[Tekken] Never Better than the Real Thing - Chapter 4
Title: Never Better than the Real Thing
Chapter: 4
Author: Merci
Source: Tekken
Chapter Warnings: Yaoi (Explicit sexual relations between two men)
Chapter Wordcount: 2, 332
Disclaimer: I am making no profit from this fanfiction. I do not own Tekken, Kazuya, or Lee.
Notes: I don't know what it is, but I like the idea of Giselle's pastime. Would we be like that if Iron Fist was a real thing?
Chapter 4
"Shit!" There was another crash from inside Lee's office and more cursing. "Who was fucking with my stuff??" Lee's voice bellowed from behind the closed door, though his secretary knew better than to reply. She continued to work on her King of Iron Fist erotic RPS until Lee burst from his office and leaned heavily on her desk, breathing erratically.
"Giselle, something has been stolen from me. Something…" he paused, visibly shaken. "Well, let's just say that if I don't find it…"
"Does this have anything to do with Mr. Mishima?" she asked. "He's not due to return from his trip until this evening. Is this something I can… do… for…" she trailed off as Lee turned from her, raised his arms into the air and flailed them about as he ran screaming back to his office.
Giselle cocked her head to the side and decided to ignore the whole incident. Lee's eccentricities were becoming more exaggerated as the years went by and she knew that when Kazuya returned he would set Lee straight. "Well, as straight as two brothers fucking can be!" She giggled and returned to her RPS. "Now, Stevie, I'll bet you love Hwoarang's hot Korean cock up your bum, dontcha? Yeah, those tabloids gave us lots to go on!"
Hours later Lee had cobbled together a possible solution, but much of it hinged on luck and that left him uneasy. He paced the apartment and checked his watch again. Kazuya's plane had landed forty five minutes ago and Lee went over everything once more to make sure it was perfect.
While his G Corp information retrieval team soused out who had stolen the black box of secrets from his office, he'd hastily obtained another mould for his brother's cock and hidden it under the bed. If he played his cards right, he could get another copy made and Kazuya wouldn't be the wiser.
He laughed. If he was extremely lucky he'd even escape without grave personal injury!
Outwardly, Lee looked calm and in control, but inside his heart was racing. He collapsed onto the couch and took another drink to calm his nerves. Licking his lips he checked his watch again and nearly dropped his glass as the door opened and Kazuya's familiar footfalls sounded at the entrance. Lee turned to the entrance and put on his best seductive smile just as Kazuya rounded the corner.
God, he was hot. Just the sight of him made Lee hard. He'd made the copy of Kazuya's manhood for the times they were apart, but nothing beat the real thing. Nothing.
Kazuya dropped his bags and straightened his shoulders, his dark suit hugging his form in all the right places.
"Have a nice trip?" Lee asked conversationally as he shifted on the couch and tried to look seductive.
"Hmm, I thought it would be more challenging to coax a signature out of him," Kazuya shrugged and removed his jacket. He was completely oblivious to the effect he was having on Lee.
"I'll bet you had them sweating the moment you walked into that room." Lee felt his heart in his throat and took a sip of wine to wash it down.
Kazuya stopped suddenly and sniffed. "It seems I have you sweating even before I walked into this room," he turned and looked Lee up and down, his eyes darkening as the seconds ticked past. "I thought that copy you made would keep you satisfied, but I can smell you from here." His nostrils flared and his countenance darkened, becoming animalistic. He moved like a panther as he pinned Lee to the couch, invading his personal space and using his weight to attempt to dominate.
Dominate? Heh. It wasn't that easy, but Lee loved to feel him try. "Oh, believe me, that is fun, but you know I prefer the genuine article," he winked and snaked his fingers down Kazuya's torso to firmly stroke his cock through his pants. "Looks like you missed me, too."
"I can smell the desperation on you. I guess that sham you copied from me can't hold you down and fuck you beyond your limit, can it? How can I resist when your aura is trembling with anticipation and…" his lip curled up, "…fear?" He pulled back and regarded Lee with suspicion. "I've only sensed your fear a handful of times, brother. What happened?"
