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Saiki knew it was a terrible decision to become a girl, in front of Toritsuka no less. The horny teenage boy completely disregarded the fact it was still Saiki, a boy, a man, a male homo sapien. So, when Toritsuka asks, "Are those boobs real?" Saiki was not surprised. Not willing to entertain his question, he ignored him and walked away. "Ah-" Toritsuka called after, running after the briskly paced Saiki, "it's a serious question!""A question that won't be answered," Saiki said with such finality in his tone, in an attempt to shake the purple-haired boy off of him. Toritsuka, ever dense, didn't get the hint that Saiki wanted nothing from him, and kept following him. His pestering stuck along with Saiki until he decided he had enough. Teleporting into his house, he sighed, before transforming back into a man. His phone pinged with texts from a certain nuisance."Good grief, what does he want now," he opened his phone, not amused. reita >~<!!: so...reita >~<!!: question still standsme: im blocking your numberreita >~<!!: noo!!!
read 7:34 pm
When Saiki walked into his class, he already knew Toritsuka was at his desk. Setting his backpack down, and sitting in his chair, he stared straight ahead. Toritsuka, who's eagerly looking at Saiki, stood in front of him. "Hey Saiki!" He waved, with a smile that Saiki damns. "What do you want?" Saiki asked, looking up at the boy.Toritsuka fiddled with his hands. "Oh..." He started, "you know..." Saiki did know. He glared at him, as Toritsuka looked back with hope in his eyes."I told you," Saiki said, exasperated, "you aren't going to figure out the answer to that question." Toritsuka cries, "Why not!" His loud expression beckoned the attention of Nendou."Oi, pal!" Nendou waved at Saiki. He wanted to bury his head into his hands. Great, two idiots, Saiki thought to himself, wonder when the third one will show up. At the moment, Kaidou bursted into the room, running towards Saiki."You won't believe this!" He was holding one of his journals as he hurriedly flipped through the pages. Kaidou was right, Saiki wasn't going to believe it. "I found out the Dark Reunion's hidden lair," His eyes lit up as he showed the map to Saiki, "look-"Toritsuka cleared his throat, effectively interrupting Kaidou, "Excuse me, Saiki and I were having a deep conversation-""No we weren't.""Before you two butted in." Kaidou huffed, "But the Dark Reunion-""Blah blah," Toritsuka pushed Kaidou away. The white-haired boy sat down at his seat, mulling over his journal, while Nendou wandered off. Probably finding something stupid to do. Not probably, definitely, Saiki corrected himself. Toritsuka pulled the nearest chair up to Saiki's desk. "So, Saiki," He drawled out the syllables, annoying Saiki to no end."Shut up."The bell rung, which forced Toritsuka to leave to his own classroom. Saiki felt a split second of bliss with the absence of him, before Nendou filled his spot."Hey pal!" Finally reaching his house and entering his bedroom, Saiki fell down onto his bed to take a nap. If only that was what happened, because during his nap, Saiki had a precognitive dream. The dream entailed Toritsuka's temple going up in flames. Begrudgingly, he took it upon himself to make sure that Toritsuka's temple evidently does not go in flames. "Good grief, I wonder what stupid thing happened for that to happen," Saiki complained, "but, I guess, if it is to save Toritsuka. I mean." Saiki stopped to contemplate the effects of the temple being on fire, "if a certain purple-haired medium did die, that'd save me so much hassle." Saiki's morals was the only thing keeping him from laying back down to take another nap.Teleporting to Toritsuka, he was met with a sight he was not expecting.Toritsuka was currently inside a secluded room at the temple, with his hands down his pants. Staring in horror at Saiki, as Saiki stared back in horror."What the fuck?" Toritsuka yelled, scrambling to make himself look decent. A blush painted his face, immediately flooding his cheeks and neck with red. Saiki could only flush back, shocked. "I-" Saiki stuttered, "I-I'm sorry, I'll... I'll just hurry up." He slid the door open to extinguish the lantern sitting haphazardly outside the room. A voice coming