Riki was sprawled out on the bed as Iason rubbed the ointment onto his body. He paid close attention, running over spots twice to make sure he got them all.
"My pet," he whispered as he kissed Riki's lips. "Please wake for me soon."
After a few moments he covered his pet and stood. Without a word he turned and exited the room and entered his home office.
As the door slid close, Riki's eyes slowly fluttered open. With half opened eyes he glanced around the room as he tried to figure out where he was. Carefully he sat up as pain shot through his body. When it did he lay back down and closed his eyes tight. "Fuck," he whispered. "Damn it."
Quietly he looked around the room again. He noted that the décor didn't match what he was used to. He closed his eyes as tears started falling from his eyes. Had Mandrin passed him off to another one of his friends?
He tried to roll over but it just made his body hurt everywhere. "Just kill me," he cried to no one.
After a few deep breaths he sat up again and froze. Slowly he slid his legs over the edge of the bed. He stopped when he realized he wasn't wearing any underwear. Carefully he reached out and grabbed the sheet. "I feel dizzy now," he mumbled as he tried not to fall over.
"I want my freedom back," he cried as he tried to stand but fell back on the bed. "Someone just kill me." He froze when the door slid open.
Cal froze as he glanced at Riki. "Good afternoon Master Riki," Cal said with a bow. "Is there anything I can get you? Master has been waiting for you to waken," he said softly.
Riki carefully wrapped the blanket around his lower half. "Where am I? Who is your Master? And…where is Master Mandrin?"
"I'm sorry; I don't know who this is. Allow me a moment to recover my Master," Cal said with a bow before stepping out of the room. He ran to the office and knocked on the door. "Master," Cal called out. "Master, your guest has awoken."
The sound of things breaking and crashing made Cal jumped. The door quickly opened revealing a disheveled Iason. "Say that again?"
Cal stepped back quickly. "He's woken up," Cal squeaked.
A small smile appeared on Iason's face as he walked into the hallway and to his room. "Riki," Iason called happily.
Riki looked up at Iason with soft eyes. "So are you my temporary Master?"
Iason looked down at Riki who had the sheet barely covering his lower half. "Temporary?"
He nodded slowly which caused him to flinch. He curled inward a bit. "Master…Mandrin lends me out to his friends," he explained softly. "I'm sorry, I don't know what Master promised you I would do, but please…I'm in some real pain here. You can do whatever you want, just please don't make me move."
Silently Iason reached out his right hand to cup Riki's face. "I won't let anything happen to you, Riki. The cream I put on your body earlier should help you heal."
"Why do you care so much about me," Riki whispered. He had noticed the oily residue on his body but thought it was something else and didn't want to think too much about it. "Master will just hurt me again anyways."
"You will never return to that…" Iason growled as he stared into Riki's eyes. "Never mention that thing again," he added.
Quietly Riki tilted his head into the hand as he tried to figure out what was going on. "Why do you care?"
Iason kissed his beloveds forehead. "You are mine, Riki. I will do anything to protect you," he said as he kissed Riki's lips.
Surprised, Riki pushed back and fell back on the bed. "Ow," he moaned when he hit the bed. "What the hell is going on with my life," he cried. "First I get my ass kicked and get amnesia, then I become a fucking slave, and now I'm getting kissed by an elite."
"Blondie," Iason corrected as he sat on the bed next to Riki, careful to fix the blanket.
He moaned again as he closed his eyes, choking out a sob. "Someone kill me please," he cried out.
"That's not nice my pet," Iason replied.
"Pet?" he asked as he opened his eyes to look at the other.
Iason smiled as he reached back to play with Riki's hair. "Don't think anything of it, my love."
Riki closed his eyes as his head started to hurt. "I need a nap, my heads spinning."
"I will have Cal bring in medicine and lunch for you. You haven't eaten anything in the last few days," Iason said as he stood. "Rest for now."
