Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Captivation (formerly The Spoils of War) ❯ Chapter Nine: Where There's a Will... ( Chapter 9 )
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By: BakaYasha 
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy / Hentai / Drama / Sci-fi | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.08.2012 | Updated On: 01.08.2012 | Pages: 6 | Words: 10.1K | Visits: 228 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy / Hentai / Drama / Sci-fi | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.08.2012 | Updated On: 01.08.2012 | Pages: 6 | Words: 10.1K | Visits: 228 | Status: Work In Progress
During their trip back to the suite Hiro remained distant from Shuichi, refusing to speak to him at all. Once they’d made it back through the vast ship to their living quarters this promptly changed, for as soon as the doors to the room slid shut Hiro turned and drew Shuichi to his chest.
The young captive was a bit shocked by this sudden change in behaviour and let out a startled gasp, even though inside he was greatly relieved Hiro was no longer acting quite so peculiar.
“Does this mean you aren’t mad at me anymore? Whatever I did to upset you I’m sor--”
Hiro put a finger over the boy’s mouth, effectively silencing him.
“Hush love. You have nothing to apologize for.” He leaned down and placed a kiss on Shuichi’s mouth. It started out as a soft meeting of their lips, but quickly progressed to a level of passion they had reached during few other encounters. The young pet was confused by the sudden switch in intensity, having only anticipated a light, affectionate peck on the lips, but he was none-the-less eager to participate in an attempt to resume the intimacy the two of them had put on hold in the tub earlier that day.
After several heated moments, as if being wrenched by some unseen force, Hiro abruptly broke away from their kiss. Breathing heavily, trembling hands on the boys shoulders, he pressed his lips to Shuichi’s flushed forehead, whispering, “That was the kiss I longed to give you earlier, but could not. I’m sorry I had to be so restrained, but I had no choice. I feared losing my self-control in front of the others on the dais, which I’m sad to say would have lead to rather disastrous consequences.” He looked the boy in the eyes. “I made every effort to distance myself from you, as much as it pained me to do so. Forgive me.”
Hiro saw confusion and guilt take over Shuichi’s face as the boy pieced together the series of events that had lead to this moment and immediately regretted what he’d said. He had made it sound as though the young pet was at fault for wrongfully seducing him, when that was certainly not the case. He took Shu’s chin in his hand and directed his hesitant gaze back to him.
“Listen to me little one, you have done absolutely nothing wrong, alright? It is my own fault for not explaining the…situation to you before we left the suite and for this I beg your forgiveness.”
“What do you mean by ‘explain the situation’? Are you sure I didn’t do something wrong? It feels like, somehow, I-I did.” This last came out a little breathlessly as the boy struggled to regain his composure after Hiro’s brief onslaught upon his mouth. Shuichi’s emotions felt like they were running in every direction at once and he had so many questions massing in his mind that it felt as though it might burst; questions from before dinner, about himself and questions now about what Hiro was trying to tell him.
Hiro smiled gently and brushed the backs of his fingers affectionately against his charge’s cheek. Shuichi sighed, leaning into his hand. His head ached, he was tired and his attendant’s touch was a soothing balm for his tattered nerves.
“I was neglectful in my duties,” Hiro continued, “and I do not deserve to be forgiven. I did not put you first and I should have. I’m sorry.”
Shuichi could take no more of his attendants ambiguous apologies.
“Please stop apologizing!” He cried softly, his shoulders shaking. “Whatever you’ve done it’s alright, I’m fine. You’re not angry with me anymore and that’s all I care about, really, so please…just stop.”
Hiro made a noise of self-loathing in his throat and looked away. He did not deserve his little one’s forgiveness and yet the boy gave it so willingly, even when he thought he was at fault and he wasn’t.
The attendant needed to rectify the situation; to explain further. Hopefully it would relieve the poor boy of his queries, or at least some of them, and help ease his mind.
Shuichi stifled a rather persistent yawn with his hand and Hiro narrowed his attentive gaze on the boy.
“You’re tired, little one,” He said, his voice filled with concern. “How inconsiderate of me not to notice before now. Come, this is not the place to be discussing these matters.”
Moving swiftly, he lifted the troubled, sleepy, pet up in his arms and carried him to the bedroom.
When Shuichi had first been brought to the suite from the healing pod he had been rather averse to being picked up and carried to bed like a sleepy child, though now he welcomed it. He found it to be a tremendously comforting experience, particularly when he was as tired as he was now.
“You should be much more comfortable in here.”
Once they were situated contently on the bed Hiro drew the boy against his chest and kissed him again, only this time more slowly. It was an unhurried and gentle exchange between them; delicate and loving. He wanted Shuichi to know how much he cared, and how much he was willing to risk to give in to his feelings, but he feared that telling his little love such things would only cause him to worry, or worse, to pull away from him. That simply would not do.
“Hiro?”
“Yes, love?”
Shu blushed, still getting used to his new epithet. “You mentioned there being…consequences for you, if you’d kissed me. A-are we doing something wrong? Please, be honest with me. I want to know.”
The older of the pair sighed heavily. Despite wanting to withhold this information from Shuichi, Hiro’s programming wouldn’t allow him to refuse a direct question from his charge, so long as the answer could be given without bringing about foreseeable negative consequences.
He bowed his head subserviently. “As you wish,” he replied, his tone static.
Shuichi was very concerned that he was going to get them in trouble and he wanted to be sure he got the whole truth so he could prevent himself from making another mistake. Hiro placed a hand on Shu’s face to calm him when he saw that the boy still looked perturbed.
Hiro took a steadying breath. He’d been dreading talking about this subject since the moment he realized what his feelings were for this strange boy, who now was so entrenched within his heart that he could not fathom a single day without him.
“Not being with you would be my life’s greatest misfortune,” he began quietly, “But, in the eyes of my peers and of the establishment that governs us, yes… I am doing something wrong by feeling this way for you.” The older of the pair winced visibly, but at the same time he felt a great weight lift from his chest. He had said it, it was done.
“There could have been rather serious ramifications should I have actually kissed you in front of everyone, as I mentioned before. I suppose if I were younger, and had not yet learned proper control of my emotions it would not have been such a terrible thing; detrimental to my personal reputation and shameful beyond belief certainly, but it would have been attributed to my youth and most likely forgotten. For someone as old and experienced as myself however, it would be social suicide and could possibly lead to the revocation of my positions, both as Headmaster of the Academy and as your attendant should someone of noble birth take offence; in particular Lord Tatsuha, or your future master.”
Hiro looked hesitantly into Shuichi’s eyes, unsure of what he would see. He found nothing but comfort, understanding, and love waiting there to meet his gaze and this brought a smile to his face.
“What consequences would there be for me?” Shu asked nervously, afraid of what the answer might be. It came out as barely a whisper, “Do my feelings not count for anything?”
“No, I’m afraid they do not count in the least, as unfortunate as it is. You are to be the property of your master, and I an…an accessory to you, if you will. As for your actions, other pets would most certainly look down on you for debasing yourself with me. By having feelings for a servant, and one not even fully organic, or human, such as myself…would be a shameful disgrace. You could very well become a laughing stock, despite your value and status. On top of this your master could decide to get rid of me, and sell you, if he ever found out. Do you understand now why what we feel for one another must remain just between us?”
Shuichi’s mind raced. He loved Hiro and he knew Hiro returned his affection. Whether he told anyone or not his feelings would remain the same, but could he really hold such a thing inside himself forever, never speaking of it to anyone?
The boy hesitated for a moment, and then nodded resolutely. “Yes, I…I understand.”
Tears suddenly began to form in Shuichi’s violet eyes as he clenched his hands into shaking fists. The stress and frustration of everything had finally put enough pressure on him to bring on an deluge of tears. Everything that had happened up to that point; The unpleasant changes going on in his body when he became aroused, his confusion over his rather sudden onslaught of powerful feelings for his attendant, and now having to worry about constantly keeping his feelings hidden from everyone? It was just too much to deal with all at once and his body couldn’t take the strain.
“Whatever is the matter, little pet? Surely, this is nothing to cry about.”
Shu’s voice came out in a wavering gasp. “It’s not, it’s just that everything is happening so fast! And…and I put you in such a terrible position today…I could have ruined everything we have now. I just don’t want to deal with all of this!”
Hiro brought the boy close to him, resting his chin on the top of his head to reassure and soothe him.
“Shh love, just take deep breaths and try not to worry right now. I promise that once we make planet-fall, and we get you settled into your new home, everything will be fine. You’ll see. Oh love, I should have told you all of this some time ago, before you were stressed by other concerns, but I made that decision, not you, and I beg you to remember that. You have absolutely no reason to be upset with yourself because you have done nothing wrong, understand?”
Shu wound his hands into Hiro’s robes and clung tightly to it’s comforting softness as he breathed in the warm, cloying, scent of his attendant’s body.
Finally, he said, “But I have done something wrong, just by feeling the way that I felt earlier. I was so confused, and hurt, and angry when you ignored me, but you were just trying to protect me. If anyone should be asking for forgiveness, it’s me.”
Hiro smiled warmly and held Shu tightly.
“If, despite all I have told you tonight, you still feel you need forgiveness then by all means, it is yours love.”
Shuichi felt much better after hearing these words. He gazed up into Hiro’s adoring blue-gold eyes and smiled. “I love you.”
“And I love you, my little one. You call to my heart like the dawn calls to the night-weary flower.” He whispered. “I do not deserve your love, but I am grateful none the less that you have chosen to give it to me.”
He kissed Shuichi passionately then, his hands silently caressing the boy’s lithe body; mapping his soft yet sinuous frame, as though it were his last chance to touch him.
The attendants hands roamed, undressing the boy as they went, before finally dipping down to caress his swelling member. Shu let out a breathy gasp, but Hiro’s hands were not entirely to blame for it. He just then remembered the conversation he’d had earlier with Rune, and wondered briefly if Hiro would want to know about it.
Had Shu known he was never to talk of such things with others he wouldn’t have said anything in the first place, but he already had. Was what he’d said really so wrong though? After all, Rune was a pet just as he was and he hadn’t looked down on him when he had confessed his heart’s desire. In fact, he seemed to be in favour of it, offering him advice and being kind to him. As Hiro kissed him he made up his mind to simply keep it to himself. After all, Rune was the closest thing Shuichi had to a friend on board the ship and, as much as he cared for his attendant, he wasn’t willing to jeopardize one relationship for the sake of another.
Satisfied with his conclusion he returned his attention to Hiro’s mouth on his body. Unfortunately, the minute he did so he began to feel the familiar sensation of his consciousness slipping from him as his instincts fought to take over his body.
“H-hiro,” Shu gasped softly, gently pushing on the man’s shoulders to get him to stop.
