A/N: Hi lovely people! For those of you who know me from wattpad, I am officially back under the same name. A bunch of my stories were deleted on there, so I decided to start fresh with new covers and a new look. I hope to see you there!

This story was supposed to be a Christmas present, but I got impatient, so here is the first chapter! The next one will be posted in a few days. This is another alien master/slave fic with, uh, lizards. Enjoy 💚

This is unedited. 

Chapter 1. 

Aviy felt the first rays of sun warm his eyelids. He stretched lazily and rested his chin on the branch, squinting at the chul insects dancing in the air. He caught one with his tongue and chewed it as he climbed down the tree. 

He edged past a hut and jumped through the air to land lightly on the forest floor. A water fall rumbled nearby and he trailed a path through the grass towards it. He wasn't the only crii washing that morning; a few females and their hatchlings were bathing too. Aviy bent his neck to them respectfully and went further down the stream.

The water was a cold shock on his heated scales, but it tasted sweet. He swirled through it, rinsing himself thoroughly in the weeds, and climbed out swiftly. 

He ran to another tree and shinnied up to his clutch, swung through a window to the kitchen. His mother was carving fish at the table and he crept up to press against her spine. 

She shrieked and shook him off. "Aviy, you're freezing!" 

He rubbed his cheek against her shoulder, breathing in her familiar scent. "I've been swimming." 

"Did you sleep out again?" She turned her head to pin him with a golden stare. 

One didn't lie to a female, so he just smiled and nuzzled her again. "That smells good." 

She hissed and pushed him away. "Go wake your brothers." 

Aviy's smile vanished. "I could cook?" He offered hopefully. 

She gave him a knowing look and turned away, dismissing him. 

Aviy slunk down the hall, tail low. He woke his two younger brothers first, who were not yet named. 

They lay curled together on a single bedroll, scales pale pink and short black hair fuzzy on their heads. They grumbled at him, but the smell of food had them up in a hurry. He folded their discarded blankets and headed into the next room. 

His older brother, Roka, lay stretched out on his mat, red plated stomach exposed with the careless confidence only tothaw possessed. 

He squinted at Aviy and extended his arms. Aviy moved into the embrace and closed his eyes, enjoying the closeness and the warmth. 

Aviy crooned appreciately and tilted his head up for a kiss. Strong fingers brushed back his damp hair and gently massaged the venom glands on the sides of his neck. 

He all but melted and trilled needily. Roka broke the kiss with a hiss of amusement and pushed off the mattress. 

Aviy trilled again and pouted, but Roka ignored him and left to find breakfast. 

Aviy took longer than necessary, picking up the rumpled blankets and placing them neatly in a weaved basket. Then he reluctantly moved to the next room. He chirped softly from the entry, hoping that would be enough, but his brother didn't stir.  

He slumped in resignation and shuffled inside. "Sepri?" 

His brother's red scaled spine lifted and fell with slow breaths. Aviy leaned down to tap him with a claw, but a tail lashed out and knocked his legs out from under him. 

"Hiding all night?" Sepri pressed against his spine and used his larger size to grind Aviy into the floor. 

Aviy whimpered and pressed his browridge to the floorboards. "I'm sorry!" 

Sepri gripped Aviy's nape with his teeth and wedged his legs apart, then pushed into him and thrust hard. The coupling wasn't pleasurable. It wasn't meant to be. Aviy had neglected his duties last night and Sepri was in his right to punish him. 

His brother came with a harsh exhale and stood. He loomed over Aviy and turned his face with a clawed foot. "Don't hide tonight." 

Aviy crooned submissively and nuzzled the claw beside his eye. 

Sepri rolled his shoulders in satisfaction and stepped into the hallway. Aviy got up with a pained snort and hobbled to the wash basin. He rinsed the blood from his neck, and the semen trailing down his leg, then he tidied up the room. 

He shuffled back to the kitchen and sat on his mat, beside his younger brothers. Younger, but already developing the reddish color of tothaw. Aviy was the only male with the purple scales of an onus. An infertile male, neither the blue of a female or the burgundy of a true male. 

He leaned down to nuzzle his younger brothers, smiling at the twin croons in his ears. They were little beasts most of the time, but affectionate. 

Partway through breakfast, their father arrived to greet his fourth mate and to speak to his tothaw sons. As a reward for their dedicated training, they were each offered a slave. 

Roka tipped his head to the side consideringly, but Sepri straightened at once. "I can choose?" 

Their father smiled and turned his palm up in agreement. 

"When?" Sepri demanded eagerly. 

Their father hissed a laugh and clapped Sepri's shoulder. "There is an auction today." 

Sepri leaned forward to nudge his browridge to his father's, expressing affection and gratitude, then he got to his feet. "Come, Aviy!" 

Aviy jumped, dropping the fishtail he'd been gnawing on. He hadn't finished eating, but he knew better than to say so. Sepri had already pushed past the hide door and Aviy had to scramble to catch up with him. 

It was a hot, windy day at the market and Aviy regretted not taking the time to braid his hair. It flew everywhere and lashed into his face. 

The sellers at the markets were mostly onus showing off their wares; weapons, fabric, oils, pottery, fruit and meat. 

Aviy's eyes lingered on the fruit stall. The best plantations were owned and those tothaw lived very comfortably. 

