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Kamata looked at the heavy blow he had been given, in the form of cards on the table. He looked across to his young opponent, who looked casually smug.“Congratulations” he said to the other Alpha.“I try" Han shrugged.“Now name your prize". It had been a good idea before the game started. He wasn’t worried. What more could he ask for, if not the usual. Money, cars, deals the list goes on.Han straightened up.“Your nephew, Takashi” he said simply.Kamata made sure his face didn’t reveal much. He wasn’t expecting that. Not at all.“You know, Takashi, brother’s son and Omega".“I'll have to say no" he chuckled.“You were the one to say winner gets anything” and he leaned closer. “Aren’t you a man of your word?” he sounded teasing.“Of all things to request, why him?” he was serious now.“Just because” he smiled. “I want him in my apartment before I get home" he winked at the Yakuza boss, before leaving.Kamata growled.#####Takashi loved the freedom. Being born an Omega was a sentence on its own, but driving was when he felt free. Very free. Drifting was soaring to him. He felt peace as he spun the wheel, and his tyre screeched and he went with the motion.That free feeling died when his watch beeped. It meant one thing. UNCLE WAS COMING. He had only ten minutes.Crap.He stopped drifting and drove quickly to the garage. He parked it and dropped the key. He ran up the stairs. The elevator wouldn’t help with his nerves.He had been able to set up equipment ten minutes away from their house, that would alert him when his uncle was close. And it hadn’t failed him yet.Eight minutes.He ran into his room, took off everything. He didn’t want to take risks. His uncle was traditional. Well he lived in Japan, so everyone was. His uncle couldn’t find out.He hopped into the shower. He was fast, but he made sure he was clean. He dried quickly and picked new clothes. He always had them handy. This wasn’t the first time.He dressed and ran down the steps. He ran to the dinning table and sat down, immediately going back to his calligraphy. As soon as he got his breathing under control, the door opened.He stood up immediately and approached.“Good evening uncle” he greeted.“Takashi” he said lowly, and took him in. “Working on your calligraphy again?” he questioned..“Yes sir" he nodded.‘Like ripping off a bandage’ Kamata thought. “Pack your bags Takashi. You’re leaving” he said in a monotone voice.“Oh!” it sounded more like a question. “Where am I going? On a trip?” this was weird. More importantly, by himself.“As of today Takashi, you’re no longer an Omega of this house”.He tried not to be in a defensive position. “A-am I getting married?” he inquired, his voice even.“Something like that” Kamata replied. “An Alpha named Han. You will be his" he breathed out.He wanted to scream, vomit and faint. Hit his uncle probably, but he wouldn’t be spared. He didn’t like this, but his uncle was looking at him, expecting him to say yes and he couldn’t say no.“Will that be all uncle?” “Yes" he cleared his throat. “I’m counting on you” he whispered.“Yes uncle” and he left to go pack.#####He sat on his bed, box open and his underwear in his hand. He couldn’t believe it. He was just going to be with someone he didn’t know. What was to be expected of him? He shuddered. He didn’t know where to start. His thoughts were all jumbled up.There was a knock, and he tossed his underwear into his box. It was Neela. He smiled at her sadly as she sat by his side.“I overhead" she began.He sighed. “I’ll be gone soon" he said defeated.“That isn’t fair!” she yelled in a whisper. “Tell him no, tell him you’re in love with someone else” she screamed.“Who?” he questioned turning to her.She looked amazed. “I-I thought that....”“You’re like a younger sister to me" sadly, he was honest. And besides, she was still in High school. His uncle would never accept that. She was nobody. An outsider. It hurt to say, but that was the truth.She lay her head on his shoulder. “How long will you be gone?” she whispered.“I don’t know” he lied. Probably forever.“I’ll miss you” she hugged him from his side.“Me too" he admitted, hugging her back.“I love you” she croaked.“I know” he swallowed his tears.He had packed and had been driven there with his uncle. “Takashi" his uncle called.He turned to him. “Keep your eyes open” he instructed. He nodded and stepped out of the car. He closed the door, but he didn’t drive off. He just waited, till he started moving.He made his way into the apartment building. It looked fancy, but not like the mansion.He walked up to the receptionist. “For Han?” she asked as soon as she saw him.