Yakuza and the Runaway Bride part 7
Title: Yakuza and the Runaway Bride
Username: syhrain
Pairing: Asami x Akihito
Spoiler: None I guess…
Rating/Warning: NC-17. AU
Disclaimer: All Viewfinder characters belong to Yamane Ayano.
Author’s notes: Thank you for my wonderful beta yukina99
Summary: Force marriage has caused Akihito to meet a certain powerful yakuza.
All thoughts are in italic.
All flashbacks are in italic and brown.
Part 7
The event of the 30th anniversary of Koga Enterprises was very important for his father. It was a celebration to mark the success of the company since the day it was established by Koga Nao, the founder and CEO of Koga Enterprises. Koga Ouji stood beside his father as they greeted some of the guests who came to congratulate. Ouji could not help but smile knowing that one day Koga Enterprises would be his alone. During the events, many ladies had approached him where he gloated how in future everything would belong to him. Ouji watched as the ladies squealed. Some of them had already tried to seduce him. He smirked. Even though none of those women were perfect for him, the great Ouji, he thought that he might play along for a while until someone come to replace those silly women.
As Ouji charmed the ladies, from the corner of his eyes, he spotted his father talking to someone who looked like he was an important figure. Ouji could not remember who the guest was, but he did recognise the man figuring that he had seen him somewhere before.
“Ouji-san, is there something wrong?” asked one of the ladies. Her eyes followed Ouji’s gazeand she cried out in delight. “Oh my god! Isn’t he Asami Ryuuichi?”
Now he remembered. His father always mentioned his name since he was their biggest client. Ouji fumed as he observed how most of his admirers had left him one by one in favour of seeing Asami Ryuuichi nearer.
“What’s so good about him anyway?” hissed Ouji angrily. “I’m definitely younger than him.”
As his gaze bored into the man who he had started to dislike already, Ouji watched as his father called a young man who seemed to be one of the photographers judging by how he carried the camera around. The young man with silvery blond hair and hazel eyes took photo of his father and Asami. That was when he noticed how beautiful the photographer’s face was compared to those noisy and foolish ladies.
“Father, who is he?” asked Ouji. After Koga Nao and Asami Ryuuichi had finished their conversation, Ouji immediately approached his father.
“Asami Ryuuichi? He is a business acquaintance of mine.”
“No. I mean the photographer.” replied Ouji impatiently. He did not care for an old geezer. He only cared for one cute, innocent young photographer.
“Hmmm, let me see.... Yes, I remember. He is the son of one of my employee, Takaba-san. Since one of our usual photographers could not make it, Takaba-san volunteered his son as a replacement.” explained Koga Nao.
“I see.” Takaba, huh. Ouji smiled predatorily. He is perfect, Ouji thought as he walked towards the photographer. Time to make you mine.
*
That event a year ago had brought them together. The day of the fated first meeting, the day he decided Akihito would be his, and the day Akihito’s nightmare began.
Ouji reminisced dreamily when he heard a knock on his door. He smirked knowing very well who it was. “Enter.” The door opened, revealing Takaba Akihito. “Hi, Aki. It’s been such a long time, isn’t it?”
“No, it’s not.” replied Akihito grumpily. He really, really hated Ouji to the core.
“Come here.” ordered Ouji as he patted his lap. Akihito’s eyes wide open. There was no way he would willingly sit on the snobby prince’s lap.
Noticing Akihito’s reluctance, Ouji decided to threaten him. “Aki, I hope you do realise what can happen if you disobey me. After all, I do remember showing you proof of how serious I can be a week ago.” His voice was cold. Seeing that he did not want to jeopardise his family any further, Akihito walked slowly until he was right in front of Ouji. He yelped when his hand was pulled forward. Hot lips met his.
“Hmm.....” moaned Akihito when Ouji plunged his tongue inside his mouth. Akihito let Ouji explored the cavern of his mouth. Allowing the man he hated to do this to him and yet not being able to do anything to prevent it, Akihito felt angry and helpless at the same time. The kiss lasted for a full minute until Ouji broke it.
