Gyuki & Kahlil

[Gyuki]

Name: Nicholas Straus
Age: 4,700 years
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 154 lbs.
Species: Fallen Angel
Personality: Cold and rather cruel, Nicholas has become distant from other beings over his many years of life on earth.He tends to think of other creatures as merely underlings in his stategic game of existance.He is rather hard to upset, but once he's crossed that line, there will be hell to pay.Nicholas is sadistic and down right mean to the servants in his household and views them to be his possessions and nothing more.
Short Bio: Once cast down from heaven due to his jealousy over the various creatures who recieved such tender care and love from God, Nicholas become quite monsterous in personality.He swore to break all of the creatures God had loved so dearly as both revenge and as an outlet for his insane anger.

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[Kahlil]

Name: Ken Aoikaze
Age: 22
Height: 5’ 8”
Weight: 160 lbs.
Species: Shapeshifter (wolf)

Personality: Ken is stubborn and often times short-tempered, leading him to be a loud mouth at times. He hates it when others boss him around, especially when they view him as inferior, and because of this he would pick fights with them to show them that he is not some weakling. Submission is one of the things he hates the most and every time he has bow down to others, it hurts him inside a little. He does have another side of him (though unaware of it at the moment), and it is that he has masochistic tendencies. He is also quite distant to others around him due to his captivity (though it’s usually others who approaches him that causes him to be a trouble maker), but once he has someone he can trust, he would behave more open to them. Other than that, he aspires to become free one day, hoping to leave the life of slavery.

Short Bio: Ken’s parents were both slaves and when he was born, his father had been executed after having to attack their master for trying to take Ken away. After that, Ken had lived with his mother as they were transferred back to the slave market. He only spent a short time with her, being only three years of age, before an aristocrat bought her and leaving Ken all alone. The years after that flew by and Ken does not remember much about his early childhood. Most of his memories start when he was around his mid-teens, being tormented and trained by his captors—always to follow the rules of your Master and to never shift into your bestial form. Of course, he grew tired of his captor’s continuous banter and often rebelled. He did not want to end up like the submissive slaves that were around him. So, he often talked back to his captors and at times would find ways to escape his captivity, which soon became almost like a hobby to him. A few times, he had successfully broken out, but after a few hours or a day later, he would always be recaptured. Now that his captors were beginning to find Ken a nuisance, his execution date had been set and he was doomed to die. Ken both feared, and in a way, accepted this fate; he was not sure how much longer he could last in this prison. In the back of his mind, he still tried to see if he could formulate an escape plan before his execution, but with the high security, all he could do now is wait…

Human Appearance:

Beast Appearance:

[Gyuki]

Nicholas walked along the damp sidewalk, his chauffer parked a short ways back, as he'd been instructed.The angel opted to keep his wings tucked so they weren't visible, not really wanting the attention he knew would come from showing them off.After all, he was here on business, well, somewhat.He mostly just wanted to have a peek around the few shops in the rather run down town that actually held things of interest.Nicholas had never really had an attatchment to possessions, but he did enjoy collecting things of beauty and value for the sole purpose of keeping others from taking such objects.A smirk made it's way onto those cold, yet warm-looking lips as the male continued his walk at a pace of blatant leisure.His grey gaze peered through the store windows, assessing and evaluating each product set out for sale among the common people.'Pathetic.It seems as though God has even less affection for you insolent creatures that he does the rest.Otherwise you might be bathing in glorious luxury, as I do.' he thought cruelly.He continued on his way, paying no heed to the much younger and poorly living creatures around him.Nicholas had no heart for any other, not since God had focused all of his attention to the beings he'd created on earth.The male found his gaze slowly focused on a sign that merely had the word 'Shifter' enscribed into it's wooden form.His interest piqued at the word and pursuaded him to enter the establishment in search of something worth while.