Lee lunged forward, trying not to look desperate and to regain control of the situation. Things had been going so well, too. He thought the alcohol had numbed that anxiety that coiled in his stomach. "W-well, I did have something interesting planned for tonight, but I'm not sure if you'll agree to it. I suppose it has me feeling a little anxious."
Kazuya looked at him impassively. Lee tried teasing his cock again, but it was obvious he'd have to lay it on thick to avoid being murdered. "I was shopping and bought something to… make things interesting, though it's a bit messy!"
Kazuya's eyebrows shot up and he cocked his head to the side. "You know I'm particular about-"
"Yes, I know! And that's why I'm scared. Well, more nervous than anything. Since it involves tying you down."
"Hmm," Kazuya frowned and crossed his arms over his chest. "You're right, I don't like it."
"But Kazu~ya!" Lee heard himself whining. It was pathetic, but he needed Kazuya tied down and blindfolded so he could get the mould of his cock. He would say it was part of some full-body latex he wanted to try out. He'd even bought pails of latex to layer over Kazuya's magnificent body. It would ruin his sheets, but if he could draw it out long enough for the mould to take and he could ship it off to the craftsman to turn it into the glass prize he'd so foolishly lost.
Lee paused and took a cleansing breath. "Please? I promise, you won't regret it."
Kazuya looked hesitant, but Lee could feel his brother's cock twitch and knew he held victory in his grasp. Just a subtle change of expression, a shift of his pelvis to let Kazuya know he'd enjoy it and -
Lee's phone vibrated against the marble floor, jerking his attention away from Kazuya as if with a chain.
Kazuya growled in aggravation and took Lee's chin, turning his attention back. "You have my attention, Chaolan…" he purred, kissing Lee deeply and grinding against him.
"That…" Lee couldn't believe what he was saying, but… "That might be important…"
Kazuya was having none of it. He crushed their mouths together and tore at the buttons on Lee's clothing. They snapped and fell away, revealing the pale skin underneath. Kazuya growled and nipped along Lee's collarbone, using his tongue to trace in the crevices and make Lee writhe beneath him. His trousers soon followed and his body was laid bare; all the imperfections and scars difficult to see in the shadows, though Kazuya knew they were there - proof of survival - and licked along each trembling mark.
Lee gasped beneath him, running his fingers through Kazuya's hair. He huffed angrily. "You're wearing too much…" his fingers shot to the fastenings on Kazuya's shirt.
"Hmmm," Kazuya growled, unwilling to leave a particular mark on Lee's ribs, but allowed him to remove his shirt.
The phone vibrated again from the floor, aggressively, irritatingly beating out a rhythm on the marble, demanding attention. Kazuya growled and Lee tried to pretend it wasn't ringing. How could he stop? He moaned as he felt Kazuya's hands kneading and parting his ass. This was his favourite part and he spread his legs in anticipation.
Lee's flesh prickled in the air and he shivered, pressing up into Kazuya's warm body as he felt the tip of Kazuya's finger wriggle inside of him. He breathed outward, gathering his focus, but it was difficult. He tried to look at his brother, but his attention was siphoned off to his ass and the wonderful, wriggly sensations going on down there. "Yeah, just… there…" he moaned.
"You've been using that copy you made to keep yourself occupied?" Kazuya huffed in Lee's ear.
"Ungh, yes!" He could practically feel Kazuya's grin as he felt him push the finger in deeper, thrusting it in and out before adding another. "Goddamnit, fuck me already!" Lee wriggled back and turned to reach for a bottle of oil he'd set aside. He thrust the container at Kazuya, demandingly, giving his older brother no choice in the matter.
Kazuya sat back and grinned, his one eye glowing malevolently into Lee's being. He extended his hand, silently accepting the bottle and poured some liquid into his hand, massaging his dick with a slowness that made Lee whine. "For fuck sakes, fuck me or--"
"No," Kazuya murmured and spilled oil across Lee's chest. The oil did little to smooth Kazuya's rough fingers and palms as they glided across Lee's nipples, piquing the nubs of flesh to a delightful hardness.
Lee moaned and grabbed at the armrest above him. "Making me wait was torture!"
