Satisfyingly Dissatisfying (part 14 of Strange Desires)
Title: Satisfyingly Dissatisfying
Chapter: Part 14 of Strange Desires, but can be read as standalone
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: Ruki/Reita
Genre: Smut
Rating: 18+
Content: M/M, BDSM, humiliation, domestic fluff if you squint, humiliation, analingus, anal sex, denial, premature ejaculation, punishment, impact play, painplay, CBT, dacryphilia, foot fetish, stepping, biting
Summary: The happy couple celebrates seven years together with a romantic evening that quickly turns kinky when Ruki finds an opportunity to satisfy Reita's love of punishment
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Word count: 5,586
Comment: This follows shortly after the previous part and takes place sometime in the second half of 2020. While in the story they got together in 2013, the first part of this fic was posted in 2014, 9 years and one day ago (or two days, depending on how nitpicky you wanna be about timezones and midnight), so in a way, it's a double anniversary (it's wild how time flies. I feel old).
As usual with this series, you can read it in order, or as a standalone oneshot
“Happy anniversary, my love.” Ruki placed his hands on Reita's shoulders, rubbing his thumbs into his back gently.
Reita hummed, leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes. “Happy anniversary.”
“Seven years together as partners, and thrice that as friends. Time flies.” Ruki bent down, kissing the top of Reita's head lovingly, smiling when his hand settled on top of his.
“Don't remind me. We're getting older.”
Ruki gave a soft laugh, slapping Reita's shoulder. “Don't say it like that.”
“How should I say it?”
“The fans say we're 'approaching milf age', whatever that means.”
“It means you're a great cook.” As if to illustrate, Reita rubbed his stomach, looking over the table and all the food they hadn't managed to finish. “We'll have leftovers for days.”
“Excellent, then we won't have to cook tomorrow.” Ruki got up with a final squeeze to Reita's shoulders, grabbing their empty plates. “So, I take it you're not ready for dessert?”
Reita groaned at the thought. “You're trying to kill me.”
“Well, it's not like we're going to have any lives this year, anyway. Nobody would know if you gained a kilogram or two of fat and not just muscle.”
“I would know.” Reita started helping Ruki clear the table, finding containers for the stuff that needed to go in the fridge and piling the plates into the dishwasher. “What if we have dessert while we watch that movie later?”
“I think that's a great idea,” Ruki said, licking his lips at the sight of Reita bending over the dishwasher. He couldn't resist smacking his ass in passing, continuing before Reita had time to say anything. “In the meantime, I know how we could burn some extra calories and make room for more.”
Reita grinned at that, closing the distance between them and pressing his lips to Ruki's. What started as a sweet kiss quickly turned passionate when Ruki's hands rested on Reita's waist, Reita in turn slinging his arm around Ruki's neck. Their lips met again and again in a series of hot kisses, until eventually Reita pulled away with a smug grin. “What, are you proposing a boxing match?”
“If that's the type of rigorous physical exercise you'd rather be engaging in right now, I'll go get the sparring mitts.”
“You're perfect, but I'm only kidding. You should definitely fuck me.”
“Oh, you've finally decided to surrender your pride and hole?” Ruki swiped his tongue over his top lip, tipping his head back ever so slightly while his hands slid down to Reita's ass, squeezing it firmly.
“Didn't mean it quite that literally,” Reita said, though he didn't let Ruki's teasing get to him. If they hadn't been together for seven years, he might have fallen for the ruse, but as it were, he just grinned and pushed his hips back, enjoying the shameless groping. “And it's really not a matter of pride.”
“I suppose you're right about that. You do love it when I emasculate you.”
Reita turned his head and stared at the wall, trying to avoid blushing. “Ruki.”
“No, you're right, it's unfair of me to pretend you don't love it when I strip you of your pride, humiliate and debase you.” Reita drew a quick breath, his eyes widening ever so slightly, and Ruki's wicked grin seeped into his voice. “Just me talking about it turns you on, huh? You like being reminded of how pathetic you are?”
Before Ruki could keep talking, Reita's lips closed over his, distracting him with another slow kiss. He pressed his body even closer to Ruki's, grinding his hips and letting him feel how his dirty talk was affecting him. When they pulled apart, Reita was quick to speak, slightly out of breath. “Bedroom, now.”
“Mm, bossy.” Ruki gave Reita's ass another squeeze for good measure.
“I just want you so badly.”
“Can't wait, huh? I know the feeling.” Ruki raised Reita's arms over his shoulders, nudging him to hang on. He gripped Reita's thighs firmly, taking him by surprise by lifting his legs and hooking them around his waist. “Let's get going, then.”
Reita buried his face in Ruki's neck, the blush on his cheeks flaring up again, but he had to admit, it felt pretty nice being carried like that. “When did you get this ripped?”
“Turns out your high pain tolerance is good for something. Spanking you is a workout in and of itself.”
“Right, and it's got nothing to do with all the sparring I make you do for me since I haven't seen my boxing coach in forever.” Reita kissed Ruki's neck sweetly, surprised he barely had to do anything to keep from falling.
“'Make me', huh?”
“Which, by the way, I'm endlessly grateful for.”
“Damn right you are.” Ruki set Reita down on the bed, pulling his shirt over his head, bopping his nose after discarding it.
Reita reached up to undo Ruki's jeans, sliding them slowly down his legs along with boxers, leaning in to kiss his hip. “Lie down on your back for me?”
Ruki hummed an affirmative, tossing his shirt aside while Reita got the rest of his clothes off, getting up on the bed and lying down with his head on the pillows. Reita crawled after him, the grin on his lips making Ruki laugh. “If I didn't know any better, I'd say you look like you're about to devour me.”
“You're actually not far off.” Reita licked his lips, and Ruki raised an eyebrow, bending his knees and resting his feet on the mattress, spreading them to give Reita all the room he might need.
“Go on, then. Eat me.” He watched as Reita settled on his stomach, hands caressing Ruki's thighs, moving slowly up almost to his knees, then back down. He repeated the motion a few times, shot him a wink, and spread Ruki's cheeks apart, leaning in to kiss his hole.
“Oh.” It wasn't what Ruki had expected, but fuck, was it a delicious surprise, especially when he dragged his tongue slowly up his cleft, slicking him with his saliva. “Oh,” he said again, more breathless now, letting it morph into a sigh as he raised his arms, sprawling them out on the pillows.
“Glad you're enjoying it.” Reita gave another long lick, savouring the soft hum Ruki rewarded him with, shifting so he could rest his elbows on the mattress comfortably while still holding Ruki spread out. The sounds he made was more than enough incentive for Reita to keep going, especially when his toes curled just slightly. Bringing Ruki pleasure was a privilege, as far as Reita was concerned, and he curled his fingers around Ruki's cock and stroked him from base to tip slowly.
Reita's cock was hard between his legs, eager to be buried inside Ruki, and with every press of his tongue against that tight hole, the need only grew. He didn't let his impatience show, lapping enthusiastically at his entrance, moaning at how heavy Ruki's cock was in his hand. His lips closed around the rim, and he made sure to slurp hungrily while he practically made out with his ass, pleased when Ruki hummed appreciatively.
