Ombre, after being missing for so long, finds his way home. After getting situated in an old apartment, his rich best friend, Ankoku, finds him and freaks out, happy that he's back and showers the man in many gifts.

Chapter 2: Set Up

The knocking turned into banging, which was annoying to Ombre's ears.

He wanted to tell who was at the door to shut up, but he was too tired for that. So, with the little strength he had left, he opened the door.

"My darling boy!" A voice boomed through the apartment, echoing off the peeling walls. Ombre's eyes flew open, the dream stone falling from his forehead. He sat up, his robotic arm clanking against the headboard. The banging at the door had stopped, replaced by the sound of footsteps approaching. He looked towards the door, his heart pounding in his chest.

The door swung open, revealing a tall, handsome man with dark hair and eyes. He was dressed in a red turtleneck sweater and black pants, his wrists adorned with silver and golden piercings. He had a charismatic smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

"Ankoku," Ombre whispered, his voice barely audible. He hadn't seen his best friend in what felt like an eternity, but the man standing before him looked no different. He was still the same charming, cocky British man he'd left behind.

"Ankoku," Ankoku repeated, his voice filled with emotion. "You're back." He stepped forward, his arms outstretched. Ombre hesitated for a moment before standing up, his robotic arm clanking against the wooden frame. He embraced Ankoku, feeling the warmth of his friend's body, the familiar scent of his cologne. It was a strange sensation, one he hadn't felt in years.

"Why are you covered in blood, why are you missing your fingers? Are you hungry, sleepy, or tired? Do you need anything? Oh, I have loads of gifts for you and-" Ankoku began, pulling away from the embrace, his eyes scanning Ombre's body. He noticed the blood, the missing fingers, the robotic arm. His eyes widened, concern etched on his face. "What happened to you, Ombre?"

Ombre looked down at his body, his fingers tracing the edges of his mask. He hadn't thought about what he looked like, what he'd become. He'd been so focused on surviving, on getting home. He looked back up at Ankoku, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions. "I'm fine, Ankoku. Just... different."

Ankoku's eyes softened, his hand reaching out to touch Ombre's neck. "Darling..." Ankoku's voice was gentle, his fingers tracing the edges of Ombre's mask. "You're home now. Safe. That's all that matters."

Ankoku stood, grabbing the bag that he left at the door. "Now, let me care for you."

Ombre titled his head, his bloody cloak swaying. "Oh, there's no need, Ankoku, I'm fine-" he started, but Ankoku cut him off with a wave of his hand.

"Nonsense, Ombre. You've been through hell and back. Let me take care of you, please." Ankoku's eyes sparkled with unshed tears, his voice filled with a mix of relief and concern. He opened the bag, pulling out a plush robe and a towel. "Here, let's get you cleaned up."

Ombre hesitated, looking at the robe and towel. He hadn't been taken care of in years, not since he'd left for Dimension X. He'd been on his own, had to fend for himself. The thought of someone else taking care of him was foreign, almost uncomfortable.

He blushed, twiddling his thumbs. "I-i don't know, Ankoku..." Ombre started, his voice trailing off as he looked at the robe and towel. "I don't know, Ankoku... I'm not used to this."

Ankoku's face softened, and he placed a hand on Ombre's shoulder. "I know it's strange, darling. But you've been through so much. Let me help you. Please."

Ombre looked at Ankoku, his eyes searching for any sign of deceit. But all he saw was genuine concern and kindness. He sighed, nodding his head. "Alright, Ankoku. Thank you."

Ankoku smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

He took the robe and towel from the bag, handing them to Ombre. "I'll leave you to it, darling. I'll be in the kitchen if you need anything." He turned to leave, but Ombre stopped him.

"Ankoku, wait." Ombre's voice was soft, his eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and uncertainty. "I... I don't know... What do I do with these?"

Ankoku chuckled, before letting out a laugh. "Darling... You use them to shower."

"Shower? What's that?" Ombre asked, his brows furrowing under his mask. The word "shower" was foreign to him, a concept he'd forgotten existed.

Ankoku laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Yes, darling. You know, that thing you do to clean yourself? With water?"

