Dancing with the Dragon, Chosen

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Dancing with the Dragon: CH 14, Spectacle, Copyright 2016 Tripp Savidge. All rights are reserved. Do not duplicate or distribute in any form without express permission of the author.

Dancing with the Dragon Chapter 14: Spectacle by Tripp Savidge

"Turn around, let me see. Yes, just a little color, add some contrast, accentuate the face and eyes. Oh dear... those nipples will never do. Zephyr, bring two of the milk leeches," Silverglow said with a scowl.

"What do you mean? What's wrong with my nipples?" Skye asked looking down to see if something had changed. He was getting impatient. For the last hour, Silverglow had him turning left, turning right, examining every inch of his embarrassingly naked self. At least the others were still with him. River, Jerrick, and Taleel had also all been stripped and were wearing robes until it was time to dress. But they didn't have to go through the same scrutiny as Skye.

"More nectar Sir, or perhaps a biscuit?" Dillon asked holding out a goblet and a plate of small shortbreads.

"Thanks Dillon," Skye said before taking a deep drink and popping one of the biscuits in his mouth. He gave Dillon a smile as he handed back the empty goblet. What would I do without him? He is determined that I eat and drink. Mica had been watching over him closely as well, but he and Jos had been sent to get ready. Feired and Fisk stayed with him.

"You may want to sit down Skye... this can be intense," Jerrick coached.

"Are your nipples sensitive Master Eklund?" Silverglow asked.

"What?!"

"Yeah, they are... very," Jerrick offered.

"Hey!" Skye objected.

"It's true and there's nothing to be embarrassed about. I rather like it," Jerrick said with a smile.

"Yes, I agree, sit," Silverglow said pushing Skye onto a chair.

"What the hell are those?" Skye exclaimed looking at the small dish with two pale white slugs crawling around.

"These are dragon milk leeches," Silverglow said with a dismissive wave. "Someone help, his nipples need to be firm for them to latch on."

"They what? What are you going to do?" Skye said looking at the slug in Silverglow's hand.

"It's okay Skye. Just relax." Jerrick nuzzled into Skye's neck and began running his fingertips over and around his nipples until they were both erect.

"Holy fuck!" Skye yelled as Silverglow put the leach to his nipple and it clamped on. Before he had a chance to react the second one had been attached to the other nipple. "Oh shit, oh shit... that's intense," Skye said as his eyes tried to roll back in his head. His body arched and he felt Jerrick's strong grip holding him in the chair.

"Keep breathing Skye, holding your breath will make it worse," Jerrick said in Skye's ear.

"Need sex. Need you to fuck me... now!" Skye gasped.

"Sir, he's starting to glow," Dillon said in a worried tone.

"Damn, his nipples are sensitive but not enough to bring this on," Jerrick said as he tried to keep Skye in the chair.

"It's not Skye." Came an approaching voice.

"Master Kwill," Dillon said with a bow.

"Please hold him Jerrick... it may take a few moments."

"What's wrong? Is he okay?" River asked as he approached and stood close to Kwill.

"He's caught up in Garrett's lust, not his own. They've kept their mind link open. I think he's calming down now. I've got him shielded, but as you can see he's still painfully aroused and leaking. Perhaps Garrett went too long without satisfying his own needs... whatever. One of you will have to help Skye. We need to let off some pressure or he'll never make it through the service," Kwill said looking around the room.

"Pressure?" Taleel asked.

"Oh please! Every one of you knows very well what I mean and are just afraid to look too eager in volunteering. I will not have my first intimacy be like this, so one of you who has already been with him... do I need to just pick?" Kwill asked, as Skye continued to whimper and moan.

"That might be best Master Kwill," River said.

Kwill looked at River, then turned to Taleel, then Jerrick, his gaze moved to Feired and Fisk and finally he turned to Dillon and smiled. "Yes, you Dillon."

"Me sir?" Dillon squeaked.

"Yes, you. Oral sex will suffice. Jerrick and Taleel would you mind moving the screen so Dillon and Skye have a moment of privacy?"

Once the dressing screen was in place, Kwill reached out and took Dillon's hand. "You can do this, actually I know from Skye that you can do it very well. I also know how much you want to. Enjoy it, give him pleasure and know that you are helping him have a very special day."

"But why me sir? The others are... so much more... appropriate."

"No. Taleel and Jerrick would both be undone by his seed. They need to stay alert and keep their wits about them, not spend the rest of the day in lust and unable to control their desires. River would gladly do so, but he is still delicate from the attack. You; however, want to, have the skills to do it very well and have the purest reasons. So enough thinking - get to it."

Skye had pulled his knees into his chest and was struggling with how aroused he was. The milk leeches sucked and teased at his nipples, making him want to open up for sex. Little ripples of pleasure were running though his body. He saw them move the screen and even saw Dillon approaching before squeezing his eyes shut at the pleasure. Skye startled at the gentle touch on his thighs, the delicate kisses and looked down to see Dillon kneeling at his feet.

"I'd like to help you Sir. May I?"

"Oh god... yes, please Dillon. Do you want to fuck me?"

Dillon smiled. "No sir, but I would like to take you in my mouth. Would that be alright?"

"Yes!" Skye got out before the next wave hit and he closed his eyes. He felt Dillon pull him into his mouth and take him deep. Skye let his legs spread wide before Dillon gripped them and put them over his shoulders. He wrapped his arms around Skye's legs and held him as he worshiped his cock and sucked. "Damn, you are good at this Dillon."

Dillon enjoyed Skye's cock, the size, taste, and feel. He sucked and licked and tried to give as much pleasure as he knew how.

Skye gave a small cry and started tapping Dillon's arm. "Close. Close," Skye said as he felt himself reaching the peak - then released into the sucking mouth and decided it was the best blowjob he'd ever had.

Dillon licked up the loose drops and stood signaling Kwill that his work was done.

"Excellent Dillon. By the way, if he doesn't remember to tell you later. He thought it was the best ever. You should do that for him more often."

"It was an honor Master Kwill."

Jerrick and Taleel removed the screen and Silverglow returned and tapped the milk leaches, gently removing the now swollen, golden slugs from Skye's engorged nipples.

"What happened to them?" Skye asked.

"They're full. They change color and get bloated with your milk," Silverglow said as he stepped away.

"But I don't have milk!" Skye objected.

"Holy shit Skye!" River exclaimed. "They're as big as my finger tip!"

"What?" Skye asked as he looked down. "Oh my god! What did you do to me?"

"It's okay Skye. That's what they're supposed to look like," Taleel said as he licked his lips.

"Yeah... what he said," Jerrick echoed with a lustful stare.

"Sir... more nectar?" Dillon asked, handing Skye the goblet. His gaze going to the swollen large nipples as well.

"Crank it down gentlemen. I can only shield him from so much. And all of you going into heat will not help," Kwill reprimanded.

"Sorry," Jerrick said, but he didn't stop staring.

"Time for your body makeup." Silverglow said as he guided Skye to a cylindrical device. "Step inside, it will only take a few minutes. This way when you're in the mid-day sun, you won't look washed out. It will add color and extra shadow to your muscles and curves. Then we'll have Gioci start on your hair. You three - why don't you go and get dressed. You're distracting him."

When Skye stepped out, Silverglow immediately put him in a long robe and led him to a chair where another elf was waiting with scissors and comb in hand. Wish they had a mirror so I could watch. He thought as he looked at his hands. My skin's darker and shimmery. Wonder what they did to me. Be nice if they let me see. My nipples are so huge... that was a bit obscene. God but they're sensitive, though it was sort of cool seeing the look on Taleel and Jerrick's face - wonder if that's how women feel? Wouldn't be so bad having Garrett look at me like that. Skye daydreamed of what it would be like when he and Garrett finally had alone time again. Before long Gioci said he was done.

"Beautiful. Yes... beautiful. Now to get you dressed. You will be so pleased. I promise," Silverglow said.

Skye stood and waited as Silverglow assembled the pieces and laid them out.

"Dillon. Can you please help? We'll start with the undergarment," Silverglow asked.

Skye looked down at the piece Dillon gingerly held in his hand. "That's not an undergarment! I'm not sure what the hell that is... a bit of mesh with sparkles?"

"Lift your foot sir... now the other one," Dillon instructed as he slid the 'whatever it was' up Skye's legs. "Sorry sir, but would you mind if I... uhm... licked you a bit? It will help with getting this on."

