Top of The World 04/18
Title: Top of the World
Genre: drama
Warnings: mention of rape fantasy ( the 1st chapter does some explaining.) mention of rape. self mutilation.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings/Characters: Reita/Ruki Ruki/Reita Uruha/Ruki
Synopsis: When Ruki shares his fantasy of being raped, he never thought Reita would make it happen. After things begin to fall apart and Ruki wonders if he ever really wanted it.
Comments: This story is kind of weird. I’ve been working on it for a couple months.
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Ruki
I was just walking down the street. Early morning, it was chilly. I was smiling, happy. Looking at new clothes for spring. It’s typical; I was unaware of my surroundings.
I don’t hear the van pull up or the door being opened. My body is grabbed so violently. My arms locked and a cloth bag pulled over my head. I’m dragged into the van and slammed hard into the floor.
I scream and struggle against the man holding me down. For a second I think I’m having a nightmare. I hear Reita’s smooth calm voice.
“Shh…Ruki.”
With the bag removed I stare into Reita’s face feeling no comfort at all.
“I did everything you asked. You still want this?”
The realization hits me like a brick. My heart speeds up so fast and I think I’m going to cry. Reita’s hand is on my heart.
“I need you to calm down first.”
A deep breath and I try to calm down. He kisses the base of my jaw.
“Don’t let me get hurt,” I whisper in his ear.
Time passes; I don’t remember my clothes being discarded. My eyes are watching Reita’s dark standing figure. They have me hard and affixed with a cock ring. Quite torturous. Uruha is in me. He’s slammed my hips around a little. I wish he would be a rougher. It doesn’t feel real. I’ve always wanted to have sex with Uruha. I wanted to kiss those lips. But Reita said there would be no kissing.
“Hey babe,”
My eyes open and look up to see Reita. I look around at the practice room. He sets the cups of coffee down. Suddenly his mouth is on mine and he licks my chin. I wipe my face as he moves back. Before I ask he answers.
“You were drooling.”
“You’re sick.”
He sits down and we enjoy our coffee. The rest would be in soon. Reita is engaging in his weird behavior again; just staring down at my body. I cross my legs starting to feel uncomfortable. He looks away.
Kai walks in and he smiles at us.
“Good morning.”
“Good morning, Kai,” we both say.
I get up as I start to feel restless. Uruha’s guitar is over there. I pick it up and sit on the ground with it. His pick is shoved under string. I pull it out and start to play.
I don’t pay attention as someone else walks in the room. Uruha or Aoi. I look up as an ominous shadow blocks my light. Uruha kicks me sharply in my leg.
“Ruki, put it back.”
“Ow.”
I’m trying to get up and he won’t stop kicking me. I throw the guitar off of me and get a good distance away from him. It hurt; I still had a bad bruise on my hip.
I know Reita is following me out the room.
“Ruki,”
I turn back to him.
“Leave me alone.”
He turns back and heads towards the room. “Uruha…”
I pull my pants down in the bathroom and try to angle myself in front of it to get a good view. The bruise is faded and yellow. The center is still a dark purple. There are red spots from Uruha’s shoes. I jump as the water at the next sink turn on. I look over at Aoi standing there.
He stares at me as he washes his hands. I pull on my pants, feeling ashamed about my body. The water turns off and he dries his hands.
“Did Reita do that?”
“No.”
I start to leave.
“Ruki.”
Aoi doesn’t know about it at all. I don’t want to talk about it.
“Ask Reita or Ruki if you want to know.”
“Uruha did this?”
I’m already walking out. He’s following me. Reita’s outside of the room waiting. The blonde walks towards me and hugs me. He smiles at Aoi and I assume he’s waving.
Reita moves back and he keeps an arm around me as we all walk into the practice room. Aoi is watching me curiously. I ignore him trying to get through the practice fro the day.
It’s the worst feeling; after someone is done having sex with you and there’s another person to do it again.
I’m stretched further and thrown around again. Their faces I avoid as they do this to me. I couldn’t look at Reita. Moans escape my mouth because it’s natural to do.
“Ruki,” I seem to have been sleeping. I open my eyes and look around.
“Break’s over,” Aoi says.
He sits on the couch next to me. He’s watching me as he crosses his legs, and places his hands on his knees.
“Uruha told me. Why would you do that?”
I take a deep breath.
“Things happen. Where is everyone?”
“Late from break. Ruki…”
“It’s done, what do you want me to say?”
“Are you really okay?”
I glare back at him, I don’t’ want to talk about this. He grabs my hand and reluctantly I let him.
“Come to my house after work.”
“By myself?”
“You can bring Reita,” Aoi says even though he feels Ruki will say no.
