Chap 4 : Desire

Warning : Non-con/rape, yaoi, boy x boy, drug abuse

Taking off his shoes, he let himself in Onikiri's place, not letting his guard down. His eyes wandered around the place, he could see a big studio room in front of him. On the left side there was a huge black leather sofa and a large square black glass table facing the wall with an enormous LED TV hanging elegantly on the wall. The kitchen could be seen on the right side across the room with a medium white oak table with four sets of dining chairs, two pairs facing each other.

Further inside the room could be seen a king size bed with red and purple coloured sheet covered neatly. On its right side there was a door leading to a closed room which was probably the bathroom. Judging from the outside of the room size, it was quite a large one.

"You live quite a fancy life," Ibaraki stated cynically.

"You think?" Onikiri smirked, "Take a seat, this will take sometimes."

"I don't want to waste your time even more, let's just get it over with," Ibaraki replied sarcastically.

Excited by Ibaraki's response, he grabbed his left arm, dragged him until he stumbled and tossed him on the sofa. "Just sit!" he snarled. Ibaraki shivered, he was grateful that he landed on his left side, avoiding from bumping on his right side. "So what would you like? Water or juice?" he asked when he saw Ibaraki fixed his sitting posture.

"Whatever," avoiding Onikiri's gaze, his brow furrowed deeper.

"Sea water then?" Onikiri asked jokingly, "HA…HA…HA…" he cackled on his own joke. Ibaraki was stunned when Onikiri cracked a joke in this kind of situation.

Shook his head, "Juice is fine," he replied quietly. His voice scarcely reached Onikiri's ears, but he heard him.

"Sure," he giggled, "Just relax," giggled again, he wiped the tears off the corner of his eyes, "I'm not here to fight, just chill." With that said, Onikiri made his way to his well ordered kitchen and reached for his fridge and grabbed a bottle of orange juice. Pouring some of it into a glass, he set it on the table in front of Ibaraki.

Nervously, he sipped the juice which Onikiri offered him, after he gulped a couple of it, "What do you want?" He finally asked.

Smiling excitedly, Onikiri sat on the other side of the sofa, not letting his eyes leave Ibaraki's figure, not even a second. "You're nervous," he guessed correctly.

Hearing that made his heart racing faster, he didn't have any clue what Onikiri had in his mind, it surely made him nervous. Gulped some of the juice again, he already finished most of it, less than a half of the glass left.

"Want to drink some more?" Onikiri asked, his smile never left his face, it made Ibaraki feel uneasy even more.

"I'm good, just tell me what you want!" Ibaraki was finally able to say those words.

Onikiri's smile grew wider, "Shuten…" he started, hearing Shuten's name mentioned, Ibaraki's body froze. "Don't you think he has feelings for you?"

Shocked, unconsciously Ibaraki stared into Onikiri's eyes, looking for some kind of clue that if it was another joke he just uttered. None. Excitement and seriousness mixed all together in those captivating yellow eyes.

"I don't know what you're talking about," trying to shrugged Onikiri's words off, he stood up only to find himself stumbled back on the sofa, unable to keep his balance. Suddenly, he felt lightheaded, the room spinning around him. "… what…?" he tapped his head, attempted to clear his blurred vision. His phone rang right before he lost his consciousness. Unable to pick up his phone, he slipped into the darkness.

Onikiri giggled deliriously, looking for the source of the sound of Ibaraki's phone, he pulled it out from his left pocket. Looking at the caller ID, about time, he thought to himself.

Clearing his throat, he picked the phone up, "Hey, Shuten!"

Shuten was shocked to hear Onikiri's voice instead of Ibaraki answering his call. "Where's Ibaraki? Why are you answering his phone? What have you done to him?" tons of questions rushed up in his head.

"He is here with me, but I guess he is unable to answer now," giggled at his last words.

"What have you done to him?!" Shuten nearly snarled over the phone, hardly containing his fury.

"Well I would like you to join us, actually," inhaled slowly, Onikiri continued,

"I'll send you our location, make sure you come safely." Chuckled, he hung up the phone, then texted Shuten his address.

Once the text was sent, he stared at Ibaraki's limp body sprawled on the sofa. Gorgeous, he thought to himself. Picking him up bridal style, he laid Ibaraki on his bed then started to undress him, leaving only his school shirt uniform. Unbuttoning his shirt while admiring his alluring figure.

Pushed aside his unbuttoned shirt, Onikiri touched his well built torso, feeling the muscles underneath. "You're beautiful, Ibaraki," he said admiring his body thoroughly. "Let's prepare you for the show, shall we?" whispered his words to Ibaraki's unresponsive form, he worked his right hand, rubbing his inner thigh, dangerously close to his private area.

Pulling out a tube of lubricant out from a small cabinet on his night stand, he squeezed a handful of lotion onto his hand then spread it all over Ibaraki's groin, including his entrance. Making sure to put enough on his fingers, he inserted his index finger inside Ibaraki's entrance, bringing out a small whimper from Ibaraki.

The sound Ibaraki made only excited Onikiri, inserting his second finger into his hole, scissoring him. Ibaraki whimpered louder this time, feeling the uncomfortable sensation he received on his lower back.

