Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Infidelities ❯ Chapter 2

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Dee groped at Ryo, who lay squirming on the bed. "Dee, I just don't know! Wait!" pleaded Ryo. But Dee was in no mood to wait. He did everything he could to calm and cajole Ryo into making love, but he kept resisting. In the next moment, however, Ryo would lean up and begin kissing him! For two years Dee had played this game with the man he loved, pushed and pulled this way and that by Ryo's indecision. Finally, out of frustration, he pinned Ryo's arms down, and the blond man moaned, out of pleasure or his own frustration, Dee couldn't tell- it seemed to be one and the same for Ryo.

While holding him down, Dee moved over his body, rubbing his erection aggressively against Ryo's own. The room was charged with tension and a haze seemed to surround Dee's coherent mind. Somehow, before he knew it, Dee was thrusting deep inside Ryo. Deep, hungry thrusts. Beneath him he heard erotic moans of a person in utter abandon, writhing in unmitigated pleasure.

"Do you like that? You liked getting fucked really rough?" Dee grunted, his eyes shut tight in concentration. Suddenly a voice behind him grumbled, "You never talked to me like that." He craned his head back to see Ryo watching him passively. The contradiction didn't seem to hit Dee at first.

Then he looked down and saw Drew beneath him. The rational part of his brain tried to figure out what had happened, but his logic was swept away in the onslaught of such raw pleasure. It rushed over him in waves as Drew begged him with her body to move faster, harder. It was pure lust- no love. But the directness of this lust was refreshing, exhilarating, it was a release to not have to hold back- to be completely accepted by the person in his arms. And still he pumped in and out of her tight body. Her eyes were glazed over, full of guiltless passion . Her face was flushed with arousal rather than shame. She was giving herself to him with such ease and openness, had Ryo ever done that? Thrusting into her pussy with all the abandon and accumulated frustration he had held in check for so long, Dee looked back at Ryo once more. "You never asked me to," he finally replied defensively.

Dee sat up in bed, his face pouring with sweat, the sheet in front of him tented by his obvious erection. Passing a hand across his brow he thought, what the hell was that? Although he knew it was just a dream, it still disturbed him.

"Dee?" he heard Ryo ask groggily, "You all right?"

"Y-yeah. Sorry, just a bad dream, Ryo. Go back to sleep," he said, turning away from Ryo and laying back down so he wouldn't notice his state of arousal. Ryo complied and in a few moments his soft breathing could be heard from the other side of the bed. However, Dee had a much more difficult time falling back asleep; his mind wandered.

Even though the past couple years had been trying, Dee had never really wanted to be with anyone but Ryo. He'd never been in love before him and, to his own surprise at the time, he was willing to wait and do whatever it took to make Ryo his. He'd never resented Ryo for it- or so he had thought. Sighing, he shifted into a more comfortable position in the bed and decided that tomorrow he might have to have a talk with Ryo about the fickle nature of the man's affections.

"Dee, we have to talk," Ryo said, pouring coffee into the mug Dee always used.

"Fine, after coffee, though," Dee replied. He sat down at the kitchen table and watched as Ryo sent Bikky off to school. To Dee's surprise, Bikky didn't make any crude comments about Dee spending the night, he simply looked between the two of them and shook his head.

"Are you guys fighting?" he asked, surprising both Dee and Ryo.

"No, Bikky, why would you think so?" Ryo asked, kneeling down in front of the boy.

"Well, you're both both so quiet. Usually the perv's all over you and you're mad... or else you're making pancakes like newlyweds or something gross like that."

"Watch it, kid," Dee muttered, but he knew that Bikky was genuinely worried. Ryo and Dee were the only family he had, and despite his protests, Dee knew deep down Bikky liked him. Ryo was a great father, but there were certain things he couldn't relate to in Bikky's life to which Dee could.

"Bikky, everything's ok," said Ryo.

"Fine, whatever. See ya," Bikky muttered back as he went to the front door and closed it behind him.

Ryo just stood there watching the back of the door. "Are we really ok, Dee?"

