Playtime
Relationship: Ushijima x Oikawa Rating: Explicit Warnings: Light BDSM, everything’s consensual WC: 2,201
Ushijima couldn’t say he was uncomfortable. He was lying back on a plush bed with silk sheets and even had a pillow beneath his head. Having his wrists and ankles chained to the bed, however, did put quite a strain on his limbs. That, in addition to the fact that he was completely naked in a pitch-black room, was enough to keep him constantly on edge.
He shivered as a cool draft of air flowed over him, goosebumps fluttering across his skin. It was unnervingly quiet in the room, particularly since he knew that he wasn’t alone. There was no way of knowing how much time had passed since he’d been bound, and he was starting to wonder if perhaps his companion had left the room while he was unaware.
Clop…. Clop… Clop…
Ushijima’s breath hitched at the sound, heels clicking against the hard floor at a leisurely pace. It was moving around the bed and slowly other noises joined the staccato beat. The light flick of leather against a palm. The growl of latex shifting against flexed muscle. But no voice… not yet.
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