"fanfict" 12 is NOT a crowd
Autrice: LadyNorthstar
Titolo: 12 is NOT a crowd
Fandom:
JE Pairing: Kanjani ∞ / Arashi, Arashi / Kanjani ∞ (yes, ALL)
Rainting: PWP
Warning: ORGY
Note: I had lots of fun writing it, it's totally an end in itself, is ; totally stupid, it's totally full of p0rn!
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When Kanjani 8 for some reason they were all seven in Tokyo (mainly because of the photo) was a tradition to hit Ryo's house and kill himself with alcohol for the entire evening, urging colleagues to roughly the case to join, just to amplify the scope of the casino (and a much higher probability to haul Ryo by tenants on the floor below).
This time the choice had fallen on Arashi, mainly because they had encountered in their Wink Up in the loft that used for the set of the photoshoot.
The discussion was around EUR:
- you have something to do tonight? -
- No. ..-
- We're fucked for the liver? -
- Place and now thanks .-
Jun was was the first to appear, with Nino below, then Sho and Ohno, Masaki, and after almost an hour ... but no one had made him guilty. After all had taken something like the salary of an average government employee in spirits ... such a good God would have them appear even Johnny as a welcome host.
The level of intoxication was soon increased to the point where they start to find little reasonable that people should wear dresses, even after all their animals and the dogs were not dressed mica (though Ryo had argued that Yu puts on the sweater to the dog, and also Pi).
But when Masaki was going to get rid of the jeans, Yokoyama had decided that no, the pants Aiba could not remove them. And he had let fall heavily on the legs dell'Arashi sitting, sitting on the couch of the room to tinker with the belt.
- So you can not remove them yourself! -
- Why can not I remove them? -
- Why have you taken with the sign of tanning thong and sucks! -
- It sucks! -
- So that sucks! -
Masaki was soon realized that not being able to move Kimitaka from their legs. And then he had developed that did not have to lift it to take off his pants, basically.
- So I can also with you on! -
And there actually was doing. Yoko then he grabbed the first person who had gone before (ie, Satoshi, who was pointing a strange mixture of gin, Malibu and Sake Tacchon that had pulled out in a fit of inspiration and enjoyment only seemed to him), and if the force was sitting on his legs.
- Now we're together and you can not take them off! -
- Remove what? -
Not that Ohno had want to get up, do not even remember what to do before flying to be in the lap of Yoko. But he liked to be informed of the facts.
- Would you take off your pants! And to see his tan tamarro! - The leader of Arashi
had burst out laughing. And while his bandmate was victorious in his successful company.
- As seen? I told you that I succeed! - His chanting
happy. And Kimitaka had taken over the staff.
- if you can you succeed then I do too! -
- But you have one person on the legs! -
She had noted Masaki ... Ohno was remedied and, pulling him by the arm and Jun make it even more the precarious balance of their already shaky position.
- What ...?-
- Yoko-kun has to beat Masaki-chan! -
Satoshi was not clear about what, but Jun was convinced that yes, he was told. After ten minutes before he was convinced that Hina had revealed the meaning of life, though now he could very well have it back to mind.
Yoko-kun, however, had beaten Masaki-chan. And Jun was still unaware of the IN-thing, even if he heard the shouts of jubilation over the Kimitaka Ohno.
- I want to try too! -
He then said Satoshi, Aiba but had been forbidden to anyone else to be added to the tower, or was not sure to survive. So Ohno stated that Jun was high, so was true for two, probably at the suggestion of the spirit of cocktailallacazzo. And of course he had won the challenge.
Yassan while he sat on the edge of the sofa to watch the scene with interest giggling while both Kimitaka Satoshi when they realized that the person below them was very "happy" Stacker.
Aiba tried to get up to conceal, and they were all damaged and four on the floor ... Jun above.
- WEIGHS! -
The volume of laughter Yasu was exponentially increased. And the landlord, after having carefully observed the tangle of bodies, had vanished into the bathroom and returned with a family-size pack of something called "Mr. Lube Kong "and does not leave much doubt about what it was.
- but including drums as with the detergent? -
Ninomiya had begun to examine the 3-liter box and passes.
- So re-fill the same small bottle, you save
...- The word "save" was almost orgasmic for Kazunari.
Ryo had not even had time to put the pot next to the four who had found the language of Ninomiya in the throat. If Nishikido had on a shirt that says "Sales", you probably would be found in another part of Nino ... and in a place where not normally beats the sun. Meanwhile
Jun had taken note of the lubricant, had paid a sufficient amount on hands and taken advantage of the fact that it was the only one with his back comfortably on the floor, his hand began to massage the sex Satoshi, while the other had gone a bit 'further south, penetrating even in the depths of the Leader.
- Junjiiiiiii ~ -
It was not easy to tell if Ohno was upset or happy. More likely the latter, however, relying as it met at the hands of bandmate.
And Yoko was immediately felt unforgivably ignored. He then chased the hand of Matsumoto and replaced with his thin fingers dell'Arashi erection. Satoshi had screamed loud enough to attract the attention even of those (see Sho) was drunk enough not to have noticed yet dell'orgetta that was just on the carpet.
- riid! -
Aiba was theatrical in that cry of despair, melodramatic. He had to avenge the hole violated his leader (who meanwhile seemed to have completely forgotten that Kimitaka had done wrong and was meowing like a cat in heat).
He grabbed the barrel of oil, a quantity spilled a bit 'too much between the buttocks of Yokoyama and unceremoniously had penetrated with a sentitissimo.
- This is Satoshi, tha! -
- PorcodiquelBuddhacanedituo ...-
Yoko he had been surprised for a moment (and not in a good way) from the initiative of Aiba, but the contract spasmodically tight (and rather painful for him also) about his sex Ohno had distracted the face "in front". And the reason for this was Jun, who had grabbed to Satoshi, and with what was probably the most athletic and flexible movement of his whole existence, was impaled on the sex of the Leader.
After less than half a minute the violent act that had started to forget everything that had been beautifully ... all four were far too busy to have time to think about the total lack of sensitivity of his companions.
and all eight other people in the room had gathered around to observe air concerned.
Nino especially, had exhausted its overwhelming wave of passion against Ryo and now he was lying on the table and gazing slyly Satoshi's face ... it was normal, among others.
Finding himself suddenly without a partner and predictably with a certain anger at the crotch, Nishikido had scrutinized the pile looking for a minute space for him behind Aiba not going to make it, there was the damn couch, and was the only ass available ... But there were a lot of mouths.
He dropped his pants and had proceeded to crawl up to the square in front of Satoshi and Jun, which at that time were quite busy kissing. But Matsujun could also sacrifice the language elsewhere, that was Ryo-chan, she could not refuse him anything.
Then, a moment later, Satoshi was found to nibble Jun's shoulder to vent a little excitement and limit 'groans his voice too objectively, while the mouth of the other Arashi was very involved in the sex Ryo, who practically stood astride on his head, straining to be able to kiss for Yoko, his arms folded leaning on the back of stand for Ohno.
Kimitaka had noticed her lips and leaned Nishikido was certainly not denied to him and began to suck and chew, while just brushing the tongue, of time to time, with that of the other. Meanwhile
Nino was not the only one to have eyes only for Ohno ... Maru also seemed quite mesmerized. And Ryo had failed to provide the inspiration. With air
gloating was kneeling alongside Satoshi, at the right height, and had drawn his attention brushing her shoulder. The leader of Arashi had looked up on him ... that is, was rising, but the look was stopped immediately on the bulge in his pants kanji.
- Maru-chan, in which we still there? -
He asked the boy, giggling (though not among the moans that were so easy to see who was laughing). Ryuhei
had not definitely made to pray and when the lips were closed by Satoshi around his erection, the boy's expression seemed to be a perfect replica of Ecstasy of Saint Lucia. So
Hina had felt belittled in his manhood, be left out of that tangle of roughly sensible men. And Ryo Maru and two holes were well off: he had only to decide what pleases him most. And, since he had just pulled down the fourth glass of plain vodka, that was geographically closest Nishikido had become a factor in his decision.
The can of oil was still in the outskirts of Aiba, and Murakami had made a gesture toward Yasuda that could be interpreted as "lanciamelo" with a little 'fantasy. Yassan, fortunately, was not drunk enough yet to be launched in earnest, and was stretched to give him.
- Thanks! -
- Where do you want to use that, Hina-chan? -
had asked Aiba, which was briefly distracted by the subspecies of discussion that she was having with Kimitaka (appaninato very fragmented as it was, Yoko was subject to various sources of distraction and noise).
- There is a Yellow Ranger with his ass in the wind here, I'm sorry, you might catch a cold
.- It was a very serious statement, made in very serious tone, with very serious expression on his face. Ninomiya laughed so much I could hardly breathe.
Ryo had recorded peripherally in the words of Hina, had made full account only when she found two fingers rubbing his prostate ... and a second had been disturbed by the fact that you had not noticed clearly only when the fingers had started to massage his prostate. But Shingo
had not left time for further consideration, because his perception of time was quite altered, and was convinced to have prepared for at least five minutes, not fifteen seconds. Nishikido
This time he had made enough to sink suddenly into account its erection in the throat of Jun, making coughing, picking a nail punitive thigh by Satoshi: Leader was a very attentive to the health and physical integrity of its members. Meanwhile
Yassan was a bit 'tired of just watch them, though watch the rest of humanity when he was completely drunk and he still sufficiently in possession of his mental faculties was very funny (and this went on very well' agreement with Kazunari). He had looked around and noticed Sakurai, lying in a corner of the sofa, snoring ... an irresistible temptation.
had given him a shovel full of the horse, to test the reaction ... roughly a grunt. Then he pulled his pants and boxers and started to massage the penis of Sho, ethyl coma at the time as its owner. Ninomiya had identified them with one eye, and decided to lend a hand to Shota idea was not so bad.
