Echoes in Time

Chapter 14: Sweet Dreams

Darius stepped out of the corridor into the command center. They had followed a lead with regards to the Queens, and felt the need to do all they could to work their way back into the good graces of the Firm. His father had, after all, risked all for Iason and Riki, and well, to be honest, he felt compelled to cooperate as he had no idea who Iason really turned out to be. When he and his father ran into the Vault of Specimens, he could feel the vibrations of all the specimen jars hundreds upon thousands, all resonating with the power coming from Iason and Riki.

He felt foolish, having ever dreamed he could have controlled any of the events once he breached the hull of the “Ios.” Sure taking Iason was not child's play, considering the plans had been altered from a private chartered ship to a Luxury Liner. But he didn't see the big picture and even though, he did think far enough to hold out for more credits, but when the mission went south, and Iason was gravely injured, he began to have second thoughts.

His father was right, his lineage was of great importance, the tales he was told in his youth, were really historical reference. He understood now. After seeing with his own eyes, the incredible power behind the tales, he could only kick himself for acting so foolishly.

But now he had the opportunity to correct his mistakes. While enjoying a bit of down time, he and Victor remained on Aristia. At first they felt out of place, having been the ones to take Iason. But it was Iason who reached out to him at that critical moment, when a choice was once again put before him.

In his mind he could still remember his words “Behold your father,” as he poked his head out of the Vault of Specimens, then moments later, taking Victor's hand, he felt time stand still as Iason and Riki's transformed bodies created a shield, and they ran along with his father and Ayuda into the vault. He didn't know if he was going to live or die, but he knew he would do it with the two men he loved, that being his father and Victor.

Iason welcomed them to stay so they did, enjoying the hospitality even if all others would have killed them on the spot. But Iason and Riki knew from personal experience, that everyone makes mistakes, but if given the opportunity to correct them, amend them, regret them, one could find the part of themselves they lost.

Sir Luis, his father spoke of a Renaissance on the trip back to Aristia, that Jupiter was paving the way for the tales he'd read to him, to become a reality. That what he beheld in Iason and Riki, were now the cornerstone of the most powerful and Regal society to ever grace the known universe.

At first he didn't believe his words, but then he remembered coming out of that vault, and seeing nothing but ash where a whole population of Elders in the thousands, once existed, breathing air one moment, and the next, incinerated by the power of two men.

Darius punched in a new set of coordinates, there would be more changes in this life, his father's love was once more beating in his heart, even if the Firm has their doubts, but he had the skills needed for his present mission, and he wanted to prove them wrong.

The space chatter was unsettling when he over-heard Lord Mink's name in a seedy bar on the outskirts of Midas. It really wasn't unusual to hear his name or Riki's, as all of Amoi was in a constant state of celebration over their return. What concerned him was talk of a “Royal Treasure,” and given his old ways of being a Mercenary, one could not help but listen. He followed this conversation to a back room where he hid behind a stack of crates of ale.

“I've just gotten word that the medics have been found. Gerard said for us to rendezvous near the old ruins on Aristia and to bring the downloaded files and the truth serum.”

Darius wondered what could they want with Iason that involved truth serum? And who were these medics? Darius knew of only one group of medics associated with Iason- Martin's team. Darius listened with renewed interest.

“Apparently these medics have been able to withstand Gerard's arm, and now he says the truth serum is not working. So we need to get this new stuff to them before they head back to Rhea.”

Darius' heart sank. He felt somewhat responsible for those men. They did after all, take excellent care of Iason while he recovered. More importantly, Iason grew to care for them deeply. So now he decided to follow these men and see if he could help them.

That was the “right” thing to do, after all. It would be what his father would do, and since this involved Iason, he may garner the approval of the Firm.

“Sir, we're about to enter subspace, how close do you wish to follow?”

Darius studied the star charts, “They seem to be following the merchant's course, perhaps they want to appear as such to avoid any attention. We shall do the same, set the course and keep within range.”

Darius took a drink from his coffee cup and made a face, as it was now cold after sitting neglected while he pondered his mission. Just at that moment, a familiar voice took the bitterness out of his mouth.

“Ah, here you are!” Victor poked his head into the command center. “I have been looking everywhere for you. Would you like to join me for a late dinner? You haven't touched much food these past few days, and you don't expect to keep up your strength that way do you?”

Victor stroked Darius' shoulders “We can't have the Commander of his own ship nodding off to sleep for lack of proper nutrition can we? Come love, let's go.”

Darius made some final course corrections to his helmsman. They would be arriving on Aristia by morning, and Victor was right, there was danger ahead, and he needed to rest. Though rest was not always the first course of action when Victor was involved.

“You're right, I could use a warm meal and some company.” Darius winked at his enamored lover, knowing they had not shared the same bed in days.

Victor's eyes lit up, as he placed his hands behind his back and rocked on his heels. Darius had been worried for Martin, and his team, hardly resting long enough to gain anything from it.

“That sounds promising Darius, let's get you taken care of.”

Darius had been listening to space chatter for nearly a week, trying to ascertain what Martin and his team were involved in, but all he found was talk regarding a “Lady Yuri Mink,” and this was a shock to him since he knew Iason had no living mother. He listened non-stop hoping for more information but only learned of a “Precious Jewel,” and a vast fortune that would change the lives of all on Amoi.

~*~

Iason was quiet on the drive home. His thoughts wrapped around the new information with regards to Omaki. He knew the injury to his body, especially his head, had caused some damage to his memory, however, he was recalling more each day. He knew many of Amoi's citizens had a lineage to either Intellect or Warrior Clans, it would only make sense that he would remember them, but he also knew some memories may never return.

Riki was also recalling much, but his confusion was more about his past life as a Mongrel non-citizen, and the new status of “Prince,” although he was loving the irony with every Elite who bowed at his presence.

Many of the population had indeed taken women of other worlds and cultures, since there were no “Blondie” or Warrior women for that matter, even the gene pool was lower for citizens of poor cities like Ceres and Midas. But no one could have expected foul play with regards to the Maiden's of his era.

What could Omaki know? And now Jupiter wanted their aid in bringing his memory back without implanting false ones? How could this be done?”

Iason thought of his father's reaction. To imagine the three of them together is like giving Omaki permission to be the naughty deviant he already was behind closed doors at the Taming Tower. He can see his father dancing with Kai and Omaki into the late hours of the night.

“And my mother tossing some new modern appliance at my father...” Riki laughed quietly. “I know how to do it Iason.” Riki spoke up in the darkened shuttle. He'd kept quiet as he could hear the wheels spinning in Iason's head.

“What was that love?” Iason turned and looked at Riki sitting quietly. “Do what?”

“I know how we can get Omaki to open his mind. Jupiter basically told us how, by having him hang out with us right? Well, why don't we give Omaki what he's been asking for? He said he wanted to see us in our minds eye remember? Why don't we give him a peek of the past? There are no false memories there, I mean, you and I don't have all our memories back yet, but we have plenty of old Amoi.”

Iason thought about this. He didn't exactly want to let anyone in his private thoughts too often, as he only enjoyed Riki there. It was sacred. But he did have a point. Jupiter wanted them to become the “trigger” for them to awaken, and Omaki holds the key to the missing data from Jupiter's primary Matrix when she was used as the Living Text.

“Yes, I was thinking of that myself, but I don't know if I want you with anyone but me. I'm selfish that way, and I think you feel the same.”

Riki cocked his head sideways and grinned. “Well, yeah, I do. But it doesn't mean you have to have sex with him, he has taken a new lover, so I've heard. So I don't think he's interested in anyone but him.”

“Somehow, I doubt that my love.” Iason paused, then, “This is Omaki we're talking about Riki, sex is as natural as breathing air for him. But I must admit, your idea has merit, perhaps we can work something out.”

Iason reached over and pulled Riki close to him, “I'll not share you Riki, with anyone.” Iason kissed him softly. Riki held his head in place with his hands and returned the kiss eagerly.

“Nor will I with anyone else Iason. But what we can do, is set the scene, and see if it tickles his brain. Jupiter said she had a man in place, I believe Lord Jensen is this man.”

