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That man had to be the absolute WORSE.

Words more than peppered && sugar coated for the prodigy to certainly tempt him to DAMN himself in the end. It was like a branded SIN on his torso or was it more so just a symbol of being property to Sanae? Either way that deed was done, yet in a sense he was STILL a trump card even if things hadn't worked the way as planned. He was stuck in a rather limbo state of not being a reaper nor a player. Him being here was a taboo all on its own, but not as much as the bullshit the barista still put him through.

AGITATED was what the Leo Cantus felt going through the changes of his body. More so below the waist as it had been replaced with female genitalia. Not to mention the insufferable HEAT that came back and forth that left a strong scent of what would be similar to an animal in heat. He usually wore tank tops these days as it felt like his clothing was smothering him. All the more reason to keep himself distant from a certain someone as thoughts to punch him in the face would tend to waver to wanting to do other things to him. Would you call it hiding? Sho would deny it up and down to being even the slightest intimidated by him who seemed harmless at first glance. The tattoo seemed more defined along his bare abdomen and reached downward towards his pelvis. Sho wasn't even sure if this was due to the taboo or something Sanae did himself. Either way it pissed him off to no end to the humiliation that took a shot at his pride.

Yet HERE HE WAS in this cafe that was usually closed. Meetings with him would be ever so brief depending on his current mood. Words were strangely vacant at the moment, as he always had heated choice words for him, but not so much right now--- but he can't say he cared for the other looking at him. Unaware of the heavy musk that grew around him.

'W h a t ?'

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[antistarbucks]

Honestly, why did he think this was a good idea? Of course, he had wanted to become more powerful, so Sho and Sanae made a deal together. But at this point? He was fucking exhausted with dealing with the damn reaper being so cranky about everything. So, he did something he was probably going to come to regret. First things first, he removed all male genitalia from him. His entire body was prepared to have children.

Secondly, this one wasn't intentional. But it was necessary. Sho, until he got pregnant, would have a constant, burning heat inside of his body, shooting through his veins and making him constantly aroused. And the longer he waited, the worse it would feel. How long was he away from Hanekoma? No one would ever go near the growling mess of a man by choice. So either he forced someone to have sex with him (unlikely), or he was still in his burning heat.

So when he came to the cafe today, and he could see the anger, and feel the heat? Yeah. He hadn't done a damn thing about it. The tattoo that started to cover his stomach and surrounding the new slit in his crotch would grow, and it would constantly increase his fertility. And that was appealing in that he could bear plenty of angels.

"You're stinking up the place."

As if Hanekoma didn't know why.

And was teasing the fuck out of him.

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Oh, the heat was very much present and certainly hasn't been sated in the least. It possibly could have been, but he didn't want to go about explaining or showing to someone WHY he had female bits at the moment. Thus, he'd rather just wait it out as he could control any impulse he had, right? It would pass at some point wouldn't it? The scent really wouldn't be obvious to anyone normal compared to one with a keen sense of smell. Sho's mood felt like they would shift a lot more these days than usual with the taboo and then....this. It was hard to explain what he was feeling at times other than the coming and going lust with an itch that just needed to be SCRATCHED.

There was an agitated SNORT given to the barista's way at his comment. Asshole.

Head leaned back over the chair he sat in with fingers uncurling themselves from his ripped jeans.

'Puh, yer one to talk if you ain't smellin' like coffee or somethin'
the cat dragged in.'

[antistarbucks]

It was incredible how much Sho didn't want to take care of his issues. He would rather suffer, deal with his heat, and feel himself burn than get laid. It was hilarious, and made him laugh. He even chuckled now as he watched the man suffer through his own heat. Just. Sitting there. And yes, he could smell it.

"At least coffee smells good."

He moves closer to him, a finger running up his stomach. Letting Sho's desperate heat feel the touch of another human.

Which would only make things worse.

"You don't."

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'Figures. Probably have coffee beans fer' brains.'

The scent was always overwhelming to him, which was another reason why most of his rendezvous here were cut short. Though, he had gotten a bit more accustomed to the scent much like Hanekoma's. Ugh, he'd almost take the coffee scent then even begin to enjoy his scent much less this man's presence. Body TENSED at the sudden contact of touch. Worse was the increasing heat between his thighs.

