mindcracklove | Guests At The Door

This is a NSFW prompt based off of a message I became aware of in NSFW Chat.

I currently don't have the intention to continue this story, but I may. I won't lie, I can't write the actual NSFW content to save my life, so I didn't. With that out of the way, on with the show!

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Rob sat on the porch, a bemused expression on his face. He watched as Nebris rode up to the manor on his horse slowly, trailed by three people, seemingly holding a rope in their hands. Rob knew Nebris had been bored so he had ridden out to town, but coming back with other people isn't exactly what he expected Nebris to return with.

"Pause! Nebris is back, and he's accompanied with people! Come greet them like a good host!" Rob shouted. Nebris and the people walking didn't seem to hear, he guessed they weren't close enough to hear him over the horse.

A groan came out of the front room, and Pause stumbled out in his nightclothes. He leaned in and kissed Rob. "You know, if you weren't you, you'd be dead by now." He said smirking, and then quickly retreated to change when he realized he had the time to.

Five minutes later, Nebris stalled his horse in front of the house, and got off of it. He waved to his housemates, tugging on the ropes, causing the three guests to follow him. He began to speak, but Pause interrupted him.

"The heck is this, Nebris? What did you do?" Pause shouted, walking up to the three men standing there awkwardly. One looked barely twenty, with brown hair and a clear fear in his eyes. The second was blond with green eyes, and his eyes belied a keen interest in fighting back. The third was a pale man, who seemed far more interested in whatever he was imagining than the Indian looking over him.

"There was a viking man in town today, selling some slaves he obtained raiding some village. I kinda felt bored of it just being us three, so I bought them to spice things up.

Rob piped up. "You're only bored because you're the third wheel." He dodged a horse muzzle thrown at him as Nebris tied the horse to the stables, a sour look on his face.

"How old is the kid, even?" Pause piped up, grasping the younger one's chin. Rob chuckled. On their lands, rules didn't matter. They were good friends with the king, and knew nothing would happen to them. But he let Pause be Pause.

Nebris looked back at them. "Uh, the viking said he was twenty-one."

"Good enough for me!" Pause shouted, causing the young adult to tear up and shake his head. Pause looked concerned for a second. "What's wrong?"

"I don't... I don't want to be here!" He responded, an Irish accent clear to hear. Rob smiled inwardly, he liked this one already. Sure, he thought to himself, he might need a little house-breaking, but eventually fun times would be had.

Nebris shrugged. "Not my problem. I'm tired, I'm going to go take a nap." He announced to nobody in particular. All of them, aside Rob, watched him go into the house. When Nebris disappeared, Pause returned his attention to the slaves.

"What's your name?" He asked, staring at the young Irishman.

The boy stared at Pause, mouth slightly ajar and eyes wide open in fear. Pause lightly slapped his cheek, causing him to draw back slightly. "P-Paul by birth, but Pyropuncher is my name." He replied, rubbing his cheek.

Pause turned to the other two. "And you guys?"

The pale one replied first. "BTC." Pause was about to comment, but he heard Rob get up and head inside the house, which distracted him. When he turned back to the slaves, the third was ready to reply. "Jason by birth, Guude is my name."

Pause shrugged. The latter two didn't have interesting accents, and he wondered if Nebris had gotten ripped off. Pause took a hold of the rope's edge, pulling the three towards the house. BTC and Pyro didn't fight, but Guude refused to budge.

Pause walked over to Guude, staring at him in the eyes. "You get broken in first." Pause decided. Guude's facial expression didn't change.

Pause again pulled them towards the house, and this time nobody fought back.

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