Not Like Him

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It was around nine o'clock when Riki finally started feeling better. He had skipped breakfast and lunch so his stomach was growling loudly. Iason had called and ordered Daryl to fix Riki something to eat earlier and now he was feeling happier. Sometimes being a pet did have its perks. Riki patted his stomach with a smug grin on his face. Iason had been called into a meeting suddenly and Daryl was informed to go ahead and get Riki prepared for bed. Although the mongrel had no intention of going to sleep yet he allowed Daryl to bathe him and dress him for sleep. Finally, when Daryl had left him alone to his thoughts, Riki found himself curled up inside of a big and cold bed. He was surprised at himself for actually missing the warm body that was Iason. Riki rubbed his eyes and propped himself up on his pillow. His body was shaking and he wished Iason was there to kiss him and hold him close. "No, this can't be happening. I don't miss him that much. Do I?" Riki tangled his hair in his fingers. Obsidian eyes wandered over to the empty side of the bed. He sighed sadly. "Damn. I guess I am missing him." Riki sat up a moment longer before deciding to call Daryl and ask him for some cognac. Iason didn't approve of drinking before bedtime but he wasn't there right now. So Riki shrugged and phoned Daryl.

"Is everything okay Sir Riki?" Daryl's gentle voice was comforting to hear. Riki coughed. No I miss Iason, he thought. "Umm, yeah everything's fine. I just wanted you to bring me a glass of cognac." Daryl gasped audibly. "Master Iason doesn't allow drinking at bedtime. What about some chamomile tea?" Riki rolled his eyes. "How about I punch you in the neck? Bring me my cognac." Daryl coughed and whispered an apology. "I'll be up there in a bit. Is that okay?" Riki absently cracked his knuckles. "Yeah that's fine. Oh and another thing." Daryl made an irritated sound. "What Sir Riki?" The mongrel laughed and said, "Thanks Dar. And don't take the threat to seriously kay?" Daryl cracked a smile on the other side of the phone. "Whatever you say Sir Riki. Good night." Riki mumbled a good bye and hung up. Daryl could be so sensitive. He placed the phone back on the nightstand and placed his hands behind his head. Now it was time to play the waiting game. It was a full twenty minutes before Riki heard the door creak open. He kept his eyes closed. "Thanks Daryl you can sit it on the nightstand." "I am afraid you have me confused my pet. It is Iason that stands before you." Riki opened his eyes and was greeted with the sight of Iason standing in the doorway with slacks and a shirt on while holding a tray. He grinned at the black haired man.

"I thought you had a meeting." Iason closed the door and walked over to Riki. "I did have one. It wasn't as long as the other ones usually are." He placed the tray on the nightstand and took a seat beside Riki. He leaned over to place a quick peck on his pet's cheek. Riki didn't bother to wipe it away. "You call four hours short?" Iason busied himself with removing his shoes and socks. "I never said it was short. It wasn't as long as the others." Riki snorted and reached for his cup. He found himself confused when the familiar smell of alcohol wasn't present. "I told Daryl to bring me a cognac." Iason unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it onto a chair. "I know. I walked in on the conversation but he didn't notice me until sometime afterwards." Riki huffed. "You always do this. What's wrong with tipping the bottle before I sleep?" Iason looked at Riki. "Alcohol consumed before sleeping will make you restless. Not that you'll be sleeping anyway." Riki gulped down the water before turning to look at Iason. "Say what now?" The Blondie laughed.

He took the glass from Riki and placed it on the nightstand. Iason slowly began pushing Riki down so that he would lie on his back. Perhaps tonight if Iason was gentle, Riki would allow him to penetrate him rather than force himself upon him. When Riki laid down on his back, Iason saw hope in his dream. He crawled up to him and straddled Riki. They stayed that way for a while, staring each other in the eye. Suddenly without warning, Riki leaned up and kissed Iason's bare chest. The Blondie looked down at his pet and raised an eyebrow. "Did you miss me love?" Riki turned his head to the side. "So what if I did? What's it to you?" Iason smiled and ran his fingers across Riki's clothed torso. "It's everything to me." He leaned down and placed a kiss on the mongrel's plump lips. He swirled his tongue on the plump lips before they slowly opened to accept him. It was a different feeling to kiss Riki. It didn't feel forced or like Riki was pulling away. If he wasn't mistaken, the man was leaning into the kiss. Iason turned his head to the side and stuck his tongue nearly down Riki's throat which made the man moan. He gripped Iason's waist and moaned a bit louder. Their tongues swirled full of heat and passion. Every moment was euphoric. They finally pulled apart as breath was essential.

