A Firm Hand (PrincessGumdrop & TNT)

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Scenario Specifics

WHO:

Jason Willis
25, 5'9", 150lbs, Lean w. Dark-Brown, Almost Black Hair & Eyes
Several Piercings & Scars/No Tattoos

Lukas "Boy" Bricker
20's, 5'10", 155lbs, Lean w. Wavy, Dark-Brown Hair & Light-Brown Eyes
No Piercings/Tattoos

Draven "Raven" Bricker
45, 6'3", 195lbs, Well-Built w. Longish, Dirty-Blonde Hair & Amber Eyes
Several Piercings & Tattoos

WHAT:
Affection, Aftercare, Age Difference, Anal, Ass to Mouth, Bathroom Control, Biting, Breath Control,
Bukkake, Clothed Sex, Cock Slapping, Crotch Sniffing, Cum on Clothes, Dirty Talking, Discipline,
Double Penetration, Face-Fucking, Facials, Fingering, Forced Nudity, Hair Pulling, Knife Play,
Oral Training, Roughness, Saliva, Sex Toys, Spanking, Wardrobe Malfunctions & Watersports

WHEN:
Friday the 13th of January, During the Great Pandemic of 2040, until...
Outdoor Temps are Currently a High of 40 & Low of 25

WHERE:

12 Greene Street, Soho, New York City, New York

Map of Soho & Surrounding Neighborhoods

Draven's Residence

Floor Plan of the $8.7 Million-Dollar, 4500 Square-Foot, Three-Story Penthouse

1st Floor

The Gallery w. Elevator Entrance, Connected to the Living Room

Living Room, Connected to the Gallery & Dining Room, Overlooked by Master Study

Dining Room, Connected to the Living Room & Main Stair

Kitchen, Connected to the Main Stair & Lower Terrace w. Reflection Pool

Lower Terrace w. Reflection Pool, Connected to the Kitchen & Master Terrace

2nd Floor

Draven's Master Study, Connected to the Main Stair, Overlooks the Living Room

Main Stair

Draven's Master Bedroom & Bath, Connected to the Main Stair,
Outdoor Shower & Master Terrace

Outdoor Shower, Connected to the Master Bath & Master Terrace

Draven's Master Terrace, Connected to the Master Bedroom,
Outdoor Shower, Private Seating & Lower Terrace

Draven's Private Seating, Connected to the Outdoor Shower & Master Terrace

3rd Floor

Upper Terrace, Connected to the Conservatory

Conservatory, Connected to the Main Stair & Upper Terrace

Lukas' Bedroom, Connected to the Main Stair

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

Jason had been with Alister for 4 years 25 days 15 hours and 30 minutes. He had been taken when he was 21. What possessed Alister to take him he never really figured out, but he understood partially why he was being tossed away. Alister had grown bored of him. Apparently, chocking out your plaything wasn't so fun when he actually stopped fighting because he could no longer breathe. Four years and Jason had never once thought that if he stopped fighting that he would have been let go. If he had, he would have stopped fighting long ago. Perhaps he could have been back with his family sooner. He wouldn't have had to deal with the torture that he was put through. He still remembered day one. Day one consisted of a scalding hot shower to help him 'clean himself of any germs' that might have been on him, then he was forced to deep throat his new 'boyfriend,' after that he was burned with hot coffee that his boyfriend thought was too cold, only to once again go through a scalding hot shower. And that was just the start.

The next coming months and years were whatever Alister thought was fun. He had plenty of scars, which he was blamed for, that relayed the tales of what Alister had done to him. Sometime around year three though Alister mellowed out to just playing mind games on him. Telling him that he wouldn't be chocked out if he fixed breakfast in time, only to never be able to. Or if he managed to prepare a good lunch then he could go outside for a few hours. Only to have "being outside" mean strapped to a table as Alister poured freezing water on him, regardless of the weather. Around year four though something changed in Alister. Everything became commonplace, something he would have expected in a normal relationship. They would screw around, but Alister left Jason pretty much alone. Honestly, Alister was pretty kind. Granted after years of torture anything seemed kind.

When the pandemic hit it was right back to the scalding hot showers. Jason hadn't even left the house in the past 4 years so how on Earth was he going to have anything to do with the pandemic he had no idea. Still, he was left with the scalding hot showers. Though as the pandemic went on the more Jason could tell Alister was getting paranoid and within the next week, he was out the door.

On the last day he was with Alister, he was even kissed softly on the forehead and then had the door shut in his face. He was effectively homeless at this point. He looked around the porch he was standing on before he headed out wandering the streets of SoHo. Eventually, he found a tiny spot in an alleyway to bunker down in as he tried to figure out what to do next. He had spent so long not thinking about what to do, about how to live, he wasn't sure if he could anymore. He watched as a few people passed the alleyway barely taking notice of the clearly not dressed for a New York winter man trying to huddle against a wall hoping it brought some kind of heat. He wasn't sure if he would stand out but he was doing his best to not stand out.

It was roughly another hour before someone grabbed his attention. Perhaps he was simply becoming delirious or maybe it was the fact that there was just something about the man that didn't stand too far away from him. He found himself standing up and moving over to him and before he knew it his hand was on the man's arm. He refused to look at this man in the eye just simply held onto his arm, staring at the ground.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

It wasn't everyday that Lukas was permitted to venture out into the city on his own. Actually, he was typically afforded every other Friday and only for exactly one hour and thirty minutes, not a second more or there would be 'hell to pay!' Draven's words, not his. This was the house rule that had been essentially set in stone, with no questions asked, long before the current pandemic, which had only just begun raging across the globe. The young man was fairly certain that an amendment was coming any day now, one that would more than likely lock him down inside for the foreseeable future, so he had his heart set on making the most of the time that he had.

Leaving the warm confines of the three-story penthouse, promptly at nine in the morning, Lukas made his way along Greene until he came upon Canal. Once Canal was sitting before him, he would make a quick right and then an equally quick left, so that Church was where he now stood. His first destination was the Starbucks that sat a block and half deep, on the left-hand side, of this specific street. After he had successfully procured Draven's and his drinks of choice, which he had ordered in advance with the shop's app, he would then make his way to the nearby Post Office, so that he could pick up several packages that waited there for him.

Did it bother Lukas that even when he had 'free time' it was typically filled with errands that he had to complete for the man of the house? No, quite honestly, he didn't mind it in the least. Keeping Draven satisfied was one of his primary responsibilities, which, thankfully, he often managed to accomplish on nearly a daily basis. Nearly, but not always. He was sincerely hoping that today would be one of those good days; however, just as he approached the coffee shop, something caught his attention in a nearby alleyway. Slowing his initially purposeful steps, he came to stand at the mouth of the liter-filled passage.