His eyes fluttered open to find Onikiri on top of him. He needed time to apprehensive what was happening around him, "…what are…?" He was cut off when Onikiri struck his prostate.

Gasped, "Wh…what…?!" Shocked at the sensation he felt, he drifted his eyes to find he was butt naked while Onikiri was fingering him.

"Owh, finally you came to, princess?" Onikiri smiled down at him, his blushing face and his lustful yellow eyes could be seen. Rubbing his sweet spot again, this time a delicious moan escaped his lips.

"What are you doing?! St… Stop…!" Ibaraki writhed sluggishly against Onikiri, trying to escape from Onikiri's scissoring fingers.

Added the third finger, earning him a yelp from Ibaraki who was still trying to push him away with any little strength left in him. He tried to trash and struggled to get away, but to no avail. Confusing why he didn't have any strength left on his body.

Onikiri noticed his confusion and giggled, "I drugged you," he stated excitedly, "it was a new sex drug we developed recently, well, actually it was only a relaxant that would let your muscle to relax, at the same time heightened your all five senses," Onikiri paused, his smile grew wider, "honestly, I didn't expect you to pass out, your body is weak against drugs, eh?" he mocked.

Mewling desperately, Ibaraki squeezed his eyes, a single tear trickled down his flushed face, completely defenceless against Onikiri, he could only pray this was only a nightmare that he would wake up soon. Watching him wriggling hopelessly only thrilled Onikiri. He rubbed mercilessly on his bundle of nerves inside him, making him hard against his will.

Cried harder, he pleaded Onikiri to stop, but of course he was ignored. When finally loud banging on Onikiri's front door could be heard, he stopped. His eyes glinted excitedly, "The main character is finally here," pulled his fingers out, he left him slumped on the bed panting.

Onikiri walked toward the door composedly, without looking at the intercom, he already knew who was outside the door. It was Shuten, banging at the door as if to knock it down with his bare hand. He opened the door to be pushed aside by Shuten angrily.

"Where is he?!" Shuten scanned the room and noticed that Ibaraki was lying on the bed sobbing quietly. Took off his shoes hastily, he marched his way to Ibaraki, slowed down abruptly when he saw him naked on the bed, his groin dribbled with pre-cum and some lube.

Blushed at the sight in front of him, he slapped himself mentally. He rushed toward Ibaraki only to be stopped by Onikiri who clamped his hand over his shoulder.

"Like what you see there?" He asked, smirking.

Enraged, Shuten slapped Onikiri's hand away and walked to where Ibaraki was only to be stopped by Onikiri again, this time he grabbed his upper arm painfully. "Not so fast," he demanded.

"What do you want?" Growling dangerously, Shuten glared at Onikiri, making an unbreakable eye contact. His blue eyes glistened with fury.

Smiled calmly, Onikiri released Shuten's arm from his grasp. "You're interested in him, aren't you?" Smiling wider, he continued, "I'm giving you a chance to fulfil your desire," he lowered his voice, even though it was low, it echoed in his head.

His eyes widened in realisation and surprise. "What the heck are you talking about?!" he snarled, refusing to believe in his own growing feelings for Ibaraki.

"Eeeh… so, you're not aware of your own feelings, huh?" smirking, he mocked Shuten for his denseness. "I already prepared him for you…" he continued, "He should be ready by now."

He gulped at Onikiri's words, his face reddened both in anger and lust. He glanced once again at Ibaraki who was lying defencelessly on the bed, left vulnerable. His rationality left him completely and he succumbed to his burning desire. Climbing on the bed slowly, he admired Ibaraki's irresistible figure. He barely could handle his drool that was threatening to dribble down the corner of his lips.

Onikiri was amused at how easily Shuten gave up to his desire. He let himself climb on his bed where the duo were at. Joining the heated atmosphere.

Ibaraki who was unable to move around much could only writhe pathetically while hearing their little conversation. Horror struck his head like a brick wall, panicking he trashed, trying to escape from his current situation. But before he could move further, Shuten already loomed over him, his face alarmingly close to him. His eyes widened, terrified when Shuten leaned in for a kiss.

Squeezed his eyes shut, he turned his face aside to dodge Shuten's kiss to be held firmly by his jaw and forced into a deep kiss. Shuten's kiss was gentle, but demanding at the same time. He shut his lips tightly when he felt Shuten's tongue rigorously asking to enter. His left arm pushed Shuten away uselessly in the process.

Onikiri, who watched lustfully, grabbed Ibaraki's hard member and rubbed its tip, spreading the lube that was left unattended all over his groin. Gasped at the new simulation, Shuten pushed his tongue inside Ibaraki's hot cavern at once, sucking at his tongue and nibbling on his lower lips.

He squalled desperately, trying to break free from them, but failing miserably. Trashed weakly, he could feel his climax was close. Onikiri stopped his hand job only to be replaced with his mouth. His cry was muffled by Shuten's mouth, who deepened the kiss when he opened his mouth wider.

Sobbing weakly, Ibaraki's tears fell down his flushed cheeks freely. "…please…" finally he was able to form a word, "…stop…"

TBC