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Akio

HE WAS sitting cross-legged on the couch, phone in his lap after having talked to his brother. Lied to his brother was more like it. Despite telling himself it was only to protect his family that he was lying to them and making them think everything was alright, he had a hard time dealing with it. Yes, he wanted to keep Lucas and his relationship between only them for now, but it also felt wrong to not disclose it.

He nearly jumped out of his skin when Lucas appeared in front of him. He hadn’t heard him return from his grocery shopping.

“You alright? You didn’t answer when I called out,” Lucas said, brows creased.

Akio cleared his throat and nodded. “Fine.”

Lucas’ gaze dropped to Akio’s phone when he tightened his hold on it.

“Did you talk to Diesel?” Lucas asked, voice quiet as he sat down on the couch next to Akio.

“I didn’t tell him.”

He ran his fingers along the side of his phone, then tapped his nails against the screen. A hand covered his, stopping his frantic movements, and making him release the phone, letting Lucas take his hand into his instead.

“That’s not what I asked, sweetheart.”

A breath shuddered through his body.

He raised his gaze, eyes locking onto green pools of warmth and affection.

“I don’t want to worry them,” he whispered.

Lucas nodded, gaze soft as he ran his eyes over Akio’s face.

“Let’s see if we can’t solve this thing. A week or if something happens. Then we tell them.”

“Just about the arrest, right?”

A smile pulled at Lucas’ lips and Akio forgot how to breathe for a second or two.

“You can decide when we tell them about us. Whether Diesel hands me my ass next week or in a few months doesn’t really matter to me,” Lucas said, a gleam in his eyes as he leaned in, lips brushing across Akio’s.

Lucas pulled back but Akio followed, lips pressing hard against Lucas’ mouth to keep them from disappearing. He unfolded his legs and with Lucas’ hands on his waist, he slid into his lap. He rocked against Lucas, the man’s groan making him break the kiss to look at him, lust spreading rapidly through him at the dark gaze that met his.

“God. I’ve turned you into a sex fiend,” Lucas teased.

Akio’s expression was serious as he said, “Yes.”

Lucas shook his head, the heat in his eyes only burning hotter. He grinned smugly at Lucas and then he found himself on his back on the couch, Lucas between his thighs, hands sliding up his sides.

He was wearing one of Lucas’ hoodies because why wear his own clothes when he could just wear his boyfriend’s and smell the man all day? Lucas was at least two sizes bigger than him, so everything was loose on his smaller frame. Just the way he liked it.

With Lucas’ help, he managed to free himself from the hoodie. He missed it for all of a second before the man was kissing him, lips trailing down his chest, the scruff on his cheeks scratching just the slightest.

He dropped his head back, a ragged breath escaping him when teeth scraped across a nipple.

He grabbed a handful of Lucas’ shirt and pulled it up. Lucas moved back to reach behind his head, grabbing his shirt and tugging it over his head. The man’s muscles were on full display, flexing as he pulled the shirt off.

He might’ve made a sound. No. He definitely made a sound at that mouthwatering sight.

Lucas smirked and pulled Akio back up into his lap, lips and tongue making a meal of Akio’s mouth. Hands grabbed his ass, jerking him closer. He could feel Lucas’ hard cock between the thin layers of clothing separating them and couldn’t stop the moan escaping him.

“I want you inside me,” he said, unsure where the candor came from. Lucas seemed to bring out a certain level of confidence in him. It was exhilarating and slightly terrifying but fuck if it didn’t feel good.

“How do you want me?” Lucas asked, lips brushing the shell of Akio’s ear and sending a delicious shiver through his body.

“Just like this,” he managed to gasp out.

The fingers on his cheeks dug in, making him groan and roll his hips. Lucas’ lips brushed a path up one side of his jaw, his heart beating wildly when those lips found a particularly sensitive spot.

“Bed?”

Lucas pulled back, a wicked look in his eyes as he shook his head slowly.

“I want to get this couch messy with you,” Lucas said before diving back into kissing Akio’s heated skin, lips trailing down his neck.

As much as he wanted to remain in Lucas’ lap, he needed to get his pants off and fast.

“I’ll have to get up,” he gasped out, eyes falling shut at the pleasure rushing through him. That insatiable need only Lucas brought out in him.

Lucas scraped his teeth along the side of his neck, eliciting a delicious shiver.

“Hurry, then.”

Untangling himself from Lucas wasn’t easy. Mostly because he didn’t want to stop touching him. He didn’t want Lucas’ hands and mouth off his body. He managed to get his feet on the floor, though his hands lingered on Lucas’ shoulders before he straightened.

He stood in front of Lucas and as the man leaned back on the couch, arms along the back as he watched Akio with nothing but hunger in his green gaze, he didn’t feel self-conscious as he slid his fingers into the waistband of his sweats and tugged them down.

He stood in front of Lucas completely naked and felt nothing less than worshipped as those dark eyes drank him in.

Lucas freed his cock, hand moving slowly as he stroked himself, his chest moving visibly as he ran his gaze over Akio.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” Lucas said, his voice rough.

Akio was blushing and for once he didn’t care. Not when a man like Lucas was looking at him like that.

“There’s lube in the grocery bag,” Lucas said with an expectant brow creasing.