“Yes, he's the assistant to Lord Hansel of Amoi's Historical Society, and he specializes in Ancient Amoian history, in particular its traditions. I was surprised to see Omaki involved with him, so perhaps we can use him in our private realm. They obviously love each other, so he may be the 4th man needed.”

Riki smiled as he looked forward to seeing Omaki awaken. And since he didn't see cat boy in the room, he knew this Lord Jensen would be a good fit. After all, he was incredibly handsome, so if sex crossed over with them, it would not be distasteful. “We could peer into his mind as we've done with our fathers.”

“Hm, I don't know about that. Somehow I think I'll see more than I care to stomach, given his sexual appetite and notoriously deviant nature, not to mention this would be without his consent, so this would be a violation of his privacy. You and I need to set limits on this by the way. Your empathic abilities are good enough to sniff out possible danger, and we should use that as a measuring rod. With me, I was told by Martin and his medics, that they felt warmth wash through them, where the wrong parties, in particular Commander Darius and that perverted doctor, felt an icy grip around their heart.”

“That's true. OK, its our realm, we can control it so yeah, let's stay out of his. If he begins to recall anything, we're the right one's to see it.”

“I'll give Lord Jensen a call, I'm certain he'll agree. Since he is working with Omaki on the preparations for the Gala, this may prove to be interesting.”

“I doubt he will refuse Iason, remember when we went over that one night, I could sense an incredible attraction from Lord Jensen towards Omaki, and we both saw them going at it. But if we come clean with him about Jupiter, he'll be game, after all we all want the same thing.”

Iason and Riki arrived at the penthouse's underground parking and were looking forward to the night's activities.

~*~

Raoul was heading out the door of the medical labs when Sir Earl called after him.

“Lord Am, if I could speak to you for a moment.”

“Sir Earl? I'm quite tired and in need of a drink, so perhaps this can wait until morning?”

“Yes, forgive me, but in anticipation of Jupiter's briefing, I had prepared this for you.”

Sir Earl handed Raoul a data crystal. “This is a historical summary of your father, Lord Rene Am. Jupiter had notified me this afternoon to prepare it for you. I believe you will find it interesting.”

Raoul took the data crystal raising it up towards the light. It was clear like a diamond, and held his past, one he before today, knew nothing about, but could not wait to look at.

“Is Jupiter trying to awaken me now?” Raoul spoke in a quiet voice, as if talking to himself.

“Well, I know as keeper of the Archives for the Firm, we've been a secretive organization, but it was all in the hopes that Jupiter's path would do exactly as she planned. I'm a direct descendant as you may or may not know. We at the Firm, rarely take a wife from anywhere but Amoi. The men born to the Firm always served the Shield of Honor much like the Clans of old.

You have the opportunity to become more than you are now- and you hold in your hands, the legacy of a Sentinel of the Highest Order, as your father was. This is a great deal to take in all at once, however, I am confident, you will not be disappointed.

Lord Rene Am is greatly admired in the world I live in, for Lord Luis Raymone took his teachings as law, and as Master of the Arts of Defense, he knew him better than anyone, for he studied all his teachings; lessons you yourself were taught as a child.”

Raoul was speechless as he listened to Lord Earl talk about a father he had yet to read about, but that he and the Firm knew better than anyone else, except perhaps Lord Kai Oskuro.

“I know you and Lord Raymone had issues in the past. But I also know, you grew close during your mission. If you take all that admiration for the man he is, you will know your father.”

Raoul thought about Sir Earl's words. He looked past him towards Kai's quarters. Kai had sadness in his eyes, as if he felt responsible for his father's death, but he knew that if a man such as Lord Kai admired his father, then he must have been an impressive “Sentinel.”

Thank you Sir Earl, I look forward to learning about him. I still feel rather strange to have any family, as a Blondie is raised without such ties , even those who raised us rarely cared for us long enough to bond, let alone think of them as family. Yet here I hold such ties, ten thousand years old. Will I see a person that will trigger my awakening? And will I bond with someone lost forever?”

“I don't think you realize this, but your father's remains exist Lord Am. Many of those who served the Royal family, were entombed beneath the Royal Palace. We, that is- the Order of the Shield of Honor, were charged with the safety of those who served your father. The Sentinels were the original Elite Guards, but were solely responsible for the Royal family. When the war began, Lord Am, your father, was a force to be reckoned with. He led a bloody campaign against the Elders who mindlessly pursued Lord Kai.”

Raoul was speechless as Sir Earl spoke. It was no wonder Lord Kai wanted to speak with him. Although, more than likely, both Kai and Raimen probably had an intimate relationship with him, but felt mysteriously drawn to him.

“Thank you again, and good evening.”

Sir Earl bowed and walked away. Raoul made his way home. Yui greeted him with a kiss. Raoul took him in his arms and held him tight, gently lifting him off the floor feeling for the first time, unsure of who he truly was. Did Iason feel these same feelings when he began to awaken? Was there conflict and confusion, anticipation and anxiety?

“Raoul, what is it?” Yui looked up at Raoul who seemed lost in thought. “I have kept dinner warm, would you like a drink, while I set the table? Today was an incredible day! The Channel had all sorts Pre-Gala festivities announced for tomorrow, as the many dignitaries arriving are eager to meet Lord Iason and Prince Oskuro.”

Raoul continued to hold Yui and slowly put him back down. “Yes, there has been quite a lot of media attention. But I am famished, so a good meal sounds heavenly, though a nice glass of wine would be wonderful.”

Yui's excitement was adorable in Raoul's eyes, as his love for the young man made him think of what their relationship would become once he recalled his former life. Would he still love him as he did now? Surely that would not change, after all, Iason and Riki's relationship only became stronger once their minds reconciled with their current lives.

But what if he was a lover of Kai? Both he and Raimen had hinted towards that, and how would Yui take this? He has never been jealous of his past relationships, especially his life long affair with Iason. But these men were Ancients, and there is a good chance he may come to recall this, to “awaken” as the rest of his peers may or may not do.

Yui walked towards the bar and poured Raoul a glass of wine. He could tell Raoul had a long and difficult day. There has been one meeting after another in the weeks since Iason and Riki's return, and he knew of all the activity regarding the Ancients was taking much of his time. And the Gala must surely be a huge security issue for his department, as Raoul was keeping long hours lately. Yui returned with a glass of wine, as Raoul stood quietly by the large windows in the the main hall.

“Dinner will be but a few minutes Raoul.” Yui handed him the wine and gave him a smile.

“Thank you Yui, it smells terrific.”

“Raoul, is there something bothering you? I know you have many matters that you can't discuss, though I know you trust me. If there is anything I can do?”

“Perhaps later, I have some additional work I need to do later on, but perhaps we can have a relaxing evening before turning in?”

Raoul once again reached out and pulled Yui tight against him. Yui was certain something was up, but would not push Raoul. He reached around and returned the embrace. “That sounds very inviting Master, I look forward to it.” Yui ran his arms up towards Raoul's shoulders and stood on the tips of his toes and kissed him sensually, tasting the wine in Raoul's mouth.

*~*~*

Kai sighed as he sat in front of Lady Erin's reanimation chamber, the color was returning to her face. Her lips full and the color of pale roses. The gown, though modest, could not hide her beautiful features, and only made Kai yearn to hold her that much more. Its been over 500 years, not counting 10,000 in deathly slumber that separated husband and wife, and yet to Kai it was an eternity of sorrow. Would Lady Erin heal his heart?

Riki's words echoed in his mind, “You are broken.” How true were his words, for Kai was broken, wanting to have his world returned, a do-over. And Erin would know how to heal him, as she always could. For all the lovers he'd bedded between him and Raimen, Lady Erin never held them against him- so long as he never had anther woman while she yet lived.

Kai never did.

And upon her untimely death, he would have his freedom to do so, but never could and with Raimen also dead, he all but gave up on ever loving again. Of course this lasted a short period of time, when decade after decade of war and death was all he knew, Kai found release in the arms of many, whether Intellect or Warrior mattered not to him, so long as they held him tight and for at least one night, helped him forget.

