Mazenta

by Aiya

Part 5

Scene:

Backstage area of an inner city live house.  Shisei is unpacking his makeup.

 He pauses and looks at the new ring he is wearing. They have been together for almost 3 months, and have managed to keep it a secret. Everyone thinks that theirs is a simple sempai kohai relationship between bassists. He smiles a little as he remembers how drunk they were last night... he almost told his lover just how deep his feelings really are.

You’re here early.

Shisei hadn’t noticed the blond come in. He looks a little closer as the vocalist drops his bag and takes off his suit jacket.

You’re staring.

He walks over to Shisei and touches his cheek.

All we’ve done for the past few months is practice and perform.

Whispering…

We deserve to play.

He moves even closer and kisses the darker haired man on the neck, flicking his tongue out to taste the younger one’s skin.

Shisei’s body remembers the pleasures they had shared in the past and starts to respond, breath and blood racing…but his heart fights and he pulls away. Voice trembling.

We, we need to get ready.

He returns his attentions to his make up bag and tries to hide his face.

Nao likes Shisei’s coy act. They haven’t played this game for a very long time…

We have plenty of time, you don’t want to play?

He stands behind Shisei again pushing his hands to the table- all but pinning the other man down, pressing himself into the other.

I, I want to try something different with my makeup. You know me- it’ll take forever…

But the vocalist almost growls into the other man’s ear.

What I want to do won’t take that long.

He pushes himself harder against Shisei and grinds his erection into the weaker man’s ass. A sob of fear escapes the red head’s throat exciting the vocalist more as he mistakes the struggle beneath for pleasure.

Nao, stop! Please don’t.  I mean it… Nao-

The blonde one tenses.

Only Nao? You do want me to fuck you don’t you. You know to address me as Nao-sama. I’m really going to enjoy punishing you.

He pushes Shisei onto the table and with a quick movement his belt is off and used to bind Shisei’s hands tightly behind his back.

Again he mistakes the whimpering he hears for part of the role-play.

Reaching under his torso he runs his hand from the top of Shisei’s t-shirt to his zipper and begins to undo it. He sounds a little shocked as he reaches through boxers and feels limpness in his hand.

Difficult to please tonight, are we?

One hand drops Shisei’s pants to his ankles and the other finds a bottle from the makeup table. He unzips himself and begins stroking his own hard cock with the lotion.

Looking down at the helpless man on the table in front of him he smiles.

We are both going to enjoy this.

He grabs a hand full of the younger one’s hair and drives all of himself forcefully into Shisei with one movement and begins to pound relentlessly.

Despite himself, Shisei can feel his body responding, an erection growing. Nao’s other hand stretches to the uke’s cock, grasping it painfully and stroking hard.

I knew you wanted it.

Shisei is racked with guilt… He tries to fight the physical sensation. He closes his eyes and imagines Ryu’s scent, his eyes and smile. He grasps the ring on his hand.

Nao’s pace is building and Shisei knows that it will be over soon. He whispers his lover’s name and opens his eyes to see purple hair fleeing from the room.

His scream echoes.

Oh no…….

Nao mistakes the cry for pleasure as he explodes into Shisei’s ass. He pushes himself off and expertly flicks his belt open, freeing the other man.

He leans down and whispers.

I told you it wouldn’t take long.

He cracks the leather in his hand across Shisei’s bare skin hard, and disappears to the bathroom.

Shisei is left lying on the table, humiliated and angry. Mostly though he is insanely worried. Ryu knows that there is a history between him and Nao… but there is no way that he could understand what just actually happened.

He finds tears streaming down his face and blood trickling down his thigh. He eases himself up.  The ache he feels from Nao’s attentions is no longer familiar.  Ryu is dominant, but never rough- a fact that neither he or has body had truly appreciated till now.

Bending carefully he redresses himself. It will be difficult to perform with this pain, although the others will recognize the look of pain on his face and try to compensate for his lack of energy on stage.

Most of all it will be difficult because all he wants to do right now is find Ryu, and somehow make him understand…