Author- Luna P aka Nikki
Rating- R/M
Warning- Yaoi perhaps slightly N/C in places, slight lemons, from the very start,
Disclaimer- I do not own the characters of Gravitation (weeps)
Summary- What Seguchi Tohma wants Seguchi Tohma gets, of course sometimes there are consequences to your actions and they may just tear K apart, TohmaxKPairing- TohmaxK
A/N- Hm, am I the first person to write a fic for this pairing? I can't find any but if you have then please direct me towards it as I would much like to read some n.n equally if you are a fan of this pairing then all I can ask is for you to write a fic for it. Thank you and please tell me what you think n.n
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Chapter one
K sighed softly as he stared out at the city below, Tohma was currently talking to Sakano about Bad Luck, their voices merely white noise in the back of his mind. He didn't want to do this anymore, didn't want to be in Tokyo thousands of miles away from his family, from his son, he hadn't seen Michael in so long now he worried the boy would begin to forget what he looked like. It wasn't like he even had a real reason to stay here, Tohma could easily find another manager for Bad Luck and that was the only thing he had here, his job. He would give it up in a second to see his little boy's smile as he walked through the door.
He sighed and closed his eyes feeling the distinct burning of tears welling in his eyes, he was tired, he was alone, he spent more time working than he did anything else and what for? So that Bad Luck could become as good as if not better than Nittle Grasper, so that NG would rake in more money from better CD sales. What was K himself actually getting from all of his hard work? Except for unfulfilment and divorce papers through the post. Ok so that hadn't happened yet but he knew that it was only a matter of time, Judy wasn't going to live this life forever, with a husband living in a different country.
His head was pounding now and he just wanted to go home, wanted to sleep, wanted to find the answers to his troubles at the bottom of a bottle, but he couldn't. Tohma wanted to speak with him about god knew what, why couldn't he just ask Sakano? The dark haired man knew as much as K did about Bad Luck and what else was there that Tohma could wish to discuss with him? They didn't hate each other but they were a far cry from being best friends, their relationship was simply classed as indifference and both seemed content with that.
He leant his head against the glass, allowing the cold sheet to cool down his burning forehead, his eyes were still closed and he had forgotten that Tohma and Sakano were even in the room with him. Or maybe he just didn't care, he didn't seem to care about a lot of things anymore, it seemed that his passion for life itself had left him but when, he couldn't pinpoint. He guessed it had just slowly started to slip away with each passing day that he spent here alone rather than with his family in America.
It hurt him that he couldn't even remember what his home back in America looked like now. Couldn't remember the garden, the colours of the walls, the carpets, couldn't remember the smell or the trivial little things that had been placed within to make it a home suitable for a family. He wondered though, even if he did remember all of that then it wouldn't have mattered anyway, Judy surely would have changed things since he'd left, she was always changing things when he was there. Re-decorating every few days, why would she stop that just because he wasn't there?
He had come to Japan to manage Ryuichi yet Ryuichi no longer needed him, so wasn't his mission finished? He didn't have to manage Bad Luck, that wasn't what he had come here to do though it was what he was doing. Building up Shuichi just as he had done for Ryuichi but he was sacrificing his own life, his own happiness, to do so and no one seemed to care. He felt weak, he felt pathetic, he felt like he was ready to keel over and die. What importance was he to anyone?
He sighed loudly allowing his shoulders to slump slightly, he felt completely and utterly defeated and he didn't know what to do about it. Everything just seemed to be going so wrong, well actually everything seemed to be standing still and he was becoming bored of it. The gunslinger wondered if he should just return to America and try to save his marriage whilst he still had a chance, then he wondered if he even wanted to save it. If he had proved nothing else to himself living in Japan it was that he didn't need Judy like he thought he would. He hadn't missed her like he thought he would, he missed Michael though and right then Michael seemed like the only good thing in his miserable excuse for a life.
