Do you remember?

Thank you so much, barrie18, for the help! You definitely hit a spot saying that Raoul won\'t want just a \'present\'. We\'ll see how this works out.



DTE, I\'m glad you appreciate Katze\'s mental abilities. Let\'s see how he is going to use them.



Jishe, I enjoy so much to make you laugh!



Viktoria, thank you for reading and I hope that you enjoy this chapter as well.



Luvsjazz, I suspected something like this. I do not mind other opinions, I just didn\'t know what to make of your argument.









Katze was wondering nervously why he was summoned again by the Head of Tanagura Syndicate, when all business was in order. He played scenarios in his head, as Iason’s tone had seemed to be somewhat annoyed. Through the years, when he had been working under Iason as Furniture, he had learnt to read even the slightest changes in his master’s demeanour, and things that could have escaped easily to anyone, including those closest to Iason, didn’t pass by him. “What on Amoi could have happened?” Unless, and there was a tiny little thought there, bugging Katze, he had learnt somehow about the kiss Riki had given him to pass over to Raoul. And that would mean hell for Katze, as he knew how possessive Iason could be, when it came to his beloved pet. Cold sweat was dampening Katze’s forehead, and he began nervousely biting his lips. “Let’s hope it is something related to the Black Market. Anything but that.”



Upon entering Iason’s penthouse, Katze, once more, struggled to gain composure once more. He ran out of time for that, as the well known voice stopped him in his tracks.

- So, how did you enjoy it?

- Enjoy what?

The dealer tried to sound casual, but he knew he was in a world of trouble.

- Don’t play the fool, Katze, it’s not like you.

Katze exhaled, while Iason aproached menacingly. The Blondie raised one hand and brushed the dampened strands of Katze’s forehead.

- You are scared.

- Yes, the redhead admitted bluntly, not daring even to breath.

Iason circled him and passed behind Katze, making the man feeling even less comfortable, his hair standing on end. The Blondie placed his elegant hands, this time not clad in silk gloves, on Katze’s shoulders and began to massage the tension off.

- Relax, I don’t intend to hurt you. I have a mission for you.

But Katze was not entirely sure that Iason spoke the truth. He could still feel some sort of an underlying anger there, so he didn’t move.

-Well, I see that you have begun playing without me, Riki pouted making his entrance.

Katze was looking at him, begging without words. The mongrel understood the message.

- Iason, please leave Katze alone. I guess he will understand more without you choking him.

Only then did Iason seem to notice that his long fingers curled on the redhead’s fragile neck and he let go. Katze remained standing, until Iason waved his head, inviting him to sit down.

Riki turned towards Iason and whispered something in his ear. The Blondie frowned for a second, then he smiled.

- Katze, take off your clothes.

The order took the dealer by surprise, confusion and fear easy to read in amber eyes.

- Why? Came the whispered question.

- Do as I say.

Riki’s eyes were gleaming with excitement. Something was wrong, Katze could tell.

- Please let me, came Riki’s plea, and Iason nodded.

The mongrel got up from the sofa and came next to the redhead. Riki unbuttoned Katze’s shirt, and began gently touching the slowly revealed bare skin.

- Don’t be scared, he murmured into Katze’s ear, but, somehow, the dealer didn’t feel any assurance, especially since he was under scrutiny of cold blue eyes.

Riki made Katze get up and discarded(discard) the coat and the shirt from the lithe body.

- You should eat more sensibly, Iason chided, and Katze found it disconcerting to hear such a statement coming from his ex-master lips.

Boldly, Riki reached for Katze’s belt, but the readhead tried to stop him, placing his hands over the mongrel’s.

- What is going on? He asked hoarsely.

- You’ll see. Now let Riki undress you. He already knows your little secret.

Katze’s cheeks grew hot, and he threw a furtive look towards Riki who was standing close to him, watching him with curiosity. A surge of anger coursed through Katze’s body, and his first impulse was to push Riki off, but then, just a look towards Iason made him stand still.

- Don’t make me crack my whip, Iason threatened in a lazy voice.

- Iason! Riki seemed upset. Don’t scare him like that! He didn’t do anything wrong.

