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Satoru knew something was off as soon as they got back to Suguru’s room. He spent most of the walk back trying to convince him to get off his phone so they could talk about this new cafe that had opened up (Satoru really wanted them to go after training), but Suguru’s eyes stayed glued to his screen, diligently typing away, only responding in grunts and ‘uh huh’’s.
Once they entered the room, Suguru turned to him and simply said, “Let’s fuck.”
Uh, well, of coooourse, who is he to say no to free dick?
And here they are now.
Suguru firmly grasps Satoru’s hair at the scalp, slowly pulling his head up. Satoru chokes out a moan, eyes rolling to the back of his head. He’s on his hands and knees, sobbing as Suguru fucks his fat cunt mercilessly from behind. He hears a clicking noise under the sound of their skin slapping against each other.
“Satoru, open your eyes,” Suguru commands, slowing his thrusts.
Satoru whines, obeying in annoyance.
His eyes are bleary due to tears but he blinks them away to reveal Suguru’s laptop. He can’t help but squint at the brightness.
“Satoru, remember our disagreement from earlier?”
Suguru’s pressing a few buttons, his thrusts slowing down even more to Satoru’s dismay.
“What the hell are you talking about— oh—“
Suguru thrusts particularly hard, planting his hips firmly against Satoru’s ass. “You remember. I didn’t appreciate how you spoke to Yaga today, especially after I told you to go easy on him.”
He rubs Satoru’s ass with his free hand while he puts the PowerPoint on full screen.
No fucking way. This is what he was doing that whole time?
“Suguru I told you I— oh my fucking god—“ Satoru starts, but Suguru’s hand wraps around him, going from his ass to his clit, rubbing slow circles on the throbbing nub. He chokes on his own words.
Satoru’s hips involuntarily buck back, causing Suguru's cock to kiss his cervix. He groans and, without the steady support of his hands, falls flat on his face.
Suguru’s pulling him back up by the hair, “Pay attention Satoru, I’d like for you to see my point.”
Satoru’s eyes are watering back up. “Jesus, you’re insufferable,” He mumbles, putting his cheek in his palm.
Suguru pulls out til only the tip is inside him, before thrusting back in roughly.
“Number one,” Suguru says over Satoru’s staggered yelp, clicking to the first slide. The title reads “Mastery and Commitment”. The screen is an ugly, dull grey with black lettering. There’s three, concise points on the screen. Hopefully this is short. Suguru grabs Satoru by the hips and begins,
“Have you noticed the level of mastery and commitment Mr. Yaga brings to his role?”
Satoru’s clinging to the sheets as Suguru begins a slow, consistent pace, rolling his hips expertly. Satoru tried to lower himself, arch into the thrusts but Suguru grabs him by the hair, pulling him back up, forcing him to keep his eyes on the screen. Satoru groans in frustration.
“Despite the system's challenges, he's relentless in his pursuit of shaping us into exceptional sorcerers.”
Goddamnit, he’s using the points on the screen for reference, not to read. This is gonna be forever.
Satoru whimpers softly, grinding back against Suguru as best as he can despite the grip the man has on his hips. He’s really trying to tune Suguru out, but he’s not being fucked hard enough for that.
“His dedication to us knows no bounds as he tirelessly imparts knowledge and hones our skills, ensuring that we are well-equipped to face any cursed spirit that comes our way.”
Suguru growls as he ups his speed, Satoru’s tight hole squelching around him.
“Why is it—hnng—so proper?”
”Quiet.” Suguru replies easily, squeezing Satoru’s fat between his fingers.
Satoru moans grow louder, his attention span dwindling by the second. Suguru suddenly puts his fingers in Satoru’s mouth, forcing a muffled moan out of him. He leans over the man's back, pushing impossibly deep as he whispers in his ear,
“You’re too loud, I’m speaking.”
Satoru moans around his fingers quietly, sucking diligently on the digits. Suguru sits up satisfied and continues.
