My Slave
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Drama › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
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5,093
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1
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New Home
The first time Darius flinched away from him made Justin feel bad…worse then bad actually. He felt like there was nothing he could do for this boy that would make him whole again. The poor boy had been broken by a heartless man who didn’t even care what he had done. He sighed softly as he kneeled down in front of the slave…former slave if he had any say about it, reaching out to touch the smaller man as gently as he could. “Hello Darius.” He murmured, using the others name to try to establish trust with him. He knew that if he had used a salve name like pet or boy or slut, the small elf trembling in front of him would never open up to him. “I’m your new master, I think you’re going to like living with me.”
Darius had no idea at that point how right Justin was.
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Moving into a new house was strange for me…more then strange actually.
You want to know the strangest part?
I have a bedroom…a BEDROOM.
With a bed to sleep on and everything…It was strange…
When I asked about chains and cages, master got mad…but not at me. He had explained it to me like this, I’m not a slave anymore…I don’t have to stay here but at long as I do, I’m going to be comfortable…
What am I supposed to do about that?
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“Master…” The word was soft and hesitant. Darius’s hands were twisting in the oversized shirt he wore as he looked up at Justin from his kneeling position at his feet. He had been told he didn’t have to do that…that he could sit in a chair like a normal person…he was just more comfortable like this. He was used to this position and it wasn’t something he wanted to automatically change.
Justin looked down from his reclined position in the over stuffed chaise lounge, making a soft noise as he looked at Darius. “Hmmm?” He asked, his hand sliding down to brush gently through Darius’s hair. “What do you need Darius?” He asked. It had taken weeks for the little one to get use to his…petting but now, at least he didn’t flinch every time he reached out to touch him.
Darius swallowed a bit, actually finding himself liking the gentle touches he received from the man he happily called master. It had been so different…even when he slipped up and did something unforgivable for a slave, Justin just brushed it off and told him to try to do it again. He had never been given a second chance…but even if he knew that Justin would give him another chance, he still felt a deep seated fear whenever he messed up. “You said…we’re going shopping.” Darius looked up, his eyes widening a bit when Justin nodded. “You mean…I’m going with you?”
Justin frowned a bit, tilting Darius’s head up a bit. “Why wouldn’t you be allowed to go with me? Why would I want to leave you alone?” He asked, looking a bit upset at the thought. He hadn’t gotten the entire story from Darius but apparently he had been treated fairly badly by the man he had bought him from. It almost made him sick to his stomach to think of someone hurting Darius that bad. How could someone hard someone that cute? Seriously, wasn’t being cute supposed to save them from harm? He just shook his head, smiling again. “Of course you’re going with me, it will be fun, I want to get you some clothes that will fit too, you look like you’re drowning in my clothes.”
Darius looked a little shocked but just nodded, hiding his smile until he looked down so Justin didn’t see it, slaves weren’t supposed to smile. “Thank you master.” He murmured softly, playing with the end of his long hair as he sat there. It was just amazing how much his life had changed in these few weeks. He was being treated like a…human. His hair was never dirty like it had constantly been before; he got to curl up on a warm, comfortable bed every night…and if he got scared…master would curl up with him. Even through his nightmares, Justin had just held him. Michael had beaten him for them…he always had when he disturbed his sleep. Now…now Justin was going to buy him clothes…and he was going to let him walk around and shop with him…it was just amazing.
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The store was a strange experience…
Not as strange as having my own bed…but strange.
Mas…Justin…Justin had taken me to so many different places. He had told me during our trip that he didn’t like me calling him master…he said it made him feel weird. He must really be serious about not keeping me a slave…and I’m not quite sure how I feel about that yet…
He bought me so many different things…clothes and shoes, stuff for my hair so I could pull it back away from my face when it annoys me. He even bought me sketch pads and drawing supplies because I let it slip that I like drawing…no one had ever done something like that for me before…
Even though all the changes made me nervous and a little off kilter…I was really loving them…I could even feel something unforeseen happening…
I was starting to like Justin…in a way I hadn’t ever liked someone before…
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“Darius!”
Darius jumped, his eyes wide as Justin called his name from the kitchen. He looked up from the portrait he had been painting of the previously mentioned man, wiping his paint covered hands on his already paint splattered clothes. Justin had sat up a painter’s studio for him after finding out that he liked to do more then just draw. He had been happily living with the other man for a couple months now and he knew what he had felt all that time ago was true. He had really started liking Justin in that more then friendly way. He still got a bit frightened still though when he heard loud noises or Justin moved too fast…it was just an ingrained reaction that he never thought he would be able to get rid of. “Yes?” He asked, wiping his hands against his pants again as he walked into the kitchen. He was still nervous but the worst that could happen here would he would be scolded…Justin would never physically hurt him…at least he hoped not…he hadn’t ever done it before.
