A/N: Thanks for reading this. I may be late in the future with the updates, I lost my glasses. It honestly hare to type when you can barely see the letters xD
Warning: The beginning is a little gross.
When Toki awoke his stomach felt as if it was on fire. He needed to find a latrine. Now.
He jumped up from his surprisingly warm sleeping spot. He was extremely sore so he hobbled his way out. Still naked, he hobbled outside, he spotted a latrine that was not a far walk. As fast as he could, he tried not to relieve himself. He grabbed the wicker wall and threw the door open and squatted. The pain he had to endure was excruciating, but the task he had after this was more gruesome. Once finished excreting he had to dig through the waste to find his favourite asset. He found the shining silver in and delicately grabbed it.
He slowly limped his way back to house he had come form. He needed to wash the ring and his hands. Once inside he saw a small bucket on a table. He shoved both his hands in it and started to scrub the waste off the ring and his hands. He spotted a bar of soap across the room. He swiftly went to grab it. He returned to the bucket and began to scrub both his hands and his face.
He was drying off when the house owner entered.
"I see you are awake now." Skwisgaar had just come from chopping wood for tonight's dinner. He was hot, sweaty and thirsty. He grabbed a small bowl and the bucket sitting on the table. He was about to take a sip when Toki had abruptly shouted.
"NO!" Toki slapped the bowl out of Skwisgaar's hands. The blonde was dumbfounded. Toki grabbed the bucket and threw the tainted water outside. He returned to see the enraged man.
"What was that about?" he asked with his eyes burring into Toki's skull. Toki sheepishly looked to the ground.
"I needed to wash" He turned bright red. Skwisgaar would not stop looking at him, it did not help that he was still naked.
"And it could not wait until Saturday? I already cleaned your wounds and washed your face." That's when he saw it. A glint of silver on Toki's hand.
"Where did you get the ring? It wasn't on you when I got you here."
"I sorta swallowed it... when they.. um caught me." Toki turned even redder then before.
Skwisgaar nodded. "Oh." then it hit him OH! "OH!" looked at the bucket sitting innocently on the ground and at the red naked man before him . Thank the Gods he did not drink it.
He picked up the bucket between his two fingers, handing it to Toki.
"Well it seems your first job as my slave is to clean my bucket and bring me more water." Toki accepted the bucket but, he defiantly looked at the taller man. He would not be this man's slave.
"I am not a slave" He glared. Skwisgaar challenged the look.
"OH? I do believe you were kinda given to me as one. I told you to run idiot. But you didn't and now you are stuck here with me. You should be grateful I even told that ass, Bergson, I would take you." He turned to walk away. Toki wasn't done.
"I am not going out like this, I am naked." He crossed his arms like a stubborn child. Skwisgaar turned and scoffed.
"Well, what can I do about it? I don't usually own slaves. I don't have clothes for you." Toki could not believe it. He would not only have to be a slave, but a NAKED slave. He pouted. He did not want to walk around naked all day. He sat on the floor and refused to move.
Skwisgaar would not fall for Toki's tantrum, he was his slave god dammit. He sat on the floor across the younger man. They sat for a very long while, both refusing to move. Toki's stomach growled and he pouted more. He put his hand on his stomach and looked at it. His expression was priceless. Like he betrayed his best friend. Skwisgaar broke. He got up and fetched one of his good shirts and a pair of pants. He had a pair fur lined boots he grew out of, still maybe Toki could fit them. He threw the clothes at Toki commanding him to change.
Toki smiled and started to change. Skwisgaar silently took the time to admire the younger man's body. He was much more muscular than himself. He noticed the pattern f scars on his back when he was treating the boy's wounds, he wrote them off as battle scars. But as he saw how Toki was moving he noticed they were a lot older and a lot deeper.
"Hey... you?" He didn't even know his name yet. "I'm going to the merchants to get dinner. You can come with me. We will get water on the way." Toki stood up, the clothes were a little to big but Toki enjoyed playing with the extra fabric on his sleeves. He put on the boots and followed Skwisgaar out.
"So what do I call you? Or do you prefer slave and idiot?"
Toki glared at his new owner.
"I already told you, I am not a slave!"
"The rope in my hands says otherwise" Skwisgaar decided to keep Toki untied. He held the rope loosely in his arms in case the Chieftain decided to go shopping today. Toki huffed, crossed his arms and mumbled under his breath.
