General RP Owed Debt (Knight_of_None)

Lee playfully batted the teasing hand away, shaking his head. "He's massive! I couldn't even fit him in my mouth. Hey, I'll make a deal~. If you can take him, then I'll take him." He grinned evilly, already knowing there was no reason for Takahashi to do anything of the sort. Still, he could at least play a little more with Takahashi. He wouldn't even dare suggest a thing to Ishida.

...Yes, he would.
 
"Soft~?" It wasn't a word he would use to describe Awano. Then again, as he thought about it, he supposed Takahashi was right. His chin lifted subconsciously as hands went to his neck. He was beginning to relax underneath his handler his breathing calming. Perhaps they did have to work the paralytic a little more out of his system. Now came the new drug coursing through him, the two not clashing anymore, leaving Lee relaxed and feeling quite good. "Mm... I still wouldn't be able to handle him." He sighed softly, amused by his next thought. "I'm pleased to know I'm more your type~" Definitely so as he recalled Takahashi helping him with his little job as 'Tea Boy,' how he seemed to get aroused completely unprompted whenever he was around him.
 
"Only one way to know." Taka teased as his fingers pressed on Lee's neck , gripping him up as the slaves high shifted and seemed to be making him feel cozy. He squeezed his throat. "And I've only said Awano wasn't my type, aren't you presuming?" He teased as hecpulled Lee closer
 
"Mm~?" He shook his head, already refusing such a task. No, he couldn't even get Takahashi to convince him to do that. He narrowed his eyes as he felt his handler's fingers on his throat, already beginning to squeeze. "Not willing to mess with him... but you'll happily fuck me~ I've seen how you look at me." How aroused he got around him. Taka couldn't lie~! He was mainly teasing, though what he said was partially true. He gasped softly as he was pulled forward, "What are you doing~?" He questioned.
 
Oh, god, that was too hot. He let out another quiet gasp, the little bell on his collar jingling as he was pulled much closer. The freedom to do as one wished as a yakuza member... it was terrifying. "Y-Yeah," he said with a nod. Always. He winced, already missing the other inside of him. He quietly let the other do as he wanted, ever so curious. He wanted to question him, but it wasn't his place, something he for once happily accepted.
 
As Lee looked at Taka, his eyes alive with anticipation, Taka chuckled at him. "You really can't help but get excited at the idea of being used like a toy." He said as he tugged the collar, his knuckles pressing to his throat. The gangster twisted him, rolling him over. "But you are just a pet either way. Aren't you?"
 
Lee pouted as the other laughed at his reaction. "Shh. Shut up," he whined softly, shifting his head back to give him space. He was surprised then as he was flipped over onto his stomach, twisting him more in the blankets. Quietly, he nodded, giving no push back this time. "It feels good," he mumbled as he turned his head so the other could hear him. He had said it so many times before. Only they seemed to understand how he felt. "You already know... I love being used. I guess, what masochist doesn't?"
 
He was amused as they were both pretty unsure until his mind nearly ran blank as the other tugged at his collar and rattled off beautiful reminders. "Nn... Taka~" he groaned, feeling the chill that caressed his now bare skin as the dirtied hoodie was removed. Until he couldn't be used anymore... He knew how much he wanted to stay. Oh. Fuck. He would have loved that, even Takahashi getting a chance to put his mark on him. "M-Maybe after. I wanna be reminded." Not that he was Taka's, he knew he wasn't his, the other made it quite clear. And yet... just a little something. He was his handler, after all. He deserved something, too!
 
Lee was strangely comforted by that notion. Really, he would try for him~? To let Taka mark him~. He couldn't mentally cheer for long when he was lifted by just the collar, a hand flying up to his throat. He coughed as it choked him. Oh- a tattoo? He reached a hand back to swat at the one choking him, only so he could further inquire.
 
"True..." God damn, his reasoning definitely got to Lee. Why did he get so turned on?! "What the hell would you even put on me?" Ishida's tattoo came to mind. "But... Ishida doesn't want me marked up." He pointed out, already realizing they would most likely do it after all of that filming bit was done - if it ever would be. Or, maybe Ishida didn't care. Whatever the case... he wanted Taka to pick something.
 
At the suggestion, Lee let out a small laugh. "Yeah? A bird? Mm... It is fitting." He admitted after a moment of thought. He did like it. He would want to see it first, but he figured he wouldn't have much say in the end. ...He would trust Takahashi. "You're all terrible for wanting to mark me up more." It was in a different way, perhaps not the way he wanted. He wouldn't mind getting hit or cut up... but tattoos?
 

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