Aristian Holiday

Iason and Riki reunite in their minds' eye. Petros remembers meeting the young Lord Mink. Darius and Victor come to an understanding.

Chapter 9: The Tempest Within (This chapter was inspired by "The Flame" by Cheap Trick)

It was a light he welcomed, “….Halo….” Having no strength to fight it Iason closed his eyes and embraced it; letting its warmth wash over his body and his mind. He felt as if the darkness would have swallowed him whole had he not followed the sound of Riki’s voice; the emptiness that bogged him in the sea of darkness had now been filled by the sounds of chimes, like those of the meditation spheres that Riki held in his hands before he fell into darkness.

His mind began to slowly expand; feeling as if it traveled in all directions reaching out to find his Pet, no- not his Pet, but his love, his life.

“Riki…where are you my love?”

Suddenly a rush of wind blew against him, and loud echoes began to sound in his ears. He turned around in all directions until he spotted Riki; he looked...different.

“Must be a trick of the mind,” he whispered to himself.

“…son…Iason…here…over here…look at me…no, no, don’t be alarmed…I’m here, it’s me…Riki.”

Iason turned his face away, “No! This is not possible, my mind has now become my tormentor…could my heart be so cruel as to torment me when I ache to hold him?”

Iason stared rooted to the ground for there stood Riki, naked, holding his hand out to Iason, bathed in a golden aura pushing the darkness away from Iason. Riki began to walk towards him.

“Iason…it’s me Riki, I’m really here.”

Riki’s hair seemed to move as if blown about by the wind; Iason had never seen Riki this way, he felt a surge of warmth envelope him, but gazed at Riki almost afraid he would disappear if he dared to blink.

“Oh Pet, dare I believe you have found me?” Iason moved his feet to walk forward but felt held in place; confused he desperately reached for Riki.

“Hold on Iason, stay there, I’ll come to you.” Riki seemed to glide over to Iason then disappeared.

“Riki? Riki! Where are you?!”

Iason became anxious as he searched for Riki, although the light did not fade out. Suddenly he felt the warmth of an embrace; there were two arms wrapped around him from behind, then the softness of Riki’s body. Iason closed his eyes as he took in the sensation of being held daring to hope it was not just another dream come to haunt him. Then he felt Riki take his hair in his hands and inhale deeply.

“Mmm, Iason, open your eyes.” Iason slowly opened his eyes; there stood Riki looking at him with those beautiful dark eyes.

“Dare I believe? Are you really here Riki?” Riki reached up and gently kissed his lips, prodding them open to explore his mouth as if for the first time. He placed his arms around Iason’s neck standing on his toes in attempt to take his mouth with passion.

Iason came alive and lifted him off the ground, holding him tight. “Riki…oh Pet, I feared you dead. Please tell me you are real... my mind could be fabricating this, knowing my heart aches for you.”

Riki kissed him once more, then took Iason’s hands and kissed each palm. Next, he placed a hand over his heart. “Iason, this is my heartbeat, it’s real, as real as if I were there with you.”

Iason reached down and embraced Riki once again, trembling as Riki held him tight. “Iason, I’m at the Estate on Aristia; I’m in the hot springs, Odi and Jathan are here, also Petros.”

“Petros? Why…I don’t understand?” Iason became confused in his mind and began to fade from Riki’s eyes.

“Iason? You need to focus for a minute, you need to know something!”

Iason began to fade back in “Riki, something is wrong, I feel a bit disembodied and confused. I know I’m injured and sedated, I don’t have control of my body; my mind has been invaded and incapacitated; my motor reflexes have been compromised…”

Riki interrupted, “Iason, you must listen, something new has happened. You remember how your headaches would be at the edge of my mind? Well, it seems your injuries are now appearing on my body.”

Iason took in this new information, then the expression in his face became serious, as the implications sank in. He recalled the voices of men speaking around him regarding his injuries, “Oh Riki! Are you alright?”

Riki shook his head, “No.”

Riki then focused on his body and his appearance changed. Iason gasped in disbelief as suddenly wounds appeared on Riki’s head, his left arm and leg were darkened with deep contusions; there were numerous lacerations and bruises across his chest.

Iason was horrified and fell to his knees, there stood Riki gravely injured, “Riki- oh Riki! How can this be? Are you so injured?” Iason brought his hands to his face and began to weep; he reached out to Riki “Oh love…”

Riki quickly transformed back to a more desirable appearance. “Iason- these are your injuries; they have become mine, if it had not been for Petros who dipped me in the hot springs, I would have died.”

Iason’s mind began to swoon, it was too much of a shock to his mind, and his heart. His poor little Pet was once again subjected to torture and anguish. A dark shadow began to appear over Iason’s face as depression settled in and he began to fade into the darkness once more.

Alarmed, Riki reached out to Iason, “Iason! Don’t leave me again! Please look at me- I’m okay- honestly- the hot springs have healed many of my injuries. This shit is way better than Accelerator- look at me!”

Iason raised his face, and with a surprised expression, saw as Riki leaped toward him, “I don’t want to lose you- we can save you- please focus on me!”

Iason now stared in disbelief, as Riki’s body transformed in appearance now whole, and without blemish; his body covered in a golden light warm, and serene.

“Oh Pet…are you truly as I see you? You’re not suffering now are you? Please tell me you are alright.” Iason whispered as Riki held his hand lifting Iason off his knees.

“Yes I am, see for yourself.” Riki began to kiss him hard, reaching around Iason’s waist once again and began to caress him everywhere his hands could reach. Iason began to respond as tears of sadness turned to tears of joy. Riki devoured his mouth desperately trying to bring Iason back to life.

With trembling hands, Iason placed his hands on Riki’s face and held it; gazing into his eyes, then he spoke. “I am confused my love, you seem so real, but my mind begins to wonder off into memories of us; wonderful arousing memories, they seem to infiltrate my every thought, and I find it difficult to distinguish what is real, with what is not.”

Riki looked at Iason, “Iason, give me your hand, walk with me.”

