The Kray' Lon

The Kray’ Lon

Episode II.

More than Two Players 

It was approaching daylight the next morning and the crown prince had his servant driving this ridiculous thing called a car that travelled linearly, and other drivers seemed to continually try and hit you. Tony and Prince Tyrell had talked a great deal of the night, the human was nervous from having been attacked. Prince Tyrell did not mind; he was reputed throughout the entire Imperial Navy as being the steadiest lead Admiral it had had in centuries. His success in military campaigns, also had helped to keep his father on the throne. The truth was, his father had always had him slotted for that damn throne, and it was maybe not as exciting to him as it should be. Protecting his family, the Empire, even the inhabitants from this planet were of importance now. The people they had fought for so long were losing ever so steadily and this made them ever more dangerous. He would take that throne, not because he wanted the power or the prestige of being called king. He would do it because it was his responsibility, he was much like his father, he wanted to make the Empire even better and finally end the warfare.

A little humming sound went off and it was coming from some kind of wrist device the prince was wearing.

Tony asked, “What’s that?”

Prince Tyrell said, “My species lacks the pigmentation necessary to take the direct sunlight on this world for long, so we will have to stop and seek shelter. I am old enough to heal as fast as it burns me, but it hurts and keeps me drained. He looked over at his servant, when we find a place to rest, I saw you doing some things in your mind, that looked interesting. I am curious about some of them as they looked rather stimulating and we are quite sensitive as well.”

Tony was surprised, “You can do that? I mean like we can, you don’t have like a three-headed dick, or something do you?”

Prince Tyrell answered, “My equipment works just like yours does, I am a pureblood of my species, we sexually reproduce as any species does. As a matter of fact, a long time ago, this was supposed to be a colony world. Obviously, it failed, I have been in deep space fighting for the past decade or so. I do not know what has happened here?”

Tony wanted to ask but was afraid to make him mad.

Prince Tyrell said, “I got that, you do not have to be afraid to speak your mind to me, I am not here to hurt you. Ask you questions, I don’t care, if you ever say something I don’t like I will simply tell you.”

Tony bit his lower lip as he thought how to phrase it, “You said something about using me for blood if you ran out of something, are you going to kill me?”

The prince reached over an touched his arm and let him feel some of what he was thinking, to Tony it was strange it was like somehow reading fast but not seeing any words but still getting the content. He could honestly tell; this creature meant him no harm. Then he started to feel good again, what a trick that was and his resistance continued to lower. The prince was pleased, he already had a strong bond with this one and he was giving himself from trust. His father was wrong about this world, they would have to discuss its addition back to the Empire.

He told his servant, “If there are plenty of your type around, we can give you access to technologies you would not believe, and this world would be more than a welcome addition to our empire. I have always believed this sector of the galaxy was the next logical place for us to move to. Tyrell held up a little red-looking pill and handed it to Tony.

Tony asked, “Am I supposed to take this?”

It had just suddenly disappeared from his hand; his master could move so fast in enclosed spaces that it was almost undetectable to the human eye. It was amazing really; this alien was friendlier than most humans he ran into.

The prince explained, “That is my emergency ration of what you would call nutrition, though it is a bit different of a thing for my species.  When you eat, your digestive tract breaks down the sugars, carbohydrates, proteins, the various things. What you were just holding was about, the equivalent of all the red blood cells in your body and another extra ingredient we were finally able to crack. When we feed, I drain lifeforce as well, if I do that to you, you will be fine, it will make you tired and you regenerate yours back. We are predators we must take ours, but we can use the pills now. Another one of my father’s reforms so I will have to have more or borrow from some willing humans till help arrives. I am not going to kill you, do you not think with as weak and slow as you  are if I were going to do that, I would have when I came through? Or I would just do something like this?”

He laid his hand gently on Tony’s arm and connected to him and said, “Do something childish and try not doing it, but you are not allowed to stop unless I say.”

Tony, without even thinking about it put his thumb in his mouth like kid and began to suck on it and it was making him feel good. The crown prince held the contact and made him do it a little and then let him go. The pleasure slowly ebbed away, and he went to pull his finger out of his mouth, but he could not. It was as if his mind had forgotten how to, and his master let this go on for a few minutes’ kind of grinning. He did not feel as if this made him superior to Tony, he was just a much more highly evolved predator. He was over ten-thousand years old, and this kid was 19 standard earth years. There was not contest in will power, and when his species used their telepathy, if you fought it that was the only way. Whoever has the strongest will wins.

