Confessions of a Playboy's Bunny
By: Nikol
Disclaimer: I don't own Weiß. I just like making florists-assassins do my literary bidding. Please do not sue me...
Spoilers: None I can think of as of now... if there are any I will note them when they appear
Pairing: YohjixKen
Rating: PG-13
Author Note: I know. I know. I honestly didn't expect to have THAT big to a break between parts, I feel bad. But I have been having a few issues, namely school has started up again and my own computer is out of commission now. But I do have more of the story now. Hopefully it was worth the wait everyone. and now I'll be quiet.
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Chapter 1
If Aya had the corner on glaring than brooding could go to Ken. Unlike Yohji, he wouldn't complain, and he was sometimes unable to suck it up and grin like Omi had mastered. However Ken, if he did not like part of a mission, would still do it but would have an air of dislike that floated around him. And such was the case now.
In full bunny regalia Ken sat in the back seat of the black rented car. With a slight pout he looked out the window at the city passing them by. He really did not want to face Yohji who sat next to him or Omi who was playing the roll of the their chauffeur. So he sat, armed crossed over his chest, knees slightly pulled up and a barely there sulk.
"Why do we have to do this again?" Yohji inquired as he played with a cigarette between his fingers. "I had to cancel two real dates to go on this fake one with Kenken."
"Because I so wanted to go on a date with you." Ken shot back doing his best to glare at Yohji's reflection in the glass.
"Oh Ken, really? Well gee, if you have told me sooner I could have taken you to the ice cream social." Yohji mocked.
"We are doing this," Omi stated over his two passengers and answering the original question, "because the target is using drug money to finance a male prostitution ring with all of the working being just barely legal and all were kidnapped."
"Then why do we - and by 'we' I mean 'me'- have to dress like this?" Ken asked swatting away Yohji's hand with was trying to play with his ears.
"It's a pet party Ken. Wealthy mean bring their 'pets' to show to other men. And tonight you are my personal bunny. If you stayed for the rest of the mission you'd know this is the only place the target goes without his body-guards." Yohji informed Ken.
With a heavy sigh and a roll of the eyes Ken frowned as he sat against the back of the seat. There were many things he did not like about this mission. First and foremost was his outfit. No man should ever have to wear a bunny suit like this one. Next was the fact he felt naked due to the lack of being equipped with anything. He was unable to have any of his weapons or a communicator; it was as if he was going into a soccer game literally naked.
Which brought up the third point: his life today was in Yohji's hands. The still had his watch and a communicator. And it was not like Ken did not trust him; it was he didn't like relying on someone else. And finally Ken was not too keen on the idea of having to play Yohji's lover. He knew this could start a string of teasing that would never end. Ken was already picked on for his lack of dates, but now he was never going to hear the end of how his last date was as the sex pet of Kudou Yohji.
Turning his attention back to the window Ken had noticed at some point they had left the city fir some area of hotel sized houses spread far apart. The whole area has a feeling of being very distant from the rest of the world while still looking like a cutting edge fixation on the land. It was almost surreal. Ken watched as their drive turned down what looked to be an abandoned road. There was nothing around them, the road was unpaved and unlit and if felt as if the road would lead them to nowhere.
Yet after a few minutes a light started to emerge from the horizon. Wide- eyed Ken leaned over the front seat to get a better look. The building appeared to take up the space of three city blocks. Every window was lit and silhouettes of people moved within them.
"Is that where---?" Ken started to ask
"Bombay you know where the systems are?" Yohji asked, not as the playboy but as Balinese.
"Don't worry about me. Just keep an eye on the target and inform Abyssinian of his location on my signal. Omi responded as he reached over to a cap sitting on the empty passenger seat.
"No listen Kenken," Yohji started to explain in a voice that was barely a whisper. "These people think we're sleeping together and we have to keep that image up. Do not leave my side unless I instruct you to. Do exactly as I say. I promise not to tease you since this is not your choice."
"Thank you" Ken sighed staring right into Yohji's eyes, relieved that this would not haunt him. If there was one thing about Yohji you could depend on was his word. When he said he was going to do something he would keep his word.
"Now straddle me, kiss me and make it look real."
"What!? NO!"
"Ken-kun do it. We're coming up to the gate and we need to act like this is more." Omi attempted to comfort.
