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um, toe sucking idk
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cw // underage
um, toe sucking idk
cw // underage
"One little piggie."
Satoru bends, the tips of his shaggy hair brushing Megumi& #39;s calf. His ankle is gripped tight in Satoru& #39;s big hand to keep him from squirming away.
Still, slim hips toss on the bed, mussing the covers Satoru had pulled up to his chin only moments before.
Satoru bends, the tips of his shaggy hair brushing Megumi& #39;s calf. His ankle is gripped tight in Satoru& #39;s big hand to keep him from squirming away.
Still, slim hips toss on the bed, mussing the covers Satoru had pulled up to his chin only moments before.
He squeals a little when Satoru& #39;s mouth closes around the pink tip of his big toe, still a little wrinkled from too long in the bath.
He can squirm all he wants, this is what he gets for not going to bed.
He can squirm all he wants, this is what he gets for not going to bed.
"Nnn!"
Megumi presses a hand over his own mouth, too aware of Tsumiki only one room over.
His mouth is so hot and kind of gross, too slick and direct and it& #39;s hard not to kick and wiggle.
He pulls off and Megumi relaxes back onto the bed.
Megumi presses a hand over his own mouth, too aware of Tsumiki only one room over.
His mouth is so hot and kind of gross, too slick and direct and it& #39;s hard not to kick and wiggle.
He pulls off and Megumi relaxes back onto the bed.
"Two little piggies!"
He does try to kick this time, helpless reflex but Satoru& #39;s hands keep his arched foot exactly where he wants it.
Mouth level. Biting range.
His tongue swirls this time, a wet, slipping glide between the split of his digits. It feels disgusting.
He does try to kick this time, helpless reflex but Satoru& #39;s hands keep his arched foot exactly where he wants it.
Mouth level. Biting range.
His tongue swirls this time, a wet, slipping glide between the split of his digits. It feels disgusting.
If this is supposed to be putting him to sleep, it& #39;s not.
"Three little piggies..."
Megumi tosses his head, unable to look directly at the lewd expression on his Sensei& #39;s face, grin off center, cheeks pink.
Wonders what his own must look like, his mouth falling open as Sensei laves the pad of his third toe with the flat of his tongue.
Megumi tosses his head, unable to look directly at the lewd expression on his Sensei& #39;s face, grin off center, cheeks pink.
Wonders what his own must look like, his mouth falling open as Sensei laves the pad of his third toe with the flat of his tongue.
"Four little piggies."
Megumi doesn& #39;t really want him to stop. Maybe Satoru can tell because this time the drop of his mouth is slow, his hand cradling Megumi& #39;s ankle gently.
He& #39;s hardly squirming now, still in the face of a predator, little cock tenting his blanky.
Megumi doesn& #39;t really want him to stop. Maybe Satoru can tell because this time the drop of his mouth is slow, his hand cradling Megumi& #39;s ankle gently.
He& #39;s hardly squirming now, still in the face of a predator, little cock tenting his blanky.
When he pulls off this time Megumi is staring. Can see the slick strand of saliva trailing from the tip of his toe to Satoru& #39;s kiss swollen mouth (Megumi& #39;s toes are not the only place his mouth has been tonight).
He doesn& #39;t say anything, pretense gone, just raises Megumi& #39;s foot to his lips, parting them to suck his flexing pinkie toe into his mouth.
Megumi should kick him right in the face. Shivers instead
Megumi should kick him right in the face. Shivers instead
Satoru eases his leg down, resting his foot on the rumpled bedclothes.
The only sound in the room their heavy breathing. Their eyes meeting in the dim glow of Megumi& #39;s night light.
The only sound in the room their heavy breathing. Their eyes meeting in the dim glow of Megumi& #39;s night light.
"Okay." Satoru says. His voice is strange. Chirpy. "Goodnight!"
Who is he punishing? Megumi or himself??
Megumi& #39;s groan into his pillow when Satoru has left the room is loud enough that Tsumiki still asks after his health at breakfast.
Who is he punishing? Megumi or himself??
Megumi& #39;s groan into his pillow when Satoru has left the room is loud enough that Tsumiki still asks after his health at breakfast.
"He& #39;s fine!" Satoru says. He won& #39;t meet Megumi& #39;s eyes. Crunches a piece of bacon between white teeth. "I checked! Head to toe, promise."
;)
