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Captivation	By : Chopstick_Chick Category: Gravitation > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2266 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Shuichi had never been so humiliated in his life.

The young captive made one last pitiful cry. “Please...”

It was barely more than a whisper.
Hiro was emotionless, trying as hard as he could to distance himself from the boy. To do otherwise would in all likelihood prevent him from doing what needed to be done.
“Because you still have yet to be...opened,” Hiro explained, “This may hurt a bit, but the rod is very small. If you relax, take deep breaths and do not tense yourself, the pain should not last longer than a few seconds.”

Though he tried to do as he was told, when he felt the strange elongated tool pressing against his opening, Shuichi did what came naturally and resisted its entry. He couldn’t help it, that was just how his body reacted to such intrusion.
When the object had finally been pushed through his tensed entrance the initial burning sensation quickly blossomed into an unbearable searing pain. Shu yelped and whimpered his protest as tears welled in his eyes.

“Ah! It hurts! P-please, take it out. Oww!”

“Shh, It’s alright little one, it will be over soon.”

He tried to breathe like Hiro had told him to do, tried not to clench his muscles, but he was so distracted by the pain and the unnerving sensation of the water inside him that it was impossible for him not to.

Then, thankfully, it stopped. The rod was removed and the pain dulled before Hiro was even finished undoing the restraints.
When he’d freed the boy, Hiro remarked, “There now, it’s over. Was that so horrible?”
Shuichi didn’t answer, despite his internal desire to scream at Hiro and tell him exactly how horrible it had been. Instead, he moved to the far corner of the tub and slumped down until he was all but submerged beneath the foam and bubbles. Embarrassed and emotionally hurt by what had transpired, he diligently avoided Hiro’s gaze, even as the man came to sit beside him. He hunched his shoulders and rubbed his sore wrists under the water.
“Please, do not be angry with me for carrying out my duties, little one. You must understand that some things in this world, unpleasant as they might seem, are both as necessary as they are non-negotiable. I have no more power over them than you. ”

While continuing to avoid Hiro’s eyes, Shu turned slightly toward his attendant.

Sullenly, he crossed his arms and mumbled, “That really hurt.”

“It only hurt because you are so very inexperienced. I was not lying when I told you that most pets find the procedure pleasurable, and I have no doubt that one day you will come to feel the same way.”

Shuichi couldn’t comprehend someone enjoying what he had just been through.

“I don’t think I will.”

“You say that now, but in time your opinion may change.”

“Well be that as it may, I certainly won’t ever enjoy being dragged across the floor and shackled to the tub.”
Hiro sighed. It was unfortunate that such measures had to be taken, but he had had no choice. Surely the boy knew that?

“You do realize that I told you what the consequences for disobedience would be and, even so, you still chose to make a run for it?”

Hiro hedged closer to Shu, reaching out for him slowly under the water. “Ryuichi could, in all likeliness, be here within the next hour. What choice did I have, but to drag you in here and make sure you were ready?”
“Well, I…”

Shuichi’s voice trailed off into a deflated sigh and Hiro placed an arm around the boy, pulling him close. He was thoroughly relieved when his young charge did not resist the movement.

“Little one, I am very sorry that things had to end up this way, however I need not ever drag or restrain you again. If you will promise to let me take care of you as required, without fussing, then I shall promise to be as kind and gentle with you as I can. Is this a fair compromise?”
Finally looking back up at his care taker, Shuichi murmured. “That seems fair.”
“Then you agree to the conditions?”

The boy nodded.
“Excellent!” Hiro proclaimed warmly. “Now, let’s finish up your bath and get you to the fitting room. We haven’t a moment to spare.”
~*~*~*~
After Hiro had thoroughly dried him with one of the softest towels he’d ever felt, Shuichi followed the attendant from the bath hall into a room he had never been in before. It contained several cupboards and armoires, and like the bathroom, was tastefully decorated in hues of silver and black. In the center of the room was a large, five sided protrusion of mirrors semi enclosing a round platform.
Hiro lead him to a one of the lavishly soft meridienne’s along the wall and then pushed a button on a panel near the door. At once, a flurry of activity engulfed the room. A group of tall, pale women along with a handful of small metal droids burst through a hidden door near Shuichi’s chair. The boy was so shocked he yelped and leapt right off his seat, though the women and metal men paid no attention to him.
Immediately, they set to work decanting the contents of the armoires and cupboards systematically onto several racks and tables. The women were moving much too fast to be human, or at least, to be completely human. Shuichi wondered if they were androids, like the blue haired man who brought their meals to them on his silver trolley.

Because of the procedure he had undergone while in the healing pod, Shu knew what androids were, but he had no record of ever having seen one. It was all very confusing to get ideas and have thoughts concerning information he himself had no memory of collecting. He’d asked Hiro how the process worked, but had gotten lost in a stream of techno jargon. He decided it would be better to simply withstand the unnerving sensations that went along with accessing his new knowledge rather than attempt to understand how the knowledge came to be in his head in the first place.
The boy watched as Hiro spoke rapidly in his native tongue to one of the women. They appeared to be deliberating over a shiny white garment on the table. The woman would touch it and say something, then Hiro would do the same. Shuichi couldn’t tell if Hiro was upset or just anxious over what the woman was saying to him. The man could be quite difficult to read at times, especially when he was not speaking a language Shuichi understood.

After several minutes of discussion, Hiro brought Shuichi over to stand on the mirrored platform. Without warning one of the women reached inside and removed his robe. Suddenly, he found himself staring at five naked images of himself, all of whom were looking rather shocked. And cold.
Hiro brought the white piece of clothing over from the table and began to dress Shu in it. It was not unlike the tunic he was used to wearing at home, though it had several pieces that wrapped around his arms and legs. To his surprise, it was actually quite comfortable.

