Addictive Obsession ~ Chapter Four
Authors: aroruae & fighter_of_moon
Pairing: Akame, slight Kokame & Jinda
Genre: Smut, AU, drama, tragedy
Warnings: use of drugs, whoring, slaving, insanity, bad language, incest and a lot more to come xD You've been warned, so don't read if you don't want to see them in a lot of pain *evil laugh*
Disclaimer: They don't belong to us, but we're in the process of making it true!! The proof is Jin's twitter~
Summary: Kazuya’s addiction becomes Jin’s obsession. They came to need each other to the extend of wanting to kill.
First Scent ~ Strawberry
Second Scent ~ Poison
Third Scent ~ Musk
Chapter Four
Fourth Scent ~ Extasy
Life changes.
Sometimes this is a blissful thing because people need changes and some things can make us stronger and more anxious and impatient to meet life and greet her like the lady she is. Nothing stays the same, not even our bodies and even if sometimes we look into the mirror and see a totally different person from the one who was standing in the same spot, ten years ago, we know that it’s still us. That it’s still our soul and personality and feelings that face that broken mirror, even if our appearance has changed over the years. And we found ourselves smiling because we like it and we feel more adventurous, more willing to live life to the fullest.
But sometimes the changes are cruel. Sometimes, the lady of life or the gentleman of destiny decides that we need a harsh blow to make us realize the importance of life and how wonderful it is to enjoy it because we may not have another chance. We fall and we fall and we get to that point where we don’t know anything else than to fall even more. It’s painful. It’s lonely. We can’t take it anymore. And then the desire of living fills us with its glamour and excitement and we open our eyes to find… a new life. Or maybe a broken one, just like the mirror facing us.
It’s all up to us if we can assemble the broken pieces to build our life from the start.
It’s been two days since his encounter with Jin. And it all seemed like a nightmare, like nothing had happened and he hasn’t got himself tangled up into such a messed-up situation. But he was realistic enough to realize that it was th e one being delusional, hoping that it had been just a nightmare. Kazuya was aware that Jin would be waiting for him, would be somewhere around him, just like a hunter lurching in the dark for its prey. He felt violated, he felt invaded and he was angry with himself. Always managing to get rid of such pestering persons, this time he had failed with grace, not only compromising his life but his friends’ too. This was insane, really!
He brushed his hands over his face, worry written all over it. He was unaware of the noise surrounding him, of the people’s chattering, he was just lost in his thoughts of the man who had managed to make him submit like a puppet. He sighed and that’s when one of his friends noticed that he wasn’t as chatty as always.
“Hey. You OK?” Maru asked, drawing everyone’s attention upon him.
Kazuya lifted his eyes to meet the worried ones of his friends. He smiled vaguely and shook his head negatively. Obviously no one believed him.
“You know, we can tell when you’re lying.” Ueda interfered, a frown between his eyebrows.
“I’m tired, guys, that’s all.” He finally said, trying to reassure them. “I just had a rough night.”
“When do you not have one?” Koki blurted out, immediately reprimanded by Kazuya’s glare.
“When I do not study.” He simply answered a lie no one could see through because after all Kazuya had top grades and they knew that such thing doesn’t come flying. It was supposed some effort.
Koki made a sound like clicking tongue and turned his head, not wanting to look at his friend. Probably from all four of them, he knew best of Kazuya. And that because he had seen him one night.
<< After a drinking party, Koki wasn’t drunk enough to not recognize the person that exited the back door of the club he had just been in. Not wanting to make a mistake, he simply followed the man, narrowing his eyes when he saw another man handing him something. If that has been what he thought it was, then sure it wasn’t the same person he believed he saw. But still he didn’t stop following him. That’s when he saw yet another man approaching him and from the way he staggered, it was definitely clear that he was drunk. He clung onto the person he was watching, holding him in his arms and from what Koki could tell the man tried to… kiss the other one! The punch he received for this boldness made Koki sigh in relief, though doubt was already seeping in his heart. The man standing on the ground looked up to the beautiful face and shook his head, apparently sobbing. They were definitely talking about something, but Koki couldn’t hear what they were saying. It seemed like a quarrel though, one that you’d see between two persons who had something to do with each other. Soon the man left, leaving the other one behind who retreated to some dark place. This time Koki didn’t hesitate anymore. He walked quickly after him and what he saw shocked him the most.
“Kazuya…”
The name startled him and he looked up to Koki, the white and fine powder spread in his palm. Kazuya knew he was busted. >>
Neither of them had forgotten that night and though Koki had tried to make him stop, Kazuya would not listen. He began to stray away from him and this made Koki promise that he won’t say anything anymore about this, although there were times when he couldn’t stop himself from accusing the boy. But these were permitted and he had only gained glares and cold words from Kazuya until now. He was still in the safe zone so he could afford being like this.
“Oh! I just remembered!” Kazuya suddenly said and rose from the table. “I had an appointment with Kawada-sensei, gotta go!” he added, bowing a little to his friends before rushing from them.
No one said anything and shrugged a little before returning to their discussion. Koki was the only one to watch Kazuya exiting the dinning hall, worry and distrust written over his face. He sensed that his friend wasn’t telling them everything, but, alas, when had he done that?
*
Two days.
Maybe for some of us, two days wouldn’t mean anything, but for Jin it meant everything. Two days have passed since he last saw his little toy. Two days have passed since the last time he could touch his skin, kiss him madly and hear his voice. It was somehow addicting, even if Jin still didn’t know what exactly was. Maybe his strawberry smell, maybe his brown eyes that always looked so warily around him or maybe his little games that let him feel he is in control.
He chuckled, thinking at how innocent Kazuya could be. Jin knew that he had the impression that Kazuya is in control and he let him think that, entertaining him for the moment. It wasn’t the perfect moment to reveal his power over his new slave. For now, Jin was satisfied to play the boy’s game and let him believe that everything can go as Kazuya wishes. He’ll have time to find out how badly he is mistaken.
Two days but for Jin it felt like an eternity had passed. He had been busy with work and he hadn’t been able to get rid of his assignments or to have at least five minutes for himself. Even now, he was stuck with one of his so-called friends who was currently nagging him about some deal. Jin couldn’t care less. He didn’t want to be here, he wanted to see Kazuya. He wanted to know how he’s doing for himself and not only from the reports that he constantly gets from his lackeys. He wanted to feel his skin on his body, not only to dream of it at night and wake up with an arousal. To bury himself deep into that tiny hole and to lose his mind for that second that he’ll be connected with Kazuya. To kiss him hard until he lets him incapable of breathing, to suck and lick his ear and maybe sometimes to whisper things on a low voice, filled of his need of release.
“Bakanishi, are you listening?!”
The annoyed voice of his friend woke him up from his fantasy. He gulped, realizing that he was getting hard only at the memory of Kazuya, and diverted his gaze from the other one. “Not really.” he managed to reply, receiving a tired sigh instead.
“Pay attention, it’s important for you to know this stuff. There’s this new buyer and we could make a lot of money out of him. We just need to… Hey!” the brunette exclaimed when he realized that Jin still isn’t listening and he had now sat up with a determined look on his face.
“You take care of it, I’m busy.” was the only thing he said before grabbing his coat to head outside.
“Are you serious? Have you lost your mind?” his friend came after Jin, watching him perplexed.
Jin rolled his eyes. He couldn’t understand Jin, no one could understand the burning desire in his limbs to see Kazuya and to keep him close. Two days were more than enough and he got tired of waiting. If Kazuya wasn’t going to come to him, then he’ll take the matter into his own hands.
“Ryo, there are better things to do than this.” he answered with a smile and closed the door as he made his way out.
He got out from the building whistling and humming a song that he didn’t know, almost dancing all the way to Kazuya’s school. He stopped in front of the big gates and thought for a moment. How the hell will he find Kazuya?! He was sure the boy was still at school, at least that’s what his schedule said. He sighed and decided to check the library, knowing that it’s a place where Kazuya spends most of his time. He bowed in front of a few people, asking for directions until he found it. He looked at his right and left, smirking when he finally saw his little toy. With silent steps, he approached the figure that seemed to be engrossed in reading something, and stopped at his back, leaning down and still grinning.
