Archive of Our Own

Clack.

Clack.

Clack.

The sound of his own movement is all Tsukasa can hear. The clinking of accessories, the rattling of keys. The mechanical percussion of metal boots against a grimy floor.

…it’s quiet here. The rowdy bickering and clamor of the other prisoners had died out a long time ago. Those were the misdemeanants. The ones who snatch a piece of fresh bread off a stand in the market. The ones who cause mild public disruption. The ones who are sentenced to a mere overnight stay, then released with but a stern warning.

No, this floor was reserved for the more…permanent ones. True criminals, as Tsukasa would put it. The Light Kingdom is a peaceful place with little enemies, so— evidently, as Tsukasa sweeps his eyes over rows of empty cells— this floor is frequently empty.

Except today.

The knight stops before a single cell. Through the flickering flame torches, the outline of a dark figure can be seen.

Tsukasa unloops the keys at his belt and fishes through them. He finds a faded, medium-length key; Tsukasa scrutinizes it, then pushes it into the door’s keyhole and twists. A shrill scream emanates from the door’s long-unused hinges as it welcomes Tsukasa into the cell.

With a flourish of his cape, Tsukasa steps inside.

…there he is.

“Kamishiro.”

It’s almost pitiful, the state to which the man before him has been reduced. Once so animated, so full of mischief, and now he’s chained to the wall like an animal. Those eyes always gleaming with delight, that face always reveling in the chaos caused by his own hands— hidden by messy locks of cascading purple. Hands that could knock an entire band of knights off their feet with a twirl, manacled in glowing silver.

He’s been stripped of all his fancy ornaments and sparkling knickknacks. Only his black pants and white tunic— soiled with dirt and grass stains— remain. That, combined with his frazzled hair, creates a rather…pathetic look. Certainly not one befitting the extravagant, exhibitionist mad sorcerer that his knights have been trying too long to catch.

Rui doesn’t respond to his name. His head remains hanging. One could misinterpret his lack of reaction as lethargy.

But Tsukasa knows him better than that.

Nonetheless, he continues forward, sliding his gloves off and discarding them on the floor. The sound of his boots echoes against the dead silence like gunshots. Click, clack, until he’s but a mere foot from the sorcerer’s bound form.

“How the mighty have fallen.”

Silence for a few more moments.

And then, Rui looks up, his bangs falling away from his face like curtains.

His face is slightly pale. His lip is split, a small trickle of is blood dried at his nose— he had fallen during the chase. And yet, aside from that, he appears the same as he always does. Those same calculating eyes. The same shameless, shit-eating Cheshire grin.

Tsukasa’s heart flutters at the sight. It always does, every time he locks eyes with the sorcerer. The reason why, he still can’t fathom. Animosity? Surely, that was it. Enmity was the reason his heart would pound for hours after every interaction. Enmity was the reason he would toss and turn all night, unable to tear the thought of Rui Kamishiro from his mind.

His eyes return to Rui’s face. He’s still smiling up at him. His pupils dart for the slightest second to Rui’s lips as the sorcerer opens his mouth to speak.

“So, you've finally caught me,” he drawls. “It's about time.” He grins mischievously at Tsukasa’s impartial face. “I’ll admit, your method this time was foolproof. And—” he shakes his wrists, rattling the manacles— “enchanted cuffs? Using my own strength against me, Tenma? That’s no good for me, fufufu~”

Tsukasa doesn't share the amusement. He crosses his arms, and aside from the narrowing of his eyes, his face remains virtually stoic. “You’re awfully cocky for someone in a prison cell,” he scoffs. “Where is your shame?”

A laugh erupts from Rui’s lips.

“The only shameful thing about this situation,” he taunts, “is how long it’s taken to get to this point. This is you and your knights’ eighth attempt at catching me and your first success.”

And there it is. That insolence. Tsukasa’s eye twitches. It doesn't help that his heart is thudding— it’s been thudding since he first entered this cell.

“Watch your tone, sorcerer.”

“For speaking the truth?” Rui asks innocently. “Is your pride too inflated to address your ineptitude, commander?”

Anger wells in Tsukasa, as well as a feeling he can't quite place.

“Watch it,” he repeats, voice measured but tight. “My knights are some of the best in the land.” He drops down to one knee, staring into Rui’s eyes with what he tries to keep a neutral face— although it's difficult to control the glower he knows is taking over. “Do not disrespect them, or me.”

Rui’s eyes light up.

“You want to know what I think?”

His entire body leans forward. The chains rattle as they're pulled taut. The tension grows, but so does his grin.

“I think your knights have not even a pretense of ability.”

Tsukasa’s lip curls before he can control it. His eyes slit. Despite that, Rui continues, now with a gleeful lilt.

“I mean…eight attempts in a year, and only one capture? You could barely catch me, and all I do is cause ruckus. What will happen when a real danger threatens your kingdom? I’m not sure if the Light Kingdom will last very long in that case, considering how utterly incompetent—”

Tsukasa’s hand moves before he can stop it.

His palm connects with skin. A loud smack reverberates through the cell. And—

“A-ahn~!”

Tsukasa falters, stunned. He stares dumbly at Rui’s face, currently thrown to the side— and despite the red mark on his cheek, he almost looks like he's biting his lip. Tsukasa's face flushes with heat.

This bastard. Is he really riling Tsukasa up at a time like this—

“Haha…What a handle on your temper you have…” Rui quips breathlessly.

Tsukasa snaps out of his daze. He narrows his eyes. His hand shoots out to grab Rui’s jaw, fingers digging into Rui’s cheeks as he forces his face roughly upwards. “There really is no end to your impudence,” he spits, as Rui smiles innocently at him.

“…But no matter.”

He releases Rui’s face. Rui flexes his jaw. He raises an eyebrow as Tsukasa turns away.

“You’ll learn to keep that attitude in check when I’m through with you.”

He knew Rui was going to be placed in this cell. He was the one who chose it, after all. As such, he had ensured certain…preparations beforehand.

He approaches the bed— that is, if the shoddy block of wood hanging off the wall could even be called that. There’s a small lump in the flimsy sheet of cloth. He lifts the sorry excuse for a blanket, coming face-to-face with the…tool he had hidden there.

He takes its handle. Then slowly turns back. Rui tries to keep his expression cool, but Tsukasa doesn't miss the briefest flash of disbelief in his moon-yellow eyes.

Silence. Then,

“…a whip?”

Rui giggles, the sound laced with just the slightest tremble.

“Are you going to whip me, my dear knight?”

Tsukasa doesn’t respond. He starts slowly toward Rui. Rui’s eyes widen just barely. Is it fear? Good.

Though, his face only looks redder than before…

“So this is your idea of a punishment,” Rui says. “How creative. Though certainly unexpected, coming from you. Tell me, do you whip all your prisoners, Mr. Tenma, or am I just a special case?”

“Standard procedure,” Tsukasa responds simply.

Standard procedure, his ass. The last thing the Light Kingdom was known for was belligerence. In fact, this sort of conduct would get Tsukasa sternly reprimanded at the absolute least. He wasn’t sure what he was thinking when he bought the damn thing in the first place, when he kept it hidden in his room for the many months, at this point, that he’s owned it for…and he sure as hell doesn’t know what he’s thinking now, using it on Rui.

He just…

…really wants to whip him.

He stops again in front of Rui. The whip dangles ominously from his hand. Rui looks up at him almost expectantly.

“Well, what are you waiting for?”

…For just a second, Tsukasa hesitates. Maybe it's a shred of pity beseeching him to rethink; he doesn't know. Rui’s an asshole, but does he really deserve this?

Rui grins.

