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It would be so simple, all he needed to say was:
"Friends, huh? I don't think that's what you're really craving."
Kaze sighed. "And here, I had thought I'd gotten through to you."
"I could say the same,” Niles challenged. “Weren't you holding my hand just a moment ago?"
"If I remember correctly, that was your doing, not mine."
"But you let me. Just like if I do this..." Niles stepped closer, just enough to make sure Kaze felt the heat of his body. "...you won't stop me, even though you could," the rogue hummed.
"Knock it off, Niles." Kaze's voice was ice, but he didn't move away, just as the other man had predicted.
"Am I making the unflappable ninja uncomfortable ? No need to be shy. I know what you want because I feel it, too. That gaping hole in your chest where other people are supposed to be, yearning to be filled," Niles half-moaned. The ninja didn't flinch or speak, so the rogue continued his probing, "I know what it's like to have your family betray you. At least mine only left me for dead."
Kaze's cool gaze flicked over to Niles.
That was what he was waiting for. The little bit of compassion that Kaze couldn't help but give. His desire to take on another's pain to drown out his own.
"I told you we had a lot in common," Niles chuckled. He watched with fascination as the ninja's throat worked behind his scarf, presumably weighing his unwavering loyalty to Xander against his empathy and pain. The rogue took this as an opportunity to try his luck and trail seductive fingertips down the other man’s arm.
“He doesn’t need to know,” Niles promised. He tickled Kaze’s cheek with his breath and wondered at how still the other held. Standing this close, heat was already roaring through his own veins. “It’s just us monsters, licking our wounds in the dark.”
Kaze’s voice rumbled back, uncertain. "You said...you said that you coped by taking from others. By causing them pain."
"Yes, I did."
"If I let you hurt me, would that bring you some comfort?"
Niles smiled against the other man’s skin. He had always felt a passing attraction to the reserved ninja, but assumed it was only a diversion inspired by his handsome face and elegance in battle. Now, knowing what he did about Kaze, the attraction had increased tenfold. If reports of his history were to believed, the man was capable of taking every twisted machination of Niles’ mind and more. He craved to test those limits.
"A tantalizing offer, but why would you allow such a depraved thing?" The rogue purred, hands sliding down from the other’s arms to trace too-light patterns across Kaze’s chest.
"Pain might be a good distraction."
"Is that all? A distraction?” Niles’ voice darkened, “Or is it that you wish to be punished for the failures that haunt your mind?"
Kaze smiled in a way the rogue had never seen before and it sent a thrill straight to his groin. It was a sickening, haunted expression. "Truthfully, it's worse than even that."
"Oh?" One of Niles’ hands wandered lower, caressing the the ninja’s upper thigh.
"If I can comfort you, maybe it will give my life purpose. At least for tonight."
"I would never be so cruel as to deny you that."
Niles’ right hands dug fingers, strong from years of archery, into that soft spot high on Kaze’s thigh. The ninja gasped, which was all Niles needed to force his way into the other’s mouth. He took as he pleased, squeezing harder every time he felt Kaze begin to pull away. Soon, the ninja was moaning along with the painful claws into his flesh, and Niles could feel him already filling out near that hand. Too easy.
The rogue wrapped his other hand in the man’s hair which was just as silken as it looked, and roughly yanked his head back, away from their fevered kisses. Niles licked his lips at the sight; Kaze had already lost his steely composure. His eyes pleaded to be used until he forgot everything else, and the rogue fully intended to give him what he desired.
Niles’ eye dropped to the ninja’s throat, still covered by his scarf. “You would look so good with my mark on your neck,” he whispered as he nibbled on the other’s ear. He caught a dull panic rising in Kaze’s lustful eyes and nipped it in the bud. “But not tonight. Can’t leave anything that might make Lord Xander suspicious, now can we?”
“Please, don’t say his name,” Kaze mumbled. His protest was cut short by another tug on his hair.
“You said you wanted pain tonight, remember? I never agreed it would only be physical,” Niles hissed. In truth, physical pain would be plenty to meet his own needs. But he knew Kaze needed someone to force his heart to bleed open before he fell even further than having a one night stand with another retainer notorious for his immoral ways. This was as good an opportunity as any.
He pushed the ninja to his knees, saying, “You chose this, Kaze. Don’t you dare forget that while you have me down your throat. Don't forget it while I take you however I fancy. I will keep our secret from Lord Xander, but you will have to learn to live with it.” He tugged Kaze closer to his clothed bulge, noting that the other man began mouthing the fabric immediately even as his eyes shone with unshed tears. Well-trained, just as he expected.
“Now take me out and get me ready,” Niles commanded.
“Yes, milord,” came a rehearsed response from below.
