RP Log - Sakaki, Niou - PART 1
Who: Niou and Sakaki
Where: Sakaki’s office
What: “Private Manscarf-Tying Lessons”
Rating: MA
When: Sunday afternoon (September 23rd)
Niou had spent part of the morning doing his garden duty that was nearly as horrible and monotonous as he feared. At least the hyper Kintarou guy was willing to help out and randomly destroy property. In the afternoon, after lunch and a shower, Niou was ready to get to what he hoped would be one of the highlights of his day. Man-scarf tying with Sakaki.
Niou would be the first to admit he had no real interest in scarves beyond keeping warm in the winter and the few advantages being able to tie a man-scarf might bring him when imitating someone but he did approve of the instructor. For an old guy, Sakaki was hot and there was something about that mix of serious intellect and pervert that made Niou take it as a challenge. Not to mention the fun taboo of a teacher and student. His last attempt before summer holidays had ended with his knowledge of knots vastly improved but that was it. Today, he was going to up the flirting without looking desperate and get into Sakaki’s scarf.
“Sensei~” Niou said as he gave the door frame to Sakaki’s office a knock with his free hand. In his other, he carried a small bag that had the scarves and ties he said he would bring. “You free to help me now?”
Seated at his mahogany desk with a teacup near his left hand and a fountain pen in his right, Sakaki lifted his head from his lesson plans to greet Niou. “Yes, of course,” he said, capping the pen and setting it down, “Please come in.” He indicated one of the two chic upholstered loveseats near his desk.
Niou moved into the room and kicked the door closed behind him. “It’s embarrassing asking for help,” he said before sprawling onto one of the loveseats. He then put his bag on the ground between his legs and dug out a couple of the scarves he brought. “They’re not as fine as yours, but they’re okay for practice, right?” Niou wasn’t normally one to doubt himself and he wasn’t really doing so now either. But Sakaki was a teacher and teachers liked to help students in need, so being a little more shy or helpless than usual should get more of Sakaki’s attention on him.
Giving an appraising glance to the bag of scarves, Sakaki nodded, moving to sit on the other loveseat. “You would likely never want to be caught dead wearing any of these in public. However, for our purposes they will be more than sufficient. You want to avoid the finer fabrics while you’re still practicing, as they sometimes tear more easily. That said, silk is very resilient.” He looked over Niou cautiously, as he wasn’t exactly the type to have such a profound interest in the art of man-scarf tying... and yet, this was the second time he’d come asking for supplementary lessons. Sakaki’s curiosity was piqued, to say the least.
“Just got a bunch of cheap ones to practice with during summer. Ya know, hate to lose such a useful skill,” Niou said placing the scarves on the arm of the loveseat and picking up another that he smoothed out on his lap. “How do you wanna do this? Want to watch me, want me to watch you? Or do you want to get hands on from the start?”
Sakaki smiled. “Why don’t you show me what you’ve learned over the summer?” He crossed one leg imperiously over the other and made himself comfortable in order to watch Niou work. The boy certainly seemed eager enough to perfect his craft, perhaps he had been studious during the break, though Sakaki would believe it when he saw it.
Man scarf tying was not a difficult task, at least not after reading the book and watching a few youtube videos on the subject. It allowed him to easily step up his man scarf tying skills throughout the summer, a skill needed for the times he wanted to more accurately impersonate Sakaki. But this time, he started tying his scarf perfectly but made an intentional small mistake near the end. It looked okay to the untrained eye, but it ensured that the scarf never sat quite correctly against his neck. “How’s this? I follow the instructions exactly but something always seems off....” He wondered how much hesitation he should put into his act and decided that a little lip nibble of worry would be acceptable.
Though he tried valiantly, Sakaki couldn’t keep the impressed expression off his face. “You have been working hard, Niou-kun,” he said, standing and crossing the room to the other loveseat upon which Niou was sitting. “It is nearly perfect. However,” he murmured, sitting and fiddling with a fold of cloth at Niou’s throat, “You need to make sure the central knot lies just beneath the Adam’s apple. That will ensure everything will lie straight.” With practised fingers, he corrected the problem and left Niou with a perfectly tied man-scarf. He sat back to admire his handiwork.
