Tags and Trigger warnings: Emetophilia, vomiting, force-feeding/overstuffing, Heavy non-con, Adam being a creep, restraints, all hurt no comfort, angst and feels.

Summary:  Adam could care less about Reki, he has no interest in him. Although when the boy turns up on his doorstep fearful and ready to bargain Adam finds a small use for him, as a temporary plaything.

Posted to Ao3: May 30th 2021

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Reki was desperate, between the nightmares of Langa meeting the same fate as him, or just the nightmares in general, that was probably why he found himself standing outside of Adam's mansion in the backyard.

Truthfully he was surprised that they even let him up here, but one of the people who he assumed was Adam's secretary had allowed him in and now stood beside him as he and Reki stood next to an empty pool.

"Mr. Ainosuke is a very busy man, however perhaps you would be able to help him come to terms with this misplaced affection," the secretary muttered as he unlocked the back door.

"Misplaced affection? You mean with Langa?" Reki asked as he followed after the man.

He'd never been inside of a mansion before, and while it had seemed enormous outside he still hadn't been prepared for just how big the inside was as well. The halls were long with many turns almost like a maze, Reki was sure that if the man wasn't leading him then he would've gotten lost by the first turn.

The man gave a soft hum as they stopped before a door. "It is not my place to speak of such things. However, I do hope that you can provide a little light for him at the end of the tunnel," the man told him.

"I'm just here to get him to not race against Langa, I'll do anything," Reki muttered, his gaze going to the floor. He hadn't even had the chance to speak with Adam yet, or rather Ainosuke and already he was at the end of his rope.

The man said nothing, only giving another soft hum as he raised his hand and knocked on the door before them twice while Reki nervously shuffled in place, his eyes darting around the hallway.

"Come in!" A voice called out, one that Reki immediately recognized as Adam's voice.

Static seemed to fill his ears as he slowly followed after the secretary, his gaze remaining on the floor. It is only when he hears a soft chuckling does Reki lookup.

Ainosuke looks a lot more composed or rather more neatly put together than his persona of Adam. He's sitting at the head of a long dining room table with a large amount of food laid out before him, he's wearing what looks like an incredibly expensive suit, his blue hair slicked back and not a single strand out of place.

Reki freezes almost immediately, any words he'd been about to say vanish as Adam grins up at him like a shark.

"Mr. Ainosuke sir, you have a guest. This young man wishes to speak with you. He says it's quite important," the secretary said as he bowed.

Immediately Adam's eyes snap towards the man, his grin disappearing in an instant. "Ah, yes, I am well aware. Tell the little thing I have nothing to say to him, he's spoiling my evening in fact."

If Reki was not as terrified as he was he might've felt angry, insulted. Instead, he takes a deep breath his eyes darting away as he finds the slight courage to speak.

"It's about Langa," he said and froze up once again, his words failing him when Adam's eyes zeroed in on him.

The grin he'd been wearing when Reki walked in returned, although it seemed a bit more maniac and that combined with the look in his eyes made Reki desperately want to run away.

But he couldn't, he wouldn't . He needed to do this, Langa wouldn't listen to him about racing against Adam but maybe, just maybe Ainosuke would.

"Ah yes, Little Langa," Ainosuke said almost fondly, his tone practically making Reki's skin crawl.

Ainosuke stares at him for a moment, his eyes roving over Reki, eventually landing on his arm that's still bandaged up and the man chuckles as if it's the funniest thing he has ever seen.

Sighing he gestures to one of the nearby chairs at the dinner table. "Have a seat. Tadashi, leave us," his voice while light leaves no room for disagreement.

The secretary that had led Reki here, Tadashi straightens up from his bow, giving a swift nod before he leaves the room without even a backward glance.

The door closing behind him echoes loudly in Reki's ears. This is it, he's alone with Adam, being left to fend for himself.

Ainosuke chuckles again, a smile on his face as he looks at Reki almost expectantly. "Well, what are you waiting for? Have a seat."

Reki is silent simply looking between the chair and Ainosuke for a moment, then he slowly makes his way over his legs trembling beneath him. Every single shred of common sense he has right now is telling him to run, to just forget about this and leave while he still can.

But he doesn't listen to it. Laying a trembling hand on the back of the chair he glances up at Ainosuke briefly, the man is still staring at him, simply waiting for Reki to sit down. That maniac grin ever-present on his face.

The chair is comfortable, soft even Reki noted as he slowly sat down, his gaze focused on the empty plate sitting in front of him. Did Ainosuke plan on having more guests over? It'd make sense considering how much food is on the table, Reki highly doubted it was all for him after all.