Hiro halted his mouth’s pursuit of the boy’s bare flesh and leaned up on one elbow. “Are you…too tired love?”
Shuichi just lay there for a moment, breathing heavily while he tried to bring himself back from the brink of oblivion.
“No,” he gasped finally.
“Then what ever is the matter?”
“I was…slipping away again. I would like it very much if we could pair, but… not with him in the way.”
Hiro cocked his head and then nervously scanned the room, half expecting to see someone observing them from the shadows. “Him?”
Shuichi sighed in frustration. “The other me…the impostor!”
Hiro’s lip curled in amusement and he instantly relaxed his guard. “I see. You know, I’ve already explained that there is no other you,” he laughed quietly, “It is simply your instincts washing over you, love.”
When his light-hearted words failed to dispel the pained, frustrated look on his little one’s face he frowned and thought about the situation more intensely. While he didn’t understand exactly what Shu was going through, he did know that whatever was wrong needed to be dealt with, as it was causing the boy considerable stress.
The only Angelis he had ever personally encountered had been an older female, who had been very well trained; it hadn’t appeared to him that she was in distress when they’d paired, but then she had been taught her entire life how to control her instincts. Shuichi was not so fortunate; Further more he was beginning his instruction and life as a pet at an age when most pets were already moving onto their second, or perhaps even third, owners.
The majority of pets began instruction under their first attendant at the age of twelve and finished by the age of fourteen. Those purpose bred pets with accelerated ageing had the advantage here, because they matured much quicker than less valuable pets of lower rank and class, and so were trainable and marketable much sooner. Despite their young ages, their bodies were almost fully mature, making them highly prized by potential buyers.
As with most exotic pets, Shuichi was at a disadvantage because he was far older than nearly all of the freshly released pets on the market, though he did have the advantage of being tremendously rare, to the point of being one of a kind, which would more than make up for his lack of training and his age. Most exotic pets had this advantage to an extent; after all, their uniqueness was part of their allure, but Shuichi was definitely in a class of his own in that regard.
The young pet looked at Hiro, his eyes pleading as he took the man’s robes in his hands. “You must know a way to reverse this! Or at least make it so I don’t fade away. Please, you don’t know what this is like for me.”
Hiro’s heart ached when he saw the tears in Shu’s eyes. Not only because he felt sorry for the boy he had come to care for, but because he also felt immensely guilty. His conscience was burdened by the knowledge that it was he who had tried everything in his power to awaken the boy’s abilities; abilities which would bring profit to Lord Tatsuha, and pleasure to Shu’s future owner; Abilities which, as of right now, were bringing Shuichi himself nothing but torment.
The attendant thought for a moment, trying to think of something that could be done to help him, even temporarily. He wracked the depths of his brain, combing it for details, searching his endless data banks of knowledge for the answer.
Shuichi’s abilities were hardwired into his brain, so even if they tried some sort of masking agent to cover the scent of Hiro’s arousal, it would be no use; the boy’s own sexual excitement would trigger the response regardless of any other sensory input.
Hiro rested his hand on Shu’s head as he considered their choices. The boy had quietly wilted down to rest it on the cat-man’s lap, curling his body around his legs. The attendant couldn’t help thinking that the boy resembled a small animal in need of comfort and companionship. Hiro observed him in silence as he gently stroked his hand through the free portion of the boy’s coiffed mane of pink locks. He made a mental note to make sure he took down Shuichi’s hair before they went to sleep so the boy would not wake up with a tension headache. As he watched him, the large clear crystals in his black training collar sparkling brightly in the subdued light of the chandelier sent a spark through Hiro’s mind. He brushed Shuichi’s hair off to one side hurriedly and turned the boy over so he could read the model number on the collar around his neck.
“Hey! What are you--”
“Just stay still little one, I may have just figured out a solution to our problem.”
“Really?!” Shuichi beamed elatedly.
Hiro increased the magnification of his gaze in order to read the finely printed engraving; It read XTL-5-0001.
It was just as he thought. Shuichi was wearing a xeigon-class, level 5 training collar, the most powerful stimulator on the market.
Why hadn’t he thought of checking the collar before?
They were standard issue collars for exotic pets, designed to increase arousal levels artificially to encourage the pet’s receptiveness towards training when they might be otherwise inclined to resist.
Because the boy had been in such a state of distress when he’d left that first time, Hiro had been in a hurry to get back to Shuichi’s healing pod and he hadn’t bothered to verify the model number on the collar he had received from the outfitter. Everything had happened rather quickly that day and, then, he hadn’t had a reason to be concerned about the model number of the boy’s collar in the first place.
“So…what does it say? You’re sort of hurting my neck.”
Startled by the boy’s complaint, Hiro removed his hands quickly so he could sit up. He hadn’t realized he’d become so lost in reflecting on the events that had lead to such a simple, but impactive, error.
“It is just as I suspected. You are wearing a level 5 training collar.” Hiro replied.
Shuichi wasn’t sure exactly what that meant, but he didn’t really care. “So… if we take it off will that…um…fix me?”
“There is nothing wrong with you, love, and no, I cannot reverse what has happened inside you physically, but what I can do is remove your collar so that hopefully it will stop exacerbating the problem.”
“So if you take it off of me we can pair?” This last word came out as barely more than a hushed murmur as a blush spread across Shuichi’s face. His question and subsequent blush tightened something low in Hiro’s body and caused a shudder to race up his spine.
The attendant wasn’t sure if taking the collar off was going to improve things as much as the boy hoped that it would, but he was willing to take the risk so they could try.
“I do not know, love. If you were any other male I would know for sure what effects the aeon field being projected by the crystals on your collar were having on you, but because you are an Angelis I can’t say for sure how it is interacting with your unique body chemistry, if it is even affecting you at all. The only thing we can do is…try.”
After muttering something under his breath in Lutarian, the attendant removed the collar circling the boys neck and set it beside them on the immense bed. The faint, ever-present, glow coming from inside the crystals faded as soon as the device was removed and Hiro grew hopeful. “Well?” he asked hesitantly, “Do you feel any different?”
Shuichi rubbed his neck gingerly, relishing the feeling of fresh air on his neck for the first time in weeks. He waited a moment and then shook his head, muttering sadly, “No, not really.”
In all his long years Hiro had never attempted anything like this. Taking the collar off of an exotic pet without explicit orders was forbidden, mostly because of how expensive they were, but also because they were the only group of pets with an escape risk rating above 1%. The command to remove a collar had to be issued by the trader or owner in possession of the pet and even then such a command was only ever given in the case of surgery that required it’s removal; The collars aeon field interfered with anesthetising drugs.
Hiro wasn’t sure how the boy, or any other pet for that matter, would feel after the collar was removed so he had no idea whether Shuichi’s response was normal or not. Clearly more research needed to be done on the devices and their interactions with human brain chemistry and Hiro silently stored his desire to bring this matter up with the Bio-technology Research and Development board at the Academy when he returned.
He gave the boy a sultry look, his thoughts of research vanishing. He was interested in only one type of experiment now.
“Well then, I suppose there is only one way to see if it has worked or not.”
Pressing gently against Shuichi’s chest with his fingertips, Hiro laid the boy down onto the bed. He looked up at his attendant with wide, trusting eyes; mouth slightly agape in salacious anticipation of what was to come. Swiftly thereafter, Hiro pursued the young pets lips, tenderly devouring them along with the soft, involuntary moans escaping from between them.
Shuichi’s eyes fluttered rapidly as his hands idly toyed with the silky hair cascading down around him like a ruby-coloured veil.
While the effect that removing the training collar had had on him hadn’t been immediately obvious, Shu definitely felt a difference in himself once Hiro started kissing and caressing him in earnest. It was abundantly clear to him that he was free, at least to touch and feel and grasp all that pairing had to offer him.
The attendants mouth was locked with his, the mans smooth, supple hands roamed his body to find his hidden pleasure points and yet, through all of this, he was not slipping into himself. He could feel the soft lull of it tugging at the edges of his awareness, trying to coax him into the darkness, but unlike when he had been wearing the collar, he was now able to placate the metaphorical hands by opening himself to the intense pleasure and emotion Hiro was gifting him with, much like giving a bone to a frolicsome dog so that it would lay quiet and be still at your side. When he’d been wearing the collar, as soon as the tugging sensation started to flit around his awareness, it’s presence overwhelmed him instantly. Now, he was able to overpower it; now he was the one in control. He felt he could choose how much of himself he wanted to give over to his passion instead of being a slave to it.
Hiro paused for a moment, smoothly pulling his mouth away from Shuichi’s kiss-swollen lips.
His voice came out subdued but laden with lust. “And how do you feel now, love?”
Shu groaned softly and wrapped his arms around his attendant’s neck. Burying his face in Hiro’s hair, he inhaled deeply; the scent of it was unique and wonderful and stimulated him in devious ways.
“Your mouth on mine…and your hands on my skin… it all feels so wonderful. And I’m feeling everything…I’m in control now.”
Hiro was so pleased to hear this that he wrapped his arms around the boy and held his lithe body against his own agile frame. He had been wishing for his little one to come back to him, regretting immensely what he’d done to change him. He had wanted desperately for him to be the way he had been before, and Loka had answered his prayers. He thanked her silently as he slowly stroked Shuichi’s hair and caressed his back.
The young pet let himself be held, for he too was overjoyed that Hiro’s experiment had worked and he was relishing his ability to maintain control of himself.
A single tear of happiness collected in the corner of Hiro’s eye and as he shifted to wipe it away he suddenly felt the warm weight of Shuichi’s hand on his groin. The boy danced his fingers, almost innocently, along the length of his robe-enshrouded member; mapping it’s contours with his finger tips as though trying to get a mental image of it using only his sense of touch.
Hiro’s mouth gaped sensually at the unexpected touch and his head drew back to expose the long line of his throat. It was a form of touch which, on the surface, seemed innocent and inquisitive, but underneath was decidedly deliberate and this made it all the more erotic. Seeing the opportunity to pursue his attendant further, Shuichi brazenly drew onto his knees and grazed his lips over the lilac-skinned man’s supple throat; ghosting kisses along it’s length until he reached his mouth. His hand continued to play around gently with Hiro’s engorged organ as his other hand drew up to caress the side of Hiro’s pectorals. Ever so carefully, and with extreme precision, the boy drew the cat-man into a languid kiss.
The attendant was, at first, a bit shocked by this rather forward, dominant, behaviour and for a split second he was concerned that his plan had somehow failed after all. Thankfully a quick glance at Shuichi’s eyes told him that the boy was not under the complete control of his instincts, the eyes in his refined face were the eyes he knew and had come to love. No, the boy was definitely making the conscious choice to try and seduce him, and it was vigorously stirring things low in his body.
