The Other Side

Happy Easter everyone! Sorry for the long period between updates. I had to get a tooth pulled and I was pretty much dead to the world. I did manage to write a pretty fair sized chapters though. Anyhow, to the reviews!

MikkiSenpai

Thank you for such a nice review again. *loans box of tissue* Your going to need this again. Yeah I know it’s surprising that Raoul’s a virgin, but Iason is the only one he would have been with and since that’s not the case well. Those two are in for a bit of rough times, but it will all work out, don’t worry. Oh and you won’t be able to die in peace just yet, but hold on it will come. ^_^ Yep, Riki and Iason are back together for the moment, though I can’t say it will last. As for Riki’s role in the fight you know me to well. ^_^ Anyways do enjoy and thanks again!

Sheleeta
Thank you for the review and sorry about the cliffy, again. *sigh* I think I have an affinity for cliff hangers, it’s a back thing I know. Don’t worry too much about Iason. I think he’ll manage with Riki just fine. I hope you enjoy the next chapter and thanks again for the review!

Alright here it is. Please remember that I wrote this under the influence of pain killers right after dental surgery so I apologize for any errors I might have missed while reading through it. Hope you all enjoy!

Ethereal


Iason could feel Riki at his back as he entered the now familiar arena. Already the sides were lined with spectators that had come to watch the fight. The Vuzerians were eager for a show, and a show Iason would give them.

“Stay behind me,” Iason said without looking back. “Make sure to keep that cord slack, I will handle the opponent.”

“I can fight too.” Riki snapped and at that Iason did turn. There was such an odd rush of emotion running through the Mongrel’s eyes at that moment. Iason did not think that he could begin to understand what Riki was feeling.

“That is unimportant right now, just do as I say.” Iason responded before turning back as the force field on the far side of the arena was lowered and their opponent stepped out. The sound of cheers and cries of excitement filled the arena as the creature emerged and the announcer signaled the start of the match. The thing that was to be Iason’s opponent seemed to be made completely out of fire. That was the only way that Iason could think to describe it. It was small, the size of a Mongrel adolescent, but it was as if its entire body was covered in searing hot flames so thick that Iason couldn’t see the skin below, if there was any skin at all.

“Wait, they want us to fight that? How the hell are we supposed to fight that? I’m mean it’s a fucking walking fire ball!” Riki had pulled up beside Iason despite the Blondie’s orders to stay back.

“Indeed,” Iason said as he looked the creature over. Though he could only see flames the creature did have a humanoid-like structure. It had a head, a chest, arms, and legs. There was a chance that this creature had the same points of variability as a normal humanoid would. The question was how was Iason going to get close enough to do any damage without doing damage to himself? Iason scanned the arena for anything he could find to use as a weapon, only to find it bare. With no weapons he was going to have to fight this thing hand-to-hand, he had no choice.

“Iason look out!” Iason turned back to their opponent at the sound of Riki’s warning and discovered that the creature was now right in front of him. He barely managed to dodge before the creature struck, its speed unheard of. So the thing was far faster than a Blondie, it had covered the entire distance of the arena in the short time that Iason had been assessing their surroundings.

Iason felt the serge of heat as the creature passed and headed straight for Riki. The Blondie realized that by moving out of the way he had left Riki wide open. Iason moved to intersect but he knew that he would never make it in time. Luckly, and much to his surprise, Riki twisted out of the way and lashed out against their attacker with a rather skilled roundhouse kick. The creature cried out as the kick connected with its stomach, and it doubled over in pain. Iason smelled charred leather as Riki kicked off his burning shoe, a grin on his face. The crowd was going wild above them, but Iason was not paying them any mind at all.

“The thing’s a fucking weakling Iason! We can land kicks on him no problem. Ya just gotta be sure that you can take off whatever ya hit him with.” In his excitement Riki bent down to rip off a portion of his shirt that he undoubtedly planned to use as some sort of barrier between himself and the creature. He didn’t notice that his movement had caused the tension on the cord that connected him to Iason to increase. The cord constricted, pulling them closer together and Riki stumbled forward as he struggled to regain his balance. The creature used this to its advantage, coming at Riki with that startling speed. Iason knew that Riki would not be able to dodge this time. The Blondie moved to intercept by lashing out at the creature with a well-aimed kick. The thing didn’t seem like it would fall for this twice though. It dodged at the last minute, moving out of Iason’s striking range before the Blondie could land his attack but not before Iason’s shoe caught on fire.

