Fanfiction: Drifting (Part IV)
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Part IV
~Fallen~
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When Ruka opened his eyes, it was dark save the ghostly blue glow coming from the television. It took him a minute to remember where he was and when he tried to stretch his legs, he found there was something weighing them down.
It turned out to be Sakito, who was actually sprawled head first on his lap, dead to the world.
Ruka didn't even need to look at his watch to know that it was late. Yawning and extending his arms towards the ceiling, he eventually noticed that Ni~ya was nowhere to be seen.
“Gone to bed most likely,” Ruka thought absently running his hand through his hair. “I’d better get going then.”
The drummer managed to carefully wiggle his way free without disturbing Sakito but when he actually picked up his mobile and his coat to leave, something stopped him. It was cold in the living room, and considering that they had fed him, Ruka figured it was just bad manners to leave the guitarist there with not even a blanket covering him.
“Sakito? Sakito, wake up,” Ruka said, crouching next to him and wincing because his legs were still numb with pins and needles. Sakito opened his eyes a fraction and mumbled something incoherent before petulantly shutting them again.
“Sakito,” Ruka said, exasperated enough to start shaking him roughly. “I’ll help you to your bedroom, but I will be damned if I’m going to carry you.”
“A real friend would. I’m your bandleader as well remember,” Sakito argued sleepily, his voice loud enough to make Ruka shush him.
Still grumbling softly, Sakito managed to prop himself up on one elbow, allowing Ruka to slip an arm underneath his shoulders and help him to his feet. The drummer half-walked, half-dragged his non-cooperative friend to the only open door he could see that he assumed, correctly, was Sakito’s bedroom.
With one arm firmly holding Sakito up, Ruka used the other to shake the duvet loose before lowering the guitarist on to his king-sized bed.
“See you later Saki..” Ruka gasped as Sakito roughly grabbed a fistful of his shirt and kicked his legs out beneath him causing Ruka to land heavily on the younger man’s chest.
“Sakito? What are you…” Ruka stammered as he felt Sakito’s lips brush his. It was so fleeting that Ruka was sure it was accidental until Sakito grabbed his v-neck collar so he could pull him for a full kiss.
Ruka struggled to get away and finally managed to break the kiss only to have Sakito stubbornly tighten his hold on him.
“Let me kiss you Ruka,” Sakito breathed as he eased on hand beneath the thin cotton of Ruka’s t-shirt. “Don’t you like me kissing you?” Sakito said, letting his lips curve into a disappointed pout as Ruka distanced himself even more.
“I…I don’t…”
The older man wanted to say no but his tingling lips called him a liar. It had been so long since anyone had kissed him like that and he had been so preoccupied with getting over Yomi that he hadn’t wanted anyone else.
But in the face of Sakito lying willingly beneath him, his smoky opaque eyes gazing at him, everything else seemed trivial except the need poisoning his blood.
“Sakito..” he growled as he started to inch closer but quickly caught himself. “No! I can’t,” Ruka said, his words straining with sexual frustration.
“I can’t take advantage of you like this. You have no idea what the fuck you are doing.”
“Ruka, look at me,” Sakito ordered, the steadiness of his voice telling Ruka that he was now completely awake. “I know exactly what I’m doing, and I know, I’ve wanted to touch you like this for a while now,” Sakito punctuated his sentence by running his calloused fingers over the brunette’s bottom lip.
“Are you sure of this Sakito?” Ruka asked, softly kissing those fingertips.
“I never figured you to turn down an easy shag Ruka,” Sakito said bitingly, but he took the sting out of his words by gently kissing the drummer’s jaw line.
“Am I not attractive enough for you?” Sakito asked, slowly undoing the top button of his shirt. Ruka felt the last vestiges of reason slip away when Sakito calculatingly slid his thigh back and forth against the crotch of his jeans.
“Yes,” Ruka answered, lust catching hold of his windpipe. “You’re so fucking beautiful that I can’t think straight. I just want to catch you, pull you down to the floor and fuck your brains out.”
Sakito moaned deep in his throat as Ruka roughly covered the guitarist’s mouth with his own, plunging his tongue into that moist cavern.
