Russian Blue
Author's notes: It's Sunday. In a little while I'm going to my father's store to be there all day. Probably gonna take my computer there so I can do all the stuff I'm supposed to do by Monday. Tsk Tsk. I know it's gonna be a slaughterhouse at school. Two presentations, two teachers who want to crucify me worse than they did Jesus (sorry J-man, but you know it's true) Oh well. As I say when things get rough.. Ladi-dah…
Hope you enjoy this chapter. If I could post a new rating it would be NC-17 for the sexual contents in it. Just don't tell Fanfiction.net or else they're gonna kick me out. I was thinking of posting this on my deadjournal, but then again, who would read it, hum? Ok. Enough chit-chat. On with the goods!
Disclaimer: Fake belongs to Sanami Matoh. *Other* characters and plots belong to me. The song this time is called "Secret Smile" sung by Semisonic. Maybe I'm wrong.
WARNING – Hey Kiddies! Go see what mommy has in the oven! Cookies! (Shh! I'm only doing it as a distraction to keep them from reading this naughty, naughty chapter)
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Five days to Christmas…
Ryo had thought long and hard about what to get Gaiev for the holidays. He'd thought about giving him something nice, like a sweater or gloves or maybe one of those wooden pens, but he really didn't know what Gaiev liked. Now that he thought about it, he didn't know much about Gaiev, except for the facts that he was from Russia, that he grew up mostly in England and that his family was very close but now all he had left was Alexeyena for some reason… and Alex… and Ivan, Alexeyena's husband who right now where in California, visiting Ivan's family. Ryo'd met Ivan, he seemed like a pretty decent guy, even though his job required him to travel a lot and he was _almost_ never home, but still, a pretty decent guy.
Back to the shopping.
Ryo didn't know Gaiev's favorite – basic – things. Now that he thought about it, in all the time they've been together, he never asked him about his favorite books, movies, colors, songs, anything. And still, he was so in love with this – dare we say it? – complete stranger who lately had been working extra-hours, or at least he said he did because one time when he went to look for him, Devon said that he'd been out a few hours ago and then when he asked Gaiev about it he said that he had to take in another job as a bartender at a place called The Craft and Ryo had no idea where this place was… then again, he was a cop – he'd look in to that later.
Right now, he needed to think about the shopping.
"Maybe you should invite him over to dinner and ask him, you goof," Carol said. She was packing while Ryo sat on the bed, looking worried at the idea. What if he asked Gaiev and then Gaiev just took this as a way of saying 'I know nothing about you, please leave' sort of situation?
"What if he takes it the wrong way?" Ryo asked shamefully. Carol sighed.
"No point on making you feel better, hum? Ask him!" she said, taking Ryo's hands between her own, her eyes and smile cheering him up, "You never know what could happen!"
"You're right," Ryo said, "I will… I'll invite him to dinner – or a movie, or something… and I'll ask…"
"And remember, it all fails, the best moment to ask for things – is during sex " Carol said with a wink of her eye and a childish smile that just made Ryo go red, "How do you think I got Bikky to go on this vacation?"
During sex… point taken.
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Ryo smiled as soon as he saw Gaiev there. The dark-haired man raised a bottle of red wine and winked, "I've got some wine to go with that blond," he said before kissing him and stepping inside. The door was closed soon after.
"Dinner is almost ready," Ryo said, "But are you sure you wouldn't want to go out or something else?" Gaiev shook his head.
"I would rather spend some time alone wit' you, luv. Nuthin' better than t' spend quality time with such a gorgeous man than alone, in 'is 'ome…" and maybe it was the smirk on Gaiev's face that made Ryo smile and go reddish, feeling hot all of a sudden.
"I hope you like italian," he said, walking in to the kitchen.
"No," Gaiev said, walking behind Ryo and leaning against the kitchen entrance, stripping Ryo with his eyes, "I would rather 'ave japanese-american dinner: much more enticing."
"Stop that, you're making me horny," Ryo laughed softly, his back turned to pay attention to the salad on the counter, part of what he was making for dinner. Suddenly, he felt Gaiev's hands on his waist, his lips next to his neck, and his breath close to his ear.
