Forever Caged

Disclaimer: I don't own Ai No Kusabi nor do I make any money from this fanfic. However, I do own all the original peeps I've chosen to invade the AnK world.


Rating: NC-17


Pairings: Iason/Riki, Raoul/Katze, original characters and novel character pairings.


Parts: 96 of ?

~~**Forever Caged**~~







His back pressed against the headboard, Gideon watched with hooded eyes as the object of his affection timidly kissing his way down his chest.





“Is this alright?” Jade asked, his lovely innocent eyes peeking up at him through thick lashes.





“More than alright,” Gideon whispered huskily. The very sight of his slim little lover between his legs was more than enough to make his heart thunder in his chest, and cock ache to thrust into Jade’s tight body.





Gideon shuddered as the musk of Jade’s arousal, fanned over him. Panting, he fisted his hand in the silk of Jade’s hair.





“Tell me when you’ve had enough,” Jade bravely remarked, his head lowering to continue his path of kisses down Gideon’s perfectly sculptured abs.





Drunk off of Jade’s scent, Gideon released his lover’s hair, so not to hurt him, and reached behind him and dug his nails in the headboard, hissing as the very touch of his blond hair wisped across his sensitive body.





His back arched, and he gasped out a laugh of surprise as Jade’s tongue licked the tip of his cock. Through clenched teeth he hissed, “Yes,” when Jade’s hot mouth closed over him.





Small hands gripped his thighs, massaging his tense muscles before lightly scratching their way up his body. Sweat dripped down his forehead. Gideon’s eyes squeezed shut as sweet torture held him prisoner in its grip, the sight of Jade’s head bobbing over him too much for him, and the control he had was threadbare at best.





“Enough, Jade,” Gideon rasped, ready to release into the young man’s mouth. “I want you.” Opening his eyes, Gideon moaned at the plumpness of Jade’s lips, glossy and slick over the head of his cock.





“Do you want in me?” Jade asked, and Gideon smiled at the bit of shyness that rang in his lover’s voice.





“Straddle me,” Gideon ordered. He wanted Jade more than anything, but needed their coming together to be Jade’s choice.





Jade slowly crawled over him, hovering above his lap, his eyes glazed over with lust. “Gideon,” he breathed.





“Guide me in,” Gideon said, trying to stop his hips from lifting up and thrusting into him.





Biting his lips, Jade nodded and slowly worked the tip of his—





A knock sounded on the door. “Master Lagat? Sir Iason and Sir Riki have requested you and Sir Jade to their residence posthaste, sir…”





No. Gideon grabbed Jade’s upper arms as the boy tried to leap away. But, too late, he saw Jade had been freed of desire, and all because his blasted Furniture has called out his name. Riki. The mere mention of Jade’s sire killed all his plans for the day.





Forcing himself to uncurl his fingers from Jade’s arms, Gideon watched with distaste as the boy scrambled to the edge of the bed.





“Sir Lagat?” his Furniture called out.





His body still hard with need, Gideon exhaled, willing his carnal need to fade to a less animalistic urgency. One that didn’t have him raping the man rushing to cloth himself. “Tell Sir Iason we will present ourselves as he requests,” he told his Furniture.





“Yes, Sir Lagat.”





His fists clenched and unclenched at his side repeatedly for a few moments before Gideon could plaster a smile across his lips. Turning, he gently held his hand out. “Assist me to dress?”





With an apologetic smile, Jade took his hand.

oOoOoOo




“Are you okay, Niko?” Mimi softly asked, hugging his arm between her plump breasts.





“You’re not angry with us, are you?” Lili asked. His other arm held captive between her breasts as well.





“No,” Niko said affectionately. “However, it might not be a good idea to keep touching me. People might think we are being intimate outside of out Master’s view.” Niko grimaced in disgust at the thought.





“We can’t,” the girls said together.


“Why?” Niko asked offhandedly, trying to gently detangle his arms from the girls grip. Walking down the hall towards the pet parlor, Elites on their way down to the main lobby stared at them as they passed.





Niko struggled a little harder to get free. No doubt Gabriel would hear an embellished version about what those Elites saw. “Please let go.”





Again, the girls said, “We can’t.”





“Master Lazen has given us new duties that we find most pleasing,” Mimi said. “No longer will we need to pretend to enjoy coupling with males and females not of our choosing.”





“Our Master only finds pleasure in watching your face reach climax, and having sex with you,” stated Lili, making Niko’s face explode with heat.  His eyes darted around him, and Niko sighed with relief when there was no one around to have heard the pet.





“What does this have to do with sticking so close to me?” he asked.





“We love you,” the girls said in union.





