I am so sorry that this is late but I have been very busy this past week so today was the only day I could sit down and get this out. Hope you enjoy.

Shit was all Takaba Akihito could think as he glared at the accursed calendar. Over the course of his life, this holiday was just another day like any other but with his current situation…it became an important one. Well, it was kind of important to him but to his other half, he wasn't sure. Of course the two have had celebrated the important holidays like Christmas but this one? What if he actually planned something and his lover just quirks that elegant eyebrow in confusion and he ends up being embarrassed and knowing his lover, he would never live it down.

Valentine's Day. The day where people reminded someone how much they love that person and so on. He never had had a relationship that lasted until February 14th so this was a new experience for him. But how in the world were you supposed to plan something special for someone you weren't even sure would like it or let alone remember it was Valentine's?

Akihito bit the inside of his cheek as he lied on the luxurious couch with the wheels in his head moving vigorously. It was only one day of the year…right? He could do something special…but what? The man had everything he could ever want and then some. Well, the man always seemed to want the boy so maybe he could work with that?

"NO!" Akihito nearly shouted as his mind made up that thought. His ass would never survive a night of total submission…but it was Valentine's…so maybe just this once? Fuck it. He was going to do it.

Akihito sighed as he got up from the comfy couch and strode to the walk-in closet to change into weather appropriate clothing. The penthouse was always a comfortable temperature for him to wear light pants and a tank top but the pervious weather in the snowy streets of Tokyo was a whole new ballpark. His lean legs slid into tight fitting dark wash jeans and his slim torso was snug in a black turtle neck sweater. One day while Akihito had to go out of town for a job, his lover decided it would be beneficial to throw out all of Akihito's old clothing and replace it with all designer wear. Needless to say, Akihito came back and was infuriated when he saw his comfy clothes gone but he was calmed down after a very long night. So now, he just wore the clothing because at least his lover understood his style. He threw on a navy coat and black combats and stuffed his wallet in the deep pockets of his pants. And into the winter he went.

While wandering the streets, his mind reeled over possible ways to celebrate the holiday but ultimately, all of them ended with the two tangled in throes of passion and the silk sheets. His face slightly colored as he remembered the last time they went all out. Lately, the two had conflicting schedules so neither could get a fix of each other and it was beginning to show. With that thought entering his mind, he whipped out the phone that his lover also got him. Honestly, the man had to stop. He speed-dialed number 4 and patiently waited on a nearby bench for the person to answer.

"Takaba-sama." The spectacled bodyguard's deep voice greeted him politely.

"Hey, is Asami there?" Akihito leaned back onto the bench.

"Not currently. Asami-sama just entered a meeting. Would like me to call him out?"

"No, I just wanted to make sure he wasn't nearby." The bodyguard shifted nervously. He hated when this happened. He could predict what his boss's young lover wanted. "What's the old man's schedule?" Of course.

"Asami-sama is finished with his immediate concerns at around 9pm." Perfect.

"Alright, thanks." Click. Akihito stood up from the icy bench and headed down the street once more.

…

His face was flushed as he stared at his haul. He wanted to do something different, not a cliché dinner and sappy movies like others do. He brought out two small blank wooden cubes and searched the apartment for a permanent black marker. He sighed as he finally got one and started his project.

And 9pm could only come so quickly.

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Asami Ryuichi inwardly sighed as he glared at the screen of his computer that just taunted him with a mass pile of work that was still piling up and keeping him from his little kitten. Today was a day he would have loved to have spent at the penthouse but the crime world waits for no one, not even for Asami for which he was eternally pissed about. As each second ticked by, his raging lust for the blond grew and grew as did his nether regions.

Kirishima shifted from side to side nervously as the tension thickened each time the mouse clicked and the keyboard was vigorously used. Anyone could see the waves of frustration coming off of the head yakuza and it was enough to make even his closest companions become uncomfortable. He had to get his boss out of here. Fast.

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An hour later, Akihito had sealed his ass's fate. He blushed vividly as he put the gift in a small bag that had a tag attached with his lover's name on it in the best handwriting he could muster with his shaking hands. He sighed as he set the bag on the table and headed into the shower to give himself a pep talk for whatever would happen in three hours when his lover comes home.

But what our poor little kitten did not know was that Kirishima had relented and allowed his boss to pile the rest of his work onto the secretary. Thus, the yakuza came home shortly after the water turned on. The man meticulously unbuttoned his trench coat that was slightly damp from the pouring rain and hung it on the coat rack. He carelessly yet perfectly removed his feet from his Italian leather shoes and replaced them with a pair of house slippers that his lover bought them (matching but only because it was a two for one sale…apparently). He was removing his suit jacket as he prowled into the penthouse on the hunt for his prey.

