Akihito's slender frame trembled in his arms. Asami tightened his hold on Akihito as he swept him up into his arms and made his way to Akihito's bedroom. When he had broken into Akihito's apartment, he never expected to see Akihito so wantonly displayed chanting his name. As he laid his precious cargo gently on the bed, Asami was surprised to see tears pooling in Akihito's eyes.

'What's the matter?' Asami asked as he gently cradled Akihito's face in his hands. 'Don't you want this?'

'I do' Akihito said, 'I just can't believe that this is happening right now. After I left you, I thought that I blew my chance with you. Now, you're here and I can't believe that you saw me doing that.'

Asami chuckled at Akihito's mortified expression that immediately turned into a pout at Asami's laughter. Relieved, Asami laid down and pulled Akihito into his arms.

'You doing that was the hottest thing I ever seen.' Looking at Akihito blush at his words was quickly becoming his favorite past time. 'Nothing that you do will ever make me leave you, even if you betray me, I'll hunt you to the ends of the abyss. You're mine Akihito; you just need to accept that.'

Akihito shivered in his arms, but his gaze never wavered from Asami's. Not many men, could do that, meet his eyes and hold his gaze without backing down.

'What if I don't want to be yours? What are you going to do then?'

Asami smirked, looking at the defiant fire in Akihito's eyes. 'I'll make it so that so no matter where you run, or fly to, the only place you'll have to return to is by my side.'

Before, Akihito could say anything more. Asami pulled him into a kiss. At first, all he wanted was to distract the boy with a kiss that would leave his mind blank. However, once Asami got a taste of those soft lips he realized that this was their second kiss.

As he pulled away from Akihito, the boy moaned softly and instinctively rolled further onto his body seeking his lips again. This time Asami leaned in, intent to savor the taste of Akihito. He gently ran his tongue across the plump, soft lips. Wanting more, he pulled the plump lower lip into his mouth, alternating between licking and nibbling.

Akihito mewled and tried to capture Asami's mouth, Asami chuckled and backed away; 'Aaasammii' Akihito pleaded frustrated at being thwarted of Asami's kiss. Pleased, Asami pulled him in closer; this time he placed gentle kisses on Akihito's lips, when finally he slipped his tongue in Akihito's eager mouth. Everything seemed to stop.

The boy's mouth was the sweetest thing that Asami has ever tasted. Akihito's kiss was just like the boy himself. He met Asami's tongue with his own; open, sweet, passionate and like an equal. Akihito's tongue matched his stroke for stroke. Giving and taking his pleasure as he drove Asami to sweet ecstasy.

Asami was so lost in the sweet kiss, that he had not realized that Akihito had undone the buttons of his shirt, until he felt the shy tentative touch of the photographers hand on his chest.

Surprised at his sudden initiative, Asami broke the kiss to look at Akihito. The photographer looked positively ravished with his pupils blown wide and his lips red and shiny from kissing. Akihito leaned down and placed a gently kiss on Asami's lips, as he continued to tentatively stroke Asami's chest.

Asami became aware of the throbbing ache in his pants at the boys tender ministrations. He wanted nothing more than to flip the photographer over and ruthlessly take him, repeatedly until he was satisfied, as he had planned to do earlier.

However, with Akihito touching him and placing his first tender kisses all over his chest as he explored for the first time, Asami decided to wait. For the first time, he wanted to ignore his own animalistic urges and make love for the first time ever with a virginal Akihito.

Asami growled deeply as Akihito tentatively touched his straining erection through his pants. He quickly grabbed the boy's hand and rolled him over until he had him pinned under him. 'I think that's enough for now kitten.'

'What? Why? Am I not doing it right? Akihito asked his face showing confusion and hurt.

'Akihito …'

'No, its fine,' the boy said as he tried to free his hands and move out from under Asami. 'I know you're used to experienced partners and it's my first time, plus all I can do is kiss, of course your disappointed, I don't even know how to touch you.'

Akihito turned his face away; he did not want to the see the disappointment or hear the lie from Asami, that his skill was good enough. 'Can you just let me up now, I promise no hard feelings.'

Akihito heard Asami sigh above him. That sound alone was all the confirmation he needed to prove what he had just said was true.

