A/N- This story is flowing so fast right now. I am not sure when will I bash into the dreaded writer's block (It is only a matter of time…) but as long as the muse smiles on me, who am I to complain? So there you go; an update. I hope you'll enjoy it.

Just for you to know - this chapter contains a lemon.

Silver and cold

"You let me violate you

You let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you
You let me complicate you

Help me, I broke apart my insides
Help me, I've got no soul to sell
Help me, The only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself…"

Closer- Nine inch nails

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The deal

"No…" Ayase whimpered almost unwillingly as he was shoved into the cage and the gate closed behind him. In a matter of seconds Ayase completely changed his mind about the android; from a scary metal monster it became a gallant protector, who just transformed into an abandoning betrayer, deserting him to the mercy of those savage beasts inside the huge cell. All those shifts of emotions were both confusing and exhausting, but Ayase could not afford either.

The boy swallowed and slowly raised up his head to the men in the cell, who were slowly forming a circle around him, and they glared back at him in a tense stretched silence.

'Breathe in… Breathe out….' He reminded himself, forcing himself to think, a panic attack was not going to lead him anywhere, and showing weakness could only make things worse. 'Maybe… if I'm nice to them, they'll be nice to me too.' He thought 'If I show them I that I like them, maybe they'd take pity on me.' It took all the courage Ayase had within him to face the men in front of him and smile.

"Hello, I'm Yukiya Ayase, nice to meet you. Can you please help me settle in?"

The answer soon came with a quick movement from a direction Ayase did not anticipate; someone just snatched his pillow with a swift movement.

"Jeez, Kiddo, thanks, I've wanted a new pillow for a long time."The inmate who stole the pillow grinned at Ayase and all the boy could do in return was to stare at him, stupefy.

The man sniffed the pillow with open pleasure. "You see, someone peed on my pillow two months ago and no matter how many times I washed it, the stench never came off…"

"Ho…" was all Ayase could say, nodding automatically, and he hated himself for that.

Next thing he knew, a bearded man with lots of tattoos approached him and smiled. "Hey, sweet-pea, I'm Tom." He presented himself as if to a child.

"Ayase…" the boy answered, trembling.

"I'll take the blanket now, honey." Tom announced and reached out his tattooed arm to seize his desirable object with no hesitation or the slightest hint of guilt.

The sting of this insolence and the sense of helplessness grew inside the boy, until it was choking him, forcing him to breathe faster, pushing tears down his face.

Ayase glared at the group of men huddling around him, from the look on their faces, none of them was about to offer him any aid, or sympathy or anything. He came to a horrible realization- he was all alone. So far away from home, locked up in a room full of monsters, this was something Jeremy predicted and apparently was right about.

"I'll take this lovely white towel." Another inmate smirked and he sent his hands to Ayase. This time Ayase was determinate to put some resistance, he feebly held on to his towel, but the inmate was only amused.

"Come on, little candy…let go."

Something about that melodic voice, accompanied by the most charming smile, made Ayase give up his hold.

Soon enough, all of his possessions acquired only half an hour ago were gone. For some stupid reason he missed his pillow the most because he had the strangest, foolish urge to cuddle it.

"Time to see what we've won!" An inmate with scary watery eyes suggested and eagerly pressed against him, pushing him to the bars.

"No!" Ayase whimpered as the man touched his face with his rough, filthy fingers.

"No!" Someone mimicked his high pitched voice.

"Gosh, is it even a boy, they sent us?" one inmate snarled.

"Why? D'you think we lucked out with a female here?" another asked, excited.

"One way to find out, dude…"

"Yeah, let's see if he's even got a pecker!"

"No!" Ayase cried out again in terrified agony as two men seized him and tried to lower down his pants. He squirmed in the men's arms like a fish out of water, no breath, no hope.

"Hey!" Came a deep roaring voice from down the hall and before they knew it, the two men who were trying to strip Ayase had been pushed away from him, each of them wailing in pain.

Ayase looked up and through his teary eyes he saw the tallest and strongest man around, grabbing each of his attackers by their hair and bending them down into an awkward position.

"Hey there, Frank… Joe… Would you please explain to me what the hell were you trying to do?"

