FIC: GazettE: Sex In Darkness [Aoi/Uruha; NC-17]
Title: Sex In Darkness
Author: ldybastet
Fandom/Pairing: the GazettE - Aoi/Uruha
Rating: NC-17/Adult/Wild
Content: Rape play, consensual non-consent.
Summary: It had been so easy to get Uruha into the car, and then overpower and blindfold him...
Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with the GazettE or PSC, and have no knowledge of what is happening in their lives, apart from what is revealed in interviews and on Twitter. This is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to real events or people is purely coincidental. No disrespect is intended and I earn no money from this.
Notes: ~1600 words. Written as a fill in the GazettE kink/porn meme for this prompt: Aoi / Uruha - I have more kinks so you choose; rape-play (Aoi likes to see Uruha helpless) / biting/marking / thighs-worship / overly jealous-possessive both, or just one of them (again, you choose) / playful teasing. Aoi's a seme. I am overworking my fabulous beta, misumaru, because of this meme! <3
Sex In Darkness
Aoi looked at the man tied up in his bed - blindfolded, seemingly unconscious, helpless. It had been a shame to blindfold Uruha, hiding his beautiful, expressive eyes, but Aoi hadn't wanted him to know exactly where he was. Not yet.
Uruha hadn't suspected anything, caught up in Christmas shopping, so it had been easy to get him into the car, and then to overpower and blindfold him... He hadn't even resisted much, as if he'd not been able to believe that Aoi would do such a thing to him. But here he was, hands tied securely to the headboard, completely at Aoi's mercy.
Aoi studied his prize for a few moments, letting his gaze linger on Uruha's lips, then move on to a small patch of skin visible where the t-shirt had ridden up a bit, glide over Uruha's crotch, then down over his jeans-clad legs. Aoi licked his lips. Uruha was definitely wearing too much.
He opened Uruha's jeans slowly and worked them down over his hips. After a few tugs, he realised it was easier to remove Uruha's underwear at the same time and grabbed the waistband of both jeans and underwear and managed to slide them both over Uruha's arse. He paused and looked up at Uruha's face, but there was no reaction, and Uruha was lying still. Aoi pulled the jeans down further, revealing the tops of Uruha's thighs, and he bent down to press a kiss to one of them before moving down to pull the garments off completely.
One by one, Aoi removed Uruha's socks as well, and then there was only the t-shirt that was in the way of having unwrapped his Christmas gift.
Aoi decided to just push the t-shirt up to Uruha's armpits.
With Uruha almost naked, Aoi undressed himself. He enjoyed the sight before him, enjoying the sense of power it gave him to be able to do whatever he wanted to someone. Giving his cock a few strokes, Aoi got into the bed and ran his hands over Uruha's body, stopping to tease Uruha's pink nipples into hardness.
This seemed to do the trick, because Uruha moved a little, turning his head and squirming slightly. Then there was a pause, and Uruha's breath quickened. Suddenly, he pulled at his bonds, straining against the ropes. Aoi smiled as Uruha squirmed and tried to free himself, knowing that there was no way Uruha could get away from him.
Aoi straddled Uruha's body, forcing him down on the bed. "You're not going anywhere," he whispered, and Uruha stopped moving.
"Aoi?" Uruha whispered, but Aoi didn't reply. "Aoi? What are you doing? Let me go!"
"Sorry, Uruha, but I can't do that." Aoi lay down on top of him, pressing his cock against Uruha's and pinning him down even more.
Uruha tried his best to move away, even though it was futile, and somehow in the struggle, through grunting and squirming and a lot of friction, Uruha's cock started to take an interest.
"Ah, Uruha," Aoi whispered. "You like this... don't you?"
"No!"
"You're lying." Aoi rubbed against him, feeling Uruha's cock against his own, and it was definitely not flaccid any more. "You're hard. Are you going to say it's my fault?"
Uruha nodded.