"What?" Dee asked, wondering what was upsetting Ryo all of a sudden. He wished he would turn around, all Dee could see was his back as he wrapped his arms around himself.

"I want to know. There's something wrong, isn't there?"

"What makes you say that?" Dee asked in return. Although he had planned to talk to Ryo soon about the problems growing between them, now that Ryo was bringing it up and sounded so miserable about it, he found he'd prefer to avoid the issue.

"You had a dream last night," Ryo said simply.

"Yeah, so?" Dee gritted his teeth. Why did he feel like the guilty party here? It was just a dream, and there were other matters to discuss... later. “Come on, let's head out."

"You had an erotic dream... and it was about someone else." Ryo kept his back turned so that Dee wouldn't see the hurt look on his face.

Now, how in the world had Ryo known that? Glancing at the back of Ryo's head, Dee began to wonder if the man had grown psychic overnight.

Deciding to feign innocence, he walked over and put his hand over Ryo's shoulder. "What are you talking ab-"

"You woke up in the middle of the night with a raging hard-on, and then rolled over and told me to go to sleep!" yelled Ryo, turning around to face Dee with anguish written all over his face.

"Ryo," Dee stepped back. It hadn't occurred to him that Ryo might have noticed this the night before and taken his attitude as rejection. A part of Dee's mind thought, Well, well, how does it feel to be rejected? Not very good huh? Shaking his head of such thoughts, Dee turned to look at Ryo.

"Now, Ryo, wait a minute here," started Dee, taking Ryo by the shoulders so he would have to face him, "you're always angry at me when I wake you up in the middle of the night to have sex. I don't understand you, Ryo! I thought we were done with this mixed-signal bullshit!" Even as he spoke, Dee could feel all the repressed anger raising up and spilling out. This wasn't the time to talk about all this, though. He had to calm down somehow, but now that it was started, his anger was only going to get worse before it got better.

"Don't yell at me like that, Dee!" cried Ryo, looking at him with eyes now blurred with unshed tears. "I'm trying to figure things out too! I just- I-" he stumbled over the words, trying to explain himself.

"Forget it, " Dee suddenly said, picking up his jacket and walking toward the door. "We're late for work as it is!"

"Dee, I want to talk about this..."

"Damn it! I don't want to talk right now!" screamed Dee. Opening the door, Dee stormed out, yelling behind him, "I'll take the subway!"

Ryo was left standing in the empty room, looking at the open door through his tears. He was so confused. How had he made Dee so angry, and since when did Dee care if they were late? His heart sank as his thoughts raced on, Maybe he's trying to avoid the issue because he doesn't really want to be with me anymore. It had been a deep fear of Ryo's for a long time that Dee's true love was really the chase and not him at all. As much as he hated himself for thinking it, the idea stuck in his mind and wouldn't leave. Shoulders sagging under the depressing thoughts, Ryo grabbed his coat and headed out the door.

Is this day ever going to end? thought Dee. The fight Ryo and he had had that morning kept replaying in his mind and he felt worse about his behavior every time. And he couldn't do anything about it while they were at work- Ryo was doing to good a job of avoiding him. All Dee could do was dig into the stack of paperwork and hope things would improve later.

While Ryo and Dee did their best to ignore each other, everyone else at the station did their best to ignore the both of them. They'd learned not to get in between the two stubborn men when they were feuding, but it didn't make for a very pleasant environment.

Although Dee had counted the hours until the end of the day, now that it had actually arrived, he wasn't sure it was going to improve matters. He still needed to clear his head, if he started talking to Ryo now about their relationship, he'd just loose his temper again. He needed to get some perspective on the whole thing. Sighing, he turned to Ryo, who was pulling on his coat.

"Ryo, I'll be over in a bit, all right? Maybe in a couple of hours?" Dee said softly, stepping closer to him.

Ryo blinked, startled. Dee hadn't really said a word to him all day. All of a sudden, he was right beside him- so close Ryo could've just reached out and touched him, hugged him, told him he wanted to forget their whole fight. But he didn't.