Niles bit his lip at the title - he had been called ‘master’ plenty of times while screwing around over the years, and as a street rat used to having nothing to his name, always enjoyed it. This, though, and the devoted way in which Kaze said it, exactly as the rogue had heard him speak it a hundred times before, sent a new shiver down his spine. This man did horrible things to him without even trying. He wondered how Xander coped.
The first touch of Kaze’s lips to his cock gave him some idea. His mouth was supple and yielding around him, and Niles realized as he took an experimental thrust deeper, completely without resistance. Even better than most of the whores he grew up with, Niles marveled. Not a man of restraint, he used his firm grip on Kaze’s hair to push as deep as he desired, delighting when the ninja gave a strangled moan around his dick as he struggled to breathe. Niles groaned his approval at the ninja’s skill, fucking his throat raw. Just as he saw the fight begin to leave the other’s eyes, Niles hauled him back enough to wrestle for air through his nose. Kaze didn’t try to pull off to make it easier.
As soon as he could focus again, the ninja resumed an enthusiastic, shallower sucking without any prompting. The rogue let one hand wander to Kaze’s mouth and tug his jaw open further, causing the other’s rhythm to falter and drool to drop messily down his chin. Gorgeous.
Niles could easily cum down this man’s throat tonight, but even though it had been in passing, he had promised he’d take him properly as well. He might be a scoundrel and a rogue, but he didn’t lie to his lovers. At least not about that sort of thing.
“On the bed,” Niles harshly ordered, panting wildly as his good eye gleamed with lust. “On your knees.”
“Yes, milord,” Kaze answered again. This time his voice was so wrecked Niles could barely understand him.
The ninja took to the bed silently, not stripping off a single article of clothing since it wasn’t requested of him. That was fine by Niles. He pulled Kaze’s pants and smallclothes down over his ass, just enough that he would have easy access to what he needed. The rogue’s hand wrapped around his body and forced its way into Kaze’s lips again, using the spit there to slick up his fingers. He fucked them roughly into the other’s man’s mouth a couple times, then forced the wet digits slowly into his ass. A mournful groan halfway between pleasure and pain tore from Kaze. The ninja’s back arched as he pushed against the torturous sensation, begging with his body for more.
“So eager,” Niles breathed, awed. “How best to reward you…”
“...fuck...me…” Kaze panted between thrusts.
The vagabond grinned. “As you wish. I’ll fuck you like the loyal dog you are.”
Niles wrapped the scarf around his hand and yanked back like it was a leash, pulling Kaze onto his dick. The ninja sputtered a strangled howl as the fabric choked him. Such sweet music.
Grinning wickedly, Niles continued his vicious assault of the other man’s ass. The muscles there clenched helplessly against his thrusts, as if they couldn’t decide whether to push him away or pull him deeper. He took his pleasure feely as the ninja’s gasps for air and whimpers descended into wild sobs.
That stimulating agony was too much for Niles. Giving a final, rough pull of the purple fabric, he came buried completely in the ninja’s hot channel. Kaze screamed his own release at the sensation, aborted by the stranglehold of his scarf.
Completely untouched, Niles realized with a smirk. Gods, how he would love to play with this man again.
When he pulled out, Kaze fell to the bed and curled in on himself, heedless of the mess they had made. His head buried against his arm and hair hid any emotions he didn’t wish Niles to see. The ragged breathing that fell from his lips left no doubt that there were tears being shed.
For a moment, the rogue considered offering what comfort he could; after all, he was responsible to make sure no permanent damage was done by their games. But somehow, getting close to Kaze in that way seemed so much worse than what they had already done. He didn’t want the ninja getting attached, not when his prince was waiting for him. Niles stood up to prepare to go.
A hand on his wrist stopped him.
"Don't leave. Please.” Kaze’s plea was quiet, but sure.
"You said you wanted a distraction," Niles reminded him.
"Then stay the night and let us distract one another from our nightmares."
That hand on his wrist tugged him back with surprising force. It was a stark reminder that the ninja was much stronger than him and could have easily turned the tables at any time. An intoxicating notion that this night was as much Kaze’s desire as his own.
Pulled against his will, Niles found himself wrapped in Kaze's too-gentle embrace. Damn that man and his bleeding heart. Niles couldn't resist the way the ninja clung to him even after everything that had happened.
"You give too easily," the vagabond muttered. He rested a hand on the other’s soft locks, a hollow mockery of the tenderness Kaze and Xander must share.
"Does it matter?” The ninja laughed, pained, “I am nothing anymore. At least if I have you with me in the darkness, I'm less alone. Don't you crave the same?"
"How could I not?" Niles pressed further into the other man’s welcoming heat.
"Then stay. Let me keep you warm, just for tonight."
"...fine."