Fanfic
What’s mine is yours and what yours is mine
It has been a stressful week. And honestly, Ryo wants nothing more than to go home, grab a beer, take a hot shower and fall asleep in front of the TV. But Koyama called, saying that he is at Ryo’s place, that he brought a surprise. Something nice, because Ryo has been working thrice the workload of the rest of NEWS - except maybe Yamapi. So when Ryo opens the door to his apartment he expects Koyama to be standing in his kitchen, cooking something delicious and humming a melody, like he usually does when he decides to visit Ryo.
But today is nothing like normal. There is no delicious smell in the air, no humming coming from Koyama. In fact, it is utterly silent. Confused Ryo calls for Koyama, only to hear a chuckle and Koyama’s voice coming from the living room.
“In here, Ryo-chan.”
Ryo is about to ask what this is all about when he steps into the living room. But what he sees in there stops him dead in his tracks.
“Hello Ryo-chan.” Greets a smiling Koyama.
He wants to answer, wants to ask what’s going on, but he can’t. His brain is trying to catch up with the sight in front of him. There, in his living room, sits Koyama. That is nothing out of the usual. Shige kneeling at Koyama’s feet, however, is. A ball-gag seals Shige’s mouth shut and black leather collar adorns his neck.
“What…what’s…?” he doesn’t know what to say; keeps staring at Shige who has his eyes lowered on the floor and does not make a single sound.
“Your surprise.” Koyama says gently, nudging Shige with his foot. Finally Shige raises his head to meet Ryo’s stare. “Don’t you like it?”
“Surprise? What do you mean? Why is Shige-?” he stops himself, unsure of what to say. His eyes trained on Shige’s submissive form. It’s then that he notices Shige not wearing anything but a pair of washed out jeans.
A chuckle brings Ryo out of his reverie and he turns his stare on Koyama. Trying to glare at the older one, trying to make sense of the whole situation.
“Ryo-chan has been awfully stressed lately. And what’s better than relaxing with a friend?” Koyama asks and Ryo really wants to ask just what Koyama is thinking - and what his definition of friend is.
“That doesn’t explain anything.” Ryo snaps. Instead of fussing and trying to explain the situation, like Koyama normally would do, he chuckles again and reaches out to stroke Shige’s cheek.
“I brought you Shige. To relax.” Koyama says with a wicked smile and Ryo is starting to wonder if he really knows the other man. “See, Shige is really good at listening to orders and he is so eager to please. Aren’t you?”
He yanks Shige’s hair back to look into Shige’s eyes and Shige gives a small whine, but does not try to wrench away. Suddenly Ryo notices that Shige’s hands and feet are free, so Shige must be doing this willingly. Koyama sees his look and chuckles again. It is really starting to get to Ryo.
“Don’t worry. He is broken in. Shige knows not to disobey me. Right?” Koyama then proceeds to pull Shige upwards, so that he is standing in front of Koyama, who is still sitting on the couch. Softly Koyama caresses Shige’s belly and then bites down. Hard enough to draw blood. Shige gives a little whimper and shudders, but he does not move away from Koyama.
“This is fucked up.” Ryo says. “I don’t know what to think of this sick joke, but you better get your things and leave.”
“Shige.” Koyama commands in a low voice. “Go take care of Ryo-chan.”
Ryo is about to yell at them to fucking stop this awful joke and leave, because it is freaking him out. But then Shige is in front of him, eyes wide and dark, slowly dropping to his knees in front of Ryo.
He doesn’t know what to do. The sight of Shige kneeling at his feet, hands reaching for his belt, has him fixed on the spot.
A smack sounds through the room and Shige screeches around the ball-gag.
“Silly Shige.” Koyama scolds, holding the riding crop he just smacked the soles of Shige’s bare feet with. “That’s not very comfortable, now is it?” Then he stands up and leads the dazed Ryo to the couch and makes him sit down. “That is much better.”
Shige crawls towards Ryo and rests his head on the older man’s knees.
“Tell him how you like it, Ryo-chan.” Koyama says. “Shige is really good with his mouth.”
It still seems like a dream that Ryo can’t snap out of. Swallowing hard he looks into Shige’s dark, waiting eyes and makes a decision.
“Tongue.” He says, swallowing hard. “I like it when you use a lot of tongue.”
Before Ryo actually knows what he has said, Shige is between his legs, pulling at the belt and opening the zipper. When he is done, he halts and looks up at Ryo.