“Uh...yes. I’m...for Han" he said.The woman stepped away from her desk, holding a key. “Follow me” she told him. And he did. They stepped into the elevator, and she pressed the button at the very top. “The penthouse” she smiled at him.They were finally at the top. She stepped out making her way to the door there, then opened it with a card. “This is all you" she said not entering with him.Of course. This was all him. “Thank you” he told her. He pulled his box after him and the door closed. That just increased his nerves. It looked like Han wasn’t around.Good for him. He could panic in peace.And with the card that stood out on the table that said, ‘Make yourself at home’ which was obviously for him. He would do just that.He found the bedroom easy. He explored. A big bathroom, though couldn’t be compared to his at the mansion. The closet had an empty side which he guessed was for him. He took his time unpacking, then he took a shower, changing to his night wear.The room was beautiful. It had a lovely view of the city and there was a TV. He didn’t watch a lot of TV. Uncle said it was unhealthy and unnecessary. Uncle Kamata wasn’t here now.He looked round for the remote. When he found it, he turned it on and settled it on the channel it was on. He rest his back against the headboard and watched. For a while, he forgot about his dilemma.Then the door opened, which had him jumping.At the door was a guy, which must be Han. He just stared at the Alpha. Scared, nervous and completely self conscious. The guy was nonchalant. He closed the door and approached. He wanted to run, but the door was behind him.“Takashi" he smiled. Like he hadn’t asked his uncle for him. Like an object.“Y-yes" he stuttered. He didn’t like the way he was looking at him. His hands went to his kimono gown, brushing it down. “I guess you’re Han".“I’m surprised your uncle told you" he laughed. “Enjoy your self for now, I’m going to get ready" and he walked to the bathroom. Takashi looked to the door, then the bathroom. He could run, but his uncle.....he couldn’t. He steeled his body reaction, then turned back to the screen. He said he was going to get ready.He knew for what exactly, and it wasn’t to sleep. He shivered. He hadn’t been with anyone. Traditional uncle. So his first everything was supposed to be by his partner.But he and Han weren’t married. So he was a traditionalist too. This was a bonding, and when he came out he would want sex. He eyed the door again. He could ask him to be gentle.#####Han placed both hands against the wall, as the shower water beat his head. He had never seen the Omega up close. He just heard stories from here and there, that Kamata had a nephew. And now he had seen him, that nephew was pleasing to the eyes. His eyes especially.He couldn’t wait to see underneath if it was the same beauty as the outside. He turned the tap off, dried himself then wore his trousers without the underwear. That would be disgusting.He turned the light off, then closed the door. He looked to the Omega, who was still watching TV. He chuckled and approached.Why did he ask for Takashi? It wasn’t everyday one could have an upper hand on the Yakuza.“Don’t you think it’s over for now with that?” he asked, picking the remote and turning it off.Takashi looked at him and gulped. He had never really seen a shirtless Alpha. It would be creepy if his uncle took off his shirt. And Neela, he had seen her bare arms, but Han was different. The fact he was completely shirtless, then his lean build.His eyes went further down to his unzipped pants, then back up. Without warning, Han leaned forward and kissed him. His eyes went wide. His first kiss. He really didn’t know what to do. But Han didn’t stop. He continued. He waited till his lips opened a little bit, then drove in..Takashi gasped. Was this how people kissed? It wasn’t really his cup of tea.Han had both of his knees on the bed. Takashi was in-between his spread legs. He liked how he just surrendered and left everything to him. His left hand went under his armpit, to his shoulder, pulling him close.Takashi didn’t know if he should keep his eyes closed or open.He gasped when Han touched him again. Touched his breast. He looked to him, then his hand. The hot shuddering feeling, that went through his body was new. He had his hair standing on end.Han squeezed again. “I never knew they were this big" the Omega didn’t know if it was for only him to hear. He removed both hands from his body, and went to the belt to untie it.Reality kicked in. This was happening too fast. He wanted to tell him be gentle, but he couldn’t find his voice. Han pulled the garment apart eagerly. His breathing had gotten heavier. Why wouldn’t it?