「90 Minutes」《Chapter 6》
Title: 90 Minutes
Pairing: Ohno Satoshi/Ninomiya Kazunari
Genre: angst, drama, smut, romance
Length: chaptered
Word Count: 3,302 words
Rating: NC-17
WARNING: BDSM hints
He sighed deeply, coughed a bit and raised his head. He only looked at a pillow and a mattress because he had slept on his stomach due to his back. His eyes continued until the end of the pillow to find a sleepy man. Ohno was resting there, with his eyes closed, his mouth a bit opened, one of his hands over his head and another on his belly. Both were covered by soft sheets and he realized that they were naked too. Kazunari placed his cheek on the pillow again while looking at Satoshi. Now, he could think coldly about everything and he was amazed by himself.
He had lost his virginity with the man who used him as a slut, who had punched him severely, who had done that because he was angry. There was not love between them. The situation only was stressful and hot. He could not control himself and let Ohno continue. But indeed, he was who had asked for a second time, who had allowed it, who had enjoyed it more than he would like. If now he was free, it was because he had searched that with Satoshi. And he was not regretting it either, what was more, he approached Satoshi to raise his arm on his belly and place it on his waist when Ninomiya cuddled up on his chest. Suddenly, he heard how Satoshi took a big breath to move a bit and hug him tightly. He was embarrassed, but he stayed on top of him, seeming asleep.
“I wish I had you...” he muttered while his hand rubbed his hair slowly. Kazunari stopped breathing and gulped nervously. Needing to move, he stretched his body over him and opened his eyes. He was tired so it was easy to seem sleepy. He raised his head to find Ohno's gaze on him. Ninomiya was still shocked about what he had just heard and he had to seem normal, so he approached him to caress his jaw and kiss his lips slightly. He was being prudent just in case Ohno was in a bad mood again. However, against all odds, Satoshi rolled on the bed to be on top and started to kiss his torso sweetly. He arched a bit his back, still feeling his skin burning and Satoshi noticed it. “I’m still sorry about that...” he muttered when they two sat on the bed. The sheets were removed and they were showing their naked bodies once more. He did not care about his, but his eyes glanced at Satoshi's.
“Don’t worry... It will heal soon” he smiled fleetingly. Satoshi nodded gloomily and stood up to dress. Ninomiya took a look at the clock and it was on 00:00. The time had ended, he did not know when, but they had spent more time than the ninety minutes. Maybe only an hour and a half was not enough for them... Without thinking, when Satoshi sat down again to tie up his shoes, Kazunari hugged him by behind. His nose played with his lobe and at the end, their mouths found each other. His hands were slipped into his shirt to touch his torso. Satoshi turned around to continue kissing while lying down on the bed.
“Do you want another round...?” his sir asked playfully and Kazunari smiled. He would love it again, but he was tired and his butt hurt. Also, he wanted to talk to Masaki as soon as possible. He needed to confess someone that he was not virgin already.
“Other day... My body hurts too much” he giggled a bit, but he saw how Ohno's expression changed drastically. He frowned while caressing his cheek. “Stop worrying about it” he spoke.
Satoshi sighed and Kazunari sat beside him. “I can't” he replied briefly. Ninomiya took some clothes and returned by his side.
“You're used to punch your servants, why are you feeling bad for me?” Kazunari turned around, serious expression, straight gaze. Satoshi bit his lower lip looking dubious.
“Shut up, okay?” he stood up to walk a bit.
“Why? You should feel bad for everyone” Ninomiya saw it unfair. He stood up ready to fight again. He was going to fight the needed times until making him understand.
“And who says I don't feel bad for them?!” he shouted at Ninomiya and the latter frowned. He gulped thinking that maybe he had talked more than he must have to. “Why do you have to ruin the good moments? I don't get why you can't shut up...” he sighed defeated and Kazunari approached.
“I just” he started, but thought about it twice. “I don't want to shut up. That would be like accepting your opinion and I don't share it at all” Ninomiya spoke straight and determined. Satoshi leaned on the wall thoughtfully. His crossed arms showed how exposed he felt in front of Kazunari.
