Ai No Kusabi Fan Fiction ❯ Iason's Dreams ❯ Chapter 3

"Iason's Dreams"

NC-17, Yaoi,D/s,Oral,Lemon,Anal
Iason x Riki

by Kira Takenouchi

***The Ai no Kusabi world and its characters were created by Reiko Yoshihara. This fanfic was written by Kira Takenouchi and is offered free to fans of Ai no Kusabi.***

Night was falling, and the rising twin moons shone down on Tanagura. From the shadows, Iason watched his dark-haired pet enjoying his newfound freedom. Riki was perched on the ledge of the balcony, gazing down at the lights of the city below. Finally, the rebellious mongrel had been subdued enough to be freed of his chains, although Iason wondered how long it would be before he needed disciplining again. Since Riki had become his pet, Iason had come to enjoy his private life more than usual, and taming the spirited mongrel had been a fascinating project--one that, admittedly, he had taken too great a personal interest in. And now, just looking at his pet excited a passion in Iason that he felt unable to suppress--not that he wanted to suppress it.

He walked toward Riki, his footsteps drawing his pet's attention. The faraway look in the mongrel's eyes surprised Iason; the gleam of defiance had been replaced by a sad gaze of defeat. Though Riki's submission was, after all, what he desired, Iason found that he hoped for more affection from his pet. After all the sexual intimacy they had shared, he was wounded by the look, though he would never let Riki know.

He mustered up a slight laugh. "So, is it so terrible to be my pet, Riki? Did you want to jump off that ledge when you saw me coming?"

"Pets...are nothing but...trash," Riki said, the familiar angry gleam returning to his dark eyes.

"So. Are you saying that you've enjoyed none of our time together?" Iason traced a line down his pet's bare arm, smiling to hide his disappointment.

Riki looked away and said nothing.

Iason held his chin, turning his head to force his attention. "Whether you like it or not is of no importance," he said sternly. "You are my pet. And you will behave as such."

Riki pulled away angrily. "You're a stinking bastard! All you Blondies are nothing but perverts!"

Iason paused a moment before replying. "I see. It seems you weren't ready to be released from your chains after all. So, I'll have Daryl retrieve them."

"No!" Riki cried, his eyes widening. "Iason, please...I...I'll...I'll..."

Iason leaned closer and whispered, "you'll what?"

"I'll do...whatever you say. Please, don't put those on me again. Please, Iason."

"Then, come with me, Riki."

Iason led him into the apartment and then his bedroom. He pulled Riki to him and kissed him--a long, slow kiss that finally elicited a response from his reluctant pet. "Take off your clothes and lie on the bed." Just saying the words made Iason's heart pound a little faster. The beautiful body of the little mongrel triggered an immediate sexual response that was so intense he almost uttered a moan, but managed to suppress it.

"Spread your legs," he said. "Yes. Just like that." With a sharp intake of breath, Iason began undressing as he watched his pet stroke himself, pleased that he did not need to tell him to begin. Riki began to breathe deeper, his arousal apparent in his more frequent gasps. He lay on the bed next to Riki, and began slowly stroking his body and kissing his throat. The agonized gasps of his pet sent a thrill through him, and he teased him relentlessly with his tongue.

"Iason," Riki finally whispered.

"Yes?"

Riki was silent for a moment, his body beginning to tremble.

"Go on. Say it."

"Please...will you...do it to me."

His triumph fueling his own desire further, Iason obliged, tracing a path with his tongue down the taut body, until he came to Riki's engorged shaft, which throbbed under his gentle touch. Already wet from Riki's lust, Iason swirled his tongue around the head, eliciting gasps of pleasure from his beloved pet. When he finally took him into his mouth, Riki's breathing grew more urgent, entangled with tiny cries and moans that made Iason acutely aware of his own growing need. When Riki began unconsciously playing with the silky blonde strands of his master's hair, Iason added tongue movement to his masterful technique, suddenly anxious for his pet's copulation. Then, in the moment of sweet release, Riki's cries filled the darkened room, driving Iason's own lust to another level.

Allowing his pet a few moments to recover, he pressed his fingers against Riki's mouth, demanding entry. Opening without resistance, Iason wet his fingers in his mouth, and then began preparing him for entry. His finger slid in easily, for Riki was now well broken in. One finger, and then two, and now Iason felt a surge deep within that demanded immediate consummation. Perhaps a little roughly, he flipped Riki over, pulling his hips back to position him where he could penetrate deeply. He felt his own breathing increase, and he closed his eyes to regain some control. When he opened his eyes, his body had instinctively moved and his organ was pressed against the enticing portal. Resisting an almost overwhelming desire to thrust deeply into his exposed and vulnerable pet, Iason entered gently, allowing Riki time to adjust to him before he began his more violent conquest.

But once he began, Iason found that his need was more intense than usual. Maybe because of Riki's words or his attitude earlier in the evening, he now began thrusting with a ferocity that betrayed his own pent-up anger and frustration with Riki, this mongrel pet that refused to love his master. Riki's cries now were anguished, and Iason discovered that this gave him a kind of satisfaction, encouraging him to plunge deeper and without mercy. Perhaps he had been too gentle with the mongrel. Perhaps he needed to learn how Iason Mink could be, if provoked.

"Iason," Riki pleaded.

"You don't care for this? Perhaps now you miss your usual gentle master?" he said through clenched teeth.

Riki's reply was another tormented cry, and he turned to look back at Iason, his eyes wide with fear and pain.

Iason pulled back on Riki's hips, adjusting his position to penetrate deeper, harder, relishing the stimulation of his pet's tight embrace, all the more arousing when punctuated with Riki's cries.

"Whose pet are you?" he demanded, almost hissed. "Whose, Riki?"

Through broken sobs, the words finally came. "Yours, Iason."

The release that came with these words sent a shudder through Iason's body, and though he didn't cry out, he threw his head back, feeling the pleasure shoot deep within, pulling him into that inner space where all things, for that moment, merged together in blissful transcendence, where he and Riki were inextricably joined together in a love embrace.

The weeping of his pet brought him out of his altered state, and as he drifted back into the reality of Riki's true feelings, he felt overwhelmed with a sense of sorrow and longing. Gathering him into his arms, Iason comforted his pet, now feeling some regret for treating him so harshly.

"Why?" Riki finally said, his voice a barely audible whisper.

"To teach you. I can discipline you with more than just chains."

"But...what...are you teaching me?"

"To be my pet."

Riki shook his head, trembling. "I don't understand."

"Yield to me, Riki. I want you completely," Iason whispered, pulling his pet to him.

Riki, exhausted and defeated, lay his head on Iason's chest, and closed his eyes. Iason smiled, pleased with his pet's submission. He held Riki close, gently rocking him long after the enslaved youth had fallen into a profound slumber, long after his own thoughts had drifted from contentment to sorrow to longing, and long after the twin moons had risen high into the night sky.

"My Riki," he whispered in the sleeping pet's ear. "Love me, Riki."

Nuzzling up against his pet, Iason finally closed his eyes and waited for the comforting oblivion of his dreams.

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