"... Huh?" Ombre tilted his head, his robotic arm clanking against the wooden frame. "Water? Like the stuff we drink?"

Ankoku chuckled, shaking his head. "No, darling. It's not for drinking. It's for cleaning. You know, washing your body?"

Ombre still didn't get it. "Washing?" Ombre echoed, his voice laced with confusion. "But why would I do that? I've survived this long without it."

Ankoku's laughter subsided, and he looked at Ombre with a mixture of amusement and concern. "Darling, you've been through a lot, and I understand that. But you're home now, and it's time to get back to some semblance of normalcy. A shower is a simple way to start."

Ombre blinked. "But I don't know what a shower is." Ombre's voice was filled with genuine confusion, his brows furrowed under his mask.

"Alright, darling. Let's start from the beginning. You know how you use water to clean your hands, or your clothes?"

Ombre shook his head. "No." Ombre's response was immediate, his voice flat. "I've never done that. I've always just... cleaned myself with whatever was available." He gestured vaguely, as if that explained everything.

Ankoku blinked, taken aback. "Well, darling, that's... that's not very hygienic, is it?" He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "But no matter, I'll show you. A shower is simply a way to clean your entire body at once, using water."

Ombre tilted his head, still not quite understanding. "But why? Why would I want to do that?"

Ankoku laughed, shaking his head. "My goodness, darling, no wonder you smell bloody strange. And your confusion is soooo cute." Ankoku grinned, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "But seriously, Ombre, it's just a way to clean yourself thoroughly. You'll feel refreshed, and it's a great way to start fresh, don't you think?"

Ombre looked at Ankoku, his eyes searching his friend's face. He saw no malice, no deceit, only genuine concern and kindness. I trust you."

Ankoku's face lit up, his smile widening. "Wonderful! Now, let's get you into the bathroom. It's just through that door." He pointed towards a small, wooden door to the left of the bedroom.

Ombre followed, like a duckling following its mother.

"Now, you'll have to remove your clothes."

"Okay." Ombre nodded, removing the bloody cloak. Then, his shirt... and pants... And revealed how truly injured he was.

His chest had a massive hole, exposing his ribs, lungs, and heart... His legs were covered in deep cuts and bullet wounds. His arms were just the same, but worse. Ankoku couldn't imagine what Ombre's face looked like if this was the damaged of his body.

"Darling... Oh, you poor thing..." Ankoku's voice was filled with a mix of awe and horror as he took in the extent of Ombre's injuries. He swallowed hard, his eyes scanning Ombre's body, taking in the deep cuts, the bullet wounds, the massive hole in his chest. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. "How... how did you survive this?"

Ombre looked down at his body, his eyes following the path of his injuries. He'd been through so much, had faced so many dangers in Dimension X. He'd fought off monsters, survived battles, and even faced off against the gods. But none of that had prepared him for the sheer brutality of his own body's condition. Yet, his expression was one of confusion. "This was normal, Ankoku. Why are you so worried?" Ombre asked, his voice laced with genuine confusion. "This is just how I am now. I've been through a lot, Ankoku. You should see the other guys." He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood, but it fell flat.

Ankoku's eyes widened in disbelief. "Ombre, this... this is not normal. You need to see a doctor. Now." His voice was firm, his British accent growing more pronounced with his concern.

Ombre shook his head, his robotic arm clanking against his side. "No, Ankoku. I'm fine. I've survived this long without one." Ombre's voice was steady, his eyes meeting Ankoku's gaze. "I've been through worse. I can handle this."

Ankoku's jaw clenched, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Ombre's body. "Worse? Ombre, you're missing fingers, your chest is a bloody mess, and your arms... your arms look like they've been through a war. This is not normal, and I won't have you dismissing it as such."

Ombre sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "Ankoku, I've been through hell and back. I've faced gods and monsters, fought off creatures that would make your nightmares look like a lullaby.

This?" Ombre gestured to his body, "This is just a Tuesday for me."

Ankoku's eyes flashed with anger. "This is not a bloody joke, Ombre! You're injured, and you need help. I won't stand by and watch you suffer."

