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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      モブサイコ100_|_Mob_Psycho_100
  Relationship:
      Suzuki_Shou/Suzuki_Touichirou
  Character:
      Suzuki_Shou, Suzuki_Touichirou
  Additional Tags:
      Father/Son_Incest, Parent/Child_Incest, Incest, Explicit_Sexual_Content,
      Sex_Toys, Blindfolds, Anal_Fingering, Anal_Sex, Dubious_Consent
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-02-19 Words: 2238
****** Deceit ******
by CrimsonChocolate
Summary
     Touichirou finds out about Shou's late night activities.
Notes
     Please heed the tags before you proceed! If incest isn't your thing,
     I implore you to leave! Otherwise, please enjoy! <3
See the end of the work for more notes
Older, chapped lips captured Shou's as he was shoved roughly against a wall in
a dark alley, the cold brick making him shiver in his light cotton shirt. The
bitter taste of tobacco and alcohol flooded his mouth as the man plunged his
tongue into Shou's mouth. 
From the moment he spotted the drunken businessman with eyes nearly as blue as
his own, Shou had found what he was looking for. 
Close enough, he'd thought before approaching him with a confident sway of his
hips. He'd greeted him with a smile and a charm that won over most adults in a
matter of minutes.
Motioning for the man to stoop down, Shou had whispered, "How about we go
somewhere... more private?"
Now, large hands clumsily groped his young body. No, this wasn't what he
wanted; he wanted the movements to be slow and deliberate, teasing him in a way
that made his breath hitch. Shou sighed to himself. This isn't good enough.
A drop of water splashed against his cheek. Ah, Shou thought, the perfect
excuse to stop.
Shou pushed the man away, their lips separating with a pop.
"I'd better go," he said, "I forgot my umbrella."
The older man scrunched up his face in confusion. Then, he scoffed. "Fuckin'
tease," he slurred, his hands on either side of Shou, trapping him. He could
feel the man's breath on his face, nose wrinkling in disgust. 
"Move."
The businessman ignored him, in favour of trying to undo Shou's jeans.
The air around them suddenly went cold.
"I said, move."
With a click of Shou's fingers, the man found himself pinned to the opposite
wall, eyes widened in bewilderment.
He blinked once, and the boy was gone.
_
Shou wasn't expecting anyone to be there when he got home. So when he noticed a
black suitcase and shoes several sizes bigger than his own in the hallway, his
stomach flipped. His father must have returned from his trip overseas. He tried
going upstairs, footsteps purposefully light.
"Shou," a deep voice called.
He startled for a moment before collecting himself, stopping halfway. Turning
around, Shou saw his father standing at the bottom of the stairs.
"Pops," he greeted, sheepish at having been caught. 
Touichirou looked Shou up and down, eyes piercing, then he checked his watch.
"It's ten minutes past midnight. Where have you been?"
Shou scratched the back of his neck. "I was hanging out with friends," he lied,
meeting his father's gaze. He then wishes he hadn't, for he was struck with the
feeling that Touichirou could see right through him. Shou looked away,
expecting to be called out.
Instead, Touichirou dismissed him with a wave of his hand, and entered the
living room.
Shou exhaled as the tension finally left his body.
_
The next time Shou returned home late, he wasn't so lucky. As soon as he closed
the front door behind him, he came face to face with his father in the
hallway. 
Silence brewed between them, before Shou awkwardly broke it. "Pops?"
"What time do you call this?" the older man asked, voice low.
Shou swallowed. He wanted to run, but he knew he'd be caught, like a mouse in a
trap.
"I, uh, lost track of time. I was with-"
"Friends?" Touichirou finished. He leant down, and tilted Shou's chin up to
look at him. Suddenly, Shou felt dizzy, drunk on the close proximity. He
couldn't tear his eyes away from his father. Which is why his blood ran cold
when Touichirou's lips formed the following words.
"How dare you deceive me."
Shou was about to protest, but Touichirou interrupted him.
"I know all about your late night activities."
Eyes widening, Shou flinched away from his father.
"How the fuck-"
"I have my sources."
"You've been spying on me!" Shou spat.
Unaffected by Shou's rage, Touichirou stepped forward. Shou backed into a
wall. 
"Did I raise you to seduce older men in filthy alleyways?" Touichirou shot
back.
Shou laughed derisively. "Raise me? You're never around!"
