This story has been edited to conform to ffn's rules for a M rating. Language has been edited and some explicit scenes have been softened. Every effort has been made to preserve the feeling of this story. If you would like to read the unedited version, please see my profile for links to my AO3 account and writing lj.
PLEASE READ: This story contains heavy incestuous yaoi themes and some adult concepts (sex toys being mistaken for other things) and some vague sex scenes with nothing explicit, but this is rated M for a reason. Please do not read if you do not like the subject matter.
Warnings: Yaoi, incest, crack (attempts), possible ooc behaviour, dildos.
Disclaimer: I am making no profit from this fanfiction. I do not own Tekken, Kazuya, Lee, Jin, or Lars.
Notes: This is based on a conversation with a friend and was written as an attempt at crack for their birthday. This is making me realize that I have a dildo theme with most of my Kazuya/Lee stories. I don't know why, though it probably speaks to my fascination with all the awesome models and sizes available on the market! Some of them are supremely hilarious!
Lee sat back in his chair and checked his watch. It felt as if the minutes were crawling by and he was having trouble focusing on his work. Really, he should have been pleased to have a couple days to himself to get some delicate deals hammered out while Kazuya was out of town. But no! Lee's mind kept turning to the lock box in the safe behind him, and its contents. He'd promised Kazuya upon pain of death that he'd guard its contents with his life, and he'd had to take extra precautions to ensure nobody knew it existed. Really, he'd have agreed to anything if it meant Kazuya letting him make a replica of his cock. Lee had suggested it as a novel way of irritating his brother, but he was grateful for it on days when Kazuya was away and he wanted to play.
He felt his pants tighten just as his secretary came in and he made an executive decision. He hastily signed the semi-important documents she handed him and tried to look un-aroused. "Giselle? I have an important meeting and cannot be disturbed under any circumstance."
"Of course, Mr. Lee," she said with a knowing smile and nod. "I'll make sure nobody disturbs your meeting. I'm just finishing up a few things, myself, so I'll make sure you're not disturbed." She left and closed the doors behind her.
Lee had to smile to himself. He'd cultivated a rumour mill of lies that made his employees think he and Kazuya were working on something big and were having super-secret meetings to nail down the finer details. He had to increase security awareness without letting anyone know that he didn't want to be caught pleasuring himself at the office. Kazuya had walked in on him once and, well, it had turned out well, but Lee didn't want Giselle or anyone catching him in such a compromising state!
Loosening his tie, Lee punched in some keys on his keyboard, securing the doors and windows from the inside and unlocking the safe behind him. A portrait of himself and Kazuya swung forward, revealing the open safe and the polished lock box that was almost lost in the shadows. "Oh, Kazuya, we'll have a satisfying meeting, I'm sure!"
Lee rose from his chair and casually strolled to the safe, withdrawing the box before retreating to a hidden back office that did triple duty as a place for secret meetings, a place for Lee to catch up on sleep, or even fuck if he and Kazuya couldn't contain themselves. He'd had it insulated with soundproof materials, ensuring they would be undetected even in their loudest, most passionate throes.
He looked around his office one last time to make sure everything was secure. He may have been missing Kazuya, but his healthy sense of paranoia kept him vigilant to anyone who might be watching. Luckily, it was just him and Kazuya's cock.