Shot?

*Flashback*



The first time he had come across the spritely photographer he had been surprised how the carefree and reckless boy could turn into a fiery kitten in a matter of seconds, hissing and spitting when cornered, ready to fight everything and everyone to the very end. Whenever he thought about the moment the boy jumped over the balustrade it had made his heart beat in anticipation, waking his predatory instincts anew.



For the longest time he had been bored with every lover he took after a few hours of being with them. Nobody could excite him, no matter how kinky they played. And then this so-called photo-journalist had stumbled into his life. Clumsy, brash and full of energy. The only one who had managed to break his ennui on first sight. And the brat even had the courtesy to stick around for their memorable second date. Remembering it still made him hard as a rock.



At first his intention had been to scare him away, once and for all, however, as soon as he had let him breathe in the poppers , the boy had turned into the hottest little sex-kitten he had ever run across. And he had been impossible to resist. The combination of being restrained and helpless with the inhalation of the drug had the boy aroused in no time, his reactions uninhibited, his body begging for fulfillment. It was probably the most intense experience the older man had had in his life, intriguing him to explore the boy some more.



The hours that had followed were filled with some deep hard-core play, pushing the boy’s limits, showing him the pleasure of submitting to a dominant lover, making him pass out from the powerful energy-exchange they both experienced that night.



From that moment on, he had hunted the boy, knowing that they both craved the fulfillment of their sexual desires, unleashed during that unforgettable first night.



Every further encounter made him realize that Akihito would need a long time to realize that his sexual submission did not mean to become a controlled puppet with no will of his own. His kitten had not yet recognized that as soon as the right buttons were pushed, he unconsciously slipped into his natural role of a submissive lover. Being the experienced top that he was, he knew it would take time to make his mate understand the workings of a relationship like theirs. Until then he was curious about his boy’s mindset, his secret cravings, the darker side of his fantasies; willing to explore them together with his lover until he would finally admit his need to be dominated by him. And only him.



*End Flashback*





The moment the moist heat of Asami’s mouth enveloped him his brain died, any rational thought ceased to exist and unspoken words turned into needy moans of desire.



“Ahh… I… “



“Good boy, this is all I want to hear from you, kitten.” Asami’s tongue danced in an intricate pattern over the hardening flesh, leaving him panting for more.



He never consciously noticed that while his shaft was seen to by an expert mouth, his wrists were adorned with cold metal, enclosing them in preparation for the night to come. Once again lost in his need for the older man, Akihito bucked towards the moist cavern, desperately trying to get more friction on his straining member, just to be denied. Again.



Asami pulled away from his kitten’s throbbing member, as always amazed that Akihito could be aroused so quickly through just a little touch.



“No… what… You bastard…”



“You really do want to be punished, don’t you? What a naughty little pet you are…” Strong hands attached the smooth and beautifully crafted cuffs to the ring in the center of the headboard, ignoring the sputtering protest from his obviously displeased kitten.



“So tell me, what will your punishment be?” His fingers trailed in a light pattern over the heated flesh, while golden eyes watched the kitten squirming in his bonds.



“No answer?” He chuckled.



“Let’s see then… I think that backside of yours was pampered enough – what about we spank some color onto it?”



He carefully observed his boy, needing to see every reaction to make sure he was on the right track. The light shudder vibrating through the lithe body in front of him was yet another sign that he was right about the signals Akihito was giving of.



Just hearing Asami say the words almost made him come. How the hell did that cursed devil do it? How did he know about the dirtiest secret he had? A picture of him, naked, over Asami’s lap, his ass exposed with the angry red imprint of a hand on one cheek flashed through his mind. He groaned, still not willing to become a part of the game Asami was playing. He would not, no - could not give himself up; not even for the dark-haired devil that had captured his heart, mind, and body.



“Tell me, my cute pet, how would you like being turned over my lap, getting that sexy little ass of yours blistered until it turns a nice red? Would that be a fitting punishment for your little tantrum out there?”



He didn’t think he had ever been that hard before, Asami really did know how to turn him into a mindless heap of quivering flesh. He had long passed the point of being able to speak coherently, his only response came in the form of a low, guttural sound from deep within his throat; signaling his need for whatever Asami wished to do to him.



Asami chuckled and quickly flipped the boy over the wedge- shaped pillow, the deliciously looking ass quivering in anticipation of his hand. His strong hands caressed the heated flesh gently; tender strokes to reassure the shivering pet. He watched how his boy started to calm down a bit under his ministrations, slowly relaxing into his touch – a sign that the kitten was ready for their new game.



Thwack!



Akihito tensed when Asami’s right hand smacked his ass hard, a squeal escaping his lips, the pain he experienced mixing into the pleasure he had expected.



“This is really beautiful, kitten. When we are through with this I’m sure your ass will be the most wonderful color red you’ve ever seen. And the sound of your pretty voice is just delicious. How about some more?”



Not waiting for an answer that would never come, Asami again brought his hand down hard on the boy’s ass.