With a quizzical look upon his youthful face, Lukas observed the individual who initially sat huddled in the long shadow of a half-open dumpster that smelled as bad as it looked. A mere scan of the equally young individual led him to believe that he was mostly harmless. As far as he could tell, he had no weapons, but, it seemed, he had no identification either, just the thin, knit sweater that hung from his lean form and a pair of ratty jeans that also seemed a size too large. This became more evident as he slowly rose to his bare feet and began to make his way along the alley, head hung low as he did.

On the verge of speaking, only after tugging his mask down, so that he could clearly introduce himself with a warm smile, before offering assistance, Lukas cut himself short as the young man reached out and snagged the sleeve of his own knit top that was layers thicker and far better suited for his own lean form. Without even thinking, Lukas nimbly fished his free hand into the leather pouch that hung from his hips so that he could procure an additional mask. Once freed from the weather-worn bag, he then pushed it into the young man's own free hand. What he did with it was up to him. Lukas wouldn't force him to wear it. At least not yet.

Leading his newfound friend out of the alley, Lukas made the abrupt decision to skip both of his current objectives. If need be, he would have the drinks and packages delivered, as they had initially both offered yet he had declined, seeing that this was his day to be out. The needs of this individual certainly outweighed those of his own and, dare he think it, even Draven's. He had to take him home so that he could get him a warm shower and meal, along with a pair of socks and shoes, before finally donating a sensible, weather-appropriate coat to the cause, who certainly seemed lost, at least in the physical sense.

"Come," was all he said, as he made his way back home, not really taking no for an answer, as he entwined his hand within the young man's own.

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

Jason glanced at the mask being pressed into his hand. He wasn't really sure what it was for. He had never seen Alister wear one, though as he thought about it he was pretty sure he saw people walking about with these. He hesitated before he put it on though. He wasn't sure if it would allow him to breathe or not, surely it did though? He slowly managed to put it on one-handed as he refused to let go of this man's arm. Once on he still refused to look up but he was hoping it would please the man he had managed to attach himself to.

As he felt himself being led out of the alleyway he pulled back a bit, his heart pounding. At the word and the man's hand slipping into his own, he started to move forward. Jason followed the man he had just met and hadn't even actually spoken to. He would glance around at his surroundings every now and then but mostly kept his head down. He wondered where this man was taking him and just what exactly was about to happen to him. Why on Earth had he decided to go with him? At some point he managed to look up and get a better look at the man, he was young, like Jason was. Jason opened his mouth to say something but the man was pressing a button to get into a building and the action took Jason's voice away. As they entered the elevator he wasn't sure what to expect, but what was revealed when the elevator opened again he knew it wasn't what he saw. There were so many plants, he hadn't seen this many since he was young and had gone to that arboretum with his dad. He found he kind of liked it, it was like they were entering a jungle. A stark contrast from being outside in the cold. This young man had money like this? Even Alister hadn't had money like this.

Jason seemed a bit more at ease or at least very interested in the room they had just entered because he was looking at everything. He found himself stopping and looking at each plant that attracted his eye. Probably much to this man's dismay as he refused to move forward until he was done looking but also wouldn't let the other's hand go. After a good ten minutes, he finally moved along and was greeted by the living room. His mouth dropped a bit as he saw how high the ceilings were. It also looked like there were more floors to this place as well, at least if the window was anything to gauge by. It was hard to tell at first because of how much was going on in the room but he was pretty sure there was another room beyond the windows. His eyes finally caught the stairs only to confirm that this place did indeed have more floors.


He slowly moved away from the young man and moved over to a table it was just tall enough that he could run his hand on it comfortably. He licked his lips as he slowly started to explore just the first floor. Even though he had left the young man's side he was still within sight and he seemed to be very careful to never leave that line of sight. Every time he noticed he had left it he was back within seconds. He managed to stop in the dining room before he looked over to the young man and fidgeted, "Um...What's your name?" he finally asked, his voice soft as if he was trying to make sure that he wouldn't offend the young man in any way.

The apartment was so warm compared to outside he was almost hoping he could stay here, at least for a little while, before he had to go back out. There was no way this young man was bringing him here for him to stay, was there? No one was that kind anymore, right? Alister's friends were never that kind. Alister was never that kind. Jason's heart skipped a beat as an intrusive thought wormed its way into his head. Did this guy know Alister? Is that why Jason felt strangely attracted to him? Jason's breath started to falter as he felt his body shake a little. If this guy knew Alister he was in deep shit. What if this had all been a test? What if this man was going to rat him out for clinging to him? Jason's eyes went a little wide as he thought of the possibilities and slowly curled into himself in the middle of the dining room.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

A cat.

The young man reminded Lukas of a cat, who could be curious one minute and unexpectedly skittish the next. Perhaps stray was a better term, given the fact that Lukas had just found him and brought him home, but there was clearly a need for such a sensible - albeit, overly generous - act of kindness. He needed help, in more ways than one, this much was painfully obvious even to his peer, and Lukas had access to all, if not, even more of the things that could easily set him back on track.

How could I not offer such assistance? Would not Draven have done the same?

Regardless of what the answer to that last question was, they were here now and the young man appeared to be enjoying himself immensely, taking in the sights, scents, and even the sounds of his new surroundings. With eyes wide he moved about the space as if in reverence, like it was some sort of sacred sanctuary, instead of the mere stylish home that it truly was. Although, who was Lukas to judge? If the young man wanted to behave as if in a place of worship, so be it. Such serene behavior was certainly preferred over what easily could've ended up being a far more chaotic situation, seeing that the youth was indeed an absolute stranger in a strange land.

Letting the young man's hand slip away from his own, Lukas continued to observe him from a distance, yet, as he did, he simultaneously made those arrangements to have both the drinks and the packages delivered, since Draven would be expecting both upon waking for the day, which he typically did between the hours of ten and eleven.

Call one... Complete. Call two... Complete. ETA? Ten and twenty-five minutes respectively.

"Lukas Bricker," was his simple response, upon capturing the young man's soft-spoken inquiry, just in the nick of time. "And you are?" he then asked, in an equally gentle voice, as he made a move to join him in the dining room, only to stop dead in his tracks, in the middle of the living room, as Draven's distinct morning voice, which was painfully raspy before his first cup of coffee, came raining down upon them.

