it's a hard knock life or something
So, once upon a time I had a conversation with je_levy regarding NTT as gangsters. Probably they'd either be brilliant at it, or completely awful, I'm not sure. Then maybe some deliciously stern-faced magazine scans of Nakamaru happened, and maybe some more conversation with Levy.
Without further ado, have some NTT as some sort of gangsters. That part really isn't the important thing happening here anyway.
Regulation (or, A True OG)
Nakamaru Yuichi/Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
NC-17-- it always ends up this way with NTT
I'm pretty sure none of these things have ever happened, or ever will.
The next time Koki and Junno stumbled into their hideout, hours after they’d confirmed that they’d finished their latest rounds of thuggery, Nakamaru was waiting at his desk, hands clasped under his chin. He cleared his throat to grab their attention, since they were more interested in giggling at each other, arms around each others’ shoulders and completely oblivious to his presence, and watched them stagger on to where their rooms were.
Maru had had enough, having to endure the silliness that inevitably occured any time he asked Koki or Junnosuke to do anything. Why was it so hard for them to get their assignments taken care of? He huffed out a breath, burying his face in his hands for a few frustrated minutes, then calmly recollected his thoughts as he poured himself a drink from the whiskey stash locked in his desk drawer. Next time it happened, he’d show them who was in charge in a way that might the pair might actually heed.
*
Honestly, Maru was sure that the pair of them wouldn’t understand the concept of serious, even if it were to appear in front of them, drop trou, and shake its junk around.
The next time Koki and Junno finally wandered back to their hideout, Maru was standing by the door and waiting, ready to drag them by the ties if he needed to. He thought that maybe that would get their attention on his annoyance and off of their mutual glee, regardless of what it was caused by.
Arms crossed, murderous glare firmly in place, Maru waited in the shadows of the entryway. Koki and Junno finally wandered in, hunched over in laughter for some unfathomable reason; Maru could never tell what was so funny to them all of the time. Sometimes he suspected that they spent some of their earnings on huffing airplane glue, or something equally juvenile.
His hands flew out as they passed, one scrabbling at and grabbing Koki’s tie, and the other hand twisting around in the lapel of Junno’s coat. They both fell silent, mouths open in shock when they realized that the person who had ambushed them was Maru.
“If you two know what’s good for you, you will both keep your mouths shut until further notice. Nod once if you understand me.” Maru’s voice was uncharacteristically dark, orders given in a whisper as he re-situated his grip on Koki’s tie, wrapping the end around his fist. Junno’s shirt got the same treatment, and Maru bodily hauled them through the hallways to his room.
Once Maru had kicked his door open and dragged the two of them to the middle of the room, he let go and turned to look them both square in the eyes. “Koki, Junnosuke, I’d like to take a few moments to let you know that I appreciate the fact that all of the jobs I’ve assigned you have gone well, and I hope that this continues in the future. However, I’m going to need you two to stop fooling around after assignments, and come back to base promptly. Have you ever considered the possibility that you could get caught?”
Koki and Junno glanced at each other, then down at their feet. Koki ventured a weak, “No, Yucchi. We never thought about that.”
Eyes blazing, Maru rounded on Junno. “Do you have anything to add, Junnosuke?”
“We’re sorry, Yuichi. We won’t be so reckless in the future.” Junno kept his gaze locked firmly on his wingtips.
“Damn right you two won’t be so reckless. Next time you two are out, whether you’re working the same job or not, I want you to be back here promptly. Otherwise, there will be consequences.” Maru had been gesticulating wildly as he spoke, and punctuated his ultimatum by poking Koki firmly in the middle of his chest, ignoring the pitiful ouch that slipped out.
“Now, get out of here, and remember that this is your only warning.” Maru turned his back to them, flinging a hand up in dismissal.
*
Of course, it wasn’t as long of a stretch of seriousness as Maru could hope for. Not even a week after his first, only, and final warning, he was left waiting up at his desk, fuming. He was sure that if he could set things on fire with the power of his mind, his desk would have long since turned to ash.
He was still scowling as he heard the door open, so quietly that he wouldn’t have noticed had he not been up, trying to balance the books. All he was really accomplishing anyway was raising his blood pressure.
Maru sighed, slumping forward onto the ledger. They were never going to learn. He was going to be driven mad by his ridiculous partners-in-crime. He just couldn’t win.
*
Maru figured he’d let Koki and Junno think they’d succeeded in breaking his rule. He needed time to come up with something terrible as a deterrent, anyway.
*
It wasn’t so hard to come up with his punishment for Junno; he’d have to be blind to not know that everything around him had to be just so, and preferably clean. It was juvenile, but Maru decided to start by rearranging his things while he was out. His... revenge, as it were, would be subtle. If that didn’t work, he could always shut the water off and then “accidentally” trip Junno up into a mud puddle, or maybe a heap of rubbish when they were out on the town. Hell, he might do it anyway, because it would be kind of funny.
Koki, however, was proving to be tougher to crack. He was by no means a slob, but he could deal with a little untidyness and dirt. Maru was really only sure that the only thing that Koki couldn’t go without was touching himself; he’d lost track of how many times he’d been about to knock on Koki’s door, only to turn away at the last second because of dubious noises, usually accompanied by cheesy porno music. Maru would just have to suck it up and come up with a way to keep Koki from his daily orgasm. And well, it might take several sessions to hammer his lesson home. Maybe Maru could get Junno to help him, once he’d cured him of his rule-breaking.
