With a slight groan, Akihito twisted within the confines of the soft and plump bedding that encased him. As he allowed himself to sink within the depths of that comfort, he became vaguely aware of a warm presence against his neck. "Oh! That feels so nice" he sighed softly. His eyes still closed, his body still immersed in a state between wakefulness and sleep, he became aware of someone talking as quietly as they could. From what he could make out the person was male. But at that point he didn't care.
Asami glanced down at the young photographer whom now made Asami's bed his own sanctuary. "Do you have a name yet Kirishima?" questioned Asami, as he vigilantly watched the boy's body stretch out then retract back into its foetal position within the bedding. "Yes Asami-sama. His name is Takaba Akihito, a freelance photographer for weekly magazines; his main source of employment is at Shinjuku Weekly. His age is twenty-four. However we could find no information on his family, it's as though they do not exist." Asami's eyes turned away from Kirishima as Suoh entered with a strong drink of coffee.
Asami snorted at the offering from Suoh; however Suoh was waiting for Asami to respond that way so he stated "You need it Asami-sama. You cannot fool us, we both know you have been up all night with that bratty cat-boy!" growled Suoh who cast a disgusted look at Akihito, as he shifted in his sleep. "Well I should have known I couldn't conceal that from you since the two of you refused to leave." Smirked Asami as he took the hot drink from Suoh and took a slight sip. "Urgh, it's disgusting. You could have put a shot of whiskey in it!" griped Asami with a sneer of repulsion at his drink.
It was then that Akihito moaned, as he shifted yet again. A sliver of light had come through the curtains at the window and had fallen upon the bed. Before Asami even had the chance to move or ask anyone, Kirishima walked from his place to the window and drew the gap in the curtains closed. "Thank you" smiled Asami kindly as he went back to the bed and removed the towel from Akihito's neck. Dipping it back into the bowl of hot water on the bedside table, he rinsed it out and carefully placed it back upon the boy's neck. He glanced briefly at his bandaged arm were the boys cuts adorned him. He sighed as his hand gently stroked the fine skin of Akihito's jaw, brushing his hand up his cheek and through the boy's hair. This gentle motion stimulated Akihito slightly as he shifted, turning to lie upon his back; a smile graced his lips. Before Asami could even think he placed his hand upon the bed and leant down. His lips finding purchase on Akihito's, and feeling the boy moan slightly, allowed Asami the access he was secretly craving. His tongue entered Akihito's warm cavern and very gently entwined about the young man's tongue. Five minutes later and Asami wrenched himself away, raising his hand to clasp his mouth. Kirishima and Suoh had looked away from the loving scene that they had just been privy to. It was then that Suoh saw it, and gasped. Asami and Kirishima turned to face him and saw Suoh staring with his jaw dropped slightly; at Akihito. Asami and Kirishima whirled and saw what had taken Suoh's breath from him.
A deep crimson hue now adorned Akihito's face as the tips of his ears had taken on a jet black outline with detailed black spots contrasting the pure white blond background. "He isn't a god damn alley cat. He is a fucking snow leopard!" snarled Suoh as he reached his hand into his coat and withdrew his gun, aiming it for the boy's head. "PUT THAT DOWN!" roared Asami. He whirled to face Akihito, who had flinched, "Let's take this outside."
Once outside the room however Asami gripped Suoh and slammed the massive man against the wall. "What the fucking hell is wrong with you? So what if the kid is a snow leopard?" growled Asami. His golden eyes now full of pure rage, black slits ensconced in the golden pools made Suoh feel as though his very soul was being shredded by his boss. "Have you never heard of the snow leopard clan?" asked Suoh with an incredulous voice, deep within his voice rattled with fear. "No – should I have?" asked Asami whom had now become puzzled by his most trusted friend's behaviour. "Asami-sama you have to get rid of him now. It's dangerous to keep him around!"
"Spill it Suoh! Why should I get rid of my prize, hmm?" quizzed Asami his voice dripping with fury. "You are well aware of my background Sir. Whilst I was in the shadows of the underworld – I always heard whispers. A family of assassins so great that when they were given a target: they were dead within an hour. That family is the last clan of snow leopards that exist here in Japan." Sighed Suoh, his eyes dropping to the floor as he said just loud enough to be heard "I will make sure to watch you like a hawk Asami-sama."
