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The clock has just passed 4 pm as Kaji strolls through town, a lollipop stuck between his teeth, headphones donned, loud music blasting into his ears like thunder - exactly how he likes it. It's a usual patrol like any other, and as usual, the second year Grade Captain is accompanied by his two Secondary Captains Enomoto and Kusumi, one on each side.
Certainly, though, the streets are rather quiet today. Not even Risa, the rebellious white cat of Mrs. Koshi, ran away from the warmth of her home until now, and Kaji is more than glad about it. Albeit that little rascal can be a pain in the ass sometimes, he must admit (over the time) he somehow took a liking to her. It's good to know she's safe and sound on a cold winter day like this.
On the ground and atop the lanterns that the group walks past, Kaji notices a fresh, gentle layer of snow. Furthermore, some of the windows are shining brightly, for they're decorated with stars, little snowmen and twinkling lights.
Today's christmas. December 24th, to be specific. Christmas Eve. The only couple of folk they encountered so far have been in a rather jolly mood, waving at him and his Secondaries to hand over cookies. The bag of sweets now bouces in Enomoto's grasp, whose big steps leave creaky shoe prints in the snow.
In all honesty, Kaji has never considered himself a christmassy person. Far, far from it, actually. The contemplativeness that the holidays radiate, the calmness and peace which everyone is supposed to surrender themselves to... it always put a certain kind of pressure on Kaji in the past. He's just not a very contemplative person in general. Neither is he a calm person.
But... things are different this one, special winter. Perhaps he is different, too.
Because it's the very first winter that Kaji is with you. His cute, little cupcake.
When Kaji's phone vibrates in his pants, the music spilling from his headphones stops for a moment, announcing the existence of a new notification. Heart skipping a beat, he takes a glance, and once his eyes approve of his hope that it could be a message from you, that muscle in his chest spreads warmth throughout his body.
In all honesty, Kaji has never considered himself a romantic person. Far, far from it, actually. Heck, it never even crossed his mind before that a girl could be interested in him like that. He's genuinely been convinced that every girl would run away from him in the end, scared by his anger and his tone, whenever these emotions wash over him. Whenever his voice reaches a volume that's louder than he formerly anticipated.
Which is, admittedly, very often the case.
But you...
Oh, you really do none of the above. You'd never run away from him. Quite the opposite - you somehow keep running towards him. You keep embracing Kaji with something that makes him feel whole. And warm. It's a completely different type of heat, though, than the one that's boiling in his guts each time fury comes over him.
No, your warmth is nothing but comforting. It's calming.
In short, it's everything that Kaji ever needed, and more. He's still so beyond grateful that he's that lucky guy who got set up with you earlier this year.
...
It all started out as a blind date of sorts. A blind date Kaji didn't have any intent to go to.
Enomoto and Kusumi, however, his most loyal friends, insisted on it. Both of them stressed things had already been arranged - a nice table in a nice café, flowers to bring as a gift, his date partner (in their words, someone “remarkably adorable”).
They didn't leave Kaji much choice in the first place, nor did they give him a real chance to refuse. Kaji knew full well that his Secondaries were relying on him. Just how they were relying on him as their Grade Captain.
So Kaji sighed, frustration surging through him in a way that, at one point, had become too familiar of a feeling. But either way, the second class Grade Captain complied, and thus attended this pre-scheduled date.
And damn, did it turn out to be the best decision he's ever made.
As soon as Kaji entered this small café on the west side of town, his eyes found yours, and for a moment the rest of the world faded entirely into the background. Kaji's heart began to race, so much it almost made him choke on the last remnants of that lollipop in his mouth.
Incredibly pretty and dolled up, you were sitting there alone at a table. Like an artpiece. By the looks of it, you were clearly waiting for someone. And your smile became soft, a certain glow adding to your expression, which made you look even more beautiful, as Kaji held your gaze.
Oh, he was utterly, foolishly, embarrassingly struck by you.
