31-Aug-2000
Hi Minna! Just to remind anyone who checked into this post and is NOT yet 18! Please LEAVE now. The contents of the fic fragment is NOT suitable for minors. (why do I think that this is only going to encourage them? ::rolls eyes:: Oh well, I definitely tried to stay legal)
First of all, I do not usually (okay, till now have NEVER) written lemons. Secondly, I finally got to see 'Ai no Kusabi' after hearing so much about it. And all I can say is 'oh my!'. I was quite fascinated by this OVA 2 parter. And I ended up trying to see if I could write a lemon. I have to say I don't really know if I'm comfortable with it yet.
Anyway, here are 2 fic fragments. The first is really a straight out rendition of 'Ai no Kusabi' in the first few minutes of the OVA part I. I hope the people who've seen it like it. And the second? It's just a little playing around that I did, with the GW cast. And it's only a small fragment. Tell you what, if a lot of people like it (and I don't mean just 2 or 3, sniff) then maybe I'll continue. So don't forget to email me!
By the way, YAOI, NC-17 (you won't believe how long it took me to figure out what the NC stood for, like well over a YEAR, maybe even 2, after I first saw the rating!) and please do NOT flame me if you are find the content too much. I did WARN you.
A dark haired young man walked down the street, his hands tucked casually into the pockets of his tight fitting jeans. His blue eyes glittered coldly from behind the heavy brown bangs as he raised a gloved hand and ran it lightly over the smooth, gleaming red hood of the parked car. Then with a sudden unexpectedness, the boy smashed his clenched fist through the dark glass of the car's front window.
'So, that's Riki the dark.'
A smooth low voice murmured softly inside the darkened interior of the silvered Mercedes. The owner of the voice narrowed his eyes slightly as he saw five men gathering around the slender dark haired youth. He placed a white-gloved hand on the handle of his car and hesitated, his eyes raking over the thin frame of the boy in the middle.
Rikki tensed his body as he glared at the arrogant men who surrounded him. He clenched his fist tightly and waited until one of the men incautiously stepped within his reach, then smashed his fist into the other man's gut with all his force, watching the body crumple over with satisfaction. Then he swept his long leg to the side and kicked the taller red head in the knee, hard, before lifting his other leg and thrusting hard against the falling chest. That was all he managed to do however, before one of the men grabbed hold of his legs, dragging him to the ground, then he felt a pair of strong arms around his shoulders, pulling him backwards.
Riki glared at the brown haired man who was grinning at him, a gleaming vibro-knife in his hand. He felt a tight knot in his stomach as the other man waved the knife in his face, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to grant the bastard the satisfaction of seeing his fear. The man raised his knife in the air then froze, as a white hand clamped around his wrist and pulled him into the air. He cried out in pain then gasped when he looked up at the man who had assaulted him.
'Blondie!'
The five self-appointed elite guards scattered frantically. Bewildered by this turn of events, Riki looked up at the tall man with the pale golden hair and felt his heart hammering wildly. Swallowing hard, Riki managed to scramble to his feet and stared up at the flawless face, feeling a rising sense of anger as the pale blue eyes stared down at him with cold disinterest.
'Why?' Riki blurted out at last, 'why did you save me?' His dark blue eyes narrowed furiously as the Blondie simply turned away without bothering to answer him, his long golden hair sweeping out behind him. Without considering the ramifications of his actions, Riki dashed forward and stepped in front of the Blondie, his arms spread out widely.
'I won't be beholden to anyone. Especially to a Blondie.' He spat out defiantly, 'I don't have a car, so you'll have to walk. Follow me.'
Without looking behind him, Riki shoved his hands back in his pockets and started to stride away. His head was swirling with the recent events and he couldn't help wondering if he had lost his mind in daring to talk to a Blondie in such a way. But his pride was stung badly and Riki couldn't just walk away without having made at least an attempt at trying to regain control over his situation. He felt his heart hammering even more rapidly as he heard the footsteps following behind and realized that the mysterious Blondie had decided to take him up on his offer.
Iason sat down on the sagging couch in the small dank room and wondered if he had lost his mind. What in the world had possessed him to intervene in the affairs of a Mongrel anyway? He stared blankly at the old crumbling wall and tried to understand the strange stirring he had felt when he had seen the intense eyes of the dark haired young man.