“You're such an eager slut,” Ruki said in his characteristically gruff voice, and Reita shuddered in delight, pulling away to take a deep breath. He prodded at the hole with the tip of his tongue, gliding his hand over Ruki's cock in languid strokes, doing his best to earn his praise. There was just something so hot about eating Ruki's ass, both the physical aspects of laving his tongue over his hole as well as the mental impact of burying his face in his cleft, the act humiliating in itself due to deeply ingrained stigma. He was almost disappointed when Ruki nudged him away. “Get the lube.”
“Yes, Sir.” He smiled when he crawled across the bed to get the bottle from the nightstand, pouring a generous amount into Ruki's hand when he held it out. “May I lube up, as well?”
“You mean 'may I touch myself'.” Ruki grinned knowingly, and Reita didn't look away, though his cheeks heated up. Watching Ruki prepare himself was always incredibly hot, and he couldn't help if he wanted some kind of physical stimulation in the meantime. Just the sight of Ruki trailing his hand down his body, past his dick, between his legs, was already making it hard to concentrate. “No.”
He hated how much he loved hearing that word from Ruki. His heart did a somersault in his chest, sending a shiver down his spine, ending in his dick, only making the denial more impactful. He rested his hands on his thighs obediently, watching Ruki push a finger into himself, though he was quick to lift his gaze when he noticed he was being watched. In their seven years together, the ground rules hadn't changed. No touching without permission, no cumming without permission, no speaking out of turn, and always maintain eye contact when possible. Some might consider them harsh rules, but Reita liked them, both having them and having the opportunity to disobey.
He was pretty good at them by now. Meeting Ruki's eyes was second nature, and not looking away sometimes intensified a scene, particularly when humiliation was involved. At the same time, if he wanted to be slapped, hurt, punished somehow, all he had to do was break the eye contact. It was tempting when Ruki moaned softly, the urge to glance down and watch his finger disappear into his hole growing stronger, but he kept his eyes locked with Ruki's, his breathing even, his hands on his legs.
Even never getting to prep Ruki was an aspect of their relationship Reita had grown to love. Some days, he ached for it, dreamed of pushing his fingers into him, rubbing his prostate, bringing Ruki to orgasm with his hands alone, but again the allure of denial was too good. He did what Ruki wanted of him, and only that, nothing more. If Ruki wanted to take his sweet time preparing himself, thrusting just one finger in and out in a seemingly endless cycle, Reita would wait.
Ruki added a second finger, laughing breathlessly at the look on Reita's face. “What's the matter, pet? Getting impatient?”
“No, Sir.”
“Don't lie, I know you can't wait to be inside me.” Ruki moved his fingers a little faster, and Reita couldn't help but smile, realising he wasn't the only one who was excited for what came next.
“I'm merely Sir's toy, I exist to serve.”
“Are you, now?” Ruki grinned deviously, his voice carrying a hint of threat that had Reita's stomach fluttering with anticipation. “Get me the lube.”
Reita's eyes widened, but he didn't question the order, picking up the bottle and holding it out to Ruki, who sat up to take it. He uncapped it and held it above Reita's dick, letting the slick substance drizzle out over it, making sure to get it all around as much as he could without touching him. The sensation almost tickled, and Reita groaned in frustration, gripping his thighs tightly to keep from moving. “I'm sorry, Sir.”
“What for?” Ruki leaned closer, the smile on his lips contrasting his sharp gaze. “It's not like you lied to me, right?”
Reita wasn't sure how to respond, biting his lip nervously and staying as still as he could. Sure, he wanted Ruki's ass around his dick, but he could wait. Serving Ruki was higher up on his list of priorities than getting off, and he nodded carefully, deciding to stand by his words. Ruki smiled, brushing their lips together in something almost reminiscent of a kiss, before pulling back and turning around.
He moved onto his knees and elbows, grabbing a pillow and tucking it under his head, making himself comfortable and spreading his legs. His hole was right there, tight and enticing, glistening slightly with lube, and now Reita could stare at it all he wanted, his reverie only interrupted by Ruki's voice. “Get into position, but without touching me or yourself.”
Reita furrowed his brows, but he hesitantly replied with “Yes, Sir,” shifting up on his knees and moving closer. His dick brushed against Ruki's ass and he nearly moaned, clenching his jaw shut and letting his arms hang limply at his sides, lining up as best he could. Ruki leaned back enough to press his ass against Reita's boner, not seeming to care that he was smearing lube all over his cleft.
As the seconds ticked by and turned into minutes, Reita started trembling, the need to move his hips growing, and he realised what Ruki was doing. Fine, so maybe Reita didn't have the endless patience of a sex machine, who could blame him, with that beautiful ass presented to him like that? He had the gorgeous view of Ruki's arched back, his perfect hips, all while his own dick slid along the cleft of his ass. Could he really be blamed for wanting to push inside it already? Ruki continued rubbing up against him until Reita thought he might explode, then shifted his head to the side so his cheek was resting on the pillow and he could bark a single order. “Tip in.”
It took him a second to realise what Ruki said, and even then, he was still confused. Cautiously, waiting to see if Ruki would tell him not to use his hands, he reached for his dick, gripping it lightly and guiding it to the entrance. He leaned forward and applied gradual pressure, moaning when the head of his dick slipped into Ruki's ass, only barely managing to stop there. No new command followed, so he remained still, despite how his body shuddered, desperate with desire to buck his hips forward and bury himself to the hilt.
Was Ruki truly unaffected by all this teasing? His expression was impossible to read, but he wasn't moving, wasn't trembling the way Reita was, and his breathing was soft, unhurried. After what must have been an eternity and then some, Ruki looked up and grinned, finally giving the command. “Alright, fuck me.”
Reita nearly collapsed on top of him, leaning forward and pushing inside him until his hips were flush against his ass, placing his hands on the mattress on either side of Ruki. He hadn't been given permission to touch him, and he wasn't about to take any chances, so he gripped the sheets for leverage when he started moving, thrusting deep into Ruki, unable to hold back his moans. He grunted when fingers gripped his hair and pulled him down, closing his eyes and enjoying the taste of Ruki's lips, letting himself be kissed, unable to do much else.
It was like his mind went blank, his thoughts focused on nothing but Ruki's ass and how it felt around his dick every time he moved. He was pressed against Ruki's body, and all he managed was steady rolls of his hips, but Ruki was moaning into the kiss, rocking back against him, and that was all that mattered. The hand not buried in his hair sought out his, tangling their fingers together while he sucked on Reita's tongue.
He had to break the kiss eventually, but even then, he didn't manage to push himself up. Instead, he rested his cheek against Ruki's, moaning along with him and thrusting as best he could. In, out, in, out, Reita tried his best to find an angle and a rhythm that Ruki liked, but his concentration was fading, and his movements lacked finesse. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't pull himself back from the edge, and he felt Ruki grin a second before he clenched his ass around him, hard.
Reita lost it with a startled moan, hips jerking, balls drawing up, and he spilled his cum into Ruki helplessly. The embarrassment of cumming so fast was rivalled only by the disappointment of not being able to satisfy Ruki, and he clenched his eyes shut, tears slipping down his cheeks. “I'm so sorry, Sir.”
