I Don't Like You At All, Caesar-Chan!!

"A-already?!" he exclaimed. "We just did it this morning! Twice, actually, we did it twice!"

Joseph hadn't seen Caesar get like this yet. He was already sore from training, on top of all the sex they'd been having recently, which made him worried that this could be potentially painful... yet, try as he might, the thought still excited him. He much preferred with when Caesar was rough with him... well, except until the day after when he had to jump back into their grueling training regimen.

He pulled off his scarf, revealing the bruises and hickeys that were still present.

"I'm not in the mood for your teasing," he replied, roughly pulling him close and trailing kisses down his torso. When he got to his thighs, he began to kiss and lick and bite them.

"I-I wasn't...teasing..." he protested meekly. This was definitely more scary than it was hot, Joseph decided.

"Do you care how I fuck you?" he asked, his breath warming Joseph's inner thighs.

"Not really, just, uh...try to be sort of gentle," he mumbled awkwardly. "Y'know, Lisa Lisa is gonna start suspecting something if I can't walk straight..."

He swallowed, trying not to imagine how nice it would feel to be that sore. He really wished his sex drive wouldn't get in the way of practicality.

"...a-actually, maybe it's fine if you're a bit rough," he amended. God, he was going to regret saying that.

"Leave Lisa Lisa to me," he replied, shoving him onto the bed. "I'm sure I can convince her the training is just hurting your soft, rich boy body. It is, isn't it?"

He pushed him facedown into the pillows and moved his legs apart. He took in the sight of Joseph's ass for a minute, groping him invasively.

"No, that's mostly you," he replied, craning his head to look behind him. "Besides, we both know that my body is everything but soft."

"Is that so?" he asked, spreading his cheeks apart. Without another word he leaned forward and began to eat him out, like he would a girl. He was pleasantly surprised by how natural it felt; he moved his tongue the way he had against so many female partners. As he licked, he reached around and began to lazily stroke Joseph with his hand.

Joseph gasped loudly, more out of surprise than pleasure. He craned his neck to get a better look, still in disbelief.

"Wh...what the hell are you doing?!" he asked as he was completely caught off-guard.

He licked him slowly in reply, applying pressure to the area with his tongue. His free hand squeezed Joseph's ass.

He swallowed back a moan and relaxed, pressing his face against the pillow again.

"...you...don't have to, you know..." he mumbled, mostly hoping Caesar would stop because it was embarrassing.

He pulled away for a moment. "Why, do you hate how it feels?" He continued with jerk him off, very certain that wasn't the case.

Joseph felt his face flush redder.

"W...well, no..." he grumbled in response. "It's just...nobody's ever..."

He groaned loudly.

"You're doing this on purpose just to fluster me, aren't you?"

"Why, is it working? Are you getting off to it?" he teased, grinning.

He knew it, he could hear in Caesar's tone that that was exactly why he was doing it.

"Well, I just won't tell you, then," he said stubbornly. "Maybe I hate it, maybe I don't."

"Only one way to find out," he said, licking him again.

He bit his lip almost painfully in order to stop himself from making noise. He wasn't going to tease Caesar, but now it felt wrong to simply give him the satisfaction. He had started it, after all. So it was his fault, this time.

He took his time, very deliberately teasing him with his tongue. He moved his and from his cock to his chest, choosing to grope his chest instead of pleasuring him.

He moaned involuntarily, finally, though he hoped the pillow pressed against his face muffled it. But even then, he continued to squirm and moan in pleasure, unable to resist. Caesar was too good at this. It wasn't fair.

He only stopped when he felt Joseph was good and ready; then he got on his knees and poured lubricant onto his hand, rubbing it on his cock.

He sighed to himself, looking back at Caesar again. "You sure are taking a long time for someone who ripped off my clothes as soon as we were alone," he complained.

"Do you want me to be quick?" he asked, a little put off. "Sex is a partner sport--you're supposed to feel good too, you know. Only a barbarian would ravage someone with no thought for their pleasure as well."

"W-well, of course..." he scoffed, trying not to look offended by that answer.

"Nothing's stopping you from taking charge, anyway," he said with a shrug. "You could climb on me right now and try it from on top if you wanted."

Joseph grinned suddenly, turning onto his back and sitting up, leaning close to Caesar's face. "Is that what you want, Caesar? You could have just said something, y'know."