#sub kento

It was your first ever Valentine’s Day with your boyfriend. Or rather, the first Valentine’s Day when neither of you was busy. Usually, one or the other had a job to do that day —seeing as work never rests— but today, finally, you were both free.

And you were pretty excited.

See, you’ve been planning a little something for a while. After a nice and romantic day filled with sexual tension and ending with a candle-lit dinner, a surprise was waiting for you and your boyfriend at home.

Your sex life wasn’t lacking per se, it was more so some things went unexplored because of an insufficient amount of time. Usually (and sadly), you guys had quickies. There was nothing special about it, it was just a way to relieve stress and show each other that yes you still find the other very appealing. I mean, how could you not? Living with an insanely attractive man and what’s that? Dating said, attractive man? Mmmm, yes, please.

Pushing the key into the lock after paying the bill and driving home, you were nearly shaking with anticipation for what was about to come. Opening the door to your shared house, you quickly pulled the man in, knowing damn well you’d get a noise complaint in the morning. Or at the very least, a nasty stink eye from your neighbours.

—GOJŌ SATORU ( 五条悟 ) : cock bondage

“Fuck!”

“Mm— what’s wrong Satoru? I thought you could take it?”

Right now he was spread out so beautifully for you, knees touching his shoulders and ankles near your shoulders as a result of you pushing his thighs upwards. You were fucking him deep and slow at the moment, making him see stars.

Oh, and how could you forget the pretty pink ribbon tied under and between his balls, reaching the base of his cute red dick and creating a small bow.

“I-I can! This is nothINGGGHH,” cried the man under you, moaning the last part of his sentence.

You laughed. “Doesn’t seem like nothing, sweetheart.”

Satoru blushed even harder, whether from you calling him out or the endearing pet name, you couldn’t tell. Pouting a little, he scratches the hands holding his thighs down. “Just take this thing off… I want to cum already and this stupid thing won’t let me!”

“Awe,” you coo. “Other than giving your cock a nice touch, that was the whole point of it.”

“You’re a dick.”

“Yeah, but you’re taking this dick though!”

“Man just shut up and— FUUUCK!”

Your hips switched pace, from slow to fast, but equally as deep. You should thank all those stupid times Satoru dragged you out on a run for the insane speed you currently held.

“S-shit,” you groaned. “Look at your cute little dick. Looks s-so pretty with the bow…” And although his length was perfect (just like him) and you were just teasing, it really did look pretty. The light pink of the satin ribbon contrasted nicely with the darker shade of him.

Satoru could barely respond, overwhelmed with both the feeling of needing to cum but not being able to, and feeling your cock touching his prostate with every thrust. Slight tears left his eyes, blurring his vision from fully seeing the way small amounts of pre cum ran down the satin around him.

You noticed this, and feeling pity for your pathetic boyfriend, you let one of his thighs go in order to untie the ribbon, knowing you were at your limit too. Immediately, he threw his head back, letting out a loud and whiny moan that would surely wake the neighbours if they weren’t already awake.

Muffling his moan with a kiss, you pulled out right on time, both of your hot fluids mixing together and on his stomach.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” you mumbled against his lips. Only receiving a slight laugh in response.

When you were about to pull away, his legs slid down, wrapping themselves around your hips and waist with surprising strength from someone who was just shaking.

“Where do you think you’re going, babe? We’re not done here yet.” Satoru said, staring at your eyes darkly, and all you could do was gulp.

‘Oh, boy.’

—GETŌ SUGURU ( 夏油 傑 ) : collaring

“Is this really necessary?”

“What?” you questioned. “You don’t like it?”

“Darling, it’s embarrassing.”

You huffed. “Which part? The leash or my name on it?”

“Both.” You could practically see him giving you a side eye from your question, even though his back was facing you.

“Well,” you hummed. “Just don’t think about it.”

“And how am I not supposed to do that?”

Expecting an answer, he didn’t imagine you would pull the leash back while giving a powerful thrust. Which is why he couldn’t control the loud and surprised moan that escaped from his lips.

“A-ah! A warning would’ve been n-nice.”

You shushed him. “Don’t think.”

“Mmh— this is going t-to make my throat sore…”

“Liar,” you tutted. “I’ve seen you swallow those curses. This is nothing for you, Suguru.”

