The first time

Thank you, barrie18, I enjoy a lot reading your ideas, they are truly a source of inspiration and constructive feedback. jishe, what can I say, the author needs to be in the picture somehow (Raoul is just the man I wanted to be - my bad luck, I was born a girl, sigh). LadyIkari, I am very flattered by your words and celestialuna, thank you so much for reading!



Raoul was sitting bent over his lab table, watching attentively through the microscope. The discovery he had just made caused a slight trembling in his limbs, and sweat accummulated above his upper lip. “This is amazing!” he thought to himself. He was right, after all; Riki’s samples only led to the same assumption he did: the little mongrel was a living proof that nature – the wild imperfect nature so abhored by Jupiter – was capable of producing perfect results. “But what does this mean?” Raoul pondered, more haunted by new questions than before.

He turned his back to the monitor, in order to bring to the table other sets of samples. He failed to notice how his files were just being copied to a different location. An invisible chille made his skin crawl. “Maybe it’s just a little too cold in here”, Raoul sent off a thought of concern, tampering his soul.



Iason was sorting his papers, while at his desk, but his thoughts brought him back to the lovely mongrel he left in bed that morning. Their lovemaking got only sweeter after Riki’s visit to Raoul, and Iason felt compelled to listen to his friend and grant Riki more freedom. During the day, the mongrel pet was allowed to roam Eos to his heart content, and seeing him so grateful made Iason very satisfied. Finally, he seemed to come around and accept Iason as a master; even his seldom foul mouth seemed to take a break. “How did you manage to get to him so easily?”, he asked Raoul, his insights torn with jealousy. “I listened to him and I talked to him, that’s all.”, his friend answered. “You should consider more gentle taming, Iason, and Riki will yield. He is very intelligent, brute force will only make him retreat into himself”, Raoul added, and Iason started to believe his friend was right. He still felt an imperious need to put Riki down and dominate him, but he restrained himself, and let Riki more free to come to him, when physical needs were urgent. And it happened frequently, much to Iason’s delight. “Would you fuck me, please?”, Riki came asking just the other night. When Iason started tenderly, the pet hurried him up: “Take me hard! All these pet shows are making me horny! What took you so long to come home today?” Playfully, but firm, Iason pulled Riki by the hair: “Remember, Riki, no pairing for you, not with Guy, not with anybody else.” “Screw you, Iason, I fuck only you. Guy belongs to Raoul now. Put it in me already!”, Riki screamed from too much teasing, as Iason sucked on his nipples, making him hard beyond belief.

His daydreaming was interrupted by the sound in his brain. “Iason, we have important things to discuss. I will wait for you when you are ready.” That made Iason almost jump from his chair. “Jupiter!” he whispered in his own head, but he knew that day was bound to come, yet he wanted to delay it. Jupiter, and him, as well, knew what the topic of discussion would be.



In one of Eos saloons, Riki and Guy were sharing memories of a different past, that now seemed so far away. Something caught Guy’s attention, at the corner of his eye:

- It’s her again, I guess you got yourself an admirer.

- Academy pet! Riki spat. They have bird brains.

- I have never seen females so close. They are beautiful, but strange. But how’s your master these days?

- Not so much of an asshole. Don’t you miss Bison, Guy? When we were kicking ass and ruled the slums?

Guy averted his gaze. Riki scrutinized his long life friend.

- Don’t tell me you are really falling for the guy!

- Don’t make me remember what brought us here!

Tensioned silence fell between them, and Guy was the first to break the ice once more.

- Yes, Riki, I wish none of these happened. But they did, and now we have nothing to do about.

- I’m so sorry, Guy, Riki let his head down in apology. Your master cares for you, I won’t intervene between you two.

“I wish you would at least try”, Guy told himself bitterly, but Riki accepting Guy only as a friend was more honest than the rest of the things that passed between them.

- I have to go. Raoul will be home soon. Take care, Riki.

Guy felt the need to lean onto Riki and kiss him, how he used to do when they were bidding farewell, but resisted. Riki did not even notice, entrapped into his own thoughts.



The blue eyed girl saw an opportunity when the taller man left Riki’s side. She almost rushed towards him, her cheeks flushed, her eyes gleaming.

- Hi, my name is Mimea.

Her open arms were welcomed by a shrug.

- Whatever.

Riki left, leaving Mimea with her lips parted, staring in disbelief at his back.



It took Mimea practiced skill and small steps to get close to Riki. At least, he was talking to her now. And she learnt that Riki asked about her when she was once forced to delay their now usual, tacit meeting.

- You are so beautiful, Riki, she said, stroking the boy’s powerful arms.

- You should not be seen with me, it will ruin your reputation.

Riki tried hard to maintain his composure, with Mimea so close and all over him. Her soft touch, her smooth skin, her tenderness, all made him want more. He began having dreams about taking Mimea, about having her. She made him feel special, admired, desired, in a soft enduring manner that made his masculinity raise to life.

- Will your master let you to a pairing soiree? Mimea asked, circling his neck with her alabaster arms.

- No, I don’t think so. He does not want me paired.

Mimea pouted, and Riki thought she was just a spoilt brat.



When she dragged him to a secret chamber, he knew it in his loins what was about to happen. She kissed him deeply and he lost it. In her embrace, so warm, so enticing, he was becoming a man. Blindly, he found that secret entrance between her legs, and let his manhood penetrate the wet, sweet smelling flower, opening for him. He buried himself whole in the willing female body, and her soft appreciative grunts urged him to go on, to take her completely. When he spent himself in her, it was like heaven; little flashes beyond his eyelids made him lose sense of time and space. Riki had never experienced something like that before.

- No one should know, he warned Mimea, while laying helpless in her arms.



That night, when Iason came home, he found his pet sleeping.

- What has Riki done all day? He asked Daryl.

- He just came from Eos, took a long bath and ate, then went to sleep.

Carefully, Iason entered the bed and tried to awake slowly the sleepy pet. Riki just murmured:

- Not tonight, Iason, too tired, and he pushed away the caressing hand.

Iason remained motionless. Had he just been … refused? He felt the sudden urge to wake up Riki with a slap across his face, but that would have meant to ruin all he had built during the last few weeks. Had his pet paired with someone? He sniffed Riki whole, but only perfumed soap could be felt on his skin. Who could be?

The pang of betrayal was gripping Iason by the throat. “If you are cheating on me, Riki, I will find out”, he promised. Riki was too lucky to miss the look in Iason’s eyes.



Author’s note: In my fic, Mimea does not belong to Raoul, for obvious reasons. :)