[luas]
by blue_cage
An allusion to the Davinyls
There was something faintly obscene about the way Ogata handled the stick shift on his car, Akira thought. Ogata had offered to drive him home from the recent Ooteai, and as they paused at a red light the older pro had kept his hand on the knob at the top of it, letting his fingers move in circular strokes over the glossy surface.
Akira couldn't help but watch, getting increasingly flustered as Ogata leaned back, settling into the curve of the driver's seat with a sigh, one hand idling on the stick shift, the other busy fiddling with a slightly fraying flap on the steering wheel. The way Ogata toyed at the irritating bit of leather was reminiscent of fingers ghosting on skin to his overactive imagination.
He could only hope the red light would turn green soon, else he'd have to use his jacket to cover a burgeoning "problem" soon.
An allusion to the Davinyls
There was something faintly obscene about the way Ogata handled the stick shift on his car, Akira thought. Ogata had offered to drive him home from the recent Ooteai, and as they paused at a red light the older pro had kept his hand on the knob at the top of it, letting his fingers move in circular strokes over the glossy surface.
Akira couldn't help but watch, getting increasingly flustered as Ogata leaned back, settling into the curve of the driver's seat with a sigh, one hand idling on the stick shift, the other busy fiddling with a slightly fraying flap on the steering wheel. The way Ogata toyed at the irritating bit of leather was reminiscent of fingers ghosting on skin to his overactive imagination.
He could only hope the red light would turn green soon, else he'd have to use his jacket to cover a burgeoning "problem" soon.