With the collar off, Shu’s sexual aggressiveness should have been somewhat lessened, at least partially, but the boy seemed just as eager as he had with the device on, in fact more so now, it seemed, than before. Hiro was perplexed by this, but he smiled as it was certainly not the first time Shu had done something that took him by surprise. The little pet was a fascinatingly curious specimen and challenged Hiro’s knowledge of pet practice and behaviour on a daily basis. His actions were refreshing, his quirks were humour-inspiring and his body was utterly intoxicating.
For an attendant over one thousand years old, not much was surprising; No duty was new or unlearned. With Shuichi though, somehow, each day and each task that came along felt untried and inbued with life. The young pet managed to make him feel like he was fifty again and just undertaking his first attendancy.
In that moment, he was also succeeding in making him feel tremendously aroused.
On the other side of things, Shuichi, his mind normally in a state of sexually-charged anoesis when aroused, now felt clear and cognisant. A familiar little flame was licking at his insides, burning him up and making his skin tingle from the inside out. He longed to be touched and stroked and he made his wishes quite clear by planting Hiro’s hands against his naked body.
“Touch me,” he begged softly, his words trailing the edge of a kiss against Hiro’s jaw.
The cat-man did not need to be prompted further and in an agile flash he pinned the eager boy’s shoulders to the bed.
“Ah!”
Shuichi was not put off in the least to have the lead taken back from him by his attendant, in fact it aroused him a great deal. His mouth parted gently and he closed his eyes to savour the feeling of being so swiftly dominated. Shuichi thought, for a moment, that it should seem a lot stranger for such a thing to feel so very good to him, but the thought was nothing more than a fleeting whisper in the back of his mind, the kind he had learned to stop listening to. He had come to understand that questioning things that brought him pleasure simply because they were strange was a fruitless endeavour in his current position and that it was much simpler to just enjoy himself. Being an Angelis brought him many benefits that aided him in doing just that, as his body and psyche were designed to take control of a sexual situation as easily as they relinquished it to a more forceful partner. Angeli were designed to take and give pleasure equally. In a sense, they were bred to be outstanding upholders of Loka’s laws, truly revelling in her gift to them by delighting in all forms of sexual contact and being happiest when pleasing, or being pleased by, another being. This unique design made him just as happy to give pleasure as to receive it.
Instinctively the boy lifted his knees back against his chest, spreading them wide in the process so that Hiro’s lower body fit snugly against him.
A punctuated set of guttural, anxious, chuffs rumbled out of Hiro’s throat in quick succession as his spread robe finally allowed his throbbing cock to push tightly against Shuichi’s exposed groin; flesh to searing flesh.
Just as Hiro clamped an embarrassed hand over his mouth, Shu opened his eyes.
Hiro looked away from his charge, once again disgusted with himself for being so eager that he could not control his own vocalizations.
“My apologies, love.” he sighed, still keeping his gaze averted.
Shuichi put his hand on Hiro’s jaw and turned his face back towards him.
“There’s no need to apologize. Make any sort of sounds you want.” He pulled his attendant close. “I…sort of like them.” He whispered bashfully into his elongated ear.
Hiro gave Shuichi a curious glance out of the corner of his eye. “Do you really?”
The boy nodded, a slight blush dusting his cheeks. “Yes.”
Delighted by this news, Hiro pressed his face into Shu’s neck, smiling as he lavished kisses over the warm, tender, flesh. In his enthusiasm he even began to nibble and bite at the boy’s pink throat intermittently, making Shu gasp and moan erotically, while the hand that was not holding the attendant up roamed freely across the pale expanse of his charge’s youthful, untouched, body.
His fingers swiftly found their way down to the boy’s groin, where he promptly employed his expertly trained digits in caressing and fondling Shu’s throbbing cock. They danced fluently along the full length of his shaft; gently rolling and playing with the extra skin pulled back over the ripe, exposed, head. Hiro’s ministrations earned him an intense, trembling, shudder from his eager charge, and the boy’s vocalizations only grew louder as the cat-man slipped the tip of his finger gently underneath the retracted foreskin and began slowly circling it around the head of the boy’s member while his remaining fingers rubbed against the upper length of his shaft.
Not used to such intense stimulation, Shuichi began panting as his lust steadily built and stoked the growing fire inside his body. Never had he been touched in such a way by anyone before, not even by his own hands. Masturbation was considered sinful where he came from and he had always found his strong need for self-consummation to be exceptionally shameful; so much so that when he did break down and pleasure himself—the warm seclusion of the hay loft being his location of choice—it was always done in a manner that would bring about the fastest results, not the most pleasure. For him, fondling his own manhood was something he saw as necessary, not as a task to be undertaken simply for enjoyment. What Hiro was doing to him was something completely different from this.
With only a slight amount of effort he was managing to bestow more pleasure upon Shu’s body than the young man had ever succeeded in bringing to himself.
As Hiro concentrated on the work of his left hand, he neglected to pay full attention to what he was also doing with his mouth and accidentally snagged the side of Shuichi’s throat with his fangs when the boy unexpectedly writhed against him. Instead of crying out in pain, the boy’s hips bucked violently and he let out a spine tingling moan as his body convulsed in the throes of his climax. Hiro’s hand was covered with the aftermath of the boy’s intense release before he’d even fully realized what he’d done.
“Oh…” Shu panted breathlessly as wave after wave of electrified pin pricks danced across his skin. He had never experienced a climax quite like that ever in his life. Even the culmination of his first pairing with Ryuichi had not been so uniquely overpowering.
“Oh love, your neck! What have I done…Are you alright?”
Shuichi was confused. He had no idea what Hiro was talking about. “My neck? And yes, I’m more than fine actually. What did you do to me just now?”
Hiro was surprised that Shu wasn’t in any pain, particularly because the twin wounds were bleeding rather profusely. The initial “bite” of the wound being pleasurable for the boy was rather unexpected, though admittedly it was not a response Hiro was completely unfamiliar with. There were many people, pets and masters alike, who enjoyed overly rough bed play; some even indulging in the pleasured bite of a whip or paddle against their bare flesh.
“I accidentally cut your neck with my fangs, love. Here now, just let me…”
Hiro quickly pressed the loose bed coverlet against Shu’s neck to stem the flow of blood slowly trickling from the parallel wounds. He brought the boy’s own hand up and made him keep pressure on it while he went to a supply cabinet in the bath hall for some bandaging spray and an antiseptic pad.
Upon his return the wounds were not bleeding quite so fervently. He inspected Shuichi’s neck closely and was relieved to see that the cuts were not deep. His teeth must have only grazed the boy’s neck, lacerating quite a number of topical blood vessels and leaving two long, shallow, trench-like cuts running parallel to his collar bone and to each other.
“This might sting a little, so take my hand.” Hiro warned as he held up a moist antiseptic gauze pad and his free hand simultaneously. The smell from the pad burned Shuichi’s nose and made him feel slightly dizzy, but he steeled himself for the pain and took the offered hand bravely.
He of course began whimpering pathetically the instant Hiro began dabbing the wounds with the cleansing pad; his aforementioned steely resolve melted away faster than an cube of ice in a hot pan.
“Ouch! Hey, that hurts! Nnn…”
He even tried half-heartedly to squirm away from the burning sting of the antiseptic pad, but Hiro held his hand and pulled it against his body to keep him firmly in place. It was a gentle form of restraint, but Shuichi knew it was also tacitly warning him not to try anything else.
“Shhh, I know little one, I know it hurts, but just keep squeezing my hand. Yes, just like that. Good boy, I’m almost finished now.”
Shuichi clenched his eyes shut and squeezed Hiro’s hand as hard as he could, until finally the smarting pain went away. It stopped stinging, but it left a dull burning sensation in its wake which did not feel much better.
“There now, I’m all done.”
When he tentatively cracked open his eyes Shu’s glance was immediately drawn to the blood stained cloth in Hiro’s lap. He was absolutely shocked by the amount of blood soaked into the coverlet; he hadn’t felt any pain from the cuts until Hiro had begun cleaning them so he was unaware of how much they had actually bled.
The attendant in question now felt even more miserable than he had to begin with, because on top of being neglectful and injuring his charge he had been forced to cause him additional pain by cleaning the wounds out with antiseptic. He blew softly against the boy’s neck to help evaporate any alcohol still left clinging to the lacerations and ease the burning sensation the boy was surely feeling.
“That makes it…feel better.” Shu murmured, eyes closing as he once again started to feel the effects of his long, strenuous, day pulling at his consciousness. It didn’t help matters much that he had just climaxed, nor did having Hiro’s warm, comforting, embrace to lean into.
As the pain subsided and Hiro’s loving attention started to sink in deeper, the boy began to doze off. He wondered about the mysteries of pleasure while sleep struggled to claim him. Certainly he had never enjoyed cutting himself accidentally on anything before, so then why had it felt so good when Hiro had done it while pleasuring him? This was his last conscious thought before he drifted off to sleep completely.
When he heard the boy’s breathing slow down, Hiro transferred the sleeping pet from his leaning position against his chest to a sprawled position on the soft bed. He guided the boy’s head gently to the side and, after pushing his hair out of the way, sprayed a thin layer of bandaging liquid over his wounds to keep them from becoming infected. The sticky liquid, which acted much like a second skin, quickly dried and changed color from clear to a white-peach tone that matched Shuichi’s skin perfectly. In a matter of seconds it concealed both wounds from sight; It appeared as if they had never been there at all.
As Shuichi slipped further and further into his dreams, Hiro was left very much awake and faced with a bit of a problem. A rather personal problem, the likes of which he hadn’t encountered since he had been a whelp. In his heart he knew he should ignore the issue entirely and practice self-restraint like any self-respecting attendant would do, however he was just as hard as he had been before Shuichi had gotten injured and he felt that, this time, there was no ignoring it; something needed to be done if he was to get any rest.
Hiro gingerly lifted one of Shuichi’s arms and, hesitantly, gave it a small shake. He froze and waited, but there was no response whatsoever. The boy was out like a light. He placed his arm down, smiling, and pulled the covers up around the youth’s shoulders.
Shu snuggled into the blankets, and made a contented little snorting sound in his sleep.
Hiro laughed quietly to himself, enjoying the young man’s boyish, innocent, sleeping habits. He was actually quite pleased with how well Shu had handled his slight injury, and was delighted to see him sleeping so soundly after such a hard day, but it didn’t change the fact that he was still painfully aroused and in need of release. He was a bit disappointed that he was once again unable to violate the boy completely as he now desperately wished to do, but he mentally reassured himself that there was plenty of time for them to enjoy each other’s bodies slowly and properly as they had intended to that evening, before their little accident.
