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Nails dug into his palms, and his jaw clenched tightly. This was the first time in a long while that Kiyotaka Ishimaru struggled on homework. His normally neat handwriting trembled as doubt clouded his calculations. What mistake had he made? He was usually quick at answering equations like this, and yet this singular question had him completely stumped. He’d been working on it for almost a good hour!
He kept reworking and reworking, yet no right answer ever came. It was starting to make his blood boil and tears well up in his eyes, and he wanted nothing more than to tear the hair right out of his scalp. What was wrong? What was wrong? Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
“Babe!” a voice called out.
Taka, startled, turned to see who was behind him. He sighed when he realized it was just his boyfriend, Mondo Owada. Mondo leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his gaze softening as he took in the scene.
“Ah, Mondo, what are you doing up so late?” Taka asked.
“I could be asking you the same thing,” Mondo countered. “What’cha doin’ up so late for, babe?”
Taka wiped his eyes, embarrassed, then gestured helplessly at his messy desk piled with homework. Mondo sighed, “That homework ain't due for another week, Taka.”
Still, Taka shook his head firmly, refusing to let the assignment defeat him. “It’s always best to stay ahead of your schoolwork, Mondo.” He said firmly.
The biker rolled his eyes. “It’s past curfew, Taka. 10 P.M., to be exact.”
“What!? Mondo, what are you doing here past curfew? You know the rules!” Taka scolded.
“Actually, I’ve been here before curfew.” Mondo said, “Just keeping quiet on your bed, hoping you’d notice I was waiting.”
It took a moment for Taka to process Mondo’s words, shock flickering across his tired face. “Mondo! Why didn’t you let me know?!”
“I did actually.” The other said, pointing to the Moral Compass’ phone, which sat abandoned on a corner of the desk.
Sheepishly, Taka reached for his phone, seeing the flood of messages blinking in the notification bar.
Mondo ❤️: Good night, baby, I love you. (50 minutes ago)
Mondo ❤️: Baby? (30 Minutes Ago)
Mondo❤️: Taka, if you don’t answer this message, it means you’re overworking again. (20 minutes ago.)
Mondo ❤️: Okay, I’m heading to your dorm. (15 Minutes)
Mondo ❤️: I’m at the door. (12 minutes ago)
Mondo ❤️: Kay, I’m heading in. (10 minutes ago.)
Realization dawned on Taka. Mondo has been sitting in his room for 10 minutes, and he hadn’t noticed. Mondo stepped closer, concern etching lines into his brow as he gently cupped Taka’s cheek. “How about we head to bed, yeah? It’s Saturday tomorrow anyway. We can do somethin' special tomorrow.”
“But—“
“C’mon, babe, you’ve worked hard enough this week. Besides, taking a break is great for your work performance, or somethin' like that.”
Taka hesitated, torn between his duties and schoolwork, but then he leaned into Mondo’s touch. The other’s thumb brushed comfortingly along his cheek. However, no longer waiting for an answer, Mondo just shut Taka’s journal and grabbed the hall monitor, hoisting him over his shoulder.
“Mondo!!” Taka exclaimed. Mondo just grinned, carrying Taka to the bed without hesitation. Taka wriggled in protest, but secretly, a fond smile tugged at his lips.
Mondo dropped him onto the bed before climbing on top as well. Ishimaru sighed and rolled over, surrendering to the warmth of Mondo’s embrace as the stress of the week began to melt away. “You are very persistent.”
Mondo laughed softly, pressing a kiss to Taka’s forehead gently before whispering, “Yeah, that’s why you love me, right?”
Taka flushed bright red but didn’t deny it, instead curling closer beneath Mondo’s arm, letting his guard down at last, “Unfortunately so.”
“Hey! What do ya mean, unfortunately?!” Mondo huffed before playfully grabbing Taka and pinning his arms to the side of his head.
Laughing, Taka squirmed under Mondo’s grip, his eyes softening even as he pretended to resist. The two laughed for a bit before growing quiet for a moment, simply staring into each other’s eyes. The Biker then leaned down and nudged the Moral Compass into a deep kiss. Taka let himself be drawn in, the heat of Mondo’s lips searing away his anxieties and stress for one peaceful moment.
He wrapped his arms around Mondo’s neck, sighing into the kiss as it further deepened. Their breathing synced as Mondo’s hand slipped beneath Taka’s shirt, sending shivers through him. The hall monitor moaned at the touch, letting out a soft gasp as Mondo stroked gentle circles across his bare skin, easing the tension from his shoulders.
“God, I fuckin’ love you. So, so much.” Mondo murmured, pulling away to begin nipping at the other’s jaw and neck.
The hall monitor whined at that, “Mm…Mondo…”
“Relax, baby, I got you...” Mondo murmured into the crook of the other’s neck. His hands continued their exploration underneath Taka’s shirt, thumbs moving to rub at the other’s nipples.
