Pain, Sex & Love Chapter (1/?)
“So how long are you planning on keeping him here, Sakurai?”
“As long as I want, Satoshi.”
“You do realise your going to jail if you get caught, right?”
“Yes. But here’s the thing. I won’t get caught.”
“So you think.”
“Will you tell on me then, Satoshi?”
“Of course not. But don’t trust everyone you meet.”
“Of course. Now if you don’t mind, my guest is waiting for me.”
“Pfft. Just, don’t hurt him much, ‘kay?”
“Yeah Yeah whatever.”
Sho left to go and see Aiba, hopefully the other had woken up, cause if he hadn’t he was going to one way or another. When he walked into the room where Masaki was held, a smile appeared brightly on his face, or at least a smirk did. There Aiba was, but he was definitely not awake, and suddenly, Sho had an idea. A great Idea. As he made his way over to his sleeping hostage, his evil smirk grew wider. Standing in front of the other, he slowly pushed Aiba’s head back so it was leaning against the top of the chair, instead of buried in his chest. Sho moved quietly forward, and as carefully as he could he sat on Masaki’s lap, his legs on each side of Aiba’s lap. He saw the younger one twitch but he did not wake, which made Sho more determined to awake Aiba in the best way possible. He sneakily put his hand over Aiba’s zipper, and with the utmost carefulness, he brought it down. Every couple of seconds, Sakurai would look at Aiba, but immediately relax as he noticed his kind of cute sleeping face. Once the button of Masaki’s black jeans were open, Sho took time to laugh at what he was about to do. His hand was immediately down Aiba’s trousers, and it didn’t take long for him to slowly start stroking the other. When he heard Aiba moan softly, he smiled brightly, quite glad the other produced such a sound because of what he was doing. The strokes were still going slow, as he wanted to do this over a long period of time, but now, he couldn’t tell if Aiba was awake or not. If he was - he surely wasn’t stopping Sho anyhow. As Sho continued to stare at Aiba’s face during his actions, a soft word surprisingly came from the younger’s peaceful face.
“Faster.” he moaned softly. Sho’s eyes widened. But nevertheless.. He obliged.
The strokes were faster and he watched as Aiba’s face was covered in utter pleasure.
“Ahh… motto…” Aiba whispered as he bucked his hips trying to create more friction between his cock, and the other’s hands. Sakurai obediently did as Aiba asked but after a couple of seconds he decided to do more. Very quickly, again, he shoved Masaki’s trousers and boxer’s down just enough so that Aiba’s throbbing erection was out. Sho chuckled as Aiba groaned when his hand suddenly stopped. He crouched down so he was face to face with Masaki’s crotch and he slowly stuck his pink tongue out to touch the head of it. Aiba jumped a little at the sudden contact, but stopped when Sho started to lick it. Sakurai closed his eyes as he slowly engulfed all of Aiba’s cock in his mouth - licking and scraping his teeth off it, he felt Aiba shiver as his mouth became more active. Sho was surprised when Aiba suddenly shoved his whole crotch into Sho’s mouth, making the other deep throat him. Sho gagged a little, but with his two hands, he kept Masaki’s hips down. After a minute of him massaging Aiba with his tongue, the man whispered something, well stuttered it.
“I-Im.. C-c-coming..” Masaki moaned as he felt he was very near his release. Sho stopped his actions completely. He let go of Masaki’s cock and stared at Aiba, smirking. He brought himself up, and he sexily whispered into Aiba’s ear.
“You will not come until I tell you to, Aiba-kun. And it’s time for you to wake up, baby.” he said, chuckling softly, as he finally dressed Masaki back up and walked out of the room like nothing had happened. (Well skipped out of the room, really.)
Aiba sat there in silence, sweat on his brow, his chest rising up and down very quickly as all that had just happened finally sorted itself out in his mind. It wasn’t a dream at all, Aiba realised, he had just gotten a hand job and blow job from the kidnapper.. And the damned bastard didn’t even finish! Aiba shook terribly, and screamed loudly. Very loudly. He had to get out. He couldn’t let something like this ever happen again. Aiba decided.
Sho skipped into the other room where Ohno was waiting patiently.
“Why are you so happy?” Satoshi asked, very curious as to what the other man had done. Sho just shrugged.
“Nothing really.” he went to the kitchen, to sort something for himself and Aiba to eat. But he didn’t know what the other liked or didn’t.
“Damn. Satoshi! Go and ask Ma-chan what he wants for breakfast would ya? Ask him if he likes … well anything tinned anyway!” he shouted over to the other, and Ohno just shook his head, but got up anyway. When he made his way over to the other room, he sighed quietly as he noticed the tied up young man in the middle of it. He quickly went over to Aiba and patted him softly on the shoulder, making the other jump, in fear.
