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Regen (Rain)	By : maybebaby Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 2556 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Regen (Rain)

Title: Regen (Rain) 2/28
Author: akasha6
Beta and co-writer: MrNaked
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 MrNaked for the wonderful job he did as a beta and co-writer and to lisa_thecat for the translation.

Chapter 2

“Damn! From what nuthouse have you escaped? I…”

These soft lips pressed over his mouth, in a kiss, absorbed Richard’s words. But he turned his head, detaching from the kiss.

“Let me go! You can’t pay for that! No one can pay for that!” He whispered.

“Who says that I’m gonna pay for anything? It won’t take long till you’ll beg me to kiss you… To fuck you and do anything I want to you.”

Till laughed softly again, pissing Richard off.

“You can kiss my ass! Fuck yourself, bastard!” He hissed and pulled the chains again. The pain went like a knife through his sore wrists. “What do you want?” He asked turning his head in the direction from where Till’s voice came last.

“I’ll give you what you need, alright. I think that it’s no one out there missing you. Except maybe for your suitors.” Till added on a mocking tone. “They’ll have to say good bye to your beautiful body. How sad…”

Richard could hear the man stepping around the room, and moving different objects while he was talking to him:

“Three days without your hit. I can’t stand the thought that you’d be so unhappy. Or, Richard, do you want it? Tomorrow morning you’re gonna tell me what you want. And you’ll be begging me on your knees to give it to you. But everything has a price.”

Then the speech halted. Richard was listening attentively and tensed to the movements and the sounds trying to figure out what he should expect of. For whatever reason, he had the impression that Till was standing right near his bed, and he soon discovered that he was right. He felt the touch of those thick and strong fingers on his arm, extending it and wrapping the rubber just above his elbow; with gentle movements he searched for a vein. Richard’s body was trembling slightly in the expectancy. The familiar sting of the needle, the stuff running through with his blood, rushing towards the brain, releasing from the tension of its chains each cell it met along its path Oh, this was good shit!

One by one, everything in that little world started to fade away, along with Till and his husky voice calling softly on Richard’s name.

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The soft tapping of the rain against the windows. Richard suddenly opened his eyes. A diffuse, bright light was flooding the room. Daylight.

Wary, he blinked, realizing only now that he wasn’t blindfolded any longer. He moved his hand to cover his eyes – he wasn’t strained any longer as well. He jumped to his feet and looked around the room. No one was in there, besides him. The big armchair on which Till had stood, was empty. Thank God!

His arm hurt, his head was spinning and in his stomach there seemed to be a war going on. Not a good sign. In three, four hours he was going to need another shot. He had to get out of here before that. Where were his clothes?

In that moment the door opened and Till entered the room.

“Good morning, Richard. I hope you slept well in my bed.”

His dark voice sounded friendly. Surprised, Richard looked at him.

“Thank you, it would be nice if you gave me my things. I have better things to do than to hang out with a weird fuck,” he grumbled at Till and rubbed his sore wrists.

“Haven’t I told you that you should be nice to me?”

Till walked patiently to Richard and leaned over him. “You’ll take a shower and get dressed with the clothes I have set for you and then we’re having breakfast. Together. You haven’t eaten in a long time. You must be hungry,” Till completed on a gentle, but confident tone, and Richard felt hypnotized by his ice-blue eyes.

“OK,” it was all he could whisper.

“Good boy!”

With these words Till kissed him softly on the eyebrow, straightened his back and took Richard’s hand. Richard followed him like the rabbit follows the snake.

Till opened a door that Richard didn’t notice before and pushed him softly through it.

“I’ll wait for you to get downstairs, in half an hour, in the salon. Don’t even think of running away. The windows are barred and the doors are locked. All of them.”

Till shut the door, leaving Richard standing alone in a bathroom. Even here, everything was black - the tiles, the towels, the floor, practically everything.

“If his mind is as black as his home, may God have mercy on my soul.” Richard whispered and went to the mirror.

He had to notice that he didn’t look too good. Dark shades under his eyes, pale skin and cold sweat drops above his eyebrows. Sighing, Richard pressed his hands on his temples - the hammering pain in his head was becoming stronger.

On a chair near the shower cabin there were some black leather pants and a black t-shirt.

“Again the black shit – everywhere.” Richard murmured and turned on the shower tap.

tbc
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