[SPS] Punishment
Title: Punishment
Chapter 1/1
Fandom: J-Rock/Visual Kei
Language: English
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: D/s, bondage, toys,
Pairing: Miya(MUCC)/Aoi(GazettE)/Bou(AnCafe)
Note: This is for coiled_iris, because she asked for a sequel to A day at the beach
In silence the three of them had made their way back to the small house they had rented, Bou wincing every now and then because his backside still hurt like hell and Aoi, too, having a rather uncomfortable feeling inside his pants, because they weren't only wet but also sticky and slimy.
Miya didn't have such problems but he accepted that Aoi's first walk was to the bathroom, taking a quick shower and returning afterwards clad in nothing but a towel around his waist.
Bou on the other hand made his way to the kitchen, soon returning with three bowls of ice-cream with strawberries.
After handing one to Miya, who meanwhile had changed into a pair of soft sweatpants he sat the other down on the couch-table, discarding his pants and shirt to then sit on the floor entirely naked, contentment written all across the features, soon joined by Aoi, who gratefully accepted the ice-cream.
Smiling to himself Miya watched his two lovers sit at his feet, busy with their sweets. The black haired guitarist, too, busied himself with the task at hand, but he also couldn't take his mind off of the punishment he would have to deal out today. Still the anger lurked right behind his smiling face and he knew that he wouldn't be able to keep himself controlled for a long time.
The three sat there in silence. Neither of them wanted to say a thing, especially because it could lead to taking up the discussion form before. Of course they knew that they had to talk about it sooner or later...but the later the better.
When Miya had finished his bowl he made his way to the kitchen, intent on leaving the other two alone for a while. He simply helped himself to a drink and sat down at the kitchen-table.
Wearily Aoi watched Miya leave. He didn't knew about Bou's failure so he though he was the only one to be punished.
But it was Bou, who asked the other: "Is he very angry at me?", nodding in the direction of the kitchen.
"Why should he be angry at you?", Aoi answered, confusion clear in his voice.
"Because I...he didn't tell you?", Bou asked, now clearly confused as well.
Aoi shook his head. "Just that I'll be the one being punished.", he admitted.
Bou raised an eyebrow in question: "You? Why that?" He knew what he himself had done wrong, but Aoi?
Aoi blushed, not wanting to tell Bou, what Miya had found out. But Miya would tell it to the other, that was for sure.
"I get a little...taken away...when I'm inside the water.", Aoi admitted, lowering his head. He was scared of Bou's reaction.
Bou just looked confused, but then he smiled and, blushing faintly he confessed. "To me it's the same with the wind."
Aoi now looked at Bou in confusion.
"Are you serious about that?", he asked, fearing that the other was joking or something.
Bou nodded, inching a little closer to the other.
"Yes, I am. I wouldn't joke about that.", he said, voice a little sad. He couldn't believe what Aoi was thinking of him.
Aoi nodded at that. "I'm sorry. I know you wouldn't do that. It's just...I never thought the two of you would take it that easily."
At that Bou giggled. "Me too.", he said, moving closer to cuddle against Aoi's side.
The dark haired guitarist pulled the other into an embrace at that, smiling down at the younger, as he moved in a more comfortable position, head resting against the others shoulder.
"I just hope Miya will refrain from too hard punishment.", Aoi said, petting the others hair.
Bou just nodded at that, nuzzling the other shoulder, content to just sit like that for a while.
Though Miya had stayed in the kitchen he had listened to the whole conversation, smiling to himself as he heard Aoi admit his fetish. This would be going to be interesting.
When he returned to the living room he smiled at the others, who looked at him in surprise, having been lost in their own thought for the past while.
The knowing smile in Miya's face bothered Aoi. He wasn't sure what to expect of the other, he never was. He knew the other members of MUCC said, Miya's eyes were scary. Aoi though they were damn right.
Again he felt the slightly younger's eyes look down into his soul without any problems at all.
Bou also felt Miya see into his soul, but his soul now was bared of any dark corners, secrets or fears. He didn't fight the others gaze, just giving him the well practices innocent smile that hid his own dirty mind perfectly. He tried to figure out what Miya was planning...but as usual he failed with flying colors.
Miya just smiled at the other, sitting down on the couch again, sipping his drink while he watched the other two. Aoi being pretty much a dear caught in light while Bou played the innocent princess again. The youngest couldn't fool Miya, but the dark haired loved to play along.
Neither man knew, what to do, and in the end it was Bou how took the initiative and moved over to Miya, placing his head on the others thigh to then look up at the other.
"What are you thinking about?", he asked with mild curiosity in his voice.
"Nothing in particular. What I'm going to do with you in the evening.", he answered, one hand now resting on Bou's head, absently petting the blond guitarist.
"Already having an idea?", Aoi now asked. He hadn't advanced and was still sitting cross-legged about 2 feet away.
"Yeah.", Miya just answered. He wasn't going to tell them now, because he intended to surprise them.
"What is it?", blond asked, still purring and smiling up at the other.
