Fake Fan Fiction ❯ All's Fair In War and Love ❯ Chapter 1-C ( Chapter 3 )

Title: All’s Fair In War and Love (Chapter 1-C)
Rating: M
Fandom: FAKEPairings: Ryo/Dee
Characters: Bikky, Carol and OCsWarnings: Yaoi. Adult situations, foul mouths, two men in a loving relationship. No lemon yet, but it’s coming.Spoilers: All 7 volumesSummary: Finding himself once again alone at the supermarket check out, Dee finally confronts Ryo on something that has been bothering him since he first got together with Ryo.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE. Dee, Ryo and the other FAKE characters are the genius of Sanami Matoh.

This fic started as an idea being bounced back and forth between myself and DeeRyoFan on IM. Most of Ryo’s parts in this fic is because of her. Much thanks to her for helping me write this fic.
Chapter 2 will be coming as soon as it goes through beta reading.


All’s Fair In War and Love
Chapter 1-C
By Totally4Ryo (with help from DeeRyoFan)


Dee already was sitting at the table and filling his plate when Ryo placed the wine bottle and Dee’s glass on the table. He sat down in a chair, drinking his wine.

Dee picked up Ryo’s plate and started to fill it, before handing it to him.

“Thank you,” Ryo remarked, taking the plate. He put it down before him and started to pick at it listlessly.

“There must be some unwritten law about the person who cooks having to load up the plates,” Dee joked, then laughed.

Ryo looked up to smile at Dee. He watched as his partner started to eat with gusto.

“Not bad,” Dee remarked, “if I do say so myself.” He pointed his fork at Ryo’s plate. “You should try a little with your wine.”

Ryo put down his fork to pick up his wine glass. He downed the rest of the glass, and immediately picked up the bottle to pour himself more. He put his chin in his hand and picked up the fork again, eating a little.

As he ate, Dee watched Ryo in concern. He set down his fork to pour himself some wine. When his glass was full, he lifted the bottle more to check on its contents. Shaking his head, he put the bottle down, his eyes going back to Ryo.

Ryo noticed Dee’s study of him and forced a reassuring smile that did not quite make it.

Taking a sip of wine, Dee asked quietly, “What’s on your mind?”

Ryo shrugged, pushing around the food on his plate. “Nothin’.” He took another small bite of the food, chewing slowly. Upon swallowing, he said, “’S good.”

Eating again, his eyes still on Ryo, Dee replied, “Thanks.”

Ryo put down the fork to pick up his glass and drank more wine.

“Easy there, babe,” Dee cautioned, putting his fork down.

“Hmm?” Ryo asked absently, finishing his glass.

“We have all night and we’re almost out of wine.” He picked up his own glass in his left hand and took a drink, looking over the rim at Ryo.

Ryo shrugged and picking up the bottle, filled his glass again. He lifted the glass to his lips and muttered under his breath, “Not the only thing we’re out of….”

“Game’s on tonight,” Dee stated, sounding casual. “At least beer’s good with that.” He lifted his eyes to meet Ryo’s. “Even if I do like sitting on the couch, watching the game with you, sipping wine, while in your arms.”

“I like that too,” Ryo said with a gentle smile. He moved his chair closer to Dee.

“Cuddling,” Dee said absently, picking up his fork again. “I like cuddling.” The smile on his face said he enjoyed it very much.

Ryo reached over with his left arm and started to finger the strands of Dee’s hair over his ear. “Mhmm, me too,” he agreed.

Dee started to smile more. “With you, I’m more than happy cuddling.” His head leaned as if by its own will into Ryo’s touch.

With his head resting in his right hand, leaning on his elbow, Ryo continued to play with Dee’s hair, watching his partner’s face. His plate was still almost full.

Dee took another bite of his food, his plate almost empty. “Thought you were starving?” he asked, his eyes on Ryo’s plate.

Ryo shrugged as he continued to play with Dee’s hair, and watching him.

