In the heat of seduction the city raised its shirt, revealing a world of darkness colored by neon lights and alive with whispered promises of ecstasy. The streets were alive as the lust painted face of Midas raised it regal head with a majestic smile. Tonight of all night a mysterious silent symphony was high on the currents, it seemed Jupiter was beyond herself. The lights shun brighter and the sighs of ecstasy on every corner seemed louder.
In Tangura, in a particular Blondie's bed, passion there seemed to glow a darker shade of red.
In the afterglow of their romance that seemed to drown the Blondie more and more each day, he enveloped the sleeping mongrel tighter in his embrace. Although he was yet to mention it to Jupiter he had become acutely conscious of Riki's presence, every sound, ever fragrance related to his lover had grown exponentially in the past four week. So much so was the case, that being this close to Riki had him high on the ruffian's aroma, the thundering of his heart and even his soft sighs as he slumbered away.
At times he even knew what Riki was feeling and if he was fortunate and alone in his silence, he could even pick up on what he was thinking.
He ran his hand over the curve of Riki's back the modified pet ring on his ring making the retired pet shudder under its gentle caress, before venturing to Riki's softening sex. All that happened in Dana Bahn had seemed like such a nightmare at this point and he would have assumed it to be so if he wasn't certain that Blondie's were incapable of dreaming. When sleep was a possibility the prospect of dreaming was not.
It still astonished him that in this human, another he could call his own, grew with each passing moment. He was ecstatic really but he was far too concern to indulge in the sensation. Riki was a mongrel from the slum, one of the many creatures the residents near and far despised, why was it that Jupiter failed to make note of the obvious when it was so blatant. Not to mention how hard he had to fight to keep Riki in the initial stages to begin with. Surely she wasn't as happy as she pretended to be and if not then why the drastic change of heart?
Concern after concern raged in him none of which was reflected in his serene yet stern stoic expression as he calculated a thousand probable reasons for Jupiter's reaction. Suddenly Riki turned in his arm dragging him from his thoughts.
"Damn it Hade…I said no…" Iason listened to Riki mumble with a look of anger marring his face.
Against his nature he offered a small smile. Even in his sleep Riki seemed unable to escape the reaches of the new furniture. Since he had taken on Hades after being revived by Raoul, he had returned home with a more complacent atmosphere that was a bit light and playful. Though today sadly was not one of those days much too his surprise unlike most days he was greeted by a very pissed off Riki.
He was afraid of having Katze coming to visit for this exact reason, keeping his lover informed in news that would only distress him. But when Katze was the one to tell him it saved Iason the trouble of explaining it much later. Today though Hades had managed to defuse the situation by persuading Riki to taste his new recipe, giving Iason time to come up with bullet proof explanation by the time he was through stalling time.
The skill of the Furniture really did astound him. And though he liked having him around it wounded him to see how easily Riki had begun accepting his presence and how close they had gotten in such a short time. It was the furniture's job to meet Riki's needs and reduce his boredom was there really need for him to get so close to Riki?
He mentally scowled at his childish behavior he assured himself for the ten thousandth time that there was no need for jealous. Riki was his body and soul and no one could take him away in life or death.
In a corresponded room on the other side of Iason living complex Hades laid in the bliss of slumber so close yet so far from the edge of no return alert to his master's call if so needed. Clad in nothing more than a night shirt a size to big left behind by the previous Furniture in favor of his own uniform he seemed relaxed and at home at best.
In the fit of slumber his bowed lips set in an adorable pout he mumbled almost inaudibly, "…please master Riki…"
In the world of slumber he insisted Riki take his midday bath and brunch on time while Riki responded in his usual foul temperament…
"Damn it Hade…I said no…"
His smile remained on his face even after day break and he was up and about the following day.