FAKE Ficlet: Round One [NSFW]
Title: Round One
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee.
Rating: NC-17
Setting: After Like Like Love.
Summary: After a night out dancing, Ryo and Dee can’t wait until they get home.
Word Count: 574
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Last’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
“Not gonna last much longer,” Ryo panted breathlessly, grinding his hips against Dee. This really hadn’t been planned and shouldn’t be happening, not now and definitely not here. They were practically in public! If anyone caught them…
“Me neither,” Dee groaned in reply, matching Ryo thrust for thrust, their erections rubbing together, hot and slick with pre-come, sending spikes of pleasure through their entire bodies. They hadn’t undressed because of where they were, just shoved their pants down far enough that they wouldn’t be in the way and then gone for it, right there on the half-landing below their apartment. Why they couldn’t have waited until they were in the privacy of their own home, Ryo couldn’t quite remember…
Oh, wait, yes he could; hours of dancing so close together in that club had left them both so turned on it was a miracle they hadn’t jumped each other in the taxi on the way home! Finding the elevator inconveniently out of order had been the last straw. Honestly, they deserved medals for making it this far up the stairs before losing the last shreds of their self-control.
They kissed messily, tongues tangling and teeth clashing, banging their heads together without noticing as they tried to pull each other even closer. Ryo was glad of the wall behind him holding him up because by this point his legs were shaking so much he didn’t think he’d be able to stand without support. Then he stopped thinking entirely.
“Deeeeee!” He was right on the brink, just needed a little more to tip him over.
Dee grunted, thrust hard, and Ryo felt a surge of sticky wetness against his belly as his lover came; it was what he needed and his own cock swelled in response, pulsing against Dee’s, adding to the warm stickiness between them.
Ryo shuddered, blinking sweat from his eyes, his cock still twitching; it had seemed in those few seconds as if he would never stop coming, as if all the sexual tension that had built up between them on the dance floor couldn’t possibly be expended in just one mind-blowing orgasm, but at last the aftershocks subsided and he sagged limply against Dee.
“Wow!” Dee breathed against his hair. “That was intense!”
“Uh huh.” Ryo nodded weakly, forehead resting on Dee’s shoulder.
“C’mon, we should probably head inside and get cleaned up.”
That was for sure, but… “Don’t think I can walk,” Ryo admitted.
Dee snorted softly, his breath tickling Ryo’s ear. “I bet if someone started up these stairs you’d manage.”
“Don’t even joke about it!”
Drawing back a little, Dee tugged his pants up one-handed and helped Ryo with his, but left them undone; why waste the time and effort when they’d only be stripping their clothes off as soon as they closed the apartment door behind them? “It’s only half a flight, then we’ll be in our apartment and ready for round two.”
“Round two?” Ryo’s cock twitched at the thought. Yeah, there was definitely going to be a second round, maybe even a third. He pushed himself away from the wall, balancing precariously on legs that didn’t seem to belong to him, then hanging on to Dee with one hand while holding his pants up with the other, he started up the stairs. A shower would feel good, but getting cleaned up could wait until later; there were other more pressing matters to take care of first.
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee.
Rating: NC-17
Setting: After Like Like Love.
Summary: After a night out dancing, Ryo and Dee can’t wait until they get home.
Word Count: 574
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Last’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
“Not gonna last much longer,” Ryo panted breathlessly, grinding his hips against Dee. This really hadn’t been planned and shouldn’t be happening, not now and definitely not here. They were practically in public! If anyone caught them…
“Me neither,” Dee groaned in reply, matching Ryo thrust for thrust, their erections rubbing together, hot and slick with pre-come, sending spikes of pleasure through their entire bodies. They hadn’t undressed because of where they were, just shoved their pants down far enough that they wouldn’t be in the way and then gone for it, right there on the half-landing below their apartment. Why they couldn’t have waited until they were in the privacy of their own home, Ryo couldn’t quite remember…
Oh, wait, yes he could; hours of dancing so close together in that club had left them both so turned on it was a miracle they hadn’t jumped each other in the taxi on the way home! Finding the elevator inconveniently out of order had been the last straw. Honestly, they deserved medals for making it this far up the stairs before losing the last shreds of their self-control.
They kissed messily, tongues tangling and teeth clashing, banging their heads together without noticing as they tried to pull each other even closer. Ryo was glad of the wall behind him holding him up because by this point his legs were shaking so much he didn’t think he’d be able to stand without support. Then he stopped thinking entirely.
“Deeeeee!” He was right on the brink, just needed a little more to tip him over.
Dee grunted, thrust hard, and Ryo felt a surge of sticky wetness against his belly as his lover came; it was what he needed and his own cock swelled in response, pulsing against Dee’s, adding to the warm stickiness between them.
Ryo shuddered, blinking sweat from his eyes, his cock still twitching; it had seemed in those few seconds as if he would never stop coming, as if all the sexual tension that had built up between them on the dance floor couldn’t possibly be expended in just one mind-blowing orgasm, but at last the aftershocks subsided and he sagged limply against Dee.
“Wow!” Dee breathed against his hair. “That was intense!”
“Uh huh.” Ryo nodded weakly, forehead resting on Dee’s shoulder.
“C’mon, we should probably head inside and get cleaned up.”
That was for sure, but… “Don’t think I can walk,” Ryo admitted.
Dee snorted softly, his breath tickling Ryo’s ear. “I bet if someone started up these stairs you’d manage.”
“Don’t even joke about it!”
Drawing back a little, Dee tugged his pants up one-handed and helped Ryo with his, but left them undone; why waste the time and effort when they’d only be stripping their clothes off as soon as they closed the apartment door behind them? “It’s only half a flight, then we’ll be in our apartment and ready for round two.”
“Round two?” Ryo’s cock twitched at the thought. Yeah, there was definitely going to be a second round, maybe even a third. He pushed himself away from the wall, balancing precariously on legs that didn’t seem to belong to him, then hanging on to Dee with one hand while holding his pants up with the other, he started up the stairs. A shower would feel good, but getting cleaned up could wait until later; there were other more pressing matters to take care of first.
The End