WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A SLASH LEMON! PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.
Chapter 6 – Repercussions
Sparkling angel, I couldn't see
Your dark intentions, your feelings for me.
"Do you understand that what you did was very dangerous?" Master Fung asked, looking down at Raimundo.
"Yes, sir." Rai replied, hanging his head. He'd been dreading this conversation ever since Clay warned him about it; fortunately, Master Fung had been considerate enough to not bring up Raimundo's feelings for Jack. He'd simply scolded him for being so foolish as to break into Chase Young's lair and steal from him. Also he wasn't supposed to use any wu when he didn't know its full abilities. Raimundo nodded and apologised repeatedly, promised it would never happen again and agreed to do double chores for a week. He also agreed to take personal responsibility for Jack while he was staying with them, and to make sure no shen-gong-wu were stolen in that time.
Master Fung kept it relievingly short, and dismissed the young Brazilian with a list of chores to be completed.
"I still don't understand why Raimundo would waste the resurrection stone on Spicer." Kimiko muttered, she hadn't really understood the explanation Clay relayed to her. "Is there something about him we don't know?" The only thoughts that came to her were very unlikely; had Jack saved Rai at some point that none of them knew about? Was Jack going to help them defeat evil? Maybe the two of them were related…
"I think he just took it a little worse than the rest of us." Clay mused, "And I suppose if I were given the chance to save a kid's life, I'd take it."
"Even if that kid was Spicer?" Kimiko put a disbelieving expression on her face, but in all honesty she was starting to understand what Clay was saying.
"Yeah, I think I would." Clay replied, then he frowned, "But I don't know if I would risk my life to do it."
How did Rai think the others would feel if Chase had caught and killed him too?
"Jack Spicer owes Raimundo his life!" Omi piped up, he was looking surprisingly cheerful. "We have lost nothing, but gained an ally!"
Kimiko and Clay exchanged expressions of unease: Jack Spicer, an ally?
Jack chewed on his thumbnail, waiting anxiously for Rai to return. He didn't feel very welcome at the temple, the other monks still hated him, probably resenting him for having the resurrection stone wasted on him. He didn't even want to think about what they were going to say when they found out about his relationship with Rai.
He'd already decided to abandon his 'evil' ways, and although he had no intention of fighting for good, he was finding himself interested in learning more about the martial arts. Once they all trusted him he could even build robots for them! Jack often felt as though he wasn't the most useful or nice of people, but when he held a spanner in one hand and a complex tangle of wires in the other, he felt as though he was in his element.
Dragon of technology?
He snorted in amusement, visions of himself fighting alongside the monks against Wuya and Chase Young flashed before him. He told himself it was a hilarious concept, but he couldn't explain the warm feeling he got when he thought about fitting in; having friends.
He was a little saddened that he would never be the evil ruler of the world that he'd always hoped to one day progress to. It had been his dream since he was ten years old, his mother had said; 'the world will be your oyster', and he'd decided to take it a little too literally. There had always been the jealous kids at school, the ones who made fun of him for being smart and different. Of course the teasing had gotten worse when he chose to make a statement by wearing goth make-up; even the other goth kids had looked on him with repugnance, but he always told himself he'd get the last laugh when he ruled the world and had every last one of the bastards killed. He couldn't help looking back on his early days of evil with fondness; Wuya had been the perfect companion for him – her insults barely touched him considering what he'd put up with in the past, and she was incorporeal so she couldn't physically hurt him or make him do anything, she'd also helped him establish his personality as the cynical evil genius. The seemingly unfriendly banter between them hid a deep connection and although neither of them would admit it, they had been very close to actually being friends. Jack had been able to confide in her.
At least until Chase Young came on the scene.
At first Wuya had mocked Jack's hero-worshipping, but now she acted like Chase's pet. She hadn't even been there when he died. Did she care?
He hated to admit it but he really missed her right now. As much as he was falling for Raimundo, the other boy was still pretty much a stranger to him.
"Well that wasn't too bad." Raimundo remarked, appearing apparently out of nowhere.
Jack snapped out of his reverie, and turned to face the smiling Brazilian.
"Do they want to kill me?" Jack asked, jokingly. He wasn't joking though; he thought they probably did want to kill him.
"Nah, I think they're just still kinda in shock about you dying." Rai sat next to Jack and hung his arm over the younger boy's shoulder. "They're still young, how would you feel if you saw another kid murdered in front of you?"
Jack had considered this; part of him was saying that he'd have laughed evilly at the deaths of any of the monks (before this), but in truth he knew he'd be pretty shaken up. Whenever anyone you know dies, it reaffirms your mortality.
"I guess I'd probably feel kinda sick."
Rai had run back to the spot where he knew Jack would be waiting, desperate to see him again. But Jack's first words to him had been so downbeat, it had upset him a little.
