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indie rp blog for keicho nijimura. new to this, don't be shy to give me pointers.

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nadeshixo:

She let out a shaky exhale, her teeth dragging across in her bottom lip, pondering if she should catch it between her pearly white teeth. Her lips slathered in pre-cum, her mind wishing for more of the desirable taste. He switched his position with her, her body feeling the restraints on her legs loosen up. His warning excited her for his next actions, letting him spread her legs just for him.

He was naturally taking over in the dominant role, wanting nothing but to see him take it. She didn’t expect him to fill the role quickly when they first had sex, it was a unrealistic standard for the nervous wreck he was. She guided him through the basics, showing him what she preferred in bed. He got the hang of it quickly.

“Oh, please, Keicho…” Her moan was airy, shakily exhaling as she tried to grind her hips back into his. There was no shame in actions, her eyes filled to the brim with the adoration she has for the younger man. She inched her legs open just a tad more, hoping to show her desperation for him. She would beg with no fear of how she looked.

“I want nothing but YOU.” Her pants are weaving in and out of her words, some spoken with the volume she wished, others drowned out by her excessive pants. The position can seem embarrassing, as she is on full display for him, unable to be hide her figure. She finds joy in knowing she is.

“Please baby, I want it so badly. You feel amazing in me, I can only take so much teasing.” She knew she was suppose to be submitting herself fully to him, but she couldn’t help how playful she sounded.

“Wreck me completely up~”

Keicho did exactly that. The ropes were unneeded now - she’d cling to him tighter than any rope. Letting Bad Company undo the knots around her wrists, Keicho quickly scooped her arms around his waist, doing the same to hers. He squeezed Noriko tightly, pressing his body down onto hers. Her legs were spread far apart, and it aroused him more than ever to know that she was as slutty for him as he was for her in that moment.

Keicho bucked his hips. It wasn’t uncomfortable - but it wasn’t an easy fit either. Even with the amount of saliva coating his length, the blond’s tool was thick and throbbing. It spread her lips as he pushed his hips forwards, groins meeting in a lewd grasp. “F-fuck.” Noriko was so hot. From her splayed out cherry colored hair to her delicious lips begging and moaning for him.  Keicho replied in kind as he begun to thrust. Soft pants at first - just small noises which escaped his lips, something he’d never do in case it tarnished his reputation as the silent bancho of school. But it felt so so so good. His noises escaped him, harsh grunts as he pumped Noriko full of cock.

“G-goddamn, Noriko..” His cock pushed against her walls, and the wet warmth that coated his cock coaxed more and more noises out of Keicho. Soon enough he was kneeling over Noriko, arms around her lower back, cock half-deep in her cunt, and his tongue molesting the back of her throat while he moaned into her mouth. Noriko wanted him to wreck her, Keicho wanted to lay claim to her body completely. “You’re so fucking hot.” 

Keicho’s hips were non stop. Thrusting and pulling back, pausing for maybe a millisecond or two before smashing his hips forward again, his lower back almost pained from the constant actions. Wrapping one arm around her lower waist, Keicho wrapped the other around her shoulder blades, trying to keep her as close as possible while he was plowing his teacher balls-deep. His orgasm wasn’t far off - the familiar tension in his loins gathering, the throbbing of his cock as intense as ever, ready to stuff Noriko to the brim. 

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nadeshixo:

He took her permission with ease, selfishly taking it like she desired. Her natural submissive nature loved seeing him take control, seeing him fulfill any nasty want on her. She was tied up for him, and she did not take offence if being tied up was not for her own pleasure. She found excitement in it, the ropes holding her down tightly but she ravished off his own expressions. His desirable expressions heightened her arousal more than the lewd actions they were doing.

The position could be deemed awkward with her own body restrained against the table, but she didn’t defy against it. Her hips wiggled to get into a comfortable position, her legs being spread. She felt his hot breath against her skin, tickling it as she closed her eyes, hoping to not let him assume she was being selfish as she knew he wanted more. His cock right before her, she felt nothing but the inclination to fulfill.

Her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, she engulfed him whole with relative ease. This position may seem uncomfortable, but she saw the positives in it. He had more control over her, her mind swimming in the joy of thinking about it. She wants to submit, she wants to see him take control of her. His bulky frame, his intense height - to know he would be the one taking control of her sent a shudder down her spine. She longed for it.

Moving away, she took in a deep breath of air, licking the pre-cum off her peach colored lips. “Mmmh,” She let out a satisfied, airy moan, “You sure you only want to use my mouth?” She asked, a smirk tugging at her lips.

“I want something else that is plush and warm… You seem to be fixated with them too.”

