"That one." you say, pointing at the smallest ring.
Guranz nods, "That one is probably best, since you're so small. Then I'll take this one." he says taking the next size up.
"Great! I'll get them fitted right away. Follow me."
You follow Guranz's father to the back, and the two of you sit on a pair of stools. With a slight pinch, your nose ring is attached. It hurts, but only for a few seconds, then you only feel its weight, which is surprisingly light for gold. It'll take some time to get used to, but you'll do it for Guranz.
Just as Guranz gets his ring, he stands and removes his pants. You raise a brow and ask, "Really, Guranz, you want to do it right now, in front of your father?"
"Well, someone has to bear witness to this."
You somehow get the feeling he's not talking about sex, and ask, "What do you mean?"
"The ring is only half of it. To cement that we are one, you need my scent."
"Um..." you start, fearful of where he's going with this. "What does that mean, exactly?"
"I mark you as mine. You don't have to do anything, just sit down in front of me."
"Are you... going to piss on me?" you ask.
"Of course. How else would you acquire my scent?"
With a deep sigh, you...
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