General RP Owed Debt (Knight_of_None)

"Maybe," he retorted. Ishida was right, but Lee always had to challenge. He didn't realize it was saving Awano, it simply being Lee's own fun as he was (happily) stuck there with the three. "Maybe you'd rather it was me. Don't you love my reactions?" His eyes narrowed then as he caught the other snatching the remote from his handler. He tensed as the toy's vibrations raised, allowing himself to cry out, almost performatively to arouse his owner- both sexually and curiously so. "Ahhn, Master~" he moaned, allowing himself to let go, finding it easier than holding back. He let his head tilt back, his back arching as the toy pressed against his sensitive prostate, overwhelmingly so. He just had to fight back against Ishida, the man doing something to him to make him want to. Despite orgasming, the drug still rushed through his system, albeit slowly lessening as time went on. His movements were weak - slow, but he was gaining his strength back.
 
"They're amusing." Ishida said flatly as Lee whined and moaned, his hand raising to shunt his fingers into his mouth, pushing them down his throat. "But you know by now that I get my fun from the act the most." He said as he leaned forward. "Everything else is icing." He added as something slipped down Lee's throat. A pill?
 
Amusing, huh~? Before he could speak, fingers suddenly shoved into his mouth and down his throat. He choked, a hand slowly coming up to grip around that wrist, and Lee swallowed. Whatever he just achieved, Lee hadn't noticed it just yet. He just knew his body reacted very nicely to such an act, as usual. He blamed it on the toy still buzzing away strongly. He turned his head, pulling the fingers from his mouth with a cough. "You don't want to lose your entertainment. No one can compare to me." He still pushed, even when Ishida said otherwise. Suddenly, it hit him, a shaky hand coming up to his throat as he realized he swallowed something. "What... Oh, come the fuck on. What now? What'd you give me?"
 
One of his favorites... He had already been paralyzed, what more could he give him? Other than his actual favorite, something that would make him feel so good, so high... "Trying to shut me up? Give me exactly what I want so I'm quiet?" To actually give him something he loved, he was incredibly cautious, not trusting him. Before another thought could cross his mind, he was dragged, lying across the armrest of the couch, allowing the other access to his ass. Instead, he was struck on his side, the same pleasure washing over him from the pain as he yelped out. He weakly tried to lift himself off the couch, not sure where he could go, just... away. Oh, how would it feel, both drugs mixing?
 
Huh... Should he still be worried? There wasn't a single reason why he would give him that... Before he could question, his arms were swiped from underneath him, causing him to crash down again. He let out a tired sigh, groaning as the toy was removed from him. He shuddered at the loss, cautiously lifting himself again, enough to look up at his owner. "Why?"
 
Oh. That sure was a reason. Relief washed over him, letting the other roll him over onto his back on the couch. Glancing over to Awano, he figured the other was quite relieved, too. Mouthy brat- Amused, he couldn't hide a smile. "That I am. Thank you." Ahh, in the end... he wasn't so bad, actually rewarding him for doing what he wanted or behaving. Knowing he was safe, he let himself melt into the couch, allowing the beginnings of the drug to take hold. It had been a little bit since he had the stuff he usually sought after, no one tricking him or dosing him with something different. Damn, the bastard would get him addicted. But... his own dealer~!

"Mm... what more can I do to please you?" Did he want him anymore now that he did what he wanted? Was he free to hang out?
 
Lee limply let the other move him about, caught up enjoying the drug take hold, mixing with the other, making him feel great. He couldn't find himself mad over what the other did, his mind clouded, savoring the more than pleasant sensations. How'd he know this was his favorite drug? Had the other watched him whenever he came to the club with his friends looking to score? He blinked, eying the other. Oh- Was he dismissing him...for the time being? His eyes trailed over the others, landing on Takahashi momentarily. "Good..." Mister Yakuza must have had a lot he had to do, his work waiting for him all the while he messed with Lee. Quietly, his breathing picked up, panting lightly, something he tried to hide until he was left alone. Shit... He was beginning to feel overwhelmed, the drugs mixing, clashing rather. He felt good, strange, an intense feeling that seemed to be getting worse. "Nn, Taka..." He mumbled, not even knowing if the other was still around. He carefully pulled himself back up onto the couch, looking to curl up, wanting to hide.
 