Silently cursing his own fang teeth for thwarting his lascivious plans, Hiro slowly adjusted himself against the pile of pillows behind him and slipped a trembling hand around the base of his aching shaft. He glanced once more at Shuichi to confirm that he was still asleep and saw that his luscious pink lips had parted. The boy’s glistening wet tongue was just visible through the small gap between his top and bottom teeth and when it twitched ever so slightly Hiro couldn’t stop the soft groan that escaped him. Though he felt more than a bit devious for masturbating to the sleeping face of the boy he loved, Hiro swallowed his nerves and slowly began to work himself with his hand, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on Shuichi’s gently curved mouth. His mind raced as he stroked himself; vividly he imagined having the boy’s hot little mouth clamped over his rigid cock, felating him perfectly as he had the morning of his first pairing in the sitting room, using just the right combination of teeth and tongue. Hiro secretly loved it when pets grazed him gently with their incisors in the heat of passion and he mimicked his imagination with his own hand, angling two of his fingernails inward so that they brushed against his shaft deliciously with each pump of his hand.
He tossed his head back against the pillows as a wave of pleasure swept through his body. He fought the urge to speed up his hand and finish quickly; instead he kept his hand moving at a torturously slow pace so he could savour the feeling of touching himself for the last time.
Never again, he told himself silently. He would never stoop so low as to pleasure himself with his hand ever again.
Over and over, across his mind in an infinite loop the words flew.
Never again.
Never again.
Never again.
The mantra in his mind started to match pace with his hand and the guilt he felt just made it seem all the more exciting. It served to add to his pleasure in a huge twisted cord of emotion that seemed to have no end and no beginning.
The images in his mind began to meld together; he was no longer reliving the scene of Shuichi pleasuring him, but similar scenes from a millennia of sexual pleasure, all at once. All the pets who he had ever served, that he had ever trained and who had serviced him in such a fashion were congealing together into the image of Shuichi between his knees. Dozens of mouths, and tongues, and pairs of hands in every color imaginable all wrapped solidly around his length as he put every ounce of effort he had into each stroke of his hand, trying not to give in to his desire for release.
The illusion began shifting and changing as he fell deeper into it; becoming more intense. He could feel the heat of the mouths of dozens of pets working his shaft, he could feel their hands as they gently handled his testicles, rolling his sack back and forth and gently grasping it with dainty fingers.
The pleasure of it all was so intense that he started to thrust his hips up into his hand, and this was his undoing. He saw stars as he released his trapped seed violently onto his hand. Or it should have fallen onto his hand.
His eyes flew open immediately and it was then that he realized why his fantasy had been so vivid. Kuma, his best friend, most trusted peer and often his voice of reason, was kneeling on the floor beside him, next to the bed. The side of his frosted-pink mouth was covered in Hiro’s spent essence.
“Kuma?!” He whispered harshly as he quickly covered himself with his robe. Hiro’s voice conveyed the level of shock he felt, the waves of which were wracking his body along with those lingering from his orgasm.
“What did you…Why did you…What are you doing here?!”
The pink skinned attendant smiled at him and calmly wiped his mouth on the back of his hand.
Softly, he replied, “I apologize for startling you. My actions were unorthodox and I am sensing you are feeling a bit…shocked by them.”
“A bit shocked?! Do you have any idea how improper your—”
“Yes, I realize it was improper, but if you would just hear me out?”
Hiro looked at Shuichi uneasily and then slowly motioned for Kuma to follow him out into the sitting room. There they could talk openly without risk of the boy overhearing or being woken up.
When they were seated across from one another Kuma resumed his explanation.
“You see, I came here seeking your counsel on a rather pressing matter and when I received no answer to my pages and knocks on the front door, even though my bio-reader indicated you were inside, I grew worried that you may have been injured, so I overrode your security sequence and let myself in. And…then I saw you ma—”
“What right did you have to override my security sequence?!”
“I already told you, I was concerned about your wellbeing! It is not like you to ignore pages and people knocking on your door.”
“Be that as it may, what gives you the right to tinker with my security sequence? What if after you’d come in to look for me Shuichi had gotten to the door and escaped?”
The look on Kuma’s face indicated that he clearly had not thought of such a scenario before he’d entered the suite.
“Well… he’s wearing a collar; even if he did escape we could just track him down and collect him. The ship is not that big.”
“And what if he wasn’t wearing his collar?!”
Hiro realized then that he’d said to much.
Kuma looked at him curiously. The look Hiro gave him in return told the pink-skinned attendant everything and he gave a small gasp.
“You removed his collar? I do hope you received the command to do so from Lord Tatsuha.”
“You know I didn’t.” Hiro stated solemnly.
It was Kuma’s turn to look shocked. “Hiro! What in the world would compel you to do such a risky thing? You know how much that pet is worth, if he escaped, Lord Tatsuha would kill—”
“I know that! But it was a risk I was willing to take.”
“You cannot be serious? Why on earth would you risk your own life for the sake of a pet?!” Kuma demanded angrily.
“Because I love him, that’s why!” Hiro shouted. His words hung heavily, unnaturally so, in the air surrounding the two attendants and for a long while they sat together in silent contemplation, avoiding each others eyes.
Hiro finally sighed after several minutes had passed and redirected his wayward gaze back to his friend.
“Things tonight have been…strange, old friend. You’ve done some…things…that I find a bit unusual, and I understand you have your reasons, but then I have reasons for doing the things I have done as well, things which you might find equally as confusing and unorthodox. I propose that we discuss these matters between us at a later time, once we’ve both had a chance to think things over and cool our heads.”
Kuma didn’t reply. He stood silently, his tail tip flicking with irritation as he strode across the small sitting area towards the door. As he passed Hiro’s chair he stopped. Without looking at his friend he stated, “Apologies, dear friend, if my actions or words this evening have upset you, but you are not the only one here who has love clouding his judgement.”
Hiro remained rooted to his chair, his mouth closed tight, as Kuma continued onward past him to exit through the front door of the suite.
The attendant stood and was about to go after his friend and confront him when the rippling shock wave of an explosion tore through the ship and sent him crashing to the ground.
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Ho ho ho everyone! Merry Christmas!!! I told you there would be a chapter update in the near future and I delivered mwuahahaa! (if you are confused please check the reviews for the story, I posted an update there on the off chance you actually go to that page ha ha!)
Just got back from Florida on a trip to Disney World with the fams and I came back plumb full of story to write down.
Sooo many exciting plotty plotty things will be happening soon ughnnn I can taste the awesome sexiness of it all! So sorry that the chapter was a bit later, but school work and writers block plagued me on this chapter to extreme crying-in-my-cereal levels. But everything is okay and on the plus side, I managed to draw (I think) a pretty nice rendition of Rune for all of you which I will put down below (I think I’m going to put a permanent art links section at the bottom of every page, since I have quite a few pieces of art for this story now.) AND I even commissioned the fabulous *Tsukiastar on DA to draw me up a picture of Rune and Varrin. I was going to hold onto it and release it with the chapter in which the scene actually happens, but since it’s Christmas and I’m feeling very happy I made my deadline for once in a million friggin’ years, I’m going to put it up on this chapter. I’m not going to give you any backstory on the picture because I don’t want to give anything away, but you can speculate to your hearts content! ^_^ Enjoy the chapter, enjoy the pictures and please have a merry merry Christmas!
See you all again real soon!
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*NEW*Art Section*NEW*
Links to all Captivation art.
Hiro--
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Prince Varrin Ruvale--
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Rune--
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*BONUS*Varrin and Rune--
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(Varrin’s scars were left out as per my request because I plan on adding them when I eventually get around to coloring this and adding a background. I have *Tsukiastars full permission to do so, it’s just a matter of finding the time)
For Gurabite reviewers:
bakayarona: Tee hee you said quickie. Lol. You know that’s kinda what I had in mind when I was writing it too! Mmm bishie cake… Do you suppose it’s semen flavoured? Lol naahh that would be gross. Ah yes…Eiri…Heh heh…His grand arrival into the plot is fast approaching. I’d say if not in the next chapter, the chapter after for sure. But I’m almost positive he’ll be in the next chapter though, but I’m covering my bases with the later estimate. I have a way of getting ahead of myself. Don’t wanna promise something in case I need to make a change. But sooooon my pretty….sooooon….>:D
Mia: Well thank you darling that really means a lot! I am actually going to school to be a writer. Well technically I am an English major, classics minor with my language other than English of choice being Japanese, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to be able to get published after I graduate, or even before, but it certainly can’t do me any harm. I love writing more than anything and it’s something I have dreamt about doing since I was a little girl. I’m glad I am able to make you happy with my skills thus far, though I always aim to improve!
Yes it’s totally okay for you to say that you don’t like Hiro.
You are not alone as I recall another reviewer also said the same thing, and for similar reasons if I’m not mistaken. I am far to lazy to go and look right now, otherwise I could tell you for certain lol. I’m not going to give anything away as far as Yuki and Shuichi’s future relationship is concerned, but I will say that Hiro…complicates things. Or should I say Yuki complicates things. Hmm It’s so hard to say for sure who does what lol. You shall just have to wait and see.
You know I tend to not like original characters, though in AU I tend to like them more since they are sort of necessary in a lot of cases. I have a similar story series on here called The ABC Arc by Aja, with a collection of non AU stories that I absolutely fell in love with and there is an original character in that series named Matsuo, Hiro’s boyfriend, and I wanted him to be a canon character so badly. ;_; So I know what that’s like. Lol oooh and also pretty much every original character in Kira Takenouchi’s Taming Riki series I want to be made canon like for realsies. Omaki and Yousi = <3! ^_^ There I go again I am rambling lol. All I have to say about Varrin is don’t assume anything about him just yet. That man is a pretty little firecracker just waiting to be lit. He just needs the right kind of…spark. >:D
EIRI-CHICK: Darling thank you so much for all of your input. It means so much to me to get your feed back, you really have no idea. I am so glad you are hooked and that you are enjoying the story thus far. I am fixing typos as I read through it over and over but please point them out when you can so I can fix them faster. My eyes sometimes glide over them because I know what I wanted the line to say, in my head you know, so I am not truly reading each letter and observing my grammar closely enough when I proof read.
You said it perfectly. If there was nothing to cause strife in Shu’s life then what would be the point of reading about him? You are absolutely right there!^_^.
Heh heh…oh Kuma…
Yes actually I have thought of publishing it as a yaoi novel. I am writing this with full intentions of it being published once it is finished, the names will be changed on cannon Gravi characters, with perhaps the exception of Hiro because for some reason I am so very attached to him just as he is. Not sure if I will be able to do that, but if any name can stay it will be his.
