Date: Tue, 9 May 2017 06:54:41 -0400
From: Purple Jubliee <purplejubilee17@gmail.com>
Subject: Sins of a Future World: Chapter 4

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Sins of a Future World: Chapter 4

Previously...

	After spending the night aboard the Luminous Hand, Jace experienced
a strange connection with Ryn that has left both of them feeling out of
sorts with one another...

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       Similar to the shower, the drying room did as its name
implied. After only a few minutes Jace was able to put the rest of his
clothes on without fear of getting them wet. He returned to the main living
room and found Ryn, dressed in a fine tunic similar to what he had worn
yesterday but without the hood and in red this time. His hair was styled to
one side and put up slightly. Jace ran a hand through his own hair that he
had not even combed and then looked down at his clothing.
	"It's fine." Ryn said curtly, seeing his hesitation. "The common
look will add to your credibility."
	Jace wasn't sure if it had been meant as an insult but Ryn's tone
made it seem like one. "Ryn, I'm very sorry. I didn't know that..."
	Ryn held up a hand. "Let's just get to the conference room." He
summoned the elevator.
	Several others were in the conference room of the Luminous Hand,
including Ryn's two stoic guards. The mood was solemn and serious and
everyone stood up when Ryn entered. There was a more or less even split
between men and women but Jace did not see any others that looked like they
were Archons as Ryn had described them. They all carried an air of
mysticism about them and Jace suspected that any of them could probably
kill him with a thought if they so desired.
	Ryn took the empty seat at the head of the table and offered the
seat on his left to Jace. The others sat after Ryn and Jace had seated
themselves. As they did, a hologram suddenly appeared in one of the seats
across from Jace. It was a human-like figure but it had no defining
characteristics. Ryn noticed him looking and said
quietly. "Kel-Amath. Representative for the anima of this fleet."
	"Hail, Archon Embara." A very old-looking woman declared from the
other end of the table. "The Light shines on you."
	"May it shine on us all." Ryn answered. "Welcome, servants of the
Light."
	"Welcome, Archon." They all said as one.
	"Welcome, Ambassador Jace Marron, of Varros." Ryn stated.
	"Welcome, Ambassador." Again in unison.
	"This council shall be joined by the collected Senate of
Varros. Are there any who object?"
	None responded.
	"Very well. Let us begin."
       The room was suddenly plunged into darkness before lighting up
again, only this time it seemed as though they were in a different
place. This was a place that Jace recognized. He had seen it in pictures
and on the news. It was the Senate floor of Varros. It seemed so real. Jace
could see the faces of the senators seated around them the semi-circular
auditorium. Ahead of them, near where their table had appeared, sat three
elevated podiums with well-dressed men seated behind them; one of whom was
Senator Targan.
       "Welcome, representatives of the Harmonious Light." Targan said. "We
thank you for attending our council on such short notice."
       "It was our pleasure to oblige." Ryn countered. "I am Archon Ryn
Reynia Embara, Servant of the Light. I speak for this holy fleet."
       Targan bowed slightly. "I am Senator Marius Targan, and these are
Senators Ward and Verl. We are the elected representatives of the parties
of Varros."
       "I assume that all assembled have been made aware of the deal that
was struck aboard the Lorgain yesterday between myself and Ambassador
Marron?" Ryn asked, looking around the room.
       Targan offered an apologetic smile. "Of course, we have been
notified of yesterday's proceedings. However this council has been called
to discuss the legitimacy of the deal in question."
       "Ambassador Marron which district do you represent?" Senator Ward
interjected. "I'm sorry to say that I've never heard of you, nor was I
aware any ambassadors had been appointed."
       All eyes turned to him and Jace's throat felt very dry. "Uh..." He
looked around wondering if they could see him as clearly as he could see
them. "I'm a mechanic and engineer, or I was, on the Lograin."
       A soft murmur ran through the assembly. Targan's smile remained.
       "So," Senator Ward raised an eyebrow. "You were acting without
authority on this matter?"
       "Ambassador Marron represented his people at my request." Ryn
answered for him. "The gathered officials were given a time frame to deal
with a belligerent member among them and they chose not to do so. In the
absence of any appointed officials, I chose Jace Marron to negotiate as a
favor to you all."
       "A favor, you say?" Targan asked innocently. "From what I recall, if
the deal stands then all the men and women here will soon be out of a
job. This is a favor to us?"
       "I am unfamiliar with the customs of Varros." Ryn replied with steel
in his voice. "But an Archon of the Light always keeps his word. When I
gave you time to deal with Admiral Hicken, do you remember what I told you
if you did not return in time?" Targan opened his mouth to reply but Ryn
continued. "After being fully disrespected by Admiral Hicken, I gave you
another opportunity and said that if you chose not to return within the
time frame, the Light would have its answer. This is a favor to
you. Senator Targan. Because if a deal had not been struck with Jace Marron
then the Coalition ship Lograin would have been subsequently destroyed with
you aboard it. And your people would be under military occupation by the
Harmonious Light."
       Another murmur ran through the Senate and no one spoke for a time.
