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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Tales_of_the_Abyss
  Relationship:
      Guy_Cecil/Luke_fon_Fabre, Luke_fon_Fabre/Van_Grants
  Character:
      Luke_fon_Fabre, Guy_Cecil, Van_Grants
  Additional Tags:
      Dubious_Consent, Emotional_Manipulation
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-12-28 Words: 6758
****** Regret ******
by witchofobscenity
Summary
     Apparently Luke hadn't given Guy enough reasons to worry about him
     already.
Notes
     This whole monstrosity was inspired by a throwaway line King Ingobert
     said implying that people were taking replicas as sex slaves.
     Everything went downhill from there.
     Someone save Luke fon Fabre from me.
See the end of the work for more notes
Dinner that night was incredibly awkward. Asch had left quickly and left the
rest of them with a lot of things to pointedly not talk about. Anise and Tear
had tried to subtly remind Luke that he was important to them and worth just as
much as Asch, while Guy just stole worried glances at him. It took everything
in Luke not to scream in frustration. He decided that it would be best to get
on a topic other than Asch.
 
“Wow, this replica thing is a pretty big problem, huh?” Luke said, breaking the
uncomfortable silence. Guy shot him a look, silently warning him to stop it
with his inferiority complex. “I-I mean, all these replicas wandering around,”
Luke clarified. “They have nowhere to go. No one knows what to do with them.”
 
 (Okay, maybe that wasn’t the best topic to choose but at least it wasn’t as
directly related to Luke.)
 
“It is quite a problem,” Tear agreed. “Especially since the people here have
been shunning them or attacking them or… or taking advantage of them.”
 
That reminded Luke. “What did His Majesty mean when he said people were using
replicas for untoward purposes?”
 
“He meant sex, you dope,” Anise told him, sounding exasperated.
 
“Anise!” Guy scolded, but Luke wasn’t listening to him
 
“What?” he asked, staring at Anise.
 
“People are taking replicas to use for sex,” she explained, talking like Luke
was a child who didn’t understand a very simple concept. “They have no memories
or lives and most of them can’t even talk. It would be easy for someone to take
advantage of them.”
 
“It’s awful,” Tear said, looking down at her plate.
 
“I still don’t…” Luke trailed off.
 
“Do you even know what sex is?” Anise asked, exasperatedly. Luke glared at her.
 
“Of course I know what sex is,” he said indignantly. “I just… I mean, isn’t it
something you only do with someone you love? I thought people hated the
replicas.”
 
Luke sounded so innocent, genuinely confused how people could be having sex
with someone they had no emotional attachment to, even hated. Anise opened her
mouth to respond, but Guy didn’t let her.
 
“Luke, not everyone has sex for the same reasons,” he said. His cheeks were
very pink, but his tone was serious. “Some people just enjoy the, uh, physical
aspect of it, but don’t care who they do it with. And there are plenty of bad
people out there who will lie or even force others into doing something they
don’t want purely for their own satisfaction.”
 
Luke’s face had grown pale and his expression was unreadable. Anise didn’t look
mocking anymore. “You really don’t know much about this stuff, huh?” she asked
sympathetically.
 
Tear and Guy were looking at him too. “Well, Luke has had a lot to learn these
past few years,” Tear put forth awkwardly. “We can’t expect him to know
everything.”
 
Luke was now staring blankly at his plate. Guy hurriedly changed the subject,
commenting how nice it was to be back in the Fabre manor and that the food was
just as good as he remembered, but Luke wasn’t listening. He was looking down
at the table, silently, not touching his dinner. When the meal was over and the
four of them stood up, he ignored his friends and walked straight to his room.
 
 
 
A short while later, Guy sat on the bed in his old room, reading an old fon
tech manual. Pere was out so he had the room to himself. He flipped through the
pages without really reading them, tapping his foot distractedly. He heard a
noise and looked up to find Luke standing in his doorway.
 
“Luke,” Guy called, “Is everything okay? You seemed upset at dinner.”
 
Luke said nothing, his face still blank. Instead he slipped into the room,
shutting the door behind him. He walked swiftly across the floor to Guy’s bed,
only to climb into the other man’s lap, straddling his hips.
 
“Luke, what are you-“ Guy started but was cut off by another set of lips
pressed against his own. Guy’s mouth was still open in surprise and Luke took
that opportunity to slide his tongue into Guy’s mouth.
 
Guy firmly grasped Luke’s shoulders and pushed him back. “Luke, what are you
doing?” he asked, breathlessly.
 
“Kissing you,” Luke said evenly.
 
“Yeah, I got that. Why are you kissing me?” Guy asked, his eyebrows knitting
together.
 
