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Two weeks after the beginning of the operation, Kamui was waiting in the common room with Subaru, playing scissors-paper-rock with Subaru. The common room was where all the employees waited between jobs, and was also where they could be picked out for the jobs.
“I’m out.” Kamui flung his hands in the air. “I swear, you have to be cheating. No one can win that many times in a row!”
The Sumeragi just laughed. “No. it’s just luck, Kamui.” he said teasingly. “Now you owe me three chocolate bars.”
“Shut up. Let’s go again.”
Subaru and Kamui had just started the next game when three people walked in. One was the owner of the complex, a middle aged woman with a head of black hair who went by the name “Kanoe”.
The second was tall man, dressed from head to toe in black with black glasses covering his eyes. He had a cigarette in his mouth, his pose arrogant and proud, but also had a strong aura of danger about him.
The final one was wearing a simple green jacket, black shirt and green pants that matched his jacket. His eyes were covered by yellow glasses and his stance was relaxed. He stood with his hands in his pockets and his face split into a broad grin.
“Ok then, sirs, I will get some of my employees to tend to you, or would you all like to stay together?” the owner tilted her head.
“Sakurazuka and I would like to be separate.” the one with yellow glasses spoke, pulling said glasses off his face to survey the prostitutes congregating in the room
“Of course. Since you’re new here, would you like me to pick someone for the both of you?” Kanoe asked, the perfect host.
“No, if it’s alright, I’d like that one.” Sakurazuka said, pointing straight at Subaru. Subaru kept his eyes on Seishirou, making sure to hide his emotions.
“That’s Sakurazuka Seishirou.” he whispered to Kamui. “The other is Monou Fuuma. They are both from the Yakuza group we’re here to get.”
“Roger that.” Kamui whispered back, clicking a hidden button on his watch.
“I’d like…” Monou started to say, but was cut off when several police officers barged into the room, guns drawn. The employees and Kanoe all screamed and rushed away from the armed men, huddling together at the far end of the room.
“FREEZE!” the leader cried, gun pointed straight at Monou. Kamui and Subaru stood, pulling their guns out of their respective hiding places. “You’re under arrest!” the leader continued. “Now put your hands up.”
“We’d love to,” Sakurazuka said. “But shouldn’t you be the ones with your hands up?” from out of nowhere came more guns, held by several other yakuza.
“Drop the guns,” Monou ordered, gesturing to all the police in the room, Kamui and Subaru included. “And put your hands up.”
Kamui and Subaru glanced at each other before putting their guns down, placing their hands behind their heads. Fuuma smirked, walking to Kamui. He tooks Kamui’s chin in his hands, turning his head this way and that.
“Good boy.” he purred, bring his face within inches of Kamui’s. Kamui snarled, wrenching his head out of the yakuza leader’s grasp, who just laughed and stepped back. He nodded to Seishirou, who nodded in return and pulled a little ball from his jacket pocket. He smashed it on the ground, filling the room with a sweet smelling gas.
“Sleeping gas!” Kamui gasped, trying to cover his nose and mouth. He started to feel sleepy and curse himself for being slow. The world dissolved into blackness and he slumped to the floor.
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He heard a chuckle from the other side of the room, his head whipping around in search of the source. Monou stood in the corner of the room, his back against the wall as he waited. His face twisted into a smirk when he saw Kamui staring at him.
“Good morning, princess.” he greeted, waving arrogantly at his captive.
“Where am I!” Kamui demanded, tugging again on the shackles.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” Fuuma said, strolling to the bedside. “But enough about that. Do you want to know why you’re here?”
“…” Kamui glared, hoping he’d be able to scare the other enough free him.
“Hehehe. You’re so cute when your angry.” the glare darkened. “You, Kamui Shirou, are an officer of the law. You’ve been trying to track us down for several months, haven’t you?”
Kamui stayed silent.
“I know you have. So, Kamui, you are here for one simple reason.” Fuuma leaned down, licking a trail up Kamui’s neck, who wriggled and tried to get away. “To give me pleasure.”
“You… you kidnapped me… for sex?” Kamui stammered, shocked.
‘Yes. We also got your friend. Subaru Sumeragi. Also an officer and your partner.”
