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Forever Caged	By : Savagehunger47 Category: +. to F > Ai no Kusabi Views: 44150 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I don't own Ai No Kusabi nor do i make any money from this fanfic.

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Hehehe. I got V and the twins aging 'problem' taken care of ^(#｀∀´)_Ψ. It's just the matter of boys taking care of the current problems in the wind right now before throwing them back into trouble lol

Disclaimer: I don't own Ai No Kusabi nor do I make any money from this fanfic. However, I do own all the original peeps I've chosen to invade the AnK world.

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: Iason/Riki, Raoul/Katze, original characters and novel character pairings.

Parts: 68 of ?

~~**Forever Caged**~

Moaning, Niko lifted his head and glared over his shoulder at the perfect blond head resting on his pillow. “Why do you always have to cling to me…” mumbled Niko to the sleeping Elite spooning him while trying to move Gabriel’s heavy arm from around his waist.

Niko grunted as Gabriel sighed in his sleep and strong arms tightened around him. Niko stiffened, in more ways than one, when one of the Blondie’s hands reached down and cupped him possessively between the legs.

“Let go,” Niko grumbled, pinching Gabriel’s arm. Shifting uncomfortably, Niko winced at the soreness he felt in his hips and ass, and pinched Gabriel’s arm once again, wishing the Elite had arm hair so he could pull them out.

Wanting a bath desperately so he could wash the semen Niko could feel between his legs…on his stomach, chest and back, Niko struggled to escape Gabriel’s arms until he became breathless.

“Trying to escape?” An amused voice said. “How many times will I have to tell you not to disappear from my bed?”

Slapping his hand over his ear, Gabriel’s hot breath making him shiver, Niko glared at the wakened Blondie. “I want to wash up.”

“Why?” Gabriel asked, fondling Niko until his sleeping manhood responded to the Elite’s demanding strokes.

Biting his lip to stop his moans, knowing if he voiced his passion Gabriel would win; Niko exhaled and said, “I’m sticky, and I have things to do. I can’t laze about in bed, like someone I know, while there is work to be done.”

Niko yelped when Gabriel bit him hard on the shoulder.

“Your one and only duty is to keep me happy. You do want to be happy, do you not?”

Niko licked his dry lips, closing his eyes as Gabriel began kissing his neck. “I don’t think my body can handle keeping you ‘happy’.”

“Ah, but you do it so well,” said Gabriel, taking the tender flesh he kissed into his mouth.

Niko’s eyes opened. “Don’t suck on my neck, please! My body is already covered with your marks!” Niko cried, trying to wiggle out of Gabriel’s hold.

Niko groaned as the Blondie ignored him, and after a few well placed kisses, Niko closing his eyes again, forgetting all about protesting and trying to escape Gabriel’s hold. Fingers rubbed his swollen nipples causing Niko to gasp and grind his ass unwittingly against the hardened rob pressed against him.

Reaching behind him, Niko tangled his fingers into the wealth of Gabriel’s silky hair, and bit his lips as the Blondie lifted his leg—

“Master Lazen? Sir Raoul Am is on the line, wishing to speak with you.”

Niko’s eyes snapped open. His erection dying a swift death when Gabriel’s Furniture, Dex, voice sounded over the intercom. Yanking Gabriel’s head away from him, Niko elbowed the Blondie hard until the Elite grunted in pain and released him.

Scrambling into sitting potion, Niko frantically wrapped his naked body with the bed sheets. “Put some clothes on!” Niko yelled at the nude Blondie.

Growling, Gabriel grabbed Niko and wrestled the boy under him.

“Leggo!”

“Quiet, or do you want Raoul to hear you?” Gabriel said as he reached over and disconnected the video feed before connecting to the call. “Sir Raoul. What do I owe you for the pleasure of your call?”

“Iason has ordered your presence, and Niko’s, to his apartment. Now, Gabriel.”

Gabriel smiled at Niko’s horrified expression. “I am otherwise occupied, Raoul.” Gabriel hissed a breath with his feisty little lover bit him hard on the shoulder.

“Now, Gabriel. Iason can spare only so much time before returning to his duties.”

“And I shall rearrange my schedule to accommodate his Excellency’s order. However, it will take some time before I can make my appearance.” Gabriel emphasized his statement to his concerned lover by hooking his forearms under Niko’s knees.

“You have less than five minutes.”

Gabriel chuckled at the growl he’d heard in Raoul’s voice before the call was disconnected. “Do you think your former master suspected anything?”

“You suck!” Niko cried.

“Mmm… I most certainly do,” Gabriel whispered, lowering his head.

“Ahh! Don’t suck on my neck!”

oOoOoOo

Growling, Raoul slammed his hand down, disconnecting his call with Gabriel.

“It seems we interrupted them,” Katze said, lifting his knees to better feel Raoul between them, and in him.

“No,” Raoul replied. “It is Iason who interrupted us. Forcing me to call Gabriel and thus spoiling my time with you. The Blondie has been nothing but a thorn in my side since he stole Niko from my household, leaving me without a Furniture.”