Shit.

He didn't care for the feeling, yet his traitorous body going through the motions certainly did. Almost welcoming the contact in a way with a finger grazing over the heated skin of his lower abdomen. There was a pause followed by a low, grunt from the younger male.

'...hnng.....you lookin' to lose a hand?'

An empty threat as he would have just swatted him away.

[antistarbucks]

Sho can barely stay focused while he torments him. Teases him. HAnekoma's fingers moved over his stomach still. Sho can barely do anything at all. His heat is going to drive him up a wall if he doesn't get laid soon. Very soon. A finger moves and snaps the button off of his pants. He's not going to need these anymore. After all, Hanekoma has plans for him.

"If you can."

He smirks, knowing that Sho can't. Not in his state of mind. A finger slips under the band of his underwear, moving to rub the slit that's there. Not that Sho ever used his cock.

He's pretty sure Sho is a virgin.

"But you can't. And we both know that."

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'Wh...atever old' man...'

He was && it pissed him off that he was more than resisting the urge to bite back due to his reserved heat. Mind confused and left in a daze unuse to these physical wants. Who had the time to be thinking about things like lust? He was a strategist not a lover by any means (or a toy for that matter.) Breath hitched at the sudden feeling of fingers rubbing along the soft, wet hot skin that made him fidget in his seat.

He couldn't even manage a coy remark to give the other as just being touched was welcomed to the younger.

Hand grabbing at his wrist as a shaky breath came. Hips trying to resist the urge to roll forward.

'...hnn--stop that...'

Oh he was a virgin in every sense of the word unfortunately, which would probably play more into Sanae's favor.

[antistarbucks]

That grip on his wrist did absolutely nothing. Sho wasn't strong enough to stop him. Not in his lustful heat. His abilities to do anything were limited. And Sanae was, right now, stronger than he could be. So his finger kept working on that slit, starting to push between those two lips to dig his fingers nice and deep inside.

"Stop what? You don't really want that, do you?"

A second finger began to join the first, starting to spread his cunt open nice and slow. Sho couldn't do anything to stop Sanae... but he was welcomed to try. Not like Hanekoma would dare make him stop.

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It felt strange. Nothing like he's ever experienced before then again he never had female genitalia before either. Muscles tensed at the uncomfortable feeling of a finger sliding into him and soon another.

Muscles flexing against the barista's fingers as he seemed more than 'ight' as Sho was without a doubt a virgin, especially with how his body trembled at the sensation of being spread open with the jerk of his hips.

Teeth bit at his tongue at the digits buried into him along with the question to him. DID he want him to stop? Mind felt too much in a daze for a direct answer as his needs were being appealed to.

Making it all the more difficult to be resisting even with that weak grip he held on him. A soft hiss fro his lips as he fidget in place with a shak y groan.

[antistarbucks]

Sho could complain and bitch about it all he wanted, but at the end of the day, he was still acting no better than most girls might. His body loved it, no matter how much his mind seemed to be fighting it. His fingers started to move faster the more Sho seemed to be into it.

But no matter how much he was fingering Sho, it would do nothing for that devastating heat. Nothing would be as good as getting fucked.

But may as well get what he wants out of it now.

"You should tell me what you need." Which was, of course, to get his brains fucked out. And Sanae was such a dick that he wouldn't even unzip his pants until he was asked.

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The fingering was doing bothering more than AGITATING him. Hardly giving much relief as it only got him further bothered and quivering in his seat with the fingers that slid back forth along the sensitive walls. It was hard to keep his hips from rolling forward.


Ugh,why did it feel that good? Making him wetter with this alone. He hated this body and Sanae more than ever, but he couldn't just suffer through it much longer as it was maddening. Head fell back as he exhaled heavily as the words that came from his mouth was bitter with the needy tone.

'Y..ya Damn fault to begin with, jus'.... do whatever to my body I just want this t..to..stop...Hnngh...'

His body was more than durable in battle, but completely different as it was more than vulnerable to Sanae's advances. Not that he was use to such heightened arousal in the least as it was all new to the younger.

