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I am presenting you the epilogue. but I am thinking of turning it into part two, since the more I wrote, the more I wish it continue. OMG.
Enjoy.
He wondered whether he was really awake.
Ayase knew what happened when he found himself still on Kanou Somuku's bed in the morning after. Kanou's eyes were locked on him, as if Ayase was the only thing matters in the world. Ayase knew the look. He had it once before.
"Good morning, Ayase." Kanou smirked. "I am your new master."
The words tear him. Ayase felt something inside him break. He has a new master. This man, the gentle devil, said that he owned him now. And Ayase wanted to cry out, how unfair everything was.
He was sure that everything will only be one night affair and tomorrow morning he would return to his cage. His old cage. And he thought Kanou Somuku was just another man in million—pitied him for the night but in the morning everything were forgotten. Ayase has assured himself that Kanou was only saying gentle stuff because he was pitiful, and of course, fuckable. Fuck is always better when feelings are involved; let it be lust, or fake love. So Kanou's gentle whispers were only illusion, to spice up their one night activity.
But this man, this man has bought him. Kanou Somuku said that he is Ayase's new master. And the blonde boy felt his dream shattered.
He had been holding himself together by believing lies. He enjoyed the pity, the empty promises those men gave him. Because it was the only thing in his current life that resemble something like love. He couldn't kid himself anymore; he knew that his cousin was not going to save him. He was on his own, and the cold hard truth only made him weaker than he was. So he submerged himself inside the sea of illusions, wishing that there would be no end to the one-night men whom showered him with pity-love.
And now this man said he bought him, owned him, his new master.
That means his old master has sold him. This shows that his old master felt Ayase was no longer desirable.
Ayase started to see the truth—the cold fact that he was only a thing. He was a piece of meat, the fuckdoll. He didn't own himself. And the worst was, he is losing his attractiveness. New master means new rules, new batch of customs, new environment to adapt. New torture. And why, why oh why, the man who shattered his make believe world was the man whom he like the most?
Kanou Somuku smiled and went nearer to him. Ayase let his face be lifted gently and accepted when Kanou kissed him on the lips. He let the man's tongue into his mouth. He didn't reciprocate much, he let the man owned him. Yes, he is nothing but a fuck doll.
Something stuck inside his throat. Something bitter, dark and painful. Fear. He feared the man, his new master, and what the future will bring. Would he be just like his previous master, selling Ayase to different man every night, or would he be a possessive master, never letting Ayase out from his cage? And when will he be thrown away again?
Either way makes Ayase felt he has lost his future.
He guessed what will happen. His new master would have him every night until he gets bored. After that, Ayase would start his career as a one-night prostitute back. Or maybe his master would sell him to another. And chained back to another. Until in the end he was no longer desirable due to age. Then he would be left in small cheap brothel sucking filthy men.
When will it end?
... to be continued. I am so sorry for being indecisive.
