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Choso stared up at Gojo with a defeated expression, not even bothering to listen to Gojo anymore. He had screwed up on one of the tests given to him by the white-haired sorcerer. A month ago, his execution was suspended on the condition that he stayed at the school and worked as Gojo’s assistant teacher, and ever since Gojo has been trying to get under his skin, it seemed to be gojos favorite pastime. This included making Choso take ridiculous test and then chastising him for what felt like hours.
“…anyways we need to start getting things ready for tomorrows class. I need you to get all of this done for me tonight,” he smirked, handing a checklist to Choso, and internally reveling in Choso’s groans and complaints. “You go this Choso. I believe in you!” he gave the dark-haired man a thumbs up and took off out the door.
‘This is ridiculous’ Choso thought. He sighed before going to start on the first task, which was cleaning the whole classroom. he glanced at the clock on the wall; it had only taken him an hour and a half. Not bad but he had more to do. He sat as his assigned desk and pulled out a stack of tests from the previous day.
‘#2- grade tests from Wednesday was the next thing on the list that Gojo had left him. He started grading the papers. There weren’t very many first years, but these tests were long. It took him nearly forty-five minutes to do.
His stomach rumbled lightly, so Choso decided to pause his list of chores to eat dinner. He walked back to his room, which was across the hall from gojos dorm, which didn’t get much use. It was just there in case it was needed. ‘What should I make’ he thought as he scanned his small cabinet. He settled on instant noodles; he wasn’t in the mood to stand over the stove to cook. He turned on his kettle and waited for the water to boil before pour it over the noodles. They tasted fine, as always. It’s not as good as when Yuji would cook for him, but Yuji was off on a month-long mission with fushiguro.
Once he finished his food and cleaned up, he went to start on the third and last task. And if he’s being honest, it was completely unnecessary. Gojo wanted all of his uniforms, wash, dried, and ironed. He was insufferable, but Choso always complied. He grabbed the basket that was left outside of gojos door and walked down to the laundry room. He pulled out a uniform and it was soaked in blood and sweat. ‘Is he serious? This is ridiculous. ‘He threw all of the clothes into a washer, making sure to set the tempter to cold, so the blood wouldn’t stain. He sat down on the bench that was situated in the corner of the room and dozed off, only waking when the washing machine beeped.
Once everything was finished, it was nearly two am, and he was exhausted. He hadn’t slept much in the last week. Gojo was giving him a list of ridiculous chores he had to complete before the next morning. With a yawn he collapsed into bed and drifted off to sleep.
“Good morning sleepy head” Choso groaned at the voice waking him up. Gojo was all smiles as he hovered over the dark-haired man. “Its six am, Choso you have to get up and get ready for class,” Gojo said as he poked Choso’s forehead with his finger. Choso sat up, his head pounding. Four hours waws definitely not enough, but he had no choice but to get up and get ready. Gojo didn’t leave, he just sat and stared, it sent a chill through Choso. He slipped off his robes and replaced it with a clean set, tossing his dirty clothes into a pile in the corner. ‘Why is he still here’ he glanced in the mirror and saw Gojo still looking his direction, and even though his blindfold was on, it was obvious he was staring at the man fixing his hair. Once he was satisfied with his appearance, he turned to Gojo and motioned for them to leave.
Gojo stood up, same stupid, smug, smile plastered across his face, and walked out, leaving Choso to follow. Once they reached the class room, they were greeted with the faces of their students. Gojo talked to them about random things for a bit while Choso passed out the information sheets that Gojo asked him to prepare.
“Ah thank you Choso,” he said before motioning for the small class to settle. Choso walked back to his desk and continued his own work, something given to him by Gojo. It was of course, another ridiculous and irrelevant task, but it kept him busy for the day.
Once all the students had left, gojos full attention was on him. Choso groaned seeing the smirk Gojo had on his face. What would he do to torture him this time. Gojo took his groan as an invitation to pull a chair up and sit next to Choso, “so tell me, Choso, have you ever touched yourself?” Choso’s mouth dropped open at the question. He didn’t know what to do here. Should he lie? Should he be honest? Gojo tilted his head, waiting for an answer. “U-um no” Choso looked away embarrassed. He had never really felt arousal, so he never felt the need to. Gojo straightened, “have you ever wanted to?” he prodded, and Choso shrugged. “I’ve never really thought about it I guess” he said quietly.
