Disclaimer: I do not own Akito or Jefferey. They are two great characters that belong to friends of mine.

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Jefferey stared out of the window of his office. His face showed utter calmness, though his thoughts were racing.

'Why would he want me to do that?'

'Is this some sort of sick joke?'

'Do I want to risk going up to the Alter again?'

The last question answered it for him. Standing up silently, he walked across the office to the small table with a lamp and a file on it. He picked up the file and opened it, revealing a picture of a boy. He had stunning blue eyes and dyed pink hair.

"I am going to regret this..." Jefferey muttered to himself.

"R-regret what, sir?" a hesitant voice asked. Jefferey looked up slowly, only to see the worker who had gotten his name printed wrong.

"I am going to regret giving you a chance to fix your mistake," Jefferey answered smoothly. "I should just set an example of you right now... but I'm in a good mood."

'Good mood... right... I haven't been in a good mood since -he- found me nine years ago...'

"Y-yes sir!" the man said quickly, and hurried out of the room. Jefferey sneered, and then looked back down at the file. He leafed through a few pages, trying to find some information that would be more suitable for this... operation.

Finding none, he went back to his desk and read the slip of paper. He stared transfixed at the last four words.

Toy with his mind.

"Damn it..." Jefferey hissed to himself. "Why, of all things, did it have to be this?" He didn't complain anymore though. He walked over to a cupboard and opened it. Taking a bag from within, he opened it and placed in a few items to help him get over the disgust of what he was going to do, and slung it over his shoulder carelessly. He refrained from slamming the cupboard shut, and left his office as calmly as possible.

"Hello Mr. Talons," his secretary said in a happy chirp that Jefferey found annoying. "Is there anything you would like?"

"Get my car out front in fifteen minutes," Jefferey answered mutely.

"But you don't hav-"

"Didn't I tell you to make sure that I had a car to get out in front?" Jefferey said, never raising his voice. He looked up at her though, and his eyes made shivers go down his spine. Deep and angry, like a raging ocean storm.

"Yes Mr. Talons sir," she picked up the phone right away, dialing a few numbers as quick as possible, glancing up at Jefferey now and then and trying not to shudder more. After a few minutes of talking, she hung up and smiled up at him. "Your new jaguar is waiting for you now Mr. Talons." Jefferey allowed his face to be removed of all emotion to at least show her that he wasn't angry, and turned and left.

'Jaguar? Where did she get a jaguar from?'

He pushed the button for the elevator and waited patiently for it to come up.

'Better yet, who did she get a jaguar from?'

A bell rang softly as the doors opened, and Jefferey stepped in. There was one other young man in there, but he ignored him, and leaned against the railing, closing his eyes and waiting for them to get to the ground floor.

They got there shortly, and he pushed himself up, using the momentum to get him going. He made it outside in a short amount of time, only to see a young man standing nervously by a sleek black jaguar.

"Mr. Talons, sir?" he said, looking up at him. "Um... here are your keys sir..." Jefferey didn't say a word as he took the keys and got into the car. He could see the young man bite his lip as he watched Jefferey get into his car, and grinned. Taking his time to rev up the engine, he sat back, getting comfortable.

It was a nice car.

Pressing down on the gas, he left quickly. He probably ran about three red lights before he even started to slow down. By then, he was about half way to his destination.

"I forgot how nice it is to be behind the wheel..." he mused to himself. "The freedom of the road..."

He would of put some classical music on to listen to for the rest of the trip, but he needed to think.

'How am I going to achieve this? He's already scared of me... he probably won't even let me into his apartment...'

He sighed.

"Guess I'll have to use 'gentle persuasion'..."

The rest of the trip he stayed silent. He didn't dare think any more about what was coming up. Instead, he concentrated on the driving. He wouldn't know when the next time he got to drive was...

He almost glared at the old, worn down building when he got to it. Almost.

Parking beside it, he got out of the car, not bothering to lock the doors. If it got stolen, he could track down who ever stole it if he wanted to. If he didn't, it wasn't even his car to begin with.

He could always get his secretary to get him a new one.

Entering the cold apartment, he searched with his eyes until he found the stairs, and pushed the door open. He looked at the rusty metal steps for a moment, before climbing them. He counted each floor as he went.

