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The market is, objectively speaking, a miserable place. Precious few of the merchandise are happy to be there, nude and bound and collared - sometimes even caged - free for every prospective customer to examine. Few of the customers are happy either. Prices are high, and the press of so many bodies create a stifling atmosphere.
All in all, it is exactly what Jade had expected. He strolls leisurely through the market, not particularly bothered by what is going on around him. It was one of the reasons he had been chosen for this assignment. Today is his first day at the market; he's meant to speak with the vendors, make connections, and walk away with a cheap but handy acquisition.
He's working on the last part now. It's surprisingly difficult to find someone useful and docile, but still with some spirit left - he does not trust the older slaves who are complacent with the system.
It's during his second time looping through the market that someone catches his eye - for all the wrong reasons. He stops, stares at the familiar figure in front of him, an uncharacteristically surprised expression flashing over his face.
Then he's smiling again. He's still unsure if this is a good turn of events, but perhaps he could use this to his advantage.
"My my, I didn't expect to see you here."
All in all, it is exactly what Jade had expected. He strolls leisurely through the market, not particularly bothered by what is going on around him. It was one of the reasons he had been chosen for this assignment. Today is his first day at the market; he's meant to speak with the vendors, make connections, and walk away with a cheap but handy acquisition.
He's working on the last part now. It's surprisingly difficult to find someone useful and docile, but still with some spirit left - he does not trust the older slaves who are complacent with the system.
It's during his second time looping through the market that someone catches his eye - for all the wrong reasons. He stops, stares at the familiar figure in front of him, an uncharacteristically surprised expression flashing over his face.
Then he's smiling again. He's still unsure if this is a good turn of events, but perhaps he could use this to his advantage.
"My my, I didn't expect to see you here."
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He reaches out lazily with one hand, scratching at Shinjirou's scalp, mimicking the way he's petting Irvin.
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This isn't the sort of being attacked on both sides he finds all that fun and he can't simply flee out of the situation. Irvin's weight keeps him locked right on the spot and Jade could easily pull on either the chain or his hair and do the same. Shinjirou joins Irvin's whines. "I said I'm not a dog ..."
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At the moment, however, he's beginning to feel more like a pet than a slave. If it weren't for Irvin's aggressive demand for attention, he might enjoy the scratching. It's definitely nicer than chain-yanking or being left alone for hours.
"What's wrong with you two. Ugh."
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"I would guess that Irvin is trying to show affection," Jade observes dryly. But he doesn't mention what he himself is up to, waiting to see if Shinjirou will ask.
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Irvin is heavy and his claws open skin where he slips off. And the dog doesn't seem to care much when Shinjirou winces and tries to pull himself up on the sofa, away from Irvin's cuddle attack. Hissing in pain, he presses his head up into Jade's palm.
"And you think that's funny or what?"
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"... are you serious?" He no longer attempts to get away, though he does shut his eyes and tenses up more and more, the longer Irvin spends time on licking him.
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Irvin seems to be aware of it and barks, rubbing up against him. It's not just his fur he can feel brush over his skin, but also the dog's genitals and that is ... awkward. Dogs have humped his leg before, alright. Right now, however, he's naked and this isn't his leg, it's his stomach. "You're not going to call him off, are you."
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"You two look like you're having so much fun bonding," he continues. "It would be rude to interrupt. Besides, Irvin might be able to teach you a thing or two."
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Stroking Irvin at least keeps the dog content enough to not howl directly into his face, but Irvin also takes it as encouragement to continue. "Come on, Irvin, Jade needs some love too."
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"It's a matter of attitude," he says at last. It's not his main purpose here, but it's certainly a secondary goal. He wants Shinjirou to learn how to act friendly and needy and obedient to his future clients, and learn some of Irvin's mannerisms just in case.
Irvin is starting to sniff at his direction. Jade stares at him, unblinking. "No," he says firmly, and Irvin whines quietly, going back to nuzzling and licking Shinjirou's face and neck.
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It's the exact opposite, in his opinion. Still, there's nothing else he can do but indulge Irvin as long as Jade wants him to stay put. At least it's easy to hide his flushed face in Irvin's fur. "What do you expect me to do? Behave like a bitch in heat and just take it?" He doesn't mean it literally, despite what's going on; just to learn and quietly accept being touched and to reciprocate.
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Suddenly, he stops rubbing Shinjirou's shoulders, placing two long fingers against his neck instead. "You feel rather hot. Are you quite alright?"
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His heart's beating fast, a harsh thump he can even feel in his head. "You're weird."
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"Irvin's, you know, pretty excited." What is he supposed to do about that? He can't get away because neither Jade nor Irvin are willing to let him. "I don't understand what you expect from me."
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Close as he is, Jade can feel the exaggerated rise and fall of Shinjirou's chest, the way his pulse almost seems to slow as he masters his frustration. Jade smiles inwardly, pleased with Shinjirou's quick progress.
"I don't expect anything from you." It's not as much of a lie as it could be. He doesn't want to force Shinjirou into anything; there's no point in that. "I only want you to enjoy yourself."
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"I'm not sure I'm enjoying myself." Shinjirou looks up, knowing that even a silent plea for guidance is a lost case. Apparently Jade's having a good time and isn't in the mood for details. There's one rather open-ended question Shinjirou thinks Jade may be willing to answer: "Is Irvin a guest?"
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But why say that when he can frustrate Shinjirou instead?
"Maybe. Maybe not." He withdraws his hands, folding them resting them on his own knees instead. "Does it matter?"
This way, he's still giving Shinjirou a choice. It's just a less clear one.
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Does it matter?
In the beginning, Jade's told him to take care of Irvin. That must still hold true. And at the moment, if he wants to take care of him, then ... well. Still somewhat uncertain, for more reasons than just not knowing what Jade's goal is, he allows Irvin to push him around. He ends up on all fours, not an unfamiliar position.
He shakes his head in disbelief anyway. Strangely, between all the shock, he's not too worried. If he's got it wrong, then Jade will be there to correct him.
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The display of propriety sends blood rushing straight down to Jade's cock. His fingers curl as he feels himself twitch and stir, and he leans forward slightly, crossing and recrossing his legs and doing his best to ignore his arousal, allowing it to build slowly.
"Just remember- " Lust darkens his voice, a hint of huskiness beginning to emerge. "You chose this."
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When Irvin licks at his face, he nuzzles back, though his eyes are squeezed shut tightly. What is he doing here? Ass raised for a dog to mate with him, willingly. He stays still the entire time, offering his body without doing more than tremble once or twice when Irvin's teeth dig in a bit too deep.
Eventually Irvin's behind him again. Shinjirou knows about dogs, he's read dozens of books, has seen documentaries, watched the dogs at the orphanage ... he knows what to expect, and still, he shivers badly. Glancing at Jade tells him that he's made the right decision. Jade's watching.
"Get on, Irvin. I'm ready."
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"I don't want you to strain your throat," Jade warns. Despite his best efforts, his cock is hardening quickly, visibly pressing against the restrictive confines of his pants. He feels trapped; his shirt is sticky against his skin, and the sight in front of him has him mesmerized. He can't look away. He had been trying to visualize it ever since he obtained Irvin, but now that he's being confronted with the reality of it, it's so different: quicker and wilder and more degrading than anything he's seen before.
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