Heya!
Because I'm taking my time with the smutty scene between Iason and Riki (and fighting with Essays for college) I'm going to post that lost data here! Its going to be up until the next chapter, because you all deserve a little smex and love from everyone. So this is a limited time only to read on ffnet, however, this will remain on my LJ for viewing as well.
This is that data I had to rewrite when I lost my USB (someone eventually handed it in :P)
Thank you for your support
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"Brad! Oi Brad!"
"Shurrup…"
"Brad!"
The voice was persistent in trying to wake him up, despite it being hissed in extremely hushed tones. Cracking one eye open Brad jumped to see two big brown eyes staring at him through the bars.
"You're awake!" Puppy grinned, wagging his tail softly.
Groggily sitting up, Brad glanced around himself, and saw that everyone was sound asleep, "what time is it?"
Still grinning, "Around 3am," Puppy said, messing with one of the locks on the door. Two were already undone, and the final one was nearly unlocked.
Sensing something was up, Brad snuck forward, "What's up? You are breaking us out?"
Shaking his head, Puppy glanced down at Brad, "No, just you, for a while. Leo wants to talk to you."
Pulling back in surprise, Brad cocked his head, "Why?" The last time he had spoken to Puppy was of an idea to escape the Blondies, but the little pup had just dismissed the idea. So why now did the pets seem interested in the escape? Or are they going to punish him for such ideas, without the others knowing? And how did they know that Brad wanted to talk to Leo? There were way too many questions.
"Because, Brad. Leo just returned from Sir Iason's side, and he never got to talk to you when I mentioned what you said to me earlier," Puppy finished with the locks, and gently swung the door open. "Come on, and stay close to me. Don't think about running."
Following the pet's orders, Brad clambered out of the Cell and stood next to the pet, waiting for him to lock up the Cell. One done, the pet turned to face Brad, wagging his tail, and motioned him to follow.
They walked down the silent aisle, making sure not to wake anyone, and made their way to the office where the pets stayed. Once they reached the door, Puppy turned and faced Brad once more.
"No loud voices and don't stare!" he whispered, turning to push the door slowly open. Light pooled from the room, but once both were inside, the door was closed, cutting off the light.
Inside the room Brad stared at the four pets. The two cats were sat a large table which was covered in papers, working out some calculations, the centaur was reclining on one of the cots, all his legs but one folded underneath his large body, the remaining front leg dangling over the cot's side, swinging back and forth.
The pet, Leo, was stood leaning against the far wall, where he was able to see everything which occurred in the room, and watch who entered and left. But rather than wearing the tattered rags, he was wearing just a plain black top and trousers, which left the rest of his body visible. His head was bent forward in the light, and with the dark covering of black hair, his face was not visible, but the two black ears which twitched towards Brad were. A long black tail flicked, catching Brad's attention, and he watched the black snake flick and twitch with awe.
"Stupid fuck is an eyesore, Wolf," Leo growled, causing Brad to look down at the floor, "But you said he was the one,"
The two cats stopped working and glanced at the Prisoner, their identical looks making it seem like there was a mirror between them both.
"This is Brad, Leo," Puppy approached the black leopard slowly, his tail still, ears flat against his head, "and he said he wants to escape, with all of us."
Before Brad could react, the Centaur leaned forward, "He's the one who mentioned something about leaving here. The one who made me think that…"he trailed off, eyes looking at the dark pet.
"Yeah, so…"Brad started, hoping he could get a word in, "I kinda figured that you guys don't willing serve the Blondies and thought that maybe, if we work together, we could all escape. I'm sure our planet will make room for you guys-"
"Make room for us?" The leopard chuckled, and his dark eyes glinted from beneath his hair, "Its so good to hear that we are welcomed among the humans," he growled low, "Especially since-"
"Dad!"
Brad turned sharply to face the person who just spoke, and was amazed to see it was Puppy, "Wait a sec, he's your Dad?"
Puppy glanced at Brad, and ignored him, "Pony doesn't like that kind of talk, and you know it!"
"Fuck, sorry man, I got wound up by those words from the Prisoner," Leo straightened up, and stalked towards the tense pet, resting his hand on the wavy silver hair, "I'm still sore from the past few days with the fucking prick. You okay?"
