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Ainosuke clucks his tongue and looks down at the puddle of piss on the floor in front of him with distaste, making Tadashi whimper and avert his gaze. This only manages to further upset his master, because Ainosuke crouches in front of Tadashi and uses his hand to grab him roughly by the chin and force him to look up at him. Tadashi feels humiliation and arousal wash over him, and he writhes under Ainosuke’s heavy gaze. Ainosuke's voice drips honey-sweet despite the fact that he's very visibly upset with Tadashi. And reasonably so, too- Tadashi is usually such a well-trained pet, accidents are a rarity with him.
“Now, puppy, why would you do that? You know where you’re supposed to go potty.”
Tadashi’s not allowed to speak with his collar on, and Ainosuke knows this. It frustrates Tadashi to no end that he can’t tell him that he really couldn’t hold it, he’s so sorry, he’ll be better-
Ainosuke tsks again and drops Tadashi’s chin and tears pool in Tadashi's eyes as his master stands and walks back to sit in his chair.
“I should make you lick it up. That’ll teach stupid dogs like you not to piss on the floor.” Ainosuke says, not even paying mind to the helpless whine that slips from Tadashi’s lips. As he turns to tuck himself behind his desk, he reaches into a drawer and tosses a towel at Tadashi without even looking at him. “...But I might want your mouth for something later, so just wipe it up. Don’t expect me to throw you a bone, next time, though puppy.”
Tadashi takes the towel in shaking hands, quickly wiping the puddle and crawling on all fours to the bedroom connected to Ainosuke’s office, dropping it in the hamper before crawling back to lay at Ainosuke’s feet, ready for whatever punishment he’s about to receive. As he lays down, however, the vibrations of the tail plug inside of him pulse at a higher speed and he sits stock-straight. Adam laughs, smiling down at Tadashi menacingly.
“Even after the humiliation of pissing yourself, you’re still rock hard pup. You really are just a dumb horny mutt, aren’t you?”
Tadashi gasps as Ainosuke once again ups the intensity of the plug, his cock twitching. He hadn’t even noticed that he’d gotten hard again- he hangs his head low, embarrassed, a shiver moving up his spine. Ainosuke sighs and sticks a leg out from under his desk, and Tadashi stares at it with his head cocked to the side, confused. Surely Ainosuke isn't implying-
“You sitting there all horny and whiny is distracting daddy. Get yourself off and then go lay down somewhere else, so I can get some work done.”
Tadashi stares at Ainosuke’s extended leg, at the crisp clean trousers that Tadashi will inevitably have to clean if he musses them up. He...Doesn’t know how to react. It’s a rare treat, especially rare when he should be getting punished, and he takes a long moment to appraise the situation. Is this a trick? Is this going to lead to more punishment later?
Humping his master’s leg is horrifyingly arousing. Tadashi hates it.
The idea makes Tadashi so fucking hot behind the collar, literally, and so even though he's terrified, before Ainosuke can take back his offer he crawls forward and takes him up on it. Carefully, Tadashi stands on his knees, his hands finding purchase on Ainosuke’s thighs as he scoots forward ever-so-slightly until his cock is brushing against the leg of Ainosuke’s slacks. As soon as they make contact, Ainosuke moves his leg forward and Tadashi yelps, his hips thrusting forward subconsciously. A moan slips from his lips, sounding absolutely wrecked despite the fact that he's barely been touched, and Ainosuke laughs at him.
"Oh, you really are desperate enough! How cute~"
God, this is humiliating.
Slowly, carefully, Tadashi begins to rut his cock against Ainosuke’s leg. At first it’s uncomfortable, Tadashi’s sensitive skin brushing dry against the fabric, but slowly he becomes numb to the discomfort and finds himself enjoying it; every electric shock of his cock rubbing against Ainosuke's slacks, the gentle pressure of Ainosuke pressing his leg against Tadashi's thrusts, everything. He's probably enjoying this too much. Sighing through his nose, Tadashi clutches tightly to Ainosuke’s slacks as he thrusts and thrusts, his legs shaking ever-so-slightly as the pleasure overtakes his body. Throaty moans and grunts fill the air; Ainosuke doesn’t even look at Tadashi, and it’s embarrassing how hot that is.
