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[liteanotherone]

WHO: Hokuto Umeda (liteanotherone), Zell Dincht (hotdog_twink)
WHAT: Umeda becomes bored with having to stay home or in his office.
WHERE: Umeda's penthouse.
WHEN: Late evening.

WARNING: Probably will end up being NSFW...

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[hotdog_twink]

As soon as Zell knew where he was going, he put on a pair of tight carpenter jeans and a clean blue tank top. He was eager about seeing Umeda like this.

Ok, he was a horny, dependent teenager. That was enough of an excuse to go to some guys house he met a few days ago. Getting there as quickly, he rang the buzzer for Umeda's penthouse. ....Guy lived in a really nice place. Zell idly reckoned he was probably one of the people from the mob that had to hole up since the Joker put that twisted bounty on both families head.

Zell kept out of mob stuff. He just didn't want his own ass shot.

[liteanotherone]

Hearing that familiar buzz, Umeda glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. The kid was quick. Putting out his cigarette in an ashtray that sat on the end table, Umeda marked his book, set it down and the walked to the door. Hitting the button on the intercom, Umeda spoke into it, "Yes?"

If it were any other time, he would have just buzzed the man up, but seeing that he was supposed to be "on guard", he had to ask first to be sure that it was actually Zell down there. The last thing he needed was someone from Monacello trying to pull something. His finger rested on the button to allow Zell in as he waited for a response.

[hotdog_twink]

"Hey, it's Zell. Can I come up?" Zell asked into the microphone embedded beneath the steel speaker panel.

[liteanotherone]

With out responding to his voice, Umeda simply hit the button, unlocking the door to allow Zell in. It shouldn't take long for the blonde to ride the elevator up to the top floor. Umeda glanced around his penthouse. It was tidy, as usual. Umeda was the type of person who like to have his dwellings in order. It was easier when coming home from a night of drink and knowing that you won't trip over anything while trying to find your way to your own bedroom.

Umeda leaned against the wall near his front door. Zell would be up in about a minute, so there was no use in sitting back down.

[hotdog_twink]

Umeda's body was warm against Zell's, and the teenager was already starting to feel his own temperate rise. His hands ran down off of Umeda's shoulders and over his chest.

He nipped back into the kiss aggressively, just starting to see what he'd be allowed to get away with before going to far and being forced back into submission.

[liteanotherone]

Feeling Zell's teeth nip at his tongue, Umeda let out a slight growl as he pulled back slightly and took Zell's lower lip between his teeth. Umeda gave the teen's lip a quick, sharp bite before sliding his tongue over Zell's lip and into his mouth once more.

While he worked Zell's mouth, Umeda slowly let a hand travel up the back of Zell's tank top, his fingers ghosting over tattooed skin.

[hotdog_twink]

The sting and the slight taste of iron put Zell in his place for now, a shiver going through the young man. He kept moving closer to Umeda by millimeters, pressing in steadily and hungry for more contact.

The tank top was getting too hot, he hoped Umeda would take it off.

[liteanotherone]

Pulling away from the kiss, Umeda grabbed the hem of Zell tank top and pulled it off, dropping it to the floor. Taking a few steps forward, Umeda soon had Zell pressed against the wall.

"Can't say that I'm at all disappointed in what I'm seeing so far," Umeda said, trailing a finger from Zell's collar bone, down his chest and stomach, stopping to just dip past the waist of Zell's jeans.