“Leave Subaru alone!” Kamui yelled, tugging violently on the handcuffs.
“He’s fine. He’ll be well looked after by Seishirou. It seems the Sakurazukamori found a new toy.”
Kamui blanced.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you. As long as you behave yourself.” Fuuma smirked.
“What makes you think I will do so?” Kamui asked, giving Fuuma his coldest look.
“Because I will train you to do so.”
Fuuma bent back down to Kamui’s neck, once again licking at the soft skin. Kamui gasped and tried to get away, whimpering when the other’s hand trailed across his stomach.
“I can give you so much pleasure.” Fuuma whispered into the younger’s ear, nibbling lightly on the lobe. “If you’d only submit, I promise you’ll enjoy this as much as I will.”
He moved back to Kamui’s neck, licking and nibbling and sucking hard. Kamui gasped, and bit his lip, trying to stifle any others sounds. Fuuma’s tongue moved down Kamui’s neck to his chest, sucking and licking at first one nipple, then the other, his hand moving sensually across his stomach and sides, causing Kamui to shiver and wriggle around, unsure of whether he was trying to get away or get closer.
Fuuma’s head started to move lower, licking a wet path down across the younger’s navel to his growing erection. He chuckled before trailing a finger up the hardening organ. Kamui cried out, turning his face into his arm to hide his pleasured expression.
“Do you want more, Kamui?” Fuuma asked, dragging his finger over the head of the erection. The police officer cried out, his legs unconsciously moving to wrap around the Yakuza. The elder chuckled. “It seems you do.” he brought his head down and licked the penis from bottom to top, dragging the flat of his tongue across the weeping slit.
Kamui cried out again, his legs tightening around the other and his head flinging back. “Fuuma…” he moaned. “Oh…”
“So you do know my name.” Fuuma said, lifting his face from the other’s nether regions. “Not that it matters. All that matters now is how far I can get you to obey me.” he lowered his head again, drawing the erection into his mouth.
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Fuuma lifted his mouth off Kamui’s limp penis, licking his lips and smirking. “You taste good.” he purred, moving his head level with Kamui’s. He placed his lips on the younger’s his tongue slipping into the other’s mouth. Kamui kissed back enthusiastically, tasting himself on Fuuma’s lips. He drew back, panting, his eyes glazed over with pleasure.
“What… what did you do to me?” Kamui asked, his head swimming.
“Not much. I just gave you a little drug so that you’d have a bit more fun. An aphrodisiac if you will.” Fuuma answered, placing butterfly kisses over Kamui’s jaw and neck. “But why talk when we can just keep going. Do you want to keep going?”
“…Yes…” Kamui answered, his thoughts leaving his head as Fuuma’s fingers entered his mouth.
“Suck.”
Kamui followed orders, dragging his tongue over the slender digits. He released them without complaint, gasping and shivering as Fuuma pressed one into him. He whimpered in pain, trying to draw away from the pain. Fuuma didn’t let him, holding the younger in place as he moved his finger in and out.
“It hurts now, but the pain will go away.” Fuuma said, inserting another finger. Kamui cried out at the new stretch, crying out again when Fuuma brushed across something that had him seeing stars.
“Oh… oh Fuuma! Hit there again, please!” Kamui begged, no longer trying to get away.
Fuuma chuckled, pressing against Kamui’s sweet spot again and again. The younger quickly relaxed, and lay there still seeing stars when Fuuma pulled away to strip off his clothes. His eyes widened and he screamed in pain when the elder pushed into him, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
The yakuza stayed still, waiting for his captive to calm down before moving. Kamui gasped and whimpered at each thrust, his amethyst eyes slowly loosing their pained expressing and returned to glazed lust. Soon he was moving in time with Fuuma, taking him in deeper and begging to be fucked harder. Kamui gasped and cried out when he reached orgasm, clenching down around Fuuma as he did so, drawing the other over the edge as well.
Afterwards they both lay on the bed, sated and, for Kamui, exhausted. Fuuma reached up and unlocked the handcuffs, rubbing the younger’s wrists with his thumbs until he fell asleep. Fuuma wrapped his arms around the younger and stroked his soft raven hair. No way was he ever letting this one go...
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