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Chapter 22
Seth waited impatiently for his master to arrive with his friend. The only thing that bothered him about Embry's visit was that after only one day sharing the room with his master he would have to go back to the old ways. But that didn't really matter, Seth's only friend was alive and that was enough reason to celebrate. The slave was well aware that both he and Embry had lived longer than most submissives. It had not been easy but Seth knew that at least for him it had been worth it. He had a chance to love someone and experienced being loved in return. At least he thought his master loved him, he had not said anything but sometimes words are not necessary.
At last he heard two pairs of steps in the hallway. A small shiver originated on the base of his head traveling down along his spine. Months before a different set of steps announced another link in the chain of torture and abuse. At least that day he had been saved by the same man who had his life in his hands. He didn't need to hear, scent or see to know who was walking towards the room. He could be deprived of all five senses and he would still know that Jacob was there. His spirit would tell him that the other half of his soul was close.
The door opened and Jacob came in, the instant he saw his master's alluring features he felt an all too familiar stirring. He longed to feel his master's hands rummaging all over his body as they made love; to sleep with Jake's strong arms holding him. Unfortunately a deep seethed anger or frustration was etched on his features and his sad eyes looked at the slave in almost an apologetic way. Embry walked in behind Jacob, his small form almost drowned by Jacob's massive one. Seth felt lost and confused; the contrasts in his master's expression left him with numerous questions that he knew he couldn't ask.
In a moment of clarity Seth remembered who he was and how he was expected to act. He sunk to his knees with his arms on each side of him. Jacob's heart ached, it had not been twenty four hours since he told his submissive not to kneel in their room and there he was on his knees like an obedient pet. The alpha was deeply troubled; he knew they couldn't risk Embry finding out what was going on behind closed doors but that didn't make it any easier.
"Stand up mutt! I got stuck babysitting this idiot again." Jacob felt a twinge of pleasure for getting to throw insults at the slave he despised. It actually felt really good to call Embry an idiot. "Sam has to go away for a few days and apparently this whore cannot keep his clothes on." The alpha roughly pushed Embry towards Seth who caught him before he would hit the floor.
The two slaves stood awkwardly next to each other, Seth still holding his friend whose vacant expression was painful to see. Without another word Jacob turned on his spot and began walking towards his office. The instant the master's back was turned to them the two friends embraced and sighed as they felt the comfort of each other's arms, what they hadn't noticed was that the alpha had stopped and was watching them. Embry lifted his head from Seth's shoulder and kissed him on the lips, it was not sexual, it was just their thing. They always kissed on the lips; their kisses never lingered and were nothing more than pecks. Jacob had witnessed this before but didn't care, but it was different now. He felt like ripping Embry's miserable lips off his face for soiling his puppy. What happened next caused such anger in him that he could barely breathe.
Jake had never experienced jealousy, seeing that he never cared for another living thing. It was a world he never wanted to visit, not only it produced in him the urge to rid the earth of the wretched creature that was Embry Uley, it made him feel even worse about himself. His anger became unbearable when he saw his slave looking at his friend's face with concern, his thin brows furrowed and his smile turned upside down. Seth studied the submissive's face carefully while running his fingers through Embry's long tresses. What Jacob saw next made him absolutely furious. He followed his slave's soft lips as they kissed his friend's face several times. One of Seth's small hands rested on his friend's chest while he held the back of his friends head with the other one. Embry had interlaced his fingers with those of the hand on his chest.
"Embry, is so good to see you." Seth sported a sad smile even though he was elated for seeing his only friend. "I wish I could kiss all your bruises away, he really did a number on your face." Whispered the slave.
"It's ok, they will fade soon enough, but thank you for kissing me. You are the only person that comforts me, even when I'm not here thinking of you always makes me smile. You're the only person that understands what I go through in a daily basis. I wish you didn't have to go through all this shit, you're just too good. But I'm so happy to see you well; I've been worried about you."
"I've been worried about you too. Why did your master hit you?"
"He doesn't need a reason; he is getting worse every day. At least you look really good; actually this is the best I've ever seen you look. Is he being good to you?"
