Changes – Chapter 5

Title: "Changes"

Series: Monoshizukanohi//Naruto AU

Author:  

Genre: Drama/Romance/Kink

Rating: Overall Mature

Pairing: Izumo/Kotetsu

Word Count: ~3800

Warnings/Notes for this chapter only: Language, D/s, nudity, masturbation, oral, m/m, yaoi!

Summary: They’ve been best friends for most of their lives.  Now, they’re Dom/sub & sometime bed buddies. But is that all there is to them?  Is that all they’ll stay?

Reminder! This story takes place in Monoshizukanohi which belongs to !  I borrow the universe to play in, which she has graciously allowed. Crossover/canonizing my stuff into her universe is at HER DISCRETION ONLY! Got it?

 

Izumo was more than a bit nervous.  They’d never played quite like this before.  He’d been a complete bundle of nerves until he’d received Tetsu’s reply. He’d half expected to see ‘crimson’ instead of the ‘yes, Sir’, though he knew that was only fear talking.  Tetsu had asked for this, and so he wasn’t about to turn down the first opportunity Izumo took to do something like it.

And maybe, just maybe, he’d work up the nerve to tell Tetsuhow he really felt a little more directly.  It would still be under the guise of Sir.  Izumo often told Tetsu that he was beautiful or that he was loved in a certain way.  So it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch, but…

He shook his head, shoved that aside and took a deep breath as he pulled the car into the parking lot.  He glanced at the clock on the dash before he turned the key and noted that he was actually about five minutes early.  He debated staying in the car for the extra few minutes, but figured Tetsu was probably already ready and waiting.

Swallowing the rest of his nerves, he waved to the neighbor lady and hurried up the stairs.  By the time he got to the third floor, he was practically running.  He stopped on the landing and forced himself to pause.  He counted to twenty and then forty and finally sixty before his heart slowed and his breathing was closer to normal.  With one more deep breath, he twisted the knob.

 

Kotetsu was just inside the door, on the floor on the other side of the closet.  He was exactly like Izumo had instructed – on his knees, collared, ringed and, though it couldn’t be seen from there, the plug was undoubtedly in place, too.  His cock was fully erect, the tip glistening.  His head was bowed slightly and eyes to the floor.

And the bolt of lust hit Izumo like a freight train.  He damned near swayed with it.  He paused to breathe carefully through his nose and get a hold of himself again.  His cock went rock hard just like that and he had to fight the urge to forget everything and fuck the other man hard right then and there.  He bought himself a moment while he shed his jacket and hung it on the doorknob of the closet.

Grateful Tetsu couldn’t see this momentary lapse, he licked his lips and took one more deep breath.  “Hello, pet,” he turned on the velvet in his voice and watched as the shiver rolled through the other man.  He stepped closer and allowed himself to run his fingers over Tetsu’s shoulders, giving in to his need to touch.  His hair was already in its spikes for the evening, so Izumo simply brushed a couple of fingers along a few of them.  He also noted the piercings were in place so that Tetsu was almost completely ready.  Except, of course, for being naked and in a submissive position.  Izumo felt a small shiver of his own run through him. 

He circled around behind Kotetsu and saw that the plug was, indeed, in place.  He leaned toward Kotetsu’s ear.  “You’ve done very well, pet.” 

Kotetsu’s breath hitched and he shuddered, but otherwise, he held very still, keeping his noises to himself. Izumo smiled.  “Stand,” he commanded and Tetsu got to his feet right away, shifting his hands to behind his back. “Beautiful,” he murmured and heard a very quiet moan.  “Safe words, Kotetsu?”

“Crimson and sunflower, Sir,” he said and glanced up while still carefully avoiding Izumo’s gaze.

“Yes, pet?” Izumo asked.

“Welcome home, Sir.” Kotetsu said quietly. 

