AN: I am from New Zealand, so thought about putting it in one of my Fics for a change!

Thanks for the responses on the first chapter.


"How about that drink now?" he spoke to the man as he sat on the stool next to him.

The man called for two extra drinks in answer, and they drank the first round observing each other's every move.

"Going to tell me your name now hmm?" the larger man queried, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lip.

"Na, we got this good thing going, don't want to wreck it you know." Akihito answered with a playful laugh, and the man smiled back.

"Oh? This good thing, what would that be?" he drawled.

"You know, this whole eye fucking business, sure you don't want to wreck that by finding out something as menial as my name. I know I don't." he offered a cheeky smirk before downing the rest of his drink. He might have been a little drunk, alcohol made you honest at least.

The man's eyes narrowed on him, he could hear his breath catch at the words 'eye fucking', and knew he'd hit the nail on the head. His pupils dilated back to normal, and the sexy dragon grabbed his wrist off the bar and caressed the back of his hand with his thumb in teasing, circular motions.

It was nothing short of electric, his heart had never gone this fast before, he was sure. This was much more fun then throwing yourself out of a perfectly good plane.

"No, let's not wreck 'this good thing' then, perhaps we could make it better though." He gave the wrist in his hand a squeeze, an invitation, and he leaned in closer to the stool next to him, hungry for an answer.

"Oh? And how would we make it any better then this?" Akihito asked outright.

The man smiled again, his eyes glittering, before tilting forward a bit more, placing a hand on the Akihito's thigh, and whispering in his ear.

The man's breath was laced lightly with whiskey and he smelt like sandalwood cologne and Dunhill's. It was intoxicating, more so then the liquor in his hand. He was like a walking aphrodisiac.

Asami reveled in the smell of the foreigner, he smelt like mint, clean and fresh, cutting through the smell of beer and spirits as he leant forward, he'd had enough of the banter, as fun and refreshing as it was.

"Come back to my hotel room, and I'll show you just how much better it can get." He purred hotly into his ear, he loved how the blonde shuddered in response.

For a brief moment, he considered ordering everyone out of his club and jumping blondie's bones against the bar, but Asami had a hotel room just round the corner ready for him at all times which he should make use of.

"Damn, I'm such a cheap date. Haha."

Taking it as a cheeky yes, Asami dismissed his two men, and strolled the short distance to his hotel with the blonde, tension built with each step, his fingers were itching to touch, his mouth wanting to taste. They kept their distance as they walked, if they touched they would surely lose control even out in the open, Asami knew once he started he wouldn't be able to stop.

The moment the hotel door closed behind them, Asami pushed him hard against the wall, it was frantic, he'd never needed to kiss someone this badly, never wanted to, parted lips found his halfway, kissing back, lapping at each others tongue's with equal fervor.

This man was a live wire.

He pulled the man up the wall, cupping his delicious ass as the man wrapped his legs around him, grinding them together, they groaned as one at the friction.

"Shit. You don't waste much time, do you big guy?" the young man whispered into his ear with a laugh, before sucking on his earlobe and nibbling it between his front teeth.

Asami growled his pleasure, he'd not been with anyone who was this daring with him before, people normally shied away from Asami Ryuichi.

Perhaps it was better they didn't exchange names after all.

"I've been wasting time all night, watching you, as far as I'm concerned we've been taking it slow."

He was rewarded with a chuckle, and pair of hands grasping onto his ass and squeezing tightly.

"Damn, what is your ass made of, it's firm as fuck." The man commented with another testing squeeze.

Asami laughed despite the situation, and claimed the man's lips once more, both panting into the kiss, hot and bothered, pressing their bodies closer.

They decided that clothes needed to start coming off. Legs still wrapped around him, he carried the foreigner to the giant bed in the middle of the room and sat on the edge, leaving the blonde straddling his lap.

He brought his hands up the young mans chest, running up under his jacket, while the same was done to him.

They both stopped as one as 2 pairs of hands brushed against the cold steel of guns in each others holsters.