Using his own fork, Dee picked up food from Ryo’s plate and held it out close to Ryo’s mouth. “Here,” he said gently.

Ryo eyed the fork for a moment, then opened his mouth, allowing Dee to feed him.

“Good!” Dee exclaimed, going to pick up more food. He smiled at Ryo. “For a moment there, I thought you were going to make me do the airplane thing.”

Ryo chuckled, his mind replaying images of Dee at the orphanage during a meal and helping some of the younger ones eat. Watching Dee with the children at the orphanage always warmed Ryo’s heart. He took another bite from Dee, then shuffled his chair closer. He picked up his fork and reaching over to the little left on the other’s plate, he started to feed Dee.

Dee moved Ryo’s plate so it was in front of him. They continued to feed each other. When Dee’s plate was empty, Ryo started to pick food from his own plate. They giggled and laughed. When the last of the food was gone, they set down their forks.

Ryo went back to playing with Dee’s hair and ear. “Bikky’s staying the night at Carol’s.”

“I heard,” Dee said as he picked up his wine glass.

“He’ll be back tomorrow afternoon.”

“What’s he up to until then?” Dee asked.

“Movie with Carol tonight and a game of street basketball tomorrow with some friends,” Ryo explained.

“Ah,” Dee nodded. “Nice quiet day off for us then, huh?”

“Yeah.”

Dee frowned a little as he put his glass down. “I really feel bad that they felt they had to leave.”

“Yeah,” Ryo agreed and then surprised Dee when he let out a chuckle. At Dee’s questioning look, he answered, “Bikky said next time we fight about sex to just kick them out before we start yelling at each other.”

Dee chuckled. “Yeah. Guess he doesn’t want to hear all that perv stuff.”

“No, he doesn’t.” Ryo grinned at Dee. “He said he doesn’t want to see it either.”

“I still need to work on that temper of mine, huh?” Dee asked, frowning.

Ryo smiled gently as he traced a fingertip along the shell of Dee’s ear. “Guess so. My temper is not that much better either, huh?” When he saw the ghost of a smile on Dee’s lips, he leaned closer so he could whisper into the ear he was playing with. “I like your hot… temper.”

Dee’s smile was devilish. “Well honestly? I’m glad you can stand your ground to me,” he admitted. “Means we’re more a match for each other.” He grinned, then suddenly it was replaced with a small frown again. “See it? When did he see it?” Dee sounded worried.

“He didn’t,” Ryo said lightly. “And he wants us to make sure it stays that way.”

Dee visibly looked relieved. “Well, I guess we would have heard about traumatizing him if he had,” he reasoned.

Ryo’s hand moved from Dee’s hair to take his hand and lifted it to his lips. He paused, before kissing the palm, looking into Dee’s eyes. “Mhmm.”

Dee smiled at Ryo.

Ryo started to kiss each fingertip of the hand he held.

Dee pointed to the rest of the food still in the casserole dish. “Dinner’s getting cold.” He let out a chuckle, his eyes on his hand still being held by Ryo. “But that’s the only thing getting cold around here.”

“Really?” Ryo asked, perking up. He kissed Dee’s wrist. Encouraged by the soft sigh that escaped Dee’s lips, he nuzzled the wrist.

Dee let out another sigh. “Nice.”

Using the hand he held, he tugged Dee close to him, then wrapped his arm around Dee’s neck. He kissed his temple. “So, who’s playing tonight? I forgot.”

“Knicks and the Celts,” Dee replied softly, obviously loving the attention Ryo was bestowing upon him.

“Oh? My money’d be on the Celts then,” Ryo remarked, then grinned.

Dee raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? I’ll be taking your money then,” he countered, then mumbled under his breath, “I hope. Damn Knicks this season.”

Ryo let out a laugh. “Aw…” He nuzzled Dee’s forehead. “Wanna tell me now what you didn’t want to earlier?” he asked. “Because otherwise it’ll bother me all evening and I won’t be able to relax. You so don’t want a tense Celts fan near you when your Knicks lose.” He smiled sweetly at Dee.

