[Study sessions. Howard really doesn't like to do them, since being put on the spot and having to guide some wayward student through the perils of writing essay isn't his cup of tea. But a TA is required to have these sorts of sessions, and so Howard has found the loophole of just doing the study sessions with student he likes.]
[Especially Shuji.]
[Nobody can enter the classroom right now - Howard has always disliked interruptions. He needs time to focus on the task at hand. Namely, helping Shuji put this paper together. It's been a long day, and at last, it feels like they've gotten quite a lot done. Usually, Howard would bemoan the fact that he can't go home yet, but Shuji is always nice to listen to, so Howard has little regret.]
[He leans over Shuji's shoulder to peer at his next section, brushing back strands of long hair that might be draping over the other.]
...I think this last section looks good so far. [A "hm".] I-I don't see anything else that needs fixing, in my opinion.
[It's been a difficult day. Even Shuji, who likes to imagine that he's one of the more dedicated students in the class, has had trouble with this paper. His frustration has been obvious, but he hasn't taken it out on Howard, who's been a lot of help to him with completing the assignment.
Even if he wasn't helpful, Shuji likes Howard. It's easier to write this with someone to bounce it off of, particular someone who he enjoys talking to and whose opinion he respects.]
You think so? Thank god... I feel like we've been working on this for hours. You must be even more tired than I am.
[Howard's breath is warm near Shuji's skin. It's an idle observation, not connected to any other thoughts. Of course his breath is warm.]
You're one of the best students in the class, so...I'd feel bad. If I didn't help you, that is.
[A pause, before he reaches over with his hand to point at one of the offending words he's just spotted - his other hand steadies himself on Shuji's shoulder.]
Oh, there's a typo there. Make sure to fix that...don't want to mark you off for that one.
[It's another idle observation that Howard is taller than him, and of course he'd put his hand on Shuji's shoulder to steady himself - but this one connects itself to the thought that it has been a very long day, and he appreciates the contact, as little as it is. More would be better, of course, but...
Shuji doesn't know where his thoughts are going. Back to trying to focus.]
Y-yes, I'll fix that right away. You're my best TA and I really appreciate all your help...
[He's leaning so close that his breath is tickling the other's ear. Shuji is warm. His fingers grip Shuji's shoulder a bit tighter as he finds himself unable to lean back, break the moment.]
[He lets out a huff.]
Really, though, I'm not going to go easy on you. This is an important assignment, after all...
You always bring me sweets, so...maybe you should change up how you'll thank me for this. Besides, it's not like I can taste them at the moment, so...
[He doesn't mean to sound arrogant, but it's true - he adores sweets, he always does, but sometimes he needs a change.]
[He's tired. It's been a long day, and Shuji is right here, and...]
[His lips ghost over the edge of the other's ear, like he's considering the idea of taking it into his mouth. Giving it a quick nip between his teeth...]
[Oh. Howard nipped his ear. That's not something you can just have an idle thought about, because no one does that as just an idle action.
Shuji comes to a decision remarkably quickly - but then again, he was already trying to decide on that while telling himself he wasn't even considering it.]
I think what you have in mind would be just fine.
[But, if they're going to do that, Shuji should probably turn around. At least for right now. It's a bit awkward considering their positions, but he does manage to face Howard and wrap his arms around his shoulders.]
[Well, that reaction was somewhat surprising. Howard is expecting to be rebuked, to be told off, and here Shuji is quite adamantly returning the favor.]
[Howard swallows. It had just been a thought, but then again, this day has been wearing down on him for so long, and finding some kind of solace in the arms of his student is...pleasant, to say the least.]
You're not going to say no?
[His own arms are snaking around the other, as he leans forward and place a kiss along the underside of Shuji's jaw. Ah, what is he doing? They shouldn't do anything here.]
[And yet, the idea of going home to do it is so tiring...]
Hm. Maybe we should make room, then? If you...want this.
[He wouldn't lead Howard on and then refuse, that would be incredibly cruel.
He tilts his chin up to give Howard more room to do that, and with one arm tries to push his paper off the table. That's definitely awkward, and the pages are probably a little crinkly by the time they hit the floor, but-]
[Shuji needs to get out of that chair. He tugs at the other's waist, aiming to get him to stand up, and when he does, Howard shifts over the chair to the side so that Shuji has room to lean his back against the table.]
