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Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

Boss only gives me presents when he knows I'm looking for another job. He doesn't have much to worry about there though. No one wants to hire a halfling. Especially a halfling that's a stripper and has issues. Duncan shrugged, shaking his head as he watched the man sit, happy that he liked the couch. It's okay though. Boss takes care of me. He makes sure I eat at least once a day, and if I need anything, all I have to do is ask. I usually only sleep here on nights like this, nights that are really cold, or nights that I can't find someone else going at least part of the same direction I'm going to walk or ride with. I suppose you could say I sleep here fairly often. He giggled and leaned against the arm of the couch, wiggling around so that he was facing Sebastian. It gets pretty lonely, but there's no one waiting for me anywhere else, and the security here is top notch. It's much safer than sleeping in the tiny little apartment I got. Do you ever get lonely? The boy was rather curious and couldn't help but creep a bit closer to the man. He was just thinking the couch would have been the perfect size to stretch out with Sebastian. It was deep enough and long enough that they could lay together there and still have a little extra room. Slowly the little foxling crept up to him and settled back down in such a way that their fur barely brushed together. His fur was fluffy and silky all at the same time, a product of his time spent brushing and washing it to keep it that way.
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

Sebastian rested his chin gently on his knuckles as Duncan promptly launched himself into another energetic tirade. He was quite content to let the little foxling chatter away, and though the mention of a lack of food made Sebastian raise an eyebrow, he didnt interrupt. Talking seemed to be helping keep Duncan distracted from whatever had been upsetting him earlier. Do you ever get lonely? Sebastian shifted to rest his jowl against his hand in order to better look at the eager youngling. The tip of Sebastians tongue darted over his nose as he considered his answer, watching the boy settle himself right up close to him. He could have lifted his free hand from his thigh and touched his silken fur, if he had wanted to. It seemed that any apprehension Duncan had had was rapidly dissipating, and instead it was Sebastian who slipped into its sleeves. There was a very good reason that he did not purchase those private dances, and now he found himself alone with one of the most coveted strippers in the club. Well, yes. Sebastian finally replied, tightening his grip on his own leg. I suppose that is why I come here. He had never actually admitted it so plainly to anyone before least of all to himself. He swallowed thickly and changed the subject. Im sure you would be able to find a job anywhere you wanted. He said. Maybe even one closer to your home, and that way you wouldnt need your bosses help. Or do you like having someone to take care of you? The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them, and Sebastian closed his eyes in disbelief. This was none of his business, but it almost seemed as though Duncan needed and wanted to be taken care of to be tucked securely under a protective wing. It just so happened that Sebastian both needed and wanted to be needed. His cheek slipped from his hand and he scrubbed it across his face, making a groaning sound low in his throat. You dont have to answer that if you dont want to, Duncan. He said quickly.
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

Duncan was happy to have Sebastian talk, though he did notice how tense the other man seemed to be getting, and noticed how quickly he changed the subject. He happily let the subject go for a new one, not wanting his new friend to grow any more tense around him. He just wanted the man to smile at him again. Actually, I did try, both before and after I got this job, and no one wants to hire me. The background checks are always what puts them off, you see according to the system, I was never born. I don't have a legal birth certificate, and I can't get one because no one knows who my mother was. She gave my father a false name and left us both for new people and places. Duncan explained with a twinge of sorrow. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I can't answer your question, even though I want to. I've never really been taken care of before... My Father didn't know what to do with me when I was little, and in the end he got killed before I was three. From then on, I was forced to fend for myself. I didn't get sent to a foster home or an orphanage because I didn't exist to those people. I don't even have a last name. He admitted, a far away look on his face for a moment before he shook his head as if clearing it. Well it doesn't matter. I'll just live and try to change the world so no one else has to be alone, or not exist again. It's a very weird feeling to talk to the lady at the document office and have her tell you that you don't exist. She thought it was just absurd that I was standing there because I don't have a paper trail. You know what? He asked as he gave into the temptation to lean against the wolf, resting his furry head on the man's arm. Of all the people I've ever met, you're the fastest I've ever felt comfortable around. I'm not even scared of you anymore. Weird, right Sebastian?
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

