To Submit, extra no.2
Jun. 20th, 2011 06:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
radhajPairings: Tetsuya x Hyde, Yukihiro x Hyde, Ken x Hyde
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me except for my twisted mind and the fic itself. The people in it are real and free though.
Warnings: Too many + too spoilery. Let's just say: KINKY AS HELL!
Summary: Continuation of this
Note: Quite some time (years maybe?) into the future after "To Submit". Make your own conclusions of how the relationship had evolved in that time and read at your own judgement. Don't worry, there will be parts that will continue after where I left off before. This was written for/at the request of someone very dear to me. And yes, part 1 means this will be continued on its own. Soon.
Extra no. 2 - Part 3
Tetsuya barely paid any mind to what he was doing to his pet. His hand moved without him even thinking about it, fucking the twitching and spasming hole with the vibrator. The singer’s moans of pleasure and desperation was simply like familiar background music to his ears while he considered his options.
Initially he had planned on continuing the rehearsal immediately after the punishment. It just seemed like it would be so much fun to make hyde go back to singing, knowing that the people he was working with had just witnessed him going through something that humiliating. But with his pet’s admittance and plea for more punishment, he had to reconsider. Especially as, judging by the looks on his two bandmates’ faces (whose both gazes were still fixed on the obscene performance his little slut was giving), neither of them would mind if he moved on to the next stage of his plans a little faster. There was only one thing left to decide on, then.
Both of the other musicians had retreated from their instruments and sat down on chairs whilst they were waiting through (read: enjoying) the show. Ken finally seemed to sense Tetsu’s gaze on him then and met his old friend’s eyes. He raised an eyebrow at the bassist’s questioning look and leaned back in his chair, habitually reaching into his pocket for his cigarettes and lighting one up. Normally, that would have been unacceptable in Tetsu’s presence. But the leader figured that he had no place complaining about the older man’s addictions when he was thoroughly enjoying his own at the moment, and turned towards the drummer instead.
Yukki met Tetsu’s inquiring look with his own, half-amused, half-relaxed one, and the leader’s decision was made. Not a surprising outcome at all. After all, while the guitarist had already indicated he might finally succumb this time and take up Tetsu on his offer, it wasn’t reasonable to expect him be that eager about it.
Tetsu looked down suddenly to the work his hand was doing and then looked up at hyde’s face, just because he wanted to see a reaction on it. With no warning and abrupt movements, he pushed the vibrator as far as he could into the willing body and with a practiced hand turned it on. He smirked when he saw the vocalist’s eyes and mouth shoot open, yet the tiny man’s shout of surprise didn’t go past his lips, getting stuck in his throat.
His movements just as sharp, the leader straightened out the black panties, trusting them to keep the vibrating toy in place and grabbed the singer’s hair again (briefly considering if he should also punish hyde for letting his hair get so disheveled). He roughly dragged the singer towards the drummer and threw him at the skinny man’s feet. Knowing how the game worked by now, Yukihiro didn’t even react when hyde collapsed in front of him and immediately tried to recover and kneel in front of him in a submissive pose. He struggled a little longer, not used to his outfit and the way the shoes weighted down his feet, but eventually managed and went incredibly still, not saying a word or letting out a sound, meekly waiting for new orders and his punishment.
“I’d understand if you’ll refuse, since it’s a waste of time, spending it on a worthless whore like that,” the leader spoke, addressing the drummer casually and emotionlessly, as if they were discussing tomorrow’s weather, “But I thought, maybe you’d like to use the slut. Punish it your own way. You saw that it deserved it, right? Even enjoyed the pain, the filthy bitch, as if I didn’t waste enough time punishing it once.”
Hyde tensed in his position at their feet, obviously resisting a need to beg for forgiveness for that, since he didn’t have permission to speak. Yukki bent down, cupping Tetsu’s pet’s chin and forcing it to straighten out its upper body from the completely hunched position it was in before so he could see its face. Even so, the singer kept his own eyes to the side, not daring to look at the person who now held the ability to do with him whatever they wanted.
“And what can a useless thing like you do for me, huh?” Yukki asked in his silent and calm voice that clashed so horribly with his crude words. He showed no pity for the weak and fragile body in front of him. “What would I do with a pathetic whore like you? Are you even worth punishing?”
“Anything you like, Sir,” hyde whimpered, as humbly as he could, “Please use this cheap slut however you desire. It will strive to obey every order it’s given, Master Yukki, just please, be so kind so as to give it as many demeaning and painful tasks as you can. It craves for punishment and it begs you not to be lenient on it, because it should get the worst possible treatment.”