Riki led Iason down a candle lit corridor, remembering how Iason had led him in many of their meditation lessons. They entered a room that seemed familiar to Iason. It was large with a beautiful fireplace that took up most of one wall. There was a large bed in the center of the room which had numerous pieces of art tastefully placed everywhere. The room was lit by several large windows that let in the warm sunlight; there was a soft breeze making the curtains dance gently. Riki pointed out one of the windows that faced a garden filled with many beautiful flowers.

“Close your eyes Iason,” Riki whispered. Iason did as he was told, and then Riki touched his cheek with his hand, “Now open them.”

Iason could feel the breeze, and his senses were filled with the scent of Aristian Jasmine, which mixed with the island spices. Iason turned around and took in his surroundings, “I am in the master bedroom of my Estate; I remember this room, the scent of Jasmine and Sandalwood, I remember the sunset could be seen here by this window…oh Riki!”

Riki then turned Iason around, “Iason, did we ever gaze at this scene together? No- we did not. We have yet to witness this; so I am not a figment of your imagination; I am not a dream, or a memory of a past encounter. I am in your mind- we are real in our mind’s eye.”

Iason touched Riki’s cheek, “Yes, you are right Riki. I have longed to hold you; I want to awaken and find you in my bed, sleeping next to me. I don’t think I can bear this- to be my only moments with you.”

Riki led Iason to the bed, and kissed Iason’s lips. He then reached up and pulled him down, to kiss each eye gently, as he ran his hands through Iason’s hair. He embraced him running his hands down his back, caressing his perfectly toned ass, and pulling him towards his hips.

Iason placed his arms around Riki and lifted him up. Riki instinctively wrapped his legs around his waist, his cock standing erect as he felt Iason’s cock beneath him growing hard as it rubbed Riki’s ass teasing is entrance.

Iason began to kiss Riki passionately, wanting to devour his mouth as he thrust his tongue into Riki’s mouth swirling it around his tongue. Riki closed his lips around Iason’s tongue sucking it erotically as he began to grind his hips against Iason’s and pressing his cock against his abdomen. Riki moaning so sweetly, Iason couldn’t help himself and grabbed his ass and pulled Riki tight against his body.

Riki broke away and began to nibble Iason’s throat gently, enjoying each gasp and moan coming from Iason. Iason inserted his fingers into Riki’s mouth and then inserted one, then another into Riki making him grind more enthusiastically. Iason slowly sat on the edge of the bed, and lifted Riki gently and eased him down onto his hot throbbing cock, as they gazed into each other’s eyes and relished the sensation of the fuck.

Iason began to kiss Riki; their eyes never losing sight of each other. Then he moved to his ear nibbling and kissing it, sending chills down Riki’s spine. As Iason began to slowly lift him up and down, he would pause to pull the nipple ring with his teeth, delighted to see the gold ring with the sapphire stone hanging onto the pert nipple. Riki moaned, as Iason continued on to the left nipple enjoying his lover’s sighs and moans.

As the passion grew more intense, Riki leaned back on Iason’s lap as Iason held onto his arms, “I want to see you on me,” Iason hissed, “Oh Pet…push on me.”

Riki pulled on Iason’s arms, pushing his body harder onto Iason’s cock, “Oh…yeeesss…that’s it…you are so perfect.” Riki could feel Iason’s breath, as he placed his arms around his waist, and pulled him back up. He took hold of Riki’s erection and stroked it with expert ease, “Oh Riki, you excite me so my love.”

Iason then fell back onto the bed, as Riki, impaled by Iason’s incredibly hot cock, began to undulate slowly. His rigid cock bobbed up and down with his every movement, as Iason arched his back lifting Riki up and down with a sense of urgency, as his release was coming fast. Iason clenched his teeth, completely spellbound with Riki riding hard on him.

Riki bit his lip as Iason brought him closer to the brink, “Iason, I want to feel you deeper…yeah…like that!” Riki opened his mouth, and gasped as Iason held his hips tight in each hand, and began to almost violently, lift and drop Riki in a maddening pace. Riki held onto Iason’s arms and erupted in a wave of ecstasy, “Fucking Jupiter! Holy Shit!” Riki’s sex shot up between them which made the excited Blondie climax so hard, he nearly fell faint.

“Oh…Riki…Riki.”

Iason fell back onto the bed, and pulled Riki down with him still impaled on his cock, that although had just erupted, nearly immediately, became aroused again, giving Riki a wave of post-coital stimulation. Rick looked down at Iason, whose chest was soaked with the wetness of their lovemaking; kissed his nipples and sucked on one as they both breathed heavy; their intimacy beginning anew.

Riki lay on Iason’s chest, he could hear Iason’s heartbeat, and he wrapped his arms around him whispering, “I never thought…I never thought I’d hear your heartbeat again Iason.”

Iason now pulled Riki off his cock, and pulled him into his embrace, “Riki, I feared you were never going to rise off that deck; I couldn’t get to you…my love.”

Iason’s voice trembled, as he remembered Riki lying against the bulkhead, unconscious and bleeding. They were silent for a few moments as they reflected on their thoughts. Then Riki gently touched Iason’s lips and said one word.

“Again.”

Iason took his hand, and kissed it, his sapphire eyes shined with so much love, he felt his heart would burst with the love he felt for his Riki. “I will love you once more my love, my dearest Riki; for I sense my body wants to awaken. If it does, you will fade.”

Iason paused for a moment, “I don’t know what will happen to us next love; I don’t know when I will see you again, but I will not lose you at this moment. I want to be one with you, and I want to feel you inside of me now.”

Iason's eyes stung, as tears formed in them once more, making Riki swallow hard.

“Love me Riki...I...I need to feel you in me, feel you with me.”

Riki felt his heart ache, as he kissed Iason once more, still breathing hard over their prior release. He kissed all of Iason’s face, and buried his own face in his beautiful hair, recalling the wonderful scent that made him desire his touch, and ran chills down his spine. He nuzzled Iason’s cheek, then moved to his neck, gently kissing him and biting him as he moved down his chest. He sucked each nipple as his hands caressed his arms, then his chest. He slowly raked his fingers down his body kissing and caressing every inch of Iason, wanting to imprint himself to his flesh, so he would know this was real.

