魔术师

Afric 术士 Warlock 古 1700 小弟弟Master of Kaleb Sinclair 奴隶 SkinWalker

[trxped]

tdevereaux·:

His shoulders slumped a little.  “Yes, I am happy I get food at all,” he said, looking at him.  “All I’m saying is it’s just not the healthiest and someone like me has to worry about that.”  Thomas gestured to his skinny body.  “I’m supposed to stay in tip-top shape or appeal or whatever for you guys, right?”

“Honestly I’d suggest starting with that, it’s more likely to get the desired effect.” Afric replied and lifted his hand, his eye flashing bright as he thought of the food he wanted and conjured it from thin air. The sandwich landed in his hand and he smiled as he leaned to sniff at it “Toasted ham and cheese good enough?” He could of taken the slave for dinner, but his attitude seemed to scream out how undeserving he was of a really good meal.

[trxped]

tigersxbreath·:

“Touchy.” Z teased, smirking as he made a mental note to stick with The Warlock’s real name. “Oh yeah, ya special a’right.” Crazy fucking special. In an OCD, full of himself kind of way. “Special enough t’ buy me dinner b’fore ya fuck me. I mean, that takes real class.”

“I suddenly feel like you’re putting me in the wrong kind of special box.” he teased and yet coming from Z, he had to wonder if it was a compliment, he doubted the skinwalker ever gave a genuine compliment other than stating he’d like to fuck someone. “I told you not to push your luck! But maybe I’ll get you something on the way back to the cells.” Besides, that wasn’t the type of fireworks they had decided on.

[trxped]

witchgawen·:

“This place really is an actual city, isn’t it?” he mused, more to himself than anyone else.  How an entire city could subsist on slavery was mind boggling.  It’d probably take him some time to figure out each tier of the hierarchy.  “Sounds good to me!” he said with a pleased smile.  “What’s your favorite place here at Crown Point?” he asked, making conversation, but also trying to learn a bit more about the other warlock.

“Yes, with a few extras.” he replied and smiled “I mean, we needed a safe haven for our kind, it had to be big and have enough to cater to everyone’s needs.” he tried to explain with a shrug “I hope the city managed to achieve that, but there’s now too many people to ask.” 

“My favorite place is probably my home, but I know that’s not the answer you’re looking for, so the park, or the theatre. We didn’t have those types of things when I was young, so the theatre is always like a treat for me.” Afric admitted.

[fredettev]

“What does an abomination have to do to go for a swim around here?“ Sage said, mostly to themselves. They’d yet to be let out of their cell since they’d first arrived at the concrete prison and if they thought they’d been bored before staking out supernaturals in ponds and rivers, it was nothing compared to being stuck on land with nothing to do. 

[trxped]

Afric had just had to put a slave in his place and while he had a little blood on his sleeves, it was nothing compared to what he could of done, and should of done, after the halfbreed attacked a human. He may not of been a guard, but he wasn’t going to stand there and let it happen, instead, he threw his own punches. 

He was heading down the hall to clean himself up when he heard the slave and turned to look at him “Ask nicely.” he said a little blunter than he usually would, and with a small flash of yellow in his eyes, his shirt changed to a clean crisp white one. He did love his magic.

[trxped]

witchgawen·:

Gawen just gave the master a shrug.  So far, the only thing threatening about Afric had been his tone.  He could hear the seriousness in it, but right now, he just couldn’t see the man capable of something like that.  Not yet anyway.  “I will keep that in mind.”

“Everything?” he suggested, doubting it was possible.  “Anything with water or trees really.”  He’d been stuck staring at the concrete of the cell walls, trying to find the natural order of it without succeeding.  

Afric was more than capable of causing harm, he did it on a regular basis, but usually it was in battle, and never for the sake of it. Should Kaleb ever seem upset because of something someone else did, The Warlock would not hesitate to protect his property.

“Well maybe we could start with the coves, and as we walk back to my place take a detour through the park, but I’m afraid everything else will have to wait.” he said and smiled “But don’t worry Gawen, i’ll show you around if you want. Just not all at once.” That would be impossible.

[trxped]

tdevereaux·:

He clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth a little.  “Sorry,” he said, trying to control how angry and mildly upset he was, as if he was to blame for being annoyed at his own circumstance.  Thomas crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall, keeping his eyes on the man.  “If it’s from the garbage we usually get, I don’t want it.”

Well, it was obvious the boy was forcing himself to be polite, but it was better than nothing, at least it showed he was trying. Though as he spoke about the garbage they got, Afric wondered why he bothered to be nice “It wasn’t going to be, but now I’m contemplating it.” 

