Master of Hearts (Tribunal) Extension
I felt like I needed to add something just a little bit extra to the tribunal, I'm not sure if I hit everything I wanted but I at least feel satisfied enough to start writing the next parts.
Newport arrived with a tray of tea and sat down next to Connor and offered him a fresh cup of honeysuckle tea, but Connor couldn't bring himself to drink. “Master-"
“Connor, you can't call me Master anymore." Newport corrected, not even taking a sip of the sweet flower scented tea.
“Right… sorry Sir." Connor exhaled as he sat the cup on his legs. “Well, what should I call you then?"
“I'm nothing more than a trainer anymore, so Trainer Newport is fine."
“It doesn't feel right-“
“But that's what it is now, and I can't change that." Newport settled as he sipped from porcelain.
“Why didn't you tell me Dagia was a member of the tribunal?"
“Because I thought you knew who she was."
“I didn't know and-“ Connor felt a soft hand hold his arm.
“This needed to happen, I could never hide what I did forever, and it's better that it was exposed soon rather than later. None of this is your fault, but thank you for staying with me. I don't deserve you." Newport exhaled painfully, his hand digging in because he didn't want to let go, his fear seeping through his touch, he was still so scared.
Connor shook his head and wrapped an arm around Newport's back and pulled him closer, “I love you Sir. I feel like I'm finally living my own life when I'm with you, and I don't want that to ever end." Newport leaned into Connor's side and just pulled himself into the valley under Connor's arm, and he took a breath, his body relaxing as if it was at complete peace.
“So, what now Trainer Newport?"
“Live for tomorrow, and take the blows as they come. We'll get through this, and I won't ever abandon you again. I promise I'll fight for us, no matter who it is, I don't want to lose you, never again."
“Does this mean we don't have to hold back anymore; can finally start playing?" Connor asked, and Trainer Newport looked up at Connor and smiled, though his gaze drifted down and as he stroked Connor's groin, the subtle sensation making Connor moan the softest sound of pleasure as he leaned back into the couch.
“Almost-."
Connor let out a guttural groan of annoyance, that not even his Newport's touch could alleviate; Trainer Newport chuckled under his breath, “I promise I'm not blue balling you Connor. I just don't want to do anything until our little contract is accepted by the Tribunal; and then there are several more things I need to do before we do anything."
“Like what?" Connor sighed as his newly titled trainer took a sip of the tea before counting out a list on his fingers.
“First off, you're still a human; your body is weak and fragile, so I got to get enchanted cuffs that will sap my strength, so when we mate, I don't end up tearing you apart by accident. Secondly, I need to claim you as my mate for insurance purposes. Then I have to get your medical records transferred to a trusted doctor and get you examined to get your records up to date. Create a joint bank account, so you can buy supplies and perform the functions of the slave you agreed to be. Then we have to go over the planning for our joining ceremony, and prepare you for the ceremony-“ Connor pulled Newport's face up to him and kissed his nose.
“Sir, you're running away, you're scared of mating with me, aren't you?" Connor asked, and Trainer Newport shut down and clutched his cup.
“I've done nothing but hurt you, you got disowned by your own family. I branded yuuu-" Newport moaned as Connor's hand, dipped between the tight thighs of his Trainer's legs.
“Sir, you don't have to explain yourself. I don't want to force you to do anything, but don't keep me waiting. I can't keep holding myself back, I need to cum. I'm so damn horny all the time, just watching your fluffy butt gets me horny now." Connor admitted, speaking under Trainer Newport's ears, while the small bun butt chuckled as he trapped Connor's hands between his legs and pulled Connor's face closer, and kissed his cheek.
“I promise, just wait a bit longer."
“Just a 'bit' longer sir." Connor agreed with a returned kiss, continuing to fondle his mate's loins. However, that lasted no more than a few moments as Connor poured his tea onto his thigh. He was just wearing shorts, so the hot liquid ran down the back of his calves and over his knees.
“Fuck!" Connor cried out in pain as he rubbed burning liquid, dropping everything, and he didn't get a breath until the pain subsided.
“It's hot Connor." Newport so slyly added, with a soft laugh as he sat his own cup down for good measure.
“No shit sir." Connor snapped back as he got up from the couch, looking as if he had pissed himself.
“Well, at least it isn't one of your other 'accidents'." Trainer Newport added, and Connor shook his head, “Really?" Connor questioned, rolling his eyes at his Trainer's unamusing antics.
“Do you want me to change you into a diaper Connor?" Newport asked hopping up on the couch to comfort Connor by pulling him closer and examine the damage
“Actually, I think someone is long overdue for one themselves." Connor countered, and the warmth in Newport's smile turned into something far more terrified, as he looked up at Connor silently begging to do otherwise and apologizing all at the same time.
“Nope… no amount of begging is going to save you today, you're my little kit tonight." Connor declared as he hiked up his Trainer on his left shoulder and carried him away to the bathroom.
“Do we have too… tonight?" Newport whined, in pitiful retaliation, just hoping for an escape.
“You know sir, since your so akin to waiting, how about this; little kits don't get mate, so until you ready to play, you're going to stay in diapers?" Connor proposed, but there was no turning down his word, Newport was stuck, and all he could do was stiffen and accept his demeaning fate.
“Connor…" Newport so softly begged otherwise, but Connor shook his head, patting Newport's ass to remind him who was really in control. He couldn't hurt Newport, but Connor could at least silence the 'dom'.
“You know I should send a picture to Dagia when I'm done, to thank her for diapers. I'm sure she'll get a kick out of seeing such a cute little kit." Connor cooed as he shut the bathroom door, smiling at his power and Newport's shaking submission. Such a bashful little guy, he had his face covered the entire time.