Iason fell silent under his lover’s words, much to Katze’s surprise, who didn’t know that Riki sometimes managed to have the upper hand, even when sensible matters were involved. He let the youth continue his job. When Riki inserted his fingers inside his boxers’ band, he winced and tried to control the boiling in his blood. Riki’s touch was intimate and gentle and it left goosebumps everywhere. Katze bit his lower lip hard, trying to fight the need to moan, to give in to the touch. This was something that he missed: the touch of another. And now it happened under such weird circumstances. Riki lowered Katze’s boxers, revealing the glorious sight of a standing up erection.

- Nice, Riki commented, hungrily eyeing Katze’s naked body.

Katze’s blood grew cold when he noticed Iason rising from the sofa and coming to him. The Blondie caressed his face, while Riki went behind his back and embraced him. His chin was lifted and Iason’s lips covered his, making him moan in despair. The invading tongue made Katze stand on his toes; it was better than in his dreams, no, a lot better. He did not dare to respond to the kiss, afraid of consequences, but he let Iason’s mouth ravage his, at his will. In the meantime, Riki was kissing his neck and shoulders, pecking then licking, making his arousal painful. Iason’s marble hand went down on his erection cupping it, gripping gently. All this took Katze by surprise, as Iason’s earlier behavior contrasted heavily with the gentle touch. Riki continued his caresses, going up and down Katze’s flanks, then pinching slightly the little nipples, while Iason began pumping his shaft, making him cry out from the exquisite pleasure the two males were eliciting from him. Katze had rarely engaged even in self-pleasuring himself, as he had not want to dwell on things that were not his to think about. So, now, the explosion of sensations he was experiencing washed through him like a tsunami, leaving him too soon panting and exausted into Iason’s kiss and Riki’s embrace. Iason was the first to let go of the kiss. He brought the cum smeared fingers to Katze’s lips and painted them with the creamy fluid. Guessing what was required of him, he opened his mouth and let the invading fingers clean themselves on the wet tongue. The dealer tasted himself from Iason’s fingers, wanting more to imprint the taste of Iason’s skin on his taste buds, searching for it under the overwhelming fragrance of his own release. “He would kill me for my thoughts”, Katze pondered, but continued until the fingers withdrew from his mouth, leaving a trail of regrets behind. Riki kept him in his arms and slowly withdrew (moved) himself and Katze to an armchair, keeping the dealer’s wasted body between his legs. Katze felt Riki’s strong thighs encircling his, and it gave him an assuring sensation that he was safe. Another thing he felt, at the lower part of his spine, was Riki’s hard shaft, and he felt elated, knowing that the seductive mongrel was so hot for him, making a note to himself that maybe Riki used his body to hide his proud erection from his master. Riki was snuggling him close, and Katze allowed himself to breath. Iason was watching the two mongrels together, and he crossed his legs with a sudden movement, that didn’t escape the clever dealer, now sure that the one known as Ice Man was trying hard to cover up his own horniness.

- Now, Katze, as you seem to be in perfect working order, I will tell you what I need you to do.

- Yes, Iason.

It was hard to keep a business like demeanor, while sitting there butt naked, with a warm body pressed to his, gentle hands cupping his midsection, and a chin digging into his shoulder. But he tried.

- I need you to seduce Raoul.

So much for the composed demeanor. Katze’s jaw fell slack.

- What?

- Don’t make me repeat myself, Katze. As you well know, Raoul and myself share some history. The recent events shook our friendship a great deal. He needs a diversion to get his mind off myself and Riki, as there is no way to tell where his obsessions may take him.

- But he returned Riki, right? And he just wants to be friends with you!

- Not good enough for me. I want to know Raoul has other romantic interests, otherwise, I don’t want him here.

- I don’t know what to say.

- I don’t care about what you think, Katze. I need you to carry out this plan. In order to let Raoul into my life and my house again, he has to be with someone else. Do you think you can handle the task?

- What do I know about seduction, Iason? I’m practically … a virgin!

Riki smirked behind.

- That should not be too hard to correct.

- Riki! It was Iason’s turn to show his displeasure, and the mongrel pet kept his mouth shut.

Iason sighed a little annoyed.

