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kinkfestTitle: The Night Shift
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burningmayo
Rating: R - NC-17 (Take your pick, I can't decide)
Warnings: Oral sex, no spoilers.
Word count: 1,285
Prompt: Persona 4; Sayoko/Souji: innocence - Boys were only fun until she corrupted them
Summary: Sayoko takes a break at work and has some fun Souji.
A/N: This was just a lot of fun to write. I hope you enjoy!
Hmm. There he is again. And such a handsome boy. Pity he’s only a part-timer.
Sayoko watched as the new evening janitor wheeled his cleaning cart down the hall. As the wind blew a sudden gale outside, the boy looked up with a startled expression she found cute. She smiled. He probably thinks this little old hospital is haunted.
The boy turned. Wheeled his cart into one of the patient rooms. Sayoko checked her clipboard. Saw it listed as vacant. She double-checked her remaining rounds, and then her watch. Ooh. Perfect. Plenty of time for a little ‘chat’ with the cleaning staff. Sayoko stepped out from behind the nurse’s station and strode down the hall, clipboard in her arms.
She paused in the open doorway. Watched as the boy with such disarming gray hair rummaged through the cans and bottles of cleaners on the cart. “Can’t find what you’re looking for?”
The boy stopped. Looked up. His eyes; those innocent eyes that lit up every time she approached. Sayoko felt a thrill every time that he looked at her in that way. It was the same with him as it was with other handsome boys that had filled the position. She listened to his voice; the way it paused, stammered as he tried to explain what he needed to find.
“Counter disinfectant?” Sayoko closed the door. Turned the lock behind her back. Walked up to the cart. Examined the contents of the shelf for only a moment. “You mean this?” She pulled the blue bottle from the back. Handed it to him with perfect poise.
He looked at her again with awe in her eyes.
“Oh, don’t be so surprised, Souji-kun. You’re not the first janitor that’s needed help. But—” She set her clipboard on the cart’s edge. Crouched beside him and took him by the arm. “You are ready for another anatomy lesson, aren’t you?”
Souji’s breath stopped. He nodded. Sayoko stood. He followed. She sensed the excitement in his breath as it returned. As she guided him toward a bed, she felt the willingness in his movements; the desire to be with her. But also the hesitation. The uncertainty.
Sayoko knew the feeling well. She had felt the same once, just as she had once been the boy’s age. She studied hard, received good grades. She felt attracted to some of her classmates, but didn’t know how to handle herself around them. But she learned.
In college, life was much the same. A new environment, new classmates. More numerous. More mature. More experienced. She had dated several guys during those years of her life, but the spark wasn’t there. She felt no true attraction, no connection. But again, she learned. She learned on the day she saw a boy Souji’s age walk across the campus on a tour. She was attracted to the boy’s looks, of course. But it was that wide-eyed innocence he displayed, mesmerized by the exciting, strange new world around him that stuck in her mind. Naivety, eagerness, but all the same nervous and hesitant. Never confident. Never expectant.
And what fortune she had. To find work at a hospital where boys of such an age were regularly employed as help. To be given a shift that made it easy to approach them. Sayoko recalled a moment when another nurse asked why she was never interested in applying for the daytime shift. Laughed.
“Why am I laughing? Souji-kun, there are things that you’ll only know by learning yourself. And speaking of learning—” Sayoko sat down on the bed. Patted the space next to her. Gave Souji an expectant look. “—It’s time for tonight’s lesson.”
She watched Souji take his seat. He gripped his knees. Stared straight ahead, as though he were afraid to look at her. She giggled. Pressed herself against him. “Now, where to begin?” Sayoko pressed a delicate hand against his chest. “Up here, we have the pectoral muscles.”
She felt Souji’s breath quicken. His heartbeat felt rapid. Sayoko put her lips to his ear and spoke with a smooth, inviting voice as her hand slid downward. “And here we have the abdominal muscles.” She prodded him; teased them to sense their tone. “My, you’re fit for your age. You must get a lot of exercise. And the girls must be all over you.”
Souji exhaled a quick, strong breath. Sayoko caught faint whiffs. Found the scent inviting. She spoke again in a warm whisper. “And now the main lesson for tonight.”
Her hand slid downward. She sensed Souji’s whole body go tense as her fingers slipped under the front of his pants. Under the elastic of his underwear. Sayoko took his cock in hand. “And this. Well, you should know very well what this is. But do you know how to use it, I wonder?”