"That's a secret, sweetheart.", the dark haired answered, which earned him a pout from Bou and an angry look from Aoi.
"That's mean.", Bou complained and Aoi bit his lower lip, knowing what Miya now would answer and that he had no way to stop it.
"If you want to find out that badly...", Miya said, going from petting to holding the others hair. He made clear what his words already implied by a slightly colder expression in his eyes.
At that Bou gulped, not really answering the question, but lowering his gaze on cue.
Aoi, too, didn't move an inch, looking at Miya curiously. He never knew what the other would do, but he was sure they'd find out soon.
When the dark haired saw the other's expectant gaze he smirked. He then focused his attention on the youngest again, letting his fingers trial down the side of the other's face, urging him to look up.
"Do you want to find out, Bou-hime?", Miya then asked, his voice dark and low.
Bou swallowed hard, but nonetheless he nodded slowly.
"Yes, Miya-sama.", he answered, eyes half closed. This form of address was meant for play only and Bou easily slipped into his role.
Let the game begin. Miya thought to himself as he slowly rose to his feet, now towering over the other two even more than before.
"Then go to the bedroom.", Miya ordered and Bou quickly obeyed.
The raven haired stayed put, not knowing what the other expected him to do.
Miya waited for a few seconds to then turn his attention to Aoi, smiling at him mischievously.
"Do you want to leave him all alone?", the dark haired asked. Pleased he watched as the slightly taller man rose to his feet.
"No.", Aoi said, not wanting to leave their princess all alone with an angry Miya.
"Then get going.", the younger of the two said, giving his elder a pointed look.
Aoi scowled at that but obediently made his way to the bedroom with Miya following just a step behind.
When the eldest of the three entered the bedroom he came to a halt almost instantly, a little taken aback by the sight presented to him.
Bou had already made his way to the bed, kneeling down in front of the foot of it, legs slightly spread, hands behind his back, head lowered. He also had gotten out the small box Miya had decided to take with them.
The sight was indeed breathtaking to Miya referred from being angry at the other. He just leaned forward to whisper in the other's ear.
"He really is beautiful. But before you are completely lost in the sight go get my your collar and leash."
Aoi felt the pleasant rush of Miya's voice move down his back, though he glared at the other when he mentioned the collar. But he didn't object but made his way over to the box soon returning with the items Miya had requested.
The black haired just smirked at the angry look in the others eyes. He knew Aoi didn't like this last assertion of authority. The raven haired had accepted that Miya was the one in charge a while ago. But he still hated the collar, because it was a visible sign of his submission.
Miya however didn't care about that and took both items form Aoi's hand.
"On your knees.", he then ordered. Out of the corner of his eyes he could see Bou bite his lips to hold back any sounds. He knew what this little show was doing to the young blond, and he had no intention of ending it too soon.
Still looking defiant the taller man slowly sank to his knees in front of Miya, never breaking eye contact.
The now taller of the two used a few moments to just take in the sight in front of him. He then used one hand to pet the other hand and, while doing so, stroke the others hair behind his ears. After that he bent over slightly to then fasten the collar around the other's neck, attaching the leash to it afterwards.
Using the leash he now lead the other to the bed, tying it to one of the bedpost to the turn his full attention of Bou.
The blond had watched transfixed as Miya had collared Aoi, a thing he did rather rarely, and led him over. He had made sure not to raise his head, knowing it would disappoint Miya, but he also didn't try t hide his reaction to the show. When Miya now moved to stand in front of him a shiver went down his spine at the thought of what the black haired was capable of.
Miya watched in delight as a shiver went through the slim form in front of him. He liked the way the other was reacting to his mere presence. He could see that the other was already half hard just because of their little display and he knew he'd be desperate at the end of the night.
"Get onto the bed.", he ordered. he then knelt down beside the box, feeling no need to check if Bou obeyed. He rummaged through it, feeling Aoi's curious gaze on him all the time. When he had everything he needed he looked up, seeing the hunger in the raven haired eyes. There was also challenge in there, but he would deal with that later.
Patiently the blond waited for Miya to give him the next order but nonetheless he tensed a bit when he felt the bed dip under the added weight of the back haired man.
Said dark haired moved up the bed until he knelt in front of the other, setting the stuff he had brought with him down next to him. He then petted the other a little, making sure the other relaxed again. He couldn't continue if the other was all tensed up.
At the soft caress Bou purred almost inaudible because he couldn't hold back, but also wasn't sure if he was allowed to make noise.
Miya chuckled at that, pecking the others head to then move back a little.
"Move back until you can grab the headboard, Bou-hime.", he ordered, watching content when the other followed his orders instantly and without any defiance.
When he knew the other was in place he took up the first item, a piece of soft fabric, and moved to kneel beside Bou.
"Good boy.", he said and the grabbed the others wrists, using the fabric to first tie them together and then to the headboard. He made sure it was tight enough to hold the other in place, but not too tight to be removed easily if needed.