"I guess I'd probably feel kinda sick."
Wanting to liven up the moment a little, Rai leaned over and kissed him. Jack's lips were soft and pliable, putting up no resistance to Rai's hungry mouth.
Raimundo gently pushed Jack over and climbed on top of him; the expression of trepidation on the younger boy's face made him look so pretty.
"Are you gonna tell your friends about… us?" Jack asked, nervously.
"I guess we'll have to at some point, but don't worry about it now." Rai had been trying not to think about how he was going to explain this to the other monks; in all honesty, he was dreading it. "Let's think about more important things." He leaned back down and continued kissing the pale boy beneath him.
For the next half hour, the two boys forgot all about the others, they put aside all thoughts of shen gong wu, and ignored the darkening of the sky as day fell into night. They simply lay together, kissing, hugging and appreciating the moment.
"So Rai, where have you and Spicer been all day?" Kimiko asked suspiciously as the two boys wandered into the dining area for dinner.
"I was just showing him the compound." Rai answered, not daring to look her in the eye. He deliberately sat at the opposite end of the table to Jack. He wouldn't say he was ashamed of his feelings, he just didn't think that now was the best time for his friends to find out.
He heaped mashed potatoes onto his plate and started eating.
"You not eating, Spicer?" Clay's voice shared Kimiko's distrustful tone.
Rai looked up and saw that Jack hadn't put anything on his plate.
"I-I'm not hungry." Jack muttered, looking very uncomfortable. He didn't want to be sat at that table; the other monks hated him. He wanted to grab Rai and run back to his own house, but he knew better than to ask Rai to choose between him and the temple.
Rai was concerned, he wanted to reassure Jack, tell the others to be nicer to him, but he was afraid of giving away his emotions.
"Sure y'are." Clay stated, spooning mashed potatoes and sausages onto the plate in front of Jack. "Haven't seen y'eat anythin' since you've been here, y'must be starving." Clay spared a civil smile at their enemy-turned-comrade.
Jack was surprised at the friendliness, and began to tentatively pick at the food, eating slowly and politely despite the fact he was aching with hunger.
"So, Jack Spicer," Omi called, with a mouthful of food, "are you going to fight on the side of good?" His innocent eyes wide with hope.
"I dunno…" Jack shrugged, "Maybe… eventually."
This was enough to get Omi excited.
"I always knew there was good inside you! Now we will defeat Chase Young and Wuya, easily!"
There was a resounding smash as the glass of water Jack had just picked up, slipped from his fingers and hit the floor at the mention of Chase Young's name.
"Whoa there, partner." Clay put a hand on Jack's shoulder, and then got up to clean away the broken glass.
"You okay, Jack?" Raimundo asked, wishing he could just go over and hug the poor boy. More than that though, he wanted to murder Chase Young; wanted to kill the lizard-man for hurting – killing – Jack, when all Jack had ever done was show adoration and pledge his servitude.
Jack nodded, looking longingly across the table at his lover.
Kimiko narrowed her eyes in contemplation, she'd been staying rather quiet throughout this exchange. She'd noticed a severe change in personality in Jack, and she was starting to think that this change could be accredited to Raimundo more than his own death.
"What are you guys planning after dinner?" She asked, slyly, noting that Jack remained quiet and looked to Rai for an answer.
"I was going to show Jack some meditation exercises." Raimundo replied, not seeing the expression of curiosity on Kimiko's face.
She nodded, seemingly satisfied with the response, and continued eating her meal.
The stars were all out by the time Rai and Jack were alone in the courtyard.
"So… meditation exercises, huh?" Jack grinned, raising his eyebrows suggestively and pressing himself up against the sexy Brazilian.
"Yeah, meditation exercises." Rai grinned back, pushing Jack away and motioning for him to sit down.
"Aw, do we have to?" Jack slumped down and tried to imitate the position Rai had his legs in.
"Yes, now, hold your arms out and lean forward slightly." Rai smiled as Jack closed his eyes and tried to keep his balance in the awkward position. "Okay, now just inhale deeply through your nose, and out slowly through your mouth."
Jack hated to admit it, but he could feel himself relaxing. A warm glow seemed to spread through his chest and out towards his extremities, and a headache that he didn't even realise he had was starting to wash away.
"Now, keeping you eyes closed," Rai's voice was soft and calming, almost sending Jack to sleep. "Lean all the way back, but slowly."
Jack felt his stomach muscles stretch as he tried to hold himself steady whilst laying down.
"Stretch your legs out."
Jack lay flat on his back on the soft ground, breathing the way that Rai had instructed him to.
"Okay, you can open your eyes now."
Jack had a feeling he knew what he was going to see when he opened his eyes.