As he watched himself be dressed from several different angles, he noticed that the garment had a number of rips and gashes in it. Rips with edges far too precise to have been accidental.

When Hiro was satisfied with his work he gave a metallic sounding whistle and motioned to one of the women. She reached into her pocket and brought him a shimmering grey stone that fit snugly in the palm of his hand.
“I’m going to fit your outfit to you now.” The attendant explained as he blew gently on the rock and made it glow a brilliant blue. “Lift your arms little one, and do not move again until I tell you otherwise.”
Shuichi did as he was told. He wasn’t sure what was about to happen, though he was convinced that it would be nothing spectacular. He was already dressed, what could Hiro possibly need the little rock in his hand for?

The answer became quite clear as the man began passing the glowing blue stone just above Shuichi’s body in a side to side motion. Wherever the rock passed, the outfit shrank in on itself, and turned from a solid sparkling white cloth to a thin veil of milky translucence that just showed the boy’s tanned skin beneath its shimmering surface.

Starting at his neck and moving down towards his feet, Hiro passed the rock over Shuichi’s entire body; form-fitting the outfit to the boy’s exact dimensions.
The rips and cuts Shu had noticed earlier now seemed to have a more erotic purpose, as he watched them grow from small gashes, into circles and ovals of varying sizes. The openings expanded systematically in a decorative, almost floral, pattern across the entire suit. Much to the boy’s horror, a large slit between his legs grew into an even larger oval opening; it left his nether regions, front and back, completely bare.
When Hiro was satisfied with his work he nodded to one of the android women and let out yet another of his strange, tinny, vocalizations; This one resembling a cross between the sound of a high pitched penny whistle and the erratic warbling of a small bird. How he made the sound Shuichi couldn’t fathom, but, then, Hiro was not human; he was not even completely organic, which, suffice to say, explained more than it’s fair share of his unique vocalizations.

The woman responded to Hiro in a similar sounding metallic shriek, her eyes giving a strange flash of light. Then just as quickly as they had entered and torn apart the room, the women and metal droids had everything put back in their proper places, and were gone.
Once they were alone, Hiro extended his hand out to Shuichi and slowly spun him in a circle so he could examine him.

Shuichi watched his reflection in the mirrors and marvelled at the iridescent rainbow of color that seemed to jump off the cloudy white suit wherever light struck it.
“Just as I thought,” Hiro smiled, “You look absolutely stunning.” He knew now that he had chosen the correct outfit. It was far more revealing than typical pet attire, which was designed to tease the viewer and flaunt the pet’s assets, without necessarily baring them outright, but it was perfectly acceptable for a pet’s first pairing and that was what he had been concerned with.
Shuichi agreed; the outfit was beautiful for the most part, though he would have liked it more if his genitals were covered.

“Do…do all pets wear these outfits?” he asked curiously. Perhaps, he thought, if he was not the only one wearing the outlandish bodysuit, he might feel a bit more secure about being on display.
Hiro lead Shuichi off the platform and over to a dressing table, were he began combing through the boys hair.

“At one point in time, yes, this was a very common style of pet clothing, but seldom is it worn now.”

Hiro set the brush down and began to twist the top half of Shuichi’s hair into an elaborate up-do with various decorative hair pins holding it in place.
“So… why am I wearing this then?”
“This style of outfit was created in the early beginnings of the pet trade. Pets back then were still referred to as slaves and most were not very willing to serve their masters. Pet attire today is not nearly as revealing as what you have on, at least not for the most part. Pets are dutiful and obedient to their masters now. The opening over the genitals in your outfit helped the original masters take their slaves whenever they wanted.”
…whenever they wanted.

A shiver went down Shuichi’s spine as Hiro’s words reminded him once again that he was truly no longer free.

“W-well…I still don’t understand why my…my penis has to be exposed if everyone else gets to keep theirs covered.” he complained softly.
Hiro laughed at the young pet’s bashfulness.

“Oh, how you amuse me, little one. But, again we really have no choice over that aspect of the design. Wearing the outfit is tradition. All pets wear something similar to this for their first pairing. Such has it been for thousands and thousands of years.”
Shuichi thought that sounded awfully familiar.

“So it’s kind of…like a wedding dress?”
Hiro thought about that for a moment.

“Yes, I suppose you could say that.”
“So, I only have to wear this today then?”
“Yes, this is only worn once in a pet’s life, save for one other occasion which I will not reveal to you at this point in time. After today, you will be outfitted in the current style of pet dress. You will have to wear the self sizing outfits aboard the ship until we arrive I’m afraid, but I would assume once we are home your new master will purchase for you a custom wardrobe of your own.”
Shuichi was more than a bit curious as to what this other occasion might be, but he knew better than to pry and possibly get a scolding.
“An entire wardrobe…just for me?”
“Does this surprise you? How often have I explained the immense value you carry?”
Shuichi still had trouble believing everything Hiro told him about what his life would be like once he was in the possession of his new master; how he would have everything his heart desired. He honestly didn’t feel special, or worthy of such elaborate treatment at all.
“What would be in this wardrobe?”
Hiro began spraying a fixative over Shuichi’s freshly set hair.

“A typical pet wardrobe contains enough clothing and accessories to allow a pet to fully change outfits three times a day, traditionally before every meal, plus night clothes and several pieces of outerwear in case your master takes you on an outing. Some less fortunate pets get perhaps a two or four week wardrobe, anything less than that and their master truly cannot afford to be keeping a pet. In a case like that the outfits are cycled and must be worn repeatedly. Rest assured however this is an embarrassment you will never have to endure. You will garner a much more expansive seasonal wardrobe and you would never be expected to wear the same thing twice. You would of course then get a new wardrobe each season, or four times per year.”
Shuichi was stunned. Surely people on this new planet had better things to do with their time than change clothes?
“W-what will become of the old clothes, when I am given new ones?”