He stayed silent, but not for long, because you started rapidly thrusting again with only one goal in mind.

“F-feels so good, darling!” He moaned, gripping the sheets below him, only being able to see your silhouette moving because of the small candles on each side of the bed. “Haaahh—”

Pulling the leash again, you lowered your body so your stomach was almost directly onto Suguru’s back and your face hooked onto his shoulder. In this position, his head was pulled back, and you were able to see the way the nameplate with your name on it moved with each of your thrusts.

Suguru moaned louder, somewhat liking how your name was engraved into something that was on him. He enjoyed the harsh feeling of the collar digging into his Adam’s apple. And he certainly savoured the sounds leaving your mouth that was directly behind his right ear.

Drool escaped his lips, having no choice but to let it fall out of his mouth because he wasn’t able to properly swallow it.

With one strong arm holding him up, he let the other grab your head, pulling you into a necessary and messy kiss. Gasping with every breath, his fingers tightened more and more on some of your longer strands, feeling himself about to cum.

“Darling— I’m ab-bout to—”

“It’s okay… You can cum more anyway.”

And with that, he knew the night was going to be long.

—NANAMI KENTO ( 七海建人 ) : wax play

Quiet pants slipped past your boyfriend’s lips. The heat of the wax on his skin was a great contrast to his cold body. It was embarrassing, how much he liked it. When you first brought it up, Kento was hesitant, never before trying something that was considered so… kinky (by his standards anyway, not yours).

“Ngh…” he moaned softly.

You smile at him, eyes bright with happiness. “It seems like you’re enjoying yourself, Kento.”

Pink dusted his cheeks, shamefully averting his eyes from your face. “It’s not as bad as I thought it would be.”

With amusement in your voice and a raised eyebrow, you ask, “Not as bad? But you’re making such cute noises.” Your teasing doesn’t stop there. “It’s bad to lie to the love of your life, you know, and on such a special day too.”

“Don’t tease. Fine, I like the warmth.”

“Of course you do, I knew you would.”

With that, you dipped the candle in your hand, hot wax falling and hitting the blonde man under you. His fit stomach clenched, abs pronounced more than normal as a result.

“By the way,” you muttered. “The wax turns into lotion.” To show him, you moved one of your fingers around some of the hardened wax, watching how it turned into liquid again, but this time it had a semi-cold watery texture. And to your enjoyment, you see the way his eyes watch and silently plea for your hands to move the wax somewhere else.

“That’s…” he begins, eyebrow twitching a bit. “Nice.”

“Very.”

Continuing to pour the hot wax down, down, down. You reach his naked thighs, seeing his pale skin slightly tremble. He wasn’t able to hold in the “hurry” that he covered by putting his hand over his mouth.

“S-shit!” Kento said, being muffled by his hand, letting out an uncharacteristic squeal the moment the blistering heat travelled to his inner thighs.

You chuckled, appreciating the almost once-in-a-lifetime view.

Closer and closer, all Kento was able to feel was a need that he never thought he’d have. A shameful and embarrassing thought rushed through his head, one that he wasn’t quite sure he could vocally tell you in fear that it was a little too much. But like always, you could read him like the back of your hand, so you knew exactly what he wanted.

“Fffffffuuuuuckk—” Was all he let out the moment the wax made contact with the base of his dick.

With an idea in your mind, you swiftly stained his cock with the red burning heat, hearing the desperate cries he let out for you to continue. Even louder moans reached your ears the moment your hand went into contact with it, sweetly massaging up and down so the now lotion wasn’t able to cool down quickly enough.

Kento unexpectedly reached down, grabbing onto your hand so the lotion could be spread everywhere. From his balls to his stomach and up his pecs, it didn’t seem like he knew what he was doing, only trying to feel the fire-like warmth from smearing all over him.

With his moans in the air and his senseless voice sounding in the quiet night, you knew this was just starting. After all, you guys hadn’t even fucked yet.

—FUSHIGURO TŌJI ( 伏黒甚爾 ) : riding crop

Never in your fucking life did you think he was actually going to let you do this? I mean sure, you’ve explored a little bit before but you thought this was going to be too excessive for him, that he was even going to be annoyed with you.

