Nothing cruel, They laid no plans ... [Cryax]

[Crix Meriet]

Crix was rather rarely in a happy mood, nothing could upset him today. Even Nima had been given a free pass when she had interrupted his morning cuddles with Toby, usually he'd have beaten her to within an inch of consciousness but to her shock he had given her the day off. Then he had finished with his Toby time and dispatched his beloved for a weekend break whilst he journeyed to Nar Kreeta for a weekend of 'work' ... Blue work to be precise.

He had been planning this weekend for ages, a reward of sorts for his blue's loyalty. They had discussed it the morning after their first dalliance but circumstance had delayed them, they were busy men afterall . Busy men who served violent masters. Cryax had been there to tend to Crix when his employer had seen fit to punish him. It was a softer side of their relations and Crix welcomed it. He did love to be the centre of attention. That said His plan for the weekend revolved entirely around [member="Cryax Bane"] .

At his compound, the seat of their proposed weekend dalliance, the full works had been laid on. A well appointed canopy had been erected observing the slave yard, This was after all being done under the guise of a work related meeting, The finest silks had been laid out, a sea of cushions Plumped and scattered and fine food and drink imported. Crix had spared no expense for the weekend. Then when the pair descended for less vanilla romance he had a whole dungeon restored and stocked with implements of many a perversion. It was going to be glorious.

Crix had taken some time to ensure that everything was to his standard and get changed before Cryax arrived from the spaceport. Nar Kreeta being a desert planet was remarkably hot and to this end crix had forgone his usual ensemble of studded jerkins and boots in favour of a loose fitting white shirt, cropped pants and little else besides. It would do no good to get heat stroke ... not so early on. His excitement boiled as he watched with a smile from his window as Cryax's speeder came into veiw this was going to be fething good.

 

[Cryax Bane]

Nar Kreeta was Cryax's kind of place. Between the Rancor betting parlors, the conniving Hutts, and the sleazy brothels and whore houses, he felt like he was back in the Red Ravens again. What a simpler time that was. Sure half the outer rim wanted him dead, but at least he didn't have a Sith monstrosity keeping tabs on his every move. The Chiss had a large bandage over the left side of his face, a scar left from a Devoronian poisoned sword courtesy of Darth Vornskr. The message had been sent, and it was loud and clear. Know your place. It was the type of incident that Crix himself was all too familar with, having suffered a similar type of injury at the hands of Princess Kallisto.

Cryax arrived at the Nar Kreeta spaceport with his most expensive Corellian leather luggage in tow for a weekend of debauchery with his favorite slaver. The trip couldn't have come at a better time for Bane. He was tired of Coruscant and tired of being a Sith lackey. He'd spent the last week drinking himself into a stupor just to stave off the reoccurring nightmares that had started to plague him again, ones that involved his torture at the hands of Zambrano and Dredge.

Arriving at Crix's compound, he spilled out of the speeder limo, feeling a bit haggard for his own liking. Hopefully Crix would still find him attractive even with half his face bandaged and covered in sweat from the planet's scorching heat.

"You're a sight for sore eyes darling," he said when he saw the gorgeous redhead. "I cant wait to see this sex dungeon I've heard so much about."

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

Crix had barreled from his room at great speed, Like a kid on christmas morning. feet slapping on polished stone as he flung his way down stairs knocking a slave aside and sending the linen it was carrying billowing to the ground. A better man might have been remorseful but not Crix, he had only one thing on his mind ... [member="Cryax Bane"]. He slowed as he reached the front doors careful not to seem too eager, They were opened and he walked out his head high. Nothing could ruin his day.

