[Tekken] Never Better than the Real Thing - Chapter 3
Title: Never Better than the Real Thing
Chapter: 3
Author: Merci
Source: Tekken
Chapter Wordcount: 571
Disclaimer: I am making no profit from this fanfiction. I do not own Tekken, Kazuya, Lee, Jin, or Lars.
Chapter 3
“I brought what you asked!” Lars said triumphantly. He’d woken Jin in the middle of the night and the two men blinked at each other in the darkness of Jin’s bedroom before the latter took the upper hand.
“Did you, now?” his eyes flicked to the box and then back to Lars.
“Yes. Lee used this device in a secret meeting with Kazuya. I think it’s a hard drive that’s storing their secret plans! I couldn’t crack the digital lock without upsetting the contents, though,” Lars said.
“Hmm,” Jin hummed, his mood visibly lighter. “You’re my number one for a reason.”
Lars puffed up with pride. Compliments from Jin were rare. He thought it was time to press his luck. “Anything for you, sir. I… wish to serve you any way I can.”
The innuendo was not lost on Jin and he quirked his eyebrow at the suggestion. “I’m sure I can find other ways to… use you, Mr. Alexandersson.”
Lars heart skipped a beat and he felt his pulse quicken. He nodded and the two men turned their attention to the box
Jin inspected the box for a moment before withdrawing a device from his drawer and placed it on the box. After a few moments of the whirr of electricity, a click resounded in the room and Lars released the breath he’d been holding.
Jin opened the box and looked inside. His expression went through several changes that set Lars’ elation plummeting to anxiety. Jin look of triumphant expectation became confusion, became horror, became abject horror. He then looked up to Lars. There was a dangerous glint in his eyes and Lars did his best to remain passive.
“I-it’s not what I thought it was?” He dropped to his knee and bowed his head. “Please forgive my failure!”
Jin snorted and dropped the box on the table. “Have a look, Alexandersson.”
Lars raised his eyes and looked at the glossy box - the one he’d been sure would please Jin and make the leader of the Zaibatsu look favourably upon him.
When he looked inside, however, his heart sank.
Seated inside the box, on a bed of velvet and accented gemstones, sat a long, black object that was smooth and gleamed even under the low lighting. The ridges and veins had been lovingly re-created from the original, and the base of the testicles -- also lovingly mimicked -- were ringed in glistening diamonds set just beneath the glassy surface. Violet accents swirled over the shaft and left a flourish of colour along the black tip of the head. Lars swore he could almost see glitter along the underside.
“It’s a…” Lars began, but couldn’t finish. His mind was racing. All his surveillance and planning and… and… he’d heard Kazuya in the room with Lee! “It must be something else. A USB, or special communication device.”
“Like a cellphone?” Jin asked incredulously.
“Y-yeah!” Lars exclaimed, trying to convince his superior. He picked the dildo up and held it to his face, balls-to-ear and cock-to-mouth and began speaking. “Hello? Kazuya? Would you mind telling Jin and I what you and Lee are planning?”
Jin looked at Lars for a moment, a mix of horror and uncertainty on his face.
Lars inhaled a breath and steeled himself. That uncertainty on Jin’s face was hope! If he could determine the dildo's role in Lee and Kazuya’s plans... he could save his reputation and life.
Chapter: 3
Author: Merci
Source: Tekken
Chapter Wordcount: 571
Disclaimer: I am making no profit from this fanfiction. I do not own Tekken, Kazuya, Lee, Jin, or Lars.
Chapter 3
“I brought what you asked!” Lars said triumphantly. He’d woken Jin in the middle of the night and the two men blinked at each other in the darkness of Jin’s bedroom before the latter took the upper hand.
“Did you, now?” his eyes flicked to the box and then back to Lars.
“Yes. Lee used this device in a secret meeting with Kazuya. I think it’s a hard drive that’s storing their secret plans! I couldn’t crack the digital lock without upsetting the contents, though,” Lars said.
“Hmm,” Jin hummed, his mood visibly lighter. “You’re my number one for a reason.”
Lars puffed up with pride. Compliments from Jin were rare. He thought it was time to press his luck. “Anything for you, sir. I… wish to serve you any way I can.”
The innuendo was not lost on Jin and he quirked his eyebrow at the suggestion. “I’m sure I can find other ways to… use you, Mr. Alexandersson.”
Lars heart skipped a beat and he felt his pulse quicken. He nodded and the two men turned their attention to the box
Jin inspected the box for a moment before withdrawing a device from his drawer and placed it on the box. After a few moments of the whirr of electricity, a click resounded in the room and Lars released the breath he’d been holding.
Jin opened the box and looked inside. His expression went through several changes that set Lars’ elation plummeting to anxiety. Jin look of triumphant expectation became confusion, became horror, became abject horror. He then looked up to Lars. There was a dangerous glint in his eyes and Lars did his best to remain passive.
“I-it’s not what I thought it was?” He dropped to his knee and bowed his head. “Please forgive my failure!”
Jin snorted and dropped the box on the table. “Have a look, Alexandersson.”
Lars raised his eyes and looked at the glossy box - the one he’d been sure would please Jin and make the leader of the Zaibatsu look favourably upon him.
When he looked inside, however, his heart sank.
Seated inside the box, on a bed of velvet and accented gemstones, sat a long, black object that was smooth and gleamed even under the low lighting. The ridges and veins had been lovingly re-created from the original, and the base of the testicles -- also lovingly mimicked -- were ringed in glistening diamonds set just beneath the glassy surface. Violet accents swirled over the shaft and left a flourish of colour along the black tip of the head. Lars swore he could almost see glitter along the underside.
“It’s a…” Lars began, but couldn’t finish. His mind was racing. All his surveillance and planning and… and… he’d heard Kazuya in the room with Lee! “It must be something else. A USB, or special communication device.”
“Like a cellphone?” Jin asked incredulously.
“Y-yeah!” Lars exclaimed, trying to convince his superior. He picked the dildo up and held it to his face, balls-to-ear and cock-to-mouth and began speaking. “Hello? Kazuya? Would you mind telling Jin and I what you and Lee are planning?”
Jin looked at Lars for a moment, a mix of horror and uncertainty on his face.
Lars inhaled a breath and steeled himself. That uncertainty on Jin’s face was hope! If he could determine the dildo's role in Lee and Kazuya’s plans... he could save his reputation and life.