Note: This chapter kinda just goes into it sooooo if you have a problem with any BDSM references, suggestive content, or explicit writings feel free to SKIP KINDLY. Tysm :)
Ryo was tired. Really. Fucking. Tired. He didn't want to go on this mission because that meant he had to get into contact with that stupid fucking guy again. He had no direct problems with Atlas, but there was a way they made him feel. He couldn't identify if it was hatred or lust. Not to mention the first time they met, Ryo was gifted with a brand new scar, now fully healed, right across his damn nose.
Ryo walked into the room, only to be greeted by the exact person he didn't want to see: Atlas. Of course they were there early, setting everything up. Ryo didn't know what bothered him more, how everything in the small space presented to be a *very well thought out* sex room, filled with chains and leashes and different machines CLEARLY meant for something other then just killing, or the fact that Ryo partially wanted to find himself being used with half of the things he saw. Part of that half being Atlas themselves, adorned in a very tight white shirt that let their cream-colored abdomen push through subtly, as well as pants that were so pushed up against them that it was almost begging to be taken off. Although Ryo's mind was going borderline feral with his thoughts, he opted to saunter in Atlas's direction and shout out a quick "Oi" to get their attention.
Atlas's focused look turned into that of lust or simple seduction as they walked over. "Hi Ryo~ sorry about how we met last time, let's restart?" Ryo looked down carefully at them, but nodded in agreement nonetheless. Atlas smiled, "Great. I'm Atlas. I'll be your new guide-" they continued to talk while slowly placing their hand on Ryo's chest, "-and instructor through these missions. Now I know The Boss told you something about our policy initiation right?" Ryo recalled. The Boss mentioned something for "company bonding between newbies and guides" and assumed this is what Atlas was talking about. "Yes, I remember" Ryo choked out, feeling Atlas's hands explore further down his abs. "Good, good.." Atlas crooned, looking directly into Ryo's eyes while his hands traveled behind Ryo's neck and down his back. It sent a delicious shiver that Ryo knew both of them felt, hence Atlas's *oh so hot* expression.
"Can you sit for me? Right over on that bed please~" Ryo's eyes widened. There was a king-size bed in what was supposed to be a "torture room". If that said anything, he didn't know what was supposed to. However, he found himself drawn to it, an almost masochistic side entering him as he eyes the cuffs and ropes, dangling enticingly. He barely had any time to react as a sweet smell enveloped him, and made him feel drowsy, but his sleep deprivation and the mist combined overpowered the wash of immediate concern that drifted over Ryo as a tent in this tight slacks formed. He passed out quickly.
"Damn, that' the quickest I'v- oh wow..." Atlas was immediately hit with the tower that was Ryo's cock. Normally, Atlas would have a decent but still manageable size with his sidekicks, however Ryo's was unlike anything they'd ever seen. They approached the man's pants with a sickening pace as they unbuckled and unsheathed the monster dick that belonged to his new trainee. "God, I wonder.." Atlas placed his hand onto Ryo's cock, pumping up and down the incredible length. Then they paused. If they were really gonna do this without any warning, they might as well tie the man up, they didn't know how Ryo was going to react when he came to, of course. Atlas just knew how it would end. Or at least they thought they did.
Ryo woke up 30 minutes later. He felt the burn of being tied, a familiar feeling for the man. However, he did not expect to feel warmth around his member, Atlas's mouth working him almost professionally, feeling the precum already exiting him despite his extreme sex tolerance. "What the-" Ryo was able to growl out before his voice cut off, Atlas's eyes meeting with his. "Ah~ my pretty little assistant decided to wake up, before you start panicking, I'm going to explain some things to you-" Atlas popped his mouth off the wet cock before continuing. "We're sex assassins. We train lustfully and kill professionally. This, is initiation. You're gonna get fucked. Hard. You have one safeword. That safeword, right now, is kill. In actual missions, the safeword is skittles. You'll get the joke later on." Atlas smiled at the company pun, deeming them all a little colorful. "Untie me" Ryo pleaded, "Please, please untie me. Its starting to burn." Atlas did as asked, the pleading a bit too much to handle, Ryo seemed to be a good submissive, knowing how to lilt his voice just so. They assumed this would be easy for them.
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