Ever since Raphael had claimed Onyx, Mason had stayed away out of pure principle, not wanting to socialise with or get to know anymore slaves that his master decided to claim. He wasn't jealous as such, but after so long under Raphael's ownership, he couldn't help but feel as though the councilman was slowly replacing his outdated toys with newer ones. Charlie had been the first one to go, and he thought it was only time until he found himself discarded in some way, whether that was back to the undercroft or turned into one of Raphael's grotesque creations.
His heat was affecting him way more than he wanted it to, his body still not used to it despite being a werewolf for a good few years. Every heat week felt brand new, and the fact that he could smell Onyx nearby was killing him slowly. He moved out of his room and towards Onyx's, pushing the door open slowly to reveal the needy thunderbird, Mason's dark eyes roaming over the other's form. "You look like you're coping about as well as I am."
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He had been aware of Raphael's other slaves, with him currently living with one it was hard to ignore. He tried to keep to himself as much as he could, mostly as to avoid his master at all possible. Which he knew wasn't always something he could do, Raphael had a way of finding him when he wanted him the least. Thinking about him now made him both annoyed and incredibly horny, a thought he knew his master would get amusement from. At least he was given him some grace by allowing him without the cage, it having caused more problems than he ever needed.
When his door was slowly opened he expected it to be the ghoul but was surprised to see it wasn't. It was Mason, one of Raphael's he hadn't yet met as he lived in the village. He almost felt a tinge of jealousy at that, then reminding himself he was still the ghouls property. "Mm, you caught me at a vulnerable moment." He said, looking towards him, feeling the others heat. "You want to cope with this together? Guessing that's why you're here."















