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Name: Ultraman Z
Age: 10,000 years old
Race: Currently Unknown (Previously Ultra)
Height: 57m
Weight: 35,000t
Notable Disabilities: One-eye blind (left eye), Light energy allergic, poor memory and/or memory loss
About Ultraman Z's condition
Report written by Marie, Commander of the Silver Cross Aid
"An examination of Ultraman Z's body has shown that his entire body no longer has light, nor is capable of containing it. We suspect that the device attached to his chest is causing any light energy that flows through him to invert and convert into dark energy. Prolonged exposure to nothing but dark energy can be dangerous for an ultra, especially for Z who's of the blue tribe; ergo, his body is not as physically resilient as that of a red tribe. Removing the device attach to his chest is difficult, and we fear that, if we manage to do so, it would prove fatal for Z, as the device seems to have rooted itself onto Z's color timer.
We are currently working with the Science Bureau on a way for Z's body to be able to tolerate the light of the plasma spark tower as to let him comfortably travel around his own planet without worry. But please keep your expectations low, Z's the first case of something like this ever happening. Unlike our previous cases of an ultraman living through dark energy (Belial, Tregear), Z's body is the first to react negatively towards light, even transferring energy to him through our color timers can cause him great pain.
This is just my own interpretation, so please take it with a grain of salt; With Ultraman Z's current physical condition, his body is akin to that of an animated corpse. He should be—by all logic, deceased—but he's been living with this condition for well over two thousand years (from his own word as well as his two foreign friends.) With this in mind, turning him back into the ultra he once was may prove difficult, perhaps even impossible."
Recommendations:
- He must stay in his own bunker for the time being. He cannot be exposed to the light for long periods of time.
- He must still go outside from time to time, do not fully isolate him from society. He must be outside no longer than 30 minutes, and he must have someone accompany him.
- He must not be put in extremely dangerous situations during missions. Energy transfer and traditional methods of healing for ultras no longer work for him. Death is permanent.
- He must go through mental therapy. While he acts stable and mentally sound, three thousand years worth of torture and imprisonment alongside these changes in his body is guaranteed to have scarred his mental state, even if he doesn't show or recognize it.
- For Commander Zoffy; Be lenient with him, give him less dangerous missions. Or don't give him missions at all, Ultraman Z has suffered enough.
Zero sighs, setting aside the report into his desk as he takes in the news.
Ultras are no strangers to death and to mortality. The human friends they've made all those years ago have only lived for what feels like a minute in an ultra's life. Ultras are mortal too, but death can be remedied in most situation.
But for Zett's current condition...
Death is permanent.
Zero's holographic pops up just at the corner of his eye. He received a message from Zett.
"Master, are you at work?"
He takes no time to reply back.
"Yeah, but I'm just about to wrap up. Did you need something?"
"Can you come visit me later?"
A request not foreign to Zero. It's been two weeks since he's been staying back here again at the land of light despite his protests. His two mercenary friends, Ygor and Xander, have gone back travelling despite being offered a home here, claiming that sitting around doing nothing is a boring life for them. They promised to visit Zett often, however.
"Sure. Do you need anything else?"
"Can I go and visit Ygor and Xander?"
"They can visit you, but you can't do it the other way."
"Ultra sad :("
Zero laughs at Zett's poor attempt at guilt tripping.
"You can go back to adventuring with them once we've found a way to help your physical condition. I've also proposed to Commander Zoffy to let your team be an official part of the IDGF."
"They probably wouldn't like that. Unless they get lots of money."
"They will."
"We're gonna be ultra rich... Anyway, see you later master :3"
"Hey, I'm back."
Zero arrives at Zett's bunker-turned-home, he arrives to him gently sweeping the floor with a broom.
"Welcome home, master."
The two give each other gentle smiles, the guest deciding to sit on the floor as he waits for his friend to finish cleaning. He stares at Zett's back; the muscles are more defined, but scars from healed wounds can be seen. This is not uncommon to see throughout Zett's body, but the sight of it tells of the many hardships he's had to face.
"Are you enjoying the view, master?"
"I wasn't... I didn't mean to stare at you, stupid. But..."
Zett glances back to see Zero's sad look in his eyes.
"My body can't fully heal wounds now, don't worry about it."