Kiyotaka jolted, moaning softly, his hands clutching the back of the biker’s tank top. The other’s hands gently pinched and rolled the shorter’s nipples between his fingers.
“Mondo….please…” Taka whispered shakily. Mondo laughed softly, his hands pulling away from Kiyotaka’s nipples to move down past his abdomen and begin tugging at the other’s waistband.
Immediately, Ishimaru lifted his hips to help Mondo pull down his pants and undergarments. Once off, Mondo’s eyes trailed over Taka’s body. “You’re so gorgeous, baby…”
Kiyotaka flushed at that before smiling brightly, “I could say the same for you…you’re very handsome, Mondo.” He leaned up, holding the back of the biker’s neck to pull him down for another chaste kiss.
Their lips met again softly, but this time the biker's fingertips gripped his hips. Rough, chapped lips brushed against soft ones. Taka’s lips parted slightly, allowing the other’s tongue to slip inside.
Taka’s hands moved from the gangster’s neck to trail up and run through the black and bleached locks. He pulled away, breathlessly, “…aren’t you going to take off your own clothes?” He asked, a bit embarrassed.
Owada laughed and nodded, pulling away to strip himself of his clothing. Taka’s eyes observed Mondo’s incredible body. The muscular, tanned frame that Ishimaru adored so much. He recalled the first time they’d been intimate, how terrified he was.
He recalled how horrified he was at the idea of Mondo’s incredible size entering him down there. Of such a big size, deflowering him. Thankfully, his boyfriend had been patient and ever-caring.
“Hey, what are ya lookin' at?” Mondo teased as he leaned over to rummage through the stand next to Taka’s bed, searching for the lube. Taka laughed softly, “Nothing. I just love you. Very much, actually.”
Owada returned to climbing onto the bed once he found what he needed. He smiled and kissed Taka’s forehead, “I love you too, baby. Lay back for me?”
Ishimaru did as told, lying back against the sheets. Mondo moved in between Taka’s legs, pushing them apart. At first, Taka had been incredibly shy about the two having sex… Yet after having been intimate many times prior, Taka’s initial shyness had faded away.
He heard the pop of a cap, and after a few moments, his breath hitched and his hands clenched the sheets as a finger prodded at his entrance. It circled around his rim momentarily before pushing in. The action rewarded Mondo with a soft, shaky moan. He thrust the finger back and forth slowly.
Taka whimpered, eyes darting to look up at Mondo, “You can add another, M-Mondo…”
The biker did so, inserting another finger and stretching the hall monitor out in a scissoring motion. Kiyotaka moaned and whimpered at the intrusions, legs shaking softly.
“Ready for another one, Kiyo?” Asked Mondo softly. Kiyotaka, whose eyes were closed and eyebrows firmly furrowed, nodded.
A third finger entered, and Ishimaru’s volume only rose. A loud moan escaped his lips, the shaking in his legs growing more intense.
Owada continued to finger-fuck his boyfriend, fingers thrusting in and out and curling in search of that sweet bundle of nerves. After a bit more prodding, a loud scream erupted from Taka.
Ah, he found it. Mondo’s fingers thrust into that spot relentlessly. Taka squirmed and cried out, knuckles turning white from how hard he clenched the sheets. “Mondo! Oh, mm, M-Mondo… I-I’m going to…”
The biker leaned down to nibble at his boyfriend’s earlobe. “Let go for me, Kiyo,” he murmured. And within a few more seconds, Taka came with a loud cry, white ropes of semen spilling from his untouched cock.
Mondo continued his actions, though much slower, finger-fucking Kiyotaka through his climax. Taka whimpered, “Mon, p-please….”
“What do you need, sweetheart?”
“Mondo…please!”
“Come on, baby, I just want you to say it for me.”
Taka huffed, his cheeks red, “I need you inside me, please! Oh, please!”
“There we go, babe,” Mondo cooed as he pulled his fingers out. He grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted a good amount onto his palm before slathering it onto his dick. He stroked himself a few times, groaning softly. He then firmly grasped the other’s hips, adjusting their positions before aligning his large, leaking cock with the Moral Compass’ entrance. He teased for a bit, the tip brushing around the other’s rim.
The other whined, “Mondo!” He would’ve protested further until he felt the head finally push in. He threw his head back with a loud cry, hands shooting up to grasp at Mondo’s shoulders.
Owada’s own breath wavered, a deep moan escaping his lips as he pushed in further, “F-fuck, Kiyo…always so tight and, mm, warm…”
Thick, muscular thighs wrapped around his waist, firmly locking him into place. Mondo groaned at the warm tightness, walls fluttering around his dick.
