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Klein holds the necklace up to the candlelight, the tiny black rhinoceros horn glinting innocuously in the lamplight. His intuition had told him to take his item in particular but not as to what it does, only that it will bring in a tide of good luck. Curiously, he fidgets it around a little bit more in the light — what kind of artifact is it? Surely, it can’t be too dangerous since Cynthia wore it around her neck. Although he has tried to divine its purpose, there is definitely interference. He unconsciously trembles as he recalls the Eternal Blazing Sun, his throat feeling dry just from the passing memory. Ah, it’s too much trouble. He ends up haphazardly tossing it on the table, tugs the blanket over him, and drifts off to sleep. He doesn’t notice the horn spilling out a powder that he haphazardly breathes in during his sleep.
Klein suddenly awakes from his dreams, panting and sweating heavily. Every time he blinks he could see the faintest image of that dream — the sensation, the visage, and the burning desire. Indeed, he understands that he has neglected some of his needs since he has transmigrated but to think that he would have such a dream… he looks down and realizes he was still erect, semen spilling out and causing stains.
“Mr. Azik…”
Klein covers his mouth in shame of the name he whispered but indeed…it was Mr. Azik that he dreamt of in such a manner. He had dreamt of Mr. Azik’s bronzed body that is rather well-built and sturdy, contrary to Azik’s scholarly air, holding him into a myriad of positions. From having his arms pulled from behind, having his legs spread from underneath by Mr. Azik’s arms to being fucked open up against a window, pounded in front of a mirror — Klein unintentionally spills a little bit more semen at the memory of his dream.
‘Mr. Azik definitely has experience in bed affairs…’ Klein’s mind traitorously whispers as Klein’s hand begins wandering down, slipping past the pajama pant’s band.
“Hah….”
‘Would he maintain his gentlemanly demeanor or would he be a teasing sadist?’
Klein bites down on his shirt to muffle his moans as his other hand moves towards his nipple. He rolls his nipple between his fingers, tugging at it brutally while his other hand vigorously pumps his cock. Yes…in his dream Mr. Azik has thoroughly left his marks everywhere, and if he closes his eyes, he can imagine Azik’s mouth suckling at his nipple, ruthlessly playing with it. And in the silence… he can imagine his husky voice, breathy against his ear.
‘So bright red…it must be happy to see me. Are you happy to see me, Klein?’
It’s not enough… Klein’s hand drifts from his drooling cock down lower to his hole, tentatively prodding. He flushes as he uses his own pre-cum to lube the entrance, letting out a low breathy moan. He readjusts his position to better reach, face down into the bed while loosening his hole.
‘See, doesn’t this feel good? Look at you so tight for me…you must really like me, right Klein?’
He curls his fingers roughly, letting out a surprised gasp but he still persists as if possessed by the carnal need. He can’t help but feel as if he needs something bigger… longer… hah….
“...Klein?”
‘Right, Klein?”
“I’m coming in.”
Azik Eggers is met with the sight of Klein sprawled out on the bed wantonly, an abnormal flush to his skin. Azik stills despite the situation — something is definitely wrong, his intuition warning him of something amiss with Klein’s condition. Azik critically eyes the scene in front of him before he gets a split second glimpse of Klein practically diving him to the floor, a hazy look in his eyes. Azik, who definitely has the strength to push him off, opts to instead gently push him away. Klein, who is definitely not himself, pouts a little.
“Mr. Azik, am I not to your preference? What is your preference? Do you like women instead?”
Azik watches as Klein’s features rapidly soften with his hair growing longer, his face becoming rounder. Although he knows he shouldn’t feel this way, his heart softens a little at the pitiful Klein who is attempting to curry favor.
“No, that’s not it, Klein—”
“Do you like them with a bigger chest? Or slender legs? Or do you prefer a more petite woman?”
Klein rapidly changes forms, his features becoming more and more obscure as his voice becomes more desperate in an attempt to cater to Azik’s tastes. Azik, who can’t bear to hear anymore, gently covers Klein’s mouth and his heart pangs. Klein is fine the way he is, there is no need for him to cater to anyone’s preference.