- Hey, Yassan! -
- Hmm? -
- Bring it here ...-
Yasu was loaded on the shoulders of the reporter without the slightest effort and was discharged in front of Nino, a few inches from the ground groaning and button bodies of their band mates, who began to have confused the lines of a crumpled car after a traffic accident.
Nino began to suck the tip of the sex of Sho, as you would with a ChupaChupa, whereas, previously dipped their fingers in the holy pot, fiddled around his entrata, penetrandolo e uscendolo come a tormentarlo un po'... giusto per il gusto di essere molesto.
- Ah, soffre il solletico... un casino...-
Aveva dichiarato con tono distratto Kazunari, prima di riprendere in bocca Sakurai. E Yasuda aveva sorriso felice alla notizia.
Sdraiato accanto a Sho, aveva iniziato a punzecchiargli i fianchi con le dita, mentre gli mordicchiava il collo, e man mano che continuava, le reazioni dell'Arashi si facevamo meno addormentate.
Alla fine le mani di Sakurai avevano iniziato a mulinare in aria in gesti molto poco mascolini, nel tentativo di scacciare chiunque-era-lo-stronzo-che-gli-faceva-il-solletico.
- Buon giorno Sho-chan!-
Ai suoi occhi ancora non esattamente abituati alla loro funzione primary was immediately presented the smiling face of Yasuda.
- Shota? But ... where ... why do I feel about ...-
He turned his head toward his groin area just to be in front of Nino.
- Hello .- Sho
Ninimiya had stressed his greeting putting three fingers in the companion group, still too dazed to jump, but not enough behind not to blaspheme.
- and makes plans, which ca ...-
But Yasu had printed a kiss on the lips, interrupting him.
- Oh, quiet, so now you're mine! -
Sho had achieved exactly what it meant when Yassan if it was loaded into his lap, placing his erection between her buttocks dell'Arashi. But was not exactly in control of his body at the moment ... I had all this desire to prevent the other guy to do what I had in mind. After all, the average of its group (and thus its usual sexual acquaintances), Yasuda was ... it was like a truck towing placed next to Ape-Car *. After the first
pushed very relaxed, Yassan had made to lie on the floor without sliding out from within him, and Ninomiya had noticed the closeness between the scrotum and head bobbing Sho Hina.
- Hey, Sho-chan, you have my mouth free, right? -
- Huh? -
Sakurai looked up and found himself in front of an ass ... followed by bottoms, followed by ... body parts that could not give an identity.
- Who is in? -
- Hina ...-
- Ok, now you can do ...-
was smart enough to control their actions (but not enough to realize that the headache he was in ambush waiting for him), then got up a bit ', aiming an elbow behind his back, to be high enough to be able to swallow one of Shingo's testicles while stroking with the other hand between her buttocks , tickling the entry.
Hina reacted with a surprise jolt, which immediately turned into a:
- Whoever you are, still, thanks ...-
Yassan had begun to move in the body dell'Arashi, while it took its place Kazunari designated ... with your mouth shut erection of Sho.
And then, only two people were still excluded from what would have been remembered (remembered it was hoped, given what had been drinking) for years as the best orgy of JE: Subaru and Ohkura.
Tacchon actually had always been to even half a meter from the mass of bodies, eating potato chips. And now that he had finished them all (and even the crumbs), could also seek a place for him. Kazunari
did not seem a bad idea.
- Nino-kun? -
- Yes? -
He was crawling up all'Arashi, distracting him from his current job.
- Nino-kun, do you prefer active or passive? -
- Tacchon ...-
- Yes? -
- Approaching your cock in my ass and you cut it, right? -
- Ok .-
Ohkura was good for an hour in a state of intoxication that had made him totally stupid ... if someone had said that the balcony had to get the fairies and had to stand outside and wait, it was almost certain that he would have done without asking the slightest question. Kazunari
had turned his back, his head resting on the abdominal Sho, close enough to her pelvis to enable him to swallow the tip of the penis of the partner group. So he had to sign Ohkura to go it alone, pointing to an erection. Tadayoshi
smiled placidly, had caught the little oil that had been advanced by others and after having given there un'ingrassata where needed, was placed astride Ninomiya's lap and began to descend slowly.
Nino, at that time equipped with a full frontal view of others, had immediately Ohkura Thank God that he let him decide the role of the mean of Kanjani was definitely very, very, verrry above the national one.
Tacchon biting his lips with satisfaction as he rode slowly erecting Kazunari not entirely voluntary (we say that the slow reflexes gave a great blow to his opinion), but certainly not unpleasant to Nino, who seemed very happy with that shuffling rhythm well.
Nobody seemed to have noticed the fact that the tangle was missing an item.
And no one had even noticed the next few minutes, while the hot and sweaty bodies of eleven men continued to move in that game of joints and groans that had very little direction (but you could blame the cocktail Ohkura for this) .
The thing had been noted until the former had begun to give way to orgasm, taking up the option to focus on more ... of course only after they were stunned with a lot of bib to contemplate the infinite for a good half a minute, asking any god can be born pigs to amplify a half hour duration of that feeling.
Yassan had looked around, left in the care of the mouth of Sho Ninomiya, research the boy. He believed they saw him wandering around the corner a bit in the eye 'of minutes before, and thought he had queued somewhere ... Instead it seemed he was not so.
- Babu? -
- Yasu do ciaaaaaaaao ~ -
He turned towards the source of the voice and found himself in front of Subaru, as mother had done with a digital video camera in hand and a grin on his face.
- Babu you do? -
- So I send Hiroki-chan! - Shota
The first thing he realized is that it was very clear that he had only drunk Shibutani. The second was that ... the idea itself was totally brilliant.
had fixed the mass of the companions Jimusho of which still gave the mad joy (even if they were already running out), and had decided that they would be blessed with the gift of ignorance.
- Do not say anything Babu, or cease to be natural! -
- Just right! -
Subatu happy giggle like a child who is doing the prank of the century.
After a good five minutes even the latecomers (ie Ninomiya and Hina) were liberating in their casual partners, and all ten were stacked on each other, panting, to relax a little 'tour de force by the orgiastic. So
Subaru jumped screaming like a Howler monkey on the couch behind them (or side, depended from person to person), with camera in hand.
- SAY HELLO TO HIROKI-CHAAAAAAAN! -
He quickly found a lot of eyeballs. So focused on electronic all'aggeggio. So Yoko shouted, breaking the strange silence that had come to form.
- I want a copy for meeeeeeeeeeee ~ -
thank the Subaru had alcohol in their system if no one had thought to pull his against a blunt object.
And though many had found it a "crazy cool".
He also earned a slap-up with lemonade Aiba, who had jumped on him wanting to thank him for having sacrificed as a cameraman. And, being still in the midst of his energy, gave him a passionate tête-à-tête to repay him of not having participated in the orgy. All this, of course, video-documented by a very interested Maru.
Satoshi, Ryo and Sho had fallen asleep on the floor, where the others had left them, completely unaware of the casino.
A couple of hours after the only person awake in the room was Baru, intent on the matter for the tenth time the video with a satisfied, proud of his masterpiece.
Of all the feasts organized with members from outside the Kanjani, this was certainly the most successful ... and thanks to his genius would have also left a testimony to posterity!
* I want to make note that Ohno is excluded from this divine comparison, but, as known, the "talent" Satoshi is absolutely wasted, since it does not use it unless it incatenino impalandocisi over to a chair.
I hope you enjoyed ~
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[Harry Potter] Wait for something better
TITLE: Palpitation
WRITER: Vahly
Fandom: Harry Potter
PAIRING: Remus / Sirius
RAITING: PG13
GENRE: sentimental / romantic, introspective.
WARNINGS: slash ( this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read
), drabble, spoilers 3rd book.
Word count: 101 (Microsoft Word) author
NOTES: Written for the challenge special # 3
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Disclaimer: The characters are JK Rowling and all those eligible. Writing about them, I do not gain anything.
Credits: The title is the prompt given me for the challenge.
# Palpitation.
#
Sirius's heart beat a thousand, while running away running away madly. For a moment he thought that if they had not taken the Dementors, it would be dead of a heart attack. But road slid away under his feet so incredibly easy, and no one was following.
was free. The wind against him, the pungent smell of the grass, cold asphalt ... forget all feelings that suddenly came back to be real. And he continued to feel the pulse of the heart in every vein, every limb, every inch of her body. Soon he would re-embraced
Remus, and the beating of his heart would have been even stronger
TITLE: Palpitation
WRITER: Vahly
Fandom: Harry Potter
PAIRING: Remus / Sirius
RAITING: PG13
GENRE: sentimental / romantic, introspective.
WARNINGS: slash ( this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read
), drabble, spoilers 3rd book.
Word count: 101 (Microsoft Word) author
NOTES: Written for the challenge special # 3
community IT100
. LINK TO LIST OF Drabble: HERE Disclaimer: The characters are JK Rowling and all those eligible. Writing about them, I do not gain anything.
Credits: The title is the prompt given me for the challenge.
# Palpitation.
#
Sirius's heart beat a thousand, while running away running away madly. For a moment he thought that if they had not taken the Dementors, it would be dead of a heart attack. But road slid away under his feet so incredibly easy, and no one was following.
was free. The wind against him, the pungent smell of the grass, cold asphalt ... forget all feelings that suddenly came back to be real. And he continued to feel the pulse of the heart in every vein, every limb, every inch of her body. Soon he would re-embraced
Remus, and the beating of his heart would have been even stronger
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[Harry Potter] Palpitation
TITLE: The Weight of Decisions
WRITER: Vahly Fandom: Harry Potter
PAIRING: Remus / Severus
RAITING: PG13
GENRE: introspective angst.