“Fine, I’ll come.”
There was a short goodbye to Reita in the hallway. A hug and a kiss. I promise to not arrive home too late. Reita tells me not to worry because he will visit Uruha. He hasn’t seen him in a while.
Aoi’s house is quiet. I’m uncomfortably perched on the couch. He brings back a cup of tea for me and goes back to his favorite chair. Not wasting anytime he asks.
“So what happened?”
I don’t want to talk about it. How I let myself be gang banged like some dumb slutty school girl. I take a deep breath not sure if I’ll answer or not.
“Why do you want to know?”
“Because if someone’s hurting you, I’d like to know.”
He moves to sit by me on the couch, moving his hand to my thigh.
“Ruki,” he begins.
I look over at him frowning.
“How are things with Reita?”
“These past few weeks have been rough. But we’re back to normal.”
I get quiet thinking about when Reita had pushed me. Then he just acts like he might decide to leave. Why come back suddenly? What’s going on in his head? I think Aoi’s been talking but I’ve missed it.
“He hasn’t hurt you, Ruki?”
I ignore some small things.
“He hasn’t.”
I stay quiet, thinking things over. Aoi is drinking his tea.
“Are you hungry at all?” he asks.
I nod at him.
“We should get dinner,” he suggests as he stands up and goes in the kitchen. He grabs a menu off the fridge and returns.
“This place is pretty good.”
Aoi is back by the couch and we look over the menu. After we pick out what we want he goes to order.
It’s during dinner when I finally tell him about how it first came up. How Reita actually decided to go through with it. Perhaps it isn’t the greatest dinner topic. I think Aoi can handle it. For so long he’s quiet, just listening. It worries me.
“What’s the problem if you wanted it and Reita wanted to do it for you?”
I sigh, thinking life wouldn’t be if it worked out simply.
“I’m not sure I wanted it and I think Reita’s having territory issues.”
Aoi laughs almost spitting out his food.
“You make it sound like he’s peeing on the carpet.”
I don’t laugh because my mood too down to even crack a smile. Aoi’s face becomes serious.
“Ruki,”
A frown is stretched across my face as I stare down, holding back my tears. It happens though, my shoulder lurch forward and I just start to cry. My hand moves up to cover my face and prevent Aoi from seeing.
Aoi
Whatever Reita said to him must have really hurt, to make him cry like that. I start to feel bad for ever laughing during the conversation. I stand up and go to hug Ruki. Pulling the reluctant head to my chest.
“It’s okay, don’t cry,” I plead soothingly to him.
Reita must have not liked the idea that someone else had sex with Ruki. No one wants to share their lover, or watch them be fucked by a group of people. And Ruki had wanted just that. It’s not something I’d ever let Ruki know. But if I were Reita I would have just left.
Ruki
Quite a few minutes pass as I just cry. Feeling afraid of Reita. Aoi does something strange and I let it happen. Of course I seem like a whore that just offers myself up. Like I’m easy. I don’t protest as he kisses me roughly, pushing me up onto the table. I stare widely at him as he pulls back.
“What does Uruha have to do with this?”
“He…” I pause trying to choose my words carefully, although there’s only one way to say it. “He fucked me first.”
Aoi sucks on my neck and I gasp.
“No one invited me. I would have done you.”
“Aoi. I…”
“He already thinks you’re a whore, why not?”
I bite my lip and he watches me.
“I don’t want to.”
His hand spreads my legs and feels up my thigh.
“Stop,” I yell as I push him away.
“See, you’re not. You turned me down.”
I spit the spike from his lip ring into my hand and hold it out for him. He takes it and screws it back on. The door opens and Kai walks in.
“Hey, Ruki’s here. On the table.”
Aoi turns around, smoothly, slowly, as if nothing ever happened.
“Yeah, he seemed upset. So I invited him over to talk.”
“Aoi tried but he wasn’t very helpful,” I say.
“Oh well, let me give you a ride home, the car’s still warm.”
I get off the table and gather my thing.
“Thanks for dinner, Aoi. And Kai, I’ll be okay to take the bus.”
“No, I’ll give you…” he stops and stares at me.
Oh shit, does Aoi wear lipstick or something?
“What’s on your neck?”
Shit.
He moves closer to inspect. My heart speeds up and I try to not look it.
“I don’t know.”
“Reita’s having territorial issues.” Aoi says.
My jaw drops; Aoi isn’t a good person to talk to.
“He’s marking his territory.”
I rush to the door.
“Better catch that bus,” I offer as I run outside.
I’m thankful to see Reita isn’t home yet. My heart is still beating a little too fast. I undress in the bathroom, as it has been lately. My eyes trail to the bruises. I sigh and get in the shower to rinse off. Taking a bath would help me to calm down.