“I'd love to see that face of yours in the bed” suddenly, he said that and Ninomiya widened his eyes flushed. What did he mean? Satoshi smiled and lowered his head. “Go to work, we spent more time than the allowed here” Ohno ordered. The servant giggled bitterly.
“I thought that my work had finished here...” he took his shoes to walk out of that room, but he felt a body embracing him on the threshold.
“Someday I will fuck your mouth to shut you up” Satoshi whispered beside his ear and Kazunari felt the chance here. He turned around, licked his own lips and left a soft peck on his.
“Other day” he smirked provocatively and left the room while listening to a long sigh. What was that? That was so funny and easy. And he wanted more. He felt so powerful controlling Satoshi like that. It was new and exciting; something inside of him asked for returning and starting the third round with him, but he needed to talk with Masaki. Ninomiya searched for him in the bedroom, but nothing. Then he got out of the house to take a look on the garden. As always, Masaki was there taking care of the plants. He approached quickly and his friend widened his eyes.
“Nino! I thought he had killed you!” he exclaimed exaggerating and Kazunari laughed, but a doubt came to his mind.
“How much time did I stay there?” he asked. The clock had finished when they got up, so it could be a few minutes more or even hours.
“Around two hours and a half” Masaki answered. Kazunari sighed surprised and he took his hand.
“Can I count on you?” the younger servant wanted to be sure and Aiba nodded. Then, both started to walk, guided by Ninomiya, to a far away room. It was the bathroom of the last floor, which was not used because the floor was only for Satoshi. They must not be there, but Kazunari did not care. It was a blue toilet, with a little window illuminating the white furniture, which was placed on the left, and a big bath at the right.
“Why are we here? I don't want to be punched-“
“Shut up and listen to me” Ninomiya stopped him from being a paranoid.
“Nino... What did you do?” suddenly, Aiba asked him. Kazunari took a deep breath and started to tell everything. Details included. He showed him the red marks all over his body, not only about the belt on his back or thigh, but all those ones on his torso and neck. Masaki listened to him carefully while healing his back. Ninomiya tried not to sound satisfied by what had happened, but his voice was soft and happy. It was impossible not to show his own emotions. At the end, he turned around to look at Masaki worried.
“Do you think Ohno is not the one?” Kazunari asked and Aiba lowered his eyes. That hurt him more than Satoshi's hits.
“Do you really think that our sir wants more with you after having punched you like this?” he had a point. “Don’t forget that there is a possibility that he had only used you...” he spoke lowly. Kazunari wanted to cry so badly, his emotions were breaking him. He was suffering more than he could handle.
“He apologized several times... We seemed a couple on that bed...” he tried not to believe that option; the tears had started to fall already.
“Indeed, that's weird. Nobody used the bed or kissed our sir less you. But you're so cute, maybe he is only surpassing the limits just for his own pleasure” Masaki continued downplaying Satoshi's actions.
“When we were in the bed, I woke up and I hugged him...” Masaki was going to say something, but Ninomiya stopped him. “I faked to be asleep and he hugged me back and said I wish I had you...” he confessed remembering his words over and over again in his mind. If those words were true... He would die of happiness. Then, his friend frowned deeply and showed his surprise. “And when we were arguing again, he said I'd love to see that face of yours in the bed” he continued giving him reasons to think that maybe Ohno felt something about him.
“Do you know what that means?” Aiba widened his eyes. Kazunari shook his head. “He wants you to take over on the bed” Masaki leaned on the wall shocked.
“What are you saying...? That's more than impossible” Kazunari refused that idea because it was stupid. A man, who loved to fuck people, being fucked by someone like him? That should be a joke. Then, he remembered that his butt needed to be healed too and he sighed deeply. “Aiba, can you heal this too?” he turned around to show his buttocks completely flushed.