Tohma watched the manager with intrigue, Sakano had left twenty minutes ago and as of yet the ex-agent had yet to notice the dark-haired male's departure or the way that Tohma was sat watching him. He smirked at how downtrodden the other male looked, K looked as though his whole world had just shattered and Tohma found himself liking the quieter less arrogant side of his colleague. That probably spoke volumes about his character but he really didn't care. With a dark slightly malicious smirk he rose from the couch, walking slowly and quietly over to where the American was stood, even though at that point in time he thought that a herd of elephants could have trampled through his office and K would not notice.
He stood as close as he could to the American without actually touching him and stared at the reflection of the manager in the window. One gloved hand gently stroking through the blond ponytail, Tohma wasn't sure if the other male had not noticed the touch or just didn't care. Either way it didn't matter to him, he licked his lips absentmindedly as he stared at the male before him, noting every contour of his body. He had always thought K was good looking and the blond had always intrigued him somewhat. Infact the only thing that Tohma didn't like about the other was his arrogance but arrogance was a personality trait that could easily be removed from someone's character with time.
"The view is beautiful tonight isn't it?" Tohma whispered, from where he was stood behind K, sapphire eyes fluttered open at the sound of the others voice. The keyboardist chuckling softly at the slightly confused look that briefly passed the manager's face before it was replaced by calm indifference.
"Yeah it is, where's Sakano?" K asked noticing that the producer was no where to be seen, Tohma smirked stepping closer to K so that there was only a millimetre between the two of them. K stiffened noticeably causing Tohma's smirk to widen, was K uncomfortable by how close they were to one another. Did Tohma have him on edge? He hoped so; he liked to think that he could make the ex-agent nervous.
"He left some time ago now, I've just been sat watching you for a while, you were in a world of your own K-san, anything you want to discuss with me?" K turned to face the blond, leaning against the glass to put, what he believed to be, some much-needed space between them. Tohma smiled at this merely taking a step closer.
"I was just thinking about what to do with Bad Luck now." K lied, he contemplated walking over to the couch so that he wasn't so close to Tohma but before he could actually do anything the keyboardist placed his hands on the glass on either side of K's body essentially keeping him pinned where he was. Tohma leant in a little closer, his face dangerously close to K's.
"Don't lie to me K, Sakano briefed me on your plans for Bad Luck you know what you're doing with them, after all you're the best manager in the whole of Japan, possibly the whole of the world. You can make anyone…" he slipped his hand down to the holster where K kept his gun, his gloved hand lightly stroking the handle of the weapon held within. "Do whatever you want… you can have whatever you want." His hand returned to the window beside K's shoulder, "and yet you're still not satisfied."
"I'm perfectly content for your information Tohma, I came here believing that we were going to talk about business if we weren't then I could have been at home talking to my son." Tohma smiled softly at the scowl on the other male's face, so that was it was it.
"Ah yes, how is young Michael and of course Judy?" Tohma asked still face to face with the American, sapphire eyes narrowed and K turned his gaze away looking over at where Tohma's empty desk was. Tohma gently placed two gloved fingers underneath K's chin, turning the gunslingers face so that he was looking directly at him. "Look at me when I'm talking to you K, I asked how your family were," K snarled slightly,
"How would I know I haven't seen them in months!" K snapped, Tohma tutted softly, waving his index finger from side to side as one would do to a scorned child. "Don't patronise me Tohma!" K demanded, Tohma grabbed hold of his face holding it tightly in his gloved hand locking eyes with the defiant male stood infront of him.
"Do not raise your voice at me K, I do not appreciate it," he stated, keeping his grip on the other's face. He liked making it so that K could only look at him because it meant he had complete and utter control. K however wanted to look just about anywhere but Tohma's face not because he thought that the other male was unattractive, of course Tohma was attractive but if honest the way he was acting, the way he was looking at K made him feel nervous and ever so slightly scared.
"Tohma, what do you want?" K asked his voice trembling slightly Tohma smirked at the effect he was having on the American. In his opinion the slight fear in the ex-agent made him even more attractive to Tohma. With a smirk Tohma lent in to whisper into the other males ear, running one hand through the golden ponytail as he did so.
