Forever Caged | By : Savagehunger47 Category: +. to F > Ai no Kusabi Views: 44150 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Hi OooBubblesooO (*^^*) Happy you like the story so far. I normally try to update this fic once a week (Have no plans whatsoever of dropping this story.) However, I will be posting only one more chapter before taking a break to work on another project of mine. In which time I might be gone for about a month (hopefully only a month)
Hope you enjoy this next chapter!
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: 77 of ?
~~**Forever Caged**~~
“How much you wanna bet V will be walking funny tomorrow?” Fidget giggled as he watched V’s Blondie drag his violet haired friend off.
“What the hell happen to the both of you?” Riki asked.
“Fidget and I went flying down the tube express, and it was fun,” Niko chirped, grinning. “We hit a few dead ends—and our trip held us back a little—but I think we’ll do better tomorrow.”
Fidget nodded eagerly. “You can’t get mad at us for coming back late either, not when it looks like everyone—including you—missed the curfew.” Fidget looked behind his shoulder and frowned. He could see Keito, but, besides Lilly and his Blondie, Keito didn’t seem to be getting out of his car anytime soon.
“What do you think they’re talking about?” Niko muttered, knocking Fidget’s shoulder with his own, then pointing to where Marcus and Niko’s Blondie stood side by side in front of Riki’s scary Elite.
Fidget tapped his chin with his index finger. “Well, the way Marcus went on and on about how we did over a million bucks in damages to the tuck, the truck next to it, the merchandise—which was contaminated by our backstrokes, and the factory’s finishing tanks too—I’m thinking that…maybe they are talking about the weather?” Fidget snickered.
“So you didn’t find them or the location to the entrance?” Riki said.
“Sure I did! Well, I know where the entrance is if not the mongrels.” Fidget pushed a clump of dirt with his bare, oiled, big toe. “I just went into the wrong tank, is all.”
Niko snorted. “We didn’t find it, but we now know where it is and how to get to it.”
“No,” Riki said quietly.
Fidget and Niko’s slick and shiny, nearly nude bodies, with golden sweet smelling droplets falling from their hair, gathered around Riki when Riki motioned them closer.
“Change of plans, boss man?”
“A slight change,” Riki said so quietly Fidget had to lean even closer to hear.
“We will all meet up before going out tomorrow. I got something to say to you all, and I wanna hear what everyone has done.”
“Does anything you have to say explain why you got blood all over you?” Fidget asked, looking over his shoulder again and wondering why his twin wasn’t exiting the vehicle to come see him.
“Your twin is fine, if that’s what you’re concerned about,” Riki told him. “But I’m thinking that both he an Lilly are in deep shit since the Blondies were forced to go into Ceres—and into the war Sky started—to retrieve them.”
“Ah! That’s not fair! Why wasn’t I invited?!” Fidget loved fighting with his twin. There was nothing like feeling close to someone you love when you’re kicking someone’s ass that’s frozen in shock when they discover there were two of them.
“Because your brother failed to tell me he’d had history with one of the Ceres gang leaders,” Riki growled. “If I had known, I would have sent all of you together instead of just Lilly and Sky.”
“How do you know all of this?” Niko asked, shivering. “I saw you exit your car, and you haven’t talked to Sky yet.”
Fidget cooed at Riki when the mongrel’s expression darkened and black eyes glared at the tall, spooky, pale headed Blondie talking to Marcus. “Does that guy know everything?”
“Not everything.” Riki smirked. “But enough to seriously fuck up our plans if he gets whiff of what we really are going to do. So keep your traps shut about it, got it?”
Fidget grimly nodded, pursed his lips closed and drew a line above his lips with pinched fingers. “My lips are sealed.”
“Why would your lips be sealed?”
Fidget squealed. Spinning around, and hearing Riki, Marcus and Niko’s Blondie curse all at the same time when they were sprayed by lube, Fidget playfully glared at Marcus. “It is not nice to sneak up on someone.”
His Blondie raised a blond brow. “And those who have something to hide act defensively to try to cover up their guilt. What are you hiding, Keita?”
Fidget giggled. “Well, I was just telling Riki how I planned on jumpin’ ya the moment we got up to your room. After all, I’m slicked up and ready to party, so—“ Fidget’s laughter was muffled when Marcus covered his mouth, and Fidget delightfully gave Niko’s quiet Blondie the finger when he looked at him with distain.