Grasping Sakito’s forearms, he brought the both of them into a sitting position so he could have an easier time removing the younger man’s clothing. However, Sakito thought Ruka was going too slow and impatiently turned him around so that the drummer was lying half-supine against the mound of pillows.
Sakito hurriedly tugged Ruka’s fitting top over his head and felt his throat go dry at the sight of his toned chest and dark nipples. The guitarist wasted no time running his tongue across the top of Ruka’s muscled shoulders and tracing the line of his shoulder tattoo with his lips and teeth.
“You have any idea, how sexy your ink is?” Sakito growled before turning his attention to Ruka’s nipples. He lavished the brown tips with long licks while his hands were busy undoing the fly of Ruka’s jeans.
Ruka jumped when Sakito bit his right nipple, but groaned a minute later when he felt the guitarist’s hand glide across the front of his boxers.
But Ruka was never one to stay on the sidelines when it came to sex, and smiled darkly at Sakito’s sound of pleasure when his fingers traced a trail down his chest stopping only to tug at his navel piercing.
“You are one to speak, you don't know do you how many people you drive crazy every time you wear this damn thing,” Ruka teased the dangly white jewel that still sparkled, even in the poor light.
“I’ve always wanted to play with it. Suck it, bite it, find out how sensitive you are here?” Ruka said, his voice almost purring with pleasure at how Sakito’s body jerked when he pulled at the metal.
“Later,” Sakito said before moving upwards to suck Ruka’s pierced tongue deep into his mouth. The guitarist felt himself harden further when Ruka knowingly rubbed the metal ball against the sensitive roof of his mouth.
“Later?” Ruka echoed only to let out a measured breath when Sakito moved downwards to pull his cock through the slit of his boxers.
Sakito licked his lips appreciatively at what he saw. This wasn't the first time he had seen Ruka’s cock but he had certainly never seen it like this before. Ruka was hard as a nail, hot and throbbing in the palm of his hand and Sakito didn’t miss a beat before taking him into his mouth.
Ruka started to pant as Sakito skillfully took all of his length until his nose was buried in his silky pubic hair. The drummer clutched handfuls of the sheet when Sakito’s tongue dug unto the weeping slit.
“Sakito…slow down…you’re going to…” all of Ruka’s words were lost in a moan when he felt the rough surface of Sakito’s tongue scrape the sensitive underside of his cock.
“You should let him do what he likes…”
Ruka almost fell off the bed in shock when he heard a disembodied voice say those words.
“Who’s there?” Ruka said, digging his nails into Sakito’s shoulders to stop him. His heart still pounding, Ruka quickly scanned the room until he was just able to make out the dark figure sitting quietly on a chair in the corner.
“You should let him continue. Sakito gives the greatest head,” the figured added conversationally. Ruka’s expression hardened, because although his face was obscured by shadow, there was no mistaking Ni~ya’s husky voice.
“Thanks for the compliment babe, but I’m a little busy if you don’t mind,” Sakito said, shooting a disapproving look towards his lover before sucking on Ruka’s cock again.
“What are you doing here?” Ruka asked sharply even as his body surrendered to Sakito’s deep throating.
“Now Ruka, you can’t expect to screw my boyfriend and not have me watch?” Ni~ya said, his tone almost guttural.
“Boyfriend? Urgh..” Ruka groaned as Sakito started softly nibbling on the head of his cock. “Stop Sakito!” Ruka said brusquely, yanking Sakito’s head up by his hair causing the younger man to wince in pain.
Ni~ya’s eyes narrowed and he was about to intervene when Sakito stopped him with an imperceptible shake of his head.
“Are you two playing with me? Is that it?” Ruka demanded an answer, his onyx eyes darting back and forth between his bandmates.
“Listen to me Ruka,” Sakito said soothingly as he reached up to loosen Ruka’s grip on his hair. “We aren’t jerking you around. Yes, Ni~ya is my boyfriend, we’ve been dating for a few months now. But I wasn't lying when I said I wanted you.”
Taking the drummer’s hand, he guided it downward.
“You can’t fake this,” Sakito said, pressing Ruka’s hand to his groin so he could feel his erection. “Nobody is going to make you do anything you don't want to do. We are just going to give you pleasure…and take some in return.”
Lifting himself up, Sakito brushed their lips together in the briefest of kisses.
