Chapter is ready and it's been a week, so here's the next installment. Please don't kill me for the cliffhanger.

BAD BAD things ahead, run if you can be offended. Serious M. No offense intended to anyone.

DEVIL IN THE DARK
Chapter 6

Daisuke couldn't get that cryptic note off his mind. Kyousuke asked him a few times what he was so preoccupied about, and the elder had to put on his most winning smile and distract him.

The distraction was needed. Their disappearance was all over the news, sobbing fans and pale family members. Hamao Shinnosuke made a video for release himself, vowing he would not rest until his precious baby brother was found, and showed old photos of the two of them. Kyousuke was too distraught to speak for over an hour. His brother normally avoided cameras like the plague.

Daisuke carefully lifted him up and set him down on one of the beds. He ran his hands all over the boy, trying to soothe, and finally lay down and pulled him close.

"It's okay, baby."

"It's...not, it's not."

"I know. Let it out, Mao, I've got you."

Kyouske cried into his boyfriend's shirt a long time. When he calmed down, he lifted his face for a long kiss.

"Remember the first time I kissed you, baby?"

A wan smile. "We were in Nagano. Your hotel room, after the others had gone to sleep. You were so gentle when you held me. I wanted to be in your arms forever."

"I wanted the same thing. I also wanted to take your clothes off, but that's neither here nor there."

Kyousuke laughed softly; it came out half a sob. "I think I would have let you."

"I couldn't have. You were so young. I felt like a pervert."

"Yeah, you didn't hide it well. I felt bad for you."

"It was worth it. Having you is worth every bad thing that can ever happen to me."

"Dai-chan. How do you always know what to say?"

"I'm as brilliant as I am cute," Daisuke laughed.

"You were a wonderful first kiss, too."

"And you were a natural. You know..."

"What?"

The elder looked a little embarrassed. "That night, while I touched myself, I watched you sleep. I imagined slowly stripping your clothes off, touching you all over, sucking you while pleasuring you with my fingers until you couldn't take it anymore."

"Dai-chan," Kyousuke breathed heavily, starting to softly pant.

"I thought of fucking you slowly, making your eyes roll back. I wanted to lick every inch of you and make you come harder than you ever have in your life."

Kyousuke pulled him close for a heated kiss, and they made out while Daisuke began to slowly stroke him. He put his lips around it just in time to drink the warm fluid. He quickly refastened the jeans when the door opened, and Sato, the frowning doctor, and Suzu came in, the latter with a cloth tote bag.

Sato sat at the table, and set three glasses and a bottle of wine down. "Come here, boys."

They knew by now that it was useless to refuse. Daisuke kept a protective arm around his boyfriend as they sat, and their captor filled the glasses.

"Drink, boys. It's a rather good Bordeaux."

It was good, but they declined a second serving. Daisuke swallowed down his rage at the way the man was undressing Kyousuke with his eyes.

"How are you, Takumi-kun? It seems you've overcome the antitocin. Maybe you need more."

"Please don't," the boy said quietly.

"All right. We're going to play a different kind of game today. Truth or Dare, Takumi-kun."

Kyousuke seemed to timidly shrink into himself. "Truth."

"When you're not with your true love, do you touch yourself at night and imagine it's him?"

Looking at the floor, the boy nodded.

"Lovely. Gii-kun, Truth or Dare?"

"Truth," the young man nearly hissed, arm around his boyfriend.

"How long after you first met him did you want to fuck him?"

A hostile glare. "Immediately, okay?"

"Don't be angry, who could blame you? Takumi-kun?"

"T-Truth."

"How many people have tried to touch you?"

Trembling, Kyousuke pressed his face to Daisuke's neck and hugged him. Daisuke held him tightly and whispered, "Baby?"

"I don't want to, please..."

"Oh, baby." He's worried about upsetting me.

"Takumi-kun, would you rather have a dare?" Sato's smile intimated nothing good.

"Leave him alone, you fucking - "

"Suzu."

The familiar gun pressed against Daisuke's head, the familiar grip bruised his arm. Kyousuke was pulled out of his arms by Sato and brought to a tarp spread out on the floor. He watched Daisuke and worried for him, not so much himself, as he was stripped bare.

"Lay down, Takumi-kun. Good boy."

Sato took out something neither boy recognized, and secured it with leather straps around the teenager's penis. Kyousuke wasn't sure what was going on, but looked terrified.

"It's all right, child. This will make you feel good but keep you from coming for a little while." Sato stroked him with a pleased smile, getting the frightened boy hard, but it took a long time. "Nice, isn't it? Turn over now, get up on your knees."

Weeping, fearing Suzu's gun, Kyousuke obeyed. He couldn't see Sato get up and retrieve the wine bottle, but he panicked when he felt the neck touch him.

"Leave him - "

"If you want me to be gentle with him, Gii-kun, be quiet. Relax, Takumi-kun, you'll like this."

Sato gently pressed the wine bottle into him and poured it. Most of it trickled back out onto the tarp, but Sato continued pouring until it was empty. He then took a small, cylindrical black object and fit it into the alcohol-slicked hole.

"What...is that?" the boy sniffled, trying to stop crying.

"It will make you feel good."

Sato held up a black remote, and smiling, pressed its large red button. Kyousuke screamed, fell onto the tarp and whimpered as the plug inside him vibrated.

"Nice, isn't it?" Sato remarked, as though he were talking about the weather.

