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. - ~ * ‘Be Good For Me, Okay?’ * ~ - .
It was an afternoon when (M/N) was sitting in class, trying to focus and writing anything important down, but doodling on his piece of paper every-now-and-then. It did help the boy focus, even if a lot of the teacher preferred the (H/C)-haired to not doodle, they never stopped him from doing so. If it helps (M/N) if he doesn’t have anything to fidget with to focus, then so be it — as long as the thing that he’s fidgeting with is not messy or going to distract the class, then that’s also perfectly fine.
But in this scenario of doodling in his paper of trying to focus didn’t help much. (M/N) was in a class that he was struggling with, failing tests and not understanding the homework, it was just hard for him to understand. The teacher just wouldn’t explain the assignments or tasks properly and would normally shout at the boy for asking to explain something that he didn’t simply understand.
The lights were too bright; the students who were talking during class were being too loud — even if they’re whispering — the one kid who was eating was chewing too loudly; the pen clicking was too loud… it was too overwhelming. (M/N) tried to focus on what the teacher was saying, but all he was hearing was loud ringing in his ears. So, quickly taking the bag under the desk, trying to find the noise-cancelling headphones. Sadly, the boy forgot to pack them, forgetting them at home.
This made (M/N) overwhelmed and slowly began to feel panicked, his breathing was becoming heavy while looking down at his lap, gripping on the black trousers and desperately holding back the tears. It was too much, too overwhelming and too loud. Trying to cover his ears with his hands as (M/N) felt eyes on him, feeling everyone judging him. He needed to remove himself, the bit needed to get out of this classroom… he just—
“Hey… are you okay? Need a time out?” A soft voice asked before (M/N) glanced up to see Moniko, the President of the Literature Club, giving a reassuring smile and trying to make sure that the (E/C)-eyed boy was alright and safe, doesn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable in a situation that (M/N) is in. Without even saying anything, Moniko gently placed his hands on (M/N)’s shoulders before escorting him out of the classroom out in the hallway — which was much more quieter. Moniko soon gently cupped (M/N)’s face and have a gentle look and wiping away any tears that’s running down the boys face.
“Hey— hey it’s okay! Don’t worry, I’ll get you somewhere quiet okay? I’ll take you to my club, there will others in there at lunch, but I’ll tell them to be quiet. Is that alright with you?” Moniko suggested before continuing “I’ll also try to put the blinds down so it wouldn’t be so bright, would you like thag?” After when Moniko suggested, (M/N) nodded slowly. "Okay, I'll go get our bags first from our classroom, just bare with me..." Moniko smiled went to their classroom quickly to try not to disturb anyone so he could get (M/N)'s bag - which had a lot of pins of the boys hyperfixations with a pretty low-saturated colour and favourite characters - including his own bag which was white with music note pins on it.
Moniko gave the bag back to (M/N) before looking through his own bag to get a pair of headphones that he has and gently putting the headphones on (M/N)'s head to make sure that he won't get anymore overwhelmed or overstimulated. Finally, Moniko took the overwhelmed student to the club that he promised, trying to calm (M/N) at the same time.
Finally passing so many classrooms and clubs, the two students finally arrived at the Literature Club. Opening the double doors and taking (M/N) to a seat so he could sit down with his bag. And as Moniko promised, he pulled the blinds down. Not all the way down so there will be an equal amount of dark and light in the room.
Moniko walked to (M/N) and held both of his hands and gently squeezed them before saying gently; “Breath with me, (M/N)… breath with me… you’re okay— it’s quite and not as bright, just how you like it.” And with some deep and shaky breaths with (M/N) going semi-verbal. After a few minutes which felt like hours, the (H/C)-haired boy looked at the club President with tear-stained cheeks and doll-like eyes from all the tears that (M/N) were present. “… How are you feeling? Feeling okay?” Moniko asked before (M/N) nodded slowly, feeling the thumb of the long haired boy gently rubbing the palms of the overwhelmed boy.