Just as quickly as Fidget’s mouth was covered, so was it uncovered has Marcus’s glove soaked through with the sweet lube. “See,” Fidget smugly said. “That’s what you get for trying to censor me. I lubed you.”
“How much do you lube him?” Niko giggled.
Fidget made a move with his hands down between his legs only to have Marcus shove him towards the doors. Slipping through the entrance on the smooth, polished floor, Fidget grabbed the first person closest to him. Having been ushered inside right along side of him, Fidget latched onto Niko, only to have his grip side of his oily partner in crime, and the ended up knocking each other on the forehead.
“How quaint,” A voice sneered.
Rubbing his forehead, Fidget cocked his head at the two Blondies standing in the middle of the lobby. Fidget knew who one of the Blondie’s was. It started with a J… Jale? Jake…?
“Sir Jared, Sir Elliot. How pleasant it is to see you,” Marcus said in a bored tone.
Well, at least I got the J and a part in his name correct.
“Sir Gabriel, it amazes me how low you have stepped to take a Furniture as your pet. However,” Elliot sneered,” Considering the Furniture’s former master has also taken upon himself to disgracefully—“
“Wow, you really can talk big when the guy you’re talking smack to is nowhere around,” Fidget said cheerfully, but raging inside. Niko, his childhood buddy and now butterfly lube stroke rival, had slightly stepped away from him, and bowed his head to the other Blondie. Fidget did not like that at all, and to make matters perfect, the corner of Marcus’s pretty pink lips curved upward, telling Fidget he had free range to play.
“I beg your pardon?!” The Blondie glanced at Fidget with such shock, Fidget had to laugh. “You dare speak to me?”
“Well, I get the feeling no one wants, or likes, to speak to you, so shouldn’t you be happy?” Fidget said smiling cheekily.
“Marcus! Control your pet!” The Elite fumed.
Stepping closer to Niko, Fidget elbowed his old friend and grinned wickedly at Niko, wiggling his brows until Niko matched his grin, only then did Fidget respond to the Blondie. “Oh, Daddy controls his baby, alright. And me likes the way he disciplines me,” Fidget said, moaning lewdly as he rubbed his chill hardened oiled nipples.
Out of the corner of his eye, Fidget watched in admiration as Niko expertly faded away from him without the two new Blondie’s noticing, and snuck behind them.
“Disgusting!”
Fidget giggled at the stupid Blondie. “No, no, bleached blond, disgusting is what I plan on doing to my master with my mouth later on tonight.” Fidget looked up at Marcus as the insulting Blondie tried to hold back his sputter of outrage, and breathed a small sigh when Marcus did not seem pissed at what he said, because he did want to get laid tonight, and a reluctant bed partner was not what Fidget wanted.
“Such filth. Marcus, the manner of your pet is like that of Iason’s black haired mongrel.”
Fidget waited, and then frowned. “Is that all?” Fidget looked at the amused Blondie, Jared, and said, “Wow, even you gave better barbs then this stooge,” Fidget said, jerking his thumb at Jared, “They weren’t good—“ Fidget grinned evilly at the Blondie’s glare—“but they were better.”
Spying Niko stepping behind his Blondie, and at Niko’s nod, Fidget advanced forward until the Blondie retreated or be touched by his oily hands, but how to get him to…
“Sir Elliot,” Niko’s Blondie said stiffly. “His grace, Sir Iason Mink, is currently outside these doors. I would not be surprised he does not already know of the smearing remark you made against Riki. And as entertaining as watching you stutter your apologies to our leader when you are rained upon with his anger, I need to take Niko up before he catches a chill.”
Fidget jumped in, after Niko and his Elite left, using what Gabriel said to further poke at the Blondie. “Oh, yea. Sir Mink is not in a happy place too. I was just outside, and…” Fidget twirled a lubed lock and pretended to wince as a he strained the oil from his hair, and it landed with a loud plop on the floor. “I heard that there were a lot of problems that happened in town that he now has to deal with.”
“But! I’m sure he’ll be happy to see you.” Fidget grinned. “Everyone needs a punching bag to release anger, right Marcus?”
“Very true, and as much as I would love to continue this conversation, my gloves are filthy.” Fidget wiggled his fingers in farewell at the Blondies, and as Elliot sat down on the seating area behind him, Fidget covered his mouth as the Elite expelled a barely concealed expression of outrage when he said in the vast amount of lube Niko had soaked into the cushions.