Seth knew he needed to lie even if it hurt him. "Not really, his father is really on his case about not being willing to pay for more subs so he eased up a little. He punishes me now in ways that don't leave visible marks, that way he can deny everything."
"Bastard" Embry sneered under his breath.
"That's our life I guess, but tell me what are you doing here?"
"My master is leaving for a few days. He asked Jacob to keep an eye on me, he can't trust me."
"Why is that?" Queried Seth.
"I tried to escape. He caught me of course and almost killed me. I think he would've killed me if Billy Black hadn't showed up and reminded him that if he disposed of me he was not getting another slave. I did spend a month in the dungeons chained to a wall. Ah, and he did this." Embry lifted his left hand to Seth's eye level. He was so horrified by what he saw that bile rose to his mouth coating it with a bitter taste. Embry was missing half his pinkie and ring finger. Seth's eyes filled with tears that he couldn't help but let spill.
"Embry…" Seth muttered, he couldn't speak his voice was choking with rage and impotence. He took his friend's mutilated hand and pressed it against his face bathing it with his tears. Embry's eyes brimmed with tears, his crushed spirit overtaken by emotion. Seth held back the steady stream coming from his eyes. His friend didn't need pity or somebody to feel sorry for him, he deserved compassion and love.
"It's fine Seth, please don't cry." Embry's voice quivered with emotion.
Seth encased his friend in another hug; he needed to be strong for his friend. They stood in place rocking, each one trying to comfort his friend. After listening to their conversation Jacob couldn't stay angry at the slaves. He knew how Sam treated his subs, the same way he treated his or at least how he used to. A shiver ran down his spine when he imagined everything the little dog had gone through. What rubbed salt on his guilty conscience was that he knew that the only reason he never cut a sub's fingers was because it never occurred to him. The master retreated to his office giving the subs some privacy.
Embry's stomach growled loudly making Seth take notice. "Em, when was the last time you ate?"
"Yesterday, Sam didn't have time to feed me this morning before leaving and he locks me in the room now before he goes out. Even if some of the staff wanted to help me they couldn't. When your master arrived he just yanked me out of the room and immediately we were on our way."
After telling Embry to stay put Seth went to his master's office. "Master may I go to the kitchen to get some food for Embry? He is very hungry." Jacob raised his eyes to look at his slave, who stood by the door, his eyes fixated on the floor.
"No you can't". Seth lifted his eyes to look at his master; Jacob read the word please on his lips as he begged for his friend's sake. The master could see how his sub pleaded with his eyes, the same way he had done it the day Jake cowardly branded him. Unfortunately he couldn't seem very pleasant to Embry. If Sam caught wind of him treating the submissive with a smidgen of consideration he could go blabbing to the council.
Seth stepped inside the office closing the door behind him. Jacob followed his movements with curiosity, not knowing what his intentions were. The submissives' eyes didn't make contact with his, he looked unsure as he approached his master. Jacob was not so much surprised as distressed when his puppy knelt next to him. "Please master I beg you, he has been through so much. His master cut his fingers off and has been starving him more than usual. When I hugged him I could feel the bones of his back."
Jacob couldn't stand it and placing his hands on each one of Seth's flanks and made him stand up only to pull him to his lap. Seth curled on against his master's chest with his head resting on his shoulder. After a few minutes of each man calming down enough to be able to speak the submissive rose slightly so his mouth was against his master's ear. "Please Jake, let me feed him, I can't bear to know that he is going to bed without having anything to eat today." Whispered Seth.
"You know very well that he will tell Sam everything that happens here. I can't put you at risk, I feel horrible for saying this but to me you are way more important than Embry and that's a fact."
"No man is worth more than another. At the moment I'm just lucky. If when the transporters brought us to the Uley property the soldier would've chosen me for Sam I would've ended up being his sub. That man out there could've been me, Jake." The master couldn't argue with that logic. Instead he got the gears in his head working, thinking of creative ways to give in to what his sub wanted without putting themselves in the position of having to explain their relationship.
"I have an idea, go out there and tell Embry I said you couldn't get him anything to eat, trust me." Seth nodded and gave his master a small peck on the lips before exiting his office.