Justin just smiled when Darius walked into the kitchen, standing in front of the table. He was clearly hiding something but didn’t seem to be worried about what he was hiding at all. “Come here.” He said, gesturing towards the smaller man. He smiled again when Darius stepped forward without hesitating, looking up at Justin with eyes completely devoid of fear. Justin really, really enjoyed that, it had taken him such a long time to get Darius not to fear him. “So, I decided since your papers didn’t come with a birth date, we would make today your birthday.” He said, stepping aside to show Darius a cake as well as a pile of presents. There were candles lit on the cake, just waiting for Darius to blow them out. “Don’t thank me, don’t feel bad about it.” Justin murmured, knowing that Darius questioned if he deserved things all the time just touching Darius’s cheek softly. “Just enjoy it, ok?”
Darius smiled and nodded but couldn’t stop his eyes from tearing up a little. This was…by far, the sweetest thing that anyone had ever done for him. “A birthday?” He asked, sniffling a bit as he walked forward, looking at all the different things on the table. “My birthday?” He murmured, still looking like he didn’t totally believe it. “Really?”
Justin just nodded, brushing his hand through Darius’s multi hued hair. “Yes, it’s your birthday.” He murmured, chuckling when the weepy man standing in front of him suddenly jumped him for a tight hug. He didn’t even think about the paint getting all over his clothes, to tell the truth, he really couldn’t care less about it. He just rubbed his back, letting him cuddle as much as he wanted. “Now, blow out the candles little one and make a wish, anything you want.”
Darius nodded as he pulled back, looking down at the cake as he thought. He pulled away from Justin at that, leaning down and closing his eyes as he blew the candles out, a simple but heart felt wish filtering through his mind.
Please…just let me stay with this man for the rest of my life.
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The first loud boom of thunder made Darius jerk up in his bed, a slightly frightened cry escaping his throat. He jumped again when lightening cut across the sky, illuminating his dark room for a split second before disappearing again. He curled up around himself, whining when another shock of thunder shook the house, making him tremble. Storms had always been the worse…when he lived with Michael he had lived in a leaky basement and had always ended up getting sick when storms hit…not to mention the time when the storm had caused part of the ceiling to collapse on his cage, trapping him inside.
Storms…scared him even more then the anticipation of a slap.
He whined again when lightening flashed across his room again, pulling the blankets up over his head when he started crying. He pulled his knees up to his chest, curling up even more as the storm raged outside. He wasn’t prepared for when he felt someone touch him, drawing another frightened cry from his throat as he jerked away.
“Shhh, Darius, I’m here.” Justin murmured, carefully pulling the smaller man into his arms even as he stayed curled up under the blankets. “Shhh, I heard you cry out, are you ok?” He asked, rocking Darius a bit as he sat with him on his bed.
Darius slowly peeked out from under the blankets, looking unbearably cute with his hair mussed from the blanket and tear tracks on his flushed cheeks. “Storm…it’s scary.” He murmured, sniffling and jumping again when the thunder roared once again.
Justin had to stop himself from laughing just nodding and laying down, pulling Darius closer to his body. “Then I’ll stay here with you, ok?” He asked, rubbing the small elf’s side as he cuddled him close. “The storm can’t get to you with me here.” He promised, leaning down to give Darius a gentle, soothing kiss, not even thinking about what he was doing or the consequences of his actions.
Darius just smiled softly when he was held close, feeling the cold, empty part of his heart warming even more as Justin protected him from something as silly as a storm. It was just amazing…that this man cared enough to do this for him. He sighed at the soft kiss, enjoying the embrace for the first time in a long, long time. He didn’t know it then, neither of them knew, actually but their lives had just changed.
That kiss cemented the rest of their lives.
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The storm was the first time we slept together a whole night…the first time Justin held me all night long.
The first of many times…
I never left Justin’s house, I changed rooms…but I never left.
Now I sleep with my savior every night, except I don’t call him master anymore.
I call him husband.
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AN: Ok, so I thought there was going to be two more chapters of this but…I think I ended this just like I wanted too so this is it *smiles* I might do a smutty part with them…if Demona feels the way but, that would probably just be a short ficlit more like my therapies then this *wiggles*
Ok, Darius http://gallery.countlessdreams.com/images/A_4/1/9/6/16914/qlq1knah.jpg and Justin http://gallery.countlessdreams.com/images/A_4/1/9/6/16914/Justin_Bio_5ee7c.jpg are Demona’s.
Omg!! It was so nice of her to just let me play with them!
So, pretty much, she drew the pictures (very pretty pictures by the way) and I created their personalities so…collab! *giggles*
Yes, this is supposed to seem a lot like the layout of Desperation…but instead of it being journal entries…their pretty much just Darius’s thoughts.
