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Forever Caged	By : Savagehunger47 Category: +. to F > Ai no Kusabi Views: 44150 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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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: 76 of ?

~~**Forever Caged**~~

“Seriously, I can fucking feel your eyes drilling a damn hole in the back of my head,” V hissed. “Damn, Jade, will you quit your laughing already!”

“Maybe if you had not gotten him drunk, he would be able to control his merriment of random things we pass,” Gideon growled in response.

“I had to get him drunk or he wouldn’t have allowed that back ally healer near him,” V mumbled. Not that the damn treatment healed all of Jade’s hard knocks, but it had been better than nothing. But did Jade’s fucking Blondie appreciate all the trouble he went through? All the pockets he had to pick or all the time it took to get the dude to come out from his cave just to help Jade? People are so ungrateful.

“Pardon? You did what?!”

“Oh yea, you shit-heads can hear like a dog. Very mongrel like if you ask me.” V glanced over his shoulder and winked at the outraged Blondie. As annoyed as V was at the moment, to have ruffled this Elite’s feathers was proving to be entertaining. V always thought Jade’s blond was a tad stiff, but it seemed all V needed to do was get Jade all liquored up and pawin’ other men to get the huge stick out of Gideon’s ass.

However, it was the silence from the driver that kept V from fully enjoying Gideon’s sputtering while also keeping Jade from unbuttoning his shirt. Orphe’s silence put V on edge. It wasn’t like the Blondie to hold back on his bitching, and V knew the scene Orphe had walked in on had been bad.

Jade had already been drunk, and he still had cash overflowin’ in his pocket. Tag all that with not wanting to return…well, no one could really blame him for finding a club and partying, right? Okay, there was a reason why he went into that particular club, but maybe if he hadn’t taught those silver spoon off worlders how to play Gigolo, or had that sexy waiter with the nice ass sitting on his lap, and giving him shots from his mouth, then maybe Orphe wouldn’t be blasting cold air from his body.

When the airocar landed, V immediately spotted Riki in the sweet ride in front of them. Cursing under his breath, V turned and said to Gideon, “Dude, if I was you, I’d get that kid up to your apartment post haste, not if you want Riki all up in your grill about why Jade’s all fucked up.”

“Dude?” Gideon sneered. “And why should I be worried about Riki’s reaction? You are the one—“

“Yeah, yeah.” Fuck, Blondies talked too much. “Who do you think Riki will be looking at after he takes a good look at Jade? I’m not the one who’ll be dragging the little drunk though those prison doors,” V said grinning, and wiggling his fingers at the huge Blondie, “and I heard all about how you had to go one on one with Riki on the ship.

“Riki was only pissed that time, but how much more pissed do you think mama bear will be when he sees his only child’s beaten face?” V wondered how much stronger Riki had become if the behemoth sitting in the back said nothing, but nodded his head in agreement.

“Plus there is the fact that if he goes for your throat, you’ll defend yourself and more than likely hurt Riki. And I damn well know your boss, Iason, ain’t gonna be to happy if—“

“Your point has been made,” Gideon growled.

“Then getcha ass movin’, boy.” V grinned widely when the Blondie glared bloody murder at him. However, V’s merriment faded when Orphe suddenly grabbed his forearm.

“Allow Gideon to leave first. You will assist in detaining Riki should he follow them,” Orphe ordered.

“Yea, sure,” V muttered, watching as Gideon quickly exited the vehicle with the giggling Jade pulled behind him. The last thing V really wanted was to be alone with Orphe, not when the Blondie was shooting frost beams at him.

V sat forward when Riki’s door opened. “Riki just spotted Gideon.” Yet, when V tried to vacate the car, to act as a distraction, Orphe yanked him back. Snapping his head around, V looked at Orphe. “What the hell, man? Why are you stopping me? Let me go!”

Beginning to get freaked out at how Orphe just stared at him, V tugged hard against Orphe’s hold.

“Until later,” Orphe said tightly.

“Later, yea, whatever,” V replied, hurrying his ass out of the car, making it just in time to step between Riki and the door. “Yo, Riki. Got some good shit to tell you.”

“Not now!”

V quickly got back in front of Riki when the mongrel side stepped. “If you’re wondering about Jade, he’s fine.” V laughed. “Well, tomorrow morning he’ll probably have one hell of a hangover, but right now he’s fine.”

Black eyes blazed angrily at him. “What was wrong with his face, V? I told you to watch his back!”