“Hey… I know you’re struggling in that class, and I get it. It’s, not easy…” Moniko started before he sighed, smiling, “Even Natsuke was struggling with something, he didn’t even wanted to admit it.. but, I help… soo… I was just thinking… I could help, I know how much [subject] means to you..” with silence filling up the room while (M/N) felt Moniko squeezing his hands together a bit tighter and didn’t even notice. It’s just because Moniko cares about (M/N), it was clear by what he said. So, without saying a word, (M/N) nodded as he gave a small ‘Mhmm…’ as a ‘yes’. “Great, I’ll tutor you at my house, okay?” Moniko suggested again, making sure that (M/N) is okay with that idea. So, (M/N) nodded.
After a lot of comforting and slowly being able to go to the final three classes so (M/N) could be able to finally meet with Moniko at his place to get tutored. But also thankfully that Monikos house isn't really all that far from (M/N)'s house, it's really only like a... 25 minute walk. So after a small walk to Monikos house and letting (M/N) inside, taking him to his room - which was music themed with a quite big piano note mirror and a lot of mini black notes around it. There were also some plants on Monikos desk with sheets of paper which were definitely music sheets and unfinished homework. The room had a nice shade of pink, it wasn’t too dark like magenta yet it wasn’t too bright as well like hot pink. The walls were was more of a rouge type of colour.
”Alright, c’mon, sit. Get the text book out. I’ll help you out,” Moniko patted the space next to him on the bed, gesturing to (M/N) to sit down on that exact spot his hand was being gestured. So that’s what he did, sitting down, all tense and nervous while getting his text book out. The tense feeling did not go unnoticed by Moniko however. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it, hm? You don’t have to be so tense.” He said with a warm smile as Moniko gently ruffled (M/N)’s hair as his shoulders became more relaxed but still tense.
“You remind me a lot like Yuki, almost always tense…” He chuckled before sighing “… Not… in a bad way by the wa—“ “O-Oh no it’s… it’s fine no worries!” (M/N) cut of Moniko, barely giving any time to let him finish the sentence, but Moniko still gave a small smile to (M/N), seeing him slowly relax his shoulders and other muscles.
Soon both of the boys became silent for a moment before Moniko broke the silence by telling (M/N) on which page he’ll be tutoring the boy, having to make it easier for him to understand, which Moniko didn’t mind at all. But when an hour had passed, (M/N) was still trying to figure out a certain question but he couldn’t understand no matter how much Moniko had explained or tried to simplify it, making him feel quite overwhelmed from simply not being able to understand a question that had been explained to him multiple times.
”I don’t— understand— why is it wrong…!! I don’t get it!!” (M/N) whined while gently pulling Monikos shirt while his eyes felt teary. Moniko quickly and began to rub the overwhelmed boys back, making sure he wouldn’t overwhelm him more. “Shhh… it’s okay, we can take a break… we’ve been studying for an hour anyways…” Moniko softly said as (M/N) looked up at him with his dolled-(E/C)-eyes. It made Moniko feel at ‘awe’, cupping (M/N)’s cheeks while wiping the remaining tears of the boys cheeks. “Poor thing… awe… how about I help you with your stress~”
With that coo, Moniko gently kissed (M/N)’s forehead, which slowly trailed into a kiss on the cheek; lips; neck and then to the collar bone. With a cheeky smile, Moniko gently layed (M/N) down on his bed, caressing the sides of his hips before slowly moving them under (M/N)’s shirt, but stopping half way there. Moniko gave a gentle look and asked softly: “… Can I…?” With this, (M/N) nodded as he felt Moniko’s warm hands under his shirt, feeling the hands feel extra gentle on the sides of his body, but when Moniko’s hands arrived to (M/N)’s chest, it made him shiver when Moniko caressed his top-surgery scars.
With a small whine from the flustered boys lips and finally taking off the shirt and shorts — with just his boxers on him, — looking up at those green-coloured eyes as Moniko smiled in a such sweet but yet lustful manner, that he began to kiss and bite (M/N)’s neck gently. Hard enough to give him a hickey but light enough for him to not feel a lot of pain and overwhelm him.
Soon, Moniko trailed his lips towards (M/N)’s lips, giving them such tender kiss that it felt like both of them are going to melt. Moniko soon began to gently rub (M/N)’s inner thigh which slowly went up go his boxers. Rubbing the thumb on where (M/N)’s bulge is supposed to be but instead Moniko’s thumb was gently rubbing (M/N)'s clit. It did give Moniko a slight shock but he didn’t say anything, continuing to rub his clit and feeling how wet the boy is becoming from the touch.
