Chapter 4: Lustful Deal
Benedict was no fool when he came out of his apartment to see a Hunassha member standing there. Tilly, a favorite friend and colleague, stood there with her famous lollipop in her mouth. She smirked at him and came close to whisper, "have a few? We need to talk."
He nodded and reentered his apartment. She smiled at the decorations that he had, and she said "so, I heard you got fucked by a Usami."
Benedict snarled, "Is this why you are here, so then you can fucking leave! I have to go to work! My mission is to—"
"Bullmus is retiring in two years…" Tilly said sadly after removing her lollipop.
Benedict stalled and turned to her. Her round face was somber and her light blue eyes stared into his eyes. She could be considered as a teenager, but she was in her early twenties. She was so petite that she wore teenager's clothing than women's. Her blonde hair was always in a ponytail. Her eyes searched for something in Benedict's face.
Benedict said, "So…what do you want me to do about it?"
Tilly stiffened and said, "Anything! Bullmus cannot be fired! It is not fair!"
"You say that way too much! It is not fair…big deal! People retire, besides—"
"What will happen to us? To the mafia…to my brother and his family…Benedict, some of us are marked people by many rival mafias. We were protected by Bullmus's presence in the underground. I feel that things may get worse soon…" Tilly said as Benedict came to her.
He smiled gently and said, "Relax, there is something we can do."
She smiled as he said, "wait and see. Besides, the Hunassha Mafia has not died yet for several reasons like new bosses and transfers. So, be open for that."
"That is another reason why I am here. I am here to tell you your new mission." Tilly said as she put her lollipop back in her mouth.
Benedict straightened up as she said, "you must edit Usami, Akihiko's work. Find a way and report anything unusual about your findings to me. Okay?"
She smirked as he moaned, "edit his work? Aikawa has me working as an errand boy and 'get my coffee.' I do not think she would hand over the Uke Trade-Off like that."
Tilly raised a brow and said, "You are the best! Do your thing as I will do mine. Also…call me later. I am worried about you."
Benedict grimaced as she said, "you got raped…this sort of thing does not rub off easily. If you need help, call me instantly. I will kill the fucker for you, okay?" She said this with such an innocent face…no wonder so many people said that she was not capable of killing. But did those people never seen her in a full attack…she was no pushover…hell no, if she was Kurt's little sister, she had to be full of something to be related.
Tilly hugged Benedict tightly and said, "be safe…I sent you some condemns for later! So, you are gay…go figure?"
Benedict forced her off and said, "Leave."
She pouted and said, "Bye…call me?" Her face was hopeful since they always called each other every few days to check on each other.
Benedict smirked and nodded. He watched her leave as he turned to the window. Of course, Kurt was there and nodded. So, Tilly gave me a real mission than a prank…of course, Tilly was the assigner but her brother's sighting worries me slightly about this book. Fine, I will do it. Benedict kissed his right knuckle; the sign of acceptance for the mission.
Kurt nodded and left. He jumped off the window and flew into the air by rope. Of course, the jet was close…Kurt kept the jet close for quick getaways. He was always that good…damn show-off.
Benedict snarled and went out the door again. But this time, a smiling tree of a man was staring at him. This man had black hair, gorgeous blue eyes and had a warm aura…the tree said, "Good morning neighbor." The man continued, "My name is Kusama, Nowaki, and I am sorry that I missed welcoming you a few weeks ago. But if you need anything, do not hesitate to call me or my fiancée."
Another man in the corner stalled in front of the elevator and snarled, "Nowaki, we are going to be late!"
Benedict observed the other man; a properly dressed man with brown hair and a raging face towards his lover. He looked at Benedict once and snarled, "are you serious? Akihiko is bad enough for all his toys…but you are dressed like a teenager!"
Nowaki blinked and said, "You are not still in high school?"
The brunette yelled, "He is about the same age as you!"
"Hiro-san please, this is no reason to get angry about." Nowaki said.
Hiro-san snarled, "You are so delusional…"
Benedict slowly moved away from Nowaki and said, "excuse me gentlemen, but I have to get to work before I get fired. Have a nice day!" He raced into the elevator and the doors closed before either man could enter. Nowaki wanted to ask him his name as Hiro-san wanted nothing to do with Benedict.
He stared at the reflected doors of the elevator at himself. Of course he dressed as a teenager for two reasons; to look cool and to get insults like that. He knew if he always wore the 'corporate suit' that people would get suspicious since suits mean two different things, power or mafia. He did not want to stand out that much, so he hid in clothes like this.