“The gag.” Koyama says when he notices that Ryo doesn’t know what Shige wants. “He is not allowed to take it off by himself.”
With shaking fingers Ryo reaches behind Shige’s head and opens the gag. Shige looks at him for a long moment before he brings his tongue down on Ryo’s cock. It’s pure torture, Ryo thinks, when Shige licks his dick from the base to the top. Circling the head of his cock painfully slow and teasing the little opening with his tongue.
With a low moan Ryo grabs Shige’s head and thrusts up in the warm, waiting mouth. Shige’s mouth feels good around Ryo’s cock and his tongue keeps circling the head of Ryo’s cock, sending small shivers down his spine. Then Shige swallows cock until Ryo feels it hit the back of Shige’s throat. It’s difficult to refrain from reaching into Shige’s hair and pulling the boy closer, thrusting deeper into the heat surrounding his cock. He groans loudly when Shige starts sucking harder and doing things with his tongue that make Ryo see stars.
“Go ahead.” Ryo hears Koyama say through a haze, as if far away. “Shige likes it rough.”
It’s then that Ryo looses it, roughly grabbing Shige by the hair and thrusting into Shige’s mouth with quick, hard thrusts. Shige tries his best to keep up with Ryo, sucking hard and using his tongue to trail up and down Ryo’s cock. He moans when Ryo gives a particular hard thrust, his collar preventing him from swallowing properly and a trail of drool trickles down his chin.
The picture of Shige bobbing up and down his cock and watching Ryo intently has Ryo coming quicker than he would have liked. He gives a few more thrusts and comes hard. Shige tries his best to swallow all of Ryo’s release, but a few drops land on the ground.
A sigh reaches Shige’s ear, it is not Ryo sighing in bliss, but Koyama sounding displeased. He knows what coming next, pulls back and crawls over to Koyama; keeping his eyes on the floor the whole time.
“I thought I taught you to swallow everything.” Koyama says, sounding strict.
“I’m sorry, master.” Shige speaks up for the first time of the evening.
A harsh slap follows his words and Shige’s cheek stings from where Koyama hit him.
“No talking until I allow you too.” Koyama commands. “Turn around.”
Shige does as he is told; he knows what’s going to happen next. Ryo doesn’t. Koyama brings down the crop on the soles of Shige’s feet again and again until Shige cries out and tries to get away. But Koyama is there, grabbing onto his collar and pulling him back. The hits resume and Ryo stares horrified, wondering what happened to soft, sweet Koyama.
“Stop!” he says. “Stop it! You’re hurting him!”
But Koyama doesn’t stop, he keeps hitting Shige until his feet are bleeding and tears are running down Shige’s face. It’s then that Koyama drops to his knees and pulls Shige in a hug, softly stroking his hair.
“Now, now, don’t cry.” Koyama says as he rocks Shige back and forth. “You know I’m only doing this for your own good.” Shige gives a little nod and buries his face into the crook of Koyama’s neck. “Say it, Shige. Say that I’m doing this for your own good.”
“You’re doing this for my own good.” Shige says.
Ryo feels lost. Not understanding what is happening in front of him. He just had one of the best blowjobs in his live and watched his friend snap at his other friend, and physically hurting him.
“Why?” he asks, not expecting an answer.
“Because he needs it.” Is all Koyama says and kisses the top of Shige’s head.
Shige moves around in Koyama’s arms restlessly until he is released and crawls over to Ryo again; leaning against Ryo’s legs. Koyama chuckles warmly and watches Shige rest his weight against Ryo, eyes slowly sliding shut.
“I hope you feel better know.” Koyama says to Ryo and then walks into the kitchen. “I’m going to make food. You two rest for a bit.”
It feels weird to have Koyama suddenly going back to his usual caring self, but Ryo is not going to complain. So he settles back in the couch and lets Shige rest his head on his knees and pets his hair. It’s feeling oddly domesticated, but somehow Ryo doesn’t mind. In the back of his mind he knows he should be freaking out, but for some reason he doesn’t. It feels good to have Shige submitting to him, natural even. So when Koyama says that he is allowed to make full use of Shige’s services for a week, he just accepts without thinking twice. When he asks why, Koyama just smiles.
“What’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine, right?” Koyama says. “Friends share their toys, ne?”
Maybe he should complain or reject the offer, Ryo thinks; but in his mind he is already going through the possibilities he has now. Shige most certainly can use more than his mouth and Ryo is determined to find out just how submissive Shige really is.