Part 5

Nino had come to adjust pretty easily to living with his master. He knew well that it was now where the real test was starting because now, he had to follow specific rules twenty-four seven. There was a pair of eyes following his moves… and he couldn’t let their owner down. He wouldn’t stand the idea. It’s been three months since he wore the beautiful collar around his neck. Three months of pure bliss and feeling of completion. Jun was someone who liked things be done in a specific way and order, and Nino was more than happy to comply with the other’s requests. He was someone who could easily adapt on a different environment, not having too many rules himself, but above all, being willing to satisfy his master.

They had an everyday routine and he was ok with it. He would be the one to prepare breakfast and lunch but it would always be Jun the one who cooked dinner for them. Nino had to admit that not only did he enjoy eating his master’s delicious food but more than that, he couldn’t help staring at the other while he was cooking. Now, he could understand that it wasn’t an exaggeration when women called a man who can cook sexy. In the past, he didn’t have the chance to appreciate such a view but now, he could verify it.

The times, where thoughts of walking to him and kneeling on the floor to take him into his mouth right at that moment were flowing in his mind, were numerous but he had to control himself. He didn’t have the right to… only if he were asked. Though, he was sure that it hadn’t passed unnoticed… Jun would always wear a pair of jeans or trousers that made his legs look sculpted by the most talented artist. On top he’d go for loose T-shirts or V-neck shirts… always leaving a hint of collarbones free… A part of him believed that his master was doing it on purpose… so that he got horny… so that he would scream at the top of his lungs as he’d fuck him hard later against the large window of the living room, on his fours on the floor or bent over the sofa.

Till that day, he had spent all his nights in his master’s bedroom. Enjoying Jun’s body warmth so close was making him feel safer than ever. The phrases spoken in a whisper that were reaching his ears right before he fell asleep sounded like soft lullabies, exactly like the picture of his sleeping master by his side every morning was the best way wake up, his lips always curving into a wide smile. He wished he could lean down and steal a kiss, brush his hand through the dark, soft hair that were spread on the white pillow but he was afraid. He would act out of his free will and that wasn’t something a good submissive would do… not unless he had his master’s agreement first.  

He got out of the bed and headed to the bathroom to have a quick shower before going to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He didn’t care to put anything on. Jun had been clear from the very first moment.

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First morning after Nino moved in…

Nino was about to grab his boxers when a hand forbid him from doing so.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

There was a warning hiding behind every word, making Nino gulp.

“I’m… really sorry, master.”

“What did I ask you, Ninomiya?”

“What I was about to do…” Nino whispered lowering his head.

Jun made the other look at him. “So, the answer to that would be…”

“That I was about to put my boxers on.”

Jun arched his eyebrow, his gaze never leaving Nino’s face. “And have we said anything about that?”

“No clothes in the loft. Especially on Weekends.”

“And what day is today?”

“Saturday.”

“There you go.”

“I’m sor-”

“You shouldn’t apologize. I didn’t scold you, Ninomiya, I just reminded you one important rule. I understand that it’s only the first day. Besides…” Jun’s eyes roamed on his submissive’s naked body, his hands brushing feather-like the thin arms as he opened his mouth again, this time his voice sounding huskier. “I want to be able to admire this piece of art I created last night before it fades away… It would be a pity, don’t you agree?”

Nino had to gulp, his cheeks getting hotter from embarrassment and pride in the same time. This was also something that had never happened before… this along with the funny way his heart insisted on beating every single time he’d receive a compliment from the other.

Jun made no comment, because Nino was sure he’d seen how his words had affected him, and just pulled him into a demanding kiss.

“I can’t get enough of you…” the master whispered on Nino’s swollen lips. Jun’s hands were holding Nino by the waist, pressing him against him firmly.

Nino was sore… the marks and love bites that covered his body were the proof. It had been intense and insatiable… so much that the last time he experienced orgasm, his body had no more cum to produce… yet right at that moment, he felt his arousal growing in him.

“Master…”

Jun smirked. He could see how lust had clouded over his submissive’s beautiful hazel eyes. So raw… so ready to give into him… into everything he’d ask him of… and that was only making Jun want him more. He let out a little growl before he pushed him backwards until the smaller man was pinned against the closet door.

There was no complaint… no resistance…

“You have no idea how delightful the idea of shoving my dick into your little unprepared hole and fucking you raw is at the moment…” Jun whispered huskily in Nino’s ear, letting the tip of his tongue play with the earlobe before sucking the soft skin lightly. “… But you wouldn’t handle it…”

“I wo-”

“You wouldn’t. I know how much you want it… I know that your little insatiable body is always thirsty for my cock but afterwards you’d be in so much pain that would make me feel guilty.”

“But-”

“Make us come, Ninomiya.” Jun’s hoarse, from the arousal, voice filled the air.

Nino took a sharp breath, looking deeply into his master’s eyes, asking him without actually speaking the words out, if he really meant what he had just said.

Jun let out a hiss before guiding Nino’s hand between their bodies. “I won’t wait for an eternity. I asked you to make us come.”

Nino’s hand was trembling as he realized that his master was indeed asking him to jerk them off simultaneously. The sensation of their fleshes brushing against each other was enough to make him get hard completely. It was hot and somehow was lowering some boundaries between them… or at least, was showing that at that very moment, Jun was showing him that he was taking him into account as a man, apart from being his slave, as well.

With all these thoughts storming into his head, he started moving his hand up and down, a little uncoordinated at first, until he found a good pace. He was guided by his master’s moans and changes in breathing. It was him that he wanted to satisfy; more than himself. His pleasure was Jun’s pleasure. He couldn’t stop staring at the other’s face… he was so beautiful… so damn beautiful… the little frown on his forehead due to the sensations, he was getting, was making him look sexier in Nino’s eyes. He wanted to try harder, his hand moving faster.

A surprised moan escaped from the back of his throat as his master’s erection was now moving against his. It was as if he was stimulated in two ways, from both his hand and the hard flesh, as the other was now moving his hips freely. He wanted to move as well… to gain as much friction as possible but he wasn’t allowed to. He hadn’t been told he could move, so he continued on stroking the two cocks the best he could at that state. His lower back was twitching… as if it was protesting for not getting the attention it usually did. Without realizing Nino’s legs were moving in a way that betrayed his needs, causing Jun to chuckle.

“Such a hungry body you have, Ninomiya.” Jun growled in Nino’s ear. “Open your legs a little.” Nino didn’t need to be asked twice. “Good boy. Now, open your mouth.” Nino did as asked, his eyes begging Jun to do what he was hoping for. “Did I say you could stop jerking us off?” Nino bit his lower lip, cursing himself for getting distracted, before his hand started moving up and down the two lengths in a steady rhythm. “Now, make sure it’s completely wet.” Nino couldn’t help moan around the index that had been introduced into his mouth. His eyes closed, as his tongue moved around it, covering it with a generous amount of saliva. The next minute, he felt it going lower until it was circling teasingly around his entrance.

“How bad do you… want it…?”

Nino’s left hand was clutching on Jun’s shoulder, not having the strength to stay on his feet anymore. “Master… please…” he knew he sounded desperate but he was and he wasn’t ashamed of it. “I beg you…”

“If I do it you promise you won’t come until I allow you to?”

“Y… yeeessss… plea-” Nino didn’t have the chance to finish the word. On the contrary it was a lustful moan that echoed in the room.

“Fuck, Ninomiya!” Jun was moving his erection on top of Nino’s in the exact same rhythm as his hand was moving in and out at the latter’s lower back.