“Fuck" looking at the two soft mounds of flesh, in the cream bra cups. Takashi was trembling at the look he was giving his body. He wanted to cover up. Han leaned closer, so he could fully remove his night garment.He did and his arms were around him again, and so was his mouth. His mouth moved round his neck, to his collarbone and just like that, he was free of the bra. Han squeezed again. It might have been gentle, to him it wasn’t. He closed his eyes when his right nipple was tugged and pinched. He hunched forward, trying to deny access. Trying to get the message across.But Han didn’t get the message. He changed positions easily, in any way Takashi's body moved. And then his lips were on his left nipple. He almost screamed, before falling back onto the bed. Han followed.Sucking eagerly. His hands were back around him, lifting him. Making him arch of the bed, so the Alpha could sate his need.The sensations, the foreign feelings, it was just too much for the Omega. And Han didn’t stop squeezing the other one. He didn’t know what to do with his hands. Hold him or just clench the air? He settled for the sheets.Han finally removed his lips, and trailed down with his tongue. He just stared up at the ceiling, too scared to look down. What was he going to do now? His breath hitched when the Alpha’s fingers were at the waistband of his underwear.“Sexy" Han said, pulling the underwear off roughly. Then he knelt upright. He should look so stupid right now. Naked and like he wanted to cry. Dishonourable. His hands inched slowly to cover his privates.It was mortifying when he heard the click of a camera flash. He almost jerked his knees shut when he felt warm fingers on his inner thighs. “Someone is jumpy” Han teased, before moving higher.Takashi’s hips convulsed. He didn’t know why. Just from a very soft rub. Not like he had much room. He was still between Han's spread legs. The Alpha smiled, but didn’t comment.Takashi watched silently as he shed his trousers. And his penis was free. His legs were trembling. Han laughed this time, as he changed their position. This time, the Omega's legs were spread. He rubbed softly again, which made Takashi swallow a scream. He must have been pleased with the result because he drew closer. He could feel the man’s body heat now, more than before.Han placed one hand on his hip, then the other hand on himself. “It might be a stretch”.Han inched forward and this time, Takashi released a sound. A high pitched sound. His whole body froze as he pushed in, slowly. He was hotter now, sweating. Han was....well he hadn’t had anyone. So Han was big.Han sighed when he was all in. So warm, so wet and tight. Kamata did an excellent job. He looked down at the writhing and trembling Omega. He leaned closer, getting more sounds and what was precious, he clenched around him.He was fully on him. From their chests, to their hips joined together. He placed his face in his neck and moved.“Oh" Takashi said weakly. Breathing through his mouth now. He couldn’t breathe through his nose anymore. Han was on him, and that didn’t seem enough. Han moved again making him release a sound. Something like a moan. He didn’t know what to do with his body, with everything that was happening. Han was oblivious, yet he continued moving. The sounds he made were embarrassing, the sounds he heard were mortifying. His legs moved crazily underneath him. Han moved inside him, just taking all the space, just made his body go crazy.His legs would move of their own accord. Curling, kicking or spreading wider. He didn’t know when his own arms went round Han's back.His hair tickled the side of his face, but that didn’t distract him. Han was slow, making sure he felt everything. His eyes watered, and his legs wrapped round his hips.‘It’s too much' he cried as he rocked with Han. His fingers raking against his back as he hit inside deeply. His face was permanently against his shoulder, as all those noises left him. He curled around Han more.His hips didn’t stop moving.How long had they been going?Hot warmth was pooling at his abdomen. Earlier he hadn’t said anything, but he didn’t know when his nails found purchase in his skin, and screamed “HAN!!!”