A Master/Slave Meme

[fishbox]

Congratulations! You are now a slave/master.


Master:
What kind of master are you?
What brought you into possession of a slave?
What will you have your slave do for you?


Slave:
Why are you a slave?
How easily will you adjust to this new situation in life? ie, what kind of slave are you?


Run wild and have fun! RNG is not needed~

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[deathspilot]

To tame a beast one needed care and strength. Duo laughed again, fingers dancing out of harm's way before returning to tug firmly on that cue of hair to get the dragon's head to move back, bearing his gift's throat. "Yield, and I may be generous."

[chang_wufei]

He hissed as his head was pulled back, keeping his eyes on the god with a snarl. "And if I don't?" Wufei demanded, eyes flashing. Scales rippled across his skin as he fought the spells keeping him in this shape.

[deathspilot]

Purple eyes met black. Duo didn't loosen his hold on silky hair. Seeing the scales appear, he smirked and brushed his other hand over the bared throat, toying with some of the fascinating scales.

"Then I'll just have to keep you bound and helpless. I can only accept a certain amount of chaos before it affects my work."

[chang_wufei]

"Then you'd better. I'm not going to be kept like a tamed pet," Wufei growled, teeth bared even though he couldn't bite in that position. Though at least the gag was gone. "You'll be bored soon enough."

[deathspilot]

"How about a companion?" The tone was almost wistful. Ogres were nice to have around, but there was no challenge. "Give it a chance for a little while and we can leave." Escape, actually.

[chang_wufei]

The dragon narrowed his eyes, trying to figure out whether the death god was laying a trap or not. The offer seemed... well, he wasn't sure what it seemed like. "We?"

[deathspilot]

"We," he repeated. "In case you hadn't caught it, I tend to disappear from these oh so vaunted halls upon occasion." Sarcasm surrounded the 'vaunted halls' part of the statement, and Duo let go of the dragon's hair in favor of sitting back on his heels.

[chang_wufei]

He lowered his head once he was free to do so, scalp still stinging a bit, but he'd handle it. The dragon still wasn't so sure about this offer though. "And after that? Will I be bound to you or allowed to choose my own path from there?"

[deathspilot]

"Bound?" Duo grinned slowly. "What a great idea. I could simply bind you to me and you'd have no choice."

But that wasn't any fun. So he shrugged. "I haven't decided yet." Meaning he probably wouldn't just bind the dragon to him to start off.

[chang_wufei]

"I'll yield, for now," Wufei said slowly, watching him very closely as he spoke. Yielding for now was better than utterly bound to a god against his will.

[deathspilot]

"I thought you'd say something like that," his reply was flippant. Light. But Duo finally moved around the dragon to untie the physical bonds, leaving the magical one in place for now.

"So what are you called?"

[chang_wufei]

Of course the spells were left in place, that was no surprise even if he wasn't particularly pleased about it.

"Wufei, Lord of the Chang clan," he said, still watching the god carefully. He didn't quite trust him just yet.

[deathspilot]

Nor should he. Duo reached out to tug Wufei to his feet, not intending to step back - instead stay nice and close with that teasing little smirk.

"Nice to meet you, 'Fei. You can call me Duo." Call him sentimental, but he'd grown fond of his most recent human name.

[chang_wufei]

Straightening up, he was made immediately aware of just how close he stood to the god, and made to take a step back. A dragon just did not get that close to someone he wasn't killing or tangling with.

"Wufei. I prefer if you leave the pet names to your servants."