Zero Degree Space ReitaRukiAoi NC-17
Title: Zero Degree Space -ゼロ・デグリ・スペイス-
Author: nokutetsu
Band:ガゼット
Pairing: れいた x ルキ x 葵 (Reita x Ruki x Aoi) and (Reita x Aoi)
Warnings: Rimming, threesome, underage, cumshot.
Chapter(s): ONESHOT
Rating: NC-17
Genre: High school, smut.
Summary: “Fuck him like you hate him.”
Reita roughly yanked Aoi away from his groin, watching the guitarist's glazed eyes as he panted. The raven shook, raising an unsteady arm to wipe his pierced, passion bruised lips, still sore from sucking so strongly on the bassist's flesh.
He looked so needy, trembling against the fist in his hair, eyeing the blonde with a pleading look, his pride defeated under the sheer force Reita had dominated him with. The bassist chuckled darkly, running his index finger lightly down the raven's face, eyeing the light sheen of perspiration there.
"Do you want to cum?" He sneered, wiping a bead of cum from his friend's cheek before shoving it in his mouth. The raven sucked hungrily, eyes fluttering shut in shameless bliss. He let the finger slide from his mouth, groaning and nodding eagerly at the blonde. Reita smirked, reaching for his own jeans and leisurely pulling them back up, securing his belt lazily before turning his attention back to the aching guitarist, watching the bead of sweat run down his brow.
The elder managed a pained glare, leaning back on one of the desks to give the blonde more room to move. His thighs trembled, shaking in agitated arousal as the bassist moved to untie the makeshift cockring, and Aoi tossed his head back when Reita ran a hand over the head of his cock.
Impatiently, Aoi started riding the bassist’s hand, groaning when Reita dipped a finger into the slit. And thinking back on it, Reita couldn’t even remember when this started, this….thing going on between them, only that it was boring him, tremendously. He wanted someone inoccent, someone to ruin, to tear apart and make them cry. Someone that couldn’t take his aggression and adultery like Aoi could.
The school wasn’t such a good place for such acts, but he needed a fix before going home, something quick today. And as he watches the guitarist writhe and gasp, he hums to himself, lowering himself to give his friend one last kiss before he finishes.
Aoi growls, shakily wrapping his arms around Reita’s neck and letting the blonde dominate him again, groaning languidly at the hot tongue in his mouth. And it almost chokes him, blocking his airway as the bassist shoves his tongue into his mouth, imitating the action his hand was, brining the already horny guitarist to completion and groaning when he feels the white liquid drenching his hand, warm and thick.
Aoi lets his head fall back, the euphoria rushing through him in the aftermath as Reita zips him up, lapping at his hand like a cat, and the dark haired teen watches lazily, content and sated. “Reita….” He begins, watching the light haired rebel’s eyes. “What’re you thinking about…?”
“I want to fuck Ruki.” He purrs, closing his eyes at the salty tang left on his tongue.
“Ruki?” Aoi grunts, hesitantly pushing himself off the old desk, rolling the name off his tongue and the idea in his head. The thought of Ruki and the sex they could offer him didn’t seem such a bad idea, but the smaller teen wasn’t someone he could see Reita wanting. “Isn’t he a little too inoccent for your tastes?”
“I want him,” Reita grunted, watching the raven as he stood up shakily at first, stretching his stiff frame. “I want to break him. And I want you with me when I do it.”
“A threesome?” Aoi licked his lips, meeting his friend at the door with a sly grin. “With Ruki?” He leaned in, murmuring the words into the bassist’s lips, the musky smell of himself still on the other's breath. “How far?”
Reita closes his eyes, sighing when the ryhthm guitarist pulled away and grinned. “Everything. I’m not into being gentle. First time or not, fuck it.” He pulls Aoi in again, a hand clawing at his scalp and swallowing the other’s gasp roughly, shoving his tongue down the other throat without warning.
Ruki sneezes, wondering briefly if someone was thinking about him but brushed it off as nonsense. Hauling his school bag up over his shoulder, he looked around for the right gate for his train, pulling his scarf tighter at the cold breeze. After heading down he spotted Kai across the sea of people on the subway, making his way over with a small grin. The raven had his glasses perched on his nose, eyes lighting up behind them as he spotted his best friend.
“Cold?” He grinned, catching sight of Ruki’s pink cheeks and offering the other a sympathetic look when he made a face. “We can always stop off at star bucks on the way to my place if you want.”
Ruki smiles, thanking the other when he spots their train pulling in, and suddenly the subway becomes even more crowded with people getting off and cramming on. He grabs Kai's sleeve, making sure not to lose him as they push through the compact crowd, winding through bodies and getting onto the train.
They grabbed a seat, thanking their luck at how little people went where they were going, breathing into their hands and rubbing them together in an attempt to heat them up. The thought of some warm star bucks coffee sounded amazing right now, and he sighed and leaned back on the hard seating impatiently.
Kai’s stop was only 5 minutes out of Nakemaguro station, but to Ruki it seemed like forever, something he blamed on his colour drained hands. He hadn’t wrapped up that warm, and he was only just now realising his mistake. Kai obviously wasn’t as cold as him, just bored if the expression on his face was anything to go by.
