AN: Please be mindful: this chapter contains a panic attack and subdrop! This chapter shows that BDSM is sometimes not all fun and games, especially if you don't communicate! It goes both ways.

Also I hope this is good enough to follow on from the first chapter XD But this also marks over 400,000 words written by me of finder fanfiction :O

Akihito's life had changed drastically from before. At least it felt like it had. Yet on the surface, nothing was different. He still went to work five days a week, he still hung out with his friends and family on the weekends. He still helped his elderly neighbour with her grocery shopping.

But now he also spent a few hours every few weeks getting completely dominated in a dungeon located in a skyscraper in downtown Shinjuku. He saw Master Ryuu, or Ryuichi as he introduced himself officially, regularly and had been on three different livestreamed cam shows now. It was weird. Sometimes it felt almost like he was living a dual life but on the other hand, it all felt so seamless and natural.

There had been a noticeable change to Akihito himself though. He honestly didn't think he had changed but after so many of his friends commented on it, it had to be true. They said he was more relaxed and seemed more confident and comfortable with himself. Akihito never realised just how big that part of himself was or how important it was.

Memories of Master Ryuu's careful praise echoed through his head and Akihito flushed at the thought. That was only scratching the surface however. There was just something about the way the pain seemed to flay him open and the act of submitting himself completely to his master that was oddly freeing. It was like he gave up all his bad feelings during their scenes and all he was left with at the end was his master's praise and comfort. It left him feeling far more relaxed and content in his day to day life.

It wasn't all smooth sailing, of course. He had to miss out on a weekend trip to an onsen with his friends because of the vivid red whip marks across his backside that took some time to fade. He also had to be careful when sitting down sometimes and had brought a new puffy cushion for his computer chair at home for his poor, tender bottom. It was all worth it though. Akihito's hands would frequently stray to the healing bruises and press down just to feel that small bite of pain. It was a reminder of Master Ryuu's touch and would always bring a small, secret smile to his lips.

Akihito was even lucky enough to see Ryuichi outside of their scenes. While they only played in the man's dungeon every few weeks, they would still see each other once or twice a week. They would usually meet up for dinner and inevitably end up in bed, normally Ryuichi's. The older man seemed to enjoy showering Akihito with gifts before tying him to his bed and thoroughly making a mess of him. Outside of their BDSM contract, they had never put words to just what they were but Akihito couldn't find it in himself to care. He was flying high on the attention and care.

He heaved a sigh as he stepped off the bus and started his small trek toward the familiar Shinjuku high-rise. They were going to be playing off camera in the dungeon again tonight and he was looking forward to shedding this weird off feeling that had been plaguing him the last few days. Work was picking up and everyone was starting to become tense because of it. Terse words were frequently traded and after his horrible few days, the feeling built up. Akihito felt oddly restless and unsettled.

The walk there helped soothe some of the feeling away and replace it with burning anticipation. He took a moment to marvel at all the people walking by going about their day. Everyone was hurrying about as the storm clouds above threatened rain. Yet here Akihito was walking towards a dungeon in the sky ready to willingly be tied up and brought to tears from the pain. Then when the pain and the pleasure blurred together to take him to new heights, Master Ryuu would split him wide on his massive cock and fuck him right through his climax and far past into oversensitivity. Akihito hoped passers-by would attribute his pink cheeks to exertion from his fast pace. It was one of those moments where it all felt so surreal, like he was about to step into another world.

That feeling just heightened the thrill of anticipation crawling up his spine.

It wasn't long before he entered the building and walked to the elevators with a wave at the concierge. He had been embarrassed the first times he had come in with Ryuichi to go to his apartment the floor above the dungeon but the staff in the building had never been anything other than polite. Although the employees sometimes shot him a knowing smile. He was a regular now though so it couldn't be helped. He smiled at the thought as the elevator started its slow ascent. There was something nice about the idea of being a regular fixture in Ryuichi's life and it sent a warm feeling cutting through some of his unbalanced mindset.

