It is dopey, and that's what makes Fae's shoulders shake with soft laughter. He shoves his sponge into the water, making sure the movement causes enough of a splash that stray droplets force Keelan to shut both eyes against the assault. "Are you sayin' that since you been there you haven't sat in a real bathtub?" He sits back, folding his legs up so his knees stick out of the water as his hand drags down one of Keelan's legs. "He must've been a real asshole, not to let you have even that. I've gotten assholes, too." His hand hooks beneath Keelan's ankle before he's pulling it from the water and settling the dirty foot he'd been making such a face about against his chest. "Maybe some of them weren't as bad if you look from the outside, but to me, they're all assholes. Every one." Fae snorts and snatches a soap bar from the sill by the tub, lathering the sponge before using his good hand to start scrubbing at Keelan's foot as he speaks. "Doesn't matter if they tear you up or never touch you at all, at the end of it, they still think you're property. They still think you're less than them. Tch."
Because he was an elf, a lot of his buyers would often hesitate to rough him up too much, even when his mouth would push them to the edge of patience. His value goes down if you fuck up his pretty face, discolor his unusual hair, or ruin the pointed tips of his ears. He never made things easy though, being as violent as he is, especially since elves have a reputation for usually being frail, delicate things - his aggression adds to his "rarity", which sounds nice on paper, but once they get a hold of him they understand why he's being sold for pennies now.
None of that matters to him though, there isn't a nuance to this type of thing and middle-ground is a seldom used word in Fae's vocabulary. Whether you're buying a person just to feed it and show it off to others or using it solely as a hole to shove your dick into - both situations are equally revolting to Fae, but at least you can get some fun out of one.
As he thinks, Fae absently washes the dirt from between Keelan's toes. Then, suddenly, his eyes flick up to meet Keelan's. "He seemed extra fuckin' proud to have you on a leash though. How'd you get mixed up with him anyway?"
Keelan is so cute....please...this poor boy hasn't got to sit in a bathtub for years...
Because he was an elf, a lot of his buyers would often hesitate to rough him up too much, even when his mouth would push them to the edge of patience. His value goes down if you fuck up his pretty face, discolor his unusual hair, or ruin the pointed tips of his ears. He never made things easy though, being as violent as he is, especially since elves have a reputation for usually being frail, delicate things - his aggression adds to his "rarity", which sounds nice on paper, but once they get a hold of him they understand why he's being sold for pennies now.
None of that matters to him though, there isn't a nuance to this type of thing and middle-ground is a seldom used word in Fae's vocabulary. Whether you're buying a person just to feed it and show it off to others or using it solely as a hole to shove your dick into - both situations are equally revolting to Fae, but at least you can get some fun out of one.
As he thinks, Fae absently washes the dirt from between Keelan's toes. Then, suddenly, his eyes flick up to meet Keelan's. "He seemed extra fuckin' proud to have you on a leash though. How'd you get mixed up with him anyway?"