"Yeah. Sure, Dee," was all he could say. For a moment Dee just stood there, watching the emotions in Ryo's eyes. Then, carefully, he lifted his hand to Ryo's face, running his thumb along his cheek.

"I love you, you know that, right?" Dee said whispered, just loud enough for Ryo to hear, but quiet enough to exclude everyone else.

"Y-yeah," Ryo said as his face flushed the most attractive shade of pink.

With that Dee turned and left Ryo to his thoughts.

It probably wasn't a good idea, considering his dream the night before, but the only person Dee knew that could give him any insight into Ryo was Drew. Sure, Dee was attracted to her energy and petite body, but (despite what others might think to the contrary), he wasn't an animal. In the years he had been chasing Ryo, he'd had his share of crushes, but none of them compared to what he felt for Ryo. Including this one. Ryo was what mattered, and he was hoping Drew would be able to help him.

"Oh, hi Dee!" Drew said, surprised to find Dee at her door. "Come in."

"Thanks," he said as he stepped inside her small apartment. It was almost as messy as his.

"Sorry for the mess," she said immediately noticing the look on Dee's face. "I didn't know I was going to be having company. I haven't been moved in that long, so its still pretty chaotic in here," she explained.

A movement in the corner of his eye caught Dee's attention.

"Someone here, Drew?" said a lump on the couch. Drew walked over and poked it.

"Get up lazy!" she teased. The lump sat up and Dee saw a very sleepy face appear from under the blanket. "This is my friend I was telling you about," said Drew.

"The ex?" the man asked.

"No, his boyfriend, Dee," Drew explained.

"Oh.” The man stood up and offered his hand politely to Dee, "Nice to meet you, I'm Steven." The man had a warm smile as he looked up at Dee. He was rather short, not much taller than Drew herself, with deep olive skin and long, silky black hair. Although he was a contrast to Drew's fair skin and cropped hair, they seemed a good match. They made a very attractive couple.

"Nice to meet you too," Dee said, suddenly feeling intrusive. Maybe he should've called before just showing up like this. "Umm, I'm sorry for just dropping in- if it's too late..."

"Not at all! Steven has to get up for work now anyway," Drew said.

"Work, now? Oh yeah! The musician, I forgot!" Dee said with a friendly smile.

"It's a rough life!" Steven joked. Then he gave Drew a small kiss on the cheek before heading to the bathroom. Dee watched him go.

"You have a thing for Asians, huh?" Dee teased after Steven closed the door.

Drew laughed, "I guess so!"

"He's Filipino, right?"

"Yes, he is. I'm surprised you knew."

"I'm not as dumb as I look," said Dee with a good-natured smirk. He paused before bringing up the subject of Ryo and their relationship.

"Trouble with Ryo?" Drew said and laughed at Dee's surprised expression.

"How-?"

"I saw Ryo a couple days ago and it seemed that you two were having problems," said Drew, patting the sofa next to her. "So tell me what's going on."

"Let me ask you something first, Drew," continuing to stand. "When you dated Ryo, was he so... so closed off all the time?" Before she could answer, Dee continued, " I just can't get a hold on him. I keep trying to give him what he needs, but I don't know what to do anymore. I thought, maybe, since you dated him, you could give me a different perspective or something."

Drew watched Dee fidget and sigh as he spoke, obviously frustrated.

"Dee," she said calmly, "tell me what it was like the first time you and Ryo made love."

"Huh?" The question caught Dee off guard. He spread his hands in from of him, "What does that have to do-"

"Just tell me," she persisted. Dee sighed.

"It was...spectacular. Intense, but gentle, loving. Now the second time..." he hesitated.

"Yes?"

"Well, the second time was less gentle..." Drew waited for Dee to go on in his own time. "It was more playful, but I was a bit rough with him. I-I sometimes think I wasn't very considerate."

"Was he upset with you?"

"Not really. He was probably sore, though. I was too ashamed to ask. I've really tried to be more gentle ever since then, but damn it! He still shies away from me. Could I have really hurt him that badly? "

"But Ryo never complained about being sore or told you he didn't like it? Right?"

