[Brody Weston]

Brody Weston. "Sir" to most of you if you happen to be a cute deaf guy named Kian...

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

“If you message her telling her it’s you before you call, she’ll answer. She won’t if she thinks it could be me again.” Kian answered honestly, though couldn’t hide the slight hope that maybe he’d get the hearing aids. He’d gotten so used to having them… that not being able to hear anything was too strange. “Do I just… Wander around, then?”

“Fair enough, thanks for the tip.” He agreed, with a quick nod of his head. He said, before shrugging off the boy’s next question. “Consider this the alone time you asked for. You can do whatever you want.” He said. “Of course if I find out you’ve doodled on the walls in crayon...” He rolled his eyes. “You know where the limit is. Don’t push it.” He said before he quickly texted Kian’s mother from his own phone.

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

Kian realised he’d been overspeaking, and simply took a deep breath and nodded slightly. He swallowed a lump in his throat, looking around the kitchen a little bit, mostly just for something to do while he thought of what to do or say next. “Is there anything else you need me to do today?” he asked eventually, looking back at Brody.

Brody shook his head. “No, I figured I’d just let you settle in before I asked you to wash the floors with a toothbrush.” He said before quickly adding. “That was a joke.” He snickered for a moment. “But no just... get used to this, to the layout and everything and I’ll try to get in touch with your mother about locating your hearing aids.”

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

“I wouldn’t go that far.” Kian answered with a smile, before quickly licking his lip. Then, he sat up a little straighter, bringing his hands up to start moving along with that he was trying to say in the hopes that it would clarify where he was unclear. “My parents were away a lot. We had a cook-” he paused, realising he was giving away just how good of a background he came from “-but I always tried to help and started to learn myself. Then she got accused of stealing from us, and because I could cook and clean for myself, they didn’t hire anyone else. Not that you needed to know any of that, but I suppose it’s peace of mind you weren’t completely scammed.”

Brody didn’t comment on Kian’s background, even if this was new information to him. He figured the boy wouldn’t want him armchair commenting on his life and how his presumably rich father must’ve either fallen on really hard times or been massively pissed off with his son to resort to wanting to sell him for a profit, even though, of course that hadn’t exactly worked out if Brody had been able to afford the boy in question on - literally - a prostitute’s salary. “Well good, I could use you cooking around the house for sure.”

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

Maybe he was falling for the fact that Brody hasn’t rejected him the second he found out he was deaf, but he was starting to think this might not be so bad. At least he seemed happy with him…. more than he could say with his father. “I can cook better. With preparation and the right ingredients.”

“You’re a real chef huh? You can come grocery shopping with me and pick out the stuff you need. Or just give me a list.” He offered. “No super expensive caviar-stuffed truffles or anything insane, please but... well, you get the idea.” He gave him a thumbs up.

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

Kian’s cheeks immediately flushed red at the suggestive comment, clearing his throat a little as he leaned back a bit, almost to put space between them for a second. Don’t get him wrong, he was curious and given his age, it wasa only natural for his mind to drift that way but… well. He wasn’t about to admit that. “I’m… doing my best. I haven’t tried to run yet, have I?”

“I have to give you credit for that, too.” Brody assured, with a gentle nod of his head once again. “You seem like a good boy... and the meal is excellent.” He said as he pointed to the food. “So, so far, I’m definitely pleased with you.”

[onceuponatimx]

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

Kian sighed softly to himself, giving a small nod. “I’m not going to deliberately do that. If you happen to get worked up and I’m not ready, who’s fault is that?” he teased, fidgeting in his seat again. “I… wasn’t always deaf. Which is why the aids help. I can hear some noise, but barely enough. It’s like white noise, almost. All the time. I can’t really tell when people are coming unless you scream at me first. I can tell if I’m being too loud but only after it’s already happened. That’s why I need them.” 

“We’ll figure it all out.” Brody said. “With your hearing aids and everything although... I really wouldn’t worry about not being able to tell when I cum.” He winked, making his point obvious. “You won’t need your ears for that.” He said. “But look... living together is gonna be... a change for us both. Just... keep an open mind, alright?”