"What would you say if I said that I wanted you?" The keyboardist whispered seductively into the American's ear toying with a few strands of hair as he leant back and observed the other's face. The reaction did not disappoint K looked absolutely shocked, stuttering to get his words out, his mind unable to form what he wanted to say to the other man. Tohma merely chuckled placing a gloved hand on the side of the managers face, "and I always get what I want K-san, always." Tohma added,
"Stop it Tohma," K demanded causing the other male to laugh softly,
"Stop what K? Stop finding you attractive? Stop wanting to fuck you until you can no longer form coherent sentences? Stop stalling perhaps, tell me K what is it you want me to stop?" Tohma asked, his hand slipping down to the tie around K's neck, loosening it easily. K gulped and turned away Tohma's hand long gone giving him the chance to do so.
"Stop playing with me," Tohma laughed at this grabbing the American's chin and turning his face so that he could see those amazing sapphire eyes once again.
"I'm not playing with you K…" a suggestive smirk formed on the keyboardist's face as he leant in, brushing his lips against K's so softly the gunslinger wondered if it had actually happened or not. "At least, not yet," K gulped, more than getting the hint, what was Tohma up to? Why was he fucking with him like this? K didn't know all he knew was that he didn't want to be alone with Tohma in his office anymore. Come to think of it they were probably the only two left in the entire building considering how late it was.
"Tohma seriously, stop it," K forced out, the other smirked once again,
"Why should I?" he asked, eyes hazed slightly, was Tohma on drugs? K hoped so,
"Because we're both married, now let me go," K demanded turning to walk away he didn't get very far though before Tohma grabbed hold of the American's collar and slammed him back against the glass, still smirking. The only thought running through K's head at that moment was that Seguchi Tohma was a lot stronger than he looked.
"I don't remember saying you could leave K, our meeting isn't over, and yes we're both married, but in my marriage I can fuck who I want and Mika can fuck who she wants, as for you and Judy. Well, surely she would expect it, as for her, well as you said K-san you haven't seen her in months, who knows what she's been getting up to?" K just stared at the other male, eyes narrowed dangerously. Tohma smirked once again, how easily he could toy with K he could prompt any emotion he wished to out of the other without even really having to try.
"How dare you…" K growled, Tohma shrugged softly and grabbed hold of K's tie, removing it swiftly and throwing it across the room.
"Have I offended you K, my apologies, let me make it up to you," Tohma suggested leaning forward and pressing his lips to K's. The ex-agent's eyes widened but he kept he mouth closed, refusing to give Tohma what he wanted. Tohma chuckled against his lips and pulled back. "K, don't refuse me, it won't help in the long run."
"Tohma, stop it, please," K practically begged, Tohma seemed to think on this for a while before cupping the side of K's face with his hand and staring into the dark blue orbs.
"K, it's for your own good, when was the last time you… 'released tension'" Tohma asked, carefully selecting his words. K blushed softly, "I mean like you said you haven't seen Judy in months, it's not good, all this pent up frustration." Tohma stated seductively, walking over to his desk and removing his gloves and hat, placing them in one of the drawers before turning back towards K. "Now be a good little boy and do as you're told." Tohma demanded, standing infront of K and slipping his hand underneath his shirt, running his hand over toned muscle, stopping only to tease the other male's nipples until they were hard. K bit down on his bottom lip to stop the moan that threatened to escape his lips. Tohma smirked, eyes shimmering.
The NG president chuckled softly his hand slipping down to the top of the ex-agents trousers; he smirked noticing the slight tent in the other male's trousers. He locked eyes with K who just blushed and turned away,
"Hm, I thought you didn't want this K, I thought you wanted me to stop," he pressed the palm of his hand against the others clothed cock, pressing down slightly before moving his hand away all together. K gasped at the contact, cursing how his body was reacting to Tohma's touch, if Judy ever found out about this then there would definitely be divorce papers in the post. The idea alone of her husband fooling around with another man would make her blood run cold.
"I… I do…" K choked out between moans as Tohma continued to rub him through his trousers.
"You're thinking too much K-san, I want to stop that, I want to clear your mind of everything and fill it with so much pleasure that you won't think straight for days." Tohma muttered leaning in and biting down on the side of K's neck, K moaned immediately cursing himself for doing so. He shouldn't be doing this, he didn't want this, why wouldn't Tohma stop?
