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Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

The sky was clear with the sun blessing Meadowtown, as well as the rest of Kior, with its light and warmth. The temperature was pleasant, and the occasional breeze felt rejuvenating to the body. On a day such as today, one would think the townspeople would be in good spirits. Too bad that wasn't the case. With Malphas' iron-fisted rule ever-present thanks to the Death Force, the people could never be happy. They walked through the coastal town with the same amount of liveliness as zombies. Talk was rare and only done when necessary. Those who were from outside the continent would find the quietness odd, but to the people who lived there, it was normal. They knew that talking would only attract the unwanted attention of the Death Soldiers that were posted throughout the small town. If people wanted to talk, they knew it was best to wait until they could go into the privacy of their homes where no one would be eavesdropping. However, despite what the outward appearances of the townspeople suggested, they weren't completely miserable. There was hope for change, thanks to the prophecy that was told twenty years ago. And that twenty years was finally up. All they had to do was wait for the Chosen to make his or her appearance and defeat their heartless ruler, just like the prophecy said. Among the townspeople was a man who looked like he was in perfect shape for fighting. The bulging muscles on his arms told of the strength he possessed, and the toned muscles on his torso could be seen thanks to the thin, sleeveless shirt that clung to his body. The attire he wore to cover the lower half of his body showed that he was from the now barren village of Wild Tree--a rare sight to see, since its villagers had been either enslaved or killed by Malphas' subordinates two years ago. And it was for this reason that Skoul kept himself in the middle of a crowd of people. He wanted to avoid attracting the attention of the Death Soldiers, knowing that they would attack if they spotted him, thanks to the garb he wore. The man had considered changing his attire to blend in, but, up until two months ago, he had normally kept himself in the wilderness. Since he was the only one left of the tribal folk of Wild Tree, he tried to keep hidden so that he could avoid suffering the same fate as what they did. However, he couldn't continue to hide anymore, not when he was looking for a particular someone. And that particular someone was the Chosen. The twenty years had been up as of two months ago, and since then, he had been traveling all around Kior in hopes of finding him or her. He wanted to aid them on their journey. Of course, so far he hadn't had any luck. But he wasn't ready to give up. He would continue searching until he found the Chosen. For now, he would stay in Meadowtown before moving on to Port Coral. So, with that, he continued to walk, keeping his gaze straight ahead and his face stoic as he ignored the occasional intimidated glances of the people walking beside him.
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

Next to a set of buildings that marked the entrance to an alleyway, a 13-year old teen leaned his back against one of the buildings as he stared ahead, either rather boredly, or his thoughts were completely elsewhere, given by the distant look of his icy, light blue eyes. The male dressed in that of nothing more than a plain white T-shirt, with deep blue shorts that ended just above his knees. He also wore simply light brown leather boots, which didn't really fit the almost moderned style of clothing he wore. To match the boots, he wore light brown leather gloves as well. Both gloves and boots seemed to be a little too big for him to wear, due to the wrinkles in them. This teen though, was surprisingly that of a rather muscular build. Not completely over done, but evident that he did a lot of time working his body out a lot. He finally gave a sign of movement, lifting his right arm from his torso which his arms had been crossed together at, the teen moved his hand near his face, his knuckle closer to his lips. Out of the knuckles from his gloves, ice began to form, take shape, and seemingly materialize. Forming 3 icicles that were connected to the fist of his glove. The boy neared an icicle to his face, and began to lap his tongue across it a couple times slowly. Smooth. Cold. Tasteless. In a way, it reminded him that of the metal of steel, but without the slight metallic taste. He continued to lap the icicle with his tongue, as he thought. It was ironic, that he was thinking about what he should think about. He had nothing to do that he could think of. Well, there was always trying to get his next meal, but with the conjuration of ice, dying of starvation was never a problem. Ice melted into water in which he could drink. It wouldn't have made his stomach very happy, but it was worse than nothing. The teen continued to lap for a few more seconds, then let forth a sigh. His arms dropped to his sides, his left hand void of any of the icicles stuck to his knuckles, while his right hand seemed to keep a hold of the conjuration he had formed. Why did he have to have himself born in this day of age?
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