Dee took a moment to mull over the event in his mind. "No, not at all," he finally concluded.

Drew smiled.

"What the hell is so amusing?" asked, no, now irritated.

"You're thinking about this all wrong, Dee," she said.

"Oh really? Want to enlighten me?"

"Ryo is `uke'. He always will be and he needs someone who is aggressive," she said.

"Uke?"

"Its Japanese. It means `bottom' or submissive." Dee's look told Drew he still didn't totally understand.

"From what you've told me before, you were always very aggressive with Ryo. But now that you're in a relationship with him, you don't push him like that. You're trying to be patient and considerate. The thing is, when you back off, it will only make Ryo think you're not interested anymore. He needs you to be aggressive. He needs to be dominated."

"You mean, he doesn't just put up with my aggressive behavior, he really likes it?" Dee said.

"Not just that, Ryo gets off on it."

"But he seems to like it when I take things slow..."

"I'm sure he does, but he also needs to be pushed sometimes. And you shouldn't feel bad about that."

"But-"

"Let me try to explain better. Ryo's a worrier; he thinks too much, internalizes too much. So, when it comes to sex, he doesn't want to have to think, he just wants to feel. When someone else takes charge, he can shut his mind off and just be in the moment. He doesn't have to take as much responsibility for what he's doing. Which is important for him, because he puts too much pressure on himself to be perfect all the time.

"Not only that, but it forces his defenses down. I know it was terribly hard on him to lose his parents and I doubted sometimes that he would ever really open up and let someone love him. But I've seen it with you, Dee. It might not seem like it sometimes, but he really has opened up to you. The only reason he backs away from you is because he's unconsciously pushing you to your limits so you'll push harder and take charge."

"That's quite a theory," Dee finally said after taking a few moments to digest this information. Drew just smiled.

"I was a double-major in college: art and psychology. Art therapy is my specialty now. I see a lot of people with a lot of problems, so I've gotten pretty good at seeing the reasons behind people's behaviors."

"I'm not sure if I agree with you completely, but thanks," Dee said, standing. He thought Drew would simplify things for him, but her analysis had given him a lot more to think about. Of course, being more of a 'doer' than a 'thinker' by nature, Dee decided the best course of action was to get to Ryo's and test the theory.

Sitting in his living room, Ryo looked at the clock for the hundredth time that evening. 'I'll be there in a couple hours,' he heard Dee say in his mind. It was well past 2 hours... ok, maybe 45 minutes wasn't that far past, but far enough to get Ryo to worrying. Mercifully, he heard a knock at the door. Dee's head soon appeared in the doorway.

"Hi Ryo," was all he said as he closed the door and joined his lover on the couch. They sat in silence for a few moments until Dee finally spoke up.

"Tell me what you're thinking, Ryo," he said gently.

"Do I ever bore you, Dee?"

"What? Of course not, why would you even ask that?"

"Watching you and Drew together, you're so alike, you seem to understand each other so well..."

"Is that why you've been so quiet lately, because you think I'm attracted to Drew?"

"Aren't you?" Ryo asked with that, don't-lie-to-me-because-I'll-know-it look.

"Ok, yeah she's attractive, but, Ryo, I don't LOVE her. I love you."

"I know, but you seem so disinterested in me since you met her. You've been concentrating on work more than usual."

"I've been doing that to be more responsible for you! And I was trying to give you space!"

"I'm sorry, Dee. I should trust you by now, but..."

"But what?" asked Dee, not sure he wanted to hear Ryo talk about how he didn't trust him after two years of doing nothing but prove it to him.

"I'm afraid," Ryo replied candidly.

"Why?" Dee said, placing a hand over Ryo's. Ryo sighed deeply before plunging ahead, "I'm afraid I'm not right for you. I'm afraid one day you'll wake up and realize you're bored with me and need someone less inhibited, someone more like Drew."