Hiro began smoothing a lightly scented lotion over Shu’s face.
“Well, they would be stripped of precious stones and then discarded.”
“They’d be thrown away? Couldn’t they be given to somebody else, who might need them?”
“Oh my you are so full of surprises! But, no, that would be most unfitting. Your clothes, I suspect, will be as extravagant and unique as you are little one and would not complement anyone but yourself. Besides most pets, even lower ranked pets, would rather die than wear clothing not created specifically for them, no matter how beautiful or expensive the hand-off clothing might be. They would feel shame beyond belief.”
Shuichi thought about having new clothes every time the weather changed, and he found the concept to be extraordinarily wasteful. He had never had more than five, perhaps six pieces of clothing at any one time in his life. Two stiff woollen tunics for everyday wear, a crisp white-cotton shirt with ivory buttons, worn only for weddings and other special occasions, a single pair of leather trousers, a traveling cloak and a pair of sturdy boots. Perhaps he might wear a thick wool jacket and some hand coverings on especially cold winter days, but that was really all he had ever needed. The thought that his life was to be reduced down to changing clothes hour after hour, simply to please a person he might not even like gave him a sour feeling in the pit of his stomach.
Hiro noticed the tension in his charge’s body.

“Is something wrong, young one? Are you feeling alright?”
Shuichi contemplated telling Hiro his true feelings, but he knew nothing he said could change his situation and decided against it.
“Oh no, I’m fine,” he lied. “I’m just…nervous.”
“Understandable, certainly, but really you have nothing to worry about. I will be there and, if all goes well, you should not even need my guidance. Come,” he motioned, “we must get you into position, I fear your pairing mate may arrive before I have had a chance to brief you on proper etiquette.”
Hiro lead Shuichi through the suite to yet another room the boy had never set foot in. Everything inside was cream or beige, accented with rich sable and bright greens. There was an extremely large, chocolate and silver cushion on a raised platform in the center of the room surrounded by a ring of soft arm chairs. It looked sufficient enough in size for three people to comfortably lie with their arms stretched wide and not touch the person next to them. A spotlight hovering over the platform was bright enough to cast the adjoining chairs into shadow. It looked like a stage for some kind of lewd performance.
“Is this where..”
“Yes,” Hiro said, ushering Shuichi into the room. “This is known as a block room and that,” He pointed at the cushion, “is the block.”
Shuichi went and climbed onto the so called “block” only to find that it felt like a mattress. Granted, it was firmer than most of the mattresses he had ever slept on, but it in no way felt like it’s namesake.
“Why block? It feels like a bed to me.”
“The name stems from the old auctioneers blocks, where slaves were purchased. Allowing every patron at an auction to sample each slave before they made a bid was simply not possible, and so these early pets were forced to pair on the block so that potential buyers could see their attributes in action, so to speak. For most of those pets, it was their first sexual experience; their very first pairings.

Though this is no longer the practice at auctions today, the tradition still stands. Obviously a piece of cold metal is not the most comfortable platform for coitus, and it has since been replaced by what you are sitting on.”
“That…that’s horrible! Those poor people…”
Hiro sat down next to Shuichi and attempted to explain.

“little one, you must understand that things back then were harsh, and less refined then what you see around you. Many traditions stem from things that were not altogether pleasant for those involved, but we accept them for what they are; pieces of our history. They are continued out of respect for those that came before us, deference for the hardships that they had to endure so we could be born. Did you not have traditions or perhaps festivals back on your planet?”
“Well yes we did, but…”
“And you can tell me honestly that all of them were derived from events that had nothing to do with victory in ancient wars, or perhaps the conquering of new land at the expense of those already living there?”
Shuichi didn’t answer because Hiro was right. One of his favourite summer festivals involved the re-enacting of the Final Battle, a bloody affair resulting in the deaths of hundred of thousands of Kadurians, the wild men who had once inhabited Maric and it’s surrounding lands.
“That’s what I thought” Hiro commented smugly.

“Now cheer up, this is supposed to be a happy day! Your day, and I refuse to let you remember it as anything less than extraordinary. Now get into the center of the block.”
Shuichi sluggishly did as he was told and when he was centered on the large cushion Hiro explained the etiquette for the ritual and what was expected of him.
As Shuichi was nodding his head in agreement the bell from the suite’s main entrance permeated the speaker system.
“That will be Kuma with Ryuichi. I must go and fetch them. Now, stay right there. Remember all that I told you and everything will be fine.”
Hiro slid the door closed and left Shuichi alone.
The boy’s heart began to race. He had barely begun to explore his own sexuality and now he was expected to perform under a spotlight with a complete stranger? In front of Hiro and another person he did not know?

He didn’t think he was going to be able to do it. Thoughts raced through his mind.

What if he couldn’t become erect? What if this Ryuichi was too forceful and hurt him? And the most frightening thought of all; What if he enjoyed what was to come? Hiro had indicated that that was the point, but did he really want that? His biggest fear was that he would come to enjoy everything about his new life, just as his attendant said he would, and that he would lose himself; forget.
After what seemed like an eternity of mental anguish, Shuichi could hear muffled voices on the other side of the door. He took deep breaths to calm himself and put on a confident facade, even though inside he was terrified.
As he watched the door slide open, his expression fell and he felt his heart jump from his throat down into the pit of his stomach. Standing in front of Hiro was the most beautiful boy he had ever seen in his life, and next to him…stood Lord Tatsuha; the very man responsible for his capture.

