Rental || Manny & Taryn
Kind of weird how Manny still missed Kris when he went away on these business trips without him. He knew that he shouldn’t. He really ought to be happy with the moment of freedom from the man who owned him or whatever, but still. His master’s absence left an odd pang of longing in his chest that only grew as his birthday passed without the standard endearing and bizarre ritual of sex that Kris so loved to coordinate on any holiday. Fortunately, his master allowed him and Bradley to rent slaves. With his roommate out and about – likely with Gareth – Manny sent in a request for someone he knew still down in the Undercroft, sure that Taryn might appreciate a few hours above ground with a shower, good food, and comfortable furniture.
The shifter answered the door once he heard the guard who’d escorted the other slave knock. “Thanks, I got it from here,” he said, ushering Taryn into the suite and closing the door behind him. He offered the other slave a small, crooked smile. “Thought you might like to get out of that Undercroft for a bit.”
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