Yukki gazed at him dispassionately for a few seconds more before letting his chin go. Hyde immediately lowered his head again, while Yukki sat back and started undoing his belt first, then the button of his pants. Seeing that the drummer finally seemed to be about to take up his offer, Tetsu bent over his pet to whisper in his ear.
“You’d better not disappoint him, slut. If you dare embarrass me for owning such a pathetic failure like you for a pet by performing inadequately, I’ll make sure you’ll regret it like you’ve never regretted anything before.”
The helpless man nodded immediately to show that he understood and Tetsu stepped away. He had planned to enjoy today from the sidelines mostly and was still holding to the plan. Even though the hardness that was pulsing in his own pants by now didn’t make it easy.
He settled into a chair next to the guitarist who was just finishing his cigarette and prepared for the show he expected to get.
“You will join in later, won’t you?” He asked without taking his eyes off his pet, trying to make sure he had read his friend correctly.
“Maybe,” Ken muttered, obviously still unwilling to commit himself to it, but Tetsu just smiled, now surer than ever that his "straight" friend would do it. “It seems like you’ve planned quite a bit for today though,” the guitarist continued quietly, “Are you sure about it?”
Tetsu knew that Ken was just being careful, but still, he couldn’t help but be amused by the older man’s worries.
“Ken, the rules were the same as always,” he said, knowing there was no need to fear the other two would overhear - they were far too preoccupied for that, “And I might sometimes… push him into making mistakes, or put him in situations where he is more likely to make them, but I did neither this time. For him to have done it… He either did it intentionally, to cause this onto himself, or he did it by mistake and he now honestly feels he deserves this. The point is,” the smile on the bassist’s face for a second lost all of its sadism and turned loving and caring instead, “whichever possibility is the truth, he wants this. And he’s enjoying it. I’d never do it if he did not.”
*-*-*-*-*-*-*
For a few horrifying minutes, hyde felt like he no longer knew what to do. His attention was simply stretched out too much for him to cope.
The vibrating toy inside of him made him want to moan and squirm, even though his Master only turned it on to a very low setting – enough to tease him, but never enough to give near enough stimulation to be satisfied. His dick throbbed in its bindings, begging for attention that hyde knew he’d neither get nor did he deserve and he felt faint from the arousal which coursed through his body, making it hot and flushed.
But still, he knew that his biggest duty was always to his Master, and he knew he could not let his own dirty and wanton needs cloud his mind and distract him. He was always supposed to be aware of his Master’s wishes. He’d long since learned and got used to paying all of his attention to Tetsu-sama when He was in the same room as him, and even when He wasn’t.
So when his Master threw him onto the ground in front of Yukki-sama, so graciously asking if Yukki-sama would be so kind as to punish him for his sake, hyde felt both joy and trepidation. He just feared he wouldn’t be able to do his duty well, not when he now craved to please both of them as well as he could. He tried his best to offer himself to the Drummer as completely as he could, but only when his Master whispered to him did the singer find his center again.
If his Master wanted him to concentrate on pleasing Yukki-sama, then he will make sure that it’s all he thinks about. Even if it saddened him that his Master was leaving him, going somewhere where he could not please him by anything else but the performance he’d now give.
He let himself take a deeper breath and close his eyes in preparation for what was coming whilst he waited for Yukki-sama to open his pants and give him further orders. When he opened his eyes again a second later, he was much calmer and even more eager to please, his gaze concentrating on the bulge in the Drummer’s pants that almost made the zipper open by itself. He was suddenly overcome by the need to pleasure it, to touch or lick the arousal that he knew was hidden there, to feel the musky scent assaulting his nostrils while his mouth was filled with the hard hotness that was Yukki-sama’s cock. He squirmed a little as he knew he couldn’t do that before getting permission and the action made the vibrator inside of him shift slightly in a way to make him gasp quietly and tremble even more.
“You’re enjoying that toy in your slutty hole, aren’t you?” He suddenly heard Yukki-sama’s voice as he saw the drummer’s hand slowly, teasingly opening his own zipper, “Tell me, how does it feel? Do you want it to go faster? Do you want to take it and drive it much much deeper into yourself, fucking your own ass with it, moaning and writhing on the floor before us, like a pet on display, without any sense of shame?”