“But what the fuck has he done to you?” he spat disturbed. “Also nice butt” he laughed healing that too.
“Do it in silence and quickly!” he laughed as well totally embarrassed. Aiba applied the ointment with his both hands so he would end sooner, but suddenly, they heard how the door was opened. Kazunari turned around his face to find Satoshi frowning. Aiba set himself aside swiftly and looking down while Kazunari placed his boxers correctly and took his trousers, which were on the floor.
“Now that you aren't virgin, will you become a slut to be fucked by everyone?” Ohno spoke huskily. That was incredible. Why did he always have to misunderstand everything? Kazunari clicked his tongue. He was really disturbed by that comment.
“I'm sorry, I'm not like you who needs to fuck everything that moves” he returned an aggressive answer and Satoshi frowned deeply, his anger growing faster.
“What did you say?!” he shouted and walked to Kazunari to corner him against the wall, his face touching the cold tiles. Abruptly, he felt a hard slap on his butt. Once more no...
“I’m not a dog to train! I won't change no matter how many times you hit me!” Kazunari shouted, fed up with that, with him. Also, Masaki was there, looking that, and he could not feel more embarrassed. He needed him to go away, just in case Satoshi wanted to reach the furthest step.
“You have to!” Satoshi was beside himself and he needed to warn his friend.
“Aiba, get out of here, please...” he spoke while feeling Ohno's grips around his hips. Then, his crotch rubbed a bit his buttocks and he knew he had done the right thing. But he did not hear the door. Masaki was still there. “Aiba, please!” he shouted, maybe like that he would react because Satoshi had lowered his boxers already. He did not want to be fucked in front of anyone. His leg was raised and the tip started to come inside. It hurt more than the last time, much more. “Ohno, stop... This is not...” he moaned when it got in completely. That sensation... The completeness again. His neck was suffering because of his mouth once more and Kazunari fell in his trap when his hips moved. That sweet pleasure inside of him. Why did he need it so much?
“He's mine” suddenly, Satoshi spoke that and Kazunari could fix everything. He was jealous. He did not want to punch him, but to show Masaki who Kazunari belonged to. And that really pissed him off. After that, he heard the door so he could act properly. He started to move hastily to break the contact and turn around.
“What the fuck is this?!” he shouted at Satoshi. His eyes showed frustration. “How dare you?! He was only healing the wounds an asshole did on my butt!” he could not stop shouting. He had been fucked in front of his friend. He felt a completely toy, who was used in front of public. Then, feeling miserable, he caught his shirt to corner him against the wall. “I’m not yours! I will never be yours!” his anger was bigger than Satoshi's. He looked straight at his eyes to know what he was thinking, and he found a sad, watery gaze.
“Kazunari-“
“Ninomiya, please” he clarified cutting his words off.
“I'm your sir, you can't treat me like this” Ohno spoke, but his voice was shaken. Ninomiya calmed a bit because he was seeing him weirdly. He dropped his clothes and did a step backwards.
“First, do you really think you are my sir? And second, you're lucky I didn’t slap your face” he answered with a deep voice. Satoshi remained in silence and lowered his head. Ninomiya was feeling bad about what he had said. Maybe he had really hurt him. Sighing a bit, he caressed his face slightly, raising it by his chin.
“Never talk to me like that again, okay?” Satoshi said abruptly, his voice broken. Kazunari followed a tear crossing his cheek and that new side of his appeared again. His mouth approached him to kiss it and dry it. He was only worrying about him now.
“Then, respect me a bit. I'm not a toy or a dog. You can't use me or train me. I'm like this and I won't change because you don't like to hear the truth” Ninomiya explained with a softer voice. Satoshi shook his head and refused his touches. Kazunari looked away, his heart was pounding in the despair of knowing that he had messed everything up with his words. But the most shocking fact was that Ohno was crying in front of him. What was happening to him?
“An hour ago, everything was perfect, why did it end like this?” Satoshi raised his gaze and approached him. Kazunari stopped him with his hands on his torso.
