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Yuuji has to be on guard whenever his husband, high feudal Lord Okkotsu Yuuta, is around.
It’s not because he’s afraid of his husband. No, no. He loves his husband and he knows just how much his husband loves him, too. Yuuji’s fear was perhaps that love was too much and too protective and it is bleeding through his actions.
Yuuji’s not complaining though, coz he loves the attention Yuuta gives him. In fact, very many wives and partners in a similar position as him were very jealous because most of their marriages were arranged, their husbands are often away and don’t have time for them, or they only have partners to sustain their bloodline.
But Yuuta wasn’t like that. Yuuta dotes and spoils Yuuji. He truly, truly loves Yuuji.
The problem now comes whenever Yuuji encounters even the slightest displeasure.
Case(s) in point:
1.
Someone disrespected and ridiculed Yuuji for coming from a different social background (Yuuji was just a lowly merchant’s grandson before his status was elevated due to Yuuta’s position). He even had the gall to say that it was a slip of the tongue and didn’t mean any harm all while looking at Yuuji sneeringly as if Yuuji was beneath him.
Of course, Yuuta would never allow such disrespect and had the man’s tongue promptly cut off.
‘Even if it was merely a slip of the tongue, I do not appreciate any kind of dishonor towards my wife,’ Yuuta said with a small worried frown, betraying the sinister glow in his eyes as the man who tried to talk ill of Yuuji was held down by two of his knights, a third holding the offending appendage out of his mouth. The man could only look at Yuuta in fear of what’s surely to come.
‘Now you shall never speak ill against my wife or anyone ever again. No more slip of the tongue from this mouth,’ Yuuta gave the man a kind smile that betrayed his actions. ‘Isn’t this a great permanent solution to your problem?’
2.
Someone with a fake arm injury intentionally shouldered Yuuji as he walked past, thinking he could milk some money from Yuuji by accusing the latter of injuring him even more and telling him to pay up for medical expenses for his arm.
‘Ah, it must be hard living with such a useless arm. An illness perhaps? How tough it must be to live with such a burden every day. As his husband, it is only right for me to compensate you for what had happened.’ Yuuta smiled and the man could only watch in horror as his fake-injured limb that was once part of his body was cleanly separated off shoulder with one clean swipe of Yuuta’s sword. ‘Now you do not have any useless arm that may cause you any unworthy medical expense.’
3.
Some daughter of another noble was jealous of Yuuji because she was jealous Yuuta gave his affection to Yuuji instead of her and accidentally slipped a glass of wine on Yuuji’s pristine cream kimono.
Yuuta gave the daughter a serene smile, ‘You look very lovely in your kimono, my lady. But I believe it is missing something to accentuate your beauty?’
The daughter, who was batting her eyelashes at Yuuta, was just about to open her mouth to ask what it was when she suddenly doused in gasoline and promptly lit on fire.
Yuuta’s smile widened, ‘What a pretty sight! Now you are glowing beauty.’
The daughter didn’t die since she was able to jump in the nearest lake but she suffered 3rd degree burns on most of her skin. She would be forever scarred and her face deformed, and she would never have the guts to go out in public ever again.
4.
A man started taking an interest in Yuuji after he was gaining popularity from being the one who held Yuuta’s affection and thought it would be a nice idea to flirt with him.
‘My Yuuji is such a beauty, is he not?’ Yuuta said, a proud smile on his face. He turned to the man and while the smile was still there, whatever pride he had in his eyes was replaced with venom and ill-intentioned glint as if the man before him was a parasite. ‘You must consider yourself lucky to see such beauty before you permanently go blind.’
And the man, held down by Yuuta’s knights, could only scream in fear as Yuuta’s gloved hands gouged out his eyes one by one.
Yuuji only heard about this after marrying Yuuta but Yuuji was sure there were more. He only heard of these four when he heard the maids talking.
Yuuji asked Yuuta about it but Yuuta just gave him a kind smile, took his hand to kiss the back of it, and told him, ‘Do not concern yourself with trivial matters, love. It is not worth your time.’