The two inmates blinked at him, wearing innocent looks on their faces. "We were just… playing around with… our candy." One said and the man narrowed his eyes at the answer and tightened his grip on the two, actually uprooting some hair and making them scream.

"I'm sorry… did you just say "our candy", you stupid motherfuckers?"

"But…but…"

"We thought…"

"I'll say this once and you should ALL pay a very good attention!" The man growled, making everyone around him shrink in fear, including Ayase. "I did not win this candy for any of you sorry assed punks! I won it for myself, got it? This boy is mine, and I'm not into sharing. Understood?"

"Yeah…K…K…Kanou-san!"

"Haaa!... sir, please… let go!"

The two men quivered in pain, hopelessly trying to get away from the iron grip.

"Sleep on it." The man concluded and bashed their heads together. Both inmates fell down, unconscious, like sacks of potatoes.

Kanou passed his hostile gaze through the rest of the crowd. "Next one touching him, I'll break his fucking arms!"

The inmates broke eye contact and lowered their heads; some started retreating slowly to get away from the danger zone.

"I'm not done with you, jerks!" Kanou yelled at them with his thundering voice. "Get his stuff back! Now!"

Ayase could not believe his eyes as he saw the inmates running around and fetching back his equipment. Piece by piece, they placed everything back in his hands.

"There you go… kiddo…see? Still nice and clean. Ok?" The last inmate placed back the pillow in Ayase's hands and smiled at the blonde. "No harm done."

Ayase glared at him, confused and then he remembered his good manners and smiled back.

The inmate was about to say something else, when Kanou lost his patience and kicked him away with all his might. "Get the fuck off!"

The man landed three meters away, crushing into the bars, squirming with anguish.

"Is there anything still missing?"

It took Ayase few seconds to realize that this astounding man was actually talking to him now.

"No…no, sir…" he peeped, blushing."Thank you so much for…"

"Come on." Kanou interrupted the boy mid way through his display of gratitude.

Ayase clamped his mouth shut, confused.

"Well?"

The boy looked up at the irritated man and saw no other choice but to obey. He struggled to work his wobbly feet and keep up with the man's quick and decisive strides, leading him to the further end of the hall.

As they walked, Ayase tried to figure out the man's intentions, but he wore such an aloof expression on his face that gave none of his thoughts away.

"Here… this is my zone." The man stopped in front of last bed, placed next to the wall. Ayase noted that it was the only bed in the line, something that indicated the man's high status. Maybe this was the leader of the black team?

"Get in." The man opened the curtains to reveal a king sized bed.

Ayase gasped, this man was definitely the alpha male of this group… which brought up the question- why would he be interested in such a puny little guy like himself?

"You can stash your stuff in the nightstand, there's enough room for it. Keep the pillow and blanket out though; you can place them at your side of the bed."

Ayase turned to face him "My side of the… are we going to… sleep together?"

Kanou's hand was about to bring the lighter to a cigarette placed in his mouth and it stopped half way through its journey.

"Aren't you a naïve little thing…" he turned his eyes to the boy and chuckled."Take a good look at me, candy; do I look like I run a charity here?"

Ayase studied the man's appearance with careful attention for the first time. The man looked like he was involved in a horrible fight; he had cuts and dark bruises everywhere. His jaw line was swollen and purple, his left eyebrow was recently stitched, he lost a fingernail on his right hand and Ayase knew he was in a lot of pain, but somehow he managed to conceal it.

Kanou lit up his smoke and tossed the lighter on the nightstand. "I went against the king of 950A to get you. I kicked his ugly ass for everyone to see. The man is in a comma right now, but when he wakes up, there will be nothing he'd want more than to even things up. I walk a thin line here, so… unless you make this work for me, I'm no game."

"I….I don't understand." Ayase mumbled.

Kanou sucked on his cigarette and released a cloud of smoke "The way I see it… you have two options."

"What options?" Ayase asked bitterly.

"Option number one- you take off your clothes, lay on the bed, spread your legs and let me fuck you."

Ayase gasped helplessly "…option number two?" he managed to ask before choking.

"You get back outside and manage things on your own."

"What? This is insane!" Ayase erupted, nearly bursting in to tears. "If I go outside again, they'd kill me!"

