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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
He tried to catch a hold over himself. How had things gotten this far? He didn’t know. Where were they? His eyes scanned his surroundings. He didn’t really know that either. But, then again, it was really damn hard to focus with that mouth on his dick.
“Just relax,” he had said. “Let me do this,” in that buttery smooth voice of his. Kanji had protested, but it was weak at best. And before he knew what was happening, his back was pressed against a tree and Naoto’s hands were fumbling with his pants.
Kanji struggled, of course, being firm about his pride as a man and how he’d never allow something like this to happen. Then there was something like a grunt because a soft hand circled around the base and began stroking to complete firmness.
A light flush had covered his cheeks, but rest assured it was because of the heat outside and not the heat currently coursing through his veins seeking for any available exit. His eyes long since had clamped shut because he found that watching the smooth movements that Naoto’s head was making, would only serve in making him come faster.
Not that he was really enjoying it that much or anything. But, about that pride thing, a man never wanted to come quickly. That was embarrassing. More embarrassing than having a good looking dude suck your dick in a park after nightfall. Heat further rose to his cheeks. From a completely neutral standpoint, Naoto was good looking! That’s all! He swore.
He couldn’t bring himself to actually put his hands on Naoto. Kanji felt that would probably be crossing some kind of line that he wasn’t sure he wanted to yet. So, his arms hung limply at his sides… that is, until Naoto’s tongue passed across his tip and a funny feeling bloomed in the pit of his stomach.
“I’m going--” he started, hands fisting around the hem of his shirt.
Naoto had just hummed in response, but that small vibration was all it took to send him over the edge he had already been teetering on. It wasn’t all fireworks and everything he thought he’d get out of his first blowjob. But he had a sinking suspicion that he might not have come that hard or that fast had it been someone other than Naoto.
As he came back down from that high, he suddenly jerked back and placed a hand on Naoto’s shoulder. His tongue was busy lapping up any leftovers and Kanji was well on his way to becoming hard once more. Even in the dark, he was sure Naoto could see the ever present flush on his cheeks and he just shook his head one time.
Righting himself, Naoto stood and brushed the dirt off his knees. As an afterthought, he took the care to tuck Kanji back in his pants… which only resulted in a half groan half moan of thanks. They stood awkwardly afterwards, neither one looking at the other full on; just mere stolen glances in peripheral vision. What exactly did you say to someone who just did something like that?
Kanji pushed off the tree and started a slow meander towards his home. Naoto silently followed. The two didn’t speak at all, lost deep in thoughts of their own, except for an uttered parting at the crossroad where they split from one another.
The faintest of smiles flickered across his lips before vanishing as quickly as it had come. For what it was worth, Kanji didn’t think he’d be able to sleep at all that night.
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