Wishes
Stage 15 - The Experiment
Joshua flipped open his phone for the 10th time in the last hour, but he sighed and flipped it shut almost right after. The last Game had come and gone in a heartbeat, and Joshua had barely batted an eye at it during it all. And why was that? Because there had been no interruptions at all…
And that was what had him worried.
The last few months, he had always been called out by Neku at least once a week, whether there was a Game going or not, and this time there hadn't been a word from the Kyuubi. That in itself was worrisome, let alone the fact that Neku had mentioned his memories would be wiped at one point. There was no way this could be good…
After taking a deep breath, Joshua pushed up from his desk and walked out his room, down the stairs, and then out of WildKat. It was still early, so Hanekoma was still asleep, for which he was glad. He wasn't really in the mood to explain where he was going so early in the morning.
As he walked, though, he came to a sudden realization. This had to be the first time that Joshua was the one going to meet Neku, without the Kyuubi prodding him into going.
Joshua sighed softly as he walked – and then he paused when he spotted someone he recognized. Someone he hadn't been expecting. He was about to just turn and walk around, but he had already been spotted.
"Oy, Kiryuu!" Reachi called out, and Joshua resisted the urge to curse, before he turned around to face the man who had called to him.
"Ah, Sakuraba-san, good day," he spoke politely as the man approached. He wasn't wearing the black coat today, but instead he wore some easy clothes, though still all in black, which, given the weather, wasn't such a bad idea. He was also carrying a hefty looking bag in two fingers over his right shoulder, a sports bag by the look of it… Maybe he just came from the gym or something. "I actually didn't see you there."
"Hey, kiddo… do me a favor and don't be so formal with me, will ya?" Reachi chuckled out, his bag still hanging over his shoulder from two fingers.
"Hm? Well, if you wish. Though, what do you want me to call you then?" Joshua asked with a small chuckle.
The redhead merely smirked and said: "Call me 'Rea'," and then he tapped his left temple as he quipped: "Got it memorized?"
"Hihi. Yes sir," Joshua quipped cheekily. After a moment, however, he sobered up and he realized that he needed to say something he really didn't want to… but he had to… "I heard about your wife… I'm sorry for your loss."
"…Ah… yeah…" Rea murmured, rubbing at his neck for a moment, all trace of amusement gone. "It's sad… but what can you do? Sometimes these things… just happen…" Rea shrugged. "Much as we want, we can't stop that."
"…I suppose you're right…" Joshua agreed. "How's Neku dealing? He seemed… well, spaced out… when he got the news…"
The redhead shook his head with a small smirk. "Heh. Yeah, that's just like him," he chuckled out. "Always keeping his emotions under wraps when all he wants to do is cry."
"Hm? Odd… I wasn't aware he was like that," Joshua murmured, filing that piece of info away for later.
"Well, don't tell 'im I said so," Rea laughed, before he sobered. "Honestly, though, he's got that from Meiko… Those two just hate having people worry about them, so they sentence themselves to crying alone."
"…Tragic…" the Composer murmured thoughtfully.
"Hmhmm… and they dun even realize that it's only making people worry about them more than they did already…" the man added. "Anyway, kid's just along this path if you're looking for him," he said casually, pointing down said path.
"Ah, thank you."
Rea merely smirked and slapped the silverette on his shoulder, and walked past him. "Been nice seeing you, kiddo. See ya."
Joshua nodded quietly, watching Rea go for a brief moment, before he started walking again. And before long, he spotted the redhead in question…
And he froze.
Neku wordlessly sipped from his can for a moment, staring up to the sky, before he spoke casually: "So… that everything you wanna know?"
"…ch… yeah," Jin said simply from where he sat, one leg slung over the bench's armrest, holding his own can by its edge with just his fingertips, with his cap obscuring his eyes. Whatever they had been talking about, it barely seemed to interest him.
"Heh… You're never gonna change, huh?"
"…prolly not…" Jin mumbled, before he downed the remainder of his drink and threw the empty can 6 feet away into the nearest trash can with perfect aim.
"Nice shot…" Neku said softly.
"…whatever…"
Neku merely chuckled. But before he could say something…
"Having fun, boys?"
Neku blinked and looked over, while Jin merely looked up.
"Niisama." / "…you again?"
Ruka chuckled as he walked over, dressed in the same easy clothes he had been wearing when Jin had first met him and carrying a pretty hefty looking bag along. "Wasn't expecting to see you both here, to be honest," he admitted. "You two holding up okay?"
"Yeah, we're okay. Right, Jin?" Neku asked casually of the brunette, who merely snorted in response.
The older silver-haired fox laughed softly. "Hahah, good to know. Anyway, Neku, I'm here to pick up a small package you have for me?" It was half a question, half a statement.
"Ah, right." Neku stood up and reached for his belt, removing the small cricket cage, ignoring the frightened wails coming from it and handing it to Ruka, who seemed just as intent on ignoring the sound.
"Thank you. And this is for you," Ruka said, handing the bag to Neku, who took it curiously – and nearly collapsed under its weight with a yowl. "Yeah, careful, it's heavy."
"You don't say," Neku grumbled, setting it down by his feet. "What'd you put in there?"
"Oh, just a few things for you to… experiment with, if you will," Ruka chuckled softly.
"…I almost don't wanna know…" the redhead murmured.
Jin snorted and stood up wordlessly. "…whatever…" he mumbled, putting his hands in his pockets and began to walk off.
"Oyoy, Jin…" Ruka chuckled out. "You really should learn to enjoy your life a little more, you know?"
"…what's the point?" Jin asked, looking back over his shoulder. "I'll be dead in a few weeks anyway." And with that, he walked away without another words spoken.