"Sorry Em, he didn't give me permission to go to the kitchen." Embry's hope faded as he grabbed his stomach.
"It's fine buddy, but you better watch out." Seth raised an eyebrow as he gave him a quizzical look. "I may be very tempted to steal your share of the breakfast tomorrow." Their grinning faces were in sharp contrast with what each man felt.
"Seth, does he have any plans for us tonight? You know like last time. Because if he does I'm telling you right now that I don't want to top again. If it was somebody else I wouldn't mind but not with you. My friend you are the closest thing I have to a brother I can't hurt you like that again." Stated Embry shaking his head
"First of all you didn't hurt me. Second we'll do whatever he orders us to do. If he tells you to turn me upside down and fuck me you'll do just that, no questions asked. I couldn't bear to see him punish you." Embry nodded accepting Seth statement. He would hate every minute of it but he knew they were powerless to have control over their bodies. "Anyway even if he had plans he wouldn't tell me, we have to wait and see."
Jacob walked out of his office and was in front of the subs in a few long strides. "Seth, you asking for food for this mutt made me hungry; let's go to the kitchen so you can make me something to eat." Seth stood up at once but when he turned to look at Embry Jacob pushed him towards the door making him stumble and fall on one of his knees. Embry stiffened on his spot as did Jacob who made a huge effort not to pick his slave up. He had exerted more force than he intended and ended up hurting his pup.
"You, mutt" Said Jake pointing at Embry "Come with us, Sam already told me about your escape attempt you cannot be left unsupervised. Ah, and before I forget, know that I will not be with you two twenty four seven; if you escape while under my watch your little fuck buddy there will bear your punishment and his. I've never cut a sub's finger, that was a nice touch. I have to congratulate your master, he never ceases to amaze me. Maybe I'll try it with Seth if he pisses me off enough."
"Move, damn it!" Screamed Jacob, he was putting quite a show. His anger was not entirely fake; he hated having to treat Seth like a lowly slave. He was especially disappointed with himself for shoving him earlier and making him fall.
Arriving at the kitchen Jacob sat on one of the kitchen stools while Seth and Embry took food out of the refrigerator. Embry's stomach was growling loudly and Seth kept glancing towards his friend like if just by looking at him he could will his stomach to be quiet. Embry cut several slices of bread while Seth placed some pieces of chicken on a pan to warm them up.
"That'll take some time to warm up, I'll be right back." Jacob stood up and walked towards the hallway but stopped when he reached the door. "Don't try anything you two, I'm right outside this door."
The minute Jacob set foot outside the kitchen Seth took some of the meat he was warming up and placed it between two slices of bread and gave it to Embry. "Here, go in the pantry and eat this, if he comes back I'll tell him I sent you there to get a tomato." Embry didn't hesitate he knew the chance wouldn't present itself again and the other option was going to bed hungry. He scarfed down the sandwich like his life depended on it. While he was eating Seth brought him a glass of cold milk to wash it down.
By the time Jacob came back the two submissives had his food on a plate and looked like nothing happened. Seth gave his master a conspiratorial look that his master returned, but adding a half smile that his slave found extremely sexy. The sub was very grateful for everything. He knew that even though his master was rough with him it was all an act.
Once they were back in the room Jacob chained Embry to the wall and warned his slave not to try anything stupid. "I'm warning you dog, I know your scent like the back of my hand, if you try to escape I'll catch you for sure and I will not rest until you regret ever been born." Seth nodded in understanding and lied next to his friend. Embry turned to face his friend and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips before drifting off to sleep. Jacob couldn't help the jealousy that brewed inside him. Somebody's lips were on his puppy and he absolutely hated it. To add insult to injury he missed having Seth's warm body next to him and for the first time in a long while he had trouble falling asleep.
