Ankoku
Ikari was enraged but at least he had found his pet. Sleeping with that fairy. He wasn't pleased but it would be simple to get him out and that other drake would have to come as well. Slowly Ikari opened a window of the small shack, looking in at Daemon, Kumo, and the fairy who he hated.
"Come Daemon, come." He whispered, weaving a spell with his words, "Bring the boy."
Without a thought Daemon complied, slinking carefully out of Nyoku's arms and picking up the still sleeping Kumo. Without a word of protest Daemon went to Ikari and together the three of them left. Nyoku felt something was missing not from the place itself but from him from deep inside him he woke up abruptly.
"Daemon? Kumo?" They were gone.
The pounding of running feet sounded throughout the house as he searched franticly. Nyoku launched out of the place he called home and sped over the forest not a damn trace of his new pet and patient. A loud moan sounded through the cave as Daemon kissed Ikari.
The older drake pounded into him, "You are mine Daemon." He growled, raking his nails down his back.
Kumo whimpered, hanging in chains from the wall, body bruised and bloody. He was being forced to watch as Daemon and Ikari enjoyed themselves. Something was wrong with Daemon, he wasn't acting like himself. Tears streamed down Kumo's face and he cried softly. Nyoku calmed his mind and probed for Kumo's emotions slowly carefully. Kumo was confused, upset. He didn't understand, tears laid tracks down his face as he watched. He caught just a fragment to the west.
Kumo, Kumo is that you? He created the mental link to the boy.
Kumo's mind was in turmoil and Nyoku's voice just made him cry even more, not understanding what was going on. He thought he was going mad. He took the innocent fear as a beacon from Kumo and flew towards it quickly. Daemon wrapped his arms around Ikari and nuzzled against him, kissing at his throat softly. The look on Kumo's face made Ikari laugh softly and he nibbled on Daemon's ear lovingly. A dark looking building came into view as he passed another clearing. Kumo and Daemon's scent was practically radiating off it. He landed softly and entered his war blade in hand, he smelled Ikari as well. Ikari looked up at him over Daemon's shoulder as the younger nibbled on his throat softly.
A malicious smile spread across his face, "Hello fairy." He teased.
He couldn't accept what he saw, he didn't want to. "What did you do to Kumo?" Nyoku cooed to him dangerously.
Ikari smiled and stroked Daemon's hair, "He's safe." He purred, nuzzling against Daemon, his hands sliding down his back.
"Not while he's here. And you did something to Daemon as well?" Nyoku tried not to gag as Daemon moaned from his touch.
Daemon shuddered slightly, rocking his hips against him, "Please, more, master." He groaned.
Nyoku laughed mockingly. "Ikari can't you smell him? Do you really want something I've been inside?" Nyoku shifted a bit towards Kumo.
He chuckled, "Can't you see? I've removed your scent completely fae. He's mine, now and forever." He cooed mockingly, "Hush pet, I'll take you soon enough." He cooed soothingly into Daemon's ear, "He's there." He tilted his head to the wall, "Don't touch the noble." He said as Nyoku got closer. He maneuvered Daemon over to Kumo; "Maybe I should have Daemon work on our little one here." He teased.
"Daemon wouldn't touch him he has too much respect for him." Nyoku hoped so at least.
"Daemon will do anything for me, won't you pet?" He asked with a smile.
"Yes master." He whispered, pressing against him.
"Brain-washing Bastard!" Nyoku screamed in frustration. "Daemon never wanted you."
"He does now. My sweet pet wants only me. He's forgotten about you."
"I couldn't give a damn if he wants me. I care only for the boy now give him to me." It hurt to say it Nyoku knew it wasn't true.
Ikari laughed, "But he's such a sweet boy." He stroked his hair softly, "Very well." He removed the chains, letting Kumo fall to the ground.
Nyoku transported himself there instantly picking him up and shielding him. "And what you where too afraid to face me awake to get them?" he taunted.
Kumo immediately scampered over to Nyoku and clung to him, reopening wounds on his back and shoulders, a large gash went through one of his eyes.
Ikari chuckled, "No, I would have, but this was far more enjoyable."
It will be all right Kumo I'm sending you to my Master okay? Nyoku vanished Kumo to his master's house quickly, "Then face me now you Prick." Nyoku almost sang to him.
Kumo cried softly, Nyoku, Kumo needs Nyoku.
Stay there Kumo please.
He laughed and rubbed against Daemon before whispering in his ear. Daemon nodded and walked away, going through a door, "I'll face you."