“And I l-love you too,” Niko said, “in a non-sexual way. But like a man would love a sibling.” Like how Fidget loved Sky kinda way.





“Yes,” the girls agreed. “We love you like the baby bird we once kept without our Master knowing.”





Niko smiled. “What happen to the bird?”





Mimi frowned. “We squeezed it too tight, and it died…”





“Oh…” Although, Niko kinda knew how that baby bird must have felt, being squished between the two girls.





“So, what exactly are the duties Gabriel assigned you?”  Niko asked.





“We can’t say,” Mimi replied.





“Why not?” Niko gently demanded looking to Lili, the more outspoken of the two for an answer.





“Because we are having fun, and you’ll pick a fight with Master Lazen if you were to discover what we now do for him,” Lili replied.





“Like what?” Niko asked suspiciously.





“We are learning to read and write!” Mimi announced. “Master Lazen got us teachers.”





Niko smiled, and his fear melted away hearing Mimi’s news. “That’s good, very good.” Considering—from what the girls had told him—that Gabriel had not paid attention to them in the last few months, and even less after he began living with them, Niko could not be happier.





Stopped at the door leading to the pet parlor, Lili told Niko in a surprising stern voice, “Stay close to us, Ni, Ni. Don’t wander away from our side.”





Niko raised his brows in question, but nodded his agreement.











Inside, Rio eyed the trio as they entered, earning disgusted glances from neighboring pets when he whistled low in appreciation to the three beauties. Granted the male sandwiched between the females was less pretty than the others in the room, however, even from the corner of the room he sat, Rio could see the twinkle of mischief in the young man’s blue eyes. Rio loved a little pep in his ‘friends’.





After Jared came back from his errand, and saw his two pets weeping in the corner, the Blondie slapped a bracelet on his wrist and told Rio to go blow off some steam in the pet salon, with, of course, a warning not to kill anyone. The Elite had even waited until he gave him his promise before letting him leave.





Rio hadn’t realized how difficult giving Jared his word would be, until he had to give it. After all, no one had ever asked him not to kill. It had always been the opposite. So, being completely honest—another first—Rio swore he wouldn’t kill anyone unless he had to protect himself.





Hell, Rio probably would have bartered his ass, that desperate to not spend another minute in Jared’s apartment. He always wondered what it would be like to stay under one roof for longer than a few days, and not just to sleep.  His memories as a pampered prince in a magnificent palace were nearly all gone. The only time he saw the riches of his old home were from the shadows, and never for longer than a minute or two.





Suffice to say, Rio preferred the open wilderness than the plush pillows of being a pet.





Standing, Rio jacked up his hip-huggers and combed his hair back with his fingers. Striding over, he grinned at the boy, “Hey. How you doin’?”





Instantly the two females stepped in front of the male pet and hissed menacingly at Rio. The sheer savageness of their greeting forced him to step back.





“Whoa, ladies,” Rio said, with his hands held up in a non-threatening way. “No need to stress. I just wanted to have a conversation with your boyfriend, that’s all.”





“Girls,” the male said, “its fine. What’s wrong with you two?”





“He’s blond, but not a Blondie,” the bolder of the female pet’s stated almost accusingly.





After getting repeatedly spanked for changing his hair color, Rio had decided it wasn’t worth an ass shinning and kept his hair blond.





“He’s not to be trusted, Niko,” the other female whispered.





“Oh, so your name is Niko—sorry,” Rio quickly said when the females growled at him. “My bad. No talking to your man, I get it.”





“I’m not their man,” the pet, Niko, said. “We live together and share the same master.”





The girls pouted.





“And,” Niko added, “I care for them deeply.”





Rio raised his brows when the women looked at him smugly.





“You are strange though,” Niko said. “I’ve never seen a blond pet before. Is that the reason why you are being snubbed by the pets in the room?”





Rio shrugged. It could also be because he had physically demonstrated on a few pets the fallacy of winning if they decided to gang up on him. He might have taken his painful warning a little too far, but he hadn’t any broken bones so everything worked out just fine.





“Who are you?” Niko asked.





“He’s a fucking dead man, that’s who he is.”





Over Niko’s shoulder, Rio grinned. “Yo, V! Damn nice to finally see a familiar face.”





The newly arrived violet-haired mongrel glared at him. “Stay away from him, Niko; he’s a backstabbing son of a bitch who’ll shank you in the back for the change in your pocket.”





“That’s harsh, man,” Rio muttered. “You don’t call a man’s mum a bitch, especially not my mom. She’ll gut you just for giving her a dirty look…” Rio didn’t bother denying any of the other things V accused him of, because they were all true. But, if the blue-eyed cutie knew V, then the kid wasn’t just a random pet either.





