The Other Side

Yeah, I actually got this part out in a descent time frame. This chapters a lot of plot related stuff, but lemons are on their way.

I don't know if I included this warning in the main description so as a warning this chapter includes.
Rape of a minor (in past tense). It's very easy to see when this starts, so if you want to skip over it you can.

On to reviews!

MikkiSenpai
Wow, that's one of the longest reviews I've ever gotten, not that I'm complaining at all. Thank you very much. Katze's up shit creek without a paddle, trust me. Still I can say that I think Iason is going to be distracted by other matters. ~_^ What was the guy to do, he was stuck between two Blondies and a hard spot. Yeah, they got a fiery little pet now. I think he's going to make things a little more interesting for all of our boys, that's all I can say for now. As for Raoul and Guy I think this chapter is going to make it quite clear what happens between them next. *winks* As for Riki and Iason they finally work things out in this chapter, kinda, sorta, well you'll see.

Sheleeta
Thanks for the review and the congrats. The good news is that now that I'm not having to write a hundred papers I'll have more time. Aiden will play a role latter, but not in this chapter. Anyways I hope you enjoy!

Thanks to all of my readers, enjoy the chappy.
Ethereal

“Are you certain about this Sir? I promise that I will alert you as soon as Iason arrives, you really don’t have to wait for him.” Raoul eyed the furniture with growing impatience. He had already informed the man of his decision, so why was he still being asked such pointless questions?

“Iason has already eluded me once, it shall not happen again. I am resigned to stay here until he arrives. All that I require of you is a room for Guy and myself.” Raoul said in a stern voice.

“He’s going to be staying here as well?” Katze asked eyeing Guy. Raoul sighed, again with these pointless questions.

“Oh course he is.” Raoul moved to the nearest door, opening it to find a rather sparse room inside. Other than a fair amount of computer equipment and a bed the room was fairly empty. “This will do. Come Guy, we shall sleep here tonight.”

“Hey that’s my room!” Raoul ignored the complaint as he pulled Guy into the room. He had other things on his mind. As soon as he had shut the door he backed the Mongrel against the bed and pressed a hungry kiss to his parted lips.

The Mongrel gasped beneath the kiss, his body stiff and shuddering. Raoul pulled back as a wave of fear washed over his Mongrel, causing the Blondie’s noose to itch. Guy had his head lowered, his bottom lip pulled in between his teeth. He took a deep breath and when he looked up at Raoul there was a stubborn determination mixed in with that fear. “Don’t stop.” He breathed. “I need this Raoul.”

Raoul sat on the bed with a low growl. What the hell was wrong with the boy? He had no reason to fear this. It wasn’t like Raoul was going to lose control again and even if he did it wasn’t like he had hurt Guy the first time. No, something else was going on and Raoul was going to get to the bottom on it. He was not going to have his lover tensing up and radiating fear every time he made an even slightly aggressive move.

“You will tell me what this is about. You have never shown fear in the time I had you, even when it would have been understandable. Why is it that whenever I make an advance on you, you freeze?”

“Look just forget about it okay?” Guy said as he climbed onto the bed next to Raoul. “I want you, isn’t that enough?” Guy leaned against Raoul and began nibbling on his neck in a manner that caused the Blondie to gasp with need. Damn Mongrel seemed to know just how to get under his skin, but he was not going to be so easily distracted. Raoul cupped the Mongrel’s check in his hand, forcing the other up to look at him. “You will tell me why you are afraid.” Raoul stated in a firm voice.

Guy sucked in a breath, pulling away from him. He turned his back on him, his frame ridged once more. “Look, it really isn’t any of your damn business. I’m offering myself to you right? That’s what you want so just take it and be happy already.”

In an instant Raoul was on top of Guy, his greater weight pressing the Mongrel into the bed. “Do you think,” he whispered in a soft tone as he traced a finger along Guy’s jaw line, “that if that was all I wanted you would have any say in it at all?”

“Get the fuck off of me Blondie.” Guy growled, his body stiff beneath the other. “You want to know what happened? Fine, I’ll tell you. Anything to end this stupid game of yours.”

Raoul removed himself from Guy but he did not go far. He pulled Guy into his lap, and was rather surprised when the Mongrel seemed perfectly willing to come. Raoul sighed as he looked down at the turbulent creature, not at all sure what to do with him. “This is not a game to me Guy. Something is troubling you deeply, and I want to know what it is.”

