Another Fem!Riki one shot for all you genderbender lovers. This one basically features Iason during Riki's One Year of Freedom.
Author's Note: This was inspired by that song Every Breath You Take - The Police.
Without further ado, enjoy and leave a comment aftward.
Iason trudged into his now empty condo; a frown set on his cold face as he hung up his coat. He breathed out a long sigh through his nose as he walked into his master bedroom. He laid there on the luxurious mattress, staring up at the ceiling but seeing nothing. He looked to his side, the empty spot on the bed where Riki usually curls up after hours of love making. Turning on his side, he reached out and touched that vacant spot, the scent of his Pet still lingered.
Iason closed his eyes and sat up, reaching for his data pad and typing in a code he needed to help him through this night. After touching the last button, an image of an apartment's interior materialized on the screen. It was dark, empty, and lonely. He waited with bated breath until the door finally slid opened and in walked his beloved Pet, his Riki.
Iason watched through the surveillance cameras he had Katze install in her apartment prior to releasing her. She looked around, searching for anything out of place and familiarizing herself with the apartment she hasn't seen in three years. She fell on her bed, staring up at the ceiling then at the clock, mainly at today's date. For a long time, she was silent before she turned onto her stomach, burying her face into the pillow and cried. Her body racked with shivers as finally allowed herself to weep from the three-year trauma she suffered.
Iason reached out to touch the screen, where Riki's head was shown. How he wished he could reach in and hold her once more, to comfort her. But he knew that is impossible. At least for now. This one year of freedom is meant to show her the difference between who she was before and who she is now. Three years can never be erased, and she can never return to the person she once was. While Iason knew he is cruel for only granting her this temporary release, he needed her to see for herself where she belongs. Not in the slums to rot, but to thrive at his side. This is all to get the desire for freedom out of her system.
She cried herself to sleep, her face stained with tear tracks. Iason wondered if she would dream of him tonight, that she will unconsciously want to come back to him. He sighed as he turned off the screen and place the data pad back in its original place. He curled into the spot Riki once occupied, grabbing the pillow that was still saturated in her sweat that has long since dried and held it against his chest. He buried his nose into the fluffy fabric and inhaled deeply, how he longed to hold her once again.
"One year. Just one year and it's over." He gripped the pillow tightly, "I'll wait until that day comes for you to be mine again."
Every night since he released Riki, he would peek through the cameras to get a glimpse of his Riki. In her small apartment, she wasn't as guarded, but she didn't smile either. He knew she wouldn't be happy in the Slums, there's no freedom for her there.
One day, three months later, Iason had the misfortune of seeing Riki with her old pairing partner, Guy. He was sitting on the bed, completely shirtless as Riki came out of the bathroom wearing only a bathrobe. There was love, longing, and tenderness in the man's eyes as he looked up at Riki. Riki allowed the robe to fall, standing in front of Guy in all her natural beauty and glory.
Iason clenched his fists tightly. Even though he knew this would happen, he'd hope that she would never show herself to another man. How he itched to reach in and rip her away from Guy and remind her who she belongs to and cleanse her of that Mongrel's filth.
Looking at her body, he noted how she lost some weight. That's not right. Has she been eating right? He pursed his lips in discomfort at the thought of her going to bed hungry every night while she lived in Ceres.
Iason watched as Riki pushed Guy down onto the mattress and straddled him. Though Riki smiled, it didn't reach her eyes. They were filled with guilt and uncertainty as they gazed upon her former lover. She leaned down and kissed him, almost shyly before she deepened the kiss. Guy returned the kiss with as much fervor, but not intense so he doesn't scare her. His large hand came up to cup her cheek while his other hand traced her bare back.
Iason wanted to look away, but he couldn't. He imagined himself in Guy's place. He fantasized him and Riki together like that with her on top and him below her as they explored each other, unrushed and patient. He continued to watch as the two made love. It was not like what he and Riki had done before. With Guy it looked awkward, slow, and dispassionate. Riki never demonstrated that wild side in the bedroom, she didn't fight back or try to assert her own dominance. When she rode him, she hardly made a sound, she kept her eyes closed the entire time. When it was finished, she fell to her side of the bed and turned away from Guy. A frown marred her features, her eyes filled with guilt, shame, regret and sadness.
Guy held her from behind tenderly, looking just as sad as her despite the release.
"I'm sorry...it's...not the same anymore." Riki whispered to her former lover.
Guy rubbed her arms comfortingly, "I know." He smiled sadly, "We can try again later."
Riki looked like she was about to cry, but she refused to show tears. "Hold me?"
Guy obliged her request as they cuddled under the blanket before falling asleep.
Iason smiled slightly, "'Not the same anymore.' Huh?"
He laid a gloved hand over his face and closed his eyes, "It's not the same for me either."