Niou gave Sakaki a smile, using his mutation to let a light blush colour his cheeks. “Thanks. Can you watch me do it one more time?” He didn’t wait for an answer before taking apart the scarf and starting to tie it once again. This time, when he got to the ‘tricky’ part he did it correctly but hesitated before the last scarf tuck. “Like this?” He hoped Sakaki would lean forward to adjust it himself once again. Because in Niou’s book, touching often led to more touching.
Reaching out and guiding Niou’s unsure hand through the final tuck, Sakaki nodded, “Just like that.”
“Thanks,” Niou said again and took some time to admire his man scarf before looking back up at Sakaki. “I heard there was a more complicated knot, that looks even more sophisticated. Do you think you could show me?” He had no doubt that Sakaki knew all the variations of ascot and cravat tying along with the numerous variations of tie knots.
Sakaki smiled and untied his own silk scarf. “Of course.” Slowly and deliberately, he wound the pink silk around his throat, pausing to make sure Niou saw all the subtleties of the technique, before tucking it into his shirt once again. “This particular style is particularly well-suited for formal gatherings, although it is more difficult and a bit much for daily wear,” he explained.
Niou found it a shame that Sakaki took off his scarf only to tie it again but he accepted it was just part of the challenge. “But you wear it everyday.” He often wondered if Sakaki wore it with pyjamas or in workout clothes. It had to say something about Sakaki’s skill that 2.5 years in at a boarding school and Niou had yet to see him in anything but suits and looking pristine, even in the summer heat. “You must have very skilled hands,” He added as he took off his scarf and started tying it like Sakaki did but messing up shortly into it. He let out a frustrated curse and started again, getting a bit further before the knot fell apart on him.
“This knot is not in the style I normally wear,” Sakaki replied, impressed Niou had made it as far as he did on his first try of such an advanced technique. “I prefer something a little simpler for a regular day at the office.” Taking Niou’s hands in his own, he showed him where his knot had gone wrong and finished the style with a little flourish. “My hands have simply had a lot of practice and have thus become proficient. When it comes right down to it, that is the root of all skill.”
Niou let his eyes flash their true colour as Sakaki finished tying off his scarf for him, the glowing blue looking at Sakaki so the other man wouldn’t miss it before they faded back to the more natural brown he kept them as. “No, I think your hands are just really skilled,” Niou said cranking up the blush on his cheeks as he fingered the scarf now around his neck.
“I already told you, skill is a result of practice,” Sakaki said, lifting his head up to give Niou an admonishing look. When he did, though, he caught a mesmerizing flash of blue and stared at Niou’s brown eyes. “...What was that?” he asked, shocked.
“Oh,” Niou said acting a little flustered as he looked away from Sakaki. “My control must’ve slipped. I guess I need to practice in more than just scarf tying.” And for the first time since he walked in the door he was actually being truthful. While he had let his control slip on purpose, he really did need to practice it. And who better to help him than a qualified instructor? Still, he had to keep nudging Sakaki in the right direction. “It doesn’t freak you out, does it?” He asked, hesitation in his voice and hand as he reached out to Sakaki.
Sakaki shook his head. “It does not bother me. I simply had not been expecting it. I don’t think I ever suspected your eyes were anything but brown, though I can understand why you might want to conceal such a... stunning colour.” His hand gently brushed a lock of snow-white hair out of Niou’s eyes, ostensibly to get a better look. “Am I to assume by ‘control’, you’re referring to your powers of metamorphosis? Do they slip often?”
Niou let out a genuine smile at Sakaki’s words about his eyes, those had been one of the first things he’d learned to conceal and hiding them was nearly more natural than showing them. But since Sakaki was clearly interested in them, and keeping Sakaki close was his goal, he slowly let his eyes change colour again, just keeping a little of the unnatural glow from them. “Not often. Sometimes if I’m surprised or flustered but mostly it’s when... well, when I’m really...err excited.” Niou wanted to say ‘in the middle of sex’ but he didn’t want to be quite that forward yet. He was trying to put on a shy act afterall.
