The Messenger Songfic

Author’s Note: None of the delicious characters of Ai no Kusabi belong to me and all rights apply to the wonderful people who did create them. I’m just borrowing them for a little playtime and will return them only slightly rumpled and pleasantly fulfilled when I’m done. The ‘Messenger’ is a song by the band The Tea Party and all rights apply to them.

I have received gracious permission from Kira Takenouchi to reference the incidence of Raul kidnapping Rikki, and the torture he subjected Rikki to, from her Taming Rikki fiction; which I used as the basis of this songfic.

This is written as a giftfic for Kira for providing us with the entertainment of Taming Rikki as well as her original works. I hope you enjoy this Kira. Much love, Iron Dog.


The Messenger Songfic

Got a letter from a messenger.
I read it when it came.
It said that you were wounded;
you were bound and chained.
You had love and you were handled.
You were poisoned you were pained.
Oh no, oh no you were naked;
you were shamed.

Iason was frantically looking for Rikki through the shattered remains of his penthouse when he got a mental letter from an unexpected messenger. Ever since his brush with death from the Agatha poisoning of his wine, he got these odd excruciating headaches. At times when he was highly stressed, the headaches would be accompanied by sights and sounds that just should not be. But, for once, he was glad to have the spike of pain drive into his head for it showed him Rikki.

Rikki was chained to a bed. His body still bore the marks of his earlier punishment in addition to the obvious marks of a brutal assault. The view pulled back and Iason was able to see where Riki was and who was with him. Raul had taken Rikki to the Taming Tower. The Agatha poisoning and pain of the headaches were worth it if it allowed him to have this connection with Rikki. Anything was worth it to have a connection to Rikki. Fury at Raul burned in Iason for taking what was his and causing such pain. Raul would be lucky to still draw breath by the time Iason was finished with him.

Rikki sobbed brokenly at the pain grinding through him. Raul had beaten him, viciously raped him and burned his initials into his flesh. Of all the things that Iason had Rikki do and did to him, he had never made Rikki feel as naked and shamed as from what Raul had done to him. He had to believe that Iason would come for him. If he tried hard enough, Iason would know where to find him. Iason would come for him. Rikki believed that with his entire being.

But it was getting so hard to think past the pain.

His strength was fading from trying so hard to let Iason know where to find him when the door hummed open and Iason stood framed in all his towering, rage filled glory. The fight between Iason and Raul had been violent and brief. Iason had emerged the victor and had laid a beating on Raul that would never be forgotten by any one in the room before cradling Rikki gently in his arms and taking him home.

You could almost touch heaven;
right there in front of you.
Liberty just slipped away on us.
Now there's so much work to do.
Oh the door that closes tightly;
is the door than can swing wide.
Oh no, not expecting to collide.

Iason believed that he could almost touch heaven when he had Rikki in front of him. He had no idea why he had come to love Rikki as he did. It had been as unexpected as it was puzzling. It certainly wasn’t because Rikki had been trying to curry his favour. If Iason was brutally honest about it, Rikki had done everything in his limited power to make Iason hate him and set him free. The liberty of setting Rikki free had slipped away on them. Iason had no choice but to keep Rikki with him.

How could he send his heart away?

There was so much work for him to do. He needed to prove to Rikki that he did love him. He needed to show him that just because the door to his freedom had closed tightly didn’t mean that another door hadn’t swung wide. The door to Iason’s heart had indeed opened to Rikki and Iason wanted him to walk through. He was even willing to meet him halfway if only Rikki would tell him what he needed to hear.

He hadn’t expected them to collide as Rikki came to him. To hear Rikki say that he loved him was his most secret heart’s desire. There had been the smallest of chances that Iason would have let Rikki go if he had refused the love Iason was offering. It would have broken something in the proud Blondie to have Rikki refuse him and what he was offering. To be allowed inside the closely guarded heart of his mongrel Pet was worth every second of the more than two years of taming.

For a minute I let my guard down.
Not afraid to be found out.
I completely forgot dear;
what our fears were all about.
Oh no, oh no there's no need to be without.