Nino didn’t wish to close his eyes but he felt overwhelmed with everything. He could feel his master’s long finger in him, moving in the way he knew it would drive him crazy. He could feel the hot flesh moving against his own and against his hand. He could feel the deep puffs landing on his face, warming it in the most arousing way. He could hear the sounds they created on the closet door, as their rhythm turned more and more frenzied. He knew Jun was about to come… he could feel it. His insides wanted to explode at the thought that he had been the reason… he was the one that made his master feel aroused… he was the one that made his master now chase down his orgasm.

He let out a surprised moan when abruptly he was pushed on his knees in a not very gentle way just in time to feel hot cum landing on top of his face. Smiling he opened his mouth hoping to be able to catch as much as possible. Every time he was covered by his master’s cum, it felt as if the time stopped. It was almost magical. He didn’t dare to move away… He didn’t want to. He remained at his spot until he felt no more cum reaching him. Once, it was finished, he looked up at his master, his smile turning wide. He was happy.

Jun was still panting but he couldn’t help but let out a shaky moan at the image of a completely blissful, covered in his cum, beautiful face of Nino. He closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down. He didn’t want to get aroused once again because then, he couldn’t promise he’d be limited to a hand job and he didn’t want to hurt the other. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the other remaining in the same position. His eyes went lower seeing the precum that was leaking from his submissive’s untouched erection.

An urge filled him up out of the blue. He pulled Nino back to his feet. “Don’t dare to move.” He said warningly as he knelt on the floor. He had never done this before… but this time, it was Nino. Nino who had come to live with him, who wore his collar, who was always there to satisfy him… So many feelings and emotions… he just wanted to show the other that he was satisfied with him… or so, he wanted to say to himself because deep inside he knew he died to taste the other in his mouth.

Without waiting any longer he leaned closer to Nino’s crotch taking the heavy cock into his mouth. He couldn’t help moan. It felt so hot against his tongue. He let it swirl around the length before hollowing his cheeks, sucking deeply. He could feel his submissive trembling. He smirked. It was obvious that the other was taken by surprise. He was happy that Nino didn’t try to thrust into his mouth, nor to put a hand over his head making him take him deeper.

Nino understood that he could not do that. Despite their position at the moment, he was still a submissive and Jun was his master. Jun worked on him more eagerly, licking and sucking the right moment, while scratching lightly the head close to the slit with his teeth when he wanted to add a bit more pressure. He bobbed his head a couple of times, and soon, he could feel that the other was about to come. He let the hardness slip out of his mouth and stood up, his left hand gripping Nino’s hair, fisting it quite forcefully and pulling his head back so that the latter could meet his eyes.

“Come.”

The order was clear and Nino couldn’t disobey. He ejaculated hard sending his cum on his lower abdomen, on his master’s body and on the floor, his whole body jerking from the intensity of his orgasm. He didn’t need to be touched, yet Jun’s free hand came to tease the slit making him leak some more, his legs trembling. It was overwhelming… it was too much.

“Master…”

“Clean me. With your tongue.” Jun whispered in Nino’s ear before pushing him back on his knees. “Your eyes on my face.”

Nino licked his lips as he did so. It was always weird to taste himself but he didn’t care much, not when it was his master the one asking him. He put his hands on each side of the other’s thighs, leaning forward. The muscles under his skin felt firm, strong… each and every part of Jun’s body was perfect in his eyes. He looked at the white cum, mixed as it was with droplets of sweat, making his throat turn dry. It was his… his… His master had his cum on his lower abdomen…

“Do you intend to do as asked or just sit there and stare with your mouth open like some fish out of water?” Nino immediately turned his gaze up afraid of having angered Jun. “I asked you to clean me. Should I go and do it by myself?”

Nino shook his head hurriedly, not realizing he hadn’t uttered a word. He didn’t lose another minute, allowing his tongue come in contact with the still-hot liquid. He worked on his master eagerly, making fast but certain moves, his eyes never leaving the beautiful face that was still turned at him, still looking severe. It was right before he finished that he noticed there was a trace of cum on his master’s length. He looked up asking with his gaze if it would be ok to lick it off, too.

“Do it.” Jun told him firmly as if he was reading his thoughts.

Nino leaned closer, letting the tip of tongue slip up the length more than necessary to take it away. His heart jumped funnily in his chest noticing the reaction to his small tease. He bit his lower lip for a second. He knew that if he did again, the chances to get punished afterwards were there but then again, it’d be worth it. He looked up at his master, a hint of smirk appearing on his lips as he noticed the flushed red cheeks of the other. He leaned closer once again, licking the nerve in the side stopping right before the trace. The cock twitched once again, feeling harder this time. He closed his eyes sighing. He had managed to awaken his interest once again. He experimentally placed a small kiss before sucking the area with the cum rather provocatively. The groan that reached his ears was enough to make him drop the mask and work on the half-hard member the way he wished to.

He may have not been asked but he didn’t care at the moment because he simply wanted to show his master how much he cared for him, how much he loved him, how much he wanted to offer him pleasure… how much he wanted to satisfy him… He started moving his head around so that the whole length had been covered with saliva before he went to the tip swirling his tongue around the slit in the way he knew Jun enjoyed it the most.

He was taken aback when without any warning his head was forced to take the whole length in his mouth until the tip hit the back of his throat. Tears formed in his eyes, feeling the gag reflex a bit too intensely but somehow he knew it was about time for his master to take the control back. He tried to do his best and relax his jaw allowing Jun to move the way he wanted.

“Bitch.” Jun growled as he thrusted deeper and deeper into the hot mouth. “Who told you to tease me?” He grabbed Nino’s hair from the back forcing him to meet his gaze without freeing his mouth. “You should… huh… learn not to ta…ke initiatives.” He bit his lower lip, moaning. The sight of Nino’s flushed face, teary eyes and full mouth, while being totally in his mercy was making him more and more horny. “Fuck.” He kept fucking the willing mouth more and more brutally.

What he wanted the most was to throw him to the floor and take him raw but he knew he would make him suffer for real and as much as the smaller man deserved to be punished for provoking him like that, Jun wouldn’t stand the idea of hurting him this much. He closed his eyes, his head thrown back. He could feel his body trembling, his balls tightening. He was about to come. He thrusted a couple of times more before sending another load of cum deep down the other’s throat. He didn’t pull back though. He kept moving riding his orgasm down. He didn’t move not even when his cock had once again softened completely.

“Did you enjoy that?”

Nino couldn’t really move; not when his mouth was still full and his head was held by the other.

“The next time we play, I’ll make sure you wear a gag, so that you can learn how to control that slutty mouth of yours.” Nino gasped at the sound of these words. Gag? He didn’t like gags. “You should have considered that before you started playing your little game.” With that Jun let his submissive free who started breathing hastily in an attempt to catch his breath. “I understand…” Jun whispered calmer this time as he kneeled down so that he could be in the same height as Nino. “… I know how much eager you are to taste me but you should learn how to control such an eagerness, Ninomiya.”

Nino gulped when he saw Jun’s threatening smirk when he saw the erection that had formed between his legs. He already knew that he wouldn’t get release; not this time.

“You can come…” Jun said gaining Nino’s attention. “But only by doing it the way you deserve, like the little horny bitch you are. You can choose… the mattress, a pillow… or… my lower leg?”

Nino gasped. His master was telling him that he could come only if… he humped on something. Whatever he chose, it would be embarrassing… humiliating. He could always choose not to come and calm himself under cold water but he was already dripping. The blowjob he had just given had brought him to his limits.

“So, what do you choose? Because it’s either that… or cold shower.” Jun said in a more serious tone, showing Nino that there was no way out.

“I…” Nino whispered before lowering his head defeated. “Your… leg, master.” The words came out hesitantly.

In a blink of the eye, he was grabbed and led upstairs to the special room between the two bedrooms. He was made to kneel before a pair of handcuffs secured his hands behind his back. Jun went to sit in the middle of the leather sofa before ordering him to come closer, kneeling, as he was.