However, although all details suggested it (the other seats taken, the other guests of a much higher age), Kaji still couldn't believe it was truly you he was supposed to meet.
He just couldn't believe someone as precious and perfect as you was waiting in this café for him.
A quite unfamiliar feeling rose in his chest when he then heard your voice for the very first time, as you introduced yourself and thanked him for coming. He even questioned if he had really put down his headphones and not just picked a different genre, since the words that left your pink, shiny lips rang like music to him all the same.
Seriously, Kaji couldn't believe his luck.
Thus his former plan to leave early using a polite, thoughtful apology, quickly floated away into oblivion. Instead, he sat down, his beating heart losing itself more in the shade of your eyes every time you batted your mascara-painted lashes.
You were so... lively. And cute.
Aside from that, you showed interest in him, more than what Kaji was used to (and way more than what he thought to deserve). You asked him what type of music he prefers to listen to, what bands and artists he likes best.
And you laughed, about something that he said and what might've been funny, albeit he didn't even mean it as a joke. Either way, Kaji was so glad to have said it in that moment, because he literally could've drowned in the sound of your joy.
Afterwards, as he escorted you home, you even held on to him. It made his whole body tingle from head to toe. And when at some point you got surprised by a dog, you practically jumped into Kaji's arms. By pure instinct, as though he was someone heroic. As though he was something like a knight.
You looked so innocent when you did that, it sparked a deep yearning in Kaji to cherish and protect your gentle soul. Always and forever.
That's how the two of you became a couple.
...
With time, however, Kaji quickly learned that not all of your sides are in fact purely innocent. An unexpected surprise to him, though one which only adds to the sweet addiction you embody.
Because underneath your lovely sunshine personality there lies a touch-driven, sex-positive and very passionate force. You're creative in the bedroom, rather... experimental, and certainly not shy in regards to lust. You always manage to make Kaji breathless within minutes, and tend to worship his body in a way that most often feels too good to be true.
Oh, Kaji loves getting spoiled by you.
Though, what he loves just as much (or maybe even more), is spoiling you in return. After trying out some things, it soon became his favorite hobby to turn your legs to mush with his mouth, by suckling your cute, little clit like one of his lollipops.
Kaji's also a huge sucker for watching how the pleasure affects your expression. It's simply a sight to behold when your cheeks are dusted pink and your lips puff out saccharine, needy whimpers, for he moves just right, and his dick offers you the size and stimulation that your nerves crave so bad.
It's moments like these which help Kaji realize that there's more to him than his anger issues and his skills in fighting. He's actually got it in him - the ability to feel calm. The ability to feel unconditional, gentle love. Because it threatens to pour out of every of his pores and drip down on your naked, quivering body each time he has his cupcake come undone for him.
Back in the presence, Kaji profusely shakes his head, trying to quiet all these thoughts circling around sex and pleasure that tend to bubble up every now and then. He just can't help it, you've got him wrapped around your finger since the very first moment.
And Kaji is surprised (however, not offended) by how little he minds that.
Swiping down, he then checks the newest notification (oh, you've sent a voice message!), before he taps on the screen to open your chat. In anticipation of hearing your tender voice, Kaji presses play. His Secondaries, of course, still walking next to him, are unaware of the change of auditory input, or how Kaji's headphones suddenly switch from loud bass music to something way sweeter.
“Hey babe!”
As always, your tone is nothing but affectionate as it drizzles into Kaji's ears, and soft like a blanket. Despite his commonly stern-faced outerior, the Grade Captain can't help smiling. He shoves his hands back into the side pockets of his beige winter coat (your recommendation, which only adds to the clothing's coziness), then listens to your words attentively, while his group heads for the next street.
“I just wanted to say hi! I really can't wait for us to spend the evening together. Well, and the night, of course!”
Kaji hears you giggle into your microphone. He can't disagree. To spend Christmas Eve with you is easily the best gift he could ever wish for, so he's highly looking forward to it as well.
