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"Yuuji, you're killing me, here," Gojou mumbled in his ear. He adjusted his grip around Yuuji's middle and pulled him back down onto his lap again, spearing his ass with his cock.
They had been going for such a long time. Yuuji's hole was aching and raw from friction, the lube wearing off as Gojou slowly fucked him with long, indulgent thrusts. He felt lightheaded too. Like all the blood in his body was pooling down between his legs, desperately urging him to do something.
Yuuji tried again to reach down to his empty, dripping pussy, but Gojou immediately caught his wrist and pinned his arm against his chest. "Sensei—nhah ah fuck, please!"
Gojou tutted, lips brushing ever so delicately over Yuuji's ear. "You know what you have to do if you want to play with that part. The rules haven't changed."
His cunt pulsed and clenched on nothing at the thought of maybe, finally being touched. Yuuji whined loudly, struggling against the vice-like grip of Gojou's arms.
"Shh, shh, it's okay, sweet thing," Gojou cooed. He pressed a kiss to the side of Yuuji's head and Yuuji couldn't help but lean into it. "I know you don't want to. But think of how much better you'll feel afterwards, hm? If you're really lucky, you might even come."
Yuuji's legs were trembling with need. He had never needed anything more badly in his life. He felt like Gojou was actually trying to kill him with this.
Leaning back against Gojou's chest, feeling the red-hot pressure of his body against his back, his arms like iron bars caging him in, the burning stretch of his cock in his ass… Yuuji could feel his resolve wavering. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He knew exactly what Gojou wanted. He was just being stubborn.
"Please," Yuuji whined as the tears started to flow down his face. "Please please please— ah! Sensei…"
"I know you can do it for me," Gojou continued, voice soft and encouraging as ever.
"Ahh… I—I don't know, don't think—"
"There's nothing to think about. You're so strong, I know you can do it."
Yuuji ducked his head down to try and wipe the tears off on Gojou's arm, but he shifted slightly so he couldn't reach. Asshole.
Gojou kissed his head again, then his cheek, still slowly grinding his cock up inside Yuuji. He was so big, and to make it worse, he wasn't just blindly thrusting in and out. Hips rolling sinfully, it seemed like there wasn't a single part of Yuuji's insides that it couldn't reach.
When they started this game, Yuuji had assumed his resolve would outlast Gojou's stamina. The man didn't usually last this long. But it was becoming horribly clear now that this was a deliberate choice on Gojou's part. Yuuji was wildly outmatched from the start, and now he was suffering the consequences of his hubris -- stuck between a rock and a hard place.
"Please… I…" Yuuji took a deep breath. He couldn't stand it any more. He just couldn't take a single second longer without being touched. Even if he had to grind his pussy on Gojou's damn shoe he would jump at the chance right now. He needed something, anything, to bring him some relief from this aching, dripping hell.
"Please touch my pussy," Yuuji mumbled, voice quiet as he tried his very hardest to stop it from cracking as he cried. "I've been a good girl."
Gojou hummed. "What was that? I couldn't hear you."
Fucking asshole. Yuuji was going to rip his dick off. Just as soon as they were done…
"Please touch me, Sensei. I've been a good girl," Yuuji repeated, louder.
Without skipping a beat, Gojou let go of Yuuji's arms, holding him so much more gently. His hands smoothed over Yuuji's skin, cupped his small tits, stroked down over his stomach towards Yuuji's pussy. "That's right," he agreed. "You have been a very good girl, haven't you? And you're so pretty. My pretty girl. With such a pretty pink pussy."
Yuuji let out a sob as finally, Gojou's strong fingers found their way between his legs. At the very least, he wasn't cruel enough to be gentle now. He slid his fingers between Yuuji's folds and instantly they were soaked. Yuuji was so damn wet that one finger slid inside his front hole by accident.
Yuuji moaned, desperately trying to grind his pussy up into Gojou's hand. A wave of relief broke over him as Gojou took pity and started to rub Yuuji's needy, engorged dick with the heel of his hand.
Gojou started to thrust into him properly, all hungry and jerky as he pulled out almost all the way and slowly slid back inside. Fuck it felt so good, it was so much, but Yuuji needed more. Needed something in his cunt, even if it was just Gojou's fingers. Needed to be jerked off and not just rubbed.
Grinding back into Gojou's lap, trying to goad him into going harder, faster, giving him more. Yuuji grabbed his own chest, squeezing and tugging on his nipples as hard as he could. Moaning at the pain, pussy gushing. His slick was leaking out so much that it coated Gojou's cock, lubing it up so the slide got easier and easier.
Gojou suddenly lifted his hand away.
"Ahng! No! Please keep – Fuck! You promised if I said that, you'd touch me—"
"Shhh, it's okay," Gojou murmured, not slowing down his relentless thrusts deep into Yuuji's ass. "I could tell you were close. And don't you want to be a good girl for me, Yuuji? Good girls don't cum without permission."
Yuuji whined and wriggled, closing his legs, trying to get some friction or anything that might tip him over the edge. He hadn't been that close, actually, but now he was, spurred on by the pit of shame and humiliation in his chest at being misgendered.
It still confused him why he liked it. Usually he'd want to hit someone who called him a girl. But when it was Gojou, and when he was dripping like this and desperate… it hit a spot he didn't realize existed. Scratched an itch that maybe only appeared after the scratching started.
Gojou was going faster now, his hips slamming into Yuuji so hard it felt like his cock was going to spear right through him and fuck up his guts. It kind of hurt. No, actually, there was no kind of about it. It did hurt. And Yuuji liked it.
Yuuji pulled at his own nipple again, moaning and letting his legs fall open, head to the side to expose his neck for Gojou to bite and suck and mark. "Sensei… Please… I'm okay now, I won't cum."
