[king] A Stake To The Heart Proves Fatal [rawrg]

[The King Of Yaoi]

• • Well well. Time to pick another one out, now was it?
    Yes that time of month all over again, where he would dig his nails into the body of some unsuspecting being that would become his chew toy and be utterly destroyed; broken to the point that the other's mutilated body wouldn't be recognizable. It was just the way he ticked, showing complete dominance while taking to his prey. What would one except of him? There where exceptions like with anything, but all the same it was hard to find hen one really sat in his good graces. It was just something that seemed to elude so many; maybe it was the reason that he enjoyed the thrill of the struggle from his victims as they fought with him like a man with death. Every last movement meant to stall what could possibly be their end.
    
    Looking up at the world around him as he walked the area around, he couldn't help but chuckled some to himself. He was there, though it didn't look like it. The area he generally frequented when it came to picking up slaves; a dealer of sorts who seemed to process most of the individuals who where sold, kept his 'fleet' of creatures in a nearby warehouse. The same place where he would do auctions and try to get a pretty penny for some of the rarer beings that he acquired. Stepping into the dark place, he was greeted by the guards within- the men bowing their heads to him as one drew up to him. Ready to accompany him on his journey through the warehouse. This was just protocol. To make sure now of the slaves where freed or stolen for others gain, enough of it had happened before and they didn't want any repeats.
    
    Walking along the rows, his eyes rested on the cages before him. To pick one, what a hard thing to do. He stopped idly by each cage, poking into each with a finger to prod whomever was inside to see what they might do. Some cringed, some recoiled, a few others tried to attack him, but none seemed to strikes his fancy as he continued on with the same before stopping before another cage. Eyes resting on the male inside curiously.[/list:u][/list:u]

 

[Guest]

Julian sighed as he leaned against the bars of his cage. He hated it here--obviously. What slave liked being sold? None he'd ever met. As he sat there he took in the horrible smells, the freezing cold drafts, and the itch of filth that he had accumulated over months of being locked in a box. Julian was one of the prize slaves; unused, so he was expensive. It was due to his general defiance that he was still a virgin, and that most people wouldn't buy him. He was a pretty male, only recently brought in as merchandise--fresh meat.

As the other slaves stirred, Julian opened his deep green eyes, peering around to see what all the commotion was. He was mostly naked; only wearing loose shorts that were ratty and torn, probably worn by many before him. His back was scarred from whips, though his chest was immaculate, as was his stomach. He was a mere sixteen years old, nearly hairless, underdeveloped... From his ear hung a small ID tag, which had a barcode on one side and a serial number on the other side.

His deep green eyes turned up toward the man who had just walked in front of him. He didn't move, didn't even flinch; he simply sat, sitting against the bars of his cage, his legs bent at the knees and spread slightly. "'Afternoon." He murmured, adjusting himself to sit up a little straighter. He wasn't afraid of these men who came to see him, but he would never try to please them, either; either he would be bought or he wouldn't, and he wouldn't try for either of them.

 

[The King Of Yaoi]

• • This was quite a new development. His fingers lingered near the bar of the cage, eyes resting on the other as he adjusted himself. "Indeed it is" he spoke back to the other, his eyes scanning up and down the other's body as he took another step forward. He could tell the other hadn't been here long, especially considering the fact that the other held himself differently than the other slaves here. Something that instantly sparked his interested as he ran a finger down one of the slender pole before him, feeling the grime as he did so before he clenched it in his hand. Drawing closer. "I imagine you wish leave of here?" he spoke, red eyes moving to the other's vibrant hues. What would this other give him as an answer, it made him curious as he let out a soft coo. Already pleased with himself for noticing this beauty before him. He had made his mind up after the other had greeted him, something he rare did. Most of the time he would prod them until they seemingly cracked in their cages, but now- he felt much more compelled to just watch the other and see what he would do before getting a chain strapped to the other's collar and a leash in his hands.
    
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[Guest]

Julian slouched back against the bars again as the other man looked him up and down, sighing heavily. It was almost degrading whenever it happened, especially if the would-be master made some snide comment about his ass or his chest or something. He just wanted to be left alone to rot in his prison; being in prison was bad, but being oggled in prison was horrid. Why couldn't they just put him in a box in the basement?

"Of course I want to leave." He mumbled, crossing his arms. "Would you want to be in a cage with guys poking and prodding you? Yeah, me either." He shot a scathing glance at the older male and turned away again, his hair falling into his eyes. It shone like gold in the dim light from the windows, even though it was somewhat greasy. His other earring jingled as he shifted; a memento from his parents before they had died.

"I won't beg for you to take me." He informed the other male, not even glancing over. "But I won't protest, either."

 

[The King Of Yaoi]

• • Right to the point, just what he wanted as he eyed the other. "Mmm.. I'll take him" he told the guards by his side, one started to walk off; wishing to go and get the seller. His red eyes rested on the other "I can relate to that..." he said wit ha slight snap off his teeth. Ah yes he could, he had been caught once by pure luck of another, but it ended up with him freeing the others around him. That was the reason why none persisted with him, maybe that was where he had taken to blood lust the way he did now. Not that he'd tell the other about it, his finger idly tapping on the bars before him. "How old are you? What's your name?" He inquired, hoping to get an answer as he eyed the other. Maybe he would, maybe he wouldn't. It was unsure as he waited for the guard to come back and take the other out for him to have.[/list:u][/list:u]

 

[Guest]

Julian rolled his eyes when he was asked for his name. "I don't see how it matters." He informed the other. "I'm underdeveloped enough for you to feel like you're with a girl, if that's what you want, and I'm not strong enough to fight you away. Besides my attitude I'm not sure why no one's bought me already. I guess they think I'll put up a fight." After a short pause, he sighed, turning to look up at the other male.

"Julian. Sixteen years old." His hair fell into his eyes again and he pushed it back, tucking it behind his ear. He looked at the floor, an expression of shame passing over his green eyes, pale features twisted into sadness. This man was going to take his virginity, probably violently, and it was going to suck. A lot. A shiver ran up his spine and he drew his knees to his chest, folding his arms atop him. The look only laster a moment before he went back to fiery indignation, glaring at the floor again as if it had personally wronged him.

 

[The King Of Yaoi]

• • He waited there, listening to the other. Never judge a book by its covers? Had the other never learned such a thing. "Alright Julian" he spoke, watching the other as the owner to the cages came. They spoke for a short time, where he gave the other gold in return for the guards opening the pen the other was caged in. The chain on his neck being yanked to pull him out of the small area before its end was handed over to Chii. His red eyes watching as the two guard stayed beside him, the greedy owner walking away with a heavy sum. Shifting his eyes away he eyed the other and started to lead him out. For now he would be rough, not showing any kindness that could have possibly been in his body. "Come" he spoke, tugging on him softly- softer than the others had done earlier as they were escorted out.
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[Guest]

Jullian grumbled something about human beings and how they were worth more than just silver and gold before he got tugged along out of his cage. With a little squeak of surprise he tumbled out, then climbed to his feet, not low enough just yet to crawl on all fours. He had refused many times to do so, and for that he had been lashed three times for each refusal. It showed on his face that he was in pain; the large gashes on his back were not only red and some bleeding, but several looked infected, too. His slender hands grabbed at the three-sizes-too-big pants, pulling them tightly around his desperately thin frame as the two figures walked into the frost-bitten afternoon. A shiver shook the boy and he grasped his pants more desperately than before, as if they would grow to cover his small body.

"Where do you live?" He asked quietly. If he was honest he would admit that he just wanted to get out of the cold, but he wouldn't allow himself to be that weak.