Truth revealed.
Chapter 7: Sion 10AM
Kirishima's personal phone rang. He didn't recognise the phone number displayed, but answered it any way.
"Akihito here. I will be coming in for a meeting today with your boss, and I should be there around 10 a.m., okay? Also, I'm bringing a friend along, so I thought I'd let you know. And, I did text Asami with the time earlier. So, I'll see you later." The call ended abruptly, and Kirishima was surprised with Akihito's attitude.
Kirishima started to get everything ready for Akihito and company's visit. Asami was actually nervous, which surprised him even more. He had told Kirishima about Akihito letting him hold his hand on the way back to his house, so the possibility was there that not only wouldn't he run again, but he'd listen to Asami, too.
Asami had planned it so that before Akihito arrived, he'd had the experts in question downstairs, ready and waiting to explain how this hoax was carried out. He needed to prove his innocence, then tell Akihito that he was his first, and last, love. He had spent 3 lonely years longing for him. Sometimes it drove him crazy, waiting and wanting Akihito so badly. His old life must have been barren somehow, 'cause this had made him realise that whatever had been missing, Akihito was it.
Akihito finished his call to Kirishima. Putting his phone in his pocket, he started to be nervous. He didn't know what to believe. Asami hadn't spoken about that night once. Akihito's mind wandered. Does he think I'll just forgive and forget? Akihito wanted Asami badly, and it was hard just being near him. Asami's presence could always cloud his mind, but Feilong had convinced him to hear him out, and if what he had to say was just lies, or Asami was trying to play him, he'd know. Once and for all, he'd know. And he'd walk away, never to see him again. It was a good plan, as some kind of closure was what Akihito craved.
Akihito's mind whirled with thoughts of Asami from the other night. When he'd walked him home, he could tell Asami was different, more open in his emotions. Again, was this all part of a game…?
The sound of plane's tires hitting the tarmac pulled him out of his thoughts. Akihito had been waiting on the runway for Feilong's plane to land. As soon as the steps hit the ground, Tao came running towards Akihito, and grabbed him in a big hug.
"You've gotten taller again. Please, stop growing." Tao just laughed.
"Missed you too, nii-san." Akihito loved it when Tao called him 'brother'. Still in Tao's bear-like grip, Akihito looked over at Feilong. He smiled, and once he was free of Tao, Akihito gave Feilong a hug.
"Glad you're here. How are you?" Feilong smiled, happy. Akihito had forgiven him years ago, and he was grateful for a second chance.
"I've missed you too, Aki. I've been doing well." They all got into the waiting limo, and set off, chatting merrily about Tao and school. Akihito told them how he was enjoying becoming a teacher.
"We are meeting Asami at 10 a.m., hope that's okay. I told him I was bring a friend, but kinda forgot to mention who." Feilong laughed at the thought of seeing the look on Asami's face when he saw them together. Akihito realised what Feilong was laughing at, then car was filled with laughter.
Feilong was dressed in a dark blue tailored suit with a single button jacket, and a complimenting partially unbuttoned blue silk shirt. Akihito was stylishly casual in fitted dark blue jeans, with a green silk shirt and an amber brown jacket that hugged him around his hips. They walked right into Sion, side by side. They didn't stop at the receptionist's desk, and as the guards one by one recognized who these men were, all hell broke loose over the security network. As they exited the guest elevator at the top floor, Kirishima was shocked to see Feilong nonchalantly walking ahead of Akihito, like HE owned the building. Both of them looked like they had just strutted off the catwalk.
As Feilong ignored Kirishima and turned towards Asami's office door, he reached back and took hold of Akihito's hand. "You are ready for this, okay." he said, tilting his head down and to the side; he caught Akihito's eyes, then smiled. Akihito nodded and blushed a little from nerves.
Kirishima could only watch them go by, both of them projecting a sense of authority. He blinked, then quickly walked after them as Feilong opened the office door and they both strode in unannounced. Oh, he HAD to see this.
"Asami! A pleasure, as always." Feilong spoke with a hint of sarcasm, as he and Akihito went straight to the couch by Asami's desk and sat, uninvited.
Kirishima followed quietly, wishing he had one of Takaba's cameras handy, because the look on Asami's face was priceless.
Feilong was enjoying this just a little too much. Akihito leaned against Feilong, and said: "FeI... you promised to behave." Feilong just turned to Akihito, eyes bright.