'One.'

He readjusted his shirt slightly, so that it lay smooth on his chest...

'Two.'

He undid the first two buttons, revealing a teasing amount of skin...

'Three.'

He mentally went through everything he knew about him...

'Four.'

Made a list of what would work if he wanted to get into his apartment...

'Five.'

Crossed off the longest and hardest ones on the list...

'Six.'

And finally, came to his conclusion...

'Seven.'

Stopping at the seventh floor, he looked back at the stairs. They looked so inviting... he could just run off and not do it.

But they would find him... and make him face the Alter again...

He continued on as if nothing had happened, pushing the door open and walking down the hall. When he found his door, he leaned on the frame casually, closed his eyes, and thought for a minute.

'Will it work?'

'It has to work...'

'Of course it will work!'

"What if it doesn't work?" he asked aloud. He didn't answer, and knocked. There was some shuffling around from inside, and the door opened to reveal Akito...

Startling, indigo rimmed blue eyes stared out at him, surprised that he was there. He tilted his head to the side cutely, his natural black hair falling into his eyes and he frowned slightly, causing his lower lip to pout in an adorable way.

"What are you doing here?" he asked. He looked tired and stiff, as if from sitting at the computer all day. "Didn't come to try and take me away, did you?"

"No," Jefferey answered, looking at his eyes through his lashes. "I came to see you... is that such a crime 'Kito-Kun?" Akito flinched, his entire body stiffening up more then before.

"-Never- call me that..." Akito said after a moment.

"Fine..." Jefferey took a step forwards, and Akito retreated a few steps back into the apartment. "How about... Ki-Ku?"

"Ki-Ku?" Akito laughed at that. "Aren't you supposed to be the creepy stalker?"

"I don't always have to be that..." Jefferey let a feral grin slowly creep onto his face as he shut the door, never looking away from Akito. Akito started to fidget.

"What do you want?" he asked in a small voice, almost scared. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"What do you think I want?" Jefferey asked casually, leaning against the door. "Because there are just so many things that I want, you have to be a little more specific..."

"What do you want with me?" Akito glanced up at his computer screen, which turned black as the screen saver came on, and then looked up at Jefferey. He seemed to gain some courage, and stepped up to the taller, older man.

"What do you think I want with you?" Jefferey asked huskily, leaning forwards slightly. They were only maybe an arm's lengths away now, and Jefferey could see the frightened, fidgety Akito hide behind a mask of indifference.

"We could play at this all day," Akito closed his eyes, looking down slightly as he crossed his arms. "Or you could just leave. I think I would prefer-"

Jefferey cut him off by stepping closer to him and placing a finger on his lip. Akito looked up at him shocked. Jefferey only grinned his feral grin again, and cupped his cheek.

"What do you think I want with you?" Jefferey repeated.

"Leave." Akito answered. "There is no way in he-" Jefferey stopped him again by kissing him. Akito stood there, frozen to the spot for a moment, before pushing away and stepping back.

"What the hell are you trying to do!" Akito glared at him in shock and anger.

'This is only a job...' Jefferey kept telling himself. 'Get it over with, and everything will be alright...'

"Why, my little Ki-Ku..." Jefferey walked towards Akito slowly. Every step forwards he took, Akito took one back.

Step forwards.

Step back.

Step forwards.

Wall.

"Am I not allowed to kiss you?" Jefferey asked, coming closer still. Akito started side stepping on the wall until he had backed himself into a corner. "Because frankly, it seems that I'm your only escape right now..."

He let the bag slip off of his shoulder, and leaned both of his hands on either side of Akito's face, staying at arms length for the moment.

"Hell no your not allowed to kiss me!" Akito kept looking around the room, as if there might have been something there to help him get away.

"Only your ex-lover, Haru, can then?" Jefferey asked, quirking an eyebrow. Akito didn't answer, and continued to look around the room. "Well then... you've been missing a lot if you've only been with him..."

"Are you trying to say that there is something wrong with Haru-Chan?" Akito looked up, glaring at Jefferey.

"I'm saying there are more fish in the sea," Jefferey started to lean forwards.

"I don't like fish..."

