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works/10500288.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      モブサイコ100_|_Mob_Psycho_100
  Relationship:
      Kageyama_Ritsu/Suzuki_Shou
  Character:
      Suzuki_Shou, Kageyama_Ritsu
  Additional Tags:
      Underage_Rape/Non-con, Crossdressing, Stalking, Obsession, Frottage,
      Forced_Frottage, Forced_Orgasm
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-03-30 Words: 1505
****** A Do Not Miss Event! ******
by GraveThrones
Summary
     Shou finds out Ritsu is working at his school's maid cafe and
     absolutely has to steal him away from it.
Notes
     i'm sorry i don't know how to proof read, the editing was half assed
     so there's probably mistakes everywhere.
Ritsu was shoved into a quiet corner of his school as far away from everyone
else as possible, with his head bowed and his shoulders tensely shrugged
forward. Shou knew there was no way he could miss this. Ritsu? In a maid cafe?
He would have sawed off his own arms to see this. Ritsu pressed his balled
hands against the joined walls behind him, his were as wide as moons and he
stared at the feet in front of his. He hated those ugly sneakers. He flinched
as one of Shou's hands was slammed on the wall a bit to the left of his head,
staying there as Shou leaned in and hovered over him.
Shou was unusually quiet, putting Ritsu on edge. He wasn't used to silence from
Shou and it made him sweat. He wanted to stop thinking about how hungrily Shou
was studying him, he wanted anything to distract him from the feeling of Shou's
icy carnal stare. It was disturbing how much space Shou seemed to take up and
how he could make Ritsu feel so small. He seemed to be the only thing Ritsu
could feel around him.
Ritsu curled in on himself a bit as Shou's free hand ardently made it's way up
his skirt. His hands pressed harder into the walls as he turned his burning
face to the side slightly, gritting his teeth and pinning his eyes closed. Shou
ran his hand up the out side of Ritsu's thigh, a palatable smile forming on his
eager face, and came all the way up to rest at his waist for a moment. Shou
wanted to feel his skin, the warmth and softness, how it was so pliable in his
hand. He didn't get caught up marveling, however, and soon brought both hands
under Ritsu's skirt to pull his boxers down with a rough tug. He shoved them to
about Ritsu's knees, paying no mind where they ended up after that point, and
ran his hands a little more slowly back up Ritsu's thighs and to his hips.
Ritsu shot a hand up to cover his mouth, standing up a bit straighter so he
could press back into the corner as hard as he could. The last shred of dignity
he had tried to keep through this entire humiliating day had just been dropped
to the floor leaving nothing between his electrified skin and Shou's hot hands.
His breathing was coming faster and faster the more he felt he was drowning in
Shou; he was dizzy and lost and couldn't move and Shou was the reason for all
of it. Shou grabbed Ritsu's hips and guided him firmly to stand against one of
the walls instead of squished in the corner, pressing up to Ritsu as soon as he
was still again. They're bodies were so close now and Shou's hands were
roaming, exploring his thighs and hips and ass.
Tears finally slipped through Ritsu's closed eyes as he felt Shou nudge his
legs apart. He took in a sharp breath and covered his whole face when Shou
began rubbing his inner thighs. Ritsu just stood there, crying silent tears
behind shaking hands and wishing he didn't feel Shou's overly enthusiastic
hands all over him.
Then, so suddenly, Shou moved his hands to Ritsu's cock, touching it and
stroking it, tempting him to react to him. Ritsu whimpered and dug his nails
into his face, shivers running over all of his body at Shou's relentless hands.
That boy really had to have everything his way, didn't he? Ritsu wiped a
waterfall of tears from his face only to have them replaced almost immediately.
His crying was still soft, gentle sniffs between long breaks of holding his
breath until he felt like he would pass out, but the silence was starting to
get to him and he swore he could hear Shou's heartbeat over his own so he
thought crying a tiny bit louder might not be such a bad thing.