"I am behaving, Aki", he replied, giving him a wink and squeezing his hand. "I haven't even started, yet."
Asami was sitting on the edge of his desk, gripping it a little too tightly. Surprised was an understatement. The way Akihito was interacting with Feilong pissed him off. They were acting 'way too close. He took a deep breath, and reminded himself that Akihito had said that he still wanted him; and then about what he had shared about his mental heath for the past 3 years. Feilong had been, and still was, supporting Akihito. Damn it, he needed a drink.
"Feilong, would you like a drink" he enquired, as he stood up, walked over to the bar and started to pour his best bourbon. Partially turning his head, he looked over at Akihito.
"Would you like one?" As another blush graced his cheekbones, Asami's cock twitched, just from watching him. Akihito was even more glorious than the other night.
Akihito nodded, and quietly thanked him. Asami's fingers softly brushed Akihito's hand as he passed him his drink. Akihito's breath hitched; the sexual tension suddenly in the room could be cut with a knife. Feilong watched how Asami interacted with Akihito, gentlely and carefully.
Feilong laughed, bring them back to reality. "I am still present you know, so Asami, behave."
Asami crooked an elegant eyebrow at Feilong." And just how could I forget?" he asked, sounding incredulous.
Feilong narrowed his eyes, and glared at Asami. "I am here to make sure Akihito is not stressed, and to advise him if you are being genuine."
Asami's face went blank. He felt hurt, but reminded himself that this was not about him, but about his fight for Akihito. Asami spoke, a little cooler towards Feilong.
"I have never lied to Akihito, and I never will." he turned his head and gazed at Akihito, who's eyes were wide with surprise. Asami's eyes and voice softened.
"I asked you to come today so that I could explain that night. I will be open and honest with you both." He sat back on the couch across from them, and sipped his drink.
"It's hard to explain, but please listen to all of it. I am going to show you 2 recording of that night." Akihito lifted his head, surprised and curious. He thought that he had the only one.
"I understand why you ran, and I understand why you sent the pictures to the paper. I just wish you had spoken to me first, but I even understand why you didn't." Asami looked at Akihito with sadness in his eyes as he leaned forward slightly. "I understand, Akihito. Are you willing to listen to what I have to say?" He actually sounded strained, which wasn't Asami's style.
Akihito observed Asami's body language: he was being open. Akihito grabbed Feilong's hand again, tucked it under his arm, and whispered "yes".
Kirishima placed a laptop on the table, and started preparations. Akihito nervously took a drink. Asami leaned back and smiled. Kirishima turned the laptop towards Akihito and Feilong so they could see the screen as Asami spoke.
"The first recording is from the hotel's internal cameras." It showed Asami in his tux, in a hotel, talking to different people.
"It's date stamped for that night. I was at the hotel for a charity ball. I told you beforehand where I was going, and what I would be doing there, Akihito." Asami sat still, watching him closely. "You got a phone call from the paper, asking you to work that night. I kissed you goodbye and left." Asami smiled.
Akihito just looked at Asami, not sure what was going on.
"Kirishima, please fast forward it 4 hours." Feilong watched the recording closely. Asami had never left the ballroom. The recording switched to the outside entrance of the hotel, showed the limo arriving and Asami leaving in it, alone.
"I was back at the penthouse about 3 a.m., after I had finished some business at Sion. I have recordings of me entering and leaving this building, if you need to see them."
Akihito wanted to ask some questions but just bit the inside of his cheek instead, trying to keep his temper under control.
Asami's voice turned cold and hard as he started to speak again.
"Now, the truth about your photos and recording." Akihito was sitting on the edge of the sofa, gripping Feilong's hand hard. He never wanted to see that recording again in his life. Asami watched and saw the distress etched on Akihito's face. Asami so wanted to hold and comfort him, but patience was required here.
Akihito braced himself, scared he'd break, so he just locked his eyes onto the laptop's screen, hoping he wouldn't falter. "Akihito" Asami commanded, wanting his boy to look at him. Akihito's eyes slowly looked up at Asami, his hurt building inside.
"Before I press play, you need to understand a few things. I'm sure you remember Sudou Shuu and that club owner Sakazaki." Asami wanted to throw up at the mention of his name.
"I believe that after the warehouse incident, you and I were under the impression that Sudou Shuu was dead from his injuries. Sakazaki's club burned down and he was trapped in his office. His corpse was pulled from the building once the fire was under control." Asami said, with a wishful tone.