“You can stop doing that now.”

Tony pulled his thumb out of his mouth and said, “Wow, what you people can do it amazing, so I will just ask, with the blood drinking and all that. Are you a vampire because you sure seem to fit many of the similarities. I know you are also an alien, so if you bite me, it won’t make me like you?”

Prince Tyrell looked, and it was hard to tell was that shame?

“That is a barbaric practice carried out in a time long past by a people, my people, not acting in such good ways. We carry a retrovirus, that if you drain a host completely, and then let them drink a bit of your blood or inject it. It does change you into what we call a thrall, that is much less powerful than us, and basically a mindless slave. We do not do that anymore and those that are, are not long for existence.  You agreed to be my willing servant and join my family Tony Barber, what would be the purpose then of making you into a mindless slave?”

Tony was not compelled to say this, “For some reason I believe you, I don’t think you are going to hurt me.”

He pulled into what they needed a roadside motel and parked the car. “I will go in and get us a room. No need for any more of that shiny stuff, I have a credit card. I will be right back master.”

He went in and rented them a room and asked for a single large bed. They got settled in about forty-five minutes before sunup and Tony took a shower. The crown prince took one of his pills and made sure the curtains were closed good. Tony came on only wearing his underwear and a clean pair of socks he had put on, they had run by and let him pack a quick bag. He was sort of looking down at his feet as if he were ashamed. The prince reached out and detected what he was being shameful about and sort of laughed.

He said, “You do not have to be ashamed to be seen by me, come here.”

Tony slowly walked over to him, and he reached out and gingerly took his wrist and he reached into his mind and boosted the volume a little bit on the self-confidence. Tony looked up and was quite a bit more relaxed.

“I don’t know how you do that, but if you moved here, you would put every mental healthcare professional out of a job in one day.” He smiled and reached down and took his underwear off, he had a very nice seven-inch cock and a good body.

This was the first time for Prince Tyrell to be alone with a naked human before, and yes, he found him attractive. He had life force and to his people that was irresistible, and the prince’s senses were about 50X that of a human. He could smell the blood running through Tony’s veins. Article I. Fleet Command regulations for the Kray’ Lon Imperial Navy stated, he should know he helped his dad write it. “No citizen that is of predatory nature of the Kray’ Lon Empire is to ever be allowed to feed upon an indigenous population. It had been that way once before long ago, and some of his people did make it here, he just had not found them yet. They had believed the same, it is the real legend behind why a vampire asks permission before entering a residence or feeding on you if you were human. There is nothing magical preventing them, but ethics and a higher moral code, which sadly some of them did not have. That was okay because Tony did not know it yet but the little being running his hands all over his body, would put a stop to that eventually.

He told Tony, “I am always very civil to those I deal with, under my charge or under my command or in just how I deal with others. One thing with you is a bit different, you are my servant, as such if I order it, you do it. I can make you; I would prefer you do it willingly.”

Tony just stood there and let the guy with the glowing eyes keep feeling him up and his hand kept hovering around over his cock and balls.

He said, “Your blood is so warm, sit down on the bed and lie back, I want to show you something interesting.”

He put his crazy strong hand on Tony’s chest an eased him back. “I saw you doing something to someone in your mind and I want to try.”

Tony laid back and said, “Yes master.” This fucking little glowing eyed alien was lighting him up, he could see why the vampire legends all had them pegged as being so seductive. No one could resist this.

On earth, telling another male or just anyone for arguments sake to, “Suck your dick,” could easily be thrown at someone as an insult, or another way of saying fuck off. To Prince Tyrell this would make no logical sense, he did not see degradation in either doing such things or letting others do such to him. Why would something that feels so good and almost everyone wants done looked upon, the Kray’ Lon would not understand this. So, he carefully leaned down and started to slide his servant’s cock into his mouth. It was so warm, and his tongue could feel the blood running everywhere in under it, if he were not so disciplined, he would not do this because it could trigger something in his people called blood lust. He used his tongue to find a good spot. He easily, and slowly pierced the skin a tiny amount to let a tiny amount of blood out. And what his salivary glands were producing in. It did not take long, and he looked up and Tony’s eyes had glazed over with pleasure and was feeling better than he ever had.

