By H.J. Brues
While yakuza underboss Shigure Matsunaga meets Kenneth Harris at a humdrum social occasion, he’s shocked to discover himself drawn to the blond gaijin with the mismatched eyes. Shigure is much more happy whilst he discovers Ken not just speaks eastern fluently, yet is fluent in Japan's methods, even the extra violent of the martial arts. Ken’s services at kendo isn't really his so much extraordinary quality—it’s the eagerness underneath his quiet, virtually fragile external that ignites Shigure's lust, and the 2 come jointly as explosively as they spar.
Shigure is a deadly guy in a perilous place. He’s been attempting to maintain the peace with the Daito-kai—his hated rivals—but the risk at the streets is escalating, threatening these Shigure so much desires to shield. He could declare to like his gaijin, yet earlier than he can preserve Ken secure, Shigure must triumph over hostility from his humans, a hidden enemy, and, the main insidious opponent of all, his personal hard-won delight.
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Not able to attend, Kenshin surged up from the mattress, lengthy, bare limbs coiling round Shigure and pulling him down for avid lips to smother any resistance in starving kisses, hungry little noises filling Shigure’s mouth in addition to the style of that unusual creature who appeared unaware of every little thing Shigure was once, the single creature in the world who might examine his tattoo and spot purely the paintings of a fellow artist. Shigure growled into the kiss. He knew what he sought after, had sought after it from the instant he’d laid eyes in this weirdly attractive gaijin, and he wasn’t ready to any extent further. He made use of all his energy to disentangle the attractive boa constricting his physique, his arms squeezing on the base of Kenshin’s shaft earlier than they allow pass. Kenshin set free a strangled sound on the reversal in their predator-prey roles, his disgruntled shock permitting Shigure to boost him physically and toss him again onto the large bed’s center. “Stay there, you hungry yōkai,” he acknowledged, observing the spell binding play of muscle tissues less than Kenshin’s pores and skin as he attempted to get better his stability. yet then he observed those self same muscle mass annoying, bright-colored eyes looking his as Shigure learned his commanding tone and the be aware he’d selected can be simply misunderstood via anyone used to being known as names. He knew what it felt like, used to be very accustomed to the disgrace, the lack of confidence, and the trend had to conquer all that contempt. And he wouldn’t allow Kenshin think he’d ever direct that contempt at him as a part of an influence play. He didn’t think in humiliation as an aphrodisiac. Shigure climbed into the mattress, folding his legs below him to chill on his heels at Kenshin’s ft, his again as immediately as though he have been approximately to bow officially to him, yet as a substitute he reached out to snatch one among Kenshin’s ankles, his grip not easy and unforgiving. “No one has ever made me desire this badly, Kenshin-san,” he stated, staring directly into extensive, glittering eyes. “And if I don’t take you at the moment, I swear I’m going to die. ” Kenshin checked out him for only a heartbeat, after which he easily folded the leg Shigure wasn’t keeping up and to the part, exposing himself for his lover in silent invitation. It used to be the sexiest factor the yakuza had ever obvious, Kenshin’s critical face making it extra excessive than playful, as though he really believed Shigure may possibly die if he didn’t make Kenshin his. He didn’t permit pass of the nice and cozy ankle in his hand as he leaned to the part to open the 1st drawer within the nightstand and dug out condoms and lube. He labored single-handedly, tearing and uncapping, his eyes by no means leaving Kenshin’s, waiting for any swap, soaking up each aspect in their mineral perfection. whilst his cock was once appropriately sheathed and slicked, he pulled Kenshin nearer, tugging on the bony ankle to drape the lengthy leg over Shigure’s thigh, the placement spreading Kenshin wider and tilting his hips to permit Shigure larger entry. The distinction among their skins had a outstanding influence, in particular the place Kenshin’s white leg rested at the darkish waters of Shigure’s tattooed thigh, and he couldn’t face up to the impulse to run either his palms over that tantalizing expanse of sunshine pores and skin, following the contour of lengthy legs as much as the tiny waist that he virtually appeared capable of disguise along with his outstretched palms, tanned dermis tattooing its far more than Kenshin’s marked ribs and as much as the rosy nipples that begged to be touched.