Chapter 1: Taking a Risk
'Lawkeeper Nolan, what an enigma', Datak thought. He couldn't figure him out no matter how hard he tried. Nolan saved the life of his son, rescued him personally from a crazed pyromaniac, and in the next moment, used him as a punching bag. It didn't make sense to Datak. Why would Nolan save his life, beat him senseless, threaten him, and come to his defense almost all in the same breath? Datak pondered the dilemma that was Joshua Nolan. He thought back to their first meeting, a vivid image of Nolan appeared, shimmering in his head, shirt off, dripping with sweat as he struggled to fight his Bioman. Nolan vibrated with raw power and inner strength. The images invading Datak's mind made him instantly hard. He tried to shake it off by burying himself inside his wife and a plethora of Kenya's whores, but nothing sated him. He wanted Nolan, ached with desire for him. Intentionally angering the Lawkeeper certainly wasn't out of the question, if it would force Nolan to touch him.
"You're very far away this evening," Stahma said softly.
"I was just thinking about the next council meeting. There are a few things I'd like to try to get implemented, but I doubt that I'll have much luck. The other council members don't really care what I have to say."
"Give them time, Datak. They will come around once they see that you have the best interest of Defiance at heart."
"I will give them some time, but not much. The race for mayor is coming up soon and I have no intention of losing."
"You have my vote, dear, as well as many others. I have confidence in your abilities."
"Thank you, Stahma, but we will have to continue this discussion later. I need to go out."
"Are you presiding over the fights tonight?"
"I will stop by, but I have a meeting with someone."
"Please, Datak, try not to draw our illustrious Lawkeeper's attention."
"I'll do my best, love," Datak replied with a smirk on his way out the door. It was too bad he couldn't keep that promise. He was going to do everything in his power to draw the Lawkeeper's attention, just shy of killing someone.
Datak had enough scrip with him to bribe every Castithan in town. He knew if he stayed out, offering large amounts of scrip, word of his exploits would eventually reach Nolan. Datak was talking quietly with a constituent when he caught sight of a large, looming shadow over his right shoulder. He shivered internally. Finally, the object of his desire decided to show up.
"Datak, may I have a word with you in my office?"
Datak turned slowly, giving a side-long glance at Defiance's Lawkeeper.
"I'm a bit busy now, Nolan. Can it wait until tomorrow?"
"No, Tarr. That wasn't really a request. Come to my office now," Nolan said with a snarl.
"Fine, but I have to get home soon. Stahma will worry if I'm gone longer."
"I'll make sure you get back to her soon."
Datak nodded and followed Nolan down the street and into the Lawkeeper's office. All was quiet within, cells empty, no deputies on duty, and no chance of an interruption.
"Was it slow night for crime in Defiance?" Datak asked sarcastically.
"It was until you started bribing the voters," Nolan replied.
"I was not bribing the voters. I have every right to talk to the constituents. They need to know what my policies are. You don't harass Amanda when she goes out soliciting votes."
"Madam Mayor doesn't talk to the voters with a large wad of scrip in her hand. Would you care to explain that, Datak?"
"I was simply paying for an item. I bought a gift for my wife and you just assumed that I was up to something nefarious."
Nolan laughed. "You must have bought a lot of gifts this evening. Rumor has it you've handed out scrip all over town."
"Lies, all of it lies. I've done nothing wrong and you can't hold me here. I'm a council member and you're nothing but an attack dog for our mayor. You have no real power. All you want is a whore and as much drink as you can get your hands on," Datak spat venomously.
Nolan growled low as he grabbed Datak by his shirt front and slammed him hard against the cold stone wall.
"You never learn, do you, Tarr? Can't keep your stupid mouth shut for your own good," Nolan said as he pinned Datak to the wall.
Datak's breath hitched in his throat as Nolan's weight pressed against him. Datak knew he was about to get a beating. He had to change tactics if there was any hope of getting Nolan into bed.
Datak groaned in pain as Nolan twisted his arm behind his back. "Nolan," Datak whispered in the Lawkeeper's ear, "please, you're hurting me, but then, I think you like hurting me. I see that same look in your eyes every time you hit me. It gets you off, doesn't it?"
The blow landed squarely on Datak's jaw, causing his knees to buckle underneath him. He slid down the wall and landed in a heap at Nolan's feet. Datak's head spun as he massaged his aching jaw.
"Do you feel better now, Nolan? You know, I think I'd prefer it if you would just fuck me and be done with it… a lot less painful."
