Genda days were superficially exaggerated, since brushing his teeth talking to them, until they wash their lenses for the fifth time by having been dropped on granola cereal. then he left his humble apartment in a modest and quiet suburb of Shibuya, Tokyo.
He greeted his elderly neighbor, although this always looked horrified by companies, the cadet leader "Mazawa`s" brought the building on their days off or work nights where I needed to see if they had finally met their match person.
However Genda not seem to have much luck, not even he could with Takato. He lamented that perhaps encouraged too late to try his lips but at the end and after many talks with the pillow that was now alone in her bed, she became convinced that in other circumstances might have happened something.
But definitely, the blond was not that person, that kiss had not been anything special, equal and repetitive like all, but softer. is not complemented, they were almost identical as to be attracted as a positive and a negative.
As always happened, he deceived himself looking for that person who believed was waiting out there, somewhere. Perhaps without forking their own way or perhaps too far for this opening was given and everything will hatch to pass through thin your love life as desired.
It was difficult to be gay, he knew many, moved by the places indicated and marked, but no way was anyone. Only casual sex, the need for a man or biological, did not know. Then, missing felt, she was comforted by his brother and started again.
Many times as far away the subject of her tangled thoughts and concentrated on his work. Nothing else, though, from the day before with what happened, definitely was not to keep looking for her soulmate, I found that this was already sick.
His priority, magically for his brother Eiri, who had talked last night. Eloquent veered around the return of Ekiguchi Fuyuki. Crummy offender who had tried to rape his friend because his friend was now Takato.
Look from the sidewalk atop the elegant building in the center of the city and got into it, finally after smiling and waving to the receptionists. He got along well with women because they believed cute with their little eyes and ordinarily cute.
So, they were always in the company greeted him happy and maybe hoping that this comment on them about another love failure. Then he was invited to drink at a meeting to see if there lucky.
But this new work day, had something much more urgent, so distracted withdrew and climbed into the elevator, at least I tried. Such was his grimace when he saw who was waiting in front of the cabinet soon emptied.
Who stood beside him, already on the defensive. I look from head to toe, who looks like a cockroach, Kano was getting carried away and did not care.
No thought, would come so early ... -around a quick glance. I had seen Takato in that, boy, although much had no age. Blinded by his imagination, he asked?! What do you think are you doing here -? Still three floors and scour the elevator reached them.
Fuyuki turned to him and replied naturally and free thoughts.-I came to work early, as he told me Mazawa.
As if his boss was there present, exclaimed gorged anger-¡Mazawa-sama! -Emphasizing in the suffix as if trying to show it as if Ekiguchi not knew.-Do not call him Mazawa without the suffix, learn it-I repeat.
I'm sorry-I said the other, taking a quick glance at your whole body, examining a single second, unconsciously. But without a real reason was a reflection that would make a person completely perplexed by another. In search of his bed, bad exuberant humor.
No feel, remember-up of metal doors, number one was outlined, indicating the arrival of the elevator before the doors opened and they were allowed to enter their interior.-Mazawa-sama and Takato-kun arrived soon, try not to go ... he seemed ready to think about what to say and add-that we are on different floors does not mean that you neglect, Mazawa-sama has eyes everywhere.
Fuyuki found that appeared to be venting their anger with him, although generally Genda and if Fuyuki knew, would not do this for your tontez prattled. However, it would not lend itself to play along and end up fighting with fists. He would not fall into his, perhaps obvious or not, provocation.
No you do anything, and I have apologized and was sincere-railed, sincere but did not seem credible. To have if all this in Genda, turned out to be for what happened three months ago.
His body did not say the same thing a few months ago, be careful because one wrong step and you'll be more than fired-continuous chattering, too serious even for Genda.
They were a side by side, with the same and boring, but they looked good, gray suit. Hair combed both sides, although it had Ekiguchi longer. And holding a worn leather suitcase on a brown that looked like corrugated cardboard.
