>>74165323I wrote this forever ago for an anon, but I'll repost it since it's topical and I think it escaped the
>>74129899 anchor post for fics. Older shota-Ike sneaking off with and molesting younger shota-Luca.
>"luuuca, why don't you come here?">"huh?">"there's... something i want to show you! a secret, just between you and me. you can keep a secret for me, right?">"oh! okay... pog! i won't tell anyone! not even if i'm tortured for the information!">ike laughs and ruffles his hair.>"that's my brave lillebror... now come along. we can't have anyone else finding out about /our/ little secret, now can we?" ike croons as he leads luca away from the party and deeper into the woods. when the sound of people fades away to be replaced by birdsong and soft wind, ike sits down on a tree stump and pulls the young man into his lap.>"you trust me, right? luca?">"w-well yeah, of course i trust you!">"good... close your eyes for me then, and if you let me do something a little weird... i promise you'll feel really, really good by the time we're done. does that sound good?">luca hesitates. bites his lip. something... seems wrong about all of this. but if he can trust any big kid, it's ike... right? >"okay... but listen up, mister!" he says in his best authoritarian voice, charming from such a small body. "there better not be any funny business or else!">ike giggles and gives him a hug as if to reassure him. it's a little uncomfortable, though. luca wonders what ike must have in his pocket that feels so big and hard.>"now, now. it might be a little strange at first, but i think you'll like it... and if not, we can slow down or stop." ike's breath in his ear makes luca shiver with sudden tingles. it tickles, he thinks- and it tickles, too, when ike kisses the place where his neck and shoulder meet. it feels good in a weird, shivery kind of way luca's never felt before. ike seems to be having fun too, teasing him and touching his little body in ways that make him feel dizzy... it's strange, but it's not bad, even if sitting on ike's lap is kind of difficult with something uncomfortably hard in the way. >luca abruptly gets to his feet and turns around to face ike, who blinks up at him owlishly over his glasses.>"is everything okay? i didn't hurt you, did i?" ike asks, calm as could be despite the flush in his face.>"what. is. that!" luca demands, pointing at the obvious shape in ike's pants. "i can't get comfortable with that big thing, just... it's poking me, ike!">"ah- i hadn't realized... come here, sit next to me instead." he says, patting the big tree stump for emphasis.>luca reluctantly comes back, if only to get an explanation. >"sometimes when we're really enjoying ourselves... our bodies will react to that. as you can see, this part of me really likes it when we play together... but it would make it hard to sit in my lap, you're right. i'm sorry if you were uncomfortable...">luca frowns as he considers ike's words and this new concept.>"i've never... i've never had anything like that happen to me!" he says, looking down at himself in a mix of confusion, and frustration.>"ah, well... i'd have to make you feel really good, i think... much better than you do now." ike licks his lips, hesitates. "i could do that. if you want... but you can't tell anyone. or show anyone, either. it has to stay between us." he repeats, as serious as luca's ever seen him. "do you... want to see what it looks like?" he asks, then, biting his lip and reaching for the button of his fly.