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Title: The Feeling of Leather
Fandom: Kamen Rider Zeztz
Pairing/Characters: Zero/Odaka | Agent Four | Nox
Rating: E
Word Count: 2104
Content Notes: Pre-Canon, Blow Jobs, Dubcon, Abuse of Power + Authority, Power Imbalance, Glove Kink, Praise Kink, Leather Kink, Finger Sucking, Come Licking, Face-Fucking, Older Man/Younger Man, Dom/Sub Undertones, PWP
Author's Note: For the tokukinkmeme prompt of: Kamen Rider Zeztz, Zero/Any CODE Agent, Glove Kink. This could very well become OOC due to future canon developments, but my dick needed this. Also there is a light sprinkle of Fujinox here too.
Summary: Odaka didn't know why he was called into Zero's office.

Odaka didn't know why he was called into Zero's office. He had talked with Zero before. Most often through the phone, and occasionally giving a bow of his head on the rare chance when Zero would pass him in the hallway.

…Right now he wasn't Odaka. He was Codename Agent Four. One of CODE's multiple agents, ready for any mission. As long as he was inside these halls, he was a different man.

Four wasn't sure what would cause such an occasion. Surely Commander Zero was busy. Focused on the ongoing missions of CODE, doing work that only the highest in the ranks would have the privilege to know about.

“Take a seat.” He spoke coolly, and in English. Something he was known to do.

Not making his boss wait, Four did as he was told.

“I wanted to know how your progress was going.” Going back to speaking in Japanese. Putting his hands together and looking straight at him.

Four felt pinned straight to the chair underneath his gaze. With the lights in the office being dim, it made for an oppressive atmosphere.

As his eyes drifted to Zero's hands, Four couldn't help but always take notice of Zero's gloves whenever he was around. Made of high quality black leather. Embossed with his code name. Unlike the rings everyone else would have, a symbol of his rank and power above them all.

“It's been going smoothly, sir.” Four began, “I completed my previous mission without any issue.”

“Good, good.”

Four thought it was a little strange he was asking him so face to face about his progress. Wouldn't he normally go to Three for this? Or call him through the phone? What made Zero want him in his office?

It had to be very important.

“You’re probably wondering why I called you in here.” As if he had read his mind. Zero stood up, starting to pace around his desk. Cracks of light from the blinds shone across his body. Making him really stand out in the dark room.

Four sat quietly, unmoving. Waiting for when it was his chance to speak. He knew his place.

Zero slowly walked over to him. To Four’s surprise, a gloved hand met his cheek. Feeling the smooth leather press against his skin. Zero’s touch was gentle, “Sometimes I like to see how my agents are doing in a way that is more… Direct.” Sprinkling a word of English into his explanation.

Four’s eyes darted back and forth between Zero’s eyes and the hand on his cheek.

Why was he doing this?

He felt a shiver make its way down his spine as Zero continued to stroke, and began to feel a warmth bloom deep within his core.

This felt wrong, but it had been so long since he felt the touch of another man. Or anyone. Being so engrossed and lost in his work as an agent, his missions had begun to take up more and more of his time. It felt as if he began to lose the ability to communicate and be close to anyone who wasn’t inside the ranks of CODE.

It always would be Fujimi who initiated touch. Wrapping his arm around him with a laugh and pulling him close. Even if he did that to everyone, it always had sparked an indescribable feeling inside Four.

This had to be some sort of test. A way to keep his ability to detach from the world around him sharp. Zero must be playing mind games with him, nothing more than that.

“Don’t worry.” Zero whispered, “I’ll keep this just between us.” A gloved finger slid its way down to his lips, softly stroking them.

Four could feel goosebumps start to form across his body. A primal part of him couldn’t get enough of the texture of his glove. As Zero’s finger continued to stroke, a different and tiny part of him wanted to know how it would feel somewhere else—

No. This was a test. He could not afford to fold in front of his Commander. Doing so would let him down. Showcasing he was a weak link inside of what made up CODE. And a weak link was something the organization could not afford to have.

Above all else he needed to remain strong, and unwavering.

“So resilient, Codename Agent Four.” Zero cooed. Going back to delicately stroking his cheek. This time with the back of his hand. As the tips of his fingers dragged down Four’s face, he could feel his dick twitch inside of his pants.

He knew his mind was strong… Though clearly his body needed to catch up.

A gleam in Zero’s eye, it looked like he knew this too.

Hand moving down to his chin, Zero tilted up Four’s head and kissed him.

Four’s eyes widened. Left frozen, unable to move. Why was Zero kissing him? Four had countless questions rush into his mind. Did he do this to any other agents? Given what he said earlier about being direct with the others, Four couldn’t help but wonder.

This was such a massive and disgusting misuse of power from his Commander. Not to mention the implications of him doing such acts to the others. Would anyone even believe him if he brought this up?

And yet… Four couldn’t find it in himself to push Zero away.

He took the kiss, slowly closing his eyes. Feeling Zero’s stubble brush against his face. As his tongue began to make its way in, Four accepted that too. Doing the bare minimum and following the lead of his Commander as the kiss deepened.

“Good.” Zero stroked Four’s lips once again as they came up for air. This time with his thumb.

Four felt himself shiver from the praise. That mixture of praise, with the leather glove making its way across his skin, it was intoxicating.

Zero began to push his thumb into Four’s mouth. Four’s eyes widened once more.