He glances up again when Ainosuke chuckles. "Look at you, trembling like a newborn baby deer. Calm down, I won't bite."

"I doubt that," Reki huffed bitterly before he could stop himself. He knows that the man is just mocking him.

Chuckling Ainosuke shakes his head. "I have no interest in worthless objects like you. In fact, the only reason I'm speaking to you is because you said that this was about Little Langa," he told him in a matter-of-fact tone. As if he were simply speaking about the weather.

Reki winces, it hurts. Inside he'd been doubting himself, his abilities at skating especially when compared to Langa but to hear it out loud, even from someone like Adam? It definitely stings.

Taking a deep breath, Reki closes his eyes for a moment. "Stop calling him that!" He snapped, freezing when Adam's gaze turned cold.

"If you insist. Now tell me, why did you come here?" He asked Reki. His tone is measured yet cold and careful almost, like he's completely detached himself from the situation at hand.

Is he upset ? Reki wondered, struggling to smother the feeling of dread growing inside of him.

"I..." Reki begins slowly, his eyes darting around the room. Something wasn't right here, he didn't know what but something just wasn't right. "I...was wondering, hoping, that I could talk to you about your upcoming race with Langa," he continued softly. Despite Reki's eyes staring at the plate in front of him, he can feel Adam's gaze practically boring into him.

Adam chuckles, no it's more of a giggle of glee almost. "Ahhh, yes. I take it you're excited as well? He truly is magnificent isn't he."

Reki glances over at Adam but the man isn't looking at him, in fact, he seems to be staring into space, a wide smile on his face as if he's recalling a fond memory.

Swallowing hard, Reki takes a deep shuddering breath before he speaks, making sure to choose his next words with extra care. "T-that's just it," he whispers, feeling Adam's eyes snap to him once more. "I wanted to ask you...if you could please reconsider the race between you two."

Reki practically feels the temperature in the room plummet as Adam goes completely silent. Risking a glance up at him Reki sees the man staring at him, his expression is neutral but his eyes are cold as ice, distant.

"I'm...not quite sure that I heard you correctly. Would you like to repeat that?" Adam's words come out soft, his tone measured but Reki can feel every bit of the cold fury lurking beneath it.

It takes Reki a moment to speak again, pinned beneath the man's intense gaze. "I-I...I'm asking, begging you. Please, please don't race against Langa," he whispers, his voice trembling.

Adam is silent saying nothing, then he moves and Reki flinches, jumping slightly expecting the man to attack him as he had during their race. But Adam just calmly strides over to a nearby window folding his hands behind his back as he looks out of it for a few moments.

"The weather is quite nice, tonight isn't it?" He murmured and Reki scowled confused.

Was the man upset? Had he heard Reki correctly? Reki had no clue, in fact, Ainosuke's posture was almost relaxed and calm.

"The weather?" Reki whispered confusedly.

Adam gives a soft hum nodding as he adjusted the potted plant on the small end table by the window. "Yes, with this type of weather many weeds begin to grow."

"W-weeds...what?" Reki asked, frowning. The man was making no sense.

"Yes," Adam said, turning his cold gaze on Reki once more. "Worthless yet resilient things are common this time of year."

Reki flinches at Adam's words but holds the man's gaze, his resolve firm despite his dread and fear. He'd made it this far, he was here and talking to the man he just had to get him to understand and agree. "Call me whatever you want, but you can't race against Langa."

Adam bursts out laughing, the sound cold and sharp. "This is hilarious, a worthless little piece of garbage thinks he can tell me what to do," he said in between bouts of laughter. Then he just stops laughing, nearly instantly his gaze hardening. "I have no use or need for things like you. You're boring. What makes you think I would deny myself the pleasure, the nirvana of sharing the race track with my Eve because of what something like you wants?"

Gritting his teeth, Reki's frustration begins to override his fear. "I'll do anything! You can't race against Langa! You can't! I won't let you!" He yelled.

Adam goes silent simply staring at Reki for a moment or two then his gaze drops to the floor. He doesn't say anything though and for a brief moment, Reki wonders if he's somehow gotten through to the man.

A second later though Reki hears a soft click, and absolute fear and horror washes over him as something cold and metallic clamps around him, pushing him back into the chair holding him there.

Frantically Reki looks down seeing metal straps now wrapped around his chest, his arms, wrists, and ankles locking him into the chair holding him in place. Instantly he begins struggling as pure panic envelopes him.

"W-what are you? What's happening? Hey!" Reki calls out frantically.