"Okay," Skye said with a glare as he watched Dillon. Oh he enjoyed the licking part, it was the reason that gave him pause. Looks like a clear G-string with a mesh pouch, but what? Skye stared as Dillon secured the pouch around his ball sack then started sliding a mesh sleeve over his cock - complete with sparkling jewels. When it was secured Skye felt more naked than when he started. "That is not covering."

"Of course not. But when we're done, it blurs the line so it is not so obvious. It teases the eye, gives a hint of your manhood without actually showing it clearly," Silverglow said with pride.

Skye remembered what Argos had told him, 'So while you may be covered, the suggestion of the fabric and cut may make you feel like it would be less embarrassing to be naked.' Oh god, I think I'm beginning to understand what he meant.

The next piece was just as confusing. Dillon attached what appeared to be belly dancer pants made of sheer silvery cloth. They weren't solid but rather a series of strips that hung loose to his feet. Dillon slid silver sandals with long straps onto his feet, then began gathering the bottom of the strips and secured them under the sandal lacings. He repeated the process with the second leg. Dillon picked up a blue jeweled belt and fastened it low over Skye's hips.

"I look obscene!" Skye objected. As he looked down, the way the belt lay drew attention to, and framed his crotch while leaving most of his lower stomach exposed. Shit, if I still had pubic hair, it wouldn't even cover that!

"No big brother, you look fucking amazing!" River said returning to give Skye a thorough look. "Love the 'Naruto' hair - though I don't remember his sparkling like glass and the braid is a nice touch."

"River, I have no idea what you're talking about. They haven't let me see anything except my over exposed privates."

"Which look extremely nice I must say," Taleel said staring.

"Wait. Why do you guys get to be completely covered?" Skye said noticing the matching ensembles on his three men. Damn, they all look beautiful. "Do I get more clothes?"

"Of course. You still have the robes and the accessories," Silverglow said.

"Before you put on the last pieces, you should practice your walk," Kwill said.

"My walk?"

"Yes. If you try hard, I'll let you practice in the hall of mirrors so you can see what you look like..." Kwill teased with a smile. "Your walk is important. Do you want to be seen as a subordinate, shy man, or a dominant, man in control?"

"Dominant," Skye said with a sulk.

"Best way to do that, especially given your looks, your magic, and your talents is to seduce them all."

"Excuse me?" Skye said in horror as his entourage laughed.

"Dillon. Show him," Kwill ordered.

"Me sir?"

"Yes you. Must you doubt every time I ask you to do something? I know very well you were trained. Show him and I will help him see how to make his body move to replicate. You three - go wait in the hall of mirrors. You don't need to see him practice. Silverglow - you help coach."

Skye watched as Dillon removed his waistcoat showing his slender body and muscled ass and legs covered only by his tights. He then looked over his shoulder to Skye before walking away. But walking wasn't really the right word. Slink, roll, glide, my God, that is the most sensual walk I've ever seen. Like showing me what he could do inside me. Wow, it got really warm.

"Now you try. I will help," Kwill commanded.

Skye felt a little awkward but at the same time, he could feel Kwill's touch and coaching - telling him how to place his feet, what muscles to roll and squeeze. After what seemed like an eternity and constant corrections from Kwill and Silverglow, they said it was time to see.

The hall of mirrors was just through the door. Skye stopped as he stepped in and stared. "That's me?"

"Of course it's you. Who'd you think it was?" Kwill snipped.

Skye turned and looked at himself in the mirror. Can't be me... wow. So ripped, my face... and my hair! Skye turned and pulled the braid around and felt it before letting it fall to his waist. So incredibly real... how'd they do that?

"Ahem. It's time to walk," Kwill said.

Skye looked at Jerrick, Taleel, and River before he started and then he saw Dillon step quietly in behind him. Okay - for them. I want to make Dillon proud and I want those three to burn. Skye thought with an internal smile.

He walked and let Kwill's coaching echo in his mind, I'm seducing them. Let them see what I can do with my body. How much pleasure I would bring, how my stomach muscles ripple like a belly dancer as I take them, how I grind my hips on their helpless bodies. I will seduce you, make you beg for attention and squirm in ecstasy.

Skye caught his reflection as he walked and saw that the fabric gave brief glimpses of the skin beneath, the curve of his ass, the muscles of his legs and the sparkle of his crotch. He reached the other end of the hall and gave a guilty smile as he saw Kwill's expression.

"Excellent. I will still be there to coach and help if you get distracted or nervous. But I think you've got it," Kwill said with a nod to the men.

Skye turned to look at their expressions and wasn't sure what to make of the looks. They looked to be more in pain or uncomfortable than aroused and he couldn't feel anything or read their thoughts. "Kwill I can't sense or read them. I have no idea if they thought it was good or embarrassing."

Kwill and Dillon both laughed out loud, while Jerrick, Taleel, and River looked decidedly uncomfortable. "That's because I am shielding you. Trust me, you could not deal with the thoughts and emotions you're going to trigger today. The emperor asked that I keep you locked down until the ceremony is complete. You should be prepared to shield, but it's better if I do it. That way I can communicate with you and guide you. If you shield, you're strong enough to keep me out as well."

"So guys, was it that terrible?" Skye asked.

"Terrible as in cruel, maybe," River said. "You gotta teach me or I'll never get Nik out of your bed."

"Yeah, cruel if you did that then didn't follow through. Like torture. Tempting a starving man with his favorite food, before leaving him wanting," Taleel said.

"I agree. But you already know I can't get enough of you. The walk, your face, how you moved your body just reminded me of the last several days and how good it felt to be in your arms," Jerrick said with an embarrassed smile.

"Proof enough?" Kwill asked. "The crowd expects a show. You have become a celebrity of sorts and you need to give them something to remember."

There was a loud trumpeting from outside, reminding Skye of a Swiss alphorn. He turned to look questioningly at Silverglow.

"The processional has started. We still have time. The Emperor and Prince Argos will follow the Imperial Guard, then the guests, then Prince Garrett's guard, Prince Garrett and his attendants, then your guards and you, followed by your attendants."

They walked back into the dressing room. Dillon began fastening ornate jeweled armbands around Skye's biceps. "These aren't jewelry - they're actually force field generators. Sort of like armor." Then he opened a box for Skye to take the ring given to him by Seatha. The next piece was a headband that Dillon carefully tied around Skye's forehead and then Gioci was back and adjusting his hair.

"Last piece," Silverglow said directing Skye behind a divider. "Back into the rack and we'll secure the shoulder mantle. But perhaps you would like to see my masterpiece first?"

Skye walked around and found himself speechless. The background of the cape was a deep royal blue like the accents on his belt and headband, the trim was an iridescent silver but the design is what took his breath. A huge, magnificent dragon in a rainbow of silver and blue - flapping its wings as it landed. It was almost lifelike - even to the sparkling dust cloud created as the wings flapped. "Wow."

"I had to dig through the elven archive to find the images to create it. We haven't seen the Platinum in so long, but somehow it just seemed like the perfect image for you. Call it a creative whim. I hope you don't mind - I know it is somewhat controversial. I cleared it with Prince Argos and the Emperor I assure you."

"No. It's absolutely perfect," Skye said touching the design and marveling at the workmanship. It must be twenty feel long. Skye stood under the support as Taleel and Jerrick fastened the shoulder mantle. When it was secured, they attached narrow cloth bands - blue with the silvery embroidery, on each side. They were four to six inches wide and hung to the floor. "Don't cover much - maybe my armpit if I don't move..."

"Cover that beautiful torso? Never. They draw attention to you and give the hint of covering. What's the point in having such nice muscles if you don't show them? Besides I wouldn't hide those nipples - dragonlings will be drooling over those for the next week," Silverglow said with pride. "Oh... one more thing." Silverglow knelt in front of Skye and pinched the skin around his belly button - Skye felt a sharp jab and then Silverglow stood back sprayed something cold on his stomach and then smiled. "Perfect."

"What?" Skye looked down to see a new piercing with a huge sparkling gem filling his belly button.

"It is time," Mica called from the door.

Skye turned and had to smile at the reaction on Mica's face. His mouth had dropped open and he stared as did Jos behind him. The other two guards helped get the train through the doors as they made their way to the processional. Wish I knew what he was thinking. If I'm getting a reaction how do I know if it's good or bad?

"It's good and no you really don't want to know. I mean, yes but it wouldn't be good. We're doing everything we can to keep your lust in check. If you knew what he was thinking, we'd never make it to the door. I will tell you later what he thought. When you can do something about it. I will be with you and nearby at all times, though you won't be able to see me." Kwill said before Skye stepped outside.

