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Embryo	By : kawaiikyo Category: > Die/Kyo Views: 2492 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction! I do not know Dir en grey, and I do not profit from these writings.

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Weeks after the encounter with Die, Kyo had gone about his life semi-normally. Working at the club did put a strain on his school work, but he managed. He had slept through a couple classes, only having gotten two or three hours of sleep during the night, and got all the notes anyway along with the work. He finished the homework during lunch so he wouldn’t have to worry with it after school so he could just go to the club once school let out. He heard chatter from other kids, talking about him, even though they didn’t know he was “Kyo.” They only knew him as “Tooru.”

Pulling out his phone, Kyo started typing a text to Die. He had gotten the redhead’s phone number after their encounter at the club. “Hey, school’s almost out, pick me up in 30 min. When you talk to me out side of the club, call me Tooru, my real name, not Kyo. Only people at the club know me as Kyo, so I don’t want to blow my cover. Could be bad with my family.” Pressing send, he closed his phone and sat it beside him as he did his homework, waiting for the vibration to tell him he received a message from the redhead.

Die startled slightly, hearing his text tone going off. He skimmed over the words and began typing a reply. “Got it. Be there soon.” As he was typing, the redhead was pulling on his shoes and scooping up his car keys. He locked the house door behind him and walked out to the car, settling in and starting it.

The rest of the day went easily, getting homework and doing it in class before sleeping until the bell signaled the end of the day. Kyo went to his locker and stuffed all of his books in there before pulling out another bag and slinging it over his shoulder and shutting his locker. He went out to the front of the school and flipped open his phone, typing out a text.

“We’re out, where are you? I’m at the front entrance.” He sat down on the steps as he sent the message and closed his phone, looking around for the redhead. The blond had already told Die what school he went to so the redhead would know where to pick him up from.

Jeez, the kid looked bummed out, Die thought as he scanned the front of the school and spotted Kyo. He was all slouchy-looking sitting on the steps, holding his bag. His phone went off and he read the message quickly. Flicking his gaze around, he pressed on the horn lightly. The blond’s head snapped in that direction and he rose from the stoop, heading toward the car.

Moving from the steps, Kyo walked to the car and opened the door, sitting in the front passengers’ side before shutting the door and buckling the seat belt. “You know how to get there, right?” The blond’s voice was strained, one could tell he didn’t get much sleep the night before. He placed his bag down on the floor next to his feet.

“I’m pretty sure. You sound tired,” Die commented, giving the boy a quick once-over. Kyo looked like he needed a nap. He started the car again, turning his attention to the vehicle for a moment. “If I feed you, will you still fit into those kinky clothes?” Die frowned slightly, thinking that the garments seemed uncomfortable.

“Yeah, it’ll be okay. Usually when I get to the club, I take a nap and get something to eat before it’s time to go on.” Kyo nodded slightly. “I’ll show you the back rooms when we get there and then we can talk to the owner guy of the place about you being my permanent master then. Well, for at least as long as either of us are willing to go, really.”

“So, do you want me to grab you something while we’re out or what?” Die asked, preparing to make a turn. “And about that master thing—how does that work out? What do I do?” The redhead raised an eyebrow slightly; unsure of exactly what he had gotten himself into.

“You just have to tell me what to do when we’re on stage. Don’t be afraid to use the crop, I like to disobey every now and then. It’s up to the master if I’m allowed to cum or not, so it’ll be up to you if I get to find release or not. Most of the time, my masters don’t let me. All throughout the night, you’ll be my master until either we leave or the place closes, most likely when we leave. I’ll need a ride back home since my parents don’t know about me doing this.” Kyo sighed deeply and rested his head on the window. “And as for the food, that would be great. I could eat when we get to the club then.”

“Alright…” Die said, scouting out a burger joint for lack of any other inspiration. He ordered the kid a burger and a drink, meanwhile, busying his head with the idea of playing like the dominating master of someone else. If he got up there with Kyo—Tooru, whatever his name was—would he be able to do what the blond was telling him to?

