Axel leaned against the wall, flicking his ears as he looked at the one way mirror. What was going on on the other side was hilarious, really. He grinned as the little neko on the other side landed a spectacular blow and the other men around him winced.
"That took the wind out of his sails." Axel smiled and flicked his ears in acknowledgement. His friend Xaldin was leaning against the wall beside him, his own black cat tail flicking in amusement as he grinned. He wasn't at all interested in the little blonde neko behind the glass, despite the pheromones. He was only there to laugh and point at disappointed males.
In a way, the whole situation was retarded. The little neko didn't have a hope of avoiding what was coming. He had to know it, really, but he just couldn't accept the spot nature had dictated for him. Axel sighed as he thought about it.
Neko biology had an interesting peculiarity. All neko males were born with a 'pouch' inside them that made them theoretically capable of bearing children. In situations where there were too many males, that pouch would activate in some youngsters, changing their growth patterns and altering their internal organs. Axel preferred not to think about all of it… it was a little freakish… but the result was a 'boy' that was much smaller and more delicate than usual for the fierce species. They would cycle and bear children just like females only moreso, since they couldn't nurse them and heat delaying potions didn't work on them. Axel knew that in ancient times, such children had been fed a special concoction of tree pith, fish oil and goat milk. It had taken a great deal of effort but they could be weaned within a year, which was good since the 'mother' would typically be pregnant again by then. Of course, in those ancient times the lack of good medical care almost ensured that such 'boys' wouldn't survive more than a few pregnancies. The pouch required a cesarean section to remove the child. Neko were resilient, but it was still a hideous drain on the body.
Now, things were different. The neko had been conquered by strangers from the stars so long ago that they could hardly remember anything different. They still had their cities, which had advanced considerably under the strangers, but the neko were subservient to their masters. And their masters seemed to be emotional leeches. They enjoyed the intense feelings that neko emitted when they were in distress, combat or lust. So the old warrior caste had been converted to an exhibition for their enjoyment. Axel curled his lip thinking about it. He didn't like fighting and killing other neko and beasts as sport for their masters' pleasure, but he'd long ago accepted it. They were the sacrifice for the rest of their people.
The little boy behind the glass was of a very high warrior caste. Unfortunately, the training facilities and all-male environment had called on his body to activate his pouch. Now he was experiencing his first heat and each male who had put in a request was getting a chance to try their luck. So far he had rejected them all, extremely violently. Axel's gaze slid over the boy, who was panting and shivering on the mats, to the mirror on the other side of the room. He and the other neko were watching from this side to see when a 'suitor' had been rejected and step in if things became too violent. But their masters were behind the other mirror, soaking up the feelings they could no longer make for themselves. Axel glanced at the boy again, wondering when his turn would come.
"You'll be up soon." Xaldin said with an amused smile. "Think you can master the bitch?" Axel watched as the child surged up with a snarl as another male entered the room.
"You make it sound so nasty." He murmured, watching as another battle started. The problem with neko society, in his opinion, was that it had no real provision for boys like this one. They were raised with the other warriors and generally had the idea that they, too, were warriors. Yet they weren't. Despite being tremendously skilled, this child was never going to enter an arena. He might live a long time, bearing child after a child until his pouch shut down or he died in childbirth, but he wouldn't be a warrior. Clearly, though, he didn't agree.
"Isn't it? But you'll have him." Axel nodded. He was the current grand champion of the arena and had been undefeated for many years. Lovely though the boys' skills were, he wasn't going to defeat Axel. Most of the ones getting a chance at him so far were blooded warriors but not anywhere near his league. The masters did so enjoy the appetizer; they didn't want to go to the main course too soon.
When the boy was whimpering and clearly in pain from his own torturous heat, they finally called on him. Axel stepped into the small changing room that led to the main room where the boy was kept. He quickly stripped off all his clothes, hanging them up on pegs on the wall, noting with amusement that the boys' clothes were also hung up. He doubted the child had taken them off voluntarily, so it was an odd little touch.
Axel stepped in the room and the child immediately surged to his feet, hissing. Axel just stood there for a moment, looking at the boy with calm eyes and seeing the child falter as he recognized him. The grand champion of the arena was always well known, whoever he might be at the moment. And Axel was better known than most. He hadn't been born into the warrior caste.
