Chapter 4: Pinch Point One
Yelling, screaming and shouting was heard from level 13 of CSOP, Merak's Tech Company.
There Ombre was, getting beaten by his manager, Kaito, all because his body was sore from... a certain experience.
Ombre was curled up on the floor, his metal wings retracting to protect his body, as Kaito stood over him, his face red with anger.
"Get up, you useless piece of shit!" Kaito shouted, kicking Ombre's robotic leg. "You're supposed to be our best coder, and you can't even get this simple task done!"
Ombre winced, trying to pull himself up, but his body was too sore. "I-I'm sorry, Kaito," he stammered, his voice shaking. I just need a moment to rest."
Kaito scoffed, his eyes narrowing. "A moment to rest? If you're going to sell that body of yours, then maybe..." He grabbed Ombre, pining him on his own desk. "I'll do the same."
Ombre gasped as he felt the man grind against him. "S-sir, p-please-"
Kaito gripped the poor mutant's neck harder. "You're pathetic, Ombre. You're a disgrace to this company. And to think, I once thought you were special."
Ombre's eyes widened in fear and pain. He tried to struggle, but Kaito was too strong. His robotic arm was no match for the man's brute force. He could feel his breath growing shallow, his vision starting to blur.
Suddenly, the door to the office burst open, and Merak stormed in, his face a mask of rage. "What the fuck are you doing, Kaito?" he growled, his voice like thunder.
Kaito turned, his grip on Ombre's neck loosening slightly. "S-sir!" He explained, his eyes widening as he saw the CEO.
"I-I was just-"
Merak cut him off, his eyes never leaving Kaito's face. "Just what, Kaito? Harassing my employee? Assaulting him? You're lucky I didn't fire you on the spot."
Kaito's face paled, but he tried to maintain his composure. "I was just-"
"Just what?" Merak interrupted again, his voice like ice. "Just trying to motivate him? Is that what you call it? Because from where I'm standing, it looks like you were trying to hurt him."
Katio dropped Ombre to the floor, leaving him gasping for breath.
Merak rushed to his side, helping him up gently. he asked, his voice filled with concern.
Ombre nodded, wincing slightly as he leaned against Merak. "Y-yes, I'm fine," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you, Merak."
Merak's eyes flashed with anger as he turned back to Kaito. "Get out of my sight," he growled. "You're fired."
Kaito's face paled, but he didn't move. "B-but, sir-"
"Now," Merak snapped, his voice brooking no argument.
Kaito hesitated for a moment before nodding and slinking out of the office, leaving Merak and Ombre alone.
Merak turned his attention back to Ombre, his expression softening. "Are you really okay?" he asked, his voice gentle. "I can't believe he did that to you."
Ombre nodded, taking a deep breath. "I'm okay, Merak. Thank you for... for stopping him."
Merak's eyes flashed with anger again. "I should have stopped him sooner. I had no idea he was capable of something like this."
Ombre put a hand on Merak's arm, giving it a gentle squeeze. "It's not your fault, Merak. He always does this."
Merak paused. His eyes wide with shock. "Say that again." Merak's voice was low, his eyes narrowed as he stared at Ombre, disbelief etched on his face.
Ombre sighed, his tail swishing nervously behind him. "He always does this, Merak. He's been like this for years. I've just learned to... to deal with it."
Merak's jaw clenched, his hands balled into fists at his sides. "Deal with it? Ombre, that's not okay. He's your manager, not your abuser."
Ombre looked down, his cheeks flushing. "But, I-"
"No buts." Merak gently picked Ombre up. "After... a couple nights ago, when we... y'know..."
Ombre blushed, realizing what he was talking about. "Yeah, I remember..."
"Well," Merak continued, "Me and Ankoku... got on better terms after that night."
Ombre nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "I'm glad you two did."
"Me too," Merak said, his voice softening as he looked at Ombre. "But that's not the point. The point is, I can't believe you've been dealing with this for so long and never said anything."
Ombre shrugged, looking away. "What was I supposed to say? He's my manager, and I need this job."
Merak's grip on Ombre tightened, his voice filled with anger. "You should have said something to me. I'm your friend, Ombre. And I'm the CEO of this building. You think I can't just make you my assistant? I love you, darling. Hell, if you live with me and Ankoku-"
Merak started, but Ombre cut him off.
"Merak, I can't just-"
"Shh," Merak hushed him, putting a finger on Ombre's lips. "Just listen to me. You're not safe here, not with Kaito gone and who knows who else he's poisoned against you. And I can't bear the thought of you being alone, not after what happened."