Izumo fought again against the urge to forget it all and just take him then and there.  God, Tetsu was so gorgeous and he knew just what to say that would make Izumo feel good.  He focused on breathing again for a brief moment.  “I’m glad to be home, pet.  Especially pleased to see you waiting for me.”  He gave himself another minute to run his hand down over Tetsu’s back and ass, enjoying the shiver that ran through the other man at the praise.  “Come, let’s get dressed for tonight.”  He turned down the hall and heard Tetsu’s footsteps right behind him. 

He glanced over his shoulder.  Tetsu’s arms were folded behind his back and his eyes were trained to the ground.  Izumo forced himself to turn back around and keep walking.  When they were in the bedroom, though, he couldn’t resist teasing the other man a little, so he stepped closer.  “Tell me, pet, do you want me to fuck you tonight?”

“Y-yes, Sir,” Kotetsu said, breathlessly.  Izumo ran his hand lightly over Tetsu’s cock, palming the tip, then slowly sliding down its length.  Izumo watched Kotetsu fight with himself to keep from making noise or moving or otherwise doing something to displease his Sir.

“Do you want to suck my cock tonight?” Izumo asked, dropping his voice a little more.

“Yes, Sir…” he lost the battle and a very quiet moan escaped. 

“Good.  Because I want to fuck you.  I want to shove my cock into your ass and fuck you so hard you won’t know your own name.  I want to feel my hard cock slide between those beautiful lips while you suck me dry.  Yes, yes, I’ll let you suck me until I come, until I fill your mouth with it.”  Zumo watched as Tetsu’s eyes closed and he continued to fight the urge to make noise.

He teased Tetsu’s cock just a little more and let go.  Kotetsu strained with the need to fuck something, anything for a bit of friction, then settled down again.  “Good, pet.  Oh, that pleases me very much.”  Izumo leaned up and ran his fingers down the other man’s face gently, watching the expression on Tetsu’s face at his words.  His eyes closed and he leaned slightly toward Izumo.  “I love you…” He let the pause hang briefly, “like this, so beautiful.” 

 

Kotetsu didn’t succeed in to holding in the very quiet moan at those words.  He loved hearing them from Sir’s mouth, loved feeling his Sir’s fingers ghost over his skin.  He unconsciously leaned toward the other man a little.

Sir turned to the end of the bed and sat down. “Undress me,” he commanded and Kotetsu hurried to obey.  “With your mouth,” Sir added and Tetsu suppressed the sharp intake of breath at the thought of running his lips over his Sir, even if it was outside of the clothes. 

Kotetsu grasped his hands behind his back to hold them in place, then bent to Izumo and carefully worked the couple of buttons of the polo shirt out.  He grasped the hem with his teeth and pulled it over the brown head.  He dropped it to the floor, then turned back and worked the button on the khaki’s.  He had to kneel very awkwardly to untie hithe shoes, but he managed it.  Izumo kicked the loafers off for him and he pushed them aside.

He turned his attention back to the pants, and when they were off and Sir was left in nothing but underwear, Kotetsu licked his lips at the very obvious tent.  He paused and laid a very light kiss on the outside of it.  Zumo sucked in a breath, then sat up and looked down at him where he knelt.  “Very good, pet. So good.” He leaned forward and kissed the other man on a cheek gently and Tetsu leaned into the kiss.

“Now to dress.  You may use your hands, pet.”

“Yes, Sir.” Tetsu said and hurried to pick up the shirt.  It was short sleeved and button-down in a deep blue with silver threads running through it.  He pulled it on and fastened the buttons quickly, then picked up the jeans and knelt down, sliding the denim over Izumo’s legs.  When he got as far as he could, Sir stood and he worked the tight clothing the rest of the way up.  Kotetsu paused, glancing up at Sir’s face, and waited for Sir to adjust himself before fastening the zipper and button. 

Sir reached out and cupped Tetsu’s face, then tilted his head and placed his lips over the other man’s.  Kotetsu closed his eyes and melted into the kiss a little.  It wasn’t much of a kiss, just a brush of lips, a bit of nibble, but it felt so good.  “Very good,” Sir said quietly when they broke apart.  Kotetsu stared at those lips for a moment, wanting nothing more than to taste them again, but Izumo leaned back.  “Boots, please.”

