Chapter 1

Oh, it will be worth it. Schuldig answered for him. Ken winced, remembering that Schuldig had the
power to read minds.

That’s my power, don’t wear it out. Schuldig smirked, throwing him onto the floor. Things were not looking for
the better. They made sure that Ken was unprotected and in pain for this
special occasion.

“Well, well, well.” Crawford sneered at Ken.
“If it isn’t a member of Weiss…”

“Go to hell, Crawford!” Ken spat back. He
wiped his mouth. “What do you want with me anyway?”

“Temper, temper. We’ll have to change that,
won’t we?” Then he nodded towards
Schuldig. “Thank you very much. You are free to go, Schuldig. I have something special
planned for our little Weiss friend here.”
Ken glared at him and tried to look genuinely angry. Even when he was
acting, Crawford still sounded serious and dangerous. Or maybe he wasn’t acting
to begin.

“Oh, can I watch?!” Schuldig sat down on the
chair by the door. “Please? I can taunt him mentally while you perform the
physical torture.”

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Ken shot a glare at Schuldig’s direction.
This was supposed to be his night with Brad. He only agreed to this
capture so that he could spend the night with Brad by himself. He wanted as
much time as he could get. Weiss would come for him eventually so he wanted to
be fast. If Schuldig could hear his thoughts now, he’d know what was going on
for real. But amazingly enough, he didn’t make any notice of it. Instead, he
was still talking.

“Just this once, Brad? I swear I will be
quiet through the whole thing. As I said, it will only be mental torture and
I’ll_”

He was silenced by a glare from the precog.
“You are free to go, Schuldig.” He repeated. Then Crawford smiled at his
‘victim’. “I prefer torturing people alone.”

Schuldig rolled his eyes, got up from his
chair, and closed the door behind him. “As you wish, Fuhrer.”

The moment he left, Ken let out a deep
breath. Brad locked the door to make sure that there would be no more
interruptions. Everything was perfect now. The plan had gone well. And so far,
no one was aware of the secret relationship between Hidaka Ken and Brad
Crawford. They had been keeping it hidden from everyone in Weiss and Schwarz.
For a long time, they were keeping in touch with each other but tonight was the
first time they would actually get to make love. All the other times had been
foiled by their busy schedules and other missions. So when Crawford suggested a
scheme of having Ken kidnapped by Schwarz, he felt a little iffy.

“It won’t work.” He told Crawford the last
time he got in contact with him. “They’ll catch onto us eventually.”

Crawford, however, was more confident. “It will
work. I have it all figured out. I’ll tell the others to kidnap you after
they beat you in a fight. Let them beat you. It will be better that
way.”

“Why can’t I kidnap you?”

Crawford smirked. “Then people would get
suspicious about us. Just trust me. For once.”

So Ken did trust him and Crawford gave him
more instructions. The next mission they had, Schwarz showed up. And, as they
had planned, Ken was beaten by Schuldig and Farfarello. Of course, they also
beat him senseless during the fight. Then, as if they were planning to get back
at Weiss, Schwarz kidnapped him and took him away for torture. By luck, they
took him to where Crawford was waiting. And this was where everything would
start. Ken looked around warily to be absolutely certain there was no else
watching them, even from afar.

“Are we alone now?” He asked. Everything
looked good to him.

"We're alone now." Brad Crawford
turned around and gave him a nod. His glasses gleamed despite how dim the
lights were in that empty room. Ken glared at him but he didn't take any
notice. "I apologize for the thrashing Schuldig and Farfarello gave you
earlier but I suppose there was no other way. I had to get you her somehow.
Aren't you glad I let you get captured?"

"I didn't ask to be beaten up too." Ken snapped. "I thought you
said I would come out of this unharmed."

Crawford smirked. "Rule number one, my dear Siberian. Never trust a member
of Schwarz. Rule number two, if you trust Schwarz, you are bound to get hurt in
one way or another. And rule number three, beating is half the fun of a
romantic night. Don’t you agree? I can heal your wounds through sex."

"Like I couldn't have figured that out by myself." Ken said bitterly.
A trickle of blood was drooling down his chin. "What if Farfarello chose
to make mince meat out of me, huh? There would be no fucking for you
tonight."

Brad's smile dropped. He didn't like it when anyone, least of all his lover, to
talk about 'what could have been'. Ken was alive after all. And he would be
alive for the next couple of years especially if their relationship lasted for
a long time. He didn't need to look into the future to know that.

"You're here. Let's leave it at that." He said, beginning to undress.
He threw his pants into the closet and started to crawl up on the bed,
completely naked and unashamed. "Now let's get this over with. Your
friends will come for you soon, right? Let’s start now."

