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“Really? Is that what ou think of your dear old friend.” Dean slapped a hand over his chest and laughed too soon for comedic timing. “I’m hurt. But I don’t think it’s my time to settle with that kind of responsibility yet. You, you’ve got that.” Work was work was work, it was always rough. At least in his line of business. His father was probably proud of him. “Sometimes. I deal with it. Listen. You should take your lovely new sub and visit the club sometime, yeah? I’d love to meet the guy.”

“You should, trust me, it’s quite gratifying having someone look at you like you hung the moon.” He said with an honest smile. It was good for him, at least now it was, now that he’d figured it all out and what he wanted. “Oh yeah? You’ll give us the works? I’ll make a date of it.”

“a cell mate… yeah… and some masters took me out… but i don’t think i’m exactly what they are looking for.”

“Yeah, it was real fun. They stuck us down in really basic cells for the whole week, and we couldn’t work or anything. It sucked, and I didn’t really get to, so, no fun.”

“You had no fun at all? There was no one there to give you some attention?” He shook his head and clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “I almost don’t believe that.”

Lux only shrugged, rolling her eyes at his words. “I had company – you know, a couple of the slaves can be quite… accommodating,” she insinuated with a perk of her brow. Sighing she let out a slightly frustrated breath. “My master, m-my ex-master rather – he um – he came back,” she started before letting her smile return to her face in full bloom, quickly changing the subject. “Then there was Bryson, great fuck. James – handsome one. Nice. He reminded me of you.”

The thoughts that flooded his mind were indeed colourful and he was almost upset that he had missed it. “Your ex master? I hear that can be quite hard on submissives.” He pursed his lips to form a thin line. “Do I know him?” He laughed a little. “James? What makes you say that?”

“What would you do?” Ori tilted his head in confusion. He had no idea what the master would do, how he would do anything. 

“Anything, if it meant helping you.” He told the boy and pushed his hands into his pockets, not wanting to overstep his boundaries. 

“Thanks.” Jax stared blankly, wondering if this guy was serious. He couldn’t be, right? “That’s… nice but that wasn’t really the issue? More the whole… if they saw us, they’d take us from here. I’ve been better.”

Connor was deadly serious. Though he didn’t have much desire to sleep with all the slaves, he still saw them all as beautiful and it was hard not to. Even the women he loved to look at. “Is there anything I can do?” He asked him, concern written all over his face.

“yes sir… it wasn’t very nice… it was always so cold.”

“The rest of us were down in a dungeon with no prince in shining armour to come save us,” Lux teased at the familiar pair of blue eyes and husky voice that stood in front of her with a small smirk, cocking her head to the side as she pouted slightly. “Don’t worry, I found some jesters to buy my time.”

“That sounds utterly miserable.” He gave the girl a worried glance, hoping it hadn’t been too bad for them. “You’d think after all this time they’d make the cells down there much nicer considering the amount of money they spend on the city - including your dorms.” He arched a brow. “Oh really? Do tell-”

“You tryin’ to make me jealous? Because it’s kind of working. I may have to set myself up in one of those claim situations.” Dean rolled his eyes. “You’ve got your head in the clouds, man, I’m not going to give you any trouble for that just yet. Work had me busy - you know how it is.”

“Yeah? I didn’t think you’d have it in you but I bet there’s a man out there somewhere that’d be dying to be your sub.” He said with a shrug. “You’re an attractive guy, Dean. The boys might fight over you.” He laughed nervously and tipped his head back to look up at the sky. “C’mon...” Connor looked back down at him and stuffed his hands into his pockets as he relaxed again. “I know how it is. Giving you a rough time?”

“I don’t think there could be a timing better than that, to be honest, so that’s lucky. The cells were not as comfortable as they look.” He mused, glad he wouldn’t have to go back there any time soon. “Where you locked up for that long, though?”

“You mean you missed the whole tourist shit?”

“I did and I’m pretty glad by the sounds of it. I hate tourists --” Hypocritical, since he travelled to many countries, but that didn’t mean he didn’t disrespect the places he visited like most.

“you claimed him at a good time… tourists came and all the slaves were forced in cells underground.” 

“The rest of us were shoved in the cells so no one would see us.”

“But you’re beautiful - all of you -” He wondered if the only reason Reed wasn’t taken down was because he had been claimed by Connor. Looking at the other man he held his breath. “Are you okay?”

“Commotion?” Dean’s ears perked up. “Well, I would’ve said that at least I am not the only one who missed on having fun but judging by your words you had plenty of your own.”

“I don’t know, I just got here.” The blonde said with a shrug.