“I bet he’s going to try and blame me for that. Even though he hadn’t taken his eyes off me from the get go.” Fidget giggled, but Fidget’s laughter died the moment the elevator doors opened and he and Marcus stepped inside.
Jumping into Marcus’s arms, Fidget kissed his blond deeply as he locked his ankles around Marcus’s waist. Fidget impatiently ripped open Marcus’s shirt so he could grope the warm, firm, flesh underneath.
Rough hands grasped and squeezed Fidget’s ass, and Fidget hissed in pain as Marcus turned and slammed him against the metal wall. Fidget held onto Marcus fearfully for the seconds that the elevator shook from the violence of Marcus’s action, but it also proved to excite Fidget further.
“Oh, daddy wants to play rough, huh?” Fidget said, rubbing against Marcus. “You know, my briefs are awfully tight—“ the sound of cloth ripping filled their small confines, and Fidget grunted in discomfort at the sting of the cloth biting into his hip before giving way to Marcus’s strength.
Fidget looked deeply into Marcus’s heated, spring green, eyes. “Well, well. My prude lover is getting adventurous.” Fidget trailed his hand down Marcus’s chest to cup the large, hard bulge between Marcus’s legs.
“How far are you willing to go?” Fidget teased, slowly unbuttoning Marcus’s slacks. “After all, we are still out in public.” Kissing Marcus’s chest, Fidget fondled Marcus’s hardened shaft. “If we get caught, you can always tell them you were taking my temperature.”
“You will be the death of me, Keita,” Marcus stated.
Fidget leaned up and bit Marcus’s earlobe before whispering, “But what a way to go, right?” Fidget reached behind him, and guided Marcus’s fingers to the entrance to his body. “Take it if you want it.”
“I have,” Marcus said with a secret little smile on his perfect face that made Fidget pause.
However, Fidget’s mind turned down more pleasurable roads as Marcus spread his cheeks and entered his already adequately lubricated hole with one clean thrust. Keening loudly, Fidget pinched Marcus’s nipple and locked his other arm around his Blondie’s neck, and latched his lips on Marcus’s throat, sucking on Marcus’s pale flesh as he pumped into him roughly.
With the Blondie’s amazing strength, Fidget didn’t have to worry about his weight and so he lifted his legs until his knees were resting under his underarms. At Marcus’s moan of approval, Fidget, panting kissed his way up Marcus’s chin to his lips. “Like my flexibility do you?” Fidget giggled breathlessly.
“It is more than your body that I like, Keita,” Marcus informed him just as out of breath as he.
Fidget didn’t respond. All he cared about was Marcus’s arms around him, his dick in him, and how warm he felt. Fidget cried out as Marcus pounded harder in him. The finesse normally present every time Marcus and he did it was gone. The strange skill a virgin shouldn’t have was also gone and it became a race to get across the finishing line.
And like always, Marcus shoved Fidget over the edge, and there was nothing gentle about it. Screaming out, Fidget bit Marcus on the shoulder as he ejaculated, the hotness of his semen coating his stomach and chest.
Fidget dug his nails into Marcus’s back as the Blondie sought to reach his own bliss. Panting, Fidget whispered dirty words of encouragement and lewdly moaned as he felt Marcus cum inside of him, filling him till he felt full enough to burst.
Holding onto Marcus as the Blondie shuddered in his arms, Fidget kissed Marcus on the neck and said, “Do you think I can see my brother tonight?”
Fidget yelped when Marcus slapped him on the ass in a not to playful way. Glaring at Marcus, Fidget rubbed his stinging posterior. “What was that for?!”
Fidget grunted as Marcus slipped out of him, and he was lifted and draped over Marcus’s shoulder like a bag of wheat.
“Hey! What are you so angry about?” Fidget was generally bewildered by the Blondie’s abrupt change of attitude.
“You dare bring up your brother while I was intimately joined with you?” Marcus growled at him.
The elevator doors opened and Marcus was well down the hall before Fidget could say anything. “But, I wanna see my brother, so what does it matter if you were in me or not?”
“Your attachment to your bother is not normal! You especially should not be thinking about him while with me!” Marcus stated angrily.
Fidget opened and closed his mouth a few times before deciding to just not say anything. What was the big deal? Why was he so angry at him? Hanging down Marcus’s back, Fidget rolled his eyes at Marcus’s strange hissy fit.
oOoOoOo
Niko nibbled on his lower lip as he peeked between his bangs to look up at Gabriel. For the first time Niko felt like the Blondie was truly angry at him, and it startled Niko at how much Gabriel’s silence bothered him.
