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Takaba Akihito and Asami Ryuichi's Sexy Bucket List by J_unleashed

Chapter 10: little pervert in the park

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It had been a long day for Asami.

The day had been both mentally and physically taxing for him. His work day began with three-in-a-row, very early business meetings at his own office, followed immediately by a trek downtown to meet with a group of international investors, which took up most of the afternoon. Later, he made his weekly obligatory rounds to a few of his clubs; one which seem to have the issue of a bartender skimming some of the evening's proceeds off the top.

He was looking forward to stripping off his business attire and taking a hot and steamy shower, followed by slowly winding down by savoring some particularly fine single-malt Scotch that had been gifted to him by one of the investors.

Therefore, he was totally unprepared to be tackled at the door by a very energetic and passionate Akihito.

For perhaps a millisecond, his mind protested this obstacle that was preventing him from his goal of a relaxing shower, and a drink, but there was no way he could pass up such an enticing offer. He willingly took Akihito-- right in the entrance way, up against the front door.

After disengaging from Akihito, Asami headed to his bedroom to finish undressing for his shower. His shirt was a loss, having been ripped by Akihito in the initial attack at the door. Not that he cared. Being eagerly seduced upon his arrival home by Akihito far surpassed any other method of unwinding after work. Besides, he still had that bottle of Scotch waiting for him.

After slipping on a soft white bathrobe, Asami went to the living room and opened the bottle. He poured a small amount into a tulip-shaped glass and then settled himself into his favorite chair. He tilted the glass, to let the scotch coat the sides, and then brought the glass up to his nose to breathe in the myriad of aromas before taking a taste.

Asami leaned back and let out a satisfied sigh. He watched as Akihito entered the room, walked directly over to him and then slowly straddled his lap. Asami quickly put the glass down on the table beside him before Akihito's lips descended lightly upon his. Asami felt the tip of Akihito's tongue slip tentatively between his lips, as if seeking permission to enter. Asami granted that request.

Asami savored the taste of Akihito, concluding that it paired well with the scotch. He slipped both his hands under Akihito's shirt so he could enjoy the feel of his bare skin. Akihito responded by growling and thrusting his tongue completely into Asami's mouth. He began to grind hard against Asami's lap.

The sudden aggressiveness of Akihito's behavior caught Asami off guard. It was just the same as it had been at the door, and it surprised Asami to be sexually attacked by Akihito, two times in a row within the past hour.

Asami reached up and grabbed Akihito roughly by the chin, and pushed him away. He clearly remembered what had caused Akihito to attack him multiple times before with such vigor. He suspiciously examined Akihito's eyes.

Other than a look of desperate desire in them, they looked normal. Not dilated. He grabbed Akihito's wrist and pressed his finger tips against it to feel his pulse. It was a bit rapid, but nothing out of the ordinary. Whatever the cause of this was, it apparently was not drugs.

Relieved, Asami relaxed his grip on Akihito and a small smiled appeared on his face. "So... what is it that has you so fired up this evening? Have you been browsing pornographic sites on your computer?"

Akihito looked offended. "I-I don't need to do something like that!" he sputtered angrily.

"That's right... not when you have me," Asami replied with a smirk.