The thing is, Tadashi knows he shouldn’t enjoy this as much as he does. He knows. But he just can’t help it; after all, Ainosuke is so dashingly attractive, and Tadashi is just so lucky to even be allowed in his presence. He’s so lucky.
Ainosuke shifts his leg, pushing harder, and Tadashi chokes on air. He leans forward and presses his chest against Ainosuke’s thigh as he humps his leg faster, nearing his climax. He feels the need to say something, anything -beg to cum maybe- but he knows he isn’t allowed to talk and so instead he just gives one last thrust as he spills over Ainosuke’s pants with a choked cry.
A hand falls into his hair and he melts, his hips twitching involuntarily. Ainosuke hums.
“Good, good...Now get off of me and clean up your mess.” Ainosuke’s hand tightens and tugs at his hair, pulling Tadashi upright again. He quickly scrambles off of Ainosuke, his cheeks flushing at the white stain on the leg of his master’s pants. Ainosuke also regards it and tuts, grabbing a tissue and dropping it in his lap. “But clean me up first. I’d hate for one of my poor aunties to come in and see just how...insatiable you are, puppy.”
Tadashi nods and takes the tissue in shaking hands. He does his best to clean Ainosuke off, but a little stain remains. He’s about to go in with his tongue, when the hand in his hair tightens once more.
“Just go on, now; I'm busy, and if you get to working that mouth now I’ll never get anything done. When I’m done I’ll come and get my treat from you, okay? You'd better treat daddy well, since he was so kind and didn't punish you like you should've been.”
Tadashi nods. Ainosuke drops his hair, and Tadashi takes a moment to shake it back in place before making his way once again on his hands and knees to Ainosuke’s bedroom.
Once alone in the privacy of the bedroom, Tadashi takes a moment to breath. He means to start getting out of his headspace, to start working, but then he sees Ainosuke’s nice, big mattress and thinks that a nap wouldn’t hurt. He needs to start dinner soon...but he’ll need his energy to do that, and so he climbs up onto Ainosuke’s bed and closes his eyes.
Just a few minutes...Then he’ll get back to work.
Tadashi awakens maybe four hours later to the feeling of the mattress dipping next to him and he cracks his eyes open to see Ainosuke, naked, slipping onto the bed. He immediately perks up, lifting his head, and the sound of his collar jingling is what alerts Ainosuke that Tadashi is awake. Ainosuke has an unusual smile on his face as he draws Tadashi in for a deep kiss by the o-ring of his collar. “Why, hello, puppy~ I see you’ve finally calmed down. I thought you’d never let that poor little cock of yours rest. It’s probably tired, huh?”
A blush crawls up Tadashi’s neck and to his ears as a fingertip just barely drags along the length of his member. He hangs his head low, looking down at his cock as it once again begins to harden, hanging heavy between his legs. He still feels a bit of arousal stirring inside him, and he wonders just how in the world he’d gotten to be so turned on today; he’d been in pupspace since about three in the afternoon, and it’s nearing ten at night. He'd already been fucked by Ainosuke three times before his accident, and then he'd been given his little treat before his nap... Normally, by now, he would’ve snapped out of it and gotten actual work done, but even after four orgasns and a fitful nap he’s still a mess. The gently condescending tone of Ainosuke’s voice sends a shiver down Tadashi’s spine as he continues,
“You caused daddy quite a bit of trouble distracting him so much today, pup, and you still need a punishment for your accident- but for tonight I think you just need to pay back daddy for how well he treated you. Don’t you think?” Ainosuke asks, a hand tangling in Tadashi’s hair, and Tadashi leans into the touch as his eyes slip shut. He nods, because he feels bad- he didn’t mean to distract Ainosuke, nor did he mean to neglect his actual duties for the day, which surely didn’t help lighten his masters’ workload. Ainosuke smiles. “I knew you’d think the same. And while I was in my office, I came up with just the perfect idea for how. Would you like to see, puppy?”
Tadashi nods once more, whining when Ainosuke pulls away, but that whine is cut off when Ainosuke lays on his back, exposing his hole; a hole which is expertly prepped, shining with lubricant, twitching like it’s just aching to be filled. Tadashi looks between what he’s being presented and Ainosuke’s face, swallowing thickly. A second later, he swallows again. He licks his lips and opens his mouth to talk, but the question dies in his throat at the look in Ainosuke’s eyes.