'Well, lets get this over with.'
Iason looked up at sound of the impatient husky voice, and saw the fear and trepidation lurking inside the boy's defiant eyes. He shrugged carelessly, as he understood what the child had meant by paying him back.
'Just like a Mongrel. You intend to pay me back with your body.'
Riki flushed darkly at Iason's scornful drawl and glared back furiously. 'What do you expect? I don't have anything else to pay you with. Do you want to do this or not?'
Iason stood up and a slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth when he saw the way Riki involuntarily flinched back from his imposing bulk. He stared at the half frightened, half angry boy and swept his eyes over the tight fitting clothes that revealed, rather than concealed, the slender muscular body beneath.
'If you insist. Take off your clothes and stand against the wall. Lets see this body that you're so proud of.'
Riki went scarlet at Iason's words and he bit his lips as he realised that Iason intended to stand there and watch him while he took his clothes off. He clenched his fists for a moment then in deliberate motion he shrugged out of his jacket and began to pull off his tank top. He dropped his eyes, unwilling to stare into the cold emotionless blue eyes fixed on him, and stepped out of his pants and stood in front of the wall, refusing to give in to the temptation to cover himself.
Iason raised his hands and gathered Riki's wrists gently, then he pushed the wrists up and crossed them over, holding on to them with his right hand, and forcing Riki to lean against the wall as he was pushed upwards. He stopped and looked at the beautiful nude body in appreciation, noticing the smooth coppery sheen of the skin exposed to his gaze.
Riki flushed darkly as Iason continued to look in silence.
'Why are you just looking?'
He asked at last, unable to bear the silence any longer. His skin shivered slightly from the cool air and his wrists were feeling numb from the strong fingers clamped tightly around them. Riki felt a sinking sensation in the pit of his stomach and knew that he was frightened. He wished that he had never invited the Blondie into his home.
'Don't worry.' Iason whispered at last, as he slowly ran his left hand down Riki's chest, caressing the tight muscles of his stomach, causing them to clench, before dropping it down further, bringing his hand to stop between his legs. Riki gasped as he felt Iason's hand close over his penis, then tried to stifle another gasp, as Iason started to move his hand slowly.
'I intend to enjoy myself.'
Riki moaned softly, as Iason whispered into his ear, then nibbled his earlobe gently, before dropping burning kisses down his neck. All the while, Iason's hand was building a burning heat between his legs. Riki struggled weakly against the iron grip holding his wrists, and felt hot tears burning his eyes, as he understood that he was totally powerless in Iason's hands.
'Why are you still wearing your clothes?'
Riki managed to hiss out breathlessly, trying to wrest some control back.
Iason stopped his maddening stroking for a moment, allowing Riki to get his breath back, then he tightened his hold and forced a protesting grunt from Riki's lips, even as he dropped his head for a long, lingering kiss.
'We don't take our clothes off when we are disciplining a pet.' Iason muttered at last, as he resumed his stroking and looked down at the flushed and vulnerable face of the boy below him. Riki gasped as he climaxed in Iason's hand and breathed heavily, his eyelashes dropping as his body slumped from the exertion.
'Are you finished all ready?' Iason murmured musingly as he dropped his hand to his belt and started to unbuckle, noticing that Riki was starting to stir underneath him, the dark blue eyes opening widely as they dropped to his trousers and saw the large bulge that his administrations to Riki had caused. He pulled the smooth dark thighs apart casually, then put his hand on the narrow hip and dropped his hand to the cleft between the tight buttocks. Iason saw the tiny spark of fear in the large eyes, before they closed tightly, to brace against the intrusion of his fingers. He felt an unexpected thrill run through his veins when he heard the soft moan break from the tightly closed mouth, and felt the tight warmness close around him.
Iason moved slowly at first, noticing the way Riki's face had clenched tightly as he tried to adjust his body to the intrusion, but when he felt the burning heat build between his legs, he lost thought of everything else except the mindless pleasure of plundering the sweetness beneath him and began to thrust wildly. Iason tightened his grip around Riki's buttock and squeezed it hard, forcing him to move in rhythm with him. He licked the salty tears from Riki's closed eyes and placed his mouth over the soft moans coming from Riki's lips, thrusting his tongue into the moist mouth eagerly.
