Ai No Kusabi Fan Fiction ❯ The Lost Cadre ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

Author's Notes: Ai no Kusabi and its characters do not belong to me and I make no claim on them. All rights apply to the talented people who did create them. The lyrics Sevilen sings are from the song Incognito by the band Enigma from the album `Voyageur' and all rights apply to them. I make nothing off this except gratifying my own twisted pleasure.

 

But…the characters of Mingan Zenos, Sevilen and Zesiro ARE my own creations that I have plopped down into the Ai no Kusabi world. The things that they do and their interaction with the other characters of Ai no Kusabi are purely my fabrication.

 

Thanks goes to eternajewel and Tam for their assistance in this little slightly AU endeavour. Hugs and kisses chicky.

 

 

The Lost Cadre 4

 

Raoul drummed his fingers on his desk. He couldn't get the stranger from his dream out of his thoughts. It had been a very pleasurable experience even if he had been in the unusual position of bottoming. Raoul shifted in his seat as he moved his growing erection to a more comfortable position and replayed his dream in his mind. Raoul closed his eyes in frustration and arousal. He had no way of finding his mystery man. All he knew about him was that his name was Zesiro, he was on a ship that was probably close to Amoi and he was, quite literally, a dream fuck.

 

Raoul sighed and pushed back from his desk. He left his office and headed for Iason's. It was possible Iason would have an idea how he could find Zesiro. Not that he'd tell Iason why he wanted to find Zesiro. Or even that his name was Zesiro. He just wanted some general information on how to go about finding out what he wanted as he had run out of ideas. Iason didn't need to know the whole story to come up with some useful ideas.

 

“Iason? Got a minute?”

 

Iason put down the report he was reading and motioned Raoul to a chair. He waited for Raoul to speak and noted that his fellow Blondie seemed a little agitated. He sincerely hoped that Raoul wasn't about to launch into another lecture about how he should give up his mongrel Pet. Iason really wasn't in the mood to hear it after the pleasure of waking up to a blow job from Riki. Especially after the talk that he had with his Pet about how Riki felt about staying with Iason. Iason didn't think that he had gotten the entire story from Riki but his Pet was a proud man and he gave new meaning to the phrase `disobedient, unruly Pet'. It was partially why Iason was so attracted to him.

 

“I need to know if you can think of a way to find someone with only minimal information on them.”

 

Iason arched a brow at Raoul. The question had been the last thing he had expected to hear. Curiosity nipped at Iason. Raoul wasn't prone to asking random questions. Raoul always had a purpose in mind before he said or did something.

 

“Have you checked the database? I would think that would be your best bet.”

 

“I've already thought of that,” Raoul muttered in frustration. “The person I need to find isn't on Amoi. At least I don't think he is.”

 

“Well, where did you meet him? Maybe you can check with the place you two met?”

 

Raoul frowned as he tried to think of how to give Iason information but not tell him that Zesiro had come to him in a dream. Iason would think he was nuts and possibly recommend that he get his head checked out for trying to chase down a man from his dream. Raoul was pretty sure he would agree with Iason on that. It was nuts to try and find someone who you had only seen in a dream. Raoul still wasn't entirely sure that Zesiro was real and not just some kinky fantasy lover his brain had produced for him.

 

“I can't. They don't keep records like that there.”

 

“Well, what do you know about him?” Iason asked as he watched Raoul's expressions. His fellow Blondie was very intent about finding out what he wanted to know. Raoul usually saved the intense, focused look for his lectures on giving up Riki.

 

“I know his name and that he may be on a ship close to Amoi right now. He mentioned something about having the captain drop him off here for a visit.”

 

“Trace the signal transmission. Jupiter keeps a record of all transmissions to and from the planet.”

 

“I…it wasn't exactly a transmission. Not one that could be recorded at any rate.”

 

“Raoul, who have you gotten yourself involved with? Jupiter doesn't like black market items and the people who use them even less, Blondie or not,” Iason warned.

 

“It wasn't a black market item. I can't explain right now. Look Iason, I came here to ask if you had any ideas that I hadn't thought of. I don't need a lecture about how crazy this all sounds,” Raoul said with frustration in his voice.

 

Iason was a little taken aback by Raoul's attitude. The man that Raoul had met had thrown the Blondie for a loop and Iason was finding it a struggle not to smirk at Raoul's obvious frustration. He felt curious to meet the man who had so twisted Raoul around.

 

“Aside from trying to check the passenger lists of the various ships near by, I think you may be out of luck until this man contacts you again,” Iason finally offered.

 

“That's what I'm afraid of,” Raoul muttered as he stood.

 

Iason gave Raoul a strange look at that comment. Something was definitely going on with his fellow Blondie. He'd had the perfect opportunity first thing this morning to say something about giving up Riki and getting a proper Pet. It wasn't like Raoul to miss a chance like that. The mystery man of Raoul's really had him tied in a knot if he passed on such a prime opportunity.

 

Raoul thanked Iason for his help and went back to his office. He logged onto the system and began requesting passenger lists from the various ships near Amoi. If he was very lucky, he might actually find what he was looking for. Even if he did, Raoul wasn't sure what he was going to do with that information once he had it. But, he was a firm believer in being prepared and he wasn't about to let Zesiro take him by surprise again.

 

No matter how much he had enjoyed it the first time.

 

*********

 

Mingan retreated to the office in his home. He had an overdue report to make to Jupiter and she was not known for her patience. He had left Sevilen in his library and shown him how to work the holo-programs. He knew that his time with Jupiter could be minutes or hours depending on what she wanted from him.

