WHEN: 1943 JAN 28, afternoon
WHERE: Lex's private estate
WHO: Lex and Naoki
NSFW WARNING.
[12:17] Naoki Sato did not think anything of the summons when it came. Lex summoned him often, both for work with his research and for other things. He came promptly as he always did, dressed as he was for business in town rather than his own personal comfort. Quick and relatively quiet footsteps bore him across the checkered floor of the great hall to the fireplace. He stopped just short of stepping on the rug before removing the shoes themselves to approach more closely without dirtying it. "You needed me?" he asked. The apprentice's word choice had shifted over the years. He'd been summoned, called, sent for... only in recent days had the language shifted to "wanted" or "needed," which had notably only appeared after the bookstore.
[12:30] Lex Dashrix: Lex loomed over the fireplace leaning slightly on the mantel as he gazed into the flames as he waited. He always found the chaotic interplay of light soothing in a way he did not care to examine in depth. In one hand hung a half empty cup of his preferred scotch slowly swirling as his mind worked over whatever thoughts he devoted himself to while waiting. He stood upright at Naokis approach setting his glass on the mantel as he turned and stepped toward his protege. "I do." he replied flatly looking down at the smaller man as one big hand settled on the boys shoulder only to drift and cup his cheek and neck thumb running along the crest of those delicate cheekbones fondly. "I have neglected you of late." he stated plainly without prevarication. His eyes settled on Naoki's own, "Neglected your need for structure and your self control suffers for it." he intoned the firelight flickering behind him to wreath him in the dancing light of the flames. "I shan't fail you again in such a manner."
[12:35] Naoki Sato seemed surprised, looking up as the hands settled on him, the one on his face covering much of the smooth cheeks and curve of his jaw. "Neglected?" he repeated, clearly a bit... uncertain at the word choice. His brow furrowed as he studied the man and his features, trying to read in Lex's impassive expression anything that might shed light on what he meant. He failed - Lex remained as inscrutable as he ever had been aside from the fondness in his physical gestures. "I disagree. You've failed at nothing," he stated plainly, his own hands twitching where they hung at his sides.
[12:43] Lex Dashrix: Eyes downcast lex shook his head. "I have and it is more unfortunate that you do not even recognize the effect of this lapse on you." he stated solemnly. "No kindness is done in hading ones failings Naoki." he invoked as his eyes climbed the boys body slowly the hard edge of lexs tone honed to a razors edge as he spoke. "I can not expect you to learn if I do not admit my own failings." he looked down at the jikiininki's fine boned features eyes inscrutable in their intensity. "I coddled you after your injuries, let fear rule my better judgement and you both have suffered for it." he intoned solemnly, "That ends now." the professors tone hardened and his grip shifted ever so slightly for those long thick fingers to close around Naokis throat.
[12:48] Naoki Sato narrowed his eyes, growing concern on his features as Lex went on. He did listen, to his credit... no longer interrupting, not offering argument. When Lex mentioned 'both' of them something clicked and the apprentice's eyebrows raised, surprise and slight apprehension in the pale eyes themselves as he began to grasp what Lex was referring to. A lump passed his throat as Lex's grip tightened around it, his own hands automatically moving to grip at the man's forearm. "I - " perhaps he'd meant to apologize but the grip of those fingers stalled any effort at that quickly.
[12:55] Lex Dashrix: "shhhhh." Lex hushed one finger going to Naokis lips as with a flex of his arm he hoisted the slight man off his feet to dangle him in his inhuman grip. "I know, you couldn't help yourself." he intones quietly, solemn and without real reproach, "I allowed you to grow weak, and I allowed you to think you could hide," he paused glancing down, "Should hide," he finished intensely, "Your failings." Lex slowly turned with Naoki dangling still in his grip and shook his head. Behind Naoki now perhaps just visible out of the corner of his eye as he was turned the mirro ont he wall darkened and pale shapes stirred within the glossy sheen. "I have repaired what was damaged and left unrestored by your artful cover up." he stated eyes now icy grey and hardened, "She is unharmed this time."
[13:00] Naoki Sato let out a choked noise as he was listed off his feet, his own weight serving to definitively cut off any attempt at protest. He did grip tightly at Lex's forearm, only alleviating the pull of his body weight enough to be able to breathe. Naoki's eyes glanced sideward. He only got a glimpse but he remembered the mirror well. Neither Lex's grip nor the reminder of what the mirror held prevented the erection from tending the front of his pants.
[13:20] Lex Dashrix slowly walked him toward that mirror as the ghostly hands erupted from its surface sending ripples across the face like water. As Naoki was borne into thier reach the spectral hands chill touch latched onto his lithe frame pulling him hungrily from Lexs grasp ravenous for his warmth and even the pale vitality of the half dead boy. Clutching him there they sought his warmth and tugged deftly at the fastenings of his clothes bone chilled fingers working buttons and laces to peel him form the meager protection of those layers of brocade and silk the clothing discarded in a haphazard pile at the foot of the mirror. Lex looked down at the boys straining cock and raised a brow, "It seems not all your training is forgotten." he trailed one finger lightly along the underside from sack to tip gathering the leaking pre from the knotted cock and looked down at the gathered juices before smearing them across the boys own lips with a shake of his head.
