International Affairs
Note: You know, it gets quite tiring to create clever disclaimers every time I start a new story... don't own.
Warnings: Explicit sexual content, language, graphic violence later.
Chapter One
A very irritated Somuku Kanou slammed down the telephone receiver. Of all the times that person would call him out to New York, it had to be the one week that the Kuba brothers were on business in Hokkaido, which meant that there was no way he could leave Ayase in Japan. Briefly, he considered asking Someya if Ayase could stay with her, but quickly nixed that idea. That was almost more dangerous than leaving Ayase alone. No, there was only one thing he could do.
So he picked up the telephone again and hit the "redial" button. "Fine. I'll go. But I'm bringing someone with me."
"Eeeh?" Ayase cried. "Go to America? But I don't a passport..." Kanou tossed a small black booklet to the blonde, who deftly caught it.
"Good catch. And I've already taken care of those preparations," he replied calmly. "That's your passport. We've got plane tickets already. The flight leaves tomorrow morning at 10:00. I would suggest that you pack tonight."
"Yes..." Ayase mumbled. He had gotten to experience many new things since he had come to live with the older man, but a trip to America? That was too much! How much would this add to his debt? What was he being taken to America for in the first place? Suddenly, he was struck by abject terror. What if the reason Kanou was taking him out of Japan was to sell him off? It would make sense- with a growing sense of fear, he remembered a television news special on human trafficking in the Americas, although it had mainly focused on women. But what if he was to end up like those women the network had shown in the brothels there? Or what if Kanou intended to use him as a bargaining chip on the business table? What if he would be given as a gift to some perverted old businessman in exchange for a contract or something? What if Kanou had gotten tired of him and intended to just trade him in?
Kanout must have been able to know what Ayase was thinking. "You don't need to worry," he said. "This fucking colleague of mine managed to get herself into a bit of trouble. I have to go bail her out since she helped me a few years ago." Ayase visibly relaxed, but still was confused.
"Why? Why do I need to go?" he asked.
"Misao and Homare are away, and I'm not about to leave you here alone!" Kanou exclaimed. "Who knows what would happen? Go pack, and then get some rest. Tomorrow is going to be a long day for you."
Despite himself, Ayase realized he was getting rather excited. He'd never been out of Japan before, and now he was going to one of the most exciting cities on Earth! While he doubted Kanou would allow him to see much of it (at least alone), it was still exciting! By this time, he had been reassured that the businessman did not intend to sell him, and was only taking him overseas for his own protection.
He was so busy folding clothes and packing them in the suitcase that he didn't notice Kanou sneak up behind him. He squeaked as two strong arms encircled his waist. "K-kanou-san!"
"You looked so cute packing like that, I couldn't help myself," he whispered against the blonde's ear, hands dipping below his waistband. Ayase's eyelids fluttered close and Kanou's hands gently stroked the skin of his lower belly.
"K-kanou-san... I-I need to pack," he stammered. Kanou ignored him, and soon enough, he was devoid of pants, and the larger man was stroking his length to hardness. "T-the luggage!" Ayase gasped, still trying to pack despite Kanou's advances.
"The luggage can wait," Kanou replied.
"P-please stop!" Ayase cried. "I-I'm going... I'm... aaahn!" he cried out as he came all over Kanou's hand.
"No matter how many times we do this, you're still so sensitive," the businessman smirked. He groped around on the nightstand for the tube of lubricant he kept there, while he pushed Ayase down gently onto his back. After a little while, his fingers closed around the tube, and he coated three fingers with a generous amount of the strawberry-scented goo, and slipped his index finger inside of Ayase, who mewled and shuddered. He couldn't help but chuckle a little- Ayase was adorable, and he only got cuter every time they made love. He added the second finger, and scissored them, to prepare the small blonde for his penetration.
"Ngyaaah! Kanou-san!" Ayase screamed when Kanou's finger struck his prostate. Kanous added the third finger, and then reached around with his free hand to tweak Ayase's nipples through his shirt, earning more little sounds from him. When he deemed Ayase ready, he withdrew his fingers and coated his cock with the lubricant.
"Try to relacx." he breathed against Ayase's ear before sliding himself inside. Ayase squeaked in discomfort- no matter how many times he slept with Kanou, he still couldn't get used to the size of the other man's length.
"It'll get better," Kanou tried to reassure him, his hand going to tease Ayase's erection.
Soon enough, Ayase began to relax and making slight little pleasured sounds, which Kanou took as a sign of Ayase's preparedness. He withdrew himself almost completely before thrusting back in. By this time, he had come to know the ins and outs of Ayase's body very well, and he managed to hit Ayase's sweet spot every time. Ayase squeaked, cried out, moaned, and made all manner of delicious little noises every time Kanou thrusted.
The double stimulation of Kanou's hand on his cock and the larger man's erection moving in and out of his body got to be overwhelming, and Ayase reached orgasm for the second time that night. His insides spasming around Kanou's length pushed the man over the edge, and he came inside Ayase.
"The...luggage..." Ayase finally managed to gasp. "I-I never finished packing..."
"Go take a shower," Kanou ordered. "I'll finish packing for you." Ayase hurried off to wash up, and Kanou took a look at the blonde's luggage. "Hmph..." he snorted. "He's going to need more pairs of boxers than that!" Kanou busied himself taking out Ayase's carefully prepared packing. Nothing that he packed was cute enough! Sometimes Kanou wondered if the small blonde ever looked in a mirror- if he did, he would know by now that baggy, oversized garments did not suit him at all. Unfortunately, left to his own devices, that was all that Ayase would ever wear, and that was entirely what he had packed for this little trip. This just wouldn't do. No, Kanou was going to have to start from scratch.
To Be Continued
Author's Comments-
I actually came up with the idea for this nearly a year ago, however, I have gone through about six drafts before I finally found one that I liked enough to publish. Still, I'm rather fond of this concept and hope that I will be able to do it justice, especially since it's pretty rare that I write something even remotely romantic that isn't meant to be complete crack.
Thanks for reading!
-Kaboom