Ruki turned his head, lips brushing against Reita's ear, whispering softly. “Get down.” Reita scrambled to move, pushing up and pulling out of Ruki, moving off the bed and kneeling on the floor. It took him a moment before he managed to meet Ruki's eyes, his own full of apology and regret, and he was surprised to find no anger or disappointment reflected back at him. In fact, Ruki seemed almost smug, and when he sat down on the edge of the bed and patted his thighs, Reita eagerly got up and leaned over his lap, making himself comfortable and wiping away his tears.
Ruki pulled Reita's arms behind his back, gripping his wrists in his left hand and running the other over his ass, grinning when he flinched. “You're just my toy, huh? You exist to serve me?”
“I'm sorry, Sir,” Reita started, his sentence ending in a groan when Ruki smacked his ass, and he quickly shut up.
“How will you serve me if you can't last longer than that?” Ruki raised his hand and brought it down on Reita's ass again, first the left cheek, then the right, adding more force with each slap. “Useless, pathetic bitch. What good are you to me as a premature ejaculator?”
Even though he knew Ruki was just taunting him, forcing him to eat his own words, so to speak, Reita did feel bad. Especially considering how his body reacted to the punishment, how every strike from Ruki's hand seemed to bring a spark of desire, his words igniting something in Reita. He should be worshipping Ruki, begging for permission to make up for his mistake and bring him to orgasm, but instead, he was writhing and moaning in Ruki's lap, hazy with pleasure.
“Clearly, you're not capable of serving me with your dick. Next time, I'll have you use a dildo instead.” He struck him with so much force, Reita cried out, the sound going straight to Ruki's dick. “Or maybe I'll just use your mouth. You're still good as a fuckhole, right?”
Reita nodded, toes curling when he was spanked again. “I'm sorry, Sir, please let me make it up to you.”
“Patience, whore. I have to discipline you first. Spread your legs.” Ruki grinned when Reita obeyed immediately, running his hand over his ass, down between his thighs, gripping his balls. He tightened the pressure until Reita whimpered, squeezing them painfully and delighting in the way he went abruptly still in his hold. “These are the real problem, hm? You can't control yourself with all that testosterone, is that it?”
“Remove them, Sir.” Reita didn't know where that came from, but his head was swimming, and he swore his dick was getting hard again just at the way Ruki held his balls. It wasn't something he'd fantasised about before, but right then, the idea of Ruki castrating him just because it was convenient turned him on like fuck. He wanted to give total control to Ruki, be the very embodiment of an object for him, and luckily, it seemed Ruki picked up on that.
“You're right, I could do that. But I do enjoy making you eat your own cum, and I don't want to risk losing that.” While he spoke, Ruki carefully kneaded Reita's balls with his hand, listening to the sounds he made, the sharp intakes of breath, the shaky exhales. “Besides, it's so much fun to do this.” It was the only warning he gave before raising his hand and bringing it down on Reita's balls, hard enough that he screamed, legs closing involuntarily. “Spread them, and don't make me tell you again.”
Reita nodded and pushed his legs apart, forcing himself to keep them open while Ruki slapped his balls, each hit making him wince. Tears were spilling again, the pain breathtaking, and he sobbed and cried while spank after spank landed on his poor scrotum. It was almost too much to be enjoyable, but not quite, and Reita was sure Ruki would feel his boner pressing against his thigh, excited at the prospect of being berated for enjoying his punishment.
“At least you take pain well, bitch.” Ruki chuckled when Reita moaned, curling his hand into a fist and lightly punching his balls, having to grab his hip to keep him from falling off his lap. “Aw, poor thing, are your balls sensitive? Does it hurt?” Reita nodded, crying out when Ruki hit him again. “Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if you hadn't gone and climaxed earlier like a disobedient, overexcited puppy.”
“I'm sorry, Sir.” Reita's voice shook with sobs, tears and snot dripping down his face, and he flinched when Ruki grabbed his ass, surprised at how gentle he was. He dug his fingers into Reita's sensitive flesh, squeezing and massaging, and compared to the earlier hits, it barely hurt at all. Now that his arms were no longer pinned to his back, Reita let them drop to the ground in front of him, placing his palms flat on the floor and just enjoying the way Ruki groped him.
At least until his hair was gripped and his head pulled back, another sharp smack landing on his balls, his thighs trembling with the urge to close, to protect his vulnerable scrotum. He kept them spread wide through sheer force of will, flinching when Ruki lightly tapped his sack with a couple of fingers, a blush spreading across his cheeks. He had to be quite the sight, bent over Ruki's lap, neck craned backward and tears rolling down his cheeks as he offered himself up to be hurt. He kind of wished they had a mirror next to the bed so he could see himself, Ruki holding him still and spanking him like an unruly brat.
His palm connected with Reita's balls again, harder this time, and his entire body jerked, a cry wrenching itself from his throat. His sack was burning with pain, every hard slap causing another round of sobs, and Reita wondered if his body wasn't running out of fluids yet. His tears plopped down to the floor between his hands, and he barely heard Ruki's voice over the sound of his own whimpering. “What's your purpose?”
“To serve.” Reita hiccuped, swallowing down his cries and the lump in his throat. “To be a useful toy for Sir.” His voice rose to a higher pitch when Ruki punched his sack again, his entire body trembling while he wailed. It hurt so fucking good, every hit reminding him of the power Ruki had over him, and just how much he loved him. It was exactly what Reita needed, and even though his ass and balls were throbbing with pain, his dick was ready to shoot again, dripping precum down Ruki's leg.
“Luckily for you, making you cry always gets me really fucking hard.” Ruki shoved Reita off his lap, moaning at the way he quickly scrambled into a kneeling position, despite how it must have hurt landing on the floor on his sore ass. "Hands and knees, fuckup." Reita shuddered, but did as he was told, pressing his forehead to the floor and closing his eyes when the weight of Ruki's foot settled on his back. "You really are beneath me. I don't know why I've put up with you all this time. You're a disgraceful failure."
He knew he shouldn't moan, but he couldn't help it, the disgusted tone Ruki was using with him, the degrading pet names, all of it was making his mind foggy with need. And even though he knew it was all dirty talk, Reita couldn't help how much he loved the fantasy, the idea of having to earn the privilege of being with Ruki, serving him. “I'm sorry for disappointing you, Sir.”
“You know I don't care for apologies.” Reita nodded, biting his lip before he apologised for apologising. “The next time I graciously grant you permission to serve me with your dick, if I ever decide you're worthy of a second chance, you will do better, isn't that right?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“On your back.” He used his foot to nudge Reita's cheek, and he was quick to shift around, blushing when Ruki grabbed his ankle and yanked him closer. “Get me off using nothing but your feet, and I might forgive you.”
Reita didn't dare test his luck by requesting permission to touch him, so he rested his arms along his side, wiggling closer. Ruki's dick was beautiful, and Reita gently caressed it with his foot, feeling how warm it was against his sole. It was a little hard to balance, and when Reita raised his other leg as well, trapping Ruki's dick between his feet, he realised it was going to take a lot of effort to actually get him off like this. Even just holding his legs in the air at this angle was straining enough, jerking Ruki's dick in a hopefully satisfactory way without losing his balance was nearly impossible.