Bou didn't struggle at all, simply accepting that this was how Miya had decided to punish him. And oh what sweet punishment it was. Bou loved...needed...to be able to touch and be touched. He knew that this was what Miya would withhold from him.
But the older guitarist wasn't finished. Next he took up a gag which he then presented to Bou. He heard the other gasp at the sight and gentle his free hand petted the other, trying to sooth him a little so he wouldn't fight. Miya knew that he was being cruel, but this was meant to be real punishment, wasn't it? Not like some other times when the others provoked him or he searched for a minor reason to punish.
After a few moments the hint of defiance was gone, though, and Bou slightly leaned into the soft caress, opening his mouth obediently to let Miya put the gag into place and fasten it behind his head.
Awe filled Bou's eyes when Miya presented the last item to him. A cock-ring. Something Miya used very rarely. Even more rare than the collar. But he couldn't fight back as Miya secured it around the base of his already full erect member. And he also couldn't hold back the moan that escaped his lips as the other finally touched him.
But then Miya withdrew which earned him a whine from the younger man. But the taller just smirked, enjoying the sight in front of him.
"Just watch us, Bou-hime.", he then ordered, making his way over to the bedpost where Aoi was waiting for him.
With awe and hatred filling his gaze Aoi had watched how Miya treated their princess, leaving her completely defenseless. When the black haired man now made his way over in his direction Aoi tried to move back, being held back be the collar which now tightened around his throat almost painfully.
Miya just shook his head at that, untying the leash and holing it in a firm grip, so Aoi couldn't struggle free.
"Don't fight me, Aoi-chan.", he then said, slowly pulling the other closer.
These words angered Aoi even more. He hated being called Aoi-chan and being collared and leashed didn't really help him hold his composure. He snarled at the other, though he moved closer slowly.
Miya just shook his head, pulling Aoi closer until the elder was kneeling between his slightly spread legs. Had didn't want to do that, but the raven haired seemed to want to put up a fight today.
"Don't give me that attitude, pet.", he now said in a strict voice, looking down at the other with a seriousness that bordered on creepiness.
At that Aoi growled, fighting against the leash and while trying to bite the other somewhere. No one, not even Miya, was allowed to call him their pet, no one!
Miya just tightened his hold on the leash grabbing the other by the hair and making him look up at him.
Now Aoi went perfectly still, trying to look at everything but the others eyes. He knew he wouldn't be able to stand the disapproving and disappointed expression in the others dark eyes. He knew that again the submissive in him would take over. That small part of him who wanted nothing more than to please his master.
But Miya knew that as well, forcing the slightly older man to look him in the eyes, seeing defiance mixed with wrath there. But both crumbled under his own stern expression, shifting to an expression of defiant submission mixed with a bit of shame.
Aoi knew very well that he was in no position to be angry the younger man. He was the one, who had failed the other. He was the one who had lied to the other. So he had to take his punishment without complain, that was only right and proper.
When the black haired loosened his hold on the other's hair he was content when he saw the other bow down, lowering himself as far as the lash allowed. And Miya made sure Aoi had a lot of leeway.
Slowly Aoi lowered his head, realizing that the other would stop him until his head touched the ground. He bit his lips to prevent himself from snapping and slowly followed the others unspoken order.
"Much better.", Miya just said. Leaving the other in that position for a few moments, using the chance to spare a glance at Bou, who watched his wide eyes, panting against his gag, straining against his bonds.
"Now get up here, so we can give our princess a little how, Aoi-chan.", the dark haired ordered, tugging lightly at the leash.
Slowly Aoi rose to his knees, giving the other a questioning gaze but moving onto the bed now, following Miya as the other moved them to the middle of the large bed, stopping right in front of the other.
Something akin to terror filled Aoi's eyes when he saw his princess's desperate behavior, but there was no way he could help him. It would be best to just follow the master's orders, because the better they behaved the sooner everything would be over.
Before continuing Miya inhaled and exhaled a few times. Now the most cruel part of the punishment followed, he himself suffered, too, but there was no way he could let it show. Later, maybe, but not now, not when this was all about their punishment, not his.
Miya then took the lube he had gotten out of the box earlier, but to the others surprise he didn't open it himself. Instead he handed to to Aoi.
"Prepare yourself.", he then ordered, watching contently as Aoi opened the tube and applied some on his fingers.
The raven haired never broke eye contact, not when he applied some of the cool gel to his fingers, and not when he hand dropped down between his legs, starting to prepare himself. He gasped, when the first slick digit entered him, but he stopped his eyes from fluttering close even though it felt sinfully dirty. He could easily picture himself in his head; legs spread, collared and leashed, fucking himself with his fingers to his master's pleasure. He moaned at that image.
Bou whimpered against his gag as he took in the sight in front of him. He couldn't close his eyes or turn them away. Not even a split second. He always loved seeing his lovers like that, but not when he was in that position, unable to move, to touch, to speak, forced to do nothing but watch. It made him so hard he could have come from the sight alone, but Miya had effectively prevented him from doing so.
