Broken Strings

Copy of my fiction posted on y gallery. I have been busy and/or sick to write lately...sorry about that.

 


Author's Notes: Inspired by the David Guetta song, “Memories” and Nine Inch Nail's song, “Sin”.

This story is part of the “Discipline” universe but can be read separately.

We finally meet the owner of the club.

This is Master Kankuro and Kiba's story.

This story is around the same monster length as "Discipline" so please don't get upset with the minimal spacing in the story. Thanks.

This is dedicated to Baruchan who asked for this pairing and yes, it has the guiche piercing as well as the rimming scene per your other request.

Information about the tongue piercings come from this site:

1. inkedplus.blogspot.com/2011/08/types-of-tongue-piercings.html

A sentence in Italics denotes the private thoughts of a character.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or the characters. I don't make a red cent from my fiction. I do this for our entertainment.

 
All the crazy shit I did tonight

those will be the best memories.

I just wanna let it go for the night

that would be the best therapy for me.

Memories – David Guetta
 

Broken Strings


“Fucking wait, asshole.” grumbled Naruto under his breath rushing through the hallway as the doorbell continued to peel for the sixth time.

Naruto opened the door to find a stocky brunette with facial tattoos grinning back at him with a suitcase at his side.

“Can I help you?” asked Naruto, fighting to the urge to take a step back from the wild looking man standing on his master's doorstep.

He even had a leather dog collar on, for kami's sake.

The brunette gave him an admiring look and nodded with a smile, his eyes locking on the ornate collar around Naruto's neck.

“Wow...you're very good looking. I'm Kiba Inuzuka...Shino's friend. He said that you knew I would be staying for a while.” replied the man with a toothy smile, thrusting out a hand.

Confusion cleared up as Naruto recalled Master Shino mentioning his friend from college coming to visit for a week.

“Oh, shit...come in. I'm Naruto Uzumaki...um.” returned Naruto, his face going warm as he clasped the man's hand, a little flustered when the man started chuckling.

“Don't sweat it. I know who you are...you're my best bud's lover. There's no need to be shy amongst us fellow submissives, eh?” murmured Kiba, releasing Naruto's hand and clapping him on the shoulder.

“Wait...you're a submissive?” asked Naruto, more than a little surprised by the man's revelation.

“Yeah...I get that all the time.” replied Kiba with a self-depreciating smile as he walked into the hallway and took off his shoes.

“You look like a dom though.” gasped Naruto, closing the door, his eyes on the broad back of the brunette.

“Yeah. I get that one a lot too.” returned Kiba with a knowing laugh and lifted up his suitcase.

“Doesn't it frustrate you?” asked Naruto as they walked up the stairs.

Kiba nodded and replied with a grin, “Yeah, all the time which is why I wanted a change of scene. I'm hoping that Shino can help me find a master who doesn't mind a sub that's built.”

Naruto nodded in understanding as they got to the top of the stairs and walked down the hallway, stopping at a door.

“Shino's put you in here. Anything you need...just ask.” returned Naruto with a small smile.

“So, what do you think of Shino's hardware...fucking sexy, eh?” murmured Kiba with a grin.

Naruto's eyes widened in shock before he blushed.

“You did those? Even the ones on his...” replied Naruto, stalling as his embarrassment got the best of him.

“Yeah, the Alfred and the frenum ladder piercings are my work and I also did his tongue and nipples. He looks hot, right?” chuckled Kiba with a nod, not at all offended.

Naruto felt his ears go red as he nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, he's fucking sexy. I just wish that I had enough courage to get a piercing done. He said that it didn't hurt...he just felt a little pressure.” countered Naruto sheepishly, not bothering to hide his curiosity.

Kiba's hazel brown eyes widened in surprise at the blonde's interest before he grinned.

“He's right. If you're numbed up properly, you just feel a little pressure. You just need to follow the aftercare and let it heal up before you start playing.” replied Kiba with a nod.

“Cool...” murmured Naruto awkwardly before turning and walking over to the top of the stairs.

“Naruto...if you want your nipples pierced, I am happy to do it while I am here but you will need to get permission from your Master first. Why don't you finish up whatever smells awesome in the kitchen and I will be down in a minute to help you.” returned Kiba with a grin as he watched Naruto give a happy grin and bound down the stairs.

It looked like Shino got himself a good man.

He just hoped that he was as lucky.

Maybe he will finally find someone who will be able to persuade him to put aside his current collar and replace it with their own.

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Kankuro grumbled under his breath in irritation as he heard the knock.

He disliked interruptions but he recognized them as being necessary and part of running a business smoothly.

“Come in.”

Kankuro glanced up as he watched his Dungeon Master enter his office.

“Is there a problem on the floor, Dungeon Master?” asked Kankuro with a quirk of his brow, his pen poised above the contract laid out neatly in front of him.

“No, everything is fine on the floor for this evening. I have a personal request to ask of you, Sir.” replied Shino with a respectful nod.

Kankuro frowned thoughtfully before he nodded his permission for Shino to continue.

“My friend Kiba is moving here for work and is looking for a place to play. I would like to secure a play pass for him.” stated Shino smoothly.

“I see no problem with granting your dom friend a pass to access the club.” replied Kankuro with a smile.

“Submissive, sir. Kiba is submissive despite the way he looks.” corrected Shino.

Kankuro leaned forward, now more than a little intrigued by his Dungeon Master's friend.

It was unusual for a dominant to have a submissive for a best friend and for his Dungeon Master to make a request of this nature – was also unusual.

“Explain.”

“Kiba looks dominant and is built like a dominant but he prefers to submit, Sir. If he is allowed to play here, he will need a dominant who is not intimidated by his looks, tattoos or piercings. Most dominants are scared of him and won't give him a session. It's one of the reasons he is moving. He is hoping a change of location will give him a better chance to find a master that is interested in more than one session.” stated Shino bluntly, his shaded eyes looking directly at his boss.

Kankuro stared at his Dungeon Master, his appetite whet by the thought of a man who looked like he should be wielding a flogger rather than feeling one on his back.

A man like that would present a challenge but for the right dom...

Kankuro resisted the urge to lick his lips at the idea of such a man kneeling in submission at his feet.

Maybe this man could help him forget about that sub he had spent the weekend with all those years ago.

“I will need to meet your friend before we open for the evening. Please ensure he is dressed properly for presentation.” returned Kankuro with a decisive nod before returning his eyes back to his document.

“Thank you, sir.”

Shino left the office, feeling marginally relieved and hopeful that Kiba would be able to find someone here.

