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Entry tags:	a: writerzilch, f: fake, p: dee/ryo, september 23

[fic] "Cuff Me", Fake (Dee/Ryo)
Title: Cuff Me
Author: writerzilch
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Not worksafe for m/m bondage smutting. Also, really bad 300 jokes.
Summary: "You want me to cuff you, I presume, like 'Tie me to the bedpost and do me like a naughty schoolgirl', is that it?"
A/N: My first fic ever for this fandom. It turned out to be amazingly fun to write. Dee and Ryo are like magic when it comes to dialogue. XD




The handcuffs were arranged neatly on the pillow when Dee walked into the bedroom. They weren't his cuffs, which meant they were Ryo's, and their obvious placement meant that Ryo was Making A Statement.

Dee fingered the cuffs absently as he undid his mostly-undone-already tie. "It's not my birthday, and I'm pretty sure it's not an anniversary. What the hell, Ryo. Is this some kind of joke?"

"It's not a joke." Ryo materialized in the doorway, dressed in a loose sweater and jeans and holding a dog-eared book under one arm. "I want you to cuff me."

"...You're kidding. Wait, you're making the I'm-not-kidding-Dee-face. You're not kidding?"

"Did you leave your brain at work, Dee, or is this a senior moment already?"

Dee just stared at him, too incredulous to even fire back another jibe. "You want me to cuff you, I presume, like 'Tie me to the bedpost and do me like a naughty schoolgirl', is that it?"

Ryo went sort of red, but his determination didn't waver. "Except for the schoolgirl part, yes. Yeah, Dee."

Dee sat down on the bed, hard. The handcuffs jingled as they slid down the pillow.

"Look, if you don't want to do it--"

"Don't want to? Don't want to?" Dee made an I'm-shaking-you-from-a-distance gesture. "Ryo, this is the best goddamned day of my LIFE."

Ryo made a face. "Um, okay, Dee, I'm glad that you're into it and all, but could you wipe up the pervert drool? You're sort of freaking me out. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. We could always go get Cantonese food instead--"

"FORGET THE PEKING DUCK! Tonight we make hot love in the moonlight!"

"...It's still daytime, Dee. And it's cloudy."

"THEN WE WILL FUCK IN THE SHADE."

Ryo shook his head and actually started to turn to leave. "Look, bad idea, I get it--" He lurched violently, dropping his book as Dee tackled him. "Hey! Get off, Neanderthal! What are you--"

"There is no way," Dee said, "no way I am gonna miss out on this chance. You get back in here and you get naked and you get on that bed so I can chain you up, or I am never helping with the dishes again."

"...You're a complete idiot, Dee."

"Maybe, but that's a note of resignation in your voice, isn't it~?" Dee singsonged.

Ryo sighed heavily and reached for the hem of his sweater. "This had better be good."

Dee busied himself with the obnoxious button-fly of Ryo's jeans. "Baby, you got no idea."

They made it to the bed with a minimum of banter and a maximum of nudity, for which Dee mentally awarded himself ten points. "Come on. Just lie back..."

"You sound like a pervert," Ryo said, but his eyes were heavy-lidded and he was breathing fast.

"Yeah, well, if you haven't figured me out by now..."

Ryo chuckled, and then shivered as the cuffs snapped shut around his wrists.

"Too tight?" Dee murmured, bending low to kiss his ear.

"Nnh. It's fine." Ryo let his head tip back as Dee traced the column of his throat with lips and tongue. The cuffs rattled as he gave them an experimental tug.

"Take it easy, hot stuff. You're not goin' anywhere." Ryo didn't need to open his eyes to know that Dee was grinning.

"Guess I'm at your mercy, then. You going to do anything here, Dee?"

"When I'm ready. Maybe I just wanna look at you for now."

Ryo was a sight, that was for sure, all smooth taut muscle and perfection. He was trembling, just barely, but his erection was already stiff and proud and leaking at the tip. And they were just getting started.

"And me without my camera," Dee muttered as he dipped his head to lick his way down that quivering stomach.

"I'd kill you," Ryo said, but his voice was so breathless it didn't even sound like a threat.

"Mmhmm." Dee wasn't really paying attention. He licked Ryo's cock from tip to base and back up again, and Ryo made a low hungry sound. The chain on the cuffs rattled again. "That good?"

"Dammit, Dee..." Ryo tried to buck upwards, but it was no use when Dee's hands came down to hold his hips. "C'mon..."

Dee grinned again, all wolfish delight. "Bet you wish you could just grab my hair and make me take it, right?"

"...yeah..."

"But you can't." He sounded so sadistically pleased. "However, the great and merciful Dee will take pity on his love-slave... IF he says the magic words."

"Dee, I hate you."

"Hmm, that didn't sound too magical to me." He licked the tip of Ryo's erection, tongueing the slit just to make him writhe.

"Fuck! Dee, please!"

Dee tsked reproachfully. "Such a filthy mouth! Where'd you learn that kind of language?"

Ryo actually snarled. "From you, asshole! Now if you don't suck me I'm going to--" He broke off, as if suddenly realizing there was nothing at all he could do. "...Um."

Dee laughed. "Aw, don't give me those puppy-dog eyes. I can't take that kind of abuse. Here, let's see if I can't improve that nasty temper a little..." And with that he abruptly went down.

Ryo made a halfhearted attempt to stifle his groan and then gave up and just let it out. Dee was a devil with that mouth, that tongue, and if he didn't slow down--

"Dee, wait. Not so fast..." Ryo bit his lower lip and tried to hold back.

Dee didn't answer except to hum a pleased sound around his mouthful. Ryo shuddered. Too soon, too fast, he was already on the edge--

There was no way to stop it, so he simply rode it out, shaking as he came unstrung, the sound of the metal cuffs clanking against the bars of the headboard loud in his ears.

When the world made sense again, Ryo opened his eyes. "Dee... Jesus Christ, Dee..."

Dee sat up with a satisfied smirk, wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand. "Just plain old 'Dee' is fine."

Ryo didn't even chuckle. He felt oven-hot and dazed, and while that had been one singularly amazing orgasm...

"Dee, I want more."

Dee's smirk tempered itself into something warm and good and worth a million stupid ideas, or maybe more. "Yeah. Don't worry, Ryo. You and me, we've got all night."