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Taka looked at his boss for a moment, but Ishida waved his hand dismissively while Lee was wrapped up in the spinning sensation that was taking over. The Yakuza boss shifted his intent, or his attention. He walked away from Lee while he mumbled out and seemed to be curling up. He wasn't going to take care of Lee on this particular trip. Taka moved forward to lay a hand on Lee, to guard the asset. "What is it?" He asked
 
He was distracted, his focus on the intense feeling. He didn't know what to do to make it better or go away. He pulled the hem of the hoodie down, covering himself as he curled up. He gasped lightly feeling that hand on him, Lee lifting his head to ensure it was Takahashi. He was thankful the other was still around and hadn't just ignored him. He didn't have to come to his side. "Ah... It's too much. Bastard, nn, gave me too much." Well, not too much, but the other drug was still in his system. It hadn't even been an hour- or had it? He felt disoriented. "I don't know, I don't feel good..." But he did. It was this odd feeling of discomfort and pleasure, mixing, making him shudder and pant.
 
Lee went quiet, surprised by the reaction. As he wasn't able to really defend himself, he complied, not speaking another word. Only a little plea for help. Takahashi was willing to help him, Lee pleased he had chosen the right person to get help from. The other helped him to his feet, Lee still rather weak, needing to lean against Takahashi for help getting to wherever they were going. He wanted privacy, though being with Takahashi wouldn't be a terrible thing. Shivering, he tried to control his breathing, every step filling his body with more of that uncomfortable sensation.
 
Taka slid his arm underneath Lee's back, holding him up on the way to 'privacy' as much as Lee could get in this space. But a gentler hand than Ishida's hot and cold nature would hopefully help. Lee was set on Taka's bed, letting him lay down on ot and started to wrap him up in the blanket.
 
Lee was thankful for Takahashi's help, letting his handler guide him to what he realized was his room. He let out a quiet sigh of relief, feeling a little more freedom in the other's room. The other let him lay back, Lee more than thrilled to take that silent offer. When he was wrapped, he weakly grabbed and pulled them over him, shuddering as the less than great feeling became more intense. He curled up, hiding in his little cocoon. "Nnn... thank you, Taka," he said softly through a little gap in the blankets. He already felt like he was suffocating - and not in a good way. He didn't need to make it worse. "He knew what he was doing," he grumbled, silently cursing the yakuza leader. This wasn't a damn treat and he knew it! "Make it go away," he moaned as he rolled over onto his back, eying his handler. The discomfort was just too much!
 
The conflicting sensations still churned away inside the slave, Taka thinking while his whined. The paralysis effect seemed to be gone, but perhaps the after effects were lingering. "Well, I can try to make it better..." He said as he grabbed Lee's ankles, spreading his legs. "You'll need to work the paralytic out." He said as Lee heard Taka unzipping his pants
 
"Mm, how-- hey!" He started to ask, his voice raising in surprise as his handler managed to get to his legs to spread them. The lack of clothing underneath left Takahashi with easy access to his lower half. "Paralytic? N-No, he.... he drugged me again, t-the drugs might be interacting badly or I don't fucking-- oh, come on!" Upon hearing that zipper he shifted, weakly trying to sit up and remove an ankle from his hold. The other was strong, or he was simply still too weak, whatever the case, he didn't get very far. He laid back, panting, "Ahh... You're terrible." He thought he would find solace with Takahashi; safety and protection. Perhaps he was wrong to assume such. At least, not right now. What if he was right? He didn't understand the drugs, how they worked, and their effects. Maybe he needed Takahashi to fuck him after all...

"Sure you're not just after me~?" He tried to tease, acting as his old self despite feeling so terrible. "It's okay, y-you can admit it," he groaned, a flash of that terribly odd feeling came over him. All he wanted to do was curl up in his cocoon and hide for a while under Takahashi's protection.
 
"Ha... It's all my fault. I've tempted you." He strangely appreciated Takahashi teasing back, playing along with him. It was different from Ishida. "At least I'm wanted." He tossed that in there, letting the other a little more into his world, his lack of self worth and the like. Takahashi had a little taste of it up outside on the balcony the other night. He didn't resist, not that he could anyway, as he was dragged toward his body, Lee keeping himself wrapped up in the blankets. He clung, gently biting his lower lip feeling the tip prod his already quite prepared hole, giving not much resistance. Ah, well, he did want to play with Takahashi, though under much better circumstances. He would still thank his handler properly another time. A nice blowjob, the other forcing himself onto him- the usual fun.
 
