[ When Yuji arrived at his home, Suguru was unsurprised that Yuji didn't have a lot of experience with receiving oral. Many dominants find oral to be the responsibility of a submissive: a submissive is obligated to please their dominant, and their mouth is simply an available avenue. In another vein, using a submissive's mouth is a means of degradation, humiliation, and establishing dominance. Thus, some dominants view any position that puts them "below" their submissive to be inherently too submissive for any D-role. The prevailing social attitudes vacillate enough that it's considered more of a "philosophical" question that's defined by an individual dominant, rather than common practice, so Suguru has never personally encountered resistance to his preferences for, well, sucking cock.
Suguru would argue many dominants fail to grasp the opportunity presented to them with oral; they're lacking creativity, in Suguru's opinion. Pleasure is easy to control when it involves his mouth, his tongue, and his throat. He can feel every pulse of pleasure from Yuji. He can taste when his boy is getting close. Which makes it so easy to retract all of that stimulation as soon as Suguru wants. Or to double-down and force his submissive to endure for Suguru's own sadistic satisfaction. He can grab Yuji, exert his power over the boy, all while on his knees. It's no less an act of dominance just because he's the one with the dick in his mouth.
And like the perfect angel that he is, Yuji is panting, moaning, trembling in the unrelenting grasp of Suguru's ropes. Oh, Suguru loves it so much. He loves Yuji so much.
Suguru allows himself to enjoy the way Yuji fits in his throat, humming with approval as he lingers, content to hold his breath before his lips vibrate their way back up. He leaves a sheen of spit behind, the slide so smooth, no catch of teeth, no choking as he effortlessly swallows Yuji down again. It's clear this is something Suguru has enjoyed for a long time, and much like the ropework, blowjobs are a practiced art to him. ]
[ It feels good, of course it does, but more than that is the fact that he is being so well taken care of. Submission, to Yuji, had been about servitude - giving his all to his master, letting them do whatever they pleased, doing whatever was necessary to earn favour and praise, as sparingly as it might be given. The idea of being given something like this simply for the sake of it feeling good, not as a barely-there reward or an incentive... it's brand new to him.
There's no way he ever would've had anything this good before Suguru.
The downside of this is, of course, that it feels incredible, and as he tries to keep control of himself he has to try and not snap into pieces. He's not allowed to come, even if he would be able to through the ring that's wrapped around him, and it means that it's an ongoing torture, one that makes him bite his lip hard enough he thinks he could draw blood. It's fantastic, it's amazing, and Suguru is ruining him with it. Is this how his daddy feels when Yuji is on his knees for him...?
Leaning back, he groans softly, body shaking with his desire. ]
[ Yuji responds beautifully for his dominant, and Suguru always glows with amazement to see and hear and feel his boy reacting. The sound of his voice, the gorgeous way his body trembles in the ropes, the throbbing of his cock on Suguru's tongue — it's fucking addictive. Being able to pull his boy apart so thoroughly, so wickedly: Suguru loves it.
Suguru keeps one hand on Yuji's thigh, pushing his legs open as the other drifts down, teasingly nudging the base of Yuji's plug. There's a vibrating function, but he isn't touching it yet.
Head bobbing, tongue curling and darting on his way up, down, finding a rhythm that's neither fast nor slow; it lets Suguru savor every slide, every pulse of pleasure. He knows Yuji will warn him whenever he starts getting close, and Suguru is happy to find the perfect pace to milk more of those beautiful moans from his boy. ]
[ It keeps pulling at him, the pleasure wonderful, and Yuji thinks - this is how it is meant to be, what he had dreamed of, in all those stories, in all the things that had been whispered to him. Absently, in the back of his mind, he thinks about his grandpa, how he wanted him to be happy, to be strong, to be around good people, and he thinks this must be it. This must be how it feels to find that kind of happiness, and it warms him in a way that makes him yearn.
