Title: Synchronicity

Authors: Caer (caerfreeREMOVETHIS@tde.com) and Triste(TragedyandComedyREMOVETHIS@aol.com)

Rating: NC-17

Warnings:

Pairings: KxSakano TohmaxRyuichi

Status: Complete (Part 1)

Disclaimer: We don't own them

~~

"Nanu, nanu! Kumagorou plays on the keyboard so coool!" The small pink bunny
banged on the keyboard, eliciting a cacophony of epic proportions while Tohma
tried to sift through the computer sound banks for the right effect to the next
chorus line. "Tohma." Ryuichi stopped playing for a minute, hugging the plushie
to his chest. "When can Ryu and Kuma go home? Kumagorou's hungry. Is Tohma
hungry too?"

Tohma glanced down at Ryuichi with an indulgent smile. "We won't be here for
much longer," he said. "The song's almost finished. And besides, we aren't the
only people here working still. Hold on just a little while longer and I'll make
you something good to eat when we get back. Better than cafeteria food, that's
for sure," he muttered, turning his attention back to the keyboard.

"Huh?" Ryuichi's eyes lit up and Tohma braced himself for what was inevitable.
A very chibi Ryuichi leapt over the keyboard and clung to Tohma's upper back
like a mollusc on stone, clapping his little feet together. "Wai, wai! Tohma's
going to cook!"

He leapt off just as suddenly, sweeping up his beloved bunny. "Kumagorou
loves Tohma-kun's cooking! Ryu'd write ten songs for Tohma's yummy, yummy food!"
He jumped back to his place at the microphone, chewing lovingly on the battered
pink ear of his old stuffed animal.

Tohma just shook his head, secretly amused by Ryuichi's antics, but for the
time being, took advantage of the quiet moment as he worked on the song, looking
up every now and again at Ryuichi to check on him. After the third time or so,
Ryuichi suddenly stopped gnawing on his precious bunny and stared at Tohma
solemnly. "Ryuichi? Are you okay?" Tohma prepared himself for a sudden burst of
hyperactivity, knowing all too well that Ryuichi was never very quiet for very
long.

"Eh?" Ryuichi tilted his head. "You always look too sad," he said quietly,
causing Tohma to look back in surprise. Ryuichi smiled suddenly and went back to
being childish. "Kuma says it's because you wear too many heavy clothes.
Nori-chan and Ryu are happier because we don't have so many heavy clothes!" For
a moment Ryuichi looked like he was about to be serious again, but his
expression changed. "Tohma, finish already! Kuma's stomach is going 'growl
growl'!"

~~~

K glanced over at Sakano who was still busy talking into his cell phone,
trying to arrange Bad Luck's next television performance. He was already in the
smaller man's bad books after calling said TV station and threatening them with
disembowelment if they didn't agree to have Bad Luck on by this Thursday.

Sakano had grabbed the phone from him before he could do any more damage and
now K was stuck trying to deal with his boredom. A large grin spread over his
face suddenly and he stepped up behind Sakano so that he was leaning over his
shoulder, wondering how much longer it would be before the younger man started
to freak out.

"Eh... please forgive my American friend. I am very sorry. Yes, he tends to be
a bit, um..." Sakano looked over his shoulder at the tall blond and pulled at
his collar nervously. "Overpowering." Sakano walked over to the studio window in
an attempt to put some distance between them without making it look that way. He
thought Americans had a bigger privacy bubble than Asians, but the sadistic
blond seemed to have no problem with getting close...way too close.

"I assure you that we don't intend to disembowel anybody. Please keep us on
the show," he said meekly, wishing he could grovel over the phone. "Yes. Yes.
Thank you very much. Please forgive us for the misunderstanding." He pushed the
off button on his phone and sagged against the small window ledge. "That was
close," he whimpered.

K snickered at the relieved expression on Sakano's face and walked over,
patting his back reassuringly. "I could have done that a lot better, you know,"
he said, nodding sagely. "Threats and manipulation works nearly every time,
Sakano-san. You should follow my example and keep a little black book." He
reached inside his pocket and handed said book over to the still trembling
Sakano. "I keep a list of all of my little blackmail details in here," he added
with a wink.