Lord Rene Am now came into his thoughts. The Sentinel who at first did not return his affection, eventually came to him when he was at the end of his rope. He remembered begging him for death, while Rene refused with tears in his eyes. No, for his Sentinel companion, who for the longest time spent his every waking hour watching his back, could not find it in his heart to end the life of one he swore an oath to preserve alive.

Kai listened to the steady beat of Lady Erin's heart, the many monitors connected to her body emitting their sounds in the quiet room seemed so distant in his mind for, for his mind continued to suffer the barrage of images of battle fields and the sounds of the fallen. Would his mind be cursed to forever echo such turmoil?

Jupiter watched in stealth-mode, studying Kai from the many monitors as Kai sat quietly, lost in his thoughts. She knew there would be much the Warrior Lord would have overcome, but she could not fault his angry outbursts earlier that evening.

Kai was correct with regards to the Elders, for her days as the Living Text were not forgotten, nor how all warring parties freely accessed her data to use against one another, she was there as he mentioned, but helpless to do anything but watch.

The spark needed to breathe life into her circuits created by Iason's design, would not come until that fateful night 500 years later, and after Kai was already dead. But now, as she watched Kai sigh mournfully at his sleeping Queen, her heart, though made of micro-machines, and a complex and monolithic amount of wires and energy that made up her inner matrix, felt his pain..

Her sensors picked up a faint energy reading coming from the reanimation chamber, at first weak and shallow, then steady and gaining in strength. Lady Erin was beginning to show the first signs of consciousness. This set off an alarm that quietly notified the medical staff. However the sudden movement of personnel made Kain anxious and when Heiku entered the room, Kai pressed against the glass trying to see over everyone's heads.

He felt a ping in his mind, a ringing in his ears that signaled the Warrior Lord of the proximity of another Warrior of strong inner powers, though this sound was familiar to him, for it was Lady Erin's. Heiku glanced at the Ancient on the other side of the glass, and noticed he was beginning to transform as his excitement was growing, but breathed a sigh of relief when Raimen came running in from his quarters when the alarms woke him.

Kai was not in bed with him as the last thing he recalled was falling asleep with him in his arms as was their way, but mostly it was so Raimen could keep Kai close to him in his current condition. He would have tied a rope to his ankle, but felt this would not make the Warrior Lord look good. When the alarms woke him, he feared Kai might have done something somewhere, and followed the other excited medical staff to the reanimation chamber where he found Kai, anxious and near tears.

“Kai! What is it? Has something happened to Erin?!”

Raimen's frantic voice made Kai turn to see that his fellow bedmate was standing in only his silk pajama pants, with his hair all tussled and looking quite comical for all his animated anxiety.

“Raimen, you seem to have forgotten the other slipper!

Kai's light humor betrayed the tears streaming down his cheeks. His eyes were dark as night, and his long flowing ebony locks, were dancing serenely over his head. “She's coming back Raimen, Erin is coming back to me.”

“Well then, you need to stop moping around and get your ass in gear, because if I know that son of yours, he'll be showing up any moment and will have second thoughts about taking you inside her head. And you best transform back, your scaring the children in there. They probably think you're about to go off the deep end!”

Kai turned to see Heiku and the medical team staring at him, then Heiku waved at him to meet him at the door. Kai walked over to the entrance where Heiku was waiting nervously as the approaching Ancient's intimidating appearance make him tremble a bit.

“L-lord Oskuro, great news! Lady Erin has indeed shown signs of consciousness, though it is still too early to determine what her state of mind is, and the only one I know who can do that is..”

“Me!”

Riki came flying around the corner and rushed down the corridor, with Iason following behind. He and Iason had just walked into the Penthouse, when Riki stopped dead in his tracks and pulled Iason's arm with his excitement. He heard the sounds of leaves rustling in his mind as a distant wind kicked up what looked like a fog cloud approaching him, and the image of Lady Erin began to take shape.

“Riki!” Kai exclaimed, “What did you pick up son? Is she here? Can she hear us? Don't just stand there, say something!”

“Lord Kai, surely you must know that it is truly too early to determine anything from these readings.” Heiku knew Riki had unique powers, but did not believe this was possible as Lady Erin was just completing her reanimation.

“Father, you have to be patient. Yes, I picked up the same as you but only sensory things, no words, or images, just what the body is feeling, nothing concrete.”

Heiku looked surprised, as his expression changed from astonishment, to wonder and awe. “How can you even detect that much? She's only know set off the monitors! That is truly extraordinary Lord Riki.”

“What? Only just now? I've been feeling the beginning of the creepy fog we all seem to wake up in, but she is not awake in her mind yet, do you understand me? My mother is quite strong, I'll let you know now Lord Quiahtenon, the Queen is like the tide, you can't turn your back on her.”

Riki grinned as he looked at his father, who had yet to bring himself to return to normal. Riki came up close and placed a hand on his shoulder and whispered.

“Father, calm yourself, you are not well yet, and I want you to prepare for what is surely to be, a traumatic event. You have been in my mind's eye, and if I need your help in awaking our Queen, she needs to see you as a way out of that fog, cuz one can wander in there forever, and never awaken.”

As Riki whispered to his father, Iason stood near his own father taking in his state of undress and his mussed up hair. He shook his head as one of the staff brought him his robe and the missing slipper.

“Lord Kai, what Riki and I see usually doesn't occur for yet a few more days, though I agree with Lord Quiahtenon, that Lady Erin may awaken sooner than you or my father. I believe Riki will be able to detect her before any of us, so we'll be staying here once again, as it seems, I won't be able to talk him into going home.”

Riki winked at Raimen who was looking behind the group as if looking for someone. Riki moved his eyes to the left and pointed at nothing and spoke.

“Lady Jupiter, I know your here, why hide?”

Everyone turned to look at Heiku, as the confused physician turned around. Jupiter faded in and walked over to the glass near Kai, as if nothing was out of place.

“She is a vision Lord Oskuro, I anticipate her mind will near consciousness much faster with the young Lord's presence. I do not have any data with regards her inner powers, so I will place a protective barrier as before. Having the four of you here is a good idea, as our Young Prince will let us know her mental status far better than any monitor.”

Raimen walked over next to Jupiter. “Why must you do that? I mean, I know you are curious and all observant, but you seem to think we're blind to you. I can pick up your energy readings, because – well- Iason and I programmed your Matrix, and are aware of the changes when you are present. Although I could really use Riki's empathic abilities.”

Jupiter ignored Raimen's remarks and faded once more appearing next to Riki, gazing into his dark eyes. “Yes, each one of you is unique, that is why when I birthed all my children throughout the centuries, I decided to give them a blank slate. It was far more interesting to see them develop. At first, they wandered about with no real sense of direction, but eventually found their way back to their original occupations, so I developed the track system. It was far more natural for them to adjust considering they could not recall their former lives.”

Jupiter ran her hand through Riki's hair and smiled sweetly. Riki looked deeply into her eyes as if trying to peer into her mind. Which held nothing but static.

Raimen, was speechless as Jupiter continued to go about unaffected, spurring him to looked even more animated. “Did you see that Kai? Lady Jupiter ignored my question! I don't know if her becoming sentient was the best thing now that she can think for herself. I remember fondly when I asked a question, and she would answer me in that wonderful voice of Lady Erin's. Now she can ignore me, well, just like Lady Erin!”

Kai, now able to calm himself with his lover's silliness, gave Raimen a pointed look, which brought the level of tension down in the Warrior Lord. Raimen seemed to always be able to diffuse any seriousness that would creep in a situation. The trick was trying figure out whether he was actually doing it on purpose, or whether he was just as silly as he acted. Kai's hair now rested softly on his shoulders, and his eyes were serene and relaxed.

Raimen may be many things, but an idiot he was not. Iason knew his father's intelligence was well beyond most the contemporaries in his day, and he had not missed a beat in his newly reanimated self. He was after all, his teacher in all he knew, though Iason's intellect was formidable in his empowered state, and modern education. Though Raimen's antics did endear him to anyone within earshot of him, no one was safe from his naughtiness, but his love was infectious, and no one knew better than Kai.