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Shino opened his door to the sound of laughter coming from the kitchen.

He locked the door, took off his shoes at the entrance and paused in the next room, listening to his submissive and his best friend arguing over the finer points of the plot in Ocean's Eleven.

Shino smiled, relieved that they were getting along so well before taking a breath and barking out a command.

“Drop and present.”

He heard the voices still before he heard the sounds of shuffling feet and the soft thud of knees hitting the floor.

Shino walked through the room and entered the kitchen to find Kiba and Naruto with heads bowed, on their knees and hands clasped firmly behind their backs.

“Very nice.” murmured Shino in admiration as he stood in front of Naruto and Kiba, both a study of muscled beauty and obedient perfection.

They were both similar in physique as well as coloring and yet vastly different.

“Kiba, I have arranged for you to be presented to the owner this evening to determine your eligibility for admission to the club. Naruto, I received your text. I see no problem with Kiba piercing your nipples. Kiba, the captive bead rings in the gold would look better on him than barbells.” murmured Shino to both men, reaching out his hands and ruffling their hair.

“I know the perfect ones to use on Naruto. Thank you, Sir.” murmured Kiba, rolling forward to bow over Shino's foot.

“Thank you, Sir.” intoned Naruto, moments later, mimicking the movements of the other submissive.

Shino stared at the tops of the bowed heads, one blonde and one brunette.

“Kiba.” murmured Shino, giving Kiba's hair a sharp tug up and back, so that Kiba's hazel brown eyes were looking directly at him.

“Yes, sir?” asked Kiba.

“You will not play at the club without a contract...ever. Am I clear on this?” commanded Shino, the warning apparent in his tone.

Shino watched Kiba swallow once, the pain flash in his eyes before it was gone.

“Yes...sir.” murmured Kiba, feeling his face get warm as he averted his gaze.

Kiba felt Shino's hand release his hair then and heard him wander over to Naruto, privately grateful that Shino did not elaborate any further in front of his submissive.

He didn't need further reminding of what happened when he played without a temporary contract.

In his defense, he'd been young and foolish...the dom, older and more experienced.

He'd been smitten and taken by the man's flashing emerald eyes and promise of permanency.

Kiba felt the shame course through his veins.

The man had disappeared, leaving Kiba with a broken heart and a collar without a key.

Kiba was brought back to the present when he heard Shino say, “Kiba, assist Naruto with dinner preparation. I will be in my office finishing up some paperwork. Call me when it is ready.”

“Yes, sir.”

Kiba smiled and inclined his head as he heard Shino walk out of the room.

“What did Master mean?” asked Naruto quietly, getting back to his feet.

Kiba sighed, and replied, “I did something stupid when I was younger and Shino is concerned about me making the same mistake.”

“Do you regret it?” countered the blonde, giving Kiba a curious look.

“No. Not a one.” returned Kiba with an unabashed grin.

“Well...it's the man's loss – not yours.” replied Naruto somberly.

“Shino is a lucky man.” murmured Kiba in admiration as he noticed that there was no recrimination in the other man's eyes.

“Oh yeah, I keep telling the Master that he's lucky that I found him hard to resist.” replied Naruto with a sassy smile.

Kiba chuckled as he joined the blonde at the counter.

Shino managed to set up this interview with his boss.

It was up to him to convince the man to take a chance on him.

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Shino could hear the whispering from the other staff as soon as he entered the club with the two tanned men - one blonde and scarred, one brunette and tattooed, both dressed in matching laced up black leather pants, slave harnesses and nipple piercings, walking exactly two steps behind him.

“You brought your harem to work, Aburame? I didn't realize you were looking for another boy.” said the bartender with wide smile, flicking his toothpick to one side as Shino stopped in front of the bar and told Naruto to wait.

“Shiranui, you're lucky that the boss likes you. Whom I have with me is none of your concern. This is my friend Kiba. I'm taking him up to introduce him to Master Kankuro before we open up for the night. Take care of my boy. I will be back shortly.” replied Shino smoothly, giving Naruto another cursory look before turning and walking away with Kiba following behind.

Kiba resisted the urge to scratch or tug at his collar as Shino reached a set of stairs at the far end of the room and went up to the next level.

Kiba could feel his heart pounding in his ears as Shino stopped in front of the door and gave a quick tap.

“Come in.” growled a voice from inside.

Kiba licked his lips at that voice.

It sounded oddly familiar but he couldn't place it.

He just knew that the sound of it was enough to make his heart skip a beat and it niggled at the back of his brain, teasing him.

“Wait here, Kiba.” murmured Shino before leaving the brunette alone to his thoughts.

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Kankuro watched his dungeon master enter the room and knew the submissive friend was on the other side of the door, waiting.

“Now would be as good a time as any to present your friend, Master Shino.” murmured Kankuro with a tired sigh, returning his eyes back to this month's profit and loss statement.

Kankuro heard the man open the door and talk quietly to the submissive waiting, affection in his tone before he opened the door wide to let the man in.

He glanced up in time to see the man walk through the door, his dark head bowed as he walked directly in front of his desk and immediately dropped to position, his arms clasped behind his back.

Time stood still for Kankuro.

There was no way in fucking hell that there were two men who walked like that...

Kankuro swallowed and then picked up the receiver on his phone, punching in a familiar number.

“Yeah, it's me. I need you to look after the club for the night...yes, tonight...asshole, just get over here as quick as you can...yes, yes...I think so but I need to double check...okay, I will see you shortly...Gaara, thanks.” murmured Kankuro, willing his body to stop shaking as he hung up.

Kankuro pushed away from the desk and stood, slowly making his way around the desk, his dark emerald eyes drinking in the sight of the submissive waiting patiently in front of his desk.

His hand reached out and sunk into the man's dark brown hair, still as thick and soft as he remembered it.

Kankuro closed his eyes and took a deep breath, willing his emotions to calm down before opening them once more.

“He's wearing a collar. You know the rules, Dungeon Master. He needs to be presented with his master.” observed Kankuro, tilting the man's head to one side to take a closer look at the collar.

Kankuro heard his Dungeon Master clear his throat and reply, “My friend got collared by a Master but then the Master disappeared. I am willing to act as his stand-in Master and give my permission for my friend to have a session administered by another master.”

Kankuro nodded absently, his trembling hand lifting up the small metal plate and finding his mark there, still as shiny as the day he placed this collar around the man's neck.

Holy Mother of Mercy...It was him.

“May I speak freely, sir?”