Skye stood at the top of the steps and watched as twelve Imperial Guards arranged themselves in formation. They each had blue capes and blue sashes on their Imperial uniforms. His four hand-chosen guards had uniforms that were blue with silver accents. Aren't we a color coordinated bunch? Taleel, Jerrick, and River wore a variation of his own ensemble. But theirs had a vest in blue with embroidery and silver gauze pants without slits or openings, topped with a short blue and silver cape.

"When we get to the bottom of the steps, you'll see a large floating platform with a standing brace. Step on and then put your back against the brace. You don't actually walk for this part - not until we get to the entrance of Verdilat," Jerrick coached.

It was time. Skye stepped down and heard Kwill in his head. Head high. Walk with confidence. You are the predator, not the prey.

The platform floated along smoothly and with some coaching from Kwill. Skye waved and smiled, watching the crowd that lined the route - letting his magic work. Every once in a while he'd catch a face or a body that called out to him. Kwill would get them to turn and Skye would make eye contact, giving his best smile and blow a kiss. Kwill did his mojo and often the target would put their hand to their lips in disbelief as they felt the brush of his lips against their own.

Do I have to do this? I feel like a stalker, Skye asked.

Your magic finds allies. I'm making sure they remember you. You could do it yourself if you weren't shielded, but today it is best that I take care of things. Each of them will somehow find a way to you. And while I know you doubt, you will remember each of them when you meet again, Kwill sent.

There are so many people... so many races I've never even seen before... many I don't even have names for. How are they all going to get into the temple?

In time you will learn and the temple is already full. These people will watch on the large screens and then wait for your return to the Palace. The chance to see the royal family and on such a big occasion as this is a once in a lifetime event. They will tell their children and grandchildren.

The platform stopped at the Verdilat Temple plaza. Skye released the restraint and joined his guard on the stairs. Mica and Jos adjusted the train and fussed over him, making sure everything was in place.

"Are you ready?" Jerrick asked.

"Yes. I think I am. How does this work?"

"You'll hear a change in the horns to signal us. River will enter first, then me, Taleel, Feired and Fisk. Then you follow - doing your walk thing. Mica and Jos will follow you and help with the train... and protect your ass." Jerrick snickered and leaned in to whisper. "No one and I mean no one is going to get near you. I know Kwill has you blocked but given what your guards are thinking... and how they feel about you, even Garrett's going to have to ask permission before he touches you."

Skye couldn't help but smile. Then the horns hit a louder and higher pitch as the doors opened. Okay... here we go.

Skye froze for a moment when it was finally his turn. The temple was huge and overwhelming. There are so many people! I can't even see Garrett, he's so far away. He felt Kwill's nudge, shaking him out of his fear.

You can do this Skye, Kwill said.

Skye held his head high and he walked. Each step, each glance he measured and timed. The temple was breathtaking - the stone columns were carved like trees and those at the front were surrounded by stained glass as if the stone trees had colorful foliage. But most importantly, below that on the dais stood the most beautiful man he'd ever seen. Garrett. Damn but they managed to make you even more beautiful and you're mine!

He can see you clearly now. I'm going to let his mind voice through. Don't try to push or you'll get overwhelmed by the others.

...Dragon, he is fucking gorgeous. How am I ever going to keep all of them away? Look at how they all look at him... But how can I blame them... oh Father you were so right. How could I have ever been so blind? But he's mine, he's mine now and everyone will know. The way he looks at me... I gotta get through this, can't lose it now. Garrick's thoughts echoed clearly in Skye's mind.

Kwill, can I send a thought back to him?

Yes, I can do that, though he is shielding very well. The others' lust for you is making him quite agitated and possessive.

Tell him. You are mine Garrett D'Or Drakken. Now and forever.

Delivered, Kwill said.

Skye saw the change in Garrett's face immediately as he struggled to maintain his composure. He wiped his eyes but Skye new the look, knew Garrett well enough to know he was fighting tears. Skye looked only at Garrett as he walked the last portion of the aisle and as he drew close he put everything he had into his gaze and his walk and saw the tears turn to lust and burning desire.

Finally Skye was in position facing Garrett, holding hands as the ceremony began. Skye looked into Garrett's dark eyes and tried to convey his love and desire. Garrett had been outfitted very similar to Skye. His cape was the same blue, but had a Gold Dragon and gold trim. Instead of the panels, his shoulder mantle had a large v across his chest. His gauze leggings were gold and showed glimpses of his strong legs and the sparkle of his jeweled crotch. Okay, so it looks incredibly sexy on him. I can't wait to get him naked and devour his body. I wonder how many times I can make him cum...

Seatha tapped Skye when it was time for him to repeat his vows. He'd been totally lost in his admiration of Garrett and had missed everything up until now. Seatha drew the ceremonial dagger and placed it against their clasped hands.

"Each of you present your right wrist." Seatha held their wrists and with a swift motion brought the dragon blade down cutting both wrists at the same time, then he took the wrists and placed them cut to cut.

Skye felt like he'd stuck his finger in an outlet. Energy ran up and down his body, like he had swallowed lightening. His skin and Garrett's began glowing brightly. Garrett's hand felt like it was on fire. Skye looked up into his face, reflecting a colorful rainbow and eyes like balls of fire.

Seatha wrapped their wrists in an elaborate dragon stole. Blue sparkling fog began pouring out from around their feet, until it looked like they stood in a cloud. Lights of all colors started flashing around them like fireworks and the cloud billowed and rose.

"No one may ever separate the love and devotion of the bond-mates. So be it," Seatha proclaimed. "You are now joined forever and all eternity."

The lights and the cloud were now accompanied by horns and thunder. Skye looked down at their clasped hands and stifled his gasp. The plasti-skin on their arms was bubbling and flaking away like ash. After a few moments it was gone and the dragon tattoos were visible.

"Amazing," Seatha whispered.

The bond marks were so lifelike they looked like real dragons had crawled onto their arms. Garrett had a platinum that went from his wrist all the way up to his shoulder - a shimmering iridescent silver and blue. Skye's was a gold with a blue underbelly and accents.

"Time to kiss your bondmate," Seatha whispered, bringing them back to the ceremony.

Garrett grabbed Skye and pulled him in tight for their kiss. When their lips met and their tongues touched Skye thought he might truly explode. His body was vibrating with energy and he could feel the same from Garrett. All he could think about was how much he wanted to join with Garrett there and now.

Step back now. Take deep breaths. Seatha is going to give you both nectar as a toast to send you on your way. You still have to make it back to the Palace. We're not done yet, Kwill said in their minds.

Skye reluctantly stepped back, holding tightly onto Kwill's words as he accepted the chalice, drank and returned it to Seatha. He counted his breathing, slow and deep. Gradually the overwhelming energy seemed to dissipate, unfortunately the lust for Garrett did not. Skye let Kwill coach his steps through the recessional and down to the waiting hover platform.

It seemed to take ages to return to the palace. When the guards escorted them through the large doors, Kwill went first then Garrett gave Skye's hand a squeeze before he turned to the nearest guard. "Tell my valet to prepare my things, I'll be there in a moment."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"We don't wear this?" Skye asked.

Garrett laughed. "You could not dance with that cape. The rest we keep for today, but we have elaborate jackets to wear instead of the capes. Though I'm a bit worried. Seeing you dance in those pants will surely undo me as well as most of the men in the room."

"I don't know, I think I might like dancing for you in this, without the jacket. If they let me keep it, maybe I will. I'm sure Jerrick would let me borrow those dragon bonds again."

"You wouldn't. Fuck Skye, that's cruel. Kwill may be shielding for you but I am barely holding it together as it is."

"Good. There are way too many good looking men to distract you. I need to make sure you don't forget me," Skye said poking Garrett in the chest.

"I really don't think that's possible. Besides, most of them are looking at you, not me."

"Then they're obviously blind, because you are by far the most beautiful man here," Skye's said with a squeeze to Garrett's hand before they were led back to his dressing room. Skye's next thought was acknowledging Mica as he opened the door to the dressing room. Skye paused a moment, looking at Mica and while Kwill was still shielding him, Skye could see something in Mica's eyes. He reached out to Mica, placing his hand on Mica's arm for a moment. "You will always be my surfer dude and I don't have any plans of giving you up," Skye said before crossing the threshold.

Mica gave him the best smile ever and blushed.

Garrett paused and looked at Mica, then leaned in and took a deep breath. His ran his hand across Mica's chest then up to his neck before gently cradling his chin and turning his head to look into his eyes. "You smell like Skye... good enough to eat."

