Barakamon DOUJINSHI

URGENCY

I take a step forward and he gasps. The noise runs a shiver down my spine. He's anticipating this, he's anticipating me. The realization is enough to make me heady and fuel my desire more than ever.

I reach Sensei and stand in front of him, not taking my eyes off him, the steam all around us, masking us in our own little bubble, absolutely remote from the world.

I haven't touched him, yet he's panting loudly and I can see he is semi hard already. I'm thrilled at the effects of the anticipation he's under. I wonder if I can make him completely hard without touching him.

I lean in and, carefully, place my mouth near his ear, taking caution not to touch him. I notice he is staring at my now-soaked white shirt, my chest peeking from different facets. I was drenched within moments and water drips from my hair to my cheeks, making it's way down.

"Sensei..." I whisper. "Have you been waiting? For me, for this..? Were you impatient in the days I didn't see you?" His breath hitches as he feels my voice resonating in his ear. Perhaps in his whole body, even. "Seven days, Sensei, it's been seven days since I last saw you. Seven days since.. I looked at your face.. touched you.. held you... Seven fucking long days of my life."

I prolong his misery and blow my breath just below his earlobe.

Sensei trembles and I see his erection standing in attention. Hard and painful. I try to make it better by teasing him more, "Sensei, did you touch yourself while I was away?" I ask genuinely curious for his reply.

His breaths become heavier and he starts panting louder than before. "Did you?"

I see him shake him head infinitesimally.

Pleased, I continue my torture. I want to try and make Sensei cum on his own. "Well, Sensei, why don't you run your fingers down your chest and tell me how you're feeling? Go on.."

"Hiro..." Sensei murmers my name while stroking his chest. And my name from Sensei's lips sounds delicious. To me.

"I'm right here, Sensei. See, just stroking your chest has made your nipples hard. They've perked up Sensei." I continue whispering.

"Flick them. Flick 'em and rub them Sensei. Just like I did, that night in my room." I remind him of our first time.

And I instantly grow hard, full on raging hard, when Sensei moans while touching himself. He is so damn responsive. He slides his hand down, about to touch himself there and rub himself. However, I stop him from continuing further.

His lifts his lust-brimmed eyes and stares at me, befuddled, clearly asking me to let him continue. I shake my head and grin at him. I take his hand and, with mirth in my eyes, place gently on his ass. Then I ask him to continue, "Go on Sensei.. Caress yourself there. Then slowly start by putting one of your finger there."

"I can't.. I can't do that..." Sensei stares at me with comprehensive eyes.

"Yes you can Sensei, I'll help you. I'll let you see, let you feel what your own fingers can do." Like the devil's apprentice, I spread his hand and slip one of his fingers in his hole, letting him adjust.

"See, it's in Sensei.. your own finger. Do you feel it? Gently rub yourself up and down Sensei.. slowly.." I hold his wrist and make his finger mirror my words. "You can feel it, right.. You can feel your finger.. touching you.. in the one place.. you've never touched yourself before.. never even thought about before.. and yet it where you feel the most.. just one finger is making you so.. agitated." I whisper directly in his ear and his breaths are louder than ever.

"Ahhh.. ha..ahhhh... Ro.. iro.. " Sensei stammers. "I can't..."

"Oh but you can Sensei.. I'll just expedite this torture, for you and me both, and let you come just by your ass. So, instead of one, add two more fingers in. Here you go."

I shove them inside and Sensei continues. At this point, I don't even have to guide on what to do. He must have been feeling it really frustrated for he increases the speed and fingers himself relentlessly. His cock is wet and leaking with pre-cum. I focus on the motion of his fingers and within one stroke he detonates in front of me. His orgasm knocking the knees out of him and defusing him. His legs give away and I catch him before he falls. I bring us both down on the floor gently and let him lean on me, let myself carry his weight and support him. He hides his face in the crook of my neck, his breaths tingling me.

It takes him several moments to climb down from the high he was basking in. He peers at me with vulnerable eyes and before I can say something, he pounces on me. He places his lips on mine and tries to show his appreciation for me with his tongue. It tastes all sectors of my mouth, travelling to every nook and corner and crack it can find. Like a tourist, the thought crosses my mind. He cradles my face with both his hand and leans on me further, pushing his face and chest n to kiss me more thoroughly. he's trying to devour me this time. And I let him. I feel utter bliss in this moment and proud of him. Proud for not hesitating and stepping back just now when I asked him to try something he never had before. Bliss, because of the way he's kissing me right no and because he let me in by accepting me.

I groan when it becomes clear that he has no intention of stopping any time soon. He pulls his face back to look at me. I mutter, "Sensei.. as much fun it was for you, it was twice the amount for me. So you see..." I trail off and look down at my raging erection, standing tall and proud like a model on a runway.

He looks down at it too and takes me completely by surprise by what he does next. He manoeuvres himself and places me inside him, takes me in him suddenly and directly, without any lube. Or a condom for that matter.

"Aaahhh..." he shrieks and I adjust him to let him get used of me. He places his mouth back at my neck and sucks my skin there. And then he demands me, "Move."

And I do. For the life of me, I do.

However, I remember wanting to make Sensei's wish come true. As lewd and immoral as it may be. In a carefully calculated way, I stand up and walk over to the window in the bathroom looking out in the yard. I know the girls are at the opposite side, so even if the Sensei moans out loud, they should not be able to hear him coherently. I know but it doesn't Sensei also has to know about it.

"Hiro, what are you doing?" he asks me.

I place him against the wall just beside the window and he immediately takes a look out. He can't see anyone but he knows the girls had dropped by his place as they usually did when the school let out. He looks back at me and I let him figure out my intention by grinning evilly.

Just to leave no doubt, I say, "I'm making your wish come true, Sensei. "

And then I thrust in him, harder than I ever have before. It goes deeper than it ever has, due to this angle, and despite Sensei trying to hold it in, he gasps and moans out loud. Well, shout is more likely the word here.

Urged by his delicious sound, I continue pumping in him, not giving him a moment to breathe, a moment to think.

"I want you to call my name Sensei. Scream it. At the top of your lungs, Sensei. So that everyone finds that you are being fucked by me, Sensei. So that they know that I have come in you Sensei. Scream Sensei, they can hear you and they should." I growl in his ear and go entirely caveman on him.

I thrust in him harder and deeper than before and he explodes with my name on his lips. Screaming like I asked him to. He really was more turned on than ever knowing that he could be heard. I hide my smile, reveling in this knowledge. I strike in two more times and blast off inside Sensei. Panting and huffing, lowering ourselves on the tiles.

When I float back to earth after the mind post-coitus glow, I notice Sensei is staring at me, his cheeks are red and he looks utterly spent. His eyes though, I can't take my eyes off his. They are deliciously warm and trusting and they pull at something in my chest, squeeze my heart. Cheesey, though, it may sound.

With a smile flirting on his lips, he says, "Okairi!"

Ahh... I bury myself in the space between his shoulders and think to myself, Tadaima.

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