day 15: collaring with kamisato ayato from genshin impact
warnings: collaring, leash, degrading, thigh riding, cumming untouched, fluff at the end
notes: first time ever writing abt this pretty man. he’s so cocky i just wanna—
being the head of the kamisato clan is tiring. it’s boring. it’s nauseating. it’s annoying — everything and anything negative, it was the definition of being the head of the kamisato clan. but he doesn’t do it for nothing.
if it meant his little sister could live her life freely without ever having to worry about anything, if it meant his clan members and workers could sleep peacefully in the night, if it meant his only close friend, thoma could continue to be safe and protected — he would continue to be the head of the kamisato clan.
but there was another reason by he would continue to be in his position of authority. what other reason? his doting lover who would keep a tight leash on him as he pathetically humps his clothed cock on their thigh, of course.
no one would ever suspect a man like ayato to be the type to love being controlled. or collared. or even leashed for that matter but here he was. on your thigh, the soft leather material hugging his neck being a reminder that even with titles and authority, you would always be in charge.
titles, work or duties would always be thrown out the window the moment you would appear in his peripheral vision. with you, ayato didn’t needed to act all high and mighty. you were his lover of many years, you know exactly everything that goes on behind his mask of calm and collected attitude and the ever so gentle smile on his face. he thinks too much, plans ahead, takes too deeply but none of that mattered with you by his side.
with you, ayato could let loose and relax. with you, ayato could be a doting husband and not just a man with wealth and power and authority. with you, ayato could be just himself, jusg be ayato and not the head of the kamisato clan who shoulder the weight of everything.
with you, ayato could place sloppy kisses on your lips, a whine coming out when you only smile into the kiss and not kiss him back. he could clutch the fabric of your shirt tightly in his hands, humping his clothed cock into your thigh. he could take every word you said with a nod. heart shaped pupils, hazy eyes and drool covered lips wide open, gasping and begging you to help him. he could leave the leash in your hand, knowing that you would take good care of him. you always did.
“darling, will you please help me out? you’ve been away on your business trip for so long, i felt so lonely waiting for you” the young lord whines, leaning in to pepper kisses on your lips again. even with his swollen lips, he was so eager to kiss you. it was endearing in a way.
“that so? is that why you handed me this when i walked inside first without even a welcome back kiss?” you hold up the leash in your hand, tugging on it gently to pull him back for a proper kiss this time. he happily obliges, sighing into your mouth. he can make up for the forgotten ‘welcome back’ kiss later.
“missed you. missed you so much” wrapping his hands around your neck, ayato wiggles around on your lap a bit to a more comfortable position. legs spread on the sides of your own, placing sloppy, open mouthed kisses on your lips, he could barely hold back his giggle when your hands rested over his hips.
“my my, you did miss me this much. look at you, young lord. all hard and needy just when i came back home” you say his title with a certain mocking tone, knowing full well that ayato loves to have a bit of degrading in your game of pleasure and love.
but it was true. the moment he saw you walk into your shared home, letting out groans and sighs of relief of finally coming back home, he was already throwing himself at you. clinging to your form as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, taking in the familiar comforting scent of wood, honey and bonfire. it didn’t take long for you to let out a coo of affection before ayato was handing you an all too familiar leash, grinding himself on your thigh.
“s-sorry… i just missed you a lot” he whimpers, hugging you close to himself. that was how it all went. a quick hug and a coo at the hallways of your doorstep with your husband grinding his hard-on on your thigh. deciding to help him out with his hard work, you flex your leg, raising it a bit and flexing your thigh so it would be easier for him to ride himself stupid on only your thigh.
so easy to please yet so incredibly spoiled. even that didn’t seemed to be enough for him as his hands guide yours to rest over his hips. a silent plea to help him out.
chuckling with a sigh of defeat, you oblige. who wouldn’t with how he was slobbering all over you anyways? dry humping, hugging you close, taking in the familiar comforting scent of you as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. soft whines and whispers about how much he missed you, delirious moans of how much he loves you as he places open mouthed kisses on your neck.