From a nearby roof, a Soldier had spotted the boy just inside the alley across the street. He noticed the use of magic, and that was what made him focus solely on the teen. The use might have been for innocent purposes--the teen was only sucking on the ice that he hard formed on his knuckles--but the laws were the laws. Magic of any kind was prohibited--except for those who were a part of the Death Force, of course. But there was something else that made the teen catch his eye. Such innocent acts were being twisted in such perverted ways. A bulge formed in the black trousers the Soldier wore, most likely unnoticeable to any who looked up and saw the man standing on the roof. After a moment, the Soldier made a running leap of faith to a roof across the street and next to the alley in which the teen was standing. He just made it, his heels right at roof's edge. The Soldier walked over, crouching down at the ledge where he could look down at the boy. He was done sucking on his ice now, and from where he was positioned, he couldn't see the icicles on were on his right knuckles. Now was the chance to strike. In one fluid motion, the Soldier went from hanging on the roof with a single hand to dropping down in front of the teen. Almost as soon as he had landed into a crouch, he threw a punch right for the teen's gut. Once it had connected, he stood and pulled the teen away from the wall to take him into a headlock that was tight enough to make it hard to move, but not tight enough to restrict the passage of air. But he could easily tighten his grip if need be. You broke the law, kid, the Soldier said. His steel, faceless helmet allowed one to be able to see the wolfish smirk on his face and the wicked gleam in his brown eyes. No magic. Now you got to pay. You like to suck things, do ya? Well, I got something you can suck on.
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

The teen's eyes had eventually closed as he continued to think. He soon heard a sound above him that caused those icy blue eyes of his to open. He glanced upwards, but didn't really try hard to see anything. It was something he didn't really want to be bothered with. It was then that his eyes lit up in surprised before squeezing shut in pain as he grunted out from the blow to his stomach. The child buckled over, clutching his gut with his arms the icicles in his knuckles dissolved into nothing but drops of water that fell to the ground. Before he knew it, he was being held in a lock. He grunted out, trying to struggle free from the grip as his hands went up to pry the man's arm off of him from the hold. His face a grimaced as he opened his left eye to look behind him at the man, hearing his words. The boy let out a weak snort in disgust. I was licking, not sucking you idiot... he managed to croak out. The boy then would use as much of his might as he could to try and overpower the man's grip around his neck with the hands he was using to pry it off as he struggled now and then to get free from the man's hold. Whether he broke free or not, the teen was sure to at least put up a good fight.
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

The smirk that had been on the Soldier's face was wiped off by the teen's response. Shut up! he barked as he tightened his grip on the boy's neck--the teen's prying practically useless. Having been trained for the Death Force, he was adequately muscled for the job. Someone as young as his victim had nothing against him. Don't you fucking backtalk me, boy! A second later, the smirk reappeared as he lessened the pressure on the male's neck. I could kill you right now if I wanted to. But I'm going to be nice and let you off with a lesser punishment. Just hold still and this will all be over soon. His smirk transformed into a grin before he slid a gloved hand up the teen's shirt to pinch at his right nipple. Before, he had been using the arm this hand belonged to for leverage to keep a better grip around the male's neck. Now that the leverage was gone, his hold was a little bit weaker, and the muscles of the arm that was still around his neck flexed to fight the teen's pull. Maybe with a little more effort the teen would be able to pry the arm away. Otherwise, he might have to resort to another tactic.
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

The boy grunted out when the pressure was applied to be tighter on his grasp. The soldier's words were not only annoying along with the actions of thinking he had the right to do this but were angering him. He didn't want a confrontation -- even if he meant he had to endure this... humiliation, for a little bit in order to avoid it. Of course, he wouldn't allow himself to be stooped this low if he had the power. So he stopped prying when the soldier lessened the pressure on his neck and spoke to him. Maybe he could make the soldier lower his guard some. That may be enough to over throw the hold and get back at him without making blood spill. In case blood did have to be spilled though... he would rather not do it out right out in the open. The male's face flinched slightly feeling the leather go up his shirt, pinching his nipple. He let out a completely 100 exaggerated breathy groan only for the soldier's pleasure. He wanted to look like he had given up. That said, he couldn't stop the hardening of his nipple. Perhaps it would serve better for his plan, though. He wondered if the soldier could even feel him with a gloved hand or if he was doing it only for his 'pleasure' to try and make him cave in to the soldier. It didn't matter, he begun to make his move, and he did so by saying ...Pretty bold of you to feel me up like this right out in the open... Perhaps he could persuade the soldier to go back into the alley a bit more. He didn't plan on anyone to come to his rescue. The people in the world were nothing but cowards like this soldier -- picking on him, thinking he's tougher simply because he was older, bigger and had his Death Force title.
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

