Revik

by J. C. Andrijeski

  Shoving the woman further into the recesses of his mind, he looked at Terian.

  “Did you get anything back on the trace we ran?” Dehgoies asked him.

  The other male seer was watching him curiously, his sharp, amber eyes holding a scrutiny that made Dehgoies nervous.

  Revik flattened his own expression, but only saw that smile tug a bit higher on Terian’s full lips. Realizing he would probably have to tell the other Rook something, or risk Terian going behind his back to try and determine more on his own, Dehgoies gave him a tiny nod, and sent a pulse of warning his way, indicating it would have to wait until after Raven had left.

  Terian’s smile widened.

  His expression also visibly relaxed.

  “No, brother,” the amber-eyed seer said. He flopped down on a velvet chair, landing with one leg over the armrest, without spilling a drop of the drink clutched in one hand. “But I went looking for her. Your little friend with the pretty green eyes.”

  Dehgoies turned on him, sharper than he’d intended. “What? What does that mean?”

  Terian made a subtle, reassuring gesture with one hand.

  Glancing briefly at Raven, he flipped his long leg off the armrest where he’d just arranged himself. Dehgoies felt Terian’s pause, as if he’d heard something in Dehgoies’ voice, or felt some tension ripple his light––or perhaps because he wanted Dehgoies to know that he wouldn’t reveal too much with Raven in the room.

  Standing in one fluid motion, the auburn-haired seer glanced back over his shoulder at Dehgoies.

  “…I didn’t find her,” he added, letting a note of reassurance live there. “I did find us a few other toys to play with. If either of you were feeling so inclined.”

  Dehgoies didn’t get up.

  Instead, he watched warily as Raven followed Terian to the door of the larger of the suite’s two bedrooms. After the faintest pause, Dehgoies let his light follow theirs into the adjacent room.

  He let out a surprised laugh when he realized what Terian had done.

  “Jesus, Terry,” he said, laughing again as he rose to his feet.

  He knew the relief was probably audible in his voice, but he no longer cared.

  “How the hell did you get them up here?” he said.

  Terian smiled at him from the doorway, watching as Dehgoies made his own trip to the drink cart, frowning at the empty bottle of Woodford. He tossed it in the trash where it landed with a loud clunk as it hit into the other bottles there.

  Still frowning at the empty bottle, he picked up a half-full, glass carafe of the cheaper stuff, pouring it over what remained of his ice. He dug into the ice bucket with his fingers to add more, then took a long drink, clicking humorously again as he lowered the glass, glancing back at the bedroom doorway.

  He refilled his drink from the bottle, replacing the alcohol he’d just ingested so he wouldn’t have to get up again as soon.

  Terian smiled at him when Dehgoies put down the bottle, meeting his gaze.

  “Ye of little faith.” Terian motioned towards Raven dismissively. “She’s long-winded. Maybe you didn’t realize just how long you were getting shouted at in the middle of the street.”

  “It felt long,” Dehgoies muttered, taking a drink of the bourbon.

  Still, he grunted in amusement as he scanned the room behind the two of them a second time. Smiling wider in spite of himself, he clicked out of the Barrier, quirking an eyebrow in the direction of his friend.

  “Yeah, but… all of them? Really, Terry? Why?”

  “The mongrels seemed as hungry as their bitch,” Terian explained, shrugging unapologetically. He gave Dehgoies a wry smile. “Should we flip for who goes first? She, in particular, is in serious need of being violated. She was panting even before I used my light. And you should have seen how she reacted, when I told her you’d be here––”

  “No,” Raven cut in, her voice irritated again.

  Dehgoies glanced at her, tensing.

  He couldn’t read anything in her shockingly blue eyes, or even in her light––other than that darker annoyance and what might have been sparks of jealousy still. He knew the coke was probably getting in the way of his scan, but he didn’t care about that, either.

  He did pick up the basics.

