Zed: *He fidgeted nervously, walking behind floating white figure of Alhazad down the corridor of Photosphere. His body was still a little sore from just-mended injuries given by Alhazad last night. The sadistic Knight had patched him back together after a moment of 'fun', but pain didn't go away so easily. He steadied his swaying legs when he realized that he was in the presence of three other Knights.*

Zeikfried: *He was talking with the other knights, but turns to look who interrupted them... He smiled to himself as he saw it was the young green haired demon* Zed...

Zeik: So, Alhazad, this is this 'Zed' you were talking about *smiles a bit more, as what he sees pleases him greatly*

Zed: *He held his hands before him, his slanted green eyes downcast. He felt eyes on him, but couldn't tell how many of them were malicious. Alhazad was explaining his 'capabilities' as if he were a tool. /That, I am. Tool for fighting... and for the demon's little 'fun'. ....../ His slender frame shook slightly as the sensation of having his arm torn off returned to his memory. Even stitches were gone, magically mended by Alhazad, but Zed bit his lower lip and touched where the severing had occurred with his hand.*

Zeik: *his eyes studied the young demon. He was very pleased with Alhazad's work, for now he had a new very excellent fighter... But personally he was more interested what else this newcomer could do... Seeing how bored Lady Harken and Belselk looked, he decided to end the meeting* That is enough, Alhazad... *he turns to look at Harken and Belselk* You two may go now... Alhazad, I need to have a word with you...

Zed: *He nervously wondered what he was to do. Alhazad didn't dismiss him, so he just took one step back and watched the head Knight talk with his creator. Their voices were low, and he made no particular effort to listen in. Instead, he studied the tall black knight. Upper half of Zeikfried's face was invisible under the dark helmet, but visible nose, mouth and chin were well chiseled. /...I wonder if Mother did to him the same as Alhazad did to me. No, I doubt it. He is the leader of us, not some toy.../ Running his left palm lightly over his right arm just below the elbow, Zed sighed quietly.*

Zeik: *Alhazad wasn't actually surprised as he told him his request... The floating demon just made few evil remarks about the reasons why he would ask such a thing, but then laughed silently and left. He turned to face the young demon and removed his helmet* Zed... Come here.

Zed: *He raised his gaze to the leader demon. Epitome of humanoid male beauty greeted his vision, and he let the green eyes widen. Cropped midnight-hue hair and sharp, cobalt eyes shining with pride. /Oh... my.../ A small blush colored his bluish-pale face, but it quickly disappeared as he remembered that he was being beckoned by his superior.* Y-Yes, sir... *Speaking humbly out of nervousness, he approached Zeik.*

Zeik: *he smiled as he stretched out his hand, touching Zed's face gently* There's something I need you to do... Come with me. *he led the young demon out of the meeting room to the corridor*

Zed: *He shivered at the touch, wondering if what he feared was being suggested. However, he had no power to disobey. He followed Zeik in silence, eventually ending up in front of a double-door.*

Zeik: *He opened the door leading to his private quarters. He saw that the young demon glanced around nervously, probably not sure where he was.* These are my quarters, Zed *he walked to the bedroom and started taking off parts of his armor* Please, sit down on the bed and make yourself comfortable...

Zed: *He paled even more than his natural deathly color. /He.../ He watched Zeik's dark-tunic-clad body appear from beneath the heavy armor. He had time to run out of the room, but his legs didn't obey him. Besides, he remembered how Alhazad treated him every time he tried to escape the 'fun'. Clear moisture rimmed his eyes, but he wiped at it furiously and bit his lower lip.* All right. *He approached the dreadful bed and sat at the rim, his hands moving to the Doombringer at his waist. He didn't dare use it, but handling it gave him false sense of security.*

Zeik: *smiling warmly, he removed the remaining parts of his armor. He walked to a small cabinet and took out a bottle of wine and two glasses* No need to be so tense... *he poured some wine to one glass and offered it to Zed*

Zed: ...Thank you. *He took the glass. He watched Zeik, waiting for him to touch the drink first. Seeing the man sip, he also took a small amount into his mouth. Slightly sweet thick liquid helped a little in calming him. Yet, his free left hand remained at his waist, at the hilt of the sword.*

Zeik: *He sat beside Zed and placed his hand on the young demon's left hand calmly* You don't need this right now... *He slowly drew the Doombringer out of its sheath and lifted it* It's a beautiful weapon... *with a soft move, he threw the sword to the other end of the room* Now... *he gently took the glass out of Zed's hand and placed it on the night stand*

Zed: ....... *He began to shiver uncontrollably as his beloved weapon was put out of his reach. With deep green eyes wide from fear, he gripped the coverlet with his hands and waited for whatever to happen. /...Someone... please.../ He didn't say 'help me'. He had that much pride, to swallow the cry for help. With resignation written all over his angular, comely face, Zed regarded the other demon.*

Zeik: *He started to undress the young demon, carefully taking off every piece of clothing. He wanted to do this slowly, and seeing how uncomfortable Zed was, he didn't want to scare him.* Relax... there's nothing to be afraid of. I'm not going to hurt you or anything...

