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As the door clicked behind them, Serena growled again, then walked over to the pile of silk, laying down on it. She wished for a way to escape from her emotions, and hoped that she was wrong about Royce, for Kyn's sake, not for her own. She coiled and curled on it, then forced herself to lay down and try to sleep.

The trip to the other room was short, of course, it being right next door to the gear room, however, inside as he opened the door inward, the room was much cozier, a bed, chair, even a desk...of course, the drain was still present, and the floor was tile, as had been the other, but cozier was definitely the word. The lights flicked to life as the door was opened, dim as they were to ease the transition from the darkness to light, he closed the door behind the both of them as well, and of course, locked it.

"Hmmm. yeah This will do. Alright... So... Royce there's something that I don't exactly admit to very many, but I'm guessing that there isn't really a set room for this fetish of mine." He didn't state what it was off the bat, and hoped Royce would still less like he was, and would be more on the curious side in this case.

Royce was of course, curious. Something that he didn't share with many, that meant that Serena was out of his head, and one quick check to make sure found him pleasantly surprised. "Oh really now?" His voice didn't sound any different than it had in the other room, and he knew that Serena had probably done her best to warn him without giving anything away. "What might that be?"

"Well, I suppose you could say that I have a rather major spanking fetish. Sharing this with knowledge with you is something O COURSE Serena would frown upon, but she doesn't completely understand me yet. So, would you please lay down on the bed so I can give you another rimjob to prepare you?" He said, once again, putting himself in a rather vulnerable situation on purpose. Depending on who he revealed this to, he told him differently each time.

Royce watched the movements of the human in front of him, shrugging. "And you think I do? Serena would frown upon anything that has to share with me; surely you've noticed that by now." he did walk over to the bed and climb up on it, tail raised in the air invitingly.

"Well no, I don't think you do. She's told me that most Pokémon here can't directly do what I do in regards to my hands. You probably could though, as well as an Infernape." He climbed onto the bed with Royce and then moved towards near his raised tail.

"True, most Pokémon don't have the digit structure needed for this sort of thing...and then there's the issue of claws, of course if they had something over their claw tips, they probably could get at least the basics down, but that would mean rendering themselves almost completely helpless." He added, half looking back at Kyn.

"Alright well, I'm going to be occupied for a bit so... probably not gonna be able to respond to stuff." He then move closer, pressing his face up against Royce's rear, and then grasped it with two hands, followed immediately by extending his tongue to move around the rim again for the first time in a long while.

A soft sigh, he was getting used to this..His tail tip flicked mildly under the stimulation, and his fingers reached back to rub and tease along his genital slit.

Kyn sighed. He wondered what doing this would be like with heightened senses, and if earlier when he was doing it to Royce after their first session that he would have been affected by it even more. The current session still aroused him though, and his erection was soon returning. He sped up the speed of his licks, and eventually used a finger to occasionally tease him back there, along with his tongue.

Royce gave it time, the finger did help speed along his own arousal, and his fingers teased the tip as it appeared, until finally he was sliding his fingers down his full shaft again. At that point, his tail almost flopped, and he dropped his head to the pillow. One hand held himself back in almost a straight line from his ass, showing every bit of himself to the male behind him.

Kyn was rather surprised by what Royce was doing, and wondered if he would have done this type of thing, had all the events of earlier dating WAY back, not happened. He didn't know how Royce was before other than what a glimpse of what Serena showed him. He stopped using his tongue, and then licked his fingers to quickly replace it so that he would be able to prepare him that way.

The Slowking breathed easily, doing only enough to keep himself aroused, though soon, that wasn't even needed as the fingers replaced the tongue teasing him, and he switched to squeezing himself around the base, a soft huff given anytime he hit something sensitive. Really, he couldn't believe that he was doing it himself, how much HAD he been programed to allow this much submission without a fight? Quite a bit, it would seem.

"I don't suppose Serena used a strap-on, on you, did she?" Kyn was trying to find out some more information about what types of situations Royce... and possibly Roy had been in the days HERE that he had been gone.

"Mmmph? No, she's been too busy to bother with me since the day you left, seldom wanting to even talk to me, much less touch me. Can't exactly blame her...Dragon minds don't exactly forget the past easily; and I only know that because she was not the first to put me in these sort of situations, as you did." Of course that question could only really be leading up to being mounted, and instead of straight up and over, he moved his tail off to the side a bit. "To be honest, I'm surprised that she can even do what she HAS done with me, without severely wounding me." he gave a little shudder.

