I’M NOT YOUR MASTER YOU’RE NOT MY SLAVE

by clueless_psycho

When Jubei woke up, he found out he was alone in the bed. He reached out to touch the space where Kazuki had slept. It was cold.

He heard faint sob across the room, at the far corner.

“Kazuki?” he called out, not so loudly.

A sniff. Followed by Kazuki’s cracked voice, ”Yes… Master?”

“Come back here.” Jubei commanded.

There was a sound of blanket being shifted, then Kazuki’s footsteps on the cold stone floor.

The bed sank when Kazuki sat at the edge.

“Come here.” Jubei issued another command. “Hug me.”

Kazuki obeyed, sitting behind Jubei with his legs bent up at each of Jubei’s sides. He carefully placed his arms around Jubei’s chest, although he was itched to touchbelow Jubei’s navel.

“Tighter,” demanded Jubei.

Kazuki pressed his chest harder on Jubei’s back. Jubei felt Kazuki’s erection pressed against his butt, half-hard, warm, trhrobbing, Wanting.

Silence lingered with the sound of their heartbeats and breaths as the background.

More silence.

Finally Jubei sighed.

“Do you really want to make love with me that badly, Kazuki?” he asked.

Kazuki took a few seconds before admitting, “Yes, Master.”

“Look, I’m very tired,” Jubei said, planning one hand on Kazuki’s hand. “Why don’t we go out today? Let’s eat at…,” Jubei paused to think, “Pore’s place, then we’ll make love tonight.”

“Okay.”

But neither moved.

“You wanna kiss me first?” Jubei offered.

“Yes,” Kazuki murmured quietly, pressing his lips on Jubei’s shoulderblade to hide his excitement.

Jubei entangled Kazuki’s arms from his chest then shifted away to lay flat on his back on the bed, so Kazuki could straddle his chest. He brushed back Kazuki’s hair that fell over his chest, tickling his skin, and tucked the miles of silky strands behind Kazuki’s ear.

Jubbei rested his hands on the small of Kazuki’s back.

Kazuki leaned down to kiss him.

It took sheer effort in Kazuki’s part to keep the kiss soft and light although right now what he really wanted was ravishing Jubei, all tongue and teeth and full lips. By sheer effort also, Kazuki managed to keep his body still atop Jubei, not rubbing his erection up and down to please himself. He couldn’t stop his fingers from toying with Jubei’s hair, though, enjoying the stimuli that ran from the fingertips to his heart.

* * * * *

“Here come the lovebirds,” said Ban as Jubei and Kazuki entered Honky Tonk, Kazuki’s face lightened so brightly, beating the sun outside.

“How are you, guys?” greeted Hevn, smiling broadly.

“Fine,” Kazuki smiled at her and Ban and waved at Pore who was tending the coffee machine. “Jubei is treating me lunch.”

“What a surprise,” Ban crossed his arms over his chest. “What’s that, Kazuki?”

“What?” Kazuki tilted his head.

“That,” Ban pointed his neck.

Kazuki lifted his hand to touch his neck, smiling shyly. “Oh, this. This is a collar.”

“You’re wearing that collar, Kazuki?” Jubei frowned. “I thought you will only wear it inside the bedroom?”

“Oh,” Kazuki chuckled, then hugged Jubei’s arm affectionately. “I wanna show people that I belong to you.”

Jubei snorted.

Kazuki’s eyes widened in shock. “You don’t like it, Jubei?”

Jubei didn’t reply. Instead, it was Hevn who spoke up. “It’s kind of attracting attention, Kazuki, especially with that off-shouldered shirt you are wearing now.”

“But you wear a collar like this too, Hevn-san,” said Kazuki.

“This is,” Hevn touched her leather choker, ”a choker. Not a collar. Yours is a collar.”

“I don’t see any difference,” said Kazuki, scowling.

“You still wanna have lunch or what?” Pore cut in, setting a cup of coffee in front of Hevn. “What do you want, Jubei?”

“Whatever Kazuki wants,” Jubei answered in a snap.

“I want pizza,” Kazuki said cheerfully. “And iced lemon tea. Jubei will have coke. Right, Jubei?”

Jubei nodded.

“We’ll sit over there,” Kazuki pointed the far corner of the café.

Pore nodded.

“Looks like Kazuki is still the master in this case although he’s the one wearing the collar,” said Ban, eyeing the two lovebirds strolling hand in hand to their seats.

Hevn only shrugged. And frowned, along with Ban, to see Kazuki and Jubei kissing as soon as they sat down. Kazuki cupped Jubei’s face lovingly, feasting on Jubei’s lips like they were delicious dessert.

