Christmas in Zonei Pt. 02

Then Kim noticed a gold chain around Raeden's neck. It looked like real gold, which Kim had only seen in the upper zones. He wondered at its value. Raeden was wise to keep it hidden under his shirt. In spite of his size, he was not immune to attack, as was evidenced by the loss of his intel.

Kim moved around in front of Raeden, knelt next to him, and reached to unfasten his trousers with shaking hands. As he released the fastener, he needed someplace to look other than at what he was unveiling. He moved his eyes up and was startled to discover that the gold chain around Raeden's neck held a delicate gold ring. It was tiny—much smaller than something Raeden could wear. It looked even too small for Kim. It had a dark blue stone inset in it; it looked like real gold with a real jewel. Kim blinked and swallowed. He had never seen anything so fine. Even in Zonee where Kim worked people didn't wear things like that.

Suddenly he became aware that Raeden was extremely still and his body was tense. He glanced up at his face and to find the startlingly blue eyes glaring at him, cold with fury.

He took a quick step back, all the air leaving his lungs in a whoosh.

Raeden's lip curled in a sneer. "Bunny rabbit!"

Kim's flush of shame shifted to something else as Raeden pushed his pants and underwear down together so they were at mid-thigh.

He couldn't help but look now. Raeden's entire body was hairless, instead covered by the pattern of scales. He didn't even have any pubic hair. The lack of hair did not detract one whit from his masculinity. He was a perfectly sculpted archetype of virility. As Kim's eyes slid from cut pecs to an abdomen that could have graced the cover of Fit magazine, his mouth went dry. With his naked body on display, Raeden looked ... Godlike.

Kim helped Raeden pull his pants the rest of the way off, while surreptitiously checking out his genitals. He couldn't help it. Raeden's flaccid penis was huge, easily eight inches, thick, and uncut. He had the largest set of balls Kim had ever seen, not that Kim had had the opportunity for much study. They hung low and full and were a beautiful dusky color. With surprise, Kim noticed that there was an odd ridge of skin on either side of his balls. He wanted to investigate further but didn't dare. He had been staring at the giant's sex long enough. He suddenly became aware of his own cock, already half hard. Oh shit!

Luckily, just then Kim caught a whiff of sour, overripe man, which immediately checked his rampaging libido. Heaven help me when he's clean, he thought. He'll kill me in an instant if he thinks I've got a hard-on for him.

Being careful of his fingers and toes, and not without a few grunts of pain, Raeden eased himself into the bathtub. He sank down, letting the water wash over his chest as his knees poked up. It was a standard-sized tub, but Raeden made it look like it was a baby bath. He sighed and closed his eyes, looking almost at peace.

Kim could not help but stare at his perfection. In spite of his size, he was flawlessly proportioned, with long muscular legs, narrow hips, and impossibly broad shoulders. His arm was resting casually on the side of the tub and Kim couldn't help but ogle the bulging biceps. Each muscle was clearly defined as if he spent hours in the gym working on his form.

"How can you be so ripped when you don't work out?" Kim asked the question without thinking.

The giant opened one eye to glare at Kim. "Breeding."

"Oh." Even though Raeden closed his eye again, Kim was unnerved. When he looked closely he could see the intricate pattern of scales covering his torso and arms. A shudder ran through him, no doubt the result of all the stories he'd heard about mods—genetically-modified humans. They were bred and raised by the Corporation for specific purposes and had extraordinary abilities which varied by mod-type. They were said to be ruthless; raised in institutions, they were without human emotions or compassion. They were bred and trained to kill without remorse.

Suddenly, Kim felt as if he couldn't get enough air. He took a deep calming breath and said, "I'm gonna do a load of laundry. I'll be back in a little while."

Raeden grunted in acknowledgement.

Kim gathered up Raeden's soiled clothing and ducked out of the room.

When he returned after loading the washer in the basement of his building—they had locks on them so that no one could steal the clothes—he offered Raeden soap and a washcloth.