“Hey.” Ruki snapped his fingers to get his attention. “Eyes up here. Break one more rule, I'll chain you to the toilet and leave you there.”
Reita nodded grudgingly, clamping his jaw shut and concentrating on keeping the rhythm with his feet. Not being able to watch what he was doing made it harder, but there was no way he was going to fail to satisfy Ruki a second time in one evening. He doubted Ruki would actually leave him in the bathroom overnight on their anniversary, especially not after the promise of dessert, but the threat wasn't even necessary. Reita was nothing if not stubborn, and now that he'd been given an order, he would be damned if he didn't fulfil it.
Up, down, up, down, Reita finally managed to rock his body in a way that seemed to work. Ruki was moaning, at least, though it was impossible to know whether it was from the physical sensations or just the sweat dripping down Reita's temples and the agony on his face. Knowing Ruki, it was probably an even split between both. He always seemed to cum that much harder when Reita was suffering for his pleasure, either directly or indirectly.
Today was no different, it seemed. Maybe it was because Ruki's orgasm had been delayed for so long, or maybe Reita was more skilled with his feet than he knew. Either way, it didn't take long before Ruki grabbed Reita's ankle in one hand, stroking his cock with the other, angling them so his cum spattered the sole of his foot.
Reita put his feet together, almost like a bowl for Ruki to fill, and his stomach fluttered excitedly at the appreciative groan he received. Ruki's thumb pressed into the ball of his foot painfully, and he winced, curling his toes involuntarily. The sensation of cum sliding over his feet was almost ticklish, but Reita dug his fingers into his thighs and held still, letting Ruki use him as both spank material and a cumrag at the same time.
“This view is fucking amazing.” Ruki licked his lips, watching Reita with hungry eyes, taking in the sight of him. Reita's legs were trembling, aching, but before he got so tired he had to lower them, Ruki took some pity on him and held them in place with his hands. He leaned down, running his tongue from Reita's heel to his toes, mixing the cum with saliva and smearing it all over. Reita's breath hitched, and the sound seemed to set off something in Ruki, because he growled and clamped his teeth around his foot, biting down until he winced.
Ruki let go of his legs and stood up, and Reita stretched out on the floor, going completely rigid when a foot pressed down on his throat. He glanced up to meet Ruki's eyes, shuddering at the way he looked down at him, heart beating harder in his chest. Ruki leaned more weight on his leg, and Reita's lips parted, his breathing growing faint, but he didn't try to push him away. “If you're gonna act like a bitch, I'm gonna treat you like a fucking bitch.”
Reita's stomach fluttered, Ruki's words nowhere near deterring. “That's not much incentive for me to not act like a bitch, Sir.”
“Pathetic slut.” Ruki rolled his eyes, but he couldn't quite mask the grin that curled his lips when he turned away, grabbing his clothes and heading back to the dining room.
It wasn't until later, after they'd finished their movie and got into bed that Ruki brought it back up again, whispering into Reita's ear, chest pressed against his back and one arm curled around his waist. “You've been boxing for too long. You need some more leg days.”
“You know boxing depends on good footwork, right?” Reita didn't bother opening his eyes, just pushed back against Ruki's chest, mumbling softly. “I just wasn't expecting to have to get you off with my feet alone.”
“Sometimes you might have to plan ahead before you can't think at all.”
Ruki's sentence ended in a soft whisper, sending a shudder down Reita's spine that he was sure he felt with how he was practically draped over him at that point. “I wasn't complaining.”
“Mm, I know.” Ruki hummed, nipping at Reita's neck with his teeth. “But next time, don't try to lie to me.”
“I didn't-” Reita started, interrupting himself with a yelp when Ruki's teeth dug into the skin just below his jaw, whining softly. He reached up to bury his fingers in Ruki's hair, gripping it tightly, trying and failing to muffle his needy moan. “Didn't mean to lie.”
Ruki snorted, pulling away from his neck so he could speak. “Maybe not the part about serving me, but do you remember what I asked you before that? Did you really think you could get away with pretending not to be eager to get to fuck me?”
“Oh, that.” Reita blushed, turning his head and rubbing his cheek against the pillow. “I didn't want to be impatient, but I should have been honest instead of pretending I had it under control and ending up disappointing both of us, sorry.”
“Better.” Ruki rewarded him with more gentle nibbles and bites to his skin. “But you didn't disappoint me. I figured you weren't going to last, and punishing you is too much fun for me to resist when you make it so fucking easy.”
Reita tried to raise his knee to try to cover his crotch, but Ruki wasn't having it. Nails bit into his thigh, pulling his leg back and exposing Reita's half-hard dick, and Ruki lifted his head enough to see it, the grin seeping into his voice. “What's this, getting excited? Is it enough for me to mention punishment for you to get hard? No wonder you cum so easily.”
“Ngh, Ruki.” Reita clenched his eyes shut, gasping when Ruki's mouth descended on his neck again, sucking his skin between his lips until he cried out. “Fuck, you're gonna leave a mark.”
Ruki's deep chuckle rumbled through his shoulder, his hand closing around Reita's dick and starting to stroke it. “I'm just making sure everyone knows you're just an object.” He gripped Reita's hair with his free hand, yanking his head back forcefully and pressing his teeth against his throat. “Just a thing to be used, hurt, slapped around, toyed with.”
“May I please cum?” Reita figured it was best to ask before he didn't have the breath to speak anymore, which was going to happen sooner rather than later with the way Ruki was jerking him. In fact, he was being way too efficient, finding the right pressure and perfect rhythm to make Reita hazy, especially coupled with the tight grip on his hair and how he was still sucking bruises into his neck. “Sir, please!”
The desperate tremble of his voice drew a deep moan from Ruki, and he detached himself from his neck long enough to speak. “Do it, cum for me.” He bit down hard as soon as he finished giving the command, and it was all it took. Reita whimpered through gritted teeth, rocking his hips as much as he could against Ruki's hand, spilling his cum over the sheets. Ruki was generous enough to keep stroking, milking him dry until Reita shuddered and nudged his hand away.
He kept nibbling on his neck while Reita panted heavily, nipping and sucking gently, the hand in his hair now massaging his head rather than tugging painfully. “Thanks.” Reita licked his lips, tilting his head and opening his eyes to meet Ruki's gaze. “Want me to suck you off?”
Ruki hummed, smiling down at him and stroking his hand over his thigh, up to rest on his hip. “Thanks, but I'm still good from earlier.”
“You really do like punishing me, huh?” Reita's grin turned cheeky, and Ruki rolled his eyes.
“No.” He leaned down until their noses brushed, nipping at Reita's lips, digging his fingers into his hip. “I fucking love it.”
“I love you.” Reita closed the distance between them, closing his eyes and kissing Ruki with as much passion as he could muster, considering he was still struggling to catch his breath. When he eventually pulled back, Ruki lay back down again, pulling him back against him and draping his leg over him.