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

Kian snorted, “I told you the only experience I have is by myself in my room, with a computer. It’s not the most vanilla stuff you’ve ever seen.” he huffed, taking another small bite before nodding a bit, “Fine.” he mumbled around his food, before realising it probably didn’t make much sense. He swallowed, before continuing, “One more rule… No… No uh… sex stuff until after I get my hearing aids, okay?” he said, though his voice was softer now, nervous almost, “I can’t hear the noises I make and I don’t think they’ll be great.”

Brody maintained his eyebrow raised. “I don’t think anyone necessarily sounds great while having sex.” He argued. “But fine, only because I already agreed to be patient with you. Just know that... while I respect your limits, if I feel you deliberately try to blueball me I’ll be... annoyed.” He pointed out. “But... it shouldn’t be a problem. I’ll get to work on tracking down your hearing aids.”

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

Kian’s eyes squinted just slightly as he watched the other speak. It was a lot to decipher, but he got there, eventually confirming he had understood with a firm nod. “So nothing crazy like… I don’t know, having to sleep on the floor or clean your shoes with my toothbrush every day? Whatever crazy rules slave owners usually have.” And okay, maybe Kian didn’t need to keep repeating ‘slave owner’, but that was the reality. No use hiding from it. “Okay, boundaries… At the moment, I want… two hours to myself a day. Where I can just sit on my own and read or anything. After I move into the master bedroom, I want that to be four hours, because I won’t get it overnight. Sound reasonable?”

“Listen, if you’re into that I can officially declare you to be my new toilet.” Brody taunted. “No, get your mind out of the crazy BDSM porn. I’m not going to... tie you your dick to a weight and force you to hold it for hours or anything.” These suggestions seemed just as ridiculous to him as the ones Kian had just brought up. “Sure, I can give you alone time... but only if your work is done. No putting off cleaning up a mess because you want to go read a book.” He added. “And four hours seems like a lot... but we’ll see when we get there. I’m not saying no.”

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

Kian hummed, “Well… we’ll approach that when I get hearing aids. Either that, or I become everyone’s favourite librarian because I can’t hear when they’re talking or being loud anyway.” He smirked, sitting forward again and taking a small bite of his food. “Can I hear your rules first? I’m sure you have some. Everyone has house rules, even when they aren’t a… slave owner, I suppose.”

Brody honestly hoped it wouldn’t come to that. He was open to the idea but he knew that if Kian was living there while working off a debt, it’d definitely sour the mood at home. “I mean... for now you’re in the guest bedroom.” He pointed out. “I expect that to be temporary and for you to eventually join me in the master bedroom.” He explained. “No loud music while I’m trying to sleep. Please flush the toilet after using it. Generally clean up after yourself. We don’t have a maid checking in on us...” He snickered. “I guess you’re on cleaning duty now that I think about it.” He said. “Look... I don’t need to go over everything right? Like... don’t walk on the carpet with muddy shoes on? If your mom would’ve yelled at you for it, don’t do it here. Unless it’s sexual.”

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

“Yeah, like I have 40k just laying around.” Kian snorted, bringing one knee up to his chest, the other leg still out in front of him. He rested his chin against his knee for a moment, mind still spinning around all of this. “So… Should we set ground rules? Or… I suppose should you set some ground rules? Am I allowed to set boundaries, requests? Forgive me, I don’t really understand this whole thing.”

“Obviously you don’t.” He chimed in. “I meant you could earn it. If you find yourself a job and turn your paychecks over to me, I’ll consider those to go towards your freedom. Once that reaches 40k, you’re free to go.” He explained, before dismissing the thought with a hand gesture. “Hey I’m not exactly trained at this either. I haven’t been training slaves for 20 years you know?” He paused. “I’m allowed to veto whatever you suggest... a “you must stay 500 feet from me at any time” boundary isn’t going to work.” He said. “But if it’s reasonable... I’m open to it.”

[onceuponatimx]

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

Kian found himself giving another small hum, watching Brody for just a second before looking away and at the table. It was almost his way of plugging his ears, stopping himself from ‘hearing’ while he thought things over. God, how had everything come to this? Where being someone’s slave genuinely sounded like a better deal than going home? “What happens if I never come to like you?” He then found himself asking, head tilting just slightly in curiosity.

As he took a sip of his drink, the master shook his head. “Well then I guess you’ll be pretty miserable, because I’m not going anywhere... but let’s hope it doesn’t get there. Look, I may have gotten you cheaper than one would expect but it was still a lot of money. I suppose, though, if you’re willing to pay me back... well, you can buy your freedom.”