The soft ding of the elevator sounded out his arrival and he hurried over to the only door in sight. His knocking sounded loud in his own ears as his anticipation heightened and Akihito found himself bouncing on the balls of his feet anxiously. It didn't seem to matter how many times he did this, the nervousness was always there. Now days it was a nervousness heightened with eagerness but still, his palms were starting to sweat and his heart was racing wildly.

His nerves were calmed before they could spiral out of control too much by the appearance of his master himself as the door swung wide to reveal the man in all his glory. Akihito never quite understood how the man seemed to make a tieless white business shirt and black slacks look positively drool worthy but he was certainly not complaining. It always seemed to amuse Master Ryuu that he just stopped and stared for a few moments every time they did this but he never commented on it.

"Good afternoon, Aki."

The deep voice and the man's powerful presence instantly soothed his nerves. Akihito found himself relaxing unconsciously and he smiled shyly up at the man.

"Hi."

He was rewarded with a small, soft smile and a large hand reached out to take his overnight bag from him.

"Are you ready to be a good boy for me again today?" Master Ryuu chuckled quietly at Akihito's small shudder and hitched breath. He shot him a smirk that was decidedly predatory before ushering him into the bathroom. "I'll take that as a yes then. Take your time to get ready, I've left everything out for you."

As if Akihito would ever not be good for him. Although he had thought about it once or twice. He wondered how Master Ryuu would react to him being a little disobedient. A spanking perhaps? The thought made him squirm with heady arousal as he stepped into the shower but Akihito would like that too much so it wouldn't be a punishment. Maybe he would put him in a cock cage and tease him mercilessly until he cried from the need to cum so badly. That sounded exactly like something Master Ryuu would do. However, once they were in a scene and his master was praising him in that deep, soothing voice, Akihito was always swept away and being anything other than Master Ryuu's good boy was unthinkable.

Clean inside and out, Akihito slipped on the puffy white robe and padded out onto the dungeon floor. He was still feeling oddly unbalanced but determinedly pushed the feeling away. They hadn't played together like this for a month and they hadn't seen each other last week at all because they were both so busy. Akihito wasn't about to let anything stand in the way of this session. Besides, he was confident that Master Ryuu's attentions would help right his mindset. It always had in the past when they played.

He was met with a hungry look and the older man prowled forward, his relaxed countenance changing to one of a powerful predator. It always made Akihito feel like a lamb trembling before the big bad wolf, waiting to get eaten alive. Master Ryu carefully disrobed him before guiding him with a warm hand on his back over to a St Andrews cross on the other side of the room. He positioned Akihito in front of it and he tried to wait patiently for his master to come back with his chosen toys. He felt jittery and almost jumped out of his skin when he felt hands ghost across his skin as Master Ryuu returned. He had been so busy trying to calm himself that he hadn't heard him approach.

"Did I scare you, baby boy?" A hint of amusement was in the older man's voice and he carded his hand gently through Akihito's hair in apology.

"Yeah," Akihito replied shakily. A black leather harness was carefully buckled around his chest and he squirmed at the constriction. It was uncomfortably tight and it felt as though it was restricting his breathing. Which was silly, because that was the entire point. Just tight enough to feel like it was effecting his breathing but not actually doing so. He tried to stand still as his ankles were cuffed next but he was failing miserably.

"Are you okay, Aki?" Master Ryuu moved to stand in front of him after he got no reply and his serious expression had Akihito blurting out the problem almost instantly.

"It's just tight, is all. But I mean that is the whole point…" He laughed awkwardly but trailed off as he wilted under the stern look.

"You need to tell me these things Aki," Master Ryuu said as he adjusted the harness's tightness. "I can't always know if you don't say anything. Something that feels good one session might not the next. Mindset has a lot to do with this but there are other factors as well. Most importantly, I need to you be honest with me like you promised right at the start."

"Yes, Master Ryuu," Akihito said softly as he hung his head in shame. How many times had they been through their BDSM contract? It was stressed every single time they talked about it but he still felt a twinge of guilt at the thought of possibly not pleasing his master. He wanted to be able take everything that was given to him, to submit perfectly and make his master proud. Yet by already loosening the harness from his masters chosen tightness, it felt like he had already failed in that endeavour.