Fiery passion pulsed through Shou's veins like magma making it's way through
volcanic vents. He could feel his own energy on the verge of erupting, but he
wanted so badly to memorize the feel of Ritsu's skin and how it felt succumbing
to him. He thought about it all the time, he wanted to touch it all the time,
he had to make this last so he could really cement it in his mind. Nonetheless,
Shou hastily yanked Ritsu's hands down from his face and shoved the hem of the
dress into them. Ritsu's red, watery eyes popped open for a moment to look down
at the dress in his hands, surprise and confusion playing on his face for the
briefest of seconds. Before Ritsu could comprehend what was happening Shou
pulled his hands and dress up to fully reveal him, eliciting a horrified
expression from Ritsu before he buried his face in the dress skirt and tried a
lot less to hide his crying. Shou didn't mind, or rather, Shou hardly noticed
as he was far too busy ogling Ritsu's cute, trembling legs to care about
anything else much higher than that.
Shou's hands returned to stroking Ritsu's half hard cock, looking down between
them he couldn't help but huff happily at how good the progress he made so far
looked. He couldn't keep his hands in check, he wanted to do everything to
Ritsu all at once. One hand alternated between squeezing and rubbing the head
to jerking the entire shaft, while the other tried to focus on massaging his
balls but continually got distracted with feeling up his tight thighs and two
handed pumping him.
It felt amazing having Ritsu at his mercy like this, making him endure so much
pleasure mingled with so much embarrassment. Shou couldn't help himself
anymore, thinking about how he had Ritsu in the palm of his hand was driving
him insane. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing dick,
immediately pushing it right up against Ritsu's, whose sobbing hitched and made
him cough a bit into the dress fabric. Shou held them together with one hand
and began jerking them off together with the other. He explored what they felt
like close like this, found how easy to was for fingers on one shaft to wind up
on the other, felt how hot they were when rubbing together.
With a deep, labored breath Ritsu continued steadily crying into the already
very damp dress balled up in front of his face. He shook his head lightly when
Shou slipped a hand around his lower back and gently positioned his hips more
forward. Shou wrapped both hands around their cocks, kept them mercilessly
pressed together as he ground his hips into Ritsu's fervently. He stared down
at their members gliding hot and slick between his hands, panting like a
pleased dog at how well they fit together, how well they felt together. Ritsu
shuddered at the damp and sticky feeling down below, vaguely relating it to the
tears and snot all over the dress he was smashing into his face. The only
difference was down below felt much, much more sickening.
Shou pumped his hands along with his thrusting, pointedly leaning into Ritsu's
hips as much as possible with every thrust, squeezing the heads of their cocks
together purposefully and hurriedly. His eyes were half lidded but still
earnestly set on their cocks, watching to make sure he wouldn't miss a second
of making Ritsu cum. Shou's breath hung on his lips when he heard the crying
faulted, he heard it lined with something similar enough to a moan to make him
gasp and buck. One of his hands darted down to grip at both their balls, the
other rubbed and twisted the tips of their dicks, and as Shou's hips closed the
gap between them he heard something that pushed him over the edge.
"Shou, please--!" One of Ritsu's hands grabbed Shou's shoulder as he came, the
remaining hand holding the dress only enough to keep the lower half of his face
covered. When Shou saw the eyes squeezed shut and the furrowed brows Ritsu's
cute face had when he made him cum, he was cumming with him. He kissed the back
of the hand Ritsu had clasped against his mouth, still keeping in sobs and
whimpers.
When they were done Shou stepped back, breathing heavily and smiling at the
floor he tucked himself away and zipped up his pants. He looked up at Ritsu
with the satisfied smile of a conqueror. Ritsu just stood there. He let the
ruined dress fall around his weak legs, felt it rub against the mixture of his
and Shou's cum on his body, and kept his tear stricken face turned to the floor
with empty eyes.
Shou turned to walk off, looking through the school's big windows at the
beautiful sky. He whistled as he made his way out, disappearing completely
after a certain distance. Ritsu decided to go home early.
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