“Ka-zu-ya!” he emphasized each syllable, sounding really happy to see him.
Kazuya had been doing great until he heard the voice that gave him shivers. He had been quite awesome sitting there in the library with his favorite book about psychology, with no one to disturb his private time. Kazuya closed his eyes counting to five, wishing that he had imagined what he had heard. But it was hard to do so since he could feel the other’s breath on his neck, the ringing sound of his voice still in his ears. He let down the book and turned to the man who was grinning stupidly at him. Why was he here? Why did he come here?! Didn’t Kazuya say that he’ll search for him? Didn’t they agree on meeting when Kazuya was ready? Then… why was he here?! Kazuya wanted to cry out but his self control and pride would not let it show.
“Jin.” He simply said on a grave tone, not before looking right and left for any prying eyes.
“Whatcha’ ya doin’?” the older asked, sitting on a chair next to Kazuya.
The boy rolled his eyes and shoved into his face the book he had been reading.
“I’m reading.” He answered coolly. Is that even a thing to ask?! Kazuya wanted to add but refrained himself from doing so.
“That’s boooring.” Jin whined and with a quick move, he took the book from Kazuya’s hands, throwing it on the table at a safe distance and not even sparing it a glance. “I have more interesting ways to spend my free time.” he purred at Kazuya’s ear, invading his personal space.
That was to be expected, Kazuya thought and looked at the book now thrown away. He was always careful with the books he read and seeing them tossed like that wasn’t much to his liking. He frowned a bit hearing what the man said, reading between the lines and well aware of his intentions.
“And I have classes to attend.” Kazuya said and rose from the table, now facing Jin while standing up.
“No, you don’t.” Jin raised an eyebrow at him, swirling on the chair to look at Kazuya. “Rule number one, don’t lie because I’ll know.” he added with a smug face.
Kazuya cocked an eyebrow at him with an inquiring look. “And what lie have I told now?” Kazuya asked with an imperative tone, folding his arms at his chest.
Jin frowned. He really hated when someone lied to him, especially when the other should have been aware of the fact that Jin already knows his every move. So, he started rambling: “8 a.m. Pre-Modern Psychology, 10 a.m. Educational Psychological, 1 p.m. Abnormal and Clinical Psychology, 4 p.m. Psychoanalysis. I think it passed 6 p.m., don’t you?” he asked with an innocent tone.
“What the fuck…” Kazuya murmured, hiding his mouth behind his hand. He looked at the man in front of him, surprised by the fact he had memorized his schedule. Even he needed to check it sometimes and Jin learned it in just two days since he went on having his background and profile. “And maybe I have meetings to attend too.” Kazuya still said, not willing to let it all go the way Jin wanted. “You know, college doesn’t mean just courses. I have other stuff to do too, like going to a student meeting, having seminaries and holding colloquies. So, if you’ll excuse me, wait for me after I have finished all.” He added and turned to leave.
And that’s when Jin sat up, most of his patience having run out. At first he had classes and now he had ‘stuff’ to do? If he thought that he can play with Jin, he’ll be proven wrong. He grabbed Kazuya by his arm and pulled him back, gluing the boy to his body. “Don’t you dare turn your back on me.” he hissed with a dangerous tone. “I advise you to come with me if you know what’s best.” he added, his grip on Kazuya’s arm tightening to show that he’s not joking. Not this time.
Kazuya looked back defiantly, though he knew that he’ll agree on going with Jin. This time.
“Okay.” He said, his agreement almost a whisper. “Where do you want to go?” Kazuya asked next, this time his voice more determined. He had forgotten one of psychology’s rules - if you want to know your enemy, then play along with him.
“I have a present for you.” Jin grinned and released Kazuya, already seeming to be in a better mood. “Come with me.” he added, taking his hand and dragging the boy after him, through the college and the streets, until they got to Jin’s apartment. He stopped in front of the door, fumbling with the keys but refusing to let go of Kazuya’s hand. A determined expression was pasted on his face which changed into a happy one when he finally managed to open the door, making him look like a child.
“After you.” he smiled and made a little bow in front of Kazuya, feeling excited.
While Jin seemed genuinely happy, Kazuya had an ominous feeling about all this. His brain kept telling him to turn away and run while his body seemed rooted to the same spot or worse, seemed to listen to Jin’s words. He stepped into the house where he had been kept prisoner two days ago and again the urge of running swept over him only to leave him weak and vulnerable. He hated this part of himself which told him that he was unable to defend himself, he was unable to stand up for himself. It seemed like nothing has changed and the past he tried so hard to runaway from was back at his door, not only haunting him at night, but at day too. He heard the door close and felt his heart thumping loudly into his ribs just like some bird trapped. He never turned to see what Jin was doing, he just waited.
“Come.” Jin took once again Kazuya’s hand and pulled him into his room. He made him sit on his bed and looked at the boy for a moment. He was tensed and Jin could tell, but he couldn’t say if it was because of fear or nervousness. After all, Kazuya had surprised him a lot of times in the past and Jin wasn’t going to assume anything more. He was just going to wait for him to open up a little bit so that Jin could know what’s floating in his mind, if it’s birds or thoughts.
“Do you want something to drink?” he asked, ruffling his hair and stretching his body. He hoped to make him relax a little bit, it wasn’t like Jin was going to eat him! Well, not really.
Now they were playing the host and the guest, Kazuya thought bitterly as he bit on his lower lip disliking the fact that he couldn’t read or predict what the other was planning to do. Now that he was in the same room where he had been trapped, Kazuya couldn’t calm down at all his beating heart. If he didn’t know better, he could believe that he was having a panic attack. He took a deep breath and looked at Jin, titling his head as in contemplation.
“I’d like some water.” He said, trying to relax or at least to seem a bit more confident, like he wasn’t afraid of what will happen next. Suddenly, that need hit him hard. Oh! He had forgotten about it and the fear he was feeling was always related to drugs. He really needed to calm down.
Kazuya watched the man leave to bring him what he asked and he was surrounded by the deafening silence. He wiped his damp hands on his jeans and somehow the beat of his heart grew louder. His mouth was dry and desperate. He glanced up to see Jin entering the room and bringing him a bottle of water and a can of beer, probably for him. He took the bottle with a slight bow of the head and gulped down half of it. He must’ve been really thirsty. The bottle’s mouth was still at his lips when he looked up at Jin and felt his heart taking a big and great loop.
Jin was chuckling. Now he was sure what was that feeling that he could read in Kazuya’s eyes. It was fear, anxiety, the horror of not knowing what will happen next. He grinned to himself and took a gulp of his beer, leaning on the wall to observe Kazuya better. He didn’t want to do it with fear, but he didn’t have a choice. He had wanted to let Kazuya make his own decision, but the younger thought that this meant he could return in a year or so to tell Jin what he wanted. No, Jin wasn’t that patient. And if Kazuya wasn’t willing to follow his rules, then he’ll have to show him that he can’t object.
“Calm down, I’m not going to bite.” he said with a slight amusement. “Look, I promise that I won’t touch you.”
Yeah right, like they’re here to play car races or to have some karaoke, Kazuya said once again in his head, annoyed by the fact he wasn’t really saying it aloud. But although fear was what had him this silent, Kazuya knew he had to reply, be it a simple word or an oath word.
“I’m calm.” He said, totally lying.
Jin laughed again. “Okay, if you say so.” he replied with the same voice, moving away from the wall and sitting down on the bed, next to Kazuya but without touching him. He promised he won’t and he planned to keep his word. He crossed his legs and leaned on the bed frame, letting his beer on the nightstand. The room was dark and the only light was coming from the window above the bed, making Jin’s eyes seem like they are sparkling. “What are you thinking?” he then asked, low and slow, like he was trying to choose the better words.
Huh? Kazuya was confused. What was this man thinking?! He practically forces him to leave school’s ground and takes him at his apartment… for a talk?! Kazuya turned to him and looked kind of angered. But when he spoke, his voice was steady and coolly.
“Why do you need to know?”