[antistarbucks]

"That's not good enough."

Did Sho really think whatever he was saying right now was going to be good enough for Sanae to take pity on him. 'Do whatever'? No no. Not enough. He wanted to hear the words 'Fuck me, Hanekoma'. And until he heard that, he wasn't going to give Sho a single moment of break. He just smirked and continued to work on him, fingers thrusting in and out of him still.

Nothing would make him orgasm except getting fucked. Nothing would make him relax except getting slammed. He was going to need a dick sooner or later or he'd lose his mind and be truly broken, only being useful as a cock sleeve.

Hey, not Hanekoma's problem.

"Try it again."

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P r i d e couldn't hold out so much in wanting to say that out loud. Stubborn mind was quickly losing this battle to lust that enveloped his body. Wanting to have a far better satisfaction than just his finger thrusting into him. The barista would want the complete satisfaction of hearing the other beg for him wouldn't he?

Asshole.

Skin was moist with the coat of sweat that formed with his increased body heat. There would be no way he'd care to have a male mount him in asserting dominance over him. He'd sooner die ALL over again, yet there's never been such a need to just be bent over fucked relentlessly and not just that just wanting Hanekoma specifically. His body needed him.

'F-uck...fine...dammit!...jus' I want y' dick. I want you t' fuck me right NOW.
...c-can't stand this anymore. T-this ain't....not enough... I need you...in me...'

[antistarbucks]

Hanekoma smirked and removed his fingers from that horribly hot and wet cunt. Licking the juices off before unzipping his pants. "That's better." He said with a chuckle, giving his cock a few slow strokes before moving in between those legs. They'd be going at it all night, maybe even for the next week until this heat went away. Their first round could be here, in a chair.

The tip of his cock pressed against those lips before slowly sinking inside. Wanting to tease and torment him. "That's better, isn't it?" But his pace was slow. And it was going to stay that way.

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Not like he's ever done it this way or at ALL. Fingers gripping the edge of the seat feeling the hot flesh spread apart for him when he eased forward. Teeth clenching at the uncomfortable feeling since the male was a virgin in every sense of the word. There was a groan in response with his head leaning back.

H-he didn't need him to be 'gentle' with him. Just fuck him senseless even with the content of having his dick finally in him he still wanted MORE. Hot, wet walls hugged around the barista's cock snuggly.

'F-fuck....don't g-go so slow...'

[antistarbucks]

But Hanekoma was in charge here. And Sho could just deal with it. He smirked, moving deeper inside. With how in heat Sho as, it was honestly nothing at all. He could feel the heat inside of him, and Sanae definitely felt how warm that wet pussy was wrapped around his thick cock. He smirked and moved to the base.

"You can wait, right?"

And then he didn't move. Forcing Sho to feel Hanekoma's body heat against him, and his cock all the way inside of him.

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Teeth bit down on his lip feeling him plunge deeper. S-shit that shouldn't be feeling so good with the stinging pain. Hips raising and body trembling in his seat.

Did he have to go through the tortures of just having him buried inside him not doing much of anything else? Insides were HOT, swet--twitching feeling the male's cock pulsing in him with walls hugging around him tightly.

'You KNOW I can't...'

The added heat felt smothering and it only irritated him. This asshole already got him admitting he wanted him to fuck him, but STILL he was teasing him.

'...f-fuckin move already. C-can't stand it...'

[antistarbucks]

"I'm sure you can."

Hanekoma smirks as he slowly starts to move, pulling himself out just slightly before pushing himself back inside. Slow, small movements. Not fast thrusts. Not what the math genius needs from him. He was taking it at his own pace.

"Come on. You're better than this."

No, Sho wasn't. He couldn't be. Not with how hard Hanekoma was tormenting him.

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He most certainly was not. The heat made him feverish and NEEDY for this man to just fuck him raw, yet here he was at his leisure taking his time. Legs quivered in the air before he managed to wrap them around the baristas waist as he bucked his hips towards to him. Pussy clenching around him as it drooled more of his nectar.

'C...c..c'mon...I need ya fuck me.

S..stop teasin'.'


The hell else did he want from him? Or did seeing him dissatisfied and begging for him get him off? Tch, asshole.