While Die was busying himself with that, Kyo fell asleep with his head resting on the glass of the window. His hands were in his lap, one still gripping the bag strings loosely. He let out a sigh in his sleep, his leg twitching softly and his hand dropping the bag strings completely.

The redhead placed the paper bag between himself and the boy, hearing it crackling as he pushed it firmly into place to prevent it from turning over. He took another look at the blond and found that he had fallen asleep. Why on Earth a kid would try to juggle moonlighting as some sex doll on top of school was beyond him. After a moment longer of driving, he spotted the building, thinking that it looked far less sinister in the light. “Kyo,” he said gently, reaching over and touching the boy’s knee.

Kyo shifted slightly and gave a groan as he brought a hand up to rub his eyes. He yawned and stretched, looking over at Die. His eyes spotted the building out of the redhead’s window and reached down to grab his bag. “Sorry, I just couldn’t resist it.” He spoke up, referring to the nap. “Thanks Die.” His hand went to the bag and slung it on his back while holding the paper bag.

Climbing out of the car, he stood and stretched his legs and arms once more.
Die switched the car off and got out, snagging the blond’s drink before locking the doors. He stuffed the keys into his pocket, going around the front of the vehicle and stepping to Kyo’s side and offering the cup. “Lead the way,” the redhead said, getting cold feet to a certain degree.

Nodding, the blond moved to the back entrance and went inside. The back rooms were much like bedrooms, so Kyo found his normal one and tossed his things on the bed before taking his bag to the small table and chair that were there and opened them up. He gestured to the other chair for the redhead to join him as he started eating. Soon enough, the owner of the club came into the room and greeted Kyo and Die, having already learned about Die from the blond a few nights previous.

The redhead greeted the man pleasantly enough and they talked for another moment before the guy left. The blond was halfway through the burger Die had bought by then. He stood awkwardly, unsure of what to do with himself. What he was feeling roughly equated to stage fright and he hated it. “How do you get up there and do all of those things?” Die asked, glancing at Kyo.

“I don’t know, but it feels fucking amazing, so I just ignore the stares. Sometimes it’s a huge turn on when they watch me, but other times, I just ignore them.” Kyo shrugged slightly before he finished off the burger and his drink. “I’m going to take a nap now; I have my phone alarm set for when I have to get up.” He said, turning it on. “That’s also when I have to take my pill, so I have to get up by then.” Kyo said, referring to the birth control pill he took every day.

Somehow, Die had trouble believing Kyo’s reasoning. How could someone so young think things through like that? The redhead became slightly more uncomfortable and he sat down in a chair, resting uneasily there for a moment as he watched the boy getting ready to lie down.

The blond slept peacefully for a few hours before his phone alarm went off and woke him. He got up and went through his bag after turning off the alarm and pulled out his birth control. Taking out a pill and popping it into his mouth, he swallowed it and pulled out his stage clothes. The boy stripped of his normal clothes and pulled on his boots, latched on his collar, and slipped into his corset. “Hey Die. Can you help me with this? I can’t get it tied in the back.” He asked as he pulled out the leash and set it on the bed along with his cloak.

“Sure,” Die said, stepping up and grasping the laces with a slight degree of hesitation. He tightened it carefully until Kyo informed him to stop before tying it securely. The redhead’s gaze wandered downward, over the blond’s rounded ass. Somehow, seeing the boy in these clothes took the edge off the guilt Die felt.

“Thanks.” He grabbed up the lead and clipped it on his collar and handed the handle to Die. Taking up his cloak, Kyo draped it around himself and stood next to Die. The boy looked at the clock in the room and sighed. “The box of toys for the night will be at the stage along with the crop. They’ll be on the floor, so you’ll have to get them before we go on. Just don’t worry about anything and just ignore everyone in the room and command me to do things you want to see me do.”

“You realize this seems easier said than done,” Die said, getting a little agitated. He really should have thought things through better than he did. If he had, he probably wouldn’t be involved with any of this shit in the first place. Ordering this virutal stranger to do the things he thought were sexy just seemed far too strange, all of a sudden. Hot, no doubt, but still strange.

