Random my loveprize in viewfinder stories.

Don't touch a crimelord's things by Lycianea.

"So, will you now tell me the truth?" the deep voice of the man in front of him snarled. "You are very well aware of who I am and what I'm capable of. Despite of these facts, you have taken something that belongs to me."

Akihito glared at him. "You wish...I never will give in! You have no right to hold me captive." He curses as he struggles in his bonds again. His wrists and ankles are caught in leather cuffs, which are attached to hooks at the ceiling and the floor. He hang there like a big human x. And if that wouldn't be enough, his body was chained up in a leather harness. He follows the very handsome, but at the same time also very dangerous looking man with his eyes and furrowed brows.

"Interesting" the man chuckles. "You are more concerned about being bound, than by the fact you're naked. Oh, my sweet little boy, you will talk. You will sing like a little bird, and when I first have to make you cry. And if you don't give in soon, you will cry much harder. And of course, I have the right to. As I've said before, you have something, that belongs to me, remember?" The man takes Akihitos chin in his hand and forces the boy to look at him.
"You know, I really don't want to hurt you." Of course, this last one was a lie and both of them know it, so Akihito snorts.

"So, what shall it be? Do you really want to scream for me, naughty boy?" the voice dripping with lust and danger.

"No, I don't and you know that, you bastard!" Akihito yells at him.

"So, why is it I have the feeling, that this is not, what you really want?" A dark chuckle rumbled in a strong, muscled chest, as he stands up behind Akihitos smaller body, one arm being wrapped around his hips, the other one a little bit deeper, carefully but firm stroking over rapidly hardening flesh.

Akihito feels the goosebumps run down his spine and the betraying of his body. "No, NO! Just stop it!" Again he struggles in his bounds.

"But I haven't started yet" the deep voice whispers into his ear, then he feels a tongue licking at his ear, teeth biting in its lap, then slowly wandering down to his throat, finally a sharp biting at his neck, immediately followed by a soothing tongue.
Akihito bites his lower lip in order to keep his moaning in, but after a few seconds of being touched by this skilled hands and lips he can't hold on longer. He leans into the touch, but once he'd done it, the man steppes back immediatly.

"Already so eager for my touch, sweet little pet?" he teases.

"Don't call me that! And when you think, I would already spill it out, you're totally wrong!" Hazel eyes flashing into golden ones.

"So be it, then scream for me and beg me for mercy, little boy. And of course, tell me, what I want to know. Perhaps I let go of you...we'll see." and with that he reaches Akihitos body again, his mouth sucking on one nipple, teeth biting into it. Akihito winces "no" he whispers "don't do this..." but it is futile. Hands are roaming over his soft skin, grabbing his round buttcheeks, pressing them, massaging.
The mouth lets go of his nipple and changes to the other one, licking, suckling, teasing. Akihitos lower lip is swollen from the biting in it. He holds his head to the side to avoid any eye contact, but suddenly a hand grabs his fluffy blond hair and force him, to face his nemesis. Golden eyes are burning into him, then he feels lips crushed onto his own. Before he knows, Akihito lets out a moan. At once taking advantage of the parted lips, a tongue slides in and explores his mouth. He feels his own tongue sucked and bitten, and damned...YES, he loves it to be dominated like this. His moans fill the other ones mouth and are being stifled. His tongue by now swirling around the other, wanting more. His body arching forward to the strong chest covered in a soft shirt.

As the man pulls back, both are panting for air. Then two fingers are pushed into Akis mouth. "Suck" the deep voice commanded. His brain nearly not working anymore, running out the white flag, the young man just does as he was told. Halfclosed eyes are roaming over the strong body before him.
"Yes, be my good boy." Then the fingers are removed and the man goes around the smaller body. He fumbles a little above and Akihito feels his arms falling down. His back is being pushed forward, until he's bend over, his arms stretched up behind him painfully and then he feels his buttcheeks being spread by a strong hand. His body pushed down and held firm, Akihito moanes as one long finger strikes gently over his pucker, pressing forward, through the tight muscle of his hole.
'Oh god, why he had to this? And why, the heck, is his own self so damned aroused?' He tries to stifle his next moan, but the voice behind him tells otherwise "No, don't you dare. I want to hear your sweet, sexy voice. I want to hear you moan for me, Akihito."