Half a year has passed since Riki's release. Iason went about his duties as an Elite by day while watching Riki in the evening. There were some nights where Riki didn't come back to her apartment. He deduced that she was staying at Guy's. While the idea of Riki in another man's arms turned his stomach, he kept his temper in check.
'Just six more months.' Iason repeated to himself as he sat in his hover car that took him to a Pet Auction that is featuring Raoul's Pets. Even though he has no intention of purchasing another Pet, he couldn't stay holed up in his condo forever. He's only doing this to humor Raoul. He has no intention of replacing Riki.
He walked up the steps that would lead him into the auction house. He felt eyes on him. Which wasn't new given his status. But this one felt familiar, and it gave him a thrill. He looked up at the balcony and saw a group of Mongrels staring at him, among them was the one person he wasn't expecting but was happy to see.
Riki's eyes were wide as she stared into the visor that covered the man's eyes. He knew that she knew he was watching her. With his enhanced eyesight, he caught the tremble of fear within her frame as her face filled with questions. He felt a strong urge to run up onto that balcony and bring her back to Eos. He smiled slightly, the affect they had on each other is still strong after months apart.
It wasn't until she finally ducked down away from his sight that the spell finally broke. It took all his will power to keep moving toward the auction house.
He didn't remember what happened when he finally got there, though in all honesty, he didn't care.
When Katze came to him about a Mongrel called Kirie who he recognized as a member of Riki's gang, he couldn't let the opportunity slip. He will use this boy to get Riki to return to him of her own will. He recognized the ambition within the boy's heterochromia eyes, what he's willing to do to survive and crawl out of the Slums. He's the type that will sell out anyone to have something better.
Iason smirked as he began to set his plan into action.
He pulled up the surveillance of Riki's apartment and saw his Pet curled up in bed with her face buried in her hands as she cried again.
"Just six more months Riki." Iason whispered as he watched his beloved Pet weep.
Only another half-year until he holds her in his arms again.
He watched the security footage in the police station and felt satisfaction when Guy was ripped away from his Riki. His Pet fought to get back to him, but was easily subdued and sent to the farthest cell away from Guy.
Iason smirked, that will be the last time that filthy Mongrel comes near his Pet.
He looked at the digital calendar and his smirk widened, only two more hours until the year is up. After an agonizing year, he finally gets to have his Riki back. Watching her through the surveillance camera helped him somewhat, but it could never replace what he desires the most. She is just within reach; all he needs is to give her the ultimatum that will seal her place by his side forever.
After making the call to the Chief of Police to release his Pet, he left his office and was met with Katze.
"Are you really bringing her back?" Katze asked, keeping his head bowed.
"Yes, her year is approaching its end."
"She won't like it." Katze stated as they sat in the car with Iason in the back seat.
"Riki will get over it. In time." Iason said, already anticipating a fight with his Pet.
Katze gripped the steering wheel tightly, "You're taking big risk with her. The others won't like it, they may turn against you."
Iason smirked, "They're welcome to try. But they won't even come close."
Katze was silent as he drove them to Riki's apartment. "You must really love her that much."
Iason lightly chuckled, "I suppose you can call what I feel about her is 'love.'"
"Jupiter will consider that blasphemous if one of her children lusts after a Mongrel." Katze spoke his mind, pitying the girl for catching Iason's attention.
Iason couldn't disagree with that sentiment. "Yes, it would be. Because no one other than me has the right to touch Riki." He looked down at his open palm, imagining Riki sitting there helpless and at his mercy within the cradle of his hand. "Her flesh, her blood, her soul; anything connected to her in anyway, would be sullied by someone else's hands." He closed his hand into a fist.
This is the Iason Katze fears the most. A man ruled by his irrational thoughts and unyielding desires for a woman who will always want to escape. He wished Riki took his advice when she had the chance. She'd have been free for good if Iason's reach wasn't that far.
Katze parked the car a good distance from Riki's apartment.
Iason stepped out and strode into the apartment. It was nighttime, so he didn't worry about drawing attention. Standing in front of the door of his Pet's apartment, he felt himself tremble in excitement, she is just beyond this door. He contemplated knocking, but decided against it as he used the codes provided by Katze and entered the apartment. He was silent as he walked within the small confines of Riki's home.
Hearing the shower run, he smiled and leaned against the wall just out of sight when Riki walks out. He waits patiently for Riki to finish. It took every ounce of his willpower to keep himself from barging in there and join her under the cascading water. How he longed to wash her of all the Slum filth and cleanse her of Guy's touch.
He heard the shower stop then bare feet hitting the tiled floors before the bathroom door opened. Riki walked out in a white bathrobe as she dried her hair with a towel.
Iason spoke to her for the first time in a year. "It's been a long time."
Riki was frozen stiff for a moment before she turned to meet his icy blue gaze with her defiant dark eyes.
Iason smirked, this is what he loves most about his Pet, Riki always challenged him, always fought against him. All that anger and passion, wild and untamed. He wants to possess everything that is her once more. This time, he won't let her go again.