Both mean leant back simultaneously, eyes narrowed, bodies tensed.

It stayed like that for what seemed a long time, both men had gone on red alert.

"Hey…" the blonde said after a time, he clasped his hands together behind Asami's neck and smiled, leaning in once more, he sucked on the raven-haired man's bottom lip, who was still sitting tense.

"I'll show you mine, if you show me yours." He teased.

Just like that, the ice broke once more, and they continued where they left off.

There was something strangely erotic, and extremely intimate about peeling someone's jacket off and exposing their holsters, and having the same thing done to you. Asami's heart was beating wildly, the mix between danger and lust had both men losing control.

"Oh nice, a man after my own heart, Colt 1911's." The young man smiled as he plucked black a gun from Asami's shoulder to look closer at it.

"Sweet piece.. Not standard issue? You've had it balanced." He leant back on Asami's legs and spun the gun around in his trigger finger, and let out and impressed whistle.

So, his livewire could handle a gun, Asami's excitement factor increased exponentially at the fact.

"Yours is not exactly standard either." Asami replied as he took a black Colt from the blondes holster on his left shoulder. It was a fine gun, the weapon was impeccable with its mother of pearl grip contrasting the black metal, not gaudy, just classy.

"That one is my favorite…." Akihito trailed off, not wanting to reveal more.

"Oh, is that right?" Asami grabbed the wrist holding his gun, and gave the back of the hand a hot kiss, staring into those hazel eyes.

Guns, a sexy man on his knees that knew about guns, the thrill of letting said man take off your holsters was driving him crazy, this wasn't something he'd ever done before, and he liked it, a lot.

He knew the other man did too, they way his breathing got deeper as Asami's other hand slid the straps off told him so.

Guns dropped to the floor, forgotten, and the spitfire pushed Asami back on the bed and devoured his mouth, much to Asami's delighted surprise. He liked this one.

The pair wrestled on top of the bed, only parting mouths to breath and moan as clothes came off and skin rubbed against skin.

"Fuck… you are like a god." Akihito announced as Asami's six pack and muscled chest was revealed.

Eager hands explored Asami's body, firm and insistent in their expedition, he chuckled as the young man commented on various body parts, his 'bangin' thighs', his 'hot damn arms' his 'smooth as hell chest and sexy neck'.

The vivacious foreigner felt the need to give a narrative on Asami's entire body, not that he minded, it was extremely refreshing.

"I saved the most important part for last…" Akihito whispered seductively into Asami's ear as he gripped the aching shaft, pumping it slowly.

Asami hissed at the teasing ministrations, foreplay had never been so mind-blowing.

"I have no idea how this thing is going to fit though…." Came the absentminded comment.

"I'll be gentle." Asami rumbled in his chest, laughing at the direct words.

"…. Who said I wanted it gentle?" the man gave his dick an extra long stroke as he spoke the words that sent Asami into madness.

That was it, Asami snapped, this man was fucking perfect for him.

He growled at the teasing question as he flipped their positions and forced the man roughly on his stomach.

He kissed all over his naked back, biting his way up along that slender spine, relishing the moans of pleasure filled pain that came from the body beneath him.

Soon enough, the man was bracing himself on the headboard of the bed as Asami slammed into him, rough and hard, the sight of the bite marks on the back in front of him adding to his pleasure, sending heat through his entire body.

"Oh, yessss… harder!" came the desperate plea.

He gladly complied with the request, and grasped the hips in a bruising grip, drawing all the way out before he rammed back into the hot flesh. Lighting traveled his spine as the foreigner's insides stroked his hard skin, he bellowed his pleasure as he pounded in, again and again. His sadistic desires fulfilled as he lost control.

"Ah.., fuuuck… close, more!" the man cried in between heavy breaths.

The crime lord could only agree, it was damn good, the pressure building inside him promised to explode any moment.

He leant down to place his hands on top of the smaller ones gripping the headboard, and bit down hard on the back of blondie's neck, all the while still grinding into that tight hole.

The pain sent the young man over the edge not for the first time that night.

