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“Roger?” Brian softly shook the hybrids shoulder, kissing his forehead. “Hey baby boy.” He smiled brightly when the big blue eyes blinked up at him. They were still on the sofa from the night before, Brian feeling much too comfortable to move them to bed once Roger had fallen asleep. They cat stretched, coming back to kneading Brian's chest, his tail wrapping around Brian's wrist and it rubbed his back. “Sleep good?” He asked, getting a purr in response. The older man was just leaning in for a kiss when his phone began to ring.
“Hello?”
“ Brian? ” Julie's voice came over the phone. “ Brian May! I swear you cause me so much stress! ”
“Woah, Julie what's wrong?” The man asked, his brow furrowed.
“ Brian did you forget what today is?” The man stayed quiet, obviously having forgot. “ Its the Hybrid Conference! You know, the one where all the high up people who work with hybrids meet and have dinner, discuss things and produces and- ”
“Oh fuck!” Brian hissed, rubbing his eyes. “I don’t have to speak anymore, right?”
“ No you don’t, you were removed since you spoke last year. But you do have to go, you are sitting with some of our biggest supporters! The ones who fund what we do .” Julie raddled off a list of names, only a few standing out to the CEO. She reminded him of the hotel and time, letting him know the host of the conference this year had gotten him a room. “ You’re moving up in the world, Brian. Only 20 of 133 people got hotel rooms, this is a big deal. Make a good impression. You also have a plus one if Roger wants to go. ”
“Alright, thank you Julie, I don't know what I'd do without you.” Brian sighed hanging up the phone. Roger was looking at him with perked ears and big eyes. “Wanna go to a fancy party with me? Make it so I don't get bored out of my mind?”
“It’s the Hybrid Conference, isn’t it?” Roger asked quickly. His ears twitching. “I remember it’s usually around this time. How many times have you gone? I’ve gone quite a bit, especially when I was younger… I can give you a heads up on who to look out for! I know all those men like the back of my hand… And I’d love to go with you.” He chirps softly, tail swaying.
“This will be my… fifth.” Brian hummed, sitting them up and making Roger stand. “My first one was the year after I started my business. Six years, damn.” Brian shook his head. “I can’t believe I was 21 when I started it, now I'm nearly 27.” Brian stood and stretched, his back arching slightly. “You, my love, don’t have a suit, or dress shoes, or a watch, or anything a proper hybrid of a CEO should have. Shall we go shopping? Get you pampered up? I need a haircut, and you could use one that you pick.” He took Roger's hands kissing his knuckles. “Will you allow me to pamper you for a moment?”
Roger blushed and smiled softly. Nodding in agreement, hoping the excitement wasn’t overly obvious in his eyes and in the way his tail swayed. He had never in his life dreamed of being pampered or spoiled , but he sure did like the sound of it… And being by Brian’s side, being shown off as his … and being pampered… The thought alone made Roger feel like he was in a movie… but couldn’t stop the wide, giddy smile from spreading. Imaging who it would feel to be Brian’s proper little pet.
“Alright, let's go get dressed then.” Brian smiled brightly back. The two dressed quickly and went to the car, Brian again noticing all Roger's clothes didn’t seem to fit his style. “While we are here, find some other stuff you like, okay? They have just about everything, shirts, pants, jackets, jewelry, whatever you want. Get as much as you want of everything. I'm going to request you get at least 4 suits. This time of year I have a lot of meetings so you're going to need them.” He ran his hand over Roger's thigh as they drove. Catching the end of his tail he brought it to his lips to kiss the end.
Roger purred softly and let his tail gently curl around Brian’s hand. He didn’t know how to feel with Brian urging him to get more than just suits. He liked the thought of being spoiled but didn’t want to come off too eager or selfish. He knew he’d have to get a few different clothes to satisfy Brian and not make it seem like Roger’s being rude. But not too much so he doesn’t come off so… well… Needy and wanting…
Biting his lip, Roger formulated a plan in his head. To get the 4 suits, 2 shirts, maybe 2 pairs of jeans, and 2 accessories. Just keep any personal thing to ‘2 items ’. He nodded softly to himself, deciding that was a good plan. Not crazy and not too low as to hurt Brian’s feelings.