"That's why I'll make you wait a bit longer," Kazuya growled and angrily flicked a nipple, making Lee cry out.
Kazuya held Lee's gaze as he dragged his delightfully rough hands down his torso, spreading oil the whole way, but avoiding the erection that burned at the centre of Lee's being. Kazuya held the bottle high, spraying Lee with oil and smearing it over his skin, tugging on his balls and slipping underneath.
A flick of his wrist and Lee opened his legs for him, displaying his asshole that clenched in anticipation. Kazuya pushed his finger in again and watched the varying reactions with each new addition to his thrusting hand. With one finger, Lee was moaning lightly in that delightful tenor; two fingers, and Lee was chanting how excellent it all was; three fingers, Lee was becoming incoherent; four fingers, the phone was vibrating again and Kazuya nearly made a fist in Lee's bum.
"What the fuck do they want?!" Kazuya growled, trying to maintain his composure.
"Fuck the phone!" Lee growled, but realized it might have been important. "Wait, better let me check!"
"I'll have them killed after we're done here." Kazuya growled and took Lee's face in his hands as he pressed his cock against his ass. He didn't give Lee a chance to say anything before he pushed the head of his cock forward and slid inside Lee's warm entrance.
He slid inside, allowing himself to glide in until the satisfying feeling of his balls resting against Lee's body and he grunted in satisfaction.
"Fuck…" Lee moaned and wriggled against the intrusion.
"What was that?" Kazuya asked.
"Fuck me!" Lee shot Kazuya a threatening glare and ground back against him.
Kazuya and Lee thrust back and forth against one another. Moving wild and erratically as they both climbed towards their ultimate release.
Lee's breath came in short, panting gasps, calling for Kazuya's name, while Kazuya's grunting was rising in pitch and speed and the laugher churned in his stomach until he had to let it out.
"Yes! Hahaha!" Kazuya bellowed and grit his teeth.
"Stop trying to fuck me and fuck me!" Lee taunted, wishing Kazuya would grip his hips and fuck him harder and rawer.
The phone began to vibrate again but cut off suddenly.
"Shiiiiiit!" Lee choked and ground back against Kazuya as his seed shot across his abdomen. He writhed wildly and gripped Kazuya's strong shoulders, bearing down on the thickness inside him while tugging on his own slick cock.
Kazuya growled and pulled Lee towards him, pressing their bodies together and bit down on his collar bone. His teeth dug in, drawing blood to the surface and he sucked and fucked and came deep inside of Lee. "Chaolan!" he snarled and rode out the wave of release until he noticed the G Corp special forces officer standing just beside the couch and waiting for his attention.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?" Kazuya tore his mouth away from Lee and glared daggers at her.
She looked at Lee. "Sir, we've located the device and the thief," she stood her ground, unmoving, even as she watched her one boss pull his glistening cock from his brother - also her boss-'s ass.
"Can't this wait?" Kazuya tried again to intimidate her, but she was immovable.
"Mr. Lee indicated that this was top priority and we were to let him know as soon as possible, no matter the situation." She took a moment then to look over her bosses naked bodies before returning to her perfectly trained forward-facing expression.
"What could be so important?" Kazuya started, before he saw the fear again in Lee's eyes. "You… didn't!" He didn't even wait for Lee to get up before he grabbed him by the throat and pulled him close. "The box in the safe that you said nobody would ever get EVER?"
Lee frowned and nodded. "They got past my security, erased the surveillance footage… and for what they stole… I mean, they left the real high-security stuff! The access codes to our underground facility in-"
"Who?" Kazuya asked coldly, looking to the officer.
She inclined her head to Kazuya for the first time and did her best to hide her smile. "Lars Alexandersson, who is working for Jin Kazama, seems to have been surveilling our facility for the past few weeks. He exploited gaps in our security and waited for a perfect opportunity. He took the box from the safe just last night and brought it to Jin's organization-"
Kazuya was on his feet and marching out the door even before Lee could roll off the couch. His dark aura said it all and Lee quickly wiped the oil from his body and dressed before chasing after him.