Keicho was busy getting hot and heavy with her thighs and inbetween them - constantly licking and slathering her folds in his saliva until he heard her voice. It felt good to hear her moan around his cock, feeling her suck and breathe against it. He couldn’t just let her stop there, he needed more of Noriko. When she pulled off, his cock dripped precum, unknowing of where it landed.

Knowing what she was hinting at, he nodded and turned around. Kneeling over her thighs instead, he had the closest and most bountiful view of her. Her tits were on full display, her lips were drizzling with his precum. Her tummy was nice and smooth, and her thighs were painted with spit. Forcing Bad Company to loosen the ropes on just her legs, he kneeled before her, in a proper position to wreck the teacher tied up in front of him. “

I’m not going to go slow, Noriko.” His warning was fair, but they both wanted it hard and fast anyway. He grasped her hips, fingers posessing her skin as he squeezed hard. There was no point in gripping her to keep her still - the ropes did just that - but he wanted her to know the tight grasp her body deserved for gripping his affection so harshly. “I love your body, Noriko...”

His cock was slick and hard, the plump length twitching in excitement. Keicho wanted nothing more than to abuse his teacher’s generosity, and he soon got to work. Pushing his hips forward, he settled the bulbous pink end of his flesh against her folds, letting her feel the heat of his member. “Beg for it, Noriko.” She didn’t have to - the teen was already inching closer to her, pressing his thick tool downwards, letting her entrance warm his cock.

[billionbancho]

i got you a gift for valentines, lil bro

…What the hell Keicho?!?! Have ya been alive this whole time?!  And now you wanna give me a Valentine’s gift?!

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yeah bro!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the gift is me

cause i love you

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LIVE ACTION KEICHO AND OKUYASU

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i’m fucking fabulous

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nadeshixo:

His throbbing cock was placed before her, her eyes filled with a smug look as she glanced up at him. Her infatuation and love to give oral was present as she showed no hesitation to wrap her pink full lips around the head of his cock. Lips pursued around it, she wiggled closer to him, feeling her back rub up against the cold wood. Ready to bob her head down his cock, taking it all the way down her throat which greedily wanted it - she was halted by her clothes being ripped to shreds.

His stand were a tiny militia unit that worked efficiently together, her clothes being shed off her body before she could get a say in it. Withdrawing her lips from his cock, she didn’t want to take away his escape of frustration that only she could grant the way he dreams of. Her tongue ran up the underside of his cock, her eyes trained and locked on his expression. Eyelashes fluttering, she took a taste of his drooling pre-cum.

“Use me however you want… If I didn’t want it, I would be out of your stand’s grasp already but I am not. If you want to fuck my mouth, do it. I WANT TO BE USED.” She uttered it with ease, no restrain in her voice as she told him her wants. She did not stutter over her words, she didn’t mumble over a few syllables - none of the above. She knew the danger and the excitement of her words. She could hear herself ready to purr out her words next words of pleads, but she decided to save it for later.

Getting back at the task at hand, the one Keicho desperately seemed to shove into her face (quite literally), she didn’t shy away. She took his cock down her mouth, cheeks hollowing out as she closed her eyes. She enjoyed the serene ambiance, her breath steady and still. Not daring to move away, she waited for his next actions. 

Keicho moaned, feeling her suck and gulp down the tip of his cock with ease, the rest following quite quickly. He huffed out, already red and sweating at the actions. It was a lewd situation to say the least. They’d gone from loving sex to roping her onto a table, stripping her, and forcing his cock down her throat. “Noriko..” His hands went to her hair, and Keicho stroked her face and cheeks, feeling the smoothness of it all. Her cheeks were so cute, immediately turning to being hot as hell when they bulged with his cock pushing against them.

The positioning was awkward, but having her suck him off upside down was more than enough to get him off. Precum drooled, now freely sstarting to build until it was smeared over her tongue and such. The whole scene was decorated with the sight of her nude body - pale curves, plump thighs, motherly breasts. There was nothing more that he wanted to do than pounce her.

And then she gave him her permission. To use her like he saw fit. To fuck, make love, do anything he wanted with her. His emotions and arousal took over, any sort of clear thought escaping him. Pulling out of her mouth, he climbed onto the table at her side, straddling her chest. He was heavy and didn’t want to pressure her or anything, so he’d know to let up if she displayed any sort of uncomfort. Laying down on top of her, he shuffled himself until he was 69ing Noriko. His face in her lap, his lap smothering her face, a fat cock throbbing against her lips. She could take care of it how she wanted, he just needed to feel them around his shaft before thrusting. “You don’t need to tell me if you’re uncomfortable. Just push me off with Heirophant Green...”

