His Pet

His House {Part Two}

Part Two

///Gavin's POV/// 

His house was bigger than I imagined. It was unlike any other that I've ever seen, but then again I haven't seen much since my entire life was pretty much spent in an orphanage. As he walked into his bathroom, shutting the door behind him, my eyes began to roam. My eyes went from anywhere to the smallest detail on the ceiling, to the smallest detail on the floor beneath me. 

I assume that he knew that I wasn't going to stay put for long which meant I had to take my chances and explore while I still could. As soon as I heard the water begin to run for his shower, I left his bedroom. I began to walk around the hallways, looking at the pictures on the wall to the lights on the ceiling and then back down to my feet on his marble floor. I would die to live here, but unfortunately, I can't live here. I don't have a home and nobody would want to adopt a teenager. Older people only want to adopt babies because they could mind control them into thinking that they are their biological parents. 

You can't do that with someone like me, you can't trick me into thinking that I belong in your home. You can't sit there and say that I'm needed, sorry. I'm rambling again. I've been rambling just enough to manage to bump into a table and almost knocked down the vase on it. I quickly grabbed the vase before it had fallen, and gently put it back in its rightful position, hoping and praying to God himself that you did not see that and that you do not find out. I let out a long sigh and continue to my Adventure through this new house. I then came across a room, a red room. I got so suspicious i couldn't help but wonder. As I went to twist the handle, my shoulder was grabbed and I was pinned to the wall.

"Do all humans find everything to be so bizarre?" He glared at me and My heart started to race and I started to shake a little. "Relax~ I'm not gonna hurt you, yet" He smirked and he pulled me by my shirt away from the basement. We walked up to the walkway and took a couple turns and that's when I realized how far I walked. As I realized that he was pushing me around, I got frustrated and I pushed his hand away making him look back at me in a trancing way. I was being swayed by his face and he knew it. He stepped closer and I stepped back, falling on the couch. This had to be planned! W-what is this situation..! I then pant as my heart started to race faster with every step he took. He smirked and stopped moving when we were just centimeters away.

"Your heart is beating so fast~ Are you that excited to have a man so close to you?" I stared at this man as if he had just lost his mind...Was he serious? "Um no- I'm fucking scared. I don't care about a so-called 'man' being in front of me, sorry to burst your bubble" I scoffed, I hated cocky people. I then began to try to relax by focusing on my breathing. He didn't respond and he just kept staring into my eyes with more of green eye color. Was that the color from before..? He was staring so hard I didn't even notice his hand making it's way to my shoulders. "As a warning, I'm gonna tell you and show you what it means to be in my custody" He said with a slight smile and I felt warm for some reason. I then looked into his softly and he raised his eyebrows.

"Are you gonna.." I stopped as I thought about what he might have meant by being in his 'custody'. My face shifted to a sudden sadness and that's when I started to feel like a subject. He then lifted my head and he examined my facial expressions. I whined a bit as he squeezed my face and he pulled my cheeks. A squeal escaped my lips as he then let go, chuckling. "Excitement, sadness, and nervousness... What.. kind of human are you? All the humans I've met in my lifetime were mafia and tough people. You're such a wimp even the girls are stronger than you." He then let me go completely before pulling my shirt again, dragging me to another destination.

I growled and I clawed at his wrists, I was a bit aggravated as to how this man was pushing me around. He opened the door to the same room but this time it seemed a bit bigger. There was something different... it looks as if it were moved around, but how.? The bed got a bit smaller but it was still hella big. The t.v wasn't there anymore, in its place was a camera. "W-what... A camera..? Why is there a came-" I was then pushed on the bed and I shut my eyes for a split second before I heard the camera beep. I whimpered softly and I then opened my eyes to a shirtless man with that damn Calvin Klein band showing. I blushed deeply and I tried to move but I couldn't, even though I wasn't tied up. No matter how hard I tried I. Couldn't. Move. I struggled and the man got close to my face as he crouched down slowly. He then smiled and caressed my face. "WELCOME~ To my study sessions, my little guinea pig."

//Julian's POV//

"WELCOME~ To my study sessions, my little guinea pig" I caressed his small face and I grinned a bit as I was getting even more aroused. I then let my cold fingertips drag along his chest and he rubbed his legs together in frustration as he pleaded me to stop. I scoffed softly as my thoughts roam and his reactions lure me into his sweet trap of temptations. I stroked his collar bones and it made his face get a bit hot. 'What makes him feel this way?' I asked myself before I got experimental and I let my saliva drip on his chest, letting the acidic substance tingle and make its way to a slight burning sensation. The human then started to moan softly and he tried to pressed his legs together, resulting in my face looking empty and uninterested.

"Pathetic." I muttered under my breath. "You're so easy to sway~." I grinned slightly and was still extremely curious as to what made him feel this way. I was curious about what made his body heat up and his emotions change. All I could really do is sit back and examine him, and that's exactly what I planned to do. His cheeks became crimson as he squirmed in embarrassment. "Why so shy mutt? It seems as if you enjoyed being groped by my hands since the beginning~ Why so 'disgusted' now?" I tilted my head and waited for a response. He then got a pained expression and flashbacks started to replay in his head of pasts events. "I'm not gay! H-how many times do I have to-" As I looked down at him, we made eye contact, making him turn away quickly. I then ran my cold finger up his abdomen to the crease of his chest and he quivered, arching his back and I sneered. "Sensitivity to sudden, gentle touches" He then shook his head slowly and his nipples began to perk.  

"Such a liar." I placed my hand over his eyes and ran my hot, wet tongue against his chest. He gasped and got goosebumps while a smirk appeared on my face. I have done enough studying with this small boy for now, so I got up leaving him laying in my bed. I walked over to the camera and turned it off. I wasn't using this footage for some weird sex craze. No, I was using it to study from. In certain situations I will watch the videos I have taken over again, I will replay certain scenarios and watch their reactions. I will do further research on emotions that I have seen and witnessed. I write all these things down and experiment with them at a later date. But for now I, myself was rather exhausted from keeping an eye on the little fucker. 

He squirmed and called out to me. I could tell he wasn't a fan of the dark and that thought, made my heart get dark itself. He called out for me, his voice shaky and desperate. "Goodnight, Birdy~" I said and shut the door. I patted it before walking off and setting up another of my rooms to sleep in, leaving him cold, naked and terrified.

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