“Excited?” Sakaki repeated, watching Niou’s eyes shift colour. He was silent for a moment, his fingertips absently tracing the firm line of his jaw as he thought. “Does any kind of excitement trigger the reversion? Or is there something in particular that causes you to lose control of your powers?”
“Particular,” Niou said leaning in closer to Sakaki’s personal space. “Like the really aroused kind of excited.” He made sure to not look away from Sakaki’s eyes as he wanted the older man to know that while he may be ‘shy’ he wasn’t unsure about what he was asking for.
Sakaki had not noticed how close Niou had gotten until he could feel the boy’s breath on his skin. “Niou-kun...” he murmured, trying to lean back and put some more space between him and his student, for his own safety as much as Niou’s. “Have you thought about ways to improve your mental fortitude? Meditation, perhaps?”
“You want me to meditate during sex?” The incredulous look he gave Sakaki was 100 percent real. And he was so surprised by the meditation suggestion that he forgot to act all shy or to get annoyed at Sakaki pulling back from him.
Turning his head away and trying to hide the blush spreading across his face with his hand, Sakaki coughed awkwardly. “Of... of course not,” he stammered, only able to look at Niou for a few seconds at a time, “You would need to train your mind to focus better beforehand.”
Niou wanted to both chuckle at Sakaki’s reaction and call it cute, but since neither would curry him favour, he only nodded at Sakaki’s suggestion. “I can try. But like you said, practice is what really leads to skill, right?” He smoothed a hand over his own scarf, fingers toying with the intricate knot at his neck just to help remind Sakaki about their earlier talk in practicing and to draw the older man’s eyes to his neck.
Sakaki swallowed heavily and tried to calm himself down. He had too much self-control to be getting embarrassed so easily. His traitorous eyes, however, trailed slowly over the features of Niou’s face before settling on his long fingers that teased at the scarf at his own throat. “Indeed,” he finally forced himself to say, “Strictly speaking, the best way to get better at controlling your powers is to... well...” He could feel his face heating up again, “Practice.”
“So you’ll help me...” Niou gave Sakaki his most hopeful look, even nibbling on his lip for a moment again, “practice?” He asked. Hoping that his acting was up to par or Sakaki was too flustered to notice any of the naughty thoughts in his mind and possibly on his face. He had not thought Sakaki would become this undone by a little flirting, the older man was well known for his own flirting ways and obvious enjoyment of all the young men running around.
Sakaki’s head snapped up and his eyes went wide. “Niou-kun... Surely you’re not... propositioning me?” He had often acted playfully with his students, but he had never had the tables turned on him... especially not so easily. “I am your teacher, in case you have forgotten.”
“That’s why I thought you’d be the best person to help me with this,” Niou said, answer at the ready for the teacher student dilemma. “And it’s not really a proposition, just practice...” Having figured he’d been bold enough and not wanting to scare the man away, he made sure the blush was still clear on his cheeks and looked down at the edge of the scarf still around his neck, fingers playing with the bottom of it.
“Just practice?” Sakaki murmured to himself, “Why exactly would a teacher be better for this type of practice than, say, one of your peers? That would certainly be more... conventional.”
“I told ya, asking for help is embarrassing,” Niou said, referring to why he had closed the door earlier. “And teenagers just want to get off, they’re not going to worry about helping me practice... that’s why I want a mature and experienced teacher to help me.” He looked up at Sakaki, giving him a shy smile that was only verging on a smirk in the corners.
Sakaki was starting to get the feeling Niou hadn’t been completely upfront with him when this whole thing started. He only wondered what exactly the boy before him had in mind. “It’s true, teenagers tend to be more hormonal than anything else, horrendously selfish in their carnal desires.” His easy smile returned as he started to see the bigger picture. “Tell me then, Niou-kun. How exactly do you expect to practice? What do you really want from me?”
Niou nodded in agreement with Sakaki’s assessment on teenagers, he was one and he was certainly selfish. But no matter how selfish he was with his carnal desires, he wasn’t quite stupid enough to screw this up by saying he just wanted sex from Sakaki, even if it were true. “Just to help me practice,” He said. “I’ll take on a different form, and you see how far you can push me before my control slips... give me some pointers, and then we can try again.” and again, and again until he no longer had this little control problem and he’d had his fill of fun with Sakaki. He rather thought it was a win-win situation.
