Revenge
Title: Revenge
Chapters: 11/19
Author: sugar_pai_n
Fandom: The GazettE, Nightmare, Dir en Grey, Miyavi, Shulla and one cat.
Pairings: ReitaxUruha
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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Reita leaded stuck to each other bodies into apartment. After being delayed with door lock they trapped inside. Before that, they just came inside the building walking from the parking lot. And after stepping inside Reita dragged Uru after him, finally connecting their bodies together; they moved upstairs to his apartment. And here they were.
Crimson colors of dieing sun outside. And not less bloody picture was inside the corridor. Two bodies colored by a sunset in passionate red were kissing, no... more like sucking each others mouths reaching for... for what... souls? Not exactly. Domination? Yes. But Uruha was definitely losing and he didn’t mind.
Reita like this...
Hidden secrets opened now. His other self which was a forbidden part. Now he was intoxicating with it, freely giving it to drink.
A blowing up drink.
Quick lose of his mind - Uru fell a victim. A victim to a force he saw only once, at that very moment in front of the university, seeing Reita on high top of his anger, the other side he deep inside wanted to taste. And he gave himself to it. He was going to let this force to fuck him.
Kissing Uruha, Reita was deciding on "Hurry?" or "Not to hurry?".
He chose second.
Starting a little prelude before the main part. Drowning in embraces prepared for him. And Uruha’s body smashed against the wall was calling to accept them. Rocked bodies together. Rocked hips together. The last made Uruha moan, because of painful caresses given to his lower body. Fingers made his leg wrap around Reita’s waist and danced to his popular hot flesh.
Strange thing. Just a muscles under skin, just a part of anatomy, a common ass, but it called to grab it and tighten and tighten grip. What gave Uru even more arousal, when Rei grabbed him like an owner. And he was an owner of his whole body... in this very moment.
I’m a master and you’re a slave. That’s how things were progressing. A pinned into a wall body was trying to give something in answer but all tries were cut off with back attacks.
A kiss of a "master" and a "slave". You receive and say nothing, only moan in appreciation. When your "master" pushed his tongue deep in your throat tasting you and you twitched from impatience. Eyes screaming "Please, fuck me. Please!" because you couldn’t say even a word when you wanted to scream with your lips, a hand shut you up. But it prevented you from screaming in agony when sharp teeth sank in your neck.
Hand on his mouth muffled a moan he really wanted to be heard by every person in this house, in this town, on this whole fucking planet. It was so damn good. Tongue called for caresses from those fingers capturing his mouth and when fingers answered he trapped them with his tongue all around, actually mirroring what Reita was making with his neck and ear.
But his fun wasn’t lasting long. His body was ripped from position against the wall into a free flow with necessary turn to the kitchen.
With smile Reita fast took out a tube with lubricant he kept on shelf with medicine. Full fist, if it’s possible, of Uruha’s pants, only leftovers on their bodies, the rest was left somewhere on the floor, and on this “lead” Reita continued drag Uru further reaching culmination of the symphony - bedroom, and main act - sex.
What made Reita to be so "leading"?
To show his force?
To prove that he still is needed?
To prove that he wasn’t hurt?
That he can forget?
That he can live without?
Well... yes. It’s obvious.
Maybe it was a big mistake. When Reita entered the bedroom dragging Uruha behind him and walking towards the bed, where main act will be played.
But he didn’t think like that of course.
Maybe it was a mistake. When Uruha intoxicated was dragged to the bedroom. Eyes half closed and mouth slightly opened... air heavily circulated with inhaling and exhaling.
But he didn’t think like that.
Colors of dieing sun rushed through window glass, making white sheets purple red.
Feeling of gravitation was lost and found when his body landed on the bed and the tube with lubricant followed landing near him, thrown there of course by Reita. He crawled a little further, waiting for Rei to join him. His eyes if it’s possible became darker black from lust flowing in his body.
But Reita stopped in front of the bed and smile in the corner of his mouth reminded that everything happened with his conducts.
Lying on the bed Uruha was watching private strip given to him.