“It’s not a matter of preference — Klein, your state is abnormal. What was the last thing you interacted with?”
Klein gets a hold of himself temporarily, Azik’s words ringing clear in his mind like a clear spring that disperses the cloudy intent in his heart. However… his embarrassment becomes crystal clear as he reflects on what he has done in front of his respected teacher. He meekly gestures to the rhinoceros horn necklace on his nightstand and accepts Azik’s hand in getting up. As Azik strides over to the nightstand, Klein can’t help but scream internally.
F*ck, f*ck, I’ve made an utter fool of myself in front of him!!! I should’ve realized my own state was abnormal but instead I was caught up in the schemes of others…! Embarrassing… too embarrassing!!!!
Klein curses himself internally as Azik holds the rhinoceros horn necklace up to examination. Unbeknownst to him, Azik inhales a small amount of powder that had permeated the room. Azik, unable to accurately pinpoint what exactly is wrong with Klein, turns around to consult with Klein about the state of his being only to be aware of the circumstances a little. He embarrassedly looks away from Klein’s exposed state and shrugs off his coat, offering it to Klein. If his gaze lingered a little too long on Klein’s exposed nipples, his soft exposed abdomen, the thinness of his waist, then that is between him and him only.
“Ah, thank you…”
Klein sheepishly takes Azik’s coat and puts it on. Azik clears his throat, now more comfortable speaking in Klein’s presence. Klein, a little curious, sniffs the coat and finds he enjoys the scent immensely. Azik, against his will, notices this little action but is kind enough to grant Klein the dignity to not say anything, opting to only clear his throat.
“Can you describe to me your state of being?” Azik gazes intently at Klein, his eyes gentle and willing to hear him out. Klein who unconsciously grips the coat in a wave of heartfelt tenderness, acquiesces. Azik loosens his cravat, feeling as if it is rather kind of warm.
Klein fidgets with the edges of the coat, face flushed. Looking up to Azik coyly, Azik can’t help but feel that Klein is gazing at him with such an improper gaze and his mouth waters as he recalls expanses of soft skin.
“I feel like I’m burning up from need, wanting something to satiate my hunger. Azik… is there anything you can do to help with this abnormality?”
Azik, who is normally composed, is also a little affected by the aphrodisiac in the air and thus what is meant to be ‘I will find a cure’ turns into…
“Will I suffice?”
Klein’s flushed face and outstretched arms pulling him down into his bed says more than enough.
“In the first place, it’s only you I desire in this manner.” Klein shyly says and Azik who is hopelessly enamored by Klein, crashes his lips against his roughly. If it is everything Azik has ever dreamed of, then he keeps it to himself. All those nights that he swore never happened of pumping his cock shamefully to the thought of his student feels like a dream in comparison to the real thing.
Klein, who is inexperienced in bed affairs, doesn’t know how to reciprocate but he can tell that Mr. Azik is taking the lead and he is willing to let himself be tugged along. He complacently opens his mouth, letting Azik’s tongue dominate his mouth and letting himself indulge in this strange pleasure. Azik is aggressive, his tongue forcefully entangles Klein in its snare like a viper in wait — Klein could be convinced that Azik has definitely wished this moment to come before. Klein, engrossed in the teacher’s experienced tongue, experiences an embarrassing orgasm.
“Uwa…♡” Klein quietly utters out, his eyes glazed over from pleasure and legs trembling.
Azik can’t help but be a little stunned — is his student really a virgin or is this natural talent? Azik bites down roughly on Klein’s lip, his teeth leaving marks as he trails down to Klein’s bright red nipple. He doesn’t remove his coat from Klein but rather leans back and enjoys the view. Klein trembles with his mouth open, skin flushed red, his eyes distant with pleasure, and all while wrapped in Azik’s coat — Azik’s expression became pleased with his handiwork.
“Cute…”
Unexpectedly, Klein covers his face in embarrassment.
