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Warning: Mild language, violence, sexual content between males, and disturbing imagery. If any of this bothers you, do not read.

Author's note: Thanks for the reviews I'm glad to see that people like this fic. I'm going to give an extra warning on this chapter for the sexual content. I just hope this chapter isn't too graphic or disturbing.

Switching Sweaters

Soulless

I'm not going out!" Ken panicked looking in the mirror in the club dressing room.

"You think I'm happy about what I have to wear," Aya sneered as he placed a pair of devil ears on his head.

"Well, at least you look sexy. I look like a fairy, and I mean that literally." Ken pouted as he eyed Aya's lace up tight black leather shorts, and knee high boots. He let his eyes drift to the bulge in Aya's pants.

"Whatever, Ken. Besides you're not a fairy, you're an angel. Here, don't forget your wings." Aya said as he picked up a pair of wings that strapped around his shoulders. Tonight was costume night, so Ken and Aya would be stuck dancing together. Night had selected their outfits, and Aya was dressed as a devil and Ken as a angel. He had on a pair of tight white shorts that didn't leave anything to the imagination, lace up sandals that went to his knees, a gold band around his head, and glitter on his chest to complete the look.

"There," Aya huffed as he finished strapping the wings to Ken. With that he pulled Ken out of the dressing room and onto the platform where they began to dance. Aya grabbed him by the hips and they moved together. Aya moved a leg between Ken's legs and rubbed up and down, causing Ken to gasp and look around nervously.

"Aya your leg," Ken moaned.

"Yes, I know where it is and I know you're enjoying it." Aya leaned into Ken whispering in his ear. Ken couldn't breath. Why was Aya doing this; was it something to do with the mission? He couldn't take it anymore; he began grinding into Aya's leg to relieve the pressure.

"Wow, you two are so hot. I almost hate to break you up, but someone wants to meet you, Ken, back in the room," Night yelled from the floor.

"OK," Ken said nervously. He was relieved and frightened at the same time. Quickly moving away from Aya, he hopped off the platform to join Night on the floor.

"So, what exactly am I expected to do with this person who wants to meet me?"

"That's between you and the costumer. Most of the time they just want you to dance for them and tell them about yourself. If there is anything you are uncomfortable with, just leave. Most of the time they're old rich men just looking for a little fun, but today you're in luck; this one is young and hot. You most certainly don't see his type everyday. Now just go through the doorway with the curtain. If you need anything just let me know." Night gave Ken a wink and pushed him towards the curtain.

"My, Ken, you look like an angel." Youji smirked from a chair.

"Youji, what are you doing here?"

"Just thought I would see what you and Aya were up to. I must say Aya makes a perfect devil." Ken could only gawk at Youji. A gay club was a place Ken couldn't imagine Youji would ever set foot in, even if it was just to laugh at them. "Well, I am a paying costumer, so show me what you got, Ken." Youji leaned back in his well cushioned chair smirking evilly at Ken.

Ken looked around the room for the first time noting that the only piece of furniture in the room was the chair Youji was sitting in. It was dimly lit making for a sexy atmosphere. The music was softer and slower compared to the music in the main room.

"You can't be serious, Youji."

"Oh, I am quite serious, and I want you to sit on my lap at the end." Kens eyes bugged out at Youji's wish. He finally sighed giving in figuring Youji was just messing with him. He began to move his body while staring at Youji with the sexist look he could muster. Sliding his way to Youji he went until their knees touched. He could tell Youji was trying not to laugh. Ken was getting tired of Youji's smirk, and decided to take his revenge. He hopped onto Youji's lap and straddled his legs. He rubbed his arousal into Youji until Youji let out moan. It was now Ken's turn to smirk when he felt Youji begin to react to their closeness. He couldn't stop himself; he was too turned on by Aya's earlier ministrations to stop. He grinded into Youji until they both gasped out in release.

"Get off!" Youji said as he pushed Ken off him.

"But you already did that, Youji," Ken smirked. Youji frowned at his comment.

"You gave a good show, so here." Youji said as he thrust some cash into Ken's hand. Ken could tell he had made Youji upset as he made a beeline for the exit not looking back at him.

When Ken emerged he was greeted by Aya who was exiting the dressing room carrying their clothing in his hands.

"We're leaving, so don't bother changing. Take your wings with you."

"Why?" Ken asked in confusion. He truly didn't understand the redhead.

"Because I said so."

000

They reached home in record time. Aya had been driving like a mad man. He still wasn't explaining why they had to race off like that. This left him to his thoughts and he was beginning to feel guilty about what he had done to Youji. He wondered if Youji would forgive him, but then again, it wasn't like Youji to hold a grudge against people.

"Put on your wings," Aya demanded as soon as they got into the house. Ken was unsure, but still put them on curious. As soon as he had them on Aya was dragging him to the stars toward Youji's room.

"I know he'll have some." Aya said as he drug Ken into the room after him. Aya pushed Ken down onto the large cheetah print bed and turned to the nightstand and opened up the first drawer. He gave Ken a wicked look, and Ken gulped nervously. He was still sprawled out on the bed in shock. Before he could react Aya was on top of him kissing and touching him all over. He was so excited by Aya's animal passion he couldn't think. He suddenly felt something cold close around his wrist, but Aya was grinding into him, so he ignored it until he felt something leather wrap around his other wrist. Aya suddenly pulled away sitting back on his knees looking at Ken lustfully. Finally Ken looked up realizing one of his wrists was hand cuffed and the other was tied with a leather strap to the headboard. He gasped, staring up at Aya in confusion and fear.

"Don't worry Ken I won't do anything you don't want me to." Aya said as he nipped at Ken's chest.

"Aya." Ken sighed as he relaxed.

"Do you want me?"

"Yes," he moaned not thinking of the negatives.

"Do you want me inside you?" Aya asked as he slid down Ken's shorts. He noticed Aya pulling out a bottle of lube from Youji's top drawer. Ken hadn't ever really thought about being on bottom, but his body was screaming for release.

"Ken, answer the question."

"Yes, Aya I want you inside me." With that Aya prepared him an entered slowly. Tears ran down his face it really hurt. Aya stopped his actions until Ken stopped crying. Once Aya was moving again Ken slowly started enjoying it. Aya reached over and pushed Ken's hair back.

"You look like a fallen angel." Aya panted into his ear. "How many men have you teased and screwed in the past?" Ken's eyes widened in hurt.

"I've never done it with a guy," Ken whimpered.

"Don't lie, I saw Youji go into the backroom with you tonight. He came out looking satisfied. So, how long has he been banging you?" Aya sounded angry as he continued moving with Ken. He didn't say anything as Aya and him reached climax. Aya panted as he moved off of Ken.

"Well, now Youji can see just how easy you are, Ken Hidaka, my debauched angel."

"Aya don't you dare leave me like this. If you do, I will kill you," Ken threatened. He would die if Youji came home and found him tied up with a mess all over his comforter. Ken could feel tears welling up in his eyes as Aya looked down at him. Aya didn't say another word as he left Ken alone in the room.

TBC