“His guidance not only instills confidence in our abilities but also fosters a deep appreciation for the art of jujutsu. we are fortunate to have such a dedicated mentor guiding us on our journey to becoming formidable sorcerers.”
This is ridiculous.
The older boy looks back at him, his face a mix of emotions as Suguru’s soaked fingers pop out of his mouth.
“Suguruuu, do you have to do this now?!”
Suguru abruptly stops and slaps his ass. Satoru cries out and jolts forward. He gets pulled back, and a hand soothingly rubs the bright red print on his ass.
“Pay attention, Satoru.”
He flips to the next slide as the older pouts.
“Overcoming Obstacles,” Suguru reads, beginning a steady pace.
Satoru groans, arching his back as Suguru’s hands travel from his sides to his chest, to his shoulders, pulling him back roughly.
“Ooooh shit,” Satoru gasps, involuntarily clenching around Suguru’s cock. Suguru hisses at the resistance, forcing himself deeper into his pussy. Satoru cries out, falling face-first into the mattress.
Suguru clicks his tongue in annoyance, pulling him back up by the throat, grabbing his face and forcing him to look at the screen.
“Consider the hurdles we face daily and imagine the ones our teacher faces, especially dealing with us, yet he persists in guiding us through our education. He’s adept at navigating the complexities of a flawed system, ensuring our growth and success.”
Suguru moves his hand back down to his neck, humming approvingly at the surprised moan Satoru makes. He looks down at where they’re connected, watching his cock disappear into Satoru’s puffy lips. The drag of his cock is unbearably good, Satoru huffing in annoyance as he’s shushed.
“Shhhh, I’m almost done, love.” Suguru squeezes his throat as a warning.
Satoru whines irately, “You can’t expect me to be quiet with you fucking me like this.”
Suguru ignores him, ignores the way that went directly to his dick, (though Satoru definitely felt him twitch inside his pussy) letting go to click to the next slide. Satoru blinks hazily, reading the screen as Suguru says, “Empowering Guidance,”
Suguru pulls Satoru back so his back is against his chest. “Oh shit, wait, Sug—“
Suguru rolls his hips, pulling Satoru down further so he’s fully engulfed by him.
“You’re so— oh my god that’s deep, so deep Sug’ oh my god,” Satoru sputters; he grovels at the size of the man’s hands on his thighs, holding him down so his tip nestles his cervix.
Suguru huffs a laugh, pretending like he isn’t struggling himself with Satoru’s dangerous grip on his cock. Suguru grabs his slutty waist, lifting him off his cock til the tip sits on his hole.
“What’re you—“ Suguru yanks Satoru down on his cock, making them both moan.
“We can’t forget to acknowledge the profound impact of Yaga’s mentorship.”
Suguru fucks him impossibly deep, pulling Satoru down to meet his thrusts. Satoru gasps, a choked moan forcing its way out as his hands scramble, looking for anything to latch onto.
“Suguru!” He shouts, his hands briefly rest on his stomach, marveling at the bulge coming from the younger man’s cock being so deep in him. He settles for throwing his arms back around Suguru’s neck. The latter grabs his throat and squeezes, grunting in his ear.
“It transcends mere instruction, empowering us not only as skilled sorcerers…”
Suguru stops just for a second, hands traveling to Satoru’s chest. They find his pert nipples, Suguru pinches and rolls them in his fingers, Satoru shuddering uncontrollably in his lap.
“...but also as individuals of integrity and character.”
One hand traces down Satoru’s happy trail, over his fuzzy pubic mound to find his clit. Satoru wails as Suguru rubs tight little circles, tears falling uselessly down his face as Suguru throbs inside him, fucking him in earnest.
”In summary, Satoru,” Suguru licks a stripe up his neck, sucking an angry, red mark into his pale skin.
“Yaga's mentorship not only shapes us into skilled sorcerers, but also imparts valuable life lessons...”
Satoru doesn’t hear a thing at this point. He feels his body preparing for an orgasm, and he can tell it’s gonna be rough. He tried to zone back in before Suguru notices.