Kankuro moved his eyes down from the man's neck and saw the slight trembling in the man's body.

“You may, boy.” murmured Kankuro, feeling his throat tighten up.

“I would prefer it if you don't ask me to remove my collar. While he was only in my life for a brief time, he was a special man to me.”

“Am I still a special man to you, boy?” murmured Kankuro quietly as he tugged back the man's head until he was looking directly into his eyes.

Dark hazel eyes widened in recognition in an older but still very handsome face.

Kankuro watched those expressive eyes of his submissive cloud with emotion before tears began to fall freely down the man's tattooed cheeks.

He wasn't surprised by it.

Hell, he felt like crying too.

“Beacon...” husked the sub, beginning to shake as he began to pull away.

Kankuro reluctantly released the man, allowing him the space he requested.

“What is going on?”

Kankuro looked up to find Shino's covered eyes boring a hole into his flesh.

He didn't need to see the man's eyes to know he was pissed as hell at seeing his friend so visibly upset.

“I am the master who collared your friend. It was not my intention to leave him so unexpectedly or as abruptly as I did.” stated Kankuro bluntly.

Kankuro watched as Shino looked down at Kiba's shaking form before moving his gaze back up at him.

“He waited a long time for you...many weekends at that club, hoping you would show up. You broke his heart. I won't have you doing so again just because you decide that you suddenly want him back.” stated Shino bluntly, not bothering to hide his anger at this situation.

“Shino...please.” murmured the man on the floor.

“No, Kiba. I won't allow him to hurt you. You haven't dated in five years because of this man. You haven't been able to have a decent session because of his carelessness.” returned Shino in an arctic voice.

“You have every right to be upset with me, Shino. I had not planned to collar him after that weekend but it happened. I knew he was the one for me just as you knew that Naruto was yours.” countered Kankuro, glancing down at the bowed head of the man he had wanted for five long years.

“That still doesn't explain why you abandoned him nor excuse you.” returned Shino with a heavy hint of censure in his voice.

Kankuro dropped his eyes to the bowed head of his submissive.

His dungeon master was right.

It didn't excuse him for his neglect.

“You are correct. I do owe...Kiba, an explanation.” agreed Kankuro, his eyes locked on Kiba kneeling.

The years had been extremely good to his submissive.

His hands itched to grab hold of Kiba's shoulders, pull him up from the floor and kiss him until the man was breathless with need but he resisted the urge.

His Dungeon Master was very upset with him and personally, he couldn't say he blamed the man for his reaction to his news.

Both dominants turned as the office door opened forcibly, striking the wall as a red headed male dressed in a charcoal business suit stalked into the office, unperturbed by the stares.

“Did you fly in on your broomstick?” asked Kankuro sarcastically, secretly relieved that Gaara got here so quickly.

“No but I owe a traffic cop a meal and a blow job. You said you needed me here fast...so I got here. Is this him?” countered Gaara with a meaningful nod at the man still in position on the floor.

“Yeah...that's him.” replied Kankuro cautiously as his brother moved over to his submissive.

“Look up, boy.” murmured Gaara, watching the brunette intently as the man raised his head.

“I can see why you fell hard for him. He's too wild looking and built for my tastes but he's perfect for you. He has been looking for you for a long time, boy. I'm glad he found you.” continued Gaara, addressing first his sibling and then the man on the floor.

“I'm not leaving him with Kankuro.”

Kankuro opened his mouth, only for a low voice to counter, “Shino...it will be okay but I need to talk to him. I need to find out why he left me. I'm entitled to an explanation at the very least.”

“Shino...if he hurts, upsets your friend, makes him use his safe word or offers to stick his dick in his ass when it's clearly not wanted, I will personally break his arm.” added Gaara with a malicious nod.

“Sadistic little asshole. You need a whip to your back.” growled Kankuro, crossing his arms across his broad chest.

“Show me a master with the balls to stand up to me and I will consider it.” returned Gaara with a cunning smile.

“What do you want me to tell Naruto? He's going to worry if you don't return to the house.” asked Shino, his gaze still trained on Kiba's bowed head.

“Tell him that I found the master that collared me. He will understand.” replied Kiba, smiling at the floor.

Shino stared at his friend's head for a while before looking directly at his boss.

“I hope to hell you are successful in convincing him, Master Kankuro or I will take great delight in watching as your brother makes good on his threat.” rasped Shino, turning on his heel and stalking out of the office.

“He cares about you deeply. I have never seen my Dungeon Master so pissed or so passionate over someone other than his sub.” murmured Kankuro, not bothered when his employee slammed the door behind him.

“I wonder what it would take to make a dom with that much self control lose it?” speculated Gaara out loud as he walked around the desk and sat down.

“Unless you are planning to switch, Gaara...that's something you won't find out.” replied Kankuro with a smirk.

“May I speak, sir?”

The brothers returned their gaze back to the man still kneeling on the floor.

“Yes, you may...” said Kankuro with a quirk of his eyebrow and a nod of his head.

“Shino just wants what is best for me. He is right to be concerned.”

Kankuro processed what the man said and nodded.

It made sense that Shino would be concerned about this, especially if he had been assuming responsibility for Kiba's training for the past five years.

Kankuro frowned thoughtfully, studying the top of his submissive's head before turning and addressing his brother.

“I'm going to take Kiba home. He's right. We do need to talk. Check in with Shino during the evening.” murmured Kankuro, his hand reaching out to sink into Kiba's dark brown hair once more.

“You've missed him.” stated Gaara, watching his brother ruffling the kneeling man's hair in a rough caress.

“Yes. Yes, I have.” admitted Kankuro, feeling contentment settle down on his shoulders as his hand combed through the shaggy brown mass, enjoying the silky texture on his palm.

“Kankuro. Take him home. You two have a lot of catching up to do.”

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Shino watched, inwardly seething as his boss descended the stairs, Kiba two steps behind attached to an ornate leather leash before he felt a gentle touch on his leg, his mood instantly improving.

Shino glanced down and saw the encouraging smile on Naruto's face.

“Whoah...I was not expecting the boss man to be coming down with your friend. I thought the boss man had given up on that aspect of the lifestyle.” stated Genma with a low whistle.

“Kiba is Master Kankuro's missing submissive.” returned Shino bluntly as the pair made their way over to the bar, Kiba's leash held loosely in his employer's hand.

“No shit.” countered Genma with an indrawn breath, not bothering to hide his shock.

“No shit.” stated Shino quietly, his hand dropping on the head of his submissive.