"OH yessssss" the man screamed as Asami pushed in long and hard, drawing out his pleasure.

Asami threw his back and roared as he spilled into the tight ass gripping his member, he loved dishing out pain, and this man loved taking it, the fact he loved to be bitten had Asami coming hard, he groaned as he slowed, not wanting this feeling to end.

They had all night, so it wouldn't end just yet, after a few minutes respite, Asami was sitting against the headboard as the foreigner straddled his hips to ride him, he was magnificent, the pink flushed cheeks, the parted lips as he moaned, the sheen of sweat on his lithe body, the emerging bruises on his hips and the love bites on his neck, it was the best thing Asami had ever seen.

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Akihito woke early the next morning, it was still dark out, a heavy leg was thrown over his, and a strong arm wrapped around his chest and had him trapped against the thick chest at his back.

He fought back a giggle, so the sexy dragon was a cuddler. Who would have thought?

Slowly, not that he could move quickly if he tried, he extricated himself from the muscled limbs, trying hard not to wake the sleeping god.

He was just about to slip off the end of the bed, when he was yanked back by a snaking arm around his waist.

"Where are you going hmmm?" The man drawled sleepily.

"Morning." Akihito said, running his hand along the thick chest as he turned to face the golden eyes staring at him, fully alert even though he'd just woken. He suppressed a shiver at the danger hidden behind those eyes, fuck this man was thrilling.

"Just having a shower, sorry to wake you.."

"Don't be, it means I can join you."

"Ha, is that right?" Akihito gave him a slow kiss, building that sexual charge between them once more, before he made his way to the bathroom, casting a teasing glance at the man staring back at him with hungry eyes.

So much better then throwing himself off a bridge, or out of a plane.


The moment the bathroom door closed, Asami found the young man's clothing and located his cellphone, pleased it was configurated to English, he smirked as he sent himself a text message and deleted it from the mans outbox.

Now, he had the man's contact number. He would never let a person like this get away.

The thought of playing with him more had Asami feeling like an excited school boy, though he would never compare himself to one.

With that done, he followed his shiny new toy into the bathroom.


Morning shower sex probably wasn't Akihito's best idea, it was nothing short of amazing, the guy was insatiable, and the shower took a lot longer then expected by the time they were both actually clean.

It didn't leave him much time to dress, he had to be on the tarmac in 45 minutes, and it took 40 minutes from Shinjuku to the airport.

He laughed as he saw himself in the mirror while he rushed to get dressed, his hips were bruising, his neck was covered in bites and hickeys, along with his chest, and he was pretty sure his spine suffered the same fate.

It was all completely worth it, he'd never met a man like that before, someone so hungry and willing to dominate, someone so clearly dangerous. Someone so fun.

"In a hurry?" the raven haired sex machine commented as he came out with a towel around his waist. It should be illegal to look that good this early in the morning.

"Ah, yeah, I have somewhere to be, my brother will throttle me if I'm late! He left me stranded in Hong Kong with unsavory company once… he's such a bastard." Akihito hitched his jeans up in the dark hotel room before searching around for his guns and jacket. He found his holsters with one gun, he saw a black barrel poking out from the bottom of the bed and picked it up hastily before slinging his holster on and putting his jacket on over top.

"Oh, I can have arrangements made to take you somewhere?" Asami offered.

"Na, I'm all good." Akihito didn't really want to reveal the fact he had a private jet waiting for him at the airport, he just had to hope like hell Mikhail wouldn't take off without him this time.

He had been stranded in Hong Kong with no passport, because there were no records of the Arbatov's ever arriving in Hong Kong, so he had to endure a week of Feilong's advances before Mikhail arranged his way back to Russia.

Well, being stuck here for a week wouldn't be so bad…

His phone buzzed on the night stand, it was a text from Mikhail.

"Hurry up you little bastard…. Did you not learn your lesson the first time? :P "

"Oh you wouldn't!" Akihito exclaimed at his phone, he turned to find the man dressing, yes he should put clothes on, it was too much to bare, looking at all that muscled glory, knowing he would probably not see it again.