“…impact he has on your personal growth and our development as individuals within the world of jujutsu.” Suguru finishes.
Thank fucking god.
Satoru grabs at the hand on his chest, bringing it to his throat. The force of Suguru’s thrusts are unforgiving, precise and lecherous. He’s surprised he’s lasted this long anyways.
“Please, baby I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum Suguru,” Satoru cries. The man slows down yet again, making Satoru blubber in annoyance.
“What the fuck—“
“Do you understand my point Satoru? Did you retain any of that?”
Suguru’s strokes are slow but deep, grinding his hips into Satoru’s plump ass. The hand on his clit has completely stopped.
What the fuck.
“Y-Yes baby, come on, please, I—“ Satoru starts but Suguru rushes over him,
“So you’ll apologize to Yaga? You’ll listen when I tell you to be polite? You understand that he’s trying his be—“
“YES, Suguru, I promise, I promise I’ll apologize, I’ll do whatever you tell me to just please please please let me cum,” Satoru sobs, grinding back against Suguru.
The hand on his clit starts up again, Satoru bucking in response. “Okay, doll. I’ve got you.” Suguru plants a gentle kiss behind his ear, relentlessly pounding into Satoru’s tight pussy.
“Yes yes yes yes baby fuck—“
Satoru’s jagged breathing is a telltale sign, Suguru makes sure to keep the exact speed in his hips and hand. He uses his free one to turn Satoru’s head to kiss him, and he does so hungrily. Despite the awkward positioning, the older man moans against his lips like it’s the hottest thing in the world.
“Such a good boy for me,” Suguru coos as Satoru gasps, tongue tracing the latter’s open lips before diving into his mouth. It’s sloppy and hot, drool trickling down their chins as their tongues dance together.
When he pulls back, Satoru looks dazed. His eyes are rolled to the back of his head, mouth agape as whiny moans spill out.
“Look at me,“ Suguru says in a huff, and Satoru immediately obeys, hazy blue orbs meeting lust-clouded violet ones. Suguru almost cums right then and there, hand resting on the nape of Satoru’s neck to press their foreheads together. “Cum on my cock, pretty boy, cum for me,” Suguru orders, and,
boy,
does he follow.
Satoru falls quiet, the slapping of hips against his ass and Suguru’s pants filling the silence. His face scrunches up cutely, brows furrowed in concentration, but he forces himself to keep eye contact. Satoru’s body tenses up, a whirlpool of sensations building up in his core, a sudden heat flashes through his body before he falls apart, a drawn-out wail ripping from his chest. Suguru talks him through it as his pussy clamps down on Suguru’s cock, pulsating around him. “That’s my good boy, cum all over this cock baby, yes, god, you’re so fucking— fuck.”
He’s impossibly wet with this sexy, groggy look in his eyes as he whispers, “Cum in me,” and the younger man can’t hold out any longer.
Suguru lets go of his neck, grabs Satoru by the hips and fucks into him rough and sloppily, chasing his impending orgasm. He follows immediately after, groaning lowly into his ear as he forces Satoru down, arms wrapping around his middle, grinding his hips into him as he pumps him full of cum.
Satoru croons, his pussy instinctively milking Suguru for everything he has. He’s absolutely filled to the brim. Suguru’s rubbing his thighs gently, squeezing as his dick pulses inside him, fully draining himself into the man’s pussy.
They sit there for a minute to catch their breaths. Suguru’s placing gentle kisses on his neck, suckling every now and then to leave his mark on the boy. Satoru’s tired eyes flicker to the computer, whose screen was already blacked out from inactivity.
“Suguru,” Satoru mumbles.
“Hmm?”
Suguru presses a kiss to his shoulder blade, nuzzling his face into his back.
“Can you move your laptop so we can lie down? Or are you gonna have me write an essay explaining how sorry I am?”
Suguru snorts, teasingly biting his shoulder.
“Honestly, that’s not a bad idea.”
Satoru almost breaks his neck to look at him, eyes bugged out.
“Dude.”