He didn't know what triggered it, but a maddening urge to possess Azu took over Akira. The fire inside him was blazing, but unlike earlier when it was furious and was prompting him to attack Azu, this time it  announced an almost animalistic need to take him. 

Akira's hands cupped his face and pulled him closer. It seemed as if Azu could feel his need too, for he offered no resistance and complied almost immediately.

As Akira stared into Azu's eyes, he witnessed it turn ocean blue and in its depths, he found reflected, his crimson flames.

When he managed to find his voice and speak, he sounded deceptively calm, so much in contrast with what he was feeling inside.

"I want to kiss you. Can -"

Before he could finish, Azu took the leap and closed the distance between them, kissing him on his lips. Akira's self-restraint melted away as he started nibbling at them. 

Akira put his arms Azu's waist and fiercely pulled him closer. Azu felt his legs go weak and he let out a soft moan as Akira pushed his body against him one more time and let him feel his urgency. 

Akira wanted to take the lead and Azu gladly let him.

His hungry lips attacked Azu's and the softness which welcomed him left him begging for more. He sucked on them desperately, like a butterfly would to a flower, because to him, they were no less sweeter than nectar. There was a firm tenderness in this act but so was an unmistakable lust, burning bright, underneath. 

He ravished Azu's lips but his thirst was still left unquenched. That wasn't enough at all and now, his tongue waited at the entrance of Azu's mouth, asking for the permission to go in. 

He prayed and it was answered. 

Their lips entwined and began a tango of their own. Their rhythm was way off beat and their movements   far from being gracious. Yet they held on to it, pulling away at times to breathe but then quickly coming back for more with ever increasing need.

Akira squeezed Azu's butt and a moan escaped him ; his eyes squeezed shut and his body arched a little, in pleasure. 

"Azu," Akira panted as he struggled to finish what he wanted to say. His hands travelled downwards and cupped the bulge that had formed on Azu's pants. 

Rubbing his palm on it he brought his mouth closer to Azu's ears. He paused before he softly blew on his ears and whispered in a sexy, husky voice "I want .. more." 

Azu could never get used to this side of Akira. His body scared him a little at times like these when it responded to his every touch and command, with no sense of shame. And it did just that, again. 

As Akira came closer and closer, he retreated and before he knew it, his back was against the wall. What baffled him was the realization that there was a part of him that wanted Akira to push him against the walls and take him without mercy. 

The thought distracted him and brought into his mind an image that he wanted to forget.

A wave of pure pleasure shot through him and he was snapped to attention when Akira bit his ear. He did not stop there, nor did Azu want him to stop. So he continued to nibble at it, all along getting drunk on Azu's sweet moans and purrs. 

"Give me more, Akira." Azu invited him. 

"I'll have it then." Akira accepted and not bothering to waste another second, placed a quick peck on Azu's lips.

The gentle wind soon gave way to a storm. Akira greedily sucked on Azu's lips as his one hand found its way to his nipple. While he was being impatient with the former, his fingers in contrast were very accomodating with the latter. They traced small circles on it over the fabric he was wearing, all the while kissing him.

 As he grew bolder, he moved forward, pressing Azu's body against the wall with his and inserted his right leg between his legs. 

A shiver ran through Azu's body, not in fear but in desire and anticipation. And when Azu's thighs rubbed lightly against his groin, he grunted. Before he could do something by himself to calm down his body, Azu's fingers had started punishing his nipples and his mouth seemed to have gone crazier.

His teeth were now nibbling his lips harshly, almost to the point of pain and his fingers were nipping his nipples, at times twisting them and rubbing them. The fabric on top of it irritated him but at the same time provided a much wanted friction. 

And when Azu least expected it, Akira pinched them. Hard.

Azu let out a yelp. 

Akira pulled back and stared at his face in worry. "Are you okay? Did it hurt?"

"You are being a little rough today." Azu told him, running his tongue over his lips.

"I was." Akira's face drooped a little. "Did you hate it?"

Yanking him closer by his shirt, Azu replied, 

"No, I fucking loved it." 

And they were back at it again.