"Well... I'm not exactly surprised. She's been taking an incredible effort to maintain it though. So are you ready for me enter now?" He asked, figuring that if anything, the preparation he did would last for short while, and since he wasn't under the influence of the aphrodisiac, he more than likely wasn't as needy for release.

"I am." Well, saying no would be out of the question, for sure, and he WAS obviously physically ready for him to return the favor...and he shouldn't have been -that- tight, but who knew, really?

"Alright." Kyn took his time inserting his member into Royce, gripping both his tail and his hips, so that when the time came he'd be able to thrust.

Royce had been expecting more pain, to be honest, and less of the warmth that filled him, but, as Kyn had said earlier, clearly he knew what he was doing. Of course, as with the first time Kyn had pressed his fingers into him, he did tighten when he stopped moving, adjusting to him. Complacent to be used, he wondered if Kyn even realized that by CARING about whether or not he hurt him, or about anything else, or even trusting him, that he was breaking whatever programming that Serena had put in motion; and Roy was slowly disappearing.

Kyn decided to increase his pace early, though he didn't give Royce any warning, and began moving at a moderate pace. As some of those around him would know, he wasn't very vocal, but during this, he let out small gasps and sometimes even large ones.

The term 'pillow biter' soon described Royce perfectly, as to muffle the moans he was giving off, even with them being soft ones, that was exactly what he did. The lack of a warning made him gasp and tense again, relaxing soon afterward, his length bobbing against his hand occasionally, and of course he squirmed.

Kyn wondered how Royce could feel this way, despite apparently never really having anything back there, despite the things he brought with him that first time, but then his thoughts quickly shifted back to what he was currently doing. After about ten minutes of casually thrusting, he sped up incredibly again, gripping Royce's tail and hips tighter, to be able to successfully thrust. This time, small moans did escape him, though he wouldn't have noticed them.

Royce on the other hand, -did- notice, though he made no comment about them, getting caught with gasps and moans of his own. The statement of 'nothing' up there before wasn't exactly accurate, since even he had admitted to using his own tail to please himself. Of course, had he known Royce like Serena did, he would be able to notice the posture changing slightly, the fact that he was regaining control of himself, his moans lessening, and of course something he had no hope of seeing, the fact that he took his hand from his member. He even timed the positioning right to spin the collar around bit by bit, to get the clasp where his fingers could reach it. Oh, he would let Kyn cum, let him get off, it made no nevermind to him that his technical virginity had been taken, it was after all, only a technicality.

Sometime afterward, Kyn did manage to reach his climax, after which he removed himself from Royce. He didn't exactly understand WHY this type of thing would be happening though IF the Royce person was the forefront, but he didn't really question THAT much either.

It was about then that he acted, a quick disable (Prime example of why you never give a Psychic type back his hands when he asks for them) as he turned to keep him in place as he wrapped the collar around Kyn's neck instead of his own, the cuffs had been undone at some point as well, and were the next object, linked together to the point that they wouldn't be able to be moved apart, and then up to the ring on the collar, both of them, not just one clipped to the collar.

"So trusting, it's almost sad." That voice, back to the original, not Roy's false imitation of it. He removed the cuffs from his ankles and the one around his tail as well. "But it IS that trust I have to thank, well, that and my natural abilities." If the Disable hadn't been fought through by that time, he'd link the other two cuffs together and latch them around his ankles to FULLY immobilize him...of course, if he had to turn to face off against another Pokémon, this would be interrupted at any given point in time.

"Ah, so you're back then. Completely? Well, I suppose that this is better than nothing. Trust is what prevented me from killing you. You're still a rather interesting Slowking to me Royce. Regardless of the things Serena has said you've done." He wondered, just what exactly Royce would do, considering that he was being collared, and put into a situation in which he would not be able to freely move.

He gave a false and over exaggerated bow. "Everything she's said, and things that she's BOUND against telling anyone. Pesky thing that honor, isn't it? She could have warned you, you know, about any number of things from me, like how that Charmander would have quite literally, had his tail flame snuffed out by the time I was through with him. Like MOST of them end up when I'm through with them, if they don't get rescued by Anana, or...well I suppose I'm going to have to add Serena to the list now, aren't I? Don't worry, I'm sure the sushi shop and butcher will still LOVE the meat I send them, and how many of them have ever tasted human--Probably none of them since YOU don't exist." He threatened. "So it'll have to be mystery meat."