After quite some time all that could be heard in the room were the soft snores of the submissive and the nighttime critters wild orchestra of sounds. Jacob's mind was playing a movie in his head of everything that happened in the last few hours. He felt his heart constrict in his chest thinking that Seth could've been with Sam. The compassion that he harbored for the submissives was growing with every passing minute. Things that he never noticed before caught his attention. The slaves were not invisible anymore, quite the contrary, they were a big reminder of how totally fucked up was the world they were living in. Lost in his thoughts the master didn't see the shadow moving about in his room. He finally noticed Seth standing next to him but pretended to be asleep to see what would happen. His spirit soared when the soft lips of his slave caressed his cheek as he was rewarded with a tender kiss.
"Thank you" Whispered Seth in an almost imperceptible voice. He was certain his master was asleep but wanted to thank him for giving Embry some much needed solace. The slave sauntered back to his spot and laid next his friend snuggling up to him. Jacob felt as another part of his being healed; the kindness he had shown towards Sam's slave had not gone unnoticed by his spirit.
Before sunup Seth was taken out of his slumber by a warm hand gently shaking his shoulder. When he opened his eyes a smile crept up on his lips at the sight of his master's naked body kneeling next to him. Jacob signaled for his slave to follow him and they exited the room. They walked across the hallway and Jake opened the door to a room that Seth had always wondered about. Across from his master's room there were several doors that led to what the submissive thought were rooms but the doors were always locked and he never had a chance to explore.
Once inside, the room looked like any other. A queen size bed covered with a simple floral bedspread was pushed against the wall to the left. On the opposite side there was a big window with light green sheer curtains on each side. In front of the window Seth could see a medium size desk with a comfortable-looking brown leather swivel chair. A comfy looking armchair was set against the back wall, a reading light and a small table completed the list of furnishings in that room.
"Whose room is this?" Asked Seth.
"No one's, I consider this floor and specifically this side of the house my private area. I never wanted to have anybody dwelling in these rooms. You know I am a very private person. The staff keeps them clean in case we have too many visitors at once and the guest rooms are not enough. But enough chit chat; I didn't wake you up to talk, baby I need you." Seth wondered what was going on in his master's mind, the man that had everything certainly didn't need anything that a slave could provide. Jacob's voice was almost a whimper; he had awoken from one of his nightmares and turned to look at his puppy. The sight in front of him both comforted him and made him livid. His submissive was lying behind Embry with one of his arms resting on his friend's hip. The master knew he needed to claim his submissive, to feel him his again. It was stupid since nothing had changed between them but seeing him sleeping next to another man was just too much for him to tolerate.
Before Seth could utter a word Jacob pressed his lips against the submissive's. The master's lips felt soft like butter and his mouth was sweet as nectar. On instinct the slave placed his arms around his master's neck and his legs around his waist when Jake picked him up. He walked them both to the armchair and sat down in a less than graceful way making them both giggle. Seth nibbled on his master's lips and could already feel his member hardening and the scent of their shared arousal becoming more intense. The slave pulled back for a moment to remove his shirt which ended up on the floor beside the chair. Instead of reclaiming his master's lips he got to work on his neck causing a loud moan to escape his lips.
Jacob would never get over how amazing it felt to have his submissive's lips caressing his body. It was a new level of elatedness that he never thought existed. Seth continued worshiping his master's body as he sucked, kissed and nibbled on the warm flesh. The master kept kneading the slave's firm behind over his pants.
"Puppy these pants are in the way, stand up so I can remove them." Instead of climbing down to the floor Seth stood up on the chair one foot on each side of his master's legs. Jake lifted his eyes to look at him only to find his slave smirking in a knowingly way. The master undid the button of the old rag that passed for pants and after opening the zipper pulled them down. As soon as the cloth passed the submissive's narrow hips his cock sprung up in full attention. At that moment the alpha realized what his naughty puppy had been smirking about.
Of course he would mess with his sub a little, even thought he was dying to eat the tasty morsel right in front of his face. He took his time helping Seth step out of his pants even going as far as trying to fold them before depositing them on the floor. The submissive was almost to the point of growling to his master. He was spoiled; during the time they were away his master had pleasured him numerous times. The slave craved his master's hot mouth around his turgid member, it was becoming his drug. Instead of going for it, Jacob kissed the submissive's hips getting closer and closer to his sex without actually touching it. This was driving the slave insane; he couldn't take so much teasing. Since Jacob insisted on drawing circles around the sub's need Seth decided to take matters into his own hands. Moving back slightly he encircled his painfully erect member with his fist and after spreading some of his natural lubrication over the swollen head he pumped the full length of his hard shaft. The slave moaned into the room feeling his sac tighten and his body beg for release.
