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Another Five Acts; this is what I wrote for ryogrande. The act I was inspired by was this one: "Claiming or establishing ownership (private or public; by gesture, word, or ritual; with sex; with a collar and leash; with scent-marking or by biting)."
It was pretty fun to write, but all of my fiveacts were fun to write. ;3
I Wanna Be Your Dog
Kamenashi Kazuya/Tanaka Koki
R-- pet play
I'm pretty sure none of these things have ever happened, or ever will.
An idea had been brewing in Kame’s mind ever since they’d finished up filming their latest PV and instead of finding Koki standing behind him, he was on hands and knees. At the time, Kame had absently patted him on the head and thought nothing of it, but if he was honest with himself he’d noticed that Koki sometimes followed him a bit like a lost puppy, and he wondered if maybe he could use that to his advantage.
His vague musings led him to the pet store, where he was idly browsing the dog collars. Maybe he could get a spiked leather one, and maybe it could be played off as just another accessory to other people. That sounded like a good idea, and a matching lead would be nice. His eyes landed on a collar that seemed even better suited to be a normal accessory, a length of shiny chrome links threaded with a strip
of black leather, with a heavy buckle to fasten it. Kame grabbed the biggest size, then decided to get a thin leather lead; it seemed perfect for uses other than simply leading Koki around. He took his purchases to the check out, then texted Koki as he made his way home. Are you free this evening? You should come over if you can.
The response was almost instantaneous. I can be there within the hour, Kame-chan. Kame smirked as he read the message.
*
Kame didn’t have long to wait, once he got home. He figured he would make a direct approach; it was only the sensible thing to do, since Koki had been sniffing after him like a dog for years now. He placed the collar and lead on his coffee table, right there for anyone to see. He wouldn’t waste time beating around the bush.
*
Kame looked up sharply when the doorbell chimed. He strode across the room, opening the door to reveal Koki, a wide eye-crinkling grin on his face as he stepped into the flat. “What’s up, Kame-chan?”
Kame shrugged as he replied. “Nothing much, I just wanted to talk to you about something. I picked up something you might like and I wanted to give it to you.”
Koki looked surprised, even more so once he walked into the living room and saw the collar laying on the table, like some kind of display. “Is this it, Kame-chan?” He hung back for a moment, moving further into the room once Kame had taken a seat and gestured for him to come closer.
“Yes, it is, Koki. I want you to wear it, but I’ve got something else. Stay here while I get it.” Kame got up, leaving a slightly confused Koki standing in his living room. He went through the various bottles of cologne he had lined up on his dresser, deliberating for a few minutes before deciding on one that smelled like sandalwood. He grabbed it and returned to the living room, taking his seat once more and gesturing for Koki to come to him once more. “Don’t just stand there, I’d like for you to come here. At my feet, now.”
Koki blinked, then walked the few steps to Kame’s couch, sinking to his knees. Kame couldn’t resist reaching a hand out to thread fingers through Koki’s hair, absently petting him before pulling back so he could focus on what he wanted to say before he got sidetracked completely. “Koki, I’ll say it right out. I want you to be my pet, and I want you to wear the collar I got you. I want you to wear this cologne when you’re my pet, because I want you to smell the way I want you to. Is it okay with you?”
Koki nodded vehemently, casting any lingering doubts Kame had had out the window. He thought he might have to work harder to convince Koki that it wasn’t a completely ridiculous idea, or that he’d somehow offend him with his assumption. Kame reached out to pet Koki again, then spoke. “Well then, Koki, I’d like for you to get undressed.”
Eager to follow the instructions, Koki shrugged out of his jacket and shirt, then stood up long enough to unfasten his pants and push them and his underwear to pool at his feet, then kneeled at Kame’s feet once more, nuzzling against Kame’s jean-clad thigh. Kame gently pushed Koki back, just enough to spritz the cologne on his chest and let the scent settle for a moment as he reached past him for the collar. “Koki, you’re very sure you’re alright with this?” Kame felt it would be best to make absolutely sure, even if Koki was practically panting for it.
“Yes, Kame-chan, I’m completely okay with this. Seriously.” Koki’s gaze was clear and focused. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted something like this?”
Kame nodded. “It took me a while to see it. I want you to wear your collar now.” With those words, Kame gently threaded the collar around Koki’s neck, fastening the buckle in front. Kame stood up, pulling Koki with him, leading him to his bedroom. “Come on, Koki.”
Kame stripped as he walked down the short hallway, dropping his clothes on a chair in his room to deal with later. He climbed into bed, gesturing for Koki to follow. “You’re such a good boy, Koki, so obedient. Now I want you to keep being a good boy, and I want you to suck me. After that I’ll have a treat for you, okay?”