That was the end of the conversation but the next day, the maids he heard it from were noticeably absent from the Okkotsu manor. Yuuji could only hope they were only let go but he knows deep down, those maids either had a part of their body cut off or were killed.
This had put all the servants deeply on edge and on guard in the manor. One slight mistake towards Yuuta— a speck of dirt in his room, his food not cooked to his liking, the papers getting blown over the wind in his study because the paper weights weren’t placed back where they were initially placed before cleaning— were dealt with punishment—fingers being cut off, multiple lashes to the hands and legs, being told to stay outdoors for a night in the middle of winter with only a thin blanket.
Everyone was afraid.
But it was worse if the slight was against Yuuta’s beloved wife.
Yuuji’s bath in the winter was not heated properly? The servant was forced to bathe in hot water, not enough to cause actual burn but hot enough to scald. The servant actually fainted from the heat and almost drowned in the tub.
Yuuji’s favorite tea pot was broken? The servant was made to bring another steaming teapot of fresh tea with her bare hands.
A servant slipped and accidentally spilled Yuuji’s breakfast? The servant was forced to eat every single crumb from the ground with only her mouth, was ordered to eat like a dog the whole day and was forbidden to use any kind of utensils.
Anyone who helped any of the servants being punished would be punished the same way twice fold so no one dared to interfere.
Usually when Yuuta wasn’t around, Yuuji didn’t go about punishing the servants. He would just tell them to clean it off or to make sure they were more careful next time. However, these servants would still end up being punished.
Yuuji figured it was either Toge, Maki, or Panda, the knights serving Okkotsu manor and the only people Yuuta trusts with Yuuji’s safety, who would report to Yuuta. One of them would always be with Yuuji whenever Yuuta was away for business and all three of them were very much capable of killing someone without batting an eye. He knows it was their duty to report to their master but some things were too trivial to report.
‘We tell him about it because he is the master of the house,’ was Maki’s explanation when Yuuji asked her if she would keep it a secret. ‘And any kind of slight against you is a slight against him. He is just trying to protect you as much as he can.’
Yuuji figured the knights telling Yuuta about it was better than Yuuta ordering them to kill any servant who made mistakes right then and there. The order to kill was only reserved for those who try or intentionally, directly or indirectly, hurt Yuuji in any way.
Strangely enough, whatever Yuuta was doing did not put any kind of fear in Yuuji.
Yuuta still treated him the same way he did, still kind, still considerate, and still spoiled Yuuji, and he knows Yuuta would never hurt him.
But Yuuji did ask Yuuta not to hire any children, elderly women, or pregnant women in the manor for their own safety, to not use deadly punishments on any servant for small errors, and to give punishments that would still enable the servants to do their job afterwards (or at least, after their injuries from the punishment had healed.)
With Yuuta’s protectiveness, it looked like he didn’t want to agree to what Yuuji asked at first, but he was a man who could never say no to Yuuji and agreed, but only for a certain price.
Yuuji’s toes curled, his hands fisting the sheets, and burying his face deeper on his pillow to try to muffle the sounds coming from his mouth as one of his husband’s hands caressed the flesh of his ass while the other ever so slowly inserted a plug inside him.
His ass was raised in the air to give Yuuta easier access and Yuuji could only burrow himself deeper in bed as he imagined the hungry yet satisfied look on his husband’s face. He was sure his whole body was red, Yuuta always told him he did a full-body blush.
An obscene moan came out of Yuuji’s mouth as his hole was continually being stretched from the plug that gradually got wider and wider.
This was a new plug Yuuta had commissioned. The one they previously used was smooth and only stretched Yuuji once before settling at the base. The new one was bigger and Yuuta used a generous amount of lube to prep him properly.
What’s more, the plug was designed in a way that it had three sections that became wider in diameter. Each section was ribbed, a feeling that was very new to Yuuji. He could feel every single indent as they passed his sensitive rim, could feel them even inside him. The fact that he was still sore and extra sensitive from their exploits the night before didn’t help.