Said guitarist fought for any shred of control left to him. He had to hold on, he couldn't let himself go now, so as soon as Aoi went from preparing to finger fucking he ordered him to stop, tugging him closer and kissing him passionately.
Aoi didn't resist. He just moaned into the kiss, rubbing himself against the others body, hands starting to tug at the pants Miya still wore.
When the black haired ended the kiss he chuckled darkly because Aoi whined at the loss.
"Eager, aren't we?", he said, pleased by the way Aoi's face would heat up faintly.
"Turn around.", he then ordered, moving the other in the position he wanted him in. Facing Bou.
The blond's eyes were black with lust and he seemed to eat the other with his gaze, still straining against the bonds in hope of getting some contact, any contact. Even if it was a slap he would take it gratefully.
But Miya wouldn't follow the others wishes, he simply positioned himself behind Aoi, still holding the leash just firm enough that Aoi remembered it was there. As he entered the slightly taller man his eyes locked with Bou's. The message in his eyes was easy to read. This is your punishment. Make sure you'll never have to endure it yourself.
Then Miya broke the contact, concentrating solely on the firm body in front of him, enjoying the others moans and gasps as well as the shuddering whenever he hit the others prostate.
Aoi was completely lost, too, eyes fixed on the form of his young lover, so close but seemingly worlds away, body eagerly answering every hard thrust into his body. His eyes roamed across the others chest, taking in the thin layer of sweat as well as the tense muscles beneath creamy skin. When his eyes settled on the others cock he couldn't hold back a moan, a somewhat hungry gaze settling down in his eyes.
Of course Miya noticed it, because Aoi now strained against the leash, though he didn't stop to meet his every thrust. He knew what the other wanted, but he wouldn't allow it. At least not now. He sped up the movements of his hips, intent to bring Aoi to the verge of orgasm. When he finally felt the other tighten around him lightly he slowed his movements.
"Hold back.", he murmured against the other's ear. "Hold back at it'll be worth it."
Aoi grunted in disappointment, but he held back, closing his eyes to focus on breathing, slowly retreating from the edge.
"What now?", he asked, moving back against Miya, who had meanwhile stilled his movements completely. Much to Aoi's dislike.
"Now.", Miya started. "Now I want to bend over and wrap your pretty lips around the cock of our princess. I know you want to." He smirked when he said that, biting the others ear once to the move back a little, making sure to slacken his hold on the leash.
As soon as he heard the others voice he dropped down, but before he could take the other into his mouth he turned his head to look at Miya.
"May I remove it?", he asked, begging the other with his eyes.
Miya nodded and waited patiently, hands holding onto the others hips tightly now, needing something to hold on to so he could keep his self-control. As soon as the other had removed the cock-ring however he started to thrust again, setting a hard and fast rhythm which Aoi soon took up.
Bou moaned against the gag as finally the ring was removed. Aoi taking him into his mouth resounded in an even louder moan, which, too, was muffled by the gag. But the blond didn't care, letting moans and whimpers spill freely from his lips.
It didn't take long until Aoi came, unable to resist the sensation of Bou's cock down his throat while Miya thrust into him almost violently. When Miya had further started to jerk him off he had just given a last muffled sound which had been something between a moan and a scream to spill his release onto the covers beneath him to then collapse. But before he could sink down completely he felt Miya's arm slip around his waist holding him in position, reminding him that there was a task he had to finish.
It didn't take him long to fulfill it, though. Bou following suit just seconds later, almost blacking out from the intensity of his orgasm.
Seeing the blond's face contort in pleasure was all the back haired needed to fall over the edge as well, muffling his own moan against Aoi's shoulder.
When he had ridden out his orgasm Miya drew out of Aoi, making the raven haired lie down next to him as he started to undo the blond's bonds, starting with the gag to then kiss the other gently while he undid the fabric around his wrists, massaging them softly to then make the youngest of them lie down next to Aoi.
When Miya was sure the other two where comfortable he rose and made his way to the bathroom, returning a little later with a damp cloth, taking his time to gently clean his lovers up, who then refused to let him leave again, simply tugging him down to lay right between them. So he just gave up, throwing the cloth in the general direction of the bathroom to then put his arms around his lovers.
Bou now used the other shoulder as a pillow smiling up at him and yawning faintly while Aoi laid on his side, holding Miya's hand in his own, eyes half closed as well.
Miya just smiled, placing a kiss on Bou's forehead while he placed his free hand on the others naked hips. Then he turned his head a little to give Aoi a kiss, closing his eyes afterwards.
Neither man cared that they laid on top of the covers, being sure that they would keep each other warm until the morning.
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Yes, I couldn't resist the temptation to throw in ice-cream with strawberries...they're pure sex *__*
And again I found out that this strange foot/inch thing sucks.
I mean barely an inch is a fucking lot more that barely a centimeter. (1 inch = 2.54 cm)
But only one foot away is much closer that only one meter away. (1 foot = 0.348 m)
That's absolutely not fair
*pout*
OMG, what a monster.
It's nearly 7 pages in office x.X
but I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing.
Especially iris-sama. I hope it turned out the way you like it.