Koki enthusiastically made his way down the length of Kame’s body, lapping at the head of his cock before licking a stripe up the side before taking Kame all the way in, nose snuffling at his pubic hair every time he swallowed Kame down, easily beating out almost every other blowjob Kame had ever gotten. He bucked his hips into the heat of Koki’s mouth for a few minutes more before gripping his hair and pulling him away. “Very good, Koki. I want to give you your treat now. Hands and knees, like a good boy.” Kame huffed a little, pleased with how easy it was to get Koki to follow his directions. To think, if he’d noticed sooner, he could’ve had whatever this was for that much longer. Maybe he’d been too preoccupied with work, but he had more important things to worry about, namely, a pliant Koki clad only in a collar in his bed. It was time to prioritise his personal life, the first thing being finding lube. Thankfully, there was a mostly-full tube in his nightstand drawer, as well as a few condoms. He grabbed one of those as well, rolling it on then instead of later so he wouldn’t have to fuss with it when the time came.
Without further ado, Kame popped the cap of the lube, dribbling a healthy amount onto his fingers, warming them before trailing slick fingers down the cleft of Koki’s ass, gently easing the first one in, wiggling it around and then pulling it back out and pushing in two fingers. Koki moaned a little, unable to keep from pressing back onto Kame’s fingers as the pushed and prodded and slicked him inside, volume increasing when Kame added a third finger and hit something that made Koki twitch in shock and push back more urgently. Kame continued to finger Koki, drawing out more grunts and a whine when he pulled his fingers out in order to slick up his cock one last time, slowly easing in as he gripped Koki’s hips to hold him still.
Kame pulled out just as slowly as he went in, shallowly thrusting before speeding up, still keeping a vice-grip on Koki, secretly hoping that there’d be bruises there to remind Koki of this evening, even without wearing the collar. Soon, Koki was gasping with the force of Kame’s thrusts, hands tangling in the sheets in an attempt to stay as upright as he could, and begging for Kame to touch his neglected cock. “Please, Kame, I need you to touch me, please, I want you to touch me;” the words spilled from his mouth like so much water, but unable to dampen Kame’s pace. He slipped his still-slick hand around to Koki’s front, gripping his cock and pulling a little harshly, pushing through the rapidly building resistance as Koki’s orgasm clamped down on Kame, the both of them coming within moments of each other. Kame froze for a few heartbeats, slipping out of Koki as gently as he could before pulling him to the side to avoid the mess on the sheets and disentangling enough to toss the condom. He pulled Koki in close, smiling when he curled under his chin, eyes slipping shut in contentment.
It was pretty fun to write, but all of my fiveacts were fun to write. ;3
I Wanna Be Your Dog
Kamenashi Kazuya/Tanaka Koki
R-- pet play
I'm pretty sure none of these things have ever happened, or ever will.
An idea had been brewing in Kame’s mind ever since they’d finished up filming their latest PV and instead of finding Koki standing behind him, he was on hands and knees. At the time, Kame had absently patted him on the head and thought nothing of it, but if he was honest with himself he’d noticed that Koki sometimes followed him a bit like a lost puppy, and he wondered if maybe he could use that to his advantage.
His vague musings led him to the pet store, where he was idly browsing the dog collars. Maybe he could get a spiked leather one, and maybe it could be played off as just another accessory to other people. That sounded like a good idea, and a matching lead would be nice. His eyes landed on a collar that seemed even better suited to be a normal accessory, a length of shiny chrome links threaded with a strip
of black leather, with a heavy buckle to fasten it. Kame grabbed the biggest size, then decided to get a thin leather lead; it seemed perfect for uses other than simply leading Koki around. He took his purchases to the check out, then texted Koki as he made his way home. Are you free this evening? You should come over if you can.
The response was almost instantaneous. I can be there within the hour, Kame-chan. Kame smirked as he read the message.
*
Kame didn’t have long to wait, once he got home. He figured he would make a direct approach; it was only the sensible thing to do, since Koki had been sniffing after him like a dog for years now. He placed the collar and lead on his coffee table, right there for anyone to see. He wouldn’t waste time beating around the bush.
*
Kame looked up sharply when the doorbell chimed. He strode across the room, opening the door to reveal Koki, a wide eye-crinkling grin on his face as he stepped into the flat. “What’s up, Kame-chan?”
Kame shrugged as he replied. “Nothing much, I just wanted to talk to you about something. I picked up something you might like and I wanted to give it to you.”
Koki looked surprised, even more so once he walked into the living room and saw the collar laying on the table, like some kind of display. “Is this it, Kame-chan?” He hung back for a moment, moving further into the room once Kame had taken a seat and gestured for him to come closer.
