AN: Asami gets Akihito alone and drags him back to his lair. This chapter is pure porn, if that's not your thing, please join me in the next chapter where the plot will return. For the rest of my fellow perverts please join me now for some sexy time. I'm so glad I managed to get this out, overtime is great for my bank account but bad for my sanity and energy levels.
Akihito let the beat of the music wash over him, filling him up and blocking out any thought. The thoughts about Asami, the near beating, the looming threat that just being seen with him brought, they all were pushed aside by the driving beat and Akihito just let his body move. He could feel the crowd moving around him on the dance floor, the press of bodies somehow just heightening the feeling of the pulsing beat. He didn't know how long he had been dancing for, lost in the rhythm, when he felt hands snake around his waist and he was pulled back against a hard chest. Before he had a chance to look around a familiar deep voice purred directly into his ear.
"I've come to claim my dance Akihito."
Akihito felt a shiver run down his spine, Asami must have noticed as he pulled him even closer against himself, his back completely flush with the muscled chest and the evidence of Asami's desire could be felt pressing into the small of his back. Akihito began to move again, having stopped upon the contact. The large hands moved from around his waist and began to run over his hips, across the tops of his thighs and back up. The hands were firm and kept him flush against Asami even as they danced. He could feel his soulmate moving to the beat as well, bodies grinding up against each other with the movements. Akihito felt liquid with the beat and the heat of Asami seeping through his clothes. His pulse was racing and he arched his back, pressing his shoulders and ass harder against Asami and dropping his head back onto his shoulder. He felt a hand trail up his front, glancing over his nipple, pulling a gasping moan at the contact over his shirt, before it grasped his chin and forced his head around. He didn't have time to think before lips covered his own and a tongue forced its way inside his mouth, the awkward angle making the kiss rather sloppy but neither of them cared. The kiss ended as abruptly as it started and suddenly Asami was grabbing his hand and pulling him off the dance floor. When they had finally made it out of the crowd, he relinquished his hand and slid his arm around his waist and guided him out the door and into the waiting limo. Akihito had barely sat down when he was bodily picked up and pulled into Asami's lap, his legs straddling large thighs. Hands snuck under his shirt to caress his skin and his lips were once again engaged.
He knew where this was going and Akihito would be lying if he said he wasn't curious, wasn't wanting so much to find out what the dark promise lead to. After the small taste this morning and knowing that was nothing compared to what Asami could do sent his pulse racing and heat coiling low in his belly. He found himself moaning into the kiss and pressing himself closer, hands curling around Asami's neck and burying into his dark hair. The hands were hot on his skin, mapping out his back, sneaking down and under the waistband of his pants to curl around his ass, kneading and squeezing the cheeks and causing a continuous stream of mewls to bubble up from his throat. Pressing down into Asami, he could feel his mirroring desire in the tenting of the businessman's pants and pressed into his own groin and he unconsciously rubbed himself against the muscled body.
"Please." Akihito mumbled into the kiss. He didn't even know what he was asking for but whatever it was, he wanted it badly. "Please!" He felt the growl rumble in the back of Asami's throat as much as he heard it and he found himself pressing his body even closer in response. He wasn't even aware that the vehicle had stopped moving until Asami manhandled Akihito out the door and threw him over his shoulder before striding inside a fancy foyer. Akihito tried to glance around but he was disorientated from the angle and distracted by the hand palming over his ass. They entered an elevator and he found himself back on his feet only to be shoved against the wall. He winced as his head hit the elevator, still sore from the earlier incident and probably starting to form a lump by now.
"Is everything okay?" Asami must have caught the reaction, he had gone very still and had pulled back a little to search his face.
"It's fine. My head's just a little sore from being thrown against a wall earlier." He heard a small growl tear itself out from his soulmates throat again. Asami's hands reached up and carefully felt the back of his head causing another wince. Golden eye's narrowed in displeasure and Akihito huffed.
"I said it's fine." Asami didn't move and Akihito could feel the fingers still carefully probing at the lump on his head. He grabbed one of the probing hands and forcibly removed it from his head, bringing it around so that he could bite on the fingers while glaring up at his soulmate. He watched as the golden eyes darkened and the pupils dilated even more than before until there was only a small rim of gold around the black. They stayed locked in that moment, neither of them moving until a small ding sounded out announcing that they had reached the requested floor. Then Akihito found himself once again bodily picked up and thrown over Asami's shoulder. As they left the elevator, he looked at the panel and could see they were at the 40th floor, the top floor of this building. The entrance way seemed fancy and he couldn't see any other doors than the one that Asami unlocked and stepped through. He didn't put him down as he strode through what was presumably his penthouse and Akihito began to struggle. A slap to the ass caused him to squeak and still. The slap didn't hurt after the slight initial sting but if anything it only heightened the fire running through his veins. Akihito hadn't expected that but he doubted that was going to be the only unexpected outcome tonight.