Jacob's gasp and quivering breath betrayed him. His submissive was being a total slut and he was loving every second of it. He was very far from the scared slave that until just a few weeks ago would tremble under Jacob's gaze. The master wanted to keep enjoying the show but his body was screaming at him, his dick like a fiery torch demanding attention. The alpha playfully slapped the submissive's hand away and replaced it with his moist cavern. Seth smiled down at his master in a silent victory which awarded him with a slap on the butt. Sensing that his pup was not going to last long Jacob used his fingers to prepare him.
While the lovers engaged in their early morning romp Edward was in the kitchen finishing breakfast unaware of the activities taking place upstairs. As it happened more frequent than not Ed had awoken and couldn't go back to sleep as thoughts of his beloved came to mind. He remembered how Benjamin used to hold him in his arms whenever he couldn't sleep. For most of their adult life they only had each other, but that was ok since that was all they needed. He had been infuriated the day before and needed to go on a run to calm his frazzled nerves. Jacob was getting worse every day, how could so much cruelty fit inside one person? Seth had lasted longer than any sub he ever owned, actually more than several of them put together. There was something special about the little dog, Edward couldn't put his finger on it but the pup had managed to stay alive when no other could. The cook could only guess all the despicable things Jacob submitted the slave to the previous night. He felt guilty for any harm coming to the kid and swore to himself to be more patient with the motherfucker alpha until his friends would come through with a plan to free the sub. Failure was not an option; he was not willing to see another slave die in front of him. That was the only reason he was still at the manor, he wouldn't make the same mistake twice. Especially after the catastrophic results of the last time he tried to wing it.
Edward worked in autopilot arranging all the dishes on a big tray. He tried to pile the plates with enough food for at least six people, maybe that way the two submissives in the room would get their fair share. He left the kitchen in the direction of Jacob's room with a heavy load that had little to do with the tray he carried. Every day he hated more and more having to go down that hallway. Each passing door brought him closer to the pits of hell. Inside the door a demon devoured the souls of simple men for the only sin of having been born different.
Seth was tightening around his master's fingers, his muscles contracting around the invading digits. Jacob spat crudely on his hand and spread the moisture on the purple head of his cock. He held the sub's hips as he lowered himself to the awaiting member. Their lips mashed hard together as the slave wiggled around a bit trying to align his master's dick with his entrance. At last ever so slowly he descended on his master's penis. Jake wouldn't let him go too fast afraid of hurting him; Seth's expression spoke of anything but pain, his face read unashamed bliss. Soon enough he was flush on his master's legs.
The submissive rocked back and forth slowly and deliberately, eliciting a stream of curses and faltering moans from his master. "Oh fuck Seth, so tight."
When Jacob's voice reached Edward he felt nauseated. The last thing he wanted was to witness what happened in that room and there he was, with a front row seat to all the action. He dropped the tray on the table and turned on his heels to escape as fast as he could from that place of eternal darkness. He stopped on his tracks when he realized the sounds were coming from the wrong side of the hallway. Inching towards the door opposite to Jacob's room he pressed his ear to it and heard two distinct fast beating hearts. He was disgusted by the noises he heard since he knew they were related to one more humiliating experience for the slave. The cook was very tempted to break down the door, run in the room, pick up the submissive and run out of there like his tail was on fire. Then again if he did that he risked causing the slave's death and that was something he couldn't live with.
Seth's arms were around the alpha's neck as he rose slightly on his legs only to sink back down in an interminable dance that mimicked the waves of the ocean. The submissive could feel his insides tightening and about to snap, he wanted to make it last longer but it was just too much for him to be able to hold on to a smidgen of control. Jacob was also feeling the effects of their sexual rapture. Every nerve in his length felt the friction of the sub's contracting insides; the sensation was rushing him to the finale.