Riki choked back a sob as he felt Iason thrust into him again and again, and reminded himself that this had been his idea. He was beginning to get frightened as well as sore, and wondered how much longer his ordeal would continue. Riki felt his body aching as Iason continued to slam into him. At long last, Riki felt the steel hard body in him come to a shuddering halt and sagged with relief.
Kat: I'm not too sure how that went. ^_^;; I can't believe I'm about to send this out! Is there anyone who thinks that I should continue with the above? I'm really not too sure about writing fics that are just retelling the story but like I said, I was VERY fascinated by the story in 'Ai no Kusabi'. (and okay, the bishonens too)
The 2nd fragment stars GW boys and I didn't get that far. RL interrupted me and have kept me too busy to get back to it. I didn't intend this one to be a copy of the storyline of 'Ai no Kusabi' but at the moment, that's pretty much all it is.
'My love for you, burns deep inside me, so strong.'
A slender dark haired young man walked down the street, one hand tucked into the side pocket of his tight fitting jeans. He ran his left hand through the thick brown bangs, impatiently lifting them away from the large grey blue eyes momentarily as he stood and stared at the gleaming red car parked by the side of the darkened street. Unaware of the cold eyes examining his every move, the boy gracefully dropped to his knees and picked up something from the ground then with an unexpected suddenness, he smashed his clenched fist through the window screen of the immaculate car.
'Heero Yuy.'
A smooth low voice breathed out softly from inside the darkened interior of the silvered Mercedes. Blue eyes blazed with sudden icy wrath as he saw five hefty bodied men gathering around the slim figure, who clenched his fists defiantly. He narrowed his eyes to slits as he observed the sudden flurry of movement by Heero, who swept his long legs under the nearest assailant, sending him flying into another parked car, before turning to the next attacker and slamming his fist into his stomach, forcing him to crumple to his knees. He hesitated, his gloved hand reaching for the handle of his car involuntarily as he saw the attackers drag Heero down to the ground by the sheer force of their numbers.
Heero gritted his teeth as he struggled helplessly, his legs and arms held tightly, trying to swallow the rising panic in his drying throat as he glared futilely at the sneering smug visages that surrounded him. He hissed furiously as one of his attackers placed a roaming hand on his leg, then bit down a scream as the man behind him pulled back his head by tugging on his thick hair while he felt a hand being thrust down into the front of his jeans.
'Do you have any idea how much trouble you've caused?'
The dark skinned man sneered angrily at the struggling boy, enjoying the slowly igniting fear in the large eyes as they stared defiantly back at him. He smiled nastily as he fondled the boy roughly, enjoying the feel of the soft smooth skin under his calloused hand.
'We are going to take our payment out of your pretty hide, Yuy. Your friends aren't here to help you now.'
Heero held his breath, trying to turn his face away as the leering man drew close enough for him to feel his hot breath tickling his exposed throat. He wrenched desperately at the iron hands clamped around his legs and arms, wishing that he could get away from the hands that roamed over his lower body. He shut his eyes tightly when he felt those hands start to tug at the fastening at the front of his jeans. Then Heero opened his eyes hesitantly as he felt the grip around his limbs loosen and felt his mouth drop open as he took in the sight in front of him.
He blinked as he took in the tall man with long pale golden hair flowing softly behind him, his white gloved hand fixed firmly around the wrist of the dark man, whose face was twisted with fear as his feet dangled helplessly in midair.
Kat: yes, yes I know. The title doesn't match with the story so far. It's like this. I got TOTALLY fixated on why Iason's so obsessed by Riki (this is ANK) and decided to play with that idea but replace the main characters with GW boys. And I haven't completely made up my mind who the blond is either. There is the obvious choice but.... Also, there was a bit of Zetsuai/Bronze (don't know if anyone's seen them either) influence as well. Like I said, I'm not too comfortable with lemons and well, just ignore this if it was BAD. My immoto thought that I should simply include a lemon chapter into my 'One Year War' instead of playing around with ANK like this. But ^_^;;
Katana
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