Just To Make Things Worse -- Complete

So... this update took longer than I expected. I'm not happy with this, with the story in general, and it's going to be shorter than I expected... but I do have a surprise for my readers at the end of this, so keep reading! Let me know what you think, because reviews are so awesome. =)

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David tried frantically to wriggle his way out of the belt securing his wrists, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t seem to get enough leverage to do anything other than tighten his bonds. Lucas was standing above him, one foot on either side of David’s hips. He was undressing, watching David fight to free himself, a tiny smile on his face.

“I did warn you.” He reminded David, kicking his pants away and crouching down above David. “You never listen to me.”

David glared at him. “You know, for a nerd, you’re really sadistic.”

Lucas grinned. “You spend your whole life being pushed down, sometimes you want to push back.” He leaned over, bracing himself up with one hand beside David’s head. He traced the line of David’s jaw with one finger. “Besides, something…” he pushed his hips down against David’s quite suddenly, and David groaned at the pressure on his aching cock. “…tells me you don’t really mind.”

“I do mind. We’re supposed to be talking.” David snapped at him.

“Talking is overrated.” Lucas ran his hand down David’s chest and brushed one nipple with the pad of his thumb. “If you’d like, though, I can find many other uses for that mouth of yours.” He kissed David roughly, his tongue plunging deep into David’s mouth. David didn’t even bother trying to stop him. Part of him loved when Lucas was rough like this, loved the teasing of it. It reminded him of their first time together. Another part of him was almost scared of Lucas this way; the kid had some serious pent up aggression, and he always managed to find new and excitingly cruel things to do to David after a particularly hard day.

Lucas broke the kiss, leaving David panting heavily, and sat up. “This position doesn’t suit me.” He said, and David shot him a wary look. Lucas leaned over and yanked the belt in just the right spot. David realized that he could move his hands, but before he could take advantage of this, Lucas flipped him over onto his stomach and pulled his hands behind his back.

“Lucas, this is really not a good idea.” David practically yelled over his shoulder. Lucas ignored him. When his hands were secure, Lucas used the rest of the belt to haul him up to his knees. David winced at the pressure this put on his shoulders. “Please, Lucas.”

“What are you asking me so nicely for?” Lucas asked, sitting down on the couch. He brushed his fingers through David’s electric blue hair. “I appreciate the tone, David, but unless I know what I’m supposed to be doing for you.”

“Untie me.”

Lucas grinned. “I have a better idea.” He yanked painfully of David’s hair, pulling him closer so he was between Lucas’s knees. “Make me happy, and I might untie you while I fuck you.” He shrugged. “Or you can just sit there and keep running your mouth, and I’ll do whatever I want to you anyway.” He went back to petting David’s hair softly.

David studied him for a moment, saw that he had no intention of letting the game come to an end any time soon. He leaned down, finding it way too difficult to balance without his hands free to support his weight. Lucas remedied that problem by burying both his hands in David’s hair and supporting his weight that way. David hesitated, and Lucas tightened his grip a little. “Which one, David?” he asked, his voice mocking.

David smirked, his head lowered enough so that Lucas didn’t see. If he wanted to play this game, then fine, David would play along. And when he had his chance, Lucas would pay very, very dearly. He glanced up at Lucas, composing his face carefully into one of submissive arousal. Lucas raised his eyebrows, smiling.

“Okay, Lucas.” David told him softly. “You win.” He lowered his head and wrapped his mouth around the head of Lucas’s cock. Lucas made a low groaning sound, and David pushed his mouth father down, his tongue working against Lucas’s cock in swirls as he began to suck. He heard the noise Lucas made and his own cock felt like it was going to explode. He pushed even farther, past his gag reflex, and made himself swallow. Lucas jerked, his hands tightening in David’s hair again, his breath coming out in harsh gasps. David backed off a little, sucking hard, paused to let his throat relax, then pushed back down again, moaning around Lucas’s cock as he did. Lucas shoved up into his mouth involuntarily, his grip on David’s hair so tight that David was sure he’d be missing some when they were finished. He ignored the aching tingle in his scalp and kept going.

Lucas’s head spun. This was so different from anything David had ever done before. He was great with his mouth, and Lucas loved it, but this… it didn’t feel like David wasn’t just giving him a blow job, it felt like he was trying to swallow him whole. He felt himself painfully close, and used David’s hair to remove his mouth from his cock. “Enough.” He panted, and David smiled up at him, a slow, dangerous smile that said he was playing a game all his own. Lucas stood up, his knees shaking a little. David watched him, still smiling.

