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Saying Kaito is close to rip off all his hair would be an understatement.
The man is trying very hard not to pop a boner right at this instant, in the middle of a meeting between the schools’ teachers. He didn’t even want to come in the first place, but his boss had said that his presence would be needed.
And Kaito is nothing but a kind man who can’t say no. Being a people pleaser is not fun.
Bullshit, he mutters under his breath. No one has asked for his opinion yet, and the meeting has been going for forty-five minutes already. His throat feels dry for spending such a long time without speaking.
However, his throat feels dry for another reason. And this is the reason why he wants the ground to swallow him whole. He’s sure that he wouldn’t be able to act natural if someone suddenly talked to him.
Whose fault is it?
His sadistic partner.
Calling her sadistic might be a little mean, considering she isn’t doing anything in particular to rile Kaito up and isn’t smirking at him or anything. The latter also feels a little bad for having such horny thoughts when she has been concentrated on the meeting the whole time.
She is wearing a miniskirt, legs crossed, and her tie around her neck is loose. Sitting directly in Kaito’s peripheral vision doesn’t help much neither.
But what really is the worst is the pen lying between her perfectly pouted lips, her tongue occasionally swiping across the cap of the pen. Sometimes, she bites into it and when she wants to write something on her notebook, Kaito notices the faint strand of saliva between the pen and her mouth.
It’s not that noticeable but Kaito is a little deranged when this is about his girlfriend.
Don’t date your coworker, they all say. Kaito should have listened to them.
He watches her do this, eyes trained and gaze unwavering for the past twenty minutes or so. His colleagues could have been calling him names this whole time, he wouldn’t have noticed. No, he only has eyes for his girlfriend.
“Have you talked to Len’s parents, Luka?” One of the teachers asks his girlfriend, who hums and thinks for a while, unconsciously and slightly sucking on the pen.
Kaito gulps as inconspicuously as he can.
“Not yet,” she answers. “I think Len didn’t tell them I wanted to talk to them. Gosh, why can’t he be like his twin, she’s much more disciplined than him,” she whines, a small bump presenting itself on the side of her face as she pouts. Then, after they had addressed the Len’s problem — Kaito didn’t bother listening because he knows Luka will complain about it during their next date — and the attention isn’t on her anymore, she puts the pen between her lips again and frowns.
Kaito shifts uncomfortably in his seat and rapidly glances down to see if his boner is noticeable. It is not.
When he looks up, Luka is beaming at him and gives him a thumbs up.
She is so cute.
At the end of the one hour and a half boring meeting, Kaito coughs and ignores his girlfriend calling his name. He needs to go the bathroom. Fortunately, some colleagues want to talk to Luka, so he is reassured to know that he won’t make wait too long.
That’s the least of his worries right now anyway, he thinks as he has his leaking cock in hand and his head thrown back against the wall as he tries not to make loud noises.
.
They haven’t been dating for a while, only a good four months.
Luka was already a teacher in the school when Kaito started his job. Being among the youngest teachers and the same age, they got along rather quickly but stayed coworkers rather than friends, even though Kaito felt something a little more than what you should feel towards a colleague you only see ten minutes during lunch hours.
And Luka was already in a relationship at that time. Kaito didn’t mind though. He knew his little crush would fade out soon.
Except it didn’t. And this one day when Luka had come to work with a bright right hickey on her neck, Kaito had almost choked on his food. He had headed to his next class twenty minutes before the bell rang. He had only heard Luka sheepishly laugh when one of the fellow female teachers had pointed out the hickey.
If he had dreamt that night about his coworker’s legs wrapped around his waist, under him, begging to go faster, it’s only between he and himself.
Anyways.
After Luka’s breakup with her ex, the two became closer and walked around each other for long, insufferable months before Lily, Luka’s best friend and the school’s nurse, got fed up with their ridiculous flirting attempts.
It brings us to the present: Kaito happily dating Luka.
Obviously, they don’t live together, but his girlfriend often goes to his just to spend some time together, even if they both do something different.