"Boy!" the man bellowed from above, through one of the windows of his private study, which caused Lukas to stand at attention with an expression that actually mirrored his guest's own. "Where the hell is my breakfast?" he then continued to growl, as he came to stand at the opening, both wild-eyed and haired, with his plush robe half-undone, as he usually looked upon rolling himself out of his king-size bed that sat within his master suite on the second floor. "We...we've had this conversation...one too many times," he then more or less mumbled, as if talking to himself, but still loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Eight minutes and twenty-three seconds," was Lukas' very specific response, which would come as no surprise to Draven, but would probably confuse anyone else who was listening in.

"Delivery? On his day off?" would be the man's rhetorical replies as he began to shuffle away from the window now, muttering something unintelligible - at least to Jason's less-sensitive ears - as he went.

"Please forgive him," Lukas was quick to state, through a slightly crooked smile, once the irascible man was just out of range. "He is not a morning person," he continued to explain as he now joined the young man in the alcove that housed the home's main dining room table. "Thankfully, he has yet to recognize your presence and probably will not for sometime."

Reassure. Mother-mode on.

"I promise you, he will become far more agreeable after his system has had its first dose of caffeine," the then stated, matter-of-factly, as he reached out and gave the young man's hand a reassuring pat. "Shall we?" he then offered, with a wave of that same hand, towards the closer of two doorways that sat in the rear wall of the spartan, but elegantly decorated room. "I see a warm, home-cooked meal in your immediate future."

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

Jason fidgeted more when he was asked what his name was. "Jason," he said rather simply, his voice still quiet. Maybe if he was well behaved Alister wouldn't get mad at him? That usually seemed to work at least for a little bit. Then the voice came, causing Jason to jump and move to hide from it. Though as he wasn't familiar with his area he mostly just moved to be slightly behind the table. He watched where the voice was coming from not wanting to move or surprise whoever the voice belonged to. However in his attempt to make himself seem as small as possible Lukas gave a very strange response and caused Jason to look at him confused.

He flinched once again when Lukas acknowledged him and slowly it was starting to hit him that Lukas was like him. The man who had called him 'boy' was like Alister. At least in terms of the relationship going on here. At least he thought so. It looked like him and Alister. He scooted back when Lukas reached out to him and flinched as he was touched before watching the very same hand gesture to the door he hadn't gone through yet. He had to lick his lips at the idea of eating something that it sounded like he didn't need to cook. He glanced back towards the direction the voice had come from before slowly moving out from behind the table and followed Lukas into the kitchen.

Once again he was awestruck by the kitchen. His father would have killed for a kitchen like this. Once again he was observing everything moving around and very gently touching the granite tops. He stopped when he saw the reflection pool through the window above the stove and stared for a moment, "Y-you're like me?" he asked, looking back over to Lukas, "that man...he is your boyfriend?" he tried to clarify. It had been so long since he had a normal interaction with anyone. Alister was only cruel to him and any friend he had over only was there for one thing. To be talking like this with a stranger felt just as strange. He wasn't sure about the right words that he needed to use anymore to get across what he was asking. He moved away from the stove and more towards the entryway so that he wouldn't be in Lukas' way.

As he stood there he watched as Lukas moved around the kitchen preparing whatever it was he was going to prepare. Jason still seemed on edge though, he couldn't help but think that at some point Alister was going to pop up randomly and start yelling at him for being too friendly with Lukas. Yelling at him about how he shouldn't have gone home with a stranger, but of course, he would because he was just a slut that wasn't good for anything but sex. He could feel the intrusive thoughts threatening to push back in and he was doing everything to push them back out. Alister had left him. Alister had told him to go away, why would he want him now? What kind of game was Alister playing this time?

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Having removed not only his mask, but his hooded, knit sweater, leather pouch, and dirty shoes upon entering the penthouse, Lukas padded into the well-appointed kitchen in his mismatched socks, wasting no time in fetching himself an apron that hung just inside the doorway they came through. Swiftly working it into place around his neck and waist, he did manage to keep an eye on Jason as he once again moved about this new space with a mixed expression of awe and appreciation. Although, there seemed to be something else simmering just beneath the surface, a sort of...reluctance...or was it fear?

"He is the master," Lukas replied now as he made his way over to the large, double-wide refrigerator. "I am his boy," he then added, once he had both of the doors worked wide open. "As for us being friends, I suppose we are that, too. So, yes, I am his boy and friend, but not necessarily his boyfriend," he elaborated, in his own unique way, as he filled his arms with a ceramic bowl of fresh eggs, a package of thickly-sliced bacon, and several other assorted groceries, which he quickly brought over to the work space, just to the left of the range, only after skillfully nudging both heavy-looking, stainless steel doors shut without dropping a thing.

"Where is your boyfriend?" he then asked, as both of his hands simultaneously moved across the counter, snatching up cooking implements and ingredients with precision, but also great care. "Should we have waited for him? He would be welcome as well, if his needs match your own," he asked and then offered, as he now expertly cracked eggs, with a single hand, into a smaller glass bowl, as his free hand reached for a whisk.

"Would you mind retrieving the package that was just delivered?" he questioned his newfound friend, a mere second after a gentle, soothing chime filled the space. "You will find a compartment just to the right of the elevator we arrived in. The package should be there," he informed him as he turned away from the counter to reach for both a griddle and skillet that hung from a metal wrack in the center of the room's less lofty ceiling. "Please be careful, Jason," he then implored him as he placed both pans upon the elevated grids of the stove, igniting the burners a heartbeat later, with a simple click-click of a switch. "The contents will be both liquid and hot," he made certain to share as he returned to gently whisking the eggs as a professional would in a gourmet kitchen.

"I would not want you to burn yourself."

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

Jason looked confused when Lukas replied to him. So this man just did away with the whole boyfriend deal? He got the feeling that Lukas didn't understand what he had meant but it wasn't like Jason had really elaborated on it. He nodded at the explanation and watched as Lukas cooked. He couldn't help but be reminded of his father a little bit as he watched the man work. He was so precise and graceful just like a chef would be. He could have sworn that this man wasn't much older than him though, was it possible to be this good at cooking at his age? He supposed so...Perhaps he was just used to only seeing his father cook like this.

He tensed at the mention of his boyfriend, "N-no, I...I don't have one," he managed to get out. It was a blatant contradiction to what he had eluded to earlier but he didn't really take notice or care. Though, once again, that panic started to well up inside of him.

I don't have a boyfriend? I mean, I don't...but what if this was a test? Alister would be very angry with me if he heard I said I don't have a boyfriend. But he was the one that broke up with me...