“Because I said I wanted to know you.” Jin shrugged. “Or do you want me to do something else?” he raised an eyebrow, a little smile being the only hint of Jin’s curiosity.
Kazuya dismissed the last question. “You want to know me?” he scoffed at this. “If you wanted to know me, you should’ve simply approached me, not to check my background and profile, to memorize my courses schedule or to threat me into following you.” He added, his tone harsh and cold.
“True, but I never said I like the easy way. I like the hard way.” he let a smirk appear on his lips, silently observing Kazuya. “And from our little encounters, I can say that you like it the same way.” Jin continued, getting closer to Kazuya but still not touching him. He raised his hand to grab his arm but he suddenly changed his mind, grinning again and letting himself fall on the bed, at Kazuya’s back.
Restraining. That’s what Kazuya thought the moment he saw Jin approach him but the older had quickly rolled onto bed at his back. It was a miracle the boy didn’t jump off the bed, knowing very well that being in Jin’s proximity meant just like dancing all smeared in blood in front of a lion.
“You don’t know what I like.” Kazuya replied, careful at every move of Jin’s. “And it would have been better the easier way; I might’ve acknowledged you.” He added with a devious smile.
“I don’t really care.” Jin replied with an arrogant voice. “I don’t like to wait, I want to have immediately what I desire. It’s not like I’m asking for your heart or any shit.” he snorted and closed his eyes, letting his hand fall next to Kazuya’s. “I want sex and if you give it to me, I’ll be a good boy with you.” he giggled like a child, feeling naughty like one.
“Sex only?” Kazuya asked with an amused face. “You say that you pursue someone this way just for sex?” he continued with a dark chuckle. “Is this a first or have you done it before?”
“I have to say it’s a first.” Jin confessed sincerely. “I guess you made me crazy for you.” he stuck out his tongue even if Kazuya couldn’t see him. “But I do want your answer. Now.” He added with an impatient voice and moving his hand so that only an inch was between his and the boy’s.
“If I say yes what would you do?” Kazuya asked, his voice now dimmed to a whisper.
“I would take what’s mine.” Jin replied like it was something obvious. And if you say no, I’ll still take what’s mine, Jin continued in his mind, but refrained to say it out aloud because he didn’t want the younger to feel caged, even if he was.
“There’s no one here that’s yours.” Kazuya replied his voice a tad bitter. “And what you’ll take is because of my own will.” He continued, feeling his heart beating faster though somehow it began to slow down. “Yes.”
And that’s all Jin needed. He sat up and looked at Kazuya for a split of a second before he used his hand to lower him down, on the bed, his eyes never leaving Kazuya’s. He also leaned over and kissed him slowly, nibbling his lips like he wanted just to taste him, to engrave his flavor in his mind. His hand wandered on his chest, ruffling Kazuya’s shirt and moving up and down, but never trying to touch his skin. “And now…” Jin said, the desire visibly in his voice. “Do you want to hear the rules and do you prefer to be surprised?” he asked with a tint of superiority, letting his forehead rest on Kazuya’s.
The younger gulped as he was led through a swirl of sensations, each of it contradictory to others. He kept his gaze on Jin, taking deep breaths and licking his lips nervously. If he wanted to be surprised? No way in hell.
“I want to know.” He answered with a clear voice and his eyes unwavering.
“Then…” Jin chuckled and took Kazuya’s hand to lift him up and lead him to his lap, Jin’s back now on the bed frame again. “First, I don’t like sharing. If I see another guy with you, I’ll kill him. And you don’t want to know what will happen if it’s a woman.” he began, his mouth back on kissing Kazuya, teasing his lips and licking his neck, tracing a wet line with his tongue on the boy’s exposed shoulder. “Second, if I want something, you give it to me and don’t argue. No questions, no nothing. This is the first and last time that you have a say in this.” He decided that he needs more contact so Jin ripped Kazuya’s shirt, the buttons flying away. His right hand immediately found one of his nipples and caught it between his thumb and index finger, pulling on it a little and then pressing with force. “Third, you’ll be available for me anytime. If I’m generous, maybe I’ll let you have a little free time.” he chuckled into Kazuya’s neck, breathing hard and longing.
“You’re crazy.” Kazuya muttered, refraining his moan as Jin kept on touching, licking and kissing him. “I never agreed to something like this.” He turned and captured Jin’s lips. If he knew something best that was definitely being always in control. And like Jin, he’ll succeed no matter what. “You wanted sex, I offer you sex.” He said breathlessly as he bit Jin’s lower lip. “But my freedom isn’t yours to decide.” He added, his hand curved around Jin’s neck, his fingers dug harshly into the skin. “Oh, and I’ll always have a say in everything related with me.” He smiled close to Jin’s lips.
“I am crazy.” Jin admitted without a flinch. “But you’re the one who made me like this so you have to take responsibility.” he joked before he crushed Kazuya’s lips with his own, slowly feeling like he was losing all of his control. He realized that he never had much control over himself when Kazuya was involved, but he never thought that he will get that addicted to his smell, to his touches, to his body. He wanted him even more after he made him his and he planned to let Kazuya know this. He detached himself from the younger, panting hard and trying to regain his breath. “My game, my rules.” Jin said, eyes locked with Kazuya’s brown orbs. “Each time you disobey me, you’ll lose something dear to you.” he threatened even if his voice was still needy. “Or you want me to make a demonstration?” he hissed, now a little bit more calm.
Kazuya hold his stare, thinking hard while he tried to ignore the lingering sensation that Jin had left over him. He wasn’t going to play by anyone’s rules, because that meant no difference in being someone’s prisoner or someone’s sex toy.
“Our game, our rules.” Kazuya stated, his voice calm and not as needy as Jin’s. “That if you want me to play along. If you want a doll, then I can play that too. But I assure you it won’t be fun without me doing anything.” He got closer again to the older and traced his lips with his thumb. His eyes lingered a little on that spot before going up to Jin’s eyes. He smiled sweetly. “If I lose something dear, you lose me.” He added, letting his hand go down his neck, his chest and hovering at the most pulsing place on Jin’s body. “You have me already, don’t go and spoil everything.” He whispered, kissing Jin’s chin and slowly moved down the neck while his hand slipped into Jin’s pants, pressing it hard against his member.
He needed release, Jin felt like he desperately needed release. Even if his eyes were begging and his body was betraying him, Jin didn’t want to submit to the desire yet. He smirked and grabbed Kazuya’s hand from his pants, lifting it up to his hands and kissing it gently, eyes glued to the other one’s. “What I want is a pet. If you lose something dear, you’ll know that you can still lose more.” Jin smiled as sweetly as the younger, even if it seemed creepier and not cute at all. “But if you don’t seem to believe me…” Jin sighed and fished the phone out of his pants, dialing a number.
Kazuya grabbed Jin’s hand before he could press call on the phone. His stare was no longer seductive but serious and threatening. He held Jin’s wrist tightly, almost as if he wanted to rip it off.
“Fine.” the younger said abruptly, his voice hoarse and displeased. “I submit to you but what you’ll receive will be just a doll.” He added, a grimace appearing on his lips. “Just a doll.” He released Jin’s hand and lied down on the bed looking defiantly at the man. “Now… fuck me.” He said holding up his chin as if he was daring Jin to do so.
Jin sighed tiredly. “You still seem to not understand.” he stated and put the phone at his ear. “And if you can’t hear me, then I’ll make you.” he said grinning at Kazuya and stopping suddenly when someone answered the call, his voice changing totally and seeming now cold and dangerous. “I need you to find someone. As fast as you can.” he ordered while looking at Kazuya with the same grin and innocent eyes.
In a fraction of second, Kazuya slapped the phone out of Jin’s hand which landed on the floor with a thud. He forced Jin down to bed and climbed on top of him. Kazuya leaned in to kiss him, his anger fully expressed in his actions. Jin smirked into the kiss but pushed Kazuya away, keeping him at a distance. “A pet, Kazuya.” he purred like a kitten. “An obedient pet.” he then added and to prove his point, he changed their positions with a quick move, topping Kazuya but immediately detaching himself from his body and sitting up, still looking at the boy. “Understood?” he asked impatiently, his voice betraying the fact that it was the last time he was going to ask. The next time, he’s just going to take what he wants.
