Shot?

A knock at the door interrupted the friendly banter between the three young men and Akira appeared once again out of nowhere to admit Miwa with some snacks for the trio.



“Wow, this is awesome stuff…” Kou was stuffing his face with the delicacies on the platters, cleaning them off methodically. Takato had much more refined method; he grabbed a platter and sat down as far away from Kou as possible.



Akira took a smaller plate from Miwa and handed it to Akihito with a nod. There were several bite-sized sweets, a tiny crème-brulée, a miniature slice of a fluffy apricot-cheesecake, a few chocolate covered strawberries and an orange-compote.



“Can I…” Kou was moving closer towards Aki, when the menacing presence of the dark-haired guy stopped him from coming any closer. Even stopped him from asking for a bite from the photographer’s plate.



“Do you want some of this, Kou?” Akihito offered him a strawberry, oblivious to Akira towering behind him, sending out very dangerous vibes.



“No, thanks, Aki. I’m really full.”



“You are? That’s a first for you, right Takato?”



The blond was happily munching on his sweets, while the other two stayed at a safe distance. Takato saw the dark-haired guy point to his watch and then to door. Realizing what the man was trying to tell him he turned to his friend.



“Aki, we should be going. You are still sick and need to rest.”



“No, don’t leave yet. It’s much too early…”



“No, Aki. We will come back though to visit you again soon.” This was clearly issued as a warning towards the bodyguard.



“Right, you need to rest, so we can go out again.” Slow as he was, even Kou caught on.



“Oh… okay. But you will come back to see me?” Akihito sounded a bit forlorn.



“Of course. Nobody will keep us away from you.” Another subtle hint for the tall guy.



They got up; awkwardly hugged their friend and let Akira show them to the door.



“Tell your boss that I will have a talk with him pretty soon.” Takato whispered to the bodyguard as he walked out the door.



“I will.” There was only a light trace of amusement in his voice. Akira decided that this friend of Aki-chan should be taken somewhat serious. He shut the door behind them, turning back to his charge.



Akihito had almost eaten everything on the plate; the sweets had been too tempting and delicious. He felt a bit sad that his friends had already left, but also relieved that he had finally told them the truth. It had been a balancing act for him the whole time, trying to hide his involuntary involvement with Asami from them.



He started to nod off; worn out from the emotional roller-coaster ride he had been on all afternoon.



“Akihito-kun? I think you should go to bed.”



Ah, Akira. The dark-haired bodyguard. He got up, his legs a bit unsteady and wobbly, when he felt a strong arm around his waist and he was led into the bedroom by the other man.



“Th.. thanks.” He climbed into the large bed, snuggled into the covers and as soon as his head hit the pillow he was out.



*****



It was almost five in the afternoon, when Asami finally came back home. Two tedious meetings that he couldn’t postpone had made him cranky and tired. And late. Akihito needed his medicine every four hours and he needed Akihito at least as often.



He walked straight into the bedroom, not caring about his clothes – just dropping them on the floor as he took them off. This was so much more convenient to have the pet right here instead of chasing him through every unsavory corner of Tokyo.



Stark naked he stood in front of the bed looking down at his pet. The kitten was moving restlessly in his sleep, a small moan escaping him now and then. Shit, he was late and the boy was in pain. He took the suppositories out of the package, unscrewed the lube and slid in beside Akihito. The larger man easily slid the covers down to reveal his little lover, ready to pull him over his lap –and stopped. The pet was furiously rubbing himself in his sleep, the black silk soaked with pre-cum, and the moans were definitely not from any pain he was feeling. Quite the contrary, the brat was playing with himself. Naughty, naughty pet. This called for some serious punishment. He put the medication aside, got up and went to his closet. Toy-time again.



The cuffs were the first things he took; it just wouldn’t do to let the kitten get a head-start. Not at all. He took another of his favorite toys and the Fukuoku gloves. This would teach the pet a lesson. On the way back to the bed he picked up the carelessly discarded silk-tie, knowing that his kitten loved to play with them. He had found the secret stash in the back of the closet, some of them with tell-tale stains. His kitten really was a wicked little sex-pot, turned on by the very device used to restrain him for their love-making.



Crawling onto the bed beside his lover – although it was more of a predator prowling closer to his prey – he carefully took one of the busy hands and pried it away from its target. He attached the cuff around the slender wrist and moved it up towards the head-board. One down, one more to go. Getting the second hand away was a bit more of a struggle; the pet was making the cutest sounds of distress, clearly unhappy with the lack of friction on his crotch.