“Yes, Sir,” The vocalist groaned out, huskily, his eyes not straying from the drummer’s crotch, waiting to finally see the dick that was hopefully to be his privilege to blow or be taken by, even though his vision threeatened to cloud over by the images the Drummer’s voice conjured in his head, “The only thing this pet wants more than that is for that toy to be replaced by a big and thick cock like Yours and then be fucked roughly and brutally until You fill it with Your cum.”
“But do you think you really deserve that, slut?” Yukihiro asked, parting the folds of His pants and touching Himself through the material of His boxers for a second, “Do you really think you deserve to be taken by this cock?”
Hyde’s breath hitched for a second when he could finally see the hard and already weeping with precum dick so close to himself. His face moved a millimeter forward, but he did not dare go any further, as much as he craved to lick the pearly drops of bitter liquid off its head.
“This slut only deserves punishment, Sir, because it is worthless and is always proving how much of a failure it is,” he whimpered, helplessly and desperately, remembering his place.
“That’s right,” Yukki whispered, “And you should be thankful I even agreed to do it. And even more thankful,” the Drummer leaned forward again to whisper into hyde’s ear, biting on the lobe at first and watching the pet squirm some more, “Because I decided to do it by fucking your filthy, cock-sucking mouth.”
The singer was not given any chance to react to the sudden announcement, his scalp once again grabbed in an unrelenting grip that forced him lean forward so quickly he barely managed to save himself with his hands from falling clumsily forward.
“Open wide,” was the next order and hyde immediately obeyed, parting his lips to receive Yukki’s dick in his mouth a second later. The Drummer didn’t push deep at first and the singer took the opportunity to suck at the rock hard member as eagerly as he could, running his tongue along the hot length while he had the freedom to do so. He had a certain amount of confidence in his skills in this, knowing his Master made him practice this until he reached at least a satisfactory level. He did his best to satisfy Yukki-sama as much as he could and felt his body shiver in joy when his efforts coaxed out a moan from the man he was serving, the sound mingling with the loud slurps and sucking sounds his movements were causing.
“Ah, yes… just like that,” the Drummer whispered, sounding dazed while hyde continued moving his head up and down his throbbing shaft, “Ngh-yeah… suck that dick harder you horny bitch…. Ahh… such a good cock-sucker…”
The singer felt a surge of pride at the crude titles Master Yukki bestowed upon him. He liked being called that since he knew that was what he really was. He moved in even further, feeling the head of the hardness he was blowing at the back of his throat and moaning around it, sending vibrations that further pleasured the skinny man.
That seemed to finally make the Drummer lose control and hyde’s head was suddenly pushed forward, his throat constricting around the flesh that was forced into it. The singer choked, coughing around it and trying to suppress his gag reflex, resisting the urge to try and fight the hand that was so relentlessly pushing him forward. Tears immediately started running down his cheeks, without him meaning to let them escape. But from experience, hyde knew that his Master liked him better when he was crying and looked to be in pain. Thus he did not try to reign them in, hoping that Master Yukki would find them pleasing as well.
He struggled to stop coughing and gagging though, trying to regain control over his throat muscles and open it up in a way that Yukki-sama could use it like He wanted to. As soon as the worst quivers and spasms of his body subsided, the Drummer withdrew slightly and then thrust back inside, having no mercy after hearing the painful mewls that the singer let out because of that and hyde had no choice but to hold on as well as he could while Yukihiro started fucking his mouth without any restraint at all.
It hurt, and it bruised and his jaw started hurting after a while, but he held his position trying to do everything in his power to serve Yukki-sama as well as he could. He had very limited space to move his tongue over the heated arousal thrusting deep into his throat, but he still managed to give some more pleasure by moving it at least slightly and suckling a little whenever he got the chance.
Before long, the drummer’s thrusts became even more erratic; the pleasured groans and moans that hyde could hear becoming louder and more insistent. Soon, the singer gave up on doing anything and just focused on relaxing his throat even more, the sensation of the hard dick thrusting into his mouth becoming almost too painful to bear, even though he knew with all his being that he should be forced to endure even more pain, punished even more harshly.
Then, one last thrust, the most painful of all, and hyde moaned when he felt Yukki-sama coming, his cock stuck as deeply into his throat as it could go, making hyde struggle not to gag once more when he felt the hot cum being released inside of him. He stayed submissively and patiently still, his face pushed into the curls surrounding the cock that was still deep in his throat while Yukki tensed a few times, the aftershock of the intense orgasm he just experienced going through his body. And then, after a minute of such stillness, the Drummer carelessly pulled the tiny vocalist’s head off himself.
