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“3 weeks… Your court date is in exactly three weeks…” Coal said somberly after reading Ferro’s letter. They sat there glass eyed for a while. 21 days, like the current count of ticking Dominoes in their dreams. Ferro grabbed their bag with a start, and headed for the door. “Where are you going?”
Ferro didn’t even turn to speak, “If I only have 3 more weeks, I know how I want to spend them…”
*****
Cyan greeted the door as he always had. There was no hug, no sentiments, not even a greeting. He just opened the door wide, a smile lighting up when he realises it’s Ferro. It was nice, pleasant to have some normalcy in such an awful time.
“Glad you’re here,” Cyan grabbed Ferro by their bandana and pulled them into a kiss. They let themselves fall into it before it evolved into desperate grasping and groping. They were dragged across the foyer, before finally being rolled into a rest couch. Judging by the massive throbbing cock rubbing against their butt. Ferro was on the fast track to getting their ass fucked.
Cyan was frisky as hell tonight, but Ferro had to break the news. They couldn’t keep this a secret, not from him. They manage to push Cyan’s tongue out of their maw long enough to speak. “Cyan, there’s something I need to tell you...
*****
Ferro hobbled over to the den, when they were finally not too sore to move. Cyan was sitting at a desk, they gave Ferro a little smirk, “Surprised you’re able to walk again so soon.”
“Yeah, you fucked me pretty good. Surprising, didn’t think you enjoyed domming that much…”
“Well you were gone for a couple nights, guess I was a little pent up. Then you come over and pretend you have some world-shattering news to tell me, just to beg me to ram your ass.” Cyan puts their feet up on the top of a felted mahogany desk. “That kinda cuteness just drives me fucking wild.”
“About that Cyan… I do have something I actually want to say…” Ferro was nervous as they said it, fidgeting with their paws.
“Oh?” They could see Cyan’s cock twitch and grow, getting the wrong message, “You can tell me anything, little addict. No matter how weird it is, it’s always exciting with you.”
“No it’s like, not that weird at all. This is important. Like… Wait, what do you mean by anything?”
*****
Ferro’s neck scratched against the surface of their collar’s nameplate. The ebony plate had a pearl inlay that caused some irritation when it pinched Ferro’s fur. Supposedly it said their name, not that they could read it. It might as well say dumbfuck on it, knowing Cyan it actually might.
They were going to tell him the news though, they were positive. They crawled on all fours through the expanse that was the dining hall. Ferro supposed they could stand for this, but Master liked it better when they stayed on all fours like a good little pup. They were getting hard at that thought, this wasn’t good. But they could have fun AFTER they told Cyan the news.
He was in the lounge, resting softly on an armchair. Ferro sniffed around Cyan, sulfur lingered in the air. They put their two front paws on the table, lifting themselves high enough to see over it. He just did three rails of Black Powder, that wasn’t good.
“Oh heeey! It’s you Ferro. Glad my eager little pup is here.” Cyan spread his legs, he had a raging hard on coming out of his nap. That was extra not good!
“Cyan, I have something really important I NEED to tell you!” Ferro sputtered out.
“Hey pup, we went over this, you’re only supposed to bark...” Cyan had a devilish grin on.
“No, Cyan, I got this letter from the court-”
Ferro was interrupted by their collar being pulled on hard. And their face being mashed into something even harder. “Looks like you need more training, Ferro...” He forced their head onto his dick. Ferro didn’t resist, in fact their front paws went to their own dick desperately stroking without ever using their thumbs. They had 2 safe words, and a safety tap. They weren’t gonna use any though, they were loving this way too much…
*****
Cyan was way too happy lately, more than Ferro had ever seen him. And when he was happy, he was also way too horny. Ferro would never be able to break the news to them if he was always this excited to fuck. They had a plan though, they stashed away his Black Powder in a secret location! It wasn’t that bad, Cyan had a litany of other drugs he’d probably just substitute with, but Powder was his favourite.
They walked happily into the living room, beaming from a plan well done. They had only just finished hiding it so it’d probably be a day or two before Cyan’s mood really dropped. Till then they could just relax and-
*BAM*
Ferro had been tackled. “Where the fuck is it, Ferro!” Cyan was shaking them, “What did you do to my Powder!?”