Taka put his hand up against Lee's cheeks. "Don't worry about bring wanted, you are already owned. You have your proper place." Taka almost soothed, his hips rolling, slowly penetrating Lee. His stressed body still sensitive, pleasure stripping it's way through him. Taka slid his hand to hold Lee's Jaw, squeezing it to start thrusting inti him.
 
The other made him look at him, Lee's eyes were tired but focused on his handler. His words were a comfort, something he could allow himself to indulge in, but Lee knew the truth. "Sure, sure. But it's only temporary." Well, he could enjoy it while it lasted, anyway. He just... wanted more. He needed more. Temporary ownership wasn't enough. He needed it to be real, truthful... He took in a deep breath, slowly letting it out as he adjusted to the sudden intrusion. He tried to turn his head to the side, though that tightening hold on his jaw reminded him to be still. "Mmnn..." he groaned, a leg shifting to almost wrap around the other. "So good~"
 
As he turned his head, Taka dragged his nails along his neck lightly, scratching him. "Oh? You want to be owned forever?" He teased inti his ear as he dug his fingers into his skin. He thrusted deeper, his hips thumping against Lee's ass cheeks. Every soft breath and mumble making him tighten his grip on him.
 
Lee's breath was caught in his throat, a moan escaping at the scratches. He went quiet suddenly despite his panting breaths, his teasing words getting to him. A moan cut through the sudden silence he created as Takahashi found his prostate, the digging fingers making it feel all the better. "Maybe... ahhn, what if I did?" It didn't matter what he wanted. "I-I actually feel like my life has purpose." Art was great and all, something he dearly loved and wanted to do for the rest of his life - if it was at all possible. But being owned... He wasn't sure how to explain it, but it just felt right, as if he found something he was missing in his life. Submitting just made sense to him. He wanted to-- no, he felt he needed to.

"I don't really get it myself..." he mumbled, allowing his mind to run blank as his handler fucked him into the mattress. "B-But, ahh~ just like this, a-and this loss of control, it feels... so good to me." Was he really having such a conversation while getting fucked? He considered shutting up, but at the same time, he didn't want to lose his chance to talk with Takahashi- the other seemingly his 'therapist' and voice of reason while there.

"Ahh, Taka~ you feel so good," he groaned out, tilting his head back as the pleasure surrounded him.
 
Taka hifted his hand while Lee opened up, the yakuza that Lee placed in such a odd bond, albeit fir good reason. Taka was willing to entertain such conversations it seemed. Whether out if concern, or simply to absorb the information for later, he was better to talk too that Ishida. His finger hooked inti his mouth, pressuring his tongue. "Shhhh-" he hissed out as he picked up his pace. "Enough of that- your mouth isn't fir talking, it's for pleasing." He teased.
 
Curiously, Lee's brows furrowed as he was silenced by fingers pressing against his tongue. Damn, it was too hot- He knew it, he was saying too much. Yet Takahashi's words made him laugh, Lee letting out an amused breath mixed with a moan as the pace quickened. He wrapped his lips around those fingers and sucked on them, teasing him right back as he was fucked. He shifted to free his hands, wrapping his fingers around Takahashi's wrist, lazily holding on. He was almost not letting him remove his fingers from his mouth. "Mmm~" he groaned, tightening around the other as he felt closer, letting his mind run blank as his handler tried to help him feel better from the nasty trip.
 
Take moved his fingers driving his fingers deeper rather than pulling away from his grip, putting his fingers down Lee's throat. "That's better, that's the proper use." He said as he teased the back of Lee's throat. His thrusts making the bed squeak as the springs bounced. He lifted his other hand pinching Lee's chest, pulling at his nipples.
 
Lee's eyes widened feeling the fingers shove further back, teasingly, making him cough around them. He didn't once try to stop him, allowing himself to suffer and feel the discomfort. He felt dizzy- dizzy but good, his head spinning as he let his eyes flutter closed. All he let himself think of was how to properly serve. How he needed to hold back, let the other cum before him, to get all of his satisfaction from his body. He could feel himself easily falling into place, truly feeling he was right where he was supposed to be. The feeling rang true ever since he sold himself to Ishida, leaving Lee to believe it had to be true.

Brows furrowed as his chest was played with, nearly tipping him over the edge. He groaned around the prodding fingers, his body shuddering as he couldn't hold back anymore. He gripped a little tighter to the other's wrist, his orgasm hitting as he dirtied his hoodie. Damn.
 
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