"And it's not like I look forward to kissing you Ken. It has never been high on my list."
"Gee thanks."
"Fine you don't want to straddle me than don't." Yohji nearly hissed as he pushed Ken's back down against the seat and roughly kisses him.
It wasn't Ken's first kiss from a man and by the way Yohji's tongue ran across Ken's lip it was easy to say it was not the blonde's first either. Yohji seemed to be fighting for entrance into Ken's mouth, trying to part the tightly closed lips with his own. His hands locked around the other man's wrists, keeping them above his head so that Ken could not fight him. Feeling slightly uncomfortable Yohji was the one to climb on top of Ken, this hips touching as Yohji's kiss won it's battle and made it into the cavern that was the brunet's mouth.
Though he was not kissing back, Ken did not lay dormant to Yohji's actions. He struggled under the blond trying to use his whole body to push his attacker off. When his fingers tried to dig into Yohji's skin the blonde's fingers interlaced with Ken's. The feeling of the other's man tongue running against his own, trying to entice it caused a bit of panic to run though Ken's body. Of course Yohji wanted to make what they were doing look real but the way that he kissed the soccer player that made Ken think that their could be more if it was someone else.
"Sir, we're here." Omi's voice informed Ken and Yohji's
Pushing up from Ken, Yohji looked down at the confused boy. With a cocky smile only Ken could see Yohji said thank you before sitting up and fixing his appearance. Using the back of the seat as a support Ken too pulled himself up and placed his ears back on.
A butler dressed only in a black thong and a bow tie came to either side of the car and opened the doors for Ken and Yohji. The older man nodded to his pet to climb out and when he did there was a shock. First his body was surprised by the cold air and second by the other guests of this party. Any complaint he had before about his outfit had to be put a side. If anything he was over-dressed for his part. Many of the couples coming in and out had one man dressed in the same manner as Yohji and another male in some from of an animal costume, most on leashes. There were no women present.
In a smooth motion Ken felt an arm slip around his waist. "Ready lover?" Yohji asked in a husky voice as he led Ken up the stairs. This was going to be an interesting mission.
To Be Continued...
Disclaimer: I don't own Weiß. I just like making florists-assassins do my literary bidding. Please do not sue me...
Spoilers: None I can think of as of now... if there are any I will note them when they appear
Pairing: YohjixKen
Rating: PG-13
Author Note: I know. I know. I honestly didn't expect to have THAT big to a break between parts, I feel bad. But I have been having a few issues, namely school has started up again and my own computer is out of commission now. But I do have more of the story now. Hopefully it was worth the wait everyone. and now I'll be quiet.
*~*~*~*~
Chapter 1
If Aya had the corner on glaring than brooding could go to Ken. Unlike Yohji, he wouldn't complain, and he was sometimes unable to suck it up and grin like Omi had mastered. However Ken, if he did not like part of a mission, would still do it but would have an air of dislike that floated around him. And such was the case now.
In full bunny regalia Ken sat in the back seat of the black rented car. With a slight pout he looked out the window at the city passing them by. He really did not want to face Yohji who sat next to him or Omi who was playing the roll of the their chauffeur. So he sat, armed crossed over his chest, knees slightly pulled up and a barely there sulk.
"Why do we have to do this again?" Yohji inquired as he played with a cigarette between his fingers. "I had to cancel two real dates to go on this fake one with Kenken."
"Because I so wanted to go on a date with you." Ken shot back doing his best to glare at Yohji's reflection in the glass.
"Oh Ken, really? Well gee, if you have told me sooner I could have taken you to the ice cream social." Yohji mocked.
"We are doing this," Omi stated over his two passengers and answering the original question, "because the target is using drug money to finance a male prostitution ring with all of the working being just barely legal and all were kidnapped."
"Then why do we - and by 'we' I mean 'me'- have to dress like this?" Ken asked swatting away Yohji's hand with was trying to play with his ears.
"It's a pet party Ken. Wealthy mean bring their 'pets' to show to other men. And tonight you are my personal bunny. If you stayed for the rest of the mission you'd know this is the only place the target goes without his body-guards." Yohji informed Ken.