“I bet I can make you come just from spanking that naughty ass of yours…”



Akihito squirmed frantically, not knowing if he wanted to get free or just more of the same. His mind was in a haze, desperate for something solid to hold on to in order to stay sane.



The hand came down again, however, this time again caressing the slowly heating flesh, stroking the trembling cheeks until the boy calmed down again.



Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!



The next blows came in fast succession, the loud smacking sound of flesh against flesh overlaying his cries of pain.



Akihito whimpered as once again warmth brushed his exposed ass, moist lips moving in lazy patterns over his skin, carefully avoiding the center of his cheeks where he wanted to be touched the most. He was in pain, not only from the stinging slaps on his ass, also from needing something he couldn’t even define, he just knew he wanted.



Just when he thought that Asami would touch him, the mouth withdrew, leaving only fingers trailing the imprints on his hurting ass. He moaned into the pillow under his head, desperate for the older man to take him. When the fingers left his skin as well, he was about to scream out his need to be fucked hard by Asami, to be filled by him over and over again.



Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!



Asami spanked him several times in row, turning the tight muscled ass in front of him into a burning furnace. He alternated constantly between the hard slaps and gentle caresses, always changing the rhythm to keep the pet on the edge. He could tell by the way Akihito was screaming into the pillow that his lover could no longer differentiate between the blows to exposed ass or the tender touches.



Akihito begged and pleaded, not knowing for what, he just knew his body needed more. More of all. More pain, more pleasure and most importantly more of Asami.



His lover finally could not restrain himself any longer, quickly lubricated his shaft while still working the young photographer’s ass until he finally thrust home. The heat almost took his breath away, the tight heat of his boy gripping him almost desperately. He slammed repeatedly into him, barely able to keep himself from coming, while his hand continued to rain powerful blows on the source of his pleasure.



“Akihito… Come for me… now!” He groaned out, hoping his boy was far enough to follow his command. The boy’s pleasure always came first, this little twist in their sex-life wouldn’t change anything, his pet would need to find relief first.



Pain and pleasure mixed, twisting around each other, combining into the unique mix that finally sent Akihito screaming over the edge into a most intense orgasm, his seed exploding out of him in powerful pulsating streams until he finally blackened out.

The lithe body went slack, all energy drained out of him, a mass of muscles and tendons only held together by the powerful presence of the man holding him.



Asami gently cradled the unconscious boy into his arms, holding him close while bringing them both into a more comfortable position so they could rest. His hand was smarting from the stinging blows he had dealt to the boy’s ass, but the result had been worth it.



Relaxing into the pillows he pulled his kitten on top of him, the sleeping-position his mate favored most lately. He brushed sweaty bangs out of the boys face, amazed at the satisfied look on him even while asleep.



“You never cease to amaze me, kitten.”



He pressed a soft kiss to his forehead and let himself drift off to sleep.



*****



He woke up slowly, his eyes blinking repeatedly, not knowing for an instant where he was. Until he saw him. Him! The bastard that had humiliated him beyond belief, who had spanked his ass into the throbbing mess he felt. How dare he? He was about to jump up screaming murder, when he felt the familiar stickiness on his stomach, dried proof on his skin that he had somehow enjoyed the sick and twisted spank-session Asami had forced on him.



Not moving he tried to remember what exactly had happened before the lights went out. He groaned at the realization that at one point he had screamed for Asami to slap his ass, begged him to fuck him, pleaded with him to let him come. And then for more blows to his ass again. Over and over again.



Asami saw from under half-closed eyelids how his boy went from outrage to embarrassment and then to outrage again. It was like watching a movie; the boy’s face the only screen he needed. Time was up.



“I guess next time we try the paddles. Or would you like me to use the whips?”



With a surprised yelp, Akihito scrambled off his mate, outrage clearly written all over his face.



“You!”



“Yes, me!” He pulled the boy down to a long leisurely kiss, ignoring the feeble struggles, just placing his hand strategically at the pet’s bottom.



“This tells me you want more.” Trademark smirk.



“This tells me you want a lot more.” The other hand found his semi-hard shaft.



“And this tells me you want to die.” A small fist was wobbling around in front of his face, indignant kitten attached.



“You are most adorable when you wake up, kitten.” Large hand enclosed small fist, swallowing it completely.



“You really were incredible, pet. You should have seen yourself coming so hard from a few spanks to your ass, it was truly amazing.” Another long kiss.



“You hit me. You. Fucking. Hit. Me!!!!” Another fist, this time trying to make a connection with a broad chest.



“I didn’t hit you. I let you have the punishment you wanted, Akihito. If I remember correctly, you even begged for it.” Another hand – another swallow.



With that both of the photographer’s hands were caught and restrained, which left him straddling the older man unable to get away.



“I… never… You…” The kitten sputtered, face red from embarrassment, vigorously denying everything Asami said.



“YOU never said you didn’t want it and I only accommodated your wishes. As any considerate husband would do.”



“Stop saying that. I’m not your husband.”



“Of course you aren’t kitten. Whatever gave you that idea? I’m your husband and you are my wife.”



"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!"