Chapter 1/1
Fandom: J-Rock/Visual Kei
Language: English
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: D/s, bondage, toys,
Pairing: Miya(MUCC)/Aoi(GazettE)/Bou(AnCafe)
Note: This is for coiled_iris, because she asked for a sequel to A day at the beach
In silence the three of them had made their way back to the small house they had rented, Bou wincing every now and then because his backside still hurt like hell and Aoi, too, having a rather uncomfortable feeling inside his pants, because they weren't only wet but also sticky and slimy.
Miya didn't have such problems but he accepted that Aoi's first walk was to the bathroom, taking a quick shower and returning afterwards clad in nothing but a towel around his waist.
Bou on the other hand made his way to the kitchen, soon returning with three bowls of ice-cream with strawberries.
After handing one to Miya, who meanwhile had changed into a pair of soft sweatpants he sat the other down on the couch-table, discarding his pants and shirt to then sit on the floor entirely naked, contentment written all across the features, soon joined by Aoi, who gratefully accepted the ice-cream.
Smiling to himself Miya watched his two lovers sit at his feet, busy with their sweets. The black haired guitarist, too, busied himself with the task at hand, but he also couldn't take his mind off of the punishment he would have to deal out today. Still the anger lurked right behind his smiling face and he knew that he wouldn't be able to keep himself controlled for a long time.
The three sat there in silence. Neither of them wanted to say a thing, especially because it could lead to taking up the discussion form before. Of course they knew that they had to talk about it sooner or later...but the later the better.
When Miya had finished his bowl he made his way to the kitchen, intent on leaving the other two alone for a while. He simply helped himself to a drink and sat down at the kitchen-table.
Wearily Aoi watched Miya leave. He didn't knew about Bou's failure so he though he was the only one to be punished.
But it was Bou, who asked the other: "Is he very angry at me?", nodding in the direction of the kitchen.
"Why should he be angry at you?", Aoi answered, confusion clear in his voice.
"Because I...he didn't tell you?", Bou asked, now clearly confused as well.
Aoi shook his head. "Just that I'll be the one being punished.", he admitted.
Bou raised an eyebrow in question: "You? Why that?" He knew what he himself had done wrong, but Aoi?
Aoi blushed, not wanting to tell Bou, what Miya had found out. But Miya would tell it to the other, that was for sure.
"I get a little...taken away...when I'm inside the water.", Aoi admitted, lowering his head. He was scared of Bou's reaction.
Bou just looked confused, but then he smiled and, blushing faintly he confessed. "To me it's the same with the wind."
Aoi now looked at Bou in confusion.
"Are you serious about that?", he asked, fearing that the other was joking or something.
Bou nodded, inching a little closer to the other.
"Yes, I am. I wouldn't joke about that.", he said, voice a little sad. He couldn't believe what Aoi was thinking of him.
Aoi nodded at that. "I'm sorry. I know you wouldn't do that. It's just...I never thought the two of you would take it that easily."
At that Bou giggled. "Me too.", he said, moving closer to cuddle against Aoi's side.
The dark haired guitarist pulled the other into an embrace at that, smiling down at the younger, as he moved in a more comfortable position, head resting against the others shoulder.
"I just hope Miya will refrain from too hard punishment.", Aoi said, petting the others hair.
Bou just nodded at that, nuzzling the other shoulder, content to just sit like that for a while.
Though Miya had stayed in the kitchen he had listened to the whole conversation, smiling to himself as he heard Aoi admit his fetish. This would be going to be interesting.
When he returned to the living room he smiled at the others, who looked at him in surprise, having been lost in their own thought for the past while.
The knowing smile in Miya's face bothered Aoi. He wasn't sure what to expect of the other, he never was. He knew the other members of MUCC said, Miya's eyes were scary. Aoi though they were damn right.
Again he felt the slightly younger's eyes look down into his soul without any problems at all.
Bou also felt Miya see into his soul, but his soul now was bared of any dark corners, secrets or fears. He didn't fight the others gaze, just giving him the well practices innocent smile that hid his own dirty mind perfectly. He tried to figure out what Miya was planning...but as usual he failed with flying colors.
Miya just smiled at the other, sitting down on the couch again, sipping his drink while he watched the other two. Aoi being pretty much a dear caught in light while Bou played the innocent princess again. The youngest couldn't fool Miya, but the dark haired loved to play along.
Neither man knew, what to do, and in the end it was Bou how took the initiative and moved over to Miya, placing his head on the others thigh to then look up at the other.
"What are you thinking about?", he asked with mild curiosity in his voice.
"Nothing in particular. What I'm going to do with you in the evening.", he answered, one hand now resting on Bou's head, absently petting the blond guitarist.
"Already having an idea?", Aoi now asked. He hadn't advanced and was still sitting cross-legged about 2 feet away.
"Yeah.", Miya just answered. He wasn't going to tell them now, because he intended to surprise them.
"What is it?", blond asked, still purring and smiling up at the other.