Dee let out a sigh and pulled away from Ryo. “Are we finished here?” He once again indicated the remaining food.

Ryo shook his head. “Not yet. And you can leave the cleaning up to me, since you cooked.”

Picking up his wine glass, Dee let out another heavy sigh. He sipped his wine, a thoughtful look on his face.

“Still don’t wanna tell me?”

Dee shrugged. “Guess you’re gonna know soon enough the way you’re going.”

“Hmmm?”

Looking down at his glass, Dee stated, “No lube in the house.”

Ryo’s fingers were currently playing with the fine hair on Dee’s neck at the base of his hairline. “I know. And?”

“I still mean what I said. About being bottoms for a while. And you know I like it…. Well, you are pretty thick and all,” Dee admitted. He gritted his teeth and damned his partner for having the effect he had over him. At least he was able to still hold his ground, but Ryo was once again causing him to be flustered.

Ryo closed his eyes and swallowed. “I’m pretty…thick?” he asked, amazed.

“Yeah. I mean, I don’t mind some pain. It’s even fun at times, but…” He shook his head, knowing he was about to ramble. “Yeah,” he started again. “You are. Thick. Fat.”

Ryo found himself blushing. “D-did I hurt you ever when we… you know, did it?”

“Just a little,” Dee answered honestly. “Nothing to be worried about. Like I said, a little pain is fine. But well…” He finally looked up at Ryo, meeting his eyes. “You need more than just spit, baby.”

Ryo smiled, but blushed harder.

“Only in that area, you’re fat. The rest of you….” Green eyes swept in Ryo’s body appreciatively. “You’re perfect,” he smiled.

“You’re not so bad yourself, either,” Ryo remarked in a husky tone. “Damn, I’d even say you’re perfect-er than me.”

Dee softly caressed Ryo’s cheek.

“Maybe we can improvise?” Ryo dared to ask.

“Dude, I’m not into Crisco,” Dee joked. “So don’t even think it.” He smiled and winked at Ryo.

“Umm, I didn’t think so.” He frowned a little. Not that Ryo was thinking of actually using the cooking shortening, but it was a long running joke between them. A joke that was born from Dee’s early days of exploring that side of his bisexuality as a teen and being new and stupid. Dee had told Ryo that story shortly after they got together, during one of the times Ryo was feeling bad for being so inexperienced. Dee would hold him and tell him stories that would make the two of them laugh of his early days, and the times when Dee or his partner at the time did not have much experience. The ongoing use of the joke was a reminder for Ryo that there was once a time Dee was inexperienced, and had stayed that way longer than Ryo, once he became sexually active with Dee, until Dee had finally met someone who knew what he was doing. It had bolstered Ryo’s courage in the early months of their relationship, and still had an effect almost two years later. Ryo was far from the beginner, and in Dee’s opinion, very experienced and accomplished as a lover, even if he was still shy in some areas.

“Look, there’s other stuff we can do,” Dee offered, willing to find a compromise, despite his still holding out on his terms.

“I think we still have some massage oil somewhere,” Ryo mused.

Dee snuggled closer to Ryo, putting his arms around him. “We can sit on the couch with you playing with my hair like you’ve been doing,” Dee suggested softly. He smiled lovingly at Ryo. “I really like that, you know.”

Ryo sighed, shaking himself from his own stupidity. “Dee, we don’t have to do anything at all, if you don’t want to. Maybe we should try and not jump into bed every time immediately after we have a fight.” He shrugged. “I like this too, Dee.”

Dee nodded. “That’s what I’m thinking. I-I think I just want to spend the night being close to you.”

“Ah!” Ryo relaxed into Dee’s hold. “Finally, we’re on the same agenda. I’m right here, and I’m not planning on going anywhere.” He held Dee tighter.