“So, is it safe to assume that no one else has ever touched you?” Choso nodded, not able to look at Gojo. And Gojo? He was practically vibrating with excitement. Lewd images featuring the dark-haired man in front of him flashed through his mind. “You are so cute when you are embarrassed, Choso,” he cooed as he grabbed Choso’s chin, gently turning his face to meet his own. “Do you want someone to...” he trailed off, letting his hand slide down to the half human’s thigh. His touch felt electric, Choso’s skin buzzed with arousal. ‘Yes’ he thought, nodding his head.
“Good answer!” he said excitedly, standing up and walking toward the door. “Come on, follow me.” He said over his shoulder as he walked away. Choso nodded again and followed behind the sorcerer. They walked until they reached Gojo’s room, he was told to stay put while Gojo went in and rummaged around. Finally, he came back with a box full of magazines. ‘Porn magazines’ he thought as he stared at the box now in his hands. “W-what are these for” he stuttered, eyes looking up at Gojo in confusion.
“I want you to figure out what you are in to, I want you to pick somethings out that turn you on. But there is one rule,’ he reached out as he spoke, letting a hand rest on the shorter mans hip “no touching yourself. No getting off. I just want you to find what interests you, but I want to be the first one to pleasure you,” his voice was no more than a whisper. Choso’s eyes flicked down to Gojo’s lips he imagined how soft they would be against his, how warm his mouth would be. He was painfully hard, thighs squeezing together, trying to get any sort of friction. Gojo noticed and leaned forward, gently pressing his lips to Choso’s.
The half human pressed into gojo the best he could, the box in his hands keeping them separate. Gojo smiled against the others lips, before pulling away slowly, laughing quietly when he saw Choso try to follow him back. “Go to your room, look at the things I gave you, and we will talk tomorrow. Take a shower before you go to sleep.” He said gently, urging Choso into his room. “And don’t forget the rules. Ill know if you do.”
Choso collapsed on his bed. Every time he moved, his pants rubbed agist his cock. he had to calm down before he did anything. He needed Gojo so bad, so he couldn’t mess this up. He laid there for a while, just breathing, trying to think about anything other than Gojo’s lips on his. Finally, once he had calmed down enough, he grabbed the box that he had tossed on the floor next to his bed. There were so many different things, but one thing caught his attention. It was a man kneeling on the floor, he had what looked to be dog ears on, blending in with his hair. His arms bound behind his back with a royal blue rope. The design was beautiful, crossing over his chest, around his shoulders and muscles. He wondered if he would look that good tied up, his cock jumping in interest at the thought.
He sat back on the bed, flipping though the magazines finding a few more things that interested him, trying to keep himself from getting fully hard, it would be difficult to shower with his cock begging for attention, he didn’t want to risk messing up. Once he had fully calmed down, he walked to his bathroom and prepared to get in the shower. The hot water felt good on his tense body, so he took his time bathing, washing his hair and body thoroughly before getting out to fry off and brush his teeth.
It took him a while to fall asleep, his mind just kept going back to Gojo, the way Gojo touched him, and the way their lips felt pressed together. It was all so confusing, he didn’t understand, but Gojo did say that they would talk about things in the morning. That helped ease his mind a bit.
The sunlight woke him up; it was angled directly in his face. He let out a small groan as he sat up and stretched. The clock on his wall read 9:14. Gojo had let him sleep in. He was thankful, though he was still a bit tired, he thought about trying to go back to sleep but a knock on his door stopped him.
He opened the door to none other than Saturo Gojo. he gave the taller man a small smile and invited him in. Gojo thanked him and walked in the room and Choso noticed he had bags inn his hand. “I brought you breakfast, and lunch that we can heat up later.” He set the bags on the counter and set out a few boxes of food before putting the rest in the small fridge was next to the counter.
It made Choso’s heart race, he thanked Gojo and sat down at the counter, patting the chair, inviting Gojo to sit with him. Gojo didn’t say anything, but took Choso up on his invitation. Gojo didn’t eat, ‘I ate before you woke up,’ he had said, wanting Choso to eat as much as he wanted. Choso had a hard time getting down the food, his stomach was in knots. Once he had finished what he could, Gojo took the rest of the food and put it away for later.
“Did you touch yourself as night?” he asked standing over Choso, who was still sitting in his chair. His face grew hot, the combination of the question and the way Gojo was standing over him was overwhelming. “No, you said not to,” he swallowed, slightly embarrassed. Gojo hummed, gabbing the darkhaired mans chin. “Yeah, I know. I just wanted to hear you say it out loud,” he whispered leaning down and pressing quick kiss to the others lips.