"I'll kill you!"

"Calm down, Gii-kun, I'm not hurting him. The pleasure is merely very intense."

Sato let go of the button, and Kyousuke went limp, trembling with a few pitiful whines. Sato carefully lifted the boy up and carried him bridal-style to a bed, where he set him down and brushed dark hair out of the wide, wet eyes. Kyousuke blinked, confused about the way he was feeling.

"It's all right, son, you're just a little drunk." Sato stroked the clothed erection. "Gii-kun, you can come play with him, but be good, or I'm taking him to my own rooms."

Once released, Daisuke raced to his love and pulled the boy into his arms. Kyousuke couldn't keep his head up and rested heavily on Daisuke, who soothingly caresssed him. Sato pressed the button again, and the younger body shook violently.

"Please! Just stop, leave him alone!"

Sato stopped. "Put your fingers inside him. Fuck him with the plug, he'll like it."

Swallowing hard, Daisuke eased his hand inside the intoxicated teenager. The cylinder was vibrating only very gently now. He caught it between two fingers and nudged it against the prostate, then again, and again. Kyousuke moaned, rubbing himself against the elder even though the cock ring allowed him no relief.

"Dai...chan..."

"I've got you, baby."

"How wonderfully submissive he is," Sato observed. "I don't suppose you've ever let him be inside you."

Daisuke squeezed Kyousuke tighter and glared.

"I want to see you ride him, Gii-kun. Ring and all, I want to see you take him into you. Then and only then will I allow him to come."

"I'll kill you," Daisuke whispered. "You're a monster and I will kill you."

"Perhaps. But for now, you'll do as I say."

Daisuke spoke again, gently now. "Baby, do you want to try something new?"

The boy's eyes were glazed. "I have wondered...what it would be like, just once."

"Baby, you can do anything you want to me." Daisuke forced a laugh out of his dry throat. "Let me just get undressed."

Once his pants were off, Sato put a vial of lubricant into his hand. Daisuke poured some of it onto Kyousuke, then some into his own hand. Experimentally, he slid two fingers inside himself. There was some resistance at first, but watching the arousal in Kyousuke's eyes helped with that.

He carefully straddled the boy, positioned himself, then began to lower himself, thankful that his boyfriend was not very large. It hurt, this first time, but he was determined not to show it, evincing only pleasure. It did feel good once all the way in, with the erect length against his prostate, and more important, Kyousuke was writhing and breathing heavily.

"Dai-chan, are you..."

"You feel really good, baby. Are you okay?"

"I can't believe I'm inside you," the boy whispered unevenly. "Is this what I feel like inside?"

Daisuke stroked his cheek. "I'm gonna move, okay?"

"Yes...oh God, yes..."

Despite their circumstances, the pressure and the full feeling of it was amazing. Daisuke rocked his hips back and forth, slid up and down to impale himself, guided Kyousuke in and out of him. He came hard, and the only thing missing was his lover coming with him. As he eased off, befoe he could speak, he was being pulled away, and as always, the gun was there.

"I did what you wanted! Now, please - "

"Oh, he'll get to come," Sato said, dropping his pants.

He reached inside, withdrawing the plug, but the ordeal was far from over. He edged his fingers inside and stroked, holding Kyousuke down when he tried to squirm away. His smile never wavered as the boy cried and begged to be left alone.

"Don't be afraid, Takumi-kun."

He lifted Kyousuke's legs and looked down at him with what would on someone else's face be tenderness. He stroked the thighs for a few moments, then unstrapped the sheath. The boy's cock was weeping and flushed, ready to explode, but it wasn't pleasure he cried with when it was stroked.

"I've dreamed of this so many nights and days. In my dreams I've taken you a thousand times, Takumi-kun, made you scream with ecstasy and forget all about Gii, for a while."

"Please...please don't..."

"You need to come, dear boy, and I want to be inside you while you do it."

"No! Please!"

Sato slowly eased his slickened, engorged length into the boy. Kyousuke pressed his lips together and tried not to make any noise, didn't want to upset his boyfriend any more than he already was. Daisuke was slumping in Suzu's hold, sobbing.

"Dai-chan...I'm...okay."

But he wasn't, and they both knew it. Sato was being relatively gentle, but after he finally came, he wasn't done. He stroked the boy, only needing a few moments to make him spurt with an anguished cry, and once he pulled out, he lifted Kyousuke up and held the teenager, rocking him gently.

"You were very good, little one. I'll get you cleaned up now."

"Let me, please," Daisuke begged.

"No, Gii-kun, you're going to take a little nap."

The doctor had snuck up behind him. There was no time to think, let alone protest, before Daisuke felt the prick of a needle, and then, all was darkness.

daimaodaimaodaimao

According to the wall clock, it was six hours before he awoke, and he was alone. Daisuke screamed at the cameras, beat the metal door and the walls until his hands were bloody. While cleaning himself up, the young actor breathed deeply until his panic was under control.

He'll bring Mao back, he likes to watch us together, and Mao will be worried if he sees me upset. Calm down, Dai-chan.

After he had paced and wrung his hands a while, at last, the door opened. Sato entered with a guiding hand on Kyousuke's back. The boy was wearing a full Shidou uniform, looking around as though unsure where he was, and something was off. This was not Mao.

Kyousuke looked at his boyfriend nervously. "Gii, what's going on?"

Yep. :) To be continued.