He looked up distracted from his thoughts as he was asked to retrieve a package, he hadn't heard anything and was about to ask about it when the chime went off. He looked up towards the sound "Ah- O-okay," he said as he started to head off towards the front when he was told to be careful that the package was a hot liquid. He gave a quick nod before finding his way back to where they had come in. He hesitated at the living room, unsure if the man that had been angry from before would be there. He fidgeted before he finally just hurried up and went to grab the package. It took him a moment to find the package, partially because he was distracted by the plants again and partly because some plants had been blocking what he was looking for. Once he found it though he opened it and grabbed the package.

He looked down at it "Coffee..." he murmured to himself before heading back towards the kitchen. He was rather quick about it and not paying nearly as much attention to it as he probably should have but he got back unharmed as he set it down on the kitchen island. He moved to pull the contents out of the package and gasped as he felt hot liquid that had managed to escape from the cups since he wasn't careful. He pulled his hand back from the bag, probably a lot slower than he should have. Jason stared at his hand which still had some of the liquid on it. It hurt and was clearly burning his hand but he just stared. It had been so long since he had been scalded like this He rubbed the reddened spot with his thumb and winced. "I'm sorry..." he mumbled.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Primarily focused on fixing breakfast for two, instead of his traditional one, Lukas gave a casual glance ceiling-ward just to ensure that Draven was still within his master suite instead of in a position where he could possibly see Jason as he retrieved the package from the front gallery. The longer he kept their guest's presence unknown, the better, otherwise the young man would more than likely find himself back out on the harrowing streets of New York. Once fed and caffeinated, the man who held all of the power, within these fine walls, would be far more amicable.

Or at least Lukas hoped he would be.

Initially paying little mind to the young man as he successfully returned with the piping hot travel pouch, which consisted of a white mocha with whip for Draven and a chai tea for him, Lukas stopped everything he was doing the second the burn began to occur upon the smooth surface of Jason's hand. Moving quickly around the island, with purposeful steps, he only slowed once he had the burned appendage grasped firmly, yet somehow gently in his own hand. "Come," he ordered, without delay, as he began to lead Jason towards the deep, double-wide sink.

Minor. First degree.

"Soak for twenty minutes," he then instructed, as he turned both the hot and cold faucets exactly forty-five degrees, achieving the ideal cool temperature to sooth the mildly inflamed skin. "You will apply aloe after, from that plant there," he noted, with a nod of his head, as he returned to the stove, just in time to remove both the scrambled eggs and bacon from the burners.

Busying himself with creating two picture perfect plates that consisted of not only the eggs and bacon, but buttered and jellied toast he had prepared in the young man's absence, along with several slices of fresh fruit, Lukas only paused long enough to acknowledge the arrival of the second delivery by stating, "That can wait," after the gentle chime sounded yet again.

Three, low-priority parcels. Two, low-priority envelopes.

Placing one of the steamy, meticulously prepared plates on an antique wooden tray that already held a glass of chilled, freshly squeezed orange juice, a brilliant-blue cloth napkin, and a set of highly-polished silverware, Lukas carefully added the tall cup of creamy, hot mocha before announcing, "I will return in thirteen minutes."

"Please, tend to your burn and then tend to your hunger," he instructed on his way out of the room with tray upon hand, as he motioned with his free one towards the aloe plant once more, before using that same hand to present the second plate that now sat upon a colorful, hand-made mat along with its own napkin, set of silverware, and a glass of juice, which he had set out upon the central island, along with a backless, metal stool positioned before it.

"Bon appétit!" he made certain to announce over his shoulder, with a flawless French accent, just before he slipped through the doorway that would take him to the main stair.

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

Jason looked a bit confused when Lukas came over to him and pulled him gently over to the sink. This was new he was used to being yelled at and yanked over to the sink only to be scalded even more. This time it was rather soothing. He nodded when he was told to keep his hand there for twenty minutes. Jason glanced over to the aloe plant and nodded again. He didn't understand why the other wanted him to do these things, it was just a little coffee burn. He stood there though, watching Lukas move around the kitchen again. He licked his lip a bit when he heard the chime go off again. He was about to move to go get the things when he was told it could wait. Could it? He really wasn't sure. Before they never could, was Lukas' boyfriend not like this. Wait...that's not what he called the man...what did he call him? Master... He was pretty sure he wouldn't like that either.

Soon Lukas was saying he would return. Jason had to admit the man was very...on time. It was a bit weird really. Then again, Jason had been like that for a few months until Alister had stopped caring. He nodded again before the man left and he looked at his hand. It looked fine. Nothing more than what he had had before. He shrugged it off and headed over to the meal that had been left on the table. He sat down at the table and eyed it before licking his lips. He was hungry. He hadn't had any food in a little while, ever since Alister had kicked him out.

He sighed and figured he might as well eat. He took the fork and started to eat the meal that had been placed there. He smiled a little, it was really good. Lukas was a lot like Jason's father had been. He soon was eating the food quicker than he probably should but he didn't care it was good and he was hungry. He finished the meal quickly enough, around 10 minutes or so. He wasn't sure, but Lukas wasn't back yet. So he chose to wash the dishes. However, he was not as aware of what he was doing as Lukas had been and turned on the water to the point where the steam could be seen coming up from the deep sink.

Jason didn't seem like he noticed, he was just washing the dishes that he had used to eat his meal. His hands quickly becoming as red as the original burn had been, still, he kept cleaning the dishes and setting them aside as he waited for Lukas to come back.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Promptly returning as promised - and not a second sooner or later - Lukas nearly dropped the delivery he'd been carrying, as his eyes came to rest on their guest who was doing housework!

"What are you doing?" he called out, as he came around the island, nimbly placing the parcels there along the way. "This is my responsibility," he stated more firmly, as he reached for the faucets and flicked them off, alarmed by the amount of hot water he'd been using. "Are you purposefully trying to burn yourself?" he then asked, as he eyed up the nearby aloe plant that appeared untouched. "Why did you not do as you were told?" he continued, in a voice that was now crossing the line into sounding distinctly like a scold. "Here," he then stated, a bit more calmly, after snapping one of the plant's leaves off. "Please, take a seat and apply this to both of your hands," he instructed, as he now offered the dark-green wedge that was oozing a clear liquid from the broken end. "It will sooth your reddened skin," he concluded, in a far more friendly voice, before redirecting his attention to the dishes.

Uncomfortable silence. Resume conversation.

