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When Boundaries are Crossed	By : MatsueiTsukino Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > NEWS Views: 951 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-When Boundaries are Crossed
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The office was bustling. Keyboards clicked away in the research of wanted criminals and reports. Office assistants and part-timers filed folders in the metal cabinets that needed another bolt or two. One part of the building seemed to always be quiet with people working in silence while the other half barked orders for emergencies coming in through their telephone hotlines, not to mention the tip offs for their police officers to look into.

But no matter how busy, everything froze for a second’s worth whenever higher ranking officers approached the floor. One of those men was Nishikido Ryo; highest ranking officer of the station, below the Chief of course. Despite his occasional rude comments, he was the most respected because of his accomplishments in the field and the rational thinking during risky situations. Solving multiple difficult cases, he’s surpasses most of the older officers for his young age of 23. His rules came straight from the book and no one has ever seen him break a single word, not one.

As he passed by the desks, a dark-brown head came into view before everything went white. Papers flew everywhere as the person who ran into Ryo fell to the tiled floor.

“Watch where you’re going, would you?” Ryo scuffed, reaching out to help the man up none the less.

“Yes! I’m so sorry. I really wasn’t looking. I’m really very sorry!” The man brushed off his uniform and bowed rapidly in apology. As his bowing slowed, the other male finally realized who he was actually talking to.

“Holy…Nishikido-san! I didn’t know it was you. My name is Takahisa Masuda. I’m a new intern; please guide me in my learning experience.” Massu smiled cheekily, shaking Ryo’s hand with both of his.

“In that case, welcome to the Force, Takahisa. I’ll do that.” Ryo accepted the handshake with a slight smile.

“I’ll just clean this up and be on my way then. Thank you for your time, Nishikido-san. We should go out to eat some time.” Massu smiled happily.

“Of course” Ryo replied simply before a woman came up to them and saluted. By the look of her outfit and the name pin on her blouse, he knew that she was just a temporary part-timer.

“Sorry to interrupt but the Chief wants to see you in his office, Sir.” She said nervously. It was understandable. Ryo’s mere presence was intimidating all on its own.

“Message received and understood. You may continue your routine duties now.” Ryo reported back with a firm salute of his own. He left with that for the back office, receiving ‘hellos’ and ‘welcome backs’ along the way. The bustling of the main office area soon faded into the distance as Ryo traveled deeper into the halls for the Chief’s Office. Turning the golden knob on the paint-chipped door on his arrival, he vaguely thought that the name plate for the door still needed to be replaced. It still said the name of their former Chief that had retired a few weeks ago.

The ‘click’ of Ryo’s entrance signaled the Chief to turn around in his chair in attention. Fingered entwined and elbows landed upon the oak desk.

“Ah, Nishikido-san. Just the man I needed to see. Take a seat please.” He signaled to the leather chair in front of his desk. Ryo gave a “Yes Sir” as he took a seat in the armchair, sinking into the worn cushions.

“What did you request me here for, Chief?” Ryo got straight to the point.

“Now now, that is but a title. I’ve asked many times before to be addressed by name.” Yamapi gave a soft chuckle but his eyes never wavered in his hidden demand.

Ryo clicked his tongue in annoyance, “Ya-Yamashita-san…” A smile beamed across Yamapi’s face in approval, “My apologies for being blunt but can we get to business now, Ch-…Yamashita-san?”

Yamapi got to his feet and traveled around to Ryo’s side of the desk and leaned against the sturdy wood.

“Of course, I’ll just get to the point. I need you to go to the Saizen District in the city.”

“B-But that’s the prostitute infested area…” Ryo exclaimed, his nose crinkled in disgust.

“Precisely. And try to refrain from making them sound like bugs, Nishikido-san. They’re just as human as we are.”

“My apologies, Yamashita-san.” Ryo scuffed as if he didn’t mean it. He got the eye from Yamapi but he let it go. “But why do you want me to patrol that particular area?” Yamapi bent over his desk more to retrieve a vanilla folder and gave it to Ryo.

“I don’t necessarily want you patrolling. I need you to find this particular prostitute and bring him into the station to be booked and prosecuted.”