As a matter of fact I did manage to get a commission done of Varrin, but it is not of him with his shirt off, although I am on the look out for an artist who is reasonably priced, draws and does full color in the style I like and can draw scars in detail. When I find this person I will be getting a full body, or at least a three-quarter shot done of him shirtless. *I can dream*
Thank you for the feedback about the name. I have since changed it! ^_^
Salamander: I hope this chapter satisfies some of your curiosity. Do not fear I won’t ever be dropping this one, life just gets in the way sometimes so I compensate by posting really long chapters.
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The young captive was a bit shocked by this sudden change in behaviour and let out a startled gasp, even though inside he was greatly relieved Hiro was no longer acting quite so peculiar.
“Does this mean you aren’t mad at me anymore? Whatever I did to upset you I’m sor--”
Hiro put a finger over the boy’s mouth, effectively silencing him.
“Hush love. You have nothing to apologize for.” He leaned down and placed a kiss on Shuichi’s mouth. It started out as a soft meeting of their lips, but quickly progressed to a level of passion they had reached during few other encounters. The young pet was confused by the sudden switch in intensity, having only anticipated a light, affectionate peck on the lips, but he was none-the-less eager to participate in an attempt to resume the intimacy the two of them had put on hold in the tub earlier that day.
After several heated moments, as if being wrenched by some unseen force, Hiro abruptly broke away from their kiss. Breathing heavily, trembling hands on the boys shoulders, he pressed his lips to Shuichi’s flushed forehead, whispering, “That was the kiss I longed to give you earlier, but could not. I’m sorry I had to be so restrained, but I had no choice. I feared losing my self-control in front of the others on the dais, which I’m sad to say would have lead to rather disastrous consequences.” He looked the boy in the eyes. “I made every effort to distance myself from you, as much as it pained me to do so. Forgive me.”
Hiro saw confusion and guilt take over Shuichi’s face as the boy pieced together the series of events that had lead to this moment and immediately regretted what he’d said. He had made it sound as though the young pet was at fault for wrongfully seducing him, when that was certainly not the case. He took Shu’s chin in his hand and directed his hesitant gaze back to him.
“Listen to me little one, you have done absolutely nothing wrong, alright? It is my own fault for not explaining the…situation to you before we left the suite and for this I beg your forgiveness.”
“What do you mean by ‘explain the situation’? Are you sure I didn’t do something wrong? It feels like, somehow, I-I did.” This last came out a little breathlessly as the boy struggled to regain his composure after Hiro’s brief onslaught upon his mouth. Shuichi’s emotions felt like they were running in every direction at once and he had so many questions massing in his mind that it felt as though it might burst; questions from before dinner, about himself and questions now about what Hiro was trying to tell him.
Hiro smiled gently and brushed the backs of his fingers affectionately against his charge’s cheek. Shuichi sighed, leaning into his hand. His head ached, he was tired and his attendant’s touch was a soothing balm for his tattered nerves.
“I was neglectful in my duties,” Hiro continued, “and I do not deserve to be forgiven. I did not put you first and I should have. I’m sorry.”
Shuichi could take no more of his attendants ambiguous apologies.
“Please stop apologizing!” He cried softly, his shoulders shaking. “Whatever you’ve done it’s alright, I’m fine. You’re not angry with me anymore and that’s all I care about, really, so please…just stop.”
Hiro made a noise of self-loathing in his throat and looked away. He did not deserve his little one’s forgiveness and yet the boy gave it so willingly, even when he thought he was at fault and he wasn’t.
The attendant needed to rectify the situation; to explain further. Hopefully it would relieve the poor boy of his queries, or at least some of them, and help ease his mind.
Shuichi stifled a rather persistent yawn with his hand and Hiro narrowed his attentive gaze on the boy.
“You’re tired, little one,” He said, his voice filled with concern. “How inconsiderate of me not to notice before now. Come, this is not the place to be discussing these matters.”
Moving swiftly, he lifted the troubled, sleepy, pet up in his arms and carried him to the bedroom.
When Shuichi had first been brought to the suite from the healing pod he had been rather averse to being picked up and carried to bed like a sleepy child, though now he welcomed it. He found it to be a tremendously comforting experience, particularly when he was as tired as he was now.
“You should be much more comfortable in here.”
Once they were situated contently on the bed Hiro drew the boy against his chest and kissed him again, only this time more slowly. It was an unhurried and gentle exchange between them; delicate and loving. He wanted Shuichi to know how much he cared, and how much he was willing to risk to give in to his feelings, but he feared that telling his little love such things would only cause him to worry, or worse, to pull away from him. That simply would not do.
“Hiro?”
“Yes, love?”
Shu blushed, still getting used to his new epithet. “You mentioned there being…consequences for you, if you’d kissed me. A-are we doing something wrong? Please, be honest with me. I want to know.”
The older of the pair sighed heavily. Despite wanting to withhold this information from Shuichi, Hiro’s programming wouldn’t allow him to refuse a direct question from his charge, so long as the answer could be given without bringing about foreseeable negative consequences.
He bowed his head subserviently. “As you wish,” he replied, his tone static.
Shuichi was very concerned that he was going to get them in trouble and he wanted to be sure he got the whole truth so he could prevent himself from making another mistake. Hiro placed a hand on Shu’s face to calm him when he saw that the boy still looked perturbed.
Hiro took a steadying breath. He’d been dreading talking about this subject since the moment he realized what his feelings were for this strange boy, who now was so entrenched within his heart that he could not fathom a single day without him.
“Not being with you would be my life’s greatest misfortune,” he began quietly, “But, in the eyes of my peers and of the establishment that governs us, yes… I am doing something wrong by feeling this way for you.” The older of the pair winced visibly, but at the same time he felt a great weight lift from his chest. He had said it, it was done.
“There could have been rather serious ramifications should I have actually kissed you in front of everyone, as I mentioned before. I suppose if I were younger, and had not yet learned proper control of my emotions it would not have been such a terrible thing; detrimental to my personal reputation and shameful beyond belief certainly, but it would have been attributed to my youth and most likely forgotten. For someone as old and experienced as myself however, it would be social suicide and could possibly lead to the revocation of my positions, both as Headmaster of the Academy and as your attendant should someone of noble birth take offence; in particular Lord Tatsuha, or your future master.”
Hiro looked hesitantly into Shuichi’s eyes, unsure of what he would see. He found nothing but comfort, understanding, and love waiting there to meet his gaze and this brought a smile to his face.
“What consequences would there be for me?” Shu asked nervously, afraid of what the answer might be. It came out as barely a whisper, “Do my feelings not count for anything?”
“No, I’m afraid they do not count in the least, as unfortunate as it is. You are to be the property of your master, and I an…an accessory to you, if you will. As for your actions, other pets would most certainly look down on you for debasing yourself with me. By having feelings for a servant, and one not even fully organic, or human, such as myself…would be a shameful disgrace. You could very well become a laughing stock, despite your value and status. On top of this your master could decide to get rid of me, and sell you, if he ever found out. Do you understand now why what we feel for one another must remain just between us?”
Shuichi’s mind raced. He loved Hiro and he knew Hiro returned his affection. Whether he told anyone or not his feelings would remain the same, but could he really hold such a thing inside himself forever, never speaking of it to anyone?
The boy hesitated for a moment, and then nodded resolutely. “Yes, I…I understand.”
Tears suddenly began to form in Shuichi’s violet eyes as he clenched his hands into shaking fists. The stress and frustration of everything had finally put enough pressure on him to bring on an deluge of tears. Everything that had happened up to that point; The unpleasant changes going on in his body when he became aroused, his confusion over his rather sudden onslaught of powerful feelings for his attendant, and now having to worry about constantly keeping his feelings hidden from everyone? It was just too much to deal with all at once and his body couldn’t take the strain.
“Whatever is the matter, little pet? Surely, this is nothing to cry about.”
Shu’s voice came out in a wavering gasp. “It’s not, it’s just that everything is happening so fast! And…and I put you in such a terrible position today…I could have ruined everything we have now. I just don’t want to deal with all of this!”
Hiro brought the boy close to him, resting his chin on the top of his head to reassure and soothe him.
“Shh love, just take deep breaths and try not to worry right now. I promise that once we make planet-fall, and we get you settled into your new home, everything will be fine. You’ll see. Oh love, I should have told you all of this some time ago, before you were stressed by other concerns, but I made that decision, not you, and I beg you to remember that. You have absolutely no reason to be upset with yourself because you have done nothing wrong, understand?”
Shu wound his hands into Hiro’s robes and clung tightly to it’s comforting softness as he breathed in the warm, cloying, scent of his attendant’s body.
Finally, he said, “But I have done something wrong, just by feeling the way that I felt earlier. I was so confused, and hurt, and angry when you ignored me, but you were just trying to protect me. If anyone should be asking for forgiveness, it’s me.”
Hiro smiled warmly and held Shu tightly.
“If, despite all I have told you tonight, you still feel you need forgiveness then by all means, it is yours love.”
Shuichi felt much better after hearing these words. He gazed up into Hiro’s adoring blue-gold eyes and smiled. “I love you.”
“And I love you, my little one. You call to my heart like the dawn calls to the night-weary flower.” He whispered. “I do not deserve your love, but I am grateful none the less that you have chosen to give it to me.”
He kissed Shuichi passionately then, his hands silently caressing the boy’s lithe body; mapping his soft yet sinuous frame, as though it were his last chance to touch him.
The attendants hands roamed, undressing the boy as they went, before finally dipping down to caress his swelling member. Shu let out a breathy gasp, but Hiro’s hands were not entirely to blame for it. He just then remembered the conversation he’d had earlier with Rune, and wondered briefly if Hiro would want to know about it.
Had Shu known he was never to talk of such things with others he wouldn’t have said anything in the first place, but he already had. Was what he’d said really so wrong though? After all, Rune was a pet just as he was and he hadn’t looked down on him when he had confessed his heart’s desire. In fact, he seemed to be in favour of it, offering him advice and being kind to him. As Hiro kissed him he made up his mind to simply keep it to himself. After all, Rune was the closest thing Shuichi had to a friend on board the ship and, as much as he cared for his attendant, he wasn’t willing to jeopardize one relationship for the sake of another.
Satisfied with his conclusion he returned his attention to Hiro’s mouth on his body. Unfortunately, the minute he did so he began to feel the familiar sensation of his consciousness slipping from him as his instincts fought to take over his body.
“H-hiro,” Shu gasped softly, gently pushing on the man’s shoulders to get him to stop.
Hiro halted his mouth’s pursuit of the boy’s bare flesh and leaned up on one elbow. “Are you…too tired love?”
Shuichi just lay there for a moment, breathing heavily while he tried to bring himself back from the brink of oblivion.
“No,” he gasped finally.
“Then what ever is the matter?”
“I was…slipping away again. I would like it very much if we could pair, but… not with him in the way.”