Shivering, Yuji reaches down, stroking his fingers against Suguru's head, biting back his soft sighs and moans before... he shivers, leaning back. ]
Daddy, daddy please, I'm close, and I don't have permission, I don't want to...
[ He doesn't want to have any kind of orgasm without being told he can, cock ring or otherwise. It's torturous. ]
[ Just as quickly as Yuji warns Suguru, the dominant draws his lips up, up and away, abandoning the plug and simply gripping Yuji's thighs in both hands. He leaves the submissive's cock wet and throbbing in the open air, but his mouth doesn't still. ]
Good boyyyy... [ He rumbles the praise into Yuji's skin, following kisses up his stomach as his broad palms sweep over Yuji's legs, avoiding anywhere particularly sensitive – but instead, offering praise as he lets the orgasm wean away. ]
Beg me for my mouth again when you can take more for Daddy. [ Another edge, another close call – Suguru intends to repeat this process until his submissive absolutely can't stand it any longer. ]
[ The speed with which Suguru pulls away from his cock has Yuji crying out, fingers twitching and body shaking in his bindings, hips trying to rock up and chase the feeling. He can't do that, of course, he can't just push and fuck up and get what he wants, this is something, something he wants to do well. He wants to prove himself to his daddy, and he shivers as he licks his lips and forces himself to calm down.
Each touch feels electric, and he blinks as tears well up in his eyes, making him want more. So much more... He wants to come. But he can wait - especially since they've barely started. ]
Ah, yeah... Okay, just a minute, please?
[ Leaning back, sinking into the rope, trying to calm himself down even as Suguru keeps stroking his fingers over his skin. It takes a few moments, enough that Yuji almost feels bad for it, but then he's nodding his head, huffing a soft sound. ]
[ Suguru, on the other hand, is far from bothered by the waiting – if only because he doesn't actually have to do much "waiting." He keeps his hands active, his mouth trailing kisses and little licks and nips across Yuji's skin. He avoids anything too sensitive, giving his boy a chance to ease away from coming (while still entertaining himself).
But once Yuji nods, Suguru's mouth travels lower. If his boy can handle more, Suguru will give it to him, but—
Instead of sliding Yuji's cock right back into place, Suguru kisses Yuji's inner thigh above a band of rope. ]
Then beg for another edge, baby boy. [ He smirks from between Yuji's legs. ]
Beg Daddy to get you close and take it away again.
[ It comes out as a soft whine, but Yuji knows what he needs to do. It's not the first time he's had to beg for Suguru to give him what he wants, and it absolutely won't be the last time. There's something a little novel and exciting about it, about the way he gives into it, and it makes him feel blissed, intense, overwhelmed. Licking his lips, he tilts his head a little, breathless.
Soft kisses against his skin have his dick twitching, wanting, and he nods his head. ]
Please... Daddy, I need it so much, I want to feel your mouth on my cock, to almost make me come, to make me so desperate for it. I want to make you so proud of me, for stopping, until I can't take it any more.
[ He tilts his head back, swallowing the breathless sounds he feels. ]
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Suguru would argue many dominants fail to grasp the opportunity presented to them with oral; they're lacking creativity, in Suguru's opinion. Pleasure is easy to control when it involves his mouth, his tongue, and his throat. He can feel every pulse of pleasure from Yuji. He can taste when his boy is getting close. Which makes it so easy to retract all of that stimulation as soon as Suguru wants. Or to double-down and force his submissive to endure for Suguru's own sadistic satisfaction. He can grab Yuji, exert his power over the boy, all while on his knees. It's no less an act of dominance just because he's the one with the dick in his mouth.
And like the perfect angel that he is, Yuji is panting, moaning, trembling in the unrelenting grasp of Suguru's ropes. Oh, Suguru loves it so much. He loves Yuji so much.
