A flashback to when and how Victor got Aiden. Also When Alexi uses the word sissy he is using it’s less modern meaning of sister and referring to his older sister. Victor’s birthday is May 21st.
CW: alexi being alexi, pet whumpee, forced whumper, reference to inferred pet whump of a minor, a couple lines with a kind of nsfw vibe but it’s blink and you’ll miss it, peer pressure stuff.
It was Victor’s 21st birthday. Alexi had thrown him a lavish party at his estate. He hadn’t asked him to, he hadn’t wanted him to. He had said that they would just go to a nice dinner and maybe a concert with a couple other friends. This was much more than a couple friends. There had to be at least 200 people. Everyone in the black thorn was there. He didn’t particularly like people, but Alexi insisted he should have a special party for his “golden birthday”.
Victor was sitting on a bench in the garden. Alexi came over and offered him a glass of strawberry champagne, it was both of them’s favorite. He took it and Alexi sat down beside him.
“Do you like your party?”
“It’s wonderful, thank you”
“You don’t seem to be enjoying it, sitting over here all by yourself.” Alexi huffed
“There’s just so many people and you know I don’t have a partner”
“Why don’t you come dance with me?”
He didn’t have time to respond. Alexi had already grabbed his hand and was dragging him over to the dance floor.
“You know I’m no good at dancing” Victor protested.
“Nonsense. Besides Who cares if you’re good? just have fun.”
He placed his hand low on his hip, taking his hand with other. Victor moved his hand up a bit before placing his hand on his shoulder.
It was awkward at first and didn’t get much better.
“C’mon Vicky loosen up a little, just have fun, nobody is watching and who cares if the are.”
Alexi laughed at him. His cheeks turned pink.
“Stop laughing at me!” Victor snapped
“Remember when we used to dance while sissy played the piano?” Alexi asked
After most of the guests had left Victor and Alexi sat in the den with a few of their close friends.
“Why don’t you open your presents” Alexi insisted “you should open mine first”
He walked up to the large box, it came to just under his ribs.
He untied the ribbon and pulled off the lid. He stared down in astonishment. There knelt a man, he couldn’t have been older than himself, he looked young, barely an adult
“I don’t understand” victor deadpanned
“You really are dense sometimes Vicky” he giggled “it’s a pet! Isn’t he cute? I picked him out just for you, had him trained for whatever you like”
Those words made his stomach churn. He couldn’t imagine what that sort of “training” would consist of. Alexi continued prattling on.
“You must get so lonely and bored all alone in that big old house.” Alexi said with a mock pout “I’m surprised that you didn’t buy one yourself already”
Alexi had always had pets, or dolls as he referred to them, ever since he turned eighteen. He wasn’t even sure if some of the ones he had then were adults. He shivered at the thought. What if this one wasn’t? He felt sick. People were staring. Alexi was still talking but he couldn’t hear anything but his own heart beat.
He came back to his senses and offered the man a hand. He looked up at him before taking it tentatively. He gingerly stepped out of the box then knelt back down beside him.
“See I told you he was well trained” Alexi grinned “I’m sure you’ll have fun with him.”
“Yeah, I will” he said still in a daze “thank you”
“It’s no problem Vicky” he gave him a gentle squeeze around the waist, he flinched.
“It’s late, I should really get headed home” Victor sighed looking down at his watch.
“You’re such a buzz kill.” One of his friends groaned.
“I know but I have work tomorrow.”
“You could always stay the night.” Alexi offered.
“I’d really rather just head home”
“Alright” Alexi sighed in mock defeat “drive safe and happy birthday”
He led the man to his car and opened the passenger door for him to get in. The man hesitated.
He didn’t know what to do, he didn’t know what his new master wanted. Pets didn’t belong in the front seat , he knew that.
“What are you waiting for, get in.” Victor told him.
He scrambled to do as he was told, crawling into the front seat and buckling his seat belt.
Victor got into the driver’s seat and put the key in the ignition.
“Damn it” he mumbled “why the fuck would I want a pet”
The man tensed. He had already messed up.
“I, I’m sorry master, I-”
Victor looked over at him.
“No, no it’s not your fault.” Victor sighed, starting he car and pulling away “and you don’t need to do that whole master thing”
“Good” Victor said, forcing a small smile. “What’s your name?”
“Whatever you want it to be.”
Victor raised an eyebrow.
“Well you must have had one at some point.”
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