“Well, it’s either do it, or you’re gone. I’m sorry, but I can’t have someone that doesn’t know how to take charge.” Kyo shrugged, though he would be sad about the ordeal, it was true. He needed someone who could take charge and command him to do things for the show. If he didn’t have someone to do that, the show would fall apart.

For some reason, that pissed Die off. True, he liked the kid well enough, but not enough to let something that made him angry slip. The handle of that damned leash was still in the redhead’s grasp, so he wrapped around his fist and yanked it more roughly than he meant to. “Go, then—get out there and I’ll take fucking charge of you, princess,” the outburst startled its owner, but Die wasn’t about to let that show.

The blond almost fell forward onto the redhead before he looked at him, impressed. “Much better. Keep it that way. And the princess, that’s icing on the cake.” Kyo smirked, knowing that maybe now Die would actually learn to do this right. He walked next to Die as they walked out to the stage and couches around the stage. The boy took a seat close to the stage and pointed to the box and crop for Die to get on the stage.

Dropping the lead, Die complied with the boy, still genuinely agitated, however. The crop was the thing that interested him the most at that moment. He turned it thoughtfully in his fingers before wrapping his hand around it. The redhead felt his jaw clench slightly as he returned to the blond. He had a brief urge to smack him with the crop, just to see what happened, but he resisted.

Kyo could tell that Die wanted to hit him; he just had to egg the other on further on stage. He wouldn’t listen to the first command and see where it got him. The announcer stepped onstage and announced Kyo to go onstage with Die. He stood and let the drape covering his body drop to the ground, letting Die take the lead and take him to the stage and step up on it. However, when he got there, he didn’t kneel down or sit like he was supposed to.

“Get down there,” Die said, recalling how it went before. When the blond blatantly disregarded his order, the redhead made a sound of displeasure. “What the fuck are you doing?” he hissed, setting down the box full of toys in front of Kyo.

The boy held back a smirk and shrugged. “You have to make me, and right now, I don’t want to.” He crossed his arms and shifted his weight on his feet. The crowd knew what he was doing, as one regular called out. “Put the bitch in his place! Use the crop!” Others cheered with the man as they egged Die on.

Fuck, Die thought to himself. For a moment, he had stopped being angry, but that was gone by then. “You’re going to wish you had listened.” The redhead circled the boy once, stopping behind him. Finally, he satisfied his curiosity about the riding crop when he delivered a swift pop to the blond’s bare ass.
Quickly, a red mark rose to the white surface and Die felt no guilt in quickly giving it a companion. “Get down there, now.” When he was ignored yet again, he reached out and grabbed a handful of blond and urged the kid down, seething. Damn it—he felt abusive.

‘Much much better.’ Kyo thought as he smirked; getting down on his knees. He took up the box and opened it, pulling out the usual affects. It was up to Die in what order he had to use them and how. With the toys out, he sat the box aside and watched as a few other things were placed on the stage. Balloons filled with water, some ice, water, and some large syringes. It seemed tonight was the water sports night.

The vibrators and shit, Die had been prepared for, but the balloons, he had not. It was obvious that he would have to think on his feet. Even more importantly, he would have to keep Kyo listening. Die had a vague feeling that if the kid kept things up, he was going to wind up humiliating him or something to that effect. Truly, though, he was then having difficulty figuring out how to get started. Where was his imagination when he needed it?

‘Let’s see how he deals with this…” Kyo thought as he brought his fingers to his lips, licking them before letting them settle on his clit. He started pleasuring himself, mewling lewdly and not trying to hide it from Die. The boy wanted to see if Die would keep the act up and discipline him when needed.
For a moment, Die stood there, watching. He almost protested to the blond masturbating until an idea popped into his head. Relaxing slightly, he observed the boy, acting as though there was no great rush. Personally, he didn’t feel that way, but he felt as if maybe he portrayed it. A faint shiver ran down Die’s spine as he watched Kyo touching himself, and he stood, idly tapping the end of the riding crop against the leg of his jeans.