The centaur nodded slowly, "I'm fine; it's just hurts, the way he said that Earth will make room for us. The Earth is too pure for things like us to live on," he looked at Brad, "We can't go home, and we can't go to Earth. If we did, more blood will be spilt in the hunt for us, as we are not part of the Law."
Brad swallowed, "Fuck, what ever is up with you guys, you'd better spill it then. Because I can't help you, if you say nothing to me. Fuck, I want to be free, but if you guys are not part of the Law, then what are you part of? And I thought the Law only applied to Blondies and Humans? Seriously," he paused for breath, and then it dawned on him, "Fuck!"
Leo grinned, "Looks like it just hit him. Sorry mate," he looked at the centaur, "looks like he might have figured it out."
"It doesn't matter; let them think of us as they will. I'm still proud that I fought for my planet, before I became the enemy's toy."
"You were humans!" Brad exclaimed, connecting the dots, "No wonder the Blondies treat you like shit, and the way that Tiger was behaving in the Hall yesterday, and the way that, shit!" He looked at them, "Before the Law…"
The two cats came forward, "Keep this to yourself, kid, because who we are is of no importance. Just accept that we were humans, but we are not human anymore."
"Then why don't you help us? The Law was put in place last year, so there was plenty of time for you guys to find ways to help us from the inside!"
Leo sighed, "We can't help humans much, except to make sure that you stay alive in these Cells. And besides, how could we help when we've been captives ourselves."
Brad looked at Leo, trying to meet his eyes, "How long?" The leopard cocked his head in question, "How long have you been held as captives?"
"A few years, but enough of that. I want all thoughts of you guys trying to plan escape plans to be dropped," Leo hissed, placing a hand on his stomach, "So just sit tight until the war is over," he collapsed to his knees, "Fuck, get me another painkiller!" he snarled, his body shaking.
Brad watched in shocked silence as one of the cats, Kitty, rushed over with a mug of water and a tablet. The pet popped the white painkiller into his mouth and swallowed a gulp of water, and groaned, "Fucking Blondie prick, I'll kill him, kill him! Treats me like a toy, fuck, this toy has claws!"
"Time to go," Puppy whispered, tugging at Brad's arm, "Leo will kill you if you stay." He led the Prisoner out of the office and back to the Cell, "I'm sorry, but Leo and Pony have given up trying to go home. Ever since Sir Iason took Leo away and," he shook his head, "something happened to Leo."
The pet left Brad in Cell, and silently went back to the office, leaving Brad to try to make sense of what he had see.
So far all he could make sense was that the pet were humans captured before the Law came into effect, meaning that they were not protected from the Blondies as the humans were now. So the captured humans were experimented on, Brad realised, remembering what the Centaur said on one of the days Leo was gone. But something was holding them back, keeping them prisoner, despite their freedom to move about the Blondie's territory. And that something had to do with this Blondie Iason and Leo.
Remembering the red head and the Blondie then, remembering the violence the Blondie used on the pet, Brad flinched. That was their previous owner, Sir Raoul, the person who made them like that. Sitting on the cold floor, Brad shook his head.
"This is really complicated."
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This next scene was a killer to lose.
I'm glad I've got it back, but what to do with it...
Katze stirred, his head pounding in pain. Moving slowly, he heard the clink of chains once again. But this time, instead of being on a cold metallic floor, he was on a soft bed, with warm covers over him. Crawling up slowly out of the bed, Katze caught a glimpse of a golden mane of hair and froze, remembering the pain which came from the large hands, hands which made him into a creature with no life, but to serve.
"Do we always have to start like this, pet?" Raoul asked, miffed that again he had to wait for his pet to regain consciousness before he could do anything to the pet, his scientific mind warning him that his pet may have a concussion from the blows he had inflicted on the pet in his rage. Rage that the pet had drawn from him. It seemed like the human superstition of red head having fiery tempers may be true.
Katze ignored the Blondie, more focused on keeping his breathing steady, fear and rage already growing in his body. He could feel the aches on his body and the flick of his striped tail against his flesh. Looking down at his naked body, Katze glared at the new part of his body, which he had no complete control over. He paused. He was naked.
