collaborative_daredevil | Slavery RP Post XVIII

Slavery RP Post XVIII

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This post is for prompts that focus on crossovers between various slavery AUs, with the crossover wizards.

Please put the use name of your slave Matt in the subject line of your comment eg. "Feral: Fuck or 'die' AGAIN!"

I'll move a couple of prompts over to start us off, but feel free to ignore them and put your own.

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"Indeed not always," Ivannya said slowly, glancing at the others in the room, a little worried by his words. "Who's Dove, then, Toffee?" she asked, keeping it calm and casual. He seemed to have several mistrustful, wary pet-friends.

"Another friend of Danny's Matt I only met him once but he's a favourite - only I think he might have been redesignated as a pet for his patron rather than being trained as one."

"He was a working slave before? Lucky duck," Ivannya said thoughtfully. "He's probably not used to pets being good and harmless, then. We don't hurt each other hardly ever."

"Uh-huh. And he seemed pretty sheltered."

"Sheltered like he doesn't really know pets?" Ivannya asked to be sure, "Or like he's all optimistic?"

"Not optimistic. He doesn't know pets, or really understand what being a pet should mean." He answered feeling bad for Dove.

"Oh, that's really sad then," Ivannya said softly, feeling deeply for a favorite who misunderstood what he was. "Does he need some pet-friends? If he's your friend we'd like to meet him," she encouraged. "We can help him see how good and special it is to be a pet," she coaxed Toffee.

"I just met him once. Matt wanted me to see that you can come back from bad things, because Dove did."

"How did he used to be?" Ivannya asked curiously, her mind wildly speculating. "Like you--all skinny and scared? Is he still like that?"

"He's still nervous of free people, but he's not as skinny as I am, although he's still slender."

"Well, it's pretty normal for pets like you to be scared of them," Hendrick said gently, cutting into stop another 'run away almost crying' incident, "But I do hope we make you feel like one day you won't be nervous, and that he won't either."

"Yes, you do." He smiled at Hendrick, happy to have him step in to take care of them all.

(OOC: Of course things like this are part of the reason Toffee thinks of Hendrick as an authority figure, but...)

Hendrick grinned at the praise, then startled a little as Jamie crawled over to him, purring and nuzzling and kissing at him until Hendrick responded with greasy kisses and passion while Ivannya burst into teasing giggles at the sheer ridiculousness of the sight.

"Jamie's up to feeling playful, then," she laughed to Toffee. "One time, in the tiny shitty apartment, we had a real food fight, did you know?"

"No, no I didn't." He watched Hendrick and Jamie playing with a sense of delight.

Ivannya said, with her mouth full, "Jamie started it because I asked if we could eat out again and he started throwing fruit at me and I squirted mustard all over him, and then Hendrick joined in with salad toppings, and Master started going in with some wet spaghetti and everything got absolutely everywhere," she was laughing so hard her stomach hurt by the end.

"But nothing that was going to be too hard to clean up right?" He was giggling too, and he reached for a garlic knot to nibble on.

"Noo, we got all into it--frozen meatballs and jars of pasta sauce and even apple juice," she laughed at the memories. "It took us daaaays to clean it all up and we all had to--even Master mopped the floor and we had to repaint that ugly kitchen," and her eyes sparkled at the memories. "It was a total free-for-all."

"Oh! Did, did you at least manage to make the kitchen look a bit better with the new paint?" He asked through his laughter.

"We did, I think. Any color is better than old piss and rust stains," she chortled, and then wolf-whistled as Jamie and Hendrick added kissing and biting into their wrestling and squirming.

"Oh." He hesitated, then crawled over to their master, leaning against him hopefully.

Barba dug a hand into Toffee's hair, scratching and pulling gently, and leaned to kiss him and arrange him by his feet. "My gentle darling," he murmured. "How good and patient you are."

"They...look good together." He commented hesitantly, staying just where Master Erik had put him.

"Do you like watching them together?" Barba asked, voice rich and dark. "Do you want to be an audience, my love?"

"I like seeing how much they're enjoying themselves." He told Master Erik, glancing up with a smile. "And...at least for now I do."

Barba glanced over and observed them for a few moments, how they were more playing than anything else, and decided not to worry. "If things become too much, we'll go up together and relax in bed," he murmured to Toffee. "You've been helpful today. How was Jamie earlier? Did he do too much?"

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