Ombre's expression softened, and he placed a hand on Ankoku's shoulder. "I appreciate your concern, Ankoku. I really do. But I've been taking care of myself for a long time now. I know my limits."

Ankoku's gaze dropped to Ombre's robotic arm, then to the scythes that could rip from his body. "And what about those? What happened to your real arm?

And why do you have scythes coming out of your body?" Ankoku asked, his voice filled with concern and curiosity. He looked at Ombre's robotic arm, then at the scythes that were now visible, resting on either side of Ombre's body. They were sharp, deadly, and a stark contrast to the colorful button-up shirt and white jean jacket Ombre wore.

Ombre looked down at his robotic arm, his fingers tracing the smooth metal. "This? It's a long story, Ankoku. I lost my arm in Dimension X, fighting off a creature that would've killed me if I hadn't been able to regenerate.

As for the scythes," Ombre paused, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, "well, let's just say they come in handy when you're facing off against monsters that can't be killed with conventional weapons."

Ankoku's eyes widened, but he didn't press further. Instead, he shook his head, his dark hair falling into his eyes. "You've been through so much, Ombre. I can't even imagine." He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "But you're home now. And I won't let you push yourself too hard."

"But, Ankoku-"

"Shhh... Just... Just remove your clothes and let me handle the rest." Ankoku's voice was firm, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and determination.

Ombre nodded, removing his clothes.

Ankoku's eyes widened. "Where is your dick!?" Ankoku exclaimed, his eyes darting downwards, then quickly back up to Ombre's face, a blush creeping up his neck.

Ombre looked down at himself, then back up at Ankoku, confusion etched on his face. "What do you mean, Ankoku? I'm standing right here."

Ankoku shook his head, his hands gesturing vaguely towards Ombre's lower half. "No, darling, I mean... where is it? You know, your... your manhood?"

Ombre tilted his head, still not understanding. "My manhood? Ankoku, I don't know what you're talking about."

Ankoku pulled Ombre close. "You... I've seen you naked before!"

"You WHAT!?"

"Oh! No, no! I... Uhhh..." Ankoku stammered, his face turning a shade of red Ombre hadn't thought possible. "I mean, I've seen you in swim trunks, at the beach, remember? And you never had... that." He gestured vaguely towards Ombre's crotch, his eyes darting away, unable to meet Ombre's gaze.

Ombre's eyes widened in realization. "Oh, that. Yes, well, Dimension X had a way of... changing things." He shrugged, as if it were no big deal.

Ankoku's eyes snapped back to Ombre's face, his curiosity piqued. "Changing things? What do you mean, Ombre? Why don't you have a dick anymore!?"

"Ohhhh!" Ombre gestured to the small hole in between his legs. "It comes out from there, I think." Ombre pointed to the small hole between his legs, his voice matter-of-fact. "It's not like it was before. But it still works, I guess."

Ankoku's eyes widened in disbelief, his mouth hanging open slightly. "But... but how? How did it change? And why?"

Ombre shrugged, his robotic arm clanking against his side. "I don't know, Ankoku. One day it was just... gone. And then, this." He gestured to the hole, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "It's not like I had a choice in the matter."

Ankoku's jaw dropped, and he shook his head in disbelief. "This is...

This is bloody ridiculous, Ombre!" Ankoku exclaimed, his hands gesturing wildly. "You're telling me that you lost your dick in some other dimension, and now you've got... you've got a bloody hole down there!?"

Ombre chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, when you put it that way, it does sound a bit ridiculous, doesn't it?"

Ankoku's eyes narrowed, and he crossed his arms over his chest. "This is not funny, Ombre. This is your life we're talking about. Your body. And you're acting like it's no big deal!"

"Well, that's cause it ain't."

Ankoku grumbled. "How am I supposed to fuck you now?"

"Excuse me?" Ombre's eyes widened in surprise, his robotic arm clanking against his side. "What did you just say?"

Ankoku's cheeks flushed a deep red, his eyes darting away from Ombre's gaze. I mean, I was just... wondering... how we were going to... you know... continue our relationship now that you're... well, you know..." His voice trailed off, his hands gesturing vaguely towards Ombre's crotch.