They moved down a hallway and into what must be the master bedroom, he could see a large bed and a door to a bathroom off to the side. Still Asami didn't put him down. There was an odd scrapping sound and they were moving again. They passed through a door that Akihito hadn't seen before, it must have been hidden in the wall.
"What?" He released a small 'oof' sound as he was deposited on a bed. He looked around and stopped wide eyed on a case full of leather and toys on display on the wall. He glanced over to Asami to see him slowly unbuttoning his shirt while watching him with a smirk.
"What kind of room is this?!"
"A soundproofed one. I plan on tasting you thoroughly and don't want to have to clean up straight away just so we can sleep. So we can have our fun in here and then sleep in nice fresh sheets out in the master bedroom." He popped open the last button on his shirt and slowly prowled forward, climbing onto the bed and looming over Akihito. The photographer found himself frozen in place, wide eyed and pulse racing as Asami crawled so that he was over top of his prone form, looking every inch the predator. He straddled his thighs and leaned down on his elbows, pinning Akihito in place on his back, faces so close that their lips were nearly touching. "I hope you're prepared Akihito, I'm going to introduce you to a whole new world of pleasure."
And then his lips were pressing insistently against his own, tongues tangling and the weight of Asami's body pressing against him. He could feel a hand start to work on the buttons of his shirt and the other hand wound fingers in his blonde hair until it had a firm grip. Asami pulled away from the kiss and used the hand in his hair to pull his head up so that he would have better access to his neck and collarbone. The tug on his hair was sharp yet the slight pain almost immediately melted under his ministrations as Asami licked and nipped at the sensitive skin. The other hand hadn't stopped its work and had finally opened the last button and brushed aside the shirt to pull and pinch at Akihito's nipple. The actions sent frissions of heat down his spine and he arched off the bed to press closer to Asami with a moan.
Asami pulled back and quickly removed the shirt and pants off Akihito, leaving him lying naked underneath him. He removed his own clothes with just as much speed, clearly at the end of his tether already. He leaned over to grab something out of the bedside table draw and settled back between Akihito's legs, running his palm over a milky thigh and pushing it out to have a better view. Akihito could feel himself flushing at the intense gaze on such a vulnerable spot. He tried to close his legs in embarrassment but was met with two hands pushing them even further apart and that low rumbling growl that sounded more animal than human.
"Don't hide yourself from me Akihito. I will know all of you." Unable to move, Akihito threw an arm over his face to try and hide away. He heard the snap of a lid and jolted slightly at something cold and wet pressing up against him down there. Before he could react, a finger slowly pressed inside. It felt strange and drew a small gasp from his lips but a warm, wet feeling surrounding his cock morphed the gasp into a low moan. He moved his arm away and looked down into eye's blown wide with desire and watched as Asami took his cock deeper into his mouth. He worked at it and timed his thrusting fingers to match the pace. Akihito's head fell back to the bed and his hips were starting to twitch up and a constant stream of little mewls of pleasure bubbled out of his throat.
"P-please… Nggh, ple-… Asa-! Asami, please!" He was babbling now, barely coherent and so close but Asami kept toeing him along the line of pleasure, not yet willing to let him finish. He gave his aching cock one last long suck then let it slide out of his mouth with a sinful sounding pop and the fingers were removed from his twitching hole. Asami fell forward, catching himself on his hands, holding himself above his writhing little soulmate.
"What do you want Akihito?" Asami lifted up Akihito's thighs and lined himself up at his entrance and held himself there, waiting, body straining with anticipation.
"Nggh… Please, please!"
"Tell me."
Akihito arched up into him, trying to get some kind of friction but was thwarted by Asami holding him in place.
"Y-you. P-please, I want you." Lips crashed down with bruising force and Asami shoved himself inside in one smooth thrust, swallowing up the cries at the intrusion. It burned but the pain was quickly melting in with the pleasure and Akihito felt so full, senses overloading with the feeling. Asami didn't wait, immediately pulling out and pushing back in to the hilt in long smooth motions. Akihito scrabbled to find purchase on Asami's muscled back, desperately needing to hold on through the pleasure. He dug his fingers into the skin and it seemed to only spur Asami on. Akihito was still on the edge, somehow unable to cross over into orgasm. Asami pulled back from the messy meeting of tongues and teeth and sat back on his knees, lifting Akihito's legs over his shoulders and suddenly ramming home. A flash of white shot across his vision and Akihito cried out, pleasure was shooting up his spine, forcing his back off the bed as he came. He could feel his legs trembling at the force of his climax and the hot liquid running across his stomach but Asami didn't stop. No, he sped up and angled to thrust right onto that same spot that had Akihito completely incoherent, partial words babbling out between the constant cries of pleasure and cock twitching back into life almost immediately. It wasn't long before he felt the heat coiling up inside him again and he was pushed over into a climax even more powerful than the last, this time pulling Asami over the edge with him. He fell forward, catching himself on his elbows to avoid squashing Akihito under his bulk. Both panting and trying to recover, they looked at each other for a bit before Asami leaned forward and licked his way inside Akihito's mouth for a lingering kiss. When he pulled back he gave his little soulmate a wicked smirk.