“No sounds. I don’t want to hear anything.” Jun told him once Nino was kneeling in front of him. “Just watch.”

Nino nodded gaining a satisfied smile from his master. He tried to come closer to the other and find a way to have a good angle so that he could have the maximum friction. He didn’t dare to look at his master. In all honesty, he didn’t like it but he knew this was how it was supposed to be. This was his punishment for earlier. He attempted to open his legs a bit so that he could have them in each side of Jun’s left leg which turned out to be quite difficult with his hands strained behind his back. He found himself falling forwards, his face landing right above Jun’s knees.

To his surprise, there was no mocking remark, no chuckle. He looked up just to be left with his mouth agape. Jun was staring at him not coldly… he could feel… the warmth and concern. He was trying to read it in his eyes, if it was perhaps too much… if he really felt more uncomfortable than he could handle. He took a deep breath and tried once again. This time, he didn’t fall. He paused for a second before thrusting his hips forwards. He let out a surprising moan at the contact of his erection with his master’s leg. He took a deep breath and repeated the move.

His eyes didn’t leave Jun’s face. Somehow, he didn’t feel as embarrassed as before… Humping his master’s leg like some horny dog was surely humiliating but feeling this aroused by his master wasn’t… even if it had caused him this. Quickly, his hips found a good, steady rhythm. Yes… he was humping like a dog but Nino couldn’t care, couldn’t hold back anymore. He started moving faster and faster until he let go and take as much pleasure as he could under these circumstances. He let his head fall backwards as he kept humping – now, shamelessly – Jun’s leg. His body was getting hotter, coming closer to the edge. Right before he was about to come he was made to turn the other way, away from his master, sending his cum in long spurts on the floor.

“When I’ll be back from the shower, I want everything cleaned, both the floor and yourself. Am I clear?”

Nino was still panting hard but looked up at his master. “Yes, master.”

“And don’t even think to put on any piece of clothing.”

“As you wish, master.”

“Good.” Jun said and left the room, leaving Nino alone.

The latter couldn’t handle it any longer. He let himself fall on the floor, not caring if he would be covered in cum afterwards. He had no power left in him.   

When he came out of his bedroom, all cleaned up, he went downstairs finding his master waiting for him in the kitchen. “Prepare us breakfast.”

“Yes, master. Any particular preference?”

“I’ll leave it to you, as long as it’s not cereals with milk.”

“As you wish, master.”

Nino was more than surprised when Jun took him in his arms and made him sit on his lap so that he could feed him the omelette he had made. The tender kiss on his cheek after the last bite was enough to make him smile. Somehow, he knew they’d be ok.

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Nino had prepared the usual coffee and orange juice before he poured some honey in the fruit salad he had made. Jun had more of a gourmet taste which had made him look up for different ideas so that he could always keep him satisfied.

A little smile appeared on his lips when he heard footsteps behind him. He wanted to try not to show the other that he had noticed him but he knew it was impossible to hide from the other. A pair of arms wrapped around his waist in a tender way that made his heart melt.

“Good morning, my beautiful puppy.” Nino’s beloved voice, hoarser this time, reached his ears, making him smile wider.

“Since when do I have a pet name, master?” he asked in a whisper, not having the power to speak louder. He was sure his voice would crack, if he did.

“Since you look so cute with your hair messed up like this… You remind me of a puppy…” the answer came fast and Nino had to bite his lower lip in order to suppress the moan that threatened to escape from the back of his throat. The way Jun’s hot breath was landing on the side of his neck while his lips were spreading small feather-like pecks was enough to make Nino tremble.

“What have you prepared us for breakfast?” Jun asked not moving from his spot, neither loosening his grip around his submissive. He could feel how the other reacted and he wanted to feel it more. It was as if Nino abandoned himself to him the second he’d be in a distance less than a meter which was arousing as much as adorable as well. The power he felt he had over the small-figured man was amazing.

“French toast, scrambled eggs with green pepper and a fruit salad with yogurt, honey and nuts.”

“Honey and… nuts… huh?! It sounds… delicious…!”

Nino threw his head back when Jun’s right hand moved lower in his front cupping one of his balls.

“And from what I can see…” Jun leaned closer to Nino’s ear as he whispered in it, “it feels great, too… So much that I feel I’ll skip the French toast and the eggs and go straight to the salad.”

“M… master…”

“What?” Jun asked provokingly as his hand kept massaging the ball.

“I… Aahhh… ma… master…” Nino’s eyes had rolled back, as his head found its way to Jun’s shoulder.

Last night, they had only a short session, as Jun had come back home really late. It was a busy period and Nino understood that but also couldn’t help but miss his master. The more time he passed with him, the more he felt he needed him… just like a drug… only that this particular one, whose name is Matsumoto Jun, was beneficial for both his body and heart.

“And from what I can tell…” Jun continued in the same tone, enjoying the way his submissive’s body was already awakening. “The salad is also dying to be tasted… and you know me…” he took the earlobe between his front teeth, adding the smallest hint of pain. “I don’t want to have anyone disappointed… not even a mere salad…, right, Ninomiya?”

“Y… yes…”

Nino let his master take him and lay him down on the kitchen table on his back. It was not very big, fitting him perfectly. He was sure that Jun had made a special order because when he first had visited this loft, the table was a different one. He was keeping his eyes closed, his pulse ringing in his ears. He was excited for what was about to come. After a while, he couldn’t measure exactly the time, he felt something like a rope around each of his ankles. His legs were opened at each side of the table, leaving him exposed. His hands were also tied together above his head. A blindfold came to block his vision completely, bringing him to a now well-known darkness.

Jun felt his cock hardening more at the sight of how keen Nino was. He had not asked him what he had in plans for him, where he was going, why he was doing what he was doing at the moment. Apart from being aroused, it was obvious, Nino was also relaxed, which meant he felt safe, which at its turn meant that his submissive trusted him. His cheeks were flushed, his member was standing up in the air, thickened and hardened, while his whole body was glowing under the sunrays that invaded the room. Jun looked at the counter where Nino had placed the dishes. Smirking, he took the fruits, cut in small pieces, and started placing them over the slim torso. They didn’t slip down because of the honey, the other had added, making Jun’s work easier.

“With such a food styling… it only makes it look more delicious…”

Nino whimpered when he felt Jun’s tongue leaving wet tracks on his chest before grabbing with his teeth one by one the piece of fruit. It was unexpected but not unwelcomed. He had never considered himself fan of food play but this was obviously not the case when there was Jun. With the limitation of move and sight, Nino concentrated on the touch, making him feel it twice as inense.

“Master…”

Jun didn’t know what had got into him but seeing the other standing like this in front of the counter while preparing their breakfast, made him want to eat him up. He was still discovering the other man and the more he got to know him, the more he found himself mesmerized. Nino was behaving better than he anticipated after such a short period of living together. It had only been a couple of times that a scold was needed but nevertheless, it was for mistakes of no real importance.

The sight of his submissive being on his kitchen table spread as he was at the moment was sending waves of arousal all over his body, making him feel hotter minute after minute. He wanted to tease, to bring Nino to his limits… the way he was writhing when he was about to come yet he couldn’t was beyond imagination for Jun but in the same time, he wasn’t sure if he had the strength to continue and play for long. Since he had met him, not only did Jun have to teach the other how to control himself, but also he himself, despite being a master. Sometimes, he didn’t know who the real master was. The self-control needed was way too much and was testing his own limits every day.

The moans that reached his ears were as orgasmic as the sensation of the other’s inner muscles when Jun was buried deep inside him. With the corner of his eye, he saw the honey, Nino had used for the fruit salad, and took it in hand. With a smirk and darkened eyes, he came closer to the other, allowing a small amount to fall on Nino’s lips.  

“Lick it.” he ordered huskily.