“What else am I good for?” Luke pulled himself free from Guy’s grip and started
pressing kisses along his jaw.
 
“Luke, what are you talking about?” Guy stammered, trying again to push him
away, but Luke overpowered him.
 
“I’m not actually the son of a Duke. I’m just a replica. I’m not going to marry
a princess or run a country one day. I don’t have a future,” he breathed into
Guy’s neck. “This is something I can do. Something I know I’m good at.”
 
Guy felt he was drowning in this sudden outburst. What was Luke talking about?
He’d been having sex? Who the hell was he having sex with? He realized vaguely
that Luke had started unbuttoning his shirt while he was talking.
 
“Luke, that’s rid-“ Guy started but yelped in surprise as Luke sunk his teeth
into his neck. Did Luke think he was a vampire now too? Guy could feel him
sucking on the tender skin and hoped he wasn’t bleeding. Luke pulled away with
a popping sound and sat up to stare at him.
 
Luke was smiling now, but it wasn’t his normal smile. His eyes were empty and
he still seemed hazy. Guy held him by his arms to steady him.
 
“Luke, is this about what’s been happening with the other replicas?” Guy asked,
staring seriously at Luke. “That has nothing to do with you.”
 
Luke smirked at him. “But I’m a replica too, aren’t I? I don’t have a place
here. If I let people have sex with me, at least I won’t be useless.” He then
surged forward again to kiss Guy, snaking his fingers in his hair.
 
Luke was strong, but Guy could have pushed him off if he needed too. However,
he really didn’t want to hurt Luke, especially while he was going through…
whatever he was going through. He remained stiff with apprehension but let Luke
manhandle him for the moment.
 
“Slow down,” Guy gasped when Luke finally pulled away to take a breath. “Listen
to me. You still have a place here. You aren’t useless. Nobody just wants to
use you for sex.”
 
“Then why did Master Van!?”
 
Guy gaped at him. What? Did Luke mean he’d had sex withVan? He couldn’t… That
would be… Before he could come up with a coherent response, Luke had pushed off
of him and run out the room.
 
“Luke, wait!” Guy called after him, but Luke had already slammed the door
behind him. He let his head fall into his hands.
 
“Well, shit.”
 
 
 
Guy ran through the halls of the manor, trying to find Luke. He must have been
making more noise than he realized because one of the doors behind him swung
open and someone stepped out.
 
“Tear!” he panted, jogging back to her door. “Have you seen Luke? He was pretty
upset when he left and I can’t find him.”
 
Tear opened her mouth as if to answer, but no sound came out and pink tinted
her cheeks. Guy suddenly realized what he must look like. His shirt was
partially unbuttoned, his hair was a mess, and, oh Yulia, had Luke given him a
hickey?He slapped his hand over the bruise on his neck and blushed.
 
“Uh, yeah,” stammered Guy, “Do you know where Luke is?”
 
Tear closed her mouth and shook her head. “Should I ask?” she said cautiously.
 
“Probably, but not right now,” Guy admitted. He then ran away, leaving a
confused looking Tear in his wake.
 
 
 
A short while later, Guy found himself in the dark courtyard. He quickly
surveyed the yard and sighed in relief. Luke was curled into a ball beside one
of the benches.
 
“There you are,” Guy called, walking over. “I think we need to talk.”
 
Luke didn’t look at him.
 
“Maybe starting with what you said right before you ran away,” Guy said,
lowering himself to the ground next to Luke. Luke mumbled something
unintelligible into his arm. “What was that?”
 
Luke lifted his head. “You think I’m disgusting now, don’t you?” he asked
softly.
 
“Why do you say that?”
 
“The way you looked at me after I told you about Master Van. You looked
horrified. Disgusted.” Luke turned to face him. “Master Van told me that people
might judge us if they found out. That was why I couldn’t tell anyone. I
thought you might hate me.”
 
Guy leaned over and wrapped his arms around him. “Of course I don’t hate you. I
was just… surprised. Also concerned. But definitely not disgusted.” Luke
sniffed into his shoulder and Guy released him.
 
“Is this why you tried to have your way with me earlier?”
 
Luke laughed weakly. “I don’t know. I guess. I wasn’t really thinking
straight.”
 
“Yeah, I could tell,” Guy agreed, bumping his shoulders against Luke’s. “Do you
want to talk about it?”
 
“Do you mean me having sex with Master Van or me trying to have sex with you?”
 
Guy winced. “Either.”
 
Luke rested his chin on his knees. “When I was growing up, it felt like Van was
the only one who cared about me. I wanted to show him that I was grown up and I
wanted to make him happy too. I didn’t really know we were having sex at
first.”
 
