Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Portrait Without Sin ❯ Taking Care of Dee ( Chapter 14 )

Disclaimer: FAKE, nor any of it's characters belong to me…* sigh *… those rights all belong to Sanami Matoh.

Warning: Not your 'nice' everyday fanfic of your favorite couple. Very strong language / Humiliation (depending on how you look at it) / Angst / Lime, Lemon / Yaoi.

Rating: Definitely NC-17 now!

Summary: How would it be if the one person you trusted with your heart was found to have betrayed it? Seeing him there, with… 'him' was nearly more than he could bare. He never thought that he would do something like this. He never thought that he would be betrayed by him.

Yes, the character's might seem a little out of character, but then how would you react?

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Portrait Without Sin

By: Ryoan

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"Ryo…" he murmured quietly. "Do you…? Am I…?" He still needed to hear those words come from his partner's mouth. He didn't want to wake up and by some cosmic jest that find out that he had taken it all wrong, to find out that he wasn't.

He felt the slight tenseness of the muscles in Ryo's neck were he still had his hand, and merely a moment later he was pulling back away from him.

Ryo looked up into Dee's face, his own a bit uncertain, then he smiled gently as his dark eyes took on a somewhat glassy sheen.

"Yes, Dee." He gave a nod. "I don't want to be without you anymore, koibito."

Part 14: Taking Care of Dee

Dee's hands fell from Ryo as he pulled away. There looked to be a moment of uncertainty as dark eyes gazed up into his face, but then the expression changed to that of a more reflective sheen.

"Yes, Dee." He gave a nod. "I don't want to be without you anymore, koibito."

He could only just stand there, jade green eyes looking down into Ryo's face absorbing every faucet of the man that he could. He took in the shine that the lighter shades of his hair made from the light of the lamp by the bed. Although Ryo still looked a bit tired, a weight had definitely lifted from him, and his face radiated with a more healthier glow. Eyes that had been glittering from tears and worry, now held a familiar shine that he knew all too well; their chocolaty darkness having grown rich and vibrant with life again. His mouth that had been saddened with grief, now tilted upward at the corners. Lips were no longer tense, and their supple softness beckoned Dee to press his against them.

How could he have even thought that this man before him, would have ever contemplated betraying him in such the way as he had accused him of doing? Perhaps it was the fear of how everything he cared for always wound up leaving him,* or perhaps he just felt that he wasn't really good enough to have and keep someone like Ryo. After all, hadn't he just been thrown out in the trash,* by his real parents, when he was just a baby?

Yet staring down into Ryo's face, right now, he saw all he ever needed to know as to how the man felt about him. Ryo loved him… Only him. And that would be something he never doubted again. He would never lose him like that again.

"Koi? Koibito…?" Ryo's soft questioning broke through Dee's mesmerizing daze to draw his sparkling eyes back to his.

Almost in a stupor, Dee reached his hands up to lightly touch the sides of the other man's face; letting his fingers slide past his ears and into his hair. His thumbs caressed the softness of his cheeks.

Slowly…… oh, so slowly, as to be able to continue gazing into the depths of his soul that shined out of Ryo's eyes, Dee lowered his head to brush a kiss across his lips just enough where skin touched skin.

"Ryo…" he murmured in a whisper, as he closed his eyes and pressed his mouth more fully against the other man's, only to pull back enough to reposition his head to the other side of his mouth, and kiss him again. The lips beneath his easily parted, allowing access for him to slip his tongue into the awaiting warmth within.

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Ryo's hands had also dropped away from Dee as he pulled back, yet found themselves reaching back to him as the slightly taller* man kissed him. Hands rested against the other man's waist for a moment or two, before one began making its track upward, over his chest to tentatively touch the exposed skin of his throat with his fingers. A deep muted groan vibrated forth from his partner when he did that, which encouraged the fairer skinned man to continue his stroking touch.

Leaning forward, Ryo pressed his chest lightly against Dee. Slipping his hand around to the back of his neck as the other one slid around to his back, Ryo threaded his fingers into the dark strands of hair, giving a gentle pull to further increase the pressure.

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The kiss was deep and warm; each bathing within the other with slow languorous strokes of their tongues, both feeling as if it was all a fantasy that they were together, with the other, again. Both afraid if they pushed things too hard, too fast, they would find out that it was, indeed, one after all, or if not, afraid that there would be a change of mind in the other.

Because of that, Ryo was hesitant, yet slid his hand from Dee's neck to the top button of his shirt. There was a nervous moment when there was a slight pause in their kiss, as his fingers fumbled trying to slip the object through its hole, but as it finally gave way, the kiss resumed. Taking it as an unspoken consent to continue, Ryo slipped his forefinger inside the small opening. Lightly he drew a downward path against the bare skin to the next one. As that one gave way, also, it earned him a puff of warm breath across his cheek and a deepening of the kiss.

