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Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

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Techie is getting aroused just from this alone. It’s been so long since he’s slept with anyone, and Dopheld is looking at him like he’s a divine delight served up on a silver platter. He looks all over for a moment and then crashes their lips together.

“I f-feel it too,” he confesses against Dopheld’s mouth, his body warm and tingling all over. Why does he smell so fucking delicious?

Techie drags him into his ship and pulls Dopheld over him like a blanket, kissing and nibbling on the smooth, pale skin of his neck.

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Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

@techiehux

The quiet sniffling behind him makes Techie stop in his tracks and whirl around to face Dopheld. His confusion melts into sympathy. “Hey… What’s wrong? Is s-something the m-matter?” There’s an urge to cup his cheek and brush the tears away with his thumb, but Techie’s cheeks color. That’s unprofessional!

Mitaka whimpers softly and presses his face into Techie’s shirt. “I-i want y-you…want t-to be c-claimed by you b-but you don’t w-want me..”

An electric shock shoots up Techie’s spine, and he unconsciously tightens his protective hold on him, eyes fluttering closed for a split second before they open wide in surprise. “Um! W-woah!! You are s-super handsome and ridiculously at-attract-t-tive but I d-don’t sleep with the people I free from slavery! It, uh, d-doesn’t really send the r-right message-”

His cheeks were a cherry red and his eyes focused anywhere but on Dopheld. Techie’s hands lifted off him and then hovered over for a moment, unsure of what do with them. “P-please, don’t cry Dopheld. There’s a whole w-world waiting you you out there! Wh-why settle for little old m-me?” He shoots him a lopsided grin, almost pleading: don’t tempt me…

Mitaka sobs softly. “Y-you aren’t like everyone else! W-we have t-this connection…I-I felt it when you a-approached me..” he moves closer to Techie. “N-no one h-has to k-know that you freed m-me..” he practically begs.

He whimpers and presses himself against his body. “P-please…” he strokes techie’s face his eyes flickering from his lips to his eyes.

The closer Dopheld got to him, the easier he lost himself to the thick, sweet smell that hung over him like fog. Dazed, Techie struggled sluggishly to escape his grasp until he launched himself forward to press their lips together in a chaste kiss.

Techie pulls away quickly, before he can get <i> too </i> into it. “That’s all I c-can do with you,” he whispers, eyes glued to Dopheld’s lips.

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Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

@techiehux

The quiet sniffling behind him makes Techie stop in his tracks and whirl around to face Dopheld. His confusion melts into sympathy. “Hey… What’s wrong? Is s-something the m-matter?” There’s an urge to cup his cheek and brush the tears away with his thumb, but Techie’s cheeks color. That’s unprofessional!

Mitaka whimpers softly and presses his face into Techie’s shirt. “I-i want y-you…want t-to be c-claimed by you b-but you don’t w-want me..”

An electric shock shoots up Techie’s spine, and he unconsciously tightens his protective hold on him, eyes fluttering closed for a split second before they open wide in surprise. “Um! W-woah!! You are s-super handsome and ridiculously at-attract-t-tive but I d-don’t sleep with the people I free from slavery! It, uh, d-doesn’t really send the r-right message-”

His cheeks were a cherry red and his eyes focused anywhere but on Dopheld. Techie’s hands lifted off him and then hovered over for a moment, unsure of what do with them. “P-please, don’t cry Dopheld. There’s a whole w-world waiting you you out there! Wh-why settle for little old m-me?” He shoots him a lopsided grin, almost pleading: don’t tempt me…

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Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

@techiehux

Techie’s face fell. “Wh-what I do is pretty dangerous…but if you really want to come with me, you can. Things won’t be easy th-though.” He looked worried enough for the both of them!

He didn’t let go of Mitaka’s hand. “I move around and b-buy and free as many slaves as I can.” Techie’s eyes glanced down at the very minimal outfit he was wearing, blushed to the tips of his ears, and cleared his throat. “You can change if y-you want. I won’t look.”

Mitaka hums softly and takes the clean clothes out of the gift that the man had given him. He slides them on before carefully stashing as much of the things Techie had given him in the pockets of the pants. “M-my name i-is Dopheld .” He whispers softly, a light blush coating his features.

He reaches out to offer Dopheld his hand. “I’m Techie,” he says, not wanting to divulge too much about himself just yet. This man seemed nice, but a pretty face can hide an evil mind. And in Techie’s line of work? You need all the safety you can get!

“I need to be on another planet s-soon,” he says, glancing behind them every few seconds, biting his bottom lip. “We can’t stay here much longer. The slavers w-want to wring my neck!”

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Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

@techiehux

Techie’s face fell. “Wh-what I do is pretty dangerous…but if you really want to come with me, you can. Things won’t be easy th-though.” He looked worried enough for the both of them!

He didn’t let go of Mitaka’s hand. “I move around and b-buy and free as many slaves as I can.” Techie’s eyes glanced down at the very minimal outfit he was wearing, blushed to the tips of his ears, and cleared his throat. “You can change if y-you want. I won’t look.”

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Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

@techiehux

“Th-there’s some credits in there, clean clothes, a bit of dried food. Enough to get you s-started as a free man.” Techie blushes and gives Mitaka a quizzical look. “You want to come with me?”

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Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

@techiehux

Once they’re out of sight, Techie grabs Mitaka’s arm hard and drags him into an alleyway, taking out a thin wire and slipping it into the metal collar’s lock until it clicks and falls to their feet. “I told you I w-wasn’t going to hurt you,” Techie smiles, and takes a little package out of his backpack.

“This is for you. You’re f-free now, you hear?”

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Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

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Techie pulls his hand back quickly, surprised. “I’m not going to-” he swallows hard, watching Mitaka with sad eyes. “I won’t h-hurt you, I swear.” He gestures towards him and says to the seller, “I’ll take this one, please.”

Credits exchange hands and then, before he knows it, Techie has his very own whore.