"I'm sorry. I didn't get that." Skwisgaar cupped his ear mockingly. Toki blew out a big breath annoyed.
"I said Toki" He looked away from the older and refused to uncross his arms. "Toki Wartooth"
Skwisgaar laughed and ruffled his hair. Toki stood there stunned as the older man walked right past him.
"Well, Toki Wartooth, hurry up. I am not going to wait for you." Skwisgaar laughed haughtily.
Toki ran to catch up to the man but refused to talk or even make any sort of eye contact. Which was fine with Skwisgaar, he was used to silence by now. When the he wanted to talk he will talk.
"That will be three silver coins." The fisherman wrapped up a fish and two loaves of bread.
"Not for that tiny fish. Maybe for a shark, but not that shrimp." Skwisgaar stared down the man, who was intimidated by his height.
"The fishing season has been bad these days."
"That was your excuse last season. Maybe you are a bad fisherman, huh? Think about that?" Skwisgaar continued to stare the man down until he let up.
"Aright how about I throw in another fish and two potatoes." Skwisgaar leaned back.
"Okay. Hurry up." The fisherman ran to give the man his items. Skwisgaar respectably paid and walked off.
"What are those?" Toki asked once they began walking again. Skwisgaar PFFFFT and threw their items into Toki's arms.
"I do believe these are two fish, two loaves or bread and I think two potatoes. Some people may even call them dinner. Skwisgaar rolled his eyes.
"No, not the food. The metal things you are using." Toki tried to pint but his hands were full.
Skwisgaar finally understood.
"Oh, these. Yeah we just barely started using coins. They are easier to carry." He lifted a small sack and jingled it. Toki was amazed, it was such a different sound his bars made.
"The north lands don't have those."
"Pffffft. That's because we are so much more advanced."
Toki did not like having his homeland insulted. He sulked silently as they continued there walk.
They went to several other merchants buying specific things. Ointment for Toki, a comb for Toki and a new shirt, for Toki. They passed buy a man selling sweets. Toki's mouth practically watered. Skwisgaar, not a fan of sweets himself, tried to pull his slave along. Toki begged with his sad eyes and ultimately won. Skwisgaar swore he had a five year old as a slave.
The sun was setting by the time they had reach Skwisgaar's house. Toki's could barley see over the items in his arms. He dropped it all on the table and sat on the floor heaving for air, until his stomach growled. Skwisgaar smirked and pushed his head out of the way.
"Hey!" Toki snapped. Skwisgaar ignored the shorter man and went to prepare dinner. Bored Toki tried to sneak some sweets but was caught and had a bowl thrown at him.
"After dinner, I said." Skwisgaar warned.. He went back to skinning the fish and heating the potatoes in the fire. Toki went to explore his new surroundings. There wasn't a lot. Two bedrooms, but only one with a bed, a cooking area and a fire pit in the middle. There was a chair, but it was most likely the master of the house's. There wasn't anything exciting, just basic plain stuff. The bed looked soft though. There was layer upon layer of fur and the bed it self was huge. He sat on it. Oh yes, it was soft. He spotted the lyre laying right next to the bed, he picked it up and began to pluck it. The instrument was so different than the harp he played back in the northern lands. His fingers were to stubby for the speed he was trying to play and his fingers kept slipping, creating weird twang noises. Frustrated he placed the lyre delicately back on the floor.
"Is the food ready?" he asked once his stomach growled again.
"Yeah. Come and eat." Toki got up and walked towards the older man. He was handed a plate with food and a mug of water. He sat on the floor next to the fire and dug in. Skwisgaar watched him eat like a child, he sneered. Does he even chew? He thought to himself. He picked at his food taking much smaller bites and definitely chewing. Once Toki was done he threw the bag of sweets to the younger man.
"So how is it like in the northern lands?" Skwisgaar asked as Toki started inhaling the sweets. Toki licked his fingers and began munching on another one.
"Much greener than here. Just as cold and a lot more cows" he sat crossed legged watching Skwisgaar with ice blue eyes.
"Get over here." Skwisgaar ordered
"I am not your slave!" Toki argued. He was not a slave, no he was a hostage! He would be rescued.
"Shut up, Your hair is a mess. I'm going to comb it." Toki skeptically walked and sat right in front of Skwisgaar.
Skwisgaar brought out the comb he had bought for Toki and began combing the younger man's hair. It proved to be more difficult than he had perceived, Toki's tangles had tangles.
