Taste for Leather: Playing it Safe
It's been a busy week, I worked so hard today I felt completely exhausted. My legs felt numb, and what happens-I slip and fall. It had been raining all day and the floor was slippery outside the store and TIMBER!!! down I went, I scraped my knee-now it's just throbbing.
I finally managed to finish the next installment to TfL; I was thinking of dividing it into 2 parts but thought better of it and just did it all in one go. I hope you guys like it!
DISCLAIMER: YAMANE-SENSEI OWNS ALL VF CHARACTERS, THIS FAN JUST LIKES TO PLAY WITH THEM ONCE IN AWHILE.
TfL Part A: http://goldfinch3.livejournal.com/20425.html
TfL Part B: http://goldfinch3.livejournal.com/20547.html
TfL Part C: http://goldfinch3.livejournal.com/21030.html
TfL: RP Part A: http://goldfinch3.livejournal.com/22573.html
TfL: RP Part B: http://goldfinch3.livejournal.com/23235.html
TfL: BS Part A: http://goldfinch3.livejournal.com/23713.html
TfL: BS Part B: http://goldfinch3.livejournal.com/23911.html
Taste for Leather: Playing it Safe
Rated: NC17
Written by: goldfinch3
“I don’t recall it being my birthday today.”
He stated looking at the items placed right on the middle of his desk. The bearer of said items standing in front of him, hazel eyes a mixture of challenge and apprehension. “…they’re not meant as a gift!” Asami couldn’t help the smirk that curled his lips when he reached out to grab the two small boxes and seeing his boy jerk and step back. The boxes; one white with blue letters, the other red with silver lettering-were garish and generic, but their contents were intriguing, and coming from his boy…very arousing.
"So then, is this your way of telling me you want me to fuck you Akihito? I won't say no to a nooner." Asami held the boxes of condoms and lube while he restrained himself from just jumping Akihito who was now trembling slightly, eyes wide, and cheeks flushed but still holding his ground. Just barely. "No! It's n.not that either you p.pervert!" Asami noticed Akihito's nervousness, his boy fidgety and obviously embarrassed and although he knew the precise reason for his boy's visit, he wanted to hear those luscious lips say it out loud.
“If they’re not a gift, or your idea of seduction, then what are they for? Desktop accessories?” Asami didn’t know whether to laugh or just fuck his boy to oblivion. Akihito was so easy to rile and Asami just loved to provoke that glare, his boy’s boundless passion burning in the depths of those eyes. “Ugh, j.just shut up!” His boy turned his face away, lips forming a sexy pout, the sight arousing Asami further. A few seconds passed, Asami wondering if Akihito would lose his courage and just leave.
But his boy didn’t disappoint, spunk was something Akihito never lacked. Even as he fidgeted and kept looking away he started to speak. “Uhm, I went to a clinic for a check up a few days ago and the doctor gave them to me. I want you to use them from now on.” Asami threw the condoms into his waste basket, the box landing with a thunk that brought Akihito’s attention back to him. “What did you do that for?!” Akihito shouted, voice irate, and eyes glaring daggers at him. “I don’t want or need them.” Asami answered, returning the look with one of his own.
“Besides, isn’t it a little too late for them? I can assure you that you have nothing to fear, and just so that you don’t have to take my word for it I have proof.” He pointed at two separate folders that were on his desk, signaling at Akihito to come close. Akihito stood beside him with a ‘ready to run’ posture, looking on curiously as Asami flipped them open revealing the documents within. Asami in turn took in his boy’s face, watching attentively as the emotions changed from confusion to piqued interest, to obvious shock.
Asami finally rose up from his chair and stood behind Akihito, trapping him against the desk. Looking over his boy’s shoulder, he pointed at the photos that accompanied the medical documents. “These photos are when I found out who you were; when I set up our first encounter. I didn’t get this far in life by being careless. You think I would’ve just fucked anyone bareback? By the time I’d made you mine, I knew you were clean. All of your medical records are there, along with the ones from just a few days ago.”
“B.but I don’t even have those results yet!” His boy sounded almost put out, but Asami only shrugged, directing Akihito’s gaze to the other set of records. “The director of the clinic is an acquaintance. These are mine. As you can clearly see, my last doctor’s visit was a month ago.” Asami wrapped an arm around the slender waist, using Akihito absorption to prevent his boy from escaping.
“And now that we got that matter cleared up, what do you say we further your sexual education. There’s nothing better than hands-on experience right? Besides, I have a little gift for you.” He mouthed in Akihito’s ear, even as his boy struggled weakly in his embrace. Asami deftly unbuttoned Akihito’s jeans, the slim body in his arms already trembling while he trailed kisses down the soft skin of his boy’s nape, tasting soap and sweat.