.He had a quaking orgasm. His first orgasm. Screaming a stranger’s name. But he screamed louder when Han’s teeth broke his skin, then his knot began to form.His legs unwound, then went lax against the bed. Just spread eagle for the Alpha to do what he wanted. He dropped his arms too, panting. Han raised his head, looking down at him, licking his lips. Pleased. “Beautiful” was all he said, before laying on his side. Making Takashi follow and they were looking at each other.He didn’t know what to feel, but he was tired. But that wouldn’t stop him from trying to use his arms to cover up his breasts. This was his reality now.
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Takashi opened his eyes slowly. It was an effort. He was still really tired, but he knew he had to get up. The training wouldn’t just disappear, just because he lost his virginity the previous night. He sat up, taking in his naked state and covered up with his hands.He was cold. He stood up, picking his things. He had grown up with servants doing things for him. He had also thought that if he ever married, it would be to someone just like him. Yet here he was.He was still trained to do what was expected of him as an Omega. First thing he had to do was clean up. He didn’t want this guy reporting to his uncle. He found sheets in the closet, then changed the bedding. He would find the laundry room later. He arranged his personal stuff in the bathroom and cleaned himself up. Han wasn’t in the room. Either he was out, or was making breakfast. He carried the sheets and his clothes of last night down the stairs.Thinking about it now, he hadn’t eaten anything. He didn’t have dinner, but he had sex. He was starving. As he got closer down, he could hear voices. Multiple voices.When he descended finally, it was to see Han and two others. It wasn’t his business, he would just go.“Takashi" Han called. He stopped in his tracks and turned around. “I made us breakfast. Be quick let’s eat".He nodded and left to do the laundry. They went back to their conversation. He found the laundry and did what he needed to do. He was hesitant to go out. He didn’t really want to be around strangers. That would make him uncomfortable, but he was starving.Hunger won against discomfort. When he came back to the living room, it was only Han. He was grateful. He moved slowly to go join him. There were only two stools at the counter. He’d have to sit close to him.The breakfast looked and smelt delicious.“I honestly thought you were going to sleep in. Last night was you first time, right?” he questioned.He didn’t want to answer that. So he just ate.“Tell me about you” he started to eat too.“I’m Takashi, nephew of a Yakuza boss and I’m currently living with you. I don’t do a lot of things, but I love calligraphy and cooking on the side".“Now that you’re done explaining yourself as an Omega” he said placing a hand on his shoulder, “Tell me about Takashi”.His shoulders hunched forward, trying to protect himself. “I-I love driving, and I’m very good at numbers”.“Racing?” he voiced, his hand going lower, to his breast.“I haven’t really raced anyone" he gasped dropping his spoon, when Han groped him. The Alpha chuckled. “So you drift?” a button popped open on the casual kimono he wore. Then three more pops followed.“Yes" he gulped.“A drifter and also a mathematician. WOW!!” he praised.He didn’t sound mocking. That distracted him a bit, and Han’s hand dove into his bra cup squeezing him. Takashi hissed and groaned. His right breast was brought out of his cup.Breakfast was forgotten for now, as his nipple was played with again. Takashi gripped the edge of the counter, trying to be quiet.“These are just so soft. I can’t help myself” he said tugging on the nipple again, while caressing his other covered breast. It was a hard thing to do sitting down beside him, so he stood up and was behind him.As he tugged, pinched and rolled it into a hard nub, he blew cool air onto it. That brought fleeting relief. He caressed the areola for a while, before taking it between his pointer and middle finger, and just rolling it like he would to a ball.“Would you like to try drifting?” he stretched the nipple, which made Takashi squeal and lean forward, trying to lessen the pain. Han squeezed both breasts and brought him back up.