[Lovebite]

It was the ripe era of the seventeenth century and trade was booming, especially the trade of carriers like Fenris. It was a rare occurrence when humans could carry, much enough so that the Dragonic Pirate made a way to trade two barrel loads of spices to buy the boy from his own parents. Captain Darren held the human as a prized possession and only had his best swordsman standing at the door to the storage cell in the hull of the ship. He told the orc to step aside before he pushed open the heavy iron and wood door,"Boy."He called, he knew that the young man wasn't young enough to be called a boy, but he truthfully liked how pissed off he could make them sometimes with only words. "Break those chains and you'll have fifty horny men after your ass once you walk out that door."He smirked, tilting his head slightly and folding his arms,"If you'd rather be into an orgy then I guess I can't stop you."He looked back at the cracked door, where the guard was peeking in at the human with a smirk, then back at him again.