“Hey. It’s okay.. Um.. I just wanted to know if you would like anything to eat?” Ohno asked, trying to keep his voice soft and calm. Masaki frowned. What was he supposed to reply to that? He certainly didn’t want anything his kidnappers offered him, but he was quite hungry. Ohno watched Aiba silently, deciding to just wait til the other wanted to answer him. Aiba sighed a little but nodded. Ohno smiled.
“Well, is there anything you really don’t want?” he asked.
“Pasta. That stuff makes my brain jelly.” Aiba automatically said, forgetting a little who he was talking to. Ohno chuckled a little.
“All right. I’ll be back with it soon.” he said as he left the room.
Aiba sighed and threw his head back. What. A. Morning.
Ohno returned to the kitchen, just in time to see Sho putting on some eggs, and ramen.
“Good, Aiba doesn’t like pasta.” Sho turned to Satoshi, very surprised the other got something out of the younger man.
“Ah good. Well it’s almost ready.” he said. Ohno sat back on his seat, and decided to just ignore Sho for the time being. No real reason, it’s just sometimes the other man got on his nerves. A lot.
Sakurai happily walked to the other room, Aiba’s breakfast in hand, and a glass of water in the other. Once he reached the said man, he shouted.
“Aiba-chan!!!!! Breakfast is here!” Aiba jumped at the sound of Sho’s voice, not just because how sudden it was. “Now now. Don’t be scared of me! I just gave you what you wanted this morning, that’s all.” he smiled innocently.
“Yeah, because I was fucking asleep!” Masaki shouted back. Sho gasped dramatically but laughed.
“Yeah so?” Aiba sincerely wanted to growl at the other man.
“That in our country, would be called rape.” he whispered. He heard the other fall silent. Sho’s face went red.
“Rape?… So your saying I .. raped you?” Sho asked. But Aiba knew not to answer this question at all.. It was much safer. “All I did was touch you.. And gave what you wanted when you moaned for more.. And now you call it freaking rape?!” he screamed. Masaki heard a plate shatter on the floor, obviously Sho had thrown it.
“…” Aiba couldn’t speak. Sakurai grabbed Aiba’s head.
“That my dear friend was certainly not rape.” he said. He ran his tongue quickly over Aiba’s cheek. “But if you are so unsure about it.” he forcibly ripped open Aiba’s shirt. Masaki didn’t want to think about what was going to happen next. Because it was impossible. No way, was Sho about to say what he thought. But he did.
“Let me show you what it is… Masaki Aiba.”
“As long as I want, Satoshi.”
“You do realise your going to jail if you get caught, right?”
“Yes. But here’s the thing. I won’t get caught.”
“So you think.”
“Will you tell on me then, Satoshi?”
“Of course not. But don’t trust everyone you meet.”
“Of course. Now if you don’t mind, my guest is waiting for me.”
“Pfft. Just, don’t hurt him much, ‘kay?”
“Yeah Yeah whatever.”
Sho left to go and see Aiba, hopefully the other had woken up, cause if he hadn’t he was going to one way or another. When he walked into the room where Masaki was held, a smile appeared brightly on his face, or at least a smirk did. There Aiba was, but he was definitely not awake, and suddenly, Sho had an idea. A great Idea. As he made his way over to his sleeping hostage, his evil smirk grew wider. Standing in front of the other, he slowly pushed Aiba’s head back so it was leaning against the top of the chair, instead of buried in his chest. Sho moved quietly forward, and as carefully as he could he sat on Masaki’s lap, his legs on each side of Aiba’s lap. He saw the younger one twitch but he did not wake, which made Sho more determined to awake Aiba in the best way possible. He sneakily put his hand over Aiba’s zipper, and with the utmost carefulness, he brought it down. Every couple of seconds, Sakurai would look at Aiba, but immediately relax as he noticed his kind of cute sleeping face. Once the button of Masaki’s black jeans were open, Sho took time to laugh at what he was about to do. His hand was immediately down Aiba’s trousers, and it didn’t take long for him to slowly start stroking the other. When he heard Aiba moan softly, he smiled brightly, quite glad the other produced such a sound because of what he was doing. The strokes were still going slow, as he wanted to do this over a long period of time, but now, he couldn’t tell if Aiba was awake or not. If he was - he surely wasn’t stopping Sho anyhow. As Sho continued to stare at Aiba’s face during his actions, a soft word surprisingly came from the younger’s peaceful face.
“Faster.” he moaned softly. Sho’s eyes widened. But nevertheless.. He obliged.
The strokes were faster and he watched as Aiba’s face was covered in utter pleasure.