Kanou sucked on his cigarette again and glared coldly at the boy. "Yeah, 950A is a bitch." His dry voice held no empathy.

Ayase gasped, ogling Kanou with disappointment and fear, tears started running down his eyes again and he wished this nightmare to end already.

"This is not fare!" he lashed out eventually "None of this is fare! I don't belong here! I hate this place! I hate all of you! You are all monsters!"

Kanou took the time to finish up his smoke and then he crushed the butt at the wet wall.

"I'm offering you an honest deal." He said with calm. "You have no idea how hard it is to keep a private candy… and such a beautiful one too. Many people already turned green on me, I'll have to constantly watch my back, not to mention yours… so… if I'm going through this hassle, it's only after you make it worthwhile."

"What do you want me to do?" Ayase whispered, shivering.

"Taking off your clothes would be a good start."

Ayase blinked at the man through his tears, and Kanou stood there, like a marble statue, showing no emission, cold and rigid like a rock. The boy assumed that this frozen expression would stay on the man's face, whether he starts undressing or turn away and leave.

'Breathe…' Ayase had to remind himself, as more and more tears rolled down his face. Strangely, even though his whole body trembled without control, his hands moved up with determination.

He wasn't sure of what his hands intended to do, until he felt that his fingers clenched around the first button of his shirt, undoing it and work down to the next one.

When his shirt was fully open, he took it down and let it fall on the floor. He followed it down and reached his shoes, the shoelaces gave him a bit of a fight, but at the end he managed to get them off.

Ayase straightened up again, glancing at the man in front of him.

Kanou watched him the whole time with narrow eyes, but he didn't move or talk.

It was so unreal; the silence between them, even the background noise from outside seemed to be lessened. Ayase could hear almost nothing but his own quivering pants, and the pounding of his heart.

The man noticed his hesitation, and a ghost of a smile hovered on his face, taunting him. Ayase knew that the man was not going to lift a finger to help him. This was all or nothing, either he goes through this willingly or he gets thrown out to the cold.

Ayase licked his salty lips and drew a deep breath, and then, with one sharp movement, as if removing a band-aid, he took off his pants along with his boxers.

Staggering, Ayase climbed up the bed and lay on his back; trembling, new tears started flowing with a stinging sensation one's get after crying too much. On the corner of his eyes he could finally see the man move away from his corner. He moved with the grace of a predator, lazy, smooth movements of a hunter who knew that he had already caught his prey.

Ever since Kanou won his candy, he wondered if he could get it up for another male, his body took him completely by surprise with the answer. As he watched the boy undress, not only that he got the hardest erection he had experience, his whole body seemed to catch on fire. Of course, none of it showed, but he was craving the boy desperately, and when Ayase lingered with his pants, Kanou was on the verge of stepping in and tear the damn thing apart.

The boy claimed on the bed, shivering and crying. In some sadistic corner of his mind, Kanou enjoyed the boy's suffering; after all, this could be the karma's ultimate payback. This boy's father was the one to destroy his life, and now he could use the son to get even.

Kanou smirked and followed the blonde into bed; he climbed on it, mounting the boy's delicate body, so small and frail and beautiful.

Kanou couldn't resist the urge of lacing his fingers through the boy's hair; it gleamed like molten gold and it was as soft as silk.

"Please…" the boy plead in tears."Please don't do this…"

Kanou looked into those dazzling blue eyes. Clear blue sky eyes, it has been almost five years since he was deprived of this color, thanks to the boy's father.

"It's too late to change your mind. I'm not holding back." Kanou answered and he couldn't even if he wanted too, his body recalled the pleasures of sex and it demanded its release.

"I'm scared…" Ayase whimpered. "Please…. Let me go…"

Kanou's gaze drew to those beautiful quivering, soft, rosy lips. Would kissing them be like kissing a woman? Should be, after all, the boy had no facial hair whatsoever.

Kanou lowered his head and pressed his lips against the boy's. It was heaven. With an instinct, he pushed his tongue in, not minding the boy's feeble attempts to resist him. The inside of Ayase's mouth was warm and sweet and by god, did he miss this sensation. His hunger only continued to grow.

