Santiago’s Point Of View
"You sure you don’t want to be with the other Ogas? Do you have any friends or family?" I asked.
The Oga just shook his head, no. We had been granted our own room, but it felt wrong to keep him with when he could have friends or family here sowhere.
"Do you have a na?" I asked.
He looked up at nervously. I wasn’t sure if he was scared to speak, or scared of in general. But I was absolutely losing my mind just being near him.
"I-It’s... Synnahn..." He softly mumbled.
Honestly, it was a befitting na for the guy. He looked like Sin itself. And his voice could stop an army in its tracks.
"Do you know my na?" I asked.
Enough people had said my na while I held him, so I wondered if he was actually listening, or had just been too scared out of his mind.
"S-San...ti...ago...?"
"Yep. That’s . Syn and San huh? Has a strange ring to it. Are you afraid of Synnahn?"
"No..."
"Well thats good... Do you want to eat sothing? Take a bath? Sleep?" I asked, taking a seat in the reclining chair as he watched from the bed.
"I... Don’t know..." He said, laying down on the bed.
"Well I can get you a light al. Or put together a sandwich for you... they left so snack foods in the mini-fridge here for us." I said, indicating the fridge.
"Why are you being so nice to ? Do you want to have sex with too?" He asked wearily.
’Sweet Gods don’t tempt . I’m really trying my best to be a fucking gentleman here damn it...’
"No. It’s nothing like that. Though I’m not apposed to the idea either. It’s just that, I was raised to believe that all living things deserved to be treated with care and respect. So eat if you are hungry. If you want to bathe I’ll draw you a bath. If you want to sleep, use the bed. I’ll stand watch with the others." I explained.
"Please don’t leave ... I-I... uhm... don’t want to be left alone..." He said.
"Then I’ll stay in this chair then. Is that acceptable?" I asked.
"N-No..."
"You’re going to have to explain to what you need love. I don’t want to scare you, or hurt you. I just want you to rest comfortably, okay?" I said.
"I’m hungry... and if I fall asleep, I’ll hit my 48 hour limit in my sleep... you will turn into a different person then..."
"Ah. I see. So what would you like to do? I have a pretty good inhibitor to use on myself. But if I rember correctly, it will only get worse for you... I wonder how the other Ogas are handling things?"
"You should send as many Alphas to that floor as possible... those Ogas don’t like being in pain enough to not seduce the night watch..." He replied seriously.
I wasn’t sure what to do, so I sent a text to my master. Explaining the situation and asking about what actions we should take. I received a reply in no ti flat.
–Already on it. We sent Alphas and Betas to the floor. Bellamy will make the Alpha pheromone injection once he gets back in a lab. Go take care of your Oga. I’m definitely about to take care of mine.
"Well it looks like things are going to be fine. Let feed you." I said with a chuckle.
I made my way over to the kitchen area and made a sandwich and put so fruit into a bowl for him. Then I took it to him and sat it on the bed. He looked between and the food for a bit, but he didn’t move until I sat back down in the chair.
Once I was seated, he moved with exceptional speed and began to take huge bites of the sandwich and ate the fruit with his hands, despite the fork I left in the bowl. It was obvious that he was starving.
Once he was done, he looked at the plate and bowl with so much longing, that it made curious about his life up until now. But that facility and how I found him were hellish conditions for sure, so I stayed quiet.
"Would you like so more?" I asked.
"N-No... Thank... You..."
"Why not? You can have as much as you like, I swear. No strings attached. And I didn’t lace or poison it with anything." I replied.
At that, he looked up at startled. I didn’t understand why. It was like I unearthed a secret of his.
"T-There’s no drugs... in it?" He asked, surprised.
"No, I swear! Jeez just what the fuck have they done to you, that you expect drugs in your food!?" I yelled, gripping my head.
Only too late did I realize he probably thought I was upset with him, and not the facility. I sat up imdiately and looked at him –ready to explain myself– but he was just gazing at the bowl, and running a finger around in it.
"Would you like more fruit, Synnahn?" I asked, amused.
He looked up at slowly, and nodded. It looked like he was embarrassed, and damn it if it wasn’t the most adorable sight.
I quickly got up and put more fruit in the bowl, this ti adding chunks of pineapple to the mix, and gave him the bowl. Then I headed for the bathroom to run a bath. He was going to get the full princely experience today, whether he understood it or not.
I placed so scented bubbles in the bath, and made sure the jets were on, and the water was warm enough. Then it hit , I had no clothes to give the guy. I was now stuck floundering around, because this would surely send the wrong ssage to him.
’Shit...’
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Synnahn’s Point Of View
I wasn’t sure what kind of fruit was in the bowl, because the facility never allowed to have any before. But it was quickly becoming my favorite thing to eat. It was a far cry from the mush, or slop the facility always fed anyway.
I was worried that just like the facility, he had laced it with a drug to make more compliant. I didn’t have friends or a family to speak of, because those doctors and Master Hastings kept hidden away from the other two masters, so I never left the third floor.
Santiago was a strange guy. He slled really good, like a warm minty sweet sll. I just didn’t know what to call it. He was nice and warm, but he was a Dominant Alpha. My pheromones would corrupt him sooner or later, either way.
I had been locked away in that room for what seed like an eternity. I was well past my 24 hour limit as well. No matter how scared I was, I was more afraid to be left alone. I felt like this was all a dream, and if he left , I’d wake up freezing to death in that room all over again.
Santiago ca out of the bathroom, looking exceptionally worried. It was beaten into how disgusting and annoying my voice was, so I worried that if I talked too much he would grow tired of , or think I was annoying.
"Syn?"
I heard my na and gasped. I had been lost in thought again, and I didn’t know how to apologize without offending him
"Y-Yes...?" I asked, nervously.
"I need to step out for a bit, is that–"
"No! Please don’t leave alone..." I yelled, interrupting him.
My panic was rising, and it was becoming harder to breathe. This felt like it was as good as my life was going to get, and then my plunge back into hell would begin anew.
"You need clothes don’t you? A robe, at the very least..." Santiago said, trying to reason with . But I just couldn’t agree to it.
"I don’t need them, it’s fine... can I bathe now?" I asked.
I knew he had drawn a bath and that’s probably where he got the ridiculous idea from, but I honestly didn’t care.
"What do you an you don’t need them? Yes you frikkin do! You trying to make kill my people for looking at... you... fuck..." Santiago trailed off, looking embarrassed for his outburst. It was kind of adorable.
"I’ve never worn clothes in my life, I wouldn’t even know what sizes to recomnd for . It’s fine... plus you’re going to have sex with anyway, right?" I asked, climbing from the bed and heading towards him and the bathroom.
"Hold on, that’s too much to unpack... you’ve never worn clothes? And you expect to have sex with you?" He asked, thoroughly taken aback.
"Yea. They didn’t give clothes, just a na, a daily beating, food laced with all manner of drugs, and a constant reminder that I was designed to service my Master’s every desire, at any ti. You are my new Master, right? Please take care of ." I replied, while peeking into the bathroom. It also had that similar sweet sll, like him.
"What is that sll? It slls just like you, but different..." I asked, taking another deep breath.
"It’s chocolate mangos. It’s the bubble scent in the tub." He replied.
"Hmm? So you sll like chocolate mints? I wonder if that tastes as good as it slls..." I asked.
Then I slowly climbed into the tub. It was hot and bubbly, but the best part was the swirling water jet things. They made the bath much more soothing.
’Haaah... I don’t hate my new Master...’
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