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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 5, 2011 16:54:16 GMT -5
The large condo was pleasent and clean. A very modern and crisp design with a slight spanish flavour to it. It also had a sweet smell of salt water to it. And as the soft morning light would slowly make its way through the windows and warming the building's inside. The soft breeze would lift the curtains giving some life to the place.
There was a splash from one of the pools downstaires as one would approch they would see the pool was large and deep. With a coral reef and kelp. It even had shools of fish. Enough splash as a sweeping silver tail caused the fish to dissaper in fright as a large shark guilded along.
Nico enjoyed his morning swim as he let his mind wonder and thinkabout his actions last night. The beautiful boy was still asleep in the bedroom he put him in across from his own room. Would he wake up soon? He hoped so.
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Post by arthur on Sept 5, 2011 17:07:01 GMT -5
It was early when Arthur woke, but his eyes didn't want to open. He felt the warmth and comfort beneath his saw and bruised skin and he believed he was still dreaming as he tried to sit up without hurting himself further. His eyes were blinded by the small amount of light creeping through the curtains and looking down at himself he noticed he was missing his trousers, this worried him slightly. He carefully stood, hissing as he limbs rejected the movement as he slipped back on his ripped, blood and dirt stained jeans.
He looked around, noticing the window latches were still locked he sighed, going towards the door. Arthur opened it as quietly as possible and began to creep out. He wondered for a while if the man who had bought him was real at all, and if he would stay as nice as he was before. I'd feel bad if i ran now, after he was so nice to me... He thought to himself, having a small look around the hall way he had come out onto, trying to listen for any movement he could hear throughout the house.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 5, 2011 17:11:59 GMT -5
Nico had now changed back and pulled on his jeans and a shirt being mostly dry bar his hair. Walking up top the main hall he stopped hearing the padding of feet. He smiled calling up the staires. "Nice to see your awake." He called before headin to the kitchen to shove some waffles in the microwave to heat them up.
In minuets the sweet baked goodness had invaded the house with its scent. "You coming down for breakfast runt or do i need to drag you down?" He called again in a cheery tone as he poured some apple juice for the boy and himself.
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Post by arthur on Sept 5, 2011 17:24:59 GMT -5
Arthur froze hearing the voice from down the hall and his heart beat rose slightly, almost in a panic. He watched the way the voice had come from and when no one came towards him he became curious, and started to walk towards it, each step hurt him and he winced. There wasn't much he could do about his stomach, which twisted almost with excitement when the promise of good food was in the air and he tried to hurry a little faster to where the bodiless voice had come from.
"I'm not a runt..." He huffed, coming around the door to the kitchen with a slight hint of a pout on his pretty little face. He lent on the door frame slightly for support and his eyes scanned the man in front of him, he looked just as good as he did the night before and there was a slight hint of red on Arthur's face as he noticed his brilliant eyes, he was indeed attractive, and Arthur felt suddenly very embarrassed about his current state, he must have really looked a mess right now.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 5, 2011 20:24:05 GMT -5
He placed the plate and glass down on a small breakfast bar in the center and smiled. "Come and eat then i will run you a hot bath. I found some of my old clothes... they will still be a tad big but enough till we buy some more." He said as the eggo chocolate chip waffles had a small sprints of whipped creamed on top and a few blue berries to add to the treat. The master was acting like the slave this had to be an odd concept for the boy but he could smell the boy fear. And much to popular belief Nico was not a fan of being feared.
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Post by arthur on Sept 5, 2011 20:52:53 GMT -5
It was a strange thing to watch, Arthur hadn't been cooked for since he lived with his parents and his heart sunk a little remembering this. He walked carefully to the seat the food was in front of and as he sat down he made no sound. "Thank you..." He spoke in a soft voice, far softer than it should have been for a man of his looks and he was looking down, unable to look Nico in the eyes. He felt his cheeks redden and his stomach actually flipped a little as his hunger couldn't subside any longer, picking up the cutlery placed out for him he began to eat, almost like an animal, it was a strange thing to watch indeed.
It didn't take long for Arthur to devour the food he had been cooked and and pushed the plate away, hiccuping a little wishing he hadn't eaten so fast. He then started to worry about his situation. Why's he doing this? Maybe I should... Arthur stood, still hiccuping and carried the plate to the sink, still not looking at his 'master', he immured it in water and began to clean, really wondering if it were the right way to go about someone's house.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 5, 2011 21:01:41 GMT -5
Nico gently stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "Relax....Don't worry about that for now. That was not the reason you were brought. Come on follow me if you please. I think a hot bath will do you good right now." With that he lifted the others hands outof the dish water and dried them for him ever so gently. Before leading him up to the large luxery bathroom.
He knelt by the bath and turned the taps on ajust the water to be hot but not overly hot. Placing the plug down he turned it on and let it fill dropping in some nice scented bubble bath that would sooth his aches and pains. "Right that should be full soon." Looking over his shoulder at him. "I guess I should introduce myself. I am Nico Tiburón but you may call me Nico. The room you woke up to is yours but please. You are no longer a slave, you can chose to leave but i would prefer if you stayed."
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Post by arthur on Sept 5, 2011 21:22:46 GMT -5
If you didn't buy me for that? Then what for? Arthur had to say he had never been so confused by a man in his life, and he had tried dating a few before he was taking as a slave. Arthur was shocked at how such a frightening looking man had such a gentle touch when his hands were dried and then He walked with Nico, a little slower than him but keeping up all the same and as he walked into the bathroom he was very surprised at the size of it.