"Not like I was worried."
Zero has started to hide behind lies and sarcasm a lot more often now that Zett's back with him, a trait that everyone around him thought was gone. Zett sweeps the floor one last time, carrying the dustpan and dropping the door onto the trashcan. He places the broom and dustpan next to it, dusting himself afterwards, then walking back to the sofa that Zero's sitting in.
He forcefully sits down on purpose, causing Zero to bounce up a little bit, giving out a light chuckle.
"What did you invite me for?"
"Nothing in particular."
A playful smile can be seen on Zett's face.
"It's been a while since I've seen you smile."
"Hehe, can't help it master."
His silly laugh melts through his heart, breaking through any attempts of Zero to act tough around him.
"It's like I'm becoming myself again when I'm with you."
"I'm glad."
They look at each other fondly before Zero feels a hand touch his.
"I don't know if I'll ever get used to your hands being so cold..."
It saddens him to think about. The last time he held Zett's hand was before he was taken away five thousand years ago. To think he might never feel that warmth again despite him returning...
"..."
Zett's face become emotionless.
"I didn't mean to- Sorry, can't think before speaking sometimes."
"It's the truth, it's fine."
Zett holds Zero's hand up, guiding it to his cheek, letting his master caress his face.
"But because of that... I've become ultra-obsessed with your warmth, master."
Zett gives him a satisfied and pleased look as he rubs his hands gently on his face, like a cat purring while being patted.
"When aren't you obsessed with me, idiot?"
"Hehe."
Their other hand hold onto each other, not wanting to let go, giving Zett as much warmth as Zero can give.
"It's been a while since we've... you know..."
"Hm?"
Zero's face blushes, finding it hard to admit what he wants to do with his long lost friend.
"You know...? You know."
"...?"
Zett's eyes wander for a bit before finally deciphering what his master was suggesting.
"You're obsessed with me too, master~"
He'd tease Zero about it, naturally.
"N-no I'm not, stupid! It's just..."
He looks away again, his face becoming even more red.
"Forget it."
"I won't."
"Oi!"
Since when did he become so assertive?
"Who's the master here huh?! Me or you?!"
"Well, you certainly aren't when in bed, hehe~"
The teasing is making him even more embarrassed.
"Telling you about this was a mistake..."
"Heehee~ Do you want to start with a kiss?"
Realizing that he's won, Zett takes the opportunity to start here and now. Zero doesn't have much patience for this kind of thing anyway.
"D-do whatever you want..."
That's a "yes" in Zero's language.
Zett takes his time teasing him, letting his hands roam around Zero's slender but muscular body, feeling his abs, his curves, his body patterns... He etches them into his memory, not wanting to forget. Meanwhile, Zero has already becoming flustered from the contact, his breathing sounding a little desperate.
"What happened to starting with a kiss?"
"I figured teasing you first would work better."
"Tch."
He continues with his service, now letting is hand feel his back, until-
"H-hey..."
Zero jumps in surprise, but is held down by Zett, who's just put a finger in-between his dorsal fin.
"Oh, so I remembered correctly..."
He inserts another finger, letting them slide up and down his sensitive flesh.
"Y-you little... gah..."
To Zett, Zero's complaints means he's doing a good job. He continues this routine, occasionally sliding his fingers in and out, and eventually letting Zero hang on to him, his head resting on Zett's shoulder.
"Do you feel good, master?"
He receives a moan in response. Music to his ears.
"Hehe."
He takes his fingers out and lets go of him, looking at his master's face.
"Master?"
"Why did...you stop..."
Zero was clearly enjoying the pleasure, his eyes are wet and he didn't even notice that he was drooling for a while.
"I wanted to see your face."
"Tsk."
Zero wipes his mouth with his thumb, Zett takes his hands and licks it off for him.
"Wh-"
A slow and sensual lick on his thumb makes his mind go blank. The texture is rough, but his licking is gentle.
"You... you're even more..."
"Playful?"
"...I was going to say possessive."
"Oh."
Zett lets go of his hand, looking at Zero eye to eye. And then-
"Guh!"
Zett forcefully laid Zero down the sofa, pinning him down by the hands and looking down on him.
"I can do that too."
If Zett did this five thousand years ago, he would've laughed at him sweet face for trying to act so tough. But now... with that jagged look, the deeper voice, his calmer mannerisms...
