Kaden

Hey all, this is the fourth chapter and I hope you aren’t bored yet… If you all thought I was dead, well… I wasn’t. Just tracking down my plotbunnies. The damn muse opened up their hatch and they all escaped… If anyone is interested in giving me ideas to work with, or even co-writing this sucker with me, I’d much appreciate it. I also need a beta pretty badly… Email me at scribbled_down@yahoo.com.sg if you’re interested.

So, yeah, and also thanks to Jace J. Quin for her reviews and liking it enough to recognize this story from when I put it in the… um, I forgot the original section I filed this under but thanks anyways. (Forgot to post this last chapter…)

To Mekatra and Illyric who reviewed the last chapter, *gives boa constrictor hugs… Thaaaank Youuuu! It encouraged me to write this chappie!

Anonymous reviewers are welcome!


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Kaden smiled as he heard the whine that signaled the activation of the moving floor. Then the door was shut as his Master left the suite.

Standing to move to the bed, he stretched then curled up close to the headboard, imagining the hard wood was his Master lying there besides him.

He couldn’t stop smiling, he realized, and buried his face in the pillow in front of him. The endorphins from the orgasm he’d just had coursed through his blood, making it even harder to stop, high as he was.

Having an owner, finally, after waiting for someone to choose him. Past fantasies included being purchased as a gift for a noble and living in luxurious mansions.

But to know he was chosen by his Master, personally, thrilled him. It gave the assurance his appearance at least, suited him. And knowing he pleased his Master was everything to him. He’d suffered a few moments of insecurity at first, but his Master had finally played with him…

Kaden’s instructors used to tell him he was born to be a slave, he had always had such a strong desire to please. He never imagined having a Master would triple these urges of his.

No, that was wrong.

Having a Master like his made it so easy to desire to serve. He hugged himself as he remembered his gentle manner, his soft touch, the way he treated him like a treasure. In fact, he mused to himself, he was reassured by his Master’s handling as well, more than he had realized.

His body had been trained to take rougher play as well, should that be his Master’s desire. And he would have been more than willing if that was the case. But no matter how he trained, he had never been able to take as much damage as his fellow slaves, or like it. He just wasn’t built for it.

With his slender form that came from his mother, along with lily-white, easily-bruised skin it was obvious Kaden had been bred for delicate treatment.

He sighed happily as he remembered the feeling of Master’s touch, his smooth hands stroking him, the exquisite sensation of his Master’s mouth, warm, wet satin around his shaft, the mind-numbing suction that carried his conscious thoughts into blissful oblivion.

Sated, he lingered over his thoughts of his handsome, kind and gentle Master, lulling himself to sleep. He dozed off but that smile stubbornly remained on his lips.

The time passed slowly and the only sound in the room was the soft ticking of the hands on the antique clock on the wall, the occasional rustle from the blankets as Kaden shifted in his sleep, and the slow, steady breaths he took.

An hour, then two, went by.


A yawn came from the sheets as one cute alien began to awake.

Kaden lingered in his cozy nest for a while, before twisting to all fours. Slowly, he made his body rise, till he was kneeling on the bed. Stretching lightly, he yawned again and looked around.

Master still wasn’t back yet.

Oh well.

Clambering over the side of the enormous four-poster bed, he stood motionless for a while as he figured out where to go next.

Master had told him he was free to explore, so he would. Picking up his fallen clothing and dressing himself again, he made his way to the door before his stomach gave a loud gurgle.

Rubbing his empty and protesting stomach, he gave a pout, remembering he hadn’t eaten yet. Opening the door, he wondered if he could find anything to eat. Master was probably not the sort who would make him wait for his presence to eat.

Probably.

He sighed, chiding himself. He had only served Master for a short time and was already becoming so undisciplined. He would wait until he was given permission like a good slave ought to.

Perhaps exploring would take his mind off of his stomach pangs.

Making his was to the entrance door of the suite; he pulled it open and peeked out around the door. The guards there were different; they must have changed shifts sometime ago.

Noticing him, the one on the left grinned, “Look Jon, there’s a little mouse behind the door.”

Kaden blinked as the two guards looked at him. Steeping past the doorway, he stood there, uncertain.

“Hey! He’s got an interpreter head set!”

“He’s one of those alien slaves. I’m guessing Jareth must’ve bought him.”


Kaden wondered if they would stop him from leaving the suite floor. Stepping out fully, he walked over to the elevator. Pressing the button marked with a downward arrow, he turned around again to keep an eye on the guards.

The more solemn looking one raised an eyebrow.

Kaden giggled, the black giant looked most amusing with that quizzical look on his face. Then he giggled more as the other eyebrow made its way up to join its friend at the brow line.

“Some thing funny kid?”

Shaking his head frantically, Kaden laughed even more as the puzzled man scratched his head.

Then the lift bell chimed as the elevator car arrived. Stepping in, he looked at the numerous buttons on the left panel by the door. Randomly, he pressed one and watched as the doors shut. Waving goodbye to his funny new friend, he leaned against the side of the lift as the elevator made it’s way down to the seventh floor.

As the lift reached its destination, Kaden stood impatiently, close to the doors. He had been told grand stories about the palaces of rich owners and he couldn’t wait to see his master’s hotel. Digging his toes into the fluffy red carpet covering the lift floor, he clasped his arms around himself and giggled.

The lift finally stopped and the doors slid open soundlessly. Kaden walked straight out, right into a stout man about to enter the lift.

They crashed and Kaden took the worse of the fall, propelled backwards and into the lobby’s ornate rubbish bin. The bin was too heavy to be toppled over, but the impact knocked the ashtray right out of the holder on the top and down onto the poor boy’s head. Fine grains of sand and ashy cigarette butts formed a small pile on his crown.

Stunned, Kaden sat there as he got his breath back. The other man, who had managed to remain on his feet, reached down and pulled him back up again.

As Kaden stuttered out his thanks and apologies, the man walked straight into the open lift and shut it, leaving for another floor. Slightly disoriented, Kaden turned around and brushed off the worst of the sand and ashes. Sneezing as he accidentally inhaled some of the ash, his loaned clothing coated in a fine layer of pale brown sand and dust, he felt a little bit like something the klen dragged in.

Sighing in dismay, he rubbed against a stubborn few spots of black ash determined to become a part of his shirt. Giving up in the end, he continued on his exploration mission, slightly less enthusiastic.

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Jareth exhaled loudly in the confined space of his car. Sitting in the back with him, his secretary shook her head.

“Mr. Strand, you should be used to these transactions by now.”

“I’m used to them, I just hate them. All those stuffed shirted sycophants fawning over me. Where’s their dignity? I mean, really! I feel so worn out after one of those meetings. At least I got what I came for.”

“And what’s that, sir?”

“That airfield next to the Columbian terrace, I’m planning to turn it into another transit station. Now I can’t wait to get back to my Kaden. I wonder what he’s been up to…


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A/N

Argh!!! I am so sorry there is no smex in this chapter! I have major writer’s block… I shall do my best to put smut in the next chapter! * Collapses…* This darn chapter has been on my hard drive so long I figured I might as well post it… U_U