Souji remained silent, save for his nervous, quickened breath. Sayoko stroked his manhood. Felt delight as the already semi-hard shaft grew rigid under her power. “Mmm. Such a fine example. Let’s take a look, shall we?” She released her grip. Watched the torment in the boy’s eyes as she pulled her hand out. Loosened his belt. Unfastened the button. Pretended to have trouble with the zipper. She ran the little metal tab down its track, rubbing her hand against his shaft through layers of cloth.
His body shuddered.
“Cold, Souji-kun?” Sayoko spoke in a coy tone. “These old hospital rooms do get so drafty.” She crooked a finger around the band of his underwear. Slid it down. Kept her eyes on his face as his cock slipped free. “I know a way to warm you up.” She leaned over his lap. Paused as he edged away. Sayoko took him by the arm once again. Urged him back to her side. “Relax, Souji-kun. This is an important lesson you need to learn.”
Souji’s breathing grew heavier, but he remained still as Sayoko leaned over his lap. She massaged his cock with her hand. Kissed the tip of the head. Ran her tongue along its length. Sayoko let go with her hand, and took hold of Souji’s balls. Their warmth pulsed in her fingers as she wrapped her lips around the shaft. Her tongue worked every inch of its length as she bobbed her head.
Though she couldn’t see it in his face, the sounds Souji made as she applied her ‘treatment’ were enough. The nervous breathing. The shocked gasps. She felt his hands on her back, her neck, in her hair. The poor boy doesn’t know what to do with himself. Sayoko gave his balls a gentle squeeze. Focused attention on the based of the head. His hands pulled away.
After several minutes of Sayoko’s nursing, Souji came in her mouth. She swallowed what she could. Pulled a tissue from a nearby box to clean what little remained. As she did so, she watched Souji sit in dumb silence. Reveled in the sounds of his post-orgasmic panting.
With a dainty wipe of her lips, she stood up. “Well, Souji-kun, I think that’s enough for tonight. Perhaps I’ll have the chance to teach you more, but it’s time you returned to your duties. After all—” She tossed the used tissue in the cart’s garbage bin. Cast him a devilish smile. “Hospitals must remain sanitary.”
As Sayoko retrieved her clipboard and unlocked the door, she heard the sound of a zipper and the frantic jingle of a belt buckle. She ran her tongue along her upper teeth. Such a pure taste. And so innocent. Sayoko slid the door open and entered the hall. Gave Souji one last glance and shut the door behind her. I hope he’s a very slow learner.
Author:
burningmayo Rating: R - NC-17 (Take your pick, I can't decide)
Warnings: Oral sex, no spoilers.
Word count: 1,285
Prompt: Persona 4; Sayoko/Souji: innocence - Boys were only fun until she corrupted them
Summary: Sayoko takes a break at work and has some fun Souji.
A/N: This was just a lot of fun to write. I hope you enjoy!
Hmm. There he is again. And such a handsome boy. Pity he’s only a part-timer.
Sayoko watched as the new evening janitor wheeled his cleaning cart down the hall. As the wind blew a sudden gale outside, the boy looked up with a startled expression she found cute. She smiled. He probably thinks this little old hospital is haunted.
The boy turned. Wheeled his cart into one of the patient rooms. Sayoko checked her clipboard. Saw it listed as vacant. She double-checked her remaining rounds, and then her watch. Ooh. Perfect. Plenty of time for a little ‘chat’ with the cleaning staff. Sayoko stepped out from behind the nurse’s station and strode down the hall, clipboard in her arms.
She paused in the open doorway. Watched as the boy with such disarming gray hair rummaged through the cans and bottles of cleaners on the cart. “Can’t find what you’re looking for?”
The boy stopped. Looked up. His eyes; those innocent eyes that lit up every time she approached. Sayoko felt a thrill every time that he looked at her in that way. It was the same with him as it was with other handsome boys that had filled the position. She listened to his voice; the way it paused, stammered as he tried to explain what he needed to find.
“Counter disinfectant?” Sayoko closed the door. Turned the lock behind her back. Walked up to the cart. Examined the contents of the shelf for only a moment. “You mean this?” She pulled the blue bottle from the back. Handed it to him with perfect poise.
He looked at her again with awe in her eyes.
“Oh, don’t be so surprised, Souji-kun. You’re not the first janitor that’s needed help. But—” She set her clipboard on the cart’s edge. Crouched beside him and took him by the arm. “You are ready for another anatomy lesson, aren’t you?”
Souji’s breath stopped. He nodded. Sayoko stood. He followed. She sensed the excitement in his breath as it returned. As she guided him toward a bed, she felt the willingness in his movements; the desire to be with her. But also the hesitation. The uncertainty.
