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Suoh's Revenge, Part 3

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Suoh looked down at Kirishima, who he had pinned down on his bed. Kirishima's face was turned to the side but Suoh could make out his profile by the hallway light, which was streaming into the darkened bedroom through the open door.

Kirishima had an aggravated expression on his face. He'd undone his own pants and surrendered.

At the moment, Suoh was trying to figure out how to get himself out of the mess he had gotten himself into. Unfortunately, the amount of alcohol he had consumed earlier, coupled with Kirishima unexpectedly giving in, made it difficult for him to think clearly.

"What are you waiting for?" Kirishima smirked. "Are you beginning to realize how foolish you're acting?"

If I back down now, he will forever hold this over my head, Suoh thought. But I can't possibly do this... not to Kirishima!

Suoh looked down at Kirishima's undone pants. The shirt was tucked in, so Suoh decided to buy himself more time to think by slowly pulling the shirt out. Once he did that, he could see Kirishima's underwear peeking out through his unfastened pants.

I should stop what I'm doing now...

Kirishima turned to look at him. "You're deliberately stalling. You didn't expect me to give in, did you? You should know better than to..."

Annoyed by Kirishima interrupting his thoughts, Suoh quickly covered Kirishima's mouth with his hand. "Stop talking."

He removed his hand and pulled Kirishima's shirt up enough to expose his lower abdomen. "I just like to take my time... that's all." He ran his hand lightly over Kirishima's stomach, feeling the firm muscles tighten. He felt Kirishima jump at his touch.

"Ticklish?" Suoh teased.

"Get on with it, already!" Kirishima growled.

Heh... this is kind of fun. Suoh ran his fingers from the right side all the way across to the left. The muscles tensed again, and Kirishima squirmed uncomfortably.

He's definitely ticklish. How cute!

On Kirishima's left side just under the ribs, Suoh felt a circular depression with a rough texture in the middle. He ran his fingers over it again. "This place... is this were you were shot in Hong Kong?"

Kirishima sighed with exasperation. "Yes..."

"Does it still hurt?"

"No, actually it's kind of numb."

Suoh touched the spot again with his fingertip. "You took a bullet for Takaba... you're such a loyal assistant."

"You would have done the same..." Kirishima suddenly jumped as Suoh bent down and lightly brushed his lips against the spot.

Suoh looked up at Kirishima and smirked, "I guess it's not THAT numb."

"Would you stop this nonsense and just get on with it?" Kirishima snapped irritably.

"Don't be so impatient," Suoh said, grinning. Getting revenge this way is much better than my original plan. Let's see how much YOU like being teased!

Suoh ran his fingers under Kirishima's shirt to tickle his chest. He heard a soft gasp.

Suoh frowned. That didn't seem like a ticklish reaction.

This time Suoh deliberately ran his fingers over one of Kirishima's nipples. Again Kirishima shifted his body slightly, except this time he let out a short grunt.

Suoh raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Does that feel... good to you?"

"Damn it Suoh! I said just the blow j-..."

Grinning mischievously, Suoh ran his whole hand across Kirishima's chest. He watched as Kirishima arched up in response and twisted his head to the side. Suoh heard Kirishima curse softly, before turning back to glare at him.

"You're going to bend your glasses if you keep doing that," Suoh chuckled. "Here..." he reached up to remove Kirishima's glasses, being very careful not to bend them as he pulled them off. He folded them carefully and placed them on the table next to the bed.

Kirishima was still glaring at him, but the face staring back at him now looked a little different. The area beneath his eyes appeared dark. Suoh moved closer for a better look.

"Are you having trouble sleeping again? You have dark circles under your eyes."

"You're probably just seeing shadows caused by the poor lighting in here," Kirishima replied back angrily.

Suoh kept studying Kirishima's face. He's a surprisingly good looking man. It's too bad he hides his face behind those glasses.

Oh... Suoh felt his body flush with arousal. I shouldn't have taken his glasses off.

I REALLY shouldn't have done that...