"Why me," Riki whispered as he opened his eyes and stared at the floor. "Why do you want me?"
This time Iason closed his eyes before answering. "We will speak later," he said as he exited the room. "Cal," he called.
Quickly Cal darted down the hallway to stand before his master. "Yes Master Iason?"
"Bring Riki food. Something that will be easy on his stomach," he said as he started towards his office again. "Something for his head as well. He said his head was hurting."
"Yes Master," Cal said with a bow. "Would you like anything to eat as well?"
Iason closed his eyes as he thought about it. "Actually, prepare some food and have it set in the dining area. Before you server, please assist Riki in getting dressed in something loose that won't hurt him and lead him to the table." Slowly he turned and looked back at the door. "He might fuss a bit so please take him some pain medication before trying to get him dressed," he added before he walked to his home office to continue working.
Cal stood silent for a moment as he stared at the spot his Master had just occupied in the hallway. Slowly he looked around. It was a first for him to hear the Blondie say "please" to someone other than a fellow Elite. Even more twice in one conversation made his head spin.
Slowly Cal turned and walked towards the hallway bathroom. Once in there, he grabbed some medicine for the guest and walked to the Master bedroom. "Master Riki, excuse me," Cal called out as he pushed the button for the door to open.
Riki glanced up from the bed, hidden in the blankets. "What do you want," he whispered quickly.
"Master Iason requested I bring you some medicine as well as prepare you for some lunch," Cal said as he set the small container on the night stand next to Riki. "This medicine will help with the pain. I'll be back in a few minutes to assist you with getting ready for lunch," he said with a slight bow before turning to leave to start on lunch.
He stared at the medicine cup for a moment. He didn't want anything from this man. It all seemed like a giant trap, and that the moment he stepped across the line, Mandrin would swoop in and punish him.
Slowly he wrapped up in the blankets and hid once again on the bed. It wasn't worth the risk. If anything, sleep was a much better option compared to punishment.
The issue was that now he needed to figure out where he stood in the world. Was this new person really his new master? Or was Mandrin going to come after him any minute.
"Shit," he whispered as he closed his eyes. "I want to go home," he cried as he fell asleep in his nest of blankets.
…
Iason sat in his chair, his left pointer finger resting against his closed lips. His mind raced with thoughts as he tried to decide where to go from there.
Memories flooded his mind of how he had treated Riki. Their relationship seemed to be built on hatred with a small touch of love.
But now, he had the option to change that. His little mongrel was already damaged seemingly beyond repair, but he might be able to save him. Their relationship would have to be a little different, but it could work.
He paused mid thought when he felt his body reacting to the images in his mind. "Damn," he mumbled as he winced. He could feel his erection building again. "Riki…" he whispered. "I need you back so I can relieve us both," he mumbled as he closed his eyes.
He needed to calm himself down. He needed to get past getting aroused by the site and memories of his love.
"Well, he is in my bed after all," Iason said softly as he stood. He exited the office and headed to the kitchen. "Cal, what is your time estimate for lunch?"
Cal jumped when he heard Iason's voice. He turned on his heels to look at the Blondie. "I'm sorry Master. Lunch should be ready within the next hour," he said hesitantly.
Iason smiled inside, thinking about everything he could do in an hour. "If it takes you longer, that's fine," Iason said as he turned and walked towards his room.
Quietly he slipped into the room and smiled at the mound in his bed. Iason reached to his side to turn the lights down. He didn't need them on since he could see in the dark anyways.
He stepped up to the side of the bed. On his way, he stripped out of the clothing he wore so he only had his body suite on. Slowly he crawled onto the bed and wrapped his body around the pet.
Riki winced when he felt the pressure on his body. "Ow," he cried out. "Get off me."
Iason chuckled as he rolled onto his back. He watched while Riki detangled himself. "Has the medicine not taken effect yet?" Quietly he glanced over at the table and noticed it was still full. "Riki," Iason growled.