Kazuya looked at Jin holding back whatever he wanted to say. Then he simply nodded, cursing his incapability. From now on he would have to give up almost everything he found pleasurable. He was back on square one just like before. He had nothing, he was just a puppet. Tears glittered in his eyes and Kazuya closed them quickly. He would not be that weak, even if those were just tears of frustration and anger.
But Jin smiled, pleased by Kazuya’s answer and not noticing or choosing to ignore his tears. He approached the bed and stopped in front of Kazuya. “Undress.” He ordered, his tone without even a hint of the gentleness it had before. It was dark and anxious, possessive and superior, firm and needy.
The younger blinked a few times and gulped just once. He sat up on the bed and with unwavering hands, he slipped off the ripped shirt and busied himself with the pants. Soon, he had them off too, now being the same way he came on Earth - naked as a baby, because he never wears underwear. He looked at Jin and found himself small, exposed under the heavy stare of the man. He didn’t try to cover anything, he simply stayed and kept on waiting.
And Jin didn’t plan to make him wait for too long. He felt that he had waited for long enough to have Kazuya completely under his submission and now he couldn’t wait to exploit his power, to make him purr like he had dreamed last night. He wanted to hear him scream and at that point, it really didn’t matter if Kazuya was screaming out of pleasure or pain. Jin just wanted to hear his voice, his beautiful voice that made him shiver.
He turned his back on Kazuya and rummaged through one of his closets, searching for something. As soon as he found it, a grin appeared on his face even if the boy couldn’t see it. He changed to his poker face, seeming calm and in control when he faced the younger again and threw him a dildo in his hands.
“Play with yourself.” he said his next order, sitting down on the same armchair he had watched Kazuya sleeping the first night when he was here. He didn’t smile, didn’t show any emotion, but a faint light was dancing in his eyes. He wanted to see a good show.
Kazuya looked shocked at the toy now thrown at him. He kept on glancing from it to Jin, unsure if he had heard correctly. He had never done such a thing nor did he want to. But now he was obliged by Jin who wanted to play with him in the dirtiest way possible. Or that’s what Kazuya thought it was.
He took the dildo in his hands and eyed it warily. He gripped it strongly and looked at Jin with determined eyes.
“Lube.” He simply said, though his lips never moved being pursed into a tight line.
“Under the pillow.” Jin replied without a flinch, but with a smile tugged in the corner of his lips.
Kazuya lied down on the bed, stretching his hand to take the lube. He remained that way as he slowly began to touch himself, letting his hand go down to his cock, holding it gingerly. He touched the head, teasing the slit with his thumb and slowly began to move along it. He brought his other hand to his lips, inserting one of his fingers into his mouth and wetting it completely. Then a second and a third followed, the latter tracing it with his tongue, licking it all. As his pace fastened around his member, Kazuya found it hard to breath. He touched and pinched his nipples, biting on his lower lip to suppress moans that would have followed. He felt a warm liquid sliding down his hand and he realized that it won’t be long till he’ll come. He searched for the lube and opened it, smearing his fingers with the cream. His hand left his erected member for a moment as he positioned himself for better access. He thrust his hips up in the air as his fingers circled the twitching hole as if preparing it. It was cold as he slipped one finger inside making him gasp and writhe in pain. The pre-cum slid down its member and onto his balls, tickling him as it reached his hand. Taking deep breaths, he inserted another finger, arching his body as he began to move them inside of him. With his other hand he grabbed onto the pulsing shaft, pumping it hard. When he felt he was enough stretched, Kazuya looked for the dildo with shaking hands.
"Turn around. I want to see." Jin suddenly interfered, his voice low, full with desire. He licked his lips, his eyes glued to Kazuya's every move, being careful to not miss anything. Not one sound, not one touch. He wanted it all.
Kazuya barely heard Jin’s command but felt his body submit to his will and swift to the side Jin was, his toes now hanging over the bed’s margin. He looked at Jin with an expression of utmost desire and passion mixed with dislike and disdain altogether. Kazuya felt the dildo into his hand and brought it close to the hole between his ass cheeks. He gripped harder and moved faster onto his member, wanting to forget the pain that would have to follow. He inserted the toy slowly, his mouth opening into a silent moan and his eyes closing in pain. He pushed it all inside, writhing and arching at each movement of it. It was embarrassing but even so, he couldn’t stop the moans from escaping his mouth or his hand from moving faster while his hole stretched more and allowed the dildo to go even deeper. His thrusts became needy, the pumping of his cock fastened and he felt like he’ll soon lose control over himself. He closed his eyes when he came, but the pleasure was beyond the shame and pain he felt that moment. His eyes fluttered open as his legs were spread wide and loosely hanging over the bed’s margin. His member was pulsing slowly in his sticky hand, full covered with his semen. He turned his face from Jin, looking at the opposite wall. His body kept on twitching as he could definitely feel the dildo at even the slightest move around him.
Jin had to admit that was the hottest thing ever. He was already so hard only at the image of Kazuya coming that he couldn’t even image how would it be like to have him all for himself, to take advantage of his body and the time they had together. Lust was the only thing controlling Jin when he sat up and started to head towards the bed where Kazuya was waiting for him.
He stopped dead in his tracks when the doorbell rang and Jin cursed. He ignored it at first, but the other person didn’t seem to be wanting to get the message and to disappear. “Don’t move.” he said before he left the room, closing the door behind him. Kazuya didn’t look after Jin nor did he move. He just stayed limply on the bed, ashamed of what he has done and letting his thoughts waver.
On the other side of the room, Jin nervously opened the door, prepared to fuck off whoever had had the nerve to disturb him. “What do you want?” he growled at the blond man, tapping his foot. But the said man simply ignored him and entered the apartment.
“Didn’t you miss your best friend?” he whined, battling his eyelashes.
“Fuck you, Pi.” Jin rolled his eyes and followed his best friend into the living room.
“You wish.” the other replied with a smug face and a wave of hand, sending a kiss through the air and sitting down on the couch after. “Were you busy?” he then asked, suddenly curious to see who was Jin hiding in his bedroom. His expression betrayed him and Yamapi could feel the cold shivers running through his body every time his eyes met Jin’s, aware of his friend’s desire to punch him and make him disappear. Of course, it didn’t mean that Pi was planning on doing that. On the contrary, because Jin’s glowing eyes and the fact that he was still home and not out clubbing or at least in search of a good fuck meant that he has one already.
“Yes, so I want you to go.” Jin answered, feeling his patience running out and not noticing the scrutinizing gazes that Yamapi was throwing at him. He really needed to get laid and damn that bastard for disturbing him!
“Eeeh?! I want to see who!” instead Yamapi suddenly decided and sat up, walking to the direction of the bedroom only to find Jin blocking it.
“No, you don’t.” he simply said, not being keen on offering explanations.
“But I do.” Pi pouted. “Come one, Jin, maybe we’ll put up a threesome.” he grinned at his friend, throwing his hand over Jin’s shoulders and making him sigh. It wasn’t like this never happened - it was a common occurrence between the two of them - but Jin was feeling kind of possessive with his new toy and because of reasons unknown to him, he didn’t want anyone else to touch Kazuya. He didn’t want anyone else to see or talk to the boy, even less when Kazuya was waiting for him, standing naked on his big bed and with a dildo between his legs.
“Okay, but after you see him, you leave. Got that?” Jin bargained, still not willing to lose.
Pi nodded, still sulking, and Jin sighed again, heading to his bedroom and opening the door to see Kazuya in the same position he had left him. His legs were still a little bit high and Jin could see the dildo moving slightly inside of him, along with Kazuya’s breathing. He gulped but nevertheless he smiled to himself because this gave him an idea. Maybe he could afford sharing a little bit of Kazuya if that meant even more fun for him.
“Put on your pants and shirt. I want you to meet someone.” Jin said with the most normal voice he could. He turned to leave but before he could close the door, he said his last command, with a smirk dancing on his lips: “Oh, and let the dildo where it is if you like it that much.”