Seth's movements were stronger, lifting himself until only the swollen head of his master's dick rested inside him, then impaling himself on the hot length. They were becoming lost in a desperate whirlwind of emotion and desire. Seth cried out his master's name before stiffening in total surrender. Jacob followed suit less than a minute after the sub. They were both out of breath and covered in sweat. Seth was close to collapsing and sat down on his master's shrinking member, watching his viscous fluid as it slid down his master's abdomen.
Edward stood frozen on his spot, unable to have a coherent thought. He had been certain that Jacob was raping Seth but what he heard couldn't be described as that. Did he hear right or was his sleep deprived brain playing tricks on him? Did Seth call his master by his name? That wasn't possible; if that was the case Seth would already be dead. One thing Jacob detested was not having total control over what his slaves did and said. If the submissive in fact called him by his name that could only mean one thing, Jacob allowed it.
Things started making sense to him. Seth's appearance for one, the weight gain and lack of signs of abuse. That brought him to Jacob's appearance, it had struck him the previous day but he was sure it was because of his time away, he looked young and relaxed. Edward remembered thinking that the son of a bitch didn't deserve to look so peaceful. Also the looks the pair of lovers were exchanging, he thought he had seen something but dismissed it as a product of his imagination. Jacob's request for Edward to leave their food by the door and not go in his room was what he still didn't understand. Edward wanted to smile and even do a little dance, if what he thought was true that meant Seth was safe. Unfortunately life had a fucked up way to mess with everybody around him and maybe he was seeing more into this than was there. It could be wishful thinking; he wanted it to be true but it was such a farfetched idea that he knew it was close to impossible.
Thinking that since they were obviously done they would come out of the room at any moment Edward peeled himself from the door and walked down the hallway with so many ideas, thoughts and questions floating around in his head that he thought it would explode. It was only a name, all he heard Seth say was Jacob. It didn't mean anything; most probably it was not even Seth. It sounded like his voice but maybe it was Embry's, nah why would he leave the room to fuck Embry? And even if he did he wouldn't allow any familiarity. It was probably another wolf, but that was not a dominant's voice. He could come up with a hundred different explanations and still not come up with the right one. The cook decided to go back to the kitchen and just observe them; he would draw his conclusions after watching them interact. He wouldn't ask Jake, if it had been a mistake and by some miracle Jacob didn't hurt Seth he could be tempted to do so if Edward put the slave's mistake in evidence.
Jacob reached for Seth's shirt and wiped his cum off his abdomen and after asking him to rise to his knees placed the shirt on his abused backside to catch what was trickling from inside him. Seth sat back down trying to hide his face on his master's chest. For one who's had more sex than he wanted to think about, Seth was very bashful when it came to intimacy. Parading around naked was second nature to him as was being fucked by any dominant, but this was way different. His heart was naked making him feel vulnerable. That on itself was very scary to one in such dire circumstances as he was. Unaware of what was going on inside his submissive Jake smirked at the blush that covered the slave's cheeks. "Don't tell me this embarrasses you" Jake stated in a less than tactful way.
"I know it's stupid, but it does." Seth's previous elated expression went to the other side of the spectrum. His head hanging low, his eyes glued to his hands that wriggled the tattered shirt between his fingers.
Jacob realized a little too late the effect his words had on the submissive. "Fuck sometimes I think the head of my dick has more brains than the one over my shoulders. That was very thoughtless of me. Please bear with me, I may be an idiot but I'm your idiot." The alpha gave the slave an apologetic smile that reached all the way to his heart. Seth knew that it will take a long time for his master to see him as more than a piece of meat.
"It's fine master." Anytime Jacob messed up Seth went into protective mode trying to spare what was left of his crippled psyche. The first step was going back to what he was used to; he always went back to being a slave. Seth tried to get off his master's lap but his dominant held him in place, his fingers digging into the submissive's hips in an almost painful way.
The alpha growled annoyed with the sub's attitude. Yes he fucked up, he was well aware of that; Seth didn't need to rub salt on the wound with this passive aggressive bullshit attitude. "Damn it! If you want to call me master go ahead. If you want me to treat you like a fucking slave let me know, but stop it with the fucking mind games. I'm getting fed up with this!" Jacob was not known for having a lot of patience, the last thing he wanted to do was yell at his submissive. In his head he knew that Seth had a long way to go before he could rid himself of the slave mentality but his heart couldn't wait for him to heal.
