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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
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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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