Ombre tilted his head, his expression one of genuine confusion. "Continue our relationship? Ankoku, we haven't been in a relationship for years. Not since I left for Dimension X."

"Sweetheart, I think Dimension X messed with your brain."

"... You're not wrong. I think I'm insane." Ombre muttered, his robotic arm clanking as he ran a hand through his hair. "I've been gone for three years, Ankoku. Three eons, for me. And you're standing here, talking about... about fucking me?" He shook his head, his eyes searching Ankoku's face. "I don't understand. I thought you'd moved on. I thought you'd forgotten about me."

Ankoku's eyes softened, and he took a step closer to Ombre. "Forgotten about you, darling? How could I ever forget about you? You're my best friend. You're... you're like a brother to me." He paused, his cheeks flushing slightly. "Well... more than a brother. So, if you will, I am rock hard and need of assistance." Ankoku said, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and frustration. "You know, to relieve some tension." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, a smirk playing on his lips.

Ombre's eyes widened, and he took a step back, his robotic arm clanking against the wall. "Ankoku, I... I don't know if I can do that. I mean, I don't even know if I can... you know, perform like that anymore."

Ankoku's smirk faded, replaced by a look of concern. "Oh, darling, I didn't mean to pressure you. I was just... just trying to lighten the mood... Or was I?" His voice was deep purr into Ombre's ear.
Ombre's breath hitched, his voice coming out as a shaky whisper. "Ankoku..." Ombre's voice was barely above a whisper, his eyes searching Ankoku's face. He gestured vaguely towards his crotch, his cheeks flushing slightly.

Ankoku chuckled, a laugh escaping from his lips. He gave Ombre a small kiss before gesturing to the bags on the floor. "Do you know what's in there?" He asked, stroking his fingers on Ombre's exposed heart. "What do you think is in there, Ombre? I've got a few surprises for you."

Ombre's eyes widened, his heart pounding in his chest. "Surprises? What kind of surprises?"

Ankoku grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "The kind that'll make you feel alive again, darling. Now, why don't you take a look and see for yourself?"

Ombre hesitated for a moment before bending down to pick up the bags. He unzipped them, his eyes scanning the contents. There were various items, but one caught his attention: a small, black box with a red ribbon around it.

"What's this?" Ombre asked, holding up the box.

His heart was pounding in his chest, his breath coming in short gasps. He could feel the heat radiating from Ankoku's body, the scent of his cologne filling his nostrils. He could feel the anticipation building inside him, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through his veins.

Ankoku chuckled, his eyes never leaving Ombre's face. "Open it, darling. I think you'll like what's inside."

Ombre's fingers fumbled with the ribbon, his hands shaking slightly as he untied it. He lifted the lid of the box, his eyes widening as he took in the contents. It was a collection of sex toys, each one more intricate and exotic than the last.

There were dildos of various shapes and sizes, vibrators, and even a small, leather harness with a dildo attached. Ombre's eyes widened as he took in the contents of the box, his breath catching in his throat.

"Ankoku... What is all this?" Ombre asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He looked up at Ankoku, his eyes filled with a mix of surprise and curiosity.

Ankoku chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, darling, I thought it was time to spice things up a bit. You know, after all these years, it's time to explore new...

boundaries, shall we say?" He winked, his voice dropping to a low, sultry purr. He looked back down at the box, his fingers tracing the edge of the leather harness. "And what exactly are we supposed to do with all this?" He asked, his voice laced with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

Ankoku grinned, his eyes never leaving Ombre's face. "Well, darling, I thought we could start with the basics.

How about you lie down on the bed, and I'll show you just how these toys can make you feel?" Ankoku's voice was low, his eyes filled with a hunger that made Ombre's heart race.

Ombre hesitated for a moment, then nodded, his robotic arm clanking as he moved towards the bed. He lay down, his eyes never leaving Ankoku's face. Ankoku smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he picked up a small, purple vibrator from the box.

"Now, let's see how you like this, shall we?" Ankoku asked, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and anticipation.

