Strawberry Flavored™

The ice in glass clinked pleasantly as Goro raised the glass of whiskey to his lips and took a long sip, relishing in the slow burn building in his mouth and throat. His eyes dragged slowly over the man bound to his bed where silver eyes burned with unbridled rage from behind a tangle of inky black hair, plush lips drawn back in a grimace.

Ah, he looked so pretty like this.

He'd definitely have burns on his thin wrists if he kept struggling against the soft, red rope. It'd be a good excuse to take care of him, though, so it wouldn't be a wasted experience. That and the bruises that he'd sport for weeks after?

Well, he was spoiling himself.

Just a bit.

Goro sat the glass down on the cheap nightstand as he moved closer to his favorite little plaything. As he reached the edge of the bed, Akira had the audacity to flinch away from him.

"Oh? Are you scared, pet?" He purred, shrugging off his beige coat to finally join his darling on the bed- their bed.

"Get off-" Akira started to protest, but was immediately silenced by Goro's lips smashing against his in a horrible mockery of a kiss. The brunette attacked him with his sharp teeth, tongue invading his rival's mouth. Goro savored the coopery tang of blood and oaky whiskey mingling on his tongue as his gloved hand wound into Akira's dark curls.

The act drew a unwilling groan from his captive that went straight to Goro's dick.

Fuck.

Oh God, he wanted him. Needed his pet to keep making those sweet sounds long into the night and into the next day. His pretty kitty would be good for it too. He'd make sure of it.

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