But that wasn’t the case at all.

Sure he looked a little ticked off at first, but after thinking about it for a bit he laughed and challenged you.

Which is what brought you to now.

Toji’s strong form was lying on the rose-covered bed, something he scoffed at but you were sure you saw a tiny dust of pink on his cheeks before he turned away. His back was to you, a rare sight, seeing as it made him feel like he had no control. Although you were certain it also made him feel exposed and embarrassed if his red-coloured ears were anything to go by.

You could see his muscular back flexing with any slight movement he did, his veiny arms twitching and big biceps tightening.

All in all, he looked delicious.

The crop tightened in your hand, its leather end glided down the curve of Toji’s spine. A perfect fit, touching every nook and cranny, leaving absolutely nothing unmarked.

An annoyed huff left his nose. “Would you hurry it up?”

You tsked, “Patience.”

“That’s something I don’t have right now and you know it. Unless you don’t know what you’re fucking doing?”

With a hum, you decided to give him what he wanted, knowing this was going to be the last time you did so tonight.

A harsh slap was heard when leather hit unblemished skin, turning it into a soft pink.

Toji’s shoulders stiffened, and you were sure he held in any sounds he was about to make.

“Hey,” you called out. “Don’t hold your noises in.”

“I’m not, you’re just weak.”

‘Right.’

Hit. Again.

Hit. Again.

Hit. Again.

This continued on until his back was covered in colour, yet nothing escaped his lips. Not until the leather hit his ass.

“Fu—”

Continuing your assault on his round ass, you never gave him enough time to complain. And even though it was embarrassing for him, he was glad you didn’t stop, because he knew he wasn’t going to be able to say anything anyway, and it felt so good.

When you knew bruises were going to form, you stopped to turn Toji around, letting the crop trail from his giant pecs to his twitching dick. Only then did you notice that he had come already, but the look in his eyes was telling you to hit something else.

And who were you to deny? Guess he really had you wrapped around his finger.

—ZEN’IN NAOYA ( 禪院直哉 ) : feminisation

“What the fuck is this?” Were the only words to come out of your boyfriend when he saw the short red dress with a frilly skirt on your shared bed.

“A present.”

“It’s a fucking dress. Do I look like a damn woman to you?”

Ah yes, you decided this was going to be a slight punishment for all the times he’s said some dumb shit about women.

“You call women whores. Maybe I should treat you like one so you can know the difference, no?”

Naoya’s eyes screamed in rage, how dare you compare him to them? “It’s bad enough I’m with you —a man who can’t even give me an offspring— but now you want me to be a stupid woman?” His fists were clenched and ready to beat some sense into you (as if he could). “You fucking—”

And then suddenly his top half was leaning on the edge of the bed, wrists pinned behind his back by your hands, and his legs trying to keep himself up to not slide down and fall to the floor.

He hiccuped, not understanding how one minute he was about to launch a punch at you, then the next he had the stupid dress on with the skirt flipped up so as to not get in the way of your continuous thrusts.

“Awe,” you coo mockingly. “What happened to all the talking back? I thought you didn’t want to wear this, but look at you! Looking all pretty and taking me so well. Now aren’t you a doll?”

Naoya was so fucking embarrassed, both by your words and what he was wearing. Why did he like this?

“S-shut the fuck uP— NGHH!”

With only one of your hands pinning his wrists, the other slipped past the cloth of the dress on the chest area. Luckily, your arms were long enough, so there was no need to take your eyes off his hole swallowing your dick, just to pinch one of his nipples.

“I’m not a w-whore! Stop it!” He cried out, but really, he didn’t want you to stop.

“Really?” You pulled on his perky nipple, feeling the way he clenched around you. “But your pussy seems to like it when I play with your tits?”

He whined, slight sobs making his shoulders shake. “Not a pussy!”

You moaned, liking how his voice rose when he said that. “You’re so wet here though.” And with that, your other hand let go of his wrists, Naoya hastily having to grab the sheets under him.

Your hand slipped around his surprisingly slim waist, grabbing a handful of his nodding cock and tracing your thumb against the slit.

“See? You’re so sensitive when I touch your clit.”

