Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Fantasy ❯ Chapter 1

Title: Fantasy

Author: Ladymynx
Word Count: 612

Rating: NC-17 Mature

Disclaimer: I don't own FAKE -- that's Ms. Matoh - although if I did I'd make it into an anime series.
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Descriptive sex.

Characters/Pairings: Ryo, Dee, Berkley

 

 

 

 

 

He hated having to do it but there were times he couldn't resist. There were nights when he came home so completely aroused he felt he would explode. It was those nights where he simply didn't feel like looking for companionship elsewhere.

 

He crawled into bed alone as usual. It always begins the same way.

 

*

 

He catches him alone in the office. His full concentration is on some paperwork or file or perhaps he's busy in front of the PC. His dark chocolate eyes are hidden behind glasses but he feels that only heightens the young man's attractiveness.

 

“Ryo?”

 

Ryo looks up and smiles in welcome. Ryo always smiles in his dreams. He doesn't look annoyed, confused or fearful.

 

“What can I do for you?” Ryo asks.

 

He closes the door behind him and locks it. Now Ryo does frown in bewilderment. He crosses the room quickly, “Why are you here alone?”

 

“Just finishing up some paperwork,” Ryo motions to the files. “Was there something you needed?”

 

“Yes,” he grabs Ryo by the lapels and pulls him violently from his seat and kisses him with all the force and desire he possesses. His tongue invades, punishes for all the times Ryo made him suffer. Ryo struggles, pushes feebly against his chest, his protests muffled. They melt into whimpers as Ryo melts against him.

 

He pulls Ryo's tie loose, rips his shirt open. His teeth nip tender pink flesh. Ryo plunges his hands into his hair. He continues his ministrations down the length of Ryo's torso. He deftly removes Ryo's belt, pulls his pants down, exposing the young detective's swelling cock. He takes Ryo hungrily into his mouth and is pleased when Ryo arches against him.

 

When the chestnut-haired man is close to completion he pulls away, comes to his feet and turns Ryo's body to face the desk, bending him over. He takes a moment to rim Ryo's opening before guiding himself in. Again Ryo struggles even as he moves his hips to match the thrusts. He twists Ryo's arm behind his back to hold him steady. He is pounding into the young man now, insatiably working his cock into Ryo's tight opening. It feels as hot and sweet as he imagined. And just to let him know who is boss, he gives Ryo a few sharp cracks across that delectable ass of his. A little discipline never hurt anyone.

 

When he is close - when he feels Ryo is close he demands Ryo scream his name. That Ryo admit he belongs only to him. He is pleased when Ryo obeys and soon afterwards comes inside of the half-Japanese man, filling him with his essence.

 

“You're mine do you hear?” He whispers fiercely. “All mine.”

 

*

 

He was totally disgusted with himself.

 

He flung back the silk sheets in a violent motion and climbed from the bed. Said sheets were immediately pulled off and crushed into a ball. They went into the hamper as he strode into the bathroom.

 

He squinted in the harsh glare of the light, snatched a cloth from the rack, splashed hot water on it and washed the semen that remained in wet sticky globs on his stomach. When he was through he glared at his reflection and said to it in challenge. “All right. Tomorrow you're going to go to work, face MacLean and Laytner and not even give them any idea. Do you hear me Rose?”

 

Satisfied, he flicked off the light and returned to his bedroom. Fresh sheets went on the bed and as he crawled between them a smile played on his lips. “You will be mine, Ryo MacLean. I always get what I want.”