He crawled onto the bed, his eyes never leaving Ombre's face. He held the vibrator in his hand, his fingers tracing the smooth, purple surface. "You know, I've been dreaming of this moment for years, darling. Imagining all the things I wanted to do to you, all the ways I wanted to make you scream my name." He leaned in closer, his breath hot on Ombre's ear. "And now, here we are. Just you and me, and all these toys, ready to make your wildest dreams come true."

Ombre's breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest. He whimpered, clutching his legs together.

Ankoku tutted, "No, we can't have that, Darling." He reached down and roughly pried Ombre's legs apart, his strong hands gripping Ombre's thighs. "I want to see all of you, Ombre. Every inch of your beautiful body."

Ombre gasped, his eyes widening as Ankoku's fingers brushed against his hole. I don't know if I can... It's been so long..." His voice trailed off, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through his veins.

Ankoku shushed him, his voice low and soothing. "It's okay, Darling. I've got you. We'll take it slow, I promise." He leaned in, his lips capturing Ombre's in a searing kiss.

Ombre groaned, letting Ankoku take charge. "O-okay... Please be gentle... I'm just so..." Ombre's voice was barely above a whisper, his breath coming in short gasps as Ankoku's fingers continued to tease his hole.

Ankoku chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he pulled back slightly. "Gentle, you say? Well, darling, I can't promise that. But I can promise you that you'll feel every inch of me, every touch, every kiss."

Ombre moaned, his body arching against Ankoku's.

He could feel the heat radiating from Ankoku's body, the hardness pressing against his thigh.

Ankoku grinned, his eyes filled with a hunger that made Ombre's heart race. "You like that, don't you, darling? You like the way I touch you, the way I make you feel alive." It wasn't a question, but a statement, a fact that Ankoku knew to be true.

Ombre whimpered, gasping when Ankoku lifted Ombre so he would be on his knees. "What..."

"Do you know what twerking is, Darling?" Ankoku asked, his voice low and sultry as he positioned himself behind Ombre, his hands gripping Ombre's hips tightly.

Ombre shook his head, his robotic arm clanking against the bedsheets. "No, what is it?"

Ankoku chuckled, his hands squeezing Ombre's ass cheeks. "It's a dance move, Darling. A very... explicit dance move. And I'm going to teach you how to do it, while I fuck you from behind."

Ombre's eyes widened, his breath hitching in his throat. "Ankoku... W-wait-" Ombre stammered, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to turn around. "I don't know if I can... I mean, I've never... I don't know how to..." His voice trailed off, his cheeks flushing a deep red.

Ankoku chuckled, his hands gripping Ombre's hips tightly. "Don't worry, darling. I'll guide you. Now, let's start with the basics. I want you to push back against me, okay? Just like this." Ankoku demonstrated, his hips thrusting forward slightly.

Ombre hesitated for a moment, then did as he was told, pushing back against Ankoku's body.

He could feel the hardness pressing against his ass, the heat radiating from Ankoku's body. He moaned, his body arching slightly as Ankoku's hands gripped his hips tighter.

"That's it, darling," Ankoku purred, his voice low and sultry. "Now, let's add a little movement. I want you to grind back against me, like this." Ankoku demonstrated, his hips moving in a slow, circular motion.

Ombre followed suit, his body moving in time with Ankoku's. He could feel the friction building, the heat between their bodies intensifying.

Ombre's robotic arm clanked against the bed as he tried to find a rhythm, his body moving in sync with Ankoku's. He could feel the sweat beading on his forehead, his breath coming in short gasps.

Ankoku's hands gripped Ombre's hips tighter, his fingers digging into Ombre's flesh. "That's it, darling," he growled, his voice low and filled with desire. "You're doing so well. Now, let's add a little more... spice to this dance." Ankoku's voice was a low growl, his hips moving faster, harder. Ombre's robotic arm clanked against the bed as he tried to keep up, his body moving in sync with Ankoku's. He could feel the sweat dripping down his back, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

"Fuck, Ombre," Ankoku groaned, his fingers digging into Ombre's hips. "You feel so fucking good. Your ass is perfect, darling. Ankoku's hips thrust forward, his cock sliding against Ombre's hole. Ombre moaned, his body arching slightly as he felt the head of Ankoku's cock pressing against his entrance.

