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Hello people, I've tried to get back to the fan fiction writing scene and I've managed to write another chapter to PAR thank god alongside my assignments and an original I'm attempting to finish. So please read and review and thank you to all of you loyal followers and to those who have found my story.

This is Fantasydotcom82, trying to return to fandom :D Over and Out :D

~Memories~

They were in the bedroom again.

Turning to face the Blondie who had made him enter the chamber once more, Riki hissed in anger when the smirk on the bastard's face revealed that the Blondie relished the idea of tormenting him so. His tail twitching has his emotions raised, Riki nearly snarled when the Blondie stepped closer.

Not sure of the man's intentions, Riki stepped back, his hair on the back of his neck standing on its ends. No, he knew what was going to happen, from the moment he stepped into the chambers and heard the locking mechanism click into place; he knew.

Flinching, Riki tried to keep his cool, when Iason's gloved hand unexpectedly reached out to caress his face; his eyes boring into the ice cold blue eyes which stared deeply into him. A subtle clink of chains made Riki look down and realise that with his other hand, the Blondie had skillfully attached the golden leash to his collar. He was now trapped.

"Stop playing around, and get on with it!" Riki snapped as the Blondie made no attempt to restrain him further, even though those blue eyes held him in place.

"A pet should not wait, but must act as he was trained," Iason drawled, his smirk vanishing, "Don't make me want to discipline you, pet."

Shuddering at the coldness in the Blondie's tone, Riki made another attempt to move away, but the leash was too short and pulled him back. Hissing between his teeth as his ears flattened against his head, Riki gripped the chain and tried to pull it from the Blondie's grasp.

"My, my," Iason softly chuckled as he released the chain leash, causing the pet to tumble backwards onto the bed, "It seems that you want to disciplined by me, my pet."

A little bit disorientated from the fall onto the bed, Riki snarled, "If you want to fuck, then let's fuck," he glared up at Iason, "But don't treat me like a fucking toy!"

"A toy?" Iason laughed softly as he came closer, his body towering the small pet. Seeing the Blondie inch closer, Riki pulled back again, not liking the memories which filled his mind when the Blondie had last held his body. His tail twitched anxiously as long fingers reached to knead his flesh and slowly stripped him.

Naked and exposed to the Blondie, Riki snarled in warning when Iason's touch came closer to his most sensitive regions. Ignoring him, Iason stroked Riki's limp length until he began to harden in his palm, soft whimpers replacing the harsh growls from earlier. Not sure whether to enjoy or to despise the sensations the Blondie was bringing out from his body, Riki twisted his body away, trying the escape from Iason's clutches.

"S-stop, p-please," Riki panted as he felt himself nearing the edge,his whole form trembling with strain, "I-I'm close."

"Not yet," Iason softly whispered into Riki's furry ear, making it twitch and quiver even more as he tightened his grip on the human's cock, holding him still, "We'll come together." Smirking at Riki's aghast face, Iason slipped his fingers between Riki's cheeks and into him.

"Get out!" Riki snapped as he weakly tried to pull his body away even more, only to be yanked onto his stomach, leaving his rear end completely exposed to the Blondie. Attempting to hinder the Blondie's action, he flicked his tail at Iason, only to have it sharply bitten. Crying out in shock and pain, Riki glanced back with tears in his eyes as ice cold blue eyes scolded him silently.

"Wait, pet," Iason whispered as he prepared Riki for his entry, "It will feel good like before."

Before, Riki hissed as he remembered before the war, when he and the Blondie first met; the gentle kisses and soft caresses, enough to send his body trembling for the Blondie's touch. Now the softness was almost a faint memory and in its place was the cold reality of master and pet.

"Hell it will!" Riki snapped, angry with the way his body was responding to the probing fingers, "It will never be like before!"

Iason paused, a frown forming on his forehead as he realised to what Riki was referring to. No, he silently agreed, it will never be like before when he treated the commander with such softness in order to gain his affections. His seduction would have been complete if it was not for that unnecessary situation which the former World Leader and his aides had caused between them and his Queen.

Removing his fingers, Iason positioned himself for entry. At least now he had the Commander, and he refused to ever let him go again; he had feared that in the early battles he had lost him to the brutality of the war. But now here was Riki now belonging only to him. Never would Iason allow himself to feel such fear again, and with that in mind, Iason thrust himself into the soft moistness of his beloved pet.