“But, babe... I need to tell you something. Uhm... I've been kind of a bad girl today? And what I'm gonna do next will most certainly put me on Santa's naughty list!”
Barely noticeable, Kaji's walking slows down. What could you possibly mean by-
“I already opened the last door of our advent calender! Oh, I'm so sorry Ren-chan! I know we always open it together, but I was so excited for the final thing. However, you're still on patrol, that's why I did it alone. And... now I can't stop looking at it. And I... I... God, I just have to try it out!” A light rustle resounds on the audio, as though someone's shifting their position on a blanket. “But I'd feel really bad doing that without you. So I'll just keep this audio running, okay? Then we're technically sharing the experience.”
Kaji's cheeks heat up in an instant. Because what only he knows - you're not talking about a regular advent calendar, like the ones that are filled with chocolates, little quotes or bags of tea.
No, at the beginning of december you got your hands on a rather enticing advent calendar instead. It may be candy themed, yet has the main purpose to... spice things up.
And dear heavens, did it spice up your and Kaji's sex life to quite an extent.
All these sinful memories the two of you created together recently... Oh, the Grade Captain tries his very best not to dive too deep. He's still on duty, after all.
But to his regret, his libido proves to have a mind of its own. Or perhaps it's just way too easy to indulge when every small detail of it is practically engraved in his brain.
Like those two little nipple clamps in the shape of bonbons, and your honey-sweet moans when Kaji pulled on them ever so gently. Or these handcuffs, designed like cotton candy, that you pulled on, in an attempt to twist away from your boyfriend's insatiable mouth, which kept working and licking your sensitive clit even after you've just shuddered through an intense orgasm.
Or, last but not least, that devilishly good tube of chocolate-flavored lubricant... Fuck, you sucked life out of and right back into Kaji before he was allowed to touch you even once.
A quiet growl escapes him now, as he lowers his head and clenches both of his hands to fists. Arousal flows warm into Kaji's lap, and with every second that passes he struggles more to ignore it. When it comes to you, it's just hard not to get carried away.
He practically swallows his next inhale, fills the lungs with ice cold air.
Then a long exhale, which turns his breathing into a gentle fog.
Kaji manages to calm down like that. A little, at least. Until-
“Hey babe, remember how you once joked about pleasuring me with one of your lollipops? Yeah, we were both so turned on by the idea, but unfortunately had to discard after some thought since it's sugar, which shouldn't really go down there.” There's a soft snicker on your end. “Well, we don't need to worry about that part anymore. I've got a very lovely vibrator in my hand right now, and guess what? It's a perfect replica of your lollies!”
Kaji literally freezes.
In the middle of the street.
Did you s-say... lollipop vibrator?
He gulps, flushing sugar from his own piece of candy mixed with saliva down his throat. Shit, only the thought of using such a toy on you has Kaji grow hard in his pants, so much he can actually feel the fabric around his crotch tightening.
Soon he notices that his Secondaries came to a halt as well, probably wondering what exactly stopped their Captain in his tracks all of a sudden.
Kaji prays they'll never find out.
Quickly, he lets off a grunt, pretending to have seen something on the opposite side of the street. Then he further pretends that he's just now realizing he's been mistaken, to then resume walking as if nothing happened.
Kaji can only hope that his acting proves to be convincing enough.
He hopes even more that his coat is wide and long enough to hide the bulge beneath it.
Against all odds, Enomoto and Kusumi seem to buy his risible lie. Luckily. Soon after, the group of three continues patrolling.
While Kaji keeps on listening.
He listens to - or rather, absorbs - every word of yours like an obedient dog, as you begin to describe the toy in more detail. There's a pink, smooth marble at the top, almost the size of a table tennis ball, which is connected to a white, 4-inch long stem. The picture that sparks on Kaji's mind is indeed identical to the sucker his lips are sealed around, albeit your one's clearly a hint bigger.
