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"Argh!" Haru groaned as he felt pain in between his thighs and legs. It's like someone is pulling them hard. Haru closed his eyes and beared the pain because it's not like he can do anything about it now.
"Ah! G-gentle...! Ah!" He held onto the edge of the desk and bit his lower lip. Little tints of red can be seen in his face. His brown locks bounced at each movement that he makes. It's like someone or something is thrusting against him.
"Why am I here again?"
"The hell is this for, anyway?"
"This hurts..."
Haru let out a loud moan as something had hit his spot in the right angle.
"G-gah!" His eyes shot up and tears started to clump in his eyes. Haru bit his lip harder to the point that he can taste his own blood. His toes curled up and his legs were shivering. His hand tremble and his back was shivering.
Haru can't even tell if this is pleasure or pain anymore.
But he knew he had to finish it somehow.
Suddenly, someone whispered in his ear, which shocked the older male.
"Inspector Kato, please stay still. I can't help you if you keep moving." His voice was deep and soothing. His breath smelt like cigars and his hair was in a slick back. His undone necktie was swaying around his neck.
This sight and his voice made Haru turn beet red.
Daisuke couldn't help but smirk at him. For all we know, Daisuke is helping Haru with whatever this is. Haru panted and was red all over. Daisuke leaned forward and looked at Haru. The burnetter turned even more red as he stared back at Daisuke.
"B-be gentle, you jerk..." Daisuke didn't follow his instructions. He isn't anyone's dog... at least that is what he's trying to say...
"W-wah! Kambe, you-" Pain struck in Haru's bottom. It was painful and sudden. Haru's eyes are about to release tears when Daisuke hit it again.
"Gah!" At this point, Haru was red and tears are flowing down his cheeks. Daisuke seem to just smirk. The millionaire detective wiped his partner's cheeks and kissed both sides. Haru released low moans and grunts as this "exercise" went on.
"K-Kambe... I'm... I'm-" Haru loudly moans as he reached his limit. He felt juice coming out of him. His helper, Daisuke, seem to have not reach his yet.
"Kato-san, please bear it more... For me, at least..." Haru gulped and looked at him, little hints of red showing in his smooth skin.
"Y-you... You better hurry... People might hear me and ask for a noise complaint."
"As you wish..." And so Daisuke continued to do his part of the "exercise" while Haru, well, "helped".
"Kambe, you were rough! You bastard, I'm not letting you do it again."
"And why is that?" Daisuke was putting in a puppy look but it doesn't work on Haru.
"This so called "exercise" is not for me," Haru grabbed a white pillow and smacks Daisuke with it, "and you tricked me into doing it with you, you millionaire jerk!"