Upon entering, Nicholas was met with the sight of cages against every wall, each filled with a creature who appeared human with a strange collar about their throats and barely clothed so to be able to tell their sexes apart easily.The angel slowly walked around the establishment until a short, rather pudgy demon with a dirty apron came to greet him with a smile and a stong, thick accent."Ah, Mista' Straus.Pleasa' t' see ya' out n' 'specting my store on such a fine day, sir.What be ya' fancy, iffin' I might ask?A servent?A pet?'R maybe somethin' more exotic?", the demon spoke, walking at the male's side as he waited for a reply."Actually, I'm just looking around today.I was wondering if you'd happened by anything of my specific interests by any chance.I've actually just broken my last pet and would rather like one that's more...Durable to replace it."The short demon scratched his stubbled chin in thought before looking back up to the angel,"Well, we act'lly jus' came 'cross a rare 'n.'E's a beaut, 'e is, but 'e's been tryin' t' 'scape since day one.So 'e was gonn' be exicuted t'day, sir."Nicholas allowed the male to lead him out to where a lone male sat in a barred, cold cage, seeming to have lost all will to live at the moment.The fallen smirked at his find,"I will take him.A creature that is so strong in spirit should surely be far more durable than my last.Have him ready for me imediately."Nicholas walked over to the cage and reached his hand inside, gently stroking the male's cheek."My, my, such beauty.And what name have you been given, child?Or shall I decide that for you?", he smirked, excitement flickering in his grey irises.

[Kahlil]

The ticking of a clock seemed to echo loudly in the room Ken was isolated in. Cold iron was pressed against the skin of his ankles and steel bars surrounded his body in the small space of his prison. His yellow eyes were closed as he listened to the sounds around him: the faint street noise outside, soft whimpers and cries from the captives in the main foyer, his master’s footsteps moving around the shop, the unceasingly rhythmic ticking of the clock—ugh, especially the clock! He curled his lips into a small snarl as he pulled his clothed legs closer to his bare chest and leaned his head to his right against the hard bars of his cage. He was growing agitated and the anxiety of his execution set for later this day did not make his mood any better. He wanted to find a way to escape, to be free like the people outside and to live his life the way he wanted to, but…that all seem like a distant dream that will never become a reality. Too many times had his attempts failed to escape and now he was paying the price for his actions. He had almost considered this execution to be his only salvation to escape this life, but in the back of his mind, he did not want it. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps coming from the main foyer began to grow louder, coming towards him and he stiffened slightly.

Have they come for me now?

Ken peeked at the ground through his eyelashes, stealing quick glances toward the foot of his cage. He could hear the shop owner’s annoying voice trying to appease his customer and Ken let a faint grow escape from his throat, wondering what sort of person the demon was speaking to. From his tone of voice, it sounded like he was speaking to a high-class person and not the authorities that were sent to kill him. Was he going to be bought? That idea seemed to flash in his thoughts like wild fire sweeping through a forest; the fury began to settle in his mind. No way in hell was he going to let another one of those bastards find satisfaction in him. I’ll only give him the pleasure to look, that is all— Suddenly a smooth hand brushed against the skin of his cheek, taking him from his thoughts; and for a moment, Ken had almost wanted to lean into the soft touch. However, he had stopped himself and with a mix of alarm and agitation, Ken’s yellow eyes snapped open to glare at the handsome customer before him.

Shit, I might as well take the execution…

His thoughts ran flatly in his mind as his eyes slightly narrowed. “Ken, sir…” he responded automatically from his years of training, before continuing somewhat mockingly at the man as he noted the excitement in his eyes.

“Hm, like what you see? I am one of a kind after all,” he said almost in an arrogant sneer before his tone grew cold, “But no one touches me! So keep your hands to yourself!” Ken snarled as he slapped the man’s hand away with sharp nails and felt small traces of warmth at his fingertips. The strong scent of this man briefly wafted through his senses and for a second, it sent shivers down Ken’s being. This man did smell different than the others present in this shop and from the look of his grey eyes when Ken had first seen him, they were enticing. Just who and what the hell is this guy…

[Gyuki]

