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He is like a puppy, Tooru thought, as Tobio lay asleep in his lap, nuzzling his face against Tooru's stomach.
No one except Tooru would think of Tobio as a puppy. He was a hulking figure, fit for an international athlete, and if anything, the aggression he showed on court would rather paint the image of an imposing wolf than a puppy. But when Tobio got like this, within the confines of the intimacy they shared with each other inside their house, Tooru couldn't help but want to put a collar on him and treat him like his pet. His adorable trusting loyal pet that he loved very much.
The thought, the image, once it entered his mind, refused to leave. And before he knew it, Tooru was already thinking about the conversation he was going to have to sell his idea to Tobio. From what he knew of Tobio since the one year they started dating, he had a faint idea how it was going to go.
Giddily, he picked up his phone and started googling.
'I thought I am supposed to sit on you', Tobio said, sounding a little disappointed, as Tooru shifted in his lap on the chair.
'Let me take care of it, Tobio-chan', Tooru chided him, caressing his hair and the dog ears he had put on Tobio. They were too soft to touch, and Tooru thought they suited Tobio perfectly. 'Besides', he said, lowering his voice and pulling Tobio closer by the blue collar around his neck, 'puppies don't talk. Next time you say anything other than a woof, I am punishing you for being a bad puppy.'
Color rushed to Tobio's cheeks and Tooru could almost feel the heat radiating off them, as he officially took control. Tooru smiled and ran his fingers through Tobio's dark hair, noticing the way he leaned into it. 'Now then, what do puppies say?'
Tobio was still blushing, only starting to get into it. He took a deep breath as if he was going to say something, but then closed his mouth, eyes downcast.
Tooru clicked his tongue in disapproval. 'That won't do, Tobio-chan. C'mon', he put a long finger under Tobio's chin and tilted his head up, firmly. 'Bark for me.'
Tobio looked at him in a daze, eyes resting on Tooru's lips for a second.
'W-woof.'
It came out as a rough whisper. A shiver went down Tooru's spine. But he wanted more.
'Louder, Tobio-chan, I can't hear you.'
Tobio tried to look away, but Tooru's hand under his chin kept him facing firmly forward.
Tooru gave him a minute. He knew Tobio well enough.
Tobio looked into his eyes this time.
'Woof!' He growled, louder this time, and confident, blue eyes swimming with trust and love and worship, and Tooru wanted to give him everything.
'Good boy!' He said, generous with compliments to reinforce good behaviour. The hand holding Tobio's chin now moved on to scratch the underside of Tobio's jaw, who lifted his head to give Tooru better access, closing his eyes.
'Now', Tooru purred, 'since you wanted to sit in my lap so bad.' He stood up, pulling Tobio by the leash attached to his collar, who also tried to stand. 'No, puppies don't walk, Tobio-chan! Get on your hands and knees', Tooru corrected him, and Tobio quickly scrambled to follow him on all fours.
The scene made Tooru smile - Tobio wearing only his collar and briefs, looking at Tooru with those puppy eyes (!) for his next instruction.
Tooru pulled on the leash and started walking towards their living room. He brought them in front of the couch, which faced the TV and patted Tobio's head.
'Stay here', he said, and Tobio leaned back on his calves, watching him. Tooru picked out the movie he had planned to watch, something he knew would keep his attention but not Tobio's and put it on.
'Let's watch a movie, Tobio-chan!' He said cheerfully, enjoying the puzzled expression on Tobio's face. He put two cushions on the floor and sat down on one of it, leaning against the couch.
'I don't want Tobio-chan to feel all alone down there, so I will sit on the floor with him.' His actual intention was to stay close to Tobio, especially his face, and sneak a few pats while they 'watched' the movie. 'But you have to stay on all fours, like a good puppy, okay?'
Tobio nodded obediently, then - remembering - gave a small 'woof.' Tooru ruffled his hair. 'Okay then!' He clicked play.
Despite Tooru choosing a movie he was quite excited to watch, his attention couldn't help but stray at the absolute treat that Tobio was as a puppy beside him. Tobio had tried to pay attention to the movie for a total of 20 minutes, Tooru's fingers scratching his head now and then, but had finally given up. He had, instead, turned to face Tooru sideways, staring at him intently, trying to make him look away from the screen. When Tooru didn't oblige (although it took some self-control), Tobio decided to take matters into his own hands.
So he draped himself over Tooru's lap.
It couldn't be very comfortable, was Tooru's first thought, followed by fuck they are not going to last long like this. He chose not to react, and test what else Tobio would do to get his attention.
Turns out Tobio had many ideas.
He started by rubbing his cheek gently against Tooru's thighs, dangerously close to his crotch, and Tooru's fist clenched tightly, but his eyes remained fixed at the TV screen. Tobio, determined to get a reaction, continued to rub his face closer and closer to Tooru's crotch and Tooru couldn't help but squirm.
He heard a huff of breath, close to a chuckle, and knew Tobio was having fun teasing him.
'Tobio-chan', he scolded, 'getting restless, are we?'
Tobio looked at him in triumph, and Tooru bit back a smile, still not looking at him. 'We are not getting up before the movie ends', he said, trying to keep his voice stern. He was sure Tobio was pouting in dissent.
That's why he had to avoid looking at his puppy eyes.
Well, he was the one in charge here. Tobio had to listen to him. But Tooru wasn't opposed to being persuaded otherwise.
After a few seconds of Tobio staring at him dolefully and Tooru looking straight ahead, avoiding him, Tobio switched gears. His face returned close to Tooru's crotch, but then Tobio used his nose to lift up his tshirt and pushed his face against Tooru's stomach, rubbing his cheek against bare skin.
Tooru felt goosebumps rise. Tobio knew it was his sensitive spot, and he was using it to his advantage. He continued nuzzling, and even as Tooru's brain tried to grapple with this new tactic, he felt Tobio swipe out his tongue for a quick lick of Tooru's chest.
Tooru gasped. Tobio was getting adventurous, and when he risked a glance downwards, he found Tobio's face completely hidden under his tshirt, mouth moving slowly upwards.
'Bad dog', he chided in a whisper, as Tobio's tongue swiped over his right nipple. 'You are such a brat', he complained, even as his voice came out low and heavy, and only served as further encouragement to Tobio. The movie was only halfway done, and Tooru didn't want to lose.
But he also had no idea what was going on in it anymore.
Besides, Tobio was now almost in front of him, knees on both sides of Tooru's outstretched legs, ass up in the air. Tooru stretched a hand to grab it, as Tobio nipped on his nipple.
'Fuck, Tobio', Tooru spanked him lightly, then slid his hand up Tobio's abs, halting atu his nipples and pinched one hard, feeling Tobio jump in surprise.
He was still on his hands and knees, working only with his mouth. Tooru pushed on his head under his tshirt, making him come out from underneath, and grabbed him by the hair.
'You are so demanding', Tooru chided him. 'You are supposed to sit here obediently like a good dog while I ignore you.'
Tobio smirked at him, then bumped his head against Tooru's chest, letting out a satisfied 'woof.' Tooru pulled at his collar harshly, making him sit on his haunches, face to face. There was something primal in Tobio's eyes, and Tooru felt it too, blood rushing, as they stared at each other, eyes glancing at each other's mouths, lit only by the light of the TV in the room, millimeters apart.
'The collar stays', Tooru whispered.
'Right here?' Tobio's voice came out hoarse and heavy with desire.
'Right here', Tooru said, taking off his clothes and shifting on all fours for Tobio.