Today's ensemble was a white tank top with all his necklaces, a thick leather jacket, his loose jeans, and skater shoes. He wore less revealing earrings, but all twelve earrings were present in his ears. He just did not feel like overdressing today since he had no reason to.
But still…Tilly's words of humor and concern made him uneasy. She was always like this: on the verge of protection but always using slight humor to ease the situation down. This is why Benedict liked her. She was different from the other mafia members from this sense because she cared. A few mafia members had deep relationships, but others feared the contract so much that they kept to themselves. Tilly was never like that…she made many friends, but even with her gift. She has seen a few friends fall to both Bullmus and rival gangs. But she never would allow Benedict to get hurt…she was always in the shadows for that part. Benedict knew one button stood between her and his comfort level. But he refused to use that button, he preferred to deal his own problems than having Tilly jump in.
Benedict moaned as the elevator reached the bottom. He slowly walked outside and stalled. His eyes enlarged, his heart raced and slowly stopped breathing. His body slowly went into flight-or-fight mode as the pair of men in front of the apartment building made him act like this.
Haruhiko and Fuyuhiko Usami stood before the building discussing in low voices with mixtures of emotions. Haruhiko looked slightly annoyed; Fuyuhiko looked restless and demanding power over his son. They kept talking as Benedict slowly walked past them.
Benedict did not expect a hand on his shoulder and hearing, "Errand Boy?" He stalled again and his hand slipped over the cell phone…one button and Haruhiko would be killed…all he had to do was press that single button and Tilly would come…but his entire body just stalled. He waited for Haruhiko do say or do something…but a few painful and silent minutes passed between the three men.
Haruhiko finally grabbed his phone and dialed a number. Benedict listened as Haruhiko said, "Isaka, I need to borrow your Errand Boy for the day…yes, the new guy with Aikawa. Thank you." He closed the phone as Benedict turned to face Haruhiko.
Just like the day they met and yesterday, Haruhiko wore a power suit. A different tie, but still the man knew how to dress…His emotionless face stared deeply into Benedict's face, which Benedict knew that he was blushing slightly. Haruhiko just raced to sex and changed him so much…he did not know how to react to him other than using his fear mode to escape or fight.
Fuyuhiko stared at Benedict and said, "Who are you?"
Benedict turned to Fuyuhiko and looked at him. The famous stock holder…wow, he did sort of gave his looks to Haruhiko, but his black hair and eyes were only his. He wore a black suit and kept firm in his presence.
He said, "Benedict…Parjure." His voice was still tense from the closeness of Haruhiko…not many women could get him so ready to run, punch or ready to beg for Tilly…also a small part wanted to see Haruhiko naked…his memory of the sex never died easily over the past month. The touch just reminded him more of the sudden touch, rush and desire…Benedict missed it deeply and feared it just as much.
Haruhiko slowly released Benedict and said, "That famous editor from America…" His eyes roamed over Benedict and continued, "I have heard that your style was unique. How can you reach the ranks of head editor looking like that?"
Benedict stiffened and snarled, "The same fucking way you got created; I fought like hell."
Fuyuhiko snarled, "Do not push those buttons, Parjure."
Haruhiko made no reaction to the insult instead he said, "explain to me how this getup gets the job done compared to a suit."
Benedict stared at the man…his emotions were so stoic that a statue looked more lifelike than this man. He rolled his eyes and said, "I hate suits. The stiffness, power madness, and demand for people in suits are higher. So, as I dress like this, people expect less of me but…" He stalled again by the intense glare Haruhiko gave him. The man was seriously going to make Benedict turn into an animal by removing his clothes and sucking every inch of skin…he turned and said, "I should go to work…I have work to do…and—" He started to walk away again, but again, Haruhiko stopped him.
Fuyuhiko said, "Have you two met before?"
A little slow Daddy Usami? Yes! Your son fucked me…well, used me for a sexual experiment. But still…his hands…his tongue…his body on mine…who can ever forget that? I have struggled for a month to figure out what I feel for this man: anger or sexual attraction for using my body. I am so lost…but with him here…does not help the emotions either. It has been so long since I have been touched and caressed by another person. But a man…why does a man make me feels like this? Women…common, I want…Haruhiko…GRRRR, what has he done to me? I need space and quick! Benedict slapped Haruhiko's hand away and ran back inside. He raced to the elevators as Nowaki and Hiro-san came out. Benedict snuck in and slammed the four button as he watched the doors close…a hand stopped the doors and Haruhiko snuck in.
Benedict instantly blushed and snarled, "I will fucking call the police to arrest you! Get out!"