Jupiter finally averted her gaze from Riki's eyes, and then spoke. “Young Prince, when you sense Lady Erin, please give the alarm so we may prepare for her awakening. You and Lord Iason work well in this area, as I am not able to do as you.”

Riki nodded as he continued to look at all the medical staff buzz around Lady Erin. Her reanimation was now complete, and they were transferring her to a private suite in the same wing as Kai and Raimen. Riki was excited to see her once again and wanted desperately to see her awaken, though no one wanted this more than Kai.

*~*~*

As all the excitement was over, everyone returned to their stations, Raimen had coaxed Kai back to bed, swearing to tie a rope around his ankle for sure this time, to prevent him from wondering off on his own. Iason had just concluded his call with Lord Jensen, as arrangements for their mental foursome was being finalized. Jensen excused himself from his late meal with Omaki and walked out the the terrace to take his call. He was nervous of course, as Lord Iason's proposal was not something he had considered before.

But as this was encouraged by Jupiter, Argent figured, the briefing had come to the conclusion that Omaki would be exposed to the Ancients in hopes of triggering his awakening. He had observed Omaki all day at the rehearsals, and could have sworn he saw a glimmer of his mind expanding in that direction. The previous day, when he had cut in between Elder Petros and him dancing, he could have sworn his eyes looked almost like crystallized blue sky. It was only for a few moments, then they returned to their beautiful shade of blue.

He was looking forward to Iason's plan, but their own plans held a deeper danger Jensen could not reveal to Lord Iason; that being, the issue of Enyu's betrayal, and the holopics the Pets had. Would Iason or the young Prince be able to see into Omaki's mind, or his for that matter- and ferret out what they have been so desperately trying to prevent them from discovering? Lord Mink had assured him, that the privacy of their own minds would not be violated, and were only wanting to expose Omaki to images of Amoi of the past, something a person like Argent, keeper of the Archives would not be able to resist.

With a deep breath, Argent rejoined Omaki at the table giving him the explanation Iason had told him to repeat to Omaki.

“Lord Mink wanted to convey Jupiter's regards, as she is looking forward to the Gala tomorrow night. She also wanted to informed us that all the guests had arrived, and that all arrangements were complete. Oh and by the way, Lord Mink indicated the two Patriarchs will be joining the festivities.”

Omaki nearly choked on his wine, as Argent spoke with complete calmness about the arrangements, as if discussing one pattern of dinnerware over another. The two Ancients were going to be there, and he was as cool as the day is long? Jensen quickly rose from his chair and pat Omaki on the back, as his eyes watered, and he gasped for air, coughing in a panic.

“Are you alright my love? I think you inhaled quite a bit of wine there, you know you are suppose to sip it slowly.” Argent laughed quietly as Omaki turned several shades of red, finally getting one large gasp of air in his lungs.

(Cough! Cough!)

Omaki tried to laugh, but this only brought on an onset of the hiccups, which made him snort out-loud. “You keep laughing sweetheart, and I will pull you over my knee and give you something to really laugh about!” Omaki grabbed Argent by the wrists and turned him over his knees as the laughing Argent continued to laugh.

“Ow! Hey, what do you think you are doing?” Argent's laughter was soon replaced with a grimace as Omaki let his hand fly. The inebriated Master of the Taming Tower continued to laugh and hiccup, which made it all the more difficult to spank the wiggling Argent who tried desperately to move his ass out of the way. Of course this only caused the two lovers to grind their hips together, and as Argent was extremely sensitive to Omaki's touch, this made him blush, and there was nowhere to hide.

“Ah, so, (hiccup!) you think this is (hiccup!) this is funny?! Well, (hiccup!) I dare say you're (hiccup!) you are feeling my hand now aren't (hiccup!) you my lovely po-po- (hiccup!) poet?!” Omaki couldn't help but laugh at himself, as his hand could not keep Argent steady on his legs. Argent finally wiggled off is lap, accidentally kicking the table on his way to the floor, knocking over the wine bottle they were enjoying.

The sweet brew spilled onto Jensen's clothes and onto his face, making the young Lord close his eyes. When he opened them once more, he saw Omaki staring down upon him with a seriousness he could not escape from.

“Omaki? What is it?”

Within the time it takes one's heart to beat, Omaki was kissing Argent passionately on the floor. It was as if Omaki was possessed, tearing at his clothes, and lapping the wine off his skin. Argent gasped as Omaki nibbled on one exposed nipple, through his wine-soaked shirt, making Argent arch his back. The wine was making his mind swim, and he lost all sense of what they were even laughing about.

Omaki reached down to Argent's crotch where he found his lover's cock eager to come out. Omaki wanted him with an urgency he could not describe with mere words. He continued to caress his cock as he now looked deeply into Argent's beautiful hazel eyes, noticing once again as he always did, the black flecks of his haunting expression. Argent's long blond hair was soaked in wine.

“Come my love, let's get this wine off our bodies, though I'd be perfectly happy to clean every inch of you with my tongue.” Omaki kissed him passionately, as Argent broke away gasping for air.

“Yes, I'd love to join you, though your tongue is most welcomed.” Argent wrapped his arms around Omaki's neck and drank passionately from Omaki's lips. Omaki was surprised by this new boldness coming from Argent. He pulled himself up as Argent, who still had his arms around his neck let Omaki put his arms beneath him and carry him to his private bath in the master bedroom.

Ru peeked out from behind the door that led from the kitchen to the dining hall. He was extremely aroused as he enjoyed the show. What he didn't appreciate was the mess the two lovers left for him to clean up. But at the moment needed relief, and decided to finish the job himself.

“What ever possessed me to accept restoration, if I don't have anyone? I need to find me a lover; damn it all to hell!”

He untied his trousers, and imagined what the two lovers were doing in the bath hall which made his cock throb with each stroke, and within a few moments, he held his cock tight as it erupted in blissful copious amounts of his sex. He sighed quietly.

*~*~*

Omaki finished tearing Argent's clothes off as the two enjoyed the warm spray of the shower stall. He pulled the trouser straps and peeled away Argent's leather trousers which excited Omaki to no end, as his new lover had begun wearing more provocative attire in recent days, making the sex-crazed Omaki think of Argent far more than he ever did of any of his past lovers, including Enyu.

The attraction to the young Lord was mystifying to Omaki, yet he felt completely smitten with him. He didn't know if it was the innocence that glowed from his eyes, or the poetry which he adored, but it was perhaps the haunting expression his eyes sometimes betrayed, as if he held all the sadness of the world in those stormy gray eyes. Omaki wanted to remove that melancholy gaze, and replace it with all the love in his heart.

As he gazed at Argent's cock, Omaki could not help the urge to devour every inch, enjoying the drops of his arousal mixed with the sweetness of the wine they had enjoyed. Argent braced himself against the glass shower, his mind set ablaze by Omaki's skillful tongue.

“Ah, oh,” Argent bit his lower lip as Omaki caressed his legs with one hand and sensually stroked his abdomen with the other. He could feel his cock rub against the back of Omaki's throat, and moaned his delight. He opened his eyes to look down at Omaki who slowly pulled back and once again took in all of Argent's member without missing a beat.

“What is this lake I swim with you, sweet God of moonlight, as the stars dance about at your feet, yet betray the shine upon your eyes? You gaze upon me and take my soul as payment for the touch of your lips against mine...”

Argent's whispers fell upon Omaki's ears, and made the enraptured Lord stop and look up at Argent who looked down at Omaki with half-closed eyes. Omaki stood up and pushed Argent against the glass and hungrily kissed his lips with such force, Argent could do little but return it. Omaki raised his right leg and positioned himself for entry, slowly pressing his cock into the incredibly tight inner sanctum of one young Lord Jensen.

“I drink the nectar of your love oh gentle soul, for it tastes as honey ale, and I am drunk with your passion..”

Omaki caught himself, as the words came from his lips, yet could not remember where he heard them before. Argent was about to speak the next verse when Omaki began to piston against him, and all thoughts were lost in their lovemaking.