As the boy finally opened his eyes to look at the angel, Nicholas became enthralled with the firery shine in those bright green irises.This creature truely was as much of a find as the shopkeeper had spoken of.The angel's mind focused on the mere looks of his new pet, he hadn't reacted much to the threat that had been followed by his hands being slapped away by the smaller male.The shopkeeper however, pulled out a tasing rod and jabbed it into the cage furiously,"'Ow dare a dir'y beast li' y'self lay 'ands on such a valu'ble customa'!Ya' mangy brat!"Just as the pudgy demon had moved to flick the switch on the rod, Nicholas grabbed the neck of it and getly pulled it away,"That's quite alright, shopkeeper, but I'd prefer to discipline my pets in my own way.Rather than beat them senseless on the first day, I prefer to take my time when teaching them manners.Now, if you would be so kind, please retrieve my chauffer from down the block and tell him to bring the car around, would you?"The demon stood there for a brief second to absorb all that had been said before nodding and waddling off to do as he'd been instructed.The angel then turned his gaze back to the child, well, compared to him this creature was a child.Nicholas smirked cassually as he stared straight into the boy's florescent gaze,"Well, now that you should ask, yes, I do quite like what I see.Though I'm sure you've been through the most horrid of tortures, your form has barely a scar and your face is quite beautiful.Perhaps now I understand why God has such an eye for you mortals.You can be so beautiful, yet so foolish and easy to push around.Even God has his slaves I suppose."Ignoring the threat from earlier, the male reached his hand to the shifter's delicately crafted chin and took a gentle hold on it as his eyes began to slightly glow a dull red color."How simply decidant you look right now.It makes me ever so hungry and parches me in just the same manner.Perhaps I should just eat you here and now rather than later.Of course, I'd be without a pet then, wouldn't I," he spoke softly, almost as if he were sincerely debating the thought.He then smiled kindly while the once red glow in his eyes faded back to simple grey.Slowly Nicholas pulled his hand away, being sure to let his finger tips linger a bit longer on the male's warm flesh before he completely pulled away.

As the shop keeper entered once more, this time with a tall masked male behind him, he went to a counter and pulled a black leather leash out from behind the counter and waddled back to the cage.After sifting through his mountainous amount of keys, the round demon unlocked the cage and quickly hooked the leash to the collar around Ken's neck, one just like all the other shifters had on that kept them from shifting into their enourmous beast forms and running amock.The demon then handed the other end of the leash to Nicholas and bowed slightly before moving back to go tidy things around the store.The tall masked man moved to the angel's side and leaned down to whisper something inaudible to the enraptured male, though what he had to say caught the fallen's attention as he nodded, no longer grinning now.He gave a gentle tug to the leash to signal his new prize to follow as he began to walk towards the front of the store, though figured the child might develope ideas of mischeif and signals his chauffer once more with a nod.The masked man then walked over to Ken and simply picked him up to carry him out, after all, they had absolutely no time to waste here, not when there was a special guest waiting at the large estate Nicholas owned.As the angel took a seat in the car, his chauffer gently placed the shifter inside also before shutting the locked car door and moving to the driver's seat and driving away.

Nicholas then turned his attention back to his pet and grinned once more as he placed a hand to the male's cheek,"Now my dear Ken, we are on our way to your new home.I have only two simple rules for you to follow, one: My word is law, and two: Do not try to escape.Bother are for your benefit, so I will not bother making threats.I am a very patient creature, but once my patience has been worn, I fear only the worst awaits the reciever.Now, I do hope we can get along at least in a semi-civilized manner."He then removed his hand as the car pulled to a stop and his door was held by his loyal chauffer.Nicholas stepped out of the car, giving another gentle tug to the leash in his hand before walking into his castle-like house.

[Kahlil]

As Ken’s current owner took hold of the tasing rod and pushed it in between the bars of his cage, his eyes grew wide and he flashed his teeth, hissing at the pudgy demon. He hated that device, especially at times of what that thing would do to his body; how it made him react. Luckily, the other man had stopped his owner and slowly, Ken lowered his lips back over his teeth as he stared at the two men conversing. When the demon was sent outside, Ken’s defiant gaze remained fixed on the man who was going to buy him. His calm and somewhat praising words caused a small flush to form over Ken’s cheeks from being called beautiful; however, once his face was raised to be leveled with this man’s, the hairs at the back of his neck stood on end. The once alluring grey eyes were now illuminating a dim crimson and Ken felt a cold sweat form over his brow. Whatever retort he wanted to say to the man was stuck in his throat and Ken could only let out a faint whine in response. The kind smile and grey eyes returned, but Ken was still frozen in place—that was until the shopkeeper returned with the chauffer and leash.

Ah! Ken’s eyes then lit up as he heard clinking and dull twinkle of the keys to his cage. The door was unlocked and Ken felt a surge of anticipation course through him. The shackles at his ankles were also freed, but Ken was only able to rise to his knees before the leash was hooked to his collar—the damn thing that prevented him from shifting. Ken moved to the mouth of the cage warily, looking passed the three men and to the main foyer that eventually led outside. This is probably the only chance I’ve got… He thought, fidgeting on whether or not now was the perfect time to escape. The gentle tug on the leash pulled him to his feet to follow his new ‘Master’ and as he was about to break into a run, he yelped as his body was swept into the air and strong arms encased his body.

