Broken ( Rance / Valerii ) NC-17

[Valerii]

Valerii rested his eyes on his brother, Jermija. He licked his dry lips and cleared his throat. When he felt his brother poke his side he frowned and glared at him from behind his sunglasses. Valerii brought his cigarette to his lips and took a drag, keeping his eyes on his blonde brother. The boy was dressed in casual clothing instead of the usual business suits they always wore. It made Valerii smile somewhat to see how young his brother looked in jeans and a tight orange shirt, the innocence that lay over him when he looked like so many other’s in the city. A business suit changed it all, changed both of them in heartless bastards.

“You will like it, Valerii.” Jermija decided with a Russian accent. It was something the both of them seemed to share, given to them by their Russian father. He smiled and poked Valerii’s side once again, brushing his finger over the dark fabric of Valerii’s shirt.

Valerii shrugged and parted his lips slightly. “Perhaps, Jermija.” He muttered and cleared his throat. He averted his gaze and looked out of window. The streets passed and in the back of his mind he could hear Jermija talking about a new club he really wanted to go to.

“There it is!” Jermija cried out and pointed out the club.

Valerii sighed and watched the crowd of people that were standing in front of the club. “It seems very...busy.” The blonde said and parked his car on the other side of the street.

“Of course, it is a good club.” Jermija rolled his eyes and quickly got up. He ran to the other side of the car and started to pull Valerii out of the car. When the man glared at him he chuckled and rolled his eyes. “That look does not work on me, Valerii, you know that.”

“I do.” Valerii muttered and closed the car door. He took another drag of his cigarette and followed his brother, knowing that there was no other option.

After Jermija argued some with the bouncer’s in front of the club they were quickly led inside. The smoke quickly filled Valerii’s lungs and the crowd of dancing people made him smirk. He let his eyes wander over the crowd until they rested upon a young boy. Valerii took of his sunglasses and pushed them into his pocket.

Jermija looked at his brother and chuckled. “You like?” He asked and looked around. “Let’s see who can take someone home tonight?”

Valerii smirked and titled his head to the side, crossing his arms in front of himself. “Hn...are you challenging me, dear brother.”

“Don’t I always.” Jermija grinned and walked away.

Valerii sighed and started to make it’s way towards the boy who was dancing with a couple of men. He let his hands fall back to his side and smirked when he saw someone trying to pull the boy closer. The blonde licked his lips and took another drag of his cigarette, joining the crowd.

[Rance]

Rance was just about fed up with all these horny men. They just couldn't decide who got to fuck him first. And to think, only a few hours earlier he had been at his friends house, cigarette in his mouth and telling his only true friend's little brother (his friend's name was Aaron, while his little brother's was Patrick) that he shouldn't have anonymous sex. And that he shouldn't do drugs, or sniff markers - no matter how good they smelled. And a few more hours before that, his mother apologized again and again, because she couldn't afford to get him drug money. He had told her not to worry; he was visiting one of his 'fuck buddies', and they always gave him something or another. She had sighed and just gave him a packet of gum to hold him off (it always seemed to work in place of cigs when nothing else was available).

He was glad that he didn't have to see any of his teachers tonight; he only took a test in Ezekiel's class, and he would go over Sunday night to get the correct answers, and give his teacher something a bit more pleasing. But all is fair in lust and war, no? He just grinned as a hand brushed his thigh, and then another pressed against his ass, their index finger applying pressure to where they believed his entrance was, and rubbed him through his jeans. This guy meant business. Rance popped a piece of gum in his mouth (as he had already run out of the half-pack of cigarettes Aaron gave him) and grabbed the person's hand. 'Hm,' he thought, eyeing the man. He looked like he was in his mid-thirties, and had was quite the lard-bucket... to put it nicely. The seventeen year-old shrugged; he had done fat guys in their sixties, so it was no big deal. As long as he bought him all the drinks he needed to forget ever having slept with the pig, he would go with him. But another guy pulled him away, and Rance got fed up. "If you can't make up your fucking minds on who's gonna screw me first, then no one's gonna," he said, pulling away from the other man (who was more attractive than the lardo, but noticeably older).

Rance stormed toward the bar and took a seat, chatting with the bartender as the man made him his favorite drink. Hell, it may have been illegal to serve minors, but the guy knew Rance, and he knew that he'd find some way to get what he wanted, whether it be by bribing or by having someone try and win him over. "So kid," the man behind the bar said, handing Rance his drink, "Whatcha been up to? No good? I'll bet my money on that." The boy just smiled, taking a drink. He reached into his pocket and remembered that his mother hadn't given him any money.

