Iason sought a change of scenery and chose one of the smaller plateaus of the Court, proceeding to strip Riki naked the moment they landed on its large, weaved bed-seat, the canopies and silk draperies left open to the breeze. Between the posts and its stringed jewelled trimmings, the Master began to make love to his Pet, whispering his deep sense of affection, refusing to let the other take him on all fours as the Blondie wanted to see the reactions forming on his face as they progressed, as he thrust upwards into Riki's willing body on top.
Over one of the pools on the plateau, the Main of the Palace was visible, it's glass and smaller domes, some surrounding balconies and rooms lit by the late sunset filtering through. Somebody walked its interior earlier, but who among the triplets it was, the lovers had not bothered. They were much too caught up in the moment, Riki's mouth watering at the attentions he was receiving, eyes falling shut as the Blondie rammed into him.
Some things had changed in the way all this loving was being done. Riki noticed that there existed now in the Blondie a certain feel that was absent before, making Iason more like a human lover than the artificial machine that he was supposed to be, or was it because they were the same now that he could feel him this way? Who knew? He has not seen Raoul yet to confirm anything.
"Ah-haah-hhah…" but damn the sex rocked!
It was perfect and the epitome of bliss few if none have ever experienced, making Riki agree that if there was a degree higher than Cloud Nine, this was it - all the time.
"Iason...m-more! More!"
Demanding. Each time it happened the Pet found himself yearning so much, as if he couldn't get enough of the way Iason satisfied him. Sometimes he felt as if he was developing satyriasis tendencies in his craving for that touch, although that would be far from the truth: for he only desired to do it with Iason and could imagine no one else holding him now but the Blondie. Not even with the Furniture would he relieve himself, choosing the skill of his hands instead if it came to the punch…
Iason had already sheathed himself deep inside Riki and was now working splendidly towards the Pet's climax, but a beeping was interrupting their coitus, making him wonder who on earth could be responsible for the intrusion.
"Damn this," muttered the Blondie, as he willed a connection with the communication lines. But instead of shutting it off, to Riki's horror, Iason aimed to activate it.
"You're going to - aahhn! - answer that!?"
Even as the Pet gave word to his protests, he continued to melt, the Blondie lifting himself to bite a nipple and making the other stutter, Riki's eyes rolling to the back of his head as the hard - and large - appendage penetrated deeply within him.
With the line opened, the form of Orphe Zavi materialized somewhere on the tranquil pool, making him look like an Adonis standing on the clear water, his virtual self immediately quirking a brow at the sight he had chanced upon.
Sex between a Master and his Pet, among elites, were naturally unheard of, and like any sensible Blondie, Orphe had the tendency to shun its rumours as immediately unbecoming, yet Iason was the sort to hold no fear in his admittance of, and yes, in show that it indeed happens between him and Riki. In the past and at present. He was never one to deny or confirm it when it was yet a clandestine affair, and he was open to discussing it now especially that the sex was a staple to being the Neu-Lord. Their union allowed them to access the System.
"Had I called in such bad timing?" came the other Blondie's query, and was about to suggest he'd just call back when Iason gave it a dismissive grunt.
"Iason! Aahhhmn…"
The Exclusive's exuberant exhibition would shame other pets, Orphe thought. Or was it more to the credit of Iason who now, thanks to allowing the other Blondie to witness, apparently adored working his Riki to much of an irrepressible euphoria.
"Not...really..." Iason modulated his panting as he continued to thrust up, his and his Pet's bodies merged now obviously although the only visible organ was the Exclusive's penis, bobbing full, before Iason fisted it and pumped. "What is it?"
Riki cried out, hands out to stop the superior Blondie and disengage but the latter held his wrists easily with his other hand, effortlessly trapping him there as the pounding continued.
Orphe just cleared his throat then and proceeded. "Well...an S-class Pet Auction has been sanctioned in Midas and an invitation has been extended to the Council. They asked for your attendance personally. And your Pet's. Gideon will likewise be displaying his latest breeds...in your honour."
Iason toppled Riki over, shifting positions so he may reach even deeper into his Pet, pinning him effortlessly, treating Orphe to a clear view of his massive machine grinding in and out of that tightly-clenching orifice, the awareness of being watched making Riki conscious and Iason want to push that consciousness off the edge. No use to be ashamed, but Riki's reactions were tad virginal.