Immediately, the older man had Shou pinned. He moved closer until there were
barely a couple inches between them. 
"Is that what this is about?" Touichirou asked quietly. Shou snorted.
"Do I not provide you with everything you need?" He raised a hand to his son's
face, cradling his jaw. Then, a thumb caressed his bottom lip. Shou shuddered
into the touch.
Touichirou leaned down, breath brushing Shou's ear. "I give you everything, and
you waste your time throwing yourself at other men. I'm disappointed in you,
Shou."
Then, his father released him, and walked away.
Shou's legs gave out from under him. It was only when he slid down into a
sitting position that he noticed the uncomfortable bulge in his jeans.
_
Since their confrontation, Shou became increasingly more defiant towards his
father. He'd started staying out late on school nights, and his grades began to
slip as a result. One evening, when Shou came home with a suspicious looking
bruise on his neck, Touichirou decided that enough was enough.
As soon as Shou pushed past him, Touichirou uttered the following words.
"This will not continue, Shou." 
A hollow laugh. "Then make it stop."
After he heard Shou shut his bedroom door, Touichirou returned to the living
room. He took out his phone, and dialled a number he was well acquainted with.
"Serizawa, I have another favour to ask of you."
_
The next evening, fifteen minutes after Shou left the house, Touichirou's phone
rang. He picked up immediately.
"Serizawa."
"Boss, I know your son's location. But he's with... an older guy." The man
cleared his throat nervously, and quietly added, "Again."
Touichirou made a mental note of where to go as he allowed Serizawa to
continue, before thanking him and hanging up.
_
"Hey, would you like to do something fun?" Shou asked, a coy smile playing at
his lips.
The man nodded eagerly. Shou didn't even know his name, but he winked at him
and beckoned the stranger to follow.
They were seconds away from reaching Shou's usual make-out spot when a voice
rang loud and clear from behind them. 
"I suggest that you step away from my son. Now."
Shou spun around, shock evident on his face.
"P-pops-"
Touichirou remained composed, but Shou could tell by the look in his eyes that
he was incensed.
Shou glared at him anyway. "And if I don't?"
"Then your 'friend' will regret ever having ventured outside tonight."
Instantly, the atmosphere felt suffocating. Dangerous.
Sighing, Shou turned to the man beside him. "You'd better leave."
The stranger didn't need to be told twice. With one last glance between Shou
and his father, he speedily made his exit.
Shou felt the flame of fury flicker inside of him.
"What the fuck was that?!"
Touichirou ignored him, and began to walk away. Reluctantly, Shou followed.
"So, what now? Are we going home to play happy families?" he sneered.
Touichirou spared a glance at his son. "No."
Shou stopped, confused. "What?"
"Put this on after you get in the car."
Handing Shou a blindfold, Touichirou continued to walk.
Narrowing his eyes, Shou caught up, "Why would I do that?"
"Are you in any position to defy me right now, after everything you've done?"
Touichirou countered.
Shou fell quiet.
A moment later, they reached the private hire vehicle, and got in. Having no
choice but to comply with his father's odd request, Shou put on the blindfold.
After a few minutes, the car came to a stop.
Shou felt incredibly vulnerable; he had no idea where his father had taken him,
and why. He felt himself being guided out of the backseat, and before he knew
it, he'd been ushered inside a building, a hand on his shoulder and a familiar
presence beside him.
Soon enough, they came to a stop, so it seemed that they'd reached their
destination; Touichirou's hand left Shou's shoulder.
After what seemed like an eternity, Shou heard his father speak.
"Strip."
Shou spluttered. "Wh-what?!"
Touichirou growled. "You heard me."
Heart thudding, Shou was about to remove the blindfold when Touichirou's voice
stopped him in his tracks.
"Don't even think about it," his father warned.
Hesitating slightly, Shou's hands shook as he removed his shoes and clothes
until he was wearing nothing but boxers. His fingers paused at the waistband.
"Take everything off."
Shou flinched, then stepped out of his boxers, revealing his small, half-hard
cock. His entire body felt like it was on fire. 
Then, he heard the door open and close again, followed by footsteps. Chills ran
down Shou's spine as his mind ran wild with possibilities. No, it couldn't be-
"My dear Super Five, higher echelon of Claw, please enjoy the show."
Feeling his eyes sting with humiliation, Shou tried to cover himself.