Ryo’s eyebrow rose in surprise, “That’s a HE?” as he looked at the prostitute’s pictures. Some captured the male exiting love hotels with shady-looking men and one even showed him beside a female. The main photo that had been laminated to the file was a mug shot, telling Ryo that this guy had come in at least once before.
“He…does women too?” Ryo asked, eyeing the female.

“He’s been known to take some female clients, yes, but only when the money is good. If you’re questioning the female in the photo though, that is one of his prostitute friends. She’s already doing her time. All I need you to focus on is this guy.” Yamapi stated, pointing at the mug shot.

Ryo examined it more thoroughly. First function for his mind to do when starting a case is know the criminal, making a mental image of whomever was on his hit list. The picture showed a young male with pink lips, quite full for a guy. His cheekbones were exceptionally high and smooth. Skin was a vanilla color, free of any blemishes or acne. An important feature stuck out at Ryo that what he was looking for to differentiate the male; a few beauty marks speckled around the top of his lips. Even with that golden hair, this guy was definitely Japanese. Ryo’s observation stopped at the youth’s eyes, they seemed sharp for his age, clear and more alluring than any woman’s that Ryo had come across.

“He must get a lot of clients…” Ryo mumbled without thinking.

“What?” Yamapi leaned in to hear.

“Nothing, I just said he looks rather young, He’s not a minor, is he?”

“Close but no. If you check the paper, it says he’s 21, though he probably was a minor when he first started that business. How sad.”
Ryo scolded himself mentally for not thinking of looking just to the right of the picture where the age was. Something about staring at the young male made him not think properly.

“So I just have to bring him in?"

“Pretty much. I need to know if you can do this. Can you?” Yamapi stared intently into Ryo’s face.

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be able to do such a simple task?” Ryo questioned, a little confused at the statement.

“Umm nevermind. Do you need to know anything else about this case?” Yamapi held his chin in thought. Ryo got up, went to the door, and turned the knob to leave.

“I know nothing that is not in my job description. I’m just doing my job, Chief.” And he was gone.

Yamapi sat in the chair that Ryo just left warm, smirking to himself at the sudden return of the title.

“This isn’t a job like you’ve had before. Trust me.” Yamapi sighed to no one.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Saizen District~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Ryo tapped the stirring wheel idly. His job required him to develop his patience for these kinds of stakeouts, but tonight seemed to feel different. It ran through his body like the excitement of a predator, fidgeting in place and wanting to see this prostitute soon. Thinking it would be best to catch him off guard, Ryo took this job as an undercover one; wearing normal civilian clothes and taking his own car instead of the dead giveaway of the red/blue flashing of his patrol car. The alley he backed up to park in hide him in the darkness and even more conveniently, was next to the love hotel that this male was last seen and came to the most at that. Ryo sat and waited for hours,

Thinking, “Tegoshi Yuya, huh?” as he waited in silence, that name repeating itself through his mind.

Then he saw him.

Passing right in front of the alley in a pair of worn women’s jeans that were tight enough to offer his ass to the world; his top a plain white t-shirt, torn to pieces with the bottom ripped off to transform it into a belly shirt. A silver chain glistened in the neon lights attached to his pants to loop into his back pocket. It bounced against that ass every movement the prostitute took as if to dare the world to give it a smack. Ryo found himself staring at that ass for so long that Tegoshi was nearly to the other side of the alley opening.

“Oh shit, how would a client get his attention?” Ryo ran through thoughts quickly, “I just need to lure him over here so I can arrest him without gaining any attention from his friends him might have around. I’m out of my comfort zone here.”

He reached out of his window and tapped his car’s rooftop rather loudly. It did the job. Tegoshi stopped and examined the darkness the noise came from.

“That was close. I’m never that slow. What’s wrong with me tonight?” Ryo scuffed at himself.

It all disappeared as he got into character when Tegoshi finally spotted the car’s silhouette in the shadows and his eyes landed on the driver. Ryo caught that moment and gave a sexy smile, signaling with his finger for the boy to come over. For a fraction of a second, Tegoshi gave a suspicious eyebrow tilt in cynicism. He saw that smile with the face that it crossed and couldn’t resist.