[trxped]

witchgawen·:

Optimism was definitely something Gawen go stand behind.  “I’m glad you feel like you and Kaleb are the right fit,” he commented.  “He seems happy with you.  But… as his friend… I feel like I have to give you the whole ‘if you hurt him’ speech even though I can’t actually do anything except bad mouth you bit,” he said with faux seriousness.

“There are coves?” he asked.  He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been to the ocean.  Or even a lake for that matter.  “I’m up for that!”

“As his friend, that’s a nice thing to do, but you’re right, it’s a bit of an empty threat. However,” Afric smiled, about to give his own speech and he was half serious himself “As his master, if you hurt or betray him, I will happily rip out your spleen and feed it to him.” The Warlock laughed, but his threat wasn’t empty, he wasn’t going to tolerate anyone hurting the skinwalker now, master or slave. 

“Good.” he grinned “Let’s go. Is there anywhere else you want to see. You’re clearly excited for the coves and the ocean.”

[trxped]

Do’s & Dont’s | Afric & Kaleb

[trxped]

whxtelxopard·:

Kaleb appreciated the fact that Afric seemed to want him to be happy. It was such a new concept for the hybrid, far more used to people not giving a damn about his happiness just his ability to hunt and kill. It would take some getting used to but he was sure that it was one thing he wouldn’t mind acclimatising to.·“I get that, I hadn’t really thought about being claimed. It just never seemed like a possibility for me until you suggested it so, I haven’t thought much about all this either. And you’re giving me a lot more freedom than any other master would

Kaleb was admittedly pleased to hear that Afric wouldn’t fuck anyone in the house, he wanted it to be a space just for them if he was honest. Perhaps that was the territorial leopard in him, that wanted the space he saw as his to remain untainted.·“Thanks, I appreciate that.”

The shifter nodded when asked if he could speak to Afric before he brought anyone home.·“Okay, that’s not a problem. Do you want me to text you first if I’m at the prison talking to Gawen and say wanted to bring him back so we could hang out?” Kaleb asked.·

“I don’t really think of it as freedom, i’m interested in doing what’s best for you and for us as a whole.” He replied and smiled to Kaleb, he tried not to think too much about what others would do. He’d always think of his brother, but he wasn’t ready to step in to his brothers shoes just yet, so comparing himself to Emrys or any other master just felt wrong.

“I think that would be best, just in case I’m at home with another, or even busy, but I’m not going to shout or punish you if you forget. I’m not saying you can expect an easy ride, but I hope we’re on the same page when it comes to avoiding trouble, so I’m hoping not to have to punish you for anything. We’ll have to cross that bridge if we get to it.” he said stroked the skinwalkers cheek with a small shrug·“I can’t think of any other rules at the moment Kaleb, but let’s both just agree to be open with each other. If we don’t communicate, things are bound to go wrong.”

[trxped]

whxtelxopard·:

Kaleb was convinced he’d never get enough of sex now he’d tasted it, especially with how good it was with his master. He’d admit he was pretty content, something he never thought he’d be in this city, owned by someone who was supposed to hate him. 

The hybrid happily returned the kiss as soon as Afric pulled him into one, groaning against the warlock’s lips as they stepped under the water’s warm spray. When he felt Afric’s hands slide down to his ass, Kaleb moaned, pushing back into the touch. He didn’t care if he seemed eager, he was, and it was hard not to want the other with how good he made the leopard feel. 

The Warlock was addicted already to the skinwalker and the taste of him. He scent, his touch, it set his veins on fire and he grinned to the slave as he kissed him deeply, his tongue enjoying the sweet taste of the other. His fingers slid up the wet skin till he was tugging at Kaleb’s hips and rubbing their cock’s together.

He could tell the slave was hungry for more, and cleaning themselves up was clearly taking a back seat. Afric gave a small growl as he pulled the skinwalker closer, before he turned the slave and pushed him up against the wall, his hands wandered down to his crack and stroked his fingers over that tight ring of muscle.

[trxped]

tdevereaux·:

“I believe you,” he said, quickly, shrinking back a little himself.  The room was only so big and Thomas would soon run out of places to go that wasn’t ‘out the door’.  “I’m sorry, but you just hurt me, and most people would react this way,” he tried.  Yeah, in his head, this guy was something of a villain - it seemed most people were to him, these days.  “No, you don’t have to do that.”

“I understand that, but I am just doing my job.” he replied, glad the slave was at least calm enough to give motive to his bad behaviour.  “Good, because believe it or not, I try to be a nice person, and you’ve been making it difficult.” He wasn’t going to lie, this one, had almost pushed him in to action, but Afric managed to keep his temper, and now the slave backed down, it was easier to put his smile back on his face. “How about I find you a sandwich before I go?”