"Ahhhh!" Sakano shook the book at K fanatically. "You're trying to ruin us
before we've even begun, you crazy American!" He broke into tears. "And after
all the hard work we've done." K rolled his eyes. Cue violin. Then his eyes
fell to the black book. "What's this?" he asked dejectedly, blowing his nose and
opening the book.

~~

Frowning slightly, Tohma's attention left Ryuichi for a moment and he went
back to his synthesiser. Weren't Bad Luck supposed to have finished the song
they were going to debut live on television later that week? "One minute,
please, Ryuichi," he said, flicking a switch and waiting for the music to start.
"I just need to check something and then we can fill that cavern you call a
stomach, okay?"

He sent a tiny smile over to Ryuichi, but it quickly left his face when he
heard not the beats of Bad Luck's music, but what sounded like someone's
conversation. Tohma's frown deepened. Someone was in the studio next door to
them? His suspicious were confirmed, when he recognised one of the voices as K,
Bad Luck's quirky manager.

"I keep a list of all my little blackmail details in here," Tohma heard him
say and he raised an eyebrow, his curiosity taking over in spite of himself.

"Mmm." Ryuichi stood up and walked closer to hear what was going on. "Tohma,
you're listening to a radio programme?" His eyes went liquid with adoration. "Is
Shuichi on the radio? I wanna listen! I wanna listen too, Tohma!"

~~

K rolled his eyes at Sakano's melodrama, but seeing that something had caught
the smaller man's attention, leaned over his shoulder again, paying no attention
to the fact that he was invading Sakano's personal space as usual. "Oh, wait,
what's *this* doing in my little black book?" he cried, whipping it out of
Sakano's hands. "The address of an S&M club? Maybe we should have Bad Luck
perform *here*, I'm sure they'd be a huge hit with that crowd!"

~~

"S&M?" Ryuichi asked innocently? "Singing and Music? Is that K-san? What’s he
doing on the radio?"

Tohma's eyes widened and he cleared his throat, unsure of how to answer that
question. "Mmm, not really," he said slowly. "It's not really something that
would interest you anyway, Ryuichi," he added, hoping that the inquisitive
brunet wouldn't press the issue. "Yes, it is K-san and no he's not on the radio.
It seems that K-san and Sakano san are working as hard as we are right now."

'Or at least they'd better be...' he thought to himself grimly, all too aware
of how Bad Luck and their manager and producer tended to waste time in spite of
how good they were as a group. "It's not something we need to concern ourselves
with," he told Ryuichi, about to turn off the button.

A strong hand reached out and grabbed Tohma's thin wrist, holding it tightly
and pulling it away from the button. Ryuichi's eyes were a bit more devilish
than usual as he grinned at Tohma. "Ryu likes this radio show. Let's not turn it
off just yet."

"All right, maybe for just a little while longer," Tohma said reluctantly, not
liking the grin on Ryuichi's face. "But it's not nice to eavesdrop on other
people's conversations," he said, trying to sound stern. 'Especially when
they're talking about S&M,' he thought, a smile breaking through at the sound of
Sakano's whimpering. He almost felt sorry for the poor man, but he always proved
to be a great source of amusement to Tohma.

Ryuichi kept grinning, but let his hand drop, still holding onto Tohma's wrist
so that it twisted backwards and hung limply in the other man's grasp. He
stepped closer to listen.

~~

Sakano went bright red. "S...and M..." he whined, sinking to the floor and
began to cry on K's pants leg. "You're trying to ruin us aren't you! It's bad
enough with Shuichi doing..." He stared at K's leg and shoved it away. "Illicit
things with that...that writer person, but now you say this! What's this world
coming to?" He broke down again and pulled K's leg back, hugging it and sobbing
on his thigh.

"S&M!" K said brightly. "Always a fun experience, Sakano-san as I'm sure
you'll agree." He closed the book and put it away, folding his arms over his
chest and looking down at Sakano thoughtfully. "You don't get out much, do you?"
he said, frowning as the leg of his pants grew continually damper from Sakano's
tears. "Keep that up and these pants are going to be too waterlogged for me to
wear," he added with a grin.