He was in paradise. Laying on the grass with Asami between his legs, obediently servicing him like the good boy he was. He had told him to gently suckle on his shaft but to be careful not to make him come. He so loved having the submissive male around, eager to fulfill his every wish. The moist warmth of his lips was a tender caress on his engorged flesh, soothing and erotic. His subdued lover alternated the ministrations of his lips with long, intense licks of his raspy tongue. The friction was delicious, making him even harder than before. It was time to reward his boy; he would allow him to suck him to orgasm so that the poor thing would once more get a taste of what he craved so much… He gently pulled his erection out of the warm cavern, soothingly petting the distressed male, forcing his head up so he could look deeply into those hungry golden eyes lusting for his very essence.



“Yes, you may suck me now, my sweet Ryouichi…” He gave him a sweet kiss.



“…I’ll allow you to make me come…” And the sensual mouth descended eagerly back onto his hard shaft.



*****



What the hell? His pet was dreaming. Very interestingly so. My sweet Ryouichi? You may suck me? I’ll allow you to make me come? Oh, this was just too good. The kitten was talking in his sleep…



With the kitten’s hands out of the way, he had free access to any part of the body which was so seductively displayed on the bed. He used the tie on the jutting erection right in front of him – his pet would have to wait until he allowed him to come. Together with the metal restraints from Feilong this should ensure some of the sweetest agony his lover would have ever to endure. His smirk grew even more conniving when he attached the small metal clamps to nipples, still tender from his attentions this morning. Yes, this was perfect.



Hm, there was still something missing though, he slid further down on the bed to fasten the second set of restraints around each slender thigh, bent his knees so he could attach elegant ankles to each one. Now, this was a lot better, the pet was unable to move, nicely spread and ready for punishment. Time for a serious work-over of the boy.

It was already way past the time for the pet’s medicine, so he generously lubed the fingers of the glove on his right hand, set the vibrations on high and touched the inviting pink opening between the spread cheeks.



“Aaaahhhhh…” Akihito was trying to buck his hips; he must have hit one of his amazingly sensitive spots again. He continued the relentless assault until the tight ring yielded enough for him to push the suppositories deep inside the warm channel of his lover’s body. Still the boy hadn’t woken up. Good. He pushed a second finger into the heated flesh, then a third. The persistent vibrations inside of the pet sent him into a frenzy of moans, hips bucking up against him – it took Asami’s full body weight to keep the boy down. He leisurely moved his fingers inside the tight canal until he found the spot he was looking for and Akihito just went through the roof. There was no stopping now; he was screaming form the intense sensation against his prostate, thrashing against his restraints like a wild animal. Not wanting the pet to get too far ahead of him he pulled his fingers out, moving the whole vibrating hand to cup his groin.



Hazel eyes blinked open in confusion, glazed over from the desire raging high within him. It made him shiver with need, wanting to writhe against the body next to him – only to find that he couldn’t move. Again.



“Aa… Asami?” He stuttered; still not fully awake, only aware of the buzzing sensation of a hand running loosely over his body and another one massaging his rampant erection.



“Yes, my pet?”



“What… I…” He panted heavily, his chest moving up and down visibly with every gulping intake of air.



Whatever he wanted to say next what cut off when Asami replaced the hand on his shaft with his mouth.



“Aahhhgg….”



Asami hid his smile by burying his face in the soft folds of his kitten’s groin. He rubbed his face against the soft, silky flesh, devoid of the hair that made licking the pet there usually so tedious. Yes, he would keep his kitten shaved. Definitely. His tongue began laving the hot flesh, leaving wet trails on the underside of his erect staff; lips were suckling the tender spot at his perineum, drawing the yielding skin deep into the wet heat of his mouth. When he was sure that his ministrations would leave a nice visible mark, he moved his attention back to the stiff tool right before his face. Rigid and swollen in its steely confines, it was bobbing with every movement of the boy. He gave it long lick before sucking it in all the way into his throat, muscles working on muscle, the sensation of it once more making his pet cry out his need for more.



The gloved fingers were finding their way yet again into the very depth of Akihito’s body, mercilessly working on the walnut-sized spot right behind the tight muscled ring, pressing the vibrating tips into the soft tissue, driving the kitten insane.



Akihito was thrashing around, yelling and screaming unintelligible words, pleasure flooding every fiber of his being, desire enveloping him in a hazy cloud of need, his need to find release at the other man’s hand overwhelming. Teeth were scraping along his weeping shaft, adding to the torturous feeling in his ass, ripping any rational thought forcefully out of his brain. He only existed by the masterful manipulations of the male dominating him, bringing him to the brink, yet denying him the gratifying feel of release.



Chuckling, he started to pull away from his treasure, nibbling his way all the way to the tip, caressing the tiny slit with his tongue before putting his kitten’s member back into the tiny pouch of silk. Mewling Akihito protested at the loss of sensation, his hips following Asami’s mouth, wanting more.