“Trust us,” Sakito whispered and bent his head to reclaim the drummer’s rapidly stiffening sex.
Sakito’s words had the desired effect as Ruka felt himself relax. Suddenly it didn't matter to him that he was being watched, that he was in the middle of a ménage with his two bandmates. All he knew was that it had been so long since he felt like this and body wasn't about to have it stop.
He also realised Ni~ya wasn't lying, Sakito did know how to give good head.
“That’s it Sakito, make it nice and wet,” Ni~ya instructed. Humming in pleasure at his lover’s latent approval, Sakito lowered Ruka’s leg so as to give the bassist a better view.
As Ni~ya crushed his cock through his jeans in appreciation at the gesture, Ruka was almost shocked at how turned on he was. He had always considered himself sexually adventurous, but it was different when the person sucking his cock was the same person who pulling the strings at work.
His eyes firmly fixed on Ni~ya, Ruka deliberately licked his thumb before using it to flick Sakito’s nipples.
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you? Perverted bastard,” Ni~ya said, his voice thick and Ruka felt lust sizzle up his spine in a shower of sparks.
But just when he was about to come, he heard Ni~ya say, “Stop.”
It was said quietly, but the steel edge that the words carried were not lost on his lover. Ruka growled in angry disappointment as Sakito let his jaw go slack and let his cock fall out of his mouth.
“Sakito,” Ni~ya commanded and the guitarist obediently got off the bed to kneel between the bassist’s legs.
“Your turn to watch Ruka,” Ni~ya said, his tone carrying more than a hint of arrogant cruelty.
The bassist flicked on the standing lamp, bathing the room in a gold phosphorescent glow so that Ruka could clearly see Sakito positioned submissively at the juncture of the younger man’s thighs.
Ruka heard, rather than saw, Ni~ya’s zip being lowered and Sakito’s head starting to bob up and down, leaving little doubt as to what he was doing. He never thought that voyeurism as one of his kinks, but Ruka couldn't stop himself from pulling on his cock as the soft sounds of licking and sucking assailed his ears.
But his gaze was riveted to Ni~ya’s normally aloof expression, which was quickly crumbling as his eyelids started to flutter and his breathing became laboured.
Ruka hissed under his breath as Sakito pulled so far back that he was sure only the tip of Ni~ya’s cock remained in his mouth. His eyes darkened when he saw Ni~ya rub his fingers along his spit-slick dick before pulling Sakito forward so that the guitarist was taking him in as deep as he possibly could.
The drummer bit his tongue stud out of habit when he saw Ni~ya bend forward before slipping his hand beneath the waist of Sakito’s unbuttoned jeans.
“Yes,” Ruka groaned when he heard Sakito’s muffled gasp of pleasure when Ni~ya pushed his damp fingers inside the guitarist’s willing body. His eyes hungrily followed the line of Sakito’s back that curved and dipped when Ni~ya started to finger fuck him.
“Enough for now Sakito,” Ni~ya stopped his boyfriend with a loving stroke to his jaw. Sakito turned his face and shot Ruka a look as he made a show of daintily licking the bassist’s pre-cum off his fingers.
“Very good babe, you must be rewarded. What is it you want?” Ni~ya asked. Sakito got off his knees to whisper something into his ear and Ni~ya nodded.
“Very well, but you know the rules,” Ni~ya said as he cupped Sakito’s cheek allowing the guitarist to kiss his palm.
“What is it Sakito?” Ruka asked curious, his own needs forgotten for a moment.
Sakito replied him with a slow smile as he stood up to unbutton his shirt as Ni~ya undid his jeans. The bassist almost reverently kissed the patch of skin below the belly button as he did so reminding Ruka that despite the fact that he was the one blowing everyone, Sakito was very much holding the reins.
“It’s true, cocksuckers do rule the world,” Ruka thought wryly as Sakito disrobed completely so that he could see his full aroused penis.
“What I want is for you to fuck me Ruka,” Sakito said throatily. “To nail me to my sheets so hard until the bed breaks.”
Sakito grabbed the metal tube of KY off the nightstand and pressed it into Ruka’s hand as he arranged himself before the drummer so that his head was pointing towards the foot of his bed.
Ruka shot Ni~ya an uncertain glance only to have Sakito quickly catch him by the chin.