"Eh?" Sakano looked at the damp pant leg, his eyes wandering a little too far
up the juncture between the blond’s legs. He blushed and pushed himself quickly
up into a standing position, straightening his tie. "I get out plenty," he said
stiffly, his back to the blond. "And why should I care about your wet pants?
Shuck them off and run to one of your S-s-s and M clubs," he stuttered,
stumbling over the embarrassing words. He moved away to step toward the door.

K laughed heartily. "Oh, I assure you, I have plenty of self-control," he
said, thoroughly enjoying Sakano's blush. If he were any redder, his face would
be on fire. "Plenty of stamina too, if you get what I mean." He quickly strode
across the room, preventing Sakano from escaping. "Going somewhere?" he asked
mischievously. "Planning on hitting that club we were talking about? I'd be all
too glad to accompany you, you know."

"N-n-no," Sakano stammered, trying to move away, but unable to take a step. "I
don’t go to clubs. They’re too..." he shuddered as he felt the taller man’s body
move closer and felt a warm breath tickle his neck underneath his conservative
haircut. He tried desperately to finish his sentence. "Too h-h-hot!" He stamped
his foot, forcing the word out. "A-and sweaty."

In fact, he felt too hot right now. Sakano felt like slapping himself. Who had
the self-control here anyway? But try as he might, he couldn’t move out of the
studio. The door was so close. He could just open it and walk out. He felt like
he was standing on a slanted roof, liable to fall one way or the other and all
he could do was stay frozen where he was.

~~

Tohma couldn't help the snicker that escaped him at the sound of Sakano's
mortified stuttering, but a quick glance at Ryuichi made him stop. The brunet
was listening intently, his head cocked to the side slightly, an adorable
quizzical expression adorning his face as he shifted closer to Tohma.

Tohma himself was torn between turning the connection off and leaving it on.
In any case, it was providing much-needed entertainment. After all, one could
only work on recording songs for so long before it came boring.

Ryuichi stared at Tohma closely. The blond actually looked like he was having
some fun. Tohma looked so pretty when he smiled. Pretty, pretty Tohma. Ryuichi
looked over to make sure Kumagorou wasn’t looking. The stuffed bunny was lying
face down on the small bench in the studio. Ryuichi smiled and moved in a little
closer to smell Tohma’s hair. He always had a musky scent, not fruity like
women, but like aftershave and some sort of simple shampoo, like V05 or
Neutrogena.

The shorter brunet indulged in rubbing his nose against the loose blond
strands of Tohma’s hair, just light enough that he wouldn’t feel it as they
listened to the naughty radio show, starring K! Ryuichi smiled. K was very
naughty. In America, they did a lot of naughty talking during car rides, though
neither of them had done anything naughty in a long time.

~~

K smirked, closing what little distance remained between himself and Sakano.
"Shall I share something rather...personal with you?" he said casually. Sakano
nodded meekly and K leaned down so that his lips were almost touching the
smaller man's ear. "I'm a big fan of hot and sweaty," he whispered. "And
wet...and sloppy...and animalistic..."

Sakano squeaked, feeling his blood pressure rise. Damn it! Why couldn’t he
move! His mouth was suddenly very dry. He had to try three times before he could
utter a sound. "K, your gun is sticking into my back."

There was some shifting before a gun clattered to the floor.

"Thank you, and the other one."

A grumble and another gun slid across the floor and into a corner.

"Yes, thank you and...and..." Sakano felt faint. That was definitely not a
gun. "I...I really have work I should be doing," his voice squeaked and he
wondered if he had suddenly regressed back to puberty.

"All work and no play make poor Sakano-san a dull boy," K all but purred into
his ear. "Would you like to play with me? I promise I'll be gentle." He placed
his hands lightly on Sakano's shoulders, turning his head a little so that he
could nuzzle at the side of the smaller man's neck. He could feel Sakano
trembling, whether it was with fright or excitement, he couldn't tell. He
laughed softly to himself. Sakano was just too cute...

~~

Tohma quirked his eyebrow upon hearing K's words. Well, if anyone could
succeed in seducing poor Sakano-san, it would be that man. In any case, he would
be doing Tohma a favour. Having Sakano trailing him around like a devoted puppy
did get annoying sometimes. Half-smile still in place, he turned to Ryuichi,
momentarily startled by his close proximity. "Ryuichi?" he said softly,
surprised at the low tone of his voice. He cleared his throat slightly, but
didn't move away. "Maybe we should turn this thing off now..."