“You know, Aki. I’m quite displeased with your rebellious attitude. I should have destroyed your family after your little escape during our wedding day.” Akihito squirmed when Ouji licked his neck. “However, since I’m a good guy, I’m willing to give my future bride one last chance.” Akihito shivered as he felt Ouji sucked his flesh, leaving hickeys. “If you ever dare to pull this kind of stunt again, I can assure you that you’ll regret it big time.” After finishing his sentence, Ouji ravished Akihito’s mouth again until it was swollen before he stared menacingly and threatened, “Understood?”
Akihito nodded weakly. His replied satisfied Ouji. He made Akihito sit on the floor when he guided his mouth towards his crotch. “Let’s put that cute little mouth into use, shall we?” Akihito gritted his teeth. Life was not fair. No matter how much he did not want it he still had to do this. Akihito opened the zipper using his mouth. As he started sucking Ouji’s, he could not help but compare between Asami and Ouji.
Asami’s taste better and his is bigger. Ouji’s does not taste good. If I have to choose, I prefer Asa-. “Uhmmm.” cried Akihito when Ouji suddenly shoved his whole length to his mouth.
“Don’t be distracted Aki. Suck.” Akihito cursed at Ouji irritably as he attempted his best to sastify him. Luckily, it worked. Ouji came soon after. Just as Akihito thought that was it, his job was finished and he could go home, Ouji lifted him up to sit him back on his lap.
“It’s not over. You see, I have yet to taste how your inside feel like. If I recall, you kicked me once before.” laughed Ouji humourlessly. Akihito shuddered when Ouji unbuttoned his pants and started to undress him. “But you’ll allow me try you this time, right?” said Ouji as he pinched Akihito’s nipple.
Akihito felt disgusted as he felt Ouji’s hand groping around his body. It feels nothing like when I’m with Asami. Being in this situation had caused Akihito to recall his intimate moment with Asami. How his large hands brought pleasure to his body. He snapped out of his thought when he felt fingers entering his hole. He hissed when Ouji finger-fucked him dry. Huh! Why the HECK do I start to imagine that Bastard.
“Hmmm, it’s too troublesome. Let’s just do it.” Apparently Ouji had gotten impatient with the preparation. Akihito could only shake his head powerlessly whilst Ouji just snickered. It was a good feeling for Ouji when he finally heard the lovely scream of his bride as he thrust forward.
Please let this be a nightmare, pleaded Akihito silently.
*
It was late at night when Akihito managed to return to his home. His ass was in pain and his body was aching. Gosh, I’m so tired. Doing one round was not enough for Ouji. Now that he had tasted how good Akihito was, he wanted a second round. To think I let him use my body to satisfy his need!? Akihito fumed furiously. He struggled with his keys before he found the correct one.
The sight of Asami Ryuuichi sitting in his apartment drinking a cup of coffee was not the first thing Akihito expected to see once he entered his home.
“Welcome home.” greeted Asami with his trademark smirk.
“Wha-What are you DOING in MY apartment!?” shouted Akihito.
“I see you love the bouquet.” Asami commented. That was when Akihito realised that lo and behold on the table was the bouquet of flowers that he had received from Asami when he fell sick. At first after Akihito succeeded in pushing his brother away, he was tempted to throw the whole bouquet into the garbage bin. However, one second before he really did it, his heart got the best of him. Reluctantly, he went around his house to find an unused glass. Pouring water into it, Akihito placed the bouquet in there. He took his time to admire how beautiful and stunning the flowers were, and furthermore just like what Arihiro had said, they all were his favourites. Not to mention that it was the first time he had ever received a bouquet from someone. Not that he would ever let the smug bastard who was currently sitting like he owned the place know that he felt a tinge of happiness for the gifts.
“None of your concern. What are you doing here?” asked Akihito again irritably and at the same time trying to hide his embarrassment.