Asami suddenly burst out laughing. "Is that what got you so riled? Well that's even more of an excuse for me to keep my new found pet!" Asami smirked as Kirishima was already on his smart phone, accessing the internet and using everything he knew to hack into files on the snow leopard clan. Everything he read backed up Suoh. Of course the only information he could find were articles linking the snow leopards with groundless theories. Asami turned and went over to the bar in his open plan lounge and retrieved a few glasses and poured himself, Kirishima and Suoh a large shot of whiskey. Returning to his two men he offered the drinks and stated "Let's sit down shall we. I have heard the same rumours as you, all of them turned out to be baseless. But now I am intrigued by Akihito further after seeing his ears. If anything I will certainly be kept on my feet and well entertained!" smiled Asami as he swirled his drink in his hands. His spare hand rose to his own face were his fingers brushed against his own lips, remembering the gentle feel of Akihito that still hung fresh upon his skin.
Akihito stirred when he heard the sharp burst of anger radiating within the voice of the man. When he heard a loud bang, it jolted any remaining sleep from his exhausted body. Sitting up he felt something fall into his lap. Looking down he saw the towel that still retained some heat, lifting it he held it against the side of his face absorbing the heat for a moment. He looked around and it took a few minutes for his mind to process the fact he wasn't in his room. Definitely not in his own room at least, judging by the expensive furniture decorating the plain room. Large lamps stood resolute upon the barren surface of the bedside tables, a full wall opposite the bed held a wardrobe the length of the wall to the window. His eyes were drawn to the full length floor to ceiling curtains hanging at the windows. Sliding his legs from the bed he rose to find he was in a pair of pyjamas that were three sizes too big. The drawstring on the bottoms made him look odd as it forced the material to poof out at his legs, giving him the feeling that if wind were to suddenly gust into the room he'd take off and glide like a kite into the sky. The sleeves of the top flopped over his hands, and no matter what he tried; even rolling them up, they were still far too long. In his quick survey of the room he could not see his own clothes anywhere, not even when he tried the wardrobes and saw line after line of expensive clothing did he find his own clothes. Giving up on trying to make himself look anywhere near presentable, he walked to the curtains and with one swing of the fabric, made the curtains slide gracefully apart.
When the glare of the sudden sunlight had died within his eyes he gasped at what he saw. He could see a park across from wherever it was that he had woken up in, but what shocked him was how far off the ground he was. Leaning forward he saw the street hundreds of feet below him. "Ok, so... I'm in a high-rise building! Wait how the hell did I get here and who the fuck brought me here. Ok...Ok calm down, think! What did I do last?" Akihito raised his hand to his face placing his fingers against his lips, as he did so he remembered the hot dream he had had. He started pacing back and forward in front of the window trying to remember his last activity, when he froze. He caught a glance of his reflection in the window and saw he had paled suddenly. He was at Asami's place, Sion. The bastard had forced him to lose consciousness. "Aw hell no! No fucking way am I staying here!" his hands fumbled for the window but it refused to open.
Turning Akihito saw no other way of escape except for the door to the room. Pacing as silently as he could toward the door he froze with his hand on the handle, as he heard the voices on the other side. Figuring they were a distance away since they seemed dull, he carefully bent the handle and bracing the door with his free hand; pulled the door open enough to slid his body through before closing it quietly again. However he didn't expect to see a small hallway of less than ten feet separating the living area from the bedroom. Akihito paced slightly forward towards the corner, and he faltered. He clamped his hand to his mouth to stop the gasp that threatened to expose him. The living room was a large open planned expanse with large comfortable looking black fabric sofas, easily capable of seating twelve people. In the same style were two large armchairs, one of which sat Asami, glass of whiskey in one hand and paperwork in the other. He threw the file onto the top of a large marble table that had solid glass topping it. Kirishima and Suoh returned from the kitchen area after having both seemingly prepared breakfast or lunch; it was only an estimated guess to Akihito as he knew not what time or even which day it was. Either way Akihito didn't care, it was the three dangerous men who now sat between him and freedom that concerned him.
He backed up slightly and when he did, his foot connected with the small table behind him. An expensive looking vase rattled and before he could catch it, it fell to the floor and shattered with a loud crash. Instantly Asami, Kirishima and Suoh bolted out of their chairs. Knowing he had to get out he decided to run, rather than hide. Breaking his cover Akihito charged out into the open space. Upon seeing the boy outside of his room Asami raised his arms across the chests of his two companions, forcing them to halt. "Leave this to me!" smirked Asami as his command was silently obeyed by Kirishima and Suoh. Both men took seats so they could see if their boss would be in danger – but also so they could see the outcome of the boy who had tried to escape.