"Tha' is the point 'ere…" he whispered in a husky voice. Ryo turned around, his eyes fixated on Gaiev's lips, "It's been too long, luv…"
"You can resist a few minutes more… dinner is done…"
"Well then… dinner it is…" Gaiev kissed him, a deep and longing kiss that just expressed his desire to have something more for dinner that night. And Ryo couldn't agree more.
Dinner was good. Ryo was a good cook after all. Gaiev teased him about him becoming a chef rather than a police officer, and that maybe he could get him a job at the coffee house as a cook, but then again, he would have to endure all the sexual harassment Gaiev would do at the work place. Ryo laughed at the idea, because he could just picture himself in the situation, more like those hentai mangas he'd seen in Bikky's possession once or twice.
Gaiev's smile was… different.
It was weird. Ryo never noticed how wonderful was Gaiev's smile really. It was like looking at some magnificent picture of a landscape or something – a smile like non other. And he felt lucky and proud to be the one receiving that smile at that moment. Gaiev had the tendency of looking down when he got nervous, or shy; that's why, when Ryo just stared at him, Gaiev immediately did what he did and looked down on the empty plate and the half-filled glass of wine, a soft smile drawn in his lips.
"Wha'?" he asked.
"You have the most amazing smile, you know?"
Gaiev laughed, half embarrassed, half happy for the compliment and took another zip of his glass of wine as Ryo said, "Can I ask you something?"
"You can ask me anything…"
"What's your favorite color?" God! He felt like such a high-school preppy boy!
Gaiev was taken aback by the question. He blinked a couple of times to shake off the surprise, "What?"
"What's your favorite color?"
"What kind of a question is tha'?"
"I want to know," Ryo giggled, "I want to know EVERYTHING about you…"
"Um… Purple, I guess… yeah. I like purple. And black. Both colors are good…"
"Cat or dog?"
"Dolphin."
"Chocolate chip or cookie dough?"
"Vanilla fudge"
"Chicken or beef?"
"Pork."
"You're weird!" and with this said, Gaiev giggled, "What's your favorite T.V. show?"
"I 'ate T.V. It makes me 'ead 'urt like a bloody bitch, and it gives me envy to see all those perfect families they always 'ave on sitcoms… I rather read."
"Any good books?"
"'Arry Potter…"
"Harry Potter?! You like Harry Potter?!"
"Hey! Don't tease! I also like… other stuff…"
"Like?"
Gaiev took another zip of wine, "A Mexican writer – Sarah Sefgovich I think it's 'er name. I read a book of 'er once… I luved it…"
"You know Spanish?" Ryo arched an eyebrow.
"No," Gaiev laughed softly, "Bu' a good friend o' mine did an' she also loved that author, so she translated the book for me… It's called… "Too Much Love"…"
"What's it about?" Ryo looked interested, and as Gaiev spoke, the words seemed to have a lot more meaning to him then they apparently had. Ryo wondered about it, but didn't take much into it…
"It's about two sisters who 'ave a dream of going t' Italy an' set a guest 'ome there… One of the sisters, the small one, goes. The other stays behind t' support 'er, send 'er money t' get the guest 'ome started. And you know about it because 'alf of the book takes place in letters she sends to the sister, telling 'er all about 'er boring life as a secretary, until one day she goes to a restaurant an' a guy offers 'er money t' sleep with 'im. And she does. She becomes a prostitute, an' she tells the sister all of 'er adventures… But then, the other 'alf of the book it's about this guy she meets in the restaurant… a guy she falls in love so deeply, she follows 'im everywhere, all over Mexico. And she's one person from Monday to Thursday, bu' then from Friday to Sunday she's this guy's lover. And she doesn't care about anything else until one day she starts seeing 'ow their love, so perfect, begins to look bad. 'e never asks anything about 'er. And when 'e finds out she's a prostitute… 'e leaves… an' never returns. And then the sister finds 'erself so much in love with 'er country, she gives up on 'er dream of going to Italy… it's a beautiful book… when she writes about 'er trips around Mexico – you can almost taste everything she tasted, see everything she saw, feel everything she feels. Awesome book…"
"Wow…"
"Yeah…"
"You have a favorite movie?"
"You're going to laugh"
"No I'm not, com'on! What's your favorite movie?"