Guy grimaced at that. “You’re making a face again!” Luke cried.
 
“I’m not disgusted at you. I’m disgusted at Van. He was taking advantage of
you,” Guy explained, trying to stay calm. “You couldn’t possibly agree to
something you didn’t understand. I’m upset that Van made that decision for you.
How old were you?”
 
Luke doesn’t answer. “I know Master Van was using me. It’s pretty hard to deny
all the terrible things he’s done at this point. I had accepted that. It’s
just… I thought he must have at least loved me a little if he was having sex
with me.”
 
“Because you thought you couldn’t have sex with someone you didn’t love?” Guy
asked.
 
“It’s not like anyone taught me about that kind of stuff!” Luke interjected.
“Everything I know came from Master Van or servants I overheard. But then you
guys were talking about how people were kidnapping those replicas and having
sex with them even though they hated them. I guess I finally realized that
Master Van was probably using me for sex, too. He just said he loved me.”
 
Guy stared guiltily at Luke. He knew that Van was a huge part of Luke’s life,
but he hadn’t realized just how dedicated the boy was to his teacher. No one
had. Someone should have seen how unhealthy Luke’s attachment to Van was. Van
had been grooming him since he was born seven years ago. He had even initiated
a sexual relationship with him to keep Luke devoted. Then after everything, he
just threw Luke away.
 
Luke still had his arm around his knees with tears in his eyes that he was
stubbornly trying to blink away. “I figured that sex was something I could do
even though I was just a replica,” he mumbled gruffly. “I knew I was good at
it. Master Van always told me I was, and I knew he wasn’t just saying it.”
 
Guy didn’t know if he should start with Luke’s putting himself down again or
the fact that he didn’t seem to see anything wrong with being in a sexual
relationship with a manipulative man much older than him. Either way, he had to
talk Luke out of his plan to turn himself into some kind of sexual object.
 
“Do you think Master Van had sex with Asch too?” Luke asked, more to himself
than Guy. “He is the real Luke. Master Van actually liked him. And Asch is the
original. He’s better than me in pretty much everything else so I wouldn’t be
surprised if he was better at this.”
 
“Luke, stop it,” Guy interrupted firmly. Luke turned suddenly to face him,
looking confused. “You have to stop comparing yourself to him. Especially like
this. Van was manipulating you and Asch. Don’t try to turn it into a
competition.”
 
Luke frowned at him. Guy continued, “You are your own person. You shouldn’t
define yourself in relation to Asch, and you definitely shouldn’t define
yourself by your ability to have sex. You’re worth way more than that.”
 
“Yeah, you’re right,” Luke muttered. “Sorry I kissed you.”   
 
“That’s not what you should be apologizing about,” Guy sighed. Luke tilted his
head like a confused dog. Guy suddenly felt flustered. “I mean, you definitely
should have stopped when I asked you to, but I’m not mad that you kissed me.”
 
“Why?” Luke asked.
 
Guy’s face had gone very red. “I just mean,” he stammered. “I like you, Luke.
I’m not entirely opposed to the idea of kissing you. I mean, if you wanted to.”
 
“So you do want to have sex with me?”
 
“That’s not what I’m saying,” said Guy exasperatedly.
 
“So you don’t want to have sex with me?” Luke was very confused now.
 
“What I’m trying to say is if I do have sex with you some time, it will be
because I love you. I don’t want you to think that’s all your worth to me or
that you need to.”
 
Luke stared at him for a few seconds. “You love me?” he asked quietly.
 
“Geez, Luke,” Guy said, covering his flushed face with both hands. “You don’t
have to make it sound so surprising. Did you not think I loved you before? I
mean, you wouldn’t have thought I wanted to, you know, sleep with you, but you
knew I cared about you, right? I mean…”
 
Luke interrupted him by kissing him. This time it was gentle and chaste. He
touched his lips lightly to Guy’s, and Guy immediately forgot what he was
talking about.
 
“Is this okay?” Luke asked, pulling back.
 
“Yeah, it’s okay.” And Guy kissed him again.
 
 
 
It took them a little while, but they did realize that they would prefer if
someone didn’t find them making out in the courtyard in the dark (especially
Luke’s parents).
 
“We should probably go inside,” Guy said but didn’t remove his hands from
Luke’s waist.
 
“Yeah,” Luke agreed with his fingers still twisted in Guy’s hair. “Do you want
to go back to my room?”
 
Luke sounded so innocent, but Guy’s face still went very red at the
implication. Did Luke really want to? Weren’t they moving a little fast? Luke
had been pressured into sex enough; he definitely didn’t need Guy adding to it.
Luke noticed his hesitation and his face fell.
 
