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Dallon let out a muffled whine as the muzzle was fastened over his mouth. he looked at addy with teary eyes, silently begging her to take the thing off of him
Addy stroked his hair gently as she locked it in place “there, now we won’t have to worry about you saying anything silly, will we? Come on, stand up love. We need to leave for the party”
He did what she said, stumbling out of chair. Addy led him out of the room and down the hall. He had assumed that after so long under Addy’s thumb that he no longer had the ability to feel shame. That was proven wrong as he met Ryan’s eyes.
Ryan was standing by the door, dressed nicely in his party clothes. Two handlers stood close by. Everyone was looking at Dallon.
“B, honey, be a dear and help A to the car. Poor thing looks like it’s going to faint”
Ryan was looking between Dallon and addy and Dallon could literally see The anger bubbling inside of him.
Addy pulled on dallon’s shirt so he was looking at her “be good, ok puppy?” She said, voice uncomfortably gentle. She shot Ryan a look that seemed to be daring him to say something. He didn’t.
The car ride over was silent. the handlers were sharing glancing though, and Dallon understood enough to know it was about him. Ryan’s hand rested on dallon’s, just like every other time tellexx transported them, but this time ryan wouldn’t look at him.
It was for the best, he decided. Dallon knew he looked repulsive, a tear streaked face and greasy hair. They hadn’t even given him the decency to let him shower before he was shipped off to the jaws of hell. And then the muzzle of course, the muzzle only cemented his place as absolute filth. A wild animal incapable of controlling himself. It was good ryan wasn’t looking at him anymore, maybe there was still a chance of Ryan loving him after all of this.
The party was just as crowded as ever, all of dallon’s praying for a low turnout had clearly proven useless.
Ryan held his hand as they walked inside, Dallon fought the urge to pull away from it. Dallon fought the urge to smash his head into a wall.
Everyone was staring as expected, whispering and giggling as Ryan dragged him to some undisclosed location. No doubt to scream at him for embarrassing him like this. If Dallon was really lucky maybe he’d even hit him, beg the handler on the car ride home to let him switch roommates. Allow Dallon to wallow alone for a while, it is what he deserved after all. Disgusting thing .
Ryan pulled him under one of the staircases, sitting him down on the floor and then kneeling next to him. Dallon closed his eyes and awaited his punishment. He waited and waited and..and then-
Ryan cupped his face gently, so fucking gently. “I’m so, so sorry”
Dallon’s eyes shot open, what? What ? He felt Ryan fumble with the strap holding the constricting mask over his face
“Augh- she..I’d need the key to get this thing off you. Maybe I could cut it? There’s gotta be something sharp in this house, right?”
He recoiled, feeling panic bubbling in his stomach. The mere thought of what Addy would do to them..no, no no no. He tried to communicate this to Ryan but it came out like a garbled sob. An animalistic noise. Fitting , he thought,
Ryan pulled away, face contorting in worry “..dal?”
Dallon shook his head, he wasn’t sure how else to communicate it. No no no.
Ryan took dallons hand cautiously, he didn’t pull away “Did I..did I hurt you? Why are you-“
An idea! An idea! Dallon repositioned Ryan’s hand in his, taking his other hand and beginning to trace the letters
A-D-D-Y
Ryan stared in confusion “addy?”
Dallon nodded
A-D-D-Y he traced again
Ryan nodded slightly “yeah, yeah Dal. I know. She did this”
No. No no no. He shook his head, letting out another muffled sound
C-A-N-T
“Can’t?” Ryan clarified
T-A-K-E
“Take”
O-F-F
“I’m trying to take it off, sweetheart-“
D-O-N-T Dallon quickly traced
N-O
N-O
N-O
“It’s hurting you” Ryan said, exasperated “she has no right to do shit like this”
S-H-E
W-I-L-L
H-U-R-T
U-S
Ryan lets out a sound of frustration. He’s angry, Dallon thought. Angry at him. Dallon pushed himself away from Ryan. He wanted to make himself small, he wanted to hide.
“..I hate seeing you like this, you know”
Dallon feels all of his hope completely deflate. Ryan does find him repulsive. Ryan is going to hit him now. Ryan is going to hit him, Ryan is going to hit him.
He doesn’t though, instead he wraps Dallon into a hug that is too tight and at the same time so unbearably not tight enough. He doesn’t know when he started crying but he is and he’s trying to burrow into Ryan’s skin and and- fuck fuck fuck. He buries his face in Ryan’s neck. Fuck.
“You don’t deserve this”
He deserves worse.
“I love you”
..Dallon had nothing for that one.