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It started off as a dare. Just a simple little joke for fun, a challenge Suguru knew without a doubt, Saturo couldn’t resist.
Could people tell? Were they looking at him with judgment? Someone always seen as powerful and professional now like.. this? Saturo was glad for once, to be wearing his blindfold so he didn’t have to make eye contact with anyone. Although it felt like he was getting more stares than usual. Maybe he was overreacting and people just thought it was his style? Not many asked about the blindfold so why would this make a difference? More so, he just hoped no one even took notice, lots of people had weird styles so what made his any more noticeable than the next person?
“How are you hanging in there Saturo?” The man with the deep voice and midnight locks beside him asked, effectively breaking him from his thoughts.
Saturo shifted his head slightly so Geto would know he was looking at him. “I’m fine.” He told him, because he wouldn’t admit to being embarrassed and giving the man his wicked satisfaction.
Suguru let out a low chuckle before squeezing his hand for reassurance, thankful the other kept his infinity off so they could do this. “Yeah? You just look very flushed, I was hoping you weren’t succumbing to heat stroke.” His voice betrayed that his so-called ‘concern’ was merely a ploy to get Saturo to tell him the truth. They both knew that wouldn’t happen so easily.
Rolling his eyes beneath the cover, the frost bitten haired man continued to walk the streets with him on their way home. Suguru had dared him- no, challenged him to wear the collar on their walk home from the adult store they’d gone to. He’d worn collars of sorts out before, but those were always covered by his high neck shirts and at least weren’t so obvious to what this was. This one however, was visibly different from his others and on complete display, ‘round his thin neck. Quality black leather with plush gold lining on the inside to match the gold D-ring and belt loop. Even the stitching was done with the same color to make it pop against the black. If that itself wasn’t a dead giveaway, the dog tag on the D-ring that read ‘Property of Suguru Geto’ certainly would set off some bells.
“I’m just saying, you *look* flushed but not as though you were feverish. I know all the flushed looks you make Saturo… and this? This is not that. Plus your hand isn’t clammy or sweaty.” Suguru squeezed his hand to make a point before stopping in his tracks as they neared their building.
No-no-no-no-no! Why did he stop? There were people coming right at them. “Suguru, let’s go. It’s just hot out.” Gojo insisted despite knowing the other knew that was not true.
Suguru stood around letting the people pass and made sure to greet them, only if to torture the suffering man more. Once they’d passed and he made it seem as though he was merely checking some texts, he grabbed his boyfriends’ hand once more and walked them up the street to their building.
Once they finally ventured inside, Suguru checked his pockets for their key as they made it to the door. “Now where did I put that key… hmm it’s gotta be here somewhere… Saturo? Have you seen the key? I seem to have misplaced it.” He teased, only to be met with crossed arms and the impatient tapping of the other's foot. “Ah right! Here it is!” He purposefully fumbled with it some more before unlocking the door and holding it open for his oh so frustrated friend.
Saturo had been getting ready to hollow purple Suguru to shibuya if he kept dragging this out. Sure they did these sorts of things and he enjoyed them just as much as his companion, but this had been a new experience, a dare, a challenge. Shaking the thoughts from his head, he walked inside and stood a few steps in front of Suguru unsure what was next. “Daddy..?”
Suguru’s ears perked up as he got the door shut and locked. “Yes Saturo?” He asked as he slowly turned to face him. This was a good sign, he wasn’t sure what Saturo’s limits were going to be through this or if it was going to be too much or not. Usually they talked things through thoroughly before trying anything. This was just a sudden, heat of the moment thing that they didn’t get to discuss much on at all.
“I did your dare. Does this mean I win something?” Saturo asked bluntly, however there was just barely a hint of unsurety in his voice that did not go unnoticed.
“Did I say there would be a prize?” He asked but was met with Gojo shaking his head. “Correct… were you hoping I would give you something?”
Saturo nodded his head while fidgeting with the D-ring of the collar. He was looking directly at Geto, however the blindfold prevented the other from seeing the intensity of the stare.
“Well come on now, out with it. What were you expecting of me?” Suguru asked as if it were a chore, like he was irritated by even being asked. It was of course all part of their game.
Saturo cleared his throat and avoided eye contact, his normal attitude carried off by his need to please his lover. “I.. well I just.. I was hoping..” The white haired man trailed off.
“I don’t have all day Saturo.” Suguru reminded when he didn’t get to his point quick enough.
“I’m sorry daddy- I was hoping you would maybe use the leash you were showing me the other day? I was hoping we could have some fun?” He twiddled nervously with the ring more.