Kumo cried, Kumo needs Nyoku. He wailed.
"You’ll leave the boy out of it?" He questioned slowly, Kumo I'll be there soon I need to get back Daemon.
"My pet will still be here. I'm not going to use him as a shield."
Kumo cried some more, "That's all I ask." He screeched his war cry.
Ikari laughed and a black spiritual blade appeared in his hand, "You are strange fae." Nyoku rushed him vanishing in mid-stride appearing behind him opening a gash in his wing before he retaliated. Ikari laughed, his wing automatically mending, Daemon's scream could be heard from the other room, "Hurt me again, I dare you." He laughed, swinging and slicing into his cheek.
"I said leave him out of it!" He cursed the bastard silently.
"I did leave him out of it. He isn't even in the room." He twirled the blade and held it to his wrist, "What would happen if I did this?" Nyoku cursed and blasted the blade by his hand into dust, trying to pick the link out of Daemon's mind without harming him. He laughed, "You can't undo it. Give me one good reason I should give him up." He said, re-summoning his blade.
Nyoku steeled himself "You can have me." He looked at him straight in the eyes.
Ikari raised an eyebrow, "Really? Hmmm." He approached slowly and circled him, "But for how long?"
"How long do you want me?" Nyoku tried not to puke right then and there.
Soft fingers ran over Nyoku's wings, "Forever would be nice but I'm sure you won't accept that so let me think."
"How about a deal? Hmm?"
"What kind of deal, sweet fairy." Lightly he nibbled on a wingtip, seeming to know how sensitive they were.
Nyoku’s wing twitched where he touched him trying shake him off, "As long as you don't harm them again I'll live near you keeping both of them and you may take me whenever you want me."
He purred, "I like that idea." He said, nibbling on his neck.
"You aren't doing anything to me until you say ‘Yes’." He shivered slightly in revulsion.
"Yes." He said, "But one more thing, if you attempt to harm me it won't be you who suffers it will be them."
"I promise on their lives I won't harm you unless my life is at risk."
He smiled, "We have a deal then." He snapped his fingers, "Daemon's now unconscious, he won't remember what happened. Go ahead and take him. His wing is healed as well." He walked toward the door slowly. Once outside he took Daemon into his arms and flew into the air. Ikari watched them go with a smile, "Take care of him pet." He purred.
Nyoku had heard the pet part and paled what have I agreed to? He took Daemon to Hannya's home to pick up Kumo and return to their shack. Kumo couldn't see out of one eye but the rest of his wounds were healed. Apparently Hannya couldn't heal that one. The fairy laid Daemon on the bed and turned to the boy. His eye had to be fixed. I'm going to have to go back to him to help Kumo.
Kumo clung to him, "Don't leave Kumo."
"Kumo I have to get your eye better lovely one. I'll be back soon." He stood up and started toward the door. "Kumo watch over Daemon for me? Don't worry he's back to normal he won't harm you."
Kumo shook his head and let out a wail of despair, "Nyoku no leave Kumo!"
Nyoku sedated Kumo and placed him in a chair. He doesn't know how to get back there he'll wake up in time for Daemon. Nyoku flew back to the dark building to confront Ikari.
Ikari lounged comfortably, eating grapes, "So my little pet as returned already?"
"What did you do to Kumo's eye?" He asked him slowly.
He blinked, "I didn't do anything to it."
"What spell then?"
He sighed, "I had nothing to do with his eye. I left him alone for awhile and when I came back it was like that." He said, getting to his feet and walking over to stand before him.
"If my old Master couldn't heal him then it was no mere wound." Nyoku took a step back.
Ikari's hand lashed out and grabbed the back of his neck, holding him close, "I did not harm his eye. I didn't lay a scratch on his face but not even I could heal that wound and I did try."
"Daemon can't work magic, and I know damn well what claw marks look like." he stated bravely for a man in his position.
"I told you I left him in the main hall for awhile and when I returned it was there. I'm not lying to you pet." He snarled.
"Then what is it please?" Nyoku took a deep breath. "Master, do you know?" He tried to sound timid.
Softly he kissed his cheek, a tender, soothing action, not the way he was with Daemon at all, "I will try to find out if it will please you pet." He whispered in his ear.
"I just want Kumo healthy that's all I ask."
"I will see what I can find out." He whispered again before nibbling lightly on his ear, "Go back to them." He cooed softly, "I will tell you when I know something."
