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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 19:39:22 GMT -5
Ryker raised both brows in surprise. "You're a kinky one aren't you?" he smirked, tossing his hair. "So where to...master?" he asked, saying the word slowly.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 19:55:56 GMT -5
Apollo faked a shiver...at least he thought he did. "Ooh, that's hot." The Reaper chuckled at himself. "Come along then...servant." He echoed, but the smile was still on his face as he led the way out of the door. "Let us, tour the grounds."
Grants, it was a bad idea show the enemy the layout of one's fortress. However, if said enemy managed to get back in without dying, then hell, the Radations deserved to win.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 19:59:04 GMT -5
"You realize how unsmart it is to let me walk unbridled, right?" he asked, folding his arms. He pointed to his neck. "All servants--especially pleasure slaves are supposed to wear a collar, correct?" he asked, looking at Apollo, who should know this.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 20:03:45 GMT -5
Apollo chuckled again and it was a giddy sound. "Yes, but my uncle would be much more impressed if I had managed to tame you without the collar." He tossed Viper an appraising look. "Unless you wanted to be collared. Then by all means, let us get one. I assume you like being shocked?" He asked asked genially.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 20:07:08 GMT -5
"You insult me." Ryker said with a sniff. "What makes you think you could tame me at all, much less in the span of a few hours? Besides, I killed two of your guards--that news has definitely reached the Bastard, so leading me without a collor is suspicous, no?" he said, folding his arms.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 20:14:10 GMT -5
Apollo sighed dramatically, slumping his shoulders. "Fine." He whined. "Thanks a lot for not letting me look better than I really am." He bemoaned, beckoning to Viper to follow him. "To the harem then for your collar. I'm thinking silver, ruby studded." He mused.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 20:19:04 GMT -5
Ryker nodded, wondering at the peculiar Reaper. The male was almost...friendly. It was creepy. He followed silently, his mind going in circles. Why did Jeta want him to fuck his nephew? What did he have to gain--and how did he get from the Division? Last he could remember, he was in his barracks, sleeping off a drinking session with the boys and Symion...but there was no way possible that...
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 20:25:33 GMT -5
There were a number of reasons that Jeta had set Viper, however, Apollo could care less about each and every idea. His uncle was insane. End of story. If the man had actually agreed to something with the Division, then he was surely planning on betraying them at one point or another. Apollo would prefer not to get caught in the cross fire.
"Here were are." He announced, throwing open the harem doors. A few of the pleasure slaves jumped, but the older ones simply stayed where they were lounging. "This way." Ignoring the slaves curious looks completely, Apollo disappeared into a adjoining room, returning with a velvet box and handing it to Viper.
"Open it." He commanded. Voice oddly cold again. Seemed he could act.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 20:30:04 GMT -5
He opened the box, ignoring the cold tone. Inside was a delicate slave color of silver and ruby. He frowned minutely, never wanting the thing to touch his skin, but knowing he'd have to bear with it. He looked at his "master" for the next move.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 20:42:21 GMT -5
Apollo just grinned again and stirred his finger in the air, indicating the Viper should turn around as he took the rather delicate collar from the box to hook it around the Radation's neck.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 20:45:17 GMT -5
Ryker turned his back and posture rigid. It took everything in him to turn his back on the enemy, and he watched the male from the corner of his eye--just in case. He felt the cool metal of the collar slip around his neck and fought the frown rising on his face, keeping it impassive.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 20:49:07 GMT -5
Apollo smirked. At the collar was clasped, he swept aside Viper's silky hair, giving the man's exposed nape a light kiss. "There now. All set. You're such a good slave. I can't wait for tonight." The Reaper purred, draping his arms around Viper's waist. This immediately started all the harem slaves to whisper.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 20:54:04 GMT -5
The Radantian shivered dispite himself and tilted his head to add to the show. He hooded his eyes sexily, adding a quiet "Yes Master." Let it never be said that Ryker wasn't a good actor.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 21:00:26 GMT -5
He so good that Apollo pushed just a little further. "Good boy." The Reaper murmured. Crooking a finger beneath Viper's chin, he turn the male's head slightly so he could kiss him from behind. Gods. Who knew a Radation tasted so good?
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 21:04:42 GMT -5
Ryker was tempted to bite the Gurutian's tongue off. Kissing was NOT part of the deal. He kissed the male back slowly, trying to ignore the taste of him. He forced his fist not to clench.
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