"Leave me alone!" The boy spat, and Axel smiled as he looked over the tiny, lithe body, the big blue eyes and spiky blonde hair. The bright red tattoo on his forehead, a swirling pattern, marked him as a member of the Deriste family. That only made it spicier. Axel himself only had his cheek tattoos, and he'd come up with those himself.
"I don't think so, blondie." Axel said calmly, slowly walking forward towards the blonde. He wasn't at all surprised when the child suddenly attacked, a deceptive combination of strikes. But it was the boy that was surprised when Axel blocked them, dodged then gripped his ankle in one smooth move and sent him crashing to the floor. "Let me give you some advice. Bright Owl Rising is too complicated for real combat. I'm impressed with your skill though." It had been very fluid and well done, just a bit too complicated. It was a shame this one wouldn't be seeing the arena floor. The boy snarled and with brutal suddenness, the fight was on. Soon Axel had a nasty bite on his arm and a few bruises, but he had almost pinned the child once. They circled slowly, Axel meeting the boys gaze and making him shiver.
"Why are you fighting me?" Axel said conversationally as the boy growled. "Don't you want to have a child with the six year grand champion?"
"I don't want to have a child at all, let alone with a clanless kiuku!" The boy spat, and Axel's eyes went cold and hard. That was a bad, bad word.
"Now that should not have been said, blondie." He said softly and leapt. The child barely had time to register what was happening before he was flat on his face, an arm turned behind him at a painful angle. Axel's erection pressed against firm, perfect buttocks as the boy kicked helplessly, trying to dislodge him. He exerted a bit of pressure on the trapped arm, warning wordlessly that he could break it if he chose. The boy didn't mean to do it, but his tail was already cocked to the side, signaling his readiness for the mating.
"Augh!" The boy choked on a cry as Axel shoved into him, gripping his hip with one hand as he kept his grip on the child's arm with the other. There was no need for lubrication or stretching, not after several hours in heat. The boy was wet and accepting, soft velvety walls pressing teasingly against the redhead's cock. Axel groaned and pounded into the child, fast and brutal. He wasn't going to hurt the boy anyway… a heat was the best way in the world to avoid any virgin pain. The mewl the boy made was a sound of pure pleasure and then he howled, the high pitched screech of a heat being satisfied. Axel kept the pressure up on his arm though. This one was stubborn, he wouldn't have been surprised to find the boy doing something nasty to his balls if he let him. Axel groaned in need as that wet, soft heat and the wonderful smell of the boy inflamed the most primitive part of his mind. He buried his head against the child's neck, drinking in that scent as he thrust in and out. The boys' howls reached a crescendo and he suddenly released messily on the mats. Axel followed a moment later, spending himself inside the little neko and groaning at the way muscles clenched around him as the boy quietly whimpered.
"Let me go." The child said sullenly, but Axel shook his head. Instead of letting go of the boy entirely, he readjusted his grip, catching the boys' hands in his larger ones to keep him from trying anything. "Hey! Come on, we've fucked, let me go."
"Silly child." The boys' ears flicked in anger and Axel sighed. "What is your name?"
"What's it to you?" The child turned his head so he could look over his shoulder at the older neko behind him, his blue eyes bright and angry. Axel shrugged.
"Nothing, but calling you boy and child seems a little disrespectful to a young warrior." The boys' ears flicked, surprised, and Axel smiled. "Even one who won't see the arena." The boy snarled at that.
"I'm Roxas." He growled out, wiggling a little. "Let me… let me… augh…" Roxas moaned, his eyes glazing over a bit as Axel chuckled softly.
"Silly Roxas. You know about how females go into heat. Now, apply that to yourself." Axel ducked his neck against the child's neck, breathing in his scent again. The heat was reasserting itself and making him hard again already. Roxas whimpered as he felt Axel stiffening, and Axel glanced down to see the boy was already hard and erect. Typical for a first heat.
"Nooooo." Roxas moaned but Axel ignored the protest, pulling back then slamming into the child all over again and drawing another heat-scream from the boy. It was so slick now, the way the child gripped him was perfect as he thrust into that glorious heat and stirred his own juices. He could feel every play of muscles as the boy wiggled then gave in to the heat, mewling and screaming out his passion. Axel couldn't help but howl himself, the deeper sound of a male neko finding satisfaction. He glanced at the mirror and grinned harshly. The spectators would be getting a good show today. Axel kept fucking the boy into the floor and could sense the exact instant when Roxas yielded to him. The boy shivered and mewled, his ears going forward and his tail curling in a submission gesture, and Axel knew that he had him. Letting go of the child's hands, he slid a hand down to stroke Roxas' length instead. A few hard strokes were all it took to make the boy release again, arching and twitching in ecstasy. Axel came a moment later, howling out his pleasure.