Kumo whimpered and tears streamed down his face, the wound over his eye bled, "Kumo how did this happen?" Nyoku kneeled beside him.
Kumo clung to him, "Kumo doesn't know." He sobbed, blood and tears streaming down his cheeks, "I-Ikari left Kumo and Kumo fell asleep. Kumo woke up with the wound."
"Damn it. We'll have to go back to Hannya or something." He was shocked again.
Kumo whimpered and rubbed his blood-covered cheek against him, "Wait, Daemon…no he won't remember…" Nyoku sat confused.
Kumo cried, "It hurts. Kumo's eye hurts." He cried.
"It's worth a try. Hold still Kumo." Nyoku placed is hand over the wound and put all his power into healing it. The wound didn't heal but it did stop bleeding, leaving an ugly scab, “I'm sorry Kumo." He hugged him tightly avoiding his eye.
Kumo clung to him, "Kumo will be alright." He sniffled, "Is Daemon alright?"
"He should be if Ikari wasn't lying to me he'll wake up soon."
Daemon stirred and slowly rubbed his eyes, sitting up, "Kumo? Nyoku? What happened?" He asked with a yawn.
Kumo he didn't do anything with Ikari do not tell him we went for a walk and he fell down kay? Kumo nodded, "Nothing happened love. We went walking remember you fell and hit your head you were just a little knocked out."
Daemon scowled, "Oh, alright.”
Nyoku placed his arms around him to eliminate Ikari's scent. "Everything okay then?"
Daemon nodded and rubbed his cheek against his shoulder, "Mmm, love you."
Nyoku smiled happily overjoyed "I love you too Daemon."
Daemon purred, "You're my only."
Damn what about Kumo's eye? He asked him self quietly. "You don't know how happy that makes me Daemon." He kissed him softly.
Daemon returned the kiss hungrily, drowning himself in Nyoku's taste. Nyoku almost screamed out, he tasted different like his "master'. He continued with him just as hungry.
Finally Daemon pulled away and rubbed his cheek against his shoulder, "Mmm, I love the way you taste."
Doesn't matter he's mine now. Nyoku calmed himself and replied coolly "I taste horrible I think."
Daemon shook his head, "No you don't."
"I really truly, think I do." This is working out nicely.
Kumo wrapped his arms around the two of them, "Can we be a family?"
Daemon laughed softly, "We could be like a family yes. But we wouldn't have everything a family did." Nyoku petted them both.
Kumo scowled, "What do you mean?" He asked, obviously confused.
"Kumo we wouldn't have a Mommy. Me and daemon would both be Daddy" He tried to explain to the best he could, knowing it would turn out embarrassing.
Kumo giggled and Daemon stifled a laugh, "In drake society there are many families that have two fathers or two mothers." Daemon explained calmly.
"Then yes we are a family." He sighed happily.
Kumo made a happy sound that could only be described as a cross between a purr and a squeal, He's so young. Daemon thought, letting Nyoku hear.
Nyoku hugged him tightly, That he is he replied on the same wavelength.
Daemon laughed softly, His mind is so childlike.
Nyoku grinned, That makes him so innocent though.
Daemon sighed, His body is that of a thirteen or fourteen year old while his mind is younger. He even still speaks in the third person, something all drakes do when they start speaking English.
I think we could help him with that. Couldn't we?
We could help him with the speaking, I don't know about making his mind catch up with his body though. We have to figure something out, especially with his eye.
But how can we help with his eye if we have no idea what caused it? Nyoku shifted in place confused.
Daemon chewed on his lip. I have no idea. I can't stand seeing him like that though.
The fairy slumped, a mix of annoyance and frustration crossing his features. I wonder if... stops mid-thought, remembering Daemon didn’t remember what happened with him and Ikari.
Daemon cocked his head to the side. You wonder if what?
If...if....I don't know maybe if we could find someone that would know about these things to help him. Daemon scowled but nodded in agreement, stroking Kumo's hair. Kumo looked up at Nyoku and spread his arms, wanting, no, demanding a hug. Nyoku looked down with a smile at the adorable little Drake and picked him up holding him tightly in his arms, "Cutie." He nuzzled the boy's cheek with his own.
Kumo purred and returned the sign of affection, "Thank you."
"Does your eye hurt anymore Kumo?"
Kumo shook his head, the scar marring his perfect face. Soft fingers brushed gently over the ugly scar little rays of healing light passing through them one more time, still as stubborn as ever. Kumo sighed and laid his head on his shoulder, "Kumo's eye doesn't hurt but Kumo can't see."