“I guess for a while there… I mean, after holding out for two years and all, and you discovering yourself, sex seemed the answer to everything. When I should know better.” His hold on Ryo became tighter.

Ryo nuzzled Dee’s ear. Softly he said, “Sex with you is always amazing. I love it. I want it. I could do it every night, you know. Hell, even every day. I know how you feel moving against me, inside me or around me.” He nuzzled Dee again. “But yeah, maybe we should try something else for a change.”

Dee nodded, rubbing his lips against Ryo’s cheek. “I was just going to say,” he said. “Maybe… we need to step back a bit and remember to appreciate the things that made us fall in love.”

Ryo pulled away abruptly to stare at Dee’s face, a worried frown on his own. “St-step back?”

Smiling softly, Dee kissed Ryo’s nose. “Don’t look worried, sexmuffin.”

“You’re not… I mean…” Ryo started to sputter, still looking nervous.

“I don’t mean taking a break,” Dee said, caressing Ryo’s cheek.

Ryo let out a heavy breath as Dee pulled Ryo into a tight hug. Into his ear, he whispered, “I just meant not to fall into the sack every time. When was the last night we spent in each other’s arms, just kissing?” He started to nuzzle Ryo’s neck again.

“Yesterday?” Ryo asked, then groaned. Then he let out a chuckle. He was starting to understand what Dee meant.

“Just kissing,” Dee said. He pulled back to grin at Ryo. “I kinda remember being on my knees at one point last night.” His grin grew wolfish.

“Just kissing?” Ryo asked, thinking. “No hands, nothing? Just lips on lips?” He grinned back at Dee.

“Yeah.”

Ryo shrugged. “I don’t know. Before we hooked up?” he asked.

Dee gazed at Ryo, his face in thought. He looked as if he was latching onto an idea, and a scary one at that.

“Dee?” Ryo asked, nervously. “I don’t think I like that look you have on your face right now.”

“You know, think about it. The heat that would be built up by the time we finally allow ourselves past that point again.” He leaned in to passionately kiss Ryo.

Ryo returned the kiss hungrily. When they finally parted for air, Ryo said, “You’re not suggesting what I think you are suggesting?” He didn’t know whether to be shocked or horrified.

“Stroking is fine,” Dee murmured. “I love when you run your hands down my back.” He kissed Ryo again, his hands going along Ryo’s shoulder muscles. “As much as I love doing this.”

Ryo sighed at the touch. “What about stroking… more than just your back?” he asked.

Dee shrugged in Ryo’s hold. “Well, arms are okay, I guess.”

Ryo raised an eyebrow, then briefly kissed Dee’s lips. “And OTHER parts?” he asked slyly.

“I’m sure we can do this too,” Dee replied then started to nuzzle Ryo’s neck again.

Ryo sighed, his hands stroking along Dee’s back.

Dee chuckled. “Okay, what other parts are you thinking?” he asked and cocked his head in question as he studied Ryo’s face.

“What about this?” Ryo moved an arm from around Dee to rub his hand over Dee’s crotch. He smiled as he watched Dee throw his head back and moan from the sudden and unexpected move. “Allowed?” he asked.

“Umm…” Dee tried to answer, distracted by Ryo’s hand that was still rubbing and stroking the body part in question. “M-may… yeah,” he finally decided before letting out a blissful sigh.

Ryo leaned over to whisper huskily in Dee’s ear, “And my lips on that particular body part are allowed too? Or not.” He nibbled Dee’s earlobe, while his hand still massaged Dee’s throbbing groin.

Dee sighed again. “Yessss…..”

Ryo smirked and moved his head. “And that’s no sex how?” he inquired.

Dee lifted his head, appearing to look in shock. “Uh? Well, how about no penetration then?” he corrected. He shrugged ruefully, knowing he fell into Ryo’s trap. “Damn you, Ryo,” he remarked.

“Well, wouldn’t you be penetrating my mouth, Detective Laytner?” Ryo asked smugly, grinning at Dee.