Just like now.
It’s a Wednesday calm night. Kaito is grading his senior students’ sheets — it’s bad; he’s not having fun right now — and Luka is silently reading a book on the couch next. Silently being the key word if you ignore the occasional noises of Luka licking a lollipop.
Kaito can only see the back of her head, so he can only listen to the sounds. Thank god. He doesn’t know what he would have done if he could see Luka sucking on the lollipop.
Damn it. He’s not concentrated anymore. He mentally apologizes to his students for his shaky handwriting of their paper sheet.
“Babe?” Luka suddenly calls.
Kaito looks up in surprise. She is looking right back at him, eyebrows furrowed, and that damned lollipop resting between her fingers. The candy looks glossy.
How are you twenty-seven and still eating lollipops, Kaito thinks with a pained expression. Usually, he, too, enjoy eating candies, but they might be his number enemy right now.
“You good?”
“Yes, sorry, I was just thinking,” he replies. He continues to grade his students’ papers, trying to ignore Luka boring holes into the top of his head.
“Are you sure? Because you look like you were spacing out,” she says.
Kaito immediately realizes how dumb he must look. She wasn’t even facing him in the first place, which means he must have been spacing out for a long time if she noticed it.
He turns away from his papers to avoid any more embarrassment and answers, somewhat hastily: “Y-yeah, sorry. I just need to concentrate.”
“Is there anything bothering you?” Luka asks, standing up and walking towards him. Kaito notices Luka’s short getting stuck between her thighs and he rashly looks away when she puts her short back properly.
Now standing next to the small table, she bends to be at Kaito’s level. Her right hand reaches out to caress his cheek while the other hand puts the lollipop back in her mouth. Kaito swallows thickly as the soft touch is burning his skin and his eyes are looking directly at her boobs.
This is truly embarrassing. He feels like a highschooler who has never seen a woman naked. Which isn’t the case, thank you very much. The difference is that by the few glimpses he got, Luka’s body seems to be frankly a work of art.
He tries not to stare at her chest, but it is impossible. He can’t help it because Luka looks so damn sexy when she leans forward like that.
“Nothing,” he whispers quietly.
She hums — something she seems to do often when there is something in her mouth, much to Kaito’s discontent. She pulls the candy out of her mouth through her puckered lips with a wet and loud pop sound.
Her luscious lips part slowly, revealing her perfect pink tongue as she licks her lips. She is looking down at him with a wide grin, and Kaito finds himself unable to look away.
He wonders if she does it all on purpose.
She has to be playing a sick game on him.
But they have never talked about sex before, and Luka is as pure as someone can be. So this can’t be. She must not realize how much everything she does arouses him.
“If you say so,” she says with an unreadable face, clearly not believing him. Then, she pushes the lollipop towards his face. “Do you want it?”
“Uh…”
“You keep looking at it.” Fuck, she noticed. “Sorry, I only had one. I can give it to you though.”
He doesn’t trust himself enough to be able to talk right now and he’s grateful for that. Instead of saying anything, he shakes his head with a pained smile. He hopes it’s enough to convince her.
She smiles again and takes his face between her hands to kiss him. Her lips are sticky. It’s embarrassing to say that his dick twitched at the sensation. When she pulls back from him, she is giggling softly. The lollipop is still in her hand. She leans up to place it on his mouth.
“Eat it,” she says. “It’s good.”
Yeah, it tastes good, but not for the same reason as she thinks. The only thing Kaito tastes is the saliva. Sure, there is the strawberry taste, but it isn’t strong at all compared to the taste of her drool.
Just how much was she sucking on it? It feels like she spits on it and gave it to Kaito right after.
Kaito is about to explode.
When Luka returns to the sofa to continue her book, Kaito angrily bites on the lollipop, hoping his boner would go down.
.
The day Kaito finally loses his mind is when they are eating lunch at school. They are in Luka’s classroom and eating the lunchboxes Kaito made for them.