"…Hm… that true, Neku?" Ruka asked once the boy had gone.
"…Yeah… second of November…" the redheaded fox murmured.
"Not long from now, huh?"
Silence befell the pair for a few moments, before Neku sighed. "So um… how's Kamui?"
"Oh he's… hanging around," Ruka said, almost casually, but both his eyes and facial expression turned stone cold just then.
"…I dun wanna know…" Neku almost whimpered, which was only answered by a small smirk.
"Either way, I'll just leave you to your own devices for now," the older fox said casually. "I still have some work to do, after all. Busy, busy, busy…"
Neku chuckled and shook his head. "You're always busy."
"Exactly. That's why I'll be going now," he said casually, as he waved and started walking away with a smile, leaving Neku on his own.
Said redhead watched the other Kyuubi go, before he said without turning around: "Hey, Joshua."
He didn't turn to face the Composer, but he didn't need to in order to know it was him. Joshua didn't reply verbally for a while as he stepped closer, which in itself was unusual, but Neku left it be, for the time being. He had some other things to worry about, after all…
Wordlessly, he bent down to properly pick up the bag Ruka had given him (since he was afraid the handle would snap because of its weight), before he finally turned to Joshua. "So… how'd the Game go?"
"…Well enough, thank you," the silverette said curtly, and Neku blinked once, but he didn't say anything about it.
"…Something wrong?" Neku asked, a tad cautiously. He could already tell something was off…
"…No. Nothing's wrong."
Curt. To the point. And very unlike Joshua.
A small idea formed into the Kyuubi's mind as to the reason behind this change in behavior, but he wasn't going to press his luck here. So, after adjusting his hold on the bag, he asked: "Aaanyway, if you've got some time, you wanna go to my place? Gotta unpack and stow away all this stuff I got."
"…Sure."
No smart comments. No airy giggle. No nothing.
'The hell is wrong with you, Joshua?'
Joshua had only one word for the trip to Neku's apartment… no wait, two; silent and tense. At least, it was tense to him. Why? Hell, he didn't even know. The moment he saw Neku speaking to Jin so casually… something just… just… he didn't know what it did… but he didn't like it.
Neku balanced the bag in one arm as he fished in his pocket for the keys, and almost dropped the bag. "Argh! Dammit!" he hissed as he caught it moments before its contents (whatever it was) could hit the floor.
Joshua sighed, catching the 'subtle' hint and took over the bag. "Just get the keys, dear."
"Shut it!" Neku growled out, finally managing to pull out his keys and open the door before heading inside, with Joshua following right behind.
Once Joshua had kicked the door shut and wriggled out of his shoes, he followed the redhead into the living room, where he deposited the bag upon the coffee table as Neku walked into the kitchen. As Joshua moved back to take a seat, however, the bag finally caved in under its own weight and tumble over, sending several boxes crashing to the floor.
"Woops!"
"Hey, watch it! I don't know how much of that stuff is fragile, dammit!" Neku called out as he came over from the kitchen, grumbling as he helped Joshua in picking up the boxes and setting them back on the table. "Figures he doesn't label the boxes… ugh…" Neku grumbled as he dropped the biggest box, which was rectangular in shape and covered one fourth of the table on its own, on the coffee table.
Joshua sighed as he took his seat. He couldn't say he was overly interested, but he was a bit curious as to what was in the boxes. Of course, who wouldn't be upon seeing unlabeled boxes? "So… what did your big brother give you?"
"Well… probably new versions of the stuff he 'borrowed' last week… which is probably in these," Neku mumbled, briefly lifting up a few boxes. "The other ones… that's probably the 'interest' he mentioned earlier…" After taking a deep breath – and waving his hand, which caused the curtains to be flung shut, oddly enough – the fox picked up the biggest box and ripped off the tape. "Well… may as well see what this stuff all is…"
The Composer of Shibuya watched silently as Neku flipped open the lid and looked inside. When the Kyuubi blinked, twice, and then sighed and rubbed his temples, though, he asked: "Not a good present, dear?"
"Don't call me that… and… well… now I get what Niisama said about Kamui… 'hanging around'…" Neku mumbled, standing up as he pulled out the box's contents.
What the Kyuubi pulled out reminded Joshua of a swing set, but it was made of leather, had two 'seats'… and four smaller straps that looked almost like…
"…So… what exactly a-am I looking at?" Joshua asked, and he cursed his voice for breaking briefly.
"I don't have much space here to hang this thing, but… watch." Neku brought up two pieces of the 'swing' and held it in a chair-like position. "How would you propose you sit in this?"
"…same as you do a normal swing?" the Composer asked slowly.
"Not necessarily," Neku said, as he adjusted his grip slightly. "It's also possible to hang upside-down in this. Of course, doing that for too long is painful for one's head with all the blood flowing the wrong way…"
Speaking of blood flowing to the head… Joshua could feel his own cheeks heating when he realized just what it was really for. "Aha… I… I see."
Neku, not seeming to notice the look, put the swing down on the table again. "Right… what else…" he mumbled, taking his seat and snagging the next box. "These are… ah. Candles. I told him he could keep those… oh well." Stowing the box away silently, Neku grumbled something to himself as he picked up a smaller box. "Right… what's this…? Hm?" The redhead quirked an eyebrow and produced a small blue egg-shaped with a string attached to it. "…oooo… kaaaaay… the hell?" he mumbled, turning the object a few times in his fingers. "…and this is… what? Dammit, Niisama… at least put the instructions in there…"
"…" Joshua just knew he would regret it. He knew it. And yet he still said it. "Let me see for a moment."