"Just relax baby boy," Master Ryuu said as he stroked his warm hand down Akihito's bare back in a soothing gesture. "We'll start slow and build up from there today, okay?"

The warmth left his back at his nod of assent and he missed it immediately. Craning his head around, Akihito watched as the other man when back to his wall of toys and changed over his selection. When he came back, Master Ryuu only returned with two toys. The same soft leather flogger that he had used with Akihito the first time he came to the dungeon and a long, thin whip that he had only recently become familiar with. Neither where used for particularly high impact play and Akihito frowned at the change.

"What's wrong Aki?" Master Ryuu placed the toys down on a spanking bench off to the side before moving to stand in front of him. The older man pulled him into his arms and tipped his head back to stare into his eyes. Squirming slightly at the intense gaze, Akihito tried to look away but he found that he couldn't. "Do you not like my choices?"

"No!" he protested wildly before realising what he said. "I mean that's not it! I want anything that you'd pick for me!" The arched eyebrow told him that Master Ryuu wasn't convinced at all. "I'm sorry I made you have to change your choices though."

"Am I not allowed to change my mind?" Master Ryuu said archly and Akihito blinked in surprise. "From what I recall both of these implements are in our agreement and you are rather fond of both. I'm going to have you begging with pretty tears for me one way or another, baby boy. And I can assure you, I'm more than happy to give you whatever it is you need to be able achieve that. Now, are you ready to be a good boy for me?"

"Yes." His voice was the barest whisper but his masters answer had taken his breath away. Somehow the older man was always able to say or do exactly what was needed to settle Akihito's nerves and it never ceased to amaze him. Even after seeing him so frequently, he was still a little in awe of the man and a little intimidated. Especially in the dungeon when Master Ryuu played his powerful aura to the fullest. Once he had mentally given himself over to the other man completely, that feeling changed to one of warmth, of feeling safe and protected and taken care of. Akihito couldn't deny being more than a bit turned on by that predatory aura, however.

Akihito was moved to stand just in front of the large wooden cross and the older man pressed right up against his back. It was a warm presence and he lent back into it a little as his hands were raised to press against the smooth wood just above his head.

"Can you stay still for me without being restrained?" He nodded in reply. "Good. Now then, you need to stop thinking so much, Aki, and just let go for me."

Taking a deep breath, Akihito tried to relax his body but he couldn't help tensing up in anticipation. With his back to his master, he had no idea when the first strike would land. Master Ryuu did it on purpose, he knew, so that it would heighten his anticipation but also because he couldn't flinch away if he didn't know when to expect it. The only sound for long moments was his heartbeat pounding in his ears.

Akihito didn't even register the sound of leather slapping against his skin, he was just suddenly jolted out of his thoughts by a bright flare of pain across his backside. He gasped as his body jerked at the sharp pain but the sting was instantly soothed away by soft praise and a warm hand caressing his skin. Another slap of the leather flogger followed by a soft caress. The hits weren't hard but slowly they built up heat across his ass. He yelped as a slightly harder hit cracked across his skin. The pain bloomed seconds after the loud noise and he whined in discomfort at the sharp sting.

The large hand trailing across his cheeks didn't quite soothe the pain this time so he pushed back seeking more comfort. He whined as the hand was removed but it was replaced a few seconds later with the other man's body and Akihito leaned back against his strong chest.

"Give me a colour Aki." Master Ryuu's deep voice spoke directly in his ear and sent small shivers down his spine. Large hands rested on his hips and he revelled in the warmth for a moment while he tried to process the request.

"Oh!" he exclaimed after a moment and tried to crane his head around to look at the other man but he couldn't quite see him. "Green." That was new, he hadn't been asked for a colour directly like that before. Master Ryuu hummed as he stepped away but he didn't say anything in reply. It was only the rustling of clothing that gave away what the man's intensions were. An image of the supple black leather belt threaded through the loops on his slacks sprang to mind.

"Are you ready, baby boy?"

Akihito took a deep breath to try and steady himself before nodding. His ass felt like it was on fire, a fact he was all too aware of. Normally by now he would start losing the ability to think and would become almost liquid with the pain. Instead he was just feeling sore and tense. He wanted to let go, to hand himself over to the older man like he usually did but there was something different about today. He just couldn't relax. A bright flair of pain brought him back from his introspection and he yelped again.