  Raven, however pissed off she was at him, also looked turned on. She was turned on enough to affect his own light. The coke only helped with that, even before she measured him deliberately with those turquoise eyes.

  “Want another line?” he asked her with a smile, inclining his head towards the bag.

  She walked directly to the bar and to him, reaching them both in a handful of strides.

  Seeing the harder look that rose to her eyes, Dehgoies stepped back in reflex, his new drink still clutched in one hand. He looked down at her warily, but Raven scarcely paused, grabbing hold of the front of his belt and jerking him towards the bedroom door, beyond which Dehgoies could feel at least six human lights, in addition to their three seer ones.

  He was hard in about three steps, feeling sparks off Raven’s aleimi.

  “…You can have first go at the worms, Terry,” Raven said scornfully to the other male. “If you’re so desperate to defile yourself. Which you undoubtedly are.”

  She tugged Dehgoies, stiff-legged, into that dimly-lit room, his hand still clutching his drink. Terian cocked an eyebrow at the taller seer as they passed, and Dehgoies shrugged, giving him a thin-lipped smile in return.

  “…This ridvak piece of shit has some serious apologizing to do first,” she added.

  Seven

  Memories In The Dark

  THE HUMAN WAS still wearing the red bikini.

  She wore the red bikini, and nothing else.

  It wasn’t a very large bikini, especially by Asian standards.

  That fact alone might have made Dehgoies laugh, but instead he wondered a little at Terian’s audacity, given that he’d brought her a few blocks down a busy Saigon street in that tiny bit of brightly-colored fabric––and right after a car bomb had gone off in front of that same hotel.

  Terian also brought the five bar roaches in rumpled civilian wear from that same poolside bar and lounge area behind the Grand––the same five who’d been staring at the girl in the pool, at least when they weren’t actively staring at the female seer sitting across from Dehgoies at the umbrella-covered table.

  He knew Terian liked his games.

  Terry liked to sexualize those games, too.

  For the most part, Dehgoies indulged him when he didn’t go too far.

  To his mind, it was a better way to siphon off some of the crazy than a lot of avenues open to the two of them, especially out here… especially during wartime. As long as it didn’t interfere with work, or risk exposure in an area where they couldn’t afford to be exposed, Dehgoies didn’t much care what the other male did.

  Anyway, Terry could be pretty creative, in his way.

  He was also far more perceptive about Dehgoies’ own weaknesses than just about anyone Revik knew. Terry definitely knew him better than Raven did in that regard––a fact that frequently pissed the female seer off, particularly when he and Terry got on a bender together.

  He watched Terian now as the auburn-haired seer motioned the girl over to where Dehgoies stood.

  He had time to watch them approach.

  He stood opposite the bed, his back leaned against the hotel wall near a horrible painting of the Saigon River done in gaudy yellow and orange colors.

  Revik was having trouble concentrating, and not only because Raven had control over his light again. When they first got into the room, she demanded he give her head, and to make her come or she’d hit him with her gun again.

  He’d complied, if only to calm her the fuck down.

  It was something he liked doing anyway, and liked doing to her. It was one of the only ways he knew to truly open her light, and to get her to focus on him, rather than what she wanted from him. He took his time for the same reaso
n, bringing her to climax more than once, reading her light and more or less forcing her to relax when she got angry with him again about that other female seer.

  In the end, she’d finally softened towards him some.

  Well, he assumed she had, since now she was returning the favor.

  Her mouth was doing things to him he couldn’t quite think past, even with the human woman walking towards him, her nipples straining against the fabric of the red bathing suit.

  He let out a gasp, gripping Raven’s hair in his fingers.

  “Do that again,” he murmured to her, caressing her face.

  Raven’s tongue slid over the hard end of his cock and he let out a heavier groan.

  “Gaos. Again…”

  He closed his eyes as she complied, then he was staring at the girl in the red bikini, feeling the pain rise in his gut, worsening past where he could think. He’d already done more coke than he usually let himself do while he was working, but he wanted more now.