“He said it’s okay, so it’s just us now,” Sakito murmured as he spread his legs for the older man.
Ruka nodded as he squeezed the colourless gel over his hand before scooting backwards to rest on his elbows so that he was in a position where he could easily reach Sakito’s cock. In one swift movement, he went down on him and at the same time pushed two fingers into the guitarist’s opening.
Sakito stiffened and cried out in pleasure as he lifted his knees pushing his body downwards to impale himself further on those two digits. The guitarist’s vision went hazy behind his eyelids when he felt the cold points of Ruka’s tongue and labret piercing rub against all the sensitive spots of his neglected cock.
“Fuck Ruka, that’s good,” Sakito moaned as Ruka knowingly flicked his tongue stud around the crown of his cock before letting it rub against the sensitive slit.
Ni~ya felt his breathing quicken rubbed his palm in circles on top of his damp erection as he watched Sakito’s skin flush and his body undulate as pleasure wracked his thin frame. When Sakito tossed his head back, Ni~ya could see that his pupils were full blown as he grabbed the sheets so hard they almost tore.
It was funny, Ni~ya would have thought that the sight of another man giving a blowjob to his boyfriend would drive him mad with jealousy. But instead, his blood just pounded in his ears at the sight of Sakito so completely undone, and he knew that it was for his benefit.
It seemed that Ni~ya, like Ruka, had a voyeuristic side he never knew existed.
Ruka was so into driving Sakito out of his mind that he startled a little when he felt the whisper of cold metal on his shoulder.
“A little help Ruka?”
Looking to the side, Ruka raised an eyebrow at the cock ring Sakito was handing him. Sakito answered his wordless question with a simple shrug of his shoulder and a flick of his head backwards to his boyfriend who was now openly touching himself.
“Put that on and fuck me Ruka, I’m ready,” Sakito said. Ruka nodded as he secured the metal band around the base of the guitarist’s cock and was about to flip him on his stomach when Sakito placed a hand on his chest.
“Take me this way,” Sakito requested softly as he positioned his legs on Ruka’s shoulders. The drummer ran his hands up those sinfully smooth thighs as he moved forward so that his penis probed at Sakito’s entrance. He held his breath as he applied more force until the felt the tip slip inside.
“Come on Ruka, push it in,” Sakito all but taunted but his body jackknifed when Ruka obeyed and surged inside, sheathing himself completely with a single movement. The drummer didn't even pause to take a breath before starting to thrust, his rhythm wild and erratic as he pounded Sakito’s ass with hard, deep strokes.
“That’s it…that’s it…so good,” Sakito said unconsciously pushing his hips up even more that penetration became even deeper.
Somewhere in the back of Ruka’s mind, he knew he should have taken it slower, he knew he should have paused a moment to control himself. But after all the foreplay, the frustration continued to build inside him until he dug his teeth into Sakito’s flesh and climaxed with a bone deep shudder.
Sakito’s body trembled as the warmth of Ruka’s seed spread inside him. The ache in his groin intensified as his cock flexed as if he were about to orgasm, only to have the metal ring dig into the sensitive skin.
Ruka fought hard to calm his breathing as he gingerly pulled out of Sakito. A cold sweat trickled down the side of his face from the strain of keeping his elbows locked so as to not crush the younger man. He leaned backwards to collapse on the pillows but instead of sinking into the soft down, he felt his back make contact with Ni~ya’s chest.
“Did that take the edge off?” Ni~ya asked huskily, biting on Ruka’s heavily pierced ear, which flooded his tongue with a metallic taste from the many rings and bars.
“Yeah,” Ruka said with a satisfied sigh. He reached forward to pull the cock ring off Sakito so as to give him some relief only to have Ni~ya slap his hand away.
“Sorry Ruka, only I am allowed to make Sakito come,” Ni~ya said as he roughly pushed Ruka aside, having endured as much as he could of just watching the two of them fuck.
Covering his lover’s body with his, Ni~ya sucked on Sakito’s fingers right down to the knuckle before leaving a trail of kisses from the base of his throat right to his lips. Sakito smiled into the kiss as Ni~ya shifted slightly so that their cocks were rubbing together.