I’m back in front of the mirror looking at my body as water is running in the background. Looking at my face, I decide I’m in need of a shave. So I get the things together and start to shave.
I never really let a mustache or beard grow in. I wonder what it would look like. But the management probably wouldn’t like it. And Reita would complain about chaffing. He can be intolerable sometimes.
“Hey Ruki,” I hear from the hallway and I know that Reita is home.
The door opens and he stares at me.
“Shaving naked?”
I rinse off the blonde.
“Thought I could take care of it all right now.”
He moves closer and moves his fingers though my pubic hair.
“You’re all sweaty, Ruki.”
I push him back and lean over the counter to get a good view as I shave my neck.
“People have sweaty crotches.”
He walks over to the tub.
“You’re going to take a bath?”
I pull the razor back, “yeah.”
I rinse the rest of the shaving cream off and dry my face.
I step back, right into Reita.
“Hey!” I say looking back at him.
His arms slip around my stomach and a hand trails into my pubic hair again. I groan and lay my head back on his shoulder.
“What’s that on your neck?”
“Wha…”
His touching slows to a stop and I straighten up a little.
“What?”
“What’s on your neck?”
“Huh?”
I look in the mirror. My hand goes to cover it. I stand and go to the bath tub.
He walks towards me with a smile on his face.
“Where are you going?”
I climb into the tub and lean back.
“You know when a cat gets in your lap and she’s rubbing he head all over you being friendly. Then she just bites your neck?”
“Okay, so the cat did that?” He asks, pointing at it and looking kind of silly.
“No, Aoi bit me.”
His eyes widen and he must think I’m crazy. His hands move to trace over it. Then it moves over and slides through my hair.
“The thing I let you do was an exception. And whatever you did with Aoi, I forgive you. But I won’t share you,” his voice is soft and emotionless. Just the way he wants it to be. He seizes my neck forcibly and tilts my neck up until our eyes lock. It would have less hurtful if he would have just called me a slut or a whore.
“Try to keep your little legs closed.”
He lets go and I look down at the blue water.
“I didn’t let him do anything,” I defend myself.
Reita is undressing. “Well, that’s good.”
I pout. “Can’t I take a bath alone?”
He sits in my lap and stares at me. I close my eyes and let out a shaky breath. His fingers slide down my stomach teasing me. I ignore him and try to relax. He’s crushing my butt into the bottom of the tub. His warm body shifts above me, so now he’s lying on top of me.
It’s been such a long day, I could fall asleep. The water is so warm; his comfortable body is hugging me. He feels so needy and innocent. I like these moments. When he’s so vulnerable.
“What did you do with Uruha?” I ask.
He opens his eyes and looks up at me.
“Played PS3, ate dinner.”
I sigh and adjust myself a little under him.
“Oh, did you have fun.”
“Of course,” he says quiet.
Our peaceful bath didn’t last very long. He still needs to claim me. So that leaves us in the bedroom. Me on my knees and him pounding hard into the back of me. I moaned and cry. It had been a while since he had been in me. My body so sensitive from the lack of activity.
Good things don’t last. He stares at me laying on my back and panting. My legs spread and they feel slightly sore.
“You’re loose,” he comments.
My eyes open not sure if I heard it right.
“What?”
He repeats. I sit up quickly and glare at him.
“Excuse me?”
“It’s to be expected after sleeping with all those people.”
I slap his face so hard that he falls off balance.
“Reita…” I scold him.
His eyes stare madly as he gets his balance back. Quickly he makes a fist. That strong fist crushes my cheek and sends me back.
I cry out, covering my check as my eyes fill with tears. I stare at him. He’s moving in closer to me. My frail legs are pulled up, shielding my body from him.
I grab his hand, catching his attention. His eyes stare at me. The moment is too intense. This is his first time hitting me. My shaky legs spread and I bring my hand to his entrance.
“It’s fine,” I say through clenched teeth as I shove the fingers in. His stares down at his hand and tires to pull away. I thrust his fingers inside.
“I don’t feel loose,” I say not caring as the blood drips from my mouth.
He gets his hand free.
“Ruki!”
I push onto my knees and move closer.
“Take it back,” I say coldly.
His eyes wide as I rub myself up his leg. He pushes me away.
My arm is grabbed and he pulls me off the bed roughly. There’s this fear because I don’t know what he’ll do.
Reita stands there watching me clean out my mouth. Rinsing the blood out before sticking a rag in there to stop the bleeding.
He’s grabbing me again. I sense no anger and he’s being gentle. I’m pulled to his chest and he hugs me. The room quiet and chilly as he holds me.
“I didn’t mean it,” he says.