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Ooh~ la la! Never in my wildest (and wettest) dreams did I ever think this kink meme would yield such passionate results! With nearly five thousand comments in the initial post, I figured it was high time we bring the naked party over into a new post to leave the first open for request followup and... other forms of fulfillment
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Souji almost pissed himself laughing, as did at least half of the audience. It was just… so Yosuke to storm off in a huff like that. And his minor bitch fit, unbeknownst to him, decided the winner.
When Souji recovered, he snuck out of the room, knowing he had better find his boyfriend and calm him down before there was property damage. Whether or not said calming down lead to groping…
Yosuke was sitting his classroom, legs and arms crossed, pouting when Souji found him. He looked up and blushed when he heard the door open, quickly averting his gaze again. Souji sat in the empty seat next to him, smiling softly.
“You were great up there, babe.”
“I just outted both of us to the entire school, man. In a skirt!” Yosuke grumbled, still staring at the floor and not meeting Souji’s gaze. “I’m probably disqualified now…”
Souji looked a little puzzled and reached for Yosuke’s hand, not sure why that mattered. It was just something for fun, something they’d all decided to do again because last year had actually been, though slightly infuriating, fun.
“Why’s it matter if you get disqualified? It’s not like you were seriously competing. You don’t even like girls, you’d make a shitty judge,” Souji reminded him.
Yosuke was quiet for a moment, then sighed and turned to face his boyfriend.
“I wanted to win,” he admitted, then realized what that implied. Waving his hands furiously and blushing, he tried to catch himself. “That’s not what I meant! I just wanted to beat Teddie, that’s all.”
So it was all sibling rivalry then. Souji smirked and pulled Yosuke onto his lap, unable to help himself anymore. His skirt moved up a little, almost exposing whatever was under the short piece of clothing.
“Did you go all the way with this costume? Are there panties under that skirt?”
Yosuke scowled at Souji and pushed his skirt back down, keeping his hands there so Souji couldn’t lift it and peek. The effect was lost, though, as he turned a bright red as he did so. Which only spurred the other boy’s curiosity.
“C’mon, babe. I’ve seen you naked, give me a peek.”
Yosuke’s intended protest was cut off by Souji kissing him and pushing him against the desk, hoping to get him into a good peeking position and take his mind of holding the skirt down. There was a little resistance before Yosuke gave in and opened his mouth for Souji, moving one hand to tangle it in his boyfriend’s carefully styled hair. It took a little more work (and a hand up Yosuke’s sweater) to get the other hand to move away, at which point Souji pounced.
There were, in fact, panties under Yosuke’s skirt. But that wasn’t what made Souji take pause when he lifted the skirt.
They were lacy. Lacy, blue panties. With little teddy bears on them, holding strawberries in their cute little bear paws.
“Nice pa-“
“So help me, if you say anything I will never have sex with you ever again,” Yosuke interrupted, glaring at Souji, who smirked back at him.
“Can I at least ask what possessed you to wear these?”
“Teddie made me. That’s why I wanted to beat him. As revenge for making me wear these fucking things.”
“Aw, it’s not that bad. I think they’re hot. But they have to go.”
“Wh-what?! Souji, no! Not here!”
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