Naoya’s mind went blank, everything around him went ignored except for your words and the pleasurable feeling you gave him everywhere your hands and dick touched. Before he knew it, he came, panting against the sheets stained with his drool.

But, oh, you weren’t done with him yet. You still hadn’t come after all.

every now and then, your eyes would flicker back down at your handsome darling, at the way his yellow and black-dotted tie sat snuggly around his neck. a leash for your sweet puppy. he was such a smart man, but like this, he'd be dumber than bricks without your guidance.

"do you want to go to bed, darling?" you asked, sliding whatever was left of the paperwork away. it could wait another night. right now, you had better things to take care of. your hand slid down to the side of his face gently as you awaited his reply, carefully removing his glasses from his face to let him slide further into his space of dependancy on you.

"kentooo..." you cooed softly when he didn’t reply after a beat, gently urging him to look up at you with those glazed over, foggy eyes. when those brown orbs did land on you, he exhaled through his nose, relaxing more like the reminder you were there helped him. "hi darling. you ready to go to bed?"

the man kneeling at your feet nodded at you, blinking slowly with his lips slightly parted. he sat up straighter as you stood up from your chair, no longer using your thighs as a pillow. instead, you stepped around to his side, taking the end of his tie in your hand.

"come on, puppy. let's go to bed." you tell him, your voice a soft, soothing bandaid on all of his day's stresses. he slowly moves onto all fours, his knees sliding off the cushion as he begins to crawl, following your steps as you hold his leash loosely in your fist.

nanami, arches his back slightly--even though you're not looking--for the sole reason that even in his foggy mind, he knows you like it. he knows you like seeing his bare body, all yours, positioned like your little pet that he was more than happy to be. he knows how you like watching him crawl with his legs a little more spread than they should be.

the sorcerer also knows he loves the feeling of you guiding him on something as simple as where to go in his own house, that he equally knows the layout of. the way you glance back at him with a loving smile, kissing the air at him before turning back to watching where you're going, your hand pulling his leash ever so slightly to bring him closer to you, makes him nearly melt on the spot. one day, he would dissolve into a puddle of your affections and his adoration for you. he knew it in his soul.

as you entered your bedroom, your hand wrapped tighter around his tie, cutting off his air supply ever so slightly - enough to make his breath hitch and come out a little ragged. you pull a little tighter, making him choke quietly before looking up at you with watery, teary eyes. his gaze is blurry from his glasses being gone, but he can still see your eyes roaming his body, gaging his reaction.

when he whimpers softly, you tighten it more just for a second before loosening his tie again. giving him a head rush you know he loves.

"up here, puppy." she ordered softly, patting the bed and moving a hand to his ass to help him climb up. even on the bed, nanami doesn't lay down until you do first. he sits there, his legs curled beneath him and his hands on the pillow, watching you round the bed to your side. his eyes don’t leave you for a second even as you sit down. when you do lay down, you pull his leash gently to urge him down on top of you - which he easily complies to.

your hand loosely wraps around his half-hard dick, making him whine softly and cuddle closer into your side. you can feel how shivers wrack up his body and pull the blanket over the two of you with your free hand.

"shhh, my sweet darling. i'll take care of you. you behaved so well today." you praise, even though nanami was always incredibly obedient. you'd think it would kill him to go against something you wanted him to do. your hand gently moved up and down his dick, caressing it and gliding your thumb over the tip as it swelled to full hardness, leaking small beads of pre-cum.

"thank you." he whispers against your neck, always so utterly grateful for your care, your attention, and your touches. you were the only one who knew how to properly take care of him, he was sure of it.

your free hand wrapped around his tie again, pulling him closer for you to push your lips against his. the motion succeeded in silencing his thoughts and, in turn, making him cuddle closer against you like a needy puppy instead of the big, strong, smart, sorcerer he was.

what would he do without you there to take care of him?

a/n: i hope you enjoyed!! feel free to request again if it wasn't your cup of tea :) what a high it is to get requests. (p.s. what do we think about the dividers? 🤔)

You couldn’t help the fact that Nanami was your favorite guard in the whole of the King’s Guard. He was the only one who wasn’t always so stiff and formal with you. Sure he did keep to his duties and his formalities but once he was off duty he became an entirely different man. Last night was the most bold you two had been so far in your secret relationship. You sat up in your large bed and the sheets looked around your waist. You looked over and saw Nanami was still asleep and watching his back rise and fall with each breath was almost enough for you to not wake him up. But he was a guard after all and he had duties he had to attend to.