There were then more exchanges of words in both, at a quick glance seemed to lead almost the same lifestyle, although with personalities completely resigned between them.
The positive and negative. What a coincidence.
The elevator simply and quietly to the upper floors and they were still there as if the other did not. Legs together, the bag front and expressionless. Seeing the same thing, the numbers light up while the floors that did not belong to their destination, were left behind.
Five ... eight ... once ... thirteen ... fourteen ... no one seemed to want to use it, the elevator continued its way up.
Numbers were his only diversion is the interminable fifteen. Genda could not bear knowing he was sharing space with the person who hurt Takato him almost an instinct born mother and murderer like a beast than at any time leap for the jugular of Fuyuki.
This on the contrary he was dying of shame, so atypical in Fuyuki, it was another Fuyuki. I felt something strange in that company that it was impossible to pretend he was not. I did not know if it was good or bad, but I knew that when Genda no longer be around that feeling would disappear.
Sixteen seventeen; the doors opened at that number before pressured by Genda. It was on the floor legal, the Seiji. There would have to cover the Secretariat pregnancy leave.
Rushed as if he had been in the nastiest place on earth, Genda was left out, taking advantage of the few seconds it took to close the doors to warn one last time to Fuyuki with his glare.
Former Takato sighed when she saw him out of sight
Really it seems like ... it was to kill me with his eyes, although I have to not worry about that now. Takato have to protect the harasser that you as head of I will repair some way the damage that you've done ... be your friend would make me happy-he confessed himself.
The doors opened at twenty, then walked calmly to his job. Remembering who he really was and who decided it was not his place, so I arranged her things and took a seat.
Good morning-there will be such a time after silence and distant noises, he was there alone until Takato and Mazawa appeared.
-B-good days replied the blond, with kindness, but avoiding eye contact as he could.
Mazawa meanwhile was unwilling to give greetings and much less Ekiguchi, so he just show his unfriendly mood frown and then shot some folders on your desktop.
Oh already, that was the work waste which now occupy for Takato could handle the most important.
-Classify them, and Takato I have more important issues in my private-ordered, without removing his scowling face.
The blond did not complain or say now I was followed backs and no longer saw him again. As he was alone again, Fuyuki patient wait a few minutes, sorting folders that appeared to be some kind of budget. And after seeing that no one seemed to go out and visit them, he rose from his chair and went straight to stop the ear on one of the doors leading to the private of his boss.
-Mazawa-sama, he said there were important issues to be resolved and if they are really so ... p-for not please ... -from the other hand, Fuyuki's ear pressed to the door and hurt, but could barely hear that happening, only for parts and strange.
Misinterpreting the sounds of the interior with malpractices towards innocent of her ex-boyfriend. Quite the opposite, in view could perfectly Mazawa sitting in his chair beside him and Takato, who was pulled to sit on the lap of her boss and then received a kiss from this.
He born from his neck very entertaining there, in a fierce but loving attempt to emphasize the lowest mark on his shoulder, showing their dissatisfaction with the morning. Which always happened, this man who caught him with love between her hugs were very active and sometimes found it hard to keep up.
then put a hand inside his shirt, pulled out almost entirely within their dress pants, stroking a delicious and torturous parsimony entire width of white chest, accustomed to this also his secretary and not at all displeased with the situation, it was that just did not seem right at work.
But all that will inevitably happen next pleasure was overshadowed when the door opened suddenly, making it stand feet, with just enough to hide with his sack her clothes from her neat unfriendly place time.
Genda would think even expected this appear at the bottom of the door to anything desk, however there was nothing more and nothing less, although he could not believe what he saw, Fuyuki.
He is smiling inwardly for his brilliant undertaken against "mobbing" receiving the blond, if I knew ... and showing a grimace of disapproval when, perhaps for the challenge and show his authority, show if your interest in the blonde still narrowed to thoughts dirty, so touching his ass ... that he had no opportunities.