"I have to bounce, I'll see ya round hey?" he flashed a cheeky grin before giving the sexy dragon a peck on the cheek and made his way out the door.

"Yes, you most definitely will." Said Asami to the now empty room.

He finished dressing, and looked for his other gun that had been dropped the night before, he couldn't find his, but he found the black one that belonged to the foreigner, his favorite one he'd said.

It was a nice semi automatic, perfect for everyday use and well maintained, so he wouldn't mind holding onto it for a while. Not if it belonged to the bright hazel eyes that he knew he would be thinking about all day.

He slipped the gun in his empty holster and put his jacket on, happy with his morning's proceedings.


By the time Akihito arrived at the airport, there was only 5 minutes to spare, traffic had been good so early in the morning, and the taxi driver had gone faster at the promise of more money.

The heat from the shower had faded, and the aches of the night before slowly settled into his bones as he strode out from the airport terminal to the jet that awaited him.

Mikhail was waiting at the bottom of the steps with Yuri, tapping at his watch with a cheeky smirk.

"Thought I was gonna have to teach you another lesson. What the hell happened to you last night! You look like you were attacked by a fucking vacuum cleaner!" Mikhail hooted at the hung over expression on his younger brothers face. Coupled with the bleary eyes and bite marks, it was nothing short of hilarious watching Akihito shuffle up to them on the tarmac.

"I was attacked… by the hottest man on earth." Akihito admitted.

Yuri screwed his face up in distaste, he should have known better though, that always incited teasing from the two Arbatov brothers.

"Oh you got some huh? That is not like you." Mikhail questioned with a sparkle in his eye.

"All that and more, oh, this guy I tell you, he was a freak, my ass is so damn sore right now. His cock felt so-"

"Ugh, that's enough Akihito!" Yuri snapped.

Mikhail and Akhitito snickered their way onto the plane at the look of disgust on Yuri's face.

"Tell me about him." Mikhail urged once they sat down.

"Shit, he was like, out of a damn movie or something, even the shower sex was on a new level."

Yuri glared at them, the handful of men on the plane were hiding smiles of their own as the brothers continued to wind Yuri up.

"His abs, his legs, his hands, oh his teeth…." Akihito listed off things as he turned his phone off for the flight to New Zealand.

Yuri had enough at this point, and growled as he got up to find a recliner further away from the two laughing brothers and their men.

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Akihito switched his phone on as he stepped onto the runway at Auckland airport in New Zealand.

There were usual updates for trades and shipments that had gone through, but there was a text from an unknown number, which was odd, since his number was off the grid.

"I believe I have something of yours. I'll hold onto it til we meet again." He knew who it was instantly, The sexy dragon. He had left his phone unattended for a short time while he showered before the man joined him.

He saved the contact as 'Sexy Dragon' with a smile before replying.

'We are meeting again are we?'

Sexy Dragon: 'You can count on it.'

'Catch me if you can then.' He sniggered as he pushed send.

Akihito paused, wait, what did he have of his? He had everything, he checked his pockets and his wallet was there, he lifted his jacket to peer at his guns….. and found a plain black Colt 1911 instead of the matching engraved black one that made up his pair.

"Oh fuck!"

Sexy Dragon: 'Don't make it too easy for me, that wouldn't be much fun.'

Akihito barked a laugh at the smug reply, at least he had a reason to be caught, he needed that gun before Mikhail found out he'd lost it, didn't mean he couldn't have some fun of his own until get got it back. Sexy Dragon really was an exciting person.

'You know I'm all about fun :P' He replied.


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Wildcat: 'You know I'm all about fun :P'

Asami chuckled deep in his chest when he read the playful text, sitting in his desk at Sion, Kirishima and Suoh were both giving their boss a strange look, Asami never laughed at text messages.

Asami was looking forward to chasing down the foreigner, the game of nameless cat and mouse had begun, and he wanted nothing more then to catch those wild hazel eyes and make them his.