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While leisurely researching a new cake recipe in a small notepad on the sofa in the living room, the 18-year-old boy's center of gravity suddenly shook. Familiar masculine fingers sank into sensitive positions on his thighs and calves, causing the young man's breath to choke.
“Eh wait–wait sensei!! What do you want??”
Bluntly using his hands to spread his young lover's legs apart, the white-haired man used his undeniably handsome face to oppress Yuta.
“Huh, isn't it obvious?”
Although he clearly knew the tricks of his lover, Yuta had no way to defend against that smile that could melt any heart.
"Obvious..?"
"S-"
Before Gojo could say his intention when asked, his student immediately interrupted to protect the story's rating.
“Stop right there, don't say any inappropriate words!”
Seeing Yuta breathing heavily while his face was hot, the corners of Gojo's eyes curled up in excitement.
“Eh~ Yuta, why did you think I would say something inappropriate? Could it be…you want sensei to do something dirty to you? It's true that a thief knows a thief like a wolf knows a wolf ~”
Gojo felt it would be a waste to take the treasure in his hands and not take the time to cherish it, his sinewy hands shamelessly fondling the fleshy inner thighs of his young lover.
“Ah fuh-sensei! Don't squeeze anymore! So why did you suddenly spread my legs??”
Baring his shiny teeth in a carefree smile, Gojo prolonged his voice.
“Well ~ healing..?”
Before Yuta could process the information that did not match his sensei's intended actions at all, Gojo pushed him down on the sofa. Gojo pulled Yuta's legs around his waist, then buried his face in the crook of Yuta's neck, which still smelled of his sweet shower gel, and inhaled deeply.
“Uh..am I really the only one who thinks this pose is weird..?”
As his sensei kept rubbing his chest, Yuta couldn't help but moan and move because of the tickling, but that innocent reaction only made the indecent teacher feel even more aroused.
“That's right, it's because Yuta's mind is so dark~ this pose is absolutely perfect to heal a handsome man who has worked hard all day~”
Biting her lip to try to stop the strange moan from escaping her throat, although Yuta was a bit annoyed, he still couldn't control his unconditional pampering towards Satoru, so Yuta gently ran his hand through his teacher's shampoo-scented hair and rubbed it gently.
“Fu~”
The big man in his early 30s became as happy as a child being comforted by his lover's gentle caresses. Yuta couldn't help but feel weak when he saw Gojo's face completely removing the invisible mask. This person is like that, always doing incomprehensible things that make Yuta complain but cannot refuse.
'But never mind...'
At this close distance, if Yuta paid close attention, there seemed to be a soft sound like a purr ringing in his ears.
“Sensei..? Are you purring?”
Gojo temporarily raised his face from his comfort zone and laughed.
“How is that possible? Yuta, your sensei is not a cat.”
“...”
‘To be honest, you are extremely similar to a cat in many different aspects..’
Still a bit skeptical, Yuta continued to gently rub his giant cat's hair and back.
‘Am I imagining it..? Hmm..'
While Yuta was still thinking about the mysterious phenomenon related to his lover, Gojo wrapped his arms around Yuta's back and held him in his arms.
“Okay! The mental healing is complete ~ Shall we begin the physical healing ~?”
"Huh?"
Even though he was still pinning his huge lover with unbelievable eyes, Yuta still couldn't refuse and let this man who was radiating a floating aura of happiness carry him into their room.
‘What about the recipe…really…I was planning on trying it tomorrow’
...
The next day…
“Eh? Is there no new dessert today??”
Without looking at the person who caused all this, Yuta was determined to let his teacher skip dessert today.
“You know whose fault it is, right?”
Even though he said that, in the end Yuta still spent the whole afternoon trying to bake a new cake for his lover.