90 Day Saioumami Challenge

𝟙𝟛 - On the Desk 🥥

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On the desk, Sex toys, Orgasm denial, In the bath.

Word count: 1896

Originally, this was supposed to end after the first session, but it was too short so I added extra. Enjoy.

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Shuichi glared at the papers on his desk. His leg bounced rapidly and his foot tapped against the linoleum floor of the shared office. He continued to refocus on his work, but it was almost impossible.

Shuichi and Kokichi sat on the couch, cuddling in the silence of dawn. Due to a pandemic spreading across the entire globe, the three had moved into a home together. Being apart was a no-go. Not under any circumstances.

They didn't mind the silence, they were just glad that they had the ability to be together. Rantaro had been in the pile of affection, however, he excused himself to go upstairs after seeming a little antsy. Shuichi but allowed him to go, although worried about him. Maybe he just needed the bathroom?

What he didn't expect was for Rantaro to return and ask them a question. Honestly, Shuichi was embarrassed. Not at the question, but how he instantly grew an erection at the thought alone.

"You're telling us, you want to try... What now?" Kokichi asked, staring at the objects in Rantaro's hands.

"Put this inside of you while you work today," Rantaro smirked. He seemed so calm about the abnormal request. Shuichi wondered how red his face was at this point. This was unexpected and unusual to him.

"What do we get in return?" Kokichi chuckled, grabbing one of the vibrators.

"A reward," Rantaro replied nonchalantly. "Depending on if you follow the rules. What do you two say?"

Now, Shuichi tried to do some work from home whilst a vibrator was buzzing around deep inside of him. He purposefully chose to do work that wasn't confidential, anything that was public knowledge. That way, it didn't matter if Rantaro or Kokichi happened to see something, even though they wouldn't be looking. Being a detective made things like this difficult.

He let out a whine, tightening his grip on the pencil. Rantaro glanced up from his desk and smirked at the bluenette. Shuichi could hear Kokichi's heavy breathing from nearby, the purplette closer to him than Rantaro was. They were both at their limit yet not allowed to go further. If they did, they wouldn't get the reward that Shuichi desperately desired. Even if he didn't know what it was.

Shuichi whined again and slammed down the pencil, bowing his head. "C-Can we cum yet Rantaro?!" He shouted. Rantaro glanced up from his desk again and chuckled.

"Does someone want me to turn it up?" He asked, a daring tone in his voice. They'd been told the rules before starting. No cumming without permission, self-stimulation or begging. Kokichi and Shuichi both figured this would be simple but it was just the opposite.

Kokichi released an exasperated shout as he slammed his head into his arms, hiding the rosy hue on his cheeks. His thighs were squeezed together as he squirmed in his seat. Shuichi continued whining, rocking his hips against the seat. Why he did that was something not even Shuichi could answer. All it did was provide further pleasure when he needed the opposite. He wanted it though, he needed the release.

"Both of you, take your pants off," Rantaro ordered as he stood from his desk. Shuichi stripped himself of the tight clothing within record speed, noticing Kokichi do the same. Without warning, Shuichi's chair lurched as Rantaro pulled him beside Kokichi, whose head still lay on the desk.