The groan was practically music to the Soldier's ears. He continued what he had been doing until the teen spoke. He paused with his fingers still pressed against the male's hardened nipple. Maybe you're right, he grumbled, barely audible. He removed his hand from the teen's shirt. Come back here, boy. The soldier began to walk backwards, which caused him to pull on the teen's neck as a result, so if he failed to move, he would be choked and dragged. Once they were farther inside the alley, the Soldier stopped walking. He brought his left hand up to his right so he could remove the glove before letting it drop to the ground. Suddenly, he forced his now bare hand down the teen's shorts, rubbing over his flaccid dick and balls. Hope you're ready to be my bitch, boy, he said, a quiet, dark snicker escaping him afterward as he pushed his pelvis into the teen's back so he could feel his bulge. To his ignorance, his hold on the teen's neck had loosened a little.
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

The boy listened, much to his disgust as to what the soldier was still doing, he had a faint grin on his face hearing the soldier's words. When being dragged back, he wasn't paying too much attention due to thinking of his plan and choked a bit realizing the soldier was stepping back. He held any noise in though and slowly walked himself back along with the soldier. His eyes kept looking behind him, just waiting for the opening he needed. His eyes followed the hand that came up, and when the glove was taken off and thrown down to the ground, he couldn't stop a gasp coming from the sudden touch of the man's hand going into his shorts. A low moan escaped him as his tool began to spring to life. Let it. He needed to wait just a minute or two more, than he would be sure he could get out of this without a confrontation. He felt the grip loosen a bit more. He was close. Hold your dignity in a little bit longer. It is only dignity. A glorified emotion. Don't let it get away of your success. You can handle this. You've handled it before long ago. He thought to himself cooly. By now, the teen slowly dropped his arms, trying to show at this point he had given up completely. After all, if he dropped his arms, he couldn't make any sudden moves... or at least, that's the thought he wanted to give. The boy craned his head back a little bit, as he moaned out Has it always... felt this good...? No, it hasn't. How much bait could he throw out at this point was completely questionable. He found himself actually mentally laughing at the situation. This soldier, he probably wouldn't know what hit him. The more he touched him, the more he sealed himself to the youth's bait. Edited... with less gloves magically appearing in shorts... . .
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

The smirk on the Soldier's face widened as he felt the teen's dick grow under his touch. You're liking this, aren't you? He rubbed his bulge against the teen, unable to contain the quiet moan. As much as he loved the foreplay, he needed to speed it up. He was horny as hell. You haven't felt nothing yet, the soldier said in response to the boy's words. He pulled his hand out of the teen's pants before unfastening them. He yanked both them and the boxers down so that they fell past his hips. Now that that was taken care of, he turned his attention to his own pants. He pulled his pelvis away from the teen so he could get to his belt. With most of his attention on undoing it so he could unfasten his own pants, his grip on the teen's neck had loosened a little more.
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

The boy let out another moan in response to the first set of the man's words. Oh, how he hated how slow this was going. What disgusted him the most was probably the fact that all the touching indeed felt pleasurable, and the sounds he was emitting was not entirely just for the soldier's pleasure anymore. The bulge behind him however wasn't pleasurable at all. It was just a complete nuisance as far as what he felt. But if it made the soldier feel good, it was good news for his plan. He soon felt his shorts coming down as well. That too, was good. Everything was falling into place. With his member half aroused, but free, the teen squeezed his eyes shut. Just a little bit, he let a small bit of urine drip from his tip onto the floor. Only a few drops. Not enough to make a noise of it coming into contact with the ground. With that, the urine quickly froze over into ice and then silently, began to spread in a thin line across in front of the teen. The more it spread, the quicker it was able to spread even more. The boy however, didn't want it to be obvious and cover the entire ground... yet. He just needed a bit now so he could spread it quickly when he needed to. The time to act was soon. By this time, the man would be busy with his pants and belt. The teen took slow deep breaths, trying to show he was a bit nervous. He needed the man's pants to be down for him to make his move. Or more specifically, in the process of being pulled down. The boy turned his head around slowly, not wanting to make a sudden jerk to provoke the man to grip any harder only to make it look like he was curious as to what the man was doing. He already knew what he was doing, but did it just for looks. The teen wished his brown bangs of hair would get out of his eyes though. He found it a bit annoying. Many things seemed to be annoying him lately, but his hair was annoying because it made it harder to see his mark of the man. You're... going to put it in me...? The teen asked, pretending to be unsure, inexperienced. Oh he knew that was what the man was planning. And as soon as those pants were in the midst of dropping, he would indeed make his move. Ironically, he wanted the man to hurry this up. If he was such a pervert, he should have loosened his belt.
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