Argent reached up and grabbing the glass, held his body up, as Omaki now raised his other leg and thrust his body against Argents. Both lovers were grunting loudly as Argent's inner muscles began to squeeze Omaki, making him gasp. Their breathing became synchronized and they both could hear each other's breathing in their heads as lovers always do when enraptured by the object of their desire.

Omaki's mind, so stimulated, flashed, and he saw what appeared to be a young man speaking words as he kissed his face passionately. “Then drink from my well, and never thirst again..God of moonlight..” As Omaki's body gave in to ecstasy, the image before him vanished and became Argent who cried out as his cock erupted between them.

“Then drink from my well, and never thirst again...God of moonlight.” Argent's words where but a whisper as his breathing was labored, enjoying the spasms of his release. He closed his eyes as the warmth of his sex dripped between their bodies, and washed away.

“W-what was that you just said my love? What words do you bind my heart with that keep me spellbound to you in a lover's embrace?”

Argent opened his eyes, Omaki's body trembled as he searched Argent's eyes, he could swear there was a familiarity in his gaze that escaped him. He quickly dismissed it as too much wine and great sex. But Argent watched his expressions, and more importantly, his eyes were once again the color or crystallized skies, like those found in the eastern region of Amoi where winter holds its icy grip far longer than anywhere else on the desert planet.

As Omaki pulled out, Argent smiled sweetly, “It is just old poetry, I seem to keep finding it in the old archives, and it takes root in my mind. I feel so drawn to it, and I can't help but recite it to you...its rather odd, but I have a place in my heart for you Omaki, and you seem to fill it to overflow, every time we are intimate.”

Omaki's mind was flooded with the sounds of static electricity and he felt faint, but was held up by Argent. “Whoa my love, I believe you may have enjoyed that wine a bit too much, let's get you dry and into a warm bed. This winter is really a cold one, and there has been talk of snow in the forecast.”

“Really? Snow? It can't snow on the eve of my Gala! The Gods must enjoy seeing me stress out!” Omaki giggled in spite of himself and loved all the attention Argent was giving him. “Well, then we can't stand around letting our cocks freeze up, you may not find me so attractive if that happens. I'm sure Ru has a nice fire going, let's lay in front of it and warm our bodies.”

Argent knew Iason and Riki would soon make their move, so getting Omaki relaxed was next. Iason had instructed him to light candles in the bedroom, and if possible, to get Omaki comfortable, if not asleep. The fireplace would be extremely comfortable he thought, and Ru had indeed lit candles about the room, possibly anticipating their mood.

Iason had told him that it was imperative, that Omaki not know he was a part of this, but to enjoy the encounter as much as possible, because it would take some adjusting to the environment, and he may feel completely unbalanced.

Argent and Omaki lay on several bearskin rugs in front of the large fireplace. The bedroom was filled with many candles all lit, which made the room glow softly along with the fire. As they got comfortable, Omaki spoke.

“Argent, can you recite more of that poem? I really liked it, is there more to it?”

“Yes, just a few more lines.” Omaki lay his head on Argent's thighs watching the fire dance and crackle quietly.

“Is there no end to your depths oh dearest? Shall I forever be tethered to your heart? I am fallen, as the stars mournfully await my return. But alas, I have been taken within your embrace and forever will be lost in your eyes, now haunting my very soul.”

Omaki closed his eyes, as the lateness of the hour and Argent's soft spoken words finally lulled him into quiet slumber. Argent carefully laid his head on a small pillow, and covered his body with a silk comforter. He lay next to him raised on one elbow. He watched and waited, and as Iason had promised, he watched the candles flicker all at once and all in unison. His heart began to beat fast, as anxiety set in. He chose to lay down and placed one arm possessively across Omaki's chest, and closed his eyes and waited for sleep to take him.

*~*~*

Riki smiled at Iason who waited calmly on the bed they shared in one of the suites. He and Riki had spent the last hour kissing sensually to pass the time while waiting for Omaki and Argent to retire. They had watched the two lovers moments before retiring and as predicted, Omaki's sexual encounters only caused the two lovers to become aroused, and in need of release.

There would be no escaping it, as their lovemaking could never be stopped once they got going, and Iason wanted Riki rather urgently, as his needs grew stronger the longer he was without Riki's body pressing against his.

“Looks like they're ready Iason, boy, that Omaki sure can fuck Argent hard, must be true love no?”

“It appears that way, though now more than ever, I want to help him awaken. I don't know how much poetry you read in the past my love, but I recognized those passages.”

Riki looked surprised as he thought back on Argent's words. Sure they were hot, but he got the feeling that perhaps there was much more to this young Lord's role in Omaki's awakening.

“You know, we're at a disadvantage here.” Riki whispered. “We've not regained all our memories, but I know they are coming back cuz we remember more each day, but what I'm thinking is that Jupiter knows each and every Amoian citizen by birth right? So what's to say Argent's not a part of this? She said she had birthed all our peers right? Argent may be a part of it cuz he's involved with Omaki who holds the key to where the Maidens are.”

“That is a reasonable conclusion Riki, we'll have to wait and see what develops. He may be a part of Omaki's life, that we were not aware of. He was after all part of my mother's circle of friends, and a close liaison between both Queens as he coordinated both the Lord's Dance and the Maiden's Song. Argent specializes in the traditions of Ancient Amoi, so it is conceivable, that he plays a role in his awakening, that he perhaps does not realize himself.”

Iason and Riki then began to meditate quietly as they once again began to drink from their lips. Iason in particular was eager to commence, as he pulled Riki tight against his body with his cock pressed against his back. He gently pulled Riki's chin over his shoulder and kissed him passionately. Their minds began to reach out and they entered their mind's eye deciding to appear in the meadow they loved to sunbathe in under the large tree they both loved.

Iason was sitting in the meadow on the grass, he was dressed in a white loose-fitting peasant shirt and royal blue trousers, his hair was tied back with a white silk tie. Riki appeared on nearby field of flowers, as he walked towards their favorite rendezvous, to join his Iason, he slowed down as they both now projected their minds towards Omaki and Argent, across Ios to the Taming Tower and up towards Omaki's suite.

Omaki was sleeping soundly with Argent draped across his body, when the images of Iason and Riki began to take shape in their minds, and then Iason spoke.

“Riki, I am here, come my love, the day is perfect, and I've desired you all day.”

Riki was dressed in a black silk vest, and black leather pants. Riki walked slowly towards the large tree, and as he did, he glanced over to his left and saw Omaki and Argent sleeping soundly under a row of trees near a small brook. The gentle sounds of the water roused them, and Omaki was the first to awaken.

“Iason..”

Omaki sat up and looked across the meadow, and looked at Iason sitting back on one elbow. As Riki neared, a tempest kicked up the blossoms all around them, making the scene around the four seem surreal. Omaki looked down at Argent sleeping peacefully. He couldn't help himself and gave a playful swat across Argent's beautiful ass, startling the young Lord, who immediately sat up and looked all around, witnessing Amoi as it once was.

“Omaki?”

As Riki joined Iason, Omaki looked at Argent and smiled “Oh my, it seems I've done something right, if the Lords of Amoi have invited us to play?”

Omaki's face was serene, yet Argent could see he was happy beyond bearing . The two lovers were stunning, as Iason took Riki into his arms and kissed him passionately once again. They both knew they were being watched, and this gave Riki a charge of excitement returning Iason's demanding attention. Iason felt incredibly aroused, as perhaps his old persona of playful lover in the meadow was feeling oh so familiar.

Iason slowly began to unbutton and peel Riki's shirt off his shoulder as he continued to kiss Riki's neck and nibble on his ear. The sounds of Riki's quiet gasps could be heard in Omaki and Argent's head, but they sat mesmerized by the scene. They could not only see and hear them, but they could smell the blossoms and touch the grass beneath them, as Amoi came to life around them.

Omaki could only watch Iason and Riki as if glued to their lovemaking, though perhaps it was just his perverted curiosity, having always dreamed of watching the two Ancients go at it. Argent, on the other hand, was observing everything with the eyes of a child, wanting to take it all in, for he knew it was a true memory and not one created by Iason and Riki merely for the benefit of Omaki. He knew he had a role to play, and now was the right time to press forward.

