A/N: Akihito chases a scoop. Lemon warning for the start of the chapter. I wasn't going to write out that particular lemon but I couldn't resist! Particularly seeing as this is kind of a bonus chapter because I posted one yesterday as well :D

Akihito probably should have thought it through but he had been floating on endorphins from the thrill of the run through the parkour course and stuffed with the amazing sushi that was his prize for winning. Asami apparently had a meeting to get to and had expressed regret over not being able to spend the afternoon with him but had offered to drop him home in the limo on the way back to the office. Akihito had assumed Asami was offering him a ride home and it didn't occur to him that he might have had another sort of ride in mind. And now here he was, clothes somehow missing and getting sexed up in the back of a limo. God, the man was a human octopus, his hands where everywhere. Lips, teeth and tongue where trailing over his neck and were those noises coming from him? He would be embarrassed by the wanton moans echoing around the back of the limo but his head was still spinning and he was rather lacking awareness, too focused on the fingers that were moving inside of him and the teeth grazing over his pulse.

"Ahh… A- Asami!"

"Yes kitten?" Akihito tried to speak but just dissolved into more moans as those fingers found the spot that sent pleasure shooting up his spine. "Was there something you wanted?"

"P-please…!" He wasn't even sure what he was asking for, more of this man who left him reeling? He wanted more, just more. He was beyond thought already, how did Asami do this to him? He didn't have time to order his thoughts before the fingers were removed and he was being turned around so that his back was pressed up against Asami's chest. Long fingers pinched at his nipples and he could feel Asami's throbbing erection just teasing at his entrance. It was surprisingly slick and now that Akihito thought about it, Asami's fingers had been too.

"Do you just carry lube around in your pocket or something?" His breath hitched as he felt teeth bite at his earlobe before his lover spoke in a deep purr directly into his ear.

"Ride me." Akihito shivered at the tone and sank backwards, slowly impaling himself in one long, smooth movement. He groaned at the feeling and Asami tightened his grip on him. Finally fully seated, he paused for a moment just revelling in the full feeling before starting to move. Asami's hand moved down to stroke his cock in time with his movements and Akihito soon found himself practically bouncing in his lap, head thrown back onto his shoulder and one hand reaching around to bury itself in dark hair. Both of Asami's hands moved to his hips and helped him bounce even harder.

"Ooh, As-… Asa-mi! I-I…" Akihito could feel himself approaching the edge in no time at all, the angle he was sitting at forcing Asami's cock to hit just the right spot every time without fail and he was spiralling towards climax incredibly quickly. He came as he felt teeth bite down right on his pulse point and heard a groan rumble out from Asami's throat while he rode out his climax. They stayed like that for a minute, both trying to catch their breath. Akihito felt the teeth detach from his neck and gasped as Asami yanked his head around for a sloppy kiss. They broke apart, Asami's now softening member slipping out of him with an obscene squelch and Akihito slid bonelessly down onto the seat beside him. He was sticky and covered in his own fluid, Asami's spend was running down the insides of his thighs and his limbs felt like jelly.

"Are you just trying to make it so that I can't walk and escape my guards today?" He peeked up into golden eyes and watch the smirk settle back into place.

"If that's the outcome, it's an added bonus." Akihito raised his eyebrows sceptically. "I was just after my fix of my tasty little kitten. If I had the time I would take great pleasure in taking you back to the penthouse for a repeat of Monday's activities but unfortunately I have a meeting I cannot get out of." His eye were smouldering and he was staring so intently it was like he was trying to eat him alive with his gaze alone. Akihito shivered and found his cock trying to twitch back to life much to his immense mortification.

"Stop looking at me as though you want to eat me! Haven't you had enough?!"

"No." Asami pulled out a cigarette from his coat pocket and proceed to light up. "That was barely more than an appetiser but sadly we are out of time." Akihito glanced out the window to see that they were only a few streets away from his apartment. He quickly scrabbled around for his clothes and Asami helped him pull everything back on. How the man was somehow looking as immaculate as always after that when Akihito was looking like a dishevelled mess, he would never know. The limo pulled up in front of his apartment building and there was a knock on the privacy screen to say they had arrived. Asami reached forward and pulled him into and intense kiss, not letting him go until he had wrenched a moan from his throat.

"Don't lose your guards." He opened his mouth to protest but was silenced by a glare. "I'm not above installing some of you things with GPS trackers. Do not try my patience." Akihito poked his tongue out in childlike defiance and found himself suddenly pressed up against the door with Asami's face far too close to his for comfort. Golden eyes burned into his and he was unable to look away. "Do. Not. Try. Me." He leaned in for one last brutal kiss full of possession before releasing Akihito. The photographer took a second to gather his wits back before he fumbled open the limo door.