"Ryo, I would never-"

"No, let me finish Dee. I'm afraid of loosing another person I care about. I know you went through a lot growing up, and I'm not saying that my life has been harder by any means, but when my parents died... seeing their bodies... feeling how devastating death was at such an early age...I learned how fleeting everything is in this world. Someday you'll die, Dee. The logic is all wrong, but if I never let you in, then I'll never have to take the chance of loosing you."

"Oh, Ryo..." Dee reached up to wipe a tear from Ryo's beautiful face.

"But I've been a fool. I can't live my life that way. I want to learn to live for 'now'. I- I'm just not sure how..."

"Leave that to me..." said Dee, leaning in to capture Ryo's mouth.

"D-Dee! I thought we were talking things out..."

"Talking's over. Its time for the 'now,' " and with that he pushed Ryo down and covered his mouth once more, slipping his tongue quickly past his lips.

"Mmm-mmhhh..." Ryo's moan of protest quickly melted into a contented sigh.

In his mind, Dee was trying to gage Ryo's reactions, attempting to read between the lines to see if Drew's advice would hold. He felt the other man's hands on his chest, halfheartedly pushing at at him. In a flash Dee had snatched the offending hands and pinned them above Ryo's head.

"D-Dee..." Ryo said the name as a question, wondering what his lover had planned. Dee had been aggressive in the past, but since they'd officially been together he'd held off a bit and Ryo had to admit he realized now how much he missed it.

The dark-haired man pressed his weight into Ryo's body, letting him feel the full force of his heavy frame and then smiled when he heard Ryo's gasp of submission. Pinned vulnerably beneath him, the blond writhed and whimpered. Maybe Drew had been right; Ryo seemed to respond more and more encouragingly as he became more dominant. And Dee was enjoying exploiting the other man's hesitance.

Ryo wasn't sure what was happening as his shirt was ripped open, Dee's mouth and tongue and teeth assaulting his sensitive nipples. One thing he did know, he couldn't bring himself to tell him to stop, or even to slow down. Calloused hands slipped down his arms to squeeze his ribs and hold him down as a tongue slowly licked along one exposed hip. Instinctively, Ryo's hands flew into the raven hair before him, only to be grabbed and yanked back above his head. He heard a chastising click of the tongue as Dee swiftly tugged off Ryo's belt and wrapped it firmly, though not painfully, about his wrists.

"You're mine tonight, love," Dee leaned up to whisper in Ryo's ear. The smaller man shivered in anticipation as a tongue traced along his earlobe, then drifted down to nip at his throat. Seeing the other man's body flush pink in arousal at his words, Dee continued to tease him. "Tell me," he demanded, stopping his ministrations to look down into Ryo's eyes.

"Wha-?" muttered Ryo, barely able to voice a coherent thought with Dee's hips now swaying so invitingly against his. And those eyes watching him. Those beautiful eyes glowing with love and tenderness despite the forceful nature of his actions and words.

"Tell me," he coxed, drifting his mouth over Ryo's neck once more so he felt as well as heard the words. "That you're mine."

An intoxicating, driving heat drove through Ryo's chest and swept down between his legs at hearing Dee's request. "Y-yes," he began, unsteadily. "Yes, I'm yours," the words tumbled out in a gasp.

" 'Yes', who?" Dee pushed, slipping a hand down Ryo's side, over a hipbone, past his waistband...

"Dee!" the normally demure man practically shouted as the man's hand brushed his painfully aroused erection. "Oh, yes...always yours, Dee..." sighed Ryo.

Feeling his own manhood throb in response to Ryo's unconscious moaning, Dee clamped his mouth over his lover's. His hand becoming more insistent, Dee quickly pulled Ryo's slacks down his thighs to gain better access to the man's arousal. When Ryo plunged his tongue forcefully again and again into Dee's waiting mouth, his hips bucking in the same passionate rhythm, Dee found it difficult to contain himself. If things continued at this pace, he'd lose it within five minutes. Tearing his mouth away from Ryo's, he clamped it down roughly onto the other man's shoulder, his teeth digging into the tender flesh in a display of dominance and frustration. Ryo cried out in unexpected pain and pleasure at this new assault. His senses were reeling and he couldn't decide if he should make Dee stop or ask him to take him right then and there. Bright green eyes sparked up at him as Dee glanced up a moment before licking the tender spot he'd bitten. No, definitely don't stop, Ryo thought, but I need more... "More, Dee!" he moaned, surprising himself with his own admission.