Nolan reached down and hauled Datak back up on his feet. He smiled menacingly at the battered Castithan. "That's what this is all about. You deliberately provoke me so that I'll fuck you. I'm not Stupid, Tarr. I felt your erection when I had you up against the wall."
Datak shuddered. He couldn't help it. Desire, adrenalin, fear, and a multitude of other emotions coursed through his body all at the same time, making him take leave of any good sense he might have once possessed.
"Is it such a horrible thought?" Datak asked.
Nolan momentarily stilled his forward momentum. Datak could see the gears turning in the Lawkeeper's head. Datak had the advantage now and so he ventured on into dangerous territory.
"Castithans do not view sex in the same way as humans. We're a very passionate people. I've had many pleasant experiences with other races, including humans, male and female. I don't understand your reluctance, Nolan. I am merely offering to break the tension between us."
Nolan laughed. "Break the tension; is that what you call it?"
"I felt your erection too, Nolan. Please, don't try to deny it."
"You're not exactly my type, Tarr, but if it is tension relief that you want, then I can oblige. I'm not as sexually repressed as you might think," Nolan countered.
Nolan whirled Datak around with one swift motion, slamming him face first into the unyielding wall. This time the Castithan's throbbing jaw collided with the brick and he cried out in pain.
"Uh, sorry," Nolan offered, pulling Datak back just enough for him to turn his head to the side. Datak's breathing came in short gasps as Nolan reached around his waist, undid his chain, and dropped his pants to his ankles.
"Don't move," Nolan ordered, as he walked over to his desk and retrieved something out of the top drawer.
Datak stayed perfectly still, as the Lawkeeper commanded, until Nolan came back and ran a rough hand over his pale ass.
Nolan chuckled when Datak shivered. "Do you want it right here, up against this wall, Datak?"
The Castithan only hesitated for a moment. It would be uncomfortable, but it was better than nothing, he supposed.
"Yes," Datak responded.
"Have it your way, Tarr. I may even enjoy this, but I'm not sure you will."
Datak heard the lowering of Nolan's zipper, the cap off the lotion hitting the floor, the slurping sound as Nolan slicked his cock, and he trembled with anticipation.
Calloused hands grabbed his hips forcefully, pulling him backwards without fanfare. As Nolan spread his ass cheeks wide, Datak realized that any preparation was only a fanciful thought, so he braced himself for impact.
With one hard thrust, Nolan buried his cock balls deep inside him. Datak felt like his insides might come apart at any moment. The searing pain flared white-hot as Nolan pulled out and slammed back in again.
"Uuhhhh," Datak groaned in protest.
It had little effect on the single-minded Lawkeeper. Nolan continued the onslaught until Datak's legs started to shake uncontrollably. Nolan's forearm tightened around Datak's waist, somehow managing to keep him upright while pounding him into the wall. Nolan's mouth descended on a patch of exposed skin at the nape of his neck, teeth sinking slowly into the soft flesh of Datak's throat, but not hard enough to draw blood.
Every nerve ending in Datak's body vibrated with sensory overload. Throwing his head back, he met Nolan thrust for thrust, as long fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him from base to tip with expert grace.
Datak murmured obscenities in Castithan, ass and cock pulsing in time with the now more rhythmic thrusts. He was so close… another down stroke to his cock and Datak exploded, bathing the wall with strand after strand of warm come.
His whole body shook violently, as his ass clamped tightly around the Lawkeeper's cock, causing Nolan to renew his efforts. A few hard thrusts later, Nolan was coming inside him, grunting and panting as his head rested on Datak's shoulder. The only thing holding Datak up at this point was Nolan's arm still gripping him tightly around the waist.
The whole affair took less than eight minutes from start to finish and as their ragged breathing slowly returned to normal, Datak sighed with just a hint of regret. He wanted more, not this angry, violent coupling, but something different, something more meaningful.
Nolan seemed to sense his thoughts as he gently ran a hand through Datak's sweat soaked hair.
"Can you stand by yourself?" Nolan asked.
"I think so."
"Stay here for a minute. I'm going to get a cloth and clean you up. I can't send you back to your wife like this. She'll be on Amanda's doorstep first thing in the morning, demanding my resignation."
Datak laughed. "She might anyway after she sees my face."
Nolan smiled as he extricated himself from Datak. He pulled up his pants, tucking himself in haphazardly and walked into the washroom to retrieve a warm, wet cloth. He returned quickly and cleaned Datak up as best he could. The smell of sex still lay heavy in the air.
