Holding a debt over someone and being indebted were things the hacker associated with his work, and usually with danger, thus he refused to allow himself to have little favors from Dimitri, even if the information breaker knew well enough that the other was not going to hold it against him. Even so, it was a personal boundary he couldn’t cross, not even with a friend, it was too ingrained in his being.

Later on that evening the brown haired male made his way to DImitri’s tattoo shop, the sight of it bringing memories he now would laugh at. In a way he had to thank the bastard who stole his USB, otherwise, the little race for the Grim Reaper’s identity would have never started. Such a pity that would be.

◤    Dimitri was sketching in his book, when he heard the bell rink. As soon as he saw Leon, a giant smile came over his face. “Hey, there kind sir what can I do for you?” He jokes pretending the two have never met just to be an ass. Well, cats were never well behaved.

As much as he appreciated the fact that the other saw him as a good master, he hoped that one day he could change the view to ‘good friend’. It would be hard to do, especially since now they were bounded by the contract they made, however, Leon was nothing if not stubborn and an impossible challenge always made him excited, not eager to relent.

“You do not have to repay the kindness, though. You only have to accept it. I did not expect anything in return for everything I’ve done.”

The duras had already so much taken from him; the young necromancer did not help in order to gain loyalty but helped in order to let the other escape.

◤   The man blinks at the response in confusion. The man didn’t want anything in return? That just didn’t make since. Everyone wanted something in exchange for a service or kindness. Nothing was given for free. Yet this master was fine with that.

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The hacker wasn’t a morning person, his usual schedule meant that morning was around mid afternoon, however, normally the brown haired male did not have someone considered ‘guest’ in his house either, thus a change was to be expected in the daily routine, and Leon found himself waking up like a normal human being for once.

“Now, don’t start doing favoritism for me. I don’t like to take things for granted. The hacker job is just that- and it is separated from what happens when your daily job is involved." 

Even if Dimitri was stubborn, the one that was known for terrible character was Leon, because the hacker was not the type to relent easily, and if the other wanted to actually win in a fight of wills, he was going to have a thing coming his way.

◤   The man blinks before laughing. “Okay okay I get it, no favoritism. You pay for the tattoo. You know most people would be grateful for a free tattoo.” They weren’t cheap now a days. They could go from hundreds of dollars to thousands. Dimitri was a top of the line professional as well. It would be expensive for sure.

“I did see your drawings, and they were really good by the way, you definitely have talent. I kept them, of course, they are all in a file in the drawer of my desk in my room, I wouldn’t dare to misplace any of them. They are your art, so they are precious… As for me being well tempered, you are probably the only one who would ever believe such thing. I am not as patient as you believe me to be, Dimitri, however, I am stubborn enough to not let a rival win, no matter the struggle, and in this case I had the will to keep myself in check through anything you decided to throw at me. I knew you were trying to drive me up the wall, and I simply held onto the resolve that I will not give in to it- however, don’t think I am forgetting about your shenanigans too soon.”

The kiss was quite expected, and the hacker accepted it with joy, the cheer only slightly jarred by the fact that it was too short. Leon truly missed those lips, and he wanted them connected to his for longer- much more longer. Gently cupping the other’s face, the brown haired male made Dimitri look him in the eyes before giving an answer.

“I do want you, I feel the same, so stop despairing.”

Without waiting for a proper reply from the other, the chocolate haired male locked their lips again, this time intent to make it longer and after his own rules. Taking advantage of a small gasp from the dark haired man, Leon pushed his tongue inside the red eyed male’s cavity, allowing himself free reign in exploring, trying to coax the other to answer with the same intensity.

◤    Finally the other spoke with passion. The artist was a passionate and sensitive person, and it made him shiver. The power and sincerity in the words felt like water being thrown over him. Before he could answer though, he was attacked in a good way.

The man gasped as lips collided. The tongue that entered his mouth made his body melt. How long had it been? It had been way to long. The submissive moaned and fought back. The tongues intertwined as he started to act on instinct. He slowly rocked his hips on the other’s lap, giving him an awkward lap dance in an attempt to find friction down bellow. Naughty kitties had to be punished.

“Not only am I having fun, but this day is definitely high up on the list of best days ever. I wouldn’t even imagine that this was possible, and now that I experienced it, I absolutely love it. Thank you, Dimitri.”

Leon tried to express his gratitude as sincerely as possible, his timbre calm and friendly, a little smile present on the necromancer’s face. It truly confused the amber eyed male, why would anyone try to destroy those wings that were absolutely magnificent. Out of jealousy? It was most likely, but then again why would you hurt someone who was willing to share their gift with you? After all, that power was something belonging to the duras, humans weren’t meant to have it, so jealousy had no place in the bigger picture.

