Epilogue

Six months later.

I race down the stairs of IS-Halls, the keys to my Honda Cbr dangling from my fingers. I chose the sports bike when we finally got around to picking me that company vehicle I was promised, and I couldn't be happier with my choice. I've always wanted a badass motorcycle, and not only do I have one now, but I get to drive Chai around on it sometimes.

I spot Naomi in the lounge, sitting upside down on the old couch. Her legs hang off the backrest while she plays on her phone.

"Hey! See you at the office tomorrow?" I call out, a smile already stretching my face.

She turns her head my way. "Yep. I'm shadowing Rina, so I'll be there in the morning. You and Chai gonna be around?"

I told Chai about her circumstances and how good she is at what she does, so after running it by his father, he hired her. It's a trial period like mine was, but once she passes that, he will arrange for her studies to be converted to remote so she can graduate without having to go back to the US and deal with her awful family.

"Got a meeting with those guys from Fukuoka. It seems they added an extra venue, so we need to sort out the security for it."

She chuckles. "Bet Aran's loving the last-minute change."

I shake my head, joining in with a laugh as I put on my shoes. "Keep away from him tomorrow unless you want to be scolded. Catch you later!"

Outside, I jog over to where I've parked the bike, its sleek black-orange form gleaming under the sun. A few cherry blossoms have fallen on the seat, their soft pink petals contrasting the darker colors. Chai told me not to expect the cherries until later, but the weather has been on the warmer side, so they've already started blooming.

I sweep the flowers off and get on the bike. My helmet and jacket match its colors, and so does the motorcycle suit I have. I'm not wearing it today since I'm only riding over to Chai's, but when I do, it drives him crazy with how sexy it looks on me.

I don't blame him. He has his own suit—and bike too—and I find it very hard to keep it in my pants when he's wearing it.

Half an hour later, I pull in front of the skyscraper where he lives. I'm on a first name basis with the receptionist and security by now, and so they let me up without even bothering to ring Chai's apartment. After a short elevator ride during which I make use of the mirror to tame my unruly blond curls, I'm ringing his doorbell. When he opens, my jaw hits the floor .

"Why are you half-naked?" I ask, letting my eyes roam his body clad only in a low-waisted towel. "Not that I am complaining."

I run my fingers along the curve of his shoulder, tracing the swirly part of his impressive tattoo. I want to get one as well, something to match his, but I haven't told him yet. My birthday is coming up in May and he's been bugging me to tell him what I want, so I might bring it up next time he asks.

"I just took a shower. My meeting in the morning finished early, so I stopped by the gym." He makes space so I can go inside, the door closing behind me.

I hum appreciatively, following the shape of his pec until his pierced nipple is between my fingers. His mouth arches up slowly as I get hold of the other one and start rubbing them roughly. He got them done in November and I am obsessed with how much more prominent they are now. You can't always see them because of the type of suits he wears, but if he's in one of his tight shirts or a tee, his nipples are very easy to spot.

Twisting them a little harder causes his eyes to flutter closed for a moment. His lips part on a sharper inhale.

"You like that?" I tease, pulling on them.

He smiles, brown eyes darkening. "You know that I do."

I bend down and capture the left one with my mouth, licking and sucking on it. "I do." Pinning him against the wall, I make my way to his dick with my free hand. "I also know you like to feel sexy when we go out."

He arches his back when I make contact with the velvety skin of his already half-hard cock. My own is begging in my pants for attention, but I ignore it, knowing that the wait would be totally worth it .

"And whose fault is that?" he challenges in a low voice that raises the hairs on my neck.

I look up and meet his gaze, contentment surging outward from my chest where my heart is frantically beating. "Mine."

He cradles my head and pulls me up, capturing my lips. I open pliantly, loving the ravenous enthusiasm with which he pushes his tongue inside my mouth. I taste coffee and that woodsy undertone that's his own taste, the combination intoxicating. Our kiss deepens soon enough, my erection begging to be freed. I press my hips into his and roll them just a tiny bit so I can get some delicious friction. The motions cause his towel to loosen and it slides to the floor, pooling around his ankles.