“I love you, too. Happy anniversary.”
Chapter: Part 14 of Strange Desires, but can be read as standalone
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: Ruki/Reita
Genre: Smut
Rating: 18+
Content: M/M, BDSM, humiliation, domestic fluff if you squint, humiliation, analingus, anal sex, denial, premature ejaculation, punishment, impact play, painplay, CBT, dacryphilia, foot fetish, stepping, biting
Summary: The happy couple celebrates seven years together with a romantic evening that quickly turns kinky when Ruki finds an opportunity to satisfy Reita's love of punishment
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Word count: 5,586
Comment: This follows shortly after the previous part and takes place sometime in the second half of 2020. While in the story they got together in 2013, the first part of this fic was posted in 2014, 9 years and one day ago (or two days, depending on how nitpicky you wanna be about timezones and midnight), so in a way, it's a double anniversary (it's wild how time flies. I feel old).
As usual with this series, you can read it in order, or as a standalone oneshot
“Happy anniversary, my love.” Ruki placed his hands on Reita's shoulders, rubbing his thumbs into his back gently.
Reita hummed, leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes. “Happy anniversary.”
“Seven years together as partners, and thrice that as friends. Time flies.” Ruki bent down, kissing the top of Reita's head lovingly, smiling when his hand settled on top of his.
“Don't remind me. We're getting older.”
Ruki gave a soft laugh, slapping Reita's shoulder. “Don't say it like that.”
“How should I say it?”
“The fans say we're 'approaching milf age', whatever that means.”
“It means you're a great cook.” As if to illustrate, Reita rubbed his stomach, looking over the table and all the food they hadn't managed to finish. “We'll have leftovers for days.”
“Excellent, then we won't have to cook tomorrow.” Ruki got up with a final squeeze to Reita's shoulders, grabbing their empty plates. “So, I take it you're not ready for dessert?”
Reita groaned at the thought. “You're trying to kill me.”
“Well, it's not like we're going to have any lives this year, anyway. Nobody would know if you gained a kilogram or two of fat and not just muscle.”
“I would know.” Reita started helping Ruki clear the table, finding containers for the stuff that needed to go in the fridge and piling the plates into the dishwasher. “What if we have dessert while we watch that movie later?”
“I think that's a great idea,” Ruki said, licking his lips at the sight of Reita bending over the dishwasher. He couldn't resist smacking his ass in passing, continuing before Reita had time to say anything. “In the meantime, I know how we could burn some extra calories and make room for more.”
Reita grinned at that, closing the distance between them and pressing his lips to Ruki's. What started as a sweet kiss quickly turned passionate when Ruki's hands rested on Reita's waist, Reita in turn slinging his arm around Ruki's neck. Their lips met again and again in a series of hot kisses, until eventually Reita pulled away with a smug grin. “What, are you proposing a boxing match?”
“If that's the type of rigorous physical exercise you'd rather be engaging in right now, I'll go get the sparring mitts.”
“You're perfect, but I'm only kidding. You should definitely fuck me.”
“Oh, you've finally decided to surrender your pride and hole?” Ruki swiped his tongue over his top lip, tipping his head back ever so slightly while his hands slid down to Reita's ass, squeezing it firmly.
“Didn't mean it quite that literally,” Reita said, though he didn't let Ruki's teasing get to him. If they hadn't been together for seven years, he might have fallen for the ruse, but as it were, he just grinned and pushed his hips back, enjoying the shameless groping. “And it's really not a matter of pride.”
“I suppose you're right about that. You do love it when I emasculate you.”
Reita turned his head and stared at the wall, trying to avoid blushing. “Ruki.”
“No, you're right, it's unfair of me to pretend you don't love it when I strip you of your pride, humiliate and debase you.” Reita drew a quick breath, his eyes widening ever so slightly, and Ruki's wicked grin seeped into his voice. “Just me talking about it turns you on, huh? You like being reminded of how pathetic you are?”
Before Ruki could keep talking, Reita's lips closed over his, distracting him with another slow kiss. He pressed his body even closer to Ruki's, grinding his hips and letting him feel how his dirty talk was affecting him. When they pulled apart, Reita was quick to speak, slightly out of breath. “Bedroom, now.”
“Mm, bossy.” Ruki gave Reita's ass another squeeze for good measure.
“I just want you so badly.”
“Can't wait, huh? I know the feeling.” Ruki raised Reita's arms over his shoulders, nudging him to hang on. He gripped Reita's thighs firmly, taking him by surprise by lifting his legs and hooking them around his waist. “Let's get going, then.”
Reita buried his face in Ruki's neck, the blush on his cheeks flaring up again, but he had to admit, it felt pretty nice being carried like that. “When did you get this ripped?”
“Turns out your high pain tolerance is good for something. Spanking you is a workout in and of itself.”
“Right, and it's got nothing to do with all the sparring I make you do for me since I haven't seen my boxing coach in forever.” Reita kissed Ruki's neck sweetly, surprised he barely had to do anything to keep from falling.
“'Make me', huh?”
“Which, by the way, I'm endlessly grateful for.”
“Damn right you are.” Ruki set Reita down on the bed, pulling his shirt over his head, bopping his nose after discarding it.
Reita reached up to undo Ruki's jeans, sliding them slowly down his legs along with boxers, leaning in to kiss his hip. “Lie down on your back for me?”
Ruki hummed an affirmative, tossing his shirt aside while Reita got the rest of his clothes off, getting up on the bed and lying down with his head on the pillows. Reita crawled after him, the grin on his lips making Ruki laugh. “If I didn't know any better, I'd say you look like you're about to devour me.”
“You're actually not far off.” Reita licked his lips, and Ruki raised an eyebrow, bending his knees and resting his feet on the mattress, spreading them to give Reita all the room he might need.
“Go on, then. Eat me.” He watched as Reita settled on his stomach, hands caressing Ruki's thighs, moving slowly up almost to his knees, then back down. He repeated the motion a few times, shot him a wink, and spread Ruki's cheeks apart, leaning in to kiss his hole.
“Oh.” It wasn't what Ruki had expected, but fuck, was it a delicious surprise, especially when he dragged his tongue slowly up his cleft, slicking him with his saliva. “Oh,” he said again, more breathless now, letting it morph into a sigh as he raised his arms, sprawling them out on the pillows.
“Glad you're enjoying it.” Reita gave another long lick, savouring the soft hum Ruki rewarded him with, shifting so he could rest his elbows on the mattress comfortably while still holding Ruki spread out. The sounds he made was more than enough incentive for Reita to keep going, especially when his toes curled just slightly. Bringing Ruki pleasure was a privilege, as far as Reita was concerned, and he curled his fingers around Ruki's cock and stroked him from base to tip slowly.
Reita's cock was hard between his legs, eager to be buried inside Ruki, and with every press of his tongue against that tight hole, the need only grew. He didn't let his impatience show, lapping enthusiastically at his entrance, moaning at how heavy Ruki's cock was in his hand. His lips closed around the rim, and he made sure to slurp hungrily while he practically made out with his ass, pleased when Ruki hummed appreciatively.