Jun had to suppress a moan when he saw the way Nino’s tongue made its appearance fulfilling his request. He was sure the other didn’t know how erotic he was at this moment because it was obvious that he kept his shields down.

Nino was so lost in the sensation of testing the sweetness in his mouth that didn’t take notice that Jun had left and came back holding a small surprise.

Jun looked at his submissive with a raised eyebrow and a full-of-pride smile. “Do you want more?” he asked, not trying to cover his chuckle, as he saw the desperate, he’d say, way with which Nino was trying to find more honey around his lips.

“Yes… Please, master…”

So fucking irresistible… Jun thought before he took the jar with honey and with a spoon let a quite large amount of it fall over the other’s sensitive erection. The surprised muffled scream alone with moan that escaped from his submissive’s half-agape mouth was exactly what Jun wanted to hear.

“Aren’t I a generous master? I gave you what you asked for…”

“Ma… master…”

Jun didn’t speak again. With his left hand, he spread the honey all over the length, smirking devilishly when he felt it pulsating under his touch while his right one came, still holding the small surprise he had brought with him earlier, to find the most intimate part of Nino’s body.

The submissive was too lost in the sweet fog of arousal that could only listen to his heart beating fast. He hadn’t expected to be spread on the table like some kind of buffet that morning and certainly, he hadn’t expected to have honey spread on his cock… but it wasn’t that that made him pull the ropes on both hands and ankles and arch his back, his head thrown back. It was the sudden sensation of small round pieces of cold metal that he felt out of the blue entering his lower back little by little.

He frowned. When had his master left the room? And why hadn’t he taken notice? He was confused… but at the moment, it was impossible for him to give it a second thought. The small beads that Jun kept inserting with him started moving inside him hitting spots that could only gain loud moans from him… and then a sudden hotness wrapped around his erection… a hotness that was soft and slick.

“Maaaasteeeeeeeeer…. Ahhh…”

He couldn’t help pulling the ropes again. He was a complete mess, his whole body trying to jerk from the intensity just to be held back. His head was moving from one side to the other, feeling hotter and hotter. It was gradually becoming too much for him

“Bitter sweet…” he heard Jun whispering huskily and could only whimper. He had lost the power to even scream. How could he when he felt more honey landing on his balls before one after the other got lost into the amazing hotness of his master’s mouth, being sucked earnestly while the second was massaged in the most sensual way.

He could feel them swelling. He was coming closer and closer to come. He had to warn Jun…

“I’m… I think I- Ah…”

Jun had already left the sensitive genitals out of his mouth, admiring the state at which he had managed to bring the other. Without another word, he took in one fast move the beans out of his submissive causing him to spasm on the table as he came hard all over himself. The white cum was ejaculated hard on him, proof how much he had come to enjoy this small improvisation.

Jun started untying Nino before he came close to his face pulling his blindfold off. “You’ve been such a good boy.” Jun whispered on his submissive’s mouth as he brushed the now sweaty hair with his right hand.

“Ma…ster…” Nino whispered, panting heavily. He was staring at his master’s beautiful eyes and his heart skipped a beat at the warmth he could distinguish in them. With a trembling hand he came to touch his master’s cheek, not realizing he didn’t have the permission to touch the other, his mind still clouded from the pleasure he had just experienced. He wasn’t got scolded though. There was a surprise reflected on Jun’s face but not anger… just question… if he could see it clearly. “You… you always… ma…ke me so happy…”

Jun closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had to control himself. “Ninomiya…” he didn’t whisper the name like that out of anger or disappointment; far from it… He was afraid of his reaction at the moment. He had to gain control before everything. The balance in a relationship like theirs was one of the most important things so that its success was maintained.

But then he saw the rejection in Nino’s eyes as he took his hand away, turning his gaze away while mumbling a sorry, making him feel a small sting pain in his heart.

“I’m really sor-” Nino tried to say once again just to be made to sit at the edge of the table before Jun slipped inside him in one go.

“Hug me by the neck.” The order was clear. Nino looked at Jun with a small frown. “You’ll need it…” was the next sentence but somehow, he knew there was more between the lines.

He wrapped his arms around his master’s neck as the latter started moving his hips in powerful thrusts in him. He could only close his eyes as he felt Jun thrusting deeper and deeper. At one point, he was pulled closer, making his lower back be in reality up in the air, filled powerfully again and again. At some point, he couldn’t hold back any longer. He had to clutch on the table in order not to fall, not that the grips on each side of his hips would allow him to but it was still beyond his powers.

Someone would say that Jun was fucking him ruthlessly, his body being used to satisfy his needs, but he would only say that his master was fucking him in the most perfect way; rough, passionately, possessively. Jun was making his body numb, almost lifeless from the overwhelming sensations he was transmitting in him, but it was exactly that that made it so perfect… liberating… fulfilling in a way he could have never expected before.

Soundless gasps were leaving his mouth as Jun kept hitting mercilessly his spot dead on. He loved the sound their covered-in-sweat bodies made every time they met in between, Jun’s balls slapping against his spread buttocks. He loved the way his master’s erection was stretching him to his limits, filling him up the way he wished for. He was sure he would never get tired of getting fucked by the other. The sensations were addictive.

Feeling that his master was about to come, he did his best to tighten around him. It only took two more uncoordinated thrusts and he felt a load of hot liquid being ejaculated deep inside him, making him groan in bliss. He felt Jun collapsing on top of him, his head resting on his messed torso, when he realized what he had just heard. His heartbeat accelerated in a dangerously fast rate. Had the other called him Kazunari as he came? The thought made his half-erected cock twitch.

“Insatiable…” he heard Jun whisper once he found his breath and pulled him up to sit. “Make yourself come.” Nino felt a shiver run down his spine as Jun came closer to whisper in his ear, “you have less than a minute.”

Nino didn’t need a minute… he didn’t even need half a minute. He sat up and took his member in hand, pumping it fast, his eyes never leaving Jun’s face. After a few strokes he was coming for the second time that morning, trembling, under his master’s intense gaze.

“Such a good boy, you’ve been to me, Ninomiya… Such a good boy.”

Nino smiled proud of himself. “It’s my wish to satisfy you, master.”

“And because you’ve been such a good boy, you can decide what we will do this afternoon.”

Nino couldn’t believe his ears. “Master…, you… you mean it?”

Jun brushed his submissive’s hair softly before pecking his lips. “Yes. It’s up to you.”

“Then, could we…” Nino started saying, feeling his heart ready to jump out of his chest. “… I don’t know… go out? For a walk? Or for a coffee?”

“Of course, we can.” Jun replied. “We will do whatever you feel like it, ok?”

“Thank you, master.”

Nino let a small surprised gasp when he was held up in the air. “But for now, let’s have a quick shower. Since I finished breakfast, it’s time to wash the dishes, don’t you think?”

Nino let out a small chuckle. “Of course, we should, master!”

***

Nino was feeling his heart would stop from beating so fast. He was staring at himself in the mirror of his bedroom. He had chosen to wear a greyish-blue pair of jeans, not too tight, along with a white V-neck shirt and plaid shirt on tones of dark blue and red on top; casual yet classy. He had put on some gel to give some style to his hair and a couple of drops of his favorite cologne. Usually, he wasn’t that type who took his looks so seriously, but then again, this was his chance to charm Jun as Kazunari. He had been called by his first name earlier while his master was washing his hair. It had become something like a ritual between them. After every session, it would be Jun the one who carried him to the bathroom and wash his hair and his back. They were short but so intimate moments… and this time, this date was another chance.