Those were his last words to his loving elder before they were both silenced by each other’s heated loins. Keicho indulged himself in Noriko’s crotch once more. His tongue came out to play with her folds, and he was quickly face deep in her thighs, mouthing around her pink entrance. Reaching around the back of her thighs, he practically bound her with his own body. The ropes were useless now - all they did was restrain her legs and arms.

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nadeshixo:

She thought her job was done for, ready to get back pleasing him. His stand appeared before them, Noriko seeing the stand she was told about. She has never see it with her own naked eye, Josuke actively trying to describe it to her with wild hand motions and sound effects. She got a little lost in his dramatic story telling. Now, she was able to see the stand which he bore. His was unique to her, all her experience traveling never granted her knowledge in a stand so craftily made, so strategic in mind-set. It had to hint at how his mind ran.

Caught up in the awe of seeing his stand, she felt her body being constricted by the ropes his stand held (or little soldiers she should say?). Her hair sprawled out on the solid, wooden table, her eyes followed his movements. Her eyebrows rose, a smirk crossing her face as she chuckled under her breath. Was this her doing? It had to be. She had to be the one feeding him these thoughts, her thoughts wandering to contemplate if he’s always thought like that about her.

“Of course, baby.” She inhaled before uttering the nickname she had appointed him, purring it out as she cocked her head to the side. “What do you want me to teach you? I know many things.” She tried to hold back the giggle, but it was useless, the light and airy giggle emitting from her. She tugged on the ropes instinctively, forgetting what was currently constricting her. Accepting what was holding her down, she tried to wiggle herself into a comfortable position.

“I have a question…” She started up, her tone growing serious as the pitch in her voice went down by one note. “Have you always thought of me like this? You must have had SOME underlying attraction to me if you are already throwing out these vile ideas. Forgive me I didn’t notice it first… I would have soothed your needs much quicker if I knew.”

“It would have been inappropriate...” As if this wasn’t as inappropriate as doing it in class. Keicho looked over her body. It was exquisite as ever, something he wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off. Walking around the table, he touched parts of her - her thigh, her tummy, her forearm, her shoulder. He stood near her head, her red hair splayed out as messy as ever. “I want you to teach me everything, Noriko.” 

Keicho didn’t mean to disrespect her, but he couldn’t ignore his growing pains down below. His fat length was hard, throbbing quickly and in need of her attention. He held the base, standing behind her head. Placing his girth against her face, the heat from her was enough to get him off. Precum drooled with ease from the tip, dribbling down her chin as he let his cock rest on Noriko’s face. “Mmh.. Show me how good you are, Noriko.” 

It was a request, despite the way his commanding voice said it. He took the nightie of the woman off, standing naked behind her. Not wanting to be the only nude one there, he summoned Bad Company once more. The soldiers were non verbally commanded to undress her. They started with her top. To not disturb the action going on, the soldiers cut incisions into the fabric and tore it into pieces. What was left were those buxom breasts out in the open, topped with those pale pink nipples. 

The rest of the platoon worked on the tight mom jeans which clung to Noriko’s perfect legs. Unbuttoning, the denim was pulled down to reveal panties underneath and the silky thighs which Keicho lusted over 24/7. Her panties were off in an instant too, and she was left bound to the table, completely naked and under Keicho’s control for now. He knew she could escape with ease using her Stand, but knew that she wouldn’t want to. 

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nadeshixo:

She loved how the name rolled off his tongue. His deep voice was a contrast to hers, and to know he was calling her such with a voice she was growing infatuated with… She couldn’t resist wanting to hear him call her that more. His words brought her attention to the food, the coffee steaming inside the pot. Her own tea was boiling too. She tried to wiggle herself out of his grasp, but she couldn’t help the moan that was utter from her lips. Their lips locked, her fingers desperately grasping unto his blonde locks.

She felt his erection on her, something her mind couldn’t waver from. He was rubbing it onto her light blue jeans, knowing the material was causing a rough friction. She didn’t want to push away, but she needed too. She couldn’t let her apartment burn down because he wanted to dry-hump her. With enough upper strength, she propped herself up on the table.

“Baby, I know you want me but my apartment burning around me while we make out isn’t what I picture as romantic.” She said with a giggle. She could have gotten up, but she liked staying right where she was. Hierophant Green summoned itself, it’s body raveling together. It’s body shimmered with an emerald accent, it’s limbs extending forward to turn off the stove. It checked the toast, a little dark but the toaster itself turned off. Withdrawing Hierophant Green from the kitchen, her focus was placed back on Keicho.