Orphe just shook his head and sighed in exasperation. He's seen Pet coupling, but never an exclusive one. It was somehow odd to see an elite of their own class - Iason no less - having sex and enjoying every bit of it. Yet they do make a hot couple. Indeed. Sexdroids would be put to shame at such a display.
On the other hand, Iason pondered momentarily. So after a couple of years, Academy Pets will once more make their stunning appearances? In his honour? What could that mean? "Is that so?" He rammed Riki to the hilt.
"Oh gods Iason!" the Pet writhed, a panting beauty, making Iason chuckle as he continued to grind right on in, playing with his shaft and shifting so he hits him perfectly every time.
"I don't - think - Riki will - approve," said the Master in between his shoves, appearing to be utterly merciless, pulling his Pet to top again and letting his Exclusive impale himself. Riki drowned. Penis fisted and pumped harder, he climaxed, arching, throwing his head back, mouth falling open in another beautiful cry of pleasure.
"Stunning reaction don't you think Orphe?" quizzed the superior Blondie, testing the other's personal opinions, knowing that he, like most, will not say anything offensive. It was a fact that not all of his brothers were used to the scenario the exclusivity had brought. It had been a major change in the caste.
"The Exclusive is a beauty, I must admit," Orphe shared but not without some manner of dry humour, sighing again, this time in relief, as he watched Riki collapse, breathless and satiated, burying his head against Iason's shoulder in a manner of shame.
The Pet cursed his lover for putting him through with this, the Master just laughing at that. "I would have to decline," then replying to his waiting brother.
As opposed to his Pet, Neu-Jupiter still appeared composed, and was a complete sight of control, able to make a complete conversation despite hammering his consort to the limits. It made Orphe swallow.
"I see."
"Iason, wait…" it was Riki. The Pet had managed to lift half-lidded eyes, whispering. "Let's go."
This surprised the Master, "Are you sure?" Orphe had not heard that.
Iason only felt Riki nod against him, then hiding his face again, staying still. There was silence for some time, before any points of argument were dismissed and the conversation picked up between Blondies.
"Orphe, when is the event?" Neu-Jupiter spoke finally.
"In two days time."
"All right then, inform them of my acceptance."
That caught Orphe off guard but he remedied the situation with a nod.
"Of course..."
Small farewells were exchanged before the virtual image faded into nothing, ending the conversation, Orphe from the other end taking a seat as he seemed to have been overwhelmed by what had just happened.
He was glad however, that the communicate terminated in a positive way for him, who had since been pestered because Iason had turned down all the invitations he'd selected for him, worried that the heir apparent was going to be rejecting his social responsibilities further than he should, really.
At least this was one event he agreed upon. If only he'd agree to all others.
"Maybe I should catch them having sex more often when I ask," the Blondie laughed.
"Why the sudden change of heart? You detested these gatherings," Iason had to ask Riki when they were alone once more.
The sun had just disappeared, bathing the dome of Eos Tower Two with the last of its pastel light. Somewhere, the triplets had begun to close their home part-way, flipping virtual switches on to ready the Palace for the night. The surveillance drones have been deployed to the outer shell as the rest of the other means to enter the dominion were closed out and sealed, the mandatory lock-up when both Masters were already inside already taking effect. Such was the efficiency of the Furniture of the Mink Household.
"Because...maybe you wanted to go," Riki fiddled, making it obvious that there was another reason behind this said change of heart.
Although it was a good start. This was a step back into reality and an opportunity to coax Riki out of the womb of isolation he'd made for himself. But still, there was something behind all this surely.
"Liar," and suddenly, the Blondie fisted his hair. "You want to request a visit to Ceres don't you? My, you actually listened to Katze."
Call it instinct, or the smart summary of some evident observation. After all, this was only logical as the Pet seemed to have been seen often staring towards the direction of the Slums after a day of flying around in his Palatial cage. Earlier, in fact, he had been staring at it before the Blondie toppled him over.
"The truth Pet."
"Yes. I was."
There was no use denying it. He would ask sooner or later so might as well. The Master's grip loosened.
"There was no need really. To ask it from me," Iason admitted, in fact, had asked Katze in advance to search Ceres for the Pet's old gang, only to keep it a secret for now. There was some bad news the last he checked. "I was already planning to take you there."
This surprised Riki. "You were? When?"
"At the moment, perhaps right after the Pet Auction. And after you get your citizen's number implanted."
Riki almost forgot about that. He was to receive his own Identification Number tomorrow, alongside the check-up he'd requested the past week. He'd protested about getting the chip, stating that he already had a Pet Ring to begin with, but Iason insisted that being Pet and citizen were two entirely different things. Being Exclusive was likewise another issue in reality.
