Hello Everyone!

This is for Nikkie23534 for asking that it be done. For Setsuna24, SageSapis, Finderlov, for believing and pushing me forward.

This is two stories in one, if I do it right. A story unto itself and a companion to Christmas Coupons.

It is a Kirishima x Koh pairing, that if you remember was hinted at in Chapter 2 of Coupons. This was originally part of that chapter, but was pulled out before being published here, as it drew attention away from the main story I was writing for Coupons.

Warning: OOC, lemons, alcohol use.

All characters belong to Yamane sensei.

Hope you enjoy!

Secret lovers

Kirishima arrived back at Koh's and sent a text from the car, 'Are you alone?'

Koh woke with a start when he heard the special ringtone and fumbled around for his phone. Finding it, he read the message through blurry eyes. He sent back, 'Y', and dumped the phone back on the table. He sat up slowly and waited for the dizziness to subside, before standing and tottering to the door. He was almost there when the knock, knock, knock, signaled the secretary's arrival.

Koh swung open the door as Kirishima began to knock again and said, "So impatient. Come in already."

Kirishima stepped inside and looked around, noticing empty beer cans on flat surfaces throughout the apartment. He said, "I see why Takaba came back the way he did. Did you three drink all four cases?" He removed his shoes, pulling a pair of house shoes from inside his coat.

"So you sent the beer? A card would have been nice, Kei," Koh said as he stood toe to toe with Kirishima.

Kirishima took Koh in his arms and said, "Would it have mattered? I assume you enjoyed it, as there are so many empty."

Koh put his arms around the secretary's neck and replied, "I didn't drink them all, you know. And yes, they were good and quite satisfying." He leaned in to kiss his secret lover when he was stopped by Kirishima's hand on his mouth.

"I didn't come for beer kisses, Koh. Asami wants to know what you meant by that comment when you opened the door earlier."

Koh pouted up into Kirishima's spectacled eyes and said, "That's it," as he tried to push him away. "You could have just texted if you were only here to do Asami's bidding. Let go already, I feel light-headed, I want to sit."

"So answer the question."

"Why should I embarrass my best friend like that. You're blowing my buzz, Kirishima. And if you don't want my 'beer kisses' then let go," and Koh shoved hard, falling out of Kirishima's arms.

Kirishima moved fast and caught Koh moments before his head connected with the corner of the table. "Are you alright?"

Koh felt his heart pounding throughout his body as he took note of the solid object that had stopped his fall. He looked at Kirishima and stammered, "Ye-yeah, th-thanks."

Kirishima pulled him over to the couch and sat down with Koh straddling his legs. He pulled his breath spray out of his pocket and said, "Open."

Koh did as he was told and was spritzed twice with the peppermint spray.

Kirishima replaced the cap and put the spray back in the inside pocket of his suit jacket. Focusing his attention back on the weight on his thighs, he pulled Koh's mouth down for a languid kiss. He nibbled and sucked on Koh's bottom lip until the boy moaned, granting Kirishima's tongue access to explore, as his hands ran over Koh's back. With Koh moaning into the kiss, Kirishima pulled away and was met with a pouting face that screamed more, before he said, "Tell me what I came to find out and I might continue."

Koh stared into the dark eyes behind the glasses and deadpanned, "I hate you," as he moved to get off the man's lap.

Kirishima held him, firmly, as he whispered in his ear, "That's not what you were saying yesterday," and he began to nibble at Koh's ear.

Koh tried not to be affected, but the moan escaped before he could form his mind to clamp his mouth shut, "Mn, Kei."

"You want me to stay, don't you?"

"N-no, I don't. N-not when you're only hah-here for information about Aki. St-stop doing that," Koh said, now writhing in Kirishima's lap.

Kirishima used his every advantage, knowing Koh's ears were a very sensitive spot on his lover, he continued to nibble, lick, and suck on it, while he whispered, "You will tell me before long, Koh, you always do. And Takaba won't be any the wiser that you told, so just say it so I can take you to bed, already." Kirishima had his hands under Koh's shirt, pinching his nipples, making the boy moan and writhe even more.

