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“Yuta let's have sex”
The words came from the mouth of a black haired boy with puppy eyes, his expression looked a bit strange today. To be more precise, he looks more like men who often use their beauty to extort both love and money from women.
No!
On the contrary, the white-haired man who is usually thought to have a frivolous appearance today showed a strangely gentle and easy-to-be-bullied expression. The corners of his eyes drooped down, not carrying the same strong sense of dominance as usual. However, don't misunderstand, he can still completely defeat any special level cursed spirit.
"Why?"
The black-haired boy raised his eyebrows impatiently, his high-pitched voice showing some lack of conviction.
“...simply because I don't want to”
The white-haired man sighed helplessly, his shoulders sagged and looked like he was being oppressed, but this time he definitely wouldn't give in!
“Didn't we just have sex yesterday? Yuta, you said you wanted to do it every day!”
His short eyebrows were furrowed in expression, his voice that was normally breathless and unable to use a high volume was now shouting strongly. The true owner of that voice didn't understand how his 'body' could synthesize such a solid aura.
“I didn't say that…”
The sky-colored eyes helplessly left the face that they saw in the mirror every day before leaving the house, feeling a bit avoidant.
“A–you dare deny it!”
The white-haired man's face turned red as the black-haired boy used his booming voice to accuse him. The puppy-eyed teenager rested his hands on his thighs with an extremely serious face as if wanting to appear like a real teacher.
“Yuta, don't underestimate lovemaking, it's very important in relieving stress and circulating that cursed energy! Our mood will also improve thanks to the release of hormones. Making love is humanity's greatest invention!! Making love helps increase work performance! Let's make love Yuta!”
The man's face wrinkled unconvincingly, he could spoil this teacher no matter how much he wanted, but that sensei's arguments always made him speechless.
“Sensei please don't say those things with such a serious face…”
"I still don't understand why you refused, obviously you still agreed several times before."
The one with black hair scowled as he poked the taller one's cheek. The white-haired man sighed helplessly.
“...You need me to say that..? Since we haven't returned to our original bodies yet..."
That's right, currently Gojo and Yuta are exchanging souls thanks to Ui Ui's technique. Yuta is currently participating in a special course initiated by Gojo, during this process he will exchange souls with Gojo to practice with him. Basically, Gojo believes that Yuta can figure out the principles of certain techniques when practicing with a body that has a different amount of cursed energy.
“Eh?? So Yuta admits that if I change my face or am no longer handsome, you don't want to have sex with me anymore??”
The scene of his own face being distorted in an ostentatious way made Yuta feel so unreal that he couldn't believe it. But this person is really loud! What if someone like Ui Ui hears this! But using Yuta's voice to be able to speak so loudly is quite admirable.
"Yes…?"
The weak voice and slightly averted eyes made Gojo feel a bit hurt. Yuta should have immediately refused and said "I love you in any form", right?
“Yuta, I'm crying, okay?”
To be honest, seeing his own face making that pitiful expression like he was about to cry didn't make Yuta feel moved at all. Yuta really started to think again… could he be someone who only likes the other person's appearance in a relationship… Of course not, but–
“Sensei, I'm just kidding…but–it takes time to accept it…making love to your own—your own body…”
The white-haired man's normally confident face now sank like a soft little dumpling being bullied by someone. Gojo was a bit surprised when such expressions appeared on his own face. To be honest, seeing it from another angle was interesting. But it seems the strongest Sorcerer in modern times doesn't seem to want to stop teasing his student.
“Yuta is a bad person, you only like my super handsome face and body with top muscle proportions, right?”
Why in this world would anyone say such shameless words... Compared to the white-haired teacher, Yuta, on the contrary, looked down on himself in an alarming way. These two people are truly opposite magnets in different ways.
Yuta sighed, even though even his classmates and juniors knew that Yuta sometimes spoiled his sensei unnecessarily. But not in all matters, he will still refuse if it is an unreasonable and unacceptable request. But this time…it's a little more complicated. Yuta was really contemplating whether he would really have sex with the teacher in whatever form he was in or not.
‘Ah…’
Seeing his own face making that dark glaring expression made Yuta a bit scared. Perhaps the boy did not know that his opponents on the battlefield felt the same way when facing his expressionless murderous face.
‘...’
Well…Yuta can of course love any form of Gojo-sensei, meaning 'any' form. However, making love is not that simple, it is making love with your own body...
“Yuta, if I stay in this form forever, will you not love me anymore?”
‘Ugh…I shouldn't have looked up’
This person is always good at hitting Okkotsu Yuta's weak emotional points, like the way he just used the words 'if' and 'not'. Yuta sighed and gave up, how could he fight against the person who angrily stopped eating sweets to protest just because Yuta refused to agree to wear a shirt with the words "GLG Gojo Satoru's lover" written on it?