"Quit scaring him," Skye admonished as he saw the fear in Mica's eyes.

"But he does. I can see why you chose him. I'm not sure I could resist him either."

"If it makes you feel better, Mica thinks you're as hot as I do."

"Sir!" Mica objected blushing.

"Oh come on, you know it's true. When you saw him across the room at dinner last night, you were thinking..."

"Your Majesty!" Mica interrupted as his face turned bright red.

"Good. Skye don't let me forget to do something about that," Garrett said with a wink as he left.

"May I help you Sir?" Dillon asked already there and waiting to serve.

"Yes, please." The first step was putting the heavy cape back in the rack. Dillon removed the front panels then helped Skye back into the rack where he could step out of the mantel. "I didn't realize how heavy it was. So Dillon, did I do okay? You were there right?"

"Oh yes sir. It was beautiful and amazing and they'll be talking about it for years. Your magic was quite spectacular," Dillon said as he began readjusting the belt and the pants.

"My magic? I didn't use any magic."

Dillon laughed. "You were a little distracted. The priest mages tried to cover up as much as they could with their 'show', but for anyone with magic talent, they could still feel it. I'm not honestly sure what was you and Garrett and what was the mages."

Skye began getting nervous. "Feel what? What did I do Dillon? Did I make a fool of myself?"

"Goodness no sir! It wasn't a bad thing, but I could feel that something was happening. Like someone cranked the temperature way up. There was a great deal of... uhm sexual energy. I'm not a mage... perhaps you can ask." Dillon finished helping Skye put on the jacket.

"It doesn't even come down to my butt!" Skye exclaimed realizing that the jacket didn't cover as much as he'd hoped. It was quilted but still tapered to accentuate his 'v' shape and just met the belt, leaving his crotch and ass on display.

"It looks very good sir. Not as amazing as the cape of course," Dillon said as he made a few more adjustments.

"Can we go into the next room so I can see?"

"Your Majesty, if you wouldn't mind... before you do," Mica said handing him a goblet of nectar.

• Scene 2 *

Before it even registered, Skye was in the great hall with Garrett by his side, with the royal family on the dais beside them and a crowd of thousands watching his every move. He enjoyed the many performances - dancers and acrobats doing feats he wouldn't even have believed were possible, musicians who varied widely and who were equally amazing. And the food - a never-ending stream of delicacies and tastes he'd never before experienced. Garrett had explained this was pretty much how it would go for the next day and a half. Occasionally there were dances where they were allowed to join or to Skye's mind 'perform', but most of the time they were the audience.

Then Taleel came and asked Skye to join him in a traditional dragon dance. Garrett and his parents seemed very enthusiastic about the idea and Skye didn't see a way to say no. He knew he should have been worried when the first thing Taleel did was remove his jacket, then Dillon was there taking Skye's as well - leaving him naked from the skimpy belt up. The music built in its tempo and Kwill turned shielding over to Skye - saying it was necessary for the dance to work.

At first it seemed pretty straight forward - a partner dance where he held hands with Taleel and they almost floated across the floor in graceful steps. But then Taleel pulled Skye to him and told him to treat it like their joint sparring and to give it his absolute all. Skye knew he was in trouble at that point, because he was in the middle of the floor with Taleel and everyone else had left the floor to watch.

The music grew louder, the beat stronger and the pace almost doubled. Skye focused on reading the moves from Taleel like they did in hand-to- hand fighting. Taleel enjoyed fighting an opponent with a partner so they'd practiced that part often. But while at times it seemed very familiar, the dance used many of their fighting acrobatics and it was also more seductive and sexual in the movements. Skye knew if he actually paid attention to that part instead of where he needed to be next, he'd lose it. Even while his total focus was on Taleel and the next move, he couldn't help but appreciate Taleel's beauty, and the dance and physical contact with suggestive moves were getting him a little overheated. When the dance finally ended with Skye straddling Taleel's waist - Taleel being spread-eagle on the floor, Skye finally caught his breath. Which was followed by a moment of panic as he realized they were both VERY aroused and his sparkly G-string and belly dancer pants did nothing to disguise it.

"Thank you Skye. It was absolutely perfect. You did brilliantly and I am so proud of you," Taleel said looking up at him. "Listen to them cheer. Don't be embarrassed, own it."

Skye stood and offered a hand to pull Taleel to his feet, he followed Taleel's lead and bowed to the crowd before turning Taleel toward him and kissed him soundly. Taleel looked poleaxed but quickly recovered and walked with Skye back to their table where Dillon was waiting, jacket in hand.

Skye realized Kwill had started shielding him again when he saw the expressions on the family's faces but didn't know how to interpret. Garrett stood and kissed Skye before helping him into his seat. "Did I do badly Garrett? I can't read anyone and it's driving me crazy."

Garrett laughed. "No Skye. That was the most amazing rendition of the Warrior Kin I have ever seen. You had them mesmerized. I wish it could have been me, but I don't know that I could have made it through the whole routine without public sex."

"Warrior Kin? And why wasn't it you?"

"The dance is named after a very famous dragon warrior and is also called the warrior's mating dance. It is like a very complicated kata and used for training elite soldiers who may have to fight together. That you could even do it, let alone do it so well is just mind-blowing. And it couldn't be me because I don't know it that well."

"Why did he risk it? What if I'd messed up?" Skye exclaimed.

"Taleel is your sensei, I'm betting you've actually practiced many of those moves and never even realized it."

Skye sat back a moment and thought about the rigorous training Taleel put him through. After a few moments he smiled, realizing that Garrett was right. Almost every move was one they'd practiced, though some were part of what he had thought was Taleel's fetish for vigorous sex, not hand-to- hand combat. "Yeah, guess we did. But why?"

"To show them that you could."

"Was kissing him bad?" Skye turned as a server placed a plate of food in front of him. "Thank you."

"No, it was good. Without knowing it, you gave the perfect end to the mating dance, showed the entire audience not only that you found Taleel attractive, but that you care for him. There's still some phobia about black dragons, you clearly showed that's not your issue."

"But I kissed someone other than you," Skye said with concern. He was feeling overwhelmed. There were so many strange customs and new experiences that he had no idea how to deal with all of it.

"As I've told you before, very normal for a dragon and you came right back and kissed me and haven't let go of me since," Garrett said holding up the hand Skye held tightly in his grasp. "Father and Pater are positively beaming. You've given them a public relations extravaganza."

Fortunately, the next few hours passed without anything too unusual. Skye watched as they cleared the floor and people started gathering.

"What's happening?" Skye asked

"The grand dance. Which includes us," Garrett said standing and holding out a hand to Skye. The dance was somewhat like a waltz and Skye was at first a little taken aback at who was dancing with whom until it became apparent, the pairing were continually changing as part of the dance. Gender and race had nothing to do with it.

Garrett and his family paired with Skye passing him back and forth until he was comfortable with the steps and could enjoy himself. He got caught up in the music and turned to his next partner... his heart dropped to his toes. It was Corey, he looked as good as ever but the reality came crashing in.

"You look wonderful Corey," Skye said as they danced.

"Look who's talking, damn Skye. Where did you ever learn that dance?" Corey asked.

"That hot guy I danced with taught me himself, little did I know." Skye tried to keep his breath as they spun.

Skye on the next turn, I want you to change partners with His Majesty, he'll make sure he's in the right place. Just do it, Kwill's voice commanded.

Skye didn't try to warn Corey, just pushed him in the turn as Emperor Darius swung his partner into Skye's waiting arms.

"Ah, King Tertian, it is an honor Your Majesty," Skye said as he swung the king away from the emperor and began the dance anew.

"Yes... quite," Tertian responded absently, frantically looking around at the other dancers."

"Someone you're looking for Your Majesty?" Skye asked.

"No, no, not at all."

Skye noticed that the king had broken out in a cold sweat and was quite distracted. Skye caught something out of the corner of his eye and turned to see the Tertian's General Akbel dancing toward them - his eyes and expression, strange.

They began the next spin when all of a sudden the General was there, a sharp pain, followed by another, then shouting and screams. King Tertian yelled something while holding up a bloody dagger.

Skye was so confused and felt his knees gave way. He dropped to the floor feeling really warm and strange. He looked down and put his hand to his jacket... blood, why is there so much blood. He held up his hands, looking at the blood, struggling to understand what was going on. He saw King Tertian and the General staring at him as people were shouting and screaming and then the world went black.