Hiro cocked his head and then nervously scanned the room, half expecting to see someone observing them from the shadows. “Him?”
Shuichi sighed in frustration. “The other me…the impostor!”
Hiro’s lip curled in amusement and he instantly relaxed his guard. “I see. You know, I’ve already explained that there is no other you,” he laughed quietly, “It is simply your instincts washing over you, love.”
When his light-hearted words failed to dispel the pained, frustrated look on his little one’s face he frowned and thought about the situation more intensely. While he didn’t understand exactly what Shu was going through, he did know that whatever was wrong needed to be dealt with, as it was causing the boy considerable stress.
The only Angelis he had ever personally encountered had been an older female, who had been very well trained; it hadn’t appeared to him that she was in distress when they’d paired, but then she had been taught her entire life how to control her instincts. Shuichi was not so fortunate; Further more he was beginning his instruction and life as a pet at an age when most pets were already moving onto their second, or perhaps even third, owners.
The majority of pets began instruction under their first attendant at the age of twelve and finished by the age of fourteen. Those purpose bred pets with accelerated ageing had the advantage here, because they matured much quicker than less valuable pets of lower rank and class, and so were trainable and marketable much sooner. Despite their young ages, their bodies were almost fully mature, making them highly prized by potential buyers.
As with most exotic pets, Shuichi was at a disadvantage because he was far older than nearly all of the freshly released pets on the market, though he did have the advantage of being tremendously rare, to the point of being one of a kind, which would more than make up for his lack of training and his age. Most exotic pets had this advantage to an extent; after all, their uniqueness was part of their allure, but Shuichi was definitely in a class of his own in that regard.
The young pet looked at Hiro, his eyes pleading as he took the man’s robes in his hands. “You must know a way to reverse this! Or at least make it so I don’t fade away. Please, you don’t know what this is like for me.”
Hiro’s heart ached when he saw the tears in Shu’s eyes. Not only because he felt sorry for the boy he had come to care for, but because he also felt immensely guilty. His conscience was burdened by the knowledge that it was he who had tried everything in his power to awaken the boy’s abilities; abilities which would bring profit to Lord Tatsuha, and pleasure to Shu’s future owner; Abilities which, as of right now, were bringing Shuichi himself nothing but torment.
The attendant thought for a moment, trying to think of something that could be done to help him, even temporarily. He wracked the depths of his brain, combing it for details, searching his endless data banks of knowledge for the answer.
Shuichi’s abilities were hardwired into his brain, so even if they tried some sort of masking agent to cover the scent of Hiro’s arousal, it would be no use; the boy’s own sexual excitement would trigger the response regardless of any other sensory input.
Hiro rested his hand on Shu’s head as he considered their choices. The boy had quietly wilted down to rest it on the cat-man’s lap, curling his body around his legs. The attendant couldn’t help thinking that the boy resembled a small animal in need of comfort and companionship. Hiro observed him in silence as he gently stroked his hand through the free portion of the boy’s coiffed mane of pink locks. He made a mental note to make sure he took down Shuichi’s hair before they went to sleep so the boy would not wake up with a tension headache. As he watched him, the large clear crystals in his black training collar sparkling brightly in the subdued light of the chandelier sent a spark through Hiro’s mind. He brushed Shuichi’s hair off to one side hurriedly and turned the boy over so he could read the model number on the collar around his neck.
“Hey! What are you--”
“Just stay still little one, I may have just figured out a solution to our problem.”
“Really?!” Shuichi beamed elatedly.
Hiro increased the magnification of his gaze in order to read the finely printed engraving; It read XTL-5-0001.
It was just as he thought. Shuichi was wearing a xeigon-class, level 5 training collar, the most powerful stimulator on the market.
Why hadn’t he thought of checking the collar before?
They were standard issue collars for exotic pets, designed to increase arousal levels artificially to encourage the pet’s receptiveness towards training when they might be otherwise inclined to resist.
Because the boy had been in such a state of distress when he’d left that first time, Hiro had been in a hurry to get back to Shuichi’s healing pod and he hadn’t bothered to verify the model number on the collar he had received from the outfitter. Everything had happened rather quickly that day and, then, he hadn’t had a reason to be concerned about the model number of the boy’s collar in the first place.
“So…what does it say? You’re sort of hurting my neck.”
Startled by the boy’s complaint, Hiro removed his hands quickly so he could sit up. He hadn’t realized he’d become so lost in reflecting on the events that had lead to such a simple, but impactive, error.
“It is just as I suspected. You are wearing a level 5 training collar.” Hiro replied.
Shuichi wasn’t sure exactly what that meant, but he didn’t really care. “So… if we take it off will that…um…fix me?”
“There is nothing wrong with you, love, and no, I cannot reverse what has happened inside you physically, but what I can do is remove your collar so that hopefully it will stop exacerbating the problem.”
“So if you take it off of me we can pair?” This last word came out as barely more than a hushed murmur as a blush spread across Shuichi’s face. His question and subsequent blush tightened something low in Hiro’s body and caused a shudder to race up his spine.
The attendant wasn’t sure if taking the collar off was going to improve things as much as the boy hoped that it would, but he was willing to take the risk so they could try.
“I do not know, love. If you were any other male I would know for sure what effects the aeon field being projected by the crystals on your collar were having on you, but because you are an Angelis I can’t say for sure how it is interacting with your unique body chemistry, if it is even affecting you at all. The only thing we can do is…try.”
After muttering something under his breath in Lutarian, the attendant removed the collar circling the boys neck and set it beside them on the immense bed. The faint, ever-present, glow coming from inside the crystals faded as soon as the device was removed and Hiro grew hopeful. “Well?” he asked hesitantly, “Do you feel any different?”
Shuichi rubbed his neck gingerly, relishing the feeling of fresh air on his neck for the first time in weeks. He waited a moment and then shook his head, muttering sadly, “No, not really.”
In all his long years Hiro had never attempted anything like this. Taking the collar off of an exotic pet without explicit orders was forbidden, mostly because of how expensive they were, but also because they were the only group of pets with an escape risk rating above 1%. The command to remove a collar had to be issued by the trader or owner in possession of the pet and even then such a command was only ever given in the case of surgery that required it’s removal; The collars aeon field interfered with anesthetising drugs.
Hiro wasn’t sure how the boy, or any other pet for that matter, would feel after the collar was removed so he had no idea whether Shuichi’s response was normal or not. Clearly more research needed to be done on the devices and their interactions with human brain chemistry and Hiro silently stored his desire to bring this matter up with the Bio-technology Research and Development board at the Academy when he returned.
He gave the boy a sultry look, his thoughts of research vanishing. He was interested in only one type of experiment now.
“Well then, I suppose there is only one way to see if it has worked or not.”
Pressing gently against Shuichi’s chest with his fingertips, Hiro laid the boy down onto the bed. He looked up at his attendant with wide, trusting eyes; mouth slightly agape in salacious anticipation of what was to come. Swiftly thereafter, Hiro pursued the young pets lips, tenderly devouring them along with the soft, involuntary moans escaping from between them.
Shuichi’s eyes fluttered rapidly as his hands idly toyed with the silky hair cascading down around him like a ruby-coloured veil.
While the effect that removing the training collar had had on him hadn’t been immediately obvious, Shu definitely felt a difference in himself once Hiro started kissing and caressing him in earnest. It was abundantly clear to him that he was free, at least to touch and feel and grasp all that pairing had to offer him.
The attendants mouth was locked with his, the mans smooth, supple hands roamed his body to find his hidden pleasure points and yet, through all of this, he was not slipping into himself. He could feel the soft lull of it tugging at the edges of his awareness, trying to coax him into the darkness, but unlike when he had been wearing the collar, he was now able to placate the metaphorical hands by opening himself to the intense pleasure and emotion Hiro was gifting him with, much like giving a bone to a frolicsome dog so that it would lay quiet and be still at your side. When he’d been wearing the collar, as soon as the tugging sensation started to flit around his awareness, it’s presence overwhelmed him instantly. Now, he was able to overpower it; now he was the one in control. He felt he could choose how much of himself he wanted to give over to his passion instead of being a slave to it.
Hiro paused for a moment, smoothly pulling his mouth away from Shuichi’s kiss-swollen lips.
His voice came out subdued but laden with lust. “And how do you feel now, love?”
Shu groaned softly and wrapped his arms around his attendant’s neck. Burying his face in Hiro’s hair, he inhaled deeply; the scent of it was unique and wonderful and stimulated him in devious ways.
“Your mouth on mine…and your hands on my skin… it all feels so wonderful. And I’m feeling everything…I’m in control now.”
Hiro was so pleased to hear this that he wrapped his arms around the boy and held his lithe body against his own agile frame. He had been wishing for his little one to come back to him, regretting immensely what he’d done to change him. He had wanted desperately for him to be the way he had been before, and Loka had answered his prayers. He thanked her silently as he slowly stroked Shuichi’s hair and caressed his back.
The young pet let himself be held, for he too was overjoyed that Hiro’s experiment had worked and he was relishing his ability to maintain control of himself.
A single tear of happiness collected in the corner of Hiro’s eye and as he shifted to wipe it away he suddenly felt the warm weight of Shuichi’s hand on his groin. The boy danced his fingers, almost innocently, along the length of his robe-enshrouded member; mapping it’s contours with his finger tips as though trying to get a mental image of it using only his sense of touch.
Hiro’s mouth gaped sensually at the unexpected touch and his head drew back to expose the long line of his throat. It was a form of touch which, on the surface, seemed innocent and inquisitive, but underneath was decidedly deliberate and this made it all the more erotic. Seeing the opportunity to pursue his attendant further, Shuichi brazenly drew onto his knees and grazed his lips over the lilac-skinned man’s supple throat; ghosting kisses along it’s length until he reached his mouth. His hand continued to play around gently with Hiro’s engorged organ as his other hand drew up to caress the side of Hiro’s pectorals. Ever so carefully, and with extreme precision, the boy drew the cat-man into a languid kiss.
The attendant was, at first, a bit shocked by this rather forward, dominant, behaviour and for a split second he was concerned that his plan had somehow failed after all. Thankfully a quick glance at Shuichi’s eyes told him that the boy was not under the complete control of his instincts, the eyes in his refined face were the eyes he knew and had come to love. No, the boy was definitely making the conscious choice to try and seduce him, and it was vigorously stirring things low in his body.
With the collar off, Shu’s sexual aggressiveness should have been somewhat lessened, at least partially, but the boy seemed just as eager as he had with the device on, in fact more so now, it seemed, than before. Hiro was perplexed by this, but he smiled as it was certainly not the first time Shu had done something that took him by surprise. The little pet was a fascinatingly curious specimen and challenged Hiro’s knowledge of pet practice and behaviour on a daily basis. His actions were refreshing, his quirks were humour-inspiring and his body was utterly intoxicating.
