Feel My Heart Beat

Chapter 9: Pleasure

Akihito let the beat of the music wash over him, filling him up and blocking out any thought. The thoughts about Asami, the near beating, the looming threat that just being seen with him brought, they all were pushed aside by the driving beat and Akihito just let his body move. He could feel the crowd moving around him on the dance floor, the press of bodies somehow just heightening the feeling of the pulsing beat. He didn't know how long he had been dancing for, lost in the rhythm, when he felt hands snake around his waist and he was pulled back against a hard chest. Before he had a chance to look around a familiar deep voice purred directly into his ear.

"I've come to claim my dance Akihito."

Akihito felt a shiver run down his spine, Asami must have noticed as he pulled him even closer against himself, his back completely flush with the muscled chest and the evidence of Asami's desire could be felt pressing into the small of his back. Akihito began to move again, having stopped upon the contact. The large hands moved from around his waist and began to run over his hips, across the tops of his thighs and back up. The hands were firm and kept him flush against Asami even as they danced. He could feel his soulmate moving to the beat as well, bodies grinding up against each other with the movements. Akihito felt liquid with the beat and the heat of Asami seeping through his clothes. His pulse was racing and he arched his back, pressing his shoulders and ass harder against Asami and dropping his head back onto his shoulder. He felt a hand trail up his front, glancing over his nipple, pulling a gasping moan at the contact over his shirt, before it grasped his chin and forced his head around. He didn't have time to think before lips covered his own and a tongue forced its way inside his mouth, the awkward angle making the kiss rather sloppy but neither of them cared. The kiss ended as abruptly as it started and suddenly Asami was grabbing his hand and pulling him off the dance floor. When they had finally made it out of the crowd, he relinquished his hand and slid his arm around his waist and guided him out the door and into the waiting limo. Akihito had barely sat down when he was bodily picked up and pulled into Asami's lap, his legs straddling large thighs. Hands snuck under his shirt to caress his skin and his lips were once again engaged.

He knew where this was going and Akihito would be lying if he said he wasn't curious, wasn't wanting so much to find out what the dark promise lead to. After the small taste this morning and knowing that was nothing compared to what Asami could do sent his pulse racing and heat coiling low in his belly. He found himself moaning into the kiss and pressing himself closer, hands curling around Asami's neck and burying into his dark hair. The hands were hot on his skin, mapping out his back, sneaking down and under the waistband of his pants to curl around his ass, kneading and squeezing the cheeks and causing a continuous stream of mewls to bubble up from his throat. Pressing down into Asami, he could feel his mirroring desire in the tenting of the businessman's pants and pressed into his own groin and he unconsciously rubbed himself against the muscled body.

"Please." Akihito mumbled into the kiss. He didn't even know what he was asking for but whatever it was, he wanted it badly. "Please!" He felt the growl rumble in the back of Asami's throat as much as he heard it and he found himself pressing his body even closer in response. He wasn't even aware that the vehicle had stopped moving until Asami manhandled Akihito out the door and threw him over his shoulder before striding inside a fancy foyer. Akihito tried to glance around but he was disorientated from the angle and distracted by the hand palming over his ass. They entered an elevator and he found himself back on his feet only to be shoved against the wall. He winced as his head hit the elevator, still sore from the earlier incident and probably starting to form a lump by now.

"Is everything okay?" Asami must have caught the reaction, he had gone very still and had pulled back a little to search his face.

"It's fine. My head's just a little sore from being thrown against a wall earlier." He heard a small growl tear itself out from his soulmates throat again. Asami's hands reached up and carefully felt the back of his head causing another wince. Golden eye's narrowed in displeasure and Akihito huffed.