Good Boy
Title: Good Boy
Pairing: Taguchi/Tanaka/Nakamaru (NTT)
Genre: Smut. There’s really not much else to it.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Koki has a small surprise for Nakamaru.
Warning: PWP, language.
Note: This is inspired by Nakamaru in the collar in First Class.
(This actually took me insanely long to finish but I have no idea why.)
“Will you be a good boy for me?” Nakamaru shot a glare up at the man in front of him as he sat on his knees in front of the coffee table, his heart racing despite everything else he was feeling at that moment.
“Do you even know what you’re doing?” He snapped, resisting the urge to bring his hand up to tug at the collar around his neck, trying his best to reason to himself why this situation was logical at all.
“Of course I do,” came the murmured response a moment or two later, and Nakamaru felt a tug on the leash. He bit back a gasp, gaze moving to the floor.
“This must remind you of a specific performance I did…Except it’s not me with the chains this time.” Nakamaru swallowed hard and remained silent, gaze still at the ground as his heart thudded so hard he thought it’d burst. Koki smirked down at him, but Nakamaru kept his gaze low, responding a moment later in a quiet voice.
“I’m really in no place to stop you.”
“I thought you might say that.” Suddenly there was another - rougher this time - tug on the collar, causing Nakamaru to choke silently as it restricted air, heart thudding even harder. “So, are you ready?” Keeping his gaze averted to the floor as thoughts ran through his head a mile a minute, Nakamaru simply nodded.
“I think you’ll like this next surprise I have for you,” Koki continued as Nakamaru stood up slowly, following the tugs on the leash. He mumbled something incoherently that went ignored by Koki, who had peered into the bedroom that Nakamaru was following him into. He saw some hand gestures, making him feel curious; he stayed silent, though.
“Close your eyes Yucchi,” Koki demanded, and Nakamaru couldn’t do anything but follow his instructions, albeit still hesitant. He followed Koki blindly into a room - it was the bedroom; Nakamaru had been there enough times to know it - and sat down on the foot of the bed as he was silently instructed to with a soft nudge. What Nakamaru found the weirdest about that moment was that there was something else - or someone else on the bed. A weight that dipped it down a bit from the center.
“Koki...”
“Don't worry, Yucchi. We'll have fun with you.” Any words Nakamaru was about to utter got trapped in his throat at the word 'we.' He was really tempted to open his eyes, but he squeezed them shut again and took a deep breath to calm himself. There was only one other person that Koki could have called for this, and as soon as he felt the warm hand squeezing his shoulder, he knew.
Taguchi.
Nakamaru swallowed hard and remained silent as there was shifting on the bed, and another hand took hold of the leash, separating it from the collar but still leaving it on.
“I'm sure you know what's going on by now,” Koki said in a slow voice, twirling the leash between his fingers as Nakamaru opened his eyes. “So let's get started, shall we?”
In an instant, Nakamaru was on his knees. He didn't understand why or what even happened in that moment, but another second after that he was face to face with a very - for lack of better word - hungry looking Taguchi. Everything about this situation was weird to him, but if he were to be completely honest with himself, he didn’t think he could complain.
“Is it okay?” Hearing the voice, Nakamaru gave a nod of confirmation as he shifted, making it easier for Taguchi who was already trying to take off his pants.
“I wish I wasn’t wearing this, but it’s okay,” he muttered a moment later, keeping his voice low enough that he wouldn’t be heard be either of them. There was a harder tug on the collar, causing his air to restrict with a low groan as a hand he recognized as Taguchi’s began touching him.
“I’m just going to say this now,” Koki said, now walking around the bed and tilting Nakamaru’s chin up to look at him. “You aren’t allowed to cum unless one of us says it’s okay.” He bit back the small noise that wanted to come out of his throat, just nodding again as Taguchi continued to stroke him. The words that surrounded him faded to a blur in Nakamaru’s ears, unable to concentrate on anything except the hand that was touching him with a speed so slow that it was almost painful. Nakamaru bit his tongue as not to let any unnecessary sounds escape as his eyes followed Koki's feet.
Taguchi was sure good with his hands.
Was Koki just going to stand there and watch this? Nakamaru opened his mouth to speak this thought, only to have a small, choked whimper come out as Taguchi jerked him once rather roughly.
“Someone is being a bit needy today, I notice,” Koki said with a click of his tongue, causing Nakamaru to flush deeply, gasping when he felt Taguchi's lube-slicked tip press against his entrance, his back raising in anticipation.
