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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... )
Yosuke just leaned closer, trying to hear the faint ringing on the other end of Souji's cell phone.
"Dude, we are so messed up." He whispered, face red as his pants. Poor Yosuke was trying so hard not to crack up. It hard started out as a simple sleep over, really. They'd had dinner with Dojima and Nanako. Watched horror movies. Even looked at porn on Yosuke's new Mac. But that just wasn't fufilling enough. Oh nooo~
Out of some deep depth of Yosuke's airhead, the most brilliant idea struck. "Let's prank call King Moron!"
And so they did.
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"WHO DA FUCK IS THIS?" A snarling, grotesque voice barked from the other line, and Souji had to bite his lip to keep from making a sound.
His silver eyes traveled to Yosuke, who had his lap top, and a document, where they had listed things they could say.
Souji's eyes landed on the perfect one.
"Why..Mr.Mooroka, it's the.." Yosuke had a Gay Sex Hotline website pulled up. Souji recited the name of it. "This is Junpei hunni. I'll be your server for tonight." Souji cooed in a voice he usually only used when him and Yosuke were having phone sex.
Right now Yosuke was not turned on. Right now, said brunette was doubled over on his floor, biting a pillow like it was a giant marshmallow, his shoulders shaking.
" 'Bout time you called, bitch! I don't pay $49.99 a month for you to keep me WAITING." Souji was startled by how serious Morooka sounded. Wait..did that mean.. "And I thought I put in my damn dubscription, I don't CARE what your name is. You'll go by the name I give you!"
Oh god. All those rumours at school were true. King Moron WAS a homosexual deviant. And he was subscribed to a PHONE SEX hotline. There was no possibly way this prank call could get any worse. Besides, it would be funny to know just what kind of sick kinks his teacher got off on.
Or traumatizing.
"W-well then, Mr.Mooroka..what is my name?" Souji purred when he could steady his voice. Yosuke snorted.
"You don't get a name, you skank. But you get to be an annoying high school student, who's been defiant in class." Souji could hear the perverted grin in Morooka's voice, and his eyes widened suddenly. Yosuke had froze. Goodness. Their teacher was a pervert!
Souji shifted, laying back against the sofa, mockingly twirling a lock of his hair around a finger, to get Yosuke to giggle again. Anything to lighten the mood. "Well then, Morooka Sensei..I've been a bad boy. What're you going to do to me?" Souji's voice hit a feminine note of helplessness that had even Yosuke looking up and mouthing "That's hot."
Mr.Morooka released a dark chuckle, and then purred. Atleast, Souji guessed it was purring. It sounded more like a drowning cat. "I'm going to punish you, you naughty boy. You wanna know how?"
No. Souji did NOT want to know how.
"Oh yes, do tell me. I wanna know what a bad boy like me gets." Souji kicked up his feet on the coffee table. This would be good.
"SHUT UP ya lil' bitch and I'll tell you!" Moron barked. Oh Souji was SO going to have Souji spit extra spitballs at him on Monday. "Anyways.." Souji heard the sound of metal clinking, and the familiar sound of clothes hitting the floor.
"I'ma gonna bend your naughty ass over my desk...Oh yes..And I'm going to yank your pants down to your ankels..So your ass is bare."
Souji cut in with a soft "Aha! Oh no sensei! D-don't do that.." Yosuke choked on the soda he'd been drinking.
"SILENCE BITCH! You're gonna take your punishment and like it!" Morooka was breathing heavy now..which kind've disturbed Souji. He should just hang up already, and forget this ever happened. Him and Yosuke could go and have sex, and pretend they never did this.
Oh Souji was morbidly curious though..and having fun teasing both Morooka, and his pal, who was staring at him, enthralled with this new side of Seta.
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:0 Damn you character limit!
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Souji was dying inside.
"Sensei! Oh Sensei n-no! It hurts!" Souji gasped, in a voice that had even Yosuke convinced that Souji, deep down, was meant to be a phone sex operator.
"GOOD! It should hurt, for all the shit you put me through in class! Acting like a little smart ass! Helping your airheaded friend out! And for looking so fucking HOT while you're being a brat! Don't lie and tell me you don't LIKE your punishment."
Yosuke, who was now sitting on the arm rest of the couch, was listening to this. It was suddenly so clear to him why Mr.Morooka was so grouchy. The man obviously never got to have sex. If he did..he was probably as bad at is as he was at phone sex.
Souji on the other hand. Souji was getting into it.
The boy tossed his head back and moaned, so convincingly, that Yosuke almost fell off the couch. "Yes sensei! I'm a terrible little brat! Punish me! HARDER!" -- Yosuke didn't know whether to be turned on, turned off, or to just fall off the couch laughing. Instead, an even more brillian idea hit him. Sitting his Mac on the coffe table, facing Souji, he turned on his webcam.
And hit record.
"Nnng! That's right! Of course you want it. You're a dirty little pervert. I know you are. It's always the quiet ones who are the kinkiest." Moron was panting now, and Souji could hear the sound of flesh hitting flesh. "So I'm going to BEAT your ass harder! Until it's all nice and red!"
"YES! Aah!" Souji cried softly, almost arching off the sofa a little.
"Mm, good boy..." King Moron practically moaned. "Should I keep spanking your naughty ass? Or should I just fuck you now? Cause I know you HATE bottoming. You're always so strong, and stuck up, like you think you're a fucking leader!"
Souji, honestly, just wanted to get this over with.
"Y-yess sensei! P-please! Please just fuck me!" Souji gasped, while trying to ignore Yosuke's smug expression.
"Oh yes! Yes! I'm gonna fuck you HARD you little bastard! Right. Into. My. DESK!" Morooka groaned, and panted, giving Souji the idea that he was close. Good. Cause any more of this and Souji was either going to lose his lunch, or lose it and start laughing.
"That's right sensei! Right there! Oh! Oh yes! Harder please!"
"Damn right harder! Harder until your hips are banging on the desk! And oh GOD! I love fuckin' your ass! It's so tight! Probably from all that basketball you do...Mmng! And maybe I'll pull that pretty light hair of your's. Suck a freaky color, but it look so hot on you!" Morooka was getting close, for he had cut off into a series of grunts and moans.
Souji was in mid-moan, when he stopped. Wait..Morooka's student. Brat. Leader. Light hair. Basketball...No.
"F-FUCK! SETA!"
Souji and Yosuke's jaws dropped simultainously.
Any sort of arousal that anyone in that room felt, was killed instanly.
Finally there was panting on the other line, and then a sigh. "Ya didn't even come with me ya bitch. You suck at this. Tell them to send me someone different next time." And then a click.
Souji dropped his phone, and turned a shade of green that could put Mara to shame. Yosuke blinked stupidly for a moment. "Oh dude..that's.."
Slowly, Souji leaned down, to lay his head on his friend's lap. Yosuke watched, as his once fearless leader, began quivering.
"Dude..are you gonna be okay?"
"...No amount of therapy will EVER make this okay."
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8D ANON KNOWS THIS WAS EPIC FAIL.
Anon is gonna go commit sepukku with a spork now.
ILY BANANA ANON!
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Hope it ain't too hard to read.
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