- You have all that is needed. You are clever, you are beautiful and basically, you just need to follow your instincts. Raoul should be no more but a trifle challenge for you.

Katze had to raise his hand to his mouth to put his jaw into place, so he would be able to talk again. Had Iason just said he was beautiful? He cleared his throat, a bit embarassed.

- And, after …. he is seduced, what then?

- Just keep Raoul happy, and you can do your business, as usual.

The dealer fell silent. He didn’t know what to say. Iason continued with his instructions.

- As always, you understand me and I appreciate it, Katze. Make sure that you ‘happen’ to be in the same places as him. I will give you insight on his daily routine and the places he visits. Go talk to him and make yourself pleasant. He will respond well.

- How do you know? What if he doesn’t like me, and considers me to be a pestering prick? It’s not the norm for a mongrel to go talk to a Blondie, whenever he wants!

- Raoul already likes you, Katze.

One surprise after the other. Katze pinched surreptitiously his hand to make sure he was not in a dream.

- It will be easy. This is what I want from you.

- But … he thinks I am castrated, and I guess he doesn’t want to deal with damaged goods. He can have any pet he wants. Why don’t you send him some exotic slave doll? I think that would help Raoul better.

- I mentioned that Raoul won’t be a challenge for you, but I want you to be a challenge for him. Do not reveal your secret before the right time. You will report to me daily, regarding your progress. I will decide when you will give in to Raoul’s advances.

Iason rose, a sign that the meeting was over.

- I expect only the best from you, Katze. I am sure you won’t fail me.

- But Jupiter…

- Raoul will handle everything, provided that he likes you enough. And I will be here.

“You’re crazy!”, Katze felt like shouting. But he kept silent. His mind was reeling with too much info. Iason left the room, shooting a clear glance towards Riki. Katze remained alone with the mongrel. Riki embraced him once more and whispered in his ear:

- You are allowed to love, Katze.

The dealer felt the need to take it out on someone.

- Oh, yeah? And what if I don’t fall in love with Raoul? What if I already love someone?

- Is that the case? Riki’s interest seemed genuine.

- No, but, for the sake of the argument…

Riki laughed.

- You already like Raoul. Or, otherwise, you wouldn’t have kissed him. It is true that Iason didn’t offer you an alternative, but, let’s be serious, Katze, this is one pleasant mission, isn’t it?

That was something that Katze didn’t feel like denying, but he kept silent. Riki pushed further, just for the pleasure of seeing the other mongrel blush:

- Raoul is a hottie, Katze. He is second in comand, after Iason, and he likes your looks. So, take it as a chance to strike it big.

- Oh, so if I don’t care to fall in love with Raoul, at least, I get to climb the social ladder?

- Don’t be a prick, Katze. I don’t think Iason will let you mess around with someone else. Raoul is not such a bad deal, after all. Aren’t you fed up with keeping your dick in your pants all the time? At least you’ll get fucked and, after what I saw, you will enjoy it.

Riki’s words hit the target. Katze blushed profusely and he fumbled to get up from Riki’s embrace. He dressed quietly and Riki helped him with the last button of his shirt. Katze left without another word.



- So, what do you think?

- He’ll do it. He likes Raoul. He might even get to like him more than he likes you.

- What do you mean?

- C’mon, Iason, you’re so dense sometimes. Katze has the hots for you, even if he doesn’t admit it. Mostly because he thinks you will kick his ass, I suppose.

Iason didn’t answer. He took his lover in his arms and kissed him. With half closed eyes, he asked:

- Weren’t you at least one bit jealous when I kissed Katze?

The tone was pleading.

- No.

Iason seemed disappointed.

- I trust you, Iason. I know I’m the one you truly love. The other things … are just games. You should loosen up yourself a little bit more. But I guess it is hard for you to understand that the feelings we carry for each other are more important than what we do in bed.

- Don’t say such a thing!

- Ok, I take that back. They are equally important. Just keep in mind that I love you, no matter how hot the men around us are.

- Do you think Katze is hot?

- Of course he is, and you should be grateful that the scene earlier made me so horny that I wanted to jump you on the spot. Not Katze, you, Iason.

The Blondie did not know what to say, so he just leaned into Riki’s hot embrace. The night was young, and they had it all to themselves.