With the vibrator also came a tiny, red remote control. Kaji hears the buzzing once you turn it on. After a moment the vibration sound intensifies - you must be holding the lollipop right against your phone. As an invitation for him to listen more closely.
Kaji's body responds straight away. And it feels like that shaking sensation is running through each of his limbs as well. The tension which continues to build in his loins inevitably transcends to Kaji's jaw. The Grade Captain bites down, hard, and his teeth break off small bits and pieces of his sucker.
Fuck, this audio will be pure torture since he can't be there with you.
Sure, he knows he could press pause at literally any moment. He knows he could switch back to music or simply pull off his headphones. Yeah, the Grade Captain could try to forget about this audio for now. Choose patience. Wait. Until he can finally head home to you and let his lust crawl back between his legs, because that's where he can indulge in you and his fantasies to his heart's content.
But, unfortunately, Kaji has never been a patient person. And that's a trait which (in contrast to some others) didn't change with meeting you.
He's afraid it's gotten even worse, actually. Because the affection you spoil him with is so incredible, so elevating, he just can't help craving more and more of it.
Or, in other words, your pleasure is Kaji's very personal obsession.
He is unapologetically devoted to your lust, and beyond greedy whenever there's a chance to witness it. How his sweet, innocent cupcake can melt into a shameless little mess within mere minutes never ceases to drive him wild. Which means Kaji is (to put the matter simple) physically unable to resist your gift. As risky as it may be, he can't miss a single shred of this voice message.
A deep breath later, he turns up the volume.
“Okay so... I'm already lying in bed, babe. Cozy and naked,” you purr into his ears in a sing-song. “And wait, lemme check... Yep, I'm very excited for it, too!”
Kaji just knows that at least two of your fingers have just disappeared between your thighs, caressing and rubbing gently, only to come back wet. Oh, the things he'd do to see it. The things he'd do to suck on those fingertips and give them a taste...
“You're not mad at me, Ren-chan, are you? Are you mad at me because I just can't help myself and need to use the lollipop right away? If so, I'm sorry! I'm sorry you got yourself such a horny and kinky girlfriend. Maybe you should punish me for my behavior later!”
Kaji's teeth grind against each other like gears in a mill, the sweet flavor of strawberry coating his palate. How can someone like you even exist? How can someone like you truly be his?
In his ears then rings a gasp, which is followed by a pleased giggle.
Seems like someone has started playing with themselves.
“Oh, it feels so good against my nipples, Ren-chan!” you coo for him. “I'm circling it here and there, and it sends shivers all the way to my pussy! I wonder how it'll feel when I put it directly on my—Ah! Mhm! Yess!”
Even though Kaji expected this to happen, the noises that burst from your lungs once the vibrator kisses your core makes the erection in his underwear throb.
Painfully.
His feet are compelled to yet another stop. Otherwise the Grade Captain might've actually tripped.
Or simply fallen to his knees, in reverence at how beautiful you sound.
Kaji whips his gaze downward. No doubt, he's hard like a rock. The porn movie that took over the forefront of his brain is nearly killing him, after all.
Though, surprisingly, that's not what bothers him most right now.
What's even worse than his own unattended lust is the fact that - to Kaji - it feels like he's not having you all for himself while being out here on the streets. It feels wrong to him to focus on your moans when both of his Secondaries are practically within an arm's length.
Because your moans belong to him. To him and him alone.
Reluctantly, Kaji puts down his headphones, coughs, drawing once again the attention of his friends. “Yo... guess I gotta take a piss,” he mutters, pleading to the divine (or whatever may be out there) that Enomoto and Kusumi wouldn't notice how he awkwardly shifts his weight from one foot to the other. Or, in case they do notice, he pleads that they'll attribute it to the fullness of his bladder, aka the second lie he's telling them today. “You guys alright with doing the last few streets alone?”
“Of courrrrse, no prrrroblem!” comes Enomoto's reply forthwith, without even a breath of skepticism. “See you laterrrrr, then. And have yerrrrself a Merrrrry Chrrrristmas!”