They left the G Corp officer behind until she finally released her breath and smiled widely. "I wonder what Jin would need with a copy of his dad's cock…"
Chapter: 4
Author: Merci
Source: Tekken
Chapter Warnings: Yaoi (Explicit sexual relations between two men)
Chapter Wordcount: 2, 332
Disclaimer: I am making no profit from this fanfiction. I do not own Tekken, Kazuya, or Lee.
Notes: I don't know what it is, but I like the idea of Giselle's pastime. Would we be like that if Iron Fist was a real thing?
Chapter 4
"Shit!" There was another crash from inside Lee's office and more cursing. "Who was fucking with my stuff??" Lee's voice bellowed from behind the closed door, though his secretary knew better than to reply. She continued to work on her King of Iron Fist erotic RPS until Lee burst from his office and leaned heavily on her desk, breathing erratically.
"Giselle, something has been stolen from me. Something…" he paused, visibly shaken. "Well, let's just say that if I don't find it…"
"Does this have anything to do with Mr. Mishima?" she asked. "He's not due to return from his trip until this evening. Is this something I can… do… for…" she trailed off as Lee turned from her, raised his arms into the air and flailed them about as he ran screaming back to his office.
Giselle cocked her head to the side and decided to ignore the whole incident. Lee's eccentricities were becoming more exaggerated as the years went by and she knew that when Kazuya returned he would set Lee straight. "Well, as straight as two brothers fucking can be!" She giggled and returned to her RPS. "Now, Stevie, I'll bet you love Hwoarang's hot Korean cock up your bum, dontcha? Yeah, those tabloids gave us lots to go on!"
Hours later Lee had cobbled together a possible solution, but much of it hinged on luck and that left him uneasy. He paced the apartment and checked his watch again. Kazuya's plane had landed forty five minutes ago and Lee went over everything once more to make sure it was perfect.
While his G Corp information retrieval team soused out who had stolen the black box of secrets from his office, he'd hastily obtained another mould for his brother's cock and hidden it under the bed. If he played his cards right, he could get another copy made and Kazuya wouldn't be the wiser.
He laughed. If he was extremely lucky he'd even escape without grave personal injury!
Outwardly, Lee looked calm and in control, but inside his heart was racing. He collapsed onto the couch and took another drink to calm his nerves. Licking his lips he checked his watch again and nearly dropped his glass as the door opened and Kazuya's familiar footfalls sounded at the entrance. Lee turned to the entrance and put on his best seductive smile just as Kazuya rounded the corner.
God, he was hot. Just the sight of him made Lee hard. He'd made the copy of Kazuya's manhood for the times they were apart, but nothing beat the real thing. Nothing.
Kazuya dropped his bags and straightened his shoulders, his dark suit hugging his form in all the right places.
"Have a nice trip?" Lee asked conversationally as he shifted on the couch and tried to look seductive.
"Hmm, I thought it would be more challenging to coax a signature out of him," Kazuya shrugged and removed his jacket. He was completely oblivious to the effect he was having on Lee.
"I'll bet you had them sweating the moment you walked into that room." Lee felt his heart in his throat and took a sip of wine to wash it down.
Kazuya stopped suddenly and sniffed. "It seems I have you sweating even before I walked into this room," he turned and looked Lee up and down, his eyes darkening as the seconds ticked past. "I thought that copy you made would keep you satisfied, but I can smell you from here." His nostrils flared and his countenance darkened, becoming animalistic. He moved like a panther as he pinned Lee to the couch, invading his personal space and using his weight to attempt to dominate.
Dominate? Heh. It wasn't that easy, but Lee loved to feel him try. "Oh, believe me, that is fun, but you know I prefer the genuine article," he winked and snaked his fingers down Kazuya's torso to firmly stroke his cock through his pants. "Looks like you missed me, too."
"I can smell the desperation on you. I guess that sham you copied from me can't hold you down and fuck you beyond your limit, can it? How can I resist when your aura is trembling with anticipation and…" his lip curled up, "…fear?" He pulled back and regarded Lee with suspicion. "I've only sensed your fear a handful of times, brother. What happened?"