Nino bit his lower lip when he remembered their first meet-up at that restaurant… how provocative he had been… how playful and daring… now, he couldn’t even come to think to behave like that. It was as if Matsumoto Jun had managed to tame him in such a short period of time; a fact that made him realize that it was probably him the one who had tamed himself more than anyone else, because in the present, all he wanted was to make the other happy. This time, he wanted to feel the other’s presence as they’ll walk down the street, while feeling the soft breeze hitting on their faces; he could even have the chance to hold the other’s hand. His heart skipped a beat at that thought. Would he want me to…?

A soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

“Are you ready?” Jun’s voice was heard from behind the door.

“Yes, master. You can come in, if you want.”

The next second the door was open revealing a model-dressed-like Jun. Nino’s throat got dry at the sight. His master was wearing a pair of black trousers, tight as much as needed to tone his firm legs, along with a black shirt and a parka, certainly a bit eccentric and way too expensive. The glasses on top of his master’s hair were adding to the stylish image. The clothes were casual, yes, but in the same time they were fashionable… just like the person who was wearing them.

“I’m glad you like what you see, Ninomiya. I did choose them for you… I wanted to dress up for you…” Jun said with a smile, as he came closer and hugged Nino by his waist. “You’ve earned it.” Jun added, making Nino freeze. Till that point, he had got lost with words… His master had been dressed up for him but then… did he do it just because he had earned it by being a good sub?

“What is it, Ninomiya?” Jun asked with concern, seeing the light frown on his submissive’s forehead.

“Can I speak freely, master?”

“Yes.”

Nino looked up straight into Jun’s eyes. “Did you dress up like this just because I earned it?” Jun frowned, tilting his head a little to the side, trying to follow the other’s reasoning. “I mean… Didn’t you really want to? You…” Nino lowered his head, not being able to meet his master’s gaze any longer. “You did it only as a part of my reward?”

Jun sighed. He took Nino’s chin between his index and thumb making the smaller man look back at him. “Don’t even let such thoughts cross your mind again because you should have already known that I never do something I don’t want to. Did I want to dress up for you? The hell, I did. How could it be possible for me not to?!” his hand caressed feather-like Nino’s cheek going lower, brushing over the thin, yet soft lips. “What I meant, Kazunari,” he whispered in a lower voice “…is that you being a good boy only made me want to try harder to look great for you. You deserve having me try my best…”

Nino limited himself to a short nod, not knowing what else there was to say. His master had once again left him speechless.

“So, should we go?”

“Yes.” Nino replied with a wide smile.

Thirty minutes later, they were walking downtown, walking side by side in the relatively crowded streets of Roppongi Hills. Nino was happy to see his master’s surprised face when he had revealed their destination to him. It was an unexpected choice but Nino wanted it for him… for Jun. They sat at a small café with a great view.

“It’s beautiful…” Jun whispered.

“I’m happy you like it here, ma-” Nino paused. They were in a café with many people around them. Under these circumstances, he couldn’t call him master. That rule didn’t apply here. “I mean…, J… Jun…” he said it with a weak, trembling voice. He liked it how it got pronounced by his mouth… how it was heard with his voice… It was beautiful… just like its owner.

“And I’m happy knowing that you’re happy…, Kazunari.”

Nino felt tears climbing up his eyes, threatening to fill them up. He blinked a couple of times and cleared his throat. He had seen it again… the love reflected in the eyes he loved the most. He had heard it again… the warmth in the voice that was so melodic to his ears. Could there be a chance that the other truly loved him… as a whole?

He was about to say his order to the waiter that had come to their table when he saw Aiba Masaki and Sakurai Sho walking on the opposite pavement. His heart clenched. The taller man was holding the other by his waist, close to him. They paused for a second. Masaki whispered something to his boyfriend, before he placed a soft peck on his cheek, right in the middle of the street not caring about the curious gazes of the passers-by. “Come, baby…” He thought he heard the taller one say to Sho. They were openly in love… It wasn’t the first couple he had seen being expressive with their feelings and in the past, he had always been ok with it; he never truly paid attention. Such feelings had never been a thing for him… yet there he was, frowning… throwing quick side glares to the man sitting next to him before sighing. Who was he kidding? Yes… the other was his master… but when outside, he’d enjoy being held like this, being called like this…

He was so lost in his thoughts that he hadn’t taken notice that orders had already been given by Jun and how closely his master was staring at him the whole time before drinking in one go his glass of water.

“With Ohno Satoshi, had you been in love?”

It took Nino a small amount of money to understand what his master was asking him. “I… yes…” he answered in honesty, knowing that he couldn’t lie to the other.

“Do you miss that?” Jun asked in the same strangely distant tone. “Do you miss the softness such feelings bring?”

“I broke up with Ohno Satoshi because I couldn’t get what I wanted… That… softness, as you called it, wasn’t enough.”

“You still didn’t answer me. Do you ever miss it? And don’t tell me that you get it as part of your rewards. I speak of the feelings… independently of what we’re doing.”

Nino frowned. Why would his master bring up such a conversation out of the blue? “I… I don’t know…”

“You’re not being honest.” Jun insisted.

Nino lowered his head. “I... No.” he finally replied, not having the courage to reveal the other his feelings. It was obvious that Jun had stiffened. What if the other couldn’t cope with a submissive with such feelings? It wasn’t what they had agreed upon and what’s more, it was still too early… he couldn’t blow off what he had. Yes… he was loving, Jun, and that meant that even without being exactly loved, he was still being fondly cared and taken care of. He was still with this man who was giving him what he needed the most in his life.

Jun sighed but said nothing more.

“Master?” Nino whispered close to Jun’s ear so that he couldn’t be heard by the people around them.

“What?”  Jun turned to his side, meeting Nino’s eyes. He sighed seeing the agony in them. “Kazunari…”

“You don’t have to be confused about my stupid words… that I would be satisfied even if it was only vanilla… because that was only a way to express how content I am with you… how much I enjoy being your submissive… You’re the one that I’ve been dreaming of my whole life.” Jun could tell the desperation hidden behind every word, as well as the honesty.

He could tell that Nino was as confused as he, himself. He had seen the sadness that had covered Nino’s eyes at the sight of his friends across the street. It was as if they reflected all the ‘whys’ and all the ‘ifs’ he had been avoiding to answer. Why not them? If that happened to them, would it really affect their relationship? Was it impossible? Was he thinking about it too much? Was he way too hesitant? Didn’t have faith in himself or the other?

 “And you are the one I’ve been dreaming to have.” He said wrapping his hand around Nino’s shoulders, gaining a small gasp. “I don’t think I can see my life without you being part of it.” He was honest. He couldn’t imagine his life without Nino by his side.

Nino smiled. It was obvious that the other cared… truly cared and that was the most important. “Master…”

“Shh… Here, you can call me Jun.”

Jun sighed, closing his eyes, making Nino lean closer to him, as if he needed to feel the smaller man’s warmth at the moment. He knew how fast his heart was beating at this moment as well as he knew what that fast heartbeat truly meant. He looked at the other without speaking. Could we be both master and submissive, and lovers in the same time? Or it would ruin everything between us? Because above his feelings for Nino, Jun was sure about one thing. He couldn’t bear losing him and he was afraid of himself… of his pride… which always ruled his mind and emotions. It could turn risky.

Nino smile turned wider. “Jun…”

Jun smiled back. “Good boy…,” he whispered placing his mouth close to the top of the other’s head. “Kazunari.”

Maybe it was worth the try.

---

Nino had spent the last hours of the evening playing videogames, since Jun had work to do. He was at the last level when he felt being held up from the floor and placed on a very familiar and welcoming place; his master’s lap.

“Don’t stop.” the words were whispered in his left ear, making his hands stop moving on the console he was holding.

His back was pressed against his master’s torso while his legs were spread a bit so that the other could sneak a hand between his thighs, stroking feather-like the soft skin.

“Keep playing, Ninomiya.”

