[Even being able to sense Knives' presence waiting and then heading for him the moment the door is open, does nothing to lessen how caught off guard and immediately disarmed he is when Knives pounces.
Breathless with adrenaline the moment his back is shoved into the wall, and then with the shock of pain and arousal when he's bitten, all Legato can do is nod in compliance.
As soon as he is released, he moves to obey. He normally does everything he can to keep as many layers of clothing covering as much of his body as possible, but this he will undress with little hesitation over.]
[Knives gives him space to undress and leaves to go get some lube from their bedroom. When he returns, he hopes that he's greeted by the sight of an exposed and bent over Legato.]
[Despite all of his automatic hesitation over this kind of exposure--he can't help the memories it brings back--he has done what Knives has asked. And if he keeps reminding himself of all of the reasons he's doing it, all of the approval and praise Knives has been heaping on him lately, he might even stay calm while doing it.]
[Legato draws in a deep, measured breath as he's groped, keeping himself calm--while also maybe silently cursing the way that Knives loves to make sure that he's focused solidly on the present. It takes him a minute to decide what to say.]
[Of all the things that have happened lately, this is what reminds him most of the worst time in his life. Exposed and inspected and toyed with like this... he clenches his jaw against it and doesn't answer.
It's a test. Everything is always a test, and he wants to stick to the agreement they'd so recently made, so he keeps his mouth shut and suffers the humiliation.]
[Maybe it's the lingering burn of humiliation that has him feeling a little less passive and polite than usual. Whatever it is, he turns his head a little, not enough to actually look back at Knives but the sentiment is there. His voice is a little sardonic when he answers.]
...Do you want to hear me go on about how I think about you when you're not around? Would you like me to tell you that I imagine you when I'm with other people in this city?
[Knives bends over Legato then, the movement too fast to be human. He is still fully clothed and the fabric presses into Legato's back. He pushes against Legato, rubbing his body into the couch. His mouth is by Legato's ears.]
[He suffers the pressure and chafe of fabric on both sides of him with another measured breath. And with Knives so close, he can keep his voice low and soft when he answers, just a hint of a flat smile trying to egg him on.]
It is the truth. You're in my head all the time, now. Every part of you.
[Knives turns his head so that he can nip at Legato's ear.]
Good.
[He rubs against Legato once more, grinding him against the couch again. He likes having that control of Legato's body, even more because he knows it has to be uncomfortable.]
I want you to like it. I want knowing that I come inside of you to bring you so much ecstasy you can't stand it.
[It's even more uncomfortable because even with this little bit of manipulation and teasing, he can feel himself already stiffening against the fabric. Knives's weight and the words that he's feeding Legato press a breath out of him, almost half of a laugh.
And normally Legato tends to be so quiet in these situations, but... if Knives seems like he wants to hear him talk, he'll talk.]
Hn. I had thought that was the case, but I like making you say it.
[He rubs his groin against Legato, letting him feel how hard he's gotten. Even with his clothes between them, it's easy to feel how much he is enjoying keeping Legato like this.]
I want to take the time to train you to come when I come inside of you, even if you're not being touched in other ways. I want to make it so that when I use you that way you can't help yourself.
[In truth, part of that 'training' would be on him as well, as he would have to learn how to fuck Legato in ways that drove him to that place.]
[Truthfully, Legato had never been fucked that way, so it's a little impossible for him to imagine. He'd always been used strictly for someone else's satisfaction, there had only ever been rare glimmers of pleasure enough to make something like that possible.
But with the way Knives was grinding on him and teasing him with his words, he's inclined to believe anything is possible. There's finally a conflicted, vaguely frustrated noise as he's caught between crowded discomfort and the wonderful electricity already beginning to liven up in his nerves.]
[He's a little relieved to be allowed to focus more on present matters and not this other tantalizing, mystifying desire of his master. He can focus on what Knives is setting his mind to do right now, and finally being able to put a little bit of space between himself and couch, for however long Knives allows it.]
[Knives undresses and drops his clothes on the ground by their feet. He trails a hand over Legato's ass again before reaches for the lube. When he opens it he warms it over his fingers first.]
[Especially having a moment not trapped against fabric, Legato finally has room to dwell on the anticipation of the situation. Having been teased and bossed around a little, now being given an order, another visible shiver of arousal runs through him before he reaches back to obey.]
[Knives makes a sound of approval as he reaches out and spreads that lube over Legato's hole. His fingers circle over him before he presses one in to spread the lube more.]
[And there is another one of those sounds that Knives had been hoping to hear again. A small, low sound both of gratitude and frustration. Being teased with just a little bit of pleasure sinking into him and nothing more, left waiting for the rest while the feeling of heat spreads out into his limbs and over his skin. Not feeling quite so cold anymore.]
[That encourages Knives to push in deeper. He curls his finger to help stretch and prepare Legato's body. After a while, he adds another finger, and then after that one has spread him more he adds another.