Akihito just nodded in acceptance, they had never talked about what happened after Sudou kidnapped him and then got shot. He had his suspicions, but Asami never divulged any information. Akihito was just glad that Sakazaki was dead and he didn't have to think about him ever again.
"Well, I am sorry to say that we shouldn't have assumed anything, and I that failed in my duty to confirm that any danger to you, me or Sion was over." Asami eyes had a hint of fury in them.
"I believe it was they who came up with a plan that nearly destroyed Sion. And us." Asami's hand gripped his glass tightly.
"It almost worked. After you left, I knew getting you to believe me after what you saw with your owe eyes was going to be difficult. So, I arranged for our own investigation. Also, your editor helped us, as an independent investigator, so you would know that I haven't tampered with or manipulated any of the findings." Asami started to smile, he could see Akihito slowly understanding the situation.
"Your editor is downstairs, waiting to talk whenever you are ready. I did this so that when the time was right, I would be able to prove to you without any doubt, that what you recorded was a lie."
Akihito eyes snapped wide open at Asami, emotions running over his face: hurt, grief, hope and dawning relief. Asami smiled; Akihito was going to his. No matter what, he knew Akihito would believe him. Feilong took Akihito's hand, squeezed it gently, and smiled.
"Okay, Asami, we are willing to listen to whatever you have say. Now."
"The mastermind," Asami chuckled at the use of the term, "was apparently Sudou Shuu. He was first trying to gain power, then he thought that he could make me his lover."
Akihito and Feilong both laughed at the idea of "making" Asami do anything. Asami could see, they all could see, the utter delusion. Asami carried on.
"Sakazaki tried to weaken my position by bringing Sion down from the loss of valuable investors, as a distraction. With the media attention on me, I wouldn't be in a position to deal with the illegal side of my business. He was trying to convince my underworld connections that I had become unreliable, a liability. Then, they would either abandon me, or kill me. It nearly worked." Asami bent forward again to look Akihito in the eyes.
"You were meant to see, and believe, their fabrication, then do your job out of revenge. They were expecting me to retaliate against you, so I would be distracted on 3 fronts. Akihito, I never blamed you. They played both you and me."
Asami's anger was building. Akihito sat still, shocked. Asami smiled darkly; well, smirked.
"However, my Akihito" Icy shivers ran down his spine, like they always did whenever Asami spoke like that. He tried not to think of sweaty sex while he heard about the bastards who played him for a fool.
"The first thing that they hadn't figured on was you running to Feilong, which actually helped me as I knew you were safe." Asami bowed his head to Feilong with respect.
"The second was my ability to persuade the media and my investors so quickly that I had evidence proving it wasn't me in the hotel room; from then on I was only fighting on one front, thanks to some friends."
Anger boiled inside Akihito. His fist was clenched tight beside him, tears of rage were starting to fall. Feilong leaned over to Akihito and held him, while watching Asami look on with concern.
"Akihito needs to see the evidence, have you got it all here?" Asami sat back, and knocked the rest of his drink back.
"Yes. As I said, Mr. Ejin, editor of The Tokyo Times, helped us to prove independently that it was all a fake; well, part of it was a fake." Asami replied, back to smirking.
Feilong and Akihito looked at each other, while Asami put a second cigarette in his mouth, smiling, thinking that with any luck, Akihito would believe him and be back in his arm by the afternoon, and that he would never leave again.
"Downstairs are 2 very clever little geniuses. It was they that put me in that room when I wasn't there. Mr. Ejin will confirm that a tip came in, not through the switchboard, but to your department's main number and asked if the blond photographer was on duty, as they had a scoop for him. Mr. Ejin was suspicious, but ignored his gut. It had to be you and only you to witness the event." Asami sat down, looking poignantly at Akihito.
"Akihito, did you not think it was strange that I was in a hotel room on the 3rd floor, and not in the presidential suite? Then, there was a matter of the windows. I always close the curtains or shades, no matter what I am doing, so no one has the ability to look in." Asami looked smug as he watched Akihito start to put the pieces together.
"W-Well", Akihito stuttered. "I was in shock, you condescending bastard. I really wasn't thinking at the time. I was feeling fucking numb and very hurt." Feilong was trying to calm him down. Asami almost grinned. An angry Akihito was much easier to handle, and the fact he was calling him 'bastard' again actually pleased him.