Part II (can't believe it's too large o.o')
Pairing: Akame, slight Kokame & Jinda
Genre: Smut, AU, drama, tragedy
Warnings: use of drugs, whoring, slaving, insanity, bad language, incest and a lot more to come xD You've been warned, so don't read if you don't want to see them in a lot of pain *evil laugh*
Disclaimer: They don't belong to us, but we're in the process of making it true!! The proof is Jin's twitter~
Summary: Kazuya’s addiction becomes Jin’s obsession. They came to need each other to the extend of wanting to kill.
First Scent ~ Strawberry
Second Scent ~ Poison
Third Scent ~ Musk
Chapter Four
Fourth Scent ~ Extasy
Life changes.
Sometimes this is a blissful thing because people need changes and some things can make us stronger and more anxious and impatient to meet life and greet her like the lady she is. Nothing stays the same, not even our bodies and even if sometimes we look into the mirror and see a totally different person from the one who was standing in the same spot, ten years ago, we know that it’s still us. That it’s still our soul and personality and feelings that face that broken mirror, even if our appearance has changed over the years. And we found ourselves smiling because we like it and we feel more adventurous, more willing to live life to the fullest.
But sometimes the changes are cruel. Sometimes, the lady of life or the gentleman of destiny decides that we need a harsh blow to make us realize the importance of life and how wonderful it is to enjoy it because we may not have another chance. We fall and we fall and we get to that point where we don’t know anything else than to fall even more. It’s painful. It’s lonely. We can’t take it anymore. And then the desire of living fills us with its glamour and excitement and we open our eyes to find… a new life. Or maybe a broken one, just like the mirror facing us.
It’s all up to us if we can assemble the broken pieces to build our life from the start.
It’s been two days since his encounter with Jin. And it all seemed like a nightmare, like nothing had happened and he hasn’t got himself tangled up into such a messed-up situation. But he was realistic enough to realize that it was th e one being delusional, hoping that it had been just a nightmare. Kazuya was aware that Jin would be waiting for him, would be somewhere around him, just like a hunter lurching in the dark for its prey. He felt violated, he felt invaded and he was angry with himself. Always managing to get rid of such pestering persons, this time he had failed with grace, not only compromising his life but his friends’ too. This was insane, really!
He brushed his hands over his face, worry written all over it. He was unaware of the noise surrounding him, of the people’s chattering, he was just lost in his thoughts of the man who had managed to make him submit like a puppet. He sighed and that’s when one of his friends noticed that he wasn’t as chatty as always.
“Hey. You OK?” Maru asked, drawing everyone’s attention upon him.
Kazuya lifted his eyes to meet the worried ones of his friends. He smiled vaguely and shook his head negatively. Obviously no one believed him.
“You know, we can tell when you’re lying.” Ueda interfered, a frown between his eyebrows.
“I’m tired, guys, that’s all.” He finally said, trying to reassure them. “I just had a rough night.”
“When do you not have one?” Koki blurted out, immediately reprimanded by Kazuya’s glare.
“When I do not study.” He simply answered a lie no one could see through because after all Kazuya had top grades and they knew that such thing doesn’t come flying. It was supposed some effort.
Koki made a sound like clicking tongue and turned his head, not wanting to look at his friend. Probably from all four of them, he knew best of Kazuya. And that because he had seen him one night.
<< After a drinking party, Koki wasn’t drunk enough to not recognize the person that exited the back door of the club he had just been in. Not wanting to make a mistake, he simply followed the man, narrowing his eyes when he saw another man handing him something. If that has been what he thought it was, then sure it wasn’t the same person he believed he saw. But still he didn’t stop following him. That’s when he saw yet another man approaching him and from the way he staggered, it was definitely clear that he was drunk. He clung onto the person he was watching, holding him in his arms and from what Koki could tell the man tried to… kiss the other one! The punch he received for this boldness made Koki sigh in relief, though doubt was already seeping in his heart. The man standing on the ground looked up to the beautiful face and shook his head, apparently sobbing. They were definitely talking about something, but Koki couldn’t hear what they were saying. It seemed like a quarrel though, one that you’d see between two persons who had something to do with each other. Soon the man left, leaving the other one behind who retreated to some dark place. This time Koki didn’t hesitate anymore. He walked quickly after him and what he saw shocked him the most.
“Kazuya…”
The name startled him and he looked up to Koki, the white and fine powder spread in his palm. Kazuya knew he was busted. >>
Neither of them had forgotten that night and though Koki had tried to make him stop, Kazuya would not listen. He began to stray away from him and this made Koki promise that he won’t say anything anymore about this, although there were times when he couldn’t stop himself from accusing the boy. But these were permitted and he had only gained glares and cold words from Kazuya until now. He was still in the safe zone so he could afford being like this.
“Oh! I just remembered!” Kazuya suddenly said and rose from the table. “I had an appointment with Kawada-sensei, gotta go!” he added, bowing a little to his friends before rushing from them.
No one said anything and shrugged a little before returning to their discussion. Koki was the only one to watch Kazuya exiting the dinning hall, worry and distrust written over his face. He sensed that his friend wasn’t telling them everything, but, alas, when had he done that?
*
Two days.
Maybe for some of us, two days wouldn’t mean anything, but for Jin it meant everything. Two days have passed since he last saw his little toy. Two days have passed since the last time he could touch his skin, kiss him madly and hear his voice. It was somehow addicting, even if Jin still didn’t know what exactly was. Maybe his strawberry smell, maybe his brown eyes that always looked so warily around him or maybe his little games that let him feel he is in control.
He chuckled, thinking at how innocent Kazuya could be. Jin knew that he had the impression that Kazuya is in control and he let him think that, entertaining him for the moment. It wasn’t the perfect moment to reveal his power over his new slave. For now, Jin was satisfied to play the boy’s game and let him believe that everything can go as Kazuya wishes. He’ll have time to find out how badly he is mistaken.
Two days but for Jin it felt like an eternity had passed. He had been busy with work and he hadn’t been able to get rid of his assignments or to have at least five minutes for himself. Even now, he was stuck with one of his so-called friends who was currently nagging him about some deal. Jin couldn’t care less. He didn’t want to be here, he wanted to see Kazuya. He wanted to know how he’s doing for himself and not only from the reports that he constantly gets from his lackeys. He wanted to feel his skin on his body, not only to dream of it at night and wake up with an arousal. To bury himself deep into that tiny hole and to lose his mind for that second that he’ll be connected with Kazuya. To kiss him hard until he lets him incapable of breathing, to suck and lick his ear and maybe sometimes to whisper things on a low voice, filled of his need of release.
“Bakanishi, are you listening?!”
The annoyed voice of his friend woke him up from his fantasy. He gulped, realizing that he was getting hard only at the memory of Kazuya, and diverted his gaze from the other one. “Not really.” he managed to reply, receiving a tired sigh instead.
“Pay attention, it’s important for you to know this stuff. There’s this new buyer and we could make a lot of money out of him. We just need to… Hey!” the brunette exclaimed when he realized that Jin still isn’t listening and he had now sat up with a determined look on his face.
“You take care of it, I’m busy.” was the only thing he said before grabbing his coat to head outside.
“Are you serious? Have you lost your mind?” his friend came after Jin, watching him perplexed.
Jin rolled his eyes. He couldn’t understand Jin, no one could understand the burning desire in his limbs to see Kazuya and to keep him close. Two days were more than enough and he got tired of waiting. If Kazuya wasn’t going to come to him, then he’ll take the matter into his own hands.
“Ryo, there are better things to do than this.” he answered with a smile and closed the door as he made his way out.
He got out from the building whistling and humming a song that he didn’t know, almost dancing all the way to Kazuya’s school. He stopped in front of the big gates and thought for a moment. How the hell will he find Kazuya?! He was sure the boy was still at school, at least that’s what his schedule said. He sighed and decided to check the library, knowing that it’s a place where Kazuya spends most of his time. He bowed in front of a few people, asking for directions until he found it. He looked at his right and left, smirking when he finally saw his little toy. With silent steps, he approached the figure that seemed to be engrossed in reading something, and stopped at his back, leaning down and still grinning.