WARNINGS: slash (
this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read ) drabble.
Word count: 200 (Microsoft Word) author NOTES: Written for the challenge
special # 3 community
IT100. LINK TO LIST OF Drabble: HERE
Disclaimer: The characters are JK Rowling and all those eligible. Writing about them, I do not gain anything. Credits:
The title is the prompt given me for the challenge.
Decisions # # The weight of
When he received the mark had not thought about the consequences of his choice. He was wrong, and had realized too late. Serve
not have improved the world or would have relieved its poor conditions. Would not change anything. Voldemort was just mad that they would be sent to slaughter.
But those thoughts did not worry him because they should have. Not enough to not to think of Remus, the boy became so deeply in him think of losing him took away the breath, even though he knew that would happen: he had to tell him the truth, and this would bring the werewolf to leave. He knew what his companion thought the Dark Lord and his followers, even before deciding to follow his stupid beliefs. He wanted his life to change, and had chosen the easier path, ending up trapped in his own choices as if they were quicksand that swallowed more and more.
There was no way out, until the debate over nessun'alternativa drowned or left to die slowly without reacting.
But he did not want him to take yet another wrong decision.
He talked to Remus, would leave him decide everything. Their future, their own, but especially his.
TITLE: The Weight of Decisions
WRITER: Vahly Fandom: Harry Potter
PAIRING: Remus / Severus
RAITING: PG13
GENRE: introspective angst.
WARNINGS: slash (
this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read ) drabble.
Word count: 200 (Microsoft Word) author NOTES: Written for the challenge
special # 3 community
IT100
. LINK TO LIST OF Drabble: HERE Disclaimer: The characters are JK Rowling and all those eligible. Writing about them, I do not gain anything. Credits:
The title is the prompt given me for the challenge.
Decisions # # The weight of
When he received the mark had not thought about the consequences of his choice. He was wrong, and had realized too late. Serve
not have improved the world or would have relieved its poor conditions. Would not change anything. Voldemort was just mad that they would be sent to slaughter.
But those thoughts did not worry him because they should have. Not enough to not to think of Remus, the boy became so deeply in him think of losing him took away the breath, even though he knew that would happen: he had to tell him the truth, and this would bring the werewolf to leave. He knew what his companion thought the Dark Lord and his followers, even before deciding to follow his stupid beliefs. He wanted his life to change, and had chosen the easier path, ending up trapped in his own choices as if they were quicksand that swallowed more and more.
There was no way out, until the debate over nessun'alternativa drowned or left to die slowly without reacting.
But he did not want him to take yet another wrong decision.
He talked to Remus, would leave him decide everything. Their future, their own, but especially his.
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[Harry Potter] The weight of Decisions
TITLE: in the most remote of the library WRITER:
Vahly Fandom: Harry Potter
PAIRING:
Remus / Severus RAITING: PG13
GENRE:
sentimental / romantic, introspective. WARNINGS: slash
( this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read ) drabble. Word count:
200 (Microsoft Word) author NOTES: Written for the challenge
special # 3 community IT100 . The prompt is in the most remote of the library. LINK TO LIST OF
Drabble: HERE
Disclaimer:
The characters are JK Rowling and all those eligible. Writing about them, I do not gain anything. Credits:
The title is the prompt given me for the challenge.
# # In the most remote of the library
beginning was not easy.
Their diversity, mutual distrust and shyness that had held them toghether the desire to continue to be seen, born from a simple task done in group. But with time, study together and had become a habit at the same time an excuse, and both knew well. However, continued to turn around, cautiously.
met secretly in the library, inventing a thousand excuses for doing homework together, passing notes, to review the questions first.
was one of those days happened. In a natural way, without prior notice.
When Severus came close to the face of Remus to take away a sketch of the essence of clover, not had imagined to be the other on their lips.
sarcastically had murmured
"If I had dreamed of receiving a reward, I would not have done so much to pray ..." the werewolf
But when he began to stammer something about the full moon, and the fact that all'istintività - really - was not expected, do not let him continue. He had approached him again, to kiss him in a more intense and deep.
Since then, it would be revised many times in the library, but not one was to study.
TITLE: in the most remote of the library WRITER:
Vahly Fandom: Harry Potter
PAIRING:
Remus / Severus RAITING: PG13
GENRE:
sentimental / romantic, introspective. WARNINGS: slash
( this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read ) drabble. Word count:
200 (Microsoft Word) author NOTES: Written for the challenge
special # 3 community
IT100 . The prompt is in the most remote of the library. LINK TO LIST OF Drabble: HERE
Disclaimer:
The characters are JK Rowling and all those eligible. Writing about them, I do not gain anything. Credits:
The title is the prompt given me for the challenge.
# # In the most remote of the library
beginning was not easy.
Their diversity, mutual distrust and shyness that had held them toghether the desire to continue to be seen, born from a simple task done in group. But with time, study together and had become a habit at the same time an excuse, and both knew well. However, continued to turn around, cautiously.
met secretly in the library, inventing a thousand excuses for doing homework together, passing notes, to review the questions first.
was one of those days happened. In a natural way, without prior notice.
When Severus came close to the face of Remus to take away a sketch of the essence of clover, not had imagined to be the other on their lips.
sarcastically had murmured
"If I had dreamed of receiving a reward, I would not have done so much to pray ..." the werewolf
But when he began to stammer something about the full moon, and the fact that all'istintività - really - was not expected, do not let him continue. He had approached him again, to kiss him in a more intense and deep.
Since then, it would be revised many times in the library, but not one was to study.
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[Harry Potter] in the most remote of the library
series drabble Severus / Remus - Sirius / Remus and Remus / Tonks Masses in the order they should be read to make sense.
in the most remote of the library. (Remus / Severus, 200 words)
The weight of decisions. (Remus / Severus, 200 words)
Out of the cage. (Remus / Sirius, to write)
It Gives me Gives me strength and patience. (Remus / Sirius, to write)
Palpitation. (Remus / Sirius, 102 words) A restless eye across a weary room (Remus / Sirius, to write)
We Defend to the role we play. (Remus / Severus, to write) The battle is won (Remus / Sirius - Remus / Severus, to write)
There'll be nobody home (Remus, to write) Wait for something better (Remus / Tonks, 110 words)
series drabble Severus / Remus - Sirius / Remus and Remus / Tonks Masses in the order they should be read to make sense.
in the most remote of the library. (Remus / Severus, 200 words)
The weight of decisions. (Remus / Severus, 200 words)
Out of the cage. (Remus / Sirius, to write)
It Gives me Gives me strength and patience. (Remus / Sirius, to write)
Palpitation. (Remus / Sirius, 102 words) A restless eye across a weary room (Remus / Sirius, to write)
We Defend to the role we play. (Remus / Severus, to write) The battle is won (Remus / Sirius - Remus / Severus, to write)
There'll be nobody home (Remus, to write) Wait for something better (Remus / Tonks, 110 words)
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Prompt for Challenge # 3 special IT100
TITLE: Anatawa suki desu
CHAPTER: 1 WRITER:
Vahly
fandom: xxxholic
PAIRING: Domek / Watanuki
RAITING: PG13
GENRE: sentimental / romantic
WARNINGS: slash
(
this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read
) SPOILER volume 7.
SUMMARY OF HISTORY:
Watanuki spends the night at the temple where he lives Domek, and the next morning, during a discussion, yells something that would not have wanted him to know ...
Word count:
1343 (according to the website "Fire and blade
FULL?:
no
author NOTES: Written for
this table for the community
mezza_tabella
. The prompt is "Awakening"
Disclaimer: The characters are Clamp and all those eligible. write about them, I do not gain anything.
Anatawa suki desu.
Part 1
Placed immediately after volume 7. It takes no account of future issues. SLAs, Domek / Watanuki.
Yuko had left, with his usual enigmatic gaze. He told Watanuki to reflect on the fact that when Himawari was in the middle, there are always some complication, and the boy had not been able to refute. Some time before the defense would have a sword, but now ... because for some reason did not seem so important?
Domek was there seemed to be very bad for what happened, and Watanuki noticed it immediately. As soon as Yuko had crossed the threshold to bring books to the store and test them better, he came murmuring sad: - It was your grandfather's book ... it was precious, right? Yuko will see that it will fix. The boy tried to grin.
- Is it a nice way to say you're sorry?
- stupid! - Retorted Watanuki - NOT my fault if there was that thing around!
- That thing ...
- Domek repeated and stopped their ears, pointing out the term used. - However, it does not matter. Not that I care for the book. Watanuki felt that the more he felt guilty about his eye. Finally they had found a solution and receiving for what was lost ... Domek there had been so badly? It was strange to see him worry about him, even though he had saved many times. Typically, despite being bound by the sort of unlikely friendship, in fact, never missed an opportunity to fight for this ... Watanuki did not know how to react. - This is the case now goes. It said simply. But Domek stopped him before he could get up.
- Wait. Watanuki looked confused. - Out there ... it will be full of those spirits that give you always annoying, no? There is no need for you to go around at this hour, and come alone. He added
Domek. - What, you want me back for case? he joked, in response not expecting to be struck on the other.
- Do not even think about it. Do you know what time it is? - So? - Stay here tonight.
He said quietly. - What! Are you kidding? Watanuki was aghast. Really Domek was inviting him to stay?