*
Maru began implementing his behaviour modification program for Junno the next time he was out; keeping it a secret from Koki was no problem, since he’d just made up some excuse about being tired and needing a nap. It was barely noon, and Maru knew for a fact that one didn’t moan consistently during a nap, or really every time that one lay down for any reason. He rolled his eyes as he slipped into Junno’s room, quietly shutting the door behind himself.
He opened the closet and took in the sight of every pair of shoes neatly lined up beneath the shirts and pants and jackets organized by color and sleeve length. Maru laughed soundlessly; this would be too easy. All he’d have to do would be take everything out of the closet and shove it back in all jumbled up. Then his work would be done.
It only took a few short minutes to accomplish his task. Maru shut the closet door, glanced at the spotlessness of the rest of the room, and hoped that this would be enough to get Junno to get back to base promptly. Maru sauntered past Koki’s shut door, the noises of his “nap” seeming to be winding down. Soon, Maru would teach him his lesson, so soon. Maybe this afternoon he could actually get the books balanced, or maybe relax with a drink. It was quite relieving to know that soon he’d be able to get things accomplished without worrying about Koki and Junno wandering around getting up to who knew what after every assignment.
*
It was with great pleasure that Maru trailed Junno back to their rooms. It was only a matter of time before he heard the cries of anguish. He’d been practicing his innocent look, though he figured it would be obvious who’d re-arranged Junno’s room.
Not two minutes after Junno had gone into his room, the screaming started. Maru let it go on for a few minutes, then casually knocked on the door, ready to concernedly inquire what was the matter. It sounded like this would be the only time he’d have to correct Junno’s behaviour.
Maru took a breath, then knocked on the door. It was strangely silent; maybe Maru should just go ahead and let himself in. Cautiously, he opened the door, softly calling Junno’s name. “Junno, I’m coming in. Are you alright?”
Maru was dumbfounded at the sight that greeted him. Junno was sitting in the doorway of his closet, arms wrapped around his knees as he stared deep into the recesses of the closet, eerily quiet. It looked like Maru wouldn’t have to pull out the big guns; he might have actually broken Junno.
Gingerly, Maru stepped forward, gently crouching down and placing a hand on Junno’s shoulder. “Hey, Junno, come on. Talk to me.”
Silence, for a few terrifying moments. Then Junno blinked and looked at Maru, taking deep, shaking breaths. “Everything is out of place. Yuichi, everything is mixed up. How did this happen?”
Maru steeled himself, then launched into his lecture. “Do you remember when you and Koki promised me that the two of you would return promptly after your assignments?” A slow solemn nod. Maru continued, “Well, the two of you promised that you would stop dawdling, but then not even a week later, the pair of you were back to coming in hours later than you were supposed to. I needed to do this to make you remember who’s in charge. Do you understand?”
Junno looked at the floor, staring unseeingly for a few alarming minutes. Finally he answered. “I remember, Yuichi... Really, I am sorry, and I promise, I really do, that I’ll be prompt from now on. Will you please help me fix this? I’m not sure I can handle it alone.”
Maru couldn’t help but take pity on Junno, especially since he had been the culprit. He got up and helped Junno to his feet, and they began the arduous task of re-organizing Junno’s clothes by color and length of sleeves.
*
After the closet incident, Maru was glad to note that Junno stopped wandering in whenever he pleased. Now, all he had left to do was convince Koki to come back to the hideout promptly.
*
Junno proved to be a great help in plotting against Koki. He fully agreed with Maru that the only way to influence Koki would be to interfere with his “private” time. They decided to ambush Koki that evening when he finally strolled in.
The two of them lurked on either side of the entryway, ready to pounce as soon as Koki shut the door. It was a long and tedious wait, so Maru was more than annoyed enough to spring into furious action once Koki arrived.
It seemed like hours had passed, but it was barely after midnight when Koki returned, completely oblivious to Maru’s wrath waiting for him. In the same instant, both Maru and Junno grabbed each of Koki’s upper arms, startling a high-pitched squeal from the man.
“Koki, we need to have a talk. Come along with us.” Maru took the lead, pulling Koki along as Junno pushed him, the three of them awkwardly navigating the darkened halls to Maru’s room once again.
Again, Maru kicked his door open, dragging Koki to have a seat in one of his armchairs, fixing him with a blood-curdling glare as he stepped back, motioning for Junno to hold Koki in place by the shoulders.
Maru leaned forward, twisting Koki’s tie around his fist again, hoping that the repetition would help his words sink in. “Koki. Do you remember a few weeks ago? That night that you came in ridiculously late? And I spoke to you and Junno about it?”
Koki looked up through his eyelashes, and nodded slowly. “And we promised to stop being late. And that’s all I’ve been doing ever since then.” Though his answers were correct and suitably abashed, Maru was still going to go through with his plan.
“Yes, Koki, that’s correct. From now on, I need you to be punctual. Otherwise, I’ll put a stop to all of your ‘nap times’ and yes, it’s kind of obvious what you’ve been doing the whole time. Don’t look so surprised.” Maru couldn’t help the huff of laughter that slipped out as Koki’s cheeks flushed crimson. “In fact, I’ll show you exactly how I’ll interfere with your ‘naps’ right now.”