Since that meant he lost everything that held him up straight, hyde immediately tumbled to the ground, coughing and then gasping as that made his throat hurt even more. He had no strength to move even an inch, his wheezing breaths echoing in his own ears. He was trying to recover as quickly as possible, in case this part of his punishment wasn’t over yet and Master Yukki were to still demand service from him.
But when he felt someone finally come close to him, it was his Master, not Yukki-sama. hyde trembled a bit, fearing the possibility that his actions had been found unsatisfactory and bracing his body for pain if that was the case. But the touch that his Master honored him with was a gentle one. hyde almost cried in happiness when Tetsu-sama guided his undeserving body to sit up and caressed his cheek, before leaning in and licking the trail of tears that had escaped the singer’s eyes while his mouth was used so roughly.
“You did good, pet,” his most worshiped person spoke against his forehead, His voice soft. hyde whimpered and was about to protest that he was nothing but a sex toy that did not deserve such high praise, but his Master saved him from speaking without permission by choosing that moment to claim his lips with His own.
The singer surrendered to the kiss immediately and completely, giving up his mouth and his bruised lips for the Bassist’s explorations, only responding as much as his position as a lowly servant allowed him to. He was so happy and so content in that moment that nothing seemed to matter; not even the fact that he knew his punishment wasn’t over yet. His Master was just showing his incredible kindness by giving him some attention and letting him know He was satisfied with how he bore the deserved treatment until now.
Tetsu’s hands slid down his back lifting up his skirt and playing again with the vibrator inside of the vocalist, making him moan into the kiss. The action was torturing to feel with his already overstimulated body, but he still enjoyed it. He sensed his Master’s intentions, and knew they would only bring more torment in the end, but didn’t make a sound when the vibrations inside him suddenly turned faster and more powerful. He knew he had to be denied relief and tormented by its closeness because he dared to seek it out himself yesterday. It was the most fitting way for him to atone for what he’d done.
“Come on, pet,” Tetsu spoke after parting their lips, “It’s time to continue with the rehearsal now.”
Hyde’s eyes widened, hardly believing what he heard. He wanted to ask about his Master’s needs, and maybe even after Ken-sama’s, but his Master was already raising himself from the floor and going towards his place near the bass amp, with Master Ken putting out a cigarette and following him. To his surprise, Yukki-sama seemed to have already composed himself while he was preoccupied and was now sitting in his place behind the drums. The singer had no choice but to stand up on his shaking legs, stumbling slightly when he almost forgot about his footwear, and walk towards his own station behind the front mike.
And then he was confronted by the mirror again.
He looked horrible, his dress rumpled, his face flushed and his hair completely disheveled. Fortunately, his mascara didn’t run down when he cried but his lip-gloss was smeared off his bruised lips and his eyes were red and slightly puffy.
He tried to straighten himself out as best as he could while the others got ready to play, not wanting to make them look at something so unsightly. But he felt so faint and dizzy that he barely managed to do it, especially when every little movement he made seemed to make the vibrator inside him shift and distract him. He couldn’t imagine how he would be able to sing.
And yet sing he did, his voice even more hoarse than before. He would have been horrified by how he sounded if he were not so concentrated on just continuing to do it, standing straight, not making any more mistakes, bearing the pain and the arousal that both were just as horrible as the other by now. And yet, as torturing as it sounded, he still enjoyed it.
He must have managed to do what he had to pretty well, somehow, because the next time Tetsu stopped the rehearsal (hyde had no idea how much time had passed), he was red-faced and his eyes glazed-over, but he knew the break in rehearsal couldn’t have been his fault. In fact, it turned out it was nobody’s fault at all.
“Lunch break,” Tetsu announced and hyde only just heard it through the haze he was in, drowning in seemingly endless arousal. Still, he was just as aware of his Master as ever and did his best to blink his absentmindedness away when the Bassist started walking his way. “I’m tempted to send you to get us something, slut.”
The singer’s eyes widened. He knew he’d have to go down through the building then, into the busy streets, trying to hide his identity and not to give away the fact that he had a vibrator on, teasing him continuously, in his ass. He could almost imagine rushing through the streets, trying to decipher which of the gazes directed at him were suspicious, which ones he had to avoid unless he wanted them to realize that under that skimpy skirt was a tied and pulsing with arousal cock and a flushed body that just begged to be fucked again and again...
“But,” his Master continued before his thoughts could go any further, “In that slutty outfit, someone would probably think you’d welcome their advances. And though I’m sure a bitch like you would gladly spread its legs for everyone who asks, I won’t stand for my property to be used by just anyone. So that is out of the question, I’m afraid.”