Guy shook his head as he rested his weight against the Blondie. “It’s really not that big of a deal okay? It happened a long time ago. Way before I met Riki, before our gang ever existed.” Guy seemed calmer now, but he would not look at Raoul as he began.

“You see this scar.” Guy asked as he lifted his arm up and turned it so that his palm faced up. Running along the inside of his wrist down to his elbow was a thin scar likely caused by a burn. Raoul had indeed seen it but hadn’t thought anything of it. It was clearly very old, and barely noticeable.

“I got this when I was six years old. I had been working at a PR camp for a year at that time.” Guy’s voice sounded so far away. Raoul didn’t want to interrupt him, but already the story made no sense. “Pet Relocation camps are for pets that grow too old and are unfit for work in brothels. Why would you be working in one?”

Guy laughed. It was a short barking sound that was completely devoid of humor. “I always thought that name was ridiculous. I didn’t know why I was there either. These camps were a place where they stripped pets of what little minds they had and set them to work doing hard and dangerous physical labor. I had been caught trying to steel from a Citizen, that’s why I was in trouble. I still didn’t know why I was sent to one of those camps though.”

Guy shook his head, his eyes trained on his hands. “It was actually not that bad at first. There was food, and a place to sleep, and I didn’t have to fight for any of it. The work was hard and hot and long. We worked in some kind of mine, I think. I didn’t really know what it was. I did little things back then, ran errands for the Citizens that ran the place, or carried the tools for the workers. It really wasn’t that bad, until I got this that is.” Guy’s hand was shaking slightly now.
“I was helping clear a tunnel into a new area of the mine. It was the first time I was actually being told to help with the mining itself. The heat rod they gave me was light enough for me to use, but I was not prepared for how hot they got. Both of my hands were badly burned and I was unable to work anymore.”

Guy shook his head. “I thought they were going to kill me then, but apparently they had work for me that didn’t require me to be able to do much with my hands. I was taken to the house where the Citizens lived when they weren’t overseeing operations. The house was like nothing I’d ever seen. I mean I’m sure it was nothing compared to what you are used to but to me it was like some kind of paradise. My wounds were treated and I was given bath and food. I thought that burning my hands the best thing that had ever happened to me. Boy was I wrong.”

A shutter ran through Guy’s body. “I was taken the manager’s room that night. I’ll never forget that man. He looked so huge to me, sitting in that chair with those light colored eyes and chestnut locks of hair.” Guy paused, his body now shaking. “He, he pointed at his crouch and told me to take care of it. I, didn’t know what he wanted, and when I told him so he got really mad.” Guy sounded so young just then, as if he really was the six year old from his memories. “He stood and rushed at me, picking me up by my hair. He kicked me in the ribs and than threw me on the ground. I don’t really remember what happened next. I think I might have lost consciousness. When I woke up I was in a bed though, and he was lying beside me. I remember wondering why we were both naked, and why he was stroking my back. He told me that he would forgive me for not knowing what to do, if I did just what he told me to.”

Guy squeezed his eyes shut, shaking his head. “I told him I’d do anything he said.” Guy looked up at Raoul, and the shame in his eyes infuriated the Blondie. Raoul was fighting to stay calm. He was furious by what he heard, but he did not want to scare the Mongrel. “I didn’t want him to do anything else to me. If I had known I would have fought him,” Guy’s frame shook, “or at least I like to think I would have. I really don’t know anymore.”

“He, told me to touch him so I put my hands on his chest. He shook his head and told me ‘no Mongrel, not there, here.’ Then he took my hands and put them on his cock.” Guy was silent for a moment, his eyes scrunched closed. “When I tried to pull away he held them in place, using his own hands to make me rub them against him. He moaned, and started thrusting against me. My hands ached from the burns. I told him that I didn’t like it, that I wanted to go back to the mines. He told me that I would service him or die, those were my choices.” Guy looked up at Raoul, tears at the edges of his eyes. “I didn’t want to die, so I took hold of him as best as I could. He threw his head back and cried out, and his cock swelled in my hand. Then he told be to lick the top, to act like it was ice cream. I didn’t want to but my gut still hurt from the kick and I was scared, so I did it. I hated the taste but I kept on doing it. Than he told me to suck on it like a lollipop, so I took the tip in my mouth sucked it but it wasn’t enough for him. I still remember him holding my hair, forcing it in farther, telling me that if he felt my teeth on him he’d brake my jaw. It was so hard not to bit down. I couldn’t breath, and I felt like I was going to throw up. I knew he meant it though, that he would have broken my jaw, and than kept using me. When he came it was a lot. He told me to swallow it but I couldn’t and it went all over him and me and the sheets. Than he told me to lick it up. I was so tired and sore that I didn’t want to move. I hated the taste so much, and I told him that I wouldn’t. He beat the crap out of me that night, and in the end I ended up cleaning every last bit of the stuff with my tongue.”