“I don’t know if you still want your coffee now… It seems you have a craving for something else.” Her smile is devilish, her lips capturing his again for a quick peck. Pressing her body closer, she cherishes this contact. It’s not one she craves for much, nor has she permitted many to touch her like this… She’s growing attached, yearning for his attention. SHE WANTS HIM AND HIM ONLY.

Keicho was the same. The teen was addicted to his teacher and he couldn’t help it. She was so sultry in her movements and the way she spoke. The small pants and groans, the tone which rung of love and affection for him. Despite his awkwardness, he still blushed at the nickname of baby from her dark voice. It was husky, cute, lusty. There was no way he could resist doing her now especially after such teasing comments from her. 

Pecking her lips back, Keicho tightened his arms around her back even more, practically climbing onto the table to join her. His hands groped and fondled and did all sorts of toying with her milf-like rump. She may have had no children, but her figure was definitely child-bearing. Wide hips, thick thighs, a curvy plump butt, Keicho was in love with Noriko. 

Seeing Heirophant Green pro-actively avoid any accidents in the kitchen, Keicho decided to do the same thing. Summoning Bad Company into the world, the soldiers were at his command. He told the masses on the table to clear it. They did - small men scurrying away with the cutlery, dishes, glasses, everything aside from the tablecloth. As they did so, Keicho tested the table, giving it a wiggle. It didn’t budge, the kitchen table heavy and sturdy. It was perfect. 

Not wanting to stop there though, Keicho decided to up the game. His hard-on and arousal and feelings for her wasn’t going to be sidetracked by toast and coffee or anything else, no matter how good her cooking was. Commanding soldiers from Bad Company onto the table again, a few of the infantry demonstrated their varied arsenal - which included ropes. With the help of many, it was a quick process - tying firm knots around Noriko’s wrists and tugging her arms flat against the table. They did the same to her ankles, spreading her legs wide and tying the knots to the legs of the table. It looked like a scene from Gulliver’s Travels - the teacher who was a giant to the Stand,  spread eagle on the table, restrained by their tiny collective might. 

Keicho smiled at her, walking around the table to make sure she was completely secure. When satisfied, he left Bad Company to melt away, leaving the restraints behind. Standing next to Noriko, her head was about level with his waist. “You might be my momma, but you’re still my teacher. And today you’re going to teach me about... sex.” The blond man smirked, and the malintentions behind it looked far more natural than the awkward lovey dovey smiles he’d been shooting at her recently. “Lots and lots of sex, momma.” 

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                            TWO YEARS AGO, ON THE SEA…

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nadeshixo:

Call her anything she wanted, even if it may be quite ridiculous? She wanted to take up the offer. She was testing the waters with her thought, seeing if he would actually strive to please her by calling her whatever she wanted. Would he be able too? She wasn’t going to beat around the bush, but her train of thought was taken to a halt feeling his hands on her. His strong, limber body picked her right up into his arms, a smile crossing her face. She loved that about him. 

The kiss was chaste, Noriko wanting the taste of his lips instead but kept her selfish wants to herself… for now. She could feel him throbbing against her, amused by his ability to be turned on so quickly. It was flattering, in all honesty. Directing her thoughts back to his suggestion, she wrapped her arms around him, pressing her chest against him. Her naked breasts covered by the thin cloth of her shirt did nothing to disguise the fact she didn’t wear a bra underneath, teasing the boy with the thought. 

“Call me momma then.” She said, her tone deadpan, suggesting she was serious (which she wasn’t far from). Pecking him on the lips, she pulled back to hear his thoughts on her want. Was it too much? She wondered on it, acknowledging this age gap proposed more dirtier ideals than pure ones. She couldn’t deny she wasn’t as pure as she seemed when at school. 

“I know you could believe the thought that I seduced you ever since we met. I did not try to do such, but it’s clear what we’ve done is… unavoidable. I have no regrets doing that act with you. Is it bad to say I like younger men now because of you? Most likely. I am 10 years older than you.” 

“Momma.” Keicho repeated the nickname back to her, eyes meeting hers. It wasn’t embarrassing to call her that, it was sort of... kinky. Especially when his hands were squeezing at her cheeks and his bulge was pressed against her below. That, and the fact that her breasts kept taunting him made him repeat the nickname again. “Momma Noriko...” 

He was blushing at her discussion of being older. It definitely was immoral and if they ever got caught it’d be terrible for both of them, but it would be simple to not get caught. As long as they could hide their affection for each other during school they’d be good... Outside of school was free rein for them both. It’s not like he looked like a student when he was in his casual attire, especially given his mature face. She was pretty and pure, so strangers would probably mistake her for the younger of the duo, if it wasn’t for the redhead’s utter curves and milf-vibes which she constantly gave off.

