[Alice in Borderland] Ficlet "A Column to be Decorated with my Fingers; Chishiya/Reader, R

[fuzipenguin]

Title: A Column to be Decorated with my Fingers
Fandom: Alice in Borderland
Series: n/a
Author: FuziPenguin
Characters: Chishiya Shuntaro, Reader
Pairing: Chishiya Shuntaro/Reader
Rating: R
Word Count: 350
Summary: He had noticed you staring, but he hadn't realized why until later.
Warnings: Asexual Character, collar kink, Choking Kink, Post Beach, Flash Fic
Notes: Self-beta'd.
Disclaimer: This is a piece of fiction. No harm was intended in the creation of this work. All rights belong to the original creators.

               For the entirety of the game, Chishiya had noted you staring at him. He thought it was due to the high stakes involved, but he later discovered there had perhaps been another cause for your focus.

               Back at the apartment, Chishiya sat perpendicular to the bedroom’s small desk and fiddled with a new taser. You came out of the bathroom after washing up and pressed against his back, hands landing on his shoulders.

               “Rough game,” you commented.

               “Mm,” Chishiya replied. It had been a Game. They had won and people had died. It was a typical undertaking in the Borderlands.

               “I discovered something.”

               “What’s that?” Chishiya was distracted. He’d need another pack of rechargeable batteries. There still might be time to—

               Your hand wrapping around his throat brought him up out of his thoughts. He blinked and met your gaze in the large mirror hanging on the back of the closet door. “—I like seeing you in a collar. Your neck is practically made for one.”

               Chishiya carefully placed his project on the desk. Leaning back in the chair, he arched his neck slightly, watching your lips part and your pupils dilate. You pulled his head back enough to rest it against the softness of your belly and then lightly squeezed your fingers. Chishiya swallowed, just to test the constriction.

               He rather liked it.

               “Is it?” His voice emerged slightly raspy. “Should we go shopping?”

               You let up on the pressure and stepped forward and to the side, fingers trailing like butterfly kisses down his throat to his shoulder. Turning to face him, Chishiya noted you wore a short black robe. It was loosely belted, making it clear you had on nothing else underneath.

               “No, Shuntaro,” you said, smiling a little. “Later. Come to bed. It’s sexy times now.”

               He was asexual and had always been sex indifferent. As such, he often missed certain cues. But you were direct with what you wanted. It wasn’t a task to have sex with you; rather an enjoyable experience from start to finish.

               “Yes, ma’am,” he said, taking the hand you offered.

 

~ End