"Yeah, yeah. It's fine." He stumbled out of the door, barely catching himself on the side of the vehicle and his legs threatened to give way beneath him. "Thanks for the ride and all that." He flushed at the double meaning and slammed the door shut on Asami's knowing smirk. He heard the limo pull away as he slowly made his way up the steps and into his building. He had a stake out to get to later tonight and he only hoped that he was going to able to move well enough to ditch the guards. He didn't need the entourage getting in the way while he took some sneaky shots of the latest dirty Politian he has set his sights on.

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Akihito grinned. He had had a different set of guards today, presumably something to do with the parkour course they were at earlier and they had been lost in a matter of minutes. To be fair, he had the added advantage of being able to slip through traffic on his scooter and knowing the streets around his apartment inside out. He had felt the buzz of his phone in his pocket not long after he was sure he had lost them. Asami was unwittingly confirming his successful escape. Akihito was probably going to be paying for all the havoc sooner rather than later but he was going to keep his freedom as long as he possibly could. He wondered what Asami would do once Akihito managed to snap his patience and felt his body heat up at the thought. He had a sneaking suspicion that Asami may use it as an excuse to make him familiar with the items in the cabinet in his sound proofed room, it seemed exactly like something the older man would do. Akihito wasn't entirely comfortable with how that idea made him feel. He squirmed slightly in his seat before wrenching his thoughts back squarely on the road in front of him. He needed to focus on not getting run over by the bustling Tokyo traffic.

It wasn't long before the traffic thinned out and Akihito was in the seedier part of the city. Kikkawa Naoki was his target for the day. He was a Diet member and he had received a tip off from the police station that he was involved some underground activities, possibly trafficking of some description. There was supposed to be some kind of meeting and trade going down tonight at one of the less savoury clubs in the district. From what Akihito had heard, it was rumoured to be one of the worst clubs in Tokyo and actually prided itself on that fact, the law was rumoured to be regularly flouted there and anything was for sale. It had been shut down that many times only to re-open somewhere else that even the Tokyo police had given up on trying to police it, too dangerous and too time consuming. Akihito wasn't stupid and was going to be giving the place a wide berth and making use of his excellent zoom on his new lens and scope out the deal from a nearby abandoned building if possible. For all that this scoop would get him some decent cash and good recognition, it wasn't worth losing his head over. His thoughts briefly flicked to Asami and what he would think about his location. It would probably be safer if Asami never found out exactly where he ran off too tonight. He winced before pushing the thought away. He needed to keep his head clear and stop thinking about that man.

He parked his scooter in an alley just off of a side street, manoeuvring it so that it was hidden behind some boxes and a dumpster. Hopefully no one would notice it and steal his ride home, it was always his biggest concern when he was doing jobs in the shadier part of town. Happy that it was mostly hidden along with his helmet, Akihito made his way over to the abandoned building that he had been scoping out earlier in the week. It was just off to the side of the club and there was a ledge Akihito was pretty sure he would be able to get up to that would offer decent cover from eyes below but it also looked as though he would have a view through a few windows into the club. From the information that he had gathered throughout the week, the windows were looking into two of the private rooms but whether or not Kikkawa would be even in those rooms was not certain and even more important was if he would be stupid or arrogant enough to leave the windows open. Akihito was counting on his luck tonight and that was never the best thing but maybe he wouldn't have to camp out in the cold dark for nothing.

Camera bag securely strapped across his chest, Akihito took a look around to make sure the coast was still clear before taking a running start at the wall. He used his momentum to kick off the wall and grab onto the ledge of the building before hauling himself up. Once up, he confirmed that there was still no movement in the immediate vicinity and got to work digging out his camera and attaching his long range lens. He hefted it up and peered through the finder, zooming in on the two windows. One was shut and the other was open to show the back of some older, balding male getting a very hands on lap dance. He frowned, at least one window was open, maybe he would have some good luck tonight and that would be the room Kikkawa would have.