- I have some extra futon for travelers. And the spare rooms. You know, a temple must be always ready to welcome strangers in search of a place for the night ... It almost seemed he wanted to convince him. Of course, one part was right: those spirits would no doubt annoyed if he had ventured down the street at that hour. But the thought to stay to sleep ... because Domek made him the heartbeat? - Okay.
finally answered in a tone that conveyed a slight uncertainty. Domek seemed satisfied with the response received, and led him to a vacant room. He pulled out the futon and blankets, then turned to Watanuki. - You can begin to put to bed, if you want. I'm going to get a clean towel and a toothbrush for tomorrow morning. The bathroom is down the right side. Watanuki
nodded, and silently watched his friend leave. He took off his glasses and the bandage, after not seeing each other to get stretched out, squinting. He realized almost immediately of the error committed: it is no bandage, once again Domek would again seen in that state ... he did not want. Did not want to face that look angry, but full of guilt, not again. But it did not have time to grab her rimettersela he heard sounds outside the door. That was why he decided to feign sleep. The boy came in with towels and a toothbrush in his hand, and put them next to his friend lying on the futon. On his face formed a smile sad to see him there, looking so innocent and vulnerable. And he had allowed the ferissero ... could not perdonarselo. With one hand grazed his eye, muttering in a barely perceptible: - Dumb, you should not do it ... Then
came out, closing the door behind him. Watanuki could not help but bring a hand on the eye, with Domek mentally apologizing to all the concerns that was giving him and cursing him in part for how it made him feel. If only it was not finished in the canvas of that damn spider ... Too taken by these thoughts, you almost forgot about the heat he felt when he touched the Domek. After all, they were just friends. Yes, that was why you bothered to each other and could not stop thinking about ... No. Watanuki did not feel anything for him, except a vague feeling of gratitude and friendship. Or at least
this was what he wanted to believe.
The next morning came early, but Watanuki felt incredibly refreshed. I wonder if it depended on charity from the aura of the temple, which prevented any spirit to come near him while he slept. Or maybe he just had a very deep sleep for weariness. would expect Domek him up, but this did not happen.
So, once you have washed and arranged, he went looking for him: where he could be imagined. And in fact found him immediately: he was still on the books to look for solutions, with the air of angry people who no longer believes it will help a lot but can not and will not surrender. Watanuki saw slamming his fist on the table before reveal its presence. - Ben woke up. Domek said unceremoniously, read on. So Watanuki, irritated, pulled the book from under his eyes. - enough! It is useless, you want to understand or not! Domek covered his ears, annoyed by the screams, then tried to recover his own book. - It is not useless. It was not yesterday and will not be today. He said with the calm that was unusual, although his eyes gleamed like fire. - Instead, it is! WHY DO NOT YOU AGREE? I did it, YOU DO SO WELL TOO! - WHY IS NOT RIGHT! yelled, grabbing him by the collar. Watanuki was the second time that saw him lose his temper, but this time it seemed really angry ... it froze in the case. It was very much worried about him? - It was my fault. You ... you've just freed from the web. It was not fair that if the take with you, then, would not be fair if I had not done anything. But this ... well, do not worry, because I did what I had. And I'm okay, so stop being distressed. - but no good to me. He said simply, letting it go.
- BUT YOU ALWAYS saved me, what's the problem if, for once I do it?
- This is not the point. You paid too high a price, and you do not even realize that I ...
- That you what? What! That you have a hero complex, you can not allow someone to rescue you? Eh, it would be a shame, is not it? Domek thinned eyes. - You really are stupid, you see only what you see and not even worry about how others might feel for your actions.
- Why, how you should feel? Excuse me if I dared to help unleashing your guilt, you know?
retorted Watanuki, fists clenched and his arms held rigidly at his sides. Seemed to stop and think before continuing:
- You're right, I should have left well and pretend not to see you sick.
murmured, sounding tired. It was clear that he did not believe in what he said. - might have been better. Do you understand now the situation that I am, how I feel? How would you feel if you had not been able to help Yuko, and if I had not found any other way? - I do not know, and I do not care!
... I would have liked to continue but was interrupted by Domek, who looked increasingly bleak. - Yeah, typical. Do not worry about thinking before acting, right? You always like this with anyone. At least usually do it for those who feel close to, but I do not even have fun, so why did you do?!
- NOT THAT I KNOW I like you, WHAT DO YOU BELIEVE? DO NOT I like you and never will be, BUT NOT my fault if I like it, dammit!
immediately put his hands to his mouth, realizing what he had just said. Then he withdrew a few paces towards the door, muttering a: - It is time for me to go ... I'm sorry. For
then run screaming. Domek remained motionless, dazed by the unexpected revelation. And when it moves, it was too late: Watanuki had already left, and he would not be possible to reach it.
TITLE: Anatawa suki desu
CHAPTER: 1 WRITER:
Vahly
fandom: xxxholic
PAIRING: Domek / Watanuki
RAITING: PG13
GENRE: sentimental / romantic
WARNINGS: slash
(
this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read
) SPOILER volume 7.
SUMMARY OF HISTORY:
Watanuki spends the night at the temple where he lives Domek, and the next morning, during a discussion, yells something that would not have wanted him to know ...
Word count:
1343 (according to the website "Fire and blade
FULL?:
no
author NOTES: Written for
this table for the community
mezza_tabella
. The prompt is "Awakening"
Disclaimer: The characters are Clamp and all those eligible. write about them, I do not gain anything.
Anatawa suki desu.
Part 1
Placed immediately after volume 7. It takes no account of future issues. SLAs, Domek / Watanuki.
Yuko had left, with his usual enigmatic gaze. He told Watanuki to reflect on the fact that when Himawari was in the middle, there are always some complication, and the boy had not been able to refute. Some time before the defense would have a sword, but now ... because for some reason did not seem so important?
Domek was there seemed to be very bad for what happened, and Watanuki noticed it immediately. As soon as Yuko had crossed the threshold to bring books to the store and test them better, he came murmuring sad: - It was your grandfather's book ... it was precious, right? Yuko will see that it will fix. The boy tried to grin.
- Is it a nice way to say you're sorry?
- stupid! - Retorted Watanuki - NOT my fault if there was that thing around!
- That thing ...
- Domek repeated and stopped their ears, pointing out the term used. - However, it does not matter. Not that I care for the book. Watanuki felt that the more he felt guilty about his eye. Finally they had found a solution and receiving for what was lost ... Domek there had been so badly? It was strange to see him worry about him, even though he had saved many times. Typically, despite being bound by the sort of unlikely friendship, in fact, never missed an opportunity to fight for this ... Watanuki did not know how to react. - This is the case now goes. It said simply. But Domek stopped him before he could get up.
- Wait. Watanuki looked confused. - Out there ... it will be full of those spirits that give you always annoying, no? There is no need for you to go around at this hour, and come alone. He added
Domek. - What, you want me back for case? he joked, in response not expecting to be struck on the other.
- Do not even think about it. Do you know what time it is? - So? - Stay here tonight.
He said quietly. - What! Are you kidding? Watanuki was aghast. Really Domek was inviting him to stay?
- I have some extra futon for travelers. And the spare rooms. You know, a temple must be always ready to welcome strangers in search of a place for the night ... It almost seemed he wanted to convince him. Of course, one part was right: those spirits would no doubt annoyed if he had ventured down the street at that hour. But the thought to stay to sleep ... because Domek made him the heartbeat? - Okay.
finally answered in a tone that conveyed a slight uncertainty. Domek seemed satisfied with the response received, and led him to a vacant room. He pulled out the futon and blankets, then turned to Watanuki. - You can begin to put to bed, if you want. I'm going to get a clean towel and a toothbrush for tomorrow morning. The bathroom is down the right side. Watanuki
nodded, and silently watched his friend leave. He took off his glasses and the bandage, after not seeing each other to get stretched out, squinting. He realized almost immediately of the error committed: it is no bandage, once again Domek would again seen in that state ... he did not want. Did not want to face that look angry, but full of guilt, not again. But it did not have time to grab her rimettersela he heard sounds outside the door. That was why he decided to feign sleep. The boy came in with towels and a toothbrush in his hand, and put them next to his friend lying on the futon. On his face formed a smile sad to see him there, looking so innocent and vulnerable. And he had allowed the ferissero ... could not perdonarselo. With one hand grazed his eye, muttering in a barely perceptible: - Dumb, you should not do it ... Then
came out, closing the door behind him. Watanuki could not help but bring a hand on the eye, with Domek mentally apologizing to all the concerns that was giving him and cursing him in part for how it made him feel. If only it was not finished in the canvas of that damn spider ... Too taken by these thoughts, you almost forgot about the heat he felt when he touched the Domek. After all, they were just friends. Yes, that was why you bothered to each other and could not stop thinking about ... No. Watanuki did not feel anything for him, except a vague feeling of gratitude and friendship. Or at least
this was what he wanted to believe.
The next morning came early, but Watanuki felt incredibly refreshed. I wonder if it depended on charity from the aura of the temple, which prevented any spirit to come near him while he slept. Or maybe he just had a very deep sleep for weariness. would expect Domek him up, but this did not happen.
So, once you have washed and arranged, he went looking for him: where he could be imagined. And in fact found him immediately: he was still on the books to look for solutions, with the air of angry people who no longer believes it will help a lot but can not and will not surrender. Watanuki saw slamming his fist on the table before reveal its presence. - Ben woke up. Domek said unceremoniously, read on. So Watanuki, irritated, pulled the book from under his eyes. - enough! It is useless, you want to understand or not! Domek covered his ears, annoyed by the screams, then tried to recover his own book. - It is not useless. It was not yesterday and will not be today.