The Kyuubi didn't even question it and only nodded and passed the 'egg' over to Joshua. From what Joshua could see of the item, it had originally been two halves, but it wasn't easy to remove it. and when he managed to open it, the only thing it provided was that there were batteries inside.
"Hmm… it runs on batteries, dear."
"Don't call—batteries? But there weren't any…" Neku frowned and then looked through the box again as Joshua puts the top on again. "Oh, hey. Remote."
Neku pressed down on one of the buttons and Joshua would later swear on his own grave that he did not yowl as the object in his hand buzzed and vibrated, landing on the table and buzzing madly.
"…Ooookaaay…" the redhead murmured, looking to the remote briefly, before he mumbled: "How fast does this thing go?" and pressing down a few more times. And in response, the small egg almost buzzed its way right off the table. "…Pretty fast," he said softly, flipping it off again and snagging the egg up and tossing it back in the box. "Hardy har."
As Neku started looking through some of the other boxes, Joshua's face was, by now, a rather vibrant cherry red, he was sure of it, because it surely felt like it…
"…Hm? Is this…?" Neku said suddenly, pulling out a slightly longer box. After flipping it open, he snorted. "Yep," he quipped, reaching inside and pulling out a leather collar, which had a thin chain leash attached to it. "Was wondering when he'd get me one of these…"
"O-oh…?" the silverette managed to get out, and he had to gulp down whatever was blocking his throat. "H-how so…?"
"Well, he's been using this for himself for a few years already…" Neku said with a shrug – just as there was a "ding" from the kitchen that made him look up. "Oh. Be right back."
Joshua watched as Neku put the leather and chain down and stood up to head for the kitchen. But even before he had completely left, Joshua's gaze was already drawn back to the table. Or more precisely, the collar that Neku had just put down.
"…"
'Tea… tea… oh gimme a break! I thought I got a new batch last time! Ugh… should've checked before I went to boil water for that jerk…' Neku had to resist the urge to growl in annoyance as he ran a hand through his hair in thought. 'Right… so I can't serve tea, I guess… what am I gonna do with the hot water, though?'
Before Neku was able to think of something to do with the water, a peculiar sound reached his ears that he didn't immediately recognize. However, when he determined the source of the sound, he cursed softly and immediately dashed back into the living room. He was behind Joshua in an instant, who was gasping and choking with both his hands almost clawing at his neck, his body instinctively coiling up.
"Dammit Josh! Quit moving!" Neku hissed out as he pulled the silverette back, reaching around the boy's neck, searching and finally finding the buckle of the collar, tugging lightly and then smoothly slipping it off, allowing the Composer to breathe again. "Whew… the hell were you doing?!"
Joshua winced sharply as he gasped to try and get his breathing back under control. Hell, he didn't know what he had been planning when he had just picked up the collar and secured it around his own neck, but he'd been struck by the sudden urge to… try that he just couldn't squash. But as he opened his mouth to say something (an apology, or maybe some sort of weird reason, or something) Neku's fingers were back on his throat and the slide of leather along his throat made him suck in a breath in slight alarm.
"Seriously… there's no need to be impatient, you know?" Neku grumbled as he slipped the strap through the buckle. "Though if you do insist on doing this by yourself…" he paused to place two fingers between the leather material and Joshua's throat, "always put two fingers between so you don't choke yourself, okay?"
The Composer had to suppress the urge to gulp, only because Neku's fingers were right on his throat and he'd know! Neku's fingers remained as he kept his fingers where they were while he slowly tightened the collar before he secured it and slipped the other end of the collar through the buckle. And only then did he slowly remove his hands from Joshua's throat.
"There," Neku murmured softly, not moving away from where he was just yet, resting his fingers on Joshua's shoulders. "That's much better… ne?"
Joshua gulped and only just managed a nod as his fingers traced over the leather collar secured along his throat. When Neku suddenly nipped on his earlobe, he might've jumped, but when Neku spoke, he froze again.
"You like it, don't you… Yo~shi~ya?"
The use of his given name made Joshua shut his eyes and bite his lip with a barely contained whine. However, some part in the back of his mind reminded him that he was expected to answer or he'd be in big trouble, and so he forced himself to speak.
"Y-ye-yes… Ne… M-Master…"
The word was out before he could stop himself, but it seemed to please Neku. "Hmm… that so, huh?" he purred out, and Joshua moaned as he felt the Kyuubi's nails lengthen as they slid along his throat. "In that case… why don't we try out a few of these new toys, ne? Would you like that?"
Joshua whined as Neku dragged his fingers lower, over his clothed chest, along his sides, and his breathing picked up gradually. "Ye… yes, please… Ma… Master…"
Neku chuckled quietly, as he reached out with one hand and picked up the leash that rested beside Joshua, and attached it to the ring on the collar. "Good answer…" he purred as he walked around the seat, and then tugged lightly, the motion almost easily pulling Joshua out of his seat and into him.
The silverette barely managed to gasp before his mouth was covered by Neku's, drawing a long, appreciative moan from Josh. When Neku pulled away again, he couldn't help himself and whined unhappily – which resulted in a smack to his ass.
"Don't whine," Neku threatened with a small growl as he dug his nails into Joshua's ass. "If you're good, you can have more, but no sooner than that. Do you understand?"
"Y-yes, Master… I-I'm sorry…"
Neku smirked as he ran a finger down the side of the boy's face. "Good boy," he purred out, before he stepped back two steps. "Now… on your knees."
Joshua didn't even think and wordlessly lowered himself to his knees. If Joshua had been paying even a little bit attention, he might've noticed that he was being Imprinted on, but he was already too far gone for that and only moaned when Neku stroked his hair.