He jumped softly as the car came to a stop and he heard the click of Brian’s seatbelt. Looking over, he saw Brian looking at him so he clicked his belt as well. He exited the car and waited for Brian to come around and take the leash before walking alongside him into the huge store. His ears perking at all the different noises and head filling with memories of being taken to similar stores as a child. Usually for his sister to shop for herself and him, since he couldn’t shop for himself.
“It’s been awhile since I’ve come to such a place…” He muses softly, mostly to himself. His eyes darting from thing to thing and ears moving with each new beep of the cash registers, chatter of people, movement of hangers against the racks. Everything.
“Well, we will come here more often, I plan to keep you comfortable and looking nice, just like you deserve.” Brian kissed Roger's head before leading him back to the suits.
“Well hello, Mr. May.” A man with darker skin and grey hair said in a happy tone. “Where have you been lovely! And why! After I worked so hard to make you look nice are you back in a band tee!”
“Hello, Tan!” Brian laughed, kissing the man's cheek. “I came in a tee shirt so you could spiffy me up again. I need a new suit, and my hybrid needs quite a few new things.” Brian smiled happily at Roger, feeling so satisfied at calling Roger his. “The last season of Queer Eyes as wonderful, by the way.”
“Oh thanks!” Tan smiled before looking at Roger. “I see your master has dressed you.” Tan rolled his eyes at Roger's oversized clothes. “Come on, love, let's get you into something nice. I think a dark dark grey would go lovely with your eyes and hair. Brian, may I take his leash?” Tan held out his hand.
“Here.” Brian handed it over and plopped down on the sofa, knowing Tan would torture him into a stuffy suit soon enough. When the grey haired man came closer Brian sat up. “Will you find his style for me? Knowing him he's only going to pick a few things, so I'll buy those now, but will you pick a whole well filled wardrobe, with shoes and accessories and hats and everything, and have it sent to my flat.”
“You cheeky master! You do plan on spoiling him rotten.” Brian only smiled as Tan shook his head. “Alright. Roger, love, are you ready?”
Roger glanced at Brian nervously, not wanting to be separated from his master. Especially not with a complete stranger. He looked the man over and looked back to Brian. His eyebrows furrowed while the stranger held his leash.
“Bri…” He whimpers softly, backing away from Tan slightly. Making sure the leash didn’t fall, since he didn’t want to get Brian or himself into trouble.
“Hey.” Brian stood and went to Roger, wrapping his arms around him. “Its okay, I'm gonna be right on that sofa, waiting for you. Here.” Brian took the leash back and unclip it from the collar. “You have control. If something makes you uncomfortable you can leave and come find me. Or you can yell out and I'll be right there. We’re just trying on suits right now, so you'll just be in the dressing room.” Brian kissed Roger's head.
“Awe, you two are just the sweetest.” Tan cooed. “Right, Roger if it makes you more comfortable you can wait here while I go pick something's for you to try, or you can make Brian come with us to look around.”
“... will you come?” Roger says softly, glancing up to Brian. Eyebrows furrowed and his lips in a small frown. His ears and tail perked down as he gently nuzzled up to Brian. Burying his face into the humans shirt and taking in his scent. “Please…?”
“Alright.” Brian smiled softly, kissing Roger's head and following Tan, the hybrid tucked safely under his arm. The fashion man talked quietly about colors and patterns, giving Brian pointers on how he could dress better. “What about Roger? How can he dress better? Stop focusing on me, we're here for him.” Brian teased, taking the fabrics Tan was piling in his arm.
“Brian, Roger already has great style, I've seen the way he looks at certain clothes. He will be fine, he just needs confidence and your approval. But you, on the other hand, need to stop dressing for comfort and more for your position! A nice pair of jeans with some detail on the pockets look so much better and work the same than the ones you are wearing now!” Brian looked down at his pants, noticing the knees were about to give out and the bottoms were a little high than fashionable.