Nino almost bounced when he felt the hand moving a little upwards finding his member that at the first touch started hardening. The chuckle he heard wasn’t enough for Nino to make his body reaction stop. He didn’t have either the power or the will to resist him.

“You better win your game…”

Nino’s throat turned dry. He could recognize the playful yet warning tone of his master’s voice. Would he be able to focus when the teasing was becoming more and more aggressive down there? When it was Jun the one doing the teasing? It was almost impossible but he had to try… he had to prove what a good sub he was.

Jun could only smirk seeing how difficulty was trying Nino to concentrate to his game. He knew he didn’t play fair and that was the reason there would be no consequence afterwards. It was only that the other didn’t know that. Jun wanted to test him. This small man was always making him want to challenge him more… like a quest with no end.

His hand was now working in a slow steady rhythm while his mouth found the base of Nino’s neck, sucking the soft skin. Nino’s head fell backwards for a second, right before the latter tried to focus on the screen in front of him. Jun would go other times faster and other times slower, making the other frustrated, so that his mind would get clouded due to the alteration of intensity and the different waves of pleasure he was giving to him.

“Ma… master…”

“You’re almost there… C’mon.” Jun whispered in his ear, as his hands came to stroke faster.

Nino was trembling. The heat between his legs was making it more and more difficult to even see clearly the screen in front of him. How was he supposed to know where to strike if he couldn’t even do that? He didn’t have many life points left and the twist of his master’s wrist close to the tip of his cock was enough to make the console fall on the ground as his body jerked from the intensity of the orgasm he had just experienced.

He was panting breathless, his mind still unfocused. It was only a few moments later when he could clearly see the word ‘FAIL’ on screen. He gasped. He had failed… he had lost the game when his master had clearly asked him not to.

“Master, I’m-”

Jun didn’t say anything. Quietly, he made Nino sit next to him on the sofa before he closed the game and the TV. Nino didn’t know what to expect so he remained at his spot, not uttering a single word.

Twenty minutes later, he was still there, watching his master preparing dinner. Maybe I won’t eat. He thought sighing. It wasn’t the punishment he would get for not obeying his master’s requests. It was the fact that he had disappointed Jun. He could bear all types of punishments but the feeling of having failed the other was what really made him sad.

“Dinner is ready.”

Nino was taken by surprise. His master didn’t sound angry.

“But…”

“Knowing that you will get punished and thinking about it over and over again all this time I have left you here without talking to you was punishment enough for you, don’t you think? Come, Ninomiya.”

Nino hadn’t actually thought of that. It was only when relief came to fill him up when he realized how right his master was.

“I know you didn’t do it on purpose and that you’re sorry…”

“I’m sorry for having disappointed you.”

“Seeing you this troubled all this time, you’ve been sitting here, not noticing me watching you, was enough for me to know that you’re really sorry. Believe me, Ninomiya.” Jun pressed his lips softly on top of Nino’s head before taking him by the hand. “Now, c’mon. Let’s eat and go to bed.”

Nino dared to lean closer to the other as he led him to the table where two plates of pasta were expecting them. “Yes, master.”

***

Nino was taken by surprise when, the next Friday evening, after having come back home from work, he found a small handwritten note on the kitchen table.

In your room, you will find a small present that I bought for you! You will wear them and wait for me. Tonight, I want us to have some fun! Think of it as a special date to a place you and me both know well but never appeared at together!

*Make sure you become sexy! I want everyone to see the masterpiece you are!

Nino was sure Jun would bring him to the BDSM club he had first seen him. They were together for several months but Jun had never mentioned it and Nino didn’t dare bringing it up either. He felt hundreds of shivers running down his spine as he folded the piece of paper in his hand, closing his eyes. Jun had called him a masterpiece… Jun wanted to show everyone what a masterpiece he was. He took deep breaths. He knew that if he allowed his thoughts go that direction, it would only bring him an unwanted erection at the moment. He wasn’t allowed to pleasure himself in the absence of his master and if he was honest, he didn’t want to come either… not when his master wasn’t around or hadn’t asked him to.

He hurried up to his room, gasping at the sight of the beautiful black clothes he found on the bed. He smiled knowing how tight they’d be on his body, accentuating his hints of curves and muscles in the most flattering way while the shirt would show as much skin as it was enough to make his collar visible against his skin.

Master…

Two hours later, he was entering the club entrance walking slightly behind Jun. He didn’t look anyone in their eyes but he could tell how much he was being starred at and he liked it. He wanted to smirk and yell it to their faces how happy he was, how Jun was the perfect slave… how his previous ones were pretty much nothing compared to him… how happy he was to be with him but that would give the wrong impression and immediately devaluate Jun as a master. He knew how important status was for his master, even if he hadn’t uttered the exact words… It was an important and somehow symbolic visit, revealing their relationship to the BDSM community.

“Matsumoto-san. It’s been a while.”

Nino hadn’t looked up but didn’t need to. He could recognize his former master’s voice.

“I was busy…” Jun said in a calm, yet powerful way.

“Yeah… I can see that. I bet he was difficult to come around…”

Jun chuckled. “As a matter of fact, it wasn’t that he was difficult… I think the most appropriate word would be… insatiable… and uncontrollable… Not that I don’t want my sub to be wanting to pleasure me but I demand control… you know me…” Nino could tell by the surprised gasp, he had heard, how the older man was taken aback.  “Now, excuse us. Follow, Ninomiya.”

“Yes, master.” Nino whispered before obediently followed the other to one of the private rooms located at the back of the club.

Once inside, he dared to look up to his master’s face. It was as if he had been claimed in front of the other man and that was something that had made him feel hot. It could also be that he had seen him in this club and now he was here again with him… This time it was him the one Jun was petting on the head, him the one Jun was declaring everyone as his submissive… that alone was aphrodisiac enough for him to come undone right then.  

“Could you hear them, Ninomiya? Everyone’s cursing… because they have seen what a good sub you can be but they were unable to tame you… they can see that it’s me who’s managed to make you behave and give me your everything… not because you were asked to but because you wanted to. I’m so proud and happy. So damn much.”

Nino looked straight into Jun’s eyes not caring if he had tears in his. “You’re the one for me…” He was pulled up onto Jun’s lap, hugged tightly.

“You’re the one for me, too,” Jun whispered onto his lips while his palms were holding both Nino’s cheeks, bringing their mouths closer to one another. “… Kazunari.”

Nino gasped when he heard his first name. He could have never expected to hear it in that club, neither could he have expected to find a relatively more passive Jun when he claimed his lips passionately. With his mind filled with lust, he couldn’t think clearly when he wrapped his arms around Jun’s neck and for the first time was the one who had the control as he swirled his tongue around his master’s slick one, allowing it to explore the other’s mouth to its depth. His heart was about to crush against his chest, his mouth trembling from the sobs that were threatening to leave his throat. His grip tightened… Maybe… maybe his master was telling him this way that he was also feeling something more… something he deeply wished but never dared to believe it could actually happen.

“Master…” he said between his heavy pants as he broke the kiss being in despair for some air.

“Tonight, you can call me Jun. You’ve earned it, Kazunari.” was the answer which made Nino unable to control himself anymore. He didn’t say anything. He couldn’t. He simply kept hugging the other as tightly as he could.

***

Sho was trying to breathe in vain. He was pressed against his DJ console, his body being jerked forwards because of the powerful thrusts of his lover. He had come to check the sound and get tonight’s playlist ready when he felt his trousers being lowered and a familiar hand coming to tease him in the way he couldn’t resist.

Ten minutes later and there he was moaning in the DJ booth. He couldn’t be heard from the waiters and bartenders that were slowly arriving before the opening of the club but still could feel his heart thumping. He was never an exhibitionist, neither did the idea of getting caught was arousing for him… unlike Masaki that only made him fuck him harder.