The singer partly sighed in relief, partly had to swallow a protest at the words. He would never… He’d never betray his Master like that. He lived to serve Him and he’d only ever let other people touch him if his Master so desired. Like he was and would still be doing today, he knew.
“I guess it’s just as well,” Tetsu-sama continued in the meantime, waking him from his thoughts again. There was a tone in his voice that immediately made hyde realize his Master was planning something and he shuddered, knowing that he will enjoy whatever it was. “Yukki and I will go,” was the unexpected finish and hyde could only look after his Master as He immediately turned towards the exit.
Couldn’t they just order, he wanted to ask. He did not want his Master to leave him and he could not understand why his beloved Owner still hadn’t let him tend to His needs yet today…
“Ken,” the Bassist spoke unexpectedly again, just before he was about to leave the studio with the Drummer in tow. “I trust you’ll… take good care of my pet in the meantime.”
Hyde couldn’t deny his breathing immediately quickened in excitement as the tone of his Master left no doubt of just what kind of care He expected the Guitarist to extend towards him…
*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Ken was never slow on uptake. He knew that Tetsu took Yukihiro with him for his sake, giving him the… privacy he needed to break through whatever left-over barriers he still had. He didn’t know what he thought about it, but to be honest, he was a bit too preoccupied to think of it too deeply.
He’d been completely unable to concentrate for the last hour or however long it was that they attempted to play for this time. His eyes kept straying towards their vocalist the whole time, and with how much his performance suffered because of that, there was no doubt that the person responsible for his lack of attention was the only one that did not notice it.
There was something… Ken tried to brush it off as a result of hyde’s more-than-ever feminine appearance, but he knew that wasn’t completely fair of him. Maybe he was just finally ready to admit that, straight or not, he was attracted to the frail and small man he knew so well. He could finally admit that watching Yukki use the singer and seeing hyde writhe and beg for it was not only… interesting, but also insanely hot and arousing. He could admit, that he wanted to be in the drummer’s place at the time. He could admit, that the whole time after that, he spent fantasizing about dragging the tiny singer away from the damn microphone to the adjacent resting room, throwing him on a couch and doing… something to him. Or, more likely, everything.
When the door slammed shut behind the two men, he turned to look at hyde. The singer was staring at him when he did it, but immediately caught himself and looked down. Ken’s arousal made itself even better known in his pants at that. He just couldn’t believe how submissive the normally diva-esque singer could become.
Out of a habit, Ken fished in his pockets for his cigarettes and lighted one, taking a few smokes from it before finally moving towards the singer. He stopped maybe a foot away and was about to raise his free hand to caress one of the still heated cheeks, but was unable to do that before hyde reacted to his presence beside him… by immediately slipping onto his knees before him. Damn it, this was really turning Ken on far more than anything ever did before. At least, far more than anything the guitarist could remember with his mind that was quickly sinking lower and lower down into the depths of pure lust.
He crouched down, so he was on a more equal level to the vocalist and let his hand run gently through the hair that had been abused so much today. He could admit that the violence and the clearly defined roles were some of the things that fascinated him the most about this. And if hyde just continued begging for it, Ken thought he could not… no, he would not stop himself from abusing him just as much as Tetsu seemed to give him the leeway to do.
Ash fell from the forgotten cigarette in his other hand, waking him from his stupor. On a sudden urge, he bowed even lower and without any warning captured the singer’s abused lips with his own.
A slight widening of eyes, and then instant submission. The vocalist was obviously a great kisser, but he only responded to the guitarist’s movements, allowing him all the freedom to control everything about the kiss, to explore his mouth and to suck on the pliant but eager tongue. Ken let himself groan into the kiss, enjoying it for a few more moments before parting their lips. He nibbled on one of the most likely hurting pink petals and then finally stood up again, making hyde do the same by tugging on one of his hands.
“I will not be any gentler than either Yukki or Tetsu,” Ken whispered the warning into the ear of the shivering singer, just in case.
“This slut doesn’t expect you to be, Ken-sama,” was the almost immediate answer, the hoarse voice quiet and without even a hint of protest, “It will take and thank you for whatever treatment you decide to give it.”
Hearing that, the guitarist just turned, and, dragging the singer after himself by the hand, crossed the room in his long stride, not much caring about how the small vocalist would keep up on his much shorter legs and high heels. He took a few last drags out of the still burning cigarette before they reached the resting room that he had thought of so longingly before. Snubbing out the cigarette on an ashtray he found there, he harshly threw the vocalist on the leather couch that occupied at least a fourth of the small room and immediately straddled the smaller man, briefly knocking the air out of his lungs.