"Good pet," Neku murmured, running his thumb along Joshua's lip. "Tell me, pet… who is your Master?"
"You…" he whimpered, shutting his eyes as he resisted to urge to lick the finger that continued smoothing over his lips. "Master…"
And Neku only smirked down at Joshua, his pupils slitted through the iris already, before he moved his hand through the silver locks and then pulling away. When Joshua realized he had pulled away, he opened his eyes again, looked up to him and almost pouted, but he didn't make a noise this time. Neku chuckled softly as he coiled the leash around his hand.
"Do you want me, pet?" he crooned softly, resting his free hand on his hip and hooping his finger into his pants.
Joshua felt his face heat up as that motion showed off a small piece of the Kitsune's stomach and his hipbone. He gulped briefly, and breathed out after he wet his lips: "Y-yes, Master…"
"Prove it to me, then," his Master purred, rubbing the chain leash between his thumb and forefinger. "Show me how much you want me."
It took a few moments for Joshua's brain to catch up to what the Kyuubi was referring to, and when he did, he felt his entire body heat up. However, the smoldering look the fox was giving him just then almost made him groan and so, with shaking fingers, he began to undo the buttons of his shirt, one by one, keeping his gaze trained on his Master as he let his fingers slide down his own chest. As he reached the edge of his pants, he hesitated, suddenly unsure if this was what his Master wanted.
Before he could worry for too long, though, Neku murmured: "Go on."
Joshua nodded once and undid both the button and zipper of his pants, slipping the cloth down gradually while keeping his gaze trained on Neku's dark blue, lustful one, feeling oddly pleased at the look of approval on Neku's face. The Composer almost whined when Neku licked his lips hungrily and he had to shut his eyes to keep his focus on what he was doing, though he hiss softly as he touched his own erection, just with the finger pads, though, in the same way his Master would also do. He whimpered softly as he played with the head with his thumb. He'd been told (or ordered, honestly) before to touch himself like that for his Master, but something about this time made it seem different and so, so much better…
"Arch your back, pet…" the redhead murmured and Joshua did so with only a little whimper. "Let me see you properly."
"…mmm… aaaaahhh… M-Master…" he moaned out, his hand moving faster now, clasping his length in his palm now and imagining it was his Master's hand instead. But he couldn't ask for that, he knew; he couldn't ask his Master for it, because he had to earn his Master's touch.
Wearily, he managed to crack his eyes open a little to look at the redhead, and he moaned at the look the Kitsune gave him. If it was possible to fuck another person with their eyes only, then the Kyuubi was currently doing that right then and there.
"Stop," Neku said suddenly. "That's enough."
Joshua wanted to whine, but he held himself back as he slowly let his hand fall away. As much as he didn't want to, he had to listen, because he knew what would happen if he didn't listen.
There was a tug on the leash and he gasped, pulled forward onto his hands and knees. Joshua blinked, before he noticed one of his Master's tails collecting all the 'presents' back in the bag before picking it up.
"As fun as that was… we should continue this somewhere more… private."
Joshua only needed a moment to realize what that meant, and he nodded, making sure not to appear too eager. He had a feeling that was a sure way to getting hit again. And so he followed when there was another tug on the leash, crawling on hands and knees after the Kitsune.
"Irrasha—Oh! Ruka! Good to see you! How you been doing, huh?" Doi Ken laughed out as the silver-haired male stepped inside.
"It is good to see you as well, Kunkai," Ruka said with a small smile as he approached the counter. "And I have been well, thank you. Though I must admit you make yourself rather difficult to find."
"Hahaha! What do you expect?" the man laughed out. "So, you hungry? I could make ya somethin' real quick if you want."
"I think I shall take you up on that offer," Ruka chuckled as he sat himself down. "I have been rather busy…"
"Heh. You always were a busy bee, Ruka," the salesman said with a chuckle of his own, starting to work. "So I guess you came here to see that little brother of yours, eh?"
"Actually, I have already spoken to him… I am actually here to speak with you."
"Hm? Whatever for?"
"Mmmm… aaaaahhh… M-Master…" Joshua managed to breathe out when Neku pulled away from the long kiss they had just shared, a string of saliva landing on his chin, but he honestly couldn't care. He merely moaned as his Master lowered him back into the swing that Neku had managed to hang up with his tails. "Ah… M-Master…"
Neku merely smirked as he caressed the boy's chest, before he maneuvered him around until he lay in the swing facedown, with his knees on the lower half and secured the restraints around his wrists and ankles. "Comfy?"
Joshua tried to move a little, and found that, while he was restrained, it wasn't so bad, really. It was the position itself that needed some time to get used to. He didn't fully trust his own voice yet to say so, though, so he only managed a small nod and a soft whimper.
"Good," Neku purred, running his fingers slowly along Joshua's back, making the boy mewl a little. After a moment, though, Neku's expression sobered up as he spoke. "Before we start, though… there is one thing I want to ask you about, pet."
Confused, Joshua tried to look back to Neku without turning his head, but the fox was just out of his line of sight. The Kitsune slowly ran his fingers down the back of Joshua's thighs and the boy whimpered.
"After Niisama left… you seemed… what's the word? Unenthused," Neku murmured. "Like you were… angry with me. Were you?"
Joshua tensed, for he heard the soft snarl in Neku's voice and realized that he was expecting an honest answer. "N-no, Master…" he admitted. "I… I wasn't angry…"
"Really now?" Neku asked as he walked back into the silverette's line of sight, this time carrying an item in his hand; a paddle. "Tell me then…" he murmured, lightly hitting his own hand with the paddle in a way that was almost threatening, "what were you?"