Ryuichi’s eyes went large for a moment. "Tohma-kun, it’s just getting fun. And
Tohma’s all smiley." He grew serious, drawing a finger lightly down the taller
blond’s jaw. "Tohma’s pretty when he smiles," he whispered. "Leave it on."

~~

Sakano was almost hyperventilating. He felt a terrible telltale pull at his
nether bits that definitely should not be there. The larger man’s breath and the
soft skin of his nose and mouth was trailing tantalizingly down the side of his
neck. He began to tremble even harder. "K-san, I...I don’t... I don’t think we
should."

"Hmm?" was all K said, too intent upon tasting the skin of Sakano's neck to
pay too much attention to what the smaller man was trying to say. He nipped
sharply at the soft skin, smiling wickedly when Sakano jolted in surprise.
"Shouldn't...what?" he murmured, snaking an arm around Sakano's waist and moving
his hand slowly down the other man's front, stopping when it was firmly pressed
against his crotch. 'Bingo!' he thought gleefully, giving a playful squeeze.

The tiny bite on his neck paled in comparison to where K’s hand had just
gripped almost painfully. The usually uptight manager let out something between
a strangled yelp and a moan. He tried to move forward, but only ended up
thrusting into the gun-bearing hand of his blond co-worker. This caused him to
moan again and collapse. Fortunately, there was a strong arm waiting to hold
him up. He swallowed, and almost moaned again as the hand rubbed slightly. "K...
K...please, stop."

It took a moment for K to realise that Sakano had spoken and he opened the
eyes that he hadn't remembered closing, shifting his weight slightly so that his
chest was pressed firmly against Sakano's back. "You want me to stop?" he asked,
his voice gone husky with arousal. He moved his hand away from Sakano's crotch,
eliciting a small mewl of confusion from the smaller man.

Sakano felt some of the pressure ease as he was released from that
horrible...amazing grip. He grabbed K’s receding hand and held it tightly,
placing his other hand on that strong arm that was supporting him.
"I...yes...no...I don’t know," he said miserably, leaning against the taller
man. It felt so good, but it was so wrong! K’s hand was still terribly close to
where his body screamed to be touched and Sakano gasped for air, trying to make
a decision.

~~

Tohma's smile widened in response to Ryuichi's statement and his tongue darted
out to wet lips that had gone suddenly dry. "Okay," he said finally, wishing
that Ryuichi's actions weren't so distracting and tempting. In all honesty, he
wasn't even listening to K and Sakano anymore. Ryuichi was proving to be a far
more interesting experience.

Ryuichi grinned, his eyes darkening. He could tell Tohma was nervous by the
small tremor in the wrist that still lay lax in his hand. Tohma always smiled
brighter when he was nervous, but Ryuichi could also tell that his blond
keyboardist was intrigued. Ryuichi noticed a lot more than he let on.

Now, more than anything, he wanted to show the nubile blonde that he wasn’t
always the one in control. Tightening a hand on the slender wrist, Ryuichi
snaked his other hand around Tohma’s neck and drew him down into a light kiss
that threatened to become more, the sound of Sakano’s nervous mewls of protest
spurring them on.

Tohma gasped in surprise at the kiss, his eyes widening and then falling shut
as he felt Ryuichi's lips moving teasingly over his. He was vaguely aware of the
sound of someone whimpering...was it him or was it Sakano? He suddenly found
that he didn't much care as he let himself sink deeper into the kiss, his free
hand rising of its own free will and cupping the back of Ryuichi's head, keeping
the brunet close to him.

Ryuichi smiled as he felt the bird-like hand squeeze into a fist at his first
touch. Then he felt long fingers slip into his hair, pulling him closer. The
corners of his mouth turned up and he licked along the soft lips under his
before pressing his tongue in for a taste. Tohma sighed as he slipped inside.
Ryuichi held a supporting hand against the man’s thigh as he fell back to sit on
the soundboard behind him. Ryuichi used the opportunity to press between Tohma's
bent legs and mould their bodies together, pressing his slick tongue even
farther into the sweet soft cavern of flesh.

