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When the doorbell had announced a visitor, Tezuka had inwardly cringed and actually contemplated not answering. But there weren’t many options who it might be and he would find a way into the house anyway.
“Inui said you decided to go home after an accident. As you missed training over it, I thought I keep you company.”
The eyes betrayed the innocently sounding words. The always alert gaze having already established that Tezuka was home alone. Which was not unusual when he got back early.
Not a moment later Fuji was already next to him, having pushed him back onto the covers with a soft touch, his hand immediately moving on to Tezuka’s pants.
“You know, he also said you might be in need of some help to not be too frustrated. I wondered what he meant.”
It was then of course, that he pulled the pants down completely and found what Tezuka had desperately wanted to wait out without another soul knowing. Except the culprit inventor himself, who he would still punish on Monday - severely.
“Oh my, he really did it. I have to congratulate him then. Thankfully, I didn’t make a bet with him this time. Way too easy to loose by now. But this gives me a nice idea.”
Before Tezuka could protest Fuji was between his legs, giving a tentative lick, which made Tezuka gasp involuntarily.
“You taste good, Mitsu. Different from your slit but just as delectable.”
And Fuji went down on him again, this time tonguing the nub with every trick he could come up with, making Tezuka scream.
When he came up this time, the brunette was visibly shaking. Face flushed and eyes wild.
Of all the things they had done together until now, nothing compared to the feelings Fuji had just invoked.
“Syūsuke, I-”
The honey haired boy smiled sweetly.
“I know, Mitsu.”
And went again. This time he added two fingers to the mix, which slowly pushed into the tight passage beneath, eliciting more screams in a tone Tezuka would never have believed himself capable of making.
He went on pleasuring him until the feelings overwhelmed Tezuka to the point of having lost all control. His body bucking up into the touches, arching and wanting more. Needing more. His mouth no longer able to do anything but scream and gasp and, to his own great distress, encourage without his mind having any say in it.
Just when Tezuka thought he could take no more, Fuji brushed against the spot he knew had to be there and had secretly contemplated - while learning about it in class - what it might feel like. Now, he could only howl while his cum shot forth from somewhere he’d never experienced, bathing his boyfriend just as much as if he had come after a very good round wish his cock.
Fuji looked up at him with triumph in his eyes, then moved until he could push the dripping fingers into Tezuka’s mouth, who obediently tasted himself. Almost coming again but definitely not about to share that particular bit with this devious creature.
When Fuji was finally done, he looked dreamily at the now very debauched figure on the bed, pecking him quickly on the lips before laying down beside him and pulling a blanket up.
“You know, maybe I should ask Inui to lend us some of that. Would be fun to experiment more together, don’t you think? I definitely want know what it’s like to have your cock like that.”
Tezuka groaned, pulling the blanket higher. The notion of more of this was terrifying. The thought of taking Fuji like that too tempting to even contemplate.
And his family would be gone for the rest of the weekend, he just hadn’t told Fuji about it yet...