“D-Don’t say that… it's embarrassing… too embarrassing…”
Azik’s heart is overwhelmed by Klein’s cuteness — seriously, Azik can become addicted to that shy expression of Klein’s, and he nibbles on Klein’s nipple. Azik is rather generous and understanding, willing to develop Klein’s body. He bites down gently on Klein’s nipple, rolling it gently in his mouth. He looks up to see Klein’s expression who definitely seems to be enjoying the attention but Azik feels like he can definitely do better. His hand shifts downward, tugging roughly on the other nipple before gently assuaging it. Roughly treating one nipple and gently suckling on the other, Azik alternates between gentle and rough. Klein, who is still recovering from his previous climax, reaches into another orgasm from his abused red nipples that are covered in bite marks. Azik, overwhelmed with the need to bully, can’t help but voice his thoughts.
“You really are made for this.”
“Heuk..!♡ Mr. Azik is too mean…♡”
“Hah…? Can you blame me? Look at yourself, achieving orgasm so easily. Are you sure you’re a virgin or could it be that you’re naturally such a wanton person? Not every man can cum from just his chest afterall. How talented.”
How strange, Azik’s words are definitely mean-spirited and unkind but… Klein’s cock shamefully rises again and it doesn’t escape Azik’s notice. So this is Klein’s preference… Azik notes it down in the future as if bedding Klein again in the future was natural. He can only work hard and hope Klein is willing.
Azik trails down Klein’s abdomen, suckling and licking at the soft white expanses of skin. He only stops at the waistband before tugging it down with his teeth, looking up at Klein with unmistakable lust in his eyes like a starving lion. Klein is undoubtedly turned on by feeling so wanted by Azik, arching his back up.
Azik continues his ministrations, kissing Klein all over before Klein eventually pulls away from Azik… He knows he is definitely the complacent one between the two and the one without any experience but he refuses to one-sidedly receive!! He flips Azik over onto his back, straddling his respectable teacher.
“Mr. Azik, I’m not one to be comfortable with having you do all the work…”
The bold but clumsy Klein fumbles with Azik’s belt, undoing his pants and paws down Azik’s briefs. Klein can’t help but feel nervous — they’re both men but… why is he so much bigger?! Klein lampoons but, despite the daunting hefty monster in front of him, Klein’s mouth starts watering unconsciously at the idea of tasting Mr. Azik. Unwilling to back down, Klein gives a kittenish lick to the tip and tastes Azik’s precum. As if finding a flavor he really likes, Klein licks from the base up to the tip before finally stuffing Azik’s cock in his mouth as best as he can.
Azik, in exchange, is treated to the nice sight of two plush white steamed buns and he gets to work eating. Kneading and biting roughly, Klein whimpers with Azik’s cock in his mouth.
“Ouugh♡?!”
Klein moans out lewdly as Azik’s tongue circles his rim. Azik groans as Klein’s wet and warm mouth determinedly sucks on him timidly. Azik, after much preparation, dives his tongue in. Unwilling to be outdone and intent on making Azik’s cum first, the determined Klein will eat Azik’s entire penis today! If not, then his last name is not Moretti!!
He forcefully relaxes his throat, abusing the faceless ability, and attempts to sheathe Mr. Azik’s cock whole. By the end of it, Klein is unwilling to move and drooling from the sheer size of it. Even so… Klein really likes it as he vigorously gives his teacher a messy blowjob. Slowly drawing his mouth back from the cock, Klein immediately slams it to the back of his throat as he is unwilling to let Azik leave his mouth, moaning around his respectable teacher’s cock like a slutty bitch in heat. Azik groans — seriously, Klein has a talent for bed affairs. He should reward him as he unexpectedly bucks into Klein’s mouth, gagging Klein who spills tears from the unexpected thrust in his throat. He voraciously begins to poke and prod his tongue around, eating him roughly and passionately as if Klein was something delicious. In the end the person to give out first was…
“Mmmph?! ♡♡”
Azik groans as he thrusts deeper into Klein’s warm and welcoming throat, unloading semen into the unsuspecting kitten’s throat. Klein, who is caught off guard from the flood of Azik’s cum depositing in his mouth, could only choke and manage it to the best of his ability.