~~

K tightened his arm around Sakano's waist, pulling the smaller man closer,
Sakano still clutching onto his arm with a death grip. "Maybe I could help you
decide what you want?" he suggested, rocking his hips against Sakano's buttocks
enticingly. "You know, I've always wanted to remove that stick you carry up your
ass and replace it with something...a little more substantial," he added,
rubbing against the smaller man teasingly.

Sakano was hyperventilating like crazy now. It was so crude, but it was so K.
His mind wanted to scream and run for his life, but his body wanted the exact
opposite. At this point, he knew there was no escape. He was no longer capable
of chaste thought.

He turned, gasping and stood up on his toes, which was really hard to do in
sensible shoes. He buried his hands in that delectable blond hair and planted
his lips firmly on those of the taller man, his glasses pressing painfully
against his face before he pulled away frantically, panting, wondering if he was
going mad. He leaned against the powerful chest and said in a small voice. "You
win. I want...I do. I want this."

~~

Tohma moaned softly, the sound muffled against Ryuichi's mouth, pulling his
arm free from Ryuichi's grasp and letting it wind round his back. He tugged at
the hem of Ryuichi's shirt, pulling it free from his pants and slipped his hand
underneath, letting his fingers trail lightly up Ryuichi's spine, revelling in
the shudder he drew from the other man.

Ryuichi paused for a moment, pulling his lips away from the stinging kiss,
waiting for Sakano’s decision. He tingled as he felt Tohma’s delicate fingers
play up and down his back like one of his beloved keyboards and burned as Tohma
moaned in neglect as he pulled away. He sighed in relief as he heard the uptight
manager’s consent. The mood would have been ruined if those two stopped now,
and Ryuichi wanted to play.

"Heavy clothes make Tohma-kun sad," he said, childishly. Then, he flashed a
feral grin at his pinned prey and began to slide the green overcoat off Tohma’s
shoulders. "I want you happy." With that, he bit slowly into the newly exposed
column of pale skin between Tohma’s neck and shoulder, sucking hotly and pulling
the jacket all the way off the man’s now limp arms.

~~

K smiled broadly down at Sakano and tipped his chin up so that he could look
into his eyes. "I promise you won't regret that decision," he said solemnly,
carefully pulling off Sakano's glasses. The smaller man blinked up at him and K
laughed throatily. "So cute," he whispered, lowering his head and pressing his
lips lightly against Sakano's, his tongue flicking out over his lower lip before
sliding into that delectable mouth, eager for a better taste.

Sakano shuddered again and was immeasurably thankful for the strong hands that
held his lower back as he tilted back his head and revelled in the loss of
control as that sweet tongue swept through his mouth. He tentatively touched
back with his own and K allowed him to return the favour, hesitant as it was.

Sakano pressed one hand against the wide smooth chest above him while the
other hand once again found its way to that gorgeous hair, letting it out of its
loose ponytail to spill around them both.

K shivered at the feeling of Sakano's gentle fingers running through his
hair and tightened his grip on the smaller man. He broke the kiss, pausing for a
few seconds to gulp in much-needed air before fastening his mouth firmly onto
Sakano's throat. One of his hands drifted down Sakano's back, stopping when he
reached his ass and squeezing playfully.

Sakano for his part squeaked and leaned his head back even more to receive
those talented lips on his tender throat. His breathing had calmed with the calm
gentle hands of the older man quieting his anxiety. God, K was so good at this.
Sakano was terribly inexperienced at any kind of sex, but he was determined to
give it his all now that he was committed. He felt himself being lowered to the
floor and he welcomed it, wanting nothing more than to feel that solid body
pressed against his own.

K sighed as he lowered his body over Sakano's, bracing his arms on either
side of Sakano's head as he leaned down to kiss him again. This time, the kiss
was slower, their tongues sliding over each other languidly as they took the
time to explore each other.

Dimly, K was aware that Sakano still had that awful stuffy jacket on and he
tugged at it, moving his hand behind Sakano's back and raising him slightly so
that he could rid him of the jacket before lowering him again and covering the
smaller man's body with his own.

