Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Denied Lust ❯ oh so suddenly ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Soubi_mine 
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.17.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 870 | Visits: 624 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.17.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 870 | Visits: 624 | Status: Completed
*Now here you go. Read and be merry. Thing are going to start heating up from here.*and I give a shout out to White Snow Fox^_^ thanks for being my first review and this story get better and better as it goes. Much love, peace!**
Strange Moment
“Sir we're here. Mr. Onoharu?” a voice called him from the darkness. With a groggy yawn Taku's eyes flickered open as they adjusted to the light. He stepped out of the vehicle and stretched as he surveyed the plain Victorian style manor.
“Come on.” Dorian pushed him forward a little, “no need to be out here any longer than we should be.” He walked forward, Taku following close behind as they went inside the house. As Taku walked in Dorian closed the door behind him then led him up the stairs and down a hallway before coming to a stop in front a gold plate reading E. Sengoku.
“Just knock.” Dorian told him before walking back down the stairs, leaving Taku alone in front of a barrier he shouldn't cross. He raised his wrist up and hesitated before knocking. “Come in.”
Taku sighed and opened the door trying not to think too much. Mr. Sengoku sat at his apparent desk working on papers about who-knew-what. “Go ahead and sit down.” He commanded casually paying Taku very little attention.
Taku shut the door and complied, watching Mr. Sengoku as he worked. As he did this he started to notice his hair didn't seem quite so black but more like it started as a black and faded to a dark gray at the ends, he began to wonder if it was a trick of the light.
“I really do enjoy it when people stare at me when they think I don't notice. It never gets tiresome.” Taku was brought back to reality when he found himself staring into terrifyingly beautiful gray almost cat like eyes.
“I- um,” Taku stuttered, “I-I-its just, you're a lot younger that I thought you would be, - that's all.”
The young business man chuckled, “you aren't the first to say so, most of the people I work with think so as well.” He paused as if thinking something devious, “You will be working for me as my new assistant I've checked your background thoroughly myself and decided you're perfect for the job.”
“Will I have to kill anyone, Mr. Sengoku?” Taku asked bluntly regretting it the moment it left his lips.
He sighed, “call me Ezreal, otherwise I feel old.” He smiled, “and no you shouldn't have to kill anyone . . . as long as you do your job correctly and keep all me secret to yourself.”
“And what secrets are those?” Taku asked.
Ezreal smirked, “so straight forward, I like that it means we'll be able to get things done.” Taku just stared at him, waiting. Ezreal continued, “But before I divulge any one of my secrets I need your solemn swear that you are going to work for me no matter what or you can get up and leave and we act as if this meeting did not pass.”
Taku watched Ezreal for a moment as if contemplating the decision before speaking. “Alright I'll work for you.”
Ezreal grinned, “Good that's what I wanted to hear.” Ezreal stood and came to lean on the front of the desk. “If you work for me long enough you'll probably end up meeting quiet a few members of my family. If anyone should ask about it you say nothing and call me to let me know and it will be taken care of.” Ezreal looked down at Taku smirking, a strange glint in his eyes, “and for future reference I should tell you know so you don't get confused later; I'm gay.”
“Then why is it that most gossip magazines say that you slept with rich high powered women?” taku asked as he looked up at the man standing before him.
Ezreal sighed, “Because I suppose I have.”
Taku looked at him wide-eyed and confused, “why?”
Ezreal grinned with delight; he was going to have great fun with this one. “Mostly because they wanted me and they were willing to pay the price for it.”
“So your like a whore?” Taku looked at him disapprovingly
“Most might think of it like that but being paid that kind of money just for a bit of sex? It would be ridiculous to turn it down.” Ezreal looked back at Taku with a grin on his face. “Now do you think you can keep these secrets for me?”
taku sighed with a nod as he looked down at the floor, he would get his story. Suddenly Taku gasped as he felt soft lips and hard teeth almost pry themselves to his neck. Ezreal bit down hard on the flesh as some one knocked on the door.