“Because I’m here just to work and I can’t even do that” he turned around not to cry while saying that. It was so painful to admit. The man he loved... would never be his.
“Kazunari, please...” he felt two arms hugging him by behind. That was like a torture, worse than those hits with the belt. He would prefer to be punched thousands of times instead of realizing how much he was in love with Ohno. It was like he was ripping his heart out of his chest and he felt empty and lifeless. “You're one of the best things of this house... It's just that...”
“We crash too much...” he whispered. Satoshi kissed his neck softly.
“Just give me time...” Ohno said and Kazunari frowned.
“For what?” he turned around to look at him. His hand could not avoid to touch his wet cheek. Why was he feeling that they both were suffering like never? Why did his gaze look so lost?
“Just trust me...” he ended the chat and kissed his lips sweetly. What did he mean? He wanted to know and he grabbed his shirt when Ohno broke the kiss.
“Okay, but tell me one thing. Do you really think that Masaki would cheated on his boyfriend when he's selling even his body just to save him?” he asked straight and possibly breaking the good moment which was created. Satoshi looked away.
“I can't see you with other men” he confessed and Kazunari confirmed how jealous he was. He sighed shaking his head, caught his trousers from the floor and dressed up with them. Meanwhile, a thought crossed his mind. If he was jealous, that would only mean one thing...
“Ohno, do you like me?” he asked. He needed to know the answer as breathing oxygen. Their gazes collided and Satoshi widened his eyes. He was waiting for a reply, but Ohno was speechless. He curved his lips into a bittersweet smile and turned around to walk away. There was no answer and he crossed the hallway while drying a few tears. Of course, he was not. A man like Ohno could love nobody. It was impossible and he should stop dreaming about fairy tales. He was too old to do that and also, it would only hurt him more.
He reached the bedroom and there Masaki was talking with Sho and Yamada. He approached and the two friends looked at each other. “Can we talk?” he sounded afraid of which his answer would be, but Aiba nodded. They went outside and he took a deep breath. “I’m so sorry about that...” he apologized for that scene in the bathroom. However, Masaki stopped him.
“Who has to apologize is me. I'm so sorry for having stayed there. But I wanted to see our sir with you to discover how much he had changed” he said with a smile and Kazunari frowned. What was that? “I can know how you felt, but it was needed. If he had not been jealous, he would not have cared about me and closed the door. But even knowing my situation, he needed to show me that you are his property. Now I really know you're not a cute face or a nice butt for him. He really feels something strong for you” he explained slowly. Kazunari was amazed. Indeed, he was disturbed with him for having done that, but on the other hand he was so right that his heart was clenched.
“But Aiba...” he was confused and overwhelmed.
“You like him, right?” he smiled and looked at Ninomiya. The latter gulped. It was now or never, he needed to erase that knot on his stomach, which did not allow him to eat sometimes.
He stopped on the middle of the path. “I love him with all my might...” he confessed and all his pain got out as transparent tears. Masaki approached to hug him and rubbed his hair.
“It’s fine... We don't choose who to love” Masaki whispered to calm him, but he could not stop. It had been two horrible months and he needed a shoulder to cry on.
“Love sucks, Aiba... Too much” he sobbed.
“I know...”
Kazunari realized how he would love that, instead of Masaki, Ohno was the one who was hugging him. And he prayed, he begged for having him someday in his arms, being able to say what he felt and being answered back with a smile. Because he loved how Ohno smiled at him sometimes. How his eyes shone when they met his. How save he felt on his arms. But in the end, he was being protected by someone who had no one that would protect him and Kazunari could assure that he would be always by his side, that there would not be a day when they would not have each other. Because Satoshi had become his first love, Satoshi was the main obstacle to gain the money he needed, but at the same time the only reason why he was still in that house. And he wondered if he could leave it someday.
