Soon after he finished eating she took him to rooms on the first floor. "As I said any of these rooms can be yours. I'm not sure why I bought such a large a8ode...I suppose a friend of mine sort of coerced me into it." She opened to door to the first room for him. John entered the room and looked around. It was simple and had only a window, a bed, a desk, and a small yet ornate chest. He had haunting memories of his old room before the slavers came. "Can I have this room, mast- I mean Aranea?" He corrected himself as he looked at her wide eyed and more hopeful than he meant to let on. "Of course, John. I'll leave you to get settled in." She turned to leave the room but stopped herself. "Oh John? I do have a guest coming over later and she's...not as elegant as I. So could you just stay in here for the rest of the night?" She felt a little bad for confining him so soon after she promised him freedom with her but her guest could prove to be detrimental to the trust she's built up with John so far. "Okay." He nodded simply and obediently. He didn't really feel fear but he didn't want to cause her any trouble. "Thank you, John and I am sorry." She closed the door and went about her business. John set his burlap rags off in the corner of the room and he got into bed. Considering he was sort of freed from slavery he was understandably tired. He rested his head on the pillow and was impressed by its cloudlike softness. He couldn't help but notice how similar the pillow smelled to Aranea. He took in the scent and fell asleep within minutes. He awoke several hours later, the sun had gone down and the moon was high in the sky. He had to use the bathroom badly but never asked her where it was. He didn't want to disobey her but making a mess in his room on his first night might be equally as bad.
He decided to walk out of his room. John could hear two voices, one that belonged to Aranea but the other one was unfamiliar. "Soooooooo then I ask her "Who's the 8itch now?" funny right?" Boasted the strange voice. "I suppose, 8ut was it really necessary to stab her?" Asked Aranea. John peaked around the corner to see Arena and a girl that looked eerily similar to her. "Her sister maybe?" He thought to himself. "It was completely necessary 8ecau-" The strange girl looked over at the corner John was spying from. "Hey you! Get over here!" She yelled. Before he could even think his first instinct was to obey her. He stepped out into the open and looked away. "John? I asked you to stay in your room..." She said sounding more worried than angered. "I-i know...I had to use the bathroom...I'm sorry..." He said with a shaky voice and embarrassed tone. "Wellllllll who is this Aranea?" The stranger asked. "Vriska...this is John, he's a friend who's going to be staying with me for a while." She lied convincingly. "Uh huh...so why is he wearing your clothes?" Vriska asked smugly "That's...uh...8ecause..." She stuttered looking for an explanation. "You there, John. Where did she find you?" She asked harshly "She...uh...she bought...me..." He said as he shrunk away from her. Vriska turned and smiled at Aranea "A slave? Didn't someone say "It's a terri8le racket of 8usiness"?" She said as she walked over to John and inspected him. "Not 8ad...he's pretty cute. 8ut I thought you liked the 8a8es?". "I never said I liked girls! And I didn't 8uy him for that...I just didn't want him to end up in worse hands." She protested. Vriska grabbed John's ass firmly and smiled. "Ah!" he yelped and blushed as she grabbed him. "Well if you won't use him, why not let me?" She smiled at Aranea. "A8solute not! He isn't a toy!" She said as she walked over to them and pulled John away from Vriska. She held John tightly in a protective hug. "Well exuuuuuuuuse me! And 8y the way, you're holding onto him like he was a toy." She said sassily as she put her hands on her hips.
Aranea didn't let go of John even as Vriska teased her. "Vriska you stay here. I'm going to take John to the bathroom." She began walking away with John in tow. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." John repeated as they arrived at the bathroom. "It's quite alright John...I should have shown you where the bathroom was. She didn't hurt you did she?" She asked as she stroked his cheek. "No, I'm okay." He said as he cracked a slight smile for her. "Alright...now go and use the bathroom. I'll take you back to your room when you finish." John walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Aranea leaned against the wall and thought to herself. "He's not a toy...why was I holding onto him so dearly? Damn that Vriska...touching him like that...is this jealousy? No...that's ridiculous...". He came out of the bathroom and Aranea took him by the hand and started to lead him back to his room, however they were stopped by Vriska. "Hey why not have him hang out with us? It seems a little mean to force him to stay in his room..." She teased Aranea. "John, would you like to sit with us?" She asked him trying to keep composer. "Um...yeah sure..." He said timidly as he sat down in between the two of them. "So John...tell me a8out yourself." She said in a commanding voice. "I...can play the piano..." He answered her. "Ohhhhhhhh? A musician huh? Those kind of slaves are pretty popular...so are you a virgin, John?" She asked as she leaned closer to him. "...yeah..." He said in almost a whisper. "Reeeeeeeealy!? Wow...a virgin musician...you really lucked out Aranea."
"All the more reason I didn't want him to fall into worse hands." She said as she blushed slightly. "I'm sure you want him in your hands." She chuckled at her. Aranea just grimaced in frustration. They talked late for a few more hours before Aranea stood up. "Well it's getting late. I'm going to retire, come along John." John stood up and followed after her. "Wait a second. Why does John have to go? We were having fun..." She said as she stood up as well. "8ecause you seem to be a little hung up on Johns virginity and I don't trust you to leave it preserved." She said simply. "Fair enough. I wouldn't trust me either. I'll see you tomorrow Aranea, I'm gonna head home. See you soon John..." She said as she walked out of the front door and made her way home. Aranea breathed a sigh of relief "Glad she's gone..." .John held onto her hand and shook slightly. "Is she coming back tonight?" He asked her. "To 8e honest I'm not sure. John I 8elieve you should sleep in my room tonight...Just in case she does return." She said as she blushed a little. "Oh...um...I'd like that...I guess..." He said as he smiled slightly. "Oh...Well good then...uh...well let's get to bed." She took him by the hand and led him upstairs to her room. It was lavish, even more so than the rest of the house. Her bed was large and round, above it was hanging some thin white drapes that had spider-web pattern on it. "So...you go get into bed and I'll be right there..." She went into her bathroom and closed the door. John got into the bed and smiled as the bed was heavy with her scent. He set his face into a pillow and inhaled her scent. She emerged from the bathroom wearing a sleeping gown that went down to her thighs. John looked up and stared at her beautiful body. "Wow...she's so pretty..." He thought to himself. "I'm glad you like it." She said blushing as she got into bed next to him. "W-what? I didn't say anything..." He said looking away. "You didn't have to. I can...sort of feel what you were thinking. It was very positive regarding my outfit." She explained. "Why are you so far away? I won't hurt you..." She said as she moved closer to John and embraced him. "This isn't because I like him...I just don't want Vriska to come and take him...Oh...he smells so sweet..." She rested her head on his shoulder, she pressed her chest to his back, and inhaled his smell. "I know...It's just...you're so pretty..." He said shyly. "Thank you John...you're very handsome as well..." She said just as shy. John smiled and closed his eyes and fell asleep. Aranea was awake for hours as she listened to John sleep. She couldn't notice how nervous she was and how fast her heart was racing. She resigned to only kissing him lightly which sated her desires. She managed to get to sleep after making out with him for a little bit.