Koh felt himself falter, he didn't want the man to stop. He wanted him to take him to bed, to alleviate the painful budge growing in his jeans, but seeing Akihito's reaction to his slip up, though hilarious as hell, he knew that Akihito would never speak to him again were Asami to find out what it meant. He tried to push Kirishima away, but he only gripped Koh more tightly. He finally yelled, "STOP IT, KIRISHIMA, NOW! I mean it, get off!"

Kirishima stopped and looked into the boy's eyes and saw determination. This was one secret he intended to keep, so he backed down and let the boy climb from his lap. He rose from the couch and began to move towards the door.

Koh reached out his hand and caught Kirishima's, "Where are you going? You really won't stay if I don't tell you? Is that all I am, Akihito information for Asami to use against him?"

"Koh, my boss has never used your information to harm Takaba. If that brat was more honest about his feelings, Asami wouldn't have to resort to getting the information from other reliable sources. You being one of his closest friends, he talks to you, the boss knows that."

"So that's it? He sent you in here to get close to me so that I can tell you what me and Akihito talk about when it pertains to him?"

Kirishima looking straight ahead, pushed his glasses up on his nose and said, "If that is what you think this has been, then I needn't come back."

The secretary moved to take a step forward but Koh didn't release Kirishima's arm. He pulled himself up by it and stood in front of him, blocking his path. "That's funny, Akihito feels the same way. If Asami would just open up more, he would at least know where he stood half the time. Don't go. I want to talk to Asami."

"What will you say to him that you can't say to me?"

"Something he needs to hear directly from Akihito's friend."

Kirishima finally looked down and still seeing that same determination, gave him a skeptical look as he pulled out his phone and dialed his boss' number.

Asami answered on the other end, "What did he say, Kirishima?"

Kirishima answered, "He wants to talk to you, boss."

Koh took the offered phone and said, "H-hello...Asami."

"What is it, Koh?"

"A-Asami, if you want to know what I meant earlier, ask Akihito yourself. Stop using Kei to do your bidding. If you are open with Akihito, he'll be open with you, it's as simple as that. O-okay? Bye," Koh finally took a breath as he handed the phone back to Kirishima with shaking hands.

Kirishima took the phone and said, "I apologize boss. He wouldn't tell me what he meant."

"It's fine, Kirishima. After the way Akihito reacted to the comment, I didn't think he would. Besides, I've already gotten my answers from him, so it's fine. Good night," and Asami disconnected the call.

Kirishima put his phone back in his pocket and let his attention fall on Koh. He commented, "Well, that was brave of you."

Koh said, shakily, "N-not r-really. Th-that was sc-scary. How does Akihito do it everyday?"

"That brat has no fear."

"Oh, he has fears, trust me, and the majority have to do with your boss. So now you're off the hook, are we okay, Kei?"

"You were the one with doubts, so are we?"

"I'm sorry. It's just, I really like you and when we argue about Aki and Asami, I start to feel insecure, and think that's the only reason you put up with me. The beer didn't help matters, either."

Kirishima pulled Koh into his arms and said, "I could have called if that were the only reason and spared myself this drama. I wouldn't have imagined it but, I like you too. But my first loyalty will always be to Asami and if pumping you for information helps him and the brat get along, then I will do just that. If you don't like that idea, speak now and we don't have to do this anymore. I'm sure other arrangements can be made to buy the information from you instead."

"That's not what I want. Besides, I've seen you after a day when they haven't gotten along, so I get it. But if that's your stance on the matter, then, I reserve the right to hold back any information that I know would be embarrassing to my best friend should Asami find out from anyone other than Akihito and if you don't like that idea, then..."

Kirishima didn't allow him to finish his thought, as he lowered his mouth to Koh's and kissed it away.

Koh's tongue did battle with Kirishima's as he pulled him towards his bedroom, tugging his suit jacket off in the process. His hands were on the buttons of Kirishima's dress shirt, when he was slammed against his bedroom door, so the secretary could deepen the kiss.

Kirishima turned the knob on the door and backed Koh into his room. He only broke the kiss when his glasses were too foggy to see out of.

Koh felt the bed behind his legs before he felt himself falling onto it with Kirishima on top of him. He reached up to remove the fogged up glasses and held them in his hands as he stared into those dark, unreadable eyes. He scooted himself further up on the bed to put the glasses on the night table as Kirishima removed his gun holster and hung it on the bed post.

