fic: Akihito's ex-boyfriend
Title: Akihito's Ex-Boyfriend
Pairing: Asami x Akihito
Rating: R
Disclaimer: None of the good characters belong to me... only the sucky Akihito wanna be.
Akihito has a boyfriend.
Akihito has an ex-boyfriend.
Asami has had enough.
Akihito giggles childishly and blushes for the thousandth time to many into his cell phone. Asami wishes he had a landline phone so he could rip the cord from the wall, effectively ending the call and bringing complete attention to an unhappy Yakuza.
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He should have known.
"Aa- ssam- ii", Akihito drew out his name longer than necessary, immediately drawing Asami's attention.
"Make it quick brat, I have a meeting in 5 minutes." As he spoke he looked up to find a very scantily dressed Takaba holding a small bag from an adult toy store. Even though its summer there is no reason for the boy to be standing in the middle of his office with no shirt on, covered in a sheen of glitter, looking radiant due to his newly acquired tan. His lips where tinted pink and plumped. His eyes where accented with a thin line of mascara causing then to be prominently innocent and his face very dramatic.
He sported fresh nipple rings that resembled tiny handcuffs. His pants where leather, tight and powder blue, slung low on hips accentuating the lusty pound able orbs. No shoes or sandals only a single gold toe ring on his middle toe which held a large red and black speckled stone on well manicured feet. Asami thought "This must be how one developed a foot fetish". He smelled like fruit, not sweet but edible. Like melons and spice.
In essence Takaba looked like "Hot sex! Get ready!".
"Ah.. Asami. I was wondering..." Akihito played coy. However the natural blush that took over his body had
Asami agreeing to whatever Akihito was asking for before the boy could finish talking.
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day 1
It was like looking at a Takaba with black hair, black eyes, an inch taller, and five pounds heavier... and effeminate.
The crazy part was that separately they are manly men.
Together they become...Lesbians.. 15 year old lesbians to put it correctly. All giggles, blushes, whispering secrets in each others ear, hand holding, in-side joke sharing, bitchy 15 year old lesbian-boys.
Asami didn't know if he could handle this. I mean with all the killing, hostile takeovers, million dollar deals.. this was just to much.
Two Akihito's.
Fate is playing a cruel joke.
Case in point, the Amusement park. Asami took it upon himself to get used to coming to the park, after, of course, he found that Akihito seems more compliant after he won him some silly stuffed animals and filled him full of fattening fried or sugar coated and fried substances. Tried and proven to be true for the past year at 4 times a month every month and the idiot still couldn't figure out why he would initiate the trips. Asami even began making up ways to, and enjoying, the execution of molesting Takaba in public.
However since the FRIEND came to visit there has been No Sex. The part that burned him up most was that Akihito conveniently left out the fact that Sakura and Akihito had briefly dated during their "exploration" stages as freshmen in college. And there was... Sex. When this information comes giggling out of Sakura in the kitchen while preparing dinner. Asami glares at Akihito and says "Really, he never told me that."
Akihito turns crimson, "That’s because when I tried to tell you... You. Where to busy.. um.. "eating", Asami-sama", Akihito's turned to face Asami and smile instead it went pale a bit, then he walked over to the man and gave him a hug and a deep kiss. He could even feel Asami's pulse through the mans tongue causing him to temporarily forget about his friend. " Thank you for letting Sa-chan impose on you Asami." He pecked at Asami's lips one last time before spinning away.
"In fact that’s all Aki-chan and I ever did while we where together , "eating", he has quite the appetite", Sakura gave a wink letting Akihito know he knew what they were talking about.
"... hahaha...you should have seen him Asami, he was such a slut in those days. We did it everywhere. All day and all night.. Ah, those were the good old days. I kind of miss it...er, us hanging out that is. You old slut. ha ha ha" Sukura gave a glance at the visibly annoyed man, only he didn't see Asami's hands unconsciously reaching for his gun. The room was silent. No one was laughing but a loud gulp from Akihito was very audible.
Bam!
The silverware drawer closed louder than expected.
The howl didn't seem to express the amount of pain he was in, then all eyes were on Akihito who'd just slammed his finger in the drawer. Asami was to him in a heartbeat inspecting the delicate fingers, somehow his suckling on them did make the pain dull until they were incased in ice.