Suoh pulled Kirishima's shirt up all the way, exposing his chest. He bent down and ran his tongue roughly around the nipple. Kirishima moaned and sighed, giving Suoh the impression that he was surrendering to the sensations. He began trailing his tongue down to Kirishima's stomach, listening to Kirishima's gasps in reaction. He felt Kirishima's hands on his head, trying to push him down lower...

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The last thing Kirishima had expected was for Suoh to push him down onto the bed. He tried reasoning with Suoh, but Suoh was clearly drunk and Kirishima knew it was probably futile to try to reason with someone in that state of mind. It was easier just to give in and let him give the damn blow job.

At first when Suoh hesitated, Kirishima thought he might be coming to his senses. Somewhere in that drunk head of Suoh's, common sense must be telling him this was not something he would normally do. Kirishima took advantage of that moment to try to shame Suoh into backing off, but instead it seemed to strengthen Suoh's resolve.

Kirishima felt Suoh pull his shirt up and then run his hand across his stomach. His large, warm, and roughly callused hand lightly caressed his stomach. The way it felt completely shocked Kirishima.

His hand... it feels incredibly erotic...

Suoh ran his fingers across Kirishima's midsection. Again Kirishima felt his body react; only not as strongly as it had to Suoh's whole hand. Kirishima tried distracting himself by running the gross and net profit numbers from the last month's take at Club Sion through his mind.

His concentration was blown by Suoh bending down and kissing the spot where he had been shot. What the hell is that drunken fool thinking?!

Kirishima felt him reach under his shirt. That sensually warm, rough hand that caressed his chest was surprisingly gentle. The sensation felt strange and wonderful.

This is crazy... I can't stop my body from reacting to this!

Then Suoh removed his glasses. Suoh was close enough that Kirishima could see his expression. It was one of desire.

Just like in my dream...

For moment Suoh's face was close to his. Too close.

But then Suoh bent down and Kirishima felt his hot tongue against his skin.

Oh, what the hell... Kirishima shuddered as he willingly gave into the wonderful sensations that Suoh was provoking. I want to feel that lower... He tried pushing Suoh's head down lower and Suoh offered no resistance to this demand.

Suoh tugged at the waistband of Kirishima's underwear, pulling it down. "You're hard..." he said, sounding surprised.

No kidding, you idiot!

He felt Suoh's tongue swirl around his erection before his hot mouth enveloped him. Kirishima heard his own voice breaking from his throat in reaction to the pleasure he was experiencing. He didn't even try to hold it back.

He's too good at this! Could it be... this is not the first time he's done this?!

Kirishima reached down and grabbed onto Suoh's hair, and suddenly had a brief flashback of his dream again. Suoh had reached down and grabbed Kirishima's hair in the same way, then called out his name... his GIVEN name... before coming.

Was that just in my dream or is this an actual memory from that night?

"Suoh... that night on the island..." Kirishima asked breathlessly, "did you call me by my first name?"

Suoh stopped and lifted his head to look at Kirishima. He smirked, "Would you like to hear me call out your name?"

"Hell no...!" Kirishima closed his eyes and let the waves of pleasure come over him as Suoh took him in his mouth once again.

Once Kirishima was spent, he felt Suoh resting his head against his thigh. Suoh was also breathing hard, but eventually his breathing calmed and then Kirishima heard a snore come from him.

Relieved, Kirishima carefully pushed Suoh off of him and then stood up, redid his trousers and tucked his shirt back in. He was glad Suoh had passed out so he wouldn't have to try dealing with a very large, drunk and aroused bodyguard.

Before Kirishima left the bedroom, he snatched his glasses off the table and glanced at Suoh who was snoring on the bed. I wonder how he will react once he wakes up and remembers what happened. Kirishima smiled sadistically. He'll no doubt be mortified by what he's done.

Kirishima felt a small pang of guilt. I'm the one who allowed it to happen. I might have just made this situation worse.