As handsome and dashing as he was the day Shuichi had met him in the tavern in Anjeu, the dark haired man took several strides into the room, and sat in one of the plush chairs. His eyes were flameless pits of ash and as Shuichi stared into them he could feel his loathing for the man materialize like some angry demon inside his body. The young lord stared back at him, his face pleasant, almost kind, though his smile told a different story. It was the smile of a man who had gotten exactly what he wanted; the smile of a man victorious.
Shu was so distracted by Lord Tatsuha staring at him as though he were some beautiful piece of artwork that he did not see the other people file into the room. It was not until the gnarled old man, Tohssa, sat down at his Lord’s right did Shuichi remember where he was and why he was there.
With great pain he turned his head away from his captor to shoot a glance at Hiro. The great cat-skinned man was standing on the opposite side of the room from Lord Tatsuha and he silently pleaded with his eyes for Shuichi not to do or say anything to offend the man.

With support from the one person who he felt genuinely cared for him gone, the pink haired youth felt lost, and very much alone under the spotlight; his spotlight. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he sat there, alone, but he did not wipe it away. Instead he turned his gaze, fierce and truly wild, back onto the man who had ended his life, willing him to look straight into his eyes. As the two locked gazes, silently, he vowed that this would be the last tear the man was ever going to get from him.
Angrily he tore his eyes away and looked around the room until he found the young man who was to be his paring mate. Ryuichi was standing, still leashed, next to the man Shuichi instantly recognized as his attendant, Kuma. He was extraordinarily tall, yet lean and muscular with lengthy pointed ears and a beautiful silver circlet ringing his forehead. His powder pink skin, too bright to resemble the pinkness of human flesh, was striped with white as Hiro’s was and his white blond hair hung coiled in a thick braid down to his knees.

Shuichi watched as a furry white tail tip peeked out the bottom of the man’s robes.
He stared at Shuichi intently and smiled as he bent to whisper something to the pet beside him. Whatever he said must have been overtly sexual because the boy began wrapping his white leather leash around his hands seductively and writhing, his steely blue eyes growing heavier with need as he stared intently at Shu.

The attendant whispered to his charge again, this time accentuating his words by stroking his hand over the boy’s swollen groin. The hazel haired boy let out a small moan before starting to remove his tiny white shorts; the only clothes he was wearing save for a beautifully jewelled white satin collar around his neck. It was apparent once his shorts were removed that the boy was already painfully aroused, his impressive manhood standing straight out from between his legs.
Once he was completely naked Ryuichi edged toward the block where Shuichi was now kneeling, cock already swelling from the lurid gazes the brown haired youth was sending him. Mouth parted in a sensual ‘O’, the boy reached the end of his leash. Tugging gently against the restraint, his eyes closed in ecstasy as he savoured the slight pressure his collar was putting on his neck.
Shuichi ignored everyone else in the room, his attention was now fully fixed on the boy writhing at the end of his leash. It was as if the world he was coming to know no longer existed outside the illumination of the single spotlight above him.

Without thinking, he did as Hiro had instructed and crawled toward the boy on his hands and knees. When he arrived at the end of the soft block, he knelt back on his heels. Ryuichi slowly opened his eyes and gazed up into the young pet’s face. The look that met his was demanding, wild and almost enough to make the hyper-stimulated boy climax where he stood.
Every man in the room watched silently, afraid to break whatever spell was coming over the new pet. Eyes wide and pants tight, they waited for the boy to unhook the struggling pet from his leash and devour him.
Shuichi, lost in whatever daze had come over him, reached out and grabbed Ryu’s leash in both hands. Purposefully dragging out his movements, the young pet unlatched Ryu’s leash from his collar.

The instant he was free the older boy burst into action, launching himself onto the block and knocking Shu onto his back.

Straddling his mate’s hips, Ryu moaned frantically and writhed snake-like against Shuichi’s barely clothed chest, his hips grinding back against the boy’s rigid cock, seeking penetration.

He leaned his upper body forward, pressing himself skilfully against Shuichi as he whispered something sultry into the boy’s ear.

“Sat’re mas…”

Though Shu did not understand the language the boy spoke, the message he was trying to convey was crystal clear; Fuck me.
Something inside Shuichi snapped. In the blink of an eye he had over powered Ryuichi and had the boy flipped around on his knees, ass stuck high in the air, shoulders and chest pressed flat onto the block. Even with little in the way of experience, Shuichi somehow knew exactly what he needed to do. Taking the boy’s hips in his hands he plunged his length into the hot slippery depths of the boy’s ass with one hard thrust. And he did not stop; he couldn’t. Kuma had prepared Ryu well before they arrived; his passage was already slick with sex gel and ready to take whatever the new pet had to offer and so despite how roughly he was penetrated, a guttural cry of pleasure tore from Ryuichi’s throat as Shuichi gave him exactly what he had been begging for for days.

Shu continued his conquest at a rapid, almost frenzied, pace. The sensual way the older pet’s muscles constricted in wave after skilful wave around his cock brought him intense pleasure he had never imagined possible.
The earthen-haired beauty pressed into the cushion began moaning something in Lutarian as he threw his head back over his shoulder in an attempt to watch himself be plundered. Urgently, he drove his hips up and back to meet each of Shu’s thrusts as cries and squeals of bliss escaped his rounded mouth.

The sound of the two pet’s pounding against each other filled the room, joining the frenzied chorus of sounds rushing from their lungs.
Hiro, not taking his eyes off the scene in front of him, moved to stand next to Kuma.

“All my worrying was for not it seems,” He whispered softly, his eyes transfixed on the back and forth movement of his charge’s hips.
“To be candid,” Kuma replied, “I was not sure if this was actually going to work, but I can see now that I was wrong. He seems…exquisitely skilled. You should be proud.”
“Yes, thank you. He’s holding to his breeds profile in the one area it matters most and for that I am very thankful.”
Before Kuma could add anything more, Hiro was beckoned by a wave from Lord Tatsuha’s hand. The darker skinned man flashed Kuma a small excusatory smile before retreating to his Lord’s side.
“Yes, Lord Tatsuha?”

