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The plot was at its peak, both Uruha and Ruki absorbed into the thriller movie while cuddling on the couch in their living room when the doorbell rang. Ruki sighed, grudgingly slipping from Uruha’s embrace and heading to the main door. Whoever decided to ruin his perfect evening was about to have a really unpleasant encounter in few seconds. Ruki’s steps were heavy and quick. He finally pressed on the doorknob, ready to scold whoever was behind it. But it turned out to be a mailman with a big parcel standing next to him. Oh. That purchase. Ruki thought, while putting a signature confirming the delivery and thanking the man for the trouble. He sent a glance behind his shoulder, making sure Uruha was still in the living room, Ruki sneaked into the bedroom with a box that was half his height.
‘Who was it?’ Uruha’s shout came to Ruki’s ears when he was opening the closet.
‘Delivery man, carry on with the movie I will be right back’ Ruki said and parted some of the clothes, cringing at the sound of hangers sliding across the metal pole, searching for a perfect place to hide the parcel.
‘Something interesting that he brought us?’ Uruha asked, a genuine curiosity in the tone of his voice.
Very interesting. Ruki smirked to himself. ‘No, just my new Gucci t-shirt’ he lied but deep inside he knew it would be worth the surprise for Uruha. He was sure the older would forgive him. At some point.
The day after, Ruki was cleaning up the dishes after the lunch because his boyfriend had a meeting with Aoi in an hour. They were supposed to work on one of the new songs that was pretty problematic to both of them. Ruki always appreciated how hard all the members of his band worked to come across his expectations. He knew he could be cruel and demanding sometimes but he was glad everyone around understood it was something he couldn’t change. When he was done with wiping all the plates and utensils he rushed to the corridor where he heard Uruha looking for the car keys.
‘They are hanging right where they should be’ Ruki giggled at his clueless boyfriend. He was so absent-minded sometimes. ‘On our new key hanger thingy. You forgot about it right.’
‘You’re right’ Uruha laughed at himself and took the keys off a hook. Then he threw his favourite leather jacket over his shoulders. ‘I should be back in three or four hours but if it’s getting late, don’t wait for me. I’m going to text you when I leave Aoi’s place’ Uruha pulled Ruki closer to himself and smiled while looking him in the eyes.
‘No drinking today, okay?’ Ruki put his finger on Uruha’s nose in a threatening gesture.
‘And why is that?’ huffed Uruha running his hand along Ruki’s back. ‘Do you have any plans for tomorrow I am not aware of?’
‘I have plans for tonight’ Ruki smirked and cupped Uruha’s buttocks with his palms.
‘Really? That’s interesting’ Uruha cocked an eyebrow and leaned in for a kiss but mewled in disappointment when he met empty space instead of Ruki’s lips.
‘You will have to wait for the treats until you come back home’ Ruki said and stuck out his tongue. Then he fixed the leather jacket on Uruha’s arms, straightening it a little bit. ‘You have some time for your imagination. Use it’ Ruki whispered seductively.
‘Now you make me regret I have to go to that meeting’ growled Uruha angrily. ‘Can’t I get even a quick goodbye kiss?’
‘Yes but only on the cheek’ Ruki raised himself on his toes and brushed his lips against Uruha’s warm cheek. ‘Now get out or you are going to be late’ he pushed Uruha to the main door.’
‘Okay, okay’ Uruha sighed and walked through the door. ‘See you, baby.’
‘Remember! No drinking!’ Ruki shouted after Uruha.
For the next two hours Ruki was a nervous wreck of a person. He was walking from one room to another, not sure what do do with himself. The whole apartment was clean so there was not even a dust to wipe off. Ruki tried to write some lyrics but the words just wouldn’t come to him. That was the moment when he decided to screw everything and just throw himself into the dark side of his mind.
Soon he was taking out the big box he hid inside to closet and ripping off the tape securing it. On the top of what filled the parcel was a colorful leaflet thanking him for placing the order and offering a discount for the next purchase. Ruki just quickly eyed it and placed on the nearest shelf. He took one of the pvc pipes from the box and run his hand along it. Only doing that set a shiver down his spine. Ruki didn’t even want to think how dirty he would feel when he put the construction together. Over the years the both of them collected a great amount of sex toys but something about owning a vacuum bed was making Ruki feel even more perverted.
Not that it was entirely his idea. Uruha one day planted such a dirty suggestion in his mind while they were scrolling through the sex shop online page. They were looking for some kind of rubber outfit or something to live up their life in bedroom when an ad for vacuum latex bed appeared and Uruha joked that they should try one day a different type of bondage and tease each other mercilessly. He supposedly didn’t mean it for real, since they didn’t actually order one at the time. But Ruki read deeper into what exactly a vacuum bed was and what it was used for. The thoughts about trapping Uruha in one just wouldn’t let him sleep sometimes. That’s why he just bought it and hoped his boyfriend wouldn’t be opposed to the particular scene he had in mind.
Ruki slipped the duvet from the bed. He placed the frame he put together seconds ago on the bed. Then he fished out pieces of latex from the box and looked at the pile, concerned. Now how exactly it was supposed to work. Ruki sighed from the top of his lungs and returned to the box. He never thought he would do that, but there he was searching for a manual. Of a sex toy. After finding and actually reading the few pages of the book that was included to the vacuum bed he managed to successfully put the construction together. A shiver run down his spine when he run his hand along the latex, enjoying the smoothness. He wondered how would it feel for Uruha to being trap between the two layers. He swallowed loudly and shook the thoughts off before his cock could take in interest in that fantasy. The blond covered the contraption with the duvet, making sure everything was well hidden.
The box was soon thrown in the bin and Ruki was rummaging through one of the drawers in the bedroom where they kept their sex gear. He took out some toys and placed it gently, almost ritually, on the wooden surface of the bedside table. Ruki made sure everything was neat, leaving just the right amount of space between the items to be aesthetically pleased. The way reflected light was dancing on a metal surface of a ring gag was mesmerizing. He unconsciously licked his lips, looking at his masterpiece. Ruki even considered taking a photo and posting it on Instagram but decided against it, since a picture of a ring gag, a cock ring, a whip, a dildo and a bottle of lube wouldn’t be suitable to share with the internet. Not under his official stage name at least.
Incoming text from Uruha shook him from his thoughts. He texted that Ruki should expect him to be home in an hour. Ruki smirked and headed to the bathroom. There was a long night ahead of him and he wanted to make sure he was clean and relaxed, so a hot shower was a next stop. When he was all fresh he squeezed himself in his latex leggings and threw a silk grey robe over his shoulders. He lined his lips with a matte burgundy lipstick and sprayed a perfume he knew Uruha was obsessed about. Ruki looked in the mirror and checked himself out while running hand through his blond hair. Very nice. It seemed as if he became an animal ready to seduce Uruha. He smirked just at the thought of that. Now the only thing that was left was for Uruha to come back home and fall straight into Ruki’s trap.