Suddenly, Asami yanked his hand downward and wrapped his fingers around Asami's very erect, large, throbbing hard penis. Akihito was shocked; he immediately turned his head to look at Asami. He looked like a predator about to pounce on his prey. Akihito felt the dick in hand jump and he instinctively tightened his hold on it.

Asami swore when he did that, and then with some effort removed Akihito's hand from his throbbing member.

'Did that feel like disappointment Akihito or that I don't want you?' Shocked, Akihito shook his head. Looking at the shocked expression, he continued. 'Do you know, how hard it is to stop right now and not bury myself balls deep into you? I came here to fuck you Akihito'

'Then why are we stopping?' asked Akihito as he blushed deeply

Taking a deep breath to control himself, Asami moved off Akihito. The boy was making this hard for him. He pulled his shirt off and started to dress Akihito in it. Once clothed in his shirt, Asami got in the bed; pulled the photographer to him and drew the covers around them.

'Asami'

'I didn't forget your question, Akihito' Asami pulled the boy closer to him and breathed in his scent. 'We are stopping because I don't want to fuck you.' Asami felt the boy's body stiffen against him, sure that Akihito had misunderstood again, he hurriedly continued. 'I want to make love to you Akihito, you deserve that and so much more.'

'Sleep now and when you wake up, I'll be here.'

Akihito was sure his heart was about to burst. Asami wanted to make love to him. If this wasn't a confirmation that the man wanted a relationship; he would dance through the streets naked. Akihito wanted to jump out of bed and do a happy dance, his first real relationship.

He never thought that it would happen like this, he could not wait to tell Kou, Takato and his father. The thought of his father instantly sobered up his happiness. No, he wouldn't tell his father, he and Asami might not even last and telling his father prematurely was only asking for trouble.

He would tell Kou and Takato, which would mean having to tell them that he had fallen for a man. What if they told him that they didn't approve? No, no they would not,would they? Oh god, what if he lost his best friends over this?

Akihito sighed and snuggled closer to a sleeping Asami. He couldn't think about these things tonight. Even if everything went to shit later, for tonight, he would be happy. Shutting of his random thoughts Akihito settled into Asami's arms content to be held and drifted off to sleep.

Akihito moaned; he was having the most delicious dream. His body was warm and tingling, his skin felt alive. Every cell in his body was awake and working. He felt that a sexy, hot octopus was caressing him; the octopus was everywhere, wrapped around him. It tentacles were sucking on his neck, twisting his nipples, caressing his chest, entwining itself around his legs and inserting itself between his legs.

The octopus slid its warm, slippery, hard tentacle under his balls, until it slid along the underside of his rapidly hardening penis. His penis and the tentacle were engulfed in a larger slick tentacle that began slow steady strokes.

Akihito couldn't help it, the octopus was driving him crazy, he couldn't stop his hips from thrusting into the tentacle and grinding back on the hard body of the octopus. The slick wet noise of his arousal being stroked filled his senses, along with the feel of his penis being expertly manipulated. The tentacle would stroke along his shaft, seeming to learn from the noises Akihito made when it felt good. It seemed to know that the head and underside of his penis was especially sensitive.

Akihito suddenly felt the octopus tighten around him, thrusting harder and stroking faster around his shaft. He was being overwhelmed with sensation. He could hear and feel the octopus panting and growling behind. He tried to stay in the dream but his body was working against him.

Akihito came awake, the octopus was Asami and he was rapidly bringing Akihito to orgasm. Akihito tightened his legs around Asami's penis and thrust as hard as he could into Asami's hand. Akihito needed to cum badly, he could feel his orgasm building and teetering just at the edge, he just needed something.

'Asami – I need …'

Asami tightened his hold on their straining erections.

'Come Akihito' he commanded.

That was all Akihito needed, to fall over the edge. With a final thrust, he arched his back and came, he could feel Asami coming along with him. He opened his eyes to see their combined pleasure painting his sheets with the evidence of their passion.

Akihito chuckled and rolled over to face Asami. 'Good morning to you too, that was one hell of a wake-up.'

Asami smirked. 'Glad you enjoyed it.' Asami leaned in and gave a quick kiss on Akihito lips. 'Come on, we have just enough time to shower, return to the penthouse and head to Sion for my meetings.'

Akihito groaned, but dutifully got up and followed Asami muscular behind into his shower.