Sakaki paused to consider this option. It was certainly not without its dangers but, in some strange way, that almost made it more exciting. Besides, so long as it was only in the name of education, he could probably pass off a couple less-than-professional caresses as demonstrations without too much scandal... as long as this encounter didn’t get out into the gossip mill that was the student body. “You won’t be able to tell any of your friends about this, you realize. You will have to make up some other reason as to why your powers are stronger... perhaps you have taken up meditation?” He said in a low whisper.
Niou rather suspected that most people already thought that he was bent over the desk testing Sakaki’s TILF level as he hadn’t made it a secret that he was meeting Sakaki for private man scarf lessons. But there was no need to worry Sakaki with minor details like that. “My lips are sealed,” Niou said and let out a small laugh at the return of meditation. “And are you a good meditation instructor, Sakaki-sensei?” He asked.
Sakaki absently spun the silver ring he wore on the little finger of his left hand. “I believe I’ve had some training in that area,” he murmured, undressing Niou with his eyes and already formulating possible plans to test the other boy’s concentration. “The question is, is there anything you want me not to do?”
“Good, I wouldn’t want to trust myself to inexperienced hands,” Niou said, watching Sakaki toy with the ring he wore before looking back at his face. He considered if there was anything he didn’t want to do with Sakaki or that he wasn’t comfortable with in general. Sakaki was admittedly a fair bit older than previous partners but he still looked good so Niou didn’t think desire would be an issue once clothes were off. And he was certainly no blushing virgin despite any pretences he might put on. “Nope, no limits. If I want to control this, I need practice with everything, right?” He just really hoped that Sakaki’s kinks did not delve too far beyond normal or the older man would at least be courteous to ask for further permission if the did.
The older man nodded. “That seems logical,” he said, smiling. “Well then... whenever you’re ready.” He took a deep breath to steady himself... and waited.
On to Part 2 >>>
Where: Sakaki’s office
What: “Private Manscarf-Tying Lessons”
Rating: MA
When: Sunday afternoon (September 23rd)
Niou had spent part of the morning doing his garden duty that was nearly as horrible and monotonous as he feared. At least the hyper Kintarou guy was willing to help out and randomly destroy property. In the afternoon, after lunch and a shower, Niou was ready to get to what he hoped would be one of the highlights of his day. Man-scarf tying with Sakaki.
Niou would be the first to admit he had no real interest in scarves beyond keeping warm in the winter and the few advantages being able to tie a man-scarf might bring him when imitating someone but he did approve of the instructor. For an old guy, Sakaki was hot and there was something about that mix of serious intellect and pervert that made Niou take it as a challenge. Not to mention the fun taboo of a teacher and student. His last attempt before summer holidays had ended with his knowledge of knots vastly improved but that was it. Today, he was going to up the flirting without looking desperate and get into Sakaki’s scarf.
“Sensei~” Niou said as he gave the door frame to Sakaki’s office a knock with his free hand. In his other, he carried a small bag that had the scarves and ties he said he would bring. “You free to help me now?”
Seated at his mahogany desk with a teacup near his left hand and a fountain pen in his right, Sakaki lifted his head from his lesson plans to greet Niou. “Yes, of course,” he said, capping the pen and setting it down, “Please come in.” He indicated one of the two chic upholstered loveseats near his desk.
Niou moved into the room and kicked the door closed behind him. “It’s embarrassing asking for help,” he said before sprawling onto one of the loveseats. He then put his bag on the ground between his legs and dug out a couple of the scarves he brought. “They’re not as fine as yours, but they’re okay for practice, right?” Niou wasn’t normally one to doubt himself and he wasn’t really doing so now either. But Sakaki was a teacher and teachers liked to help students in need, so being a little more shy or helpless than usual should get more of Sakaki’s attention on him.