Moving around sharply, Katze turned to glare at the Blondie who had most likely undressed him, "I'm beneath you, so why do you touch me constantly?" he growled, his golden eyes landing on the deep blue eyes that stared back at him.
"I have the right to touch my own possessions do I not," The Blondie sighed, rising from his chair which was placed at the foot of the bed.
Moving round the bed, Raoul approached his pet cautiously, knowing that the feral feline was just like how the leopard was before he was tamed through chains and sexual frustration. The result was a broken pet, which Iason now had. A pet which responded to touch as he was taught, however, the mean streak in him had been snuffed out. Something he did not want to happen to his beautiful Katze. The fire behind those golden eyes was something he was fascinated by.
Seeing the Blondie was creeping slowly towards him, Katze leaned away, only to have his head pulled closer to the Blondie because of the chain. The chain which was in the Blondie's hand. The collar bit into Katze's neck, as he tried to jerk away from the enemy, but all he got was more pain from his aching head.
"Don't fight me Katze," The Blondie warned, bringing his own head closer to the pet's face, "You're mine, just as Riki is Iason's." and as he said that, he claimed the resisting red head's mouth, biting at the soft lips, forcing his pet's mouth open so that he could fully claim his pet's mouth, thrusting his tongue in.
Finding the sensation both pleasing and disgusting, Katze recoiled, clawing at the large chest which moved over him, trying to push the Blondie off him, breathing hard through his nose.
Feeling the red head's nails bite into his chest through his clothes, Raoul growled against Katze's lips, and reached down to grab Katze's manhood, stroking it softly, causing the pet to cease his struggled, and arch his body into Raoul's chest, trying to escape from the feelings caused by the Blondie.
Breaking the kiss, Raoul licked at the tender spot on Katze's neck, sucking on it as his pet twisted his body round onto his stomach in an effort to escape. He allowed the pet feel that he had some control in escaping the Blondie's grasp, but that was short lived and Raoul tightened his grip, making Katze yelp in half pain and pleasure, "Stop! Fuck!"
Grinning at the pet's discomfort, Raoul pushed his pet down, and yanked up his hips, pleased to see the tail was already curling itself around his arm, "Good pet, that's it," he whispered, as he started to lick at Katze's behind, making the pet moan and push his hips backwards.
Having a hand holding onto his now straining erection, and Raoul's tongue thrusting into him, Katze didn't know what to think, except that he needed to cum, and soon.
Preparing his pet for his entry, Raoul enjoyed enticing the lewd noises from Katze, running his free hand down the pet's spine, feeling the soft skin against his finger tips. When his fingers reached the base of the red and black tail, he gently pulled on it, stroking the join, where he knew the pet was most sensitive. Hearing the delectable cries from his pet, Raoul knew it was time.
Unfastening his trousers and stroking his own erection, the Blondie leaned over the pet, his hand no gripping the pet's neck, forcing down onto the sheets, "That's it, good boy," he soothed, making Katze relax, for a moment, before he thrust himself in to the hilt.
The cry from Katze was ear splitting, but was silenced by him biting the sheets in agony. Remaining still, to allow his pet to get used to his size, Raoul gently bit at the auburn ear, making it twitch , as he stroked his pet's erection gently, but holding him from his release.
When he felt the muscles around him loosen, he began to move, trying to bury himself in deeper with every strong thrust. With each thrust, Katze cried out, tears running down his face in shame and pain, "No, get…out," he cried, turning his head to face towards the Blondie who was leaning over him. Their eyes met, and Raoul took advantage, slipping his tongue into the partly open gasping mouth of his pet, whilst thrusting deeply into the soft warmth of Katze.
Nearing his release, Raoul quickly brought Katze closer to his own, and with one final thrust, they both came, Katze seed spilling into his palm. Exhausted, Katze laid still underneath the Blondie, breathing in large gulps of air. Sitting up, Raoul looked over his pet, and smiled to his self, "You're mine, Katze, despite being a creature that is below all us Blondies. Mine only."
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...It was annoying to write and annoying to lose...
Jupiter sighed, as she read another report, only just recently sent from Sir Gideon. The plans for Sector 12 which she had discussed with Iason over only a mere week ago proved to be fruitful. The retreating human ships had been finally cornered, forced to surrender to the Blondies. Several hundred captives had been taken in, along with one human who may prove to be of high value for negotiations with the Human Federation Leaders, in order to get a handful of her own Blondies and Sir Fresia returned to her side. Of course, the humans had no idea that she existed, and code named her A.I for they received all transmissions via computer software.
