Kurogane had never given any thought to the leather bands people in this world wore. He'd been to hundreds of worlds and seen hundreds of different styles. Leather bands on their necks were just another world's style.
He had completely dismissed the style until Fai walked into their shared bedroom. He was naked from his hips up, his pale form gliding through the air. The dark black pants he wore were loose on his thin form, hanging dangerously low on his body. On his neck he wore a black leather band around his neck, silver dancing seductively on the colorless fabric. Kurogane felt himself instantly responding.
"Fai," he murmured, beckoning the thin man to him and the single bed in the room.
"What is it Kuro-chan?" Fai whispered, his voice deep and husky with his own desire.
"Let me see that thing around your neck. Now," Kurogane answered, pushing himself into a kneeling position.
"You know," Fai whispered, crawling forward to kneel before the ninja. "On my world, there are called slave collars," Fai smirked, fingering the collar on his throat. "Only the slaves in the harems wore these. Or the whores."
Kurogane tangled his fingers with Fai's around the bad. "Does this make you my whore? Or my harem boy?"
"I'll be your whore tonight," Fai answered, blinking his long lashes seductively.
Kurogane fell back, pulling the thin wizard with him. With the blond straddling him, he thrust his hips up, pressing into Fai's clothed ass.
Tonight and tonight only, Fai would pretend to play the whore once more. Fai would be the ninja's whore. He would be Kurogane's whore.
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When Fai woke up considerably sated, he couldn't find his leather collar anywhere. Kurogane smiled in his false sleep, holding the collar tightly.
Tonight he would wear the collar for Fai.