Part 13 : "Slowly ,, Sweetly"

>⚠️[18+|AfterCare|Emotional Healing|Gentle Dom|Group Play ~soft~|Sub Reassurance|Praise Kink|Touch Starvation]

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Eli stood at the threshold of the clubroom, fingers twisting the hem of his oversized sweater. His collar felt heavier today — not oppressive, but grounding, like a reminder of who he still was beneath the nerves.

The moment he stepped inside, the noise died.

Toono looked up from the couch, his expression softening instantly. Yaguchi leaned against the wall, chewing his gum slower than usual. Shikatani raised his brows, but didn’t smirk like he usually did. Even Ren paused his phone scrolling to really look at him.

“I…” Eli started, voice cracking. “I want to try again.”

Everyone exchanged glances.

“With all of us?” Yaguchi asked, gently this time. No teasing.

Eli nodded. “Just… slower. Please.”

Ren was the first to stand. “Only if you lead. You say stop, we stop. You want to talk, we listen. You want quiet, you get quiet. Yeah?”

Eli gave a shaky laugh. “Yeah.”

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They didn’t pounce.

They let him settle — a warm blanket laid out on the clubroom floor, Eli in the middle like a sleepy prince surrounded by loyal, careful wolves.

Toono stroked his hair and whispered praise in his ear.

Shikatani’s hands were warm, massaging his thighs slowly, kneading every knot of tension.

Yaguchi kissed along his back, slow and teasing but never going too far.

And Ren — Ren just held his hand, fingers laced tightly, murmuring little instructions when Eli needed guidance. “Breathe. Good boy. You’re perfect like this.”

Eli whimpered softly, blinking away tears when Shikatani mouthed at the inside of his knee with a reverence that wasn’t like him at all.

“No rush,” Yaguchi said as he pressed his cheek to Eli’s belly. “This is for you, puppy.”

And it was. Every inch of it. Every touch was a question; every kiss a vow.

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He came once with Toono’s hand curled sweetly around him, everyone murmuring praise against his skin. And when he trembled from the intensity of it, Ren scooped him into his arms and whispered, “That’s it. That’s all for now. You were amazing.”

No one asked for more.

No one demanded.

They just curled up around him — a pile of warmth and bare skin, of silent promises and praise — and let him fall asleep in their arms.