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The Robber	By : Tekko Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Pierrot Views: 1652 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Pierrot. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-The Robber
- 2-The Robber ~Kohta's Turn~
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*Disclaimer* - Um...these are real people from the Japanese rock band Pierrot. Don't own them, never will >>

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Kohta moved swiftly in the night, blending in with the shadows. He was wearing all black, from his boots to the black cap his blonde hair was tucked under. He was wearing black leather gloves on his hands as so not to leave any clues for the police to go on. Nearing his destination, he carefully looked around to make sure that the coast was clear. He wasn't surprised when he saw no one, being 3:47 in the morning and all. Turning towards the gate that lead toward the large house, he quickly climbed it and jumped to the other side, darting into the bushes.

Staying low to the ground, Kohta made his way towards the house, still concealed in shadow. Breaking into houses wasn't new to him; in fact, he's done it for most of his adult life. He had heard about Mizui Manner and the owner, Shinji Mizui, and knew for a fact that he lived alone and was filthy rich. The black-clad thief created alone the side of the house towards the side window. Peaking in, he saw that no one was in the room he was about to enter and smirked. //So far, so good// he thought, reaching out to see if the window was locked. It wasn't. He carefully pushed it up in case it made any noise (that happened to him before when he was in a rush, and he almost got caught because of it). It slid open silently, and Kohta pulled himself inside.

Letting himself down gently, the blonde man quickly scanned the room once again, looking for any movement. All was still, and he allowed himself to relax a little. Looking around, he saw the room as an observer, not as a crook. Gasping, his eyes widened in shock and amazement.

The room was filled with artifacts. Chinese, European, African, Egyptian - too many to name. Kohta "ooed" at the Chinese watercolor paintings and "ached" at the tiny ox statues from India. He moved from display to display, watching as each of the cultures seemed to blend in with each other. He was about to stuff a golden elephant into his backpack when his attention was drawn to something more urgent; a noise.

Tensing up, Kohta ducked under a ivory table and froze, setting his whole body into hearing where the sound was coming from. There was silence for a moment, then the flush of a toilet could be heard in another part of the house. //Upstairs// he realized, looking around the table and at the stairs through the doorway. //Maybe I should introduce myself to Mr. Mizui//. Smirking, he pulled out the dagger he had stolen on his first robbery and got the rope from his bag and put it in his back pocket, letting some of it hang out. He wanted to be able to get to it when he needed it.

Standing up, Kohta quicklde hde his way to the doorway and stopped at the foot of the stairs. Looking up, he listened for any sound. Water could be heard faintly from where he was standing. Thinking quickly, he removed his shoes and started to carefully but quickly make his way up the steps, testing each one to see if they creaked before stepping down on it.

About five steps from the top of the staircase, the water was cut off. Two steps later, footsteps were heard in the hall. They were headed towards where Kohta was standing, stock still. Not wanting a confrontation on the stairs, Kohta did as best as he could to get low to the ground, molding with the steps. Just as he hit the stairs, what must have been Mr. Mizui strolled past, oblivious to Kohta's presence.

Holding his breath, Kohta carefully sat up enough to look over the steps and at the unsuspecting Shinji. He walked into a room a few feet away, leaving it slightly open. Kohta relaxed, starting to breathe again. //This is too easy,// he thought cockily, rising and making his was towards the door he saw the other man walk into.

Kohta paused at the slightly cracked door, peeking in. There was a form on the bed directly in the middle of the room buried under a sheet. //Knocked out already// he thought to himself, already counting what he could get from all of the stuff in the house. //It shouldn't be too hard to get him under control//.

Opening the door just enough to slip through, Kohta tip-toed over to the bed. Securing his dagger, he reached slowly over towards the edge of the sheet and tore it off onto the floor, bearing the dagger to a pile of pillows.

"What the -?!?" Kohta started when a hand came over his nose and mouth. Another arm came around his neck and pulled back, lifting Kohta into the air and forcing him to gasp for breath.

Dropping the dagger and faintly hearing as it hit the floor and bounced under the bed, Kohta's hands flew up to his neck at his attacker. It wasn't until he suspiciously started feeling sleepy that he realized there was a cloth in the hand covering his face.

//Chloroform?!? Son of a...bitch...// His kicking getting weaker by the second, Kohta felt a haze came down over his vision. Arms and legs slowly coming to a stop, he heard a distant voice purr in his ear, "Now the real fun begins..." Then he was engulfed into inky blackness.