“I have free time and I miss my little cute feisty bride.”
“Arghhh! How many times do I have to tell you that I belong to nobody!” Akihito was tired and he had no time for games. Ouji and Asami. They are just the same. “Just go, please.” He begged quietly. Asami could not stand looking at the boy’s state. He stood up and embraced Akihito.
“Something happen, didn't it? Between you and Ouji.” whispered Asami. Akihito did not reply. He kept silent as he would rather not to talk about his and his family’s problems to an outsider.
“Even if you try to hide it, it’s useless. I know everything Akihito. I know about your father’s paycut. I know about your little brother who visited you few days ago to deliver the news.” Asami did not mention it to Akihito but he had men monitoring his movements everyday. The men would report to him if anything happen to his soon-to-be-bride.
Akihito stared at Asami disbelieve. “H-how?” Soon his confusion was replaced by anger. “Y-You! You have no right to spy on me! Why? Why are you doing this? Is it that fun to play with me!?” screamed Akihito still struggling against Asami’s embrace. “Are you going to make my life miserable too!? Just like him!?”
Did Akihito just compare him to that snobby brat? Asami growled dangerously. At the same time, he found a hickey that did not belong to him on Akihito’s skin. Noticing the dark aura that began surrounding Asami, Akihito stopped his ranting. He shivered when he found those cold golden orbs looking at him.
“Asami?” Suddenly Akihito was being pulled into his own bedroom. Asami had pushed him onto his bed. As Akihito was about to protest, Asami was already looming over him. Akihito cried in pain when Asami bit over the same spot as Ouji’s hickey.
“Ahh, A-Asami.” groaned Akihito when Asami sucked at his skin hard. Asami seemed satisfied when his own mark covered Ouji’s.
“That brat has the guts to touch what’s mine. I certainly have to prepare a suitable punishment soon.” spoke Asami icily. Akihito yelped when Asami undressed him. His full body came to view.
“Tch. He left more.” said Asami as he spotted more hickeys. His finger expertly checked Akihito’s hole for any trace of semen. “I see that he had marked you on inside too.”
“A-asami, w-what are you doing?” asked Akihito in horror when the saw the older man starting to strip off.
“Erase his marks and replace them with mine.” replied Asami as he began to lick his nipple.
“N-no. Please. I-I can’t....” Akihito’s weak protest was muffled by Asami’s mouth. Asami sucked so hard that he felt his tongue was being ripped apart. When they finished, there was a trail of saliva falling on Akihito’s reddened cheek.
Everything else then was a blur for Akihito. He felt Asami’s hand and mouth all over his body. However, instead of feeling disgusted like when Ouji touched him, he sensed pleasure. Asami took his time to prepare Akihito properly. When Asami’s hard length entered him, he felt full.
“Akihito, who do you belong to?” asked Asami between each thrust.
“N-nobody.” replied Akihito stubbornly. His release was near. A few more hard thrusts and he would come. Hence, when Asami gripped his manhood to stave off the impending orgasm, he started to become frustrated.
“A-asami, p-please let me come.” pleaded Akihito.
“Not until you answer my question. Who do you belong to?” Their little game continued until Akihito could not take it anymore. Asami smirked when he heard the answer.
“Yes, Akihito. You’re mine and mine only. One more thing....” Akihito cried exasperatedly when that hand was still not removed, preventing his release. “Remember this well Akihito. I will never tolerate if you even ever think that I’m the same as Koga Ouji.” With that, he trust hard and released his hold. They both came in unison.
Akihito passed out. Having sex with two men on the same day drained his whole energy. After ensuring that there was no more fluid entering Akihito’s inside, Asami took out his length.
Lighting up his Dunhill, Asami took his time to examine Akihito’s body. He was pleased upon seeing red marks his bride’s body. He had replaced Ouji’s hickeys with his and added his own. As Asami stroke the boy’s hair gently, he noticed his semen was seeping out from Akihito’s ass. These would show anyone that Akihito was his.