Giving an appraising glance to the bag of scarves, Sakaki nodded, moving to sit on the other loveseat. “You would likely never want to be caught dead wearing any of these in public. However, for our purposes they will be more than sufficient. You want to avoid the finer fabrics while you’re still practicing, as they sometimes tear more easily. That said, silk is very resilient.” He looked over Niou cautiously, as he wasn’t exactly the type to have such a profound interest in the art of man-scarf tying... and yet, this was the second time he’d come asking for supplementary lessons. Sakaki’s curiosity was piqued, to say the least.
“Just got a bunch of cheap ones to practice with during summer. Ya know, hate to lose such a useful skill,” Niou said placing the scarves on the arm of the loveseat and picking up another that he smoothed out on his lap. “How do you wanna do this? Want to watch me, want me to watch you? Or do you want to get hands on from the start?”
Sakaki smiled. “Why don’t you show me what you’ve learned over the summer?” He crossed one leg imperiously over the other and made himself comfortable in order to watch Niou work. The boy certainly seemed eager enough to perfect his craft, perhaps he had been studious during the break, though Sakaki would believe it when he saw it.
Man scarf tying was not a difficult task, at least not after reading the book and watching a few youtube videos on the subject. It allowed him to easily step up his man scarf tying skills throughout the summer, a skill needed for the times he wanted to more accurately impersonate Sakaki. But this time, he started tying his scarf perfectly but made an intentional small mistake near the end. It looked okay to the untrained eye, but it ensured that the scarf never sat quite correctly against his neck. “How’s this? I follow the instructions exactly but something always seems off....” He wondered how much hesitation he should put into his act and decided that a little lip nibble of worry would be acceptable.
Though he tried valiantly, Sakaki couldn’t keep the impressed expression off his face. “You have been working hard, Niou-kun,” he said, standing and crossing the room to the other loveseat upon which Niou was sitting. “It is nearly perfect. However,” he murmured, sitting and fiddling with a fold of cloth at Niou’s throat, “You need to make sure the central knot lies just beneath the Adam’s apple. That will ensure everything will lie straight.” With practised fingers, he corrected the problem and left Niou with a perfectly tied man-scarf. He sat back to admire his handiwork.
Niou gave Sakaki a smile, using his mutation to let a light blush colour his cheeks. “Thanks. Can you watch me do it one more time?” He didn’t wait for an answer before taking apart the scarf and starting to tie it once again. This time, when he got to the ‘tricky’ part he did it correctly but hesitated before the last scarf tuck. “Like this?” He hoped Sakaki would lean forward to adjust it himself once again. Because in Niou’s book, touching often led to more touching.
Reaching out and guiding Niou’s unsure hand through the final tuck, Sakaki nodded, “Just like that.”
“Thanks,” Niou said again and took some time to admire his man scarf before looking back up at Sakaki. “I heard there was a more complicated knot, that looks even more sophisticated. Do you think you could show me?” He had no doubt that Sakaki knew all the variations of ascot and cravat tying along with the numerous variations of tie knots.
Sakaki smiled and untied his own silk scarf. “Of course.” Slowly and deliberately, he wound the pink silk around his throat, pausing to make sure Niou saw all the subtleties of the technique, before tucking it into his shirt once again. “This particular style is particularly well-suited for formal gatherings, although it is more difficult and a bit much for daily wear,” he explained.
Niou found it a shame that Sakaki took off his scarf only to tie it again but he accepted it was just part of the challenge. “But you wear it everyday.” He often wondered if Sakaki wore it with pyjamas or in workout clothes. It had to say something about Sakaki’s skill that 2.5 years in at a boarding school and Niou had yet to see him in anything but suits and looking pristine, even in the summer heat. “You must have very skilled hands,” He added as he took off his scarf and started tying it like Sakaki did but messing up shortly into it. He let out a frustrated curse and started again, getting a bit further before the knot fell apart on him.
“This knot is not in the style I normally wear,” Sakaki replied, impressed Niou had made it as far as he did on his first try of such an advanced technique. “I prefer something a little simpler for a regular day at the office.” Taking Niou’s hands in his own, he showed him where his knot had gone wrong and finished the style with a little flourish. “My hands have simply had a lot of practice and have thus become proficient. When it comes right down to it, that is the root of all skill.”