[His hands move to the front of the other's chest, sliding down to feel his chest through the fabric. He places a kiss, then another, down and over Shuji's neck.]
The last time I did something like this, was... [An exhale, as he gives Shuji's neck another kiss.] Ah. Several years ago...it's been a while.
[Leaning against the table is much better. It makes it easier for Howard to kiss his neck like that, drawing out the softest of whimpers from Shuji's lips. It makes it easier for Shuji to touch him, trying to map out his chest through his clothes.]
Definitely a while... Then it's a good time to let out steam.
[Well, no, it's a terrible time because they're in a classroom and the door being locked doesn't guarantee they won't be found out, but other than that it's a great time.]
[It's alright. Nobody would discover them like this, right? The door is locked. Howard finally pulls a hand down, slipping it under Shuji's shirt to feel along the smooth expanse of the other's abdomen.]
You're very warm, Shuji. [Howard says, a brief smile on his lips as he moves his head up, now kissing lips to lips.] It's really quite pleasant.
[His other hand hooks itself on the edge of the other's pants, throwing open the button with his thumb. It's all very exciting, this exchange of movement and the promise of heat.]
[Something stirs within him, an urge to move and take what he deserves. He ignores it, tries to hide the way his breath hitches when his fingers slide down over Shuji's underwear.]
[There's no way to hide how Shuji gasps when Howard touches him. Even if there was, he's not trying to hide how good that feels.
With the straps of Howard's suspenders shoved off, it's easy to get Howard's pants unbuttoned and pushed down enough that Shuji can see what he's doing, can get his hand cupped around the heat of him through the fabric of Howard's underwear instead of just fumbling blindly.]
[The way Shuji says his name makes him shudder - he feels like he doesn't breath for a moment before he presses his hand further down. He doesn't get much further before Shuji takes him in hand.]
[Howard lets out a groan, heat instantly pooling into his abdomen.]
Oh, Shuji...
[He feels his hand twitching suddenly, the tell-tale warning of that strange ability that had come to him only several weeks before. He bites his lip, tries to keep it in check. Not now. You have this. Don't make him run away.]
[Trying to distract himself and the other, he starts to pull the other's underwear down to expose the other completely, kissing him deeply as his hand now takes the other's bare cock in his hand.]
[There are few things that could distract Shuji as well as that. He moans into Howard's mouth before returning the kiss in pull.
It takes him a moment to be able to focus enough to get Howard's underwear down, but once he does he wraps his hand around his cock. The pleased noise that leaves Shuji's lips when he starts stroking could be either from what Howard's doing or just pleasure at getting to touch Howard directly. Hard to tell.]
[The grip on his cock makes him arch his back with a low moan, his hips jutting forward. He hasn't felt this good in a long time. He gives a squeeze in reply, kissing the side of his student's mouth with a huff.]
S-shuji, I...
[And he feels it come on suddenly - before he can control himself, his index finger suddenly slides further than it possibly can, now colored a mottled green as it wraps around the base of the other's cock.]
[The sudden texture shift gets Shuji to look down at what's going on down there. Which is green, and tentacle-like, and still wrapped around his dick.]
Oh. That's new.
[He isn't horrified or disgusted and he doesn't sound that way, only surprised. It's just new, not bad.]
It's fine, just warn me when you're going to do that.
...Uh. It's a...thing I...can do now, I'm still getting some control of it, so I-I'm sorry...
[He's already a ball of nerves to the point where it actually takes a few seconds for him to realize that Shuji isn't freaking out about this. He blinks, now surprised that Shuji isn't surprised.]
[That is...not expected. At all. Howard pauses for a moment, feeling a bit knocked off his balance, metaphorically, by the fact that Shuji isn't reacting the way he expected he would.]
[But there's little time to think of Shuji and his prior relationships with tentacles, because that stroking of his cock is certainly getting him going. Howard lets out a hiss, and the rest of his hand shifts. The tentacles pulse along the other's cock, squeezing it in a wave-like rhythm.]
[Why do you think he has prior relationships with tentacles can't he just be accepting of Howard for who he is!!