“Ka-zu-ya!” he emphasized each syllable, sounding really happy to see him.
Kazuya had been doing great until he heard the voice that gave him shivers. He had been quite awesome sitting there in the library with his favorite book about psychology, with no one to disturb his private time. Kazuya closed his eyes counting to five, wishing that he had imagined what he had heard. But it was hard to do so since he could feel the other’s breath on his neck, the ringing sound of his voice still in his ears. He let down the book and turned to the man who was grinning stupidly at him. Why was he here? Why did he come here?! Didn’t Kazuya say that he’ll search for him? Didn’t they agree on meeting when Kazuya was ready? Then… why was he here?! Kazuya wanted to cry out but his self control and pride would not let it show.
“Jin.” He simply said on a grave tone, not before looking right and left for any prying eyes.
“Whatcha’ ya doin’?” the older asked, sitting on a chair next to Kazuya.
The boy rolled his eyes and shoved into his face the book he had been reading.
“I’m reading.” He answered coolly. Is that even a thing to ask?! Kazuya wanted to add but refrained himself from doing so.
“That’s boooring.” Jin whined and with a quick move, he took the book from Kazuya’s hands, throwing it on the table at a safe distance and not even sparing it a glance. “I have more interesting ways to spend my free time.” he purred at Kazuya’s ear, invading his personal space.
That was to be expected, Kazuya thought and looked at the book now thrown away. He was always careful with the books he read and seeing them tossed like that wasn’t much to his liking. He frowned a bit hearing what the man said, reading between the lines and well aware of his intentions.
“And I have classes to attend.” Kazuya said and rose from the table, now facing Jin while standing up.
“No, you don’t.” Jin raised an eyebrow at him, swirling on the chair to look at Kazuya. “Rule number one, don’t lie because I’ll know.” he added with a smug face.
Kazuya cocked an eyebrow at him with an inquiring look. “And what lie have I told now?” Kazuya asked with an imperative tone, folding his arms at his chest.
Jin frowned. He really hated when someone lied to him, especially when the other should have been aware of the fact that Jin already knows his every move. So, he started rambling: “8 a.m. Pre-Modern Psychology, 10 a.m. Educational Psychological, 1 p.m. Abnormal and Clinical Psychology, 4 p.m. Psychoanalysis. I think it passed 6 p.m., don’t you?” he asked with an innocent tone.
“What the fuck…” Kazuya murmured, hiding his mouth behind his hand. He looked at the man in front of him, surprised by the fact he had memorized his schedule. Even he needed to check it sometimes and Jin learned it in just two days since he went on having his background and profile. “And maybe I have meetings to attend too.” Kazuya still said, not willing to let it all go the way Jin wanted. “You know, college doesn’t mean just courses. I have other stuff to do too, like going to a student meeting, having seminaries and holding colloquies. So, if you’ll excuse me, wait for me after I have finished all.” He added and turned to leave.
And that’s when Jin sat up, most of his patience having run out. At first he had classes and now he had ‘stuff’ to do? If he thought that he can play with Jin, he’ll be proven wrong. He grabbed Kazuya by his arm and pulled him back, gluing the boy to his body. “Don’t you dare turn your back on me.” he hissed with a dangerous tone. “I advise you to come with me if you know what’s best.” he added, his grip on Kazuya’s arm tightening to show that he’s not joking. Not this time.
Kazuya looked back defiantly, though he knew that he’ll agree on going with Jin. This time.
“Okay.” He said, his agreement almost a whisper. “Where do you want to go?” Kazuya asked next, this time his voice more determined. He had forgotten one of psychology’s rules - if you want to know your enemy, then play along with him.
“I have a present for you.” Jin grinned and released Kazuya, already seeming to be in a better mood. “Come with me.” he added, taking his hand and dragging the boy after him, through the college and the streets, until they got to Jin’s apartment. He stopped in front of the door, fumbling with the keys but refusing to let go of Kazuya’s hand. A determined expression was pasted on his face which changed into a happy one when he finally managed to open the door, making him look like a child.
“After you.” he smiled and made a little bow in front of Kazuya, feeling excited.
While Jin seemed genuinely happy, Kazuya had an ominous feeling about all this. His brain kept telling him to turn away and run while his body seemed rooted to the same spot or worse, seemed to listen to Jin’s words. He stepped into the house where he had been kept prisoner two days ago and again the urge of running swept over him only to leave him weak and vulnerable. He hated this part of himself which told him that he was unable to defend himself, he was unable to stand up for himself. It seemed like nothing has changed and the past he tried so hard to runaway from was back at his door, not only haunting him at night, but at day too. He heard the door close and felt his heart thumping loudly into his ribs just like some bird trapped. He never turned to see what Jin was doing, he just waited.
“Come.” Jin took once again Kazuya’s hand and pulled him into his room. He made him sit on his bed and looked at the boy for a moment. He was tensed and Jin could tell, but he couldn’t say if it was because of fear or nervousness. After all, Kazuya had surprised him a lot of times in the past and Jin wasn’t going to assume anything more. He was just going to wait for him to open up a little bit so that Jin could know what’s floating in his mind, if it’s birds or thoughts.
“Do you want something to drink?” he asked, ruffling his hair and stretching his body. He hoped to make him relax a little bit, it wasn’t like Jin was going to eat him! Well, not really.
Now they were playing the host and the guest, Kazuya thought bitterly as he bit on his lower lip disliking the fact that he couldn’t read or predict what the other was planning to do. Now that he was in the same room where he had been trapped, Kazuya couldn’t calm down at all his beating heart. If he didn’t know better, he could believe that he was having a panic attack. He took a deep breath and looked at Jin, titling his head as in contemplation.
“I’d like some water.” He said, trying to relax or at least to seem a bit more confident, like he wasn’t afraid of what will happen next. Suddenly, that need hit him hard. Oh! He had forgotten about it and the fear he was feeling was always related to drugs. He really needed to calm down.
Kazuya watched the man leave to bring him what he asked and he was surrounded by the deafening silence. He wiped his damp hands on his jeans and somehow the beat of his heart grew louder. His mouth was dry and desperate. He glanced up to see Jin entering the room and bringing him a bottle of water and a can of beer, probably for him. He took the bottle with a slight bow of the head and gulped down half of it. He must’ve been really thirsty. The bottle’s mouth was still at his lips when he looked up at Jin and felt his heart taking a big and great loop.
Jin was chuckling. Now he was sure what was that feeling that he could read in Kazuya’s eyes. It was fear, anxiety, the horror of not knowing what will happen next. He grinned to himself and took a gulp of his beer, leaning on the wall to observe Kazuya better. He didn’t want to do it with fear, but he didn’t have a choice. He had wanted to let Kazuya make his own decision, but the younger thought that this meant he could return in a year or so to tell Jin what he wanted. No, Jin wasn’t that patient. And if Kazuya wasn’t willing to follow his rules, then he’ll have to show him that he can’t object.
“Calm down, I’m not going to bite.” he said with a slight amusement. “Look, I promise that I won’t touch you.”
Yeah right, like they’re here to play car races or to have some karaoke, Kazuya said once again in his head, annoyed by the fact he wasn’t really saying it aloud. But although fear was what had him this silent, Kazuya knew he had to reply, be it a simple word or an oath word.
“I’m calm.” He said, totally lying.
Jin laughed again. “Okay, if you say so.” he replied with the same voice, moving away from the wall and sitting down on the bed, next to Kazuya but without touching him. He promised he won’t and he planned to keep his word. He crossed his legs and leaned on the bed frame, letting his beer on the nightstand. The room was dark and the only light was coming from the window above the bed, making Jin’s eyes seem like they are sparkling. “What are you thinking?” he then asked, low and slow, like he was trying to choose the better words.
Huh? Kazuya was confused. What was this man thinking?! He practically forces him to leave school’s ground and takes him at his apartment… for a talk?! Kazuya turned to him and looked kind of angered. But when he spoke, his voice was steady and coolly.
“Why do you need to know?”