Kotetsu swallowed the whine that wanted to escape at the denied kiss and retrieved the half boots from Izumo’s closet.  Tetsu knelt in front of him and helped him into them.  Then he glanced up again at Sir’s face.

“Yes, pet? Sir asked.

“May I brush your hair, Sir?”  He asked, quietly.  He kept his eyes from Sir’s gaze, but he saw the lips curve and he felt the smile go through him.

“I’d like that, pet,” he replied and Kotetsu hurried to get the brush off of the dresser.  He climbed up behind Sir on the bed and started to slowly drag the brush through the long brown hair.  He was careful to part it just right, brush it out just the way Sir liked it and he took a moment to run his fingers over the silky soft strands while he did the last of the brushing.  When he finished, he put the brush back on the dresser and folded his arms behind him to wait for orders.

 

“Get yourself dressed, pet and we’ll need to get going.”  Izumo leaned back to enjoy the view as Kotetsu bent and twisted, the muscles rippling under his skin as he pulled his different articles of clothing on.  His shirt was identical to Izumo’s except in green, rather than blue and it wasn’t lost on Zumo that he’d chosen their clothes to match.  Similar snug jeans, undoubtedly to help hide and hold in place the near-permanent erection he’d likely be sporting most of the evening and the same type of half boots that Izumo was also wearing.

When he was dressed, he turned back to Izumo and stood quietly, waiting.  “You look so good tonight, pet.”  He said, brushing a hand down Kotetsu’s back, then cupping the tight ass.  He leaned in to Tetsu’s ear. “So good,” he murmured, teasing the shell with his breath then pulled back.  “Let’s get going, we don’t want to be late.  Follow,” Izumo ordered and headed down the hall.

They took his car and when they were buckled in and headed out of the parking lot, Izumo glanced to the side.  He figured they had about thirty to forty-five minutes before they got to the parking garage near Glow.  He was grateful for the early dark of the winter months which would give them freedom to do what he had planned.

“First, now that we’re in the car, I want to hear all of your beautiful sounds, pet."  He waited briefly for the affirmative reply, then continued.  "Unbutton your shirt,” Izumo commanded.  He watched out of the corner of his eye as Tetsu obeyed.  “Shift down in the seat a little and play with your nipples for me.”

“Yes, Sir.”  Izumo heard the slight hitch in Tetsu’s voice at that and glanced over when they stopped at a light to watch his fingers pinch, pull and twist them until they were red and hard.

“I’d love to see those pierced,” he said before he thought about it.  He had often wondered what it would be like, but he’d never dared to ask before.  Tetsu sucked in a breath at the comment and Izumo paused, raising an eyebrow. “Would you like to do that sometime?”

“Yes, actually, I would. Sir.” He added the title almost as an afterthought, but Izumo didn’t say anything. His own question and preceding comment were a little out of character as it was. Izumo swallowed around his dry throat as Kotetsu went back to tugging on his nipples and Izumo turned back to pay attention to driving for a moment.

He was suddenly grateful for rush hour traffic.  Especially on a Friday night, the other drivers were too preoccupied with their own weekend plans or navigating traffic to pay attention to Kotetsu.  He listened to the quiet moans from the other seat as he made his first turn onto a street that was equally as backed up as the last one.

“Do you like that, pet? Playing with your nipples for me? Letting those moans out that you know I love so much?” He asked.

“Oh yes, Sir,” Kotetsu said, quietly.

“Open your jeans, pet,” he said, then glanced over to watch when traffic stopped again.  The button was already undone and he was working the zipper down.  His cock sprang free and Izumo licked his lips at the sight.  “Now, start stroking yourself. Slowly, very slowly.”

“Y-yes, Sir.”  That ended on a quiet moan.  He wrapped his hand around his cock and slowly slid it from the base to the tip, then swiped his thumb through the liquid before stroking it slowly back down again.  “Oh fuck, Sir, that feels good.”