“’Whatever treatment’ you said, right?” He whispered almost cruelly, licking the long neck that was now exposed before him, bruised and marked thoroughly already. And yet he did not waver before sinking his own teeth in into the skin and sucking so suddenly that the singer yelped, his eyes widening a fraction more, and arched his back so high off the couch that he almost caused both of them to tumble off of it. “I intend to take up that offer completely.”
Not one for wasting time, Ken slithered down the small body until he could harshly raise up the black skirt in one, smooth movement, exposing everything underneath it. The guitarist had to withhold an impressed whistle. That just had to hurt, he thought when he saw how tightly and ruthlessly the singer’s genitals were tied up, still straining against the black panties he wore. The guitarist quickly lowered those as well, smirking when he saw the vibrator poking out of a spasming hole a little lower, buzzing as it continued its pleasurable torture, but paid it no more attention at the moment, deciding to rub over the hard and weeping cock instead. He might not have been in a position to fondle another man’s privates like this before, but he was sure he could imagine how that felt at the moment. It was confirmed when the singer reacted to the touch with a pained groan.
“Speak, slut,” Ken threw, getting into his role pretty quickly, squeezing the tight balls slightly, prompting another miserable mewl, “You’ve already proved you have a dirty mouth, so put it to good use.”
The helpless pet nodded vigorously, looking like he was close to being out of his mind with pain and arousal and trembling all over.
“It hurts, Master Ken,” he gasped, almost deliriously, “But it hurts so good and... Oh God, more…”
Ken smirked wider. He had raised his other hand to play with the vibrator while the other continued putting painful pressure on the singer’s testicles. The pet shivered even more and whimpered when the toy was pushed even deeper inside of him.
“You sure are a pain-loving whore, aren’t you?” Ken whispered again. “I’ll be sure not to deprive you of it then.”
The singer’s mouth opened to let out a silent scream when the guitarist drew the vibrator almost completely out and then pushed it right back in just as he gave the singer’s balls an even more painful squeeze. The pet’s head thrashed from side to side, tears already sliding down from his eyes and he barely remembered to answer:
“Yes please, Sir, hurt this slut until it begs You to stop,” he said breathlessly, forcefully squeezing out the words, “And then hurt it even more.”
With one last, even harder squeeze, Ken finally let go and the singer immediately sighed, torn between relief and protest when the pain lessened so quickly and so drastically. He was obviously still completely out of it and it took him a moment to understand what was happening when Ken proceeded to grab his legs, bending them and pushing them upwards, causing the whole lower part of the dress to pool around the singer’s waist.
“Hold yourself open for me, bitch,” Ken ordered crudely, pushing the knees, hard, to the singer’s chest until the overwhelmed man’s mind finally caught up with what was wanted from him and grabbed his own legs behind the knees, hugging them closer to himself.
“Is this to your liking, Sir?” he asked in a raspy voice, remembering the earlier command to keep talking, his words punctuated with sharp pants full of excitement.
“I said open, slut. Spread them wider, I’m sure you know how,” Ken threw at him, slapping the side of his ass sharply to show his dissatisfaction, evoking another pleasured moan and an immediate spreading of limbs. Ken’s dark eyes burned, taking in the obscene sight in front of him. The vocalist’s legs were now partly dangling to the sides, the shoes weighting them down, his arms strained with the effort to keep them up. His eyes looked unfocused and glazed over, sweat trickling down the path that tears just took a while ago down his face. He was completely exposing himself to the guitarist, tremors running through his fevered looking body.
“Is this… better… Ken-sama?” hyde asked after he parted his legs as much as he was able to, his chest rising and falling rapidly, as he got even more excited by trying to imagine what Ken would do to his offered body next. “Is this slut in a good position for You to use it now?”
“It’ll have to do,” Ken grunted coldly, sitting back for a while, to quickly open up his pants and lower them just enough to free his cock. He stroked down it a few times as he leaned back over the singer, whose arms had by now, started to tremble from the tiredness of holding himself spread for so long. “You look quite ready for my cock, you wanton little whore. You probably can’t wait to be fucked anymore.”
He briefly captured the singer’s lips in yet another bruising kiss, while one of his hands blindly wandered lower before finally groping its way to the base of the vibrator, twisting it suddenly just as he let go the lips, wanting to see the reaction on that flushed face.
