[Snippet] Taking and Giving - Miyavi/Aoi
Title: Taking and Giving
Author: Kagome
Rating: R, bordering on NC-17
Pairing: Miyavi/Aoi (Uhm... Aoi/Miyavi? XD)
Notes: Written for Miya-chan (_implet) a little while back. ^_^
Miyavi cried out, clutching at Aoi as the other man ground his hips against him, lips just barely ghosting over the skin of his neck. "Aoi... Aoi..." Miyavi couldn't help but whisper his name - raggedly, breathlessly, hungrily. His hands worked their way beneath Aoi's shirt, needing to feel his skin.
"We're overdressed, aren't we?" Aoi murmured against Miyavi's neck, rocking against him again.
"Fuck!" Miyavi closed his eyes, his own hands stilling. The friction between their bodies... It felt like it had been too long since they'd done this, and in truth, it had only been a few days. But just the span of a few days felt like weeks or more, and Miyavi was beyond hungry for Aoi's touch now. "Want you..."
"I want you too," Aoi replied, and Miyavi released a gasp of surprise when Aoi grabbed his wrists and pushed him back against the nearest wall.
"Aoi?" Miyavi began, sure that Aoi could see the confusion in his eyes if he couldn't hear it in his voice.
Aoi smirked, not releasing Miyavi's wrists. "Shh, my love. I'm taking what I want, and I'm giving you what you want. Trust me."
Teeth sank into the flesh of Miyavi's neck then, and he released a low moan, his eyes squeezing shut again. "Nnnhhh..."
Aoi let go of his wrists then, one hand moving to brush against the bulge in his jeans. Miyavi whimpered in response, pressing forward.
"Turn around." Aoi's instructions were spoken against Miyavi's lips, and then Miyavi felt that tongue running over his lips, pausing to play with the piercing.
Miyavi blinked, his mind clouded with need and lust and love - yes, love - for the man standing before him. Because of this, he wasn't processing things quite correctly.
"I said turn around!" Aoi grabbed his hips then, roughly turning him so that he was facing the wall. "It feels like it's been too long, Miyavi," Aoi said, sounding just as needy as Miyavi himself felt. "And as soon as I've got your pants around your ankles, you know what I'm going to do?"
Miyavi shivered with anticipation. Yes, he knew exactly what Aoi was about to do...
Author: Kagome
Rating: R, bordering on NC-17
Pairing: Miyavi/Aoi (Uhm... Aoi/Miyavi? XD)
Notes: Written for Miya-chan (_implet) a little while back. ^_^
Miyavi cried out, clutching at Aoi as the other man ground his hips against him, lips just barely ghosting over the skin of his neck. "Aoi... Aoi..." Miyavi couldn't help but whisper his name - raggedly, breathlessly, hungrily. His hands worked their way beneath Aoi's shirt, needing to feel his skin.
"We're overdressed, aren't we?" Aoi murmured against Miyavi's neck, rocking against him again.
"Fuck!" Miyavi closed his eyes, his own hands stilling. The friction between their bodies... It felt like it had been too long since they'd done this, and in truth, it had only been a few days. But just the span of a few days felt like weeks or more, and Miyavi was beyond hungry for Aoi's touch now. "Want you..."
"I want you too," Aoi replied, and Miyavi released a gasp of surprise when Aoi grabbed his wrists and pushed him back against the nearest wall.
"Aoi?" Miyavi began, sure that Aoi could see the confusion in his eyes if he couldn't hear it in his voice.
Aoi smirked, not releasing Miyavi's wrists. "Shh, my love. I'm taking what I want, and I'm giving you what you want. Trust me."
Teeth sank into the flesh of Miyavi's neck then, and he released a low moan, his eyes squeezing shut again. "Nnnhhh..."
Aoi let go of his wrists then, one hand moving to brush against the bulge in his jeans. Miyavi whimpered in response, pressing forward.
"Turn around." Aoi's instructions were spoken against Miyavi's lips, and then Miyavi felt that tongue running over his lips, pausing to play with the piercing.
Miyavi blinked, his mind clouded with need and lust and love - yes, love - for the man standing before him. Because of this, he wasn't processing things quite correctly.
"I said turn around!" Aoi grabbed his hips then, roughly turning him so that he was facing the wall. "It feels like it's been too long, Miyavi," Aoi said, sounding just as needy as Miyavi himself felt. "And as soon as I've got your pants around your ankles, you know what I'm going to do?"
Miyavi shivered with anticipation. Yes, he knew exactly what Aoi was about to do...