The thumb is by [u=demona] and can be found http://gallery.countlessdreams.com/images/A_4/1/9/6/16914/qlq1knah.jpg, thank you so much for letting me use it hun!
I can’t think of a lot more to say about this…I think it went a little fast but…well, I like it *smiles* I hope you guys do too!
Thank you so much for reading and don’t forget to feed the author! Favs and comments as well as the occasional cookie are loved!
Darius had no idea at that point how right Justin was.
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Moving into a new house was strange for me…more then strange actually.
You want to know the strangest part?
I have a bedroom…a BEDROOM.
With a bed to sleep on and everything…It was strange…
When I asked about chains and cages, master got mad…but not at me. He had explained it to me like this, I’m not a slave anymore…I don’t have to stay here but at long as I do, I’m going to be comfortable…
What am I supposed to do about that?
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“Master…” The word was soft and hesitant. Darius’s hands were twisting in the oversized shirt he wore as he looked up at Justin from his kneeling position at his feet. He had been told he didn’t have to do that…that he could sit in a chair like a normal person…he was just more comfortable like this. He was used to this position and it wasn’t something he wanted to automatically change.
Justin looked down from his reclined position in the over stuffed chaise lounge, making a soft noise as he looked at Darius. “Hmmm?” He asked, his hand sliding down to brush gently through Darius’s hair. “What do you need Darius?” He asked. It had taken weeks for the little one to get use to his…petting but now, at least he didn’t flinch every time he reached out to touch him.
Darius swallowed a bit, actually finding himself liking the gentle touches he received from the man he happily called master. It had been so different…even when he slipped up and did something unforgivable for a slave, Justin just brushed it off and told him to try to do it again. He had never been given a second chance…but even if he knew that Justin would give him another chance, he still felt a deep seated fear whenever he messed up. “You said…we’re going shopping.” Darius looked up, his eyes widening a bit when Justin nodded. “You mean…I’m going with you?”
Justin frowned a bit, tilting Darius’s head up a bit. “Why wouldn’t you be allowed to go with me? Why would I want to leave you alone?” He asked, looking a bit upset at the thought. He hadn’t gotten the entire story from Darius but apparently he had been treated fairly badly by the man he had bought him from. It almost made him sick to his stomach to think of someone hurting Darius that bad. How could someone hard someone that cute? Seriously, wasn’t being cute supposed to save them from harm? He just shook his head, smiling again. “Of course you’re going with me, it will be fun, I want to get you some clothes that will fit too, you look like you’re drowning in my clothes.”
Darius looked a little shocked but just nodded, hiding his smile until he looked down so Justin didn’t see it, slaves weren’t supposed to smile. “Thank you master.” He murmured softly, playing with the end of his long hair as he sat there. It was just amazing how much his life had changed in these few weeks. He was being treated like a…human. His hair was never dirty like it had constantly been before; he got to curl up on a warm, comfortable bed every night…and if he got scared…master would curl up with him. Even through his nightmares, Justin had just held him. Michael had beaten him for them…he always had when he disturbed his sleep. Now…now Justin was going to buy him clothes…and he was going to let him walk around and shop with him…it was just amazing.
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The store was a strange experience…
Not as strange as having my own bed…but strange.
Mas…Justin…Justin had taken me to so many different places. He had told me during our trip that he didn’t like me calling him master…he said it made him feel weird. He must really be serious about not keeping me a slave…and I’m not quite sure how I feel about that yet…
He bought me so many different things…clothes and shoes, stuff for my hair so I could pull it back away from my face when it annoys me. He even bought me sketch pads and drawing supplies because I let it slip that I like drawing…no one had ever done something like that for me before…
Even though all the changes made me nervous and a little off kilter…I was really loving them…I could even feel something unforeseen happening…
I was starting to like Justin…in a way I hadn’t ever liked someone before…
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“Darius!”
Darius jumped, his eyes wide as Justin called his name from the kitchen. He looked up from the portrait he had been painting of the previously mentioned man, wiping his paint covered hands on his already paint splattered clothes. Justin had sat up a painter’s studio for him after finding out that he liked to do more then just draw. He had been happily living with the other man for a couple months now and he knew what he had felt all that time ago was true. He had really started liking Justin in that more then friendly way. He still got a bit frightened still though when he heard loud noises or Justin moved too fast…it was just an ingrained reaction that he never thought he would be able to get rid of. “Yes?” He asked, wiping his hands against his pants again as he walked into the kitchen. He was still nervous but the worst that could happen here would he would be scolded…Justin would never physically hurt him…at least he hoped not…he hadn’t ever done it before.