Kusumi, who's standing to his left, nods as well. After saying goodbye, the two eventually head further to fulfill their duty.
For a handful of seconds, maybe, Kaji has guilt churn in his guts. But he manages to appease the emotion with the thought that the streets are pretty peaceful today, and that the chances are low for running into trouble. So whether the group consists of three people or only two won't make that much of a difference.
Soon Kaji turns the opposite direction, gaze roaming to find a place where he'd be unwatched. Once his eyes catch sight of a gap between two houses, he forbids himself from being picky, and sets off. As for now, an ordinary alley's probably the most privacy he can get.
After a few meters of walking, he puts his headphones back on...
—and gets outright attacked by those word chunks you cry out, voice brimming with lust.
“Ah! Hah! So good, feels so—nghh—good!”
Kaji nearly runs to that fence which seems to be the final point of his chosen alley, the spot that's farthest away from the street. Jesus Christ, it's only been like two minutes. How much did he fucking miss?
Shuffling closer to that wooden bound, Kaji fishes up his phone. So far, approximately half of the audio has played. There are, however, eight more minutes still left.
He stares at the screen as if the digits are trying to hypnotize him. Eight whole, freaking minutes?!
Pressing a hand to his crotch, Kaji fights the urge to punch something. The blood in his erection is boiling. His shaft is pulsating. Aching. How is he supposed to survive eight more minutes of this?
Would he survive even one?
“Hah! I can feel it at my g-spot! I can feel it—Mhmm!”
Your mewls spill into Kaji's ears like a flood, drawing a curse from his lips. Yeah, that much is clear. He definitely won't survive this audio. There's just no way.
Unless...
The Grade Captain's brain must've ultimately sunk into his lap. That's the only explanation for how this filthy idea building in the deepest, darkest corners of his mind somehow manages to wiggle its way to the front.
No. He can't possibly do that.
Not here.
Not in public.
Or... fuck, could he?
Kaji throws one rather lengthy look over his shoulder, though there's not a single person in sight.
Besides, even if someone walked past right now, they'd probably just take him for a random guy who's pissing in a random alley, wouldn't they? Certainly not the most decent thing for a Bofurin student to be associated with. But certainly not the worst one, either. And yeah, Kaji thinks he might be okay with that.
... No one will ever know what he's actually doing back here.
... No one will ever find out.
But he, on the other hand, would feel so much better afterwards. Oh, how relieving it'd be!
As he rubs his crotch through pants and coat, Kaji takes a shuddering breath. It's the only way out, isn't it? A filthy, debaucherous and beyond pathetic way, that's for sure. But considering how much need bundles between his legs... well, it's a beneficial solution anyway.
The moment another of your excited Yesses blasts through the headphones, Kaji's decision is set in stone. Of course the conclusion might be biased, but to him it sounds like you only just screamed that to urge him further.
So then he does what both you and his body ask of him. What is demanded of him. Not as a Grade Captain, but as a simple human being.
Which is, admittedly, something very, very stupid.
With a skilled motion Kaji unbuttons his coat, then unzips his pants to reach into his boxers. Through his veins courses thrill, mixed with heated arousal, as he wraps one hand around himself. The sudden pressure pulls a choked noise from his throat.
Fuck, he's hard.
“Damn it, cupcake... Now look what you make me do!” Kaji murmers into the cold, whereas heat simmers between his legs, and love in his heart. “I'm seriously about to jerk off back here like a sick fool, cornered by only a fence and those plain brick walls, because no part in me can deal with how good you sound doing this stuff with a lollipop.”
Shaking his head at his own words, Kaji exchanges his nearly finished sucker with a new one, before rewinding your audio to the start. With a fresh coat of sugar lingering on his tongue, he now allows your voice to lull him into a cloud, his fantasy really flourishing this time while you describe him the toy and your nudity.