Niou let his eyes flash their true colour as Sakaki finished tying off his scarf for him, the glowing blue looking at Sakaki so the other man wouldn’t miss it before they faded back to the more natural brown he kept them as. “No, I think your hands are just really skilled,” Niou said cranking up the blush on his cheeks as he fingered the scarf now around his neck.
“I already told you, skill is a result of practice,” Sakaki said, lifting his head up to give Niou an admonishing look. When he did, though, he caught a mesmerizing flash of blue and stared at Niou’s brown eyes. “...What was that?” he asked, shocked.
“Oh,” Niou said acting a little flustered as he looked away from Sakaki. “My control must’ve slipped. I guess I need to practice in more than just scarf tying.” And for the first time since he walked in the door he was actually being truthful. While he had let his control slip on purpose, he really did need to practice it. And who better to help him than a qualified instructor? Still, he had to keep nudging Sakaki in the right direction. “It doesn’t freak you out, does it?” He asked, hesitation in his voice and hand as he reached out to Sakaki.
Sakaki shook his head. “It does not bother me. I simply had not been expecting it. I don’t think I ever suspected your eyes were anything but brown, though I can understand why you might want to conceal such a... stunning colour.” His hand gently brushed a lock of snow-white hair out of Niou’s eyes, ostensibly to get a better look. “Am I to assume by ‘control’, you’re referring to your powers of metamorphosis? Do they slip often?”
Niou let out a genuine smile at Sakaki’s words about his eyes, those had been one of the first things he’d learned to conceal and hiding them was nearly more natural than showing them. But since Sakaki was clearly interested in them, and keeping Sakaki close was his goal, he slowly let his eyes change colour again, just keeping a little of the unnatural glow from them. “Not often. Sometimes if I’m surprised or flustered but mostly it’s when... well, when I’m really...err excited.” Niou wanted to say ‘in the middle of sex’ but he didn’t want to be quite that forward yet. He was trying to put on a shy act afterall.
“Excited?” Sakaki repeated, watching Niou’s eyes shift colour. He was silent for a moment, his fingertips absently tracing the firm line of his jaw as he thought. “Does any kind of excitement trigger the reversion? Or is there something in particular that causes you to lose control of your powers?”
“Particular,” Niou said leaning in closer to Sakaki’s personal space. “Like the really aroused kind of excited.” He made sure to not look away from Sakaki’s eyes as he wanted the older man to know that while he may be ‘shy’ he wasn’t unsure about what he was asking for.
Sakaki had not noticed how close Niou had gotten until he could feel the boy’s breath on his skin. “Niou-kun...” he murmured, trying to lean back and put some more space between him and his student, for his own safety as much as Niou’s. “Have you thought about ways to improve your mental fortitude? Meditation, perhaps?”
“You want me to meditate during sex?” The incredulous look he gave Sakaki was 100 percent real. And he was so surprised by the meditation suggestion that he forgot to act all shy or to get annoyed at Sakaki pulling back from him.
Turning his head away and trying to hide the blush spreading across his face with his hand, Sakaki coughed awkwardly. “Of... of course not,” he stammered, only able to look at Niou for a few seconds at a time, “You would need to train your mind to focus better beforehand.”
Niou wanted to both chuckle at Sakaki’s reaction and call it cute, but since neither would curry him favour, he only nodded at Sakaki’s suggestion. “I can try. But like you said, practice is what really leads to skill, right?” He smoothed a hand over his own scarf, fingers toying with the intricate knot at his neck just to help remind Sakaki about their earlier talk in practicing and to draw the older man’s eyes to his neck.
Sakaki swallowed heavily and tried to calm himself down. He had too much self-control to be getting embarrassed so easily. His traitorous eyes, however, trailed slowly over the features of Niou’s face before settling on his long fingers that teased at the scarf at his own throat. “Indeed,” he finally forced himself to say, “Strictly speaking, the best way to get better at controlling your powers is to... well...” He could feel his face heating up again, “Practice.”
