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call me out v. 12.0
Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!
Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!
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If you're familiar, then you know that's against the rules too.
[But he doesn't seem to care, does he?]
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[ akutagawa decimates the space between them, a knee between tsushima-sensei's legs as their chests touch. akutagawa's hand moves out of the way from between them, but only to take his teacher by the chin, holding his face in place so their gazes can't part. ]
That hardly matters to me. Not when I yearn for you this much. It can be painful at times, Tsushima-sensei. Especially when you show me those cute, flustered expressions of yours.
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It's amazing how much a fifteen-year-old can scare him, really.]
I don't - I'm sorry for that, it wasn't my intention to lead you on - please don't do this.
[Shuji was never the best at gym class. If he tried to physically push Akutagawa away, he probably wouldn't be successful.]
If this stops now, I won't tell anyone.
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As if I could stop now. You say you didn't intend to lead me on, but that's an obvious lie.
[ he presses in close, his chin bumping tsushima-sensei's, a silent threat for an impending kiss. ]
Making a face like that while knowing how much I want you. It seems to me like you're trying to provoke me. Or is this your way of continuing to make me feel special? After all, I'm the only student you would show this face to.
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...You are special, but not in that way...
[It's a weak protest. Shuji can barely hear himself over his heart pounding.
Nothing he says will make a difference. With that in mind, he looks away from Akutagawa, staring up at the ceiling instead as his hands fall limply to his sides. Maybe Akutagawa will just get this over with.
But probably not.]
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His gaze is back on Akutagawa as his hands go to push - nudge, really - at his shoulders. He can't help it.]
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especially when his mouth just opens up like that for him, this reflexive gasp that akutagawa takes advantage of by slipping his tongue into the hot slickness. he licks at his teacher's tongue, feeding him a soft moan as if encouraging him to continue taking everything he's giving him.
his hand moves from the back of tsushima-sensei's neck down to finger the waistband of his pants. ]
You taste very good, Sensei.
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He knows it shows on his face, too: flushed skin, hazy eyes.]
...What will make you satisfied?
[Once he's satisfied, then Shuji will be able to put himself back together and ask someone else for advice. Mori-sensei should still be around here and he's been teaching here longer than anyone else, Shuji will ask him.]
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I'm going to bend you over your desk; then I'm going to fuck you.
[ akutagawa's words come out in a murmur, a predatory rumble as he begins to work at tsushima-sensei's shirt, opening just enough of it to expose his chest. akutagawa sucks in a breath at the sight of those little pink nipples; he's wondered if tsushima-sensei is sensitive there, and has to find out before all else. ]
I'll make sure you like it, Sensei. Don't worry. I would never dream of hurting the teacher I like so much.
[ akutagawa drops a few wet kisses along the side of tsushima-sensei's neck, his hand petting his teacher's smooth chest, his fingertips grazing over one of his nipples. ]
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I don't have-
[-anything to make it easier, Shuji was about to say, as if Akutagawa possibly came here without lube - but then Akutagawa rubs over a nipple and a moan tears itself out of Shuji's throat without his permission. His eyes go wide before he claps a hand over his own mouth.
Akutagawa wanted to know if they were sensitive: now he has his answer.]
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[ he almost commends tsushima-sensei's attempt at denying him, but akutagawa has a packet of lube and a condom that's also slathered in the thick fluid. mori-sensei's advice seemed to always be spot-on.
that reaction was just what akutagawa wanted, and he makes a note to himself to play with the little pink nubs at length later-- because he will do this again, tsushima-sensei's beautiful reactions have solidified this fact. he's going to have his teacher again even after this. ]
Your body is so honest, Sensei. There's no need to hold back, you know.
[ akutagawa squeezes the stiffening peak between his index and middle fingers as he busies his mouth with dropping a few more kisses along his teacher's neck. while tsushima-sensei is distracted, akutagawa presses their hips together and gives a light push against him, wanting to get a feel for how excited tsushima-sensei was, and to give his teacher a taste of how easily he affects him. ]
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Shuji's half hard, shame and fear losing out against arousal. Akutagawa grinding against him only makes him harder. The hand over Shuji's mouth leaves to hover uncertainly - he can hardly cover his cock with a hand to hide it, that won't help.]
Akutagawa...
[Shuji's voice is throaty, with more of a tinge of need than Shuji would ever admit. He can't hear Akutagawa say something like you don't sound like you mind or your body knows what you need, so he just - shoves his own pants down.]