"Aw, damn, Earl," he said, using the man's nickname, "My mom didn't pay me today. Put it on a tab or somethin'." The bartender just laughed and shook his head.

"Nah, boy," he said, "It's on the house."

"You mean you don't want to take a ride?" Rance said playfully, looking sarcastically sad.

"Boy, don't even go there with me. I've got better standards than to have my way with a minor just because I paid for his drink. I'd have to take you out to dinner as well!" Earl laughed, winking. "And don't go gettin' mixed up in them gangs either, boy. You 'member what happened to Roy."

Earl had worked at a different club when he met Rance, and then got a better job at this one. That was basically how the teen had been able to sneak in the club. Earl was a lot like Rance's father figure, as he was the one guy he knew well (besides Aaron and Patrick, of course) that hadn't wanted to take him, and hadn't ever asked Rance if he'd give him a ride. In fact, he only made sarcastic verbal advances on the teen.

The boy shrugged as he finished off his drink. "Aw, Earl. A bad boy is good every once in a while. Leaves me on the edge of my seat."

"And maybe at the end of a gun. Boy, all I got to say is don't you get involved with them kinda people. They can get pretty damn crazy, 'specially when it comes to a sweet little thing like you."

"Sweet? I know you meant sour...or bitter. Something like that. Anyway, I'm going to head back out and see if there's a good-looking guy out there, or maybe a hot chick. See ya," the boy said, standing from where he was, only to be pushed back into his seat roughly. It was the lardo and the older guy. Kill joys.

A minute or so later, he had learned that the two had come to an agreement - a threesome. A rather strange one, at that. They wanted Rance on all fours, with one person in front of him and the other behind. He didn't know if he wanted to agree on that. He sat in thought and shrugged. "I don't know," he said as he picked up an ice cube from his downed drink, "Seems to me like a sucky idea. I mean, I'm all for being ridden like a horse, but two things at once can leave bite marks on places that I'd rather not have them." The two men grumbled and went off to go form a new plan. Geez, tonight was a really bad night. A geezer and a lardo. Greeeat.

[Valerii]

Valerii pressed himself against the boys back, smirking and leaning his head onto the boy's chin. After a while a tired sigh left his lips and he lit another cig, getting partly annoyed by the boring boy in front of him. He cleared his throat and let his fingers brush over the boy's neck. The pale skin made him smirk and he pressed his lips against it. The boy smelled like vanilla and tasted salty.

"Valerii...."

The blonde man looked up and frowned when he saw his brother standing in front of them. "Yes?" The man asked and started to push the boy away, receiving a annoyed 'hey' from the small boy. "Go..." He muttered and pushed the boy farther away.

Jermija couldn't help but laugh and followed the boy with his eyes. "What, you do not like him?"

Valerii shrugged. "He is just a boy, how good can he be..." The man said and let his eyes rest upon his brother. The emotionless stare made Jermija shift uncomfortably.

"Want a drink?" Jermija asked and turned to look at the bar, pointing towards a boy who was sitting there. "I think I am going to try and get him tonight." He explained.

Valerii followed his brother's gaze and smirked when he saw a young boy sitting there, talking to two guys who were much older then him. "The boy, or the fat pedophile?"

"The boy of course." Jermija smirked and started walkin towards his new prey.

Valerii watched the boy for a while and shook his head in amusement. For a second he felt regret, wondering why he had not seen the boy before his brother had. The blonde took a drag of his cigarette once again and played with it between his slightly parted lips, rolling it around with the tip of his tongue.

Valerii smirked, his mind filling with a thought. He knew that the first rule was not to go after the same guys but then again... Valerii was never one to play by the rules ... With that thought Valerii started to walk after his brother.

[Rance]

Earnest (or, until now, Earl) leaned over the bar, an empty glass in one hand and the other hand cupped at the side of his mouth. It looked as if he was about to share a secret with the seventeen year-old, so Rance leaned forward also. "Don't look now," the man said, and the boy jerked his head backward to look, but couldn't see anything wrong, "But here comes trouble. Or maybe I dunno, that one seems fair enough."

Rance looked to his left, then to his right. He still couldn't spot anyone. "Where? I wanna see!" he whined. Earl shook his head and turned around to put the empty glass up and fill a customer's glass. Rance snorted.

"Boy, go find a cigarette. You're moody t'day," the man replied to his snort, and slapped a damp cloth on the countertop and idly rubbed it back and forth; it alwasy made him feel like one of those therapist bartenders in the movies, that always had those nice white rags and clean countertops, no matter how many times drunk guys threw up on them.