Suguru allows himself to enjoy the way Yuji fits in his throat, humming with approval as he lingers, content to hold his breath before his lips vibrate their way back up. He leaves a sheen of spit behind, the slide so smooth, no catch of teeth, no choking as he effortlessly swallows Yuji down again. It's clear this is something Suguru has enjoyed for a long time, and much like the ropework, blowjobs are a practiced art to him. ]
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There's no way he ever would've had anything this good before Suguru.
The downside of this is, of course, that it feels incredible, and as he tries to keep control of himself he has to try and not snap into pieces. He's not allowed to come, even if he would be able to through the ring that's wrapped around him, and it means that it's an ongoing torture, one that makes him bite his lip hard enough he thinks he could draw blood. It's fantastic, it's amazing, and Suguru is ruining him with it. Is this how his daddy feels when Yuji is on his knees for him...?
Leaning back, he groans softly, body shaking with his desire. ]
Daddy... Ah... Ah -
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[ Yuji responds beautifully for his dominant, and Suguru always glows with amazement to see and hear and feel his boy reacting. The sound of his voice, the gorgeous way his body trembles in the ropes, the throbbing of his cock on Suguru's tongue — it's fucking addictive. Being able to pull his boy apart so thoroughly, so wickedly: Suguru loves it.
Suguru keeps one hand on Yuji's thigh, pushing his legs open as the other drifts down, teasingly nudging the base of Yuji's plug. There's a vibrating function, but he isn't touching it yet.
Head bobbing, tongue curling and darting on his way up, down, finding a rhythm that's neither fast nor slow; it lets Suguru savor every slide, every pulse of pleasure. He knows Yuji will warn him whenever he starts getting close, and Suguru is happy to find the perfect pace to milk more of those beautiful moans from his boy. ]
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Shivering, Yuji reaches down, stroking his fingers against Suguru's head, biting back his soft sighs and moans before... he shivers, leaning back. ]
Daddy, daddy please, I'm close, and I don't have permission, I don't want to...
[ He doesn't want to have any kind of orgasm without being told he can, cock ring or otherwise. It's torturous. ]
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Good boyyyy... [ He rumbles the praise into Yuji's skin, following kisses up his stomach as his broad palms sweep over Yuji's legs, avoiding anywhere particularly sensitive – but instead, offering praise as he lets the orgasm wean away. ]
Beg me for my mouth again when you can take more for Daddy. [ Another edge, another close call – Suguru intends to repeat this process until his submissive absolutely can't stand it any longer. ]
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Each touch feels electric, and he blinks as tears well up in his eyes, making him want more. So much more... He wants to come. But he can wait - especially since they've barely started. ]
Ah, yeah... Okay, just a minute, please?
[ Leaning back, sinking into the rope, trying to calm himself down even as Suguru keeps stroking his fingers over his skin. It takes a few moments, enough that Yuji almost feels bad for it, but then he's nodding his head, huffing a soft sound. ]
I'm okay?
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But once Yuji nods, Suguru's mouth travels lower. If his boy can handle more, Suguru will give it to him, but—
Instead of sliding Yuji's cock right back into place, Suguru kisses Yuji's inner thigh above a band of rope. ]
Then beg for another edge, baby boy. [ He smirks from between Yuji's legs. ]
Beg Daddy to get you close and take it away again.
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[ It comes out as a soft whine, but Yuji knows what he needs to do. It's not the first time he's had to beg for Suguru to give him what he wants, and it absolutely won't be the last time. There's something a little novel and exciting about it, about the way he gives into it, and it makes him feel blissed, intense, overwhelmed. Licking his lips, he tilts his head a little, breathless.
Soft kisses against his skin have his dick twitching, wanting, and he nods his head. ]
Please... Daddy, I need it so much, I want to feel your mouth on my cock, to almost make me come, to make me so desperate for it. I want to make you so proud of me, for stopping, until I can't take it any more.
[ He tilts his head back, swallowing the breathless sounds he feels. ]
I need you so much.