Overflow 2: A Gojo & Geto Tale

Chapter 78: Control

"Do not kill Suguru Geto." I step forward leaving Naya by the wall.

"Why not?" Elder Zenin asks. "He's a red target. We've wanted to get rid of him for years!"

"As long as he breathes Satoru Gojo will have a weakness. If we kill him, Satoru Gojo will not give a shit about anyone's life. Especially his own. So do NOT do it." My voice echoes in the chamber.

"Valid point Son." My father nods to me and like a child I almost smile.

Almost.

"Meeting adjourned." He steps over to me and pats my kimono gently.

"Naya. A word." I hear him say behind me and I walk forward trying to keep my breaths from shaking.

I swing open my chamber door and set the lock quickly as I click it shut.

I breathe against the metal door and slide down.

If I have to fuck her again today... I'll chop my dick off.

I giggle at the thought and take my gun out examining the silver polish and how cold it feels in my sweaty hands.

"Six bullets...so many options..." I snicker and let my eyes release tears as a feminine knock echoes through my room.

— March 7 (Saturday) —

POV Geto

I feel like I've been wandering for hours in the pitch black. My bare feet echo on the wet floor  leaving ripples that travel into infinity. I can't change course so I keep moving forward.

A small flame starts flickering in the distance.

I hear thuds.

Creaking.

I try to approach quicker but my legs drag.

I hate dreams...

I keep my eyes on the flame.

Soon I see what it sits next to.

A bed.

Soft moans reach my ears.

Erotic.
Longing.
Breaths that escape lips harshly with the creaking of the bed frame.

I swallow fear as my feet continue to approach.

A man.

Long black hair that bounces with his hips.
Smooth sun kissed skin above muscles that tense with pleasure.

Me.

My ass is covered with white linens as my hips grind back and forth on top of someone whose hands lay on the bed gripping the sheets.

Whose moans grow louder.
Whimpers cut off by how my ass moves.
So full of lust it makes my cheeks burn hot.

My feet move around the bed frame and I am forced to stand next to myself with my raven hair falling over my face and down my shoulders and Satoru...

Satoru whose eyes are squeezed shut.
Satoru whose chest quivers.
Whose slutty moans spill from his lips.
Moans I have never heard before...