Dee shook his head in amazement, trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. He peered at Ryo, lifting his hand from Ryo’s back and shook a finger at his sexy partner. “You know, you’re damn lucky I’m not like you, Detective MacLean. Because if I was, we’d have slept together much earlier than we had.”

“Oh?” Ryo asked innocently.

“You’re a sneaky bastard and don’t know when to let up. I know what you want and try as I might, I can’t resist you. Especially when you’re naughty.”

Ryo chuckled, oddly pleased at the compliment coming from Dee. “You’re holding up quite well so far though,” he decided to remind his lover.

“Yeah, I’m up all right,” Dee said, licking his lips, his eyes glancing down to the hand still gently rubbing his crotch.

“Hell, I spent half the tube of that shower gel just to seduce you and you didn’t even blink an eye at me in the kitchen,” Ryo confessed.

Dee laughed, shaking his head. “Because once I knew what you used, I kept holding my breath whenever you were around me.”

Ryo pulled his hand back from Dee’s crotch and gaped at him. “What? You’re kidding me!”

Dee indicated with his hand toward Ryo. “And those clothes? Why do you think I kept myself busy and didn’t look at you?”

Ryo tried to scowl at Dee. “Bastard.” He shook his head and decided to kiss Dee anyway.

“Hell, Ryo. You know if I didn’t, there’d have been some serious heat in the kitchen and dinner would still not be close to ready,” Dee admitted with a laugh.

Ryo pulled away from Dee abruptly. “Wait! For that you need to get punished!”

Dee raised an eyebrow. “Oh really? What do you have in mind?”

“Hmm…. Gonna have to think on that a bit. And wait for when we can have real fun again before I can punish you.” He winked at Dee.

Dee’s mouth dropped open, then he tried to look annoyed. “Fine. Have it your way.” He smiled. “Let me clarify penetration for you. Nothing goes up my ass without some sort of proper lube or a decent alternative. Or else you will know when you’re really hurting me,” he warned, his face becoming serious as he spoke his last sentence.

Ryo nodded in agreement. “Yeah, okay. I heard you loud and clear. For how long do you want to do this?”

Dee grinned. “Don’t know how long.” He shrugged casually. “I guess it’s up to you.”

“And what about you penetrating me? Other than my mouth, that is.”

Dee shook his head, a wicked teasing smile on his face. “Nope,” he replied. “None of that. We switched. Remember? I’m no tops until further notice.”

Ryo pouted his lips, his eyes wide as he gazed at Dee. “For how long?” he asked.

Dee shrugged, placing his arms around Ryo’s neck. “Oh, I don’t know.” He looked thoughtful, enjoying the combination of nervousness and excitement coming from Ryo. “A week maybe? A month? Whenever….” He nuzzled the base of Ryo’s neck, trying hard not to smirk.

“WHAT?” Ryo exclaimed in shock. He pulled Dee’s head up and stared at him. “Are you crazy?”

Dee licked his lips. “Maybe I realized that I really love being taken by you and want to stay that way for a while.” He moved his head from Ryo’s hands and started to lick the skin along Ryo’s neck.

Ryo groaned, then shook himself. “WHEN I AM NOT ALLOWED TO PENETRATE YOU?” he demanded, before tilting his head to the side, moaning. “I mean, I… I….”

“After all, I’m the one who seems to be most claimed anyway,” Dee said into Ryo’s neck, then started to lap downward. “I mean, judging from your needing to have me always marked.” He moved the shirt to expose Ryo’s collarbone and started to suck on it – on the same area Dee more times than not would carry a hickey from Ryo.

“Uh….” Ryo threw his head back.

“What’s wrong, baby?”

“Dee….”

Dee lifted his head, his eyes glowing with excitement. “Wouldn’t it be nice to top me all the time?” he asked in a sexy tone.

“I want a deadline for this. I can’t do it otherwise, not knowing when it’ll finally end. I’m not as patient as you….”