“Give me a break,” she sighed, stirring her coffee lazily with a deep scowl in her face.

“They look like newlyweds in their honeymoon,” commented Ban. “And Kazuki seems to be the one in love.”

Kazuki broke the kiss but not releasing Jubei’s face yet. He started teasing Jubei’s lips with the tip of his tongue. The sound of it was wet and sloppy.

“Fuck!” Hevn cursed and swiveled around in her stool to glare daggers towards Jubei and Kazuki. “Stop it, will you?! People are trying to eat here.”

Neither answered as their lips locked together again.

Ban laughed. “Which people, Hevn-san?” he teased. “There are only the two of us and Pore in the kitchen. Besides, you’re not eating, you’re just drinking coffee.”

“I bet they’ll fuck their brains out in five minutes time,” said Hevn.

“Let them,” Ban shrugged. “The shop is not too busy anyway.”

But Kazuki and Jubei managed to keep their clothes on and their hands to themselves until they walked out of Honky Tonk several hours later, lips swollen with too much kisses and not enough cold drinks.

When they entered Mugenjou, Kazuki’s heart sank to see Makubex standing in front of the door of their bedroom.

“I’m sorry to disturb you but can I borrow Jubei for a minute?” asked Makubex.

“I…,” Kazuki opened his mouth to say ‘no’, but Jubei already snapped, ”Sure.”

“Good. Let’s go to my room,” said Makubex.

“I’ll see you later,” Jubei released his arm from Kazuki.

Kazuki nodded. Disappointed.

“I won’t be long,” Makubex shouted from several feet away. “I promised.”

Kazuki nodded again and went to the bedroom.

A minute turned into hours. Kazuki paced the room impatiently. One moment he wanted to go to Makubex’s room and dragged Jubei out and threw him to the bed and ravished him, next minute he touched his collar and reminded himself that at this very moment he was still the slave and he had to keep his part of the game.

Kazuki sighed and bit his lips.

When he was tired, he threw his body to the bed and miraculously, fell asleep in an instant.

Jubei still hadn’t returned when Kazuki woke up. The sky was still dark but Kazuki couldn’t be bothered to find any clock. He went to the bathroom.

Originally, he only wanted to take a leak. But suddenly, the idea of having a hot bath looked enticing. So he stripped, released his hair tie and turned the shower on.

He was standing under the shower, enjoying hot water, deafened of other sounds but the running water when he felt someone pressed his body behind him.

“Jubei,” he murmured.

Jubei shifted Kazuki’s hair from the nape of his neck so he could kiss Kazuki there, above the collar.

Kazuki shivered despite of the hot water. His skin tingled.

Jubei encircled his arms around Kazuki’s waist, pressing his body hard against Kazuki’s and Kazuki shivered more to feel Jubei’s erection at the cleft between his butt.

“I don’t want you to wear this anymore,” Jubei clicked the collar open, pulled it off Kazuki’s neck and toss it away. “I’m not your master, you’re not my slave.”

Kazuki felt his lips twitch into a smile. He leaned back and tilted his head so Jubei could ravish his neck.

“I’m sorry for last night,” Jubei continued talking as he ran his lips along Kazuki’s neck. “Do you want to do it here or in the bed?”

“Here,” Kazuki blurted, splashing water from his mouth as he did so. “Then the bed.”

Jubei nipped at Kazuki’s shoulder for a few second, then he released Kazuki and turned him around to face him.

Kazuki snaked his arms around Jubei’s neck and let his body being pushed to the cold tiled wall of the bathroom. Jubei pinned him there with his body, all muscles and pleasure, then by placing his hands under Kazuki’s ass to push him up, he helped Kazuki lift his body. Kazuki hooked his legs around Jubei’s waist for support.

Then he let Jubei ravish him.

* * * * * * *

“What did you tell Jubei?” asked Makubex to Sakura, without looking at the girl as his eyes were fixated on the computer screen in front of him, his fingers dancing madly across the keyboard.

“What?” Sakura tilted his head.

“I saw you talking to Jubei just before Jubei left this room. He looked concerned. Sorry for my curiosity.”

“Oh,” Sakura chuckled. “I only told him to be nice always to Kazuki, because we, the Kakkeis, are supposed to be the protectors and servants of the Fuchoins.”

Makubex frowned. “I don’t think that old style of family tradition still works these days. Especially here, in Mugenjou. We’re equal here.”

“Oh, it will work,” said Sakura in confident. “It will work, at least for Jubei.”

* * * * * * *

~end~