• Scene 3 *

Skye snuggled himself into the strong arms holding him, enjoying the scent and feel of the body wrapped around him. Wait... where am I? Skye thought. He opened his eyes and was startled at first to see his reflection. Above him was a large mirror - he couldn't help but smile. I'd have remembered that. Don't think I've been in this room before. Garrett was wrapped around him, his muscular form outlined by the sheet, his arm wrapped across Skye's chest, his leg over top of Skye's. His dark hair was plaited and looped over the pillow above him. He is so beautiful... and I don't look half bad, not as good as Garrett of course. Skye noted that his own long braid was carefully coiled on the bed beside him, almost as if he'd been 'arranged'. And there was an obvious tent over his groin. The room was dimly lit, most of the light coming from the large windows - not daylight, like a city at night. He could hear muffled sounds from outside.

Then he remembered... the dance, the pain and he ran his right hand over his abdomen and side, feeling for a bandage or wound. That's strange. It's perfectly smooth.

Garrett caught his hand and brought it to his lips, kissing his fingers then sucking his thumb into his mouth. He released Skye's hand and moved up and kissed him. "My beautiful sleeping beauty."

"Does that make you my Prince Charming?" Skye asked looking into the dark eyes.

"Oh yes. And I want to charm myself right inside your sweet dark places," Garrett responded before kissing him again.

"I'd like that. But what happened? Where are we? Why can't I read your thoughts?"

"I promise I'll tell you everything, but first, we need to take care of other things. And we're in our bedroom - or at least what is now going to be our bedroom. And don't worry, Kwill had to repress your abilities, sort of like shielding he said - you were dreaming and... well he said it's temporary. Trust me, it will be okay."

"River? Does River know I'm okay?"

"Relax. I finally managed to get them to go to bed. River and Nik checked on you several times, as did Kleitos, Pater, and Father. They all know you're fine. Now I want to ravage you, you think you can stop asking questions?"

"Yes," Skye said turning to face Garrett. He kissed him then began kissing down his chiseled jaw, his neck, his collarbone, then to the firm muscle of his chest. He used his tongue to tease along the channel between his pectoral muscles, then licked along the thick meaty underside. "Holy fuck," Skye whispered, seeing the swollen and engorged nipple. He didn't let a moment pass before sucking the huge nib into his mouth.

"Skye! No, please," Garrett cried out.

Skye continued sucking, biting and teasing the nipple. It was the size of a grape and the sensation of it in his mouth was turning him on. He held firm as Garrett tried to push him away, Skye rolled on top of him and pinned him down. He grabbed and stroked the other nipple with his hand and then began moving back and forth worshiping Garrett's tits. Now I understand why the guys looked at me that way... I can get into this...

Garrett was now panting and moaning from Skye's attention. His eyes had gone wild and he had a desperate look on his face.

Skye continued sucking and teasing as he ran his naked body against Garrett's. You may not have been hard before, but you sure are now. Skye thought as he felt Garrett's massive cock trapped between their bodies, doing an exotic dance with his own swollen member. He could feel Garrett spread his knees wide and try to tilt his ass up for Skye. Skye paused sucking for a moment and looked up. "Are you trying to tell me something?"

"Please Skye. You know exactly what you're doing to me, don't be cruel."

"Mmmmmmm." Skye resumed sucking and was rewarded with a steady flow of Garrett's sweet milk. He switched nipples and began sucking again until Garrett' was actually squirting into his mouth. "Mmmmm, that's new," Skye remarked swallowing the sweet juice.

"Skye... please."

"Oh, alright." Skye began kissing down Garrett's stomach, outlining the valleys of his abs with his tongue. He reached the pronounced v of Garrett's Adonis belt and licked down one side then the other. Garrett was making noises that sounded more like pitiful whimpers than moans of pleasure. Skye licked down the indent to his shaft then took the head of the monster cock in his mouth and sucked out the sweet pre-cum. Garrett cried out - his muscles tensed and he tried to tip his ass up farther. Skye continued to suck and lick at his thick cock. Even without the ability to read Garrett's thoughts, Skye knew he was driving him mad. I don't think I could do this if I could read his thoughts, if we were still linked I'd be overwhelmed by his lust. I'll have to ask Kwill if there's a way I can do it to myself.

"Please Skye, I'll do anything you want, please," Garrett begged.

"Are you sure it's okay for me to enter Prince Charming's royal ass?" Skye teased.

"YES!" Garrett cried out.

"Oooooo, someone's a little worked up, look at that hole, all swollen and twitchy," Skye said before running his tongue across the dark swollen lips of Garrett's hole, he moaned loudly and Skye could feel the nubs trying to pull him in as he licked.

"Skye! So help me if you don't stop teasing and fuck me, I'll flip you on your back and ride you 'til your cock's raw and your balls are dry!!!"

Skye crawled up and kissed Garret as he brushed the head of his cock against Garrett's hole. "I love it when you get all romantic..."

Garrett kissed back with heat as he reached down and gripped Skye's ass pulling him inside. He then proceeded to fuck himself, moving Skye's hips back and forth.

"I can do that for you if you want," Skye offered. Garrett let Skye take over and lie back, enjoying every moment. Skye was disappointed that he found himself reaching an orgasm quickly, too quickly. He collapsed onto Garrett as his body pumped his seed deep into his lover.

"It's been too long," Garrett said as he rolled Skye off then got up and moved Skye onto his hands and knees. "Now it's my turn."

"What? Wait, ouch, ouch, the braid." Skye got out before Garrett had pulled his wrists behind his back, causing him to fall forward onto the pillows, Garrett took pity and pulled Skye's braid out from under his knee where it had become pinned while making sure his ass stayed up in the air. "Oh my!" Skye exclaimed as Garrett began rimming him like a starving man.

"Sleeping Beauty, you have a mighty fine tasting hole."

Skye wanted to respond but his brain and his mouth weren't communicating so well, other than to make pitiful moaning sounds.

"I'm glad to see you missed me," Garrett said getting Skye ready. He got up on his knees behind Skye and started rubbing up and down his crack as he reached under him and began pulling, and squeezing Skye's swollen nipples.

"Oh fuck... oh fuck..." Skye cried out. His nipples were still very sensitive. Though he hadn't realized how sensitive until Garrett started playing with them. His arms were still held captive behind his back and the hot, warm cock was teasing him.

"Yeah, you though it was funny when you did it to me. Now what do you think?" Garrett asked as Skye tried desperately to get the cock into his ass.

"Yes!" Skye cried out as he felt the massive cock opening him up. Skye pushed himself back and fucked himself savagely on the huge beast. The more Garrett teased his nipples the harder Skye rode him. Words were useless, all he could think about was fucking himself as hard and fast as he could. Skye felt his orgasm building and continued pushing back and taking Garrett all the way to the root. His body shuddered and shook as the orgasm took him and Garrett released inside.

Garrett licked up Skye's spilled load then flipped him onto his back and kissed him. He then pinned Skye down with his body and took one of Skye's nipples in his mouth and began sucking like a mad man. Skye lost the ability to think, the pleasure was too much.

Garrett finally took pity on Skye and paused sucking has his hand grasped the root of Skye's cock.

"Who knew Prince Charming had such an amazing ass, or such a huge cock," Skye said.

"Well this Royal prick of yours needs to be inside my Royal ass several more times by morning, but first... those nipples need more work. Have I mentioned that I have a serious weakness for nipples," Garrett said as he latched on and began sucking anew.

"Oh fuck... Garrett please..." Skye screamed.

• Scene 4 *

"Would you like some tea Your Majesty?" Dillon asked.

"Yes, thank you," Skye responded before returning his glare to Garrett. "Okay, enough stalling. I took my shower, I've eaten my breakfast. Explain. How do I not have a mark on me? Why are my senses still locked down?"

"Where do you want me to start?" Garrett asked as Dillon poured the tea.

"And what's wrong with Dillon?" Skye added noticing that Dillon wouldn't make eye contact.

"Well, that's the simple one. But I can't explain that until I go through the rest. Kwill and his people figured out the Pembran's plans and staged an intervention. The instructions for you to change partners with Father was just one piece of it. You were 'supposed' to be dancing with Corey, so changing partners put Tertian in the thick of things - the Psions played with General Akbel's perceptions as well. So he proceeded as originally planned, stab Corey and hand off the knife to you to make it look like you had done it. However, what really happened is that Akbel stabbed you and handed the knife to Tertian who then stabbed you a second time. Yeah, even knowing what happened it's confusing."

