Why Have I Done This??? (Lams Oneshots)

I'm Yours

A/N - I really want to try this idea also it's nearly 3 am so bare with me

A/N - if you're reading this this is the third version I've written 😂

Background Info - historical appearances, Alexander is a fox hybrid, he got a fluffy tail and he's damn right sneaky, he's being kept in a horrible pound where they basically sell hybrids as sex slaves, (my three am two cups of coffee brain cells are having a ball) I'm talking lingerie the whole nine, John wants to save Alex cause he thinks he's cute.

John's POV

"Wait, wait, wait." Lafayette waved his hand and I stopped talking. "You're going to dress like a douche and go buy a hybrid because he's 'precious, too cute for this works'." I nodded and Laf pinched the bridge of his nose. "Come with me." He towed me to my closet and threw clothes at me. "Go." I changed and grabbed my keys. "Act like Jefferson!" He called after me.

"Yo." Someone greeted as I stepped through the door.
"Hey." He came out from behind the counter and smiled.
"Do you know what you're looking for?" Yes.
"Not really." I chuckled, the man smiled and held out his hand.
"George King."
"John." I shook his hand and smiled.
"ALEXANDER!" The Fox I'd seen before came running into the room wearing nothing but lingerie and stood with his head down and hands tied together in front of him. "This is my best. He's fun to mess with and sell off for a night if you're looking for extra cash."
"As he done that before."
"Oh yeah. Almost every night."
"Is he any good?"
"Oh. He's plenty good. Alexander, show this nice man how good you are." King grinned, he leaned over and whispered so only I could hear. "I love watching this." Alexander dropped to his knees and slipped his hands in his underwear. He moaned and shook and my heart ached for him. "Good boy." King purred lowly, I didn't want too but I glanced down and huffed. The man was hard. He roughly grabbed the boy's face and told him not to cum and threw him shaking and moaning to the floor.
"I'll take him." I spat out quickly, wanting to end his suffering.
"Cool. Go get your stuff." He growled at the poor fox, when he didn't move King kicked him in the ribs and cussed him out. The boy limped away as King sprayed him with a spray bottle. I signed papers and restrained myself from hugging that damn fox right then and there. It was clear he was in pain and I quickly paid King. "Have a good one." I dragged the boy to my car and threw him in the back before speeding off. He lay moaning and shaking in my backseat and I stopped the car in a parking lot. I got out and slowly opened his door, crouching in front of it.
"Can you hear me?" He moaned and nodded. "Ok. I'm John. My apartment is about twenty minutes away. Can you hold it or do you need to go now?" He turned his head and stared at me in disbelief.
"Y-you're asking m-me?"
"Yes. Can you hold it?" He nodded quickly and I raised an eyebrow. "I want the truth."
"No, sir! It hurts."
   "Ok, ok. There's a bathroom over there. Can you make it?" He shook and moaned. "Hey, stay with me." I smiled. "Can you make it?"
   "N-no!" He whimpered, I knew he was only telling the truth because I asked.
   "I can carry you. Is that ok?"
   "Yes, sir!"  He moaned loudly and let me pull him out of the car. We were at a rest stop just out of town so no one was around. I hurried to the bathroom and pushed the door open, letting Alex down. He sprinted to the toilet and moaned loudly as he came.
   "Alexander? Are you ok?" I asked cautiously, moving forward and pushing the door open. He tried to hide between the wall and toilet and failed. He shielded himself from me and I crouched in front of the door, holding it open. "Hey, buddy." I cooed. "Do you wanna come out?" He shook his head and whimpered. "Ok. That's ok. I just need you to listen. Can you do that?"
   "Yes, sir."
   "I'm never going to hurt you. Ever. I promise. I swear on my mother's grave. You're safe. You can do whatever you want. Just don't hurt yourself." I smiled. "You're free." Alex stared at me for awhile before starting to cry. "No, no, no, no, no, no! Please don't cry, sweetie. Come here, c'mon." I cooed he crawls forward and into my arms. He sobbed into my shoulder and I stroked his red curls. "Good boy, good boy." I praised gently, Alex got ahold of himself and I helped him stand. "Feeling better?" He nodded and I smiled. I pulled my coat off and set it on his shoulders. "May I see your hands?" Alex quickly provided them and I tried to untie them. "How did he tie this? What the-" I mumbled, Alex sniffed and I sighed. "Can you wait til we get home? I'll have to cut it off."