He could feel the heat radiating from Ankoku's body, the hardness of his cock pressing against his hole. He whimpered, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to adjust his position.

"Fuck, Ombre," Ankoku growled, his fingers digging into Ombre's hips. "You're so tight, darling. I can't wait to be inside you." His tongue explored Ombre's mouth, his hands roaming over Ombre's body, tracing the curves and valleys of his muscles.

Ombre whimpered, his body arching against Ankoku's.

"Ankoku... please... I need you to... to fuck me," he begged, his voice filled with desperation. He could feel the heat building between them, the tension coiling in his stomach like a snake ready to strike. He needed release, needed to feel alive again.

Ankoku growled, his fingers digging into Ombre's hips. "You want me to fuck you, darling? You want me to fill you up with my cock?" He thrust forward, his cock sliding against Ombre's hole, teasing him, making him beg for more.

Ombre moaned, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to push back against Ankoku.

"Yes, fuck, yes! I want you to fuck me, Ankoku. I need you inside me, please!" He was panting, his body trembling with anticipation.

Ankoku chuckled, a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down Ombre's spine. "Well, since you asked so nicely, darling." He reached between their bodies, his fingers wrapping around his cock. He positioned himself at Ombre's entrance, the head of his cock pressing against the tight, puckered hole.

Ombre gasped, his body tensing slightly as he felt the pressure.

Ankoku's fingers gripped his hips tightly, holding him in place as he slowly pushed forward, inch by inch, his cock stretching Ombre's tight hole. "Fuck, you're so tight, darling," Ankoku groaned, his voice filled with a mix of pleasure and pain. "I can feel every inch of you, Ombre. You're so fucking perfect."

Ombre whimpered, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to adjust his position. He could feel the burn, the stretch, but it was a good kind of pain, a pain that made him feel alive. "Ankoku... please... more," he begged, his voice filled with desperation. "Ngh... it... it hurts...." Ombre gasped, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to adjust his position. He could feel every inch of Ankoku's cock, stretching him, filling him up.

Ankoku's fingers dug into Ombre's hips, his voice a low growl. "It's supposed to hurt, darling. It's supposed to make you feel alive. Now, take a deep breath and push back against me. Let me in, Ombre. Let me fill you up."

Ombre took a deep breath, his body relaxing slightly as he pushed back against Ankoku. He could feel Ankoku's cock sliding in deeper, the burn intensifying, but the pleasure was overwhelming.

He moaned, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he pushed back, taking more of Ankoku's length inside him.

"Fuck, yes, Ombre," Ankoku groaned, his fingers digging into Ombre's hips. "Take my cock, darling. Take every fucking inch of it."

Ombre whimpered, his body trembling as he felt Ankoku's hips press against his ass, his cock buried deep inside him. "Ankoku... it's... it's too much," he gasped, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

Ankoku chuckled, his voice low and sultry. "It's never too much, darling."

"A-ankoku... please... I just came back-" Ombre's voice was cut off as Ankoku's fingers found his clit, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles. Ombre's hips bucked, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to adjust his position. "Fuck, Ankoku," he gasped, his voice filled with a mix of pleasure and pain. "That feels so good."

Ankoku chuckled, his fingers continuing to tease Ombre's clit. "I'm glad you think so, darling. Now, let's see how you like this." He reached into the box, pulling out a small, black dildo.

"W-wait.. Ankoku-" What are you doing?" Ombre asked, his eyes widening as he saw the dildo in Ankoku's hand.

"What are you doing, Ankoku?" His robotic arm clanked against the bed as he tried to turn around to face Ankoku, but Ankoku's strong grip on his hips held him in place. "I'm just adding a little extra fun to our little dance, darling. Now, don't worry, I'll be gentle." He coated the dildo with lube, his fingers tracing the smooth, black surface. "Ankoku, I don't know if I can...

I mean, I've never..." Ombre's voice trailed off, his cheeks flushing a deep red as he looked up at Ankoku with a mix of trepidation and curiosity. He demonstrated, his hips thrusting forward slightly.