It wasn't until later that night when Asami undressed did he notice the holster was missing his favorite gun. He gave it a bit of thought, before heading to the kitchen. 'There it is,' Asami thought,' my gun in the silverware drawer, where it couldn't shoot the brat that bragged about my lover to a stranger- even though I'm the stranger.. No wonder Akihito broke up with him. The boy was a loud mouthed idiot. But... He must have been a good friend. For Akihito to lift my gun out of my holster without my even noticing...the stones on that kid...*mental sigh* I get it Akihito. I'll excuse him for now...but.. I'll just have to teach you not to do it again *mental smirk*... and hide my files a little better.'
As he padded his way back to bed he stopped by the guest room to peek in on the pair.
His eyes landed on the face of a not so innocent angel, mouth agape and drooling a bit...mmm what he wouldn't do to ... eh!? His brow twitched with sudden jealousy as his eyes turned to slits of lust finding his Akihito in a tight tank shirt and small smiley face bikini briefs that had the fortune of getting one side of itself lodged in the sweet crack of Akihito’s ass. One glorious orb hanging out.
Akihito rolled onto his stomach, turning his face away from the door, his ass sticking up in the air just a little. Asami grabbed his throbbing cock giving it a tight squeeze, barely chocking back a grunt.
Then an arm shot out to drape along Akihito's legs. Sakura.
As he gazed down the muscular lengths of boy flesh to Akihito's feet to find Sakura, asleep sucking on Akihito's big toe.
Asami immediately went limp. He is eyes went smaller. 'Okay brat, the boy may be a moron.. but I'm not."
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day 2
The next morning Akihito and Sakura were up before Asami. Sakura was hogging the shower. Akihito decided to peek in on Asami, who was sleeping on his back. No shirt, hair messed and a tent where the sheets should be flat. Akihito closed his eyes grabbed his hard cock and let out an aubible moan, while leaning into the door jamb. He could feel the mans heat radiating through him.
"Damn it Asami. If Sakura wasn't here..." He groans softly. Akihito closed his eyes as his member began to become stiff. He grabbed himself remembering the larger warm hand stoking him to completion, allowing a lite moan to slip from his lips. He could feel the mans heat radiating through him.
".. Is that all that’s stopping you? You know I can have him taken care of." Asami smirked down on him making the other quite uncomfortable with the invasion of privacy ( I miss you at night).
" Damn it Asami. You know that’s not what I meant. I.. I just meant..." Akihito wanted to kiss those mocking lips but he knew better. (.. I miss you to but its only for a few days. please. I'll make it up to you).
Five hours later, after two Movie matinees' and two tubs of popcorn... No sex. Two of the slowest hours of Asami's life where spent in the noisiest Arcade in all of Japan... No sex after that either.
The very same evening while they were trying to have sex at the apartment...No Sex.
Later that night a Dance Club ( not Scion) didn't let him in because he looked to Old. (WTF.. Okay.) Not one to make an unnecessary scene he of course did the only rational thing he could think of while watching Takaba and Takaba 2 disappear in the dark gyrating club of 20 something’s- He bought it from the owner on the spot.
At No Sex' o clock in the morning, two drunkin, weeping, reminiscing uke s.o.b's later, Asami had made up his mind. Sakura had to go and Asami had to make Akihito think it was his idea to kick the pest out.
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day 3
The next day Asami stayed at the office all day and well into the night. His attempt to respect Akihito's relationship was causing him restless nights and long days. However this is the third day of the two week Takaba 2 visit. Asami has not had sex. At 3:45am Asami walked into the penthouse expecting peace, quiet and two sleeping children. Of course, how stupid could he be? Asami's hand slides down his face in exasperation as he walks into the living room area where j-rock is softly playing and two giggling boys are tickle fighting each other, rolling on the floor, in a mess of pillows, feathers and scrap book paper....they are sweaty, breathing hard and in the nude.
"What do I have here."
What Asami saw was: two glistening masses of pulsing, undulating, plow able mounds of boy flesh in the form of Nymphs, calling him.. no wait, Pleading for him to fuck the both of them- Into the floor. Of course how can he deny the pleadings of "Nymphs". Two Akihito's.
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"Wait Asami-sama, I'm a Seme to." the man whined
"Seme. My. Ass." Then Asami kicked the boys legs from under him floating him gently and clothe less to the floor.
Akihito watched in jealous awe as Asami sunk is massive cock into the other boys mouth. Before he could begin his rant Asami grabbed his cock pulling it straight into his mouth, sucking expertly.
Asami enjoyed them both mercilessly until the sun came up.
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Day 4
The Morning after..