“Now be a good boy and suck.” Zero ordered. Darkness and power were seeped in his voice, coating his words.

Well, he wasn’t really in a position to refuse. Though at this point Four began to wonder even if he wasn’t in such a position, would he still refuse? Deep down inside his being Four could feel it; He was folding.

Closing his eyes again Four began to suck, licking the tip of Zero’s thumb. “Mmm…”

“Good boy.”

Chasing more of that praise, he pushed himself forward. Taking in more of Zero’s thumb. Diligently sucking and licking. It was interesting to feel the texture of the leather brush against his tongue.

It was even more intoxicating to suck a part of the gloves that Zero wore every day. An ever-present symbol of his power. As it all went to his head, Four felt his dick become harder with each passing second. Feeling it starting to strain against the fabric of his pants.

Zero smiled down at him as he removed his thumb. That gleam still in his eyes, he swiftly unzipped and freed his half hard cock. “Help me out, and I’ll help you.”

Another order.

With how painfully hard he was, Four wouldn’t even question it this time.

Starting to lick up from tip to base, Zero’s dick gradually started to harden before his eyes. Four felt that fire in his gut only burn hotter as Zero’s cock grew in front of him with each lick. Knowing full well he had this effect on his Commander.

How long did Zero want to do this with him, he wondered. Sucking the tip of the head, licking the slit.

“Ah… Keep going, Four.” Zero’s voice was impressively restrained for a man that was having his dick sucked. Though still breathy enough for anyone who knew better to be able to clock what was happening.

Four obeyed. Obediently taking Zero’s cock into his mouth as far as he could. Beginning to move back and forth, drool making its way down his lips as he sucked.

Zero roughly grabbed Four’s hair, and started to push his dick into him. Deeper than he’d normally take it. Thankfully, his gag reflex decided to spare him today as Zero began to fuck his mouth with a grunt. Biting his lip while doing so.

His eyes started to glaze over as Zero fucked with reckless abandon. Feeling the heat of his cock overwhelm his mouth. Filthy noises began to fill the air of the office. And Four’s drool began to drip onto the floor.

Zero came into Four’s mouth with a throaty moan, all while Four silently swallowed Zero’s cum. Another indescribable emotion bubbled up inside of Four as he did so. More warmth spreads across his core. Starting to feel so hot that he would burst.

Wiping the sweat off his brow, Zero zipped up his pants. “You did a good job, Codename Agent Four.”

Four let the praise float into his ears. Taking it in, basking in it. Letting it flow across his body and add to the waves of warmth that were enveloping him.

“Now, as promised.” Zero gestured with his hand for Four to unzip his pants. Making sure to show off his own Codename on his gloves in the process. Another display of power.

Without making him wait a moment more, Four unzipped his pants. His dick visibly as hard as a rock. Leaking precum as a drop slowly moved down the shaft.

“My, my.” Zero mused in English, a smirk made its way across his lips. Taking Four’s cock into a gloved hand and beginning to pump. Precum coating Four’s dick as he stroked.

At this point Four’s body and mind were on fire. Pleasure came from every angle, addicted to the feeling of leather against his dick. Biting his lip, he started to thrust into Zero’s hand. Bucking his hips and chasing more of the sensation. Wet and filthy noises began to fill the air of the office again.

The way Zero looked at him as he continued to pleasure him made Four go wild. A dark hunger present deep in his eyes, along with that little smirk. You’d never expect a handsome man with such composure and class to ever look such a way.

And yet he was, and at him, no less.

Biting his lip even harder, Four came all over Zero’s glove with a muffled whimper. He had a feeling that given how hard he was, he wasn’t going to have lasted very long in the first place.

Looking up at Zero, his eyes were still dark as he kept smirking. What else did he have planned?

Zero raised his fingers up to Four’s lips. He could see it, the glove was covered in streaks of his cum.

“Lick.” Zero ordered, bluntly and plainly. Also in English.

Four looked up at his Commander through his lashes. Starting to slowly lick the cum clean off his gloved fingers. Once again taking in the texture of leather against his tongue. By this point, Four had now realized just how much he enjoyed the feeling. A light flush of pink spread across his cheeks at this realization.

Four made sure to lick every drop of his cum off of his gloves. Nothing less would suffice. These gloves were the embodiment of Zero’s title.

After a couple minutes of licking across the gloves, and sucking some fingers along the way, he did one slow, final lick. Thoroughly cleaning up the cum that landed on the embossed “Number Zero”. Feeling a heady rush overtake him as he licked such an important part of those gloves.

“Good boy.” Switching back to Japanese again. Praising him while stroking his head. “You will speak of this to nobody. Do you understand?”

“I do, Commander.”

“Good.” Zero paced back to his desk, sitting down while intertwining his hands. His gaze was fixed on Four. “Meet me again here, same time tomorrow.”

“Yes, Commander.”

Zero swiveled his chair and turned his back to Four. “You are free to go.”

Four quickly zipped his pants and fixed up his hair before going back into the hall. Making sure to look respectable.

Thankfully nobody else was in the long, empty hallway.

As everything that began to happen truly sunk in… Four felt an immense amount of shame within himself for having folded back there. This had to have been some sort of test. Commander Zero must want to test his resolve once again for having folded today.

That had to be it.

Tomorrow he’d have to do better. He needed to do better. After all, he was an agent of CODE.

End Notes: I don't think that was what Zero was going for Odaka...