Thread: Trial of Servitude (Shirokuma & Marcus Roman)

Arian didnt know what to expect when he was grabbed, part of him even expected Brago to break his jaw, perhaps a worthy punishment for his unauthentic claim to sexual experience. Hearing the wolf call him small really shouldnt have hurt as much as it did considering how most creatures probably appeared small to Brago. Being called silly by a primitive animal-like creature was bad enough, but Arian had been called small countless times in his life, and not once had it been in a positive way. Arian didnt know why Brago had bothered to accept his offer either to be honest. Unlike the other ugly males that had made passes at him, Arian could tell that Brago was handsome by anthro standards, and even if he wasnt the hard muscled body was something anyone could appreciate. Especially a scrawny little guy like Arian used to dream of one day having such a physique when he was a child. He could only assume that the reason Brago had accepted his offer was either to humour him, or because Arian had offered services for what Arian figured was the standard price. Hed seen prostitutes selling themselves for much higher during his life, but they were all gorgeous women wearing silken garments and housed in expensive living buildings. There were others that worked on the streets of course, but none of them looked financially well off, in fact most seemed malnourished, and thin. Hence the reason Arian had set his price to the equivalent of a loaf of bread. Prett-what? Arian interjected, looking extremely pissed by the compliment that he interpreted as a further insult against his actual gender. Though despite the annoyed exterior, a faint blush surfaced on his cheeks indicating how part of his anger came from wanting to hide his embarrassment. Compliments werent his strong point after all. He would have said something unpleasant too, but the hushed heated air that brushed against the boys skin as Brago described him left Arian speechless. His mouth opening and closing twice, before deciding that he really couldnt say anything to such a graphical description without making him seem like a complete idiot. Waiting for Brago to pull away, Arian hesitated a bit before reluctantly trailing after the wolf, keeping a bit more distance between himself and the wolf this time so that hed at least have time to react if Brago decide to shove him around again. Bragos words were so wrong, it reminded Arian how they came from completely different walks of life. The attitude of deal with it only worked for those that had power. If Brago did something Arian didnt like the boy would simply have to deal with it. Though if Arian did something Brago didnt like, deal with it was hardly a likely response. The world was the same. People like him had to suck up to the world, gain its favour in hopes of being stuck by miraculous luck. If the world judged him to be unworthy it hed starve, be beaten, and be left vulnerable to all sorts of torturous occurrences. With no further words to offer the wolf, Arian fell deathly silent. The light footsteps that followed the wolf the only indication of the boys existence. It was clear Brago had struck a nerve, and while Arian was going to deal with it the only way he could. Silently sulk and hope that the thought would pass sooner rather than later.