- What are you doing here -?! I rant jet, inquisitively setting their Orbs cafes Ekiguchi figure that dwarfed his bearing.
I need to Takato-avowed, as convicting enough because it was in fact true.
'I need you more than you-instead asked his boss, he determined not to drop the invisible rope with which Fuyuki believed tied to Takato. A rope-based "I am stronger than you and surrender ..." if I knew.
'Of course ... he said an inner voice to Fuyuki-to keep putting those evil hands on his pure body-telling continued. While only he looked at Mazawa and was willing to not move one iota there if Takato was not behind it.
-By the way ... Do not you know you should knock before entering -?! I raised an eyebrow, then taking a cigar from his drawer and taking him to always mouth with anger.
'I'm sorry, but I really need to ... Come brain, it was said, needed something to convince him and take his ex from there. But nothing was happening, the man who was now his boss was very difficult to treat.
-! 'Said Takato Ekiguchi away from Mazawa, still hiding his shirt rumpled with closed bag, then walked to Fuyuki. This surprised to be called by his name that way ¿Authoritarian? -Mazawa-sama, would cause more problems in the future if I do not, I soon returned to continue our affairs.
- -he accepted them figure it out fast, lighting his cigar and watching them up from the lobby!.
Fuyuki not avoid smile out with its success achieved Takato save the stalker who were headed. However, his plans were far from being fulfilled one hundred percent, because he planned to do this daily.
Takato entertained even after I learned about those papers, which had problems with. Too numbers in a box by the accountant of the company, recalled that the first time he met Takato was a mathematical task and shy and scrawny boy, his senpai then, was well versed in the subject ... but better thinking that it was his first excuse to stay close to his victim.
And for other reasons now not come to the case and could no longer be remedied, so that I walked away from his mind, far, far away in the deepest darkness dissolved to avoid having to see it run across your path again.
Once, between a pair of appointments coldly to his name, he has decided to understand everything. Takato back with his boss and Fuyuki, to stop the ear on the door. Winningest still had not heard another noise that would give false conclusions about what happened there.
Well he meant they had foiled his boss. Great thought.
Those scenes were repeated the first three days of work. Ear and he stopped when I heard something to tell "your ex is sexually harassed" barged into the office, frustrating Mazawa and being "Ekiguchi" by Takato with a bit more of coldness.
His other time was to come across Genda in the cafeteria. Fuyuki always focused on help and the other to make him see that watching him closely. They did not realize they carried in their tray the same food and chopsticks on it and obsessed position.
He appeared several times on the twentieth floor with papers Mazawa Seiji, who already knew that was sent.
A few others were just listening to the burble of a water bottle. Were rare occasions where his elbow collided with Takato, because this is the happening inside the office of Itachi Fear? Perhaps he told himself, but for Fuyuki: Takato currently running Mazawa greatest danger.
Just the thought that all this time he was harassed, filled him with courage to prevent further suffering it, if I knew ... if need be lying if I did not understand something themselves. And without realizing a full week accumulated over his head.
Inevitably as the ears of all who work in enterprises, rumors about what was hiding under his desk Mazawa were stuck in his head like a worm in the apple. Like Takato, I was curious to know, but no one could tell.
- What about Ekiguchi Mazawa I ask a busy afternoon after a meeting?. It was the first time I asked about it.
- What would you tell -repair instead-not like I have an assistant, all this time I have only my work, I also prefer the company of Genda?.
- Are you afraid he suddenly blurted?.
No ... I doubt, but firmly-look assure not have Mazawa-sama.
Then leave to remain your assistant, I like to spend more time with me and is something extremely good-kiss her neck improvised What had the morning? I could not believe it.
-Can be true-away-but you just think about doing. What if ... I smile sideways.
- What if ... -Takato smiled again.