I break the kiss and pull back, drinking him in. His beautiful face is flushed, his eyes swimming with want. His sculpted body is a feast calling out to me.

"Damn, why are you so sexy?" I mutter, not able to get enough of looking at him.

He pushes his legs out a bit and gives his leaking cock a firm stroke. "I could call Phat and cancel."

As much as that sounds like the best idea ever right now, I shake my head. It's been extremely difficult to coordinate something with his pilot friend after bailing on that dinner in Bangkok, so I wouldn't want to get in the way of their catch up. Rounding up Goro's associates who'd been instructed to run his drug ring in his absence had me and Chai busy last time Phat was in Japan, but at least that's mostly sorted now. A few small fries are still on the run, but Goro's plan to do dirty business behind everyone's back was completely and utterly foiled.

I don't even know what he was thinking, considering Chai was onto him pretty much from the get-go. I suppose the lucrative offer the Thai Minister and those asshats from New York had put forward was too irresistible for his greedy brain, but did he really think he could take down Daichi and Chai if he failed to convince them to agree?

Honestly, I'm baffled at the whole thing. It's not like he was poor. All of the Akiyama lieutenants are very well compensated for the work they do, but then again, it's said that human greed knows no bounds.

"Nah. It took six months for your schedules to align. I'm not going to let my horny dick ruin it for you."

Chai gives me a thoughtful look. "I remember you saying something about doing it in front of an audience… I could cancel the reservation and invite him over."

It's on my list of erotic fantasies, he's right. But not today. "Nah. I've got a better idea. Besides, I'm still not over what happened when your old man told the gang about us. It was honestly embarrassing, even for me."

Shaking his head, Chai shoots me an affectionate smile. "Next time don't threaten my dad that you'd expose his Hello Kitty obsession?"

"Yes, yes. I learned my lesson. Now come with me."

I drag Chai to the bedroom and sit him on the bed. He complies and watches me rummage through his clothes, picking what I want him to wear. That's another thing I discovered I'm into—I like to tell him what to wear sometimes, and likewise, I enjoy when he picks stuff for me.

Five minutes later, I find what I'm looking for. I dump the pile of clothes next to him, along with the extra accessory he's to wear today. His eyes zero in on it with laser-sight intensity.

"I take it you approve?" I say, palming myself through my clothes .

He nods, licking his lips. "As long as you aren't just teasing me like last time."

I wince. Ouch . That was a low blow, but also totally justified. Last time I had him wear something under his clothes I ended up too turned on and begged him to fuck me. Shameless of me, I know, but what can I say? I really like how his dick feels in my ass.

I've gotten very skilled at riding him too, and often I can make him come before I finish. We've been trying different things and I've discovered that he is indeed an amazing dirty talker. Oh, and I've yet to rail him with my thick cock despite my threatening promises every time he makes a mess of me in bed. But today is the day.

"On your fours and give me your ass," I command, my voice coming out hoarse.

He trembles and does as told, lifting his ass and spreading his legs. His balls hang heavy and tempting, so I give them a rub before I focus my attention on his hole. He loves me fingering him, but he goes absolutely crazy when I eat him out, so I start with that.

Spreading his ass with my hands, I nuzzle around his hole, licking the rim until it's nice and wet and I can dip the tip of my tongue past it. I feel his muscles flex and tense when I do it, telling me how much he wants it. I don't intend to rush though; making him whine and beg me for it is part of the fun.

I add a finger to my ministrations, keeping the pressure light but there. I'm still not breaching him and before long he starts to complain, whimpering and grunting and hissing for me to stop teasing him.

"C'mon, Chai, I know you like it when I don't give you what you want immediately," I coo, grazing my teeth along his right ass cheek .

"At this point we won't have time for you to give me anything," he barks back, a hint of frustration intermixing with the lust in his voice. "We need to leave in ten minutes, or we'll be late."