“Pussy.”

Any doubt immediately leaves Tsukasa’s mind.

His hand comes down, the whip striking Rui’s left thigh with a loud CRACK.

“aaAnh~! ♡”

Rui’s head tosses back with a loud, sultry moan.

Tsukasa’s teeth clench. The leather of the whip creaks under his tightening grip.

This infuriating mage and his infuriating noises. They keep sending Tsukasa’s heart into a frenzy. Certainly from how much he hates this cocky bastard. And— and is it just him, or is this room getting warmer?

A silence, filled with Rui’s ragged breaths. Tsukasa’s eyes linger on his heaving chest longer than they should.

“Aha…”

Rui’s voice is breathless. When his head lolls back down, Tsukasa notices just how red his cheeks are. And how his body has started to tremble just slightly.

“…you can hit harder than that…can't you…~?”

A low growl rumbles from Tsukasa’s chest.

CRACK.

“A-aaHn~!! ♡”

Bastard. Bastard. Is he getting off on making Tsukasa suffer?

No, this is…Rui is doing this to taunt him. He knows the sorcerer is testing him, reacting like this on purpose to pull an amusing reaction out of him. So why is it getting him so dizzy every time one of those sounds comes out…? It feels like his head is spinning…

“Hahaha…you hit…like a girl…~” Rui drawls. “Show me what you're made of…Tenma-kun…~”

And he almost does. With the way Rui is biting his lip, the way his thighs are shaking and spreading like he’s provoking him…Does he really think that Tsukasa isn't capable of making him beg, if he so wished? His hand is already moving without his control, and right before the whip comes down a third time—

— that’s when he sees it.

His eyes widen. His grip slackens.

Is that…

There, between Rui’s legs. A damp patch. And an obvious tent.

The whip slips out of his hand and clatters onto the floor.

He’s…he’s actually been getting off to this?

…A jolt of lightning shoots straight through Tsukasa’s nerves. His stomach twists, and his knees buckle— for a moment, he almost staggers.

Rui giggles. Tsukasa manages to refocus on him. Now that he’s seen what's clearly the sorcerer's arousal, everything else is lining up. The blush on his face. The shakiness, the breathlessness…The way he's been shifting against the wall for the past minute, almost like he's rubbing himself against it…How did Tsukasa not notice it earlier? Was he that quick to dismiss it as fear?

“What’s wrong~?”

Tsukasa feels like he’s going to faint.

He should leave. The sorcerer won't learn. At this point, Tsukasa's not sure if there's a single thing that would make him learn. Besides, this is highly unprofessional, and interacting with it would be even more so…

And yet

He wants

To see

More.

“My, my…did you lose your momentum already…? Come on, great knight…don't let me rain on your gghkk—”

Rui’s neck feels so nice in Tsukasa’s hand.

“So you were enjoying this.”

Tsukasa squeezes down on Rui’s neck. He caresses Rui’s pulse point, feeling the rapid fluttering underneath. His lidded eyes dart down, meeting Rui’s now-widened ones. He feels Rui’s Adam’s apple bob against his palm.

“Such an insolent little throat you have,” Tsukasa murmurs. “Yet so delicate. I could crush it if I were too careless.”

He tightens his grip. The chains rattle as Rui chokes again. His eyes roll up, and his tongue lolls out, covered in drool. A raspy, strained moan escapes from his throat.

“…uuunh…h-harder…~”

Tsukasa clicks his tongue. He holds his hand there a moment longer. Watches as Rui’s thighs open, as his hips rock back and forth while his hands jerk and pull at the manacles.

“…Do you really think I’ll allow you that satisfaction, Kamishiro?”

He releases Rui’s neck. Rui doubles over in a coughing fit. Tsukasa watches him jerk and convulse as he tries to catch his breath. But he doesn’t wait very long. He’s already moving before Rui can straighten up, dropping down to his knees, grabbing either side of Rui’s stained tunic and—

“A-aah!”

The fabric rips so easily, it’s a miracle that it was holding together at all. Tsukasa’s eyes latch hungrily onto Rui’s body as the cloth falls open on either side. Curved hips. A smooth, pale stomach littered with faded scars. A chest with just a hint of plumpness, with pale pink areolae and puffy, already hard nipples.

Oh fuck, Tsukasa’s head is pounding. He swallows a mouthful of his own saliva.

He takes Rui’s jaw again. It feels as if he’s caught in a spell. He squeezes Rui’s cheeks together as he brings his own face close, their lips hovering only inches away. He can taste vanilla and honey on Rui’s breath.

“If I don’t teach you some…” he hisses, “…manners by the end of this…”

His thumb rubs against Rui’s bottom lip. The pad of it sinks in, pulling down slightly.

“Open,” he whispers. “Show me your tongue.”

And Rui obeys. He opens his mouth, sticking his tongue out with a lewd moan. A harsh exhale escapes Tsukasa at the sight.

“Good boy.”

He spits into Rui’s mouth. Rui gasps softly. He closes his lips and swallows with a moan— Tsukasa bites back a moan of his own.

“You're so commanding, my knight…” Rui sighs. “If only you commanded your own knights better. Then again, this would be a lot less fun for me if you did.”

“So that's the game you're going to play?”

Tsukasa hums. His thumb lingers on Rui’s lip a moment longer. A small grin tugs at his lips, with the barest flash of canine glinting in the dim cell.

“Fine by me, sorcerer.”

He shoves Rui’s head back.

The back of the sorcerer’s head hits the wall with a muted thunk. Rui lets out a choked cry, eyes fluttering. While he’s still dizzy, Tsukasa grabs his tunic and tears a strip— it’s already ripped, why not rip it more? Rui’s head is barely back up before Tsukasa is wrapping the strip of cloth around his eyes. The mage gasps as it tightens. Tsukasa takes a moment to admire the man before him.

One blindfold was all it took to make him appear almost vulnerable. Innocent. Subservient. He looks so…pretty like this.

Pretty. Was that it? Was that how Tsukasa felt?

“How resourceful…” Rui giggles. “It’s only turning me on more, y’know…”

Tsukasa tsks, squeezing both of Rui’s nipples without warning.

“Who gave you permission to speak?”

He relishes the breathy, surprised moan it draws out. He’s been wanting to touch these pretty pink nipples ever since he first saw them— they were looking so cute after all, already hard and puffy; how could he hold back?

He presses his thumbs into the tips of the nubs and rubs them in deep circles. Rui mewls and writhes in his chains, gritting his teeth to muffle moans.

“Mmph~! M-mmfph~!!”

“Acting coy now,” Tsukasa breathes, “are we? But your cute little tits are so sensitive, just a few touches and you’re moaning like a common whore. Don’t be shy, let me hear how much you’re enjoying yourself.”

He pinches and yanks Rui’s nipples. Rui’s mouth falls open in a high mewl, drool leaking from the corner of his lip. The cry dissolves into a string of breathless moans as Tsukasa roughly rolls the buds between his fingers.

“I bet you’re getting off to this, too,” Tsukasa continues lowly. His hands drop to grope roughly at Rui’s pecs, squeezing the little fat that protrudes. He doesn’t stop Rui’s chest from pushing into his hands, though the sight does make heat build down south. “Fucking masochist. You’d probably cum from licking my shoe, wouldn’t you?”

Jesus, he’s never said such vulgar things in his life. He doesn’t know what’s taking over him, nor why it feels so natural.

“Aah~ y-you know me so well…” Rui moans. “But you, you’re— uah~— surprising me, Tenma…who would’ve thought that the respectable knight commander was such a—”

Tsukasa leans down, capturing Rui’s nipple in an open-mouthed kiss.