“Chill, man. Shit, you’re taking this daddy thing kinda far, aren’t you?” V said, annoyed how Riki was acting. “You make it sound like the kid’s nothing but a pretty little toy to keep on the shelf. He proved he can take fuckers down with his fists, and if you bitch at him, you’ll ruin this night for him. The way you treat him is like he’s you’re pet for fucks sake.”

Riki growled at him. “You have no fucking clue how it feels. You don’t have someone that’s your blood—“

V stepped away from Riki. Yea, he didn’t have a clue. He was alone. Fidget and Sky were brothers, and had each other. Riki had Jade. They were each other’s family, while he was someone that was in the group.

“Shit, V,” Riki mumbled. “I didn’t mean it like that…”

V shrugged the old feelings of inadequacy and loneliness away. “It’s the truth.”

A shroud of awkwardness fell upon V and Riki until V got a good look at Riki. “What the hell? You hurt, man? You’ve got blood all over you.”

V watched the muscle in Riki’s jaw tick. “I thought you were going to Guardian? Where did you go?”

“I did go to Guardian,” Riki said, his nostrils flaring angrily. “I ran into an old face. That bastard that carried a whip is still there. It got a little bloody, but sadly none of it is his.”

Flashes of his childhood, and the nights, consumed V. He shivered as his memories filled his every thought, and of the man who use to hurt him repeatedly in his room…

“I know I’m not the only one he’s hurt, so I controlled myself from snapping his neck,” Riki said. “I’ll put it to a vote on who gets to beat his ass when the gang gets together.”

V forced a smile on his face. “Looks like you don’t have to wait long.” Pointing over Riki’s shoulder, V’s chill faded rapidly when he got a good look at Fidget, and began laughing.

oOoOoOo

Watching from the sidelines, Orphe continued to hold himself from snatching Violet away. The only reason why he did not was because of the new emotion V stirred within him.

The beautiful mongrel had angered him greatly, and the jealously Orphe had felt seeing that Midasian server on Violet’s lap had not been a new emotion. Orphe has quickly learned how to quail the violence those emotions voiced after the pet party, and the invitations to stud V to another Elite’s pet in a private show.

No, his anger was for something entirely different.

“Orphe.”

Glancing to his side, Orphe nodded in greeting to Iason. “Very troublesome, are they not? They had only one rule in which they needed to obey, and yet they failed to do so.”

“Did you expect anything else?”

“Someone not obeying my every order is not something I will ever get use to.” Orphe had expected Violet to come back, if only because the chip in the mongrel’s hip would insure his return. When his mongrel failed to return at the agreed upon hour, Orphe had been flabbergasted at the blatant disregard Violet had over his authority.

Seeing Violet looking so handsome, and blending in so well amongst the wealthy patrons of the club. It donned on Orphe what Violet could transform himself to anyone he wanted, which lead to the question of what act did Violet play in front of him. Was he getting the real Violet or just piece of him?

“You once told me mongrels were too wild for your tastes,” Iason said, smiling in that secret way Orphe found annoying. “Do you still believe that?”

Orphe slid a glance at Iason before turned to look back at his beautiful, bruised, mongrel. “At the time, we were speaking of Riki when he returned to Eos the first time after a year of being gone. Riki is not to my flavor, and so, with him still in mind, yes, I hold fast to my words. Violet, however, is a different matter.”

“Yes, there is no comparing your mongrel with mine.”

Orphe tsked under his breath, but said nothing. Iason would believe the wild, dark, mongrel would be above all others, because Orphe held the same belief. “If you will excuse me, Sir Iason, I will…question Violet and report back to you of his findings.”

Striding to the group of mongrels laughing and shoving one another, Orphe grabbed Violet by the arm, not slowing one bit, and entered Eos.

“I was still talking,” hissed Violet.

The small actions Violet made—how the mongrel lowered his voice and cleared his lovely face of the anger he felt, enraged Orphe. Yes, he should have been grateful Violet did not embarrass him in front of the few Elites in the lobby, but it did not.

His thoughts were irrational, but Orphe wanted to boy to forget about everyone else—to see no one but him, and forget himself to the point that Violet would do something which would chain himself even more to his side.

The moment they were in the elevator and the doors had shut did his mongrel yank away from him. “What the fuck’s your problem?”

Orphe reminded silent, and stayed silent until they entered his apartment. Dismissing his Furniture, Orphe held his hand out in the direction of his bedroom. Violet stared at him for a minute before cursing under his breath and marching down the hall.