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The fist thing Kohta noticed when he woke up was a faint throbbing in his temples. The second was that he was tied apparently from the ceiling to the floor with leather straps. The third was that he was naked.

Snapping fully awake, Kohta pulled at the leather bonds holding his wrists and ankles captive. //Damn it,// he thought, glaring at the wrist straps. //They only get tighter when I pull//. Trying to stand as best as he could and only able to go as low as to stand on the balls of his feet, he started to see if he could use his teeth to free himself.

"Finally awake, eh?"

Quickly turning his head, Kohta looked at a figure in the shadows to his left. Getting angry, Kohta growled. "Who the HELL do you think YOU ARE?!? Let me go, you sick pyhco!" Snarling, he glared as the other man laughed.

"Who do I think I am? Why, I believe that I'm the owner of the house you just tried to rob." Smiling slightly as Kohta winced, the man studied his well-built captive.

"What do you want?" Kohta asked grimly, knowing the police would be here soon. //I can't believe it,// he thought, reflecting on the last few years of his life of crime. //I got caught. For the first time since I've started, someone caught me...//

"Well, of course you have to be punished," the man in the shadows said, then thought for a moment. "Who do you think I am?"

Finding the question odd but not really caring about much at this point, Kohta replied, "You're Shinji Mizui, the richest man in stocks and trade, blah blah blah." Sighing, Kohta tried to reason with him. "Look, you stopped me before I could take anything, so there's no point in pressing charges, right? So why don't you just let me go?"

"Breaking and entering is a crime," the other man answered, amused. He scanned Kohta's neck and chest, muscled stomach, and lower regions licking his lips as he did so.

"Well, I'm sorry about that part," Kohta went on, still trying to get out of a tight situation. "No harm done, ne? You're ok, your stuff's ok, everything is ok. So if you would be so kind as to untie me-"

"No."

Getting frantic, Kohta tried freeing himself again, then stopped. "Hey now, there's no need to get all excited. The police don't have to get involved-"

"They *aren't* getting involved," the man said, stepping out of the shadows and into Kohta's full range of vision. "And as you can see, I am VERY excited."

Jaw drng ong open, Kohta stared at the other man clad in just fingerless leather biker gloves, thigh-high leather boots, and a metal chain bracelet. A silver dragon ring winked in the dim lighting from each nipple and his left ear. And he was VERY excited.

Placing a hand over his the head of his arousal, the man approached the helpless Kohta. "Shinji Mizui is my business name," he breathed, mere inches from Kohta's face. "In the bedroom, however, I am simply called Aiji."

Kohta arched his brow. "Aiji? THEE 'blessed child'?"

"So you've heard of me." Aiji stepped back and started to turn away. "Then you should have an idea of what's coming next."

//Aiji? I can't believe that Shiji Muzui is Aiji! Shinya talks about him all the time...dammit, why did I zone out every time?!?// Kicking himself for not paying his oniichan more attention, Kohta could only recall that his 'partners' were usually tied up and then tortured with pleasure. Doing all he could to ignore the sudden rush of blood to his crotch, Kohta awaited his fate.

"What is your name, my new little toy?" Aiji's voice breathed into his ear from behind, sending tremors of pleasure throughout his body.

"Ko-Kohta." Mentally kicking himself for the moan-like sound his voice made, he glared off into the distance refusing to be taken advantage of.

"Mmm, Kohta," Aiji purred into his other ear, running one hand down his back and over his rear. "Are you ready for me?" Not waiting for an answer, Aiji moved in front of Kohta again, holding a duffle bag. Dropping it, Aiji placed both hands on Kohta's chest, finding his nipples and pinching them. The blonde took in a sharp breath but otherwise made no sound. Grinning, the red-haired porn star attacked his neck, licking and sucking at the flesh there.

//Make it stop...// Kohta used all of his will power to keep silent. It was difficult to concentrate with Aiji on his neck, with his length slowly grinding against Kohta's inner thigh. Moving his hands from Kohta's nipples, the other man moved behind him and down to cup the blonde�fs round cheeks. Squeezing them, Aiji moaned into Kohta's neck.

"How I've longed for fresh meat." Nipping at the blonde's neck, he let his hands travel over the smooth skin. "Not the overused grime that they send to me."

Trying not to let Aiji's wandering hands distract him too much, Kohta did his best to snort. "As if you're any different."