 

He was fortunate enough to have a comfortable working environment in his home. The room was spacious with a view of the distant city from the wall of windows. Books filled the shelves on one wall while the opposite wall had art objects that Mingan had collected from his travels over the long years. Jupiter's alcove was the only bare area of the room. She was floating in the alcove, a vaguely female shape devoid of features but still oddly compelling, waiting for Mingan to explain the events of the previous evening.

 

“Why have you waited so long to make your report to me, Mingan?” Jupiter asked him.

 

“It wasn't necessary to make my report as soon as I arrived home. One delegate from Denague is dead and the other has gone underground. The dead delegate was killed by the bullet that was meant for me. I tracked the other to a hotel in Ceres but he was long gone by the time I got there. I am continuing to look for him. I don't believe he has left the planet yet. I put an order out to monitor all incoming and outgoing ships and transports as well as notify me should any dignitary come planet side. A picture of the delegate has been posted at all exits and he will be detained if he shows his face.”

 

“My logs indicate that you accessed the database shortly after the assassination attempt looking for specific information. Where did you get this information?”

 

Mingan wondered what Jupiter actually knew about the events of the evening. He was the only one that Sevilen had told about the hotel in Ceres. There were several Blondies and their Pets near by when Sevilen had made his startling statement `Kill the Cadre and Jupiter dies' but he had been speaking so low and quickly that only Mingan and the delegates trying to kill him had heard Sevilen.

 

“From the Pet you insisted that I buy,” Mingan answered with a smirk. He liked to ruffle Jupiter whenever he got the chance.

 

“I do not appreciate the joke, Mingan.”

 

“It really was from the Pet I got at the party,” Mingan said as he toyed with some magnetic rings on his desk and struggled not to snicker.

 

“Mingan, I want an answer. It is not in your best interests to annoy me.”

 

Mingan sighed and began to explain the events of the previous night in the detail Jupiter demanded. That explanation alone took over an hour with Jupiter stopping him and demanding clarification of certain points. Jupiter seemed interested in Sevilen and the visions he claimed to have. Another chunk of time was swallowed by his explanation and Jupiter insisted on reviewing the records Mingan had received from the Trading House to search for further details of Sevilen's unusual talent. She was particularly interested in finding out if it was something that only Sevilen could do or if his people as a species had that ability. The fact that the detail of his ability wasn't mentioned in the records from the Trading House seemed to annoy her at what she saw as shoddy record keeping.

 

“Where did this Pet decide to go after you released him?”

 

“He came home with me.”

 

“Why?”

 

“He said he had to stay with me or I'd die. He said he saw it in a vision. I agreed to let him stay with me.”

 

“Then he is here? I want a genetic sample from him. Tell him to provide one and he will be compensated.”

 

“I'll bring him by a hospital the next time I go out. Don't worry about compensation. He won't need it.”

 

“Why?”

 

“He's still my Pet. I haven't freed him.”

 

“Why?”

 

“I don't need to answer that, Jupiter. You told me to buy a Pet last night and I did. You said you didn't care what I did with it after the party was over. I've decided to keep him for now.”

 

Jupiter fell silent and studied Mingan. When Mingan didn't fidget or appear ready to give her any further information, Jupiter ordered Mingan to keep her apprised of any developments regarding the missing Denague delegate and disappeared.

 

Mingan rose from his seat and checked the time. He had been discussing the disaster of the party and other business with Jupiter for the better part of three hours. He decided to go check on his little Pet and see what he had been up to. Mingan walked to his library and stopped outside the partially open door and just listened to the beautiful song floating through the air.

 

Like a shadow on the wall;
If you come or if you go.
Not protected by the law;
But still… Incognito.

You are capturing my soul;
If I want, or if I don't.
Who you are, nobody knows;
Can't get behind…Incognito.

Like a shadow on the wall;
Free access around the world.
Who you are, nobody knows;
Eyes without face…. Incognito.

 

Mingan couldn't recall hearing it before and didn't think it was part of his music collection. There was the possibility that Sevilen had come across a music channel and was listening to that but there were no instruments playing. Mingan pushed the door open slowly and stepped into the room. The holo was turned off and Sevilen was standing in profile at the windows that overlooked the forest around his home. It was his little Pet that was singing with such a beautiful voice. Mingan admired the fine lines of his Pet's body as he sang. He was pleased with himself for making the decision to keep his Pet nude while in the house.

 

Mingan remained where he was, silent, and just listened to Sevilen. His voice was a treat for the ears and Mingan once again felt that it was something that he could listen to all day and not tire of. He must have made some movement or small sound because Sevilen abruptly stopped singing and turned to face him. There was a slightly defiant look on his face that Mingan didn't understand.

 

“Why did you stop? That was beautiful.”

 

The defiant look faded away to be replaced with a startled look. A shy smile broke out over Sevilen's face and made Mingan suck his breath in at the stunning beauty. He had thought his Pet very pleasing before but the smile made him exceptional. Mingan moved to where Sevilen stood and touched his face gently.

 

“I can't believe that no one has told you that you sing beautifully. Why do you seem so surprised to hear me say it?”

 

“I wasn't allowed to sing in my village. Only those chosen by the elders can be the Storysingers. I… because of who I am; I wasn't allowed to be one.”

 

Mingan was developing an intense dislike for the people of his Pet's village. Sevilen obviously had a rare gift that they were too stupid and superstitious to appreciate. Not to mention branding him as they had. Even unconscious, it would have been an intense pain when Sevilen woke up.

 

“What are Storysingers and why wouldn't they want to hear something as beautiful as your voice?” Mingan asked as he took Sevilen's hand and led him to a couch.

 

“Storysingers pass down the history of our people to the next generation. They entertain during festivals. They offer songs of praise for happy occasions and songs of grief for sad ones. They tell stories to amuse and teach.”

