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Jul. 25th, 2008 11:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8cha"You're slacking in your classes again, Niou."
Yanagi picked up the ruler that was lying next to his graphing paper. "Your teacher says you are in danger of failing."
Niou blew a bubble with a stolen peice of Marui's gum. He was sitting on the edge of the Geometry teacher's desk, the little pleated skirt barely a fringe around his thighs. "That's what he says now..."
"He'll change his mind once Yukimura's through with him." Yanagi finished Niou's sentence. "Isn't that what you were going to say?"
“Puri.”
Yanagi sighed. It was his put-upon 'Akaya don't touch that'/'Niou put that down' sigh.
Niou grinned even wider. Hopping off the desk Niou sidled over towards where Yanagi was standing. Niou was sure to put a sultry sway in his hips. "So. Yukimura send you here to punish me..." Niou smirked, "Master?"
Yanagi grabbed onto Niou's rattail and gave it a sharp, short tug. "Over my lap, Masaharu. Now."
“Oh, teacher.” Niou made wide eyes at Yanagi. Yanagi kept a hold of Niou’s pony tail and walked backwards several steps before sitting down. Niou fell, not terribly gracefully, over Yanagi’s lap. The skirt flipped up, little more than a cloth belt around Niou’s waist now. “You’re being so forceful.” Niou swallowed the gum, getting it out of the way. It really ruined sex when gum fell out of your mouth and into your hair. Sex with Marui had taught Niou this crucial lesson.
“Niou.” Yanagi’s tone was no nonsense, and the cool wooden ruler rested against the curve of Niou’s ass. “Count to 10.” Yanagi leaned over and whispered into Niou’s ear. “The number of questions you missed on the last test.”
“Puri.” Niou choked on a snicker when the ruler hit his ass. “One.” That kind of stung.
The ruler was drawn back, and Niou listened for the second swing. He felt a whoosh of cold air and then the smack of the ruler. “Two.” The ruler stayed pressed against his skin long enough for Niou to realize that there was a metal edge along the side, and the wood was gradually warming to the touch.
“Three, four, five.” Three quick smacks and Niou winced. Yanagi was spacing out the smacks, making sure his entire ass would be red and not just one fiery painful line. The ruler pulled back and Yanagi’s tight hold on his hair disappeared. Then there was a soft gracing of fingers over Niou’s ass, and a sharp pinch.
“Hello, Marui.”
Niou cursed under his breath. He hadn’t even heard Marui come in. Turning his head Niou blew a kiss at Marui. Marui was standing stock still in the classroom doorway, one hand braced against the door. Yanagi spoke again. “Shut the door, Marui.”
Marui closed the door slowly. Niou stuck out his tongue at Marui and was rewarded with Marui sticking his tongue back at him.
“Yukimura says he’s almost done with his teacher.” Marui hopped up to sit on one of the desks and dropped his feet onto the desk’s chair. “Almost finished?”
“Almost.” Yanagi’s hand disappeared and the ruler returned. “Six.” Niou grinned and rubbed his half hard erection against Yanagi’s leg. The next spank froze for a second before landing on his ass. “Seven. Come on, Yanagi, that barely had any power at all.”
“Why aren’t I surprised this turns you on?” Except it was obvious Yanagi had been surprised if only for a second. “Stop humping my leg, Niou.”
Niou continued to move against Yanagi’s leg. “Only three more to go.” Marui snickered through his gum and the bubble burst over his mouth. Niou turned his head so he could watch Marui’s tongue work to get all the gum off of his face.
The next hit has more heat to it, a lot more heat than number seven and probably more than number 3, which had been the worst so far. “Eight.” Niou squirms, pressing up against Yanagi and, well isn’t that a surprise, finding that Yanagi’s not terribly uninterested in the proceedings. “You can hump me back,” Niou twists his head to look up at Yanagi, “puri.”
It is difficult to give someone a ‘look’ with your eyes closed, but Yanagi definitely manages. Niou grins and rubs against his leg some more.
“You might wanna finish up. He’ll hump you till you do.” The smack of Marui’s lips and the crack of his bubble gum stretching is loud to Niou, but that’s probably because he’s focusing a lot on noise. Yanagi’s not panting yet, which disappoints Niou just a little. Yanagi isn’t pushing against Niou either, he’s being very still.
Niou wants to make him move.
“I know that, Marui.” Yanagi is pressing against Niou’s lower back in an attempt to keep him still. Two smacks, and Niou counts them off dutifully. Then Yanagi’s hand pinching at the welts on Niou’s ass. Niou hisses. It hurts, but it’s not a bad pain. Niou can take a lot of pain like this and turn it into pleasure.
“Should I leave the room?” Marui doesn’t bother moving off the desk.
“I’ll need a witness if Niou decides to sue for sexual harassment.”
Niou pushes up off of Yanagi’s lap and then swings his leg over so he can straddle Yanagi’s lap. “Aww, you know I wouldn’t do that! You’re usually defending my side of things.”
Yanagi’s eyes open and he meets Niou’s look. “Should Marui join in then?” Yanagi’s hands are cupping Niou’s ass now, needing the aching flesh. Niou bumps his groin against Yanagi’s and savors Yanagi’s brief cut off hiss.
