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Moonlight and daggers part 1
Full disclaimer applies. I don't own the 'finder’ series, it's world or its characters, nor do I intend to profit from them. All rights belong to Ayano Yamane.
(So, please don't sue me.)
It's always the same thing. Not that it was a bad thing.
It started from the bottom of his back, by his tailbone then light, barely there kisses traveled up his spine and then one very heated one was placed smack centre in between his shoulderblades.
“Mmm. It tickles.”
Chuckling at the sleep ridden words, asami placed his own naked self on top of akihito's, pressed his body weight carefully on top of his body and began his ministrations all over again.
Pleased when he elicited a heady moan from akihito, asami rested his chin on top of his shoulder and spoke softly into his ear.
“Good morning. Takaba akihito.”
“Good morning to you too. Asami ryuichi.”
Smiling, asami wrapped an arm around akihito's waist, turned him around and with one hand guiding akihito's face to his own, stole his breath away in a slow, sensual kiss.
He felt akihito's bodies reaction to this all too well and couldn't deny his own arousal. And soon, they allowed their bodies to do all the talking for them.
“What's the agenda for today then?”
“To indulge myself with you and your
body fully.”
“Asami!!”
Stopping temporarily at scrubbing down the soap and grime, asami pulled akihito's head underneath his chin to shield him from the pouring hot water from the showerhead above them and spoke.
“We are going to have a chat with the tokyo city newspaper editior at my club. He has been doing a review of my clubs for a while now and wanted to meet me in person.”
“So, why am i coming too?”
“I can read people like a book. However, you can catch hidden nuances in his behaviour. Things only a reporter can detect. After all that's how the old saying goes, 'It takes one to know one’ i believe.”
Nodding in understanding, akihito looped his arms around asami's neck in a way of showing his cooperation with the plan whilst he allowed asami to take care of him - once again.
Two hours later, a fully suited and booted asami emerged with a tired akihito at his front had entered the living room and greeted kirishima.
“Morning Kei.”
“Morning asami sama, takaba sama. Sir, this came for you.”
Placing akihito on the couch, asami took the envelope from kirishima, opened it up and immediately frowned at what was written inside - or rather what was drawn.
A crude - if not, well drawn picture of asami lying dead on the ground, a pool of blood beneath him and three words above it.
'YOU WILL DIE’
“Asami sama? What is it?”
Without a sound, asami gave kirishima the picture and spoke up.
“Someone is wasting their talents here.
I've been targeted…”
And all akihito could do was embrace asami from behind.
Asami had felt the man's arms shake and immediately gripped onto the arms around his waist and spoke softly.
“This isn't my first threat akihito. It'll be alright. Kirishima? Try and locate any fingerprints or residue DNA on the paper. We're heading to the club.”
Kirishima and akihito both were about to rebuke that with a passion, but what asami said was true - this wasn't the first time something like this has happened.
The first time almost killed akihito - and that's not a exaggeration either. Someone offered asami a drink, he graciously declined but accepted it all the same. He however, gave it to akihito who downed the shot in one go.
The end result? Akihito was rushed to hospital - the cause? The drink was laced with anti freeze. Asami almost burnt down his own building that day.
Asami doesn't play games, he hates them. More So if akihito was used against him, both kirishima and souh had asked asami to keep a low profile but that was unattainable.
The best they could do was to keep an eye on the pair without blinking.
The picture was a first though.
Hopefully, it would be the last of it…..
TBC