Aiji paused, then moved to face Kohta. The blond felt a tinge of regret when he saw the true hurt in the hazel depths. //Why should I feel sorry? It's true!// Though something in the back of his minld hld him otherwise. The pain was suddenly wiped away from the other man's face and replaced with a sly smile.

"I've just thought of a new game, my toy." Aiji then moved behind him again and out of sight. A few moments later, Kohta felt himself being lowered.

//He - he's letting me go?!// Kohta tried to ignore the part of him that didn't want to be let go and waited to be freed. He felt Aiji come up behind him, but instead of uniting the straps, he suddenly pulled another around his waist and pushed Kohta forward, forcing him to bend over.

"What the hell?! I thought you were letting me go!" Kohta shivered as Aiji pressed his erection against his backside.

"Please. I'm no where near done with you." After securing the straps, he moved back into Kohta's line of vision. The blond was bent over almost to his waist, feet now fully touching the ground and arms above his head. The red-head smiled softly and reached out to stroke Kohta's left cheek with his thumb, which had turned pink in a blush. "Kawaii."

Aiji moved his thumb to circle around Kohta's soft lips. "In this game," he started to explain, licking his own lips at his hostage's new vulnerable position. "I will mimic whatever you do to me, to you."

Kohta narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?" The other man smirked. //Uh-oh.//

Silently, Aiji dropped to his knees, hand still by Kohta's face. He placed the other on Kohta's thigh so that he knew *exactly* what he interned to do. Kohta held his breath. //Why is he-oh god, he's so close-!//

"I'll start." With that, Aiji slipped a finger into Kohta's mouth, taking him in his own at the same time.

Kohta took in a sharp breath, then swallowed. To his astonishment, Aiji's tongue caressed the underside of his cock as if swallowing. Pausing to catch his breath, Kohta noticed that the other had also stopped. //He wants me to...I can't take this...it's like sucking myself off...// With a groan, Kohta began to gently suck on Aiji's finger. Aiji also sucked Kohta, following the blonde's action.

Kohta began to feel bolder and started sucking harder, leaning forward eagerly trying to get as much in his mouth as possible. The other man took in more of Kohta, sucking his prize harder. Moaning, Kohta pulled back enough to suck on the tip of the intruder, running his tongue over it before plunging back down. Aiji also did the same, drawing back slowly sucking on the tip of Kohta's cock before taking him in once again, bobbing his head back and forward.

Kohta began to suck frantically, getting closer to the edge. The pressure in his lower region was building, and Aiji had moved the hand from his thigh to caress his tightened sacks. //Oh god, please-!//

The finger and mouth were both suddenly gone. With a devious smirk, Aiji put - something - around Kohta's length, then started stroking it slowly.

"You - ah! - B-bastard!" Kohta moan at the last statement, thrusting into Aiji's hand. //I'm so close-! God, I'm gonna die if I don't come soon...//

"Do you know what I just did?" It took Kohta a few moments to realize the other had spoken. His thumb rubbed the tip of Kohta's erection, collecting droplets of precome. Aiji brought the up to his mouth, tasting the moisture.

"T-try to kill me?!" Kohta was involuntarily thrusting into the air, panting. //Dammit!// The other chuckled, bringing his hand back to Kohta's throbbing member and began his slow strokes once again.

"My my, grumpy are we?" Aiji leaned in to place an open-mouth kiss on the other's erection, pulling a hiss of pleasure from Kohta and another hard thrust. "You see," Aiji went on as if they were talking about the weather, lips still a inch away from Kohta's manhood. "what you are wearing, my toy, is a cock ring."

Kohta's whole body was throbbing. Every nerve ending was on fire and he felt as if a slight breeze would send him over the edge. And yet...he couldn't...

"Is - is this keeping me from -" He gasped as Aiji squeezed his aching desire, thrusting into his hand.

"Very good." Kohta got annoyed at the mocking tone in the other's voice, though there was nothing he could do about it.

Aiji sat up enough to see Kohta's face. "So it doesn't matter how fast-" with that, Aiji started to rapidly pump Kohta's cock, the other tossing his head back in pure ecstasy. "-or slow-" Aiji slowed his strokes to a crawl, dragging his fingers along Kohta's hard member while the other whimpered in defeat, "-I go, but you will *not* be able to find satisfaction until I remove the ring." He stopped his strokes and instead used a finger to circle around Kohta's thick manhood, the other trembling.

Kohta thought he was going to die. Wait, he *knew* he would. His body was rocking with tiny spasms which only caused him to become more aroused, if that was possible. "W-what do you want from me?" The red-head leaned up slightly to place a soft kiss on Kohta's lips, leaving them tingling.