Asami twisted around pulling Akihito with him as they faced his black leather chair. His boy, so easily receptive to passion, just quivered as he slid jeans and briefs down over thin hips, baring everything to his gaze. With an ease of practice he lifted him onto the chair, hands on the backrest and knees bent and spread at the edge of the seat-now wasn’t that just a vision worthy of a picture or three.
He draped himself over Akihito’s body, distracting Akihito with gentle nibbling of lips on any bare skin he could reach while he opened the box which held the lube, uncapping the tube. The ‘gift’ in question kept him on edge as his cock filled, the cock ring he wore feeling like the sweetest of tortures and it would feel even better when he slid into Akihito. Just the thought of it had him had him groaning, sucking harder on his boy’s skin. Lust filled sounds already filling the silence.
He caressed his boy’s navel, tracing the ridges and valleys of the firm abs as he lubed Akihito’s passage. Silken heat trapped his fingers as he moved inside, opening his boy, taking care in slicking him up for what was to come. Asami was sure that his boy would go crazy with need at the feel of the cock ring moving inside him.
With barely repressed ardor he removed his hands from Akihito to open his slacks, pulling himself out of his briefs revealing the cock ring enveloping his shaft in a snug embrace; not just any ring, but a Gates of Hell leather cock ring-four rubber rings wrapping him from beneath the domed head of his cock to the base. His boy would feel every single one of those rings along with the strip of leather that connected all four rings together.
He gripped Akihito’s hip, using his other hand to push his cock into the slick recesses of his boy’s body. A low whimper issued forth from Akihito’s mouth, a hiss of pleasure escaping his own as he watched his cock disappear into welcoming tightness, his boy just greedy for it. Asami had to pause and catch his breath, the pleasure overwhelming his senses but those hips started moving, pushing back and Asami smirked-he knew his boy had a weakness for leather, just a hint of pain-which was one of the reasons they were so compatible sexually. Asami loved the idea of slight bondage-the chaste kiss of kink, just enough to catch his lover’s attention and focus; right now Akihito’s attention was all his, of that there was no doubt.
Asami kept a grip on his boy’s hip, feeling the rising heat of Akihito’s skin as he slid his other palm underneath the cotton shirt to curl his fingers on the boy’s shoulder, then he thrust, hard and deep. The shout that accompanied the movement was exhilarating so he pulled out using his hold on his boy’s shoulder to push that body back onto his throbbing member. Akihito’s reflection in the glass heightened his desire as he caught sight of hazel eyes glazed with passion, the smooth jaw slack giving him a glimpse of a pink tongue, lips lush and full-his boy’s face a study in need.
The scent of sex, Akihito, and his own all mixed together and teased his nose like the creak of the leather and the sounds of smacking flesh tantalized his ears. He figured it couldn’t get any better but his boy proved him wrong as Akihito used one hand to brace himself and the other to grip his erection. Asami would’ve loved to see it since it was rare that his boy touched himself in front of him, but just the knowledge of it had his climax rapidly approaching. This time though he wanted to leave his mark in a different way so he slid out of the firm grip of Akihito’s ass-his shaft and the cock ring glistening with the fluids of lube and come.
The slick wetness made the removal of the rings easy and he pumped himself with a firm grip. On the third stroke, his seed ejected in thick white ribbons that decorated his boy’s butt and lower back, the action bringing his boy to completion and wringing a cry of delight as Akihito slumped on the leather chair breathing hard. Knowing his boy’s penchant for falling asleep after an intense session of lovemaking, he took his kerchief and cleaned them both, rearranged their clothing and took Akihito in his arms.
Akihito’s eyes fluttered briefly before closing completely, his boy barely returning the soft kiss as the thin body went slack. Asami lay his sleeping beauty on the sofa and walked back to his desk, smiling when he saw the evidence of Akihito’s release on the chair, the imprint left behind by Akihito’s sweat and he knew that if he pressed his nose against the leather, he would smell Akihito’s scent embedded on it. Opening one of the drawers he withdrew another kerchief and swiped the chair clean, throwing the soiled kerchiefs in the trash bin.
He sat on the chair and just as he'd figured, the lingering scent of his boy surrounded him, pulling his gaze to the sleeping figure just a few feet away. The medical records sat undisturbed on his desk and he closed them, locked them in the safety of his bottom drawer. He studied the cock ring which he'd left at the corner of the desk; his boy had been so good he deserved another reward. Asami felt a grin threatening as an idea crossed his mind. He picked up the phone and dialed the number from memory, the friendly voice at the other end of the line took his request and he hung up after a few minutes. An appointment to the adult store had been set and he wondered if he'd have to carry restraints that day.
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Here's a peek at the Gates of Hell pic: http://www.leatheretc.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&Product_Code=3717&Category_Code=Cock_Rings&Product_Count=39