"Why did you take me in as a slave?" Toki broke the uncomfortable silence between them.
"If I didn't, you would be dead. Or they would have found something beside your missing foreskin to hang you by. I didn't want my generosity of letting you go TWICE" To emphasize he pulled hard on a tangle "to go to waste." Toki shied away a the mention of his private regions. He sat an stayed quiet while Skwisgaar braided his hair. Once done he was patted on his shoulder.
"Come its time for bed."Skwisgaar went over to his bed and undressed. Toki stood awkwardly awaiting instructions.
"Aren't you coming to bed?"
Toki turned as red as the fire. He wasn't a slave and he definitely wasn't THAT kind of slave.
"Oh no! I am sleeping in the same bed as you, so you can-" He cut himself off, he couldn't say the words. Skwisgaar stood half dressed in disbelief. He was being kind in offering his bed, which was a ton warmer than the floor.
"Okay, sleep on the floor. Do what you want." He crawled into be with his pants still on. "Just a warning it gets pretty cold at night" He snuggled under the blanket and drifted off to sleep. Toki laid on the floor, it wasn't that much different than when he was a child. He could sure deal with it now.
He was asleep for couple hours when the fire went out. He walked sleepily over to the fire and tried to coax it awake. With no luck he tried to fall asleep again. He tried to shiver silently, but could not control his teeth from chattering. Skwisgaar awoke to the clacking noise. He looked on the ground and saw Toki shivering. He smirked to himself, he told him. Skwisgaar turned over to attempt sleep once more, but he continued to awake to the loud clacking noise of Toki's teeth.
"Toki, get in bed."
"But I-"
"NOW!" He would have no arguing. Toki shuffled around and eventually got into the warm ed. He laid down with a sigh. Skwisgaar was able to sleep once more.
Toki was too excited to immediately fall asleep. So many new things were running through his mind.
"Hey... um Skwisgaar.?"
"WHAT?" would he ever sleep?
"I was just thinking, you know when you said you didn't want to let me go for a third time, well if there was a third time... would you let me go?" Toki hid his face under the fur blanket.
Skwisgaar was quiet for a long time, so long in fact Toki thought he went back to sleep. He settled into the bed about to drift off when Skwisgaar finally spoke.
"Yes." And that was it. Toki fell asleep as far away from the older an as the bed would allow.
When Skwisgaar woke he felt something was different. He was warmer than usual and had soft chestnut hair in his face. Thinking it was a date from the night before Skwisgaar's body instinctively snuggled into the body next to him. The other body in returned held him tighter. Too tight. In fact this body had a lot of muscles. He tried to pull away from the body, but it would not let go. He pulled harder until he almost fell out of the bed. He looked into the face of his sleeping cohort and screamed.
Toki awoke with a start. Someone was screaming. He looked around the house, no bandits, fire or dragon, just his master right next to him. Close... Toki screamed too.
After the scream fest, they were up and ready to start the day. Skwisgaar promised to watch Elis' kids while he and Agate went off somewhere. He might as well bring his slave along and load the work off on him. Ros would love a new toy to play with.
When they arrived Ros and her friends attacked Skwisgaar, clinging to his legs like she did when she was younger. Toki laughed, which switched the attention to himself. The kids pulled on his hair, clothes, and clung to him like leeches on a fat cow. He was stronger so it was easier to walk with child boots than for his master.
Using this to his advantage, Skwisgaar brought out his lyre and began to play. Toki stopped from wrestling the children from under his clothes to watch the older man. He sat in awe watching. Skwisgaar was not surprised with the younger man's gawking. Who wasn't impress with his playing? What he was surprised with was when Toki pulled a harp from seemingly no where and began to play with him. Toki played harmonies that supported him so well they actually made him sound better than what he actually was! And that was pretty damn amazing.
After several minutes of playing Skwisgaar stopped and turned to his slave.
"Where did you get that?" He did not want a stealing slave on his hands.
"While you were playing I got really bored watching, so I asked if one of the little kids had a harp. They let me borrow it." Toki held up the harp to the blonde face as if presenting it to him. He had the same boyish grin was painted on his face. Skwisgaar hastily looked away, grumbling about better sounds stubby dwarf like fingers. Toki confused by his master's reaction gave the harp back to Ros who demanded a ride on his back for payment. He couldn't just say no.