Asami's hawk eyes spotted the small black bag on the dining table and approached it before jumping into the shower with his young lover. He unfolded the single crease and emptied the bag and two innocent cubes landed in hands. But knowing his lover, there was something more to these cubes so he focused a little more and was amused at his findings.

Akihito finally pulled himself from the warmth of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist and headed into the shared bedroom of him and his lover. What he did not foresee was that his lover came home early and had put on the bed an array of sex toys for his impending doom. Akihito almost bolted out of the room but the door was locked and blocked by his massive lover.

"My, my Akihito…I would never have imagined such an illustrious Valentine gift from you. What happened to 'I don't like it' or 'I don't want to'? Hmm?" The deep, resonating voice made Akihito's knees tremble and his manhood perked up as he noticed his lover had an impressive tent in his slacks.

"W-what gift?" His voice was turning quite meek and hesitant as the man approached his young lover slowly.

"Well of course, these." In between his fingers, Asami flashed the accursed cubes. You see, these weren't just any kind of cubes; Akihito had fashioned them into sex dices. "You never would have imagined my surprise when I discovered these on the table. I sincerely hope these are for me." Asami let his long, warm fingers trail down the slight curves on Akihito's waist and let the fingertips to rest on the edge of the piece of cloth that hid two of Asami's favorite things.

But his most favorite thing about his feisty lover had to be those hazel eyes. Whenever Asami did something perverted to him, they would water up but the pupils were so dilated that you could almost see no color. Whenever Asami bought him something extravagant, they would widen and then glare at him with such fire that it never failed to take his breath away. But when he was sad or upset or frustrated, they would become clouded with guilt and regret and Asami would do anything to make them light up again like when he was happy. Asami would never let anyone take this light from him. Over his dead body.

"Who else would they be for, baka." Akihito spat out but was barely staying upright as he stared into those smoldering eyes of his yakuza lover. Those golden eyes always seemed on fire whether he was happy or mad. But when they were in bed, they were practically suffocating. When desire overtook his body and mind, the man would unleash his power onto the young man and Akihito would be reduced to a quivering mess of ecstasy. But the eyes would become like a fireplace in the aftermath with a warmth that warmed Akihito to his toes. Asami never had to say it out loud. Akihito knew how much he meant to the man.

"Good, or else I would have to kill someone." Asami joked but with his voice, Akihito could never tell if the man was kidding or not because he has done so before so why not again? He was really sorry for all the men who worked for his lover because they lived in constant fear and danger…but then again so was he. Regrets? None.

"Don't say that!" Akihito scolded the older man and Asami just chuckled as he brought the boy closer to him. Once they touched, their skin ignited with desire and all the sexual tension over these past few days have really brought them to their boiling point. "Asami…" He whispered in a needy, wanton voice and Asami quickly captured those plump lips. And thus began the battle for dominance between the two. It started with Akihito plunging his tongue into the warm mouth of his lover. The taste of tobacco and whiskey mixed on his palate and created a moment of euphoria and his lids shut to concentrate. His shaking hands gripped the man's white button up tightly and pulled the yakuza closer to envelop himself in that radiating warmth and the smell of his signature cologne and just his own unique scent.

Asami's hands found themselves on the photographer's hips and clasped the supple skin that only added to the man's desire for the other. He let Akihito take the lead for a bit while his hands explored the boy's body and led them to the large bed. He threw the delicious boy on the bed and stepped back to admire his lover. The towel was long gone, leaving Akihito nude while the older man was still completely clothed. Akihito let his legs slight grow apart as desire continued to claim his mind. His skin became slightly pink as his internal temperature rose and he placed the back of his hand onto his forehead and his other hand trailing down to his nether regions. Asami smirked as he watched his lover unfurl like a flower. He could see everything. How that little cock was rock hard and his nipples perked up to maximum height and the wet hair that was soaking through his Egyptian cotton sheets. A masterpiece.

Akihito's eyes hungrily roamed his lover's clothed body and he huffed at that. He sat up quickly and quickly began to unbutton the shirt that hid Asami's wonderful body from the world. He no longer cared if he seemed desperate because he had been deprived of this wonderful man for 8 days and he could no longer wait. Asami watched his fumbling lover attempt to remove his clothes and allowed the boy to explore his impressive abs with adoration. Akihito's hands traced every crevice of muscle and rubbed his hands up the chest and his arms looped around the man's neck and brought the two into another passionate kiss. But Asami was now in the mood for games. He gently pushed the boy away and set the two in the middle of the bed and brought the dices out of his pocket which he put them in during their first kiss.

"Now, now Akihito, we should use your wonderful gift." The boy groaned at the lack of contact with the man but knew he wouldn't get anywhere so he acquiesced and prepared himself for his impending doom. "I shall go first." Asami's large hands rolled the two dice and lightly threw them on the bed.