Sakano sighed in pleasure, making little wanton noises in the back of his
throat. Kissing K was so different to kissing a girl; he was so strong and
authoritative. He smelled good too. The fallen man shrugged eagerly out of his
jacket, feeling a bit idiotic for not having taken it off sooner.

Sakano grunted a bit as his lover’s full weight settled onto him and then
sighed in contentment, looking into the K’s amused blue eyes. He had never been
on the bottom before, since he was always with women. K’s body felt heavy, but
pleasant. Sakano was still blushing, but he smiled back in the dim light,
waiting for what would come next.

~~

Tohma gasped and arched up against Ryuichi, his fingers tightening in
Ryuichi's hair, vaguely aware of the fact that he must be hurting the brunet,
but the feeling of Ryuichi's warm, wet lips against his neck was rapidly driving
all coherent thought from his mind.

He willingly let Ryuichi divest him of his jacket, wriggling slightly in order
to assist him in his endeavours and letting the jacket fall soundlessly to the
floor. Turning his head, he murmured Ryuichi's name and nuzzled against his
cheek, his tongue seeking out the sensitive curve of Ryuichi's ear and tracing
the contours of it delicately.

The singer’s eyes slid shut in ecstasy as he felt on of his most sensitive
spots laved with a playful tongue. He turned his head and groaned as he allowed
Tohma better access to that spot. At the same time, he pressed the blond’s
behind closer to the edge of the table so their groin’s pressed together.

Ryuichi quickly pulled at the crisp white blouse, causing the zipper of the
stylish garment to pull apart, leaving a creamy chest in its wake. Ryuichi ran
his tongue along a delicate collarbone while the other hand pinched a small pink
nipple, squeezing tightly. "Beautiful Tohma," he growled huskily.

Tohma groaned, arching his back up and seeking more of the sensation.
"Ryuichi," he whimpered, tightening his fingers in soft brown hair and trying to
urge his lover further down. "Oh, God..." He rocked his hips against Ryuichi's,
mewling as their cloth-covered arousals rubbed against each other. He moaned
deep in his throat as he spread his legs wider, inviting Ryuichi to sink deeper
into his embrace.

Ryuichi snorted as he finally heard more satisfying noises coming from
Sakano-san. Tohma sounded much prettier right now. Maybe they should be playing
their little show for K, rather than the other way around. Still, Ryuichi had a
feeling that if anyone could make Sakano scream-when he wasn’t on the job-it was
K.

In the meantime, he felt Tohma arch against him, murmuring his name and he
slid both hands to entwine in the long fingers, forcing Tohma to lie back on the
control panel as he attacked the untouched nipple with his teeth and then
sucking avidly. He rubbed their arousals together harder now that the access was
better and pressed down with his hips a little, grinding the taller man down
into the table.

~~

K felt his lips tugging up into a smile that was softer than usual as he
watched Sakano staring up at him, his expression part fearful, part
anticipating. Bracing his weight on one arm to steady himself, he used his free
hand to deftly unfasten the knot of Sakano's tie, working it loose and pulling
it free.

He playfully ran the length of the silky material over Sakano's pouty lips,
pondering briefly the thought of gagging the smaller man. He decided against it
in the end. He wanted to hear more of those helpless little noises that turned
him on so much.

Sakano gulped as he saw something dangerous flash through the larger man’s
eyes. He couldn’t help but look perplexed as the silk cravat slid over his
swollen lips and wondered if K intended to tie him up. He felt his cock stir at
the thought, but it made him nervous too.

He almost sighed in relief as the tie was lowered. He trusted K though. No
matter what he did, he was the master in this and somewhere inside, Sakano knew
that as much as he threw his weight around at work, firing guns and threatening
death, he would never hurt a soul. Maybe.

~~

Tohma growled under Ryuichi's double assault, his hips thrusting mindlessly
against the brunet's own. His hands scrabbled at Ryuichi's back, searching for
something to grip onto and moaning in disappointment when he realised that his
lover was still fully clothed.

"Mmm, Ryu..." he sighed, gasping when he felt the brunet nipping gently at him
in response. "I need to get...this...off," he managed, tugging at Ryuichi's
shirt and cursing the existence of buttons under his breath.

