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“Takami,” Colonel Todoroki says and a shiver goes down Keigo’s spine. There’s so much annoyance and frustration in his tone; he knows he is about to get fucked. He can feel it all over his skin.
“Colonel,” Keigo answers and a vein pops on Colonel Todoroki’s forehead. He is mad.
“Stop pushing it Takami, you have been bordering the line one too many times lately. I won’t look away the next time you do.”
Good.
That’s exactly what Keigo wants, that’s exactly what Keigo needs. He needs to be spread over Colonel Todoroki’s legs and spanked until he can’t feel his ass, until he is beaten black and blue. Keigo wants so much. He needs so much. The need to be fucked over and punished it’s itching under his skin, waiting to be released. Dancing low in his belly, heating up his skin and fogging up his mind.
“I think I’ve been behaving pretty well lately sir, wouldn’t you say so? I even made those extra laps yesterday. Just like you wanted.” Keigo smiles cheekily and rests his arm on the wall next to Colonel Todoroki’s bookcase.
“That’s it Takami, you are looking for it. Get on your knees.” Yes, yes, yes. Anything for this.
Keigo lusts after this man like the earth goes around the sun. It’s inevitable, it’s unstoppable. He has yearned and pinned for so long that every single time Keigo can get on his knees for him now is precious. If it was entirely up to him, he’d follow him around every day as a slave. But Colonel Todoroki would never take him up on that.
Colonel Todoroki is a man who towers over his men and commands respect. He is a hard lived man who looks like a god. Sharp blue eyes that look through your soul and big hands that hit Keigo just right. It’s heavenly, just like him.
Keigo wishes the man would cave into his needs more often. That this iron-willed titan would fall prey to lust and sin, just like Keigo has ever since he first laid eyes on him. His life would be so much easier if Enji Todoroki thought more with his dick than with his head.
At least, luckily for him, if there’s something that always gets him going it’s disobedience. And Keigo has learnt to exploit it perfectly.
In one quick movement Keigo is on his knees: hands on the colonel’s belt, just about to pull it down. That’s when the hands stop him.
“I didn’t say you could touch me,” Todoroki says while forcefully taking his hands in his and holding them tightly behind Keigo’s head. “ Hands off, soldier. Behave.” He obeys, if only because there’s more brattiness brewing in his brain.
“Anything for you, Sir,” Keigo answers and Todoroki snaps.
He tightens his grip on Keigo’s hands with one hand and finishes fumbling with his pants with the other. “Suck,” he says and there’s no room for debate. It’s not a suggestion, it’s an order. One that Keigo is more than happy to oblige.
Todoroki’s cock is thick and heavy between his legs, making Keigo’s mouth water. He greedily laps at its sides as Enji takes it in his hand and shoves it in his mouth.
It tastes good.
Keigo half chokes on it while trying to deep throat it. Todoroki has no mercy and just pushes it deeper. “Let’s keep that bratty mouth of yours occupied. You are prettier when you are quiet.”
Keigo sucks harder at that, he likes being degraded but there’s never a time in which being called pretty by Todoroki won’t get him hard.
Keigo hollows his cheeks and moves his tongue caressing the cock in his mouth. Todoroki groans and thrusts against his throat. Hard. He is enjoying this. Todoroki fucks his mouth harder as Keigo sucks and laps. Thrusts picking up speed and entering a quick paced rhythm.
“That blasted mouth of yours sure knows what to do,” he says and pride blooms in Keigo’s chest.
As Todoroki gets closer to finishing Keigo’s attitude kicks back in. Just as he is about to cum Keigo scrapes him with his teeth.
Todoroki pulls him back by the hair violently and keeps him away from his cock with a death grip. “You little shit,” he grunts as he takes himself in his hand and jerks himself off to completion.
Colonel Todoroki cums and shoots his load all over Keigo’s face.
It’s hot.
His action is so hot, it makes Keigo’s own cock twitch. He licks what he can with his mouth and desperately tries to get back to sucking his dick.
“No more for you, you damn slut,” he says while wiping himself with a handkerchief. Keigo lets out a low whine. “You are not walking away from this you brat, this is going to hurt.”
Perfect.