The doors closed as Haruhiko turned to say, "Stop swearing. It is rude to insult someone you do not even know well."
Benedict stiffened and said, "You have the nerve! I am not putting up with this shit!" He grabbed his phone and was just about to hit Tilly's button…Haruhiko's hand touched his. He dropped the phone as Haruhiko came closer…he gulped and backed into the wall. His heart was racing as he tightened his mouth. Benedict knew another kiss would ruin the defenses he made after…he could not fall again! His last girlfriend stole so much from him…the heartache was still extremely painful for him.
Haruhiko slowly came closer and placed his mouth over Benedict's. The reactions by both men were the same as Benedict moaned and wrapped his arms around Haruhiko's neck. Haruhiko gently shove Benedict to the wall and deepened the kiss. Their tongues fought and twisted in their mouths as they rubbed their bodies closer. Haruhiko leaned closer as Benedict moaned and recaptured Haruhiko's mouth. They kissed deeply, wildly and emotionally as the door opened.
They stopped as Haruhiko said a little breathlessly, "where is your apartment?"
Benedict turned so red…his face felt like fire could never reach this temperature. He gulped and turned his face away. Benedict said, "Look…I really do not need this right now…I have to…"
Haruhiko dragged Benedict out of the elevator as the elevator lowered for other occupants in the building. They stood still with Haruhiko's hand on Benedict's wrist as both men breathed heavily from the sudden reaction in the elevator.
Benedict gulped and looked at Haruhiko. His eyes enlarged as he noticed Haruhiko did show some emotion this time. Haruhiko's eyes…were softer and searched Benedict's face for answers. They just stared at each other for a few minutes as Haruhiko said, "I am not looking for a relationship."
Benedict slowly calmed down and slapped Haruhiko's hand away. He said, "what about the one day thing…you need another taste? Go to a brothel and find a whore; I have a career and other priorities than a horny business man with—" He turned to walk away, but Haruhiko shoved him into the wall.
Haruhiko stared into his eyes and said, "why dammit? Why you…I was…well, I don't know! I never have been this confused in my life…"
Benedict blushed again as his heart raced…but this time not in fear mode…but just confusion and emotions going haywire. Haruhiko's mixed emotions on his face were sexy…as his eyes looked into Benedict's and he came close again.
Haruhiko brushed his mouth gently, at first, the desire made him shove in for more. Benedict wrapped his arms around Haruhiko again as they kissed deeply again. They allowed their mouths to take control as their minds ebbed into just feeling. Haruhiko rubbed so gently and seductively…Benedict could only react. They kept kissing as they slipped to the floor. Benedict lay down as Haruhiko climbed on top. Benedict shivered as Haruhiko started to rub Benedict's penis. Haruhiko reclaimed Benedict's mouth as they enclosed the separation with their enjoining bodies. They moaned and rubbed as their desire was reaching a point that neither man could stop. Benedict moaned and kissed Haruhiko's mouth just as eager as Haruhiko. They rubbed their backs, chests, and moaned into each other…Benedict turned away as Haruhiko stalled.
Benedict moaned and said, "This…is not right…"
Haruhiko said, "It can be…if you want it to be…"
Benedict turned back and said, "Look, I am not going to say the famous 'we are men; let's not do this' crap. You fucked me for fun, the end. I get it. You wanted a cheap thrill, so I gave you one. Can we be realistic and realize that this is not going to work. I am not your type, trust me on that. So, can you—"
"Am I allowed to say anything, or are you the provider of this entire deal? I know what I done to you…that is why I want to talk to you." Haruhiko intruded with intense eyes…intense with emotions and some anger…
Benedict gulped and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He said, "I refuse to allow you any closer. You made your point clearly a month ago, so—"
"What do you think I meant by using my sex toys on you?" Haruhiko asked, which he sounded interested in Benedict's answer.
Benedict said, "will you stop interrupting me?" He snarled afterwards, but Haruhiko smiled…he felt his body warm at the small gesture as his hands slipped to the floor.
Haruhiko saw the opening and came close for another small kiss. Benedict tried to shove Haruhiko away…instead, he dragged Haruhiko closer. They kissed with a little more passion this time as they moaned and yearned for more…Benedict groaned and shoved Haruhiko off.
Benedict scrambled away and said, "no means no, asshole! Go away!"
Haruhiko turned and said, "I cannot. I have not stopped thinking about you for the past month…please, ten minutes is all I ask."
