Talking through a wall

Caring

The servant was requested by Izuru Kamukura.
The holder of talents.
The one and only.
The person whom the servant was completely and utterly in love with.

Everything about him screamed something at Nagito. His long dark silky hair that almost hit the floor. The numb eyes that rarely ever showed any emotion except the occasional confusion. Why was Komaeda in love with him? Well, not even he knew.

Izuru had been observing the treatment the servant boy had received for a while. And he'd grown to dislike it. He deserved more in Izuru's opinion. While yes, the whole idea was to bring despair, he never exactly grasped the idea. He couldn't care less about it. But this boy did so much, and always with a smile. Even if he had been beaten to a pulp, he still did his work. He wanted to give him something. Give him a break for the night. And he didn't question that feeling. After all, he knew himself to always be right. He wanted to give this boy something. Anything at all and he'd be satisfied.

"What did you need me, master Kamukura?" The servant chimed with his ever-present smile as he stood staring at the other in his room.
"Relax..." the boy sighed, "Just drop it already."
"Oh?" He looked confused for a moment before giving a small laugh, "Believe me sir, I'm hardly preten-."

"I don't like how they treat you." Izuru suddenly interjected.
He tilted his head, "I am their servant. I live to serve - you and the others." Nagito hardly saw a problem with any of it. It is what he wanted out of this despairing life...right?
"Well, you're serve me right now. My order is that you will sleep here every night and get some rest." Though his tone was firm, there hardly showed any signs of concern.
"I'm not sure I deserve this, master Kamukura..." He looked down, pulling at the chain on his collar. Growing tired of the interaction, Izuru grabbed the chain and pulled him in close, their faces only centimetres apart. Nagito gulped looking up at him.
"You deserve it. Now get some rest..." he studied the servants face for a moment, noticing the blush forming over his cheeks.

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"Unless," he leaned in slightly, "you want something from me~." Nagito whimpered at the tone, soflty biting his lip. His blush was only growing as the other man was catching on to his feelings. "Is there something you want, servant?" He nodded very slowly in response. Izuru chuckled slightly. "Beg for it....~."
"M-Master Kamukura..." He began.
"Yes?"
"I-...use me p-please master Izuru...f-fuck me." He whimpered and whined softly as he was drawn into a kiss. Pulling the boy by the chain, Izuru threw him on the bed in a heated desperation.