Sayoko knew the feeling well. She had felt the same once, just as she had once been the boy’s age. She studied hard, received good grades. She felt attracted to some of her classmates, but didn’t know how to handle herself around them. But she learned.
In college, life was much the same. A new environment, new classmates. More numerous. More mature. More experienced. She had dated several guys during those years of her life, but the spark wasn’t there. She felt no true attraction, no connection. But again, she learned. She learned on the day she saw a boy Souji’s age walk across the campus on a tour. She was attracted to the boy’s looks, of course. But it was that wide-eyed innocence he displayed, mesmerized by the exciting, strange new world around him that stuck in her mind. Naivety, eagerness, but all the same nervous and hesitant. Never confident. Never expectant.
And what fortune she had. To find work at a hospital where boys of such an age were regularly employed as help. To be given a shift that made it easy to approach them. Sayoko recalled a moment when another nurse asked why she was never interested in applying for the daytime shift. Laughed.
“Why am I laughing? Souji-kun, there are things that you’ll only know by learning yourself. And speaking of learning—” Sayoko sat down on the bed. Patted the space next to her. Gave Souji an expectant look. “—It’s time for tonight’s lesson.”
She watched Souji take his seat. He gripped his knees. Stared straight ahead, as though he were afraid to look at her. She giggled. Pressed herself against him. “Now, where to begin?” Sayoko pressed a delicate hand against his chest. “Up here, we have the pectoral muscles.”
She felt Souji’s breath quicken. His heartbeat felt rapid. Sayoko put her lips to his ear and spoke with a smooth, inviting voice as her hand slid downward. “And here we have the abdominal muscles.” She prodded him; teased them to sense their tone. “My, you’re fit for your age. You must get a lot of exercise. And the girls must be all over you.”
Souji exhaled a quick, strong breath. Sayoko caught faint whiffs. Found the scent inviting. She spoke again in a warm whisper. “And now the main lesson for tonight.”
Her hand slid downward. She sensed Souji’s whole body go tense as her fingers slipped under the front of his pants. Under the elastic of his underwear. Sayoko took his cock in hand. “And this. Well, you should know very well what this is. But do you know how to use it, I wonder?”
Souji remained silent, save for his nervous, quickened breath. Sayoko stroked his manhood. Felt delight as the already semi-hard shaft grew rigid under her power. “Mmm. Such a fine example. Let’s take a look, shall we?” She released her grip. Watched the torment in the boy’s eyes as she pulled her hand out. Loosened his belt. Unfastened the button. Pretended to have trouble with the zipper. She ran the little metal tab down its track, rubbing her hand against his shaft through layers of cloth.
His body shuddered.
“Cold, Souji-kun?” Sayoko spoke in a coy tone. “These old hospital rooms do get so drafty.” She crooked a finger around the band of his underwear. Slid it down. Kept her eyes on his face as his cock slipped free. “I know a way to warm you up.” She leaned over his lap. Paused as he edged away. Sayoko took him by the arm once again. Urged him back to her side. “Relax, Souji-kun. This is an important lesson you need to learn.”
Souji’s breathing grew heavier, but he remained still as Sayoko leaned over his lap. She massaged his cock with her hand. Kissed the tip of the head. Ran her tongue along its length. Sayoko let go with her hand, and took hold of Souji’s balls. Their warmth pulsed in her fingers as she wrapped her lips around the shaft. Her tongue worked every inch of its length as she bobbed her head.
Though she couldn’t see it in his face, the sounds Souji made as she applied her ‘treatment’ were enough. The nervous breathing. The shocked gasps. She felt his hands on her back, her neck, in her hair. The poor boy doesn’t know what to do with himself. Sayoko gave his balls a gentle squeeze. Focused attention on the based of the head. His hands pulled away.
After several minutes of Sayoko’s nursing, Souji came in her mouth. She swallowed what she could. Pulled a tissue from a nearby box to clean what little remained. As she did so, she watched Souji sit in dumb silence. Reveled in the sounds of his post-orgasmic panting.
With a dainty wipe of her lips, she stood up. “Well, Souji-kun, I think that’s enough for tonight. Perhaps I’ll have the chance to teach you more, but it’s time you returned to your duties. After all—” She tossed the used tissue in the cart’s garbage bin. Cast him a devilish smile. “Hospitals must remain sanitary.”
As Sayoko retrieved her clipboard and unlocked the door, she heard the sound of a zipper and the frantic jingle of a belt buckle. She ran her tongue along her upper teeth. Such a pure taste. And so innocent. Sayoko slid the door open and entered the hall. Gave Souji one last glance and shut the door behind her. I hope he’s a very slow learner.
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