All too soon the older man pulled away, earning him a groan of frustration from the Nightray. Break, must've been pleased with his reaction, purring out Gilbert's name before kissing up the younger man's jawline then down his neck, pausing to suck at the junction between his neck and shoulder, while pale, sword-calloused hands slowly trailed up his legs, raising his nightshirt to bunch up around his chest.

Gilbert whimpered, gripping the sheets tightly, as lips closed around a pert nipple while a hand stimulated the other. His hips bucked as the hand on his chest just moments ago curled around his obvious arousal, teasingly, while the older man kissed and licked lower down his torso, pausing to nip playfully at his navel before drawing back.

Break stared at him, hungrily devouring him with his crimson gaze. Gilbert blushed as that lone eye slowly came to rest on his hard length, the older man licking his lips as if he were eying a feast fit for a king.

No way... This is one hell of a vivid dream... Gilbert thought.

He hadn't realized though that he had said it out loud until Break laughed. "Is that what you think, my dear little raven~?" the pale-haired man asked, sounding very much amused.

Gilbert didn't have enough time to formulate a reply before Break parted his lips, eagerly taking him into his mouth.

"Ah!" the Nightray gasped, hands flying up to tangle in that pale hair, hips bucking, body arching in pleasure.

The older man tensed, his eye widening, making a slight choking sound before closing his eye, relaxing and allowing Gilbert to set the pace as he hummed, sending jolts of pleasure throughout the young man's body.

With his blood roaring in his ears, Gilbert was barely aware of the loud, dirty noises he was making for a very pleased Hatter.

The stimulating pleasure was too much. As much as he wanted to draw it out, to prolong it, Gilbert couldn't take it anymore. Screaming the older man's name, he thrust deep into that hot, wet mouth and came.

Hard.

Break pulled away suddenly, letting a jet of semen land on his face. The younger man had expected the pale-haired man to say something derogatory for it and in effect, kill the mood. But instead, the man just purred and sighed contentedly like a well-fed pet, as he cleaned himself up, licking the white essense from his fingers like it was the sweetest cream.

Gilbert squeezed his eyes shut, panting, trying to regain his breath, thinking that this highly erotic dream was over and Break would be gone once he opened his eyes.

So he was surprised when the bed shifted, accompanied by the sound of heavy clothing thumping onto the floor. His eyes flew open in shock just as Break straddled his hips, took his hand and placed it over the illegal contractor's seal on his now bare chest, smiling.

What? What is this? He was absolutely confused.

"Still think this is a dream, Gilbert-kun~?"

Then it all sunk in.

"I sincerely hope you don't think this is over with just that. We were just warming up after all~"

Oh my god...

~*~

The Mad Hatter couldn't help but chuckle a the deer-caught-in-the-headlights look Gilbert was giving him as the young man tensed up. He licked his lips. The boy looked absolutely delicious, flushed pink from shame, embarrassment and their earlier, highly satisfying activity. Now that he's had a taste, he wanted nothing more than to eat him up.

But that would have to wait until the skittish creature had calmed down. It wouldn't do to hurt the tense young man and wouldn't be conducive at all to what the Hatter had in mind.

Alright. You've had your fun. Now leave, Break growled tersely, most displeased with his Chain despite the fact that he was just as aroused and turned on.

The Mad Hatter ignored him and laughed as Gilbert squirmed beneath him, trying to get away, which ended up with the older man wedged between his legs.

"B-Break! Get off me!" Gilbert protested despite his body's obvious enjoyment.

"Now, now, Raven. No need to be so eager~" The Chain trapped the raven-haired young man's hands above his head. "I fully intend to get us both off~"

Gilbert froze. "Break?"

The Mad Hatter smirked as he cocked his head, regarding the Nightray thoughtfully with his red-eyed gaze. "Hmm... I wonder..."

He shifted so that he was pining both of Gilbert's wrists with one hand as his gazed moved lower. "Which one should I take first?" He lightly caressed the young man's stirring member. "This? Or..."

Gilbert gave a small, undignified squeak of surprise as the older man's fingers trailed over his behind. "...this~?"

Then, the Chain suddenly pulled away, the expression on his face was one of a child being forced to decide between his two favorite toys. "I can't seem to decide~"

Stop this. This is madness! Break pleaded as he tried to regain control of his body. Gilbert doesn't-

"Little Gil wants this, doesn't he?" the Chain cooed in response as he massaged the young man's swollen member teasingly.

"Break, I..." Gilbert choked out as the Mad Hatter continued stroking his sensitive flesh with a growing smile.

If Break had control of his body, his mouth would've gone dry at the sight of Raven, his little raven, flushed, eyes tearing up, panting, moaning, squirming, making sharp, little dirty noises as he struggled to muffle the sounds he was making. The boy was a perfect picture of an innocent being thoroughly defiled by a monster.

He didn't really care anymore whose will, whose sentiment, it was when they stoped teasing the boy, reaching up to wipe away those tears, caressing the young man's face as his lips kissed those eyelids close.

I give up... Break whispered as he surrendered to the Mad Hatter's will, though he didn't feel the least bit defeated.