Akihito looked at Asami suspiciously. "You said it was part fake. What does that mean, exactly." Even as he asked, he knew he wasn't going to like the answer.
"Well, my little kitten, they did need a recording of me having sex in the first place." Asami looked like the cat that caught the canary. "However, I was only sleeping with one very sexy blond..." Asami's smiled widened as he looked at Akihito.
"Why are you looking at me like that? And don't call me Kitten." Akihito's eyes narrowed with animosity. Asami was getting turned on as they stared at each other.
Feilong actually rolled his eyes, then ordered: "Asami, stop flirting." That broke Akihito's and Asami's trance. "Quit playing around, and get on with it. Now." Feilong was annoyed, and Akihito was getting there.
"Remember when I took you with me on a business trip to Osaka, and I dragged you around the city with me all day? We spent the night in my usual hotel, but the suite reserved for us was under renovation, so they gave us another room." Akihito just nodded, his stomach starting to churn.
"Someone told Sudou when and where we would be there. They had planted a small camera above the bed, I found it later. The hotel apologised, some workmen had a work order about the lights that kept failing in that room, so "electricians" were there in the room hours before us. They recorded us, then remotely sent the data to an outside terminal. Oh, but the good news is we have free accommodations there for life." Asami had a big self-satisfying grin on his face while Akihito glared daggers at him.
"Go ahead, Kirishima." Asami flashed an evil smile. "You'll enjoy this, Kitten."
Akihito was just about to erupt when Kirishima pressed play. Akihito watched, feeling his blood pressure climb, as he realised what he was seeing. It was Asami and himself, energetically fucking on the bed. He could see Asami's euphoric face as he orgasmed, and watched that muscular body tense. He mouthed "Akihito" as he rode his high, then flopped down beside him and kissed him on his shoulder.
"Oh, fuck" Akihito whimpered, mortified.
"Oh, yes" Asami purred, enjoying it thoroughly.
Akihito slammed the laptop shut, not ever wanting to witness that again with company.
"You have absolutely no shame, do you." Akihito sputtered, doing a face palm as he turned scarlet to the tips of his ears. Fuck, no wonder Asami looked so bloody happy.
Akihito's eyes became feverish, burning intensely; sitting beside him, even Feilong's could feel it.
"How did they do it?" he demanded.
"It was clever. You can speak to the ones who pulled this off, if you want to. They're now Sion employees, in our Tech department." Asami shrugged as he pulled out another cigarette and put it up to his lips.
"So you didn't… you never betrayed me." Akihito spoke slowly, looking at Asami. "I was played by those fucking shitheads." Akihito got up and started moving about, both hands rubbing his arms, muttering to himself.
"Fei, what do I do, I can't think straight. I don't know what to think, shit, SHIT, I want to kill someone, Fei-sama." Akihito was now pacing back and forth. He turned to Asami and demanded "Did you kill Suduo and that fucker Sakazaki?" Asami was watching Akihito's behavior intently.
"Are they dead? Did you make them suffer?" Akihito was working himself up and getting royally pissed; he was rubbing his chest now, just small scratches here and there, but it was starting to get worse.
Before Feilong could speak, Asami snapped out. "Akihito." He was furious, but used a firm tone. When he spoke, it made Akihito stop and shiver again. Asami noticed this, but right now he needed a distraction. "Feilong, go downstairs and talk to the technicians in question, so Akihito will know that this is not just a lie. Please. Kirishima, if you would be kind enough to show Feilong to that room. I want to talk to Akihito privately."
Akihito hadn't moved. He watched Asami, wondering what he was up to. Feilong stood, knowing exactly what was going to happen. He smiled.
"Akihito, you'll be okay; I believe Asami. Now: breath, remember you are in control. Just center your thoughts on your breathing." Feilong bent down and kissed Akihito's cheek gently. Then he nodded to Kirishima, and they both left the room.
Akihito was pissed. He was muttering to himself, and his scratching was starting to worsen. Asami walked over to Akihito and took hold of his hands to stop the action. "Look at me, Akihito," he purred in his ear.
Akihito looked up into his eyes. "Tell me they're dead, and you that made them suffer." Asami smiled with dark delight. This new Akihito was bold, daring. He could see the bloodlust and vengeance behind his words. 'Hmm, he really means it' Asami thought to himself, the idea going straight to his groin.
