A Master's Whip Jamie Springheels Played by [Yami] Doctor Jaxon Kells played by [Piercedskull]
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Jaxon groaned, laying over the throne like chair. This was ridiculous. More ridiculous than his old house. Why? Why in the world would his grandfather leave all this to him? He didn't even know the man! All he knew was that the bastard died and now he owns what apparently is a damn castle. He sighed looking at the list of numbers he was suppose to call. Itingo, Manuel, Alex... one caught his eye. "Kuro. Call for Jamie..." Jaxon sighed and leaned over, grabbing the phone and dialing the number, waiting for Kuro to answer.
The demon picked up, pressing the phone to a pointed ear. "Moshi-moshi." He murmured into the receiver.
"Hi, I'm looking for...." he looked at the paper. "Kuro? I'm the grandson of Timothy Kells. He left numbers for me to call and you were one of them."
"This is he. A pleasure to speak with you, young Mr. Kells. What is it I can do for you?" He picked his nails a bit.
"Just call me Jaxon... I'm apparently calling for..." he looked at the paper. "Something called a Jamie?"
"Yes, he will be coming to you shortly, he's just finishing up his training. Perhaps another hour or so."
"Wait. Training? For what? What do mean he's coming here? I don't need a nanny. I'm an adult, I can make my own soup and do my own laundry."
"Oh... that is cute... no, no... he's not a nanny... you'll see when he gets there..." Kuro chuckles.
"What if I don't want it?" He groaned. "Damn it I didn't ask for this..."
"He's already been bought and paid for, and if you don't take him, he'll be sent back and you don't want to know what will happen to him if he gets sent back..." Kuro replied, lighting a cigarette and leaning back in his seat.
"Yes, but do I reeeallly care about what happens?" he sighed, lighting his own cigarette.
"Ever wonder how they make large cuts of meat?" Kuro murmurs cryptically. "Just take care of him when he gets there, ok? I got to go." The demon hangs up.
"No, I don't." Jaxon pouted. "Hey, wait I'm not-" he looked at the phone. "Great... fuck."
A few hours later the door bell rang. When Jaxon opened the door a large male minotaur stood there with a large bag over his shoulder.
Jaxon opened the door and looked up, cigarette between his lips. ".... can I help you?"
The bull pushed past Jaxon and dumped the bag upside down onto the floor. "Your order." He snorted and left with the bag. What he'd dumped out was a bound, gagged and blindfolded rabbit boy. White ears flopped over his messy white hair and ears. He wore only pastel pink short shorts and was obviously cold. He slumped forward, trembling on the cold marble floor.
Jaxon grunted as he was pushed. "Rude." He watched the bull walk away, then looked at the rabbit. He walked over, untying and ungagging the boy. He pulled away the blind fold. ".... hello... I'm Jaxon."
The rabbit refused to look up, his long, silky, white ears flopped over his eyes. He rubbed his wrists gently over rope burns. "Hullo, Master. My given name is Jamie, what will you call me?" He recited softly.
Jaxon looked mildly uncomfortable. "Probably stick to Jamie. That's easy to remember... uh... do you wana see your room? And do you like broccoli cheddar soup?"
"I will eat what I'm given." He murmurs softly, everything that came out of his mouth seemed to be rehearsed.
Jaxon pursed his lips, getting tired of this 'yessir' voice. He stood up. "Alright, you're going to need to stop this shit if you're guna live here. I can't deal with this timid "yes senpai" attitude. Here are the only rules you have here. Address me as Jaxon or Dr. Kells. Nothing else, not master, not sir. If I ask you to do something, do it because I'll only ask once. Your job is to clean. I don't need things to be glittering in the moonlight. Just neat ish. That's it."
Jamie tensed and curled into himself. "Yes, Dr. Kells..." It was the closest thing to 'sir' he was given. He couldn't just stop behaving the way six months of training had taught him to behave. "I'm sorry, Dr. Kells..." He murmurs, his head still down. "I'll get to work right away."
"The house is clean for now. Go get yourself some food." Jaxon got up. "You have free roam, kay?"
"Yes, Dr. Kells..." Jamie slowly pulls himself to his hands and knees, carefully standing up. He hid a wince and a whimper as he did, slowly limping toward where he thought the kitchen was.
Jaxon followed after him to the kitchen. "... why are you walking funny?"
"S-Sorry, Dr. Kells... my legs hurt..." He curls into himself.
"Why? Are they sprained?" He asked.
"They never healed right from being broken...and the bindings aggravated the issue..." He murmured.