God, it was so hard to concentrate! Dee was such a good kisser!

Another button, another sliding touch…

Dee's gripped tighten somewhat, as he dragged his mouth away; arousing a soft whine of protest from his partner's throat. Dark lashes that were spread across olive colored cheeks, parted slightly to take in the wanton features of Ryo's kissed bruised lips. There was an aching need to offer something more.

"Ryo…" he spoke out softly.

Eye lids flickered as if finding it difficult to open, and when they did, a deep darkness flooded within their depths from the solemn way he said his name. Expecting the worst, even his hands, where they were, gripped the material of his shirt, which wasn't yet finished being unbuttoned.

That look wounded Dee's heart. He never wanted to be the one to cause that look on Ryo's face ever again.

"I'm so sorry." The words nearly caught in his throat, not because he didn't want to say them, but because he so deeply meant them.

It was a moment…… no, maybe three, before the words and the look of repentance on Dee's face, registered enough for Ryo's countenance to change. The worried haze in his eyes disappeared, allowing the light to shine forth once again.

Ryo did not reply vocally; rather choosing to tilt his face up and press his mouth against Dee's, which accepted the silent response most willingly. Hands, that were fisted in material, loosened their hold to permit fingers the continuation of their downward task. Dee's own hands slipped away to eagerly return the favor upon Ryo's own shirt.

It didn't take long, and once they were both completely open, Ryo slipped away from Dee's mouth to kiss along his jaw line. Down the side of his throat he went, taking gentle nips at the beating pulse, to the center dip of his collar bone. One hand stroked upward against the bared skin, allowing relishing enjoyment of touch to both men, even though the more intended purpose was to move the offending material to the side.

Ryo's unyielding mouth caressed a path downward as fingertips delicately brushed over the dark male nipple, causing it to tighten into a puckering tip. His foreplay of light, circling touches continued until warm lips took their place. Catching the budding tip with his teeth, Ryo nipped it lightly, affecting a slight flinch and a startled cry to rise up out of the man he was assaulting, before opening his mouth just enough to engulf the darken area. His tongue mimicking what his fingers had done to assuage the abused nipple, which extracted a hissing breath that time from Dee.

Slipping his hand back upward, Ryo smoothly pushed the material off Dee's shoulder to expose the whole half of his torso.

He continued to lather the pebble hard bud with his tongue a few moments longer, before pursing his lips around it to gently suckle the peak. It earned him the pressure of a hand gripping the back of his head, as yet another sound was drawn from his partner.

Taking the initiative, the other hand that had been passive against Dee's back, came around to the front and traced it's way upward, toward the other shoulder. Pushing the remaining portion of his shirt away, to crumple into a pool on the floor, Ryo completely bared the man's torso to his wandering mouth -- which, not to be neglectful, transferred its attention across the expanse of the male chest to seek out the other side with feathering caresses of fingers, lips and tongue. Once he felt that he had paid enough reverence to that sensitive spot, Ryo's touches and attention slipped downward to other known sensitive areas.

Fingers - again - forged the pathway first, before his mouth followed; over the toned abs and the taunt flatness of his stomach, to the edging of his buckled jeans until his hand clasped about the swollen hardness pressing against the denim material.

Lowering himself, as his lips coursed their way down the same direction, Ryo gave a careful squeeze and rub of hand over the encased hard-on, darting his tongue within Dee's belly hole. He smiled when the man sucked in his stomach from the tingling waves that the act had created.

Dropping completely to the floor on his knees, he brought his hands to the fastening of the other man's pants. They shook as he pulled and slipped the leather belt from its holding, and once the button was released, Ryo's fingers weren't any more steady as he took hold of the zipper tag and eased it down over the bulging pants front. The material spread itself apart to reveal the black cotton boxers he wore.

The hand that Dee had upon Ryo's head, pushed back the hair from the man's face, but took a gripping hold, once again, when his partner leaned forward and pressed a heated kiss upon the stiffened part of his anatomy; purposely puffing his breath through the material to make it responsively flinch. Moving his mouth further over the swollen tip, Ryo did it a second time, which brought forth an short outcry from Dee as he ground out, "Jesus, Ryo…"

Releasing his hold on the kneeling man, Dee's hands began to work frantically, trying push his clothing down over his hips until they were batted away.

"No," Ryo said softly, yet firmly. "that's for me to do."

"You're killing me, baby…" Dee groaned with a deep timber in his voice.

