It starts when Asami asks for coffee.
He was working in his home office, going over a contract that needed finalizing before a meeting that was set for later that week. Akihito was home for lunch and had kindly brought Asami a sandwich from a nearby cafe. They ate together while Akihito chatted about his day and plans to meet with Kou and Takato after they got off work later that evening. Sharing these moments with Akihito, listening to his chat about his work and friends over lunch made working from home a more enjoyable experience for Asami and why he's been slow on returning to the main office. He still has his...nightly tasks that require a more personal touch but for the most part, he's been as productive at home as he would be in the office. Only this time, he gets to be with Akihito during the day when he's home editing or working an afternoon shift.
After lunch, Akihito goes to his desk in the living room to check emails and upload his photos to the cloud before he leaves for the evening. An hour or so went by and as soon the afternoon slump started to kick in. Asami reached for his coffee mug only to find it empty. It was then he heard Akihito walking around in the kitchen. So he called out to him, asking him to bring him some coffee.
Asami didn't hear a confirmation but he assumed Akihito heard him as only a moment later, he walked into the room. Asami didn't bother looking away from his screen as Akihito placed the "coffee" next to him. So when Asami mindlessly reached out for the cup, his hand didn't land on smooth ceramic but instead crinkly, plastic-like paper. The sensation throws him off and when he looks to see what it is he is touching, he sees that it is coffee but in its packaging.
Unopened and still in bean form.
Asami stared at the package for a moment, looking up to Akihito who was still standing next to him with an expectant face, waiting for Asami to thank him. "I wanted coffee," Asami said slowly.
Akihito nodded. "Right."
Asami looked back at the package of coffee on the desk, waiting for it to magically change into a cup of coffee. Or for Akihito to laugh and reveal the actual cup of coffee he had hiding behind his back. It remained unchanged, unbrewed, in the same plastic/paper package it came in.
"In the mug." He said, looking up to Akihito
"Ah," Akihito said before he grabbed the package and walked back to the kitchen as if nothing happened. After a moment, Asami returns his attention back to the contract. When Akihito returned with the mug, Asami blindly reached for it only to immediately notice that a) the coffee was not warm and b) the "coffee" was still in bean form but now in the mug.
A slight pause hangs over them. "The beans have to be ground for it to be coffee, Akihito," Asami said while still confused by what exactly Akihito is doing.
Akihito shrugged and with a sigh, said, "Okay." Asami watched him walk away with a tilt of his head. He heard the coffee machine run, letting Asami know that the beans are finally being grounded and he goes back to his work but with a slight suspicion that Akihito isn't done with this 'joke' just yet.
He was right because when Akihito hands him the mug, showing a half cup of ground coffee and nothing else. Asami doesn't sigh but he does swallow it down before he says. "Water."
Akihito gives him a coquettish expression. Asami clicks his tongue against his back molar and repeats himself. "Water, it needs water so it can be coffee."
Akihito rolls his eyes like Asami was the one that was being difficult. "You're not really being clear on your instructions, old man." He said as he walked back to the kitchen, leaving the cup of ground coffee behind.
Asami, baffled, called out to him, "You seemed to not understand how to make coffee." As soon as that sentence leaves his mouth, Asami knows he's been tricked.
Akihito knows how to make coffee, he makes it daily, for himself as well as Asami but for some reason, he wants to be difficult, following Asami's commands but only to the literal letter. By the time Akihito comes back with a small pitcher of water, not hot because Asami didn't specify that he wanted hot water, Asami realizes that Akihito has started a game. So instead of asking for hot water, he thanked Akihito for the cool water as he poured it into the mug. He gives Asami a beaming smile that lets Asami know that Akihito won this round. Akihito then checks his phone seeing the time and a text from Kou before waving goodbye and promises to be home later for dinner.
Asami finds himself alone in his office, laughing silently to himself before getting up to brew himself an actual cup of coffee.
It has been three days since the "coffee incident" and Akihito has been trying his hardest to make Asami snap with little annoyances here and an undermining comment there. It's a game for Akihito, one where he wins even as he loses.
The exact rules of the game are ever-changing and are in no way clear to Asami but the point of it all is to see how long it takes before Asami has enough and throws Akihito over his lap or up against the nearest hard surface. Honestly, it's a favorite for both of them. Any time Asami asks Akihito to do something or asks him a question, Akihito is like a cat on the table about to knock something off, precariously tipping the object close to the edge in order to get the desired attention from Asami even when Asami's entire attention is on him and asking Akihito to not to knock the theoretical object off the theoretical table.