"You see, darling, this little toy is going to help you take my cock even deeper. It's going to stretch you out, make you feel even more full than you already do." He pressed the tip of the dildo against Ombre's already stretched hole, pushing it in slightly.

Ombre gasped, his body tensing as he felt the added pressure. "Ankoku... It's too much..." His robotic arm clanked against the bed as he tried to push back against Ankoku, but Ankoku's strong grip held him in place. "It's okay, darling."

Ombre squirmed, trying to push the dildo out. "M-mngh... n-no..." Ombre stammered, his robotic arm clanking as he tried to push back against Ankoku. "It's too much, Ankoku. I can't... I can't take it." "Yes, you can, darling. You're stronger than you think. Just relax and let me guide you. He leaned in, his lips capturing Ombre's in a searing kiss, his tongue exploring Ombre's mouth, distracting him from the pressure building inside him.

Ombre moaned, his body relaxing slightly as Ankoku's kiss deepened.

He could feel the dildo pressing against his entrance, the pressure building, but the kiss was distracting, making him forget about the discomfort. He whimpered into Ankoku's mouth, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he reached up to grip Ankoku's shoulders.

Ankoku broke the kiss, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and concern. "That's it, darling. Just relax and let me in. You can do this." He slowly pushed the dildo deeper, inch by inch, his fingers tracing the curve of Ombre's spine.

Ombre gasped, his body tensing as he felt the dildo stretching him even further. "Ankoku... it's...

it's too much," he panted, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to adjust his position. Ankoku's fingers dug into his hips, holding him in place as he continued to push the dildo deeper.

"Breathe, Ombre," Ankoku murmured, his voice low and soothing. "Just breathe and relax. You can take this, darling. You're doing so well."

Ombre took a deep breath, his body relaxing slightly as he felt the dildo slide in deeper. He moaned, his body arching against Ankoku's as he felt the toy press against a spot inside him that made his eyes roll back in his head.

Ankoku chuckled. To him, Ombre was like an adorable puppy. He was so glad him and Ombre reunited... And happy that they get to spend their honeymoon together. He gently pulled the dildo out, leaving Ombre feeling empty and wanting more. Ombre whimpered, his body arching against Ankoku's as he felt the toy slide out of him. I... I want more," he begged, his voice filled with desperation. "I want you inside me, please."

Ankoku chuckled, his fingers tracing the curve of Ombre's spine. "Patience, darling. We have all night." "Now, let's try something new." He reached into the box again, pulling out a small, black vibrator.

"What's that?" Ombre asked, his voice filled with curiosity and a hint of apprehension. "This, darling, is going to make you feel things you've never felt before," Ankoku replied, his voice low and sultry. He coated the vibrator with lube, his fingers tracing the smooth, black surface. "Now, I want you to lean forward, rest your head on your arms, and push your ass back towards me," he instructed, his voice firm yet gentle. Ombre hesitated for a moment before doing as he was told, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he adjusted his position. He could feel the cool air against his exposed hole, the anticipation building inside him.

He could hear Ankoku moving behind him, the rustle of the box, the sound of the vibrator being turned on. The low hum filled the room, sending a shiver down Ombre's spine.

"Now, darling," Ankoku said, his voice low and sultry, "I want you to push back against me, just like before. But this time, I want you to relax your muscles, let them go loose. Can you do that for me?"

Ombre took a deep breath, trying to relax his body. He nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Y-yes, I can do that."

Ankoku's hands gripped his hips, guiding him as he slowly pushed back.

The head of the vibrator pressed against his hole, the hum of it sending a jolt of sensation through him. He gasped, his body tensing for a moment before he remembered Ankoku's instructions. He took a deep breath and relaxed, pushing back further.

"That's it, darling," Ankoku praised, his voice low and encouraging. Now, I want you to take a deep breath and push back as hard as you can. I'll guide you, don't worry."

Ombre nodded, taking a deep breath and pushing back with all his might. The vibrator slid in, filling him up, the hum of it vibrating against his insides.

Ombre gasped, his body tensing for a moment before he remembered to relax. He pushed back, taking more of the toy inside him, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to adjust his position.