"Prepare to die then," He returned as he tilted his head back to gaze up with more of a serious look, rather than a smiling one, at the sparkling eyes of the man standing above him. Locking their gaze, Ryo grasped the edges with his own fingers and moved to finish the task that the other man had started to do, looking away only as the material started to give.

As the pants and boxers simultaneously slid over his hips, Dee's stiff cock sprung forth, bopping Ryo softly upside the head, as if demanding it be taken notice of. It was indeed, noted, with another small grin that graced Ryo's face, but, for the most part, ignored as the kneeling man's attention was on another matter. It would have its turn in a short time anyway.

Dee stepped out of his pants, with Ryo's assistance.

With the removal of the last bit of clothing accomplished, Ryo's hands began the upward trek upon Dee's legs as, once again, lips followed secondly. The higher they went, the more they curved around to the backside, cupping just under his butt cheeks; lips grazed upon the inner flesh of one muscled thigh, moving outward, toward the hip, the closer they came to Dee's jutting hard-on.

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Dee's body tremble beneath the Ryo's caressing touches, his breath ragged and quick. It took a lot of concentration keep his eyes from screwing up into the back of his head as he continued to watch his American-mixed partner gave adulation to his body. Yet with all that he was receiving, he needed more contact, so raising his hand, he threaded his fingers through the soft light brown hair.

Ryo… Dee thought that he was never going to get enough sight of the man.

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Ryo pressed a final kiss at the indentation where Dee's abdomen met with his upper leg, then settled his temple there with his face turned toward the hard piece of flesh that twitched with anticipation of his touch. Not wishing to prolong its neglect, he drew a hand back around to the front.

With the back of his fingers, Ryo stroked the more sensitive under-skin to the tip, then caressed the flanged head with a sweeping pass. Across the top, he skimmed a teasing path to the base before wrapping his fingers around the circumference of it.

A gripping sensation was felt upon Ryo's head; a brief tightness as his hair was pulled and then released. Even though his scalp tingled where the roots had been strained, it didn't really hurt. Actually, it was a bit exhilarating considering that it was being done in the moment of a lover's expressed ardor.

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With his hand clutched as it was around Dee's cock, Ryo gave a few stroking passes, deliberately giving a rub over the flange and tip of the head. When Dee's trembling hips jerked that's when Ryo began torture of another kind. Trailing kisses as he moved, the lighter haired man ventured out his tongue to curve underneath and slide it down the length of taunt flesh, giving a little more attentive rub at the clip of skin right before the head.

Ryo could hear the slight hitch in Dee's breathing, which turned into a soft moaning whimper when he brought his tongue up over the very tip, sweeping away the drop of liquid that had seeped out of the slit there. Not satisfied that was all there was, Ryo tightened his grip on Dee's shaft and stroked forward, holding him as thus, as more of the pre-cum oozed out. With the flat of his tongue, Ryo licked the moisture away then flicked the tip briefly against the slit.

There was another tight grip upon his head of hair, as Dee released his breath with a gasp.

"Ryo…"

Gentle lips pressed against him with a kiss, as dark eyes gazed upward to watch the reaction Dee would have as he parted his mouth to envelop the engorged mass of flesh within it's warm wetness. Emerald eyes that were already a deeper color, closed as if to either soak in the sweet sensation coursing through his body, or to fend against the weakness that threatened to buckle his legs. Either way, Dee's other hand came up to join the first on the hold of his partner's head.

Ryo's mouth took as much as he could of the hard length into his mouth at once. It had been so long that they had been together… so very long since he had touched, or smelled, or tasted the man he loved, and he wanted that feel, that flavor inside him again. He wanted the memories brought back to life again.

As his lips sealed around him, and he pressed his tongue hard against him, Ryo thought Dee was about ready to come right then. The engorged flesh jerked pretty rampant several times, and coated the back of Ryo's throat with more of the escaping, pre-lubricating cum.

Sliding back off his partner, Ryo glanced upward to looking into the now open glassy eyes of emerald green.

"Easy, Koibito," His voice was soft as he tried to soothe his all-too-ready lover, yet continued placing small kissing nips at the head and sides. "You don't want it to be over before we hardly start, do you?"

"Hell, man, it would still be heaven even if I came right now." And by the look on his face, he was completely serious.

Bringing his other hand around to the front, Ryo gave Dee's scrotum a gentle rub before cupping the flesh covered swollen nodules. Between the rubbing, the kisses and licks, pumping and clasping, Ryo managed to further Dee's state of euphoria.

"Good God, Ryo," he exclaimed with a deep growl. "Suck me."