Raimundo was kneeling over his hips, topless. He leaned down and gently licked Jack's lower lip, relishing the delighted moan he enticed from the boy. Pulling back briefly, Rai lifted the hem of Jack's t-shirt and tugged it off over his head, throwing it into the corner of the lawn.
It was a mercifully warm night, and neither of the boys were wearing shoes; in a tangle of hands and skin and kisses, they both managed to remove their pants so that they were rolling around in just their underpants.
As Jack lay on his back, panting for breath, Raimundo looked down at him, lust darkening his eyes. He wanted to make love to the red-haired so much that he felt dizzy.
"Jack," He whispered, brushing his lips gently over his lover's, "I think I'm in love with you." He craned his neck down and traced a line up Jack's neck with his tongue. "Can I touch you?"
Jack opened his eyes and looked up; Rai was stunning in the starlight, his chest more defined than ever, eyes burning with a fiery passion, and his breath rough against Jack's cheek. Jack rolled his eyes back anticipating a pleasure unlike anything he'd ever known, until he noticed that Rai was still waiting for an answer.
"Yes." He replied, smiling.
Rai lifted himself up and the fingertips of his right hand down the pale chest until the met the elastic waistband of Jack's underpants. There was already an excited bulge under the fabric, and it seemed to grow as Rai gently pulled the last item of clothing off.
Jack whimpered in pleasure as he was touched, arching his back for more contact.
"Please… please, more…" was all Jack could squeak out as Rai's hands left his groin. He opened his eyes and saw Rai removing his own underpants, releasing a swollen erection, that belonged inside the pale goth. Raimundo lay down on top of Jack, gently brushing bright red bangs out of the younger boy's eyes.
"Do you want me to…?" He smiled suggestively, but tenderly, rocking his hips slightly for a teasing friction that served more to arouse further than to relieve.
Jack could only nod, he was way beyond being able to speak, he could hardly see anymore save for Raimundo's stunning visage above him.
Raimundo traced a line along Jack's lips with his index finger, before dipping into the parting between them, Jack started sucking at the finger instantly, desperate to have any part of Raimundo inside him. After about a minute, Rai withdrew his hand and reached down behind Jack gently probing the wet finger between Jack's buttocks.
Jack whimpered in anticipation.
"You have to relax." Rai whispered, feeling Jacks muscles start to give way.
Jack cried out as the finger breached his tight entrance, he had expected intense pain, but this just felt strange. As the finger made its way further into him, the strangeness became pleasantness, and Jack gripped Rai's shoulders in want.
"Roll over, baby." Rai growled, hardly able to stop himself throwing the boy onto his stomach and ravaging him mercilessly.
Jack moaned as Rai withdrew his finger and climbed off him, quickly he got onto his hands and knees, presenting himself the act.
Rai positioned himself and gently pushed forward whilst pulling Jack's hip toward him. He heard Jack draw in a sharp breath, and loosened his grip on the pale hips.
"Oh god, argh, that's so…" Rai couldn't even finish the line, he felt as though he were being massaged by the most skilled, warm hands in the world. He rocked back and forth slowly and shallowly at first, but as his pleasure increased, so did his tempo. He grunted with each thrust and his nails were digging into Jack's sides.
Jack winced; he knew he'd feel sore the next day, but right now the only parts of himself that he could feel were the warm spot inside him that Raimundo's erection was rubbing against, and his own underprivileged erection, pulsating with need.
As if having read Jack's mind, Rai leaned forward onto Jack's back, holding his shoulder with one hand and reaching down under him with the other. He gripped Jack's manhood and continued his rocking motion, biting Jack's shoulder lightly.
Both of them were nearing their end, but to their frustration, it was still out of reach.
Rai gently pulled out and before Jack could question him, he'd rolled the goth boy onto his back, and used his knee to separate his legs. Holding Jack's hips up, he was able to slide himself back into the tantalising warmth. He lay back down on Jack and kissed him hungrily.
This position made it easier for him to rock back and forth, in and out; it also gave Jack's erection the pleasure of their bodies sandwiching it and rubbing delightfully.
Jack groaned into Rai's mouth, trying to move his own hips for more sensation;
"Rai, ugh…" he grimaced against Rai's neck, hearing their pulses combine. "I love you!" He cried, coming in plentiful bursts into the gap between their bodies.
Jack's orgasm contracted almost every muscle in his body, specifically the muscles wrapped around Rai's erection, squeezing an almost violent climax from him, as he filled Jack with his seed.
"Oh… god…" Rai panted, his mouth lax next to Jack's ear, "I love you too."
End of Chapter
A/N: Was that worth the wait? Jake certainly thinks so. Is Kimiko on to them? How is Rai going to explain his new relationship to the others? Prepare for a little angst in the next chapter, which may well be the last.
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