For an attendant over one thousand years old, not much was surprising; No duty was new or unlearned. With Shuichi though, somehow, each day and each task that came along felt untried and inbued with life. The young pet managed to make him feel like he was fifty again and just undertaking his first attendancy.
In that moment, he was also succeeding in making him feel tremendously aroused.
On the other side of things, Shuichi, his mind normally in a state of sexually-charged anoesis when aroused, now felt clear and cognisant. A familiar little flame was licking at his insides, burning him up and making his skin tingle from the inside out. He longed to be touched and stroked and he made his wishes quite clear by planting Hiro’s hands against his naked body.
“Touch me,” he begged softly, his words trailing the edge of a kiss against Hiro’s jaw.
The cat-man did not need to be prompted further and in an agile flash he pinned the eager boy’s shoulders to the bed.
“Ah!”
Shuichi was not put off in the least to have the lead taken back from him by his attendant, in fact it aroused him a great deal. His mouth parted gently and he closed his eyes to savour the feeling of being so swiftly dominated. Shuichi thought, for a moment, that it should seem a lot stranger for such a thing to feel so very good to him, but the thought was nothing more than a fleeting whisper in the back of his mind, the kind he had learned to stop listening to. He had come to understand that questioning things that brought him pleasure simply because they were strange was a fruitless endeavour in his current position and that it was much simpler to just enjoy himself. Being an Angelis brought him many benefits that aided him in doing just that, as his body and psyche were designed to take control of a sexual situation as easily as they relinquished it to a more forceful partner. Angeli were designed to take and give pleasure equally. In a sense, they were bred to be outstanding upholders of Loka’s laws, truly revelling in her gift to them by delighting in all forms of sexual contact and being happiest when pleasing, or being pleased by, another being. This unique design made him just as happy to give pleasure as to receive it.
Instinctively the boy lifted his knees back against his chest, spreading them wide in the process so that Hiro’s lower body fit snugly against him.
A punctuated set of guttural, anxious, chuffs rumbled out of Hiro’s throat in quick succession as his spread robe finally allowed his throbbing cock to push tightly against Shuichi’s exposed groin; flesh to searing flesh.
Just as Hiro clamped an embarrassed hand over his mouth, Shu opened his eyes.
Hiro looked away from his charge, once again disgusted with himself for being so eager that he could not control his own vocalizations.
“My apologies, love.” he sighed, still keeping his gaze averted.
Shuichi put his hand on Hiro’s jaw and turned his face back towards him.
“There’s no need to apologize. Make any sort of sounds you want.” He pulled his attendant close. “I…sort of like them.” He whispered bashfully into his elongated ear.
Hiro gave Shuichi a curious glance out of the corner of his eye. “Do you really?”
The boy nodded, a slight blush dusting his cheeks. “Yes.”
Delighted by this news, Hiro pressed his face into Shu’s neck, smiling as he lavished kisses over the warm, tender, flesh. In his enthusiasm he even began to nibble and bite at the boy’s pink throat intermittently, making Shu gasp and moan erotically, while the hand that was not holding the attendant up roamed freely across the pale expanse of his charge’s youthful, untouched, body.
His fingers swiftly found their way down to the boy’s groin, where he promptly employed his expertly trained digits in caressing and fondling Shu’s throbbing cock. They danced fluently along the full length of his shaft; gently rolling and playing with the extra skin pulled back over the ripe, exposed, head. Hiro’s ministrations earned him an intense, trembling, shudder from his eager charge, and the boy’s vocalizations only grew louder as the cat-man slipped the tip of his finger gently underneath the retracted foreskin and began slowly circling it around the head of the boy’s member while his remaining fingers rubbed against the upper length of his shaft.
Not used to such intense stimulation, Shuichi began panting as his lust steadily built and stoked the growing fire inside his body. Never had he been touched in such a way by anyone before, not even by his own hands. Masturbation was considered sinful where he came from and he had always found his strong need for self-consummation to be exceptionally shameful; so much so that when he did break down and pleasure himself—the warm seclusion of the hay loft being his location of choice—it was always done in a manner that would bring about the fastest results, not the most pleasure. For him, fondling his own manhood was something he saw as necessary, not as a task to be undertaken simply for enjoyment. What Hiro was doing to him was something completely different from this.
With only a slight amount of effort he was managing to bestow more pleasure upon Shu’s body than the young man had ever succeeded in bringing to himself.
As Hiro concentrated on the work of his left hand, he neglected to pay full attention to what he was also doing with his mouth and accidentally snagged the side of Shuichi’s throat with his fangs when the boy unexpectedly writhed against him. Instead of crying out in pain, the boy’s hips bucked violently and he let out a spine tingling moan as his body convulsed in the throes of his climax. Hiro’s hand was covered with the aftermath of the boy’s intense release before he’d even fully realized what he’d done.
“Oh…” Shu panted breathlessly as wave after wave of electrified pin pricks danced across his skin. He had never experienced a climax quite like that ever in his life. Even the culmination of his first pairing with Ryuichi had not been so uniquely overpowering.
“Oh love, your neck! What have I done…Are you alright?”
Shuichi was confused. He had no idea what Hiro was talking about. “My neck? And yes, I’m more than fine actually. What did you do to me just now?”
Hiro was surprised that Shu wasn’t in any pain, particularly because the twin wounds were bleeding rather profusely. The initial “bite” of the wound being pleasurable for the boy was rather unexpected, though admittedly it was not a response Hiro was completely unfamiliar with. There were many people, pets and masters alike, who enjoyed overly rough bed play; some even indulging in the pleasured bite of a whip or paddle against their bare flesh.
“I accidentally cut your neck with my fangs, love. Here now, just let me…”
Hiro quickly pressed the loose bed coverlet against Shu’s neck to stem the flow of blood slowly trickling from the parallel wounds. He brought the boy’s own hand up and made him keep pressure on it while he went to a supply cabinet in the bath hall for some bandaging spray and an antiseptic pad.
Upon his return the wounds were not bleeding quite so fervently. He inspected Shuichi’s neck closely and was relieved to see that the cuts were not deep. His teeth must have only grazed the boy’s neck, lacerating quite a number of topical blood vessels and leaving two long, shallow, trench-like cuts running parallel to his collar bone and to each other.
“This might sting a little, so take my hand.” Hiro warned as he held up a moist antiseptic gauze pad and his free hand simultaneously. The smell from the pad burned Shuichi’s nose and made him feel slightly dizzy, but he steeled himself for the pain and took the offered hand bravely.
He of course began whimpering pathetically the instant Hiro began dabbing the wounds with the cleansing pad; his aforementioned steely resolve melted away faster than an cube of ice in a hot pan.
“Ouch! Hey, that hurts! Nnn…”
He even tried half-heartedly to squirm away from the burning sting of the antiseptic pad, but Hiro held his hand and pulled it against his body to keep him firmly in place. It was a gentle form of restraint, but Shuichi knew it was also tacitly warning him not to try anything else.
“Shhh, I know little one, I know it hurts, but just keep squeezing my hand. Yes, just like that. Good boy, I’m almost finished now.”
Shuichi clenched his eyes shut and squeezed Hiro’s hand as hard as he could, until finally the smarting pain went away. It stopped stinging, but it left a dull burning sensation in its wake which did not feel much better.
“There now, I’m all done.”
When he tentatively cracked open his eyes Shu’s glance was immediately drawn to the blood stained cloth in Hiro’s lap. He was absolutely shocked by the amount of blood soaked into the coverlet; he hadn’t felt any pain from the cuts until Hiro had begun cleaning them so he was unaware of how much they had actually bled.
The attendant in question now felt even more miserable than he had to begin with, because on top of being neglectful and injuring his charge he had been forced to cause him additional pain by cleaning the wounds out with antiseptic. He blew softly against the boy’s neck to help evaporate any alcohol still left clinging to the lacerations and ease the burning sensation the boy was surely feeling.
“That makes it…feel better.” Shu murmured, eyes closing as he once again started to feel the effects of his long, strenuous, day pulling at his consciousness. It didn’t help matters much that he had just climaxed, nor did having Hiro’s warm, comforting, embrace to lean into.
As the pain subsided and Hiro’s loving attention started to sink in deeper, the boy began to doze off. He wondered about the mysteries of pleasure while sleep struggled to claim him. Certainly he had never enjoyed cutting himself accidentally on anything before, so then why had it felt so good when Hiro had done it while pleasuring him? This was his last conscious thought before he drifted off to sleep completely.
When he heard the boy’s breathing slow down, Hiro transferred the sleeping pet from his leaning position against his chest to a sprawled position on the soft bed. He guided the boy’s head gently to the side and, after pushing his hair out of the way, sprayed a thin layer of bandaging liquid over his wounds to keep them from becoming infected. The sticky liquid, which acted much like a second skin, quickly dried and changed color from clear to a white-peach tone that matched Shuichi’s skin perfectly. In a matter of seconds it concealed both wounds from sight; It appeared as if they had never been there at all.
As Shuichi slipped further and further into his dreams, Hiro was left very much awake and faced with a bit of a problem. A rather personal problem, the likes of which he hadn’t encountered since he had been a whelp. In his heart he knew he should ignore the issue entirely and practice self-restraint like any self-respecting attendant would do, however he was just as hard as he had been before Shuichi had gotten injured and he felt that, this time, there was no ignoring it; something needed to be done if he was to get any rest.
Hiro gingerly lifted one of Shuichi’s arms and, hesitantly, gave it a small shake. He froze and waited, but there was no response whatsoever. The boy was out like a light. He placed his arm down, smiling, and pulled the covers up around the youth’s shoulders.
Shu snuggled into the blankets, and made a contented little snorting sound in his sleep.
Hiro laughed quietly to himself, enjoying the young man’s boyish, innocent, sleeping habits. He was actually quite pleased with how well Shu had handled his slight injury, and was delighted to see him sleeping so soundly after such a hard day, but it didn’t change the fact that he was still painfully aroused and in need of release. He was a bit disappointed that he was once again unable to violate the boy completely as he now desperately wished to do, but he mentally reassured himself that there was plenty of time for them to enjoy each other’s bodies slowly and properly as they had intended to that evening, before their little accident.