[13:26] Naoki Sato shuddered in the grip of the hands. They were cold against his skin, feverish by comparison to the pallid chill of the dead. He reddened a bit when his body was bared to the air of the hall, less in embarrassment from being nude in front of Lex and more at the thought of the coming punishment. Arousal flushed his skin, making the veined, inhuman prick throb at even the light graze of Lex's finger. Naoki parted his lips readily when the finger was offered, licking the pre from Lex's fingertip. "I... I thought I'd repaired the damage," he said, actually sounding mildly remorseful at the realization that he had not.
[13:35] Lex Dashrix nodded slowly, "You're mastery of the physical is impressive." lex stated flatly, "but her skin carries my magic and you are not trained to such a degree." he stated evenly and shrugged, "The damage is repaired and it is doubtful there are lasting consequences." He reassured Naoki. This wasn't about breeding guilt in his interaction with Thirteen and the risks inherent. Cupping the young mans heavy sack lightly in his palm Lex stared down at it, "Your animal urges will always be a struggle." he stated impassive and cold as those hands grasping his fever hot body. "I will endevor to ensure you master them more than they master you." he shrugs and drops his hand only to deliver a stinging slap to that dangling sack. "Hiding your failings from me is however unacceptable."
[13:42] Naoki Sato stilled his efforts to pull against the hands that kept him to the glass. Being reminded of his own failings as a mage and the confirmation that Thirteen had not in fact been entirely repaired after his assault did still some repentant guilt in the Jikininki. "...It won't happen again," he said after a reflective pause, cut by the gasp that slipped from his lips when Lex swatted at his sack. The pain that ebbed into his abdomen only stiffened him further. He did not specify if he meant the hiding of his deed or the deed itself.
[13:55] Lex Dashrix: "I know." Lex replied icily, "I'll ensure it." he still clearly saw his going easy on the recovering Jikininki as a personal failing he was not going to repeat. Lex leaned in his hand closing around Naokis shaft just above the swellign knot his breaht flowing over the boys bare flesh in burnign contrast to the hands chill grip. "Control Naoki." he intoned firmly an old lesson in need of revisiting, "Control is where your power lies." he repeated as his lips and tongue met the ridge of tuant muscle stretching from his groin to hip. blunt teeth dragging in silent taunt over that sensitive flesh. His hand slowly stroking then releasing that firm length bobbing in time to Naokis ragged breath. each time fallng just shy of the sensative tip concentrating sensation and expectation pealing back the foreskin to let the dribble of pre fall to the floor. Lex looked up meeting Naoki's eyes, "It won't happen again will it?", one superhumanly strong finger flicked from his palm to snap against the flare of his glistening bell.
[14:00] Naoki Sato knew the tone in Lex's voice. It was not one that he was fond of earning and it formed a knot in his gut when he heard it. He formed fists, tensing his wrists in the grip of the spectral hands before relaxing and nodding, his eyes lowering to watch Lex tease him. The drag of teeth over his skin sent his hips squirming. "...no," he said quietly, trying to keep his breath steady against the strokes that threatened to make his eyes roll back in pleasure. "...no sir, it won't." He corrected himself quickly enough, falling into step easily. This was familiar. He knew this and his body responded accordingly, even when Lex flicked against the flare of flesh and sent pre flying. In the wake of the motion his cock bobbed, twitching from the sensation and residual ache. He at least knew better than to beg for more.
[14:10] Lex Dashrix: "Good boy." Lex replied coldly as he leaned back grasping that knotted cock and stilling its wild sway with one hand. "Even in the grip of your animal rutting?" he asked voice drippign with disdain at the lack of control engendered in the boy by his exploits, "No matter how she begs?" his eyes narrowed and his hand grasped Naokis sak thumb and for finger encircling the top trapping his bulging testes below as he slowly and steadily pulled down with unerring intensifying pressure while lightly stroking the turgid length and watching the waring pleasure and pain on his apprentices face.
[14:18] Naoki Sato pressed back against the glass, bent knees moving inward in reflexive defense before he remembered himself and parted them again. At first the question was simply answered with a shake of his head. Lex pulled and the pain and tension momentarily stole his breath. When it became clear he was going to *keep* pulling Naoki swallowed a tense lump in his throat and managed a strained, "No - No matter how she begs... sir," in reply. He was still hard. Pain overrode all else but the erection refused to flag in the face of it even if Naoki couldn't move enough to jerk his hips into the grip of the hand holding his cock steady.
[14:28] Lex Dashrix: "Hmmm, how to be sure though." Lex mused and frowned at the still firm member in his grip. "Perhaps you require a firmer hand to ensure you keep your head about you." he opined with a heavy sigh as he lightly tugged the shaft and then his laden balls in alternating fashion. "To teach restraint..." he quietly mused as he leaned forward his lips enveloping Naoki in the burning heat of his mouth. His broad hand milking that knot as his tonguee swirled around the head and his teeth lightly scrapped the exposed flesh. His grip holding the boy's throbbing sack did not lessen as he assaulted Naokis dick eyes peering up malevolently at the young man daring him to give in.
