â-Okay here is the thing.â Cayden started as he looked throw the petâs bars. âIâve had a long day at work. You have probably had a long week of long days. I donât want to fight.â He started and stood back, shoulders dipping a bit. He really, really didnât want to get into an argument with anyone. He didnât want to have to punish a slave or work hard at all tonight. A few deals heâd been working on for weeks now had just fallen through on some rather pricey metals heâd found. Not that he needed the money but Cayden liked to stay on top of things. It made him feel more at ease, let his mind work better. Now? Now he felt clogged up and tried. And, on top of that, his father was in town. Dear god, he just wanted an easy night.Â
He leaned forward on the bars a bit. âI want to take someone to dinner. Just to have an easy, relaxed conversation with. Nothing deep or crazy just some food and chatter.â He explained to the pet. âI want to fuck or be fucked once I take said person home. Today, I honestly donât care. Either or. Letâs just get off together and then you can shower and sleep in my guest room before coming back here in the morning. No fuss, no extra bullshit. Just dinner and a fuck.â He offered looking a bit tired as his eyes finally set on the other guys. âThink you can do that or should I just move on to the next one?â