"I already told you that Mom didn't give me any money! I've already finished the half pack that Aaron gave me," he stated, chewing even more on his now-bland gum, "So... you gonna get me another drink? Huh partner?" He smiled sweetly, and Earl put down another drink.

"Just 'amember what I said about those gang people," he nodded sagely as Rance gave him a thumbs-up and downed it all in one gulp. "But you never do, do you?" The boy shook his head and smiled, fingering the glass cup. Hopefully the 'trouble' that Earl talked about was hot. It would suck if they weren't.

[Valerii]

Valerii watched in silence as Jermija spoke to the young boy. He sat down a little away, giving Jermija all the space he needed, and ordered a drink, never looking away from his brother. He smirked when he saw Jermija rubbing the back of his head.

Once again Valerii took time to wonder why the two of them were so different. His brother Jermija, looked much more like their father with charming sky blue eyes and golden blonde curls. The somehow charming childisch face that his brother had made most think of him like a sweet and innocent young man all though he certainly wasn't. He on the other hand looked much more like the one who gave them birth, Dewii.

Valerii laughed again, remembering what people used to think of them when they were younger: the beautiful angelic boy and the fighting problem child. How wrong people had been then, both certainly had been problem children.

Jermija on the other hand did not laugh, he looked at the boy in front of him and rubbed the back of his neck. "Hello," He started, grinning down at the boy.

Valerii licked his lips, titling his head to the side, knowing exactly what his brother was saying to the boy, it was something that the twins had alway shared. They knew each other inside out, which could cause problems when one of the two was lying or angry. A tired sigh escaped his lips and he heard a voice beside him, the voice made Valerii snap out of his relaxed and quiet state. He turned to look at the man and found the other looking at him with hungry eyes. "Yes?" He asked, annoyed.

"Would you like a drink?"

Valerii's eyes lit up and he smirked. He raised his hand and pointed towards his brother. "Ask him..." He lazily replied and let his hand fall back to his side when he noticed the man knew who he was speaking off.

"Why?"

The blonde started laughing. "Because I am not interested." He watched the man and stared to get very annoyed when the man didn't leave soon enough. Valerii glared at the man, his dark eyes resting on the waiting man. When the man finally did leave he couldn't help but laugh, somewhat regretting his words as he saw the raven haired man walking over to Jermija.

When the man started to walk with Jermija he rolled his eyes, seeing the visible annoyance on his brother's face who gave him a quick glance. Within mere seconds Jermija knew it was Valerii's fault the ugly man was speaking with him and he growled a little, glaring once again at his brother who was only laughing.

"Hey, mr. bartender..." Valerii watched the man behind the bar and when he had his attention he pointed towards the boy. "Offer him a drink from me..." He said and a smile tugged at the corners of his pale pink lips.

Valerii sighed and shook his head to himself. Since his brother was busy speaking he couldn't leave the pretty boy unattended.

[Rance]

"Rance," Earl said, setting another drink in front of the boy (who looked bewildered; he hadn't ordered a drink), "Chin up, hair straight, trouble's seen you, son." He laughed through his nose at Rance's 'What the FUCK are you talking about?' expression and jabbed his thumb in the direction of Valerii.

Now, the man who had been hitting on him was quite the looker, but this... 'trouble', as Earl had so gracefully called him... he was just plain sexy. "Whoa, Earl, you sure that's the guy? Not a fat perv? Not a sixties dude?" the boy said, smiling delightedly. Tonight was going to be a good one after all.

Earl laughed and patted his head. "I'm sure, dude, I'm sure. I gotta keep up with who owes me money and all, y'know." Rance stuck his tongue out at the man, which Earl had grown to think of the 'don't be a smart ass' sign.

The bartender walked back over to Valerii, arching his brows and leaning on the counter. "Well," he started, nodding in Rance's direction, "I can already tell you he's interested. Just thought you'd like to know."

[Valerii]

Valerii looked at the bartender and smirked. "Good..." He breathed his face keeping the same solid cold gaze as he had all night. He took drag from his cigarette and lethis gaze fall from the bartender to the boy once again. He took his time to really look at the boy, taking in all his features. The soft light skin made Valerii smile, wondering how the boy's skin would feel under his fingers. He wanted to know what reaction he would get if he tightened his grip in the boy's dark hair or what reaction he would get if he sucked on the boy's pierced lowerlip.

The man licked his lips slowly. "Perfect." Valerii muttered, mostly talking about the boy he had his eyes on.