"That's a secret, sweetheart.", the dark haired answered, which earned him a pout from Bou and an angry look from Aoi.
"That's mean.", Bou complained and Aoi bit his lower lip, knowing what Miya now would answer and that he had no way to stop it.
"If you want to find out that badly...", Miya said, going from petting to holding the others hair. He made clear what his words already implied by a slightly colder expression in his eyes.
At that Bou gulped, not really answering the question, but lowering his gaze on cue.
Aoi, too, didn't move an inch, looking at Miya curiously. He never knew what the other would do, but he was sure they'd find out soon.
When the dark haired saw the other's expectant gaze he smirked. He then focused his attention on the youngest again, letting his fingers trial down the side of the other's face, urging him to look up.
"Do you want to find out, Bou-hime?", Miya then asked, his voice dark and low.
Bou swallowed hard, but nonetheless he nodded slowly.
"Yes, Miya-sama.", he answered, eyes half closed. This form of address was meant for play only and Bou easily slipped into his role.
Let the game begin. Miya thought to himself as he slowly rose to his feet, now towering over the other two even more than before.
"Then go to the bedroom.", Miya ordered and Bou quickly obeyed.
The raven haired stayed put, not knowing what the other expected him to do.
Miya waited for a few seconds to then turn his attention to Aoi, smiling at him mischievously.
"Do you want to leave him all alone?", the dark haired asked. Pleased he watched as the slightly taller man rose to his feet.
"No.", Aoi said, not wanting to leave their princess all alone with an angry Miya.
"Then get going.", the younger of the two said, giving his elder a pointed look.
Aoi scowled at that but obediently made his way to the bedroom with Miya following just a step behind.
When the eldest of the three entered the bedroom he came to a halt almost instantly, a little taken aback by the sight presented to him.
Bou had already made his way to the bed, kneeling down in front of the foot of it, legs slightly spread, hands behind his back, head lowered. He also had gotten out the small box Miya had decided to take with them.
The sight was indeed breathtaking to Miya referred from being angry at the other. He just leaned forward to whisper in the other's ear.
"He really is beautiful. But before you are completely lost in the sight go get my your collar and leash."
Aoi felt the pleasant rush of Miya's voice move down his back, though he glared at the other when he mentioned the collar. But he didn't object but made his way over to the box soon returning with the items Miya had requested.
The black haired just smirked at the angry look in the others eyes. He knew Aoi didn't like this last assertion of authority. The raven haired had accepted that Miya was the one in charge a while ago. But he still hated the collar, because it was a visible sign of his submission.
Miya however didn't care about that and took both items form Aoi's hand.
"On your knees.", he then ordered. Out of the corner of his eyes he could see Bou bite his lips to hold back any sounds. He knew what this little show was doing to the young blond, and he had no intention of ending it too soon.
Still looking defiant the taller man slowly sank to his knees in front of Miya, never breaking eye contact.
The now taller of the two used a few moments to just take in the sight in front of him. He then used one hand to pet the other hand and, while doing so, stroke the others hair behind his ears. After that he bent over slightly to then fasten the collar around the other's neck, attaching the leash to it afterwards.
Using the leash he now lead the other to the bed, tying it to one of the bedpost to the turn his full attention of Bou.
The blond had watched transfixed as Miya had collared Aoi, a thing he did rather rarely, and led him over. He had made sure not to raise his head, knowing it would disappoint Miya, but he also didn't try t hide his reaction to the show. When Miya now moved to stand in front of him a shiver went down his spine at the thought of what the black haired was capable of.
Miya watched in delight as a shiver went through the slim form in front of him. He liked the way the other was reacting to his mere presence. He could see that the other was already half hard just because of their little display and he knew he'd be desperate at the end of the night.
"Get onto the bed.", he ordered. he then knelt down beside the box, feeling no need to check if Bou obeyed. He rummaged through it, feeling Aoi's curious gaze on him all the time. When he had everything he needed he looked up, seeing the hunger in the raven haired eyes. There was also challenge in there, but he would deal with that later.
Patiently the blond waited for Miya to give him the next order but nonetheless he tensed a bit when he felt the bed dip under the added weight of the back haired man.
Said dark haired moved up the bed until he knelt in front of the other, setting the stuff he had brought with him down next to him. He then petted the other a little, making sure the other relaxed again. He couldn't continue if the other was all tensed up.
At the soft caress Bou purred almost inaudible because he couldn't hold back, but also wasn't sure if he was allowed to make noise.
Miya chuckled at that, pecking the others head to then move back a little.
"Move back until you can grab the headboard, Bou-hime.", he ordered, watching content when the other followed his orders instantly and without any defiance.
When he knew the other was in place he took up the first item, a piece of soft fabric, and moved to kneel beside Bou.
"Good boy.", he said and the grabbed the others wrists, using the fabric to first tie them together and then to the headboard. He made sure it was tight enough to hold the other in place, but not too tight to be removed easily if needed.
Bou didn't struggle at all, simply accepting that this was how Miya had decided to punish him. And oh what sweet punishment it was. Bou loved...needed...to be able to touch and be touched. He knew that this was what Miya would withhold from him.
