Beneath the Dark Night
By SMYGO4EVA
He was there to serve him, to serve Ainosuke.
Tadashi knew that all too well, and under the cover of night, he was more than just Ainosuke's secretary.
They shared everything, they kept secrets, ones they would carry to the grave, and they held a bond that could never be broken.
Ainosuke dressed in his Adam regalia, a bright white mask over his sharp eyes, his teeth like fangs, and his body seated upon his desk chair.
He was ready and waiting, and his Servant more than willing to satisfy him.
Tadashi didn't have to say anything, as he knelt down, right in front of Ainosuke, no, in front of Adam, and he placed both his hands on the other man's thighs.
"Such a good boy." Adam spoke, his voice low and wanting, tilting his head back as Tadashi's hands crept up from his thighs to up his stomach, past the awakening arousal between his legs.
Tadashi swallowed, licking his lips as his hands crawled up Adam's well-built chest. He admitted that he enjoyed being on his hands and knees for his Master, doing precisely as he ordered.
His face tinted pink, he rested his hands on Adam's clavicle, and Adam looked down, his eyes burning with a familiar desire.
Tadashi moved up to meet Adam's sultry gaze, no longer needing to be on his knees, and he knew that there was going to be so much more. He stilled, feeling Adam's gloved hand on the top of his head, and then roving down his neck, and stopping at the small of his back.
"Ai-Master.."
Adam leaned in close, so close that his lips brushed his servant's warm mouth.
"You're doing so well, pup."
Tadashi let out a rasping breath, a twist of heat inside him. "Th-thank you, Master…"
With a wolfish grin, Adam caught Tadashi's lips with his own, pulling him close so that there was nary a space between them, rolling his hips onto his servant's, a muffled groan escaping him.
Tadashi met such a kiss with equal fervor, his hips rolling onto his Master's. Such desire and wanting overwhelmed him, overtook him, his hands holding onto Adam's shoulders tightly. His own stiffness ground onto Adam's eager hardness, and the growing friction was simply delicious.
The only noises he heard were his own thundering pulse and the rough yet gentle affirmations from his Master, Ainosuke, Adam, who were one and the same.