“Seriously—“

Once the door closed, Orphe slammed Violet up against it and captured his irate mongrel’s lips. Because of Violet’s height, Orphe didn’t need to lean too far down to kiss his mongrel, but once the minuscule distance between them grew too much for Orphe to bear, he lifted Violet in his arms.

Startling moans erupted from Orphe as Violet fisted his hair in his scraped knuckled hands, yanking his head back when his hold made the mongrel taller than him. And despite their position, Orphe loved how Violet tried to take the lead—how his lovely mongrel tried to dominate him.

However, when Violet yanked his head away and winced at the cut on his lip, Orphe’s passion filled gaze cleared. Using the wall, and one arm, to brace Violet up, Orphe ran the back of his hand near the corner of Violet’s mouth where the cut still slightly bled.

And with the sight came back the anger he had first felt when he saw the mongrel in the club.

“What?” Violet said, raising purple brows. “Pissed I messed up my good looks and you’ll have to hide me away until I heal? Don’t worry, you can show me off once they go away.”

Confusion—another emotion alien to him—filled Orphe at the conflicting anger heard in Violet’s voice. “You believe I am angered because of the wounds inflicted upon your face?”

A strange little sadden smile touched Violet’s lips. “That’s the reason why you want me, isn’t it?

Orphe chuckled, and reached between their bodies to stroke the hardened length of Violet’s shaft. “Yes, you are lovely, but if I only wanted to look at you I would have placed you upon a pillow and left you there. What I want from you is more than just your beauty, Violet.”

Orphe didn’t know what he actually wanted from the young man. He just wanted the mongrel never to look at another man or woman—to touch no one else—but him. To see only him!

His anger bred from the fact that Violet hadn’t seemed to care if he had been harmed. His beautiful mongrel had only thought to care for Gideon’s pet—Riki’s son—more than his own well being.

“Then what the hell do you want?”

Sliding the mongrel down his body, Orphe quickly stripped Violet of his clothing and drew him to the bed. “I’m sure I told you once before, Violet,” Orphe said as he removed his own garments. “I want everything.”

Orphe and Violet stared at one another, and when Violet’s confused expression changed to understanding and fear, Orphe caught the mongrel as the young man tried to make a run for the door.

Wrestling the mongrel easily onto the bed, and flipping Violet onto his stomach, Orphe licked and nibbled his way down Violet’s spine—biting Violet hard and gently in spots Orphe knew the mongrel secretly loved, but would never admit to liking.

On the nightstand—where once was home to his favorite books, was now home to a bottle of lubricant, Orphe retrieved it and coated his pulsating organ, before entering—to the hilt—into Violet’s oiled hole.

“Awk! Careful, mother fucker! I’m fucking delicate!”

Orphe withdrew slowly, causing his mongrel to shudder, then slammed back into Violet. Lifting Violet’s hips, Orphe continued his violent thrusts before leaning down and biting his mongrel on the back of the neck.

While Orphe was completely consumed by the passion and pleasure of being so intimately joined to Violet, a separate part of Orphe’s mind could not help comparing his sexual actions to those of an animal. The way he held Violet down and his need to dominate the mongrel, how he kept the young man from moving by locking his teeth into Violet’s flesh.

And as the bed creaked from the force of his thrusts, Orphe growled in satisfaction as Violet tightened around his shaft signaling his coming orgasm. Soon, equal amounts of shouts and moans loudly filled the air, and when Violet came, Orphe soon followed.

However, Orphe wasn’t finished with the mongrel. Still hard, Orphe rolled them over, and ordered Violet to grab hold of the headboard. “The first time was just the start,” Orphe said, smiling. “This time, as well as the next, and the next after that, and so forth, will be to cement in your mind to whom you belong to, so when you go out again you will think twice about touching another man so intimately.”

Heated amethyst eyes glared down at him. “So you are pissed about that little waiter?”

Holding Violet’s hips, Orphe thrust upwards. “I never said I wasn’t.”

Orphe didn’t care how many times it took—or how many hours—he would make sure the only man his mongrel thought about was him.

oOoOoOo

Giggling uncontrollably, Jade began stripping out of his shirt the moment Gideon and he entered the apartment. He felt good. Better than he ever felt before. Jade giggled again as he thought about the pills the doctor V called a ‘flinchy bastard’ gave him when V had rushed to usher a few lost tourists away.