There’s a distinctive ‘ping’ sound, and the vocalist looks up, squinting under the harsh lighting to make out the sign signalling their stop was coming up. He pulls himself up tiredly, holding on as the train slows down to an eventual stop. The doors open, and they get out without much trouble, the stop having almost no people around when they exit onto station.
Ruki can see the Starbucks not to far away, and knows Kai’s house is just around the corner from that. He grins, walking briskly with the drummer close by, almost running into the warmth of the coffee shop and he moans in bliss once they enter. Kai raises an eyebrow, but grins anyway, humouring his dark haired friend. “Yeah, I know. Starbucks is awesome.”
“It’s the warmth,” He murmurs, placing their orders to go and leaning on a table. “My metabolism has just…crashed recently. I’m really sensitive.”
“You okay?” Kai frowns, regarding his friend with a level stare. Ruki offers him a small smile, his hands feeling oddly numb as the heat floods through them. He smiles as they’re handed their drinks, the cardboard cup heating up his hands more so.
“C’mon, it’s even warmer at my place, and then you can get something proper to eat.” The drummer looks at Ruki unconvinced, but leads him out of the shop regardless. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yes Kai. I’m fine.” Ruki sighs. He pulls his scarf up over his nose, closing his eyes as the sharp wind rose to meet them. It made his cheeks flush pink, and he groaned as they ran towards the shelter of Kai’s house, practically throwing themselves through the door and onto the stairs.
“You’re house is always so warm.” The blonde grinned, taking his shoes and coat off and entering the living room, dropping himself on the couch with Kai in toll.
Kai’s parents were still at work, due home within the next hour, leaving the two teens to their own devices. Ruki stretched himself out over the expanse of the couch, resting his shin in his folded arms and setting his coffee on the table. His eyes followed the drummer, watching him go about setting up the DVD player with lazy eyes. “What’re we watching?”
“Uh….I dunno. Resident Evil? Kill Bill?”
“Kill Bill.” He hums, watching Kai pull the disk from it’s case carefully and place it in the tray, taking a sip from his Starbucks. He closes his eyes, sighing in content and moving his legs to give the raven room to sit. “You know Kai, I was just thinking.”
“Huh?” The taller blinks, looking up at the vocalist from the TV remote.
“This is so much better than what the others do.” He hums, savouring the taste of his drink, feeling it warm his insides. “I mean, getting drunk and laid, throwing up at parties miles from home. I’d take this any day.”
Kai's eye's soften, eyeing the other with a level stare. “I couldn’t agree more.”
It’s Monday, a day Reita has always hated, a day full of lessons he knew he was failing when he could be out doing other things….
The first period bell rings, signalling the end of class, and he eyes Ruki’s frame as he stands to leave, his lithe, messy styled hair and his uniform attractively disorganised as usual. He doesn’t notice Reita’s stares, leaving the classroom like the rest of the students, and he takes that as his chance.
“Sensei,” He rises, wringing his fingers out in front of him and leaning on the balls of his feet. “I’ve been thinking about getting a tutor.”
Reita's brows knit together when the teacher snorts, obviously humouring him. “Now Suzuki-kun, I know you’re not interested in my class, so why should I put in the effort if you’re not going to?” His face is stern, frown lines appearing on his forehead and his mouth a thin line. It honestly pisses the blonde off, although he knew the other was right. He didn’t give two shits either way if he passed this class or not.
“No, not you. I mean, someone to tutor me outside of classes. Someone who lives close by me, someone that I could keep easy contact with.” He rests on the teachers desk, not quite sitting, but not quite standing either. It’s a horribly casual stance, and he ignores the disapproving look the teacher shoots him.
“You know people, surely you already have someone in mind.” The teacher reaches across the table, grabbing a few things and putting them in his suitcase. “The only person this class available for tutoring is Matsumoto. Surely you know this.”
“Eh? Sure, if he’s free I guess.” He bites his bottom lip, fighting the grin that was going to break out onto his expression. Of course he knew Ruki was good at maths, he just didn’t think it would be so easy to get the teacher on his side of the plan. It was almost too easy, and Ruki was as good as fucked now. “He doesn’t live too far from me either, I don’t think.”
“Mmmm.” His teacher’s face hardens, and Reita wonders vaguely if he’s said anything wrong. “Suzuki-kun. Matsumoto is a good kid. I’ll only ask him to tutor you if you promise me you won’t get him into trouble. He’s sensible.” It wasn’t a threat, but there’s a clear warning in the man’s voice, stern and flat. It’s something the bassist doesn’t really care to address, waving it off in a careless fashion.
“Pfft, as if.” Reita snorts behind his hand, hiding a smirk in the process. “ I have Aoi as my partner in crime, I don’t need any second rate like Ruki. I just need a tutor or my parents will kill me.”
He doesn’t look happy. Not all all. In fact, the teacher looks stressed if anything, eyeing the blondewith a withering look. “I’ll ask him,” He frowns, standing and pulling out his classroom keys to lock up. “But if he complains it will be the end of it. You hear me Suzuki-kun?”