He…he feels the same way! For a month, I felt…he did not care. Of course, we do not travel in the same circles but still... He…a business man with all that crap could have anyone…anything…but he comes to me…like he wants me. He does not even know me! I hardly even know him…but why do I let him in…why? Benedict blushed again as Haruhiko enclosed him into a gently embrace. Haruhiko kissed his head and rubbed him tenderly. They slowly looked at each other and kissed again.
Benedict leaned in for more as Haruhiko enclosed Benedict in a tighter embrace. They just allowed the emotions take over…they rubbed, kissed and felt the emotions run deep than either man imagined. Their mouths were fighting and relenting power between the pair of tongues; Benedict wrapped his arms around Haruhiko's neck as Haruhiko leaned Benedict into the wall. They wrapped their mouths into this war as their bodies slowly reacted. Benedict felt his body warm and started to imagine Haruhiko's hands on him…like the month before…he moaned as Haruhiko backed away.
Benedict said breathlessly, "we…have a slight…issue here…"
Haruhiko said, "I…do not…see it as an issue…"
They stared at each other as different emotions showed on their faces. Benedict tried to stiffen and become the badass that so many of his mafia members knew him as…but right now…he wanted Haruhiko's hand on his skin. He was blushing, which he knew. His eyes looked at Haruhiko's face, which was slightly flushed from the activity but…he looked pleased. Haruhiko just looked pleased to be kissed and embraced…was Haruhiko hurt too? He did call me Misaki…who is that? Is that name usually male or…female? I do not know…what is wrong with me? He is just an annoyance…I have so much to do…Haruhiko…
Haruhiko stood and offered a hand to Benedict. Benedict spat at Haruhiko's hand, and Benedict turned to his apartment and said, "ten minutes…just talk then I will decide if you are worth the effort."
Benedict unlocked the door and went in. He waited and watched Haruhiko's reactions to his apartment. Benedict kept the place clean, neat, and had many unusual decorations. He enjoyed collecting gemstones; he owned thousands of rocks that were either polished or not as decorations. He even owned a few dozen gemstone jewelry, but he mostly kept those pieces under lock-and-key. The living room and connecting kitchen was calm with the light green paint with basic furniture. He just did not need a bunch of useless appliances to keep his electric bill high…so he sold or got rid of the useless.
Haruhiko said nothing as he went to the couch and sat down. His eyes remained on the most expensive piece of furniture in Benedict's entire apartment: his coffee table. Benedict spent a lot of money on that piece since he always wanted that as a coffee table. It was a piece that took the artist nearly three years to create, which was a pure gemstone formation as a coffee table. The gemstone was a durmortierite. This stone is commonly found in the Southern Hemisphere, which finding a piece like this size was hard. Even the designer said this was rare…the coffee table was no bigger than two feet tall, five feet wide and could hold a full man's weight. The stone was hard as diamond, so durmortierite could handle scratching and weight with no problem. But of course, the table was two feet thick of pure gemstone. The colors ranged from deep blue to white to light gray mixing and separating in masses of pure color…the piece always got attention from everyone who ever looked upon the coffee table. Benedict always had it with him, but he always needed seven men to help him to carry it to his new home. The coffee table was not light…even seven men complained about the weight. Benedict refused to leave the coffee table behind as he admired Haruhiko actually looking over the table closely.
Haruhiko turned and said, "I am very impressed…this is not a fake. So, you do have money but just refuse to use it."
Benedict snarled, "My money is not of your concern, besides…you are wasting my time by your silly interpretations of my monetary spending abilities. What do you want?"
Haruhiko looked at Benedict and said clearly, "I am not asking for a relationship since we are adults and have other obligations to worry about. All I asking is for a sexual relationship when both of us can afford to lose some time. You can either accept it freely, or I will pay you for whatever price you feel is necessary for this deal." He took out a checkbook and fountain pen while he stared at Benedict.
Benedict snickered and laughed slowly. His laugher increased with so much intensity that he slowly fell to his knees laughing. He just laughed to the point of sobbing on the floor and rolling like a dog for a few seconds. Benedict gasped for breath and looked at Haruhiko. He stiffened as he noticed…Haruhiko was scowling and twisted his arms while he said, "Am I that funny to you?"
Benedict sighed and sat up while saying, "You are a pimp! This just got better…" He giggled as he slowly stopped by how serious Haruhiko was…he fully stopped and said, "You are not a pimp?"
Haruhiko said, "Do I look like one?"
Benedict shrugged and said, "Pimps come in all shapes, sizes, ages, and social classes. It does not matter if you do not look like one, but what does matter is that you could be one."