from the room called for Saiki. Already knowing what Toritsuka was about to suggest, he decided to transform right there and then. This was not before reprimanding him through telepathy about how much of a perv he was. Entering the room, Saiki switched over to his female form. "For your information, consider this as my apology," Saiki prefaced as he walked into the room, "this is a one time deal." Toritsuka gaped at the pink-haired boy, his legs spread, as Saiki settled inbetween them. "Wait- does this mean-""Yes, this does mean your question gets answered," Saiki sighed out, before letting his hands run up Toritsuka's arms. He let out a shout of victory, before Saiki decided to shut him up with a kiss. Toritsuka's mind was running thousands of miles, as he awkwardly let Saiki take over. Saiki heard the thoughts in his mind, nearly snorting when he heard him think that he must have died and reached heaven if one of the hottest girls he's seen is touching him."I'm not a girl," Saiki corrects after mouthing Toritsuka's jawline. "You're a girl for now," Toritsuka says, mostly as a way to validate that everything going on is still perfectly straight. No homo, Toritsuka isn't gay, yeah, most definitely. Deciding to finally move, Toritsuka takes Saiki by his chin, which was noticeably smaller. Saiki's dilated pupils met Toritsuka's, and he took this time to appreciate how delicate Saiki looked as a girl. "God, you're so hot," Toritsuka growled out, before aggressively bringing Saiki to his lips. Their teeth clacked at the harsh clash, but Saiki took this as an opportunity to sprawl over Toritsuka's lap, softly grinding down. He pressed his chest against Toritsuka's, bringing his mouth to his ear.Saiki whispers, breath hot on his skin, "Now tell me, do my boobs feel fake now?" It took all of his willpower to not groan out as Saiki smiled. Being considerably shorter, Saiki was able to easily reach Toirtsuka's neck, sucking hard on the tender skin. Toritsuka brought his hands under Saiki's shirt, playing with his breasts. When his thumbs brush past Saiki's nipples, Saiki decided his shirt must come off. Taking his mouth out of its spot under Toritsuka's jaw, he pulled his shirt off, throwing it without a care onto the floor. His breasts were exposed, the cold air making his nipples harden. Toritsuka's eyes were stuck staring at his chest. Saiki clicks his tongue, "Come on, less staring, and do something. Don't you want your question answered?" Toritsuka dumbly nodded, as he laid Saiki down on the floor. He straddled the side of Saiki's thighs, so he had full reign over his body. "God, this is crazy," he whispered to himself, as Saiki listened to the thoughts in his mind. He smiled after hearing Toritsuka's confusion at what to do next due to inexperience. "Should I be honored that I'm your first?" Saiki asks, tilting his head, "or should I be disappointed that you're at a lost." He propped himself on his elbows, beckoning Toritsuka to lean down. "Here, I'll help you." Saiki took Toritsuka's hand and placed it on his breast, "Now, do whatever." That was all the guidance Saiki gave Toritsuka before laying back down, the floor cooling his back. Toritsuka leaned along with him, resulting in his hand squishing his breast. "Ow," Saiki groaned, "move your hand, idiot.""Ah- sorry, sorry," Toritsuka bowed his head, his hair falling and tickling Saiki's chest. Saiki takes this as a chance to press Toritsuka's face onto his breasts. "You should know what to do!" Saiki complained, "or have those porn magazines done nothing for you!" Moving his leg to kick Toritsuka's leg was the encouragement he needed to take one of Saiki's breast into his mouth. Saiki moaned at the warmth of his mouth, his tongue licking along his nipple. "Finally, you can move after all," Saiki ran his hand through Toritsuka's hair, as he basked in the pleasure of having his nipple tongued with. Toritsuka was incredibly hard at this point, with his right hand playing with Saiki's breast, and his mouth occupied with the other one. It didn't help that he was already hard from the get-go, with Saiki interrupting his session after all. He allows himself to enjoy the taste of skin as he sucked on Saiki's nipple, reveling the quiet gasps escaping from the man under him. His