Iason was beside himself with pleasure, his heart raced and his breathing labored, when Riki gently took hold of his cock with his hands. Iason could feel the warmth of his touch; he closed his eyes relishing his lover’s lingual arts, as Riki now changed gears, and pleasured him without mercy. Gently he nibbled the head of his cock, then ran his tongue up and down licking every inch stopping only to suckle his head.

“Oh Riki...I’ve missed you so…”

Iason arched his back, as Riki sucked on him, gently pushing Iason’s legs towards his chest. “Oh Pet…that’s it….oh…just a bit more…ahh!”

Riki paused just for a moment, then began to kiss Iason’s cock all the way down, until his lips met with his beautiful pink spiral that begged for his mouth. He gave Iason a passionate kiss, dipping his tongue in and out gently teasing the excited Blondie.

“Oh…mmm…oh Riki...”

Iason bit his lip as he moaned, his love sounds echoed in Riki’s ears loudly, then gasped as Riki pushed his legs up a bit more, and dove his tongue into Iason’s inner sanctum, wiggling his tongue a bit as he reached with one hand and stroked his cock, firmly enjoying the pulsing flesh, hot and erect. He rubbed his thumb over the head, feeling his sex that pooled at the surface.

Iason turned his head violently from side to side, as Riki continued to unleash his well mastered skills on Iason, thoroughly enjoying every moan and gasp Iason uttered.

“Riki…I want you now my love, I want to feel you inside me- I’m so ready for you…”

Riki looked up at Iason licking his lips, giving Iason such a lustful smile he feared he might ejaculate on the spot. Riki lowered his legs, then softly commanded, “Turn around for me Iason, on your stomach.”

Iason did just so, turning to look over his shoulder, as Riki’s eyes had a purpose in mind. He gently ran his hands down Iason’s legs, wanting to take in every inch of Iason’s body, and burn the images into his memory. Yes, Iason’s beautiful body, naked, aroused and longing to be fucked was now his.

“Spread your legs a bit more,” Riki pushed one of Iason’s legs towards his body, as he slowly penetrated his cock, sinking completely into his lover’s tight grip. Iason moaned, as he closed his eyes, his body was on fire. Riki reached beneath Iason with one hand, and wrapped it around his taut member, stroking it gently to life, as he thrust into his Blondie lover.

“Oh, Iason, you are so fucking tight...your cock is hot and feels so good in my hand. I want to ram it in hard, and make you cry out your passion…”

Riki's words, down and dirty, were too much, Iason began his inner squeezing technique which drove Riki wild with lust. Iason did all he could to hold on, but with Riki pounding him mercilessly with his cock, and stroking him expertly with his hand, he could not wait another moment

“Oh love, you’ve gone too far…uhn…I don’t think...I will last…much longer…” Iason gasped, as the force of his thrusts pushed him over the edge.

“Iason, come for me, let me hear your cries! Reach for me, here, in my heart, I’m not going to let you go…not ever.”

Iason’s low sex cry began to rise in volume, he felt his essence rise, his heart was pounding faster, and harder than Riki’s hand, giving him a glorious send off. Riki began to tremble with his own climax as he grunted with each thrust, now stroking Iason with such urgency, they both cried out and erupted in a glorious release.

Riki held Iason tight, “Don’t go- Iason hang on to me, listen to my voice; don’t retreat, don’t lose focus.”

Iason reached around, and pulled Riki over his hip and embraced him against his chest, breathing hard as they both fought to remain in that moment, in the light.

“Iason, listen to me, I need you to try and tell me what you remember, but stay in the light, don’t retreat in to the darkness. I know you’re injured, and you said you’re sedated, what can you tell me about the one’s who captured you?”

Iason focused his mind, and began to recall the attack, and the voices of men around him. Riki listened as Iason recalled the doctor’s name, Victor, speaking to Darius, the Commander of the vessel they were on. Iason felt the darkness looming just out of sight, trying to pull him away from Riki's warm glow.

“Riki, they are using mind blocks to keep me sedated, then I guess they needed to treat my injuries and induced a coma. The doctor has experience in the function and manipulation of the brain, because he has stimulated the pleasure center of my mind, and for the life of me, I keep recalling our intimate sessions- I can’t help it- which is why I had a difficult time distinguishing between real, and imagined thoughts of you.”

Riki smiled, “So I guess you’ve been getting off in your head since we’ve been apart huh? No wonder you went off so hard, you’re so easily aroused my Blondie Master,” Riki teased. “Well now you have this intimate session, to keep you preoccupied while we plan your rescue.”

Iason grew serious, “Oh love; I don’t want you to go, I don’t want to lose you again. I was so distraught seeing you unconscious on the Ios; it’s so difficult to think how you’ve suffered, on what should have been our Holiday.”

Iason looked away and began to fade.

“Iason! Don’t retreat! Stay with me, you need to stay with me, and focus; I know you are tired, and this is taxing your body, but you need to try and remain with me.” Iason looked at Riki, his dark eyes were searching Iason’s face for his attention. “This Darius guy, who sent him, do you know?”

Iason wrinkled his brow, “He did mention someone…a ‘Council of Elders.’ Apparently my kidnapping was their idea, but it did not go as planned, and I was injured. Where they are taking me I do not know, however, I’m supposed to heal by the time I get there, according to their physician. My guess is they used Accelerator to speed up the healing, by the look of your wounds…that is …my wounds.”

Riki closed his eyes, “That would explain the sudden sharp pain in my head, and the ringing in my ears. If it wasn’t for your Attendant - Jathan- who put that healing ointment on me, I guess it would have been worse.”

Iason’s eyes became wet with tears, imagining how Riki must have suffered all alone after the attack, and worse, with the appearance of his injuries. “Oh Pet, we fought the last time I saw you...I...regret the words we spoke.”

Riki touched his lips with is hand, “Now let’s not go there Iason, it was just me being me. I at least know you are alive, and I’d gladly go through it all over again, so long as I knew you were truly alive. Iason, I was so worried, I thought you were dead. If it wasn’t for this link, I wouldn’t have been unable to bear the thought of you gone from my life. I never thought I’d welcome this much pain, as I have.”