"I don't want anything from you," he said as he crawled towards the head of the bed.
The blond sat up and watched the mongrel. He watched the other try to shield his body from wondering eyes. "Riki, take your medicine. I want you to recover your strength and not be in pain," he explained.
"I don't trust you! I don't even know you or what you want with me," Riki yelled. He paused, scared of what was going to happen next. He had just raised his voice to a Blondie…he didn't want to think about what would happen.
Iason sighed as he slid off the bed. Once standing he turned away from the mongrel and unzipped his body suit. He stepped out of it and tossed it to the side before turning to face the other.
"Why are you naked," Riki asked as he blushed a deep red at seeing the naked blond.
"Riki, I know you don't understand what you mean to me. Things will be difficult between us as they were previously, however I know that we can make it past this," Iason said as he crawled back onto the bed.
He curled up a bit, still concerned over what was going to happen next. "What are you talking about? Why me?"
The blond paused. He wasn't sure too sure himself. At the end of the day, the only reason he wanted Riki was because he saw him in a dream. Then when he woke up the next day, it was as if Riki had been with him forever.
"We are meant for one another," Iason said after a moment. "My system won't identify when the memories were created, but I recall having you by my side every day for years," he said softly. "I don't know what pulled us apart or why no one except I recall you."
Riki narrowed his eyes. He was still surprised that the Elite hadn't commented about him raising his voice. It was an internal debate for him to decide if he trusted him or not. "Is that why you called me a pet? I was your pet?"
Quietly Iason leaned back a bit, providing the mongrel a perfect view of his growing erection. "You were at one point, yes. I took you off the streets of Ceres and refused to let you leave. At some point I crossed a line with you that was never meant by Jupitar to be crossed," Iason said as he closed his eyes. "I think what made it all worse was that you made me develop emotions that were never programed into any elites."
"Is that why you're naked," Riki mumbled as he tried to look away but had a hard time.
"Don't be so embarrassed, my love," Iason said as he leaned forward to the table. He grabbed the medicine and held it out. "Drink this, Riki. I know how you were always hesitant to consume anything that you were unable to see the seal being broken on, but I hope you will trust me," he said softly.
Something inside of him told him that he should trust this man, but he found it hard to do. The last time he had trusted someone, he ended up as a slave to Mandrin. Guy…that bastard had sold him off without a second thought.
The question in his mind became if he wanted to try again. "I can't," he cried. "I can't trust anyone," he cried out as he curled his body close. "Never again!"
"Riki," Iason whispered. "You don't have to be afraid of me…you can trust me," he said softly. "I only want you to be happy."
"No…no…not after what…what Guy did," Riki cried as he tried to grab a blanket to wrap up in.
Iason growled when he heard the mongrels name. "Don't mention that worthless scum," Iason growled.
After a moment Iason sighed and set the medicine back down. "Lunch should be ready in a while. You should rest until then," he said as he slid off the bed. He walked straight into the closet and walked out after a few minutes. "When you are tired of being nude, you can put this on," Iason said, placing the loose clothes from his younger days on the bed.
"Says the naked guy," Riki mumbled when he was finally able to wrap up in the sheet.
The blond chuckled as he walked over to where he discarded his body suit. Quickly he stepped into the clothes and got dressed. "We do have one issue that needs addressed. You're in my bed," Iason said as he turned around. "You have three choices. Either you lay next to me, you sleep on the floor, or I can lead you to a different room."
Riki paused as he looked up at the blond. "I…." He didn't know what he wanted. He didn't get any weird feelings that he did in the past. And thus far this guy had only tried to help him. Perhaps… "I'll stay here," he whispered as he crawled to the middle of the massive bed. After all, there was plenty of room for them both to sleep, right?
Iason smiled as he crawled onto the bed. Without care of concern for the other, he scooted next to Riki and wrapped his right arm around Riki's chest. "Cal will wake us when lunch is ready," he whispered as he closed his eyes. "Sleep for now."