“?!?! Ah, Klein spit it out!”
Azik quickly sits up, patting Klein’s back. When Klein stops choking, Azik firmly grabs Klein’s face and forces his mouth open. The sight leaves him in shock. Saying that Klein has talent in bed affairs thrice is not enough… because to Azik’s surprise, Klein had swallowed all of it. His eyes unfortunately follow the lewd tongue that darts out, licking his mouth as if he sampled something delicious and it doesn’t help that Klein is still in Azik’s coat. Azik’s cock rises again with no problem, Klein is really vulnerable in a manner that attacks his heart. Azik pushes Klein back down on the bed, his cock rubbing against Klein’s hole. He probably did enough preparation — ah but what if Klein is too tired? He frets a little.
Klein, who is anxiously waiting for the teacher to continue, starts whining and rubbing himself against Azik’s cock with desperation. He throws his arms around Azik, kissing him desperately to convey his neediness. Azik, who intended to be slow and as gentle as possible out of consideration for Klein, sheathes himself in Klein in one thrust.
“A-Aah♡♡! Too big, it’s too big ♡♡…” Klein wails out with tears in his eyes. Azik kisses his tears away, cooing at his cute student. That gentle student of his that seemed to garner amiable relations is now enjoying rough sex and he is the one trampling all over his innocence. He really is a bad influence so now he can only see it through to the end.
“You say that but you’re the one tightly clinging onto me. Any tighter and I won’t be able to feel it down there anymore.” Azik says teasingly as he lazily gently thrust into Klein. It is true, he can’t help but groan as Klein’s walls tightly massage around him. The inviting warmth of Klein could easily rival that of a top courtesan. He kisses Klein passionately, biting on his lip, and Klein’s moans end up being devoured too but he loves it…he really loves it.
“Mmph♡! Azik…hah…Azik ♡!” Klein moans out between messy kisses as Azik continues thrusting in him like crazy. Too good… it feels too good! Azik’s hand grabbing at his waist hard enough to bruise, the sensual kisses he generously lathers Klein with, the scent of Azik all around him, the cock that is opening up his insides — too good! The pressure builds up in Klein until..!
“A-Ah♡♡!”
Klein twitches on Azik’s cock and what is supposed to be semen, comes to be clear fluid. Really, what an amazing talent Klein has to be able to squirt. Azik briefly marvels at Klein but never ceasing his thrusting, driving Klein to even more tears as he is fucked through his embarrassment.
“Don’t look!!♡♡”
Klein, who is briefly unable to think properly, can only feel sheer embarrassment, thinking he was incontinent instead. Covering himself shamefully, Klein really can’t handle being looked at now. Azik, who can only be fond, kisses his tears away and gently pries his hand off his face. Klein is immediately attacked with the visage of his gentle professor kissing the back of his hand, clutching it in his own.
"Speaking of which, Klein, you have the ability to transform your own body, correct?"
...? Klein begins to feel a sense of dread pooling in his stomach. Azik’s warm hands drift downwards on Klein's body, his fingers resting under him as he leans into Klein's ear.
"How about it? Aren’t you curious about a different kind of pleasure? You can definitely do it. You are capable, I know."
Azik's cock roughly pushes deeper into Klein and the latter lets out a loud obscene moan, Azik’s hand sinking down to press down on his abdomen.
"If you do, I'll fuck into your uterus, opening it up and ruining it forever. I'll hold you down and make sure you are unable to escape.”
Klein's mind becomes dizzy... If he does, he'll definitely become irreversibly crazy. If he does, he can't go back after knowing such a crazy kind of pleasure. If he does… Klein's cock spurts out a weak stream of liquid.
"..can't… I really can't, Azik..."
"You can do it. I believe in you Klein.”
Klein shyly hides his face from Azik as he begins to focus his efforts downwards and slowly, he begins to unfurl like a peony in bloom.