He smiled as he watched cryax get out, the sun framing him in a hazy sheen. He looked glorious but he also looked worn down and was that a bandage, oh his Blue was wounded. Somehow that just made him all the more beautiful, who doesn't love a handsome man with war wounds. "I'm glad you're here Blue" Crix supposed he'd missed his Chiss, softened eyes met cryax's gaze as crix stepped forward to hug the Chiss adonis, chuckling as he did, "All in good time beautiful, the best things come to those who wait" He whispered in Cryax's ear amusement still pervading his voice "... but I promised to treat you like royalty first and you look like you need a bit of R&R before we start"

He kissed Cryax on the nose then ushered Cryax inside a hand on the blue man's hip, a silent offer of support if he needed it. Crix knew all too well what pain employers could inflict and the agony of masking it. His Blue had helped him in the immediate aftermath of his own punishment and whilst Crix hadn't been there for Cryax when the blue man's actions came back to haunt him, a niggling of guilt surrounded that point, he would be there now though. Crix stopped himself at that thought, it occurred to him that he cared for cryax as more than a night companion , that complicated things ... he didn't mean to fall in love with Cryax, if that's what this was, darn it ... none the less it had happened now he'd just have to cope.

Behind them Crix's slaves began unloading the governors luggage, Crix led Cryax into the house rubbing gentle circles into the man's hip "Do you want to get changed or anything before we start your day of TLC?"

A Litter was waiting to carry the pair down to the slave yard, crix didn't want cryax's feet to touch the ground before their master slave role-play began. Crix planned to start at about midnight but he was a touch worried that cryax might be too weary to start before he'd had chance to get a proper night's sleep. He'd just have to wait and see he supposed.

 

[Cryax Bane]

“Careful of the face, darling.” Cryax warned as Crix draped his arms around him. He let out a long sigh and allowed himself to gratefully sink into the other man’s arms. Oh how he’d missed the handsome, russet-haired slaver. Even though he had Malcom waiting at home, he was unable to resist a chance to be with Crix Meriet again. When Bane got the slaver's Holocall, an invitation to meet him on Nar Kreeta for a visit to his compound, he’d simply told his new boyfriend that it was business with the Hutts. What Malcom didn’t know, wouldn’t hurt him right? Well, unless he picked up some nasty space STD.

Bane pulled back and inspected the other man. The bruises that had been inflicted on Crix by Princess Kallisto’s lap dog had all but faded. He tenderly brushed a thumb along his lover’s cheek.

“How are you feeling after that nastiness at the hotel?”

Hopefully up to playing rough.

Climbing into the litter, the Chiss folded his hands behind his head, kicked up his feet, and flashed his gleaming white teeth.

“No changing for me, love. I want to get straight to the TLC.”

He figured wherever they were going, his clothes would end up in a pile on the floor anyway.

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

"Of course Beautiful" Crix cooed, he liked inflicting pain on Cryax but he didn't want to hurt his man. He smiled as the chiss sank into his arms. He was pleased to be tender to his Darling especially when it allowed him a measure of control. He rubbed his man's back, though he loved his Toby more than anything Toby could not cater to all his needs, Cryax filled the gaps that Toby couldn't and Crix liked having him all to himself. He wasn't to know that Cryax had a new man, If he found out he would have mixed feelings whilst he was pleased to know that Cryax now had just as much to lose if they got caught part of him didn't want to share his blue. As for STD's they were safe on that front Crix hadn't played about with anyone but Toby since his 'punishment'

A soothing sensation spread over his cheek, he tilted his head into the touch and sighed.

"I'm almost completely better now, my wrist and ankle get stiff sometimes but I'm a big boy" He smiled " and whilst you're here I'm sure you can help me if it gets too bad and I suddenly need lots of kisses to make me better"

Then they climbed into the litter and it set off, Cryax seemed to relax then which was good to see, Crix smiled back "You're overdressed darlin'" He chuckled starting at cryax's feet taking his shoes off brushing his fingers up the sole with a cheeky grin before moving on, Hard to let you feet touch hot ground without footwear. Then he continued his slow progress up his boys body rolling up his blues pants, kneading the muscles in his calf for a moment before progressing further up his Man ... he would come back to give Cryax's legs attention later. Shifting up to lie on cryax's chest Crix began to undo buttons, pressing a kiss onto his blue for each one he pulled off.