The sorcerer dragged the half human to the bed, and handed him the box that was on the floor. “Alright let’s talk,” Gojo said excitedly.
They had talked about everything they could think of. What they wanted to try, what their safe words were, even their feelings. They decided to not label it, just see when things led. Choso wasn’t even sure if he liked Gojo, the man had tormented him for weeks. And all of a sudden, he’s here, in Choso’s bed, telling the half human how he needs him. But that didn’t matter now.
He kneeled on the bed, a black leather collar around his neck. ‘It feels nice’ he thought, the inside was covered in a soft fabric to help keep him comfortable. he sat next to Gojo, who was running his hands all over Choso’s now exposed skin. The sorcerer was living for the little ‘ahs’ the half human was letting out. He leaned forward and pressed a hard kiss on to Choso’s lips, pressing a hand to his chest and guiding him on to his back. Gojo slotted his knee between Choso’s thighs, kissing down until he reached the spot just below the others ear. “Can you be a good boy for me, puppy?” he bit down hard before Choso could answer. Tears pricked at Choso’s eyes as he let out a choked moan. Gojo soothed him with little coos, before moving to his shoulder and biting down again. He wanted to see tears. The though of it made his cock leak with pre.
It didn’t take much to push Choso to tears. He leaned back up the dark haired mans face and licked away the tears. “You are being so good for me baby,” Gojo whispered before pressing their lips together again, rutting his knee lightly into the others crotch. Choso gasped into Gojo’s mouth at the friction. His hips started moving on their own, grinding into Gojo’s leg. “Look at you, so desperate and needy,” he groaned, angling his clothed cock to grind over Choso’s.
Choso whined, trying to hide his face behind his arms. When gently moved them away, he was met with Gojo’s bright eyes. He gasped, mouth hanging open from pleasure, shock, and awe. His snowy hair framed his face, making him look a bit younger. His eyes were intense and dark with desire, Choso couldn’t bring himself to look away. He felt a tightening in his stomach and whined “please Gojo I t-think I’m close,” hands reaching up to grab Gojo’s muscled arms. the sorcerer pulled away at the words, panting and looking down at the naked man under him. Choso’s face was cherry red, tears in his eyes, body trembling. he reached a hand down and traced along the muscles on Choso’s chest and stomach while the half human watched him in confusion.
“Not yet, it’ll be better if you wait, I promise,” he reassured. they stayed like that for a it, Choso calming down, while Gojo rubbed his chest. it didn’t take much longer before their lips were pressed together in a desperate kiss, Gojo’s tongue exploring as much of Choso’s mouth as it could reach. Choso was getting impatient, whining as he bucked his hips searching for friction. Gojo pulled away, pushing Choso’s hips down, keeping them from moving. “Face down, ass up. now,” Gojo ordered, moving off of the shorter man so he could move. he reached down on the floor and grabbed the leash that had come with the collar Choso had on, then moved to attach it once Choso was settled. the cool leather felt nice against his burning skin. He settled in between Choso’s legs, rubbing his cheeks lightly before giving one a smack, it wasn’t hard, but it wasn’t soft. he rubbed the areas he had just slapped before moving to the other side and repeating his previous actions, rub, slap, rub. he continued until he could hear muffled pleas coming from Choso. he groaned quietly rubbing Choso’s handprint covered ass.
Then Choso felt it, it was hot and wet licking over his hole, he squeaked and tried to move away from the unusual sensation, but was stopped by the grip Gojo had on his leash. Choso whined and tried to wiggle away from Gojo’s mouth, but Gojo just took at as an invitation to five his tongue into the tight heat of Choso’s hole. Choso sobbed at the stimulation, hands gripping at everything he could reach. One of Gojo’s hands reached up and stuck two fingers in Choso’s mouth, urging him to suck. Choso moaned around the intrusion, licking and sucking them best he could, considering he had a tongue in his ass. Gojo pulled his fingers out, bringing them down Choso’s back end before pressing a finger inside, his tongue continuing to work alongside his finger. he wanted to take his time prepping Choso, he didn’t want to hurt him to bad. soon his tongue disappeared and was replaced with two more fingers, working to scissor the dark-haired man open. he didn’t stop until Choso was begging for more. he made quick work of his clothes, tearing them off and throwing them in the corner before he was flipping Choso back over. he wanted to see the pretty faces Choso would make while he was fucked. “You want me inside, puppy?” he teased and Choso nodded vigorously. “What was that baby? use your words for me,” he cooed, rubbing his cock over Choso’s entrance.