While Yuta was stroking his face in thought, the teacher who possessed Yuta's own body was angrily poking his cheeks. Yuta gently pushed his sensei's hand away and then helplessly spoke up with a face that didn't show any willingness.
“Ugh…okay, come here sensei”
Those ocean-colored eyes that normally looked somber and gentle shone like sparkling stars. So they locked the practice room door and stood facing each other. If anyone wants to ask why it's the practice room, it's simply because this place is convenient, they don't want to be interrupted when going back to their dorm room. Second, both Gojo and Yuta don't care much about where they have sex, least of all Gojo, and Yuta will accidentally get carried away with the weird hobbies of the bad adult.
The white-haired man put on a confused expression with a soft expression that no one would believe he was capable of displaying, then spoke in a slightly halting voice that was almost hesitant on the sensitive topic.
“Um..so where do we start?”
The 17 year old boy looked more mature than usual as he crossed his arms and thought, first they have to kiss, right? But…how are they supposed to kiss? Normally, when kissing or even touching Yuta, Gojo never thought so much. If there was any, it was thoughts about issues like how long it had been since he had seen Yuta or what mission he had tomorrow,...but he had never thought about how to kiss. Kissing is like an instinctive action like balancing on a bicycle. No one can explain in detail how to balance on a bicycle, right?
“Sensei?”
Yuta looked at his teacher worriedly, although sometimes he tried to muster up the courage to proactively kiss his teacher and make the first move, but in awkward situations like this, the 17-year-old teenager revealed his immature nature and waited for that indecent adult to guide him.
Gojo still squinted his eyes and stared at his own body and face trying to find the right angle to start the foreplay phase.
“Not good, I can't get excited looking at that face..”
Gojo hugged his face and squatted down in misery. GLG Gojo Satoru suddenly felt bad, he had to say super bad.
“It was you who suggested this…ah! Wait!"
Yuta quickly stopped the hand that was opening his 'original body's' pants to look inside. Gojo didn't care about being led to Ui Ui by his student so they could switch bodies and just sighed while speaking in a contradictory manner.
“Actually, it's easier for me to masturbate using your body than to kiss my own face.”
Yuta looked behind him and supervised the indecent adult closely to make sure he didn't mess with his body anymore. Gojo of course refused to rest and touched the upper part of his temporary body and commented.
“Hmm, Yuta's chest is still as flat as ever.”
Yuta frowned angrily, it's not that he doesn't want to develop more muscle, it's just that his ability to form muscle is not favorable.
“Ugh…please stop touching, let's go to Ui Ui-kun!”
...
After returning to his old body, Yuta seemed unable to hold back the strange thought that suddenly appeared in his mind.
“So you're the one who can't love me in any way, right?”
Yuta's mouth was reproachful, but in his heart he breathed a sigh of relief. Both realized that sometimes they should accept that they really like the other's appearance and can only get excited under certain conditions.
Having said that, he also had to add that, in fact, a bud of happiness arose in Yuta's heart, ready to explode into fireworks in the sky when he learned that his sensei especially liked his appearance.
‘Isn’t it a bit shallow…?’
Yuta thought to himself while pretending not to notice his lover trying to comfort him because he thought he was really angry.
'But if my face or body really changed, would he still like me?'
The special grade student's eyebrows furrowed in boredom, a feeling of sadness sprouting from the drops of unreasonable negative thoughts. But that feeling is still not as great as the desire for sensei to be able to live his life to the fullest, as freely as a cloud floating in the sky.
“Sensei.”
"Hmm?"
Looking at his student's serious face, Gojo knew something bad was about to happen... Is Yuta really angry?
“Even though I really don't want to, but…if sensei finds someone else that you like better, don't hesitate to tell me frankly, I want you to be as happy as possible.”
Gojo's expression immediately fell to the bottom of the abyss. He rubbed his face helplessly, wondering why he had brought up this nonsense in the first place, leading to unpleasant thoughts emerging in the sensitive and vulnerable heart of the person he loves...
‘I really am the worst…’
Holding the depressed-looking special-grade child in his arms, Gojo ran his hand through his black head, which drooped sadly. He gently rubbed the black curls, causing the scent of happiness to unconsciously radiate like flowers blooming in the morning sunlight of the new day.
“Sorry Yuta, I'm not a good boyfriend”
Touching the back of the teacher's hand, Yuta gently pulled away from his hair.
Yuta pressed his cheek against his sensei's cool palm, then rubbed it lovingly. No one knows how many moments exist in this world that can make Okkotsu Yuta this happy. Yuta wished he could destroy the time needle and then this moment could freeze forever...