Ombre looked into Merak's eyes, seeing the genuine concern and affection there. He took a deep breath, considering the offer.
"And Ankoku?" he asked softly.
Merak chuckled. "Ankoku's a big boy. He can handle it."
Ombre giggled, "Big Boy? Seriously?" Ombre raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Big Boy? You know, for a CEO, you're surprisingly... human."
Merak laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Well, Ombre, I may be a CEO, but I'm still just a man. And I'm not afraid to show it."
Ombre's smirk turned into a full-blown smile, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I like that about you, Merak. It's refreshing."
Merak's expression softened as he looked at Ombre, his heart swelling with affection. "And I like that about you, Ombre. You're so... real.
You're so genuine, so unpretentious. It's a breath of fresh air in this world of cutthroat business and fake smiles."
Ombre blushed at the compliment, looking down at his hands. "Thank you, Merak. That... that means a lot to me."
Merak reached out, tilting Ombre's chin up with his fingers. "It's the truth, Ombre. And I want you to know that you're safe with me. Always."
Ombre's breath hitched at the touch, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment before opening again to meet Merak's gaze. I believe you, Merak. And I... I want to be with you.
Both of you," Ombre said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. Merak's eyes widened in surprise, but a slow smile spread across his face.
"You mean that?" he asked, his voice filled with hope.
"I do. I've never felt this way about anyone before. And I know it's... it's crazy, and we barely know each other, but-"
Merak cut him off, pressing a soft kiss to Ombre's lips. "It's not crazy, Ombre. It's called falling in love. And I feel it too. Same with Ankoku."
"S-so... can we go home now?" Ombre asked, his voice soft and tired. The day had been emotionally taxing, and he was eager to retreat to the safety and comfort of his own space.
Merak nodded, his expression gentle. "Of course, darling. Let's go."
As they walked out of the office, Ombre felt a sense of relief wash over him. He had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed, and yet so cared for. Merak's presence was a beacon of strength and comfort, and he was grateful to have him by his side.
They made their way through the bustling halls of CSOP, the usual chatter and clatter of the tech company fading into the background.
Ombre's hand was tucked securely in Merak's, and he could feel the warmth and strength of his fingers entwined with his own. Kaburamaru, the snake perched on Ombre's shoulders, seemed to sense the change in his master's demeanor and coiled around his neck, offering a comforting embrace.
As they approached the elevator, Merak pressed the button, and the doors slid open with a soft whoosh. They stepped inside, and Merak pressed the button for the parking garage. The elevator descended, the silence between them comfortable and filled with unspoken words.
Ombre looked up at Merak, his eyes meeting the CEO's gaze. "Merak, I... I just wanted to say thank you."
"No need." He leaned in, his breath hot against Ombre's ear. "We'll work that out, later." Merak said, his voice low and reassuring. "For now, let's just get you home and make sure you're okay."
Ombre nodded, leaning into Merak's touch. The elevator came to a halt with a soft ding, and the doors slid open, revealing the dimly lit parking garage. Merak led the way, his hand still holding Ombre's, as they made their way to his sleek, black sports car.
He opened the passenger door for Ombre, helping him inside before closing it gently behind him. As Merak walked around to the driver's side, Ombre took a moment to look around the car.
Someone waved their hand.
It was Ankoku!
"No shit, you guys took so long." Ankoku crawled over to Ombre, petting his hair. "Are you okay, sweetie? Aw, you poor pet..." Ankoku cooed, his voice softening as he looked at Ombre. "I can't believe that bastard laid a hand on you."
Ombre managed a small smile, his eyes meeting Ankoku's. "I'm okay, Ankoku. Thanks to Merak."
Ankoku's gaze shifted to Merak, who had just slid into the driver's seat. "You did good, Merak. I'm proud of you."
Merak chuckled, starting the car. "Thanks, Ankoku. I couldn't just stand by and watch him hurt Ombre."
Ankoku nodded, his eyes never leaving Ombre's face. "Of course not. Well, we'll be here to care for you." He leaned in, his hot breath against Ombre's neck. "Isn't that right, Merak?" Ankoku asked, his voice laced with a hint of mischief.
Merak glanced at Ankoku through the rearview mirror, a smirk playing on his lips. "Absolutely. We'll make sure you're taken care of, Ombre. No more working late nights or dealing with assholes like Kaito."
Ombre let out a soft laugh, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I appreciate that, both of you. But I do need to work. I can't just... not work."
Ankoku scoffed, "Please, darling. You're the best coder we have.
We'll find a way to make it work. We'll make sure you're safe and happy. And if that means you have to work from home or take on a different role, we'll make it happen. You're worth it, Ombre."
