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POWER PLAY p. 1

Life is ... different these days. For a long time, my life was pretty much just the same as any old guy`s. Then I got myself involved with him.

I don`t know what the hell ever prompted me to even look at the little twerp. Couple guys hanging out, and he just happened to be around. Who could help it? Prissy little rich blind boy. Everyone knew how it went. The blind do anything and they get showered in praises. No way he deserved to be in this school with the rest of us really gifted. He only got here cause of a handicap and a big name.

He turned towards our voices. The sunlight glinted off his golden hair through the trees overhead, and his sightless blue eyes stared out serenely from his face. He really was a pretty kid, like a girl almost, sometimes. It was fucking disconcerting.

When he addressed me, his tone was polite. Almost. But there was something else there, something ... mocking. He thought he was better than me, the little turd. I couldn`t help but say something. Put the twerp in his place.

The two defense players who stood by me chuckled when I took him down a notch. Everyone knew that Setsuna Seguchi was a precocious little brat who thought he ran the whole goddamned school. Everyone kissed his pretty little ass, just because he was the son and heir of Tohma and Mika Seguchi.

But when I said those words, Seguchi smiled. It was a smile that ran a chill down my spine. He just smiled, sweet as sugar and it scared the shit outta me.

And that was really how it all started. He gave he that sincere, scary smile, and within the hour, I was blindfolded in traffic, screaming for my life while he chatted on his cell phone. I begged for mercy, he conceded.

After that, I became his slave.

I follow Setsuna Seguchi everywhere now. I made a bad decision and am now part of his life. When I`m busy with something, he actually sits and waits for me to be done it so I can go back to serving him. Every meaningless practice for his lame band, I`m at. Every stupid gig they play, I have to carry his crap and wait offstage until he`s done. I have to miss school so he can sit in this office and play Vice President for Daddy. And when I do things differently from the way he wants them, he sends his scary, hot business associate to ... well ... to whip me into shape.

I used to hate it.

But lately ... I really don`t.

Because, in this bizarre way, I`ve kinda come to like Setsuna Seguchi. He`s not what he seems. What I said to him when we first met, that he was a lame blind kid who got by in life through no effort of his own, wasn`t true. He`s quick as a whip ... and he`s ruthless. You can`t tell from the surface, but the kid is ruthless. I find him ... fascinating.

We`re not friends, exactly. But I know a lot about him. I know he`s in love with that cousin of his, for one thing. Although that`s painfully obvious. I know how he takes his tea and I know that he counts his steps while he`s walking around campus without his doggie.

And I know the way his hair falls into his eyes all the time but it would never really matter one way or the other to him, and the way that his eyes still can hold emotion even though the way they stare off into nothing is kinda freaky. And the way that he has a million different smile he wear for different occasions.

It`s weird. I always thought myself all the way straight but I ... seem to have a crush on the twerp.

I blame the fact that he`s girly. Well, I try to. But in moments like this, when he`s leaning over his desk and he`s got his shirt unbuttoned far enough that I can`t help but peer down the front, it`s a lot tougher to. I`ve gotten over that “What the fuck is wrong with me?” stage, and yeah, believe me, I did go through it.

Now I`m more at the point where I stare. It`s easier with him than it`s even been with the girls, he can`t see me. So I can be as blatant as I want when I stare at him and his tight little ass as he walks while I imagine would it would feel like to ram myself inside. I catch myself on that thought. They idea is insane. It`s a wild fantasy of stupid porportions, Seguchi is straight as a rail, and although he`d never show it, quite the perv. That`s yet another thing I`ve figured out from watching him.

Although I`m straight, too. Or at least I thought I was. Now I find myself watching his every move, analyzing everything he does. There`s no reason why I shouldn`t have the freedom to imagine what he would do if I walked over and kissed him right now. I bet he`d be surprised. His hearing is weirdly good, so he`d know I was walking over to him, but there`s no way he`d expect me to grab him, pull him up and press my lips to his. He`d probably be so surprised he`d open his mouth ... and I could slide my tongue inside and let it coax his into playing with mine. A very nice thought. I`d run my hand up his chest, undoing those few buttons he actually bothered to close, listening to him as I teased and pinched his nipple – not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make him gasp breathily into my mouth as I take control of him. Me controlling him for once. A very nice thought.

I catch myself as my breath starts to get heavier and I feel a tightness in my groin. No. Not nice thoughts. Seguchi is right over there, running his hands over the brail paperwork his father gets done for him. It`s probably a real treat to be rich when you`re blind. You can afford to order manga brailed so you can stalk your stacked cousin better.

I don`t want him to know what I was thinking. I mean, if I was totally straight and I was just sitting around and this guy I had kidnapped and made my “personal assistant” walked over and started molesting me, I know that I wouldn`t be impressed.

Well, unless, of course, it was Seguchi. Then I would be.