“You're such an eager slut,” Ruki said in his characteristically gruff voice, and Reita shuddered in delight, pulling away to take a deep breath. He prodded at the hole with the tip of his tongue, gliding his hand over Ruki's cock in languid strokes, doing his best to earn his praise. There was just something so hot about eating Ruki's ass, both the physical aspects of laving his tongue over his hole as well as the mental impact of burying his face in his cleft, the act humiliating in itself due to deeply ingrained stigma. He was almost disappointed when Ruki nudged him away. “Get the lube.”
“Yes, Sir.” He smiled when he crawled across the bed to get the bottle from the nightstand, pouring a generous amount into Ruki's hand when he held it out. “May I lube up, as well?”
“You mean 'may I touch myself'.” Ruki grinned knowingly, and Reita didn't look away, though his cheeks heated up. Watching Ruki prepare himself was always incredibly hot, and he couldn't help if he wanted some kind of physical stimulation in the meantime. Just the sight of Ruki trailing his hand down his body, past his dick, between his legs, was already making it hard to concentrate. “No.”
He hated how much he loved hearing that word from Ruki. His heart did a somersault in his chest, sending a shiver down his spine, ending in his dick, only making the denial more impactful. He rested his hands on his thighs obediently, watching Ruki push a finger into himself, though he was quick to lift his gaze when he noticed he was being watched. In their seven years together, the ground rules hadn't changed. No touching without permission, no cumming without permission, no speaking out of turn, and always maintain eye contact when possible. Some might consider them harsh rules, but Reita liked them, both having them and having the opportunity to disobey.
He was pretty good at them by now. Meeting Ruki's eyes was second nature, and not looking away sometimes intensified a scene, particularly when humiliation was involved. At the same time, if he wanted to be slapped, hurt, punished somehow, all he had to do was break the eye contact. It was tempting when Ruki moaned softly, the urge to glance down and watch his finger disappear into his hole growing stronger, but he kept his eyes locked with Ruki's, his breathing even, his hands on his legs.
Even never getting to prep Ruki was an aspect of their relationship Reita had grown to love. Some days, he ached for it, dreamed of pushing his fingers into him, rubbing his prostate, bringing Ruki to orgasm with his hands alone, but again the allure of denial was too good. He did what Ruki wanted of him, and only that, nothing more. If Ruki wanted to take his sweet time preparing himself, thrusting just one finger in and out in a seemingly endless cycle, Reita would wait.
Ruki added a second finger, laughing breathlessly at the look on Reita's face. “What's the matter, pet? Getting impatient?”
“No, Sir.”
“Don't lie, I know you can't wait to be inside me.” Ruki moved his fingers a little faster, and Reita couldn't help but smile, realising he wasn't the only one who was excited for what came next.
“I'm merely Sir's toy, I exist to serve.”
“Are you, now?” Ruki grinned deviously, his voice carrying a hint of threat that had Reita's stomach fluttering with anticipation. “Get me the lube.”
Reita's eyes widened, but he didn't question the order, picking up the bottle and holding it out to Ruki, who sat up to take it. He uncapped it and held it above Reita's dick, letting the slick substance drizzle out over it, making sure to get it all around as much as he could without touching him. The sensation almost tickled, and Reita groaned in frustration, gripping his thighs tightly to keep from moving. “I'm sorry, Sir.”
“What for?” Ruki leaned closer, the smile on his lips contrasting his sharp gaze. “It's not like you lied to me, right?”
Reita wasn't sure how to respond, biting his lip nervously and staying as still as he could. Sure, he wanted Ruki's ass around his dick, but he could wait. Serving Ruki was higher up on his list of priorities than getting off, and he nodded carefully, deciding to stand by his words. Ruki smiled, brushing their lips together in something almost reminiscent of a kiss, before pulling back and turning around.
He moved onto his knees and elbows, grabbing a pillow and tucking it under his head, making himself comfortable and spreading his legs. His hole was right there, tight and enticing, glistening slightly with lube, and now Reita could stare at it all he wanted, his reverie only interrupted by Ruki's voice. “Get into position, but without touching me or yourself.”
Reita furrowed his brows, but he hesitantly replied with “Yes, Sir,” shifting up on his knees and moving closer. His dick brushed against Ruki's ass and he nearly moaned, clenching his jaw shut and letting his arms hang limply at his sides, lining up as best he could. Ruki leaned back enough to press his ass against Reita's boner, not seeming to care that he was smearing lube all over his cleft.
As the seconds ticked by and turned into minutes, Reita started trembling, the need to move his hips growing, and he realised what Ruki was doing. Fine, so maybe Reita didn't have the endless patience of a sex machine, who could blame him, with that beautiful ass presented to him like that? He had the gorgeous view of Ruki's arched back, his perfect hips, all while his own dick slid along the cleft of his ass. Could he really be blamed for wanting to push inside it already? Ruki continued rubbing up against him until Reita thought he might explode, then shifted his head to the side so his cheek was resting on the pillow and he could bark a single order. “Tip in.”
It took him a second to realise what Ruki said, and even then, he was still confused. Cautiously, waiting to see if Ruki would tell him not to use his hands, he reached for his dick, gripping it lightly and guiding it to the entrance. He leaned forward and applied gradual pressure, moaning when the head of his dick slipped into Ruki's ass, only barely managing to stop there. No new command followed, so he remained still, despite how his body shuddered, desperate with desire to buck his hips forward and bury himself to the hilt.
Was Ruki truly unaffected by all this teasing? His expression was impossible to read, but he wasn't moving, wasn't trembling the way Reita was, and his breathing was soft, unhurried. After what must have been an eternity and then some, Ruki looked up and grinned, finally giving the command. “Alright, fuck me.”
Reita nearly collapsed on top of him, leaning forward and pushing inside him until his hips were flush against his ass, placing his hands on the mattress on either side of Ruki. He hadn't been given permission to touch him, and he wasn't about to take any chances, so he gripped the sheets for leverage when he started moving, thrusting deep into Ruki, unable to hold back his moans. He grunted when fingers gripped his hair and pulled him down, closing his eyes and enjoying the taste of Ruki's lips, letting himself be kissed, unable to do much else.
It was like his mind went blank, his thoughts focused on nothing but Ruki's ass and how it felt around his dick every time he moved. He was pressed against Ruki's body, and all he managed was steady rolls of his hips, but Ruki was moaning into the kiss, rocking back against him, and that was all that mattered. The hand not buried in his hair sought out his, tangling their fingers together while he sucked on Reita's tongue.
He had to break the kiss eventually, but even then, he didn't manage to push himself up. Instead, he rested his cheek against Ruki's, moaning along with him and thrusting as best he could. In, out, in, out, Reita tried his best to find an angle and a rhythm that Ruki liked, but his concentration was fading, and his movements lacked finesse. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't pull himself back from the edge, and he felt Ruki grin a second before he clenched his ass around him, hard.
Reita lost it with a startled moan, hips jerking, balls drawing up, and he spilled his cum into Ruki helplessly. The embarrassment of cumming so fast was rivalled only by the disappointment of not being able to satisfy Ruki, and he clenched his eyes shut, tears slipping down his cheeks. “I'm so sorry, Sir.”
