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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) 13/28
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 13

See nothing. Feel nothing. No chance to survive this.

“I can’t do it, Richard. Not like this. Not with you.” Till sighed as he pulled out and let Richard lay gently on the bed.

Richard replied on an acid tone: “You can do very different things. What’s happening, Till? Do you want the romantic tour? Should I whisper sweet nothings in your ear?”

“Maybe,” Till replied loudly, lying beside Richard, on the bed.

Silence. Only the rain tapping on the windows. No trust. No hope. Till knew that he would lose tonight the only man he ever loved. So little time. A ray of sun had touched his soul. For a short moment his heart had become warm. It was over before anything could have started.

“You’re coming with me, OK?” Richard turned his head to look into Till’s eyes.

No answer.

“Till, do you hear that? I’m not going alone!”

The other man was staring at the ceiling, appearing lost in thoughts.

“Till, please.”

Richard rose on the bed and looked directly in the eyes of the man near him.

“I’m not leaving without you.” He repeated, but his voice sounded rather like a command.

Till twisted his head and looked at him.

“You would never be safe with me. Forget it.” Till said stretching his hand, and, with his index finger, he traced the contour of Richard’s lips. A kiss. He would have given anything for a kiss. In Richard’s eye there was longing and desire; Till knew that if he looked again, he would be lost. So he looked away, got up and went toward the bathroom.

“Come. We still have 40 minutes.” He said and closed the door behind him.

Richard stared at the closed door, sprung out and stormed after Till. Enraged, he opened the door, almost snatching it off its hinges.

“Don’t leave me there like a piece of dirt!” He hissed. “You bring me here, I fall in love and then you send me away again. You’re toying with the people! That’s what you do!”

“I’m not sending you away. I’m freeing you from this hell,” Till replied on a drained tone, not turning his head to look at Richard, though. He stepped into the shower cabin and closed the door.

He reached out to turn on the water, but he froze like that, with his hand extended and his fingertips touching the silvery metal of the tap.

What did Richard say?

He pushed the door open. Richard was still there with that furious glance in his eyes.

“You have fallen in love? With me?” Till asked on an almost trembling voice.

Richard threw him a spiteful look.

“Not with you, you dumb ass. With your father!”

Richard headed to the door.

“Come here!” Till ordered him. Richard pushed the door open, making it slam against the wall.

“Come here, you have to, Richard!” Till said on a warmer tone.

“Fuck off!” Richard replied and walked out.

“Richard, please, look at me!”

Richard waved his middle finger at him, and slammed the door shut behind him.

Till sighed; he gave up. There was no point in continuing the argument. In Richard’s eyes he was the bad guy. He took his shower; then went into the bedroom to get ready for the evening. He went straight to get the clothes that were prepared for him, he did his best to avoid even looking into Richard’s eyes.

And Richard did his best to avoid any further discussions with Till. He went straight into the bathroom to have his shower, then back to get dressed. Black jeans, heavy studded belts and white sleeveless T-shirts – their outfits for that evening.

While dressing though, both men couldn’t refrain from throwing furtive glances to each other. The legs, the way the muscles on their back profiled through the thin white fabric, the eyes, the lips; it was as if each of them was stealing glimpses of the other man’s beauty. Yet, they kept distance between each other, as if afraid of what they might do if only they’d touch.

But Till couldn’t leave things like that. Not now. Because he knew exactly what he wanted to do, he knew he had no other chance to make him understand. Richard had to tell him exactly before anything else would happen.

“Listen,” Till started and turned to face him. But he was right there, so close to him.

Their hands touched. Till coiled his fingers over Richard’s fingers, and both men stood motionless staring lost in each other’s eyes.

Till lifted Richard’s hand until he felt it’s dry warmth over his lips. So he kissed that hand, a dry and warm kiss, as he closed his eyes.

This sweet shiver crossed Richard’s spine, making him moan languidly when he felt Till’s kiss on his fingers.

“Here you are, ladies!”

The door was slammed open.

Till twisted his head. There was his father, standing in the threshold of the door, his arms crossed over his chest. He had already figured out the whole situation, and now he was squinting at the men in the room.

“Time’s up! Enough with the lovey-dovey crap! I’m not going to lay pink bed sheets for you,” he blurted out, throwing a full of meanings glare at his son.

“My friends want something special for tonight,” he announced on a tone that left no room for riposte. “You must strain him on the bed and blindfold him. They want you to do him rough and hard. Like you always do, Till! Anything else – later.”

His eyes checked Richard up and down. He looked at the man’s exposed skin on the forearms, at the scars.

“And give him his shot!” He ordered.

Then he turned away and left.

Suddenly he stopped and turned to look at them again: “Don’t even think about it, Till!” This time his voice was soft, a faked warmth making an obvious threat. “You have already tried it a couple of times. I think you won’t try again. I always find you, no matter where you’d go or try to hide!”
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