“I can’t find pants that are long enough-”
“Do not give me that, Brian.” Tan held up his finger, trying to keep from laughing. “I have shown you more than enough places that have your mile long leg size. And get them tailored!” Tan huffed, leading them back to the fitting rooms. “Alright, Roger dear. I grabbed you a few different types of suits and all the things I saw your eyes linger on. As I said to Brian, you do have good style, now just show it!” Tan moved out of the dressing room. “I'm going to go get you some shoes and a watch, you try on the first suit!” Tan hurried off.
“I’m going to go sit on the chair right there.” Brian pointed to a chair just outside the dressing room, next to a full length mirror. “Okay?”
“Wait… C...come in with me…” Roger whines softly, not wanting to be left alone in such a public place. He knew deep down he was being clingy, but a clingy hybrid was a safe hybrid. “Please… I… I don’t want to be alone here…”
“Yeah, I'll come in with you.” Brian leaned and kissed Roger nose. “I just thought you would want some space, or to do the whole look at the new me revealing thingy.” He laughed, now kissing the pretty pink lips. “But if you want I'll come in with you.”
“Please…” Roger whines softly, clinging to his lover as they moved into the dressing rooms. They entered the nicely sized room and Brian closed the door. The hybrid looked back at the man. His tail flickering lowly until the human got the hint and turned his back to the cat.
Roger stripped down and started to put the suit on. Easily slipping it on. Remembering how he was taught to put on a suit. The dark grey certainly looking nice with his light complexion. His tail flickered slightly as he scanned himself through the mirror before turning. “Turn around, now.”
“Wow…” Brian breathed once he had turned to see Roger. He wore a white button down with a blood red tie. “You look…” Brian shook his head and moved closer to the cat, his hands pushing the coat back so they could rest on his hips. “Damn, Roger, you look amazing.”
“Brian, Roger, dear.” Tan called. Brian opened the door and let the man look in. “Look at you! You look stunning! Here! I got you these to go with it.” Tan held out the shoe box to Brian. The shoes were a deep red brown leather, with black socks. “And I pulled a suit for you too, once you’re ready to try it on.”
“Thanks, Tan.” Brian smiled, holding the shoes for Roger.
“Roger, do you mind if I come and make some adjustments? I need to pin the legs of the pants for the tailor, and a few places on the jacket.” Tan asked nicely, the pins in his hand.
The hybrid gave the strange man a side glance. Looking him over once again before looking at Brian hesitantly. Seeing his human make no hint of displeasure or distrust, Roger gave a simple nod. Standing a bit tense as the strange human approached him and began to pin the different areas in need of attention. He gave a sharp growl with each sudden movement or awkward touch. His ears flat with the displeasure of being touched by another human, especially not being familiar with him and the tip of his tail giving sharp little flicks as well. A swift hiss left his lips before he could stop it as the man put his arms around him. Backing away with a quick movement. His eyes instantly widing and darting to Brian before bowing his head in shame and allowing the professional continue his work.
“Oh chin up, love! No hybrid likes to be touched by someone new. I promise I've been scratched before.” Tan waved his hand, pulling away slightly when Brian came forward.
“Hey, it's okay.” Brian moved forward and took Roger's hand, his other moving to make Roger look him in the eye. “You're doing so good, kitten. Being such a good good boy, making me very proud. If I hold your hand will the be easier to let Tan finish? I should have thought about how this is all new for you, I'm sorry.” Brian kissed Roger's nose. “Let's finish up this suit then try on your other clothes, the tailor can use the measurements from this one to fix the others while we get you other clothes. How does that sound? I hold your hand, Tan finishes, then we try on other things that don't need someone touching. And you will finally get to see me in a suit.”
Roger nodded slowly, still eyeing Tan from the corner of his eye but feeling better with Brian so close. He remained tense as Tan continued his work. A little rumble still deep in his throat until the human backed away with a smile, signaling that he was finished. Roger instantly turned his body to Brian and nuzzled into his lovers arms. Gently kneading into Brian’s shirt.