 

“And they wouldn't let you do this why? It can't be because they thought your singing wasn't any good.”

 

“They said I stole the voice of a God because no mortal could have a voice like mine. They said to hear me sing was to hear the Gods weep at their lost glory.”

 

“You can sing any time you want, Sevilen. I think you have a beautiful voice and I'd like to hear you sing some more. Will you sing for me?” Mingan asked as he pulled Sevilen close to him and kissed him quickly on the nose.

 

“You really want me to sing?” Sevilen asked in delighted surprise, not even commenting on the quick kiss to his nose.

 

“Sing whatever you want. We still have a few hours before I can take you to bed.”

 

Sevilen blushed at the reminder that Mingan was going to pair with him. He had spent a good portion of his time alone while Mingan was busy, thinking about what was going to happen to him that night. With the device Mingan had inserted into him still expanding, Sevilen hadn't been allowed to forget about Mingan penetrating him. He still felt conflicted about pairing with a man. He had been taught that it was wrong.

 

The device, while gentle, was pressing inside him in strange, pleasure filled ways. It made Sevilen want to take his cock in hand and stroke himself to release. The only reason he didn't was the warning that had been driven into his head at the Trading House. Pets were not to pleasure themselves unless their Blondie masters had given them permission to do so. To take their pleasure whenever they wanted was punishable by any means their masters saw fit; from spanking to complete denial of release for hours or even days.

 

Sevilen had tried to sit down and watch the holo-program but the device had been far too distracting in that position. Sevilen had spent some time lying on his stomach while he watched the holo-program to try and alleviate the pressure of the device but it had only made him grind his semi erect cock into the cushions. Sevilen had quickly gotten up from the couch when he realized that he was rhythmically circling his hips and moving himself closer to orgasm. Despite what Mingan had said, Sevilen felt the difference in the size of the device from when it had first been inserted. It didn't hurt but Sevilen was definitely feeling stretched.

 

His mother had told him that when his chance at happiness came, he was to grab it with both hands and not let go regardless of what others thought. She had told him that she had known happiness, however briefly, with his father and didn't regret her actions for a moment since Sevilen had been the ultimate result. She had wanted him to taste that kind of happiness at least once in his life.

 

The villagers hated and feared what they didn't understand. He was different from them in so many ways that it would have been a miracle if they hadn't felt that way about him. His skin was a faint, pale green while the villagers were tanned. His eyes were a striking gold with faintly elliptical pupils while the eyes of the villagers looked just like any of the number of Pets and Blondies he had seen. He dreamed of things to come for as long as he could remember. There wasn't one mention in his village's history about someone being able to do such a thing. His hair was the only feature that he had in common with any of the villagers. Easily half the village had the same lavender hair colour as him.

 

Sevilen had never really given any serious thought to his sexual preferences. He never thought it was going to be something he'd get to experience. If he had wanted to find a partner, it would have meant leaving his home and his mother. While leaving the village didn't bother him, Sevilen didn't want to leave his mother alone to deal with the scorn of the villagers and she had refused to leave the village the countless times he begged and pleaded with her to. Sevilen suspected that she was waiting for his father to come back to her. It had been the only thing that made sense in her refusal to leave a place that treated both of them so harshly.

 

Sevilen thought several of the village girls were very pretty but he also secretly thought that one or two of the village boys were very handsome as well. Sometimes, in his solitary treks through the forests around the village, he found a quiet spot, usually safe high in a tree, and masturbated to fantasies of the village girls. An equal number of times, those fantasies had turned to the boys he found attractive. Sevilen always felt guilty for those fantasies of the boys. Not only because he had been taught it was wrong but because he seemed to get greater satisfaction from them.

 

He told no one of his desire for some of the boys. Not even his mother knew about it. It was his secret shame that he wanted to touch and explore another male. Now, he had his chance to experience another man's touch and it excited and confused him. Were the elders of his village wrong about males pairing or was he some kind of deviant to want to feel another man's cock in his hand?

 

Mingan made a valid point earlier when he had questioned if the elders could have been wrong about males pairing since what they had done to him had been very wrong; especially for something that wasn't his fault. He had never asked to have the dreams that showed him the future. He most certainly never asked for the curse that made touching another person for the first time an excruciation experience.

 

Sevilen shook off the confusing issue of pairing with a male and pushed away from Mingan to stand in front of him. A sudden attack of nerves struck Sevilen and he ducked his head. He had only sung in front of a handful of people before and he had never done it naked. While nakedness was seen as something natural in his village, it wasn't an overly common thing to walk around unclothed. The villagers routinely swam in the lagoon naked and, if the weather became hot enough, nobody bothered with clothes. Nakedness didn't bother Sevilen. It was the subtle sexual overtones of being naked around Mingan that unnerved him.

 

The fact that he was nude with a device preparing him to take another man's cock into his ass made him blush. The blush was made even deeper when Mingan looked down to Sevilen's cock and noticed that he was half hard. Mingan smiled and ran his fingers up and down Sevilen's cock making it bob in response. Sevilen shivered at the touch and took a half step back from Mingan. The Blondie let him go and reached between his legs to adjust the beginning erection he was getting from just touching his little Pet. Sevilen blushed even deeper when he realized Mingan was becoming aroused from touching him.

 

His mother loved to hear his voice but it had often made her cry when he sang. He guessed that it had something to do with the man who was his father but his mother never answered his questions about the man. He had sung for the village elders and they had forbidden him to sing after hearing him that one time. The only time Sevilen sang was when he wandered the forest and his audience then were only the wild animals.

 

“I don't know any of your music or songs so I'll sing you songs from my world.”