“—hyah~!!”

Rui’s back arches. He pushes his chest into Tsukasa’s face with an obscene moan. Tsukasa swirls his tongue around Rui’s nipple as he sucks on it, his other hand moving to run possessively against the curve of Rui’s side.

“G-god, yeah~” Rui’s whimpering echoes in Tsukasa’s head, “l-lick me…~ s-suck me harde—”

Tsukasa sinks his teeth into Rui’s nipple. Rui’s words break off into a half-scream.

“You’re not in charge here, baby.”

He lavishes Rui’s areola with his tongue, then bites down again. Rui gasps, body rocking back and forth. He keens as Tsukasa’s hand finds Rui’s other nipple, squeezing and rolling it.

“Oww…~” Rui moans breathlessly, “you’re hurting me~”

“Are you sure?” Tsukasa questions, detaching from Rui’s nipple with a string of saliva. He admires Rui for a moment— his nipples are swollen to a rosy red, one glistening with Tsukasa’s spit, and the blindfold is slightly wet around Rui’s eyes.

He cups Rui’s bulge and squeezes it. A cry erupts from the sorcerer’s lips as he’s caught off-guard again.

“Aaah~!”

“But you’re harder than you were before. I may be hurting you, but don’t act like you’re not loving it, you little pain slut.”

He massages and kneads Rui’s clothed erection with a merciless hand. The fabric is fully damp now, nearly dripping with Rui’s fluids. He holds his hand there for a moment to let Rui rut against it, then gives his dick another harsh, painful squeeze.

“Uuunnh…~” There’s a tinge of pain in Rui’s voice, but with the way his hips are jerking and his thighs are trembling, it’s clear that it’s only giving him more gratification. Tsukasa would keep his hand there longer— let Rui hump it like the dog he is, while he watches— but he’s growing impatient. And he doesn’t plan to slow down now. So instead, he takes the drawstring on Rui’s pants.

One pull is all it takes for the tie to come undone. And before Rui can let out even a stuttered breath, Tsukasa is sinking his fingers into the sorcerer’s waistband and yanking both his pants and underwear down to his knees. He grabs Rui’s legs, manhandling them— ignoring Rui’s grunts of discomfort— and pulls everything off, throwing it haphazardly behind him.

…Rui’s dick is slender and flushed, its hardened shape swollen and wet with precum. Milky pearls bead at his rosy tip, rolling down his shaft and his glistening inner thighs. And those thighs…they’re irresistible. Pale and soft and so tempting, Tsukasa almost leans down and sinks his teeth into one right then and there.

He’s so fucking beautiful.

A growl leaves Tsukasa’s throat. His cock pounds incessantly in his pants.

He wraps a tight fist around Rui’s dick and starts pumping it. Rui’s head lolls back against the wall, mouth opening in a loud moan. His hips thrust into Tsukasa’s hand needily. Tsukasa loves the way his hands jerk and rattle helplessly in their bonds. It gives him an unfamiliar power trip, a strange, addictive thrill that feels like a high.

“A-aahn~! A-at least—~ Warn me first~!” Rui cries out, clearly trying to mask his pleasure with a flimsy attempt at teasing. “Y-you’re going to— give me a heart attack—”

“I said you weren’t in charge,” Tsukasa whispers. “You’re my bitch right now. I’m your master. I call the shots.”

He strokes Rui’s dick with a quick hand. His other hand moves to Rui’s ass, roughly groping one of his cheeks. Rui keens, rolling his body in time with Tsukasa’s movements.

“M-Master, you said~?” he giggles breathily, voice lilting. “Y-you want me to— aha~— c-call you that~? W-want me to c-call you Master~? Y-you want me to beg Master to— ah~! — to shove his fat cock inside my little pink hole~?”

“Maybe I do,” Tsukasa hisses. “But are you going to be a good boy and do what Master wants?”

“W…what…?”

Tsukasa doesn’t miss the genuine bewilderment in Rui’s voice. For a few seconds, the sorcerer has no witty retort, nothing but his gasps and whimpers. Was he expecting Tsukasa to shoot back a red-faced denial? Does he not realize how turned on Tsukasa is by the idea of his submission?

“Go ahead then,” Tsukasa urges. “Say it. Say it, you whore.”

“U-uuh—”

Tsukasa releases Rui’s dick. He spits on his own fingers. Rubs it around. He pulls one of Rui’s cheeks open and rubs the tip of his middle finger over Rui’s entrance. Rui’s breath hitches, and soft, stuttering breaths escape him.

Tsukasa’s finger sinks in. Rui gasps.

Tsukasa shudders at the way Rui clenches around his finger. He’s so tight. His heat clamps around Tsukasa’s finger, sucking and squeezing at it like it’s begging for more. If unshackling him wasn’t such a risk, Tsukasa would have liked to turn him around and see that pink hole for himself.

He curls his finger inside. Rui lets out a groan, pushing his ass onto Tsukasa’s hand.

He starts thrusting his finger at a quick pace. He doesn't care to start off gentle, though he knows it probably hurts at least a little. Rui deserves this roughness— and Tsukasa loves to deliver it, for some sick, twisted reason that he doesn't care to question anymore.

But no matter how rough Tsukasa could be, Rui would just enjoy it, wouldn't he? That much is evident in his drooling cock and the way he thrusts his hips back and forth.

“Masochistic whore.”

He spits on him. Rui seems to take pleasure in that, with the way his tongue hangs out of his mouth. That only intensifies when Tsukasa shoves a second finger into his hole, stretching his tight inner walls even further.

“You really are shameless,” he drawls, voice dripping with mockery. “No wonder you felt no humiliation when you were captured. You don’t feel any even when you’re fully nude and blindfolded, drooling over a knight commander as he fingers you like a brothel girl.”

“Hehe~ And— a-aah~— nothing you do would make me feel— ahn~— even a modicum,” Rui moans. “A-a sorcerer has no shame. I’d enjoy— uah~— a-anything you’d do to me, M-Master~”

Heat shoots down south as the word leaves Rui’s lips. He was half expecting him not to say it. His fingers curl on instinct for just a moment— making Rui whimper loudly— but he’s thrusting his fingers with newfound vigor only a second later. He won’t let Rui see weakness at any point.

“Oh really? And does that apply only to me, or would you get on your knees and be a submissive little dog for anyone?”

“I-it’s a secret~”

Tsukasa chuckles. He gropes around on the floor absentmindedly. He could find what he’s searching for much more easily if he actually looked, but his eyes are trained on Rui’s face and body. He really is like a painting, isn’t he? With those beautiful lips and gentle features, silk-soft hair, the toned, sculpted curves and ridges of his body, he really looks like he’s been carved from the most heavenly marble.

Such treacherous thoughts. This is mere amusement. Nothing more. He will dismiss these thoughts as he does every time Rui sends sparks flying with graceful movements, every time that melodic laugh resonates through the trees like birdsong.

His fingers brush Rui’s prostate. Rui cries out softly, his hole squeezing Tsukasa’s fingers as his body shivers. At the same time, Tsukasa’s other hand closes around what he was looking for.

His thumb runs over the handle of the whip. It’s leather. Not rough, but textured just enough. Decent thickness, not too much; no cloth loop.

Rui’s mouth is still wide open, letting out wanton sounds. He’s blind. Prone. Tsukasa doesn’t bother offering a warning. With a grin, he pushes the butt of the handle right into Rui’s mouth.

“Mmmph!!”

A muffled cry of surprise. Even so, after only a few seconds, Rui wraps his lips around the handle and starts to suck. He lets out whimpers, as Tsukasa pushes the handle further in, of both pleasure and discomfort— fair, since the taste and texture of leather are probably not pleasant on the tongue.