“Do you not want to?” Luke asked dejectedly.
 
“It’s not that!” Guy assured him quickly. He wanted to. He really, really
wanted to. “It’s just that this is kind of new, and I don’t want to go too fast
or push you into doing something you’re not comfortable with…”
 
Luke looked firmly into his eyes.
 
“I want to have sex with someone who actually cares about me.”
 
And really, what could Guy possibly say to that? Besides…
 
“Okay.”
 
 
 
The manor was quiet when they finally crept in. Everyone had either gone to bed
or gone home for the day. It was easy for the two of them to sneak into Luke’s
room without being seen. The moment the door clicked shut behind them, Luke
pushed Guy against the wall and crashed their lips together. He immediately
started fumbling with Guy’s jacket, trying to get it off.
 
“How does it…?” Luke mumbled, staring angrily at the offending apparel.
 
“Ah, it just…” Guy undid the fastener. Luke yanked the jacket off and tossed it
carelessly to the side.
 
“I am going to need that back,” Guy laughed as Luke started attacking the
buttons of his shirt. Luke huffed, irritated. Having conquered the buttons, he
tried to pull Guy’s shirt off in the same way.
 
“It’s stuck,” Luke whined, tugging at it. “Take your gloves off.”
 
“Slow down, Luke! It’s not a race.”
 
“Luke, there’s no need to rush. I’m not going anywhere.” Van was smiling fondly
at Luke as the boy struggled to get his jacket off.
 
“I know!” Luke insisted, blushing, but he pulled his shirt off more slowly.
 
Van ran his fingers through Luke’s long hair, smoothing out the tangles that
had appeared from Luke pulling the top over his head. Luke stopped, black shirt
still in hand, and leaned up to kiss his teacher.
 
“Good boy. Now go get on the bed.”
 
Luke pulled himself and Guy away from the wall and towards the middle of the
room. Guy stumbled backwards, lost him balance, and fell gracelessly onto the
foot of Luke’s bed. He would have made a sarcastic comment about how rough Luke
was being if he weren’t so out of breath.
 
“I can undress myself, you know,” Guy chastised as he leaned down to pull his
boots off. When he straightened back up, he expected Luke to sit next to him on
the bed or maybe even crawl into his lap again. Instead, Luke slid off his
jacket, tossing it carelessly behind him, and sank to his knees in front of
him, positioning himself between Guys legs. Wait, was he going to…?
 
Luke slid his hands up Guy’s thighs. He could tell that Guy was hard. His hands
found their way to Guy’s hips and his thumbs rubbed small circles into his bare
skin. He looked up at Guy.
 
“Can I?” Luke asked breathily. Guy opened his mouth, but choked on his answer
as Luke leaned forward to kiss his stomach. Instead he grasped the sheets
beneath him and nodded vigorously.
 
Luke’s fingers slipped into the waistband of Guys pants and pulled them slowly
down to his ankles. “Are you sure?” Guy asked breathlessly.
 
Instead of answering, Luke wrapped his hand around Guy’s erection and leaned
forward until his lips were just almost touching it. His hand slid deliberately
up and down the length. Guy shivered at Luke’s warm breath against his skin as
Luke dragged his lips back and forth across the head.
 
“Ah, Luke!” Guy gasped, squirming beneath Luke’s touch. Pleased with the
reaction he was getting, Luke guided Guy’s cock into his mouth and closed his
lips around it. Guy’s hips bucked up involuntarily, pushing farther into Luke’s
mouth. Luke forced him hips back down to the bed with one hand but leaned
forward to take even more in.
 
“Shit,” Guy moaned, throwing his head back. Luke bobbed his head up and down in
Guy’s lap. Guy alternated between panting heavily and clenching his teeth,
fingers twisted in the sheets. Luke suddenly stopped, pulling off Guy’s cock
with an obscene, wet noise.
 
“Why aren’t you pulling my hair?” Luke asked, frowning. “Don’t you like it?”
 
“Do you want me to pull your hair?” said Guy, feeling a bit bewildered. It
wasn’t that he objected, but why did Luke expect him to?
 
“I mean, I thought that’s what you were supposed to do. So you can move my head
around how you want it and stuff.” Luke faltered. “That’s what Master Van did,
anyway.”
 
“You learn so fast,” Van hummed appreciatively as Luke licked up and down his
cock. Luke beamed up at him. Van’s private lessons were becoming more frequent
and Luke wanted to do everything he could to please his teacher.
 
“Now,” Van instructed, “try taking as much of it into your mouth as you can.”
Luke obeyed. With one hand holding it steady, he slid Van’s cock into his
mouth. He didn’t get very far before he felt his mouth was too full and if he
tried to move any more he would choke. He looked up questioningly at Van,
silently asking if he was doing it right.
 