Shino's eyes were on Kankuro and his best friend.

It didn't matter that this man paid him well to look after his club.

“Master Kankuro.” murmured Shino in a cool tone, inclining his head briefly in greeting.

“Genma. Master Gaara is in charge tonight.” replied Kankuro, ignoring the curse coming out of the bartender's mouth at the unwelcome news that his sibling was taking care of the club as he turned his head and looked at his Dungeon Master with his hand resting on his submissive's head.

“I'm taking Kiba home. I will need a contract.” stated Kankuro, watching Shino clench his jaw before nodding.

“I will go get a temporary contract for you.” replied Shino, dropping his hand away and turning to walk off to his office.

“No. I need both. If Kiba decides that he wishes to stay with me after we talk...then I would like to make it permanent.” countered Kankuro with a frown at his Dungeon Master's back.

The silence stretched, becoming thick with tension before Shino turned and asked in a tight voice, “Kiba...is this what you wish?”

“I'm not sure. In the beginning that's what I wanted...but now -” returned Kiba quietly, breaking off with a shrug of his shoulder.

Shino stared at his friend, feeling conflicted.

He hated seeing the indecision on Kiba's face.

It was what Kiba had wanted for so long but five years was a long time, plenty of time to assess the situation.

Kiba was older, more confident in his role as submissive though.

Shino nodded slowly, stepping forward, his hand reaching out to touch Kiba's hair, pushing aside Kankuro's hand resting on his friend's head and giving Kiba a light caress of reassurance.

“If Kiba wishes to make this arrangement between you permanent after you have had time to talk, I will give you a formal contract as well as my blessing.” stated Shino bluntly, looking over to his boss and silently daring him to argue with him on this.

Kiba had been his responsibility for five years.

He wasn't going to step aside just because Kankuro had stepped forward.

Shino waited for his boss's reaction, impressed when the man's jaw hardened before he gave a curt nod.

“You care for him very much.” murmured Kankuro quietly, watching Shino's hand move slowly through Kiba's hair, not missing how Kiba drew comfort from the caress.

“I do. I want the best for him. He deserves nothing less than that.” returned Shino just as quietly.

Kankuro frowned at the man's blunt response but wasn't surprised by it.

Hell, the man had every right to request that.

“It will be as you request.” replied Kankuro finally, lifting his eyes from Shino's hand to return his gaze.

“Kiba, if you decide that you do not wish to wear Master Kankuro's collar after you have discussed the matter, I will collar you myself. I know Naruto would be happy to have you part of my household.” murmured Shino, giving Kiba a gentle caress with his thumb across his temple.

“I understand...thank you, sir.” husked Kiba, leaning into the caress before Shino slowly removed his hand and stepped back.

Kankuro watched his Dungeon Master turn on his heel, stalking across the floor and disappear into an office, appearing moments later with a temporary contract in his clenched fist.

“Here. Look after him.” returned Shino tightly, slapping the contract into Kankuro's hand.

“I will. Master Shino.....thank you.” murmured Kankuro, slipping the contract inside his jacket, watching the other man clench his jaw.

“Master...he will be fine.” murmured Naruto quietly, watching Kiba walk out with the owner.

Shino slowly out a breath as the front door closed after the two men and gave a curt nod.

Kiba was prepared...he had made sure of that.

The decision was now up to Kiba.

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Kiba stared out the window, lost to his thoughts.

It wasn't as though Shino and he hadn't discussed the possibility of eventually finding the master who collared him.

“You hold position extremely well but I wouldn't expect anything less of a submissive trained by my Dungeon Master.” murmured the man sitting next to him, his large hands moving seamlessly over the the steering wheel and guiding the car out of the parking lot.

“Master Shino felt it was the best course of action...under the circumstances.” returned Kiba through dry lips, his eyes on the hands on the steering wheel.

“It's rare for a Dominant to be friends with a submissive.” commented Kankuro casually, his eyes on the road.

“I know. We met when I was placed to room with him in my first year at college, just as we were getting into the lifestyle but even then, we recognized that we were two sides of the same coin.” returned Kiba, feeling relieved to talk about something safe.

“You have been friends for a long time.” observed Kankuro, feeling the stab of jealousy once more at the man's fond tone when he mentioned Shino.

“Yeah...too long but I couldn't ask for a better man to watch my back or a more competent master to train me.” murmured Kiba with a big smile.

Kankuro turned his head in time to see that smile and was momentarily speechless at how it lit up his whole face.

“You didn't give me your name that weekend.”

Kiba turned to find his master's eyes on his face before he turned his head, his facial tattoos blending in with his red cheeks.

“Neither did you.” returned Kiba in a cool tone, unimpressed with the accusatory bite in his tone.

“You never put my collar aside...why?” asked Kankuro, his eyes back on the road as they approached the highway entrance.

“Probably the same reason you never took another submissive.” countered Kiba, feeling a lump form in his throat.

“Did Shino tell you why I never took another submissive?” husked Kankuro, his chest getting tight as he waited for the man's reply.

“Yeah...he did. I was envious of your devotion to a man who had been out of the picture for that long. I just never thought that I was that man though.” replied Kiba candidly.

Kankuro welcomed the silence that fell between them.

He had not been expecting his reaction upon seeing Kiba walk back into his life.

It had hit him like a sucker punch to the gut how much he had missed the man.

Yes, Kiba had gotten older, more buff in the years but there was still that strong pull and need to claim the man and never let him walk out of his life...ever.

“I noticed the scar on your chest when you were bending down to snap on my leash.”

Kankuro's hands tightened on the steering wheel as he heard the curiosity lacing the statement.

“I was involved in an accident, shortly after I met you. I ended up spending a few months in the hospital.” answered Kankuro finally.

“I'm sorry.”

Kankuro glanced over in time to see the sorrow lance across the man's features.

“It's okay. I am alive and you're sitting here. Life isn't that bad.” returned Kankuro with a half smile.

“You were a doctor when I met you but now you own a club. I'm sorry you had to give that up.” murmured Kiba, looking out the window.

“No, I'm still a doctor. I just don't perform surgeries anymore. I started the club to fill up my spare time and to provide a distraction.” replied Kankuro quietly.

“Shino mentioned you were relocating. What do you do for a living? You were studying Engineering when I met you.” continued Kankuro, enjoying the opportunity to catch up.

“Oh,I graduated and got my degree in Electrical Engineering. I was working at a tattoo and piercing shop during college to pay the bills though and I ended up doing an apprenticeship with a piercer. I still do the piercing in the evenings and on the weekend. I enjoy it.” replied Kiba with a grin.