Maru released his grip on Koki’s tie long enough to start unbuttoning his vest and dress shirt as Koki sat there, looking like he couldn’t make up his mind on struggling away or staying there. In the end, Junno made the decision for him when his hands snaked under Koki’s shirt to push it off his shoulders as he adjusted his grip.
Maru had finished the last of the buttons as Koki decided he’d try and show token resistance. Gripping the arms of the chair, Koki attempted to pull himself out of Junno’s grip, didn’t get very far, and then fell back into the seat, unresisting as Maru started in on his belt buckle and fastener of his trousers. Koki raised his hips to help Maru remove his trousers, still unsure of what he was planning on doing, his excitement evident as Maru fumbled with something at his ankles.
A triumphant noise, and Maru righted himself, a smug smile on his face. Junno had tightened his grip on Koki’s shoulders, firmly holding him down. This got Koki’s attention, once again, and Maru sternly spoke. “Koki! Listen to me. This is really nothing compared to what I’ve got in store for you later, especially if you can’t learn your lesson this evening. In fact, I think I’ll go ahead and start.”
Koki held his breath as Maru pulled something out of his pocket and reached for his erection. Maru smirked as Koki tried his best to pull away from him, and rather gleefully snapped a leather cock ring around the base and stood back up, looming over Koki. “I’d like to show you what your life could be like, if you continue to defy me.”
Maru dug in his pocket again, and pulled out a metal circle. He opened it, and showed the inside to Koki. “If you look closely, you’ll see that this has pointy nubs. They aren’t sharp enough to cut or puncture, but they would make certain things very, very uncomfortable for you. I’d also like for you to take note of the fact that I can lock it, and you wouldn’t be able to do a damn thing about it. I’d like for you to remember this in the future.”
Koki blanched and shrank back into the chair, Junno looking equally disquieted as he observed Maru’s lesson. Maru smirked, pleased to see that he was actually being listened to for once. He could have saved himself hours of headaches if only he’d appealed to Koki and Junno’s baser instincts. “I still don’t think it’s fully sunk in for you, Koki, so we’re going to continue here. You really don’t have any say in things, just so you know.”
Maru was pleased to watch the way Koki relaxed a little as Junno absent-mindedly rubbed against the sides of his neck, and decided that maybe the chair wasn’t the best place to continue his lesson. He kneeled in front of Koki, taking the opportunity to blow teasingly on his straining erection before releasing his ankles and untangling the pants before standing back up and motioning for the two of them to move to the bed.
“Have a seat against the headboard, Koki. I’ll even let you have a pillow to support your back.” If he was honest with himself, Maru was having a damn good time. He really needed to regulate things more often; it was quite empowering, and great for stress relief. Maru untied Koki’s tie, repurposing it as a makeshift restraint. He glanced at Junno, who stared back for a second before realizing that he had a tie that could also be used, and hastily used it to tie Koki’s other wrist to the headboard. “Perfect,” Maru breathed out, and withdrew, leaving Koki unable to touch himself. “I think Junno and I will leave you to reflect upon the things you’ve done wrong in the past. We’ll be across the room if you need us.”
Koki stared, unable to believe what Maru meant to do, if the stricken look on his face was any indication. Maru took a seat in the armchair, pleased when Junno unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it behind him before climbing into his lap, a little awkward but definitely effective in teasing Koki, who was whining in the back of his throat and struggling at his bonds.
Maru leaned his head back, keeping his eyes on Koki’s as Junno began loosening his tie and undoing the buttons of his shirt, licking and nibbling as more of Maru’s skin was exposed. He really couldn’t help but be amused at Koki’s plight, and busied himself with tangling a hand in Junno’s hair to urge him further down. Junno easily complied, sliding out of Maru’s lap and into the space between his legs, hands skating along the buckle of his belt and deftly unclasping it and the fly of his trousers, pulling them down just enough to free his erection.
Koki whimpered as he watched Junno waste no time in slurping Maru down, his own cock a throbbing shade of red. He had mostly given up on trying to free himself, eyes never straying from Maru and hips occasionally thrusting uselessly.
Yanking at Junno’s hair, Maru pulled him off of his cock, smirking at the obscene noises he made, and at Koki’s growing desperation. Maru stood, crossing the room and climbing up to straddle Koki but kept his distance, earning more frustrated noises from him.
“Koki,” Maru seemed almost to purr the words, “was there something you wanted to tell me?”
Koki squeezed his eyes shut and let out a huff of air. “Yes Yucchi, yes.” He resumed his struggle against the ties wrapped around his wrists before continuing. “I promise that I won’t spend all my free time wandering the streets, I’ll come back promptly after every mission, really I will, I swear that I’ll be good. Just, please, touch me. I don’t care if you leave me tied here, you can tie me up anywhere and I’ll be good, I promise you.”
“Well, then, Koki, I’ll take your word for it. Besides, you know what I have in store for you if you disobey again. You know, if I were a much crueler person I’d still lock you up in my special ring anyway. I want you to keep that in mind.” Maru pulled away from Koki to beckon Junno to join them.
Junno clambered into Koki’s lap, framing his face with both hands and sloppily kissing him. Koki moaned into the kiss as Junno ground his still-clothed hips against Koki’s neglected length. Maru slipped a hand between them, groping at Junno before dragging whisper-light fingers along Koki, trailing up to pinch and twist his nipples. Maru withdrew once more, turning his attention to his nightstand drawer, rummaging for lube and condoms.