*****
Ferro sighs, “I put it all in a bag under this pier.” This had to be one of the worst ideas Ferro ever had.
Cyan stands back as Ferro retrieves the bag. “Why did you do it Ferro…”
“You’ve been in such a good mood all week, I couldn’t bring myself to tell you something bad…” Ferro admitted.
“Well, I’m in a bad fucking mood now, so might as well tell me.”
Ferro let out a deep sigh, “This will be the last couple of weeks we have with each other. I’m going to jail...”
“What! Ferro…”
Ferro wanted to scream, “This can’t be happening…”
“Yeah you’re telling me, Ferro. What am I going to do without you?”
“No Cyan, Ferro pulls an empty bag out of the sand.” They can barely speak through the fresh tears falling from their face. “There aren’t any drugs in this bag...” Ferro collapses onto the sand. “I did it again, I had something good in my life and I just fucked it up. It’s all I’ve ever done...” Their sobbing continued, unmoving, and undeserving of help.
They had just assumed that Cyan had abandoned them. Walked all the way back to their beachouse and left the disaster that was Ferro to rot on the sand. At least until Ferro felt arms wrap around them, the warmth of a chest being pulled close. They were being... hugged?
“The reason I’ve been in such a good mood all week is cause you’re here, Ferro. I was really depressed when you went back to the Driftwood. And just got really excited when I saw you come back.” He held them so close, Ferro couldn’t help but wrap their arms around him as well. So tight that they could trick themselves into thinking they weren’t going to lose him.
When the hug broke, the two of them just sat in the sand, looking out at the lake's shimmering waters. Cyan was the first to speak, “So why are you going to jail, Ferro?”
“Failed my reintegration therapy. Therapist even diagnosed me as a Psycho.” Ferro shakes their head. “During my Anomaly assignment, they told me that people with my condition don’t feel real empathy, they just simulate it in order to manipulate people…”
“Is that true?”
Ferro bows their head, “I don’t know what normal people are supposed to feel because I’ve only ever felt what I’ve felt. But I’ve never made shit up just so people would think I’m feeling stuff properly, I just do it differently…”
Cyan sighs, “It’s so like this world. You know I was supposed to get Anomaly status too. Father used his wealth to block it from ever happening, but I was diagnosed.
“What was it they got you for?”
Cyan chuckles nervously, “Not having a functional mind’s eye, if you can believe that. When I close my eyes and try to imagine something, I don’t see it. They told me it meant I had no imagination, and am destined to need others to make decisions for me.” Cyan closes their eyes and leans his head back against the pier. “Thing is, when I imagine this beach in my head, I can do it. The sand here is white, it’s soft, the lake is light blue shimmering in the white light of the sun. I can’t see the beach, it’s just a list of facts to me. But I can imagine things just the same” Cyan leans in and kisses Ferro, “Tell me, addict with no empathy. How do I feel about you...”
“Well, you were depressed without me. Been so happy this week. And when I ruined everything and thought you’d leave me, you hugged me instead…” Ferro blushes, “I guess that means you like me?”
The two of them kiss. “Never let someone say you don’t have empathy, Ferro. Just because you need to take a second to think about it doesn’t mean you care less.” The tender moment was interrupted by a flash of green and the kicking up of sand.
Ferro blinked their eyes. “Was that a turtle, running like it’s a jackrabbit?” their eyes followed it to a writhing mass of green shells.
“And did they just join a massive lake turtle orgy in the middle of the beach?” Cyan chuckles. “Guess we figured out where my Black Powder went…”
Ferro sighs, “I’ll go wrestle it away from the drugged up, horny turtles…” They get up, preparing themselves for the ordeal.
“Let them have it, Ferro. Powder isn’t potent enough to hurt them uncombusted, and the Coppers won’t care about who got some turtles high.” Cyan rubs their head, “Anyways, I need to be sober for what I’m gonna do next…”
“What you’re going to do next?” Ferro was confused, they always did everything high.
“Yeah…” Cyan got up with a new resolve, “I’m gonna get you out of prison!”
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