"Just relax and let go, baby. I've got you."

Master Ryuu started up a steady rhythm to lay the belt across his ass and upper thighs. Akihito was aware that he wasn't hitting all that hard, not like he normally did. He found tears springing to his eyes at the pain but not in the good way. It hurt. And not in the way that made his blood sing and him want his master to do naughty things to him. It hurt in the way slamming your leg into a table hurt. Sharp, bright, and you just wanted it to stop. He didn't know how to make it stop though. He wanted to be where the pain became pleasure and it cleansed all the bad feelings away. Tears of frustration joined the tears of pain.

Akihito was too distracted by his inner conflict to even notice that Master Ryuu had stopped until the man pulled him away from the cross. He tilted his head back with a hand on his chin until they were standing almost nose to nose. The older man searched his face for a moment before gently wiping away his tears and one of his hands moved to stroke comfortingly through his hair.

"I think we should stop here for today," Master Ryuu said softly as he continued the gentle petting. Akihito's eyes flew wide and he tried to protest but was quickly cut off. "I want to bring you a pleasurable type of pain, and maybe some slightly less enjoyable types as well," he conceded after a moment, "but I don't want to hurt you. These don't seem to be tears of pleasure this time."

He trailed his free hand down Akihito's chest, past his stomach, to stop and rest on the top of his thigh. Akihito looked down and realised with a start that his cock was completely limp. There was not an ounce of arousal thrumming through his body any more, just pain and bad feelings.

"Oh."

"Come on, let's get you all cleaned up."

Master Ryuu leaned down to press a soft kiss to his lips before gently ushering him through the dungeon towards the bathroom. Akihito walked as though on autopilot, one leg moving woodenly after the other while his mind whirled. It was the second time that day that Master Ryuu had pulled him up about not saying what he was feeling. He had been so off balance that he hadn't even thought about using any of his safe words. That was exactly what 'orange' was for; so that they could stop and figure out where to go from there if something wasn't working. Instead he hadn't said anything at all and now Master Ryuu had to end the scene!

All Akihito wanted was to please his master and receive all the sweet praise and pleasured pain in return. He craved that kind of domination, so why was today so different?

He felt like he was about to cry when he nearly tripped over his own feet trying to walk through the bathroom door. Pain and frustration threatened to overwhelm him and he didn't want to just break down in front of this put together man over such stupid things.

"Ah, it's okay! I can just have a shower. I mean, I can wash myself seeing as I'm still, you know, with it." He said hurriedly, stopping the older man just before he reached the large bathtub. Akihito had learnt that the whole apartment was hooked up with the latest home automation technology and Mastery Ryuu had set it up so that he could run a bath remotely from his phone. Obviously, he hadn't thought to do it this time as he had been reaching over to manually activate the taps but Akihito desperately wanted to be alone. Usually he loved sitting in the bath in the handsome man's lap and soak up all the care and attention. Just not today.

Not while he was feeling like this.

The golden eyed man watched him for a moment before nodding. He walked over to kiss him softly again before he made to leave.

"Take your time, baby. We'll talk when you're finished."

The words were like a bucket of cold water dousing Akihito's skin. He stood frozen in the middle of the bathroom for a long moment after the door clicked shut. Did he mean…?

"Let me make this clear right now, I expect complete and total honesty from you from now on. If you can't do that then I will send you away right now."

The memory of those words said on their first meeting rang clear in his mind. Twice today he hadn't been completely honest with the other man. It was bad enough that their scene was ended early and neither got any satisfaction from it.

Did that mean that the Master Dragon was going to kick him out? He hadn't followed the rules so was that it? Fear coiled through him and he quickly ran to turn the shower on. The last thing he wanted right now was Master Ryuu to get concerned when he doesn't hear any water running and come investigate.

He gasped as he forced himself to move under the too cold water and used the shock of it to try and force away the rising panic. The cold water felt almost icy against his blistering skin and he shivered violently in response. It didn't help to calm his racing thoughts as much as he liked, however.