Lubrication located, Maru pulled Junno away from Koki, slicking their fingers and guiding their hands to slide together along Koki’s cock, sneaking fingers to tease his balls and sliding further back to circle his rim. Koki threw his head back, too preoccupied with the combined assault to think about the sting of the unyielding headboard.
Nearly sobbing, Koki tried his best to push back onto the tricky fingers, or up into warm palms. Maru pulled back, Junno following his lead. He hissed into Koki’s ear, “So needy. The way I want to take you is from behind, Koki, I want you on your knees and bent forward, chest touching the sheets and wrists tied together.”
Maru loosened the ties from the headboard, then tied Koki’s wrists together, arranging him exactly as he’d described. Junno hung back, eyes questioning as he looked to Maru for instruction. Maru reached out, unfastening Junno’s trousers and pulling them and his underwear down his hips, just enough to free his erection. He tore open a condom, rolling it into Junno and guiding him into place behind Koki. Re-slicking his fingers, Maru swiped his hand down Junno’s length before teasing Koki’s entrance for a few moments.
“Koki, Junno is going to fuck you before I take my turn. You should count yourself lucky that I’m not telling him to come all over your face.” Maru’s filthy words prompted moans from both of them, Koki’s turning shrill as Junno surged forward, burying himself to the hilt. Junno paused momentarily, chest heaving as he allowed Koki to adjust to his girth before tentatively easing out. A light smack across his still mostly-clothed ass, and Junno began to speed up.
“How does it feel, Koki? The bite of Junno’s zipper against your ass as he fucks you? How about the fact that the only thing you’re wearing are the ties around your wrists? I’m going to fuck you while Junno watches, just like I’m watching him fuck you. How does it feel to be so helpless?” Maru’s words spilled forth easily, drawing moans from Koki and Junno between thrusts. “Junno, I’m going to need you to finish up, otherwise you’ll have to find another way to get off.”
Junno gasped, hips pumping faster and coaxing broken, panting sobs from Koki. Digging his fingernails into Koki’s hips, Junno stilled, jaw dropping in a voiceless scream. Finally, Junno pulled out, weakly rolling to the side, eyes shut as he caught his breath.
“Yucchi, please, let me come,” Koki whimpered. “I can’t keep going. Please... I promise you, I’ll be so so good.” Koki slumped forward, quite a feat in his current position.
Maru didn’t reply; instead he ripped open and rolled on a condom, then applied more lube to his fingers, spreading the excess along his cock. He lined himself up with Koki’s entrance, pressing forward inexorably as Koki continued to whine. Maru paused for a moment, then began thrusting, hands clenched around Koki’s hips. Voice dark, Maru spoke, a little breathlessly. “Koki, you’re still so tight, even after we’ve used you so roughly this evening. I want you to always remember what I’ll do to you when you’ve misbehaved.”
Hips still thrusting with purpose, Maru snaked a hand to Koki’s front, fingertips ghosting over his neglected erection. He wrapped his fingers around it, drawing a sob from Koki, then pulled away, concentrating on his own impending orgasm. A few more thrusts, and Maru could swear he saw stars as he came, hands clamping down hard enough to bruise Koki’s hips. Gingerly, Maru pulled out, rolling to Koki’s other side. Maru lay there for a few moments, panting, then finally acknowledged Koki’s pitiful, broken noises.
“Koki, I believe you won’t disappoint me in the future, so I’ll let you finish. But first, tell me what got you into this mess in the first place.” Maru couldn’t help but try to make sure his lesson would sink in.
“I was wandering the streets too often, Yucchi, even after you’d told me not to... Yucchi, I can’t wait anymore, please I swear I’ll be good just let me come.” Maru was surprised that Koki was still mostly coherent, and gently rolled him onto his side.
“Junno, you may want to move for this. Better yet, come and help me.” Maru’s smirk had returned as he spoke. He laughed as Junno scrambled up and moved to sit next to him, tossing their condoms in the wastebasket next to the nightstand before sitting up, pulling Koki with him.
Maru had an arm snaked around Koki’s shoulders, in what would otherwise be a tender embrace, had Maru not had to turn the evening into a learning experience. Junno sat on Koki’s other side, hand trailing along the length of his cock, making him squirm. Maru laughed again as he whispered into Koki’s ear. “Soon enough I’ll let you come, you’ve seemed to have learned something from tonight’s activities.”
Maru’s other hand was loosely stroking Koki, fingers tangling with Junno’s as they continued to torment him. He kept stroking as Koki began to slump in their arms, then finally had mercy and unsnapped the cock ring as Junno kept working Koki’s length. Koki’s eyes shot open, unseeing as he was finally allowed to orgasm, come splattering his abdomen as his body went rigid. As he softened, he began to relax in Maru’s embrace, breath coming in rapid gasps.
Junno pulled away, leaving the two of them as he went to the bathroom, returning a few minutes later with a warm washcloth. He gently wiped away Koki’s mess, then took the cloth back to the bathroom. Maru let Koki lay back, then got up to pull the blankets from under him, rearranging them. Junno crawled under the covers, arm slipping around Koki’s waist as Maru joined them, cradling Koki’s head under his chin as they all fell into an exhausted slumber.