"You'll like me..." Jefferey muttered, before kissing him again. Akito squirmed underneath him, trying to get away, but one of Jefferey's hands lifted Akito's above his head, holding them there by the wrists. He pressed his knee in-between Akito's legs and pushed him up the wall slightly, allowing Jefferey better access.

After failing to retrieve entrance to Akito's mouth, Jefferey started kissing his way down his neck. Akito whimpered a little, still weakly fighting back.

"Hush now, Ki-Ku..." Jefferey murmured against his neck. "It will be alright..." he bit down hard for a moment, almost smirking when Akito whimpered again, trying to bit back a small scream. He started to lick and kiss at the new mark there, taking both of Akito's hands into one of his own and letting his other one drop down to the small boy's chest.

"St-stop..." Akito said weakly.

"Why?" Jefferey asked, lifting his head slowly so that his nose ran up the length of Akito's neck, across his cheek, and to the tip of his nose. Nose- to-nose, Jefferey stood there; looking into Akito's heavily lidded eyes. "You seem to be enjoying it."

"I am not!" Akito's eyes opened more, and Jefferey's hand dropped, seeking the bottom of the boy's form fitting shirt.

"Keep telling yourself that Ki-Ku..." Jefferey whispered, leaning forwards so that his lips brushed against his ear. He ran his tongue over the pinna for a moment, before speaking again. "And you might start believing it... won't stop me making you beg for more..."

"I-I d-don't beg..." Akito stammered out as Jefferey started kissing and nipping down his jawline. "I-" Jefferey didn't let him finish, and used the opportunity to snake his tongue into Akito's mouth. Akito froze, but then his eyes slipped close, and he submitted to the torture.

After a few minutes, the desire for air brought them both up, and Jefferey continued down Akito's neck.

"Harusei..."

Jefferey froze, and frowned. He stepped away from Akito, and looked at him. Akito protested at the loss of contact, and slowly started to open his eyes. Realization that he actually did enjoy that kiss slowly struck him, and he started turning red.

"Come pet..." Jefferey whispered, taking Akito by both wrists. "Lets wash the bad thoughts about the bad man out of your head..."

"You're the bad man," Akito glared at him.

"You did enjoy me being bad," Jefferey shot back smugly. He led Akito to the bathroom, and stood him there. Akito fidgeted again, looking around the room nervously.

What could possibly happen here?

Why wasn't he trying harder to get Jefferey out?

"Leave..." Akito looked to the floor.

"I don't think you want me to," Jefferey placed both of his hands on Akito's waist, and lifted him up onto the side of the tub. "In fact, I think you want me to stay and screw you right now..."

Akito blushed, and tried to get away, but Jefferey wouldn't let him move.

"Stay put, pet," Jefferey whispered against his chest as he started to unzip Akito's shirt. "We don't want you running away now, do we Ki-Ku?"

Akito stopped moving, and tried to stop the blush on his face to save him at least a little dignity.

"Good boy..." Jefferey placed a loving kiss in the hallow of Akito's neck, and finished with the shirt. He didn't slid it off of the boys slim shoulders, instead letting his hands play over the pale skin. He could easily see Akito's rips, and let his fingers play over them, counting them one by one.

Akito shivered.

"Please leave?" Akito murmured. He stepped backwards into the tub, almost out of reach from Jefferey.

"Tut, tut... bad Ki-Ku..." Jefferey shook his head. "And just when you were being good too..."

He reached forwards, causing Akito to shrink back. Jefferey grinned yet again, and let his fingers trace lightly over the button on his jeans. Akito blushed again, and tried not to look at Jefferey.

"Come here pet..." he said, slipping his fingers into the jeans and pulling forwards roughly. The motion sent Akito colliding into Jefferey's chest. Akito froze for a minute, and then slowly looked up. "Mmm... Good Ki-Ku... I'll give you a treat if you're good..."

"I'm not a dog," Akito said, trying to gain back at least a little dignity.

"You act like one," Jefferey said simply. His hands traveled up Akito's back, gilding over the tense muscles.

"Let me go..." Akito hissed, trying to get away again.

"Do you want me to let you go?" Jefferey countered.

Akito didn't answer.