       Finally Targan smiled again. "Nevertheless, although I am grateful
for the avoidance of my own demise, Jace Marron is not qualified to make
these decisions. We must have time to deliberate on them."
       "The Archon has given you three chances to prove yourselves worthy
of the Light's Mercy." The automated voice of Kel-Amath thundered from
every direction. "Would you cast aside this third offer so callously?"
       Ryn looked over at the spectral hologram representing the advanced
artificial intelligence. "Peace, Kel-Amath. Their ways are not our
ways. Deliberate all you want." Ryn said dismissively to Targan. "However,
the Coalition Fleet has two weeks to disband, and in the same timeframe the
lunar military instalment will be evacuated and surrendered to the
Light. In one month's time from today we will send emissaries to begin the
selection process of the new governing body of Varros. This meeting grows
tedious, will you be keeping us any longer?"
       Jace recognized the power-play and so did Targan, even as the Senate
erupted with protestations he shook his head knowing he had been outplayed.
       "No. Thank you, Archon Embara." With that the image of the Senate
floor faded and the conference room aboard the Luminous Hand returned.
       Jace was impressed and told Ryn as much but no one else said
anything. Instead, Ryn moved to the door and stood by it as the others
filed out, giving them each a small nod or a pat on the shoulder as they
left, much like a reverend in a church.
       Then it was just the two of them in the conference room. "Shall we
return then?" Ryn asked, still not quite looking him in the eyes.
       On the elevator back to Ryn's quarters, Jace couldn't hold it in
anymore. "Ryn, I'm sorry. Please, I didn't mean to invade your privacy like
that."
       Ryn sighed. "Calae, a moment alone please."
       "Of course." Her voice responded from the elevator.
       Ryn then turned to Jace. "I know you didn't. How could you have
known?" He sighed heavily again. "When we use our psionic gifts our minds
are highly unguarded. Even something as simple as a touch of the hand can
create a link." They sat in silence for a long time. "So now you know." Ryn
said with a sense of finality.
       "Know what?" Jace asked, even though he knew exactly what Ryn meant.
       "What I am." Ryn said, suddenly sounding emotional.
       "Wait, is that why you were upset? Because I found out you were
gay?" Jace asked in surprise.
       "Don't say that!" Ryn lashed out, then sniffed. "Only Archon Felan
knew, and Calae of course. If you choose to tell the council then I ask
that you wait until this business has concluded to avoid complication."
       "Why would I tell them?" Jace was confused. "Why would I tell
anyone? That's no one's business but yours."
       "The council would see it differently." Ryn muttered miserably. "I
would likely be stripped of my title and returned to the Homeworld to live
in disgrace."
       "Oh..." This had never occurred to Jace. "Wow..." He did not know
where to start. "Things are very different here."
       Ryn looked up at him. "What do you mean? What would your Senate do
if they found out one of their own was... like that?"
       "Umm... Nothing." Jace said shrugging. "In fact I know we have at
least two senators that are."
       "How do you know this?" Ryn demanded.
       "It's not a secret." Jace replied simply. "No one on Varros cares
who others decide to be with. You can't decide who you're attracted to."
	Ryn frowned. "That is very strange. They are not removed from power
or exiled?"
	Jace shook his head with a half chuckle. "No, of course not. My
district had an openly gay senator for three terms when I was younger."
	"Stop using that word." Ryn begged.
	"It's not a bad word." Jace said trying to sound comforting. "It
just describes something that you have no control over."
	The elevator doors opened and Ryn walked in, causing the fireplace
to start up once again. "Regardless." He said trying to regain his
composure. "I can get you a shuttle to Varros if you would like. I would
understand if you did not wish to stay here any longer."
	"I don't care about that." Jace promised. "Come on, let's have a
drink." He didn't know how wise it was encouraging someone Ryn's age to
drink for the second night in a row, but it was the only way he knew how to
break the mood that had fallen on them. It worked too, Ryn smiled and
nodded and fetched the pitcher of kabaz.
	After their first round, Ryn had some dinner sent up to them. It
was an immaculate dish plated like a five star restaurant but, after
changing out of his stiff tunic, Ryn ate casually while lounging on one of
the sofas.
	Several hours passed of drinking and joking and night fell on
Abarest outside, the light grew dim inside the quarters. During a moment of
silence in the conversation, emboldened by the alcohol, Jace decided to
broach the subject once again.
	"I wouldn't worry. It will be easy for you to find a guy that cares
about you. Even if you keep it a secret."
	Ryn blushed noticeably in the half-light and looked away. "Why do
you say that?" He finally asked.
	"I mean..." Jace threw up a hand. "You're smart and funny. You can
do amazing things with your mind. You've got power and wealth. Not to
mention you're... well you're a good looking boy."
	Ryn's blue eyes watched him intently and the fire popped. "You
think so?"
	Um, yeah. Objectively speaking." Jace said awkwardly, then drank
more.
	Ryn paused, but then smiled and nodded. "Objectively speaking." He
repeated. After a moment he added. "Objectively speaking, you're quite
handsome as well."
	It was Jace's turn to blush slightly. "Oh, uhh..." He hid it behind
his cup. "Thank you."