He walked over to the bath and carefully took his own top off, not worrying about being half naked, not even in front of someone he still considered a strange. There were marks and bruises all over his back and as he heard Nico's words he turned, almost believing he must have misheard. "W-what?" He stuttered, still looking at him as if he must have been mad, "But... why... If you. I don't understand." He walked over to Nico, somewhat forgetting his currently shirtless-ness. He stared at him, conflicted eyes, he had planned to run anyway but this was obscure.
"I can't stay if you say I can go... My parents are waiting for me to come home. I need to go to them."
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 5, 2011 21:28:13 GMT -5
Nico listened to the boy his eyes lazily roaming over his back taking in the bruises. At least he had oitment for those. He turned the taps off. "Then you are free to return to them." He nodded but a glint in his eyes would be sad for the lost. "You are always welcome to return though....i'll drive you home after your bath." He then strode over to the cupboard removing the first aid kit. "I'm sure there worried for you...." trailing off his eyes glazed over briefly lost in his own memories before he shook it off. "I'll get you those clothes now. Please hop straight in i didn't make it overly hot." With that he strode from the room.
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Post by arthur on Sept 5, 2011 21:39:40 GMT -5
Arthur watched Nico and made sure to look confident as he spoke, as if he felt right about what he was doing but as soon as the man had left he began taking off his clothes, shaking slightly. He felt horrid, his words had made him want to choke, how could he do this to such a kind person? He carefully got into the water, hissing as some of his cuts regected the feeling of it against his skin but he slowly got used to it. He hadn't planned to bath for long but he took his time, washing any dirt and blood from himself and washing his hair very well, he wanted his parents to think he had been treated very well while he had been gone.
Taking his time Arthur pulled himself out the bath and released the water, watching it swirl into the plug before wrapping a towel around his waist. He bit his lip, wondering what to do next. He eventually decided to go look for the man, and thank him properly, whilst secretly hoping he would look a little happier than he had just done. H walked from the bathroom and started to follow the direction he thought he saw the man leave.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 6, 2011 2:13:00 GMT -5
At his pointg Nico had returned with the clothes fresh from the tumble dryer so they were all soft and snuggly warm. He had even gone to the store to buy the boy some underwear when he had been asleep. He spotted him. "Ah your done." He smiled gently grasping the boys shoulder and guided him back to the bathroom sitting him down on the closed toilet seat. Opening the first aid kit he got out various needed items and then started to rub soothing gel gently into the bruises.
"You still havn't told me you name..." He said softly into the boys ear as he moved from one bruise to the next. He was enjoying the current the boy was giving off. Oh so intresting in so many ways. He would be sad to see they boy go but hey clearly this was karma's way of kicking him in the crotch. Give him a perfect boy that not only intreiged him but was as adorable as a button then snatch him away.
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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 9:20:04 GMT -5
Arthur allowed himself to be led by Nico and sat down as he was meant to. He was unsure of what to say or do because his stomach felt sick with guilt and he wanted nothing but to stay and thank him, but he missed his family so. He hissed a little as the gel rubbed into his back before blushing at the sound of Nico's voice in his ear, it was soothing and such a lovely sound to hear. "I haven't?" He muttered, feeling somewhat ashamed of himself that he had forgotten such an important thing. "Sorry... My name is Arthur, Arthur Molyneux." He tried to turn a little, to watch Nico's face as he helped with his beatings.
"Nico I'm.... I'm sorry that I have to go..." He whispered, a real sense of humility in his voice, it sounded like he truly meant to too. "But I would accept your offer to visit... if you still meant it?" He wanted nothing more than the man before him to smile, look a little happier if only to make himself feel a little better about leave. He hoped it would work.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 6, 2011 9:43:54 GMT -5
Nico smiled. "Your always welcome to visit..." He made a note to give Arthur his buisnuess card so the boy could call him. Soon the bruises were dealt with and Nico stood and moved outside to let Arthur change in private. Letting himself enjoy the smells and currents he got being so close to the boy. As much as he would love to take the boy to his room and have his way with him he could tell he was fearful and shy to touch.
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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 9:50:00 GMT -5
Arthur made sure to smile at Nico as he left, and although his smile always looked nervous he felt a little happier than he had before and not as bad. He made an effort to dress and although the clothes were the wrong size he looked a lot smarter than he had when he had entered the house last night, almost as if he were a different man entirely. He brushed his hair down with his hands and looked himself over in the mirror, wanting to look not only respectable but a part of him wanted to look good for Nico.
It took only Arthur only minutes to dry and dress and he was soon out in the hallway with Nico, stood a little shyly away from him and trying not to look as embarrassed as he felt. He couldn't help but bite his lip and wonder how most normal people would deal with this situation that he was in, but nothing came to him, which made him stay silent, unable to really think.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 6, 2011 9:57:24 GMT -5
Nico smiled to the boy. He looked rather good and adorable in his old clothes. Digging for his car keys he lead the boy back to his car. As they walked he reached into his pocket and handed the boy a small white bisnuess card. Shark Lawfirm read neatly on the top in navy writting and a silver outline of a shark filled the background. Nico's full name and all his contact details and the office's address was printed in neat black letters. "If you ever need me just try them numbers till you get me. I generally answer." He opened the passenger door for Arthur before moving to the driver side.
Setting up his car's built in satnav he looked back to the timid boy. "Where do your parents live?" he asked softly feeling a bit sad he had to let this one go. But then again he was a dangerous shifter to be stuck with long term.
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