“Very good,” Van said fondly. He twined his fingers into Luke’s long, red hair.
“I want you to move your head forward and back. I will guide you.”
 
Van started slowly, easing Luke off of his cock and giving him a second to
breath before pushing his head back on. This was a skill Luke hadn’t practiced
much, so he felt slightly apprehensive. He didn’t want to make Van upset. Not
that Van ever yelled at him when he messed up. He always calmed Luke down and
gently explained his mistake. Van might have been a strict sparring coach, but
in Luke’s room, he was abundantly kind and forgiving.
 
As Van noticed Luke’s face looking less worried, he sped up the pace. “Use your
tongue as well,” Van told him. “But don’t stop moving.” Luke did as he was
told. He felt his jaw getting tired from being open so long, but he figured it
was a muscle he had to train, just like any other one. Luke sucked
experimentally on his teacher’s cock, causing Van to groan and roughly pull his
hair.
 
“Yes, Luke,” Van moaned. “Just like that.” He released the boy and Luke pulled
back, massaging his jaw. “Now, we’re going to try something new, but you have
to trust me.”
 
“I trust you!” Luke assured him quickly. Van smiled.
 
“Good. Now just relax and move how I show you.” He grasped Luke’s hair again
and guided him back onto his cock. “Keep your mouth open and relax your
throat.” Van pushed Luke farther than he’d gone before. Luke’s eyes looked
panicked, but he didn’t stop. Van forced him to take more and more of his cock
into his mouth. Luke felt his eyes start to water and drool drip down his chin.
He felt like he might throw up or he might choke. His throat hurt, his jaw
hurt, his scalp hurt, tears were streaming down his face. He noticed distantly
that his nose was brushing against Van’s coarse pubic hair. Just when he
thought he was going to pass out, Van pulled him back off.
 
Luke sputtered and coughed, clutching at his throat. His face was still wet
with saliva and tears. When he managed to catch his breath, he stared up at
Van. Van was looking at him so proudly that Luke didn’t even care that his
throat and jaw were still aching. He felt like he’d accomplished something
incredible.
 
“Never mind,” Luke said quickly. “You don’t have to. Forget it.”
 
“Luke…” Guy said carefully. He was frowning at him again.
 
“No, really,” Luke assured him. To prevent any further discussion, he slid
Guy’s cock back into his mouth and sucked. Guy groaned something that might
have been Luke’s name or an expletive or some combination and let the matter
drop.
 
Eager to show Guy that he was as accomplished as he claimed to be, Luke relaxed
his jaw, breathed slowly through his nose, and took Guy’s entire cock into his
mouth. Guy was clutching the sheets so tightly he was sure he must have ripped
them.
 
“Fuck!” Guy shouted involuntarily but quickly slapped his hand over his mouth
to stifle the noise. He stuffed part of his fist in his mouth and bit down to
keep himself from yelling out again. Luke hummed smugly around Guy’s cock,
sliding his lips from the tip to the base and back again. Spit and precum were
dripping down his chin, but he had long since grown used to the discomfort
shoving something down his own throat. Luke even liked the stretched, full
feeling in his mouth.
 
“Luke,” Guy gasped, fist now pressed just above his upper lip. “Luke, hold on.
S-stop for a second.”
 
Luke pulled off of his cock and wiped his chin. “Did I do something wrong?” he
asked, sounding hurt.
 
“No, not at all,” Guy assured him quickly. “That was… pretty amazing. I just,
if you hadn’t stopped I would have… and it would be over.”
 
“Oh,” said Luke, suddenly understanding. “You want to put it in me first.”
 
“No! I mean- if that’s what you want to do. I just…” Guy stumbled over his
words. Luke ignored him, pulling his black shirt over his head as he stood up.
 
“I’ll go get it,” Luke told him. He tossed his shirt to the side as padded
across the room.
 
“Get what?” Guy asked, watching him in confusion. Luke was opening and closing
drawers of his dresser, rummaging through each. He pulled a bottle out of one
of the drawers and shut it behind him.
 
“This,” Luke answered, showing him. He walked back over to Guy and pressed the
bottle into his hand. It was a half empty container of lubricant. Guy felt sick
to his stomach. Van must have given this to Luke. The bottle served as another
reminder of everything Guy hadn’t seen; hadn’t saved Luke from.
 
Luke missed the torment look on Guy’s face. He had slipped off his shoes and
then pants, before crawling onto the bed behind Guy. “How do you want me?” Luke
asked.
 
“What?” Guy twisted around to face him.
 