"We have a sonic washer," he then casually shared, as he opened the door on the state-of-the-art unit that sat just beneath the sink. "It does not use any water and it removes one-hundred percent of all food particles," he proceeded to educate the young man, as he placed the dishes - even those that Jason had already cleaned - inside. "It is actually healthier, and more environmentally friendly, too," he announced, through a smile, in a voice that sounded like he was doing an infomercial for the appliance. "Are you not familiar with such a device?" he then questioned, as he placed the last of the dirty dishes inside, greased-stained frying pan and all. "Did you and your roommate not have one of these?" he then asked, purposefully not saying boyfriend, since the young man had already claimed not to have one, even though he had initially given the impression that he did.

"How does your skin feel?" he then changed the subject, sensing the man's unease with his previous inquiries.

Open-ended question asked. Wait for reply.

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

Jason jumped when he heard Lukas come into the room and question him. He flinched as he was scolded for not using the aloe plant as he was told. He fidgeted and glanced down at the plant in his hands. He didn't move and just watched the other. He wasn't understanding why Lukas wanted him to do this. He looked at his hands for a moment and noticed they had gotten red but that was normal when you used hot water, he barely felt the pain anymore. Jason frowned and glanced at the clear liquid that was getting on his hand. It did feel rather nice. He dipped a finger in it and started to run it along his hands, unsure how he felt about it.

He looked back up when Lukas started talking about a washer of some sort. "He didn't have one," he said. Roommate was not what Alister was either, but Jason wasn't going to correct Lukas this time. It was hard enough to explain what happened to him to himself, let alone to another person. Plus, he still wasn't sure if Alister hadn't set this all up to play with him again. He watched as the man placed the things into the sonic washer and seemed to drift off in thought. If Alister had been there he would have been hurt for not listening. Yet, here he was, having not listened and he was only being forced to do what he had been told in the first place. Lukas was much kinder than Alister, that much Jason could figure out. But then again... he thought as he looked up towards the ceiling of the kitchen, there was another in this palace of greenery. That voice had sounded much more like Alister. What was that voice going to do when he found Jason here?

He snapped out of his thoughts when he was questioned about how his skin felt, "It's fine..." he mumbled, still just pushing the aloe along his hands. He wasn't really sure what he was meant to do with it. He had never used such a thing on his hands. Alister had usually just removed his hands from the water and forced him to sit at the edge of the bed until he stopped crying. That or...Jason reached up to touch his neck at the thought. Some aloe smeared onto it, but he didn't really seem to mind.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Satisfied with the state of the dishes, as well as the kitchen as a whole, after giving it a quick but thorough wipe down, Lukas proceeded to pull up a stool next to Jason's and take a seat upon it. In doing so, their knees collided, but instead of pulling his away, as he probably should have, he let it linger there for a long moment. It was nice to have company, even if the company seemed on edge, and it was nice to be just sitting here, for even that long moment, without having to worry about doing or saying the right thing, as he often felt he had to when he was with his master.

"Draven will be taking a shower soon," he needlessly informed Jason, as he tilted his head so that their eyes could connect. "Would you like to take one as well?" he then inquired, before redirecting his attention to the pile of packages and envelops that sat on the end of the island. Giving them a quick scan with his light-brown eyes, he began to catalog the items found within.

Item one: hardcover book. Subject: child psychology. Item two: hardcover book. Subject: cybernetics. Items three through five: unknown. Cross referencing. Searching. Searching. Items three through five: adult toys, various shapes and sizes. Purpose: unknown. Cross referencing. Searching. Searching. Access denied.

"My intention is to have you fed, bathed, and properly dressed within the hour," he then announced, not but ten seconds after his last question, seeing that the scan took no longer than a second to complete, even with the extended searches. "What you do after is your choice, but you are welcome to stay the night, if not several nights," he then informed Jason, with a reassuring smile and a pat of the back of his hand that was now far more smooth and soft to the touch. "Draven will more than likely oppose this, but I will make him see the value in allowing it to be."

"The streets are not safe," he then added, as he began to get up from his seat, smoothing out the fabric of his pants as he did. "And, if I am not mistaken, neither is wherever you came from," he made certain to express, regardless of how oddly insightful such a statement may have sounded, as he now stood in a doorway they had yet to venture through. From the looks of it, they would be heading out to the garden terrace, the one with the reflection pool, that could be viewed from the kitchen window.

"Shall we?" he then asked, with a wave of his hand in that general direction and a bright smile upon his face, as he inwardly continued to work on the firewall that had just denied him access.

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

Jason licked his lips as Lukas got closer to him. he looked down at where their knees were touching and didn't say much. He wasn't sure why he wasn't bothered by Lukas, but for some reason, he wasn't. He kind of liked the guy, even if he was a bit strange. He shook his head when he was asked if he wanted a shower. Though the more he thought about it the more he was pretty sure he should take one while he could. He frowned a little bit when Lukas told him what his intentions were. So he was going to be pushed back out on the streets, this was simply a way to make Lukas feel better. He blinked slowly t the offer to stay the night or more if he wanted to.

He looked down at his hand and then back up to Lukas when he was told that Draven wasn't going to like Jason staying. He looked back up towards the ceiling once again, nibbling on his lip. He really didn't want to end up with another Alister. He watched as Lukas got up and nodded. Yeah, that's what Alister said...but still, I was fine... he couldn't help but think the practically blasphemous thoughts. To think that Alister was wrong about anything. He nibbled his lip once again and simply shook his head. Lukas was right, he wasn't exactly safe going back, not like he could anyway. What if Alister was right though and the streets weren't safe. Not to mention this man didn't seem to this they were safe either.

Jason glanced from Lukas to the window and then back to Lukas, it seemed they were headed in the direction of the pool and he couldn't help but be curious to see it up close. He finally got up and followed the other, letting the rest of the aloe he hadn't used fall to the floor as he headed through the door and out onto the terrace. As he stepped out onto the terrace he looked a bit shocked. How was it warm? He looked around at each of the plants and then slowly started to get bolder as he moved over and touch them, being overly gentle with the plants. He smiled a bit as he examined each one before glancing back and forth from the plants to the fact that they were outside in the middle of winter. He couldn't help but move over to the reflection pool and without even thinking stepped into it.

He stared down at the water and smiled a little bit more. It was warm but also cool. It didn't feel like the water in the pool that Alister had tormented him in. Hell, he was pretty sure he wasn't supposed to be in this, but he found he craved the temperature of the water. That and it was shallow. It was safe. He could feel some of the water soaking into his pants but he didn't care he felt happy for a brief moment.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Allowing the young man to explore the tropical terrace at his own pace, Lukas silently stood by, off to the side and out of the way. It truly was a marvel, having such a lush garden growing so wildly in the middle of not only a metropolitan city such as New York, but during winter; however, as Jason would hopefully come to learn, Draven was a brilliant man of many talents. A surly man, at times, but a brilliant one just the same.

