[C][M] Propositions

Derrick shrugged slightly as he was thanked, he wasn't use to praise of any kind and he didn't expect anything from the boy for the gesture.

"Dinner should be soon."

He muttered, changing the subject as he glanced over to the doors that they usually brought it through.

The man was starving, even the slops they got seemed appetizing at the moment.

Dinner.

A time he always dreaded.

He always got the last pickings. Whatever slimy thing left that no one wanted or had been spit back up after everyone had left to go do whatever they wanted before lights out.

He clutched his book tighter, eyes turning to the doors before flickering up to Derrick.

He didn't know what to say now. What to do. he just stood awkward.

A loud purr sounded from the man as the doors opened up and they started setting food out for them.

He could smell meat, Lycus had left with his Lycan meaning that they got all the left over meat that the cooks had bought for them while they had been staying, seems they had finally cleaned out the freezers, which was good news for them.

"If that book is so important to you go put it somewhere safe, its time to eat."

The boy looked like he could use it, he was practically skin and bone.

Derya nodded and turned to pad across the yard.

The smell of meat and drawn all the Lycan in the yard so while they were crowding around the doors, he made his way to the other side of the yard without any trouble.

He set the book down in front of her door. She could take it back into her room when she found it. He'd have to ask her another day if he could borrow another.

With the book taken care of, he moved back towards the doors.

He couldn't get close to Derrick again, though. People had crowded Derrick and his group.

He stood at the edge of the crowd, waiting silently. He'd get the last little bits like he usually did.

As soon as the food was set out fight broke out and groups of snarling Lycan piled over one another, clawing and biting to get close to it, by the end of the night more than a few of them would be dead, there was no doubt about that, meat was a good way to start a riot.

It went on like that for nearly an hour before the crowd calm and food was distributed.

Derrick soon padded out of the crowd, some of his gang trailing behind him. All of them were bloodied, most of it was not their own.

Blood dripped from his mouth where he had clearly bitten someone in retaliation as there was a claw mark across his chest.

A large grin graced his lips, that had been the most fun he had enjoyed in a while.

"You missed all the fun."
He chuckled, looking down at the boy, his head tilting as he looked him over.

For the second time today he held his hand out for the boy, offering him something.

Between his bloodied fingers he held out food, large chunks of meat, not the disgusting rotting kind they usually got either.

When people began to fade away from the area, Derya inched forwards.

He hoped there was something left today. Good meat was a rare treat. Everyone would want some.

Derya heard Derrick before he saw him. Him and his group were laughing.

He snorted softly when the man spoke to him. "Being torn apart because I tried to get something to eat isn't my idea of fun."

He eyed the man warily when he held out food for him. He hadn't expected Derrick to be this nice. He had expected to be fucked then left alone until the next time Derrick wanted his ass.

He was feeding him.

"Thanks," he muttered after a long moment as he reached for the offered food.

"You don't need to stare at me like that, I didn't poison it, not like I could even if I wanted to."

He replied with a shrug and he handed it to the boy, it seemed that Derya had not expected him to treat him like this.

"If you want me to treat you like shit then I can do that."

He added, he would rather not have to put up with the boy giving him wary looks every time he did something.

Derrick sighed before padding off toward the shower block.

He didn't want to be treated like shit.

He just hadn't expected to be treated like anything other than shit.

He was just an ass for Derrick to fuck. He couldn't understand why he was being treated well.

Derya watched the man walk off before digging into the meat eagerly. It was much better than anything he had eaten in the past two months. He didn't get to eat as well as the stronger Lycan. This was a big treat for him.

After he'd finished - which didn't take long - he padded towards the shower blocks.

He stripped of his jeans and folded them up, setting them aside as he moved towards the showers. He stepped up next to Derrick, eyes sliding shut as the water hit him.

"Thank you."

"Mmhmm."

The man replied as the boy spoke, he wanted his bitch to be strong and healthy, was that such a strange thing?

His gaze trailed over the boy's naked form, he seemed far too innocent to be in a place like this, he couldn't understand how someone would want to have him as an Lycan slave, he looked similar to the little one Ana had cared for a few times.