"But I'm doing this because you're so sexy, because you're always pouting so prettily at me, showing off your legs and the rest of your body..."
Uruha shook his head. "I'm not. Please don't do this, Aoi."
"Too late," Aoi replied. "I'm already doing it, and you're going to enjoy it."
Uruha didn't say anything, just turned away, and there was a sense of defeat expressed by his entire body. Aoi undid the blindfold and slowly pulled the fabric away from Uruha's face. Uruha's eyes were screwed shut, eyebrows knitted together.
Aoi reluctantly pulled away from Uruha to get more rope. He had one length looped around one of Uruha's knees before Uruha realised what happened, and then he simply tied the other end of the rope to the headboard as well, pulling that knee up to Uruha's chest. Now Uruha was squirming, but even with one leg still free, it was futile.
When both of Uruha's legs were secured, knees pulled up and spread wide, Aoi sat back on his heels, admiring his handiwork. Uruha was beautiful like this, chest heaving with rapid breaths and his body exposed, nothing hidden... Aoi was so hard now, and could barely wait to be inside Uruha. He touched one of Uruha's thighs, and Uruha let out a small whimper.
"Feeling helpless?" Aoi asked, his hand moving, sliding over perfectly smooth skin. "Realised that I can do whatever I want with you and there's nothing you can do to make me stop?" Aoi pinched the inside of Uruha's thigh, hard, and Uruha gasped in pain and tried to move out of his reach. Unsuccessfully, of course. Aoi laughed and bent down to kiss the spot. Uruha might get a bruise, but he didn't care; when he was done, Uruha would probably have more.
Aoi could feel Uruha try to close his legs, but they were held apart by the ropes, keeping Uruha perfectly exposed and helpless.
Getting impatient, Aoi got the lube and squeezed some over Uruha's puckered opening. Without a word, he dipped his fingers into it and pushed them through the tight muscle, trying to get the lube inside.
As soon as Aoi slid his fingers into him, Uruha began struggling again. The headboard creaked under the strain, as Uruha wasn't a weak man. He squirmed as best he could and tugged at his bonds, chest rising and falling quickly. "Please, don't..."
"Don't pretend you don't like it," Aoi whispered and fucked Uruha with his fingers. "You've been fucked before."
"Not like this," Uruha gasped. "Please!"
"Shut up, or I'll gag you." Aoi leaned forward between Uruha's legs, looking him in the eye. "And that would be a shame, because I plan on kissing your pretty mouth while I'm fucking you."
Uruha stopped struggling and just looked at him, eyes widened. Aoi smiled and hooked his fingers as he moved them inside Uruha, rubbing them over the sensitive gland he found. His smile widened when Uruha's eyes closed and a moan fought its way over his lips. Yes, enjoy it, Uruha, he thought. Enjoy being owned by me. He was sure that Uruha was fighting it, but his body still reacted to the stimulus, cock growing even harder, rising shamefully toward the ceiling.
Aoi fucked Uruha with his fingers a little longer, imagining what that hot, tight channel would feel like around his cock, until he couldn't stand it any more. He quickly rolled on a condom and guided the tip of his cock to Uruha's hole. In a slow, steady push, he buried himself inside and every inch he slid inside was pure heaven.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Aoi rasped and started thrusting. His hips moved hard and fast, cock sliding deliciously in and out of Uruha's tight body. Aoi leaned forward over Uruha, resting his weight on his arms, and captured his mouth too - sliding his tongue between Uruha's lips, thrusting it into his mouth.
Uruha whimpered, the sound partly muffled by Aoi's mouth, and the bed was creaking rhythmically, protesting the rough treatment Aoi put it and Uruha through. Aoi sat up again, wanting to see Uruha properly while he fucked him. Uruha's skin was flushed, even to his spread arms and over his cheeks, his eyes closed and his lips still wet from Aoi's saliva.