Once he's back at the part where he formerly started talking to Enomoto and Kusumi, Kaji slides his phone into the chest pocket of his coat. Then he rubs his palms together, warming them up, until he thinks it'd be sufficiant for what he's got in mind and rests one of them against the fence. Into the other, he spits. Without any further ado, his hand descends again, finally liberating his boner from the grip of his underwear.
It's almost ridiculous, he's so hard not even the temperature affects his size. Every inch of Kaji is all too needy, begging to be touched, as he gives himself the first, sluggish pump.
And shit, it feels good.
It feels illegally good, actually, when his first guttural moan synchronizes with your next high-pitched one. Thus the rhythm of Kaji's hand picks up, without him even realizing.
“Ha! This'll sure put me on Santa's naughty list as well!” the Grade Captain notes on a chuckle. “After all, I couldn't call myself a good boyfriend if your name's on there all alone, right?” Kaji's following question only hits the fence, he's aware of that. Either way, he says the words with such heartfelt emotion as though you were right in front of him. “You hear me, cupcake? I'm always gonna be by your side! No matter how dirty or dangerous the places you go are, I'll always follow without a second thought. I'm yours.”
Since he rewinded the audio earlier, Kaji's now able to fully embrace the part where the vibrator teases your clit. He hears your whimpers and happy yelps turn into a melody, and imagines how you swipe that lollipop up and down your sensitive bud, eyes shut close as you surrender to the pleasure it gives you.
Oh, pure heaven.
Until eventually, there's a click, and the buzzing suddenly ceases.
“I wish you could see this right now, babe,” you purr through Kaji's headphones. “It's glistening so much already, although I haven't even put it in yet. I bet you'd like to lick that off if you were here! I bet you'd lick it all super clean, and then you'd stick this cute, little lollipop all the way up my pussy.” Tone growing sultrier, you add, “Be honest with me, Ren-chan. Wouldn't you really, really enjoy that?”
Kaji almost bursts on the spot. Oh, he wouldn't just enjoy it. If he were actually there with you, he'd devour and savor every single drop of your lust like it's his last meal. He'd beg you to spread your legs for him, and then alternate between licking your clit, licking the vibrator, and making the vibrator lick your clit for as long as he can physically bear, before ultimately pushing that pink marble into your drooling walls.
“Argh, fuck! FUCK!” Kaji thrusts desperately into his palm, each shaky exhale that leaves his mouth manifesting as a white streak in the air. On the audio, your voice is trembling as well, while you verbally draw him a picture of how the lollipop has just surpassed your entrance, and now slips in deeper, and deeper.
“Ah! I've started mov—hah!—I'm moving it! Babe! Hah! I can feel it at my g-spot! I can feel it—Mhmm!”
Kaji curses, amplifying the pressure of his fist to work himself more roughly. The temperature's slowly starting to dance at his knuckles, his hand begins to cool off again. But shit, there's this fire in his bones, hot and consuming, and it's drawing him closer to relief by the second.
“M-my clit is throbbing! I think it needs—hah!—it needs some attention!”
With a vigor close to able-to-draw-blood, Kaji bites his tongue. Oh, he'd give your sweet gem all of his attention, and he'd do it in less than a heartbeat. Whatever you ask of him, he exists to bestow it upon you. He'd-
“Good thing they came in a pair, right?”
Kaji's breath hitches at your comment. The air gets caught in his throat so abruptly it actually feels like some sort of short circuit. Even his palm stops stroking, and his mind falls into chaos, questioning if he understood your words correctly. Then a second vibration springs to life, again close to your microphone. The thoughts that overflow Kaji's brain render him delirious.
There are two vibrators. Not one, but two vibrating lollipops for you to play with.
Are they identical?! Or does the second one look any different?! Fuck, and is the first one still whirring, tickling you from the inside, while you're adding the second one? Are your walls still being stimulated while you're guiding that unforeseen, other partner down, to place the thing right on top of your-
“Yes! Ye-ees! OH, that's ITTT!!”