"I can't sleep with you hanging on me. You're fucking heavy," Riki said as he tried to pull free but failed. "Fuck me," he mumbled.
"Hush or I might take you up on that offer."
Riki froze. "It wasn't an offer, ass hole," he responded, reverting to his old habits. He was going to push this Blondie as far as he could so that he could be let go and get his life back. Maybe even hunt down a certain prick and give him a little mongrel justice.
…
Quietly Riki sat in front of the railing on the balcony as he watched the sunset. He watched as stars started to fill the sky as time passed.
He pulled the sheet tighter around him as his mind went over the changes in his life.
In less than a year he had gone from trying to find somewhere to sleep for the night to living with the 2nd most powerful person in all of Amoi.
After the short nap, he had allowed the Blondie to carry him to the dining room. Once there they ate a simple lunch. He was surprised that food could taste so good. By how he felt now though, it was a strong possibility that they had drugged his food with something.
Once they had finished eating, Iason gave him the choice of where to go. That had been a small shock to him. Thinking for a bit he had decided to come outside where he now sat, waiting to see what would happen.
He froze when he heard the sliding door open.
"Master Riki, it's starting to get cold. Perhaps you should come inside," Cal said softly after he stepped onto the balcony. "Master won't be happy if you get sick."
Riki paused for a second. "I want to stay," he whispered.
Cal glanced inside as if to see if Iason was watching. "I will bring you a warmer blanket then," he said than waited. When there was no reply, Cal stepped inside to grab a blanket. Finally he walked back outside as he unfolded the blanket. "This should keep you warm," he said softly while he spread the blanket across Riki's shoulders. "If you need anything, please don't be afraid to ask."
"Thanks…" he froze, realizing that he didn't know this person's name.
The furniture waited for a moment, then smiled. "Cal," he said softly before walking back inside. He stopped when he saw Iason walking into the room. "Master, may I get you anything?"
"No," Iason said as he looked around for Riki. "Is he still outside?"
Cal nodded as he glanced at the window. "He requested to stay out there a little longer."
Iason smiled softly as he caught eye of the former pet. "You are dismissed for the night, Cal. Do as you wish," Iason said as he started towards the balcony.
"Master, may I ask a question," he asked quickly as his voice shook a bit.
"What is it," the blond asked softly, hiding the displeasure from not being able to go to his mongrel's side.
He looked down for a moment. He didn't know how to ask the question he needed to. "Master, do you plan to terminate me?"
The other turned with a slightly raised brow. "What is your reason for asking?"
"This is the second time you've said you don't need me for the night. I just…."
"No Cal, I have no plan to terminate you anytime in the future. I do request though that going forward you keep my business privet and not report it to anyone. Not Jupitar and not Raoul, clear," he asked as he opened the door and stepped outside.
Slowly Riki turned to look at Iason. He wasn't sure what to say to him anymore. "You drugged me," he said finally.
Iason chuckled as he walked over to the mongrel. "Yes, I had Cal use pain medication in your food since you wouldn't take it," he said as he sat down behind Riki. Slowly he started rubbing Riki's shoulders and back. "Do you like the view?"
Riki tensed a bit but relaxed after a moment. The man was using just enough pressure to make some of his aches go away. "It's amazing," he whispered as he closed his eyes. "Why do I get to see it?"
"What do you mean," Iason asked as he tried to avoid attacking Riki's neck.
"Why did you choose me," he asked as a tear slipped from his eye.
Silently Iason thought about what to do next. Every fiber and connect in his body wanted to pin the pet down and take him; take what was his. "It was a mutual decision," he replied.
Pulling away, Riki turned enough to stare at the blondie. "I don't understand. If we were actually together, why were we apart? Why didn't you rescue me sooner?"