Jade’s whole body felt alive, and every touch of his fingertips made Jade want to cum…but Jade didn’t want to cum alone. Peeking from under his lashes, Jade smiled coyly at the less than happy Blondie.

In his dream, Jade watched himself beckon Gideon slowly with a crock of his finger as he walked backwards to the direction of Gideon’s bedroom. The cool air against his bare chest had Jade moaning, and, feeling constricted, Jade unbuttoned his slacks and let them fall around his ankles. Stepping out of his pants, Jade whispered to his Blondie to follow him.

“I think you will go to bed and sleep,” Gideon said, and Jade felt a stab of anger when the Blondie turned his back to him.

“Stop,” Jade ordered, using his gift for the first time on Gideon. And liking how the huge Blondie stopped suddenly in his tracks, and shuddered, Jade said it again.

“Come to me,” Jade said in a sweet—yet controlling—voice. And when Gideon resisted his siren’s call, Jade repeated his order, adding more strength into his tone.

“Stop, Jade,” Gideon hissed. “My reaction to your ability is not the same as the others.”

“I know,” Jade seductively cooed, not once letting up. “Touch me, and I’ll stop…maybe.” Jade laughed. Tonight had been the best night Jade ever had in his short life. He had felt free for the first time he’d woken up to find himself strapped to a metal table with doctors poking and prodding him.

Not even when he had escaped Amoi with Riki had Jade felt such freedom, and the night could only get better. Well, it could if Gideon would just do what he wanted him to do. Even in a dream his Blondie was proving to be difficult. “I said to touch me,” Jade said, smiling.

Jade turned and ran when Gideon un-characteristically growled and charged him, and continuously danced out of Gideon’s reach. When the Blondie became close to capturing him, Jade used his voice to throw Gideon off—and get him ‘off’—until Jade finally had his Elite where he wanted him. The bedroom.

Panting, Jade hopped onto the bed, and played with the waistband of his briefs. “Come play with me,” Jade invited, grinning when Gideon ripped his shirt in his haste to get naked.

“Yes,” Jade hissed, biting his lips and moaning when Gideon didn’t stop with just his shirt like he normally would, but removed all of his clothing. “Take everything off.”

“You will learn it is not wise to tempt me, Jade,” Gideon growled.

Jade reached into his underwear, and stroked himself. “I guess you’ll just have to teach me…so come and give me a lesson I’ll never forget.”

When Gideon strode to his side, Jade opened his arms wide and—almost violently—pulled Gideon to him. Wrapping his arms around Gideon’s neck, Jade slammed his mouth over his Blondie’s as he arched his body into Gideon.

Hurting with unfulfilled desire, Jade commanded Gideon to take him.

“Damn it, Jade. You are not ready for me yet!” However, even as Gideon scolded him in a passion roughened voice, the Blondie entered a finger into him and expertly found Jade’s sweet spot.

Crying out, Jade ordered Gideon to give him more. Tongues tangoed wetly, and as Jade’s lower abdominal muscles tightened and he tittered ever so closely over the edge of bliss, he ripped his mouth away from Gideon, and ordered the Blondie to lie down on his back before Gideon could stop him.

Jade had always used caution when he spoke in his ‘voice’, but in dreams there was no need for those invisible restraints, so he used none. Straddling Gideon, Jade scrapped his nails down the Blondie’s chest and grinned when Gideon hissed in pain, delighting in the sight of his marks on Gideon’s body.

“Do you want me to kiss it, and make it feel better?” Whether the Blondie said something or nodded in agreement, Jade didn’t notice. Lying full on Gideon’s body, Jade wantonly rubbed against the Elite. Lewdly telling Gideon how much he wanted to feel the Blondie inside of him as he thrust his straining length against Gideon equally hot and hard, cock.

When Gideon roughly grabbed Jade by his upper arms, Jade bit Gideon’s nipple and after twirling his tongue around the dark pink nub a few times, Jade growled, “Keep your hands above your head, and leave them there until I tell you otherwise.”

Tormenting the Blondie, knowing that—even in his dreams—Gideon would never harm him, Jade took advantage of the Blondie’s consideration, and used it to trail his kisses down the hard planes of Gideon’s chiseled chest and stomach to the intimidating stiffen flesh between the Blondie’s legs.

Licking his lips, Jade repeated his actions but on the rounded tip of Gideon’s cock. At Gideon’s moan, Jade took the Blondie’s overwhelming length into his mouth, down his throat, and hummed—wanting Gideon to feel the vibration, and smugly smiled on the inside when Gideon jerked up on the bed, and held his head in place.