I’ll make you realise that you belong to me alone, my cute Akihito.
Username: syhrain
Pairing: Asami x Akihito
Spoiler: None I guess…
Rating/Warning: NC-17. AU
Disclaimer: All Viewfinder characters belong to Yamane Ayano.
Author’s notes: Thank you for my wonderful beta yukina99
Summary: Force marriage has caused Akihito to meet a certain powerful yakuza.
All thoughts are in italic.
All flashbacks are in italic and brown.
Part 7
The event of the 30th anniversary of Koga Enterprises was very important for his father. It was a celebration to mark the success of the company since the day it was established by Koga Nao, the founder and CEO of Koga Enterprises. Koga Ouji stood beside his father as they greeted some of the guests who came to congratulate. Ouji could not help but smile knowing that one day Koga Enterprises would be his alone. During the events, many ladies had approached him where he gloated how in future everything would belong to him. Ouji watched as the ladies squealed. Some of them had already tried to seduce him. He smirked. Even though none of those women were perfect for him, the great Ouji, he thought that he might play along for a while until someone come to replace those silly women.
As Ouji charmed the ladies, from the corner of his eyes, he spotted his father talking to someone who looked like he was an important figure. Ouji could not remember who the guest was, but he did recognise the man figuring that he had seen him somewhere before.
“Ouji-san, is there something wrong?” asked one of the ladies. Her eyes followed Ouji’s gazeand she cried out in delight. “Oh my god! Isn’t he Asami Ryuuichi?”
Now he remembered. His father always mentioned his name since he was their biggest client. Ouji fumed as he observed how most of his admirers had left him one by one in favour of seeing Asami Ryuuichi nearer.
“What’s so good about him anyway?” hissed Ouji angrily. “I’m definitely younger than him.”
As his gaze bored into the man who he had started to dislike already, Ouji watched as his father called a young man who seemed to be one of the photographers judging by how he carried the camera around. The young man with silvery blond hair and hazel eyes took photo of his father and Asami. That was when he noticed how beautiful the photographer’s face was compared to those noisy and foolish ladies.
“Father, who is he?” asked Ouji. After Koga Nao and Asami Ryuuichi had finished their conversation, Ouji immediately approached his father.
“Asami Ryuuichi? He is a business acquaintance of mine.”
“No. I mean the photographer.” replied Ouji impatiently. He did not care for an old geezer. He only cared for one cute, innocent young photographer.
“Hmmm, let me see.... Yes, I remember. He is the son of one of my employee, Takaba-san. Since one of our usual photographers could not make it, Takaba-san volunteered his son as a replacement.” explained Koga Nao.
“I see.” Takaba, huh. Ouji smiled predatorily. He is perfect, Ouji thought as he walked towards the photographer. Time to make you mine.
*
That event a year ago had brought them together. The day of the fated first meeting, the day he decided Akihito would be his, and the day Akihito’s nightmare began.
Ouji reminisced dreamily when he heard a knock on his door. He smirked knowing very well who it was. “Enter.” The door opened, revealing Takaba Akihito. “Hi, Aki. It’s been such a long time, isn’t it?”
“No, it’s not.” replied Akihito grumpily. He really, really hated Ouji to the core.
“Come here.” ordered Ouji as he patted his lap. Akihito’s eyes wide open. There was no way he would willingly sit on the snobby prince’s lap.
Noticing Akihito’s reluctance, Ouji decided to threaten him. “Aki, I hope you do realise what can happen if you disobey me. After all, I do remember showing you proof of how serious I can be a week ago.” His voice was cold. Seeing that he did not want to jeopardise his family any further, Akihito walked slowly until he was right in front of Ouji. He yelped when his hand was pulled forward. Hot lips met his.
“Hmm.....” moaned Akihito when Ouji plunged his tongue inside his mouth. Akihito let Ouji explored the cavern of his mouth. Allowing the man he hated to do this to him and yet not being able to do anything to prevent it, Akihito felt angry and helpless at the same time. The kiss lasted for a full minute until Ouji broke it.