“Because I said I wanted to know you.” Jin shrugged. “Or do you want me to do something else?” he raised an eyebrow, a little smile being the only hint of Jin’s curiosity.
Kazuya dismissed the last question. “You want to know me?” he scoffed at this. “If you wanted to know me, you should’ve simply approached me, not to check my background and profile, to memorize my courses schedule or to threat me into following you.” He added, his tone harsh and cold.
“True, but I never said I like the easy way. I like the hard way.” he let a smirk appear on his lips, silently observing Kazuya. “And from our little encounters, I can say that you like it the same way.” Jin continued, getting closer to Kazuya but still not touching him. He raised his hand to grab his arm but he suddenly changed his mind, grinning again and letting himself fall on the bed, at Kazuya’s back.
Restraining. That’s what Kazuya thought the moment he saw Jin approach him but the older had quickly rolled onto bed at his back. It was a miracle the boy didn’t jump off the bed, knowing very well that being in Jin’s proximity meant just like dancing all smeared in blood in front of a lion.
“You don’t know what I like.” Kazuya replied, careful at every move of Jin’s. “And it would have been better the easier way; I might’ve acknowledged you.” He added with a devious smile.
“I don’t really care.” Jin replied with an arrogant voice. “I don’t like to wait, I want to have immediately what I desire. It’s not like I’m asking for your heart or any shit.” he snorted and closed his eyes, letting his hand fall next to Kazuya’s. “I want sex and if you give it to me, I’ll be a good boy with you.” he giggled like a child, feeling naughty like one.
“Sex only?” Kazuya asked with an amused face. “You say that you pursue someone this way just for sex?” he continued with a dark chuckle. “Is this a first or have you done it before?”
“I have to say it’s a first.” Jin confessed sincerely. “I guess you made me crazy for you.” he stuck out his tongue even if Kazuya couldn’t see him. “But I do want your answer. Now.” He added with an impatient voice and moving his hand so that only an inch was between his and the boy’s.
“If I say yes what would you do?” Kazuya asked, his voice now dimmed to a whisper.
“I would take what’s mine.” Jin replied like it was something obvious. And if you say no, I’ll still take what’s mine, Jin continued in his mind, but refrained to say it out aloud because he didn’t want the younger to feel caged, even if he was.
“There’s no one here that’s yours.” Kazuya replied his voice a tad bitter. “And what you’ll take is because of my own will.” He continued, feeling his heart beating faster though somehow it began to slow down. “Yes.”
And that’s all Jin needed. He sat up and looked at Kazuya for a split of a second before he used his hand to lower him down, on the bed, his eyes never leaving Kazuya’s. He also leaned over and kissed him slowly, nibbling his lips like he wanted just to taste him, to engrave his flavor in his mind. His hand wandered on his chest, ruffling Kazuya’s shirt and moving up and down, but never trying to touch his skin. “And now…” Jin said, the desire visibly in his voice. “Do you want to hear the rules and do you prefer to be surprised?” he asked with a tint of superiority, letting his forehead rest on Kazuya’s.
The younger gulped as he was led through a swirl of sensations, each of it contradictory to others. He kept his gaze on Jin, taking deep breaths and licking his lips nervously. If he wanted to be surprised? No way in hell.
“I want to know.” He answered with a clear voice and his eyes unwavering.
“Then…” Jin chuckled and took Kazuya’s hand to lift him up and lead him to his lap, Jin’s back now on the bed frame again. “First, I don’t like sharing. If I see another guy with you, I’ll kill him. And you don’t want to know what will happen if it’s a woman.” he began, his mouth back on kissing Kazuya, teasing his lips and licking his neck, tracing a wet line with his tongue on the boy’s exposed shoulder. “Second, if I want something, you give it to me and don’t argue. No questions, no nothing. This is the first and last time that you have a say in this.” He decided that he needs more contact so Jin ripped Kazuya’s shirt, the buttons flying away. His right hand immediately found one of his nipples and caught it between his thumb and index finger, pulling on it a little and then pressing with force. “Third, you’ll be available for me anytime. If I’m generous, maybe I’ll let you have a little free time.” he chuckled into Kazuya’s neck, breathing hard and longing.
“You’re crazy.” Kazuya muttered, refraining his moan as Jin kept on touching, licking and kissing him. “I never agreed to something like this.” He turned and captured Jin’s lips. If he knew something best that was definitely being always in control. And like Jin, he’ll succeed no matter what. “You wanted sex, I offer you sex.” He said breathlessly as he bit Jin’s lower lip. “But my freedom isn’t yours to decide.” He added, his hand curved around Jin’s neck, his fingers dug harshly into the skin. “Oh, and I’ll always have a say in everything related with me.” He smiled close to Jin’s lips.
“I am crazy.” Jin admitted without a flinch. “But you’re the one who made me like this so you have to take responsibility.” he joked before he crushed Kazuya’s lips with his own, slowly feeling like he was losing all of his control. He realized that he never had much control over himself when Kazuya was involved, but he never thought that he will get that addicted to his smell, to his touches, to his body. He wanted him even more after he made him his and he planned to let Kazuya know this. He detached himself from the younger, panting hard and trying to regain his breath. “My game, my rules.” Jin said, eyes locked with Kazuya’s brown orbs. “Each time you disobey me, you’ll lose something dear to you.” he threatened even if his voice was still needy. “Or you want me to make a demonstration?” he hissed, now a little bit more calm.
Kazuya hold his stare, thinking hard while he tried to ignore the lingering sensation that Jin had left over him. He wasn’t going to play by anyone’s rules, because that meant no difference in being someone’s prisoner or someone’s sex toy.
“Our game, our rules.” Kazuya stated, his voice calm and not as needy as Jin’s. “That if you want me to play along. If you want a doll, then I can play that too. But I assure you it won’t be fun without me doing anything.” He got closer again to the older and traced his lips with his thumb. His eyes lingered a little on that spot before going up to Jin’s eyes. He smiled sweetly. “If I lose something dear, you lose me.” He added, letting his hand go down his neck, his chest and hovering at the most pulsing place on Jin’s body. “You have me already, don’t go and spoil everything.” He whispered, kissing Jin’s chin and slowly moved down the neck while his hand slipped into Jin’s pants, pressing it hard against his member.
He needed release, Jin felt like he desperately needed release. Even if his eyes were begging and his body was betraying him, Jin didn’t want to submit to the desire yet. He smirked and grabbed Kazuya’s hand from his pants, lifting it up to his hands and kissing it gently, eyes glued to the other one’s. “What I want is a pet. If you lose something dear, you’ll know that you can still lose more.” Jin smiled as sweetly as the younger, even if it seemed creepier and not cute at all. “But if you don’t seem to believe me…” Jin sighed and fished the phone out of his pants, dialing a number.
Kazuya grabbed Jin’s hand before he could press call on the phone. His stare was no longer seductive but serious and threatening. He held Jin’s wrist tightly, almost as if he wanted to rip it off.
“Fine.” the younger said abruptly, his voice hoarse and displeased. “I submit to you but what you’ll receive will be just a doll.” He added, a grimace appearing on his lips. “Just a doll.” He released Jin’s hand and lied down on the bed looking defiantly at the man. “Now… fuck me.” He said holding up his chin as if he was daring Jin to do so.
Jin sighed tiredly. “You still seem to not understand.” he stated and put the phone at his ear. “And if you can’t hear me, then I’ll make you.” he said grinning at Kazuya and stopping suddenly when someone answered the call, his voice changing totally and seeming now cold and dangerous. “I need you to find someone. As fast as you can.” he ordered while looking at Kazuya with the same grin and innocent eyes.
In a fraction of second, Kazuya slapped the phone out of Jin’s hand which landed on the floor with a thud. He forced Jin down to bed and climbed on top of him. Kazuya leaned in to kiss him, his anger fully expressed in his actions. Jin smirked into the kiss but pushed Kazuya away, keeping him at a distance. “A pet, Kazuya.” he purred like a kitten. “An obedient pet.” he then added and to prove his point, he changed their positions with a quick move, topping Kazuya but immediately detaching himself from his body and sitting up, still looking at the boy. “Understood?” he asked impatiently, his voice betraying the fact that it was the last time he was going to ask. The next time, he’s just going to take what he wants.
