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"Hey beautiful," someone called right into his ear and he almost jumped.
The Xeno from earlier was slowly crowding him into a corner. He knew well he could not stand a chance against these beings.
"I might look like a whore, but I'm actually a bearer," he said the first thing that came to mind.
The Xeno laughed.
"Of course, you're Counselor Xana Lei's precious charge. How did he leave you to attend such a party on your own?"
"I don't know. He doesn't tell me why he does this or that."
"Is that so?" the Xeno got closer and now Riordan had his back flat against the wall. "He seemed very much taken with you at the last party."
"Don't you have your own bearer?" Riordan asked bluntly. "And there are plenty of handsome guys around."
"I noticed you the last party. Covered in seth, trembling, so vulnerable, and arousing for everyone in the room. I had no idea darker ones can be so beautiful."
The Xeno was now in his personal space and his hypnotic grey eyes were holding his. Riordan felt a slight trembling growing inside. If this guy was going to use his mind fucking abilities to dominate him, he could do nothing about it.
"Master Xana would not agree to see us like this," he tried to maintain a semblance of politeness.
"What he doesn't know cannot hurt anyone." The Xeno laughed, and Riordan shuddered.
The stranger was beautiful and his soft empathic voice was ringing in his mind, but it didn't feel right. Riordan thought of Xana, of his playful, yet domineering attitude, of his deep green eyes filled with cheerful wickedness, of his touch, maddening most of the times. His entire mind and body protested against the assault taking place.
"You're resisting," the Xeno said, clearly taken aback. "What sort of human are you? Are you perhaps enhanced with mind reading resistance abilities? Earthians should let us know if they possess such technologies."
"I don't have anything... installed," Riordan said. "I am just loyal to my owner. Please forgive me."
Kyle would have been so proud of him. He was pleased with himself. He managed to avoid saying something that was going to warrant him instant death.
"Human," the Xeno cooed, "since you are present at such a party, this only means that it is alright for anyone to touch you. Your master allows it."
Bullshit, Riordan wanted to say.
"I was informed otherwise," he said, pursing his lips. "I mean no disrespect, but can I please go back to my friends? I am certain many others present here would be more than flattered by your attention."
"Others are not as interesting. Your reluctance to comply adds to the allure. You must be exquisite with a full belly." The Xeno suddenly placed one hand over his naked midsection. "Do you cry out when your owner fills you up?"
Riordan clenched his teeth. The Xeno showed no intention to back down. And the hand slowly caressing his skin was making it harder and harder to resist. His human nature was going to break down soon. He had no choice but to obey, in the end.
"What do you want?" he said through his teeth.
"Still fighting? So fascinating. Breaking you would be nothing short of a delight."
Was the asshole taking out his cock? With the orgy taking place all around, it seemed natural. The column of white flesh pushed against his clothed crotch and Riordan reacted. His back hit the wall hard and he began to sweat. What was he to do? If he fought, he was bound to face the death sentence on this stupid planet. If he didn't, Xana was going to kill him. It didn't matter that they weren't fucking anymore. He was having it bad, no matter what.
The Xeno's tail began coiling around his body slowly, lazily. The tip was already past the waistband of his scanty pants and there was a sensation of cold making his teeth clatter. The Xeno's hypnotic eyes were keeping his trapped and he could not speak, nor move. Then the serpent tongue began jutting out.
He opened his mouth and the Xeno's grey eyes glinted with satisfaction.
"Xana! Help me!" Riordan began yelling.
His voice was not that loud at first, but the Xeno stopped in his tracks. There was confusion written all over his unnatural beautiful features now. Riordan began shouting louder and louder.
More and more stopped and looked in their direction. Sounds died down and Riordan's voice was the only thing bouncing off the walls, except for the sound of water falling down the artificial cascades.
Riordan's voice was growing ragged. The Xeno finally snapped out of his stupor and slapped him hard over the face. Riordan tasted blood in his mouth, as his head lolled to one side. Oh, boy, the day was going to shit and fast.
"Who do you think you are, human?"
The Xeno raised his hand to hit him again and Riordan just closed his eyes. But the second slap never came. When he dared to open his eyes, he realized why. The Xeno's hand was held in a tight grip and there was currently a staring contest between Riordan's attacker and the newcomer.
Xana didn't look his usual self. His beautiful green eyes were marred by black circles and he looked tired. His translucent skin was shining in a strange way, shimmering like waves in the moonlight.
"I believe you have assaulted my bearer enough, Firas," Xana said calmly.
Riordan could see Xana's fingers digging deeper and deeper into the other's wrist. The tail holding him hostage finally began uncoiling.
"I meant no disrespect, counselor," the Xeno finally spoke and cast his eyes down.
Riordan exhaled and he could feel his cheeks getting damp. Disturbed, he wiped his face with his hands and stared at the wetness left on them, as if he could not understand.
"I will demand compensation for this."
"Yes, counselor." The Xeno made himself little, and he was finally allowed to leave.
Riordan looked at his master. Xana seemed pensive as he looked back. And suddenly, Xana grabbed his hand and began dragging him out of the room, without even addressing him one word.
He could not fathom what the other was thinking. Xana was an alien, someone as foreign from his human nature as he could be. But the hand engulfing his was warm and assuring, and Riordan accepted to just follow without asking questions.
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