Blond man’s body was moving gracefully to unheard music and shadows danced with him. Crimson and black visions.
He wasn’t doing something new or special but no one could do it like he could. And all curves of his body, starting from his face lower to his neck, to lines of his shoulders and shape of his arms to the end of his nails, his chest with creamy-pinky nipples, his torso, flat stomach slight sight of hipbones and everything left covered with jeans - now it was motion of sexuality.
Those hands caressed skin of stomach and synchronously moved one - higher, sliding chest, neck, ear, curling into a blond hair, other - lower, with teasing moves danced around jeans button. Fingers asking button "Can I dance with you?" and button answering "Uhm.. maybe". Such a tease. While Uruha wished those fingers to have a tango with zipper.
He was hypnotized by views of Reita tilting his head to one side following moves of his hand. His eyes seemed closed and only rare blinks of white were saying different. He was acting almost like... a cat. Wow. Uruha could bet that Reita was near mewling and purring.
His gaze returned to a place where at last - everything was unbuttoned and fingers danced "tango". And Reita’s black underwear was crawling on freedom, when jeans lost all positions and with both hands were removed from hips and fell on the carpet. Maybe Reita has trained it, but when he stepped out from the jeans mass he was like a pro. No clumsy moves, because clumsy it would be too cute. But this couldn’t be interrupted by cuteness. This full hotness, and it got closer to the bed.
Uru waited, not relaxed only in one concrete place of his body. This slow motion in front of him made his attention to fall asleep and watch, again just receiving, to be a total passive side.
He waited for the naked body before Reita crawl on top of him, but it was his mistake to believe in that.
Moving up his knees, what definitely should caught attention of other, Uruha was watching at Reita placing his knee between his legs. But still Uruha was lying too far to make crawling on top of him too simple.
In same slow manner both his hands absolutely synchronously moved up Uruha’s legs... to "Terra Nova" - read as Uruha’s crotch and everything that his pants were hiding.
Following his hands and their moves his glare crawled farther examine all curves of other man body. No surprise he was so popular. Who would refuse from THIS?
Uruha watched how his pants were unbuttoned and unzipped... something flashed in those movements of slender fingers. Hidden... that he hasn’t noticed from the beginning.
And then pants became history for his body; thrown away.
Ugh... Uruha was definitely a poser. Or maybe addicted to expensive silk underwear? No, a poser is a poser.
But what could small piece of fabric hide from sight? Hard full erection is not invisible. From both sides.
With smirk Reita brought himself closer. Close enough to make his unexpected move. He wasn’t going to turn it into random sex when his teeth captured Uruha’s neck.
A gasp escaped from a trapped throat.
Uruha tried to move his head but grip tightened and made him feel painful pressure of teeth holding him. He couldn’t see Reita and what he was doing and blindly feeling how his arms were pinned into the mattress and nails trailed scratches along them, removed to his chest and down to his hips, and lower digging in thighs before remove last article of his clothes exposing hidden parts. But Reita himself couldn’t see it. First, because of his position, second, because it was turning dark and he wasn’t able to make sun shining more. It took some time to free Uru from unnecessary clothes, he almost ripped them off when Uru shifted under trying to help. For that he could move away for a not long.
How Reita could do that and for so long? But he stayed like this and any moves from now on were stopped by a tight grip that made Uru growl. He felt like saliva from Reita’s mouth slid down his neck and tickling moves of tongue contrasted to what teeth felt like.
Trying to balance not losing control of his grip he was blinded but still could see. The same together they were, being only a watchers and main characters in same time. You shouldn’t have had a talent 100% stay in this play and receive pleasure.
When fingertips brushed teasingly - a moan was directed right into Reita’s ear, sending shivers down his spine. And he could hear each gasp, each shadow of a whisper, each inhale and each exhale hundreds of times better, being so close. Each moan while pleasuring, brushing fingers from head to base. A pout he heard when his hand moved away but only to take tube, quickly opening it and covered in lubricant start new stage.