 

Mingan gestured for his Pet to proceed and leaned back into his seat. Sevilen closed his eyes and drew in several deep breaths before he opened his mouth and began to sing of ancient battles, lost loves and passions that would not be denied. Mingan listened with growing wonder. He was sure that if he closed his eyes, he would be able to picture the things that his Pet was singing about. But if he closed his eyes, he would miss out on the sight of his little Pet losing himself in something that he obviously loved.

 

Sevilen's eyes remained closed as he sang and Mingan was reluctant to interrupt just so he could see the passion for the songs move through his Pet's eyes. Sevilen's body swayed slightly and he gestured gracefully with his hands as he sang. Joy at being able to sing for someone showed in every line of his body. The voice coming from his little Pet was unexpected in its depth and richness. It filled every corner of the large library and seeped into Mingan's body producing an almost dreamlike state of relaxation and contentment.

 

Mingan couldn't have said how long he listened to Sevilen sing. He only knew that he was disappointed when his Pet stopped. Sevilen opened his eyes at some point in his singing and pure happiness shone from them now.

 

“Why did you stop, Sevilen? Have you run out of songs already?”

 

“No. I'm not use to singing for so long. My throat was starting to hurt. Does that mean you liked my singing?” Sevilen asked shyly.

 

“I have never heard anything that… enrapturing. You have a gift, my Pet. Use it whenever you want.”

 

Mingan finally noticed the position of the shadows in the room and was surprised that several hours had passed while Sevilen sang to him. He stood and took his Pet's hand as he led the way to the kitchen. He pushed Sevilen to a seat and had to work not to smirk at the expression on his Pet's face. The device he inserted earlier should have finished expanding and was probably pressing directly on his Pet's prostate when Sevilen sat down. Mingan poured a glass of juice to sooth his Pet's throat and set it in front of Sevilen before he began to take the ingredients out for their meal.

 

“We'll have something light to eat, watch a holo-program or listen to some music and then go to bed,” Mingan told Sevilen.

 

Sevilen felt a little nervous flutter in his belly. He knew that Mingan was going to pair with him. That knowledge hadn't been far from his mind all day. Even if Mingan hadn't put the device in him, Sevilen would have been thinking of it. He couldn't help it. He was curious no matter how wrong he had been taught it was. He felt a light sweat break out on his body as he shifted on the seat and the device pressed and moved inside him. Sevilen's cock was hard and he really wanted to touch himself to relieve some of the tension he was feeling but he didn't want to ask Mingan for the embarrassing permission to seek his own release.

 

Sevilen ate the food Mingan put in front of him and followed him back to the library. He would have curled up in a chair alone but Mingan pulled him into his lap and stroked his skin, tracing along the brands with his fingertips as he flipped through the available programs. Sevilen flinched at the first touch of Mingan's fingers along the marks of shame the village elders had branded into him until he realized that they didn't seem to bother his Blondie master and instead seemed to be a thing of fascination. The nervousness at being held, naked, in the lap of the naked man who would shortly be penetrating him made him hold himself rigid until the slow, soothing glide of Mingan's fingers over his skin made him relax against Mingan.

 

Mingan finally settled on some type of nature show that required minimal concentration. He continued to trace his fingers over the brand marks, finding them beautiful and fascinating. Every now and again, Mingan would let his hands wander to Sevilen's erection and stroke him slowly. His Pet never made any noise when he touched him but Sevilen's body would stiffen before he subtly pushed his hips up against Mingan's hand. Mingan knew his Pet could feel his own erection pressing against his hip and once or twice he had felt Sevilen's fingertips ghost over the head of his cock and twitch the ring through the tip back and forth. Those tentative actions by his shy little Pet were adding to the arousal he was already feeling. By the time the show was over, the nervousness in Sevilen's belly had settled down and he was relaxed in the loose embrace of his master.

 

“Time for bed, my Pet,” Mingan said into his ear.

 

The little flutters of nerves returned as a storm. Mingan moved Sevilen from his lap and stood. He took Sevilen's hand and led him to the bedroom where he gently pushed Sevilen towards the bed. Sevilen stood at the edge of the bed, not sure what he should do. Did he lie on his belly? On his back? On all fours?

 

He jumped a little when Mingan moved behind him and he felt Mingan press his hand against his lower back. Sevilen heard a click and the straps around his waist and thighs loosened. The storm of nerves in Sevilen's stomach increased at what that signalled. Sevilen wasn't sure he was mentally ready for what was to come no matter how well his body might have been prepared. He wasn't afraid but he was nervous. He would be breaking a taboo that he had been taught was wrong from the time he was a toddler. His curiosity and secret desire to feel the pleasure of another man was proving to be stronger than the taboo and helped to settle his nerves a little.

 

“Lie on your back, my Pet, and spread your legs.”

 

Sevilen did as he was told, feeling more than a little exposed as he lay on the big bed spread out for his master. He tensed as Mingan grasped his ankles and slowly pushed his legs up until they were bent with his feet flat on the mattress. He felt even more exposed by the position and bit his lower lip.

 

“Relax, Sevilen. I'm not going to jump on top of you and start pounding away,” Mingan said with a chuckle.

 

Sevilen nodded his head and tried to relax. He was well aware of his position as a Pet. That fact had been brutally beaten into him the first few days at the Trading House. While he had experienced more severe pain from the branding, the beatings hadn't been easy to endure. It had been made perfectly clear that he was to do whatever his master demanded or the consequences could be very painful, if not deadly.

 

“Pet, if you don't relax, it will definitely hurt when I finally do enter you. I'm doing what I can to make this pleasurable because I want you to enjoy this and look forward to doing it again. You are my Pet and I will be taking your ass tonight,” Mingan said in a voice that discouraged any challenge.