“Why a deadline?” Dee wondered. “I mean, what’s the big deal?”

Ryo blinked at Dee. “You know I love doing that, but not for several months….” Ryo almost lost his train of thought when Dee started to nibble on his ear. Ryo blushed as he started to talk again. “I love it as much when you pounce me.”

Dee was grazing a finger along Ryo’s collarbone and the exposed part of his chest. “I can still pounce you,” he remarked matter-of-factly.

“B-but….”

His eyes were devilish as he licked his lips again. “I can pounce right into your lap and ride you.” His voice was husky and laced with oozing sex.

“Oh God….” Ryo sighed, his mesmerized eyes fixed on Dee as images of what Dee said filled his mind. “But, I’m not allowed to penetrate right now. Remember?”

Dee nodded. “Not tonight, and not until there’s stuff. Then, once you provide sufficient lube, we can start counting to… ummm… a month. Then we’ll see from there.”

Ryo sighed heavily.

Dee ran his finger up along Ryo’s neck with a soft smile. “Of course you can penetrate me, once you can properly prep me, silly. You’re the absolute tops, my stud muffin.” Dee gave Ryo a silly grin, suddenly finding himself almost light-headed over the possibility that had started out as a tease and to make a point. A month did not sound bad at all to Dee, as he found himself looking forward to it.

“God Dee, please make up your mind!” Ryo demanded. “Now! I need… I need…” He let out a shuddering breath. “I can’t….”

“No up my ass unless you either go out for lube or find something to use in the house that’s suitable,” Dee insisted, realizing he finally had Ryo where he wanted him.

“But not tonight even if I find something in the house? Like right now?”

“Once we got the grease control under hand, you’re the top dog for a month.” He studied Ryo’s face and his body. “Why?” he asked with a slight smirk. “You that horny right now?”

Dee started to move his hand toward Ryo’s groin at the same time Ryo grabbed the same hand and guided it to the same targeted area. He pressed Dee’s hand down. Dee had already noticed the throbbing hard on before he moved his hand. He smiled as with his hand still under Ryo’s, he slid his hand across the area, eliciting a long, deep moan from Ryo.

Huskily, Ryo asked, “Does that answer your question?”

“Well,” Dee said thoughtfully, completely amused and realizing that this might actually be more a draw than a win for him. He licked his lips, thinking of what he could do to relieve what was obviously becoming a painful erection with his mouth. Or he could hope Ryo proved to be resourceful and find something they could use, and Dee could feel that wonderful hard-on pumping within him. He let out a moan. He started to open his mouth with his suggestions, then closed it, barely managing to pull himself together enough to realize that for once he did not want to be the one making the decisions. Let Ryo figure it out and decide for them which way it would be. He smirked at Ryo. “There are several options. So you tell me which one you want.”

Ryo gulped. He leaned forward to unzip Dee’s pants and snaked his hand inside, grasping onto Dee’s erection and started to stroke.

Dee let out another moan at the touch. “You’re not going to convince me to do you,” he stated through clenched teeth, but arching up into the touch. He leaned over a bit to make sure he still maintained his own stroking through the thin denim fabric of Ryo’s jeans, realizing how badly Ryo probably needed to open his own fly and free himself from the skin tight prison.

“I’m not trying to, idiot,” Ryo snapped. “I thought you wanted me to decide which way we’d go about this?”

Dee stopped stroking Ryo and taking his partner’s hand into his, pulled the hand away from his inside his jeans. He started to stand up.

Ryo’s eyes flew open as he gasped at the lack of contact. “What?”

“It’s all your decision, except for one,” Dee decided. “I am deciding I don’t feel like falling off this freakin’ chair.” He took Ryo’s hand in his and smiled down. “Come.” He winked and grinned.

Ryo held onto Dee’s hand and followed him, as Dee lead them to the living room. He settled on the couch, pulling Ryo down alongside him.

“Here we go,” Dee said. “Nice and comfy. Now where were we?” he asked.

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