Bowing his head, Niko slowed his pace until he walked behind Gabriel.
“Do not lag behind,” Gabriel ordered coldly, not turning to look at him.
Without a word, Niko quickened his pace to walk beside Gabriel again, and when Niko tried to open the door to Gabriel’s apartment, Niko’s lips trembled when Gabriel brushed him to the side and did it himself.
Inside, the apartment was dark and silent. Dex must have put the girls to bed and withdrew to his room…. Niko sadly thought to himself. He would have liked to have seen the female pets—even Dex would have been a good distraction from Gabriel’s uncomfortable silence.
“Go and clean yourself off.”
Niko jumped at how loud Gabriel’s voice sounded in the empty room. Nodding, Niko automatically made his way to Gabriel’s room, and straight into the bathroom.
Has he become disgusted with me? Did being out with Fidget finally don to Gabriel that I really am a mongrel? Gabriel had not even made one comment on the little trick he played on Sir Elliot downstairs.
Looking at his refection in the floor to ceiling mirror covering the eastern wall of the large bathroom, Niko’s face turned beet red with embarrassment at how his soaked underwear molded itself against him, clearly outlined his sleeping manhood.
Being with Fidget this whole time, and following after the way Fidget acted—carefree and comfortable with his appearance—Niko had been completely unaware of how scandalous he may have looked.
Pealing his soaked briefs down, Niko shivered, suddenly feeling how chilly the room felt after he removed the only piece of cloth warming his body. Quickly Niko turned on the shower, and waited until the water heated.
Despite the worrisome silence from Gabriel, Niko couldn’t help but feel light, and happy. “Being with Fidget was the best,” Niko whispered.
“Really?”
Turning in surprise, Niko gasped at Gabriel how stood at the closed doors of the bathroom. “When did you—“
“Just how much fun did you have?” Gabriel said in a light, nonchalant tone, but in a way that made Niko step backwards into the large shower stall away from the assumingly calm Blondie.
Hot water beat down upon Niko’s head. Quickly wiping his eyes, Niko gulped when the water stopped coming down and his vision cleared, and Gabriel’s chest was right in front of him.
Retreating even more, Niko was stopped by the cold, smooth, walls of the shower stall. Cornered, Niko—trembling—waited for Gabriel to speak. While never having had been mistreated by Sir Raoul, Niko had seen the damage an Elite could do if angered. Such occurrences were never spoken out loud, because to do so would say how human Elites were to be able to succumb to such lowly emotions.
Gabriel chuckled humorlessly. “Of all the times I had wished for you to silence your tongue, you only now do so?”
With his eyes locked on Gabriel’s chest, Niko stammered, “Y-you’re getting soaked, Sir Gabriel—“
“Sir Gabriel, am I? Such a short time has expired, and now I am back to being Sir Gabriel once again?”
What to do… Niko didn’t have experience in this area. Sir Raoul always excused himself if he were upset about something. “…What may I have done to warrant your displeasure…Gabriel?”
“I want to know what you’ve done with Marcus’s mongrel to have earned your words of affection,” Gabriel said tightly.
Niko glanced up, and was shocked at how closely Gabriel loomed over him, but was more shocked at the jealously he heard in Gabriel’s voice. “F-Fidget is my friend!” Niko said and a little ill just thinking about Fidget like that. The image of Fidget and him being intimate was so laughable that Niko did.
However, Niko’s laughter was cut off as Gabriel lifted his chin, and through the steam, Niko paled at Gabriel’s angry face. Water dripped from his Blondie’s eyelashes and streamed down his cheeks.
“I am glad you find my words humorous.”
“I—“ Niko grunted in pain when Gabriel shoved him against the wall, then gasped when he was lifted. “Wait!” Niko cried, suddenly very frightened at Gabriel’s aggressive movements, and when Niko heard the loud rip of cloth tearing and felt Gabriel hands spread his cheeks did Niko begin to struggle.
“Stop—“ Niko shouted out, and tears squeezed out of his tightly closed eyes when Gabriel entered him. Despite the vast amount of lube that covered his body, the sudden invasion of Gabriel’s large hardened member was too much. Pain racked through Niko’s body and he bit his fist to keep his whimpers to himself.
It took a while before Niko could think pass the pain, and realize Gabriel had not moved an inch within him. Hot water pounded all around them, and wet locks of blond hair screened Gabriel’s face from his sight.