"Dad...why..." he asked, voice breaking.
"Two steps to your right, there's a bed. Get on it." 
Shou felt powerless as he lay back on the mattress, the familiar force of
telekinesis pinning him against the sheets. His legs spread against his will,
exposing himself for all to see. He was overwhelmed by the feeling of being
watched.
Tears began to soak Shou's blindfold.
Then, he felt something cold and slippery at his entrance. A finger, he
realised with a gasp.
"D-dad, stop!" Shou cried weakly. He'd been fantasising about this day, but not
like this.
His pleas went by ignored as a second finger was inserted, spreading him wide
open. By the time a third was added, Shou's hands were clutching at the sheets,
desperate.
Then, the fingers were gone, and Shou felt empty. But not for long, as a cold,
foreign object was pushed inside him. It began to vibrate, and Shou moaned.
"This is your punishment," Touichirou whispered, breath tickling his ear. Shou
shuddered as another vibration encircled his now fully hard cock. 
"F-fuck,"Shou swore, his body overcome with tremors. It felt so good, he could
no longer protest, wanting- no, needingthe pleasure to carry on.
Fingers brushed against his nipples, and Shou mewled, not expecting them to be
so sensitive beneath Touichirou's touch. He wriggled helplessly on the bed, the
multiple sensations overwhelming him. He wanted so desperately to come, but the
vibrating object at the base of his cock seemed to be stopping that from
happening.
Then, he heard the sound of a zipper, and just when Shou felt like his body
couldn't take any more stimulation, the vibrator was gone, and replaced with
something larger, something warm. He felt the bed dip with the extra weight,
and he moaned when he realised what it was, fingers curling into the back of
his father's shirt.
"Daddy," Shou whimpered, "Please move."
He heard a low chuckle, before Touichirou thrusted inside him, slow and deep.
Then, Shou felt a hot mouth crash against his, and it was perfect.
He nearly forgot his father's affirmation that they weren't alone, as he gasped
into Touichirou's mouth. Whether he was being watched or not, it didn't matter
anymore; his dad was right here,showering Shou in the attention he'd been
craving for months. And he was too weak to resist him.
Their lips parted, and Shou immediately missed having Touichirou's mouth on
his. 
"So eager, Shou. To think this is what you wanted all along." 
"Shut up and kiss me," Shou demanded. So Touichirou did, smirking slightly
against his son's mouth.
The thrusts became rougher, faster, making Shou's toes curl. His father's cock
managed to hit his prostate more times than he could count, leaving Shou
breathless. He was so close, but the cock ring kept him on edge. 
"Dad, please..." Shou panted.
"Please what?" 
"Ahhh, please let me come!" he whined, nails digging into Touichirou's back.
"Admit that you belong to me."
"I'm yours!" Shou cried out, blush riding high on his cheeks.
Then, the pressure around Shou's cock disappeared, and Shou came so hard he
felt like he was going to pass out. Touichirou continued to move, his thrusts
becoming more frantic, and moments later, Shou felt his father come inside him,
filling him with his seed.
As soon as he was finished, Touichirou pulled out, leaving Shou alone on the
bed. That was when everything came crashing down, what they had done; Shou
began to hyperventilate. We're being watched, we're not alone-
His blindfold was suddenly removed, Shou's eyes squinting as the light flooded
his sight. They seemed to be in a hotel room, obviously an expensive one if the
fancy decor and large bed was anything to go by - the room was huge. That was
when he realised; him and his father were the only ones in there.
"What, but you said... the door... the footsteps-" Shou's eyes darted around
the hotel suite, confused.
Touichirou lifted his phone out of his trouser pocket, with a recording playing
on the screen. The sound of a door opening and closing, followed by footsteps.
Shou felt like he was going to throw up.
"You- you tricked me..."
His father considered Shou's form, which was trembling at the revelation.
"I told you before, this is your punishment."
Upset turning to anger, Shou began to lash out. "You're sick... you're the
worst!"
Touichirou's eyes darkened. "It takes one to know one, Shou."
Silence. Then, a horrified whisper. 
"I let you fuck me-"
"And you'd let me again," Touichirou finished. 
Shou couldn't argue with that. And he hated himself for it.
End Notes
     I've actually had this idea for a while, and it was supposed to be
     for a Mobtwit exchange, but neither I or my partner actually
     delivered, so... *sweats*
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