Chapter 10

In and out. In and out. Asami keeps thrusting into his boy making Akihito groan at the slow pace. Somewhere along the night, Akihito found himself tied to the bed. Leather strings securing his wrist together while the other end was tied to the bed. Since when was there a ring on the middle of the bed? And where did Asami go get the stupid leather? More important how is he still conscious?

Asami has been pounding into Akihito for so long the boy can no longer understand simple sentences. The only thing that makes sense is Asami's hands, tongue and cock. His ass is numb so pain can no longer be felt. Another leather string is wrapped around his own cock base. How it got there and why, Akihito has no idea but it seems to prevent him from cumming to much. Or at all. Akihito faintly remember Asami stopping and feed him some fruit before he proceed to lick his body clean.

A shiver travels over his body and Akihito pushes his hips against Asami's, his head rolling back to rest on the older man's shoulder. Akihito is currently on his knees half sitting on Asami's lap, half standing. The boy does not know exactly. He only know he wants to cum. His balls, cock and lower stomach hurt.

"What is wrong Akihito?" Asami gives a powerful thrust letting his cock bury deep inside his boy's hole. "You seem to be in pain."

Akihito whimpers trying to move his hips but Asami is faster and his hands grab the boy's hips to stop any movement.

"Asami...!" A chuckle vibrates on the chest pressed against his back "It hurts... I want to cum..." Another chuckle vibrates from Asami chest making Akihito whine "Asami!"

At his boy's cute whine Asami undoes the string connecting the leather around Akihito's wrist to the bed. He moves so his back is against the bedhead with Akihito still on his lap and his cock buried deep inside his boy's ass. Akihito moans as the movements make Asami's cock rub against his prostate but sighs contently when he feel how full his insides feel.

That is a feeling Akihito can get used to. Even if the process is kind of embarrassing and painful.

Asami's hand runs down his boy's chest to his hips. Akihito gets comfortable by kneeling. The older male watches as Akihito moves carefully as if afraid that Asami's cock will slip out of his ass. Once Akihito is comfortable, he sits back resting his back against Asami's chest, his head falls back to the man's shoulder.

"Akihito, if you want to cum you will have to do it yourself." A cute pout graces Akihito's lips while his eyes land on his own tied up cock. With a chuckle Asami reaches over and undoes the leather string. A sigh of relief is heard. "Move your ass."

Looking back, Akihito eyes Asami not understanding what the man wants. A grin grows on Asami's face and Akihito knows he is about to embarrass himself.

"Learn forward and place your hands in front of you, them ride me."

The simple explanation made his pink face grow red. Akihito has ride Asami before. Two times if his memory is correct. It felt pretty good but Asami would have to take action after a while because Akihito would lose all coordination of his members.

A slap lands on his tight making the boy moan more than yelp. The desire to cum increasing. Damning Asami in his mind, Akihito places his hands in front of him and between Asami's legs. His upper body leaning forward. Akihito looks back just to find Asami looking down at his ass. Well, more to his own cock buried in Akihito's ass.

If Akihito was in his right mind, he would find funny that a man like Asami loved to stare while his cock worked his boy's ass. But because cumming was what was filling Akihito's mind, the boy moves his hips. The first thrusts an experiment to see how he liked it more. A minute later Akihito is impaling himself on Asami's cock not caring for the moans and little screams leaving his mouth.

A hand wraps around his cock pounding it in a tight fist. Akihito can feel Asami move his hips slightly. Sooner than he thought, Akihito screams as once more he cums. The hand on his cock carefully keeps moving milking the rest of his cum while Asami gives a powerful thrust and empties himself inside his boy.

Akihito falls forward when his arms give up. Both stay in their positions trying to catch their breathe. Asami runs his hand over his boy's lower back gaining a whimper and a shiver from Akihito.

"Lets take a bath before we get some sleep."

The only answer he gets is a tired groan that makes Asami chuckle before pulling out of Akihito. Taking pity on his boy, Asami scoops Akihito into his arms and carries him to the bathroom.