   "Yes, sir."
   "Please. Call me John or anything else you'd like." I smiled and gently wiped his tears away. "Let's get you home." I pulled my coat closely around his small frame and sighed. "Answer me honestly...did he feed you?"
   "Sometimes, sir."
   "Ok. I promise I'll feed you when we get home." His eyes followed me, trying to figure out what my angle was. "Penny for your thoughts?" I asked politely, he shifted and looked at his feet. "You don't have to be obedient anymore. You can yell and scream at me daily for all I care. So what's on your mind?"
   "Are you lying to me?" His voice was small and shaky, like he was scared.
   "No. I'm not lying. I'll even put it in writing if you want."
   "You can't." He sniffed.
   "What?"
   "Didn't you pay attention at all when you bought me?" I shifted and bit my lip.
   "Not exactly. I was trying to get you out of there."
   "You gave master King you address. In two months he's going to visit and make sure you're treating me like shit." Alex explained quickly. "If he doesn't like it he will take me back and keep your money."
   "Hey..." He was crying now and I gently placed at hand on his shoulder. "He's never going to touch you again."
   "But-"
   "We'll cross that bridge when it comes, ok?" Alex nodded and I smiled. I looked down at his hands again and sighed. "I won't let him take you." Alex burrowed into my chest in an effort to hug me and I squeezed him tightly. "C'mon. Let's go home and get you a meal and better clothes." I smiled, Alex followed me out of the restroom and I stopped him from going on the asphalt. "Is it ok if I carry you? I don't want you stepping on glass."
   "Yes, sir." I carefully scooped him up bridal style and carried him to the car. I carefully set him in the passenger seat and ran around to the driver's side.
   "Buckle up, please."
   "Yes, sir." He quickly buckled up and I started the car. The whole drive home Alex was silent until I attempted to strike up a conversation.
   "So...this seems like an arbitrary question but how's your day been so far?" I glanced at him and saw he was frowning at me. "Yeah, it's a stupid question."
   "Fine, I guess." He mumbled.
   "It's ok if you don't want to talk to me. I'm not gonna make you do anything." Alex shifted and sighed.
   "Can ask you a question?"
   "Of course. You can say anything you want."
   "Are you going to hit me?" He sniffed.
   "No. Never. I will never hurt you." I promised.
   "Are going to play with me?" He whimpered.
   "Define play."
   "Sex...rape."
   "Definitely not." I hummed.
   "Oh."
   "Although, if you ever need to do anything, you can. I won't stop you. Just let me know, ok?" Alex nodded and I pulled into my parking spot. I got out and opened the door for Alex. He stepped out and I pulled my coat around his shoulders again. He shivered in the cool night air and hung his head. I turned and started to lead Alex inside. "Can I carry you again?"
    "Yes, sir." I scooped him up bridal style and carried him into the elevator. When the doors opened on my floor I let Alex down and he followed me to my apartment. I unlocked the door and let him in first, tossing my keys in the bowl.
   "You can go explore if you want." I smiled, Alex looked at me for moment and decided it wouldn't hurt. He exploded the small apartment and I sat on the couch. When he stepped back into the room I remembered his hands were bound and I jogged to the kitchen, grabbing a knife. Alex yelped and hid behind the couch. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm gonna cut the rope." Alex slowly emerged and shuffled toward me. I carefully cut him free and set the knife down. Alex's wrists were bruised and raw and he flexed his hands, trying to get the feeling in his fingers back. "How long were you tied up?" I asked quietly.
   "About two weeks." He whimpered.
   "Why would someone do something like that?" Tears welled in my eyes as I ran through every possibility of Alex's torture in my head.
   "It was my fault. I disobeyed." He frowned at me and carefully reached up, brushing a tear of my cheek.
   "What'd he do to you?" Alex quietly explained about the beating and rape and how he will obey anything I say. By the end of it I was crying and hugging him. He was frowning and just standing there. I let go and wiped my face. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
   "It's ok." I put my hands on my head and Alex flinched.
   "I'm so sorry." I pulled myself together and huffed. "Um...do you wanna take a shower?"
   "Yes, sir." I showed him to the bathroom and gave him some clothes that might fit him. I collapsed back on the couch and fell asleep.