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The youngest heir to the Asami legacy was laying in bed when a teary eyed toddler stumbled into his bedroom. The pitter patter of delicate feet had already awoken Ryuichi by the time Akihito entered his room. Asami wordlessly lifted his baby brother into bed.
At first it was only during thunderstorms, but these nightly visits have now become a constant occurrence much to the chagrin of their legal guardians.
Never would Asami have imagined that he would be here, instinctively opening the covers so this little orphaned boy could snuggle up into his side. Nor had he predicted how heavy his chest felt when he looked into wide, sky blue eyes. And he especially never anticipated how tight his boxers became when the boy climbed into his lap.
It seemed that rest came easier as long as he could touch his little Aki…smell his sweet scent…taste the salty sweat of his nape.
“Aki, it’s alright. Go back to sleep, kitten” he nuzzled into the slender neck whispering little promises into the innocent boy's ear.
As part of the powerful Asami family, Ryuichi was already familiar with the unsavory parts of the world. At 16 years, he already knew enough about death, sex, and money to last anyone a lifetime. He knew how to break a man’s will with enough hand tools and time. He knew how to pleasure a partner until they begged for release. He knew how much money it took to force a man of god to kill and maim. He knew the bad always overcame the good. It was the natural order of this world. The evil seeking out the pure, tempting it down to ensnare it. Just as Asami had done to his newborn kitten.
When they first met, Akihito was 2 years to Asami’s 14. Even then Asami knew his obsession for this little orphan was sinful and filthy. Yet, Asami was enraptured ever since he laid eyes on the boy. He believed fate itself gifted Takaba Akihito to him.
After all, if it weren’t for the abrupt pull in his ribcage that fateful night, he wouldn’t have looked into the window of the impoverished orphanage. Within those thin walls was an angel in the darkness. His eve pulled and sculpted from his very own ribs. The light to his dark.
Fate had led him to Akihito. In his book, Akihito was born for Asami.
Akihito was his.
His to spoil . His to corrupt . His to love . His to defile .
And Asami would never let him go.
These last 2 years watching Akihito grow gave him even more resolution to succeed and assume his rightful place at the head of the Asami family empire. He was determined to provide the best life for his prized possession.
The future was bright for the pair of new brothers; although, certain chaos would soon infringe on their lives.
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