ALPHABET

N-S

No

"No." Asami says flatly, not caring one bit about Akihito's frustrated expression, as he turns his attention back to the morning newspaper in his hands.

"Oh, come on Asami..." The younger man pleads for the hundredth time. "What's the big deal anyway? It's just for three weeks. I'll be back before you know it."

"No." Is Asami's expected comeback, which nearly drives Akihito mental.

"Is it because the photo gig is in Hong Kong?... The chances of me running into Feilong are pretty slim, you know? I'll be safe. Nothing will happen... Come on, Asami."

Akihito can immediately tell that mentioning the Chinese man's name upsets Asami thoroughly, more so because his refute is a little more forceful this time around.

"No." Asami lets the word drag for a while; making it clear to Akihito he is not willing to yield an inch on the subject.

"Will you just give me back my passport?"

"No."

"You don't own my life, you know? I can very well go wherever I want, when I want."

Asami interrupts his readings for a moment to raise an eyebrow at the younger man, clearly disagreeing with his remark, which only succeeds in pushing Akihito over the edge.

"I really hate you sometimes!" The young man grumbles, just before he storms out of the living room while cursing under his breath.

Asami watches him disappear behind the door unable to hide an amused smile. "No, you don't!" He says just loud enough so that his words reach Akihito's ears, who knowing it to be true, can't help but curse against his luck even further.

Overpowering

He leans his arms against the shower's wall, letting the warm water wash over his head and torso.

His lower back is killing him, but after 4 hours of intense sex activity he figures he shouldn't be too surprised by the fact.

As usual, his legs feel wobbly and he has trouble staying upright, but even knowing this to be the standard outcome of his love-making sessions with Asami, Akihito can never find it in him to say no to the other man's advances.

To him, Asami is like the purest of narcotics; addictive beyond anything he's ever experienced before; his mere presence alone a powerful source of intoxication.

As if on cue, Akihito hears the shower's door being slided open behind him and an overpowering presence suddenly takes over the space.

He is whining even before Asami gets a chance to touch him. "Come on Asami, you baka." He begs tiredly, before his own body ends up betraying him. "I can't take it anymore tonight. We've already done it 5 times."

The older man's low and irresistibly seductive chuckle causes Akihito's heart to bounce against his breastbone with a lot more force than usual.

"Don't you mean, we've only done it 5 times tonight?" Asami teases in reply, while nibbling the back of the other man's neck, a place he knows to be particularly sensitive to Akihito.

The youngster tries to escape his hold, but the action nearly causes him to lose his balance. He all but spins around on his feet, grabbing Asami's forearms in an attempt to steady himself on the shower's wet tiles.

Too bad the contact with the other man's skin makes every fiber of his being suddenly go into overdrive.

Akihito still tries to conceal his reaction, but a quick glance at Asami's eyes makes him realize he's been caught red handed.