“Yes" Takashi whispered. He just wanted breakfast, not to be assaulted. “Cool. We’re going somewhere tonight. Be ready” and his hands left his nipple. Takashi’s hands were there immediately, trying to soothe his burning nipple by massaging it. “Let me" Han said and bent forward, popping the red nub into his mouth. It was surprisingly soothing, as long as he didn’t stop. It was between his lips and open teeth. His tongue slathering it in saliva.It felt disgusting, but good. Han removed his lips and stood straight. He was really close and Takashi wished he could leave. “Let’s finish breakfast” and he turned the chair back to the counter, then sat beside him. They continued like nothing out of the ordinary happened..#####There wasn’t much to do after breakfast. Since Han made breakfast, it was only fair he cleaned up. And after that, he went back to the laundry. Now that was done, he was free to do what he wanted. What he didn’t want to do was practice calligraphy.Han had gone out, without giving him the details. The less he knew the better, but uncle had said keep his eyes open. He couldn’t just survive by being partners with the Yakuza. He'd look into that later.Now it was just him alone in the penthouse. And the TV was just there. Lunch, which would also turn to dinner would wait.Hours later, he was there curled up on the couch with snacks. Han’s kitchen was stocked. Back home, he would never be allowed to eat this, so technically he had a little bit of freedom over here.He had stepped away to make lunch, but now his stomach was full with chips, and his eyes filled with pictures. His nipple still stung though, since no one was around, he had popped the buttons and let his breasts breathe. That didn’t help much. He wondered why Han was so fascinated with them. They weren’t all that great.Today showed that they could communicate, so maybe.....no. He vanquished that thought. He didn’t want to ruin the peace he had.Night came and he had received a call from the front desk that he was needed downstairs. There was a reason he wore kimono tops, and kimono other stuff. His uncle’s endorsement deal. He put on black pants, boots and a long kimono top with split at both sides. His nipple was still distracting.He made his way outside to see Han in a lambo. He stopped to admire the beautiful model. A big difference from his uncle, who loved vintage cars. “Get in" Han told him, and he remembered where he was. He closed his mouth and got into the passenger seat. “Where are we going?” he asked once he was settled. “You said you love drifting, so that’s where we’re going” and he took off. Takashi kept his eyes forward. He was always at the back, so this was a big difference. The drivers drove at a moderate pace, but Han drove just the way he drove. Did it just the way he liked. He allowed himself a little smile.When they arrived it was cars, cars and more cars. Colourful, bright and stylish. Better than his uncle’s garage. He stepped out with Han, and just like that Han was surrounded by women.Looked like he was popular. Han didn’t go far. He sat on the hood, while the girls made themselves comfortable around him. The sight didn’t interest him. He turned when he heard revving of engines and screeching tyres. It was to see two cars drifting. That was beauty.They raced here. That meant, Han raced too. “Han" he heard a male voice call. He turned to see a high school kid approach Han. They shook hands stylishly. “So are you going to race tonight?”“No" he replied nonchalant. “He is" his eyes turned to Takashi.“What?” he said to himself.“Okay" and the boy went away. He didn’t have the voice to call him back.“You said you love to drift" Han spoke up. “This is your chance” he smirked.“I have never raced anyone before” he tried to back out of this. He heard loud engines again. This time a modified lambo, shooting out orange red flames, and designed with a fire breathing Chinese dragon. Was that what he was up against? “I want that car" Han told him, then tossed his keys, which hit his chest before dropping in his palm. “Don’t lose or we walk home".Han and his women stepped away from the car. “Don’t hurt her" and Han left his line of vision. Han got into the driver’s seat and rolled the windows up. He looked to the other car when he got behind the line. The creep was licking his lips and smiling at him. He looked up ahead.His fingers flexed against the wheel. He was a self-taught drifter. His legs were made for stepping on the gas, not walking. He took a deep breath, a guy walked in-between their cars.