Raiden’s hands road all over Hiro’s body, caressing his soft skin, fingers teasing the edge of the lace as he deepened the kiss. He could feel Hiro’s body trembling under his touch, and it only spurred him on, making him rub his leaking shaft over Hiro’s socks clad thigh.
“Fuck, you’re so damn sexy, baby,” Raiden murmured against Hiro’s lips, his voice thick with lust.
Hiro giggled cutely. "I take it you like it then."
"Like it?" Raiden chuckled, kissing him again. "I fucking love it baby. You look incredible. Fuck, the things you make want to do to you...you’re driving insane."
Hiro whimpered softly, his hands clinging to Raiden’s broad shoulders. “I-I want it too.” He moaned, his breath hitching as Raiden’s lips trailed down his neck, sending shivers of desire through his body. “Whatever y-you want to do to , I want it too..."
Raiden let out a low growl in response. It was a deep sexy rumble that had Hiro nearly creaming his panties. "Be careful what you wish for baby." He warned, tugging gently on Hiro’s pink earlobe with his teeth. "You may not be able to handle it."
Hiro didn’t think so though. He felt there was nothing he wouldn’t be able to handle so long as it was Raiden.
He bit his lip, his breath shaky as he tightened his grip on Raiden’s shoulders. "I-I can handle it," he whispered, his voice filled with both anticipation and determination. "As long as it’s with you... I can handle anything." His champagne-coloured eyes glead with a mix of desire and trust as he stared into Raiden’s intense smokey grey orbs. He knew Raiden would never hurt him. No matter what.
Fuck.
Raiden knew he couldn’t hold himself back any longer.
With a low growl, he hoisted Hiro up with ease, causing Hiro to instinctively wrap his legs around Raiden’s waist. Hiro gasped, his arms looping around Raiden’s neck, eyes wide as Raiden carried him out of the room.
"Wh-where are we going?" Hiro asked breathlessly, feeling a mixture of excitent and nervousness.
Raiden only smirking as he moved down the hallway. "You’ll see." He was also excited. It would mark the beginning of a new and hopefully, better relationship for them both.
They continued down the hall, past several doors, until Raiden stopped in front of one directly across from his study. Hiro recognized it. It was a door he had seen countless tis but had never thought to ask about. He didn’t think it was important for there were many rooms that Raiden didn’t use in the house.
Raiden’s free hand reached out, pressing his finger to the scanner on the door. After a brief mont, the system beeped, confirming Raiden’s identity, and the door clicked open.
Hiro’s heart raced as Raiden carried him inside. As soon as they crossed the threshold, the lights automatically flickered on and Hiro’s breath hitched, his eyes widening in shock at the sight before him.
The room was unlike anything Hiro had ever seen. It was dimly lit, with sleek red walls and black shelves lined with neatly arranged weird looking items.
Leather cuffs, ropes, and other implents that Hiro could barely process at first glance. A large, imposing bed covered with dark red sheets with tal restraints at each corner dominated the center of the room and the floor was covered in soft, black carpet. On one wall, an array of carefully placed paddles, whips, and other tools hung like trophies. In one corner, there was a sleek black St. Andrew’s cross, and nearby, a luxurious padded spanking bench.
It was a state of the art playroom and everything inside exuded control and dominance.
Hiro’s gasp filled the silence as his mind struggled to grasp what he was seeing. His heart pounded in his chest, his body feeling suddenly hyper-aware of Raiden’s strong arms still holding him tight.
Raiden, noticing Hiro’s wide-eyed reaction, chuckled darkly. "Surprised, baby?"
Hiro swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly. "I... I didn’t know you had sothing like this..."
"I’ve been waiting for the right ti to show it to you." Raiden said, his gaze intense as he gently set Hiro down but kept his body close, pressing Hiro against him. His hands slid down to Hiro’s waist, massaging the area gently. "This room, this side of . I’ve always wanted to show you this important part of my life and now, that ti has co."
Hiro’s mouth went dry. He licked his lips nervously, looking up at Raiden with wide eyes. "W-What are you going to do to ?"
Raiden smirked, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of affection and raw desire. "Everything baby." He leaned in brushing his lips against Hiro’s, his voice a seductive whisper. "Everything you can and cannot absolutely imagine. You did say that as long as it’s with , you can handle anything."
Hiro swallowed, hard. His eyes darted to the equipnts on the wall, the restraints around the bed then back to Raiden. "I-I can." He stuttered, trying to look brave.
Raiden had to hold back his laughter. "Are you sure baby? Because once we start," he moved closer, brushing his lips against Hiro’s ear. "There’s no going back."
He pulled away and stared at Hiro, waiting for his response. His lifestyle was all about consent. If Hiro refuses, they would go back and do it the regular way. However, if Hiro agrees, then they were in for a long steamy night.
Hiro bit his lower lip, his heart racing as he stared up at Raiden. So Raiden was into the bdsm lifestyle...
He didn’t know much about it and he didn’t know how things worked but he knew a lot about Raiden and he trusted Raiden more than anyone else. Besides, it was Raiden’s birthday and he wanted to please him.
"I ant what I said, Raiden." He said, smiling shyly. "W-Whatever you want to do to ...I want it to." He stepped forward, his champagne-coloured eyes sparkling innocently as he kissed Raiden softly on the lips. "I’m yours Raiden. You can do whatever you want to ."
Raiden’s restraint snapped the second Hiro’s soft, shy words left his lips. His heart thundered in his chest and without hesitation, he grabbed Hiro by the waist and pulled him flush against his body, his lips crashing down on Hiro’s in a fierce, hungry kiss. His hands road possessively over Hiro’s back, pulling him even closer as if he couldn’t bear a milliter between them.
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