Akihito had to wait nearly two hours while watching various lap dances, dubious looking trades and a few people shooting up before the other window was unshuttered. He couldn't see too much initially as the person who opened it stood there in the way for quite some time but when they moved Akihito was able to spot a few people in cheap looking suits but no faces were in sight. He snapped off a few photos, making sure to snag some more as the moved around. He watched as a briefcase was held out for inspection but unfortunately he couldn't see inside. He was busily snapping pictures still when a hand waved at the case and it was removed. He waited for a few more minutes and then a girl stumbled into view. She looked awfully young to be there and Akihito chewed on his lip. He had a bad feeling about this. He hissed when hands reached out and yanked her top down so that her breasts were bared to view and he could see her cringing away from someone out of sight, arms coming up to cover herself protectively. She was shaking her head in denial to something and he felt his blood run cold when he noticed her starting to cry. He clenched his teeth and continued to snap off photos, desperately wishing for them to stop, wishing to jump in and help but he knew he couldn't. There was far too many people in there and he would probably be shot down before he could do anything to help. Akihito could only hope that whoever it was that she was facing would step forward enough to show themselves to his camera and then maybe he might be able to take them down. He wished he could hear what was being said but the throbbing beat of the music from the main section of the club drowned out any chance of that. His patience was rewarded as suddenly a hand flashed out and struck the girl across the face and the man who did so stepped into full view.

Kikkawa Naoki.

He could feel the rage building as the girl was struck again but this time with enough force to knock her to the ground. His fingers continued to snap away photographs but he felt like he was detached from his body, looking out through a red fog at the proceedings as his body continued on autopilot to grab the required shots. He was going to bring him down. So many of the diet members were dirty one way or another once you looked close enough but somehow this felt personal now. He couldn't sit back and watch this take place and do nothing. It left a bitter taste in his mouth that the only thing he could do for now was observe and hand in the evidence in the morning. He paused in his clicking and looked around to see if there was any way that he could get down there to help, maybe create a diversion so that they leave for now. He was fidgeting now, unable to sit still. Needing to do something, anything to help. He snapped off one last picture of Kikkawa holding up the sobbing girl by the hair and stashed his lens securely away in his camera case. He threw the case strap over his shoulder and carefully climbed down the building. He crouched opposite the club, concealed from view in the shadows cast off the abandoned building and checked to make sure the flash was on on his camera. He raised it up to his face and paused for a few seconds. He took a deep breath trying to calm his already racing heart and snapped off a picture. The flash lit up the alley with a blinding light and he immediately raced away. He was pretty sure he heard a shout and turned around the corner, aiming away from his scooter for now, not wanting to give away his vehicle's position in case they decided to lie in wait for him there when he decided to retrieve it.

He strained his ears trying to hear anything over his thundering heart beat and his steps pounding on the pavement. Suddenly there was a shout and a gunshot rang out somewhere over to the left of his location. Shit. He thought there might be guns but he was hoping his good fortune would hold out and make this a far less dangerous chase. He could hear the sounds of multiple other sets of footsteps and looked out to see if there was a building with a ledge or a broken window up on a second story he could make his way up to. Another shot rang out, a little further away this time. Who the hell where they shooting at? Where they just taking pot shots at anyone in the area at this time of night and hoping to get the right person? He hoped no one had been injured. He didn't have time to dwell on that as exactly what he had been scanning for appeared. A broken window on the second floor of a large building off to his right. Nearly all of the glass was missing and he was pretty sure he could make that with his current running start. He kicked off the building much the same way he did earlier at the club and flung his hands out to catch the window. He bit down on his lip to muffle a cry of pain when he felt some remaining glass in the window frame dig into one of his hands. Ignoring it for now he hauled himself up and was relieved to see a floor instead of a long drop on the other side. He pulled himself up the last little bit and rolled inside to land panting on his back. He covered his mouth with his sleeve to try and muffle the sounds of his heavy breathing and lay frozen, listening for an indication of pursuit. A minute or so later he heard footsteps thud past outside and soon they faded away into the distance.

Breathing slightly more under control, Akihito sat up with a wince. In the dim light through the broken window he could see blood dripping down his right hand. He pulled out the cleaning cloth he usually used for his lenses and pressed that into the wound to stem the flow. He would have to wait here for some time to make sure that they had given up before he would carefully make his way back to pick up his ride and head home. He settled himself so that he was sitting with his back to the wall and let his head fall back with a soft thud and closed his eyes. Akihito desperately hoped that they were scared enough by the prospect of being caught red-handed by an unknown photographer to make a hasty exit and leave the poor girl behind. There was no guarantees of course but it was the only thing that might possibly work that he could have done to help there and then. Akihito sent out his thoughts to the girl, hopefully the diversion worked and she was left alone for now. He would stop by the police station first thing in the morning and see if he was able to capture enough for them to make a move on Kikkawa. If not then he would start gathering more info because Kikkawa was going down.