“I think the toast might be burning, momma.” The nickname felt good to say, and he could see himself getting used to calling her such a naughty name, especially if it was to tease one another. Lifting her up, he cleared the table to the side with one arm, placing her down on her back on it. He was acting on his urges again, just wanting to lather Noriko in affection and lust. And he did - leaning down, he squeezed her cheeks again, groping harshly. Keicho pressed his lips to hers and pushed tongue into the mix almost instantly, wet and not-so-romantic as his amateur lips smooched hers. 

There was the issue of his erection too, but he felt pleased enough with just dry-thrusting against her jeans, the table shaking with every quake of his hips. 

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nadeshixo:

She was bubbling over with excitement. She’s always indulged in cooking another something to eat, it was a joy of hers. She’s surprised he didn’t ask her for something to eat earlier. Her ears caught the sound of him walking down the hallway, her eyes catching what he was wearing. She couldn’t help the cheeky grin on her face. “You could have just stayed naked if you wished… You look pretty good without your clothes off.” She said, her hand clasping his. Hearing his suggestion, she nodded. “Of course, anything for you.” 

Reluctantly feeling him move away from her reach, she went to grab what he wanted. Toast and coffee? A simple want, but she didn’t expect his humble personality to ask for extravagant things. Putting on the coffee, she heard it sizzle within the pot. She didn’t desire any coffee, going straight for the herbal tea she’s kept for the past few months. Getting a pot ready to boil the tea, she decided getting the food out would be good. Such an American styled breakfast! Her inexperience made her welcome the challenge. 

Sliding the toast into the toaster, she made a beeline for the table. Her eyes caught sight of her clothes on the floor, picking it up off the ground. “Do you wish for me to wash your clothes, Keicho? I’ll gladly do it.” She asked, curious if he desired for that. Taking her clothes, she went to throw it into the hamper in her bathroom. She’ll get it later. 

This was a joy. A delight in her eyes to be serving another like this. She felt like an housewife. Her heart swelled with knowing her wish was to always be one, but life’s twists and turns didn’t allow her that luxury. It’s okay now, her job is one she excels in, one where she is always refining herself to be better. Walking back to the table, she took a seat. 

“I could get used to making you food everyday, washing your clothes… I would love this. Maybe I’ll call you honey sweetly every time you walk through the door.”

“Don’t tell me that you’ll do it, just do it, miss Noriko.” He grinned at her, enjoying the plans she made in her head for their future together. It was a little awkward in his head, but his heart and other important body parts completely agreed that they should date, be together, live together, everything. “I’ll call you anything you want. Even if it sounds silly...” 

Looking at her in her mom jeans, the blond was getting hot under the collar. They clung to her curves, and it reminded him of the times he’d gaze at her ass during class, always distracted whenever she was giving a lecture or talking the class through their notebooks. He’d always wanted to try something naughty in that time, but obviously had never plucked up the courage to do so. Knowing she was completely comfortable with him and he with her, Keicho decided to brace and do it. 

He leaned over towards her from his seat and his large hands grasped her hips. Tugging her off her seat, he lifted the curvaceous woman onto his lap, sitting her there right on his groin. He definitely would stain the back of her jeans if he got horny or anything, so he did his best to resist that. It was fruitless though, and soon he found himself hard and throbbing against her backside. “You don’t have to do my laundry... but I would enjoy cuddling and sitting with you as much as possible.” 

Like a true lovestruck teen, Keicho could only smile at her, planting a kiss on the woman’s nose. His sweet - maybe a little bit anxious - words were true enough as he couldn’t get enough of her voice, her face, her body. Reaching his hands down the back of her jeans, they comforted her cheeks, squeezing them tightly and possessively. 

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nadeshixo:

Noriko did not predict him to pull her closer to them, feeling his naked body against hers. It was a quiet, silent moment. A pleased sigh escaped her lips, unable to help herself as she hoped for a tighter embrace. She missed this, this uncanny closeness. There was no need to worry, no need to ask if this was alright. They both yearned for this affection, the confirmation behind it spoken in volumes. 

She noticed how he avoided the word boyfriend, the word seeming childish in some aspects in knowing their age gap. The simple thought, the knowledge of knowing and understanding they were together was enough to soothe her trouble mind. Her mind often plagued with pessimistic thoughts, paranoia sinking in on moments which her mind was already wrecked - she find those moments to contain true peace. 