You gently rubbed his back and leaned over to place soft kisses on his shoulder. You felt his breathing change and his body stir underneath you.

“Good morning my Princess, did you sleep well,” he asked his voice thick with sleep. You sat back up and watched him roll over. His face lit up as he noticed your bare chest and this made you bite your lip. He sat up with a soft groan and you could see the tent his hard cock was making out of your blanket.

“I did sleep very well, it helped that you tired me out so much,” you replied. This made him smile and pull you into his lap.

“That’s very good Princess,” he said as he placed soft kisses all over your face.

“I have a challenge for you today Kento’,” you said and he stopped kissing your face to look at you. His eyebrow were raised and his hands on your hips tightened a little bit.

“What is the challenge Princess Y/N?” he asked. You smirked as you leaned over the side of the bed knowing Kento’s hands on your hips would keep you from falling. You sat back up with your silk panties from last night in your hand.

“I want you to wear these as a gag and a chastity cage,” you explained as the panties dangled off your finger. He swallowed hard and started to blush.

“As you wish Princess,” he said before grabbing the panties from your hand.

“Not right this very second Kento,” you giggled, “you will wear them while you work and try your best not to embarrass yourself in front of everyone. Luckily I won the argument with my father last night and so he’s on a hunting trip for the next three days. It helps that he’s finally taking me seriously as an adult now that I’m twenty-one.” Kento smiled and shook his head before he gently moved you from his lap.

“Need to use the restroom Princess,” he said as he slid off the bed. You watched his naked body walk across your room and disappear into the big bathroom. You slid off the bed and pulled on a robe before digging the chastity cage from the nightstand next to your bed.

Kento huffed out a moan as he grabbed at your hair a bit tighter. You were teasing him into half hardness before you locked his cock in the cage. His thighs trembled a little bit as your expert tongue snaked over the slit on the tip of his cock. He might have been your only partner but you definitely knew how to work your tongue over his length. He whined a bit as your tongue disappeared back into your mouth. Shivers ran down his spine as the cold metal locked around his cock.

“And now for the next part,” you said and pointed to his discarded uniform from last night.

“I don’t get to go get a freshly pressed one from my room Princess?” he asked. He was already walking towards the clothes pile all the while the metal around his cock bounced off his inner thighs ever so slightly. The sensation only made him shiver again.

“Nope, I want it to be obvious but not obvious that you’re up to something,” you said from somewhere behind him. He tried to focus on your words as he dressed but the cold metal around his shaft was making that incredibly hard. Once he was dressed he turned to face you.

“And now for the final piece,” you said holding up the panties again. Kento blushed again before opening his mouth wide. You balled up the panties and stuffed them in his mouth.

The sight of his lips closing around your panties made you start to drool and this only served to make Kento’s cock twitch inside the cage. He groaned softly as the taste and smell from last night filled his mouth and nose.

“Alright then off you go to work,” you teased out and Kento had to adjust himself but it didn’t do much to hide the lump in his pants. This made you giggle.

“Ash ywh whsh pnshnsh,” Kento said around the gag in his mouth. The muffled speech was also making his cock harder. You had no idea what you were doing to him.

A little while later Kento had successfully managed to avoid everyone so far. When the King went on a hunt he usually took two thirds of the King’s Guard with him. The sound of someone else’s footsteps approaching his post on top of this guard tower was making him sweat despite the cool weather. Kento watched as his friend and fellow guardsman Suguru walked out of the enclosed part of the wall and into the sunlight pouring on to the guard tower.

“Good morning there Kento, it’s quite a lovely day isn’t it,” Suguru asked the big blonde man. Kento looked out into the distance which he knew wouldn’t be suspicious to Suguru but was to hide his blushing cheeks.

“Ysh nth msh,” Kento got out. Suguru coughed and this made Kento turn to look at him.

“Got something stuck in your throat today Nanami?” Suguru asked as he raised an eyebrow at Kento. His face was all but screaming that he was catching on.