He certainly had a knack for creating life when and where it would typically seem impossible.

Distracted for a moment by the sounds of the man himself showering just a floor above, Lukas would return his attention to Jason a moment too late. By the time his gaze settled back on him, he had taken it upon himself to step inside the reflection pool fully clothed! Alarmed a bit by the fact that he was in a pool that rarely got used in such a way, the more peculiar element was indeed his clothed form.

Taking a cautious step closer, without appearing the least bit alarmed on the surface, for fear of setting the curious young man off, Lukas spent entirely too long processing this unusual act, so that by the time he had made the decision to say nothing at all, to let his guest just enjoy himself - especially since, in a roundabout way, he was taking a much needed bath - the master of the house had not only finished up with his own bathing ritual, but he had managed to find his way downstairs, wearing not much more than a loosely-placed, hip-hugging towel and a slightly-perplexed scowl upon his ruggedly handsome face.

"Care to explain what the FUCK is going on here?" the half-naked man boomed, mostly at Lukas, as he came to stand between the two young man, his imposing, well-built, water-dappled form filling both of their views with ease. "Well? Don't just stand there, explain yourself!" he continued to berate the young man, his hands easily turning into fists as he did, until he suddenly decided to redirect his anger towards Jason. "Who the hell are you?" he growled, as he turned to face the pool, his towel slipping as he did. "And how did you get in here?" he was quick to add, as he swiftly snatched at the cotton wrap, just in the nick of time, re-securing it around his hips with a disgruntled grunt.

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

He smiled softly as he stood in the shallow reflection pond. Zoned out from the rest of the world he felt for a brief moment that he had actually escaped. This was it, he could finally start a new life and be done with that awful man. Just as he was about to get out of the pool he glanced towards the window and his eyes went wide as he thought he saw someone walk past them. He ignored it for a brief moment, telling himself that there was no way it was Alister. Alister didn't want him anymore.

However, this is when the booming voice came. He jumped at the yelling and turned around, tripping over his own feet and falling back into the pool. He didn't care if he was now soaking wet he was scrambling to get away from the yelling. He found himself wanting to go over to Lukas but since Draven had placed himself in between Lukas and Jason, Jason could only head towards the window that showed off the kitchen. His heart was pounding as he watched Draven yell at both of them before he flinched as he was turned on. He managed to get all the way to the window and had his back to the wall there.

Jason's eyes were wide as the man questioned him, his eyes darted to the towel and then darted to Lukas silently begging for help. He had not escaped. He was still in it. He needed to get out and quickly. He eyed the sky and then looked back down to the clear warm haven he had here at the moment. He would die if he left this house...he knew that no one was going to take someone like him in. He continued to press himself up against the wall, still sitting in the reflection pool. His body was on high alert at the moment, he was in total fight or flight mode. He needed to get away from the yelling.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

No answers were coming, on either front, and Draven expected there wouldn't be any anytime soon. One look at Lukas and he could tell that he was basically shutting down, in more ways than one. He never did respond well to raised voices or coarse language. As for the young stranger sitting, fully clothed, in his reflection pool - which was meant to be more decorative than functional - well, his obvious state of utter terror meant he was more than likely at a loss for words, unable to handle what was happening to him.

In a way, he looked a lot like Lukas on his first day of being within these walls.

Truth be told, Draven already knew the answer to one of his questions. He really just wanted verbal confirmation that it had indeed been Lukas who brought this stray home. Because that's what this young man was, wasn't he? A stray. Someone Lukas had found, more than likely in some dirty alleyway or gutter. It was the only thing that made sense, since the majority of deliveries done these days were contactless. Besides, why would Lukas bring someone home, unless he felt a strong moral obligation to.

The recent upgrade to his programming wouldn't allow for anything less.

Letting slip a sigh, the still surly looking man raked a firm hand through his damp, longish, blonde-brown hair, sending droplets into the air around him. He should've seen this coming, should've known that this would happen the moment he allowed his boy to venture out on his own; however, now that it had actually happened, he was truly at a loss for how to handle the situation. Didn't he have an obligation as well, one that involved being kind to this kid who looked ready to crawl out of his skin?

Softening his features just enough so as not to appear completely enraged, just, perhaps, mildly perturbed, Draven took a few steps forward and proceeded to sit upon the edge of the pool. Dipping his hand into the water, he actually allowed himself a smile, which he quickly put an end to the moment he caught his reflection in the smooth surface. He could see why the stray found the pool so inviting, the water was so warm, so silky smooth against his skin that he himself could see the appeal. It would be like slipping back inside a womb, where he would be safe from all of the chaos of the world.

"Draven," he finally said, in a less husky voice, as he continued to play with the water, gliding his masculine hand in and out, creating small ripples as he did, which danced across the pool, only to clash with the ones being made by the nervous young man. "Although, you probably already know that since this one," he continued, with a nod towards Lukas, "can rarely keep a secret."

"Not that our names need to remain classified..." he stated, in a way that opened the door for the stray to respond, if he could manage such a thing. He really was all worked up, which meant, regretfully so, he had probably come from a place where hostility was not only common place, but far more severe. If given the chance, he would have to check him for any sort of physical harm, since it was painfully obvious that mental scarring had already occurred.

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

Jason's heart was still pounding as Draven seemed to calm himself. It was like a thousand ants had burrowed their way into his skin and were currently trying to make off with it he couldn't calm himself down. His eyes continued to flicker from Draven to Lukas, every time he looked at Lukas his eyes would tear op ever so slightly. He really couldn't trust anyone, could he? Jason's eyes stopped when Draven started to talk. His eyes trained on the man's lips. He caught any movement of that lip, it was the way he was able to tell with Alister which way this was going to turn. So far Jason wasn't seeing a single movement that this was going to end badly for him.

When the lips stopped moving he looked more at the whole picture of the situation at hand. His eyes darting to every bit of Draven's body for a sign of anything and then quickly over to Lukas who seemed far too out of it to help. Was that what I looked like? he wondered for a moment as he recognized himself shutting down when Alister just became too much and it was easier to just zone out and accept whatever he was given than to fight it. Jason looked back over to Draven and nodded slowly, "Jason..." he whispered, Draven was right, there was no reason to hide who he was. His eyes followed Draven's movement down to his hand and watched as he let it play in the water. It was all that was left to cause ripples in the water, Jason was sitting still. His heart racing and his body tense, but he wasn't moving.

