Rin quietly followed Len into the house, leaving her clothes and shoes behind. She felt her slim thighs rubbing against each other as she walked, felt the cool slightness of air moving past her body as she moved forwards, following her Master. Rin kept her eyes trained on Len's heels as he led her.
The carpeting changed to a deep blue as Rin walked behind Len into the living room. It was not a long walk, but it felt like it had taken a long time to Rin due to her self-consciousness.
"The kitchen is to the left," Len informed her, and she raised her eyes, taking in the room and freezing as she noticed that the two of them were not alone. "Go get me a glass of water. No ice cubes." Len finished speaking, but Rin's wide eyes were taking in the sight of the other person in the room.
It was a young man, slim, toned body, on his hands and knees in front of a plush-looking, cushioned chair. He didn't raise his blue-haired head as Len spoke to Rin, didn't greet her, didn't say anything. He was completely nude, save for a black choker around his neck. A small cross, or... plus sign? dangled prettily from the center of the... wait, was it a choker? Or a collar? Rin stared, shocked.
Len had another Slave here. Rin thought to herself wildly, of course, of course Len had several slaves. She couldn't be the only one. It's not as if she even really belonged to Len... /she/ had never received a collar, not like... not like the young man there apparently had.
Rin had served Len at the club, fetching him drinks and obeying his commands when he gave them, had been invited to come to his house, but... even though she called him "Master," she wasn't exactly Len's property.
She knew with a sinking feeling in her stomach that their relatively new relationship was clearly not exclusive... not that she had really ever expected such a thing from him. They had certainly never even discussed it. It would be different if they were dating... but in Rin's heart, that wasn't what she really wanted.
With another mental shock, Rin realized that she recognized the blue-haired head that was bowed submissively down. A vocalist from a local band, she had seen him at a restaurant she had visited a few months ago with her friends. The bluenette had seemed friendly, smiling and laughing with his bandmates in between songs. Rin remembered; his name was Kaito. From seeing him at the time, she would never have expected him to have such an interest as to be a slave, too... yet here he was.
Rin blushed, hoping that the bluenette would not raise his head and notice her there. The awkwardness of being nude in front of Len was one thing, but to be naked in front of a strange man she had not even been properly introduced to... but it was kind of a weird sort of excitement that clenched her stomach at the thought. The idea of Len showing her off, proudly, even to another Slave... she began to feel kind of felt anticipatory towards it.
All of this ran through Rin's mind in a split instant, and suddenly the sound of Len's voice in her ears brought her back to reality. Rin focused on the words and nodded quickly, "Yes, Master," then moved her girlish body towards the kitchen. She was used to getting Len drinks at the club, but it felt a little exciting to be able to do so in his own kitchen at home. Kaito didn't raise his head as she turned and walked away.
Rin opened the cupboards quietly, finding a glass quickly and filling it with water. She didn't dally, didn't want to be scolded for taking too long in the unfamiliar environment. Rin moved purposefully, and returned quickly to the living room. She noticed that Len had sat down in the comfortable-looking chair while she was gone, and had propped his stockinged legs up on Kaito's backside, using him as a footrest.
Rin moved quickly to Len's side and held the glass of water out to her Master, quietly saying, "Master, I have brought your water." Len turned his eyes up toward her, and she thrilled at his slight smile. He moved his legs from Kaito's back, and placed his feet back on the floor, leaning forward, presumably so he could take a drink.
"That's good, Rin," Len praised her, and Rin flushed in pleasure. "Go ahead and just put it on the table for me." Len instructed and stretched his body, his hands raising up into the air and holding his wrists as he did so. His slight, almost boyish, masculine muscles moved under his shirt in a fascinating way that entranced Rin's eyes.
"Master?" Rin softly asked, tearing her eyes away from Len's body to look around the room. There wasn't any table. "Which table should I put it on, Master?"
Len smiled again, and Rin's heart did a flipflop. Len gestured at Kaito's unmoving backside and simply said, "That one."
Rin blankly looked at Kaito. Looked back at Len. Her hand slowly moved, fearing she was doing something wrong, as she sat the glass lightly on Kaito's bare back. His skin shivered slightly at the cool touch of the glass but remained otherwise completely still.