Nyoku scowled in frustration as he petted him, sighing softly, "If we can't find a way to remove the scar little one, you'll just have to get used to it."
Kumo nodded, "Kumo understands."
"Little one, you can't keep speaking like that, it's not proper for some one your age."
Kumo blinked, "Kumo doesn't understand..."
Daemon sighed, "I'm going to take a nap, you can explain to him koi." With that he went and curled up on the bed, falling asleep.
Nyoku watched Daemon with a nod, turning back to Kumo he patted his head and set him down looking like a teacher now, "When you are talking about yourself you don't say your name, that's what you say when you are talking about others. When you want to say something about yourself you say, I did this, this is mine, or give me that."
Kumo chewed on his lip, looking a little confused, "A-Alright...."
"Do you understand what I meant? Can you try it for me Kumo?" Nyoku made his voice sound patient always willing to help.
"Kumo doesn't understand."
Nyoku shook his head, "Instead of saying Kumo doesn't understand say I don't understand."
Kumo scowled, "I-I?"
The fae nodded, "Yes, you use I when you talk about yourself"
"I-I don't understand..."
Nyoku smiled, "Yes. That’s it." Kumo chewed on his lip, not quite getting it. Nyoku inhaled a deep mental breath thinking, "Okay Kumo, how would you ask me to hug you?"
"Kumo wants a hug."
"Instead of saying Kumo, say I, I want a hug"
He scowled, "I-I want a hug?"
Nyoku nodded slowly, thinking on what else to teach him how to help him with the concept. "How would you ask for something to be handed to you Kumo?"
"Kumo...I want that?"
Nyoku smiled in a bit of triumph. "You got it. You could also say, Could you pass "Could you pass me that?"
"Yep, you used the word me when you want something, instead of I"
He nodded, "Alright, Ku...I understand.”
Nyoku smiled "The last one, you use the word my when you are talking about owning something, understand?"
He scowled, "I don't understand."
"Umm...an example. How would you say you own that chair?" Nyoku pointed to a chair in the corner.
"Kumo's chair.”
Nyoku shook his head, "You would say 'that is my chair' you own the chair you use my, or mine, try if you understand."
"Nyoku is mine."
Nyoku blinked and giggled softly a light blush spreading on his cheeks, he cleared his throat nodding, "Very good, yes I belong to you. You learn so quickly, I'm proud of you little one." He squealed in delight and wrapped his arms around him. Nyoku spun him around chuckling. "Daemon will be happy; hell I'm happy I didn't think I could teach you that."
"Why's that?"
“It's quite a confusing concept, when you're just learning it"
"Ku..." He started, then sighed, "I don't know if I quite get it."
Nyoku frowned a little, "Which part do you not get?"
"How to use them."
Nyoku held up one finger and recited, "I is used for talking about yourself 'I am Kumo, I see a bird.' Me is used for asking for something or being given something 'he gave me this, pass me that' my and mine are used for possession alone 'Nyoku is mine, this is my chair."
He nodded, "Alright, I-I think I understand."
"You sure?"
He nodded again, "I-I think so."
One problem solved now for the other…Nyoku's eyes lingered on Kumo's mutilated eyelid wavering softly, "I asked Ikari about your eye Kumo, he said he would look into it, would you like me to check with him about it?" Kumo looked afraid at the mention of Ikari's name and he shook his head. Nyoku looked a bit worried at the fear in his face, trying to reassure him he sated softly. "We agreed he would not touch you in exchange for me. He won't touch you or get near you ever again Kumo I promise."
He nodded, "A-Alright, I-I understand"
Nyoku stroked his hair lovingly, "Would you like me to go ask, it's really the only thing I can think of."
"A-Alright..."
He smiled and kissed his forehead softly, "Watch over Daemon for me would you lovely?" He stood heading for the door wings unfurling slowly.
Kumo nodded, "C-Can I have a hug?
Nyoku smiled very happy turning around to pick him up twirling him round and round in the air giving him the best hug he could muster before settling him back on the ground, "Anytime you want one just ask, I'll always be happy to oblige, anything else you want before I go?"
He shook his head and curled up next to Daemon, "Iie."
Nyoku smiled again gently. He walked outside and took off heading to Ikari's home with a bit of urgency. Touching down outside the door so he could see him as he walked in. Ikari ran a hand through his hair, sighing. His wings twitching slightly.
