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Warning: yaoi goodness and ooc.

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Night Lessons

Akihito ran down the busy street as fast as he could, but the men chasing him were still gaining on him. He turned the corner and nearly bowled over the men standing on the sidewalk. He regained his footing, giving his apologies, and he was stopped by big, powerful hands on his shoulder. When the hands, caressed his bare skin, Akihito finally looked up to see who he had nearly knocked over and his eyes grew big with shock for an instance, before he said, belligerently, "Let me go, bastard! Are you trying to get me caught?"

Asami handed a struggling Akihito off to Kirishima and dusted off his suit. He looked up in time to see the men chasing his boy stop for a moment, have a heated discussion, and then approach his party.

By now, Akihito was pleading with Kirishima to let him go, but the secretary had a firm hold on him.

The men approached Asami and bowed, before saying, "Asami, sir. It is an honor to see you again."

Asami looked the men over and recognized them as guards that worked for the Hedeya Group, an outfit Asami was currently doing business with. Of course, Akihito didn't know that, but Asami didn't want to see them exposed by his wayward photojournalist. He greeted them, cordially, then said, "You were chasing this boy, yes? Why?"

"Sir, he was caught snooping on a business deal we were conducting."

Asami turned to Akihito with a raised eyebrow and said, "Is that so," then he took Akihito's camera bag from his shoulder.

Akihito yelled, "GIVE THAT BACK! HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

Asami took the camera from the bag and ejected the memory card. He slipped it in his pocket and put the camera back in the bag. Asami handed the bag to Suoh, then turned back to Akihito and said, "I'll be keeping this," and he patted his breast pocket. He turned back to the men and said, "You just wanted the memory card, correct?"

Akihito protested, "Hey, there's other stuff on that card, give it back. Look, I'll delete them, just give it back."

Asami ignored his ranting and told the men, "I will dispose of the card, you can tell your boss that I'm handling the situation."

"Are you sure, sir? We can take the brat off your hands and dispose of him."

"No, my men can handle 'the brat'. You should probably report in, though, right? Kirishima, put him in the car."

"Yes, Boss," Kirishima said, pushing his glasses up on his nose.

Akihito struggled, kicking at the car, trying not to be shoved in.

The men seeing this, assumed they would never see the boy again if he was in Asami's custody, bowed to Asami and said, "Thank you, sir. If it is okay with you, we will have our boss contact you regarding this matter."

"I look forward to hearing from him," then Asami turned and got into the limo.

Akihito kept up his ruse, until the limo drove away from the curb, then he broke out in a huge grin, as he said, "Man, Asami, sometime you do come in handy. Hey, Suoh, can you drop me off near my apartment?" Then he held out his hand for his memory card.

Asami looked at the boy's hand and asked, "What is that for?"

Akihito looked from his hand to Asami and said, "You can give me back my memory card now."

"I have no intention of returning that to you until after I remove the pictures you took tonight."

"WHAT? No, that's not how this was supposed to go."

" 'How this was supposed to go'? What exactly was your plan if you hadn't, literally, run into me, Akihito? You promised to stay out of my affairs. Why are you targeting the Hedeyas"

"What are you talking about? Why do you want to know? That meeting had nothing to do with you," but that got Akihito thinking. After a minute, he said, "Dammit, Asami. The buyer was working for you, wasn't he? Look, the sale went down before I was discovered, so what's the big deal. I don't have to turn in the shots with your guy in them."

"Suoh, take me home, Akihito is accompanying me."

"No. You're giving me my memory card and I'm going home to work, bastard. Suoh, I want to go home."

Suoh, said from the front, "Sorry, kid. I only take orders from Boss Asami," and he turned left, instead of right.

Akihito glared at Asami. "I need the money, Asami. Rent's due."

"Kirishima, arrange to have Akihito's rent paid for the year."

"Hey, jerk, no one told you to do that. Don't do it, four-eyes. And you better not say, 'I only take orders from Boss Asami' either. I don't need you paying my rent, just let me do my job."