Datak's eyes shone deep purple from desire's lingering effects. They held Nolan trance like as he finished buttoning the Catithan's pants. He'd never seen that shade before and it was more than captivating, it was downright intoxicating.
Reluctantly, Nolan tore his gaze away. "You need to leave now, Tarr."
"So, we're back to Tarr again?"
"It was only sex. Isn't that what you said? No big deal."
"Hmm, I guess I did, Lawkeeper. I'll be going now," Daytak said, as he straightened up, smoothed down his suit coat, and stepped toward the door.
"Wait, Datak, please?" Nolan asked, taking two long strides to meet him in the middle of the room.
In an instance, Nolan's arms engulfed him. Soft lips kissed him, tongue teasing the roof of his mouth as large hands caressed his back. If this kept up, Datak would never get home to his wife, but it didn't last long. Nolan released him hastily.
"Damn purple eyes," Nolan grumbled, looking down at the floor.
Datak couldn't help but smile. He knew the Castithan lure would be too much for a human to resist.
"Wednesday," Datak declared.
"What?" Nolan asked in confusion. "What about Wednesday?"
"I'm free on Wednesday," Datak said smirking. "Would you like to get together then?"
Datak held his breath, waiting for Nolan's inevitable rejection, but was thoroughly stunned when it didn't manifest.
"Sure," Nolan replied smiling. "How about eight o'clock?"
"Perfect, I'll meet you here and then we can go somewhere with a few more amenities."
"Like a bed," Nolan replied, laughing out loud.
"That would be nice," Datak chuckled as he turned and headed out the door."
"What have I gotten myself into?" Nolan mumbled under his breath as Datak left.
"Datak, what happened to your face?" Stahma asked in shock at the sight of her husband's bruised and swollen jaw."
"Er, nothing," Datak stammered. "It was an accident. The path was dark and slippery. I tripped and fell into a tree. "
Stahma raised an eyebrow. Her husband had cat-like reflexes. The chances of Datak slipping and falling into a tree were almost zero, but she held her tongue. Clearly, Datak didn't want her to know the truth, and if the smell permeating his clothes gave any indication, then it was probably better if she stayed ignorant. Datak liked variety, so she wasn't surprised when he came home often smelling like sex. However, it was unusual for him not to want to talk about it. Nolan might just be a bigger threat than she'd first anticipated.
"Let me get you some ice for that, dear. You really must watch your step when traipsing around after dark. You could seriously hurt yourself."
Datak smiled at his wife. "I will be more careful. This was just a freak accident. No need for you to worry."
"Come, dear, let's get you into a hot bath and I'll be right along with the ice."
Stahma turned and walked away from Datak, her cold stare boring a hole through the sterile wall in front of her. Datak wasn't the only one with secrets. Unfortunately, Stahma's secrets could get her killed, but what Datak didn't know wouldn't hurt him, and this was one secret that she would take to the grave.
Datak wandered off to the bath, totally oblivious to his wife's thoughts and even more oblivious of her recent activity. He couldn't think about anything but Nolan. He knew it was bad. It could ruin everything he'd worked so hard for, but Datak just couldn't take a step back and look at it objectively. He was too close to the situation, too emotionally involved, and too in lust with Nolan to care about other matters.
Nolan was cleaning the office wall when Irisa entered the building. She'd heard the commotion and the thudding from outside. She wasn't surprised when she'd peeked in the window and seen her father fucking Datak Tarr up against the wall. It was always a matter of when, not if. So far, all her visions came ture in time. This one was no different. The only problem was that this vision could have long-term consequences. She never dreamed that Nolan would one day fall in love with a man, but that's exactly the path her vision was taking. Nolan would end up with Datak. It might not happen right away. It might not even be soon, but eventually, it would happen.
"Where have you been?" Nolan asked over his shoulder.
"Out patrolling with Tommy", Irisa replied. "What's wrong with the wall? I've never seen you clean anything before."
"Ah, I spilled coffee all over it. The cup slipped out of my hand."
"Oh," Irisa shrugged noncommittally.
"Is everything quiet out there?"
"It's a slow night. I'm going home and get some sleep. Are you coming?" Irisa asked.
"I'll be there shortly. Get some sleep, my girl. I know those dreams keep waking you up. You look tired."
"I sleep just fine. Don't worry about me. Worry about yourself. I'm not in danger."
"Am I?" Nolan asked his daughter.
Irisa didn't comment as she left the office. It wouldn't do her any good. Nolan made his choice when he took Datak. Now all she could do was wait and see how her vision played out.