Joshua almost gulped when he saw the paddle, but he managed to stop himself, somehow, and he looked away to the floor. "I… I wasn't… I was just… a-a little lost in my thoughts Master…" he choked out, as Neku walked around him slowly.
"…I don't believe you."
SMACK SMACK
Joshua let out a startled/pained cry when his Master hit him with the paddle on both ass cheeks, and while it didn't really hurt, it was the fact that he was being punished that struck him much harder than any hit ever could.
"When I addressed you… you barely responded. Not the way you normally would, at least," Neku said, briefly adjusting his hold on the paddle. "Let alone, you looked like you were ready to rip someone to shreds. So I'll ask you again; why were you so angry?"
"I-I wasn't angry, M-Master!"
SMACK SMACK
"AH!"
"Don't lie to me! If you weren't angry, then what were you?!" Neku demanded reaching out with his free hand and yanking on Joshua's hair, making the boy wail out. "Answer me, Yoshiya! What the hell were you thinking?!"
"I-I-I s-swear I… I wasn't… a-angry… Ma-Master! I-I was just… I-I…!"
"You were just what?!"
Joshua whimpered as Neku's hand curled up tighter even as he was struck twice again, tugging hard enough to draw out tears from his eyes. Or at least, that would be Joshua's excuse for the forming drops of water in his eyes.
"I just… I just wanted… wh… wh-why him?!"
Neku blinked at the question, startled enough to not reprimand Joshua for not addressing him properly. "…Explain yourself, pet," he said finally, slightly loosening his grip on the boy's hair.
The Composer whimpered a little as he shut his eyes, feeling his body begin to shake subtly. He didn't want to say, but he knew that if he didn't, he'd be hit again, so he gulped down the lump in his throat and spoke softly, as though hoping his Master wouldn't hear.
"Y… you didn't… you didn't call… text… anything… f-for a-almost a… a week…" He hiccupped suddenly. Why? He didn't know, but it didn't matter. "I… I we… went to s… to see you… hic… but you… you… you were w-with… with…"
"…are you saying… you were jealous?"
Josh froze and he gasped sharply in alarm. "N-no! N-no I-I was j-just… I…"
"Yoshiya…" Neku murmured, suddenly relinquishing his hold on the silverette's hair and simply running his fingers through the silvery strands. "Tell me, honestly, were you jealous of Akataiyo Jin?"
"I… I…" The gentle gesture seemed to strike even harder than the hits with the paddle. His Master should've been angry… he had every right to be angry, and yet he was merely stroking his hair and speaking calmly to him. "…ye… yes, Master…" he choked out, amidst the wave of tears that steadily rolled down his cheeks. "I-I'm s-sorry…"
"Ssshh…" the Kyuubi shushed him, briefly kissing him to his temple. "It's okay, ssshh… just take a deep breath, go on… good… breathe out… in… out… in… good boy…"
Joshua whimpered and hiccupped briefly, before he was able to calm himself somewhat. And this was rewarded with a gentle stroke through his hair.
"Yoshiya, do you remember what I told you before?" Neku suddenly asked, and Joshua blinked, unsure, before he slowly shook his head. "Until I say otherwise… your body belongs to me. Remember?"
"…! Y… yes, Master…"
"Good. Now why did you think that I would I choose someone like Jin over you?" his Master asked, softly, whilst running his hand along the muscles in the silverette's neck.
"I… I-I don't know… I just… I-I thought… ma-maybe… because he's… he's… d… different…"
Joshua immediately clenched his eyes shut, as though expecting to be hit for saying that, but all he received was a soft touch to his cheek.
"Silly, silly Composer…" Neku murmured, placing a soft kiss to his temple. "I wouldn't dream of trading you in… for anyone." Another kiss, on the tip of his nose now. "Never."
And then his Master's mouth was on his own and he moaned out, as the redhead pulled him closer, almost hard enough to bruise as his inhumanly long tongue swirled around the silverette's mouth.
After several long minutes, Neku finally moved away, and placed his forehead to Joshua's. "Unfortunately… I do have to punish you… because you did lie to me… understand?"
"Y-yes… Master…" Joshua whimpered. He had already expected that, and he knew what was waiting.
"Ten strikes… that should be more than enough…" Neku murmured, almost to himself as he walked around the boy. "Keep count, pet…"
Joshua bit his lip to suppress a whimper. "Ye-yes, Master…"
Neku said nothing else, before he brought up the paddle again.
SMACK
"Guh! I-i-ichi…"
SMACK
"N-nii…"
SMACK
"S-san…"
SMACK
"Y-yon…"
Neku allowed an icy smirk as he took a small item from one of his tails, walking closer even as he lashed out.
SMACK
"G-goooaaaaahh!" Joshua wailed as Neku pushed the egg-shaped vibrator into him, slow and steady, his finger pushing it as deeply as he could without the string being lost as well. "M-Ma-Master!"
"Keep counting…" Neku warned, still smirking as he pulled his finger out and plucked the remote from his tail… and then he turned it on.
Joshua howled as the object began to buzz and vibrate, sending a rush of pleasure shooting up his spine and then down again to his cock. He wailed and whimpered as his body wriggled instinctively to try and remove the foreign object, with no luck, given how far in it had been pushed. "Ma-Master pl-please! Pl-please t-take it out please!"
"Hmm… no, I don't think so," Neku crooned softly, pressing down on the "+" button, setting the number on its display to 2 and making Joshua cry out as the vibrator picked up speed. "Remember; keep counting or you'll have to start over."
SMACK
"Aaaaah! R-r-r-rok-k-k-kuuuuuuh! Oh god!" Joshua wailed as the speed picked up again. "Nrgh…! Ah… ah… hah… hah… M-Master!"