Exhausted from giving every kid at least 5 rides each, Toki collapsed on the floor. Skwisgaar scoffed and stepped over him. Skwisgaar looked around for soap and a pail. It was Saturday, bath day and he needed to be as clean as can be. Once he found all his items he nudged Toki with his foot.
"Oi. It's bath day. I will not have a smelly slave in my house. Get your ass up." he continued to nudge but Toki wasn't stirring. He shrugged and continued out to to the bath house.
Toki barely stirred after the older man left the house. He smelt himself and was convinced he stunk. He decided to soak in the water of the bath to get at least some of the dirt and sweat off. Upon entering the are of the bath he noticed he wasn't the only one there.
"Oh, now you want to take a bath." Skwisgaar was submerged in the water waist down. Toki silently undressed ignoring the older man's peering eyes.
"Come on, it's not like you have something I don't. You don't have to be shy little Toki" He laughed at the man good naturedly.
"Don't call me little." Toki pouted. He wasn't little. At least he was above average in height, which was defiantly not little. He stepped cautiously in the water, checking if the temperature was not to cold or too hot. Once in he gave a happy sigh. His muscles were aching. Children that tiny should not be so heavy. He heard splashing and tried hard as he could not to watch his master bathe. It was hard. The older man had skin as white as ivory and as smooth as marble. His blonde hair was like ribbons of perfectly spun gold. The water glistened and reflected perfectly in torch light that illuminated the bathing hole. He was like a God. Skwisgaar obliviously bent over, causing Toki to submerge his whole head under water to not look. But it was too late, a fact was learned that Skwisgaar had a nice ass. He felt a hand grab him buy his hair and pull him up.
"Are you not going to wash?" Skwisgaar sneered down at his slave.
"R-right. I should do that. But you can't watch!" Toki yelled hastily, which caused the older man to laugh.
"I can watch whatever I choose to watch. You are my slave." But nonetheless Skwisgaar turned away from Toki out of respect. Toki let out air he was holding and picked up the soap made of lye and fat. He began to scrub, he started his his chest and moved to his arms. He couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching him. He ignored the feeling as best as he could.
Skwisgaar couldn't help to be at least a little curious. He saw the scars, muscles,and everyone saw his penis, but those were for only small periods of time. He wanted to get a better look. He silently moved closer to the unsuspecting Toki. He stared up and down the muscles on his back, and the never ending web of scarring on his back. They were so old, so thick and deep. It was with all the man power he could muster up that he resisted from touching them. He studied the water droplets that slid down the contour of Toki's muscles. He watched as one started at the his neck,slid past his shoulder blades, down his spine and disappear just above his waist in the water. He shook himself out of his day and grabbed Toki by his shoulders.
"Your hair is dirty." He turned the younger man around and began kneading some of the soap in Toki's hair.
"Didn't I comb your hair yesterday, what is with all these tangles" He scrubbed harder as he complained, but once he deemed Toki's hair well scrubbed he dunk him back under the water.
Toki bounced back up sputtering out water he accidentally swallowed. About to express his dislike for the treatment, he noticed he was alone in the bath. When did Skwisgaar leave?
Toki dressed and went back into the house, where his tormentor was enjoying the warmth of the fire. Skwisgaar wasn't really dressed, he measly wrapped a blanket around himself. Toki tried not to look in his direction as he joined the man by the fire.
"So where did you learn to play the harp?" Skwisgaar asked after a few moments of silence.
"Asmund was teaching me." He poked the fire, keeping the flame alive.
"Would you like if I bought you one?"
Toki stopped poking the flames and stared at disbelief at his master.
"Would you?"
Skwisgaar scoffed. It was nice to have someone accompany him once in a while. The other musicians wouldn't play with him anymore. His speed and complexity intimidated them.
"Of course."
"But I am a slave.." Toki could not understand his kindness.
"You said yourself, you are no slave. But if you see it that way then-"
"NO! I want one"
"It's not going to be free, you know, you will have to work it off."
Toki nodded he head so fast he almost took it off.
"Well then, we will go shopping for it tomorrow"
Toki couldn't control his happiness. He tackled the man, embracing him in a hug. He was so happy he forgot the man lacked clothing.
"Toki" Skwisgaar tried to get the younger man's attention. Whom was not even paying attention to anything but the hug.
"Toki." Hug. "Toki" Nuzzle. "TOKI!" The younger man immediately loosened his hold to look down at the older man.
"Yeah?"
"I am.." He looked down at himself trying to hint he was naked. But the fish in Toki's brain weren't biting.