Cracking a mischievous grin of his own, he traveled over to the car. The disguised officer slowly readied his handcuffs, hid them to his side, and exited the car.

Tegoshi traveled closer and closer, hips waving seductively and the chain bounced its intimidation. Reaching the front of the car, fingers skimmed over the white hood and stopped in front of Ryo with that smile.

“Trying for the dark and mysterious image back in this alley, are we?” Tegoshi asked. His voice was the most amazing thing Ryo had ever heard, tempting him to forget himself.

Tegoshi continued, “Were you waiting for me by chance?” He inched closer to play with the buttons of Ryo’s shirt.

“In fact, I was…” Ryo murmured sultrily until he slammed Tegoshi into his car door, flinging the cuffs out, “To bring you in. I’m Officer Nishikido Ryo and you are herby under arrest for prostitution under my jurisdiction.”

Tegoshi lost his breath from the force but regained it to laugh. “Feisty. You like this with everyone?”

Freeing his hand from against his body and the car, he bit his lip slyly and ran his fingers up Ryo’s inner thigh, skimming the police officer’s crotch. Ryo gasped in shock before he took action. Moving them to the back of the car, he pressed the prostitute firmly against the back hood, quickly snapped on the handcuffs to prevent anymore inappropriate interference.

“You’d be better off keeping those disgusting hands to yourself!” Ryo growled into Tegoshi’s ear. He struggled to breath from the strength that threatened to crush him.

“Oh, you’re one of those, huh. Don’t want to be corrupted by little ol’ me? Mind letting me breathe?” Tegoshi coughed.

Ryo glared but loosened the pressure on the other’s back. It wouldn’t be good if he hurt him when the boy gave no threat. That would look bad on his files. That was what he thought anyway until he felt an ass rubbing into his crotch. His eyes widened, grabbing the offending object on reflex and pushing it back into the metal.
Tegoshi gave a playful moan, “Mm, easing up, are we? I love your hands…so strong.” He licked his lips and closed his eyes as if savoring the feel. Ryo saw it and quickly withdrew his hand. He hadn’t realized that he’d flexed his fingers into that soft flesh before he could stop him. Ryo rubbed his palms into his pants as if to try to remove the tingling presence.

“That’s enough. Get in the car.” Ryo ordered, puling Tegoshi upright and toward the open back door.

“Aww, but I don’t want to go to jail!” Tegoshi whined playfully, giving half-hearted wiggles.

“You should have thought of that before you started this business. Now shut up and get in.” Ryo pushed Tegoshi half into the door, backside sinking into the interior but his shoulders refused to go in by pushing against the top of the car. It all came to a halt when Tegoshi swiftly turned around and said, “I have a better idea! Take me back to your place instead.”

Ryo frowned and gave a flat “No.”

The next happened so fast even for Ryo’s trained eyes. Tegoshi leaned into the car, grabbed the top of the door, hoisted himself up in the air a wrapped his legs around Ryo’s waist, throwing his arms over Ryo’s head in the process. Ryo was taken aback in utter surprise; fore he was being outdone by a mere prostitute. But he had nothing to be ashamed of; this was a very experienced prostitute, experienced in escaping jail time by seduction that is.

Ryo came out of his stupor and tried to detangle Tegoshi’s arms from his neck but the cuffs got in the way. It couldn’t be done without breaking the boy’s wrists. He scowled and yanked at the offending legs next. That didn’t work so well either; fore every time he loosened their grip, they only tightened more dangerously. A groan escaped Ryo’s lips as their crotches pressed together hard. Tegoshi smiled pleasantly as he stared into Ryo’s eye, taunting him. Pink lips descended upon that dark neck, manifesting drops of perspiration. He licked the sweat and trailed quickly up the man’s chin to capture those pouting lips.