*
Maru was pleased to note that his method had worked, though he couldn’t help but notice that every once in a while, Koki or Junno, sometimes both at the same time, would wander in hours late. Of course, Maru was fine with that; he just had to give them remedial lessons.
Without further ado, have some NTT as some sort of gangsters. That part really isn't the important thing happening here anyway.
Regulation (or, A True OG)
Nakamaru Yuichi/Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
NC-17-- it always ends up this way with NTT
I'm pretty sure none of these things have ever happened, or ever will.
The next time Koki and Junno stumbled into their hideout, hours after they’d confirmed that they’d finished their latest rounds of thuggery, Nakamaru was waiting at his desk, hands clasped under his chin. He cleared his throat to grab their attention, since they were more interested in giggling at each other, arms around each others’ shoulders and completely oblivious to his presence, and watched them stagger on to where their rooms were.
Maru had had enough, having to endure the silliness that inevitably occured any time he asked Koki or Junnosuke to do anything. Why was it so hard for them to get their assignments taken care of? He huffed out a breath, burying his face in his hands for a few frustrated minutes, then calmly recollected his thoughts as he poured himself a drink from the whiskey stash locked in his desk drawer. Next time it happened, he’d show them who was in charge in a way that might the pair might actually heed.
*
Honestly, Maru was sure that the pair of them wouldn’t understand the concept of serious, even if it were to appear in front of them, drop trou, and shake its junk around.
The next time Koki and Junno finally wandered back to their hideout, Maru was standing by the door and waiting, ready to drag them by the ties if he needed to. He thought that maybe that would get their attention on his annoyance and off of their mutual glee, regardless of what it was caused by.
Arms crossed, murderous glare firmly in place, Maru waited in the shadows of the entryway. Koki and Junno finally wandered in, hunched over in laughter for some unfathomable reason; Maru could never tell what was so funny to them all of the time. Sometimes he suspected that they spent some of their earnings on huffing airplane glue, or something equally juvenile.
His hands flew out as they passed, one scrabbling at and grabbing Koki’s tie, and the other hand twisting around in the lapel of Junno’s coat. They both fell silent, mouths open in shock when they realized that the person who had ambushed them was Maru.
“If you two know what’s good for you, you will both keep your mouths shut until further notice. Nod once if you understand me.” Maru’s voice was uncharacteristically dark, orders given in a whisper as he re-situated his grip on Koki’s tie, wrapping the end around his fist. Junno’s shirt got the same treatment, and Maru bodily hauled them through the hallways to his room.
Once Maru had kicked his door open and dragged the two of them to the middle of the room, he let go and turned to look them both square in the eyes. “Koki, Junnosuke, I’d like to take a few moments to let you know that I appreciate the fact that all of the jobs I’ve assigned you have gone well, and I hope that this continues in the future. However, I’m going to need you two to stop fooling around after assignments, and come back to base promptly. Have you ever considered the possibility that you could get caught?”
Koki and Junno glanced at each other, then down at their feet. Koki ventured a weak, “No, Yucchi. We never thought about that.”
Eyes blazing, Maru rounded on Junno. “Do you have anything to add, Junnosuke?”
“We’re sorry, Yuichi. We won’t be so reckless in the future.” Junno kept his gaze locked firmly on his wingtips.
“Damn right you two won’t be so reckless. Next time you two are out, whether you’re working the same job or not, I want you to be back here promptly. Otherwise, there will be consequences.” Maru had been gesticulating wildly as he spoke, and punctuated his ultimatum by poking Koki firmly in the middle of his chest, ignoring the pitiful ouch that slipped out.
“Now, get out of here, and remember that this is your only warning.” Maru turned his back to them, flinging a hand up in dismissal.
*
Of course, it wasn’t as long of a stretch of seriousness as Maru could hope for. Not even a week after his first, only, and final warning, he was left waiting up at his desk, fuming. He was sure that if he could set things on fire with the power of his mind, his desk would have long since turned to ash.
He was still scowling as he heard the door open, so quietly that he wouldn’t have noticed had he not been up, trying to balance the books. All he was really accomplishing anyway was raising his blood pressure.
Maru sighed, slumping forward onto the ledger. They were never going to learn. He was going to be driven mad by his ridiculous partners-in-crime. He just couldn’t win.
*
Maru figured he’d let Koki and Junno think they’d succeeded in breaking his rule. He needed time to come up with something terrible as a deterrent, anyway.
*
It wasn’t so hard to come up with his punishment for Junno; he’d have to be blind to not know that everything around him had to be just so, and preferably clean. It was juvenile, but Maru decided to start by rearranging his things while he was out. His... revenge, as it were, would be subtle. If that didn’t work, he could always shut the water off and then “accidentally” trip Junno up into a mud puddle, or maybe a heap of rubbish when they were out on the town. Hell, he might do it anyway, because it would be kind of funny.
Koki, however, was proving to be tougher to crack. He was by no means a slob, but he could deal with a little untidyness and dirt. Maru was really only sure that the only thing that Koki couldn’t go without was touching himself; he’d lost track of how many times he’d been about to knock on Koki’s door, only to turn away at the last second because of dubious noises, usually accompanied by cheesy porno music. Maru would just have to suck it up and come up with a way to keep Koki from his daily orgasm. And well, it might take several sessions to hammer his lesson home. Maybe Maru could get Junno to help him, once he’d cured him of his rule-breaking.