Before leaving he said he was contracture do, I warned you use it as a pillow would hurt, as it was for my sake Do you think if I do a massage? I walked around the chair where he sat-Minami-san's boyfriend Genda brother showed me how to do it. I had lunch with them yesterday and Eiri was like you ... guess who take to learn, look at the right places very well.
Mazawa the hint, he liked the situation.
Sounds good, go ahead, delight Me with your hands ... -very sure what would I advance their hands in front of body Mazawa. untying his tie ... slowly sliding halfway back the sack followed shirt.
Discovering the skin of his broad shoulders, skin darker than his tone. Part of your chest back that never seemed to end and perfect accentuating the prominent back of the chair.
Which only touch me with those hands, causing you want to throw on the desk and do my Damn, thought to himself Mazawa. Hands of his secretary a tour of her exposed skin, starting with massage insurance which would become addicting were given.
- How do you feel -descended even further, where there needed to relax, but it heated?. Delicate tips of her small hands came to his torso, continuing what were awkward but unique touch, moving to his back and only wishing to venture further under your pelvis forward to returning.
Oh yes, T-Takato ... right there I have a lump, your hands still happening there ... ah-sigh. Happy from their wicked hands near his waist, shirt. Tucking his hands under this dangerously.
Exciting him with every second and warming your skin, I was really freaking out, as the maddened Takato. Satisfied with this new way to receive pleasure, while clothing after torture in his little sensitive body had just settled.
Or so it seemed, suddenly the blond returned to surround him, and front I knelt before him and under the desk.
The demon whether it was right to do so at work, Takato was dying, biting his lips and savoring the moment beforehand.
Wow that was perverted Mazawa thought, trying not to get excited about too.- You're not going to ...? glanced at.
Wow that was perverted, thought Takato himself to nod his blond head.
I'm sure you need Mazawa-sama, I do not want to risk that not make me ... call those guys again-he frowned at the memory and then smiled at that, the place was completely yours.
so I cross the limit of the pelvis of his boss. Fiddling with his hands belt and shiny black leather of his expensive dress pants that were matching. carefully watching with his fly open, the notorious lump rose and stretched with difficulty boxer fabric. There seemed to be no room for anything else.
He smiled satisfied with his hands and flushed and are still the smile on his face, kissed the lump looked to be undertaken, tearing the fabric by pressure. He was more awake than ever, ready to release him as he did so, holding in his hands affectionately.
Mazawa panted for the massages received without delay that part. Incapacitated and to maintain control, but still holding him, heard a knock at the door. Occurring to him then something funny, to see what would his secretary said;
Come in ... -Fuyuki income with a couple of folders in the hands, not understanding that reason Takato was not there. Even looking for him without success.
Mazawa desk turned out to be quite useful, because on one side, the side of the guests, had concealed wooden feet, as well as perverted people who were down there doing wrong things.
A Takato much seemed not to mind the fact the presence of Fuyuki, was overwhelmed and anxious to do what he did next. Put in the mouth without hesitation, sucking greedily and strength that vigorous penis in front of their noses ... and looking sensually licking their Mazawa jade eyes.
-L-leave them on the table ... ordered Mazawa, glancing at his secretary and watching what brought Fuyuki.
Of course ... he's rubbing her hand and sucked returned to the tip, brushing his fingers testicles perfect accompanying saucer there under the desk. Auto interpenetrating mouth and almost forgotten that her ex was still there without suspecting that went on behind the wood, quietly and recalling briefly about the famous secret hiding Itachi.
- Retire bellowed Mazawa, it could not stand. This "back off" had been a mask for her moan.
Once, Ekiguchi was no longer there, despite its slow start. Mazawa reached its limit. Grabbing the back of Takato with all the delicacy that will remain and burying his head against his pelvis ... in order to finish her sweet mouth with a long sigh of satisfaction.
'I do not always get better paying ... I whisper his secretary, trying to swallow everything. It was his first time trying. It was out of the right and puritanical Takato to, avoid it and knew that he had done very well with his boss.
'Of course, I always trusted you ... my little pervert.