//Hello, short chapters~ This is boring and short lol, but well I promise the next will be hardcore... Right now I'm so tired to think something ingenious here (lol) but I hope you liked it and you will continue supporting this fic. I really work hard on it~
Pairing: Ohno Satoshi/Ninomiya Kazunari
Genre: angst, drama, smut, romance
Length: chaptered
Word Count: 3,302 words
Rating: NC-17
WARNING: BDSM hints
He sighed deeply, coughed a bit and raised his head. He only looked at a pillow and a mattress because he had slept on his stomach due to his back. His eyes continued until the end of the pillow to find a sleepy man. Ohno was resting there, with his eyes closed, his mouth a bit opened, one of his hands over his head and another on his belly. Both were covered by soft sheets and he realized that they were naked too. Kazunari placed his cheek on the pillow again while looking at Satoshi. Now, he could think coldly about everything and he was amazed by himself.
He had lost his virginity with the man who used him as a slut, who had punched him severely, who had done that because he was angry. There was not love between them. The situation only was stressful and hot. He could not control himself and let Ohno continue. But indeed, he was who had asked for a second time, who had allowed it, who had enjoyed it more than he would like. If now he was free, it was because he had searched that with Satoshi. And he was not regretting it either, what was more, he approached Satoshi to raise his arm on his belly and place it on his waist when Ninomiya cuddled up on his chest. Suddenly, he heard how Satoshi took a big breath to move a bit and hug him tightly. He was embarrassed, but he stayed on top of him, seeming asleep.
“I wish I had you...” he muttered while his hand rubbed his hair slowly. Kazunari stopped breathing and gulped nervously. Needing to move, he stretched his body over him and opened his eyes. He was tired so it was easy to seem sleepy. He raised his head to find Ohno's gaze on him. Ninomiya was still shocked about what he had just heard and he had to seem normal, so he approached him to caress his jaw and kiss his lips slightly. He was being prudent just in case Ohno was in a bad mood again. However, against all odds, Satoshi rolled on the bed to be on top and started to kiss his torso sweetly. He arched a bit his back, still feeling his skin burning and Satoshi noticed it. “I’m still sorry about that...” he muttered when they two sat on the bed. The sheets were removed and they were showing their naked bodies once more. He did not care about his, but his eyes glanced at Satoshi's.
“Don’t worry... It will heal soon” he smiled fleetingly. Satoshi nodded gloomily and stood up to dress. Ninomiya took a look at the clock and it was on 00:00. The time had ended, he did not know when, but they had spent more time than the ninety minutes. Maybe only an hour and a half was not enough for them... Without thinking, when Satoshi sat down again to tie up his shoes, Kazunari hugged him by behind. His nose played with his lobe and at the end, their mouths found each other. His hands were slipped into his shirt to touch his torso. Satoshi turned around to continue kissing while lying down on the bed.
“Do you want another round...?” his sir asked playfully and Kazunari smiled. He would love it again, but he was tired and his butt hurt. Also, he wanted to talk to Masaki as soon as possible. He needed to confess someone that he was not virgin already.
“Other day... My body hurts too much” he giggled a bit, but he saw how Ohno's expression changed drastically. He frowned while caressing his cheek. “Stop worrying about it” he spoke.
Satoshi sighed and Kazunari sat beside him. “I can't” he replied briefly. Ninomiya took some clothes and returned by his side.
“You're used to punch your servants, why are you feeling bad for me?” Kazunari turned around, serious expression, straight gaze. Satoshi bit his lower lip looking dubious.
“Shut up, okay?” he stood up to walk a bit.
“Why? You should feel bad for everyone” Ninomiya saw it unfair. He stood up ready to fight again. He was going to fight the needed times until making him understand.
“And who says I don't feel bad for them?!” he shouted at Ninomiya and the latter frowned. He gulped thinking that maybe he had talked more than he must have to. “Why do you have to ruin the good moments? I don't get why you can't shut up...” he sighed defeated and Kazunari approached.
“I just” he started, but thought about it twice. “I don't want to shut up. That would be like accepting your opinion and I don't share it at all” Ninomiya spoke straight and determined. Satoshi leaned on the wall thoughtfully. His crossed arms showed how exposed he felt in front of Kazunari.
