Fan Fiction ❯ Drifting ❯ Part II: Train Wreck ( Chapter 2 )

Part II

~Train Wreck~

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`I'm home!' Niya called out, kicking open the door as his hands were full of shopping bags and freshly starched clothes. His brow furrowed when he received no reply and had to do a one handed juggle with his things so he could drop his keys on the hallway table.

`Koi? Are you home?' he called out again as he walked briskly towards the main area of his apartment. His earlier feeling of worry came back to haunt him when he saw that partially lit living room was unoccupied.

`Where could he be? He's always back by this time,' Niya thought anxiously as he clutched his bags tighter to his chest.

He almost jumped out of his skin when a pair of strong arms suddenly encircled from behind, snaking around his waist and across his shoulders causing him to loose his grip on the bags that he had been holding so carefully. The slithered from his grasp and spilled in all directions all over the floor but Niya didn't seem aware of the mess as his attention was focused on the hand that was stroking his collarbone.

`Welcome home Niya,' a husky voice purred in his ear making his pulse jump.

`Why didn't you…answer when I called?' Niya asked tipping his head back so he could offer his lover the flawless line of his neck. He started to pant when his partner ignored his gesture and chose instead to teasingly rub his nipples through his blue silk shirt. The material felt cool beneath his lover's palms and the texture was just rough enough so that it pleasantly scratched the hard buds.

`I wanted to surprise you,' he answered, deftly undoing the buttons on Niya's shirt with one practiced hand.

`You never fail to surprise me, Ruka,' Niya replied tilting his face so he could press an awkward kiss to the corner of the drummer's mouth. As he teasingly ran his tongue over the brunette's bottom lip he swiftly reached behind to pull Ruka closer and wasn't the least bit surprised when he felt his erection push into the plumpest part of his backside. His lover must have been plotting this all afternoon.

Ruka emitted a deep groan.

`You want me so bad?' he asked harshly before moving the bassist forward so that his hips pressed flat against the couch.

`Yes,' Niya murmured, `always.' Ruka heard this and knew that he hadn't said it for the sake of their game. He never had to indulge in much foreplay to get Niya hard as a rock and that very thought made passion and lust haze over his mind.

`Perhaps I don't want it just yet,' he whispered, slipping his callused hand past the waistband of his partner's jeans so he could massage the front of his boxers. Niya couldn't contain his moans of pleasure as his hips moved against Ruka's hand.

`Not yet Niya,' he said tenderly biting the top part of his earlobe. Niya cried out in disappointment when he felt his lover step away.

`Take off your trousers,' Ruka ordered shortly and Niya gave a dazed nod. He fumbled with his fly and hurriedly pushed his jeans down to his ankles before kicking them aside. Ruka watched his every move with hooded eyes as he reached into his pocket for a sachet of lube.

`Now, be a good boy and bend over for me,' Ruka calmly instructed as he tore at the packet with his teeth and squeezed it all over his hands.

Obediently Niya leaned over and grasped the top part of the sofa. On a flash of inspiration he deliberately arched his back and smiled darkly when he heard Ruka's sharp intake of breath.

`You can be such a little slut at times cant you Niya?' Ruka asked, his voice thick as he traced an invisible line starting from the top curve of his lover's ass, lingering at his puckered ring before moving south to cup his balls with his slick hand.

Niya hissed as Ruka gently squeezed.

`Only with you Ruka-sama,' he answered sounding extremely short of breath.

`You got that right, only with me Niya,' Ruka said, his hand running a torturous path up and down Niya's leaking shaft.

"What would people think if they knew Niya?' Ruka asked casually as he penetrated the bassist with his index finger, his tone starkly out of place with the eroticism of his actions.

`People…knew…think?' Niya asked he himself clearly unable to, his fingers anchoring themselves deeper into the couch's padding.

`Well, if they knew that Niya, Nightmare's bassist, the great womaniser likes nothing more than a man to get him off,' Ruka said, pausing to add another digit before continuing to slowly finger fuck him.

Niya's body quivered when he felt his lover touch his prostate.

`That he practically begs for it,' Ruka added roughly twisting his fingers inside his boyfriend.

`When have I begged?' Niya snapped, a trace of his customary arrogance rearing its head through his lust filled daze. He immediately regretted his words and felt like biting his tongue off when he felt Ruka stop.

`That's going to cost you Niya,' he said coldly removing his fingers completely.

`No Ruka-sama, don't…touch me again,' Niya pleaded, acutely aware that his cock was so hard it was actually dripping pre-ejaculate onto the carpet.