"Don't think I'm done with you yet."
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Akihito woke up surrounded by warmth that seemed rather at odds with his aching muscles that screamed in protest at the abuse they had suffered the night before. A now familiar weight was settled around his waist and he could feel the slow, even breathing of Asami gently ruffle through Akihito's hair. This was the second time in as many days that he had woken up like this and it was quite a nice feeling. Warm and safe. He tried to stretch and winced at the still protesting muscles. Asami had made a mess of Akihito for hours, having him every way conceivable. Fast and hard, slow and drawn out, teasing kisses and kisses left him gasping and breathless. Right at the end he had been slow, carefully drawing one last orgasm out of Akihito's protesting body. Whispered words of encouragement purring into his ear, hands and teeth working together with the long slow thrusts to bring his tired body over the edge one last time. And when he had, the feeling had been so overwhelming it was almost painfully, ripping through him with such force that he had actually passed out. He vaguely remembered being picked up and cleaned off before being deposited in bed and pulled up against Asami's hard body before sleep had taken him for good.
Akihito could feel the bulging muscles, lax in sleep but still firm against him. He brought his hand up and began to continue the exploration of this man that he had started yesterday but had been too embarrassed at being caught out to continue. He trailed his fingers along, the touch feather light and committed it all to memory. This was the body of the man who was his soulmate. He flushed. Someone who he could probably not look at without a blush for a while. He had definitely live up to his promise, Akihito had never experienced anything like last night and he felt that there was still far more things to see, judging by the display on the wall that hadn't been touched. He felt Asami shift and froze a he realised that he must be awake. There was a rather large hardness poking into his stomach but the businessman didn't move. Akihito remembered what he had said yesterday.
"Don't stop on account of that, I was quite enjoying the attention."
He started moving his hand again, continuing to map out the body he was snuggled up against. He had certainly paid a lot of attention to Akihito last night, this was a good way to return some of the favour right? It was like petting a tiger, rubbing the belly of a large predator as though it was a harmless little house cat. Sure, Asami clearly enjoyed the attentions but that didn't make him any tamer then before. Akihito stopped when he felt Asami shift and suddenly large hands were rolling him over and pulling him so that his back was flush against Asami's chest and something rather large and hot was nested between his ass cheeks.
"Asami!"
"Mmm, good morning kitten."
"Kitten?" He could feel Asami's lips against his ear and his hands roving over his chest, gently tweaking his nipples. "Ngg, what are you doing? Didn't you have enough last night?" One of the hands reached down to take his half hard cock in hand and work at getting it to full hardness.
"I can never have enough of you kitten." One of his hands moved around to slip between his cheeks and tickle over his hole. "You'll be nice and loose from last night still."
Akihito couldn't help a moan from slipping out from his lips. "That doesn't explain the kitten thing." He squirmed as the probing finger slipped inside with another following almost immediately.
"You're a little wildcat, all sharp claws and teeth and fiery defiance but under my touch you become a purring little kitten." Akihito didn't have a chance to reply as Asami removed his fingers and pressed his length in side. One arm was wrapped around his waist holding him in place and the other hand stroked his cock in time to the slow, almost lazy thrusts. It didn't take long before the hazy pleasure over took his senses in a far more gentle wave than the previous evening. He came with a small quivering cry and felt Asami give a low moan muffed by the fact that he was lightly biting into Akihito's shoulder. They stayed intertwined together in a languid daze before Asami pulled out but still kept himself plastered up against Akihito's back.
"You know, your mother's idea has some merit. I wouldn't mind waking up like this every day."
Akihito jerked out of Asami's grasp and moved away.
"Oh hell no. There's no way I'm agreeing to that." Asami just chuckled and watched as Akihito tried and failed to get out of bed, his legs wobbled and he collapsed back down onto the bed with a groan.
"I don't like you. You're awful." He got a full blown laugh at that. Akihito huffed and gave up, curling back up into the sheets vowing to not move for the rest of the day.