Pressing a finger over Ryo's mouth to quiet him, he whispered in a husky voice, coated in lust, "No speaking unless you're told." And with that he slid his finger past his partner's lips and into his hot, waiting mouth. Ryo's ensuing gasp merely invited the digits further into his mouth and Dee moved them in time with his hips now grinding into Ryo's groin.

With Ryo unexpectedly sucking on his fingers, Dee reached his limit. He was excruciatingly hard and needed release. Earlier he had told himself to draw out this little experiment as long as possible, but he had his own limits and he was fast approaching them. So, reluctantly, he pulled his hands away from his lover's eager body to divest his own clothing and settle himself down between the blond's thighs. Ryo's slacks were added to the pile on the floor, but his shirt was caught around his arms because of his restrained wrists. It all made a very attractive picture as Dee managed to pause long enough to admire Ryo's flushed body. Then he leaned over and swallowed the man's length in one swift, seductive movement.

"AaaaahhhhHH!" Ryo cried as the warm, wet mouth worked so expertly over his rock-hard shaft. "DEE! I'm gonna c-" he began, but then the divine heat left him and he heard his lover's voice whisper him quiet. A cool, slick liquid was spread down his cock and between his ass cheeks. The contrast between the former heat and current coolness dizzied his senses and Ryo felt he was drifting helplessly in a fog of thick sensuality. But, dear god! he was going to explode! He was so near his climax, and every inch of his skin cried out for release.

Leaning back down over Ryo's prostrate body, Dee let his cock slide down the other man's ass, giving just enough pressure to tease both of them to ecstasy without pushing ahead. Beneath him Ryo panted and tried in vain to press more forcefully against the pulsing erection grazing the puckered ring of his ass. His partner watched with delight through glassy eyes as his lover's body begged to be taken.

"What do you want, Ryo?" Dee breathed against the man's ear, strands of sweaty hair tickling his nose.

Ryo bit his bottom lip and tried tell Dee with his body what he was aching for, but his partner stayed just out of reach. "You," he finally ground out.

"You have me," Dee teased. He was driving himself mad as well as Ryo by holding out, but it was worth it to see his love so lost to his passions. "Tell me what you want, " Dee said with a gentle thrust of the hips, "and you'll get it."

Unable to bear it any longer, Ryo cried out, "Fuck me! Please!"

And, more than willing to end both their torments, Dee plunged his throbbing erection deep within his lover's waiting body. Then he pulled back only to bury himself deeper a second time, his movements frantic and demanding. Cursing his own impatient body, Dee grasped Ryo's weeping cock and began pumping, since he knew he was going to explode inside the writhing, sweet body beneath him at any moment. Ryo gasped and pleaded for more, hanging his clasped hands around Dee's neck to pull him closer. And as their lips and tongues met and danced together, they cried out their mutual climax into each other mouths and felt the evidence of their orgasms flood over and through them as they collapsed in release.

For several moments the only sound that could be heard was the sharp panting of the two exhausted, but very contented, men. Then Dee started to lift himself away to find a rag to clean themselves, but Ryo protested. "Stay," he said softly, and Dee couldn't help but comply. He untied Ryo's hands then, before settling himself back over his lover's body, now slick from their lovemaking.

Dee hugged the other man tightly to him. "I love you," he said simply.

Ryo brushed his lips against the forehead in front of him, tears stinging his eyes with the overwhelming emotion he felt for this man and replied, "I love you too, Dee. Now and always."

And, their eyes falling shut, the two lovers drifted away in a blissful, dreamless sleep.

******* I just love the idea of Ryo getting into his submissive role. I think it makes sense with his repressed personality too. (It's always the quiet ones that are the most kinky!*L*)

Reviews very welcome! ^_~