Nyoku walked hesitantly towards him until he was just a few feet away. "I'm sorry for coming here so unannounced."
Ikari smiled at him slightly, "It's no bother pet." He motioned for him to sit at his feet. Nyoku did so with a bit of reluctance, still uncomfortable with the idea of being his pet. Ikari smiled and tenderly stroked his hair, “Its soft pet, what do you use?"
Nyoku shivered slightly not knowing whether or not to like this or to stay repulsed with him, "There are these plants that grow by the river, they give off a liquid when you mash them up I wash my hair with it every day."
He smiled and absently braided it with his fingertips, "You know what pet?" Nyoku cocked his head to the side in question, the braid slipping through Ikari's fingers, "I think that I’m going to try something different with you."
Nyoku swallowed softly, some blood draining from his face. "C-concerning what?"
"Everything."
"Yes M...M-master" Chokes out the words body still not believing he's saying them.
Ikari chuckled softly and tenderly played with his hair. He unconsciously relaxed purring at his actions, "Things are going to be different pet." Nyoku just blinked up at him, "So, what did you come for baby boy?"
"Kumo's eye, have you found anything?"
He shook his head, "I haven't even been able to discover who did it."
Nyoku’s wings drooped disappointed, "What about the scar itself? Is there any way to remove it?"
"I discovered something but I don't think it will work."
Curious, Nyoku asked him, "Why not what did you have in mind?"
"I've heard that there is someone living in the hills who has dealt with odd things before."
Nyoku scowled, skeptical, "Why wouldn't it work?"
Ikari sighed, "He's a recluse."
"But, why would that be such a problem?"
"He hates people and doesn't play nice with others."
Nyoku couldn't help but smile teasingly up at Ikari, more relaxed with him. "Master he sounds like you, you two would get along."
He rolled his eyes, "I doubt that."
Nyoku looked down at the floor, acting timid, squeaking out. "Could we try?"
"If you would like."
His face beamed up at him. "I would, so very much, anything we could try I want to, please?
"You have my permission to go speak with him pet." Nyoku’s eyes narrowed slightly as he got up grumbling off into the woods to find the old hermit. Something about Ikari and his affliction to people. Ikari watched him go, "Come back when you're done pet, understand?"
"Yeah, I understand." Grumbles off into the woods trekking about four miles, reaching a small, run-down shack. A low growl can be heard from inside, a warning. Nyoku stood his ground returning the sound, already not in a good mood.
"Get out of here fae or I'll kill you."
His wings flicked the air once. Rolling his eyes. "Just here me out old man."
"Old man?" It sounds angry.
"Young man, old man it doesn't make a difference. I'm sorry for intruding on your solitude but I'd like to inquire about a scar."
"Get in here then before I lose my patience."
He acquired a small crooked smile for a moment before walking into the shack quickly looking for the source of the voice. A dragon shifter sits, lounging in a chair, large feathered black wings flicking restlessly. He's beautiful with raven hair and sharp eyes.
Quirks and eyebrow. "Wow, I apologize for calling you an old man. You are quite beautiful. I was mistaken Dragon"
He raised an eyebrow, "You're not what I expected either."
Nyoku looked down at himself, "Oh? Really?" Has a bit of a laugh in his voice. "What were you expecting?"
"Not a pretty fairy like you."
Nyoku laughed and blushed, "Still doesn't make you like me anymore does it?"
"I keep to myself for a good reason. People don't like dragons, simple as that."
Nyoku curled his lip, "People are stupid by nature, Most us Fae do not discriminate, hell most of us don't give a damn about anything but ourselves in reality. I'm getting off the subject; I was told you had experience in things that are out of the ordinary."
"Yes, I do."
Nyoku got just a bit of hope. "What about scars that cannot be healed?"
He raised an eyebrow, "Don't know, I'd have to see it."
"Umm, he's a Drake a teenager, would you be willing to see him, I could teleport him here now."
He sighed, "I don't even know who you are."
Nyoku blinked and damned himself for not being polite. He swept his most graceful bow, "I am Nyoku, former assassin, former pet to the Fae Hannya, current pet to Ikari the Drake."
He raised an eyebrow, "Long list of formers, Nyoku."
"There are worse than me out there."
"Oh? Really? Well, let me introduce myself. I'm Rez and sadly I have no one."
"That is truly unfortunate Rez. You seem such a nice guy...." Sadly....?! Hey Imri! "Would you like someone? You sound so sad when you speak."