◤    The man smiles as he rubs his chin against the other’s neck. He was happy here. The man was kind, and even let him fly. He felt tears fall form his eyes as he thought of all his past owners. He writes on his arm again, ‘best master’. The man was the nicest.

“If I would have asked, then I wouldn’t have been sure it is your full decision. I wanted to give you full freedom over what you write and what you decide.”

Despite the clearly angry outburst of the other, the hacker kept his calm, his smirk vanishing from his face for a more somber expression. Leon wasn’t going to joke around with those notions, not now or ever, he valued the other’s opinion and he was more than glad that he could finally get it without it being influenced by any of his own reactions. To observe Dimitri’s development made Leon happier, to see how one regains his freedom after so many years as a captive in the hands of monsters with human faces. The hacker understood the underworld, hell, he did questionable things himself, but what happened to the one that stood in front of him now was too much to stomach, worse than an actual death.

“I wasn’t going to play any more games. I do want you, Dimitri, I really do, and despite appearances which I am more than good at maintaining, the past month wasn’t peachy for me either. I did not allow myself to overstep boundaries in order to offer you free reign, I wanted to make sure you escaped the conditioning, and that your decisions were fully yours, something that you entirely wanted.”

◤  The man knew he was being childish. Still, he crossed his arms and legs, turning away from the other in a pout. “I got my own job, found my passion in art...how much more freedom do I need? I mean I literally showed you want I wanted! Did you think all those erotic drawings and paintings of use I drew was for a client? I pushed them under your door. Fuck, how much more assertive could I have been...what did you do with those anyways...” His angry rant turned into a real question. Despite how angry he was, he was a proud artist. He wanted to know the other’s opinion about his artwork. But that was straying way off topic. He shakes his head.

“No. Never mind. That doesn’t matter. I just...I’ve healed a lot okay? I have a life...I know what freedom is. I’m not...fully fine. I might never be, but I know what I want, and your the most kind, well tempered person I have ever known. I mean I tried to torture you this last month and you never even yelled at me...honestly I was hoping you would. Your too..just too kind. But I...ah fuck it.”

Leon was seeing progress in the other, and he couldn’t be more proud even if he tried to. Of course, he was aware that Dimitri avoided him out of spite, but even that was a good sign- it meant the red eyed male was no longer afraid to go against other’s wishes, he was gradually prioritizing himself over anyone else. The hacker merely observed the change over the following month, not disturbing it in any way other than offering full support in whatever Dimitri wanted to do, and encouraging him when the other seemed doubtful about doing something he wanted to do. He didn’t try to remind the other of the contract either, allowing Dimitri full reign in that regard.

Brown orbs move from the computer in front of him to the stacks of paper, the hacker picking them up and studying them carefully before his glance returned to the other’s form, a smirk now forming on Leon’s visage.

“Took you long enough. I was waiting for you to rewrite this as you pleased. This is the final sign that you are willing to follow your own desires, and I am more than pleased with it.”

◤  The man blinks a few times at the other. The words slowly seeping into his brain, but the shock took him a few seconds to processes it. Leon was doing this all on purpose. “You manipulative mother fucker!” He slams his fist down on the table, and act a month ago would have been unconceivable. “You did this on purpose? You know you could have just like I don’t know asked me to rewrite it?” Anger fumed of off Dimitri. “Because of you I’ve become a horny bitch! YOU have any idea how hard it is to live with you and not have sex? You drive me crazy!” The man falls into the chair, a huge sigh escaping his lips.

“No, you didn’t screw up anything. I apologize for not mentioning him coming earlier, it slipped my mind entirely. I use my home sometimes for the most trusted clients, so you might encounter them once in a while. It’s not going to be often, so don’t worry about it. Also, don’t lock yourself up in your room when I have those meetings, my clients won’t dare to do or say anything offensive, you can treat them as if they weren’t there.”

Leon spoke calmly, trying to ignore the rather obvious bad mood of the other. It was quite easy to guess the source of it, since Dimitri has been in a continuous emotional slump over the past days, however, the hacker was not going to change anything in their situation until the red eyed male fully grasped what the relationship should be about.

◤  The next month was a transition period for him. He learned what the world was like outside of the captivity he was used to. Leon encouraged him to go out and socialize. He didn’t plan to but after being denied so long, he decided to spend as little time with Leon as possible to spit him. It actually worked. He got a job at a coffee shop, and started to make his own money. He used it for things for the cats at first. Then he bought art supplies. He found he loved to draw. Eventually, he started to sell his artwork and take commissions. He ended up quitting his waiter job and became an artist full time.

