Fic - Property
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mindcrackloveSomething that happened to cross my mind while Rosie's stream. Prompt by Thero.
"Really now, Rosie," Vechs said, sounding slightly exasperated. He tugged at the collar on his neck, the tag jingling softly against the metal buckle. "This is so degrading..." He paused as Rosie got up out of her chair, temporarily pausing her art.
"You look cute!" She squealed cheerfully, inspecting the tag, thumb running over the ingravings 'Property of Rosie', warming the thin strip of metal slightly. "C'mon, let's go watch a movie!"
He allowed himself to be dragged to her living room, the two of them settling on the couch.
Rosie picked out a movie at random - Aladdin, it happened to be. They were about halfway through the movie when he felt a finger twirling a strand of his hair.
"Rosie, what are you?" Vechs mumbled, before sighing as Rosie rubbed his shoulders, occasionally running her fingers through his hair. He could feel the tension leaving, and he let himself relax, as Rosie continued her work.
"You need to relax," she whispered in his ear. He could hear the stifled giggles, and her hand reached around his neck to play with the tag again. "After all... You are 'my' property after all." She continued to run her fingers through his hair, messing up his usually neatly combed hair.
Vechs sighed happily, not minding a bit. If this was the treatment he got by being property of Rosie... He could stand the humiliation just a while longer...
"Really now, Rosie," Vechs said, sounding slightly exasperated. He tugged at the collar on his neck, the tag jingling softly against the metal buckle. "This is so degrading..." He paused as Rosie got up out of her chair, temporarily pausing her art.
"You look cute!" She squealed cheerfully, inspecting the tag, thumb running over the ingravings 'Property of Rosie', warming the thin strip of metal slightly. "C'mon, let's go watch a movie!"
He allowed himself to be dragged to her living room, the two of them settling on the couch.
Rosie picked out a movie at random - Aladdin, it happened to be. They were about halfway through the movie when he felt a finger twirling a strand of his hair.
"Rosie, what are you?" Vechs mumbled, before sighing as Rosie rubbed his shoulders, occasionally running her fingers through his hair. He could feel the tension leaving, and he let himself relax, as Rosie continued her work.
"You need to relax," she whispered in his ear. He could hear the stifled giggles, and her hand reached around his neck to play with the tag again. "After all... You are 'my' property after all." She continued to run her fingers through his hair, messing up his usually neatly combed hair.
Vechs sighed happily, not minding a bit. If this was the treatment he got by being property of Rosie... He could stand the humiliation just a while longer...