I glance at the digital clock in the left corner of the mirror mounted along the door of his walk-in closet, realizing he's right. I got carried away and forgot the time. It's totally his fault.

Humming in agreement, I plunge my tongue inside him without warning, making him gasp and cry out. I love the taste of him and the noises he makes, the way his thighs tremble and his abs tighten. I can make him come just from this without touching his dick, but we really don't have time for it, so after a couple more licks, I pull away from his ass. Grabbing the lube, I pour a generous amount over his hole and use my fingers to spread it. I repeat the same with the beaded butt plug I'm about to insert. This one is a medium size, about the same circumference as two of my fingers. We tried it for the first time the other day and he liked it, saying he could feel it more compared to the one with the smooth surface that we've been playing with. It also has a vibrator inside it.

Slowly, I insert the toy, twisting it so he can feel it better. He moans when the second, fatter beaded section slides past his hole and then moans again with the third and the fourth. The end of the toy is like an anchor, so I position it with one edge following the curve of his crease and the other one sitting at the base of his balls. When he walks, he will surely feel it brushing against him.

I step off the bed and appreciate the view. He's beautiful in an obscene kind of way that fires up that animalistic need to claim him in my brain. Shoving my cock in him and making him scream is all I can think about as he starts getting dressed, but I push the urge down as best as I can, talking myself into behaving because the reward will be worth it.

Chai puts on the dark blue thong I picked for him, the front pocket barely containing his hard dick. I went for the gray slacks that hug his form, which means that when I grab his ass and spread it, I can see the outline of the toy. His shirt is a simple white with golden seams, but since I'm not having him wear a vest, I can spy on his pierced nipples. I'm pretty sure others will be able to as well, but that's part of what makes it so sexy.

We stand before his mirror as he adjusts his belt and slicks his hair back, giving it that K-pop finish. Mine is still as messy as it was earlier, but since that just-out-of-bed look isn't bad on me, I don't bother to trying to tame it.

Planting myself behind Chai, I slide my hand down his spine and then ass, pressing on the toy. "Should I turn it on for you?" I whisper in his ear, nipping the curve with my teeth.

"I'm not sure that's a good idea," he says, pushing against me. The slight arch the movement causes in his back stretches the fabric of his shirt, giving me an unobstructed view of his prominent nipples.

"Shit, look at them." I flick one, satisfaction flooding me at how hard it actually is. "I think I'm starting to reconsider meeting your friend, after all."

He swats my hand away playfully and gives me a quick peck on the lips. "It's too late now. Let's go."

And so we do, meeting his friend at a luxurious restaurant with a view of Nagoya Tower from its rooftop garden. I can't concentrate at all on the conversation, nodding and humming in agreement and trying not to give away my boner. Chai is a little flustered himself, but a lot better at hiding it than me, though that changes when we move on to the club once we are done with dinner.

His glances become even sexier, the way he pulls on his bottom lip and runs his tongue over it driving me crazy. I join him on the dance floor and press my front to his back, letting him feel my erection as we grind against each other. Keeping my hands on his waist, I guide our movements, kissing my way up his neck and jaw.

"Where is your friend?" I ask, smiling at the way he shivers when I roll my hips.

He points to the crowd ahead. "There, somewhere. I think he found someone for the night."

I squint and search the faces until I locate him. He's making out with a woman in a bikini top and leather shorts. "Text him that we are going home. I don't think he'll mind."

"There are suites upstairs," Chai tosses impatiently, taking his phone out and shooting the guy a message. His free hand dips between us, trying to get hold of my dick.

"You sex fiend. We had an agreement. Don't try to tempt me."

I very much want to be tempted, but I'm not missing out on making him watch in the mirror as I ram into him from behind. Plus, I can torture him with the vibrator on the way back.