“Isn’t this a fun surprise? Now, baby, daddy wants you to fuck him. Do you think you can do that?” Ainosuke pulls Tadashi on top of him by his collar. Tadashi nods eagerly, licking his lips. He tries to move and position himself, but Ainosuke holds him flush against his naked chest with a strong, firm hand. “Ah ah, that’s not the only rule. You were very naughty today, and you don’t get to cum until after daddy. Got it? If you do, you’ll get the lashings I should have given you for having an accident.”
The tone of Ainosuke’s voice is dark; not a threat, but a promise, and it sends a shiver down Tadashi’s spine, weakening his knees. He nods quickly.
“Good boy.”
Ainosuke releases his hold on the collar and Tadashi scrambles up. He watches as Ainosuke scoots back and leans against one of the many pillows on the large mattress. Once Ainosuke is settled, Tadashi goes to the bedside table where he knows Ainosuke keeps lube and condoms, pulling a packet of each out of the drawer before returning to the bed. He considers himself lucky that Ainosuke already prepped himself because Tadashi doesn’t know how well he trusts his self control right now- he doesn’t often get the opportunity to fuck Ainosuke, it’s usually the other way around, but he loves it when he does. Ainosuke feels so tight around him, and makes the most delicious sounds when he hits just the right spot.
Tadashi slips the condom over his dick and slicks it up with the lube, before lining it up and slowly pushing inside. Ainosuke sighs contentedly, his eyes slipping shut. He squeezes around Tadashi’s cock and Tadashi’s hips thrust forward helplessly- how the hell is he supposed to make it until after Ainosuke comes? That man could go for hours.
“Fuck, so good...Look at you, puppy, mounting me like a bitch in heat. Your little cocklet must be so tired, it must hurt~” Ainosuke coos, and Tadashi’s cock twitches inside of him. He whines. Ainosuke knows exactly what he's doing. “You’ve been so needy all day. Why do you think that is?”
Tadashi shakes his head, his eyes hopefully conveying his genuine answer: a sincere, “I don’t know,” to which Ainosuke just laughs.
“Well, whatever it was,” Ainosuke says in a voice that implies he very much knows what it was, “I am so glad to see that even though you’ve been hard and dripping all day you can still keep it up long enough to fuck daddy good.”
That makes Tadashi perk up- Ainosuke thinks he’s doing good? He’s making him feel good?
His thrusts pick up speed and intensity at the praise, however small it is, and in return he receives one of those deep, low moans that come from Ainosuke’s chest that always manages to make his heart flutter.
His eyes wander Ainosuke’s body as they melt together, watches the taut muscles flex as Tadashi fucks him, watches his hand tug at his cock. He doesn’t appear to be in any rush to cum, which is only a little disheartening to Tadashi; after all, he’s been so weak all day, and with how tightly Ainosuke is squeezing around him he feels like he might pass out if he doesn’t cum now. He knows there’s no way he’ll be able to last any longer than five, maybe ten, more minutes like this. And the devilish grin on Ainosuke’s face shows that he knows that.
At a particularly well-aimed thrust, Ainosuke groans, tilting his head to the side, and Tadashi swallows when he sees the long expanse of pale skin- he’s not allowed to mark him up, but he looks so tasty...
Leaning forward, still fucking into Ainosuke desperately, Tadashi licks a strip of skin under Ainosuke’s collarbone. The action draws a curious hum from Ainosuke, and Tadashi doesn’t dare look up. Ainosuke would tell him if he wasn’t allowed to do this, he has no doubt, but if he gets too cocky then Ainosuke might tell him no just because. So instead he keeps his eyes closed, kissing and licking over Ainosuke’s chest, listening to the drawn out moans and sighs he receives in return.
“You’re such an eager little thing,” Ainosuke murmurs, his voice low in Tadashi’s ear, and Tadashi nods, burying his face against Ainosuke’s chest. “You’re making daddy feel so good. I’m close, puppy, keep going.”