"The Fifth Element…" and with this said, Ryo laughed deliciously as Gaiev took the last zip of his wine, "Ass…"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to. God! Well, at least it's not "Titanic" or something…"
"Gods no! I'm not that gay! I still like a few explosions every now and then…" Gaiev said, lowering his eyes to look at what was left of the wine as Ryo's eyes where intimidating him in a way he couldn't explain.
"Ok, ok… and do you have a favorite song?"
Gaiev looked up. It took nothing more than a glance across the table to get submerged in to a sea of lust; a lust so unlike any other neither of them had experienced before or after that moment. It was like wanting to touch the moon and knowing it was just across a table; a necessity of wanting someone so badly it could almost become pain, a pain so exquisite it could endure forever and neither of them would care.
Yeah, the wine wasn't helping either.
Without a word, Gaiev got up and came walking to Ryo, getting rid of the sweater and shirt in the process. Ryo looked up and felt his arms so full when Gaiev melted down in to them, sitting on his lap, legs to each side, chest pressed against his so closely that Ryo could feel his heartbeat. Their lips locked, Gaiev's arms resting around Ryo's neck as their tongues danced to a new rhythm. It just felt good – it felt real good. Ryo moaned against the kiss, feeling his arousal increasing with every passing second; his hands traveled all over Gaiev's naked back, then to his sharp sides, then to his well-built abdomen, feeling Gaiev shudder under his slight touch. He left his lover's lips to travel down to his delicious neck and Gaiev leaned his head back, exposing the sensitive flesh to Ryo, his Ryo, the one and only one who held his lust and passion in a single look, in a simple smile – a secret smile Ryo only used for him.
Eternities all melted in to one kiss, a single touch, and a brush of warm lips Gaiev desired more than anything in this world. It was like being brought to the edge of existence, a feeling so unreal that Gaiev wanted it desperately – needed it to survive the madness he was going through. Strong hands carving paths of lust on his back held his entire existence tightly, and he wouldn't have cared for any of them if it meant Ryo would be there forever. His parted lips where not left unattended for long as Ryo reclaimed them once more. Again. Again. Again. The waves of ecstasy where crashing in his skin, whispering promises that he knew where going to be kept secretly locked inside moans and groans of pleasure and untamed lust.
Ryo heard his lover cry softly as his teeth bit the soft skin of the collarbone, heavy breaths across his ear as Gaiev leaned closer to kiss his sides. He loved the way Gaiev sung and danced to desire's rhythm. He loved the way he would come alive, like an exotic firebird, embracing him with wings of soft fire that melted his insides. More. He wanted everything Gaiev had to offer. He wanted to feel the soul of the one who held the gateway to heaven in his eyes with the single touch of his fingers, and wished it were enough for those gates to open widely for him and him only.
Gaiev then started to move, crawling down between Ryo's legs, and Ryo's mind went wild with expectation at what was going to happen. Teasingly, he undid the button on Ryo's pants as he continued to playfully tongue his navel, hearing the moans escape from his lover's lips, gasping for air, looking down at his treasured toy as he bit his lower lip to keep himself from screaming out in sheer pleasure. Gaiev pressed against his crotch to bite down on the zipper, pulling it down in a maddening slow pace and revealing the prize within. Ryo's hips went up to help remove the pants and the boxers that came afterwards, as he took one of Gaiev's hands and began to suckle on the fingers in a seductively way, in attempts to draw those eyes up at him, dark emeralds that where fixated on the hardening flesh in front. Ryo ran a hand gently through Gaiev's hair as he starts flicking his tongue hungrily at the slit, taking it in his hand softly, moving twirls around it and enjoying the salty taste of the precum already in the tip, leaving small patterns of kisses here, there, everywhere. Ryo moans louder as his fingers get strangled in Gaiev's hair; a moan that begs, that pleads, and Gaiev understands his language, licking the length from base to tip and vice versa, taking his own sweet time in doing it, a sweet torture that Ryo just loves and needs more than air. He pants softly, having no strength to move; he gasps and whimpers, moving his hips to meet with Gaiev's tongue.
"Oh Christ!... Gaiev!" Ryo gasped at the sight of his dick being devoured by moist pink lips, hot lips that felt so good around his hardness, a heat that just made the need to end this delicious ache.