He nibbled on his lip as he thought about what to do next. Alister would expect him to apologize. But how would this man react to him apologizing? Would he be Alister in the beginning or Alister toward the end? Jason took a deep breath and let it go slowly, "I'm sorry...I had nowhere else to go I-" he stopped himself mid-explanation, Alister hated it when he explained himself. According to Alister explain was just giving an excuse which meant you weren't really sorry. "I'm sorry," he repeated.

Lukas was brought back to as Jason apologized. His eyes flickered from Jason to Draven, "I brought him here, he had nowhere to go. Master, he needed help. I did not think it would be harmful, he needed a bath anyway." Lukas explained, only to have Jason looking at him like he was crazy for explaining anything to Draven. "He was not safe in the streets and I believe he was not safe where he lived either. The proper action was to bring him here," Lukas continued to explain his reasoning. It's what Draven wanted anyways and explanation for Jason's being there.

Possible answers needed... Processing. One outlier: Draven meant why he was in the reflection pool. Answer... unknown.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

"Jason," Draven began, in a much calmer voice, as his eyes shifted from Lukas - who had finally found it in himself to offer an explanation - back to their visibly shaken guest. "You don't have to be sorry and you don't have to be afraid here. I'm not going to hurt you, unless you give me a good reason to," he stated, rather plainly - making it clear that there would be a price to pay if he did indeed behave poorly - as he finally lifted his long-fingered hand from the silky water and offered it to the young man. "Come on. Let's get you our of here and into a proper bath. I can't have you mucking about like this when there's a perfectly good bathroom for you to use."

Allowing his extended hand to gently drop to the edge of the ledge where he was sitting, Draven returned his attention to Lukas, which would give Jason whatever time he would need to calm down and pull himself together. The older man had no intention of pushing him along any faster than was necessary. Truth be told, he had all the time in the world. If the young man wanted to take his sweet time getting out of the reflection pool, he could do just that. Draven wasn't going anywhere.

"Listen, boy, I'm not mad," Draven now spoke directly to Lukas, making sure that their eyes had connected before he uttered a single word. The brilliant inventor could certainly be an ass if he wanted to be, but he wasn't a total monster, especially when it came to his boy. "You caught me off guard. That's all," he continued to explain, his eyes softening as he did. "Besides, you know I'm not much of a morning person," he stated with a thin smile, since he was clearly stating the obvious. "Just...next time...give me a heads up that you're bringing someone home, okay?" he made certain to add, so that they didn't have a repeat of this awkward encounter. Not that he expected this to happen again anytime soon, but at least he had made his wants known.

"You did the right thing," he then stated, with a firm nod of his head. "I'm proud of you, boy."

And he was too, especially given the fact that Lukas had only just learned the concept of compassion the day before. To employ it so soon and so easily, with this specific young man, had the wheels inside Draven's head churning away at warp speed even as he causally sat here, waiting ever so patiently. He would need to observe their interactions more closely, but in a way that was passive, yet supportive. Too much influence on his part could spoil the process. Hopefully Jason would agree to stay a day, if not two. That would give him the time he would need to gain some much needed insight into what was happening here. Thankfully, as far as Draven could tell, the cat hadn't been let out of the bag just yet.

Lukas' secret was still safe.

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

Unless you give me a good reason to...those words run out in Jason's head so clearly he felt like his head was going to burst. Even though they were clearly said to calm him down they did the exact opposite. He didn't know what was a good reason according to Draven. What he was currently doing could count as a good reason. He tensed even more. Was Draven really just wanting to put him in a proper bath? What was a proper bath to Draven? Was it the same as Alister's was? Jason eyed the extended hand before his eyes flickered over to Lukas and his interaction with Draven. He tilted his head a bit as he watched, this was different from how Alister would have acted in the same situation. If Jason had dared to bring someone home...well it wouldn't have ended well for either of them. Not that Jason had ever even been given the chance.

Surprisingly, it was Draven's last words to Lukas that made Jason feel a little calmer around the man. He had never heard those words come from Alister's mouth, everything he did had been wrong. Alister had never been proud of him. Even when it had turned to nothing but mind games, Alister had not once ever been proud of him. And here was Draven praising Lukas for a mistake. Jason was slow to get up at that point. He didn't want to make any sudden movements that might piss Draven off. He very carefully made his way over to Draven and when he got to the man, he moved his hand back, as if to tell Draven that he wasn't that trusted yet. He got out of the reflection pool on his own and moved in a strange quick but slow movement over to Lukas. He wasn't sure why but he trusted Lukas a little bit more than he did Draven at the moment.

He kept his eyes on Draven though, clearly still waiting for the other foot to pound down and hurt him. "L-Lukas said I could stay..." he managed to get out before his eyes went wide. Those words hadn't come out of him, right? He couldn't believe he had even dared to speak like that to the man that clearly controlled his fate at the moment. He glanced over to Lukas, "R-right?" he said, hoping if Lukas explained again like he had before that perhaps Draven would not be angry with him. Lukas clearly seemed to know how Draven liked to be spoken too.

Lukas looked from Jason to Draven and nodded "I thought it would be okay if he stayed at least the night. I had planned on feeding him, bathing him, and finding him some more suitable clothes. I have currently fed him," he explained.

Objective one...complete. Objective two...in progress. Preparing objective three.

"I am certain my clothes would fit him, we are only 1 inch and 5 pounds different in body structure," he explained, ignoring the odd look that Jason was giving him.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

"So he did," Draven side-eyed Lukas before turning to face him with a smirk upon his lips. "Well, how about I do him one better and extend that offer so that it lasts the entire weekend?" he then directly asked Jason as he began to get up from where he was still sitting poolside, only for his towel to slip away once more. "Would you like that?" he then added, with a huff, as he snatched at the cloth and adjusted it yet again, flashing a bit more flesh as he rewrapped it around his hips.

I have got to get myself dressed, he then thought as he made his way towards the doorway he had initially come through. If he recalled correctly, he had spotted several packages sitting on the kitchen island, just before his day had become far more interesting.

"You don't have anyone who will be looking for you, do you?" he paused, mid-stride, and made certain to inquire of Jason, since the thought of unwanted company, banging loudly on his door, didn't exactly thrill him. One unexpected guest was fine, for now, but any more than that and they would all have to go, no matter how unsafe or needy they appeared to be. This was his home, his sanctuary away from all of the madness that was currently the world, not a halfway house.

"And he's clean, right?" he then asked Lukas, almost rhetorically so, since his internal scanners would've alarmed him if the young man was contagious with the virus. A single nod was enough of an answer. "Alright. Well. Why don't the two of you head on up to the bath for a proper washing," he encouraged, "and if finding him something to wear becomes an issue, feel free to use the replicator. I brought it back online last night."