Kanou growled, as the boy's attempt to resist him increased, he actually used his hands to try and push him away, how annoying. Without ending the kiss or even taking his tongue out, Kanou took the boy's wrists and held them together above his head, this way he could continue devouring the boy without distractions. He only stopped after Ayase ran out of air.

Then Kanou turned his attention to Ayase's nipples. He had such lovely rosy nipples, it almost compensated for the lack of breasts.

Still restraining the boy, Kanou leaned down and took one tempting nipple into his mouth. It was soft and nice to suckle on, Kanou's lips just couldn't get enough. When he finally left it, the abused nipple was swollen and red and wet with saliva. Kanou smirked and turned to give the other nipple the same attention. Ayase's twists and squirms only gave him more excess to the sweet nipple and he sucked it hard and slow.

Kanou's erection pushed against his zipper; growing impatient, rubbing against the boy's thigh was not enough anymore. It was time to step up the game.

Kanou lift up his gaze up "I'm going to release your hands now, Ayase, but if you don't behave, I'll tie you down. Understood?"

Ayase nodded, weeping in silence.

Kanou released the boy's wrists, and noticed that he held them too tightly; purple bruises were starting to form around them like bracelets. He noted to himself to be gentler next time.

"Are you a virgin, Ayase?"

The blonde nodded again, tears streaming down his beautiful face.

"Thought so…" Kanou hummed "That's why I got us some lube."

The boy did not seem to appreciate his efforts.

Kanou reached for a drawer in his nightstand and grabbed a tube. Getting his fingers coated with the lotion took him some precious minutes, and his hard cock protested against it, but it was very important to treat a virgin with care.

"Open your legs." Kanou ordered, his voice came out somewhat coarse.

The boy lingered, he was already beyond tears, and very much exhausted.

"Ayase…don't be shy."

"Ok…" the boy slowly obeyed, spreading his legs, wonderfully shaped, supple legs.

The boy had a perfect round and smooth little ass, no trace of pubic hair on his groin or his buttocks. Kanou's erection pulsed with glee.

'This is just like taking a woman from behind.' Kanou concluded with contempt as he reached between those legs to find the little pink entrance. It was soft and warm to touch, but it shut at his touch like a clam and put much resistance.

Kanou could breach it easily, but it only meant tearing the boy apart. "If you don't relax it's going to hurt." he said, with the tiniest bit of concern.

Ayase hitched his breath and sobbed when Kanou shoved a finger in, and then two. Was he in pain? Kanou tried to be very careful, but it was very difficult to make slow movements, to widen the tiny ring of muscles, to prepare this virginal anus to penetration.

"I told you to relax." Kanou repeated, he tried his best to stall, but his lust grew and took over. This alabaster, enchanting body drove him wild. He managed to forget completely that he was about to fuck a male. He took out his fingers and placed himself in position instead. His hand released his aching member from its cage.

The boy's eyes followed that movement "No!" Ayase cried again, eyes wide open with terror.

Kanou was beyond listing, he pushed himself in. All he could think about was the wonderful tight heat that suddenly engulfed him, flooding him with pleasure he almost forgot about. When was the last time he was buried inside such wonderfully hot and humid flesh? His body must have craved it for so long and now… a dream comes true.

His urges took over, he started thrusting in and out, the whole world could burst into flames and incinerate to ashes, he would not notice. All he could focus about was this divine sensation, of thrusting in and out of that tight hole. The more resistance he encountered from that virginal anus, the better the friction was, sending him to pure bliss.

After pounding into the boy relentlessly, losing track of time Kanou began to feel he was about to come, the familiar heat settled in his lower abdomen. He pushed in and out, oblivious to everything but his growing needs, and after few more thrusts he came. He came hard and strong to release a stream of semen into the boy. The flow was abounded and it took a long while.

Yet, as Kanou waited it out, he realized with dismay that his hunger was rising still. His member slowly got hard again, while inside the boy, the urge to start thrusting again took over. Kanou had no choice but to obey his needs so he started moving again, wondering how many times he'll need until he comes back to his senses.

After the veil of desire was finally lifted, Kanou glanced down at the boy with worry. "Ayase?" he whispered softly, but the boy has already passed out.

oOOo

TBC

OooO

A/N- Did you know? It has been researched and proven that reviews keeps writer's block at bay. Ja ne !