Brendon: AlmostMature

I sat at my usual table in the same restaurant. The abandoned one. I knew it was only a matter of time before Fate remembered how things worked. He was mine. I’d drilled that into him. No matter who was fucking him, he was mine. I also knew it was only a matter of time before Brody came looking for me.

He turned up eventually, not looking impressed. "What's all this shit with Fate, huh?"

"I was thinking of opening this place back up, you know?" I said, ignoring his question.

He growled.

"Ah, where are my manners? Please, sit. Can I interest you in something to drink?"

He didn’t sit. So rude. "Answer my question, asshole!"

"I'm sorry, what question would that be?"

"What is it with you and Fate? He's usually all clingy and annoying, but today it was just like fucking any other idiot I could've picked up at the bar"

"Maybe he is losing interest in you"

"Only after you decided to turn up and say hi"

"I may be old, Brody, but I cannot control someone's emotions"

"I never said you controlled them, idiot"

I hummed.

 "Y'know what? Fuck you. And fuck your 'assignment'. I've had enough of you" he said, trying to leave.

"The wolves will try and stop her"


"They will not succeed"

"That's not really my problem, is it. Fate's your 'old friend', not mine"

I chuckled. "You seem somewhat attached to him"

"You mean he attached himself to me and I just didn't object. He's a good shag, that's about it"

"Mmm, that much is true"

"Whatever, man. I don't know why I bother with you" he said in a kind of disgusted tone, attempting to leave again.

"Have you bitten him yet? During sex, I mean"

"No. Should I have?"

I chuckled again. "Try it next time"

"I'm not taking sex tips from someone who's practically rotting where he sits"

"Just do it"

"I like to keep my sex and my feeding separate, thanks"

"Shame. It gets him so worked up"

He wrinkled his nose a little. "You done directing my sex life now?"

"Yes, aside from one other thing"

He sighed a little.

"Tell him you love him and he'll do anything"

He couldn’t hide his disgust at that. "I don't want him to do anything. Just stay out of my life from now on, yeah?"

He tried to leave again but in a blur of movement, I stood in front of him. He scowled at me.

"Will you miss him when he's gone?"

"I'll miss the sex and the hugs. But I've managed so long without him, I'm sure I'll survive again"

I hummed a little and he pushed past me. I grabbed his wrist, resisting the urge to snap the bone.

"Did I say I was done with you?"

He snarled and I tightened my grip.

"Sit down, Brody"

He gritted his teeth, staying on his feet. I forced him onto a chair, keeping him there when he tried to get up. He glared at me.

"You wanted to know what affected him and now I'm willing to tell you"

He waited, still kind of irritated. I smiled a little.

"He makes a good little sex slave"

"So I've gathered"

"Especially when he remembers the rules"

He arched an eyebrow. "Rules?"

"He's mine. As long as his pathetic life lasts"

He was silent yet unreadable. That is not a particularly helpful way to respond, Brody.

"I suppose I had best get another decent use out of him before he is killed"

"Then what're you doing here, lecturing me about how good a sex slave he is?" he said irritably.

"I thought you might want to get the best out of him. You do only have til the end of the week, after all"

"Thanks, I'll keep it in mind"

I let him get up that time, watching as he left. It would almost be a shame to see Fate go, really. Almost.

The End

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