[onceuponatimx]

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

“Oh it would’ve. How are you supposed to order around a slave that can’t even hear you? I repeat, you were scammed.” He sat back in his chair, glancing between the table and Brody. “Yeah, I get that bit. Forgive me for not being immediately okay with the fact.”

“Well, you seem to be doing a good job so far.” Brody argued as he returned to his meal. “Look, I’m not expecting you to necessarily like this... I’m just... well... letting you know the facts. You’ll have plenty of time to come to like me, I’m not gonna rush things.”

[onceuponatimx]

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

“I don’t think me and school really mix. I’d probably do a course online if I ever did.” He murmured, before watching Brody to make sure he read his lips correctly. Damn, was he that discounted? “Damn I was less than half price? I bet my father is livid. He was never one to give up money if he could help it. I’d even place bets on the fact he doesn’t really know how much a slave costs.”

Brody shrugged. “I don’t know the specifics that went into... pricing you. I assume your disability accounted for some of it.” He offered. “But yeah, maybe he didn’t know how much to ask for you... I don’t know. Doesn’t really matter now, does it?” Brody asked, straight and to the point. “Look... I hate to break it to you but he doesn’t want you, and I do. Seems like an easy call to me.”

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

“Like I said, I have no friends and we’ve established that my parents don’t want me, so I have no one to call or message anyway. I just have to sate the YouTube addiction somehow.” Kian pointed out, a small smirk pulling at his lips. God, why was he getting so comfortable already? At the other’s apology, Kian could do nothing more than hum to begin with. It hurt, he wasn’t going to deny that, but he was oddly not at all surprised at his father’s actions. “I just hope I live up to your expectations. Can’t imagine slavery is cheap. How much did you pay for me anyway?”

“Well, I suppose you could... make friends out here. Especially if you go back to school at some point or something.” He offered, nonchalantly. “I mean, yeah you need to keep this place in order and... take care of me too but I’m not gonna be here 24/7 and there’s no reason for you to be either. At least unless it’s what you want. I’m not saying tomorrow or anything, but... eventually.” He said as he leaned closer. “You sure you wanna know?” He asked. “From my experience, slaves are usually like... 100k.” He explained. “That’s the very, very basic...” He trailed off. “I got you for 40.”

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

Kian nodded a little, “Will it have blocks on it?” he found himself asking, pushing his food around a little bit. “The phone, I mean… going out could be alright, I guess. Though maybe in some clothes that aren’t likely to fall off if I walk too far too fast.” 

At the question, Brody raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know Kian.” He said between mouthfuls of food. “Do you need blocks on it or can I trust you to use it responsibly?” He inquired, before he shook his head. “Of course. We can go clothes shopping soon so you don’t have to wear my hand me downs all the time.” He agreed. “And hey... for the record? I’m sorry about your dad. That... must be rough, alright?”

[onceuponatimx]

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

“Please, no. I hate even looking in the mirror I think a statue would give me actual nightmares.” Kian snorted, an actual smile starting to pull at his lips for just a second. “I don’t really need anything. At home I just… browsed online, gamed, or read. Watched TV. I didn’t exactly have friends to go out with so I got real good at keeping myself entertained.” 

“Alright. Suit yourself.” He said. “I’ll still get you a phone. So we can... communicate better while I’m still trying to get around to learning ASL. At least we can text.” And it’d allow Brody to easily track Kian but that didn’t need to be said. “Hopefully we... get along. And we can go out together if you want.” He grinned.

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[master-brody]

kianlucas‌:

Kian smiled a bit at the apparent approval, though of course he couldn’t blame the other for being cautious. He took another bite of his own, though his eyes were on Brody to try and gauge what he was saying. At the question, he blinked in surprise and gave a small shrug. “What… do you mean? I don’t need any other medication, if that’s what you mean. Sometimes my ears can hurt but standard painkillers work and I can deal with it if I… don’t have access to those”

Brody set down his fork, looking up at Kian clearly. “I mean... look... this is your home, now.” He declared. “And while I’m not gonna buy you... a lifesized statue of yourself just because you say you need it... I’m open to reasonable requests.” He explained. “I’m not going to keep you locked up in cage, just because you have to do what I say doesn’t mean... you’re not human or anything.”