"Your money." Valerii said, pulling his wallet from his backpocket and paying the man for the drinks. He shifted a little in his seat and rested his elbows on the bar, looking at the money in the dark leather wallet. He brushed his fingers over the money and pulled some out of his wallet. "Here..." He handed it to the bartender, knowing it was probably to much.

Valerii couldn't help but laugh softly when he saw Jermija glaring at the man and telling him to leave before completely ignoring him and turning to look at the boy again. When Jermija opened his mouth to speak he seemed to notice the drink in the boy's hands and it made him close and open his mouth a couple of times. When he turned to look at Valerii the dark blonde knew that he was caught.

Valerii licked his lips and pushed himself up. He brushed some wrinkles out of his black shirt and rubbed the back of his neck, a habit which he seemed to share with his brother. He kept his eyes on the boy until he looked at him and then smiled charmingly and looked at the crowd of dancing people, after looking at the boy once again and titling his head towards the floor making it clear he wanted to boy to follow him there, then he started to walk towards the crowd.

Jermija frowned looking at the boy, when he noticed his brother staring at the one in front of him he knew that he would have to do something drastic of Valerii was once again going to get everything. "Would you like to come with me?" Jermija tried, knowing that it would probably be a lost cause. Sadly enough when someone met the slightly older one of the twins they were sold.

[Rance]

"Well, uh," he muttered. Damn it all to Hell! The guy next to him seemed pretty nice, but the guy over there was hot... Then he found a way out of his little predicament. "He asked first."

Well... he did. He shrugged and offered the man a small smile, getting out of his seat as he walked over to Valerii. He was nervous, but he didn't know why; he had never been nervous to meet someone. The last time he was nervous was when he was twelve. Which was when he lost his virginity to someone he couldn't even remember now. But he felt nervous because he was afraid this man would find some flaw in him, something that he could work into every other part of him. Rance did not like the thought of that.

"Hey," he said when he was fairly close to the man, "So. You wanna dance? You sure you were lookin' at me?" Rance smirked evilly, swallowing his gum. He could tell that tonight would be a great night.

[Valerii]

Valerii smirked and licked his lips, looking down at the boy. He took a drag of his cigarette and held out his right hand to pull the boy close to himself. Valerii leaned down, and burried his hand in the smaller one's hair, making sure to keep the cig between his fingers away.

He purposely brushed his lips over the boy's ear. "Hn...certainly." Valerii replied and let his left hand wander over the boy's spine and downwards towards his lowerback. He looked over the boy's shoulder to see his brother glaring at him.

With an amused wink Valerii seemed to anger his brother even more. The boy crossed his arms and looked away before walking off. He looked at the boy, still holding him close but now able to face him. He took in the features of the boy's face and let his eyes wander over the boy's lips. He brushed his thumb over the soft velvet skin.

"What is your name?" Valerii asked softly, drawing his hand back and taking a drag of his cigarette before offering it to the small teenager in front of him. Or at least Valerii thought he was a teenanger, the boy did not look a day over eighteen.

Valerii could feel the fabric of the boy's pants underneath his left hand and moved his hand to dip a pair of fingers underneath it, meeting warm skin. When the boy took the cigarette, Valerii used his other hand to rest on the dark blonde's hip, making sure the other didn't have very much space to move away from him, making them rub against each other almost constantly.

[Rance]

Rance took a long drag of the cigarette, smiling seductively as he shifted his weight from one leg to the other, causing even more friction. He was purposely waiting to tell his name, and he took another drag of the cancer stick before standing a little on his toes. He pressed his mouth to Valerii's ear, and wrapped an arm around his neck, "Rance. And yours?" He stood back on his heels, and now had his hand on the back of the man's neck.

Rance was a sucker for little 'touching teasers', which was what he consider that dip of fingers under his pants. His heart sped up and he got a little jolt of how it felt to be high. Only a day without some drugs and he was starting to get pleasure highs from simple touches. He didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing with this man. He decided on it being quite a good thing, and took another drag of the cigarette.

[Valerii]

Valerii smirked, watching the boy in front of him with amusement. The hot breath of Rance close to his ear had made him close his eyes and tighten his grip on the boy's hip. When Rance stepped back, with his thin arms still wrapped around Valerii's neck he moved both his hands so that they were resting on the dark blonde's ass.

Valerii smirked down at the boy, keeping his eyes on Rance's lips as he took a drag from the cigarette. The simple movement made Valerii lick his own lips and he wondered how it would feel to lick the boy's lips.

The man leaned forward, brushing his lips over the side of Rance's lips, barely touching. "Valerii..." He muttered and leaned back, looking down at the boy.