Akihito spotted what resembled and entryway to the apartment and darted for it. He didn't look back as he knew if he did, he would get caught by Asami; damn that bastard is persistent! growled Akihito under his breath. Fate decided it would intervene however as right at that moment the pyjama bottoms slipped down slightly. The trouser legs wrapped around Akihito's ankles and caused him to slam face first into the carpet just in front of the main door. Asami was on top of Akihito before he could even move. He gripped both of his wrists in one of his powerful grasps, using just one hand. His free hand rose up and began to stroke one of Akihito's feline ears in a bid to calm the young man down.
Akihito growled as he struggled against Asami's confinement "Get the fuck off me you twisted pervert. Urgh!" groaned Akihito as Asami pulled at his ear, before he leant over Akihito's back and purred maliciously into his ear "You had best behave now! I really don't wish to hurt you but if you resist me again, I will do more than pull your ear; I'll bite." Akihito stilled for a moment before his tail rose up against his side and whipped Asami fully across his stomach, knocking the wind out of him. Stunned by the blow Asami let go of Akihito, and had he not rocked backwards upon his heels when he did; Akihito would have ripped a sizable chunk out of his face. Both men growled at each other as Akihito's slitted pupils glared out of their hazel frames, giving Asami a deadly glare. The boy's claws were now full extended and his ears had pulled back, showing his agitation. His tail swept against the floor and the fur on it had puffed out slightly. "Fucking touch me again and I'll tear you to pieces!" roared Akihito.
Asami rose to his feet after catching a glimpse of Kirishima and Suoh rising and coming closer so they may be of assistance to their boss. Asami couldn't suppress the evil laugh that escaped his lips. "And just where do you think you are going? You honestly didn't expect me to just let you walk out of here did you? That door only opens with the master security key!" smirked Asami as a set of keys spun on his finger, getting his point across instantly. Akihito glanced between his captor and his two accomplices trying to figure his next move out. Asami eyed Suoh and whispered slightly "Distract him, but don't hurt him!"
Akihito never heard Asami as he rose from his crouched position on the floor and paced backwards by a few steps. That's when Suoh moved, for a man of his size; his speed was simply incredible. Akihito gasped and dodged the massive bears grip turning to watch him as he readied his own claws to strike if he needed. Asami took the opportunity of Suoh's perfect distraction to launch himself behind Akihito and grabbed his arms by the sleeves. With a quick push of his foot upon the back of Akihito's knee, brought the boy down. It also gave Asami the ability to pull the long sleeves and wrap them around Akihito, securing them behind the young man's back in a crude version of a straight jacket. Now having his arms confined pained Akihito and Asami saw the fear in his eyes as he paced around the boy to stand in front of him. Asami lifted his hand and placed it against Akihito's jaw, forcing Akihito to look directly at Asami. "You do not need to fight us. I would never hurt you – I'll only punish you if you misbehave. Now come along, Kirishima has made us all lunch!" ordered Asami.
Akihito seemed to snap out of his reverie as his fear was replaced by anger. In a swift movement Akihito jolted his head to the side, opening his jaws and revealing his sharp pearly fangs. Akihito motioned to sink his teeth into Asami but Kirishima saw the boy and moved, as he pushed Asami's hand away from Akihito, the boys' jaw's closed on Kirishima's wrist. The moment the blood began to seep into his mouth; and he tasted the iron within, Akihito released him. "Urgh, ah, ha, ha, ha" panted Akihito as fear encased him, his eyes locked upon Kirishima's bleeding arm. Suoh had already started to tend the wound as Asami forced Akihito to his feet and forced the boy to the bathroom. Asami cleaned up Akihito's mouth and slowly released the boy from his makeshift restraint.
Just by looking at him he could tell that Akihito was in shock over injuring Kirishima. The boy never flinched when Asami placed his arm over Akihito's shoulders and gently led him back into the main room and to the kitchen table, were both Kirishima and Suoh were sat. Suoh glared at Akihito before his eyes took on a look of concern. Kirishima turned and smiled "Are you all right Asami-sama?" Asami glanced at Kirishima as he made Akihito sit down. "I'm fine. You should not have done that, since I heal faster than you so it wouldn't bother me". Kirishima sighed at Asami as he stated "It's my job to protect you Asami-sama, no matter what you get involved in!" Asami sighed as he took a seat directly to Akihito's right.