"Sick?"
"No I am..." The same head movement. No luck.
"Hungry?"
Skwisgaar swore this kid could not be dumber at times. He coughed. And looked down his body once more.
"You sure you are not sick?" Toki leaned forward and put a hand to Skwisgaar's forehead. "You are warm."
"Toki."
"You no, we could boil some ginger and-"
"Toki"
"And lay you-"
"DAMMIT TOKI I AM NAKED"
The younger man looked down his body. Each second he turned redder. He stopped when he noticed he was groin to clothed groin with the older man.
He shot up as fast as he could. Made his excuses and buried himself under the blankets left on the shared bed. Skwisgaar sat on the floor a little longer until he decided he was rather tired. He moved in next to the burrowed Toki. He did not even bother to replace his pants.
"You are sleeping naked?" Toki had noticed.
" Well since you like my body so much, I thought I'd let you bask in it's presence." Skwisgaar responded half groggy, half annoyed.
"Now shut up, and go to bed. "
Toki opened his mouth to retort.
" Or I will find something to hang you by. Outside. In the cold. Covered in meat."
Toki clasped his mouth shut and burrowed back under the blankets.
Skwisgaar awoke to find his bed empty. He stood and stretched his back, basking in the warmth of the sun. It was a strangely cold night.
He didn't see Toki in the house, so he continued to walk around in the nude. He washed his face, hands and blew his nose. Still Toki had yet to show. He was reluctant to play his lyre, in fear a quite pesky neighbor would decide to come around for a visit. Ever sense he claimed Toki, Grubber hasn't shown his face. It was a great couple of days.
He picked up the lyre anyways and plucked a few strings. Where was Toki, they had to go shopping. Absentmindedly he continued to pick the strings. As his worry grew, so did his speed.
"What if Bergson wasn't done tormenting him?" He slipped when an image of Toki brutally beaten flashed through his mind. That's it he had to find him.
He half dressed and stormed outside. He walked a couple of yards when he hear the distinct yelp that belonged to the man with the the catfish whiskers. He half ran to the general direction of the yelping. The sounds were becoming louder as he neared. Skwisgaar prepared to strike the offender of his slave. He was just ready to pounce when he saw the offender.
Toki was playing with a wolf pup. The pup was still teething and often clasped his teeth on Toki. Skwisgaar was confused. Why is this pup playing with Toki? Where is it's mother? He studied the pup a little closer, it was a little small, it's tail was curled, had a gimp paw and one eye was pure white. This pup was abandoned. He stepped closer to the two playing.
When the pup noticed Skwisgaar, they immediately ran to him and attacked his shoeless feet.
"Oi! Little so of a-!" He tried hopping away but the little goof ball would follow and pounce again.
"You are lucky. It took forever to even approach me." Toki pouted and sat on his knees.
"I have a way with stray children" Skwisgaar flashed Toki a dirty look saying get him off of me.
"Ettøye! Get away from the giant!" Toki called over to the pup. The pup bounded his way to Toki.
"You named it one eye?"
"Yeah. They are a real tough wolf pup!" Toki played with it's ears while the pup found his tail very interesting. "It deserves a real tough name!" The pup wanted to play some more so they jumped on Toki's face. Toki toppled over with an "oof" The pup continued their assault by nibbling Toki's nose.
Skwisgaar walked over to the pair and picked up the tiny pup. He held it mere inches from his nose. The pup could be held in one hand, he still had some his milking teeth, and his tummy was still a little fat. He was still young.
"I would run away if I were you," He whispered to the pup. "Your new mom is a huge baby"
"I can here YOU! I am right here" Toki called from where he laid on the ground.
"See what did I tell you!" he place the pup back where it turned it's assault back on Skwisgaar's feet.
"FUCK!"
Toki laughed. He rose and grabbed Ettøye and walked back to the house, nuzzling him all the way. Skwisgaar followed after them, mumbling to himself about stupid wolves and even stupider slaves. When he had entered the house he was greeted to his lovely neighbour Grubber sitting at his table.
"What are you doing here?" This was not the morning for this.
"I was just bored and I thought that you could use company." Grubber smiled. Skwisgaar honestly wanted slam his head through a wall.
"I think I have enough company" He located to Toki who was standing in the corner awkwardly while Ettøye fought with his boot laces.
"Slave! What are you doing standing there? Don't you know how to greet a guest?" Grubber yelled across the room a Toki.
