[Samurai Deeper Kyo] [#10: The taste of this] Coffee
Title: Coffee
Theme: #10: The taste of this
Series: Samurai Deeper Kyo
Character/Pairing: Akira/Yuya
Spoilers: None (SDK Gakuen Drama CD-based)
Rating: PG
"Not honey…"
I look at him as I bring the mugs and coffee pot to the table. "Well, of course not," I reply, instinctively making a face (he can "hear" it if even he can't see it, I've discovered), "Honey in coffee would just be gross."
"Don't say that until you've tried it," Akira returns with a quick grin, "but that wasn't really what I was talking about."
"Oh?" I start pouring the coffee into his mug, and suddenly his hand is cradling my cheek and he is leaning across my small kitchen table, guiding me into a deep kiss.
(The coffee mug overflows before I remember to put the pot down)
"What was that for?" I demand the second he lets me go, flustered and blushing, gasping for air, "Gah, look what you made me do! Coffee's expensive, you know!"
"My apologies," he says, not sorry at all as I grab a towel to sop up the spill. "I was trying to figure out what you remind me of."
"Come again?" My heart's still pounding from that kiss, and he's just sitting there with his cool half-smile, not making any sense. He's found the coffee pot and my mug, and graciously pours me a sensible amount of coffee, wasting not a drop.
I slam his coffee down in front of him and have to wipe up more spillage.
"Poets gave us the cliché of kisses that taste of honey and intoxicate like wine, but I wanted to find out for myself if it was true or not."
I'm blushing again but I'm also annoyed. "So, you're saying I'm not intoxicating?"
He must be able to "hear" blushes too, because he smirks before answering, "Intoxication leads one to think of inebriation and loss of sense, neither of which is strictly accurate when applied to my kissing you. If anything - "
If he can "ambush-kiss" me, then I sure as hell can return the favor. Lucky for me he forgot to take off his school tie.
(Our coffee is getting cold)
I think the reason clichés become clichés is because we take for granted that they're true. Kissing Akira is like downing a whole carafe of warm saké - I could even hear my heart buzzing in my ears and feel my toes and fingers tingle (don't ask).
But he's right about the honey part - he tastes nothing like honey. More like… heavy cream and warmth and a little bit of mint (I'm glad I thought to brush my teeth after lunch today).
"Hm, I suppose I might have been mistaken about my first analysis," Akira admits after I let go of his tie and sit down to drink my lukewarm coffee.
"That's what I thought," I shoot back primly.
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Still don't own SDK, Akiro or Yuya. Damn.
cross-posted at love_deeper
Theme: #10: The taste of this
Series: Samurai Deeper Kyo
Character/Pairing: Akira/Yuya
Spoilers: None (SDK Gakuen Drama CD-based)
Rating: PG
"Not honey…"
I look at him as I bring the mugs and coffee pot to the table. "Well, of course not," I reply, instinctively making a face (he can "hear" it if even he can't see it, I've discovered), "Honey in coffee would just be gross."
"Don't say that until you've tried it," Akira returns with a quick grin, "but that wasn't really what I was talking about."
"Oh?" I start pouring the coffee into his mug, and suddenly his hand is cradling my cheek and he is leaning across my small kitchen table, guiding me into a deep kiss.
(The coffee mug overflows before I remember to put the pot down)
"What was that for?" I demand the second he lets me go, flustered and blushing, gasping for air, "Gah, look what you made me do! Coffee's expensive, you know!"
"My apologies," he says, not sorry at all as I grab a towel to sop up the spill. "I was trying to figure out what you remind me of."
"Come again?" My heart's still pounding from that kiss, and he's just sitting there with his cool half-smile, not making any sense. He's found the coffee pot and my mug, and graciously pours me a sensible amount of coffee, wasting not a drop.
I slam his coffee down in front of him and have to wipe up more spillage.
"Poets gave us the cliché of kisses that taste of honey and intoxicate like wine, but I wanted to find out for myself if it was true or not."
I'm blushing again but I'm also annoyed. "So, you're saying I'm not intoxicating?"
He must be able to "hear" blushes too, because he smirks before answering, "Intoxication leads one to think of inebriation and loss of sense, neither of which is strictly accurate when applied to my kissing you. If anything - "
If he can "ambush-kiss" me, then I sure as hell can return the favor. Lucky for me he forgot to take off his school tie.
(Our coffee is getting cold)
I think the reason clichés become clichés is because we take for granted that they're true. Kissing Akira is like downing a whole carafe of warm saké - I could even hear my heart buzzing in my ears and feel my toes and fingers tingle (don't ask).
But he's right about the honey part - he tastes nothing like honey. More like… heavy cream and warmth and a little bit of mint (I'm glad I thought to brush my teeth after lunch today).
"Hm, I suppose I might have been mistaken about my first analysis," Akira admits after I let go of his tie and sit down to drink my lukewarm coffee.
"That's what I thought," I shoot back primly.
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Still don't own SDK, Akiro or Yuya. Damn.
cross-posted at love_deeper