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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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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: 94 of ?
~~**Forever Caged**~~

Inside the examination room, Niko stared at Gabriel as he spoke in hush tones to the Ruby Elite doctor just outside the door. Gabriel’s female pets, Mimi and Lili—who sat demurely outside—mouthed the conversation between the Elites, informing Niko what they were saying.
“Unusual. Just between the two of us, Sir Gabriel. Sir Iason, and five other high ranking Blondies privately admitted their pets a week ago, due to the same phantom pain your male pet experienced.”
They had? Niko grumbled under his breath when Gabriel moved, blocking his view of Mimi who mouthed the doctor’s words to him. Switching, Niko looked over to Lili.
“So that is what they told you…”
What had he missed?! Frustrated, from his perch on the thin mattress exam table, Niko leaned to the side trying to look around Gabriel to see Mimi. But the female’s lips moved with such speed Niko couldn’t make out her words.
Niko strained his eyes. Staring so intently at the girl’s lips that he didn’t notice Gabriel looking in his direction, or the Blondie’s eyes narrowing as he looked from him, to the girls, then back at him.
“Niko!”
Squealing in fright, Niko fell off the exam table. Catching himself before he landed face first, Niko groaned. Laying there on the cold white floor, Niko felt a breeze against his bare ass as his hospital gown parted in the back.
A shadow fell over him. Looking at his reflection in Gabriel’s polished shoes; Niko looked around the Blondie’s legs to the girls. The female pets mouthed the word sorry. Niko smiled to let them know he wasn’t mad at them. However, he’d be sure to teach them the art of informing him sooner of his impending doom, and in a much slower pace than the rapid fire silent shouts they had sent his way.
“Niko.”
“Yes, Sir Lazen?” Niko mumbled from the floor.
“Get up,” the Blondie ordered.
In normal situations, Niko would have openly defied Gabriel. But, with the Ruby looking on, Niko didn’t dare. It was one thing to yell at the Blondie in the apartment, but suicidal to do so in front of another Elite.
Standing, Niko dusted off and held the back of his gown closed. Head bowed, Niko shivered as Gabriel bent at the waist, and whispered harshly in his ear. “When we get home, you and I will have a long talk about the “lessons” you insisted I allow you to teach the girls.”
Niko peeked though his lashes and noted that the Ruby Elite had wandered off. Lifting his head, Niko glared at the Blondie. “Teaching the girls something other than being a pet is a great thing! You don’t take them to shows, or use them to perform any longer. With my guidance, they can be an asset.”
Because when a pet became boring or unwanted, they were disposed of… Niko didn’t want that fate for his girls…
Looking at the girls in question, Niko smiled and gave them another smile. Mimi and Lili returned his smile before their beautiful faces were wiped clean of expression. Their pretty eyes dulling until they looked like the perfect sex dolls they had been purchased to be.
Niko looked up at the Blondie, and, yes, just as he suspected, Gabriel had turned to look at the female pets. Niko had been a furniture long enough to know Elites did not like intelligence in their play things. Niko frowned. Well, normal Elites did not like smart pets.
Pets who knew how to think were considered bad investments, which was why all the human toys in Eos were illiterate fools. However, Niko grudgingly could understand why. Pets had free range to do whatever they wanted in an Elite’s home. They lived and breathed in power. Dinned and laughed with other high ranking men in Amoi, just by sitting at the feet of their masters, pair that with an intellect, there could be no telling what they could accomplish.
Especially since Riki came to Eos…
“Yes. I’m sure they can be,” Gabriel said, with a suspicious tone of confidence. The Blondie stepped fully into the room and closed the door. “And as long as they do as I’ve instructed of them, you can continue to train them to do any trick you want.”
“Do as you’ve instructed…” Niko narrowed his eyes at the laughing teal gaze shining down at him. “What did you tell them to do?”
Gabriel backed him to the corner of the room, trapping him. “As you’ve stated, I do not utilize the girls’ skills as pets. However, because of your continued association with Riki, and the mongrels, and Iason Mink’s insistence of your presence outside Eos, it has opened my eyes in educating them as well.”
Niko gulped. “What does Riki have to do with them?”
Pearly white teeth flashed. “Your job is right now is to continue your physical examinations with doctor Ozent to make sure you are a hundred percent better, and that you can lay your worries to rest about the girls. They are now a permanent fixture in our lives.”
Releasing his gown, Niko hissed as his bare ass touched the icy wall. Pushing against Gabriel’s chest, he tired will all his strength to put some distance between the Blondie and his body.
Strong hands reached around him, grabbed his ass and squeezed. Niko soon found himself lifted so that he was eye to eye with Gabriel. “You’re seriously not thinking o-of doing that here, are you?” Niko hissed, filling the thickness of the Blondie’s arousal against his belly.