Rez half smiled, "I would but because of what I am people don't accept me."
Nyoku grinned mischievously, "The one I'm thinking of has the same mindset, believe me. If you'd be willing to look at my drake I could set you two up, that is if you sway on the same vine I do. Sexual preference wise"
Rez raised an eyebrow, "And what is that?"
Nyoku's features turned innocent, deceptively cute, "Are you into men Rez?"
He laughed softly, "Yes. I don't care for women much."
The fae smiled. "The one I'm thinking of he's a werewolf, quite handsome if I do say so myself. Do we have a deal? Will you help with my scarred little drake?"
"I will look. I don't know if I can fix the problem, alright?"
Nyoku nodded, "I'll introduce you two either way." He snapped his fingers popping a very surprised Kumo into the room with a small poof. Kumo blinks and quickly clings to Nyoku. He laughed and pet him, "Kumo let Rez see you're eye, trust me, he's a good Dragon."
Kumo looked at him skeptically and Rez smiled. He sighed and walked over, letting him look. Carefully Rez looked over his eye, examining it carefully. Nyoku waits patiently right behind Kumo, hip cocked to the side slightly, a normal position for him. Rez sighed and gently stroked Kumo's hair, "There is no way to remove it, not completely, but I can reduce it."
"Enough that he can see?" Nyoku rested his hands on Kumo's shoulders.
He shook his head, "No. It's not because of the scarring that he can't see. His eye is damaged beyond repair."
Nyoku growled softly in frustration. "Do you know what inflicted it?"
Rez shook his head, "I've never seen anything quite like this."
"Damn it." Nyoku kissed Kumo's cheek whispering to him softly, "Little one we will find a way to fix you, if we have to get you a new eye I promise. Go back so Daemon won't get worried Ikari wants me back there, okay?"
"I can reduce the scarring."
Nyoku looked up at Rez then back at Kumo, "What do you want little cloud?"
Kumo whimpered, "Please."
Nyoku nodded his consent to Rez tilting Kumo's chin up to him for better access. Rez nodded and gently ran his fingertips over the scar. They were visibly reduced but still sealed his eye, "That's all I can do."
Nyoku kissed Kumo's eyelid reverently. "It looks better at least Kumo. But you're beautiful whether scarred or not, go home now kay?"
Kumo nodded and hurried home, not wanting Daemon to worry. Rez watched him go, "I'm sorry I couldn't do more. Who ever did it wanted him to be permanently marked."
Nyoku stood up looking a bit disappointed but happy he helped. "I have a feeling of that too, but you did what you could, thank you I’ll call for Imriel."
He nodded, "Thank you."
Nyoku closed his eyes sending out a burst of power towards the west, smiling as he gets the response, "He'll be here early tomorrow morning, most likely in his wolf form don't kill any black wolves approaching all right?"
"I would never kill a beautiful creature."
"Thanks, you won't be disappointed with him, he’s one of my best friends, and I have to go I'm supposed to be back soon. Thanks for all the help."
He nodded, "Good luck."
"Yeah I'll need it." The fairy smiled and exited the shack taking off into the air fling back to Ikari's home quickly. Ikari was still seated where he was before, absently drumming his fingers on the arm of the chair. Nyoku flounced over to him, happy that Kumo was helped just a little bit. His face frowned as he saw Ikari sitting in front of him, "What's the matter?"
He half smiled up at him, "I'm bored."
"I'm sorry, what could I do to help?" He kneeled down in front of him.
His smile grew and he stroked his hair, "Come bathe with me and wash my hair with what you use."
Nyoku's eye twitched slightly, "Bathe. With. You? But, but, but." He sighed and gave in with a slight smile of defeat vanishing his clothing replacing it with a robe a bottle of green goop in his hand.
Ikari smiled at him almost lovingly and took him into a large bathroom. The large tub filled with steaming water. Nyoku sighed and slipped the robe off revealing a toned but very lithe body, crimson wings flittering before entering the tub. Steam pouring around his body off his water drooped wings. Ikari stripped gracefully. His body lithe but very well formed. With a smile he sank into the water with him, his wings folded neatly at his back. The fairy slumped trying to cover himself unconsciously. He was blushing furiously nearly glowing.
Ikari chuckled, "You're beautiful pet, don't try to hide it."
Nyoku whined and removed his hands slipping into the clear water coming back up White-silver hair clinging to his head, droplets of moisture dotting his flash sensuously.
