Chapter 1: The Magistrate's Confession
The late-night dorm room hummed with tension, moonlight slicing through the blinds onto Kiyotaka Ishimaru's neatly made bed. Reukan Nakanishi stood rigid, his heterochromic eyes—one crimson, one purple—darting away as he confessed, 'Taka, I wish to experiment. These eyes... they betray my discipline. Blindfold me.'
Kiyotaka's ruby eyes gleamed with fiery determination, his muscular frame taut in his white uniform. 'Reukan, your logic is impeccable yet intriguing! But blindfolding? That's bold for the Ultimate Magistrate.'
Reukan's formal posture faltered, a shy flush creeping up. 'It aligns with rules—covering chaos.' Taka chuckled sharply, 'Witty as ever, but let's make it kinky with my tie.' He looped the silk over Reukan's eyes, tying it firm.
'Now handcuffs,' Reukan pressed, voice booming then stammering. 'For us rule-enforcers—it only makes sense!' Taka flushed, witty retort flying: 'Handcuffs? Sounds delightfully deviant, Magistrate, but I approve the order!' He snapped the cuffs on Reukan's wrists, key clinking onto the table.
Panting already, Taka suggested, 'Mutual masturbation to start?' Reukan's cuffed hands twitched. 'Foolish—I am bound!' Taka grinned, horny heat building, 'Then I'll handle both cocks. Hard and ready, aren't we?'
Sweating, Taka freed their throbbing lengths, gripping Reukan's sensitive cock in one hand, his own in the other. 'Dripping already,' he teased, stroking rhythmically. Reukan moaned loud, 'Your touch ignites chaos—faster!' Their panting filled the room, asses flexing, bodies wet with sweat.
'Cum together,' Taka commanded, voice booming. But Reukan's sensitivity peaked; he bucked, 'I cannot hold—!' He came hard, cum spurting across Taka's fist, loud cries echoing as the prefects lost all composure.
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