He was being intentionally gentle given cryax's state, So though he long to pin [member="Cryax Bane"] and smoosh their faces together in a heated snog he resisted, opting to stroke the now bared skin of his man's neck and upper chest. "We have some rules for this first day Blue: rule one you have to let me take care of you, your wish is my command, two your feet can't touch the ground outside the canopy I have set up at the slave yard or the house " That was mainly a part of rule one cryax was to be treated like royalty and royalty didn't do anything to discomfort themselves, so cryax would not walk more than a few paces "Finally you have to tell me how great I am at least once every hour " He grinned but he was deadly serious, Crix liked having his ego stroked "Breach of any of these rules will lead to punishment when we get to the dungeon" They would be sexy punishments of course but that was immaterial.

He gave Cryax one last soft kiss on his uninjured cheek as they came to a stop, before helping cryax out of the litter. Outside crix had ordered a plush pavillion be erected long vibrant silk strung over a scaffold to create a shade from the sun and the risk of sand storms whilst mountains of plump cushions were scattered over the rugs that had been laid to protect the pair against the hot desert sand, burns might come later but they were hardly conducive to R&R. "Welcome My dear to the Casa De Crix with a charming view of the slave yard, you see it occurs to me that the common excuse we both use is business and yet we never do any, Not that I'm complaining ... so I thought that Whilst I gave you some well earned TLC and you told me how you got your wound My stock could parade itself and for at least a minute we'll be telling the truth about our rendezvous"

His stock as he called it was divided into two groups the cream of the crop (Cryax Brand) consisting of his 12 most attractive male slaves attired in rather provocatively cut garb who would wait on the pair hand and foot in the tent whilst the 'others' would be paraded ala cattle market in the yard for crix's amusement.

Having said his piece and asked his question, crix took up position reclined on the floor and gentle pulled cryax to lie beside him as a bowl of chilled water and a soft flannel was brought over. If Cryax co-operated Crix would begin by running the damped flannel over his Blues forehead in an attempt to relieve him of the sweat that plagued him as well as cooling him slightly.

 

[Cryax Bane]

The massages. The plush pavilion. The stock of scantily clad men. The promises of sexy punishments. Cryax was ready for all of it. But he was still perturbed by a nagging issue.

He lay down on a mountain of pillow, curling up next to the gorgeous slaver, letting his lover wipe the sweat from his brow with a cool cloth. Feth it was hot on this planet. Still, not as hot as the man next to him.

"I've got to leave the One Sith, Crix" he announced, running a hand absently along his bandage. "Darth Vornskr has abused me for the last fething time."

His face. His beautiful face. It was the last straw. Well, that and the Sith Lord abused his boyfriend Malcom, a man Cryax was quickly falling in love with. There were problems with leaving the One Sith of course, the main one being: one did not simply leave the One Sith. Leaving was sometimes viewed as an act of treason, especially when that person was a Chiss who was close to the top brass, like the Wrath and one of the Hands.

"It's dangerous, and it will mean that I'll lose my power over Csilla. But I have to do it."

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

Crix smiled as [member="Cryax Bane"] curled in next to him. His man looked so worn out. So sore, Crix was going to fix that by taking all the soreness out and putting new soreness in.

Crix rubbed gently at the back of his Blue boy's ear "You work too hard Darlin'" he cooed, wringing the cloth out in one hand. Running it over his lover's forehead and pulling the sweat out of his eyes. The planet was hot but his blue was hotter. Or he would be when he was relaxed .

He pressed a kiss onto Cryax's forehead as he began talking about leaving the one sith. Crix gritted his teeth he'd just been shafted. Cryax didn't mean to do it of course but he was still vexed, he'd need to move up his plan . Cryax lifted his hand to the wound on his face. Crix's plan was not important here Cryax's tense, beautiful body was ... so he put the betrayal from his mind. Crix gently caught his blues hand "don't touch dear, you'll make it sorer" He soothed easing cryax's hand down to his side before shifting to sit by his blue's side, lowing cryax against the cushions and picking up the hand and kissing along the knuckles listening in silence as Cryax described how he would need to leave.