Katze gasped, fisting the bed sheets above his head as Raoul surged his hips upward, nailing his sweet spot with elite precision. “Y-our lack of a servant is not the only reason why you are at war with Sir Gabriel,” Katze panted. “Niko has always been more than a mere Furniture to you, Raoul.”

Withdrawing, Raoul flipped his fiery redhead over, and lifting Katze’s hips, Raoul roughly spread his lover’s legs and swiftly entered Katze again. “The boy knew his job well. I never needed to take Niko to task on anything. That is the only reason why I am vexed.”

Katze moaned, arching his back as the pleasure of Raoul’s thrusts left him speechless for a moment. “You treat the boy as if you bore him from the fruit of your loins,” Katze gasped.

Raoul forced Katze’s trembling body into the mattress. Leaning over, Raoul bit Katze hard behind the back of his neck as he moved within him. “This conversation is completely inappropriate considering what we are in the mists of.”

“Enough already!” Katze cried as Raoul reached under and taking hold of his straining erection, stopping the climax he’d almost achieved—had thought he’d hidden from having from the Blondie. “Did you not tell Gabriel we had only five minutes to meet with Iason?”

Grasping a hand full of fire locks, Raoul forced Katze’s head up and to side so he could capture Katze’s swollen lips.

“Iason surely will not be angered if we are a few more minutes late,” Raoul against Katze’s lips, shuddering in pleasure when Katze tightened around him, igniting the already out of control fire within him. “Now, the only thing I want to hear from you, are your cries of passion.”

oOoOoOo

Nibbling on his lower lip, Jade peeked up at Gideon’s broad back, trailing behind the Blondie as they made their way to Riki’s apartment that he shared with Iason Mink. The Blondie had not spoken to him since Jade had turned his lips away, and commented that he’d felt unwell.

Lying to Gideon hadn’t sat well with Jade. In the short time Jade had been with the Elite, he could already tell the feelings he felt for the Blondie was more than he’d felt for anyone in his life. But, he trusted Riki more than anything, and if his sire said to keep Gideon away from him, then he would.

“Jade?”

Jade lifted his head, happy the Blondie finally spoke to him. “Yes?”

“You’re falling behind.”

“Oh… sorry…”

Gideon held himself in check, forcing his arms to say to his side as the petit, light brown haired, boy quickened his steps to walk side by side with him. For the first time in his adult life, Gideon was unsure of how to proceed with the young man he’d taken into his possession.

Gideon’s mind quickly ran through the last confrontation with the boy. The way Jade had fearfully stared at him when he’d reached for his garment after they’d been intimate. He’d already decided not to slow his advances with Jade, but to have the boy turn completely away from him, and even request with a trembling voice to slumber in a different room had thrown Gideon.

Reaching Iason Mink’s door, Gideon announced his presence and touched Jade’s back, frowning when the boy flinched, when the door opened and he lead Jade in.

“Welcome, Sir Gideon. Master Iason is in the main living area with Sir Riki, Sir Mikhale, and Sir Lilly.”

Nodding elegantly, Gideon frowned again when Jade quickened his stride away from him, and away from his touch. However, Gideon’s own steps faltered when Jade rushed to the black haired mongrel’s side, seated next to Sir Iason, and leaned over, whispering into Riki’s listening ear.

Gideon stiffened when smug black eyes met his, and a slow satisfied smiled touched the mongrel’s lips. Looking from the Jade to Riki, clarity entered Gideon.

“Iason,” the dark mongrel said, standing, his movements that were copied by Mikhale’s lovely pet. “You mind telling my boys to step out onto the balcony when they get here?”

Gideon stepped forward, halting Iason’s mongrel with his sudden movement. The mongrel stared at him for a second before nudging Jade to the balcony doors.

“Lilly, Jade. You guys go on ahead,” Riki said.

The way Jade looked at the black haired mongrel in such a trusting way had Gideon grinding his teeth.

“O-okay,” muttered Jade. Without out glancing at Gideon, Jade quickly made his escape before he could further embarrass himself. Jade groaned as he thought of how he’d whispered to Riki how his ticking Gideon, and turning him away was having the opposite reaction, and his wish of the Blondie bedding him wouldn’t happen had been loud enough that Sir Mink—who’d been sitting next to Riki—had heard.

The moment Jade stepped out onto the balcony with Mikhale’s pet, Gideon turned his full, angered, eyes toward Riki. “You did something.”

“Are you accusing Riki of some sort of wrong doing, Gideon?” Iason asked softly.

Know he was being rude by not giving Iason his complete attention, Gideon still answered his leader while glaring at the smirking mongrel. “I believe Riki said something to Jade to which the boy has begun to behave strangely towards me.”

“Riki?” questioned Mikhale with an amused tone.

The mongrel shrugged. “How should I know why my kid is giving you the cold shoulder, Gideon. I think you’re giving me a little bit too much credit of being able to control Jade, don’t you think?”