But Adam says nothing, merely giving a soft hum as he approaches Reki's right side. Reki looks up eyes wide as the man places a small remote down on the dining table, fairly outside of arms reach. Still, even if he wanted to, and Reki one hundred percent does, it's not like he can make a grab for the thing tied down like this.

Adam gives another hum as he finally looks down at Reki, merely staring at him for a second as he takes in the tears gathering in the boy's eyes, and the way he's panting, practically hyperventilating.

Reaching out he takes Reki's face in his hands forcing the boy to look at him. Adam hums again almost thoughtfully as he brushes a thumb over Reki's lips, incredibly surprised that the boy doesn't attempt to bite him. Maybe he's still convinced he can get Adam to listen to his request. "You know, maybe I do have a use for you. Coming here was stupid, however, your resilience is surprising. I despise toys that break easily and ones that bore me even more so. Time to see what Little Langa finds so interesting about you."

Reki's eyes widen, but Adam steps back not looking at Reki as he picks up the empty plate that had been sitting in front of him. "That's Tadashi's chair, he made a mistake earlier, in front of someone important no less. I thought I'd trained the incompetence out of him by now," Adam said, his tone matter of fact as he began to fill the plate with food. Ignoring Reki's whimpering and pleading. "Then I got word that an object like you wanted to talk to me about Little Langa."

"You knew?" Reki whispered, his voice trembling and small, his eyes wide and tear-filled.

Adam nodded as he returned to Reki's side plate in hand. Placing it down in front of him Adam grinned wide and manic. "Of course, how do you think you got this far? Did you think you could just waltz up here if I didn't want you to?" He chuckled as though it were obvious. "Bold, but not incredibly bright are you?"

Reki begins struggling, even more, frustration and rage mingling with his fear as Adam picks up a nearby fork partially stabbing one of the pieces of food on the plate. He stops struggling briefly when Adam brings the fork up to his lips and looks at him almost expectantly.

Turning his head away Reki returns to struggling only to freeze when Adam reaches out tightly gripping his jaw with one hand as he stares at Reki with cold eyes as if he's looking at an insect. "I am giving you, the privilege, of trying to convince me. I know you're a dumb mongrel but you wouldn't want to waste that would you?"

Reki's eyes dart back to the piece of food then he slowly parts his lips allowing Adam to feed him the food. Reki doesn't even taste it, every nerve frayed as he stares into Adam's cold gaze noticing a slight glint buried beneath the ice.

"There we go, good boy," Adam said, patting his head. The motion is quick, practiced and Reki briefly wonders how many times he's done something like this.

"Now, what's going to happen is you're going to take Tadashi's place tonight and enjoy this lovely dinner with me. If you manage to make it through then I'll think about reconsidering my stance on listening to you regarding Little Langa," Adam told him as he brought another piece of food up to Reki's mouth.

"A-and if I don't m-make through?" Reki asked softly, forcing the words out as he chewed.

Adam pauses in the middle of bringing another piece of food to Reki's lips and regards the boy with cold empty eyes, that glint disappearing in an instant. "Giving up already? Truly? I knew you weren't worthy to stand at Langa's side."

"No!" Reki shouted firmly, frantically. "I-I was just curious," he whispered.

Adam smiles that glint in his eyes, returning once more as he feeds Reki again. "Ah yes, of course. Let's say hypothetically, you were to give up or fail. Then you leave, mission unfulfilled, as I said before I despise and have no use for toys that break easily or bore me."

"I see...I understand, " Reki whispered.