Letting his finger move down to tease his opening, Kyo smeared around the fluids there that gathered. He was already becoming very wet. Bringing his fingers up to his mouth again, he licked them and pulled them into his mouth, suckling on them and letting them get slick with saliva before pulling his fingers away and letting them go back to his pussy. Pushing two in, he moaned and started working them inside himself, stroking the walls firmly and mewling, twitching slightly.

Luckily, Die was familiar enough with Kyo to know that it wouldn’t take the blond long at all to get off. For a second longer, the redhead hesitated to move. At last, he moved forward and smacked a pale thigh with the crop firmly. “Get your fingers out of there, bitch.” He had to fight the urge to smile.

Gasping softly, Kyo complied and pulled his fingers from his cunt. Bringing his fingers back up, he suckled on them as he waited for another order. He looked around thoughtfully to the things placed on the stage. What would Die do first?
The redhead’s gaze went to the ice and he smirked. It had been provided for Kyo and it would be rude for it to be wasted. “Put some in your cunt, princess—you’re getting too hot,” he ordered, gesturing to the ice. He swished the crop threateningly by his leg, wondering if he had to use it again. He hoped not, on some level.

‘Keep talking like that and you’ll get anything you want.’ The boy thought as he moved over to the bowl of ice, crawling on his hands and knees. He sat down, knees spread wide as he took a piece of ice between his fingers. Teasing his entrance with the ice, he hesitated before pushing it into his cunt. He gasped harshly and mewled, jerking slightly before taking another piece and doing the same. The blond was shaking slightly as he managed to slip four pieces into his pussy so far.

“Cooled down?” Die chuckled. He stepped to the other side of the boy and looked down at the assortment of devices Kyo had available. “Grab the bullet,” he said, nodding at a vibrator and waiting for the blond to react. “Use it until you think all of that ice has had time to melt in there.”

“How, master? Should I put it in my cunt or tease my clit with it?” Kyo asked with a little shudder in his voice. A shiver went up his spine as he sighed softly, the ice making him so very cold, but he loved it so very much. Taking up the bullet and the remote, he turned it on, putting it on a low setting and held it.

“Put it on your clit,” Die specified, watching the boy. Idly, he tapped the end of the crop in the palm of his hand. On some level, this was very entertaining to the redhead. “Turn it up,” he added after a moment, “You can take more than that, bitch.”

Kyo loved the tone in Die’s voice and it caused another shudder to run up his spine. He put the bullet on his clit and turned the dial up high, jolting as it vibrated hard. Mewling loudly and writhing, he felt a little bit of water seep out of his pussy as the ice melted. The boy laid back, his back arching from the stage as he moved the bullet slightly over his clit, moving it down to tease his entrance before bringing it back on his clit.

For a few long moments, Die watched the blond. It was sexy to actually have the boy listen to him, he found. The redhead’s pants felt uncomfortably tight as he observed and he swallowed hard. The blond’s body seemed torn between pushing against the toy and keeping the sensitive area away from the vibrations. When the boy arched up, a few droplets of water shimmered dimly on the stage in the diffused lights. “You think that it’s melted yet?” he asked, lightly tapping the blond on the inner thigh with the crop.

“Yes, master, it is.” He forced out, mewling softly as his body shook, fighting to keep the liquid inside him so he wouldn’t make a mess of the stage, knowing Die hadn’t told him he could let it out. Kyo looked up at Die, loving the dominance radiating off of the redhead.

“Show me,” Die ordered, swatting the other leg. “Push for me—all I had better see is water. No ice.” With fascination, he watched as the other complied and a weak stream of water trickled out of the blond’s cunt and into a slight puddle on the surface of the stage. “That’s a good bitch,” he praised, “You’ve earned something. Pick a toy out.” He desperately wanted Kyo to make a mess of the
stage with his squirting. That was something that he wanted everyone in the club to see that night.