"Please forgive me; I'm not playing mind games. I'm an idiot too, but I'm your idiot." Seth shrugged his shoulders and smiled shyly at his master. The tension in the room defused almost instantaneously. Jacob hugged the slave and tucked a kiss on his bald head. They both sighed relieved for being in each other's arms once more and in good terms.
"Jake did we just have our first fight?"
"I guess, if I say yes does that mean we get to have make up sex?" Said the dominant, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. Seth laughed heartily at his master's antics. This was his boyfriend, the horny alpha.
"That sounds awesome but I don't know what time it is. The sun rose a while ago, weren't you supposed to be in the fields early today?"
"Oh crap you're right, but whatever, I'll get there when I get there. You're a bad influence puppy." Seth snuggled to his boyfriend's chest. Jacob wrapped his arms around the slave's small body in a protective embrace, filling himself with the scent of his submissive. That would take him through the day.
"Jake why the early morning booty call?" Mumbled the submissive against his master's chest.
"I had one of my nightmares but my puppy was shacking up with…" Seth lifted his head to look at his master arching an eyebrow and his mouth tense. "… our guest. You're so good at chasing the bad memories away that I needed your comfort."
"If all you needed was comforting I think a hug would've been enough." The slave was being a smart aleck, but his master didn't mind. When the submissive was playful and unrestrained his real personality would shine through. In those rare moments Jacob swore to free Seth by any means necessary.
"I wish we had enough time for me to erase that smirk of your face. I can think of enough uses for your mouth to keep you busy for a while. Unfortunately we have to go, I'm sure your friend is awake by now." Seth climbed down from his master's lap and donned his pants that laid abandoned on the floor.
"Why do you bother getting dressed? You're going to shower now anyway." Seth looked slightly crestfallen. Jake huffed in annoyance at what he thought would be another argument.
"What did I say now?" The master's body language was enough to tell the slave how frustrated he was. His arms by his sides, his jaw tense and a deep angry scowl on his handsome face completed the look.
Seth walked towards his master pressing the palms of his hands against his broad chest before speaking. "You didn't say anything wrong. I just felt embarrassed for not being up to your standards. To my defense you didn't give me a chance to shower. I hope it was not too unpleasant to take me in your mouth." Whispered the slave without lifting his eyes to look at his master.
"Puppy you were fine, actually more than fine, you were yummy. Don't take me wrong I still prefer you showered but your natural scent is like nothing I ever experienced and getting it was an unexpected treat. Also do you think I stopped to think for one minute that I wished you were fresh out of the shower? I had your dick in my mouth; all I could think of was how good it tasted, how great it felt on my tongue and how much my cock was aching to be inside you. And did I say I had your dick in my mouth!" Jacob held the submissive's shoulders, making eye contact as he spoke. Seth held his gaze even though he was blushing and felt the urge to look anywhere but his master's eyes. The master was more amused than anything, his little submissive worried too much about pleasing him. Little did he know that all the alpha needed was his presence, the rest would fall into place if he was there.
"Fuck I wish I could spend the day with you in our room. Keep the door locked, I'll ask Ed to bring your lunch. Don't worry; today I'm asking dad for his wolf. Yesterday I couldn't do it because Sam was there and the last thing I need is him sniffing around. I'm sure dad will accept and tomorrow you'll be able to go back and forth to the kitchen somewhat safe." Seth nodded, encircling his master with his arms like he didn't want to let go.
They walked together to the door where they shared one last kiss before stepping out in the hallway. Seth stood aside to let his master through; no submissive would ever walk ahead of a dominant. That's all it took to get the submissive in the right mindset. He knew that outside of that door he was nothing but a slave. Jacob shook his head frustrated with the whole situation. When did the world get out of their hands? The problems were the same as before the pandemic, war, corruption, crime, the list was eerily similar. They did accomplish something, to revitalize a practice that had been abolished hundreds of years before, slavery.