Limerence - Kaisagi

Chapter 7 - Acquiesce

cw // this chapter contains heavy mature themes, explicit content, and sensitive topics. reader discretion is strongly advised.

Isagi receives another text from Kaiser later that night.

Isagi hadn't spent time in Hiori's bed at all for the past week– instead, he was either in his own or in Kaiser's–as his fucktoy.

After all the matches and dinners, the same nightly routine led him to Kaiser's bed, willing to his every command. Repeating the same song and dance, the same pleas and cries. At this point, Isagi felt like a shell of his former self, unknowing of how much of himself he had left.

He'll eventually muster up the courage to speak to Hiori or anybody, but with the threat hanging above his head, Isagi thinks it might not be possible in his lifetime.

Isagi dreadfully walks down the silent hallway, passing the rest of the dorms. It was late evening, and he journeyed when everyone else was dead asleep from exhaustion. Even if the dorms themselves were soundproof, Isagi knew he couldn't risk anyone getting suspicious.

Every step forward down the seemingly infinite hallway had caused adrenaline to surge through his body. His nerves hammered, and the sweat trickled from his forehead.

He stops in front of Hiori's room. At this time, he would be asleep, but if he were to knock–

–Immediately before Isagi could knock, a firm grip clamped over his mouth, guiding a cloth towards his nostrils. Isagi recoiled at the unfamiliar scent, and a sudden weakness overcame him, with heat coursing through his veins.

His eyes grew wide as a muscular arm encircled his slender waist, hot breaths grazing his nape. Despite his urge to scream and break free, the scent's effects intensified. Isagi teetered on the brink of unconsciousness, the realization hitting him— he was being drugged.

His legs quivered, and he fell on the floor, but a strong figure carried him. He didn't have to look back to know who his assailant was, especially when he spent every single night with him.

Isagi choked out silent sobs behind the hand as the two traveled down to a room down the hallway. When they finally entered the locked room, Isagi wailed out pitiful tears upon his back, softly hitting the bed.

There was no attempt to resist Kaiser's powerful advances. It was useless. He felt extremely vulnerable and helpless. Isagi anticipated the worst as his shorts were pulled off, causing him to shiver at the cold breeze. His eyes were tightly shut, with streams of hot tears falling down his face.

Eventually, his cries were stopped when he felt soft lips pressing onto his own. Despite the soothing and gentle kiss, the false sense of security made him even more afraid of what would happen next.

Large hands roamed freely underneath his shirt. Isagi found himself unusually responsive, even more so than the nights they had spent together. Every gentle touch seemed to reverberate from the deepest corners of his being, intensifying the sensations.

With his body growing warmer and his breaths turning heavy, Isagi initially assumed he was being drugged into unconsciousness. However, it became evident that he was mistaken; Kaiser had opted for an aphrodisiac instead.

With the fingers fiddling and pulling at his erect nipples, causing him to moan into Kaiser's mouth. Kaiser's tattooed hand left Isagi's nipple to travel down to the other's growing erection, fondling it to full hardness.