Zed: *The feel of cool air of the room directly over his skin made his head reel with terrible anticipation. /Yea, you aren't going to 'hurt me'. That's what Alhazad says every time.../ Shutting his eyes tight and looking away from Zeik, Zed stifled the ragged breathing building up to sobs.*

Zeik: /He's beautiful... but so fragile/ *seeing that the young demon was scared, he wrapped his arms around him* Hush, calm down. I will not hurt you... I promise. *Very gently, he lifted Zed's face and kissed his forehead*

Zed: ...What kind of hurt are you not going to inflict? *He demanded shakily, a cynical, trembling smirk touching his lips. /What the hell... I don't care if I piss him off. I won't be afraid anymore!/ Glint similar to when one fights losing battle shined in Zed's eyes.*

Zeik: What do you mean...? /Alhazad... that damn idiot. He's probably.../ I mean what I said. I'm not going to hurt you in any way...

Zed: *Clenches his hands into fists, loosely.* Oh? No cutting off an arm? Or severing Achilles' tendon to keep me from moving? No threats to rip off the head and mend it the morning after? *He babbled on, his words merging together toward the end into rambles. *Still refusing to cry, he shut his eyes again and sighed deeply.* Do what you will, sir Knight. I don't care anymore.

Zeik: *He cursed Alhazad in his mind, knowing very well what he was capable of* Relax. *He pushed Zed down on the bed and run his hand across the younger demon's chest gently* I am not interested in the things Alhazad likes to do... *Carefully, he leaned down and kissed the green-haired demon's lips*

Zed: *He had been forced to take things into his mouth, such as inhuman body parts of Alhazad, but he'd never been kissed before. He instinctively clenched his teeth together, afraid of what Zeik planned to do. Feeling the coverlet wrinkle under his weight, he wondered through his trembling is he'd ever been taken on a bed.*

Zeik: /Hmm. I need to get him to relax.../ *He kissed Zed's shoulders tenderly, moving his hand down the young demon's body* /I have to make you want this.../

Zed: ...... *His teeth almost chattered, but warm lips pressed against his body were shockingly soothing. He let his fingers claw against the coverlet to fight against the seduction to relax. He couldn't render himself helpless to the sudden infliction of pain. He had to constantly be ready... /Go ahead... do whatever you want. Don't try to deceive me like this!/ He pressed his cheek to the bedding.*

Zeik: *His hands continued to fondle the younger demon's trembling body as he moved slowly on top of him, carefully forcing his legs apart.* Please... Relax... *He continued kissing his body, moving lower slowly*

Zed: *Although fear gripped his heart, his body warmed up little by little at Zeik's touch. He knew that he was becoming aroused, but not in the coaxed fashion as done by Alhazad. No, this felt different from having a moving machine shoved into his body and mechanically being brought to immediate climax. This felt... considerate. He had no experience with this type of play. Despite his effort not to do so, his back eased softly upon the sheets and he lay lax beneath Zeik.*

Zeik: *He smiled as he saw his actions leading to the results he had hoped for. Continuing still very carefully, he started kissing the tip of Zed's erection*

Zed: Yaa! *He let out the first cry upon this encounter, a high-pitched moan at the unknown sensation to his member. He didn't know /this/. He tensed, but not from fear. He inadvertently raised his waist, ending up pumping a little against Zeik's lips.*

Zeik: *Very pleased to himself, he took the tip of the organ to his mouth. It was obvious that no-one had ever done this to Zed. He started sucking gently, his left hand stroking the base of the organ*

Zed: Ahn!! W-what...... *He blinked, his gaze hovering nervously on the dark ceiling. His back arched again, his length entering into Zeik's mouth willingly. He could not fathom what was going on or what will happen. Like some instrument, he cried out softly at each suckle, his legs kicking at the sheets powerlessly.*

Zeik: *He sucked harder, knowing the young demon enjoyed this now. He moved his hand a little lower, his fingers searching for the small entrance* /Damn you Alhazad... What have you done to him.../ *He stopped for a short moment to take a small bottle of oil from the night stand, rubbed the oil to his hands and continued to caress the younger demon's body*

Zed: Ah... Z-Zeik..... ahn... *Added slickness of Zeik's palms accelerated the bliss. Overwhelming building of pleasure wrung tears to his eyes. He threw back his head and continued to moan endlessly, pretty much lost in this act. Although Alhazad's torture aimed more toward pain, it had developed Zed's sensitivity toward sexual stimulation as well. Helpless to the touch intended to please, he strained his body upon the bed.*

