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As another exam season was fast approaching, the cries and whines of students echoed throughout the campus of Easton Academy, creating such a gloomy atmosphere that even the most indifferent person could recognize. Or perhaps the very person was able to realize it because they were in the same shoe as the majority of students.
Despite being in his second year, Mash didn’t get any better at studying at all. To be perfectly frank, he had never been good at activities which required his brain to function at more than a third of its capacity, but the situation was exceptionally bad this time around. There were way too many things for him to remember: names, dates, formulas and spells which he couldn’t even cast. Furthermore, the school’s top student was directly tutoring him right now, but getting passable grades on all of his subjects still seemed out of reach.
They both plopped down on Mash’s bed after having solved ten sets of problems in a row, most of which had been done by Lance. Looking over at the person next to him, all worn out and tired mentally, Mash couldn’t help but feel guilty since he wasn’t making any progress even though Lance had been trying his best to aid him. He shifted closer to Lance, his lover, then placed his head on the latter’s shoulder.
“Are you mad at me?” Mash whispered in a soft tone. “I’ve been really slow, haven’t I?”
Lance gently patted Mash’s head and reassured him, “Of course not. Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, and I’ll always be here to help you overcome your greatest weakness.”
“But it’s been hours and I still can’t remember past the first page. I may end up graduating a year later than everyone else.” Mash glanced at the books and notes scattered around on the table with a look of disappointment in his eyes.
“Nonsense. That’s just because I’m bad at teaching you. I’ll come up with a new learning method so that you can understand all of this, I promise.”
At Lance’s resolute reply, Mash hummed quietly and got lost in his thoughts for a bit. Out of the blue, his face lit up as he spoke his mind, “How about you try hitting me every time I give out a wrong answer? Maybe I’d remember better if my muscles are affected in some kind of way.”
Lance’s whole body froze as if he had heard something truly horrifying. After that, he let out a long sigh and flicked the other person’s forehead with his finger.
“You’re really stupid.”
“Huh?” Mash looked up at his boyfriend with clear confusion showing on his face. Surely, he had been told he was kind of stupid in anything but physical strength, but the question was why Lance had become so harsh all of a sudden when he had just attempted to lift Mash’s spirits a few moments ago.
“Oh, no, it’s not what you think,” Lance quickly explained himself the moment he saw a sad expression flashing across Mash’s face. His hand touched Mash’s warm cheek as he told him softly, “You’re my boyfriend. How can I even hit the person I love?”
Mash blinked. Still understanding very little about romance even though both of them had been dating for several months, he blurted out, “Can’t boyfriends hit each other?”
Lance couldn’t believe what the other person had said was real. Both of his hands came to cup Mash’s face, bringing their eyes to meet. “Look, do you want to hit me, given that I didn’t do anything morally wrong nor start a fight in the first place?”
“N-no, I don’t want to.” After a short pause, Mash continued with a lot more certainty in his voice, “I’d never hurt you, Lance.”
The corners of Lance’s lips curled into a smile. “I feel the same as well. We did exchange blows in the past, but now you’re one of the two most precious people to me. That’s why I can’t bring myself to commit the action you said.”
Mash’s eyes looked like they were shining for a brief moment, then became dim again as the cruel reality dawned on him. “But there’s no other way for me to study all of this. My body just works better than my brain,” he expressed and stole a glance at the toned body hidden under the layers of his clothes.
Well, Lance had to agree with this. As a matter of fact, ninety-nine percent of Mash’s power was concentrated in his muscles. If only he could find a way to combine learning with how Mash’s body worked…
“There is something that can utilize your muscles,” he murmured under his breath.
“What is it?” asked Mash, tilting his head a bit.
“I don’t know if we should use it, though. I planned to save it for a suitable time in the future,” Lance hesitated, his face gradually turning red for some unknown reason.
“We can try. My grades are far more important than anything else at the moment, right?” Mash said and gazed at his lover with such bright, round eyes that made it impossible for the latter to refuse him.
“…Alright,” Lance replied once he had made up his mind. He took a deep breath and counted from one to ten in his head before saying the following shocking words, “Take off your pants then.”
??? Mash had no idea what the other person was on about, but one thing he knew for sure was that there was no going back.
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“L-Lance, we’re studying right now, aren’t we?” Mash turned his head around and let out a few huffs as his fingers grasped the bed sheet and his legs trembled slightly.
“Yes, we are,” Lance answered shortly, still focusing on what he was doing right now.
“Then why are you touching me at that place, like when we have se—” Shutting his eyes close, Mash bit back a moan as he felt Lance’s long fingers moving in and out of him and stretching his hole even more.
“I’m preparing you. For this.” Lance revealed what he was holding in his other hand to Mash. The strange object in his palm looked like some sort of device, magical or not, its shape resembling a capsule. Mash was so, so confused, but he could only wait in anticipation as Lance had never told him what it was for.