“You know, Aki. I’m quite displeased with your rebellious attitude. I should have destroyed your family after your little escape during our wedding day.” Akihito squirmed when Ouji licked his neck. “However, since I’m a good guy, I’m willing to give my future bride one last chance.” Akihito shivered as he felt Ouji sucked his flesh, leaving hickeys. “If you ever dare to pull this kind of stunt again, I can assure you that you’ll regret it big time.” After finishing his sentence, Ouji ravished Akihito’s mouth again until it was swollen before he stared menacingly and threatened, “Understood?”
Akihito nodded weakly. His replied satisfied Ouji. He made Akihito sit on the floor when he guided his mouth towards his crotch. “Let’s put that cute little mouth into use, shall we?” Akihito gritted his teeth. Life was not fair. No matter how much he did not want it he still had to do this. Akihito opened the zipper using his mouth. As he started sucking Ouji’s, he could not help but compare between Asami and Ouji.
Asami’s taste better and his is bigger. Ouji’s does not taste good. If I have to choose, I prefer Asa-. “Uhmmm.” cried Akihito when Ouji suddenly shoved his whole length to his mouth.
“Don’t be distracted Aki. Suck.” Akihito cursed at Ouji irritably as he attempted his best to sastify him. Luckily, it worked. Ouji came soon after. Just as Akihito thought that was it, his job was finished and he could go home, Ouji lifted him up to sit him back on his lap.
“It’s not over. You see, I have yet to taste how your inside feel like. If I recall, you kicked me once before.” laughed Ouji humourlessly. Akihito shuddered when Ouji unbuttoned his pants and started to undress him. “But you’ll allow me try you this time, right?” said Ouji as he pinched Akihito’s nipple.
Akihito felt disgusted as he felt Ouji’s hand groping around his body. It feels nothing like when I’m with Asami. Being in this situation had caused Akihito to recall his intimate moment with Asami. How his large hands brought pleasure to his body. He snapped out of his thought when he felt fingers entering his hole. He hissed when Ouji finger-fucked him dry. Huh! Why the HECK do I start to imagine that Bastard.
“Hmmm, it’s too troublesome. Let’s just do it.” Apparently Ouji had gotten impatient with the preparation. Akihito could only shake his head powerlessly whilst Ouji just snickered. It was a good feeling for Ouji when he finally heard the lovely scream of his bride as he thrust forward.
Please let this be a nightmare, pleaded Akihito silently.
*
It was late at night when Akihito managed to return to his home. His ass was in pain and his body was aching. Gosh, I’m so tired. Doing one round was not enough for Ouji. Now that he had tasted how good Akihito was, he wanted a second round. To think I let him use my body to satisfy his need!? Akihito fumed furiously. He struggled with his keys before he found the correct one.
The sight of Asami Ryuuichi sitting in his apartment drinking a cup of coffee was not the first thing Akihito expected to see once he entered his home.
“Welcome home.” greeted Asami with his trademark smirk.
“Wha-What are you DOING in MY apartment!?” shouted Akihito.
“I see you love the bouquet.” Asami commented. That was when Akihito realised that lo and behold on the table was the bouquet of flowers that he had received from Asami when he fell sick. At first after Akihito succeeded in pushing his brother away, he was tempted to throw the whole bouquet into the garbage bin. However, one second before he really did it, his heart got the best of him. Reluctantly, he went around his house to find an unused glass. Pouring water into it, Akihito placed the bouquet in there. He took his time to admire how beautiful and stunning the flowers were, and furthermore just like what Arihiro had said, they all were his favourites. Not to mention that it was the first time he had ever received a bouquet from someone. Not that he would ever let the smug bastard who was currently sitting like he owned the place know that he felt a tinge of happiness for the gifts.
“None of your concern. What are you doing here?” asked Akihito again irritably and at the same time trying to hide his embarrassment.
“I have free time and I miss my little cute feisty bride.”