She knew these sheets were comfortable - they were EXTREMELY comfortable - but she got up. She couldn’t ignore her duties for long, even if she loved procrastinating at times. Wiggling out of the sheets, she went right to her dresser. Her body was more than accustomed to the heat now, hoping to get some relief by thin layered clothes. Pulling out a white cotton shirt, and those STYLISH light blue high-waisted jeans she had, she changed in a jiffy. 

“I’ll make us something to eat. You’re hungry, aren’t you?” She asked, her eyes lightening up at the thought of cooking him something. She couldn’t wait. “Do you have any favorites! I’ll cook you anything you want! I can cook you miso soup, tempura, dumplings…” She was trailing off on her words, no real direction as she jetted to the kitchen in pure excitement to know she was cooking for another.

Keicho would have much rather stayed in bed for the rest of the day just relaxing, but he did admit that seeing her dress up so casually was intriguing. She wore mom jeans - those dorky types that older women show off in since the denim hugs their curves in all the best ways. He didn’t have a change of clothes like her - so he got up from bed, looking around for something. A towel?

Raking through her warddrobe, he pulled out a cherry colored gown. It was thin and flimsy, and Noriko would have looked like a bombshell if she was the one wearing it. Tying it around his waist with the soft, thin belt, Keicho looked dumbfounded as he stared at himself in the mirror. It barely covered his groin, plus it was transparent enough that anyone would see through it. Thankfully he didn’t plan on leaving Noriko’s house. 

Following the source of her excited tone, Keicho stood in the kitchen behind her, watching Noriko scramble to get out all the ingredients for anything he wished. “Whatever you’re good at, miss Noriko.” Deciding to get a lead on her, he moved behind her, hugging the teacher with his oversized, overprotective frame. Laying his head on hers, he smiled at her in the reflection of the kitchen window. 

“I think that’ll be too long a list to cook, though. Maybe just some toast and coffee.” There was a weird sense of arousal and affection coursing through him. Did he hug her or hump her? It was split in his mind, so he did the next best thing. Kissing her hair, he let go of his loving milf teacher and went to sit at the table, acting more like a guest then he had the entire time he’d been there. 

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WHAT DO YOU WANT TO TELL ME?

✤ — i want to ship with you, ✥ — i’ve roleplayed with you and it was great

d…damn… i’m not crying,,

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@fleetingzeppeli ( ❤ )

Keicho really had to learn to control his physical emotions, especially when it came to making out with mature blond dudes in a hot sauna. "I've got a good teacher." He replied to the other's compliment.

He was still awkward with actually taking the lead so he usually left that task to Caesar, but the heat of the steam and the way they’d been going at it for ages now had urged Keicho in a very specific way. The towel could only hide so much before a tent became visible in Keicho’s fabric. 

Trying to hide the sight from Caesar, he went straight for the kill and pressed slightly better than amateur lips upon the old pro’s once more. “Come here, old man.” With that, he stuck his tongue between the man’s lips. His Hamon abilities were a godsend - Keicho didn’t believe the kissing-booth owner was a day over 21. 

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nadeshixo:

Her mind was fading out, the pleasure overwhelming all her senses. He was deep inside her, her body trembling with each thrust. Sweat rolling down her back, her body was on fire. He succumbed to her wants, knowing they both yearned for the same thing. In a blur, she was pushed to the bed. Being tightly held by Keicho, his body hot to the touch as equally as hers, her back arched feeling him slam into her. Wrapping her legs around his waist, her mind was lost within the sensation. She was gone, and she knew it.

She was mewling for him, crying out his name in between pants. Her eyes rolled back, mouth ajar as she felt her climax. When he moaned her name out before his climax washed over him, she felt a shiver running down her spine. Her name never sounded so beautiful when spoken. She felt his cum deep inside of her, and she couldn’t hold on much longer. Her body grew ridged as she climaxed, her nails digging into the sheets, her toes curling as she moaned his name out on her final release.

A few minutes past of her heaving, trying to mentally collect her mind back. Her mind slowly drifted off to the true consequence of doing this explicit act with him. They could act the same, go about their regular schedules the same, but they weren’t the same. They had this overhead lingering of knowing they shared this intimacy together, allowed themselves to further this immoral act. She could have stopped this whenever she wanted, but she didn’t want to stop it. What would they do now?

Trudging herself to sit up, her hair looked nothing but disheveled. Her eyes started blankly at the wall, her energy zapped out of her. It was a miracle she was still somehow awake at this moment. Her eyes ran over Keicho’s form, a tinge of regret filling her mind.