Kirishima removed his dress shirt while Koh fumbled with removing his own clothes. When he moved to unfasten his suit pants, Koh put his hands on Kirishima's to push them away.

Koh unfastened the pants and watched them slide down Kirishima's thighs, before he put his thumb in the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down slowly. Then he crooked his finger, signaling Kirishima to move in closer.

Kirishima nibbled at the boy's neck as he pushed two fingers in Koh's mouth to wet them before he pushed them into his other hole. Still loose from yesterday, they slid in easy and Kirishima moved them in and out, being sure to come in contact with his prostate with every push inward.

Koh writhed on the bed under the secretary, until he was at his wits end and he was begging the man to take him, "Do it, Kei, please. Stop teasing."

Kirishima threw his words back at him, "So impatient. We have the rest of the night, what's the hurry?"

"I'm not, I just want something more than your fingers."

"No, I'll hold off on giving you that."

Koh whined, "Why?"

"You had me call Asami without giving me the info I asked for. Then you told him to find out the information for himself. Who do you think is going to have to hear about that tomorrow, hm? Even if he did already find out what he wanted to know."

Koh couldn't answer, as a third finger joined the other two moving slowly, in and out of him. He wanted to cum from the prostate stimulation alone, but Kirishima had a tight hold on the base of his cock to prevent it from happening. A frustrated Koh finally asked, "Wh-why are you mah-m-mad, Kei? Y-you just s-AHH-said Asami al-mn-already knows."

Kirishima stopped moving his fingers and looked down at the boy laying under him. He kissed Koh's lips as he answered, "I'm not mad, but I've learned this type of punishment can be useful."

Koh furrowed his brow as he stared up at Kirishima and asked, "What does that mean? Learned from who?"

"That's not important," Kirishima said as he bit into Koh's neck.

Koh moaned, "Y-yes it is."

"No. It isn't," Kirishima said as he brought his lips to Koh's and kissed him passionately. Kirishima broke the kiss and removed his fingers from Koh's ass. He pumped Koh's dick, once, twice, three times and was rewarded with Koh's cum all over his hand.

Koh shuddered and dug his fingers into the secretary's shoulder as he was finally allowed to cum, but he wanted more. His hips swayed and bucked on the bed as Kirishima continued to milk him and his brain couldn't concentrate on anything else but that hand. A look of pure anguish crossed his face as he couldn't form the words to get Kirishima to move on.

Kirishima watched every nuance of Koh's face waiting for the expression that he saw just now flash across the boy's face. It was the look that said he couldn't take it anymore. Kirishima released his dick and guided himself into Koh's tight hole, swiftly. Once completely sheathed in his velvety warmth, he lay unmoving as Koh loosened and constricted the muscles encircling his hard shaft.

Finally feeling that hot mass inside him, Koh's mind allowed him to form three words and he whispered them in the secretary's ear, before he nibbled there, "Pl-please move, K-Kei."

Kirishima obliged, moving ever so slowly, in to the base, out to the tip, several times, before he came up on his hands and stared down at Koh, who looked to be in agony from the slow, torturous strokes. Then Kirishima pulled out to his tip, stayed there, and watched as Koh's face changed again.

Koh whimpered as he locked his feet around Kirishima's hips and tried to pull him back in deep.

Kirishima went in half way and then pulled out again for a few strokes as Koh squirmed under him, trying to get him to brush against the sensitive nerve bundle the secretary seemed determined to avoid.

At his limit, Koh finally voiced his frustration, "Ha-ah, da-dammit, Kei! D-do it al-already!"

Kirishima rammed into him as requested and was rewarded Koh's cries of passion and thrusting hips, driving him in deeper.

"Ah...hah...hah...Kei, Kei! Mn...HAH! AH...AH!" Koh moaned as Kirishima grinded deeper into him.

Kirishima thrust into his young lover with long, slow, tortuous strokes until Koh was digging his nails into his back. Kirishima came up on his knees, took a hold of Koh's ankles, and pushed them towards the headboard, before he began to pound into him.