“Omaki, what is all this? Where are we, and is that Lord Mink and the Prince?” Argent hoped Omaki would engage him in this conversation.

“Argent, you do know Lord Mink and Prince Oskuro have special powers right? Well, when Iason returned from Aristia, he had awakened, and both he and Riki can do all sorts of things in their minds. I had a glimpse of this when I went over to the Ios Tower to visit him and notify him of my big bash, which of course has all been changed, but nevertheless, the young Prince appeared in Iason's head, what was they called this? Oh! Yes, their mind's eye!

“So this is what it looks like?”

“Well yes, they can make it anything they want, because when I was allowed a peek, Iason showed me a glimpse of his Island Estate on Aristia, the gardens in fact. And I could smell the flowers, and the spices! It was incredible, then Riki appeared from out of nowhere, and came up to Iason and kissed him. I tell you, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, just like this, except we're being given an invitation to watch I guess.”

Argent smiled as he could see Omaki was quite excited. He looked back to Iason and Riki, as Iason began to undress Riki. He didn't know they would go that far, and wondered why a scene with them having sex? What did they want to show Omaki?

Actually it was due in part to the two watching Omaki and Argent go at in the hot shower scene. They certainly could not walk around sporting erections as they toured their minds eye. After all, it wasn't like Iason to go without release when it came to Riki, and as they continued to tear the clothes off each other, Omaki could feel the passion surging in his mind and body.

He thought of going over there and seeing if they would welcome them to join them, but didn't know how to navigate in that realm, only being able to sit and watch, which suited him fine for the time being. His breathing became labored, and Argent could see his arousal through his silk pajamas. Argent was also equally aroused, as the overwhelming sexual scene before them was like nothing they had ever witnessed or felt.

Iason moaned softly as Riki caressed his crotch, slowly pulling the straps and releasing his cock. Riki stroked him gently while he moved down Iason's shirt that hung off his shoulders.

“Mm, my love, you are heavenly, let this day never end, for I fear I could not bear to leave your side.” Iason cooed, as he continued to move over to Riki's nipples in which one held a gold ring with a sapphire gem. He began to playfully pull the ring with his teeth, then pinched the other with his hand.

“Ah!, you know that tickles Iason, but I do love the warmth of your skin, have you been sleeping under the sunshine again?”

“Yes, I couldn't help it, I'm off to Aristia in the morning, and I want to enjoy you since I won't see you for nearly a month as you're off to Rhea is that not so?”

“Yes, I'm off to see what mess Elder Erik has made. I'm told he's interfering with their Council once again, and my father wants me to look in on it.”

Iason and Riki had decided to replay the memory as it would parallel the events in the time line Omaki would have lived had he been involved with the Queens. But first, they wanted to give the notoriously naughty Blondie an eye full, since Iason was pressing the issue, and pressing his cock against Riki's as the impatient Blondie would not be held back.

“Well you will not leave without being ravished one more time by me, if I'm to be without you for some time. Let us enjoy the warmth of the sun, and each other.”

Iason now rolled over laying on top of Riki who wrapped his legs around his hips playfully. He pulled off Iason's shirt, then released his hair tie sending the golden strands cascading down, veiling the two lovers from Omaki and Argent.

Iason laughed quietly while he tried to nibble Riki's chest, and the young Prince kept wiggling beneath him. Riki's laughter was contagious as Omaki smiled seeing Iason out of character. Argent was blushing as he knew both Lords were doing this for Omaki's benefit, though he was not complaining by far, but was now also sporting an erection as Omaki.

“Iason, will we always be lovers? You won't forget me while gallivanting the stars? I still remember, that Maiden on Aristia when we met for the first time in years at that festival. You seemed quite eager to please.”

Iason smiled at Riki's choice of words, even though they did discussed the issue, Iason knew Omaki would be hearing this.

“Well, my love, I was a different man back then, and the Maiden's were quite exquisite if I recall. The many festivities were quite entertaining, and I had drank a bit too much wine that evening. Though it did not impair my judgment when I first laid eyes on you on that stretch of beach.”

The scene next changed to Aristia and Iason taking the Maiden at the hot springs, Riki was watching behind the rocks. Then the scene slowly changed once more showing Iason getting flipped head over heels by Riki when he caught him by surprise when Iason followed him down the beach.

Omaki laughed his ass off as Iason's comical expression was too much as he was covered in sand. Argent was also amused, but watched Omaki's reactions. Getting an inside look as to how Iason appeared as a young man was exciting, and Riki looked extremely sexy in leather. From a historical point of view, Argent was in heaven, as he loved the garments Iason wore, in traditional Intellect Royalty, and Riki decked out all in leather and gold made his heart skip a beat.

“Oh, I love how you feel right now Iason, maybe we can rekindle that fire we felt on Aristia and have a hell of a reunion now?”

“Hm, you do feel perfect my love.”

Iason raised one of Riki's legs and penetrated the equally aroused Warrior Prince, and both gave in to the scene. Iason moaned as he could not help himself, as Riki made his eyes turn a deeper shade of blue. Iason's hair began to float serenely and his face glowed softly.

Argent's mouth opened as he saw Riki now begin to transform himself, the tempest he raised spun around the two lovers, and as their passion rose, they witnessed the soft glow of their union. Iason's tiny bell chimed in the breeze, reminding him of where they were, and immediately Riki opened his eyes and stopped the tempest of his excitement. The two lovers slowed their pace and with gentle thrusts, released their love.

“Oh...Iason, I love you ever so much...”

“My tempest, you have learned to calm the wind...”

Omaki and Argent saw time and space slow down and then freeze. The blossoms of many colors were frozen in mid-air, and the silence made them pause as they witnessed the power of Iason and Riki. Then in the next moment, they appeared before them in their Royal Robes.

“Welcome Lord Ghan, Lord Jensen.” Iason's smooth voice echoed in their minds. Riki approached them and reached out with his hand to urge them forward. But they could not move, having been completely taken aback by the scene they had just witnessed.

“You need to think only what you want to do, and focus on your body's movements. If we were in your minds, you would only need to do this, however, we have instead, brought you to ours. We, that is, Lord Riki and I, have chosen to respect your privacy and not peer into your minds.”

Omaki looked down at his hands, he focused on his body and smiled, “I really don't mind my Lords, but could we see you both in action again? I really loved that transformation you both undertake. But what made you stop and slow down, surely, that could have not been easy?”

“Well, actually...” Riki smiled, “We've been trying to control our powers in this respect, as we tend to set thing off, blow things up, or melt things down we aren't careful.”

Argent couldn't help but smile at Iason's face, as the Noble Lord blushed. Truly a magnificent thing to see. Omaki could be seen trying to make his body move, but failed to anything but pout.

“Aw come now Iason, I want to move around and see things! You know I'm sporting the biggest hard on for you two, and you did everything else already in front of us, can't you let us loose?”

Iason was giving Riki a pointed look after his remark, but turned to Omaki, composed and unaffected. “Well Omaki, I don't know if this is such a good idea, who knows where you might end up. How about this?”

Iason closed his eyes and in an instant, they were at Vendel Park, but the buildings were different. The skyline was not recognizable, and there were hundreds of Intellect and Warrior citizens walking about.

“How about a tour of old Amoi? I'm certain Lord Jensen would love to see what he's only read about in the old archives. Omaki, you may even find this educational.” Iason came up to Omaki and whispered, “If you behave, old friend, I may change my mind and let you explore the realm of our inner mind.”

“You big tease! Oh very well, If it will let me see you two in those Royal robes then fine, though I thought you were awful sexy in that peasant shirt Iason, do you think I could see you again in that?”

Omaki giggled as he looked at Argent who looked as if he'd died and gone to heaven. He looked at everything and anything, and before he knew it, he was walking. This surprised Omaki, and Iason, though Riki was walking right next to him watching his expressions.

“Argent? How is it you can move, and I can't? Iason, this is your doing isn't it? You just want to torture me while Argent gets to look all around!”