"Mmm... What should I do with you, pet...?" Jefferey asked as his fingers started to search out each of the knots in Akito's back. Akito groaned and tilted his head back slightly, enjoying the luxury. "What should I do with you?"

His hands left Akito's back and traveled up his chest, causing the boy to groan again. Jefferey ignored it and slid the shirt off of his shoulders, making sure to grab hold of it before it touched the ground.

He let his hands travel down Akito's arms and to his wrists, and then brought them up over the boy's head. Placing them both on the bar, he tied each of them with the shirt, wrapped the shirt around the bar, and then tied them all together.

"That would keep you from getting away my little Ki-Ku..." Jefferey whispered, hands travelling back to seek out Akito's tense muscles. "My pet..."

"I-I'm not y-your pet..." Akito fought back, breathe hitching in his throat as Jefferey started to lick at his neck again.

"Of course you aren't... pet..." Jefferey murmured.

"I am not your pet..." Akito seemed to be telling himself more then Jefferey. Jefferey smirked against Akito's skin, and let the boy ramble on.

'After all... the sooner this is done with, the sooner I may leave and scrub myself clean of his essence...'

"You are going to leave..." Akito continued. "My life with go back to normal... there is not a majorly hot guy here trying to screw me..."

"Screw is such a harsh term..." Jefferey pulled himself up, stopping his torments to Akito. "But yes, there is a majorly hot guy here that -is- going to screw you."

Akito's eyes widened in shock.

"Wha-what are you talking about?" Akito said nervously. "I never said anything at all!"

"Of course you didn't, pet..." Jefferey shook his head lightly. He pulled out his ponytail, letting his raven locks fall around his face, and tossing the tie to the side. "Of course you didn't... now... what do you propose we do next, Ki-Ku?"

"You can leave," Akito offered. "And leave me the hell alo-" Jefferey kissed Akito again, causing the boy to moan and try to lean closer to him. Jefferey's hands continued to massage Akito's back, pulling the boy to his chest again.

After a minute, Jefferey pulled away slowly, drawing Akito's lower lip into his mouth as he did so. He didn't fail to notice the now visible bulge pushing against his hip, and smirked.

He took a step back.

"If you want me to leave so badly, then I will," Jefferey said simply. He reached forwards and turned on the shower. He made sure the water was lukewarm and spraying on Akito's now neglected back, and started to leave. "Ta ta."

"No wait!" Akito shouted out quickly. Jefferey paused and looked back at him. Akito was glowing red. "Um... good riddance!"

Jefferey grinned his feral grin, and left, closing the door behind him. He went and lounged on Akito's bed, closing his eyes as he thought about the next step to take. He could still hear the water running, and the slight sound of struggle as Akito tried to get out of the bounds.

Jefferey tried not to think that it wasn't entirely disgusting when he kissed Akito... not that bad actually...

Pushing those thoughts from his mind, he almost slapped himself. He was just here to mess with Akito's head, and then he could leave. If he got Akito to be attracted to him, it would only make it that much easier in the end...

He stayed there for countless minutes, listening intently to the constant spraying of water and the failing attempts of one trying to free themselves.

"Cold!" Jefferey heard after awhile. "Cold! Cold! Cold!" he guessed that the hot water supply had shut off by then. Standing up, he took his time unbuttoning his shirt. He left the last two buttons still done up and walked back to the bathroom door. Opening it, there was water all over the place. Stepping in, there was Akito, now soaking wet and still trying to get himself free.

"Need help?" Jefferey asked. Akito's head snapped up. Jefferey closed the door again, and walked up to him. He shut the water off now, and then looked the soaking bow up and down.

His jeans were dark from the water, and clung to him, and his pale torso was slick. His hair was drenched, dripping water onto his shoulders and hiding his eyes.

Akito shook his head violently, trying to rid it of water. Crystalline droplets spread across the room, and Jefferey looked at Akito, amused.

"I thought you said you weren't a dog..." Jefferey almost purred, reaching forwards to stroke Akito's face. Akito blushed madly.

"I-I'm not," Akito answered after a moment.

"Well, my pet... stop acting like one then..." Jefferey cupped Akito's face in his hands, and dragged him forwards to kiss him again. Akito didn't react, torn between submitting and struggling to get free. After a few moments, he submitted.