When Suoh brought everyone lunch it was then Akihito seemed to come back from his stupor. "I...I am so...hic...sorry!" cried Akihito as he indicated Kirishima's wound. "I...I...can...h...heal it for you?" asked Akihito. Asami lifted his own arm to Akihito as he smirked "Heal mine first – that way I know it will be safe for Kirishima". Akihito stretched out his hands, which shook with small tremors. His fingers glided over Asami's bandage until it fell upon the table with a soft ruffle. Akihito very gently too hold of Asami's arm and lifted it to his own lips. His kiss brushed Asami; when Akihito's spots began to show. Fascinated by the gleam of the black circles on the white fur Asami felt heat enter him. Looking back at his arm he saw Akihito lick his wound. He was surprised to see the wound heal with one swift sweep of Akihito's soft tongue against his flesh.
Asami felt heat beginning to floor to his nether region and he could already feel himself straining. Pushing his heat out of his mind he patted Akihito on the top of his head, before his hand moved to his ear and began to stroke him. This simple motion gave Akihito the comfort he desired, tilting his head to allow Asami to cover more of the surface of his ear. "If you would be so kind my Akihito, please see to Kirishima now" asked Asami. Akihito's face had taken on a lovely crimson hue as he moved to Kirishima. Kirishima looked at Asami with unsure eyes. "It's ok Kirishima. Allow him to heal you. I guarantee you will never feel anything like it again" smirked Asami, as he glanced at his own arm which retained residual heat from Akihito's embrace. Kirishima gave Akihito his left arm. Akihito made quick work of removing the bandage from Kirishima. The moment Akihito's tongue touched and began to lick his injury Kirishima gasped, as a strange warmth spread upon his arm. When Akihito had finished he returned to his seat.
Akihito's fidgeting drew Asami's attention. Looking at the boy, whose face was still crimson and he could feel the heat pouring from Akihito. When Akihito rubbed his legs together Asami realised the boy was uncomfortable due to the expansion occurring within his trousers. "Shall I help you with that?" asked Asami lust dripping from his voice. Akihito flinched slightly before looking down. "I get like this when I get too angry. It'll go away soon – I hope!" sighed Akihito.
"You have calmed down significantly from your outburst. Finally realise I wasn't going to hurt you huh, brat?" laughed Asami as he playfully nudged Akihito. "However I can't let this slide. Your body is burning because you have too much pent up energy in you. Come I will help you release it!" lust burned within the depths of Asami's shimmering golden eyes. Rising from his seat Asami paced just past Akihito when he stopped and glared at him, before he offered his hand to Akihito. Akihito seemed at first to consider his options when he unconsciously took Asami's hand. Upon standing up Akihito immediately collapsed to the floor. Asami slipped his arms beneath him and lifted him with such ease Akihito felt like he weighed nothing.
Asami took Akihito back to the bedroom and placed him down in the middle of the massive double king size bed. In less than five minutes both men were stripped naked, their bodies both radiating a passionate heat. As Asami gently stroked his hand against Akihito's skin, gliding to his nipples and tweaking them between his fore finger and thumb. He said "By the way those pyjamas belong to Suoh; I think I'll borrow them permanently". His small laugh caused shivers to pass up Akihito's neck. Akihito groaned as Asami's kisses caressed his neck, his tongue glided across with the movement of his lips. Akihito's skin was on fire and his breathing hitched in sheer excitement. Asami's lips found Akihito's and their tongues intertwined as Akihito allowed Asami access. With this Asami knew his young Akihito was going to accept everything he was and so his hand roamed away from Akihito's chest and down to stroke Akihito's cock, using the claws that came to his fingers to gently scrape against Akihito.
