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Mar. 13th, 2010 12:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaKanou wondered, sometimes, if his senpai were mentally addled. If maybe going to Seika High had turned them from possibly sensible teenagers into insane crazy… people. The class president was obviously insane and Kanou was still not sure that Ayuzawa was human. Usui also was inhuman and quite obviously insane.
Of course, then there was Yukimura.
"U-Usui-san." Tears gathered in Yukimura's eyes, "Do I really have to?"
Kanou would have protested but at that point in time he was unable to. He had never been terribly comfortable with Usui's methods of 'training Kanou's girl hating out of him'. In fact Kanou knew that Usui was just using these training sessions as opportunities to abuse both Yukimura and Kanou. Yukimura was the one who generally suffered the most, but sometimes Kanou found himself deeply uncomfortable with what Usui had made them do.
Like today.
Kanou wasn't sure where Usui had gotten whatever had been used to tie him to the table. It felt like rubber, really strong rubber. Maybe it was a hose? Whatever it was it secured Kanou's arms and legs to the four corners of the table. There was a pillow (actually it was Yukimura's school uniform all folded up) under Kanou's head and a tie (Usui's) wrapped around Kanou's mouth gagging him. He could make muffled noises and thump the table up and down on the ground but that was it.
And of course the president was gone for the day.
"We need to cure Kanou-kun of his girl hating, right Yukimura?" Usui was seated in a backwards chair, his arms folded over the back and his chin resting on the top. "You need to help him."
Yukimura was dressed in a sailor uniform, his shaggy hair held back with clips and black pigtails added on in back. Usui had put gloss on him and applied some mascara, the blush on Yukimura's cheeks was all his own. If Kanou didn't know that Yukimura was a boy he would have thought, well, that Yukimura-senpai was a girl. Except Kanou KNEW that Yukimura wasn't, and he knew that Yukimura was actually kind of dim because…
Because how did you convince someone that tying your underclassmen to the table and then doing weird things to them was RIGHT? Even Kanou's hypnotism would be stretched to do that.
"O-okay…" Yukimura placed his hand on Kanou's fly and squeezed his eyes shut, tears dripping down his cheeks as he grasped the zipper and pulled it down.
Kanou was ashamed to admit it, but he was definitely hard. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to deny how good the soft skin of Yukimura's hand felt against his… his… his erection. If he felt like being truthful Kanou could admit that it felt really good.
"See? Kanou-kun likes it."
Kanou slanted Usui a glare, wishing to all the gods and devils in the world that his hypnotism actually worked on Usui. Then he wouldn't be in this situation to being with. There was very little he could do with Yukimura in the situation he was in, if he got Yukimura into a trance Usui would probably SAY something and that was…
That wasn't good. It was weird enough to be dealing with a willing Yukimura, if it somehow turned into a situation where Yukimura wasn't willing… Kanou would feel really bad afterwards.
"Hey, Yukimura." Usui's grin would have made angels blush. "Lick it."
Of course, then there was Yukimura.
"U-Usui-san." Tears gathered in Yukimura's eyes, "Do I really have to?"
Kanou would have protested but at that point in time he was unable to. He had never been terribly comfortable with Usui's methods of 'training Kanou's girl hating out of him'. In fact Kanou knew that Usui was just using these training sessions as opportunities to abuse both Yukimura and Kanou. Yukimura was the one who generally suffered the most, but sometimes Kanou found himself deeply uncomfortable with what Usui had made them do.
Like today.
Kanou wasn't sure where Usui had gotten whatever had been used to tie him to the table. It felt like rubber, really strong rubber. Maybe it was a hose? Whatever it was it secured Kanou's arms and legs to the four corners of the table. There was a pillow (actually it was Yukimura's school uniform all folded up) under Kanou's head and a tie (Usui's) wrapped around Kanou's mouth gagging him. He could make muffled noises and thump the table up and down on the ground but that was it.
And of course the president was gone for the day.
"We need to cure Kanou-kun of his girl hating, right Yukimura?" Usui was seated in a backwards chair, his arms folded over the back and his chin resting on the top. "You need to help him."
Yukimura was dressed in a sailor uniform, his shaggy hair held back with clips and black pigtails added on in back. Usui had put gloss on him and applied some mascara, the blush on Yukimura's cheeks was all his own. If Kanou didn't know that Yukimura was a boy he would have thought, well, that Yukimura-senpai was a girl. Except Kanou KNEW that Yukimura wasn't, and he knew that Yukimura was actually kind of dim because…
Because how did you convince someone that tying your underclassmen to the table and then doing weird things to them was RIGHT? Even Kanou's hypnotism would be stretched to do that.
"O-okay…" Yukimura placed his hand on Kanou's fly and squeezed his eyes shut, tears dripping down his cheeks as he grasped the zipper and pulled it down.
Kanou was ashamed to admit it, but he was definitely hard. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to deny how good the soft skin of Yukimura's hand felt against his… his… his erection. If he felt like being truthful Kanou could admit that it felt really good.
"See? Kanou-kun likes it."
Kanou slanted Usui a glare, wishing to all the gods and devils in the world that his hypnotism actually worked on Usui. Then he wouldn't be in this situation to being with. There was very little he could do with Yukimura in the situation he was in, if he got Yukimura into a trance Usui would probably SAY something and that was…
That wasn't good. It was weird enough to be dealing with a willing Yukimura, if it somehow turned into a situation where Yukimura wasn't willing… Kanou would feel really bad afterwards.
"Hey, Yukimura." Usui's grin would have made angels blush. "Lick it."