"I- Wuh-"
"So you're into this, master?"
Zett slowly closes the distance between their faces, letting his breath fog Zero's vision. He can see Zero's speechless expression, his mouth still wide open as if ready to insult him, but nothing comes out of it.
"N-no, I just- Mggh!!"
Zett starts the kiss before Zero could deny his feelings. Zero protested loudly, of course, his muffled voice can be heard as they kiss before slowly calming down. Zett kept his eyes open the whole time, waiting for him to do so. When he calmed down, he saw Zero's eyes slowly go from fury to content, closing them as he craves for more of Zett's taste. Zett puts his hands behind Zero's back, deepening the kiss and letting their color timers touch. If only Zett could remove this armor... he would've loved to exchange their energies from the touch.
Zett pulls out of the kiss, staring at the line of saliva form between their lips. He wipes Zero's mouth with his thumb, then does the same trick with it that he did earlier, letting Zero watch slowly, looking at his pupils following his hand's movements.
"Was that good?"
"You have the... the nerve to ask that after..."
Zett lets out a gentle laugh.
"Let's... let's move to your bedroom..."
"How do you want this to go?"
Zett asks politely, pinning Zero down the bed just like he did at the sofa earlier.
"...Can we switch positions?"
The two get up, Zero letting Zett lie down on the bed while he sits on top of his body.
"God, you've gotten even bigger."
They press their hands together. His hands are slightly smaller than Zett's, giving him an idea of their difference.
"What should I do, master?"
"Just shut up, I'll do everything."
"Okay."
Zero starts by kissing his neck, letting the smack of his lips make a loud noise audible to the other. He feels Zett's steady breaths, a sign of him relaxing, followed by his hands being placed on Zero's back. He slowly goes down to his chest, only to realize the armor blocking the way.
"Ah.."
"Sorry, I can't take it off..."
"It's fine, I missed seeing your color timer, though."
He voices his longing, then continues back to servicing the other. He delivers a few sweet pecks on Zett's abdomen, feeling the curves and texture of his abs. It's even more defined, he couldn't help but feel them with his abs. As he does, he feels Zett's dick harden, feeling it twitch against his chest.
"Finally."
"Were you waiting...? You could've just asked-"
"Sorry, a little desperate."
It's rare for Zero to be this honest, he must've been really desperate like he says. He moves over to meet it face to face, delivering a pleased gasp as he sees it again after all these years.
"My god."
"Master..."
"I know."
He holds it with his hands, his mouth wide open from need.
Then he licks the tip.
He hears Zett moan, seeing his body tense and then relax, as if waiting for him to continue. And so he does, licking the tip again, feeling its warmth in his hands, its taste in his tongue, feeling the pleasure that it delivers to Zett.
"Master... I missed you master..."
Zero only hums, followed by him putting the tip in his mouth. He plays around with it using his tongue, circling it inside, stimulating Zett.
"Nghh..."
It's been so long since he's heard those pathetic whimpers, a sound that only Zero can hear, a sound that only he can make him do.
He continues to tease him, taking the tip out of his mouth, licking it, then taking it inside again and letting his tongue savor its taste. He's already licked up so much precum.
"You're as sensitive as always."
"Mm..."
Only a little bit of pleasure and Zett's already submitting. Only Zero can do this to him.
Feeling a little satisfied, Zero finally takes the whole shaft into his mouth.
"Mghhkk!"
He immediately starts choking on its size, overestimating himself. He takes it out of his mouth, embarrassed that he needs to catch his breath, only to find Zett covering his eyes with his mouth open, drooling.
He giggles, giving the tip a little kiss, before finally sucking on it again, this time, only putting half of it inside. He bobs his head up and down the shaft, letting his lips deliver pleasure to Zett, letting his tongue overstimulate his tip. He can hear Zett's whimpers, his heavy breathing. He can feel his dick throbbing from the stimuli, releasing even more precum as he becomes closer and closer to climax.
"Master... master...."
He calls out to him, desperate to release. Zero holds Zett's hand, giving him a signal.
"Master..."
With the signal given to him, Zett takes control, grabbing Zero's head by the sluggers, pushing him down his shaft, forcing him to take it all.