So he does. Who is he to deny his master his pleasure? Tadashi raises his head so he can fuck into Ainosuke from a better angle, his head spinning. He watches with lidded eyes as Ainosuke strokes himself, rocking back into Tadashi’s thrusts with expert rhythm. His back arches, and Tadashi slides an arm under it, holding him in place; Tadashi knows from the drawn-out gasp he receives in turn he's hitting Ainosuke's prostate with every thrust, and so he keeps the angle, his hands digging into the sheets underneath him. He's so close, his orgasm pulled back like the string of a bow, and he needs to come, needs to come now-
"Fuck, puppy, baby, so good. Just a- a little more, go harder for daddy, I know you can do it."
Tadashi actually sobs, tears threatening to spill as he gasps for air, trying not to orgasm a he continues to plunge into Ainosuke's delicious heat. A few more thrusts has Ainosuke finally spilling into his hand and over his and Tadashi's stomachs with a grunt, and Tadashi wastes no more time on his orgasm, his thrusts becoming sloppy until he bottoms out one last time. This final orgasm seems to finally knock the wind from Tadashi, and he collapses against Ainosuke's chest after he pulls out. Ainosuke's clean hand finds his hair and tugs, still allowing his body to lay limp on top of him but holding his head up to lock eyes.
"Good boy. You did so good, fucking daddy so well. Now be good again and clean his mess."
He doesn't give Tadashi any time to catch his breath or think, he just shoves two fingers from his other hand into Tadashi's mouth. Tadashi moans, immediately lapping at theyes other man's fingers, his tongue working to lick the cum up. He works quickly, quickly moving from the two fingers provided to other fingers, then his palm. Ainosuke's eyes shine as Tadashi finishes his work, and Tadashi's heart flutters. When he's done, Ainosuke pats his cheek, making him flinch.
"Good, good...Now you should go clean up and get ready to drive me to S. I'll see you in an hour and a half, alright?"
Tadashi blinks as Ainosuke's hands leave him, and he sits up, climbing off of him almost robotically. His own hands find the collar that wraps firmly around his neck and he unclasps it, going to the lockbox where they keep their toys. Ainosuke simply reaches for his phone from the side table as Tadashi unlocks it and tucks the collar inside, before taking his tail plug out with a whine and cleaning it; once finished, he returns the box under the bed and finds where he'd folded his clothes to put on earlier. As he slips them on, his hands begin to shake, and he still feels a bit fuzzy despite trying to shake himself out of it.
Tadashi isn't one for cuddling. Not normally. Sure, it's nice every now and again, but he's a busy man and he has things to do. Yet, despite this, and despite how much time he's wasted today, something inside of him yearns for just a few minutes.
"Oh, Tadashi, dear, be sure to drink a lot of water. The side effects on the bottle said you might feel dehydrated afterwards. Wouldn't want you fainting tonight."
Tadashi pauses in his dressing, turning to Ainosuke who hadn't even looked his way to address him. "I- I'm sorry, Mr. Ainosuke?" His voice is raw when he speaks, and he can't tell if it's because he hasn't spoken in a few hours or if it's the tears that are once again threatening to spill from his eyes.
"The side effects. Of the aphrodesiac I gave you right before we started to play? You did say you would be interested in trying them some time, no?"
"I-" Tadashi swallows. He's confused for a moment, but then he remembers Ainosuke insisting he drink a full glass of water before they start and it clicks: Ainosuke must have dissolved a pill in the water, that's why he was so insistant that he finish the whole glass. Tadashi had stupidly assumed that perhaps Ainosuke was just worried about him. "I did mention it, but I thought we might talk about it a bit more before..."
"Nonsense! I always take care of you, Tadashi, why would we need to talk more about it?" Ainosuke asks, like it's no big deal, and Tadashi's mouth snaps shut. He feels sick to his stomach.
"You're right. Silly me. I'll make sure to drink water, thank you, Mr. Ainosuke for the warning. I'll see you at quarter to midnight to bring you to S."
Ainosuke grins at him. "There's my good boy."
Tadashi just nods and turns to the door, now fully dressed, and leaves without another word. Just like he always does. And just like every other time, there is no call from Ainosuke to come back and lay in bed with him.
There never will be, and Tadashi knows this, but just like always he holds out hope that maybe one day there will.