Just get it over with.
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That's more like it, Sensei.
[ akutagawa grabs tsushima-sensei by the arm and forces him to turn around. he pushes tsushima-sensei's shirt up to the small of his back before reaching into one of his pockets to pull out the lube packet. ]
Put your elbows on top of your desk.
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Shuji does as instructed, bending over the desk with his elbows resting on top of it. He can't help but turn his head to try to look back over his shoulder at what Akutagawa is doing behind him, though he can't see much.]
Is this how you want me?
[Thank god he's not returning these paper tests and doesn't have to worry too much about them getting stained somehow. They're off on the corner of the desk, but still.]
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[ akutagawa swallows hard at the sight of his teacher's prostrate form, and the easy obedience certainly helps stir his mounting arousal as well. it's impossible not to let out a soft and appreciative breath before he tears the packet of lube's corner with his teeth.
first he drips a generous amount of the fluid onto his fingers. ]
Are you a virgin back here, Tsushima-sensei?
[ the slicked-up digits reach forward to slip between the plush cheeks of tsushima-sensei's ass to smear the copious fluid against his taut entrance. the heat of it is so inviting, akutagawa can't help the little rumble in his throat. ]
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I'm not.
[He went to college. Nothing else need be said.
The liquid is cool against his heated skin, and Shuji can't help but shiver - only from that and not from the way Akutagawa murmurs at seeing him dripping with lube and waiting.]
But it's been a while...
[He hasn't been stretched out recently, and fear will have him tighter than he normally is.]
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[ he rubs at the tight little opening, fingertip prodding at his entrance before he gently and slowly eases it into him. ]
You could probably have anyone you wanted. It's a shame you deny yourself what you truly want.
[ akutagawa gives the digit a few little twists and slight curls before inching it in further. ]
At least your body is honest.
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It's even worse that Akutagawa's gentle treatment gets Shuji's body to relax, slowly but surely. Shuji bites his lip to stifle what could have been a moan, bites it until he tastes blood.]
...Not like this.
[Maybe it's been a while since he's had someone share his bed, but he didn't want it like this at all-
Akutagawa's searching finger finds a good spot and a distinctly pleasured groan sounds itself before Shuji can stop it.]
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he can feel tsushima-sensei's tightened muscles finally yielding to his fingers' touches, he asks. ]
Are you ready for me, Sensei?
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It's almost a relief when Akutagawa asks that question, because it means Akutagawa isn't going to toy with him forever.]
A-as much as I'll ever be...
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with a hum of anticipation, akutagawa grabs at tsushima-sensei's hips, squeezing them tight just to appreciate the way they feel, how easily they give beneath his thumbs. once he's had his fill, akutagawa guides his dick to tsushima-sensei's entrance, and eases himself past the little ring of resistance, doing his best to be patient and gentle.
once he's in, really and truly in, he runs a hand up his teacher's back, hand sliding up the back of his shirt to stroke up and down the smooth, feverish skin as he rocks his way into tsushima-sensei.
when akutagawa is finally satisfied with the depth he's managed to reach, his groin pressed flush against that soft, plush ass, he makes a small noise of bemusement. ]
You did well, Tsushima-sensei. You feel wonderful.
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Akutagawa is bigger than his last partner, he observes. It's easier to think about that than about the way Akutagawa's cock rubs against his walls, uncomfortable but easing its way into almost pleasant.]
I didn't, mm, do much... You could be doing this with anyone else.
[Shuji would really prefer if he was doing this with anyone else.]
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[ akutagawa leans down, fitting himself against tsushima-sensei's back in order to nuzzle his lips against the back of his teacher's ear, arms looped around his middle and holding him tight. ]
Perhaps I could. But you're the one I want, Tsushima-sensei.
[ he can sense tsushima-sensei adjusting to him, bit by bit, so he grinds into him, rubbing at the sensitive walls and relishing in the heat of tsushima-sensei's body, before he nearly pulls out completely, only to push in a again, filling the man up completely. ]
So selfless and kind... And such beauty, too.
[ his pace begins to pick up. ]
If only you knew how irresistible you were.
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When Akutagawa pulls out almost all the way and thrusts back in again, Shuji isn't able to hold back his voice, a groan that isn't entirely from discomfort. By the time Akutagawa's gotten a good pace, it's definitely mostly from pleasure.
Shuji digs his nails into his desk and hopes it doesn't leave marks.]
Akutagawa, please-
[He isn't sure how that sentence ends.]
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