By the time we stumble into his apartment, he's all over me, owning my mouth as he rips my clothes off and drags me to the bedroom. The light seeping in through the open curtains is enough to give the room a moody vibe, so we don't even bother with the lights, beelining straight for the bed. He pushes me down and rids me of my underwear, devouring me whole with his wild eyes. I get lost in them, drowning willingly in one moment, only to howl in the next as his lips wrap around my dick. With hunger that matches mine, he swallows me almost to the base, choking a little.

"Yes, good. That's it," I encourage him as he starts bobbing his head, hanging mine back to enjoy the tingling sensation crawling all over my body.

When I start to feel like I'm getting close, I grab him by the hair and pull him off. Dragging him up the bed, I smash our mouths together, tasting myself on him. His tongue licks all around me, eager and slick and delicious.

"I'm ready to give you what you want, Chai," I rasp when we come apart for air. "Spread your legs for me."

He loses his sexy underwear and faces the mirror while I slick myself up. I position myself behind him as he lifts his still plugged ass. His dick is leaking precum like crazy. I collect some of it with my fingers, then lick it, anticipation pooling in my stomach as his dark eyes turn even darker. Bending forward, I kiss my way down his tattooed back, the impressive design not failing to make me pause and appreciate it.

"I want a tattoo like yours," I blurt out, fumbling with the plug. He gasps, clenching around it. "You can pick the design. But make it something that screams ‘I belong to Chai' when people see it."

Leo's words almost make me come before I even have him in me. I've noticed the way he looks at my back, the way his fingers trace the ink reverently. Tattoos are not for everyone, and especially here in Japan where they are looked down upon, but it would be a lie to say I haven't thought about how one would look on him. Something similar to mine, but instead of a red dragon, his would be blue.

The design would stay the same aside from the colors and the dragon's eyes. That's how people would know he's mine because no tattoo is ever the same. They retain elements and colors, they might incorporate the same crest, but they are never quite like one another.

"Are you sure, Leo? Something like this is permanent," I point out, heat racing down my spine as he takes out the toy.

"Yes, I am." He chuckles fondly, kissing my left shoulder blade. "But you can ask me again later if you think I might be horny talking," he adds, pecking the right one.

The affection is his voice and gesture is potent. My chest suddenly feels tight. Butterflies flutter inside my stomach, sending out waves of shivers through the rest of me. All my senses focus on Leo. I can feel him, I can smell him, I can taste him. Mountains and musk surround me in a cocoon of heat as he drapes his body over mine, every inch of my skin singing.

Nestling his dick in the crease of my ass, he leans further, our mouths meeting in a kiss. The heat of his rigid erection riles me up, making me overly aware of how empty I feel after having the toy taken out. My hole is pulsing with the need to be filled, the sensation strange but pleasantly overwhelming.

Just like he's mine, I want to be his in all the ways possible. I want to give and take, to claim and be claimed. I want to make him scream in pleasure even if he's the one giving it to me.

"Leo, I want you," I say when we pause our kiss, looking him straight in the eyes. "Make me feel good with your cock."

His nostrils flare and his eyes burn with desire, the blue as dark at the midnight sky. He loves it when I tease him like this. I've gotten better at it and nowadays I can get him hard whenever and wherever I want just by whispering obscenities in his ear. We've been taking our time with his list of erotic fantasies, and we've added a few of mine as well. Doing it outside where people can see us is one of them, and so is getting my dick pierced.

"Yeah? You want my thick hard dick pounding you from behind?" He shudders in delight and straightens up, rubbing my hole with his finger. "Your hole is so pretty, Chai. Stretched and ready. I can't wait to see my cock get all eaten up by it."

He shuffles closer, pinching my ass as he lines his dick. Squirting more lube, he rubs the head around, pushing it in ever so slightly. Sparks dance down my spine, reaching my balls. I watch him in the mirror, his focus unwavering as he applies a little more force and enters me.

My breath catches. The head slides in easily, slick and hot. I moan at the pleasant stretch, relaxing around it.

" Fuuck , that's it, Chai. So good, let me in," he encourages, pushing deeper.