Lee lunged forward, trying not to look desperate and to regain control of the situation. Things had been going so well, too. He thought the alcohol had numbed that anxiety that coiled in his stomach. "W-well, I did have something interesting planned for tonight, but I'm not sure if you'll agree to it. I suppose it has me feeling a little anxious."
Kazuya looked at him impassively. Lee tried teasing his cock again, but it was obvious he'd have to lay it on thick to avoid being murdered. "I was shopping and bought something to… make things interesting, though it's a bit messy!"
Kazuya's eyebrows shot up and he cocked his head to the side. "You know I'm particular about-"
"Yes, I know! And that's why I'm scared. Well, more nervous than anything. Since it involves tying you down."
"Hmm," Kazuya frowned and crossed his arms over his chest. "You're right, I don't like it."
"But Kazu~ya!" Lee heard himself whining. It was pathetic, but he needed Kazuya tied down and blindfolded so he could get the mould of his cock. He would say it was part of some full-body latex he wanted to try out. He'd even bought pails of latex to layer over Kazuya's magnificent body. It would ruin his sheets, but if he could draw it out long enough for the mould to take and he could ship it off to the craftsman to turn it into the glass prize he'd so foolishly lost.
Lee paused and took a cleansing breath. "Please? I promise, you won't regret it."
Kazuya looked hesitant, but Lee could feel his brother's cock twitch and knew he held victory in his grasp. Just a subtle change of expression, a shift of his pelvis to let Kazuya know he'd enjoy it and -
Lee's phone vibrated against the marble floor, jerking his attention away from Kazuya as if with a chain.
Kazuya growled in aggravation and took Lee's chin, turning his attention back. "You have my attention, Chaolan…" he purred, kissing Lee deeply and grinding against him.
"That…" Lee couldn't believe what he was saying, but… "That might be important…"
Kazuya was having none of it. He crushed their mouths together and tore at the buttons on Lee's clothing. They snapped and fell away, revealing the pale skin underneath. Kazuya growled and nipped along Lee's collarbone, using his tongue to trace in the crevices and make Lee writhe beneath him. His trousers soon followed and his body was laid bare; all the imperfections and scars difficult to see in the shadows, though Kazuya knew they were there - proof of survival - and licked along each trembling mark.
Lee gasped beneath him, running his fingers through Kazuya's hair. He huffed angrily. "You're wearing too much…" his fingers shot to the fastenings on Kazuya's shirt.
"Hmmm," Kazuya growled, unwilling to leave a particular mark on Lee's ribs, but allowed him to remove his shirt.
The phone vibrated again from the floor, aggressively, irritatingly beating out a rhythm on the marble, demanding attention. Kazuya growled and Lee tried to pretend it wasn't ringing. How could he stop? He moaned as he felt Kazuya's hands kneading and parting his ass. This was his favourite part and he spread his legs in anticipation.
Lee's flesh prickled in the air and he shivered, pressing up into Kazuya's warm body as he felt the tip of Kazuya's finger wriggle inside of him. He breathed outward, gathering his focus, but it was difficult. He tried to look at his brother, but his attention was siphoned off to his ass and the wonderful, wriggly sensations going on down there. "Yeah, just… there…" he moaned.
"You've been using that copy you made to keep yourself occupied?" Kazuya huffed in Lee's ear.
"Ungh, yes!" He could practically feel Kazuya's grin as he felt him push the finger in deeper, thrusting it in and out before adding another. "Goddamnit, fuck me already!" Lee wriggled back and turned to reach for a bottle of oil he'd set aside. He thrust the container at Kazuya, demandingly, giving his older brother no choice in the matter.
Kazuya sat back and grinned, his one eye glowing malevolently into Lee's being. He extended his hand, silently accepting the bottle and poured some liquid into his hand, massaging his dick with a slowness that made Lee whine. "For fuck sakes, fuck me or--"
"No," Kazuya murmured and spilled oil across Lee's chest. The oil did little to smooth Kazuya's rough fingers and palms as they glided across Lee's nipples, piquing the nubs of flesh to a delightful hardness.
Lee moaned and grabbed at the armrest above him. "Making me wait was torture!"
"That's why I'll make you wait a bit longer," Kazuya growled and angrily flicked a nipple, making Lee cry out.
