[Fanfic] FumaKen Drabbles
FumaKen Drabbles
Author: akastranger
Characters: Fuma x Kento
Rating: PG
Warning: Unbeta’d
Summary: -
Author’s Note: -
Word count: Around 100 words each.
#01
The rain splashed against the window panes, producing an original melody on their own. The fragrance of brewed coffee across the room still hung in the air. The mixture of sound and smell were pleasant to the senses as the two lovebirds lie lazily in bed.
Quietly with his long slender fingers, Kento traced an invisible line from Fuma’s stomach to chest. He drew heart shapes on Fuma’s chest absentmindedly until the younger boy turned and pulled him closer. Kento leaned in for a kiss, then dropped his head back on Fuma’s arms and asked;
“What do you want for breakfast?”
“You.”
#02
He paced up and down the lane for several minutes. Beads of sweat begin to form on his forehead. Fuma looked nervously to his right and left; then making sure that no one was watching, he reached out for JMK DVD box and dropped it in his basket.
He gulped and took a step forward when his turn at the cashier came, but the girl behind the counter just smiled politely at him as she scanned his purchases.
Shori, who was watching him from a corner chuckled, it was amusing watching Fuma shop for Kento’s goods in private.
#03
Fuma moans into the kiss, his hands slipping underneath Kento’s shirt for skin contact. He rubs his hands against the older’s boy back, then slides it back down to the waist and pulls his partner closer. He lets Kento guides him to bed, falling onto it after they both got rid of their shirts.
“Door…”
“Locked.”
They continued with the battle of their tongues, both hungry for dominance. Fuma gave in after Kento tickled his sides, shivering as Kento’s long slender fingers continue to slide down, tugging at his pants.
“Get out of these already.”
“Yes sir.”
Author: akastranger
Characters: Fuma x Kento
Rating: PG
Warning: Unbeta’d
Summary: -
Author’s Note: -
Word count: Around 100 words each.
#01
The rain splashed against the window panes, producing an original melody on their own. The fragrance of brewed coffee across the room still hung in the air. The mixture of sound and smell were pleasant to the senses as the two lovebirds lie lazily in bed.
Quietly with his long slender fingers, Kento traced an invisible line from Fuma’s stomach to chest. He drew heart shapes on Fuma’s chest absentmindedly until the younger boy turned and pulled him closer. Kento leaned in for a kiss, then dropped his head back on Fuma’s arms and asked;
“What do you want for breakfast?”
“You.”
#02
He paced up and down the lane for several minutes. Beads of sweat begin to form on his forehead. Fuma looked nervously to his right and left; then making sure that no one was watching, he reached out for JMK DVD box and dropped it in his basket.
He gulped and took a step forward when his turn at the cashier came, but the girl behind the counter just smiled politely at him as she scanned his purchases.
Shori, who was watching him from a corner chuckled, it was amusing watching Fuma shop for Kento’s goods in private.
#03
Fuma moans into the kiss, his hands slipping underneath Kento’s shirt for skin contact. He rubs his hands against the older’s boy back, then slides it back down to the waist and pulls his partner closer. He lets Kento guides him to bed, falling onto it after they both got rid of their shirts.
“Door…”
“Locked.”
They continued with the battle of their tongues, both hungry for dominance. Fuma gave in after Kento tickled his sides, shivering as Kento’s long slender fingers continue to slide down, tugging at his pants.
“Get out of these already.”
“Yes sir.”