“Shino's piercings?” prompted Kankuro, flicking on his indicator and switching lanes.

“Yeah, that's my work.” replied Kiba with a chuckle.

“The tongue piercing was a surprise when I first saw it. Quite unexpected for a man of his education and standing to have.” countered Kankuro with a wry smile.

“The surface piercing is sexy as fuck on him though and judging by the way Naruto was screaming a few hours ago, he enjoys Shino's piercings.” replied Kiba with a low sultry laugh.

Kankuro's fingers tightened on the wheel as that laugh went straight to his cock and felt his balls twitch.

“I was surprised to see you were pierced but they suit you...I like them very much.” acknowledged Kankuro, shifting his leg slightly as he turned the car and entered his neighborhood.

“Thanks but this is nothing. I have a few more that are in more private locations.” replied Kiba with a husky chuckle.

Kankuro's emerald eyes dilated in a mixture of shock and lust as a low groan rumbled out of his lips, his fingertips flexing on the wheel.

“Fucking hell, Kiba...” rasped Kankuro, pulling into his driveway and quickly cutting off the engine before engaging the park brake with a jerk.

Kankuro closed his eyes and took a slow calming breath.

He could feel the man's eyes on him, hear his breath get choppy and knew he was feeling it too.

“Kiba. Undo your seat belt.” rasped Kankuro, disengaging his seat beat with an audible click.

Kankuro opened his eyes as he heard the click of the seat belt before he turned in his seat and pulled Kiba close, his hand cupping and cradling the younger man's jaw as he claimed Kiba's lips with his own.

A low moan rushed out from Kankuro's mouth as he felt Kiba's tongue piercing trailing over his roving tongue in hesitant exploration.

The kiss lit a spark within him, causing him to deepen the contact, his lips meshing tightly to Kiba's own, their breaths mingling as their tongues dueled and slid against each other, slick and urgent.

Kankuro felt his lungs burning, his heart racing, his pulse thick and heavy as his other hand moved around to bury into the back of Kiba's scalp in an effort to imprint his essence into this man.

“Ahhh.” gasped Kiba, feeling Kankuro pull back slightly, his tongue caressing the lip piercing before he felt the bite of teeth on his bottom lip.

“Kiba...fuck.” rasped Kankuro, releasing his hold on Kiba's lip to drop his head onto the other man's heaving chest.

“Kankuro.”

Kankuro closed his eyes as he felt Kiba's trembling hand touch his face and finally touch his head in a light caress.

The fire that burned them both so many years ago was still there.

He had missed its absence as much as he had missed this man.

“Kiba...let's go inside.” murmured Kankuro, pressing a kiss against Kiba's chest before pulling away.

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Kiba let out a low groan as his back hit the wall before he heard the door slam shut and felt Kankuro's body pressed up against his, his mouth on Kiba's own.

“fuck....ahhhh....kankuro....ahhh...slow...down.” gasped Kiba, closing his eyes as Kankuro pulled away and latched onto Kiba's neck, sucking and marking the tanned skin.

“No. We've slowed down long enough...I need you now.” returned Kankuro with a husky growl, pressing kisses on Kiba's shoulder before licking a path across his collar bone.

“Ahhhhhhh....FUCK!”

Kiba's eyes widened in shocked delight as Kankuro's head dipped and captured his pierced nipple between his lips and gave it a hard suckle before grasping hold of the bead and giving it a small tug with his teeth.

“Mmmm...the sounds you make, baby. Fuck, I love how you react. It goes straight to my dick.” purred Kankuro in satisfaction, his hands reaching up to unbuckle Kiba's slave harness.

Kiba felt his harness loosen and drop to the floor with a loud clatter.

“Fffffuck...me.” gasped Kiba arching his back as Kankuro's hands pinched his nipples.

“When I'm ready, baby. I like this piercing too. It needs a chain though.” chuckled Kankuro against Kiba's toned stomach, teasing the piercing on his belly button with his tongue.

“And exactly what do you plan on doing with the chain?” murmured Kiba, a teasing tone in his voice as he looked affectionately down on the man licking a path down his body.

“I would connect up all your piercings and give them a tug when you don't behave.” replied Kankuro with a low growl, nipping at the taut skin above the waist band of Kiba's pants.

A low sexy laugh rippled out, ending in a long groan.

“Fuck...sexy, you're going to need a lot of chain.” gasped Kiba, his breath coming out harsh as he thrust his groin against Kankuro's open mouth.

Kankuro tongued the fly of Kiba's pants, feeling the piercings through the leather.

“Holy fuck, Kiba...how many piercings do you have?” growled Kankuro, tugging on Kiba's nipples once more.

“AAAAHHHHHH....fuck....Kan...kuro....ahhh....shit. Why don't you look?” returned Kiba, moaning as he felt Kankuro lick at the head of his cock through his pants.

“Good idea.”

Kiba cracked open his eyelids in time to see Kankuro's hands release his nipples and peel down the zipper off his pants, his hard cock slapping the older man in the face and leaving a smear of pre-cum across the man's cheekbone.

“Fuck....that's hot.” murmured Kiba, biting his bottom lip as Kankuro blew across the head of his cock before sticking his tongue out and teasing the ring in the tip.

“No, baby...these are hot.” countered Kankuro in admiration, a hand dropping down to run a finger down the ladder of barbells on the underside of Kiba's hard shaft.

“I love them all but...this one, now...that's a surprise. What do you call this one?” continued Kankuro, his finger flicking the tiny ring above his asshole.

Kiba's eyes dilated to pinpoints as he felt his hole twitch in need.

“Your ass likes it when I play with it...is that why you have it?” teased Kankuro, his fingertip rubbing over the little tiny ring before sliding down to press on the pink rosebud.

“FUCK!!! Kankuro...do that again...god.” gasped Kiba, reaching down and pushing a hand through Kankuro's hair, guiding the man's face down.

“This? Or would you prefer...this?” murmured the man.

“Ahhhhhhh....goooodddddd.” screamed Kiba, feeling Kankuro move his finger away and replaced it with his tongue.

“Fuck. Kiba...you taste so good.” rasped Kankuro.

Kiba groaned, pushing his ass away from the wall.

“Baby...if you want more, I need to get you out of these pants.”

Kiba let out a low hiss and reached down, tugging on the laces on either side of his hips, feeling the pants slide down his legs.

“Handy.” murmured Kankuro against Kiba's hole, his hand reaching out to pull the lace free on one side before pulling the pants free and draping Kiba's bare leg over his shoulder.