Kaji's boner, unattended and obviously getting impatient, reacts to your joy with a heavy twitch. And the Grade Captain goes along with it, doesn't waste another moment, as he proceeds to fuck his fist. Gradually, his in- and exhales merge into uneven panting.
Kaji's imagination is on a rollercoaster, and your auditory input only fuels that. The cold air trapped in his lungs stings, makes him feel like he'll eventually run out of oxygen. The friction is too much yet at the same time not enough. And the pleasure keeps pulsing through his dick, in the shape of a hundred blazing flames.
Oh, the combination is making him dizzy.
Luckily, though, he hears your whines starting to peak in volume, that's how Kaji can tell you're super close as well. Once you're finally falling off that cliff, he can allow himself to join. Matter of fact, he's beyond ready for it.
However, unexpectedly your mewls seem to quiet down. Then they cease entirely. In shock, since he's left with nothing but soft breathing, Kaji blinks his eyes open.
Did you climax already? No, that can't be. Kaji would know if you did.
Turns out he's right. Hardly a second later, your voice raises for an excited whisper.
“Oh, this is so much fun, babe! I don't want it to end already. So what do you think, should we edge ourselves a little?”
Through gritted teeth, Kaji escapes a token of agony. His other hand, which is propped against the fence, clenches so hard it has his knuckles turn white. “Edging? Seriously?!” he groans. “Damn it, cupcake, you're tryna kill me or something?! I had to fight myself not to burst since your first moan!”
Frustration tries to ignite within Kaji's stomach, but immediately dies down again. Ever since he met you, he's simply unable to hear your tender voice and feel anger at the same time. Maybe it's a law of nature, or a code written into each of his cells. In any case, he's certainly not complaining.
“Apologies, babe,” you appease him even further, making his heart ache just as much as his dick. “I know you're not the biggest fan of drawing things out. But I wanna enjoy this to the fullest, wanna indulge in these toys for just a while longer. Is that alright?”
Kaji suckles on his own lolly so feverishly his cheeks begin to hurt. Well, if you're asking him this sweetly, and in a tone that's so honey-dipped... then fuck, of course he's fine with it. Your happiness is his top priority, after all. Always. He'd endure hours of this amazing torture if it meant you'd be completely merry and satisfied by the end of it.
Thus, the Grade Captain steadies his stance, before he resumes stroking himself in time with a new wave of your whimpers, though he now moves his hand in a less rapid manner than before. Anyhow, a curse falls from his lips when he brushes his thumb over the tip, using his precum to create a smoother glide. Oh yes, Kaji can taste that imminent rush way too soon again. In order to deprive himself from it, he needs to gather all of his strength and will power.
But it's bearable (kind of, at least), since you already did the same, now breathing a deep sigh on the audio in response to your finish line fading away.
The game continues. One minute, then two. Kaji keeps relishing your saccharine noises and the sensations that run through his own lap, feeling like he's entering another world during those few moments in which the pleasure can build freely. However, every time things get just a little too pleasant, or whenever he realizes you are pausing, he commands his body to freeze. In the matter of a split-second, his dick stops abusing his hand. And his hand stops teasing his dick.
Needless to say, the last part of this equation becomes much more tantalizing each round.
Kaji can only imagine how your hands twist and work between your legs, for your former review did at some point lose its detail, leaving more room for the verbal proof of your enjoyment. Maybe you're still fucking yourself with lollipop number one. Or maybe you're not moving that one anymore and chose to let it just stay in place, too focused on lollipop number two and those nice shivers the vibrations elicit at your clit.
Regardless of what the scene truly looks like, the audio porn Kaji is allowed to listen to proves to be more than enough for his imagination, anyway. The Grade Captain lets off groan, as he leans his full weight on his forearm against the fence.
Another point of no return emerges right before him. But he withdraws from it, mere inches before he plummets.
Kaji thinks he's never been this good and patient for something in his entire life.
Until at some point - finally! - his stamina gets rewarded.
