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Tears

nsfwish/ Dacryphilia (arousal by tears) THANK YOU ANIKI FOR WRITING ME THIS LITTLE SHORT FIC ABOUT MONDOS HIDDEN KINK

He’d gone and done it again, Mondo stared down at the body below him as a bead of sweat dripped from his brow only to mingle with those of his boyfriend. At first the inevitable tears which fell from Kiyotaka’s face caused him worry, but now…he couldn’t help but feel almost entranced by them. Despite his initial feelings about how often his boyfriend cried, Mondo had quickly learned that tears were as natural as breathing or Kiyotaka; particularly during their more physical encounters with one another. In a way they were beautiful, a symbol of the overwhelming emotion that the other man felt for him, especially now that they had become so perfectly tangled in one other. “Kiyo…” The nickname was spoken as his tears continued to fall, and truthfully Mondo couldn’t help the surge of arousal which came with the sight of more liquid welling up in the corners of his eyes. While Kiyotaka was not a particularly attractive crier in any sense of the word, what he did convey served to spur the older man on in the heat of the moment. Anything to keep him overwhelmed as he was. There was a soft gasp as the prefect’s thighs were assaulted by hungry lips, teeth scraping against the hot skin there. A pale hand buried itself in two toned hair, encouraging Mondo to continue on with his deed, and an low growl answered him. “Fuck, d'ya know what ya do ta’ me when yer lookin’ at me that way?” The slurred question was muffled by skin, although he wasn’t exactly sure how he looked at the moment. Kiyotaka licked his lips before giving the most truthful answer he could muster at the moment. “I hadn’t meant to distract you, Kyoudal! However…as you know I am unable to control myself when we are in such compromising situations with each other–” And at that, Mondo had heard enough; raising himself back up to silence the other man with a firm kiss. They both sighed once they separated, that was if the guttural Mondo made in the back of his throat could be called such a thing. All he knew was that he wanted to see more—more of those tears Kiyotaka was so willing to give him—maybe he had some kind of sick fetish or something. Even as he took that first plunge, holding his hips tight as he slowly, yet roughly thrust into him. Brows knit tight, mouths hanging open as their joined movements became more desperate. And…in a move that felt like something out of one of his porno’s, Mondo couldn’t help but lean down, his tongue running along Kiyotaka’s cheek to catch the tears that were flowing so freely for him alone. Certainly, he didn’t know if he was fucked in the head, I there was something wrong with him at the end of the day. Yet, each droplet that fell from the corner of Kiyotaka’s eyes felt so right that he couldn’t contain himself. And as they both reached their climax in a strangled gasp of one another’s names, Mondo couldn’t help but wonder when he would be allowed to see them yet again

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After their first initial meeting, the next days following Mondo helped Kiyotaka move in all his stuff. It wasn’t much as his dorm room was probably smaller than their living room area so he didn’t mind at all. It wasn’t a lot of hard work and it was nice to catch up on all they had missed. Exams, foods, people-- though it seemed the biker had more of a social life since he’s been gone then Kiyotaka it was still nostalgic to listen to all the droned out boring individuals he’d come in contact to. His daily life and the things he had learned. And as the days went on and they turned to weeks it became clear that the two of them were still able to mesh well. There were a few mishaps here and there, small arguments but all together it was peaceful.

That was, until something had been brought up that had been coming for a long time. Oh yes, Mondo knew it was to be expected but he thought they would get a few blissful months alone before that happened. Lips twitching and head pounding the training teacher growled, fist slamming on the table. “Dammit Kiyo, can’t this fuckin’ wait or somethin’?! At least until after Christmas or some shit!” The question was some what of a surprise, here they were making out just enjoying their nice night when he had to bring up the fact that they had to tell his father about them. Takaaki, the bane of his existence.  The man who had sent him to jail more times than he could count on his fingers.

“Look, I’ll do anythin’, fuckin’ anythin’ if ya jus’ think this over fer a sec! I know ya want ‘em ‘ta know but...” It was a tough spot to be in, of course the detective deserved to know, Kiyotaka deserved to be able to get it off his chest to the person he loves even more than him. Yet he feared that once all was revealed, that they were dating, the older Ishimaru would make it so the two could no longer see one another. Takaaki hated him and he was not very fond of the police officer even though he sucked it up for his boyfriend. “Ya know he’ll never accept me, a-an’ what if he doesn’t accept you!? Ya know how old fashioned that stubborn bastard s’!”