“Yeah,” The blonde offers a sickly sweet smile, following his teacher out as the classroom before the door was locked behind them. He gives his teacher a thanks, before swiftly turning on his heel and rushing off to find his raven friend, intent on skipping second period. Ruki was so close now, it was only a matter of time until the three of them were alone together. And when they were, he would make it so Ruki wouldn't dare complain to anyone about it. He'll make the shorter feel so fucking good he'll be begging for more and more.
He finds the guitarist in his usual spot on the roof, a cigarette hanging from his lips and his elbows resting on the railings. There’s an almost chilling breeze this high up on the school building, ruffling his hair and partly obscuring his face from view. He doesn’t seem to notice the bassist's presence until he’s sitting next to him, lighting his own cancer stick and taking a prolonged draw.
“Did you talk to him?” The raven asks, eyes still trained on something below them.
“I spoke to my teacher. He say’s he’ll ask.” He watched the other’s face light up, seemingly surprised. “Oh come on, it’s not like I’m that hard to believe.” He scowls, tugging on Aoi’s uniforms pants irritably.
“Like fuck you are,” The raven laughs openly, stubbing his cigarette out lazily and joining the light haired teen on the bench. He seems relatively relaxed about the whole situation, curious rather than enthusiastic and not too bothered either way.
“His parents are so religious. I can’t wait to see their faces when they find out he’s been fucked before marriage. By a guy- no, two guys no less.” Aoi chuckles, watching Reita inhale his dose of smoke with interest. “What if he doesn’t agree to come though? What then?”
“Eh, dunno.” He shrugged. He hadn’t actually thought about that prospect yet, rather he was just making it up as he went along. “Let’s just assume he does agree.”
“Whatever you say man.”
“Will you? You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
Ruki smiles, nodding enthusiastically. “Of course I will. It will look good on my CV, and I might be able to help him pass. I don’t see anything wrong with it, especially if he lives close by.” And it would. There couldn't possibly be any downsides to helping a classmate if they needed it, and most of the time he wasn't really doing anything worth while, so free-time wasn't an issue.
His teacher eyes him seriously, but other than that doesn’t say anything. He passes Ruki the phone number Reita had left him at lunch time, ignoring his instincts for his best student’s well being. Ruki was a smart kid. He would say no if Reita did something he didn’t like...right?
“Remember. If anything happens, you don’t have to go back.”
“I know sensei.” Ruki looks at the address, pulling out his mobile and punching in the 11 digits. He bid himself goodbye to his teacher, leisurely strolling down the empty hallways towards the entrance. There’s ringing on the other end, until it picks up and he hears a deep voice on the other end.
“Hello?” He’s sure it’s Reita, judging from the smooth voice, and he nervously twists his free hand in his pocket. “Um, hey. It’s Ruki. Hataki-sensi asked me to tutor you.” He bites his lip nervously, and he hopes to the high heavens it wasn't going to be an awkward experience. From what he could gather, him and Reita were two very, very different people.
There’s silence on the other end, and for a moment Ruki think’s he’s been cut off before the bassist answers him. “Yeah, why? Are you free just now?”
“Uh…yeah, if you’re free I could come along now if you want.”
On the other side of the line, Reita looks at Aoi with a small smirk, and the guitarist tilts his head in curiosity when Reita can be heard giving directions. He sits up, pulling his acoustic guitar off his lap and leaning it against the wall. From the sound of things, Reita was getting his way again, as per ususal, and the raven would have snickered at the almost cruel look on his friend's face. But there's nothing funny about the sitation, and Reita hangs up, throwing the phone onto a seat somewhere across the room and stretching. “He’s coming over now.”
“Right now?” Aoi raises an eyebrow, stretching out across the younger's bed. Might as well get comfortable.
“Yeah, right now.” Reita’s voice was smooth like water, like dark, dark water, something that made the other shift uncomfortably as he realised Reita's true feelings. “You’re going to fuck him like you hate him.” He says bluntly, brows furrowing in slight concern. Ruki was a good kid. Sure, fucking him would be fun, and he was all for it, but the kid didn't deserve the look Reita had in his eyes right now.
“I don’t hate him.” The strong blonde snorts, sitting down next to Aoi, who was eyeing him wearily. “I dislike how goody-two-shoes he is, but I don’t hate him.” If Reita didn't sound so bored, Aoi would think he was lying. He had never understood why the other disliked people of Ruki's calibre, but not once had he thought Reita would actually want to fuck someone like that. What kind of experience would they have in bed? It all seemed so pointless and a waste of time when they could find someone much, much better.
The next few minutes are spent in a comfortable silence, the two boys left to their own private thoughts. Aoi’s the first to move when the bell rings, but a strong hand on his chest stops him.
“Stay here.” Reita tells him, his eyes holding a dark light to them as he steps away from the guitarist to move down the hall, and as much as he knows he should, Aoi just can’t bring himself to really care. Ruki never did anything wrong, and he was sure Reita was the kind of guy people didn’t want as their ‘first’. But at least he was here, and even if he was just wanting to get laid, he could at least keep Reita in check to some degree, so that the poor kid wouldn't end up crying his eyes out.