"Akihito, I will tell you everything, but please calm down, Kitten." Akihito eyes shot wider, looking like a trapped animal.
"Don't. FUCKING. Call me Kitten." With that, Akihito managed to free one hand and curled his body around Asami's. Before Asami realised it, he was on his back with Akihito on top of him, and the knife Akihito kept strapped to his calf was at his throat. Asami was looking up at Akihito, very impressed that he not only got the drop on him, but had him at knifepoint, too. Asami smiled as he moved the knife away from his throat, not taking his eyes off Akihito, his cock at full mast. With a low, sensual, gravelly voice he pulled Akihito closer.
"I have always been faithful to you. Through all the years you were gone, I have only thought of you." He could feel Akihito's cock getting harder, and he slowly rolled his groin up, into Akihito's. The look in the blond's eyes changed from bloodlust to different kind of lust. "Akihito, I want you."
As Asami spoke, their lips came together. Akihito was demanding, and Asami thought he'd let Akihito lead, at least for a bit.
Akihito licked Asami's bottom lip, then bite it. There was a hint of blood; Asami's pupils dilated even more, when Akihito grabbed handfuls of dark hair, and deepened their kiss. It was vicious, and animal like. Akihito took off the brunet's tie, then ripped Asami's shirt open, and started biting and licking at his neck and chest. While Akihito was distracted, Asami undressed him. He noticed the bloody scratches on his arms, and his chest had bright red patches of skin, but the material was soft and supple around his thighs, so Akihito couldn't get enough friction to mar his skin. Asami's patience was done as he flipped Akihito over, and caged him, marking him down his neck to his collarbone. He was beautiful, more than he remembered.
"Akihito" he breathed in his ear, watching as his body trembled. He looked into Akihito's eyes as he firmly pushed their groins together, feeling their pulsating heat.
"Akihito, tell me what you want...Kitten." His eyes flared, a fire burning brightly inside. The bloodlust was gone, his carnal lust taking control. He was panting slightly.
"I want you, Ryuichi. I've stayed faithful too, there's been no one else. You are the only one that I've ever wanted; I've only thought of you. So, fuck me. Now." Akihito, breathing faster, thrust upwards towards Asami's hips. Asami grinned wider.
"Always too impatient, Kitten." Looking like the cat that eat the canary, Asami bit hard where his shoulder curved up into Akihito's neck, just along his pulse. Akihito moaned loudly.
"More."
"I will do anything you want." He kissed Akihito until he groaned, then kissed, sucked and nipped at his nipples. As his other hand traveled down to his trousers, he lifted Akihito up to stand in front of him. He pulled his lover's trousers down, engulfed Akihito's cock, and sucked, hard. Akihito was grasping Asami's hair tightly.
"Oh" he sobbed "I'm cum… ming." Asami swallowed every drop. Mmm, how he'd missed that taste. He was holding the younger man's waist so he didn't fall.
Asami stood up, still supporting Akihito. After sucking on own his fingers, he pushed 2 of them deep into the soft hole between those round cheeks. Akihito sighed like it was a forgotten memory, then went somewhat limp.
"A body this wanting must be taken care of." Asami lifted him up in his arms, and Akihito wrapped his legs around Asami's waist. Once 3 fingers were inside his body, Asami freed his own cock. He chuckled as Akihito moaned at the loss of his fingers.
"Kitten. I will give you everything you desire... because I love you." and with one intense thrust into Akihito's ass, he screamed "Ryuichi!", and started seeing stars. Asami couldn't believe his cock fit so perfectly. It was meant only for Akihito, they were made for each other. As he thrust deeper into his boy, he started screaming raggedly.
"More! Harder, dammit. Faster! I need you!" Asami chuckled, oh, his voice was beautiful. Asami, still holding the smaller man, walked to the couch, then slowly removed his cock and placed him tenderly on the couch. Akihito was begging for its return, and in one stroke Asami was thrusting deeper, harder, listening to the mantra Akihito always moaned, hitting his pleasure spot repeatedly. Akihito now couldn't string a sentence together. Asami's hand encompassed Akihito's cock, and started to pump it, in time with each thrust, Akihito screaming " I coming again!" in a desperate voice.
Asami squeezed on his cock harder. "Not yet baby, you need to beg me for it", and on cue, Akihito was crying and pleading. Asami had missed this so much, his control was unraveling with each word. His powerful lover kissed Akihito before he pulled away to watch him, his thrusts getting harder, the edge approaching quickly.
