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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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She's shaking, hips slowly moving to the same beat, forward, back, slooow grind always getting higher focused on the head bobbing relentlessly, urgently. Things slowly seem to spin faster, higher, the moan less subdued, the tendon's in Tatsumi's arms tautening. "Oh fuck-" And Tatsumi's body stops, perfectly stilled in an arch, wide down Seta-kun's throat and it seems like hours until he slumps forward a bit, muscles loosening, shaking to stay upright. When she looks away from the expression of perfect bliss on her classmates face, Seta-kun's still on his knees, head still moving leisurely, slowly until at least he draws back, Tatsumi's sated member slipping from his mouth.
"I take it you don't have any complaints." He says with a grin and though his voice croaks a bit at the words, there's no mistaking the smugness in it."
A pause. "You." The hand on his nape is janking Seta-kun upwards until his head's tipped back, lips crashing into Tatsumi heatedly, slowly changing into a leisure pace. Open mouths trailing against each other, tongues tangling and untangling slowly, unhurriedly until at last they part. "Senpai, you're really something, you know. I just- thanks." murmurs Tatsumi and she blinks sheepishly at the tone shy admiration in his voice. It's actually kind of- "So cute." "Senpai? I-I'm not-!" His face is actually crimson and it just get's worse as Seta-senpai gives him a little peck. "Don't worry, I won't tell."
There's a rustling sound and she can't really tell what's happening because they're standing so close again but then Tatsumi is pushing back from the door, still staying near, their bodies swaying a bit towards each other. Meanwhile Seta-senpai is grabbing Tatsumi's hand, who doesn't flinch or wonders, like it's normal, familiar. "I'll just keep you for myself." Another peck on Tatsumi's blushing nose and then they're turning as one towards the door.
She hears the door open and a sounding of slow steps. Maybe she imagines the low "I-I like you too." Because she's heard stuff, and she knows Kanji Tatsumi is a punk and a bully, Ken said so. Instead she lies back against the wall, the sky is blue and there's nearly no better thing than being alone on the school roof.
Maybe Ken can go fuck himself.
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Sorry for the garbling, because lj has amazingly restrictive comment space
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