“I gave Sir Ozent strict instructions not to return. And before your little spies could repeat my order to them to you, I gave the girls a command to guard the door from any orderlies entering.”
Niko moaned as Gabriel kissed him. He had to admit that he like the roughness of the Blondie’s touch. Fifty percent of the time he hated Gabriel’s suffocating hold, and the other fifty he loved it. Made him feel cherished, and wanted. Something someone like him never thought he’d never receive, considering the life chosen for him. After falling to the floor in pain, Niko had seen how panicked and shaken Gabriel had become, it had made him admit to the deep affection he had for the Elite.
The love kind of affection.
Not that he’d tell the Blondie that. He wasn’t stupid. Gabriel would be unbearable to live with if he told him of his feelings.
Tearing away from Gabriel’s lips, Niko panted, “Does this mean I can leave with Riki the next time he goes out?”
“The doctor has brought to light an incident that may be related to your hospitalization,” Gabriel said. “Until further notice, you will stay within the safety of Eos.”
“Safe?” Niko asked, his hands inching their way around Gabriel’s neck. “Does that include being safe from your assaults?”
“Safer than I would be, should you be the one serving me dinner tonight.” Gabriel chuckled.
Niko grinned, and convinced himself that kissing his Blondie without being coerced did not mean anything. “We really aren’t going to do it here, right?” Niko asked, placing a sweet, soft, kiss on Gabriel’s lips.
Gabriel pulled back and looked at Niko in such a way that the ex-Furniture began to shift uncomfortably in the Elite’s arms. “What’s wrong?” he asked, confused by Gabriel’s intense stare.
A slow smug smile stretched across Gabriel’s perfect lips. “Nothing,” Gabriel said. “I just realized I had something very important to say to Raoul.”
“Why,” Niko asked, suspicious of Gabriel’s sudden happy mood. “You never have anything important—“or nice!—“to say to Sir Am.” The Blondies getting together never ended well, and the only thing a visitation between the two accomplished was a higher level of the Elites plan to end each others lives.
“What I need to impart to the distinguished, Sir Am, is nothing but good news.” Gabriel smiled, gathering Niko in his arms.
“For whom?” Niko asked, narrowing his eyes.
Gabriel kissed his neck and lifted him up. “Nothing you need to worry about.”
Any questions Niko might have thought to ask disintegrated when Gabriel pulled his gown off his shoulders, and kissed a path from his neck to his chest. “We’ll talk about this later.”
Niko could feel Gabriel’s lips smiling against his chest, but he didn’t care anymore. The only thing that mattered was pounding of his heart, Gabriel and his erection rubbing between their bodies, and the urgency to have the Blondie between his thighs.
“I hate you,” Niko gasped.
“Mmm,” Gabriel laughingly said, “I am sure you do.”
OoOoOoO
“You fucking tramp stamped me…” Standing nude in the middle of the room, V glared over his shoulder at the sparkling artsy markings on his lower back. “I’ve been branded like fuckin’ cattle! You implanted another microchip in me, and you put a damn pet ring on my finger. Why the hell did you tattoo me as well?!”
He’d been taken to the Ruby Elite doctor in the morning for a check-up, and because of his aggression while locked in the hospital for the freak pain he—and all his friends—experienced, he’d been sedated.
Because of the fucking incident, the Blondie kept taking him to see specialists to make sure nothing was wrong with him. And while his lights had been out, Orphe had taken ink to his fucking ass!
The naked Blondie lounging on rumpled sheets chuckled. “Once is never enough for you, Violet. Now that you know removing the chip in your hip is possible, I needed other means to track you. The ring is but a decoy—a working decoy, should you think otherwise—in case another situation arises, and you are captured by tyrants.”
“’I needed other means to track you’,” V childishly mimicked. “I get the twice over, I do, but what the fuck?!” V pointed to his back. “Seriously! What. The. Fuck!”
“Luminsum,” Orphe said, “is attractive to the eye, but a rather useless mineral. However, it reacts rather interestingly when scanned by security systems, even of the lowest quality detection machines. Should you somehow venture to a place I cannot reach you, the symbol and alarm caused by the Luminsum will prompt those in charge to contact me immediately.”
V felt like pulling his hair out. “And what happens if some prick decides to cut this glittery shit off my back to make a quick buck? Did you think about that?!”
Orphe sighed. “The possibility is rather doubtful. Only a fool would cut your flesh. Pleasing to the eye it may be, but worth less than the blade used to remove it from your body. To have such a mark, you would be more than likely held for ransom.”
V choked the air in front of him, wishing the empty space between his hands was Orphe’s neck. “Do you know how many stupid people are out in the universe? Zillions! And if it’s one thing I know, you don’t fuck with stupid people in large groups! And they almost always travel in packs!”