Ombre's eyes welled up with tears, his heart swelling with gratitude. "Thank you, Ankoku. And thank you, Merak. I... I don't know what I'd do without you both."
Merak reached over, taking Ombre's hand in his. "You don't have to worry about that, darling. We're here for you, always."
Soon, they made it to Merak and Ankoku's grand penthouse.
The elevator doors opened directly into their living room, revealing a spacious, modern apartment with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a breathtaking view of the city skyline.
Ombre stepped out of the elevator, his eyes wide with awe. "Wow," he breathed, taking in the sight before him. "This place is... incredible."
Ankoku chuckled, wrapping an arm around Ombre's waist. "Glad you like it, sweetie. Make yourself at home."
Merak walked over to the bar, pouring three glasses of wine. "Here," he said, handing one to Ombre and one to Ankoku before taking a sip of his own.
"To new beginnings."
Ombre took the glass, his fingers brushing against Merak's as he accepted it. "To new beginnings," he echoed, a soft smile playing on his lips.
Ankoku clinked his glass against theirs, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "To love and friendship. May they never fade."
Merak raised an eyebrow at Ankoku's toast, but he couldn't help but join in. "To love and friendship. May they never fade."
Ankoku and Merak took a sip, except Ombre.
He just looked at the wine, swirling it around in the glass. He was nervous, unsure of what to expect next. Merak noticed this and put his glass down, taking Ombre's hand in his.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Merak asked softly, his thumb gently rubbing circles on the back of Ombre's hand.
Ombre chuckled. "I just act... uhm... lustful when I'm drunk. I'm a lightweight." Ombre admitted, his cheeks flushing pink.
Merak and Ankoku exchanged a glance, a silent understanding passing between them. Merak squeezed Ombre's hand, a reassuring smile on his face. "Well, we'll make sure you're never drunk alone then, won't we, Ankoku?" We'll be here to keep you company, to make sure you're safe and having fun."
Ombre's eyes widened slightly, surprise etched on his face. "You... you would do that for me?"
Merak chuckled, his thumb still rubbing circles on the back of Ombre's hand.
"Of course we would, Ombre. We're not just your bosses; we're your friends. And we want to make sure you're happy and safe, no matter what."
Ombre's eyes softened, and he gave Merak's hand a gentle squeeze. That means a lot to me."
Ankoku stepped forward, his voice filled with warmth. "And don't think we won't be there to support you in other ways too. If you ever need someone to talk to, or if you just want to hang out and watch movies, we're your guys."
Ombre's lips curved into a small smile, his eyes flicking between Merak and Ankoku. "T-thanks."
Merak nodded, leaning in. "Now be a good boy and get yourself drunk for us. I want to see just how lustful you get." Merak's voice was low and husky, his eyes darkening with desire. He took the glass from Ombre's hand and placed it on Ombre's lips.
"Drink up, darling," he said, his voice low and commanding. Ombre hesitated for a moment before taking a sip, his eyes never leaving Merak's. The wine was sweet and fruity, and it warmed his throat as it slid down. He took another sip, this time a little more eagerly, feeling the alcohol start to loosen his inhibitions.
Ankoku watched them, a smirk playing on his lips. He reached out, tracing a finger along Ombre's jawline, his touch feather-light. "You're so beautiful, Ombre," he murmured, his voice filled with admiration.
"I can't wait to see you like this, all flushed and ready for us."
Ombre's breath hitched as Ankoku's finger traced a path down his neck, his touch sending shivers down his spine. He could feel the heat building between his legs, his body aching for more. He looked up at Merak, his eyes filled with a mix of nervousness and excitement.
"Merak," he whispered, his voice barely audible. I want you too."
Merak's eyes darkened with desire, and he leaned in, capturing Ombre's lips in a fierce kiss. His tongue pushed past Ombre's lips, exploring his mouth with a hunger that left Ombre gasping for breath.
Merak grabbed a bottle of wine, putting it on Ombre's lips. "Drink." Merak commanded, his voice low and husky as he pressed the bottle of wine to Ombre's lips.
"Drink, darling. Let's get you nice and tipsy so we can have some fun."
Ombre hesitated for a moment, his eyes flicking between Merak and Ankoku. But the sight of their eager faces, their eyes filled with desire and anticipation, was too much for him to resist. He took a sip of the wine, feeling the sweet liquid coat his tongue and slide down his throat. He took another sip, and then another, the alcohol starting to loosen his inhibitions and make his body feel warm and tingly.
Merak and Ankoku watched him, their eyes never leaving his face as he drank.
