Thread by @Yuujitic

#GoYuu #五悠
CW: Slight Bondage, Kissing, Teaching
A/N: Hehehe, couch scene because there’s never enough~!!

Yuuji knows there’s something weird about this.

He can’t really pinpoint it but maybe he’s the weird one for thinking this is weird.

Gojo-sensei’s only doing his best to help him get stronger and this is nothing more than a training session.

There's nothing wrong with this but yet, Yuuji can't keep his eyes focused on anything but his sensei’s face (even though he knows he should be focusing on other things).

He's distracted by his sensei's beauty.

Yuuji's stomach flips on itself, he's feeling insanely uncomfortable by the situation.

Mainly because he can't seem to focus on the training at hand. All he wants to do is just stare at his pretty sensei.

He tries to not think of the pain in his shoulders. But the ache—

—blooms, reminding him of the fact that his hands were currently tied behind his back.

“Sensei…”

“What’s wrong, Yuuji-kun?” Gojo hums, his blindfold is gone because he said he needed to make sure that Yuuji was controlling the flow of energy properly.

“Are you sure this…?” Yuuji hestiantly asks.

His sensei smiles even bigger, a single finger tracing over the little marks he's left on Yuuji's behind. The pink-haired boy shivers when his sensei circles around one of his nipples.

Then Gojo pinched it.

A startle moan slips from Yuuji’s mouth, the pink-haired boy flushing even more from the sound he’s just made. But his sensei makes no comment against the pitchy sound that’s just escaped him, much to his relief

“C’mon, Yuuji-kun, you can tell me what’s in your mind.” Gojo says.

He tweaks Yuuji’s pesky nipple again, harder this time.

Yuuji weakly arches his back, squirming on the couch as his sensei continues to play with his nipples. It’s embarrassing, and Yuuji hopes that his sensei can’t…see the tent that’s forming.

“It’s just…is this really training?” Yuuji huffs out, blinking away the tears.

Gojo chuckles, pearly white teeth showing. “Of course, it is! Are you doubting your sensei, Yuuji-kun?”

Yuuji’s quick to shake his head because no, he would never ever doubt his sensei.

He’s already grateful that someone as strong as Gojo-sensei was willing to train him to be stronger.

“Let’s move onto module two!” Gojo-sensei says, clapping his hands loudly, standing up. He makes a gesture that tells Yuuji to come.

It's a little bit of a struggle to stand when his two arms are bounded together but Yuuji makes do and finally manages to get on his two feet.

Yuuji takes two steps to reach his sensei—

—his bare feet tingling against the cool floor, goosebumps raising across his body, reminding him of just how naked he is.

Gojo smiles even bigger, standing to his full height and Yuuji tries to reach his sensei’s face (but sensei’s always been much taller than he is).

He ends up losing his balance, falling against Gojo’s chest.

“Whoops-a-daisy,” his sensei laughs, all hearty and Yuuji embarrassingly tries to steady himself. “Don’t take your time, Yuuji-kun, we don’t have all time.”

“S-sorry, sensei…!”

Yuuji rises up on his toes in order to reach the perfect height of his final destination.

And just like a trained dog, Yuuji presses his lip against his sensei’s softer ones

The older man starts to licks at his mouth.

Gojo slides his hands around his waist and down to squeeze his ass—dragging his body even closer as if his sensei’s trying to mold them together.

Yuuji whimpers softly, thrusting his ass back into his sensei's abnormally large hands so he can knead them some more.

Gojo nips at his lip and like the good student he is, Yuuji opens his mouth, welcomes his sensei’s fat tongue, and Gojo deepens their kiss—he tastes of sweets, just sweets.

Yuuji swallows the cry building in his chest, the little moans and pants as his sensei trains him.

He tries his best to control the energy, tries to keep it at a steady level.

“That’s a good boy,” his sensei praises, squeezing Yuuji’s ass a little harder. “Let’s move onto the next exercise, yeah?”

Like a good student, Yuuji nods.