justicerebooorn | (no subject)

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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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Especially with someone as sizable as you are...

[was that praise or a curse, who knows]

We'll start slow.

[settling his hands on your shoulders and studying your face with a serious expression, like he's giving something some intense thought]

[cocks his head to the side a little, but doesn't break the silence, giving you a moment]

[he opens his mouth, about to say something, but then cups your face in his hands and kisses you fiercely instead]

[he kisses back readily, burying a hand in your hair]

[hooking his legs around your waist, trying to coax you closer]

[splaying his other hand across the small of your back, pulling you snug up against him]

Or I guess we don't have to start slow.

[he growls, nipping up your jaw and at your earlobe, stopping to breathe hot over your skin]

I've been patient for so long.

[drags his hand down from cupping the base of your skull over the back of your neck and down your spine before he reaches over to grope for lube]

You don't have to wait anymore.

[he bucks up towards you, groaning softly, hands running encouragingly down your arms]

C'mon, sit up a little.

[slicking up his fingers]

[bracing himself up on his palms, eyes fixed on your face]

[sliding a finger against your entrance, not really applying pressure yet, just getting you wet]

—damn, Gotou-chan, you're getting me carried away again. Get off, I'll get a glove.

...

[he squeaks, nodding and letting go of you to roll to the side]

[putting on a glove! he snaps it on because he's a giant nerd]

Now. Where were we?

[he jumps at the snapping noise. WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT.]

[GRINNING and coming back to sit on the bed]

Sit in my lap again.

[biting his lip and sliding himself onto your lap, hands clenched nervously over your shoulders]

Okay, let's try this again...

[pouring some lube into his gloved hand, smoothing it over his fingers]

[he watches, licking his lips in anticipation, fingertips twitching over your skin]

[he slips an arm under your shoulders to boost you up a little, picking up where he left off, fingers teasing at your entrance]

Mn—

[wrapping his arms around your shoulders and clinging, trying to rock himself down onto your hand] Date-san—Date—please, don't just tease, not now—

Not teasing.

[he slides a finger inside obligingly]

'cause there's no chance I'll stop. Just taking it slow.

[he's just going to fuck himself on that finger as much as you'll let him, teeth snagging over the curve of your ear, his breath staggered]