High on power and pleasure, Aoi fucked him harder and deeper. His breath came in short gasps now, mingled with moans. He was getting so close, but he wanted that last victory before he came: he wanted to make Uruha come first.
Aoi grabbed Uruha's cock and started stroking it, slowly first, then faster, in time with his thrusts. When Uruha groaned, Aoi smiled to himself. He had the power to make Uruha experience pain or pleasure, and he'd make him come whether he wanted to or not. "You're going to come," Aoi whispered.
"N-no..."
"Yes." Aoi stroked him harder and let his thumb slide over the sensitive underside of Uruha's cock. He could feel Uruha tense under him, around him, swell just a little more in his hand, and then a broken moan rose from Uruha. Hot come pulsed over Aoi's hand, staining Uruha's stomach. Just a few frantic thrusts later, Aoi moaned loudly, tension exploding into bliss inside him.
Then the room was silent, apart from the sound of their breathing. Aoi slowly opened his eyes and looked at Uruha's sweaty, bound body. Still beautiful, and belonging to Aoi now.
Uruha was limp when Aoi untied him, unresisting. When he was free, Aoi stretched out beside him on the bed, enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm. The room was silent apart from their breaths, until Uruha finally stirred. Aoi looked at him. What was Uruha going to say, what was he going to do now?
Uruha turned to face him. "Merry Christmas!" he said cheerfully, a wide smile lighting up his face, and he wrapped his arm around Aoi.
Aoi smiled back and hugged Uruha close. "Did you like it?"
"Mmm, it was perfect! You?"
Aoi nodded and grinned. "Yes, fantastic. Merry Christmas." He kissed Uruha softly. He really did have the best boyfriend one could have, he thought, giving him the hottest Christmas present ever. Now, which of Uruha's sexual fantasies should he make a reality in return?
Come play in the the GazettE kink/porn meme!
Prompts and fills are both welcome!
More info and lots of fun here!
This entry was originally posted at http://ldybastet.dreamwidth.org/602288.html.
comments there. You can comment on either site.
Author: ldybastet
Fandom/Pairing: the GazettE - Aoi/Uruha
Rating: NC-17/Adult/Wild
Content: Rape play, consensual non-consent.
Summary: It had been so easy to get Uruha into the car, and then overpower and blindfold him...
Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with the GazettE or PSC, and have no knowledge of what is happening in their lives, apart from what is revealed in interviews and on Twitter. This is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to real events or people is purely coincidental. No disrespect is intended and I earn no money from this.
Notes: ~1600 words. Written as a fill in the GazettE kink/porn meme for this prompt: Aoi / Uruha - I have more kinks so you choose; rape-play (Aoi likes to see Uruha helpless) / biting/marking / thighs-worship / overly jealous-possessive both, or just one of them (again, you choose) / playful teasing. Aoi's a seme. I am overworking my fabulous beta, misumaru, because of this meme! <3
Sex In Darkness
Aoi looked at the man tied up in his bed - blindfolded, seemingly unconscious, helpless. It had been a shame to blindfold Uruha, hiding his beautiful, expressive eyes, but Aoi hadn't wanted him to know exactly where he was. Not yet.
Uruha hadn't suspected anything, caught up in Christmas shopping, so it had been easy to get him into the car, and then to overpower and blindfold him... He hadn't even resisted much, as if he'd not been able to believe that Aoi would do such a thing to him. But here he was, hands tied securely to the headboard, completely at Aoi's mercy.
Aoi studied his prize for a few moments, letting his gaze linger on Uruha's lips, then move on to a small patch of skin visible where the t-shirt had ridden up a bit, glide over Uruha's crotch, then down over his jeans-clad legs. Aoi licked his lips. Uruha was definitely wearing too much.
