The boy glanced around nervously as he was roughly pushed into the prison cafeteria, his ugly orange jumpsuit hugging his every curve. Several eyes fixed on the new arrival, a few chuckles and whistles causing the boy's cheeks to darken a shade of red. "Hey baby, come sit on my lap!" "Is that ass public property?" Hoots and hollers filled his ears and he trembled slightly, making his way through the cafeteria to the least populated table. There was only one man seated there, a tall, muscular man whose honey colored eyes ate up the boy's curvy body. The man smirked and licked his lips slowly, the movement almost predatory. Skylar set his tray down and sat down, never raising his eyes from his tray. He picked at his food slightly. "Hey babe." Skylar didn't even move. "I said hey." Skylar tensed slightly, but didn't look up. "Look at people when they talk to you." A low growl reached his ears and a strong hand grabbed his jaw, forcing his head up. Skylar squirmed helplessly and tried to pry the man's hand off, still keeping his blue-violet eyes fixed somewhere else. He yipped softly as the man dug his nails in harshly. His eyes snapped up for a moment to see those honey colored eyes flickering with amusment and then he leaned back, trying to get away. The man chuckled and shook his head. "Heh. You're not gonna last long here, kiddo. Cmere. I'm gonna claim you, the others wouldn't dare touch you." Skylar squirmed helplessly. "N-no! I don't belong to anyone!" He squeaked. The man chuckled again. "Fine, get raped." He shrugged and released him. He tried to stand, only to feel a small tug on his orange suit. He looked down to see a small hand gripping the fabric and blue-violet eyes shimmering with tears. "W-would they really do that?" The man sighed and flopped down beside the boy. "Look, kid. These guys will get their hands on any tight ass they can find. Someone like you? I'd be surprised if you made it to your cell without an assault." Skylar whimpered softly and bit his lip, watching the man take a drag of his cigarette. "W-what exactly would claiming me mean?" The man chuckled. "I protect you in exchange for small favors. Kisses, cuddles, etc." Skylar blushed. "S-so how exactly would you do that?" The man grinned. "I take a drag, kiss you, you breathe it in, then we split and you breathe out." Skylar whimpered softly. "B-but I -" the man took a drag and kissed the boy, exhaling into his mouth. The boy choked and his eyes watered as the man pulled away, breathing out and coughing hard, not used to the smoke. The man grinned. "You're mine now, cutie pie." A shrill bell sounded and the man disappeared into the crowd exiting the room. Skylar blushed furiously as he was led to a cell and shoved hard. He stumbled and fell into a muscular frame, a pair of arms around him. Skylar yelped and squirmed, terrified. His captor gently covered his mouth and held him still, calming him. "Shh~hh...it's me, baby." A familiar voice reached his ears and he relaxed, his slender fingers gripped the man's jumpsuit. "Oh thank god...I was so scared..." He murmured, trembling slightly. "Aw, I'm sorry sweetheart," the man cooed. Skylar blushed furiously and looked up at the taller male. "W-what's your name?" He asked softly, his slender frame pressed against the taller male's as he tried to stay calm. The man smirked.
"My name's Jackson, babe."