Izumo hummed quietly, keeping one eye on the traffic light and the rest of his attention on Kotetsu.  “What a beautiful cock.  You’re so wet already.”  His own voice was a little breathless and he forced himself to calm down and focus.

Kotetsu moaned and braced his left hand on the seat as he worked his cock over, trying so hard to keep his strokes slow as he’d been commanded.  He closed his eyes and his head tilted back against the headrest.

“Go a little faster,” Izumo ordered and immediately Kotetsu’s hand slid over his hard length with increased speed, palming the tip, then back down over it, tightening his fingers just a little.  Izumo had had him masturbate for him before and he knew just how long he could stretch it. 

“Fffffuck, Sir…” he moaned, his legs shifting as he planted his feet more firmly to try desperately to hold on to the pace Izumo had set.  “Oh fuck, oh God…”

“Faster,” Izumo’s own cock was straining against his jeans, the zipper damned near cutting into him through his underwear.   He shifted his attention enough to watch traffic, listening intently to the moans and curses from the other man.

“Oh fuck, I’m close, Sir, so fucking close…”  Izumo caught him biting his lip out of the corner of his eye, right hand moving over his cock, left hand gripping the seat hard.

Another light was up ahead and Izumo slowed down, hoping to catch it as it turned red.  Another loud moan from Kotetsu and he glanced over quickly, then back to the road.  His hand was moving even faster, whole body tensed.  Izumo cheered inwardly when the light changed and he stopped.  He turned back to Kotetsu, “oh, that’s such a beautiful sight. Fuck, I’m hard just from watching you, pet.  You look like you want something.  What is it, pet? What do you want?”

“Fuck, Sir… need… oh God, need to come.” He moaned.

“You want to come, pet?” Izumo asked, reaching into the door for the stack of napkins he always kept there.  He pulled them out, pushing one into Kotetsu’s other hand, then turned back and reached over.  He grasped the edge of the leather strip that was wrapped around Tetsu’s cock. 

“Please, Sir,” he begged, hand still moving.  “Oh God, please…”

He glanced at the light, but it was a big intersection and they still had a minute.  He pulled the strip loose and said one word, “Come.”

Tetsu shouted, “FUCK! OH FUCK, SIR!”  And Izumo watched his back arch as his orgasm went through him.  Kotetsu’s eyes were closed, head thrown back and it took everything in Izumo not to come right there in his pants, too, just from the sight. 

Kotetsu slumped back into the seat just as the light changed.  Izumo let him settle for a moment and again paid attention to driving.  Just a few minutes later, they pulled into the garage attached to Fashion Center and Izumo found a quiet spot in a corner of one of the upper levels.

He turned in his seat to see that Tetsu hadn’t moved at all.  His pet was sitting with hands on knees, looking Izumo’s direction, but not at him.  Izumo smiled. “That was so beautiful.  You were so good.  Would you like your first reward tonight, pet?”

Kotetsu blinked and the puzzled expression was so adorable. “Sir?”

“That was for my pleasure, pet. I love watching you come.  Now, it’s time for you to suck me.” He reached down and adjusted the seat so it slid back the last couple of clicks and leaned back.  Izumo watched Tetsu lick his lips and lean forward to open the now very tight jeans.  Zumo hissed as his cock sprang free, the wet tip hitting the cool air in the car.

Tetsu shifted a little awkwardly, then bent down and took Zumo’s cock into his mouth.  It took all Izumo had to keep from going off immediately. But holy fuck, it felt good.  “Yes, pet… fuck!” He moaned as Tetsu started working his cock over with those talented lips.  God, the man knew what he was about when it came to sucking cock. Izumo gripped the steering wheel hard, trying to hold onto his control.

But Kotetsu was just too damned good and he was way too worked up from watching the other man masturbate.  Within just a couple of minutes, he was letting his own string of curses out as he pumped his cum into Tetsu’s mouth. “Fuck, pet, oh fuck, you’re so good at that.” He couldn’t keep from pumping his hips just a little as he rode out his orgasm.