"All I need you to do is-" his hand started massaging Kohta's sacs, "-to beg me to let you come. For you to admit that *I* am your master, and that you belong to *ME*."

Kohta tried to snort but it came out as a groan. "I...belong to no one..." A shiver went down Kohta's spine as the other gave a devious look.

"We'll see about that." Aiji took hold of Kohta's cock, stroking it firmly. Still stroking, he crawled around behind the bishonen in his grasp, face to face with round cheeks. Releasing the hard member, Aiji parted the soft cheeks before him exposing his prize. Licking his lips, he leaned forward, dragging his tongue over Kohta's opening before teasingly sticking the tip of his tongue in then pulling away. He placed his tongue over the opening once again, this time teasing the entrance for a moment before plunging in.

"OH GOD!" Kohta's body went into a spasm of pleasure as Aiji's probing tongue entered him. He felt as the other used it to thrust into him, racking his body with wave after wave of pleasure. The other pulled back and Kohta could feel his smile.

"I am your god now, me dear Kohta." Aiji grabbed the tube that he placed on the floor earlier and unscrewed the cap. Coating his fingers with the slick substance, he placed one moist finger into Kohta's tight opening, then soon another. Kohta�fs continuous moaning and responses had Aiji dripping and ready.

Kohta could only feel pleasure as the fingers probed and stretched. He pushed down on them and was rewarded with a third slick finger. His world was a sudden flash of stars as Aiji struck something inside of him. "Uhgah!"

Aiji was panting now, trying not to moan. Kohta was ready for him. There was a high-pitched whine as he removed his probing fingers, but it was soon silenced as he rose and placed his slick erection where they had once been. Taking a deep breath, he began to slowly push into Kohta.

Kohta was dying inside. His body was still trembling with pleasure, cock throbbing in pleasure/pain, and Aiji was moving SO SLOW! With a growl, the blond pushed back hard on Aiji's cock and moaned in pure pleasure.

Aiji gasped as the other pushed onto him, his cock devoured in a tight moist heat. He stopped to catch his breath for only a moment, then began to slowly thrust into the other bringing grunts and groans from them both. Reaching down to stroke the still captive erection, Aiji began to stoke it, thrusting as he murmured into Kohta's ear. "I won't be able to hold out for much longer. Either give in now or wait till I recover." He pumped Kohta's cock rapidly, thrusting harder as he felt himself get closer to the edge.

//You idiot! SAY IT!// "I...please..." Kohta moaned louder than the last time as Aiji found that spot within him. He could hear the other panting in his ear.

"What was that? You need to speak up," Aiji empathized it with a squeeze on the other's cock, gasping as he clenched tuscluscles around Aiji's manhood.

"Please master, let me come," Kohta groan, Aiji's thrusts speeding up. "Master! Onegai! I am yours and yours alone! Please bring me to my completion!" With relief Kohta felt as the ring was removed. It only took another hard thrust and a firm stroke before he came, moaning, his body racked with spasms of pleasure.

Aiji couldn't take the tight muscles squeezing his cock and came, emptying himself into Kohta. Panting, the porn star waited a moment before reluctantly pulling out of the tight heat. Standing on shaky feet, he waited until the room stopped spinning to check on his captive lover.

"Kohta?" No response.

Carefully walking around, he found that the blond had passed out and was now hanging limply from the bonds. Aiji smiled softly, stroking the soft blond hair.

After uniting the fit man, he carefully carried him into the bedroom and placed him under the sheets before collapsing next to him. //You're mine now, Kohta,// Aiji thought sleepily as his mind started to shut down. //You...belong to me...//

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Sometime later, Aiji awoke feeling more rested then he had in years. Eyes closed, a smile played on his lips as he thought back to the past events, getting hard just thinking of the blond. //I'm going have to take him fast this time// he thought, remembering the wonton reactions. //Oh yeah, he likes it rough.//

Opening his eyes, Aiji stopped. He blinked. Then blinked again. He was still laying on his bed, but his arms and legs were tied to the posts at the corners. The bag of toys that he had brought out earlier was to his right on the bed, open. And Kohta stood at the foot of the bed, holding a running vibrator with a evil grin on his face. Aiji swallowed. //Uh-oh...//

"Now, it's *MY* turn." With that he moved in on his victim, eyes showing no mercy in his gaze.

~sayonara~
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