One of the things that made the Kray’ Lon such fantastic predators, this was another example of. They secrete a chemical that acts like a narcotic kind of tranquilizer that would make most any compatible species docile and lay there feeling nothing but pure pleasure as they fed, no struggling victims, unless they were insane and trying to cause pain. The crown prince wanted another fluid from down here, that had life force as well and would make him much stronger than he already was. Another amazing quality about their blood is that almost as soon as he got enough of his toxin in to really make his servant feel good, it healed almost instantly. Thanks to regenerative properties in their saliva that if earth doctors could unlock would cure any disease, but possibly stupidity. His servant was moving around and moaning.

“Oh, that feels so good, please don’t stop doing that, I will be so good. Oh my!”

He began to shoot his load into Crown Prince Tyrell’s mouth, and he had to concentrate, it was something that could trigger bloodlust in the undisciplined, but he was the high Admiral of the Royal Navy and next in line for the throne. He had discipline, more probably than most major branches of the armed forces of this planet combined, he had served for longer than many here could imagine. The liquid running into his mouth was not a power thing with him, directly, it was nourishment. He could feel the surge of power hit him as he drew it from Tony, he did not draw much, just enough to feel good. When he had finished, he pulled him up the bed and covered him up and stood and looked out the window till he woke up. He never needed sleep anymore but could if he wanted to. Five hours passed and a groggy Tony sat up.

“How do you feel?”

Tony was honest, “I have never felt better, I feel like I could climb a mountain, that was fucking awesome no one has ever done that for me that way before, as if they could.”

The prince walked over to Tony and stood directly above him and just reached down and pulled, what looked to be a perfectly normal 8”-dick out, it was just white. Otherwise looked just the same, how about that. He leaned forward and took it into his mouth and the smaller and far stronger being gently put his hand on the side of his warm face as he worked it. It took several minutes, and he got a blast in the mouth from the prince this time and it was a taste like Tony had never experienced before. It hit Tony like a ton of bricks. It produced an effect almost like being intoxicated and he could not seem to get enough.

The prince said looking down, “Another biological trick, we are the true masters because biochemistry and evolution made us that way. If you think you are feeling high, see what it does to a Kray’ Lon female or male. We must have addiction centers on our home planet for the non-indigenous population, they got hooked all the time. We have enacted measures against this too, hence the fucking war. Progress always costs a heavy price, but we want a better future not to just keep repeating the same pasts over and over.”

Tony was now laying back on the bed with his eyes closed feeling whatever that was run through him, he felt warm and safe and wanted. He would have to be up soon the sun was about to go down. He liked his new little earth servant. Yes, dad was wrong about excluding earth. He would fix that as well. He could feel all the life energy around him, this could be a powerhouse someday. They were clever, many loyal if you befriended them, great allies if a war breaks out. Their species were meant to be together, just now under him and his father on equal terms. You don’t conquer the earth, you fly up peacefully and ask to be friends, if they agree they are a friend forever.

45 minutes later the Mercedes sped off, and Tony was still not sure, but he had seen what this guy could do. To Washington D. C., the way the prince saw it, better to start that cooperation first.

As it sped away a figure finally moved from where it had merged with the shadows and started to talk away and there stood the Crown Prince, he must have run back shit.

The prince was standing and looking at one of his own kind that was not quite as old as him, but still respectable. The prince had known this interloper had been drawn to him and his servant. He figured if there was any around to be had, that would get some attention. The two started looking at each other silently for a moment. The younger one of his people, looked like a younger male maybe early thirties and he was about to bolt.

The prince spoke in their native language, “I am Prince Tyrell Kray’ Lon, high admiral of the royal navy and heir to the throne.” He bowed courteously but did not take his eyes off their new friend.

The newer Vampire was calling himself Arnold and figured he could not win a straight up fight and he could not outrun an elder that had logged countless, who knew how many thousands or tens of thousands of hours aboard warships, executing high gravity maneuvers, he would be incredibly strong, plus this one had never been to the home world, but they had their stories. One of the reasons they evolved to be so incredibly strong is that the capitol planet was larger than any planet in this solar system. It was extremely high gravity, hence the shortness, incredible strength, ability to move very quickly under the meager 1G they were under now. If you picked the biggest and strongest powerlifting champion. The little being because of growing up on the home world, and all those hours of withstanding the heavy-G maneuvers would make him incredible durable as well.

He kneeled and said, “I am Arnold Smith, as that is very common here, I never knew my true surname I was raised by humans. I am your humble servant, Prince; it is good to see another of us that is not trying to kill me. I apologize for not using the proper protocol. I just don’t know my prince.”

Tony came rolling back up in the car and the prince offered, “Why don’t you ride with us and let us have a talk.”

Now the car truly sped off into the night.