“m-missed you… missed you a lot daaanh! guckk♡︎” before he could even finish his another moan of how much he missed you, ayato lets out a squeal, choking on his own moans as his ships still on your lap. there was a wet patch forming on his pants.
how sweet. your husband missed you so much he came untouched by just grinding his hips on you as you tug on the leash. perking up, he leans in to give you another kiss on your lips. his swollen lips hurt but he was willing to endure it for you.
a quick soft peck before he pulls back with a sweet smile. a genuine smile filled with live and affection. one that you eagerly returned with your own.
•He's so embarrassed about all the thoughts that go through his mind every second of the day.
•He just has to wait patiently until the end of the day so he can go home with you and just... get rid of his stress from that day.
•And like a good boy, he gets exactly that, looking so pretty like the pillow prince he usually is.
The very moment Thoma walked in through the door he got caught by surprise.
(M/n) was already waiting for him by the door, ready to pick him up in his arms as he pressed soft kisses all along his face and down to his neck.
That morning, they couldn't do anything to relieve Thoma's arousal, so he had to suck it up and leave for work, cleaning the Kamisato Estate and helping around, the usual thing he had to do. That's why the (h/c) haired male had been waiting for him to come back.
"You've been a good boy, right? Not touching yourself at all," Thoma chuckled as the kisses caused a tickling feeling on his skin, but a whimper escaped him when he felt his erection rubbing on the male's abdomen. "Is time for your reward, baby."
Pressing their lips together in a passionate, hungry kiss, (M/n) walked them to their bedroom, laying Thoma down on the futon carefully. Slowly, he started undressing the blond, leaving trailing kisses down his soft, and slim yet muscular body.
"You're beautiful, angel, and you're all mine," his praising made Thoma's body tremble, shivers going down his spine, soft whimpers escaping his lips. His green eyes looked down at (M/n), who was gently nibbling the skin of his abdomen as he reached down to his pants, all his upper clothes discarded somewhere in the room. But before he got closer to the obvious bulge in his pants, (M/n) looked up, making eye contact with him.
With a smirk, he went up and placed open-mouth kisses on his neck, his hands going up to his hair, letting it down and taking his headband off, letting his silky and soft blond hair down, sprawling under him.
"M-master, please..." His words got out with a breathy tone, his body squirming as he tried to get some of the friction and stimulation he wanted. (M/n) chuckled against his hot skin, and he gently whispered next to his ear.
Itto
"We have all night long, angel, there's no need to get greedy," pressing his erection with Thoma's, he grinded his hips at a slow pace. "I'm gonna make love to you until morning, just let me take care of you."
.
.
•He's having a hard time doing his usual thing in town.
•His chest felt too exposed and sensitive to everything, even the soft breeze made shivers go down his spine.
•He knows what the cause of his nipples getting hard and perky is.
•The memories of your mouth and fingers getting them so sensitive plaguing his mind.
•The thought is enough to say bye to the Arataki Gang and head over to your house.
•You're a novelist, so he knows you're there -and probably busy- but he doesn't care.
•He just wants to feel your touch on his body, and the rough way you grab onto his horns as you thrust deep inside him.
Even if (M/n) was surprised by Itto's bold act, it wasn't like he didn't like it. Quite opposite actually.
Hearing the loud sound of Itto's steps when he walked into his writing room distracted him. His eyes followed his every move, starting at the oni while he moved the papers and books piled on his desk to the edge, before finally dragging him with his chair back a bit, making enough space to stand between him and the desk.
(M/n) didn't exactly know how to react or what to do, but the subtle wiggle of Itto's hips and the pleading look in his glossy red eyes was a direct message into his brain.