Tsukasa moves the whip handle in and out of Rui’s mouth. The soft sound of slurping and little moans fill the cell. Rui’s spit-slick lips look gorgeous wrapped around something like this. He can’t wait until they take something bigger.

He pulls his fingers from Rui’s entrance— Rui’s body twitches. He takes the whip handle out, too. A shimmering line of saliva connects it to Rui’s lolling tongue. It seems to gleam in the low light.

Tsukasa pulls Rui’s hips forward. Spreads one of his cheeks, then drags the handle between Rui’s legs. Rui’s breath hitches in realization just as Tsukasa starts pushing the handle into Rui’s hole.

“Hhhnnghh~!!”

Fresh tears dampen the white cloth around Rui’s eyes. His back arches. Precum spills from his glistening tip.

Tsukasa doesn't push the handle in very far. Only a couple inches. Just enough to let Rui feel the pressure. He can tell by the way Rui is writhing that it's not enough.

“M-mm…~ A-a little moree…a little deeper…~”

He complies. He shoves in a few centimeters more and then slaps Rui’s thigh, hard. Rui keens, head jerking back. Tsukasa squeezes the faintly reddened spot, eliciting a whine.

He stands. His pants are too tight now. What better way to relieve it than to see how much that pretty mouth can take?

He undoes his pants with a quick hand and pulls out his fully hard cock. He strokes it quickly, then slaps it onto Rui’s face, earning a shaky gasp of delight. Tsukasa rocks his hips back and forth, rubbing his dick against Rui’s face.

“A-aahn…” Rui whimpers, voice still hitching from the pleasure of the whip handle inside him. “A-aren’t you going to put it in my mouth, Master…? Or are you chickening out again…?”

Tsukasa sneers. He puts both hands on Rui’s scalp and pushes him back against the wall. Rui lets out a soft “nngh”, squirming as Tsukasa holds his head in place. He pushes his tip against Rui’s lips. Rui opens his mouth wide, sticking his tongue out in anticipation.

So cute.

He pushes his hips forward, shoving his cock into Rui’s mouth.

“Gnn—”

He exhales shakily, his head falling forward. Rui’s mouth feels so good on his cock. It’s warm and wet, and when Rui reciprocates— closing his lips down, swirling around the length with his tongue— Tsukasa succumbs to the pleasure without restraint.

“M-mmm— mm-- mmmh?!”

Tsukasa hears the exact moment that Rui’s pleasure turns to shock. But Tsukasa doesn’t relent, forcing his cock further until the hilt kisses Rui’s lips. Rui gags loudly, and Tsukasa groans as his throat spasms around his shaft.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” he mocks, “did you want me to warn you first, sorcerer? Weren’t expecting me to be so big? That’s what you get for underestimating me.”

He shifts his hips, letting his dick brush against the back of Rui’s throat again. Again, Rui gags. His head shakes on instinct, but Tsukasa holds him in place against the wall. Strings of drool trickle down the sorcerer’s chin, eyeliner-tinted tears unabsorbed by his blindfold trail down his cheeks.

Tsukasa pulls his hips back, then begins thrusting into Rui’s mouth. Rui’s cries are muffled pathetically into little broken whimpers that echo out between wet slurping noises. Each one vibrates against Tsukasa’s cock, making him shudder with pleasure.

Rui’s hands yank desperately at the chains. At first, Tsukasa doesn’t know whether he’s trying to pull away or if he wants more. Then he watches as Rui arches his back, sticks his ass out, and starts grinding it against the floor.

“M-m— ♡ n-ng— ♡ mm— ♡”

He spreads his thighs and arches further. Soft noises as the rest of the whip drags against the ground.

Tsukasa chuckles lowly.

“Look at that…Even chained up, you’ll do anything to get your pleasure, huh…?”

His thrusts grow bolder. Rui moans. He raises his ass slightly, then bounces it gently against the floor. Tsukasa can tell he’s trying to move the handle inside himself. And well, isn’t that just the hottest thing he’s ever seen.

Rui’s neglected dick twitches needily, spilling drops of precum onto the dirty cell floor. His tongue rubs against Tsukasa’s throbbing cock as he suckles hungrily, eliciting quiet groans from Tsukasa’s throat. Saliva dribbles from his lips and drips onto his bare, heaving chest.

“Ghhh…”

Tsukasa’s hands fist in Rui’s scalp. He tugs roughly, making Rui flinch. The sorcerer’s throat spasms around his dick as he tries to cry out, but the spurt of milky fluid that gushes from his tip betrays any feigned pain. Tsukasa laughs, pushing the toe of his boot into Rui’s length.

“You want to touch yourself so badly? Go on then. Grind against my boot like the filthy animal you are.”

And he does, with no hesitation. What an incredible sight— the great sorcerer Rui Kamishiro, completely naked and rutting against his shoe like a wanton slut.

Tsukasa’s thrusts don’t falter, even when he feels the heat starting to throb through his cock. He wants to make sure Rui is thoroughly fucked out by the time he’s done with him. He doesn’t even tell Rui that he’s about to orgasm. No, he wants to keep him on his toes. Unaware. At his mercy. But his exhales are turning to sighs, his breathing to panting, and he knows he’s close.

He pulls out. Rui’s tongue sticks out lewdly, connected to Tsukasa’s tip with a string of saliva and precum. Tsukasa wraps a hand around his wet shaft— other hand still holding Rui’s head against the wall— and strokes it roughly. Rui says nothing; only waits, mouth hanging open and tongue still out, panting and whining beneath Tsukasa as he continues rubbing himself against the knight’s boot with even more fervor than before.

Ah fuck— he’s gonna—

A groan tears from Tsukasa’s throat. He grits his teeth as the heat in his gut boils over. His hand tightens on his own dick. And then he’s cumming all over Rui’s pretty face, staining him and his drooling tongue with hot white.

“Hyah~! M-Master~!!”

Rui lets out a high-pitched yelp. His entire body tenses, then relaxes. He swallows down Tsukasa’s cum with a loud, whorish moan. His reddened lips part as he pants, and his head rolls back slightly as he tries to look wherever he thinks Tsukasa is.

Tsukasa blinks, his hazy vision gradually clearing as he comes down from his high. He looks down at Rui, at his flushed, tearstained, cum-covered face, and he swears he can feel his cock twitch.

“So then, Kamishiro,” he drawls. “What do you have to say for yourself?”

Rui doesn’t respond immediately. He pants wordlessly, gently swaying his hips for stimulation. So Tsukasa tsks and reaches out, tearing the blindfold off Rui’s face.

Oh.

Rui looks…utterly out of it. Gone is the insufferable brat who has made himself so infamous in the Light Kingdom. Completely. His eyes are half-lidded and red-rimmed, the surrounding skin darkened with kohl and eyeliner that only emphasizes the white rolling down his face. There’s not a single hint of insolence in those eyes. They can’t even focus on Tsukasa. Tears drip down his cheeks, mixing with the drool from his half-open mouth.

Tsukasa shivers. Something hot and almost possessive wells up in his chest. The sight of Rui like this is strangely powerful, and it seems to take his breath away.

He grabs Rui’s jaw. Caresses his cheek with his thumb, smearing his own cum against Rui’s skin.

“Speak.”

Rui blinks slowly. His eyes roll up to meet Tsukasa. They glimmer with something unfamiliar. He stares at him quietly, his mouth opening and closing a few times.

His voice is half-raspy when he speaks.

“…unchain me.”

Tsukasa’s eyes widen in disbelief.

