Pairing: Adachi/Dojima

He hadn't wanted to admit to himself just how easy it had been getting used to sitting by Adachi's feet. His former partner was very particular about the way he even sat. Most of the time, he wanted Dojima sitting on his legs with his hands on the floor, like some sort of animal. Other times, when he was in a good mood especially, he wanted Dojima to rest his head on his knee or his leg.

"That way I can pet you, love." Was what he had said the first time the former police officer had asked. Ryotaro hadn't asked again after that and still wouldn't admit why the words had made him shiver.

What really bothered him, though, was just how easy it was to believe that Adachi had kept his word. Despite knowing just how easily the man could mess with him, he had somehow easily accepted that he was telling the truth. That he really WAS making sure that Nanako was happy and well taken care of.

He even let Ryotaro see her daily. And for extended periods of time when he had behaved exceptionally well. Something he had become better and better at doing as of late. He told himself it was all for Nanako.

But that didn't explain why and how he began to feel almost excited every time Adachi decided he wanted sex. Something that had been happening even more frequently.

One time, his mind had supplied that maybe it was because Adachi was so. . .voracious in his appetite for sex with him. Not to mention the sex actually hadn't been nearly as violent as when this whole thing had first started out either. And that had only been because he had struggled and fought. But, when he was well-behaved it was. . .almost loving. As loving as sex with a psychopath like Adachi could be, anyways.

Loving. That was a good word. As crazy as that might seem. Adachi always said the sweetest of things to him. Whether he was behaving or not. From pet names to sweet nothings after a satiating round of sex, Adachi never failed to tell him just how much he was. . .cherished? Yeah, that was a good word. Cherished. Adachi cherished him.

"I see those gears in your head turning, Baby. I shouldn't be worried, should I?" Ryotaro looked up at the man from where he was sitting and gave a small and hesitant, but happy and genuine smile.

"No. Not at all. . .Master," he could see the insanity in Adachi's eyes, but he could also see the happiness too. The happiness Ryotaro himself felt at that reaction was new but maybe- just maybe -it was because he had just had an epiphany.

"I'm just. . .happy." He didn't flinch when Adachi reached down a hand to pet his hair.

"I am too, Baby. I am too." He replied, gently tugging Ryotaro's head in the direction of his knee.