He said with the calm that was unusual, although his eyes gleamed like fire. - Instead, it is! WHY DO NOT YOU AGREE? I did it, YOU DO SO WELL TOO! - WHY IS NOT RIGHT! yelled, grabbing him by the collar. Watanuki was the second time that saw him lose his temper, but this time it seemed really angry ... it froze in the case. It was very much worried about him? - It was my fault. You ... you've just freed from the web. It was not fair that if the take with you, then, would not be fair if I had not done anything. But this ... well, do not worry, because I did what I had. And I'm okay, so stop being distressed. - but no good to me. He said simply, letting it go. - BUT YOU ALWAYS saved me, what's the problem if, for once I do it?
- This is not the point. You paid too high a price, and you do not even realize that I ...
- That you what? What! That you have a hero complex, you can not allow someone to rescue you? Eh, it would be a shame, is not it? Domek thinned eyes. - You really are stupid, you see only what you see and not even worry about how others might feel for your actions.
- Why, how you should feel? Excuse me if I dared to help unleashing your guilt, you know?
retorted Watanuki, fists clenched and his arms held rigidly at his sides. Seemed to stop and think before continuing:
- You're right, I should have left well and pretend not to see you sick.
murmured, sounding tired. It was clear that he did not believe in what he said. - might have been better. Do you understand now the situation that I am, how I feel? How would you feel if you had not been able to help Yuko, and if I had not found any other way? - I do not know, and I do not care!
... I would have liked to continue but was interrupted by Domek, who looked increasingly bleak. - Yeah, typical. Do not worry about thinking before acting, right? You always like this with anyone. At least usually do it for those who feel close to, but I do not even have fun, so why did you do?!
- NOT THAT I KNOW I like you, WHAT DO YOU BELIEVE? DO NOT I like you and never will be, BUT NOT my fault if I like it, dammit!
immediately put his hands to his mouth, realizing what he had just said. Then he withdrew a few paces towards the door, muttering a: - It is time for me to go ... I'm sorry. For
then run screaming. Domek remained motionless, dazed by the unexpected revelation. And when it moves, it was too late: Watanuki had already left, and he would not be possible to reach it.
Monday, January 26, 2009
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"fanfict" Sapore di Sale
Author: LadyNorthstar
Title: Taste of Salt
Fandom: No Uta Oniisan
Pairing: Mamoru Saito / Yano Kenta
Rainting: NC-17 Warning
: no: D
Note: Yes, after only two episodes I already write FICT xD and, for the record, Akane is the name of the former Kent, because I think no one cares to remember and thus no memories! she hopes that at least la gente abbia registrato che Mamoru è Maru e Kenta è Ohno
Kenta all'inizio non ci aveva fatto eccessivamente caso, era troppo preso a tentare di cavarsi fuori da quella situazione nella quale non avrebbe mai voluto stare.
Se n'era reso conto solo quando Saito l'aveva invitato ad andare a bere qualcosa insieme... e gli era stato sbattuto palesemente in faccia.
Mamoru era incredibilmente rigido e imbarazzato, decisamente diverso dal rumoroso e sempre hyper ragazzo con quale lavorava ogni giorno... e non sapeva spiegarsi il perché.
Dopo il secondo boccale di birra aveva iniziato a tornare al solito stato di quasi molesta allegria e carica, un po' offuscata by alcohol, and when Yano had risen with the intention of the bill and go, Saito had forced the boy to pay him, and had strongly urged him back for at least a little way.
- I'm coming with you! -
- I'm not a child! So go home alone! -
- No, you're drunk, you need me! -
- You're the one drunk idiot -
- No no no! -
- Whaaaaaa, mendokuse! -
was not successful in scollarselo any way off, and had been followed up to a couple of blocks from home.
- Ok, there is a metro station, and take it back to your house .-
Mamoru did not seem very happy with the proposal.
- Cattivoooo! I want to accompany up to the house Kenta-kun! -
- No, you do not want! -
He had to depart briskly, taking advantage of his greater self-control, but Saito had grabbed his arm and if he was attracted to itself ;, trapping them in an embrace definitely too tight.
- What the fuck are you doing?! Leave me alone! -
He had tried to leave. He failed miserably.
- Mamoru! Ouch! -
He had burst out against, looking irritated, but any subsequent oath had been killed by a whisper quite unexpected.
- I like ...-
Kenta was flabbergasted, staring at the blank over the shoulder of the other guy (the little that could be seen on the difference in height). So he mumbled, embarrassed and confused.
- Shut up and let me make an idiot! -
- I like Kenta-kun! -
He had almost shouted. Yano was praying so much that none of the neighbors had heard ... or pretend that they did not.
-... not to say stupid things ...-
had stopped fighting, and was looking at the corner of my eye. Mamoru smiled and held him close, looking happy stupid, like someone who has taken a lot of weight very cumbersome soul.
- No bullshit, Kenta-kun ...-
A moment later he found Kenta Saito's lips pressed against his. He was very surprised that the feeling given from the lips of a boy was identical to that which had given him her lips Akane.
had not even realized what was going on already that their lips were opened to the language of Mamoru. He knew vaguely of beer and salt from the chips.
was different ways to kiss, that is, but not unpleasant ... stronger, more intrusive, but even sweeter ... Akane's mouth pretty much just used it to bite, he did not remember ever having exchanged a kiss like that with her.
Part of his mind was remembering that it was in the street 200 meters from home to making out with someone I barely knew ... someone with a male, plus.
The rest of her mind was totally thrown headlong into this unexpected situation: he wanted to. Not only that, he needed it.
because at that moment, when the whole world seemed to resent him and turned away, he needed to be told by someone that person for any one but he was not someone special. At that moment the feeling of Mamoru was the best thing that could suck ... did not care that he never interested in guys, do not care if the guy at the time was absolutely indifferent: he wanted to savor a little '.
But in the end the rational part of his mind had taken over, and had distanced himself from Saito, taking a step backwards.
- OK, enough ...-
- Lips Kenta-kun ... know pretzels! - Mamoru
giggle like a little girl who speaks to the gloating Compagnucci class you like. Yano was very difficult to know what to think of him at that time.
- Okay, okay ... Listen, I'm calling a taxi, ok? -
- Whaaaa, Kenta-kun is so nice! -
She had found him again appolipato. Vaguely panicked had typed quickly on the phone number of taxi companies and had called for a diligent arrival.
When the driver arrived, Kenta had won his battle against Saito, who was sitting on the floor staring at him with happy and contemplative air, hanging from his jeans like a monkey. He had loaded
on the vehicle, checked the home address from his ID card and handed over to appropriate a sum Tassinari what he thought was the treatment to go. So it was finally returned home.
not had much sleep, however, was left to brood for hours and hours ... the taste that would not go out of his mouth, feeling the warm embrace, the loving gaze with which Mamoru looked at him.
The next day at work, had no idea what to do ... and it was also impossible to avoid it! When
Saito had come to meet with his usual smile and waving his hand in the air, almost did not believe it ... how could behave as normal?
- Good morning Yano-kun! -
- Ah ... hello ...-
stared at him cautiously. Mamoru essersene was realized, and made himself near frowning.
- What's up? -
- Eh?
...- Nothing - not that I did something weird last night, right? -
A bolt from the blue: he did not remember what he had done? He was so drunk?
- N-no, no ...-
was not very good at lying, but Saito was not very good at reading the nuances, and lie seemed to have had effect.
- Oh, great! -
Mamoru was going to change, when Kent was seized with a sudden spasm, acting absolutely pouring.
- Mamoru ...-
- Yes? -
- If you're free one of these nights we go out drinking again, ok? -
He tried to sound a bit 'arrogant to mask the embarrassment. Saito smiled, beaming, and he nodded.
- With pleasure! -
And so they went out again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
All times ended up kissing, infrattato in some corner, or on the sofas of Karaoke, Kenta and every time he denied that anything happened, Saito when asked if he had done nothing wrong during the exit.
did not want to ruin that moment, he wanted to continue, still wanted to kiss him, and told how important it was for him ... had felt so good. He felt
a bit 'guilty, at times, but after all he was sure that was what Mamoru felt really stood only allows to realize his wish after all ... was something so bad?
The last time they went out, had gone into a room close to the studies of the network, with a couple of interns and the hairdresser, and all the crowd had made it difficult to interact as usual with Kenta Saito ... but in the end the others had gone, and they were left alone.
- accompanied me to the station, Mamoru? -
Kenta asked him, hugging him, had just left the room, taking advantage of that date forward, the road sounded like a ghost town. Mamoru
not had now returned, and the embrace had seemed less determined.
He raised his face to look into his eyes, and had made.
was not drunk.
It was not for nothing.
It was portrayed in a panic, the only thing I could conceive of to do was run away. But Saito was not going to let him.
- Do not run away, Kenta-kun ...-
I was again taking a pulse, and gazed at him with eyes perfectly calm, conciliatory words, almost sweet. Kenta was expected that would be angry with him to know that he was teased, but no. He was sure that would be caught yet another lecture, yet another volley of glances of disapproval ... he was sure he would return to home alone and would spend the night staring at the ceiling looking for someone to blame its woes. But it was not.
Saito had the rash on my lips again, as before, but this time with more knowledge.
Kenta was reluctant to return the kiss, he was afraid ... Currently it would have been without consequences, simple and comfortable, but now he must be responsible, now they were really in the game ... did not want to deal with it.
Mamoru had pressed against the wall, shaking his arms around her waist.
Kenta had hesitated to reciprocate that embrace, but in the end his hands behind his back had met fellow. And his tongue was tentatively extended to almost that of Saito.
But when the boy's hands had begun to fall, had already broken the hesitant kiss, and when it was found on the buttocks if he was jumped.
- Ohi, Mamoru! -
The boy laughed, and gave him a full palpated to sit, making him jump again.