Then he put the cloth over the hand he had kissed massaging the skin through it "Relax sweetie, they aren't here now I'm here and I'll be here when you leave the sith you call I'll answer " He soothed pulling off the cloth. Outside the tent slaves were being ushered out. "Now worry about that another day, for now ..." He kissed his way up Cryax's arm to whisper in his ear "... I'm the only thing you should worry about" Then he sat up again and eased the arm to the ground, gentle as if it might break if dropped. The he ruffled the Chiss's hair. He loved his Blue's hair it was soft like Toby's

"Now I need to know where it hurts so that I can kiss you better .... then I need to know where to make it hurt"

His hand grazed over the chiss's unblemished cheek then moved to his other hand to repeat the ministrations he had just done on the otherhand. kissing along the knuckles and rubbing at the other hand. His blue boy was so tense.

 

[Cryax Bane]

Cryax sank down into the pillows underneath him as he let the handsome red-haired slaver take care of him. His stress began to melt away like ice cubes in a nice stiff drink. For someone who was so dominating to other sentient beings, Crix sure did know how to wait on a man.

"I do work too hard," he agreed woefully. "I'm rich. I don't need to work as much as I do. I hate being the governor of Csilla, and the Chiss people hate me right back. I can't do it anymore."

By the Maker it was scorching out. How could Crix stand it here? He unbuttoned his shirt and removed it, flinging it to the side. He smiled as Crix kissed his knuckles and massaged his hand. "You're so good to me," he murmured. Still, he was finding it hard to get his mind off his predicament.

"You'll stand by me if I defect?" He didn't know why, but he needed as much reassurance as possible that he'd have a place to hide if he should betray them. "I may be hunted. A marked man. If you protect me, you could be hunted, too."

Crix's first batch of slaves were paraded out from whatever hidey hole in which the slaver kept them. It couldn't have been a better show to watch while he was being doted on. Bane wondered if Crix would let him take that one Zeltron back to Coruscant as a parting gift. The slaver began to kiss up Cryax's arm, paving his way up to the Chiss' ear, and it drove him to focus his attentions back on Crix. Cryax growled, grabbing the slaver and roughly pulling him in for a long kiss. Yeah, thoughts of leaving the One Sith could wait. He had a gorgeous man to ravish.

"It hurts everywhere, darling," he said with a smirk. "I suppose you're just going to have to kiss me everywhere then."

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

A lifetime of being pampered and waited upon, a lifetime of slavery had taught Crix how to inflict immeasurable pleasure the sweet spots, the best technique and he loved making use of that knowledge. Especially for men like Cryax.

"No need to show off Blue" He chuckled, There would be punishment for that later. "That said the people you rule must be foolish not to love you, I ..." He nearly confessed his love "I think they must be dumb"

Then the shirt came off, Crix sighed. Such a beautiful body. Then he set to work on Cryax's hand. Rubbing at the tension with a smile. Hands rubbing at the joints "I am good to you aren't I" He smiled "I expect you to pay me back in kind later on". Then he tugged gently on the man's fingers. Cryax seemed nervous about the whole flight from the sith thing. He was demanding assurances. Crix eased the cloth off the blue hand and gave it a gentle squeeze "Darling I will be here" He replied solomly "I'll hide you in the royal house, any trouble will go onto the royal whore, don't worry" He added stroking the man's hand.

He had kissed up the man's arm only to be pulled into a kiss. A long lovely kiss, fiery. He growled back as they snogged then he sighed as he sat up. He supposed that meant that talk of the one sith was over. That was good. He watched Cryax following a Zeltron. "You like that one?" He asked. then before waiting for an answer he called the zeletron and another slave over "You" he said to the zeletron "Rub mr. Banes shoulders and pleasure him as he desires ... mind that you stay above the waist though or you'll be going back to mr. Bane less some teeth" Cryax's lower body belong to him. The slave nodded and knelt by Cryax's head "You fetch me and Mr. Bane a drink then stand there and fan us, it's roasting" He was getting hot too and slaves were how you stand the heat of planets like these, slaves with fans.

The other slave nodded "Kisses everywhere it is" He replied. Kneeling across Cryax's legs to run the now re-chilled cloth over his blue man's chest. Sneaking in soothing touches as he did. Rubbing at the man's tummy massaging over the muscles in his chest then pressing kisses all over as he sank lower kissing at Cryax's waistline before sitting up to take a drink. A chill ran down his throat soothing out the heat. "I'm gonna massage your legs and feet then I'm coming back for kisses and pink eye will have to do something else" he winked .