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Spring had sprung, and with that, many pollinating plants. The school grounds echoed with sneezing , coughing, and sniffling, and it was keeping Mikan busy on her days of clinical study in the nurse’s office. The further into the season the days went, the more students there were coming to the office, either searching for ways to relieve their allergies or looking for a way out of classes. It was tiring, really, especially since Mikan was suffering from allergies as well. Her eyes were puffy and her nose was like a fountain at times. The current day was coming to a close however, and as the last student left to attend thier club, she sat on one of the beds and sighed in relief. Part of her wanted to lay down right there until she saw another studentstading outside the office. She thinks nothing of it at first, but the student, a male, is present for a while.

She makes her way to the door, opening it and poking her head out. “E-E-Excuse me....! But is there something I can help you with?”

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Casual Talk

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    His butt was only planted in his seat for roughly five minutes, but Takaaki was already being put at ease.  He didn’t need to worry about work for the rest of the day -- bliss.  And what’s more, Kiyotaka was home as well.  Takaaki couldn’t remember the last time the two were able to sit and talk with one another in this manner.  It was quaint, relaxing; he missed it.

    With the paper clutched in his hands, the officer nodded here and there in response to his son’s stories about classes.  Now that Kiyotaka’s made friends with his classmates ( finally, thank God, ) his demeanor seemed cheerier.  As there was a break in his son’s speech, Takaaki looked up over the top edge of the paper.  Peering over at the student with a contented grin, he let out his first question of the night.

    “How have your friends been lately?”

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Kiyotaka gasped, involuntarily arching into Mondo’s mouth and fingers. It had been too long, and he was still too good at this. It was as if they’d never separated in the first place, and each dip and curve were completely embedded in his lover’s memory. Honestly, he wasn’t sure about his own endurance, nor how he would be able to hold out through their physical reunion. Mondo had at least gotten some frustration out while he was away, however he’d been pent up himself. Never thinking twice about his own pleasure, unable to completely remember exactly how the other man would do things so perfectly. It simply wasn’t the same. 

Lips pressed into one another yet again, brushing and turning into a harder kiss the longer it lingered. A shaky breath wormed its way from his lungs, Kiyotaka’s arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him closer while he spoke. The soft words made him tighten his grip, the younger man leaning in to press a kiss against his temple. “Mondo-kun, I do not plan on doing such a thing…I must admit that it was a challenge for myself as well! It is still rather hard for me to connect with other people my own age–as foolish as it may seem–I feel as though I am more confident when you are here. As much as you do not like to admit it, you are kind, and you have done more for someone like me than anyone else can attest to!”

Kiyotaka moved to bring him in for another kiss, this one softer and more meaningful than even the first. He sighed, smiling before pushing more of his weight against the older man’s shoulders. It only took a moment for Kiyotaka to find himself on top of the larger man, a semi-nervous smile spreading across his lips. “If it is not too much trouble, I would like to attempt to pleasure you as well.”

It felt good to know that Kiyotaka needed him just as much as he needed Kiyotaka. His chest puffed up a bit in pride and he kissed the other back gently. It had been way to long his heart nearly sank thinking about the time lost between the two of them though he really can't keep looking at the past like this. Right now he was with the one he loved more than anything in this world and that was all he needed. "Good, that means yer mine. And yer gonna fuckin' stay mine." He bit the perfects ear before the other kissed him, then flipped him onto his back.

"E-Eh? Kiyo...?" His hands came to the ex-fuki's hips as the man smiled and said how he wanted to pleasure him. It took nearly a minute for that sentence to register in his head but when it did he burst into a million different shades of red. What was he suppose to say to a statement like that? Kiyotaka always worded things weirdly yet oddly sexual with the way it came out. Biting his lips Mondo stuttered out loudly. "Y-You don't gotta Kiyo! Especially wit how long s' been I can take care of ya!" He wanted the other to know there was no need. He could handle it.

Yet he knew kiyotaka wouldn't take no for an answer. So he swallowed his words, paused and looked back up to red eyes trying to be a bit more confident in his choice of words. "But... I mean, if ya wanna... I ain't gonna stop ya you know? So, dammit jus do what ya want!"

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@his-aniki [x] ...Perhaps it says something that he’s able to tell Ishimaru is crying even without his vision. Either that his other senses had improved, or he just knew his classmate well enough to assume his reaction to an incident like this. But such behavior was an overreaction, the luckster understood. Yes, it seemed that he had been struck blind, but for it to happen in such a quick flash gave Byakuya the belief it was only temporary. No need to react to it in anything but a calm and logical manner...

