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Enveloped In Gold
Fandom: Kamen Rider Gotchard
Character(s) and/or Pairing(s): Geryon/Minato
Rating: E
Word Count: 1600
Contents: Wax Play, Alternating POV, Drabble Sequence, Quadruple Drabble, Unhealthy Relationships, Power Imbalances, Masochist Minato, Facials, Hand Jobs, Under-negotiated Kink
Notes: While I did research for this kink since I've never written for it before: Do not take this fic as an "how-to wax play" guide! (Geryon doesn't strike me as the sort of man who abides by safe kink practices anyways.)
Starts with Geryon's POV, and then alternates from there. Thank you so much to Taiga for beta reading this for me! ❤️ Originally posted on 2024-03-24.
Summary: Another late night, another session with Minato in the darkness of the academy.
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Another late night, another session with Minato in the darkness of the academy. He’d sent off the dark sisters on another mission, leaving the two alone to attend to their… business.
This was far from their first hookup ever since he’d taken over the academy. And it was far from going to be their last one anytime soon.
Summoning a box with the flick of his wrist, the crimson gemstone on Geryon’s ring shone bright in the dimly lit classroom. Upon opening up the box, he couldn’t help but take a look at the sight of Minato who was spread out and laid bare on his back on one of the tables.
It was a beautiful sight. Minato was rather easy on the eyes, that much hadn’t changed over the past ten years.
(Along with the rest of this educational establishment. But there was time to gawk at the academy later. Some wonderful chemistry was about to happen tonight.)
Inside the box was a set of candles. They were of a glittering gold color. Twinkling and shimmering underneath the dim light of the classroom, and perfect for any true alchemist who took themselves seriously.
As the first one was lit, he glanced back over to Minato. Laid before him was a man who continued to make poor choices. That hadn’t changed either. But just why did he keep coming back to him? Especially after all he’d done to him. Constantly prodding him about his biggest mistake, the cube that was always in his hand, a reminder that was always in sight.
You’d think he’d just go off to his quarters, leaving right after when he was told. But no, he kept coming back for more every single time…
Not that Geryon had anything to complain about. Minato was a nice little toy, who always made for a rather pleasurable evening.
Plus these little “sessions” of theirs were a good way to continue practicing his total control over him. Giving him a good reminder of who was truly in charge here. How his heart was forever within his grasp. That if he made just one wrong move, and more futures would be snuffed out without a second thought.
Looking back to the candle, there was more than enough wax to get started with now. It was time to begin.
Beginning to pour some wax across his chest, “Let gold envelop you…”
Gasping and arching his back, Minato whimpered as the first drops of wax hit his skin. Some pooled in small areas, but most slowly dripped down. Painting his skin with the color of gold, the element historically associated with the art of alchemy.
The instant shift in temperature all went straight to his dick. Panting, he waited in anticipation for more. Though his thoughts quickly wandered off as Geryon paced around him.
Why did he keep coming back? This was a bad idea, and he knew it. Telling himself to just go back to his post after being given orders and to stay far, far away from this man.
And yet—
Another stream of drops hit his skin. Gasping, writhing. His dick twitching as his chest was painted with even more streams of wax. Inside his mind he begged for more.
Why?
A part of him felt like he deserved this. To deal with each and every one of Geryon’s whims as some sort of way to make up for the lives he was at fault for ending. Another part of him was somehow still attracted to Geryon. Harboring feelings for him ten years ago that seemed to never have left his side.
The truth was probably somewhere in the middle. Or maybe something else perhaps—
More wax. His moans filled up the air of the near-empty classroom. Precome leaked from his dick, joining the array of droplets and streaks that decorated so much of his body.
Geryon looked down at him with a look of smug self satisfaction. “Are you having fun, Minato?” Slightly spinning the candle in his hand as wax continued to pool at the bottom of the flame. Then pouring even more across his chest, leaving another trail of gold across it.
It felt so fucking good. “Aah—” His entire body squirmed against the cool, hard surface of the table. If there were any cloth to grip, he would. The tips of his fingers dug into the table as a substitute to that as he kept continuing to moan.
Beginning to slowly drag his fingers across his chest, “Because I am.” Geryon chuckled darkly. Flicking a nipple which elicited a pleased whine from Minato.