-VF-

There is a reason why Kirishima is Asami's bodyguard and secretary. The man knows what is needed before he is told. It also helps that Kirishima is an intelligent and observant person. That is why when Asami showed at his office later the next day, a file with the information on the man who had approached him sat patiently on his desk. Kirishima being the forever loyal man he is stands beside his boss as Asami reads the files.

"Hitomy Dante..." Asami keeps reading with a frown "...orphan and from South Africa... military..."

The information was not easy to get. Kirishima had to pull some favors and mention Asami's name a few times. There is not much to know about the man. Asami reads some more before closing the files.

"Clearly Hitomy Dante is not his real name. From South Africa, well he does have the looks. Yet I think he is a European descendent." Kirishima frowns trying to understand what his boss is thinking. "A person with military training would be very useful for what they were doing. Especially if something bad came up."

"He may be the one behind what happened to the facility..." silence graces the room for a few minutes as both men process the information and options. "It still does not explain why they let the brat behind."

Asami hums gently while reaching for the other file containing information on the experiments and Akihito. Both men looks over the files one more time adding information they find relevant. Kirishima points out at a time they should ask Akihito some questions but Asami refused the idea.

Something is missing. Something essential to the puzzle. It is clear whoever conducted and/or supported the experiments have been following Akihito's every move. Asami eyes the date of the fire on the facility. He found Akihito more or less two months later.

Why let the boy live on the streets? Why not take him back and finish or sell him. The man did say Akihito is very wanted. And Asami also remembers his boy telling him about a man who used to visit him. His future buyer. And why come to Asami with pointless conversation about him buying Akihito?

It does not make sense.

The phone rings and Kirishima answers right away. His voice is professional and distant. A frown takes over his face as the secretary eyes his boss. After a few words, Kirishima holds the phone to Asami who eyes him but takes the phone anyway.

"Asami."

"He is very sexy. Polite too. Did you taught him not to talk to strangers?"

A dark grins graces Asami's face as the calculate but happy voice fills his ears. It took a little more time than Asami was expecting. But he is not disappointed.

"So you have met, Akihito." It is a statement. "He is perfect is he not?"

The person on the other side chuckles lightly. A sound of someone screaming echoes on the phone but Asami pays it no mind.

"Perfect? Has the Asami Ryuichi finally fallen for a piece of ass?" this time the other person laughs. "Everyone is surprised, really. Word goes around that you rescued him from the streets, took him home, fed him and converted him in your personal toy."

"It seems they were wrong then." Asami chuckles "About the 'personal toy' that is."

There is a long silent from the other side. Asami can hear a soft breathing before another scream echoes. Whoever is being tortured just got their dose doubled. The call ends after the other side groans. Asami chuckles before handing the phone to Kirishima.

"So, they are on?" Kirishima asks while organizing the files.

"They are very much on." Asami face grows serious again. "Dante is not the boss. Someone bigger is behind all this. Find who."

With a bow and a 'Yes, sir' Kirishima walks out of the office, silently closing the door behind him. Asami opens the files about Dante. He once more reads the little information. With a sigh, Asami closes the files and puts it together with the others. Akihito is proving to be more complicated than he thought.

-VF-

Kou made his mission to tease Akihito about the 'fancy collar'. The young boy does not mind, in fact Akihito caught himself smiling more than one time as Kou rambled about his 'sexy older lover'. If only the other boy knew who the 'sexy older lover' really is. But it amused the boy to listen to his friends make speculations and being sad when Akihito says they will never meet his lover.

"At least someone is happy. I have no idea what I am doing." Kou leans his head on the table with a sigh. "I also want a rich lover to get all the things I want."

"Ne, Akihito, how did that project went?"

"Good. Hana-chan and me were one of the best. The teacher was really happy and even considered using it in the future as reference."

Takato grins placing a hand on his friend shoulder praising the boy for a job well done. Deep down Akihito wants Asami to do the same. But he knows the man will never truly care. It is a shame.

"Well, excuse me but I need to use the bathroom."

Takato laughs as Kou makes a disgusted face.

"Ne, Akihito, no one needs to know, just go!"