“Unchain you?” he echoes. There’s a slight laugh to his voice, but he really doesn’t know whether to be amused or bewildered by Rui’s audacity. “Kamishiro, do you think I’m stupid? We finally have you after months of struggle, and you want me to remove the cuffs that keep your power in check? What, so you can—”

“I love you.”

Tsukasa freezes mid-sentence.

“What?”

The cell goes silent. Deathly so. So quiet that the sound of Rui’s breathing sounds like a gale to Tsukasa’s ears.

The words ricochet in his head. He feels his mouth go dry, and his eyes slowly widen as the reality of them sinks in.

I love you.

An incredulous chuckle escapes his lips. Is Rui really messing with him now? Nothing could get Tsukasa to undo those restraints. Especially not such a blatant lie.

A blatant lie that makes his chest tighten. That makes his heart race, that makes him suddenly dizzy. That makes him feel…

“Cease your untruths, sorcerer,” he chokes out. “What’s next, you’re a reincarnated angel? Nothing you say could possibly—”

“I love you,” Rui says again. “I always have. Why do you think I’m so fixated on your little kingdom? The chaos is fun, yes. The adrenaline of the chase, it’s exciting. But nothing beats the sound of your voice or the sight of your face.”

Tsukasa can only stare, stunned.

“I think about you in every waking moment. I see you in the flowers and trees and the crystalline waters of the ponds. You plague me like a phantom, Tenma. Your pride, your determination, the kindness with which you treat your subordinates…I tried to deny it at first, but I think it was inevitable that I would fall in love with you. And if you feel the same way…”

He leans forward slightly. The motion accentuates his naked body, but right now, Tsukasa isn't looking anywhere but Rui’s face. Despite the small cat-smile on his face, his eyes are genuine.

“If you feel the same way,” Rui repeats, “you’ll undo these restraints. If not, you can leave me here. I don’t care. I’ll get over it.”

The ultimatum hangs in the air like smoke. Tsukasa is speechless. His face is burning.

He hates Rui. He’s a nuisance. A pain in the ass. He stole from the royal treasury once, for God’s sake.

If he hates Rui, why is his heart slamming against his chest? Why is his stomach fluttering? Why does he feel so giddy, as if he’s about to start grinning like an idiot in love…?

…love…

…is that it…?

Is that why he can’t stop thinking about him? Why his fingers tremble whenever Rui’s near? Is that the strange emotion that wells up, beneath all the irritation, when Rui slips from his grasp for the hundredth time?

It can’t be. That’s ridiculous.

And yet, as Tsukasa stares at Rui’s blushing, fucked-out face, all he can think is how beautiful he is.

…His hand moves, without his own permission, to graze over one of Rui’s manacles. Then, the other hand, to the other manacle. He holds them both lightly, his thumbs running over the cold metal.

These manacles were designed specifically to contain magic. They were crafted by the mages in the defense ward with a special locking system to prevent forgery and assisted escapes: instead of a key, there was a fingerprint. And the owner of that fingerprint is…

His thumbs find the small grooves. He swallows thickly. Then he presses down, fitting his thumbs into the mold. A mechanical noise, and then the manacles click open, and Rui’s arms fall to his sides.

It’s only then that he realizes what a horrible decision he’s made.

He just released a criminal. Basically an act of treason. And for what? He’s Knight Commander, not some lovesick teenager!

Lithe fingers fist the front of his cape. He’s pulled downward before he can react. For a second, he thinks Rui is going to attack him, and his body tenses, preparing for a counter.

Then he feels soft lips press against his own.

…ah…

The kiss ends as quickly as it began. Yet Tsukasa feels like the air’s been stolen from his lungs. He stares down at Rui with his breath growing heavier. Rui stares back, his eyes swirling with

lust.

The next moment, his lips are smashing against Rui’s.

It’s not gentle or soft. It's desperate. Tsukasa's mouth moves against Rui’s with a fervency he’s never thought himself capable of. He tilts Rui’s chin, deepening the kiss with a growl. Beneath him, Rui moans into his mouth. Bare arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.

They pull away, gasping for air. But it’s only a moment before they're kissing again. Tsukasa bites down on Rui’s lip hard, making him gasp, then quickly shoves his own tongue into Rui’s mouth. Tastes every inch of the man that he’s wanted for so long now.

He feels a hand tangle in his hair. Rui’s tongue meets his. They slide against each other feverishly, swirling around and entangling with each other. Rui tastes so fucking good. Tsukasa’s drowning in it. The wet sound of lips smacking and tongues dancing echoes against the walls of the cell, buzzing in Tsukasa’s ears.

He hears Rui whimpering, feels him twitching underneath him. He can hear the whip hitting the floor as Rui squirms and wiggles his hips. Tsukasa breaks the kiss and buries his face in Rui’s neck, letting the man’s sweet scent fill his senses. It's addicting.

“Aaaanghh…~”

Rui’s head falls back with a loud moan. It turns into a cry when Tsukasa digs his teeth into his skin. Tsukasa lavishes the bite with his tongue, then moves up, sucking roughly at Rui’s neck. He’s never felt possessive like this before. Never felt so passionately like something was his. And that he had to make it known.

His hands run up and down Rui’s sides and thighs. Groping, squeezing. His mouth continues working almost aggressively at Rui’s neck, covering every inch with teeth marks and hickeys. His. His. His.

He can feel Rui’s fingers fumbling with the ornaments on his uniform. He lets out an irritated huff amongst his sighs of pleasure. Then he taps Tsukasa’s shoulder twice, and all his decorations fall to the floor with a clatter. Rui’s cold hands dip under his shirt, making Tsukasa bite down reflexively on Rui’s shoulder.

“Ngh…as I thought, you're so strong…” Rui breathes. His hands map over every inch of Tsukasa's body, tracing over his abs and chest. “So handsome…”

Tsukasa digs his fingers into Rui’s hips. It's almost hard enough to bruise, but the idea of lingering fingerprints excites him. He pulls Rui’s hips forward and presses his already-rehardening cock against Rui’s dripping shaft, then grinds his hips against Rui’s, rubbing their erections together.

“Mmmnff~”

Rui lets out a breathy keen. His legs wrap around Tsukasa's waist, pulling him flush against his body. He can feel Rui’s hips desperately rolling in tandem with his.

“Haah~ You have a—” Rui teases, voice whimpering— “a really big dick, Master~ it barely even f-fit in my mouth and you just kept shoving it in so sadistically…I-I hope you give my hole the same treatment~♡”

He shakes his hips. Tsukasa groans quietly. He reaches back, roughly groping Rui’s ass, then grabs the whip handle and begins to pump it in and out of Rui’s hole.

“F-fffanh~!”

Rui gasps and mewls. He clamps down on the whip, squeezing around it with a soft schlicking sound. His trembling thighs tighten around Tsukasa as he grinds their dicks together, and his hands falter where they were trying to pull Tsukasa's shirt off.

“Goddamn, I didn't know you wanted me so badly,” he growls. “You're so fucking wet for me.” He punctuates his words with a sharp thrust of the whip, making Rui cry out in ecstasy. “If I had known sooner, I would've…”

Would've what? Reached out? Said something? Done something?

He doesn't answer that question, instead burying his face in the side of Rui’s neck. He rubs the whip handle in little circles inside Rui. Rui gasps, hips bucking to grind against Tsukasa's as he twitches with pleasure.

“Ha-ahh~ but you know this isn’t enough for me, rightt…~?” he says breathlessly between whimpers. “I need something bigger and thicker to satisfy me….d-don’t you understand, Master…~?”

