Akashi knows that he has stretched it too far, but in the end that was what he needed to do to break Hanamiya completely, and make him a mess – yearning for his touch and attention. Now that he had finally gotten the proud male in this state, then it was honestly hard to suddenly allow the other male the please that would ultimately make his mind clear again. Of course Akashi still had a few advantages; Hanamiya was still tied up –– and Akashi could undoubtedly touch a few bottoms to get Hanamiya exactly how he wanted him if needed. He isn’t sure if he needs to go further today though, because he is quite sure that Hanamiya must have of gotten his point by now.
Akashi wouldn’t tolerate any form of misbehavior, and if Hanamiya misbehaved, then he would be utterly tortured just like how he was at the moment. The thing about it was also, that Akashi could make it worse. He could make his teammates come and catch him in this state – take pictures …he could do a lot of things to make Hanamiya’s life utterly miserable, and he was quite sure that Makoto had no desire to test him on such things. If the other got in his way, then he would show just how he would pay for it. Both with his mind and body.
Letting out a low hum as Hanamiya repeated his words in a chant, he nodded in approval, pleased that the other’s mind seemed to register his words and hopefully remembering them as well. Or rather – he would remember his words, he hadn’t given Hanamiya much of a choice on that point after all. All those pretty bruises were bright red, purple or even hinting at blue, paining Hanamiya’s skin prettily. All of them would be there for some time, and all of them would be a reminder of his words. And once they were close to fading, then Akashi would be there again – making sure to leave just as many marks behind once more until it was written into Hanamiya’s body permanently that he were to do as ordered.
Once he had allowed Hanamiya his climax by untying the ribbon, Akashi could also watch with hidden satisfaction as Makoto came undone before him. It was a pleasing sight, to see the proud and usually violent male moaning and writhing underneath his touch, his whole body begging for its release. When the other male finally came, he came hard. Akashi’s hand got dirtied by the other’s thick cum, and whilst it was a pleasing sight, then it was still not anything he was going to run around with for longer than necessary. Once Hanamiya had gotten down from his climax, he idly threads his clean hand through those thick black locks for a moment, enjoying the softness before letting go and standing up.
He merely glances at Hanamiya once he hears the order, and shakes his head in slight disappointment, but otherwise ignores the other male completely. Moving towards the bathroom connected to the locker room, he cleans off his hand before returning soon after with some paper. He cleans up Hanamiya as well without trouble –– idly teasing the other’s shaft whilst he cleans him up, knowing that Hanamiya would be more sensitive to the touch now compared to before. Once that is completely done, he throws out the paper and then proceeds to sit down on the bench, staring down on the bound male with an unrecognizable look in his mismatching hues.
"I do believe you are already forgetting whom you are speaking to, Makoto. Perhaps if you’ll ask properly I will think about releasing you," he drawls out, his tone of voice showing that he was utmost displeased by the other’s behavior. Hadn’t he already learnt that he wouldn’t get anywhere with such an attitude? No, the sooner he behaved and followed his orders, the sooner he would find peace –– and pleasure. Though, if the other male would rather just sit here all night with his cock hanging out, then Akashi would allow the other male to do so.
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