Kazuya held Lee's gaze as he dragged his delightfully rough hands down his torso, spreading oil the whole way, but avoiding the erection that burned at the centre of Lee's being. Kazuya held the bottle high, spraying Lee with oil and smearing it over his skin, tugging on his balls and slipping underneath.
A flick of his wrist and Lee opened his legs for him, displaying his asshole that clenched in anticipation. Kazuya pushed his finger in again and watched the varying reactions with each new addition to his thrusting hand. With one finger, Lee was moaning lightly in that delightful tenor; two fingers, and Lee was chanting how excellent it all was; three fingers, Lee was becoming incoherent; four fingers, the phone was vibrating again and Kazuya nearly made a fist in Lee's bum.
"What the fuck do they want?!" Kazuya growled, trying to maintain his composure.
"Fuck the phone!" Lee growled, but realized it might have been important. "Wait, better let me check!"
"I'll have them killed after we're done here." Kazuya growled and took Lee's face in his hands as he pressed his cock against his ass. He didn't give Lee a chance to say anything before he pushed the head of his cock forward and slid inside Lee's warm entrance.
He slid inside, allowing himself to glide in until the satisfying feeling of his balls resting against Lee's body and he grunted in satisfaction.
"Fuck…" Lee moaned and wriggled against the intrusion.
"What was that?" Kazuya asked.
"Fuck me!" Lee shot Kazuya a threatening glare and ground back against him.
Kazuya and Lee thrust back and forth against one another. Moving wild and erratically as they both climbed towards their ultimate release.
Lee's breath came in short, panting gasps, calling for Kazuya's name, while Kazuya's grunting was rising in pitch and speed and the laugher churned in his stomach until he had to let it out.
"Yes! Hahaha!" Kazuya bellowed and grit his teeth.
"Stop trying to fuck me and fuck me!" Lee taunted, wishing Kazuya would grip his hips and fuck him harder and rawer.
The phone began to vibrate again but cut off suddenly.
"Shiiiiiit!" Lee choked and ground back against Kazuya as his seed shot across his abdomen. He writhed wildly and gripped Kazuya's strong shoulders, bearing down on the thickness inside him while tugging on his own slick cock.
Kazuya growled and pulled Lee towards him, pressing their bodies together and bit down on his collar bone. His teeth dug in, drawing blood to the surface and he sucked and fucked and came deep inside of Lee. "Chaolan!" he snarled and rode out the wave of release until he noticed the G Corp special forces officer standing just beside the couch and waiting for his attention.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?" Kazuya tore his mouth away from Lee and glared daggers at her.
She looked at Lee. "Sir, we've located the device and the thief," she stood her ground, unmoving, even as she watched her one boss pull his glistening cock from his brother - also her boss-'s ass.
"Can't this wait?" Kazuya tried again to intimidate her, but she was immovable.
"Mr. Lee indicated that this was top priority and we were to let him know as soon as possible, no matter the situation." She took a moment then to look over her bosses naked bodies before returning to her perfectly trained forward-facing expression.
"What could be so important?" Kazuya started, before he saw the fear again in Lee's eyes. "You… didn't!" He didn't even wait for Lee to get up before he grabbed him by the throat and pulled him close. "The box in the safe that you said nobody would ever get EVER?"
Lee frowned and nodded. "They got past my security, erased the surveillance footage… and for what they stole… I mean, they left the real high-security stuff! The access codes to our underground facility in-"
"Who?" Kazuya asked coldly, looking to the officer.
She inclined her head to Kazuya for the first time and did her best to hide her smile. "Lars Alexandersson, who is working for Jin Kazama, seems to have been surveilling our facility for the past few weeks. He exploited gaps in our security and waited for a perfect opportunity. He took the box from the safe just last night and brought it to Jin's organization-"
Kazuya was on his feet and marching out the door even before Lee could roll off the couch. His dark aura said it all and Lee quickly wiped the oil from his body and dressed before chasing after him.
They left the G Corp officer behind until she finally released her breath and smiled widely. "I wonder what Jin would need with a copy of his dad's cock…"