  He found himself eyeing the mirror where it lay on the low table by the bed.

  “I think she’s jealous, Revi’,” Terian said, gripping the human female’s long hair as he brought her closer to the two of them. “Do you think Raven would let her have a go for a while? She’s positively salivating to put her mouth on you.”

  Deghoies’ fingers tightened again in Raven’s long hair.

  He let out a low groan when a flush of possessiveness came off the female seer, still watching the face and eyes of the woman in the red bikini.

  He could feel it now, what Terian had said. He saw the truth in Terian’s words by the way the human watched Raven work over him.

  He groaned again when the human licked her full lips, feeling himself growing harder in Raven’s mouth, right before he held her tighter against him.

  His eyes fell to the human’s fingers then.

  He focused there, seeing something he hadn’t before.

  She wore a wedding ring.

  She wore a motherfucking wedding ring.

  “Yeah.” Terian looked at the human, sighing. “She’s a little slut this one. I thought maybe you’d appreciate that, Revi’.”

  Anger rose in Revik’s chest.

  Goddamn Terian.

  Goddamn him for noticing what Revik hadn’t even seen while the woman had been flirting with him from that hotel pool.

  Revik was still staring at the human female, feeling a confused mix of rage and desire, when Terian chuckled again.

  Motherfucker liked his games.

  He also knew Revik too damned well.

  Revik was glaring at his friend, still fighting the confused feelings rippling his light, when Raven gripped his wrists, pulling him off her as she took her mouth off him. She looked up long enough to glare at Terian from where she knelt on the carpet at Dehgoies’ feet.

  “Piss off, shit-blood,” she told him, her voice harder for desire. “What the fuck are you doing, bringing that married bitch in here? You know damned well he’s a weirdo about that.” She glared up at Revik. “Fucking hypocrite.”

  Dehgoies glared down at her, feeling a spark of reaction in his light, in spite of himself.

  “I didn’t fucking cheat on you, Ray––”

  “Only because she said no,” Raven shot back. “I suppose I should thank that green-eyed bitch for that, not you.”

  Revik clicked at her in annoyance, but Raven wasn’t done.

  “You and your stupid hang ups. So what if human women like to cheat on their husbands? You think the men are better? They’re worse, Revi’. Why do you have to take that shit so personally?”

  Her voice dropped to a mutter when she added,

  “…None of us forced you to marry a goddamned worm. You should have known what you were getting yourself into, and not expected her to act like a seer.”

  Revik felt his jaw harden to granite.

  Looking up at him, seeing his expression, Raven only scowled.

  “Get over it, for fuck’s sake!” she snapped. “Jesus, what was it? Forty years ago? The bitch is dead! Lesson learned!”

  Terian chuckled, watching the two of them.

  Hearing him, Raven turned on him, her voice a snarl.

  “And piss off, Terry! You just had to bring the married cunt up here, didn’t you? Just to see what he’d do. Just to see if you could set him off.” Scowling, she motioned angrily with a hand. “Fuck the worm yourself, if you want her so badly.”

  Raven’s voice grew acidic.

  “…Or is it even her you want? You seem to plan a lot more of your sexual bullshit with Revi’ in mind than yourself. Maybe you’re hoping Revi’ll suck you off while she does him?”

  Terian only laughed.

  His amber eyes were glassy with coke, and now the heroin he’d broken into in the other room not long after they’d started. Terian’s limbs had grown more fluid since they broke out the downer, but his light seemed to work as well as it ever did on massive amounts of drugs.

  Especially when it came to sex.

  Raven was turned on, too, Dehgoies knew, despite her words, and the flashes of anger coming off her light. She was even turned on by Revik’s reaction to the human woman.

  In general, Raven had a streak of sadism in her a mile wide when it came to humans. Dehgoies knew she had reasons for that, in her past, but it still disturbed him at times.

  For the same reason, she was probably a lot more turned on since Terian started using his light on the humans. Moreover, she was prone to trying to coerce Dehgoies into doing exactly what she’d just accused Terian of wanting him to do, so he knew her words in that area were disingenuous, too, if not an out-and-out lie.