	Several rounds later, Ryn made the suggestion of taking the kabaz
with them to the hot tub. Something in Jace's mind told him that this was a
bad idea but he was not in a state to articulate it, so when Ryn grabbed
him by the hand and pulled him along, he followed, laughing and taking sips
from his glass.
	The light was even dimmer in the spa room and Jace almost tripped
trying to strip down to his underwear. This made Ryn laugh and almost drop
the pitcher which made both of them laugh even harder. Ryn didn't bother
changing and simply pulled his shirt off and slid in wearing his
ankle-length close fitting pants.
	Jace followed, leaving a trail of clothing behind him and sighed
contentedly as he sank into the warm water. Ryn slid over close to pour
Jace another drink. The warmth of the water and the dizziness of the
alcohol made him want to pass out. He smiled down at Ryn.
	"This was a good idea." He told him as he leaned back. Ryn leaned
back as well and the two of them looked up at the stars over Abarest which
were beautifully foreign to Jace and comfortingly familiar to Ryn. The soft
bubbling of the tub was the only sound.
	"It's beautiful." Jace commented, staring out at the nearly silent
city.
	Suddenly Ryn leaned over and kissed Jace on the cheek quickly.
	Jace turned and looked at him in surprise. Ryn started back at him
in anxious silence; his eyes shone almost animal-like in the dim
light. Jace took in every detail of the small face in front of him, the
platinum blonde hair and pale complexion, the stunningly blue eyes, and the
expression of uncertainty with a hint of fear.
	Remembering the image he had seen so clearly in Ryn's mind, Jace
leaned forward and kissed the boy full on the mouth. He felt tension like a
loaded spring release from Ryn's body as their lips touched. He finally
pulled back leaving Ryn staring at him breathlessly.
	Suddenly, desperately, Ryn came back for more. He kissed Jace
deeply and put his arms around his shoulders. Jace grabbed the boy around
the waist and picked him up, putting him on his lap. Ryn straddled him as
they continued the passionate kiss.
	Jace's hands roamed Ryn's small slender frame and he pushed his
tongue past Ryn's lips, eliciting a soft muffled moan from the boy. Ryn
arched his back as Jace's hands slid down to his hips and eventually came
to rest on the two firm, round globes just below.
	Placing a hand on either side of Jace's face, Ryn kissed him
repeatedly, barely taking time to breath. He grinded himself against Jace's
abs and Jace could feel a small bulge in the boy's tight fitting
pants. Jace realized that his was beginning to grow as well and Ryn could
feel it. He began gyrating his hips softly on the tent in Jace's boxers,
bringing it fully to life. He caught what he thought was a brief look of
surprise on Ryn's face at the size of the thing he was sitting on, but it
was quickly overtaken by powerful emotion.
	Almost unconsciously Jace began to thrust himself against Ryn,
making the small boy pant with desire. He worked his hands inside the tight
pants Ryn wore and felt the smooth mounds underneath. Breaking the kiss he
leaned in further and bit Ryn's neck gently, making the boy gasp in
high-pitched surprise.
	"Oh, Jace..." Ryn cooed softly as Jace's strong hands explored his
body and then yanked his pants down off his shapely form.
	Jace felt the pants tear a bit as he tugged on them and was sure
Ryn felt it too but he was far too wrapped up in ecstasy to care. Jace kept
going, tearing them further until they came off in his hand and Ryn sat
naked and pure on his lap. He took his time exploring the newly exposed
parts and making Ryn shudder and moan.
	Leaving one hand roughly massaging Ryn's defined ass, he put his
other hand between the boy's legs and felt his small boy parts. Jace
remembered what Ryn had said about not aging after the ritual was complete
and it gave him pause to question the morality of this for a moment, but
Ryn's erotic gasp as he was fondled by Jace quickly erased any hesitation.
	He grabbed it in one hand and began massaging, still thrusting
himself against Ryn. He worked his hand between the two mounds and began to
rub Ryn's tight hole with his fingers, making him arch his back and let out
a desperate little moan.
	Jace knew that he wouldn't be able to do what his body what
screaming at him to do. At least not right away. Not without seriously
hurting the small boy. So instead he gently inserted the tip of his finger
into Ryn while stroking his small length.
	As soon as he did, Ryn squealed loudly and tensed up as a dry
orgasm rocked his body. At the same moment, Jace's mind suddenly exploded
outward. More pleasure than he had ever experienced in his life washed over
him and he could feel the vast expanse of Ryn's mind as clearly as he could
see the boy writhing in pleasure in front of him. He shared Ryn's emotions
and thoughts and he knew that Ryn could feel his as well.
	Jace thrust himself once more against Ryn and the pleasure they
shared pushed him over the edge. He shot several large bursts into the
tub. This new wave of pleasure burst forth from his mind and enveloped
Ryn's before rebounding back to Jace even stronger than before. It was as
though every time it passed between them it became stronger. It was the
most intense orgasm Jace had ever experienced and it left both of them
shaking and staring out at the starlight sky.
	As the intensity faded, Ryn's mind retracted from his and the
dizziness of the alcohol hit him all at once. The last thing he remembered
was Ryn giving him a soft kiss on the lips before his memory failed him.