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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
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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... )
“Is… this okay?” Of all questions, Yosuke would’ve never expected to hear that one from Souji Seta. Especially when Souji Seta was asking him from between his legs.
It had been a fairly normal Sunday, for the most part. Yosuke called to ask if he could come over to Souji’s room, with intent to actually study for once (what with tests coming up soon). Sure, he did bring his notes and Souji’s textbooks were lugged onto his work table. Dojima and Nanako were out shopping, so it was just them in the house. And Yosuke tried, he really did. Of course, as Souji pointed out, it would’ve been helpful if Yosuke had actually opened the book some time before today. The brunet just cringed and waved it off, calling for a break since his head was starting to hurt. He just sat back against the sofa with a sigh, the CD he also brought over playing in the background. Souji really enjoyed this particular CD. He had to remember to burn him a copy soon. And he was reminding himself, when… Well.
That was when Souji had suggested… doing other things, to help the stress a little, with a hint of a smirk on his face. Yosuke had looked at him puzzled, until Souji started to kneel between his legs, reaching for his belt buckle.
They hadn’t done these kinds of things often. It was fairly obvious that Souji, unlike with his hands, was a little sloppy with his mouth (not that Yosuke had much experience on the flipside). His tempo was uneven; sometimes faster and rushed, sometimes slower and uncertain. But still the brunet enjoyed it all the same. Somehow his inexperience made it that much more arousing. He’d never seen Souji unsure before, not in public. It was a side he only showed Yosuke, when they were like this. When it was just the two of them, alone, and they didn’t have to worry about other people. Yosuke was a little ashamed to admit he enjoyed it, being able to feel out the invisible cracks in Souji’s usual façade with his fingers and his lips. But Souji assured him that it was part of being equal. He had witnessed Yosuke at his worst. It was only fair that Yosuke got to see everything about him, too.
“Mm, yeah. Keep doing that, partner,” Yosuke breathed out, lolling his head back against the sofa. One hand kept hold of Souji’s hair as the boy’s mouth bobbed up and down on his shaft. “Shit, your mouth feels so good.”
Souji circled his tongue around the tip, lapping up the precum gathered there. Yosuke was watching him, intoxicated by the sight and the feeling it sent throughout his body. His hips raised somewhat, bumping the tip of his cock against Souji’s tender lips. Souji blinked in surprise, but then smiled with a small chuckle. That smile of his really set Yosuke off. The brunet sat up on the sofa, cupping Souji’s cheeks in his hands.
“Souji.. I want to…” he trailed off with a glazed look in his eyes, knowing Souji would understand that incomplete sentence. And he did, pulling himself up on his knees more as Yosuke stood up. Souji rested his palms on Yosuke’s thighs, taking the brunet’s cock back into his mouth. Yosuke gave a low purr, gently rocking his hips into that hot, wet mouth. Methodically, Yosuke fucked his partner’s mouth, holding the boy’s head still with one hand clutching the back of his hair. He made sure to go slowly and to be careful, so as to not gag him. Souji was breathing deeply through his nose as Yosuke slid himself in and out between his lips.
“God, Souji…” Yosuke gasped out, hunching over a little with a shudder. Souji did have a point. He didn’t feel any stress anymore by this point. He didn’t know what stress or homework or tests were anymore. But he definitely wanted to return the favor, and he didn’t want it to end like this.
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“Mm… The futon,” Souji murmured. Yosuke nodded, guiding them both over to the folded up futon in the corner. Souji let him lead the way, willing to relinquish his usual role as a leader for this moment. Before they completely abandoned all for the bed, Yosuke made sure to grab the small bottle of lube Souji kept hidden for them in the drawers.
The futon was laid out hastily. The two boys collapsed on top of it, tangled in each other’s limbs. Clothes were removed and discarded with careless tosses to the other side of the room (and Yosuke had to admit to himself how much he enjoyed watching Souji arch his back like that when pulling his shirt over his head). The feeling of bare skin against bare skin was like taking a breath of fresh air. Souji drew Yosuke into a deep, passionate kiss, his hands exploring the brunet’s body with eagerness. Yosuke gladly complied, pinning Souji to the futon with lips and hips as he climbed on top. His thumb idly played with Souji’s nipple, soon replaced by his tongue when he pulled back from liplock. He thoroughly enjoyed the way Souji closed his eyes and shuddered when he circled around the pink nub. Meanwhile, his devious hand traveled further down between the other’s legs, his fingertips grazing against that tight ring of muscle.
Yosuke realized how much he enjoyed watching his partner react to him. It was the acknowledgment he longed for, the feeling of having a real effect on the normally silent boy. The effect that Souji always had on him, ever since they first met. His eyes were locked on Souji’s expression as he teased with his fingers, only brushing up against his tight entrance but not inserting just yet. Souji was staring back at him, sweat slicking his brow, silently pleading with his eyes. His mouth was hanging open, his breathing shallow but controlled, with the slow rise and fall of his chest that met with Yosuke’s chin.
“You like that, partner?” Yosuke asked in a low voice, his tongue flicking out at Souji’s other nipple. Souji inhaled sharply, only squirming against the brunet’s lips and fingers in response. Yosuke savored the opportunity of toying with Souji a little longer, before coating two of his fingers with lube.
“Ah…” Souji lifted his hips slightly as Yosuke pushed his fingers inside, all the way to the knuckle. He twitched and arched against the futon, trying to suppress whimpers that the brunet drank in. Yosuke licked his lips at the sight, reaching down to stroke the other’s erection with his free hand as he shoved his fingers in and out. Souji was grasping at the futon cover; desire threatened to overtake him.
“Y, Yosuke…” Souji begged, his voice straining now. Yosuke kissed his jaw for reassurance, withdrawing his fingers. The head of his cock wasted no time pressing up between Souji’s legs. He placed his hands on Souji’s hips, grabbing onto them tightly, as he thrust himself inside. Souji cried out loudly, latching onto Yosuke’s arm for support. His other hand covered his mouth in embarrassment. Souji embarrassed, that was pretty surprising in itself. But in the small study that made Souji’s room for the year, his voice was a lot louder than he meant it to be. Not that Yosuke minded. He actually found it extremely arousing to hear him like that, even more so that it flustered Souji himself. Yosuke purred in satisfaction, stroking Souji’s cock in time with his hips’ movements. He was rewarded with moans that Souji couldn’t suppress. No one else would ever have him like this.
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“Ah, Souji,” Yosuke gasped, driving himself all the way to the hilt as he came too. Their voices seemed to melt together, as well as their bodies, on the futon. They were still catching their breath when they separated, lying side by side.
Souji turned his head toward his partner, touching their foreheads together silently. Yosuke kissed his nose with a smile, pulling the futon cover over them. His CD was still playing softly in the background, already on the last track.
They still had studying to do, but it could wait a little longer…
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that was hot, anon. Souji on the bottom is one of my favorite things ever. :)
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