Ruki turned his head, lips brushing against Reita's ear, whispering softly. “Get down.” Reita scrambled to move, pushing up and pulling out of Ruki, moving off the bed and kneeling on the floor. It took him a moment before he managed to meet Ruki's eyes, his own full of apology and regret, and he was surprised to find no anger or disappointment reflected back at him. In fact, Ruki seemed almost smug, and when he sat down on the edge of the bed and patted his thighs, Reita eagerly got up and leaned over his lap, making himself comfortable and wiping away his tears.
Ruki pulled Reita's arms behind his back, gripping his wrists in his left hand and running the other over his ass, grinning when he flinched. “You're just my toy, huh? You exist to serve me?”
“I'm sorry, Sir,” Reita started, his sentence ending in a groan when Ruki smacked his ass, and he quickly shut up.
“How will you serve me if you can't last longer than that?” Ruki raised his hand and brought it down on Reita's ass again, first the left cheek, then the right, adding more force with each slap. “Useless, pathetic bitch. What good are you to me as a premature ejaculator?”
Even though he knew Ruki was just taunting him, forcing him to eat his own words, so to speak, Reita did feel bad. Especially considering how his body reacted to the punishment, how every strike from Ruki's hand seemed to bring a spark of desire, his words igniting something in Reita. He should be worshipping Ruki, begging for permission to make up for his mistake and bring him to orgasm, but instead, he was writhing and moaning in Ruki's lap, hazy with pleasure.
“Clearly, you're not capable of serving me with your dick. Next time, I'll have you use a dildo instead.” He struck him with so much force, Reita cried out, the sound going straight to Ruki's dick. “Or maybe I'll just use your mouth. You're still good as a fuckhole, right?”
Reita nodded, toes curling when he was spanked again. “I'm sorry, Sir, please let me make it up to you.”
“Patience, whore. I have to discipline you first. Spread your legs.” Ruki grinned when Reita obeyed immediately, running his hand over his ass, down between his thighs, gripping his balls. He tightened the pressure until Reita whimpered, squeezing them painfully and delighting in the way he went abruptly still in his hold. “These are the real problem, hm? You can't control yourself with all that testosterone, is that it?”
“Remove them, Sir.” Reita didn't know where that came from, but his head was swimming, and he swore his dick was getting hard again just at the way Ruki held his balls. It wasn't something he'd fantasised about before, but right then, the idea of Ruki castrating him just because it was convenient turned him on like fuck. He wanted to give total control to Ruki, be the very embodiment of an object for him, and luckily, it seemed Ruki picked up on that.
“You're right, I could do that. But I do enjoy making you eat your own cum, and I don't want to risk losing that.” While he spoke, Ruki carefully kneaded Reita's balls with his hand, listening to the sounds he made, the sharp intakes of breath, the shaky exhales. “Besides, it's so much fun to do this.” It was the only warning he gave before raising his hand and bringing it down on Reita's balls, hard enough that he screamed, legs closing involuntarily. “Spread them, and don't make me tell you again.”
Reita nodded and pushed his legs apart, forcing himself to keep them open while Ruki slapped his balls, each hit making him wince. Tears were spilling again, the pain breathtaking, and he sobbed and cried while spank after spank landed on his poor scrotum. It was almost too much to be enjoyable, but not quite, and Reita was sure Ruki would feel his boner pressing against his thigh, excited at the prospect of being berated for enjoying his punishment.
“At least you take pain well, bitch.” Ruki chuckled when Reita moaned, curling his hand into a fist and lightly punching his balls, having to grab his hip to keep him from falling off his lap. “Aw, poor thing, are your balls sensitive? Does it hurt?” Reita nodded, crying out when Ruki hit him again. “Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if you hadn't gone and climaxed earlier like a disobedient, overexcited puppy.”
“I'm sorry, Sir.” Reita's voice shook with sobs, tears and snot dripping down his face, and he flinched when Ruki grabbed his ass, surprised at how gentle he was. He dug his fingers into Reita's sensitive flesh, squeezing and massaging, and compared to the earlier hits, it barely hurt at all. Now that his arms were no longer pinned to his back, Reita let them drop to the ground in front of him, placing his palms flat on the floor and just enjoying the way Ruki groped him.
At least until his hair was gripped and his head pulled back, another sharp smack landing on his balls, his thighs trembling with the urge to close, to protect his vulnerable scrotum. He kept them spread wide through sheer force of will, flinching when Ruki lightly tapped his sack with a couple of fingers, a blush spreading across his cheeks. He had to be quite the sight, bent over Ruki's lap, neck craned backward and tears rolling down his cheeks as he offered himself up to be hurt. He kind of wished they had a mirror next to the bed so he could see himself, Ruki holding him still and spanking him like an unruly brat.
His palm connected with Reita's balls again, harder this time, and his entire body jerked, a cry wrenching itself from his throat. His sack was burning with pain, every hard slap causing another round of sobs, and Reita wondered if his body wasn't running out of fluids yet. His tears plopped down to the floor between his hands, and he barely heard Ruki's voice over the sound of his own whimpering. “What's your purpose?”
“To serve.” Reita hiccuped, swallowing down his cries and the lump in his throat. “To be a useful toy for Sir.” His voice rose to a higher pitch when Ruki punched his sack again, his entire body trembling while he wailed. It hurt so fucking good, every hit reminding him of the power Ruki had over him, and just how much he loved him. It was exactly what Reita needed, and even though his ass and balls were throbbing with pain, his dick was ready to shoot again, dripping precum down Ruki's leg.
“Luckily for you, making you cry always gets me really fucking hard.” Ruki shoved Reita off his lap, moaning at the way he quickly scrambled into a kneeling position, despite how it must have hurt landing on the floor on his sore ass. "Hands and knees, fuckup." Reita shuddered, but did as he was told, pressing his forehead to the floor and closing his eyes when the weight of Ruki's foot settled on his back. "You really are beneath me. I don't know why I've put up with you all this time. You're a disgraceful failure."
He knew he shouldn't moan, but he couldn't help it, the disgusted tone Ruki was using with him, the degrading pet names, all of it was making his mind foggy with need. And even though he knew it was all dirty talk, Reita couldn't help how much he loved the fantasy, the idea of having to earn the privilege of being with Ruki, serving him. “I'm sorry for disappointing you, Sir.”
“You know I don't care for apologies.” Reita nodded, biting his lip before he apologised for apologising. “The next time I graciously grant you permission to serve me with your dick, if I ever decide you're worthy of a second chance, you will do better, isn't that right?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“On your back.” He used his foot to nudge Reita's cheek, and he was quick to shift around, blushing when Ruki grabbed his ankle and yanked him closer. “Get me off using nothing but your feet, and I might forgive you.”
Reita didn't dare test his luck by requesting permission to touch him, so he rested his arms along his side, wiggling closer. Ruki's dick was beautiful, and Reita gently caressed it with his foot, feeling how warm it was against his sole. It was a little hard to balance, and when Reita raised his other leg as well, trapping Ruki's dick between his feet, he realised it was going to take a lot of effort to actually get him off like this. Even just holding his legs in the air at this angle was straining enough, jerking Ruki's dick in a hopefully satisfactory way without losing his balance was nearly impossible.