“I’m giving you such… huh… a go…od rh… rhythm, Sho. Do your… hn… job.”

Sho had to bite his lower lip not to yell when Masaki angled in a way that his prostate was hit firmly at every deep thrust. With the last amount of power that was left in him, he tried to do as asked but the result wasn’t the most flattering.

“Did you decide to change your style, Mr. DJ?” Masaki asked him hoarsely in his ear before biting quite painfully its tip.

Sho could feel his legs trembling from the intensity. “Masaki…, ahhh… please…”

“Who am I?” Masaki asked, his hand grabbing forcefully Sho’s hair, pulling his head backwards.

“The… bo…ss… You’re the boss… please…”

Masaki clicked his tongue against his teeth but nevertheless picked up his pace, knowing that they didn’t have much time left. He kept fucking the other rougher and faster this time, his nails leaving their marks on the soft round buttocks as they were pushing them together to gain most of the friction he could in that position, until he came hardly in his condom. He wouldn’t allow Sho to be a mess while working… that was limited to more private places. He turned the shorter man around and knelt down taking the leaking member into his mouth.

He didn’t leave Sho time to breathe. He started sucking as if the cock between his lips was the most delicious candy bar he had ever tasted. Seconds later, he felt bitterness being spread into his mouth as Sho came in long spurts. He didn’t have plans to swallow it. He stood up, claiming Sho into an openmouthed kiss. He could feel the other frown, probably because he was just realizing what he was being asked to do, but that only made him smile. After he broke the kiss, he cleared the corners of Sho’s mouth with his index before shoving it into the other’s mouth.

“Don’t look at me like that… I love your taste… I wanted you to know how good you taste when you come because of me, Sho-chan!” He placed a quick peck on his lover’s lips one last time before he put back on his clothes. He helped Sho, too. “Tonight we’re going out for dinner. I’ve made a special reservation.” 

“So, this… here… was only a first taste?”

“It’s our anniversary, Sho-chan. This here was a small intro to what I have planned for us tonight… You don’t deserve a quick fuck in your DJ booth as a present… but I admit it was a good appetizer…”

“You’ll always surprise me but that’s what I love the most about you…”

“And you still haven’t seen anything, Sho-chan! Give me a good show tonight, Mr. DJ!”

Sho chuckled as Masaki opened the small door, ready to step out of the booth. “Yes, boss!”

---

Masaki was shaking his head, a hint of smirk being on his lips when he noticed Jun drinking alone at the bar.

“J?”

“Hey!”

“Have you been waiting for a long time?”

“I was looking for you at your office but when I heard the weird change of songs some minutes ago, I realized you were busy with your DJ…, choosing the playlist together…”

Masaki chuckled. “Well, you told so yourself. So! What are you doing here?”

“I asked him to stop working.” Jun said in a low voice, his eyes locked on his drink. “And he agreed.”

At first, Masaki smiled. He knew it would come sooner or later. Jun was the type of person who wanted to have control in his life, especially when it came to those people that Jun really cared for. He was about to tell him that it was about time when he noticed the light frown on his friend’s forehead. “And that’s… great…, isn’t it?” Masaki asked hesitantly, not knowing what Jun had to say. It was clear that there was something bothering his friend.

“Yes. Yes, it is.” Jun replied in the same strangely calm tone. “I also asked him to come to the office tomorrow, so that we can have lunch together.”

Masaki was about to light a cigarette when he realized what his friend had just told him. Jun had one principal. His submissives would never visit him at his work. It was a boundary Jun had put himself, a way to put a limit… to discriminate the public image of Matsumoto Jun from that of Matsumoto Jun, the master. He didn’t quite understand it himself but then again, he didn’t have his friend’s lifestyle and if it was one thing sure that was his friend obsession with perfection and balance.

“You want to tell me… that…?” he asked, his eyes trying to read through Jun’s storm of emotions and thoughts at the moment.

Masaki could tell that Jun had been in love with this Ninomiya. It had been a while ago when he first admitted that what he felt for his new submissive was stronger than just care in the limits of their mutual agreement. To him, though, it was obvious even before it had even started. When Jun was wondering whether he should try things or not because he was afraid of failure… Masaki had dared to think that more than his prestige and name in the BDSM community, Jun had been afraid of losing Ninomiya Kazunari. He sighed smiling. His friend was surely evolving and that was only a good thing, because it meant that he could for once be truly happy.

“I… Look, Masaki… I’ve been hesitating all this time. I did take the step forward. It’s been almost four months that we’ve been living together-”

“And you realized you want to be honest with your feelings.”

Jun sipped some of his drink before lighting up a cigarette. “With him, it has always been something… strong…” he whispered, his eyes following the smoke that disappeared up in the air.

“Love is known for its power…” Masaki replied in a rather playful way.

“Well, I had heard of it. I just… could have never guessed that it would be something I’d get to ever experience.”

“Why?! Because you like to order people around?” Masaki asked with an arched eyebrow before blowing out the smoke from his mouth. “And don’t start again with the whole I-can’t-feel-that-way-because-I’m-his-master-and-he’s-my-submissive shit, J. You never start a relationship without feeling the need to care, you always demand exclusivity and you always put the other’s safety and protection first… with love the only difference is that this care, you’ve always considered as one of the most important factors, is actually a lot stronger.”

Jun smiled. “The small lecture you just did… wasn’t really necessary. What I meant is that love was identical to romance in my dictionary.”

“And why is romance this bad? Not everyone is into roses and candles. For you and the one you love, romance may be expressed with bondage, blindfold and toys. For me and my Sho-chan may be expressed with dirty talk and rough fucking on the floor… for someone else may be expressed with flowers and chocolate… for others with an alteration between passionate quickies and super long lovemaking. What matters is not the way someone shows the other their feelings but that they show them. Period. Haven’t you seen how Ninomiya Kazunari looks at you? The guy is melting… and I’m sure you’re melting inside, as well. When you came here, last week, and you took him to dance everyone’s eyes were locked on you. The desire and the need that could be seen in your eyes were so intense that they would set on fire, if they could.”

“He’s so good, Masaki.”

“I had told you he would.”

“Knowing his provocative nature was natural to have me hesitate. You should have seen him in the beginning… I felt like he was playing the game of the cat and the mice…”

“But he stopped when he realized that you were actually what he was hoping for. He was testing you, J.”

Jun let his half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray as he spoke again. “I admit his transformation into an obedient submissive happened quite… fast… faster than I ever expected.”

“Because he wants you… and since he has you, there’s no reason for him to continue on that road…!”

“I guess you’re right… which is why I decided to take the risk and ask him to come to my office.” Jun said before he sipped some more of his drink and turned to look at his friend. “Several times, he secretly caresses my hair, when he thinks I’m still asleep, but when I’m awake, he has never tried to act impulsively. I’ve caught him staring at me, I can tell that many times he wishes he can touch me but so far, he has never disobeyed me. The fact that he can control himself and hasn’t misbehaved makes me want to hope that it can actually works between us. I realized that having overcome my previous fears has been proved the right thing to do, so, it may be the same thing in this occasion, as well. I… think it’s worth the try.”

“Have you spoken with him openly?” 

Jun shook his head negatively. “I haven’t told him yet but I decided to try it openly… to discuss it with him tomorrow.”

“So, tomorrow, it’s like a test?”

“Yes. I want to see how it is to have him in that part of my world… if he can be a part of it, as well… if we can create something new.”

“J?”

Jun finished his drink in one go before he turned his head to his friend.

“I’m really proud of you! I’m sure everything will be fine!”

Jun sighed, not being able to hide his agony. “There’s nothing I want more, Masaki. Believe me!”

Ninomiya don’t prove me wrong…, please…

***

Nino was feeling his heart pounding in his chest, as he entered the building of his master’s company. The young woman at the reception table asked him to go to the tenth floor. It was certainly a big company, no matter what Jun had told him.