With a heavy sigh and a roll of the eyes Ken frowned as he sat against the back of the seat. There were many things he did not like about this mission. First and foremost was his outfit. No man should ever have to wear a bunny suit like this one. Next was the fact he felt naked due to the lack of being equipped with anything. He was unable to have any of his weapons or a communicator; it was as if he was going into a soccer game literally naked.
Which brought up the third point: his life today was in Yohji's hands. The still had his watch and a communicator. And it was not like Ken did not trust him; it was he didn't like relying on someone else. And finally Ken was not too keen on the idea of having to play Yohji's lover. He knew this could start a string of teasing that would never end. Ken was already picked on for his lack of dates, but now he was never going to hear the end of how his last date was as the sex pet of Kudou Yohji.
Turning his attention back to the window Ken had noticed at some point they had left the city fir some area of hotel sized houses spread far apart. The whole area has a feeling of being very distant from the rest of the world while still looking like a cutting edge fixation on the land. It was almost surreal. Ken watched as their drive turned down what looked to be an abandoned road. There was nothing around them, the road was unpaved and unlit and if felt as if the road would lead them to nowhere.
Yet after a few minutes a light started to emerge from the horizon. Wide- eyed Ken leaned over the front seat to get a better look. The building appeared to take up the space of three city blocks. Every window was lit and silhouettes of people moved within them.
"Is that where---?" Ken started to ask
"Bombay you know where the systems are?" Yohji asked, not as the playboy but as Balinese.
"Don't worry about me. Just keep an eye on the target and inform Abyssinian of his location on my signal. Omi responded as he reached over to a cap sitting on the empty passenger seat.
"No listen Kenken," Yohji started to explain in a voice that was barely a whisper. "These people think we're sleeping together and we have to keep that image up. Do not leave my side unless I instruct you to. Do exactly as I say. I promise not to tease you since this is not your choice."
"Thank you" Ken sighed staring right into Yohji's eyes, relieved that this would not haunt him. If there was one thing about Yohji you could depend on was his word. When he said he was going to do something he would keep his word.
"Now straddle me, kiss me and make it look real."
"What!? NO!"
"Ken-kun do it. We're coming up to the gate and we need to act like this is more." Omi attempted to comfort.
"And it's not like I look forward to kissing you Ken. It has never been high on my list."
"Gee thanks."
"Fine you don't want to straddle me than don't." Yohji nearly hissed as he pushed Ken's back down against the seat and roughly kisses him.
It wasn't Ken's first kiss from a man and by the way Yohji's tongue ran across Ken's lip it was easy to say it was not the blonde's first either. Yohji seemed to be fighting for entrance into Ken's mouth, trying to part the tightly closed lips with his own. His hands locked around the other man's wrists, keeping them above his head so that Ken could not fight him. Feeling slightly uncomfortable Yohji was the one to climb on top of Ken, this hips touching as Yohji's kiss won it's battle and made it into the cavern that was the brunet's mouth.
Though he was not kissing back, Ken did not lay dormant to Yohji's actions. He struggled under the blond trying to use his whole body to push his attacker off. When his fingers tried to dig into Yohji's skin the blonde's fingers interlaced with Ken's. The feeling of the other's man tongue running against his own, trying to entice it caused a bit of panic to run though Ken's body. Of course Yohji wanted to make what they were doing look real but the way that he kissed the soccer player that made Ken think that their could be more if it was someone else.
"Sir, we're here." Omi's voice informed Ken and Yohji's
Pushing up from Ken, Yohji looked down at the confused boy. With a cocky smile only Ken could see Yohji said thank you before sitting up and fixing his appearance. Using the back of the seat as a support Ken too pulled himself up and placed his ears back on.
A butler dressed only in a black thong and a bow tie came to either side of the car and opened the doors for Ken and Yohji. The older man nodded to his pet to climb out and when he did there was a shock. First his body was surprised by the cold air and second by the other guests of this party. Any complaint he had before about his outfit had to be put a side. If anything he was over-dressed for his part. Many of the couples coming in and out had one man dressed in the same manner as Yohji and another male in some from of an animal costume, most on leashes. There were no women present.
In a smooth motion Ken felt an arm slip around his waist. "Ready lover?" Yohji asked in a husky voice as he led Ken up the stairs. This was going to be an interesting mission.
To Be Continued...