A/N: We are moving house tomorrow and will have no internet barring mobile data for a bit so I will most likely disappear for a bit again but I will be around on FB/Tumblr if anyone wants to sat hi ^^
Whatever he had expected, it was not to be held down and kissed senseless by the brooding singer. By the tame they parted, Akihito had been manhandled around until he was straddling Asami's lap and he was out of breath. His lips felt puffy and slick as he stared down into molten golden eyes dazedly.
"You taste just as sweet as you look," Asami purred, a dark grin tugging at his lips.
That was the first thing he says to Akihito all night? The other man didn't give him a chance to protest though as he pulled him forward again to reclaim his lips. Automatically, his arms wound back around the singer's shoulders and his hands carded through his silky hair. What on earth was going on? Was this real? It felt so good, too good to be real, surely.
Yet the body underneath his was firm and warm.
The entire night had been one crazy whirlwind of events but this really topped it off.
Akihito moved his hand to push at Asami's chest, breaking free from the kiss with a gasp. The firmness under his hand distracted him and the other man used the moment to stand up with Akihito in his arms, legs around his waist.
"Whoa!" he gasped in surprise at the action then flushed bright red as a sultry voice whispered in his ear.
"Let's take this somewhere else, shall we?"
"Wait!" Akihito squeaked out as they crossed the room in long strides to exit the hotel room. A few amused glances were cast their way but no one seemed the least bit surprised about Akihito's abduction. Asami didn't slow, instead he continued to manoeuvre his way to the adjacent penthouse suite. "Put me down!"
"Why?" the singer questioned as they slipped into the darkened lounge. "You feel so good against me."
"You haven't spoken to me all evening and in lieu of conversation, you jump me?!"
That did make Asami pause. "You haven't said no."
"That's not the point!" he exclaimed as he tried to wriggle free. Asami clutched him tight until they were shut away in a large bedroom. "What kind of caveman are you? You didn't say a single thing to me all night then kissed me and dragged me back off to your lair. You were staring enough to freak me out."
"I was thinking of all the ways I wanted to eat you up," he confessed without an ounce of shame. Akihito could only gape at him in response. "Let me introduce myself in the most honest way then, as I explore all the ways to make you cry out my name."
"You sure are a smooth talker now, aren't you?" he muttered. Heat suffused through his body at the deep voice and blatant want in the other's eyes. "I prefer relationships to one-night stands, more of a connection and all that."
"But we have connected," Asami replied as he crowded Akihito back against a wall with the bulk of his body. "You've already connected to me through my music, in a way that most people never understand. You saw right through the flashy part of my song, right into the very core. All that's left is for me to connect with you."
Understanding came to Akihito in a flash and he stared up at the other man with wide, questioning eyes. Even in the dim light of the hotel room with only the moonlight streaming in, he could see the truth of the others words in his golden eyes. It melted away all of his hesitance and he relaxed, allowing the heat swirling through him free reign. Asami pressed closer still, their bodies touching intimately at every point and attraction sizzled in the air around them.
"I'll give you this last chance to say no and walk away unmolested."
Bringing his hands up to cup the others face, Akihito traced his thumbs along the high cheekbones before pulling the singer in for a lingering kiss. This one had all the heat of the previous but was sweeter, more innocent. It held feelings of interest and curiosity rather than just lust. It gave Asami pause, his body tense until Akihito pulled away to stare up at him with wide eyes and puffy over-kissed lips.
That was all it took before he picked up his prize and carried him to the bed. Akihito bounced as his back hit the bed then Asami was swarming over him, pinning him in place. There was something wild in his expression, like the beast lurking under the surface had finally been released. It was thrilling in its dark intensity but even more so when it seemed to calm when Akihito gently coaxed the other forward. Their limbs tangled together as their kisses turned even more urgent and bruising, hands scrabbling at clothing that should have been removed earlier.
Akihito wasn't one for wild trysts or one-off evenings of pleasure but even in his deepest relationship, he had never felt this level of need. He wanted to know the other man desperately, wanted to have him so close that he didn't know where one person began and the other ended. There was no awkward giggles or shy glances, no soft nothings and no discussion of what they wanted to do. Just the heat of their burning desire as hands and mouths explored warm skin.
Their clothes weren't even fully off when a large hand found his straining cock and slipped under his underwear to stroke the hardness. Asami pulled back to stare into his eyes and Akihito gasped and writhed in pleasure under his hand. Their noses were almost touching and they shared the same breath in a moment of surprising intimacy. His hands scrabbled for purchase across Asami's wide shoulders then he was arching off the bed, a gasping cry leaving his lips as he came.
They stayed locked in that moment as Akihito slowly regained the ability to breathe only for it to be taken away by the bruising crush of Asami sealing his lips with his own once again. The intensity of it reminded him that they were far from done yet.