Omaki pouted as Iason watched Argent. The innocence that caught Riki's attention was his ability to smile at everything he looked at. Argent reached out and touched a rather large sundial that was in the middle of the park.

“I've seen this sundial before, in the archives there is an entry about this sundial. Lord Hansel said it was used to remind Amoian children to enjoy the day one hour at a time.” Argent touched the stone dial as if it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

“That's correct Lord Jensen.” Riki spoke, “I was one of those children. The dial was to remind us that life was precious, and we were told to always look at the dial and remember to love those important to us.” Riki smiled as the young Lord stopped to notice he had moved away from Omaki and Iason. He turned back to see the animated and jealous Omaki waving at him to come back.

“How? How did I move Lord Oskuro? I just saw the beautiful dial and recognized it.” Argent felt off balance and stumbled a bit.

“Easy now, it takes a getting used to walking in our realm. Please, call me Riki, for I sense kindness and compassion from you, qualities I admire in a friend. To answer your question, you are able to do this because your mind is strong young Lord, and disciplined. I know I am younger in appearance, but mentally, I'm quite ancient. But you show promise in this respect. Let us join Lord Ghan before he pops a vein.”

Argent blushed with Riki's words, and gave him a sweet smile and walked back towards Omaki and Iason. Riki glanced at Iason and raised an eyebrow. They were right, Argent was not just Omaki's lover, he was special indeed. Even Riki was pleasantly surprised.

“Now how the hell did you do that Argent? I can't move other than my arms, and I think Iason is doing it on purpose!”

“I assure you I did no such thing old friend. If you would be serious for a moment and focused, you will also be able to walk in our realm. You just lack discipline, and control. Let's try this..” Iason once again closed his eyes and they were now on the beach near the Royal Estate.

“Oh my, what a splendid Estate! Lord Mink, is this the Royal Palace? I've seen this also!” Argent could not help but feel about ready to fly, as he beheld the splendor that was before him. A castle by any standards, with six towers and many hanging gardens. As Argent walked, he was surprised by the ocean wave that washed up at his feet. Omaki watched Argent's joy and in an instant he flashed to an image of a young man running into the waves laughing back at him.

Omaki stopped complaining and stared at Argent. He grew silent as he saw the waves receded and wash up against his feet once again. Iason turned to see why Omaki was quiet after all his whining, and noticed Omaki's eyes had changed a bit. Omaki lost in his thoughts, as he looked at the image of the young man run back out of the surf, and stopping in front of him spoke.

“Omaki are you alright?” The image spoke as Omaki raised his hand to touch his cheek. In the next moment Argent was was shaking Omaki, “Omaki are you alright?! What is it?”

A frightened Argent looked at his lover not knowing what was wrong, had something happened to him? Did he see something? Riki sensed something stirring in Omaki's mind, and he quickly changed the scene to one of the penthouse. They were in the grand hall and the four of them were sitting in chairs enjoying the warmth of the fireplace.

“Lord Ghan, are you alright?” Riki whispered, “I hope you enjoy the wine, it is one of Iason's favorites, though he loves to save it for special occasions.”

Omaki looked at Riki as he handed him a glass of Red Emperor, Iason's favorite. Riki watched carefully as Omaki took the wine and looked around the room, recognizing the Penthouse, and Iason's beautiful art. Argent had never been to the Penthouse, but knew they were now in the present. Iason watched quietly from his chair, both he and Riki could see Omaki's wheels spinning, and wanted to explore this a bit more.

Jupiter wanted him to awaken, and it looked as if they found the right stimulation to stir the dust in his head. Riki spoke to Iason in their minds eye for a moment, “Iason, are you thinking what I'm thinking? Omaki, I sense is seeing things in his head, but has no idea how to reconcile the images.”

“Yes, I sense he is on the brink of breaking through that barrier, though I have no idea what's on the other side. When we all awaken, usually the first thing we see is our death. We should be careful how we tread from this moment on.”

“Agreed. Let's give him something pleasant to bring him out of the fog I'm picking up. There is no need to push it tonight.”

Argent and Omaki could see the tempest veil Riki kicked up, and Iason's golden glow prevented them from hearing what they were saying. This worried Argent as he noticed Omaki had not said one word since the scene changed. Did this all backfire?

The tempest dissipated and Iason walked from his chair towards the two, his face was pleasant enough, though far from telling. Riki joined him bending down and waving his hand in front of Omaki. Iason spanked Riki across his ass making the young Lord yelp.

“Omaki? Would you and Argent like to join us for a relaxing nightcap on the observatory? The stars are bright and I have a hot tub that feels wonderful.”

Iason raised his eyebrows conveying his invitation, to which Omaki jumped to his feet and wrapped his arms around Iason, nearly hitting the surprised Blondie in the chin.

“Would I?! Jupiter be praised! Of course I want to join you and the young Prince! He is joining us isn't he? Heavens! Argent, have you ever seen the Observatory? It is the best and largest one on Amoi, you can actually see a pimple on the ass of our neighbors if you wanted to! And he has the coolest hot tub that seats at least half a dozen people!”

Riki laughed out loud at Omaki's excitement, seeing him come back from where ever he had hidden in those few moments. Argent placed a hand on his mouth as he noticed Omaki was still hopping about with Iason, and had yet to realize he was moving.

“Omaki, dear friend, how do you feel? You seem to have found your feet beneath you after all.”

Iason stood back and watched as Omaki walked around the room, even warming his hands in the fireplace.

“Well my handsome Lord, you did say to focus, and well, you said the right words for me to focus on, if you'll forgive my deviant ways. But now that I can move my legs and not just my hands, I would love to explore this realm of yours. I only hope you are willing to teach us more.”

Iason turned to walk towards the spiral stairwell that led to the observatory, and as he did he said, “You need only to use your mind, my friend.”

Riki gave Argent a wink, and nodded his head to follow him. Argent moved with ease, and grabbed hold of Omaki as he looked at his feet as if forgetting how they worked. A moment passed, and he was now walking.

The scene changed once more, which made Argent and Omaki gasp and stumble a bit as their balance was affected once more. They were now in the Observatory, and Iason had retracted the panels to expose the stars. The air was warm, and Riki was sitting on Iason's lap hungrily kissing him. Omaki and Argent just stood there and watched.

“Why Lord Ghan, don't just stand there,” Riki spoke, “relax and have a seat.”

Within moments there was a comfortable group of fur rugs and comfortable pillows in front of the fireplace. Wine was chilling in a bucket and two glasses were next to it. Riki returned to kissing Iason who raised Riki up and made him straddle him on the chair. Iason was far from over his lust for Riki, and he meant to use this opportunity to enjoy him a bit more.

“Omaki, just think of what you want to do and it will be so.”

Iason repeated, as a glass of wine appeared in his hand and he took a drink and then kissed Riki once more, spilling drops of wine on his chest. Moments later, Riki had no shirt on, and Iason was lapping up the wine off his chin, he then wiped the drops of wine with his fingers and placed them in Riki's mouth, closing his eyes, and enjoying the sensation of his fingers being sucked by Riki ever so sensually. Iason once again drank from his lips, moaning softly in his mouth. Riki placed his hand behind Iason's head and held him against his lips.

Omaki's eyes turned to see Argent as if working things out in his head. This was an amazing scene, and he was feeling the sexual tension in the room. And if Omaki knew anything, he knew sex.

“Easy enough..”

Omaki looked at the soft fur rugs and then closed his eyes concentrating, and the next moment, he was lying on them naked! He smiled despite his appearance and then looked at Argent sensually. He licked his lips and spoke.

“Come my love, join me.”

Argent did one better and appeared on top of Omaki straddling his chest. His cock was now quite hard, as Omaki didn't miss a beat and began to caress his body. He reached around and squeezed his ass suggestively, then began to stroke his tiny spiral with one finger, making Argent close his eyes in anticipation of what came next.

He bent down to kiss Omaki, his long golden hair cascading on his chest. Argent remembered the wonderful scent of “The Lords Dance,” that Omaki loved, and suddenly their senses were overwhelmed by desire, as Omaki could now smell the cologne on Argent. Omaki's tenderness now turned to a maddening sensation, he placed his hands on his hips, grinding his cock against Argent's.