Tsukasa groans. He can feel sweat soaking through his clothes. It's so hot in here— or maybe it's just Rui. He releases Rui and scoots backward, shakily pulling off his tunic. Dropping it unceremoniously on the ground, he fumbles to undo his boots and kick off his pants.

…It's a little embarrassing, being fully naked like this in a prison cell of all places. Tsukasa can't shake the feeling that someone could come down here and see him. But he knows nobody would— he had specifically requested that only he alone go, and his fellow knights trust him enough not to suspect that he’d do anything but punish the sorcerer for his misdeeds.

He turns back, and his mouth goes dry.

Rui has suddenly turned around. His hand braces him against the wall, and he arches his back, pushing his ass out. Tsukasa watches, entranced, as Rui brings his other hand down, roughly squeezing his own asscheek and then pulling it to the side.

He can see Rui’s hole, flushed pink, the glistening ring clamping around the thin rod inside. Translucent strands glimmer as they drip down his taint and cheeks. The whip trembles slightly with every twitch and clench of his rim. Tsukasa's tongue darts out, wetting his lips.

“C’mon, hurry up and fuck me…~ ♡” Rui whines, shaking his hips as he bounces his asscheek with his hand. “I’ve been waiting far too long, Tenma…~”

He reaches back and grips the whip handle. His eyes roll back as he starts to pull it out. Tsukasa shivers, his eyes locked on Rui’s entrance— on the way it sucks desperately around the handle of the whip as it slides out inch by inch. And then the handle clatters to the floor, leaving Rui’s hole hungry and clenching around nothing.

Tsukasa moans and slowly moves forward. His bare chest presses against Rui’s back as he pushes him against the wall. He shudders at the feeling. His heart won't stop racing, and the proximity is making butterflies erupt in his stomach.

His hands slide down Rui’s body until they grip his hips tightly. He presses his cock against Rui’s ass, grinding against it. Then he pulls back slightly and lines his head with Rui’s wet, twitching entrance.

He hears Rui gasp. His own breath hitches in turn. He rocks his hips back and forth, grinding his tip against Rui’s hole. He knows this should feel wrong, but for some reason, it doesn’t. It…

It feels right.

He pushes his hips forward, and his cock sinks into Rui’s tight heat.

“Oh, fuck…”

His head tips back. Pleasure engulfs his dick as Rui’s heat squeezes around him, the sensation permeating through his entire body like an electric shock. It's incredible. It's maddening. It's the best fucking thing he's felt in his entire life.

He bottoms out with a hissed curse. Rui keens, pushing his ass back to fit as much of Tsukasa's cock as possible. His hands drop to his sides. They stay like that for a moment, panting in tandem, Tsukasa's hips pressed flush against Rui’s.

Tsukasa’s hands slide over Rui’s body. They grope his chest, then run a path down his stomach, then slide over his hips. His fingers find Rui’s and intertwine with them; he brings Rui’s hands up, pinning them against the wall on either side of Rui’s head. He buries his face in Rui’s back and sighs, drowning himself in his heavenly, intoxicating scent.

He pulls out about halfway, then snaps his hips forward. His balls slap against Rui’s ass as Rui lets out a pleasured cry. The sorcerer’s walls clench down on Tsukasa’s cock, and Tsukasa moans, sinking his teeth into the skin on Rui’s shoulder. And then he pulls back, and thrusts forward, and starts fucking into Rui’s hole with no restraint.

“A-aah~!! ♡ Fuck~!! ♡ T-Tenma~!! ♡”

The pace is almost feral, but Tsukasa can't bring himself to hold back anymore. He ruts into Rui like a beast in heat, slamming his cock into him with reckless abandon. The staccato of flesh against flesh echoes obscenely throughout the cell, mixed with Rui’s wanton keening and Tsukasa’s groans of ecstasy.

He doesn’t know what side of him is coming out. It’s like a dam that’s kept back a savage river for centuries has finally crumbled under the current’s force. His mind is fully overrun with lust and desire, and he can’t think of anything but the way Rui squirms and mewls and how incredible his ass feels around Tsukasa’s shaft.

“I hate you…” he hisses between almost violent kisses and bites to Rui’s back. “I hate you, you bastard…hate how beautiful you are…hate how irresistible you are…”

Rui laughs shakily, but the sound quickly dissolves into a litany of moans and gasps.

“I— ungh~! H-hate you too~! My h-handsome knight~ o-oh~ ♡ oh~!! ♡”

Tsukasa suddenly brushes against something, and Rui’s body shudders up. He clamps down around Tsukasa’s dick, and his back arches as he rubs his ass against Tsukasa’s cock.

“T-there! Again!”

And Tsukasa obliges, tilting his hips slightly to hit Rui’s prostate again. Rui lets out an even louder cry. His head falls back, soft lavender tickling Tsukasa’s face. Tsukasa groans as Rui’s ass sucks around his dick, and his hips stutter for a moment before he sinks in deeper.

“Kamishiro, you feel so good…”

He increases his pace from fast to faster. Rui gasps and mewls with every thrust, his fingers trembling as they squeeze Tsukasa’s hands. His voice is growing increasingly higher and whinier, and Tsukasa can swear he can hear the beginnings of a sob building in his throat. It sets a fire in him that he didn’t even know existed.

He releases one of Rui’s hands and grips Rui’s ass firmly, then pulls back and delivers a harsh spank. Rui chokes on a cry as his body jolts, a fresh spurt of precum drooling from his dick, and Tsukasa curses as the sorcerer’s entrance clenches.

“Ah~! Y-yes~! ♡ M-master~! ♡ Spank me harder! H-harderrr~! ♡”

Tsukasa growls. His gut burns with heat. He slaps Rui’s ass again, the flesh bouncing lewdly with the force. And again, and again, unyieldingly, with rough squeezes to the reddening flesh that make Rui groan. It has to hurt, but Rui only cries out louder, more desperately. He drives his hips forward particularly hard, and Rui’s voice breaks into a sob.

“Fuck, are you—”

The barest hint of worry that twinges in the back of Tsukasa’s head disappears when Rui turns his head. Tears are dripping down his cheeks, his tongue lolling out, drool spilling in strings from his lips. His eyes are wide and brimming with tears, but the need in them is so heavy that even Tsukasa feels it.

“Harderrr~!” He nearly wails, the hand not being held by Tsukasa moving to pump his own dick. “Faster~! G-give it to me, Master~!! ♡”

Tsukasa is almost stunned by the sheer debauchery before him. Almost. But he quickly recovers, and, biting down on Rui’s shoulder, he ups his pace again. He can feel his own cock throbbing against Rui’s tightening inner walls. He’s definitely close, albeit not as much as Rui is. For now, he just wants to push the man as far as he can possibly go.

“Look at you— ah~— crying like a bitch over hah~ a few spanks,” he growls, and while the tone he uses is degrading, it's really the hottest thing he's ever seen. Rui mewls again, and Tsukasa feels the heat in his nerves shoot up exponentially.

He smacks Rui’s ass one last time before bracing his hand against the wall again. His hips slam into Rui unrestrained, littering as many inches of his skin he can reach with kisses and bites and love marks. He shoves his face into the back of Rui’s neck, nuzzling and licking like some kind of wild animal while trying to suppress his own moans and whimpers. With each thrust, he can feel Rui’s ass squeezing like a vise, the pink ring of muscle making lewd, wet sucking noises as it desperately milks Tsukasa’s cock.

