Stephen's Point Of View
Stephen carefully laid Mizu into the bath he prepared. He meticulously scrubbed down every inch of his body. Since Stephen had been privy to one of Mizuyuki's most vulnerable sides, there was a 50/50 chance he would wake up, remember everything, and be thoroughly pissed.
'At least he could feel clean while he pouted.'
"That said, I didn't intend to make you pass out. Slightly inconvenient, given the circumstances." He mumbled on a sigh.
By this point his raging cock was not going to feel satisfaction without penetration. The thought of getting blue balled by his own miscalculation, was a huge blow.
Standing up, Stephen grabbed a thick cotton robe and a large drying towel. He scooped Mizu out of the tub, and positioned him onto his lap. Belatedly realizing what a terrible decision that was.
Quickly patting him dry as gently as possible, he dried a bit of his hair and threw the towel aside. Then, he wrapped him gently in the robe that went well passed his feet.
He stood up, grabbed a second towel and put it under Mizuyuki's head. Before picking him up in a Bridal Carry hold and taking him to the 'Playroom'.
He laid Mizu down on top the bed, placed the towel under his hair, then headed for the inner closet. While it was technically a closet, it mostly housed toys not clothes. Though it did have a few costumes.
He took off his shirt and pants one after the other then hesitated at his briefs. While they were a little damp his pants took the brunt of the attack.
Realizing they would just become a future hindrance he opted to remove them. He slipped on the pants from a cop uniform, and exited the closet.
Mizu was exactly as he had left him. He walked over to a black and gold studded dresser and opened the second drawer. Looking over the assortment of plugs he selected one that would be comfortable and do its job.
Walking over towards the bed, and opening the drawer to the bedside table, he pulled out a bottle of lube. He pulled aside the bathrobe on Mizuyuki's lower half and applied a generous amount of gel to the plug, before slowly pushing it into Mizu's ass.
"Uhh."
The breathy moan Mizu let out was almost his undoing. Stephen checked to make sure the plug was properly in place, then corrected his robe. He slid a remote into his right pocket, and headed for the left side wall. He removed a pair of black and blue leather cuffs lined with Chinchilla fur. He'd never used these cuffs, they were mostly just for show.
Stephen never cared enough to cherish his partner's skin until now. Climbing into the bed he gently wrapped Mizu's wrists in the cuffs looping enough chain for mobility but not enough for strangulation.
He then set to dry Mizuyuki's hair as much as possible. It was a beautiful onyx black, that seemed to glimmer in the light. He combed his fingers through his soft damp hair, it was so incredibly soft. Soothing to the touch. Stephen decided to call it a night once he saw that it was now 4:37am. He wrapped as much of Mizuyuki's hair onto the hood of the robe he had on. Then kissed his lips with a groan. Content to try again in a couple hours.
Just then Mizuyuki's eyes blink right open. In that moment he truly cursed his luck.
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Mizuyuki's Point Of View
Mizuyuki had been awake the moment he felt a large warm hand stroking his hair. His mind had to catch up with previous events like a Netflix series, but when it did, the shame and embarrassment he felt was insurmountable.
But something more alarming was happening. Stephen was currently running his fingers threw my hair, and said action was making his anaconda painfully known. Also something was still inside of me.
At first I thought it just felt that way, due to having a foreign object forcefully removed from my body, but no. One clench and I was sure this was no lingering sensation.
'But why? Also judging by how wet my hair is... did he... did he bathe me?? Was this part of the after care he mentioned. If so why the plug and the fur lined cuffs? He's basically screaming "I ain't done with you yet." Is he gonna mess with me while I'm asleep? Pretty sure that wasn't listed in the contract.'
As I was deep in contemplation over the situation I found myself in, there came a deep sigh from above me. Then, the fingers stopped running through my hair. I felt a long kiss on my lips chased by a weighty groan, taking me completely unawares, sending a shudder throughout my body. My eyes flew open and I forgot that I was supposed to be feigning sleep.
As soon as I locked eyes with those beautiful unyielding green eyes, the kiss became stronger. He kissed me deeper, his tongue invading my mouth leaving no place untouched. The hand in my hair gripped harder, forcefully pushing me closer to him.
I couldn't breathe. Never in my life had someone kissed me like this. It was so overwhelming.
'If he keeps this up I will seriously pass out again!'
By some misfortune, just before my eyes began to roll back into my skull, he pulled back long enough for me to take a breath. My heart was beating in my throat, and goosebumps covered my skin.
"You passed out before the fun even began. What are you going to do about that? How do you plan on making it up to me?" Stephen asked, licking, sucking, and kissing my neck and collarbone.
"As I recall some sadistic pervert caused me to black out. Don't complain to me, about how my body reacted to everything for the first time. Aren't you supposed to be the expert. Pervert."
I knew provoking the horny bear beside me wasn't my smartest move, but the situation had been mortifying! Not only that, but he throughly cleaned my body afterwards. Taking a shit will never be the same again. The pleasure I felt scared me more than anything, a feeling so euphoric my vision whited out. Then realizing that was just the cleaning, we hadn't even actually gotten to the sex yet, was enough to make me want to run away.
"Don't call me a pervert. You enjoyed it too, that's why your pouting." Stephen quipped, chuckling as he ran his lips and tongue across my chest.
"Uhh! Ah... Stop you fuckin Perverted Sadist... Ack!... stop biting me too!"
"I said don't call me a pervert." He said in a deep heady voice, that reverberated in my chest as he bit my left nipple much harder than he previously had.
"Agh! What else can you call a Perve– Ah!... Who keeps doing Perver– Ack!... Stooop!"
Stephen bit me in a new place every time I called him a pervert... I really hoped the aphrodisiac was still in my system, otherwise I had no explanation as to why I was suddenly so hard again and craving to be praised.
"Ahhhh!"
'No! Not again! He can't be serious!'
A strong and fierce vibration ripped through me. He didn't even bother to start low. My body curled into itself, quickly getting racked with stronger waves back to back.
"I told you not to call me a pervert." Stephen said, intensifying the vibrations once again.
"Ah! Uhh...S-Stop asshole! Ugh! It feels weird. Agh! Take it out!" I groaned into the pillow beneath me.
The pleasure that was mounting was going to make cum again soon. No way in hell was I going to endure another lesson in patience from this perverted bastard.
'If I cum it's all his fault. I told him to stop.'
"Ahhhh! N-No what are you doing?! Stop! Please!"
I thought I could secretly get away with cumming and then "falling asleep" to teach this guy a lesson, but he firmly grabbed my dick, squeezing it and putting his thumb over the top again, just like he had done before.
"Mizu... you really don't learn do you? You seem to only listen when you want something. Is that it? Are you going to be obedient now since you want to cum?"
I gave him the meanest glare I could muster, with the plug on full power inside me.
'I'd rather die than give him the satisfaction of being right.'
I tried to push his hand away from my body only for him to tighten his grip.
"Ahh! Stop!"
"You didn't answer your Master's question Mizu." He said, taunting me.
"Asshole." Was all I could muster on a whimper.
Then the vibrations abruptly stopped and he released his grip. My abused dick started to leak pre-cum on its own. He then yanked the plug out of me without a modicum of decorum.
"Ahh!" I groaned, breathlessly into the pillow.
There was a rustling beside me and then stilled silence followed. I glanced up to see what he was doing, only to witness him casually leaning against the black leather headboard. A mischievous grin on his lips.