Sebastians ears wilted. Now he felt like a complete and utter jackass, trivialising the younglings situation. It was not as though he thought the half breed had no sense of self, or could be bought with fine things, not at all. Stripping for a living had nothing to do with that, either. Somehow he could just imagine Duncan being content to be properly cared for to have more than just a fluffy couch in a tiny room like this. And it wasnt just because he was a gorgeous young little thing, either. Sebastian had just Well. Hed gotten that vibe . But who the hell was he to assume such a thing? He didnt know anything about the foxling other than what hed just been told, and his upbringing clearly hadnt been the most gentle or nurturing of times. Sebastian looked down at the youngster in surprise as he curled up by his side, resting his head against the lycans arm. Im glad, Sebastian answered thickly. His head was swimming. A natural reaction might be to open his arm and offer the fox a closer embrace, and the sinew in his shoulder even twitched as though he might do just that. To offer an embrace to an adorable, sweet little golden fox in a moment of vulnerability? Something deep and dominant inside him growled at the thought. It would be a dangerous tempt of fate. He looked down at the golden-furred youngling. He could reach over and lick the top of his head, or one of those long delicate ears if he wanted to. Stop it, Sebastian. He chastised himself. Duncan shifted himself slightly to get more comfortable, and the wolf caught a whiff of his musk. His scent wasnt as thickly clogged by fear anymore, and Sebastian suppressed a whine. He even smelled good. He truly was a monster for even thinking of taking advantage of sweet, vulnerable Duncan. He was torn. He felt as though he should go, for even though hed made no move on the foxling, he was tempted. He had come with the best of intentions, and part of him still wanted to stay and platonically comfort the delightful creature, but Sebastians tongue wet his nose again as Duncan squirmed around, catching a glimpse of the softer, slightly darker coloured fur peeking from between the half breeds shirt and pants. He whined, and just looked imploringly at Duncan.
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

Don't be sad for me. I'm alright. I'd like it if someone would care for me. I'm sure of it! I'm sorry I told you all of that... I didn't want to make you sad... The little foxling whimpered softly, licking at the man's face innocently. I'd really like it if you'd come and see me again... This is really nice. Duncan couldn't explain why, however he really wanted to spend more time with this man. From the way his ears were drooped over and the gentleness in which he handled the little creature told him that thi man was a good one, and wouldn't hurt him. The little halfling had gotten very good at reading people from his time on the streets. He knew all the secrets of card games, and could easily play someone out of a sum of cash. He'd had to be able to eat at times. Being as cute and small as he was had worked to his advantage as well. It made people more likely to take pity on him and give him food, water, or a little bit of cash. It hadn't been easy living on the streets but he had done it, all the while dreaming of a day when he'd have someone to hug him and comfort him when he needed it, a warm place to sleep, roof over his head, and food to eat. Now he had three of those things, and was almost willing to give up on the fourth. He now began to wonder what being held by this wolf would be like. Thunk, thunk, thunk! Duncan, I'm coming in. With that, the door swung open to reveal the burly form of the club's owner, dressed in his usual suit and tie. His eyes, which had been checking Sebastian out for signs of a threat, softened when he saw that Duncan was trying to hide behind the wolf, the little foxling had been startled by the knocking on the door. Duncan, you are just too cute. I promise I'm not here to tease you. I just wanted to see who the intruder you invited into your room was. At the man's explanation, Duncan stopped trying to squeeze himself between Sebastian and the couch, instead settling for snuggling with the man's arm. He smiled softly up at the owner, a bit of his earlier nervousness returning as he played with the fur on Sebastian's arm gently. I'm sorry, Mr. Kinsbury... This is my friend Sebastian. He's one of the VIP members here... Duncan explained, keeping his eyes squarely on Sebastian's arm. Duncan sweetie, don't be sorry. You are aloud to have friends. I'm not going to eat you or anything, so you can relax. The man teased, however at the eat part, the little foxling looked alarmed. Eat me?!? Why on Earth would you want to do that?!? He exclaimed with a glance at the owner as if he was evaluating the truth to that statement. It was a joke, little fox. I was teasing you. Opps. I told you I wouldn't do that didn't I? The owner chuckled when the halfling nodded enthusiastically.
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