What this all means is that all that Akihito wants is for Asami to focus on him and only him and this game is the best way for him to ask (i.e. demand) without so much as actually asking (again: demanding) Asami for said attention. It's one of Akihito's biggest problems; telling Asami what he wants without hiding behind games. One of Asami's biggest problems is to stop and wait until the time is right to take what he wants. Everything is sweeter and heavier with patience.
So the setup is: Akihito subtly and not so subtly tries to get Asami's attention by poking, prodding, and avoiding Asami to get a reaction from him and Asami, holding on to his restraint until it's time to strike. Meanwhile, Akihito acts like he's the predator in the scenario, circling Asami and trying his best to corner him, approaching him with hopes to surprise him before running away when he gets too close, all while waiting for Asami to react. When in reality Asami only needs to sit and wait for Akihito to get close enough for him to snatch up.
This game officially begins when Akihito slaps Asami's ass while he's getting ready in the bathroom for a Zoom call.
Akihito hovers over Asami as he gets ready, talking aimlessly about the dream he had last night, the meme Kou sent him this morning, the song stuck in his head for the last hour. Nothing about what he is saying is monumental to Asami but he loves it just the same. He nods and hums at the right moments as he listens to Akihito while he moves around the bedroom, getting dressed.
That's when Akihito randomly says that according to Kou and Takato he can spank really hard. Asami couldn't help the chuckle that escapes from his lips as he tries to imagine Akihito spanking anyone. So it's a bit of a surprise as Asami finishes combing his hair, and Akihito slaps him. On his ass, while Asami is in mid-comb.
It was a good slap, Asami admits to himself, not super strong but there was definitely some power in there. Still, he stands there for a moment, looking at his stunned reflection as he reflects on what happened. He can see Akihito's mischievous grin reflecting back at him. Asami slowly puts down his comb and releases a small sigh. He looks over his shoulder at Akihito, who looks bashful yet proud and trying hard not to laugh. They engage in a staring contest for three heartbeats before Asami goes to grab Akihito.
Akihito manages to slip away with a loud squeak before Asami can find a purchase and is quick to run out of the bedroom and towards the living room and so the chase begins. Asami is hot on Akihito's trail, even as the young man jumps over the couch to escape. He laughs as he skids through the kitchen and past the guest toilet. He shouts as he runs down the hall and back towards the master bedroom. Asami can tell that Akihito was hoping to keep up the chase for a while longer, enough to have them be at a stall but Asami decided the moment Akihito ran that Akihito's game ends today.
Akihito tries to slip by again by jumping over and across the bed but that turns out to be his downfall as Asami grabs him behind and pulls him down with him on the bed and uses the momentum to pin Akihito down on the bed face first. He squeals with laughter calling out Asami's name as he tries to break free but Asami doesn't let go and instead takes his arms and pins them to his back, leaving Akihito with no way to push or fight back. He kicks but with Asami on top of him, he isn't able to throw Asami off, despite his best efforts to wiggle out of Asami's grasp.
Asami sits up, gripping Akihito tight with his thighs, and using one hand pushes up on Akihito's arm causing an uncomfortable stretch to the point that causes Akihito to start crying out in pain.
"Ow, ow! Uncle, Asami, uncle!" He hisses into the bedding.
Asami stops, releasing the pressure off his forearms, and then reaches down to grab the back of Akihito's hair forcing Akihito to arch up and backward so Asami can whisper into his ear. "Your game ends here, Akihito."
"Wh-what game?" He asks, clearly playing dumb. Asami rolls his eyes and tugs harder on Akihito's hair. The young man stifled a moan but Asami hears it all the same and nips the top of Akihito's ear.
"You know exactly what you have been doing." He hisses before pulling Akihito up and off the bed, taking him by the neck and pushing him to the fake bookshelf directly in front of the bed, and pulling on the latch to open the secret room. He roughly shoves Akihito inside, not caring that Akihito falls to the ground with a huff. Before Akihito can get back up, Asami takes him by the arm and nearly drags him onto the queen-size canopy bed that sits against the back of the slightly smaller bedroom. The walls are lined with various of restraints, floggers, and sex toys. The bed itself is simple with soft sky blue sheets and full pillows resting against the sturdy dark wood. There are soft leather cuffs at either end of the bed as well as rope securely resting on iron hooks that hang out of sight against the wooden pillars.
It's a subtle yet intimating bed and one Akihito is very familiar with.
Asami quickly locates the restraints he wants and turns to look over his shoulder at Akihito who is rolling onto his side, watching Asami with hazy eyes as he licks his bottom lip with anticipation.