“Ah… Ken…sama…” the singer moaned deeply, struggling not to let go off his hands, “Thi… this horny bitch is… always ready to be fucked. It likes feeling cocks thrusting into its hole, using it for their own pleasure and AARGH…”
The tiny man couldn’t possibly finish that sentence because at that moment, Ken pulled the vibrator out of him, not giving any indication beforehand that he might do that so suddenly. The singer convulsed in half-pain, half-pleasure, his eyes rolling back towards his head and the guitarist had a suspicion that if not for the bindings preventing him from doing it, hyde would have probably come right then and there. Not looking away from that orgasmic expression for even the briefest moments, Ken quickly positioned his own throbbing and hurting from hardness dick at the writhing pet’s opening and moved forward, penetrating him in one, fluid thrust.
He barely even heard the pained shriek hyde let out at that. The absolutely intoxicating tightness that welcomed him took away his breath and he faltered for a second. He could admit he did not expect this. He thought he could rightly guess that hyde hadn’t gone through yesterday without getting used. And he knew the pet had the vibrator inside him the whole day today. The guitarist had expected the vocalist to be… loosened. But whether it was because hyde was so close to his ever-denied release, or because the singer was so desperate and used to trying to please, the ring of muscles clutched and spasmed around him in a way that made Ken feel like he simply couldn’t hold back anymore, starting to tremble himself.
“Shit, Hyde, you’re really so damn good at this…” he hissed through his teeth. The use of the name might have been considered a slip in the role on his part, but didn't care, just too far gone by now. Ken steadied himself by wrapping his arms around the tiny form of the vocalist beneath him, taking away some of the strain from hyde’s arms by partly taking over holding the singer’s legs up. The second he felt comfortable though, he withdrew from the heat only to thrust right back in, not trying to be gentle at all. In fact, he did it as roughly as he could, knowing that it was what the man he was fucking wanted, and desiring to see the pain mixed with pleasure flow over the features of the face beneath his again.
“Ken…sama…” the singer moaned, desperately, trying to push himself back against the man pounding into him as much as he could without being insolent or demanding, “K-Ken-sa…ma…” he kept calling the name, relishing in the allowance to talk that was granted him, something that happened quite rarely, but still careful not to overstep his boundaries, “Harder, I beg you… Do me… Screw me, harder… Make me scream in pain, p-please…”
The obscene pleas made Ken’s blood boil even hotter. He didn’t feel like denying the singer what he so submissively begged for, and with every succeeding thrust he went faster, stronger and rougher, withdrawing further only to lunge back even deeper. There was no rhythm, no steadiness, only chaotic and primal thrusting. When Ken realized that at some point, just enough blood appeared to help the movement along, he simply couldn’t care anymore and just pounded faster.
“Ah… It hurts, Master-Ken… It hurts so much… I can’t take it anymore…” hyde was whimpering, no longer able to shout. But his actions were contradicting his words, because he just kept trying to meet the violent thrusts better.
“You’ll take however much I want you to take, you filthy slut,” Ken grunted between thrusts, stopping suddenly at the end of the sentence. Without warning, he withdrew completely, staring straight into the singer’s overflowing from tears eyes that widened at the unexpected pause, trying to focus. And then he hissed, just as mercilessly as before: “I will make sure to give you as much pain as you begged from me before.”
He suddenly grabbed the singer, turning him harshly over so he was half kneeling bent over, half lying on his stomach on the couch and barely spared a glance to the abused opening before entering it again. He was so close, he could almost taste the finish already at the tip of his tongue. Thrusting just as roughly as before, if not more, he watched as hyde struggled to hold on, too out of it to be able to say anything anymore or even moan in either pain or pleasure, but his body was still quivering from obvious masochistic enjoyment. The sight was so delicious and sinful that Ken couldn’t take it anymore. He withdrew one more time, inhaling the sweet scent of sex with the slightest tinge of blood in the air and then lunged forward again, releasing before he was even completely buried back again, filling the singer with his seed until the white liquid even leaked out of the opening.
Ken almost blacked out, the orgasm almost more intense than he could take. It seemed like minutes passed before he could breathe again, and only then did he realize that he had collapsed on top of hyde, the small singer trembling underneath him but mutely bearing his weight without any complaint. Groaning as he forced himself to move again, the guitarist lifted himself away from the pitiful thing under him, withdrawing from him with a squelchy sound at the same time. Ken struggled to get up and clean himself up a bit, fixing his clothes and then looking back to the man he just used so thoroughly.