Seguchi as my personal servant. Now there`s a pleasant thought. He calls me his “other dog”. I could deal with having Setsuna Seguchi as my dog. Asking him to get down on all fours. He would have to obey. I mean, my version of the sexy bombshell Saki Ukai would be waiting right outside the door. There was really nothing he could do to stop me. I can just see him with his head thrown back, blushing, his mouth wide open and his eyes squeezed tightly shut as he begged me for more. And I would give him all he wanted ... pushing in and out, feeling him around me, so hot, so goddammed tight ... God I want that.

I look over at him. It`s weird to not have to sneak casual glances, but I`m used to it, now. I can stare at him all the time, and he never knows it. His brow is furrowed and he`s biting his lower lip. He looks ... cute. His hands are in his lap, now, he wasn`t reading anymore. He must be thinking about something he read. I could get his mind off of it. I could.

I sneak a glance out the room`s single window. It`s getting late, the sun is starting to setg. Seguchi forgets what time it is constantly. I guess it`s cause he`s always relying on his internal clock and other people. I`ve learned not to inform him that it`s past work hours, he doesn`t appreciate me giving him direction.

“Where`s Ukai?” I ask conversationally.

“She has an exam today.” Seguchi replies. He sounds very distracted and he doesn`t glance my way as he addresses me, but that`s normal. Really, what is there to see? “And don`t even think about doing anything you shouldn`t.”

“Wouldn`t dream, Seguchi.” I grin to myself. Wouldn`t even dream ...

This is really my chance. We`re working late, so everyone would be gone from the building. Ukai is at school, which I`m half convinced she only goes to when she feels like it. And while I know that Seguchi is tough as nails, he`s looking oh so pretty when he`s all bothered like that.

I could get him bothered in another way.

I want to know how he feels about me. This would be the easiest way to do it. I want to see how he would react. Would he push me away, or would he pull me in? I want to try.

I should.

I will.

My legs start moving and I realize too late that I could really get my ass kicked for trying this. He isn`t one to have me lynched just for being attracted to another man, I mean, his uncles are Japan`s favorite gay couple. But maybe he was one to have me lynched for trying to rape him in his own office.

I can`t help it though. He cocks his head slightly at the sound of me coming over to him. “What is it?”

I am so gonna get my ass kicked. But it`s too late, cause I`m standing beside him and I am really too fucking hard right now to just let this go. I want him and I can admit that, and this is the only opportunity I`m ever gonna get to find out how he feels about me and to show him that I`m the one in control here.

I realize my hand is shaking. Dammit. I grab his upper arm and my head is pounding. I have never been this nervous with a girl. Course, a girl has never had me whipped within an inch of my life, blindfolded me and left me in traffic, or tried to feed me dogfood.

I calm myself as fast as I can, cause he`s giving me this half confused, half amused look. I have the upper hand for this one second and I am not gonna waste it. I slowly run my hand up and down his arm, then pull him up to his feet. I`m a head taller than him, I can`t help but notice, there is really no way that I should even have to be proving myself as his superior. But this look he`s giving me ... he looks ... amused.

“What`s so funny?” I ask, a little pissed. This was not the way it had played out in my head.

“Oh, nothing, Amano Senpai!” he assures me cheerfully. “Please, continue. I must admit that I`m curious.”

This is not going right. By this time, I should be pushing him back onto his desk, his shirt undone and my hands all over his little body. A mental flash of what that image would look like strengthens my resolve. I raise a hand to run my fingers down his cheek slowly, noting that he`s practically hairless, and then tilt up his chin so that he looking at me. I realize that I`m clutching his arm awfully hard, so I loosen up a bit. He`s ... gorgeous. I`ve never been this close to him before and it`s doing weird things to my lungs. Fuck it.

He`s still staring at me with that half amused smile. “Well?” he asks, tilting his head. “What is it that you want, Senpai?”

I could back down now. I could. I could smile, sigh, tell him that he should have seen the look on his face (which isn`t all that good) and then forget this ever happened. That mental image flashed through my brain again, though, and I know that I`m gonna kick my own ass forever if I let this chance go.

In one smooth motion, I bring my head down and capture his lips with mine. I don`t know if I`m surprised or ecstatic when he doesn`t pull away, but rather, moves into the kiss. For a second, I`m totally frozen, not sure of what to do even though I`ve done this with girls before. I`m just not doing anything. I`m standing here, stupid, while he`s kissing me!

While I try to figure out what to do again, he pulls away and chuckles. “That was ridiculous, Senpai.”

“Fuck you, it`s your fault,” I snap. I`m blushing. I`m fucking blushing. Thank God he`s blind.

“I hardly see why.”

“Cause you smirk at me,” I bite out. I feel like an idiot. I am an idiot. “You look at me like I`m a big joke.”

“I find it funny.” his smile turns into something of a half smile. He looks sexy. My breath catches. That is bad. “Do you want me, Amano?”