Eyes went huge and arms shot out to pull at the cuffed arms again, turning his head away from the alluring lips but it was futile. Tegoshi pressed the cold metal into the back of Ryo’s neck, inflicting a sharp pain long enough to attack his lips again. Something went down the officer’s throat and before Ryo had the chance to yank his head away again, Tegoshi released on his own.

“What the fuck!” Ryo growled angrily, “What did you do?”

Tegoshi’s eyes shined in triumph. He return to Ryo’s neck without a word, placing open kisses over the skin that was now coated with sweat, licking along the veins and watched him swallow a sharp gulp. Ryo stumbled unevenly, bad enough that he had to stable them both by grasping the car. His body suddenly felt so hot, making his vision a bit blurred as his breathing became erratic.

“Why is it so hot all of a sudden? So dizzy…oh no.” Realization dawned on him.

Tegoshi saw it and smirked sweetly, “I see you’re starting to feel the effects of my aphrodisiac now. It took you long enough. Am I that…” He rolled his hips, creating an involuntary moan from the poor guy, “…distracting?”

“Fuck” Ryo breathed, “Stop this!”

“Now why would I want to do that?” Tegoshi practically sang coyly. “Besides, this is so unfair. I can’t be at my best with these handcuffs on.” He stuck his lip out in a pout cutely, giving emphasis with a touch of the cold metal. Ryo’s body at increased in temperature so much that he hissed at the sharp contact. Tegoshi came in close, lips centimeters away and murmured, “I can cool that fire for you.”

Ryo growled, staring at the others lips, “You’re the one who did this to me…”

Tegoshi’s eyes grew serious, half-lidded, “Is there a damn switch that I have to turn on for you to shut up and fuck me?”

Ryo’s hips were so rigid, trying so hard to not press again the sweet contact even more. He was so close to snapping from the heat that ran through his body with Tegoshi’s tempting words. Hips torturously rolled over his groin; his head was beginning to meltdown in insanity too quickly for any of his police training to handle. The drug’s effect and the vixen attached to him, whose eyes burned into his, were crushing his will so easily.

The prostitute was enjoying this moment watching the turmoil running across the other man’s face. His lips chose their next target - Ryo’s ears. He licked the rim and down the lobe, blowing cool air over the drugged burnt flesh. A moan gave way with an instinctive thrust into Tegoshi as the vixen bit his lobe hard. He suddenly took that time to grasp that tempting ass that he had secretly wanted to hold when he first saw it. Holding it, squeezing and massaging it, he made Tegoshi emit delicious moans. But it wasn’t enough for the younger one whom had different plans.

“Come on! Your subordinate Shige was better than this and he was on bottom.”

He found the switch that he’d wanted.

Ryo swung them around and pressed Tegoshi roughly against the brick wall, pushing his cuffed wrists high above their heads. Tegoshi gasped, not having expected such a huge reaction. Ryo thrust against Tegoshi viciously as moans poured from the boy’s throat. Tegoshi secured his legs to combine his own thrusts in the quick rhythm.

“It s-seems that Mr. Big Bad Cop has a c-ah…competitive side.” Tegoshi moaned breathlessly.

Ryo frowned hard at the name, annoyed to hear it again. Shige was the most pathetic officer at the station in his mind. He never accepted Ryo position above him and showed how much he disliked Ryo every chance he got. It would have never crossed his mind that Shige was involved with any prostitutes though.

His hands grasped onto Tegoshi’s lush thighs and wrapped them tighter around his waist, pumping aggressively against the other’s groin. The simple, animalistic pleasures pleased Tegoshi. It all made him realize that there was absolutely no way that this man had a wife or even a boyfriend, how inexperienced and unskilled he was. No restraint was shown once so ever.

The police officer was never one to casually date let alone casual sex. Knowing he was all over the place, Ryo simply couldn’t bring himself to stop. The amazing body against his was so addicting already; the surprisingly strong thighs, hands grasping at the back of his neck, cold metal chilling his burning flesh. His eyes caught the other’s staring into his, such a beautiful face with half-lidded eyes focused intensely at the man in front of him.

Detaching from the rest of the world, he zoned in on those pink lips. No matter the officer’s state of mind, he always had something to say. “You wear make-up?”