Akio licked his lips and nearly came from the heated look Lucas leveled him with.

He took off toward the kitchen, finding said bag on the counter. There was a tube of lube, a jug of orange juice, and a box of mini chocolate bundt cakes. His favorites. He was smiling to himself as he grabbed the lube and headed back to the living room.

“You got me chocolate?”

Lucas looked up as he stopped in front of him.

“I did.”

He shook his head, his smile only growing wider. He loved that Lucas knew him so well.

“Come here.”

He crawled back into Lucas’ lap, a knee on either side of him, holding the tube of lube in one hand while he placed the other hand on Lucas’ chest. He could feel Lucas’ frantic heartbeat and knowing it was only for him sparked a special kind of feeling inside him.

“You want to do it?” Lucas asked, gaze shifting from the lube to Akio’s eyes.

Akio shook his head.

Fuck no. He wanted Lucas’ fingers inside him. He wanted Lucas’ cock inside him.

Lucas grinned and took the lube from Akio, opening the cap with a quiet snick. He poured some onto his fingers, spreading it out over them, and then he put the tube down and slid his slick fingers between Akio’s cheeks.

His eyes fell shut and his lips parted on a gasp when those fingers pressed inside him. It felt so good. The stretch. The friction. Being filled.

“Fuck,” he said in a whisper.

Lucas’ fingers pumped inside him, spreading him wide for his cock and just the thought had his own cock twitching, lust churning in his belly.

He rolled his hips, rubbing his cock against Lucas’ drool-worthy abs.

“Yes,” Lucas hissed. “Keep going.”

Akio moaned and thrust against Lucas again, the man holding his fingers still, so he had to sink back onto them himself. Fucking himself on Lucas’ fingers.

It felt so fucking good, but it wasn’t Lucas’ fingers he wanted.

“I don’t want to wait.”

“You want my cock inside you?”

“Yes,” he groaned.

“Then do it,” Lucas said and removed his fingers.

He reached behind himself, fingers wrapping around Lucas’ thick cock. He positioned himself above it, groaning when the head slid between his cheeks and found his hole. He lowered himself on Lucas’ cock, curses falling from his lips from how fucking good it felt. Lucas filled him so well.

A bead of precome pearled at the tip of his cock and he nearly came when Lucas swiped his thumb across it and brought it to his mouth to lick it off.

He chased Lucas’ mouth, tongue delving past the man’s lips in a hungry kiss, loving the taste of himself on Lucas’ tongue.

Lucas ran his hands down Akio’s thighs, then rested his arms on the back of the couch, eyes dark as he said, “You set the pace.”

With his hands on Lucas’ shoulders, he rose up, groaning at the slide of that thick cock inside him.

He started slow, making sure he was good before he began riding Lucas’ cock in earnest. He slammed his ass down, taking Lucas’ cock fast and hard, and from Lucas’ hiss, he wasn’t going easy on him. Lucas’ fingers were clutching the fabric of the couch, and that tick in his jaw? He was holding back.

“Please.”

“Please what?”

Despite how much he knew Lucas wanted to take over, he was still holding himself back and letting Akio enjoy himself.

“Touch me. Kiss me. Please , kiss me.”

Lucas surged forward, one hand finding the nape of Akio’s neck while the other grasped his hip, the man’s mouth slamming over his, tongue eagerly slipping past his lips.

A hand wrapped around his cock, stroking him almost lazily. Lucas was clearly trying to drive him insane. It was working, too. He was completely lost in this man. His crush four years ago was insignificant compared to what he felt for Lucas now. What had been building between them for years. That string holding them together was pulling them closer and closer with each kiss, each tender touch. With each passionate look between them. That streak of possessiveness he felt in Lucas only made him fall that much harder for him.

“Akio,” Lucas gasped, his voice sounding strained. “That’s it. Keep going.”

Their gazes met and he felt like Lucas was staring straight into his soul. He wasn’t sure what the man was seeing but he hoped it was everything he was feeling right then. How desperate he was for Lucas to love him. To see him. To know him.

His thighs were starting to burn with exhaustion, but he didn’t slow down. He could feel his orgasm draw near and from the small gasps coming from Lucas, he knew he wasn’t the only one rapidly approaching that cliff.

He clenched tight around Lucas, the strokes on his cock getting more frantic. He gasped, pleasure bursting through him as he came, ropes of hot come covering both their chests.

He moaned over and over as Lucas grabbed his ass and slammed up into him, chasing his own orgasm while drawing out Akio’s. He held on tight, groaning when Lucas stilled, fingers flexing against his skin.

He dropped his forehead against Lucas’, their breathing labored as they came down from that incredible high they’d shared.

“I get to call you my boyfriend, right?” he asked before he could think better of it. They hadn’t actually talked about it, and he realized he’d just assumed.

Lucas snapped his eyes open, something deliciously possessive swirling in those green depths.

“Yes.”

Akio nodded, heat filling his cheeks. “Good.”

The smile spreading on Lucas’ lips was downright dirty and Akio let out a startled yelp when he was unceremoniously dropped onto his back on the couch, Lucas on top of him, the man’s lips on his in a kiss that had his toes curling. He figured that meant Lucas liked being called his boyfriend. He liked it, too. A lot.