Devotions of Your Keeper (Thoma X Fem Reader)

Restraining Order (NSFW)

Synopsis: You have no idea why people get so turned on at the thought of Thoma tied up. And yet, you decide to let him do it to you. You're even willing to ignore your own sensitivities to let him play with you to his heart's content . . .

Theme(s): Smut

Relationship: Dating

Trigger Warnings: Bondage, Blindfold, Sensitive/ Nervous Reader.

Word Count: 4513

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Restraining Order

The two of you burst through the door, reeling over with laughter. You nearly fell over with your tight kimono. The festival you had attended was probably the most fun you'd had in years. Your favourite part definitely had to be the "epic" stage show put on by the Arataki Gang.

"Wow . . . Itto certainly puts on some fun shows," Thoma laughed. "It always gets interesting when the Tenryou Commission invites themselves."

"I know! When he tried to make you volunteer to be part of his act . . .!"

Thoma nodded, still snickering. "I was pretty close to getting on that stage."

Your eyes widened. "Oh Archons, imagine if you had-"

"Wouldn't have been my first big show with the Tenryou Commission." Thoma patted his belt with a chuckle. "At least I can safely say my Vision wouldn't have been at any risk!"

"Thoma . . ." Your face and laughter immediately dropped. Thoma's smile dropped a little with you.

"I'm sorry, m'love. I know you don't like it being brought up."

An image of him tied up had already appeared in your head. It always made your heart sink for him. That dark day where he had come so close to losing his Vision, and his life . . .

And with that saddening image came the sickening comments from civilians. The little comments had crept into your head and refused to leave since that damn ceremony.

"Oh yeah, he looks pretty hot tied up."

"Mmm, so submissive . . ."

"So breedable . . ."

UGH!

"M'love?"

A soft touch on your face snapped you out of it. You sighed and took Thoma's hand in yours, gazing up into his glistening green eyes.

"I can't let those comments about you go." You gulped back a lump creeping up your throat. "You were gonna die . . . and people were talking about you like some sort of sex toy." You shook your head, sniffing back your anger.

"Ugh! It's not right!"

"Awww, m'love . . ." Thoma was beaming so bright, it almost angered you more. "They're just little comments."

"No they're not! I dare those people to say them to your face," you growled.

"M'love, I don't think they'd be able to say it to your face!" Thoma chuckled. You folded your arms with a huff, which only made him laugh more.

"Look at you . . . Awww, m'love, I think you're more upset about those comments than I am!"

"You're not upset at all."

"That is true," he admitted happily.

You sighed, your head drooping a little. "Even before this . . . everyone keeps calling you passive and subby and soft . . ."