Iason would have cursed if it was in his nature. All it would take was one strike to bring this thing down. Its reaction to Riki’s attack told Iason that much. The problem was that the thing was too fast to get a hit on, and any close calls would set him on fire.

Though the shoes that Riki had given him were not as hard to remove as Blondie attire he still had them tightly lanced, and was unable to just kick them off. This fire was not extremly hot, but it spread at an unnatural speed and was already moving to Iason’s pant leg. The Blondie had to bend down to try and get the shoe off and the creature used this to its advantage, jumping on Iason’s back and hanging on for dear life. The crowd of spectators roared as Iason was overcome with the serving pain that that now engulfed his head as well as his back. His shoe was forgotten as the creature wrapped burning arms around his neck. The small arms didn’t have the strength to strangle him, but the pain was extremely distracting. Iason grabbed the creature by the arms in an attempt to throw it off. He gritted his teeth against the pain and tried to dislodge the creature but it would not let go.

Iason was consumed with so much pain that his body was threatening to give out. His head spun and he felt sick to his stomach. His grip on the creature was weakening, mainly due to the burns that now marred his palms. He had to stay awake, if he did not succeed in defeating this creature then it would turn on Riki next and he was not going to allow that.

It was a shock when the main source of his pain was ripped away from his backside. He gasped in relief, falling to the ground and rolling in a very unbecoming manner to try to rid himself of the flames that licked at his skin and engulfed his clothing. It wasn’t until he stood that he realized why the fire creature had left him alone. Riki was now tangled with the creature, his teeth gritted together in pain. He must have drug the creature off of Iason using his whole body because he was now lying on his back with the creature lying on top of him. He had wrapped the cord that connected him and Iason around the creature’s neck and was pulling on it, causing it to shorten more and more. The creature was struggling desperately against Riki, its fire flickering in and out and revealing glimpses of bare caramel colored skin. It seemed to be gasping for air, trying desperately to remove the cord from its neck. Iason wasted no time in closing the distance between himself and Riki. He struck the creature in the side, a hit with all of his force behind it. The strike knocked the creature right off of Riki and across the arena. As it landed the fire consuming it was snuffed out revealing the form of a very small, very naked boy. It was odd how pathetic the boy looked now, thin in frame and covered in both old and new bruises. He actually reminded Iason of one of the Blondie pets back in Tanagura. One never would have thought that the now unconscious boy could have kept pace with a Blondie as well as he had.

The crowd was in an uproar, screaming at Iason to finish the job, to kill the creature and end the match. Iason ignored their cries, focusing on Riki instead. The Mongrel had a slightly crazed look about him. He was covered in horrible burns, more so than even Iason, and he looked ready to faint at any moment. Still he had this lopsided grin on his face that seemed to reach his ears and his eyes sparkled with mirth. “See, told you I could fight.” He stuttered out in a weak but determined voice.

“Do not speak,” Iason said as he moved to kneel beside the Mongrel. “You are in no condition to be doing anything.”

“I was in good enough condition to save your ass.” Riki said defiantly as he struggled to sit up and surprisingly succeeded. “You don’t need to get your silks all ruffled, I’ve had a lot worse than this growing up on the streets. Don’t worry about it.”

Iason winced internally at the thought of what ‘worse’ thing Riki could be implying, not that he let his discomfort show. He simply did not like the idea of someone damaging what was his. “I did not require your assistance.” Iason said wanting to make certain that this was quite clear. “However, I will admit that you do contribute a bit.”

“Guess that’s the Blondie version of a thank you.” Riki laughed and then sucked in a breath as his body protested against the movement. “Ah fuck, I hate fucking burns. They’re the worst kind of injury. They take forever to heal and they always get worse before they get better.”