Kirishima worried about this as he walked to his car. Once inside, he pulled out a cloth to clean his glasses expecting them to be smudged with Suoh's fingerprints.

But as he held them up to the light to inspect them, he couldn't see a single smudge. They were perfectly clean.

Amazing how he was so drunk he couldn't even stand up, and yet he was able to remove my glasses without damaging them. Even when he's sober, he can be kind of clumsy if he's not intentionally careful...

Kirishima's eyes narrowed as the realization hit him.

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Back in the bedroom, Suoh rolled over and groaned. His body was on fire. He did indeed feel mortified, but it was because at that very moment he could think of nothing else but how much he had wanted to take Kirishima Kei.

He covered his eyes with his hands.

I should've never ventured down that path.

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The following day, Suoh was at one of the clubs helping to unload cases of liquor from a delivery truck when he heard the text tone go off on his phone. Checking it, he read: "Report to Kirishima Kei in Boardroom 1 immediately". Suoh sighed and pocketed the phone. Though there could be any number of reasons he might receive such a message, he had a good idea what this was going to be about.

He quickly made his way down to Sion's offices, going over in his mind the possible scenarios he could be facing. He had no doubt he would be subjected to Kirishima's wrath. Suoh was certain whatever payback Kirishima had in mind for him was going to be painful in some way.

I was drunk... I was SO drunk I didn't know what the hell I was doing... Suoh thought, trying to come up with a reasonable defense. If he had to, he would remind Kirishima of what he had done to HIM when he'd had too much to drink.

When he entered the office he saw Yamato sitting outside the meeting room. He looked nervous.

"You got called here, too?" Suoh remarked as he sat next to Yamato.

"There's been a complaint filed against me... complicity in the sexual assault of a Sion employee." Yamato lowered his voice. "Suoh... what the hell happened after I left you two last night?!"

Suoh sat down and lowered his face into his hands. "Ohhh... I might have gone too far..."

"Too far? How far is too far?!"

"Hey! I didn't do anything he hadn't already done to me!"

"You didn't like... touch him, right?" Yamato whispered. When Suoh didn't answer Yamato stammered, "Y-you didn't actually give him a blow job, did you? Suoh?!" Suoh remained silent as Yamato threw his arms up in the air. "I TOLD you that I thought you'd had too much to drink!"

"I wasn't THAT drunk!" Suoh furiously whispered back. "I just needed a little bit in me to give me the courage to carry out the plan. And it wasn't the alcohol... it's just that Kirishima..." he trailed off.

"Kirishima... what?"

"He reacted. I mean, he suddenly turned into this amazingly sexy creature..."

"How many times have I told you? NEVER have sex with your co-workers... or your boss, for that matter!"

Suoh looked around apprehensively, "Shhh!"

Yamato took a deep breath, then looked back at Suoh and lowered his voice again. "Well? Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked sarcastically.

Suoh looked down and shrugged, but a smile began to spread across his face.

"Forget I asked. He must have figured it all out. Shit! We're going to be fired, aren't we?"

"No, I know him. He won't do that. He'll call us in and try to scare us with some kind of threat, but it will never go on record. Just play along and show remorse, and everything should be fine..."

The door opened and Kirishima came out holding a clipboard. "Suoh Kazumi... will you please step inside?"

"Good luck..." Suoh heard Yamato mumble softly. Suoh got up and walked toward the open door. Just before he entered, he turned to Yamato and gave him a wink.

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When Suoh entered the boardroom, he was shocked to see a woman seated in there with a laptop in front of her.

"Please sit down Suoh." Kirishima pointed toward a chair that had a microphone in front of it. Kirishima walked over to where the woman was seated and stood near her.

Suoh recognized the woman. She was a legal assistant for one of their attorneys. It was her job to record all official business meetings.

Kirishima turned to the woman. "Please note the time and date... 28 September, 11:53 am. Suoh Kazumi, employed by Sion Group has been accused of sexual harassment and the sexual assault of another employee, Kirishima Kei, while he was still on duty."

