#ember002;

The week was almost over, but almost never counted during this week. Especially his first time without suppressants. So when he stumbled upon Ember, his brain immediately vacated, and the smaller head on his body took right over as he strolled over without so much as a "hi" and pinned the other gently between him and the wall. "I need you to turn. I need something to bury into. Preferably, someone I know. I have fucked strangers most of week, and I want someone I think is very pretty even without hot nonsense. I want you. So please, if not too much trouble, let me pin you to wall and fuck until I cum. Maybe twice." He looked over Ember again, eyes dark and hungry. "Three times more likely."

Some masters, Taryn was learning, weren't horrible. Some masters, he had also learned, were awful. Taryn preferred being of use, but he preferred being of use to kinder masters more so. Still he came from a rental and found himself back in the undercroft. Grinning when he saw Ember, he climbed onto the matress beside the other sitting cross legged. “I brought some food down for you.” The master had sent Taryn off with a basket of some food. He told Taryn he hoped the boy would be a bit bulkier so he didn’t feel so bad using him as he had. Taryn put that though out. “I don’t think I could eat it all on my own if I tried....”