`I cant let you off scot free koi, you have to be punished,' Ruka said almost pleasantly.

Niya closed his eyes and prepared himself for Ruka's prolonged torture on his senses, which could include either tying him up or a spanking as he knew that his lover was quite fond of both. Hence why he couldn't stop a gasp of surprise when he felt the head of the drummer's penis touch his opening.

`I'm not going to give you what you want unless you beg for it Niya,' Ruka said, knowingly adding just enough pressure to stretch that ring of muscles with his cock. `Unless you beg for my cock to fuck you.'

`Ruka,' Niya felt his skin flush,' please…I'm sorry…'

`What?' Ruka said hoarsely. Niya licked his dry lips knowing that Ruka would make good his threat as he had infinitely more patience than the bassist.

`I want your cock deep inside me…..screwing me,' he groaned, mindlessly lifting one hand off the couch to stroke himself.

`Both hands in front Niya, or I make you wait some more,' Ruka warned, grabbing Niya's slender hips so he could push partway inside.

Niya cried out but it was nowhere near enough to give him relief.

`God Ruka, use your cock to fuck me now,' he almost ordered, his body pushing back of its own accord.

`Little slut,' he hissed and penetrated him fully with one thrust, his pelvis smacking loudly against lover's ass.

`Ruka! Oh yes…' Niya threw his head back, almost screaming as he felt his lover's erection pulse inside him. His legs started to shake and his insides seemed to melt away when Ruka started to move.

`Tell me you want more,' Ruka ordered grabbing a handful of Niya's dark hair so he could jerk him closer, his normally rock steady control crumbling.

`More Ruka, fuck me good!' Niya moaned, pushing back in earnest now to meet Ruka's every thrust.

He was so turned on that only took Ruka touching his cock for him to orgasm. His climax increasing in its intensity when the drummer cruelly raked bloody trails across his sex sensitive nipples and he screamed Ruka's name as he ejaculated all over the floor. His semen overflowed in his lover's hand as his knees finally gave out and he collapsed to the floor, bringing Ruka with him.

Luckily Ruka still possessed enough presence of mind to catch his Niya's falling body so that they didn't land so heavily. Once safely on the floor, the need to come finally overwhelmed him and he made a few more deep fucks before his mind went blank and he filled his lover with his hot cum.

As his world slowly began to swim back into focus, Niya winced as he felt his bruised knees throb due to carpet burn and his spine crack as he slowly sat up. But all his aches and pains were forgotten when Ruka slowly pulled him closer for a gentle kiss, their first real kiss since he had gotten home. It was only then he realised that Ruka was still fully clothed, save his unzipped pants.

`Smoke,' Niya whispered as he lifted himself off the drummer and crawled across to his split shopping bag, affording Ruka a perfect view of his naked backside. After tearing the plastic wrapping off a brand new pack of cigarettes, he resumed his position next to his lover and offered him one. Although the atmosphere between them seemed pleasant, it was so superficial that Niya felt chilled to the bone.

`What did I do wrong Ruka?' Niya asked quietly as Ruka lit his cigarette with the flame from his personalised Zippo.

Ruka's expression didn't falter as he struck the flint of his lighter for his own smoke.

`What are you talking about?' he said coolly, taking a quick puff.

`Don't play dumb with me Ruka!' Niya said angrily pulling away, `don't treat me as if I am stupid! As if I don't know what's going on.'

`What are you bitching about Niya? Wasn't the sex good enough?' Ruka said defensively. `Or perhaps I am not enough to satisfy you now,' he sneered.

`Ruka, what are you talking about!? Besides that's not the point,' Niya said softly, `sex with you is always great. You drive me crazy just by touching me. Its just…you were never quite so rough before,' Niya shifted and his pretty features became edged with pain.

The icy anger in Ruka's eyes melted.

`I'm sorry koi,' he said immediately filled with guilt and remorse. He tentatively reached out to bring Niya closer to him, and breathed easier when the bassist accepted his gesture and wordlessly crawled into his lap.

`I just got…carried away. I am so sorry….really I am,' he bowed his head unable to look his lover in the eye, his hand cautiously stroking the other man's thigh.

`Don't beat yourself up Ruka,' Niya gently taking hold of that hand so that he could touch it to his cheek, `I'm certainly not complaining. And besides, I know that you would never hurt me. Don't you remember what you promised me?'

Ruka closed his eyes and leaned closer to his boyfriend. `I remember,' he whispered.

`So,' Niya kissed him on his forehead, `tell me what's wrong?'

