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“Professor… Professor Relius?” Roy stuck his head through the door slowly, careful not to agitate the man deep into the work at his desk with his presence.
“Yes, Roy?” It took a moment for the man to respond, as if he couldn’t be bothered to remember his name.
“It’s Kokonoe… She…um…” Roy trailed off, taken aback by the imposing presence of Relius’ personal lab. He stood motionless in the doorway, eying over every impeccably organized table and bookshelf.
“Out with it, boy, my time is precious.”
“Kokonoe… Kokonoe needs you… upstairs.” He flushed, embarrassment creeping up the back of his neck as he tripped over his words. There was something about this man that made Roy feel uneasy, he just couldn't put a name to it.
“Very well, then.” Relius stood from his desk, “that wasn’t so hard… I’ll be on my way.”
Roy shifts in his spot, nodding along as he turns to leave.
“However… Do come here, Roy, I have something for you first.” The man smirked, adjusting his mask.
“Yes…Yessir…” He trembled slightly, meeting the man at his desk. He flushed in the closer proximity, averting his gaze from the sharp watch of Relius Clover.
“Now then…” He smiles, pressing gloved fingers along the side of Roy’s clothed hip. “I want you to strip.”
“Professor…W…What… Excuse me?” He stuttered, backing away from his grasp as his whole body burned, a soft ache settling in his hips.
“You heard me, boy, or are you truly that incompetent?” He took a step forward, following the other man as he backed himself into a literal wall.
“Why… Why do I… Why would I…”
“Just think of it as a simple test… Let me… Open you up a little.” Relius smiled, pressing Roy’s back into the wall as he stepped even closer. His hands pressed against the small of his back, wrapping around his hips as he pressed them against his own.
“But…” Roy gasped a little, trying to press himself further against the wall, “But Kokonoe is waiting for us…”
“How Kokonoe feels is none of my concern.” He bent down slightly, slipping a shaky sigh against the shell of Roy’s ear. His hands slipped upward, groping the slender man under his clothes.
“Professor…” Roy groaned, shivering against the cold metal of the domino mask as Relius pressed against his neck, scraping teeth against the pale skin. His whole body ached, cock pulsating in his slacks as his hips rolled on their own.
Relius smirked into his skin, rocking back against Roy. He pulled at the belt around Roy’s waist, pulling his pants down his thighs in one powerful tug.
“Sir…” Roy shook as he attempted to push the other man away. “We can’t… I…”
“Need I remind you we are in my lab, boy… Nobody else has a say in what I choose to do down here.” He pressed a hand to Roy’s inner thighs, spreading them apart before hooking a finger into the hem of his boxers and pulling them down.
“Yes… Sir…” Roy moaned, mind clouded by the slow burn of pleasure caused by the hands along his skin. He slips his hands up to Relius’ shoulders, gripping the fabric of his cape. He quivered as a gloved finger teased against his cunt, soaking itself with his slick. “Professor…”
“Have you ever been touched like this before?” He slips his finger down to the second joint, rocking it back and forth between Roy’s legs.
“I…I…” Roy gasped, hot breaths fogging up his glasses as his hips rolled mindlessly.
“Answer my question, boy.” Relius thrust in a second finger as he talked, “What a helpless little thing… unable to speak after only a few fingers. I’m disappointed.”
“I… I haven’t…” He dipped his head down in embarrassment, biting back another pathetic moan as his legs shook with the effort of holding himself up. “Never… Before…” He squeezed his eyes shut, arching into the puppeteer's chest as a thumb pressed to his tdick, rubbing at the bundle of nerves. “Professor… I’m…” His voice tapered off into a whine, rutting against the methodical thrust of fingers.
Relius hummed, watching Roy shiver under his Observation. He watched as Roy looked farther down in shame, skin flushed as he watched the thick fingers disappear inside of himself.
“Relius… Sir… Shit…” He moaned, louder as he curled into Relius’ grasp, rocking his hips through the rush of his orgasm. His senses were overwhelmed, his skin slick with sweat and his nose stuck with the scent of Relius Clover.
His fingers pulled out, a soft cry slipping from Roy’s lips at the loss of contact. He tipped forward, legs weakened as he failed to push himself away from falling into the puppeteer's chest.
“I’m sorry… Professor… I… um…” He reaches up to adjust his glasses while he stands back slightly. “We should be leaving… Kokonoe…”
“She can wait quite a bit longer, hm?” Relius pressed his hips down hard against Roy’s, rolling the swell of his tights against the swollen inches of his clit.
“I… ah… We can’t…” Roy’s half-hearted cries fell upon deaf ears, dissolving into more needy moans as that overpowering body pressed against his. Relius lifted him up by his thighs, pressing him harder against the wall as he pulled his aching length free with a low sigh. Roy bit his bruising lip, eyes widening at the sight of Relius’ freed cock. “Professor Relius…”
“Silence.” Relius grunts, shoving his slick-soaked fingers into Roy’s mouth as he thrusts upward, filling him. “You talk too much for my liking.”
He moans around the intrusion, tongue pressed against the fingers as his body cringed at the taste of himself. His own hands scrambled for purchase along Relius’ body, digging back into the thick fabrics of his clothes.
Relius slips his other hand up to grip at Roy’s hip, pushing his shirt upwards to bruise his bare skin.
Roy squeezes his legs around the older man, body spasming from a mix of overstimulation and the rhythm of the thrusts inside him. He can feel himself drool around the fingers as they’re shoved deeper into his mouth, testing his gag reflex. He attempts to say something before he cuts himself off with a whine, Relius’ quick thrust hitting right against his g-spot.
He watches the other man smile, pulling him and shifting their position against the wall so he can hit that spot continuously. Relius grunts as Roy’s pussy tightens and spasms around him, pushing him closer to his impending orgasm. He jerks his hips faster, the muffled moans against his ear twisting into desperate cries as his swollen cock abused that sensitive hole.
“Look at you, boy.” Relius pulled his fingers out of Roy’s mouth, gripping his face instead so he looked him in the eye. “Babbling like a fool… It's a shame Kokonoe puts so much faith into you.” His voice was breathy, sending even more overwhelming warmth down Roy’s spine.
Roy can only moan at the humiliation, too single minded on closeness of his second orgasm. He’s too lost in pleasure to even brace himself as Relius pressed all the way inside, filling him with his seed with a low groan.
It’s enough to send him over the edge again, whining as his body bucks upward into the other man’s grasp. He shudders as Relius seems to fuck him harder through their aftershocks of orgasm, and he can feel his last grasp of control slip from his fingers.
It’s with a cry that Roy can no longer control himself, soothing the small bit of pressure inside his bladder as he feels himself release. He swallows down the humiliation of wetting himself as he hears the other man laugh, slowing his thrusts down to stop.
Relius finally pulls out his softened cock, their wet mix of slick, spend, and piss dripping out of Roy and onto the ground.
It's not long until Relius untangles himself from the other man's grasp, letting him fall to the floor as his weakened legs finally give out.
“Clean yourself up.” Relius tucked himself back into his pants, replacing his gloves and smoothing down his clothes. “Kokonoe would hate to see you so… unkempt."
“Yes… Sir…” He grimaces, gasping as he attempts to stand up through the aches in his body. He leans against the wall as he looks down at himself, pulling up his boxers and praying the mess doesn't seep through his pants. He tries his best to make himself presentable again, adjusting his glasses and fixing his shirt despite the spit and tears that collected around his collar. “Are you…. Ready, Professor?”
He nods, adjusting his mask before stepping towards the doors of his lab. Roy follows close behind, hoping to be able to carry on a normal enough conversation with the woman they’re going to see.