Panic, fear, and dread coiled in his gut making him feel nauseous. He wanted to stay with Master Ryuu. He wanted to be his good boy, his perfect little sub. He wanted to please his master and bask in the rewarded pleasure. He loved the way the man already seemed to know just how to play him and he enjoyed spending time with him outside of the dungeon. But if he ended their contract, all that would come to an end.

No more spankings, floggings or whippings. No more begging for a taste of that cock or hearing that deep voice dole out praise like he was the best little sub in the world. No more pained pleasure that walked the border line of too much and not enough. No more gentle bath sex or attention lavished upon him. No more soft nights in the older mans bed or good food out at a nice restaurant. No more chatting for hours. No more growing closer. No more Master Ryuu and no more Ryuichi.

Akihito choked back a sob. He had done the one thing that Master Ryuu had said was bad. All he needed to do was be honest. Such a simple request.

He fucked up.

And now his master wanted to 'talk' with him.

Suddenly Akihito just wanted out. He wanted to be out of the shower, out of the building. Just out. It felt like the walls were closing in and he struggled to breathe. Turning the water off, he sank to his knees in the shower stall and pressed his forehead against the wet tiles. He forced back the lump in his throat and took long, measured breaths.

In. Then out.

In. Then out.

By the time he thought he might just have himself under control, his skin was almost completely dry. All he had to do was dry off his legs and he could slip back into his clothes. Akihito hesitated with his hand on the door knob, chewing his lip in thought. He didn't know where Master Ryuu had put his overnight bag but honestly, he didn't want to go and find it. He just wanted to leave. If he could, he'd like to sneak out without the other man even realising.

If they didn't have that talk, then he could stay as the Dragon's sub for just a little longer.

Quietly, oh so quietly, he eased open the door and stepped out. The corridor was empty and he quickly made a beeline for the door to the foyer.

"Akihito?"

He stopped in his tracks and swung around to find the older man approaching with a small juice box in hand.

"Uh… I'm just going to go, if that's okay." He fidgeted uncomfortably and his gaze slid to the side, not able to maintain eye contact. "I'm a bit tired with all the extra work so I thought I'd get an early night…"

"Would you like a ride home?" the older man said as he held out the juice box.

Akihito accepted it automatically, without thinking and shook his head violently. "No! No. It's okay. I'll walk. It'll help me clear my head."

Master Ryuu opened his mouth to reply but Akihito didn't give him a chance, instead he quickly turned around with a hasty goodbye and dashed to the door. He threw himself out and ran to the elevator. The wait was agonising but thankfully he was left in peace for it. He kept expecting the older man to come out and demand to have that talk now, or ask him what was wrong. He knew that if he tried, there was no way he would be able to hold it together. He would break down and make a complete fool of himself.

By the time he had ridden the elevator to the bottom he was starting to tear up again. Akihito kept his head down as he made his way through the lobby and walked straight out into the middle of the thunderstorm that was threatening earlier. He was drenched through to his skin immediately.

It felt like the sky mirrored his mood.

As though mother nature was commiserating his awful day and giving him a way to hide his wet eyes. A bitter laugh bubbled up in his throat but Akihito fought the almost hysterical feeling back. Time enough for that when he was home and away from stranger's eyes.

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He didn't go to work the next day. Inevitably he got sick after spending so much time out in the cold and wet. Instead, he moped around his tiny apartment feeling sorry for himself. His entire body ached and it made his still bruised ass hurt that much more. The ache was dull but uncomfortable. It didn't have any of the normal good feelings associated with it and instead made his mood plummet.

There were no secret smiles that day.

Nor the next when he dragged his still slightly feverish self to work.

It just got worse and worse. He worked as a journalist for a large newspaper and being away that one day meant that he missed multiple tip offs, a few interview opportunities, and a press conference coverage to his co-workers. It was coming up to Christmas and everyone was incredibly busy. Even worse was because he was too sick to do any criminal stake outs or interact with clients, he was left writing back page articles for ridiculous stories.

