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Satoru followed his lover through the labyrinthian corridors of Suguru’s new temple. The one he’d managed to violently wrestle away from what remained of the Time Vessel Association.
As they’d both suspected, it hadn’t been easy getting the cult members to go along with Suguru’s demands. They’d both agreed beforehand that he’d have to use extreme force if necessary. That was inevitable.
But Shigeru Sonoda had had it coming. So Riko was finally avenged.
It was a satisfaction of sorts to them both.
“Who’s taking care of the girls this afternoon?”
Suguru raised an eyebrow at Satoru’s question, giving him a knowing smile,
“Miguel has taken them out for ice cream. They should be meeting up with Shoko.”
“That’s nice! More time for me then …”
Suguru opened the enormous doors leading to the main hall where he would be holding his future sermons with his pseudo adepts.
It was all part of their plan.
Suguru was acting like he was still the renegade Special Grade curse user intent on implementing his plan of eliminating all non-sorcerers.
Really and truly, however, he and Satoru were simply colluding to bring the whole corrupt Jujutsu system down.
They planned on doing it majestically; they wanted it all to crash and burn, make them pay for all the shit they’d had to go through.
“So, this is where I’ll be holding court so to speak.”
Satoru sauntered into the enormous hall, hands in his pockets, scoping out his surroundings over his cool new dark glasses. Suguru couldn’t help noticing how good Satoru looked this afternoon: suede jacket, silk shirt, expensive perfume … all for him? He felt totally underdressed in his sweatshirt and sweatpants!
Over the raised platform Suguru had hung the three main tenets of his new ‘cult’:
Death to the fool. Punishment to the weak. Love to the strong.
“I like what you’ve done with the place Suguru!”
“I’m thrilled you do!”
Satoru slowly took off his expensive jacket and threw it on a nearby chair. As he slowly turned to Suguru, he decidedly ran his tongue along the inside of his upper lip, his eyes turning an intense shade of luminous blue. Suguru knew that was ominous, and so very indicative of heavenly things to come,
“Whatever could you be thinking Satoru?”
His question was answered by the most devilish of grins. Keeping his blue eyes glued on his lover, Satoru gestured towards the hanging tenets,
“Well, I was thinking, place like this, you know, the holy of holies where his ‘holiness’ Geto-Sama will be conducting all his sermons and granting audiences …”
He knew Satoru was only teasing yet being addressed like that somehow, and surprisingly, turned Suguru on instantly. He walked right up to the pale-haired man, stopping a few mere inches away from him, waiting for Satoru to go on.
“Yes, so …?”
Satoru feeling Suguru’s hot sweet breath on his face suppressed the urge to grab him and reach for his crotch. Instead, Satoru decided to take it slow and reached for a strand of his lover’s long hair, slowly curling it around his index finger.
“Well, I was thinking maybe, you should get this here hall blessed as it were. It’d be the right thing to do considering what you’ll be doing here …”
Suguru noticed that Satoru had switched Infinity off; so, he slowly and very deliberately reached up and took his lover’s glasses off him and folded them.
“Hmm I see. And what kind of blessing did you have in mind? Anything particular?”
Suguru softly tapped his lips with Satoru’s glasses.
“Yes, thank you for asking ‘Geto-Sama’, I do have something very specific in mind.”
They stood there just staring at each other for a few beats, silently thrilled with the anticipation. Suguru broke the silence,
“I feel like I should be putting your glasses somewhere safe ...”
”So thoughtful of you! Although they wouldn’t be my first pair you’ve broken …”
Suguru was getting hornier by the second. Chuckling at the various saucy memories of how he’d been the ruiner of all those expensive pairs of glasses, he gently placed them on a side table out of danger, then stepped right back to where he’d been a few moments before, almost standing nose to nose with Satoru.
“So? You were saying?”
Satoru smiled smugly then took Suguru’s hand and led him up to the platform. He stopped, pulled Suguru in close to him and then loosened his bun, letting his dark silky hair flow around his face. It had grown so long, and Satoru adored it. It made Suguru look impossibly hotter. Satoru cleared his throat; it wasn’t easy staying focused on his teasing seeing the man he adored holding out so hot in front of him.
“So, yes, as I was saying, I do have something very particular in mind.”
Satoru pointed down at the raised platform they were now standing on, his eyes incandescent with excitement,
“What better way to bless this bogus place than to fuck me senseless right here. You know, something to remember me by whenever you’re up here pretending to be all holy as fuck …”
Suguru couldn’t hold back any longer. His fingers were instantly drawn to Satoru’s ridiculously expensive shirt. He very slowly started unbuttoning it, all the time looking into those wicked blue eyes,
“You just want to leave your cursed energy all over the place, don’t you? For me to sniff out whenever I’m up here.”