“Better?” asked Kankuro with a grin as his hands reached up and spread Kiba's cheeks apart, sliding his tongue deeper into Kiba's asshole.

“Ahhh...yeah...much....ahhh...ahhhh...fuck....deeper.”

Kankuro moved his hands, cupping and kneading, lapping and laving at Kiba's ass.

“Ahh ahh ahh aah...yeah...there...there...aah...” gasped Kiba, pushing his ass down onto Kankuro's tongue with a grind.

“Fuck, baby...you're damn nasty.” chuckled Kankuro against Kiba's hole before pushing his tongue deeper.

Kiba's eyes widened to pinpoints as he began to tremble, feeling his nuts tighten.

“Fuckfuck...Kankuro...god...gonnacome...gonnacome...so bad.” rasped Kiba closing his eyes and panting, fighting the need to come.

Kiba opened his eyes as he felt the older man's mouth pull away before he felt a hand wrap around his ankle and unhook his leg from around his shoulder.

“Not yet. Let's get you out of these pants and move this somewhere else...okay?”

Kiba stared down at the man still on his knees and smiled.

“We're going to break in your bed?” countered Kiba with a waggle of his eyebrows and a low husky chuckle.

Kankuro groaned and leaned forward, resting his forehead on Kiba's bare thigh.

“I don't have enough patience to wait until I get you to bed...sorry.” muttered the older man against Kiba's skin.

Kiba's eyes widened in shock as he watched the tips of the man's ears darken to a rosy hue.

He was embarrassed.

“Kankuro...it's okay. I can't wait either.” murmured Kiba softly, reaching down to weave his hand through the man's russet hair.

“Baby...you wanna see my kitchen?” asked Kankuro abruptly, getting to his feet and wrapping his fingers around Kiba's wrist.

“You're hungry?” asked Kiba, confused as he allowed the man to lead him to a large open plan kitchen with a marble topped island in the center of the space.

Kiba shivered as he heard Kankuro give a low husky laugh.

“Yeah, I'm hungry. Why don't you hop up here and I will show you how much?” replied the older man, patting the surface of the slab.

Kiba raised an eyebrow and shrugged before grabbing the edge and pushing himself up onto the surface.

“It's cold.” complained Kiba, shooting Kankuro a grumpy look.

“I'll warm you up.” countered Kankuro, grinning at the other man's aggrieved look.

Kiba chuckled, feeling his cheeks warm at the man's light bantering.

“Remove your boots and your pants. I will be right back.” murmured Kankuro leaning in to kiss him before pulling away and disappearing into the shadows.

Kiba watched Kankuro leave before letting out a low sigh and lifting a knee up so he could reach his boot laces.

Boots went sailing into the hallway, hitting the tile with a dull thunk before Kiba lifted his hips and pulled his pants down, tossing them to the kitchen floor in his impatience to get naked.

“Eager, are we? Lie down on the island, hands above your head.” drifted out a voice, heavily laced with amusement.

Kiba swallowed nervously as he watched Kankuro enter the kitchen with restraints, lube and a box of condoms.

“Kiba...it will be okay. Trust me.” murmured Kankuro gently, putting down the supplies on the nearby counter space and walking over.

Kankuro pulled out the contract and carefully smoothed it out before putting it on the surface with a pen.

Kiba glanced down at the paperwork before looking back up at Kankuro.

“Blood play, branding and cutting is a hard limit...sir.” he whispered finally.

Kankuro nodded and wrote it down on the contract.

“Do you want me to give you new caution and safety words?” asked Kankuro softly, reaching over to cover Kiba's hand with his own.

“What do you think?” countered Kiba with a smile, plucking the pen out of Kankuro's hand and finished filling out the paperwork.

“No...I don't suppose so.” replied Kankuro with a shake of his head and picked up the completed contract.

“Lie back, boy...wrists up, arms above your head.” ordered Kankuro quietly, his tread heavy in the large space as he walked over to the counter and laid down the contract before picking up the restraints.

“Your word to slow down is 'beacon', 'lighthouse' to stop the session.” murmured the older man before leaning over to claim Kiba's lips.

Kankuro's released the man, noting in satisfaction, his flushed cheeks and full lips, swollen from the kiss.

“Kankuro...please.”

A large hand reached up and touched Kiba's jaw with gentle affection.

“Kiba...you please me. You pleased me then...you please me now.” murmured Kankuro, leaning down once more to capture Kiba's lips with his own.

Kankuro released his lips, searching Kiba's face for signs of lingering fear before he finally picked up Kiba's clasped hands and began to bind the the wrists together, looping the restraints effortlessly and letting the ends drop down over the end of the kitchen island.

“Comfy?” murmured Kankuro with a half smile as he watched Kiba's chest rapidly rise and fall.

“Yes...thank you, sir.” returned Kiba with a lick of his lips and a cautious look of excitement in his dark eyes.

“Excellent.” replied Kankuro, feeling relieved as he bent down and tied the end of the straps to the metal railing attached to the island.

Kiba slowly let the breath he was holding out as he felt the strap cinch down.

“Just the legs now, boy.” murmured Kankuro, standing up and walking over to the counter once more.

Kiba nodded.

He thought it would be awkward, doing this again with this man but he should have known that the reality was more simpler.

Being here with this man, doing this with him...it was as natural as breathing.

Kiba smiled as he felt the tension finally drain from his limbs and allowed his legs to drape off the edge of the kitchen island and closed his eyes.

He could feel Kankuro's tender touch on his ankle as he wrapped the strap twice before securing it to the leg of the kitchen and repeating his actions with his other leg.

He was still nervous but now as he watched Kankuro finish cinching the last restraint, he could feel his fingertips shake ever so slightly as they ghosted over the bonds, testing and checking.

Knowing this powerful man was as nervous as he, helped ease his mind.

“Kankuro...hurry.” urged Kiba, feeling his heart race as he watched the man stand and walk over to the counter once more.

“Baby...relax. I want this as much as you do.” murmured Kankuro with a low husky laugh, dropping the lube and condoms next to Kiba's tanned hip before moving his hand over to Kiba's waiting cock.

Kiba's eyes watched that hand.

Fuck, that hand had featured in many of his late night fantasies.

That large palm, encircling his shaft, squeezing, moving down and cupping his shaven nut sack...

“Tell me what you were just thinking, boy? I want to know what put that pretty blush in your cheeks and made your hard prick jump like that.”

Kiba licked his lips.