“H-Hey, what the hell?” he gasped as his hands latched onto the chauffer’s arms. “I can walk on my own, you know!” However, his retorts did not seem to go through either men, and he cursed when it seemed they already knew of his plan. When he was placed gently into the car, Ken tried to move towards the door, but it was shut in his face. He frowned then, staring out the window to freedom as the vehicle came to life and moved down the road. For a few seconds, he watched in envy at the passing buildings and pedestrians, and then despaired at the realization of his situation. Instead of death that awaited him, he was now in the hands of this strange man.

When he heard his new Master speak, Ken turned towards the man and slightly winced when he placed his hand on his cheek again. Straus’ words reached his ears, but for a moment, Ken’s mind was elsewhere. The touch on his cheek, this time, made him unconsciously lean into the hand slightly, and he was pondering what to do with his new Master. His captors had never been this gentle to him so far, especially from the display he had pulled back in the shop, and Ken was starting to feel confused. When the hand pulled away and the car came to a stop at a massive estate, Ken finally snapped back to reality.

“N…N-No,” he whispered softly, his gaze hinting at fear and dissent, as he was tugged out of the car. “NO, NO!” he shouted as his feet touched the concrete and he darted into a small run to the right. Unfortunately, the leash was not that long and only a couple of steps in his sprint was when Ken gagged as the collar choked him, pulling him back and preventing his escape. His legs nearly buckled under him and as he brought both hands up to his collar to pull (with all his might). He did not seem to budge even an inch. Neither did his Master who held the leash.

“No, no! I don’t want to!” he roared angrily, continuing to pull on his leash and collar as he was forcefully led into the mansion. “I don’t want this life! I don’t want to live with you!” he continued his tirade even after he had passed through the doors of Straus’ home.

Inside was a magnificent sight and Ken would have been in awed and marveled at the decorations if he had not been so intent on resisting. Never before had been in a place with this much wealth and power. The foreign scents all around him increased his awareness and only slightly, had his struggle lessened. Under his breath, he kept muttering, “No,” as he stayed as far back from his owner as much as the leash would let him.

[Gyuki]

The angel's cool gaze peered over at his new pet as the boy seemed to have some sort of nervous breakdown.Straus paused only a moment before walking toward the shifter with slow, cautious movements so not to frighten him more so than he already appeared to be."Whatever is the matter, my pet?Moments ago you were perfectly fine, so why now are you so frightened?Does my home intimidate you," he questioned as his eyes began to glow once more.How dificult it was to understand such bipolar mortals who felt such vivid and changing emotions that switched from one to another at the simple drop of a hat.The notion of being so hot one second and cold the next baffled the male to no end, his own emotions usually taking their time in expressing themselves.Once before his newly aquired shifter, Nicholas unhitched the leash and handed it to his chauffer who quietly walked away into another room.The male stared calmly at his prize before moving both of his hands to either side of Ken's face,"Fear not, for as long as you obey you will find no harm.It you persist to act in such a fearful manner, however, I will have no choice but to take some form of disciplinary action.I do not want you worrying my guests when they arrive, lest I should teach you how to truely fear in my household."Just a gentle as ever and with fluid motions in every single movement, Nicholas then pressed his own lips to Ken's in a feathery manner.It was brief, but sudden and hopefully enough to temporarilly calm the boy so his panic might subside until later.With this done, Straus then released his pet with a gentle grin,"Now, let us proceed to my sitting room.I'm sure you'll find it much more comfortable than the doorway, don't you agree?"That said, Nicholas walked down the hall proudly, expecting his pet to follow since Ken would lack in anything other to do, only stopping to open a door slightly smaller than the two grand doors used to enter the exquisit home.

Upon entering, the fallen walked over to a lounging sofa that held a rediculous amount of pillows for a sofa on one end and layed out along it as if he were a king.Of course, to the angel, he was just that, a king with little more to do other than converse among the higher beings in society and watch his subjects attend to their set purposes.His eyes had long returned to their grey shade and currently lay shut as he relaxed ever so needlessly with obvious comfort about him.After a moment, the male gave a listless sigh before allowing his eyes to open to a midway point and glow a bright crimson this time as to pairs of beautiful dark grey wings with spots of white sprouted from behind his shoulder blades.At that moment, his hair lengthened a bit, though his sudden transformation stopped there as he simply relaxed and muttered to himself bitterly,"How wretched, seems I'm in need of a moments' rest.How dreadful that it should be in this monsterous form.At least I was spared my full hideous form, lest I frighten off my servants."Still intending to rest a while longer, Nicholas let his eyes shut once more while his wings folded against his back and he simply dozed, not really falling alseep, but just resting his eyes as he listened to the sounds of his household.