"As it currently looks, Royce... it seems like Serena has used me, to get even with you. You've made a valid point here. Perhaps I am too trusting. This situation that I'm in right now... could be traced back to Serena." His voice was somewhat between calm and nervous. The term mystery meat of course, had meaning back home as well, though considering the context is was more than likely Pokémon but nobody really seemed to care much.

Royce slipped off the bed and pulled out a wooden box, and with it as it opened, several different types of blades, some obviously dull and rusty--purposely made so, others in pristine conditions. "The situation you're in, listen to yourself. Serena, Serena...you sound like you're calling to her, but since you didn't want her to know, since you told her to stay out of our minds for this, there's no one that's going to be able to help you, not until it's too late." He held a series of throwing knives in one hand, in the other, a butcher's cleaver. He seemed almost joyful as he 'marked' Kyn's overcoat with the throwing knives, both pinning him with them against the wall, and marking the joints with slight cuts that, if nothing else, would sting. "It's a pity, I don't often get to use my blades, those who DO get in trouble have learned to play, and win or lose, they have to return to society."

|Haven't used this particular one in a while. It seems... I've gotten myself into a bit of a bind. Serena's obviously severed the connection with me, but not with you. Royce has me pinned in the room, and I was foolish enough to let him lock the door.|

|Serena's not going to be too happy with you. But, I'll try. If not, then I'll just come out myself.|

'Damn... I haven't felt anything like this since I first trained with Striker without any protection on.' "NNg! Royce, did I ever tell you what I've been doing for Anana for the past few months?" At least they weren't TOO deep.

/Serena... that room that Kyn and Royce went to... it seems that Royce has chosen to exercise his more violent side. By any chance, would you please assist me in rescuing my mate?/

Serena's sleep fogged mind answered Tensa, but it did shake her from it. /Mmph...I suppose that that would be for the best, before he gets turned into fine meats./ She answered, standing and stretching as she walked, even nudged the door open. Of course, picking the lock was a simple matter for a rogue, she could have just taken off the doorknob as well, but really...She sidestepped backwards with a sigh, and motioned for Tensa to take the lead. /He belongs to you first, not me./ If anything, she sounded a bit hurt, not angry. /Just remember not to kill him./

Royce took his time marking spots for cutting, then licked that particular blade. "Serena did, actually. Oh, I'm sure she didn't mean to, but she tends to talk in her sleep you see, something about you smelling like a juicy Tauros at one point that made her hungry, and a big order."

It was of course, about that time that the door handle jiggled with the classic idea of being handled, and unbeknownst to him, picked. It was only when the lock clicked to the unlocked position that he bothered to take notice of it. His eye twitched for a moment, and he poised to THROW the cleaver at the door when it opened, rather than use it on Kyn. Of course, he was expecting Serena to be the first one out, and so the throw would be a bit off to one side, aiming for her legs, since she would have her head withdrawn, and the shell was damn near impenetrable.

"Well then... ... I suppose I'll have to pay more attention to her... when I'm on the other side that is..." Kyn said, seriously.

Tensa, then took the opportunity to open the door, having charged an Energy Storm in one hand.

The moment the door opened, Royce shot out with both the knife and another Disable.

This of course leaving the space wide open for Serena to hook around, catch the blade in her mouth (handle, not blade) and run with it. Predictably, Royce held one of those annoying throwing knives up against Kyn's throat, making her skid to a stop. She shot Kyn an accusing glance like 'See, I told you this was a bad idea.' but didn't drop the knife, in fact, with how close she was to the box...well, she could have armed herself to the teeth with them.

Kyn had several thoughts float through his head at that moment. It remind him of the games that he used to play at bars even. Certain types of bars.

/Thoughts... Serena?/ Kyn and Tensa conveyed.

Serena was quiet for a while, her face skewed. /You trust me...right?/ She was skeptical that even this would work, but she couldn't leave Kyn like that, and even as she spoke mentally to them, she lifted one clawed limb up into the air.

/We do./ They answered. Kyn was not going to let Royce affect his views with Serena anymore. He was certain that she wouldn't ask that unless she had a definite plan.

