Do you know who I am?
TW: Noncon drugging, noncon, intimate Whumper, drugs.
(Each part can be read as stand-alone or as a part of series)
Caretaker couldn't stop themselves from crying. They have to stop or they will scare Whumpee when they wake up...but if they were about to be honest with themselves Whumpee didn't look like they were about to wake up anytime soon.
And it didn't help that every time they closed their eyes they were there again.
"I'm sorry that my little toy isn't the liveliest today, but we had a little trouble getting them into right mood today" Whumper explained, with apologetic smile, gesturing to the couch in the middle of the room, or rather to the limp, half naked figure lying on it.
"But I can assure you that with the right encouragement, they will loosen up" Whumper didn't hesitate to demonstrate, crouching down to reach Whumpee and brutally getting them to sit upwards, this resulted in soft pained groans and mumbling, which they instantly quiet down by kissing them hard and slow. Whumpee fell quiet again as the sound of guest's laughter filled the room.
Caretaker could feel their heart sink to their feet. Whumper words from the night before still ringing in their ears:
"Oh its simple really: you will attend my party, but you will be just a spectator, no touching, no interacting with them until the last guest leaves. If you break the rules, the whole deal is off. Clear? "
They watched Whumper step aside form Whumpee, whose head was now falling limply onto their chest.
With wide grin Whumper gestured to them
"Let's get this party stared, friends."
Sitting by Whumpees bed Caretaker hid their face in their hands. The deal sounded simple enough, one night and they will be back home. Safe.
But Caretaker knew it will be the night they would remember for the rest of their life. They will never forget the image of Whumpee trying unsuccessfully to get away form all the hands touching them, too weak to even turn their head on their own.
Looking so helpless and confused, when Caretaker looked at their face and into their eyes knowing good damn well that even though they're looking straight at them but not really seeing them. But as much as Caretaker would like to hide it this wasn't the worst part for them.
No, Whumpees pain and horror weren't the worst, the worst was the feeling that rose in Caretaker chest one moment - when they thought Whumpee might have recognized them.
Their eyes got less cloudy for a second and they started mumbling something quietly under their breath, trashing in the arms of the person that was currently holding them.
It took everything Caretaker had in them to not to sprint to their side, and also to not to kill everyone on that god forsaken party.
Whumper however didn't have any agreement, any conditions to meet, so they went over to couch and apologized to the guest, to sit down next to Whumpee. Caretaker couldn't hear what they were saying, and couldn't decide if this made the situation better or worse, either.
"C- Car-Caretaker" Whumper could feel Whumpee body shaking in their. Hmm it seems like the drug is starting to wear off. They wouldn't really give them this much of the drug in one night but Whumper can't let them ruin the fun can they? Besides they won't be their problem for much longer.
"Yes, yes my darling this horrible Caretaker is here they make you feel this bad, all this pain and touching its their fault." They wiped single tear form Whumpees cheek.
"But don't worry I'm here, see when I'm with you no one is touching you. Here, let me help you, you will feel better"
Maybe they couldn't hear but Caretaker sure as hell could see what was happening - Whumper raising Whumpees head slightly and giving them some kind of pill, and water to swallow. Whumpee relaxed almost instantly
"Our dear little friend needs a break for a few minutes, I'll take care of them, for a while and they'll be as good as new" shouted Whumper, to their guests, loud sound clearly scared Whumpee but they weren't able to do much beside a quite groan.
Caretaker almost couldn't bear it, watching Whumper kissing Whumpee and Whumpee giving in to their touch, limp but relaxed their eyes only on Whumper.
Whenever Whumpee started to get nervous, they instantly calmed down when Whumper came near, even without them drugging them, Whumpee seemd to seek their presence, to cling to it. Caretaker felt nauseous, they excused themselves to the bathroom, and after that rest of the party was a blur.
After the last person walked out. Whumper slapped unconscious Whumpee getting them back to reality
"Look, dear Caretakers is here, so unfortunately you won't feel good for much longer" They looked at Caretaker "you know what I'm feeling really generous today, here" They handed them a syngerine filled with wierd liquid "Something tells me that they won't be very good companion without it. It isn't what make them feel so good, no one beside me can make them feel like that but it'll sedate them."
Caretaker was so shocked and tired that they didn't even registered themselves automatically taking the syngerine and putting it in their pocket. Finally Whumper left them alone, stating that Whumpee is now their problem and they have ten minutes to get the hell out of their house.
As soon as Whumper walked away Whumpee started to shake again.
This was the first word they said to Caretaker, and it shook them, Caretaker wasn't so stupid to fool themselves into thinking that the Whumpee would recognize them, in this state because even with their eyes open they were so out of it it was terryfing....but they kind of hoped... well they didn't know what they hoped for.
Through the car ride home this was the only word Whumpee manged to get out, Caretaker checked for any injuries, and thank God didn't find any, but this was worrying.
At first their pleas were barely audible but they grew louder and more desperate as Whumpee started to come back to reality, still far away from comprehending what was really happening to them but a little bit more conscious.
Caretaker wrote it off as an effect of drug, but somewhere in the back of their head Whumper words were still present.
"W... Whu..mper" Oh, how much would Caretaker give to never hear that name form Whumpees mouth again... but wait it was too clear to be just a memory.
They looked at the bed to which they carried Whumpee after getting home, and in which they passed out almost instantly.
Now they were pale and terrified, looking around, so confused it broke Caretakers heart.
"Do you know who I am?" They asked softly gently putting hand on their forehead.
"Whumper?" the hope in their voice made Caretaker start crying all over again
"N... No" They managed to get out, "Its Caretaker alright? Do you remember me?"
"C... Caretaker?" Whumpee started crying, "n.. noo... don't.... i was.. good don't hurt me anymore"
"What? Whumpee I would never -" They were interrupted by violent sobs
"Whumper where is Whumper?" Whumpee started trashing in bed, Caretaker barely managed to catch them before they fell onto the ground, unfortunately this seemed to scare Whumpee even more
"Whuu... whuu... I want..... want.. to feel good. Please. WHUMPER! WHUMper g... ooo.. d." They instantly went quiet when Caretaker put a needle into their arm. Their body going limp and eyes rolling back to their head
"ff..... eel 'ood..." Whumpees last words before they dozed off again were almost drowned by Caretaker sobs and apologies.
/Authors note under the cut/