Writing articles when the words seemed to swim across the page was not a good idea. He got chewed out by multiple department editors and virtually kicked out for being useless. Being sent home and unsure if he would be getting paid or not left Akihito feeling more depressed than before.

Each day he went back to work and each day was worse than the last. Editors screaming at him about poorly written articles, co-workers beating him to big scoops and throwing it in his face. Someone spilt their coffee down his favourite t-shirt after running into him because they were too busy talking on their phone to look where they were going. Somehow it was all his fault.

He dealt with all of it with the threat of losing his newly gained master looming over his mind.

It ate away at him. It was terrifying to him to lose all that he had only just gained because it represented a need within himself. He needed it. He needed Master Ryuu. He honestly didn't know if there was anyone else who could ever fill Master Ryuu's shoes and fulfil Akihito's needs so perfectly.

So when he received a message inviting him back to the dungeon a few days later, Akihito nearly cried out of sheer relief.

He knew the other man wouldn't invite him back there if he planned on stopping their scenes once and for all.

That meant that he had a second chance.

He was going to prove to Master Ryuu just how good he could be and make him proud to call Akihito his.

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As determined as Akihito was, he found himself feeling extremely nervous about going back to the dungeon. What ifs kept flying through his head and he found himself chewing on his lip worriedly more than once. Mainly, he was worried about hat Master Ryuu might say after their failed scene last time and Akihito's abrupt departure. He thought he might even be more nervous than he had been when he first came here and didn't know what to expect!

Relief flooded through him when Master Ryuu opened the door wearing exactly what he normally would and with the same warm greeting. Akihito sagged slightly as most of the weight seemed to melt from his shoulders but he quickly straightened and hurried inside at the other man's concerned look.

"How are you feeling today, Aki?"

Large hands clasped his hips and manoeuvred him around so that he was in the other man's arms. He leant into the warmth and just soaked up the safe feeling before replying.

"Stressed," he admitted softly. "I've been sick and work sucked."

"Is that what happened last time?" his deep voice was soft as he spoken and his arms tightened around Akihito when he nodded against his chest. "I thought we might do something a little different to start off with and see how you were feeling from there. Just remember to talk to me, okay?"

Akihito nodded again before craning his neck back for a kiss. Master Ryuu chuckled before obliging him and they stood in the doorway just kissing slowly as Akihito relaxed little by little. He was panting and flushed by the time they pulled away and arousal was swirling through his veins. He was given a smirk before being ushered off to the bathroom for his pre-scene ritual. The routine was almost soothing this time.

When he emerged shortly after, he found Master Ryuu reclining on a small leather couch with his shirt unbuttoned to revel washboard abs. His belt, a bottle of lube, and a small butt plug were resting beside him. He crooked his finger at Akihito and he walked forward with no small amount of trepidation. He trusted his Dragon to introduce new things to him in ways that only felt good but the unknown still caused him nervousness. At least, it did while he was in the headspace to be able to think about it.

He let his fluffy white robe fall to the floor before being directed to stretch himself across the older man's lap. Pink stained his cheeks as he realised the position opened him up for his masters viewing pleasure and he squirmed in arousal at the thought. A dark chuckle from above him told him that Master Ryuu knew exactly what was going through his head. He smoothed his warm hands over Akihito's back and squeezed his ass cheeks before readjusting him to his liking.

"We are going to start nice and slow today, Aki, because good boys get to be nicely warmed up by hand. Isn't that right?" He nodded vigorously in return and earned himself a second indulgent chuckle.

When the first slap struck his skin, Akihito could only moan in response. It was light enough that there was no sting at all, only the warm heat that sent desire swirling through him stronger than before. Small slaps peppered his backside and the heat slowly built higher. He hadn't been kidding when he said they'd start slow. By the time he was bringing his hand down with enough force to sting and sound out a resounding crack, Akihito was flying far too high to feel the sharp pain for what it was. The blistering warmth stemming from his ass was spreading through his entire body and the pain was instantly melting into pleasure. Unconsciously, he rutted his fully hard and dripping cock against the soft material of the other man's pants.

"Good boy, so good for me Aki. Are you ready for more, baby?"

"Yes!" he gasped out, "Please Master Ryuu!"