Suguru paused as if to seem like he was considering denying Saturo of his request. Ultimately, he’d taken Saturo to get the collar with intent to use it. Sure he had a few ideas in mind but what better than having Saturo choose. “Have fun, how? I’m not a mind reader for god’s sake. What do you have in mind?” He moved to go sit on the couch.
The collared man watched in disappointment as Suguru took a seat instead of getting the leash. Following him over, but continuing to stand, he made a hurt noise. “Geto-“
“What do you call me?” Suguru reminded him.
“Daddy…” Saturo corrected himself. He wanted to tell his boyfriend to cut the shit and do what he’d asked but he knew what he’d signed up for… if he wanted anything he was gonna have to beg. “I…” He took a deep breath. “I want you to take control… to make me take it.. be a little rough.” The anticipation was killing him. He hated nothing more than when Suguru forced him to admit to what he wanted. However he knew from much experience that he wouldn’t be given what he wanted if he didn’t answer Suguru.
“Hmm… I think I can do that. Go get us some water while I grab it.” Suguru’s tone was calm and level like always, assuring Saturo that things were okay. He went into their bedroom closet and rummaged through the back behind some clothes until he reached a box. It didn’t take him long to find what he wanted and he made his way back out to their living area.
Saturo made his way to the kitchen chuckling under his breath. Grabbing some water as he mentally prepared himself for this. His lover seemed to be in the mood to make him suffer so he had to take it one step at a time. Surely nothing could be as bad as the fishnet incident.. it gave him shivers just thinking about it. Shaking himself from his thoughts he went back over with the drinks and set them down on the coffee table in front of their couch.
Suguru had the leash folded in two in his hand, it was similar to the collar in color and style. He had a preference for the way the dark tones of the leather emphasized his boy’s pale complexion. “Good boy, thank you for following directions so well.” He praised him and sat back down on the couch. “Come stand between my legs, you’re far too dressed.”
Saturo loved to be praised. Moving between his boyfriends spread legs, he felt overwhelmed with the urge to kiss his head or stick his nose in his hair. Sadly that wasn’t part of his instructions so he resisted. It always made him feel oddly delicate when Suguru helped him out of his shirt and brushed over his sides as if making sure he was alright. In a day to day scenario he’d feel much different, always having to have his guard up, be ready for a fight at any time… but when it was just him and Suguru? It was easier to let go. He knew Suguru would never let anything bad happen to him.
Removing his blindfold, he looked into the dark purple eyes staring into his own, he felt the heavy hand place itself on his left shoulder and push him down. Grunting, he was pleased to find himself forced onto his knees.
“Head up. Look me in the eye when I speak to you.” Suguru’s commanding tone demanded.
Saturo did as he was told and watched as the hands came at him again. One holding his chin in place and the other clipping the leash to the D-ring. He moved with the experimental tug to his neck and smirked. “Damn, you want me to bark like I want it?”
The hand connected with his face in a sudden yet firm warning smack. “Did I say you could speak?” He asked unamused. “No more from you unless it’s a safe word. You’re only use is keeping my cock warm. Whether it’s your hole or your mouth is irrelevant as you’re just for me to use how I see fit. The only sounds I want to hear come from you are your gags as you choke on my cock. Do you understand?”
“Yes Daddy-“ The tug on his leash used as a gentle reminder not to speak. He nodded his head in correction before licking his lips. He wanted Suguru to fuck him properly but was more than well aware he wouldn’t be so lucky. Giving him pleading eyes that could illuminate a dark room as he waited for instruction, he hoped Suguru wouldn’t tease him for long.
Suguru leaned back and slowly unbuckled his belt and tugged down his zipper notch by notch to tease his boy. Knowing he was dying of anticipation already, only made him want to drag things out longer.
His bulge had been evident through his black pants before, but now it was causing Saturo’s mouth to water as it was revealed to him. Leaning forward on instinct, he was suddenly yanked upwards and gasped.
“No.” The deep voice rang in his ears, suddenly so close to him. “Don’t make me take you over my knee. You wanted me to take control and make you take it. I can’t do that when you’re already so desperate for it.” He feigned annoyance and dropped the other man again. “Now try again, darling.”
This time, Saturo didn’t lean forward, instead he rolled his eyes at the cock in front of him, or maybe it was more so at Suguru...
A hand pet it’s way through his soft snowy hair before gripping it. Bringing his head down to his groin, Suguru held him face to face with his cock. “Now then, here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to shut your fucking mouth for you and you’re going to put it to good use.” He grabbed the base of his dick and held it while bringing Saturo down by the hair.