Jefferey growled, and pulled away.

"At least give me a little bit of fun, pet..." Jefferey stepped into the tub carefully, getting behind Akito. Hands lazily stoking Akito's stomach, his lips started to attack Akito's exposed back. Akito arched against the touch.

"Go... away..." Akito whimpered.

"I did," Jefferey said simply between kisses. "And now I'm back... aren't you having fun?"

"No-oh..." Akito moaned and squirmed as Jefferey found a more sensitive spot at the back of his neck. He stayed there for a moment, before pulling back to admire the tattoo in between the boy's shoulder blades. It was of a black and silver dragon curled around a yin-yang. He traced it with his fingers, barely touching the skin.

"When did you get this?" Jefferey asked, though he already knew when he got it.

"Haru-chan got it for me..." Akito answered, tilting his head back slightly. "He liked it..."

Jefferey didn't know why, but it really bothered him to hear Akito speaking about Haru...

"Lets make you forget about the boy now, shall we?" Jefferey asked, placing a kiss on the tattoo, before pulling away again. As one hand went up to massage the muscles in Akito's neck and shoulders, the other one toyed with the button on his jeans.

"Please..." Akito begged.

"Please what?" Jefferey asked, kissing the other side of his neck.

"Please... either get it over with or leave now..."

"Patience is a virtue..."

"Screw patience..."

"No, I'm screwing you..."

"You know what I meant!"

"Did I?" Jefferey undid the button of the jeans, and fiddled with the zipper, zipping it up and down. "You've really got to start portraying your messages clearly Ki-Ku, or else someone might think they you want then to fuck you senseless or something..."

"Sorry, I thought it would be safe since you are only attracted to females," even Jefferey couldn't tell if Akito really meant that or if it was just sarcasm.

'I am only attracted to women... doesn't mean that I have to stop doing this...'

"I lied..." Jefferey muttered. He slipped his hand down Akito's jeans, just shy of slipping into his boxers. Akito arched his back, leaning onto Jefferey. "Now... tell me exactly what your 'signals' said... maybe I'll do ask you ask..." he bit down on Akito's neck again, and then started to greedily suck on it. It would leave a nice, red mark.

Akito only moaned, and thrashed against the bindings. Jefferey smirked and rested his chin on Akito's neck.

"Like that?" he purred. Akito moaned again as Jefferey rubbed his erection, eyes slipping shut. "Come on, my pet... amuse me..." Jefferey withdrew his hand and Akito let out a long, throaty groan.

Jefferey enjoyed that...

Toying with Akito's mind was better then he had supposed...

"S-st-stop teasing..." Akito muttered, as Jefferey's hands started playing on his chest again.

"Fine then... I'll just leave..." Jefferey eliminated all contact between them, stepping back and leaning against the tiles.

"No!" Akito started thrashing again, trying to pull out of his bindings.

"Then I should stay?" Akito calmed down a little.

"N-no?" Akito answered hesitantly.

"Then what shall I do?" Jefferey asked. He stepped out of the tub again, going back into Akito's line of sight. "Make up your mind pet..." Jefferey leaned against the sink, looking at Akito. Akito opened his mouth to answer, but couldn't find one.

Jefferey smirked.

"Do close your mouth... it's not very becoming of you..." Akito complied, and looked down. Jefferey took a step forwards, catching Akito in a kiss as his hands worked to take off Akito's pants.

Akito moaned, and stepped back up onto the edge of the tub, responding back to the kiss this time. Akito's jeans fell to the floor, leaving him there in only his boxers.

"Patience Ki-Ku..." Jefferey mumbled against his lips.

"I have a hot, almost shirtless man in front of me!" Akito almost yelled. "Would you be patient if you were me?"

"Hot?" Jefferey raised an eyebrow. Akito blushed, and mumbled something. "What was that?"

"Just because your my enemy doesn't mean I'm blind..." Akito repeated.

"Well... let's just see how patient you can be, pet..." Jefferey's hand started to slip down Akito's waist again.

