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“Yaguchi is fucking adorable.” Tamura grumbles and huffs slamming the door to his room, and shakily unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it to a random corner. He tries to shuck off his pants but in his anger he trips over them, splatting face first onto his bed. “What the fuck!” he yells into the comforter, gripping it until his knuckles turn white.
“八口真是太可爱了。”田村嘟囔着，气呼呼地关上房间的门，颤抖着解开衬衫的扣子，把它扔到一个随机的角落。他试图脱掉裤子，但在愤怒中绊倒了，脸朝下扑到床上。“他妈的！”他对着被子大喊，紧握着被子直到指关节发白。
Rolling fully onto the bed, he stares at the ceiling and shakes off his pants from his ankles. “Toilet,” he whispers and smashes his hands into his face.
他完全翻身躺在床上，盯着天花板，抖掉脚踝上的裤子。“厕所，”他低声说着，把手砸向自己的脸。
“That virgin fucker, how does he even know what toilet is!”
“那个处男混蛋，他怎么会知道什么是厕所！”
Rubbing his eyes, he can't help but overthink that sentence so simple. Four words.
Four words
. But it's how he said it that impacted Tamura the most.
揉了揉眼睛，他忍不住对那句如此简单的话进行过度思考。四个字。四个字。但正是他说的方式对田村的影响最大。
“You reek of toilet.”
“你身上有厕所的味道。”
Oh, he could barely handle it: The closeness of their faces was too much he could just imagine those cute shining eyes half-lidded, those pale pink lips pulled into a sneer.
哦，他几乎无法承受：他们的脸如此接近，他简直可以想象那些可爱闪亮的眼睛半眯着，那淡粉色的嘴唇扭曲成一丝嘲讽。
He wanted Yaguchi to fuck him. He’d always thought of Yaguchi so innocent, the idea of him shoving Tamura's face into the bed and taking him from behind was a strange but welcoming thought.
他想要八口来操他。他一直认为八口是如此无辜，想象他把田村的脸按进床上，从后面占有他的想法既奇怪又令人欢迎。
Lost in his head, Tamura didn’t notice his hand had trailing its way past his navel and into his pants, fingertips skirting around the base of his half hard dick. Impatiently, he takes himself in his hand and squeezes, the sensation sending shivers up his body. Stroking roughly, his half mast quickly turns fully hard and he can’t help but crave for more.
沉浸在自己的思绪中，田村没有注意到他的手已经滑过肚脐，进入了他的裤子，指尖轻轻划过他半勃起的阴茎根部。急切地，他握住自己，紧紧一 squeeze，感觉让他全身颤抖。粗暴地抚摸着，他的半勃起迅速变得完全坚挺，他忍不住渴望更多。
Quickly shucking off his underwear, he groans as the flushed, dripping head of his dick softly taps against his stomach. Ignoring the nagging of his groin, he reaches down to the floor of his bed, pawing around until he finds a suitable dildo.
迅速脱掉内裤，他呻吟着，红肿、滴水的阴茎头轻轻碰触到他的腹部。无视下身的烦躁，他伸手到床边，摸索着直到找到一个合适的假阳具。
Squishing the stiff yet pliable rubber dick, he wonders if he should just call someone to fuck his brains out. He closes his eyes and sees Yaguchi with his stupidly adorable side pigtail and his dick throbs. Nope, no time — he needs this
now
. With his free hand, he snatches a small bottle of a random lubricant from his nightstand.
捏着坚硬却柔韧的橡胶阳具，他想知道自己是否应该叫个人来狠狠地操他。他闭上眼睛，脑海中浮现出八口的样子，那个傻乎乎可爱的侧辫子让他的阴茎一阵抽动。不行，没时间了——他现在需要这个。用空着的手，他从床头柜上抓起一小瓶随机的润滑剂。
Squirting the rest of it into the palm of his hand and rubbing it into the shaft of the fleshy dildo, he hastily lifts his hips off the bed to press a finger into himself. Closing his eyes and he imagines that it’s Yaguchi roughly scissoring himself.
将剩下的润滑剂挤到手掌中，涂抹在肉质假阳具的杆上，他匆忙抬起臀部，用手指插入自己。闭上眼睛，他想象着是八口在粗暴地夹弄自己。
The throbbing of his dick is rhythmic and is soon too much to bear. He swiftly pulls his fingers out, handing the dildo to his other hand as he positions it before slowly pushing it in, relishing the feeling of all the ridges of the fake veins and soft give of rubber kneading his insides.