Swallowing his lover up to the base, Gaiev suckles harshly, licking rings around the slit and rolling his tongue against it languidly. Ryo gasped sharply as he watched Gaiev with a mixture of lust and adoration, running a hand through his hair, his hips moving gently towards Gaiev's mouth. Gaiev moaned softly, rubbing Ryo's cockhead on the back of his throat, embracing this feeling of ecstasy at giving Ryo ecstasy as he hears him gasp sharply at the feel of Gaiev's mouth sucking harder on the hot organ in his mouth, playing twirls with his tongue, scratching it softly with his teeth as his head moves to bring him to climax. Gaiev's hands caressed Ryo's balls with soft delicate touches, like the feathers of an angel, making Ryo pant and groan louder and louder, his hips bucking faster until he finally came, calling out his name blissfully as his fingers grasped his precious Gaiev's hair. Gaiev relished on the sweet taste of his lover's seed, drinking it all until Ryo's hips stopped moving, too weak to do so, to much in to nirvana to let it all fade. He crawled up, kissing Ryo deeply on the lips, allowing his lover to taste himself inside his mouth and hungrily, Ryo accepted this kiss as Gaiev's hands kept the beast within him still awake, wanting more, wanting Gaiev in the worse way possible… Ryo rested his head in Gaiev's shoulder, breathing fast as Gaiev's hands kept his work at a steady pace.
"God! I want you!" he moaned in to his ear.
"You have me," he heard Gaiev whisper with a husky voice.
And then, Ryo pushed Gaiev until he was on the table, kissing him madly, viciously, undoing Gaiev's pants in a matter of seconds as his lover wrapped his arms around his neck, also feeling the same need for savage, wild and untamed sexual perversion as he grasped Ryo's body with his legs and felt his lover lean over to grab the best lubricant they had on top of the table – butter. He screamed out of sheer pleasure when he felt his Ryo inside him. Oh! How complete he was! He shot his head back as he arched his back and felt Ryo's hands support himself on it, moving them at a fast pace, leaning down to kiss his lover's body wherever his fancy lead him. Gaiev's hands ran all over Ryo's arms, his nails leaving scratching patterns that Ryo didn't take notice of, calling his name over and over, between gasps and screams, groans and moans of pleasure his Ryo was bringing, over and over, with every move he made. He moaned loudly when he felt Ryo's hand around his own throbbing member, rubbing it in sync with his own thrusts, Gaiev squirming against him, holding him tightly, calling out his lover's name like it was some sort of sacred mantra, feeling his heart about to burst out at any moment, his pale skin shinning in sweat – his own and Ryo's. He's got the most beautiful face when he makes love and his passion overtakes him, and Gaiev gasps when he reaches climax, spilling all over his Ryo's abdomen and hand, arching his back as far as it can go as the pleasure overtakes him at the feel of his lover screaming out Gaiev's name in absolute passion, throwing his head off to the side as he orgasms deeply buried within him.
Oh, the rush!
It became once more in the bedroom, names being called in bliss and pleasure, in passion. Sweat mixed in between the lover's bodies, making their souls become one, their hearts beat at a synchronized rhythm only matched by their powerful lust for each other. Slowly, it climbed down, bringing them both to the edge of existence once again, in the bedroom, and as they both embraced each other, the nirvana within them slowly converting in to sleep. The dark haired boy snuggled against the blond, feeling safe and complete with him in his arms. Ryo kissed him softly in the head, holding him tightly, as if he was afraid that he was dreaming and that he would wake up at any moment feeling empty and alone.
"Good night, my love," he whispered. Gaiev's emerald eyes half opened and gave Ryo a groggy smile.
"G'night, luv…" he said, before drifting completely to sleep. Ryo sighed as he closed his eyes and snuggled against Gaiev, he too feeling his eyes heavy with sleep.
… he would ask Gaiev about those burns in his neck… tomorrow….
Good night….
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Aaawww! Nicely done, don't you think? Tell me what you think! NEXT CHAPTER!!! Christmas is upon us! What will happen when Ryo finds out about Gaiev's "other" job??? Keep reading, my kiddies!!!
Aaaahg!! Remind me never to do these chapters after watching "King of the Hill". Somehow I can't get the picture of Hank and Dale "performing" out of my head… and it's not pretty… not at all…
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