Title: VF Choose Your Fate 3(b)
Author: Nbsiren
Rating: M
Pairing: Asami x Takaba
Spoilers: none
Warnings: Language, some smex
Summary: Totally AU.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Yamane Ayano. Other characters are mine.
Author's note: *points at the bunnies* blame them!


"Club Sion...please."

His eyes pop open when the guard calls out his name. Looking out the window he realizes he fell asleep on the way there.

Getting out of the car he by-passes the line, the bouncers let him through the doors without blinking an eye.

He curls up on the couch in Asami's office while the man was in the conference room for a meeting.

When Asami comes back to his office, he looks at Akihito asleep on the couch before going to his desk.

A few hours later, he finishes all his work, gets up, goes over to the couch and looks at a still sleeping Akihito.

After getting his coat, he picks his boy up to carry him to the limo. His face softens for a moment when he hears a sleepy, "Sami..." from Akihito before he settles back into his sleep.

It's rare for his day to completely exhaust him like this. I know it can't be from running between assignments, Akihito still outruns the guards I place on him at times to keep them on their toes.

Once they were on their way, he calls the guard he had with Akihito for his report.

Taking him to the bedroom when they got to the penthouse, Asami stripped Akihito before tucking him into bed.

Going through the pockets before putting the clothes into the hamper, he finds a crumpled business card.

His eyes narrow when he reads the back of the card.

{Dracaena 9pm VIP area}

Akihito wakes up the following morning to his body arching up and an intense orgasm wracking through him as his seed splaters his stomach and chest.

"As-Asami...nnn..."

"MINE. Now and always Akihito."

Still deep inside Akihito, Asami reaches under his pillow for something, then shows it to Akihito.

His eyes widen and he gasps as he sees a collar, before shaking his head.

"You are NOT putting that on me!"

Asami smirks as he feels Akihito's body clench him tighter.

"Your body does not lie. You WANT my mark of ownership on you. Anyone that tries to get close could not help but notice it and know you have already been claimed."

"A...As...Asami!" Akihito yells as he feels Asami grinding inside him.

Leaning close to Akihito's ear, he growls, "MINE!" as they climax again.

Before leaving Akihito's body he places the collar on him, a little groan escaping him when Akihito's walls tighten as the collar snaps closed.

"Yours..." he hears Akihito breathe out as he passes out.

Later at breakfast, Asami looks at Akihito, "You'll be having dinner out with me tonight."

"Huh? You know it would be nice if you asked if I wanted to go out for dinner. It's fine, I don't have any plans with Kou and Takato. I'll try to finish any jobs I get early so that I can try not to be late."

Asami watches as Akihito places the dirty dishes in the sink before grabbing his camera bag on the way out the front door.


After finishing his last assignment for the day, Akihito swears when he realizes he'll barely have anytime to shower and change if he wants to be on time for dinner.

Running out of the building, he pauses when he sees his guard waiting by the car for him.

Once back at the penthouse, he takes a shower then gets dressed, before going down to the car.

When the car pulls up to Dracaena, "Oh fuck no..."

Uneasily he gets out of the car, his guard going with him past the line to the bouncers at the doors.

It strikes Akihito as weird when the bouncers nod their heads at him and wave him through.

When he realizes it was because they must have seen the collar and recognized Asami's mark on it, he scowled.

Sitting down at the semi-private VIP table, Akihito looks around at the changes made since the last time he was here.

He squeaks when Asami pulls him close and tucks him against his side.

He ignores all the people gawking at him and those staring at the collar around his neck.

They didn't have long to wait for their food, and Akihito appreciates the smells as he digs in.

Halfway through, Akihito swallows thickly when he sees Councilman Kurenai coming towards their table from the other end of the VIP seating area.

His eyes dart to Asami, and sure enough he was watching the councilman approaching their table.

"You found that card didn't you? You do know I wasn't going to meet him, so why..."

"Don't worry, he'll know just who you belong to soon enough."

"Asami-san, it's an honor to finally meet you..." Kurenai trails off and goes pale when he sees who Asami had close to his side.

Asami leans close to Akihito, his hand coming up to the side of his head. Asami's eyes don't leave Kurenai, when he inhales Akihito's scent then places a kiss in the same spot. Leaving no doubt in Kurenai's mind exactly what Akihito's relationship to Asami was.

He lowered his hand slightly to rub the collar, and watched as the councilman grew paler when he recognized Asami's mark.

After the councilman excuses himself, they finish their meal before Asami takes Akihito to the office and smirks when he locks the door.

Akihito is bent over the desk, Asami preparing him in no time.

He bites Akihito's neck, just under the collar as he thrusts into him.

"MINE. Always and forever MINE."

Akihito cries out his release, feeling Asami come inside him a few thrusts later.

After cleaning them up, they head out to the limo.

Suoh listens as Kirishima deals with a call from the councilman's aide.

"Councilman Kurenai briefly came by Asami-sama's table to introduce himself, but it looked like he wasn't feeling well, he left right after giving his name."

["I'm so sorry that the councilman felt so ill that he needed to leave like that."]

Kirishima cuts in, "No, no, it's quite all right, it was better for him to leave if he felt that ill. I'm sure he was concerned at not getting anyone else sick. Asami-sama I'm sure will look forward to another meeting."

After finishing the call, Kirishima sighs.

They both resist the urge to wince as they hear the muffled sounds coming from the back of the limo.