Licorice

By Carter Tachikawa

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: Weiss Kreuz is not mine. How sad for me. T.T

Warning: NC-17 and it's going to have a wonderful amount of sex in it. It's also an unusual couple for me to do, Crawford/Ken. (And at times during this story, it might become Ken/Crawford. I like switching the seme and uke a lot) If this isn't your cup of tea, it would be wise of you to click that 'back' button and vamoose. Understood? Good, explain it to me.

Dedication:This one is for Rachel. Happy birthday, Lady Ran. This one is also an apology fic for Deena since I'm taking forever to write her a Ran/Ken and she's been so patient about it. And it's also dedicated to my other online friends that have a birthday this month.

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"In you go!" Schuldig opened the door. "Welcome to Villa Schwarz, a place you won't find in any travel brochure. Check in any time you like but don't expect to leave."

Hidaka Ken, limp and bruised in his enemy's arms, just glared back in response. It was a mission that had gone horribly wrong for him. His team, Weiss, had run into the enemy team, Schwarz, once again. They fought a good battle but Schwarz managed to overpower Ken in the end. Schuldig and Farfarello almost turned him into a mass of blood and tissues. They probably would have done that if Brad Crawford hadn't stepped in the way. Instead, he chose to kidnap Ken and have Weiss come search for him. It would be more that way apparently.

This better be worth it. Ken thought as Schuldig pushed him into a semi-dark room. There was a single lamp in the corner that was the only light source. In the middle of this room was a bed with the covers and pillows sloppily arranged on top. In the corner, there was a desk and a wooden chair that stood by the door. The drapes, white and dirty, were closed. And in the middle of it all was Brad Crawford, his glasses shining and his arms folded across his chest.

Oh, it will be worth it. Schuldig answered for him. Ken winced, remembering that Schuldig had the power to read minds.

That's my power, don't wear it out. Schuldig smirked, throwing him onto the floor. Things were not looking for the better. They made sure that Ken was unprotected and in pain for this special occasion.

"Well, well, well." Crawford sneered at Ken. "If it isn't a member of Weiss…"

"Go to hell, Crawford!" Ken spat back. He wiped his mouth. "What do you want with me anyway?"

"Temper, temper. We'll have to change that, won't we?" Then he nodded towards Schuldig. "Thank you very much. You are free to go, Schuldig. I have something special planned for our little Weiss friend here." Ken glared at him and tried to look genuinely angry. Even when he was acting, Crawford still sounded serious and dangerous. Or maybe he wasn't acting to begin.

"Oh, can I watch?!" Schuldig sat down on the chair by the door. "Please? I can taunt him mentally while you perform the physical torture."

Ken shot a glare at Schuldig's direction. This was supposed to be his night with Brad. He only agreed to this capture so that he could spend the night with Brad by himself. He wanted as much time as he could get. Weiss would come for him eventually so he wanted to be fast. If Schuldig could hear his thoughts now, he'd know what was going on for real. But amazingly enough, he didn't make any notice of it. Instead, he was still talking.

"Just this once, Brad? I swear I will be quiet through the whole thing. As I said, it will only be mental torture and I'll_"

He was silenced by a glare from the precog. "You are free to go, Schuldig." He repeated. Then Crawford smiled at his 'victim'. "I prefer torturing people alone."

Schuldig rolled his eyes, got up from his chair, and closed the door behind him. "As you wish, Fuhrer."

The moment he left, Ken let out a deep breath. Brad locked the door to make sure that there would be no more interruptions. Everything was perfect now. The plan had gone well. And so far, no one was aware of the secret relationship between Hidaka Ken and Brad Crawford. They had been keeping it hidden from everyone in Weiss and Schwarz. For a long time, they were keeping in touch with each other but tonight was the first time they would actually get to make love. All the other times had been foiled by their busy schedules and other missions. So when Crawford suggested a scheme of having Ken kidnapped by Schwarz, he felt a little iffy.

"It won't work." He told Crawford the last time he got in contact with him. "They'll catch onto us eventually."

Crawford, however, was more confident. "It will work. I have it all figured out. I'll tell the others to kidnap you after they beat you in a fight. Let them beat you. It will be better that way."

"Why can't I kidnap you?"

Crawford smirked. "Then people would get suspicious about us. Just trust me. For once."

So Ken did trust him and Crawford gave him more instructions. The next mission they had, Schwarz showed up. And, as they had planned, Ken was beaten by Schuldig and Farfarello. Of course, they also beat him senseless during the fight. Then, as if they were planning to get back at Weiss, Schwarz kidnapped him and took him away for torture. By luck, they took him to where Crawford was waiting. And this was where everything would start. Ken looked around warily to be absolutely certain there was no else watching them, even from afar.

"Are we alone now?" He asked. Everything looked good to him.

"We're alone now." Brad Crawford turned around and gave him a nod. His glasses gleamed despite how dim the lights were in that empty room. Ken glared at him but he didn't take any notice. "I apologize for the thrashing Schuldig and Farfarello gave you earlier but I suppose there was no other way. I had to get you her somehow. Aren't you glad I let you get captured?"

"I didn't ask to be beaten up too." Ken snapped. "I thought you said I would come out of this unharmed."

Crawford smirked. "Rule number one, my dear Siberian. Never trust a member of Schwarz. Rule number two, if you trust Schwarz, you are bound to get hurt in one way or another. And rule number three, beating is half the fun of a romantic night. Don't you agree? I can heal your wounds through sex."