Marui hopped off the desk. “So long as I’m not on bottom.”
Niou blew a bubble with a stolen peice of Marui's gum. He was sitting on the edge of the Geometry teacher's desk, the little pleated skirt barely a fringe around his thighs. "That's what he says now..."
"He'll change his mind once Yukimura's through with him." Yanagi finished Niou's sentence. "Isn't that what you were going to say?"
“Puri.”
Yanagi sighed. It was his put-upon 'Akaya don't touch that'/'Niou put that down' sigh.
Niou grinned even wider. Hopping off the desk Niou sidled over towards where Yanagi was standing. Niou was sure to put a sultry sway in his hips. "So. Yukimura send you here to punish me..." Niou smirked, "Master?"
Yanagi grabbed onto Niou's rattail and gave it a sharp, short tug. "Over my lap, Masaharu. Now."
“Oh, teacher.” Niou made wide eyes at Yanagi. Yanagi kept a hold of Niou’s pony tail and walked backwards several steps before sitting down. Niou fell, not terribly gracefully, over Yanagi’s lap. The skirt flipped up, little more than a cloth belt around Niou’s waist now. “You’re being so forceful.” Niou swallowed the gum, getting it out of the way. It really ruined sex when gum fell out of your mouth and into your hair. Sex with Marui had taught Niou this crucial lesson.
“Niou.” Yanagi’s tone was no nonsense, and the cool wooden ruler rested against the curve of Niou’s ass. “Count to 10.” Yanagi leaned over and whispered into Niou’s ear. “The number of questions you missed on the last test.”
“Puri.” Niou choked on a snicker when the ruler hit his ass. “One.” That kind of stung.
The ruler was drawn back, and Niou listened for the second swing. He felt a whoosh of cold air and then the smack of the ruler. “Two.” The ruler stayed pressed against his skin long enough for Niou to realize that there was a metal edge along the side, and the wood was gradually warming to the touch.
“Three, four, five.” Three quick smacks and Niou winced. Yanagi was spacing out the smacks, making sure his entire ass would be red and not just one fiery painful line. The ruler pulled back and Yanagi’s tight hold on his hair disappeared. Then there was a soft gracing of fingers over Niou’s ass, and a sharp pinch.
“Hello, Marui.”
Niou cursed under his breath. He hadn’t even heard Marui come in. Turning his head Niou blew a kiss at Marui. Marui was standing stock still in the classroom doorway, one hand braced against the door. Yanagi spoke again. “Shut the door, Marui.”
Marui closed the door slowly. Niou stuck out his tongue at Marui and was rewarded with Marui sticking his tongue back at him.
“Yukimura says he’s almost done with his teacher.” Marui hopped up to sit on one of the desks and dropped his feet onto the desk’s chair. “Almost finished?”
“Almost.” Yanagi’s hand disappeared and the ruler returned. “Six.” Niou grinned and rubbed his half hard erection against Yanagi’s leg. The next spank froze for a second before landing on his ass. “Seven. Come on, Yanagi, that barely had any power at all.”
“Why aren’t I surprised this turns you on?” Except it was obvious Yanagi had been surprised if only for a second. “Stop humping my leg, Niou.”
Niou continued to move against Yanagi’s leg. “Only three more to go.” Marui snickered through his gum and the bubble burst over his mouth. Niou turned his head so he could watch Marui’s tongue work to get all the gum off of his face.
The next hit has more heat to it, a lot more heat than number seven and probably more than number 3, which had been the worst so far. “Eight.” Niou squirms, pressing up against Yanagi and, well isn’t that a surprise, finding that Yanagi’s not terribly uninterested in the proceedings. “You can hump me back,” Niou twists his head to look up at Yanagi, “puri.”
It is difficult to give someone a ‘look’ with your eyes closed, but Yanagi definitely manages. Niou grins and rubs against his leg some more.
“You might wanna finish up. He’ll hump you till you do.” The smack of Marui’s lips and the crack of his bubble gum stretching is loud to Niou, but that’s probably because he’s focusing a lot on noise. Yanagi’s not panting yet, which disappoints Niou just a little. Yanagi isn’t pushing against Niou either, he’s being very still.
Niou wants to make him move.
“I know that, Marui.” Yanagi is pressing against Niou’s lower back in an attempt to keep him still. Two smacks, and Niou counts them off dutifully. Then Yanagi’s hand pinching at the welts on Niou’s ass. Niou hisses. It hurts, but it’s not a bad pain. Niou can take a lot of pain like this and turn it into pleasure.
“Should I leave the room?” Marui doesn’t bother moving off the desk.
“I’ll need a witness if Niou decides to sue for sexual harassment.”
Niou pushes up off of Yanagi’s lap and then swings his leg over so he can straddle Yanagi’s lap. “Aww, you know I wouldn’t do that! You’re usually defending my side of things.”
Yanagi’s eyes open and he meets Niou’s look. “Should Marui join in then?” Yanagi’s hands are cupping Niou’s ass now, needing the aching flesh. Niou bumps his groin against Yanagi’s and savors Yanagi’s brief cut off hiss.
Marui hopped off the desk. “So long as I’m not on bottom.”
