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8 - Feckless - Bus Gamer - 3/30
Title: Feckless
Author/Artist: redex
Pairing: Kazu/Toki/Nobu
Fandom: Bus Gamer
Theme: Fyre's 8
Ratings/Warnings: PG - brief sex mentions, language
Comments: Nakajyo Nobuto as the lone wolf, an introspective. He'd be the last to open up, but the first to have sex with them.
After fucking the two women and sending them on their way you're feckless and idle, and like any other animal fully satiated, you just want your sleep. The word 'feckless' twists itself in your head until you think of 'fuckless' and of course pretty much the only person you know who hasn't had a fuck in their life.
You start contemplating what that would feel like (facing another day without that pleasure at the end of it, though the pleasure looses its edge after a while, of course, and he hasn't experienced it so he doesn't know what the hell he's missing, videogames and porn don't hit the real thing by half) and it takes about the same amount of time as a long drag on your cigarette for the telephone to ring.
Goddamn psychics.
You contemplate picking it up for a good three rings, which you have calculated to be the average amount of time a telemarketer is willing to wait for you to pick up. By now, Mishiba knows to not even bother listening to the first three rings.
"Yo."
You haven't given Saitoh your telephone number for a reason. He is a kind of person who can't understand laziness for it's own sake. He'd call you constantly, and the thought is a terrifying one. A phone ringing during sex?
"Hey. Kazuo wants to get dinner. You commin'?"
You can picture Toki in your mind's eye as you lay there, and no matter how fucked out you were about fifteen minutes ago you can feel the beast's ears prick up once again. Funny how that works.
In your case, laziness is unnecessary to avoid total explosion. That is why it amuses you so much when Kazuo nags you to be friendly; you're maybe a little scared that he could take your wildness fully unleashed. He'd sit back and let you hit him. Idiot. He nibbles at your detachment with his silly naive charm. Hell, he's already got Toki wrapped around his little finger.
On the other hand, there is a chance at free food tonight if you play your cards right.
"Yeah, sure. The usual place?"
"Yeah."
You drop the phone on the mattress and stretch out once, lean muscles loosening, cigarette drooping.
Time to go.
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Author/Artist: redex
Pairing: Kazu/Toki/Nobu
Fandom: Bus Gamer
Theme: Fyre's 8
Ratings/Warnings: PG - brief sex mentions, language
Comments: Nakajyo Nobuto as the lone wolf, an introspective. He'd be the last to open up, but the first to have sex with them.
After fucking the two women and sending them on their way you're feckless and idle, and like any other animal fully satiated, you just want your sleep. The word 'feckless' twists itself in your head until you think of 'fuckless' and of course pretty much the only person you know who hasn't had a fuck in their life.
You start contemplating what that would feel like (facing another day without that pleasure at the end of it, though the pleasure looses its edge after a while, of course, and he hasn't experienced it so he doesn't know what the hell he's missing, videogames and porn don't hit the real thing by half) and it takes about the same amount of time as a long drag on your cigarette for the telephone to ring.
Goddamn psychics.
You contemplate picking it up for a good three rings, which you have calculated to be the average amount of time a telemarketer is willing to wait for you to pick up. By now, Mishiba knows to not even bother listening to the first three rings.
"Yo."
You haven't given Saitoh your telephone number for a reason. He is a kind of person who can't understand laziness for it's own sake. He'd call you constantly, and the thought is a terrifying one. A phone ringing during sex?
"Hey. Kazuo wants to get dinner. You commin'?"
You can picture Toki in your mind's eye as you lay there, and no matter how fucked out you were about fifteen minutes ago you can feel the beast's ears prick up once again. Funny how that works.
In your case, laziness is unnecessary to avoid total explosion. That is why it amuses you so much when Kazuo nags you to be friendly; you're maybe a little scared that he could take your wildness fully unleashed. He'd sit back and let you hit him. Idiot. He nibbles at your detachment with his silly naive charm. Hell, he's already got Toki wrapped around his little finger.
On the other hand, there is a chance at free food tonight if you play your cards right.
"Yeah, sure. The usual place?"
"Yeah."
You drop the phone on the mattress and stretch out once, lean muscles loosening, cigarette drooping.
Time to go.
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