Danganronpa Smut Book UwU

Present (Kamukoma)

Ship: Kamukoma

Top/Dom: The Ultimate Top- I mean Izuru

Bottom/Sub: Nagito

3RD POV woooooosH~

Kamukura sat alone in his room. Thinking far more than he'd like to. The somewhat peaceful silence was rudely interrupted by, in Kamukra's opinion, the most annoying woman on planet earth. None other than the Ultimate Despair herself, Enoshima Junko

"Kamukuraaa~!" She yelled happily, barging in uninvited. Kamukura could practically feel the stupid grin miss ultimate despair had plastered on her face right now. "What is it you insufferable whore?" He asked coldly. "Ouch, harsh. And to think I brought you a present!" She replied, pretending to be hurt by his words. Curiosity filled him, so he turned to see what she had brought.

Curiosity shifted into confusion. "You brought me.. A man?" He asked. "Do you not like boys Izu~?" She asked, using that annoying nickname she'd assigned to him. "I do, but why are you bringing me one?" She smiled. "Hes a servant duh!" She said, playfully rolling her eyes.

"That's obvious Enoshima, but why did you bring me a servant? There are plenty here." Junko smirked. "Ohh, this one's a special servant~" "So he's a prostitute?" He asked. "No. He's some hope fanboy who wants to join the remnants. Hearing him talk about hope overcoming despair gives me a wicked migraine so you're gonna decide if he's remnant material!" She stepped closer. "He said he'll do anything to be one~" She sang. "I see what you're implying Enoshima. I'd like to know your reasoning." He said flatly.

"Aww! Poor wittle Izu has been soooo pent up! I can't bear it! If you're all grumpy and lacking a sex life there won't be as much despair yknow?" She said eagerly, trying to come and playfully massage Kamakura's shoulders. He slapped her hands away. "How are the two connected?" He asked. "They just are!" She said. He figured there was absolutely no use in arguing with her, as it would only give him a headache, he dropped it and pretended what she said made sense.  

She pushed the boy, who Kamukura hadn't gotten a good look at yet, toward him. The tall boy blushed in response, hiding his face in his hands. "Oh don't tell me you're gonna choke now luck boy. Where was all that cockiness from earlier, hm?" She asked antagonizingly. He didn't say anything. "Fine, ignore me then." She huffed. Then she turned to Kamukura. "Do what you want with him, all I ask is that you don't kill him. And it doesn't matter if he doesn't like it, does it servant?  After all he'll do aaanything  to be one of the Remnants of Despair." She said. "Have fun boys~!" She sang, as she sashayed out the door. 

The two sat there in silence for a moment, not really knowing what to do. If there was something they should be doing. "Tell me, ah.. What was your name?" Kamukura asked, breaking the weird awkward silence. "My name doesn't matter, I am just a servant after all." The boy replied. Izuru rolled his eyes. "Let me clarify. I  want to know your name." He said, far more sternly. 

"Nagito Komaeda, sir." He said quietly. "Right. Now tell me, Komaeda, if you love hope so much why are you persuing becoming a Remnant Of Despair?"

Komaeda's eyes lit up. "Well, I believe hope conquers all despair in its path. I'm sure you've noticed what a despairful time we're living in, and I wanna see the brightest shinning hope beacon through it and put it to rest for good. I want to cause the most awful despair so that the brightest hope can overcome it." He rambled. "That doesn't make much sense Komaeda." Kamukura replied. He noticed Komaeda blush when he said his name. 

Kamukura was only just now getting a good look at this hope obsessed stranger. And my, what a beautiful stranger he was. He had beautiful pale skin. He looked ill, yet healthy. Kamukura supposed it held a sickeningly sweet taste to it.