Step 4: Restrain - Harder Than Ever

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The first day after they made the deal was bearable. Jin complied to every single one of Kazuya’s requests, being rewarded with small kisses when he managed to turn his head in the opposite direction after seeing a girl dressed in a see-through dress, or after politely greeting his neighbor without any hint of flirting with her. Of course, there were also times when he received a soft smack on his head from the doctor, after purposely licking his lips expectantly at the sight of a woman’s long legs peeking from a short dress.

Kazuya was very pleased by Jin’s efforts and self-restrain. And he didn’t miss any opportunity to praise and reward him. Stroking his ego, boosting his self-confidence was always the most effective method in these cases, and Kazuya knew this by heart. Not that he’d admit to Jin that he also liked their little kisses or the stolen glances and the soft almost imperceptible touching of their hands. But treatment came first and he was set on trying anything that would help Jin; except sex, of course.

On his way back to the clinic, he allowed himself a soft, genuine smile at the thought of how things evolved. He was more than pleased when Jin acted all civil at his apartment, offering him a bottle of water and acting all shy while showing him around. When they bid their farewell, Jin giving him the spare key and smiling awkwardly while making a small waving motion, Kazuya’s heart fluttered with joy. With a calculated movement, he leaned forward and caught Jin’s lips with his own, tentatively licking a bit before drawing back. The groan that left Jin’s lips afterwards was the cherry on top of a nice experience.

~*~

Upon waking up the next day, Jin followed his routine; bathroom, coffee with a cigarette and the morning exercise in order to get rid of the over-night erection. It was bound to be harder than ever, now with no magazines to stare at or any other material that would stimulate his imagination. But, in fact, it came easier than he thought. Images of the handsome doctor clad in a white shirt, with a nice red tie hanging around his neck, purposely licking his lips more than it would be necessarily, were instantly invading his thoughts. And the strangest thing was he felt no trace of regret doing it. As if it was natural.

Taking a quick shower to remove the mess he created, he slipped into a pair of track pants and a large white t-shirt, thinking how to kill some time until Kazuya would finish his work and would stop by on his apartment to check up on him. So much time on his hands was never a good think, not when he was on dry land for a few days now.

He started rummaging through his closet in search of an old Playstation. That should keep him busy for at least a couple of hours. He still remembered when he first bought it, playing a creepy game with monsters of all kinds, chasing them in a maze like map, hunting them over and over again until he couldn’t keep up with their numbers. It was addictive back then, and maybe, with a bit of luck it still ought to be now. Anything was better than his current addiction, right?

After hitting up a cup of ramen - his quick breakfast – Jin plugged the device and with an excitement he hasn’t felt in years, he started playing the exact same game he used to love. Just like a little kid would do, he made some pretty funny noises, varying from the type of command he pressed on the remote and some exhilarating high-pitched screams whenever he was victorious.

That’s how Kazuya found him, sitting in front of the TV on the carpet, eyes glued to the screen and a broad smile on his lips. Apparently, he didn’t hear the door and was unaware of the other one’s presence. Kazuya smiled devilishly, trying to close the door with little to no sound, while balancing the boxes of Chinese food from one hand to the other. In the end he put it all down along with his bag and silently slipped out of his shoes. He tiptoed to the couch which was only a few feet behind Jin and soundlessly, he sat on it leisurely, like he has been there for a while.

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