Laughing softly at the thought, she pushed a stray piece of hair away from her face. The humans were so humorous in their assumptions, as well as in personality. Especially that Centaur which Sir Raoul created from the dying body of the human that Sir Gideon brought from the battle ground.
He was so beautiful, and so unique, yet he loathed living and hated Sir Raoul with passion. Taking him under observation, Jupiter remembered how the creature conducted himself in her presence, being the perfect pet. But she pushed him too hard, made him rebellious, through her childish demands. That was when she realised that broken things could be fixed. Which was why she warned Sir Iason, hoping that he would heed her warning and wouldn't push his pets too far. Heavens forbid what may happen if the wild leader decided to fight back, as he did with her, and he had a large army behind him if he ever saw the need to escape. A loyal army of humans.
Sir Raoul had broken the humans which Sir Iason now had in his possession, but what of his own little secret. A secret which was now open to all. The beautiful little red-head who bared his fangs as Riki once did. He was not broken, not yet at least, but he stilled caused a stir in the Hall. What if the humans took advantage of this lapse? What if the pets saw a chance to escape, or worse, attack from the inside?
Thinking of these scenarios, Jupiter sighed, tossing the report to the side. It was just too complicated, and she had the Blondie who was due to arrive to blame. The Blondie who took upon himself to bring the six humans into their territory. But then again, who would have thought that the Law would have been passed only a couple years after.
The great door of the sanctum opened with a hiss.
Looking up at the entrance, she saw her Blondie, Sir Gideon bow respectfully and then enter, carrying in an unconscious human in his arms. The door slid shut behind him.
"Another creature which took your fancy, Sir Gideon?" Jupiter mused, prancing forward to get a better look at the human. If Sir Gideon chose a human and brought him to her, then either the creature was of great importance for the war, or a spoil to viewed privately. It seemed that this time it was the former, "Who is he?"
"Admiral Guy of Bison," Sir Gideon supplied, " is the fourth son of General Pitzburg of the Human Federation Leaders, led several human battled into victory, and fought with Commander Riki for several years before the battle on the moon," he paused, "through thorough interrogation of the lower officers, we learned that Guy was a good friend with Riki, and has never given up searching for him."
Surprised at the information that Sir Gideon had provided her with, Jupiter signalled for the Blondie to lower the body to the floor so that she could examine him herself.
Following her silent command, the Blondie gently lowered the human to floor, laying him down at the child's feet. Taking a closer look at the human, she noticed that the creature still held a charm which fascinated her.
Long chocolate brown hair, tied and looped through a primitive cap, smooth pale skin and defined facial features. Dressed in a rugged uniform, which had by far seen much better days, the human was handsome.
Reaching for his face with her small hands, Jupiter turned the human to face her, looking at him with curiosity, her large blue eyes taking in the small scars by his eyes, the smooth pale skin, which was lined with dirt and grease.
"I had him cleaned up before bringing him to you, my Lady Jupiter," Sir Gideon bowed noticing her distasteful look at the dirt on the human, "But he is not perfectly clean as of yet. Once we take him to the Hall, the guards will deal with him."
Glancing up, Jupiter frowned, a small crease of skin appearing between her two perfectly shaped brows, "You said this human was associated with the commander, so why would we send him there? Unless," she paused, smiling, "Do you not know the new arrangements with the Hall?"
Raising his head to look at the esteemed leader before him, Sir Gideon kept a passive face, "New arrangements? I'm afraid that with all this war fare, I've had no time to read meagre reports on changing of guards and all other small details which may have happened in my absence, for which I apologise." He lowered his head, blonde hair falling forward, covering his face.
Looking over her Blondie, Jupiter smiled, "I understand how you do not want to get involved in the minor details of policies going on here, and would rather focus your attention on the warfare you are dealing with, but do try to stay in touch with some of the new changes."
Well, I hope you all enjoy this read.
I know it was good, which is why I was really depressed when I lost it (the katze scene mainly).
This lasts until I finish the next chapter, Memories.
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