Patreon Compilation – Fic#172 – Ainosuke/Tadashi – nipple play; jealousy; Dom/sub; puppy play (kinda) – All Mine

Ainosuke/Tadashi – Adam catches Tadashi in a compromising situation and has to stake his claim :)

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“Tadashi-chaan~~ you are always so cute and composed! I wonder just what it’ll take to have you make all those other cute faces…”

Ainosuke frowns a little as he hears the voice, his hand frozen on the handle of the door that he just cracked open a small ways. He leans forward, peering through to see what is happening inside the conference room that Tadashi had been supposed to clean after the meeting…

… and where he had wanted to molest his cute little puppy until he gave him a whole new kind of stain to wipe off the desks.

Seems like the good old chairman has had a similar idea, pushing against Tadashi’s back and noisily kissing the back of his neck while playing with his chest.

Tadashi, ever the obedient puppy, only braces himself on the desk’s surface, a few strands of hair half obscuring his expression and the flush on his cheeks.

What Ainosuke can see, quite clearly, in fact, is how his mouth opens, lips wet the second the old fellow pinches his pudgy nipples and forces the hidden tips to pop out, if just for the moment. Of course Tadashi wouldn’t be able to withstand something like this… he is such a slut for people playing with his whorish little teats-

“Tadashi-chan~ why don’t you turn around and let me have a little taste, hm? I can barely see the cute face you’re making-”

“I am afraid, there won’t be any time for this,” Ainosuke intejects, pushing the door open all the way, a calm smile plastered on his face. “Truly sorry, Chairman- dear Tadashi and I, we have a little date that we simply must attend to.”

The old man’s face crumbles in disappointment. He does not look particularly embarrassed about having been caught feeling up one of the staff… even if it belongs to Ainosuke. It’s obviously not the first time something like this happened.

He lets go of Tadashi and steps away, righting his tie and the lapels of his jacket.

“Ah, I see. Well, that is a very sad development… Tadashi-chan, my dear- I will see you… next time.”

.oOo.

Ainosuke pushes Tadashi’s hips against the hard edge of the sink, eyes fixed on his reflection in the mirror, not missing a single minute detail of his usually calm demeanor crackling more and more the deeper Ainosuke pushes into him.

His mouth falls open, showing the soft pink pad of his tongue like he needs the extra space just because his rim is being spread apart so very wide.

“I hate it when others touch my stuff,” Ainosuke hisses against Tadashi’s ear, hand shaking only the slightest bit as he lifts it to brush a few stray strands of hair behind it. “I do not share well, puppy.”

“I… I know,” Tadashi replies breathlessly. His fingers are curled tight around the edge of the sink… and the corners of his mouth are pointing up ever so slightly. He enjoys every second of what is happening to him. He knew perfectly well how Ainosuke would react to seeing him getting his slutty tits felt up by the Chairman…

“Won’t you even say sorry?” Ainosuke croons, cock throbbing in the tight clutch of Tadashi’s body. It feels so good pushing into him every damn time… like coming home. More so than his villa.

“I am… truly sorry, Master Ainosuke,” Tadashi says readily enough, though it obviously is a very fake apology. He doesn’t regret a single, damn thing and it shows in the way he angles his hips back, trying to fuck himself on Ainosuke’s cock when he doesn’t start moving fast enough for his tastes.

“Oh, I don’t think you are anything of the sort,” Ainosuke croons, his hands slowly curling around Tadashi’s ribcage, fingers spreading around his pudgy areolas and stretching the skin a little. “But you will be very soon, I am sure, my slutty little puppy…”

He slides in the rest of the way, breathing out in a sigh right against Tadashi’s ear, knowing how the tickling feeling tends to drive him wild, and sure enough… his insides tremble along his cock, massaging it as he tries once more to push himself back and get a bit of motion going.

Ainosuke chuckles, pressing himself harder against Tadashi’s backside and holding his hips captive between himself and the sink; nowhere for him to go and fuck himself on Ainosuke’s cock like he wants to so badly.