"Come for me, my cute Akihito" he panted as he released his cock, and on cue his sperm spilled like pearls over his chest. At the same time, Akihito's ass muscles clenched and tightly clamped Asami's cock, causing him to growl. With his boy's name on his lips, Asami came deep inside Akihito. As the high of their orgasms faded, he rested his head on his lover's chest, with a smile as big as the Cheshire Cat's. Akihito was trying to catch his breath, then started laughing. Asami raised his head and looked at him with a crooked eyebrow.
"What's so funny?" Akihito smiled and caressed his face.
"Nothing, Ryuichi, just happy." Asami smiled back, his cock twitching again as his name slipped from Akihito's smile.
"Mmm, care for round two?" Akihito grinned as his cock was stirring
"Round two sounds good." Asami was still rather hard inside him.
He purred into Akihito's ear. "Ride me, Kitten." As he swung Akihito up to straddle his lap, Asami fell back onto the couch. Without hesitation, the slender blond started pounding onto Asami's cock. 3 years of wanting, yearning for, needing this. Asami watched intently as Akihito pounded onto him. He started thrusting when Akihito slowed slightly, his legs becoming like jelly. Asami could feel Akihito's warm breath on his skin as he slipped his hand 'round Akihito's cock and stroked it. Akihito looked into Asami's eyes, breathing heavy.
He whispered "Did you say you love me?", a twinkle in his eye as he ground down harder onto Asami. Akihito threw his head back, as Asami thrust up hard, always hitting his sweet spot. Akihito was coming, he could feel the pulsing heat from his cock.
"I love you more when you come for me."
That was it. Akihito screamed "Ryuichi!" as his back arched, then he slowly started falling backwards. Asami grabbed him and kissed his chest. A few more thrusts, and Asami came again. Asami knew that his boy was home, and he would never lose him again. Akihito was his completely now.
Feilong looked at Kirishima, eyebrows raised. "Were they always like this?"
Kirishima shook his head. "They were a lot worse". Feilong just laughed.
Once cleaned up and feeling refreshed, Akihito slowly got dressed. Asami pulled him onto his lap, kissed his neck and carefully pulled his arms up to look at them. Asami had opened his medical kit, and started to clean and bandage Akihito's arms. Akihito could see the concern in his face.
"It's under control. I will overcome this too, so don't look so worried."
Asami, kissing his neck, said "I will always run to stop you from falling, because I would never want to see you hurt." Akihito started tearing up, and Asami kissed them away. The crimelord was just being so gentle.
"Akihito." He kissed his neck. As he finished with his arms, he put the silk shirt back on. "Nice clothes, by the way."
Akihito looked sheepish and rubbed his neck. "Oh, my condition flares up with stress, so the softer materials cause less damage to my skin. Tao helped me shop while I was in Hong kong. I've been paying Feilong back out of my salary." Asami chuckled.
"You really don't take gifts well. I am sure Feilong never even noticed the cost, and was happy just to give you some peace of mind."
Akihito was surprised at how Asami spoke about Feilong, "Did you think I would be upset about you going to Feilong?" Asami gently stroking Akihito back.
"Well, yes." Asami gently pulled Akihito closer to kiss him, a deeply sensual kiss, and pulled away when Akihito moaned. 'That never gets old' Asami thought.
"I made a life choice while you were away. If my cute Akihito came back to me, I would make him mine again. I understand now that it has always been you, for me, my destiny. However, I pushed you away. I thought my actions were enough to show you, but you needed to hear it, too. But I played mind games until it was too late. You couldn't come to me, you were more afraid of me than you loved me. So, I promised myself that I would let you in; but you were already there, like a moth circling a flame. I realised that you and me together are stronger, two hearts burning brighter as one.
Akihito blushed a dusky rose color. "You're a romantic, stop it, you are just so embarrassing." Asami laughed. A proper, honest laugh.
"Kitten, you seemed to have learned some new moves yourself."
Akihito rolled his eyes, thinking 'Asami's never gonna stop calling you that, so just relax and leave it.' "Fei... helped me channel my emotions and energy into more constructive things, like learning languages. Feilong has trained me in some of his assassin techniques, so I have a black belt in 2 different martial arts." Asami laughed.
"You really should teach self-defense" Akihito frowned.
"Don't laugh at me."