When Valerii noticed his own brother again he smirked and lifted one of his hands to brush the palm over the right side of Rance's face. "Beautiful..." He whispered, keeping his eyes on the boy's.

After a while he leaned down and whispered a question in Rance's ear: "If I asked you to come with me then would you?" He asked softly and continued, explaining precisely what was going to happen if Rance agreed to come with him. "Knowing that I am going to take you back to my home... where I will take you up to my room and fuck you until all you want to do is moan my name?"

To make himself clear he used his left hand to brush over the fabric hiding Rance's ass and pushing against it where he would find the boy's opening if they had been naked. He let his other hand fall back to Rance's lower back and dipped his fingers underneath the fabric, enjoying the warm skin underneath his cold fingers. He pulled Rance as close as possible, looking down into the other's eyes.

[Rance]

Rance grinned like a young school boy, gasping slightly at the contact. Valerii got his answer very soon, as the teen licked his lips and said, "That idea is fucking sexy. And you probably know it, but I'm really turned on right now..." He brought his hips forward a little, and ground his crotch into Valerii's slowly, teasing him.

He began rubbing the back of the older's neck and said, "Besides, all I want to do now is moan your name. I don't think you'll have to fuck me all that long." As he talked, a question formed in his mind. Whether Valerii said yes or no wouldn't matter, though. Rance would still offer his sweet ass to the man. "Do you have any kinks or fetishes?" the boy asked, taking another drag of the cigarette that had almost burned away into nothing as they talked.

[Valerii]

Valerii smirked and stepped a little away from the boy but keeping the boy’s hand in his own, he looked Rance up and down, taking in the sight of the younger one and smirked before pulling Rance towards him and leaned down to brush his lips over the skin of the boy’s neck.

Valerii rested his hand around Rance’s neck, titling it to the side somewhat so that he could easily reach the skin of Rance’s neck. He sucked on the soft skin before and then bit it softly. When he pulled away and saw the red skin he smirked and pressed his lips against it to softly brush over the reddish skin.

“I’m a good boy.” Valerii chuckled and leaned back to look at Rance. “Even though tying you up and fucking you while you are helpless seems very tempting...” He decided. “I will be a good boy.”

[Rance]

Rance gasped as he felt the man's teeth on his neck, and then his lips. He moaned softly, and removed his hand from Valerii's neck, trailing it down his chest and stopping at his pants. He moved it down a bit more and grabbed the man's crotch, massaging it slowly. He stopped the motion quickly enough and instead stuck his hand in the other's pocket.

"You're not going to be a good boy for long. And heads up, I'm illegal ass," he mentioned, rubbing himself against the man, "But illegal is all the better. Am I right, or am I right? Now take me home and fuck me." He almost pleaded the last bit. He wanted to get to Valerii's house so horribly it almost hurt. "And if you don't get me home soon," he said, smiling as he arched an eyebrow, "I'm going to hump you in public. I've done it before and I'll do it again." And he wasn't lying.

[Valerii]

“Hm...so you really are just a boy then...” Valerii whispered, more to himself then to Rance. He licked his lips and started to pull Rance with him back towards the bar where his brother was still waiting. Jermija did not look happy but Valerii needed to take the other with him since they had shared a car tonight; Valerii’s car but still...he could not leave his brother to take care of himself. It was something close to brotherly-love, sadly enough.

Valerii looked over his shoulder and smiled at Rance. “I do hope you do not mind I have to get my brother home first...” The dark blonde suddenly stopped and turned around, facing Rance. He pulled the smaller one close to himself so the other would hear his voice over the loud music in the background. “But to make that up to you I will fuck you in the car and once again when we get to my place...if you are still up for it then...”

“Ass hole...” Jermija muttered when Valerii and Rance reached him.

Valerii chuckled and let go of Rance’s hand, bringing it to Jermija’s cheek and cupping them both in his hands. “My dearest brother... will you forgive me?” He tried sarcastically but Jermija pushed his hands away. Valerii turned around again and mentioned for Rance to come with them.

The tallest twin kept his attention on Rance, wrapping his arm around the boy’s waist to keep him as close as possible. The glares that Jermija kept throwing towards them didn’t bother him. He brushed his lips over Rance’s ear once again and laughed softly when he heard a groan coming from Jermija.

When they reached the expensive silver car Valerii threw his keys towards Jermija. “You drive.” He muttered and held the car door open for Rance. He turned to Jermija and smiled, pulling the man close and whispering in his brother’s ear. “So I guess we both know who it is that won the challenge, don’t we...”