It wasn't the first time Mori has called requested Chuuya join him in private, several times he'd been summoned to the privacy of Mori's bedroom for an evening.

Chuuya had expected this one to be no different than the rest.

Stripping his clothes and laying across the larger bed, Chuuya remained as still as he could as Mori began to touch him, gentle hands roamed his body, feeling up his sides and hips, spreading his legs and squeezing his thights, leaning in and pressing small kisses to his cock.

Chuuya had grown accustomed to Mori's touch, he'd long since stopped flinching and shaking as Mori did as he liked with Chuuya's body. Able to remain perfectly still as he took what he wanted from him.

Unfortunately, that night, Mori wanted something new. Something Chuuya wasn't prepared for...

When the scalpel was sliced across his belly, Chuuya moved, letting out a pained whimper as blood began to seep from the wound.

"Hush, Chuuya. Be a good boy and stay still for me." Mori said, licking up the spilled blood, "we wouldn't want to cause irreparable damage to you, would we?" Chuuya shook his head, clenching his hands in the sheets below and doing his best to remain as still as he could while Mori cut him several more times.

Each slash of the scalpel through his skin burned, he had to bite his lip to fight back the tears that wanted to fall.

Once Mori had gotten his fill and began stitching and bandaging him up, Chuuya silently prayed that the scalpel would be a one time thing...

It already took every ounce of willpower he had to drag himself to Moriubed when heducall, Chuuya wasn't sure he had the strength to allow this to happen again.