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Regen (Rain)	By : maybebaby Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 2556 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Rammstein. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Regen (Rain) 12/28
Author: akasha6
Beta and co-writer: Mr Naked
Translation: lisa_thecat
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: Till/Richard, Richard/Christoph, Christoph/Paul, Till/Gert
Disclaimer: None of this is true, it's all work of fiction.
Warning: This story contains imagery and ideas that some might find gory, immoral and possibly offending. (violence, BDSM, non-consensual sex, incest)

The author would like to thank Mr Naked for the wonderful job he did as a beta and co-writer and to lisa_thecat for the translation.

Chapter 12

“Close your eyes.”

Richard’s hot breath caressed Till’s ear and he felt soft, wet lips touch his neck. A gentle kiss. Those wet palms cupped over his very well worked out pectorals.

The hot touch sent shivers through all his fibers, making him let out a moan.

Richard laughed at that: “What is it, big bad man? Impatient?”

“May I open my eyes?” Till’s voice trembled.

“Get undressed, but keep your eyes closed.”

“What?” Till turned in the direction of the voice.

Richard laughed again. “Take your clothes off, Till. Remember how it’s done? I’ll help you.”

Till felt on his skin the wet heat radiated by Richard’s body as he stood now very close to him. Then he felt those hands unbuckling his belt, and unbuttoning his pants slowly. Torturously slowly.

“Come, baby, work with me,” Richard whispered and his voice sounded even hotter. Till reached out to touch him, but his hands only clasped the air.

Damn! Nobody toyed with him like that. Actually the roles were usually switched.

“Richard?”

“Yes.”

A soft touch, like the wing of an angel, a tender kiss on Till’s shoulder, a hot body pressed against his back, Richard’s eyebrows and eyelashes on his neck. Then, his voice: “Will they also film the foreplay?”

Till only shook his head, turned around and opened his eyes. “No. This is my room. There are no cameras,” he said quietly. Till held Richard’s temples between his large palms, and forced him to look at him in the eyes.

“Don’t be afraid. I am not going to hurt you. You can get away from here tonight, I promise you.”

Richard laughed weakly. “I’m not going anywhere without you,” he whispered without taking his eyes off Till.

“You don’t have to do anything right now,” Till said with a feeble voice. Everything inside him screamed to press Richard against him and never let go. Desperately he tried to give a name to this new feeling, but he failed. Although he knew it wasn’t only carnal lust. He was sure of that.

“I want to do it now with you,” Richard said on a firm tone that didn’t allow any riposte. Till looked straight into Richard’s eyes, trying to read in there what that man really felt. There was nothing in those blue waters, nothing except pain and sadness.

Without saying another word, Till freed his head and undid the last button of his trousers and tugged them down, slowly. Neither of them broke eye contact; they just stood breathless before each other, naked.

“Till…”

“Richard…”

Embarrassed laughter.

“You first!”

“No, you!”

“Come here!”

Till reached out his hand, pulling Richard closer slowly, but delicately. At first, he felt this slight resistance opposing him, but he ignored it. Then, that body standing in front of his own body, that heat reaching out like invisible arms, touching his skin, probing it, before embracing him all – the world stood still for Till as that hot wave of lust was spreading through his fibers.

The hot and wet clouds from the shower water surrounded them; it was suffocating in there, but they remained motionless, in that room with black tiles glittering on the walls and on the floor. Standing, bare skin against bare skin, blue eyes staring into blue eyes.

“My God, what are you doing to me?” Till moaned and held Richard close with both hands, as he buried his face in his black wet hair. He only heard Richard’s whisper like from a big distance:

“You don’t have to give me the stars from the sky. Just fuck me now.”

Breathless silence. Astonishment.

“I don’t want this, Richard. I want…”

“What is it, Till?”

Richard interrupted him. He gripped Till’s upper arms and looked him in the eyes: “This is sex. It’s not our fucking wedding night, OK?”

His words stuck into Till’s heart like a spear.

“As you wish.”

Everything inside him bristled, but he concealed his feelings under a cold smile. He was good at that. He had years of practice.

“Come, then!”

Till grabbed Richard’s arm, and stepped out of the bathroom, pushing the other man into the bedroom.

Richard stumbled and Till caught him.

“Why, Richard?” He made a last desperate attempt, but Richard put his index finger on Till’s lips. A quiet request for silence.

Then Richard whispered into Till’s ear: “No feeling. OK? This is going nowhere. Why linger on things that have no future?” His hot breath touched Till’s cheeks and gave him goose bumps. “Fuck me now. You’re more than ready.” Richard’s gaze slid down Till’s body and finally stopped on his hard cock.

“No feeling, Richard. Your choice.”

Till grabbed Richard’s arm, dragging him toward the bed. He pushed the other man on the bed. Then, with a single but abrupt movement, he turned Richard over, on his stomach. A solitary tear started its way from the corner of his eye and remained hanging on the chin. But Richard was not supposed to see this.

Ok, Till. Do as always. Fuck his brains out. Then get up and leave him lying there, Till thought as he pulled out the condom and the lube. He prepared himself, with rigid movements. He leaned then, pushed Richard’s legs apart. Then, he raised his pelvis a bit more. With the other hand, he spread the oily substance between Richard’s legs. He shoved his fingers in, big, thick sturdy fingers – he sensed the pain, the shudder, but that’s what he asked for, after all. Richard didn’t even whimper though.

Till positioned him, on his knees, with legs spread apart. He grabbed him by the hips, and with a single, but rough thrust, he was inside. Richard bit the pillow so he wouldn’t cry out. But Till remained motionless. There was this thing that made his eyes sting and his vision blurred. He laid his face on Richard’s back, between his shoulder blades. He closed his eyes, inhaling the scent of the other man’s skin.

Oh, God! He wanted so much to be tender to him, to caress him, to taste him and to kiss him. But now this! He made no attempts to move, he still had in front of his eyes Richard’s face distorted with pain.

Silence. Till ran his hands on Richard’s back; at least a soft touch.

After a while Richard lifted his head and looked over his shoulder at him: “What is that? Have you forgotten how it’s done? I’m OK.”

Richard laughed softly. And this laughter angered Till.

“You’re not.” Till whispered. “It hurts you.”

“And since when do you give a fuck whether you’re hurting me or not?” Richard gasped, propped up on his hands and forced Till deeper in.

Since I love you. - Till wanted to say. But these words didn’t find their way to his lips.

“Relax. Then it won’t hurt so much,” he said, sick of it.

“It’s not the first time I’m doing this, Till. Are we going to chit-chat here, or do something? I…”

But Till didn’t let him finish. With a hand he put Richard’s face in the pillow – he couldn’t stand the cynical words anymore. And then he did his job. He thrust roughly and hard into Richard, the old rhythm, without tenderness, like he was used to.

Richard’s cold fingers clawed the sheets. Till closed his eyes.
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