Sighing softly, the blond reached over and took up the angled dildo that was rather large, and turned the vibrator on it to test it. It shook hard in his hands, making him smirk. As well as vibrating, it lit up and circled through the colors of a rainbow. He held it up to Die and gave him a pleading look.

“Go on,” Die encouraged, observing and pacing slowly. “Nobody’s going to stop you. You have all the time in the world,” the redhead paused briefly, “For that matter; you don’t stop until you make a mess like a slut.” A shiver ran down his spine as he thought about watching it happen.

The boy nodded quickly and got on his hands and shoulders. With his ass in the air, he moved the dildo so the tip was positioned at his entrance and pushed in. A shudder went up his spine and turned on the vibrator, mewling loudly as he started moving it slowly. He picked up the pace and kept at it until he felt like he was going to squirt. His mewls got louder as he pushed back against it urgently. The feeling grew stronger as he worked so hard at finding release.

“There you go, bitch,” Die crooned at the blond, leering down at the boy. His stomach was tensed with lust and he couldn’t help but groan inwardly. With the crop, he reached over and grazed the blond’s ass gently. Kyo was moving to accommodate the toy jerkily and it was obvious that he was about to spray. The redhead lifted the crop slightly and brought it down hard across the pale expanse of the boy’s rear, enjoying the crisp sound.

The boy cried out, pulling the dildo from his cunt and squirted; his body tensing and shaking as he sprayed load after load onto the stage. He made odd sounds as he did so, twitching and writhing about the stage as he rode out the remainders of his post-orgasmic bliss. Finally, he collapsed onto the stage and panted roughly, twitching every now and then.

Slightly nudging the blond’s ass with his shoe, Die smirked. There was quite a bit of liquid underneath Kyo’s body. “Did you get enough, princess?” The redhead smiled down at the kid, his gaze shifting to the vibrator buzzing abandoned on the stage. He crouched and picked it up, turning it off. “Answer me—did you or do you need more?”

“Yes master, I need more.” He panted out, shifting slightly and cringing at the feeling of his own juices slicking his skin. It felt so weird, but it was such a turn on. Kyo shifted to sit up, and turn, facing the redhead and looked up at him pleadingly. The boy didn’t know what the redhead had planned, but whatever it was, he knew that he would love every bit of it.

Die debated for a moment, feeling his pulse going faster as he contemplated what he wanted to do. Finally, he got the nerve and stood upright, fingers going to his pants. He unfastened them and extracted his cock, gripping it his hand. “Ass up,” he ordered, stomach turning with exhilaration.

Turning, the boy got on his knees and shoulders again, pushing his ass in the air high. Kyo loved the way Die was being so commanding with him. The way the redhead was working was so different than any of the other masters he had before. The audience liked the change and so did Kyo. Die was definitely a keeper.

Settling behind Kyo, Die reached out and popped the boy’s rear. His other hand finally released the crop and it clattered on the surface of the stage. He positioned his cock against Kyo’s cunt and pushed inside quickly, not hesitating to start pumping himself in and out of the blond right then. Damn it, the kid wanted it rough and he was going to get it.

Moans and mewls came out easily as the blonds’ hands went flat on the stage, clawing at it slightly. He pushed back against Die, his passage clamping around the redhead’s cock. He pushed back against Die as he thrust in him, feeling that odd feeling once more. It grew as every push the redhead made stroked his G-spot perfectly.

At that moment, Die was in a strange mindset. He really did not care about the pace he was going at or the force he was using. He was just enthralled by the sound of his hips slapping Kyo’s ass and quickly succumbing to the tight, warm grip of the boy’s cunt as he pounded into him. “Come on, bitch,” he ground out roughly, “Squirt for me.” He pushed in deeply again, repeating the motion as swiftly as possible.

Kyo mewled loudly before it turned into a squeal and he came, squirting out onto the stage as his seed spurted out onto the stage. He clawed at the stage as he squirted load after load. Slumping, he panted heavily and fought to keep his ass in the air, wanting to feel Die’s hot cum filling his cunt.