tongue flicked the harden bud with every rotation of suck, then lick he fallen into. Saiki's grip on his hair tightened, and Toritsuka felt himself twitch. Feeling impossibly hard, his mouth leaves Saiki's breast with an audible pop! "What's the matter?" Saiki asked, looking up at Toritsuka, as he hovered over Saiki. Fully digesting the sight of each other, they fell into a breathless silence. Toritsuka let his eyes drink the sight of a pink-faced Saiki. He noticed the feminine changes in his face. Other than the obvious light pink-hair, he appreciates the sight of a soften jawline, rounded cheek bones, and fuller lips. Saiki had very little time to react before the man above him dove down to attack his lips. He matched the aggressive pace Toritsuka placed. The purple-haired boy grinding heavily on Saiki's thigh. Saiki's hand trailed under Toritsuka's button up, popping the buttons off. Toritsuka complained about how much of a pain it'd be to pick up the scattered buttons. Although, his protests silenced when Saiki caressed his torso. With his shirt opened, Toritsuka brought it upon himself to slide it off. Unwilling to waste time, Saiki's nimble fingers unbuttoned his pants as well. Toritsuka struggled at kicking off his pants, but once they were off, Saiki flipped their positions.Now on top, Saiki allowed himself to sit directly on top of Toritsuka's clothed erection. "Oh my god-" Toritsuka moaned, finally feeling contact, "I want you to know that I won't last long.""Oh shut up, you little virgin," Saiki rolled his eyes, "I haven't even done anything." Saiki scooted over, and pulled down Toritsuka's boxers. His erection standing proudly. Saiki wouldn't ever admit to this, but Toritsuka was big. Bigger than Saiki has seen before, but that isn't saying much as Saiki has only fucked one other person other than Toritsuka. Still, the size of Toritsuka was large to make him hesitant to put this thing inside of him. Toritsuka noticed Saiki's brief pause. "Is there a problem?" He asked, genuinely confused at what Saiki stopped for. "No, no, just-" Saiki remebered, "do you have any condoms? Lube?" He already knew the answer was yes. Toritsuka kept it in the drawer, a bold move, since the temple was open to everyone. He knew this since Toritsuka was thinking about bringing it up before. "Ah! Yeah," Toritsuka moved, but was stopped by Saiki, who got up instead of him. Walking over to the drawer, purposefully swinging his hips, he knew Toritsuka was staring at his thighs. His skirt- which rode up- exposed his upper thighs, and he knew Toritsuka was enjoying the panties tease with the occasional swish of his skirt.Saiki brought back the bottle of lube and condom as he gracefully lowered himself back onto his lap. His skirt covered Toritsuka's dick, and a prominent outline of it was able to be seen through the fabric. Scooting back so that his skirt doesn't obstruct his view of Toritsuka's erection, he poured lube into his hand. Using pyrokinesis, he warmed up the lube, and wrapped his hand around his dick. Toritsuka gasped at the warmth and squeeze of Saiki's hand. Starting to move his hand up and down, Saiki twisted his wrists, taking in Toritsuka's reactions. He could easily tell what he liked, and what he wanted from Saiki. When he dug the pad of his thumb into his tip, Toritsuka cried out. "Holy shit- I'm so close, please, don't-" Toritsuka grasped at Saiki's wrist, making him stop."So close already?" Saiki smirked down at him, "Hmm, I know what you want, don't worry." He wasn't planning on making Toritsuka come before making use of the condom anyways. Saiki stood up to make a show of him taking off his panties, but kept his skirt on. Toritsuka never realized he had such a skirt kink, but he's glad that he knew now. When Saiki sat back down, Toritsuka felt his wetness on his thigh, and if he could have been more hard, he would've. Saiki opened the bottle of lube again to pour it over his own fingers. Moving his covered fingers next to his entrance, he pushed in. Feeling the walls of his vagina squeeze over his digits, he gasped. He fell over, facing Toritsuka, as his ass was high up in the air. They kept eye contact with each other as Saiki moved two of his fingers in and out of him. Wet sounds filled the room, the