Ryuichi grabbed his hands and held them down, looking at him cutely.
"Tohma-kun wants to make Ryu happy too?" He laughed maniacally and kissed
Tohma’s throat, pulling at the blond’s own blouse up over his head, but keeping
his wrists locked inside. He used the cloth to tie both of the slender wrists
above the prostrate man’s head and to the metal lamp that was attached to the
top of the table.

Smirking then at the NG president’s look of surprise, Ryuichi stood up and
pulled his own ruffly blouse off, tossing it on top of his precious rabbit, just
to be sure that Kuma’s eyes didn’t see anything naughty.

Tohma could only watch wide-eyed as Ryuichi shucked his shirt off, grinning
wickedly at him all the time. He tugged tentatively at the shirt binding his
wrists together. It was tied tight enough to keep him from moving too much, but
not too tight that he couldn't pull himself free if he tried hard enough.
Somehow, he didn't think he wanted to get free...

A loud cry came through the speaker and Ryuichi looked at it curiously.
"Naughty K. He shouldn’t bite so hard." He looked at Tohma, as if he had
forgotten what they were doing, making Tohma a bit nervous. Then, the dark gleam
came back into his eyes and he stepped forward, dancing his fingers lightly
along Tohma’s exposed ribs.

"Tickle, tickle," he whispered. He grinned at Tohma. "Tohma-kun’s still not
happy enough." Ryuichi moved forward and unbuttoned the green slacks that did
absolutely nothing for Tohma's pretty eyes and pulled them slowly off, the
fabric being slick enough to slide from under Tohma’s waist without him moving
too much. The shoes came off with the pants and he wore no socks. Tohma was
effectively stripped and Ryuichi raked his eyes over the thin, sexy body
greedily.

~~

Tossing the tie carelessly aside, K set to work unbuttoning Sakano's shirt,
revealing the smooth, tanned flesh inch by inch and pressing a small kiss to
Sakano's chest with every button he undid. Finally, the shirt was completely
open and with a little manoeuvring, he managed to get it off completely, leaving
Sakano completely bare from the waist up before him.

He smiled in appreciation, letting his gaze rake up and down the smaller man's
body. Slowly, he brushed his thumb over one of Sakano's nipples and it hardened
in response. He then turned his gaze to Sakano's face, watching his every
reaction as he began toying with his nipples, pinching and then soothing gently.

Sakano clutched onto K’s arm with one hand as he felt his nipple tighten with
excruciating pleasure. He gasped, taking in a sharp breath and then sobbed out
an explosive moan as it was tweaked roughly.

"K," he panted. "Oh hell, K...ungghh." He lifted his hips instinctively, but
whimpered when he realised that K was too far above him. Shakily, he reached a
hand to finish undoing the buttons on the blond man’s shirt. "I need to see,
ah!" He cried out as a sensitive nub was pinched again. "More of you. Please!"

A mischievous smile grew over K's face as he pressed one last kiss to Sakano's
stomach before drawing away slightly. Taking the smaller man's hand in his, he
moved it down to rest over the bulge in his pants, smiling even wider at the
sound of Sakano's little exclamations of pleasure. Watching him intently, he
moved his hand away and rested it on Sakano's hip, stroking gently as he waited
to see what he would do now that he had K's undivided attention.

The raven-haired man opened his eyes to observe K through hazy lust filled,
but confused eyes. K wanted something from him? The blond was smiling down on
him like the cat that ate the canary. He pressed his hand harder on the hot lump
beneath his suit pants. Maybe K wanted a show...

Sakano tentatively brought his hand up to pinch his own nipple as he slid his
other hand into his slacks. Thankfully, they were loose enough that he could fit
his hand inside without unfastening them. He moaned as his nipple rose to
attention again and looked at K from beneath half lidded eyes, hoping this was
what was expected of him.

~~

Tohma groaned around the finger that Ryuichi had slipped inside his mouth,
sliding his tongue around the slender digit and then sucking on it, gently at
first and then more intently, smiling at the look on Ryuichi's face. That look
spoke of Ryuichi's attentions focused on him and only him and he loved it.