The raven tilts his head up when Ruki enters the room, and it’s only then he realises just why Reita chose him. As good looking as he was, he just screamed ‘naïve’, and it was just the kind of sick, twisted thing that would turn the taller blonde on.
“I didn’t know you were coming, so Aoi’s here. I hope you don’t mind,” Reita's voice is so causal it sounded bored, but Aoi knew better. He stretches out over the bed again, taking up it’s full length as he observes the lithe teen pull out the text books, as if they were actually going to use them.
“Oh, no…I don’t mind.” Ruki’s smile is so sincere and inoccent it almost makes Aoi feel guilty again. Almost.
“Good.” Reita pulls out another chair as Ruki gets everything prepared, and it makes the raven wonder how long it will take to get down to what they had originally planned. Even Reita wasn’t that stupid, it would take a little time to get Ruki relaxed enough around them before they could move in. God forbid the other would probably scream if they didn't plan their actions carefully enough.
For Aoi, the next 15 minutes are so damn boring, and he’s sure Reita must be feeling the same. The only thing even remotely amusing was to watch the bassist’s accidental brushes and touches of skin, making the smaller teen squirm and flush a pretty pink colour. And Reita pulled it off perfectly. He wouldn’t bat an eyelash, leaning over to point to things he did understand (which was everything) and making sure to lean over the other innocently as he did it.
“Are you okay Ruki? You look a little hot.” The guitarist pipes up innocently, resting on his stomach with his chin propped up in his hand.
“H-huh? Yeah, I’m fine.” Obviously he wasn’t. He was now pulling the tie of his school uniform as if it was too tight, and Aoi could have sworn he heard the other sigh in relief as Reita’s mother’s voice filtered up the stairs, calling the taller down to dinner.
The look Reita gives Aoi is stern, a clear warning ‘don’t touch him’, before he’s shutting the door behind him, and the other doesn’t say anything until he can hear Reita’s shoes descending the stairs. He wants a smoke right then, and he pulls the small packet out of his back pocket idly, knowing Reita doesn’t mind it.
“Do you mind if I smoke? I’ll go over to the window if you want.” He asks the other kindly, giving him a fake smile and letting the cancer stick hang from his lips.
Obviously, Ruki did mind. But he was also too assertive to say so, so Aoi just shrugged and headed over the window anyway. A cool breeze enters the room, and the raven inhales it along with the much needed nicotine, glancing back at the lithe teen idly. “You know, if you’re dizzy and too hot, you can lie down. Reita won’t mind.” God knows enough people had been on his bed already. “You know, until he get’s back.”
“Oh…Thankyou.” And he does, moving to lie down lightly and press a hand to his forehead. He looks absolutely fuckable like that, Aoi thinks, and he unbuttons the first few buttons of his uniform shirt, blaming it on the heat of Reita’s bedroom. At least it was a good enough excuse for it at any rate.
He made sure to finish his smoke quickly, stubbing it out and letting it fall out of the open window. He turned, about to ask Ruki something, but the second he caught sight of the other it was completely forgotten.
The blonde’s eyes were closed, his lips parted and his cheeks flushed from the heat. He looked as if he had just been well and truly fucked, and his eyes fell to the couple of inches of flat, smooth skin exposed from the other’s shirt riding up. It's such an adultrated picture that Aoi has to contain his growl of want, teeth gritting for a moment before he manages to redescover his composure.
It was just as well the bassist wasn’t there, because willing or not, the blonde would have hastily taken what he wanted. Pulling his tie off, the teen set it to the side, knowing Reita would probably need it later before casually seating himself down on the bed. He knew Reita would go nuts, but he just couldn’t help himself. Time to put on yet another one of his fake personalities.
“R-Ruki-kun?” He bites his lip piercing, looking down at his lap as the bed dipped under his weight, and said teen opened his eyes. “I-….god, I have no idea how to say this but…I think…I really like you.” He blurted out stupidly, something he prided himself on. He was such a genius. This plan would work much better than Reita’s.
“…Aoi?” The other’s contact like eyes were wide as he started at the suddenly shy raven, noting how apparently uncomfortable the other was. It was obvious he didn't have a clue what the other was talking about, let alone how to react to it.
“B….but I know you don’t like me that way, it’s just you’re so kind and smart, I wish….” He finished off the small act with a long sigh, casting his gaze the door to make sure Reita wasn’t about. With this front, Ruki wouldn’t get scared. He might feel a little uncomfortable, but it was nothing compared to what the rebelious bass player would have gone with.
He took his chance, slowly moving to sweetly press his lips to the other’s in a chaste, unadultrated kiss. It was nothing more than a soft press of lips, and luckily it didn’t seem to scare the other off. He stiffened, his posture rigid for a moment before he relaxed, pulling away from the other slightly.
“I’m sorry Aoi, but….but Reita might-”
“Please don’t push me away.” He groans, burying his face in the other’s shoulder with an invisible smirk. Reita was an idiot. Having a willing victim would be so much more better than having him resist. “You’re so perfect.”
He hears Ruki mumble something, something he can’t make out, and the other is wrapping his arms around him in a friendly, shy kind of hug. It gives the raven's ego a huge boost, and he presses a quick kiss to the other’s chin. “Thank you.”
