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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      モブサイコ100_|_Mob_Psycho_100
  Relationship:
      Kageyama_"Mob"_Shigeo/Reigen_Arataka
  Character:
      Reigen_Arataka, Kageyama_"Mob"_Shigeo
  Additional Tags:
      Master/Pet, Dom/sub, Shota, Cock_Warming, Oral_Sex, Fluff, no_really.
      there's_fluff_in_there., Come_Swallowing, Dom_Mob, Sub_Reigen
  Series:
      Part 1 of Dom_Shota_Mob_Oneshot_Series
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-02-02 Words: 2161
****** Warm Me Up ******
by MerryGoat, reigenonice_(TardisType221b)
Summary
     After spending their morning out in the cold, Reigen needs to help
     Mob warm up.
     Everywhere.
Notes
     Written by both the lovely ReigenonIce and the grotesque MerryGoat,
     we give you this abomination! Preened and Beta'd for release into the
     wild by Fruits!
See the end of the work for more notes
It was another cold February morning as Mob and Reigen trudged through the wet
snow that had long been fresh. Now nothing but a nuisance, making it’s presence
clear with the nasty cold burn that came with winter.
Side by side they shuffled back to the office, just having had bought breakfast
from the local convenience store. Reigen held the bag full of fruit, sweet
bread, and drinks with his left hand, bag threaded between his fingers. His
entire right arm had already been claimed by Mob, who was determined to walk as
close as humanly possible to the older man.
Reigen had been content with their walk, unable to complain about the closeness
since he really didn’t mind. It wasn’t until Mob’s body fell behind, leaving
his side for a split second that he finally piped up.
“Oi, Mob, what are you waiting-” he tried to say, but was instead interrupted
by the answer. Without asking for permission, Mob snuck up behind him, lifting
the back of Reigen’s winter coat.
“Hey, it’s cold!” Reigen complained, but the boy didn’t listen and instead
popped his head up the back of his coat, effectively hiding like a turtle at
the back of Reigen’s coat.
“It’s cold,” Was Mob’s simple explanation, pressing his chest forward to motion
Reigen to continue forward.
Reigen couldn’t help a small laugh at the curious antics of his student, unable
to reprimand his immediate instinct to nestle into him. “But we won’t be able
to walk very far this way,” Reigen said, reaching behind himself to pat Mob’s
back.
He felt Mob shrug his shoulders, only nuzzling harder against his back to show
that he would not be going back out into the cold air. “It hurts my nose,” he
explained, twitching it against Reigen’s shoulder blade.
“Hmmm,” Reigen hummed, tilting his head back to look up. Gray filled the sky,
not a single discernible form stood out. “Well, we can’t walk the entire way
like this,” Reigen said, shrugging his coat off. Mob made a noise of protest,
but Reigen continued, “I know a much faster way to get home - one that won’t
freeze us in the process.”
He turned to face Mob, his head tilted under Reigen’s coat that fit over him
like a cloak. Reigen had a thinner sweater under the coat, so he wasn’t too
concerned about being cold. But Mob had overestimated his cold tolerance, and
only left his house that morning with a green hoodie, a cute little puppy face
design at the front.
“How’s that, shishou?” Mob asked, shrugging the coat down to drape over his
shoulders.
“It’s simple!” Reigen announced, reaching forward to scoop the boy into his
arms. Mob initially squeaked in surprise, arms flailing in the air from the
unexpected action, but quickly clung his arms around Reigen’s neck.
The handle of the grocery bag slid onto Reigen’s wrist while his large hands
held the boy by his bottom and back, making sure not to drop him. “Alright, now
just wrap your legs around me and we’ll be set,” Reigen said, patting Mob’s
thigh.
Without a second of hesitation, showing complete trust in Reigen, Mob followed
his instruction and wrapped his legs around the man’s hips. He was rewarded by
a pat on the back, and Reigen cocked his hip to the side to have a steady hold
of the kid.
“See, much more comfortable,” Reigen smiled, resuming their walk back to the
office.
Mob hummed in agreement, relaxing into Reigen’s strong hold. He buried his face
between the crook of Reigen’s jaw and shoulder, nuzzling into his neck. Reigen
twitched, unprepared for the sudden contact to such a sensitive spot. But he
didn’t complain, instead tilting his head to the side to press his cheek
against Mob’s head.