Satoru bit his lower lip with excitement,
“Geto-Sama, does that mean you’re going to ravish me all over this platform?”
Suguru nodded, delighted at how Satoru was letting him strip the expensive silk shirt right off him, revealing his exquisite torso, nipples already deep red and aroused,
“Hmmm, and you’ll be tickled pink to know you’ll get me all distracted thinking about all the wicked things we’re about to do up here, won’t you?”
Satoru moved in closer slipping his arms around Suguru’s neck. God almighty he smelled divine! Satoru whispered hotly in his ear,
“Precisely! ‘Cause every time you’re sitting up here entertaining your adepts, you’ll only be reminded of how good you felt inside me and how you made me come over and over all over your expensive cedar flooring…”
Eager to get this ‘blessing’ going, Suguru decidedly unbuckled his lover’s belt, unzipped his trousers, and forcefully pushed them and his pants down. Satoru caught his breath as the dark-haired man proceeded to greedily grab a firm hold of his exposed lily-white ass cheeks, then shuddered as Suguru proceeded to nuzzle at his neck, playfully nipping at his sensitive pale skin.
Suguru suddenly stopped his ministrations making Satoru groan in disappointment.
“Satoru? Don’t you think it’s too bright in here? Shouldn’t we dim the lights a little?”
Satoru huffed, stepping out of his trousers pooled on the floor. Not wanting to lose momentum, he keenly rubbed his leaking cock against Suguru, then whispered sweetly in his ear,
“No need. I want you to fuck me with the lights on. That way you can see where you’re going. Master …”
It was the first time Satoru had ever called him that and no matter how much he may have been taking the piss, it sounded so fucking hot, a direct line to his raging hard on. Suguru grabbed hold of Satoru’s face, and kissed him hungrily wanting to consume him. Their tongues lapped at each other fiercely, relishing each other’s taste, needing more.
“Right! Get on the floor now!”
Satoru was only too happy to oblige, panting, his lips red and drooling, as they broke away from each other
“How d’you want to start fucking me? On all fours?”
Suguru had already tossed his own sweatshirt away and was literally jumping out of his sweatpants. He shook his head then swooped onto his lover lying on the floor propped up on his elbows, ardently waiting for him,
“No, I want you to see where I’m going too ...”
Satoru, eyeing Geto’s massive hard on, mock begged lasciviously,
“Geto-Sama! Being as I’m so very strong, the strongest they say, well, does that mean I’m entitled to your love?”
Suguru reached in and kissed him deeply, stroking Satoru’s entrance,
“Hmmm yes all of it!”
Satoru slipped a thumb into his lover’s mouth pressing down on his tongue,
“You’re the only master big enough to fuck away all my nasty cursed energy!”
Suguru sucked on his thumb then bit it, making Satoru wince, as he scrunched up his nose, then bit his bottom lip ever so gorgeously in sweet anticipation.
“Stop being such a tease Satoru!” Suguru grasped hold of his lover’s pale hair and pulled him in for another kiss to shut him up.
He gripped Satoru’s hips, rotating them sideways, sliding his eager fingers between his lover’s ass cheeks,
“D’you remember to bring the lube today? I’m all out. I’ve had no time to get stocked up again.”
Satoru shook his head, reaching out to grab a handful of Suguru’s hair, pulling him back over to him. Satoru lapped teasingly at Suguru’s lips,
“No need. Did that before I got here. I’m all ready for you Geto-Sama …”
Suguru pinched at his lover’s nipple, breathing into his ear,
“Fuck you’re always so damned eager!”
“Consider it making up for all the time we lost. When we could have been at it any time any day … Oh, and just so you know, I’ve been eating nothing but green salads all week knowing I’d be seeing you today …”
“Shut up!”
Suguru was losing it, his cock pulsing painfully now. Satoru knew just what to say, driving him crazy. Gripping Satoru’s left leg, he tossed it over his left shoulder to twist him into the position he’d been obsessing about about all week, letting his long fingers slip into him. He was delighted to find it was true; his lover was all lubed up and slick, hot and welcoming. Suguru slid his two fingers in and out, hitting him just where he knew it would drive him wild. But Satoru enticingly demanded more,
“I could take another finger. Or even two …”
Suguru groaned, then obliged. Satoru arched his back and spread out his arms on the cedar platform, letting out a sweet moan,
“Oh Geto-Sama yes, there! Right there!”
Satoru’s incredible new kink for Suguru was working a treat. He bent over to groan into Satoru’s ear as he drove his four fingers in and out of him relentlessly,
“Are you really ready to let me in Sa-to-ru?”