"Gghhkk!!"
Zero chokes on it, his eyes wet. He hears Zett groan, followed by a pleasured moan. He feels his dick throb deep inside, and then finally...
"Drink it, please..."
He didn't need to command him, but that's what makes Zett so attractive in Zero's eyes. He feels Zett ejaculate deep inside his mouth, feeling each throb and the thick liquid of cum that comes with it hit his throat. He swallows what he can as Zett keeps going, a bit of gurgling can be heard, turning Zett on even more.
Once he's done, Zett takes his hands off Zero's head and takes his dick out of his mouth, letting him catch his breath.
"Huff... you..."
Zero's mouth stays open, looking at Zett with fire in his eyes. A little bit of his drool mixed with Zett's cum drips down from his lips. He crawls face to face with Zett again, this time, initiating the kiss.
"Mas-mffghh!!"
He delivered the same reaction that Zero did earlier, but he falls into contentment even faster. He can taste himself during the kiss, but he doesn't mind, so long as Zero's the one giving it to him.
Zero pulls out of the kiss, looking at Zett's dazed—even hypnotized—look. He feels proud of his work.
"What's this about me not being the master in bed, huh?"
"M-master..."
Zett is still too lost in the pleasure to fight back, signaling to Zero that he's succeeded in taking control. He lets out a laugh. He positions Zett to sit up straight against the headboard, followed by him cupping himself against Zett. He spreads his legs wide open, followed by him taking Zett's hand and guiding it somewhere, letting it linger in the air.
"You know what to do."
"Mmm..."
Zett puts one finger inside Zero's pussy, being careful to not be too sudden. Zero delivers a pleased moan, letting Zett become obsessed with the sound.
"That's it..."
He gives him affirmation.
"Master..."
Suddenly, Zett puts in another finger.
"H-hey I didn't tell you to-"
Then he jabs it deep inside his pussy.
"Hgkk!!"
Zero's head looks up from the sudden pleasure, his eyes have started tearing up once again, and his breathing has become heavy and erratic.
"I missed you master..."
Zett gives him a kiss on the shoulder.
"I know it might sound weird, but..."
He takes the fingers out, and then jabbing them inside again.
"I've fantasized about having sex with you again these past couple of years..."
A kiss on the other shoulder, followed by a jab. He hears Zero's breathing turn into whimpering, watching his composure crumble.
"Z-Zett, you-"
"I'm sorry master, it's not a decent thing to fantasize about..."
He takes out the fingers, letting Zero breath. He looks at Zero's pussy clench as it eagerly waits for more pleasure, while Zero looks at Zett's fingers covered in his own fluids.
"You're really saying this when you're fingering me?"
"Hehe."
"Fantasize about me all you want, I don't care. Just... just make sure you do the same to the real thing."
"Master..."
Zero looks away in embarrassment after being honest with himself.
He slowly puts the two fingers inside his pussy again.
"I'll be at your service, master."
"...Go wild."
Like a soldier receiving orders, Zett wastes no time, immediately playing with his master's pussy with his fingers, letting them slide in and out of it. Meanwhile, he kisses and bites him on his neck, as if officially laying claim to him once again.
Zero's becoming a crumbling mess once again, the pleasure blinding his thoughts, only obsessed with wanting more of Zett, wanting more of his touch, his kisses, his love.
"Z-Zett, I-"
The overwhelming mix of lost and lust has overwhelmed Zero, causing him to release fluids all over the bed sheet, making a mess. Zett stops to look in awe as he does, listening to Zero's moans and feeling his pussy clench on his fingers as he squirts.
"Master..."
"Gah..."
"I want to drink it next time, master..."
"Wh-"
The straightforward request makes him blush. In truth, he didn't know if Zett was into it. If he knew, he would've let Zett eat him out instead.
"F-fine. We should... we should clean this up."
"Wait, I wanna take a picture-"
Zero slaps him on the face.
"The hell do you mean picture?! What are you gonna use this for?!"
"But master, look at the line! You squirted so much and it reached so far..."
Zero looks at the mess he made. He was right.
"Tch. Do whatever you want, pervert."
Zero simply just doesn't want to admit that the thought of Zett recording him during sex turns him on. He does love attention after all.
"Hehe, I'll make sure to keep it to me, master."