But the older guitarist wasn't finished. Next he took up a gag which he then presented to Bou. He heard the other gasp at the sight and gentle his free hand petted the other, trying to sooth him a little so he wouldn't fight. Miya knew that he was being cruel, but this was meant to be real punishment, wasn't it? Not like some other times when the others provoked him or he searched for a minor reason to punish.
After a few moments the hint of defiance was gone, though, and Bou slightly leaned into the soft caress, opening his mouth obediently to let Miya put the gag into place and fasten it behind his head.
Awe filled Bou's eyes when Miya presented the last item to him. A cock-ring. Something Miya used very rarely. Even more rare than the collar. But he couldn't fight back as Miya secured it around the base of his already full erect member. And he also couldn't hold back the moan that escaped his lips as the other finally touched him.
But then Miya withdrew which earned him a whine from the younger man. But the taller just smirked, enjoying the sight in front of him.
"Just watch us, Bou-hime.", he then ordered, making his way over to the bedpost where Aoi was waiting for him.
With awe and hatred filling his gaze Aoi had watched how Miya treated their princess, leaving her completely defenseless. When the black haired man now made his way over in his direction Aoi tried to move back, being held back be the collar which now tightened around his throat almost painfully.
Miya just shook his head at that, untying the leash and holing it in a firm grip, so Aoi couldn't struggle free.
"Don't fight me, Aoi-chan.", he then said, slowly pulling the other closer.
These words angered Aoi even more. He hated being called Aoi-chan and being collared and leashed didn't really help him hold his composure. He snarled at the other, though he moved closer slowly.
Miya just shook his head, pulling Aoi closer until the elder was kneeling between his slightly spread legs. Had didn't want to do that, but the raven haired seemed to want to put up a fight today.
"Don't give me that attitude, pet.", he now said in a strict voice, looking down at the other with a seriousness that bordered on creepiness.
At that Aoi growled, fighting against the leash and while trying to bite the other somewhere. No one, not even Miya, was allowed to call him their pet, no one!
Miya just tightened his hold on the leash grabbing the other by the hair and making him look up at him.
Now Aoi went perfectly still, trying to look at everything but the others eyes. He knew he wouldn't be able to stand the disapproving and disappointed expression in the others dark eyes. He knew that again the submissive in him would take over. That small part of him who wanted nothing more than to please his master.
But Miya knew that as well, forcing the slightly older man to look him in the eyes, seeing defiance mixed with wrath there. But both crumbled under his own stern expression, shifting to an expression of defiant submission mixed with a bit of shame.
Aoi knew very well that he was in no position to be angry the younger man. He was the one, who had failed the other. He was the one who had lied to the other. So he had to take his punishment without complain, that was only right and proper.
When the black haired loosened his hold on the other's hair he was content when he saw the other bow down, lowering himself as far as the lash allowed. And Miya made sure Aoi had a lot of leeway.
Slowly Aoi lowered his head, realizing that the other would stop him until his head touched the ground. He bit his lips to prevent himself from snapping and slowly followed the others unspoken order.
"Much better.", Miya just said. Leaving the other in that position for a few moments, using the chance to spare a glance at Bou, who watched his wide eyes, panting against his gag, straining against his bonds.
"Now get up here, so we can give our princess a little how, Aoi-chan.", the dark haired ordered, tugging lightly at the leash.
Slowly Aoi rose to his knees, giving the other a questioning gaze but moving onto the bed now, following Miya as the other moved them to the middle of the large bed, stopping right in front of the other.
Something akin to terror filled Aoi's eyes when he saw his princess's desperate behavior, but there was no way he could help him. It would be best to just follow the master's orders, because the better they behaved the sooner everything would be over.
Before continuing Miya inhaled and exhaled a few times. Now the most cruel part of the punishment followed, he himself suffered, too, but there was no way he could let it show. Later, maybe, but not now, not when this was all about their punishment, not his.
Miya then took the lube he had gotten out of the box earlier, but to the others surprise he didn't open it himself. Instead he handed to to Aoi.
"Prepare yourself.", he then ordered, watching contently as Aoi opened the tube and applied some on his fingers.
The raven haired never broke eye contact, not when he applied some of the cool gel to his fingers, and not when he hand dropped down between his legs, starting to prepare himself. He gasped, when the first slick digit entered him, but he stopped his eyes from fluttering close even though it felt sinfully dirty. He could easily picture himself in his head; legs spread, collared and leashed, fucking himself with his fingers to his master's pleasure. He moaned at that image.
Bou whimpered against his gag as he took in the sight in front of him. He couldn't close his eyes or turn them away. Not even a split second. He always loved seeing his lovers like that, but not when he was in that position, unable to move, to touch, to speak, forced to do nothing but watch. It made him so hard he could have come from the sight alone, but Miya had effectively prevented him from doing so.
Said guitarist fought for any shred of control left to him. He had to hold on, he couldn't let himself go now, so as soon as Aoi went from preparing to finger fucking he ordered him to stop, tugging him closer and kissing him passionately.
