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Dec 30, 2008 18:16

Why, hello there, kittens! I'm Kanji, esteemed reporter of all things fabulous and ever so delightfully naughty, and I'm here with a most special update for a fandom just beginning its long, hard... journey into adulthood~!

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1/2 anonymous January 13 2009, 07:06:14 UTC
WHY DID THIS END UP SO ANGSTYYY lskfsdkl i'm sorry. h-hope you enjoy regardless.

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Waiting, waiting waiting. It's always waiting, with Souji.

Every morning he waits for the coffee maker to finish. Later he's waiting for the train to arrive at his stop to go to work. He waits for lunch break, waits for his cigarette to be done (damn habit he picked up from his uncle), waits for the work day to be over, waits on the train to get home. Even when they were younger and that whole TV world thing was going on…it was always waiting, for the Midnight Channel, for a new break in the case, even just for rainy days to get those crappy discounts at the Shiroku Store.

It’s never really felt like he was doing anything. He's just waiting.

He takes a deep breath and he waits for Yosuke. Souji's roommate is constantly working late hours at Junes, waiting endlessly on customers. Souji scoffs sardonically to himself. Yosuke waits a lot too, he guesses.

He gets up and goes over to the sliding door to the small patio outside. He pulls out a cigarette and lights up. Yosuke doesn't let him smoke inside the house. "You smell enough like an ashtray on your own," he always says, half-joking, half-irritated. "Don't need you stinking up the rest of the place."

Yosuke blames Dojima for this habit; well, Yosuke never really liked Dojima to begin with. But Souji doesn't really care. It's no one's fault but his own.

Souji waits for his cigarette to whittle down into nothing but the filter. He stubs it out in a small ashtray on the ground before standing up. Still in his work clothes, and with his hands in his pockets, he gazes up at the sky listlessly. A couple birds swoop through the clear skies together. They look like they’re doing something.

Finally, he hears the sound of the front door sliding open. He immediately turns to look through the open patio door, straight at Yosuke as he looks down and takes off his shoes.

“Welcome home,” Souji calls.

“Man,” Yosuke says exaggeratedly as he walks in past the entry way. Souji goes inside and closes the door to the patio. “Today was rough,” Yosuke continues as he takes off his apron from work and throws it onto a chair at the kitchen table. He flops down onto the couch. Souji follows suit, however more conducted.

“You know, people just keep yapping and yapping-and then Teddie wasn’t there today, so there was no fun to be seen,” Yosuke sighs and tugs at his hair, obviously frustrated. His hair is longer now - still layered in front, but it’s long enough now that he keeps it in a ponytail in back.

“I’m glad you’re back,” Souji says awkwardly. He leans forwards and rests his elbows on his knees, his hands clasped loosely together, and he looks at Yosuke sideways.

Yosuke grins. “Glad to be back. You don’t even know.”

And then, Souji does something - he leans in and places a hand on Yosuke’s face before closing the gap and kissing him.

This is one of three occurrences. The first being when they were younger, teenagers, and when Kanji’s sexuality brought a whole lot of suppressed insecurities into play. The second, the night they had first moved in together and were playing a drunken King’s game (that consisted of actual liquor), and things just happened. And finally, this.

These three separate occasions are the short, highlight moments in which Souji is doing something. When your lips are locked with Yosuke’s, there’s no waiting, there’s just feeling. And in this moment, Souji is reminded of this on a nearly painful level.

Souji’s about to pull away, but a hand to the back of his neck stops him. Yosuke instantly takes control and Souji gladly lets him. Yosuke eases Souji onto his back on the couch; he nearly lays him down he’s so gently. Souji scoffs. “You’re not going to break me.”

Yosuke takes this as encouragement. Both men’s hands begin to roam, but no clothes are being removed. Unbuttoned, pushed back, but not removed. It feels as though it will be breaking some sort of code to see each other fully naked.

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2/2 anonymous January 13 2009, 07:06:42 UTC
Yosuke’s mouth travels south, past fine chest hair and subtle muscles. His tongue dips inside Souji’s navel, and his short stubble scratches his skin. Souji tenses and fists a hand in Yosuke’s hair, ruining the neat ponytail, experiencing for the first time how sensitive the skin is underneath his navel, not knowing if everyone’s like this, or just him.

The brunet looks up and smiles playfully at Souji. The latter tugs on Yosuke’s hair to bring him up for another kiss. Yosuke easily complies, and this time it’s more heated and bordering on desperate.

Yosuke undoes Souji’s work pants and brings them down together with his boxers. Yosuke keeps his eyes trained on Souji’s as he slowly wraps his fingers around the base of his erection. Souji lets out a very constrained groan at the pressure. Yosuke strokes him, ever so slowly, as though savoring it.

Once Yosuke’s sure Souji’s at his wit’s end, he leans back a fraction and finally flits his eyes down to fully take Souji in, as his hands move to unzip his own pants, just enough so his own length can come out.

Yosuke lifts Souji’s legs up enough so that his backside is exposed. Souji takes in a shaky breath as though grasping at whatever oxygen he can get. Yosuke spits on his hand and prepares himself as best he can the good old fashioned way before pressing up against Souji’s entrance.

No words are needed. No are you okays, no are you sures, no are you readys. Their eyes meet, and they simply don’t need any words. Souji had even just said, you’re not going to break me.

And Yosuke pushes in, one fell swoop, and Souji closes his eyes and lets his mouth fall open a fraction. Sure, you’re not going to break me, but Yosuke still takes it slow at first. Once Souji obviously wants things to speed up, Yosuke holds nothing back, and they’re moving perfectly in tandem, and no one’s waiting for anything right now, instead they want this to last forever.

Yosuke’s thrusts get harder and faster, the fingers of one hand working Souji’s length. The brunet catches that perfect spot inside Souji, and it brutally pushes him over the edge, making him come probably the hardest he ever had, though that’s not actually saying much. With Souji clenching around him, Yosuke follows soon after, and for a while, they lay together, catching their breath and thoroughly enjoying the moment.

When Yosuke finally finds his voice again, he says with a smile, “Didn’t know you were this glad to have me back.”

And Souji moves his head back and laughs.

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Re: 2/2 anonymous January 13 2009, 07:51:33 UTC
OP here. This was fantastic. You win a packet of gold stars and the internet.

Once Souji obviously wants things to speed up, Yosuke holds nothing back, and they’re moving perfectly in tandem, and no one’s waiting for anything right now, instead they want this to last forever.

Oh, damn right it's going to last forever. This was my favorite line; especially with the last part hinting at the two of them wanting something more than just a good fuck. But there's nothing wrong with that, either. THEN THE TWO OF THEM LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER AND HAVE SMOKING HOT GAY SEX EVERY EVENING AFTER WORK. HELLS YES.

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Re: 2/2 anonymous January 13 2009, 22:11:50 UTC
*A* That was GREAT anon thank you for such a lovely read.

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Re: 2/2 anonymous January 15 2009, 02:10:22 UTC
That was so beautiful and well-written and soulful and just /yes/.

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