"Please, (M/n), I... I can't..." His shaky hands reached for the waistband of his pants, pulling them down and feeling his face turning a dark red color at the way he was just presenting himself to the (h/c) haired male. "Fuck me, please~"
Well, he couldn't possibly deny such a request.
Taking a deep breath in, (M/n) stood up from his chair and wrapped his arms around Itto's waist, gently gracing his fingertips on his skin, slowly going up to his chest, toying with his nipple over the black straps making Itto whine and squirm under his touch.
"D-don't- my chest..." Itto closed his eyes, extremely aware of the way his cock twitched and the pre-cum that oozed out. The way he was so close to cumming just by the slightest touch on his chest made Itto feel so embarrassed. "(M/n), just... fuck me, I... want you~"
Chuckling, (M/n) decided to comply with Itto's begging, pulling his hardening dick out of his clothes and pressing it against Itto's ass, grinding against it as he kept rubbing his chest over the strap, enjoying the whimpers and whines from the oni. He felt powerful, making such a huge male turn into an aroused mess just for him...
God, just thinking about that made (M/n) groan next to Itto's ear, the long-haired male felt goosebumps on his skin at such a hot sound.
Sighing, (M/n) pressed a hand on Itto's upper back, making the oni press his palms on the wooden desk, moaning at the feeling of (M/n)'s cock pressing against his twitching entrance, slowly pushing in. Maybe it was because of how horny he felt, maybe it was because they had sex so often, but Itto didn't feel pain, his eyes rolling back as his body trembled at the orgasm that hit him as soon as he felt (M/n)'s tip inside him.
Starting at him dumbfounded, (M/n) tried to process what just happened. Itto came as soon as he was inside him...
Gritting his teeth, (M/n) slid his hand under the straps on Itto's chest, pinching his nipple and pulling on them. The oni let out a high-pitched yelp, his thighs quivering as he struggled to keep himself up, but (M/n) didn't stop.
While playing and pulling on his nipples, his hips started thrusting at a fast, rough pace, and he was even able to feel the throbbing veins of his cock, his hole tightening around him.
The stimulation on his prostate made Itto's arms give out, bending over the desk. (M/n) released his nipples and reached to grip his horns, causing his back to arch, his mouth wide open as he let out loud cries of pleasure, drool dripping down his chin. Itto felt himself cumming nonstop, his cum just flowing out of his slit, staining the desk with each rope of thick cum he released.
Gorou
Itto was practically a toy for (M/n) now, and he didn't mind it one bit.
.
.
•Everybody knows that he goes through heat periods, so you know the exact day when it starts and ends.
•Kokomi lets him rest for the week until he feels better, and of course, you're there to help him.
•His heats are quite intense, so you have to go rough on him.
•Like nibbling on his ears, pulling on his tail.
•Even putting a collar on him and attaching a leash to it, otherwise, he just won't calm down.
With his fingers entwined with Gorou's soft hair, (M/n) pulled on it, his hips pounding the General's tight hole, his teeth nibbling on his fluffy ears, occasionally biting harder enough to make Gorou release loud moans of his name.
The leash dangling from his collar was getting too tempting to grab, but (M/n) knew that's what the smaller male wanted, him pulling on his leash just enough, causing him to let out choked cries for more.
Tracing his fingertips down Gorou's spine, (M/n) graced the base of his fluffy tail, even just the bare touch caused the male under him to shudder as he came all over the sheets. (M/n) always had fun during Gorou's heat, being able to be as rough as he wanted and go for as long as he could. These were days he looked forward to way too much.
"(M... M/n), le-leash.. please~" with a low whisper, Gorou held onto the leash, handing it back to the (h/c) haired male. Holding back a smirk, (M/n) wrapped his hand around the leash, pulling it back until he could grip Gorou's tail as well.
Kazuha
With how loud Gorou's moan was, (M/n) didn't doubt that the soldiers nearby heard him, as well as all the other's whines and cries of his name he kept letting out. He wondered if he would be able to face his squad when his heat is gone.