Neku only chuckled as he pressed the button again, setting the speed to 4, and lashed out.
SMACK
"Ngggghh! N-n-na… n-naaaahhh…! Nnnn-!" the Composer whimpered as he bit his lip in an attempt to focus on something–anything–other than the pleasure that ripped through him as the vibrations grew more and more intense with every hit.
SMACK
"Aaghaaaaahh! Ha-ha-hach-chiiiii! Ma… Mas… t-ter…!"
Speed - 8.
SMACK
"K-ky-kyuu…!" he choked out, trying to keep his breathing steady, but that was easier said than done.
Neku only allowed his smirk to shift into a grin, before he upped the speed to its max level, drawing a loud wail from Joshua. The Composer was now visibly shaking and struggling against his restraints, which, of course, amounted to nothing in the end. The Proxy chuckled, licking his lips briefly, before he reached around and dragged one of his fingers along Joshua's neglected erection, making him whimper pathetically. And then he curled his fingers around it and squeezed at the same time as he lashed out.
SMACK
And that was too much for Joshua as he released a scream and every muscle in his body tensed from the rush of desire that coursed through his veins. He was so lost in the pleasure, in fact, that he forgot something very important…
"Yoshiya…" Neku crooned softly from behind him.
Joshua blinked once, briefly tilting his head, unsure, and all he managed to get out was: "H-huh…?"
"What number were we at?"
'Nu… number…? …! Oh no… What… what number did I… 9? Or… no wait… 8…? …oh god I… I don't know!'
"I… I… I do… I don't… I don't remember… Master…" he admitted slowly, fearfully.
"You don't, huh?" Neku murmured softly, almost thoughtfully, even though he was grinning almost evilly behind Joshua's back. He sighed in what sounded like exasperation, while he was anything but. This was what Neku had been aiming for, after all. "Well… I suppose there's nothing to do about it… I did warn you, so… Start over."
"Y-yes Master…"
"Mmmm… I see… so you're worried about him, huh?" the chef asked as Ruka blew on his noodles before popping them in his mouth.
"Is it any wonder?" Ruka asked once he had swallowed. "Twenty-five years is barely a blink to us, but it took that blink for him to change. It almost makes me wonder if he's still Kurasa or if this… 'Neku', has completely swallowed him up."
Ken hummed softly in thought, arms crossed over his chest, before he looked up to Ruka again. "I understand your concerns, but Kurasa's a big fox now. He doesn't need us looking out for him at every turn."
"Kunkai…"
"I know I know, sensitive nerves and whatnot. But really, this just means your little brother's growing up. I'm sure he'll be just fine."
"I certainly hope so…" Ruka murmured softly, almost to himself.
Joshua screamed as the paddle came down again, hard, jostling the vibrator still shoved into his passage and buzzing like crazy. He had started over with counting at least four or five times, but every time he had somehow lost count, and now he was being hit almost continuously. And yet he couldn't tell his Master to stop, because some distant part of his brain said it was his own fault; that he should've counted better, or should've apologized properly or something.
Another cry as the paddle struck him again, but it almost sounded like a strangled moan. It hurt, it really hurt, and yet the waves of pain seemed to shift into those of pleasure before they were halfway up his spine to his brain, making him cry out and whimper and beg for more.
And his Master was all too happy to comply.
But, finally, the Proxy stopped and Joshua finally had the chance to catch his breath. A sheen of sweat covered his body and he felt like his ass was on fire, even more so when Neku placed his fingers upon the abused flesh, making Joshua whine at the touch that felt almost frigid.
Neku didn't speak and instead he only smirked as he ran his fingers along the reddened flesh, delighting in how it twitched under his touch. Silently, he dropped the paddle and then crouched down, nails lightly biting down into Joshua's skin. The silverette moaned and tried to look back, though he tensed as Neku's thumbs pulls his buttocks open and the Kyuubi's hot breath ghosted over his entrance.
"A-ah! Ma-Master, w-wait… please I-I–aaaaAAAH! M-Masteeeer!" Joshua wailed as Neku circled the twitching pucker with his tongue, a litany of incoherent pleas slipping from his mouth and his heart rate and breathing picking up speed. But Neku didn't let Joshua relax and jabbed the wet appendage past the ring of muscle, drawing a scream from Joshua as his whole body tensed sharply.
Joshua couldn't think anymore–hell, he could barely breathe–as his Master's tongue slipped further and further in, lapping at his inner walls and sending jolts of pleasure along his nerves. His hands were able to find and grasp the ropes of the swing that were keeping his torso suspended in the air and he clung to them like a drowning man, needing the extra support to stay conscious from the overload of pleasure.
And then his Master's tongue pushed the vibrator that was still inside of him, pushing it squarely against his prostate, and, if it had been humanly possible, Joshua's scream would've ruptured the sound barrier. Any and all coherent thought Joshua might've had left flew right out the window and he could've cared less, as all he managed to gasp out were cries and gasps for more. The seal that the Kyuubi had placed on him wouldn't let him reach his release, making this torture almost unbearable.
"M-Mas-Maste-aaaaah! Please please I'm s-sorry… guh-aaaaahhh! Please! I'm-I'm so sorry! Pl–nrghaaaah!–please f-forgive me…! Please… please! I-I… haaah! I-I… oh god! I b-beg of y-you… please…"
Neku allowed a small smirk, before he managed to loop his tongue around the vibrator's line and gradually moved back, pulling out both his tongue and the blue toy. The moment it was out, Joshua gasped sharply and he shuddered for a few moments, before he slumped forward onto the swing set, whimpering and gasping.
"See now what happens when you don't pay attention, pet?" Neku purred as he ran a finger along Joshua's back. "It makes it never-ending."
