Hushed conversation leads to moments of comfort

Marcus stared uncertainly into Luca's pretty eyes, so big and dark, glistening in the flickering candlelight. The young prince bit his lip uncertainly, very aware of how close he was lying to the gorgeous naked boy. What...did he want to ask Luca? He knew he should be bursting with questions about how to avoid Irena's punishments and stay on her good side, but after the long, shocking day he'd had he just couldn't seem to find his voice right now. The two boys lay there in silence for a few long moments, close enough to feel the heat off each other's skin, their soft, even breaths the only noise in this room filled with odd pet toys. Luca seemed content to wait patiently as long as it took, that same small, reassuring smile on his pretty face. He seemed to understand just how hard this was for Marcus, and that finally gave the young prince the courage to speak.

"Um...what does Irena want from us?" Marcus stammered out, his voice trembling.

"Well first, she's your Mistress now." Luca frowned faintly for a moment. "Best think of her that way too, it makes it easier." The pretty boy smiled again, setting aside the mistake he seemed to think Marcus had made. "As for what she wants from us, it's not too complicated. We're her pets, and she expects us to behave that way. We stay on all fours, don't talk and do anything she asks us to. That's the easy part anyway."

"Easy?" Marcus gasped. It hadn't been at all easy for him so far.

"Yeah, you get used to it pretty fast, I promise." Luca nodded, shifting a little closer to the young prince. Marcus bit his lip, very much aware of how small this little basket seemed with two naked bodies laying inside it. The other boy's bare legs lay right next to his own, smooth and tanned next to the creamy pale of his own soft thighs. In that horrible cage, he felt his soft dick twitch against the metal. "And Mistress was very patient with me at the start, I'm sure she'll be the same with you." Luca continued earnestly. With worries about his poor Father out in the stables filling his head and his bare butt still tender from the spanking Irena had given him, those words seemed rather hollow to Marcus. If this was her being patient with them he couldn't imagine what it was like when she got really mad. "Hey, it's not so bad, really." Luca shrugged, clearly noticing his distress. "So long as we behave ourselves, Mistress is very kind. She makes sure we're comfortable, keeps us safe and happy and she...does all sorts of nice things." The tanned boy's cheeks flushed a little.

"But...she wants us to be animals." Marcus stammered, hardly able to believe what he was hearing even after seeing Luca acting so lovingly around Irena. It really sounded like the other boy believed every word, like he viewed crawling around and behaving as Irena's adoring cat was a small price to pay for what she'd given him in turn. "She's trying to make my Father her horse!"

"Your Father was taken too?" Luca asked. "And Mistress made him a stallion?" Marcus nodded miserably. "I'm...sorry to hear that. Even with Mistress, stallions live a harder life, but if they're well-behaved they get some things we don't." He paused, glancing significantly down between the young prince's legs, where that awful silver cage was still fastened tight over his dick. Marcus blushed at the attention there, wriggling a little to try and cover it up with his bare leg. That left his soft thigh right against Luca's and he shivered at how warm the other boy's tanned skin felt against his own. "Listen, I know this all feels awful and scary to you right now, and I'm not going to pretend it isn't...difficult at times, but being the pet of someone like Mistress really isn't so bad." Luca continued, his voice filled with warmth even as he spoke of the women who made him pretend to be her adoring cat. "There are far worse places you could be, believe me I know. Just be good for her, go along with what she wants and she'll show you how kind she can be. Try it and you'll see, I promise."

Marcus paused, gazing into the large, pretty eyes of the other boy, so full of certainty. There was something...comforting in hearing those words, as the pair of them lay so close together in this little basket, both of them naked with animal tails dangling from their bare butts. What Luca was saying did kind of make sense to him. Since he had been good for Irena she'd been treating him much better, right? And hadn't he already decided he was going to go along with her, just until Uncle Gaius came to save him and his Father anyway? He just had to focus on that...be Irena's good bunny until then. Maybe once they were free he could help Luca out too, and take him back to the castle with them so he didn't have to pretend to be a cat anymore. As cute as the other boy was wearing those little ears with the long tail curling up his back, surely Luca didn't want to be an animal forever?

"Okay, I'll try." The young prince nodded, shivering a little with uncertainty. It still felt like such a big step somehow to just give in like this, no matter how many times he told himself he didn't have a choice. A sharp gasp of shock escaped his lips as he felt Luca's hand, still covered in the little fur glove, settle on his bare flank.

"I'm very glad to hear it." The other boy smiled, the little grin lighting up his pretty face. "You seem...really nice, and I do want to help you." His hand moved, stroking reassuring along Marcus' skin as he spoke. It felt...good, but with both of them naked like this the gesture was rather more intimate than the young prince was used to, bringing a hot blush to his cheeks. All the same, he didn't move, laying in the little basket right next to this very pretty boy, his caged dick tingling. "Don't worry though. It'll be easier than you think. Mistress knows what she's doing. When you behave well, she'll definitely notice and reward you for it. Just focus on how good it feels to please her and soon it'll come naturally." Marcus nodded, biting his lip. In the privacy of his own thoughts he had to admit it did feel rather nice when Irena was pleased with him. Even more so if the rewards she gave him were anything like that pleasurable night in her tent. "That doesn't mean she isn't going to punish you when you mess up of course, but...if that happens just think about what you did wrong and how you're going to do better next time. I'll tell you a few ways to stay out of trouble and hopefully avoid that, but there's one other thing you should know first." Luca continued, his hand continuing its gentle strokes along the young prince's side. Marcus shivered as he felt that furry glove slip a little lower down, sending tingles across his bare, shivering skin. "It's not just about doing everything she says. That's good of course, but if you really want to please her, and believe me you'll want to soon, you have to play your role as well."