/Then this might sting, one way or another./ Quick as a flash she was up on her hind legs, and spiraling with both shadow claw and knife in motion. Another Disable stopped the spin, and the Shadow Claw, but the inertia pulled the blade from her mouth, and let it fly. /If you don't mind Tensa, there's your opening./

Royce watched in both shock and awe, he pulled the blade from Kyn, slicing the skin but not any deeper; he blocked the blade with that hand, drawing it across to make the knife slide across the floor and into the desk leg.

One thing about having to stand the pain, was that, he wouldn't have any scars due to his healing liquid, and so there would also not be any evidence of this particular encounter either on his body.

Tensa formed an Energy Storm once more (and of course it decreasing in power a bit) and fired it at Royce.

Royce barely got the Trump card up in time, giving the energy storm something to collide with; protecting himself and Kyn from the blast and making it spread out and dissipate.

Serena hopped in behind the blast, and when he had just relaxed; she was there to pin him to the wall and the bed. "Bloody bastard. How DARE you." She snarled. Now she was angry.

"Serena... I believe all of my questions about Royce have been answered. Though, erm... I'd prefer not to stay like this." <This is... majorly my fault. However, fool me once, shame on him, fool me twice, shame on me. I will not be... deceived again.>

Serena invaded Royce's mind and overloaded his senses until he passed out, then pulled the first of the many throwing knives out. She snorted a bit, spitting it out, then worked to free his hands. "Next time, trust me earlier." while she was at his neck, she double checked to make sure it was just the skin, and gave a lick.

"I can't believe I let him lock the door without me noticing. Now... Serena. I've been given a second chance. I'm not going to waste it. Also, as for these cuts... well, let's just say... that Royce's cuts were not the same as a Scyther's blade." He sighed and looked at Royce. "Serena. Royce says I am too trusting. Do you know why I too trusting, even to ones like him...?"

"Hold still." It wasn't an answer as she raked the sharp edge of her fangs against the leather, and while she may as well have only have just traced it with the tip, the leather fell to pieces. "You are TOO trusting in this place, I will agree with him there, as for why...it's because you always try to see the good in everything. Just sometimes there's no good to see...or the bad outweighs the good."

Kyn sighed and waited for Serena to finish."You, and Lacu, I find it hard to believe that I actually need to utilize you two here in that way. Serena... do you think he realizes how unlucky he is that I cannot kill him for what he's done...?"

"To him, the only thing that's been done is that he was denied another life to take...he would actually consider himself lucky not to be able to die for what he did here, not unlucky at all. I owe you an apology, expecting you to believe me when I could not...still can not, give you a reason as to why...and still yet, you gave more trust to someone that you had met twice, rather than someone that you would call family." There was resentment, yes, but could you really blame her?

"He now has a new name to me. Royce the Butcher. Sounds like a title one would give to a human mass murderer. So then. Exactly how much explaining would it take if Royce came back with half a tail? I absolutely believe that if I go on resisting any longer, I may just have to find a random Slowpoke to evolve and then cut the tail off of. That is why I'm asking. You know, Royce the Butcher, he would be an amateur compared to me. It may make it seem like I'm just as bad as him, TO him, however there's one difference. He is not innocent. Neither am I now."

"Do you see why I wanted to not give him a name, now? It's strange that you humans name people who are as good as dead to you." She pulled the rest of the knives out, dropping each one onto the bed and surveying the cuts before moving to the next. "Half a tail, no tail...hm...well I suppose it would serve him right, and he can just say that he had it caught in one of the elevator doors.. It does happen you know." She paused, collecting the knives she had just dropped, and took them off the bed, back into his box, and set them back as normal. "It's a shame really...blade play is interesting when it doesn't come with the fear of death."

"What the hell is blade play? As for him.... he no longer has any protection from me other than you. When it comes to things like this... after they have exhausted their single chance, which he has, there would literally nothing stopping me from torturing him to insanity... or death, if you weren't here. This is why you do not piss off a butcher, surgeon, or doctor. Since I happen to be all three technically, that is a horrible combination. There is something about this room that I should have seen something wrong with. Why oh why didn't I investigate all of these rooms further? Actually, that's what I'm going to do in a bit. If I had known about these fucking knives being in his room, there's nothing that could have let him get me in here. Once again, stupid of me." He was trying to keep his mind occupied, so that he wouldn't literally just go over and start doing various things to Royce right then and there, and that he could actually go about this in a logical, and rational fashion.