Joshua whined pitifully as Neku kissed him again, and this time he tasted of something that the silverette realized had to be himself, making his body shiver visibly. When Neku moved back again, he choked out softly: "I… I'm so sorry, Master… so sorry…"
"Ssshh, it's alright now," Neku murmured, moving his hand along the bound Composer's arm. "C'mon… let's get you down, ne?"
The ashen haired boy whimpered as Neku unclipped the restraints on both his hands and feet simultaneously by using his tails, before two of said limbs eased him off he swing and onto the floor – where his buckled under his own weight and he dropped down onto his knees with a whimper.
"Hm… may've overdone it a little…" Neku murmured softly, as though to himself, even as he took the leash that one of his tails had picked up. After winding it around his hand once, he lightly tugged on the chain, pulling Joshua forward onto all fours with a startled yip. "Oh you can't possibly think I'm done with you already, did you, Yo~shi~ya?"
His only response was a breathless gasp, followed by a tremor that Neku could see along the boy's back.
"Come, pet," Neku purred out, giving another light tug as he started to walk, making Joshua gasp and scramble along the ground on shaky limbs.
The silverette made nary a sound as he was guided along, no doubt knowing what could happen if he refused/failed to obey. It was only a short way, and Neku wordlessly settled on the bed, watching Joshua as he placed one leg along the other, who now kneeled before him with his head down.
"Now then, my pet," Neku spoke, his voice heavy with barely contained lust, and he saw Joshua shiver again in response, "since you've been such a good boy, I'll let you decide your reward. But only this once. Do you understand?"
Joshua almost, almost, gasped, but he was able to keep himself in (barely). He did have to swallow, twice, to be able to work his voice. "Y-yes Master… I-I understand…"
The Kyuubi allowed a small smirk as he reached over and tilted Joshua's face up with only his nail. "So… tell me…" he murmured softly, eyes dark and hooded, "what is it you want?"
Joshua almost opened his mouth immediately, but he stopped himself just before he could. It wasn't until that specific point that he realized there was a lot he could ask for from the Kyuubi, but now that the opportunity was there… he just didn't know what he should ask for.
However, his mouth seemed to come up with an idea ahead of his head, as he took a deep breath and spoke, carefully, as though he was asking for something impossible…
"I… M-Master… please… l-let me please you…"
"…what?" Neku blinked, almost curiously, and he actually tilted his head to the side slightly.
Neku's nail under his chin prevented him from turning his head away, but Joshua did avert his eyes, his cheeks tinting a light cherry color. "M… Master is… a-always… taking c-care of me… I… ju-just o-once I… I want to…" he started, before he gulped and shut his eyes, "to… to p-please you… Master…"
"…"
The silence that followed filled Joshua with a sense of unease, and he realized (too late) that he might've spoken out of turn, and this caused his body to start shaking softly. "I… I'm s-sorry, M-Master… I-I just—"
"…Just this once."
Joshua's eyes opened wide in surprise, turning to face the redhead again. His expression had changed, just slightly, as though he had resigned himself to his fate.
"…Just once," Neku repeated, his expression unchanging.
It took Joshua almost a full minute to comprehend what Neku had just said, but when he did, a small, fragile smile crossed his face. "M… Master…"
"…just… get on with it before I change my mind, Joshua…"
That sentence made Joshua pause, just briefly. His Master didn't use that name much when they were like this, and this piece of knowledge made him want to frown, but he ignored it (for now) and nodded slowly. Not just in response to the phrase, but also to himself to confirm that he was really going to do this…
And so, with shaking hands, he reached out, resting them on his Master's knees, and pulled himself up so that he could kiss Neku. It was just a soft kiss, mere contact of their lips, but to Joshua, it was deliciously sweet, and he wanted more…
He reached up and wound his arms around his Master's shoulders, pressing down a little harder and letting his tongue slide over Neku's lips, begging for entrance. The Proxy exhaled softly against Joshua's mouth, his mouth sliding open just a crack, and Joshua moaned as he let his tongue slip inside, practically hanging off of the redhead's shoulders as he let his tongue explore his Master's mouth.
"Mmmm… Master…" he moaned out when he broke away and began to tenderly kiss the corners of his mouth and chin, tugging a little at the material of the shirt his Master was wearing. God, it was so annoying! Why wouldn't it come off!?
Why he gave a small sound of frustration, his Master actually chuckled, but he made no move to help. So Joshua pulled himself up onto the bed, straddling his Master, and tugged the annoying piece of cloth up, even as he nipped and suckled along Neku's throat.
…do-kun do-kun do-kun do-kun…
Joshua's touch hitched for a brief moment, as he felt that heavy, vibrating pulse pushing against his lips and tongue, as a feeling came over him that made it seem almost… wrong. But when his Master hissed out when Joshua's fingers passed over his nipples, the feeling was quickly squashed as he reached out to repeat what he just did.
This time his Master moaned, and Joshua felt a sense of accomplishment, as he managed to (somehow) get the shirt off of him. He let his fingers roam, just lightly, and he was pleased with the soft responses he received from it. Gently, with just his fingertips, he pushed against Neku's shoulders, wordlessly asking him to move further back onto the bed.
And he did, scooting back and onto the bed and then laid down on his back, and Joshua followed, trying so hard not to moan in appreciation, but that was practically impossible when the taste of his Master overrode over half of his common sense. His Master tasted so good… he didn't know what it was, but he loved it so much and made sure to take as much of it as he could.
He moved further down, lapping at the skin and then he flicked his tongue across his Master's left nipple, and his Master hissed in a breath, but remained motionless otherwise. He latched on and suckled then, and his Master actually moaned and Joshua almost smiled, but he was a little preoccupied.