"T…T… Tohma please," Tohma didn't stop his attack on K's neck, nipping and licking until he had successfully left a deep red mark that was sure to bruise. Tohma stepped back and growled softly, glaring at the blond, eyes narrowed slightly.
"Please what K? Please stop? Please don't? Please throw me onto your desk and fuck me senseless? You really need to be a little clearer with what you are asking for." Tohma explained as K went to answer however he forced his lips onto the other male's, slipping his tongue inside the ex-agents mouth, K's eyes went wide once again as Tohma's tongue brushed against his own, trying to coax him to respond. The keyboardist pulled away and chuckled slightly. "Don't be shy K, I won't bite… much," Tohma muttered, K groaned at the thought. What was he doing, he didn't want this.
Tohma smiled softly, stroking the side of K's face affectionately the American allowed his eyes to fall closed at the soft touch. Tohma smirked placing a gentle kiss on the corner of K's mouth.
"So soft, just as I assumed," the keyboardist muttered, grabbing hold of K's ponytail and running his hand through the golden locks several times before he buried his head into the silken mane, inhaling the scent of the other mans shampoo. "Just like silk, how beautiful you must look with your hair down K,"
"Tohma, tell me why you're doing this," K begged, once again Tohma placed his hand on the side of K's face running his thumb over the soft skin of the ex-agents cheek.
"To be honest K-san it never occurred to me until earlier, before then all I saw you as was an attractive yet arrogant trigger-happy annoyance. Then when Sakano left I saw you with your head resting against the glass; your shoulders slumped, a million miles away. I saw you distant and quiet, I listened to you talk about your son with so much emotion and I realised that there was more to you than an annoying gun crazy loudmouth. I saw something I liked, something I wanted, and like I said before I always get what I want."
"Tohma I…"
"Ssh," Tohma whispered softly, his hand deftly undoing K's belt and pulling down the fly slipping his hand inside the American's boxers. K gasped as the others hand wrapped around his member, throwing his head back against the glass. "Don't think," Tohma instructed, feeling K thrust into his hand, needing release. Tohma smirked burying his head into K's neck, licking the wound that he had made there earlier. Yes Seguchi Tohma always got what he wanted. "That's it K, scream for me," and he did he screamed Tohma's name as he climaxed and then leant against the keyboardist, all but collapsing into his arms.
Tohma smiled his free hand running through K's hair, as he placed a soft kiss onto the other male's forehead, feeling the ex-agents laboured breathing against his neck. A few moments later K pulled away, Tohma sighed softly noting the other male's blush as he walked over to his drawer, grabbing a pack of wipes and cleaning his hand off with it before putting his gloves and his hat back on. K coughed nervously and righted his clothes, glad that he had chosen to wear black jeans to work today rather than the usual beige ones. Now all he wanted to do was get home and have a freezing cold shower as he contemplated the repercussions of what had just happened with Tohma.
Tohma walked over to the gunslinger, passing him his tie and nipping at the side of his neck once more as he smirked darkly.
"See, wasn't that fun, don't go anywhere K, I think we might be doing more than that sometime soon." Tohma explained with a slight chuckle as he turned and stalked out of his office. K sighed and ran a hand over his face, thinking over everything that had just happened. Taking a deep breath K too stalked out of the office glad that the building was empty as it meant that he wouldn't be stopped by anyone.
After the two men were gone another stepped out from one of the doorways walking into Tohma's office picking up some small devices and placing them into a black duffel bag. He then grabbed his cellphone dialling a number.
"Got it, what about you?"
TBC…
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Uh… I wanted the 'lemon' there, even though it wasn't a lemon it was just a handjob, to be better but I'm not quite sure how much detail you can go into and still keep it rated R or M so I tried my best with that. Sorry if it was shit, but I have to abide by the rules as to not be kicked off the site n.n
Anyhoo there we have it and I hope you like it, there is actually a major plot to this story, this is just basically the prologue, everything will kick off in the next chapter there will be consequences to someone's actions and there will be angst and what not. Please review and tell me what you thought it would mean a lot to me,
Thank you…