[trxped]

witchgawen·:

“So… things might change between you two?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.  Now a claim seemed like a rash decision on the master’s part.  “How often are claims rescinded?” he wondered not intending anything by it.  He was just curious.

“I don’t think there’s really anything to be proud about,” he hedged.  “Everyone has different personalities.  Different  upbringings.  Different reasons…”  Attitudes could easily be changed in one way or the other.  Gawen knew, if given the right circumstances, he’d likely exhibit as much attitude and irritation as the next slave.  It all depended on how people were treated.  “I’d be glad for a tour though.  I saw the city, but only briefly.  Through worry and a speeding car,” he admitted with a chuckle.

“Oh, no, i hope not, but I am aware it’s early days.” he replied and smiled to the other warlock “That won’t happen, well, i’m going to be optimistic and say it won’t. They happen more often than you think, but not when it’s the right fit.” And he personally felt as though he’d made the right choice with Kaleb.

“Then perhaps we’ll start at the coves and walk in to town for some food. We could get some take out and take it back for Kaleb to share.” he said with a shrug, knowing Gawen obviously cared about the skinwalkers feelings.

[trxped]

Do’s & Dont’s | Afric & Kaleb

[trxped]

whxtelxopard·:

Kaleb was honestly completely surprised when Afric told him he wasn’t just a slave in the warlock’s eyes, that he saw Kaleb as a lover, as his. It was a little hard for him to believe, to even understand but he gave a nod and would not call himself a slave in front of the other again as it clearly upset him and that was one thing Kaleb didn’t want to do. 

“I’ll be open and honest with you, I never planned not to be. I doubt there will ever be someone who I might want to have sex with besides you, but thank you for at least giving me the option to discuss it and not just denying me anything.” Kaleb told him honestly. “Was there anything else? Any other rules you had for me?”

Afric knew his words wouldn’t hold much weight, he knew it would be actions that show Kaleb he’s not just a slave, but that would take time. He would make it his mission to make Kaleb feel more than a slave from now on though, even if he wanted to stay firm on his rules. He wasn’t quite the jealous type, but he did mean it when he said he wanted something that was just his, that thought alone maybe him happy.

“I don’t want you to be unhappy here, if I wanted that, I’d of left you in the cells.” he said and smiled “I hadn’t thought much about any of this, I wasn’t planning to claim a slave till you showed up.” The Warlock admitted and gave a small shrug “I think maybe we should both think of rules. I now know you’d prefer I not fuck another in the house, so I won’t. We can make that a rule.” he didn’t mind, and if it meant their home was a safe place for both of them than he’d do it. He wanted Kaleb comfortable in his home, it was their home now.

“I thought I’d give you an allowance, I know you don’t have money, but if you want to go for a coffee with a friend, or buy yourself some clothes, you should be able to.” he said and smiled “But talking of friends, I’d prefer you ask before bringing anyone home, if that seems reasonable to you?”

[trxped]

Do’s & Dont’s | Afric & Kaleb

[trxped]

whxtelxopard·:

Being given options or being asked for his opinion wasn’t really something Kaleb was used to so he struggled to think of answers. He was far more used to being told what to do or being alone, in which case he made his own decisions that had no reflection on anyone else. “There isn’t anyone I want to have sex with, I mean I’ve not met anyone anyway. I just…don’t really like the double standards, but I understand I’m just a slave, its not like this is anything other than that. We’re not equals.” Kaleb shrugged, explaining his thought process. 

Blue and gold eyes turned up and looked at Afric. “I’m just warning you that I might get jealous because I’m a territorial animal, even if I don’t need to feel that way or shouldn’t because I’m a slave. It’s just an impulse I can’t control.” Kaleb tried to explain. 

“You’re not just a slave, I know this is hard for you to believe, but I don’t think of you as that, I think of you as my lover, my cat, as strange as that sounds. Just mine. So i don’t want to hear you saying that again.” he replied and shook his head, he knew it would be hard to believe but Kaleb wasn’t an object to him. 

“Well I as much as i like the thought of you being all jealous, it’s not what I want.” he said and sighed “How about if you ever feel like having sex with someone, you talk to me and we discuss it, and I promise to be open. I just don't want you to feel less than you are.”

[trxped]

whxtelxopard·:

Kaleb gave a purr that matched the sound that came from his leopard form at the nip to his neck and being called a good boy. He liked the feeling of being held, of Afric’s breathing, chest rising and falling against his back in a way that Kaleb could almost sync with. It was relaxing, comforting in a way the hybrid had never really felt before. 