Izumo paused to gather scattered wits while Kotetsu cleaned the softening cock off with his tongue, then carefully tucked it away and closed the jeans. He swallowed hard, took a couple of breaths and finally felt like he had the ability to coherently think again.  He turned back to Tetsu and saw the other man’s cock was already hard again.  “Re-fasten the ring and put yourself back together, pet.”

Izumo watched as he did so, then put his hands back on his knees when he was done and waited for Izumo to speak.  “Obviously, the rules change for the evening, pet.  You’ll no longer be keeping silent and I don’t expect you to address me as Sir in front of the others.  Lean forward,” he commanded and reached for the collar.

“Sunflower.”

Izumo blinked and stared at Kotetsu.  That was, as far as he could remember, the first time Tetsu had used a safe word in months and months of play. Maybe even more than a year.  His mouth went dry, trying to figure out what he might have done wrong.  He went back over the time since he got home, but he couldn’t think of anything.  And sucking him off in a parking lot – or garage – was certainly nothing new.  He turned a puzzled look at his friend.  “Tetsu? What’s wrong?”

“Leave it,” he said, meeting Izumo’s eyes.

He blinked.  “Leave the collar?” He asked and Tetsu nodded.  “But… you know they’re going to know what it is.” Izumo said, staring at him.  “Maybe not Eb, though he might.  Probably not Wash, but Gen and Rai most certainly will.”

Kotetsu cleared his throat. “I know.  I don’t care.  Leave it.  And, at least in your ear, I’d still like to address you as Sir.”

Izumo paused, thinking it through. Kotetsu’s collar was a simple brown leather one.  Nothing fancy, just a basic silver buckle and D-ring.  Some people wore them just because, so it wasn’t likely to be recognized except by someone familiar with the world, maybe even not then.  And they hadn’t done anything like formally collaring or anything even remotely close to it.  Their play had always been just that – play.  Tetsu wore the collar when they did because he’d told Zumo he liked the feel of it and the reminder of what he was when it was on.

Izumo certainly had no problems with the idea of Tetsu wearing it in front of their friends.  He wished he could claim Tetsu completely in front of them, either as the other man’s Dom or partner or both, but that was neither here nor there at the moment.  Right now, having the collar on would definitely give away the D/s relationship they did have and he needed to make sure Tetsu understood that.  “Tetsu… you know if you wear that, no one else is likely to approach you.  Hell, Gen and Rai are likely to avoid flirting with you if you have it on.  They’ll know what it means.”

“I know that.” He took a deep breath. “I don’t care. I want to leave it on. I want to stay your pet tonight.”

Izumo swallowed, then nodded. “Very well, then…”  He took a breath and thought things through quickly. “…Pet. The rest of the rules for tonight are simple.  You’ll flirt with no one.  You’ll touch no one deliberately except me.  For that matter, you’ll limit conversation with others besides our friends.  When we’re walking, you walk to my right, but with me.  You may speak as you wish, but… properly address me.  Understood?”

“Yes, Sir.” Tetsu said and Izumo saw the small smile play at the edges of his lips.

Izumo considered him another moment, still a little surprised by Tetsu’s interest in making it more public, even in the limited way it was.  He wished he had time to talk through this more, but the others were already inside, he was sure, waiting on them.  They would later, though.  “Okay.  Stay there,” he said and climbed out of the car.  He came around and opened Kotetsu’s door.  When he stepped out, Izumo leaned in and kissed him.  It was soft, gentle.  A thank you for the trust Tetsu was putting in him, the knowledge that Izumo would never abuse something like this.  Kotetsu returned it, putting some of his own thanks into it.  Thanks, perhaps, for going along with it and giving Tetsu what he needed without questioning him too much about it.

When they turned and started walking, Izumo was in for one more surprise.  “Sir?”

He glanced over.  “Yes, pet?”

“May I hold your hand?”  Tetsu looked… nervous.

Izumo blinked, then smiled. “I’d like that, pet.”  He reached out and they clasped hands, then turned and started walking toward the stairs.