“Like, do you want me on my back or my side or on my hands and knees or sitting
in your lap or-“
 
“It doesn’t matter,” Guy cut him off. “Uh, on your back, I guess,” he amended
after seeing the disappointed look on Luke’s face. Luke smiled and settled
himself on his back. Guy leaned over and picked up a pillow that had fallen off
of the bed.
 
“Here,” he said, handing it to Luke. “Put this under your lower back.” Luke sat
up on his elbows and raised an eyebrow at him. “It’ll be more comfortable.
Trust me.” Luke shrugged and did as he was told.
 
Guy settled himself between Luke’s parted legs, trying not to think about how
Luke had become so familiar with the mechanics of sex but understood so little
about it. The bottle made a clicking noise as he flipped it open and Guy poured
some of it into his hand.
 
“Tell me if you get uncomfortable or want to stop,” Guy told him, rubbing his
hands together. Luke nodded but didn’t try to sit up. His eyes were closed. He
had expected Guy to start stretching him out immediately so he was surprised to
feel Guy’s slick hand wrap around his erection. His eyes flew back open and he
breathed in sharply.
 
“Is it good?” Guy asked, meeting Luke’s eyes.
 
“Y-Yeah,” Luke answered breathlessly. He felt his legs tremble as his muscles
tightened. Guy continued to pump his cock. The warm callouses on Guy’s hand
felt nice on his sensitive skin. He almost didn’t notice when Guy slid a
slender finger inside him.
 
Without warning, Van shoved two thick fingers inside him. It hurt, but Luke
could handle it. He wasn’t a baby. He forced his lips to stay together so no
sound could escape.
 
“Are you alright?” Van asked.
 
Luke’s jaw was still clenched, so he just nodded. He was on his hands and knees
on his bed, his teacher kneeling behind him. The two fingers were sliding in
and out of his ass, stretching him open. He could feel some of the excess
lubricant dripping down his leg.
 
“Push back against my fingers,” Van ordered him. Luke nodded and moved his hips
so he was pushing back as Van forced his fingers into him. The two of them got
into a steady rhythm. Luke was beginning to adjust to the feeling of his
teacher’s fingers inside him when Van spread his fingers in a scissoring
motion.
 
“Ah!” Luke gasped. He twisted his fingers in the sheets beneath him. Van
ignored his outburst and continued moving his fingers. Luke felt tears pricking
at the corners of his eyes but kept moving his hips. Suddenly, Van withdrew his
fingers. Luke could hear the bottle click open and then something press against
his entrance.
 
“Now, Luke,” Van said in a low voice, “I need you to relax.” Luke did his best
to release all the tension in his muscles, but it still hurt when Van finally
thrust into him.
 
Luke was making small moaning noises as Guy continued sliding his fingers in
and out of him. Guy was going painstakingly slowly, making sure Luke wouldn’t
be in any pain.
 
“That’s enough,” Luke panted. “I’m not going to break. Just put it in already.”
 
Guy laughed at him, but pulled his fingers out. “You’re so impatient,” Guy
chastised as he spread more lube onto his cock. Luke huffed in annoyance and
sat up on his elbows. Guy laughed again.
 
“You’re sure you want to do this?” Guy asked, hesitating. Luke sighed in
exasperation. Instead of answering, he reached for Guy’s cock and guided it to
his entrance. He looked Guy in the eye, and Guy was overwhelmed by a warm,
heavy feeling in his chest.  
 
“Please.”
 
Guy nodded and pushed in. Luke let himself fall back onto the bed. It barely
hurt. He could feel the stretch as more of Guy’s cock entered him, but it
wasn’t pain. He felt Guy’s hand brush against his, and he grabbed onto it.
They’re fingers linked together.
 
When he was fully inside, Guy leaned over Luke. The hand holding himself up was
just next to Luke’s head. “Good?” he asked. Luke smiled.
 
“Good.”
 
“Good,” Van groaned. “You’re so good, Luke.”
 
Luke felt a warmness in his chest at his teacher’s praise. Van was kneeling
behind him, thrusting into him. One hand held Luke steady at the hip, and the
other was splayed on Luke’s back. Luke tried to move his hips in rhythm with
Van, but he was almost dizzy from all the different sensations he was
experiencing: the ache in his ass, the heat of his teacher’s hand, the cool
sheets mangled under his fingers.
 
Then Van slowed to a stop and pulled out. Why had he stopped? Luke knew Van
hadn’t finished because he didn’t feel anything dripping out of him.
 
“Did I do something wrong?” Luke asked worriedly, looking back over his
shoulder.
 
Van smiled reassuringly at him. “Of course not. But I’d like to try something.”
He moved over to the edge of the bed and swung his legs over the side. “Come
sit on my lap facing me,” he instructed.
 