This isn’t me… Why can't I control myself?
Sucking in a silent breath as Taguchi pushed inside him, Nakamaru did his best not to make any noise. He had to restrain himself, he knew that much. Trying so hard to focus on that, Nakamaru had barely noticed Koki come up in front of him, undoing his pants before reaching down to tug at the collar, forcefully making Nakamaru look at him. Nakamaru gave a choked gasp, all the sensations he was feeling becoming almost overwhelming. With the look in Koki's eyes, Nakamaru immediately knew what he wanted. Giving him a hard look, Nakamaru dipped his head and slowly took Koki's already semi-erect member into his mouth, doing his best not to choke as Taguchi began thrusting. The hand that gripped his hair moments later was anything but tender - rough at best. He gasped, groaning softly as he took him in deeper, tongue tracing along the backside of his cock, hands gripping tightly at the sheets as he rocked with Taguchi's rhythm.
He knew he could be okay with Koki's instructions, that he could control himself long enough for the other two to get their fill. But - Why was he going along with this again? He couldn’t remember at that point, but he was too overcome with pleasure to question it.
All of those thoughts and any others flew out of his mind the second Taguchi's hand wrapped around his length again. That time, he nearly did choke. It was enough to make Koki tug sharply at his hair. Nakamaru grunted, emitting a low growl of pain as he clutched the sheets even tighter, nearly smirking when the other moaned. He couldn’t think. All rational thoughts were gone as Taguchi began stroking him roughly. He wasn’t so focused on the situation anymore as he was on holding himself back. With Taguchi both thrusting in a steady pace and continuing to stroke him, he felt like he probably couldn’t hold out for much longer. Along with focusing on giving Koki what he wanted - Nakamaru could easily admit that he knew Koki’s weaknesses, so he knew that if he went about it well, it wouldn’t take much longer to drive him over the edge. Tonguing his slit, Nakamaru bobbed his head with the main focus of not choking, and not letting himself let go. It was becoming more and more difficult, as Taguchi was hitting all the right spots. With the touch on his cock too, it was truly a wonder how he was still able to hold on. Emitting a loud moan, his back arched slightly and he whined a little as Koki’s grip seemed to slacken ever so slightly in his hair, and through his peripheral vision Nakamaru could see his head leaning back. Still clutching the sheets, his tongue continued the motion as he bobbed, gasping when Taguchi’s movements faltered a little. He couldn’t help the choked noise that escaped once he felt Taguchi release inside him, nearly driving him over the edge and making it difficult to continue holding on.
“You can do it, Yucchi.” He nearly scowled at Taguchi’s “encouraging” voice. He had pulled out, but still continued to stroke Nakamaru in a rhythm that was slightly unnerving and that made him shudder under the touch. They just wanted to torture him, Nakamaru thought. Thoughts swirled both in and then out again, being halted when Koki either tugged his hair with a groan, or when Taguchi gave a particularly rough jerk. His knuckles were nearly white with how hard he was gripping at the sheets. He heard soft utterances from Koki, but he was blinded to most everything other than his own feelings at that moment, and his will not to let his orgasm over take him before Koki said it was okay. Nakamaru managed to take him deeper, swallowing around his cock - he was glad that he didn't have much of a gag reflex - as he bobbed his head.
Luckily this was what drove Koki over the edge. The feeling of his warm release spilling down his throat caused Nakamaru to moan out loud. Swallowing quickly, he just had to wait for Koki's word. He was trying not to focus too much on the warmth of Taguchi's hand stroking him the right way - God, the way was so right. He felt the collar being tugged, causing him to choke again as the air as Koki leaned down to whisper near his ear.
“Go ahead.”
Those words sent a wave of relief flooding through him as he allowed his body the shudder and tremble with the overwhelming pleasure of release. The warmth coursing through him felt like it lasted too long - but once he could see clearly again, he tried to catch his breath as he knees collapsed under him, leaving Nakamaru as a sweaty, panting, quivering mess on Koki's bed.
The hand that rubbed his back made him feel a bit more relieved - though most of it came from the collar being taken off as Taguchi carefully helped him adjust into a more comfortable position.
Amusingly enough, Taguchi was the type to be all cuddly after a night like this. Not that Nakamaru minded.
“Well, that was fun,” Koki grinned as he sat on the bed after doing his pants back up. Nakamaru could only nod a little, still unable to find words. Taguchi's hand patted his shoulder.
“You were a good boy.”