The young royal looked up at the towering man, smiling, and motioned for him to take a seat beside him.
“He seems to have fully recovered from his injury. I’m happy to see that.”
“Yes Sir, he is doing exceedingly well. I have not heard a complaint out of him about his shoulder.”
“Was there any scaring?”

The dark haired youth was more than a bit concerned over this matter as he had a reputation for delivering captives in pristine condition. An Angelis was impressive, and a small scar was not going to take away any of his value or prestige as it might from a pet of lower quality, however he knew his father would go over every inch of that boy to find some fault, some imperfection, anything to ridicule him and redeem himself after losing such an outlandish bet. A fresh scar would certainly not go uncommented upon.
“Scaring to the area was minimal Sir, and I have been treating him daily with scar-reducer to further dissolve what little remains.”
“Excellent, though I still wish to examine him before we land. I pray this will not be an inconvenience?” he smiled gently.
“Certainly not, I can have him ready for inspection whenever you see fit to examine him.” Hiro wondered if the young Lord intended to bed the boy before handing him over to his father, or if he simply wanted to inspect him for flaws as he said.
“Fantastic! We’ll be landing in a few days time, so perhaps we could arrange something for tomorrow? I know it’s sudden, but I have precious little time to myself with our arrival date looming so close and this really must be taken care of before we land. How does midday sound to you?”
Hiro smiled and nodded, agreeing to the time of their meeting the next day, though inside he was disheartened. He knew, perhaps better than anyone, that pet regulation code strictly prohibited anyone from pairing with an unlicensed pet, however such laws were only enforceable when the illicit actions took place within the atmosphere of the planet. In space there was nothing prohibiting such a pairing and Hiro was now certain that Lord Tatsuha intended on taking Shuichi. A physical examination could take place on Lutanum at any time, but an illegal pairing on the other hand could not. The young Lord’s intentions, though discreetly hidden under the guise of his wanting to examine the new pet for physical flaws, was as plain as day to anyone who had a firm grasp of pet regulation codes.
“My Lord was that all you---”

Tatsuha extended a hand out over Hiro’s chest. “Hush, he’s about to finish. I want to hear him cry out.”

Hiro wasn’t sure which pet the Lord was referring to, since they were both male, but he closed his mouth and settled back to watch the finale of the performance.
Both pets were glistening with sweat, their bodies shimmering under the artificial light. Hiro was surprised to see that the boys had shifted their position into a much more erotic pose from the one they had started in. Shu was now leaning further back on his heels, his hands gripping Ryuichi’s hips to gain as much leverage as possible. Ryu was up on his knees as well, his back was arched, his shoulders were pressing back against the younger boys chest as his arm reached back above his shoulder to stroke the side of Shu’s face. His other arm was anchored on Shu’s wrist so he could lever his body up and down more forcefully. Knees spread wide, calves stretching back behind both of them, Ryu bounced rapidly in Shu’s lap, forcing himself back and down onto each of the boy’s thrusts.
Shuichi started nipping and sucking the bend in Ryu’s neck as he felt that familiar pressure beging to rise inside him. He started bucking his hips faster, causing Ryu to begin squirming and whispering something rapidly over and over.

“Ca’gre ni mas raniin…”

It sounded like a command or request of some kind, one that Shuichi desperately wished he could understand and respond to. He wanted to do what the older boy was telling him to. He wanted to bring him to his climax and make him scream his pleasure out to whatever gods or devils he prayed to.
“I don’t understand---” he managed to get out before Ryu gave a strangled cry of frustration and wrapped one of Shu’s hands around his dripping cock. He used Shuichi’s hand to pump himself a few times, showing him what he wanted, before letting Shu take over.
Ryu’s screams grew louder and more rapid as he began his ascent. In fact he was so loud that Shuichi’s sex cry could barely be heard as he emptied himself deep inside the body of his very first pairing mate. For a split second the young pet thought he was doing something to hurt the brown haired boy, but the thick ropes of semen that began lacing his hand told him that those weren’t screams of pain, but rather vocalizations of pleasure. A vibrating shiver ran down Shuichi’s spine as Ryu continued to clamp down on his spent member.
Panting, the two remained locked together at the waist, each whispering nonsensically even though neither of them understood the other’s language.
“Magnificent.” Lord Tatsuha stood and began clapping softly, drawing the two pet’s out of their post-coital stupor and back to reality. Kuma raised the lighting in the room back to full spectrum and at once Shuichi felt self-conscious about what he’d just done. Thinking he was being considerate Shu wrapped his arms around the boy in his lap to shield his nakedness from the others in the room, but Ryu pushed his arms off and then dislodged Shuichi from his rear. He turned quickly, wrinkled his nose at Shu and then flashed a lofty smirk across his face before scampering nonchalantly over to nuzzle his masters outstretched hand, as though nothing unusual had happened.
“I did exactly as you said Master,” Ryu whispered as Kuma came over to clip the leash back onto his collar, “Did it please you to watch us?”

“Yes, pretty pet, you did an excellent job. Did you enjoy him?”

“Oh yes, he's very big, but he still smells like an off-worlder.” Ryu laughed and wrinkled his nose again as he deliberately looked over his shoulder to make eye contact with Shu. The boy was being seen to by his own attendant, but Ryu’s laughter and the face he made did not go unnoticed.
Lord Tatsuha smiled at his Pet. “Now now, you know he can’t help how his very skin cells smell, and besides it didn’t seem to be bothering you that much a few minutes ago.”

Ryu frowned. He had been hoping that his master would agree with him and laugh too.

“That’s not fair Master! I just wanted to come so badly! I didn’t care who it was or what he smelled like.”
“I gathered as much. You were especially tantalizing up there.”
“Master?” Ryu asked timidly.