Shit, he got busted but it was hard to react, especially with him here in front of him.

“I was imagining your hand wrapped around my dick, sliding up, feeling my piercings up against your palm...sir.” replied Kiba, with an audible swallow.

“You mean...like this, boy? Is this what you were thinking?” murmured Kankuro, his emerald eyes looking directly into Kiba's face as his hand moved.

Brown eyes widened as Kiba's breath got choppy.

“Yes, yes...sir, like that...ahhhh.” gasped Kiba, biting his bottom lip as Kankuro's hand worked his shaft nice and slow, leisurely grinding the piercings lightly into Kiba's flesh.

That exquisite bite of pain with the pleasure...fuck.

“Sir...sir...please...more.”

A slow smile spread across the man's face as Kiba felt the man's hand shift and drop to his balls.

“Mmmm...very nice...but I find I am more interested in...here.” purred Kankuro, sliding a finger down, over the guiche piercing and ghosting over Kiba's asshole.

Kiba couldn't hold back the low whimper.

Fuck...yes. He needed that too.

“Do you need me here, boy?” asked Kankuro, rubbing his finger over the tiny ridges of his puckered hole.

“Yesyes...I need you there....sir...please.” hissed out Kiba as Kankuro's fingertip pressed down before pulling away.

Kiba heard the snick of the lube bottle moments before he heard, “Take a breath, boy...this is going to be cold.”

“FUCK!” yelled Kiba, his ass lifting from the surface as Kankuro's thick finger quickly slicked the lube on his rosebud before pushing in.

“Breathe...the faster I loosen you up, you quicker you will get what you want.” rasped Kankuro through clenched teeth as he felt Kiba's ass grip tightly to his probing finger.

Kiba's eyes watered from the intrusion.

It stung but it was to be expected.

“Breathe, Kiba...relax. Shhh...it will feel better in a few moments.” crooned Kankuro, as his other hand reached up and ruffled Kiba's hair in a rough caress.

Kiba swallowed and turned his head, giving Kankuro's wrist a kiss and nodded.

He was right. The pain was starting to ease...just leaving pressure and the need for friction.

“Move...please.” husked Kiba, his words muffled against Kankuro's arm.

Kiba felt Kankuro's arm move up to rest his hand on top of his bound hands, the man's lips now pressed against the shell of his ear and then the words began, low and husky, laced with desire and want.

“Fuck, baby...your ass is going to snap off my finger. Are you sure you want my dick up there?” teased Kankuro, kissing the shell of Kiba's ear as his finger began to slow move in and out, testing, opening.

“Shit shit...Kankuro...fuck. Harder.” gasped Kiba, turning his head and arching his neck as he felt the older man nibble the sensitive skin behind his ear.

“Mmmm...you want my finger up this nasty needy fuckhole of yours, boy?” growled Kankuro, drawing in the skin and giving it a hard suck, working his finger a little quicker as Kiba began to relax and give in to the need.

“YES YES....I NEED IT...fuckfuckfuck....aaahhh...fuckmy...needy hole, sir...please please...I need it.” begged Kiba, his breathing choppy as his hips began to move up and down, working Kankuro's finger in deep.

Kankuro breathed in deeply of his lover's skin, musky and damp with perspiration.

He missed it...missed this.

“Baby...can I put another finger inside you?”

“Yesyesyes....please...fuck...please.”

Kankuro closed his eyes as he slowly worked in another finger and felt Kiba's body swallow it inside, gripping it fiercely.

It was hard, trying to take it slow...difficult to pace himself when all he wanted to do was unzip his pants, slick a rubber down his rock hard cock and shove it inside Kiba.

“Do...it. Fuck...please. Don't tell me shit like that...and just tease me.”

Kankuro's eyelids flicked open and found Kiba's eyes staring back at him.

“Kiba.” growled Kankuro, his emerald eyes narrowed and watching as he worked his fingers rapidly in and out of Kiba's ass.

“Ahh...ahhh...ahhh...Kan...kuro...fuck....no more...Now...now, damn it.” rasped Kiba, his eyes traveling down to where Kankuro's fingers were buried and felt his cock begin to leak and his balls draw up.

Kankuro felt Kiba's body tighten up on his fingers and let out an involuntary hiss.

“Damn it...It's going to hurt. Are you okay with that?” warned Kankuro as his control began to unravel.

“YESYES...fuck...doitdoit...fuck.” pleaded Kiba, grinding his ass onto Kankuro's questing fingers.

“Damn it.” growled Kankuro, releasing his grip on Kiba's hands before he began to reluctantly pull away.

Kiba closed his eyes as he felt Kankuro's hand pull away, his fingers leave him, his body shuddering at the loss.

“So damn impatient...” muttered Kankuro as one hand snatched up the box of condoms and the other hand went to his pants.

“Hurry...”

The rasp of the zipper and the sound of the foil from the wrapper tearing was answer enough before Kiba felt those hands on his thighs, sliding around and lifting him forward.

“Open your eyes, boy.” growled Kankuro, watching and waiting.

Kankuro held his breath as he waited for Kiba to obey him.

He needed Kiba to watch him, watch this.

He wanted the image of his cock entering Kiba's ass to be imprinted in his mind as deeply as his dick wanted to be inside Kiba.

Kiba's eyes were open now. He was still unsure, he could see that...but Kiba also wanted him...wanted this.

It was that look of desire that moved Kankuro forward, urging his hips to press against Kiba's tilted pelvis, his cock to nudge and finally breech Kiba's tight ass.

“Breathe...nice and slow.” growled Kankuro as he slid inside, nice and slow until he was buried deep between Kiba's ass cheeks.

“Fuckfuckfuck...”

Kankuro gathered Kiba close and waited now.

Thankfully, he didn't need to wait for long.

“Now...now, Kankuro.” gasped Kiba, moving his ass up before thrusting back down.

Kankuro's hands tightened on Kiba's hips, stilling the younger man's movements.

“Feel...feel what you do to me.”

Kiba's eyes dilated and his mouth dropped open as Kankuro moved, setting a hard pace.

Kankuro had been right. It hurt but his body soon got used to it as Kankuro pounded his ass, ramming his cock hard against his prostrate.

“FUUUUCCCKKK!!! Yesyesyeahhhh...fuckingbastard....fuckmyhole!!” rasped Kiba, feeling Kankuro cock pummeling his asshole nice and hard.

Kiba knew he wasn't going to last, especially at this pace but he didn't care.

“Kiba...shit. I'm close.”

Kiba nodded, his body tightening, getting ready.

