#thread 19

Though he's attended many galas, he's only heard of masquerades. Events where people of all kinds gathered, able to act and mingle without the pressures that normally came with being judged or perceived.

A novel concept. There was certainly comfort in anonymity.

And so he immerses himself in the moment, hand outstretched to the person standing closest to him.

@southernxwolf​

He knew Qhuinn well enough to know she probably didn’t want to see anyone right now. He knew her well enough to know she probably blamed the hell out of herself, right or wrong. He knew her well enough to know she needed a friend. Quinten was probably doing all he could for her, he was that kind of guy, but he had to be busy with taking care of Jace as well. Dhani ran his mouth a bit when he was anxious and Layla was overwhelmed with worry. 

Jody felt like he was somehow smack in the middle of all of this and at the same time completely on the outside.

“Qhuinn?” Jody knocked on the door. He had heard of her punishment and had a glass of wine before leaving to try and stamp out any anxiety he was having himself. 

“It’s Jody...”

[cont from here]

@miloxcole

Milo wasn’t sure exactly how it all came to this. One minute the two were arguing as they normally did. Dhani had called him out on something and Milo couldn’t take the truth. Milo reached out to grab him with every intention of punishing him but the next thing he knew, he had slammed Dhani against the nearest wall and was kissing him roughly, low growls rumbling through him.

@layla-dubois​ sent...

[text] Layla: Jace told me to stay in side and now he's not answering his phone! I'm so worried and I don't know what to do!

[text] I’ll be home soon. I had a meeting, I’m sorry. Do what he says for now. Hopefully it’s nothing. I’ll see what I can do, but I’ll be home soon, I promise.

Jody informed a few guards, but other than that, he wasn’t planning on any heroics himself. His main concern was Layla and she was home, alone, and terrified. Whatever was going on with Jace there were more qualified people to handle helping him. 

Jody got into his truck, driving the short distance from the school builldings to his own home and opened the door. He was relieved that Layla seemed to be alright, if scared over her ex-boyfriend. And since he had just been in a meeting, it was unlikely that any of them were being punished for their obvious indiscretion over the rules of a claim, something else that plagued Jody since they started this...

Dhani sat up, finding that his little lie down on his towel was going to put him to sleep with how warm it was, the sound of the ocean and the gentle beach breeze. Plus, Daisy probably would get annoyed with his snoring if he feel asleep while she was trying to read. He laid his chin on her shoulder, reading her book as well from over her shoulder. His hands came to her waist and then down her arms, her own pale skin getting tanner, his brown skin getting darker with the amount of time they’d spent together on the beach since summer started.

“You know what we haven’t done in like... two whole weeks?” Dhani hinted at, feeling playful and bolder than normal. He loved being quiet with Daisy, just being in her presence and being with her. But they hadn’t had sex out on the beach in a while, at least for them. And no one was around, just how Dhani liked it. He started kissing down her shoulder, down her arm.

[ cont from here with @layla-dubois​ ]

He had only just drifted off to sleep, complaining mildly of a head ache and that he was going to bed early. He heard Mouse getting up and jumping off the bed, followed by his master quickly, as Layla hadn’t just called out for him, but yelled. He could feel her suffering, his own very specific ability that he never dared call empathic. It was heavier with grief, linked with death. Something was very wrong if he could feel this now.

He didn’t bother with his pajama pants, dressed in a tee shirt and boxers, Jody opened his bedroom door and raced downstairs, Mouse already far ahead of him, whining and worried over Layla, but unsure of how to help her. 

“Layla, what’s wrong?” Jody felt a little surprised there was no one else in the room, but seeing her gift on the floor and the way she held her hands, Jody quickly grabbed up Mouse, who was nosing too close to the necklace, fast enough to make the poor dog yelp in shock. Holding the dog in one arm, Jody gently grabbed Layla’s arm, helping her stand up.

“Come into the kitchen, we’ll run cool water over the burns...”

[cont from here]

@donniexmiller​

When Donnie saw Dhani, he smirked and made his way over to him. It didn’t really matter to him if he was claimed or not. A slave was a slave as far as he was concerned. He’d yet to run into a master or mistress that he was afraid of after all. “Look at you..” he said as he placed his hands on the other man’s shoulders. “You’d look a lot better with that shirt off, you know..”

Dhani had just walked into the lounge, planning on a little reading before work, he had an hour to kill. He only just dropped his bag onto his chosen couch when he looked up to see a man, whoever he was, come up to him placing heavy hands on his shoulders that told Dhani it might be a bad idea just to shrug them off.

“Um... I don’t think we’ve met yet? I’m Dhani. Hi.”

He ignored the comment for now, maybe just a really cheesy kind of pick up line, maybe an order to be taken seriously, which Dhani would if pressed again. For now he’d like to have known the man’s name first at least.

[cont from here]

@wade-jensen

Wade couldn’t help himself. When he saw Dhani, he made his way quickly up to him. He wrapped his arms around his waist, and tugged him close up against him. “I hope you don’t mind surprises,” he whispered in his ear, before kissing him roughly, and starting to press him towards the nearest wall.

Dhani gave a small gasp in surprise but relaxed hearing Wade’s voice. The master had seemed a nice sort to Dhani though they didn’t know each other too well. Jody had seemed happy when Dhani had mentioned him. Dhani gave a soft moan into the kiss, returning it, moving his hands to Wade’s shoulders.