A pleased hum rumbled through the other man's chest as he reached for the belt that sat purposefully in front of Akihito.

"Good boys deserve rewards for asking so nicely."

Wet fingers teased at his entrance and Akihito gasped in shock, arching up to try and press back onto the digits. He gasped again as the end of the leather belt cracked down on the top of his thigh. He was given no chance to sort the feelings out from each other as the fingers relentlessly drove forward, breaching his tight hole to start stretching him open even as the other hand rained down sharp cracks with the belt. Everything was blurring together and Akihito was flying on the ecstasy of pained pleasure. It was almost as though he was disconnected from his body, his mind was flying so high, so far out that he felt distant from reality. All that existed was pain and pleasure mixed with perfect exquisiteness.

Master Ryuu's constant litany of praise just added to it and he found himself begging continually for more. He wasn't even aware of the exact words coming out of his mouth but the praise kept coming and the belt kept falling in tandem with the fingers stretching him out. Akihito whined when the fingers were removed and pushed back against the hand that stroked across his burning skin.

"Now, let's open you up enough to be able to take my cock like you keep begging me so prettily for." He picked up the plug and Akihito waited with quivering anticipation for it to be lubed up. "Such a good boy for me. You've done so well."

Fingers spread his cheeks wide and exposed his hole to the air, eliciting a low moan. The blunt head of the toy nudged teasingly at his entrance, applying not quite enough pressure before backing off a little. It was a frustrating tease and Akihito groaned in displeasure even as Master Ryuu chuckled darkly at his annoyance. Unthinking beyond getting what he wanted, needed, Akihito thrust himself back just as the plug nudged forward again and the force sent the plug right to the hilt.

Pain.

Sharp, bright pain immediately lanced through Akihito and he cried out in agony. Tears welled in his eyes and he bit down on his lip hard enough to taste blood as the pain throbbed through his entire body. It seemed to radiate from his clenching hole that still had the plug inside. He heard a small tsk from the other man and dimly noticed how stiff he seemed. He could feel gentle fingers pry apart his cheeks as though his master was checking him but all he could focus on was the agony shooting up his spine. The pleasure and arousal had gone in an instant and he was left feeling hollow in its wake. His body started to shake and the tears he had been desperately trying to hold back spilled down his face. The violent tremors wouldn't stop and great shuddering sobs forced their way from his throat.

Suddenly he was being hauled into the older man's arms. His own arms wrapped around his neck and legs around his waist as he buried his face in his neck, still sobbing uncontrollably. He was vaguely aware of them moving around the apartment but he couldn't focus on anything. Next thing he knew he was wrapped up in a blanket sitting in Master Ryuu's lap on the bathroom floor while they waiting for the tub to fill. He gently stroked his hair and whispered soft reassurances while Akihito cried brokenly against his chest. Eventually the tears ran dry and Akihito was left feeling drained and sore. A familiar small juice box was held up for him and he dutifully sucked on the straw, savouring the taste of sweet apple juice.

"Come on baby, let's get you in the bath and work on getting that plug loose without hurting you anymore."

"I'm sorry." Akihito whispered hoarsely as he was lifted from the blankets and placed into the warm bath. The older man paused while he was removing his pants and shot him a sharp look.

"Why are you sorry Akihito?"

He flinched at the use of his first name. Ryuichi used it frequently outside of the dungeon but never during a scene and only one other time in the dungeon at all. Which was last time when Akihito had been also been stupid. Tears welled up again and he felt so foolish. He did this to himself and Master Ryuu had to end the scene early. Again.

"Akihito, what's wrong?" The older man quickly climbed into the bath and pulled Akihito close again. "Talk to me baby, tell me what's wrong."

"I'm sorry." Akihito hiccupped, tears starting to trail down his cheeks again. "I didn't mean to make you end the scene so early again. I just wanted you to stop teasing me. I didn't mean to be stupid like last time."

"What do you mean, 'like last time'?" Master Ryuu had gone very still.