- Shut up, you idiot! -
- Kenta-kun ...-
- Hands ...-
- Kenta-kun ... I want to have sex with you .-
Yano had fixed the air even more bewildered when he received his declaration of love for the first time.
Sex ... had never thought about sex.
- N-do not want, Kenta-kun? -
expression worried he had painted on the face of Mamoru, making it much more "him" ... Yano and had made even more confusing.
Kissing was one thing, sex was another ... basically he did not feel attracted by Saita, it was just a ... a way to console themselves. But the more he tried to think of it, most seemed to feel a false note in what had always repeated to justify all those kisses.
Maybe, maybe him too ...
- di Non .. I do not know ...-
Mamoru had caressed her lips, with an embarrassed smile.
- I promise I will not do anything that you do not want me to do ...-
insurance was sufficient to worm-eaten half of his brain that had dragged in the midst of this crazy situation.
- Go ... okay ...-
Kenta had avoided looking in his eyes as he answered, still did not know well because she was not consenting to the request absurd. Mamoru's hand was tight around her and found himself dragged along the pavement without even realizing it.
- D-...?- where
- We go to a Love Hotel, right? Mica can be done in the middle of the road! -
Saita's tone was decidedly cheerful. Most annoying.
He was talking about sex between men, he had always been firmly heterosexual, and that stupid bursting with joy from every pore.
- Do not be so happy -
- Ah? Why not? -
Kenta's response was a sort of grunt. They had reached the Love Hotel (Yano and they had begun to suspect that the other had planned the evening before) and found himself in front of a room colors so garish as to be embarrassing.
- I seem to still be on the set ...-
- There was just this free ...-
- If you now open your closet and check the Prince of Panties I'm leaving, right? -
Prince had not yet begun, however, and few minutes later they were both lying on the bed, intent on kissing while their hands explored a bit 'hesitant one another's bodies, both still undecided on how to proceed, and still reluctant to get rid of the clothes.
- Kenta-kun ...-
- Yes, Mamoru? -
- Can I take your shirt ...?-
He let out a chuckle: it was surreal that he be asked for permission for such a thing.
- You can take off anything you want ... and take off, even ...-
Saito smiled. The tension had eased slightly.
Mamoru had shed his shirt, then was passed to remove the t-shirt Kenta, kissing the skin of his chest as they find out, by another shiver.
had remained a few moments to settle, both shirtless, Yano then took the initiative and had unfastened his belt and unbuttoned his pants, lowering them just enough to show a good portion of their underwear.
- Kenta-kun, you're really tanned ...-
- Tsk, you have a problem with this? -
- No, no, indeed ...-
Mamoru had put two fingers through the belt loops of Kent had marched pants at all, raising protests heard.
- Hey, stripped of it! It 'embarrassing! -
- Under the orders! -
the end they had only underwear wearing more for some sort of remnant of decency.
- Mamoru ...-
- Yes? -
- We have a problem ...-
- Problem? -
Kenta had achieved only one thing at that moment, seeing the bulge in his boxer colleague.
- That portion of the the woman who ...?-
Saito's reaction had been almost comical: Kenta was not only not thinking about it until then.
- I do not know ... I want ...?-
- No, that is ...-
In fact, Kent was curious: Akane she used occasionally to stretch their fingers in areas normally off-limits, and it had never sorry. Try, he wanted to try.
- Want ... do you? -
- not that I want but ... I do it is fine with me ...-
Mamoru nodded and stood up from his bed, in the hunt for oil in the cabinet beside the bed. He had pulled the mattress of five different types, as well as a handful of condoms.
- What should make us all with this stuff? -
- Choose what you like more ...-
- And what do I know! -
Kenta was nervous. He took the first bottle that he had had on hand and had launched Saito, to pass.
- This? -
- It 's the same, do not even know what to change from one to another! - Yano
He blurted out, regretting much that he offered to take the step.
Mamoru had again next door, and kissed him on the neck with one hand while teasing a nipple. Normally would have really liked it, but at the moment was too tense to enjoy it.
- Mamoru, skip the pleasantries, ok? N-no ... is already odd, no mood to stay there years before ...-
Saito had a moment scattered set, then nodded and fixed the pants.
- So I can ...?-
- Of course you can, hurry up, you idiot! - Kenta
fall had left lying on the bed, and Mamoru had pulled her panties. He was not happy as he, but also Yano was surely not immune to electricity of the moment.
He squeezed a bit 'of lubricant on his fingers, then he alluded to Kenta to roll on his stomach, and having poured some more' of viscous liquid between his buttocks, had slowly penetrated with a finger.
- Tell me if it hurts, ok? -
- Yeah .. ok ... for now ... okay for now ...-
was a feeling that he felt from a bit ', and the first impact was still pretty unpleasant. But, as he still remembered well after the first few seconds of shock was all the way down.
Mamoru had felt brave enough to venture a second finger when he first heard the moans come from satisfied Kenta. It was going slowly, he seemed afraid ... probably do not want to risk in any way to scare Yano, or hurt him.
Kenta, meanwhile, had recorded a huge substantive difference between the way to do that Mamoru and Akane, who was summed up in: knowledge of the subject. Saito's fingers were never removed from his prostate and continued to rub, tickle, causing him ecstatic sobs. Mamoru was
went on for nearly ten minutes, until Kenta was not relaxed enough not to jump when you withdraw the two fingers and put back together, and barely mumbling the arrival of the third finger.
- Ok ... in that position? -
Kenta had set.
- Why, I have options? -
- Well, yes ... a bit 'too ...-
- not just from behind? -
- ... no ...-
Yano had made out a sigh of relief, while Mamoru stared at him incredulously.
- Ok, so from behind no, I do not want ... how to do it from the front? -
Saito had to take a long cushion and had passed to Kenta.
- Appoggiaci the head and the beginning of the shoulders, so you're more comfortable ...-
- Ok ...-
Kenta aveda diligently obeyed the instructions given to him, while Saito just chuckled, noting the total lack of knowledge of the subject by my colleague.
- And now? -
- The legs' em "... Kenta is so ...-
had opened her legs, and stared at him a bit 'worried. He did not know exactly what to expect.
- Ok ... now you are relaxed ... okay? -
While he spoke he had worn a condom, then gave the bottom half of the contents of the vial of oil, dividing it between his penis and the space between the buttocks of Kent.
- There is too much? -
- Better too much than too little, right? -
- ... true .-
Mamoru was placed between the legs of Yano, pressing the tip of his erection against the entrance of the boy. It was not even entered an inch the other had stiffened, closing like a mussel.
- What? -
- It 's too big ...-
Kenta's eyes there was a note of hysterical panic that must have had a strange effect on Saito, because it seemed to soften.
It was lengthened to kiss him, stroking his neck, so he whispered.
- It seems only just entered will be all right, you'll ...-
- No, Mamoru, is big, is ... will as six fingers! -
- Do not be silly, just because you're nervous and tense ...-
He had kissed it again, to caress him. He had heard that his tense muscles are relaxed very slowly.
- Ok ... ok, try again ...-
Kenta was stretched well, breathing deeply, trying to relax as he could.
But despite this, when Mamoru had penetrated had not been able to avoid screaming.
- E'grossoègrossoègrossoègrossoègrossoooo! -
She exclaimed in a single gulp, clawing the sheets.
- Well, thanks ...-
- No a good thing, you idiot! -
Mamoru looked at him smiling. This was done immediately Kenta feel pretty stupid for all their whining ... especially aware that his body was already a little 'getting used to.
- How? It hurts so much Kenta-kun? -
- not so much ...-
He admitted, embarrassed.
- See? -
- Yes, but must plan, eh? -
- I know, quiet ...-
Saito had stretched back to the lips of Kent, to kiss him, this time without sliding out from within him. And while their tongues tickled each other half way between his lips, he began to push.
Kenta's first reaction was to embrace close companion, leaning to him, the second was to scream a series of "hurts" chain, which had dissolved into thin air even after thirty seconds.
Mamoru had a satisfied smile painted on his face as he felt the first real moaning coming from the colleague.
- it still hurts Kenta-kun? -
- No, no ... Mamoru still continues ...-
- Preview -
- Yes! Yes, damn ... cazzoliancorapiùfortecontinuatiprego! -
The words came in torrents from the lips of Yano, the prayers and praise, and Mamoru was happy to oblige in everything. Every so often silenced him with their lips, sometimes calling him to reality by saying his name.
After less than ten minutes, the combined action of its forces and the hand with which he got smothered with a definite touch the erection of Kent, had brought the boy to orgasm.
Yano was certain he had never felt so happy in coming to his life.
Mamoru had marched from within him slowly, kissing him as she did. Then he sat cross-legged, pulling the condom and started to masturbate, his eyes fixed on the figure of Kenta panting. It was difficult for Yano
not to notice.
- Wait for you ... help me ...-
He had got up to sit with some difficulty and had sgattato Mamoru up, his head resting on his shoulder, a hand that was quickly replaced with that of Saito.
There was wanted a lot because the other guy was.
They had found each other's arms, in silence, listening to the mutual breath for a while '.
The first one he had found courage to speak had been Yano.
- Mamoru ...-
- Yes? -
- It was the first time I had sex with a guy ...-
- Well, yes, you guessed ...-
Saito had caught a pinch to this comment .
- ...- However
- Yes? -
- It 's been very rewarding ...-
- rewarding? -
Mamoru had found her a room choice of words, because staring at him with confused eyes.
- That ... I liked it. So .-
Kenta had settled her head against his shoulder Saita, rilassandovisi.
- Ti ... you like to make something ... I do not know ... regular? -
Yano had failed to respond immediately ... There was a lot of things at stake: Mamoru was not sure he liked it seriously, he could not overcome being left by Akane was not able to give meaning to his life. But, it was concluded that there would be no harm to continue ... could concederselo.