[antistarbucks]

He did quite enjoy seeing a messy Sho underneath him begging him to slam his cunt, but that's sometimes just not enough for him. He, after all, is a monster. He smirks and rocks slightly. They're so tight together now.

"Can't do much of that if you hold me in."

So he just stays still again.

Everything is just Sho's fault.

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'Fuckin'...w..worse.'
This man was the worse and he hated him. Him stopping entirely to just linger in him was far worse than just the slow, steady rocks of his dick. Legs shook around his waist before begrudgingly pulling away.

The heat was overbearing and the chair he was in was soaked with the juices of his pussy that weeped for more. He was losing his mind at the pace set. Edging him close to an orgasm each time, but falling short. Tired whines made as walls clenched and shivered around him.

[antistarbucks]

The moment Sho's legs moved was the moment Hanekoma gave Sho exactly what he wanted. He held onto the arms of the chair and started to slam into Sho's cunt, thrusting in and out of him quickly. His cock burying deep inside of him and going as far as he can.

"Better?"

He breathed heavily, leaning over him with a giant smirk on his face.

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'S-shit...!'

Head fell back at the sudden force of the barista's cock plunging back into that hungry cunt of his. that was drenched in his juices. Mind was so dazed with the overwhelming pleasure his body was receiving. Walls squeezing around his cock feeling the friction made along his walls.

Hips bucked forward with a whimper from his mouth as he couldn't get enough of how deep he was going into him.

'..h...hahh~!'

[antistarbucks]

He couldn't believe how goddamn horny Sho was right now... well. He could. After all, he was the one who caused this in the end. He smirked and thrust in and out of him. Leaning in to pull at his lips with his teeth.

"You're making such cute sounds, Sho..."

Chuckling and speeding up a bit more, the sound of skin against skin filling the room.

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'S-shut up...'

He heaved out that was almost a whimper against Sanae's lips. Body was just too weak and submissive to his advances. Face red with skin moist from the sweat that coated his dark skin. He couldn't even fight back another orgasm each time he kept knocking against his cervix each time making him squirm around in his seat and yowl out. What a fucking bully. God, and his chest felt like it was on fire more so his nipples for one reason or another.

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"You like it..."

He let out a chuckle and gave him another hard, fast thrust. His cock touching that cervix and pressing against it each and every time. He let out a low groan, feeling the tip press against it. His fingers moved up and began to rub his nipples.

"Just admit it."

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Bitter words to admit. Body more than relished in being rammed in this chair. Pussy clenching around him as breath was ragid and voice losing its stubborn tone. Muffled moans and whimpers were kept to a minimum (best he could) by biting down on his tongue. Drool running from the corners of his lips much like how his cunt did.

Nipples were so sensitive and a little swollen upon touch. It made him squirm. Did he have to go on about touching him there too?



'...d-don't...a-ah! M'...gonna...'

[antistarbucks]

"Do it." Hanekoma grinned, moving in to chomp on his neck harder, trying to make him make lots of loud noises. Shake the cafe with how loudly he moans is what Hanekoma wants of him.

"C'mon. I know you're better than this." Another slam, he feels himself get super close, and he knows he'll cum soon.

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Pussy couldn't help but twitch around him like crazy while walls squeezed around his dick as insides convulsed much like his body being pushed into an orgasm.

Any words were just bellowed babbling between the loud cry that shook from his neck with the added teeth that came down on the sweat stained skin. Nails scratched the edge of his seat as his body jerked and fidgeted feeling his core melt with Sanae's constant slamming of his dick hitting that sensitive spot over and over. He wasn't better in the least as his entire body overheated. Shit, his pussy felt so sore much like his thighs.

'N..ny..ah..AHHHH~!'

[antistarbucks]

It was insane how sensitive and tight Sho's pussy could be like this. Especially when he's so desperately in heat and to get plowed so hard, he melts. He's pretty sure Sho is melting right now from how hot this all is.

He slammed harder, feeling himself so nice and deep, he was pretty sure, he was about to cum and fill him up with so much cum, he'd burst.

His cock certainly felt like it was about to. He groaned, slamming in and out of him over and over again. "That's a better sound..."