“I'd love to see that face of yours in the bed” suddenly, he said that and Ninomiya widened his eyes flushed. What did he mean? Satoshi smiled and lowered his head. “Go to work, we spent more time than the allowed here” Ohno ordered. The servant giggled bitterly.
“I thought that my work had finished here...” he took his shoes to walk out of that room, but he felt a body embracing him on the threshold.
“Someday I will fuck your mouth to shut you up” Satoshi whispered beside his ear and Kazunari felt the chance here. He turned around, licked his own lips and left a soft peck on his.
“Other day” he smirked provocatively and left the room while listening to a long sigh. What was that? That was so funny and easy. And he wanted more. He felt so powerful controlling Satoshi like that. It was new and exciting; something inside of him asked for returning and starting the third round with him, but he needed to talk with Masaki. Ninomiya searched for him in the bedroom, but nothing. Then he got out of the house to take a look on the garden. As always, Masaki was there taking care of the plants. He approached quickly and his friend widened his eyes.
“Nino! I thought he had killed you!” he exclaimed exaggerating and Kazunari laughed, but a doubt came to his mind.
“How much time did I stay there?” he asked. The clock had finished when they got up, so it could be a few minutes more or even hours.
“Around two hours and a half” Masaki answered. Kazunari sighed surprised and he took his hand.
“Can I count on you?” the younger servant wanted to be sure and Aiba nodded. Then, both started to walk, guided by Ninomiya, to a far away room. It was the bathroom of the last floor, which was not used because the floor was only for Satoshi. They must not be there, but Kazunari did not care. It was a blue toilet, with a little window illuminating the white furniture, which was placed on the left, and a big bath at the right.
“Why are we here? I don't want to be punched-“
“Shut up and listen to me” Ninomiya stopped him from being a paranoid.
“Nino... What did you do?” suddenly, Aiba asked him. Kazunari took a deep breath and started to tell everything. Details included. He showed him the red marks all over his body, not only about the belt on his back or thigh, but all those ones on his torso and neck. Masaki listened to him carefully while healing his back. Ninomiya tried not to sound satisfied by what had happened, but his voice was soft and happy. It was impossible not to show his own emotions. At the end, he turned around to look at Masaki worried.
“Do you think Ohno is not the one?” Kazunari asked and Aiba lowered his eyes. That hurt him more than Satoshi's hits.
“Do you really think that our sir wants more with you after having punched you like this?” he had a point. “Don’t forget that there is a possibility that he had only used you...” he spoke lowly. Kazunari wanted to cry so badly, his emotions were breaking him. He was suffering more than he could handle.
“He apologized several times... We seemed a couple on that bed...” he tried not to believe that option; the tears had started to fall already.
“Indeed, that's weird. Nobody used the bed or kissed our sir less you. But you're so cute, maybe he is only surpassing the limits just for his own pleasure” Masaki continued downplaying Satoshi's actions.
“When we were in the bed, I woke up and I hugged him...” Masaki was going to say something, but Ninomiya stopped him. “I faked to be asleep and he hugged me back and said I wish I had you...” he confessed remembering his words over and over again in his mind. If those words were true... He would die of happiness. Then, his friend frowned deeply and showed his surprise. “And when we were arguing again, he said I'd love to see that face of yours in the bed” he continued giving him reasons to think that maybe Ohno felt something about him.
“Do you know what that means?” Aiba widened his eyes. Kazunari shook his head. “He wants you to take over on the bed” Masaki leaned on the wall shocked.
“What are you saying...? That's more than impossible” Kazunari refused that idea because it was stupid. A man, who loved to fuck people, being fucked by someone like him? That should be a joke. Then, he remembered that his butt needed to be healed too and he sighed deeply. “Aiba, can you heal this too?” he turned around to show his buttocks completely flushed.
“But what the fuck has he done to you?” he spat disturbed. “Also nice butt” he laughed healing that too.