 

“I… this is hard for me,” Sevilen admitted in a soft voice as he closed his eyes.

 

Sevilen heard Mingan sigh and wondered if he had annoyed the Blondie to the point where he wasn't going to be so patient with him. His eyes flew open when he felt the press of lips to his inner thigh. He looked at Mingan and waited for what was going to come next.

 

“I'd forgotten how much patience was required for a virgin. A virgin with issues about pairing with another male. I suppose I had better get to work on showing you how much pleasure you can get. First things first though,” said Mingan with a wolfish grin.

 

Mingan gathered the straps to the device in his hand and pulled slowly. He watched Sevilen's eyes as he pulled the device halfway from his Pet's body before pushing it back in. A surprised gasp of pleasure left Sevilen and he fisted his hands in the sheet. Mingan repeated the slow slide of the device in and out several times. Mingan finally pulled the device slowly from Sevilen and dropped it off the side of the bed.

 

Sevilen was surprised by the pleasure the slow thrusting of the device had caused. Now that the device had been removed and arousal was stirring in his system, he felt strangely empty without it inside him. He watched Mingan lower his head until Sevilen could feel the soft exhalations on his erect cock. He was completely unprepared to feel Mingan's tongue lick him from balls to tip.

 

The warm metal of the stud in Mingan's tongue dragged along the delicate skin of his cock making Sevilen inhale sharply and jerk his hips in response. Mingan continued his upward path with his tongue, tracing along the swirling brand marks until he encountered a nipple. He began to tease a response from his Pet with slow licks to bring it erect before gently worrying it with his teeth. As his mouth was busy with Sevilen's nipple, Mingan's hands were stroking up and down his ribs and hips. When he felt his Pet start to rock his hips, Mingan latched his mouth over the nipple he had been teasing and suckled it.

 

Sevilen's back arched and a soft sound of pleasure escaped him. He let go of the sheet he was gripping and brought his hand up to hold Mingan's head to him. It felt surprisingly good to have Mingan suck and lick him. When Mingan brought a hand up to pinch the other nipple to hardness, Sevilen closed his eyes from the pleasurable feel. Mingan left his nipple and placed kisses along his throat, Sevilen arched it to give him better access. When Mingan pressed a kiss to Sevilen's lips as he continued to torment his nipple with his fingers, Sevilen opened his mouth to his master.

 

The kiss was forceful and demanding and Sevilen found himself becoming more aroused by it. Mingan was thrusting his tongue in and out of his Pet's mouth. When he paused, Sevilen slid his tongue along Mingan's and played with the metal stud making his master groan softly into his mouth.

 

What Mingan was doing to him felt very good. So good that Sevilen was having trouble remembering why it was supposed to be wrong. When the hand that had been stroking down his ribs moved to his erection, Sevilen couldn't help jerking his hips in response and pushing his erection into Mingan's fist. Mingan slowly pulled back from the kiss and began moving back down Sevilen's body until he was even with his hips. He flicked a glance up at his Pet and was pleased to see desire in his eyes.

 

“I know you're going to like this, Sevilen,” Mingan said as he took the head of Sevilen's cock into his mouth and started to suck.

 

A quiet moan left Sevilen at feeling the wet heat of Mingan's mouth on him. It was a sensation unlike anything he had experienced before. It was better than good and Sevilen wanted it to go on forever. Mingan seemed content to suck on him and Sevilen closed his eyes to float in the delight Mingan was treating him to. The big Blondie felt his Pet relax into the pleasure of his first blow job and wanted to smile in satisfaction. Mingan was enjoying the taste and feel of his Pet in his mouth. He remembered how quickly Sevilen had recovered from his release earlier in the day and decided to let his pet orgasm before he slid into his heat.

 

Mingan began expertly working his pet's cock. He swallowed down all that he could and fisted the rest. Sevilen arched his back and began to pant from the rush of arousal. The smooth metal of the stud in Mingan's tongue rubbed back and forth over the head and shaft of his cock making Sevilen roll his head from side to side at the unknown pleasure. He rocked his hips, driving his cock into Mingan's mouth. Mingan slipped a finger down between Sevilen's cheeks and pressed it inside his Pet's prepared opening. He curled his finger forward to press on his Pet's prostate and sucked hard. Sevilen jerked his hips up and moaned as release rushed through him. He felt Mingan sucking every last drop from him and sagged in total relaxation.

 

“I take it that felt good, Sevilen?” Mingan asked with a throaty chuckle as he pressed his lips to his Pet's.

 

Sevilen could taste himself on his master's lips. He wondered if he should apologise for losing control and releasing into Mingan's mouth. When Mingan didn't scold him, he let the thought go. Sevilen hadn't thought it would feel as good as it had to have his cock sucked. He liked it a lot better than just masturbating.

 

“Now it's my turn for pleasure, Sevilen. While I would love to feel your mouth on me, I want to be buried inside you more.”

 

Sevilen looked at Mingan with a mix of apprehension and anticipation. He was aware of Mingan's size and his master had told him that it would probably still hurt a little even with the preparation. He was also very aware of the way his body felt now that the device had been removed. It felt like something was missing and made Sevilen want to feel Mingan inside him.

 

Sevilen glanced at Mingan's erect cock and swallowed hard. It was easily as long as Sevilen's forearm and almost as wide as his wrist. Even with the device that had been stretching him all day, Sevilen was starting to have doubts that it would fit inside him. Mingan said it would but….