Of course, he wasn’t smiling when Lucas shoved him face first onto the couch and pushed his knees apart roughly. David realized he’d probably just bought himself more trouble than a really good orgasm was worth. He turned his head, trying to see Lucas, but the angle he was at just wouldn’t allow him much visual. “Lucas, don’t overreact. I thought you wanted me to-“ his words were choked off by the loud, half pain, half pleasure moan Lucas’s fingers sliding inside of him caused. Lucas kissed the base of David’s spine softly, moving his fingers slowly until he found that spot inside of him. When he brushed it, David’s head snapped back, his breath hitching in his throat, his hands balled into fists behind his back. Lucas stroked that spot again, his other hand moving to wrap around David’s cock and move in time with his fingers, a slow, agonizing pace that made David want to scream. David shoved himself back against Lucas, trying to get him to speed up, but Lucas apparently had no intention of giving David anything he wanted. He actually slowed down a little, and David let out a frustrated growl. Lucas laughed softly and kissed the base of his spine again.

“You said you’d untie me.” David panted, and wet his lips with his tongue. “You said that if I-“ he stopped, moaning, as Lucas pushed against that spot again.

“I said I would consider it.” Lucas corrected. “I think I prefer you this way for now.”

“God fucking damn it, Lucas, I- NO!” Lucas was gone suddenly, no bodily contact at all, and the shock of it made David’s entire body shudder. “Please, I’m sorry, okay? Whatever you want, Lucas, just don’t fucking do that to me.”

Lucas laughed and moved into his line of vision again. “You’re cute when you beg.” He chuckled. “Stand up.”

David rested his cheek against he couch for a moment, his breath still coming out in short, harsh pants. “I can’t.” he told Lucas, who just folded his arms across his chest and tapped his foot impatiently. David groaned. He scooted back on his knees, feeling for the edge of the coffee table to use that as leverage. He found it, and with an enormous amount of effort that caused both his wrists and his shoulders serious pain, he managed to stumble to his feet. He glared at Lucas, shaking.

“I’m up.” He hissed. “Now, please, just… just fuck me.” His shoulders were aching, and his cock was aching, and all he wanted was for Lucas to be inside of him. “Please.” He said again, and after a moment of consideration, Lucas moved and sat back down on the couch.

“Come here.” Lucas told him, stroking his own cock slowly. David moved to straddle him, and Lucas held his hips as he slowly impaled himself on Lucas’s cock. He leaned his head back, his bottom lip caught between his teeth, and moaned as Lucas filled him.

Lucas watched him, smiling, and when David began to rock against him, he took David’s cock in his hand and matched his pace. David leaned forward to press his mouth to Lucas’s, and their tongues met and slid together. David deepened the kiss, drawing Lucas’s tongue into his mouth and sucking at it, nipping at it gently, and Lucas thrust up into him, one hand on David’s hip. He pulled away as David rose, shifting a little, and when David pushed down onto him again he hit that spot inside of him so hard David screamed against his mouth. The rocked against each other frantically until David’s back arched, his orgasm making him scream again. Lucas felt the shudders in David’s body, and he shouted his own release, pushing up into him on more time as he came.

David collapsed against him, somewhere between laughter and tears. Lucas kissed the side of his neck. “Untie me.” David whispered, trying to catch his breath. “Please. My arms…”

Lucas undid the belt and dropped it on the floor. As soon as David was free he slid off of Lucas’s lap, wincing, and laid on his side, cradling his hands against his chest. Lucas nudged him until he scooted over, and somehow they managed to both lay on the couch side by side, David’s back to Lucas’s front. Lucas worked the muscles of David’s shoulders out of the knots they’d been stressed into with gentle circles.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked softly, and David snorted. Lucas’s dominant moods only ever lasted as long as his hard on did, and as soon as they were finished, he was apologetic and timid.

“If you ever hurt me bad enough for it to matter, you wouldn’t have to ask about it. I’d just kick the shit out of you as soon as I could.” He closed his eyes, the rhythmic motions of Lucas’s fingers on his shoulders making him sleepy. “Lucas?”

“Hmm?”

David snuggled closer, pressing himself back against Lucas. “Say it for me.” He whispered, and felt Lucas tense. “Just once.”