I go to protest, then realize how stupid it sounds. I did just approach him and kiss him completely out of the blue, after all. I try to regain some control as I think. He`s not lynching me or beating me off or running from me in terror. He was kissing me back. This is not how it worked in my fantasies, but this is not bad.

I gather myself and wrap my arms around him. He`s small, but he`s not all bone. There`s some muscle there, and it reminds me, as if I really need to be reminded, that he`s another guy. He gives me this look and I know he`s just daring me to do it. He`s daring me to kiss him. Oh, I will, Seguchi. You don`t need to tempt me.

I lower my head again and brush my lips against his, gently this time. That`s more like it. His eyes flicker closed. I can`t help but wonder at the back of my head why he does that. Must just be a natural reaction. I press my lips firmer against his and close my own eyes. I can`t help but notice how soft they are. He really is just like a girl sometimes. How sweet does he taste?

My tongue darts out to lick at his lips as I push him backwards. His hips hit the desk and he moans, opening his mouth for me to slip my tongue inside. He tastes ... like peppermint and tea. His rapsy tongue tangles with mine and it`s my turn to moan. Now this was more what I had in mind!

I pull his body tighter against mine and he responds in turn, running his hands up my sides, causing me to shiver, and looping one arm around my body. The other, he slides up my back and into my hair. This feels amazing. It`s like all those fantasies I had, come to life. Well, not quite yet. But it`s getting there.

I shift so that I only have one arm around him and the other hand, I trail up and down his ribs, feeling him, hot through his shirt. Dammit. Too many clothes. Way too many clothes. I don`t stop kissing him while I fumble with the buttons of his shirt. He`s moaning continuously and it`s damn hard to stay quiet myself while listening to him. As if I need more help, these noises he`s making are making me so fucking hard. I pull my tongue back into my own mouth, but I`m surprised when he follows me, continuing our desperate play and turning my knees to jelly. I gonna rip these fucking buttons right off, I swear.

I break our kiss, I can`t help it. His arms retreat from around me. “These things are a bitch,” I mumble, looking down at them as I try to figure them out. “How the fuck do you do these things up when you can`t even see?” I just pointed out that he was blind. Whatever. He`ll have to deal with that.

He`s chuckling at me again, but I ignore him. I know that I can shut him up, now. “I don`t think I ever said you could do that,” he informs me.

I straighten so that I tower over him again. He senses movement, I think, it`s freaky how he always seems to know where someone is. “I don`t always need your permission, Seguchi,” I growl, kinda annoyed. As I say this, I lower my head to flick my tongue against his lips.

He smirked again. For a second, his hands blindly grasp at nothing until he catches the front of my shirt in his hands. One hand stays there. The other moves downwards ... downwards ... downwards ... I`m just watching it dumbly .. downwards until he cups my hard erection in his hand and I moan loudly. “Shit.” I hiss as he rubs it slowly through my trousers. “Oh, Shit.” My knees buckle. Thankfully, Seguchi`s office chair is right there. I drop into it, but he`s still clutching at the front of my shirt firmly.

Things aren`t going the way I planned again. He`s in control and I know it. But right now, I don`t really care, cause he`s rubbing my cock and it feels so dammed amazing, I could be tied down and gagged and I wouldn`t want him to stop. He brings his lips to mine again, but instead of asking for permission to enter my mouth, like I did for him, I feel his warm tongue forcing itself in and I let out a deep groan. His hand is still rubbing agonizingly slowly against my groin and his tongue is swirling and dancing with mine and his other hand is dexterously loosing my tie which I never took off from school and I really think I`m gonna explode.

I try to pull away from his lips to actually breathe for a second, but he follows me back as his hand yanks my tie off and starts working on my buttons. It`s sick, really, that I was fumbling and cursing over his, but he pops mine through their little holes like it`s nothing at all. The kid is blind.

This is my little fantasy that we`re acting out here. I`m not gonna let him be his normal self and completely take control of this and make it his, like he does every other little thing in his life. I doubt he thinks about me like this. I`m actually pretty sure that all he`s doing right now is messing with me, although that thought nearly make my stomach sick. He gets his own way with me all the time, it`s my turn.

I still have my hands. If he can do my buttons – and he`s proved he can do that and more, since my jacket and belt seem to be gone and my shirt is open – then I can definitely do his. His hand is driving me so mad with pleasure than I`m amazed I can even do this, but I raise my arms and start pushing his buttons through their eyes one by one.

I manage to break away from his lips and move so that he won`t be able to see where I am to get me back. His hand squeezes my dick and I cry out, then bite my lip, realizing how fucking loud I must sound.

“You`re enjoying yourself, Senpai?” he asks in a heated whisper. I take a break from his last button to stare at his face. No doubting it, he`s liking this, too. His eyelids are hooded, his face is flushed, and while he`s not even close to being a breathless as I am, he`s panting, too. I undo the last button.

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