Mayo ficlets   von Toshi
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                       Torture (tw: missbrauch (light))
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He tried his hardest not to buck up his hips. Mostly because he wasn't allowed
to, not because he was being considerate.
He hid his flushed face behind his arm that was draped up above him, breath
heavy, and dark hair sticking grossly to his forehead.
He was being teased so bad, it wasn't even funny anymore.
"H-Hurry up" he demanded, keeping the insult on his tongue, knowing that would
only cause things to last longer.
The response he got was a hand reaching up to his chest, toying with the nubs
there, and he wanted to yell. He groaned a "fuck" instead. What a fucking
asshole.
"Not yet" came from between his legs. If he knew it would help him, he'd kick
him in the side.
This was pure torture. At least he didn't force his weirder kinks on him today,
but... this was unbearable.
After a long while (which included randomly getting slower or just stopping
altogether) the pace finally picked up, the hand on his chest vanishing and
caressing his thigh instead. Masaru gasped at that.
"You may now."
He didn't need to be told twice. With a low groan he spilled all over Kenta's
second hand and mouth, his whole body feeling like jelly and he wanted to cry of
relieve. Damn it.
He lied there for a moment, just breathing audibly, unable to move, and he
almost didn't notice his bonds getting unknot and the blood finally rushing back
inside his hands as they fell to his sides.
"You were wonderful" Kenta commented while laying down beside him, still
unclothed, and Masaru wished he'd just shut up.
"You behaved this time, too."
Shut up, shut up, shut up!
"So it was good, yeah?" No.
Kenta draped his sweat-sticky body around the younger one, and he hadn't even
wiped the junk off his fingers. His mouth was clean, though, so he most likely
ate it. Ugh.
"So, when are you gonna return the favor and give me a blowjob, too?"
"Never."
He received a chuckle for a reply, and shortly after a soft snore.
Masaru wanted to die right there.

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