As he continued to suckle, he let his hands slide down, slowly, letting his hands smooth over the fox's skin. As his hand settled on Neku's waist, Joshua switched his attention to the redhead's right nipple, making sure to give it the same treatment as its twin as his thumbs caressed the Kitsune's hipbone. His fingers then slipped around to the front and, after a bit of fumbling, he found the button…
It hurts…
…and he froze… words springing into his mind unbidden.
It hurt it hurts it hurts… help me…
For a moment, Joshua completely ceased to move, and he listened to the Kyuubi's erratic heartbeat, and he realized why it had felt wrong before…
Fear
Neku only touched, and only seldom allowed himself to be touched, and even those moments were guided almost entirely. No matter what, Neku was always in control… always…
This was the first time that Neku had no control over what happened… and it was actually scaring him…
Joshua remained like that for a moment, hesitant and unsure, before he removed his hands from their perch and instead grasped the Kyuubi's shoulders, pulling himself up and then kissing him again. The sudden shift in attention made Neku tense, almost in alarm, but Joshua whimpered, pleadingly, and buried his fingers into the redhead's hair, trying to coax a response from his Master, anything at all, as he rocked his hips down.
The delicious friction drew out a moan that Joshua couldn't place properly – whether it was his own, his Master's, or a combination of both – and Neku brought up his hands then to rest them on the smaller boy's shoulders.
And slowly, his Master slid his hands down his arms and he allowed a soft whine, his hands sliding to his Master's shoulders, as he rolled his hips in a steady rhythm, which wasn't easy, mind you, and he did almost mess up a few times. He broke away after a while, and he could feel his hair starting to stick from his own sweat, but he couldn't be bothered in the slightest as he breathed out: "Ma… Master… I… I… oh god… M-Master… s-so g-good…"
It was so very important; to let his Master know that he was still in control, that he was still the stronger one, and, most importantly, that he could stop this whenever he wanted it to.
"Please… please Master… l-let me… hah ah… p-please… please…"
Neku looked to him through half-lidded eyes, breathing slightly harder, and finally, he shut his eyes and chuckled. "Do it then, pet," he murmured softly, dragging a finger down the boy's arm. "Show me… how much you want me."
Joshua nodded eagerly, and gradually slipped back down, but this time, his Master's hands remained upon his shoulders, lightly guiding him as he kept his hands on his Master's waist, and instead used his lips, teeth and tongue, undoing the button and tugging down the zipper slowly. Once out of the way, he moved the material aside and placed soft, open-mouthed kissed along his Master's arousal, reveling in its taste. He moaned in appreciation as he slowly slipped his Master's length in his mouth, his Master's own moan almost inaudible over his own heartbeat pounding in his ear.
As one of Neku's hands settled in his hair, he moved slowly, humming a tune he couldn't call by name and just taking everything in as he reached for the edge of the Kyuubi's pants… but in the end, he thought better of it.
Finally, the Composer pulled away and pushed himself up to his knees, gasping for breath as her placed his palms on Neku's stomach, the redhead's hands settling on his waist soundlessly. Joshua looked down upon his Master one more time, before he gradually lowered himself, hissing only briefly as he was filled up completely. Neku rubbed his thumbs along his hipbone, and when Joshua looked up, a small smirk played on the redhead's face as he whispered:
"Ride me, pet."
Unable to refuse, Joshua nodded with a small whine and shut his eyes, doing exactly as his Master ordered, slowly at first, but picking up speed gradually to the point where it was almost desperate, his weight balanced almost entirely on his hands, still pressed firmly onto Neku's stomach. His motions became faster and harder, and he choked on wordless gasps as his Master tugged him forward just slightly, a cry escaping his lips as his sweet spot was struck, hard.
"Master… Master…!"
Neku wrapped his hand around the chain and yanked sharply just then, and Joshua gasped as he was pulled down, but Neku crushed their mouths together with the hand clutching the leash, his free hand helping Joshua in keeping the pace. Joshua's mind was hazy; he could barely think, could barely breathe, and yet he was able to obey what Neku said then (despite how it wouldn't make sense as to why in any normal situation).
"Sing, Yoshiya… Sing for me…"
He couldn't refuse…
There was no way he could refuse his Master anything…
Gasping, out of breath, Joshua shut his eyes and briefly searched his mind, for a song to sing, a song that would please his Master. But he needn't look far, as an image of the moon came to him, the feeling of being together with someone he loved, trying to reach for the celestial body high above, and that feeling of security allowed him to sing to a melody he had never known until then. His voice was heavy and hazy, his hands tingled pleasantly from how long he had held up his own weight, but it mattered very little. All that mattered was his Master…
His Master…
His Master…
When his song ended, Neku gently kissed him, and then, as he pulled away, he whispered: "Come for me, Yoshiya."
Joshua wailed and then screamed as he did just he was ordered, all over his Master's chest, and yet he couldn't care as his Master groaned sharply and his own release filled him up, a sigh of contentment spilling out before he flopped down onto his Master, exhausted.
"Master… Master…" he cooed softly, as the redhead brought his arms up around his back. He let his vision fade away slowly, but before his consciousness faded entirely, he whispered out, so softly that only his Master could hear:
"Master… s…su… s'ki da…"
Was gonna add more… but I ran out of stuff for Neku to use…
As for the song Joshua sang… I have the Japanese lyrics, but no English translation, so I won't put it in just yet, but the song is called "stainless moon" (yes, no capitals), and is sung by Kamui Gakupo (I'm a Vocaloid fan, so sue me).
And I think everyone who knows a little bit of Japanese knows what Joshua said at the end.