Iason gently kissed him, prodding his lips open. Riki’s lips quivered; a muffled sob escaped, as his eyes filled with tears, he just couldn’t hold it in any longer. Iason held him tight, as Riki sobbed, his body trembled, and Iason too gave way to tears.

They embraced for sometime, until Riki noticed Iason had begun to fade.

“Iason!”

Iason reached out with his hands, “Riki, something is wrong, I think I’m being awaken...”

Riki reached for Iason, “Iason, I’ll search you out again, don’t use the Halo, I’ll do it ok? You’re still injured; these headaches won’t help you heal!”

Iason nodded, “Yes, your right of course; search me out Riki, perhaps by then I’ll know the identity of my captors. Please have Odi and Petros help you- don’t look for me on your own- obey me on this Riki. I can’t bear the thought of you being subjected to further injury, or worse- to be killed. Until we meet again, I love you...Riki.”

Iason faded, as Riki stared at the spot where Iason last stood, he floated there in the warm light then found himself being shaken frantically by Petros.

“Riki, awaken boy; you must breath!”

Riki was standing, in the hot springs being held up by Petros, who was in a panic, pushing against Riki’s abdomen trying to force air into his lungs. Riki had stopped breathing the final moments prior to fading out of his mind’s eye; he could see Odi, Jathan and Tai waiting on the edge of the hot springs, anxiously looking at him. Tai just about pulled his hair out, looking quite animated. They were relieved when Petros waved at them, to let them know he was alright.

“Riki…” Petros spoke in a hushed voice, “You and Lord Mink are….lovers…is that not so?”

Riki's face was already several shades of red trying to catch his breath, but blushed a bit more as he looked at the Sage.

“Yes, we are.”

Riki looked at Petros with nowhere to hide the fact, that he had just ejaculated not once, but twice in the springs while linked to Iason. Petros had swiftly turned him around while he was “preoccupied” with Iason, to spare his dignity. Not to mention, being caught off guard by Riki’s aroused state, making the elderly Sage avert his eyes away from the lovers.

Riki whispered, “Did you see us?”

It was now Petros’ turn to blush, “Frankly, I had no choice in the matter, I was merely here to strengthen your link. I tried not to see, but it was impossible. You and Iason share a bond unlike any I’ve ever witnessed. You both have achieved an enlightened, and elevated link through meditation; a skill that has enabled your link to surpass the mental, and physical limits one achieves through Agetha’s Halo, or as we call it ‘Armah’s Love.’”

Riki looked sheepishly at Petros and whispered, “Will you always see us? I mean, Iason and I will be linked again later on …as you heard.” Riki smiled weakly.

“No. Thank Armah. Once you are stronger, you can enter the hot springs by yourself. I think I’ve had enough stimulation for one day. You and Iason are very.. um...well intimate. Are you always so?”

Riki, feeling quite embarrassed, seeing Petros as a father-figure, didn’t feel comfortable answering such intimate questions, considering he just woke up, and found himself in his arms holding him in the hot springs.

“Well, yeah, we are. I love him more than life itself.”

“And it appears that Lord Mink feels the same for you,” Petros smiled, making Riki feel more at ease. “Now, let’s get you out and get you rested and restored; you are not out of danger yet Riki, the hot springs have restored your body, however, your mind is still very weak. It took a great deal out of me to assist in maintaining your link with Iason. You have suffered much, considering what you have been through the past day or so. I am surprised by your stamina in the realm you and Iason share. I will help you get ready for your next link, so first things first- a good meal and rest.”

Riki smiled at the graying Sage, immediately liking this man who spoke with kindness and wisdom. Having grown up in an orphanage, Riki had few positive influences in his life, and felt an instant bond towards the Elder. Petros carried Riki to the edge, where Odi waited to help him out. He was still weak at the knees, and Odi immediately swept him off his feet into his arms; he held him while Jathan, Tai and Marcus stared at Riki’s body, and were amazed that all his wounds had healed.

Riki felt his mind was a jumbled mess, there was just so much that needed to be processed in his head. He agreed with Petros, that he needed to sort these things out, if he was to be of any help to Iason. He now felt no resentment at the thought of becoming a “tool” as he did earlier; no, he wanted and needed to be ready for Iason, having been given a purpose in this matter, a reason to yet live for the sake of the one he loved. While he was ecstatic that Iason was indeed alive, he was still was gone- and injured.

“Are you three going to dry him off, or just stand there gawking at us?” Odi grumbled.

“Oh yes, forgive us Odi,” Jathan immediately retrieved some towels from the bench and passed one to Marcus. Riki was dried and dressed in a warm soft robe; then Odi lifted him once again in his arms, and began to head up the long stairwell towards the Estate.

Riki began to protest, “I’m not an invalid Odi! I can walk on my own you know, put me down!”

Odi smiled back at Riki, happy to see the little guy well enough to complain; having worried just moments earlier, fearing he was about to expire.

“Yeah, you may feel a bit better Riki, but we need you to rest, you were almost gone there for a moment.”

“We were frantic, you really know how to get one’s blood pumping,” Tai chimed in.

Riki grinned to himself when Tai mentioned one’s blood pumping, as he replayed his encounter with Iason in their mind’s eye. He felt hope in his heart once again, given a reason to live, when he was so grieved over the loss of Iason. Iason was waiting for him, and their love was stronger than ever before. He would not rest, until Iason was back safely in his arms.

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Petros sat in the grand hall of the Estate near the fireplace, having put Riki to bed for the night. He pondered over all that took place in the hot springs, as if he was gazing at the stars attempting to foretell the future. He watched the flames in the fireplace dance, as the candles had flickered during Riki’s link to Iason. He never expecting in his lifetime, to witness an event such as the one he saw. He knew something incredible was coming to pass that no one, not even the Council of Elders, expected to come from Amoi. And he was in the thick of it.

Although Riki was happy and relieved that Iason was alive, the trauma of the past two days had taken a toll on the little Pet. Petros would wait until morning to question him about the link; he was certain Riki would cooperate. His heart went out to him, having seen the injuries he suffered through his Master’s link with him; but he also felt a surge of respect and admiration, in the way he handled what could only be described, as life-threatening injuries.