Ruka once again fell silent, but Niya knew that this was his lover's way of thinking things out and let him take his time.

`I saw you looking at Sakito,' he said finally, `I didn't like it,' he added quietly looking away.

`I thought it might be something like that,' Niya said understandingly, `yes, I was watching him, but not for the reasons you think koi. I was watching the expression on his face when Yomi left with Kyo.'

Niya stopped to take a contemplative drag of his cigarette.

`I don't know how to describe it. He looked for happy for Yomi but at the same time…' he trailed off.

`I'm not surprised,' Ruka said unexpectedly causing Niya to look up. `Sakito has always had a crush on Yomi, since day one. I suppose all he thinks he can do now is to simply grin and bear it,' Ruka said, idly stroking a lock of his lover's purple hair. `But,' he started to say something but hesitated.

`But?' Niya prodded.

`It has to be hard for him, to see them together,' Ruka continued quietly, `especially since Kyo is so perfect for him. And I'm sure there are times when he feels like kicking himself for not approaching our little Yomi sooner. Sakito always tries to act like he's bulletproof, even when he is actually hurting.'

Niya mulled over his lover's surprisingly insightful words as he rolled his cigarette between his fingers in a habitual gesture that showed that he was deep in thought. Ruka felt a tug at his heartstrings as he tucked the bassist's damp fringe behind his ears.

`A penny for your thoughts Niya,' Ruka dropped the cliché carelessly, unaware of the bombshell Niya was about to drop on him.

`Ruka,' Niya started then paused to choose his words carefully, `from what you told me, its clear that I wasn't the only who has been looking at Sakito..was I?'

`What you mean?' Ruka said guardedly.

`Don't lie. You used to gaze at him all the time before we started dating,' Niya stated bluntly, ignoring a momentary stab of jealousy. `And I'm not blind, I saw how you were looking at him just now. I could hardly blame you though, he's beautiful…and yet…he himself is unaware of how stunning he is.'

`Niya..don't..'

`That's how I knew you liked guys you see,' Niya quickly interjected, not wanting to give Ruka a chance to interrupt. `That's why I asked you out. And although I knew you liked him, I also knew that you would say yes to going out with me because, at a glance, we look so much alike.'

Ruka was speechless. He opened his mouth to deny it but knew that he'd be lying.

`Why?' he finally said, his voice hoarse with disbelief.

`Because I was in love with you Ruka,' Niya bit his lip to keep it from trembling, his mask of indifference discarded for the moment.

`Listen to me Niya,' Ruka said firmly, wrapping his arms tighter around him, `its not like that anymore, please know that. I promised you that I would never intentionally hurt you and I intend on keeping it. You've got to believe me.'

`I do,' and Niya meant it but still it helped to hear Ruka actually say it. `Koi, Sakito is my friend and I want to help him forget Yomi,' Niya announced out of the blue.

`Can anyone actually make him forget?' Ruka wondered.

`I am certain that all he holds for Yomi is a crush. And crushes fade, especially in the light of much …deeper emotions,' Niya said mysteriously, sounding more like his confident self. Against his better judgment, Ruka found himself becoming intrigued.

`What are you suggesting we do?' he asked, his thoughts wavering a little as Niya decided to nip at his earlobe.

His deep brown eyes flashing with mischief, he titled his head upwards to whisper something into his ear. Once he had finished telling him, he felt the drummer jerk away.

`You've got to be kidding,' he said but one look at Niya's face told him that he wasn't. `Have you honestly thought this through?'

`Very much so,' the bassist said emphatically. `You can't deny that you find him attractive. I admit, at first was I was jealous…but then I came to realise that I was attracted to him too. But its entirely up to you Ruka, you say no and I wont ever mention it again,' Niya added seriously.

Ruka looked away and Niya could almost see his thoughts organising themselves in his head.

`Niya, are you sure you wont regret it?' Ruka turned back to look at him,

Niya nodded. `I am so sure Ruka,' he thought, `I think, this will help rid you off any residual feelings you hold for him as well the guilt that comes along with it. Perhaps then you will finally feel secure enough to tell the world about our relationship.'

`When are you planning on doing this?' Ruka asked, trying hard to keep the tremour of excitement out of his voice. But Niya gave a devilish grin when he felt the drummer's half hard erection press into his thigh.

`I was thinking next week….the day after our concert?' Niya suggested. `You in?' he added seductively grinding his hips against his lover's cock.

Ruka felt his blood begin heat.

`Yes,' he answered slipping a hand between Niya's parted legs.

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