He opened Uruha's jeans slowly and worked them down over his hips. After a few tugs, he realised it was easier to remove Uruha's underwear at the same time and grabbed the waistband of both jeans and underwear and managed to slide them both over Uruha's arse. He paused and looked up at Uruha's face, but there was no reaction, and Uruha was lying still. Aoi pulled the jeans down further, revealing the tops of Uruha's thighs, and he bent down to press a kiss to one of them before moving down to pull the garments off completely.
One by one, Aoi removed Uruha's socks as well, and then there was only the t-shirt that was in the way of having unwrapped his Christmas gift.
Aoi decided to just push the t-shirt up to Uruha's armpits.
With Uruha almost naked, Aoi undressed himself. He enjoyed the sight before him, enjoying the sense of power it gave him to be able to do whatever he wanted to someone. Giving his cock a few strokes, Aoi got into the bed and ran his hands over Uruha's body, stopping to tease Uruha's pink nipples into hardness.
This seemed to do the trick, because Uruha moved a little, turning his head and squirming slightly. Then there was a pause, and Uruha's breath quickened. Suddenly, he pulled at his bonds, straining against the ropes. Aoi smiled as Uruha squirmed and tried to free himself, knowing that there was no way Uruha could get away from him.
Aoi straddled Uruha's body, forcing him down on the bed. "You're not going anywhere," he whispered, and Uruha stopped moving.
"Aoi?" Uruha whispered, but Aoi didn't reply. "Aoi? What are you doing? Let me go!"
"Sorry, Uruha, but I can't do that." Aoi lay down on top of him, pressing his cock against Uruha's and pinning him down even more.
Uruha tried his best to move away, even though it was futile, and somehow in the struggle, through grunting and squirming and a lot of friction, Uruha's cock started to take an interest.
"Ah, Uruha," Aoi whispered. "You like this... don't you?"
"No!"
"You're lying." Aoi rubbed against him, feeling Uruha's cock against his own, and it was definitely not flaccid any more. "You're hard. Are you going to say it's my fault?"
Uruha nodded.
"But I'm doing this because you're so sexy, because you're always pouting so prettily at me, showing off your legs and the rest of your body..."
Uruha shook his head. "I'm not. Please don't do this, Aoi."
"Too late," Aoi replied. "I'm already doing it, and you're going to enjoy it."
Uruha didn't say anything, just turned away, and there was a sense of defeat expressed by his entire body. Aoi undid the blindfold and slowly pulled the fabric away from Uruha's face. Uruha's eyes were screwed shut, eyebrows knitted together.
Aoi reluctantly pulled away from Uruha to get more rope. He had one length looped around one of Uruha's knees before Uruha realised what happened, and then he simply tied the other end of the rope to the headboard as well, pulling that knee up to Uruha's chest. Now Uruha was squirming, but even with one leg still free, it was futile.
When both of Uruha's legs were secured, knees pulled up and spread wide, Aoi sat back on his heels, admiring his handiwork. Uruha was beautiful like this, chest heaving with rapid breaths and his body exposed, nothing hidden... Aoi was so hard now, and could barely wait to be inside Uruha. He touched one of Uruha's thighs, and Uruha let out a small whimper.
"Feeling helpless?" Aoi asked, his hand moving, sliding over perfectly smooth skin. "Realised that I can do whatever I want with you and there's nothing you can do to make me stop?" Aoi pinched the inside of Uruha's thigh, hard, and Uruha gasped in pain and tried to move out of his reach. Unsuccessfully, of course. Aoi laughed and bent down to kiss the spot. Uruha might get a bruise, but he didn't care; when he was done, Uruha would probably have more.
Aoi could feel Uruha try to close his legs, but they were held apart by the ropes, keeping Uruha perfectly exposed and helpless.
Getting impatient, Aoi got the lube and squeezed some over Uruha's puckered opening. Without a word, he dipped his fingers into it and pushed them through the tight muscle, trying to get the lube inside.
