Born To Serve (Joining)

*Lekan* · (This post was last modified: 05-14-2014, 07:37 PM by Lekan.)

No sooner had the obedient boy gone to track the male, his beastly form emerged from the shadows. The now familiar scent overwhelmed him and surrounded him as the black brute pressed his massive body forward. His words were acidic, spitting from his mouth with distaste. Already Lekan was taken aback. Wasn't this the kind of male he expected? The kind that would be found lingering with such a malicious queen? Was Lekan really afraid now?

Damn right he was.

Already accustomed to submission, the golden boy began to quiver, pinning his tail firmly between his legs. His ears swiveled out and away, his amethyst eyes immediately turning down. It frightened him to let this beast out of his line of vision. If he moved to strike him, how would he avoid the blow? All Lekan could do was hold trust in his master, listening with panic as she lazily came to watch the spectacle. She called out for the male not to scare off her new prize, but her voice was dripping with nonchalance. The poor submissive boy managed to clear his throat as his title was demanded of him.

He would not assert dominance, of course, but he would maintain the shred of dignity that was entitled to him. The smaller brute lifted his head, twitching his ears cautiously into a more comfortable position. His legs finally stopped trembling. "My name is Lekan Mercado, slave to Queen Cataleya." Fortunately, his voice remained steady. He decided not to demand that the other man state his name. That would come with due time. For now, Lekan stepped quickly away and gave himself room to breathe, bowing his head respectfully as he did so.

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