Thread: Trial of Servitude (Shirokuma & Marcus Roman)

The longer Arian was forced to wait, the more nervous he got. He didnt want to cross paths with the creature he was waiting for, but if Brago didnt come wandering over soon, the white haired boy would be forced to spend the night in the foul stinky alley. Eventually hed have to return home and report that their informant had provided them with inaccurate information, the poor guy would undoubtedly be lynched, and Arian too would be punished in some form. Conflicted and confused as to what he really wanted, hed been drawing circles with his feet when a rough feral growl called out to him from seemingly nowhere. The harsh hostile tone making Arians body tense up and blood go cold. Hed made up his mind that moment. He didnt want to meet the crimson wolf. If Arian had to die, hed rather die by the hands of his barbaric masters. Not some freakish unpredictable monstrosity. All Arian could do was hold his breath and silently hope that Brago would go away. Though making the wolf wait was probably not the best idea, and as the savage growl increased in pitch, Arian gnawed at his bottom lip, before forcing his shaky legs to take a few steps forwards. Hesitantly stepping out of the shadows and into the centre of the alley. His blue eyes only caught a brief glance of a towering silhouette standing at the entrance before they were closed tightly in fear. His mind trying to purge the shadow from his mind so that the rest of his body would take one step closer to the wolf. It only took a single glance to work out Arian wasnt a vengeful thug. His slender arms and lithe frame made him look more like an orphaned thief if anything else a rather successful one too since he wasnt just skin and bones. S-sir? he stuttered, his feet refusing to step any closer to the savage creature. Arians entire body trembled with fear, screaming at him for his suicidal actions. Co-could you will you buy me? Arian whimpered, expecting Brago to lunge and rip him to shreds at any moment now. Male prostitutes werent uncommon in this day and age, and many were open to the idea of sleeping with another male if it were purely for the sake of pleasure. Arian himself had gotten a few offers over the years, ranging from the homeless drug addicts, right up to a plump wealthy corporate man. His Owners often referred to him as a sissy, or a chick that was born with a dick between his legs. An insult which Arian thought was highly offensive, but it wasnt like he could ask them to stop or anything. Despite the offers though hed never once accepted the filthy offers, disgusted by the prospect of letting someone touch and feel his body. He had no intentions of doing anything sexual with Brago either, but if he was going to approach the wolf under the guise of a prostitute he realized hed have to let the wolf feel him up at least a little bit. One one night two copper pieces please I havent eaten anything in three days he continued, offering a price that was too good to be true, two copper pieces would be enough for a decent soup, or a loaf of bread, and was far less than what a normal girl or guy in the business would charge. He wasnt lying about not eating either. His owners had refused to feed him as of late, citing that it was time he grew up and earned his keep. Hunger wasnt that big an issue since it wasnt the first time Arian had been deprived of food, and while itd be physically draining the last two days, his body had sort of adapted to the pain by the time hed woken today.