Kazuya looked at Jin holding back whatever he wanted to say. Then he simply nodded, cursing his incapability. From now on he would have to give up almost everything he found pleasurable. He was back on square one just like before. He had nothing, he was just a puppet. Tears glittered in his eyes and Kazuya closed them quickly. He would not be that weak, even if those were just tears of frustration and anger.
But Jin smiled, pleased by Kazuya’s answer and not noticing or choosing to ignore his tears. He approached the bed and stopped in front of Kazuya. “Undress.” He ordered, his tone without even a hint of the gentleness it had before. It was dark and anxious, possessive and superior, firm and needy.
The younger blinked a few times and gulped just once. He sat up on the bed and with unwavering hands, he slipped off the ripped shirt and busied himself with the pants. Soon, he had them off too, now being the same way he came on Earth - naked as a baby, because he never wears underwear. He looked at Jin and found himself small, exposed under the heavy stare of the man. He didn’t try to cover anything, he simply stayed and kept on waiting.
And Jin didn’t plan to make him wait for too long. He felt that he had waited for long enough to have Kazuya completely under his submission and now he couldn’t wait to exploit his power, to make him purr like he had dreamed last night. He wanted to hear him scream and at that point, it really didn’t matter if Kazuya was screaming out of pleasure or pain. Jin just wanted to hear his voice, his beautiful voice that made him shiver.
He turned his back on Kazuya and rummaged through one of his closets, searching for something. As soon as he found it, a grin appeared on his face even if the boy couldn’t see it. He changed to his poker face, seeming calm and in control when he faced the younger again and threw him a dildo in his hands.
“Play with yourself.” he said his next order, sitting down on the same armchair he had watched Kazuya sleeping the first night when he was here. He didn’t smile, didn’t show any emotion, but a faint light was dancing in his eyes. He wanted to see a good show.
Kazuya looked shocked at the toy now thrown at him. He kept on glancing from it to Jin, unsure if he had heard correctly. He had never done such a thing nor did he want to. But now he was obliged by Jin who wanted to play with him in the dirtiest way possible. Or that’s what Kazuya thought it was.
He took the dildo in his hands and eyed it warily. He gripped it strongly and looked at Jin with determined eyes.
“Lube.” He simply said, though his lips never moved being pursed into a tight line.
“Under the pillow.” Jin replied without a flinch, but with a smile tugged in the corner of his lips.
Kazuya lied down on the bed, stretching his hand to take the lube. He remained that way as he slowly began to touch himself, letting his hand go down to his cock, holding it gingerly. He touched the head, teasing the slit with his thumb and slowly began to move along it. He brought his other hand to his lips, inserting one of his fingers into his mouth and wetting it completely. Then a second and a third followed, the latter tracing it with his tongue, licking it all. As his pace fastened around his member, Kazuya found it hard to breath. He touched and pinched his nipples, biting on his lower lip to suppress moans that would have followed. He felt a warm liquid sliding down his hand and he realized that it won’t be long till he’ll come. He searched for the lube and opened it, smearing his fingers with the cream. His hand left his erected member for a moment as he positioned himself for better access. He thrust his hips up in the air as his fingers circled the twitching hole as if preparing it. It was cold as he slipped one finger inside making him gasp and writhe in pain. The pre-cum slid down its member and onto his balls, tickling him as it reached his hand. Taking deep breaths, he inserted another finger, arching his body as he began to move them inside of him. With his other hand he grabbed onto the pulsing shaft, pumping it hard. When he felt he was enough stretched, Kazuya looked for the dildo with shaking hands.
"Turn around. I want to see." Jin suddenly interfered, his voice low, full with desire. He licked his lips, his eyes glued to Kazuya's every move, being careful to not miss anything. Not one sound, not one touch. He wanted it all.
Kazuya barely heard Jin’s command but felt his body submit to his will and swift to the side Jin was, his toes now hanging over the bed’s margin. He looked at Jin with an expression of utmost desire and passion mixed with dislike and disdain altogether. Kazuya felt the dildo into his hand and brought it close to the hole between his ass cheeks. He gripped harder and moved faster onto his member, wanting to forget the pain that would have to follow. He inserted the toy slowly, his mouth opening into a silent moan and his eyes closing in pain. He pushed it all inside, writhing and arching at each movement of it. It was embarrassing but even so, he couldn’t stop the moans from escaping his mouth or his hand from moving faster while his hole stretched more and allowed the dildo to go even deeper. His thrusts became needy, the pumping of his cock fastened and he felt like he’ll soon lose control over himself. He closed his eyes when he came, but the pleasure was beyond the shame and pain he felt that moment. His eyes fluttered open as his legs were spread wide and loosely hanging over the bed’s margin. His member was pulsing slowly in his sticky hand, full covered with his semen. He turned his face from Jin, looking at the opposite wall. His body kept on twitching as he could definitely feel the dildo at even the slightest move around him.
Jin had to admit that was the hottest thing ever. He was already so hard only at the image of Kazuya coming that he couldn’t even image how would it be like to have him all for himself, to take advantage of his body and the time they had together. Lust was the only thing controlling Jin when he sat up and started to head towards the bed where Kazuya was waiting for him.
He stopped dead in his tracks when the doorbell rang and Jin cursed. He ignored it at first, but the other person didn’t seem to be wanting to get the message and to disappear. “Don’t move.” he said before he left the room, closing the door behind him. Kazuya didn’t look after Jin nor did he move. He just stayed limply on the bed, ashamed of what he has done and letting his thoughts waver.
On the other side of the room, Jin nervously opened the door, prepared to fuck off whoever had had the nerve to disturb him. “What do you want?” he growled at the blond man, tapping his foot. But the said man simply ignored him and entered the apartment.
“Didn’t you miss your best friend?” he whined, battling his eyelashes.
“Fuck you, Pi.” Jin rolled his eyes and followed his best friend into the living room.
“You wish.” the other replied with a smug face and a wave of hand, sending a kiss through the air and sitting down on the couch after. “Were you busy?” he then asked, suddenly curious to see who was Jin hiding in his bedroom. His expression betrayed him and Yamapi could feel the cold shivers running through his body every time his eyes met Jin’s, aware of his friend’s desire to punch him and make him disappear. Of course, it didn’t mean that Pi was planning on doing that. On the contrary, because Jin’s glowing eyes and the fact that he was still home and not out clubbing or at least in search of a good fuck meant that he has one already.
“Yes, so I want you to go.” Jin answered, feeling his patience running out and not noticing the scrutinizing gazes that Yamapi was throwing at him. He really needed to get laid and damn that bastard for disturbing him!
“Eeeh?! I want to see who!” instead Yamapi suddenly decided and sat up, walking to the direction of the bedroom only to find Jin blocking it.
“No, you don’t.” he simply said, not being keen on offering explanations.
“But I do.” Pi pouted. “Come one, Jin, maybe we’ll put up a threesome.” he grinned at his friend, throwing his hand over Jin’s shoulders and making him sigh. It wasn’t like this never happened - it was a common occurrence between the two of them - but Jin was feeling kind of possessive with his new toy and because of reasons unknown to him, he didn’t want anyone else to touch Kazuya. He didn’t want anyone else to see or talk to the boy, even less when Kazuya was waiting for him, standing naked on his big bed and with a dildo between his legs.
“Okay, but after you see him, you leave. Got that?” Jin bargained, still not willing to lose.
Pi nodded, still sulking, and Jin sighed again, heading to his bedroom and opening the door to see Kazuya in the same position he had left him. His legs were still a little bit high and Jin could see the dildo moving slightly inside of him, along with Kazuya’s breathing. He gulped but nevertheless he smiled to himself because this gave him an idea. Maybe he could afford sharing a little bit of Kazuya if that meant even more fun for him.
“Put on your pants and shirt. I want you to meet someone.” Jin said with the most normal voice he could. He turned to leave but before he could close the door, he said his last command, with a smirk dancing on his lips: “Oh, and let the dildo where it is if you like it that much.”
Part II (can't believe it's too large o.o')