"I'm not your pet..." Akito whimpered, trying to gain the upper hand. Jefferey pushed Akito backwards, causing him to fall and put pressure on his wrists, almost making them pop out of joint. "Shit! What was that for!"

"Quiet, pet..." Jefferey said simply. He reached up and lightly toyed with the bindings, but didn't removed them. Letting his hands travel down Akito's arms, he started back down past his waist. Akito squirmed and murmured incoherent things, but stayed silent. "Good boy..."

He raised his hand up the leg of the boxers. He soon found out that if he glided his fingers over Akito's inner thigh lightly, he would let out a low moan. He also found out that he loved the sound of that moan...

He repeated the action, and it numbly registered in his mind that he was getting aroused. He ignored it, and repeated the action again, before seizing the member. Akito let out a strangled cry, which Jefferey soon swallowed up.

Akito's senses were going crazy. The rough strokes were sending him his mind over the edge as the passionate and demanding kiss made him want to swoon. Soon, they both had to breathe for a moment.

But that moment was long enough...

"Harusei..." Akito moaned.

Jefferey stopped, blood running cold.

He wanted to slap Akito for saying Haru's name...

How DARE he say Haru's name!

Then it clicked in.

He had been enjoying that too...

He stepped back from Akito, who looked up at him almost pleadingly. His eyes were glazed over as he looked up at Jefferey.

'I've toyed with his mind enough...' Jefferey thought. 'More then enough... I... I can go now...' Jefferey didn't say a word as he started to leave. He stopped though.

He just... couldn't. Instead, he went up to Akito, and slapped him.

Akito's cheek was stained red, even through the blush still there. The handprint was painfully visible, and Jefferey felt a sick pleasure from it. Tears came to Akito's eyes and his bottom lip was formed into that adorable pout again.

Jefferey growled again, and caught his lips in a searing kiss.

"Never." He mumbled in-between. He gripped onto Akito's arms until his knuckles turned white and pinpricks of blood started to show. "Ever." Dropping his right hand onto Akito's back, he scratched all the way down to his waist. "Say." Then he followed with the left. "His." He gripped Akito's ass, grinding their hips together. "Name." Then he let go of him, backed up again.

Akito looked up at him, his breathing irregular, tears prickling at his eyes, and looking absolutely vulnerable...

"S-sorry..." Akito looked at the ground. Jefferey watched the droplets of water fall from his hair, obscuring his beautiful indigo rimmed eyes from his view...

'Beautiful? Since when did I think anything was beautiful after -he- found me nine years ago?'

"What do you think I want with you?" Jefferey said huskily, stepping forwards to whisper it in Akito's ear. He reached up, untying his wrists from the bar and lowering them to place a soft kiss on each one.

"T-to screw me and th-then leave me..." Akito muttered, not looking at him.

Jefferey yanked Akito forwards so that he tripped over the edge of the tub, falling into his chest. He trapped him there; crushing his lips down onto the smaller boy's as he tried to tell himself that he was just doing his job.

He pulled Akito out of the bathroom with him, never once breaking the kiss.

He finally broke the kiss when they were in the middle of the room.

"Sit pet..." Jefferey commanded. Akito took a step back, hit legs hitting the bed. He sat down on the edge of it, looking up at Jefferey. "Bad Ki- Ku... no pets on the bed..." Akito bit his lip, and slid down onto the floor, resting his back against the bed.

Jefferey grinned his feral grin, and walked around the room. He found some spare computer wire, and looked at it for a moment. Glancing back at Akito, he picked it up.

"Tut, tut..." he shook his head. "Ki-Ku has been a bad boy..." he crouched down onto the balls of his feet, and wrapped the wire around Akito's neck loosely. Akito gripped at it for a moment. "Calm down pet..." Jefferey whispered, taking the ends of the wire and crisscrossing them before he tied it to the end of the bed.

Jefferey let his hands comb through Akito's still wet hair, fall down his face, and finally, after many impatient minutes, on Akito's waist. Jefferey's thumbs hooked under the elastic and pulled them down, and Akito aided by lifting his hips.

"Good boy..." Jefferey mumbled. He leaned forwards, and kissed Akito again as he started to roughly stroke his erection. Akito brought his hands up and pulled Jefferey closer. Jefferey just growled, swatted away the hands, and continued his mix-matched torture. Akito settled with resting his hands on Jefferey's shoulders.

