"Sit back and watch my body as I dance for you."
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What if your dream appeared to be near, yet so far all at the same time?
Izuku Midoriya aspired to be a chef and he worked hard to achieve this dream, even if it meant making...
I decided to do this for Kirishima's birthday, 16/10/19. I know that I mentioned that I won't say when I'm writing mature scenes but I'll only state for this chapter. There will be a BDSM scene written here and if you can't handle that, I advise that you don't read.
𝕂𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕒 𝕩 𝕂𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚
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╰⊱♥⊱╮ღ꧁ 𝔻𝕖𝕟𝕜𝕚'𝕤 ℙ.𝕆.𝕍꧂ღ╭⊱♥≺
"You know where to be."
My eyes darted to the clock that was hung up on the wall. The ticking sound of the object in the quiet room was letting me know that every second that was passing by, was a second closer that Eiji-, that Master Kirishima would be home.
I know that he was a punctual man and I had at least five minutes to be ready.
I had stepped out of the shower about ten minutes ago and a towel was wrapped around me. I noticed the closet in our shared room, my feet taking me to the shiny glass doors and my hand was now outstretched as I opened it.
My eyes roamed around the large interior of the closet and the first thing I saw was my leather shorts and my collar. My fingers glided across the material before I took them out, walking over to the bed where I set them down.
The ticking sound had been made about one hundred and twenty times. I had about three minutes left so I had to hurry. The towel dropped from my waist and pooled to my feet. I took it up and threw it over a rack before walking back to the bed where I took up part of my clothing attire, quickly pulling up the leather shorts.
I then took up my collar, a gift from my Master. The gold spikes matching back perfectly with the black as I clipped it around my neck and the initials 'EK' printed on it in gold completed the look as it was pressed against my skin.
Once I was finished, the playroom was my next destination in mind as I left the Master bedroom, walking down to the end of the hall since the room was away from the guest rooms in the mansion.
I stopped my journey as my hand came into contact with the rose gold handle of the door, with me pushing it down instantly opening it.
I stepped inside and the first thing that my eyes came into contact with, was the bed that was in the upper center of the dimly lit room. The dark sheets draped over the large mattress, just a few light specs decorating it giving the room that intimidating glow.