Haruhiko slowly smirked and said, "You are definitely not like Misaki…"
Benedict stiffened and snarled, "of course not! I am a bloody American and twice better at kicking your ass than Misaki! The…person could not even satisfy you, so you turn to sex toys. What a pathetic loser!"
Haruhiko lost his smirk and said, "You do not even know Misaki. Do not insult someone you do not even know."
Benedict said, "you seem pretty protective of this guy…so, am I a cheater's pet to get Misaki back with you?"
Haruhiko stalled and stared at Benedict. His eyes looked perplexed by the idea as he slowly said, "Misaki…is not mine to cheat for. He is…single, but he used to be with…" His face slightly twisted with rage as he turned away from Benedict.
Benedict stood and sat beside Haruhiko. He said, "I have no use for your money. I make enough to survive, so take your money elsewhere."
Haruhiko said, "What can I give you for exchange of sexual visitations? There must be something like…" He tapped his foot on the coffee table.
Benedict snickered and said, "Like you can afford a piece like that! I saved a ton before I bought it…Also—"
"How much was it?" Haruhiko asked as Benedict looked into his eyes. Haruhiko was emotionless again…but he really looked interested in the amount.
Benedict said, "I paid in thirty installments of…" He sighed knowing that revealing the price may get him into trouble…what if Haruhiko thought really hard about it and found out I am a mafia member? I need to…well, honesty or not, Haruhiko is only interested in my body. My knowledge or love is none of his concern. I will tell him. Benedict finished, "ninety million."
Haruhiko's eyes slowly turned and stared at the coffee table. He said, "Are you serious? You spent all that money…on a table?"
Benedict snarled, "some people collect stamps, porn magazines, or sex toys…I collect rocks. The best, worst, and unusual rocks are in my collection. But of course, I do not keep them all. Some I get rid of if my collection is too large, but I only have three thousand rocks in their apartment."
Haruhiko turned to him and said, "Are you serious?"
Benedict stood and said, "YES I AM! If rocks bother you so much…then leave." He pointed to the door as Haruhiko wrote a check…he stalled as Haruhiko gave him the check folded and said, "I expect to see you at my home in three days; be prepared for more dildo and other experiments."
"Afraid of becoming the pitcher?" Benedict said as he stared into Haruhiko's eyes.
Haruhiko snickered and said, "I do not plan on penetrating you until I am ready—"
Benedict stalled and reddened instantly. He shrieked, "I…I am your FIRST?"
Haruhiko laughed. He laughed a deep and gentle laugh that made Benedict shiver and stare…the man is new at homosexuality! I am in hell…dammit! Haruhiko came close to Benedict to give him a gentle kiss on the cheek as he said, "yes, but I am not shoving my penis into you because every homosexual man does it. I rather have the dildo do the work."
Benedict snarled, "Scared to penetrate me?"
Haruhiko stalled but said, "not necessarily, but…I do not have to explain a thing to you. Be sure to meet me at my house, at midnight, and be sure to be mentally prepared. I will give you a gemstone of some sorts as payment. Until then…" He kissed Benedict's mouth again.
They gently roamed their tongues into each other's mouths. Their kissing did not last long…as Haruhiko got his phone and called someone when he parted from Benedict. Haruhiko said, "Isaka, expect Parjure in twenty minutes. Thank you for allowing a few minutes off…no, I just needed to speak to him about the mess he made a few days ago…I will see you later…Good bye."
Benedict turned and walked out the door. He left it open as Haruhiko came out and said, "Is there anything else you wish to say to me?"
"One thing…be sure that you are mentally prepared to stop calling me Misaki. My name is B.A. Got it!" Benedict snarled as Haruhiko gently shoved Benedict against the wall.
Haruhiko smiled so seductively…Benedict felt his body rush and his mouth burn for another kiss…Haruhiko said, "B.A., you have nothing to fear about Misaki…he has changed greatly from breaking up with Akihiko. I intend to screw you crazy until you become a gentleman than this raging wanna-be-teenager."
Benedict snickered, "many assholes have tried to change me…like you can."
Haruhiko smiled and said, "I am up to the challenge." He closed Benedict's door and walked away to the elevator. The elevator came and Haruhiko disappeared…
Benedict slowly looked at his watch and gasped. He had to get to work! His feet brought him to the stairs as he ran for his dear life. He did not plan to lose his job…but this side mission was going to be interesting…
A/N: Tee hee tee hee tee hee hahahaha HA! Sorry but this chapter…I planned it sort of differently, but of course, writing a chapter and planning it is always different. Poor B.A. is a sex experiment, but do not worry…Haruhiko will have plenty of troubles awaiting him with this guy XD Thanks for reading!