Iason and Riki glanced over and smiled as the two lovers were eagerly exploring their intimacy in a realm they knew was only in the minds of Iason and Riki. They could move using their minds, but it was Iason and Riki who controlled the environment, and Omaki and Argent who controlled their bodies.

“Looks like Omaki is doing better now.”

Riki whispered to Iason as the eager Lord was now moving down his chest and onto his pierced nipple. Riki leaned back as Iason held his waist, and after several moments of foreplay, Iason then picked Riki up and carried him to the hot tub. He put him down and began to undress.

Riki didn't need to be told, and within moments the two were in the tub eagerly caressing each other and kissing a bit more. Iason was feeling rather kinky knowing Omaki and Argent were watching them, and felt a bit of nostalgia as to his former persona, where his sexual appetite was more opened to sharing. It was now clear to him, that he felt alright about it, and in fact wondered how long it would take for the sex-driven Omaki to pop in.

Omaki was at the moment too stimulated by the new sensations of lovemaking in this arena, to yet grasp the opportunity for a foursome. He lifted Argent and lowered him on his throbbing member, and loved his expressions as the equally aroused Argent, moaned out loud, and rocked on his hips for further stimulation.

Iason flipped Riki around so the two of them could see Omaki and Argent joined at the hip, and it was more than the two of them could bear. Iason pulled Riki against his hips and in one slow thrust, penetrated Riki, who moaned and reached back with his arms to pull Iason's face forward. He kissed Iason with such passion, Iason could not help but thrust harder.

As the passion grew, Omaki and Argent turned to watch the two Ancients. Their soft moans were too much, as Omaki felt he had never seen anything more beautiful as Iason locked in a lover's fever with Riki. He should know, having peered into countless rooms via his security cameras, and well placed recording equipment at the Taming Tower. But he knew no one could ever look so enraptured like Iason and Riki.

Omaki pulled Argent down and whispered, “Let's join them, don't you think that could be fun?”

Argent blushed, as he was shy enough as it is, being so intimate in the same room as Iason and Riki, or with anyone for that matter. But Omaki was so excited, he could not help saying yes.

Iason and Riki were too far gone in their own lovemaking, that they did not at first notice that both Argent and Omaki appeared in the hot tub and were watching them up close. Riki opened his eyes and moaned as Iason now reached in front of him and began to stroke his cock.

Omaki feeling brave, reached out and touched Iason's hand, and helped stroke Riki's throbbing member. Argent didn't want to be left out, so at first he reached over and caressed Omaki's leg, then up higher, stroking his cock. Omaki turned to him and kissed him passionately.

Iason gave in to the moment, and pulled Omaki's long hair slowly towards him, and then kissed him softly. Riki thought this was the craziest thing they had done, and so he reached across, and pulled Argent towards him, while Iason continued to fuck him and like Iason, began to kiss him. The stimulation was too much, and the four began to moan, bump and grind against each other, until they broke away gasping softly.

It was not going to end there, Iason was now pulling back on Riki who was close to erupting, and a tempest began to grow. The two lovers glowed softly, and their hair began to float serenely. This had a sobering effect on Argent and Omaki who didn't know what to do next.

Suddenly Iason and Riki broke away from each other and swapped partners. Riki pushed Argent against the tub wall and kissed him hungrily, caressing his body, and reaching down to stroke his cock. Argent's arms flailed in the air, but the next moment, he wrapped them around Riki's neck and returned the kiss.

Omaki didn't hesitate one bit and reached across to Iason who smiled seductively, “You will only get this once, so make it count.” Iason whispered to Omaki, as Riki glanced over at Iason and nodded in agreement. They did not care to share their bed with anyone else, but this was a special occasion. Riki knew this, so he now eagerly took Argent once more, and turned him around facing Omaki and Iason.

He sat down in the hot tub as he pulled Argent back onto his lap. Argent could feel Riki's erection pressing against his entrance, and hesitated for a moment. But as Iason pushed Omaki's head down to his eager cock, Argent slowly sat down and moaned softly as Riki began to fuck him ever so slowly.

Omaki took Iason's cock in his hands, and began to lick the tip masterfully, hungrily tasting his sex. Iason closed his eyes, and enjoyed the skillful Omaki give him the most delightful blow job. Yes Omaki had lusted over him long enough, and he was not about to let this opportunity go by. He reached beneath the water, and pressed Iason's legs apart, then slowly penetrated his inner sanctum with one finger, then two.

He continued to love Iason sweetly, looking up to see how far Iason would let him go. When Iason spread his legs further apart, Omaki knew Iason was giving him permission to proceed. Omaki stroked Iason a few more times, then pulled his fingers out and standing up he pressed Iason against the hot tub and eagerly kissed him. Iason returned the kiss, and then bared his neck as Omaki loved every moment.

Iason opened his mouth, and moaned softly. Riki recognizing his lover's cues, knew they had to proceed carefully. His own body was on the edge, as he pulled Argent back against him. He took his cock in his hand, and loved all the sounds the young Blondie was making. Argent was close, and his body began to tremble, his breathing labored, and he cried out as Riki grit his teeth and held back for a moment.

Iason was eagerly being taken by Omaki who had stood Iason up and had him stand next to Riki, pushing him forward to bend down. Iason spread his legs apart and looked at Riki who continued to thrust against Argent. Argent could not believe he still held an erection even after releasing once, but Omaki knew what he was doing, for the moment he placed Iason next to Riki, the two lovers began to kiss once more. Omaki penetrated Iason and began to piston against him.

Iason began to cry out in Riki's mouth as Riki swirled his tongue around his. The two lovers could not hold back now, and as before, their bodies began to transform slowly, softly, and as Iason's tiny bell began to chime, both he and Riki ejaculated, releasing their lust in a burst of energy. Omaki pressed against Iason as his inner muscles began to push against Omaki's cock, and he came hard as he continued to thrust against Iason, not wanting to move, as the final spasms now washed over his body.

Argent felt his essence rise, as Riki stoked his cock eagerly once more. But as the two Ancients came, both he and Omaki saw what looked like a beam of light come out from both Riki and Iason's chest. The scene to the right of the four of them had changed, as the beam of energy headed out to the desert, and the mountains.

As Omaki looked in awe, he flashed once again, and he saw an image of a man slowly walking. He looked down, and recognized that it was he who was walking in the desert, “So hot, and so weak.” He began to tremble, “Why so far my Queen? Why me, and why now?” and then fainted, as the soft cries of Argent were heard in the background. As Argent came for the second time, he slumped back against Riki's body, exhausted.

Omaki and Argent, slowly faded from the scene, and continued to sleep in front of the fireplace in the master bedroom of the Taming Tower.

“I believe we were too much for them my love.” Iason cooed. “I believe Omaki saw something again, not only that, he spoke.”

“Yeah, he did, and I saw an image, as it couldn't be helped, it just popped into my head. It was of him walking in a desert, but not just any desert, the one you and I have been sending our energy to. I think there is more to this than we know.”

“Yes, my love, I think Omaki will be awakening soon, we will need to prepare for him. By the way, did you enjoy yourself?”

“It was fucking awesome! Yes, but it was so hot seeing you with Omaki, I think you rather enjoyed it yourself no? I think I can understand our father's perspective on this. Though I don't think I can be as free loving as them.”

“I would have to agree on that point. I did enjoy this, and I love you more than you'll ever know. I say that young Argent got more than he ever dreamed of.”

“I'll say, he was like a kid in a candy store when he saw the sundial, and the Royal Estate. I got a good reading on him too. I think Jupiter knew all along, we might do this. She is a calculating machine after all. Its obvious Argent knew Omaki long ago, but in what capacity, I don't know.

Iason pulled Riki close to him, they had awaken from their meditative spell, and were exhausted. Iason reached for Riki and kissed his lips softly. Riki returned the kiss and pressed his body against Iason's warm embrace. He could hear his heartbeat softly as Iason sighed and gave in to a blissful slumber. They both knew Omaki and Argent would never be the same, and they looked forward to seeing them at the Gala tomorrow night.

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