WARNING!! THIS IS EXTREMELY KINKY RAHHHH!! also authors note, it's a long one lmao.
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This an Ayato x Thoma oneshot, set in an au where they've been secretly banging for a while now. Ayato tends to be the more... explorative partner, with his past experience in the BDSM community of Inazuma. He often pushes Thoma into his own kinks, taking a particular pleasure in watching the boy grow embarrassed over the things he is asked to do. Thoma however, with his qualities of an obedient dog and a secret desire to explore his sexuality, joins Ayato as Ayato gently introduces him into his world.
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It had been hours. Hours, into poor Thoma's long day. Yet his 'Second Job' interfered with his first still. However, The sun was ready to drop into the ocean as the moon was just as ready to spring out of it. This mean't that Thomas day was about to wrap up soon in the next... 5 hours...
'Okay, it's time to bring Kamisato-san his evening brew, before I begin dinner prep,' Thoma recited in his mind, 'I'll just need to see him now and hopefully he wont bother me... too much.' Thoma was walking towards Ayato's home office, the man mostly handled external tasks in the day, preferring to get the social 'extremities!' as he called them out of the way so he could focus on his more gritting tasks with a cup of tea... and a chance to tease his boyfriend.
Thoma's insides shivered a little as he neared Ayato's office, not fear, well a little bit of fear; a hint of excitement. Thoma adjusted his posture and held Ayato's tea tray high as he confidently strolled in. Ayato had yet to look up from his paperwork, his controlled face remaining fixated on the Kamisato-commision's latest affairs. Thoma's face reached the shade of a tomato as his brain betrayed him; 'remember what Kamisato-san put inside you this morning?'
Ahh yes, that darn little thing, the one thing that had been inside him for hours. Small and bullet shaped, yet deterring none the less. Was this all a game to Ayato? Did he seriously get off on this? And Thoma could not forget what Ayato put on him either. Tight and lacy, and now seroiusly wet where it hugged the boy's penis.
Thoma carefully and gently began to set the tea tray down on Ayato's desk, and as soon as the wood tray met its larger cousin, the desk, Thoma noticed the small remote in Ayato's hand. Swiftly, the more gentry man moved his thumb, sliding up on the small wheel, one that controlled the fate of Ayato's tea. Thoma let out a passionate 'angh!' as the tea and tray came crashing down onto the desk, spilling in itself.
Thoma's hand shook nervously, 'Why would he ruin his own tea break?' Thoma wondered. The man in the chair gently looked up at Thoma, who's body remained still in shock.
"Oh my," Ayato began with a devilish smirk on his face "You've made quite the mess there, what clumsy housekeeper I must have hired." Thoma was not as delighted by this comment as his partner was; now smiling at him as he stood stunned.
"Well?" Ayato stated rhetorically, "Well What? Kamisato-san?" Thoma returned the smirk. Now it was Ayato's turn to remain shocked, but he understood that a psychological game was underfoot; Thoma was bratting.
"Well?" Ayato began, standing up and meeting his subordinate "Is my housekeeper... not going to clean up his mistake?" Thoma jumped off the deep end without a safety net; there was no going back now, he would be severely punished knowing his dominant. The last time Thoma had even accidentally misbehaved... he had to take a sick day, to serve out his punishment. Now that Thoma had purposefully bratted, there was no telling what could await him over the next week.
"Not going to answer me?" Ayato's tone dropped, his facade shifting "eyes to me boy." Ayato pulled Thoma's head up by the chin, displaying Ayato's cold and unforgiving expression. Thoma was surely nervous now, maybe even a little regretful, but he knew no archon could save him now.