Ishimaru’s eyes rolled back, and whimpering, “...big...” he moaned shakily. Mondo leaned down to kiss the other, distracting him from the sting. He pressed gentle kisses to his lips, cheeks, temple, and forehead. His hands moved from Taka’s hips to cup his ass, squeezing the pale flesh. Shaky pants slipped from his lips; despite having already met Mondo multiple times before, he could never quite get used to the other’s large size. Finally, after a grueling few slow minutes, Owada finally bottomed out, both groaning at the feeling. The biker stayed still, waiting for Taka’s call to properly start moving.
Eventually, after getting used to the sensation, Ishimaru squeezed Mondo’s waist with his legs. “Move. Y-You can move…”
And so, Mondo began to move. Starting with a shallow and gentle pace at first, rocking his hips in a steady rhythm. Shaky sighs and low moans escaped Taka’s mouth. Mondo restrained himself; their usual lovemaking could be rough and hard, with Mondo quickly jackhammering into the other. But tonight, he wanted to take things slow, more gently. As his hips rocked in a gentle pace, he leaned into Taka’s neck, sucking at the sensitive skin, “So perfect for me, Taka.
“M-Mondo!” Ishimaru gasped, hands moving to dig into the other’s back, “Ah, ah, ah!”
“Fuck… You feel amazin’, Kiyo…” Mondo moaned, his thrusts moving a slightly bit faster. Drowning in wonderful sensations, Taka clung to Mondo. His nails dug into the other’s back muscles. Every slow drag of Mondo’s cock inside sent sparks of pleasure rushing throughout his spine. “Oh, Mondo!”
“You like that, baby?” The biker cooed softly, groaning when he felt Ishimaru’s entrance clench around him briefly. The hall monitor nodded, back arching, “Yes, oh god, yes!”
He felt that lower heat coil once more. “Ah! M-Mon! Mon, faster!” he cried, hips bucking to chase after more pleasure. His eyes shot open when a specific thrust hit that spot inside him. “OH F-FUCK…! R-Right there! Oh, God, right there!” He cried.
The biker laughed softly before moaning shakily, feeling Taka’s walls flutter around him, as if pulling him deeper. He gripped Taka’s hips firmly as his own thrusts grew more intense and sloppy as he felt his own climax begin to build, his boyfriend’s walls tightening only bringing that impending climax closer. The dorm room filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the whiny moans of a Moral Compass. Both were incredibly grateful to whoever decided to build the dormitories with soundproof walls. Ishimaru wouldn’t be able to live with himself if their other classmates heard him, while Mondo preferred to be the only one able to hear the sweet sounds of a pleasured Ishimaru.
Kiyotaka whimpered and continued rolling his hips, wanting as much pleasure as he could have. The feeling of Owada’s hard dick hitting all the right places inside after a stressful week felt amazing, and he wanted as much as he could get. The coil only tightened and tightened, and Ishimaru’s eyes began to brim with tears as he felt himself on the edge of orgasm. “C-close! Oh, Mon, I’m so close!!” He mewled. Nails dug firmly into the biker’s bike, running down and scratching at the tanned skin.
“That’s it, baby, just a little more, yeah?” Mondo purred, voice rough yet shaky. His hands moved from Taka’s hips to the other’s thighs, coercing them to let go of his waist so he could push them against Taka’s chest. Sweat glistened at his brow from the exertion.
“Mon, Mon—Don’t stop! Please!” Taka screamed, back bowing off the mattress and toes curling as his climax almost reached its peak. Sparks of pure ecstasy danced across his vision, each drag of Mondo’s cock against his walls only spurring him farther onto the edge.
“Look at me.” Mondo murmured hoarsely. Kiyotaka’s gaze darted to meet Mondo’s, watery red eyes locking onto the other’s soft lavender ones. Taka whined softly, lips trembling.
“Cum for me, baby,” Mondo urged, voice a raspy whisper, “I’ve got ya.”
And with a loud wail, Ishimaru came. Ropes of cum spurted from his untouched cock once more, spilling onto his stomach. His walls clamped down around Mondo’s large cock. Mondo followed a few moments later; with a few more sloppy thrusts, he came with a shaky moan and spilled into the other. Warm ropes of cum painting Ishimaru’s insides.
They collapsed together, panting softly. Mondo slowly pulled out and moved over to lay next to Taka and pull him close.
After a few minutes of silence, with the exception of pounding hearts and shaking pants, Taka lifted his head to gaze up at Mondo.
Mondo looked down. “Had fun?” He asked playfully. Kiyotaka rolled his eyes but smiled fondly, “It was perfect.” He leaned up to kiss Mondo’s cheek. “Thank you.”
The two shared one more kiss until Mondo got up to grab some tissues to clean Taka and himself. And while Mondo was off looking for tissues, Taka lay there, staring at the ceiling. Gone were his earlier frustrations and stress, instead feeling a peace, contentment, and a bit of sleepiness. He just felt so, so at ease.
And his amazing boyfriend was to thank for that.