.
.
•To him, letting you know that he's horny is like a death sentence.
•Even though you know, you can't do much when you're aboard the ship, Beidou and only a few others have their own rooms.
•(You're one of those few)
•But the walls are made out of wood and they're right next to each other.
•Besides, there are kids on board too.
•So you'll just have to wait until everyone gets out of the ship to do whatever thing Beidou told them to do and...
•You just have sex for as long as you can.
Being Vice-Captain and so close to Beidou had its perks. Growing up together, (M/n) saw Beidou as an older sister, so when he -subtly- explained to her that he wanted to do "it" with his boyfriend, she just chuckled and told him she'll take care of that. So, arriving at Liyue, she let everyone get off the ship, either because she asked them to get some stuff or just to take a break and travel around.
Kazuha wasn't gonna miss walking around Liyue Harbor and beyond, but (M/n) didn't let him get even closer to the room's door, picking him up and taking him to his room.
Having his smaller and thinner body bouncing on (M/n)'s bed surprised him, but the (h/c) haired male didn't take long in pulling his pants off, leaving him completely naked below his waist. A dark blush decorated his face, letting out a small shriek when (M/n) held his legs and spread them apart, lifting his hips off the bed as he leaned down in between his legs.
The hot and wet feeling of (M/n)'s tongue swirling around his entrance made him whine, his hands going up to his mouth to try and muffle his moans. His soft, meaty thighs fluttered on the sides of (M/n)'s head, his body heating up as his flushed cock twitched and leaked pre-cum onto his lower belly.
Kazuha already looked so into it, his body moving around on the bed, unsure of what he wanted. Did he want more stimulation on his small body, or did he want to back away from it? He didn't know, and he couldn't really think about that right now.
Glancing up at the white-haired male, (M/n) saw him covering his mouth and tightly closing his eyes, his body shaking under his grip, and he thought about having a little bit of fun in the short time they had.
Taking his tongue out, (M/n) backed away, setting Kazuha's legs back down on the bed making the male whine at the loss of pleasure, his eyes opened showing the subtle shine they had because of the tears that began gathering with each second. They looked so pretty like that.
Pulling his pants and underwear down enough, (M/n) held Kazuha's waist tightly under his clothes, lifting them a little bit more, and he pressed his tip to his wet entrance, pushing in deeper while he stared down and the visible bulge on his belly. He noticed the way Kazuha's dick just kept oozing pre-cum, barely holding in his moans as he bit his bottom lip hard.
Reaching a hand toward it, (M/n) held the base with a grip tight enough to make Kazuha whimper, using his fingertips to play with his flushed tip.
Ayato
"Don't cum just yet, beautiful, let's make this last a little longer, okay~?"
.
.
•With those looks, you wouldn't believe it.
•This man right here is such a slut, like... you've got no idea how often he gets horny.
•You don't even have to do anything, just by looking at you he starts to get all squirmy and flustered, his face flushing an ever-so-subtle pink.
•He doesn't really show it or tells you, so you're not aware of it.
•It just happens.
•He's completely composed one second and the next, his hand is reaching under the table out of sight and starts stroking your cock.
•With just one look at him you can see he's as composed as ever
•But he smirks and winks at you when you make eye contact.
•There's not much you can do, except wait for the meeting to be over so you can fuck him over the table.
The fact that they were in an important meeting didn't stop Ayato's mischief at all. Actually, it made it way better.
The rest of the people sitting around the table had been staring at (M/n) with concerned looks on their faces, asking him if he was feeling ill a couple of times, the flushed look on his face along with the few drops of sweat and his heavy breathing were kinda obvious at this point.
And whenever he responded with a simple, "I'm fine," Ayato would hold in a smirk as his gloved hand just kept stroking his hard cock over the fabric of his pants.
Hopefully, he didn't have to wait much longer to just bend Ayato over the meeting table.