Saturo closed his mouth and turned his head as he was brought down. Only to be pulled back by his hair yet again. “Suck it. Now.” His boyfriend commanded and slapped his dick against his cheek a few times before rubbing it on his lips to get the saliva on it. “Open up.“ He told him and moved his hand from the harsh grip in his hair to squeeze his jaw and force his mouth open.
Fighting it was all an act for Saturo, he licked around the head and savored the taste of the bead of pre-cum before wrapping his lips around him. His jaw was already aching slightly from when Suguru had squeezed it, and he wanted to feel it for days. He enjoyed having a sore reminder from his boyfriend, it didn’t matter where on his body it came from either... The hand unfortunately left his jaw but took hold of the leash once again, followed by murmuring praises of how well he was doing reaching his ears.
His hands sat splayed out on the carpet to hold himself up while his eyes fell closed as he took Suguru’s length further into his mouth. Over time Saturo had learned to breathe through his nose to be able to take him deeper- a skill Suguru was more than impressed with.
“You’re taking me so well baby..” Suguru’s voice got that lower heady pitch it took on whenever he was turned on. He thrust up into his mouth and was pleased to hear him gag. “Such pretty noises..” He all but hummed. Holding the leash down by his side, he kept Saturo in place so he couldn’t pull off as he fucked his throat.
Saturo had to shift his position and put his hands on Suguru’s thighs to hold himself up now hoping it would be easier. However he was only able to manage a new angle given the length he was allowed to pull away was where Suguru’s head was still in his mouth. He was drooling, he could feel the saliva coating his chin and neck but couldn’t find it in himself to care.
Suguru had been watching him, both for his own pleasure and also making sure he wasn’t taking too much. He loved to choke him and make him gag, sometimes monitored breath-play when Saturo begged enough. However he knew his boyfriend too well to believe he wouldn’t push himself too far or try to use his powers to somehow make things last longer. His mouth felt like heaven and he couldn’t help but drop his head back and moan aloud. “Saturo- fuck baby, you don’t even know how good you feel.” He told him as he thrusted a bit rougher than before, just to hear that beautiful sound again.
When he looked back down at Saturo, he couldn’t help but smirk. “Look at you. You’ve made such a mess of my cock.”
Saturo moaned around him as if to acknowledge his words. When he got so far into his thoughts during their scenes, it was as if he didn’t even hear him at all sometimes. He kept shifting on his knees, his own dick hard and aching. He tried to push into the floor for some friction, but the position didn’t allow it. He could feel the twitching in his mouth, and knew Suguru was getting close.
Suguru’s thrusts became more erratic in comparison to the pattern he’d had going. “Dammit- face or throat?? Tap once for face, twice for throat.”
Saturo eagerly tapped his hand twice on Suguru’s thigh. His favorite part about giving head was getting to swallow and Suguru knew that, but he always liked to check. Suddenly his leash was yanked and he was being held down, forced to deepthroat the cock as it spurt into his throat. Choking and gagging, he tried to breathe through his nose but it barely helped due to him swallowing. For what felt like forever, he couldn’t breathe, throat stuffed with cock and he couldn’t have been more pleased.
Suguru held him there for a moment as he rode out the aftershocks of his orgasm. Letting Saturo off him, he watched him cough and take in deep breaths. “Saturo? Baby? You okay?“ He pulled Saturo up onto his lap and took off his collar, rubbing his back to help him breathe. “There, that should help- here, have a sip of water.”
Saturo watched Suguru reach for it but held it to his lips instead. After he caught his breath and drank a few sips, he was panting. Exhausted, he dropped his head into the crook of his boyfriend’s shoulder and let him take the weight of his body.
Despite trying to get him to have more to drink, he’d refused it in favor of being held and feeling the way Suguru’s hands pet over him, through his hair, down his sides, over every available inch of skin. This was one of his favorite things. How Suguru treated him after they did anything. It didn’t matter if it was quick or regular, longer scenes or challenges, Suguru always doted on him afterwards.
“Getting sleepy darling?” Suguru rumbled from deep in his chest. All the other managed was a nod. “You did so well, so good for me baby. Would you like to nap here or in bed?” He asked but it barely registered in his mind.
“Saturo?” Suguru repeated, craning his neck to see Saturo’s face, hand moving to his chest to rub small circles into it. Finding his lover’s eyes closed and breathing almost even again, he knew he was dozing off but that was okay, he expected it. “Alright we’ll rest here.” He used one hand to put himself away before sliding them both down to a lying position on the couch. He pulled the blanket off the back of it and put it around them. Sure it was a little hot and sweaty at first, but Saturo was almost naked and he didn’t want him getting chilly.
Saturo’s head laid on his chest listening to his heartbeat as he slept, cuddled with his lover's arms wrapped around him.