Sleep.
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Day 5
"Stop bouncing on the bed Aki...jeez, how can you have so much energy after last night." Sakura groans trying not to move more than necessary.
"Idiot! Don't complain to me. I've been fucked against, into and on top of every: flat surface, wall, countertop, table, elevator, alleyway, club, bathroom, grassy knoll, in and out of consciousness in what has to be all of Japan; every day for the past few years.. so I'm a little used to it by now. And it wasn't last night.. it was the day before yesterday."
"Besides," he throws a pillow at his paralyzed friend, "I told you to stop before he came home. I tried to get you to put your clothes on and I begged you not to tempt fate... but you. You are an idiot and we both got fucked out of our minds and he's not going to let me forget it long after you leave.."
"Hmph, only a little Akihito-kun, maybe I've been a neglecting you a bit these past few days."
Akihito and Sakura faces blanched as they turned to stare in horror as the man sporting a towel, lit cigarette and morning "wood", leaning in the doorway with an all to serious expression on his face.
"Aww, christ!" Sakura shuddered.
Akihito looked at Sakura, " Idiot, see what you did. I have work to do and now I have to be laid up for a couple of days. "
"How was I supposed to know that old man was able to keep it up like that. I thought he was like some old sugar daddy or something."
"Idiot!" Akihito hit Sakura in the face with another pillow. Sakura would have thrown it back but it hurt to much to move anything below his chest.
" I told you to get dressed before he comes home. I told you he is a Fucking- machine, A Fucking -Machine. Not a fucking machine," Akihito performed his best robot dance.
"How ever did he get that confused Aki-kun" he cast an arched eyebrow to the dancing uke before directing his next statement to the other man, "Well Sakura, Akihito, here are your options, seeing as I am no longer willing to starve myself for the sake of hospitality, one of you are going to sacrifice yourself to the beast (Me) Akihito (you) ,or one of you ( the other guy) will be leaving before his vacation is up, Sakura(..just incase you do not understand to whom I'm referring)."
" I'm sorry Akihito, you go to work and I'll stay here with Asami-sempai, its my fault after all."
"Then its decided, I'll see you in five minutes Sa-chan. See Akihito I'm good at compromising." Asami smirked to Sakura.
" Hey! Back the truck up here a minute! I haven't decided yet." Akihito couldn't believe what he just heard. Sakura just volunteered himself to have sex with his boyfriend and Asami just went along with it.
"To late darling boy. Decisions been made without you. Early bird gets the worm and all that. However, if he can't keep up... " Asami ran his finger tips down Akihito's spin. Akihito leaned into them, eyelids lowered, lips parting in anticipation, a light moan escapes him. Asami's lips hovered over Akihito's parted lips sharing his breath as he spoke to Sakura , "if you learn how to make this reaction by the time I get back. Then maybe I'll have pity on you."
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He didn't want to tell Akihito...infact he decided not to. He would find out sooner or later that the friend he thought he had in Sakura was nothing more than a con. A host that never even made it to the top twenty list. Sure he was cute and smart but as far a personality went he was just a punk and the world is full of those. Nothing special about that.
Asami refused to be the one to ruin Akihito's happiness..especially if he feels so comfortable with him as to invite a dear and trusted friend over.
No matter how blind he was to the painfully obvious. From the moment he'd arrived... Hell before he'd arrived he'd started leaching. Akihito had foot the bill for everything. From his flight back to Tokyo- to food- to fuck up, Akihito smiled and flashed his new hardly ever used visa black credit card Asami gave him. Until recently Asami couldn't convince Akihito to even put the card in his wallet. The credit card company called to make sure that the card had not been stolen because as of two days ago 330,000 yen had been spent. Of which Akihito had nothing to show for it. Akihito 2, did however- 300,000 yen, in his bank account starting on the day he arrived . Akihito could be dense but.... there was something more to this.
Now for plan B.
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Plan B
It was a hell of a day. First explaining to his boss why he missed worked the day before, not having any photo's to print that didn't have him and Sakura plastered all over them. Every favor he'd had he's called in already, he's actually being sexually harrassed by someone who isn't Asami and the only reason he hasn't done anything about it is because he does want to be the reason for a homicide that Takato would undoubtably have to investigate.
So as Akihito juggled his penthouse key, some takeout, chocolate ice cream, one of Asami's favorite cigars from one of the best shops in Tokyo, and some movies with hot gay angst so he and Asami can curl up on the couch in tee-shirts, socks and some insanely comfortable boxers (also Asami's).