He's thick. It feels almost too much. It's nothing like the toy or his fingers, the fullness and the pleasantly burning stretch ten times as intense. Ten times better. My entire body feels it, my toes curling and my nipples getting even harder. My dick twitches, little zaps of electricity chasing each other along its base .

My ass presses to Leo's front as he bottoms out. We stay like this for a few heartbeats, and once I am somewhat used to his girth, he starts moving. My eyes roll back at the first tug of my prostate, an obscene groan ripping out of my throat.

"Shit. You are so tight, Chai. This feels amazing. I'm gonna make it good for you. Just relax for me."

I try to do that, focusing on how full I feel. The strangeness of it is stronger at first, but as he starts thrusting slowly, the pleasure returns. Pressure starts building up within me, my body taking what he's willing to give me. It feels good. So good.

I start moving my hips, meeting him halfway as he picks up speed. I can feel him opening me up with every thrust, claiming more of me just like I wanted. I can see why he likes my dick so much, why he's riding it every chance he gets. Still, while I'm loving this and have wanted it for a while, I think I prefer it when I'm the one making him lose his mind with my cock.

"That's it, move with me. Fuuck ."

Grunts and moans fill the room, some mine, some his. He builds up his pace gradually, going faster and harder and deeper with every slide. When he starts feeling I'm getting close, he rolls me over and kisses me, grabbing my dick with his hand.

I lose the ability to do anything but kiss him back and feel him as I near the edge. He guides me to it, his tongue greedy and dominant. It owns my mouth, adding to the all-encompassing sensation of being at his mercy. Before long I am coming. He keeps pumping as I shudder and shake, sitting up and hooking my legs over his shoulders.

"Gonna fill you up so good. You want that? "

I nod enthusiastically as the last tendrils of my orgasm rack through me, anticipation flipping my stomach as I feel him tense up. His rhythm skews and turns chaotic, his moans reverberating through me as he chases that peak of pleasure.

It barrels through him a couple thrusts later and I moan with him as he spills inside me, each spurt more violent than the other. His voice is hoarse by the end of it, and he collapses on top of me, heaving and sweaty. I wrap my arms around him, kissing his head.

"I'm dead," he mumbles some minutes later, carefully slipping out of me. "I'm dead and I've gone to horny heaven."

Raking my hand through his messy hair, I chuckle. I feel soreness in new places, the sensation not letting my body forget the intense pleasure Leo made me experience.

"Not funny," I protest, kissing his cheek this time.

"Just a little. Do you think you are ready to move? We could both use a shower." He runs his fingers down my flank, sliding them under me. They find my hole, gently rubbing and probing. "Think you'll be up for a round two after we wash up? Or maybe we can do it in the bathtub, with the curtains open."

"I am, but you might need to carry me there."

He grins, kissing my chest. "Shit. I did you that good with my monster cock, huh?"

"I'm confident I can make it up to you," I say with a shaky voice as he adds a second finger.

"Hmm. That needs testing. Like, right now. It was amazing fucking you, but I think I'm too addicted to your dick, so my ass feels a little ignored and lonely."

"Ah. So that's what you really meant by round two. "

He rolls his eyes, grinning from ear to ear. "C'mon, Chai. You know I'm a slut for you and can't go to bed unless you give me a nice pounding."

He's such a brat sometimes. I shuffle up the bed, propping myself against the pillows. He sits back on his haunches, licking his lips, teasing his waking cock and rubbing his nipples while he makes comically sexy faces at me and urges me to give him the good fucking he deserves.

I can't say no. I don't want to, looking forward to round two as much as he is even if I pretend otherwise. He doesn't buy it of course, seeing right through me as he drags me over to the bathroom. He's prepared some toys on the counter already, but when I aim a questioning look his way, he just bats his eyelashes innocently.

"I have absolutely no idea whatsoever how these sex toys ended up here. It must be a coincidence. Or maybe we have a ghost problem."

I chuckle, giddy and horny. Yes, Leo's definitely a brat. But an adorable one that I plan to keep at my side no matter what awaits us.