*
Maru began implementing his behaviour modification program for Junno the next time he was out; keeping it a secret from Koki was no problem, since he’d just made up some excuse about being tired and needing a nap. It was barely noon, and Maru knew for a fact that one didn’t moan consistently during a nap, or really every time that one lay down for any reason. He rolled his eyes as he slipped into Junno’s room, quietly shutting the door behind himself.
He opened the closet and took in the sight of every pair of shoes neatly lined up beneath the shirts and pants and jackets organized by color and sleeve length. Maru laughed soundlessly; this would be too easy. All he’d have to do would be take everything out of the closet and shove it back in all jumbled up. Then his work would be done.
It only took a few short minutes to accomplish his task. Maru shut the closet door, glanced at the spotlessness of the rest of the room, and hoped that this would be enough to get Junno to get back to base promptly. Maru sauntered past Koki’s shut door, the noises of his “nap” seeming to be winding down. Soon, Maru would teach him his lesson, so soon. Maybe this afternoon he could actually get the books balanced, or maybe relax with a drink. It was quite relieving to know that soon he’d be able to get things accomplished without worrying about Koki and Junno wandering around getting up to who knew what after every assignment.
*
It was with great pleasure that Maru trailed Junno back to their rooms. It was only a matter of time before he heard the cries of anguish. He’d been practicing his innocent look, though he figured it would be obvious who’d re-arranged Junno’s room.
Not two minutes after Junno had gone into his room, the screaming started. Maru let it go on for a few minutes, then casually knocked on the door, ready to concernedly inquire what was the matter. It sounded like this would be the only time he’d have to correct Junno’s behaviour.
Maru took a breath, then knocked on the door. It was strangely silent; maybe Maru should just go ahead and let himself in. Cautiously, he opened the door, softly calling Junno’s name. “Junno, I’m coming in. Are you alright?”
Maru was dumbfounded at the sight that greeted him. Junno was sitting in the doorway of his closet, arms wrapped around his knees as he stared deep into the recesses of the closet, eerily quiet. It looked like Maru wouldn’t have to pull out the big guns; he might have actually broken Junno.
Gingerly, Maru stepped forward, gently crouching down and placing a hand on Junno’s shoulder. “Hey, Junno, come on. Talk to me.”
Silence, for a few terrifying moments. Then Junno blinked and looked at Maru, taking deep, shaking breaths. “Everything is out of place. Yuichi, everything is mixed up. How did this happen?”
Maru steeled himself, then launched into his lecture. “Do you remember when you and Koki promised me that the two of you would return promptly after your assignments?” A slow solemn nod. Maru continued, “Well, the two of you promised that you would stop dawdling, but then not even a week later, the pair of you were back to coming in hours later than you were supposed to. I needed to do this to make you remember who’s in charge. Do you understand?”
Junno looked at the floor, staring unseeingly for a few alarming minutes. Finally he answered. “I remember, Yuichi... Really, I am sorry, and I promise, I really do, that I’ll be prompt from now on. Will you please help me fix this? I’m not sure I can handle it alone.”
Maru couldn’t help but take pity on Junno, especially since he had been the culprit. He got up and helped Junno to his feet, and they began the arduous task of re-organizing Junno’s clothes by color and length of sleeves.
*
After the closet incident, Maru was glad to note that Junno stopped wandering in whenever he pleased. Now, all he had left to do was convince Koki to come back to the hideout promptly.
*
Junno proved to be a great help in plotting against Koki. He fully agreed with Maru that the only way to influence Koki would be to interfere with his “private” time. They decided to ambush Koki that evening when he finally strolled in.
The two of them lurked on either side of the entryway, ready to pounce as soon as Koki shut the door. It was a long and tedious wait, so Maru was more than annoyed enough to spring into furious action once Koki arrived.
It seemed like hours had passed, but it was barely after midnight when Koki returned, completely oblivious to Maru’s wrath waiting for him. In the same instant, both Maru and Junno grabbed each of Koki’s upper arms, startling a high-pitched squeal from the man.
“Koki, we need to have a talk. Come along with us.” Maru took the lead, pulling Koki along as Junno pushed him, the three of them awkwardly navigating the darkened halls to Maru’s room once again.
Again, Maru kicked his door open, dragging Koki to have a seat in one of his armchairs, fixing him with a blood-curdling glare as he stepped back, motioning for Junno to hold Koki in place by the shoulders.
Maru leaned forward, twisting Koki’s tie around his fist again, hoping that the repetition would help his words sink in. “Koki. Do you remember a few weeks ago? That night that you came in ridiculously late? And I spoke to you and Junno about it?”
Koki looked up through his eyelashes, and nodded slowly. “And we promised to stop being late. And that’s all I’ve been doing ever since then.” Though his answers were correct and suitably abashed, Maru was still going to go through with his plan.
“Yes, Koki, that’s correct. From now on, I need you to be punctual. Otherwise, I’ll put a stop to all of your ‘nap times’ and yes, it’s kind of obvious what you’ve been doing the whole time. Don’t look so surprised.” Maru couldn’t help the huff of laughter that slipped out as Koki’s cheeks flushed crimson. “In fact, I’ll show you exactly how I’ll interfere with your ‘naps’ right now.”
Maru released his grip on Koki’s tie long enough to start unbuttoning his vest and dress shirt as Koki sat there, looking like he couldn’t make up his mind on struggling away or staying there. In the end, Junno made the decision for him when his hands snaked under Koki’s shirt to push it off his shoulders as he adjusted his grip.