Rio waggled his finger at Niko. “You’re part of Riki’s crew, aren’t you? I knew there was a reason why I liked you the moment I saw you.”  Rio yanked his hand back when one of the female’s snapped her teeth too close to his digit.





“Careful, sweetheart, I bite back,” warned Rio.





“It’s not the chicks you need to worry about,” V growled, “but me and the new scar on my hip.”





“Aw, you can’t still be mad at me for—“ Pain exploded under Rio’s chin. Lifted off his feet from the blow, Rio landed on his back. Thankfully the table and glass drinks on it softened his landing.





Groaning, Rio rolled onto the carpeted floor. “I guess you still are,” he rasped, pushing himself up on his hands and knees. A pair of feet appeared, and instantly reacting Rio surged to his feet and struck. Too late he realized V hadn’t come after him. Punching Niko in the face, Rio grimaced with sympathy when the pet fell to the floor.





However, before Rio could apologize or give Niko a hand up, he was attacked by the two females. Not wanting to hurt the pretties, Rio deflected their blows but didn’t retaliate. He was amazed at the girls’ skill. Someone obviously trained them. He could tell by the way they moved. They protected each others backs, and made sure he didn’t get too close to them. They weren’t very good, but trainees never were. Rio could easily over take them if he wanted to.





“Ladies,” Rio shouted. “I swear I didn’t mean to hurt your boyfriend!”





In answer, the women punched him in the face, busting his lip. Just as Rio began to rethink not hitting back, he heard a shout.





“Mimi! Lili! Stop now!”





The pets retreated…and V advanced. “Shit,” Rio mumbled.





“Hey,” the mongrel said, “No man would pass up watching a chick fight, be thankful I didn’t join in. But, since Niko ungraciously called them off, I’m happily going to take their place.”





“They were lovely, even as they tried to kick my ass,” Rio agreed. His back stung like a motherfucker and he knew if he were to reach behind him, he’d feel the tips of broken glass imbedded in his skin. “Can’t we pick this up some other time?”





The tall mongrel shook his head. “Fuck no. Once he sees I swung at you, Orphe isn’t going to let me near you again. The fact that you’re in this place means some Elite’s taken a liking to you—“





Rio jingled his pet bracelet for V to see.





“—but it also means you can’t get away.” V grinned. “So how about you be a good boy and take your beating like a man, because if you don’t take it now, me and you will always have a problem.”





Rio groaned. “You already got me good with that first hit, and I’m already bleeding—“





“You tranked me, fucking ripped the chip out of my hip, and then sold me, Rio!” V shouted.





Rio’s shoulders hiked up. “It was all in good fun. And look,” Rio said, arms out he turned in a half circle, “I’m in stuck in this place now too. Riki’s man stripped me of everything—with my mother’s fucking blessing, so there’s no hope for a rescue from her—and my ass is in serious jeopardy of getting tapped from that Blondie, who constantly keeps forbidding me from killing anyone!”





Rio looked imploringly at V. “Haven’t I been punished enough? Can’t we be friends, and let bygones be bygones?”





Screams erupted from the pets as V tackled him to the ground. Cursing as the shards of glass were driven deeper in as he and V rolled around on the carpet, Rio refocused his attention away from the painful irritation, and toward the larger male trying to choke the life out of him.





Regardless of his trained skill as a fighter, and kills under his belt, Rio took his brawl with V seriously. He had spent weeks with the mongrels when Riki had been unconscious, and learned while play wrestling with V and the twins, that those mongrels had a level of hand-to-hand combat skills he’d never seen before.





They played to win. And words like “cheap shot”, “sucker punch”, and “Good sportsmanship” were meaningless to them. They scratched. Bit. Pulled hair, and attacked you from behind. They fought dirty, and were proud of it.





They were honorable but attacked their opponents without any, and that was one of the reasons why Rio loved them.





Driving his knee into V’s ribs, Rio slammed his forehead into V’s, and then cursed when V returned his blow with a head-butt of his own. The mongrel matched his every hit, and damn if the crazy bastard didn’t laugh each time their blows met their mark.





Each time they broke apart Rio could see the anger fade away from V’s face, but the mongrel still kept attacking until Rio realized it was just for the thrill of the fight that made V keep coming after him.





“V, stop!” Rio saw from the corner of his swelling eye Niko frantically waving his arms.





“Don’t interfere, Niko,” V warned, grinning. “I’m not done yet.”





“They are coming!” Niko hissed.





“Fuck if I care,” V said, as they circled one another.