“Gosh, Ren-chan, this second lollipop's really trying to finish me off!” he hears you pant during the n-th break. “I wanna control it, I really do, but it's taking care of my clit so freaking good! Oh, it actually reminds me of you, babe! You always spoil my clit in the best way, too, and are so adorably greedy for my orgasms!”
Hearing this, and hearing your sweet giggle afterwards - that pure, warm love you have for him - makes Kaji lose control at last. He cracks the sucker in his mouth into tiny crystals, then spits out the stem to crunch on the remaining sugar.
“Okay, yeah,” he speaks in a husky voice, again as if you were standing right next to him. “I'm willing to share my greed with a toy, cupcake, if only this once. But fuck, I can't take it any longer! Please do me this favor, let it make you come! And once you fall apart, once those vibrations have your legs shaking, I want you to say my name.” Kaji picks up his tempo, hand and hips almost moving in trance. “Shit, yes. Scream my name as loud as you can when you come all over these lollipops, okay?”
Soon, your sinful moans caress his ears once more. Those moans that he lives for, washing through his headphones like an avalanche, about to peak in volume. Kaji bites his cheek, while the arousal between his legs only grows. And grows. And grows.
It's going to happen. As sure as a clock is ticking.
You and him will both come.
This time, neither of you can force yourselves to stop.
“AH! HAH! Ren-chan! I'm gonna!—I'm gonna!—AH!—RENNNGHHH!!”
As though aware of his prior pleading, your boyfriend's name jumps from your lips over and over again the moment your body is taken over by delight. Oh, Kaji can picture it so vividly. How your brows twitch together slightly, and how your face contorts blissfully, eyes squeezed shut and cheeks a little pink.
Your orgasm must be a strong one, Kaji can tell from the sounds alone. It's like he can even feel these rhythmic, hard clenches around himself, as if he were right there with you, buried deep inside your walls. As if it had been him, circling that lollipop on your clit all this time, lovingly guiding you to paradise.
It's that sweet fantasy which coaxes the Grade Captain to follow, merely a second later, and just as hard.
With praises for you on his tongue, Kaji's stomach tenses. His own high resembles an explosion, pulls noises from his throat that ring dangerously close to whimpers. White starts to stain the already white snow beneath him, for his pent-up lust finally has an outlet, and gets released in several spurts.
Even when it's all done, Kaji is still trying to catch his breath as though he just ran a marathon.
“Wow, that was amazing!” you eventually purr on the audio, equally spent but your voice velvety smooth from satisfaction. “I'm feeling so jolly now, babe. Guess that's that holiday spirit!”
You round things up with a relaxed snicker, which sparks the overwhelming urge in Kaji to kiss you. The urge to feel your lips warm on his. The urge to just feel you.
“Well, I hope you enjoyed this early christmas gift just as much as I did! See you later, Ren-chan! I love you!”
Thereafter, your voice falls silent, and the audio stops. Drunk on endorphins and his love for you, Kaji laughes out loud. With his shoe he shovels some more snow on the only proof of his crime, before he packs himself into his underwear, zips up the pants, and puts his coat back in place.
Oh, he can't wait for the encore to this show. But next time, it's gonna be with him in the front row, aka snuggled between your thighs. And yeah, most probably your wrists will be tied to the bedframe.
For a moment, Kaji considers to actually turn it into a small punishment, like you suggested at the beginning of your voice message. He imagines how cute you'll look squirming for him, wonders how long it'll take to make you beg, as things feel so good you can't even tell anymore which sensations are caused by the lollipops, what's your boyfriend's tongue, and what's the touch of his hands.
Kaji's chest heats up with anticipation, knowing you and him are going to enjoy this game likewise. Quickly, he grabs his phone to type a message.
>> Cupcake, better be prepared for a long night. You knew exactly what this voice message would do to me. Oh and... Merry Christmas! My love for you is too much to fit into words, so I'll make you feel it instead, with all of my heart. Will be there soon! <<