“I will make certain that you are seen to.” Iason assured. He stood to tower over Riki as a pair of guards approached them, each holding a remote that was capable of stunning them through the collars they wore. One of the guards pushed a button on the remote and Iason and Riki were no longer tied together. Iason planted himself firmly in front of Riki, “I fought your ridicules battle, and I demand that you provide us both with medical care.”

The guard closest to Iason laughed, slapping the other guard on the back. “I see what you mean Kion, he really is a princess.”

Riki burst into laughter, as did the guards. Rage overtook Iason and he punched the offending man in the face. Moments latter he realized his error as pain radiated from the collar around his neck and the world went dark around him.

~~**~~

Morning came very slowly to Raoul. He was normally quite quick to waking, and he often rose before the mass of society. This morning was different however, this morning his bed was simply too warm and inviting to allow him to let go of sleep so easily. So Raoul lay in bed for some time, enjoying the warmth of the sleeping creature beside him and trying desperately to ignore thoughts of what the consequences of his actions would be.

Had it really been only weeks before that he had picked up this creature from a collapsing building and brought him back to Tanagura? It felt like such a long time ago, and yet so brief as well. He felt as if every second that passed was a rare gift that would soon be torn away. How long could he hide Guy from society? How long could he protect him?

“Raoul?” The sleepy voice beside him questioned as dark eyes fluttered open to meet him. “You awake?”

Raoul responded by giving the sleepy boy a light kiss on the lips before moving to attend to his neck. “Umm, Raoul.” Guy mumbled as he began to awaken more fully. “What are you doing?”

“Hum, you did say that you would allow me to return the favor in the morning. That is just what I intend to do.” Raoul said in between light nips to the Mongrel’s neck. He moved down his new lover’s chest and took a pert nipple in between his lips, sucking it greedily. “Fuck Raoul, I thought you didn’t know how to do any of this!” Guy gasped out.

“Language,” Raoul chided before biting down lightly on the attentive nipple in a playful manner. “I have not done this before, I have however seen a fair number of pets perform so I am not a complete novice.

“Oh!” Guy said suddenly as Raoul reached down to stroke his hardening member. “Hang on Raoul I wanna do something.”

Raoul raised an eyebrow when Guy got off the bed and stumbled naked towards the rest room. He was contemplating anger at the Mongrel’s sudden departure when Guy returned with a bottle of shampoo. “This’ll make things much easier.” Guy said as he slipped back into bed beside Raoul. “Trust me, you’re going to like this.”

Raoul’s eyes widened as he began to understand what Guy wanted. “I am not going to let you or anyone else mount me Guy. I am a Blondie.”

“Oh don’t get yourself all worked up. I already guessed that much but I figure since you’ve never done this I’ll ride you. You’ll still be the top, even if I’m technically on top of you, and I’ll be able to show you how to do it right. You’re missing out you know. Being bottom can be really nice, that is if you’ve got a good top. Of course I like doing both, but I’ll be bottom this time.”

Raoul could only stare as Guy took the shampoo and began to prepare himself. The Blondie watched as Guy took a thoroughly coated digit and inserted it into himself, moaning slightly. Curious and a bit apprehensive Raoul decided that if this was truly what Guy wanted than he would at least try it. The Blondie resumed stroking Guy, his own finger questing around to tease at Guy’s hole. Guy moaned and squeezed the bottle of shampoo over Raoul’s hand and than left Raoul to prepare him as he brought his hand around to squeeze at the Blondie’s neglected manhood, his talented fingers causing the flesh beneath to swell and the Blondie to wither.

Raoul had witnessed pets preparing each other more than enough to know what would happen and so he was able to prepare Guy to what he felt was an adequate level. Guy must have thought so too because he prompted Raoul into a reclined sitting position that left the Blondie staring up at him. Raoul still had his hand wrapped around the Mongrel’s member and he stroked at it gently, feeling it pulse beneath his palm as if begging for more.

“Damn it Raoul I hope you’re ready cause I can’t wait anymore. I need you now.” Raoul nodded at the sound of Guy’s desperation. He rather enjoyed leaving the Mongrel flustered. It was only fair since he had been flustered since the moment he’d met the creature.