"Your job that is going to get you beaten to death?" Asami moved to the divider and handed Kirishima the camera's memory card, before closing off the back of the limo from the front. He moved back to where Akihito was sitting and pulled him onto his lap. "When are you going to realize, that I am not always going to be there to save you, Akihito?"

"I didn't need saving before I met you and I don't need saving now."

"Really? Shall I take you to Hedeya, then. That would have been the outcome had you not run into me on the street." Asami began to pinch Akihito's nipples, hard.

"OW, jerk! That hurts."

"Good. You do have working pain receptors."

"What does that mean?"

"It means, that had they caught you, Akihito, they would have punched you and kicked you until you handed over the camera." Now Asami was rubbing his nipples between his finger and thumb.

Akihito moaned, in spite of himself, as he said, "I kn-know that already. Th-that's why I was r-running. Ahh, STOP...DOING...THAT! Can't I, hah, explain."

"Explain what, Akihito? That you've once again gotten yourself into trouble because you were sticking your camera where it didn't belong, giving no thought to your own safety." Asami bit Akihito's nipple through his shirt.

Akihito arched his back, involuntarily. His body was going to betray him this time, just like every other time the man touched him. "Th-that's not, mmm, true. I'm less sah-safe with you."

"Yes, you are," and Asami tore open Akihito shirt and feasted on his nipples.

Akihito felt himself losing control, as he felt Asami's teeth bite into his flesh. He threw his head back, arched his back even further, and placed his arms around Asami's head. "AAAHHH!"

Asami wrapped his arms around Akihito's waist and pulled his body, flush, against his, as he continued to nibble, lick, suck, and bite the boy's nipples.

By the time they reached the penthouse garage, Akihito was a quivering mass of flesh, memory card, forgotten.

Asami lifted Akihito off his lap and exited the car. He removed his coat, pulled Akihito from the limo, and draped the coat around his bare shoulders. Then he put his arm around Akihito's shoulder and led him to the elevator.

Akihito took several, deep, steadying breaths, before he turned to Asami and asked, "Why are you mad, Asami?"

Asami remained silent.

Akihito pulled the coat tighter around himself before turning his attention back to the front of the elevator.

When the doors opened, Asami gave Akihito a little push forward out of the elevator and they walked down the hall in silence. When the penthouse door closed behind Asami, he finally spoke, "Because you have no regard for how I feel seeing you in danger," and he pushed Akihito back to the wall, claiming his mouth in a violent kiss, that had both men breathless at the end.

Asami removed his shoes, then stood over Akihito as he did the same, then he pushed him towards the inside of the penthouse.

Akihito, feeling his wits return, asked, "What do you mean, 'how I feel'? Weren't you the one that said I meant nothing to you? This is the job I was doing when you met me, Asami. You were the one that said you wouldn't stand in my way."

"That was before I knew just how reckless you could be," Asami said. "I can protect you from everyone but yourself, Akihito. Tonight, that will change," and he pulled Akihito towards the bedroom.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Asami pushed Akihito down on the bed, caging his hands over his head, and said in his ear, "It means I intend to burn into your flesh what will happen to you every time I have to save you from yourself," and he bit into Akihito's ear before licking his way to the boy's collar bone. Asami used his other hand to unfasten Akihito's pants and remove his member from his wet underwear. As he fondled Akihito's cock, Asami licked and nibbled his way over Akihito's chest.

Akihito sighed as heat pooled in his stomach and he was on the verge of cumming.

Asami stopped Akihito's release, saying, "Not until you've learned your lesson, Akihito."

Akihito groaned, trying to buck his hips, but Asami had his legs straddled in a way that made the movement impossible. Akihito pouted up at Asami.

"That face won't save you." Asami released Akihito's dick and removed his pants, as he nibbled his way down to Akihito's stomach.

Akihito moaned and writhed under Asami as the man trailed his fingers up Akihito's leg to his waist.

Asami raked his nails up Akihito's side, over his stomach, and to his nipples, which were then, pinched and twisted.

Akihito's back came off the bed as he panted and moaned. "Ahh...A-sami, wait. I swear, I...I, tried to be careful."

