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My internet has been wonky again -- If I'm not in much for the next few days it's because of that (hauntedreality! Sorry! Hopefully by Monday I'll be able to properly join. So far LJ hates me whenever I try to create the account). Anyway, I could probably use the writing-rest, right?
blind_go fics are out! Eh, so far, two of my five ideas were done: Death Note ( Read more... )
blind_go fics are out! Eh, so far, two of my five ideas were done: Death Note ( Read more... )
"Just one more try, Ritsuka-chan," Soubi murmured, staring fixedly at his laptop. "Just. Come on. Work, damn you, work!"
It made Ritsuka roll his eyes. "Stupid. You said that three tries ago! It's not going to work. You just have to wait until the repairmen come out!"
"...." The look on Soubi's face was so tragic it made Ritsuka twitch, and eye him warily.
"...Soubi," he said, voice already stern before he'd even gotten an answer. "Just what is it about your internet that makes this so important?"
Soubi gave Ritsuka as soulful eyes as the cynical man could. Ritsuka's tail bushed out in paranoia at the expression. "Ritsuka-chan wouldn't understand," Soubi said solemnly.
Ritsuka knew he would regret it. He did it anyway:
"Tell me!"
And, yeah. There was no way Soubi could hide that smirk from him, even behind that depressed a sigh. He said, "I can't get to my porn sites now."
"!" Ritsuka said in return, turning beet red, instantly. "SOUBI."
Soubi smiled slyly, dipping his chin down to look up at Ritsuka through his bangs, the legs that had been so naturally spread around his laptop suddenly obscene. "Ritsuka-chan," Soubi said, "will you entertain me until my internet is on again?"
"GAH." Ritsuka said, very loudly; it was not a yes, certainly, but neither was it a no. "You are so stupid."
"Mm, yes," Soubi said sweetly. "But how else am I supposed to keep from jumping you? I have to take the edge off somehow~ Unless you want to make an honest pervert out of me?"
"GAH," Ritsuka blushed even harder, his knuckles white on the edge of the bed. His legs had stopped swinging. He glared hard at Soubi, and said, again, "You are so stupid." Soubi sighed, for about the millionth time since his internet stopped working, and Ritsuka twitched. He couldn't stand it if Soubi kept sighing like that, it would drive him insane.
Soubi sighed again, watching him with dark, teasing eyes.
"Soubi," Ritsuka warned.
"Sigh," Soubi sighed.
"ARGH. Fine! Just! Come over here, damn it!" Ritsuka said, his ears flickering and tail a tight ripple behind him. He pointed at the spot on the floor between his legs, and Soubi immediately stood up, and made his slow, tall way over, to sink to the floor in front of Ritsuka. He was smiling, and suddenly much more chipper.
"Yes, Ritsuka-chan?" Soubi asked, grabbing Ritsuka's hand and nuzzling the wrist.
Ritsuka made a faintly annoyed sound, and disentangled his hand, so that he could grab Soubi by his stupid ponytail and bring his stupid smirking face up to Ritsuka's own too hot one.
"Just kissing," he muttered. "Nothing else."
Soubi raised his eyebrows, though he looked very content to take whatever Ritsuka was willing to give. "Not even a little rubbing on the bed?"
"No," Ritsuka stated firmly. "Just. This."
Ritsuka used his hand in Soubi's soft pale hair to control the kiss, just in case Soubi got any ideas. Of course, Soubi still got ideas, but at least this way he was reduced to ideas just involving his tongue and mouth in a limited environment. Ritsuka bit down gently on Soubi's lip, and Soubi shuddered, and whispered against him, "Ritsuka-chan, can I touch you?"
"No," Ritsuka said, cross and distracted by the way Soubi's mouth felt moving against his. "Keep your hands on you knees. No touching."
Soubi made a groan in the back of his throat, just a little one; Ritsuka wasn't sure if it was of disappointment or pleasure at the command. So he opened Soubi's mouth up with his, and licked his way inside, trying to catch the groan and taste it, to see.
O: No internet? Oh noes! Whatever shall we do~♥
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