There's not enough attention in Shuji's brain to talk about tentacles when the sensations they're giving him are more important. Shuji curses, and his hips jerk into the motion of Howard's ex-hand without him telling them to. His own rhythm speeds up, but he doesn't think he could match the tentacles even if he tried.]
That feels so good - please...
[If there was any doubt that Shuji wanted this, it should be gone by now.]
[Shuji is accepting of sudden tentacles?? SOUNDS FAKE.]
[The sudden movement of Shuji's hips makes Howard blink, and feeling a slight rush of confidence, he leans in to kiss the other on the lips, his mouth creasing upward in the semblance of an amused smile.]
You like that, don't you...?
[He hums, another tendril rubbing over the inside of Shuji's thighs, curving down near his opening.]
Want me to keep going? Or do you want me, all of me?
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u know what this is
[Especially Shuji.]
[Nobody can enter the classroom right now - Howard has always disliked interruptions. He needs time to focus on the task at hand. Namely, helping Shuji put this paper together. It's been a long day, and at last, it feels like they've gotten quite a lot done. Usually, Howard would bemoan the fact that he can't go home yet, but Shuji is always nice to listen to, so Howard has little regret.]
[He leans over Shuji's shoulder to peer at his next section, brushing back strands of long hair that might be draping over the other.]
...I think this last section looks good so far. [A "hm".] I-I don't see anything else that needs fixing, in my opinion.
is it my hanukkah present
Even if he wasn't helpful, Shuji likes Howard. It's easier to write this with someone to bounce it off of, particular someone who he enjoys talking to and whose opinion he respects.]
You think so? Thank god... I feel like we've been working on this for hours. You must be even more tired than I am.
[Howard's breath is warm near Shuji's skin. It's an idle observation, not connected to any other thoughts. Of course his breath is warm.]
IT SURE IS
[He shakes his head.]
You're one of the best students in the class, so...I'd feel bad. If I didn't help you, that is.
[A pause, before he reaches over with his hand to point at one of the offending words he's just spotted - his other hand steadies himself on Shuji's shoulder.]
Oh, there's a typo there. Make sure to fix that...don't want to mark you off for that one.
\o/
Shuji doesn't know where his thoughts are going. Back to trying to focus.]
Y-yes, I'll fix that right away. You're my best TA and I really appreciate all your help...
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[He's leaning so close that his breath is tickling the other's ear. Shuji is warm. His fingers grip Shuji's shoulder a bit tighter as he finds himself unable to lean back, break the moment.]
[He lets out a huff.]
Really, though, I'm not going to go easy on you. This is an important assignment, after all...
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[A phrase that feels different with Howard's breath ghosting against his ear, even if it's applicable to just the paper.]
But I - I know you don't like doing this kind of stuff, so if there's anything I could do to repay you for it...
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[He doesn't mean to sound arrogant, but it's true - he adores sweets, he always does, but sometimes he needs a change.]
[He's tired. It's been a long day, and Shuji is right here, and...]
[His lips ghost over the edge of the other's ear, like he's considering the idea of taking it into his mouth. Giving it a quick nip between his teeth...]
Hm, do you have any other ideas...?
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Shuji comes to a decision remarkably quickly - but then again, he was already trying to decide on that while telling himself he wasn't even considering it.]
I think what you have in mind would be just fine.
[But, if they're going to do that, Shuji should probably turn around. At least for right now. It's a bit awkward considering their positions, but he does manage to face Howard and wrap his arms around his shoulders.]
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[Howard swallows. It had just been a thought, but then again, this day has been wearing down on him for so long, and finding some kind of solace in the arms of his student is...pleasant, to say the least.]
You're not going to say no?
[His own arms are snaking around the other, as he leans forward and place a kiss along the underside of Shuji's jaw. Ah, what is he doing? They shouldn't do anything here.]
[And yet, the idea of going home to do it is so tiring...]
Hm. Maybe we should make room, then? If you...want this.
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[He wouldn't lead Howard on and then refuse, that would be incredibly cruel.
He tilts his chin up to give Howard more room to do that, and with one arm tries to push his paper off the table. That's definitely awkward, and the pages are probably a little crinkly by the time they hit the floor, but-]
It's a draft, doesn't matter. We have room now.
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[Shuji needs to get out of that chair. He tugs at the other's waist, aiming to get him to stand up, and when he does, Howard shifts over the chair to the side so that Shuji has room to lean his back against the table.]
