Izuna

It was like an out-of-body experience. 

Somehow, him taking my hand and leading me to his bed felt more intimate than when we had kissed. It became more real, somehow, when I got a bit of distance to him. I saw the muscles play in his back; his back was so detailed even the smallest adjustment of his hand in mine made it ripple. I blushed as I looked at his naked thighs.

"Izuna..." 

As he turned around, I reached my hand out and removed his glasses. He took the opportunity to take my wrist tenderly, and then, without warning, he threw me on the bed.

I moaned. Before I had time to register what had happened, I felt cold metal on my wrist, and I heard something click. 

He had handcuffed me. Tobirama Senju had handcuffed me to the bed. 

I was on my back, and he was standing over me, his face an inch from mine. No way... There was no fucking way Tobirama the CEO had handcuffed me. Who would have known? He traced my cheek lightly with his finger. 

"You said I could go full out, but..." He kissed the inside of my wrist. The handcuffed one. "If you ever want me to stop, you just tell me." 

"I promise", I whispered. 

"Good", he said and kissed my hand. "Did I frighten you?" 

"A little", I whispered. "But I trust you." 

"Good." 

Whether he meant it was good that I had been frightened or that I trusted him, he didn't say, and I didn't ask. 

Tobirama seemed to been his element. He came alive above me, as if his soul was a raging animal that he had forced in a cage and that it was now released on a playground, that playground being me. He turned me over so I was on all four, and then I felt something cold on the skin right at my tailbone. I gasped.

"What's that?" I asked, excited.

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

"Yes", I said.

"Then shut up."

Oh, so that's how we play.

I realised what I had felt was a toy covered in gel, and with that, he started stretching me. 

It was a clear game between us, me trying to shut up as he had told me, and he trying to make me disobey by moaning. Well, he succeeded; it took him seconds to find my spot. If the man had never had a boy before, he had for sure watched some sick porno because, God, he knew exactly what he was doing. Finally, I was a screaming mess, hiding my face in the pillow to the best of my abilities considering one hand was cuffed. 

"Take me", I pleaded.

"Beg", he demanded. 

"I am begging!" I said desperately. 

"My good boy can do better."

"Tobirama, fuck me, please!! I can't stand it any longer! Please, please, if you hold any love for me, don't make me wait!"

He hummed happily and turned me over so I lay on my back.

"I want to see you when I take you", he said, putting a pillow under my lower back, placing my legs on his shoulders. 

I melted to butter beneath his dick, and he melted to butter above me. He leaned his head back and sighed as he pushed himself in.

And then, I finally heard him moan.

As he thrusted, he didn't hold back but released himself on me entirely. I started screaming, taking my nipple piercing in my one hand, sliding my other down my abdomen to grab my dick.

"Hahh! Hahh! Hahh!" I breathed.

"Look at me", he demanded darkly. 

And as he licked his hand and put it on my dick to beat, I came with a scream, and then he came, too, shouting straight out, pinching his eyes closed.

"Yes!!" I screamed, my own orgasm still ongoing. "Come to me. Come to me, baby."

He did, convulsing on top of me, screaming unfamiliar words of nonsense, and then, he slumped down on top of me, his forehead to mine, his love language.

Our love language. 

He held me close, and I rested my head comfortably on his chest. The mood in the room was calm, comfortable, but had anyone come in at that point, they would have noticed the scent of sex immediately. 

I was very comfortable where I was, breathing in his heavy cologne and a smell of sweat, listening to his strong heartbeat. His chest was shaved, but he had a cloud of white hair between his thighs that I loved. 

"Have you always known you like men?" I asked carefully.

"No", Tobirama said. "I have only ever been with girls, never even kissed a man for fun, but... But I have never really been in love. Somehow, I'm not surprised it happened with a man."

I remembered Hashirama said something similar, but I didn't say anything. But I didn't have room for Hashirama in my heart right now; I had reacted on Tobirama's use of words. 

"So you're in love with me?" I whispered.

He kissed the top of my head. 

"Yes", he said simply. 

I smiled contentedly and leaned back against his chest. It was late, and I was getting very, very tired.

"I have heard..." I began carefully. "I have had a little bird whisper in my ear that you've had some troubles growing up."

"By 'have had a little bird whisper in your ear' you mean 'have had my dick brother shouting out my secrets to all of Tokyo?', right?"

I grimaced, but I could see in Tobirama's eyes that he felt no remorse. I started to be able to read his eyes even when his facial expression did not change. 

"Yeah, a little bit like that", I said apologetically.

Tobirama smiled, but then, he looked away. 

"I will tell you. One day. When the time is right."

I took his hand, kissed it.

"Whenever you're ready", I said.

We were quiet for a while. I felt a question from Tobirama, but didn't want to push him. If he wanted to tell me, he would. 

"Are you..." he began. I looked at him. He was looking away. "Are you in love with me?"

I felt my heart break for him. It was so unusual for me to be in a relationship where I was in control. I had always perceived myself as a strict follower. Turned out that I could shift with a different kind of man, one who had never known love and who was insecure. Of course Tobirama had reacted when I hadn't immediately said that I loved him, too. 

"I am in love with you, Tobirama. I am in love with you."

It wasn't like saying I love you, but it was exactly enough for the both of us right now. I snuggled closer to him, and he pulled me into his safe embrace. I had believed I had nothing to offer this man. Maybe, it wasn't about offering something as money and fame. Sometimes, your ability to be there for someone was enough for you to be enough for them. I closed my eyes, resting in this fact.

And for the first time in years, Tobirama fell asleep with ease, and woke up feeling well-rested.