"No, not really" Toki shrugged and stayed where he stood.
Skwisgaar snorted and went to retrieve a basin and a shirt. Grubber washed his face and hands while Skwisgaar lazily dressed.
"Since you are here, might as well make yourself useful" He pulled grabbed a small sack of silver coins. Grubber perked up at the man's words.
"Go into town and buy me a nice harp."
Grubber physically deflated.
"Why not make your slave go?" He pouted.
"It's time to put salve on his wounds and he still doesn't know his way very well around the village." He placed the sack in Grubber's hands and shooed him out the the door. Once alone he looked at the cowering Toki.
"You are not getting out of this" The older man stalked forward. Toki hunched more inwards.
"But it stinks! And it feels weird." Toki argued, still cowering . Skwisgaar would not listen and he grabbed the older man and dragged him over to the bed.
"Ettøye! Ettøye! Help!" The pup was ready to pounce when the older man flashed a dark look at the wolf. He knew who the master was.
"Shut up, you big crybaby!"
Toki was thrown on the bed and Skwisgaar wrestled his shirt off.
"Pleeeeaaaaaaassssse!" Toki continued to beg and fight, but Skwisgaar would have none of it. He flipped Toki over and prepared the salve. Toki was right, the smell was down right rancid and it had a weird gooey texture that would be firm in some places.
Toki's wounds were healing nicely, but with all the playing and hard work he had been doing, they were inflamed and irritated. Skwisgaar put a big glob of the salve on rather angry wound. Toki moaned at the sudden cooling feeling, it was a huge relief.
Skwisgaar faintly traced the already healed scars on Toki's back. The wounds would have been just as angry.
"Where did you get these?"
"Well,there was this huge BATTLE!and a ton of Vikings, you should have been there it was intense. How the fuck do you think I got these?" The smell of the salve always made Toki more irritated than normal. Skwisgaar did not like the younger man's saucy attitude most of the time, now was that time. He smacked his butt. Not a flirty smack, oh no, this was the grandfather of all smacks. Like Thor struck his hammer right on Toki's ass. It would be hell to sit for days. "AAAAAAGH!"
"Not those, idiot. The older ones. And cut it with the attitude."
"That wasn't a reason to strike me!"
Skwisgaar looked down at Toki's butt, he was wearing pants. He would be fine.
"Well are you going to tell me?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Talk to my ass."
Skwisgaar laughed. The boy honestly didn't understand the way that could be taken. He leaned over to whisper in Toki's ear.
"The last person who told me that, couldn't walk for days after I was done"
Toki tried to sit up, but Skwisgaar held him down. He had to keep the salve on until it dried.
"I-I didn't mean I like that, You, you pervert!" Toki wiggled underneath the older man. He gave gave up with a groan and tried to bury his face into the blankets.
"You suggested it. Now tell me about these scars." He traced another one and Toki slightly leaned towards the touch.
"mfft feerma ffhhhttt fmmmmpht ermmmphfft" Toki responded with his face still in the blankets.
"What? You are going to have to repeat that." He traced another one. Skwisgaar honestly enjoyed tormenting the young man.
"I said …...and …..." Toki mumbled his words so low Skwisgaar still could not hear.
"I'm sorry?" He traced and rather large one that was extremely sensitive. Toki accidentally moaned. Loud. Skwisgaar stopped his hand and looked down at the younger man. Toki hid his face in the blanket again. His whole body was flushed red, it was quite comical.
"Well I am still waiting." Skwisgaar said in a sing-song voice. His smile almost splitting his face in half.
Toki lifted his head, and tried to glare at the older man. His tormentor.
"I said, my father used to whip me."
Skwisgaar's smile dropped. His stomach was filling with an unpleasant feeling. He backed off from Toki.
"And-"
Skwisgaar didn't wish to here any more.
"You can get up now the salve has dried."
Toki didn't move. He grew even redder.
"Didn't you hear me? Its dry"
Still no movement. Skwisgaar felt that even more of that feeling inside his gut. Did he offend Toki? He was just being playful? What if he fucked up?
"Um... "
Skwisgaar was forced out of his thoughts by a small squeaky voice.
"Could... you .. leave? I have to.. um.. take care of something."
Skwisgaar was relieved. He wasn't angry.. at least not that angry. But what did he need to take care of?
"What do you need? I will get it for you" Skwisgaar reached for the younger man.
"No!"
Skwisgaar was taken back by the sudden outburst. He backed off respectively.
