Takaba's heart raced as he edged op

Takaba's heart raced as he edged open the door to Asami's apartment. He just needed to sneak in, put the object down and then leave as quick as possible. Although, avoiding Asami was the main priority, he did actually have some films to develop that would keep him busy for some of the festive period. Takaba glances around for any signs of the overbearing yakuza, but as it was late evening he was probably working. He hurried forward and placed the present under the tree. A couple of days ago, he had managed to Asami to at least allow a Christmas tree, in his much too neat and empty living space. It was now Christmas eve and Takaba's last chance to drop the gift off. He smirked to himself as he thought of the look that would occupy the older man's face when he sees the 'Say No To Guns' t-shirt he had bought him. Takaba snapped out of his day-dream and reminded himself that the man could get back at any time. He stood and made his way to the door and was reaching for the handle when the door swung outwards, revealing Asami's suit-clad figure. Takaba saw his eyebrows rise in surprise then lower in suspicion.

"Going somewhere, Akihito?

"I-I've got some work left to do…"

"So you don't want your present then, although I will probably be confiscating it later." As Asami spoke he brought his hand round to reveal what he was holding. Takaba's mouth gaped open in amazement. In the man's hand was the camera he had wanted for months but couldn't afford. It sat innocently in the large palm with a red ribbon tied in a bow around it.

"There's something I want off you in return."

Takaba forced his eyes off the camera and onto Asami's humoured expression.

"But I already got you something." The photographer reached out to touch the prized equipment. "I wasn't sure what to get you because you can and do buy everything you want."

Asami's mouth lifted into a sadistic smile, "That's what I'm doing now." As Takaba was within touching distance, Asami raised it high above both of their heads. "It's something I really want."

-gulp-

OOoOoOoOoOoOo

"THIS is what you demand as a present?"

"It's the thought that counts."

"That's not what the phrase-"

"You better start soon, before you get cold wearing that."

Takaba cursed and stepped forward, as Asami used a remote to turn on the music. The man's eyes slipped down the boy's figure as he leaned back on the sofa. Takaba had had a pair of hot pants and a red ribbon thrust into his hands and was told to change into them. He had to presume the ribbon should be tied around his neck, but considering this was Asami, then there were numerous places that it could have meant to have been tied. The pants were incredibly tight and it was impossible to wear anything under them, making the friction increasing uncomfortable. How was he supposed to dance with these on?

Asami watched as the boy's cheeks bloomed the same colour as his shorts and continued to shuffle towards him.

"I'm waiting." He announced. Takaba flinched, then mentally told himself to calm down and think of the camera. He could do this. Listening to the beat, ha began swaying his hips to the music. He heard Asami 'hmm' in approval.

"Turn around."

Takaba obliged, while in his head he was shouting profanities at the man, the main one being 'pervert'.

Asami's view was perfect. From the back of the pale smooth legs, the round firm cheeks only half covered by the pants which clenched and relaxed with every move, the toned frame of his back, to the delicate biteable neck. Oh, how soon he would be nibbling along that skin and thrusting into that delectable ass. But…

"Face me."

When Takaba turned again Asami saw what he most liked about the boy. Those defiant eyes. Determined. Feisty.

"Come here."

Takaba started to approach, but Asami seemed to loose his patience and grabbed him around the waist, pulling him into a straddling position over the man.

"Hey!-What-"

"Dance then." Asami said with an expectant look on his face. The man wanted a freaking lap dance! Takaba thought of just telling Asami where he could stick it and walking out but then decided - if he wants a lap dance, I'll give a lap dance alright.