“What is it, my precious one?”

“Why did you make me wait for so long this time? I wanted to come so badly Master, but you never came to me. Why?”

Tatsuha sighed. He did feel a tad bit remorseful over leaving his pet for so long without release simply to make his own climax that much more pleasurable, but he had no intention of telling the boy that. He patted Ryu gently on the cheek.

“A master can choose when and when not to take pleasures with his pets, Ryu. You should know better than to question my decisions.”
The boy looked down at his feet sullenly.

“Yes, Master I know, but…perhaps now after watching me and him, you might want to take your pleasures with me now?” To accentuate his desire Ryu reached his hand out brazenly and began stroking his master’s erection through his trousers.
“My, what a lascivious boy you are,” Tatsuha said a little breathlessly, “You just paired and yet you are still not satisfied? Great Mother, what am I going to do with you?”

Ryu leaned in closer and Tatsuha caught the warm intoxicating scent of sex on the boy’s skin.
“You could fuck me, Master, if you wanted to. Oh, yes, you could fuck me hard and fast. I could lay on my belly with my ass in the air, just how you like it and you could fuck me over and over until I come for you. Or…I could do things to you Master. Dirty, naughty things…”
Tatsuha swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat and placed a hand on Ryu’s back.

“Alright Pet, you win. Go with Kuma now and let him clean you up, then you come straight to my chambers.”
Ryu smiled mischievously because he’d gotten his way once again. He kissed his master on the cheek and then let Kuma lead him out of the room.

As they turned out into the hall, Ryu shot one last smug grin over his shoulder at the boy on the block.
Shuichi was now thoroughly perplexed. Ryu had appeared to like him well enough while they were having sex, but afterward…

He wondered if he had done something to offend the boy; if he’d upset him in some way. He decided to ask Hiro when they were alone together.
Thankfully for Shu’s poor nerves, he did not have to wait long for the room to empty and for things to go back to the way he liked them. In fact it was the small group of people leaving the suite that made Shuichi realise how comfortable he actually felt being alone in his new environment. He had always liked being alone with his thoughts or with a good book on his home planet, so it shouldn’t have been such a surprise to find that, even in a world where he was surrounded by change, he had actually changed a lot less than he thought; but it was.

He was constantly being bombarded with new ideas, new mannerisms and new customs. There was always something to learn and, on the surface, he felt like a new person. But, now he knew that the quiet, gentle young man who loved horses and sitting for hours beside streams in autumn was still very much alive inside him. He was just buried a little further down than Shu was used to looking.

Though he could not physically embrace that part of himself, knowing it was still there comforted him in a way nothing ever had before.
As Hiro lead Shuichi into the bath hall he glanced back at his charge, who was being abnormally quiet. The boy had a dreamy, almost lost expression on his face, as though he were mentally far away.
“A round metal coin for your thoughts?” Hiro asked hopefully.

Shuichi was startled back to reality by his attendants odd question.

“A what for my thoughts?” he laughed.
“My database on your language’s colloquialisms is not extensive, however that phrase was listed as a casual means of gaining acess to a persons thoughts or feelings. Was my usuage incorrect?”
Shuichi smiled at the towering man.

“Sort of. I think what you meant to say was, ‘a penny for your thoughts’?”
Hiro placed a hand behind his head in thought.

“A ‘penny’ can be described as a round metal coin used to make purchases of goods and services, can it not?”
Shuichi smiled and nodded. Hiro could always turn something boring into something amusing.
“Then I see nothing wrong with my previous statement. So…a round metal coin for your thoughts?”
Shu shook his head and laughed quietly under his breath.

“I was just thinking about how quickly I’ve grown used to things here, and how little I have changed.”
Hiro was surprised. From the expression on the boy’s face he had assumed that the contents of his thoughts would be much more lewd in nature.
“And, this revelation pleases you?”
“Yes, it does.”
Hiro paused so he could remove Shuichi’s clothes.

“Then I am glad. Now, hold still little one,” he instructed as he pulled the small stone that he had used earlier out of the pocket of his robes. He blew softly onto the stone and touched it to the collar of Shuichi’s garment. Immediately the clothes sprang back into their original slack state. Hiro helped Shu out of the outfit, and then stripped down to match.
When they were both comfortably situated in the tub, Hiro gently took down Shuichi’s hair and began scrubbing him down with a soft sponge.

Shu took the opportunity to pose his question about Ryuichi.
“Hiro?”

“Yes, little pet?”

“Did I do something to… offend Ryuichi today?”