Then having savoured the cool breeze from the fan Crix went back to Cryax's legs rubbing at the man's thigh, his hands drifting to less than proper places. He'd be back to there later. His hands drifted back down over the fabric of cryax's pants to his knees where the fabric was bunched up. He tickled the hollow of Cryax's knees, couldn't have the blue guy getting sleepy, then he kissed the man's knees trailing his lips down the calfs. Then he returned to massaging and soothing with the chilled cloth. kneading the knots in the synthetic muscle and gently rubbing the heat away. Before sliding down to rub Cryax's feet running the cloth across the tops rubbing, soothing, It seemed to be a nice thing to do, something to make his Blue feel important . Then he rubbed into the arches of the Chiss's feet, pressing his thumbs into the knots. "I hope this is helping, that I'm catering to all of the clean desires in your head" He squeezed further up to work into the balls of cryax's feet. Then he finished by tending to cryax's toes "Some of the dirty ones too"

 

[Cryax Bane]

“Yes, you are very, very good to me,” Cryax agreed. “And I will pay you back in spades, darling. Just snap a leash on me and I’ll be your slave for as long as you want.”

When Crix told Bane that he'd hide him from the One Sith, Cryax let a wide grin spread across his face. It was quite a touching gesture, and it made his heart leap for a moment. No. Do not fall for this man. He is a playtoy and you have Malcom at home. He told himself these things, but when he looked into Crix's honey brown eyes, he forgot his own warnings.

The consummate slave master, Crix soon ordered the handsome Zeltron male to rub Cryax’s shoulders, and the slave instantly obeyed, dutifully trotting over to the two men and kneeling behind the Chiss so that he could knead the flesh of his bare blue shoulders. Bane closed his eyes and let his head loll back. Pure heaven.

Just when Bane thought it couldn’t get any better, the handsome slaver was kissing and groping him everywhere. Come to think of it, maybe he should just move in regardless of whether or not he was betraying the One Sith. He wondered if Crix would mind if he brought Malcom, too. They were kind of a package deal now. He groaned with pleasure as the pressure points of his feet were rubbed. His muscles began to feel like putty in Crix's nimble hands.

On the one hand, all of Crix’s ministrations were helping Cryax relax. On the other hand, there was a certain part of him that was not relaxed at all, and it was that part that he now wanted some attention on.

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

Crix smiled "Then I fear you'll be on a leash an awfully long time my Blue bombshell"

Crix looked away with a blush as his eyes met the Chiss's. There was affection mingling in with the fire. Affection was Bad, he couldn't entertain such emotions for another. It was a betrayal to toby and he couldn't have that. A cough and then he was back a cheeky smirk on his face as his fingers pressed higher.

The combination of Crix's ministration a the blue mans feet and the zeltron at his head and cryax seemed to be relaxing. That was good, Crix didn't like his toys being distracted. Outside stresses had a nasty habit of tainting the pleasure he made. His toys must focus only on him that was the rule.

He replied as he eased Cryax's feet back to the floor having massaged them from heel to toe. Then he started a trail of kisses over the blue flesh , synthetic and otherwise, over his feet and legs and across his upper body straying for a few moments on a sensitive area that pushed up the rating. once they were 'satisfied' he continued up kissing over Cryax's adam's apple and up to his ear. batting the pink hands away.

"Dinners in an hour blue, " He whispered, then sat up gently tugging [member="Cryax Bane"] into a seated position before nibbling on his lip and pushing into a firm kiss. When they came up for air "We are going for a ride" He stated springing to his feet and tugging cryax up, He would carry him but he wasn't that strong. Back to the litter.

"Now I intend to use those minutes to the fullest, but dearest blue are we going to my bedroom to play gently some more or do you want a preview of the dungeon, for something a little harder ?"

The ride to their destination would be reflective of cryax's choice, likly to the chagrin of those bearing the litter. It would be long dark before they came back to the house