Asami hid a smile as he sat down on the plush leather couch, Akihito quickly following behind. His young lover was talking animatedly about his new spring photography project for a magazine and he was practically quivering in excitement. He sat cross legged on the couch beside Asami as he continued to gesture wildly in his enthusiasm. Perhaps it was mean to not pay attention but Asami couldn't keep up with the flow of words. The businessman would never admit it, but he adored seeing this childlike excitement from his little lover. The way his eyes lit up in delight, the way he almost bounced in place as though he couldn't contain his enthusiasm, and most of all, how he always had to share it with Asami.

Reaching out, Asami carefully carded his fingers through Akihito's soft hair before gently scratching his nails along his scalp. It was much the way one would pet a cat, he mused. It was something he knew Akihito liked but he didn't anticipate the reaction he got this time.

"But, the... They... The... The... Hngh..." Akihito trailed off as he leant into his hand. The young man listed dangerously to the side, so close to falling off the couch that Asami had to catch him so he didn't fall. He bit back a smile as Akihito sighed in pleasure and just sat, still and relaxed against him, as his head was scratched. It was something he usually only did when they were curled up in bed together, with Akihito's head on his chest. He could have sworn previously that he would almost purr but he had never anticipated this particular reaction. And here Akihito wondered why Asami affectionately referred to him as his kitten.