(Yes, he loves cooking and is good at it. A relief as Luka cannot be trusted in a kitchen.)
What Kaito regrets putting in the lunchboxes are chocolate bars. As it is extremely hot in the room, the chocolate has melted. Of course, Luka got it all over her hands.
It should have been fine. Except it’s not, and Kaito badly wants to bend her over the desk and fuck her.
Why? Because she is currently sucking on her fingers to get rid of the chocolate. She could have just licked her fingers clean and Kaito would have moved on — not really because he’s been like a ticking bomb these past days, but still — but no, she really is sucking her fingers, eyes closed and almost purring.
It’s even worse when she opens her eyes and it directly lands on his own fingers. “You—” she breathes out, “you too have chocolate all over your hands.”
Kaito looks at his hands and there is, indeed, chocolate on it.
Fuck these chocolate bars.
He awkwardly laughs. “Right? Haha, I’m so clumsy.”
“Mmmh,” she hums. Stop doing that, Kaito thinks, almost on the verge of tears. “Lemme just…” She grabs his hand and licks the chocolate off.
His body feels like it is being squeezed by invisible hands. His heart beats like it wants to burst out of his chest. He needs to take care of this, but he is unable to move. Even after Luka let go of his hand.
Kaito notices the chocolate at the corner of Luka’s mouth. “Wait…” He trails off, reaching over the table, hand outstretched as his thumb gently swipes at his girlfriend’s skin. She blinks back at him, eyes big, as he lets his touch linger, thumb still pressed near her mouth.
He gulps, moving his thumb to the side and over her bottom lip. Very slowly. Waiting for her reaction.
Luka’s mouth parts slightly, silently giving him access. Kaito pushes the tip of his thumb, then the rest of his finger in after he sees her closing her eyes. He presses down onto her tongue and smirks when Luka lets out a sound relatively close to a whimper, lips closing around Kaito’s thumb.
For a second or two, nothing happens next. When Luka thickly swallows, Kaito presses his thumb down harder, as if telling her not to make any move. And Luka obeys. Kaito’s eyes darken with desire. His other hand curls under her chin and he presses even harder, harder and harder until saliva starts drooling at the corner of her mouth.
They stay like this in silence, Luka letting him play with her tongue and Kaito almost forgetting where they are. Until the sound of footsteps echoes loudly from the corridor, startling them out of their daze. Kaito hurriedly pulls away as Luka looks at him with an amazed look.
The door opens by the time they have managed to look decent and not like they were about to have sex in the classroom. “Teacher, you’re here!” Kaito has never hated teenagers as much as right now. “Oh. Sir, you’re also here.”
“Well, of course, they’re dating,” the other student says.
“What!?”
“Dude, everyone knows!” The boy hits his friend on the head then turns to the teachers. “We’re sorry to bother you during lunch hour—” You should be, Kaito thinks bitterly— “we wanted to study a bit before classes start. We have an exam after your class so…”
“Oh, right.” Luka says. She allows her students to stay in the classroom during recess and lunch break so they can study or do whatever they want. As long as they don’t make a fuss. “Hum,” she looks at Kaito for help.
Kaito forces a smile at the two students. “Go ahead, boys.”
Luka widens her eyes. “What—”
“I was about to leave.” Kaito cuts her off. It sucks, yeah, but it was their fault to get all worked up like this in a public place, especially in a school, where anyone can see them. “Don’t bother teacher Luka, okay?”
Luka hesitates for a moment but says nothing as she watches her boyfriend cleans up his lunchbox. He looks back at her and grins.
“See you after classes?”
“Yeah,” Luka answers, a pout on her lips.
He leaves the room in a hurry, after making sure that the students aren’t looking at him to see the bulge in his pants.
.
“I wanna try smoking,” is the first thing Kaito hears after coming back from the shower.
Luka is already lying on the bed, not tucked under the covers yet, mindlessly scrolling on her phone, like she didn’t just say the most absurd thing.
Luka smoking? The same Luka who almost fought with a man who accidentally blew smoke on her face? Kaito doesn’t believe it.