"My role?" The young prince asked uncertainly. It was getting a little hard to focus with how Luca's gentle stroking was making him feel, especially as those long caresses moved further down towards his thigh, teasing over places no-one had ever touched. His mind kept wandering over other things, like just how pretty the other boy was, and how close they were lying naked next to each other. If he wanted to, he could reach out and touch Luca too. The thought was a strangely enticing one, and he felt his fingers twitch with a tingly eagerness to feel if the other boy's skin was as smooth as it looked.

"Yeah, like I'm her cat, see?" Luca explained, pointing with his other hand towards the furry ears poking up from his silky black hair. Marcus nodded, admiring once again just how cute they made the already very pretty other boy look. Was he going to end up with a pair of bunny ones himself soon? "So I have to be a bit cheeky sometimes, like ignoring an order or doing something naughty right in front of her. She pretends to get mad, and punishes me, but it's just part of the fun for both of us. I enjoy it when she's a little mean to me." Luca blushed again, his tanned cheeks flushing darker. "Mistress made you a bunny, so I'm guessing she'll want you to stay all shy and cute like you are already. So...like when the twins are pestering you to play, act scared and hide behind her legs, or snuggle nice and close to me when there's a loud noise. She'll love it and she'll reward you for playing along."

Marcus nodded quickly, even though he was struggling to absorb much after he'd just heard the prettiest boy he'd ever seen call him cute and then talk about snuggling up together. Why was he feeling this way...all hot and bothered? He liked girls...didn't he? And yet, lying right up against another naked boy he couldn't stop his gaze from darting down Luca's flat chest, over his soft belly and thighs, the tanned skin so pretty and smooth. That furry paw slowly stroking down the young prince's leg really wasn't helping matters either. Did Luca not realize how that was making him feel? He winced as his dick tried to stiffen, pressing tight against the unforgiving metal of the cage. It was...uncomfortable enough, but the tingling need in his belly he had no idea how to satisfy felt rather more urgent.

"I'm really glad Mistress let us talk like this, Marcus." Luca continued, his pretty voice getting a little breathless. The young prince blushed even hotter as the other boy said his name for the first time. "The twins are nice in their way and fun to play with when they're not being rough, but they're different, you know? This life is all they've known." Luca paused a moment, long lashes fluttering as he met Marcus' gaze. "You're like me, new to all this, just as nervous as I was when Mistress brought you here. I hope I can help you settle in here...and we can be friends too."

"Thank you, Luca." Marcus murmured in reply, his cheeks so hot he felt like they must be glowing by now. It was really unfair with how pale he was his furious blush must be so obvious to Luca, whereas the other boy's tanned skin barely showed a faint flush. "I'm glad that Irena...sorry, Mistress let you help me and...um, I wouldn't mind being friends." His heart trembled at those unfamiliar words. He hadn't had any friends in a long time and Luca seemed so nice, and really pretty too.

"You're so cute." Luca breathed, his hot breaths tingling. His gloved hand had settled on Marcus' thigh, gently holding the young prince there in a way that sent hot fluttering feelings into his belly. "When Mistress brought you in to show us, I couldn't believe how pretty you looked. I really hope...she lets us play together soon." Luca paused again, a longing look in his dark eyes. "Can I...um kiss you, Marcus? It'll...feel good."

"Okay." Marcus found himself nodding, his head so hot it was getting hard to think about anything much. Luca wriggled forward on the basket, and leant in, bringing his pretty face right up to the young prince's. Marcus didn't even have time to gasp before he felt a pair of soft, warm lips brush over his own. That furry hand on his leg gripped him tighter, fingers squeezing gently into the smooth flesh of his thigh. He found himself reaching out as well, a hot shiver running down his spine as his hand found Luca's chest, finding skin that was warm and smooth and felt so good under his palm. Then, with a hot gasp, the other boy drew back, his large eyes gleaming hungrily as he stared at Marcus.

"Sorry...but I'd better stop there." Luca murmured hotly, his voice trembling. "It...gets a little uncomfortable, doesn't it with the cages?" Marcus shivered, finally noticing just how much his poor dick was pressing against the steel of the cage. It...wasn't painful, not exactly, but the way he just couldn't get hard felt rather disconcerting. That kiss had left him flushed with need, his breaths coming hot and his belly fluttering wildly, but...with the cage on it felt like there wasn't anything he could do about it. "Besides if...I keep going I'll want to do...other things to you, and Mistress won't like us playing too much without her permission." Luca added, his words sending another little thrill through the young prince, who couldn't help but longingly imagine just what those other things might be. There was a moment's pause, the two boys now lying right against each other in the small basket, the smooth white skin of Marcus' chest resting on Luca's tanned flesh. They were so close to each other...close enough that the young prince knew if he just moved his head a little they could be kissing again. The thought was...rather tempting, but he held back all the same, waiting for the other boy to move first. "Okay...um..." Luca managed to stammer out at last, a certain **** in his voice that hinted enticingly he'd rather be kissing more too. "I'd better...continue, right? I don't want you ending up in trouble with Mistress tomorrow after all. So let me tell you some things she likes..."