Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Reality ❯ Chapter 1

Title: Reality

Author: Ladymynx
Word Count: 888

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: After Book 3
Warnings: Descriptive sex

Characters/Pairings: Ryo, Dee, Berkeley

Notes: A companion piece to Fantasy

 

 

 

 

 

“Good morning, Commissioner.”

 

Rose nodded and returned the greeting. It never hurt to be polite. He tended to get better performance when he treated his underlings like they're important.

 

As he entered the CI unit his eyes immediately searched for an unruly mop of chestnut hair. A moment later he berated himself silently, what did we agree on Rose?

 

Rose made his way to his office. On his desk are a pile of case files that he thumbed through nonchalantly. One in particular caught his eye -- the Kenton case. Diana had asked to borrow Ryo for backup. He had been on an undercover assignment for the past few weeks but he was returning today

 

Ryo - he'd be away from Laytner. He never called Laytner by his first name. It added a degree of intimacy he didn't want.

 

He wondered if Ryo was back. He had to know after all. Or at least that's the excuse that he used as he picked up the file. As Rose stepped out of his office door he sees him. He looks as disheveled as he's ever going to get, Rose thinks. Weeks posing at a dock worker can take their toll. Still despite the growth of beard and the angry sunburn, Rose thinks he's the most beautiful man he's ever seen.

 

*

 

Ryo crosses the room and heads right for him. Rose straightens and steps aside, allowing Ryo to enter his office. Rose closes the door behind him.

 

“Welcome back,” Rose leans against his desk. “Good work on the case.”

 

“Thank you sir,” Ryo smiles. “But if you don't mind, I'd like to make my report and head on home.”

 

“Understandable,” Rose removes his glasses and walks over to the window, keeping his back to Ryo as he listens to the half-Japanese detective make his report. He thinks commendation and much more.

 

“You deserve a reward, detective.”

 

“None is necessary sir, just doing my job.”

 

Rose walks around the desk until he is directly in front of Ryo, “Are you certain?” He kneels and Ryo stiffens in his chair. The man makes no protest as Rose unbuckles his belt.

 

“Sir we shouldn't--,”

 

“Oh yes, we definitely should,” Rose can see the desire in Ryo's eyes. “Why don't you fight me?”

 

Ryo does, pushing against Rose's shoulders but there is no force in the attempt. It only arouses Rose further. He pulls Ryo's pants down just enough to expose Ryo's cock and balls and is inordinately pleased when Ryo gasps as he runs his tongue up and down his length. His tickles the slit with his tongue, tasting the pre-cum as it gathers there before taking it full into his mouth, plunging it deep into his throat.

 

“Oh yes, Berkeley don't stop!”

 

He's pleased that Ryo cries out his name. The young detective leans back in the chair, his hands fisting in Berkeley's hair as he sucks him off. He squeezes Ryo's heavy testicles, eliciting a sharp impassioned cry from him.

 

It's not enough. It's never enough for Rose. He has to be inside him.

 

“Get down on your hands and knees,” Berkeley demands.

 

Again Ryo obeys. Rose positions himself behind him and spreads his ass cheeks. He can barely contain himself from ramming into the younger man. Ryo moans as Rose impales him to the hilt. It is a sound of having a want fulfilled. He starts slow, savoring the feeling of Ryo's tightness and the sounds of Ryo's pleas for mercy. But Rose refuses to show any mercy to the man who's tortured his nights. The more Ryo begs the harder Rose pounds into him until he senses the end approaching. Rose leans over Ryo's back and in a harsh whisper, “Only I can make you feel like this.” As he begins to fiercely pump Ryo's cock.

 

“Yes,” Ryo moans, “Berkeley!” And the young man comes, his hips bucking violently. It's more than enough to push Rose over the edge himself. When they're both spent Rose pulls Ryo down onto the plush carpet next to him. Rose presses his fingers to Ryo's lips. They are coated with Ryo's own essence. Ryo licks Rose's fingers clean.

 

Rose pulls Ryo against him in a possessive gesture. “Ryo.”

 

*

 

Laytner walked into his line of vision bringing him out of his fantasy. How long had he been standing there staring at Ryo? Rose's eyes scanned the room. Thankfully no one had noticed.

 

And as for Ryo?

 

Ryo smiled as Laytner approached him. Laytner muttered something - probably some smart-assed remark about Ryo's appearance. Ryo laughed. Then to Rose's fury, Dee touched Ryo in a brief caress across his chin. Laytner then loudly made a teasing remark about Ryo's beard so the true nature of the touch is not revealed. But Ryo knows and responds to the touch. Rose can see it in Ryo's eyes. That was all he could stand to see. He walked into his office and shut the door.

 

For a moment he stood motionless in the midst of the room trying to quiet the voices.

 

“Ryo will never be yours…”

 

“He doesn't love you…”

 

“He belongs to Dee….”

 

“No,” Rose quieted the voices with a single word of denial. He was Berkeley Rose. He always got what he wanted. He allowed himself a secret smile. Well there was always tomorrow.