“AaAugh~! M-Maste— T-Tenma~! ♡ Ahn~ ♡ uah~ ♡ ah~ ♡ huah~ ♡”

Rui rocks his hips back to meet Tsukasa’s. Tsukasa can palpably feel the impatience in the movement. He hears Rui’s cries grow quicker, higher, reaching a fever pitch—

“♡ T-Ten— ♡ ma— ♡ I-I’m~ ♡ ahn-ah-ah- T-TSUKASA~!! ♡♡”

Tsukasa hardly has time to ruminate on the fact that Rui just said his first name before Rui is suddenly arching, and his inner walls are clenching so tight around Tsukasa's cock that Tsukasa might cum right then and there.

“Shit…”

His hips pause, length hilted fully inside Rui. He muffles his own moan by sucking a dark hickey into Rui’s neck. He can feel Rui’s body shuddering and twitching underneath him as the sorcerer heaves out loud, wanton moans.

“T-Tsukasa…Tsukasa…!”

He chants Tsukasa’s name like a prayer. Tsukasa shudders every time he hears it. He brings his hands down, wrapping his arms around Rui’s waist and pulling him flush against him— pinning Rui’s arms to his sides— as his mouth continues working possessively at the crook of Rui’s neck. A satisfied moan, and then Rui goes half-limp in Tsukasa’s arms. Tsukasa hears the soft sound of something wet hitting the wall— he looks down with his face still half-buried in Rui’s skin, taking in the translucent white splatter in front of them.

“…Rui…”

Rui’s name on his tongue doesn’t feel as foreign as Tsukasa would have expected. It feels strangely natural. He rolls it on his tongue, feeling the flavor of each syllable. They fizzle on his tastebuds like honey candy.

“Rui,” he repeats quietly. He feels Rui shiver.

With a grunt, he pulls out and thrusts back in. He hears Rui inhale sharply, but he’s too far gone to stop now. He starts up the same pace as before, keeping Rui’s body glued to his.

“W-wait!!” Rui cries out, voice wobbling. “I’m— I’m still—!”

“I haven’t cum yet, Rui,” Tsukasa whispers between ragged pants. He runs his tongue up the column of Rui’s neck, bringing his lips to Rui’s ear. “I want to cum inside you. I want to see your hole dripping with my seed. It’s the least I deserve after putting up with you for so long.”

He fucks him relentlessly, hungrily swallowing up every desperate noise that leaves his throat. It’s like music to his ears. Ambrosia in auditory form. The tears on Rui’s face, the way his voice shakes, the way he thrashes and writhes in Tsukasa’s grip— it’s all fuel to the raging fire inside him. The feeling of power and control feels like it could drive him insane.

He hears Rui whimper loudly, and for a brief moment, he worries that he’s hurting him. Then he sees that Rui’s dick is already starting to leak again, sending precum dripping down his quivering thighs, and he feels the way Rui slaps his ass back against him like he’s trying to ride him.

“A-as I thought—” Rui says breathlessly, “you’re a s-sadistic bastard— how u-unknightly of you—”

Tsukasa growls, reaching forward and wrapping a tight fist around Rui’s half-limp cock. He squeezes it and starts to stroke it roughly. The giggle Rui had been letting out turns into a choked gasp. And then his pleasured sobs start up again, somehow even more slutty than before.

“O-ooh~!! ♡ I-it hurts!! ♡ It feels so goood~!! ♡”

“See, that’s it,” Tsukasa murmurs. “Act all high and mighty, but the moment someone treats you like trash, you turn into a good, obedient whore for them. Isn’t that right?”

“Just for you~!” Rui keens loudly. “Just for you…just for youu…♡”

Tsukasa moans, his cock throbbing eagerly. He reaches up with his other hand and grabs a handful of Rui’s hair, and yanks it down hard. Rui nearly shrieks, his back forced to arch at a nearly uncomfortable angle as he collapses backward on Tsukasa’s body. The position lets Tsukasa sink deeper into Rui’s ass, and he moans as Rui’s velvet heat stretches to accommodate his girth.

He grabs Rui’s jaw and tilts it towards him. Then, he shoves his mouth against Rui’s. Their lips clash together heatedly, and this time, Tsukasa doesn’t hesitate to shove his tongue inside as fast as he can. He practically devours Rui’s mouth, all the while fucking up into him with deep, unyielding thrusts.

His hands roam every inch of Rui they can reach. One hand gropes and squeezes one of Rui’s pecs, while the other runs circles into Rui’s inner thigh. Rui moans loudly into the kiss, spreading his legs wider until he’s practically fully opened up for Tsukasa’s viewing pleasure. One of his hands places itself on Tsukasa’s hand on his chest, silently urging it to touch him harder; the other pumps his own now-hard dick, adding another filthy wet sound to the chorus. All the while, his hips bounce and rock in time with Tsukasa’s.

They break the kiss to swallow gasps of air, then press their lips together again. Tsukasa slaps Rui’s thigh, then squeezes it, then slaps it again. Rui shudders and sobs out in pleasure, drool trickling down his chin as his tongue slides needily against Tsukasa’s.

Tsukasa can feel his cock pounding. His hips are starting to stutter. He’s getting close, so close. He parts from Rui’s lips, letting the string of saliva stretch between their tongues before breaking it, then nuzzles his nose into the crook of Rui’s shoulder. His thrusts become sloppier. Eventually, he has to stop touching Rui’s body to grab the man’s thighs and keep him in place as he ruts into him.

“Uhngh~ I-I’m so cloose~ ♡” Rui mewls breathlessly. “Oh godd~ ♡ c-cum in me, T-Tsukasaa~ ♡ c-cum in me~ ♡ cum in meee~ ♡”

Tsukasa can’t respond coherently. He keeps mumbling breathless moans of “Rui” against Rui’s skin. His movements grow more and more desperate, his own legs starting to tremble from the growing sensation in his insides.

“Ugh— I-I’m gonna—”

He pushes his hips forward one last time, hilting himself fully inside Rui’s ass, and then the heat seizes his body completely.

He groans as a violent shudder runs through his entire body. His hands dig into Rui’s thighs, leaving crescent-shaped indents in the pale flesh. He grinds his hips against Rui’s ass, pushing himself in as deep as possible, and then—

“O-oh~!! ♡ Ohmygod~!! ♡♡”

Rui nearly screams as Tsukasa starts to pour his seed into him. He falls slack against Tsukasa, gasping and keening loudly— Tsukasa wraps his arms around him again, kissing his neck fervently. His ass clamps around Tsukasa’s cock, milking every inch deliciously, greedily swallowing every drop of Tsukasa’s cum. His pace quickens on his own dick, pumping it uncontrollably until, with a loud cry, he releases into his hand.

“…hah…hah…”

Their breathless pants mix together. Tsukasa holds onto Rui a moment longer, rocking his hips slowly, stirring his cum inside Rui. Then, he gently releases his grip, letting Rui fall forward against the wall with a soft thud.

“…uuuughh…”

Rui heaves out a soft groan. Tsukasa can see just a sliver of his tearstained face— his eyes are glazed and fixed on the ceiling, his mouth ajar and drooling. His eyes drift down to Rui’s ass. He watches, mouth dry, as his own cum spills from Rui’s stretched entrance, dripping down his red-flushed cheeks and making an obscene puddle on the floor.

He almost feels like he’s laid claim.

A content weariness spreads through Tsukasa’s bones. He scoots backward, putting enough distance between himself and the wall to lie down. He should feel disgusted at the prospect of lying on a filthy dungeon floor, but he’s still too dazed by what just happened to consider that right now. So he simply blinks up at the ceiling with tired, half-lidded eyes, looking at nothing in particular.

He just had sex with a criminal. He should be ashamed of himself. But all he can feel is warmth.