Suoh sat there in stunned disbelief.

"Do you deny any of the charges?"

"I... you were still on duty?!"

Kirishima replied grimly. "Please note that the accused does not deny these charges." Kirishima walked over to Suoh and looked down at him. "It seems I was called away from Asami's side to assist another employee that was reported to be in trouble at a local drinking establishment."

Suoh, who was now in total shock, didn't answer.

"The accused appeared to be intoxicated, but upon further investigation it seems he was merely acting drunk to deceive me. Do you deny this?'

Suoh swallowed hard. "No."

Kirishima's eyebrow twitched slightly. I wasn't absolutely sure of that until just now.

"After I delivered the accused employee to his home safely, he physically restrained me and forced oral sex upon me... against my will. Do you dispute any of these facts?"

He could see Suoh struggling with this. I did end up giving my consent, though. How will you answer, Suoh?

Kirishima leaned forward in anticipation, wagering in his mind that Suoh would refuse to discredit him in his defense.

Suoh began breaking out in a sweat. He looked down and answered quietly. "No."

Kirishima almost smiled at this. "What was that? I couldn't hear you. Could you please speak up?"

"Kirishima-san..." the recording secretary said, as she stood up. "I think this is enough. It's one thing to want to play a prank on one of your colleagues but I think you've taken this thing too far. This man is obviously in distress!"

"I intended to take this much further, but you may be right," Kirishima chuckled. "He doesn't look so good, does he?"

The recording secretary shot him a look of disapproval before exiting the room. "You know, I have better things to do with my time..."

"Oh fuck..." Suoh let out his breath, and nervously wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his sleeve. "You are seriously evil...!"

"NOW we can call it even. I'll stop harassing you, and you can stop your transparent efforts at trying to pay me back for it."

"Deal..." Suoh said as he stood up. "You honestly didn't care if she heard about the stuff we did?!"

"You'd be shocked at the kind of things she knows."

Suoh brought his hand up. "Look at that... I'm actually shaking! Listen, don't put Yamato through this. I was the one responsible..."

"Oh, he won't be getting off that easily. I went back to that little bar of his, and what do you know... they wanted to know if Yamato's 'practical joke' had succeeded. I'll be teaching him a lesson as well..."

He stopped talking when he noticed Suoh was staring at him strangely. The next thing he knew, Suoh had lunged at him and pinned him against the wall. One of Suoh's hands was around his throat; not choking him, but his firm grip startled Kirishima.

Suoh studied Kirishima's face, and then his own reddened in anger. Not just any kind of anger, but a look Kirishima had seen once before; just before Suoh had ended the life of one of their enemies.

This is no act! Did I finally push him too far?! Kirishima thought in a panic.

Suoh nodded. "I'm going to put an end to this." He slowly released his grip on Kirishima and turned towards the door. "You will not punish Yamato unnecessarily for something that I am responsible for. Are we in agreement?"

"If you insist," Kirishima answered flippantly, even though inside he felt shaken up.

"I'm glad to hear it," Suoh replied before walking out the door.

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The next day Kirishima sat at his desk, almost in a daze. Again, the nightmares had come on with a vengeance during the night and he had barely gotten any sleep. He'd attempted several times to call Suoh to try to talk with him, but Suoh wasn't answering. He finally went over to one the other secretaries and asked her to pull up Suoh's schedule so he could locate him.

"It looks like Suoh's on personal leave," she told him.

"Since when?!" Kirishima walked over to her side of the desk so he could see the computer screen. Suoh's schedule showed the entire week blocked off for leave.

He must have felt he needed some time to cool off, Kirishima thought. I suppose that's a good thing... he was a little scary yesterday.

Staring at the calendar on the screen, he could see someone else also had the entire week blocked off. "Two people taking a week off at the same time? That could present a problem... whose schedule is that?"

Closing his eyes, he knew before the secretary had the chance to answer.

"Yamato..."

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Next... the conclusion of "Suoh's Revenge"

NEVER piss off the big guy...