After having made sure that his boyfriend had been stretched enough, Lance pressed the tip of the device against Mash’s soft entrance. He proceeded to push it all the way deep into Mash’s hole, earning consecutive groans from the person beneath him.
“Does it hurt?” Lance asked to check if Mash was feeling uncomfortable anywhere around the foreign object that had been put inside his body.
“No,” Mash mumbled. “Feels a bit cold and weird, but I can get used to it.”
“Good. Now let’s get back to where we left off.” Lance helped him put his pants back on, and once again, they moved to sit at the table covered in books and papers.
At first, Mash couldn’t ignore what was inside his hole. Although the size of the device was way smaller than Lance’s cock which he had taken in before, his insides were still twitching and clenching around it every time it shifted as he moved his body. However, when Lance began to lecture him about the upcoming exams, he didn’t put much thought into it anymore.
Unfortunately, his comfortable time ended in the blink of an eye when the first question came.
Lance read its content to Mash, his current pupil. “And what’s the answer?” He pushed up his glasses with one hand and placed his other one under the table as if he was getting ready for something to happen.
Because the question was ridiculously long by Mash’s standards, his mind had gone blank by the second sentence. For that reason, he took a wild guess, “Uh…C?”
“Wrong,” said Lance emotionlessly. After that, he pressed one of the buttons on the remote control which he had kept hidden all this time.
The capsule-like device started to vibrate against Mash’s inner walls in short and rhythmic bursts, causing him to gasp out loud in surprise. Mash arched against the back of his chair as he looked at Lance, his lower body growing warmer and warmer with each passing second.
“What, what did you just do?” He exhaled sharply as his legs curled together.
“Gave you a punishment.” Lance raised the remote in his hand and explained to Mash in a calm manner, “This is what I came up with. Every time you get an answer wrong, I’ll ‘hit’ you this way so that your body can help you remember the correct one. So you’d better stay focused from now on, alright?”
In the midst of his shaky breaths, Mash tried to have a grasp of what he had gotten himself into. The vibrator shoved into his ass kept moving non-stop, making it difficult for him to retain strength in other parts of his body. He could only lock his eyes on Lance, who had his arms crossed while looking down at him with a hint of coldness on his face, his glasses further emphasizing his darker than usual look. For some reason, Mash was reminded of the first time they had met, when Lance had been his enemy and gone against him with all his might.
At the moment, Mash wasn’t sure whether his newly born desire was for battle or lust, but he felt hot. So hot that he needed to get this studying thing done with and stabilize his body again.
“I-I got it, so please turn whatever this is off,” Mash begged, a layer of mist starting to form around his eyes.
“You have to give me the correct answer first.” Lance then pointed at the paper in front of Mash, at the necessary hint for him to solve the question.
Without a single redundant movement, Mash grabbed his quill pen and began to write down his notes. About half a minute later, he exclaimed, “A. It’s A,” and collapsed on the table with his face facing down.
“Good boy,” Lance whispered and ran his fingers through the raven locks of his boyfriend’s hair. He finally stopped the vibrator, receiving a quiet, satisfied sound from the person sitting across him. Not allowing the same person to take any break, Lance added with a smile, his thumb tracing around the most visible button on the remote control, “There’re forty more questions to go. I wish you the best of luck with them.”
Mash gulped down his throat. In contrast to his kind demeanor, Lance Crown could be a true devil sometimes. No, Mash should have realized that his lover had this side to him since the latter’s Secondth was named “Torture Pole”—he was basically torturing him at the moment. And now Mash could only hope he’d make it out of this with some sense left in him.
-
By the end of their study session, Mash’s appearance had become a mess. His cheeks flushed pink and his hair—everywhere on his body was drenched with sweat. Not to mention his insides had become so sensitive that he couldn’t help but tremble at the slightest movement of his hips. But at least he had answered each and every question Lance had thrown at him with an accuracy of nearly seventy percent, the highest he had ever achieved during his years at Easton even if it had only been a mock test.
“You did a great job,” Lance complimented, his hand brushing the strands of hair that were covering Mash’s eyes away. “I know you can overcome anything if you try hard enough.”
“Will you…give me a reward?” asked Mash with subtle eagerness in his voice.
“I will,” Lance told him as he closed the gap between their lips, both of them indulging themselves in a searing kiss of need. When they broke apart for air, he picked Mash up and placed him on the bed, then resumed their previous activity.
As their kisses grew more intense over time, Lance found his glasses rather uncomfortable because their edges kept poking both of his and Mash’s faces. He’d have taken them off if Mash hadn’t put a hand on his wrist to stop him.
“Keep your glasses on,” his boyfriend insisted.