"Good job, Klein."
Klein flushes at the barest bit of praise before being grabbed by his hips and Azik’s cock slides out slowly. Klein whines pitifully at the emptiness, unconsciously swaying his hips, and Azik feels overwhelmingly fond of the young man. Azik can’t help but feel like an old lecher the way he obsesses over Klein – expanses of soft skin, the lewd curve of his neck, the subtle scent of leather, the flush of his neck, the way his eyelashes fan out, the way his Adam’s apple bobs, the way he calls out his name so sweetly, the way he seems to relish in the heaty pleasure, the way Klein smiles at him, the way Klein relies on him, the way Klein seems to care for him sincerely, the way Klein is righteous without fault, the way Klein reminds him of humanity, the way…
Azik stills as he comes to a single conclusion — he really likes Klein.
Klein, who is very pitiful, throws his arms around Mr. Azik's neck, rubbing against Mr. Azik’s neck coquettishly.
Azik can’t help it; Klein is too lovable. So Azik slams straight into Klein’s newly developed hole.
“Uwo..?!♡”
Azik smiles gently as he watches Klein’s eyes roll up, his warm walls tightly clenching around Azik.
“A-Azik! Too much♡!”
“You can take this much, you’re definitely able to.”
Azik pounds the pitiful Klein into the sheets, bed creaking from exertion. The strength of a Death Consul is no joke; Klein really feels like he can die from pleasure. Every thrust seems to go straight to that building pressure, the slapping of flesh directly echoing in his mind — in that moment, he can only see his teacher that is intent on chasing pleasure with him. Klein grabs onto the silken sheets in desperation, sweat clinging to him like the cloying sweetness of Azik.
“M-Mercy! A-Ah, slow down, slow down please ♡♡!!”
“You want me to slow down but look at how much you’re enjoying it. You’re practically made to take cock, Klein.”
“No– Ngh♡! Not true♡♡…”
“You say that but you won’t let go of me. Don’t be ashamed of it Klein, you look so adorable so you should just accept it.”
Klein’s mind is going haywire from pleasure so whatever Azik says… it has to be right surely.
“Ngoh♡! Azik’s cock…Azik’s cock is best♡♡! Hah…”
Azik’s heart is pierced again over and over by his cute student who seems to be like a kitten drowning in pleasure selfishly. With one final thrust, Azik spills into Klein who ends up squirting once more from the warm pleasure.
Klein melts into the sheets from exhaustion, blissing out. Azik pecks his head gently, scooping Klein up unexpectedly in his arms.
“Azik…I really can’t do another round… I’ll die… seriously.” Klein mutters, exhausted.
“Don’t worry Klein, leave it to me.”
Azik, who loves being dependable, draws up a warm bath and lays Klein in it. Lathering his hands in shampoo, he washes Klein’s hair and skin with diligence and tenderness. After patting Klein dry and drying his hair, he gently lays him to rest. Klein, who is still bordering on the edge of dreams, pulls Azik down to lie down in bed with him. Azik, who has enough strength to fend off the sleepy cat attack, tugs the sheets over both of them.
“Goodnight…”
Azik pulls Klein into his embrace and drifts off to slumber, dreaming of black hair and black eyes in sunlight. Let tomorrow come, he knows now where he has to be.
“...so it was the effect of an artifact that amplified carnal desires that lasted for 30 minutes?” Klein lampoons.
“Yes.”
The sober Klein puts his face in his hands miserably hunched over the bed while Azik looks quite pleased with himself like a cat who got the cream whilst sipping his tea. They both knew that 30 minutes expired a long time ago during their bed activities.
“Sugar in yours?”
“...yes.”
As Klein reaches over to accept the cup, pain strikes his lower back in a sudden jolt. F*ck! In an instance, Azik was at his side doting on him. Klein can’t help but cling onto him, playing coy — an older gentleman is really the best. May as well make the most of the situation! Azik, meticulously catering to Klein, can't help but think Klein is adorable for wanting to be pampered.