No pain medication, could even begin to take the sting out of the trauma he suffered; the hot springs proved to be yet another indication, that he was in the presence of history in the making; of destined events written thousands of years ago being fulfilled in his lifetime, and for his strength, the little mongrel Pet from Midas truly showed his worth.

He was a witness to their intimate reunion, but could not hear what was being said. He was kept at a distance at the edge of a wall of wind- a tempest that seemed to engulf the two lovers; it was a sight to see them both surrounded by the Golden Veil of Armah’s Love. He was the first to witness, what has only been written in the Ancient Texts found at the numerous excavations throughout the quadrant, filled with myth, folklore, tales told over the warmth of a fire. All this paled in comparison to what he saw with his own mind’s eye.

He saw the darkness vanish from around Iason, who seemed weightless in a sea of darkness. Then Riki’s appearance repelled the darkness in a whirlwind, as the sun chases the night away. Then in a moment of serene calmness, saw the scene changed to the master bedroom; it was amazing to see them together in the room he had just laid Riki to rest in.

He remembered feeling anxious, as he could not hear the words they exchanged, but was awed by the sight of their lovemaking. He could not help but blush a crimson red as Iason took Riki, and then more arousing, was the sight of Riki, taking the beautiful Blondie with such intensity, he felt his heart would stop beating as he held his breath.

Oh, he would love to enter the hot springs again with Riki, if just to get a glimpse of Armah’s Love; what wouldn’t anyone give for such an experience as that? He thought privately. This brought up the one disturbing piece of information that Riki did tell him about; that of the Council of Elders being the responsible party in Iason’s abduction, and subsequent injury.

There was much to be discussed when he returned to the Elder Class on the Island of Elders; questions that might cause the dust to stir in the Ancient Halls of Aristia, and echo throughout the known quadrant.

Petros reflected on Iason, the young Blondie who made such an impression on him, from the moment he stepped foot on Aristia so many years ago. The Opening Ceremonies aside, he spotted the young Amoian enjoying the many dishes laid before him, as if he were a child in a candy store. Amused, he decided to meet the handsome Blondie from the planet run by a machine.

“May I join you, Lord Mink?” Petros bowed politely, at the young man as he sampled a glass of Aristian Red Emperor.

Iason raised his gaze, smiling politely, “To whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?” Iason graciously spoke.

Petros smiled, “My name is Petros, I am a Sage and member of the Elder Class of Aristia. It is a pleasure to welcome you to Aristia, Lord Mink.” Petros bowed once again before sitting down across from Iason. “How do you like the cuisine?”

Iason’s eyes lit up, “I find the food superb, and the wines are the best I’ve ever tasted.” Iason pointed to the beautifully decorated centerpiece adorned with flowers; their sensual scent permeated the air around him mixing with the spice, one of Aristia’s main exports.

“I have never been so taken with a new world, as I have with Aristia. It is like a fine gem suspended in space. The many sights and sounds of this day alone, have made my journey here worth it. I’ve been told, that civilization on Aristia is ancient, dating back thousands of years before the inception of Jupiter herself, filled with many archaeological sites and treasures. I have a penchant for Archeology you see, and requested this assignment hoping to view such sites on my trip.”

Petros listened to young Mink as he shared his experience at the excavation sites on Amoi, hoping to compare both cultures. A young server pushing a cart full of desserts came to remove the dishes off the table, as he prepared to serve the sweet smelling treats. Petros pointed to his choice speaking in his native tongue. Iason smiled as he pointed at a pastry-like roll filled with local berries and topped off with a whipped cream made from spices he’d never heard of.

“I’ll take the pastry near your left hand- berries you said? What type of berries?” Iason spoke nearly fluent Aristian, which took both Petros and the server by surprise. He was served the pastry and a fresh cup of coffee.

Petros smiled, “You speak Aristian? Where did you learn our language?” The server placed the desired dessert and bowed as he excused himself.

Iason tasted the pastry and closed his eyes, “This is wonderful, I have never tasted anything like these berries!” Iason looked like a young child tasting sweets for the very first time. This pleased Petros, who took an immediate liking to this young Blondie.

“I learned to speak many languages at the Academy, I have a talent for Languages, they seem to flow through my mind with almost instant comprehension.” He smiled at Petros who was fascinated; listening intently as Iason spoke several languages to him all explaining what he was tasting.

“You mentioned an interest in Archeology, we have many sites currently being worked on, which are inaccessible to the general public, except for members of the Elder Class. Perhaps I can arrange a tour during your stay?”

Iason was so excited, he slurped his coffee burning his lip, which made him inhale and choke. Petros laughed as he patted the young Blondie on the back helping him breathe after nearly choking. Iason turned several shades of red and lost all composure, hanging on to Petros' arm to steady him. After a few moments, Iason regain his composure and smiled sheepishly at Petros, who believed he had never taken such a liking to anyone, like he did Iason at that very moment. There was an alluring charisma that beamed from Iason’s beautiful sapphire eyes.

Several days had passed, and Iason was quite weary of all the Delegates vying for his attention. It seemed he was always in demand at these conferences, and couldn’t for the life of him, figure out why he attracted so much attention. “Raul would have a fit if he saw all these people hovering about inviting me to their suites for one thing or another.” he thought to himself, not mistaking some of those glances given him by some of the Delegates.

He was pleased to receive an invitation the next day, to tour the dig site with Petros. He could hardly get a wink of sleep the night before just thinking about it. He dressed in more fitting attire suitable for his excursion, which comprised of khaki trousers with several pockets for tools, a white peasant shirt laced with ties about the neck and knee high black boots; his hair was pulled back and tied with leather straps. He looked more like an explorer, than the Head of the Syndicate.

When he arrived at the site, he was greeted by Petros and several other men. Iason was absolutely beaming with anticipation as he was introduced by Petros. “Lord Mink, these men are Elder’s Karlin and Quentyn, my colleagues and fellow members of the Elder Class.”

The men bowed and greeted Iason, “Welcome Young Lord, we were told you had an interest in Ancient Archeology, can you tell us why?”