Jade’s mouth filled with the salty taste of Gideon’s pre-come, and all too soon Jade was lifted away from his treat and slammed down on his back. Gideon disappeared for a second, but when the Elite returned, trembling, slick fingers, caressed the entrance to his body.

Arching his back, Jade called seductively to Gideon, and spread his legs eagerly. Jade hissed a little in pain when Gideon finally entered him, which startled Jade a little. He had always believed you couldn’t feel pain in dreams, but soon the discomfort was forgotten as Gideon began to move.

Jade’s shouts and commands filled the room, and soon Gideon’s voice joined his. From his back Jade found himself on all fours, and as he clawed the bedcovers, Jade screamed in bliss as Gideon grabbed a hold of his painfully hard erection and began jerking his rob until he shot his essence into Gideon’s fist.

But, he wasn’t done yet. As Gideon continued to pump into him, Jade grew hard again. And Jupiter love the Blondie, because Jade could sense how badly Gideon wanted his release, but held back until Jade once again found fulfillment before coming into him.

Still connected, Jade was pushed down onto the bed by Gideon’s large body. Calmed by the rapid thumping of Gideon’s heart he could feel on his back, Jade muttered, “This has been the best dream I’ve ever had…”

“Dream?”

“Umm…” Jade grinned, pushing his ass against Gideon, who was still connected to him. “When I wake up, will you do this to me for real?”

Jade didn’t hear what Gideon said as he closed his eyes. Thinking, as his dream shifted into darkness that the day would have been so much better if what he dreamed of doing with Gideon had been true.

oOoOoOo

Laughing, Rio watched as the club workers tried to establish a sense of harmony after the wild chaos V, Riki’s kid, and Tanagura Elites caused. “Dayum, and I thought tonight was going to be boring. After all, I was meeting you.”

“Just tell me why the hell you’re here, and what you want so I can ditch this place.”

Flipping his newly attached long brown hair over his shoulder, Rio scratched his cheek with his middle finger, delighting at how the simple childish action pissed Chaz off.

“What? You think I came to sight see?” Rio snorted. “I’m here on a job.”

Rio picked up his glass and took a sip, and when Chaz continued to stare at him with a blank look, Rio sighed. “See, this is why I’ve been telling Mom not to let just anyone into the school. Someone as stupid as you is out there on jobs will give us a bad name.”

Slamming his hand on the table, Rio laughed when startled customers turned to stare. The moment those eyes left their direction, Rio’s façade of merriment faded, and the hand he’d slapped on the table to stop Chaz from leaving, slide back to his glass. But a card Rio had being holding was left behind.

“Seems we got hired to do the same job.” Rio coldly smiled. “Our boss ain’t too happy with your failure and inability to comfort him with fails hope.”

Chaz picked up the card, and cursed. “Fucking idiot.”

Rio held back his ‘calling the kettle back’ comments. His plan would never work if he didn’t have Chaz on his side. “The contracts with Kirin has with us is valid, I made sure. However, Kirin never said anything about not working together.”

Chaz crumpled the card and shoved into Rio’s half filled glass. “Why would I wanna work with you?” Chaz sneered.

Frowning, Rio contemplated just killing Chaz for the crime of ruining such good liquor, but the bigger plan—well, the promise of a extremely large pay load—won out. “Because you’ll never get Riki,” Rio stated. “Even if you hadn’t failed with the darts, how would you control him? Riki’s a hundred times stronger, faster, smarter—hell, do I even have to go on and on about how much better Riki is compared to you?

“Besides.” Rio grinned, leaning back. “You and I both know theirs no way we’ll ever get our hands on Riki…so, unless we don’t wanna go home empty handed we’ll need to bring Riki in on the job.” Rio knew very well V had seen him, and the mongrel hadn’t just picked this club out of mere coincidence. V wasn’t just a pretty face; the fucker had a brain and a mean right hook.

Chaz huffed. “And how the hell do you think you’ll distract Riki’s partner? The scary, cold eyed, bastard keeps a watchful eye on him twenty-four, seven, so getting near Riki is impossible.”

Rio smiled, and twirled his fingers around his long extensions that copied the rapid change of his hair from brown to pitch black. “You leave the distractions to me,” Rio said. “And once V gets back to the Elites palace, he’ll tell Riki that he found us, and soon Riki will come to us.”

His plan depended on Riki agreeing to his plan if Rio wanted to get into Eos to find his Elite target.

TBC….
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