Ken had to hold his breath when he saw his
boyfriend. This wasn’t fir first time seeing Crawford naked but it was an
amazing discovery nonetheless. Brad was a beautiful man in clothes. But out of
them, he made Gackt look like a toad that no princess would kiss (1). Gackt was
indeed a beautiful person but his beauty faded compared to Brad Crrd’srd’s. His
body was tight, his package was nicely rounded, and his features were
prominent. No wonder he was chosen to lead Schwarz. With a body that resembled
a marble sculpture, he could do whatever he wanted.

“You_” Ken was at a loss for words. All he
could see was Brad. All he wanted was Brad’s arms, legs, chest, face, rear, and
cock, especially the cock. It was mighty and strong and it stood out more than
any other body part. Ken wanted to wrap his hands around it and squeeze it
hard. He wanted to know just how much cum was inside a large, heavy penis like
the one Crawford had. It would probably squirt all over him and he’d have to
lick it off later. No matter.

“You should get undressed.” Crawford was
saying. He actually was saying a lot more but Ken had blanked him out ever
since he saw Brad’s beautiful birthday suit. Now all he could hear was
fragments of the speech. “If you want…Seeing that we have all night and…No one
will bother…Are you sure that…I’m feeling cold and my nipples…”

His nipples had turned hard like drawer
knobs. Ken was shifting his gaze from the (now) raised penis to the hardened
nipples. His fingers were twitching and bending as he sat on the bed, still
fully clothed. He began drumming his hands on the mattress to hold in
temptation.

I want to grab him. Oh god, I want to grab
all of him!

“And Schuldig won’t be…”

That body…I’m feeling really hungry for that body. Ken licked his lips and watched
Crawford pace around the room.

“Farfarello is being punished…Nagi has
homework and…”

 This isn’t right. This isn’t right
at all! I’m not supposed to be drooling over how hot Brad Crawford is! But
he’s…he’s walking around naked in front of me!

“…And I still have the licorice. You didn’t
forget that, did you? I bought two kinds…”

The licorice! Of course! That did it. Unaware of his own actions, Ken leaped to his feet and tried
to tackle Crawford. However, Crawford had predicted this was going to happen so
he moved out of the way in time. Ken ended up running into the wall and wasn’t
given a chance to shake off the dizzyness. Brad had pulled him back up on his
feet and was sending him towards the bed. Still dazed, Ken obdiently backed up.

"Bad kittie! Bad! You’re moving much too
fast for both of us!" Crawford scolded as he pushed Ken onto the bed. He
then started to unzip his lover's pants with his teeth. Ken looked a little
embarassed by Crawford's dominance in this affair. By now, he knew what was
happening and his mind had cleared up.

"Brad? I can take my pants off by myself." He said. “Really. You don’t
have to do it for me.”

Crawford didn't hear him. Instead, he began making funny noise as he dragged
the zipper down. He accidentally managed to bite Ken's penis but not hard
enough to hurt. Besides, Ken was still wearing his underwear. What was he going
to feel if his underwear was over his cock?

"You're being bad." Ken muttered as Crawford finished. He even took
off the pants and underwear for him. Soon, it was both of them naked in the
bed. "You can't wait at all."

"You're right. I can't." Crawford grinned and he took off his
glasses. Even without them, his eyes were giving off a strange and seductive
glow. "But can you blame me? Here you are, thanks to Schuldig, and here I
am, thanks to being bored senseless. I’ve been bored for too many nights. I
needed something to do. I needed you. Let's put two and two together, Siberian.
What do you get?"

"I know the answer." Ken grinned. Before Crawford could speak, he was
tackled and knocked onto the mattress. Ken began to tease his boyfriend's
nipples underneath that expensive s he he wore, which made him smile.
Whispering, he added. "It means I get to be on top."

"In the next millenium." Now it was Crawford's turn to push Ken back
down. "Believe me, I can see the future. And I don't see yn ton top of me
anytime soon."

"Your powers are rusty." Ken kissed him, letting his tongue run far
and deep in Crawford's mouth. Thinking, he added. Considering the fact that
you can't predict what I'm about to do next.

As if he could read minds as well, Crawford replied. "Oh yes, I can. I
know your every move."

Ken grinned wickedly. "Then stop me!"

That's when he wrapped his arms and legs around Crawford, pushed him back on
the bottom, and waited till Brad's legs went up. This was something that Brad
did during sex according to Schuldig. He had been talking to Ken mentally about
this while he was dragging him back to Schwarz headquarters. Apparently,
Schuldig and Brad had sex a few times and the legs moving up was something that
happened all the time. Ken was no precog like Brad but he could predict a few
things. This was one of them.

Finally, the legs went up. When they did, Ken moved back slowly like a snake
and, moaning as he went through this procedure, carefully inserted his cock
inside Crawford's ass.

TBC…

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(1) Gackt is
aentlently the greatest J-pop in history and one of the hottest too.

The whole talk about the title and the licorice will come
later. I know this chapter is short but hey, it’s the beginning. I promise to
get more filthy and naughty later on. That’s what you’re reading this for,
right?

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