Iason stared back at the three Elders, not expecting to be interrogated.“I don’t understand the meaning of your question?” Iason seemed taken aback by this, “If you mean to ask why I’m interested in general, I suppose it’s because to me, the understanding of the past can often teach the present inhabitants what the future may hold for them,”

Karlin pondered his response as he looked Iason from head to toe trying to size up the young Blondie. Quentin was more subtle in his inquiry, “Lord Mink, what have you learned in your exploration of Ancient Civilizations?”

Iason was now certain their questions were leading to something, and took his time answering him. “I have learned that the greatest accomplishments by those who lived in the past, were symbolic as to the people that evolved from them, who now live in the present. The kings of old on Amoi were one of the most powerful, and prosperous civilizations in the entire sector. A race of Warriors and Intellectuals, who lifted their people to great heights, in the time they ruled over the planet. Yet they were brought down to their knees and subjugated by the very tool of their intellect, and were lost by forces unseen. These unknown forces drove them to civil war and strife, and eventually, to their own destruction. Those who survived, were the ones who relied on technology, and a heightened intelligence, that led to the creation of Jupiter.”

Petros studied the young man, seeing him highly intelligent for his age, yet he took into consideration that his creation came by Jupiter; a sentient intellect that knew no bounds, which brought Blondie’s into the world to control and govern its inhabitants. A world filled with a segregated population of privilege and poverty. But was young Mink a drone, created to follow orders without question, or was he a man bred to think as an intellectual; independent of in-bred controls and manufactured obedience?

It was certain that Iason had made an impression upon the Elders as Karlin now spoke. “I understand what you speak of, however, what do you think this unseen force was? Did you discover any record of this force, or how it destroyed the Ancient world on Amoi?”

“That is what fascinates me. I have found no real record that point to specific events, that could have led to the destruction of that ancient civilization. There are many hieroglyphics of a religious nature pointing to a future event similar to that which brought down the rulers of Ancient Amoi; however they fail to describe it. There is an endless amount of folklore that permeate Amoi, mostly in the lower classes filled with myths and legends.”

Quentyn now spoke “We have similar findings on Aristia, however, we are a people of peace, spirituality and enlightenment, most if not all the sites we have explored on Aristia speak of a race destined to rule all worlds; such are the people who follow The Flame Within”

Iason recalled a similar saying found in the ruins near Menus Quentu, painted on murals and inner chambers. Iason had found such writing intriguing, and often pondered its meaning with regards the civilization at the time. The Elders began to lead Iason down into one of the excavation sites; an inner chamber lit up by torches. On the walls were many hieroglyphics similar in nature to those found on Amoi. Iason recognized a particular set of hieroglyphics and began to read it.

“The Flame will burn one’s hands if held too tight” Iason gasped; it was identical to the ancient saying found on the many walls and murals at excavation sites at Menus Quentu. He looked at the three Elders, as they seem to be studying his face to see what his reaction would be.

Petros approached Iason, “We of the Elder Class, have never permitted an outsider to view our ruins, as they are considered sacred ground. But as I informed the Elder Class of your Archaeological interests, they wanted to meet you. There is more to this proverb, however, we were unsure if you would be the one- considering your position on Amoi, and the fact that you are a Blondie.”

Iason was silent, feeling he may have placed himself in a position of danger, by venturing out without security. He didn’t think he’d need it, considering how well he perceived Petros as a father figure, more than an acquaintance. He looked intently at Karlin and Quentyn.

Karlin spoke “I see you are now on your guard Lord Mink, do you feel threatened by us? I assure you, we mean you no harm; in fact quite the opposite. We believe, Armah leads all in the path one should walk, and he has seen fit to lead you to us; to this site, for you to witness your future.”

Iason looked intently at the three, “I don’t understand how an Ancient Proverb, could possibly have anything to do with me- as I am a Blondie Elite from Amoi, never having set foot on Aristia before today.”

Iason was confused by all that was spoken, he was an Elite Blondie bred to serve as Counsel for Jupiter, as Head of the Syndicate; not some Lost Son of an Ancient Civilization, destined for who knows what? Iason would not remember this conversation ever took place, for as he began to walk towards the entrance of the site, he fainted.

Present Day...

Petros walked to the master bedroom to look in on Riki, who was fast asleep. He couldn’t help but think of that day many years ago. “I know this to be true,” he thought out loud, “Iason is the Flame- the one prophesied in the Ancient Texts; and Riki- Riki must be the Tempest,” he murmured quietly to himself.

This information must be the reason Lord Mink was attacked. But, no one has knowledge of what transpired between Iason and his Pet Riki, and he was certain no one other than himself, witnessed The Veil of Armah’s Love. Petros' heart felt as if it would burst with excitement, but also with much anxiety. For this one thing is most important…Riki needed to be protected, for knowledge of his role would certainly put him in danger. And second, Iason and Riki must be reunited.

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Victor continued to monitor Iason’s progress, he had been in a state of panic when all the monitors begun to sound the alarm. He had just retired to his quarters with a glass of brandy before going to bed, when the alarms sounded off, requiring his immediate attention back in the medical center. He rushed down and came upon a most curious site. Something had changed in Iason’s brain activity, indicating a heightened awareness- as if Iason had tapped into a new source of stimuli. His heart rate was quite elevated, and his body would tense and relax as if he were vigorously active in some sort of physical activity. His breathing labored and even stopped several times for several moments then started once more on his own. Victor was quite confused.

It wasn’t until he noticed the readings from the sensors connected to the pleasure center of the brain, that he figured out why Lord Mink was in such a state. As he checked his pulse, he noticed his patient’s rather rigid erection, and decided to monitor this event close up. This was not the first time since he stimulated Iason’s pleasure center via the cerebral monitors, that his patient dreamed of something sexual; he wondered if he would have the pleasure of witnessing Iason’s charms once again. And since none of the crew was about, having retired to their quarters, he was confident he would not be disturbed.

He sat down and made himself comfortable, untying his trouser flap and pleasured himself with slow strokes, as he saw Iason’s cock spring up. He wondered if Lord Mink was engaged with the same lover as the first time, having witnessed his pleasure then, and finding the handsome Blondie irresistible. He couldn’t let his own arousal go without satisfaction, especially with his extremely alluring patient. Once again, he dared to uncover his comatose patient to view up close; the completely sprung Blondie, and witness his breathing intensify as his face betrayed the ecstasy of his climax.