Compliant to the wanton command, Ryo opened his mouth again and swallowed a good bit of Dee's length. His lips clamped around the stiff member as his fingers remained wrapped around what he didn't, or couldn't, take in his mouth. Both worked in unison on him. Push, slide, pull, release -- over and over it repeated along with a mixture of pulsing tongue and squeeze of hand.

"Ryo…" he said more thickly, flexing the muscles in his butt as he tried holding back his impending loss of control, unable to prevent the small thrust he made against him. Yet the pressure his half Japanese lover was applying with his tongue, was driving him over the edge quicker than he thought possible. Expelling a harsh rasping breath, he tried to pull away, but the grip and the suction of Ryo's mouth would not release. Squeezing his eyes tightly shut, Dee's lips parted as he became more vocal in his struggle for both breath and restraint.

Despite the trouble Dee was having, fingers and tongue continued to rhythmically pressed against him, as Ryo's head moved back and forth, sliding his lips up and down on his hardness. Sweat trickled down the side of Dee's face from his temple as he gritted his teeth, withholding back the urge just to hold Ryo head as he fucked that sweet mouth of his.

"Oh… God," he groaned out, giving into an impulse to thrust forward, which was followed by his own strangling whimper as he managed to go deeper. Ryo accepted what he could take, and held back what he could not.

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By the pressuring grip on his hair, the trembling of Dee's body, and the quick heaviness of the man's breath, Ryo could tell that his dark haired partner was having difficulty in containing himself. It gave him a heady sense of power, knowing that could have this man melting at any moment, or begging for release, depending on how and what he did to him. Yet it wasn't without consequences, for what he did, and the reaction Dee displayed, had it's own effect upon him as well. He could feel the hardness of his own cock pushing achingly against the cotton material that he wore, but at least the pajama bottoms wasn't constricting to make it painful.

Ryo would have reached down to stroke his own self, but a flicker of sense told him that he already had his hands full of controlling Dee. And he knew that soon enough, he knew he would be taken care of, and it would be well worth the small wait.

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"Ahh, Goddd,…" The words tumbled out as Ryo's mouth worked upon him as if trying to suck out the essence that was stored within the tightness of his balls. And when he felt his partner's fingers move further between his legs to that knot, the hidden part of a man's penis, which was just as sensitive to touch as the rest of it, he couldn't hold it any longer. The building pressure demanded release, and Ryo's warm mouth was inviting him to do just that.

"Jesus, Ryo… I'm… gonna… cum…" That was all the warning he gave as he grasped Ryo's hair almost a little too tightly as he stiffened.

Clenching the muscles of his ass, Dee gave another small thrust forward; his cock swelling even more. Throwing his head back, he cried out as he felt the rushing heat travel down through his length and shoot out in forceful spurts inside his partner's mouth. He felt Ryo's throat contracting as he worked to swallow every bit that was given to him. As the man's tongue moved around him, little spasms shook Dee's body.

With raspy and panting breaths, Dee's head fell back forward, managing to open his eyes enough to see Ryo finish cleaning him and sit back upon the curve of his own legs. He watched as the tip of the man's tongue came out to lick away flicks of cum that had seeped out at the corners of his mouth, and his hand wiping any moisture off his chin. God, that was such a beautiful sight to see!

Without thought that his legs may not support him back up, Dee crouched down in front of his partner, catching the expression of surprise when his eyes were captured by the vibrate green ones. The blush the crept into Ryo's cheek was the catalyst for Dee next move, as he reached out and caught the other man under the arms. With a strength unknown, he lifted Ryo bodily off the floor and deposited him upon the mattress of the bed, with himself following on top.

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Ok, this chapter was the first to really write something like this for public view. Yes, there will be more to come (don't take that as a pun).

* About the fear of how everything he cared for always wound up leaving him: My reasoning for this 1. Because of his natural parents. Although he'd really been too small at the time to have it matter, I'm sure after he grew some, it did. Kids do wonder. 2. Jess Laytner, who he accepted as his 'dad', and was killed. 3. Arnon, a close friend, who was killed, also.

* About being thrown out in the trash by his real parents when he was just a baby. It's in the manga series where Dee is telling Ryo about his dad, Jess Laytner, and how the man had found him.

* About Dee being slightly taller than Ryo. Yep, to my view he's at least a couple of inches taller. I mainly went with the DVD, where in the song opening of the show it shows Dee and Ryo walking next to each other and Dee is taller there. Also at the hotel, when being escorted to their rooms, Ryo goes to the window to look at the lake. Dee walks up to him and he's taller there too. And, at times when Dee and Ryo kiss, it's Dee that tilts his head down and Ryo's goes up.

I want to Thank all the people that's been reading this story, and even a bigger Thank You to those that have made review! Appreciate them much!