"That's… better." Now that he had gained the child's unspoken compliance, this would be easier. Axel pulled away from the boy and Roxas shivered, glancing over his shoulder at him in confusion. Axel grinned and stroked the blond spikes for a moment before standing and walking over to the replicator. He would need a few things now.
The mistake almost all young neko made when confronted with a female in heat was to spend themselves too soon. They forgot that any female… or altered male… would have more than enough endurance to outlast them unless they were clever. And if she did outlast them, she would find other males to complete the heat. How many children a warrior had was a matter of pride, so he never wanted that to happen. It was also very unmanly, failing to satisfy a woman in her heat. Almost all young males were humiliated at least once before an older male took them aside and explained all the tricks they could use to make it last.
The first thing he needed, though, was an energy drink. Roxas probably needed it even more, he'd been in heat for a long time without relief. Sure enough, the little neko looked up and licked his lips as he saw the familiar containers. Axel tossed one to him and smiled as the neko immediately sucked on the bulb, downing the enriched fluid.
"Uh, what are those for?" Roxas asked, staring, as Axel called up a few other items. Axel laughed as he walked back to the little neko and sat beside him, sucking down his own drink.
"They're for you." Roxas' ears flattened a little as he looked at the sex toys.
"Why do you need that? Can't keep it up?" He sneered, but Axel just laughed.
"Of course I can't." Roxas looked shocked and confused at that response, and Axel sighed. "Roxas, you're going to be in heat for at least three days. Possibly as long as a week. And you're going to want to do it constantly except when you're asleep. I'm not in heat and I'm not the god of war, so I'll need a bit of help satisfying you. That's how all males take care of a female in heat." Axel eyed the younger neko's sex, making him blush. He was getting hard again. "And speaking of which… keep drinking that while I take care of this." Roxas looked a little confused, then groaned as Axel pushed him onto his back then took him in his mouth. Roxas had never felt that kind of pleasure before and pushed into it, mewing. But it wasn't enough, it was incomplete, and he groaned again as Axel used the glass dildo, sliding it in and out to simulate thrusting. Dropping the bulb he reached down and ran his hands through bright red hair, whimpering as the older neko pleasured him.
"Axel… Axel…" He panted then screamed as Axel swallowed around him, making him arch. "Axel!" Roxas saw stars behind his eyes as he released again, then shivered. He was surprised to feel strong arms around him, long, agile fingers finding his ears and giving him a soothing scratch. Roxas was beginning to see what Axel meant. He didn't feel tired at all from the constant sex. And this was going to last at least three days? Roxas winced at the thought.
"Drink your bulb, Roxas." Axel advised with a smile and Roxas looked up into his green eyes. They were soft and warm and Roxas swallowed before reaching for his bulb. He could almost imagine Axel cared about him. And the older neko surely did, in a way… but only because he wanted Roxas to bear his child. That thought soured the moment and he sucked on the bulb savagely, draining it quickly. He absolutely hated giving in to his heat, but what else could he do? Then lips caught his, and Roxas blinked as he experienced his first kiss. After mating, which was a little backwards, but it was still nice, almost tender and Roxas shivered as their tongues touched.
"Why…why are you being so nice about this?" They had started out so harshly, this tenderness seemed absurd. Axel lifted his eyebrows then shrugged.
"Why be hard on you? It's not your fault you don't know how this is supposed to go." Axel smiled, stroking his ears again and Roxas couldn't help but relax a little in his arms. "It might seem odd, but I handle a lot of the young males like you, who are having problems accepting the mutation." Because he knew how to make them submit without completely breaking their spirits. Any male could force a youngster like Roxas to submit, but most could only manage it by hurting him, making it a rape despite the heat. "And you're a cute one Roxy."
"Don't call me that." But the nickname was rather endearing. Roxas cuddled up and sighed as Axel breathed in his scent again, feeling the older neko's reaction as his heat began asserting itself again.
Roxas wasn't sure how they would survive three to seven days of this, but he was sure Axel would manage it.