"Oh, and I will expect him to dress for dinner, as we always do," he made certain to stress to his boy, "like the proper gentlemen we pride ourselves to be. Understood?" Again, a single nod was enough of a satisfying reply that allowed Draven to finally step away, leaving the two young men to carry on as they had before. As far as he could tell, Jason was in good hands.

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

Jason bit his lip but nodded at the offer. He felt safe with Lukas, though the verdict was still out on Draven. He was momentarily distracted by the towel falling once again. He couldn't help but glance down before redirecting his eyes back up. Was this man wanting something? He couldn't help but wonder. At the following question though he hesitated more than any of his other answers. How should he respond to this? Jason slowly shook his head, "Not that I know of..." he said, trailing off, his voice almost sounded sad even if there was a bit of terror laced in as well. That statement wasn't entirely true either...Jason knew that, but he wasn't really sure how to explain his situation. So far they had proved they weren't friends with Alister, they would have surely said something by now.

He frowned when Lukas was asked if he was clean. That nod though got him even more confused. How could Lukas possibly know if I was clean? Jason frowned a little deeper as Draven continued to speak "Replicator?" he asked before he could stop himself. His question went ignored though as Draven left the room talking about proper gentlemen during dinner. He looked over to Lukas and moved over following the man up to the bath. "What's a replicator?" he asked, tilting his head as he slowly got undressed not caring if Lukas was still there or not. He had long since been trained out of his shame. As he took his clothes off, it revealed scarring up and down his back, a scar on his front, and that his ex has preferred to force Jason to be more sensitive as his nipples were pierced. If Lukas dared to look closer he would probably take notice of the one other scar that Jason had on the inside of his thigh. The scar on his front looked by far the worse, going from his hip to just under his chest it had clearly gone rather deep. He still remembered the day he got that scar in great detail.

Jason had done the coffee wrong, yet again and Alister had decided that pouring the coffee on him hadn't been enough of punishment so he strapped him to the bed and started to carve poor Jason open. It was the one and only time that Alister had taken Jason to the hospital. Jason assumed Alister had just gone deeper than he thought he had and got scared that he was going to kill Jason. Jason at that point found he didn't really care, whatever made that hell go away.

He stood next to the bath, unsure if Lukas wanted him to draw it or not and was half hesitant to do it himself.

 

[Twisted_iN_Tux]

Leading Jason upstairs to the bath - Draven's master bath, since it was the only washroom with a tub - via the exterior, garden stairs, Lukas proceeded to answer their guest's question as best he could without sounding too technical.

"It is a device that is able to produce elaborate, wearable textiles, very much like a three dimensional printer," he began, assuming that the young man knew about such a machine, which could produce basic parts and tools, but not flexible fabrics. "Draven says it has the potential to make more than just clothing, such as edible goods and even medicines, which would appear identical to their more naturally conceived counterparts, but, for now, he has made the decision not to pursue such complicated and, quite possibly, harmful endeavors," he continued to elaborate as they climbed the stairs, which were surrounded by so many plants, the noisy city beyond seemed almost nonexistent.

Turning to face Jason once they reached the top of the stairs, Lukas was taken aback by the young man's half-naked form. Having removed his damp top along the way, his lean, viciously scarred and pierced torso was now on full display. Internally alarmed by what he was seeing, he actually managed to maintain a calm exterior. The choice to remain unflustered stemmed from what had just occurred on the lower level. Jason didn't need any additional trauma right now by addressing the marks that appeared both aged and relatively new, as well as, based on the angles of each, not self-inflicted. As Lukas had already determined, the young man came from an unsafe place.

"Right this way," was all he said instead, with a wave of his hand, as he presented the copper-encased tub. "Allow me," he then offered, as he scooched by Jason's suddenly naked form, taking care not to knock into him, even in the slightest of ways. "I will set it for extra warm, not scolding hot," he remarked, with a soft smile, as he worked the faucets in tandem, turning them precisely. "You may use any of the soaps and shampoos found there on that ledge," he announced a bit louder, so that Jason could hear him clearly over the rushing water that was quickly filling the tub, as he motioned towards the inset, mirror-backed shelf, which was cluttered with a number of brightly-colored, glass jars and bottles.

"Do you wish to bathe in private or should I remain?" he then asked, after a moment of verbal silence. "I could help you scrub the spots you cannot reach," he kindly offered, just as his processor indicated that that could be perceived as too forward. "There is also an extendable brush that works just as well," he quickly pointed out, motioning to the bristly implement that was hanging towards the one end of the tub. "The choice is yours to make."

 

[PrincessGumdrop]

Jason looked a tad confused by the explanation, but he understood overall. He was mostly just confused by why Draven would not want to let this replicator make other things...that sounded like a good thing given the situation a lot of people were in. Perhaps he wasn’t understanding something though. As he thought about what Lukas had said his mind drifted to Alister, that man would have used it for bad things, Jason was absolutely certain of that.

As he watched Lukas fill the tub he gave a small smile of thanks when he took over a task that probably shouldn’t cause as many problems as it did. He looked over to the shampoos and soaps and nodded as his eyes dropped back to the water. His anxiety to the question asked was filling up like the tub, he wasn’t sure what he wanted. He felt like he could trust Lukas especially after Lukas clarified that he didn’t have to help if Jason didn’t want him to. Still he felt confused over such an easy question to answer.

So instead of answering he ignored it and got into the tub. He gave a small sigh as his body warmed up and his muscles started to relax, “you can stay...” he murmured. His eyes flickered to Lukas, “but...could you not touch me?” he asked, nibbling on his lip, hoping he hadn’t angered the man.

Jason slowly seemed to settle into the tub and start washing himself, he was clearly very careful with how clean he was getting himself. He was washing every nook and cranny that he could easily reach and those he couldn’t he used the brush that Lukas had mentioned. He would turn to check and see if Lukas was still there. As soon as he saw Lukas he seemed to be satisfied and would go back to washing himself. When he finished he got up and looked for a towel before he got out of the tub. Jason had gotten used to being somewhat dry before he got out of the tub or shower.

Once he was out he wrapped the towel around his waist and waited for Lukas to show him where they needed to go to get clothing or whatever else is was that he needed to get in. He had to admit that he was a bit nervous about dinner since he had to dress like whatever a gentleman would dress like. He had to admit he really wasn’t sure what that meant exactly. Did it mean a suit or just nicer clothing? He looked down at himself and thought about the clothes he had been wearing, anything would be nicer than what he had been wearing.