"I'm not, it's Feilong. He is the most emotional person I have met. The pair of you are both alike in many ways; but you are the more beautiful one." Akihito blushed again, and gave a small pout.
Asami was stroking his hair when he noticed Akihito's tattoo. "What is this Akihito?" Akihito sighed.
"Seriously, you don't know a tattoo when you see one?" He was starting to feel like he was getting the third degree.
"Akihito. I've just missed so much, and I'm trying to catch up." Asami stroked his cheek.
"Well, during my stay in Hong Kong, Fei and I got close. I mean, he saved me, took care of me and helped make me into the man I am today; actually, both he and Tao did. After a while, I took his Baishe tattoo so I could go out and about. After about a year, we became family. He and Tao are now my brothers."
Akihito look up nervously from under his bangs, waiting for Asami to get upset. Asami just sighed. "I missed a lot, all because I couldn't communicate to you." Asami kissed Akihito chastely.
"You are my lover, you shouldn't be afraid of me; well, maybe you should, just a little. From today on, believe that I want you, and I want this go work too, so please tell me anything and everything, and I will try to do that for you too." Asami's hand gently caressed Akihito side.
Akihito tilted up to face Asami. "I am willing to give this a try, 'cause if you leave me or throw me away, if you ever betray me, I will kill you." Akihito smiled as he ghosted a kiss across Asami's lips.
"I will take all of you Ryuichi, including your darker side, and give you all of me. No more secrets." Asami started kissing Akihito's neck all the way to his collarbones again.
" Deal. That statement works both way, Kitten. You're not too bad at being romantic yourself." Just before Akihito could complain, he bit hard enough that Akihito moaned loudly.
Asami looked at his blond lover as he reached to get another cigarette. "What?"
Akihito lit it for him, and he blew the smoke to the side, away from Akihito. "You smoke 'way too much. You can cut it out." He asserted with concern.
"You know the scum that nearly ruined us…" Asami began, breathing in the nicotine.
"The Evil Masterminds?" Akihito sneered, feeling a little sick inside. "Yes. I really hope they suffered." He wrapped his arms around Asami's neck, as he straddled him again and made himself comfortable sitting on his thighs. Asami snaked his arm around Akihito's trim waist.
"You really were made for me, Kitten." Akihito pulled back a little and looked him in the eye.
"Tell me in detail what you did to them. In excruciating detail. Remember: trust." Asami started kissing him intensely. Asami was satisfied. He looked at Akihito: he was beautiful, and he was all his. Asami realised Akihito was fidgeting on his lap; he was getting turned on again. Damn, Kitten. Asami started thinking about business stats himself.
"Actually, I didn't do anything to them." Akihito stiffened in anger. He was about to get off Asami's lap when Asami tightened his hold. Fury erupted within him.
"You've done nothing? What crap are you talking about; don't you fucking care?!" Asami, still smiling, kissed him.
"Mmm, technically I haven't done anything to them. YET." Akihito looked at him, puzzled.
Asami continued as his hands slowly moved up Akihito back. "I have them. I kept them as a present for you. I captured Sudou about a year after you left, and that other one 6 months later; he was a slippery eel. Oh, I was planning some wonderful torture, then I though of you, and decided I would wait for you to come back so we could deal with them together."
Akihito stared at AsamI as a predatory look came over his face. He got off his lap, and then slowly undressed. Totally naked, he settled back on Asami 's lap. Before he blinked, he was on his back, Asami's hands all over Akihito's body: nipples, cock and mouth. Akihito was overloaded with pleasure and pain; Asami was like a musician playing his favorite instrument. Akihito caught his breath as looked up at a naked Asami.
Akihito groaned "Stop teasing, and get to business… unless you've gotten old. And rusty. It HAS been a while..." Asami gave him a wicked smile.
He bent over and whispered in Akihito ear: "You will pay for THAT comment. I've kept the secret room ready for your return." Akihito's body quivered, and he swallowed at the thought. His mind went blank as Asami's cock started thrusting into him.
A couple of hours later, they were ready to leave the office. Akihito paused before he opened the office door. "What if I hadn't returned?" Asami had an amused smile.
He shrugged. "I would have gone out and got you."
"You, are still an insufferable bastard." Akihito had turned away to open the door and exit the office, when strong arms wrapped around his waist, and pulled him tight against a large, solid mass. Asami nibbled his ear and purred.