#isaborou sasaki

[metaharlot]

Isaborou x Gintoki (tormenting Oboro with varying levels of awareness)

With how closely Isaborou and Oboro work it's inevitable they had to have hate sex at one point (credit to @averagelonelypotato for this genius headcanon)

This doesn't do anything for their working relationship in fact they seem to hate each other more after each interaction

After the Baragaki arc however their hate-fuck sessions, few as they are, dwindled even further

Oboro didn't really notice or care until after one session where mindlessly looked over Isaborou's shoulder to see who he was texting and realized it WAS GINTOKI (credit to @averagelonelypotato as well lmao)

Needless to say it was a long, long time before their next hate-fuck

After that, Gintoki basically became Isaborou's secret weapon for getting out of any future interactions/meetings with Oboro

If Isaborou thought a meeting with Oboro present was lasting too long? Brings up how he just bought Gintoki some lingerie for special occasions wink wink

If Oboro showed up as backup for a large battle unexpectedly? Brings up how he thinks Gintoki's abilities with a "sword" are really sexy

If Oboro accidentally bumps into Isaborou in the hallway because they're going to the same place? Starts playing his recordings of Gintoki's moans

Oboro feels like this is the closest he's reached to a living death even with Utsuro/Shoyou's blood

It all comes to a head when Isaborou and Oboro are forced to have a meeting after a really hard week in Isaborou's home (neutral zone) and they're both getting on each other's nerves

And then someone knocks on the door

Isaborou and Oboro lock eyes as Gintoki's annoying voice drawls through the door

In less than a second Isaborou's leapt out of his seat and shoved Oboro into a side closet just as Gintoki opens the door

Oboro's just staring at the closed closet door in disbelief, then his hand starts creeping towards his hidden needles

Gintoki obliviously sits in Isaborou's lap and starts complaining about his shitty day and Isaborou just hums non-commitedly as he wraps one hand around Gintoki's child-bearing hips and frantically texts Nobume with one hand behind his back

"nobume-chan >:((( did you forget i'm having a meeting with Obo-chan right now??? why did you let Gin-chan come in???"

"did you forget I was in the house the last time you fucked Oboro senpai at 4 am in the next room???"

"nobume-chan plz"

"daughter <3 <3 <3 has her notifications silenced"

Though his face doesn't change Isaborou desperately fights back tears, especially as he sees the closet door open slightly, needles gleaming in the light of his elite lightbulbs

Biting back a swear, Isaborou shoves Gintoki down under his desk and points his gun towards the closet door, disguising the sound of the safety clicking off by strategically slamming his knee into the side of the table

The movements of the needles freeze as Gintoki starts screeching under the table, none-too-pleased by the sudden turn of events

"Gin-chan" Isaborou coos, effectively drowning out Oboro's overpowering bloodlust with his own and successfully capturing the attention of both silver-haired warriors with the sickly sweet tone

"You're not the only one who's had a rough day. So I suggest you stop being an entitled brat and figure out how to make it up to me before I start choose to end our peaceful relations right here and now."

Oboro knows he's not just talking to Gintoki and reluctantly lowers his weapons to sulk in the closet. Isaborou is too valuable of an ally to lose at this time, even though it drives him insane to know just how easy it would be to kill the samurai right now

Isaborou relaxes minutely and switches the safety back on as a loud whimper comes out from underneath the desk

He looks down to see Gintoki has dropped into sub-space at the sudden tone, looking up at him with a mixture of confusion and fear

Isaborou softens, placing his gun in one of the many hidden compartments in his desk and pulling the samurai back onto his lap

"I'm sorry pet, that tone was uncalled for. I didn't mean it darling, Daddy was just in a terrible mood."

Oboro shudders in disgust in the closet and covers his ears

Gintoki's still deep in sub-drop on Isaborou's lap, confused and hesitant to touch the older man

Isaborou clicks his tongue, causing Gintoki to flinch before Isaborou leans forward to kiss him deeply

Gintoki gasps into his mouth before quickly accepting the tongue invading his mouth, letting it explore as he moans loudly in the room

Oboro has retreated to the other corner of the closet, covering his ears

Isaborou continues lazily exploring Gintoki's mouth, only taking breaks to tease and apologize breathily into his ears, causing Gintoki to mewl helplessly against him

Once Gintoki has gone pliant beneath him, Isaborou murmurs against his ear:

"You're always such a good boy for me~ Why don't I make both our days better, and fuck my thanks into you pet?"

Gintoki moans helplessly, hearts in his eyes as he whimpers out a "yes please Daddy~"

Thus starts Oboro's seven hours in hell

With the exception of the closet, no space in the office was spared from these two animals

The floors, windows, desk, and yes even the closet door were repeatedly used for the insane mating that went on between the two pervert samurai

Oboro had curled into the fetal position at the other end of the room, fruitlessly covering his nose and mouth against the smell of hardcore sex seeping under the door

Nobume had smartly left the house shortly after switching off her notifications, another L for Oboro as his texts for help on his rarely-used phone were promptly ignored

Only after the sun had set and rose once more did the two samurai finally call it quits, Isaborou carrying Gintoki out of the room to wash him off in the bathroom and leaving a flippant remark that the maid will come in eventually to clean up the mess, anything in the room can handle itself for the moment

After he was sure no one would be returning to the room, Oboro crawled out of the closet fighting back tears, before accidentally touching something on the ground and jumping to his feet

He considered using one of Isaborou's guns to off himself or at least momentarily erase the memories, before seeing how Isaborou's desk was covered in more mosaics than an art exhibit and skedaddling out of there

Needless to say Oboro never set foot into Isaborou's house again and Gintoki gladly accepted the random extra sugar baby money that came with Isaborou's usual monthly deposits (wink wink) with glee, no thoughts in his empty, sugar-addicted, horny brain

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