"So Kwill could actually convince them to see what he wanted," Skye asked.

"Yes. There were other Psions assisting, so not sure what Kwill did himself. There's good reason why the Psions are so feared. I told you the sweet, innocent child look is a total sham," Garret said.

"But why would Tertian stab me a second time and how was I not stabbed? There's not a mark."

"You actually were, but the Psions actually confused Tertian into thinking Akbel had failed. Both Tertian and Akbel thought you were Corey and each other were you. And as to how you were stabbed, but weren't - you likely felt the stab but it didn't get through your shields. That's why we had you wear those armbands. It can't stop the force of the blow, but it can prevent it from penetrating. Your jacket had special reservoirs in the padding that held a supply of your blood. So it gave the illusion you were bleeding. We were there quickly enough no one could get close enough to see otherwise."

"But I felt sick... I passed out," Skye objected.

"That was Kwill. He caused your knees to give out, raised your pulse then snuffed you out. Just like throwing a switch."

"Psions ever go rogue?" Skye asked, concerned as the possibilities hit him.

"According to legends, yes and it's as scary as you imagine. The Psions are quick to take care of it themselves and it is not pretty or gentle. They know how much they are feared and take no chances with anyone making the reputation worse."

"And Dillon, the shielding?" Skye asked watching as Dillon quickly scurried away.

"To keep up the illusion, the plan was for you to be out for several hours while the medics worked to 'save' you. However, while you were unconscious you began dreaming, but I guess like what happened with your daydreams, you affected reality. By the time we found Kwill and figured out what to do, you'd already... uhm... had sex 'metaphysically' speaking, with me, Mica, and Dillon. Dillon got the worst of it. Kwill did something to sort of shut down or shield your telepathic powers. He said they'd start coming back this morning."

"Oh my God... is everyone okay? Did I hurt anyone?" Skye asked in disbelief.

"Hurt? No. Freak out a little maybe. I didn't even know that was possible. One moment I was talking to Father, who had come in to check on you, and the next thing I know I'm on the floor being fucked like nobody's business. It was so incredibly real... and good by the way."

I wonder if it is possible to die from embarrassment. Skye thought. "And the others?"

"Pretty much the same. A waking dream that you swear is real, but know it can't be. I didn't ask for details, but Mica and Dillon were in the room with me, so I witnessed it. Mica got hit after me, he had just reported that Kwill was on his way when he got this strange look on his face, backed up against the wall and spread his legs. I recognized the expression on his face, especially by the time he slid to the floor. Wasn't a stretch to guess where the wet spot on his crotch came from - with all the moaning and all." Garrett gave Skye a serious look. "From the number of times Dillon shot a load, and the amount of time he was down... it was impressive. You know an orgasm shoots right through your tights? I didn't. He was still going at it when Kwill arrived."

"Yeah, yeah. I get the picture." Skye turned and saw Dillon was still in the room. "Dillon, if it means anything I'm terribly sorry."

Dillon came back and refilled his tea and while he was still blushing fiercely, there was a smile on his face. "Believe me Your Majesty. It was a pleasure and I really didn't mind at all. I take it you don't remember?"

"Not a bit. Do you mind telling me what I did?"

"No sir, I am flattered. You pinned me to the floor, pulled down my tights and rode me, then you flipped me over onto my knees and took me from behind. After that you took me into your mouth and brought me again. You had just positioned me to enter me again when Master Kwill interrupted."

"Oh my..." Skye thought as the blood rushed to his face. Not that I hadn't thought of doing that, but wasn't really expecting him to find out... "So, what is happening today? Do I stay in hiding, pretending to recover?" Skye asked trying to change the subject.

"No, no. Even if it had happened for real, the medics could have had you patched up enough to be seen, so it's another day of celebration. Though we get to be low key since you're recovering. You get to wear some fake bandages and take it easy today. Father announced that the medics were successful and you'd fully recover - around midnight. The crowds were holding vigil outside the palace, actually still are."

"What happened to Tertian, Akbel, and Corey?"

"Needless to say there was absolute pandemonium. Tertian and Akbel were arrested and the rest of the Pembran delegation was taken into protective custody. Rioters attacked the Pembran embassy and several of our allies have demanded drastic sanctions and reprisals."

"Is Corey hurt?"

"No. He's in protective custody but I promise he's being taken care of very well. Pater saw to it personally. So are you ready to get dressed and greet your adoring fans?"

• Scene 5 *

"It looks very good Your Majesty," Dillon assured Skye for the fourth time.

"You sure this is acceptable to wear in public? They're going to make me tour the prison. Somehow I feel like wearing this is just asking for trouble," Skye said as he ran his hands down the panels trying to figure out if there was a way to hide more of his stomach.

"I'm sure. It is the latest court fashion, especially for nobility."

"Well at least it covers a lot more than my bonding ensemble," Skye said as he looked again at his reflection. He was back in belly dancer pants, but this time blue gauzy material - at least these were a solid piece of fabric. The ivory and silver jacket was sleeveless and cinched with a v shaped belt that sat low on his hips. While it came down to his calves, the front left most of his chest and stomach revealed. The bandage doesn't do much for it.

"You look great and you have nothing to be nervous about Skye. You'll do fine," Garrett encouraged. His clothing was similar but deep red instead of blue and his jacket was trimmed in gold.

"Looks better on you," Skye said in what he knew sounded like a sulk. He approached Garrett and slid his hands inside the jacket. He slid them up until he brushed the still sensitive nipples, eliciting a gasp and a quick retreat from Garrett.

"Skye please, we don't have time," Garrett objected.

"Now it definitely looks better on you," Skye said running his finger along the pronounced bulge in Garrett's pants.

"Skye, you can't need to again. We barely got any sleep as it is and we can't be late, the whole court will be waiting."

"You said we get a break mid-day, right?"

"Yes. Father will give you instructions and send you and your team to the prisons to select someone to pardon. You'll return and tell Father who you selected. He'll have Serat research the prisoner so he can give an appropriate speech. While that's happening we can eat a meal and take care of you other needs before returning to court."

"Okay, but other needs first, then food. Do we have to be there for all the rehash and sentencing?"

"Yes. Skye. Though I'll warn you it may take a few days to get through all the trials and sentencing. He didn't tell me who was being dealt with first."

• Scene 6 *

Skye walked along the corridor, trying to reach out and catch some glimmer of goodness from at least one of the convicts. The Emperor had given very little guidance other than 'pick the one you feel is worth saving'. Darius had also made it very clear that Skye could not enlist any assistance, opinion or any other type of help from Garrick, Skye's guards, or even Kwill. Tradition was that it was the sole responsibility of the newly bonded prince. Skye was now walking the first below-ground level. He had started at the top and was working his way down. In theory, those committing lesser crimes were on the higher levels.

Skye paused at the ramp to the next level and closed his eyes. He needed a minute to calm his thoughts and push away the images. The prison held all manner of species and both male and female criminals. The upper levels didn't seem substantially different than what they showed in Earth movies set in the future. They were sterile, clean and without bars, glowing force field walls contained and separated the dangerous. The convicts looked at him as he passed with hunger and desperation offering themselves to him in all manners if he would choose them.

"Your Majesty, perhaps some nectar would make you feel better," Mica said offering the canister he always seemed to have on hand.

"Thank you Mica."

"Are you sure there wasn't someone worthy Your Majesty, the lower levels are... unsettling," Feired cautioned.

"He's right Your Majesty. You won't find anything in the lower levels worth saving. Save yourself the unpleasantness," the city guard said.

Chanur, that was his name, Skye thought. He found the guard particularly unsavory and he wasn't sure why. That sounded like a challenge, probably thinks I'm too fragile. "Thank you. I'll be fine. Let's continue."

"As you please," Chanur responded.

Skye picked up the thought - Chanur fully expected Skye to lose his breakfast all over his 'pretty' coat. Skye ground his teeth and counted then used the pause to reach out with his mind again. It was faint, barely a flicker, but somewhere below was someone who called to him.

By the fourth level below ground Skye began to doubt. It was taking all his will power not to heave his guts. These were not modern, futuristic cells and Skye was pretty sure they hadn't been cleaned in several life- times. It felt like he'd stepped back into Earth's middle-ages and while he'd toured some recreated dungeons, they had somehow failed to replicate the filth and stench. Like walking through an outhouse in the heat of a summer day. Those held here were in chains and as filthy as their surroundings.

"Are you well Your Majesty?" Mica asked.