He’s startled when Ruki flinches, quickly letting go of him, and he realises it’s because Reita’s footsteps are coming back up the stairs. He draws away from the other in understanding, sitting back against the headboard next to him instead. At least Ruki thought he had good intentions, it would come in handy later.
“Have fun while I was gone?” The tall blonde cast the two a suspicious look, clearly not happy that they were sitting so close. Aoi kept a calm look, shrugging and licking his lip piercing when Reita locked the door. This was it, no going back now.
“Relax,” Aoi murmurs, shifting to allow Reita room on the bed. Ruki visibly stiffens once more, and the guitarist presses a reassuring kiss to his cheek. “We won’t hurt you.” That was a lie. Reita probably would hurt the other, but Ruki didn’t need to know that. At least, he could moniter his friend's movements and take over if he wished.
“What…a-are you doing?” The small blonde stutters, and Aoi pressed on his shoulders gently, shooting Reita a smirk and sitting on his hips.
“We’re going to make you feel good.” The dark haired teen reassures him, and he started fiddling with the buttons on the other’s shirt. A small whimper escapes the other, as he looks at Reita with wide, pleading eyes. The other snorts, slapping Aoi’s hands out of the way and making quick work of the garment himself.
“Ever been fucked Ruki?” Reita’s voice sneers, and Aoi leans over to bite the other’s neck harshly in warning. He didn’t want to rape Ruki, he wanted him willing, and Reita wasn’t helping. He could handle Reita’s obsessive, dominant behaviour, but Ruki obviously couldn’t, not if his shaking was any indication. This must all be so horribly new to him, hell, he probably hadn't even been with a girl before let alone a guy. He didn't think his religous family would aprove.
Reita groans when Aoi bites into his neck harshly, marking him almost instantly. He didn’t like this new dominant role the other was trying to take, and he hauled the other’s face to him with a harsh grip in the other’s long, smooth hair, teeth sinking into his bottom lip.
“He’s not a damn china doll, he can take it.” Hissing, the blonde tastes the blood pooling from the small cut. He feels Aoi shift, nails scratching at his stomach under his shirt painfully. Is it like that then? He yanked the other back by the hair, hazel eyes staring into the other’s dark brown ones fiercely. “Watch it Shiroyama.” He grit out, letting the other go and turning his attention back to Ruki. “Half way through, we’ll ask him if he wants to leave. If he does, then he will. Isn’t that right Takanori?”
The blonde had no idea what to say. He was scared, very, and he hated himself for the fact he wanted to know what they meant. “I…I don’t…understand.” He gasps out, flinching away when Aoi moved to pull the rest of his shirt off. He felt dazed, as if this wasn’t really happening. And yet here he was, and every brush of skin, every flicker of lust in the two boys eyes, and yes, it was all very, very real.
“We’re going to fuck you.” Reita states bluntly, calloused hands running over the quivering blonde’s flat stomach. His body was different than Aoi’s- just as lithe, but somehow more fragile. Aoi’s gaze was on him, his hands joining Reita’s to rest just above the other’s navel, and he tried to give the victim a reassuring smile, silently apologising for his friends rough exterior.
“You’re georgous. We wanted someone else, something more.” Aoi pressed on, fingers trailing up slowly to flick a nipple, smirking when the blonde’s breath hitched. “And we chose you.”
“M…me?” Ruki blinks slowly, eyes unfocused. He still didn’t understand, not only what these boys were doing to him, but why. Why him? He was always such a good boy- surely he must have done something to deserve this. He didn’t stand out at all, especially to Aoi and Reita. He shouldn't. They were completely opposite people.
“Mmm…” The bassist hums, boldly leaning down and taking a nipple into his mouth, and Aoi wasn’t surprised when Ruki gasped and arched his back, eyes fluttering shut while his cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Reita was good with his tongue, but he was also a selfish lover. The fact he was actually giving Ruki pleasure instead of his own showed that the bassist was being careful- if only a little.
Aoi leaned over, ignoring Ruki's barely struggling figure for a moment to kiss the spot he had previously bit on Reita’s neck in thanks. He heard said teen grunt slightly, as if tell him to fuck off, and it made him smirk. Reita wasn’t as tough as he made himself out to be, but obviously he wouldn’t let Ruki see that. It was those subtle actions that gave away his vurnalbility, the fact that he cared, but it was something Aoi appreciated none the less.
“I swear we’ll make you feel amazing.” The guitarist groans, pushing the light hair from Reita’s face to give him more leverage. He could vividly remember his first time, and how hypersensitive his body was, and coupled with Reita’s talented tongue, he knew what the other must have felt like. It must have been amazing, and his fingers pressed agasint the pale skin of the blonde's chest, feeling the thumping heartbeat racing beneath it.
And with that, the guitarist shifted his weight, pulling off his uniform shirt and quietly undoing his belt. He didn’t want to startle the other, and he kicked his pants off quietly, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. Reita was doing a pretty good job at distracting him, and he moved his hand to rub Ruki through his uniform pants, grinning when the other was already hard.