Guy had turned his attention downward, his entrance hovered over Raoul’s awaiting cock. Slowly he lowered himself over the throbbing head, his hand wrapped around the base to help guild it in. Raoul gasped as the too tight hole squeezed at his tip, his body shuttering uncontrollably. “Oh Guy, please.” He begged incoherently, not at all sounding like himself and not really caring at that moment. Guy did things to him, unsettled him in ways he could not fathom. He unraveled all of his defenses, laying him out exposed and completely open. Still Raoul could not protest. The contentment he felt in Guy’s presence was far too enjoyable, and the pleasure was addicting.

These thoughts and all others vanished from the Blondie’s mind as guy began to lower himself, engulfing Raoul whole one agonizing inch at a time. The Mongrel moaned as he worked, his head tilted back and his lips parted and panting. He body shown with a layer of sheen that made him glisten in the late morning light. Raoul felt his mind close down as Guy finished his descent, his ass now resting lightly on Raoul’s blond curls.

“Oh Jupiter, Guy you’re tight.” Raoul moaned out as he allowed his head to fall back against the headboard, his eyes sliding shut for a moment. Guy leaned forward, the slight movement causing Raoul’s hips to jerk and a moan of pure need to pass his lips. Something inside him was stirring something that had always been there lying dormant in the back of his subconscious. The Mongrel kissed him very gently than. A soft kiss that held nothing of the demanding feeling that Raoul had experienced before.

“Open your eyes baby, I want you to watch me.” Raoul complied immediately, his eyes sliding open to settle on the smaller man in front of him. “I am not a baby,” Raoul growled out, not understanding the meaning behind the nickname. Guy did not answer, instead he began to move up and down in a soft steady pace and Raoul crid out. His hands moving to grip Guy’s thighs to guild him into a faster rhythm.

As Raoul sought to take control Guy stopped completely, his hand coming to rest on top of the Blondie’s own. Raoul looked at him in surprise, a wine escaping his lips before he could stop himself. Then something snapped inside of Raoul. Something that he could neather identify nor control. It was as if a wild animal had been set loss, and was now reeking navoc on his mind. One thing was for sure, this animal did not like being denied his pleasure. Raoul began to forcefully move the Mongrel’s hips up and down. The feeling was unbelievable and Raoul picked up the pace, oblivious to the Mongrel’s cries for him to stop. It was like he was being driven by pure instinct, and that instinct was screaming at him to take what was his, to clam it as his own. He thrust up into that hot warm body even as he drove the Mongrel’s hips downward. Never before had he felt anything like this. He didn’t understand it, nor did he particularly care to understand in that moment. It angered him to think that such pleasure had been kept from him, and Raoul vowed that he would never be denied again. The Blondie cried out as he came hard and deep in the shacking body, his fingers digging into that soft flesh as he emptied his load.

It wasn’t until then that he looked into the Morgrel’s eyes and he realized just what he had done. The look on Guy’s face froze him in place, and he let go of the Mongrel’s hips, suddenly feeling as if his hands were made of fire. Guy immediately pulled away, his member soft between his legs. The Mongrel moved to the door only to find it locked. He cursed and turned back to Raoul, his body ready to dart at even the slightest movement from the bed. Guilt crept into the corners of Raoul’s mind as he saw the pain that had replaced to pleasure on the exquisite creature’s face. Where there had been shaky sort of trust there was now fear. The smaller man’s chest heaved and his body shook. Raoul did not understand, he could not explain what had come over him, but he was beginning to see why Blondies were forbidden to pair. Was it like this for all Blondies? Did that predatorily drive consume all of them when they were sexually active, or was it only him?

“Guy I’m sorry.” Raoul offered the boy. He was apologizing to the Mongrel a lot, and he did not like it one bit. Still, he liked the look on the boy’s face less. “As you know that was my first time and I lot control. I did not mean to be so ruff with you.”

“Let me out.” Guy said flatly as he fought to keep his voice calm.