Hiro was confused. “No, I did not notice anything. You did very well actually, far better than anticipated. Why do you ask?”
Shuichi sighed. “Because he…well we were getting along just fine while we were pairing… and, then afterward he seemed to change. I think I offended him.”
Hiro had in fact heard the snide remarks Ryu had made about Shu while he was cleaning up his young charge, and he had found them to be rather rude; particularily the comment about Shu smelling like an off-worlder. His sense of smell was ten times more powerful than Ryu’s and Shuichi smelled perfectly normal to him, so obviously the older pet had said it just to be cruel. He didn’t want to explain the fickle nature of pet politics to Shuichi at this point in time, but he saw little in the way of escape from doing so.
“You did nothing wrong, young one. Something you will have to understand about pets such as Ryu, is that they are jealous and vain and will often times make rude comments about others, to make themselves look better. In fact, this behaviour is generally encouraged as it supposedly makes the pets show themselves off, thus making them more attractive and alluring. I do not fully understand their reasoning, because to me it makes the pets look arrogant and cruel, but they cannot help doing what they are taught to do.”
“Wonderful.” Shuichi stated sarcastically, a bit upset to hear such a depressing statistic about the world he would very soon come to inhabit.
“It is something you will just have to learn to ignore. You, especially, will be a target of judgment because of your rarity and worth. Certainly you will make many friends because of these factors, but I fear many will be exceedingly jealous of you for no other reason than your status.”
“But why? I’m not special at all I--”
“But you are special,” Hiro interrupted,“You may not think it, but trust me you are.”
Shuichi thought about this for a while. He was used to people staring at him, and whispering about him as he walked by, it was something he had grown up with; however he wasn’t sure whether or not he would be able to handle what Hiro had described, more so because he did not speak the language. It was hard enough hearing others whispering behind your back, but worse if you heard them, yet you could not understand them. For all he knew, the other pets would speak ill of him outright, not even bothering to hide their comments because they would surely learn that he could not understand them. The thought made him want to curl up into a ball and hide.
“Hiro?” Shu asked as he pulled his legs up to his chest for comfort.
“Yes?”
“How do you know so many languages?”
“Because I have every known language in all the great many galaxies programmed into my internal databank.”
“Does everyone on, on--”
“On Lutanum?” Hiro offered when he saw the new pet struggling to remember the name of the planet.
“Yes, Lutanum. Does everyone there have an internal data…thing?”
“No Shu. Attendants and other quasi-organics are the only ones who possess them.”
“Oh, right. I forget sometimes that you aren’t completely…human.”
Momentarily overcome with amusement and affection for the boy, Hiro smiled broadly. He quickly closed his mouth when he realized he was flashing his fangs inadvertently even though the boy no longer paid them any notice; it had simply become habit to keep them hidden.
“Ah my little one,” he grinned as he placed a kiss on top of Shu’s head, “You are such a delight. And yes, as you stated, I am not completely human. To be honest, human DNA accounts for the smallest portion of my genetic and biological make-up, though I will not bore you with the exact percentages.”
Shuichi was both confused and intrigued by the concept of people being made up of many different kinds of beings and inanimate things.

“So…how were you, uh…that is, where do you come from then?”
“I was bred, modified, reared and trained at The Attendants Accademy, as are all attendants on Lutanum.”
Shuichi was still confused. People were born, only animals, to his knowledge were bred. Hiro was probably mixing the two terms up, as he sometimes did with similar words in Shu’s language.
“You mean you were born there, not bred.” The boy smiled, happy to offer the correction.
“No, I was bred there. My word use was entirely correct little one.”
“But you’re a person, that doesn’t…I’m confused.”
Hiro smiled and pulled the boy back against his chest, cradling his small body next to his heart. He then attempted to explain.
“Humans, such as yourself, are conceived in the natural way, through intercourse. You develop inside your mother’s bodies and then you are born; however as I mentioned, I am not human. I am known as a quasi-organic, a humanoid or bio-droid; in short I have both organic and inorganic components. The process that made me is a mixture of formal spliced-gene breeding, genetic engineering and micromechanical computer science.”
“So…you don’t have parents? A mother and father who took care of you when you were a baby?”
“I have combined DNA from one primary and one secondary female parent as well as DNA from one primary and one secondary male parent. I do not have 'parents' in a human sense, no. I was raised by a communal nurse with several of my peers until I reached puberty, but she was not what you would call a mother, certainly. She watched over us and got us to the dining hall for our meals and, on occasion, she would tell us an adventure tale before bed if we had been especially good. She was an android, and not a particularly expensive model, so her nurturing capacity was limited to what her program enabled her to emulate, but she did well enough I suppose.”
Hiro said this as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and all Shuichi could feel was sympathy for the man he had come to care for. For someone as kind as Hiro to have never known a mothers embrace, or a fathers laughter…it was unfair. Overcome with the need to embrace his care taker, Shuichi sat up and wrapped his arms around Hiro’s neck loosely, nestling his head in the crook of the man’s neck.
“Oh? What’s this all of a sudden?” Hiro asked warmly as he hugged the boy to his body.
“I’m sorry…” Shu sniffled as he tried to hold back his tears.
“Whatever for, little one?”
“Sorry that you didn’t…you had no mother and you were just a child. It’s not right… Everybody needs a mother, whether they're human or not.”
Hiro felt several tear drops hit his shoulder and he was overcome with warmth and affection. No one had ever shed tears for him in all his long years of service, and he was extraordinarily touched by the gesture.
“Oh my little one…”
Shuichi brought his face out of Hiro’s hair and looked him in the eye.

“I want to…kiss you. Is that okay?”
“You never have to ask to kiss me when we are alone. I will always be willing to indulge you.”
Shuichi smiled and leaned in to kiss his attendant softly. The level of affection between the pair had grown exponentially since their brief tryst in the sitting room earlier that morning and Shu found that, once he began kissing Hiro, he found it very difficult to stop. His hands started to roam freely over the man’s chest as their kiss became more fervent.
Shuichi was starting to feel strangely distant from his own body, yet increasingly connected to Hiro’s. He could hear the other man’s heart beating as clearly as if it were on the outside of his chest; He could smell a strange mixture of scents rising in heated waves off his skin; scents that drove him wild and seemed to be asking him for more sexual contact;

He could feel Hiro’s body temperature quickly beginning to rise in reaction to his advances; each fractional degree of temperature change was as distinct and easily distinguishable to him as were the differences between freezing and boiling water.