“Ready" a girl said.“Seto" another girl said.“Go!”Immediately he said that, he was off. Every other thing disappeared. The noise, the people. It was just him and the other driver, drifting. The peace and the freedom. It was euphoric. There was a bend up ahead.He smiled to himself as he drifted effortlessly. This was like swimming, not that he did. It was flying for him.“Eat my marks" he said to himself as he put much distance between both of them. Han would get what he wanted, and he would get to do what he wanted. Drift.The track still continued all the way to the roof, and he felt so alive. When he won, everything came back as his car was ambushed. Everyone was cheering and screaming. Acting like they hadn’t seen drifting before. Maybe they hadn’t.He stepped out to see his opponent walk by Han, and drop his key. He smiled and tossed it to the boy of earlier. The boy also handed him some money.Looked like Han loved to bet. “Let’s go” he told Takashi. And surprised him by getting into the passenger’s seat. Well he certainly wasn’t going to complain.He drove them out into the street and was off. He wasn’t going to drift, but the elation of winning, it was a huge rush. And that hadn’t left him. Han just watched him silently. He placed a hand on his thigh, which made him accidentally increase their speed. He calmed down, but the hand was still there. And his bruised nipple chose now to act up.He drove them to the parking lot and that was when Han removed his hand. They walked silently to the elevator and all the way to their apartment.“I guess I'll go set dinner” Takashi murmured.“Wait" Takashi jerked back. Han was holding onto his shirt.He turned to him. “Yes" he queried. “Why do you only wear these types of shirts?” he questioned, still tugging on the material.“An endorsement deal. My uncle controls my closet" he said.“Huh" Han still held it, stretching it, making it tighter against his body. “I see".He didn’t know why....oh no.#####He was whimpering more than a scared puppy. After the whole shirt thing, Han had said dinner could wait, then they had sat on the couch.They had kissed, well Han had done more of the kissing. Then he was back to his chest, but the other nipple. He didn’t know if he should have been thankful.He had taken off his pants, but not his top. The belt had been untied partly, and his breasts hanging out of his bra. Han had put his mouth there at first, and he was able to hide all his sounds behind his palm at the time.Not anymore.Han had rearranged their positions. Takashi’s back on the armrest, and his left leg hanging on the backrest. While Han had gotten naked and was plunging in.His position elevated his hips, and Han had a different angle from yesterday. It was so different. He was so wet. He didn’t dare to look up. This wasn’t like yesterday.Because of the different angle, Han was above him, literally looking down at him. And his hair tickling his face. He kept his eyes down, and his palm pressed strongly against his mouth.Han moved without a care. He stopped for a second, which made Takashi sigh. But it was only to raise his right leg just above his hip.The Omega’s hip jerked forward taking Han deeper than before. His hand dropped as that happened. He didn’t know where to hold. His hands were going all over the place. From his hair, to his chest. One hand went to the leg Han was holding.He wanted him to stop for a moment, so he could rest. But he couldn’t say that. Han pulled out abruptly. Takashi’s stomach muscles clenched and his thighs shook. The Alpha watched as he orgasmed. He put it back in, making him scream.“Ahh...ngh...mphf...nnnh...Ha....gosh....so.....” Takashi whimpered. It was cute to Han.His fingers barely touched Han’s hip before the Alpha pushed in deeply, locking them together. Han sighed and Takashi came again.While Takashi was convulsing, Han took him in. The Kimono wouldn’t survive, but at least the couch would. He switched their positions. They were both on their sides, facing each other.“That was amazing” Han laughed. The other man didn’t know what he was referring to.Han's fingers danced all over his body, but not to his breasts. “You did great out there. Would you like to do more of that?”Takashi didn’t care about shyness. He looked up at him. “You’re serious?” he was honestly surprised.“You’re good at what you do. Why not?” Han shrugged, his hand settling on his butt, giving it squeezes.That was another compliment. He smiled without a care. “Of course I would”.