"Get undressed, now," Asami commands.
Akihito releases a small impatient sigh. "No." He says flippantly and rolls on his back exposing the growing hardness in his jeans. Asami clenches down on his molars to stop the smirk that is itching to appear on his face and repeats his command.
Akihito shakes his head. "I don't want to." He says with a pout.
Asami raises an eyebrow and checks in. "Color?"
Akihito blinks and there's a brief clarity in his hazel eyes as mutters under his breath, "Green." Asami gives him a small nod before getting back to the scene.
"Undress now, Akihito." He orders again as he crosses his arms, the restraints jingling next to him. Akihito shakes his head with more force, his blonde hair sprayed against the fair blue sheets as his cheeks flush a pale pink. Asami walks over to Akihito with careful steps and stands over him with an unamused look. "That's three times, brat, that I gave you a command and you've refused to listen. I'm giving —" He doesn't get the chance to finish his sentence before Akihito blows a loud raspberry at him before busting out laughing.
Asami closes his eyes, clicks his tongue against his back teeth, and releases a loud huff. If Akihito wants to play this game on difficulty then so be it. Asami stands quietly as he waits for Akihito's laughter to quiet down to the occasional giggle. As Akihito looks up at Asami through his eyelashes, absentmindedly biting his bottom lip before giving Asami a flirty grin. Asami continues to wait until Akihito begins to squirm underneath his gaze, waiting impatiently for Asami to make his move. A minute, then two, and then five minutes stretch on and Asami doesn't budge, only keeping his golden-brown eyes pinned at the blonde before him.
With a whiny "Asamiii~" Akihito calls out to him and shallowly bucks his hips, his patience wearing thinner as Asami keeps still. Akihito pouts, his plump mouth twisting in frustration before he sighs and starts to sit up. "Fine, if you don't —" He doesn't finish his sentence as Asami grabs him by the shoulder and turns him around with a heavy shove onto his stomach. Akihito releases an "ooof!" as Asami pins him between his thighs. Asami undresses Akihito with a sense of calm urgency, ignoring Akihito's sounds of complaints as he strips him fast and with little care of Akihito's clothes. They're cheap and Asami will replace them later if his brat complains enough.
With Akihito now naked, Asami can't take any time to appreciate it and makes quick work of placing him in the cuffs before Akihito, baffled by how quickly he became naked, realizes what Asami is doing. When he feels the cuffs around his wrists, Akihito begins to struggle, trying to throw Asami off but he has no leverage with his hips pinned to the bed, his legs dangling off the bed. Once Akihito's arms are secure in the leather cuffs, Asami moves to place the connected collar around Akihito's neck, helping bind Akihito's arms to his back. Akihito tries to move away but he's being held down by Asami's hard body that it's useless to try to escape.
Finally bound, Asami takes another fist full of Akihito's hair, forcing him to arch back a little with a low hiss. "Safeword?" He whispers against his temple.
Akihito pants, his eyes blinking rapidly as he thinks. "...butterfly."
Asami hums and asks again. "Color?"
"Green," Akihito answers quickly.
Asami releases a pleasing sound and kisses Akihito's temple. "Good boy." and releases his hair and reaches for the cuffs that are attached to the end of the bed and makes quick work with spreading Akihito's legs into a wide "V" and placing the cuffs around his ankles, giving Akihito no real way to escape. Asami kneads up Akihito's thigh for a moment, rubbing his hands over Akihito's bare ass, giving the flesh a couple of hard squeezes before pulling away. Akihito releases a distressed moan and wiggles his hips to entice Asami back. Asami huffs a small laugh at Akihito's neediness as he walks to the small bedside table and grabs a bottle of lube. He opens the second drawer and quickly locates what he is looking for.
He places the bottle of lube, a small towel, and blindfold next to Akihito, leaving it in his boy's line of sight when he notices his watch. Asami grimaces as he sees the time. He has a little under twenty minutes before his zoom conference starts so he needs to be quick but not rush the scene through. He checks over the wall and locates the extra straps and cuffs he needs as well as two different gags. He'll let Akihito pick which one he wants. He opens up the small chest near the wall and finds the plug with the remote and places all of the items on the bed next to Akihito.
Akihito, who has been watching him over his shoulder with a heated gaze all the while grinding his hips into the bed. If Asami had more time, he would stop and stare back until Akihito couldn't take it anymore. Instead, Asami ignores the stare and stills Akihito's hips before moving him back onto his stomach and starts to dress him in the additional restraints. Once the leather straps are secured around his thighs and ankles, Asami reaches for the lube, the towel, and the plug. He doesn't bother warming up the lube before moving to place his finger against Akihito's entrance causing Akihito to jolt with a low hiss.