“Last one,” Yuuta whispered before pushing slowly the last section of the plug, Yuuji shuddering under him at the last and widest stretch before he felt it finally settle inside him. Yuuji could never get used to the feeling of being full, whether it was Yuuta’s or a plug. And this one was not the same as the last, it was as if it had reached parts of his insides the old one couldn’t. It would never be as satisfying as Yuuta’s cock but this was definitely many times better than the last plug.
Yuuta watched with satisfaction as Yuuji’s hole fluttered to close at the tapered end of the plug, kissing softly the skin at the small of Yuuji’s back.
Yuuta let Yuuji catch his breath before he slowly maneuvered his wife to lay flat on his back. This new plug was bigger and longer than the previous one but Yuuji took it all in better than Yuuta expected.
Ah, but perhaps it was also because of their activities last night that ended with Yuuji passing out from overstimulation. But Yuuta couldn’t help it. He had been away for work for a few days and seeing his beautiful wife after so long without him had Yuuta pouncing on him without mercy. Yuuji tried to match Yuuta’s vigor but his body could only take so much. Didn’t mean Yuuta wasn’t proud of him.
Yuuji was sweating a bit and flushed but it was the kind of glow that Yuuta would never get enough of.
“You are very beautiful,” Yuuta complimented.
Yuuji opened his eyes, seeing the love and lust in Yuuta’s eyes as he took in Yuuji’s naked form.
“Thank you,” Yuuji answered with a shy smile.
Yuuta put both arms on each side of Yuuji’s head and hovered over him to give him a kiss on the forehead. “Shall we do the front?”
At Yuuji’s nod, Yuuta kissed him one more time on the forehead before standing back up, taking the lace ribbon that was on top of the bedside table, the small bells attached on each end tinkling softly.
Yuuta lifted Yuuji’s legs by the back of the knees to open them wider, smirking internally at seeing the end of the plug from this view. The simple movement made Yuuji moan, no doubt feeling all the little vibrations from the plug and its little indents.
Yuuta settled between Yuuji’s leg as he delicately yet firmly tied the lace ribbon, dark blue like Yuuta’s eyes, in a bow at the base of Yuuji’s cock, the bells tinkling with every move before each bell settled on each side of Yuuji’s half hard cock.
The bells on the ribbon would chime with Yuuji’s every move but the firmness of how it was tied would not allow him to come no matter how stimulated he would be from the plug inside him.
Yuuta would like to put Yuuji’s half hard cock in his mouth but if he does that now, he might not be able to stop himself and they’d be late for the gala they were going to attend.
Instead, he settled for a kiss below Yuuji’s navel before pulling back to smile at the sight of his beautiful, beautiful wife. Naked as the day he was born and wearing only the ones Yuuta approved of.
He was perfection.
Yuuta sat on the side of the bed, hovering over Yuuji. “I would like for you to wear that until we get back home. But if it becomes too much, you must let me know.”
Yuuji’s previous request to Yuuta involving the servants had a price, and the price was Yuuta controlling what Yuuji wore. At first it was only Yuuji’s wardrobe. Yuuta still asked Yuuji’s opinion about the clothes he chose and respected it if Yuuji didn’t like a particular item.
(Yuuji pursed his lip upon seeing a new kimono design being presented to him.
“You do not like it,” Yuuta deduced with a frown, before turning to the designer with cold eyes, hand already at the sheath of his sword, his other itching to unsheath it and point it at the designer, “You said this is the best. Either you lied or your skills are severely lacking.”
The designer could only cower in fear, immediately getting on his knees to apologize, begging to be spared.
“It is not that I do not like it,” Yuuji said, more to stop bloodshed on their tatami than anything, “perhaps my taste is much more timid than other people. I prefer the other one. They match both our eyes.”
Whatever coldness that was on Yuuta’s face was quickly replaced with a gentle and proud smile as he said, “I specifically chose that for you.”
Yuuji smiled sweetly at him, “Of course you would choose the best for me.”