Gideon hadn’t noticed he’d taken a threatening step toward Riki until Iason called his name in warning. If it had not been for his leader, Gideon knew he would have harmed Riki, however Gideon also knew the black haired mongrel would have fought back, and the amount of strength Riki had demonstrated when he’d captured the mongrel, Gideon honestly admitted he would not have came out of the skirmish unmarked.

oOoOoOo

Commanding Riki to leave, Iason eyed his Military Commander, and the tremendous control the Blondie held himself in check with. “Problems concerning your pet, Gideon?” Iason inquired after Riki stepped out.

“I should think you would be more than capable of resolving any issues you may have with the boy, regardless of any outside interference,” Mikhale said with a smile. “The young man does not seem to have inherited the savageness of his sire.”

Iason chuckled at the flash of anger he witnessed in Gideon’s eyes before the Blondie exhaled, and bowed respectfully in apology to him.

“It seems I miscalculated the influence Riki had over Jade,” Gideon replied as he seated himself next to Mikhale.

“When it comes to Riki, I have found it is never wise to underestimate him.” Iason chuckled.

“Yes,” Gideon said darkly. “I should have already been aware of Riki’s cleverness already, shouldn’t I?”

“Violet!”

“Stop fucking calling me Violet!”

His conversation interrupted by Orphe’s sharp call, and the angered reply that followed, Iason watched as a tall violet haired mongrel stormed up to them. Iason raised an answering brow then the mongrel curled his lip at him.

“It seems you are not the only one with difficulties, Gideon,” said Iason as he nodded to Orphe in greeting.

“Forgive his rudeness, Iason. Violet has yet to learn his place,” Orphe said, and Iason smiled as Orphe grabbed his mongrel by the nape of his neck, shaking the boy slightly in reprimand.

“No forgiveness necessary, Orphe,” Iason said. “I’m beginning to realize that all who’ve socialized with Riki are beyond domesticating.”

“Yea, yea,” the tall mongrel replied. “Seriously, I don’t wanna hang out with you stiffs. Where’s my boy, Riki?”

“Violet,” Orphe growled.

Resting his chin on his interlaced fingers, Iason stared at the mongrel until the boy squirmed before tilting his head toward the balcony.

“Behave yourself, Violet.” Iason heard Orphe warn.

“Sure, if you get the fucking chip outta me. If not, then all bets are off,” the lovely mongrel said as he walked away.

“Looks like the trial you are facing, Gideon, is not as terrible as those of another.” Iason shared an amused glance with his Military Commander.

“The mongrel is displeased when he learned his stay here is of the permanent kind,” Orphe sighed, seating himself next to Gideon. “The boy just needs to learn there is no leaving Eos, and once he does he will be fine.”

Iason said nothing in reply to Orphe’s comment. Deciding to let Orphe discover on his own that when it came to mongrels—or the mongrels who sided with Riki—there would be no peace, not unless they wished for it. After so many years, even he still dealt with Riki’s desire to fly away, even though Iason now knew his mongrel would come back to him.

“Orphe,” Gideon said, “You do not honestly believe the mongrel will simply behave himself after a certain period of time, do you?”

“If Orphe gives V some sweet love’n every night, your Blondie friend won’t have to worry about V being naughty. The note I sent ya helped open the door you were having trouble unlocking, didn’t it Orphe?”

“Keita!”

Iason openly laughed as Orphe, Mikhale, and Gideon turned around to the mongrel—who’d snuck up behind them, but it was the look of affection Orphe gave the mongrel when Marcus yanked the boy away, which made Iason curious.

“Yes.” Orphe smiled. “It did indeed.”

“Good!” the blue haired mongrel cried. “V needed a good tumble.”

Ah. Iason smirked when the expression of affection faded from Orphe, and the Blondie glared at the mongrel.

“Oh, hey. Don’t get embarrassed. I gave Marcus a good roll in the sheets to help relieve his stress. In fact, we did it just this morn—“

Marcus covered the mongrel’s mouth. “Go. Find. Riki,” Marcus said though his clenched teeth.

“Looks like I missed something entertaining,” Aisha said as he joined them, smiling. However, Iason saw that the humor did not quite reach the Blondie’s eyes. Iason noted the sexual tension between Aisha and the smug—deceptively subservient— mongrel that stood next to the Blondie.

“Keito!”

The Blondies watched as the identical mongrels embraced.

“Lets go and find Riki, Keita. I wouldn’t want to tie up Aisha’s time, and keep him from his fellow Blondies,” Aisha’s mongrel said.

The mongrel Riki referred to as ‘Fidget’ giggle. “Yea, we wouldn’t wanna restrain Aisha.”

Iason—and that of the other Blondies—watched with great interest as Aisha’s face reddened.

“It seems I am not the only one who has fallen from grace,” Iason commented after Marcus’s mongrel rushed back over to the Elite’s side, giving Marcus a loud kiss on the lips before bouncing away with his brother.

“As Keita would more than likely have said if he had heard you, Iason; you started it,” Marcus dryly said as he and Aisha took a seat across from Iason.

Smiling, Iason looked at all the Blondies—minus two—seated around him. “Yes, I did, didn’t I? However, the question is, do you regret the choice you’ve made by taking them in?”

When none of the Blondies replied, Iason leaned back in his chair. “I did not think so.”

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