Revenge
Title: Revenge
Chapters: 16/19
Author: sugar_pai_n
Fandom: The GazettE, Nightmare, Dir en Grey, Miyavi, Shulla and one cat.
Pairings: UruhaxReita
Genre: AU
Ratings: from PG-13 till NC-17 [according to the chapter]
Synopsis: story about 4 men, how their lives were crossed and revenge was crossed between them.
Disclaimer: Don't own, not mine and so on.
Content:
[Prologue]
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[Sweet everything] Side Story #1
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[016]
Come with me, it's going to be something
A beautiful guesture from manicured with black fingers, especially prepared for something. Erased with shadows, created by lights behind, both black eyes were looking down thinking about something that was going to progress in matter of minutes. A something that is so unknown but magically magnitising. Something scary because of it's mysteryous nature. Something that you are really scared to touch, but anyhow reach your hand and don't care if someone is going to bite off this curious hand. Something that was so seductevely calling for you with soft hand and little smile in a corner of a mouth, making full lips look more devil like. This "demon" which is somewhat different today reaching for you today, making you to grab this hand and being leaded in unknown direction.
Even if Reita knew that direction - simply leading to his bedroom, he placed Kisa's weight from his stomach right on the floor near and reached this hand which helped him to get up, not to mention that clumsy style he was doing it with. Finally straight with his height but still nothing compared to other man he looked into those eyes, which were still staring at him. Something new and different was about their expression. They were filled with unknown feeling, nothing but pure black shine, sparkling. Someday he might think that Uru looked like a kid who was about to give a prepared present, but was too shy and unconfident about if this present suited to a future owner. But man in front of him wasn't a kid. Man with a slight touch of lip gloss on his lips. Man with dark eye shadows and secrets in his eye expression. Man, who was completely prepared according to his look. Starting from each hair on his head continuing with barely hearable scent of sweet perfumes and finishing right there on the floor in the very ends of nails of Uruha's feet.. which he painted the same black.
With silly smile Reita, not noticing was making observation from upper parts to the floor and saw those pedicured black nails, sight of which made him end observation and smile into black eyes asking with his voice not with his thoughts.
- What is this? - he pointed at what surprised him the most.
- I was a little bored while waiting for you. You don't like it?
- Actually I do like it, but anyway it's somehow strange and unusual... and funny - nothing in this world could be so honest like Rei was at that moment saying the truth.
Blackness was found and forgotten again when he met with black eyes once angain and stuck with them. Stuck with those black traps that were looking back at him, that were reaching to him and cupping his face, that were brinning him much closer and meeting him with lip gloss taste and softness of lips and slow motion of a lazy greeting kiss. It's only beginning when tip of tongue trailed so slow line, creating wet canvas to lips Uru was kissing. It's only beginning when his arms brought other man even closer, destroying centimetres between bodies, trying to destroy the left feeling of clothes between them and grabing Rei's lower part - read as grabing tight and nice ass, read as "I want this nice and tight ass to be fucked by me", read as "Come to me babe, I wanna show you something more then what I demonstrate you now".. read as scanning body with arms.. read as reaching for what was hidden behind pants fabric.. read as fingers commands for fast flesh to get up straight.. read as his mind was decorating everything.
Finally ripping himself from the deep kiss Reita was given a chance to breath. Breath.. breath.. and back again in wetness, in so fucking good kisses. A kiss per moment, a breath, again a kiss. Increasing speed of pulses in veins. Tight grip on a blond hair. Brining faces again together and missing these lips, closering mouth to other soft exposed flesh - shell of the ear that needed to be bitten. And bite and nibblings and grip tightening again - "Come to me". No more centimetres - "Come to me". Only clothes - "Come even closer".
Circle was going to be closed any second. No one is allowed to be there except them. Except those two bodies. Stuck and connected until circle is going to be opened once again.. and it's so much time before it.
Circle was closed with wrapped arms around Rei's middle, when arms impetiently trapped under hem of a shirt and were crawling further, muscles under fingertips touches were leading him higher to lines of shoulder blades, scratching edges of them, trailing scratches back down, finding another path to ribs - not tickling touch though, but very harsh and rude... violent.
Rei hissed and disconnected from Uru's neck where he tried to muffle pleasure - scratching his back was always a weak part of a play. It was going to be something different, he felt it from the moment he saw that eye expression, nothing else were needed to proove him more right as he already was. A moment off-guard and Uru was already catching revealed neck's flesh with his teeth. So soft and tasty flesh under Rei's chin. So nice to present it tortures. Sweet tortures.
- Ughhhhhhh.. - the right answer Uru was reaching for - nothing but ancient language of sex and sex only.
"Come to me"
Tight grip captured what was hidden flesh behind pants fabric, gave a slap to Rei's ass - another order to a body. And Reita agreed with order, finding himself with wrapped legs around other man's waist, hanging on shoulders - not to fall down, and freely throwing his head back giving access to his neck again, he needed replay of the bites there, he needed that intoxicating arousal he felt after each touch of sharp teeth.
Still making first observations about the dish in his hands Uru turned towards the bedroom, and started walking. Walking towards surprises he prepared. Surprises that fortunately left unseen in a back pocket of his jeans and right there on the kitchen he passed by. Bedroom's door slammed opened letting through future partners of bed's naughtiness.
