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Category:
+S to Z › Viewfinder
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
4,335
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Viewfinder, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Reading
After a few goes in the bed Asami rolled over and picked up his book, lit a cigarette, and pulled Takaba closer.
Takaba, however moved away and grabbed his own book, at which Asami raised an eyebrow.
“A book… this is new.”
Takaba scoffed and opened the book.
“I know how to read…”
Asami smirked and placed his book on the bed, he then moved closer to Akihito and peered over his shoulder. Akihito quickly shielded his book with his arm. Asami tried again, yielding the same result.
Asami glared at the side of Takaba’s head then moved his glare to the book. He decided that Takaba was being feisty enough for another round,
His lips fell roughly on Akihito’s as the book fell forgotten to the floor.
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Akihito fell asleep almost immediately after Asami pulled out of him. He then curled up unconsciously; the book hadn’t been the only thing to hit the floor. The blanket had followed not long after.
Asami ran his hand through Takaba’s hair while lighting another cigarette. He inhaled deeply and rubbed Takaba’s scalp.
Akihito shivered, and Asami pulled the silken sheets over his naked body. After a moment he stood, the sheets pooling around Akihito, and walked to the other side of the bed. He bent down and pulled the blanket off the floor, turning he slowly, carefully, draped it over Akihito. He then turned his attention toward the only item that was left on the floor.
He grabbed the book and walked back to his side, reclining against a pillow he took a drag of his cigarette and looked at the front of the book. He almost choked. “How to please your woman.” But, as he noticed, the wo part of woman was crossed out when the book was printed. By someone that Asami had never heard of before. When he opened the book he did choke. Through the coughing fit he managed three words.
“How the hell…”
He took out the photos and flipped through them, one after another. He stared at the last picture, smirk in place, admiring his handy work. He had always thought that he screwed Akihito into the mattress, he was right. He was surprised that the mattress wasn’t imprinted into Takaba’s face. He chuckled, making the bed move and causing Takaba to groan in his sleep.
So the kid was smart. He had somehow managed to take pictures of them during sex, and good pictures at that. Asami made a mental note to have his men check the apartment next time Akihito was out and tucked the pictures into his book, writing a note and placing it where the pictures had been.
The next day Takaba had his camera and book handed back to him. He glared at the bodyguard and grabbed his belongings. Opening the book he cursed, inside was a note.
“Nice pictures, next time we’ll tape it.”
“ASAMI!!!!!”
Takaba, however moved away and grabbed his own book, at which Asami raised an eyebrow.
“A book… this is new.”
Takaba scoffed and opened the book.
“I know how to read…”
Asami smirked and placed his book on the bed, he then moved closer to Akihito and peered over his shoulder. Akihito quickly shielded his book with his arm. Asami tried again, yielding the same result.
Asami glared at the side of Takaba’s head then moved his glare to the book. He decided that Takaba was being feisty enough for another round,
His lips fell roughly on Akihito’s as the book fell forgotten to the floor.
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Akihito fell asleep almost immediately after Asami pulled out of him. He then curled up unconsciously; the book hadn’t been the only thing to hit the floor. The blanket had followed not long after.
Asami ran his hand through Takaba’s hair while lighting another cigarette. He inhaled deeply and rubbed Takaba’s scalp.
Akihito shivered, and Asami pulled the silken sheets over his naked body. After a moment he stood, the sheets pooling around Akihito, and walked to the other side of the bed. He bent down and pulled the blanket off the floor, turning he slowly, carefully, draped it over Akihito. He then turned his attention toward the only item that was left on the floor.
He grabbed the book and walked back to his side, reclining against a pillow he took a drag of his cigarette and looked at the front of the book. He almost choked. “How to please your woman.” But, as he noticed, the wo part of woman was crossed out when the book was printed. By someone that Asami had never heard of before. When he opened the book he did choke. Through the coughing fit he managed three words.
“How the hell…”
He took out the photos and flipped through them, one after another. He stared at the last picture, smirk in place, admiring his handy work. He had always thought that he screwed Akihito into the mattress, he was right. He was surprised that the mattress wasn’t imprinted into Takaba’s face. He chuckled, making the bed move and causing Takaba to groan in his sleep.
So the kid was smart. He had somehow managed to take pictures of them during sex, and good pictures at that. Asami made a mental note to have his men check the apartment next time Akihito was out and tucked the pictures into his book, writing a note and placing it where the pictures had been.
The next day Takaba had his camera and book handed back to him. He glared at the bodyguard and grabbed his belongings. Opening the book he cursed, inside was a note.
“Nice pictures, next time we’ll tape it.”
“ASAMI!!!!!”