"Like I couldn't have figured that out by myself." Ken said bitterly. A trickle of blood was drooling down his chin. "What if Farfarello chose to make mince meat out of me, huh? There would be no fucking for you tonight."

Brad's smile dropped. He didn't like it when anyone, least of all his lover, to talk about 'what could have been'. Ken was alive after all. And he would be alive for the next couple of years especially if their relationship lasted for a long time. He didn't need to look into the future to know that.

"You're here. Let's leave it at that." He said, beginning to undress. He threw his pants into the closet and started to crawl up on the bed, completely naked and unashamed. "Now let's get this over with. Your friends will come for you soon, right? Let's start now."

Ken had to hold his breath when he saw his boyfriend. This wasn't his first time seeing Crawford naked but it was an amazing discovery nonetheless. Brad was a beautiful man in clothes. But out of them, he made Gackt look like a toad that no princess would kiss (1). Gackt was indeed a beautiful person but his beauty faded compared to Brad Crawford's. His body was tight, his package was nicely rounded, and his features were prominent. No wonder he was chosen to lead Schwarz. With a body that resembled a marble sculpture, he could do whatever he wanted.

"You_" Ken was at a loss for words. All he could see was Brad. All he wanted was Brad's arms, legs, chest, face, rear, and cock, especially the cock. It was mighty and strong and it stood out more than any other body part. Ken wanted to wrap his hands around it and squeeze it hard. He wanted to know just how much cum was inside a large, heavy penis like the one Crawford had. It would probably squirt all over him and he'd have to lick it off later. No matter.

"You should get undressed." Crawford was saying. He actually was saying a lot more but Ken had blanked him out ever since he saw Brad's beautiful birthday suit. Now all he could hear was fragments of the speech. "If you want…Seeing that we have all night and…No one will bother…Are you sure that…I'm feeling cold and my nipples…"

His nipples had turned hard like drawer knobs. Ken was shifting his gaze from the (now) raised penis to the hardened nipples. His fingers were twitching and bending as he sat on the bed, still fully clothed. He began drumming his hands on the mattress to hold in temptation.

I want to grab him. Oh god, I want to grab all of him!

"And Schuldig won't be…"

That body…I'm feeling really hungry for that body. Ken licked his lips and watched Crawford pace around the room.

"Farfarello is being punished…Nagi has homework and…"

This isn't right. This isn't right at all! I'm not supposed to be drooling over how hot Brad Crawford is! But he's…he's walking around naked in front of me!

"…And I still have the licorice. You didn't forget that, did you? I bought two kinds…"

The licorice! Of course! That did it. Unaware of his own actions, Ken leaped to his feet and tried to tackle Crawford. However, Crawford had predicted this was going to happen so he moved out of the way in time. Ken ended up running into the wall and wasn't given a chance to shake off the dizzyness. Brad had pulled him back up on his feet and was sending him towards the bed. Still dazed, Ken obdiently backed up.

"Bad kittie! Bad! You're moving much too fast for both of us!" Crawford scolded as he pushed Ken onto the bed. He then started to unzip his lover's pants with his teeth. Ken looked a little embarassed by Crawford's dominance in this affair. By now, he knew what was happening and his mind had cleared up.

"Brad? I can take my pants off by myself." He said. "Really. You don't have to do it for me."

Crawford didn't hear him. Instead, he began making funny noise as he dragged the zipper down. He accidentally managed to bite Ken's penis but not hard enough to hurt. Besides, Ken was still wearing his underwear. What was he going to feel if his underwear was over his cock?

"You're being bad." Ken muttered as Crawford finished. He even took off the pants and underwear for him. Soon, it was both of them naked in the bed. "You can't wait at all."

"You're right. I can't." Crawford grinned and he took off his glasses. Even without them, his eyes were giving off a strange and seductive glow. "But can you blame me? Here you are, thanks to Schuldig, and here I am, thanks to being bored senseless. I've been bored for too many nights. I needed something to do. I needed you. Let's put two and two together, Siberian. What do you get?"

"I know the answer." Ken grinned. Before Crawford could speak, he was tackled and knocked onto the mattress. Ken began to tease his boyfriend's nipples underneath that expensive shirt he wore, which made him smile. Whispering, he added. "It means I get to be on top."

"In the next millenium." Now it was Crawford's turn to push Ken back down. "Believe me, I can see the future. And I don't see you on top of me anytime soon."

"Your powers are rusty." Ken kissed him, letting his tongue run far and deep in Crawford's mouth. Thinking, he added. Considering the fact that you can't predict what I'm about to do next.

As if he could read minds as well, Crawford replied. "Oh yes, I can. I know your every move."

Ken grinned wickedly. "Then stop me!"

That's when he wrapped his arms and legs around Crawford, pushed him back on the bottom, and waited till Brad's legs went up. This was something that Brad did during sex according to Schuldig. He had been talking to Ken mentally about this while he was dragging him back to Schwarz headquarters. Apparently, Schuldig and Brad had sex a few times and the legs moving up was something that happened all the time. Ken was no precog like Brad but he could predict a few things. This was one of them.

Finally, the legs went up. When they did, Ken moved back slowly like a snake and, moaning as he went through this procedure, carefully inserted his cock inside Crawford's ass.

TBC…

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(1)Gackt is apparently the greatest J-pop in history and one of the hottest too.

The whole talk about the title and the licorice will come later. I know this chapter is short but hey, it's the beginning. I promise to get more filthy and naughty later on. That's what you're reading this for, right?

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