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Title: Sugar and Salt
Author: Fabi & Dani (
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heavenly23 Thank you ♥Pairing: Sakuraiba
Genre: Comedy, Fluff
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 'Sho Sakurai got arrested, will he confess all his crimes and pay under the law?'
Disclaimer: I don't own them, sadly ;-;
Note: This is other of our oneshots, that was written around 1 year ago in Portuguese (our first language), in Ohmiya Lovers. We inspired in SA photoshoot as policeman, so I did resquest to Fabi ♥.
Just a reminder, English is not our first language please be kind ♥
Sakurai Sho shivered when he heard the click of handcuffs closing on his wrists. But his reaction, unlike most people who could go through the same circumstances, had nothing to do with dizziness caused by the loss of freedom.
Instead.
The way the handcuffs limited his movements brought to him an indescribable feeling of pleasure. Perhaps because it was the first time experiencing that; perhaps anticipating what would follow. It could be fun, after all.
Therefore, didn't resist when he was thrown into a chair in front of a wooden table. The body only complained when a blinding light and uncomfortable spotlight projected over his eyes.
— Is that really necessary? - Asked, with his hands cuffed protecting his vision.
— I'm the one asking the questions here, Sakurai-san - said the investigator, while regulating the light intensity. - Please limit yourself to answer them!
Sho looked at the owner of velvety voice, ready to drop a sarcastic comment in reply to the strong words, but when he stumbled upon a docile appearance, as opposed to the tone of reprimand, preferred to say anything and, for a few minutes, he was studying the police, inspecting him shamelessly.
Sho liked what he saw.
The investigator was handsome, the lovely type. Especially when he was trying to pretend that he didn't bother him with the hungry look of the other.
And talking of hunger if I could describe it in flavors, could not decide between sweet and salty.
Exciting ...
A cynical smile came to his lips, as he imagined what he could do with him in bed.
For now, he would be satisfied to take advantage of the situation.
— And what do you want know, officer?
The officer sat on the chair in front, across the table. He adjusted his cap, before introduce himself.
— My name is Masaki Aiba. I am the investigator responsible for conducting this interrogation - introduced himself, polite. - I want you to answer my questions with all possible honesty, Sakurai-san.
— If you know how to be be persuasive...
— Where were you during the night of January 25th of 2008? - asked the agent, ignoring the provocation.
— It's been almost six years ... I don't know if I can remember the details. But probably I was celebrating my birthday with someone.
— What kind of celebration?
— The very intimate type - replied smoothly. - You want me to describe the positions we use?
— It wasn't what I was referring to, Sakurai-san! - The police reprimanded, and his face flushed. - I suggest you take it seriously. We are dealing with a serious crime here and it would be better to confess what you did without causing any problem.
— To confess? Already judging me as culprit Aiba-san? I thought every suspect were innocent until prove the otherwise.
Aiba cleared his throat embarrassed:
— You're right, sorry ... However, I will not tolerate quips. Answer seriously, please - recommended while looking to some papers. - According to these reports, You and the victim met at an Italian restaurant. Do you confirm?
— Confirm.
— How long do you know him?
— Since teens.
— Were you close to each other?
Sho took a while to answer.
— Not at first. He was cute and a bit clumsy... the naive type, you know? He was quite popular, but very noisy, too excited. In other words, I thought he was kind of annoying and, to be honest, I didn't thought we could become best friends.
— Annoying? - He asked the inquisitor in a tone that seems indignant. — But contrary to your expectations, you both became inseparable, right?
— I can say yes. I don't know when or how, but I found myself considering lovely everything he did, even his nonsense.
Suddenly, he became one of the most important persons to me.
— You have a strange way to show how much you valorize the importance of people in your life.
— What do you mean ?
Aiba opened a box which until then had been untouched in front of him.
— Recognize this?
— I've never seen in my life - the suspect said after a quick look at the content.
— You may have not seen ... - Masaki smiled, lifting the transparent bag. — But certainly touched. This gun is full of your fingerprints.
Sho was unmoved.
— I don't know how they got there.
— Let's stop this bullshit, Sakurai - the tone was harsh. — Will be better confess now! It was this weapon which you used six years ago achieving the victim's heart, right?
— I don't know what you're saying.
— Why don't you confess?
— Why don't you believe me?
Aiba blew out his bangs impatiently.
— Because I have all the evidence to the point as culprit. You're just trying to buy time with these evasive answers.
— Maybe you're right - Sho straightened his body forward, approaching the investigator. —Maybe, I want to spend more time in your pleasant company.
—OK! - He crossed his arms. — I have no hurry. I can wait until you get tired of this little game and confess.
— It may be a long wait. However, I know a way to become more interesting. And also ... pleasurable - he said after making his audacious fingers caress the hand of the police officer on the table.
— Was that the kind of approach which you used to lure the victim to the scene of the crime? - Aiba asked without making mention to take off the finger from the suspect on his skin. — He was seduced by this kind of cheesy pickup line?