They could see the alcohol starting to take effect, Ombre's cheeks flushing and his eyes growing glassy. Merak's cock twitched in his pants, eager to see just how lustful Ombre could get.
"Come here, darling," Merak said, his voice low and commanding. He held out his hand, beckoning Ombre to come to him. Ombre hesitated for a moment before taking a step forward, his hand sliding into Merak's. Merak pulled him close, his hand going to the back of Ombre's neck, his fingers tangling in his hair.
"You're so fucking beautiful, Ombre," Merak murmured, his eyes never leaving Ombre's.
He leaned in, his lips capturing Ombre's in a searing kiss. Merak's hands roamed Ombre's body, his fingers tracing the lines of his muscles, his touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake.
Ankoku watched them, his eyes darkening with desire. He reached out, his hand going to Ombre's waist, pulling him back against him. "You feel so good, Ombre," he whispered, his voice low and husky. His hands roamed over Ombre's chest, his fingers tweaking his nipples through the thin fabric of his shirt.
Ombre gasped into Merak's mouth, his body arching into Ankoku's touch. He could feel the hard length of Ankoku's cock pressing against his ass, and it sent a jolt of desire straight to his own.
Merak broke the kiss, his eyes dark with lust. "Bedroom," he growled, his voice barely above a whisper. He grabbed Ombre's hand, leading him towards the bedroom, with Ankoku close behind.
Ombre stumbled slightly, the wine and the overwhelming sensations making his head spin. Merak caught him, his arm wrapping around Ombre's waist. "Easy there, darling," he murmured, his voice softening.
"Let's get you to bed." The room spun slightly, and he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. Ankoku steadied him from behind, his hands resting on his hips.
"Take it easy, sweetie," Ankoku said, his voice filled with concern. "We don't want you to get too drunk too fast."
Merak led them to the bedroom, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting a warm light over the room. The bed was large and inviting, with plush pillows and a thick comforter. Ombre's eyes widened as he took in the sight, his heart pounding with anticipation.
Or at least, tried to.
He fell over, falling onto the ground. He groaned, a loopy smile on his face.
"I'm... I'm okay," he slurred, trying to push himself up. But his limbs felt like jelly, and he couldn't seem to get a grip. He flopped back down, his eyes fluttering closed.
Merak and Ankoku exchanged a worried glance, their expressions softening. "Easy there, Ombre," Merak said, his voice gentle as he knelt down beside him. "Let's get you to the bed."
Ankoku nodded, his hands reaching out to help Merak lift Ombre. Together, they managed to get him onto the bed, his body sinking into the soft mattress.
"Careful," Ankoku said, his voice filled with concern as they laid Ombre down gently. "We don't want to hurt him."
Merak nodded, his eyes never leaving Ombre's face. "We'll take care of you, darling," he murmured, his voice soft and reassuring.
Ombre giggled, a loopy smile on his face. "Wowwa... thiz roomz so bigz..." he slurred, feeling Ankoku and Merak chuckled.
"He's so adorable, isn't he?" Ankoku said, a soft smile playing on his lips as he looked down at Ombre. "I can't believe how much he's already affected us." "He's something else, that's for sure. I've never felt this way about anyone before."
Ankoku reached out, his hand gently stroking Ombre's cheek. "Me neither. And I've been around the block a few times."
Merak chuckled, his hand joining Ankoku's on Ombre's cheek. "Well, we make a pretty good team, don't we?"
Ankoku nodded, his eyes meeting Merak's. "We do."
Ombre grumbled, rolling around in his sleep. "T-too... warm..." Despite his annoyance, he seemed to like the warmth the two men were giving him. He snuggled closer to Merak, his head resting on his chest. Merak wrapped an arm around him, holding him close. Ankoku, on the other hand, was not so easily satisfied. He leaned in, his lips brushing against Ombre's ear.
"Ombre," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "Are you sure you're okay with this? With us?"
Ombre groaned. He giggled when he saw Ankoku's face. "T... tickle monster..." He slurred, his head bonking onto Ankoku's.
"Ow," he muttered, rubbing his forehead.
"I think he's really drunk." Merak said, wrapping his arms around Ombre.
"Yeah, he is." Ankoku chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he looked down at Ombre. "But I think he's also really happy. I've never seen him like this before."
Merak nodded, his gaze softening as he looked at Ombre. And I want to keep him like this. Happy and safe."
Ankoku's expression turned serious, his eyes meeting Merak's. "I do too. We need to make sure he knows that, though. That he's not just a plaything for us, but a partner."
Merak's eyes widened slightly, surprise etched on his face. "Heh, that'd be nice."
