The computer program

1. Dangerous thought

He put his tip to my opening, still stretched out, playing with it up and down, up and down without penetrating, teasing me.

"Fuck me..." I whispered. "Please, professor, fuck me."

"Baby..." he said, putting his palm to the small of my back, pressing to create an arch.

And he pushed in.

"Ahhh!" I screamed, slumping down on my elbows, pushing back.

He grabbed my hips, softer than his, and started moving.

"Ahh, Izuna", he said.

He could fuck me for a long time as he had just come. So had I, but even so, I came again, and faster than him. I moved so I pulled him out of me, turned over.

"Izuna, what-"

"Lay down", I ordered.

He was in no condition to argue, he was so horny.

He laid down on his back, and I immediately went down, took him into my mouth without ceremony.

"Oh, God..." he breathed.

My jaws started to ache almost immediately, my mouth being far too small for him, but I refused to give up. I felt his hand on my cheek, willing me to continue and I knew there was nothing, nothing I wouldn't do for this man.

A dangerous thought as I knew he wouldn't do the same for me.

"May I come in your mouth?" he asked darkly. I nodded. "Does he spit or swallow?" he teased, and I realised that he had actually never come in my mouth before.

It was the most wonderful sensation when he did. I was filled up with a feeling of pride and competence I hardly even felt when I got my exams back and had gotten a full mark, which was every time. I made him come. I made professor Senju come with my mouth.

The liquid was hot and warm and grainy in my mouth, a soft taste of skin and bitterness and salt coming with it. It was close to unbelievable he had already come because he filled me up so much, I couldn't hold it all in my mouth but it leaked. I tried to suck every last drop out of him anyway. Professor Senju came up to help me, licking the corners of my mouth, tasting himself.

And I swallowed him.

"Good boy", he cooed, and I truly felt like one. "Good boy."

He did ask me what he wanted to ask me afterwards, in bed.

He was looking straight ahead, brows furrowed, deep in thought. His entire demeanour told me his question wouldn't be fun, or playful, or sexual but something that was important to him.

"Where does your thoughts go?" I asked, looking at him lovingly; sometimes it scared me how much I liked this man.

"Izuna?" he said.

"Mmm?"

He turned to me, took my hand. It struck me how he had never done that before. After four months, this was the first time he had taken my hand.

It made me incredibly happy.

I knew it shouldn't. 

"I want you to join my research team."

I just gaped.

"What-"

"I know everyone have asked you", he interrupted. "That you're highly sought after. I know that some professors have offered you more money than they're allowed." I looked away and blushed. "Don't worry", he said. "I would, too, if I could. But I can't." He smiled sadly. "I don't have the budget."

I frowned. Hashirama Senju was the smartest person I knew except for me and my brother and it was incredible to me he wouldn't get the most money to carry out his research. But I got it; artificial intelligence was new. Scary, even. It was much easier to put money where you knew it would render even more money than to put it on something new and potentially frightening.

But also more cowardly.

"I'm interested", I said for the first time.

"My project has been secret, and I do it alone", he said. "So I don't really have a team. It is... Unconventional. Some would even call it controversial. But I'm stuck in its current phase. I need your help."

"I'm a third year bachelor student", I protested.

"I don't care about how far you've come in your education", he said. "I believe you can solve the problem I've encountered."

I braided our fingers together; holding his hand felt nice.

"Tell me about your project."

Professor Senju was quiet for so long that if I hadn't seen his set face, his clenched jaw, his furrowed brows, I would've thought he'd fallen asleep.

But then, he opened his mouth.

And he told me.

He told me what his research project was. 

And I just gaped, horrified, deep in shock.

And very, very excited.