“Forgive me…” Niko could hardly hear Gabriel, and even thought his mind was playing tricks on him until Gabriel repeated his words.
“Forgive me, Niko….”
Niko gasped as Gabriel sank all the way into him. Moaning—more in pain than in pleasure—Niko pushed against Gabriel’s shoulders. His hands easily captured were held above his head.
Kisses tailed up Niko’s neck, and—despite the pain—Niko shivered with desire as Gabriel kissed him behind his ear.
“I held no fear while you were away. I did not think about anything other than the trouble you would get into way from Eos,” whispered Gabriel. “The fire in at the factory gave me a laugh, and Marcus’s reaction was beyond priceless…”
Niko whimpered as Gabriel withdrew and slowly sank back into him.
“The metal from the truck’s tank disrupted the tracker in your bracelet, but I was not overly concerned.”
Niko could not look away as Gabriel tilled his head back, the water washing his hair back and off of his face. Then Niko froze as those teal colored eyes captured him with such heat he felt they burned a path straight into his soul.
“Then the sun set, and you did not return, a startling revelation occurred to me; you had no reason to say. If you wanted, you could run and I would be too far from you to stop it from happening, and with the faulty tracker, you could succeed.”
Niko vigorously shook his head. “I wouldn’t— Mmm!“ Niko strained against the hold Gabriel had on his wrists as the Blondie thrust roughly up into him.
“Then when we found you,” Gabriel panted, “and you were unharmed—laughing joyously… I became overcome with such rage that I could barely move! The craving to have you under me—“ Niko cried out as Gabriel demonstrated by once again moving in him aggressively—“I had accomplished. “The need to own you and have you sleeping by my side, I fought for and won the rights from Raoul.”
Niko hiss as Gabriel bit him on the shoulder.
“I own you, and yet you were beyond my reach as you stood with that other mongrel… You looked at him with affection. You gave him something you have not given me!”
“Fidget is just a friend,” rasped Niko.
“And I am your lover—“
Niko blinked up at Gabriel in surprise and was met with the same surprised look. “What?”
Gabriel was silent, teal eyes appeared confused before clarity seemed to enter those beautiful depths, and Gabriel looked down at him with tenderness.
“I’m your lover,” Gabriel said gently, gathering him tightly into his arms. “I wake up at night just to watch you sleep—disturbed from my slumber with the thought of you next to me being nothing but an illusion.”
Niko’s eyes rolled back as Gabriel rocked his hips. The pain long forgotten as only pleasure emerged from the Blondie’s movements.
“You bring out a feeling within me that I have yet to name, but it is something I do not believe I can now survive without.”
His wrists released, gasping, Niko dug his heels into Gabriel’s back and shoved Gabriel’s ripped shirt from his shoulders. “You talk too much, Gabriel,” Niko whispered as he tried to touch as much of Gabriel’s body as he could. “Why don’t you do something else with your mouth then talk?”
Gabriel chuckled. “Aye, I believe I will.”
Niko whispered a prayer of thanks as Gabriel’s lips descended and covered his. If Gabriel had continued with his confession, Niko didn’t know what he might have done. He was afraid he might have also told the Blondie that he also liked him…maybe even loved him, and to do so would have been the worse mistake of his life, or at least right now it would be.
Moaning, Niko wrapped his arms around Gabriel’s neck as he was pressed harder against the wall and Gabriel’s movements become faster. If he told Gabriel he felt the same as he, then there would be no stopping the Blondie. Niko had already known from the moment Gabriel took his body that there would be no escape, but confessing his feelings?
His head pulled back, Niko tried not to look Gabriel in the eyes, but damn if the Blondie refused to let him.
“Tell me, Niko,” Gabriel rasped. “Tell me.”
“I—I want you,” Niko answered, refusing to give Gabriel what he wanted. Only, the reaction Niko thought Gabriel would have to his rejection wasn’t what he got. Gabriel, his high cheekbones flushed from more than the heat, and steam from the shower, his perfect lips parted and puffs of hot breath fanned Niko’s face, wasn’t angry. But the smugness of Gabriel’s manner flabbergasted Niko.
“Yes,” Gabriel purred. “Yes, you do. And I’ll be sure that you’ll tell me over and over again before the night is done.”
Niko moaned as one of Gabriel’s hands released the globe of his ass and grabbed a hold of his erection, stroking the tip of his head.
“All night long…”
TBC….
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