"Yes, thank you. Just discouraged and please, please don't even offer me anymore nectar while we're down here."

"Of course," Mica said with a look of compassion.

Skye knew it was bothering Feired and Mica just as much - they were both just better at hiding it. Then he felt it, a tingle, a sense of being pulled. He opened his mind and searched and then knew which direction to go, but he was also getting a strange feeling from Chanur. "So what happens to these prisoners and why are they treated so differently than those above ground?"

"The scum below ground have been sentenced to exile at one of the off world prisons or mines. It is the worst punishment, short of execution," Chanur said with a smile.

"How is prison worse elsewhere, more harsh conditions? I can't imagine something worse than this," Skye said waving at the conditions around him.

"If you're exiled you know there is no hope of return. They also know they visit the cutter before they go. Conditions at the off-world prisons are brutal. Odds are you'll be used as someone's whore one way or another and forced to do things you can't even imagine. Add to that you are doing back breaking work in harsh environmental conditions until you drop over dead. Oh, and the guards - they're robots or androids, they don't give a damn," Chanur explained with an unsettling reverie.

"You mentioned the 'cutter'?" Skye asked and got an immediate thought from both Feired and Mica that he really didn't want to know.

"Any person sent into exile is sterilized first. For men they cut off their balls or whatever their race has that is similar and for women, they take out their ovaries or eggs. It's to make sure there are no children... ever."

Skye focused on the prisoners around him as he made his way through the wretched bodies. Occasionally Chanur or one of the other officers would recount what the criminal had done or who they were. Skye had just come to a young man, or maybe just a boy, hanging on the wall, so filthy and ragged, he couldn't tell what color his skin was or even what race he might be. His hair was matted and bug infested and hung over his face. He didn't even bother to look up though he knew Skye was there.

"One of the most deserving of his sentence," Chanur said before spitting on the boy.

"He's only a boy!"

"A vermin who doesn't deserve to live. He killed my partner, a man with a family and a future. Ripped his heart right out of his body. Dirty, filthy, shifter!" Chanur approached the boy and leaned in whispering. "I'll make sure to attend your cutting shifter, I already made a deal with the surgeon, no pain killers or drugs for you. I want you to hear the crunch when they snip the tubes and feel the pain when they pull your worthless balls out of your sack."

Skye's mind had heard Chanur as easily as if he'd yelled it in his ear. He couldn't help but slip deeper into his thoughts - why would Chanur have such hatred? Skye felt his own anger beginning to rise as he relived the past and quickly switched and dove into the boy's head, searching, validating gathering an understanding of what brought him so low. The boy had totally given up all hope. He knew he was doomed.

"Your Majesty?" Mica reached out and put a hand on Skye's shoulder interrupting his thoughts.

Skye turned to look at Mica who tapped his forehead.

Sir, the temperature has dropped several degrees and the guards have noticed the change in your expression. I can feel the magic, even if they can't.

Skye started counting in his mind, normally he'd take deep breaths but here, that was likely to make him retch. "Let's move on." Skye said trying to think what to do. Kwill?

Yes Your Majesty, Kwill responded almost immediately.

I need your help.

I am forbidden to aid in the selection Skye...

**No, no. I have selected but it's complicated. I can't bring him with me because the city guards escorting us will make sure he never lives to see the light of day. Likewise if they know who I've selected and I leave him, he'll come to a quick end. So I don't need help selecting, I need help saving."

Ahhh, that I can do. Can you tell me more? Kwill asked.

Skye quickly sent the images and information he had collected and explained as best he could while trying to continue to walk. "I would like to return to the upper levels if you please," Skye said to Chanur.

"Sorry to have wasted your time Your Majesty, I told you that you wouldn't find anyone down here."

Skye almost startled out loud when Kwill's voice sounded in his mind.

The Emperor says to return. Tell the guards that you have made your choice but must review it with the Emperor. It has been long enough no one will notice if you don't bring the prisoner with you - they'll assume this is the way it works.

Thank you Kwill. Skye had returned to one of the upper-most levels and went back to a man he'd remembered. The prisoner had caused another man's disfigurement through an accident at work. Skye thought the guards would see him as a likely selection, though Skye had seen that it wasn't an accident. The man was jealous and had intentionally caused the mishap. Skye did not regret giving the man false hope. "Yes, I think I've made my choice," Skye said turning to the guards. "I will return to the Emperor and report."

"Do you want to take him with you?" the other guard asked.

"No. I must review it with His Majesty first," Skye answered.

• Scene 7 *

"Are you sure you don't want me to change first Your Majesty? I am not presentable," Skye asked.

"Quite sure. I can stand the smell if you can. Besides, we need to act quickly. And thank you for joining us Master Kwill," Emperor Darius said as he took his seat.

Skye felt a little overwhelmed by the room, it was opulent and luxurious beyond his wildest imagination - he was in the private office suite of the Emperor. Add to that the realization that Skye was about to be interrogated and he smelled like a latrine.

"Please begin Skye. While Kwill gave me some idea of what we're dealing with, I want to hear it directly from you," Darius said.

"The boy's name is Christos. He's a were-panther. He was returning home from daily lessons when the guards cornered him. They teased him about how pretty he was and what a good price he'd fetch. They took him to a secluded area, held him down and stripped him - telling him that they wanted to sample him. The other city guard, Berko, revealed himself and was about to rape Christos when Christos shifted. He did so quickly enough that they were not prepared. Berko, was a were-lion, and tried to shift, but Christos had already pierced his chest and damaged his heart. Berko died mid-transformation. The other attacker, Chanur, also shifted and was about to attack Christos when other city guards came upon them. He quickly accused Christos of attacking and those guards, being were- lions, helped hide the evidence that would indicate their part."

"So from both their memories, you saw this?" Darius asked.

"Yes Your Majesty, their memories matched. They thought Christos was far too young to have his form yet and it was the first time he tried to transform - it was only his arm and hand that changed. They got the case moved to the were-clan court and the king never even let Christos speak."

"And you say there are others involved, that he was not the only victim?" Darius clarified.

"Yes Your Majesty. The king of the were-clan is definitely involved. Chanur does not know who is supporting them higher up, only that they have serious senior level support. They have been taking young were- children for years, especially from the panthers and tigers and selling them off-world. They have taken and sold other races as well. Magical creatures and shifters are the most valuable. Dragons are too risky. Since the incident with Christos, Chanur has taken and raped at least five before transferring them. To maintain anonymity, they use coded messages to arrange drop-off. There are no other names or faces in his memory, just code names."

"I concur. Well done Skye," Kwill said with a nod.

"Kwill, I would like you to read the were-clan king, Metros. He is already here for open court, so it shouldn't be too difficult to get to him. We'll hold off on the pardon until tomorrow. Unfortunately, I can't delay longer, though I would have liked time to flush out the others involved. By then they'll know truth seekers are back in our service and that we have found evidence of their slave trade. They'll be much more careful and perhaps curtail activities for a while. This is infuriating! To hide this level of activity, he or she must be fairly senior in my council."

"What about Christos," Skye asked.

"He's already been removed. Kwill and my personal guards retrieved him while you returned. Chanur has also been detained and secreted away as have the guards who helped hide the crime. Kwill's people are searching their memories for any others and we'll take them before they have a chance to warn anyone or escape. Christos is now under the care of the royal medics. They will make sure that he is physically healed and certainly cleaned up a bit. So Skye, I must ask. How did you find him among so many? Did this young man call to your magic?" Darius asked.

"Yes sir. That's how I found him, it was like a rope, pulling me in."

"Interesting," Darius said as he turned to look out the window.

Skye waited, wondering what if anything, he was supposed to do now.

Darius turned back. "Yes, you two should take this chance to clean up and eat. I want you in my court by 14:00. We will introduce Kwill and announce our alliance. Skye we will be sentencing both Veygat and Marta today, obviously Marta will be this evening after dark. Oh, and my apologies but I needed Garrett to run an errand for me. He'll meet you back in court."

Skye took that as a sign of dismissal and followed Kwill out of the suite. Skye had to rely on Kwill to help him find his room when they returned to the palace, it seemed like a maze and he had no idea where he was going. Dillon was there waiting when they arrived.

"Your Majesty?" Dillon questioned, his face twisting into a grimace as the odor hit him.

"The prisons are not the cleanest places, or at least the levels below ground. I'm not sure if they can be salvaged or not..." Skye said as he started stripping.

"I'll take care of it sir. I'll lay out fresh clothing for you - I have another set identical to that one, plus several similar in other colors."

"The same color is good."