“Not so inoccent then hm?” The raven snickered when the other flinched, but not once did Ruki open eyes. “Open your eyes Ruki.” He frowned, tugging Reita's shoulder. It seemed the other got the hint, because his shifted to make room for the raven, lips glistening when Aoi pulled him in for an R rated kiss, giving the blonde pinned on the bed an eyeful.
And Ruki couldn’t tear his eyes away. He had no idea when Aoi had undressed himself, but there was something shamefully arousing about the way he was clinging to Reita, hands clawing at his shirt as the other completely dominated him. It made his breath catch in his throat, and he felt every bit the voyeur for just watching. He could see every flick of tongue, even the way Aoi’s eyes squeezed shut when Reita tugged his head closer, shoving his tongue harshly down his throat with no shame or shyness.
“Look at him,” Reita groans, Ruki’s hair pulled taunt between his fingers. “He’s just as slutty as the rest of us.” The sound is muffled, breathless, and Ruki gulps when two pairs of dark, dilated eyes turn towards him, chests rising an falling from lack of oxygen.
“I….I’m not…” The blonde tries to defend himself, arms moving to try and cover his exposed midrift. And Reita chuckles in amusement, pulling his arms away and pushing them downward, his other hand reaching for the tie around his neck and pulling it loose.
“Yes. You are,” Licking his lips, the taller leaned down to capture the younger’s. Aoi groaned, watching Ruki’s gaze become even more unfocused, his resistance slipping. He tugs at the blonde’s pants gently, relying on Reita to distract him as he slid them down his pale legs along with his underwear, inch after inch of pale thighs revealing themselves.
The sound of Ruki groaning mixed with a chuckle from Reita reaches his ears, and the guitarist looks up briefly to see Reita sucking and biting his neck, leaving small marks. “Bastard.” The raven grins, eyes settling on the smaller blonde’s cock. Reita’s marks would stay more than long enough for Ruki's mother to notice, just the kind of cruel thing Reita would do. It was harsh, because without a doubt the woman would go nuts that her son- her inoccent, lovely Ruki was out somewhere getting some.
He feels more than sees Reita look over his shoulder at him, and he grins boyishly before tightly grasping the base of Ruki’s cock, relishing in the feel of the other’s hips tensing and bucking. He wanted to hear him scream his name, not Reita’s, even if it was originally the blonde’s idea. He makes a mental note to give the other a good blowjob at school the next day to thank him for the idea.
With that thought in mind, he lowered his head, letting his breath tease the top of the others cock before making a long, lewd lick down it’s length, relying on Reita to keep him pinned down. He flinches when Reita’s hands find his hair, abusing his scalp further and forcing him to take the younger into his mouth fully, pushing his head down until his nose was pressed against Ruki’s lower stomach. A loud cry reaches his ears around the same time, and he hums around the other’s girth, noting the difference in taste between him and the taller blonde.
“He’s a good cocksucker isn’t he?” The strong blonde groans, tilting Ruki’s head forward which had been thrown back in shock and ecstasy. He loved that look, the one mixed with shame and the want for more, and his eyes darken as he spots Aoi’s tongue, twirling around the head and dipping into the slit boldly, working the other in all the right places. It was obvious Aoi had him so occupied he wouldn’t notice pretty much anything they did to him at this point.
“P-please…” Ruki was in ecstasy. He couldn’t breathe, and any breaths that did leave him came out short and fast, making his vision blurry and the room spin. It paralysed him as much as it riled him, especially when Reita shifted to join Aoi between his thighs, tongue tangling with the other’s around the base of his cock. He was so disappointed when Aoi pulled away, leaving the other nuzzling the head lazily.
“I’m gonna teach you how to suck cock,” The raven winks, pulling the blonde’s bottom lip between his teeth as Reita too pulls back. It scares Ruki as much as it excites him, the thought of these two boys paying him so much attention a surprising turn on. But even so, actually getting down and dirty and trying it for himself? Did he want that?
“Reita’s a twat, so you have to hold him down.” Purring hoarsly, the raven shifts to the side. Reita snorts and shifts, lying next to Ruki with his back pressed against the headboard as Aoi loweres himself once more. “Come here.”
Ruki was dazed, confused, and his length was still throbbing for some attention. His mind was only a passenger in his body along for the ride. Sure enough, Aoi’s hands were splayed across Reita’s hips, keeping them pressed down. Judging by Aoi’s earlier performance, it was probably more for his benefit, something his fogged mind was thankful for. He hadn't taken the care to notice before, but his wrists were bound in front of him, and it took him a full minute to realise it was Aoi's school tie, the fabric tight around his limbs. But he managed to get down anyway, shaking ever so slightly at the anxious excitment and curiosity pooling in his stomach.
Reita's pants are sliding off his hips already, making it easier for the small blonde to slide them off. He blushes bright red, nibbling his lip as the other was fully revealed to him. If Reita was uncomfortable he didn’t show it, spreading his legs and making room.
Ruki's heart was racing. Was he really going to do this? He could hear his own heart rate ringing in his ears, quickly pulling the taller’s pants all the way off before he lost his nerve. Reita was a lot bigger compared to himself, and he felt so nervous thinking about how it was possibly going to fit in his mouth.