The gentle, almost loving kiss really -was- was making him swoon, combined with the rough strokes made him cum quickly into Jefferey's hand.

Akito sighed into the kiss, relaxing against the bed. Jefferey slowly stopped kissing him, and pulled away.

"My job here is done..." Jefferey said simply. He stood up, and looked at his hand. "Great... now I have to shower."

Akito looked up at him, barely believing his ears.

"Job?" Akito squeaked. "You did all that because of a job?"

"Why else would I?" Jefferey asked. "Have fun, pet." Jefferey turned to leave.

"...Jefferey..."

Jefferey stopped, and looked at Akito, sitting there, misty-eyes and disbelieving.

"After all that... you're just... leaving?" Akito's voice was tiny.

"You knew what I came here to do," Jefferey turned to look at him, leaning against the door. "Just to screw you and leave."

"You didn't even screw me!"

"Disappointed?" Jefferey raised an eyebrow. Akito didn't answer, a light blush covering his features as he looked down. "Well... I hope Miss Montave is as... eager as you."

"Stay away from her," Akito glared slightly, but didn't look up.

"Jealous?"

Akito didn't answer.

Jefferey turned to leave, but stop when Akito spoke again.

"Why did you slap me?" he asked. Jefferey didn't look at him.

He had slapped Akito because he had said Haru's name... he wanted Akito to say HIS name like that, not 'Harusei'...

Jefferey blinked, but didn't answer for a moment.

"You deserved it," Jefferey finally said.

"Because I said his name?" Jefferey could feel the hurt on Akito's voice. "Because I said 'Harusei'?"

He froze when he heard that.

He hated that...

Every damn time he said it...

Turning around, he stormed up to Akito, and slapped him again. Akito's face collided into the bed, and he choked back a sob.

Jefferey sat down so he was straddling Akito's hip, and forced the boy to look at him. He glared into the indigo rimmed eyes for a moment, before placing another crushing kiss to his lips.

Akito reached up to pull him closer, but Jefferey took his hands and put them against the bedpost. Holding them there with one hand, he undid his belt with the other and pulled it off. The end of it whacked Akito lightly, and he looped it around the bedpost and Akito's hands.

He pulled harshly until Akito had to bite his lip to stop from screaming.

Looking down at Akito, Jefferey breathed heavily for a moment, before pushing his bangs behind his ear. Then he leaned down, capturing his lips one more time as he undid the last buttons on his shirt and then started to fumble with his jeans.

Akito moaned, trying to arch up into him without choking himself or hurting his wrists anymore then they already were.

Finally free of all physical boundaries, Jefferey pushed himself into Akito.

Akito screamed, but Jefferey swallowed it up quickly. He refrained himself from moving, slowly massaging the muscles on Akito's back. After a few moments, Akito's hips started moving, trying to drag Jefferey farther into him.

Jefferey complied, by pulling out and pounding back in as hard as he could.

Akito was seeing stars. He trashed against his bindings, not caring about the marks that he was going to get. He wrapped his long, creamy legs around Jefferey's waist, trying to pull the muscular man even farther in.

Jefferey just wanted to hear those throaty moans again. Each time Akito moaned, he felt himself slip deeper and deeper towards release...

He changed his angle slightly, hitting the 'sweet spot' inside of Akito. Akito's moans grew more erotic and demanding.

Jefferey felt Akito tighten around him as he cummed for the second time, and that through him over the edge. Collapsing on to the boy, he relaxed.

He enjoyed this...

Just sitting there...

With Akito...

'What the hell?' Jefferey blinked a few times, and then pulled out of Akito. Standing up, he looked at the younger boy, and glared. Akito groaned at the loss of Jefferey, and started to squirm again.

Jefferey tried to ignore it, and put his clothes back on.

"...Jefferey."

He finished doing up his shirt, and searched for his bag. Grabbing it, he slung it back over his shoulder, and headed for the door.

"...Jefferey?"

He opened the door, and didn't stop to even close it as he went to the stair well.

"Jefferey!"

The stair well door closed shut behind him.

'Shit... what the hell did I do?'