“But they’d get in the way when we kiss,” reasoned Lance, his fingers massaging the faint impressions on Mash’s skin caused by the hard material of the frames.
“I don’t mind.” Mash wrapped his arms around Lance’s neck, bringing them closer to one another. “I like how you look with it.”
At Mash’s honest words, Lance chuckled softly. “Fine,” he replied as he changed his mind. They became connected once more. Their clothes started to fall to the floor one by one, and Lance eventually got to see the thing he had inserted inside of Mash not so long ago.
Two of his fingers traced around Mash’s entrance in small circles, making the latter quiver slightly. When he pushed them in to pull the vibrator out, Mash couldn’t hold it anymore and let out a high-pitched moan. Lance had to swallow his saliva when he heard that sound, or else he’d have become a lot faster with his actions and might have caused discomfort for the other person because of it.
Once the hot and wet vibrator had left Mash’s body entirely, his inner walls started to twitch again. “I-it feels so empty inside,” Mash breathed and dug his nails into Lance’s arms, hoping that his boyfriend could do something about the lack of a foreign object in his hole.
Lance leaned down and spoke in a hushed tone close to Mash’s ear, “Don’t worry. I’ll make you full again soon.” His hand reached for the nightstand to retrieve the condoms. But before he put one on, he wanted to play with Mash’s absolutely perfect body a little more. His lips trailed down Mash’s neck to his firm yet soft chest, placing tender kisses along the way. However, the person underneath him didn’t seem to have much patience left.
“Please, please hurry.” Mash’s breath hitched. “Richard and I can’t wait any longer.”
“…Did you name your erectile muscles?” Lance blinked multiple times in disbelief, but then he remembered he was dating someone who did a lot of weird shenanigans.
“Y-yeah. But it doesn’t matter, just touch me,” demanded Mash, getting them back in the mood. After that, Lance began to suck and bite on his lover’s modestly tanned skin at a faster pace. At the same time, he wrapped one of his hands around Mash’s hard cock, earning a sharp hiss from the other person.
Precum was already leaking from the tip of the cock in his palm. Mash must have endured a lot while they were studying, trying his best not to get lost in the pleasure that had been enveloping his body. That was why Lance felt the need to fulfill everything his boyfriend wanted as quickly as possible. He stroked Mash’s cock up and down in a steady rhythm until a stream of white fluid was released from Mash’s body along with several moans, leaving his muscles numb at the intense sensation of orgasm.
There was still the final reward for Mash.
Not taking any moment to rest, Lance gave his own cock a few strokes and put on a condom. He lined himself up against Mash’s already stretched hole, then slowly pushed his cock inside while taking in every subtle expression that appeared on the opposite face.
Mash gasped loudly at the warmth filling his insides, beads of sweats rolling down the sides of his face. The vibrator inside him some moments ago had felt kind of pleasant, but it was nowhere as good as Lance’s thick cock filling him full and thrusting in and out of his hole at a rapid pace. The smacking sounds of their skin coming into contact as well as their deep groans filled the air in the room. When their movements became rougher and less rhythmic, Mash curled his toes and seemed to have lost focus of his eyes. It was all too much for him. He needed to relieve his pleasure somehow, but couldn’t come since he had just ejaculated like five minutes ago.
Mash then decided to wrap his arms around Lance’s shoulders, his fingers scratching at Lance’s back. He had always been strong, but fortunately, his boyfriend’s bones weren’t broken thanks to the wrist weights he was wearing, plus Lance had also been working out to match his strength, in bed at least. Their lips met again and again as they moaned into each other’s mouths and indulged in the pleasurable pain in different parts of their bodies, feeling a climax approaching slowly but surely.
“I can’t hold it—” Mash heavily rasped. “I’m c-coming.”
“Let’s come together, Mash,” Lance whispered with a sweet voice in his lover’s ear, turning it even redder than it was now.
After a few more thrusts, both of them finally gave in and released hot, white liquid from their cocks. Waves of pleasure invaded their minds for a while, and they took their time to bask in the afterglow of what had been done. Lance came to collapse onto Mash, their arms and legs tangling together as they tried to catch their breaths.
Once he was done calming himself down with his lover’s scent, Lance interrupted the blissful silence, “So, you think you can pass all the exams now?”
“Mm, I can. Thanks for helping me,” Mash muffled into Lance’s chest. He could feel his muscles relaxed after their intense activity, and his mind was about to become the same.
“No problem.” Lance gently kissed the top of Mash’s head, pressing their bodies closer together. “Sorry for being rough with you earlier.”
“It’s okay. I…won’t mind it if you do that again some other time,” Mash said with a yawn as he drifted into his sleep, leaving a shocked Lance to plan their next study date, perhaps with some new toys to help his boyfriend learn even better in the future.