His hand slapped down on Yuuji's cunt and started rubbing again. Yuuji bucked up into the contact, circling his hips for more, more, more, mouth hanging open. Pleasure quickly climbing, building up to a peak as Gojou fucked him so hard and so rough and so good—
Gojou's hand left his cunt again and he gripped Yuuji's legs, keeping them wide open. Using them for leverage.
"Fuck, Yuuji—so good. You feel so fucking good. Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Gojou groaned into Yuuji's neck. He thrust his cock in as deep as he could and bit down on his soft skin as he came, pumping his load into Yuuji's guts, cock twitching hard.
Yuuji clenched around his cock, but that was a mistake. Gojou felt so big in his ass but it also made it so fucking obvious how horribly empty he cunt was. He could feel it gaping open and twitching in sympathy.
Gojou sighed as he pulled out, leaving Yuuji wound up and desperate and so, so, so empty.
But he didn't leave Yuuji wanting for long. He squeezed Yuuji's tits, rubbing his abused nipples with his thumbs. Slowly traveled down again towards his pussy.
"You seemed to like it when I slapped you."
"Yeah—fuck, it was good. You can… you can do it again! Please just touch me!"
Gojou smiled as he smacked his palm hard on Yuuji's pussy.
"Fuck! Ow!"
"Thought you said you liked it."
"I do! Please! Oh—hit me again."
He didn't need to be told twice. At first, Gojou rubbed him a bit between each smack, but the way Yuuji's hips bucked up to meet each strike, the moans falling out of his mouth in a stream, louder and louder the more Gojou hit him, made it quite clear that there was no need.
Yuuji didn't know what to do with himself. He was squirming and writhing, grabbing at Gojou's arms and the bed in a desperate attempt to get a hold of himself. Eventually he shoved his hand in his mouth, biting down hard on his knuckles as Gojou slapped him again and again and again.
His pussy lips were stinging and raw, red and swelling under Gojou's hand. His dick was still at full attention, the head peeking out from between his folds and getting caught in the crossfire with almost every strike. It hurt like hell. He was so sensitive. He couldn't take it.
He couldn't get enough.
"Mmmf—" Yuuji moaned around his knuckles and squeezed his eyes closed as the pain bloomed between his legs and each impact sent a sharp spike of pleasure through him.
Gojou stopped, gently stroking his pussy again, fingers slipping between his slick, sore folds. He kissed his neck, just under his ear. Sucking on the skin so it would bruise. "Look at yourself, baby," he murmured. "Look. You're so fucking pretty, I might get hard again."
Yuuji opened his eyes again and craned his neck to look at his pussy.
Next to Gojou's unnaturally pale skin, the deep, purplish red was so stark. He looked bruised already. He could tell he was going to be unable to sit down for so long after this, after the bruises emerged properly.
In awe, Yuuji released his hand from his mouth and reached down to touch it. The skin was hot, pulsing and so sensitive under his fingertips. His dick throbbed painfully as he brushed over it and his breath hitched.
"Can I cum? Please?"
Gojou grabbed his thighs again and opened up his legs, making his dick stand out much more. Yuuji shuddered and tugged at it, the slick slide made so much better by the stinging pain.
"Hm. You have been a good girl, haven't you?"
"Yes, Sensei, please, I'm so desperate…"
So desperate in fact, that Yuuji simply could not wait for Gojou's response. He squeezed his dick hard, pinching it between his fingers and letting the pain build and build until he couldn't take it anymore. Then he let go and gasped as the blood rushed back into the abused flesh.
Fuck. He was closer than he realized. His whole body was pulsing with need radiating out from between his legs. Yuuji couldn't decide if he wanted to stick a finger or two in his front hole or jerk himself off or—
Oh. Of course.
Yuuji slapped his cunt as hard as he dared. His whole body shuddered and he whimpered. Shit shit shit! His dick ached and stung and he knew it was going to be bruised as well, but it also felt so good.
Silently, Gojou gripped his thighs harder, watching intently over Yuuji's shoulder.
That was as good as permission. Yuuji slapped himself again. And again, even harder. His legs jerked, trying to close, wanting to get away as if he wasn't the one causing the pain.
He couldn't stop. It felt so good. It hurt so bad. He was so overwhelmed. His pussy was going numb with the pain.
But the pleasure was also building to a fever pitch, filling him up and up and threatening to burst the dam.
"Sensei—"
"You can cum."
Yuuji smacked his pussy faster and faster, building and building… and then finally he tipped over the edge. Pussy empty and spasming, muscles clenching so hard as he came, his orgasm rolling through his whole body, filling him up and leaving him quaking, open-mouthed and dumb.
Gojou's grip on his thighs loosened. He smoothed his palms over his skin, stroking all over his body with gentle, soothing touches. Lips ghosting over the bruises on his neck.
Yuuji only finally let go of his extremely sore pussy once the very last of his orgasm faded, limbs loose and limp as he relaxed into Gojou with a heavy, satisfied sigh.
"I'm gonna be feeling that all week," he mumbled.
Gojou chuckled as he grabbed the blanket. He threw it over Yuuji and wrapped it around him before pulling him into a loving embrace. One hand still ended up on one of Yuuji's tits, ever so gently fondling him, but Yuuji didn't mind. It was comforting.
"You sure are. Took it like a champ," Gojou replied. "Took all of it so well for me. Such a good boy."
Yuuji smiled and let his eyes flutter closed. "Yeah. Saying I'm a girl made me hard as hell."
"I could tell you liked it." Gojou kissed the top of his head, and then buried his nose in his hair. "Good boy. My brave boy."