Sepri and Aviy stood amongst the gathering crii outside the temple hall, waiting for the auction to begin. 

"Bring me something." Sepri said and Aviy weaved eagerly back through the crowd, to the fruit stall. 

He chose a bag of plump kezt berries and extended his wrist to the seller. A single whiff identified his clutch and first tothaw. The seller would collect his fee from Aviy's father, who would check every purchase Aviy made with his brothers.

When Sepri had eaten nearly the entire bag, Aviy nudged his brother's shin with his tail. When that was permitted, Aviy eased closer and crooned pleadingly in the tothaw's ear, stroking the hard plates on his stomach. Sepri hissed a laugh and relented, pouring a small handful of berries into Aviy's palm. 

The first slaves were hauled onto the platform and the bidding began. Aviy watched with interest, savouring each berry and licking the juice from his claws. 

The first specimens were zeoli. Small white fuzzy things with enormous eyes. Aviy had seen several of those before. A few crii kept them as pets, even though they made an awful mess in their home. 

Aviy preffered them roasted and served with a cup of hot lepiji. He started salivating just thinking about it. He regretted not eating his breakfast faster, the meager portion of berries Sepri had given him weren't very filling. 

The next slaves were cavitl, huge yellow beasts that were useful for hard work and plantations. They weren't crii enough to be sexually compatible and Sepri uttered a low irritated sound. 

Aviy nudged his brother for another berry and was slapped. Hard. He stumbled back and rubbed his throbbing cheek, as the next creature walked onto the stage. 

He had never seen one like it before and he straightened to get a better look. Its skin shone like tree sap in the sun and white hair brushed its shoulders. It was slender, with a smooth tail-less body and external genitals that clearly marked it a male. But it looked...fragile. Roka might manage to keep it alive, but Sepri had never had much patience. 

Aviy glanced at his brother and, sure enough, he looked bored, gold eyes half-lidded against the sun. 

The next one was of the same kind, but larger. Muscle defined its pale arms and stomach. It had short hair the color of earth and startling blue eyes that blazed with anger. 

Aviy wasn't surprised when Sepri raised his hand and bid. He sighed inwardly with sympathy for the poor creature. 

They returned home with the slave in tow. It was a slow journey; its arms and feet were both tied to allow minimal movement. The handler had assured Sepri it was necessary. 

It was a whole head shorter than Aviy, but broader and more compact. Sepri eventually got impatient and pulled the leash hard enough to make the slave stumble and fall. 

Aviy cringed when he saw the creature's skin break and bleed as it dragged over rocks and dirt. But it never uttered a sound, only panted and struggled to stand. 

When they reached their tree, it became clear the slave couldn't climb. Its claws were flat and useless. Sepri snarled with annoyance and slung it over his shoulder. 

Their younger brothers screeched in excitement when they entered the hut and the slave startled, straining away from their claws. 

Sepri swept the infants away with his tail and carried the slave into his room. 
Moments later a shriek pierced the air. 
Aviy flinched. Some other-worlders had incredible vocal chords. 

His brothers covered their ears and huddled together, gold eyes large and frightened. Aviy knelt down to soothe them, laughing when they nibbled at his throat and jaw. He tickled their soft bellies and got his fingers nipped in retaliation. They climbed into his lap, scales flashing a darker pink as they giggled. 

His mom entered the kitchen and smiled when she saw them. This was one of the reasons Aviy was still kept around: he was good with hatchlings and there were always plenty to take care of.  

As the day went on, Sepri would leave his room to eat and drink. Then he returned and the screaming would commence again. Their mother finally had enough and ordered Sepri to stop the noise. She had a clutch to run and she couldn't concentrate. She might be female, but she was fourth mate and Sepri was still her hatchling, until, and if, he earned a clutch of his own. 

The hut became quiet after that and Aviy stopped sweeping the floors long enough to listen. He would normally be out enjoying the evening by now, but he was finding excuses to stay in. 

Sepri emerged and stretched, yawning widely. He sniffed the air and spotted Aviy in the dim light of the hallway. 

"Snooping?" Sepri smirked and Aviy bent his neck guiltily, tail curling around his ankles. 

"Feed and clean him." Sepri said tersely and ducked through the door flap. 

Aviy put the broom away and quickly collected some leftover fish and water. 
Sepri hadn't fed his slave all day and Aviy couldn't imagine the pens were generous with their rations. 

He found the slave curled up in a corner of Sepri's room. The chain around his neck was secured to a hook on the wall and his skin was covered in black and blue welts, blood staining nearly all of him. 

Aviy froze. It wasn't his place to question Sepri, but he was shocked and dismayed at the creature's state. He hastily deposited the food and drink on the floor and pushed it within the slave's reach with his tail.  

This male might be no match for Sepri, but Aviy was slight, even for an onus. 

He waited a moment and was relieved to see the male reach for the water with a shaking hand. 

The fact that he was drinking was a good thing. Aviy had taken care of sick hatchlings and the ones that ate or drank almost always recovered. 

He stood to retrieve some warm water, herb soap and clean rags. When he returned, the slave still hadn't touched his fish. He watched Aviy approach, blue eyes cold and narrowed. Something in that look was familiar, even if the color was wrong. 

To be continued...