[14:35] Naoki Sato arched his hips off the glass, the continued stimulation despite the unrelenting tug bringing him steadily to the brink. The touch of Lex's lips and tongue, the scrape of teeth were more than he could stand. The knotted cock swelled, stiffening to a near-painful degree. The apprentice barely got the breathless "Please - " out before he was toppling over the edge, the thick load dribbling more than shooting thanks to the grip Lex held on his reddened sack. It was long moments in the wake of that orgasm for the erection to flag, softening and leaking more trapped seed along the underside of his shaft and leaving Naoki panting, flushed in the grip of the spectral hands.
[14:50] Lex Dashrix: As Noaki's hips bucked under teh assault of sensation Lex's hand clamped down tight restraining that heavy load form fully escaping. He bore down with his teeth further curtailing that salty sweet flow as he suckled tauntingly each dribble of the boys cum before releasing the softening member and letting the final dribbles weakly drip and pool below. Wiping the corner of his mouth with a shake of his head he sighed disappointment writ clear, "Weakness." he challenged with disapproval in his tone. He watched as the knot receded and Naoki hung there spent and flaccid. "Efforts will need be made." he stated flatly and turned to fetch a case from the table behind him opening and sorting silent other then the clink of metal on metal as he searched for what he sought. Comparing first a simple mesh cage that was far too small for even the softened dick limply dangling before him then various bared and tubed devices of torment with or without biting spikes before settling simply on a metallic ring hinged on one side and a simple catch on the other. "That will do." he stated simply not even bothering to look at Naoki as he reached for his dribbling dick.
[14:54] Naoki Sato caught his breath quickly. He stared downward, eying the puddle on the floor and the leading strand from the tip of his cock with open disdain. "...he touched her. It angered me," he admitted. Still, Naoki kept his head bowed as the flaccid dick twitched at even the sounds from Lex's table, connecting the quick onset of arousal with the Professor's admonishment for a lack of control. "...I'm sorry, sir," he said clearly. He accepted he'd be punished for the incident but there was more to the whole thing weighing on him. "...I will make it up to her, too."
[15:04] Lex Dashrix: "He touched you as well." Lex pointed out as the ring snapped into place seated tightly around the deflated knot. "Intimately" he added with harsh emphasis as he tugged the ring to ensure it would not shift under, tension, or active movement. "You wished to reclaim her." he stated impassive and dismissive of hte urge and shook his head. "You still fail to understand." he pinched one bulging teste with almost bruising force as he spoke. "She was not taken by him merely tempted, we won you see." he looked up at Naoki, "Is the same true of you?" he asked as his hand swept the sloppy leavings of Noakis last orgasm up his thigh's to tease at the cleft of his tight little ass. "Did you face temptation and walk away?" he asked pointedly as he massaged further teasing the tight bud of his hole with one blunt finger. "Or is this jealousy that he came for her not you?"
[15:10] Naoki Sato flinched at the feeling of cold metal against his dick. He didn't move away though, resisting the urge to squirm as Lex tugged on the ring. "I - " he cried out before biting his lip, that rough pinch sending cramping tightness into his gut. "I was *reclaiming* her!" he insisted, though there was that undeniable twitch to his dick, the tightening of his hole as he tensed up in response to both the stimulation and the teasing. "Not jealousy." There was a draw to the man, much as Naoki denied it. He was avoiding looking at Lex, staring into the fire instead. He'd never been a particularly good liar; he'd never had cause to try.
[15:22] Lex Dashrix: "Disappointing." Lex lamented taking a step back letting the chill hands of the grave bound to the mirror continue his ministrations as they peeled the tight round cheeks apart and teased at his hungry hole another icy spectral hand grasping his hanging cock and stroking it back to life with insistent tugs. Lex slowly began to undress as the hands worked over the boy the cold grip on his bruised sack only heightening the throbbing pain of the earlier punishments. "Lies are unbecoming Naoki." Lex intoned in a rumble like distant thunder. "Temptation is his art, and he is a master." Lex stood nude now slowly stroking his own thick length to life, "Succumbing to a master is less affront than a lie." he slowly approached and grabbed the boy by the jaw forcing him to meet Lexs gaze, "You will NOT do so again."
[15:32] Naoki Sato shook his head, more vigorously this time. He could not protest, not when the hands were tugging at him, massaging into him - teasing him into stiffness again, if strained thanks to the tight restriction of the ring around the base of his cock. The knot's swelling was horribly limited by that metal ring and the rigid tension was painful in a way that both kept the apprentice frustrated and mildly subdued. It was difficult to focus on anything other than the pain - though when Lex grabbed at his jaw and forced him to look him in the eye, he was paying rapt attention. "I do not want him," he grit out, determination and stubbornness in the growl of his voice that was, also.. rather defensive. His cock betrayed him.
(( TBC - Discord thread, log to be completed later ))