Akihito's body lifted into Asami and his voice rang out pleading desperately "Asami...kkha...please...mmhah...enough...I...ah...need...urgh...more!" Akihito panted as his body; along with that of Asami had become coated in a film of sweat. Asami forced apart Akihito's legs as his mouth took the position of his hand as he gave Akihito his oral release. But it still wasn't enough for either of them. Asami's fingers had used Akihito's pre-cum and were gently stretching Akihito in preparation. His fingers slipped into Akihito's puckered virginal anus as his young wild cat, bucked and arched against. Asami couldn't help but marvel at the fact Akihito's body fitted perfectly against him, as though the young photographer was destined to be his. After tonight I will make sure Akihito's world revolves solely around me for the rest of his life thought Asami to himself as he removed his fingers and pushed himself up between Akihito's legs. Akihito sensed the time had come and his body shivered in anticipation, and ready to accept the man whom had seemingly captured him. This is only a means to get rid of this fucking heat. Otherwise I would never be here, I'd be long gone thought Akihito within the confines of the sanctuary of his mind. His breathing hitched as he gasped upon feeling the massive expanse that was Asami's own cock pushing into his body, breaking down the final walls of resistance with just one simple thrust. Akihito strained as his body arched up trying to dislodge Asami unconsciously. But Asami had a firm and bruising grip upon Akihito's hips. With each thrust of the larger man Akihito felt both twinges of pain and immeasurable ecstasy surge through his body, and without knowing the reason why he desired to keep Asami within him. Akihito lifted his legs as Asami sat back and locked his legs behind Asami; keeping them both locked together. Asami leant down and took yet another soul devouring kiss from Akihito's already swollen lips.
It was then Asami rocked Akihito backwards so that Akihito was now on top of Asami's lap. "Aaaaahhh" cried Akihito as his body finally caved to its pleasure and a long rope of cum slicked across both Akihito and Asami's stomachs. "Akihito...ah...this...might...hah...hurt." gasped Asami as he clenched Akihito closer to him and pushed him down, so that he embedded himself deeper within Akihito. "Aaaaahhh...no...it...hurts...stop...please...Asami!" begged Akihito through his ragged breathing. He couldn't stop his legs from clamping Asami harder however his body tried escaping. Asami's vice like grip seared Akihito's hips as he felt his bulbus glandis expand within Akihito, causing the young man to cry out further as he desperately tried to ease his own pain. Asami could do nothing but hold Akihito and whisper softly "It's alright; once you become accustomed to me it won't hurt so much. Hush Akihito it's ok!" Asami softly stroked Akihito, his fingers finding his spotted ears and stroking him, trying to relax him as Akihito cried in pain. His tears flowed down his face and after ten minutes Asami release deep within Akihito, the boy's body twitched and he leaned backwards as he felt the warmth from Asami's cum flooding deep within him.
Akihito collapsed against Asami feeling completely drained. The pain had indeed lessened but he could still feel Asami was lodged within him, but his exhaustion took control and he soon slipped against the strong muscled body that gently lowered him onto his back once more. Asami looked down upon his young partner and decided there and then he would never let Akihito go. Asami saw beneath the sweat covering Akihito the shimmering black circles that showed his true nature and knew he would be the only one to ever see those beautiful black adornments. The patches of spots spread up both of Akihito's sides and down his arms. Asami gently unwound Akihito's tail from where it had wound about his leg during their passionate throws of love. His own tail had swept out of his way so Akihito couldn't grab it. Both men were covered in small scratches across their backs and shoulders, whilst Akihito had them also on his side; caused by each other's claws. Asami's lupine ears jutted forward as he listened to his young wildcat's breathing; as he was finally capable of removing himself from within Akihito.
Asami quietly left the room and entered his en-suite bathroom to run a warm bath. Once it had finished he went back into the bedroom and lifted Akihito from the bed and took him into the bath, were he proceeded to bathe both of them. Getting out he dried Akihito first them himself and discarded the dirty towels into the laundry basket in the corner. He returned Akihito to the comfort of the bed, which had been cleaned up by Kirishima and Suoh when they heard the bath being used. Smiling at the trouble he had just caused the two, he gently got into the bed with Akihito, placed the ashtray upon his side and began to smoke a cigarette whilst he silently watched Akihito sleep.
"Let's see which of us will make the first sacrifice, my beloved little wildcat." Asami smiled slyly as he exhaled a thin cloud of smoke into the air. His free hand brushed Akihito's face. The young man smiled as he turned to face against Asami, snuggling against his toned body in comfort.
A/N: well its official – this is the longest chapter I have ever written. I hope everyone likes it and thank you so much to everyone who favourited and followed this new story of mine. Hopefully before this week is out I plan to have an update for "If Only We Had Listened To Each Other".