[His hands move to the front of the other's chest, sliding down to feel his chest through the fabric. He places a kiss, then another, down and over Shuji's neck.]
The last time I did something like this, was... [An exhale, as he gives Shuji's neck another kiss.] Ah. Several years ago...it's been a while.
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Definitely a while... Then it's a good time to let out steam.
[Well, no, it's a terrible time because they're in a classroom and the door being locked doesn't guarantee they won't be found out, but other than that it's a great time.]
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[It's alright. Nobody would discover them like this, right? The door is locked. Howard finally pulls a hand down, slipping it under Shuji's shirt to feel along the smooth expanse of the other's abdomen.]
You're very warm, Shuji. [Howard says, a brief smile on his lips as he moves his head up, now kissing lips to lips.] It's really quite pleasant.
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I can do more pleasant things than just being warm.
[He slips one of Howard's suspenders off his shoulder, then the other.]
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[He'd quite like to see these pleasant things.]
[His other hand hooks itself on the edge of the other's pants, throwing open the button with his thumb. It's all very exciting, this exchange of movement and the promise of heat.]
[Something stirs within him, an urge to move and take what he deserves. He ignores it, tries to hide the way his breath hitches when his fingers slide down over Shuji's underwear.]
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[There's no way to hide how Shuji gasps when Howard touches him. Even if there was, he's not trying to hide how good that feels.
With the straps of Howard's suspenders shoved off, it's easy to get Howard's pants unbuttoned and pushed down enough that Shuji can see what he's doing, can get his hand cupped around the heat of him through the fabric of Howard's underwear instead of just fumbling blindly.]
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[Howard lets out a groan, heat instantly pooling into his abdomen.]
Oh, Shuji...
[He feels his hand twitching suddenly, the tell-tale warning of that strange ability that had come to him only several weeks before. He bites his lip, tries to keep it in check. Not now. You have this. Don't make him run away.]
[Trying to distract himself and the other, he starts to pull the other's underwear down to expose the other completely, kissing him deeply as his hand now takes the other's bare cock in his hand.]
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It takes him a moment to be able to focus enough to get Howard's underwear down, but once he does he wraps his hand around his cock. The pleased noise that leaves Shuji's lips when he starts stroking could be either from what Howard's doing or just pleasure at getting to touch Howard directly. Hard to tell.]
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S-shuji, I...
[And he feels it come on suddenly - before he can control himself, his index finger suddenly slides further than it possibly can, now colored a mottled green as it wraps around the base of the other's cock.]
[Howard instantly stiffens, horrified.]
Shuji, I...I can explain-
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Oh. That's new.
[He isn't horrified or disgusted and he doesn't sound that way, only surprised. It's just new, not bad.]
It's fine, just warn me when you're going to do that.
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[He's already a ball of nerves to the point where it actually takes a few seconds for him to realize that Shuji isn't freaking out about this. He blinks, now surprised that Shuji isn't surprised.]
Wait. You mean you're...okay with it?
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[He'd paused with his ministrations when the tentacle thing happened, but now he goes back to stroking Howard's cock.]
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[That is...not expected. At all. Howard pauses for a moment, feeling a bit knocked off his balance, metaphorically, by the fact that Shuji isn't reacting the way he expected he would.]
[But there's little time to think of Shuji and his prior relationships with tentacles, because that stroking of his cock is certainly getting him going. Howard lets out a hiss, and the rest of his hand shifts. The tentacles pulse along the other's cock, squeezing it in a wave-like rhythm.]
Oh, Shuji...
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There's not enough attention in Shuji's brain to talk about tentacles when the sensations they're giving him are more important. Shuji curses, and his hips jerk into the motion of Howard's ex-hand without him telling them to. His own rhythm speeds up, but he doesn't think he could match the tentacles even if he tried.]
That feels so good - please...
[If there was any doubt that Shuji wanted this, it should be gone by now.]
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[The sudden movement of Shuji's hips makes Howard blink, and feeling a slight rush of confidence, he leans in to kiss the other on the lips, his mouth creasing upward in the semblance of an amused smile.]
You like that, don't you...?
[He hums, another tendril rubbing over the inside of Shuji's thighs, curving down near his opening.]
Want me to keep going? Or do you want me, all of me?
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