Akihito laughs too waving his hand while walking to the bathroom, he stops a waitress to ask for more snacks before making his way. He opens the door and goes about his business, taking his time on washing his hands. A woman walks in the bathroom making Akihito blush.

"You... got in the wrong... bathroom."

The woman looks at Akihito letting her soft black eyes travel over his body. The boy only blushes more and, mumbling an 'excuse me', walks out of the bathroom. Why would an elegant woman walk into the men bathroom? And why was she looking at him like that?

Shaking his head, Akihito walks to his friends seeing the delicious food. Akihito tries not to droll as he sits down and starts to eat. Takato and Kou are talking about their last party as college students. Unlike Akihito, the two boy are finishing their studies this year. He is not jealous but Akihito sure is going to miss this two.

"Hey, why don't you come too, Akihito?"

The boy looks up from his food eying Kou as if the other boy was crazy.

"I hate parties."

It is not a lie. Akihito always hates the parties Asami insists on taking him. Although, the boy doubts the party Kou and Takato are talking about is very different. Still, he hates it. Kou and Takato look at him with wide eyes but Akihito only keeps eating.

And there is no point in going to a party and have fun. He is a normal person. Akihito knows that very well. And even more with them near by. The boy lets out a sigh eying the food. When will he find peace?

-VF-

Music play low on the penthouse making company to Akihito who is seeing some picture he took on the afternoon with Kou and Takato. On the coffee table rests the ones from the time Asami took him to the old cemetery. Akihito eyes them while biting his finger. That day he saw a side of Asami he never thought the man had. On that day, Akihito found himself wishing to say by the man's side. Only, Asami would never keep Akihito. The boy looks at one picture of Asami. It is his favorite. The older man was looking at the old, abandoned temper, the wind messing with his black hair. Akihito could not resist. The vision of Asami in casual clothes makes Akihito wounder how it would be like if they had met in normal circumstances.

Akihito is sure Asami would never look twice his way.

With that grows questions like: what would his life be? His parents, would they be nice people? Supportive of their son decisions or total jerks? Would he have friends like Takato and Kou? Would he live in Tokyo?

The knowledge that those question will never have an answer makes Akihito want to cry. His parents. What are they like? Where are they and why did they not want him?

The front door opens breaking Akihito from his depressing thoughts. Asami walks into the living room, jacket over his arm. Their eyes meet and Akihito blushes deeply. Asami chuckles making his way to the bedroom. Akihito pouts and resumes selecting some picture to put on a frame. In a movie he saw there were many pictures on the house and Akihito found it nice, warming. So he made his mission to turn Asami's house in a home. Even for a while. The older man said many times he does not care, for Akihito to do as he likes.

A hand lands on his head ruffling his hair. Akihito groans and turns to glare at Asami.

"Bastard! Stop it." Akihito proceeds to runs his hands over his hair messing it up even more. Asami warns him about the language but the boy ignores it as always but that sweet blush still appears. "Ne, you came early so it will be a while for dinner."

Asami sits on the couch opening the files in his hands. Akihito looks from the pictures to the man. As usual, Asami is in his rob, a glass of whiskey in one hand while reading boring stuff. Sometimes it feels as if it does not matter if Akihito is here or not.

"Akihito." The younger boy looks at Asami briefly while placing a picture on his tight. "You can order something if you like."

The boy makes a face, Akihito hates ordered food, even if it comes from the most expensive restaurants. It might be delicious but Akihito actually enjoys cooking. At first it was weird mixing all of those ingredients but once he started to try on his own will, cooking became simple. Relaxing, even.

"No, I will make dinner, just give me a few minutes to short these pictures."

Silence falls on the room aside the soft music still playing. From time to time, Asami eyes his boy. He was expecting Akihito to be more fearful. To show concern and worry. Yet the boy is relaxed, as if nothing happened.

Is this the way you deal with your feelings back then? What did you think when you were all alone on that cell?

Asami returns his attention to the files in his hands. After a few minutes, Akihito stands and makes his way to the kitchen. Soon the smell of food fills the house. Asami's phone vibrates and the man grabs it to read the message from Kirishima.

'They are on the move.'