“Mmph,” was all Kento could get out from embarrassment.

“Listen man I’m not one to shame things here and I’m great at secrets but you need to be careful sleeping with the King’s daughter okay?” Suguru’s face and voice were both laced with genuine concern.

“Shnsh,” Kento said.

“You’re welcome man. And next time the Princess wants to gag you make sure she uses panties that aren’t as yellow as the outfit she’s wearing today,” Suguru called over his shoulder before disappearing into the short hallway back to his own post.

Kento smacked himself in the forehead knowing you were going to ask if anyone caught him. He wasn’t sure if you would punish him or not but either way his cock twitched in the cage at the thought.

A little while later as his shift was coming to an end none other than the King’s Guard’s second in command Satoru came bounding up to Kento in the hallway.

“Hey there man,” the white haired man said as he clapped a hand on Kento’s shoulder. Kento turned around and felt his face heat up again. Saturo’s blue eyes were one of the most fascinating things in this desert wasteland.

“Hhy,” Kento said.

“So I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to the market once shift change is over,” Saturo said as he fell into step next to Kento.

“Cnnth,” Kento said hoping keeping his speech as minimal as possible wouldn’t draw attention from his friend.

“Why not? Got some super secret guard duty with the Princess to attend to,” Saturo teased and stuck his tongue out at Kento. If it wasn’t for his promise to you not to remove the gag Kento would have torn the pretty man a new one.

“Mmghy,” Kento said.

“Well maybe she can get whatever’s caught in your throat to come lose,” Saturo teased before he took off back in the direction he had come from.

Kento sighed with relief. Saturo hadn’t caught on. This relief somehow made him completely hard inside the cage. He hurried to your room already knowing his post was filled for the night. Saturo was the only one who had to wait until everyone had changed shifts before he was allowed to do his own things since the Captain was gone.

“So how many people found out,” you asked as soon as Kento entered your bedroom. You stayed lounging across your chaise. Your bright yellow silk pants hung lower on your hips than they had outside the room earlier in the day. Your matching top was also pulled down further into your shoulders than you should have had it but you were in private now and the sight of your cleavage was sure to make Kento tell the truth.

“Onm,” Kento muttered around your panties. You motioned for him to come over to you and he did. You pulled the panties from his mouth and he let out a loud sigh.

“Who?” you asked.

“Suguru, he saw the yellow and noticed it matched your outfit. I’m sorry my Princess he and Satoru also seem to know about our relationship,” he said before kneeling and looking at the floor.

“Well, that could prove to be problematic,” you said as you lifted his chin with one hand.

“I promise Your Majesty they won’t say a word to anyone. I trust them with your life and our secret,” he said sincerely. You simply nodded.

“Well then since the only person to catch you was Suguru I think I’ll keep your punishment brief,” you said. He gulped hard and nodded.

“As you wish Princess,” was all he said.

“Princess,” Kento panted out, “please may I cum?” His desperate whines filled the air of your room as you slowly stroked his cock. He was standing completely naked with his back against the closed shutters to one of your windows. You mulled it over before grinning widely.

“No,” you said as you squeezed tighter and started to stroke faster. Kento fought to keep his hands pressed into the wall above him as you had instructed him to do but it wasn’t easy going.

“Please Princess my cock hurts so badly,” he whined out again. You looked down and saw the head of his cock was almost purple in your hand.

“Then cum right now,” you demanded as you stroked his whole length as fast as you could. Kento refused to disappoint you so he came immediately. His cock twitched and throbbed in your hand as rope after rope of his cum shot out and landed on the carpet a foot away.

You doubled down on the stroking as you pushed him through his orgasm. When his cock started to shrink in your hand and his body was shaking you finally let go.

“Next time you will make sure no one catches you or your punishment will take place in front of an open window instead of a closed one. Understand?” you asked him as he panted heavily.

“Yes Princess,” Kento panted out as he lowered his big arms around you. He pulled your curvy clothed body into his own and growled softly.

“May I please make you scream my name into the night again Princess?” he asked as he buried his face into the crook of your neck.

“Yes, Kento you may,” you responded. He scooped you up and carried you over to your bed. And he did indeed make you scream his name in pleasure far after the sun had set.