He sees movement out of the corner of his eye and tilts his head to the source. Rui seems to have followed in Tsukasa’s actions, now lying down a good few inches away from the knight. Funnily enough, he’s staring at the ceiling too, seeming as stunned as Tsukasa is. Though Tsukasa notices the way he sneaks small, fast side glances toward him, and the way he scoots an almost imperceptible few millimeters closer to him every few seconds.

“…you idiot.”

He reaches out, grabbing Rui’s arm, and pulls him towards himself. Rui squeaks in surprise as his face is brought centimeters from Tsukasa’s.

“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of a little intimacy,” Tsukasa mutters. He wraps his arms around Rui’s waist, pulling him closer. Rui shivers, but he doesn’t resist.

“I…never said I was,” he whispers back, trying to force a grin. “Just didn’t want to embarrass you too much after you did something so against your duty, Tenma.”

“Rui.”

Rui’s face somehow flushes harder at the sound of his first name. Tsukasa can’t help but find it endearing.

“Don’t call me that,” he says gruffly. “I just made love to you. I’m not a stranger. And I want you to call me by my first name. Besides…” He leans closer, his breath mingling with Rui’s, “…I don’t want to think about my duty right now.”

He kisses Rui softly. Rui hums, hands coming up to cup Tsukasa’s cheeks. They part as gently as they started, and Rui leans forward, nuzzling into Tsukasa’s shoulder. It makes Tsukasa’s heart melt in a way that's almost overwhelming.

“Whatever you say,” Rui relents, “T-Tsukasa.”

The sound of that tickles something in Tsukasa’s chest.

Rui yawns softly. Tsukasa can't help but compare him to a cat. Not the evil devil spawn of a feline that usually comes out with that infuriating grin; more like an innocent, sleepy baby kitten. It’s cute. He presses his lips against Rui’s head, gently kissing his sweaty hair.

“…Tsukasa,” Rui says quietly.

“What is it?”

Rui takes a few seconds to respond. He yawns again, pushing himself further into Tsukasa’s body. He looks like he’s about to fall asleep at any second.

“…do you really…feel the same way…?” he mumbles quietly. “…or was it just…a moment of lust…meaningless…”

Tsukasa hesitates. He looks down at Rui, whose eyes are beginning to droop. There’s a vulnerability in his eyes that Tsukasa never thought possible from the infamous mischief-wreaker.

“I…” he begins, voice wavering.

He doesn’t know what to say. The words sit inert on his tongue, unwilling to enter the air.

He shouldn’t love Rui. Right? It goes against his duty, his loyalty to the kingdom, everything that it means to be a commander. Even if Rui hasn’t technically done anything malevolent per se, he’s still a wanted criminal. And Tsukasa was the one entrusted to bring him justice…

…and yet, despite all this, his heart yearns.

And he can’t deny it anymore, can he? He may be stubborn, but that would just be foolish of him.

“Rui…” he tries again, “…I…”

Rui exhales slowly, and Tsukasa realizes that the sorcerer’s breathing has evened out. He looks down to see Rui’s eyes fully closed. Lips slightly parted, features softened and obscured by damp strands of lavender.

He’s…asleep. Already. Just how much did Tsukasa tire him out…?

He looks so peaceful like this…

A small, involuntary smile tugs at Tsukasa’s lips. He pulls Rui closer— a hand comes up to tuck a strand of hair from Rui’s forehead, then cradles Rui’s head to his chest.

“…I do,” he whispers softly. “…I do feel the same way. I… I love you, Rui.”

He kisses Rui’s forehead, and then his own eyes slowly close.

***

He doesn’t know how much time passes before his eyes open, but when they do, the first thing he notices is that he’s completely alone.

His eyes widen. He jolts up— no, he tries to jolt up. He can’t, because— and that’s the second thing he notices— he’s been tied up. Dark grey rope that definitely wasn’t anywhere in this cell before he fell asleep is coiled tightly around his body.

He writhes in his restraints. They don’t budge. Every part of him’s been tied with an expert hand, rendering him completely immobile. So instead, with a brow furrowed in concentration, he cranes his neck, trying to take in as much of his surroundings as he can.

The chains are severed, half dangling aimlessly against the wall, half coiled around dull, no longer luminescent manacles that are shattered in half. The door to the cell is closed. Presumably locked. Tsukasa gapes blankly, refusing, for a few seconds, to register what he’s seeing.

Oh, Rui, you bastard—

He grits his teeth and, with a strained grunt, he flips himself over. He starts to crawl forward, then stops. Because what the hell is he doing? What is getting forward a few inches going to accomplish? Not like he can get up and open the door.

He almost wants to call out for help. But his pride won’t let him do that, at least, not until he’s fully weary of being trapped in this godforsaken cell. So for now, he supposes he’ll just wait for someone to come by, wondering what’s been holding their precious Knight Commander up for so long.

…At the very least, there are two things Tsukasa’s thankful for. One, that Rui had the decency to put his clothes back on his body— a little messily, albeit, but that could be attributed to the fact that he’s literally tied up. Two, that nobody happened to stumble upon them while they were still naked and cuddled.

Still. He really should have seen this coming. He sighs, flopping uselessly to the ground.

…huh?

Tsukasa’s eyes suddenly catch on something. He squints. It looks like some kind of paper.

…a note…?

He squirms his way forward. He feels silly doing it. Like a snake with the grace of a grizzly bear. Nonetheless, he continues, ignoring the way his cheeks heat up with embarrassment, until his nose is hovering over the sheet.

He’s greeted with elegant, cursive penstrokes.

“Good morning, Tsukasa. Hope you slept well! The sleeping spell I cast on you probably helped with that a little bit~”

Oh, he is so going to punch him next time he sees him.

“I know you’re probably debating the best angle to punch me from right now. But you really should be thankful, y’know~? Be glad that I woke up before one of your suck-up knights found us like this. I even went through the effort of making this look like a breakout instead of your own doing. Now, I did tie you up just for the fun of it, but just know that I was considering leaving you in your underwear, and appreciate the fact that I didn’t, okay~? ☆”

The mere prospect of that makes Tsukasa shudder. But Rui’s earlier words do explain the rather elaborate state of the shackles on the wall. And a part of him does appreciate that Rui seemed to care enough to make Tsukasa appear innocent. Of course, more than that, he’s pissed at both Rui and himself that this happened in the first place— even if it is his own fault.

“And thus, our little game of cat-and-mouse continues~ I can’t say I don’t enjoy the thrill. Oh, but don’t expect me to get caught again— it was a one-time stroke of luck, and I’m going to be more cautious from now on. Don’t want to be trapped in this stuffy cell again, especially not if the manacles next time are any stronger than these ones.

“Unless it’s only you chasing me, in which case…maybe I wouldn’t mind if you grabbed me and punished me a little bit. ♡”

Tsukasa flushes red. He grumbles, averting his eyes for a moment, before returning his flustered gaze to the last of the note.

“As for this letter…don’t worry about anyone seeing it. It’ll self-destruct when anyone who isn’t you enters a ten-foot radius of it. Neat system, right? I designed it myself. You should be thinking of ways to recruit me, not capture me.

“Anyways, thank you for giving me one of the best fuckings I’ve had the pleasure of experiencing in my entire life. And thank you, even more, for being my favorite source of daily amusement. Fufufu~ (^w^)

“…I can’t wait to see you again.

“Love,

“Rui.”

…Tsukasa finishes the letter with a heat in his cheeks and a flutter in his chest. He closes his eyes, trying to gather his bearings.

Great. He’s not even angry anymore. All the ire disappeared when he read those last three lines.

Damn you, Rui. Damn how much I like you.

He groans loudly, slumping to the ground.