“I know you want to take me from behind baby,” Sakito murmured as he pushed Ni~ya away so that he could get on his hand and knees, slowly lowering the front half of his body so that his ass curved temptingly in the air.
“So Ni~ya likes it doggie style?” Ruka observed dryly as he ran his hand over his spent cock, narcissistically enjoying the dusky, velvety feel.
“You have no idea,” Sakito responded flashing Ni~ya a wicked smile. The bassist simply ignored the both of them and instead concentrated on spreading Sakito’s ass cheeks. Ni~ya felt something inside of him clench as he looked down an saw his lover’s stretched, fucked-wet arsehole.
He used the bed sheet to wipe off the remnants of Ruka’s spunk and leant forward so he could rim the opening, the heated flesh clenching around his curled tongue. Ni~ya dripped lubricant from above as he pushed an index finger inside, curving and twisting so as to put pressure on all the right places.
Sakito hummed low in approval as Ni~ya alternated between his tongue and his fingers, rubbing his cock against the sheets in order to gain some friction.
But even with the lube and his saliva, Ni~ya could still taste Ruka on Sakito’s skin and it made something almost primal flare up inside him. He was overcome with the urge to drive his cock in and mark his lover with his seed.
Ni~ya abruptly pulled away and quickly pushed inside with a shallow thrust. Sakito felt himself bunching and twisting the sheets as his lover grunted and rutted, his pubic bone slapping loudly against his ass.
It was amazing to Ni~ya how different Sakito felt, and yet so familiar. He was more open and yet his body felt so hot that Ni~ya felt as if he was thrusting into heated silk.
“Fuck,” Ruka muttered in a mixture of admiration and envy as he watched Ni~ya pick up the pace.
“Ni~ya has amazing stamina Ruka, he can go on practically all night. Isn’t that right Ni?” Sakito said with a touch of pride in his voice as he leant backwards to messily kiss the corner of his boyfriend’s mouth. Ni~ya simply smirked as he bit and sucked the delicate dip of Sakito’s shoulder, hard enough to leave a bruise.
“It's a wonder I don’t limp into practice,” Sakito teased.
“Sakito….” Ni~ya growled warningly but his mind was definitely elsewhere. He shifted his weight forward so that Sakito’s cheek was pressing into the mattress, knowing that in this position penetration was more pleasurable for his lover.
“If anything it will at least shut him up,” Ni~ya thought to himself. To counteract his roughness, Ni~ya gently rubbed his cheek across Sakito’s shoulder blade, intent on marking the skin there when he suddenly felt Ruka’s rough fingertip at his arsehole.
“What the hell?” Ni~ya snarled, but his mind went blank when Ruka suddenly dragged his tongue up and down the crack of his ass.
No one was more surprised though than Ruka, who never saw Ni~ya as his sort of guy. He liked them cute, or he liked them pretty, which Ni~ya was neither. But in the throes of intimacy, Ni~ya practically smouldered, his deep-set eyes smoky and sultry behind the messy curtain of his hair.
And Ruka wanted him. Wanted him so bad he ached, his need running so deep that it gave him the balls to take a chance.
Without meaning to, Ni~ya moaned when ball of Ruka’s tongue stud circled his entrance, light and teasing. He closed his eyes as his pulse skipped when the older man increased the pressure so part of the bar slid inside him.
“It’s that tongue piercing of his isn’t it?” Sakito turned his head so he could see his boyfriend’s face. He felt a flicker of concern at the anger in Ni~ya’s expression and instinctively reached up to caress his cheek.
“What do you want to do Ni?” Sakito said quietly as he prepared himself to tell Ruka to get out. As much as he wanted to help the drummer, his lover came first.
But when Ni~ya opened his eyes, Sakito breathed easier when he saw the earlier trepidation melt away only to be replaced by determination.
“Stop that Ruka,” Ni~ya ordered, his voice so low that Ruka wondered if he had pushed the bassist too far.
The drummer stood up straight, fully prepared to have Ni~ya tell him to leave so that he could be alone with Sakito without an audience. Hence why he wasn't expecting Ni~ya to reach backwards to grab him by the hair and yank him forward to sink his teeth hard into his bottom lip.
Ruka jerked back as blood filled the bottom of his mouth and trickled down his chin.