- Yeah .. I will be ...-
Mamoru launched a urletto worthy of a twelve year old in front of his favorite idol, who made me smile Yano.
is, after all he liked. And maybe you could start to like even in the same way He liked to Mamoru.
After all, in life you never know.
I hope you enjoyed; D
Author: LadyNorthstar
Title: Taste of Salt
Fandom: No Uta Oniisan
Pairing: Mamoru Saito / Yano Kenta
Rainting: NC-17 Warning
: no: D
Note: Yes, after only two episodes I already write FICT xD and, for the record, Akane is the name of the former Kent, because I think no one cares to remember and thus no memories!
Kenta all'inizio non ci aveva fatto eccessivamente caso, era troppo preso a tentare di cavarsi fuori da quella situazione nella quale non avrebbe mai voluto stare.
Se n'era reso conto solo quando Saito l'aveva invitato ad andare a bere qualcosa insieme... e gli era stato sbattuto palesemente in faccia.
Mamoru era incredibilmente rigido e imbarazzato, decisamente diverso dal rumoroso e sempre hyper ragazzo con quale lavorava ogni giorno... e non sapeva spiegarsi il perché.
Dopo il secondo boccale di birra aveva iniziato a tornare al solito stato di quasi molesta allegria e carica, un po' offuscata by alcohol, and when Yano had risen with the intention of the bill and go, Saito had forced the boy to pay him, and had strongly urged him back for at least a little way.
- I'm coming with you! -
- I'm not a child! So go home alone! -
- No, you're drunk, you need me! -
- You're the one drunk idiot -
- No no no! -
- Whaaaaaa, mendokuse! -
was not successful in scollarselo any way off, and had been followed up to a couple of blocks from home.
- Ok, there is a metro station, and take it back to your house .-
Mamoru did not seem very happy with the proposal.
- Cattivoooo! I want to accompany up to the house Kenta-kun! -
- No, you do not want! -
He had to depart briskly, taking advantage of his greater self-control, but Saito had grabbed his arm and if he was attracted to itself ;, trapping them in an embrace definitely too tight.
- What the fuck are you doing?! Leave me alone! -
He had tried to leave. He failed miserably.
- Mamoru! Ouch! -
He had burst out against, looking irritated, but any subsequent oath had been killed by a whisper quite unexpected.
- I like ...-
Kenta was flabbergasted, staring at the blank over the shoulder of the other guy (the little that could be seen on the difference in height). So he mumbled, embarrassed and confused.
- Shut up and let me make an idiot! -
- I like Kenta-kun! -
He had almost shouted. Yano was praying so much that none of the neighbors had heard ... or pretend that they did not.
-... not to say stupid things ...-
had stopped fighting, and was looking at the corner of my eye. Mamoru smiled and held him close, looking happy stupid, like someone who has taken a lot of weight very cumbersome soul.
- No bullshit, Kenta-kun ...-
A moment later he found Kenta Saito's lips pressed against his. He was very surprised that the feeling given from the lips of a boy was identical to that which had given him her lips Akane.
had not even realized what was going on already that their lips were opened to the language of Mamoru. He knew vaguely of beer and salt from the chips.
was different ways to kiss, that is, but not unpleasant ... stronger, more intrusive, but even sweeter ... Akane's mouth pretty much just used it to bite, he did not remember ever having exchanged a kiss like that with her.
Part of his mind was remembering that it was in the street 200 meters from home to making out with someone I barely knew ... someone with a male, plus.
The rest of her mind was totally thrown headlong into this unexpected situation: he wanted to. Not only that, he needed it.
because at that moment, when the whole world seemed to resent him and turned away, he needed to be told by someone that person for any one but he was not someone special. At that moment the feeling of Mamoru was the best thing that could suck ... did not care that he never interested in guys, do not care if the guy at the time was absolutely indifferent: he wanted to savor a little '.
But in the end the rational part of his mind had taken over, and had distanced himself from Saito, taking a step backwards.
- OK, enough ...-
- Lips Kenta-kun ... know pretzels! - Mamoru
giggle like a little girl who speaks to the gloating Compagnucci class you like. Yano was very difficult to know what to think of him at that time.
- Okay, okay ... Listen, I'm calling a taxi, ok? -
- Whaaaa, Kenta-kun is so nice! -
She had found him again appolipato. Vaguely panicked had typed quickly on the phone number of taxi companies and had called for a diligent arrival.
When the driver arrived, Kenta had won his battle against Saito, who was sitting on the floor staring at him with happy and contemplative air, hanging from his jeans like a monkey. He had loaded
on the vehicle, checked the home address from his ID card and handed over to appropriate a sum Tassinari what he thought was the treatment to go. So it was finally returned home.
not had much sleep, however, was left to brood for hours and hours ... the taste that would not go out of his mouth, feeling the warm embrace, the loving gaze with which Mamoru looked at him.
The next day at work, had no idea what to do ... and it was also impossible to avoid it! When
Saito had come to meet with his usual smile and waving his hand in the air, almost did not believe it ... how could behave as normal?
- Good morning Yano-kun! -
- Ah ... hello ...-
stared at him cautiously. Mamoru essersene was realized, and made himself near frowning.
- What's up? -
- Eh?
...- Nothing - not that I did something weird last night, right? -
A bolt from the blue: he did not remember what he had done? He was so drunk?
- N-no, no ...-
was not very good at lying, but Saito was not very good at reading the nuances, and lie seemed to have had effect.
- Oh, great! -
Mamoru was going to change, when Kent was seized with a sudden spasm, acting absolutely pouring.
- Mamoru ...-
- Yes? -
- If you're free one of these nights we go out drinking again, ok? -
He tried to sound a bit 'arrogant to mask the embarrassment. Saito smiled, beaming, and he nodded.
- With pleasure! -
And so they went out again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
All times ended up kissing, infrattato in some corner, or on the sofas of Karaoke, Kenta and every time he denied that anything happened, Saito when asked if he had done nothing wrong during the exit.
did not want to ruin that moment, he wanted to continue, still wanted to kiss him, and told how important it was for him ... had felt so good. He felt
a bit 'guilty, at times, but after all he was sure that was what Mamoru felt really stood only allows to realize his wish after all ... was something so bad?
The last time they went out, had gone into a room close to the studies of the network, with a couple of interns and the hairdresser, and all the crowd had made it difficult to interact as usual with Kenta Saito ... but in the end the others had gone, and they were left alone.
- accompanied me to the station, Mamoru? -
Kenta asked him, hugging him, had just left the room, taking advantage of that date forward, the road sounded like a ghost town. Mamoru
not had now returned, and the embrace had seemed less determined.
He raised his face to look into his eyes, and had made.
was not drunk.
It was not for nothing.
It was portrayed in a panic, the only thing I could conceive of to do was run away. But Saito was not going to let him.
- Do not run away, Kenta-kun ...-
I was again taking a pulse, and gazed at him with eyes perfectly calm, conciliatory words, almost sweet. Kenta was expected that would be angry with him to know that he was teased, but no. He was sure that would be caught yet another lecture, yet another volley of glances of disapproval ... he was sure he would return to home alone and would spend the night staring at the ceiling looking for someone to blame its woes. But it was not.
Saito had the rash on my lips again, as before, but this time with more knowledge.
Kenta was reluctant to return the kiss, he was afraid ... Currently it would have been without consequences, simple and comfortable, but now he must be responsible, now they were really in the game ... did not want to deal with it.
Mamoru had pressed against the wall, shaking his arms around her waist.
Kenta had hesitated to reciprocate that embrace, but in the end his hands behind his back had met fellow. And his tongue was tentatively extended to almost that of Saito.
But when the boy's hands had begun to fall, had already broken the hesitant kiss, and when it was found on the buttocks if he was jumped.
- Ohi, Mamoru! -
The boy laughed, and gave him a full palpated to sit, making him jump again.
- Shut up, you idiot! -
- Kenta-kun ...-
- Hands ...-
- Kenta-kun ... I want to have sex with you .-
Yano had fixed the air even more bewildered when he received his declaration of love for the first time.
Sex ... had never thought about sex.
- N-do not want, Kenta-kun? -
expression worried he had painted on the face of Mamoru, making it much more "him" ... Yano and had made even more confusing.
Kissing was one thing, sex was another ... basically he did not feel attracted by Saita, it was just a ... a way to console themselves. But the more he tried to think of it, most seemed to feel a false note in what had always repeated to justify all those kisses.
Maybe, maybe him too ...
- di Non .. I do not know ...-
Mamoru had caressed her lips, with an embarrassed smile.
- I promise I will not do anything that you do not want me to do ...-
insurance was sufficient to worm-eaten half of his brain that had dragged in the midst of this crazy situation.
- Go ... okay ...-
Kenta had avoided looking in his eyes as he answered, still did not know well because she was not consenting to the request absurd. Mamoru's hand was tight around her and found himself dragged along the pavement without even realizing it.
- D-...?- where
- We go to a Love Hotel, right? Mica can be done in the middle of the road! -
Saita's tone was decidedly cheerful. Most annoying.
He was talking about sex between men, he had always been firmly heterosexual, and that stupid bursting with joy from every pore.
- Do not be so happy -
- Ah? Why not? -
Kenta's response was a sort of grunt. They had reached the Love Hotel (Yano and they had begun to suspect that the other had planned the evening before) and found himself in front of a room colors so garish as to be embarrassing.
- I seem to still be on the set ...-
- There was just this free ...-
- If you now open your closet and check the Prince of Panties I'm leaving, right? -
Prince had not yet begun, however, and few minutes later they were both lying on the bed, intent on kissing while their hands explored a bit 'hesitant one another's bodies, both still undecided on how to proceed, and still reluctant to get rid of the clothes.