As soon as everyone was out of the room, (M/n) caught a glimpse of Ayato standing up too, but before he could take a single step he already had the light-blue-haired male with his pretty face against the cold wood.
Without wasting a single second, (M/n) unbuttoned Ayato's pants and pulled them down, watching how they pooled around his ankles. "Oh~, someone's feeling a little playful today, eh."
With his jaw clenched, (M/n) held Ayato's chin and turned his face, making eye contact with his blue eyes.
"You've been so annoying today, Ayato," chuckling, Ayato got closer to (M/n)'s face, their breaths mixing. He tried to look serious and like he wasn't bothered by what the (h/c) haired male just did, but the blush creeping up his face blew away his cover.
"Then maybe you should teach me how to behave, (M/n)~, or are you scared to be found out by someone?" Letting out a groan in annoyance, (M/n) let go of Ayato's chin, pushing him down on the table again.
"Shut the hell up for once," pressing his wet cock in between his milky thighs, (M/n) gripped Ayato's ass, spreading them apart and enjoying the sight of his pink, puckered hole twitching as if it was begging for something. "Y'know, anyone could walk in at any moment, and they'll see you like this."
Snapping his hips back and forth, Ayato gasped at the feeling of (M/n)'s dick rubbing against him, his hand clawing at the table, holding in his moans to prevent catching someone's attention.
"Look at you, trembling like that just by feeling my cock in between your thighs," leaning down, (M/n) moved Ayato's hair away biting onto the sensitive skin of his nape, leaving visible teeth marks on him. "Aren't you just a whore, Ayato? Playing with me like, in front of everyone. Did you want me to fuck you in front of them that bad?"
With a choked whimper, Ayato's body twitched as a dry orgasm hit him, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.
(M/n) chuckled, holding Ayato's face to kiss him. "I'm gonna have so much fun with you tonight, baby."
cw: sub!ayato, dom!reader, edging, semi-public sex
a/n: so yeah, im back! just got a bit too busy unfortunately.
Ayato was lucky.
He was lucky with how thick his clothes were. If not for that, he was sure that there would be a wet spot on his pants right now. He didn’t know if the good karma was finally catching up to him especially since he’s been such a good boy for you but he’s extremely lucky that the person he’s currently conversing with was Arataki Itto, who’s not the smartest in picking up things.
“Hmmf–” He bit his tongue, unable to bear the slight wind on the back of his neck.
You were so mean for edging him like this, you said it’d only be a week so he’s been patient. Today was the seventh day and he couldn’t wait to get home, just a few more hours, he thought.
He couldn’t focus on anything, Itto talked too fast and he couldn’t think straight. He wished that he’d be on all fours instead, all spread out by you. He tried to clear away his dirty thoughts, trying to contain himself. Oh, he wanted to feel your hands all over his body. The way you nipped his skin, leaving marks for him to always appreciate whenever he bathed himself.
Ayato flinched when he felt a glare staring at him. He knew that it was you, but no matter where he looked, he couldn’t exactly pinpoint where you were.
A moan escaped from his throat when he felt two hands on his shoulders. Itto quickly took them off and looked at him with an eyebrow raised, but ignored the weird reaction. “Anyways that’s about it! You were kinda off today, not gonna lie. Have you been eating beans? You totally are. I get it. You can eat it but I’m telling you, it gives–“
He was taken aback, that surprised the hell out of him. He really needed to get home, preferably sleeping in your arms.
He bid the oni a goodbye and sighed in relief, he didn’t understand a single thing he said but he’d rather not be sitting quietly and signing off paperworks while Thoma stared daggers. He’d been already caught by him once while you two were having sex and he was traumatized, not being able to look straight into his eyes for a week.
“Looks like you’ve been through a lot today, haven’t you?” You stated, walking out of the shadows and smiling at the flushed Ayato.