Sho's laughter echoed through the room.
— It might surprise you how some people can be sensitive to a simple touch ... or not. Maybe you understand, since it is shaking all over due to my cheap touch ...
— Enough, Sakurai-san! - The investigator said, uneasy, getting rid of the suspect's harassment and got up.
— No more games! The first part of your answer was clearly a confession. Spit at once!
— You got me ... - he said after a defeated sigh. — I am culprit.
— With this, you are agreeing that seduced the innocent victim, making believe he was special and attracted him to a meticulously planned trap?
— He was not that innocent ... He was always looking at me with ulterior motives, admiring my body in secret. I believe he was always in love with me.
— You are so smug ... - Aiba twisted his nose outraged. — And a liar too. I bet you had to push hard to make he believe it was sincere. I knew you was all lovely with the other members of the group.
— I am a friendly person. Is not my fault everyone want me. But I confess: I had to prove he was the only one in my heart.
— It must have been difficult.
— Actually, it was more easy than it seems. First, I gained his trust making me one of his best friends and confidants until he proved totally dependent on me. Soon, I realized the passionate glances, the insinuations ... I knew he only needed a push to declare and the opportunity came a few days before my birthday.
— In January 2008...
— Yes. Naively, he asked me what I wanted as birthday present. I said he could take me to dinner at an Italian restaurant that had recently opened and I wanted to go, after receiving excellent recommendations. It was really very good. Everything was perfect ... the food, the conversation ... I couldn't help ... It was when I - Sho simulated with his hand the action of shooting — Bang! I gave the accurate shot
— Directly to his heart ...
— I confess my crime, officer. I declare myself culprit of this crime of love.
— I hope you're prepared to serve a prison term. I want you to know that as I represent the law here, I have all authority to punish you in any way I want to..
.
Sho smiled.
— I only ask you to be gentle since I seriously collaborated with the interrogation.
— Well, it will depends on the answer to one last question I need to ask you ... - said the policeman with an enigmatic gaze.
Within seconds, he was sitting in the chair next to Sakurai, the bodies very close.
— Do you still love him, Sho-chan? With the same intensity of six years ago?
— I love him even more – Sho answered without hesitation, covering the lips of the fake policeman with a warm, lewd kiss. Urgently he put the thin body next to him, and tried to open the zipper of the fake policeman jeans with his hands cuffed — Can you get rid of these handcuffs, Masaki? - He asked, offering his hands
— No way! - Replied breathlessly. — It was so hard to convince you to be taken over like that, you think I'm going to waste this opportunity? Moreover, remember you're being punished for disable my heart, bond it exclusively to you ... You don't will get rid that easy of this crime of love...
— Crime of love... I don't believe you forced me to say this - spoke, before sealing the lips of his boyfriend in a new kiss. However, he didn't have the same intensity or duration of the first, interrupted by the indignation of Masaki
— Are you making fun of my script? I spent three days preparing it ...
— I'm not making fun... I said the text, right? But c'mon that is an expression somewhat a little bit embarrassing...
— Embarrassing? That's what think about my script? So that's why you changed the lines? What was that of "noisy, too excited, annoying"? I've never been an annoying boy...
— It was just an improvisation I thought I would give more dramatic feeling to the dialogue.
— Also you thought I would like if you lie? What did you say ? "He was not that innocent ... He was always looking at me with ulterior motives ... I believe he has always been in love with me" - Mimicked the voice of Sho — Everyone knows it was you who kept staring at me without even try to hide it, practically eating me with your eyes. And what was that, I just needed a push to declare? If I remember well that it was you who first said you couldn't hide anymore your feelings for me. And it was not me who took the first step by asking a kiss as birthday present...
— I just couldn't bear more I was so eager to taste you... - confessed, running his hands cuffed by his boyfriend's neck. — And also because I knew you were crazy to taste my body and would never declare it if I didn't take the initiative...
— Smug ...
— Beautiful...
Masaki showed a charming smile.
— That won't work on me, Sho-chan ... Don't think that you'll distract me with these cheap praises ... You will not get rid of my fantasy to have you stuck at my mercy. On the contrary, this will only increase your sentence...
— What are you planning?
— Life imprisonment. A lifetime by my side...
— With the right to regular torture sessions?
Aiba kissed him lightly
— Don't give me ideas I can put them into practice next time we do our games. Perhaps we can arrange some accessories...
— No way! - Startled Sho, refusing to imagine what kind of accessories that Aiba was referring to. — Next time I'll use my script
— I can't wait, Sho-chan. But now, can you please come with me to our room? I'm exploding in randiness...
Sho was guided without resistance, the desire also pulsing throughout the body. In the short path, the room to the bedroom, the fertile mind anticipated its proposal for the next time.
Something regarding the naked body of Masaki covered with delicious candies...
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