[Kahlil]

Once his Master began to approach, Ken opened his mouth to reply angrily until he snapped his lips closed again; his Master’s eyes becoming crimson. That’s…not it… was what Ken had wanted to say, but he could only express them in his thoughts. It was true that he was intimidated by this new and glorious place, but if only he was not just simply a pet…

When his Master’s hands moved at either side of his cheeks, Ken held his breath for a moment, his yellow-green eyes never leaving the older man. He fought back the small tremors in his body as the man spoke and attempted to sum up the courage to not cower like his Master had warned before tearing his gaze away from him. There were many times when Ken had been aggressive to his captors or other clients who had been interested in him. However, when faced with Straus, Ken reacted differently and he did not know why. It was then his Master’s next actions shocked him. Their lips met gently and a second after Ken’s astonishment, he had suddenly felt a little relaxed and temporarily forgetting his desire to escape.

“W…What?” he murmured after his Master had pulled away and began walking towards one of the other rooms. Ken placed a hand over his lips, wondering whether or not he should have felt disgusted by the light kiss or something else. When Ken looked up at the older man again, his larger form almost disappearing through the door, Ken suddenly darted after him, not wanting to stay in the main foyer for whatever guest his Master was referring to. Once entering the room, Ken gasped at the sight before him. Like the rest of the mansion, the room was befitting for a king and the sight of the sofa with its many soft-looking pillows, Ken had to resist the urge of just wanting to dive for them then and there. Even with his Master resting there.

For a while, Ken wandered inside slowly and gaped all around him, feeling dwarfed or indecent with his tattered clothing from the shop as he neared any of the furniture. When he had suddenly saw motion at the corner of his eye, he gazed back at his Master in shock when his appearance had changed slightly. Stunning dark grey wings were folded at Straus’ back and his dark hair lengthened slightly over his shoulders. Ken made his way slowly toward Nicholas’ back and examined the large wings curiously, leaning closer to sniff at the dark feathers and to gently touch them. His Master’s eyes were closed and Ken wondered if he had fallen asleep. Moving next to Straus over on the soft sofa, he curled his body slightly and rested on his side as his gaze was still transfixed on the wing.

“How hideous is his full form?” he wondered aloud to himself softly, continuously running his fingers through the feathers of his Master’s wing. “This is beautiful…” he yawned and with his somewhat forced-calmed form, Ken’s eyes began to droop until he was in a slight daze with his attention still at the feathers.

[Gyuki]