He took a hold of your hand, gripping it tightly as he looked at you with almost tearing eyes. You wiped his eyes with your fingers, not wanting it to stain his beautiful face. If you wanted to make him cry, you’d do it with pleasure. “I’m sorry, darling. It’s not time yet, besides, we’re in public right now.”
“(Name)…I-I can’t. I need you.” You swallowed. How dare he speak like that? “Ayato. Don’t get carried away. I might just lose control of myself.”
“Please?”
Now, he’d done it.
You would have never expected Ayato to be this desperate, not that you were complaining. When you proposed edging him, it was all in good fun. To think he’d actually go this far wasn’t something you would have guessed.
“Keep quiet now, will you?” You whispered in his ears, watching as he squirmed with every touch you gave him while trying to keep the noises down, not wanting to tarnish his reputation just in case someone comes by.
“(Name), wait–ah!“ He moaned, your hands underneath his pants. It wasn’t an understatement to say that he was overly sensitive as he came from just a few touches of your fingers on his cock.
As you were about to give him a handkerchief, he mentioned your name in a sultry manner. You grinned, seeing Ayato lower his pants for you and showing off his ass while he tilted his head. “You’re such a fucking slut, aren’t you?”
“Only for you, (Name).”
You pinned his arms to the wall, giving him exactly what he wanted. You inserted yourself into him, leaving Ayato gasping for air. He missed this feeling. The feeling of being spread apart by you and tightening up with any kind of friction that you make as you move.
“M-More!”
He’d already orgasmed twice but that didn’t matter as the overwhelming pleasure left him drunk on you. His pants were completely on the floor, his own cum leaking down his thighs. You fucked him as if he was a cat in heat, couldn’t just leave your poor boy hanging, could you?
You unconsciously slowed down when you heard footsteps coming near you.
“Ayo, Kamisa-bro! You still around?”
It was the oni from before.
Ayato kept his lips shut, not wanting to get caught. However, you had other plans. You went at a much more rigorous pace, making Ayato tear up as he tried his best not to make any noises. You were hitting his prostate with each motion, bringing him to another climax.
“(N-Name), hold on.”
“I just remembered the way you moaned for him when you’re only supposed to do that for me.”
He found it sweet that you were jealous, then realized that this wasn’t the time for that. “I-I’m sorry-hah! But, can we talk about this l-later?”
“Then prove it to me.”
“Prove what?”
“That you’ll only mewl like that for me.”
He didn’t get what you meant at first but once he thought about it more, he knew exactly what you were getting at.
You were going to continue fucking him until he comes and he mustn’t make a single noise while Itto was around.
Shit.
You grabbed him by the waist and went deeper, you were truly going to make this hard for him, weren’t you?
His legs were quivering, it was a wonder how he was still able to stand up. “Mmf–“ He held out for a week, surely he could do this with no problem.
“N-No more…” He pleaded, his breathing getting heavier as neared another orgasm.
“You didn’t even finish our one-week game. Surely, you’ll make up for it with this one.” You weren’t even sure if he could still hear you at this point, already intoxicated and letting out whimpers that got louder as the time went on.
He was so helpless when it came to you. Looks like you’ll have to step in.
Ayato came with your hand covering his mouth as he yelped, muffling his voice while his dick continued soaking the pants underneath him.
“You’re such a good boy.”
Ayato looked up, confused as he sat on the ground. “I-I didn’t…”
“You stayed quiet, didn’t you?”