“Do it in silence and quickly!” he laughed as well totally embarrassed. Aiba applied the ointment with his both hands so he would end sooner, but suddenly, they heard how the door was opened. Kazunari turned around his face to find Satoshi frowning. Aiba set himself aside swiftly and looking down while Kazunari placed his boxers correctly and took his trousers, which were on the floor.
“Now that you aren't virgin, will you become a slut to be fucked by everyone?” Ohno spoke huskily. That was incredible. Why did he always have to misunderstand everything? Kazunari clicked his tongue. He was really disturbed by that comment.
“I'm sorry, I'm not like you who needs to fuck everything that moves” he returned an aggressive answer and Satoshi frowned deeply, his anger growing faster.
“What did you say?!” he shouted and walked to Kazunari to corner him against the wall, his face touching the cold tiles. Abruptly, he felt a hard slap on his butt. Once more no...
“I’m not a dog to train! I won't change no matter how many times you hit me!” Kazunari shouted, fed up with that, with him. Also, Masaki was there, looking that, and he could not feel more embarrassed. He needed him to go away, just in case Satoshi wanted to reach the furthest step.
“You have to!” Satoshi was beside himself and he needed to warn his friend.
“Aiba, get out of here, please...” he spoke while feeling Ohno's grips around his hips. Then, his crotch rubbed a bit his buttocks and he knew he had done the right thing. But he did not hear the door. Masaki was still there. “Aiba, please!” he shouted, maybe like that he would react because Satoshi had lowered his boxers already. He did not want to be fucked in front of anyone. His leg was raised and the tip started to come inside. It hurt more than the last time, much more. “Ohno, stop... This is not...” he moaned when it got in completely. That sensation... The completeness again. His neck was suffering because of his mouth once more and Kazunari fell in his trap when his hips moved. That sweet pleasure inside of him. Why did he need it so much?
“He's mine” suddenly, Satoshi spoke that and Kazunari could fix everything. He was jealous. He did not want to punch him, but to show Masaki who Kazunari belonged to. And that really pissed him off. After that, he heard the door so he could act properly. He started to move hastily to break the contact and turn around.
“What the fuck is this?!” he shouted at Satoshi. His eyes showed frustration. “How dare you?! He was only healing the wounds an asshole did on my butt!” he could not stop shouting. He had been fucked in front of his friend. He felt a completely toy, who was used in front of public. Then, feeling miserable, he caught his shirt to corner him against the wall. “I’m not yours! I will never be yours!” his anger was bigger than Satoshi's. He looked straight at his eyes to know what he was thinking, and he found a sad, watery gaze.
“Kazunari-“
“Ninomiya, please” he clarified cutting his words off.
“I'm your sir, you can't treat me like this” Ohno spoke, but his voice was shaken. Ninomiya calmed a bit because he was seeing him weirdly. He dropped his clothes and did a step backwards.
“First, do you really think you are my sir? And second, you're lucky I didn’t slap your face” he answered with a deep voice. Satoshi remained in silence and lowered his head. Ninomiya was feeling bad about what he had said. Maybe he had really hurt him. Sighing a bit, he caressed his face slightly, raising it by his chin.
“Never talk to me like that again, okay?” Satoshi said abruptly, his voice broken. Kazunari followed a tear crossing his cheek and that new side of his appeared again. His mouth approached him to kiss it and dry it. He was only worrying about him now.
“Then, respect me a bit. I'm not a toy or a dog. You can't use me or train me. I'm like this and I won't change because you don't like to hear the truth” Ninomiya explained with a softer voice. Satoshi shook his head and refused his touches. Kazunari looked away, his heart was pounding in the despair of knowing that he had messed everything up with his words. But the most shocking fact was that Ohno was crying in front of him. What was happening to him?
“An hour ago, everything was perfect, why did it end like this?” Satoshi raised his gaze and approached him. Kazunari stopped him with his hands on his torso.