“AHHHHH....Ahhhhh...FUUUCCKKKK...comingcoming...AHHHhhhhFUCKKK!!” screamed Kiba arching up hard into Kankuro's body.

“Shitshitshit...Kiba...damn it...” rasped Kankuro, as he swiftly followed Kiba over the edge and felt his hips bucking, his balls emptying.

Kankuro wanted to fall asleep, here with Kiba and not worry about what was going to happen after the weekend or week after.

“Kiba....I know we still need to talk but do you want to stay?” asked Kankuro abruptly, gathering Kiba close as he tried to catch his breath.

A low broken chuckle rippled out.

“I thought you would never ask. I'm too tired to move more than a few feet.”

“Yeah, me too. How about I untie you and we go to bed?” countered Kankuro, not bothering to hide the grin on his face or the relief he felt from the man beneath him.

Another low chuckle drifted out, muffled by Kankuro's large frame.

“Yeah, that sounds like a plan.”

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Two weeks later...

Kankuro raised a hand and pressed it to his forehead, trying to calm the pounding in his head and the sick feeling in his stomach that refused to settle.

He had agreed to give Kiba time to think about their relationship and their future.

Was it a mistake?

Kankuro looked at the computer screen, the spreadsheet untouched and silently mocking him.

How long had it been since he'd seen Kiba? Touched him? Fucked him?

Kankuro smiled at that last one.

He hadn't planned on that happening when he took Kiba back to his place to talk but he should have realized that was impossible whenever he was around the other man.

He recalled the first time he saw Kiba, brash and unsure, standing at the bar with two red triangles tattooed on his cheekbones.

Kankuro had been smitten the first moment the man had smiled at him and declined his invitation for a drink.

To find out that he was naturally submissive...no, he had not been expecting that.

Kankuro closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

“All that sighing is not going to get the payroll done.”

Kankuro cracked open his eyelids and glared at his sibling, standing in the entrance of his office with a shit eating grin on his face.

“Fuck off, Gaara. I'm not interested in dealing with your bullshit right now.” grumbled the older man tetchily, annoyed that his brother caught him in a vulnerable moment.

“Pity, because I have two men here who would like to talk to you.” replied Gaara with a wide smirk as he stepped to one side.

Kankuro stood, knocking his chair over and holding his breath as his Dungeon Master walked into his office with Kiba two steps behind.

“Look after him.” murmured Shino, walking up and slapping a contract onto the surface of the desk before stepping back to stand near Kiba.

Emerald eyes widened in shock before Kankuro moved swiftly around the desk, over to Kiba and pulled him into his arms.

“Kiba...fuck. I'll make sure you never regret this.” husked Kankuro against the man's shoulder.

“You better not. I would hate to see those two make good on their threats.” replied Kiba with a chuckle, his eyes getting misty

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Kankuro looked up into the grim features of his dungeon master.

“Shino...thank you.”

“See you don't misplace him this time, Master Kankuro or I will push your brother aside and break your arm myself.” countered Shino with a slight tilt of his lips.

Kankuro shook his head and chuckled.

“No. I won't lose him again. You have my word.”

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Six Months later...

Shino glanced up at the balcony, watching his boss start the descent down the stairs, the leash slack in his hand as he led Kiba carefully down to the main floor.

He felt a ghost of a smile come to his lips as the room hushed and watched the two men move through the club, their fingertips linked together as Kankuro held Kiba's hand, unperturbed by the stir their entrance caused.

No, they were too wrapped up in each other and that was the way they both preferred it.

Many things had changed around here as a result of Kankuro and Kiba reuniting.

Shino signaled for a house slave as he watched Kankuro lead Kiba over to the spanking bench, giving Kiba's hand a kiss as he helped him up on the raised platform, removing Kiba's leash before Kiba dropped into position beside the bench.

“Set out the barrier and take Master Kankuro his bag and the red nylon rope.” directed Shino to the kneeling house slave, his eyes watching the girl dash off to the employee only section of the club.

Within minutes, the area around the spanking area was efficiently roped off and Master Kankuro's equipment bag and the coiled length of nylon rope were carefully placed on the table next to Kiba's leash.

Now that Master Kankuro was doing scenes in the club, there had been an increase in weeknight business and his boss was now doing workshop nights for customers interested in improving their skills.

“The Beginner's Shibari Class is full again, I see. I noticed that I have a full group as well.” murmured a voice behind Shino.

Shino turned to see Master Neji walking toward him with his equipment bag over one bare shoulder and a slight smile on his pale features.

“Your class and the Shibari are quite popular. The Intermediate and Advanced Shibari are also full this session.” returned Shino, raising his hand to signal a house slave.

“Take Master Neji's bag to the Chinese Room. Set up the barrier and take sure the St Andrew's Cross is locked into position and ready for the demonstration.” instructed Shino to the young man who had dropped to one knee in front of him.

“Do you have a preference on your choice of submissive, Master Neji?” asked Shino as the house slave took Neji's equipment bag and hurried off to the left of the main meeting area in the club.

“I will be doing some flail work tonight. A submissive with pale skin would be better to highlight the stripes.” replied Neji after a few moments of reflection, glancing over at the submissive area with a frown marring his features.

Shino knew that look well.

“You go set up and I will have a house slave send in a submissive.” returned Shino in understanding as Neji inclined his head with a smile of relief and walked off to his room.

“Who was that? I don't think I've seen him before. There's no way I would forget an ass like that.”

Shino let out a low sigh as he recognized Gaara's voice.

“You're late, Master Gaara. The guy with the ass is Master Neji. He runs the Beginner's Flogging Class.” replied Shino as Gaara stopped beside him.

“Only by five minutes. How come I have never seen him here before? It's not as though Kankuro would notice anyway.” countered Gaara with a knowing smirk.

“Master Neji is usually working on your play nights. Master Kankuro has left you a list of jobs up in the office. I need to go and get a submissive for Master Neji to do his demonstration on.” replied Shino, glancing down at the clipboard in his hand.

“That sexy bastard doesn't have a submissive of his own? Why the hell not?” asked Gaara in disbelief.

“Master Neji is particular. I can't fault the man in that. I will meet you upstairs in fifteen minutes to go through tonight's roster.” returned Shino with a nod and strode off in the direction of the waiting area for the temporary submissives.

Gaara gave the Dungeon Master a dismissive wave of his hand, his pale jade green eyes staring in the direction where the sexy dom had disappeared, a crafty smile slowly appearing on his lips.

 
The End.