The big man ignored him. He wasn't asleep, but he wasn't opening his eyes or taking the soap.

"Wash yourself," Kim commanded.

"No. You want me clean. You wash me." Raeden smirked without opening his eyes.

Kim didn't know what to think. "But ... you ... I."

The giant just lay there quietly in the tub, looking like he was about to drift off to sleep.

"Fine!" Kim grumbled, taking up the soap and washcloth. He scrubbed Raeden from his feet to his neck, avoiding the blistered areas and his genitals. By the time he was done, Kim was hard as a rock and glad that he was kneeling, his groin out of sight of the big mod.

Then he noticed the water was gray with an obvious film of oil floating on top. Ugh! His hard-on waned.

"We'll need clean water. I'll go charge the PowMon. Why don't you get your hair wet, meanwhile?"

Raeden ignored him so he tossed the washcloth onto his belly. The giant kept his eyes closed and said nothing.

The PowMon charger was in the laundry room, so Kim transferred Raeden's clothes to the dryer while he was down there. Upon returning to the room, he started more water heating and then checked on Raeden. He was in the same position he'd been in before he left, eyes closed, and he didn't acknowledge Kim's greeting. He didn't even open his eyes when Kim drained and refilled the tub, although there was no way he could have slept through the extreme temperature changes.

Ignoring his irritation with the big man's lack of caring, Kim squeezed a glob of shampoo onto his hair and shuddered in disgust as he started to work it in. The blond locks were so greasy that the soap didn't lather. Kim started to wash his beard as well, then got a better idea.

"I'm going to shave you," he said. He took Raeden's lack of response for consent.

Twenty minutes later, after first clipping the beard close and then shaving it off, Raeden looked like a different person.

"You're almost handsome under all that hair," he teased. It was the understatement of the year. Kim was practically drooling over Raeden's chiseled jaw. The big man still didn't respond.

"Shall I shave your head too?" Kim asked.

It was like talking to a rock.

I guess it's up to me. I bet his hair's pretty when it's clean and dry, but it'll be a lot easier to care for short. And if he's got lice... That last thought made up Kim's mind and he made short work of ridding Raeden of his greasy locks. As he started shaving his head, he noticed the pattern of scales extended across his scalp as well. It was not completely uniform. Much like an animal's scales, they were smaller in some places, like behind his ears, and larger at the back of his head. There were odd elongated scale patterns along the sides of his face, just beyond his hairline. Kim marveled that, in spite of the scale pattern, Raeden's skin felt smooth—normal.

He couldn't imagine what purpose the scales served. On animals, of course, scales acted as armor, but Raeden's scale pattern was just that—a pattern. Maybe camouflage of some sort? He wished he knew more about mods. K-Corp kept the details about them—even the fact that they existed—under tight security.

Helping Raeden get dried off and back to bed was too much for Kim. He had always been attracted to large men and Raeden was a wet dream come-to-life. The naked giant on the floor on his hands and knees, his sculpted butt cheeks on prominent display, sent a flood of blood into Kim's cock that he couldn't have controlled if his life depended on it.

Kim's heart raced; he wasn't sure whether from fear or arousal. Realizing that his pants were obscenely tented, he started to turn his back on Raeden. He was terrified of what the giant might do if he knew Kim was boning on him. But he was too late. Raeden had already noticed. His eyes widened as they locked on Kim's groin.

Kim froze, as if maybe the predator wouldn't attack him if he kept perfectly still. He stopped breathing, but his heart was pounding so hard he could hear blood rushing through his ears.

Raeden's face broke into a grin. The affect was devastating and Kim almost came right then.

"I'm irresistible, apparently to men as well," Raeden said. "Or maybe just to little girly-boys."

Kim's face flushed, his arousal instantly curbed by Raeden's insult. "You're an ass," he said, his temper flaring.

All trace of amusement fled from Raeden's face and he began to crawl out of the bathroom. "I'll be out of your hair as soon as I can walk again. Meanwhile, why don't you run down to the nearest store and buy me some booze?"

Kim ignored him.