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It starts out like normal. Normal for them, at least. Satomi’s grinding against Kyouji’s cunt, both of them still in their underwear. Earlier, Satomi came untouched on the sheets, just from eating Kyouji out, then he started rutting against Kyouji’s thighs, barely able to keep a steady rhythm. He’s so cute like this, so desperate and so full of energy, as growing boys are.
Satomi’s so polite too. He pulled Kyouji’s underwear back up before pressing his dick against him, so shy about getting cum on him. He’s really so sweet… Kyouji strokes his hair before pulling him close, licking into his open mouth. Fuck, he’s all turned on again, he can feel his underwear getting soaked. Maybe… Maybe…
“Satomi-kun,” Kyouji says, “Do you want to fuck me?”
Satomi freezes, and Kyouji thinks his brain explodes on the spot. “Huh—whuh?” Satomi pants, looking up at him with his eyes glazed over.
“Do you wanna put your dick inside my pussy?” Kyouji says slowly, scratching Satomi’s neck the way he likes it. He watches Satomi shudder and bite his lips, looking at anywhere but Kyouji’s face.
“Can I… Really?” Satomi says, finally gathering up the courage to look at Kyouji again, his bangs falling over his eyes. “Can I really— fuck you?” He can barely get the words out, still so shy like he hasn’t had his tongue in Kyouji’s hole as he sucked at his dick like he needed it to live. Like he didn’t just make Kyouji squirt all over his face earlier.
Kyouji smiles. Satomi really is so cute. “Of course, baby,” he says, “I think you deserve a reward for being so good to me.”
Satomi nods. “What do I… How do I…?”
“Well, first you gotta get us naked enough, yeah?” He barely finishes his sentence before Satomi yanks both their underwear down with one hand each. Satomi’s dick is already flushed red and leaking, Kyouji knows he’s definitely gonna cum soon.
He just needs to make sure Satomi gets inside him first.
Kyouji reaches a hand down, dipping into the mess of his own slick with a sigh. He rubs in and around himself, getting all his fingers wet before he reaches for Satomi’s dick. Satomi’s eyes follow the motion with hunger, and Kyouji teases him by running just the tip of his index finger under his cock.
“Kyouji-san—” he chokes out, screwing his eyes shut. Kyouji hums, wrapping his hand around Satomi to jerk him off properly, making sure to focus on the head to make the slide better. Satomi whines through gritted teeth, trying his best to stay still as Kyouji mixes their slick together, the sloppy sounds ringing in their ears.
“Satomi-kun, look at me.” Kyouji spreads his legs, eyes fluttering as he clenches around nothing. Just a little more, he thinks, Just a little more and we’ll both get what we want. He pulls Satomi in closer with a tug at his waist, until the boy’s dick is just barely touching his waiting hole. “Come on in,” he says with a lazy smile, and Satomi’s too pent up to even comment on his joke.
Satomi stares at him first, his eyes wandering all over Kyouji’s body. He preens at the attention, grabbing behind his knees to spread his legs just the tiniest bit more, so he can see how Satomi’s eyes shake. Satomi— sweet, innocent Satomi— plants his hands down on the sheets, bracketing Kyouji’s waist, and then thrusts forward. He completely misses Kyouji’s hole, rubbing against his dick instead with a loud groan.
“Baby,” Kyouji laughs, endeared, as Satomi pulls back and looks at him with big eyes.
“Sorry, I—”
“Let me help you,” Kyouji says, taking Satomi in his hand again. He presses the head against his waiting hole, feeling Satomi twitch in response. “Do you feel how soft and wet I am there?” A nod. “That’s because Satomi-kun’s such a cute boy.”
With his other hand, Kyouji taps Satomi’s wrist. “Just hold your dick a little so you don’t miss. Juuust like that.”
Satomi bites his lip, guiding himself to press against Kyouji. Kyouji groans at the back of his throat.
“Yeah, now push it in, slowly. Don’t worry, I can take it.” And of course, Satomi does as he’s told, all sweet and obedient, hips stuttering as he tries to hold himself back.
Kyouji’s eyes flutter shut. It feels different from his toys, Satomi sliding in nice and warm against him— inside him. He forces his eyes open to watch the boy, watch the furrow of his brows and the way his mouth hangs open as he tries his best to stay still, thighs shaking.
“You can move now,” he says, running a hand down Satomi’s back. Satomi chokes out something that sounds like a please, and whatever’s holding him back snaps.
“Kyouji-san—” Satomi squeaks, pulling back a bit before thrusting in again, all clumsy. “Feels so good.” He can’t even keep a proper rhythm, just rutting into Kyouji’s cunt all sloppy. It’s the best fucking thing for Kyouji. Satomi, sweet Satomi, so worked up and desperate that he doesn’t even want to pull out more than halfway.
“You’re so excited,” Kyouji groans, “Just like a little puppy… This your first time?” Satomi huffs, barely looking up enough to half-heartedly glare at Kyouji. Kyouji chuckles. Of course it’s Satomi’s first time. He’s been taking all of Satomi’s firsts, and now this one too. “Hey, Satomi-kun, wanna hear a secret?”
“Huh?”
“It’s my first time too, like this,” Kyouji whispers, digging his nails into the softness of Satomi’s waist. “Nobody’s ever had me like this before, all raw and sloppy. Haaah, ain’t you a lucky boy?”
Satomi shudders, elbows going weak and nearly falling down onto Kyouji’s chest. “Please, can I,” Satomi moans. “I wanna cum.”
“Yeah? Where d’you wanna cum?” Kyouji teases, pushing his thighs closer to bracket Satomi’s waist.
“Inside,” Satomi says, sweat dripping down his brow. “I wanna cum inside here. Inside— you— Can I, please? I’m sorry, it feels so good I—”
“Oh, sweetheart, you’re real worked up. Does my pussy feel that nice?” Satomi nods, drool dripping from his open mouth.
Kyouji laughs. “You wanna put a baby in me?”
“I, ah…”
Kyouji doesn’t even know why he blurted that out, but judging from the way Satomi’s eyebrows twist and he starts panting, he definitely hit the mark. He licks his lips, and tries again.
“That’s why you wanna cum inside, right? Knock me up? C’mon sweetheart, say it. Say yes, and you can cum”
Satomi whimpers, eyes screwed shut. “Please, Kyouji-san, I wanna cum. I wanna— I wan’ a baby, wanna knock you up.”
“Fuuuck, that’s a good boy,” Kyouji moans, pulling Satomi in even closer, “Okay, you can cum.”
Satomi keens, a beautiful sound that cracks in his throat, and Kyouji throws his head back. It’s unlike anything else they’ve done before, the sensation of being filled up with warmth. And Satomi doesn’t stop moving, panting as he thrusts his cum deeper into Kyouji, making a mess of them both. Kyouji grabs Satomi by his neck, pulling him up so he can lick into his open mouth. He’s cumming too, squeezing around Satomi and making him whine pitifully around Kyouji’s tongue.
Satomi flops down on top of Kyouji with a sigh, still buried inside him, and Kyouji kisses the top of his head. Damn. He’s gonna have to buy new sheets.
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“Kyouji-san,” Satomi whispers, face buried in the crook of Kyouji’s neck.
“Yeah?”
“…Can we go again?”
