Today, Alex had chosen to walk to the store. He loved showing Tyler off, and he hopped Tyler was enjoying it as much as he was. He knew he had to get Tyler over being shy, but he wasn’t sure how he would do it. Still, Alex’s mind wandered to the bag he held in his right hand, along with the leash.
“Tyler, where do you want to eat?” Alex smiled down at the nearly nude boy at the end of the leash. Alex, even though he was the master, made sure he asked Tyler what he wanted to do. He always felt like Tyler had the best plans, he was just “not allowed” to voice them. Alex gave him that voice.
Alex hated how Brent, his ex, Would make all the decisions for him. The domineering Horse always pulled the chain too hard and in the direction only he wanted to go. Now every night that Alex lays his head down before he goes to sleep he remembers the testosterone-filled tyrant, and vows to never be him.
“Lenny’s! They have the best burgers. Plus I love how you drink your shakes.” The humans cheeks burned bright read as he confessed watching the wolf slurp up every last drop. “I think it’s cute.” Alex smiled and kissed Tyler on the forehead.
“I love how you eat their fries.”
“And I loved when you used to be mine!” shouted a burly voice, coarse, and worn. “You always curled up next to my feet. I fucking loved it.” There stood the 6’10” brawny, behemoth. “Alex knew the voice without looking away from Tyler. It was the one that haunted his nightmares. “I bet you miss having these strong arms around you.” The hooves clicked on the pavement as the huge horse walked closer to his “Ex-slave” “so you traded my whip for a pussy-boy, You deserve more than that, we both know it. Why don’t you leave this loser and get back with me?” Somewhere in him, a fire broke free, heat radiated out of Alex’s body.
“You are a selfish, no-good, arrogant, overbearing prick! The only reason I stayed with you as long as I did was because I was scared you would hurt someone. When I said I never wanted to see you again I meant it!” The horse’s face twisted with anger, no one had ever spoken to him like that, He wasn’t about to start letting them.
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