When he felt the teasing strokes to his cock, Kaleb gasped softly, a small groan slipping from his lips. “Probably should clean up, but you won’t hear me complaining if you do.” Kaleb chuckled. He was reluctant to detangle himself from his master’s hold anytime soon so didn’t move until Afric did, content to remain as they were for as long as possible. 

Afric smiled at the way the Skinwalker felt, and he was pretty sure it was mutual. He grinned as Kaleb agreed they should clean up and he pulled himself free, feeling a little cold when he did. He didn’t go far, his hand slid in to Kalebs to pull him towards the bathroom.

Turning on the shower, he pulled Kaleb in to it with a smirk, kissing him even before the water turned warm. His hands slid down to the slaves ass, and he tried not to turn himself on too much, knowing they could do with getting clean first, but he was already throbbing with want.

[trxped]

Do’s & Dont’s | Afric & Kaleb

[trxped]

whxtelxopard·:

Kaleb listened as Afric explained thing to him. A small frown pulled at his face when he was told that while Afric would sleep with others if he so felt inclined, Kaleb was not to have sex with anyone other than the warlock. Part of him was frustrated to learn that he was confined and restricted while the other was not, although he shouldn’t be surprised, after all, he was a slave, just property in the grand scheme of things. Kaleb was reminded of his conversation with Kai and how the familiar had said his slave would have to learn to understand that he would always put his warlock first over his slave. “Alright.” Kaleb answered, not sure what else he could really say. It was unfair and it frustrated him, but he knew it would simply be something he’d have to live with. “I can’t really help but feel inadequate in some way. I’m not good enough that other slaves aren’t interesting and as a slave myself I’m not allowed to explore or branch out sexually. Either way, I just have to deal with the jealousy.” Kaleb spoke, mismatched eyes falling to his lap. “Snow leopards are very territorial, I can’t really help how I feel.”

Afric would never just see Kaleb as an object or a possession, but he was his, and although it was double standards, he wanted Kaleb to stay his. He hoped the slave would understand and maybe even give some rules of his own, but the skinwalker just said okay and that in itself was frustrating. 

The Warlock frowned and looked at the skinwalker, he was about to ask for some kind of response, but the slave spoke and there was a small sigh of relief. “Thats not true. You are good enough, what I do doesn’t reflect on how well you satisfy me.” he sighed and leaned back against the couch with a frown “Okay Kaleb, I don’t want you to curb your instincts, so would you prefer if we discuss sex with one person we both trust?” he asked “Or maybe if you want to have sex with another, you check with me first?” he didn’t like the idea, but he wanted Kaleb to be happy in his home and not feel like it was just another cell.

[trxped]

witchgawen·:

“Not fair…!”  Gawen glared jokingly.  The man was obviously pleading the fifth.  It was frustrating, but also amusing.  He liked that Afric wasn’t going to through any of the other masters under the bus.  At least he had integrity.  “Kaleb’s happy.  Athena’s happy.  That’s definitely a decent first impression.  Still skeptical though.  They got lucky, after all.”

The witch shrugged his shoulders carelessly at Afric’s question.  “I just hadn’t thought there was much outside this complex before.  Now… there’s more to see.  More to hope for.  It kind of sucks when you’re trying to accept your place here.”

“Well I can’t speak for Athena, but Kaleb’s claim with me still feels so new. I’d like to think he will remain happy, but time will tell.” He wasn’t going to lie, nobody knew what the future held. Afric was pretty sure the skinwalker would stay happy and content in his new home. “So you’re right to be skeptical.” he admitted.

“In that case, let’s go for a tour.” he smiled “I can’t help to find your place, but you’re doing well, you seem positive and that’s better than most in here. You should be proud of yourself.”

[trxped]

witchgawen·:

“Are you telling me there aren’t?” he asked, giving as good as he got.  It felt nice just to banter with someone here.  But Gawen doubted Afric knew just how much he appreciated the easy going humor.  “I don’t doubt that.  I’m just not sure if I feel the same right now.  The only claims I’ve seen have been your’s with Kaleb.  And Sammael’s with Athena.”

The witch gave the other a brief nod.  If Kaleb was alright with it, he was more than happy to take advantage.  The last good night’s sleep he’d had was almost five nights ago after all.  And even if that wasn’t an offering on the table right now, he wasn’t above asking for that little bit more.  “I’m assuming you live outside of this complex like Sammael did?” he asked, still wanting to know more about the place.

“I’m saying nothing.” Afric said with a smile, teasing the other warlock. “Then I hope you find a good claim if you decide that’s what you want!” he hoped the slave settled in enough to grow close to a master or mistress. “Hopefully we give a good impression.” he smiled.

“I live in the apartments just outside of town.” he said and smiled “Why?” he asked and gave a small smile.