"Could you just leave. I won't be long.. It's just-" Toki cut himself off and buried his face back in the blankets. Skwisgaar got it.
"OOOOH! Okay, just yell when you are done. Um the melted cream is over there...so"
There was an awkward silence that hung in the air. Skwisgaar just stood not knowing what to do until Ettøye tried to use Skwisgaar's clothes as a bathroom.
"Out! Out with you! Come on." They both walked out the door and left Toki alone. Toki sat up and tentatively touched the bulge in the front of his pants.
Outside Skwisgaar watched their newly adopted pup to make sure he didn't run off. He noted how the pup squatted to pee.
"I can't tell if you are a female or a male." The pup was to young so his balls haven't dropped yet , if it was a male.
"What am I going to feed you?" another complication. He supposed the pup could eat the scraps, and they could go fishing and hunting more often.
Skwisgaar didn't pay attention to where he was sitting and thinking until he heard muffled sounds. He turned slightly noting he was right by the door. His curiosity was taking over as he leaned in to hear slightly better. Toki was really stroking the catfish! And he being all that shy with the noises eminating from the walls. Granted they were only muffled groans, moans and a curse here or there but it was still erotic coming from the innocent child like man.
Skwisgaar pulled himself away when he saw grubber walking up. He had the harp in hand and a grin on his face.
"Hiya! Why are you outside?" He looked suspiciously at the house.
"I thought I would enjoy the fresh air before the sun goes down"
"Where is your slave?"
"Hopefully preparing dinner." Skwisgaar laughed trying to hide what Toki was really doing.
"well why don't we go inside? I brought you that harp." He handed the instrument to the taller man.
Skwisgaar didn't want Grubber to go inside and see Toki in an intimate situation. He had to think fast. He grabbed Ettøye.
"You see, I would love too! But little Ettøye here, he hates new people. Strangers. Such a a little rascal" The pup nipped at his fingers.
"I think that's a she."
Skwisgaar turned the wolf over.
"How can you tell?" he certainly couldn't.
"There is no peen." He pointed to the belly, nothing was there.
"I thought it comes out when it gets older."
Grubber laughed at his idiocy.
"No. the pup still needs somewhere to piss from."
Well great now he has to tell Toki, Ettøye was a girl. He rubbed the pup's belly and she wiggled out from under his hand to attack Grubber.
"Skwisgaar?" Toki's voice quiet and soft, still out of breathe. Skwisgaar turned and saw the younger man looking sheepishly at the ground. His face was still flushed and his hair was a little rumpled. Skwisgaar stood and rumpled his hair more.
"don't be shy little Toki, we all do it sometimes." He smiled but the younger man refused to look up at him. Skwisgaar brushed past him and entered his house, ignoring Grubber's cries for help. He placed the harp lightly on the table and began preparing for supper. He looked through the contents of his storage cabinets and located vegetables, chunks of meat and a few spices. He brought out some jerky for Ettøye, and began preparing a stew.
"What are you cooking?" Toki walked inside once the whiff of food hit his nostrils.
"Stew. Where is the pup and the man outside?"
Toki tried to sneak some bread but was granted a nice smack on his hand.
"She is laying by the fire. And once I got her off of him he said he had to leave. He didn't like my presence or something" He shrugged, it really wasn't a big deal.
"You knew the pup was a girl?"
"Well yeah, I kinda grew up on a farm." He smiled at the older man, now being able to hold something over his head. Skwisgaar set bowls of stew on the table next to the harp. He knew what Toki was going to do, he had way to stop the younger man from even trying to one up him.
"So what did you fantasise about? It sounded really sexy."
Toki was in mid bite when the question was asked.
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"Well when I play with myself, I usually think of chunky woman and-"
"I don't see why that is any of your business"
"Calm down, we are both men here, are we not? In fact it was my fault in the first place."
Toki kept quiet. It technically was the older man's fault,playing with the sensitivity of his scars and what not. He didn't want to say what it was he was thinking about, it was embarrassing. .
Visions of golden ribbons and marbled skin passed his eyes. A warm feeling that started at his chest travelled down to the base of his spine. the feeling attempted to go lower but he stuffed his mouth with hot stew to distract himself.
"You are going to play the harp for me."
Skwisgaar didn't like the uncomfortable silence.
"Me? Why?"
"You are my slave, that's why."
Toki pouted, but ceased arguing once in for all. He finished of his stew by drinking the last of it right from the bowl. He sighed and patted his now full stomach.