The swipe of the others tongue against his cheek made Sebastian stiffen and his ears prick up again. He hadnt expected that reaction at all, for he hadnt been sad as much as contemplative. But now, all he could do was stare at the little fox with his mouth hanging slightly open in surprise. The sudden thudding at the door made Sebastians lip curl, but there was no time to protest the intrusion as Mr. Kinsbury barged on in. Sebastian forced himself to adopt a more neutral expression, but his lip continued to twitch agitatedly despite all efforts. He didnt really know the club owner despite his regular patronage of the facility. What the man did with his time really didnt concern Sebastian, but the condescending way he treated the halfling who was supposedly one of his best entertainers did. Not to mention the way his presence affected Duncans demeanour. The youngling had been settling himself into a quiet contentment just moments ago, and now seemed to be vacillating between nervousness and uncertainty once more. Sebastians eyes grew hard as he watched Kinsbury the hackles on the back of his neck rising of their own accord. Something wasnt quite right here. My apologies, Sebastian interrupted. He was careful to regulate the authority of his tone, lest the other man become aggressive in response. I hope I did not give your other staff any cause for concern by visiting with Duncan. We just happened to cross paths and I couldnt pass up the opportunity to sit and chat with him for a time. The deliberately omitted the turn of events that had led to such a meeting. Was there something pressing that you needed him to tend to? Sebastian asked diplomatically. The wolf had what he hoped was an ace up his sleeve. Only I would like to visit with him a little longer. I was hoping he might be agreeable to performing for me. It left a sour taste in his mouth to speak of the foxling as though he were a commodity, although he certainly did not consider him to be one. While he thought the the half breed an exotic beauty, right now Sebastian was more interested in Duncans contentment than his dancing. If it meant swallowing his pride and parting ways with a handful of bills to allow the youngster to relax again, so be it.
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

He'd love to preform for you, but only when he is on the clock. When he's off, he is not aloud to preform for customers. You keep that in mind, alright Duncan? Make sure you eat something before you go to sleep, Duncan dear. With that, the man was gone, closing the door back behind him, except he really closed it instead of leaving it ajar as Sebastian was done. The owner was a peculiar man, he wouldn't harm Duncan, but his erratic behavior scared Duncan, and the man seemed to enjoy watching the little creature's fear. I'm sorry about that... He comes and goes like that a lot... Duncan explained as he smoothed the fur on the larger wolf's arm. I never could quite adjust to that, even after he saved me from his brother... The foxling couldn't help the low whimper of distress he gave at the very mention of the man's brother. His fur bristled in fear, and he shrank against the wolf a bit before rather erratically changing the subject. So dinner... Have you eaten yet? Would you like to eat with me? He asked, rubbing his head against Sebastian's shoulder fondly. Please? Please would you eat with me? We can eat whatever you want. I'm not picky... Please? His moment of distress was gone and he now had his large, pleading eyes peaking out at the wolf's own. His fluffy tail was now wagging excitedly, truly eager to spend more time with the man as well as eat. The little halfling still was getting use to being able to eat every night, and was always excited about food of any kind. It didn't matter to him what it tasted like, he just wanted to fill his hungry belly.
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

Sebastians heavy gaze bored into the door long after the other man had disappeared behind it. It took Duncans whimpering for his attention to revert back to the youngling, and the wolf replied with a soft whine of sympathy. A moment of silence ensued, and Sebastian simply watched Duncan continuing to carefully smooth down the grey and black fur of his arm. It had been a long, long time since anyone had touched Sebastian in such a platonic, comforting way, and he hadnt realised just how much he missed simple, affectionate touches like this. His expression was soft by the time Duncan looked up at him imploringly, and again the wolf was reduced to a smile. His anxiety and nerves were gone, and his face was bright with cautious optimism. Sebastian found everything about the young fox so endearing, but he couldnt help but wonder how wide the age gap between them was. He guessed that Duncan might be around 19, perhaps 20 at the most, but there was no way to know without asking. Sebastian was, to his detriment, 26. He wasnt old by any stretch of the imagination, but the simple fact made him very aware of the possible age gap between the two of them. Of course Ill have dinner with you, he replied quietly, suppressing the thoughts that flooded through his mind. He was getting far, far too ahead of himself. But only if youll allow me to treat you. He knew there was table service at the club, but it was mostly standard snack fare. He didnt think the fox would be interested in going out to eat, given his predisposition to anxiety, but ordering in might be difficult. He didnt even know if it would be possible to have food delivered.
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

Really? Thank you so much, Sebastian! We can go eat at the Diner, Alice lets me eat me eat in the employee dining area, or we can call in a pizza, Chinese food, or burgers I know people that work at those, and they'll bring it me. We could go somewhere else too, if you want? I'd offer to cook for you, but I don't keep more than some lettuce and summer sausage here, or at my apartment. I really can't afford much more, and I don't have the means to cook much more. He admitted, his eyes going wide when the wolf offered to treat him. You'd really do that for me? Thank you Sebastian! This is going to awesome! The energetic little foxling was practically jumping up and down, however he did pause to give the man a lick to his muzzle to show his gratitude. Can we eat dinner together often? I would really like to see you a lot! The little fox-wolf hopped up and began to excitedly pace around the couch, happily wagging his fluffy tail, which brushed up against Sebastian every time he went close to the wolf. He was just so overjoyed that not only would be getting to eat and not have to pay for it, he would be getting to eat with Sebastian. The little creature was quickly growing very attached to the man, which both scared him and elated him. He was scared because he knew there was a chance that Sebastian would walk away after this and he'd never see the man again, and elated because he was just so happy to be friends sort of with this wolf.
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