Aoi didn't resist. He just moaned into the kiss, rubbing himself against the others body, hands starting to tug at the pants Miya still wore.
When the black haired ended the kiss he chuckled darkly because Aoi whined at the loss.
"Eager, aren't we?", he said, pleased by the way Aoi's face would heat up faintly.
"Turn around.", he then ordered, moving the other in the position he wanted him in. Facing Bou.
The blond's eyes were black with lust and he seemed to eat the other with his gaze, still straining against the bonds in hope of getting some contact, any contact. Even if it was a slap he would take it gratefully.
But Miya wouldn't follow the others wishes, he simply positioned himself behind Aoi, still holding the leash just firm enough that Aoi remembered it was there. As he entered the slightly taller man his eyes locked with Bou's. The message in his eyes was easy to read. This is your punishment. Make sure you'll never have to endure it yourself.
Then Miya broke the contact, concentrating solely on the firm body in front of him, enjoying the others moans and gasps as well as the shuddering whenever he hit the others prostate.
Aoi was completely lost, too, eyes fixed on the form of his young lover, so close but seemingly worlds away, body eagerly answering every hard thrust into his body. His eyes roamed across the others chest, taking in the thin layer of sweat as well as the tense muscles beneath creamy skin. When his eyes settled on the others cock he couldn't hold back a moan, a somewhat hungry gaze settling down in his eyes.
Of course Miya noticed it, because Aoi now strained against the leash, though he didn't stop to meet his every thrust. He knew what the other wanted, but he wouldn't allow it. At least not now. He sped up the movements of his hips, intent to bring Aoi to the verge of orgasm. When he finally felt the other tighten around him lightly he slowed his movements.
"Hold back.", he murmured against the other's ear. "Hold back at it'll be worth it."
Aoi grunted in disappointment, but he held back, closing his eyes to focus on breathing, slowly retreating from the edge.
"What now?", he asked, moving back against Miya, who had meanwhile stilled his movements completely. Much to Aoi's dislike.
"Now.", Miya started. "Now I want to bend over and wrap your pretty lips around the cock of our princess. I know you want to." He smirked when he said that, biting the others ear once to the move back a little, making sure to slacken his hold on the leash.
As soon as he heard the others voice he dropped down, but before he could take the other into his mouth he turned his head to look at Miya.
"May I remove it?", he asked, begging the other with his eyes.
Miya nodded and waited patiently, hands holding onto the others hips tightly now, needing something to hold on to so he could keep his self-control. As soon as the other had removed the cock-ring however he started to thrust again, setting a hard and fast rhythm which Aoi soon took up.
Bou moaned against the gag as finally the ring was removed. Aoi taking him into his mouth resounded in an even louder moan, which, too, was muffled by the gag. But the blond didn't care, letting moans and whimpers spill freely from his lips.
It didn't take long until Aoi came, unable to resist the sensation of Bou's cock down his throat while Miya thrust into him almost violently. When Miya had further started to jerk him off he had just given a last muffled sound which had been something between a moan and a scream to spill his release onto the covers beneath him to then collapse. But before he could sink down completely he felt Miya's arm slip around his waist holding him in position, reminding him that there was a task he had to finish.
It didn't take him long to fulfill it, though. Bou following suit just seconds later, almost blacking out from the intensity of his orgasm.
Seeing the blond's face contort in pleasure was all the back haired needed to fall over the edge as well, muffling his own moan against Aoi's shoulder.
When he had ridden out his orgasm Miya drew out of Aoi, making the raven haired lie down next to him as he started to undo the blond's bonds, starting with the gag to then kiss the other gently while he undid the fabric around his wrists, massaging them softly to then make the youngest of them lie down next to Aoi.
When Miya was sure the other two where comfortable he rose and made his way to the bathroom, returning a little later with a damp cloth, taking his time to gently clean his lovers up, who then refused to let him leave again, simply tugging him down to lay right between them. So he just gave up, throwing the cloth in the general direction of the bathroom to then put his arms around his lovers.
Bou now used the other shoulder as a pillow smiling up at him and yawning faintly while Aoi laid on his side, holding Miya's hand in his own, eyes half closed as well.
Miya just smiled, placing a kiss on Bou's forehead while he placed his free hand on the others naked hips. Then he turned his head a little to give Aoi a kiss, closing his eyes afterwards.
Neither man cared that they laid on top of the covers, being sure that they would keep each other warm until the morning.
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Yes, I couldn't resist the temptation to throw in ice-cream with strawberries...they're pure sex *__*
And again I found out that this strange foot/inch thing sucks.
I mean barely an inch is a fucking lot more that barely a centimeter. (1 inch = 2.54 cm)
But only one foot away is much closer that only one meter away. (1 foot = 0.348 m)
That's absolutely not fair
*pout*
OMG, what a monster.
It's nearly 7 pages in office x.X
but I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing.
Especially iris-sama. I hope it turned out the way you like it.