“Good boy, Roger, my good boy.” Brian kissed Roger's head.
“Alright dear, if you want to change out of that I'll get these off to the tailor!” Tan chirped leaving the dressing room with the other suits.
“You look so beautiful, I'm excited to see what you look like when it fits properly.” Brian muttered, pulling away and helping Roger undress, hanging the suit and shirt up for him. “Here, Tan.”
“Thanks, Brian. Your suit is going to need adjustments as well. So, just try it on and I'll come pin again.” Tan smiled before hurrying off.
“Alright, what are you going to surprise me with next?” Brian asked, turning back to the hybrid who was only in his boxers. “Do I need to turn my back again?”
Roger nodded, waiting for Brian to turn around once again before slipping on a nice, tight pair of blue skinny jeans, a simple low neckline white tee shirt, and a cropped denim jacket. He adjusted the outfit and looked at himself in all possible angles. Fixing his hair and making sure it looked good.
“Alright.” He hums softly, turning so he was facing Brian.
Brian turned slowly, his eyes widening as he took in how Roger looked. “Damn.” He breathed, stalking forward to grab Roger by the hand make him spin. “You… damn. Roger you look so good. You look confident and happy and just… good. No more big clothes for you, other than mine.” Brian put his hands on Roger's hips and kissed his lips. “You look absolutely perfect, my love, I can’t believe you've been letting me down dress you for so long.” He laughed.
“Down dress?” Roger tilts his head. “I like wearing your clothes.” He pouts softly. “But I also want to look good for you, master. To make you proud.” He smiles, leaning up and nuzzling their noses together. His tail swaying happily as he licked at Brian’s lip gently. A little purr filling the room around them.
“I like you in my clothes too, but I like you in these.” Brian hummed, giving Roger's bum at pat. “Finish trying on your clothes for me.” He rubbed the back of his knuckles over Roger's cheek and pulling away. He watched as Roger continued to try on thing after thing, he made sure to coo and compliment each thing, seeing Roger perk up more and more.
“Alright, time for me try on my suit.” Brian sighed, switching places with Roger. The suit was a charcoal grey, with red button down and a grey tie. The shoes were a light brown, with red socks. “How do I look?” Brian smiled as Roger attached himself to Brian's chest, his eyes wide and purring loudly. “That good?” He laughed, a knock coming from the door.
“Brian? Have you tried on that suit yet?” Tan asked.
“Just did.” Brian opened the door letting Tan in. The darker skinned man looked his over for a moment before beginning to pin, moving skillfully around Roger who was still holding Brian's hand.
“Alright, take that off and I'll get it to the tailor. They are nearly done with Roger's suits, so yours should only take a moment.” Tan smiled, straightening back up.
“Perfect, we can go get our hair cut while we wait.” Brian smiled at Roger, whose tail was swaying softly was he watched Tan leave. “Alright baby boy, let me change real fast.” Brian kissed Roger's lips before changing. Tan quickly took the suit as they left the dressing room, back in the clothes they had entered in. Brian kept the leash in his pocket, instead just holding the hybrids hand as they came to the salon part of the huge store.
“Roger, can I get my haircut in the chair next to you, or do you need me to hold your hand again?” Brian asked as they were getting ready to be seated. Brian rubbed his knuckles over the hybrids cheek, giving him a soft smile. “I will do whatever makes you comfortable, my good boy.”
“Stay by me?” Roger asked, biting his lip nervously.
“Alright.” Brian kissed the hybrids nose. The man stood beside Roger as the hybrid told he wanted his hair a little shorter and cleaned up, but still fairly long. Brian thought Roger looked quite lovely when he was done and couldn't keep himself from kissing the cat. “My handsome boy.” Brian grinned. He now took Roger's spot, letting his curly hair be trimmed and styled.