*Yehaa!! That's right I said things would heat up but I got so much more in store for dear poor Taku. He he I'm so evil*
Strange Moment
“Sir we're here. Mr. Onoharu?” a voice called him from the darkness. With a groggy yawn Taku's eyes flickered open as they adjusted to the light. He stepped out of the vehicle and stretched as he surveyed the plain Victorian style manor.
“Come on.” Dorian pushed him forward a little, “no need to be out here any longer than we should be.” He walked forward, Taku following close behind as they went inside the house. As Taku walked in Dorian closed the door behind him then led him up the stairs and down a hallway before coming to a stop in front a gold plate reading E. Sengoku.
“Just knock.” Dorian told him before walking back down the stairs, leaving Taku alone in front of a barrier he shouldn't cross. He raised his wrist up and hesitated before knocking. “Come in.”
Taku sighed and opened the door trying not to think too much. Mr. Sengoku sat at his apparent desk working on papers about who-knew-what. “Go ahead and sit down.” He commanded casually paying Taku very little attention.
Taku shut the door and complied, watching Mr. Sengoku as he worked. As he did this he started to notice his hair didn't seem quite so black but more like it started as a black and faded to a dark gray at the ends, he began to wonder if it was a trick of the light.
“I really do enjoy it when people stare at me when they think I don't notice. It never gets tiresome.” Taku was brought back to reality when he found himself staring into terrifyingly beautiful gray almost cat like eyes.
“I- um,” Taku stuttered, “I-I-its just, you're a lot younger that I thought you would be, - that's all.”
The young business man chuckled, “you aren't the first to say so, most of the people I work with think so as well.” He paused as if thinking something devious, “You will be working for me as my new assistant I've checked your background thoroughly myself and decided you're perfect for the job.”
“Will I have to kill anyone, Mr. Sengoku?” Taku asked bluntly regretting it the moment it left his lips.
He sighed, “call me Ezreal, otherwise I feel old.” He smiled, “and no you shouldn't have to kill anyone . . . as long as you do your job correctly and keep all me secret to yourself.”
“And what secrets are those?” Taku asked.
Ezreal smirked, “so straight forward, I like that it means we'll be able to get things done.” Taku just stared at him, waiting. Ezreal continued, “But before I divulge any one of my secrets I need your solemn swear that you are going to work for me no matter what or you can get up and leave and we act as if this meeting did not pass.”
Taku watched Ezreal for a moment as if contemplating the decision before speaking. “Alright I'll work for you.”
Ezreal grinned, “Good that's what I wanted to hear.” Ezreal stood and came to lean on the front of the desk. “If you work for me long enough you'll probably end up meeting quiet a few members of my family. If anyone should ask about it you say nothing and call me to let me know and it will be taken care of.” Ezreal looked down at Taku smirking, a strange glint in his eyes, “and for future reference I should tell you know so you don't get confused later; I'm gay.”
“Then why is it that most gossip magazines say that you slept with rich high powered women?” taku asked as he looked up at the man standing before him.
Ezreal sighed, “Because I suppose I have.”
Taku looked at him wide-eyed and confused, “why?”
Ezreal grinned with delight; he was going to have great fun with this one. “Mostly because they wanted me and they were willing to pay the price for it.”
“So your like a whore?” Taku looked at him disapprovingly
“Most might think of it like that but being paid that kind of money just for a bit of sex? It would be ridiculous to turn it down.” Ezreal looked back at Taku with a grin on his face. “Now do you think you can keep these secrets for me?”
taku sighed with a nod as he looked down at the floor, he would get his story. Suddenly Taku gasped as he felt soft lips and hard teeth almost pry themselves to his neck. Ezreal bit down hard on the flesh as some one knocked on the door.
*Yehaa!! That's right I said things would heat up but I got so much more in store for dear poor Taku. He he I'm so evil*