“Why?” Kaito asks, sitting on the bed. He kisses her forehead.
“Don’t know. Looks fun,” she shrugs.
“No way in hell,” he says firmly.
“But why?”
Kaito stares at her for a while, studying her face. She doesn’t seem upset by his reaction — it’s not like he would forbid her from smoking anyways; she is her own person so she can do whatever she wants. It was just a sudden thought, it seems.
Then, it hits him.
He smirks. “Quite the oral fixation you have, babe.”
She immediately blushes. Jackpot.
He leans forward, getting right back up in Luka’s face. “You can’t live without having something in your mouth, huh?” He taunts.
It is true; she is always sucking on something. Sometimes it’s a pen, sometimes it’s a lollipop, and sometimes her fingers.
“I didn’t know someone could make sucking on a pen this pornographic,” he adds. “Did you do it on purpose?”
Luka glares at him. But she can’t deny it. She will never admit to it. She would rather die than do that.
Kaito takes advantage of her shock to prods at her lips with an index and middle finger. To hold her in place. He doesn’t know where the confidence comes from when he says in a low voice: “Miss Luka just wants a cock in her mouth, isn’t that right?” Without any warning, the digits are plunged into her wet mouth.
He orders her to suck and she doesn’t have to be told twice to do so. She does it almost desperately, like she was waiting her whole life to do it. Kaito gives her a satisfied smile.
He withdraws his fingers after a few seconds, deeming it enough, mostly because the strain against his sweats is getting too much to handle. He stands, swiftly undoing the strings of his pajamas pants before pulling it down, his underwear following right after.
He notices how Luka licks her lips as she looks at his leaking dick, standing hard against the material of his shirt. “Go on,” he urges.
She scrambles on the bed to get on her knees, a hand wrapping around Kaito’s cock. The latter lets out a hiss as Luka licks at the tip, eyes looking up, seemingly innocent, framed perfectly by her silky pink hair.
She takes most of Kaito in, lips perfectly stretching around him. Kaito gives a shallow thrust, hand coming down to hold her head firmly in place.
“You can take it,” he encourages, already out of breath, overwhelmed by the warm sensation of Luka’s mouth. She moans before bobbing her head up and down with what seems to be experience. She starts to move, sucking her cheeks in as far as they can go, tongue swirling over his tip every time she comes up.
She puts on the best performance she can and Kaito couldn’t be asking for more.
“Fuck, babe, I’m coming,” Kaito says through ragged breathes. He yanks her off him and she looks up at him confused and— disappointed?
“Kaito…” she says in a quiet voice.
“Hm?”
“Cum in my mouth.”
“Hah?” He smiles. “As expected from you.” She beams at his comment, as if it was a compliment.
She takes him back and immediately starts sucking, like she is a soldier on a mission. He grabs her head, guiding his cock down her throat. Her moans drive him crazy as it sends vibrations to his dick, and he can feel himself coming.
He doesn’t feel the need to tell her he’s coming anymore, only releasing himself down her throat. She coughs a little but lets him comes down from his high. She doesn’t swallow yet, waiting for him to say she can.
Kaito notices her mouth full of his own cum — he can’t help but feel proud. “I see… always something in your mouth. I’ll remember it.” He laughs, both turned on and fondly. “Swallow.”
She doesn’t hesitate to obey and soon, his cum is swallowed. The taste is bitter, but she doesn’t care.
Kaito pulls her up and kisses her passionately. She kisses back with force. “Ew, how can you swallow that?”
“You told me to,” she only says. “I could’ve stayed like this for a long time.”
“I don’t think it’s something you should be proud of?” He asks, and she shrugs. Acting like she didn’t tell him to come inside her mouth. “Anyways. Next time, we should talk about it instead of you teasing me and us almost getting caught by your students.”
“Hmmm.” She kisses him again. “They saw your erection, by the way.”
A silence.
“I’m joking,” she says. He sighs of relief. “Or am I?”