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Bloody Waters: iV

|{Rico & Ring}|

The silence in the room emphasised the sounds outside, which floated through the open window. The faint roar of traffic a long way below. The occasional toot of a car. A low plane flying overhead.
Ring stared down at Rico's still figure, lying on the bed asleep. In all of his twenty three years of life he'd never felt the level of rage he was feeling at this moment. He wanted Dre's head on a spike, and as long as he had blood flowing in his veins, he was damn sure gonna get it.

Ring's lips curled into a sad smile as he took in the sight of Rico's beautiful face. The bruises looked a bit duller than they'd been last night, even though Rico had blatantly refused to go to the hospital.
It had taken some convincing to get him to sleep, but now that he was Ring had some business to handle.

Rico had made Ring promise not to tell his dad about this, he wanted pops to be able to focus on Quincy who was still fighting for his life. But Ring had not planned on saying shit anyway, this was his shit to deal with and he was finna do just that.

He quietly slipped out of the bedroom to find his boys already waiting in the living room. "Let's do this." He declared, signaling for them to gather around.

They spent the next hour and half strategizing, and figuring out how to approach the situation at hand. "Yeah they finna be in the laundry mart by that time. My boy on the inside said they gon be nine of them. Four in front, three in corner of the building, and two with Dre in the back."

One of Ring's boys explained, while Ring folded his arms and listened. All of his being is telling him to ignore all this shit and walk into the building with just him and his shutgun and end this. But with how freaked out Rico had been about him dying lately, Ring didn't wanna add to his boy's anxiety.

"When are we going?" Rico asked, walking out sleepily.

Ring groaned, he was hoping they'd be long gone before Rico woke up, but his stubborn ass won't let shit work out smoothly. "I'mma meet y'all outside." Ring said to his boys, who nodded and left. Then he turned to Rico. "We're not going nowhere, you're taking your ass back to sleep."

Rico's expression changed from sleepy to angry in an instant. "Nah don't do that. That bitchass nigga disrespected me and i ain't letting that shit slide." He said heatedly.

"Nah he disrespected me, you were just the tool he used to do it. Now he got my full attention and I'mma handle it."

"Nah fuck that! Don't treat me like a bitch, I ain't no bitch. I'm coming with y'all, and I ain't taking no for an answer."

Ring looked him up and down and shook his head in frustration, he knew Rico well enough to know that his stubborn ass meant every word. So he sighed and nodded. "Aight you can come. Go change and lets go." Ring said.

He watched as Rico disappeared into their bedroom. As soon as he was out of sight, Ring walked out of the house and locked the door from outside, taking the key with him.

——

Bullets flew left and right like a music to Ring's ears, the beautiful rhythm of loud agonizing screams almost dulled the anger that he was feeling...almost. Having an inside man helped them take out all of Dre's boys swiftly, leaving only Dre untouched based on Ring's strict instructions.

Ring looked up at Dre and smiled briefly, then started to walk towards him slowly, tossing his gun onto a table.
He rolled up his sleeves as he went, making sure he was ready for what was to come next. He wanted Dre to feel his presence, to feel every fuckin moment of his anger, he wanted to take his time with his uncle.

Dre smirked stupidly and raised his fist up ready for whatever. "I see you forgot so soon how I used to whoop your ass little boy, you want that of thang back I see, imma b..."
Ring grabbed him like a doll baby and head butted him with all his might before the cartel boss could finish whatever garbage he was spewing. "Oh woooooowu..." Dre whined foolishly as he staggered back and forth, trying to regain his balance.

But Ring was nowhere near done, not even a little bit. Picturing Ric's bruised face his anger increased in great proportion. He used that anger and grabbed Dre by the collar and held him in place, using his right elbow to smash furiously and repeatedly, over and over on Dre's face.

It got to a point where Ring felt like his elbow wasn't doing enough damage, so he switched to his fist, he pounded Dre's face in like a maniac in heat. "You started this shit, and now imma finish it."
He kept pounding Dre's face so hard that by the time he was finished his uncle's face looked like mashed potatoes. And his screams had reduced to barely audible whimpers.

But Ring didn't kill him, because at the end of the day that was his mother's younger brother, and he didn't want to be hit over the head with a frying pan.

He turned around and found his boys staring at him in shock, they seemed like they were in a trance or some shit. "Hey!" Ring barked, snapping his fingers. "Pick y'all jaws up and clean up this shit." He ordered.
They all started to scramble around dramatically at the same time, like a movie that was just removed from pause.

Ring picked his gun up from the table and began to walk away, but as he put one foot in front of the other his anger increased. His chest rose and fell in fury, he couldn't stop seeing that black eye on his baby's face.
"Man fuck this shit." Ring mumbled. He turned around instantly and ordered his boys to "move!" They did and Ring charged back and grabbed Dre by the shoulder and began to smash his head on the floor repeatedly, until his head split open.

"Rest in restlessness mutherfucker." He muttered, and walked away. "Clean this shit up!" He called over his shoulder as he went.

——

When he got home and opened the door Rico stood up from where he was sitting in front of the tv with his legs folded into each other, eating chips and watching cartoons. He walked over to Ring angrily, but stopped abruptly.

Rico studied him for a minute, he was covered in blood from head to toe. "I should be mad at your ass for locking me in here, but you look like you need a shower. Come on I'll run you a bath." Rico said instead, pulling Ring into the bathroom.

Ring pulled out slightly and thrust hard into Rico. Rico moaned and gripped his shoulders tight as his boy pumped harder and harder into him. Doing this in a bathtub wasn't the most comfortable, but they where both too turned on to care.

Ring sucked on his neck as he pounded Rico's ass with his fat dick. The head jabbed into his prostate with each thrust.

"Yes, oh, fuck!" Rico cried. "Harder... I'm gonna cum, please don't stop papi..."

" So fucking tight, baby, damn..." Ring cried.

Rico arched his back up and clawed at Ring's back. His eyes rolled back into his head and just like that he exploded, pulsing jets of hot semen between their bodies. His ass clamped down on Ring's dick and contracted.

"jesus fucking christ! Ric! You're squeezing-- FUCK!"

Ring pushed into Ric ones more and his body shook and shuddered. He felt his dick throbbing inside his boy, releasing sprouts of cum deep inside him.

"I love you so fucking much, and I'll never let nobody else touch you ever again. And that's on me." Ring whispered into Rico's ear.

"I love you too baby, I love y..." Rico drifted off to sleep, right there in the bathtub, mid-sentence.