Suck fingers

Akihito's face became flushed as Asami smirked and stuck out his hand. Timidly, the blond crawled closer to the yakuza and stared at the long, lean fingers. Slowly, two digits entered his warm mouth and Akihito quickly went to work. The taste of his lover's Dunhill cigarettes were still apparent and strong as if he just smoked one but after a while, the fingers became his lover's length and he earnestly began to suck. Asami smirked as he watched this lewd display but the night was just getting started.

"Your turn, Akihito." Asami commanded and Akihito withdrew the fingers with small pants and shakily took the dices and quickly rolled.

Lick nipples

"With pleasure." Asami pushed the boy down and savagely took the pert nipples with his skillful tongue. A flick of his tongue here and there all the while Asami's hands found refuge up and down his boy's sides. Akihito could feel the pressure building in his manhood and his moans were no longer held back as Asami was pleasuring him with only his nipples and that wonderful tongue. All of a sudden, the mouth was gone and he whimpered at the loss of warmth but came to attention when he heard the dice rolled.

Suck cock

Without any other thought, Akihito almost lunged for it and he quickly unbuttoned his lover's slacks and nearly tore them off. He needed to taste Asami, now. The yakuza's impressive cock sprung from its confines and the musky scent coming off it made Akihito's mouth water. The blond drew his tongue up and down the length as if mapping it and slowly let the tip slide into his mouth. Akihito moaned at the bitter taste of precum and kept putting more and more into his mouth all the while sucking. His tongue swept the underside and the slit on the tip and Asami's breath became heavier with each minute passing. His large hand found his young lover's hair and gripped it tight to quicken the pace and Akihito moaned as he was forced to take the large manhood. With a grunt, Asami took the boy off his cock and drew him into an intense kiss in gratitude before he could cum. Asami shoved the dice into the blonde's hand and the photographer rolled again.

Insert toy in ass

Akihito's eyes almost lit up at this and his eyes searched his array of toys that was laid out for them. He crawled across the bed (resulting in a slap on his ass) and selected a 9 inch flesh colored dildo that was about 1 ½ inches thick. Asami sat down with one leg propped up and the other bent as he watched his lover chose a toy. He loved when his boy actually followed his desire but the struggle was also just as rewarding. Akihito crawled back to his lover and handed the toy to him as he turned around with his face pressed against the sheets.

"The dice did not say you could have any lube so we will just have to do this dry, kitten." Akihito froze up but then relaxed when he realized that his lover would be a little gentler. Asami let his calloused hand massage the ass cheeks and parted them to see the small, pink pucker that contrasted greatly to the pale skin. He smirked as he saw it twitch with anticipation and slowly inserted the large toy into the boy's ass. Akihito was relaxing his muscles – he really was but damn did it hurt! He gritted his teeth as the toy made its intrusion into his unprepared ass but no way was he letting it stop. Asami patted the blonde's ass after it took the entire length and let the boy rest as Asami distracted him from the pain as he kissed those supple lips. Soon enough, Akihito was practically begging for his lover to pump the dildo hard and fast in his hole.

"Asami…Asami…give me more!" He could only give his boy what he wanted and rammed the toy in and out like a mad man as he watched the boy tremble in pleasure. It took only 3 more times before Akihito could no longer withstand it and came all over the sheets. But Asami wanted to torture his lover a little longer and kept going. The pain and pleasure of the thrusts made Akihito whine and whimper and they were music to the yakuza's ears. Not long after, Akihito's length had sprung up again but Asami roughly took the toy out and the blond screamed with pain and pleasure.

Screw the game. Asami's cock could no longer take not being in the boy's warmth and he threw away the toy and inserted his enormous length in instead. Akihito's scream could never be forgotten and Asami threw his head back in pleasure of the tightness that his lover had. Asami could never be rid of this boy and he would literally kill anyone who tried.

Akihito's mind was clouded in pleasure as the warm dick inside him was filling him up to the brink and was thrusting hard and fast. Every other time, Asami would allow his length to hit the blonde's pleasure spot and Akihito knew his voice would be gone by the morning if his lover kept this pace. Asami could never be tired of this. The tightness and warmth of the boy's insides but it was the cries that escaped his mouth that he relished in. They were a confusing mix of pain and ecstasy but the two were addicted to this, their love. Sometimes it was rough, other times it was gentle but either way it was passionate.

The volume of the two grew as their climaxes both reached its pinnacle but it would always be Akihito who released first but the way the orifice gripped at Asami's cock, there was no way Asami could not keep himself from cumming. He released his thick seed deep within his lover who came a little more at the pleasure of being filled. Asami's dick softened and he slipped out of the boy and marveled at how the white liquid trickled out slowly and down the boy's slim thighs. Ah, art in its highest form. Asami smirked as he saw Akihito fall asleep with his ass still in the arm and in the open to the yakuza. Oh how naïve the boy was. The man took another toy and the night continued whether or not the boy was conscious.