“Arghhh! How many times do I have to tell you that I belong to nobody!” Akihito was tired and he had no time for games. Ouji and Asami. They are just the same. “Just go, please.” He begged quietly. Asami could not stand looking at the boy’s state. He stood up and embraced Akihito.
“Something happen, didn't it? Between you and Ouji.” whispered Asami. Akihito did not reply. He kept silent as he would rather not to talk about his and his family’s problems to an outsider.
“Even if you try to hide it, it’s useless. I know everything Akihito. I know about your father’s paycut. I know about your little brother who visited you few days ago to deliver the news.” Asami did not mention it to Akihito but he had men monitoring his movements everyday. The men would report to him if anything happen to his soon-to-be-bride.
Akihito stared at Asami disbelieve. “H-how?” Soon his confusion was replaced by anger. “Y-You! You have no right to spy on me! Why? Why are you doing this? Is it that fun to play with me!?” screamed Akihito still struggling against Asami’s embrace. “Are you going to make my life miserable too!? Just like him!?”
Did Akihito just compare him to that snobby brat? Asami growled dangerously. At the same time, he found a hickey that did not belong to him on Akihito’s skin. Noticing the dark aura that began surrounding Asami, Akihito stopped his ranting. He shivered when he found those cold golden orbs looking at him.
“Asami?” Suddenly Akihito was being pulled into his own bedroom. Asami had pushed him onto his bed. As Akihito was about to protest, Asami was already looming over him. Akihito cried in pain when Asami bit over the same spot as Ouji’s hickey.
“Ahh, A-Asami.” groaned Akihito when Asami sucked at his skin hard. Asami seemed satisfied when his own mark covered Ouji’s.
“That brat has the guts to touch what’s mine. I certainly have to prepare a suitable punishment soon.” spoke Asami icily. Akihito yelped when Asami undressed him. His full body came to view.
“Tch. He left more.” said Asami as he spotted more hickeys. His finger expertly checked Akihito’s hole for any trace of semen. “I see that he had marked you on inside too.”
“A-asami, w-what are you doing?” asked Akihito in horror when the saw the older man starting to strip off.
“Erase his marks and replace them with mine.” replied Asami as he began to lick his nipple.
“N-no. Please. I-I can’t....” Akihito’s weak protest was muffled by Asami’s mouth. Asami sucked so hard that he felt his tongue was being ripped apart. When they finished, there was a trail of saliva falling on Akihito’s reddened cheek.
Everything else then was a blur for Akihito. He felt Asami’s hand and mouth all over his body. However, instead of feeling disgusted like when Ouji touched him, he sensed pleasure. Asami took his time to prepare Akihito properly. When Asami’s hard length entered him, he felt full.
“Akihito, who do you belong to?” asked Asami between each thrust.
“N-nobody.” replied Akihito stubbornly. His release was near. A few more hard thrusts and he would come. Hence, when Asami gripped his manhood to stave off the impending orgasm, he started to become frustrated.
“A-asami, p-please let me come.” pleaded Akihito.
“Not until you answer my question. Who do you belong to?” Their little game continued until Akihito could not take it anymore. Asami smirked when he heard the answer.
“Yes, Akihito. You’re mine and mine only. One more thing....” Akihito cried exasperatedly when that hand was still not removed, preventing his release. “Remember this well Akihito. I will never tolerate if you even ever think that I’m the same as Koga Ouji.” With that, he trust hard and released his hold. They both came in unison.
Akihito passed out. Having sex with two men on the same day drained his whole energy. After ensuring that there was no more fluid entering Akihito’s inside, Asami took out his length.
Lighting up his Dunhill, Asami took his time to examine Akihito’s body. He was pleased upon seeing red marks his bride’s body. He had replaced Ouji’s hickeys with his and added his own. As Asami stroke the boy’s hair gently, he noticed his semen was seeping out from Akihito’s ass. These would show anyone that Akihito was his.
I’ll make you realise that you belong to me alone, my cute Akihito.