Rio grinned back. “I needed this—didn’t know how much until you sucker punched me in the kidney.”





“Which time?” V winked.





“How much damage do you think we can do to one another before they get here?” Rio asked.





“Only one way to find out,” replied V, charging. Except, instead of V’s body it was Niko, V and Rio crashed into when he set off to meet the mongrel.





Tangled, and crushed in the middle, Niko glared down at him after they tumbled to the floor. However, all it did was make it slightly difficult for V and him to hit each other.





“Knock it off!” Niko shouted after accidentally getting smacked one too many times. “Girls! Grab their arms!”





One of Niko’s girlfriends snaked her arms under V’s, restraining his movements while the other pet yanked Rio's above his head, and used her full weight to restricted his just as the door to the saloon swished open.





In the doorway stood Rio’s angry Elite, Jared, and two other very unhappy Blondies.





The room was dead silent for a few seconds before Niko stuttered, “Gabriel… I-It’s not what it looks like.”





Removing his arms from under the pet, Rio grabbed Niko’s upper thighs straddling his hips and gave them a squeeze. “I don’t know about that, ducky. We are in a compromising position—one I’m happy to be in.” Rio leaned up and gave the pet a kiss on his shocked lips.





From above them, V tsked. “Stupid move, buddy. Niko’s the king of retaliation.”





“Violet!”





Rio watched the female release V and scramble away as a sexy looking Blondie strode over and yanked the mongrel off them, and onto his feet, an act that was repeated by another Blondie, removing Niko from his lap.





“How many times will I hear, “It’s not what it looks like” from you, Niko? This is the third time!” Niko’s Blondie hissed in the pet’s ear.





“It’s not!” Niko exclaimed, squirming in the Elite’s grip.





Rio sat up and smiled at Jared who stared thunderously at him. Looking around the trashed room, at the terrified pets cowering in the corners, the blood on the floor, on V’s face, and, no doubt on his, Rio shrugged and said to Jared happily, “I kept my promise and didn’t kill anyone. I think I did good, right?”


 

oOoOoOo







“The next time I see that cock-sucker, I’m killing him,” Riki growled, storming into their apartment. “Of all the arrogant pricks I’ve come across, that fucker took the cake.”





“Yes,” Iason responded, “it was a rather pleasant evening, was it not?”





Kicking off his boots, Riki glared over his shoulder at Iason. “You’re going to suck this all up, aren’t you? For getting pissed at that dude for fawning all over you?”





“One learns to cherish the simple things in life, Riki. And your lovely display of possessiveness is a gift I will remember forever.” Iason grinned.





“Simple my fucking ass,” Riki muttered. “Nothing with you is simple, Iason, and I bet if that asshole realized the game you threw him in, just so you could get your jollies off on me being jealous—“





“Ah, so you admit you were jealous?” Iason asked.





Riki tried to stomp away, only to be brought up short as his head yanked back. Looking behind him, Riki saw Iason holding a lock of his hair. “What do you want me to say? Yes, I was fucking jealous? That if you hadn’t kept holding me back, I would have snapped that drooling shit’s neck? It didn’t help matters that you encouraged that shit-head.”





Nor had it helped that in the middle of lunch, Iason calmly dropped the bomb that he’d gotten reports that disappearances—like the ones in Ceres—where now happening in Midas. It had shortened his patience, and his fuse. Thankfully, Larius had been there to take the bunt of his anger.





The only reason why he had kept a rein on his temper was because Iason had called the other Blondies to meet at their apartment. If not for that… Well, Iason would have had to call someone to get rid of Larius’s body. Riki never thought he was the jealous type. Sure, he’d gotten annoyed at Iason’s admirers before, but never possessive or jealous. He never had been with Guy.





“Yes,” Iason said, “I do. You also made it very clear to everyone in the restaurant who I belonged to. There was a great many whispered conversations to your repeated announcement of that fact.”





Riki grit his teeth at Iason’s happy tone. “I’m glad you were entertained.” Spinning on his heel, Riki strode into the living room and stopped short when he saw Gideon and Jade. Seeing the bright red hickey on Jade’s neck, and blush painted across his son’s cheeks did not improve Riki’s mood, but seeing the pissed off expression Gideon could not hide did.





“I hope Iason’s summons didn’t interrupt anything.” Riki smirked at Gideon’s murderous glare.





“The others are on their way,” Gideon informed Iason.





“Good,” Riki said. “Gives me time to have a heart-to-heart with my boy, you know, to give him some good fatherly advice.”





Riki couldn’t torment Iason but he could with Gideon, and by the way the Blondie tensed up, Gideon knew it too.





TBC…