"Trying to be careful, and being careful, is the difference between life and death in your line of work, kitten. Stealth is required to do your job, that should be ingrained by now. You aren't some rookie. Or maybe you just like being chased, is that it?"

"N-no! Hah...ha...mmm"

" 'No', what, Akihito?"

"N-no, I d-don't like to be ch-chased, Asami. Ha...ha...ahh."

"Then why does it happen so often, hm?"

Akihito was whining now. Asami was focused on Akihito's nipples, leaving his cock to bob and leak, freely. Akihito desperately wanted the man to wrap his fingers around it, but it was, thoroughly, ignored.

Asami released Akihito's hands, reached in the drawer, and pulled out a pair of police-issue handcuffs.

Akihito pleaded, "No, Asami, please don't put those on me. I-I promise to behave. I can't t-touch you if my hands are b-bound."

"Because you like the feel of my hard chest against your fingers."

Akihito nodded.

Asami secured one of Akihito's wrists, as he said, "And the shape of my arms, the contours of my abs?"

Akihito nodded again, accompanied by a breathless, "Oh, yes!"

Asami pulled the cuff around the pole on the headboard and secured Akihito's other wrist, before he said, "You won't learn if I give you what you want."

Akihito was growing more frustrated, "ARGH! B-but that's not fa-ahh-fair! I was c-careful. Hah...St-stop and let me t-talk."

Asami didn't. Instead he coated his fingers in Akihito's pre-cum and jammed them in his ass, while he held, firmly, to the base of Akihito's cock.

"Unf...ahh...ha...w-wah-wait. Pl-please, Asami, l-listen. A l-light outside, hit, hit the camera lens and g-gave away, mmm...hah, my p-position. Da-dammit! Ah-Asami it wasn't my fault."

Asami continued fingering him, adding a second, then a third finger, that he moved in and out of Akihito's hole at varying speeds and depths, driving Akihito insane.

The cuffs chafed at Akihito's wrists as he pulled at them. His hands, on instinct, wanted to roam over Asami's god-like body, but they were tethered, securely, to the bed. His body shook from his need for release, which Asami seemed intent on keeping him from. "A-sami, pl-please, please, p-put it in."

Asami still fully clothed, shook his head at the boy, tauntingly. As he moved his fingers slowly over Akihito's most sensitive spot, Asami said, "Even I know to be sure light doesn't unexpectedly give away my vantage point, Akihito."

"AAAHHH...HA...HA...HAH. ASAMI...ASAMI...LISTEN! I-I get it. I'll be c-careful. Oh, please, Asami, I want you in-inside me," Akihito pleaded, tears streaming from his eyes.

"It isn't enough yet, Akihito. I still feel like you're just going to make the same amateur mistake the next case you chase down," Asami said, lowering his head to Akihito's cock. He licked at the slit and the head before taking all of Akihito into his mouth.

Akihito's body went rigid from the sensation, yet he still was not allowed to cum, and he screamed his frustration, "AARRGGHH! DA-DAMMIT, SA-SADISTIC BASTARD, LET ME CUM!"

Asami removed Akihito's dick from his mouth long enough to give a curt, "No," before continuing with his skillful ministrations.

Akihito thrashed his head left and right, biting down on his bottom lip. His brain could no longer form words, as his body spasmed from the waves of pleasure Asami was giving him. Pleasure so intense it was painful.

When Asami finally removed his fingers from Akihito's ass, the boy was more than ready, and so was he. Akihito always tested his control, but sessions like this drove him over the edge at volatile speeds, so that when they finally did come together, it ended in an explosion that rocked them both, physically and mentally. That alone was reason enough to never let the boy go and always keep him safe.

Luckily, this recent encounter didn't end in bloodshed, though he will need to make Hedeya aware of Akihito's untouchable status if they were going to continue doing business together.

Asami, now completely undressed, climbed on the bed over Akihito and lightly kissed the tears still on his cheeks.

Akihito was whimpering for Asami to remove the cuffs, as his hands had gone numb from the pressure he had placed on his wrists through this whole ordeal.