It wasn't a though he got to dwell on however, because a hand was tugging at his hair, pulling his head down impatiently until his cheek bumped against Aoi’s. His throat seemed to close up, but the raven gave him a small smile before nuzzling the underside of Reita’s cock. “Relax.” He sighed again, running his tongue up it’s length. “Here.”
It felt as if he was in a position he couldn’t refuse, not when Reita was looking at him with such a bored expression, he wanted to be able to pleasure the other the way Aoi had him. With a last shuddering breath, he leaned forward tentatively, tongue joining Aoi’s against the rigid flesh. He was shy, licking the skin unsurely, letting the guitarist intertwine their fingers and bring them to pump the base of Reita’s cock together.
“Take the tip into your mouth, and suck. Dip your tongue into the slit,” The raven murmurs lowly, tongue brushing against the shy blonde’s as he tugs lightly on his hair. He had no idea what he was doing when he slipped the head of Reita’s cock past his lips, and he closed his eyes, doing as the raven was patiently telling him and dipping is tongue into the slit. He heard Reita let out a low groan, fingers threading through his hair, and he took it as a sign to continue.
And it was so odd. Reita’s unique taste wasn’t at all bad, and as much as it really should have disgusted him, he couldn’t help but see the appeal in why Reita and Aoi were the way they were. Aoi didn’t instruct it, but he tried to take more of the other’s flesh into his mouth, trying his best to hear Reita make that breathless sound one more time, to let him know he was doing a good job.
“Don’t take anything you can’t handle.” He feels Aoi’s lips ghosting over his ear, making a pleasant shudder run down his spine before he was drawing away, helping Reita remove his shirt. Everything feels surreal, as if the adrenaline was the only thing pushing him on, and he glances up to see Aoi and Reita sharing a messy kiss, tongues tangling and untangling in what looked like desperation. It's so adult rated Ruki has to force himself to look away, eyelashes casting long, dark shadows down his cheeks as he concentrates on the task at hand.
"Aoi, suck Ruki's cock again," Reita's voice filters through the bedroom, oddly loud despite his hushed, breathless tone. It makes the fine hairs at the back of Ruki's neck stand on edge, and he pulls away from the rigid flesh in his mouth, panting and swallowing deeply. The blood was pounding between his ears, making it hard to hear what was being said between the two sex gluttons. "Distract him for me."
Aoi grins, tongue darting out to trace the other's bottom lip before he's tapping the back of Ruki's head lightly, signalling for him to lay down next to the taller blonde. "Come on Ruki, I promise I won't bite. Reita would, but he's just bitchy." The small comment makes the said teen snort, getting up on his bare knees and guiding Reita to lie down where he had previously been.
He can still feel the warmth of the sheets under his back from where Reita had been lying just seconds ago, and it leaves the brunette feeling oddly comforted. He doesn't know why. Not when Aoi is shooting him a sultry look and lowering his head between his smooth thighs, his image blocked only by Reita who was sucking his fingers lazily. Why was he doing that? Ruki flushes, feeling embarrassed by his complete lack of experience. It seems Reita notices, because he shoots the blonde a wink before running the hot, wet fingers down his thigh, leaving a damp, cool trail in their wake.
It's not until Ruki feels those slick digits pushing at his entrance before he jolts, doe like eyes wide and horrified, and then it's drowned out by Aoi swallowing him whole. It's all so overwhelming, until Reita is forced to hold his slim hips down with his free hand to keep him still. "Sit still," He hisses, tongue darting out distractedly to drag over one of his nipples, heightening the sensations and giving him an almost dizzy, natural high. "It'll be less awkward if you don't fucking move."
"Nn, Reita, it stings-" The bassist had shoved two fingers inside him rather roughly, his body jerking in reflex and making his cock bump the back of Aoi's throat. He doesn't have any idea what to do, to buck forward or retreat backward, because as much as Reita's fingers hurt, Aoi's tongue was just so fucking talented. If his hands weren't bound Ruki would run his hands through his dark hair, but as it was he couldn't. Reita tied a mean knot, the tie rubbing against his wrists the more he squirmed, and in the end all he could to was lie there, and soon after Reita's grip on his insides became nothing more than a mild intrusion, and he could only focus on the pleasure.
But then Aoi's tongue his leaving his cock, tailing up the underside one last, slow time before he's nuzzling Reita's knuckles at his entrance, and Ruki almost squeals when he feels Aoi's tongue pressing against him there. A finger is joining Reita's inside him, stretching him further, and then something unmistakable hot and slick is pushing inside him, confirming his embarrassment.
"A-ah Aoi-"
"Shut it," Grinning, Reita bites down on a pert nipple between his incisors, making the abused blonde gasp. "Let Aoi do what he does best."
And then there's a small, flick of a wrist, and Ruki knows exactly what Reita is talking about.
"Fuck!" It's Aoi and Reita's victory, hearing such a word coming from Ruki's usually soft spoken lips an immaterial trophy for the two horny boys over him, and then Reita's fingers are sliding out of him, along with Aoi's tongue and digit. It leaves him feeling unnaturally empty, and he realises, after the white hot pleasure dies down, I'm going to hell for this.