“Because the best is the only one you deserve.”
Crisis averted. But the designer was given strict orders to design more to Yuuji’s liking if he wanted to keep his business and his head.)
Choosing Yuuji’s clothes also meant most days, Yuuta decided what Yuuji should wear. Yuuji didn’t mind. It was one less thing to think about. And he trusts Yuuta would never make him look bad.
The more intimate stuff came a little bit later. And unlike the clothes, Yuuta didn’t take no for an answer.
Not like Yuuji would. He trusted Yuuta on this. He knows Yuuta would not bring him in any danger when it comes to this. And he likes how his acquiesce to Yuuta’s ideas somehow brings satisfaction to his husband, especially after he’d seen Yuuji wearing what he wanted him to wear. As if Yuuji was his perfect masterpiece.
On the times that Yuuji would look at an item skeptically, Yuuta would always take care to explain it to him.
So far, Yuuta’s favorite was the lace ribbon on Yuuji’s cock. The bells came later but Yuuta loved it even more, loved the sound it made even underneath Yuuji’s clothes.
Yuuji was not allowed to be without them anymore and no one can put it on or remove it except Yuuta, Yuuta promising Yuuji severe punishment if he ever found Yuuji without it.
Somehow the promise of punishment almost tempted Yuuji to take it off just so he would see what his husband had in store for him.
Yuuta’s second favorite was Yuuji sitting on Yuuta’s dick as he worked. It was Yuuta’s response when Yuuji asked Yuuta to relax with him from time to time. He reasoned that with this, Yuuji would be relaxing with Yuuta and Yuuta would be relaxed whenever Yuuji was near him.
Yuuta disallowed Yuuji to move, saying movement meant exhaustion and exhaustion goes against relaxation. That meant Yuuji wasn’t even allowed to touch himself, let alone allow the bells on the ribbon around his own cock to tinkle. (The one time Yuuji was tempted to touch himself had Yuuta denying Yuuji of any climax the rest of the night and the one time the bells didn’t stop tinkling from Yuuji’s movements had Yuuta continually forcing him to climax over and over again. No matter how much Yuuji begged him at both times, he was denied of what he asked until he passed out from exhaustion.) So Yuuji forced himself to obey his husband and relax against Yuuta’s chest. Even falling asleep at the lull of his husband’s heartbeat as Yuuta continued to work. (The days he behaved had Yuuta rewarding him with a very satisfactory lovemaking.)
The plug was Yuuta’s third favorite. He’d usually use it to plug Yuuji up after a long night of lovemaking (sometimes he’d use his own cock.) Then it had somehow become a test of how long Yuuji could go with it on.
The first time Yuuta told Yuuji to wear it as they attended a party, Yuuji was able to last a few hours before they had to excuse themselves and Yuuta had to take it off in the carriage on the way home as Yuuji begged Yuuta to fill him up. They did it in the carriage and continued in their bedroom, their lovemaking lasting until deep in the night.
“I shall,” Yuuji said in answer to what Yuuta said.
Yuuta called in the servants to help dress Yuuji as he chose what he was to wear, Yuuji standing patiently as Yuuta brainstormed what he thought would look best on Yuuji. And then they were out of the house and in the carriage.
The carriage ride did not help the plug inside Yuuji and he found himself squeezing Yuuta’s hand every time it became too stimulating. He can feel the firmness of the ribbon against his cock. It left him feeling somewhat unsatisfied but at least it was helping him quite a bit.
“Do you think you can go for the rest of the night?” Yuuta asked.
Yuuji gave his husband a sweet smile, “For you, I shall do my very best. But if it becomes too much, I promise to tell you.”
“That is a promise,” Yuuta murmured against his forehead as he kissed him. “I cannot have you overworking on this. I have plans for you the rest of the week.”
There was a lustful promise in Yuuta’s eyes.
Yuuji was sure it would end with him passing out again, yet, Yuuji was already looking forward to it.