 

Mingan knelt between his Pet's spread thighs and gave his cock a few hard pulls. He played with the ring through the tip before he rested his cock against Sevilen's flaccid one. Mingan rubbed his cock against his Pet's as he reached to the table for the bottle of oil he had left out. He poured a generous amount into his hand and coated his cock before moving his slick fingers to Sevilen's opening. He easily slipped them inside his Pet and spread more oil inside him. He withdrew his fingers and brought the head of his cock to bear. Mingan rubbed the head against Sevilen's opening, enjoying the way it teased the ring back and forth and made pleasure shoot from the tip to his balls.

 

Mingan pressed forward slowly into the virgin opening of his Pet. There was resistance to the invasion so Mingan jerked his hips to force the head inside. He felt Sevilen stiffen under him and knew he had hurt his Pet even though Sevilen didn't make a sound. Mingan felt Sevilen's ass clench down tight on his cock and he had to struggle with himself not to force more into his Pet until Sevilen relaxed. Mingan held himself still and watched his Pet's face as Sevilen tried to relax his muscles to let Mingan begin to push his way inside. Mingan reached up and pushed away the sweaty, tangled hair around Sevilen's face. There was a line of pain between Sevilen's eyes and he had clamped his teeth down on his bottom lip.

 

“Easy, my Pet. I'm not going to move until you relax.”

 

Sevilen took in a deep breath and concentrated on making his muscles loosen. Mingan felt even bigger than he looked and while he wanted to feel his master inside him, his body had other ideas about letting something that size into him. The sensation of Mingan pushing into him was different from the feel of the device; Mingan felt much better. It stung but it wasn't an unbearable pain. Sevilen finally felt his muscles relax and Mingan murmured in approval.

 

Mingan began pushing slowly into his Pet again. He stopped when Sevilen's ass clamped down again and tried to force the intrusion from his body. His Pet was breathing harshly and his legs had moved up to wrap around Mingan's waist in an effort to control how deeply Mingan was penetrating him. Mingan groaned at the feel of Sevilen's thighs gripping him tightly and his ass squeezing his cock. Again Mingan waited until Sevilen relaxed before slipping deeper into his little Pet. He was slightly more than half way in when Sevilen clasped his forearms, his short nails digging into Mingan's skin.

 

Sevilen didn't know if he was clinging to Mingan's arms because he felt like he was being split in two from Mingan's cock or because it felt so good to have Mingan's cock inside him. The ring in his master's cock was rubbing along his insides in a way that the device hadn't prepared him for. Sevilen bit his lip at the pleasure/pain of Mingan inside him and he closed his eyes as he drew in deep breaths.

 

“Open your eyes, Pet. I want to watch arousal fill you from feeling my cock in your ass,” Mingan said as he continued his push to seat himself fully in his little Pet.

 

Sevilen opened his eyes at the command. He watched the satisfaction move through Mingan's eyes as he continued his relentless push into his body. Sevilen tensed again and Mingan stopped and waited. He had never taken this much time and patience with a partner before but Mingan had also never taken a partner as small as Sevilen to his bed. Mingan knew that once Sevilen's body relaxed and accepted him fully, it would be pure pleasure for his little Pet.

 

Mingan looked down and realized that he still had several inches to push into his Pet. He was starting to sweat with the strain of holding back on his desires. He felt like he needed to be buried inside his Pet right that instant. The strong contractions of Sevilen's ass on his cock were pushing Mingan's need higher. Mingan gripped Sevilen's hips and pulled out slowly. Sevilen made erotic little noises of denial and tried to hold Mingan to him with the legs wrapped around his waist. Mingan poured more oil onto his cock and pressed his oil slicked fingers into Sevilen. He smiled in satisfaction at the pleasure noises his Pet was making from the feel of his fingers inside him.

 

Mingan removed his fingers and pressed his cock back into Sevilen. He had no intention of stopping his slide into his Pet this time. He was approaching his limit for the deliciously slow torture of penetrating his little Pet's tight hole. The ring through his cock pressed and moved as he pushed relentlessly into his Pet arousing him even more from the teasing sensations at the tip of his cock.

 

Sevilen gasped as he felt Mingan press back into his body. The ring was enough of an erotic distraction to allow Mingan to push the first few inches back in before his body clamped down and tried to force the intruder out. Sevilen expected Mingan to stop his push and hissed softly when Mingan continued. Mingan had a firm grip on his hips and pushed relentlessly. Sevilen tried to twist away from Mingan and the burning feel of his ass being stretched insistently.

 

“Almost there, my Pet. Just a little more and I'll stop and let you adjust to me. I know it hurts but it will start to feel good soon,” Mingan groaned as he finally pushed his entire cock into his little Pet.

 

When Mingan stopped moving and held himself still, Sevilen panted and wanted to squeeze his eyes shut to try and control the stinging pain he felt in his ass. He felt even fuller than he had with the device inside him. Mingan stayed still and let Sevilen adjust to the feel of something of that size in his ass. As the stinging faded, the strangely pleasing feel of Mingan's cock in his ass made Sevilen wriggle a little to try and get more of the sensations. The ring in Mingan's cock was pressing on that spot inside him that shot pleasure through his body. His wriggling for more pleasure had the effect of making Mingan groan and command him to be still. Sevilen froze, thinking he had done something wrong.

 

“I'm trying to be gentle with you, Sevilen, and when you move like that, it makes me want to move.”

 

“But you feel good,” Sevilen protested on a little moan as he tensed under his master and tried not move as he'd been commanded.

 

“Oh, Pet, that isn't helping,” Mingan said with a little laugh.

 

“Well, you do. I didn't think it would feel this nice once it stopped hurting,” Sevilen panted as his back arched just a little.