Maru had finished the last of the buttons as Koki decided he’d try and show token resistance. Gripping the arms of the chair, Koki attempted to pull himself out of Junno’s grip, didn’t get very far, and then fell back into the seat, unresisting as Maru started in on his belt buckle and fastener of his trousers. Koki raised his hips to help Maru remove his trousers, still unsure of what he was planning on doing, his excitement evident as Maru fumbled with something at his ankles.
A triumphant noise, and Maru righted himself, a smug smile on his face. Junno had tightened his grip on Koki’s shoulders, firmly holding him down. This got Koki’s attention, once again, and Maru sternly spoke. “Koki! Listen to me. This is really nothing compared to what I’ve got in store for you later, especially if you can’t learn your lesson this evening. In fact, I think I’ll go ahead and start.”
Koki held his breath as Maru pulled something out of his pocket and reached for his erection. Maru smirked as Koki tried his best to pull away from him, and rather gleefully snapped a leather cock ring around the base and stood back up, looming over Koki. “I’d like to show you what your life could be like, if you continue to defy me.”
Maru dug in his pocket again, and pulled out a metal circle. He opened it, and showed the inside to Koki. “If you look closely, you’ll see that this has pointy nubs. They aren’t sharp enough to cut or puncture, but they would make certain things very, very uncomfortable for you. I’d also like for you to take note of the fact that I can lock it, and you wouldn’t be able to do a damn thing about it. I’d like for you to remember this in the future.”
Koki blanched and shrank back into the chair, Junno looking equally disquieted as he observed Maru’s lesson. Maru smirked, pleased to see that he was actually being listened to for once. He could have saved himself hours of headaches if only he’d appealed to Koki and Junno’s baser instincts. “I still don’t think it’s fully sunk in for you, Koki, so we’re going to continue here. You really don’t have any say in things, just so you know.”
Maru was pleased to watch the way Koki relaxed a little as Junno absent-mindedly rubbed against the sides of his neck, and decided that maybe the chair wasn’t the best place to continue his lesson. He kneeled in front of Koki, taking the opportunity to blow teasingly on his straining erection before releasing his ankles and untangling the pants before standing back up and motioning for the two of them to move to the bed.
“Have a seat against the headboard, Koki. I’ll even let you have a pillow to support your back.” If he was honest with himself, Maru was having a damn good time. He really needed to regulate things more often; it was quite empowering, and great for stress relief. Maru untied Koki’s tie, repurposing it as a makeshift restraint. He glanced at Junno, who stared back for a second before realizing that he had a tie that could also be used, and hastily used it to tie Koki’s other wrist to the headboard. “Perfect,” Maru breathed out, and withdrew, leaving Koki unable to touch himself. “I think Junno and I will leave you to reflect upon the things you’ve done wrong in the past. We’ll be across the room if you need us.”
Koki stared, unable to believe what Maru meant to do, if the stricken look on his face was any indication. Maru took a seat in the armchair, pleased when Junno unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it behind him before climbing into his lap, a little awkward but definitely effective in teasing Koki, who was whining in the back of his throat and struggling at his bonds.
Maru leaned his head back, keeping his eyes on Koki’s as Junno began loosening his tie and undoing the buttons of his shirt, licking and nibbling as more of Maru’s skin was exposed. He really couldn’t help but be amused at Koki’s plight, and busied himself with tangling a hand in Junno’s hair to urge him further down. Junno easily complied, sliding out of Maru’s lap and into the space between his legs, hands skating along the buckle of his belt and deftly unclasping it and the fly of his trousers, pulling them down just enough to free his erection.
Koki whimpered as he watched Junno waste no time in slurping Maru down, his own cock a throbbing shade of red. He had mostly given up on trying to free himself, eyes never straying from Maru and hips occasionally thrusting uselessly.
Yanking at Junno’s hair, Maru pulled him off of his cock, smirking at the obscene noises he made, and at Koki’s growing desperation. Maru stood, crossing the room and climbing up to straddle Koki but kept his distance, earning more frustrated noises from him.
“Koki,” Maru seemed almost to purr the words, “was there something you wanted to tell me?”
Koki squeezed his eyes shut and let out a huff of air. “Yes Yucchi, yes.” He resumed his struggle against the ties wrapped around his wrists before continuing. “I promise that I won’t spend all my free time wandering the streets, I’ll come back promptly after every mission, really I will, I swear that I’ll be good. Just, please, touch me. I don’t care if you leave me tied here, you can tie me up anywhere and I’ll be good, I promise you.”
“Well, then, Koki, I’ll take your word for it. Besides, you know what I have in store for you if you disobey again. You know, if I were a much crueler person I’d still lock you up in my special ring anyway. I want you to keep that in mind.” Maru pulled away from Koki to beckon Junno to join them.
Junno clambered into Koki’s lap, framing his face with both hands and sloppily kissing him. Koki moaned into the kiss as Junno ground his still-clothed hips against Koki’s neglected length. Maru slipped a hand between them, groping at Junno before dragging whisper-light fingers along Koki, trailing up to pinch and twist his nipples. Maru withdrew once more, turning his attention to his nightstand drawer, rummaging for lube and condoms.