- Kenta-kun ...-
- Yes, Mamoru? -
- Can I take your shirt ...?-
He let out a chuckle: it was surreal that he be asked for permission for such a thing.
- You can take off anything you want ... and take off, even ...-
Saito smiled. The tension had eased slightly.
Mamoru had shed his shirt, then was passed to remove the t-shirt Kenta, kissing the skin of his chest as they find out, by another shiver.
had remained a few moments to settle, both shirtless, Yano then took the initiative and had unfastened his belt and unbuttoned his pants, lowering them just enough to show a good portion of their underwear.
- Kenta-kun, you're really tanned ...-
- Tsk, you have a problem with this? -
- No, no, indeed ...-
Mamoru had put two fingers through the belt loops of Kent had marched pants at all, raising protests heard.
- Hey, stripped of it! It 'embarrassing! -
- Under the orders! -
the end they had only underwear wearing more for some sort of remnant of decency.
- Mamoru ...-
- Yes? -
- We have a problem ...-
- Problem? -
Kenta had achieved only one thing at that moment, seeing the bulge in his boxer colleague.
- That portion of the the woman who ...?-
Saito's reaction had been almost comical: Kenta was not only not thinking about it until then.
- I do not know ... I want ...?-
- No, that is ...-
In fact, Kent was curious: Akane she used occasionally to stretch their fingers in areas normally off-limits, and it had never sorry. Try, he wanted to try.
- Want ... do you? -
- not that I want but ... I do it is fine with me ...-
Mamoru nodded and stood up from his bed, in the hunt for oil in the cabinet beside the bed. He had pulled the mattress of five different types, as well as a handful of condoms.
- What should make us all with this stuff? -
- Choose what you like more ...-
- And what do I know! -
Kenta was nervous. He took the first bottle that he had had on hand and had launched Saito, to pass.
- This? -
- It 's the same, do not even know what to change from one to another! - Yano
He blurted out, regretting much that he offered to take the step.
Mamoru had again next door, and kissed him on the neck with one hand while teasing a nipple. Normally would have really liked it, but at the moment was too tense to enjoy it.
- Mamoru, skip the pleasantries, ok? N-no ... is already odd, no mood to stay there years before ...-
Saito had a moment scattered set, then nodded and fixed the pants.
- So I can ...?-
- Of course you can, hurry up, you idiot! - Kenta
fall had left lying on the bed, and Mamoru had pulled her panties. He was not happy as he, but also Yano was surely not immune to electricity of the moment.
He squeezed a bit 'of lubricant on his fingers, then he alluded to Kenta to roll on his stomach, and having poured some more' of viscous liquid between his buttocks, had slowly penetrated with a finger.
- Tell me if it hurts, ok? -
- Yeah .. ok ... for now ... okay for now ...-
was a feeling that he felt from a bit ', and the first impact was still pretty unpleasant. But, as he still remembered well after the first few seconds of shock was all the way down.
Mamoru had felt brave enough to venture a second finger when he first heard the moans come from satisfied Kenta. It was going slowly, he seemed afraid ... probably do not want to risk in any way to scare Yano, or hurt him.
Kenta, meanwhile, had recorded a huge substantive difference between the way to do that Mamoru and Akane, who was summed up in: knowledge of the subject. Saito's fingers were never removed from his prostate and continued to rub, tickle, causing him ecstatic sobs. Mamoru was
went on for nearly ten minutes, until Kenta was not relaxed enough not to jump when you withdraw the two fingers and put back together, and barely mumbling the arrival of the third finger.
- Ok ... in that position? -
Kenta had set.
- Why, I have options? -
- Well, yes ... a bit 'too ...-
- not just from behind? -
- ... no ...-
Yano had made out a sigh of relief, while Mamoru stared at him incredulously.
- Ok, so from behind no, I do not want ... how to do it from the front? -
Saito had to take a long cushion and had passed to Kenta.
- Appoggiaci the head and the beginning of the shoulders, so you're more comfortable ...-
- Ok ...-
Kenta aveda diligently obeyed the instructions given to him, while Saito just chuckled, noting the total lack of knowledge of the subject by my colleague.
- And now? -
- The legs' em "... Kenta is so ...-
had opened her legs, and stared at him a bit 'worried. He did not know exactly what to expect.
- Ok ... now you are relaxed ... okay? -
While he spoke he had worn a condom, then gave the bottom half of the contents of the vial of oil, dividing it between his penis and the space between the buttocks of Kent.
- There is too much? -
- Better too much than too little, right? -
- ... true .-
Mamoru was placed between the legs of Yano, pressing the tip of his erection against the entrance of the boy. It was not even entered an inch the other had stiffened, closing like a mussel.
- What? -
- It 's too big ...-
Kenta's eyes there was a note of hysterical panic that must have had a strange effect on Saito, because it seemed to soften.
It was lengthened to kiss him, stroking his neck, so he whispered.
- It seems only just entered will be all right, you'll ...-
- No, Mamoru, is big, is ... will as six fingers! -
- Do not be silly, just because you're nervous and tense ...-
He had kissed it again, to caress him. He had heard that his tense muscles are relaxed very slowly.
- Ok ... ok, try again ...-
Kenta was stretched well, breathing deeply, trying to relax as he could.
But despite this, when Mamoru had penetrated had not been able to avoid screaming.
- E'grossoègrossoègrossoègrossoègrossoooo! -
She exclaimed in a single gulp, clawing the sheets.
- Well, thanks ...-
- No a good thing, you idiot! -
Mamoru looked at him smiling. This was done immediately Kenta feel pretty stupid for all their whining ... especially aware that his body was already a little 'getting used to.
- How? It hurts so much Kenta-kun? -
- not so much ...-
He admitted, embarrassed.
- See? -
- Yes, but must plan, eh? -
- I know, quiet ...-
Saito had stretched back to the lips of Kent, to kiss him, this time without sliding out from within him. And while their tongues tickled each other half way between his lips, he began to push.
Kenta's first reaction was to embrace close companion, leaning to him, the second was to scream a series of "hurts" chain, which had dissolved into thin air even after thirty seconds.
Mamoru had a satisfied smile painted on his face as he felt the first real moaning coming from the colleague.
- it still hurts Kenta-kun? -
- No, no ... Mamoru still continues ...-
- Preview -
- Yes! Yes, damn ... cazzoliancorapiùfortecontinuatiprego! -
The words came in torrents from the lips of Yano, the prayers and praise, and Mamoru was happy to oblige in everything. Every so often silenced him with their lips, sometimes calling him to reality by saying his name.
After less than ten minutes, the combined action of its forces and the hand with which he got smothered with a definite touch the erection of Kent, had brought the boy to orgasm.
Yano was certain he had never felt so happy in coming to his life.
Mamoru had marched from within him slowly, kissing him as she did. Then he sat cross-legged, pulling the condom and started to masturbate, his eyes fixed on the figure of Kenta panting. It was difficult for Yano
not to notice.
- Wait for you ... help me ...-
He had got up to sit with some difficulty and had sgattato Mamoru up, his head resting on his shoulder, a hand that was quickly replaced with that of Saito.
There was wanted a lot because the other guy was.
They had found each other's arms, in silence, listening to the mutual breath for a while '.
The first one he had found courage to speak had been Yano.
- Mamoru ...-
- Yes? -
- It was the first time I had sex with a guy ...-
- Well, yes, you guessed ...-
Saito had caught a pinch to this comment .
- ...- However
- Yes? -
- It 's been very rewarding ...-
- rewarding? -
Mamoru had found her a room choice of words, because staring at him with confused eyes.
- That ... I liked it. So .-
Kenta had settled her head against his shoulder Saita, rilassandovisi.
- Ti ... you like to make something ... I do not know ... regular? -
Yano had failed to respond immediately ... There was a lot of things at stake: Mamoru was not sure he liked it seriously, he could not overcome being left by Akane was not able to give meaning to his life. But, it was concluded that there would be no harm to continue ... could concederselo.
- Yeah .. I will be ...-
Mamoru launched a urletto worthy of a twelve year old in front of his favorite idol, who made me smile Yano.
is, after all he liked. And maybe you could start to like even in the same way He liked to Mamoru.
After all, in life you never know.
I hope you enjoyed; D
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Uta No Oniisan [TAKE 02]
it, comment on the second episode ...
yes, I know that you're thinking that are magnificent
one of the great expressions of Ohno ... xD
is the sign of the cross ... no, I do not know why ... do not ask xD
Ohno at 90 °: D
* ok, you beat me *
Ohcchan is the seamstress and get hurt
~ ~
sad time / reflective ... Ohno just because it is so beautiful here ~
"Kenta, smile!"
"..."
"ok, better not ...."
Maru are tangled ... of stuff given to him by Babu is certainly count as "on speed" after
xD I hate it, but I love it so much xD
it is perplimente
also what u_u
Maru during special child u_u
the bimbiiiii: D
ok, ended up being weeks uu
it, comment on the second episode ...
yes, I know that you're thinking that are magnificent
one of the great expressions of Ohno ... xD
is the sign of the cross ... no, I do not know why ... do not ask xD
Ohno at 90 °: D
* ok, you beat me *
Ohcchan is the seamstress and get hurt
~ ~
sad time / reflective ... Ohno just because it is so beautiful here ~
"Kenta, smile!"
"..."
"ok, better not ...."
Maru are tangled ... of stuff given to him by Babu is certainly count as "on speed" after
xD I hate it, but I love it so much xD
it is perplimente
also what u_u
Maru during special child u_u
the bimbiiiii: D
ok, ended up being weeks uu
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