 

Mingan groaned at what his Pet was telling him and from the feeling of being held so tightly. When he suddenly felt Sevilen's body relax from its almost painfully tight grip on his cock, Mingan knew his Pet had accepted him into his body and he began the slow sliding strokes that would eventually bring him and his Pet to orgasm. Sevilen gasped at feeling Mingan start to move inside him. The ring in his master's cock rubbed over the spot inside him that gave him such intense bursts of pleasure and pushed his returning arousal higher. Mingan felt Sevilen's cock stir to life between their bellies and reached for it to heighten his Pet's desire.

 

Sevilen's world narrowed down to the hot, thick feel of Mingan stroking inside him and the hand on Sevilen's erection. The feel of Mingan's hand stroking him was sheer delight. The feel of Mingan stroking inside him was beyond anything he had ever dreamed. The dual sensations were pushing and pulling Sevilen closer to his release than he would have thought possible considering that he had already released once into Mingan's mouth. Mingan began to move faster inside him and his thrusts became rougher. Sevilen was starting to breathe in sharp pants and was grinding his hips up into Mingan with every thrust.

 

Mingan watched the arousal swirl through his Pet's eyes and found it pushed his own higher. His Pet was a delight under him. Small and delicate looking but responding to the rough thrusts as if he couldn't get enough of Mingan into his body. Mingan fisted Sevilen's cock faster, wanting his Pet to orgasm first so he could enjoy the contractions of his ass on his cock before he found his own release.

 

“Come, Sevilen,” demanded Mingan as he quickened his pace even more.

 

Sevilen twisted his hips and made a sound of deep want in his throat as he let go of the control he had been trying to keep hold of. The ring in his master's cock pressed and teased against his sweet spot. Mingan's hand expertly jerked him and when he leaned down and began thrusting his tongue in and out of Sevilen's mouth in time with the thrusts in his ass, Sevilen felt himself shoved hard over the edge of arousal.

 

Mingan jerked his head back as his little Pet bowed under him. Sevilen's nails broke the skin of his forearms and his voice rose in a pure, clear note that made shivers dance down Mingan's spine from the absolute bliss it contained. Sevilen's cock spurted and his ass clenched tight onto Mingan's cock pulling a groan from his Blondie master. The tension in Sevilen drained away and he sagged back against the mattress, flushed and sweaty.

 

Mingan let go of his Pet's cock and sat back on his heels, pulling Sevilen up so that he was sitting on Mingan's erection. Mingan gripped his Pet's hips and began moving him over himself. He sucked in a surprised breath when he felt Sevilen's fingers tease over the rings through his nipples before giving them a gentle, experimental tug. Mingan growled low in his throat and that seemed to spur his Pet to pull more forcefully on the nipple rings. Mingan pulled Sevilen down onto his cock hard and felt shivers slide up his spine as his orgasm rushed through him. Sevilen uttered a startled little `Oh' of pleasure and ground his hips down on Mingan's pulsing erection.

 

Mingan held his Pet tight to him as the pleasure of his release flowed through him. It wasn't until Sevilen started to push against his chest that he relaxed his hold on his Pet. He lowered Sevilen to the mattress and slowly left his body. His Pet winced and Mingan felt a little heat creep into his cheeks at the memory of how roughly he had taken Sevilen in the moments before his orgasm. He had intended to be gentle with his little Pet for his first time but to see the surprised pleasure flow through Sevilen's eyes at reaching orgasm during anal sex had aroused Mingan more than he thought possible. He had let instinct take over and had stroked roughly into his Pet. For Sevilen to have played, even briefly, with his nipple rings without being told to had pushed Mingan beyond restraint.

 

“Come, Sevilen. We're both sweaty and a shower will get us clean and feel good,” Mingan said as moved from the bed.

 

Sevilen just wanted to lie where he was. He knew he should feel guilty for pairing with another male and enjoying it as much as he had but he couldn't work himself up to feeling bad over something that felt so good. His mother had wanted him to be happy and, at the moment, he was very content. His muscles were relaxed and he felt pleasantly tired. Even the slight stinging of his ass was easy to ignore in the face of how he felt on the whole. Sevilen rolled to his side and stretched before closing his eyes and sighing. The sharp slap to his exposed ass had Sevilen up and moving with anger in his eyes.

 

“Hey,” Sevilen hissed as he rubbed at his stinging cheek and glared at Mingan.

 

Mingan took one look at Sevilen and burst out laughing before he tackled him back down to the bed. With his hair in wild disarray around his body and the affronted look, his little Pet reminded him of a spitting kitten all puffed up with indignant anger. Mingan kissed Sevilen hard before getting up again and offering him a hand up. Sevilen looked at the hand warily.

 

“I am not going to sleep sweaty and smelling of sex. You also have oil and both your seed and mine on you. A shower is in order. Obey me, Pet.”

 

Sevilen blushed at the comment of their combined seed and grumbled under his breath but accepted Mingan's hand from the bed. He trailed behind his master and waited while Mingan adjusted the water before he was pulled under the warm spray. Mingan worked the soap into suds and quickly washed himself as well as his Pet. Sevilen started when he felt Mingan's hands pass over his cock and slip between his cheeks. Mingan suppressed the chuckle at his Pet and reminded himself that they had gotten into the shower to clean up not start another round, as much as he'd like to. His Pet was likely a little sore and Mingan intended to have his Pet again come morning.

 

Mingan pushed Sevilen under the spray before grabbing the bottle of shampoo and pouring a generous amount out and starting to lather Sevilen's hair. Sevilen's breath caught in his throat at the action. The last person who had washed his hair for him was his mother. She loved to brush his hair and was the reason that Sevilen let it grow to his hips. She told him once that his father had hair that reached his ankles. After that, Sevilen stopped cutting it short in the shoulder length style the men of the village wore. It was a simple thing to give her some joy to play with his hair and was well worth the taunts of the villagers.

