crowspace | call me out v. 11.0

[Shuji wastes absolutely no time in bending over the couch, ass in the air. He has a feeling he knows where this is going and he can't wait.]

Whatever you think is best, sensei.

What a perfect view.

[Incredible, really. Dazai lets his gaze linger for a moment before he slides up behind Shuji and flips up his skirt.]

Even your underwear is naughty. My, my.

[Without warning Dazai will pull back his hand and bring it down hard against Shuji’s ass.]

Edited 2018-05-20 02:06 (UTC)

Thank-

[Shuji's attempt to thank his teacher for the compliment cuts off in a yelp when Dazai spanks him. It stings and aches, and Shuji can't help but wonder if he'll leave a mark.

God, how he wants him to leave a mark that no one but he and Dazai will know is there when Shuji attends his class next week.]

Th-thank you, sensei...

You’re welcome, Shuji-kun.

[Another hard smack to Shuji’s ass, and Dazai is wearing the cheekiest of grins.]

Pull your panties down.

Edited 2018-05-21 05:51 (UTC)

[Shuji does as instructed and pulls down his panties - white lace to match the stockings - to around his knees. His tiny skirt doesn't do much to conceal his growing arousal, but the panties wouldn't help much either, and no matter what clothing Shuji rubs against, he shudders every time his cock brushes fabric.]

Is, is this good?

Perfect.

[Shuji’s ass looks incredible with or without panties, and Dazai intends to leave a nice little mark on it before the night is through.]

Now tell me how naughty you’ve been and beg me to punish you.

[When Dazai says it like that, how can Shuji do anything else but comply?]

I've been bad - I keep fantasizing about you - I get off thinking about you fucking me, I can't think about anyone else - please punish me, Sensei, I won't ever stop thinking about you if you don't...!

[He might not stop thinking about Dazai if he does. In fact, that's likely to just fuel his fantasies.

Oh well.]

Oh, I don’t expect you to stop thinking about me.

[Dazai raises his hand and brings it down hard on Shuji’s bare ass with a nice smack.]

I want you to think about me all the time, Shuji-kun. No one else can please you like I do.

[Shuji yelps again, louder and higher-pitched. He's definitely hard by now, without Dazai properly touching him.]

Yes, sensei - I'll do whatever you want-

[Thinking about him constantly is easy enough.]

Good.

[Dazai fishes a bottle of lube out of his coat pocket and pushes it into Shuji’s hand with a wicked grin.]

Then bend over and prepare yourself for me.

[This is the luckiest day of Shuji's life.

Shuji pops open the bottle and spreads the lube over his fingers, sliding one of them inside himself. With him bent over like this, Dazai has an excellent view of Shuji spreading himself out. He soon adds a second finger, far too easily taking both fingers to be unfamiliar with the process.

Of course, he did say he jerked off to Dazai all the time.]

Sensei...

[It’s a pretty lucky day for Dazai too, because Shuji looks absolutely breathtaking fucking himself open like that. His own erection strains at his pants, and he rubs himself just a bit to ease the ache.]

I wonder how many times you’ve fingered yourself while imagining my cock inside you.

I lost count, ha... ha...

[Shuji presses his fingers in as deep as he can, moaning at the sensation. Dazai watching him so hungrily makes this more intense than every other time he's fingered himself.]

Sometimes - with a toy instead-

[No vibrator could ever compare to Dazai's cock, but it could come closer.]

Such a lewd student you are.

[Dazai may be a patient man, but even he has his limits.]

If you want me to fuck you, then beg for it.

[Shuji's a lewd student, he couldn't deny it even if he wanted to. But Dazai likes that about him, he thinks.

So he withdraws his fingers from himself to spread his cheeks out with both hands instead.]

Please fuck me, sensei, I need your cock inside of me...!

Very well.

[Even Dazai can’t resist that display, and he makes quick work of his pants before pulling out his cock and lining himself up with Shuji’s hole.]

I’ll give you exactly what you want.

[He thrusts balls deep inside of Shuji in one fluid motion, groaning at how hot and tight he is.]

[When Dazai finally thrusts all the way inside of Shuji, Shuji cries out, somewhere between a moan of pleasure and a groan of discomfort. It's a tight fit, for sure, and he could have spent more time preparing himself, but that would have meant more time that Dazai wasn't inside of him.

He'd rather have the discomfort. It'll fade soon enough. Shuji grips onto the sofa and takes in short, shallow breaths.]

Oh god, oh god...

God? I think I prefer sensei. For now, anyway.

[Dazai’s nails dig into Shuji’s hips as he pounds into him, the smirk never leaving his face.]

I wonder if you’d...hnn...be willing to wear such a thing in public.

Anything- anything you want, sensei-

[Shuji has no idea what he's agreeing to. He can't think of anything but Dazai fucking him, filling him up like he was made to pound him into the sofa. How is he supposed to make conversation? He can barely rock his hips back into Dazai's thrusts.]

[That’s a dangerous statement, but Dazai is into it. He drapes himself across Shuji’s back before sinking his teeth into the nape of his neck like an animal claiming its mate.

It leaves a nice mark, and Dazai soothes his tongue over it.]

Would you be embarrassed to show off that mark? If you want to be mine, you should be proud of it.

[Shuji moans low when Dazai bites him, suddenly a lot more into pain than he realized before.]

I want to, I want it - but I don't want you to be in danger-

[A professor sleeping with his student is unethical, they'd say, and at the very least Dazai would be fired. He doesn't want to harm Dazai, and that would be harm.]

What a good boy...caring about your sensei so.

[Dazai snaps his hips forward nice and hard, aiming for the sweet spot inside of Shuji.]

Then I’ll keep this our secret.

[Another deep, hard thrust.]

I won’t share you. You’re mine.

[Those deeper thrusts have Shuji seeing stars, and his voice breaks on a cry of 'sensei' as pleasure overwhelms all other senses. He squeezes tighter around Dazai's cock - it's impossible to make anyone feel as good as Dazai's making him feel right now, but he can at least try.]

Just yours, no one else, I won't let anyone else touch me...!

[Not if it would mean losing his Dazai's praise, or not being able to sleep with him again.]

[He’ll never get tired of hearing Shuji call him sensei in such a desperate, debauched voice. He’s slept with students before on several occasions, but none of them have kept his interest like Shuji has, and he plans on keeping him all to himself.]

Good boy. Now come for me.

[He punctuates his command with one last thrust of his hips.]

[What else can Shuji do but listen to his teacher?

He comes hard, spilling white over Dazai's couch and squeezing around Dazai's cock. It's possibly the most intense orgasm he's had in his life.]

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