The entire way home, Mob hummed contently against his neck, occasionally
whispering tiny words of appreciation before nuzzling back against his neck. It
took a lot of self control for Reigen to not accidentally drop the kid with
every sudden hum, noises that sent vibrations up Reigen’s throat.
By the time they arrived to the office, Reigen couldn’t feel his own nose from
the cold. But Mob seemed to be more than content with leeching all of the
warmth for himself, and Reigen didn’t mind. Mob was so comfortable and content
in his arms and Reigen knew he’d do anything Mob wanted just for Mob to feel
this way again. That child had him wrapped around his little finger.
“Hold on tight,” Reigen warned, holding his hip out to carry Mob’s weight,
letting go of his back to unlock the door. The key jingled loudly as he
wriggled the lock open, and when he shoved them back into his pocket.
Mob made a noise of acknowledgement against his neck, turning his head to rest
his cheek on Reigen’s shoulder as they finally entered the office. “You did so
well today,” Mob murmured, half lidded eyes staring up at Reigen as he shut the
door.
With a secure arm still wrapped around Mob, Reigen strided to the far wall
where the thermostat waited. 15 °Cit read, the aftermath of passing through a
night of keeping the temperature low to save money. Reigen shuddered, pointing
a glove clad finger out to turn up the heat.
Once Reigen set the thermostat and he could feel the radiator starting to heat
the room he walked over to his desk, setting Mob down on his chair. He painted
quite the picture, so small in his chair, wrapped in his coat, but staring at
him so intensely.
“Aren’t you going to warm me up?” Mob asked and Reigen felt a pang of anxiety.
Had he disappointed Mob already? They had only been here for a few minutes.
Reigen got on his knees in front of Mob. He removed his own gloves and took
Mob’s small hands in his. He slipped Mob’s gloves off of his master’s hands,
now so small and delicate without the thick gloves to shield them. Reigen knew
that Mob loved the fact that he seemed to radiate heat and he took advantage of
that by rubbing Mob’s cold hands in his.
“Does that feel better?” Reigen asked, massaging and squeezing their hands
together. Reigen had done all he could to keep Mob warm while they were
outside, but somehow that wasn’t enough.
Mob nodded, but then was betrayed by a shiver. Reigen quickly got to work. He
unzipped Mob’s coat, and pushed it off his thin shoulders so that he could help
Mob pull his hoodie over his head along with his t-shirt.
Mob’s nipples were erect already but Reigen avoided them for now, focusing on
getting rid of the goosebumps on the rest of Mob’s upper body, which began to
warm under Reigen’s gentle rubbing. He heard Mob sigh in relief once Reigen had
been at it for a little while.
Mob purred under his touch. “It’s finally warming up in here,” he said, tilting
his head back to enjoy Reigen’s warmth. He shifted in the seat, nuzzling back
against the chair and spreading his legs casually.
Now that Mob was comfortable, he could focus on more important areas.
Knowing the drill, Reigen didn’t need to say a word before running his large
hands up Mob’s lithe sides, enjoying the soft boyish curves of body. His thumbs
brushed against his nipples which were unsurprisingly already hard. Reigen
smiled to himself, eyes focusing on Mob’s rising and falling chest as he slowly
rubbed circles around those perky little nipples.
“Shishou, my chest is already warm,” he said, sleepily staring down at him. His
smaller hands reached up to spread over Reigen’s wrists, tugging them down his
body, allowing Reigen the privilege of touching his stomach before they reached
the destination.
Reigen’s breath hitched, even after time and time again unable to fully come to
terms with how glorious this entire trade of power was. Mob had lead his hands
down to his lower stomach, stopping just short of his crotch.
“I’m still cold here,” Mob said, letting go of Reigen’s wrists. “Right here,”
he pointed a finger between his thighs.
Without needing to be explicitly told what to do, Reigen knew what was implied.
With shaking fingers, he pulled the front of Mob’s pants open. His eyes stayed
focused on Mob’s expressions waiting for any change in expression that might
indicate anything short of content.
Instead of any displeasure, a small smile curled the edges of Mob’s lips.