Colonel Todoroki is fast and effective, dressing himself single handedly while keeping Keigo on his knees with his arms up. Once his clothes are back on in pristine condition he releases his hold on Keigo’s arms and walks to his chair.
“Come,” he orders and Keigo feels a rush of anticipation. He is about to get his favorite form of punishment.
"Clothes off," he says and Keigo obeys, taking off his shirt and lowering his pants and boxers. Excitement tingling all over his belly.
"Get on my lap."
Like a good boy he climbs over Todoroki’s lap, ass up and bare. His feverish skin coming in contact with the cold metal of the many medals hanging from Colonel Todoroki’s uniform.
Todoroki’s fingers slid down his back, over the wings tattooed on his back and over his ass. “I’m going to spank you and you are going to count them. You are not allowed to cum until we reach ten, you hear me?”
Keigo nods vigorously in response, lust and want making it hard to think. He wants this so badly.
“Good, now start,” Todoroki says as a heavy hand falls violently over Keigo’s cheeks.
“One.” Keigo moans, the tingle and pain on his skin spreading upwards.
“Louder,” Todoroki says and Keigo repeats himself higher this time. “Good, let everyone hear you. Make everyone know how naughty you are.”
“Yes, S-” Keigo’s words get caught in his throat as another spank hits his skin. “Two,” he says half moaned, half shouted. Adrenaline pumping on his veins and blood ringing on his ears.
“Three,” he shouts as Todoroki’s hand lands with more force than before. The pain zaps through his body making his cock twitch. It feels so good.
Four. Five. Six. Seven Todoroki hits him relentlessly, each blow harder than the one before while Keigo counts between moans and shivers. Dick leaking precum rubbing against the fabric of Todoroki’s pants.
“Don’t forget, you are not allowed to cum yet.” Keigo whines in answer thrusting his hips against the fabric desperately.
“Faster, please,” He begs just to be met with the violent slap of a hand on his skin.
“You are not in the position to ask for things Takami, keep counting.”
“Eight,” he says, barely restraining himself from cumming right then and there. God, he is so close.
“Remember why you are here. You have been a rude slutty brat and brats like you deserve punishments.” Fuck, yes. Keigo would do anything to get punished everyday like this. He can be as rude, rebellious and bratty as Todoroki wants if it means getting to be on his lap like this.
A slap gets him out of his thoughts and he screams nine. So close. He presses his legs tight trying to keep himself from cumming.
“Tell me Takami, why are you getting punished?” Todoroki asks and Keigo whines. He doesn’t want to talk, he needs to cum. Todoroki can be so cruel.
“Because I’m a little shit and I almost bit your dick.” It doesn't seem to be enough because no hits come. All the adrenaline and lust makes it hard to think. What else does he want? Keigo just wants to cum .
After a beat Todoroki hums and taps his fingers over the reddened skin. Keigo begs, “Please, please, Sir. Let me- “
Spank.
It’s the strongest one yet and it has Keigo writhing and spilling all over Todoroki’s leg and chair as he shouts “ten” between moans.
Keigo lays spent and sated on Todoroki’s lap for a while, just breathing hard and coming down from his orgasm. A hand gently caresses his back, constantly giving him comfort.
For a man who’s more than a little rough around the edges, Todoroki is never one to forget aftercare. He is both methodical and kind, always careful of not letting him drop.
“You brat, you sure know how to spice things up, huh?” he says but there’s no edge to his tone, just fondness. His hands look for the soothing ointment in one of the drawers nearby and gently apply it over reddened skin.
“I like to keep my superior entertained, lest he starts thinking about replacing me with one of the newbs,.” Keigo jokes and Todoroki chuckles softly.
“As if you could ever be replaced,” he says and starts peppering his back with kisses. “You are a special brat.”
Keigo’s heart skips a beat, in all the years he’s known Colonel Todoroki he has never been one to give compliments generously so he keeps every single one of them ingrained in his memory.
“Your brat?” he offers half-joking, half-serious.
“Yes,” Todoroki says and Keigo feels a fluttering in his stomach. A bigger high than his orgasm hitting him.
After hours in Colonel Todoroki’s office always feel like winning the lottery.