He couldn't very well answer Ryuichi seeing as his mouth was currently
occupied, so he let his body speak for him, thrusting against Ryuichi in a
request for more of those maddening feather-light touches.

Tohma was behaving well; Ryuichi concluded as he revelled in the hot mouth
that was currently making love to his middle digit. When it was sufficiently
wet, he pulled the other man’s chin down to keep him from drawing the saliva off
with his lips. He rearranged the blond so that his long legs were hooked over
the shorter man’s shoulders so that Tohma was now completely rested on the
smooth part of the soundboard.

The brunet leaned forward and kissed Tohma gently while probing for the sweet
opening beneath the perfect little package that Tohma was currently thrusting
into Ryuichi’s hips with maddening ferocity. He rubbed the moisture over the
tight pucker before sliding the wet finger gently inside.

Tohma gave a choked-sounding moan as he felt Ryuichi's saliva-slick finger
slide inside of him and he jerked against the brunet in response, throwing his
head back and growling. He shifted a little and was almost startled when he
remembered that his hands were currently bound and preventing him from touching
Ryuichi like he so wanted to. Well, it wasn't like his whole body was bound, he
thought as he squeezed Ryuichi's sides with his legs, letting the curve of one
foot rub against the smooth skin of Ryuichi's back.

Ryuichi’s eyes brightened. Tohma had skilled little feet. Grabbing the foot
that was now tickling his back, he also took Tohma's other leg, bringing them
forward, so that Tohma was practically in a foetal position on the metal table.
Then, keeping the other man pinned by his legs, he turned his attention to the
toes of the left one.

Ryuichi ran his tongue up the bottom of one foot and slid the biggest toe into
his mouth. Then he kissed the delicate bone on the inside ankle and, after that,
the inside of Tohma’s knee. He straightened that leg and held it above him as he
moved his mouth lower toward the junction of those long slender legs.

Finally, he began kissing and nipping the soft skin of Tohma’s inner thigh.
Ryuichi finally placed a light kiss on that lovely column of hard flesh, which
jerked in response before he moved to delve his tongue into the tight opening
his finger had so recently occupied.

~~

K bit down hard on his lower lip as he watched Sakano put on a tentative, but
arousing as all Hell show for him. It was a struggle to hold himself back from
just taking the smaller man, but for the time being, he kept still, watching him
through half-closed eyes. Keeping his movements to a minimum, he moved his
fingers over Sakano’s stomach, lightly skirting the sensitive skin and almost
laughing as the smaller man squirmed in response.

Sakano felt elated at the reward of a positive reaction from the older man as
he put on his little display. He closed his eyes and tried harder. Moaning, he
stroked himself harshly, noting that his underwear was wet with pre-cum. He used
some of it to lubricate his hand and groaned with pleasure as his hand slid
easier up and down the hard column.

With his other hand, he reached up and rubbed K’s hard chest, stopping when he
felt one of the little nubs of flesh under his fingers. He tugged at it gently
and rubbed his fingers in circles around the hardening pink flesh.

K gasped in surprise when Sakano reached out and began touching him. He
tightened his grip on the other man's waist, squeezing almost too tightly as he
watched, open-mouthed and panting as Sakano touched himself. He finally lost
what little control he had left when Sakano gave a lengthy moan, bucking up into
his own hand, his expression one of exquisite ecstasy.

Growling, K snatched both of Sakano's hands, pulling them away and lifting the
small man roughly into his arms, shifting a little and yanking him down onto his
lap. He grabbed onto the back of Sakano's head, guiding the smaller man to him
for a deep and bruising kiss.

A bit of vertigo hit as Sakano felt himself lifted bodily into K’s lap.
Suddenly, he found himself seated on the taller man’s hips and being kissed with
more force and pure carnal desire than he had ever experienced as he felt his
whole body enveloped by the other man. All he could do was clutch onto K’s
muscular back with one hand and whimper with need.

The button had popped off his slacks when K had jerked his hand from where he
had been pleasuring himself and now in his new position, he could feel the large
proof of K’s need pressing through the thin cloth of his underwear, against his
own weeping erection. He held K tighter and let out a pleading moan as he
rocked his hips, trying to replace the sweet friction he had lost when his hand
had been pulled away.

Part 2 --//>