"Yeah..." Ankoku suddenly got hit with an idea. "Remember when he called me a tickle monster?" Ankoku said, a mischievous glint in his eye. "I think we should give him a proper tickle monster experience. Something he'll never forget."
Merak raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, really? And what exactly do you have in mind?"
Ankoku grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, I was thinking we could start by tickling him until he's squirming and begging for mercy. And then, once he's nice and worked up, we could give him a little... reward."
Merak chuckled, his eyes darkening with desire. "I like the way you think, Ankoku.
But let's not forget, we need to be gentle with him. He's still new to all this," Merak said, his voice filled with concern as he looked down at Ombre, who was now snoring softly, his head still resting on Merak's chest.
Ankoku nodded, his expression softening. "Of course. We'll take it slow, make sure he's enjoying every moment."
Merak reached out, his hand gently stroking Ombre's hair. "Good. Now, let's get started." He leaned in, his fingers gently tracing a path up Ombre's side, starting from his hip and moving upwards.
Ombre groaned in his sleep, "No touchy...." He murmured. "No touchy..." Ombre's body twitched slightly, his eyes fluttering open. He looked up at Merak, his eyes still glassy from the wine, but a small smile played on his lips. "Wha-?"
Ombre's eyes widened in confusion as he looked up at Merak, his voice slurring slightly. "What are you doing?"
Merak chuckled, his fingers continuing their gentle exploration of Ombre's side. "Just having a little fun, darling. Don't worry, it's all in good fun."
Ombre's eyes narrowed slightly, his brows furrowing as he tried to process what was happening. "But... but I'm not... I'm not feeling well," he slurred, his voice filled with concern.
Ankoku leaned in, his hand gently stroking Ombre's cheek. "You're just a little tipsy, sweetie. It's nothing to worry about.
We just want to make sure you're comfortable and having a good time." Ankoku's voice was soothing, his thumb gently rubbing circles on Ombre's cheek.
Ombre's eyes fluttered closed, his body relaxing slightly under their touch. "Okay," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "But don't be... *yawn*... jerks..." Ombre mumbled, his voice trailing off as he drifted back to sleep. They would take things slow, make sure Ombre was comfortable and enjoying every moment.
Merak's fingers continued their gentle exploration of Ombre's side, tracing a path up and down, avoiding his ticklish spots. Ankoku, meanwhile, had started to massage Ombre's shoulders, his strong fingers kneading the muscles, helping to relax him even further.
Ombre let out a soft moan, his body arching slightly into Ankoku's touch. "That feels... nice," he murmured, his voice still slurred from the wine. "Are you guys tickling me or massaging me...? Heheh..."
"You said you were sore after... y'know... so we thought of a little aftercare." Ankoku chuckled, his fingers continuing their gentle massage. "We want to make sure you're all relaxed and comfortable."
Ombre's eyes fluttered open again, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Aftercare... hmm... I like that." He let out a soft sigh, his body relaxing even more under their touch. "You guys are so good to me."
Merak leaned in, his lips brushing against Ombre's ear. "We want to take care of you, Ombre. We want to make sure you're happy and safe."
Ombre's heart swelled with warmth at Merak's words. He had never felt so cared for, so loved.
It was a strange feeling, one he had never experienced before. But he found himself craving more of it, craving their touch, their presence.
Ankoku's hands moved down to Ombre's arms, gently squeezing the muscles as he worked out any tension. Merak, meanwhile, had started to trace patterns on Ombre's stomach, his fingers dancing lightly over his skin.
Ombre let out a soft giggle, his body squirming slightly under their touch. "That tickles," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Merak chuckled, his fingers moving up to Ombre's chest, touching his nipples. "We know," he said, his voice low and husky.
"But we want to make sure you're comfortable, Ombre. We don't want to do anything you're not ready for." Ankoku's fingers continued their gentle massage, his touch sending shivers down Ombre's spine.
Ombre took a deep breath, his eyes fluttering closed as he tried to process everything that was happening. He had never felt so cared for, so wanted. It was a heady feeling, one that made his heart race and his body ache with desire.
He squealed, "Ah! Nooo, that tickles!" Ombre squirmed, trying to escape Merak's fingers as they danced around his nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his groin. He could feel his cock hardening in his pants, and he knew that if they kept this up, he wouldn't be able to control himself much longer.
Ankoku chuckled, his hands moving down to Ombre's thighs, gently squeezing the muscles. "You're so responsive, Ombre. It's adorable," he said, his voice filled with amusement.
Merak grinned, his fingers moving down to Ombre's stomach, tracing patterns on his skin. "He's like a live wire, Ankoku.