他的阴茎有节奏地跳动，很快就让他难以忍受。他迅速将手指抽出，把假阳物递到另一只手上，慢慢地将其放入，享受着假阳物上所有的脉络和柔软的橡胶在他体内揉捏的感觉。
Slowly, Tamura starts to fuck himself using the dildo, his absent hand now back to stroking himself in tandem with the thrusts of the it. All he can think about is the gruff, disgusted voice Yaguchi had when he grabbed him by his shirt earlier that day.
慢慢地，田村开始用假阳物来操自己，他空着的手也开始与假阳物的抽插动作同步地抚摸自己。他脑海中只想着那天早些时候，八口抓住他衬衫时那粗犷、厌恶的声音。
Tamura really wants Yaguchi to show more of that side to him, that rough, primal side that has no hesitance snarling at him. He craves Yaguchi so badly, all of him. He wants to feel Yaguchi hot and hard inside him. He wants the hickeys to be replaced with his searing kisses.
田村真的希望八口能向他展现更多那一面，那种粗暴、原始的面貌，毫不犹豫地对他咆哮。他非常渴望八口，渴望他的全部。他想感受到八口在他体内的炙热与坚硬。他希望留下的不是吻痕，而是他炽热的亲吻。
The pace starts to heat up and the next thing he knows he’s grinding his hips down so far that he can feel his fingertips. “Yaguchi, fuck,” he whines out, the familiar tightness gathering in his abdomen. Tightly squeezing the tip of his dick, he can feel himself jerk as the head of the dildo rubs against his prostate.
节奏开始加快，接下来他意识到自己正在用力扭动臀部，直到能感觉到指尖。“八口，去你妈的，”他呻吟着，腹部熟悉的紧绷感聚集起来。他紧紧握住自己阴茎的顶端，感觉到随着假阳物的头部摩擦着前列腺而颤动。
He abuses that spot, his squeezing fingers denying himself release. The head of his own dick swollen, hot, and shining with precum dripping down onto his stomach. He closes his eyes and tries his best to imagine it was Yaguchi’s fingers holding his tip, Yaguchi's dick he was grinding on.
他不断刺激那个地方，紧握的手指让自己无法释放。自己阴茎的头部肿胀、炙热，伴随着前列腺液滴落在肚子上。他闭上眼睛，尽力想象是八口的手指握住他的顶端，是八口的阴茎在他身上摩擦。
His imagination runs wild as he feels the hot breath of his underclassman on his ear, insulting him. He releases his dick and squeezes his eyes tight. His whole body convulses as he cums hard, hot ribbons of white shooting out over his hand and onto his stomach.
他的想象力疯狂奔涌，感受到学弟热烈的呼吸在耳边，侮辱着他。他放开自己的阴茎，紧闭双眼。全身颤抖着，随着一阵强烈的高潮而射出，热烈的白色液体喷洒在他的手上和肚子上。
Slipping the dildo out and dropping it to the floor, he strokes himself down from his high. His heavy breathing is the only sound in the room aside from the cicada chirps of his open window.
他把假阳具滑出，扔到地上，慢慢抚摸自己，缓解高潮带来的快感。房间里只有他沉重的呼吸声，窗外蝉鸣声此起彼伏。
“Fucking hell, now I’m all sticky,” he hisses out and sits up. Letting go of his dick, he stands up to search for something to clean himself with. He rummages through his desk drawer and pulls out a small package of tissues, ripping it open. Wiping off his hands, dick, and ass, he feels the aftereffects of his orgasm.
“该死，现在我全身都是黏糊糊的，”他咕哝着坐起身来。放开自己的阴茎，他站起来寻找可以清理自己的东西。他翻找着书桌抽屉，拿出一小包纸巾，撕开包装。擦拭着手、阴茎和屁股，他感受到高潮后的余韵。
He exhaustedly shuffles over to his bed and picks up the dildo sitting on his night table, letting himself fall face first onto bed. Tamura sighs, his eyelids fluttering closed. He lets himself slip into a soft gentle sleep, sweet fantasies of him and Yaguchi in love lull him through the night.
他疲惫地走到床边，拿起放在床头柜上的假阳具，面朝下摔倒在床上。田村叹了口气，眼皮微微合上。他让自己沉浸在柔和的睡眠中，甜美的幻想着自己和八口的爱情，伴他度过整个夜晚。