“So you’ll help me...” Niou gave Sakaki his most hopeful look, even nibbling on his lip for a moment again, “practice?” He asked. Hoping that his acting was up to par or Sakaki was too flustered to notice any of the naughty thoughts in his mind and possibly on his face. He had not thought Sakaki would become this undone by a little flirting, the older man was well known for his own flirting ways and obvious enjoyment of all the young men running around.
Sakaki’s head snapped up and his eyes went wide. “Niou-kun... Surely you’re not... propositioning me?” He had often acted playfully with his students, but he had never had the tables turned on him... especially not so easily. “I am your teacher, in case you have forgotten.”
“That’s why I thought you’d be the best person to help me with this,” Niou said, answer at the ready for the teacher student dilemma. “And it’s not really a proposition, just practice...” Having figured he’d been bold enough and not wanting to scare the man away, he made sure the blush was still clear on his cheeks and looked down at the edge of the scarf still around his neck, fingers playing with the bottom of it.
“Just practice?” Sakaki murmured to himself, “Why exactly would a teacher be better for this type of practice than, say, one of your peers? That would certainly be more... conventional.”
“I told ya, asking for help is embarrassing,” Niou said, referring to why he had closed the door earlier. “And teenagers just want to get off, they’re not going to worry about helping me practice... that’s why I want a mature and experienced teacher to help me.” He looked up at Sakaki, giving him a shy smile that was only verging on a smirk in the corners.
Sakaki was starting to get the feeling Niou hadn’t been completely upfront with him when this whole thing started. He only wondered what exactly the boy before him had in mind. “It’s true, teenagers tend to be more hormonal than anything else, horrendously selfish in their carnal desires.” His easy smile returned as he started to see the bigger picture. “Tell me then, Niou-kun. How exactly do you expect to practice? What do you really want from me?”
Niou nodded in agreement with Sakaki’s assessment on teenagers, he was one and he was certainly selfish. But no matter how selfish he was with his carnal desires, he wasn’t quite stupid enough to screw this up by saying he just wanted sex from Sakaki, even if it were true. “Just to help me practice,” He said. “I’ll take on a different form, and you see how far you can push me before my control slips... give me some pointers, and then we can try again.” and again, and again until he no longer had this little control problem and he’d had his fill of fun with Sakaki. He rather thought it was a win-win situation.
Sakaki paused to consider this option. It was certainly not without its dangers but, in some strange way, that almost made it more exciting. Besides, so long as it was only in the name of education, he could probably pass off a couple less-than-professional caresses as demonstrations without too much scandal... as long as this encounter didn’t get out into the gossip mill that was the student body. “You won’t be able to tell any of your friends about this, you realize. You will have to make up some other reason as to why your powers are stronger... perhaps you have taken up meditation?” He said in a low whisper.
Niou rather suspected that most people already thought that he was bent over the desk testing Sakaki’s TILF level as he hadn’t made it a secret that he was meeting Sakaki for private man scarf lessons. But there was no need to worry Sakaki with minor details like that. “My lips are sealed,” Niou said and let out a small laugh at the return of meditation. “And are you a good meditation instructor, Sakaki-sensei?” He asked.
Sakaki absently spun the silver ring he wore on the little finger of his left hand. “I believe I’ve had some training in that area,” he murmured, undressing Niou with his eyes and already formulating possible plans to test the other boy’s concentration. “The question is, is there anything you want me not to do?”
“Good, I wouldn’t want to trust myself to inexperienced hands,” Niou said, watching Sakaki toy with the ring he wore before looking back at his face. He considered if there was anything he didn’t want to do with Sakaki or that he wasn’t comfortable with in general. Sakaki was admittedly a fair bit older than previous partners but he still looked good so Niou didn’t think desire would be an issue once clothes were off. And he was certainly no blushing virgin despite any pretences he might put on. “Nope, no limits. If I want to control this, I need practice with everything, right?” He just really hoped that Sakaki’s kinks did not delve too far beyond normal or the older man would at least be courteous to ask for further permission if the did.
The older man nodded. “That seems logical,” he said, smiling. “Well then... whenever you’re ready.” He took a deep breath to steady himself... and waited.
On to Part 2 >>>