Upon feeling delicate fingers sliding through his soft, yet ugly feathers, Nicholas found himself out of his doze, though kept his eyes closed so not frighten his pet once more.He merely played like he was asleep as he relaxed at the continuous stroking of his feathers.Usually, by now the fallen would have punished any pet he'd bought, but for whatever reason, he just couldn't find the will to discover fault with Ken.He was a good boy so far and as long as he remained one, Straus saw no reason that he should punish the lad.With his attention still entirely on his pet, the angel opened his eyes and slowly sat up a bit,"Curious, isn't it?How disgusting I can appear and what could be worse.You have a good head, so perhaps you could even imagine what I might look like.I've always envied you mortals.You had a choice in what fate you are given, and you are all very much loved.I am completely jealous of it all."He then looked at his pet and stroked his cheek longingly,"How wonderful it would have been to have been born a mortal."Nicholas found himself completely enraptured with Ken once more as he snaked his hand into the boy's long blue locks and gently fisted his fingers together in it.With his eyes glowing brighter yet, the fallen pressed his forehead to the shifter's and simply closed his eyes, slowly taking in the other's delicious scent.The boy's smell was almost euphoric and was close to getting him on a high.Nicholas had never been this way before, not in all of his long years of living on this earth.Though confusing, Nicholas did not alow himself to fly into a rage over this new feeling, he held his temper as he quietly sniffed the male before him, nosing his way to the other's ear and down to his throat.Oh, how blissfully unaware the boy was of the danger the predator before him posed, how insanely close the winged male actually was to taking a bite of the delicious creature before him.
"Child, one day I will devour you, and you will hate me until the end.Your scent, it's irresistable.Such an aroma makes me crave for a taste," he whispered seductively as he gently began to move his lips against the flesh of Ken's throat.The scent was so much stronger there and had ended up intoxicating the angel.Nicholas moved his free hand to hold the boy's waist in a gentle manner while the other held only tighter onto the bundle of hair it had in it's grasp.The male almost felt like purring as he kissed and nipped ever so softly at the boy's neck, almost trying to take a bite at the flesh, but continued to remind himself that Ken was mortal and could die very easily.Slowly the fallen moved to the boy's collar bone, his teeth nipping just slightly harder at the prominant bone while he lightly began to suck at the skin.The hand at Ken's waist held on just a bit tighter while the fingers entangled into his locks released and regripped themselves.As he continued on his sensual high, a low, almost beastly growl resounded from Nicholas' throat while his restraint dwindled nearly to nothing.Just as he'd moved to the other side of Ken's neck, Nicholas heard the sound of car doors shutting and begrudgingly pulled himself from the boy, his breathing slightly sped as he gazed at the male before him."I will have Felix take you upstairs and help you bath and put on a set of fresh clothes.Tomorrow I will take you out to find something new to wear," he spoke softly as he noticed a few purple marks around the shifter's neck where Nicholas had attacked him.
After watching Felix, his chauffer, come and retrieve the boy, Straus heaved a sigh and leaned back against the absurd amount of pillows that sat on his lounging couch.Slowly, Nicholas forced himself to calm down and let his human-like facade return so he looked more apeasing to his guests.A gentle knock came to the sitting room door before his butler opened it and let in a pair of demons, one a female and the other a male, who both took a seat on the lavish couch across from the fallen.Nicholas gave a warm smile to the pair, mostly the male, seeing as he didn't know the female,"A pleasure to see you again Mr. Vince.I trust you have come to discuss business, have you not?"The new male nodded with a pleasant smile of his own,"Yes, indeed.But first I would like to introduce you to my daughter, Eloise."Straus politely greeted the female before turning his attention back to the father, already guessing what 'business' he had in mind.

[Kahlil]

Ken jumped slightly when he heard his Master speak and quickly withdrew his hand from the wing. Sitting up as well, Ken continued to watch his Master and let out a little snort, but did nothing else. He had a vague idea, but he did not want to dwell on what sort of beauty or monster that was before him any longer. He was sure he would find out some time later, he was going to live with him for the rest of his life now.

“Hmph, I’m not loved…and I’ll never be loved,” Ken muttered in disdain as he lowered his eyes from Nicholas while his cheek was being stroked. And I doubt I’d be treated any different by you…just used like any slave would… He thought the last part and closed his eyes when his Master lowered his head to his forehead. He listened to the older man breath in deeply as if taking in Ken’s essence, his arms wrapping around his body and hair, and Ken wondered what the man was doing. A part of him wanted the male to back off, but at the same time, he was intrigued by this action. How was Ken supposed to respond to this when none of his captors had been so gentle to him? Before he could continue to ponder in his thoughts, his Master’s next words sent a small tremor down his being.

“I…don’t know if you’d like that…eating me,” Ken’s voice almost wavered while the shudder rippled through his spine when he felt the grazing of teeth against the skin of his neck, “I-I w-won’t be…easily taken down without a fight—!” his eyes finally opened then as he let out a small gasp when his Master’s grip around his waist tightened and he was brought closer against the man. His neck was then assaulted by strange sensations—lips sucking and teeth nibbling—that sent electricity throughout his body, making him feel somewhat weak. He tried to wriggle out of Straus’ hold, but the grip around his waist was too strong and the more he tugged his head away, his hair felt like being pulled out of his scalp. Whimpering softly as the assaults continued, his breathing began to quicken as well and his face warmed into a flush. He did not know why, but the sensation was starting to feel pretty good…

Wait, what am I thinking? This is…wrong! He thought and involuntarily let out a gasp-moan as his Master’s teeth nipped harder at his collarbone. Finally when his Master had stopped, he sighed in relief as his eyes stared passed Nicholas in a daze. His breath was also panting somewhat heavily from the sensations he was experiencing and when an extra pair of hands lifted him from his Master, Ken unconsciously let out a small, wolf-like growl from his throat. The masked chauffer held him in his arms again in the same manner as he was carried out of the demon’s shop, but in Ken’s state, his mind was to preoccupied to care. Moments later, he was carried out of the room.

