As Squalo licked Yamamoto on the nape he paused. Then the man smirked viciously, as though he knew something Yamamoto didn't.
"I can tell….you just came." Squalo said menacingly and nipped at the boy's neck. Blush danced its way across the teenager's face and whimpered at the fact that Squalo saw through his pathetic efforts. Then the swordsman started to passionately suck at Yamamoto's neck which resulted in the boy moaning out of both pleasure and pain.
"Please senpai, ah, st-stop." Yamamoto begged, only to see that his offer had been rejected; Squalo had gotten hold of him and was certainly not letting go of his naive prey.
The man began to undress Yamamoto, not caring about how the boy was trying his best to uselessly resist against Squalo's actions.
"Squalo! It's raining. We're both wet and cold-we might get sick!" The teenager tried to reason with the assassin.
"Tch, that's just an excuse and you know it. We're both perfectly fine with water…in fact…," Squalo trailed off, eyeing Yamamoto up and down with the intention of something devious in his grey eyes. The Japanese teen glared at Squalo, only wondering what the man would do next. The two stayed like that for a long time. Staring, gazing in one another's eyes trying to reveal the other's next move or thought.
Squalo continued to undress Yamamoto, but quite fiercely and rapidly, not thinking about the fact he could be scratching the boy in doing so. Whilst in the middle of this, the man was undressing himself as well even though the brat offered to help, only to be refused by the arrogant swordsman. When both of them had finally gotten down to their birthday suits Squalo hauled Yamamoto onto the moist ground that was being over-nourished by the constant drizzle. The boy wriggled beneath Squalo as he lay in the submissive position. This was uncomfortable, to Yamamoto, at least.
This was a first for the teen; being completely naked with another male, and an older one at that. Then the painful rubs against each other's needs that Squalo purposely inflicted to tease…and cause ecstasy made it worse for him. Without admitting it, Yamamoto wanted ever so desperately to give in to his newly found sexual desires that he felt towards his mentor. Suddenly Squalo loomed over the boy's face as his lips twisted to a devilish smirk. Between them was this new sensation that Yamamoto couldn't seem to put a finger on when-
"Aaaahhhh…." Yamamoto moaned as he realized that this new feeling was actually the feel of Squalo grinding his own areas against the teen's once more, except harder, as if he wanted a bigger and better reaction to sooth his hunger.