Samurai Flamenco - Control [Gotoyoshi]
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scriveynerTitle: Control
Fandom: Samurai Flamenco
Characters/Pairing: Gotou/Masayoshi
Rating: M
Length: 347
Summary:
It had taken much discussion, some bargaining, and a lot of trust - no actual handcuffs of course, Gotou had blanched at the thought despite himself - and Masayoshi had backed off, every single time he thought that Gotou had changed his mind, to the point where Gotou had to reassure him that no, no, this was okay, he was okay with this, really he was. Really.
He used one of Gotou’s ties - Masayoshi straddled Gotou’s chest, tied his wrists together above his head and blushed scarlet at the look Gotou was giving him - he couldn’t deal with the heated gaze, so a second tie was located and that one went around Gotou’s eyes. Gotou wet his lips and twisted his wrists experimentally. “Am I gonna need a safe word?”
Masayoshi covered his face with both hands, despite the fact that Gotou couldn’t see him. “Oh god, this is a bad idea, I’ll take off the blindfold-“
Gotou turned his head away when he felt Masayoshi’s fingertips. “Relax,” he said, and laughed.”I’m fine, ‘yoshi - I trust you.”
Masayoshi’s hand stopped - he was shaking a little bit, ever the more thankful that Gotou couldn’t see him. Then he put his hand gently on Gotou’s cheek - he still jumped at the touch, just a bit - and turned his face back toward Masayoshi’s. His kiss was light, a faint brush of lips but he let Gotou deepen it, drawing at his mouth, tongue probing and curious.
When he stepped away, Gotou followed him blindly, mouth open still. “Yoshi,” he murmured, looking for contact again, but he kept just out of reach.
“Not yet, not yet,” he murmured, and ran his fingers down Gotou’s bare chest, heading south. “We have the whole night ahead of us, after all.”
Fandom: Samurai Flamenco
Characters/Pairing: Gotou/Masayoshi
Rating: M
Length: 347
Summary:
It had taken much discussion, some bargaining, and a lot of trust - no actual handcuffs of course, Gotou had blanched at the thought despite himself - and Masayoshi had backed off, every single time he thought that Gotou had changed his mind, to the point where Gotou had to reassure him that no, no, this was okay, he was okay with this, really he was. Really.
He used one of Gotou’s ties - Masayoshi straddled Gotou’s chest, tied his wrists together above his head and blushed scarlet at the look Gotou was giving him - he couldn’t deal with the heated gaze, so a second tie was located and that one went around Gotou’s eyes. Gotou wet his lips and twisted his wrists experimentally. “Am I gonna need a safe word?”
Masayoshi covered his face with both hands, despite the fact that Gotou couldn’t see him. “Oh god, this is a bad idea, I’ll take off the blindfold-“
Gotou turned his head away when he felt Masayoshi’s fingertips. “Relax,” he said, and laughed.”I’m fine, ‘yoshi - I trust you.”
Masayoshi’s hand stopped - he was shaking a little bit, ever the more thankful that Gotou couldn’t see him. Then he put his hand gently on Gotou’s cheek - he still jumped at the touch, just a bit - and turned his face back toward Masayoshi’s. His kiss was light, a faint brush of lips but he let Gotou deepen it, drawing at his mouth, tongue probing and curious.
When he stepped away, Gotou followed him blindly, mouth open still. “Yoshi,” he murmured, looking for contact again, but he kept just out of reach.
“Not yet, not yet,” he murmured, and ran his fingers down Gotou’s bare chest, heading south. “We have the whole night ahead of us, after all.”