Justin just smiled when Darius walked into the kitchen, standing in front of the table. He was clearly hiding something but didn’t seem to be worried about what he was hiding at all. “Come here.” He said, gesturing towards the smaller man. He smiled again when Darius stepped forward without hesitating, looking up at Justin with eyes completely devoid of fear. Justin really, really enjoyed that, it had taken him such a long time to get Darius not to fear him. “So, I decided since your papers didn’t come with a birth date, we would make today your birthday.” He said, stepping aside to show Darius a cake as well as a pile of presents. There were candles lit on the cake, just waiting for Darius to blow them out. “Don’t thank me, don’t feel bad about it.” Justin murmured, knowing that Darius questioned if he deserved things all the time just touching Darius’s cheek softly. “Just enjoy it, ok?”
Darius smiled and nodded but couldn’t stop his eyes from tearing up a little. This was…by far, the sweetest thing that anyone had ever done for him. “A birthday?” He asked, sniffling a bit as he walked forward, looking at all the different things on the table. “My birthday?” He murmured, still looking like he didn’t totally believe it. “Really?”
Justin just nodded, brushing his hand through Darius’s multi hued hair. “Yes, it’s your birthday.” He murmured, chuckling when the weepy man standing in front of him suddenly jumped him for a tight hug. He didn’t even think about the paint getting all over his clothes, to tell the truth, he really couldn’t care less about it. He just rubbed his back, letting him cuddle as much as he wanted. “Now, blow out the candles little one and make a wish, anything you want.”
Darius nodded as he pulled back, looking down at the cake as he thought. He pulled away from Justin at that, leaning down and closing his eyes as he blew the candles out, a simple but heart felt wish filtering through his mind.
Please…just let me stay with this man for the rest of my life.
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The first loud boom of thunder made Darius jerk up in his bed, a slightly frightened cry escaping his throat. He jumped again when lightening cut across the sky, illuminating his dark room for a split second before disappearing again. He curled up around himself, whining when another shock of thunder shook the house, making him tremble. Storms had always been the worse…when he lived with Michael he had lived in a leaky basement and had always ended up getting sick when storms hit…not to mention the time when the storm had caused part of the ceiling to collapse on his cage, trapping him inside.
Storms…scared him even more then the anticipation of a slap.
He whined again when lightening flashed across his room again, pulling the blankets up over his head when he started crying. He pulled his knees up to his chest, curling up even more as the storm raged outside. He wasn’t prepared for when he felt someone touch him, drawing another frightened cry from his throat as he jerked away.
“Shhh, Darius, I’m here.” Justin murmured, carefully pulling the smaller man into his arms even as he stayed curled up under the blankets. “Shhh, I heard you cry out, are you ok?” He asked, rocking Darius a bit as he sat with him on his bed.
Darius slowly peeked out from under the blankets, looking unbearably cute with his hair mussed from the blanket and tear tracks on his flushed cheeks. “Storm…it’s scary.” He murmured, sniffling and jumping again when the thunder roared once again.
Justin had to stop himself from laughing just nodding and laying down, pulling Darius closer to his body. “Then I’ll stay here with you, ok?” He asked, rubbing the small elf’s side as he cuddled him close. “The storm can’t get to you with me here.” He promised, leaning down to give Darius a gentle, soothing kiss, not even thinking about what he was doing or the consequences of his actions.
Darius just smiled softly when he was held close, feeling the cold, empty part of his heart warming even more as Justin protected him from something as silly as a storm. It was just amazing…that this man cared enough to do this for him. He sighed at the soft kiss, enjoying the embrace for the first time in a long, long time. He didn’t know it then, neither of them knew, actually but their lives had just changed.
That kiss cemented the rest of their lives.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The storm was the first time we slept together a whole night…the first time Justin held me all night long.
The first of many times…
I never left Justin’s house, I changed rooms…but I never left.
Now I sleep with my savior every night, except I don’t call him master anymore.
I call him husband.
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AN: Ok, so I thought there was going to be two more chapters of this but…I think I ended this just like I wanted too so this is it *smiles* I might do a smutty part with them…if Demona feels the way but, that would probably just be a short ficlit more like my therapies then this *wiggles*
Ok, Darius http://gallery.countlessdreams.com/images/A_4/1/9/6/16914/qlq1knah.jpg and Justin http://gallery.countlessdreams.com/images/A_4/1/9/6/16914/Justin_Bio_5ee7c.jpg are Demona’s.
Omg!! It was so nice of her to just let me play with them!
So, pretty much, she drew the pictures (very pretty pictures by the way) and I created their personalities so…collab! *giggles*
Yes, this is supposed to seem a lot like the layout of Desperation…but instead of it being journal entries…their pretty much just Darius’s thoughts.
The thumb is by [u=demona] and can be found http://gallery.countlessdreams.com/images/A_4/1/9/6/16914/qlq1knah.jpg, thank you so much for letting me use it hun!
I can’t think of a lot more to say about this…I think it went a little fast but…well, I like it *smiles* I hope you guys do too!
Thank you so much for reading and don’t forget to feed the author! Favs and comments as well as the occasional cookie are loved!