justicerebooorn | (no subject)

...

[blinks. did he forget this was a professional visit for a moment. he obviously did.]

Right, well, that's right, isn't it? Oh well! Pretty sure it was safe in this one instance.

You couldn't have known that—!

... [well now this is awkward someone just realised he's lecturing you on your night-time profession and just. stops talking and looks away.]

...

...sorry, sorry. I got carried away.

Which has never happened before! So don't worry.

...

I'm worried.

...Gotou-chan...

[reaching out like he's gonna touch your hair, but stopping short]

—I'm sorry.

[he grabs your hand and leads it the rest of the way] Do you want me to return the favour?

[well all right then, combing his fingers through your hair]

If you want to, absolutely. But there's no obligation.

[his face softens, licking his lips]

I absolutely want to.

...well, then, fuck yes.

[it comes out feverent. he can't help it.]

[pushing you over onto your back pls lie down sir]

[lies back, offering no resistance, not taking his eyes off you for a second]

[he'll nip and suck just as swiftly over your collarbone and your chest, stopping to graze over a hipbone]

[shivering a little, his hand ghosting over your hair, exhaling quietly]

[he stills, swallowing hard and shivering before he takes a hold of the base of your cock, condom and all—safety first, after all—and lets his tongue drag over the head]

[that's not all that sensitive, through a condom, so he doesn't twitch, but just watching you like that is enough to make him groan, propping himself up on an elbow to watch you better]

[ok what if he just puts as much of you into his mouth all at once fuck it]

[then he will twitch, and do his best to stop himself from thrusting up into your mouth, mostly successfully, head falling back on another hungry noise]

Gotou-chan, god, your mouth—

Mmnp—

[he can't really answer, so you just get his lips tightening around you and a tongue dragging against you helplessly

what next]

[next is really up to you! he's trying to make sure it stays up to you, forcing himself to still, one hand fisting in your blankets as if to anchor himself]

[he backs off, hanging his head a little]

You should, er, provide some direction.

If you'd like.

...that felt good. What you were doing.

Do you want to get me off with your mouth? With your hands? Do you want me to fuck you after all? Do you want me to do it myself, put on a show for you? It's all gonna feel good for me, Gotou-chan, but it's gonna be better if I know you're into it.

[his voice cracking]

I'm into you.

...

[was that lust or feelings he's not sure fuck]

...that still leaves our options open...

[ahem. that did not come out as smooth as he wanted.]

... tell me how to make you feel good, with my mouth.