Was that it? Derya was going to be used as a bedroom Slave? There was no way he could handle manual labor and the house jobs were reserved for Elves.

"Have you even had sex before?"
He asked, looking down at him seriously, he would believe it if he hadn't.

His gaze flickered up to Derrick when he asked the question.

"Have you forgotten what happened two months ago?" He'd had sex.

He wasn't so innocent as the man thought he was. Under his slim frame, he was a sadistic person. He'd had partners before. A fair few.

But that's not what Derrick wanted to know. Derrick wanted to know if he'd had the sort of sex he was expected to have while he was the man's bitch.

"I've only bottomed a few times," he admitted.

His last partner had been more dominant than he had. He'd taken his virginity and fucked him a few times. Then he'd gotten caught up in all this.

Derrick looked at his dully as he spoke, no he hadn't forgotten, but that wasn't what he was asking the boy.

"Alright then, I'll have to train your body."

He replied, he wasn't going to just shove it in and risk seriously injuring him, that wasn't the type of guy he was, not when the one he was laying with hadn't done anything to deserve it.

"If the guards don't notice, you'll be staying in my cell tonight, I'll have one of my boys swap into your cell."

Now they had been put in with the other Lycan they shared sleeping quarters, four men to a room, he wouldn't have Derya sleeping in a cell where he couldn't get to him if another man decided to take him.

Derya nodded.

Training his body was necessary. He'd be doing it himself, too, now he knew that he'd be this man's piece of ass.

He didn't want to feel so much pain when he was being fucked. If he was whoring out his body for protection, he wanted to enjoy the experience.

"You make it sound like a prison." A cell? He didn't see their rooms as cells. The rooms were comfortable enough. He lived in his room comfortably enough, even though he made sure that all the others were asleep before him.

He was a careful person. He didnt like sleeping while there were people he didn't trust awake around him.

Derya didn't argue, though. He might actually get a decent night sleep with someone watching over him. No one would go for him with Derrick around.

"Does your group share your room?"

That would make him feel safer. If those people were ones that Derrick trusted, he had nothing to worry about. People that Derrick trusted wouldn't go after him.

"You don't consider it a prison? It's not like we are free to leave."

He did consider this a prison, given it was nicer than most prisons he had been in, more violent, but more comfortable.

"Yeah they do, I'd rather not get attacked in my sleep, so my room, and the few rooms around it are filled with my group."

There was power in numbers, sticking together was the best way to stay alive in a place like this.

"I'll stretch your ass tonight after lights out, but I wont take you yet."

He muttered, he would save taking him for a day he knew the boy could handle it, Derrick wasn't exactly a small guy.

"No. Should I?"

Yes, perhaps this place wasn't all that pleasant. They didn't get fed top-grade stuff. They slept in locked rooms being watched over. They couldn't leave.

It wasn't the nicest place but he really didn't see it as a prison. They got luxuries. Good food occasionally. Friends if you got into the right group. Luxuries. He'd gotten a book just because a woman approached him.

If you made the best of the situation, this place was nice enough.

The few rooms around it? How big was this man's group if they could fill several rooms? It seemed he had really picked when giving himself to this man. He was strong and he had a very big group of allies behind him.

Der reached for the soap, lathering it up over his body.

And so it begins, he thought dryly.

Tonight would be his first night being Derrick's bitch.

"I dunno, I'm not going to tell you what you should think."

He replied with a shrug and he too took a bar of soap and ran it over his body, cleaning himself of all the blood and dirt.

Derrick hadn't been able to reap the benefits of behaving well because he couldn't keep himself out of trouble long enough to earn them.

The rooms were at least comfortable enough, they got proper beds to sleep on, provided that they didn't tear them to shreds, and if they did, they had to earn replacements.

Once the man was cleaned he turned the water off and shook off, he didn't have any clothes left, they had been torn apart rather quickly.

Derya's eyes flickered over the man as he shook himself of water, reaching out to turn his own shower off.

At least the man was good looking.

He wouldn't be suffering too much having this man on top of him every night.

Derya ran his hands through his shaggy hair, pushing it back out of his face as he padded towards his folded jeans.

He bent over as he pulled his jeans on, his back to the other Lycan.