“Bastard,” he hissed, ready to deliver a punch to Ni~ya’s jaw on to stop in his tracks when Ni~ya caught his forearm and gently kissed his pulse. Ruka’s mouth went dry when Ni~ya kissed the delicate bones of his wrist, each brush of his lips like a brand on his skin.
“Make it good,” Ni~ya said gruffly as he dropped Ruka’s arm before turning his attention back to Sakito.
“Easy baby,” Ni~ya said under his breath as he placed a hand on the small of Sakito’s back and pressed down until his hips were flush against the bed. Taking a deep breath, Ni~ya stopped his movements, instead just choosing to grind against Sakito’s buttocks as he shuffled his knees further apart.
Ruka accepted the silent invitation and reached for the lube. He poured a generous amount over his newly erect cock and emptied the rest of the tube down the cleft of Ni~ya’s ass.
“Relax,” Ruka said as he slid a finger inside and felt Ni~ya grip him. He waited for the bassist to adjust to the intrusion before pushing another finger in and scissoring to relax the ring of muscles.
“Just…get it over with, will you?” Ni~ya said, lacing his fingers with Sakito’s as the guitarist peppered whatever skin he could reach with comforting kisses. In return, Ni~ya reached for a pillow to bolster up Sakito’s hips in anticipation.
But he couldn't stop a shiver running through him when Ruka brushed the hair out of eyes and tucked it behind his ear.
“I won’t hurt you,” Ruka whispered, before using one hand to grab Ni~ya’s shoulder and the other to guide his cock in. Ni~ya let out a breath between his teeth as he felt the stretch and pressure as Ruka pushed home.
It wasn't painful, but it certainly wasn't pleasant. However, it wasn't until Ruka shifted his hips that suddenly Ni~ya saw stars.
“Fuck!”
Ruka smiled to himself as snaked an arm around so that he could place his palm on Ni~ya’s chest, rolling a nipple between his fingers as he murmured nonsense, murmured pleasure into the bassist’s ear.
For a moment, the three of them just stood still as they let themselves become accustomed to the unfamiliar sensations. It wasn't until Sakito let about a breathy moan that the spell was broken.
“Move, please,” Sakito groaned as he grabbed his cock and rubbed it against the mattress, leaving wet spots on the sheets.
At first their movements were clumsy and uncoordinated, but it didn't take long for Ni~ya and Ruka to settle into a steady double rhythm. They started off with synchronized thrusts with Ruka fucking Ni~ya that caused him to thrust harder into Sakito, placing even more pressure on his prostate.
But it was when they got creative that the lust practically sizzled between them. Sandwiched in between them, Ni~ya realised he was in possession of the best position as the thrust forward into Sakito’s welcoming body and then leaned back as Ruka’s cock slammed inside him.
“Let me come Ni~ya, please,” Sakito begged and moaned in relief as he felt Ni~ya repeatedly tug at the ring until it was off. It only took a handful of strokes before Sakito orgasmed, coming with almost violent convulsions as his semen spattered the bed. Ni~ya couldn't resist scooping some of Sakito’s cum on his fingers and sucking them clean.
“Can I have a taste?” Ruka asked darkly and Ni~ya obliged by smearing it all over his mouth. But when he shifted forward to kiss him, Ni~ya sharply pulled away with a clear warning in his eyes.
Ruka felt a momentary stab of hurt, but quickly brushed it off as he buried his nose into the bassist’s dark hair and kneaded the younger man’s balls with his hands.
His climax so tangible he could almost taste it, it was a harsh tug to his testicles that that finally caused Ni~ya to snap over the edge, digging his fingers into Sakito’s thighs before throwing his head back with a groan, almost hitting Ruka.
As his body spasmed around Ruka’s cock, the drummer finally let go and came with a satisfied grunt. His cum came in jets, burning Ni~ya’s insides before dripping hot and thick from his opening.
The room echoed with the sound of their collective breathing, which became softer and softer as they came down from their highs.
By now Ruka was so completely exhausted that he could hardly hold himself up. He had a vague recollection of arms and hands, holding him and manipulating him like a rag doll into certain positions. He faintly remembered a duvet being thrown over him, an arm around his waist and a head on his chest.
After that, he remembered nothing.
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Part V:~Answer~
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