Not sure what was happening, he half moaned, half whispered, “Hiro, I…ohh…I feel, st-strange…”
Shu’s intellect fought to keep control over his body. He did not like feeling like an animal in heat, but he felt himself slipping away faster and faster as the seconds ticked by. His mind slipped into the background and gave way to that animalistic side of himself as Hiro’s sexual signals became stronger and more pronounced. As he had felt earlier in the block room pairing with Ryuichi, he was not entirely himself and this new person emerging wanted nothing more than what was happening between himself and his pseudo-master to continue to escalate. He wanted, no, he needed release and was determined to get it.
Hiro was momentarily surprised by the level of aggressiveness that his usually docile charge was suddenly displaying, but he reminded himself that such actions were bred into the boy and not really within his control after a certain point was reached.
Shuichi let out a breathy moan beside Hiro’s ear as he reached down into the water and began fondling the older man’s growing erection. An uncharacteristic groan escaped the attendant’s throat and his head lolled back against the lip of the tub, leaving it open as a target. Shuichi instantly began biting and sucking on the newly exposed erogenous area and Hiro could take no more.

He should want this.

He had wanted this, but, shuddering, he pushed the boy back slowly to arms length. The look on his young charge’s face was shamelessly lewd. His eyes, half lidded and smouldering with lust were eerily blank and devoid of the gentleness they normally carried. They were not the eyes of his little one at all, and upon seeing them he knew he could not got through with it.
“Don’t you want me, Master?” Shuichi moaned as his hand drifted below the water to fondle himself openly.
“Oh, yes,” Hiro breathed heavily, his body still painfully aroused and his state worsened by the boy’s use of his forbidden title, “but I fear you are not in a proper state of mind to be doing this right now.”

The ingrained attending protocol inside Hiro’s mind was screaming at him, telling him he was mad, that awakening this very behaviour in the boy had been his goal all along; that he should be doing everything in his power to encourage it. Calculations flew in front of his mind's eye as his brain raced to formulate algorithms as to how much the boy would be worth on the open market based on a great number of minute details.
Nevertheless, another part, a much larger part, felt like he was taking advantage of the boy somehow. He knew that this freshly surfaced being, this animalistic impostor, was not truly his Shu; his sweet little one was buried somewhere inside the body before him, and Hiro knew that he and he alone held his passion. That was whom he wanted to love and be loved by in return.
Love? Was that what was staying his hands now? Hiro flinched as he studied the boy critically for a moment, holding him out at arms length in both hands. He had never been in love before, he had no idea what it felt like. He wasn’t even sure he was capable of such an emotion. But there it had been, clear as a bell in his thoughts; Love. He loved this small boy who had come into his life and so abruptly turned his world on end. Only just realising this, Hiro smiled and pulled the young boy back into the fold of his embrace, squeezing him tight.
“My little love.” He whispered softly as Shu began squirming in his arms, trying to reach below the water again.
“No, Shuichi.” the cat-man commanded firmly as he grabbed the boy’s hand to stay it. Shuichi froze in place for several seconds before withdrawing his arm and leaning his head down to rest it against Hiro’s chest.
“Hiro?”
The man looked down. “Yes, love?” He hoped in earnest that he had shocked the boy out of his frenzied state.
Shuichi lifted his chin, gazing up at Hiro with eyes now lidded with a desire for sleep. A most confused expression came over his face as Hiro addressed him in this new way.
“You called me ‘love’.” he yawned sleepily, resting his head back against his attendant; the warm water coaxing him off to his dream world.
“I did, little one. Does this please you?”
Shuichi only nodded his response, his eyes already closed.
Hiro smiled warmly. “I think a certain someone had a very tiring morning and should be put promptly to bed for a midday nap,” he whispered as he climbed the gently sloping staircase out of the bathtub. Shuichi didn’t reply.
Once they were out of the bath the young pet started to shiver. Hiro motioned for the towel-bot to take care of them. It was sitting idly in the far corner of the bath hall, but immediately zipped over to the pair and draped a prewarmed towel around Hiro’s shoulders.

Hiro adjusted the towel so that it was only covering Shuichi’s small body and headed for the bedroom.
Once Hiro had Shuichi dried and nestled under the covers of the enormous bed he silently slipped out of the room to retrieve a thermal brush. His own hair would be knotted if he did not brush it no doubt, but he was far more concerned with his young charge, who’s hair was longer than his own by almost a foot and would most certainly dry into a dishevelled rat’s nest if he slept on it, wet as it was.

Careful not to wake the sleeping boy, he gently rolled Shu onto his side and pulled his hair out from beneath the sheets to brush it.

With the help of the thermal brush, he had the boys hair brushed out straighter than a pin and bone dry in less than ten minutes.

He ran his hands through it’s pale pink softness, marvelling over how fine it was. The boy was stunning when he was awake, but sleeping he was truly breathtaking. He really did resemble the ancient images Hiro had seen of supernatural beings called angels; winged deities worshipped eons in the past by the largely forgotten, primitive ancestors of the modern humanoid races. These angels were marked by their beauty, and their passionate devotion to and love for all humans. It was from them that the Angelis breed had gotten its name. Shuichi wasn’t a pure bred Angelis, but Hiro had never encountered a pet who was more elegant, more beautiful or more easy to love in all his long years. In those areas Shuichi fit the breed description to a T, and to Hiro he was perfect. Irrefutably, indefinably, perfect.

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For AFF reviewers:

Mitsuhon: Thank you very much for your review! I appreciate the effort it took to log in and do so, I know from experience it can be a bit hard trying to log into this site. Yes I will freely admit to being inspired by Ai no Kusabi. I adore AnK, it is one of my favorite series. The novels are fantastic and the anime, both the original and new versions, are amazing. I wanted to write a story like that, set in a world with a similair feel and atmosphere, but of course with a bit of fantasy thrown in, as you will see later. I don't want to give anything away just yet, but I will say you seem to get the idea I have in mind for where this story should go. Shuich and Hiro are, at the moment, the main focus, but then they haven't landed yet *eveil smirk* Oh, an you are certainly welcome for the playlist. I like seeing it in other fictions I read and since this story is heavily influenced by the music I listen to when writing I figured I really should post it. Thank you again so much for reviewing, and I hope you enjoy the rest of the story.
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