Ikari absently licked his lips, purring, before dunking himself. He smiled at Nyoku warmly. Nyoku blushed again wading his way over behind him with the green bottle in hand. He waited patiently, practically purring. Nyoku shifted to get better access to Ikari's short black hair thigh brushing against his wings as he lathers up some of the goop out of the bottle Ikari moaned at the innocent brush, his wings twitched happily at the contact. The fairy grinned evilly putting two and two together he got closer so every time he shifted his legs would create friction over his leathery wings. His hands massaged the cleaner into his hair gently. Ikari groaned, not just from the contact with his wings but from the feel of Nyoku's fingers in his hair.
He continued rubbing his scalp and hair until it was thoroughly clean and foamy, "Rinse it out." He did so quickly and looked at him with a smile, "Meep." Was the only response. Ikari got from his Pet.
He purred and pressed close, effectively pinning him to the edge of the tub. Nyoku squirmed slightly eyes growing wider before he relaxed against him letting him do what he wants following his agreement.
Softly he brushed his lips against his, "You're so soft." He purred. Nyoku shivered not really knowing what to do, so he did what anyone would do, He blushed like a teenage girl. Ikari chuckled, "So pretty little one."
Nyoku blushed and kissed him deeply to stop him from calling him pretty. Ikari purred and returned the kiss, fingers going through his hair. Nyoku's Hands rested on the drake’s chest pushing him back gently.
He scowled, "Something wrong pet?"
Nyoku smiled gently, his eyes were unsure, "Tell me exactly what you're planning on doing with me so I know just exactly what I'm getting myself into."
Ikari smiled, "I'm not going to harm you but I am going to love you."
"That does not tell me much master, but I understand." His hands snaked behind him massaging the edges of his wings.
Ikari moaned, purring deeply, "Mmm, just like that pet."
Nyoku blinked at his response and rubbed with more talent, more force, this being easier than he thought. Gently, tenderly, Ikari began nibbling on his ear. Nyoku shuddered violently hands stopping their movements abruptly in pleasure
Ikari chuckled and continued to nibble on his ear. Little shocks went through Nyoku forming raised goose bumps all over him, going pliant. He smiled and began to work down his throat with teasing licks and nibbles. Nyoku arched into his mouth soft mewls escaping his lips, helpless against the assault on his flesh.
Ikari couldn't help but smile, "So good pet."
He just panted softly and looked at him, not really registering human speech. A side of him taking him over, a side he hadn't known existed. He purred and softly kissed his lips. Nyoku's arms flew up behind his head returning and deepening this kiss. He purred against his mouth, lapping at his tongue and playing with his wings. They flicked and quivered trying to shake him off trying to stop the sensations before his body reacted. He continued to torment them, stroking and playing with them. Nyoku whimpered beautifully but pathetically as his length hardened in response to the torture. He smiled and rubbed their lengths together slowly. Nyoku shuddered biting down on his lip and shoved his hips forward searching for more. He smiled and nipped his neck lightly, continuing to rub.
Nyoku's entire body quivered in response resting his hands on Ikari's hips, not really knowing exactly what he wants to do, "Hnn, Please"
He purred, "Please what?"
"More?"
He smiled and gently pressed a finger into him, "Want this?"
His body tightened around his finger in pain/pleasure, soft sweet sounds coming from him urging him to continue, not able to speak anymore. He rubbed his finger against his spot, finally finding it. Nyoku's claws unconsciously dug into his hips arching his back with a strangled mewl. He purred and rubbed against it harder. Nyoku's head rolled forward falling on his tormentors shoulder writhing softly. Slowly he pressed a second finger in, beginning to stretch him, prepare him for his use. His movements stopped completely, going silent reverting all his focus on relaxing knowing it will help him get over the pain. Softly he nibbled on a nipple, trying to draw his attention away. Nyoku arched up into his mouth clenching around his fingers. He purred and carefully added a third. A thin sheen of sweat coated the fairy's soft ivory skin, it stung horribly as he panted in warm breezes trying to make his muscle go lax. Ikari distracted him with soft nibbles, gentle kisses, and light suction. His fingers rubbing up against his spot.
He moaned softly moving against his hand helpless, "Please"
"Please what beautiful one?" No matter how hard he tried he couldn't ask for him inside him, just stuttered, "I need to hear you say it."
After about three minutes of trying he could finally choke out. "Please, inside, please."
"Alright beautiful." Carefully he retrieved his fingers before positioning himself, "Ready?"