“I’ll be gentle… I promise, I’ll make you feel good…” whispered into (M/N)’s ear, continuing his sentence “I’ll make sure you’ll moan my name…” Moniko smiled as he took off his own shirt and trousers, leaving himself out his boxers to gently rub (M/N)’s covered clit.
The feeling felt so foreign for (M/N), but it felt so good at the same time. The way that Moniko is gently rubbing his covered bulge to make (M/N) have an idea on what he’ll experience made the boy melt, letting out a soft, shaky sigh — which was followed with a small whine — as Moniko simply just torn a bit of (M/N)’s boxers so he could access the boys wet cunt. Moniko would then finally undress himself, taking off his boxers to reveal a stiff, leaking cock, ready to be inserted into (M/N). “Tell me… when to stop.” Moniko whispered softly as (M/N) nodded which followed with the insert of Monikos cock inside of the boys cunt.
Moniko watched as (M/N) squirmed and whined, trying to get used to the length and thickness of the long-auburned-haired boys cock. “Shhh…~ is okay, take your time to get used to it baby boy,” Moniko cooed sweetly while rubbing (M/N)’s soft cheek. With some small hicks and a bit of struggle, he finally adjusted. Giving a small nod, Moniko smiled and started to move inside of (M/N) slowly and gently, making him whine a bit, making sure that he’ll be ready so that Moniko would be able to thrust faster.
”M-Moniko— m-mgh-“ (M/N) tried to speak but a whimper was replaced instead, slipping out of his lips. “Hmm… what’s wrong, (M/N)? Do you feel good?” Moniko asked as (M/N) gave a small nod as a ‘yes’. “Would you like for me to go… faster?~” he asked with a cheeky smile as he thrusted deep into the poor boys cunt, making him letting out a shaky sigh. But either way, (M/N) nodded again, his body already twitching despite Moniko being gentle and slow — for now.
Even if Moniko is gentle as he thrusted faster, (M/N) would still feel his legs tremble while moaning out softly. No matter how much (M/N) tried to speak, no word came out. Only whimpers and moans. ‘F—Fuck, feels so weird... in a good way…?’ He thought while he felt something form in his stomach, but as well as he felt so close too. The boy felt like his stomach was knotting in a certain way, but it felt amazing either way. But that didn’t stop the tears from exposing to his soft cheeks which caught Moniko’s attention pretty quickly when the tears began to form on the corner of (M/N)’s eyes.
“Hey- (M/N)— are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you feel overwhelmed?” Moniko asked a few questions as he was about to slow down before (M/N) spoke softly, “N-No— mmm… keep going, I f-feel— ahh…~ so good.” With a soft kiss on the forehead, Moniko continued to quickly and yet gently thrust into (M/N)’s cunt as that bubbly feeling came back slowly, making him drive crazy. “Such a pretty boy, making all those pretty noises and faces,” Moniko praised, kissing (M/N)’s cheek as he let out a shaky exhale, feeling so many things at once. He never imagined himself in a position where he’d have intercourse with someone — especially with the most popular boy in school.
“Oh you’re doing so well for me… you’re such a good boy..~” Moniko murmurs softly near the boys ear while gently caressing (M/N)’s cheek, watching the boys tears rolling down his cheek, softly choking on his own soft sobs while (M/N)’s legs trembled from the amount of pleasure.
“Oh I’m I really making you feel that good, hmm? Trembling and crying from so much pleasure… oh you’re so pretty like this…” Moniko smirked, and (M/N) replied with a whimper as Moniko felt his own cock twitch from the inside of (M/N)’s cunt. “God I’m going to cum— fuck…” he groaned as the thrusts became to go in deeper, becoming desperate to release. “M-Moniko… m-mmm!!” After that whine, Moniko released his thick, sticky liquid as (M/N) followed after.
. . .
”How are you feeling, (M/N)? Did you feel good for your first time?” Moniko asked while ruffling the (H/C) hair as (M/N) simply just hummed while holding onto Moniko like he was a stuffed toy, nodding slowly while resting his face on Monikos neck, making him smile. “Hmmm, maybe we should do this more…” Moniko suggested, holding the boy close to him.