“Yes, it is, Koki. I want you to wear it, but I’ve got something else. Stay here while I get it.” Kame got up, leaving a slightly confused Koki standing in his living room. He went through the various bottles of cologne he had lined up on his dresser, deliberating for a few minutes before deciding on one that smelled like sandalwood. He grabbed it and returned to the living room, taking his seat once more and gesturing for Koki to come to him once more. “Don’t just stand there, I’d like for you to come here. At my feet, now.”
Koki blinked, then walked the few steps to Kame’s couch, sinking to his knees. Kame couldn’t resist reaching a hand out to thread fingers through Koki’s hair, absently petting him before pulling back so he could focus on what he wanted to say before he got sidetracked completely. “Koki, I’ll say it right out. I want you to be my pet, and I want you to wear the collar I got you. I want you to wear this cologne when you’re my pet, because I want you to smell the way I want you to. Is it okay with you?”
Koki nodded vehemently, casting any lingering doubts Kame had had out the window. He thought he might have to work harder to convince Koki that it wasn’t a completely ridiculous idea, or that he’d somehow offend him with his assumption. Kame reached out to pet Koki again, then spoke. “Well then, Koki, I’d like for you to get undressed.”
Eager to follow the instructions, Koki shrugged out of his jacket and shirt, then stood up long enough to unfasten his pants and push them and his underwear to pool at his feet, then kneeled at Kame’s feet once more, nuzzling against Kame’s jean-clad thigh. Kame gently pushed Koki back, just enough to spritz the cologne on his chest and let the scent settle for a moment as he reached past him for the collar. “Koki, you’re very sure you’re alright with this?” Kame felt it would be best to make absolutely sure, even if Koki was practically panting for it.
“Yes, Kame-chan, I’m completely okay with this. Seriously.” Koki’s gaze was clear and focused. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted something like this?”
Kame nodded. “It took me a while to see it. I want you to wear your collar now.” With those words, Kame gently threaded the collar around Koki’s neck, fastening the buckle in front. Kame stood up, pulling Koki with him, leading him to his bedroom. “Come on, Koki.”
Kame stripped as he walked down the short hallway, dropping his clothes on a chair in his room to deal with later. He climbed into bed, gesturing for Koki to follow. “You’re such a good boy, Koki, so obedient. Now I want you to keep being a good boy, and I want you to suck me. After that I’ll have a treat for you, okay?”
Koki enthusiastically made his way down the length of Kame’s body, lapping at the head of his cock before licking a stripe up the side before taking Kame all the way in, nose snuffling at his pubic hair every time he swallowed Kame down, easily beating out almost every other blowjob Kame had ever gotten. He bucked his hips into the heat of Koki’s mouth for a few minutes more before gripping his hair and pulling him away. “Very good, Koki. I want to give you your treat now. Hands and knees, like a good boy.” Kame huffed a little, pleased with how easy it was to get Koki to follow his directions. To think, if he’d noticed sooner, he could’ve had whatever this was for that much longer. Maybe he’d been too preoccupied with work, but he had more important things to worry about, namely, a pliant Koki clad only in a collar in his bed. It was time to prioritise his personal life, the first thing being finding lube. Thankfully, there was a mostly-full tube in his nightstand drawer, as well as a few condoms. He grabbed one of those as well, rolling it on then instead of later so he wouldn’t have to fuss with it when the time came.
Without further ado, Kame popped the cap of the lube, dribbling a healthy amount onto his fingers, warming them before trailing slick fingers down the cleft of Koki’s ass, gently easing the first one in, wiggling it around and then pulling it back out and pushing in two fingers. Koki moaned a little, unable to keep from pressing back onto Kame’s fingers as the pushed and prodded and slicked him inside, volume increasing when Kame added a third finger and hit something that made Koki twitch in shock and push back more urgently. Kame continued to finger Koki, drawing out more grunts and a whine when he pulled his fingers out in order to slick up his cock one last time, slowly easing in as he gripped Koki’s hips to hold him still.
Kame pulled out just as slowly as he went in, shallowly thrusting before speeding up, still keeping a vice-grip on Koki, secretly hoping that there’d be bruises there to remind Koki of this evening, even without wearing the collar. Soon, Koki was gasping with the force of Kame’s thrusts, hands tangling in the sheets in an attempt to stay as upright as he could, and begging for Kame to touch his neglected cock. “Please, Kame, I need you to touch me, please, I want you to touch me;” the words spilled from his mouth like so much water, but unable to dampen Kame’s pace. He slipped his still-slick hand around to Koki’s front, gripping his cock and pulling a little harshly, pushing through the rapidly building resistance as Koki’s orgasm clamped down on Kame, the both of them coming within moments of each other. Kame froze for a few heartbeats, slipping out of Koki as gently as he could before pulling him to the side to avoid the mess on the sheets and disentangling enough to toss the condom. He pulled Koki in close, smiling when he curled under his chin, eyes slipping shut in contentment.