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[listen

sometimes you just have a really stressful, UST-filled day with your work partner who just happens to be really, really attractive, and also super into you for sure, but there are Circumstances, okay?, and you can't just, get your fix

so you look into alternate options! safe, non-exploitative, fully consensual adult options. there's no shame in that.

what i'm saying is sometimes you're gotou shintarou, and you hire a really, really, really fancy prostitute to come to your place and take care of business.]

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[your reward is a very appreciative moan and a barely-aborted thrust of his hips]

[he makes a wet sound, almost choking, but forces himself to stay put, swallowing around you

it's pretty remarkable, actually, seeing as there's a lot of cock going on]

Sorry, nh—

[trembling with the effort of staying still for you, hand stroking gently over your hair]

[goddamn is he going to try way too hard at this blowjob.

it's not the worst?]

[enthusiasm is hot and the fact that it's you is hot, so you get lots of nice noises and maybe he's dragging a hand over his chest distractedly]

[god his mouth is so sore but he is going to try everything and then keep doing the things that make you make the nicest noises??? IT'S JUST LIKE TRAINING HE CAN DO THIS!!]

[well okay i mean by the time you get through trying all the things that make him react the most again he's kind of a mess, so]

Ah, Gotou-chan, can I...?

[his mouth is occupied, so

thumbs up.]

[the result of that is that when he comes a few seconds later, the quiet noise he makes is at least half laughter]

[he makes a soft little "oh" noise when you stiffen and throb in his mouth, backing off slowly]

[just breathing for a moment, but pretty soon...]

You okay there...?

[seeing as he's hard again from sucking you off, yes, yes he is.]

I. I think so.

[reaching out to run a hand through your hair]

Wow, look at you.

[... going to distract himself by methodically discarding that condom, thank you]

[hisses a little, but holds still to prevent a mess, oversensitized as that feels]

What do you want for round two?

... Is that ...

[did he pay for that, he's trying to ask, without being so crude in such words]

Up to my discretion? Sure is. You want to, right...?

[trailing his fingers up your thigh]

[he swallows, nodding as he reaches around your shoulders]

So?

[doing whatever shuffling is necessary to get you sitting in his lap]

What next?

I want—

I'd still like it, if. [long pause. pressing his forehead up against your collar bone] If you'd take me.

[he chuckles, just a rumble in his chest, and buries his face in your hair]

Hell yes. You might have to give me a minute here, though, unless you've got toys or you just want my hand.

[he makes a choked nose at the thought of either of those options, twitching against your hip]

A minute is fine. Several, even.

You sure?

[tracing his fingers down your spine]

You seem pretty eager.

[mumbling]

Isn't it necessary to start with your hand, anyhow...

Well, yeah.

[lifting you up in his arms and laying you back down on the bed]