Pup (Bratt)

Chapter Ten: Kimono King

A few days later, Brian approached Matt as Matt was washing the dishes. "Hurry up." He said, "We're going to go visit a friend of mine as soon as you're finished."

"Yes, sir." Matt nodded, reaching for a sponge. He couldn't help but feel a little bit nervous at Brian's words. What sort of friends did Brian keep? How was he supposed to act around them? Was he Brian's friend, boyfriend, puppy, slave? What did he mean to Brian?

Matt paused. What did he mean to Brian? He had been in his master's company for two weeks and for that time Matt had been the only person Brian really talked to. And, while he had tightened up his ways a little more, Brian still treated Matt better than any of his other Dominants had. Matt could feel his connection and trust in Brian growing every day. He wondered if, although Brian treated him like a prince, he really was just a slut to his Dom.

Apparently his friend's house was within walking distance, because instead of heading to the garage, Brian laced his finger's in Matt's, and they walked down his private drive towards the street. "I just think it's about time you meet some people I know." Brian said, "Jimmy's an author."

They walked in silence for the most part, and Matt felt very content to be with his master. He didn't really feel like his submissive, more like his boyfriend. And Matt enjoyed that.

But he didn't voice this. He didn't speak out of turn at all. He didn't want to push his luck with Brian, not this soon into their contract.

Not when such amazing sex was involved. He wanted to hold off punishments for as long as possible. Besides, he hated disappointing his master.

They never left the outskirts of town, and this Jimmy's house was probably just as large as Brian's. Matt gaped as they ascended the front steps, and Brian rang the bell. Even the hedge bushes in the front yard were shaped like things, although they were strange, like a unicorn and, was that a goat? Figures. The majority of Brian's friends must have been rich and fancy and overly pompou-

The door opened suddenly, and a man in a kimono stood before Brian and Matt.

"Bribear!" he cried, launching himself at Brian. "Hey, welcome, how've you been?"

Brian chuckled, hugging the man. "Hi, Jimmy. I'm glad that you're alright with us stopping by on such short notice."

"What? Yeah, of course! Hey, one day I'll get you a fucking key so you can just come in whenever. Besides, the door wasn't locked. Come on in!" he motioned into the room and said, "You got a new puppy dog, I see."

"Yes, this is Matt. Matt, this is James Sullivan. Master Jimmy, to you, we can go with first name basis. Johnny calls me Master Brian."

"Oh yeah, where is that cat?" Jimmy asked, then shouted, "Jonathan!"

The name James Sullivan sounded familiar to Matt, but he shrugged it off after he couldn't place it immediately. Maybe it was just a common name.

A few moments later, a man entered the room. He was short, with brown eyes and dyed blonde and brown hair. He wore kitten ears and a kitten tail and... and a tutu. He had whiskers painted on his cheeks, and a pink bow was clipped on to his ear headband. He actually made quite a cute kitten. He approached Jimmy, purring and rubbing against him. "Master?"

"There you are, Johnny." Jimmy smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of Johnny's head. "We have company. Show them to the living room. I'm going to get my latest project."

"Yes, Master, certainly." He bowed for Brian, and nodded to Matt. "Right this way."

As soon as they entered the living room, it became apparent where Matt recognized the name from. Everywhere was paraphernalia from the Comet Tails trilogy, science fiction novels that were made into movies a couple years ago. Matt remembered the hype, they made millions in the box office, people lined up for the midnight premiere. Apparently the books were thrilling and intense, and the movies stayed true to them. Zacky was obsessed with them.