General RP Owed Debt (Knight_of_None)

His lips wrapped around the massive head, giving it some light sucks, anything to get a reaction out of the giant. He shifted some, finding he couldn't move back, the realization hit that Ishida was holding him there. The feeling of being forced felt good, Lee shuddering even as that massive hand clamped over his head. While his mouth was busy, he glanced up, looking for any sort of reaction. Was Awano enjoying himself? He had been pretty quiet for the most part, leaving Lee clueless. He hummed in thought, vibrating around the head between the slave's lips. He teasingly ran his tongue along the slit and underneath the head before swirling around and giving it a harsher suck.
 
As Lee pushed harder, running his tongue along the slit and sucking hatder, her felt pressure on his head, raw power pushing on his, slipping the tip out of his lips, and against Ishida's knee as the boss pushed harder to push him back on it. "What Awano? He can't even get around the tip- just the tip is fine!' Ishida teased as he pushed again, shived Lee on the tip, the master grasping on the back to push him harder, Lee practically getting to bobbing his head back and forth and get a nice little tastes of sticky, salty stuff eventually.
 
Despite Lee fighting to stay on his cock, he could feel the sheer power of Awano shoving him away. The very hands that came to his rescue at the spa, or the ones that held him up when he was drugged at the club. At the same time, his owner was pushing him forward to stay on. He let out a small, pained whine, Lee whimpering softly which would no doubt arouse his owner. Sure, just the tip was fine. Both fought against him at the same time, the two ended up getting him to bob on the monster cock. He hoped it would be enough, Lee quickly realized it to be so as he tasted something rather salty. He swallowed it down, his tongue working to produce more of the hot, sticky substance. He tried to relax, letting himself get pushed around as he continued to rub his tongue here and there, along the slit and underneath before swirling it around the tip. He would repeat that until either Awano won, or he and his master had.
 
While the battlevoushed on, Lee swallowing up every salty drop of precum that stuck to his lips, Awano grabbed put with his other hand, using both, leaning Kee back, digging his head against the top of his masters knee a, the giant twisting his hips to slide the giant thing from Lee's mouth range, dribbling pearls all over the floor. Awano shifted his weight a hand slapping Lee in the face, Ishida was rough, overbearing, cruel...Awano probably could have pitched Lee straight into dreamland if he put in a whim, but instead Lee was suddenly laying on his side, feeling half his face starting to heat up and sting.
 
It all happened too fast for Lee to register. One moment they were fighting against each other, trying to get part of that monster into his mouth, the next his head was dug into his owner's knee before he found himself on the floor, Lee crying out at the slap. His hand came up to his stinging cheek, blinking away the sudden jolt. He looked back, Awano clearly not happy being put into such a position. "Damn, sorry, man." He groaned as he sat up, looking back toward Ishida as he gently rubbed his sore cheek. The baggy sweatpants thankfully hid his growing excitement which he tried to will away. Now wasn't the time!
 
Ishida reached down as Lee lifted hus hand, get another slap for his trouble...or because his master simply wanted to make his slave hornier. Awano turned and stalked away from the two of them, snatching up his cereal bowl. "You okay Tea boy?" Ishida said as the door slammed.
 
His hand moved just in time to receive another slap, this time from Ishida. Compared to Awano's strength, it was much gentler. He still let out a small whine, his hand coming back up to rub the spot and protect it. "Hey~" The bastard got his wish, the slap aiding in hurting him just a bit more, making him feel good. He shifted in place, hoping he wasn't exposing himself to alert his owner. Then again, the man knew him enough by then, he was probably already guessing Lee was aroused. Then, he posed the question and Lee was surprised, his eyes widening some. He lit up, excited for a much different reason now. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. He luckily didn't kill me," he joked. He moved to stand, still hiding his excitement even though it was most likely pointless to. "Well, at least we tried, huh~?"
 
Lee winced as he was pulled up by his hair. He moved quickly to stand, though didn't particularly mind if the pain lingered. Taking a quick glance, the baggy sweatpants luckily hid his excitement. "Yeah? He may kill me if I keep prodding at him." He wasn't so sure Awano's next reaction would be to shove his trunk down his throat. "Mm... even if he did, I may suffocate on it. And not in the fun way. I leave that to you." As much as he knew he shouldn't, he only trusted Ishida with any breathing play. He supposed he really only relied on the debt that still needed to be paid that was keeping him alive. Without that, he knew Ishida had no use for him.
 
"You never dreamed if dying try to challenge yourself?" Ishida teased slightly as Lee spoke up suffocating, risking it all to try to conquer Awano. The master letting go of his locks slowly. "I do suppose I can't simply let you die choking on a cock that isn't mine."
 
"Ah, well..." He teased, shaking his head when he was free. "No, no- choking on cock is fine. Suffocating to death is another thing." If he had to go, he may as well have it by Ishida's hands... or cock? Did he really want to die suffocating by dick? "Won't give the honors to someone else?" He joked, definitely not wanting such a thing. He moved back over to the island and finished off his omelet. "Come on, before I finish your food," he playfully threatened with a grin.
 
"Home invasion was fun," he pointed out. "But, ah..." He glanced over to Ishida, eyes landing on the necklace. He got attacked to get that thing back for him. With his cut arm and busted lip, he couldn't believe they played like they had last night. He could- knowing the sadists didn't give a shit, nor did the part of him that loved the added pain.

He tore his eyes away and got up, plate in hand, to wash it in the sink. It was better he didn't antagonize Ishida over the necklace and Kasumi. He waited until the other was done before he took that, too, and washed it. "What are we doing today~?"
 
True, they needed to wait for his clothing to be made. He supposed Ishida would want to hold off on anything requiring him to look good. Just... resting, huh? "Yeah... Yeah, I'll take that." Lee hadn't had a moment of rest since selling himself. He definitely needed that. He then noticed Ishida lurking behind him and peered over his shoulder. "Healing up, huh? And what exactly does that mean to you?" He asked as he fully turned to face him after washing the dishes.
 
Ishida grabbed Lee's cheeks, turning his head to the side, looking at the small abrasion on his lip. "What do you think." He said walking him to sit Lee down. "Stay." He said shortly as he walked away, Lee knowing he was getting the first aid kit, but he came out with a handful of medical supplies. Luckily none of them a needle. A swab, and some small tube and a bandage. "Don't move."
 
Lee flinched ever so lightly as the other grabbed his face, honestly expecting a slap. He was rather surprised, letting the other turn his face to check him over. "Well, with you..." He teased, fully complying as he was moved to sit at the counter. "What are you doing~?" He asked, not at all expecting Ishida to return with medical supplies. He eyed it carefully, eyes quickly glancing over in search of a needle, his thoughts racing over possible torture Ishida wanted to put him through. Alas, he didn't find a single needle; the kit was filled with anything but that. "Oh..." He could feel something swell within him. Happiness? Cute...

He obeyed, staying as still as he could. "Ah, how sweet of you." He couldn't help himself!
 
"What~? I'm being serious." Lee grinned, trying not to move his head or mouth much as the other tried to work on patching him up. "You're being... cute." Ooh, he had to! He definitely expected a smack then. "Oh, yes. Can't have that now." He wanted to shake his head and roll his eyes but held back. "A life for harming your property~?"
 
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