...He’ll have to hold onto that belief like a vice grip if he wanted to get anything done. He leans upon the stand of the button with his hand, keeping stable on the only landmark he knew for sure within the room as he replies to the hall monitor. “I would ask that you cease with such a dramatic vocabulary for the time being, and actually focus upon the actions you are speaking of. Because you certainly will not accomplish them through panicking. And of course the obvious location to lead me to would be the nurse’s office.”

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✶~The typically loud, boisterous Animal Breeder was strangely...humble as he approached the underclassman. His head was slightly bowed as he walked up to him, his usual swagger reduced to a mere shuffling of his feet. “Ishimaru-san?” he addressed the younger, voice soft. “Might I...ask something of you? I intend to reward you greatly should you accept this daunting task on my behalf. It appears even my wisdom has its limitations. I...” He stopped a moment before closing his eyes, shame washing over him in waves. “I am on the brink of failure for one of my courses and require a tutor...”

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his-aniki a réagi à votre billet “      “S-Seeing as my suspicions have b-been confirmed, th-that no one...”

"Fukawa-kun, I doubt my input means very much to you at all, but if it is company you are seeking, I am more than happy to offer myself! I know we are quite different, however having a companion can make life just a little more cheerful!"

     His enthusiasm is contagious to most people, but Fukawa is more startled by his loud voice than anything. She takes a quick step back, eyes wide with mild alarm. 

      “Aaaah, y-you startled me... Don’t sn-sneak up on me like that! And why’re y-y-you lying like that, huh? I know you w-w-wouldn’t want to spend t-time with someone like me. Someone stupid who sm-smells and has th-the ugliest face in Hope’s Peak-- I know you’re j-just trying to make fun of me!”

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his-aniki replied: "Komaeda-san! Please take care of yourself, or at least allow me to assist you in your time of need!"

Aw, I’m never not baffled with Ishimaru-kun’s kindness towards a worm like me! 

Thankfully, there’s no much you can do about the cold.

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It had been dark, really dark. He couldn’t quite remember what had happened besides the faint low call to his name which lured him out of his deep slumber. His vision came back blurred, unsteady and soon as if in hyper focus everything came into view at full blast. All the sounds, smells, colors-- every senses the body used flooded over him at top speed. Blood. Deep red liquid covered his hands and arms. Purple eyes gazed downwards. More flowed over his shoes and pants, the floor was drenched and the body that was the obvious victim laid still. “No, No fuck-- not again!” 

He shook his head, grabbing it in pain until he remembered that someone had called him. Looking back in horror he saw Kiyotaka standing there-- “S-Stay th’ fuck away!” He didn’t want to bring the other into this. Not after all the hard work he accomplished to change his temper. He still lost it. He was still weak.

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This guy was being absolutely ridiculous. She swore she had already been here for half an hour, and having to endure a lecture from an underclassman was embarrassing. She heard around the school that he wasn’t too well liked, and she could see why.

   ❝ W-Why  are  you  being so mean to me ?! All I did was drop a few       candy wrappers, I don’t understand why I have to get detention for       this !! This is harassment !! ❞

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          Kanji continued to glance slowly back and forth from Ishimaru sitting beside him and the view of the passing countryside as the out the train window. The mood had been rather bleak since they had left Ishimaru’s place. He knew why. His friend had warned him before they went, but Kanji really hadn’t expected Ishi-kun’s place to be as...rundown as it was. He was used to his friends not living in the nicest of places, living in the country, but compared to his city friend, Kanji practically lived in a palace!

          He grumbled as he crossed his arms and shut his eyes tight, frustrated. He had invited Ishimaru to come visit to make memories and have fun, not sulk and be ashamed of himself. What’s more, Kanji couldn’t stop worrying now about how Ishi would react when eh saw their family’s home. Would he feel jealous or as if Kanji was taking pity on him? The punk felt as though something needed to be said before the train arrived.

          “Hey...Ishi-kun...” he started. “Ya know there ain’t any reason for ya ta feel bad, right? I mean...I don’t care if you’re poor or nothin’ like that so don’t waste your time thinkin’ about that stuf! You’ll ruin the weekend.”

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his-aniki replied to your post “¶~“I…apologize for my absence. A listless god must never remain in one...”

"Tanaka-san, it is a pleasure to see you once again! I hope we will converse more upon your return!"

✶~“Likewise, Ishimaru-san! Why you might wish to bask in the presence of an unholy beast is unknown to me, but I will accept your company!”