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Ah, fuck…
Atsuhiro lowered himself into the chair, glaring mutinously towards his bed. He couldn’t get that thought out of his brain. He was plagued by visions of him. Atsuhiro couldn't stop picturing him on his knees. He’d look so cute all tied up for him or with a knife trailing down his chest, his bloody name carved into his thigh. Cum slick between his thighs, his—
Atsuhiro yanked down his pants with a frustrated groan. He pictured him on the bed with a collar around his pretty throat, the leash wrapped around Atsuhiro’s hand as he tugged him towards the edge of the bed to sink his cock deep inside his baby boy’s wet heat, feeling his hole clench down around him, sucking him in as he rolled his hips desperately. He was so fucked. He wanted him so badly, but it was wrong. He wasn’t his… he belonged to someone else. He wasn’t Atsuhiro’s baby boy, wasn’t his adorable little puppy for Atsuhiro to ruin. God, he probably looked so fucking cute all wrecked and pathetic and begging on his knees to touch Atsuhiro. He wanted to hear his name fall from his sweet pup’s lips like a prayer as he worshiped Atsuhiro’s cock.
Astuhiro bit his lip, his head falling against the back of the chair as the lube squelched in his fist that tightened at the thought of Atsuhiro carved into his pet’s pretty flesh, proudly wearing the mark of claim on his chest above his heart.
A heart that Atsuhiro craved to own.
Atsuhiro wasn’t one for sappy sentimentality and he wasn’t one to give himself over completely to someone, but fuck, he would take his sweet time worshiping his little boy’s body like he was experiencing a divine revelation.
He would be the most devout follower when he was between his pup’s thighs, his face buried in his warmth, the musky scent of him clinging to his lips, lingering on his tongue long after he’d tasted the gates to heaven on his good boy’s orgasm as he squirmed against his mouth. The way he’d whisper his own twisted psalms against his pup’s thigh, peppering kisses along every inch of his body. He’d make him see stars, make him believe he was meeting god herself with his cock hitting so deep inside him that he’d breed his cute puppy until his mind went blank. He’d grip his puppy’s hips firmly so hard that his waist had dark bruises on them the next day while he bounced his pup on his cock, his sweet boy so overstimulated that he he couldn’t form words, couldn’t walk, could only drool around his bone gag and try to babble incoherently into Atsuhiro’s neck. Or maybe he’d put a muzzle on him and mark up his throat so that everyone could see that he was Atsuhiro’s.
Atsuhiro’s thumb rubbed at the tip of his cock and a shaky breath shuddered out of him. He bucked his hips, fucking into his hand at a punishing pace.
Flipping open his switchblade, he traced the blade over his inner thigh, dragging a low groan from his lips when the tip broke his skin. He cut into his thigh, focusing hard on the blood on his skin, finishing off his puppy’s name at the same moment that a climax wracked through him so hard that his cum exploded from his cock and painted the floor of his bedroom for several feet across the room.
Atsuhiro breathed heavily, setting down his knife and sinking further into the chair. He’d clean up his mess in a moment. He needed a minute to recollect his thoughts before he could bottle them back up. If he didn’t force them into a repressed box, he’d spiral and end up doing something stupid— like kidnap his puppy and keep him for himself. Keep him locked up in a crate with a collar that had his name on it and train him into being his perfectly obedient little pet. He’d look so fucking cute curled up naked in a cage at the foot of Atsuhiro’s bed, a grabbable tail plug in his adorable ass as he humped his pillows and whined Atsuhiro’s name.
The mere existence of him was testing Atsuhiro’s sanity, especially when he wasn’t his.
But that would change. Atsuhiro wouldn’t last much longer and when that last shred of his decency broke, there would be no stopping the depravity that befell anyone who tried to keep them apart.
Atsuhiro would be his god and he would be Atsuhiro’s new religion.