Fuck— that was hot and damned good timing in Die’s opinion. The redhead bore his cock in to the hilt, feeling his semen spurting out of him and into the blond’s pussy. He gave a few final thrusts, enjoying the way Kyo’s cunt was milking him as he finished.

A moan passed Kyo’s lips as he collapsed on the stage, panting roughly as he turned over onto his back. He reached out to Die, asking for assistance to stand, hoping Die would help him up. When the other helped him up he clung as he stabilized himself. He gave a bow as the club members applauded them and announced Die as his permanent master. They left the stage and Kyo was handed his cloak as the stage was cleaned off for the next show. The boy draped his cloak around his shoulders, feeling a little bit of cum seep out of his pussy.

Out of the moment, Die finally began feeling some remorse for everything he had done to that kid up there on the stage. Kyo led the way back to his room quietly and the redhead’s guilt only increased. Had he overstepped some boundaries, maybe? He hoped not.

Once they were back in the room, Kyo collapsed on the bed and sighed heavily. “My God, you were amazing. Best master I’ve ever had. You’re the first one to make me this tired. None of my other masters have done that, and it seems like the audience approves too.” Kyo smirked softly, watching Die. “Seems like you finally grew some balls.”

Die made a faint noise of annoyance and flipped the boy off, smiling however. “So, what,” he asked, seating himself on the edge of the boy’s bed, “We just do this every time you go on?” The redhead was not completely certain that he could do every time like he had that night. It was hot, though.

“Every night, there’s always a different fetish that’s highlighted for the night. Any night I go on, it’s up to you to mix it up and figure out how to use that fetish in our act.” He clarified before he burrowed into the bed and hugged a pillow close and curled around it. Kyo felt comfortable and he didn’t want to move right now, sleep wanted to claim him fast.

There was certainly a lot of variety involved, then, Die mused to himself. That was probably part of the allure to Kyo—the ability to explore all of that shit without fear of judgment from anybody in attendance. He would get the hang of it, though. It sounded good to him.

“For now, I need to get changed and go home. It’s three in the morning and I need sleep, I have school tomorrow. Can you drive me home? I’ll give you directions.” He asked as he moved to the edge of the bed and sat up, digging into his bag and pulling out his school uniform and started changing into it.

“I drove you here,” Die said, “It would be rude of me not to get you home.” That seemed a little chivalrous and ill-placed, all things considered. Should he walk the kid to the door and kiss him good night? Apologize for breaking curfew? The redhead almost laughed. “Sure, whenever you’re ready.”

“Thanks. I had an amazing night; you’re definitely going to be my master. Maybe tomorrow, since I have off here, do you want to hang out maybe?” It felt odd for Kyo to be asking, but he knew that since Die was going to be his master, he might as well get to know the man.

“That sounds nice,” Die said, nodding his head. He certainly would not mind spending time with the kid outside of this place. That would probably be better, honestly. “Just let me know by tomorrow and I’ll pick you up.”

“Alright.” Kyo gave a small, nervous smile as he slung his bag over his shoulder. “Well, I’m ready when you are.” He shrugged his shoulder slightly and led the way out of the back entrance. Spotting Die’s car, he walked over to it and climbed in when the doors were unlocked.

Following suit, Die got in and started the car up. Kyo gave him directions to where he lived and the redhead followed them fairly easily. The bland quality of a moment like that car ride was a far cry from the heated, unpredictable aspect of the club. When they arrived, he felt a little unsure of what to do.

“I’ll give you a text when I’m ready and you can pick me up from here.” Kyo informed before gathering his things. He leaned over to Die and gave him a kiss goodnight. With that, he climbed out of the car and waved the redhead off and entered his house quietly, far too eager to see the redhead again.

Die left once he was certain that Kyo had gotten inside safely. He was looking forward to seeing Kyo, but somehow, dropping the kid off in the dead of night was very different from picking him up in broad daylight. Fuck it, though. What did he care?
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