There was a very long silence. David figured he just wouldn’t say it at all and sighed. Lucas pressed a kiss to the back of his neck and nuzzled his ear. “Do you know how much you’re asking of me?”

“Everything.” David replied immediately. “I’m asking for everything.”

Lucas nipped his earlobe with his teeth. “David…” he paused, and David held his breath. “I love you.”

David grinned sleepily. “Damn right you do.” He mumbled.
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Anna slammed the gate of the truck bed and turned to Riley. “Loaded and ready.” She told him, smiling.

Riley nodded. He’d seem preoccupied ever since they’d left the house, after Anna had bandaged up David’s hand. He hadn’t talked much at all the whole time they were driving, and had said literally nothing at all while she shopped for a replacement mirror. Now his silence was beginning to annoy her.

“What’s wrong with you? You’re very quiet today.” she asked him, and he looked up from his shoes, as though just now remembering her presence. She glared at him.

“Nothing.” He moved to get in the truck, and she slapped the door shut before he could climb in. He glared at her. “Seriously, I’m fine.”

“Please. I’ve known you for less than twenty four hours, and even I can tell this isn’t normal behavior for you. Now what’s the matter?”

he sighed and raked his hair back with his fingers. “I just get the feeling that my presence here is causing problems.” He said, and Anna looked at him sympathetically. “Besides, you’re holding a promise over my head, and that makes me nervous.” He grinned to show her he was trying to be funny.

She didn’t smile back. “Okay, Riley.” She said, and straightened her spine. “Pretend we’re just meeting again.”

He laughed. “We’ve already met twice.” He told her, and then caught what she was getting at. “Don’t use your promise for that.” He told her flatly.

“Why not? It’s what I want. You said, and I quote, that you’d do whatever my heart desires. Well, at this exact moment, that’s what I want.”

He stepped closer to her, his fingers coming up and brushing along her cheek. “Anna, you don’t need to use the promise on that. I’ve been wanting to do that all day.” He kissed her, their tongues touching almost hesitantly. He tasted like coffee and toothpaste, a strange but wonderful combination to her. She put her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, and he deepened the kiss, his hands sliding along her hips. She whimpered, and the sound made him pull back. “Too much?” he asked softly, his forehead against hers.

“Not nearly enough.” She corrected. “That was nice.”

“It was.” He said, sounding surprised at the fact, and she gave him a flat look. “Anna, I’ve never been with a girl before. You know that, don’t you?”

She shook her head, pulling away from him. “No. I didn’t know that. I mean, I knew you were into guys, but…” she sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“For making you-“

“I said I wanted to.” He cut in, sounding angry. She looked at him miserably, and he sighed. “Let’s get back.”

They got into the car, neither one of them saying anything. They drove for a while, Anna fiddling with the radio. There was nothing good to listen to, so she turned it off. The silence between them was painful. Finally, she sighed and glanced at him. He was staring moodily out the window.

“I didn’t mean for it to be awkward.”

“I know you didn’t.” he said. “I’m not upset about that. I told you, I don’t feel like I belong here. Lucas and David…” he shook his head. “I think they have enough problems.”

Anna didn’t say anything about this. She figured it was none of her business either way what went on with Lucas and David… unless Lucas went to her for advice. He’d only done that twice in the months he and David had been together. “If you feel that way, why are you staying?”

He looked at her. “Do you want me to leave?”

“I didn’t say that.” She snapped. “I was just posing the question.”

He shook his head. “Because some things just need to be out in the open, Anna.”

“I don’t understand.”

“No, I suppose you don’t.” he studied her for a moment. “David isn’t who he says he is.”

She frowned. “What do you mean?”

He shrugged. “David’s been lying to Lucas about his past, about what happened back then. I’ve never bothered to care what he’s done with his history, but…” he looked out the window again, and when he finished his sentence, he sounded bitter. “…if he loves Lucas, he has to tell the truth.”

“So you’re here to make him?” Anna asked. “That’s pretty unfair of you.”

He nodded. “Of course it is. But that isn’t the point.”

“Then what is?”

“David’s a liar. Lucas is in love with a guy who can’t tell him the truth.”

“So you’re looking out for Lucas. Who you don’t know.” She shook her head. “I think you’re hiding something, too.”

“Maybe I am.”

“Then what makes you better than David?”

“I never said I was.”

