Ryota, was looking feverish as usual today seeming to be overworking himself again. His posture was hunched a energy drink by his side. He had a pale complexion he hadn't seen the light of day in weeks. As well as bags under his eyes insomnia taking over him. His room was the same and as always clean not being used in awhile properly. The animator was then startled by a loud knock on the door.
"Kya! Oh it's open" he yelled assuming it was his imposter friend. It indeed was a bag of chips in his hand as well as a soda. "Seriously, pace yourself it's all a waste if you fall over dead. However he didn't listen much to him this was when imposter decided to take matters into his own hands. He sighed as he picked up Mitarai. The young boy began to struggle but couldn't due to how weak he was.
"Imposter put me down please!" He said softly only to be put down eventually. But in a rather not so practical position. "I-Imposter?" He stuttered our clearly confused in what was going on. "Look, Ryota I'm sorry it has to be this way but this is the only way you'll learn you're lesson." He told the young animator as he slowly peeled his dress pants to his ankles. Causing the young animator to have a harsh blush on his face.
Ryota squirmed a bit as the imposter gave him light smacks over his boxers. However it made Ryota realize this isn't so bad but that's where he was wrong. The Imposter pulled down his boxers revealing his bottom to him. Causing Ryota to kick and squirm more not comfortable in this situation. The imposter aimed before a hard slap went down on Ryota's cheeks. Causing the animators to yelp this went on for awhile.
The animator going in stages from yelping to cringing in pain to finally crying out. As the imposter hit his more sensitive sit spots. He didn't stop until both cheeks were a red color. As well as him crying out to stop this is how he knew the kid had enough. He sighed as he rubbed his back Ryota sobbing letting it all out. The imposter sighed as he set Ryota on the bed.
He helped him get on more comfortable pants. He went to the drawer getting out lotion then coming back. He gave him a 'reminder smack' causing the animator to yelp. He shook his head before slowly apply the cold lotion on his hot bottom. Rubbing it smoothly as it soothes his abused bottom. he seemed to say soft words of forgiveness to him.
Before letting the boy sleep tear stains on his cheek. His crying turning into soft hiccups and sniffles. He voice stopping from saying the constant 'I'm sorry.' Now that he was set straight and punished he was forgiven and cared for. This was a new feeling that the boy craved for. He knew now that the imposter would give that to him.
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Ryota, Pace yourself please.
FanfictionHello, this is a Danganronpa fanfiction for Ryota Mitarai and Imposter. In which the imposter teaches our animator a lesson about taking care of himself.