Talking through a wall

Kitten~

⚠️NSFW ⚠️

The boy yelped, trying to sit up his knees before his wrists were pinned to the bed, forcing a flustered gasp to escape him.
"Your collar is in my way." Izuru slowly let go of the wrists and kissed the boy's lips, reaching around his neck and unbuckling the collar. He traced shapes over the newly revealed patch of skin, Nagito shivering at the soft touches as a blush burned over his face. He could feeling the hands slowly pushing it away and his face contorted into confused shock at even the thought that his collar might be at all taken off.

"Are you alright kitten?" Kamukura asked suddenly, clearly sensing the slight distress.

"Y-You're taking it off?" He managed to say through his embarrassment. "W-Why?"

"It looks uncomfortable. It's also in my way. I enjoy the leash but I'd rather it be my hand..." he tilted his head slightly, the dark hair dangled on either side, encasing Nagito's face as if it were a curtain.

"I-I don't care about my comfo-."

"I do. Now relax, kitten." He traced his jawline before slipping the collar off in a sift motion and kissing the boy's neck softly. Komaeda gasped, slightly whining at the sudden attention, gripping the pillows to get used to the sensation. A knee was pushed up in between his legs, whimpering at the pressure and the feeling of teeth grazing over his skin.

"M-Master..." his eyes fluttered shut. Izuru chuckled softly, biting at the sensitive skin, each attack harder than the last.

"I want you to grind against me love. And don't stop. Don't stop until I tell you too, kitten." He smirked against the skin. The boy under him whimpered, nodding as he slowly bucked his hips up and grinded against him, biting his lip with a few soft moans. "Good boy..." Izuru slipped his hand up Nagito's shirt, lifting him up to pull it off. Nagito removed the other's coat, beginning to work at his buttons as his motions continued. The undressing was quick and sloppy. They were desperate for each other at this point.

Once the tops were off, Kamukura grabbed Komaeda's throat, bringing him closer.

"Are you ready to take me like a good little whore?"

"Y-Yes sir, I am. Please master, I need you..." He squeaked in response, his grinding only growing faster. Izuru chuckled, shoving him back down.

"Stop grinding and slip your adorable pants off for me..." he raised a brow as he slowly unhinged his own belt. Nagito quickly did as he was told, desperate for the man. He whimpered as he raised his lower half up and pulled off the pants, throwing them to the side. Izuru smirked as he stepped off the bed, slipping his own pants and underwear off.

"What about your boxers, love? I thought you needed me."

"S-Sorry sir." He shivered, slipping them off as well before the man other got on the bed and roughly flipped him onto his stomach. He was pulled up towards him by the waist, Izuru rubbing himself against his bare ass as he grabbed him by the back of the neck. Nagito softly moan with a small laugh, a few gasps escaping him.

"Fuck- master, I'm already desperate for you..." he whimpered, trying to grind on him, the grip on his throat growing tighter. "F-Fuck, please, I need you..."

"Do you now?" Kamukura let out a low growl before shoving himself inside with a grunt. Komaeda yelped and moaned, his eyes rolling back at the sudden feeling.

"G-God, i-it feels so good master~" The man began hungrily thrusting in and out of him, it being quite a while before the both of them reached their climax.

After a rough session, Nagito fell into the bed, his body shaking as he panted and drooled slightly onto the pillow. Izuru laid himself next to him, just staring for a short while.

"Are you alright, Komaeda?" He raised an eyebrow. He didn't fully understand emotions, but a part of him was concerned for him.
Nagito nodded in response. "I-...just tired." He turned to face Izuru, gazing at him as a soft smile spread over his face. White hair was pushing away from his face gently, the action not causing the gaze to break for even a second. Izuru couldn't help but stare back, something strange swimming in his mind as he moved his hands to himself and turned over.

"Get to sleep. Your body needs it."

"Yes master." Nagito nodded again, turning over so their backs were facing each other.

There was no way he could hide the fact that he was in love with him now.