When three fingers can fit comfortably he pushes his hand in and out of Legato, enjoying the way it looks when they disappear inside of Legato's body.
His own body is hot with desire. His free hand strokes at his own half-hard cock, bringing himself to a full erection.]
[With how hard he's getting from just having Knives's fingers working in him, he can't help but wonder if that "idea" might eventually be more possible than he'd originally thought. The simple thought of Knives using him for exactly what he wants, somehow finding pleasure in him of all things, is something he could get off to.
His breath is picking up in speed when Knives begins to move in and out of him, getting lost in the sensation and anticipation for more.]
[Legato's body so easily opens to him. It's intoxicating how desperate Legato can be for him even now, training him to be even more willing just makes Knives's nerves feel like they're on fire.
He can't wait anymore. He moves closer and removes his fingers from Legato.
He rubs more lube on his cock before he lines up their bodies. His rubs against Legato a few more times before pushing in.]
[With a measured gasp at the sensation of it, Legato braces against the couch to compensate for the motion. With how lost he is in the sense of yielding to his master as much as he can, he can't hope to catch the low, gratified sound that leaves him.
The thing that sends the greatest thrill through him is that Knives is in control of everything, like this. Knives can fuck him as deeply as he wants, choose his pace, try and find what he likes best. He can take whatever he wants.]
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Breathless with adrenaline the moment his back is shoved into the wall, and then with the shock of pain and arousal when he's bitten, all Legato can do is nod in compliance.
As soon as he is released, he moves to obey. He normally does everything he can to keep as many layers of clothing covering as much of his body as possible, but this he will undress with little hesitation over.]
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Isn't that a thing to be greeted by.
[His hand slides down and gropes Legato's ass.]
Tell me how you feel right now.
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Cold.
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You look cold. And exposed.
I like it. [He slaps Legato's ass once, enjoying the sharp sound in the air.]
I almost want to tell you to remain naked every time we're home alone.
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It's a test. Everything is always a test, and he wants to stick to the agreement they'd so recently made, so he keeps his mouth shut and suffers the humiliation.]
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Legato...
Do you enjoy having my cock inside of you? Since we started doing this, is it something you tolerate to appease me or do you actually enjoy it?
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...Do you want to hear me go on about how I think about you when you're not around? Would you like me to tell you that I imagine you when I'm with other people in this city?
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I want to hear the truth.
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It is the truth. You're in my head all the time, now. Every part of you.
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Good.
[He rubs against Legato once more, grinding him against the couch again. He likes having that control of Legato's body, even more because he knows it has to be uncomfortable.]
I want you to like it. I want knowing that I come inside of you to bring you so much ecstasy you can't stand it.
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And normally Legato tends to be so quiet in these situations, but... if Knives seems like he wants to hear him talk, he'll talk.]
I want it. I only want you.
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[He rubs his groin against Legato, letting him feel how hard he's gotten. Even with his clothes between them, it's easy to feel how much he is enjoying keeping Legato like this.]
I want to take the time to train you to come when I come inside of you, even if you're not being touched in other ways. I want to make it so that when I use you that way you can't help yourself.
[In truth, part of that 'training' would be on him as well, as he would have to learn how to fuck Legato in ways that drove him to that place.]
Do you think you could do that?
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But with the way Knives was grinding on him and teasing him with his words, he's inclined to believe anything is possible. There's finally a conflicted, vaguely frustrated noise as he's caught between crowded discomfort and the wonderful electricity already beginning to liven up in his nerves.]
I would try.
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That's what I want to try with you. [It's the thing he was talking about on the network.
He'll have to do research on how such a thing is even possible, but for now.]
I'm going to undress so that I can fuck you now.
[Legato had asked that he always tell him what he wanted, so he explains what he's doing as he starts unfastening his belt.]
I don't expect you to be able to do any of that just yet, but right now I want to be inside of you for my own pleasure.
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[He's a little relieved to be allowed to focus more on present matters and not this other tantalizing, mystifying desire of his master. He can focus on what Knives is setting his mind to do right now, and finally being able to put a little bit of space between himself and couch, for however long Knives allows it.]
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Spread your ass for me.
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When three fingers can fit comfortably he pushes his hand in and out of Legato, enjoying the way it looks when they disappear inside of Legato's body.
His own body is hot with desire. His free hand strokes at his own half-hard cock, bringing himself to a full erection.]
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His breath is picking up in speed when Knives begins to move in and out of him, getting lost in the sensation and anticipation for more.]
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He can't wait anymore. He moves closer and removes his fingers from Legato.
He rubs more lube on his cock before he lines up their bodies. His rubs against Legato a few more times before pushing in.]
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The thing that sends the greatest thrill through him is that Knives is in control of everything, like this. Knives can fuck him as deeply as he wants, choose his pace, try and find what he likes best. He can take whatever he wants.]
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