While being carried up the stairs and down a long hallway, Ken had recovered and took the time to look around his new home, memorizing the layout of the place. Servants filled the hall, moving from room to room and doing their business, though a few did stop to watch as Felix carried him. A few muttered amongst themselves and Ken flushed a bit when his sensitive hearing caught the words “boy-toy”, “pet”, and other obscene words.

“I’m no one’s toy!” Ken then growled at the servants from over Felix’s shoulder, causing the servants to jump. They stared at him in shock before it shifted to disdain, while Ken threw them an arrogant smirk. However, a firm grip over the back of his neck brought the boy down from the chauffer’s shoulder and he was lowered to his feet when they entered a large bedroom.

“The bathroom is over in that direction,” the chauffer said as he pointed toward the left side of the massive room. “I’ll call a servant to bring you some clothes. Go prepare the water.”

“And if I refuse?” Ken muttered as he crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at the man. However, the masked chauffer remained stoic and placed a hand over Ken’s shoulder. At that instant, Ken balked from an intense pain that coursed from Felix’s hand to his shoulder and arm.

“You will obey while in this household. Go prepare the baths or else punishment will follow.” The chauffer released Ken’s shoulder and the boy grumbled under his breath as he made his way to the bathing chamber.

Once inside, Ken was not surprised to find it just as ornate and large like the rest of the mansion. He found the tub rather easily and twisted the handle for warm water to be released. About a minute later, Ken yelped and jumped when hands began to strip the rags of Ken’s clothing. “Hey, I could have done it myself! Stop touching me!” he snapped at Felix, but his outbursts were ignored. A blond servant soon entered the room and brought in fresh clothing and placed them at the sink counter before looking over to a now naked Ken and eyed a particular section on his neck. The man's eyes grew wide with surprise and then darkened with venom before he made his leave from the bathing chamber.

“I was instructed to help bath you, so you would not hurt yourself. Or if you had ideas of escaping.” The man took a quick glance at the small windows before focusing his attention at the exposed boy in front of him.

Ken only growled and cast his gaze to the floor. The idea crossed his mind a few times, but he was not sure how he would go about executing them yet. He needed more time to explore the place before attempting it. When he heard Felix turn the water off, Ken stepped inside the warm tub and yelped when his footing slipped on the sleek surface. However, the chauffer caught Ken’s arm before he could harm himself from the fall and after that, Ken remained silent and obedient while he had been washed clean and dried. He then pulled the clothing—a simple buttoned-shirt and pants—on and stared at himself in the mirror for long moments. The new clothes looked strange on him, as if he had somehow made a transformation. He had been so used to seeing himself wearing rags or no clothing at all and especially dirty, that he almost did not recognize his own reflection. Though soon, he noticed the purple bruising over his neck from his Master’s kisses and his face flushed a bright red, as he remembered how helpless and good it had felt. He covered his face in shame and growled in his hands, how could he have let his Master effect him like that? After hearing a loud snap of fingers, Ken turned his attention to the masked chauffer waiting in the bedchamber.

“Come here, boy,” Felix motioned to Ken and the boy approached. With one hand, he held onto Ken’s shoulder in the same manner he had shocked him earlier, while with the other, he reached over to the massive bed and took hold of a chained cuff. “Master Straus will return after his meeting with his guest. You will stay in this room until he is done,” after that, he released his shoulder and lowered to place the chained cuff over Ken’s right ankle and sealing it shut, “This will prevent you from getting yourself hurt if you decide to flee.”

“Tch, chained again, huh?” Ken spat to himself, frowning at the gold chains as his eyes trailed them to the foot of the bed where they were linked. He then looked back up to see Felix leaving the room, probably to inform his Master or to do other business.

After that, it was quiet and Ken took that time to explore the room. The chain allowed him access to most of the room and to the windowed-doors at the back of the room that led to a balcony outside, but it still held him far enough from the edge. When he was done looking around, he approached the large bed and flopped down over its soft surface. He even felt his form sink into the mattress slightly and he sighed in appreciation. Never before had he felt any bed this soft in his life, nor had he been exposed to such luxury. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad living as this man’s pet… a tiny voice inside Ken’s mind whispered, but then he vigorously shook his head. No, he could not live like this forever; he wanted to be free! As he rested on the bed’s surface, the warmth from his bath made Ken grow relaxed and drowsiness swept across his conscious. In a matter of seconds, his eyes drooped to a close and sleep claimed him.