“Sir? Do you have an appointment with Matsumoto-san?” Jun’s secretary asked him the moment he was about to knock on his master’s door.

“I’m Ninomiya Kazunari. Matsumoto Jun is waiting for me.” Nino replied in a low voice.

“Ah. It’s you. I’m sorry, of course you may go in.”

“Thank you.” Nino whispered back before knocking on the door.

“Enter.” Jun’s voice was heard from behind the door, imposing and serious.

Nino’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of Jun sitting behind his impressive desk. He closed the door before coming closer to the other. “Master…, I came as you asked me.”

His throat turned dry when he saw the way Jun’s eyes scanned him from head to toe. “Right on time. Come here.”

Nino hurried to go to the other. Seeing his smile, made him feel happy. He was pulled onto Jun’s lap.

“Why did you choose to wear this pair of jeans?” Jun spoke huskily, as his hand was palming Nino’s buttocks over the cloth. “You know what they do to me. Are you by any chance trying to achieve something?”

Nino bit his lower lip to suppress a moan. The secretary was only a few meters away. “No, master. I just… wanted to look good for you…”

“Hmm…” Jun didn’t sound convinced but didn’t continue on the subject. “And what about you? Do you like what you see?”

Nino could recognize the mischievous tone of his master. “Of course I do, master! Seeing you here… It’s just…”

“Arousing?” Jun asked huskily in Nino’s ear as his hand came to trace feather-like his crotch. 

Nino was about to reply when Jun’s telephone was heard.

“What is it, Yokada-san?”

“I was just informed that Murao-san has arrived at the company. She informed Yoshimura-san that it’s an emergency he needs to discuss with you. Should I tell her that you cannot accept he or-”

“No. It’s ok. Let her in.” Jun replied before he ended the call. “It won’t take more than some minutes. Do you want to wait outsi-?”

Jun didn’t have the chance to finish as Nino cut him off. “Can’t I stay with you?”

Jun thought about it before sighing. “She won’t speak, if someone else’s here.”

“She won’t see me. Please, master…”

“I…”

“Please!” Nino begged with puppy eyes. The truth is that he was curious to know who this woman was.

“Fine. Just be quiet.”

Nino smiled and quickly hurried to sit under the office close to Jun’s legs. Seconds later, a knock was heard and the door was open.

“Matsumoto-san.”

“Murao-san, where do I owe this visit? I thought we had an appointment tomorrow at 11:30.”

“It was something I thought you needed to know before tomorrow’s appointment.”

“And that’s it…?”

“Yamanaka has made a more profitable offer to us and my boss is considering it seriously.”

“How much difference?”

“Around 500.000 yen and some terms of agreement that could adjust our company’s profit +1,5% per year.”

“I’ll disappoint you, Murao-san, I won’t change my offer.”

“Can’t you reconsider it?” the young woman insisted.

“No.” Jun cleared his throat before speaking again. “I admit it sounds like a good offer for your company, if it’s real, why did you come here?”

“Don’t tell me that you haven’t understood, Matsumoto-san. I can tell that you’re not only someone with good looks… you also have brains.”

Nino frowned. He didn’t like the way her voice had changed… And he was almost sure that she was leaning closer to his master as he uttered the last words.

Jun muffled a laugh. “So, you’re saying it openly?”

Nino couldn’t believe his ears. Was his master flirting with this woman?

“I may do say it openly. What matters is if it actually works…”

“I don’t deny that I’m flattered, Murao-san.”

It was the last thing that Nino wanted to hear at that moment. He was jealous. He knew that his master wouldn’t betray him, especially when he was right there, but he couldn’t bear the idea of listening to that woman flirt this openly to his Jun.

“Oh… Jun-san…”

His brain was fogged. Had she just called his master Jun?! The bitch… if only she knew… His eyes turned to his master’s body darkened. He was jealous… Jun was his… Jun was… his right hand came to find the belt slowly opening it, soon, followed by the button and the zipper of his master’s trousers. He was making a big mistake but he couldn’t stand it anymore… He leaned closer so that his head was right above Jun’s crotch. A hand came to discreetly push him away but he ignored it. She had no right to flirt with the man that was his master.

In a blink of the eye he had taken out his master’s member licking it slowly from the base to the tip covering it fully with saliva before taking it deep down his throat. After a few sucks, he started bobbing his head up and down trying to make no sounds. He could feel it swelling and Jun’s body stiffen.

“Murao-san. I appreciate the fact that… you wanted to inform me… but I’m afraid I won’t be able to do anything.”

“But-”

“I’m sorry.”

The woman let out a sigh before mumbling an annoyed ‘very well’ and getting out of Jun’s office. The moment the door was closed, Jun grabbed Nino’s hair pushing him backwards. He couldn’t believe it. He was staring his submissive in an awe. Nino had acted selfishly. He had touched him when he wasn’t allowed to in the first place and he had done it in his office while Jun was having a conversation with someone; even if this someone was the annoying Murao Michiko. He had expected Nino to feel threatened but from that to actually take such an initiative… It was as if he didn’t trust him and even more, as if he was claiming him.

He could tell by the way Nino’s teary eyes were avoiding him look up to him, his submissive had also realized what he had done but Jun couldn’t allow it pass like his. He had never been more disappointed with the other. Without saying a single word, he stood up and went to lock the door before coming back to the other. He grabbed Nino’s hand, pulling him up and bending him over his office.

Nino could see the shock and the disappointment in Jun’s eyes. This time he had made a serious mistake. He knew it well. He hadn’t done such a thing since he was still in the beginning of being a submissive, ten years ago. He hated himself for acting like that… he hated that he had ruined their moment, just when he felt that he and Jun were getting closer.

When he felt his trousers being lowered, he didn’t know what to expect but he knew he deserved whatever it was. When a hand landed with force on his right buttock, he jerked and covered his mouth with his hand. He felt more tears leaving his eyes but didn’t dare to utter a single word. This was a punishment. A second came and then a third. It wasn’t that they were more powerful than he could actually handle. Even like this, he could tell Jun was controlling himself and that only brought more tears to his eyes. He didn’t know how many slaps had landed on his lower back when he was turned around to see Jun’s face. He had stopped counting, his mind keep asking why he had done something that stupid, that selfish.

“Put your pants on.” Jun told him in the coldest tone, Nino had ever heard from him. The latter felt his heart thumping painfully in his chest. “You’re going back home. No lunch for you today.”

Nino lowered his head, doing as asked. The other wouldn’t even look at him. He had seen it; he had seen how Jun’s eyes were glittering… He was sure they were tears…

“You stay in your room until I come back home. I hope you’ll behave this time. Because I will know.”

“Yes…, master.” Nino replied in an almost inexistent voice. He dragged his feet to the door, feeling stupid. His lower back was hurt but not anywhere close to how much his heart did.

He pushed the button in the elevator, still trying to realize what had just happened. When the doors closed, he couldn’t hold it any longer. The tears he had been holding up with difficulty were now running down his cheeks freely, his whole body jerking. What the hell did I just do?

TO BE CONTINUED…

A.N. Sooo minna here’s the new chapter! ^_^ I’m really sorry for the delay this but rl these past few weeks has been a true hell… *sigh* Anyway, at least, you got one really long chapter! I tried to include almost everything! It’s obvious that Matsumiya love each other and Jun’s open to try being honest with the other but Nino couldn’t control himself this time. I guess they should have an honest talk with each other! I know it’s a small ‘cliffhanger’ at the end but couldn’t resist it! xP I promise you everything will get cleared up in the next chapter that’s also the last one of this fic! ;) 

I really hope you enjoyed it and as always your comments are <333!!!

See you soon,
Andy ^_^