tw // non-consensual filming
"Ugh, would you turn off that damn phone already?" Kaiser groans as he pistons himself in and out of Isagi's mouth.
Isagi didn't respond, as he was unable to, especially with the thick and long member stuffed deep in his throat. His knees burned from the carpet beneath him as his upper body was guided by Kaiser, sitting at the edge of the bed, hands threaded in his hair. Tears brimmed at the corner of his eyes, and saliva ran down his chin as he tried to reach his right hand towards his phone. Kaiser rolled his eyes, grabbed the phone beside him, and looked at the screen.
"Would you look at that, your boyfie's calling," He grins. Isagi pauses with wide eyes. "Did I tell you to stop? Keep sucking or I'll answer this call."
Isagi adamantly shook his head before returning to his task, choking himself on Kaiser's cock with his poor gag reflex, and making struggling noises that were music to Kaiser's ears. Kaiser seemed to have typed something on Isagi's phone before completely turning the device off.
He eases Isagi off his cock to stand and take out his phone. With one hand on the phone, he presses the recording button, shining a flash directly onto Isagi's face.
"No–!" Isagi cries out hoarsely, covering the camera. He attempts to get up with wobbly knees, but before he can run away, Kaiser grabs the back of his head, forcing him down onto his knees again.
"Smile for the camera, Yoichi~" Kaiser grins as he forcefully thrusts inside the wet heat of Isagi's throat. The erratic and sudden movement of Kaiser's thrusts prevented Isagi from getting a break to catch his breath. But once again, Kaiser didn't care. He was thrilled at the sight of his red-faced, snotty Yoichi overflowing with tears and saliva. Isagi's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he was on his last breath of air. Yet before he could pass out, Kaiser buries himself fully, the tip of Isagi's nose pressing right onto his pelvis as he shoots ropes of cum down the other's throat.
Kaiser pulls out, causing Isagi to heave in deep breaths of air while violently coughing out the cum in his throat. Kaiser tilts Isagi's head back for the camera before letting go of his hair and stroking himself into completion, painting the rest of Isagi's face with streaks of white.
The two panted heavily, with Kaiser ending the recording and putting away his phone and Isagi breaking down into sobs.
It wasn't supposed to end like this, Isagi argues with himself. What started first as a confrontation to stop Kaiser's harassment ended up with him being controlled by the other again. And now, Kaiser has more fuel to use as blackmail against the other.
Isagi crawled away from Kaiser, who observed him while tucking himself in his pants. "Aw, leaving so soon already Yoichi?" He calls.
Isagi ignores him and stands up to go to the restroom, looking at himself in the mirror
You look pathetic. What makes you think Hiori would want a slut like you to return to his bed?
Isagi ends up in tears again as he harshly scrubs away the cum from his face with water.
He hears Kaiser standing beside him, leaning on the doorframe. "You know, I wouldn't have to resort to being so rough with you if you only accepted me in the first place," He says, wrapping his arms around the other's waist and kissing him behind his ear. Isagi turns around and pushes him off with anger. "I don't know what the fuck is up in your sick head Michael, but you're delusional to think that I'd accept a–a monster like you!"
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Limerence - Kaisagi
FanfictionLimerence /ˈlɪmɪrəns/ (n.) Limerence is a state of mind characterized by being obsessively infatuated, marked by intrusive thoughts and a desire for reciprocation.