squelching made Toritsuka blush, although at this point, he had nothing to be embarassed for. With a final thrust of his fingers, Saiki decides he's prepared enough. He rips open the condom packet, rolling the condom onto Toritsuka. Inhaling, Saiki hovered over Toritsuka's erection, before sinking down onto it. His skirt swirled about. Toritsuka had to use every bit of his willpower to come right then and there. The overwhelming heat from Saiki, along with his walls fluttering on him. "Oh my god, Saiki," Toritsuka resorted to vocalizing his pleasure, "God, your pussy is so tight." Saiki took that was encouragement, as he was fully seated on his dick. The two sat still for a good minute, Saiki was trying to get adjusted, while Toritsuka was channeling his self-control to not spill over every subtle move. When Saiki felt confident enough, he started moving up and down. It started as a slow rock at first, until Saiki was fully bouncing down on Toritsuka. His skirt fanned out with every fall down. Saiki breathed out moans, while the boy under him had abandoned all constraints. The moans and cries coming from Toritsuka had Saiki feel his stomach stir. The high pitched moans and gasps that only raised in pitch the longer Saiki went on nearly had him gone. Wanting to keep himself lasting longer, he started to kiss the other as an attempt to shut up the heavenly noises coming from the purple-haired boy. "Keep moaning like a little bitch," Saiki groaned out, "you're going to have me cumming." Toritsuka laughed, albeit breathlessly, "Isn't that the point?"Saiki nipped at his ear, "The point is to have you cumming." He pulled on his hair, knowing that would have him back to moaning. There was very little warning when Toritsuka spilled into the condom. Saiki only knew due to the pleasure emitting from Toritsuka, tainting his own mind. The drawn out moan that escaped his mouth was all Saiki had to hear before he felt his orgasm hit him in truckloads. His bounces lessen in intensity and frequency, until it was just the two of them, laying down together with the twirling of Saiki's hips. Toritsuka started to groan out of over-sensitivity. He patted Saiki's side, whining, "Get off of me, I can't take it." Saiki was laying on top of him, exhausted and sweaty. The dregs of arousal and pleasure left their bodies. Saiki clicked his tongue in response, before Toritsuka slipped out of him. Using telekinesis, he took the dirtied condom, tied it up, and threw it into the trash bin. "You better thank me for that," Saiki demanded, "You don't know how hard it was to control my strength. You could've died, hope you know."Toritsuka stuck his tongue out at Saiki, "Well, I didn't die! So, suck it!""Hmm, maybe next time."Saiki's response had Toritsuka spluttering. At a lost for words, he resorted to mumbling. "B-but I thought you said..." He whispered to himself, tripping up on his own words. "I did say it was a one time thing," Saiki nodded, "I'm not turning into a girl for your own perverse pleasures.""Wha-?" Toritsuka exclaimed, "Are you saying you didn't like it?" Saiki went back to his monotone voice, as he got up, "Oh no, I loved it. But, I'm only turning into a girl when I say so. I told you this was my apology to you, something I felt obligated to do." He transformed back into a boy, his skirt becoming pants again. "Oh," Toritsuka sullenly said, "So, if you weren't obligated, you would do it again?" Saiki merely nodded, as he picked up his shirt from the ground. Toritsuka was still laying down on the floor, naked. "Great!" He shouted, happily, "because I want you to know that I'd-""Totally do it all over again," Saiki finished for him, "Don't worry, I knew that from the beginning." Throwing Toritsuka his clothes, he teleported out, leaving him alone. reita >~<!!: how could you leave a virgin pure like me alone like that ;;!!
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"So Kaidou, I had a totally amazing lay yesterday.""No way anyone would touch... you.""Says the one with eighth- Oh hey, Saiki." "Hey, Saiki!"Saiki ignored their greetings, and sat down at his desk. "Hey pal! How about after school we get some ramen?"Internally, Saiki was banging his head on a wall. The headbanging increased with the sleazy look Toritsuka sent his way.