Overflow 2: A Gojo & Geto Tale

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2nd Book in the Series!! 10 years after "Overflow: a Gojo & Geto Tale" 10 years after reconnecting and going through a life altering event Gojo and Geto are now first and second year teachers at Jujustu High. I highly recommend reading the first Ov...

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Chapter 78: Control

Start from the beginning

by JJKLaura10

His chest is full of bites and scratches that still leak scarlet down his sides onto the cream bed sheets.

I watch myself lean back and throw my hair over my head...

My heart stops.

His hips don't.

"He'd be so much stronger if...oh...you would have just left...Sugar."

Stitches.

I want to move.
I need to fight.
I need to kill.

I can't.
I can't fucken move!

"Ah...you guys are all so weak..." Kenjaku keeps his eyes on me as he grinds harder on...my Satoru.

"Fuck you!" I scream. "He is strong! He killed YOU!"

My hands go to my head and fistfuls of raven strands come out easily into my palms.
Tears fall while my vision blurs as oxygen leaves my lungs in screams.

I look up to Satoru's bright blue eyes opening and staring into Kenjaku's...which are mine. His hands grip Kenjaku's waist as his back arches and powerful moans fall from both their lips.

Satoru's fingers scratch flesh that separates easily letting maggots slide down Kenjaku's hips.

I gag but cannot look away...

"Fuck...I can see why you stayed..." Kenjaku leans back and that's when I notice...

It's not...not my bottom half...it's...a womans...

"He...likes this... so much better..." Kenjaku moans along with Satoru whose hands slide down to touch the parts that do not belong to me...

A satisfied smile crosses Satoru's panting lips.

Thats when Kenjaku leans forward and shoves his fingers into ocean eyes...

POV Gojo

Screams.

I flip to my side and fumble with the light.

Suguru's screams fill our room.
Our home.
My brain.

I switch it on and kneel trying to find him in the bed sheets. I rip the sage blankets off of him and grab his hands that are clawing and punching me. His purples are rolled back so only whites show.

I push back fears from decade old memories...

Long.

Horrific.

Cries.

From my Suguru...

"Suguru! I'm here!" I pin his arms and rest my head on his chest. "I'm HERE!"

I keep my eyes open and watch his torso relax underneath me.

I feel his hands go limp in mine.

The yelling stops.