FAKE Triple Drabble: Sensual
Title: Sensual
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: PG-15
Setting: After Like Like Love.
Summary: Dee delights in everything about his lover.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Sense’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Triple drabble.
Ryo was a feast for Dee’s senses; times like this he felt as though he’d never get enough of his lover, spread out on the bed beside him. They’d barely finished and already Dee wanted him again.
Sprawled on the rumpled sheets in the soft light from the beside lamps, Ryo looked like a fallen angel, his smooth skin flushed and damp with sweat, his honey-colored hair spread across the pillow, a few strands plastered to his forehead, his leanly muscled chest rising and falling as he caught his breath.
The bedroom smelled of sex.
Sliding closer to his lover, Dee breathed in the scent of him, musky and familiar. He ran a finger along Ryo’s side, making him shudder from the feather-light touch and drawing a gasp from his lips, not quite laughter but close.
“Dee! That tickles!”
“Mm, I know.”
Propped on one elbow, Dee flicked his tongue across a nipple, tasting the salty tang of sweat and feeling the tiny nub harden, then drawing back to smirk at his partner.
“You taste good.”
“You’re weird.”
“You’re gorgeous.”
Ryo looped one hand lazily around the back of Dee’s neck, fingers twining in his hair as he drew him down for a long, lazy kiss, tongues tangling, tasting each other. Dee let his hand wander, mapping the contours of Ryo’s body, stroking across his ribs, over one hip, down his lover’s thigh, feeling Ryo arch against him, arousal growing.
Dee couldn’t help but groan. “Oh baby, the things you do to me!”
“Tell me.” Ryo’s voice was low and husky, hardly more than a breath against Dee’s lips.
Dee rolled them so he was on top. “How ‘bout I show ya instead?”
“Works for me.”
Then they were moving together, sweet and slow, in a rhythm old as time.
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: PG-15
Setting: After Like Like Love.
Summary: Dee delights in everything about his lover.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Sense’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Triple drabble.
Ryo was a feast for Dee’s senses; times like this he felt as though he’d never get enough of his lover, spread out on the bed beside him. They’d barely finished and already Dee wanted him again.
Sprawled on the rumpled sheets in the soft light from the beside lamps, Ryo looked like a fallen angel, his smooth skin flushed and damp with sweat, his honey-colored hair spread across the pillow, a few strands plastered to his forehead, his leanly muscled chest rising and falling as he caught his breath.
The bedroom smelled of sex.
Sliding closer to his lover, Dee breathed in the scent of him, musky and familiar. He ran a finger along Ryo’s side, making him shudder from the feather-light touch and drawing a gasp from his lips, not quite laughter but close.
“Dee! That tickles!”
“Mm, I know.”
Propped on one elbow, Dee flicked his tongue across a nipple, tasting the salty tang of sweat and feeling the tiny nub harden, then drawing back to smirk at his partner.
“You taste good.”
“You’re weird.”
“You’re gorgeous.”
Ryo looped one hand lazily around the back of Dee’s neck, fingers twining in his hair as he drew him down for a long, lazy kiss, tongues tangling, tasting each other. Dee let his hand wander, mapping the contours of Ryo’s body, stroking across his ribs, over one hip, down his lover’s thigh, feeling Ryo arch against him, arousal growing.
Dee couldn’t help but groan. “Oh baby, the things you do to me!”
“Tell me.” Ryo’s voice was low and husky, hardly more than a breath against Dee’s lips.
Dee rolled them so he was on top. “How ‘bout I show ya instead?”
“Works for me.”
Then they were moving together, sweet and slow, in a rhythm old as time.
The End