Luke was confused, but he did what his teacher told him to. Van pulled him up
to his knees and held his hips to steady him. He guided his cock back to Luke’s
entrance.
 
“Now I want you to sit back down with me inside you.”
 
Luke felt a little nervous. They’d never done this before, but it couldn’t be
that different. Right? He took a deep breath and slowly lowered himself down
onto his teacher’s lap until Van was completely inside him.
 
“This feels… weird,” Luke breathed. Van chuckled.
 
“Not bad, I hope.”
 
“No, it’s just… just different, I guess,” Luke assured him. “It feels deeper, I
think.”
 
This seemed to please Van. He ran his fingers through Luke’s hair and pushed it
over his shoulders. Then Van began running his hands up and down Luke’s sides.
 
“When we’re like this, you’re going to have to be the one moving,” Van told
him. “It’s easy. Just move your body up and down.”
 
Luke nodded. He put his hands on Van’s shoulders for balance and pushed himself
up until he was up on his knees again. His thighs were trembling with the
effort of holding him up. Then, in one swift movement, he forced himself all
the way back down onto Van’s cock.
 
It hurt a lot more than he thought it would. Luke could feel himself being
stretched in ways he wasn’t quite used to, and the discomfort he had been
feeling was blooming into pain. However, Luke must have surprised Van because
he let out a loud, long groan. It was the most expressive he had been since he
had started this training with Luke. The pain in his ass felt minimal compared
to the pride of making his teacher happy.
 
“Was that good?” Luke asked, beaming.
 
“You’re doing very well, Luke,” Van told him, smiling back. Luke found a steady
rhythm, lifting himself up and down. The pain had dulled and Luke was almost
enjoying the sensation of being filled this way. Then Van took hold of his
cock, and Luke saw stars. His moving faltered, and he gasped, but he knew he
wasn’t supposed to stop. He continued bouncing up and down in Van’s lap,
gripping Van’s shoulders firmly and his eyes shut tight.
 
“I want to hear you, Luke,” Van breathed into his ear, his large hand still
pumping Luke’s hardening cock. “Tell me that you want this.”
 
“Yes, Master! Please! Please!” Luke gasped. He let himself moan loudly as he
ground into Van’s lap. “I want you! Please!”
 
“Now open your eyes,” Van ordered. “I want to see your face.” Luke let his eyes
flutter open and he caught Van’s gaze. As composed as he sounded, Van’s face
was flushed and his breathing was ragged. It made Luke feel light headed. He
could feel Van’s hand on his cock, Van’s cock in his ass, Van’s warm breath
against his damp skin. Everything came together and threatened to overwhelm
him.
 
“Master Van!”
 
Luke and Guy both froze. The only sound in the room was their heavy breathing.
Guy felt the muscles in Luke’s tighten from where they were wrapped around his
back. Luke looked pale and started stammering an apology.
 
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean-“
 
“Luke, it’s okay-“
 
 “No, I- I just, I wasn’t-“
 
“Luke, stop-“
 
“I didn’t mean to- I didn’t-“
 
“Luke, you’re crying. Please calm down.”
 
Luke fell silent. He reached a hand up to his face and felt tears staining his
cheeks. Why was he crying? He messed up. Guy is the one who should be upset.
 
Guy cupped one of his cheeks and wiped away a tear with his thumb. “I’m not
mad. Luke, talk to me. I’m worried.”
 
That set Luke off and he started sobbing quietly.
 
“I think it’s time to stop,” Guy sighed.
 
“No!” Luke cried and wrapped his legs tighter around Guy’s back. “I mean, it’s
not a big deal.”
 
“Luke, we’re not going to have sex while you’re crying.”
 
Luke hastily wiped the tears from his face. “I’m fine now. It’s stupid. I don’t
know why I got upset.”
 
Guy frowned at him. This was a conversation he would really rather have had
when his dick wasn’t up Luke’s ass. However, he knew that Luke wasn’t in a very
stable state of mind right then and fighting him on the issue would only make
it worse. He sighed and pressed a kiss to Luke’s forehead.
 
Luke turned his head to face away from Guy. “I just miss him, you know? Not who
he actually was, but who I thought he was. He was the most important person in
the world to me for so long. I really loved him. I know it’s stupid, but I
still can’t hate him.”
 
“Hey.” Guy turned Luke’s face gently so he could look him in the eye. “It’s not
stupid. Van made you completely dependent on him and then betrayed you. It’s
understandable that you would still care about him, even after all he did. I
just don’t want to lose you to someone who was never really there.”
 
“Are you going to be okay for now?” Guy asked, smiling at him. Luke nodded
weakly. “Good.”
 