Riki's identity was already a mash-up, a unique breed resulting from the marriage of three or more statuses that the Council deemed a further provision of separation for him and his Master was in order. The Jupiter List already had its own unique ID since its creation, but it will be further acknowledged with the embedding of the Jupiter Mark, a specialized and complicated serialization for the two, Riki to obtain his tomorrow, Iason still yet to decide when he'd get his own altered.
"Can't I get it when you get it?"
"No. And don't argue with me."
Riki sighed. "Tomorrow then," and peacefully conceded, but eyed Iason with an uncharacteristic pout. "You'll really let me go to Ceres this time?"
The Blondie ran his fingers against the skin of his Pet's cheek. He could not believe how much they had endured, how far they had come. "Yes. Anywhere for you, my beloved. But remember your restrictions."
Riki scowled, which also meant that he better not go looking for the ghost of his old lover while he was there when the time came. "Don't you remind me always?"
Iason laughed at that again, in a good mood, glad that the thought of Guy and the mention of him had never crossed their reality since they've awakened into it. Which was absolutely ideal. Because he could care less what had happened to his Pet's former flame...Riki must likewise feel the same.
"You really are about the only one who can talk like that to a Blondie," Iason whispered, before pulling in his beloved for a kiss. Riki obliged, much too happy.
There was no reason to fear. Even if the Master allowed him the visit to his old home, he knew that the Pet only loved him. No need for petty leads or the shock of a Pet Ring, for some manner of proving it like he'd done when Bison caught up with them at Apatia. Riki belonged to Neu-Jupiter and it will stay like this. The kiss ended.
Iason sobered. "We don't need to make an appearance at the Pet Auction," the Blondie declared and he meant it. There was no need for any mandatory or obligatory attendance to anything from now on. His Exclusive will not be denied his freedom in this case, because it was one of the things he knew that made his beloved happy.
Riki shook his head, "Let's still go."
Iason had that wondering expression, truly caught off guard "Why's that?" that he had to clarify if he'd heard it correctly.
"You're Jupiter, and I'm the Pet that needs to be by your side," Riki replied. "Besides…we've been fucking for years now, but you've never really taken me out on a date."
At that, the Blondie quirked a brow.
"Really now?"
The Pet continued, "This could be like our first date."
Iason found that to be incredible. Never out on a date? Perhaps. Well, in fact it made good sense, as it was off to bed for them both when they were together. Now that the Blondie thought of it, they've never really had any formal dinner or trip out. He often dragged his Pet to these things didn't he? And those had been to soirees and coming out balls in the past.
"But I don't think there's a need for any."
"Hey. Don't blame your complete lack of romanticism on me!" Riki flared, very mongrel-like.
The Blondie kissed him again, and heatedly, suddenly rolling them over, the Pet realising his lover was still hard, and had not in fact pulled out from where he was buried inside of him. The Master gave him that hungry look.
"My turn," he licked his lips. "Time for you to earn my permission to visit Ceres."
Iason began thrusting in, Riki arching and struggling again but was effectively trapped within the Blondie's grasp, a trapped animal about to be screwed over again.
"I thought...han-ha-hahh...there was...hng...no need!?"
"I don't recall uttering such nonsense," smiled his Master, a glint of apparent deviousness.
Riki could only whine and stammer, "B-Bastard!"
Yuri: this would be my last update on the story for the week or the month, who knows. One, because 'real world' work has caught up with me and, Two, I have two other stories that are in need of their last chapters so I can close them. Once done, I will update the next chapters for Cinco. I'm having way too much fun here that I want to concentrate on it more. But that needs to wait until next time. :)
Thank you for the lovers, for flooding my Inbox much. And for that allow me to answer some of your questions:
1.) Yeah, I'm also curious when the remake will resume if they ever will. Budget issues, hehehe. Otherwise, let's contend with the four.
2.) For that other guy who asked where I read the novel, one word, Polish. It wasn't a pleasant experience. :'(
3.) Why a male Jupiter? Because I'm the female writing a yaoi fanfic.
4.) Another love triangle? It's there. Just wait. :')
5.) Guy re-appearing? Hmmm...that depends on Katze?
6.) When's the Pet Auction chapter? Patience. It's in this part.
7.) War? Hahaha...you'd be surprised.
Anyway, that's about all that I can respond to for now. Thank you again guys for reading. See you in the next chapter.
*Official on hiatus mode*