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[wilfulsunbeams]

Who: Dorian, Nakago
Where: Nakago's mansion
When: Now?
Style: Anything is fine with me.

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[seiryuu_warrior]

The conversation with Dorian had intrigued him. He found the young man to be very unique in his desires. It was clear that the other wanted more than mere lessons. Nakago was willing to play along while he discovered more about this new person he'd come across.

He was close enough to hear the knock and smiled somewhat as he rose to his feet. He'd left his armor off today but that didn't stop him from being an impressive presence all the same.

Looking down at Dorian, he nodded to him in greeting.

"Come in, Dorian."

[wilfulsunbeams]

Tall, broad, definitely not Oriental, with blond hair and blue eyes like him too.

Harry had once referred to him as an Adonis, or Narcissus. If he were here, he would tell him that he had found Apollo.

Removing his hat, Dorian bowed slightly to acknowledge the greeting and stepped into the house, looking around politely as a new visitor usually would. "Thank you for your invitation, Nah-kaar-go."

[seiryuu_warrior]

Closing the door behind Dorian, those icy blue eyes took in his appearance. There was no denying that the man was attractive. Any fool could see that easily.

"It was my pleasure." He hardly cared about the name. This was more a study since so little could truly interest him this much.

"Feel free to make yourself comfortable."

[wilfulsunbeams]

Dorian smiled, pleased as he set his hat and cane down on a table before unfastening his tie. Just a tie though, not a cravat. It was easier to undo.

"So," he continued, opening up his collar to reveal the smooth soft skin under his shirt. Dorian was perfect, the spell of his portrait had made it so and he knew that. "Where should we start our, uh, lessons?"

[seiryuu_warrior]

Nakago smiled now and noted the smooth skin. Such perfection. That was so rare to find on young men anymore. He knew that better than most considering how often he punished prisoners.

"I believe we should come up with how you'll be rewarded first." His smile was pleasant, calm. "Did you have something in mind?"

[wilfulsunbeams]

He took a seat on the couch, and leaning back, an inviting smile on his face as he traced his fingers over the arm of the seat.

"I'm open to suggestions. Or you may say," he brought his fingers to his lips. "Indulgence." Dorian raised an eyebrow. "I hope you won't think me too much of a deviant, will you?"

[seiryuu_warrior]

"You are rather mild in comparison to what I have seen before." A fact that Nakago wasn't going to elaborate on. Moving around, he took a seat in the chair across from Dorian. There was confidence in his every move. As if he had nothing to fear from anyone.

In reality, it was quite true.

"My impression tells me you would enjoy punishment as well as reward though. I doubt I would be wrong in that."

[wilfulsunbeams]

Oh, but you have not seen all of me yet. And when Nakago did and still thought he was mild, Dorian would love to know what else the man could show him. After all, there was no end to, what did they call it, "self-improvement"?

"You don't seem like a man who is wrong in many things." Dorian undid another button.

[seiryuu_warrior]

"I tend not to be." Nakago watched as more skin was revealed. Such an interesting creature this one was. It was hardly surprising that he was amused by the situation. "Reward for getting it right and punishment for getting it wrong."

There was a darkness to the smirk that appeared on his lips. "That can be arranged."

[wilfulsunbeams]

Dorian widened his eyes at the hint of darkness and seemed to breathe just a little heavier from anticipation. He stood up and walked closer to Nakago, close enough to be touched -or anything that the man wished for. "And if you don't mind me asking, what is the reward and what is the punishment?"

[seiryuu_warrior]

A blue character appeared on his forehead and an invisible force sent Dorian flying back into the chair. "I don't believe I said you could get up yet, pupil of mine." Rising from his seat, Nakago's hair covered the character though it remained where it was. He moved over to the chair he'd thrown Dorian back into so he could lift his head up with his hand. "The reward will come when you get it right. You'll have to wait breathlessly for that."

[wilfulsunbeams]

Alright, that was unexpected. Dorian winced at the initial pain and waited for the portrait to do its magic, to remove the hurt and the bruise that might have formed with it.

"My apologies," he replied quickly, licking his lips. Fear was a sensation that he did not like, but the excitement that came with it was delicious. As long as the man was not going to kill him, Dorian could recover from anything else.

[seiryuu_warrior]

One gold brow rose up as he noted every reaction that Dorian gave. Nakago fed off of the reactions that came from people. They were most telling. Leaning in, he gave those lips only the brush of his own. "Something to look forward to. Now, before we begin, why don't you tell me how one who enjoys punishment can have such flawless skin. Unless, your clothes still hide a scar from me?"

He doubted that. Dorian seemed too proud of his looks for there to be a single blemish or scar or flaw anywhere upon him.

[wilfulsunbeams]

Any other time, Dorian would not hesitate to lean closer and deepen the kiss, but Nakago seemed like the type who needed to be obeyed. Well, it would be a new experience for him. And looking at the way Nakago was, Dorian doubted if he would not enjoy that experience.

"It's a trade secret. Do you want me to strip down to prove it?"

[seiryuu_warrior]

"Removing your shirt will do."

Moving back, Nakago waited patiently with his arms crossed. If he found nothing then it would be safe to assume that Dorian had some kind of rapid healing ability. Not something he'd seen before but worth his notice all the same.

A pretty young man who enjoyed punishment and would heal from it. Now that was something interesting indeed.

[wilfulsunbeams]

Just as well that Dorian was not ashamed of his nudity the way someone from his era would. He made a show -quick, because he would not want to keep Nakago waiting- of removing his shirt and pushed it to the side, displaying his flawless skin and tight muscles openly.

"See something you like?"