As soon as Aoi slid his fingers into him, Uruha began struggling again. The headboard creaked under the strain, as Uruha wasn't a weak man. He squirmed as best he could and tugged at his bonds, chest rising and falling quickly. "Please, don't..."
"Don't pretend you don't like it," Aoi whispered and fucked Uruha with his fingers. "You've been fucked before."
"Not like this," Uruha gasped. "Please!"
"Shut up, or I'll gag you." Aoi leaned forward between Uruha's legs, looking him in the eye. "And that would be a shame, because I plan on kissing your pretty mouth while I'm fucking you."
Uruha stopped struggling and just looked at him, eyes widened. Aoi smiled and hooked his fingers as he moved them inside Uruha, rubbing them over the sensitive gland he found. His smile widened when Uruha's eyes closed and a moan fought its way over his lips. Yes, enjoy it, Uruha, he thought. Enjoy being owned by me. He was sure that Uruha was fighting it, but his body still reacted to the stimulus, cock growing even harder, rising shamefully toward the ceiling.
Aoi fucked Uruha with his fingers a little longer, imagining what that hot, tight channel would feel like around his cock, until he couldn't stand it any more. He quickly rolled on a condom and guided the tip of his cock to Uruha's hole. In a slow, steady push, he buried himself inside and every inch he slid inside was pure heaven.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Aoi rasped and started thrusting. His hips moved hard and fast, cock sliding deliciously in and out of Uruha's tight body. Aoi leaned forward over Uruha, resting his weight on his arms, and captured his mouth too - sliding his tongue between Uruha's lips, thrusting it into his mouth.
Uruha whimpered, the sound partly muffled by Aoi's mouth, and the bed was creaking rhythmically, protesting the rough treatment Aoi put it and Uruha through. Aoi sat up again, wanting to see Uruha properly while he fucked him. Uruha's skin was flushed, even to his spread arms and over his cheeks, his eyes closed and his lips still wet from Aoi's saliva.
High on power and pleasure, Aoi fucked him harder and deeper. His breath came in short gasps now, mingled with moans. He was getting so close, but he wanted that last victory before he came: he wanted to make Uruha come first.
Aoi grabbed Uruha's cock and started stroking it, slowly first, then faster, in time with his thrusts. When Uruha groaned, Aoi smiled to himself. He had the power to make Uruha experience pain or pleasure, and he'd make him come whether he wanted to or not. "You're going to come," Aoi whispered.
"N-no..."
"Yes." Aoi stroked him harder and let his thumb slide over the sensitive underside of Uruha's cock. He could feel Uruha tense under him, around him, swell just a little more in his hand, and then a broken moan rose from Uruha. Hot come pulsed over Aoi's hand, staining Uruha's stomach. Just a few frantic thrusts later, Aoi moaned loudly, tension exploding into bliss inside him.
Then the room was silent, apart from the sound of their breathing. Aoi slowly opened his eyes and looked at Uruha's sweaty, bound body. Still beautiful, and belonging to Aoi now.
Uruha was limp when Aoi untied him, unresisting. When he was free, Aoi stretched out beside him on the bed, enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm. The room was silent apart from their breaths, until Uruha finally stirred. Aoi looked at him. What was Uruha going to say, what was he going to do now?
Uruha turned to face him. "Merry Christmas!" he said cheerfully, a wide smile lighting up his face, and he wrapped his arm around Aoi.
Aoi smiled back and hugged Uruha close. "Did you like it?"
"Mmm, it was perfect! You?"
Aoi nodded and grinned. "Yes, fantastic. Merry Christmas." He kissed Uruha softly. He really did have the best boyfriend one could have, he thought, giving him the hottest Christmas present ever. Now, which of Uruha's sexual fantasies should he make a reality in return?
Come play in the the GazettE kink/porn meme!
Prompts and fills are both welcome!
More info and lots of fun here!
This entry was originally posted at http://ldybastet.dreamwidth.org/602288.html.
comments there. You can comment on either site.