Silently cursing his own fang teeth for thwarting his lascivious plans, Hiro slowly adjusted himself against the pile of pillows behind him and slipped a trembling hand around the base of his aching shaft. He glanced once more at Shuichi to confirm that he was still asleep and saw that his luscious pink lips had parted. The boy’s glistening wet tongue was just visible through the small gap between his top and bottom teeth and when it twitched ever so slightly Hiro couldn’t stop the soft groan that escaped him. Though he felt more than a bit devious for masturbating to the sleeping face of the boy he loved, Hiro swallowed his nerves and slowly began to work himself with his hand, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on Shuichi’s gently curved mouth. His mind raced as he stroked himself; vividly he imagined having the boy’s hot little mouth clamped over his rigid cock, felating him perfectly as he had the morning of his first pairing in the sitting room, using just the right combination of teeth and tongue. Hiro secretly loved it when pets grazed him gently with their incisors in the heat of passion and he mimicked his imagination with his own hand, angling two of his fingernails inward so that they brushed against his shaft deliciously with each pump of his hand.
He tossed his head back against the pillows as a wave of pleasure swept through his body. He fought the urge to speed up his hand and finish quickly; instead he kept his hand moving at a torturously slow pace so he could savour the feeling of touching himself for the last time.
Never again, he told himself silently. He would never stoop so low as to pleasure himself with his hand ever again.
Over and over, across his mind in an infinite loop the words flew.
Never again.
Never again.
Never again.
The mantra in his mind started to match pace with his hand and the guilt he felt just made it seem all the more exciting. It served to add to his pleasure in a huge twisted cord of emotion that seemed to have no end and no beginning.
The images in his mind began to meld together; he was no longer reliving the scene of Shuichi pleasuring him, but similar scenes from a millennia of sexual pleasure, all at once. All the pets who he had ever served, that he had ever trained and who had serviced him in such a fashion were congealing together into the image of Shuichi between his knees. Dozens of mouths, and tongues, and pairs of hands in every color imaginable all wrapped solidly around his length as he put every ounce of effort he had into each stroke of his hand, trying not to give in to his desire for release.
The illusion began shifting and changing as he fell deeper into it; becoming more intense. He could feel the heat of the mouths of dozens of pets working his shaft, he could feel their hands as they gently handled his testicles, rolling his sack back and forth and gently grasping it with dainty fingers.
The pleasure of it all was so intense that he started to thrust his hips up into his hand, and this was his undoing. He saw stars as he released his trapped seed violently onto his hand. Or it should have fallen onto his hand.
His eyes flew open immediately and it was then that he realized why his fantasy had been so vivid. Kuma, his best friend, most trusted peer and often his voice of reason, was kneeling on the floor beside him, next to the bed. The side of his frosted-pink mouth was covered in Hiro’s spent essence.
“Kuma?!” He whispered harshly as he quickly covered himself with his robe. Hiro’s voice conveyed the level of shock he felt, the waves of which were wracking his body along with those lingering from his orgasm.
“What did you…Why did you…What are you doing here?!”
The pink skinned attendant smiled at him and calmly wiped his mouth on the back of his hand.
Softly, he replied, “I apologize for startling you. My actions were unorthodox and I am sensing you are feeling a bit…shocked by them.”
“A bit shocked?! Do you have any idea how improper your—”
“Yes, I realize it was improper, but if you would just hear me out?”
Hiro looked at Shuichi uneasily and then slowly motioned for Kuma to follow him out into the sitting room. There they could talk openly without risk of the boy overhearing or being woken up.
When they were seated across from one another Kuma resumed his explanation.
“You see, I came here seeking your counsel on a rather pressing matter and when I received no answer to my pages and knocks on the front door, even though my bio-reader indicated you were inside, I grew worried that you may have been injured, so I overrode your security sequence and let myself in. And…then I saw you ma—”
“What right did you have to override my security sequence?!”
“I already told you, I was concerned about your wellbeing! It is not like you to ignore pages and people knocking on your door.”
“Be that as it may, what gives you the right to tinker with my security sequence? What if after you’d come in to look for me Shuichi had gotten to the door and escaped?”
The look on Kuma’s face indicated that he clearly had not thought of such a scenario before he’d entered the suite.
“Well… he’s wearing a collar; even if he did escape we could just track him down and collect him. The ship is not that big.”
“And what if he wasn’t wearing his collar?!”
Hiro realized then that he’d said to much.
Kuma looked at him curiously. The look Hiro gave him in return told the pink-skinned attendant everything and he gave a small gasp.
“You removed his collar? I do hope you received the command to do so from Lord Tatsuha.”
“You know I didn’t.” Hiro stated solemnly.
It was Kuma’s turn to look shocked. “Hiro! What in the world would compel you to do such a risky thing? You know how much that pet is worth, if he escaped, Lord Tatsuha would kill—”
“I know that! But it was a risk I was willing to take.”
“You cannot be serious? Why on earth would you risk your own life for the sake of a pet?!” Kuma demanded angrily.
“Because I love him, that’s why!” Hiro shouted. His words hung heavily, unnaturally so, in the air surrounding the two attendants and for a long while they sat together in silent contemplation, avoiding each others eyes.
Hiro finally sighed after several minutes had passed and redirected his wayward gaze back to his friend.
“Things tonight have been…strange, old friend. You’ve done some…things…that I find a bit unusual, and I understand you have your reasons, but then I have reasons for doing the things I have done as well, things which you might find equally as confusing and unorthodox. I propose that we discuss these matters between us at a later time, once we’ve both had a chance to think things over and cool our heads.”
Kuma didn’t reply. He stood silently, his tail tip flicking with irritation as he strode across the small sitting area towards the door. As he passed Hiro’s chair he stopped. Without looking at his friend he stated, “Apologies, dear friend, if my actions or words this evening have upset you, but you are not the only one here who has love clouding his judgement.”
Hiro remained rooted to his chair, his mouth closed tight, as Kuma continued onward past him to exit through the front door of the suite.
The attendant stood and was about to go after his friend and confront him when the rippling shock wave of an explosion tore through the ship and sent him crashing to the ground.
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Ho ho ho everyone! Merry Christmas!!! I told you there would be a chapter update in the near future and I delivered mwuahahaa! (if you are confused please check the reviews for the story, I posted an update there on the off chance you actually go to that page ha ha!)
Just got back from Florida on a trip to Disney World with the fams and I came back plumb full of story to write down.
Sooo many exciting plotty plotty things will be happening soon ughnnn I can taste the awesome sexiness of it all! So sorry that the chapter was a bit later, but school work and writers block plagued me on this chapter to extreme crying-in-my-cereal levels. But everything is okay and on the plus side, I managed to draw (I think) a pretty nice rendition of Rune for all of you which I will put down below (I think I’m going to put a permanent art links section at the bottom of every page, since I have quite a few pieces of art for this story now.) AND I even commissioned the fabulous *Tsukiastar on DA to draw me up a picture of Rune and Varrin. I was going to hold onto it and release it with the chapter in which the scene actually happens, but since it’s Christmas and I’m feeling very happy I made my deadline for once in a million friggin’ years, I’m going to put it up on this chapter. I’m not going to give you any backstory on the picture because I don’t want to give anything away, but you can speculate to your hearts content! ^_^ Enjoy the chapter, enjoy the pictures and please have a merry merry Christmas!
See you all again real soon!
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*NEW*Art Section*NEW*
Links to all Captivation art.
Hiro--
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Prince Varrin Ruvale--
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Rune--
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*BONUS*Varrin and Rune--
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(Varrin’s scars were left out as per my request because I plan on adding them when I eventually get around to coloring this and adding a background. I have *Tsukiastars full permission to do so, it’s just a matter of finding the time)
For Gurabite reviewers:
bakayarona: Tee hee you said quickie. Lol. You know that’s kinda what I had in mind when I was writing it too! Mmm bishie cake… Do you suppose it’s semen flavoured? Lol naahh that would be gross. Ah yes…Eiri…Heh heh…His grand arrival into the plot is fast approaching. I’d say if not in the next chapter, the chapter after for sure. But I’m almost positive he’ll be in the next chapter though, but I’m covering my bases with the later estimate. I have a way of getting ahead of myself. Don’t wanna promise something in case I need to make a change. But sooooon my pretty….sooooon….>:D
Mia: Well thank you darling that really means a lot! I am actually going to school to be a writer. Well technically I am an English major, classics minor with my language other than English of choice being Japanese, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to be able to get published after I graduate, or even before, but it certainly can’t do me any harm. I love writing more than anything and it’s something I have dreamt about doing since I was a little girl. I’m glad I am able to make you happy with my skills thus far, though I always aim to improve!
Yes it’s totally okay for you to say that you don’t like Hiro.
You are not alone as I recall another reviewer also said the same thing, and for similar reasons if I’m not mistaken. I am far to lazy to go and look right now, otherwise I could tell you for certain lol. I’m not going to give anything away as far as Yuki and Shuichi’s future relationship is concerned, but I will say that Hiro…complicates things. Or should I say Yuki complicates things. Hmm It’s so hard to say for sure who does what lol. You shall just have to wait and see.
You know I tend to not like original characters, though in AU I tend to like them more since they are sort of necessary in a lot of cases. I have a similar story series on here called The ABC Arc by Aja, with a collection of non AU stories that I absolutely fell in love with and there is an original character in that series named Matsuo, Hiro’s boyfriend, and I wanted him to be a canon character so badly. ;_; So I know what that’s like. Lol oooh and also pretty much every original character in Kira Takenouchi’s Taming Riki series I want to be made canon like for realsies. Omaki and Yousi = <3! ^_^ There I go again I am rambling lol. All I have to say about Varrin is don’t assume anything about him just yet. That man is a pretty little firecracker just waiting to be lit. He just needs the right kind of…spark. >:D
EIRI-CHICK: Darling thank you so much for all of your input. It means so much to me to get your feed back, you really have no idea. I am so glad you are hooked and that you are enjoying the story thus far. I am fixing typos as I read through it over and over but please point them out when you can so I can fix them faster. My eyes sometimes glide over them because I know what I wanted the line to say, in my head you know, so I am not truly reading each letter and observing my grammar closely enough when I proof read.
You said it perfectly. If there was nothing to cause strife in Shu’s life then what would be the point of reading about him? You are absolutely right there!^_^.
Heh heh…oh Kuma…
Yes actually I have thought of publishing it as a yaoi novel. I am writing this with full intentions of it being published once it is finished, the names will be changed on cannon Gravi characters, with perhaps the exception of Hiro because for some reason I am so very attached to him just as he is. Not sure if I will be able to do that, but if any name can stay it will be his.
As a matter of fact I did manage to get a commission done of Varrin, but it is not of him with his shirt off, although I am on the look out for an artist who is reasonably priced, draws and does full color in the style I like and can draw scars in detail. When I find this person I will be getting a full body, or at least a three-quarter shot done of him shirtless. *I can dream*
Thank you for the feedback about the name. I have since changed it! ^_^
Salamander: I hope this chapter satisfies some of your curiosity. Do not fear I won’t ever be dropping this one, life just gets in the way sometimes so I compensate by posting really long chapters.
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