Victor bit his lip wishing he could do more than just see, he wanted to taste, touch and most definitely feel all the strength behind the man in his care. He just about lost his seed once again, as Iason breathed in deep and held his breath, wondering who was giving this stunning man, the pleasure he witnessed on his face. Then something unexpected occurred, Iason climaxed and almost immediately acquired a second erection without missing a beat. Victor grew rather jealous of this mystery lover; he couldn’t help but envy such a person, knowing he held such a place in this person’s life.

He cursed his perverted weakness, being a hard core voyeur, often sitting in the command room late at night, when no one was around to view the security monitors linked to the bath halls and sleeping quarters. His favorite subject was the Commander, Darius. He would often follow his whereabouts, to hopefully get a glimpse of him in the showers, having more than once, caught the good Commander pleasuring himself. He dared to think he intentionally masturbated in the shower stall nearest to the security feed, leading him to believe he did this just for his viewing pleasure, or otherwise catch him engaged with one of the many lovers he brings to his bed.

It was no great secret that he was such a perverted voyeur, and willing lover, as Darius had enjoyed the good doctor on many occasions, and loved to tease him with his slow strokes, making Victor whimper with frustration as Darius rubbed his swollen cock against his often making the aroused physician beg for penetration.

The sound of someone coming down the corridor, made the doctor immediately cover up his activities and Iason’s rather large erection, hoping no one would notice the raised sheet. Suddenly Darius walked into the medical center finding Victor reading Iason’s medical chart, giving the appearance of being nothing more than a doctor monitoring a patient.

Darius gave the doctor a slight smile, “Ah Victor, what brings you here so late at night, I thought you would have retired for the evening?” Darius glanced at Iason. “How is our special guest doing?” Darius had a twinkle in his eye, and a hint of mischief hid beneath the cool tone of his commanding voice.

Victor acted as if nothing was amiss, as he answered, “Yes, I received a page in my quarters that Lord Mink’s monitors had gone off. I was just going over his vitals; he seems to be doing quite well. The Accelerator did speed up his healing; bones are mending in his left arm and leg, his ribs are also healing nicely and most important, his head wound shows a great deal of progress. The scull fractures are almost healed, and the bruising and lacerations over 70% of his body are all but gone. Overall, he is on the mend and ahead of schedule.”

Darius looked over Iason’s body stopping to notice his erection; he stood next to the doctor, letting his arm brush the doctor’s just a bit, giving the doctor a jolt. “And this? Is there some reason why his cock is sprung so?” Darius spoke so close to Victor’s ear, he could feel his warm breath on his neck, making the young doctor shiver.

Victor felt the heat rise in his cheeks, “Yes, er.. His state of arousal is due to the stimulus to the pleasure center of his brain. I did that to prevent the pain receptors from ... um … reaching his brain due to the extent of his injuries…because acknowledging them … um the trauma that is …would have caused undue stress to his body, which was already in a compromised state due to the scull fractures.” Victor’s brow was wet with sweat, having to tap dance around the issue, hoping that would satisfy the Commander’s question.

Darius continued to poke at the flustered doctor “Isn’t that what the mental blocks are for?” Darius looked at Victor’s lips as the doctor’s breathing betrayed his aroused state; as Darius remained up close in his face looking at Victor’s eyes as he turned his head averting his gaze.

Victor continued, hoping the Commander would get bored with the medical details and leave him to his mission; that is, the relief of a very pressing erection he was hoping would go unnoticed.

“The mental blocks prevent Lord Mink from reaching awareness to stimulate his own body to awaken. His physiology is unique, so the normal brain activity of say, you or I, would only require at most one mental block; however, Lord Mink turned out to be quite a challenge, I’ve literally had to convince his body to sleep by inducing the coma, and as you saw for yourself, that was not enough. The number of mental blocks needed to keep him under exceeds even what I thought would be enough. I’ve given him subliminal commands through no less that four monitors; each programmed to simultaneously fill his mind with distracting data- thus the aroused state.

I’ve deprived him of the sense of time in darkness, given him despair by treading water alone; and to keep his spirit down he can’t hear anything, even his own heartbeat. Since sexual stimulation takes over most of our body’s senses, I found this the best course for him, to keep his vitals stimulated enough to heal his Accelerated treatment.”

Victor was pleased with his quick thinking, as all he was saying was the truth. He hoped it would be enough. And now he pressed his luck.

“He really is a complicated piece of work, his mind is so complex, it’s almost like working with a computer. My experience with Amoian Blondie’s never revealed such information; Jupiter kept her secrets deep, even from those of us who carried out the blending of the Blondie’s DNA. Lord Mink is unique; really quite fascinating…”

Darius pressed his body against Victor’s and suddenly took his mouth, kissing him so long and hard the air-deprived doctor gasped to catch his breath. With wide-eyes Victor pushed Darius away.

“Commander?”

“Oh Victor, tsk, tsk. You are quite the sexual deviant aren’t you? Giving me all this really fascinating information which is really useless to me- to hide the real reason for you’re late visit to the medical center.” Darius stared at the now very nervous Victor.

“I’m certain I don’t know what you are talking about,” Victor spoke, hoping to bluff his way out of being found out.

“Is no one safe from your voyeuristic exploits? Secretly watching the men bathe over the bath hall monitors, even the crew’s sleeping quarters?” Darius took a step forward and ran a finger down his cheek.

Victor turned and walked away from Darius trying to act unaffected by the Commander’s advances. “As I said, I came to the med-center because the monitor’s alarms had gone off, there is no other reason but what I’ve already explained.”

A dark sneer came over the Commander’s face “Oh but I do know you Victor, you love to watch. I’ve seen the way you gaze at the men, always pretending as if you didn’t notice them. You love to see them pleasure themselves in the bath hall all wet and excited, watching as they stroke their cocks.”

Darius walked around Victor who stood rooted to the ground; he dared not look Darius in the eye less he betray his anxiety. Then Darius boldly placed his hand over Victor’s crotch, finding the young physician sporting a rather impressive erection- one that up to this point was hidden by his lab coat.