He looked up at Geryon with hazy and half lidded eyes, responding obediently. “Yes, sir.” Shivering and arching slightly under Geryon’s touch as he continued to feel up his whole body.
“Good.”
Dragging his fingers across Minato’s body, Geryon took in the softness of his skin contrasted to the firmer but smooth texture of the dried wax. Enjoying taking in all the sights and sounds of his little toy shivering and whimpering underneath his touch. Slowly dragging his hand to places lower and lower— Until his hand was right at his thigh.
A gleam in his eye, Geryon began to slowly caress the area. The tips of his fingers made their way across the sensitive skin, purposefully going at an agonizing pace to coax even more sounds out of Minato. Each and every moan and whimper creating a pool of heat inside of him. He could feel himself getting harder and harder.
Yes, he could easily go for Minato’s dick right now. But where was the fun in that?
Besides, he had another rather stressful day. The latest of his Malgams had failed its mission, defeated by that boy and his friends. While yet another thorn was being jabbed into his side, in other ways things were still going according to plan. The key was being forged and made stronger through the flames of battle.
In time, everything would fall into place. His ideal world would be upon him sooner rather than later.
So for now he could just focus on his little plaything. Taking in the moment. Exercising his complete and total control as he poured more wax across his abdomen. Then his chest, and now beginning to add some droplets to his thighs.
Chuckling as he saw how Minato reacted to it all. “You look good like this…” Biting his lip, he wrapped his hand around his dick. Slowly beginning to pump at it. Smirking as Minato arched his back in response to his touch. “Perhaps I should do this to you more. What do you think?” His thumb moving in slow circles at the tip.
Despite the framing of his words, this wasn't a question. It was a declaration of what was to take place during their next hookup come tomorrow night. There was to be no say that he would have in this matter.
Not like Minato didn’t know that already.
After all this, he should drag him to the beds in the infirmary for even more fun. Now that was an idea… The night was young. And there was still so much wonderful chemistry to take place.
Geryon possessed an old-fashioned way of thinking compared to most of alchemist society today. That the worthless objects of this world must be turned into gold. Turning any material into gold was what the art of alchemy was originally created for, after all.
Minato’s hips trembled as he continued to stroke up and down, more precome leaking. Only making each calculated pump by Geryon feel all the more pleasurable.
This combined with the heat from the dried bits of wax, it all felt so good. It was a combination of sensations that he was all but so utterly weak to.
He could barely continue to contain himself, coming all over Geryon’s hand with a breathy moan. Panting as Geryon just wiped his hand on his thigh after a beat.
As he came to, he could hear the sound of pants unzipping. Before he could really process it, his face was suddenly covered with cum. Hearing a pleased groan from Geryon as he zipped his pants back up. A groan that made heat begin to swell up inside his body again, already.
Geryon walked over, his hand slid at the back of his head and pulled his hair, making a “Ngh” leave his lips as he forced Minato to look right at him.
“You look so good like this Minato.” Wiping some cum off across his lip with the tip of his thumb, only to shove his thumb right into Minato’s mouth. “It’s a look that really suits you.”
He obediently swallowed, and then sucked with a hazy look in his eyes. Feeling his skin begin to prickle as Geryon focused his gaze straight on him. Smirking as Minato continued to take in and suck at his thumb as he continued to push all of it in.
“Mm…”
Surely, this was all yet another way for him to show Minato just what he’d truly thought of him.
A toy, another one of his countless little dolls to do as he pleased with. Making him do each and every one of his whims as he saw fit.
Despite how this was a show of power, and a way to tell Minato that to him he was just an object solely to suit his needs and be a means to an end… Geryon knew he’d still come right back to him.
And he was right.
Truly, he was a man of poor choices.
End Notes: Done for toku100challenge! My first sequence for the challenge! The prompts used for this are: Control, Wax, Feeling, Gold.
This was originally supposed to be a sequence of tripple drabbles, but I got into it with one of the POV sections so an extra 100 words for the others it is! Geryon is such a little freak, he's fun to write. And I enjoy exploring the dynamic between him and Minato.
I have multiple other Gotchard wips but this one really bit at my brain recently so I took the time to get it done. Thanks for reading!