The ultimatum he'd been given might as well had not been one in the first place all things considered. Adam knew he was trapped, so Reki could do nothing but sit there and allow himself to be fed.

~~~

Reki winced unconsciously leaning away slightly as his stomach gave an angry-sounding gurgle.

He wasn't full yet but all of the food he'd eaten so far sat heavily in his stomach, causing it to start aching a bit.

"What do you think you're doing?" Adam asked as he paused in the middle of bringing the fork to Reki's lips. "Are you giving up? Already?" Adam began laughing, his voice full of mockery.

"You haven't even eaten two-fourths of what Tadashi usually does. I swear I don't know how Little Langa stands you. You seem like such a nuisance, " Adam chuckled, his eyes filled with morbid glee. As Reki's stomach growls again he briefly glances down at it before reaching out.

Laying one hand on the slightly bloated organ he smirked slightly before giving the flesh a soft pinch, causing Reki to jump with a yelp.

"Oh well-"

Adam's words stung because a big part of Reki knew he was right. But at the moment that didn't matter. "I'm not done!" Reki said quickly, giving the man a defiant glare.

"I can do this! Just-just give me a second okay," Reki insisted and when Adam sneered at him a shiver crawled up his spine.

Reaching out Adam grabbed his face tightly with one hand, using the other to bring the fork to Reki's lip he practically thrust the food into the boy's mouth. "Give you a second? No, no, no I don't recall you being the one calling the shots here you mongrel."

Reki coughed nearly choking on the food in his mouth, waves of fear crashing over him as Adam simply stared at him. Watching his distress with morbid fascination.

When Reki finally manages to swallow Adam gives a small hum. "There we go."

When Reki's stomach growls again Adam chuckles. "Your stomach is just as loud as you are," he muttered as he grabbed another piece of food.

Reki is surprised when Adam chooses to eat the piece of food instead, however, the man is still holding his face. "Not too bad, excellent in fact," Adam said more to himself than Reki.

He grabs another piece bringing the fork to Reki's mouth again. "This must be a once-in-a-lifetime chance for something like you. Expensive food like this is beyond your comparison, so savory it while you have the chance."

Reki glared at Adam, biting back his insults as he opened his mouth for Adam to feed him. He hates every part of this, like hell he's going to admit it tastes good. He doesn't want to give Adam even a little bit of satisfaction.

But from the glint in Adam's eyes as he feeds Reki, and the sneer on his face Reki realizes that he doesn't even have a choice in that matter either.

~~~

Reki squeezed his eyes shut biting back a groan as he opens his mouth for Adam to feed him again.

His stomach is hurting, way too full with all the food Adam's been feeding him that now sits like a rock in his stomach.

The pain and fear are the only things keeping him awake and conscious as he teeters on the brink of an eventual food coma. His stomach also won't shut up either, it's gurgling and growling loudly as it shifts around the mass of food struggling to digest it.

Along with the fear of Adam and the situation he's currently in, Reki can feel another shred of fear rising inside him. A fear that had started out small before growing with each bite of food that left his stomach a bloated, aching, gurgling mess.

A fear that seemed to be coming closer and closer to reality with each bite Reki forced into his already full stomach. The fear of throwing up.

His eyes snapped open as Adam reached out, laying a hand on Reki's bloated stomach, a soft hum of what sounds like fascination and curiosity leaving his lips. Then he taps the top of Reki's stomach softly, listening as though he's appraising a fucking watermelon at the supermarket.

"Admittedly not too bad, still more to go though. Surprisingly halfway done," Adam muttered more to himself than Reki.

Reki jolts in surprise both at Adam's words and when his finger presses a surprisingly tender spot. Reki's stomach hitches, a wave of nausea crashing over him as he swallows rapidly, his eyes squeezing shut as bile burns at the back of his throat.

He can feel Adam's eyes practically boring into him as Reki struggles to swallow everything back. When Adam laughs though Reki cracks one eye open looking at the man. "This will brighten Tadashi's day for sure."

"W-what?" Reki asked softly, finally trusting himself to speak. His voice is trembling and airy, both from the nausea and from the struggle of just trying to breathe around the mass of food in his stomach.

"He'll be incredibly pleased to know that he can outlast something like you. It'll lift his self-esteem for years to come," Adam said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Reki uses what little strength he has to glare at the man. "I'm not, giving up," he said putting every ounce of defiance he can muster into his words.

Adam is silent for a moment simply blinking at him slowly. Reki is quiet as well, the only noise in the room coming from his stomach that just will not shut up.

Adam chuckled giving Reki's stomach a soft, almost gentle pat that any other time would be fine but at the moment is anything but. The motion causes the boy's stomach to hitch again

and Adam simply watches him with a grin.

His eyes on Reki's throat as the boy squeezes his eyes shut for a moment and swallows hard and quickly. Clearly trying to delay his inevitable fate.

Adam doesn't mind though, he's having more fun than he thought he would at the moment surprisingly. He expected the boy to break rather easily as he had during their race, but for some reason, he's still holding out.

And Adam wouldn't admit it but it is becoming irritating. But he knows that the boy won't hold out too much longer, he's no Tadashi after all and he's a hundred percent nothing like Langa. In fact, Adam is completely confused and perplexed as to why Langa would keep something as useless as this around.

There has to be some reason though, and Adam desperately wants to find it. So he grins as he uses the fork to grab more food bringing it to the boy's lips.