"Blade play...is the act of letting your lover cut you, with claws, or in this case, knives, knowing that you can trust them not to actually kill you. It creates a rather...hmmm, interesting balance between adrenaline and arousal." She flicked out her tongue, closing the box. "There's a set of knives in each room...the further away from the red hall you get, the more extensive the collection....that's why he asked." she pointed out. "He wanted to know just how much he would have to work with...Heh, me protect him from you...that's an interesting turnabout, isn't it?"

"I believe, trying to kill me, puts the things his has done, on a whole different level. Such a grim title, Royce the Butcher. I don't know how many 'mon have lost their lives to him, but as far as I'm concerned right now, it doesn't matter. Serena, since I'm barely able to contain rational thought, tell me, is THIS one of the reasons why some of these rooms have drains in them? Because if not, then it's a good thing they do. I need something to occupy me." The last words were said with his eyes closed and his hand over his forehead.

"ALL of the rooms have drains in them...but no, that's not the only reason." She looked between Royce and Kyn, and decided that she may as well say it. "Keep them...the scars I mean...at least I would...to remind you of what you of what happened today...after all, you nearly met with death there." She didn't add the silent wording of exactly HOW Tensa had known his mate was in trouble, since, most unfortunately for Royce, all of these rooms were already sound proofed.

"Of all the ways for me to nearly meet death. Almost turned into an exotic meal. Eaten by a Dragon? Nah. Burned alive? Nah. Winding up in a trash compactor while the next crush cycle happens? Nah. Oh, suppose you might not exactly have those here. Sawn in half by a sawmill blade? Hell no. But, winding up in a different world, where you're sliced and diced to become an exotic treat? There's no way in hell I'd have ever considered that a way to go." Kyn said, finding a way to keep his mind occupied. Of course, most people's life would flash before their eyes at a near death experience, but no, so odd was his mind that he actually thought of MORE ways that he could have died.

You could see the way she tensed each time he said one of the OTHER ways, until finally she did reach to slap him with the back of her left limb. "STOP that for fuck's sake....I already came close to losing you once today, thinking about OTHER ways to die isn't going to help my temper." She growled at him. She wouldn't tell him that she had taken a chance, knowing Royce was right hand dominant. Had he not had Kyn pinned to the wall he would have been using his left hand to hold the knife, and then...well, they would have been at a stalemate until she could have worked out a deal.

"Serena, I believe it is time to take Royce to another room. Preferably somewhere away from me right now and chained. I need time to clear my head." Kyn stated.

Chained....it was the first time that Kyn had ever specifically told her to CHAIN someone up, not tie him up...and it definitely put a mood to the event. Of course, it wasn't unexpected, it wasn't even slightly surprising. She took the time to lick his cheek before working to get Royce onto her shell, and walking out of the room, each step near biting a hunk out of each tile with her claws. She didn't even look back...but she did leave the door open to the room she chose, further down the same line, where she kicked the bed up against the wall, latching it in place, and took the box from it's hiding place in the floor, letting the Slowking hit his head on the way down off of her back. She was sure she would be sick by the time she had finished this event, in fact, she was amazed that she had managed to keep her cake this long--the only reason she could see that her stomach hadn't rebelled yet was because she was in adrenaline mode.

Kyn took off the overcoat, and threw it on the ground, revealing his black and red cape underneath, as well as now exposing his arms to reveal the recent damage inflicted to them. "Fucking hell. At least there's a possibility that it can be repaired." He got everything situated; his swords, and his hunting knife, and then went to go find Serena.

She, as previously stated, wasn't hard to find, but in the time she had chained him spread eagle between two posts, and had him in the middle of the room, she had even added weights to the 'crown' he wore to keep his head tilted back and his throat exposed. Granted, tying him up this way was milder than what she had done before, but this way he was completely exposed and at their mercy. She was just finishing pinning back his tail on a far ring when Kyn DID find her. She didn't even look at him, if she had a greeting for him, it was lost half way through...she simply kicked the box--where she had clearly gotten the supplies from--up against a wall.

"So I'm guessing that's got more stuff in it then? Well, let me say, I've got to go to my world for a bit, I rather need to get something." He didn't take the time to really try to look at Serena. Now that he knew where they were, he would pop back, and get what he needed, and then return.

"It does." She confirmed, then simply nodded at him as he left, sitting down between Royce and the box, unable to decide whether or not she wanted to hear him scream...she definitely wasn't going to give him anything to bite down on...except maybe his own tongue. She paused to consider it, but of course, by that time Kyn would be back.