The singer looked the part completely. He hadn’t moved his body more than gravity did it for him. He only collapsed a bit more comfortably on the couch, still on his stomach, breathing heavily and hectically, sprawled over the piece of furniture.
Ken stepped a tad closer, worried just a little. The vocalist’s anus was bleeding a bit, but it was far less than Ken had feared. He’d seen hyde in far, far worse shape when he visited Tetsu’s home sometimes. Right now, the Bassist’s beloved pet just looked exhausted and used.
A sudden noise behind him made Ken look back and he saw Tetsu and Yukki entering the room, obviously just back from their little trip, bags of Chinese take-out in their hands. As soon as his eyes fell on his lover on the couch, the Bassist’s eyes widened a little, before a small satisfied smile slipped onto his face.
“I must admit,” he said, turning towards Ken, “I didn’t expect this much,” the smile turned sadistic as he turned away to step further into the room, ignoring his pet and walking towards a small table on which he put the food on, “He looks almost broken.”
Yukihiro had followed the bassist into the room almost as unaffected by what greeted them there and put the food he brought down as well. Ken’s eyes strayed back to the singer, who didn’t really react to any of them yet, still trying to recover. He didn’t realize he was staring until his line of sight as cut off by Tetsu who slipped between him and the person that was the center of his attention still.
“You two should start eating,” the leader said, bowing over the unmoving figure, brushing a hand through its hair, “I’ll just take care of this, and I’ll join you.”
tbc...
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Date: 2011-06-26 10:26 pm (UTC)I'm glad he did, I was hoping Ken and Yuki would join in >)
I liked the moment with Tetsu after hyde served Yuki, it was sweet~ I didn't expect them to start rehearsing again at all though. I'm tempted to say poor hyde, but I suppose it's not really necessary is it?
There was something… Ken tried to brush it off as a result of hyde’s more-than-ever feminine appearance, but he knew that wasn’t completely fair of him. Maybe he was just finally ready to admit that, straight or not, he was attracted to the frail and small man he knew so well.
THIS~ And omg, the whole part with Ken and hyde... I have no words really, all I can say is, I'm not sure exactly why, but it's one of my fave scenes from this series ♥
Can't wait to see what Tetsu's going to do to hyde now!
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Date: 2011-07-05 10:33 pm (UTC)I wanted to include at least a little bit of sweetness inbetween all that... pretty... HARSH stuff :)
Thank you :) I really am SO glad to hear people's thoughts and likes and dislikes.
I should finish it up soon, but I'll see how it goes :)
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Date: 2011-07-24 12:08 am (UTC)Anyway, I love this chapter... I agree that the Ken x Hyde part was really hot and Tetsuya kissing Hyde was very sweet (maybe even somewhat possessive? "Hey you guys are enjoying him but he is still mine" That's what I thought when I read it =P)
The singer’s eyes widened. He knew he’d have to go down through the building then, into the busy streets, trying to hide his identity and not to give away the fact that he had a vibrator on, teasing him continuously, in his ass. He could almost imagine rushing through the streets, trying to decipher which of the gazes directed at him were suspicious, which ones he had to avoid unless he wanted them to realize that under that skimpy skirt was a tied and pulsing with arousal cock and a flushed body that just begged to be fucked again and again...
Now that would be an interesting situation... Hahaha. x)
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Date: 2011-09-01 05:33 pm (UTC)i cant wait to know what happens next <33 i hadn't read the extras of this series until now but i sooo hope you'll continue soon ^-^
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Date: 2011-09-13 03:09 am (UTC)I am trying to finally finish up this one, so it should be posted soon. Though I'm not promising anything yet, as those never seem to work out for me. Muses can be bitches sometimes...
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Date: 2011-10-31 09:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-01 05:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-01 05:30 pm (UTC)It's very flattering to know you enjoy my fanfics enough to even save them like that ^___^ I hope I'll not disappoint you further either, whenever I finally force myself to finish this up... it's planned out and everything already after all.
Yes, that's exactly what I meant to express by that. It is mostly Tetsu showing his possessiveness, but also there's a big part of him wanting to reassure Hyde and remind him too that he's still there, and he still loves him the most.
I actually considered writing it out, but it's... rather impossible to write them taking the risk realistically, as they're just to famous to risk Hyde being exposed >___> Maybe I'll write something like a fantasy fic with that idea at some point, if I ever get to it XD
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Date: 2012-01-20 05:09 pm (UTC)Please continue it!!! I want to know the ending >
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Date: 2012-02-29 12:13 pm (UTC)