Koh took his own dick in hand and stroked himself to completion as Kirishima shoved into him to the base of his cock and grinded, before pulling back and repeating the motion, "AAHH, KEI! YES...YES...YES! AAAHHH!"

Kirishima soon followed, shooting his seed into Koh's hot ass. He came down and kissed Koh's swollen lips as he slid out of him. When he moved to roll off of him, Koh's held him firmly about the waist kissing him lightly on his nose.

When Kirishima locked eyes with him, Koh said, "You have beautiful eyes, Kei. You should really think about contacts."

Kirishima gave him a crooked grin and said, "You say that every time and I keep telling you, I don't have a prescription, I just like wearing glasses. Let me up."

"Aren't you staying?" Koh asked with a pout.

"That depends."

Koh asked, hopefully, "On what?"

Kirishima kissed his forehead and answered, "On whether or not you are going to let me get cleaned up or make me lie in the mess you made?"

Koh looked up and said, "Whose fault is that exactly?"

Kirishima said, "Not mine. I was leaving, remember. You were the one who stopped me."

Koh countered, "So mean, Kirishima. Well, whatever. Just bring me back a wet towel."

"Then, I guess I'll stay a bit longer."

"Well, I guess I'll let you." Koh said to Kirishima's back as he walked out of the room to go into the bathroom.

When Kirishima returned almost twenty minutes later, Koh was laid out on his back, snoring lightly. He took the wet towel and wiped Koh down with it before he took it back to the bathroom and draped it over the sink. He went back and climbed in bed next to Koh, pulling his semi-secret lover into his arms.

Asami knew, of course.

Suoh had found out on his own, deciding to follow him one night because he was acting 'more suspicious than usual', as he was later told.

Koh said he hadn't told anyone, it was more fun this way, but he was sure that Takato suspected something. He had caught him looking between the both of them, thoughtfully, shaking his head, then taking a moment to stare more intently before finally looking away, slightly puzzled.

But Takaba didn't know. He couldn't know.

Kirishima knew the photographer was smart enough to put it together that he was getting privileged information from his friend and guess that when Asami seemed different it was because said privileged information had made its way to the crime lord's ears, and that would be disastrous.

He was glad to hear his boss and friend had gotten it out of the boy himself. And just a little proud that Koh had stood up for himself.

Kirishima knew he would have to stop using him that way at some point, if things kept going the way that they were with him. He also knew, though, that Asami and Takaba were a ways away from being able to tell the other their true feelings and this small go between was helpful.

Takaba was uncharted territory for Asami. And that his boss went to such lengths to keep the boy happy was something new and worth getting behind, so he would do what he must, until his heart told him otherwise.

Kirishima looked down into Koh's sleeping face and brushing the hair from his forehead, felt his heart cinch in his chest.

His final thought before going to sleep was, Fuck, too soon!

A/N: Thoughts?

This is a multi-chapter story, that at times, will tie in with Coupons and other times it will stand on its own.

Next: how they got together.

As always, THANK YOU! to my readers, reviewers, faves, followers, viewers, and browsers, to those that encourage me to go forward, to those that accept me as one of their own-a writer of fan fic, this is for you, as well. It's been a struggle, but I'm starting to get my mojo back and chapters are starting to come together. This was practically done and just sitting on my computer. My bestie wanted be to finish it, but Nikkie23534's interest in reading it, gave me the spark needed to get it done. SageSapis, whose words of encouragement keep me grounded, Finderlov, who has been there from the very beginning, Setsuna24, who dedicated 'Pixies' to me, and to Ryuakolover's review of Coupon 4, which was priceless, to gacktfan2 and , for their honest reactions to that same chapter, to J Unleashed and her 'Bucket List', and to everyone that enjoys my dirty little mind-THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH. THERE IS A PLACE IN MY HEART FOR YOU ALL!

So, ColossalCon news, my panel was not selected for this year's convention, and though I cried (yes, really cried, real tears, didn't even cry when my nest was finally empty) have decided to give out coupons at the convention. So, if you're there and you find me, I plan to have 'YaoiMom' on my shirts all four days, I will give you coupons to use with your someone special. There will be a limited number of coupon sets given, each set contains five coupons, and are intended for mature adults only.

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