 

Sevilen was caught off guard by the prickling feeling in his eyes. He would not cry in front of his Blondie master over his hair being washed. He batted Mingan's hands away and ducked his head under the spray. Mingan was startled by the sudden reaction of his Pet and grabbed Sevilen's hands as he pressed his Pet's body against the wall of the shower. Sevilen struggled briefly before all the fight went out of him and he dropped his head to look down at the floor.

 

“What is it now, Pet?” Mingan asked with an irritated sigh.

 

Sevilen remained mute and tried to ignore how nice it felt to have Mingan pressed against him. The prickly feeling was almost gone from his eyes and Sevilen realized that he had vastly over reacted to Mingan washing his hair. He didn't know what to say that wouldn't sound stupid so he remained silent.

 

“Are you feeling guilty over enjoying what we did? It wasn't wrong, Sevilen.”

 

“No, I don't feel guilty, although I should.”

 

“Then what's the problem? I'm not letting you go until you tell me. If I have to, I will tan your ass until you tell me.”

 

Sevilen didn't want to tell Mingan he had gotten so upset over such a small thing, so he pressed his lips together tightly. Mingan waited a few minutes but when it appeared that his Pet wasn't going to reply, he dragged him from the shower and sat on the lid of the commode before yanking his Pet across his lap. The slap he delivered to Sevilen's exposed bottom echoed loudly in the bathroom and made Sevilen squirm but no sound escaped the Pet. Mingan laid a harder smack on his Pet and still Sevilen made no sound. Mingan began to feel annoyed at the lack of reaction his Pet was showing and started laying harder slaps on Sevilen's upturned ass. Sevilen didn't make a single sound as Mingan laid a brutally hard spanking on his Pet.

 

After several minutes with still no sounds escaping Sevilen, Mingan paused and surveyed his handiwork. Sevilen's ass was deep red and welted in several places. There was even a spot or two where tiny beads of blood gathered on his skin. The only noticeable sign that Sevilen was in pain was the harshness of his breathing. Sevilen was lax across Mingan's lap and his long hair puddled on the floor around his head. Mingan noticed, for the first time, a strange mark on the back of Sevilen's neck that wasn't a brand. His attention was jerked from the mark by Sevilen's softly spoken words.

 

“They dislocated my shoulder and broke my little finger the first time I refused to pair. Do you really think a spanking will convince me to tell you what I don't want to?”

 

Mingan knew that the Trading Houses sometimes employed harsh methods on newly arrived Pets but he had no idea that it involved broken bones. He frowned at that information and made a mental note to check out the Trading Houses. That kind of treatment of the Pets wasn't something that Jupiter would allow once she knew. Mingan pulled Sevilen up and stood him in front of him. Physical punishment seemed to be doing nothing to encourage Sevilen to tell him what he wanted to know. But the threat of sending Sevilen away; that would loosen his tongue. It seemed to be a driving need in his Pet to stay with Mingan to prevent his supposed death.

 

“Tell me what set you off or I release you as my Pet right now and send you on a transport back to your homeworld.”

 

“Why? Why is it so important? Can't I have any secrets?” Sevilen cried out in frustration as he paled at the very real threat of Mingan sending him away.

 

“I want to know what I did that upset you, my Pet.”

 

“Memories. It was just a memory. Please, Mingan, leave me a little of myself. I have so little to start with,” Sevilen begged softly.

 

Mingan sighed and stood before pulling Sevilen to him. His Pet was obviously upset over the subject but he was slightly mollified that it wasn't anything that he had done. He would let Sevilen keep his secret for now. He could always ask about it again later. Mingan grabbed a towel and was about to start drying his Pet's hair when he thought better of it and simply handed him the towel before grabbing one for himself. When they were both dry, Mingan headed for the bedroom and sat cross legged on the bed. Sevilen followed and paused as he saw Mingan waiting for him.

 

“Can you braid hair?” Mingan asked as he held up a comb. When Sevilen nodded, Mingan handed him the comb and waited.

 

Sevilen moved behind Mingan and began pulling the comb through the metallic silver strands, detangling it. Once Mingan's hair had been combed through, Sevilen began braiding it. He found it oddly soothing to have the silky strands passing through his fingers. When he was finished, he passed the comb to Mingan and started to move away.

 

“Will you let me braid your hair, my Pet?” Mingan asked as he caught Sevilen's arm.

 

Sevilen looked at Mingan for several minutes before moving into position in front of him. He sat down and hissed quietly as the abused skin of his ass touched the sheets. Mingan started dragging the comb through Sevilen's hair, gently working the knots free. Sevilen tried not to think of how his mother had enjoyed doing the same thing. The painful throbbing of his ass reminded him that things had drastically changed for him and that he should try and remember the times when his mother had done similar things with happiness. She wouldn't have wanted him to be sad over memories that had been pleasant.

 

Mingan could feel the tension in Sevilen and curiosity burned in his brain to know what triggered such obvious upset in his Pet from the simple act of brushing and braiding his hair. He was actually surprised that Sevilen agreed to let him brush and braid his hair after the strong reaction he'd had to Mingan washing it in the shower. His little Pet was turning out to be quite complex the more he got to know him. When his Pet's hair was smooth, Mingan rapidly wove Sevilen's hair into a braid. He tossed the comb towards the table near the bed and reached over to turn off the light. Mingan lay down and pulled his Pet to him.

 

“You'll eventually tell me what upset you, my Pet. I'll let it go for now but I will ask you again and I'll expect an answer,” Mingan warned Sevilen.

 

“Maybe I'll tell you,” Sevilen whispered as he closed his eyes.