Hunting

A/N: I'm sorry that it is not the update that those of you who read my fic are looking for. I can't seem to concentrate on that for some reason. I offer this one in exchange? Reviews are appreciated.

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Konzen was uncomfortable. After repeated messengers complaining that they couldn't find Tenpou, he had come to Tenpou's office in person with the documents Tenpou was supposed to sign weeks ago. That was actually pretty routine, and the newer messengers hadn't gotten the hang of Tenpou-spotting anyway. But today.. something disturbed him. It wasn't so much as that the door to Tenpou's excuse for an office had opened at his touch. Neither was it that he had to search through the whole office before noticing that the door to the bedroom was open. It was rare that Tenpou remembered to sleep on his bed, but it wasn't that rare that it should be remarked on. That general Tenpou kept around also seemed to be missing from the premises.. and as far as he could hear, he wasn't in the bedroom either. That was getting to be a common occurance though. He took a deep breath, and pushed open the bedroom door.

"Tenpou? Where the fuck have you been?" He asked in his usual irritated tone, a slight sigh of relief escaping from him. Konzen looked down at the papers, making sure that they were the correct ones before looking up and feeling his breath catch in his throat.

Tenpou barely looked up from his book. "Ah, Konzen, finally." He said simply, removing the cigarette from his lips to tap it out in the frog ashtray on the bedside table. He was using his left hand, his right stretched out in what looked to be an uncomfortable position behind him. Konzen noticed that the tray was full, disturbingly full actually. "I was on my last stick too." He continued plesantly enough, but knowing Tenpou, there was sure an undercurrent of.. something under there. Tenpou coughed politely, still not taking his eyes from the book.

"You were waiting for me?" Konzen asked stupidly, his face for some reason or another blushing as he took the sight of the marshal in, it wasn't an often enough he got to see such a large.. amount of bare skin on display. Well, bare skin belonging to Tenpou that wasn't in his fantasies. Is this was he does with that.. that.. general? His mind whispered treacherously.

Tenpou sighed heavily, as though he was explaining something to a particularly stupid child for the umpteenth time. "You had a higher probability of passing by. The next person on the list was Goujun, and he does not like being unnessary 'disturbed' in his duties. He prefers his surprises to be shceduled a few days in advance." Tenpou still did not look up from the book, his free hand scratching at the collar, his plesant tone growing a bit strained. "Now, could you help me with the... obvious?" He asked, gesturing tdown his body.

"With.. wha?" Konzensen stammered, his mind automatically going to places he only allowed himself to go to in the middle of the night, with the lights off and the door securely locked. "He.. help.. you?.. h... how?" He could help him very well.. his brain realised, with maybe licking that chocolate stain off from his chest.. and.. help with nibbling up Tenpou's slightly scarrred back, trail his fingers down slim hips and strong lean muscled thighs.. could help him determine exactly what was his cum tasted of..

"Konzen." Tenpou's voice startled him from his thoughts. "Please." Tenpou was staring at the bulge in his pants, a slight smirk on nis face. "Kenren had a sudden meeting.. and I believe he didn't throughly.. finish what he was supposed to be doing.."

Please? More fantasies overtook him, Tenpou crying out his name as Konzen thrust deeply into him, placiung kisses up and down his body... Tenpou on his kness, the end of the chain held in Konzen's hand as he pushed his swollen errection to wards Tenpou's eargerly waiting mouth.

Konzen suddenly heard Tenpou cry out softly as he kissed him, one of his hands running down Tenpou's side, throwing the book away. He didn't know how he had gotten on the bed, didn't know when he had climbed onto it, and he sure didn't know when he had started kissing the marshal. Tenpou's free hand played with Konzen's hair, unbuckling the clasp that held Konzen's hair in a ponytail. Tenpou didn't resist, merely layed back with a sigh of contentment as he let Konzen explore his body. Tenpou's right hand was stil chained securely to the bedpost, but the chain that dangled from the collar was just looped lazily around the other post, too far away for Tenpou to get free without help. Konzn spied the key sitting on the dressing table, just tantilizingly out of reach. "You say that..general of yours... left for an early meeting?" He asked, not quite sure how he had managed to pull down his pants and his top without actively realising it. He was playing with Tenpou's nipples, kissing them softly as his hands wandered their way down a flat stomach futher.

Tenpou moaned, writihing under him. "He.. went hunting actually.." He whispered back, trying to get Konzen's fingers to do something other than just lie there against his cock. "He asked me to help him too.."

Konzen smirked, moving his hand away to cup Tenpou's face. "And what was he hunting?"

"Blondes actually." Came Kenren's lazy drawl as the door clicked cloe. "Tenchan here offered to be.. shall we say it.. bait.."

Tenpou's free hand caught Konzen's face as well, drawing him in to whisper. "And guess what, we got one."

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~ten