  She’d told Dehgoies more than once that she liked watching him suck cock.

  It turned her on to the point of losing control, especially if he got the recipient all the way there. Especially if he played her subservience games while he did it.

  Dehgoies knew it would only be a matter of time before Terian had those suits getting each other off, too… along with all three of them.

  Terian would want him and Raven to watch, even if they didn’t participate directly.

  Not wanting to disappoint his friend, Dehgoies tugged lightly on Raven’s hair, sending her a pulse of denser pain, letting her know he wanted to fuck.

  “Let’s go to the bed,” he coaxed. “We can see better from there.”

  “Do you want him, instead?” Raven asked him acidly. “Go ahead, Dags. Fuck your little pal. Fuck him, and screw with that married bitch’s mind. See if I care.”

  “Just let him watch,” Dehgoies said, his voice still coaxing. “We can watch, too.”

  “Assholes,” she muttered, but she climbed up off the carpet anyway.

  Gripping his shirt in her strong fingers, Raven dragged him away from the woman and towards the bed without preamble, forcing him to walk after her. Dehgoies managed to kick off the jeans as he did it, still hard enough that he sucked in a breath when she gripped him there again, tugging on him unapologetically once they were closer to the bed.

  Raven stroked him harder, using her fingers in light touches on the end, making him gasp, then pant, his whole body shuddering. She watched him look at her, her dark hair falling down her back and over one shoulder in a black curtain. She massaged him harder when his eyes drifted back to the girl in the bikini, even as Terian had her kneel down in front of one of the suits.

  “Dags,” Raven warned.

  He looked back at the female seer, feeling his pain worsen when her hands slid over his body, seeking out sensitive points with her light and skillful fingers.

  Dehgoies’ eyes shifted back to the humans again when Raven looked away, though.

  He focused on his friend in time to see Terian kneel behind the girl in the bikini, who he now had on her hands and knees. Dehgoies watched the girl take down the human suit’s zipper in front of her, freeing his sex from his underwear and pants.

  She was just putting her mouth on him when Dehgoies’ eye
s shifted down, watching as Terian moved the red swim suit bottoms aside with his fingers. Terian spread her legs without taking the bathing suit off her, unbuckling his own pants with his free hand as he started to finger her skillfully with his thumb and forefinger, using his light to get the guy in the rumpled suit to grip her hair in his hands.

  He was big for a human, Dehgoies noticed, and already on the verge of coming.

  The girl in the red bikini let out a low moan, bucking against Terian’s hand.

  Most of that wasn’t being prompted by Terry’s light, Revik noticed.

  She was getting off on this, with little or no pushing by Terry.

  The human paused what she was doing with her mouth long enough to lick the man in front of her with a warm, pink tongue, bringing a low groan from him, right before the human gripped her hair even harder in his fingers.

  Dehgoies could tell Terian hadn’t pushed her that time, either.

  She really was enjoying this.

  He couldn’t help wondering what her husband would say, if he was watching.

  He couldn’t help wondering if the husband knew.

  Maybe Raven was right. Maybe he was off doing the same thing.

  “Fuck,” Dehgoies said, when she licked the human’s swollen cock again. “Terry… put your cock in her. She wants it…”

  “Jesus, you’re a couple of cock-lovers,” Raven said, smacking him in the chest.

  That time, Dehgoies only smiled at her, though, seeing that her eyes had glassed as she watched Terian, too, her eyes on the girl’s face and her swollen breasts. He caught Raven off balance deliberately, moving fast. He grabbed hold of her arms before she could protest, pushing her down to the bed and throwing his weight on top of her.

  She fought him briefly, but only half-heartedly, sucking in a breath when he spread her legs. Watching her eyes, he entered her, barely getting the hard end down long enough to get inside her. The drugs helped with his control, though… it was part of the reason Terry kept them so plentiful.