“I’m glad you came here…” She uttered out, trying to ease the thick tension. She tried to shift the topic off to something lighter, end on a good note but she broke her facade quickly. “Do you want to start a relationship? We are the representation of a immoral relationship, but I still want it…” She said, her expression softening as she interlaced her fingers with his. “I would really enjoy that.”

Keicho was panting, forcing himself to sit up just as she did, his breathing finally slowing to the deep, gentle breaths which he always used. Sitting beside her as she talked, he was happy that she was happy. Her fingers laced between his, and his strong hands gripped hers lovingly, unwilling to let go after such an intense moment shared between them. When she did ask about a relationship, his cheeks felt like they tinged red, though it was impossible considering how much the boy was already blushing.

Sliding one hand down and around her lower back, he cuddled up to Noriko, placing a soft kiss on her shoulder. He wasn’t one for intimacy - or, hadn’t been one for intimacy in the past due to his lack of experience - but it felt easy to casually kiss and cuddle into her now, as if they were already the couple that she proposed they be. 

Ignoring the sticky sensations and sounds which occurred as he moved to face her, Keicho only nodded. “Of course, Noriko. I would love to be your...” Boyfriend? It was a weird word to use considering the difference in age and occupation but... it felt a little unnatural. “Yours. I would love to be yours for a long, long time, Noriko.” 

Kissing her, this time on the lips, he gentle tugged Noriko down onto her back so they were both laying together. They really ought to have headed to the bathroom to wash off, but the warm afterglow of Noriko was enough to make the man not move a single inch. Reaching down for the bed covers, he pulled them over himself and his teacher, pulling them all the way up to their shoulders. “How should we spend the rest of the day together, miss?” Hinting at the fact that she was supposed to be mentoring him in educational studies, not sexual ones. 

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cinderella-esque:

She flushed even MORE as a thin line of saliva kept their lips connected. Yukako didn’t even notice it at first, and, when she did, she hurried to swipe her index finger across it to break it, and blatantly adverted her gaze from his. THIS WAS MORE THAN EMBARRASSING.

The fact that he’s carrying her out of the building was even more distressing. Why didn’t he just let her go? He pulled back, which was good, but refusing to at least put her down so she can YELL AT HIM publicly was worse.

Keicho continued to walk further away from the party, and with every footstep, every crinkle of grass and footstep across concrete, Yukako inhaled and exhaled much more shakily. WHERE WAS HE TAKING HER? She was MAD, it was evident in her face. She tried to just not look at him.

WHAT CAN YUKAKO SAY? She’s still at eye level with him, still in his grasp, she didn’t even wipe her mouth yet… She should start with the obvious. “ Don’t call me that. “

What could Keicho say? He didn’t mean any disrespect towards her, so he figured calling her by her surname would be a bit better than acting as if they were acquainted. Hands still on her thighs, he gently let her down onto the frost covered ground, having to look down at her instead of being on equal footing. 

“I’m sorry. I’m not used to this.” He caught sight of the saliva strand which dribbled down her chin, which would have been embarrassing for her had he not wiped it away for her. Sliding his finger across her soft chin, Keicho once again noticed how beautiful the girl was.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” His stern face red, he felt stupid for having to apologize, but even dumber for getting himself in this situation in the first place. “I’ll leave you now, Yukako.” 

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nadeshixo:

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She was going to lose control quick. Through-out all of it, she was able to keep her mind sharp. Yes, many minutes it was muddled with pleasure she wished for release and relief for. However, her mind consisted of the ability to keep the self-control necessary to keep her actions in check. Her body shuddered feeling the pads of his fingers dig into her doughy flesh, a pale contrast to his skin. He took initiative quick, thrusting his hips into her, connecting their sticky skins together. Her knees buckled, her nails digging into sheets as she shakily moaned.

He did this multiple times, each time her knees shuddered as she moaned in delight, feeling her eyes wanting to roll back. She resisted herself from shattering her composed self, but a part of her mind ate away at her self-conscious thoughts. He was seeing ALL of her, no part left unexposed before his eyes. He was able to gaze over her nude body, able to take witness in her body grind around him in need. Why succumb to such self-consciousness so easily? She knew the boy wouldn’t judge against her true self (or at least in the pits of her mind, she hoped).

She didn’t want to let up the sync their bodies led, but goddamn, she need more. She needed roughness, she needed to see Keicho take all he wanted from her. She didn’t want anymore hesitation in him, she wanted confidence. She knew if she was going get what she wanted, she was going have to provoke those desires out of him. She was going to throw unbiased shame out of the window, hoping she wouldn’t care for it later.