Glee practically rushing through his veins as the boy shoots him a defiant look while taking the food from him all the same.

~~~

If there's anything more dangerous than Adam's excitement and interest, it's his boredom.

He simply glares at the whimpering boy in front of him. He's not surprised that the boy has finally cracked it was to be expected but he'd at least thought he'd get more entertainment if his early defiance was anything to go by.

Sighing Adam sets the fork aside for a moment checking his watch, ignoring the thing in front of him.

The way it practically curls into itself, tears streaming down its face as its bloated overfilled stomach gurgles angrily and loudly upset with the abuse it's endured.

Maybe he should have Tadashi bring the car around, after all, Adam really doesn't feel like dealing with this broken toy any longer.

He goes to stand up when the boy speaks in between his hiccups, whimpering and barely suppressed soft gagging.

"I-I'm n-not...finished, " Reki panted as slowly looked up at Adam.

His stomach is going crazy in its absolute agony. He's full, way, way too full and even the smallest movement has bile trying to climb up his throat but Reki won't let it up.

He can't let himself be sick, he just can't. He doesn't care if it'll make him feel better, he doesn't care if it'll make the pain stop. He can't throw up, not just because the mere thought of it terrifies him, but because if he does he would be losing to Adam.

Because if he does, he'll fail Langa again. And he can't do that.

Adam turns to him, simply staring down at him as if he just realized Reki was still present. His expression is neutral, that glint that had been present in his gaze is gone, leaving only ice and boredom in its place.

"Ah yes, that's right, " he muttered almost absentmindedly. Adam sits back down and for a moment Reki thinks he's going to pick up the fork again.

While Reki is semi-prepared for that, he is not prepared for Adam to suddenly grab his face with one hand. At first, he thinks Adam is about to force-feed him like he's been doing.

So he jolts slightly in shock when Adam suddenly thrusts two fingers into Reki's mouth. Still, in shock Reki doesn't react, eyes wide as the fingers crawl across his tongue and to the back of his throat.

By the time he realizes just what Adam is doing it's too late, as Adam curls his fingers slightly, stroking the back of Reki's throat and triggering his already extremely sensitive gag reflex.

Reki jolts coughing, tears in his eyes as he retches around Adam's hand, drool falling from his lips.

No, no, no! What was Adam doing? This wasn't part of the deal.

Reki tries to speak but his words come out garbled between the drool and Adam's hand in his mouth. Even worse Adam doesn't remove his fingers, curling them again as he holds them in Reki's mouth as the boy retches again.

Vomit gurgles up his throat, burning and thick. But even as it floods his mouth spilling out around Adam's hand the man still doesn't remove his hand.

Reki coughed gagging as he tries to breathe through the thick oatmeal-like mush filling his throat along with Adam's hand.

Reki briefly wonders if this is how he's going to die, scared and nearly suffocating on his own vomit.

Then there a brief relief as Adam slowly draws back, his hand is coated in the same thick vomit spewing from Reki's lips but the man doesn't seem to even care as he just watches Reki.

Adam rubs his fingers together almost absent-mindedly, noting that the vomit coating his hand is very warm and incredibly sticky. But he already knew that.

His eyes snap back up to Reki when the boy struggles weakly, an obscene amount of drool and vomit dripping from his lips as his stomach gives a sickly growl.

He lurches forward weakly spraying his lap, the floor, the table, and the half-empty plate in front of him with his barely digested stomach contents.

Adam bursts out laughing as Reki's face burns with shame and embarrassment.

"Shame, I left my cell phone in the bedroom, " Adam sighed no longer caring about the thing in front of him. "At least Tadashi will be pleased to know he's more resilient than a worthless toy like you."

As Adam speaks he ignores the way the thing whimpers, as it burps bringing up another thick wave of vomit adding to the mess already saturating its clothing.

Still rubbing his fingers together to feel the mess on his hand Adam picks up the small remote and presses the button on it unlocking the restraints.

Reki slumps forward slightly too busy emptying his stomach to notice that he's been released.

Tuning him out Adam thinks of Langa once more, while he's still perplexed as to why Langa keeps a useless toy like this around. It doesn't matter anymore because he's bored of this plaything.

"Tadashi!" Ainosuke called out, knowing that the man was nearby.

It takes a second or two until Tadashi enters the room, pausing briefly as he glances over a Reki who's still retching.

"Sir?"

"Get rid of this thing would you? And bring me that footage of Little Langa from S, need something to preoccupy myself with, " Adam ordered not sparing Reki another glance.

While he no longer holds any interest in him, he can't help but wonder just how Langa would react in Reki's position. And that, that thought he has, of Langa defiantly challenging him, resisting him kicking and screaming the whole time well, that only him excites once more.