"Dillon, would it be possible for you to bring food back to the room? Skye and I have some business to attend to and His Majesty wants us to return to court," Kwill asked.

"Certainly, but I am not familiar with your tastes Master Kwill," Dillon said with concern.

"Whatever you select for Skye will be fine for me as well, I assure you."

"As you wish," Dillon responded as he finished laying out a new set of clothing before leaving.

"What are you doing Skye?" Kwill asked.

"I was going to take a quick shower and see if Dillon left a robe in the bath... I need his help getting dressed in that get up and I'd feel stupid standing around naked."

"Take a shower. I'll find something for you," Kwill said.

Skye came into the room wrapped in a towel looking down with his braid to his nose. "Kwill, do you think my hair smells bad? I didn't want to attempt washing it and rebraiding in the time we have and holy shit..." Skye said looking up.

"Something wrong?"

"You're naked!" Skye said swallowing the lump in his throat. I should not have this reaction to him. So hard and smooth, damn he looks like a boy - well a really ripped, blue, well-endowed, sexy as fuck boy.

"I've waited long enough," Kwill responded. "You shouldn't fight it, I know you find me attractive. You know I'm older and more mature than you, regardless of what I look like. Lie on the bed Skye."

"I shouldn't... Garrett and I just bonded, it wouldn't be right," Skye objected feeling his heart race as Kwill climbed onto the bed.

"I already warned him, told him to find a nice quiet place to rest so he can enjoy the experience," Kwill said as he crawled across the bed to be right next to Skye.

"You mean, he's going to feel what happens?"

"Yes. You've shared before and I'll make sure he doesn't miss a single kiss or caress. It appears your nipples are still quite swollen from the milk leeches."

Skye gasped as he felt something slide inside his ass, it didn't hurt but it felt incredibly huge and it was massaging all the right places as it stroked. "What the..." Skye began to ask, seeing that Kwill was not even touching him, but the feeling of being fucked took his breath away.

"I can show you lots of things Skye. What you did to Dillon was child's play," Kwill said.

Skye cried out. It felt as if someone was sucking on each of his nipples. Added to the feeling in his ass and he couldn't speak or keep his eyes open. Then he felt someone - no, two someones each taking one of his balls into their mouths. In seconds he knew he was going to blow...

"I do believe you're leaking Skye, not to worry, I'll take care of it," Kwill said. He lowered his mouth over the throbbing cock and took it deep into his throat, sucking and stroking with his mouth. He continued stimulating Skye's erogenous zones, enjoying how quickly he had overwhelmed him.

Skye couldn't believe the sensations Kwill was creating with his mouth. It was unlike any blowjob he'd ever experienced. Even better than Dillan... His body began to shake and the orgasm hit him hard, he gasped and his eyes rolled bock - every muscle seemed to tense at once and then he thrashed and screamed. But Kwill was still sucking his cock, drinking his jiz while the pressure and penetration in his ass went faster and deeper, ravaging his p-spot. There was no escaping the sensations.

"Worth waiting for," Kwill said sitting up, licking his lips - still coated with Skye's white cream.

Skye gasped as he tried to recover. His head was pounding and the world was spinning. The invasion of his ass and all the tongues had gone away, but he was still getting small aftershocks, causing his body to quiver and his balls to throb. It took several minutes before he could open his eyes and focus.

"Now we can have sex," Kwill said with a smile.

"What the hell was that? Foreplay?" Skye asked in disbelief.

"Yes. You can do that for your partners you know... it takes some practice but it's just a fine tuning of what you did with your day dreams."

"You're kidding, right?" Skye asked in disbelief.

"Not at all. The only limitation is your imagination and concentration. Are you ready?"

"For what?"

Kwill turned and straddled Skye presenting his ass. He lifted the tail and let Skye see the round globes, the smooth crack and the dark blue hole. "You know you want it Skye, I've seen you looking at it, wondering what it will taste like, what it will feel like wrapped around your cock... go ahead taste me."

Skye couldn't resist, he felt the firm, tiny muscled ass and put his lips to Kwill's cheek and kissed, then ran his tongue over the round flesh to the crack. Kwill smelled inviting and he gently licked the blue puckered flesh. It tasted good, almost sweet. He began licking more enthusiastically then pushed his tongue in and began rimming in earnest.

"That's the way Skye, get me nice and wet for your cock."

Skye found he couldn't get enough, he changed positions and moved around so he was behind Kwill gripping his narrow hips, driving his face into the crack, his tongue into the hot wet hole. He wanted to fuck this tight little hole. Skye got up on his knees and lined up his dripping cock, putting the head to the tight little hole and pushed.

Kwill took him in and pushed back fucking himself on Skye's hard cock. "Fuck me hard Skye, show me how much you want my tight little hole. I want you to fill me with your cum. That's it Skye, harder - you can go deeper. I'm your fuck-boy Skye. Use me."

Skye felt himself slipping into a fuck frenzy, it felt so good, tight and wet wrapped around his cock, the slim, narrow hips, the sexy back and even the tail. He looked at the tail waiving in front of him and reached out to stroke it. The furred end pulled back and Skye saw the thick cock, already dripping with pre-cum. He pulled it to his mouth and began sucking. It was as sweet as Kwill's ass.

"That's it Skye, get it wet and juicy. I can fuck you at the same time if you want..."

"Yes!" Skye cried out releasing the tail.

Kwill's tail slid around Skye's hip and started prodding at his crack, sliding up and down teasing his hole. Then it was sliding in, penetrating him while he fucked Kwill's ass. It drove deep inside Skye and fucked him as hard and fast as Skye was fucking Kwill.

Skye gasped. "Can't hold back... I'm going to cum!"

"So am I, let it go Skye, fill me as I fill you," Kwill said.

Skye erupted inside Kwill's ass and while he stopped thrusting, Kwill did not, continuing to pound him deep and hard. Skye was sure he could feel Kwill's jiz filling his ass, there was so much of it, he could feel the heat and the pressure as it filled him and Kwill's continued thrusting brought more waves of pleasure. Skye collapsed on top of Kwill while Kwill continued massaging Skye's insides bringing small whimpers and shudders from him.

Kwill gently pulled out and began licking Skye, his ass, his balls and then flipped him over to work on his tortured cock. He made sure every bit of Skye's seed was captured and noted that almost none of his own had leaked out of Skye's ass. But he rimmed and licked anyway, just because Skye tasted that good.

"I think that's probably enough for our first time. You're already glowing and I need to be careful how much of your seed I take. It is quite potent and I may need to build up to handling more. Please rest a bit before you try to stand and maybe check in on your bond-mate. Make sure he enjoyed our session. I'm going to go clean up a little," Kwill said.

Skye lie still for a moment gathering his thoughts and waiting for the aftershocks to fade. Garrett? You there? Skye asked reaching out to his partner.

Maybe. I'm having trouble love. My head and body aren't speaking right now. But damn, that was amazing, Garrett answered.

Yeah especially for one guy, more like when I'm with you, Jerrick, and River. Wasn't what I expected.

That's an understatement. He said find a quite spot, not find a place where no one will notice you scream or react to your orgasms.

Are you okay? Is there a problem? Skye asked.

No, just embarrassed and I'll need to stop by for new pants. Wow, and a new jacket. I'm covered in my own jiz. He was... quite effective.

Did you hear him say I can do some of that myself?

I'm not sure I'm ready love. Our sex was already intense and mind- blowing, this could be beyond addictive. I think I understand now why having a Psion partner was considered such an honor. Though it does make me wonder how they got anything else done. I'll be there shortly.

Skye closed his eyes and then startled as he realized someone was there. He opened his eyes to see Mica seated on the bed next to him, a worried look on his face and a crystal goblet of green nectar in his hand.

"Your Majesty... I think you should drink this," Mica said.

Skye sat up and couldn't help but smile looking at the handsome blond man's face. He reached up and put his hand to Mica's cheek and kissed him. He could feel the arousal and Mica's need, as if he had experienced some of what happened.

"Please sir, Jeired and I have both started glowing and we haven't even been intimate with you. I think we're getting some spill over."

"I'm sorry," Skye said taking the goblet and drinking it down. "Mica, could you or Jeired feel any of what Kwill did?"

"Sort of, like echoes of pleasure that whispered across my skin, teasing me and making my heart pound and... well other things too," Mica confessed.

"We'll figure it out and I've already told you that you will be very well cared for. Garrett's even offered to help," Skye said with a parting kiss as he headed for the bath.

End Chapter 14

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