“Oh godㅡ” She mewls feeling his cock enter her fully, exiting her to only fill her right back up. Her fingers ran over her harden clit, massaging it furiously to only heighten her cries. “Please, please, please fuck me harder, Keicho. I need you so muchhh ㅡ” She trails off in consistent moans, wanting nothing more than her release. 

Keicho needed her more than ever. His hands squeezed and fondled, fingers constantly exploring every inch of her skin as he clutched at her body. Her curves were enough to provide cute love handles for him to squeeze, but they weren’t enough. When she moaned his name and practically begged through heated moans for him to take her, his thoughts went to one thing.

Keicho was a big man. He didn’t want to hurt Noriko, but those types of thoughts were quickly scattered by the impending orgasm from both lovers. She needed it, he needed it, both of them were craving that sweet release from another. And that meant all hesitation to hurt her was chucked out the window. 

Plowing up inside of her, Keicho grabbed at her back and pulled her down for another kiss. His lips were already pitter pattering over her neck and jawline, around her collarbone and up to her chin, all while he went balls deep inside of her. Feeling his end coming, he upped his game a second time. In one fell swoop their positions were reversed.

No woman had looked as beautiful as Noriko did in Keicho’s eyes, and no woman would ever look as crazy hot as she did underneath him, panting and sweating while his cock was completely embedded in her self. Kneeling over his body, Keicho wrapped his arms under hers, clutching the woman tight as he got to work. The lack of a bed behind him gave him much more freedom to thrust, and much more freedom to force as much mass into his thrusts as possible. Each one was a loud slam, an obnoxious squelch of sweat and sexual juices drooling down their thighs, a groan from the man which was much louder than her endless panting and moaning. 

His climax was coming up, but he didn’t want to stop. Keicho kept thrusting, making love to Noriko in the most physically demanding exercise he’d ever done. “N-Noriko...!” Moaning out her name, Keicho felt utter release. It was hot, sweaty, obscene, everything which a teacher and student shouldn’t be doing. His cock was sensitive since she’d sucked him to a finish earlier, but his second load was far from diminished. Coming hard and deep into Noriko, Keicho clung to her while it passed. Each thread, every string of sticky release which met her walls felt as pleasurable as they did immoral. 

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nadeshixo:

She let out a sigh of admiration hearing him talk. Why did she find him stumbling over his words so adorable? His aura didn’t match how he presented himself around her, his strong intimidating build was able to make many people walk the other way to get out of his line of fire. She was gifted with the chance to see it, and she couldn’t help but suck it all up. His words soon after didn’t sound so pleasing to her ears, his lips locking with hers didn’t distract her from what he said. 

“I know…” She started up with an answer which trailed off in thought, holding back her disdain for it. “I won’t attack you in the hallway, no worries. I won’t do anything with you that would get you in trouble in public.” She said, soon distracted by his lips trailing south. Her fingers ran through his combed blonde hair, enjoying the feeling of his soft curls. Pressing closer to him, her expression softened. 

“I can’t resist myself, most definitely when you are so handsome. I believed I had more self-control than this, but I was horribly wrong,” She said, her lips curling into a smirk before hastily locking lips with him again. Passion fueled the kiss to the brim, her body yearning for his contact with her. She knew this was immoral, but she didn’t give any fucks anymore. She was going to relish in this all she wanted. 

Keicho agreed with everything she said. He didn’t mind her lack of self control ; he barely had any himself. Popping boners in class just because she was wearing a skirt wasn’t the definition of discipline. When she locked lips with him, Keicho didn’t resist in the slightest. There was the instant shove of tongue into it - mixing saliva with one another. His hands moved to re-affirm their grip around her body, fingers squeezing her legs as he lifted them a little higher. Holding her close, Keicho french kissed Noriko over and over, closing his eyes as he got into it. 

It was after a solid minute of kissing that he realised where they were and how much time they had left before detention ‘ended’. After that the cleaners would be going around, and they definitely couldn’t get caught by some snooping janitor. Reaching behind him to awkwardly grip the doorhandle and make sure it was locked, Keicho lifted Noriko up and over to her desk.

Holding her with one strong arm, Keicho wiped her desk clean in one sweep, shoving half her papers and stationery onto the floor. It was completely disrespectful to do, but Keicho figured that another detention on his record was no big deal, especially if Noriko gave him it. Gently laying her down on her back, the blond got to work on his cherry headed lover. Lifting her legs high, he plucked off her shoes and threw them on the floor. 

Not wanting to spend the rest of their short time together undressing each other, Keicho reached down and unzipped his pants. Tugging them down enough to hold his thick length in his hand, he was practically offering it to Noriko. “You don’t mind if I don’t use a condom this time, right miss?”