Eiri shut the lid of his laptop and relaxed on his big black chair. He was finished working, but it had been a bit harder than usual.

He looked at the window and realized that it was already dark. He swiftly gazed at the clock; a measly chapter had taken him two hours to write. The blond sighed, two hours of constantly wrestling his libido had been very difficult. The image of Shuichi, struggling against his bond in the nearest bedroom was torturing.

The first thirty minutes had been the worst. Eiri could overhear his lover's muffled squeals even from his office. They lost their frequency as time passed by and as the little one's energy slowly vanished. The novelist would imagine Shuichi's sweaty and possibly aroused body, his teeth biting hard in the green tie in his mouth, his little hips moving up and down with each tug of either one of his legs…

With every paragraph came the cruel image of his captive and unedifying urge to pleasure himself. He could feel himself hard, but stayed focused no matter what. The golden eyes remained locked onto the computer screen, resisting the many temptations. After all, if Shuichi had to be deprived, even from his own hands, why should Eiri have a right to pleasure?

After a while came the restless worrying. "What if his bonds are too tight? Shuichi could be in pain, and I'm ignoring his cries for help!" Thoughts of the sort would often go through Eiri's mind. He remembered what Shuichi had said about being delicate to the point that he needed his own pillow or he couldn't sleep. The last thing he wanted was to hurt the boy. But he remembered well that the ties weren't too tight; he was sure of that, and the fact that the knots were nowhere in the reach of Shuichi's fingers. "It's not like I put him in boiling water or something like that, he just tied to our bed!"

The man rose from his chair with a sigh, and leisurely walked towards his lover's cozy prison.

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Shuichi had officially given up; it was no use fighting anymore. His arms and legs were hurting from all the pulling and his jaw was getting sore from being forced open. He had no idea how long he had been trapped like this since he was too far from the alarm clock to see the time; all he knew it that it seemed forever. All he could do was wait for Eiri to come untie him.

"And when did Yuki get this good with bondage anyway!" he thought, Eiri was really full of surprises. Until now, the boy imagined that only his friend Hiroshi would be as weird as to want to tie him up for kicks. He moaned and shook his head to best he could to get his little adventures with Hiro out of his mind.

He had first generally tried to pull himself out of his bonds out of panic. He certainly had not expected something like this from Eiri. Somewhere in his heart he had been afraid; maybe that Eiri would let his anger out and hurt him or something of the sort. He had screamed out to him for the longest time, hoping for an answer that never came. The little one wanted his Yuki to return, untie him and hold him in his arms to comfort him.

Then he realized that if he pulled too much on his bonds, the silk would make the knots slide and tighten. The boy remained immobile for a few minutes, trying to console himself. "Yuki isn't that mean, he won't leave me here all night. He said he had to work, he'll come back soon…" A few tears slid down on the mattress as his fears sent terrorizing chills down his spine. He listened, to make sure that Eiri had not left the house; he could hear the faint sound of keyboard typing and sighed with relief.

Without pulling, Shuichi tested the tightness of the tie around his wrists. It was nice and snug, and it didn't hurt him at all. His fingers outlined the placement of the fabric, and searched for the knot. Eiri had wrapped the tie around his lover's wrists quite a few times, and the knot rested in the ideal center, underneath the many layers. The boy groaned with frustration in his gag, freedom was well out of his reach. But if there was a knot fixed to his wrists, there had to be another one that held his hands against the bedframe. He moved his hips as far back as the ties on his ankles could allow him, which was unfortunately not enough. The tie had been set the highest its length could allow it, probably in the sole purpose to keep the boy's fingers away.

Even more frustrated, Shuichi arched his back and drove his head backwards, to see if he could attain the knot with his teeth. His feet, being his only support, slipped a few times on the smooth sheets, but the boy caught the knot in his mouth after a few tries. It had been clinched tightly, and the presence of another tie in his mouth made it impossible to close his jaw around a single strand.

His whole body crashed against the mattress, breathing hard from his fruitless labors. He began to shout out meaningless grumbles to Eiri, hoping that maybe he would return soon, in vain. Shuichi then tried to push out the knotted tie out of his mouth, if he could do that, he might have a better chance at getting his hands free. Anyway, isn't the tongue the strongest muscle in the whole body? He pushed at the tie without result, Eiri had probably made sure not to leave any slack for that specific reason. "Geez, he really is good at this!"

The little pink kitty tried as a last resort to get his ankles free. If he could manage that, he would be able to turn around and get a better look at his bonds, not to mention that he could elevate higher and undo the upper knot. But it all was to no avail, Eiri obviously knew what he was doing and was determined to have his lover helpless for as long as he desired.

He stopped struggling and looked at the curtained window. "Yes, I am trapped for as long as Yuki wants me too". He thought and remembered Eiri's words back in his office. His arms were held above his head against the wall, and Eiri had said: "…then you'll be all mine".

He understood then, and wondered why he hadn't thought of it before. Eiri had not only tied him up to keep him away while he worked, but he had meant this in a sexual way. The boy's gigantic amethyst eyes stretched open with recognition.

The thought of Yuki taking advantage of him in this situation was agonizing. Shuichi had experienced it before with Hiro and had loved it too much to ever admit it. He loved to be vulnerable in another man's arms, and couldn't really help it. And before he apprehended it, his sex throbbed with anticipation.

He moaned again in his gag and closed his eyes, he was exhausted. If Eiri wanted to have fun later on, he should be rested up and be ready for him. He smiled to himself underneath his gag, and went out like a light.

His subconscious however reacted differently towards his expose and his defenselessness. Troubling memories returned to the surfaceof Shuichi's mind; images of an underground parking lot, faces, and pain. He began to tremble in his sleep, his eyes shut themselves tighter and his little hands rounded into stiff fists inside their bonds.

At that moment, the bedroom door opened, and Eiri stepped in, smiling at the cuteness of his beloved.

Well here you go! I'm cruel aren't I? Yes I know! Nothing happened I just got very chatty and detailly! (I know that'snot a real word)
Looks like you're gonna have to wait until the next chapter toknow what happens!

I am a lot more proud of this chapter, I am getting my talent for english back! Actually the fist chapter is nothing compared to this baby!

Hope you enjoyed Puppies, feel free to whine as much as you want!