A few years later would find Yuuji pregnant with his and Yuuta’s first born and as if the blood of the child that had a part of Yuuta’s blood flowed in Yuuji as well, he had become as ruthless as his husband. This only happens though when Yuuji was openly insulted or disobeyed. But he became much worse if his child were ever tried to be harmed in any way. Even if one of Yuuta’s trusted knights was always with Yuuji, Yuuji had resolved to carry a small katana Yuuta had specifically made for him in the sleeve of his kimono to protect himself.
When an enemy of his husband was foolish enough to try and hurt Yuuji and his unborn child, Toge, who was with Yuuji at that time, had immediately stopped the assailant before he could do any harm. But instead of waiting for his husband to impose the punishment, Yuuji ordered Toge to hold the man tightly and carefully.
With his face devoid of any expression except for the cold glare in his usually bright golden eyes, Yuuji took out the knife hidden in his sleeve. With one hand he gripped a fistful of the assailant’s hair and with the other he slowly, deliberately sliced the flesh of his neck, uncaring of the ruby liquid that was staining his beautiful kimono.
Yuuji watched with satisfaction as the man fell on the ground as Toge let go, his hands flying to his neck in a useless effort to stop the bleeding, gurgling and drowning in his own blood. Yuuji loved it even more when the man tried to reach the bottom of Yuuji’s kimono with one bloody hand, his face screaming for help. A small gleeful smile painted on Yuuij’s face as he watched the little pest struggle until the light finally left his eyes and stopped moving altogether.
Yuuta, who wasn’t far, was immediately told of what happened and saw how his beloved wife delivered the punishment himself. He felt a surge of pride at the sight of his wife. He thought Yuuji was perfection then. Now, perfection is too meager a word to describe his beloved wife. It does not encompass the greatness that was his beloved.
Yuuta felt himself falling in love all over again.
And he made it known to Yuuji with how he held and made love his beloved in their bechambers that night.
“I give the entirety of the blame on you for what transpired this afternoon,” Yuuji said, chin resting on Yuuta’s chest after a very vigorous evening. Unfortunately as his beloved was pregnant, Yuuta couldn’t do as much as he used to or he would tire Yuuji, but basking in the afterglow of sex like this wasn’t as bad as he had previously thought.
“For being attacked in our own home or for how efficiently you have punished that traitor?” Yuuta asked, a gentle smile only reserved for Yuuji on his face.
“Both.”
“But you handled it so well,” Yuuta complimented. “And I would not stop you from imposing such punishments to anyone who would try to hurt you or our child. The only regrettable thing about it was his death came swiftly.”
“Do not give me ideas!”
“Perhaps next time we may have them hung in the courtyard by the toes of their feet until it tears off? Or dunk their heads for a certain time in a bucket full of water repeatedly and see how long before they drown? Or perhaps let them walk on a thorny path? A path with burning charcoal may do, too. Or perhaps pushing a stick on one ear and out the other? Or perhaps—”
“Oh, you insufferable man!” Yuuji pouted, putting his hands on Yuuta’s mouth to stop him but Yuuta only laughed behind his palms.
Yuuta took Yuuji’s hands off his mouth gently and pulled Yuuji so the younger was laying on top of him and had his head tucked on the crook of his neck.
“I do love teasing you,” he said, kissing the crown of Yuuji’s head. “But nevertheless, I shall have to ensure your surroundings are much safer in case something like this happens again. And I shall give you the right to punish anyone who do as you see fit. And may I say this,” Yuuji looked up to see Yuuta looking down at him so lovingly, “you were more than perfection this afternoon and I felt myself falling in love with you again.”
A glint of lust, similar to how Yuuta always looked at Yuuji, sparked in Yuuji’s gold eyes, a seductive smirk painting his lips as he said, “And you best remember to fall in love only to me, dear husband. I have recently been made aware of a few punishments I may use at my disposal for any man who tries to be unfaithful to me.”
Heat pooled in Yuuta’s guts and he quickly reversed their position so he was hovering above his wife.
“Then allow me to show you my devotion.”
And Yuuta leaned down to devour Yuuji once again.