Asami obliged, rubbing at the ugly, red welts that circled both the boy's wrists, as he continued to rain kisses on Akihito's face. Then, in one quick motion, Asami positioned himself at Akihito's hole, thrust in deep, all the way to the base of his shaft, and finally allowed his boy his long awaited release.

Akihito clung to Asami as wave after wave of pleasure rocked his body from Asami's penetration alone. "AAAAHHHH...YES, OH, YES! ASAMI! MOVE!"

With that, Asami began to thrust his hips, driving his, hard as steel, organ deep into what he had claimed as his own. All of Akihito belonged to him, and he refused to let Akihito's own recklessness deprive him of what was his.

Akihito was literally fucked into the mattress. Asami felt bigger, went deeper, pounded harder, and was more possessive then he had been before and the look in those lustful, golden eyes reminded Akihito that he was still being taught a lesson, as his screams and moans echoed off the walls.

Asami pushed Akihito's legs up by his ears, grinding his hips deep inside Akihito's hot, quivering hole.

"A-ASAMI! UNGH...UNGH...MN! HAH...HAH...OH! I'M C-C-CUMMING!"

Asami stopped his gyrating hips, but remained buried, balls deep, and took hold of the base of Akihito's shaft, "Not yet, Akihito. I'm not sure you've learned the lesson."

"ARGH! I-I understand, Asami. I will be m-more careful. I will ch-check my surroundings and the surroundings around my surroundings, so pl-please, PLEASE, LET ME CUM," Akihito begged.

Asami bent down and kissed Akihito, lightly, on his lips, then said, "Very good, kitten, but we cum together," and Asami began to ram into him once again, though he still held, tightly, to the base of Akihito's cock.

When Asami was close, he stroked Akihito's cock to release as he came in Akihito's ass.

xxxxx

After showering, Akihito lay in Asami's arms, dozing, when he heard Asami say, "Promise me, you will be more careful, Akihito. Promise me, you won't let anyone take you away from me."

Akihito came up on his elbow and stared, intently, into Asami's golden eyes, and said, "I promise. Trust me, getting caught is never my intention, Asami. But, you'll still come get me of I'm taken, right?"

"Always."

"Then you have nothing to worry about. But, I do promise you, I will do better at not being discovered. Okay?"

"That's all I ask, Akihito."

"So, can I have the memory card back?"

"I already told you, you'll get it back once this evening's pictures are deleted. Now, stop talking and go to sleep."

Akihito laid his head on Asami's chest and said, "One more thing," he turned his body and put his chin on Asami's chest. "Can you not have Kirishima pay my rent. I can pay it, you know, it will just be a little late since I can't turn in that story. Unless you plan on changing your mind."

"Then do it your way. Eventually the landlady will get tired of waiting for her money from you and you'll be evicted. Then you won't have any choice but to move in with me," Asami said, smirking at Akihito.

"Ha! That will never happen. And if it did, I still wouldn't stay here with you." Though it's not like he hadn't thought about it, at least, once or twice, he would never admit that to Asami. "You know, I have friends and parents I can live with until I'm back on my feet. Why would I ever subject myself to your nightly 'lessons' and punishments?" Akihito said, blushing slightly, as he turned his head and put it back down on Asami chest. The sound of the man's heart beating, was comforting in his ears.

Asami put his hand on Akihito's head, as he smiled to himself and thought, Akihito, you still haven't realized you spend more nights here under my tutelage than you do in your own apartment. I will be waiting for the moment you do. Asami said, "You'll get used to it in no time," and he rolled over on top of Akihito.

Akihito's tired eyes, looked up at Asami, and he yawned, then said, "Unless you plan on having sex with my sleeping body, I suggest you put that thing of yours away."

"You wouldn't be sleep for long, Akihito," Asami said, as he reached for the lube.

A/N: This story, like all that fall under the 'A Night in the Life..." title, stands alone, and is not connected to any other chapter. I say this because the last chapter had them living together and I didn't want to cause confusion.

That said, did you like it? Comments are always welcome, I like hearing what you think.

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