Tegoshi smirked through his sweat, “I’m confident in my natural beauty. I have no need for a mask."

“Damn right” Ryo thought, leaning in to devour Tegoshi’s neck.
Tegoshi sighed in relief. He didn’t know what he would have done if Ryo had tried to kiss him. He only followed one rule: Never kiss a client.

“But he’s not necessarily a client though…”

Suddenly landing on his feet, giving a little wobble in the knees, his train of thought crashed. His lips were claimed ironically. That one rule flew out his mind’s window as something clicked. The next thing was nearly forbidden in his work, he closed his eyes as the kiss deepened. But it all felt so amazing, so right. Fingered ran through Ryo’s hair, finding this to be the chance to show off what he was really made of. Tongue and teeth hungrily claimed each other. Moans drowned in the darkness of the alley.

It came time that Ryo’s body burned so hot from the drug that all rational thoughts he had a sliver of before left his mind and took the tight pants from the other’s ass. Ryo unzipped his own jeans yet did not take them off, freeing his aching member. Tegoshi’s eyes widened at the well-endowed officer. Catching the expression, Ryo had the nerve to smirk, “Like that?”

“Oh my god, I want that.”Tegoshi practically drooled, tucking a finger on his smiling bottom lip. He shoved him rather roughly into the car seat, so fast the Ryo had to grab the door to prevent himself from hitting his head against the top.

The top officer was outdone yet against by the street whore. At this point, the drugs were on throbbing warmth in the back of his mind, behind the rest of the burning heat that came from his own body created by the vixen in…between his legs?! Before a single word could fall from his mouth, the wet heat engulfed his member. He nearly choked as his groan took words’ place. Eyes fell closed in ecstasy as his breathing became difficult when he could only pant for air. Something was done to the underside of his dick that made him see stars.

“Oh fuck!”

Tegoshi moaned in pleasure from the reaction creating vibration to bring yet more moans from the male above him. His tongue played with the tip and soon devoured most of his prize until he couldn’t take anymore in. Hands gripped the door for support until knuckles turned white and lights shined behind Ryo’s eyelids. He never experienced such a thing before. But it was soon all gone. He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and opened his eyes. The other male slide up his chest with feline motion up toward his face, as if he had muscle in placed that normal humans wouldn’t have.

He couldn’t do anything else except fall farther into the car seats, having the boy creep in with him, reaching behind him with the cuffs awkwardly and shutting the door. He turned back to face the man now below him and smiled.

“Fuck, that smile is so damn sexy.” Ryo said, not realizing he said it aloud.

“Why thank you. I do try.” Tegoshi gave a silly half bow. With that, he used that insane cat-like ability to crawl sexily to sit on Ryo’s abdomen, never losing eye contact. Ryo’s back half pressed against the opposite car door, groaning as Tegoshi skimmed his dick to sit just above it. It sat there begging to be relieved, throbbing in agony. You would never have guess by Ryo’s expression, it was damn controlled for a man in his state. A person would have to know how to read his eyes; they were the only gates to see what he truly desired. What this respected officer wanted to truly do to this mere whore on top of him.

Tegoshi’s whole body burned for this man. Surprisingly, more than any guy he commonly fucked on the streets. He wanted more of this dark man named Nishikido Ryo. You could see the excitement shine in his eyes. He rubbed his ass cheeks up and over the member below him, savoring the feel and the voice than groaned in tortured pleasure. His entrance twitched in anticipation, not wanting to wait any longer. Tegoshi readied himself to go down on what he wanted.
Until he was stopped by strong hands on his hips, stopping him right above something they both wanted.

“Why’d you do that?” He whined in disapproval. All Ryo could do was just stare, stare at nothing in particular, in fact, he was staring straight through the prostitute.

Tegoshi frowned and went to Plan B. He reached under the man’s shirt and attacked the nipples underneath, pleasuring them with a mix of warm fingers and pained metal. Ryo gave a sharp moan but his reluctance was stubborn. Trying to maneuver his hips downward, Tegoshi continued trying to persuade the other with hardening nipples and hot breath. Leaning in, he whispered, “You’ve already come so far. You know you want this…” Ryo didn’t respond.