Encouraged, Reigen tugged Mob’s pants and underwear down with a few pulls. He
left the pants on, but just low enough to reveal the entirety of Mob’s cock and
balls.
Mob’s soft, fat balls were so cute… Working as a pillow for his cock, still
soft, even smaller than usual with the cold. Reigen couldn’t pull his eyes
away, wrapping his hands around Mob’s thighs to spread them further so he could
accommodate himself between them.
Eyes on the prize, Reigen lowered his head to face Mob’s cock which responded
with a tiny twitch. He opened his mouth, enveloping the boy’s cock down to the
base with a gentle suck. It was so small in his mouth, only half his tongue.
But as tempted as he was to just play with it, he realized he had an actual
task at hand.
With practiced movements, he gently twirled his tongue along it’s entirety. He
gave gentle suction, lapping up the underside to make sure he hit every point.
Mob’s cock twitched against his tongue, hardening in his mouth, rewarding
Reigen for his efforts.
“Shishou…” Mob whined, sounding so innocent and small despite being in charge.
Those small fingers threaded Reigen’s hair, pulling and petting as his hips
began to squirm under Reigen. “You’re being unfair, you have to take the rest
too,” he demanded, hips stuttering up.
Not needing to be told twice, Reigen opened his mouth wide, sticking his tongue
out to pull the boy’s plump balls into his mouth. Mob whimpered above him, his
shaky hands petting Reigen’s hair back. “Good boy, keeping your student warm,”
Mob purred.
Reigen hummed in joy around the entirety of Mob’s cock and balls, the
vibrations causing Mob to jolt forward and grip his hair. “Sh-shishou! Do that
again,” he said, hips shaking as he gently humped forward.
Happy to comply, Reigen hummed a little tune as he continued to suck. Reigen’s
hips swayed happily when he felt Mob’s cock fully harden, stiff on his tongue
and leaving a salty taste in his mouth.
With a gasp, he released Mob’s balls from his mouth so he could focus solely on
his cock. Mob whimpered at the exposure, but didn’t complain. Especially with
not how wonderfully Reigen was working his cock.
His hot tongue rubbed the slit, rubbing up and down at the small underside vein
of the kid’s cock. He sucked, bobbing his head in a sloppy rhythm while he used
a hand to rub and gently pull on Mob’s slobber covered balls.
He could hear Mob panting, feel those hips bucking up into his mouth
repeatedly. He raised his other hand to spread his fingers over Mob’s tummy,
enjoying the way it heaved in pleasure. Reigen’s chin was slippery with his own
saliva mixed with precum.
Without warning, Mob’s hips thrust up one final time, his hands desperately
holding onto Reigen’s head as he curled over himself. “Sh-sh-shhhhuuuuh,” Mob
mumbled, cock and balls twitching as they released spurts of cum. Reigen
greedily swallowed it all, sucking even harder to get every bit.
Mob fell back into the seat, boneless, weak from orgasm and shaking. Reigen
continued to kitten lick Mob’s spent cock clean, happily lapping up the mess he
made as the boy’s cock softened before his eyes.
“Was that good, Mob?” Reigen smiled, out of breath. Mob stared down at him
through lidded eyes, knitting his brows. He frowned.
“Yes, but stay.” Mob demand, wiggling his hips to remind Reigen of exactly what
he was talking about.
“Well, if you insist.” Reigen smiled, unable to hide his joy from gaining
permission to stay latched on to his favorite treat. Once again he leaned
forward, this time keeping his eyes up to look at Mob who stared at him
expectantly. He opened his mouth wide, engulfing the entirety of Mob’s soft
cock and balls into his mouth.
He didn’t move his tongue, suck, or even toy with the soft member. Instead he
allowed himself to be used as a warm holding spot, content with Mob softly
petting his head in appreciation. He could see Mob’s face relaxing, shoulders
slumping as he blinked slowly. It was clear he was struggling to stay awake,
nose twitching as he blinked his eyes harder.
Reigen hummed, patting Mob’s thigh and giving him a look of contentment,
encouraging him to sleep. He didn’t mind if Mob fell asleep. Reigen had done
his job well, his master warm and sated.
End Notes
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