"Ah, a little warning would be nice." He says as Asami slowly slips the first finger inside. Asami shushes him as he moves his finger steadily inside and out again for several strokes and then slides in the second finger. "What, now you're not going to talk to me?" Akihito asks in between panting, giving Asami a glare over his shoulder.
Asami doesn't take the bait and continues to finger him with little attachment. This isn't to get Akihito off despite what Akihito wishes. Asami doesn't even slip into dirty talk. He is as methodical as possible as he stretches Akihito. It takes a couple of minutes before Asami feels Akihito relax more to slip in the third finger, though he doesn't work too hard to loosen him up. They both like when Akihito is tight but he needs to be loose enough to take the plug without too much tension.
"Asamiii~" Akihito whines, trying to find a forgiving friction for himself against the sheets and Asami's fingers but Asami stills and lifts his hips to stop him from humping the bed.
"Akihito, I don't have time to play." He warns, quickly finding Akihito's prostate, pressing against the nerve that has Akihito letting out a loud moan. "Do I need to get the ring or are you going to behave yourself?" He thrusts his fingers hard against Akihito's inner walls causing Akihito to jump a little and cry out.
Akihito quickly nods, his hair fluttering all over the sheets as he stutters out, "I'll be good, I promise." Asami hums and presses against his prostate again to watch Akihito pant and groan into the bedding.
"I'll be the judge of that," Asami says as he pulls his fingers out, wiping them on the towel before grabbing the plug. He adds a little more lube and then carefully inserts the plug, watching as Akihito's hole takes in the blunt silicone, inch by inch until the base of the plug is left sticking out against Akihito's pale skin. Akihito is shaking and groaning, feeling every inch as Asami reaches for the remote and turns on the plug with two clicks. He hears the soft buzzing from the toy thrumming inside of Akihito before Akihito lets out a soft cry, shuttering, and comes against the sheets. Asami keeps his face impassive as he watches Akihito orgasm, impressed that he was so close just from a little manhandling and fingering.
"I thought you said you would be good." He says, letting irritation color his tone. Internally, Asami is pleased as he loves it whenever Akihito comes, loves how sensitive Akihito is despite how often they fuck but he still gives out a disappointed sigh and turns off the toy leaving Akihito trembling. Akihito's face is flushed and looks a little sheepish at himself. He stammers out apologies but Asami doesn't wait to listen and stands up to find a cock ring from one of the drawers. He checks his watch and sees he has ten minutes before the meeting. He should have enough time, he thinks to himself and grabs a simple silicone cock ring.
Akihito is pouting as Asami twists him on his side and grabs his spent dick and places the ring around the base. "I didn't mean to Asami, I swear." He says but does nothing to stop Asami from securing the ring in place. He sounds sincere, probably just as surprised that he came that quickly as Asami was. Still, he's not getting out of this punishment just yet.
Asami pets his hair to shush him. "I know, pet. But I need you to behave and since you couldn't stop yourself," Akihito opens his mouth to interject but Asami stops him with a look and continues, "whether you meant to or not, you should have told me. So because you came, you will have the ring on." Akihito's pout deepens and Asami wants to kiss the full mouth until it's red but resists since that's a reward. Instead, he slips the cock ring onto Akihito's spent cock, securing it around the base.
"Now, I want you to pay attention to me." He commands, slipping into his Dom mode like a well-fitted suit. Akihito looks at him with wide eyes in attention. "I have a general meeting with the department managers that I need to attend and when I'm finished, I can play with you but only if you behave well." He pauses, giving Akihito a pointed look that lets him know that there is no room for argument. "You will be gagged, blindfolded, and restrained while the meeting is taking place. You will be a good, quiet pet." He adds emphasis to the word 'quiet'. Akihito bites his bottom lip to stop a grin from growing on his face.
"Do you agree?" Akihito enthusiastically nods his head. "Say it."
"Yes sir." If Akihito's hands weren't bound, Asami thinks that he would give him a cheeky salute. Asami pinches his thigh in retaliation making Akihito jump a little but laughs in return.
"Do you remember how to communicate when you can't speak?" Another nod. "Show me," Asami demands.
Akihito snaps his fingers once. "Once for go." He snaps twice. "Two to slow down." He snaps three times. "Three to stop." He finishes with a proud grin. "Choosing to snap instead of tapping since my hands aren't in a good position to tap loud enough." Asami gives a small one in return.