Leaving his fingers deeply buried inside the boy, Asami steered his attention to the pert nipples, begging to be played with.



“You like that, don’t you pet?”



“More… please more…”



“I don’t think so, kitten.” His tongue was drawing lazy circles around the pink tip; teeth were gently pulling on the small clamps that encircled the nub ruthlessly.



“I…Asami!” He must have hit another sensitive spot.



“So, tell me kitten, did you sleep well?” A quick bite followed by the soothing strokes of his tongue.



“What… I… sleep… yes!!!” The last word came out in a hiss.



“Want to share with me what you were dreaming about? Was it something naughty? Something that made you hard? Tell me, pet.”



“No… I… yes… “ His brain was trying to remember what it was that had made him feel so hot and bothered.



“I can’t remember… please, Asami… “ He was frantic. The fingers inside of him driving him mad, yet everytime he tried to push down on them to take them deeper, they retracted. There was… he needed… more – more of Asami.



“Shall I help you remember, Akihito? Do you want me to tell you what you were dreaming about? “ The insistent voice just wouldn’t let him focus on the pleasurable feeling of being fingered by the dominant male on top of him.



“Yes, Asami, yes... please…more…”



Asami loved the feel of the boy’s rectum contracting around his fingers, knowing that he could make his pet explode with just a flick of his finger. Akihito was the perfect lover. Submissive, in denial, easily teased and addicted to his body. Like he was supposed to be.



“Didn’t you dream about me sucking you, pet? About feeling my mouth and tongue on your cock? About me drinking you down, sucking you dry?”



He yelped when the same vibrating sensation that he felt in his ass was duplicated on his responsive nipple teasing even more blood into the swollen nub. Teeth started to nip on his ear-lobe, lips moved to suck on the sensitive spot right below his ears. And then there was that voice again. Deep, melodious and seductive.



“Did you? Dream about that?”



“Yes… oh god yes… I did. I did.” He was getting closer now; he could feel it, if only the hand would move back down to stroke his cock. Just a little more…



“What else, my sweet Akihito? You know you want to tell me…”



“I… please… more… Asami!” His back arched against the hard body covering his, desperate for friction on his weeping shaft.



“Calm down, pet. Just tell me and I’ll let you come.”



“I don’t know…” The boy was sobbing now. Hot tears leaving silvery trails on flushed cheeks, maybe he really didn’t remember? He fought madly against the restraints, wanting only one thing: Asami deep inside of him.



“Do you wish for our roles to be reversed? Do you want to be me, my kawaii Akihito? Do you want to take me?”



“Yes… no… more… need… more…”



Well, this wasn’t really working the way he had planned. The kitten was too lost in his cravings to be coherent. But, there was always a next time. Reaching for the lube again he started to pour a generous amount into his palm, oblivious to the fact that the glove was still on. The moment he touched himself, the current ran through his excited flesh, making him swell even more. This was...unexpected. He took a few seconds to stroke himself, enjoying the feel against his heated flesh, before he pulled the fingers of his other hand out of his lover and teasingly started to nudge the pink opening waiting for him.



“Yes, please… “



By now, the older man was too caught up in his own pleasure to continue teasing his lover. He thrust inside the soft body, burying himself to the hilt, feeling the silky sheath of Akihito clasping around him, sending hot flames of desire through every nerve. This was where he belonged.



He moved rhythmically in and out of the hot cavern, his heartbeat accelerated with every plunge. Sweat started to form on his forehead, his usually immaculate hair was falling into his face as he thrust into his kitten, trying to reach his very core.



“Asami...! “ The pet yelled out, wildly bucking against him, frantic in his need to orgasm.



Asami was barely able to concentrate enough to stroke his lover’s raging erection, too lost in the sensational feel of muscles contracting around him, milking him. He moved his gloved hand back to help his kitten find release by stroking his shaft with a shaking hand.



“I… ahhh…..” Finally. The kitten was spilling copious amounts of his milky seed over the gloved hand, spurting it on his stomach, screaming in relief. The boy’s muscles were almost painfully squeezing his member when he came, sending him over the top as well and he let himself fall into one of the most powerful orgasms he had ever experienced.



“Ah….nghhhh…”



He pumped his seed into his lover, drenching his insides with the potent spurts exploding out of him, not caring that the boy had passed out from the power of the their love-making .



Drained he sagged over his pet, not able to hold himself up anymore. He could feel every muscle in his body, more intensely than after a hard work-out. It took him a few seconds to regain enough breath and find the strength to roll over on his back, taking the unconscious kitten with him. It felt great to have his pet lie on his chest, still impaled on his half-hard cock. He pulled the covers up; making sure Akihito was well covered before he let himself drift off into an exhausted sleep.



*****