He so should have had one of the guards help him but for the first time in forever he didn't see anyone. As he tumbles into the door he kicks off his hsoes and drops a box of pocky on the way to the kitchen. As he stoops to pick it up, the box of pocky leads to the shorts on the otherwise immaculate floor, which led to the shirt, then the socks..
Thats when he dropped the takeout, the cigar, movies and the ice cream. He forgot about his plan to curl up on the couch in his tee-shirt and pretend to fight Asami off. He didn't want to wear the comfortable boxers of Asami's because right now, he was watching Asami's boxered ass pump up and down between leggs that weren't his. He grunted on top of someone that wasn't him.
click
Somehow and he wasn't sure what or how it happened but now they were together. His friends mouth was moving, screaming infact and Asam's eyes were humored as he pinned his friend to the bed.
Come to think of it. This is all Asami's fault. He turned his gun back to Asami.
"Well this is an unpredicted turn of events."
"You!" It came from clinched teeth in a growl even Asami hadn't heard. Somewhere in the back of Asami's mind he congratualated himself for his plan working with more speed than anticipated. On the other hand he was beginning to realize that he had pushed to far and planned to well. Because now he was in the cross hairs of a young man who just might kill him in a jealous rage.
A tear bubbled out of Akihito's eye. " Youuu. How could you. I should kill you both."
"Akihito, you're being silly. I fucked you both just yesterday. And remember this was the agreement we camp upon just a few hours ago."
" That was different and you know it!" The gun was shaking dangerously in his tensed hand now.
"How.. "
" I can't want anyone else. I'll never want anyone else. You've promised me an eternity. You! You liar! How could you hurt me. You told me I was different. I was stupid enough to believe you." His arm lowered. " I believed in you. I see now it was always business as usual for you. What are you tired of me now. You two deserve each other. A washed up untalented host and an old yakuza. "
"Hey I got talent !" Even Asami had to look at the idiot for that one.
" Shut. The fuck. UP!" Akihito fired four shots into the bed next to his friends head.
"Boss!" Yamada burst in grabbing Akihito in the process. Akihito fought like an alley cat with his hand held above his head by the iron grip on his friend and bodyguard.
"Arrest him, he shot at me and Asami while we were making love. He's fucking crazy and besides you were street trash when I met you. "
"This is my house you stupid bitch. I live here. He's My Yakuza and I'm going to kill you. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE." He kicked and flailed in Sakura's general direction.
Asami and Yamada were absolutely in shock at what they were witnessing from Akihito. Asami actually liked seeing this possesiveness from his little man. Yamada liked seeing that this wasn't a one sided love affair with the younger man under foot in a forced submission. He couldn't wait to discuss this at the water cooler tomorrow.
Asami finally slid off the bed. "You heard your boss didn't you Yamada?"
" What boss? Sorry boss I didn't hear what you said."
"Get this street trash out of here. "
Akihito looked crushed.
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Later that night.
"You'll call me Asami-sama."
"But.. thats so lame."
He smacked the boy on the ass. He did it as a punishment but he also loves the way the mounds of flesh grip his massive hand.
"Ow! Yes Asami-sama."
" Good boy. Now, since you dropped our dinner, I'm sure you're hungry. How about some soup. Oh no, I only have one spoon, but luckily I have two huge bowls," he smirked.
"Well Asami-sama, allow me to...mmmmph..mmph." Akihito loved making those sloppy sucking and slurping noises that made Asami stiffen more in his mouth.
" Nice. Now apologize."
Akihito knicked him with his teeth.
"Because you pointed a gun at me and your guest." He winced again. "You must be realy hungry let me help you," he said as he laced his fingers in the boys hair to push Akihito's head down hard while bucking his hips to drive it down his throat making him gag repeatedly.
"You should know by now that I would never replace you. I was very annoyed to hear you thought I would. I only fucked that other boy in the first place because you had been holding out on Me for weeks-"
"days." Akihito’s head was pushed back down
"Don't interrupt." he sighed. " He was trash anyway. Only using you. I think you know it."
"meah. hi gid." he sucked. " gould gwe pweez tulg ga-bowt ith lay-ther." Making one long hard suck up Asami's cock before sucking hard on the tip. " Now fuck the shit out of Me. Asami-sama."
Asami slept easier that night confident that no matter who was in Akihito's past, he'd never be in fear of losing him to anyone else by the own mans admission.