animal - phan ddlb

one

Phil was just outside the tall building. It was the annual Neko convention. It was held to sell Nekos, not as a sex slave but as a companion, and just to let Nekos make friends and become comfortable. It was completely safe.

Outside the building, Phil could hear the beat of the song that was playing, it was a song from Kendrick Lamar that he couldn't recognize. He pushed the front doors opened and straightened his tie as he walked in.

He kept his hands beside him and walked up to a booth where you can place bids on a Neko to adopt one.

"I'd like a male, preferably shorter than I, and young." Phil asserted. The young lady behind the booth nodded, "Yes sir. We have these." She said and handed him laminated, colored pictures of the Neko males that fit his description along with a brief introduction of each underneath every picture.

Phil reads the description as well as looking at the pictures. He liked Jacob. He was 5'9, energetic, but sometimes stubborn. He also had black hair that was slightly wavy, and green eyes. "Highest bid for Jacob?" Phil questioned and looked up at the lady.

"Currently five thousand sir." She replied quickly, not wanting to waste the man's time. Phil nodded. "When does the auction start?"

She simply smiled, "In about two minutes sir. I suggest you get up close, observation is crucial to bidding." Phil thanked her and went on his way to the stage.

He sat down on a vacant seat at the front, keeping his posture straight and legs crossed. He was given a board with a number.

Soon the bidding began. Neither caught his eye. Jacob was being shown. Phil examined his body and the way he held himself. "Jacob, 5'9, he's stubborn but he'll adapt. Switch." The man introduced him.

Jacob's face held anger and uncertainty. He did not want to be here. If he didn't want to he sold, then he wouldn't make a good pet. Phil passed.

"This one is our newest. He is young and shy. Though he can get frisky. This boy has not hit his heat yet, still pure and growing. Height is about 5'5." The bearded man announced as a boy with brown curls and brown ears and tail to match was brought up on stage. Phil sat up, immediately taking interest.

Eager men raised their boards, shouting out not high enough prices in Phil's opinion. The boy was worth more. The bearded man was chanting prices. The bidding went up to 100,000.

"100,000, going once, going twice-" The bearded man said before Phil raised his board. "200,000."

The man who bid 100,000 groaned and shouted, "300,000." Phil sighed, the boy was worth more and Phil had all the money in the world.

"400,000." Phil shouted once again.

"500,000." The man's voice grew weary.

"A million." Phil calmly said, eyeing the Neko on stage.

"Sold! To 361." The man slammed his gavel. Phil smiled.

Phil paid his price and was handed the boy on a leash. "Hello." He said as softly as he could. Phil didn't want to scare the poor boy.

The Neko didn't reply, only with a whimper and a small flinch. "I'm not going to hurt you sweetheart. What's your name, baby?" Phil asked.

The brown haired Neko bit his lip nervously, Phil was afraid he'd make it bleed. "Daniel." He replied.

Phil smiled, "Lovely name, Daniel. How about I take you home and the next morning, we'll go shopping for clothes and room decorations?" Phil suggested.

"It's alright master, you don't have to buy me anything. You've already spent enough." Daniel quickly said, but regretting it.

Phil sensed his panic a bit. "I don't mind spending money on you, sweetheart. I have enough." It was true. Phil owned a company that was bigger than Apple. His electronics more advanced but certainly more expensive, but worth it. His items weren't Apple but aren't Android either. It was its own thing.

Daniel just shyly nodded. "Do you have any friends here you want to hang out with or say goodbye to before we leave?" Phil asked. Daniel shook his head.

"We won't be needed this." Phil said as he unclipped the leash from the collar. Phil left the collar one to show that Daniel was his property.

The beginning of a song from The Weeknd began to play as they exited the building. Phil kept his hand on Daniel's shoulder, since that was the only place high and secure enough for their height differences.

"Hey Lester, give you shit ton of money for him." A man with a cigarette in his mouth suggested.

Phil instantly shook his head, "No. He's not for sale, thank you." Phil said and quickly walked off and let Daniel into his black Ferrari LaFerrari, one of the cheapest cars he owns, this only being around two million.

The car ride would take long, since his house was far. "Would you like some music?" Phil asked. Daniel shyly nodded. Phil put on some random radio station.

"Well since you're with me now, let me introduce myself and stuff like that." Phil looked at him and Daniel nodded. "So my full name is Philip Michael Lester, and I own the Cactus company. Basically, we do electronics like Apple but more advanced and expensive. I like odd things, so what you're thinking right now, I probably take interest."

Daniel smiled softly, he was starting to like this Phil guy. "What about you sweetheart?"

Daniel shrugged, "Born in this unfortunate life, I guess. I'm sorry, I don't have interests because I was never allowed to do anything, never having privilege like regular humans."

Phil smiled, "It's alright. I'll show you everything I know." Daniel nodded. While Phil was driving, Daniel didn't seem to move. Phil noticed he has fallen asleep.

Phil soon reached his house or rather, mansion, and stepped out the car. He opened the passengers door and took the sleeping boy into his arms. Dan awoke slightly. "We're here?" Daniel asked.

Phil nodded. "Right before bed I want you to bathe or shower okay?" Dan nodded. "I'll give you a tour tomorrow. I just want you bathed and rested."

Phil set up a bath for Daniel, then leaving him alone with clothes. Phil waited for him on Daniel's new bed. Daniel emerged from the bathroom with his hair curlier than ever. Phil internally awed.

"Time for bed." Phil lifted the covers for him. Dan climbed in then laid down. Phil tucked him in then moved stray curls to reveal his forehead. Phil pressed a light, fond, kiss to his head. "Goodnight, Daniel, rest easy."

Daniel smiled, "Phil?" He spoke softly. Phil hummed in acknowledgement. "Call me Dan, please."