“Will you kiss me?” Luke asked softly.
 
“Always,” Guy said and immediately regretted it because wow, that was cheesy.
Luke seemed to appreciate it though, so he dipped his head down to capture
Luke’s lips in a kiss.
 
Luke immediately wrapped his arms around Guy and pulled him close. As the kiss
deepened, Guy remembered that, hey, his dick was still in Luke’s ass. Luke had
loosened his hold enough that Guy could pull out and thrust experimentally back
in. Luke moaned into his mouth.
 
“You sure you don’t want to stop,” Guy said between Luke’s assaults on his
mouth. Luke answered by tightening around him and he got the hint. He reached
between them to grasp Luke’s cock and Luke bit Guy’s bottom lip, in surprise or
appreciation, Guy wasn’t sure. He jerked Luke off in time with the movement of
his hips.  
 
Luke wasn’t kissing him anymore but his fingers in Guy’s hair kept their faces
close together. “Guy. Guy. Please, Guy,” Luke panted, like a mantra. He leaned
up to nip at Guy’s neck, biting and kissing and licking. “Guy. Guy. Guy.”
 
“Shit, Luke,” Guy groaned. He should have been worried about how he would
explain the bruises that would be clearly visible above his collar tomorrow,
but at the moment he didn’t care. He just kept thrusting into Luke.
 
When Luke finally panted, “Guy, please, I’m so close,” Guy quickened his pace
and crashed his lips against Luke’s. He felt Luke’s grip on his hair tighten
and his nails dig into Guy’s shoulder. Luke pulled Guy in closer with his legs,
wanting to be as connected to Guy as possible. He moaned Guy’s name into his
mouth as he came.
 
Luke clenched tightly around his cock as he orgasmed. Semen spurted onto Luke’s
stomach, but smeared onto Guy’s skin too as they moved together.
 
Guy knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. His thrusts grew erratic. “Luke,
I’m going to cum,” he groaned. He moved to pull out, but Luke kept his legs
wrapped tightly around him. He removed his hand from Luke’s softening cock and
tried to untangle his legs. Luke, suddenly terrified that Guy was trying to
leave, pulled him even closer, wrapping both his arms around Guy’s neck.
 
“Luke,” Guy panted urgently, but Luke wouldn’t budge. Luke needed Guy to be
close to him, to be touching him. Then everything became too much and Guy gave
one final thrust, coming inside Luke.
 
The two of them stayed like that for a few moments.
 
“You’re going to have to let me go,” Guy said eventually. Luke begrudgingly
released him, and Guy pulled out.
 
“Did you want me to cum inside you?” Guy asked, helping Luke sit up on the bed.
“I tried to pull out, but you didn’t let me.”
 
“Oh,” Luke said, looking uncertain. “I guess. Master Van always finished inside
me.”
 
 Guy frowned at that. Every time Luke mentioned Van would be worse now. So much
of Luke’s life had been tainted by Van’s influence. Guy wanted to let Luke know
that he was sorry, that he wished he could have protected him, that he would
help him recover and move past this. However, he knew whatever he said now
would only make the situation worse, so he just pulled Luke into a firm hug.
Luke tensed up, but quickly relaxed into his arms
 
“I love you, Luke.”
 
There was a pause.
 
“I love you too, Guy.”
 
Guy kissed the top of his head and let him go. “We should probably clean up,”
Guy said. Luke groaned theatrically and fell back onto his bed.
 
“I’m tired,” he mumbled. Guy swatted at his knee.
 
“At least go wash up,” Guy ordered. “You’re pretty gross right now.”
 
Guy was right. Luke was covered in sweat and cum. There were still tears dried
on his face. Luke sighed, but sat up, got off the bed, and walked over to his
bathroom. While Luke was gone, Guy stripped the filthy sheet off of Luke’s bed
and collected all of the clothing that had been thrown around the room. He set
the bundle next to him and sat on the floor against Luke’s bed.
 
Things were going to have to change now. Guy would probably have to tell
someone about Luke’s relationship with Van. Luke clearly had issues about it,
and Guy knew he couldn’t provide all the help he needed. It might break Luke’s
trust and ruin whatever unstable relationship they had just gotten themselves
in, but it had to be done. In the morning, he would have to figure out what to
do about this, along with everything else about Asch and the replicas and
Lorelei.
 
But right now, he leaned back into the bed, listening to the sounds of running
water from the other room. Luke was safe, and they were together. For now, that
was enough.  
   
End Notes
     This was supposed to just be porn but then it got a plot and it
     turned sad and I kinda lost control of it. The titular regret is my
     own. Oops.
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