"Good boy." He says and watches Akihito melt a little. Asami reaches down to undo the ankle restraints that are attached to the bed and helps Akihito stand up. He firmly holds Akihito by the neck, knowing that just because his arms are bound doesn't mean he wouldn't slip away again for another chase, and grabs the blindfold, the gags, and the leather straps and steers Akihito to the second hidden door that leads into the office and Asami places Akihito in his designated place on the floor which is in Asami's line of sight when he's sitting at his desk.
Akihito sits down without too much fuss and Asami bends Akihito's legs enough so that his thighs touch his stomach. He takes the extra leather straps and attaches them to the buckle on the thigh harness and then connects it to the cuffs on Akihito's ankles, placing him in the classic crab position. Once Asami is satisfied with the bindings, he holds out two of the gags he grabbed earlier for Akihito. "Choose wisely." He says with a slight grin. Akihito may not roll his eyes but the look he gives Asami tells him that he wants to.
In his right hand is the standard red ball gag, a personal favorite of Asami's as he likes the way the red stands out against Akihito's skin. In his left hand is a recent purchase, the cock head gag. Akihito shyly picked out one night while Asami was online shopping one night. The fake cock head is small and short, laughable really when compared to Asami's cock but it fills Akihito's mouth perfectly and it's become his silent favorite.
Even now as Akihito looks at both of the gags, his eyes keep lingering on the penis gag, making it a quiet choice. But Asami doesn't want to guess or choose this for Akihito, this is a lesson for Akihito to be vocal about his wants. A moment passes and Akihito still hasn't verbalized which gag he wants so Asami sets down the cock gag and starts to place the ball gag in Akihito's mouth but he pulls back with a pout.
"I -" Akihito starts, his hazel eyes flicking toward the cock head gag and then back at Asami. Asami tilts his head and stares at Akihito, silently telling Akihito to say it. Akihito licks his bottom lip and points at the gag with his chin. Asami frowns and brings the ball gag back to Akihito's mouth but Akihito gives out a whiny, "No."
Asami gives Akihito a stern look, frustration tainting his mouth as Akihito looks back down at the gag and finally says, "I want the other one." Asami raises an eyebrow. "Please." He adds quietly.
A breath passes between them and then Asami reaches for the other gag. It takes little time to secure the gag in Akihito's eager mouth and around his head. Next, Asami takes the blindfold but before he places it over Akihito's eyes, Asami leans in to place a chaste kiss against Akihito's forehead, his last moment of kindness as he stares into Akihito's wide, loving eyes. Once the dark silk is in place, Asami gets Akihito in position, grabbing the large pillows that rest against the back wall and placing them next to and around Akihito, so if he were to try and escape (and he would just to spite Asami), he would land on something softer than the hard wood.
By now, Asami is late and checking the time on his watch, he's going to get the stink eye from Kirishima, so he doesn't bother with tying Akihito to the leads that are attached near the window. He can't go far in his current position anyway. He sits down in his chair and quickly finds the meeting link. While the window loads, Asami looks over to Akihito, watching him as he sits quietly, bound in leather and gagged, completely at Asami's mercy. He's beautiful in this submission but he is missing something. Asami grabs the remote from his trouser pocket and sets it gently on the desk. As the screen flashes, letting him know that the meeting is about to take place, he presses the remote twice to turn on the vibrator.
Akihito jolts, releasing a soft cry behind the gag. Asami shushes him with a smirk before turning his attention back to his computer. "I'm here, Kirishima." He says to the small video feed of his long-suffering secretary.
"So glad for you to join us, sir." He says dryly as he shuffles some papers on his desk before directing his attention elsewhere. "You can pick up where we left off, Tani-san."
Asami leans back into his office chair, his hand curling around the small remote and keeping his face in the direction of both the camera and Akihito simultaneously. As Tani-san from Marketing begins his spiel, Asami clicks the remote again, enjoying the way Akihito's spine straightens, his hands clenched into fists as he chokes around the gag to stay silent.
Asami brushes the tip of his tongue underneath his top teeth as he watches Akihito struggle against the vibration. Asami glances at the clock on his screen, half-listening to the meeting updates, and wonders to himself if he will be able to hold off until the end of the meeting. Asami presses the mute button on his keyboard, leans back into his plush chair, presses the remote twice again, and listens to the muffled cries in the corner of the room over the sale's presentation.
Yeah, he thinks to himself, he can wait.
Hello~ This has been cross-posted from AO3 under the same name and penname.
Please enjoy this late submission for Kinktober 2021...now Kinkcember 2021. Heh.
Thanks for reading!