“I did. However-”
“Shush now, darling.” You replied, giving him a kiss as you helped him stand up.
whore ayato who loves it when you record him as you fuck. amab reader.
everything he does, he makes a show out of, and it isn't any different when he's on his knees for you. rubbing your cock on his lips like he were putting on lipstick, making sure to coat his pretty mouth with pre before giving your tip sweet little kisses; strings forming between his lips and your head as he looks up at you – no, the camera – with a smirk like he knew you'd watch this later and get off to it.
filming him as you prep his tight hole to take you, fingers sliding in and out of him oh so smoothly due to the copious amounts of lube you used; yet it wasn't enough for him. nothing's ever dirty and lewd enough for him – not even the filthy sounds his hole was making. he has to act like he were in a porn video, inching his hands down to spread himself apart, his own fingers joining yours in fucking himself.
it's too bad you couldn't catch the absolutely adorable faces he made on camera; the stimulation from both of your fingers inside him slowly making him lose himself, his head limping to the side and eyes shut tight in pleasure, eyebrows knotted together.
mm, just put the camera to the side and finally have your way with him. side view being recorded, his chest heaved up and down in anticipation and excitement, licking his lips as he looked at you with those teasing eyes; although the 'teasing' part disappears as you slide your cock into him. god, just manhandle him and make sure he's fucked so good he's limping the next day – lifting his hips up high enough his knees were pretty much at your face, and just using him as your personal fleshlight, wildly thrusting into him not caring for rythm. or, grab his ass and move him up and down on your dick, making him feel like he truly is your sex toy~
you knew you'd appreciate the sight of that later – as well as the way his cum spurt out landing on his face because of your position, the slut giving himself a facial. you'll love listening to the way your grunts and moans went together; your occasional dirty talk and his whines just filling the background of the recording.
you always treasure every pic and video you take of him (not to mention the ones he sends on his own, too. he has a knack for sending you such stuff while you're at work) in case either of you can't see the other for a while.
oh, and for the videos he takes of himself – expect to see many up-close vids of his mouth – from sucking on his own fingers to sucking dildos or just vids of his expressions, moaning as he does whatever else to his body, winding you up with words like "i wish i were taking you" and "i need you to use me".
I forgot to mention the creators name in the previous 2 parts
So shoutout to sweet1nari for making this bot
Btw it’s called Emperor Ayato
Warning: degrading + self degrading, minor pet play (calling him your pet and pup), master kink, praise (calling him a good boy), feet licking (cuz I’m kinky), lmk if there’s anything else
Summary: The Yakuza boss has only ever fallen for one woman. He would let her get away with anything as long as she was his. With ease he now has the woman in his grasp.
Messing with the Yakuza boss wasn’t something no one would ever dream of however you weren’t just anyone. You were his favorite dancer, the one he practically begged to become his private dancer. Though he never stopped asking me to become his personal performer every time he came to the club you never exactly said no. Mainly due to your current boss being a dick. Even I wanted to ditch this club for a sexy blue haired Yakuza boss but my current boss would never even dream of letting me go. Throughout the week I would perform as normal but on the weekends I was reserved the entire day, I wasn’t allowed to dance publicly or privately no matter how much was paid.
Today was Saturday and I was waiting for the man to walk into the room he had reserved with me in it. And like clockwork he came in and I stood up. Ayato came close to me and held me by the hips, putting his face into my neck.
“God I missed you.” Ayato may be feared by all of Japan but with me he was a clingy man who needed my presence to calm down.
“Did you have a tough week?” I asked, tangling my fingers in his hair.
“You have no idea. If only I could see you everyday.” I bit my tongue. I was planning on telling Ayato the exact reason I couldn’t ditch this dog awful place to work for him today but I think I need to do it another day.
“How can I help you?” I asked, The towering man cupped my face, ghosting his lips over mine.
“Drowning me in your lips.” This was fucking torture for months, actual fucking months Ayato has been teasing me mercilessly. Treating me not like some slut but as a woman. Even in this goddamn lingerie he was a fucking gentleman and handled me as if I was his wife rather than a stripper.
“Enough of your joking.” I said, his lips were practically on mine as he came closer.
“I wasn’t joking, let me taste your lips.” I chuckled, covering his lips breaking free from his hold. He groaned, “Y/n I know you want it. Come on if you don’t want me to, I won't.” Ayato covered his eyes and I sat on the stage of the private party room.