Sebastian chuckled softly at Duncans excitement. It didnt seem to take much to make him smile, which only begged the question of just what had made him so sad earlier that evening. Sebastian barely had time to contemplate that before Duncans tongue swiped at the side of his cheek, stopping him still. The effect that the foxling was having on the wolf was surprising him. The more and more affectionate he was, the harder it was becoming for Sebastian to contain himself. The wolf canted his head to one side as Duncan cavorted about on the couch. Im perfectly happy to have whatever you would like, though I would probably be more inclined to suggest a cheeseburger. Sebastian wasnt a fast food aficionado by any means, but to him this sounded like the least messy option. He shifted a little and pulled his cell phone out of his back pocket, offering it to Duncan so he might call and place the order. Next time though, maybe you might like to come to my house for dinner. You could take a swim in the pool while I fix our meal.
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

Duncan was generally a happy little creature, and was quite easy to satisfy. He also loved to help people and make those he cared for happy. The more time he spent in the wolf's company, the more he wanted to spend time with the man and let him spoil the foxling. He was quickly discovering that he felt safe with him, and even if the wolf came onto him, the larger man wouldn't force him into anything, he would let Duncan choose. He didn't really know what it was about Sebastian that made him trust the man, however he did know that he trusted him. Alright. I'll call Mr. Freddy then. Duncan carefully took the phone, quickly punching the number in, treating the device as if it was made of glass. You have a pool?!? I'd love to have dinner at your house. I don't know how to swim... Would you teach me? His eyes were really hopeful as he punched the talk button and waited. After a moment he smiled and began to speak. Hello Mr. Freddy. This is Duncan. I'd like my usual and... He turned to Sebastian. I'm sorry. I forgot to ask what you wanted... The man on the phone said something that made the foxling huff. I'm 24 now and will be 25 soon. I am perfectly capable of getting my own condoms when I decide to do that.... No I don't need tips... Look pervert, I just met this guy. I don't think he's interested like that. Just let me order burgers please! The foxling shook his head fondly at the man on the other end of the line.
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

The phone call connected before Sebastian could say that yes, he would teach the fox to swim if he wished it. The wolf lounged back while Duncan was occupied on the phone, crossing one leg over the other and stretching his arm along the back of the sofa. He gazed idly about while he waited, eyes roving over the general clutter of Duncans possessions magazines, half-drunk bottles of water and soda, discarded clothes. Sebastians muzzle twitched, keeping an ear on the one-sided conversation taking place on the phone. He interjected long enough just to say that a cheeseburger and fries would be just fine. So Duncan was 24. Sebastian felt a little twinge of relief. Not that he would have turned the fox away if he had been younger, but experience was against him in terms of age differences. Besides, the fox acted as though he was younger than he was, and Sebastian couldnt deny that he liked it. The wolf swiped a hand absently over his mouth, wondering where hed even got the gall to expect that something would eventuate between them. That same black edged ear focussed more intently on the conversation taking place. Condoms? He turned to look at Duncan, who was quickly trying to de-escalate the situation. Sebastian just blinked, not saying a word until the fox had terminated the call. What was all that about? he asked gently, holding his hand out to take back his phone. It was the least confronting of the questions that had come to his mind, but he was not at all upset with the fox.
Thread: A stripper's sorrow. (Sixth x Hummingbird-in-a-Box)

Sorry about all that. The food will be here in twenty minutes. Mr. Freddy is just a little perverse... He's a good guy though. He use to give me the leftover stuff that the restaurant was tossing out. He and Alice, who co-owns one of the local diners, took care of that time I got sick. Without them, I most likely would have died. Duncan explained as he returned the phone to Sebastian, happily sitting down and snuggling up to the wolf once more. That was a long time ago. Now the two of them fuss over me like I'm 15 again. I think they'd flip out if they realized what actually happened all those times they doctored me up after I got beat up. The streets are not kind to those who are unable to help themselves. The two of them are also the ones that took me to get my std testing so I could work here. Now that was some scary stuff... I came up clean thankfully. How bad would it have sucked to have finally gotten a job, only to be dropped for having a disease I couldn't help? He sighed and hurried his face into the man's fur. Is there... anything you wanted to know about me? We can take turns asking questions if you want, although we can pass certain ones if they get too weird... He smiled up at the wolf, excited to learn more about his new companion.