Raoul raised an eyebrow. “You wish to go out into a building full of Blondies looking like that?” Raoul asked as he eyed Guy’s sweaty naked form and the slight line of cum that was dripping down Guy’s thigh. There was no blood, Raoul noted happily. He had not hurt the Mongrel.

Guy flushed bright red and moved to retrieve his clothing from the night before. He pulled them on quickly, his eyes never leaving Raoul. “Let me out.” He said again with venom in his tone. “You said you’d let me go if I asked, well I’m fucking asking.”

“Where would you go?” Raoul asked softly, his heart pounding. He could not lose Guy, he would not lose him. The Mongrel was overreacting, Raoul would learn to control this beast within him now that he knew of its existence. Guy had nothing to fear.

“Anywhere,” Guy spat out in answer to Raoul’s query as he moved back towards the door. Raoul did not move, instead he watched and waited. “Look, I’m fucking sick of it Raoul. I’m not gonna be used by you, not by anyone ever again. You want a quick fuck than get a pet, leave me the fuck out of it.”

“I do not want a pet Guy, I want you.” Raoul said as he stood and moved towards the Mongrel with practiced grace. He had no intension of allowing this nonsense to continue. “I am not looking for a ‘quick fuck’ either, as you so eloquently put it.”

Guy snickered, the slight lowering of defenses giving Raoul some small hope. “You swore.” Guy said in a childish voice.

“I was quoting you.” Raoul reminded as he carefully moved to encircle the smaller frame in his arms, bringing the quivering body close to his chest. “I’m sorry,” he said again, this time in a regretful whisper. “I lost control. These emotions are new to me and I am still learning how to manage them. I never meant to hurt you.”

“You didn’t hurt me.” Guy muttered defensively from his position nestled into Raoul’s chest. “Its just, damn it Raoul I don’t like being forced into it. No one does, not for real anyways. Games are one thing but that wasn’t a game. You didn’t stop, even when I told you to, and I can’t be with someone like that. Someone who thinks only of their own pleasure and nothing else.”

“Guy, your pleasure means a great deal to me-“

“Than why didn’t you stop?” Guy asked as he fought to hold on to his composure. Raoul wished he wouldn’t. There was clearly something bothering Guy, something more than rough sex.

“I do not really understand what happened myself Guy. I think that there is something about Blondies. Something in our genetic makeup that makes us unstable during sex. I would have to do some research to be certain but I think that sex triggers some primal coding within us that causes us to act on instinct alone.”

“You’re really blaming this on genetics?” Guy asked in disbelief.

“I am merely stating that there may be a reason why Jupiter did not what us coupling. I know you will not believe me Guy, but this will never happen again. I will not allow it to, despite what urges I may experience. I will not allow it to control me again. I love you Guy, as much as I am capable of the emotion. I will always care for you, and I will never hurt you that way again.”

“I already told you that you didn’t hurt me.” Guy muttered softly. “Look, I don’t know about all this primal urge stuff but I’ll forgive you Blondie. I mean your kind are so unstable and it was your first time. Understand one thing though. You ever force your dick on me when I’m saying no again and I’ll cut it off, don’t think I won’t either. I don’t give out second chances often, so don’t waste it. Guy left a dumbfounded Raoul with that, heading for the washroom.

Raoul just stood there in shook, unable to do anything. Had the Mongrel really just threatened to-Raoul laughed shakily. “You know I wadger he would do it too. Another reason to make certain I never let myself lose control again.” It was more than that too, Raoul had hated seeing the pain on the Mongrel’s face. Even if Guy refused to admit it Raoul knew that he had hurt him. ‘The next time we do something I shall make certain that it will be completely centered around him.’ Raoul thought slightly aroused by the idea of focusing solely on the Mongrel’s pleasures, and all that he could do in that endeavor. Then a dark thought clouded his mood. ‘If he allows us to have a next time that is.’ Raoul frowned as he looked at the closed door separating him and Guy. He just hoped that he would be able to undo the damage he had caused, and that he would get to see Guy gasping in pleasure for him again.

Well that’s all for now. I know what happened with Guy and Raoul was a little strange but there is explanations for both of their behaviors, I promise. Anyways I hope you enjoyed reading and please review!