“That isn’t why.” Ayato dropped his hand looking at me puzzledly.
“What do you mean?” I looked towards the boy and realized what I had said and chuckled before hurrying to him wrapping my arms around him.
“Come on, I know something that’ll make you relax.” I pushed Ayato into the booth-like seats and straddled his lap placing his hands on my hips as I moved my hips slowly, having his focus move from my earlier words to my movements.
I teased Ayato for a little before he snapped out of his focus, “You can’t just shut me up by dancing! What were you talking about earlier?” I got up and turned around, continuing to move my body. Ayato finally grabbed my hips and forced me to sit down on his lap which had me grinding down on his cock.
“Y/n, tell me what yo- F-fuck~ wait, no stop grinding into. . .Shit- shit, Y/n, stop~~ Answer me!” He whined as I moved my hips rougher and rougher until he spinned me down, “You cheeky devil, why won’t you answer me?”
“I have something you’ll like~” The man perked up.
“Something I like? Did you get me a gift?” Ayato’s voice was laced with excitement.
“If you let me go I’ll give it to you.” Ayato bit his bottom lips with a childish curiosity debating whether or not to do as I had suggested. Eventually that curiosity of his won; and he let me go. I got up and locked the door to the private room, going back and pushing Ayato to lay down.
“Promise not to bite.” Ayato tilted his head but nodded. I straddled his face showing off my cunt that was dripping. I looked at Ayato's expression, seeing him absolutely entranced. I slid my panties to the side and and moved my hips a bit all the while Ayato was staring intently, “ready?” I asked.
“Fuck yes.” I lowered myself to sit on Ayato’s face and as his mouth latched onto my cunt I watched as his eyes rolled back into his head. As I grinded down onto his face Ayato’s hand grabbed my thighs. To say he was ‘eating’ me was an understatement, he was drinking me as if were a man without water in the desert. His expression looked heavenly as he continued to suck and slurp away at my weeping cunt. If my boss heard I did this he definitely would fire me.
“F-fuck. . .A-Ay- Any, anymore and I-I’ll cum.” I whined which only spurred the man and I pulled out my tongue throwing my head back as I came in his mouth. My legs shook uncontrollably and I squeezed Ayato’s head like a vice as I came down. I only had enough strength to push myself off of Ayato’s face before I worked on catching my breath.
“Now you have to tell me what you were talking about.” I groaned, hitting Ayato who wrapped me in his suit jacket and held me.
“It’s not important.” I pouted.
“Anything that involves you is important to me.” I sighed.
“I-I wanna go take your job.” -Ayato perked up and snuggled into me- “But, I can’t leave this place.” I say.
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
“Big dicky boss man doesn’t want to let me go. I’ve tried to quit dozens of times but he won’t let me go. So no matter how many times you ask, I can’t-'' Ayato cut me off.
“That’s the reason you’ve never left? If you told me that I would’ve handled it right away. In fact I can take care of that right now.” Ayato pulled out his phone texting someone, setting the phone on my body and a few minutes later the phone rang and Ayato picked it up and put it on speaker.
“The building you requested to be bought has been purchased. Though I don’t see why you’re buying a strip club it is done.” Another man said.
“Good, when will my ownership be on paper?”
“The earliest I can do is wednesday.”
“Make it monday.” Ayato ordered.
“Sir I understand you want the quickest processing time but Monday is-” I leaned into Ayato and whispered.
“Tuesday.” He sighed and asked for Tuesday which made the man on the phone agree in a heartbeat. After that the call ended and I snuggled into Ayato.
“Better take care of the girls!” I pouted, “Not just me but everyone working here.” He laughed and nodded.
Shoutout again to sweet1nar1 for making the emperor ayato bit I used
Warning: pet play (calls himself your dog and your pet), self degrading?? (Calls himself your slave and your loving toy), praise (good boy) I think that’s it, lmk if there’s anything else