“Ahh… motto…” Aiba whispered as he bucked his hips trying to create more friction between his cock, and the other’s hands. Sakurai obediently did as Aiba asked but after a couple of seconds he decided to do more. Very quickly, again, he shoved Masaki’s trousers and boxer’s down just enough so that Aiba’s throbbing erection was out. Sho chuckled as Aiba groaned when his hand suddenly stopped. He crouched down so he was face to face with Masaki’s crotch and he slowly stuck his pink tongue out to touch the head of it. Aiba jumped a little at the sudden contact, but stopped when Sho started to lick it. Sakurai closed his eyes as he slowly engulfed all of Aiba’s cock in his mouth - licking and scraping his teeth off it, he felt Aiba shiver as his mouth became more active. Sho was surprised when Aiba suddenly shoved his whole crotch into Sho’s mouth, making the other deep throat him. Sho gagged a little, but with his two hands, he kept Masaki’s hips down. After a minute of him massaging Aiba with his tongue, the man whispered something, well stuttered it.
“I-Im.. C-c-coming..” Masaki moaned as he felt he was very near his release. Sho stopped his actions completely. He let go of Masaki’s cock and stared at Aiba, smirking. He brought himself up, and he sexily whispered into Aiba’s ear.
“You will not come until I tell you to, Aiba-kun. And it’s time for you to wake up, baby.” he said, chuckling softly, as he finally dressed Masaki back up and walked out of the room like nothing had happened. (Well skipped out of the room, really.)
Aiba sat there in silence, sweat on his brow, his chest rising up and down very quickly as all that had just happened finally sorted itself out in his mind. It wasn’t a dream at all, Aiba realised, he had just gotten a hand job and blow job from the kidnapper.. And the damned bastard didn’t even finish! Aiba shook terribly, and screamed loudly. Very loudly. He had to get out. He couldn’t let something like this ever happen again. Aiba decided.
Sho skipped into the other room where Ohno was waiting patiently.
“Why are you so happy?” Satoshi asked, very curious as to what the other man had done. Sho just shrugged.
“Nothing really.” he went to the kitchen, to sort something for himself and Aiba to eat. But he didn’t know what the other liked or didn’t.
“Damn. Satoshi! Go and ask Ma-chan what he wants for breakfast would ya? Ask him if he likes … well anything tinned anyway!” he shouted over to the other, and Ohno just shook his head, but got up anyway. When he made his way over to the other room, he sighed quietly as he noticed the tied up young man in the middle of it. He quickly went over to Aiba and patted him softly on the shoulder, making the other jump, in fear.
“Hey. It’s okay.. Um.. I just wanted to know if you would like anything to eat?” Ohno asked, trying to keep his voice soft and calm. Masaki frowned. What was he supposed to reply to that? He certainly didn’t want anything his kidnappers offered him, but he was quite hungry. Ohno watched Aiba silently, deciding to just wait til the other wanted to answer him. Aiba sighed a little but nodded. Ohno smiled.
“Well, is there anything you really don’t want?” he asked.
“Pasta. That stuff makes my brain jelly.” Aiba automatically said, forgetting a little who he was talking to. Ohno chuckled a little.
“All right. I’ll be back with it soon.” he said as he left the room.
Aiba sighed and threw his head back. What. A. Morning.
Ohno returned to the kitchen, just in time to see Sho putting on some eggs, and ramen.
“Good, Aiba doesn’t like pasta.” Sho turned to Satoshi, very surprised the other got something out of the younger man.
“Ah good. Well it’s almost ready.” he said. Ohno sat back on his seat, and decided to just ignore Sho for the time being. No real reason, it’s just sometimes the other man got on his nerves. A lot.
Sakurai happily walked to the other room, Aiba’s breakfast in hand, and a glass of water in the other. Once he reached the said man, he shouted.
“Aiba-chan!!!!! Breakfast is here!” Aiba jumped at the sound of Sho’s voice, not just because how sudden it was. “Now now. Don’t be scared of me! I just gave you what you wanted this morning, that’s all.” he smiled innocently.
“Yeah, because I was fucking asleep!” Masaki shouted back. Sho gasped dramatically but laughed.
“Yeah so?” Aiba sincerely wanted to growl at the other man.
“That in our country, would be called rape.” he whispered. He heard the other fall silent. Sho’s face went red.
“Rape?… So your saying I .. raped you?” Sho asked. But Aiba knew not to answer this question at all.. It was much safer. “All I did was touch you.. And gave what you wanted when you moaned for more.. And now you call it freaking rape?!” he screamed. Masaki heard a plate shatter on the floor, obviously Sho had thrown it.
“…” Aiba couldn’t speak. Sakurai grabbed Aiba’s head.
“That my dear friend was certainly not rape.” he said. He ran his tongue quickly over Aiba’s cheek. “But if you are so unsure about it.” he forcibly ripped open Aiba’s shirt. Masaki didn’t want to think about what was going to happen next. Because it was impossible. No way, was Sho about to say what he thought. But he did.
“Let me show you what it is… Masaki Aiba.”