"Ugggghhhhhhhhhhhhh" long and pleased vibrated sound in the throat Reita was holding caused by his naughty moves down there before trapping inside tight muscles.
Now Uru could let himself bring new life in his moves, not caring about reaction, wrapping his leg around other body. He liked like this more. And wrap hand around shoulders, he needed to held on something and dig nails to be sure that he won’t fall.
Uru was drinking a cocktail and drowning in it. It was called “Fast knock down to all your thoughts”.
He couldn’t take the pressure... swiftly corrupted pieces of his breaths escaped his parted lips. He licked them feeling dry skin. It needed to be kissed. It wanted to be kissed. He wanted those lips to suck everything from him.
How can you give so much pleasure? How can you take it only giving?
And he could. He still could do it.
Feeling of fingers fluttering out of his body was disappointment, but replace was much better.
Slowly... slowly... crawling inside and then... THRUST.
Uru had time to joke inside himself “Uhm, Reita you’ve grown up from school times” before reaching for air he lost from sudden move. Nails scratched painfully back and his body received painful answer on his thigh.
Holding tightly body under him Reita started to move. Increasing speed very fast and building the rhythm. Filling other with the pressure of his own body.
And thrust.. and thrust.. and thrust of pleasure mixed with harshness. Not having such sex for a long time it was definitely painful but vanished in a comparison with what he received more - incredible pleasure.
After so much "failures" in sex for last months this was what Uruha needed - senseless hard fucking.
Incredible senseless hard fucking.
Finally letting go, Reita’s lips now caressed with skin, panting he concentrated on his moves getting closer to edges.
Uruha was let go, let go on freedom, now he could freely reach for the final part. For his final groan.
In the end he wasn’t so tough, relying on elbow with other hand holding other man leg he made last thrusts. To his final groan.
Darkness blown up with white. In front of their eyes. On their chests and stomachs. Inside of Uruha.
Stroking skin of the neck with his lips, under chin, crawling to lips, shutting up loud excitement they both felt.
Pulling out Reita fell near Uru. Feeling his jaw ache a little and moving it until he heard a crack.
It was the best that Uruha couldn’t guess why Reita held him like this. Reita couldn’t confess even to himself.
He didn’t want to screw things up.
He was scared that looking in other man’s face he will remember everything what he didn’t want to remember.
That actually he escaped.
Swell around marks was spreading, that made Rei feel a little guilty. He didn’t know for how long this mark could stay.
With satisfied look Uru smiled. He wanted to touch other man, to say that it was awesome and more then awesome, but he was too exhausted to say or to do anything.
After resting for few minutes which seemed much longer he exclaimed “I want some water”. Rolling from the bed he tried to get but ended falling on the floor with laughing. Reita looked down gaining last energy he had for doing that and asked if everything was ok. Uru just laughed stupidly.
- I think you overdid a little but still it was worth of it. E-he-he - best words he could say to praise the blond man.
Reita smashed face in a mattress muffling his answer.
- I can’t help you to get up, so don’t even ask.
- So I should lie here alone in cold?
Reita simply reached for the lamp to switch on some lights.
- Here... now you’re not alone.
Uru giggled but in coming on him lights noticed something that Reita didn’t notice earlier.
- Reita?
- Hm?
- Why Ruki’s t-shirt is lying under your bed?
Reita froze.
Lie. Fast lie. He needs it now.
- Forgot maybe... - he said sarcastically to cover nervousness - he needed to change and I let him use my bedroom. I haven’t noticed that he left it.
Uru nodded in answer and Reita hoped that he bought it.
- Strange... He said he loves this t-shirt I gave him on birthday.
Reita smashed his face in a mattress again, now to hide blood rush coloring his cheeks and murmured what he hoped could save situation.
- He proves his name - mister Bomb-Surprise.
- Ah-ha~...
But conversation was interrupted by annoyed mewling. That could got up anyone.
And…
Most of all he didn’t want to confess that Ruki suited him more in bed. He was perfect in sex. Uruha was incredible. But Ruki was what he needed.
[End of 011]
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