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“HEY! You can’t just do that!! I’m going to win this and take my money!! No coming back from that now!! Stingy old duras~” He throws the keys at the other aiming to hit him, though taking in account dim’s reflexes it probably won’t work. “You just wait and see..” very full of himself, Nobuto knew dim is very generous with him.. always been. But at least for one time he have a chance to accept money for the sake of this silly bet! Nobuto is too stubborn to call that off now, he wanted to prove he can handle it. 

“Not only am I having fun, but this day is definitely high up on the list of best days ever. I wouldn’t even imagine that this was possible, and now that I experienced it, I absolutely love it. Thank you, Dimitri.”

Leon tried to express his gratitude as sincerely as possible, his timbre calm and friendly, a little smile present on the necromancer’s face. It truly confused the amber eyed male, why would anyone try to destroy those wings that were absolutely magnificent. Out of jealousy? It was most likely, but then again why would you hurt someone who was willing to share their gift with you? After all, that power was something belonging to the duras, humans weren’t meant to have it, so jealousy had no place in the bigger picture.

◤  A red blush became bright. His cheeks were red with embarresement and happiness. His master loved it! No one had ever talked to him like that before. The red orbs glowed in joy. The man was kind, generous, and sweet and handsome! How could he ever hope for a better master.  The duras starts to write on his arm. Once again it was the best he could do to communicate.

⊰ While Dimitri was asleep Takashiro took the liberty of bringing a few documents into the room and started looking over them, signing what needed to be signed and modifying things that needed to be changed, along with writing new reports and noting down anything that needed to be brought to the clan’s attention. It wasn’t as if the necromancer did not have anything else to do, he could have simply stood there to watch over Dimitri, but in this case work calmed him down, it brought a certain routine to him and allowed the leader to find himself easily.

❝A few hours… You can sleep longer if you want, you certainly need it.❞

Emerald orbs rose from the papers, now focused on the duras on the bed, a slight relief washing over the necromancer when it was quite clear that the red eyed male was getting better. ⊱

◤  The man nods. He rubs his head, “That was weird...it didn’t feel like a normal headache.” He shakes his head, trying to get some of the grogginess away. “I have slept enough. I don’t like the feeling of being a freeloader.” He mumbles the last sentence. They were contracted now and that meant a lot of things. But, Dimitri was no freeloader. He would work for his keep, if he was to stay here, He didn’t really see much of another option.

He sits up on the bed and stretches. He felt better than the last time he was awake. Guilt swelled in his chest. How hard was this on the other? He knew the man must be distraught. He had to cheer him up. The man smiles, “oh, come on old man you grow a few new wrinkles~?” He jokes and pinches the man’s cheeks with a cheeky smile. 

⊰ Takashiro was equally eager to have a proper fight. In this day and age the necromancer hardly had any situation in which he could actually have a challenge, most of the times he remained behind with the reports, the zweilts doing the only missions, the only situation in which the leader was required being a meeting with Reiga, since Takashiro was the only necromancer capable of equaling him in a fight.

The emerald eyed male got his katana from the car, carefully analyzing it- it was in the same perfect state as it was the day he put in in the safe. Of course, Dimitri’s feather was still connected to it, and the necromancer was not going to ever take it down. ⊱

◤  The man waits on the other. Fire ran through his veins at the excitement. He felt it before he saw it. The feather he gave the other a long time ago, swaying slightly in the breeze as the sword moves. The man goes soft, “You still have that old thing?” He teases, but his eyes revealed so much warmth. “Thank you.” He says more sincerely. It meant a lot to the man.

“You don’t need to repay me for anything, Dimitri. Honestly, just because we had one little night of relaxing instead of catching idiots it doesn’t mean now you are indebted to me. And thanks for the offer, but I already have a tattoo in mind, I will show it to you tomorrow when I am sure your mind is not clouded by alcohol or in danger of forgetting. The second room is the first door on the left when you go on the main hall. And once again, you don’t have anything to thank me for.”

The brown haired male started to put things away once Dimitri went to sleep, the hacker not wanting to leave any of his laptops open during the night, nor any popcorn laying around. After the hacker managed to have everything in order, Leon headed towards his room. The informant took a quick shower, then changed into a loose shirt and a pair of shorts before going to sleep himself- Leon truly needed a good night sleep.

◤  The night was a success. He slept well in Leon’s spare bedroom, and woke up refreshed. He enjoyed the hacker’s company. He stands up from the bed, looking at the time. He had a little bit before he needed to open his shope. He leaves the bedroom to find the other.