“What is this?” Darius rubbed his hand over the shocked doctor’s hard-on. “Are you so easily aroused Victor? Did Lord Mink’s charms arouse you? He is quite stunning is he not? Let’s take a look together shall we?”

Victor had a horrified expression, as Darius walked towards the comatose Iason and began to pull the sheet off him.

“NO! That is not necessary, please leave Lord Mink be. I’m the one at fault; please don’t do it!” cried the embarrassed young physician.

Darius laughed slowly, “Yes, it is your fault; let’s punish you, I’m sure you will enjoy it being the naughty doctor that you are” Darius suddenly grabbed Victor by the scruff of his neck and slammed him over an empty bed, stripping the frightened doctor of his clothes. Darius removed his belt and folding it in half struck the cowering doctor across his exposed ass.

Victor did his best not to cry out, as this was part of the game he and the Commander played. But this was different, Darius often teased his young lover over his roving eye, not really caring whom he bed- as long as it was part of the game. However, this was not one of those times.

“I WILL ONLY WARN YOU THIS ONE TIME- LORD MINK IS OFF LIMIT’S VICTOR!” Darius hissed as he continued to strike the doctor, ignoring his pleas for the punishment to end, as red welts began to appear on his punished backside.

“I’m sorry Darius- it won’t happen again!” Victor’s voice trembled as he attempted to look over his shoulder; tears streamed down his face, frightened, as he looked at Darius with wide eyes.

Darius stood breathing hard, his teeth clenched with anger. “Ah, but this has happened before, has it not? Did you think you were the only one who looked at the monitors, hmm?”

Victor felt a chill down his spine, as he listened to Darius fume. “Yes, indeed, I’ve been watching you- and your voyeuristic exploits of watching me. You seem to really come alive as I pleasure myself and others in the bath hall; I’ve seen how you care so intimately for your patient’s, though I never knew fucking them, was a prescribed remedy in treating what ails one.”

Darius ended the doctor’s strapping and came up behind him, and pressed his body against the doctor’s newly punished ass, enjoying the hot flesh beneath him making Victor howl his misery. Darius deftly untied his trouser flap and pulled his rigid erection, that now begged for attention. He stroked it skillfully then leaned over and whispered into Victor’s ear, “Let me help you work off some of your sexual tension love.” The Commander then spun Victor around and hissed, “Down on your knees- suck on me the way you would one of your eager conquests.”

Victor placed one of his hands around the Commander’s swollen cock and opened his mouth and eagerly licked the head which had leaked a bit of pre-ejaculatory fluid in his excitement. “Mmm, yes, that’s it- this is what you wanted wasn’t it?” Darius began to thrust into Victor’s mouth placing his hands on his head and slowly, deliberately, pressed into the eager young doctor’s mouth. The aroused Victor was beside himself with pleasure, feeling a bit relieved the Commander had moved on to the sex; meaning is anger was dissipating…or so he thought.

He caressed Darius’ ass hungrily, devouring the handsome Commander as he pulled his cheeks apart suggestively, wanting to push a finger up his hot entrance. But Darius had other plans, when he suddenly pulled his head back by his hair and forced him to stand up.

“Over the bed my eager lover, bend over now!”

Darius looking pleased with the doctor’s red ass, then stuck two fingers in his mouth and penetrated Victor with one finger, then another wiggling them a bit to prepare Victor for a good fucking. He spread his legs apart more, then pressed his throbbing member at the entrance of Victors’ inner sanctum and thrust in rather violently, causing the unsuspecting doctor to gasp and cry out. He began to piston against him with barbaric thrusts.

“I will repeat myself only once Victor…you are…NEVER…to lay….a hand….on Lord Mink…again!Unless…..to treat... his wounds….is….that….clear?!” Darius dug his hands into Victor’s hips for a better grip, as he punctuated his threat with each thrust into the whimpering doctor.

Victor winced and grunted with each thrust, although he and Darius often enjoyed their game filled with aggressive lovemaking, this was not to be one of those times, the Commander was serious and Victor knew he had crossed the line.

“Yes, I understand,” Victor whispered in defeat.

Darius feeling his essence rise began to softly stroke the back of Victor’s legs, and then reached under him to take hold of his cock, which had surprisingly lost its erection due to the strapping he endured. Darius frowned feeling perhaps he went too far. Perhaps he pitied his sex-crazed lover a bit; he was excellent in bedroom when it came to their game, but he never lost his erection over a strapping.

But the Commander had to nip this in the bud. Victor was not to touch Iason; no one was to touch him. There were boundaries to be set, and Victor’s insatiable appetite for coital congress was at times trying to the Commander.

He began to stroke Victor’s cock with expert precision, knowing how much he loved to be stroked while being fucked. He took his other hand and gently caressed his back. He leaned over him and whispered in his ear, “Let’s give you what you really wanted love, would you like that? Tell me what you want.”

Victor now eagerly aroused by the Commander’s change of tone relaxed a bit, although his ass felt as if hot coals were dancing on it he replied, “R-ram it in hard, I want to…feel your stiff cock inside me…uh...yesss, just like that, now stroke me faster…ahhh!”

Darius was on the brink when Victor climaxed, sending the Commander over the edge as he cried out his pleasure. Darius thrust once or twice as he enjoyed the residual spasms of his release.

Victor, who was still breathing hard, said in a quiet voice, “I’m sorry Darius, will you forgive me?”

Darius pulled out and turned the young man around giving him a gentle smile showing no signs of anger, “Yes love, I forgive you.”

They dressed and began to exit the medical center. As they walked by Iason they noticed Iason’s lips moving; Victor looked at the many monitors with a concern, “He will awaken soon, I dare not place him under anymore mind blocks. He has healed quite a bit these past two days, responding well to the Accelerator, so perhaps I’ll awaken him from his coma slowly, once we have set up the proper security around him.”

Darius frowned as he looked upon Iason, “He should not have suffered so Victor, he may not be too pleased with us, once he awakens; this will definitely set us back. The Council of Elders eagerly await his arrival, but Lord Mink may not be so cooperative, considering the outcome of this mission.” Darius sighed, hoping all was not lost.

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