This story is set during the three years that Riki was with Iason before he was temporarily released. I have only seen the OVA twice and that was with very choppy subtitles so if any of the information is wrong please tell me and I will correct it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ai no Kusabi.
Warnings: This story involves yaoi: boyxboy action. Don't like don't read. Then again if you're in this section you should know that because that's pretty much what Ai no Kusabi is.
REPOST: I had posted this several years ago without the explicate scenes. Instead of sending the scenes to the overwhelming amount of people who messaged me for them, I have polished this entire story and have decided to simply repost the entire thing, scenes included. All of it is typed and edited, all I have to do is upload the chapters. So please enjoy, review, and the next chapter will be up within the week.
Riki was laying in the bed, spooned against his master, one of the Blondie's arm slung over his waist. Both were breathing hard and their bodies were slick with sweat.
It had been a year and a half since Riki had become Iason's pet. Although he still hated every second he had to be in Iason's presence he had learned to obey his commands without question or complaint, at least most of the time.
Iason traced his pet's jaw with his long elegant fingers as he spoke.
"We are expected to arrive in two hours."
"I'm not going." Riki said quietly.
Riki knew where they were going and he didn't want to be there. They had to go in today, which meant that the mongrel would be on display for three hours with the rest of the pets. He would have to tolerate being touched, groped, and generally felt-up by Blondies he neither knew nor wanted anything to do with. Following the showing, if a pet was "lucky," he or she was taken to one of the back rooms by a Blondie other than their master.
Iason's hand stilled, he was not happy with his pet's response. He grasped Riki's chin and pulled his head around to look at him.
"You are going, regardless of whether you want to or not."
Riki pulled away and stood from the bed.
"I will not."
Iason got up and walked around the bed to stand behind his love. He wrapped his arms around the boy's waist and rested his chin on the head of dark hair. Riki unconsciously leaned back into the man's chest.
Iason started kissing a trail down his neck while speaking, the warm breath sending shivers through Riki's body.
"You are going and I would like it to be without punishment before we get there." He blew on the wet trail he had left, causing another wave of shivers to pass through his pet.
"You know I do not enjoy punishing you."
Riki reluctantly pulled away from the sweet torture and turned to look into Iason's ice-blue eyes.
"Then don't make me go," Riki nearly whined.
A look of sympathy passed briefly over Iason's face as he listened to his pet. He gently took him in his arms again and kissed him. Riki didn't respond, but these days he rarely did.
"You must. It is but one night, once a month."
Riki ripped himself away from the comfort and glared at the Blondie.
"It's easy for you; you're the one getting pleasure. I'm getting used for everyone else's pleasure!" He yelled.
Iason raised his hand and brought it across the mongrel's cheek. A loud smack resounded throughout the room as Riki's head snapped to the side.
"You will not shout at your master, Pet. I thought you had learned that by now." Riki didn't respond and he kept his head to the side.
"Get ready, we leave in one hour."
With one last look at the silent boy, Iason left the room to ready himself.
Exactly forty-five minutes later he returned to the room to see Riki seated on the bed, scowling, but dressed properly for the occasion.
His "clothes" consisted of a black leather thong, metal shackles on his ankles and wrists, and a solid-gold collar around his neck with a chain hanging down his chest.
Iason did not particularly enjoy these events either. He hated having to share his pet when he looked like this with his head bowed submissively, the underwear leaving very little to the imagination and the shackles on his limbs just waiting to be tied down to the floor or a bed.
"I'm glad you changed your mind. Now get up, we're leaving."
Riki slowly got up, but still refused to look at him. Iason let him be, glad that he hadn't fought him further.
The driver in the car gave Riki the once over and smiled appreciatively. Iason glared at him and got in next to his pet. The ride to the show was silent and tense. They entered the tall building, but Iason stopped them before they could go into the main room.
Iason checked for anyone around before he pulled Riki into his arms and gave him a soft kiss before looking him in the eyes.
"I am sorry you have to do this, but I cannot get out of this…for either of us."
Riki looked slightly surprised.
"Why would you want to get out of it? I thought you enjoyed this shit." He said.
Iason smiled sadly and shook his head.
"No, I do not. I don't wish to share you with anyone. You should not have to be passed around like a common whore."
"But that's what I am."
"No, you are not. You are the pet of Iason Mink. That is an honor."
Riki nodded and turned to face the doors that would lead to his hell for the night.
Iason lifted the chain around the boy's neck and pulled him inside; he had to keep up appearances after all.