Riki's face was flushed and he was idly grinding against Iason's bottom. The older man noticed. "Do you want me that badly?" Riki moaned and nodded. Iason smiled before seating his full weight against Riki's hips. He could feel the semi-hard erection through the pants. "Mmm, I feel your desire my pet." Riki grunted and turned his head to the side. "Aren't you gonna fuck me?" Iason laughed again before slowly unbuttoning the night shirt Riki slept in. He locked his blue eyes onto Riki's midnight ones as he sensually licked his lips and grinded against Riki's erection. The mongrel did his best to not give in completely to Iason but the grinding was taking him there. He nearly yelled when he felt warmth enclose his left nipple. "Agh, Iason." Riki arched his back into Iason and he began moaning. His manhood was now erect and the strain against his pants was unbearable. Not to mention the sight of Iason's own manhood tenting his pants. "Damnit Iason, I don't want any foreplay. Agh!" The Blondie had begun sucking on his neck. Iason used his hands to unbutton Riki's pants and as his fingers encircled his penis he bit down on Riki's neck. "Oww Iason." Riki gasped and gripped his master's waist. Iason apologized by licking and kissing the small wound. Riki smiled and ran his fingers through Iason's hair. He thought he felt Iason smirk against his neck. He had no time to think because Iason was now trailing burning hot kisses and licks down his torso. Riki could only imagine the numerous hickies that would be on his stomach. Daryl would notice those for sure.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Iason lavishing his body with affection. A smooth hand was tweaking his nipples while the other pleasured him through his clothing. "Mmm, Iason. Oh yes. It feels good." Riki was breathless as Iason suckled and kissed everywhere. He only opened his eyes when he felt his underwear and pants being slid down his legs in one fluid movement. Above him, Iason was looking at Riki in all his naked glory. The light sheen of sweat on his forehead seemed beautiful even as Iason admired him. "So pretty." Riki turned his head to the side and blushed. He smiled when he felt two fingers sliding up his body. He didn't hesitate to open his mouth when they rubbed across his lips. He swirled his tongue around them and began to suck them. "Mmmmm," Riki moaned while he sucked Iason's fingers. A sharp gasp from Iason let him know that he was doing well and for some reason, he wanted to keep pleasing Iason. He wrapped a hand around Iason's wrist and began sucking Iason's fingers harder. He pressed them to the back of his throat while caressing Iason's long arm. The Blondie moaned and began rubbing himself through his slacks. The tent in his pants had become more pronounced and he was ready to be inside Riki. Using his free hand, he pulled his pants and underwear down off his body. Iason tossed them carelessly onto the floor. Daryl would get them tomorrow.

Iason leaned forward and kissed Riki's forehead. He gently pulled his fingers from Riki's mouth and through half-lidded eyes he spoke to Riki. "I love you so much." The mongrel grinned and reached up to caress Iason's cheek. The Blondie smiled before he huskily commanded Riki to lift his legs. When Iason got sight of that little puckered hole practically calling for him, he smiled. Without warning he stuck both of his saliva coated fingers inside of Riki. "Ahhhhh! Fuck!" Riki screamed out and arched his back. Iason had lain with Riki long enough to know where Riki's sweet spot was. When he crooked his fingers to the left, he was immediately greeted with a shaking of Riki's legs. Riki bit his lip and hollered out something intangible. His breath hitched and Iason smiled. Riki didn't need much preparation.

Iason removed his fingers and smirked at the whining sound Riki made. Iason touched his face. "I'll fill you up with something much better." Riki grinned like a drunk and stuck out his tongue. Iason greedily sucked it into his mouth while he rubbed pre-cum on his own penis. Without warning he entered Riki. The mongrel threw his head back and wrapped his hands around Iason's neck. Immediately Iason pulled out and thrust back in sharply. He made certain to hit Riki's prostate with every thrust. "Oh yes! Right there! Keep doing it there! Oh Iason!" Riki screamed out for Iason and thrust back against the man with every pump. The Blondie gripped the pillows beneath him and moaned out his own contentment.

They stayed that way for nearly an hour; Iason roughly slamming into Riki and the mongrel yelling out for Iason. It was euphoric. Suddenly Riki felt his orgasm grip him. There was a warm feeling in the pit of his stomach and he begged Iason to do him faster and harder. Iason complied and the oaken headboard of the bed slammed against the wall repeatedly with a dull thud. Riki could feel himself getting closer. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Suddenly Riki gave a strangled cry. "Iason!" His body curved painfully and his legs began to spasm. He twitched and clawed at Iason's back until he finally clung onto the Blondie as he rode out his orgasm. He gasped loudly when he heard Iason growl and felt a warm sticky substance fill him. "Riki," Iason breathed out his name. Without warning, they collapsed onto the bed in a tangled heap of limbs and sweat. Neither one wanted to move from the arms of the other. It was a euphoric feeling that had enveloped them both.

After Iason and Riki had gathered enough strength to untangle themselves, they now laid cuddled up to each other. Iason was asleep with his head on Riki's stomach and the mongrel was absently twirling strands of blond hair around his fingers. He also found himself thinking about Guy. It was random really, but it happened to come up. He couldn't remember any time Guy had made love to him in the way Iason had done tonight. Neither could he remember the last time he had cuddled with Guy. It was something that Guy didn't like doing. I don't need to cuddle for you to know I love you, Riki remembered him saying. It hurt his feelings every time he heard that but he couldn't make Guy do anything he didn't want to do. Perhaps that's what made it worse. The fact that Guy never wanted any bonding time with Riki after sex. It made him feel like a cheap whore.

Riki's eyes wondered to Iason's sleeping form. Iason was different. He liked holding Riki close and kissing his forehead. When they weren't arguing, Iason was actually pleasant. He was different from Guy. He was a little bit more loving than Guy was in some ways. And considerate as well. He wasn't better than Guy was he? In some respects he was though. Riki sighed and closed his eyes. He didn't feel like thinking now. He wanted rest. "He's not like Guy. He's far from him." With that, Riki closed his eyes.

CHAPTER DONE

A.N.: I gotta get used to making sex scenes. I been out the game for a while but I'm back now.