“Hey.” Ruki snapped his fingers to get his attention. “Eyes up here. Break one more rule, I'll chain you to the toilet and leave you there.”
Reita nodded grudgingly, clamping his jaw shut and concentrating on keeping the rhythm with his feet. Not being able to watch what he was doing made it harder, but there was no way he was going to fail to satisfy Ruki a second time in one evening. He doubted Ruki would actually leave him in the bathroom overnight on their anniversary, especially not after the promise of dessert, but the threat wasn't even necessary. Reita was nothing if not stubborn, and now that he'd been given an order, he would be damned if he didn't fulfil it.
Up, down, up, down, Reita finally managed to rock his body in a way that seemed to work. Ruki was moaning, at least, though it was impossible to know whether it was from the physical sensations or just the sweat dripping down Reita's temples and the agony on his face. Knowing Ruki, it was probably an even split between both. He always seemed to cum that much harder when Reita was suffering for his pleasure, either directly or indirectly.
Today was no different, it seemed. Maybe it was because Ruki's orgasm had been delayed for so long, or maybe Reita was more skilled with his feet than he knew. Either way, it didn't take long before Ruki grabbed Reita's ankle in one hand, stroking his cock with the other, angling them so his cum spattered the sole of his foot.
Reita put his feet together, almost like a bowl for Ruki to fill, and his stomach fluttered excitedly at the appreciative groan he received. Ruki's thumb pressed into the ball of his foot painfully, and he winced, curling his toes involuntarily. The sensation of cum sliding over his feet was almost ticklish, but Reita dug his fingers into his thighs and held still, letting Ruki use him as both spank material and a cumrag at the same time.
“This view is fucking amazing.” Ruki licked his lips, watching Reita with hungry eyes, taking in the sight of him. Reita's legs were trembling, aching, but before he got so tired he had to lower them, Ruki took some pity on him and held them in place with his hands. He leaned down, running his tongue from Reita's heel to his toes, mixing the cum with saliva and smearing it all over. Reita's breath hitched, and the sound seemed to set off something in Ruki, because he growled and clamped his teeth around his foot, biting down until he winced.
Ruki let go of his legs and stood up, and Reita stretched out on the floor, going completely rigid when a foot pressed down on his throat. He glanced up to meet Ruki's eyes, shuddering at the way he looked down at him, heart beating harder in his chest. Ruki leaned more weight on his leg, and Reita's lips parted, his breathing growing faint, but he didn't try to push him away. “If you're gonna act like a bitch, I'm gonna treat you like a fucking bitch.”
Reita's stomach fluttered, Ruki's words nowhere near deterring. “That's not much incentive for me to not act like a bitch, Sir.”
“Pathetic slut.” Ruki rolled his eyes, but he couldn't quite mask the grin that curled his lips when he turned away, grabbing his clothes and heading back to the dining room.
It wasn't until later, after they'd finished their movie and got into bed that Ruki brought it back up again, whispering into Reita's ear, chest pressed against his back and one arm curled around his waist. “You've been boxing for too long. You need some more leg days.”
“You know boxing depends on good footwork, right?” Reita didn't bother opening his eyes, just pushed back against Ruki's chest, mumbling softly. “I just wasn't expecting to have to get you off with my feet alone.”
“Sometimes you might have to plan ahead before you can't think at all.”
Ruki's sentence ended in a soft whisper, sending a shudder down Reita's spine that he was sure he felt with how he was practically draped over him at that point. “I wasn't complaining.”
“Mm, I know.” Ruki hummed, nipping at Reita's neck with his teeth. “But next time, don't try to lie to me.”
“I didn't-” Reita started, interrupting himself with a yelp when Ruki's teeth dug into the skin just below his jaw, whining softly. He reached up to bury his fingers in Ruki's hair, gripping it tightly, trying and failing to muffle his needy moan. “Didn't mean to lie.”
Ruki snorted, pulling away from his neck so he could speak. “Maybe not the part about serving me, but do you remember what I asked you before that? Did you really think you could get away with pretending not to be eager to get to fuck me?”
“Oh, that.” Reita blushed, turning his head and rubbing his cheek against the pillow. “I didn't want to be impatient, but I should have been honest instead of pretending I had it under control and ending up disappointing both of us, sorry.”
“Better.” Ruki rewarded him with more gentle nibbles and bites to his skin. “But you didn't disappoint me. I figured you weren't going to last, and punishing you is too much fun for me to resist when you make it so fucking easy.”
Reita tried to raise his knee to try to cover his crotch, but Ruki wasn't having it. Nails bit into his thigh, pulling his leg back and exposing Reita's half-hard dick, and Ruki lifted his head enough to see it, the grin seeping into his voice. “What's this, getting excited? Is it enough for me to mention punishment for you to get hard? No wonder you cum so easily.”
“Ngh, Ruki.” Reita clenched his eyes shut, gasping when Ruki's mouth descended on his neck again, sucking his skin between his lips until he cried out. “Fuck, you're gonna leave a mark.”
Ruki's deep chuckle rumbled through his shoulder, his hand closing around Reita's dick and starting to stroke it. “I'm just making sure everyone knows you're just an object.” He gripped Reita's hair with his free hand, yanking his head back forcefully and pressing his teeth against his throat. “Just a thing to be used, hurt, slapped around, toyed with.”
“May I please cum?” Reita figured it was best to ask before he didn't have the breath to speak anymore, which was going to happen sooner rather than later with the way Ruki was jerking him. In fact, he was being way too efficient, finding the right pressure and perfect rhythm to make Reita hazy, especially coupled with the tight grip on his hair and how he was still sucking bruises into his neck. “Sir, please!”
The desperate tremble of his voice drew a deep moan from Ruki, and he detached himself from his neck long enough to speak. “Do it, cum for me.” He bit down hard as soon as he finished giving the command, and it was all it took. Reita whimpered through gritted teeth, rocking his hips as much as he could against Ruki's hand, spilling his cum over the sheets. Ruki was generous enough to keep stroking, milking him dry until Reita shuddered and nudged his hand away.
He kept nibbling on his neck while Reita panted heavily, nipping and sucking gently, the hand in his hair now massaging his head rather than tugging painfully. “Thanks.” Reita licked his lips, tilting his head and opening his eyes to meet Ruki's gaze. “Want me to suck you off?”
Ruki hummed, smiling down at him and stroking his hand over his thigh, up to rest on his hip. “Thanks, but I'm still good from earlier.”
“You really do like punishing me, huh?” Reita's grin turned cheeky, and Ruki rolled his eyes.
“No.” He leaned down until their noses brushed, nipping at Reita's lips, digging his fingers into his hip. “I fucking love it.”
“I love you.” Reita closed the distance between them, closing his eyes and kissing Ruki with as much passion as he could muster, considering he was still struggling to catch his breath. When he eventually pulled back, Ruki lay back down again, pulling him back against him and draping his leg over him.
“I love you, too. Happy anniversary.”