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Accompanied by the familiar ringtone, the screen of Fushiguro’s smartphone lights up. It’s a reminder from the app of XX Airlines meaning that the plane Fushiguro followed has just successfully landed. He opens the chatting app intending to write something to that cute tiger avatar, but decides to lock the smartphone, leave it aside, and lie back into the bed after a few seconds of hesitation.
About ten minutes later, he finally hears the unique ringtone increasing the volume. A slim and tender hand reaches out and picks up the phone within a second: “Hello? Itadori? You have just landed, right? Are you tired? Should I prepare something for you to eat at home?”
“Hi Fushiguro! I am not tired right now. Just had some food during the flight. I have my luggage with me, and I am on the way to picking up the car. Did you miss me, Fushiguro?”
“I missed you so much……”
“And did you behave yourself?”
“Yes. I never touched myself while you were away these two weeks.”
“Awesome! Me too. And I am so hard right now thinking that I can be back home with you very soon.”
“Idiot! Don’t say it out loud while you are outside……”
“Um? Fushiguro, are you feeling it, too?”
“It’s strange NOT to feel it after hearing your embarrassing words, Itadori.”
Through the phone call, Fushiguro can hear the electronic key opening the car from a distance. Then the opening and closing of the trunk. And then muffled door slamming. Pleasant Jazz put on, Itadori steps on the gas pedal while humming along the music, heading for the loving nest with Fushiguro. One hour, just one hour later he can finally roll into the bed with Fushiguro and have sex as he pleases.
“Hey Fushiguro, what are you up to now?”
“Nothing really. I just got up, sitting on the floor of our living room, having coffee.”
“It’s harmful to your health drinking coffee with an empty stomach. At least have something, anything, before that. Please don’t make me worry for you, okay? You are too thin.”
“I know, I know. I am making toast. Will have some soon.”
“Good.”
Accustomed to being on the phone chatting intermittently for hours when one of them is on business trip, they turn on hands-free mode and get busy with their own business. Itadori switches the radio station to morning news, while Fushiguro is typing quickly replying to E-mails on his laptop with a piece of bread in mouth.
[Attention! You have exceeded the speed limit on this road. Please slowdown.]
All of a sudden, the GPS navigator on Itadori’s car gives out a warning, destroying the peaceful comfortable background atmosphere with pleasant white noise.
“Even if there is no one else on the road, drive below the speed limit, idiot.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. Excuse me. It’s just……I miss you too much.”
“I am right here at home, waiting for you. I am not going to disappear.”
“Okay. I feel so assured hearing your words, Fushiguro.”
A few minutes later, the sound of typing stopped.
“Are you finished with it, Fushiguro?”
“Yes. The younger generations can live up to expectations gradually. It’s okay to let them write some of the reports, and I can simply read through the reports before approving the paper works.”
“I knew it! Fushiguro is so reliable! Many students at Jujutsu high school told me they like Fushiguro the most among the teachers.”
“What? Why did they tell YOU? Are you very close to them?”
“No, no. It’s just……emmm……Maybe sometimes you look a little bit too serious? Anyway, you deal with your missions with high levels of care and sense of responsibility. The students look up to you as their role model.”
“……Fine. However, as a teacher, we should keep appropriate distance from the students. You know what I mean, right?”
“Yes sir! Roger that! I, Itadori Yuuji, shall keep Professor Fushiguro’s words in mind forever!”
Fushiguro fails to hold back chuckles. Itadori is amusing him on purpose, he knows that.
“So can I have all of Fushiguro’s attention now?”
“Sure. There is nothing important for me to do before you come back home.”
“Yay! Uh uh……”
“Spill it out.”
“Can I really say it……So I am going to confess. Please don’t get angry with me, Fushiguro.”
“How am I supposed to know if I will get angry with you before you say it? Just spill it out now.”
“I want you to touch yourself following my instructions. Right there on the floor of our living room, imagining me sitting on the sofa in front of you, giving orders while jerking off to you. You are not allowed to ejaculate before I say ‘Approved’.”
Fushiguro takes a deep breath.
“Are there only pineapples in your head?”
“Pleeeeeeeease Fushiguro——Just this time once. I will make it up to you later, I promise!”
“……I really can’t handle you. Okay, fine, just don’t go too far.”
“I like Fushiguro the most in the whole universe!”
“Yeah, yeah. Well then, master Itadori, what is your first instruction?”
“All right. First of all, what fruits do you happen to have at hand?”
“What a strange question. Emmm, I have apple, banana, grape, and peach. That’s all.”
“Grab a peach and a banana then. Have you washed the peach beforehand?”
“Yes, ready to eat. But you don’t seem to intend on that? What can you do with a peach……”
“Imagine it’s my chest muscle. Relaxed chest muscle. What do you want to do with it?”
“Well, rub it with my hands for a few seconds, and then lean on it and rub my nose against it.”
“Then?”
“Kiss it. And bite on it.”
“I allow you to bite on it. Describe to me the taste and texture of it.”
Fushiguro closes his eyes and gently takes a bite of the peach. His teeth come into contact with the soft yet firm peel, and with a little bit of strength he bites through the peel. The next moment sweet pulp and juice slide into his mouth, and he could not think of anything else other than ‘delicious’. He describes his thoughts on it truthfully to Itadori.
“Good. You have just left two deep tooth prints on my chest. Now switch to the banana.”
“Done.”
“You have kneeled between my thighs, preparing to release my desires under pants. What are you going to do?”
“Unbutton the pants with my tongue. Bite onto the zipper and drag it down.” Fushiguro tears off the banana peel slice by slice while answering, “You are wearing the underpants I bought for you. It has great flexibility. Therefore, you don’t have to take it off for your dick to stick out through the opening in the middle.”
“Blame you. It’s so hard, swelled, and uncomfortable. Kiss it and take good care of it.”
Fushiguro sticks out his tongue to carefully lick the tip of the banana and tastes a pinch of much-lighter-sweetness than before with the peach. The unpleasant white stuff sticks onto his tongue. He spits out the white stuff and return wholeheartedly to the blowjob for Itadori, who is imagined to be laying on his back on the couch, dedicated to enjoying the service. The tip of tongue has just poked around in circles for a few seconds before the tip of the banana is falling off. He catches the tip with mouth just in time. It’s a good thing though, since the true size of the glans of Itadori’s cock is much larger than this. It finally feels more or less realistic when he holds the middle part of the banana in mouth.
------to be continued soon!