She sighed and dropped the whole thing. Riley was being moody and secretive, and she just wanted to reach over and bounce his head off the window. The rest of the drive was silent, and when they pulled into the driveway, he got out of the car quickly and unloaded the replacement mirror. She went up the stairs to hold the door for him. He set the mirror down beside the coat closet door. Anna set the keys down on the table beside the door and went into the living room, unbuttoning her coat.

Lucas and Davis were tangled up on the couch, sleeping, the only thing covering their private areas was the afghan David kept under the coffee table. She squeaked and backed out, bumping in Riley.

“Wow.” He said in her ear. “It smells like sex in here.”

She burst into a fit of giggles, and clapped her hand over her mouth. “Let’s leave them alone.” She said when she could whisper. “Come on.” She took him into the kitchen. “Hungry?”

“Starving.” She made them sandwiches, which they ate standing beside the counter. Riley looked out the doorway into the living room, smirking. “He hasn’t told him yet.” He mused, and turned his attention out the kitchen window. “I figured David would just get it over with. I wonder why he’s waiting.”

“What is this all about?” Anna asked him, annoyed. “You keep going on about David keeping secrets and all that, like it’s a huge deal. I mean, it’s not like he’s hiding something really big, something that would totally destroy Lucas, would it?”

Riley shrugged. “That depends on the kind of person Lucas is. If he’s forgiving and understanding, then perhaps he will understand the choices that David has made throughout his life. If he isn’t, then…”

Anna sighed. “I’m starting to think you want something to go wrong between them.”

Riley laughed quietly. “Yes, well, perhaps part of me does. I think it’s sort of wrong that a person like David should get so much so easily.”

“Nothing David has was easily won, Riley.” Anna told him flatly. “David’s suffered-“

“Justice, then. Suffering is payment for his crimes.” Riley cut in, and shrugged. “People like him need to pay for their sins, Anna. David has done things…“ he sighed. “David’s not a good person.”

“If you’re talking about his anger issues-“

“I’m sure he’s told you plenty, he’s not stupid.” Riley said dryly. “But did it ever occur to you, or to Lucas, that maybe someone as violent as David might have done something pretty extreme when he was younger?” Riley shook his head. “I mean, if you knew half of what he was before Lucas strolled into his life and turned him into the poster child for dick whipped sissies, you wouldn’t even want to sit in the same room with him.”

“What did he do?” Lucas asked from the door.

They both jumped. Riley recovered from the interruption easily, a slow smirk spreading across his face. Anna looked guilty beside him. Lucas glared at them both, standing there disheveled in his boxers. “What things has David done?” he asked again. He didn’t care who answered him, as long as someone said something. He’d heard enough to make him furious.

Riley dusted his hands off and stood up straight. “David should really be the one to tell you about it, Lucas.”

“Bullshit.” Lucas snapped. “What the hell are you two talking about? What has David done that you think he needs to pay for?”

“Lucas?” David’s voice drifted out of the living room, and Anna saw the flat, angry look in Lucas’s eyes. She groaned and followed him as he stormed into the other room.

David stretched, the afghan puddle around his waist. “Wonderin’ where you went.” He mumbled, and searched for his cigarettes. He saw Anna behind Lucas, and Riley leaning against the doorframe, and something flickered on his face that Lucas didn’t like; something too close to guilt. “What’s going on?”

“What aren’t you telling me?” Lucas snarled at him. “What the hell is Riley telling Anna? What did you do, David?”

David looked at Riley, pure and unbridled hating making his eyes dark. “You son of a bitch.” He muttered. “You told-“

“No.” Lucas cut him off. “He wants you to tell me. Tell me what, David?”

“Lucas, I really think that this is something you and I should just sit down and talk about. I don’t want-“

“I don’t care what you want.” Lucas sat down on the recliner, shaking. He was so angry, and David could see in him violence, way too close to the surface. “I wouldn’t care if were in the middle of a crowded fucking place, you’re going to tell me right now what the hell is going on.”

“Please.” David said softly. “Try to understand that I can’t just-“

“You can.” Lucas told him. “Or I’m leaving. I’m so sick of your fucking lies, David. You hide things and you tell me only half the truth when you bother to talk at all. So I’m done. You either fess up to all of this stupid shit, or I’m gone.” He stood up. “Choose, David. Your secrets or me.”

David put his face in his hands and was silent.