Lubrication located, Maru pulled Junno away from Koki, slicking their fingers and guiding their hands to slide together along Koki’s cock, sneaking fingers to tease his balls and sliding further back to circle his rim. Koki threw his head back, too preoccupied with the combined assault to think about the sting of the unyielding headboard.
Nearly sobbing, Koki tried his best to push back onto the tricky fingers, or up into warm palms. Maru pulled back, Junno following his lead. He hissed into Koki’s ear, “So needy. The way I want to take you is from behind, Koki, I want you on your knees and bent forward, chest touching the sheets and wrists tied together.”
Maru loosened the ties from the headboard, then tied Koki’s wrists together, arranging him exactly as he’d described. Junno hung back, eyes questioning as he looked to Maru for instruction. Maru reached out, unfastening Junno’s trousers and pulling them and his underwear down his hips, just enough to free his erection. He tore open a condom, rolling it into Junno and guiding him into place behind Koki. Re-slicking his fingers, Maru swiped his hand down Junno’s length before teasing Koki’s entrance for a few moments.
“Koki, Junno is going to fuck you before I take my turn. You should count yourself lucky that I’m not telling him to come all over your face.” Maru’s filthy words prompted moans from both of them, Koki’s turning shrill as Junno surged forward, burying himself to the hilt. Junno paused momentarily, chest heaving as he allowed Koki to adjust to his girth before tentatively easing out. A light smack across his still mostly-clothed ass, and Junno began to speed up.
“How does it feel, Koki? The bite of Junno’s zipper against your ass as he fucks you? How about the fact that the only thing you’re wearing are the ties around your wrists? I’m going to fuck you while Junno watches, just like I’m watching him fuck you. How does it feel to be so helpless?” Maru’s words spilled forth easily, drawing moans from Koki and Junno between thrusts. “Junno, I’m going to need you to finish up, otherwise you’ll have to find another way to get off.”
Junno gasped, hips pumping faster and coaxing broken, panting sobs from Koki. Digging his fingernails into Koki’s hips, Junno stilled, jaw dropping in a voiceless scream. Finally, Junno pulled out, weakly rolling to the side, eyes shut as he caught his breath.
“Yucchi, please, let me come,” Koki whimpered. “I can’t keep going. Please... I promise you, I’ll be so so good.” Koki slumped forward, quite a feat in his current position.
Maru didn’t reply; instead he ripped open and rolled on a condom, then applied more lube to his fingers, spreading the excess along his cock. He lined himself up with Koki’s entrance, pressing forward inexorably as Koki continued to whine. Maru paused for a moment, then began thrusting, hands clenched around Koki’s hips. Voice dark, Maru spoke, a little breathlessly. “Koki, you’re still so tight, even after we’ve used you so roughly this evening. I want you to always remember what I’ll do to you when you’ve misbehaved.”
Hips still thrusting with purpose, Maru snaked a hand to Koki’s front, fingertips ghosting over his neglected erection. He wrapped his fingers around it, drawing a sob from Koki, then pulled away, concentrating on his own impending orgasm. A few more thrusts, and Maru could swear he saw stars as he came, hands clamping down hard enough to bruise Koki’s hips. Gingerly, Maru pulled out, rolling to Koki’s other side. Maru lay there for a few moments, panting, then finally acknowledged Koki’s pitiful, broken noises.
“Koki, I believe you won’t disappoint me in the future, so I’ll let you finish. But first, tell me what got you into this mess in the first place.” Maru couldn’t help but try to make sure his lesson would sink in.
“I was wandering the streets too often, Yucchi, even after you’d told me not to... Yucchi, I can’t wait anymore, please I swear I’ll be good just let me come.” Maru was surprised that Koki was still mostly coherent, and gently rolled him onto his side.
“Junno, you may want to move for this. Better yet, come and help me.” Maru’s smirk had returned as he spoke. He laughed as Junno scrambled up and moved to sit next to him, tossing their condoms in the wastebasket next to the nightstand before sitting up, pulling Koki with him.
Maru had an arm snaked around Koki’s shoulders, in what would otherwise be a tender embrace, had Maru not had to turn the evening into a learning experience. Junno sat on Koki’s other side, hand trailing along the length of his cock, making him squirm. Maru laughed again as he whispered into Koki’s ear. “Soon enough I’ll let you come, you’ve seemed to have learned something from tonight’s activities.”
Maru’s other hand was loosely stroking Koki, fingers tangling with Junno’s as they continued to torment him. He kept stroking as Koki began to slump in their arms, then finally had mercy and unsnapped the cock ring as Junno kept working Koki’s length. Koki’s eyes shot open, unseeing as he was finally allowed to orgasm, come splattering his abdomen as his body went rigid. As he softened, he began to relax in Maru’s embrace, breath coming in rapid gasps.
Junno pulled away, leaving the two of them as he went to the bathroom, returning a few minutes later with a warm washcloth. He gently wiped away Koki’s mess, then took the cloth back to the bathroom. Maru let Koki lay back, then got up to pull the blankets from under him, rearranging them. Junno crawled under the covers, arm slipping around Koki’s waist as Maru joined them, cradling Koki’s head under his chin as they all fell into an exhausted slumber.
*
Maru was pleased to note that his method had worked, though he couldn’t help but notice that every once in a while, Koki or Junno, sometimes both at the same time, would wander in hours late. Of course, Maru was fine with that; he just had to give them remedial lessons.