“Gojo, Gojo please please I need it so bad,” he whined, wiggling his hips. Gojo played dumb “need what?” he pressed his tip to the entrance almost pushing in before retreating his hips. “Please I need you inside of me, I need to make me feel good please Gojo- ‘he rambled, eyes squeezing shut as he begged.
“Well, you have been such a good boy” Gojo trailed off before pushing the tip of his weeping cock into Choso. they both moaned at the feeling, for Gojo, the tightness was killing him, it was like Choso’s body was trying to swallow him. the stretch burned in the best way possible for Choso, he could feel Gojo’s tip rubbing at his walls, slow back and forth movements as he rocked his hips. it felt heavenly. Gojo tugged on the leach wrapped around his hand making Choso sit up. he watched as Gojo’s cock pulled out of his body, before slamming back. his head flew back as he screamed and saw stars. he was trembling as he looked back at Gojo “w-what was that,” he moaned out as that spot was hit again. Gojo looked confused for a moment before wide grin grew across his face.
“You mean this?” he asked as he slammed his cock into Choso’s prostate. Choso fell back no longer able to hold himself up due to the intensity. “That, baby, is your prostate. feels good right?” he continued to hit that same spot over and over. Choso couldn’t think about anything other than how good Gojo’s dick felt inside him, moaning at each thrust. his own cock was laying pathetically on his stomach, a pool of precum beneath it. “You are doing so good baby, so fucking good for me,” he groaned out eyes focused on his cock sliding in and out of the other man. Choso could feel himself getting close to the edge, he wanted to cum so badly, he needed Gojo to let him.
“Go-Saturo please,” he whined “please I need to cum so bad, please can I satu- “he was cut off by his own choked moan as Gojo gabbed his cock, stroking him in him with his thrusts. “It’s okay, baby, go ahead I’ve got you,” he angled his hips so he could reach Choso sweet spot better. Choso’s body jerked as he came, his cum landing on his stomach and chest. Gojo let go of his cock but continued to fuck into him. the overstimulation was intense, it hurt but it felt so good at the same time, all he could do was chant Gojo’s name until the white-haired sorcerer came with a choked moan, his hips stuttering to a stop once he rode out the aftershocks.
“Are you okay, Choso?” Gojo asked, rubbing shoulder gently. Choso nodded, panting. “We are going to get you in the bath once you are able to catch your breath, then we can eat lunch and take a nap, does that sound good?” Choso nodded again, letting Gojo help him sit up. Choso got up to start the bath water, leaving Choso for a few minutes, before coming back to bring him to the bathroom. Gojo took off Choso puppy ears and collar, then helped him into the water before slipping in with too. “Let’s get you cleaned up,” he pulled hose close and began to wash his body gently, he took his time, wanting to feel all of Choso. once all of soap was rinsed from Choso’s body, Gojo pulled him in for a sweet kiss, while his hand snaked down and pressed two fingers into Choso. he carefully cleaned as much cum as he could out from inside Choso. Once he finished, he pulled them out of the water, wrapping Choso in a towel before walking him back to his room.
Choso got dressed quietly while Gojo heated up the food he had brought earlier this morning. Choso was slightly shocked at how Gojo was taking care of him, but he didn’t say anything, secretly loving the feeling of being taken care of. Gojo left only to come back a minute later with a pair of sweatpants on. He sat down next to Choso and started eating. they both were starving so they didn’t talk while they ate, just focused on getting food in their stomachs. “I’m going to clean up, and then we can go nap in my room,” Gojo said giving Choso a quick peck on the cheek before getting up to clean. Choso watched as the man packed away their leftovers and washed their dishes, smiling softly, face turning pink when Gojo spoke up “I know you are staring,” he turned and flashed Choso a grin. “Come on let’s go rest,” he held his hand out to Choso, who took it and followed the taller man to his room. the room was bigger than his own, it had a larger bed and a full-size kitchen. Gojo dragged him to beg, pulling him down and covering them with the blankets. Choso was exhausted. between the little sleep he had gotten in the past week, getting is brains fucked out, and getting his stomach full with warm food, he could barely keep is eyes open. Gojo wrapped his arms around his waist and buried his face in the crook of his neck. “I love you Choso...”