“Because I’m here just to work and I can’t even do that” he turned around not to cry while saying that. It was so painful to admit. The man he loved... would never be his.
“Kazunari, please...” he felt two arms hugging him by behind. That was like a torture, worse than those hits with the belt. He would prefer to be punched thousands of times instead of realizing how much he was in love with Ohno. It was like he was ripping his heart out of his chest and he felt empty and lifeless. “You're one of the best things of this house... It's just that...”
“We crash too much...” he whispered. Satoshi kissed his neck softly.
“Just give me time...” Ohno said and Kazunari frowned.
“For what?” he turned around to look at him. His hand could not avoid to touch his wet cheek. Why was he feeling that they both were suffering like never? Why did his gaze look so lost?
“Just trust me...” he ended the chat and kissed his lips sweetly. What did he mean? He wanted to know and he grabbed his shirt when Ohno broke the kiss.
“Okay, but tell me one thing. Do you really think that Masaki would cheated on his boyfriend when he's selling even his body just to save him?” he asked straight and possibly breaking the good moment which was created. Satoshi looked away.
“I can't see you with other men” he confessed and Kazunari confirmed how jealous he was. He sighed shaking his head, caught his trousers from the floor and dressed up with them. Meanwhile, a thought crossed his mind. If he was jealous, that would only mean one thing...
“Ohno, do you like me?” he asked. He needed to know the answer as breathing oxygen. Their gazes collided and Satoshi widened his eyes. He was waiting for a reply, but Ohno was speechless. He curved his lips into a bittersweet smile and turned around to walk away. There was no answer and he crossed the hallway while drying a few tears. Of course, he was not. A man like Ohno could love nobody. It was impossible and he should stop dreaming about fairy tales. He was too old to do that and also, it would only hurt him more.
He reached the bedroom and there Masaki was talking with Sho and Yamada. He approached and the two friends looked at each other. “Can we talk?” he sounded afraid of which his answer would be, but Aiba nodded. They went outside and he took a deep breath. “I’m so sorry about that...” he apologized for that scene in the bathroom. However, Masaki stopped him.
“Who has to apologize is me. I'm so sorry for having stayed there. But I wanted to see our sir with you to discover how much he had changed” he said with a smile and Kazunari frowned. What was that? “I can know how you felt, but it was needed. If he had not been jealous, he would not have cared about me and closed the door. But even knowing my situation, he needed to show me that you are his property. Now I really know you're not a cute face or a nice butt for him. He really feels something strong for you” he explained slowly. Kazunari was amazed. Indeed, he was disturbed with him for having done that, but on the other hand he was so right that his heart was clenched.
“But Aiba...” he was confused and overwhelmed.
“You like him, right?” he smiled and looked at Ninomiya. The latter gulped. It was now or never, he needed to erase that knot on his stomach, which did not allow him to eat sometimes.
He stopped on the middle of the path. “I love him with all my might...” he confessed and all his pain got out as transparent tears. Masaki approached to hug him and rubbed his hair.
“It’s fine... We don't choose who to love” Masaki whispered to calm him, but he could not stop. It had been two horrible months and he needed a shoulder to cry on.
“Love sucks, Aiba... Too much” he sobbed.
“I know...”
Kazunari realized how he would love that, instead of Masaki, Ohno was the one who was hugging him. And he prayed, he begged for having him someday in his arms, being able to say what he felt and being answered back with a smile. Because he loved how Ohno smiled at him sometimes. How his eyes shone when they met his. How save he felt on his arms. But in the end, he was being protected by someone who had no one that would protect him and Kazunari could assure that he would be always by his side, that there would not be a day when they would not have each other. Because Satoshi had become his first love, Satoshi was the main obstacle to gain the money he needed, but at the same time the only reason why he was still in that house. And he wondered if he could leave it someday.
//Hello, short chapters~ This is boring and short lol, but well I promise the next will be hardcore... Right now I'm so tired to think something ingenious here (lol) but I hope you liked it and you will continue supporting this fic. I really work hard on it~