Rikki let his guarded walls against Iason come down for a minute. After the incident at the Taming Tower, it was suddenly important that Iason know how he felt. He knew that he had not been that far off from dying by Raul’s hand. The idea that he would die without giving the one person who loved him beyond anything he had ever experienced the thing he most desired was intolerable. Rikki was no longer afraid to have Iason find him out. Iason needed to know that his love was returned.

Rikki completely forgot what his fears had been all about. Iason loved him so much that he had been able to find him even without the tracer of the pet ring. There was no need to make him suffer thinking that he was without Rikki’s love.

If there's a chance I would take it.
This desire I can't kill.
Take my heart please don't break it.
I will crawl to your foothill.

This was his chance to take his courage and tell Iason. Rikki knew by now that there was no way he could kill the desire he had for Iason. It was more than the sex. It was more than the power plays he and Iason enjoyed. It was more than the Master/Pet relationship they had. It was an enduring, all encompassing love and it both scared and excited Rikki.

“I love you, Iason,” Rikki whispered into Iason’s ear as he arched against his Blondie master.

Iason understood all that Rikki said with those four simple words and it made joy rush through him. It was more than just Rikki’s long awaited declaration of love. Rikki trusted him with the one thing Iason could never take from him. His heart. He understood that Rikki was asking him not to break his heart. Rikki would eventually overcome loosing his freedom to Iason. He would never recover if Iason broke his heart.

Rikki still didn’t realize the depth of feelings and emotions Iason had for him. To break Rikki’s heart would be to cut out his own. Rikki may be his Pet and his property under Amoian law but Rikki owned Iason’s soul.

He just didn’t understand that yet.

Iason would make him understand. He would start his crawl to Rikki’s foothill and keep clawing and scrabbling until he had stolen into Rikki’s soul just as surely as Rikki had invaded his.

I’m frightened but I’m coming.
Please baby, please lay still.
Oh no I’m not coming for the kill.
Oh no I’m not coming for the kill.
Oh no I’m not coming for the kill.

Rikki felt a little fear at finally telling Iason how he truly felt. The physical pain, Rikki could handle. The emotional pain was what frightened him. Rikki held Iason pressed close as he surged into Iason’s hand and panted. The pleasure of feeling Iason moving inside him and the bliss of his strong elegant fingers stroking his erection was his undoing. He was coming hard into Iason’s hand, grinding his pelvis down on Iason’s cock.

Iason felt a shiver move down his spine as Rikki’s body clenched down and the wonderful tight heat become an almost painful pleasure. His eyes closed as he tried to control the need that pounded through him. Rikki writhed and moaned under him in the throes of ecstasy.

“Please Pet, please lay still,” Iason begged as he tried to rein in his passion.

Rikki groaned and called Iason’s name in a voice that stoked the desire burning in Iason. The want in Rikki’s voice broke Iason’s will to make it last. Iason snapped his hips hard into his Pet and his throaty moan and little lip curl of supreme gratification as he reached his peak made Rikki quiver under him. Rikki yanked Iason down for a kiss that was smouldering heat, banked passion and love. Iason responded to the kiss with everything he was feeling, hoping that Rikki understood just how much he was treasured.

Iason rolled to his side, taking his lover with him. He held Rikki in his arms and listened to their slowing heartbeats and ragged breathing. He had everything he wanted or need pressed close to his chest. Iason nuzzled Rikki’s hair and sighed with a pleasure and contentment he never thought he’d get to experience. He finally had Rikki’s love. Rikki had given it freely and Iason had not need to go for the kill to get it. His Pet had given him a gift beyond price and it made Iason hold Rikki a little tighter with a surge of possessiveness.

Rikki let Iason hold him as he enjoyed the afterglow. He was still a little frightened by the strength of his feelings for Iason; but to know that they were returned just as strongly helped him accept what could not be changed. What he wouldn’t want to be changed. He may belong to Iason as his Pet, but Iason was also his. Rikki could feel it and the peace that brought him was a prize that he had never expected.

Master and Pet drifted to sleep in each others arms; legs tangled together, Iason’s long white blonde hair covering them and binding them together as surely as the chains of love held them bound to each other.