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Takaba của tim đua như ông edged mở cửa đến căn hộ của Asami. Ông chỉ cần sneak trong, dẹp các đối tượng và sau đó để lại càng nhanh càng tốt. Mặc dù, tránh Asami là ưu tiên chính, ông thực sự có một số bộ phim để phát triển sẽ giữ ông bận rộn cho một số thời kỳ lễ hội. Takaba glances xung quanh thành phố cho bất kỳ dấu hiệu của Famous yakuza, nhưng vì nó muộn vào buổi tối ông có thể làm việc. Ông vội vã về phía trước và đặt quà dưới cây. Một vài ngày trước đây, ông đã quản lý để Asami để tối thiểu cho phép một cây Giáng sinh, trong nhiều không gian sống quá gọn gàng và có sản phẩm nào. Nó bây giờ là đêm trước Giáng sinh và Takaba của các cơ hội cuối cùng để nhả các món quà. Ông cười cho mình như ông nghĩ của giao diện nào chiếm khuôn mặt của người đàn ông lớn tuổi khi ông nhìn thấy t-shirt 'Say No để súng' ông đã mua anh ta. Takaba bị gãy ra khỏi ngày ước mơ của mình và nhắc nhở mình rằng người đàn ông có thể lấy lại bất cứ lúc nào. Ông đứng và thực hiện theo cách của mình vào cửa và tiếp cận để xử lý khi cửa đu outwards, tiết lộ của Asami phủ phù hợp với con số. Takaba thấy lông mày của mình tăng lên trong sự ngạc nhiên sau đó thấp hơn trong nghi ngờ."Đi một nơi nào đó, Akihito?"Tôi-tôi đã có một số công việc còn lại để làm...""Vì vậy, bạn không muốn hiện tại của bạn sau đó, mặc dù tôi sẽ rất có thể tịch thu nó sau này." Như Asami nói ông đưa tay vòng để tiết lộ những gì ông đã giữ. Takaba của miệng gaped mở trong sự ngạc nhiên. Trong tay của con người là máy ảnh ông đã muốn cho vài tháng nhưng không thể đủ khả năng. Nó ngồi innocently trong lòng bàn tay lớn với một băng đỏ gắn vào một cánh cung xung quanh nó."There's something I want off you in return."Takaba forced his eyes off the camera and onto Asami's humoured expression."But I already got you something." The photographer reached out to touch the prized equipment. "I wasn't sure what to get you because you can and do buy everything you want."Asami's mouth lifted into a sadistic smile, "That's what I'm doing now." As Takaba was within touching distance, Asami raised it high above both of their heads. "It's something I really want."-gulp-OOoOoOoOoOoOo"THIS is what you demand as a present?""It's the thought that counts.""That's not what the phrase-""You better start soon, before you get cold wearing that."Takaba cursed and stepped forward, as Asami used a remote to turn on the music. The man's eyes slipped down the boy's figure as he leaned back on the sofa. Takaba had had a pair of hot pants and a red ribbon thrust into his hands and was told to change into them. He had to presume the ribbon should be tied around his neck, but considering this was Asami, then there were numerous places that it could have meant to have been tied. The pants were incredibly tight and it was impossible to wear anything under them, making the friction increasing uncomfortable. How was he supposed to dance with these on?Asami watched as the boy's cheeks bloomed the same colour as his shorts and continued to shuffle towards him."I'm waiting." He announced. Takaba flinched, then mentally told himself to calm down and think of the camera. He could do this. Listening to the beat, ha began swaying his hips to the music. He heard Asami 'hmm' in approval."Turn around."Takaba obliged, while in his head he was shouting profanities at the man, the main one being 'pervert'.Asami's view was perfect. From the back of the pale smooth legs, the round firm cheeks only half covered by the pants which clenched and relaxed with every move, the toned frame of his back, to the delicate biteable neck. Oh, how soon he would be nibbling along that skin and thrusting into that delectable ass. But…"Face me."When Takaba turned again Asami saw what he most liked about the boy. Those defiant eyes. Determined. Feisty."Come here."Takaba started to approach, but Asami seemed to loose his patience and grabbed him around the waist, pulling him into a straddling position over the man."Hey!-What-""Dance then." Asami said with an expectant look on his face. The man wanted a freaking lap dance! Takaba thought of just telling Asami where he could stick it and walking out but then decided - if he wants a lap dance, I'll give a lap dance alright.