Roger's tail swayed happily, liking how handsome Brian looked. When the man stood he attached himself to the tall form, purring when Brian's arm wrapped around him. They left the salon part of the store and went back to Tan who already had their suits waiting. They both dressed quickly, Brian pushing Roger's hands away and fixing the collar, making sure it showed over the shirt and tie.
“Mine.” He smiled, kissing Roger's pink lips. “I love you.”
“I love you too, master.”
They left the large store hand in hand, Tan promising to have everything delivered to Brian's flat. The hotel was large and one of the nicest in London. Brian sighed as they entered, already being greeted by different officials in the hybrid busy. Roger stayed clinging to his arm, which Brian was grateful for, allowing him to keep Roger safe. They checked in and went to their room, it was a suite with a large bed and a beautiful view.
“This will be a nice place to stay tonight, if you want. We can stay here or go home.” Brian hummed, looking out the window as Roger poked around, his ears pricked up and tail swaying.
“Maybe… maybe home?” Roger whispered his ears flattening, not liking the thought of being away from their bed.
“Mmm okay.” Brian smiled, looking at his watch. “We better head down and take our seats, the dinner starts in five minutes.” Roger again attached himself to Brian's side, his ears twitching with each new sound. They entered the dining hall, Brian being pointed to a table towards the front and center.
“Ahh Brian May, thought you weren't going to make it.”
“Hello Allen McCann.” Brian smiled, pulling out Roger's seat for him. “How have you been?”
“Been better.” The men said in a gruff tone, lifting his class of scotch to his lips. “Been better for sure.”
“Oh?” Brian brow furrowed as he sat beside his hybrid. McCann was meant to be Michael Taylor's right hand man, basically sitting in his pocket. They were partners, but Brian had heard through the the grape vine McCann had started to go a different way. He thought as Brian did, that hybrids were meant to be treated correctly, not like slaves. Now Michael had thrown him to the side, their ideals different.
“Yeah.” McCann glared at the head table, Brian following his gaze. There stood none other than Michael Taylor, coming to make announcements. Brian looked to Roger whose ears were down and his tail tucked as much as it could be while sitting. Brian reached over and took Roger's hand, giving it a firm squeeze until he look up.
“Let's leave. Right now, let's go.” Brian whispered, more than willing to walk out and protect his hybrid.
“We- you… you can't. It will look bad.” Roger bottom lip was trembling softly, his nails digging into Brian's hand.
“I dont care.” Brian shook his head, ready to stand.
“Welcome everyone, thank you call for coming! I am so grateful I get to host this years Hybrid Conference!” Michael sour voice called out loudly, Roger's whole body beginning to tremble. “I know we are all starving, so we will save the boring announcements for after.” The crowd laughed, Michael smiling. “For now let's enjoy our food and converse with one another. Thank you.” The crowd applauded as the blond headed man went back to his seat at the head table.
“Roger, let's go.” Brian whispered again. “Your comfort is far more important to me than my image is this society.” Roger's big blue eyes searched his, his tail coming up to wrap tightly around Brian's arm.
“Are you- are you sure you won't be in trouble?” Roger asked, seeming to gather his courage.
“I'm positive even if I did I dont give a flying fuck.” Brian reassured. The waiting staff began to bring out their food, and to Brian's horror he saw most of them were hybrids. He clenched his jaw and looked back at Roger, but the hybrid was no longer looking at him. The blue eyes were locked on the woman who was pouring his drink. She had blond hair and blue eyes, a thin face with pointy cat ears and a long tail. She was beautiful, but half her face was covered in black and blue bruises, her lips cut. Roger's ears flattened more, his tail seeming to just fall from Brian's arm.
“Mom.” Roger's choked out, his nails digging more into Brian's skin. The CEO felt his mouth drop open as he saw how similar the two hybrids seemed to be. He snapped his eyes to the head table where he saw Michael and a brunette headed woman hanging on his arm, she looked like a call girl to Brian. The man looked back at his hybrid, who had locked eyes with his mother, tears streaming down both their faces. “Momma.”