Wick

Ayato stops in the hallway. He can hear noises from Thoma’s room. Sometimes Thoma has trouble sleeping and whenever Ayato notices this, he comes in to soothe him. He slightly opens the door and pauses. There's another person in the room. The lamp on Thoma’s bedside table is illuminating the room well enough for him to see what's going on.

Strained gasps of pain leave Thoma’s constricted throat. “Shut up.” You whisper. “Do you really want Ayato to see you enjoying yourself like this?”

Thoma shakes his head. “I’m not– I–”

“Don't lie. You’ve already come twice, you love getting your little pussy stretched out.”

“Be- because you–” His mouth hangs open as your grip on his throat gets tighter. “Please!”

“If you don't want me to come inside, you better shut your mouth.”

Thoma sniffles as tears run down his cheeks.

Without a second thought, Ayato reaches for his boner.

“God, you feel so good, puppy.” You groan, releasing his throat from your hold to reach for his breasts. He starts to sob.

Ayato knows he should go in and save his boyfriend but no part of him actually wants to. He needs to see Thoma getting defiled like this. Especially by you.

“I feel bad that Ayato wasn't the one to take your virginity. He's missing out.”

Thoma whimpers and sobs. “Please– please hurry–”

“Didn't I tell you to be quiet?” You choke him again. “I can't even enjoy myself without you whining. We made a deal, didn't we?”

“He- he’s gonna- he–”

Your thrusts come to a halt. You cover Thoma’s mouth and come inside him, completely ruining him with your seed. There's so much. “I told you to shut up.” You pull out.

Ayato comes in his pants and quietly hurries off. He wishes he could've stayed to see the cum dripping out of Thoma’s pussy.

“Is something wrong, Thoma?” Ayato asks, focusing on his paperwork so he doesn't get a boner. He knows it's awful but it's too fucking hot.

“I…I’m okay, waka.” His legs are trembling. He still hasn't recovered from last night. He can't stop you or tell Ayato. You're staying at the estate while on business on the behalf of a section in the Yashiro Commission and you found blackmail good enough to get Thoma to become your pet.

Thoma loves Ayato so much that he's been doing shady things behind his back. He sells and trades information as well as heavily coveted items all for the benefit of the Kamisato Clan and in turn, the Yashiro Commission. Among other, bloodier things.

“I’ve been thinking about having [Name] stay around permanently.” Ayato’s gaze remains on his work. “It’s better this way.” He adds. It's undeniably true, you’re already thriving here. Plus, from what he knows about you, it wouldn't be an issue for you to move in. You've known Ayato for years too, you fit right in at the Kamisato Household.

“Oh.” Thoma feels sick. Knowing that you’d be gone in two weeks was one of the only things keeping him going. He doesn't know if he can handle it permanently.

“You don't like that?”

“No, you…you're right…it is…better.” Thoma nods. He can't say no.

“Maybe you should take a break, you don't look too well.” Ayato finally looks at Thoma. “Lock the door on your way out. I have a meeting and I don't want to be disturbed.”

Thoma nods again and hurries out of the room without saying anything. He looks like he's about to break down.

Ayato turns his computer on and opens a program that allows him to see the live footage from the kamera he hid in Thoma’s room. He unsheathes his cock and languidly strokes himself as he watches Thoma curl up in bed and cry like a dirty pervert.

He sits up in excitement when he sees you entering the room.

“Aw, you're crying again?” You smile. “Don't worry, puppy, I won't come inside you again as long as you're good. Just two more weeks.”

Thoma cries harder because he knows that’s not the case anymore.

“Here, let daddy comfort you.” You force him onto his back and remove his pants. You stick your head in between his legs and eat him out.

“Mmph– no-” He covers his mouth. His body jerks around in pleasure. He doesn't want to come again. Every orgasm brings him further and further away from Ayato. Ayato hasn't even seen him fully naked before. How is he supposed to act around him now?

Thoma whines and kicks you. You pause. His heart drops.

“Ungrateful whore.” You slap him hard enough to make a glaring red mark on his cheek. “You make this so difficult. Do you want Ayato to find out about those things you were doing? I still have the evidence, Thoma.”

Ayato couldn't care less about what the blackmail is, he's more excited about how you're using it.

“I’m sorry- I’m sorry!”

“I’m sorry what?”

He sniffles. “I’m sorry, daddy…I…I’ll be…I’ll be a good puppy..”

“That's it.” You stand up and reveal your hard dick. “Come on. Show me what you've learned.”