“I know I want it, to feel you inside me, to go crazy from how delicious it feels. Don’t you want that…control over me? Make me scream your name from these lips.” In emphasis, he kissed along Ryo’s jaw line. “Pure ecstasy”

The dirty talk killed Ryo resolve instantly. He released and within seconds he was inside the vixen. Both threw their heads back and moaned. Ryo reached out to grab what he called the ‘Oh Shit’ handle, that handle that hung above the car door that if you’re ever in a near car accident, you grab on to it and scream ‘Oh Shit!’ Yeah, this was definitely one of those moments.

Something hit Ryo’s senses once he could see through the stars. “Why are you so…ready?”

“I’m always ready for anything. I’ve got lube already inside.” Tegoshi said proudly, if that was even something to be proud of.

“Holy shit…” Ryo exclaimed before it drowned into incoherency. Tegoshi decided it was time to start pumping on his throbbing member. He grunted at the sudden start. The damn whore rode him like a fucking horse rider.

Panting like an animal in heat, Tegoshi grasped onto Ryo’s shirt, handcuffs clinking as he bounced up and down. The thickness that penetrated him was almost too much. Never before had he had such a client to give him such pleasure by just laying there while he bounced.

“Oh gods, I want more! Please move for me.” Tegoshi moaned shamelessly.

Ryo complied as he started thrusting upward, digging his fingers into the boy’s ass cheeks. Even for his lack of technique, he knew this wasn’t such a good angle or position so he sat up and leaned better on the door. Tegoshi took that moment to cross his circled arms over Ryo’s head and wrapped them around his neck as best he could. Ryo put one hand back on his ass while the other grasped the ‘Oh Shit’ handle and it began. He fucked that ass as hard as he could.

Tegoshi whimpered in slight pain from the thickness but it soon drowned into streams of whorish moans and pants of extreme pleasure. He groaned dirty words of encouragement, biting at Ryo’s neck. His hair was all over the place and his face flushed from the heat of the activity and the fact that the car wasn’t on so there was no air conditioning didn’t help much either. Both had hard time breathing from it all.
“Oh yes…so good! You’re so amazing. Please, faster!” Tegoshi begged.

Ryo would die if he went any fast in that position and wouldn’t even be able to walk later. He had an idea break through the haze of ecstasy. Maneuvering from underneath the younger one, he pushed him down face first onto the seat toward the other window, pulling back the chain of the handcuffs to leverage Tegoshi correctly.

“Mm, I love it. So dominant all of a sudden.” Tegoshi smiled, offering up his ass willingly. “Will you fuck me now?” He breathed.

“Shut up” Ryo said simply before he re-entered. Before it was all about the depth, now Ryo fucked as fast as he could, making Tegoshi lose that smartass attitude of his as he reverted back to moaning like an animal. The angle was just too sharp to go for that long. Soon both their visions became distorted and heads fuzzed from the pleasure that pounded at them both. Tegoshi especially became dizzy from the blood that rushed to his head in that position but it felt so insanely amazing that he couldn’t complain. It wasn’t like he was able to form coherent words at that moment to begin with.

Then it happened. Tegoshi was used to either his client or himself orgasming first but like everything else tonight, it was different. They both came at once. Tegoshi finally let himself scream Ryo’s name and Ryo found himself screaming Tegoshi’s.

Everything went black.

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Back at the station…

Yamapi looked at his office clock from his big leather chair. It was so late and Ryo wasn’t back yet with his assignment complete. He sighed, shaking his head.

“I thought for sure that Nishikido-san was the man to finally bring that boy in…guess he’s as human as any of his subordinates are…”

Yamapi leaned back into his chair, threw his feet upon Tegoshi’s folder on his desk, and stared at it.

“Yet another officer falls, ne?”

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Notes: I wrote this pervy story a WHILE ago and blushed insanely as I read it. -.-
I'm such a pervert.
ANYWAY, there is a Sequel because of popular demand. It is called, What Is a Kiss Through Passion?
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