Zeik: *He continued kissing the erected member, and acting very slowly and carefully pushed one finger inside the tight opening. He wanted to be careful, as he was sure the last time the young demon had felt something inside him had been painful*

Zed: A-Agh! ........! *The entrance of anything up his inner tract is traumatic. He instantly grew rigid as the slow and gentle finger invaded him. Moans stopped abruptly like it had been cut away. /Just a finger... it's just a finger.../ He told himself desperately, but the burning behind his eyes won over and he began to weep. He kept his lips pursed to quiet himself, but a whimper escaped him every time he opened them to heave.*

Zeik: *He stopped moving as he heard Zed.* It's alright... I will not hurt you... *He then continued, now being as careful as he could, making sure that everything he did would please the younger demon*

Zed: P-please... please take i-it out... *He whispered through small sobs, fearing the sudden increase of fingers or the replacement by something or terrorizing size. His inside is yet tender from the tearing it had suffered late last night by Alhazad's appendage. As Zeik's finger traced over his soft lining, Zed pleaded piteously to be freed. His voice is weak, for it has been engraved in him that pleas are useless.*

Zeik: *He slowly withdrew his finger, moving his hand to caress the hard organ. He turned to lay on his side beside Zed and kissed him gently* Don't be afraid... I will not do anything you don't want...

Zed: *Heaving rapidly, he sent a teary glance of doubt to Zeik. Since the finger had been taken away, he could breath a little easier.* ...Y-You... won't hurt... me? W-why not?

Zeik: I don't want to hurt you... *He kissed Zed again, more gently* I want to please you. I want my partner to enjoy what I'm doing...

Zed: ......Y-you can force me to 'e-enjoy' it... *He returned timidly, his literal age, only a few days old, evident.* Alhazad makes me...

Zeik: /Alhazad.../ I don't want to force you to enjoy it... I want you to enjoy it because you want to enjoy it... And don't worry about Alhazad... I'll take care of him...

Zed: *He closed his eyes, his aroused body shivering every now and then seeking stimulation. He did not feel as betrayed by himself as he did when Alhazad coaxed him.* I d-don't know if I want to enjoy... but you c-can go ahead, S-Sir Zeikfried. *He whispered quietly.*

Zeik: *He smiled and kissed Zed's lips* Good... Please, just relax... *He now continued to stroke gently, kissing the young demon more passionately*

Zed: *He arched again, his eyes closed and lips trembling beneath the kisses. His arms wandered over the sheets until they came to touch Zeik and held onto his shoulders with desperation.*

Zeik: *He continued kissing him, feeling very satisfied as the young demon slowly started to respond*

Zed: Mm... ahn... *He breathed out small moans again, feeling himself harden under Zeik's hand. He is releasing droplets of white already. Writhing slightly over the wrinkling coverlet, he slid his legs unconsciously apart and pumped up to the warm palm covering his crotch.*

Zeik: *He stroked harder, but still gently. He smiled triumphantly when he saw that Zed was finally enjoying this. He decided he'd have to finish this without hurting the young demon, as the memory of the things Alhazad had done very probably still too fresh.*

Zed: *His pale neck gracefully curved back as his whole body strained at the approaching release. His essence wetted Zeik's hand, and the added moisture aggrandized the feel of the touch. Moans easily turned into mews, and Zed began to squirm erratically.* Ahn.... ahh...! *Shaking visibly, he let the orgasm consume him.*

Zeik: *He smiled and kissed the younger demon* There... Now, that didn't hurt, right... Good... *He wrapped his arms around Zed, holding him gently* No one will ever hurt you again... /And Alhazad will pay for what he's done/

Zed: *Panting shallowly from the exertion, he listened hazily to Zeik's words. He nodded silently, not sure if he could believe the soothing whisper just yet. The release made him drowsy, but he held onto his waking mind so he wouldn't be defenseless to anything else to come.* A-Are you going to do... more? *He asked timidly.*

Zeik: No, unless you want me to... *He kissed Zed softly, still holding him gently*

Zed: ...Will it be like... when Alhazad 'play' with me...? *He murmured, fearful yet a little opening up to Zeik.*

Zeik: No... And stop worrying about Alhazad, I will make sure he never touches you again...

Zed: *He finally trusted Zeik's words and managed to curl his lips a little.* ...I w-want to know how it is w-with you, then... Zeik... *He closed his eyes and held onto the superior demon.*

Zeik: Yes... good... But not tonight, you need to rest now... *He wraps the coverlet around both of them, holding the younger demon close* Now, rest... /Alhazad... I will make you pay.../