On hearing him say his name ever so hotly, syllables dripping out like the sweetest honey, Satoru came violently, his insides throbbing around his lover’s fingers. All flushed and panting, he clutched hold of Suguru’s hair, pulling him in again, kissing him ever so slow, tongues ever eager, moaning pure pleasure into his mouth. Then he broke away, stretching out languidly whilst tilting his hips upwards, eager now for Suguru to fuck him in this new position Suguru seemed keen to try out, knowing it would feel simply exquisite.
“You know I’m always ready for you Geto-Sama. I want all of you. Right up inside me. Now!”
Suguru felt increasingly lost in a feverish haze of desire, feeling Satoru so hot and wet, totally ready for him again, begging to be fucked mercilessly. Pulling his dripping fingers out, he parted Satoru’s cheeks, exposing the sultry entrance with his thick thumbs. Suguru bent down, hungrily lapping at the dripping opening with relish, delighted to hear the ever so hot sounds Satoru was making at the touch of his tongue. He could eat him all night, it wouldn’t have been the first time. But when he couldn't hold back any longer, Suguru pulled away, panting, then eagerly started to slide into him, feeling some resistance nonetheless. Being a considerate lover, he looked down suddenly at Satoru, waiting for his sign.
Satoru was desperate for more, his blue eyes incandescent with arousal,
“Hurry up and fuck me already Suguru! You know you can’t hurt me.”
Looking down at him his amber eyes blazing, curtained behind his long dark hair, Suguru huffed,
“Then beg me!”
Satoru gave him a wicked grin then purred,
”Won’t you please give it to me till I forget who and where the fuck I am, Geto-Sama?”
That was all Suguru needed to hear.
He pulled Satoru’s hips towards him and rammed his engorged cock right up him, relishing the tightness and hotness of his lover’s insides giving in to his massiveness. Satoru cried out, flinging his head backwards, his hands scratching at the cedar floor.
“Fuck yes Geto-Sama!”
Ever since they’d become lovers, Suguru had slowly learnt how to hold back from instantly coming as soon as he slipped inside Satoru. It always felt so luscious to be inside him, too delicious for words,
“You feel so fucking hot just for me Satoru!”
Suguru dug his fingers into Satoru’s thigh slung over his shoulder, twisting it to get an even better angle inside him knowing it would drive them both wild,
“How the holy fuck can you feel so tight?”
Satoru was arching his back, driving his hips to meet Suguru slamming into him, his lily-white ass turning bright red with the pounding he was getting,
“Suguru! You feel incredible! Don’t stop!”
Then grinning, Satoru pointed to his midriff, circling his index finger at the visible bulge of Suguru’s cock,
“You’re right up here Master …”
“Stop teasing …”
Suguru rammed into him even harder feeling he was close, so close,
“I’m gonna come Satoru, it’s too good!”
Satoru begged him,
“Wait for me I want to come with you …”
Suguru was driving him wild, his cock felt enormous inside him hitting him ever so deliciously, even better than the countless times they’d fucked like crazy since reconciling after the breakup.
“Fuck me harder Master, harder! I want you to ruin me!”
As he excitedly obliged, Suguru bore his fingers even deeper into the pale skin, biting at Satoru’s soft calf, drawing blood, excited at the taste.
Satoru winced then grinned, looking at him through hooded eyes, their blue now hazy and hot, his mouth drooling. Suguru grabbed hold of his lover’s cock knowing he would come with just one pump of his strong fist.
“Now! Come for me Sa-to-ru!”
The way he drew out his name again was too much. Satoru cried out wildly, coming copiously in his lover’s grip, slamming a powerful fist of his own onto the wooden floor, shattering it as he orgasmed around Suguru’s cock,
“I love this Suguru! I love you!”
Suguru came long and hard inside him, feeling his cock being clenched dry by Satoru’s ever-eager insides.
“I love you too Satoru!”
Even after he had unloaded totally inside him, Suguru could still feel Satoru throbbing around him, the multiple orgasms driving him crazy with pleasure.
“Your ass is something else! It’s … it’s still working me …”
“It’s special grade what d’you expect!”
Suguru instantly let out a snigger despite himself. Only Satoru could sound so facetious and hot all at once.
“Shut up!”
“And you, Geto-Sama, have got a special grade cock. Don’t you dare pull out of me!”
Suguru, still panting and relishing the sight of Satoru lying under him, all flushed and out of breath, instantly wanted more,
“Fuck, I’m good to go! Your ass is magic!”
Satoru smiled, delighted, reaching out for him, pulling him in for another unhurried kiss, tugging at his long hair, breathing him in, desperate for more.
“You’ve ruined my beautiful cedar floor Satoru!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll get it fixed for you. Ready to go again? This temple isn’t going to bless itself Geto-Sama!”