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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 2:43 pm
Satoshi held tightly onto the boy. "Listen here. I am your master. You will do as I say at all times. You do not run away from me. You do not disobey my orders. You do nothing unless I give you explicit orders to. Understand?" He began to carry the boy back to the mansion.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 2:51 pm
Ifrit lazed on his bed, looking very much like a contented cat, his eyes slitted and his posture by no means composed. "... mmmh. Something to cuddle would be good right about now."
Kuraku purred as he was pulled down ontop of his owner, making no complaint when the tables were turned again. Shivering slightly as the cool hand slid down him, so much in contrast with his warm skin, he opened grey eyes to look at Troya. His gaze shifted to the smaller fae as he sealed himself in the bottle. To be honest, he didn't really like the fairy, though he still felt somewhat sorry for him.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 3:13 pm
A light, purring noise escaped the young, orange-headed rentboy's pink lips whilst his silken, pale fingers twisted around the velvety, front of the violet sweater before those reptilian, emerald orbs clashed with the morning sunlight that poured into the light, yellow curtains abit way from the boy.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 3:56 pm
Troya's ideal slaves were those that uttered not a word of complaint, conversation was fine, but complaints - he felt they had no right since he always made the best of judgments. That's why he was thouroughly relishing Kuraku's mannerism, and the fact that the incubus now belonged to him. So even as he watched the fairy get into the bottle, fingers took to delicately gliding back and forth along the sides of Kuraku's body; stroking that soft skin.
When the fairy was inside, Troya would shift from his position atop of his incubus, moving closer to the bedside table and securing the lid to the bottle. The constant fluttering of those small wings allowed a light shade of pink to glow, despite the fact that it wasn't night he still managed to comment,"look Kuraku, our very own night light."
The Dark Fae held no shame in finding such things humorous, moving away from the small bottle but not before giving the glass a light tap with one finger. "It would be wise to think about how to better yourself, before you forget you are slave in this mansion; not a guest." His attention soon returned to his own slave, he himself sitting with his back against the bed as fingers motioned for Kuraku to come closer.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 4:13 pm
Derek barely heard the dark fae's words, but he did. A soft sigh came from him, and he did his best to think of what he did wrong. The little fairy continued to flutter his wings.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 4:41 pm
((Reposting, sort of. ))Kuraku blinked, and watched his master move to secure the lid, smiling faintly as his Master made his comment. It was faintly amusing, if in a twisted sort of way. He obeyed his owner's unspoken wish and moved closer to him, still silent. There was, after all, nothing to say in this situation. The incubus thought with a certain ammount of amusement That Troya had been right; he had sort of fallen for him. Though he knew all too well that if he was unsatisfactory at any time, the master would probably waste no time in hurting him. Still.. he had been somewhat kind to him.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 5:08 pm
Kyle nodded nervously. This was one wierd man. Kyle watched him as he carried him back into the mansion. The whole way, he looked if Renji was there. He wasn't.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 5:13 pm
Satoshi sat the boy under a tree and smiled. "I was generous to you, boy. You deserve much more of a beating than the one I gave you." Satoshi leaned forward, placing his hands against the tree on either side of the boy, and kissed him sensually.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 5:29 pm
Kyle looked at him oddly. How was a kiss punishment? This guy belonged in a mental hosiptal. Still, Kyle's tounge touched Satoshi's mouth without him trying to.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 5:38 pm
[the kiss isn't the punishment, his punishment is when he hit him]
Satoshi smirked and licked at the boy's tongue before pulling back. He stared down at the boy. "Other than being outside these walls, what is it that you want?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 5:58 pm
((Oh. Sorry. Didn't get that straight...))
"I-i... I just wanted to go outside this once... And what I really want is Renji. I couldn't see him any where..." Kyle stummered.
(Ahhh short post.)
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 6:39 pm
AntiMcDonalds ((Oh. Sorry. Didn't get that straight...)) "I-i... I just wanted to go outside this once... And what I really want is Renji. I couldn't see him any where..." Kyle stummered. (Ahhh short post.) Satoshi blinked and placed his hand on the boy's forehead, as if trying to see if he had a fever. "First you love your brother, then you hate him, then you love him, then you hate him, then you love him....Tell me, which is it? The two of you...you don't act like proper brothers ought to at all."
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 7:13 pm
Kyle nodded. "Yeah... We got into this mess because of you... Damn you... It's true, we don't act lik brothers anymore.... After we came into this place. Damn you."
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 7:37 pm
AntiMcDonalds Kyle nodded. "Yeah... We got into this mess because of you... Damn you... It's true, we don't act lik brothers anymore.... After we came into this place. Damn you." Satoshi glared and slammed his fist against the boy's face once again. "Damn me? O, no, Kyle...Don't you remember? This is your fault. You are the one who begged to be my slave." He grinned.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 7:41 pm
Kyle face burned as blood rushed out of it. "Shut the hell up!" Kyle struggled to get out of his grip. "This is all your damn fault! It's not mine!!!" Kyle struggled with anger. He wished he could just kill him right now.
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