"You said right at the start that all you wanted was for me to be honest and last time I wasn't. I didn't mean to, I just wanted to be good for you and you always make it feel better and I feel floaty and happy afterwards. But that time I was feeling awful and I didn't tell you and I don't want you to get rid of me. And this time I hurt myself and you had to stop early again. And… And…"

"Shh, it's okay." He brought Akihito fully onto his lap, legs straddling his thighs so that they could face each other. He looked a little… Rueful? "Akihito, you dropped last time too, didn't you?"

"Dropped?" he replied, confused.

"Like this. The sudden drop from feeling all floaty and everything is pleasure? That's called a subdrop. That's what you just experienced. There's different effects for it, different ways to drop, and different levels of severity. How did you feel last time?"

"I felt awful." Akihito admitted quietly. "I felt really down and then I thought that maybe you wouldn't want me anymore because I wasn't being honest like I promised. I nearly cried then and it felt like I couldn't breathe and the walls seemed to close in." The arms around him tightened and Akihito was pulled against the older man's bare chest.

"So you dropped and then had a panic attack." Akihito craned his head up in alarm at the bitterness and regret in Ryuu's voice. "I should never have let you run off. I didn't initially realise that you weren't in the right headspace or I wouldn't have started the scene at all. And then you panicked because I didn't explain myself properly." He sighed and squeezed Akihito a little tighter. "I thought we could have a little naughty fun in the bath to make up for the scene ending early, maybe that would help you relax and unwind a little. But when you turned me down to shower on your own, I thought that you just wanted a little space. Then when you came out of the shower, you nearly left without me realising. I thought you were acting odd but you were gone before I could ask. I should have stopped you and cleared things up immediately. Akihito, baby boy, I could never get rid of you. Not for something like that. You might not know it yet, but you are mine. I was hoping to woo you a little more, so to speak, before asking you to be my lover, but I think sooner rather than later is better now."

"What?" Akihito moved back to stare up at the other man in astonishment. "Really?"

"Are you that surprised?" Ryuu raised a sceptical eyebrow. "We've been practically dating for the past few months. Dinner, movies, staying over." He clarified at Akihito's blank look. "I want you in my life and not just my dungeon. Although I do very much want you as a permanent fixture there too."

He smirked at Akihito's flush and he nodded shyly. "I would like that."

"Good. But Akihito… I do need you to be honest with me. What happened to today was an accident but what happened last time can be easily avoided. I'm not perfect, as much as it pains me to admit," he gave a short, self-deprecating laugh, "I can't always know what you are feeling. I'm not a mind reader. We need to communicate or someone, most likely you, WILL get hurt. I don't want to hurt you, baby. Not like that. I'm to blame for before. I shouldn't have let you be by yourself without making sure you were okay. You were worried the whole past week about it, weren't you?"

Akihito nodded and looked away guiltily. He should have trusted Ryuu more. He should have been honest like he promised.

"You said you wanted to be good for me, that was why you didn't speak out. Akihito, bringing you pain, bringing you pleasure, and just giving you want to need, what you desire most, gives me pleasure. If you aren't enjoying yourself, I can't either. As much as I'm a sadistic bastard, I do not get off on genuinely hurting anyone. Don't get me wrong, seeing you cry pretty tears and beg me to stop while your cock is hard and throbbing between your legs is truly exquisite. I also quite enjoy pushing you to your limits and discovering more things we can play with, but I never, ever, want to hurt you in a way that doesn't feel good. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Good." He ran his hand through his hair and rubbed his scalp gently. "How are you feeling now?"

"Tired." Akihito admitted as he leaned into the gentle affection. "Sore."

"It tore you a little," Ryuu explained and Akihito shifted uncomfortably. The plug was still firmly seated and there was a throbbing ache stemming from his abuse hole but it was nowhere near the crippling pain of before. "It's going to hurt a little on the way out too but the bath should have helped you relax enough that it's not too bad. Then how about we settle in bed with some movies?"

Akihito nodded again and turned his face up for a kiss. Ryuu obliged him almost immediately and he felt himself relax even more. He trusted this man completely and was thrilled that he got to have a permanent place in his life.

He was sure things were never quite going to the same. Although perhaps that could have been said from the first time he walked into this skyscraper dungeon.