Wulfe.
My old friend Holland called me over to see if i wanted any of treasures. I came as a courtesy to my friend, but now i've just walked in a room to find a true treasure. The boy looks to be seventeen. He's slender, pale, beautiful, and from my sense of smell, a werewolf. His hair black and frizzy. In the bright light I can see gold sparks in it. If he was a woman I'd say he it was not natural but this is for sure.
I watched him scan the people and his eyes stopped on me. My body Zinged with excitement. His eye's are beautiful. The shimmer like an Garnet stone; a precious Scarlet red. He's scared. I can smell it.
And so can the other beasts in this room. They all look at him hungrily. A low growl escapes my throat. I quickly silence it. The group of people and the boy are looking around to see where it came from.
Suddenly, the door opened up and my old friend is rolled in by his maid. Poor man is dying. i can see why he's selling everything to give to his grand kids. I can smell it coming on him. Death.
The boy whimpers and walks over fearfully to his master. I want to take that fear and throw it out the window. He pats the boys head and turns to us.
Holland: "Hello, my name is Holland. You are all here today to purchase one or more or my many treasures. I ask that you wait until after i die to take them home. Also, for the creatures, if you are dissatisfied with any of them please return it to my son or daughter and they will find a new home for it. Now please, if you see something you like, make me an offer. If two or more of you want the same thing, the top price wins."
Suddenly, it filled the room. The boys fear. He's paler now. That's it I don't care how much it costs I'm buying him.

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Top Price (BoyXBoy)
FantasyWere creatures of all types are slaves. They can be beaten, fought, fucked, killed, and used in any way and no one will see it as wrong. Thus goes why Ren is scared shitless. Ren's a 17 year old male werewolf. A really small wolf at that. Ren's fear...