"Let me show you my surprises"
When space between opened door and bed ended, nothing except falling on it left. Falling on it? No, he leant forward, giving away his strength to gently place person he carried on the bed. He took no time to crawl on top afterwords and find another spot for finding out how it tasted like. A collar bone - perfect place to give something but keeping everything on right places, because treating of this part of the body could be the same damn good and taking away and could be the same really painful.
The new dance began. Dance of fabric around Rei's body, freeing his body from it and lost somewhere around his wrists; and he didn't care actually about that shirt when a man on the top of him made him to receive a shiver after another one with work of full lips on his bare skin.
Trapping with his free hand under other man's back Uru found a way to wrap around and make the body under him to move higher, to the pillows, to the headboard and finally reached the place he was thinking about from the start.
He made a good job not to let other man notice his extra moves, not to let other man to keep his hands too far away from the headbord.
Drowned in his sparkling moments, when everything around was so lighted even though the room was lighted only by those left far lights on the kitchen. He saw only white sparkles.
He actually hasn't seen the snake of silk scarf escaping from back jeans pocket and capturing his wrists with wooden crossbar. He only could notice after this snake capturing him really tightly with a death grip. Freeing from a trance all previous actions made with him, he woke up from sweet dreams and looked with first signs of fear in his eyes.
- Uru?
Reassuring kiss.
- Trust me.
How could he not trust him? But this was so stunningly new that it left marks of surprise and tense, tense of his whole body. Only cure that helped him to get rid off of tense were two arms against his own captured arms, sliding slowly up and down, massaging soft skin, pleading to release from tense.
And he let it go. Pushing it far away into absolutely different space - not actual space of this bedroom; somewhere even further.
Just trust him, trust him to move down, trust him to unbutton your pants, trust him to release you from them, trust him to forget them wrapped around your feet, trust him to let out another silk snake, trust him to catch you again with it. Trust him when you're captured from both sides and there is no way to run, because he knows what does it mean to tie person with those silk scarfs. Trust him when he rubbs his face against your naked leg and crawles to your stomach murmuring "Wait a moment, I'll be right back".
He wasn't going to remember this, while Uruha was gone lost in his apartment. He wasn't going to remember that when he was with Ruki they never tied each other. Even someone was on top, but they stayed still free in actions. It would be better actions then some kind of a dead not reacting body near. They weren't stealing other's freedom when they were having sex - accepting everything from each other.
His freedom after all was stolen. He was tied up tightly to the crossbars from both sides. His own bed stole his freedom and he smiled because of it, ready to curse himself for buying such a naughty bed.
He looked up at his hands and was looking before remembering not his hands but one he himself made to grab and wrap fingers around this wooden crossbar so tightly like it was the only safe place in this world.
No please, don't remember, not now! Not now! Not Ruki and his hands.. not Ruki and image of him blonde shifting into those pillows Rei was lost in right now. No Ruki and fantasies of sex with him. No Ruki hissing and clenching his teeth tightly not to let too much noises from his throat to escape. Not Ruki with his seductive smile afterwards. Not him. Not his new blond hair which made him look like the most beautiful man in this screwed world. Not his body and all curves of it. Not all hot mornings, days, evenings, nights they've spent together in this bed. Not all mornings, days, evenings, nights they've spent just together.
Regret that was growing faster as he ever cared to admit. Regret for what he did. Absolute hugest regret ever.
Regret that was filling his eyes with salty wetness, that he won't be able to change something and was, how ironically it sounded actually, that he was "tied up".
Surreal subconscious fantasies - and he already forgot that something except pair of them with Ruki in his mind was going to happen.
While he still was staring at his hands, he hasn't noticed soft steps entering the room and getting closer to the table near the bed and turning on the small lamp, pushing darkness of the room into some poor lights, but still lights and not a complete black perfect screen for Rei seeing his dreams like they were happening for real. Rei, who turned back from them to the bed he was lying on and his almost naked body tied up. Rei who turned back from another "world" under the feeling of added weight to the bed and a man sitting on top of him. A real man who he let to tie himself, for fucks sake he was too much of a bastard always not to let tie himself up now.
With his thumb Uru rubbed the surface of exposed hipbone - "Look at me". Pleadingly fingers crawled higher - "Come back and look at me..".
A moment that froze those fingers in the center of Rei's chest - "..and see..."
Second, when Reita turned his head back and looked at other man made him believe that he just seeing things and the feeling of a warm hand on his chest is just a fantasy, sick illusion of his mind.
Sick illusion of Uruha looking at him with emotionless black eyes. Even lights of the lamp couldn't light them from the darkness, didn't give even a sparkling to them.
But Uruha wasn't the only one who was looking directly at him. It was two of them - Uruha.. and a gun in his hand.
Piece of steal that was directed right into his forehead. Right in center, little higher his eyebrows.
Piece of steal that is able to make from you anyone. Piece of steal that controls you if you don't want your brains to color white pillows. Piece of steal filled with little buddies made from lead that won't regret if they'd shot you down. Piece of steal that you are going to listen.
Rei was going to listen to it anyway. Seconds he needed to realise that Uruha has figured out about everything. Of course he figured out - normal people who were ready to have sex don't point their guns in heads of their lovers.
Rei was going to listen to orders, because he knew that he was the only cause of current events and he's in a deep shit he created all by himself.
He was going to listen, because he never, ever in his entire life could imagine what would happen with Uruha, actually what Uruha could do in reaction. And for what Uruha was ready?
- Now.. we will talk.
[End of 016]
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