Skwisgaar was done as well, he tossed chewed and non chewed of jerky to the wolf pup , He then handed Toki the harp and awaited him to play. Toki shyly began to play. It wasn't amazing, but it was decent.
Toki started off slow, but as he got more into it he was playing melodies that no one could match. The song was beautiful. Toki closed his eyes and as he played the pitch and tone would fluctuate sporadically. From peaceful and slow to fast and full of rage and anger. The song was full of emotion, and Skwisgaar could feel every single emotion pass through his body. He wanted to cry, smile, fight, laugh, scream, hug, embrace, die, murder and kiss. He stayed silent even after Toki had finished.
"What song was that?"
Toki looked at him with his ice blue eyes shining.
"It has no name. I just play it when I remember my home."
Skwisgaar nodded sympathetically, he understood the emotion that was put in when a song was about his home. Toki probably had so much bottled up emotions he needed to get it out.
Toki played with the ring on his finger, he prayed every second he could that his sisters were aright. He smiled fondly at the argument the little girls were having at breakfast.
" and this would make a wonderful meal" Toki whispered.
"What was that?" Skwisgaar overheard the tiny whisper.
"It's nothing. Just before the attack on my village I told them a story." He held the finger with the ring up for the older man to look at.
"What story?" Skwisgaar simply thought it was a beautiful ring with nothing more to it.
"The children's story of The Harrier and The Rabbit. You have never heard it?"
Toki's ice blues were wide with surprise. Skwisgaar shrugged, it never really mattered to him.
"Tell me it?"
"Uh. Sure" Toki moved over to the where he patted the spot next to him for Skwisgaar.
"PFFFFT. Why do I need to go there?"
"So I can braid your hair.. I used to do it for my sisters before bed."
Skwisgaar lazily walked over to the younger man and at cross legged on the bed.
Toki began while he combed and parted the silky hair.
"In the begging when only one of each animal existed, there was a rabbit. The Gods had gifted him with long legs and a beautiful White tail to run and hide from enemies."
"What a stupid gift" The older man interrupted, which received him a smack on the head.
"It was not my choice. The Gods wanted him to have it. Now shut up, I'm telling a story."
The older man sat quietly, listening to Toki's every word.
"The gods made him an eater of plants so he could find food anywhere. One day as the rabbit was running along he grew very hungry. He stopped and looked around. No to far from him was a harrier's nest with green plumage and a beautiful flowers. The rabbit ran over an began munching on the flowers. The harrier swooped over and stopped the rabbit."
"Stupid rabbit. I hope he was eaten." The older man once again voiced his opinion. Toki ignored him and continued his story.
""what are you doing? Stop eating my home" yelled the harrier.
"I will not! I am hungry
" the rabbit returned to eating the nest.
"no! I order you to stop. This is my nest. Go eat somewhere else"
The rabbit didn't want to go somewhere else. There was no food anywhere else.
"if you do not stop eating my nest, I will drown you in the river and have you for lunch"
The rabbit laughed. "How can you eat me? You are not as large as an owl. Go eat a mouse" the rabbit ate the nest. The harrier, furious, grabbed the rabbit and flew over to the river. The rabbit seeing the river fought the Harrier. He used his claws and scratched at the bird. The harried cried in pain. He squeezed his talons to crush the rodent."
Skwisgaar continued to listen with wrapped attention. Even after Toki had finished braiding his hair he sat crossed legged and silently. He turned and watched as Toki made the motions of an eating rabbit and a flying harrier.
"But the rabbit would not let up. He used his large teeth and bit the bird. The harrier pecked at the the rabbit. The fought until they tore each other apart and until nothing was left. When seeing this the Gods were unhappy. They made a new rabbit and harrier."
Toki made more motions of the two animals fight and when they finally tore apart he threw his arms in the air.
"But cursed the rabbit to be fearful and tumid. The cursed the harrier with a small beak for tiny rodents and bright feathers so they could be seen by hunters. "
At the end he held his ring illustrating the fight of the bright harrier and the fearful rabbit. The story made the ring that more beautiful. Skwisgaar fell asleep with his head on Toki's lap as Toki stroked his braided hair. Even Ettøye had fallen asleep. He tried to lift the oldr man off him, only for him to fall limply in his arms. They were already in the bed, might as well ley back and sleep.
Toki layed back with skwisgaar still in his arms and drifted off.