"This would be easier if you didn't use all the fucking lube Aoi." Reita growls, but there's no real malice in his voice, and in fact, he sounds almost hurried, his lip ghosting over Ruki's taunt skin as he pulls away. It leaves the small blonde feeling even more neglected, and for some, sick reason, he feels excited when Reita harshly pulls him forward, until his hips are right at the edge of the bed, forcing him to wrap his legs around the other's lean waist to keep himself from falling, and it's suddenly hard to breathe. This was it, there was no going back now. He was going to get utterly and truly fucked, by Reita, the school's bad boy, the rebel everyone wanted to have their way with, and the fact the taller chose him is still a hard concept to grasp.
He'd almost completely forgotten about Aoi, the raven appearing back in his vision when he straddles his hips, blocking his view of Reita's toned figure. He looks excited and horny, palms pressing flat against Ruki's slight chest as he hovers over him. "Mm, ready Ru?"
"R-ready?-"
Oh. Oh fuck.
It all takes one moment, and Reita is thrusting into him swiftly, hands pushing Aoi down on his cock at the same time and leaving the blonde breathless. The air leaves him in a rush, his mind going blank for a second before coming crashing back to reality, and he screams. Or he tries to, at least, but Aoi's sweaty palm is covering his mouth, no doubt trying to keep any other residents of the house unaware. And he doesn't stop. He can't, not when Reita's cock is sliding so deep inside him, forcing him open, his own length buried deep inside Aoi. It makes his vision flash white behind his eyelids, hands fighting the bonds with nothing but pure adrenaline.
Aoi moves too quickly, obviously used to Reita's rough treatment and thus coping to the stretch much faster, and Ruki hadn't even noticed the Reita preparing himself- if he had at all. He hadn't know what they were doing to him, because not once had he even heard about how this was supposed to go. It's all so shockingly surprising and new, and before all this he couldn't possibly imagine this feeling any good. But now, as he finally adjusts and Reita joins Aoi in an almost synced rhythm, he can't believe how much he had been missing. He had been naïve.
It's fast, it's dirty, it's hot, and most of all, it's sinful. But just tonight, Ruki would be a sinner, because holy fuck, he didn't want it to stop. Aoi was so unbelievable tight around him, and the hooded, completely out of it look in his eyes and heavily dilated pupils is an arousal in itself, his expression so truly drunk on pleasure as he leans his head on Reita's shoulder, who was now biting down into the long haired raven's damp neck. Just the sight alone is enough to make the beginning of a powerful orgasm pool in Ruki's stomach, the light muscle there tensing as his chest rose and feel in exertion, and he wasn't even the one moving.
"Rei, Unnn-" His moan cuts off when Aoi places his hand over his mouth again, shaking slightly with aroused nerves. Reita's thrusts are hard and brutal, banging Ruki's slender hips with the force of a jackhammer, and the small teen is sure the other's smooth hip bones will leave bruises on his ass. The sound of slapping skin is so vulgar, and mixed with the restrained moans and heavy breathing, it's the only sounds in the bedroom. Reita's cock is so thick and hot, and just having it's weight lodged up his ass was making Ruki want to scream, anything, because muffling his sounds behind Aoi's hand is pure torture.
Maybe it would have been slutty to beg 'harder', but even if Ruki could get the words out behind Aoi's hand, he didn't think he would. Simply because Reita couldn't possibly be fucking him any harder, his body jerking violently against the sheets with each movement and sending Aoi even deeper down onto his leaking cock. It was a fast pace, sweat slicked, and he knew the rumours between the girls in class were true, rumours he hadn't normally cared for before now: 'Reita and Aoi are a good fuck.'
"Cum inside Aoi, Ruki." Reita's voice is strained, breathless as he pulls both Aoi and Ruki forward, fucking him with more vigor. "Fucking...cum-" Reita's voice was almost desperate, his grip bruising on Ruki's hips as his nails create crescent shapes in his skin, and the last things Ruki manages to see is Aoi's back arching and then he's cumming, the tightness around his cock too much coupled with Reita's brutal hits against his prostate. He's vaguely aware of the taller blonde releasing hotly inside him, his last, final thrusts feeling almost like velvet as he rides out his orgasm.
And to this day, Ruki has never felt so amazing in all his life. It takes over everything, making him forget everything but the white hot pleasure running through his system in waves, his hips bucking wildly as Aoi milked him for everything he had, his thighs quivering from the sheer force of it all.
And in the aftermath, the euphoria after the ecstasy, he barely registers Aoi undoing the knot over his wrists, because he's still in a wild, sex driven daze.
Fuck. What had I been missing all this time?
AN: Oh. Oh lol. PORN.
….I hope no one notices the very random change in writing style, between the 3rd and 1st person naritive in the beginning. I'll edit it all later.
Well. When I RP I usually write in the 3rd person, and when I write fics I write in the 1st person. I was Rping at the same time I started writing this, so my mind was all over place.
I...don't like it. It was fine when I was writing it and all, but when I looked back on it I thought 'wtf is this?' See. This is why I have a beta xD I should have sent this off. Also, I hope there isn't any name slip ups. I originally wrote this with a different band and characters.