“How about we see how long it takes you to come when all I give you is some much needed attention to your tits, puppy?” Ainosuke croons.

Tadashi inhales sharply. He leans forward, putting his palms against the mirror to brace himself, insides clenching down hard on Ainosuke’s cock as if trying to make him reconsider.

He knows better than to argue, though. Years of having been denied every single time he begged for something have taught him not to even try. His mouth is open, lips distractingly wet.

When Ainosuke squeezes his nipples in tandem, he can watch how Tadashi’s cheeks become brick red as a direct result out of it.

“Oh puppy~~,” he sing-songs. “You’re so quiet… don’t you love it when I play with your slutty tits? Sure looked like you loved the Chairman playing with them earlier…”

He only lightly digs his fingernails into the silky soft skin to put a bit of an edge to his words. He is not necessarily pleased to have found his property being felt up by another, after all. He does not share. Ever.

A fact that Tadashi knows very well… which makes him wonder whether or not he is currently being played by the puppy. Too smart for his own damn good. Knowing that if he got found out getting felt up by the old guy, Ainosuke would stake his claim…

So what if he doesn’t give him exactly what he’s been hoping to get? What if he doesn’t lay into him with a hard, deep fuck and instead just fills him up to the brim without moving a muscle?

It would be highly interesting to find out.

“Let me see… what did the good Chairman do earlier? Ah, yes…” He hooks his chin over Tadashi’s shoulder and watches in the mirror as he pinches down on the pudgy areolas until Tadashi’s shy little nipples finally pop out of the tiny folds of skin. “Aren’t they just adorable? Awww…”

He lightly brushes fingertips over them, watching as Tadashi’s brows lift up, his face going nice and slack. He looks so cute like this… all shocked about how sensitive his shy nipples are when they are teased out of hiding and made to respond.

Ainosuke can feel him pushing against him subtly, his plump little ass trying to urge him back so he will have a bit of leeway to fuck himself on just a few millimeters of dick – but Ainosuke stays firm, keeping him pinned and using his height to bully him right into the position that he wants him in: helpless and at his mercy.

It’s not like he needs to fuck him. Not right now. It’s fun to feel the intimate twitches of his body and how, at times, he can even feel the fast throb of Tadashi’s heartbeat against his shaft. It’s all fun which Ainosuke is absolutely for.

He gently rolls Tadashi’s nipples between his fingers, listening to his breath stuttering and a low groan being all but forced out of him. He tries so hard to be composed… but it is becoming more and more impossible when Ainosuke works him over, mouth now latching on to his neck, first sucking, then biting.

Tadashi’s fingers spasm against the glass, his torso angling forward as if trying to get away from all the sensations… but not having anywhere to go to. He fogs the glass up with his panting breath, his back flushing and showing off all those freckles he’s got scattered across his skin while Ainosuke starts to lose track of time.

The heat around his cock is immense… as are the feeling of Tadashi’s insides trembling and squeezing and trying so desperately to get him to move and fuck him like he’s so obviously been angling for.

Ainosuke doesn’t shift, though. He just keeps going, lightly manipulating Tadashi’s nipples and keeping him filled with the unrelenting pressure of an unmoving dick while telling him that he won’t move a damn muscle until he comes on his cock like a good little puppy and shows him just how sensitive he can be-

He doesn’t have to wait long. Not at all.

Tadashi throws his head back, nearly breaking Ainosuke’s nose in the process. His mouth is opened, tongue pressed against his bottom lip and cheeks a fetching, ruddy red as he does just what he’s been told to do: he comes.

Cock flushed a dark brick red and just about peeking over the edge of the sink, he starts to shoot his load out from the weird twin sensations Ainosuke has put him through.

Ainosuke curls his arms around him to keep him nice and upright, a wild grin stretching out on his face.

“Awww you looked so cute, puppy! We have to do this again! I didn’t even know you could do tricks like this!”

Tadashi groans, nice and lax and a bit out of it.