Jaxon sighed and picked him up, bring him to the kitchen table and laying him down. He examined the feet, thinking. "That's an easy fix, but the initial adjust will be a bitch. After that it's a few days of staying off your feet, then you'll be fine... Want me to fix it?"
"Oh, no, Dr. Kells. I can't service you if I'm off my feet for days. I'll just deal with the pain, it's alright..." He looked away. The pain was unbearable, but he'd deal with it, he had to, right?
"And you also can't service me if you get hurt anymore than you are. Listen, you're a nice kid. I may not be the nicest person out there, but I'm not an asshole. I don't know where you came from or who taught you what, but I'm not going to be a dick for no reason." He gently massaged the bunny's ankles. "I'm going to fix you up, you're going to rest and then we are going to continue this whole... thing."
Jamie looked at him in udder shock. "Thank you Dr. Kells... It means so much to me..." His eyes tear up.
"You're welcome... Now I'm going to give you pain killers now cause this is going to hurt, alright?"
Jamie nods and rubs his tears away on his palm.
Jaxon grabbed some material, filling a syringe with pain killers and injecting him with it after cleaning the spot. "Tell me when you are numb."
Jamie squeaks softly in pain. He waited for a moment. "O-okay... I'm numb..."
The doctor nodded and got some bindings ready. He took Jamie's foot and cracked it. He would feel nothing, but the sound was sickening. He set and wrapped the foot before doing the other. "Alright, stay off it. When you start hurting again, tell me."
The words fell on deaf ears as the rabbit had fainted from the sound of his foot cracking the way it did.
Jaxon looked up and sighed. "... Rabbits." He scooped the bunny up and takes him to his bedroom, stripping and crawling into bed with him.
Jamie snuggled up to him for warmth his nose to his chest, forehead to his collarbone. His hands held gently on to him.
Jaxon sighed, yawning. He was tired for once, so he cuddled into the rabbit, falling asleep.
Morning broke through the curtains, bathing the room in light. Jamie was no longer in the bed, but down stairs pushing through the pain to make breakfast and clean up. He'd made Chicken and rice soup for Jaxon and now balanced on one foot to wash dishes.
Jaxon got up groggily, getting his glasses and going downstairs. He looked at the bunny and sighed, going over and picking him up. "What part of rest didn't you get?"
Jamie squeaked. "N-No please! I must do something! M-my pancakes will burn!" He squirmed, giving him as many excuses as he could muster.
Jaxon placed him on the couch, putting the soup on low and plating the pancakes. "What do you like on your pancakes?"
"Honestly... I don't know... I've only ever made them, I've never eaten one..." His pink orbs lowered.
Jaxon sighed deeply. He plated the food, then put whipped cream, syrup, chocolate syrup, butter and fresh fruit on the side. The brought it over. "Here, you can try these things and see what you like...."
Jamie looked the plate over. "I-.... I don't know what some of these taste like..." He murmurs, feeling dumb.
"That's why you try them. Don't worry about allergies, I have an allergy to strawberries but I eat them anyways. Epipens are everywhere." He poured himself a bowl of soup.
"A-are any of these made from animals?" He cut a pancake into a small slice.
"No, no animal products.. I mean the butter is made of milk, but the rest is fine." Jaxon sat down and sighed.
Jamie tried a few things quietly, not wanting to annoy his master more.
"If you don't like it, don't eat it." Jaxon commented. "I'll get you something else if that's the case."
Jamie ate slowly, remembering every flavor.
Jaxon ate his soup quietly, thumbing through a magazine. "Is there anything you need or want?"
"No, I'll get myself a glass of water, Dr. Kells...." Jamie smiled softly, pulling himself to stand.
"Sit your ass back down." Jaxon groaned, going into the kitchen to get him a glass of water. "Seriously, you're bad at listening."
Jamie squeaked and fell back down. He listened just fine, he just didn't want Jaxon doing everything for him.
Jaxon handed him the water. "There.."
"Thank you, Dr. Kells..." He murmured, his ear bounced as his he drank.
"You're welcome." Jaxon sat back on the couch and sighed, leaning back.
Jamie finished his food and limped over to wash the dishes.
Jaxon took his dishes before he could and washed them.. "Look, kid. Until you're better, you aren't a slave. You're a guest, kay?"
Jamie looked down. "O-okay..." He limped over to the couch and curled up.
Jaxon did the dishes, then walked back over. "Do you need anything?"
Jamie quickly shook his head, though his body shook slightly. He still only wore the pink shorts and goosebumps covered his skin.