Derrick chuckled to himself, padding over to Derya and giving him a firm pat on the ass as he bent over to put his jeans on.

"Not the smartest idea to be bending over in a shower room."

He muttered with a devious smirk before heading toward the bedrooms.

"Got any shit in your room you need to pick up?"

Most lycan had nothing, but he had found the boy with a book and he had a pair of jeans so there was a chance he did.

The boy went rigid when Derrick pat his backside.

He'd have to get used to that. Usually having someone behind him sent into a panicked frenzy. Now he had to get used to Derrick being there. He wasn't going to have fun with that.

"Dully noted."

He'd be more careful when there were others around. Like everything else, he usually used the showers when there was no one around. This is the first time he'd showered with any of the other Lycan.

"Yes. Just some clothes." He only had what he had been wearing when he was first taken. The rucksack he had had with him hadn't been returned to him.

"Get going then."

He replied, nodding in front of him, he would follow the boy around for now to make sure no one got any ideas, Derrick didn't like sharing what was his.


The large Lycan yawned, stretching his arms over his head as they padded through the corridors of the male bedrooms, the women were kept separate, for good reasons.

It had been a long time now since he had been with a woman, he missed it, though Derya was as close as any of them were going to get unless they got into the breeding program.

Derya wasn't a priority here. He was small and weak in comparison to most.

As such, he wasn't needed. Guards weren't going to come to him and demand he do something only he could do.

His room was further back compared to the more powerful Lycan. His room wasn't even full. There were only three men in it.

It took him mere seconds to pick up the neatly folded shirt and boxers that laid on his bed. "That's it." That was all he owned now. The shirt and underwear he'd been wearing when he was turned.

It was possible to get more belongings, either they earned them by doing extra work or it was possible to request things from Ana, she was in the Elf's favor and spent half her days with the woman, many of which were able to take up crafts between caring for their newborn pups.

All of the women had clothes and in the colder months some of the men were able to bargain for some of their own.

"Alright, my room is this way."

He instructed, leading him back toward the closer blocks.

This room was the same as the rest and two other men sat in there, both of them involved with one another and lay sprawled out on the same bed, growling softly as they groped one another.

The other man who had occupied this room had moved into a spare spot next door because Derrick doubted that Derya would want to be sharing his bed any longer than he had to.

None of the men in this room had belongs and other than their beds the room was bare.

"That's yours."

He muttered, pointing to the door the largest distance away from the door, if anyone came in they had three other hulking Lycan to get through before they got to the boy.

His eyes flickered to the two men laying on one of the beds.

After a moment of staring, he turned his gaze to the floor. He'd seen it around in the yard. People seemed to have no idea of privacy here. If they wanted to fuck, they did it in front of everyone. If they were in a private place and were walked in on, they just carried on.

It was... strange. He'd never seen it like this before.

An orgy was fine. Orgies he'd been to and knew how they worked. With this... it was just people with no shame fucking in front of people.

The boy tossed his clothing onto the bed and sat down on it, training his gaze on Derrick, trying to ignore the sound of the men on the bed.

No where was private here, even if you went out the an abandoned part of the yard people were still watching so it really didn't matter, you simply had to choose whether you wanted to fuck somewhere comfortable or fuck out in the dirt.

"Don't mind Mark and Tony, they fuck like rabbits."

He muttered with a chuckle, at which point one of the Lycan flipped him off before smirking.

These men had watched each other like this for months now, they had no shame.

"Come here."

The Lycan gave a pant to his own thigh as he sat up on his bed.

Mark and Tony.

He'd remember those names. He just had to find out which name belonged to which person.

His silver eyes narrowed a little at the order, flickering to Mark and Tony before returning to Derrick. Did he want him to go over there with others in the room?

After a few moments, Derya padded over to Derrick reluctantly.

He stood in front of him, crossing his arms over his chest.

Derrick just smirked as he looked up at the boy, standing there all stern and uncomfortable.

"From the way you're standing anyone would guess you're a virgin, you look like a scolding nun."

He muttered with a chuckle and he gripped the boy's waist and pulled him down to straddle his lap.

"If you stop glaring at me every time I talk to you, I'll be sure to make this whole experience pleasurable for you."