"Fuck, Ankoku," he moaned, his voice filled with a mix of pleasure and pain. "It's so full, so tight. I can feel everything."

Ankoku's fingers dug into his hips, his voice a low growl. Take it all.

You can do it, darling," Ankoku encouraged, his voice laced with desire. "You're taking it like a champ. Just a little more, Ombre. Push back, darling. That's it."

Ombre whimpered, his body shaking as he pushed back, taking the vibrator deeper. The sensation was overwhelming, the hum of the toy vibrating against his prostate, sending jolts of pleasure through him. He could feel every ridge, every curve of the toy as it filled him up, stretching him out.

"Ankoku... it's... it's too much," he gasped, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to adjust his position.

"I can't... Ankoku's fingers dug into his hips, holding him in place. You're doing so well. Just a little more, okay? Trust me, it's going to feel amazing." Ombre took a deep breath, his body relaxing slightly as he pushed back, taking the last inch of the vibrator inside him. He moaned, his body trembling as the toy pressed against his prostate, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. "Fuck, Ankoku," he groaned, his voice filled with a mix of pleasure and disbelief. "That feels...

incredible," he panted, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to adjust his position. "I can feel every inch of it, every vibration." "I told you, darling. This is just the beginning." He reached into the box again, pulling out a small, black butt plug.

"This, darling, is going to keep you feeling full even when I'm not inside you," Ankoku replied, his voice low and sultry. He coated the plug with lube, his fingers tracing the smooth, black surface. "Now, I want you to push back against me, just like before. But this time, I want you to relax your muscles and let the plug slide in."

Ombre hesitated for a moment before nodding, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he adjusted his position. He buried his head into the pillows, his body trembling.

I can't take any more," he whimpered, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm so full... "You're doing so well, darling. You can do this. I believe in you." He gently pushed the plug deeper, inch by inch, until it was fully seated inside Ombre.

Ombre gasped, his body tensing as he felt the plug press against his prostate. He could feel the fullness, the pressure, and it was overwhelming.

"Ankoku... it's... it's too much," he panted, his voice filled with a mix of pleasure and pain. "I can't..."

"You can, darling. Just breathe and relax. Let the plug do its job." He could feel the plug pressing against his prostate, sending jolts of pleasure through him. He moaned, his body arching against Ankoku's.

"N-no.... take it o-out..."

Ankoku shook his head. "Nuh uh, darling. I'll leave it on for the whole day, then at night I'll take it out." Ankoku's voice was firm, leaving no room for negotiation. "But... but why?" Ombre asked, his voice filled with confusion and a hint of panic. "Because, darling, I want you to be ready for me at all times. I want you to be always open, always ready to take my cock." Ankoku's voice was low and sultry, filled with a hunger that made Ombre's heart race. "But... but what if I need to go out? What if I need to... to use the bathroom?" Ombre stammered, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to turn around to face Ankoku.

I can't just walk around with this thing inside me all day! What if someone sees? What if they find out?" His cheeks flushed a deep red at the thought of being caught with the plug inside him. I'll make sure no one sees. Besides, it's not like it's visible from the outside. And as for using the bathroom, well, you'll just have to learn to adapt, won't you?" His voice was filled with a mix of amusement and desire, his eyes gleaming with a hunger that made Ombre's stomach flutter.

"Besides, darling, I want you to learn to enjoy the feeling of being filled. It's a part of our little game now, and I expect you to embrace it."

Ombre's cheeks flushed a deep red, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to adjust his position. "But... but what if I can't?" he asked, his voice filled with a mix of apprehension and curiosity. "What if I can't handle it?" "Then we'll take it slow, darling. We'll take our time and make sure you're ready. But I have faith in you.

And besides, it's not like you have much of a choice, do you?" "I mean, you're stuck with me for the foreseeable future, and I have a lot of plans for you." Ombre's cheeks flushed a deep red, his robotic arm clanking against the bed as he tried to turn around to face Ankoku. "But... but what if I don't want to do this? What if I don't want to be your... your plaything?" His voice was filled with a mix of apprehension and defiance, his eyes flashing with a spark of rebellion.