Orphe stood, and V cursed under his breath when he immediately took a step back.
“There would be no reason for you to worry about such an occurrence. My initials within the signet will inform those who may have you, to whom you belong to.”
“Y-you tattooed your name above my ass?!” V sputtered. Angered, he took a swing at Orphe’s smug face, and growled when his fist was easily captured and he was yanked into the Blondie’s arms.
Amused, Orphe asked, “Why must you be so difficult?”
Arms trapped, his body pressed tightly against Orphe’s without hope of breaking free, V did the only thing he could. He bit the fucker. But, V’s satisfaction in scoring a hit on Orphe was short lived when the Blondie gasped with pleasure, and fingers snaked between his ass checks, entering him.
His teeth released the flesh above Orphe’s collarbone. The Blondie’s hard cock pressed insistently against his stomach. Moaning, V’s nails dug into Orphe’s hips.
“You cry in outrage,” Orphe huskily whispered, “and yet, you proceed to mark—brand me—as I have you.”
Breath hissed from between V’s clenched teeth as Orphe’s fingers moved in and out of him. A muscular leg pressed between his tights, forcing him to hold onto the Blondie or risk falling.
“You fight me with very step,” continued Orphe, “and yet I know you delight in being my possession.”
“I am not your possession,” V rasped, trying hard not to moan as Orphe’s skilled fingers caressed the tender nub within him.
“That is where you are wrong,” the Blondie whispered. “You are mine, and nothing can take you away from me.”
His head yanked back, V growled as Orphe’s head lowered. The force of the Blondie’s kiss was punishing, painful. Orphe’s hand released the fist full of his hair, only to wrap around the nape of his neck to hold him still.
“Tell me you are mine, and I will give you everything you’ve ever dreamed of,” Orphe whispered against his lips.
V’s hands moved to grip the Blondie’s shoulders. “You are mine,” he rasped, just as Orphe told him to.
“Yes,” Orphe replied, “I am. Now tell me that you are mine was well.”
“You are mine as well,” V repeated, as instructed. He knew what the Blondie wanted, and despite the mind-blowing skills Orphe unleashed upon his body, he’d been trained very well in how to protect himself from such tricks. Orphe could fuck him all he wanted, but wouldn’t get anything entrapping admissions from him.
“Maddening creature,” the Blondie growled, and in his mind V exhaled with relief when the Elite did not press him further. Sure, he had confidence he could keep his mind clear—semi clear—when Orphe whispered seductively in his ear, or had him bent over, fucking the life out of him while demanding he give him his soul.
But his resolve had begun to weaken…
He’d never been with anyone as long as the Blondie—not that he had a choice in breaking up their fucked up relationship. He had learned his lesson well and true in his youth to never trust a lover. Yet, with each gentle caress of Orphe’s fingertips against his cheek, and every tender glance, V dangerously began to wonder what would happen if he gave Orphe the answer he wanted.
Would the Blondie be true to his claims of deep affection? Or would Orphe betray him like his other lovers had. Did he dare take the chance…?
Licking his lips, V reached behind him and guided Orphe’s fingers to thrust deeper within him. Sinking his hand in the wealth of his Blondie’s long hair, V ravished the Elite’s mouth leaving them both gasping for air.
“If I give you a taste of what you want to hear, what will you give me?” V asked.
“My answer would depend on what you are willing to offer,” Orphe replied, walking V backwards until his back pressed against the wall, and coaxed him to wrap his legs around the Blondie’s waist.
Thinking proved to be difficult as Orphe removed his delightfully talented fingers, but replaced them with something harder, thicker, and oh so welcoming.
“I-I’ll acknowledge you in front of my boys as being my man.” V moaned, and bit is lip as Orphe swirled his hips. “But only if you give me free range to roam Eos. No restrictions.”
“You will also do so to all we come in contact with,” Orphe countered, the Elite’s hot breath against V’s neck sent shivers down his spine.
V’s hand slapped against the wall above his head, desperate to find something to hold onto as Orphe thrust repeatedly into him. It took a while before V had enough working brain cells to speak. “I’ll tell the gang and the bunch of overlords who house them, but that’s it.”
He held his breath when Orphe went still, fearing what he might do or say if the Blondie left him at that moment. The moment he cracked and tried to cut a deal with the Elite, V lost the full force of his ability to deny the superhuman man between his thighs.
“We have an agreement.”
However, when the Blondie lifted his head from the nook of his neck, V did not feel a surge of satisfaction like he thought he would for winning. The gleam in Orphe’s silver-gray eyes shook V to the core, making him feel as if he had unwittingly sold his soul to the devil.
TBC…
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