“Than he let the other workers take turns with me, breaking me in he said. They passed me around each night, and I learned how to please them all.” Raoul’s eyes widened. That was where Guy had learned to be so good. Raoul remembered that first night when Guy had opened his eyes to carnal pleasures. He had thought that his skills seemed expert, why was it only now that he was uncovering this?

“They didn’t actually fuck me until I was eight though, and then it was the manager again. My burns had healed completely, but they didn’t send me back, guess they liked me where I was. I didn’t give a shit when he took me. It hurt like hell, a kid’s body just isn’t made for that, but everything hurt like hell. It was just something more to add to the things they’d done to me.” Guy seemed completely lost in his own memories by that time. Raoul wanted to hear the end, but he was worried about the impact it was having on his Mongrel. Than again, perhaps it was better he got it out. No wonder he was afraid of more aggressive foreplay. “What about Riki?” Raoul found himself asking. “Riki was your lover was he not?”

Guy shook his head. “Riki was different. I led as often as he did and he was always understanding. I never told him any of this but I think he knew. He’d always back off when I got shaky, and he never pushed the issue. Plus Riki was a Mongrel like me. He wasn’t a threat like-“

“Like I am.” Raoul finished.

Guy looked up at him, as he noticing his presence for the first time. “No, I was going to say like the manager was. I know you wouldn’t hurt me.”

“Do you?” Raoul asked. “Then why is it that you still fear me?”

“I don’t okay. It’s just hard, not being in control. Feeling like I have no power in this.” Guy shook his head.

“So that is the problem.” Raoul was silent for a moment as he waged an internal battle with himself. It was unheard of and undignified, but if that was what his Mongrel needed. “Very well, you shall lead this time.”

“What are you talking about?” Guy mumbled.

“You said that a Blondie would never allow someone to top them. You are wrong. I shall allow it, because I feel you need it. You are my mate after all. Now I want the name of that manager and any other names you can remember. Then we shall move onto more pleasant topics.”

~~**~~

Riki watched the Blondie out of the corner of his eye as they sped along towards the ship that would take them home. Iason had barely spared him a look since they had gotten in the transport, his mind apparently on other things. Riki should be so lucky, his mind was on nothing but Iason. Riki had always thought that Iason would just cast him off once he was done with him. Had he been wrong, and if so would he want to stay with Iason? Riki could barely fathom what life with the Blondie would be like, but at the same time he didn’t want to think about going back to living without him. It had hurt more than he wanted to admit, when he thought Iason was going to leave him. Maybe that’s why he pushed him away, because he didn’t want to face that rejection.

Aiden hadn’t said a word since they got in the transport. He had curled up beside Riki, falling asleep to the motion of the vehicle. The kid had been through a lot, it was not that surprising that he had succumb to exhaustion. “Hey Iason.” Riki finally spoke up. He couldn’t stand the silence. “Um, I’m sorry about earlier. I just don’t get you, I don’t get any of this.”

Iason looked at him, his crystalline blue eyes reflecting everything and revealing nothing. “I know Riki, you do not have to understand my reasons, only my intentions.”

“That’s just it,” Riki said with a sigh, “I don’t understand anything.” He felt soft pale fingers brush against his lips and looked up to meet those eyes, now bright with passion. The Blondie smiled at him, and it left him shaken to the core. Iason leaned in, brushing a feather soft kiss against his lips. Riki’s eyes widened as all of his uncertainty was shattered by that simple heartfelt action. The feelings were all there in that gentle kiss. Not hungry or demanding, but loving. Riki pressed back against Iason, the feel of the other man’s fluttering heartbeat matching his own. His body melted against the other’s as he allowed himself to drown in the sensation. He had fought too long, and if Iason was faking this than he was a damned good actor. He would trust Iason, not because he had to, but because he needed to. Because it was only like this, when he was with him that he could still feel alive. Nothing in his life had ever felt so right, and so terrifying all at once.


Well that's all for now. As I'm sure you can tell there's going to be a lemon in the next chapter, maybe two, we'll have to see. Thanks for reading and please review!