Thoma shakily comes over to you. He starts to suck you off through tears. His mouth already hurts. It doesn't help that his cheek is stinging.

“Pull your shirt up.”

He pulls it up so you can admire his tits. Ayato tried to take it slow so he could fully savor this but now that he can really see the two of you and the way Thoma’s mouth stretches for your girth, he can't stop himself from having an orgasm.

“Come on, touch them.” You run your fingers through his hair and gently grip his hair. He begrudgingly complies. His eyes flutter to look at you and silently beg you to be gentle. You almost feel psychic for understanding it. “You deserve this. You should be grateful I decided to do this out of any other punishment.” You force him to take as much of your length as he can. His tears come out faster but he doesn't stop groping himself nor does he attempt to stop you. He's starting to accept his situation.

He doesn't like it, but you're right. This is a far better punishment.

“Good puppy.” You pull him back just a couple inches away so you can properly fuck his mouth. Ayato feels his dick quickly springing back to life. He can see your dick bulging through his cheeks. He might pass out from how turned on he is.

Thoma feels relieved when he notices that you're getting close. You have an unholy amount of stamina, meaning you can go multiple rounds, but you usually stop after one load.

Your cum escapes from Thoma’s mouth as he struggles to swallow it. You pull out and stay still, signifying to Thoma that he has to fully clean your cock first. Which is…still hard. Your sex drive is naturally pretty high and you've lived with that unfortunate issue long enough to be able to deal with it effectively. If you so choose, you can just come once or twice and wait for it to go down afterwards with no issue. You gave Thoma a brief rundown so he hopes that's what you're planning to do now. It's the middle of the day, you can't possibly want to skip work any longer, right?

Thoma looks up at you once he finishes.

Right?

“Bend over.”

Thoma’s expression twists into horror. He doesn't want to feel that again. “Please…You’ll…you’ll get in trouble if you stay! You can…fuck my tits, or- or my thighs!” He squishes his breasts to entice you. “Please…daddy.”

“You're such a smooth talker, Thoma.” You chuckle and pick him up. You lay him back down onto his bed. “I’ll take up your offer since you're so cute.” You slide your cock in between his thick thighs and start to thrust. He twitches from the undeniably pleasurable feeling of your cock rubbing against his cunt.

He keeps groping himself and encourages himself to keep crying to make you come faster and it works.

“See you tonight.” You get up and compose yourself. Thoma shudders at the thought of whatever you're planning.

Later on, Thoma finally told Ayato what happened. He was crying too hard to properly explain everything, all he could say was what you did to him but not why.

“He said that?” You scoff. “Thoma’s a liar. He asked for it.”

“Really?” Ayato raises an eyebrow.

“I didn't want to do this but..” You reach into your pocket and pull out your phone. You open it up to an album in your camera roll and hand it over for Ayato to see.

Blood rushes to his cock as he goes through the photos and videos of Thoma looking like a slut. “So he..”

“I’m sorry, you're my best friend but you know how hard it is for me to hold back when someone throws themselves at me…He told me you were okay with it.”

“I have to…think about this.” Ayato hands you your phone and hurries off so he can satisfy himself with the memory of those pictures.

He's glad he's your best friend. You’ve known each other for a long time and he isn't ashamed to admit that he started looking at you differently as the two of you reached adulthood. He couldn't stop himself from fantasizing about what you looked like naked, how big your dick is, how rough you could be, and so on. Part of him wanted to be on the receiving end while the other part wanted to see it happening to someone else. He's fine with openly expressing himself but he didn't want you to be uncomfortable so he kept his thoughts and his heaps of pornographic material to himself. He never thought he'd get the opportunity to see this and definitely not with his own boyfriend, even though he's already been jerking off to the idea for ages.

Ayato loves Thoma, but not in all the ways that matter. He loves his loyalty, shyness, and obedience. He doesn't see him as a lover but as a doll to tease and watch, like one of the subjects in his porn collection. He briefly considered bribing you to fuck Thoma but he should've known that pretty little doll was tempting enough on his own.

Thoma falls to the ground and desperately tries to crawl backwards to get away from you. The slap mark on his cheek is even more red. “I– I didn't-”

“You didn't what? You can't lie, mutt. You don't know how to keep your mouth shut. The only good thing about you is your body.” You pin him to the floor and tear his clothes off. Your hand slides up to his throat to keep him still while you take out your length.

“Please-” He coughs. He thought Ayato would kick you out immediately.

“Everything would've been okay if you just followed orders like a good dog.” You spank his cunt repeatedly.

Thoma’s eyes light up when he sees the door open to your bedroom. “Ayato–!”