The Soldier was unaware of the spreading sheet of ice on the ground. He was too focused on what lay ahead to pay attention to much else, but he did feel the teen move his head. Out of natural reaction, he brought his arm against the male's neck, although he didn't apply pressure, and he glanced at the teen, a scolding look on his face. Seeing that he was just turning his head to look, though, his expressions softened and left the teen alone to return to what he was doing. His belt was undone. He moved to his button, and that was when the teen spoke. He glanced back up at him. Of course, he said as he unbuttoned himself. He moved to his zipper. Hope you're ready. The Soldier pulled his trousers and undergarments down past his hips, exposing his seven-inch, circumcised dick, before letting them fall the rest of the way so that they rested around his ankles. He brought his left hand up to his mouth to spit on his fingers before bringing it down to the teen's anus. Without warning, he jammed his index finger up inside him. So tight, the Soldier cooed, the smirk unwavering. The job to lube the teen up a bit was completely half-assed. Bend over, boy, he commanded as he removed his finger from his hole. And if the teen didn't comply, then he would force him to, which would cause him to move his arm away from the teen's neck. Either way, he would quickly line his erect cock up with the teen's hole afterward before shoving its head on inside him, moaning from the tightness as he slowly moved into him. Of course, all of this was assuming the teen didn't do anything after the Soldier had removed his pants.
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

The teen hesitated at the tightening of his neck. That unfortunately, made him hesitate, and made him miss his mark. That was okay. He had another idea. He just needed to be patient for a moment longer. As he waited for the right moment again, his eyes glanced down at his own member. To the index of his right leg, staring at a barely visible, but still presentable scar there. It was faint in the skin, almost like a birthmark in a way. The boy's face grimaced in pain and his head jerked a bit upwards losing the vision of the scar. He grunted from the finger jamming into him. A scowl appeared on his face. This soldier was so going to get it. His breathing became heavier at the degrading pain he was experiencing, but at least it was soon over. Then the soldier ordered him to bend over. He hesitated again -- but this time it was him pretending. Those are the words he was hoping to hear. He slowly went down on to his knees and placed his hands in front of him, bending over as requested. Going slow to show he was making no sudden movements. His right boot just touched the thin line of ice. Once the soldier was hovering over him, the ice once again would spread, not in a line like before, but as if it was a piece of rolled up paper paper being unrolled away, becoming wider, and wider. The teen let out another gasp as he felt the head penetrating him. A few more seconds he would be ready. He let out a groan of pain -- truly a groan of pain as he felt the man pushing inside of him. Fortunately, he was ready now, and shouldn't have to suffer this crap anymore. The ice had spread completely under the man. And since his foot was making contact with the ice, he willed it. He controlled it. It was an extended part of him. With his power, a almost spike like figure shot out of the ice although it was as if the tip had been snapped off, for it was flat thus being not lethal, through the pants of the man, and hopefully, smashing into the man's sac. With not even pants in the way, there should have been nothing to even cushion the blow. With his hands on the youth's thighs and on his knees, no way for him to avoid the attack that didn't even make any noise or even had the teen of making any sort of motion of moving to produce the attack. If that was successful, The teen would have raised his feet, and kicked the man away with both of them, thus proceeding to stand on his two feet and pull his shorts up... assuming his idea he had been waiting minutes for worked.
Thread: The Gem of Peace (Yep & Ryoka Sulfinare)

The Soldier was still ignorant of the ice, too wrapped up in the pleasure of being inside the teen's tight hole. A moan escaped his mouth as he continued to move farther inside him, but he wasn't able to get inside him completely before he felt a sudden, harsh pain. He loudly yelled in pain from his balls suddenly being smashed. And next thing he knew, he was kicked away. The soldier lay there on the ground where he landed, clutching his aching balls as he yelled and cursed in pain. What the hell's going on down here? came a masculine voice from the alley's entrance. Sure enough, it was another Soldier. It took only a glance at the scene to figure out what had happened, and his eyes narrowed as he looked at the teen. You attack one of us? You're a brave kid. He unsheathed the double-edged sword that was hooked to his belt. But before he could do much else, a figure stepped behind him. The soldier's eyes went wide and his jaw slackened as he gasped in pain. He fell down, revealing the man standing behind him at his full height of six feet, two inches. A dagger was in his right hand, its blade bloodied from where it had impaled the Soldier in the kidney. Skoul lowered the weapon to his side as he looked at the teen, his expressions remaining stoic. He ignored the Soldier who continued to groan in pain. Are you all right? he asked, his voice deep. Despite being from Wild Tree, where its villagers used a different language, his pronunciation of each word was clear and distinct. Shouting came from somewhere nearby, and it sounded like it was growing closer. Skoul glanced in the direction from which it came before returning his attention to the teen. More Soldiers are coming. You should leave.