Iason was shocked. The only time he had ever seen Riki show such emotion was when he was punishing the other. But here his prideful mongrel was with tears down his face. "I don't know," he replied slowly. "Something happened and my mind was wiped, as were the minds of everyone we know. I woke up one morning and realized that you were not there anymore."
"What am I to you? You called me a pet…but a pet is just a mindless sex toy," he whispered. "I was Mandrin's pet…."
"I told you Riki, don't mention that name again," Iason said softly. "Riki, I love you."
Riki froze when he heard those words. After all they were words that made is heart flutter and sink at the same time. "I'm not ready to hear those words again," Riki said as he stood, wrapping the sheet tight around his body. He walked over to the railing and leaned on it, looking over the city.
"I don't believe you fully comprehend the position you are in, Riki," Iason said as he stood, letting the blanket remain on the chair. "I will do anything I can to make you happy, as I stated before. Tell me what you want, and it will be yours."
Riki sighed. "Pants would be a nice start," he mumbled.
Iason smiled as he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Riki's waist. He placed his chin on the top of Riki's head and closed his eyes. "This is an easy problem to solve. Though, I have never had an issue with you walking around naked. I almost prefer it."
"Could you not hang on me," Riki growled.
"Let me rephrase," Iason said softly. "I am happy when you are happy. However, I am happier when I am holding you," Iason explained as he pulled Riki closer. "I will do this right this time, Riki. Last time I forced you to bend to my will and drove a wedge between us. There was mutual pleasure but you were always in pain."
He waited a minute while he felt the other breath. He wanted to make sure Riki was going to accept the information that he was provided so that they could be together once again. "I know you are scared and that you are afraid. I promise I will protect you."
"What if I don't want your protection," Riki asked softly. "What if I love someone in Ceres?"
Iason paused. There was no way Riki could love someone else. He knew that they were meant for one another; that was the only answer there could be. No matter what he would never lose Riki. "I know you don't. But I believe that there is something you want…scum that we both need to see dead."
Riki lowered his head and quickly turned just his head. He looked up at Iason with a firm look in his eyes. "How do you know about him?"
"He was your former lover," Iason mumbled. "If you want to call him that, anyways."
He nodded quietly as he looked back over the city. "He sold me out. He is the one that talked me into working at that club as security. Then he was with me when we got ambushed…but he didn't help defend. Instead he just stood there."
Carefully Iason picked up Riki and carried him inside. He set him on the couch then walked into his office. Grabbing a data slate, he returned and handed it to Riki. "You can locate clothes and have them delivered tomorrow," Iason said as he walked over to the bar. He poured himself a glass of wine and his pet a glass of bourbon. "Keep in mind I do get final say on the clothing before it can be purchased."
"I get the strange feeling I'm going to be walking around naked," Riki mumbled as he adjusted on the couch and started tapping on the tablet.
"I would not deny you that if you wish it," Iason replied as he sat down next to the other. He held out the glass with his right hand.
Carefully Riki took the glass and took a swig of the drink. "Oh man, that's the good stuff," Riki whispered as he savored the drink. "I've only ever tasted this high quality on other people's lip…" he paused after saying it. "Sorry," he mumbled as he set the drink down.
Iason shook his head before sipping his wine. "This bottle is a lower quality than I normally share. It was a gift from someone so and so. Far as quality goes, it's nothing special," Iason mumbled as he scooted closer to Riki.
"There's better quality," Riki asked as he tried to access the stores. "Why are all these fucking clothes just underwear?"
The blond laughed as he took the tablet. "You accessed the pet clothing store," Iason chuckled as he tapped the tablet. He pulled up a specific store. "Here you are."
Riki accepted the tablet and paused. "You're kidding me right? This is fucking bondage gear," Riki growled.
"You loved wearing leather pants and tank tops. Would it be wrong to believe that you would want to look over these kinds of shops? I rather like how the tight leather compliments your body," Iason said with a twinkle in his eye.
The mongrel blinked a couple of times as he stared at the blond. It was official, this guy was fucking crazy.