You turn to look at him. Ayato closes and locks the door behind him, doing what you were too pissed off to do yourself. “Keep going.” He walks a bit to find a good angle to watch.

Thoma’s heart drops. “Wh- what?”

“Keep going. He deserves it.” Ayato takes his pants off. “I want to see you punish him. Use him, [Name].”

You chuckle. “Of course.” You force yourself inside him.

Thoma flails around defiantly. “Why?!” He sobs, scratching your arm as he tries to get your hand off of his throat. He can't believe Ayato is just standing there, jerking off to his assault.

“I love seeing you like this, Thoma. You're perfect. I love you, baby.” Ayato says lovingly. He moans at the view of his stomach bulging.

“See, puppy, you're not betraying him. You're making him feel good.” You start thrusting. He can barely breathe from how aggressive you are. “You want to make him happy, don't you?” You let go of his throat.

Thoma struggles to catch his breath. He looks at his boyfriend. His heart is beating out of his chest. Ayato still loves him, he's not mad. Thoma reaches for him. “Ayato– mmhg-”

“Turn him onto his knees.” Ayato orders. You comply without complaint, making Thoma’s hands press against the ground while his knees keep him at the right height for him to continue getting fucked. Ayato gets closer and kneels down in front of Thoma. You slow down your thrusts for him. His delicate hands move to cup his boyfriend’s chin. He smiles before leaning in to kiss him. More tears stream down Thoma’s face as he desperately reciprocates. He feels disgusting but he loves Ayato more than anything.

“Is daddy making you feel good, puppy?” Ayato asks, lovingly fixing Thoma’s hair. His soft and sweet attitude is sending mixed signals to Thoma’s brain. “Is he big enough for you?”

Thoma blushes. He needs to make Ayato happy. “Ye- yes, daddy’s cock is– mmmgh~” His eyes roll back as he squirts. You haven't even touched him aside from those slaps to his cunt. “Bih- big enough~”

“Good boy.” Ayato reaches for his dick.

Thoma opens his mouth with the intention to suck him off but Ayato kisses him again instead.

“I’m close.” You groan.

“Don’t pull out. That's what happens when he's a bad dog, right?” Ayato licks his lips.

“That's right.” You smile. Thoma starts to cry again as he feels you filling him up again.

“It’s okay, puppy.” Ayato leans into Thoma’s ear. “I want you to keep being bad for me.”

Thoma sniffles and nods. His upper body collapses towards the ground. He starts sobbing harder. He's scared because he knows you're going to break him. He's already fucked up enough as it is but if it's Ayato’s will, he'll do anything.

You pull out and Ayato walks over to you, silently asking you to move a little back so he can kneel behind Thoma. Ayato turns him onto his back, spreading his legs and eagerly eating your cum out of his pussy. Thoma whimpers but doesn't stop him, he just lays there with his eyes closed. He just wants to fall asleep.

You grab Ayato's waist and slide your cock in between his ass, fucking it like a hot dog bun. He moans and wiggles around, inviting you to do whatever you want. “Already prepped.” Ayato says in between licks.

“Yeah? How long have you been watching us?”

“Since last night~” He reaches over to play with Thoma’s nipples. Tears quietly roll down the blond’s face as he processes what he just heard.

“Shit, I would've let you join from the start.” Your cock pushes past Ayato’s rim. His eyes roll to the back of his skull as you stretch him wider than any dildo he’s used.

“Fuck, yeah– just fuck me~” Ayato moves his hips back and forth, pulling away from Thoma’s cunt so he can moan properly. “Uhn~! Like that~!”

Thoma opens his eyes, heart hurting at the sight of his lover enjoying himself so much. Would he act like this if Thoma wasn't so afraid of losing his virginity? If he just gave in, would he even be in this situation? He grabs Ayato’s shoulders and thrusts his hips, trying to prove that he can make him

feel better.

Ayato rubs his cock against Thoma’s pussy, too blissed out to even care about what Thoma’s trying to do. “Yes! Yes!” Ayato gasps.

“Gonna come, baby-” You groan.

Thoma frowns, he should be the only one who gets to call Ayato that.

“Oh God– come inside me-!” Ayato cries out as he comes on his boyfriend’s stomach. Thoma pulls Ayato into a kiss, sobbing and heaving in between breaths, and tries to convince himself that he's okay with all this. He has to be, this is all he has. Like Ayato told him before, no one else will ever love him. Your treatment of him is enough proof. “I love you, Thoma.” Ayato says, as if he read his mind.