He nodded quickly wrapping his legs around his waist instinctively. Slowly he began to press inside, not wanting to hurt his new pet. Nyoku's legs tightened slowly in slight pain, there was pleasure in it lingering just out of reach until he was fully inside, pressed up against his spot. He pressed firmly against his spot, unmoving, allowing him to get used to his presence. After a moment of no movement his muscle relaxed allowing motion without pain.
Gently he stroked his cheek, "Want me to move?
The fairy's head turned before he knew it licking his fingers softly "Yes...hnn. Please."
He smiled and carefully began to move, rubbing up against his spot. Nyoku moaned heavenly underneath him moving to meet the small movements. Ikari moaned happily, "Mmm, so good, so tight. Move for me pet."
Nyoku moved quicker blindly following his command clenching his muscles. A low hiss escaped his lips and he shoved up hard, rubbing the base of his wings. Nyoku's golden eyes melted into yellow becoming glazed with a soft cry of pleasure muscles spasming around him constricting. His wings flickered quickly in the air curling at the tips in bliss. He purred and began nibbling his ear, sucking and lapping on it as he moved, continuing to torment his wings.
"Hahh~ Gonna..." A stroke from Ikari’s hands and hips made his words cut of abruptly. He was about to come the sensation of being filled and toyed with pushing him closer and closer to release.
Ikari chuckled lowly, knowing exactly what he wanted to say. His teeth nipped into his ear sharply, asking him to come in their own way. Nyoku arched up and came with a soft groan clenching his fists nails digging into his palms. Ikari groaned and shoved in a final time, coming into him. Nyoku laid back against the tub wall. His legs unwrapped from his waist, lowering back into the now luke warm water. Gently Ikari stroked his hair, purring in his ear. He moaned softly vibrations flowing through his ear
"You're wonderful pet."
"Hmm, amazing"
"You think so pet?
"Very much, Master" Happy to say it this time
He smiled and chuckled, "Good, I'm glad." Nyoku carefully pushed him self up and off him, panting softly as his length was removed from his tender opening. He chuckled, "You'll be sore for awhile."
Nyoku gave him big gold puppy eyes, "I know it's going to be hell for the next couple days, if you weren't so damn big, I would be able to walk now.
He laughed, "Well, I have been told that I am quite well endowed. Daemon pointed that out on multiple occasions."
"Shit...Daemon....he won't be able to accept this, you know. I have to go back before he wakes up."
He chuckled, "I understand. Go ahead. Thank you pet." He smiled.
Nyoku gave him one more deep kiss before getting out of the tub. He gathered his clothes, putting them on quickly, “You can keep that bottle of hair cleaner if you want.”
He took off shooting into the air flying as fast as he could back home. Landing roughly in a tree with a small cry of pain. Kumo was snuggled up beside the sleeping Daemon. Nyoku yipped as he fell from the tree crawling inside his own house, a position that didn't hurt so much. Kumo opened his eyes and looked at him, blinking in surprise. Nyoku looked up and woofed softly acting like a dog to cover for himself.
Kumo giggled and opened his arms, "Come here puppy." Nyoku crawled over to him jumping up on the bed with a small wince and sharp intake of breath. Kumo scowled, "What's wrong?"
"N-nothing I landed in the tree, just bruised and battered Kumo, I'm fine." He curled beside him and Daemon stiffly.
"Owie." He said, cringing
Nyoku chuckled softly nuzzling closer to Daemon pulling Kumo into his arms. Daemon and Kumo both purred happily. Nyoku looked down at Kumo playfully. "How long you think Daemon can sleep?"
"I have no idea." He said with a giggle.
Nyoku tickled Daemon right on his sides trying to wake him up. Daemon squirmed awake with a yelp, "Hey! What was that for?"
Nyoku smiled at him teasingly, "You sleep too much lovely"
"Do not." Daemon said, pouting.
Nyoku nuzzled him, "So cute, and yes you do."
Daemon sighed and rubbed his cheek against him, "Love you beautiful."
Nyoku wanted a good shower and thorough self cleaning before he could touch Daemon so he couldn't taste Ikari. He pet him anyway lovingly. More happy than anyone else with his two Drakes.
Daemon laughed and snuggled close, "I love you with all my heart."
"So do I Daemon, I'd do anything to keep you safe. Anything love."
He smiled and purred, "Mmm, thank you."
"You can go back to sleep if you're still tired lovely." Daemon nodded and snuggled close.