Love is a verb
Reposting some ficlets originally for technophile's one-sentence porn meme, but edited so I could stop mangling the English language quite so thoroughly. Also including the Squalo/Xanxus bit I forgot to post there.
Rated NC-17 for sex, natch. Post title from Massive Attack's "Teardrop".
[Eyeshield 21: Agon/Unsui]
The wall at his back isn't even necessary, because he never has learned to say no to his brother - but if there's one thing for Unsui to depend on (damn him if he's grateful) it's that Agon will always back him up to the point of no return, a forearm pinching his windpipe and a hand squeezing his balls - brutal, grinning: a brat too pleased at getting his way.
[Katekyo Hitman Reborn!]
[Tsuna/Yamamoto]
"Oh god," because one hand is undoing the button on his jeans and the other cups him through them, overeager. And then the fingers open the slit in his boxers and, "Oh god, just - just don't laugh!" Tsuna says, because this is Yamamoto.
All motion pauses, and Tsuna can get his eyes to open. And he sees Yamamoto's face intent, lines of focus narrowing in on what he's dedicated himself to.
"Why would I do that, Tsuna?" he asks softly, so serious ... and only begins to smile, big and smug and adventurous, when Tsuna pulls him down on top of him.
[Squalo/Xanxus]
It was a relief that at some point Xanxus had grown up enough to learn to wait, and a big fucking surprise too. Of course, if he didn't wait they'd both be eating hair for a week, and it didn't mean he was any good at it.
Xanxus snarled and paced the room and circled closer, flexing his big empty hands as he glowered between Squalo and the bed. Squalo lounged on the armchair by the window and languidly pinned up the last lengths of his hair, pretending not to watch Xanxus, and he grinned and grinned and grinned.
[Haru/Tsuna]
Haru was terrible at blowjobs - well, terrible about blowjobs, because she was so embarrassing. She'd made a bullet-point list with reasons why it was best to start sexual activity with oral sex to take it slow, and was so relieved when he said fine! okay! that he could have thought he acted like a raging pervert. And it was bad enough she practised all the time (she was getting horribly good at the Sultry Look Over A Lollipop move), but then - when they actually did it-
She always got shy, blushing and determined, and when she got like that she always, always kissed him. She kissed him there.
And then Tsuna would come with embarrassing force, and send Haru shrieking and flapping her hands all over the place until she clapped them over her own pleased grin.
[Yamamoto/Bianchi]
A second ago Bianchi's whole body was shuddering, her lips parted and her eyes almost closed - now she sneered at him with her eyebrows in grim straight lines, looking like she might kill him this minute, and Yamamoto wasn't sure which look was the most to blame for his shaking legs.
"Don't make a sound, Yamamoto Takeshi," she hissed-and as he locked his knees he wondered why Bianchi insisted they hide like a cheating couple, holing up in a closet when people were around. She was a romantic, right? She made a lot of jokes like that around the kid. Yamamoto could definitely treat her romantically. He'd buy her flowers, go on dates, tell her he'd kill for her, ask her to come to matches for luck; just like he knew she'd love to hear, as soon as he could breathe - and then another whisper rammed his thoughts off track.
Lips brushing his ear, as if she were gentle: "Don't make a sound," as the footsteps outside got closer and she went tight around him. He kissed her so he wouldn't laugh his elation, because if this was what she wanted him to do then he could, he would, better than she wanted to believe.
[Gokudera/Tsuna]
The muscles in Gokudera's jaw jumped with the way his teeth clenched and his throat worked visibly with the sounds he swallowed, and it was a surprise.
Tsuna hadn't thought Gokudera would keep up defences even now, even when they were together... He tried to be careful, considerate, but it didn't make much of a difference. Gokudera kept turning an aggravated red at any sound he let slip, body going stiff and awkward, so embarrassed that they'd end up stopping.
But then one day Gokudera pulled him close anyway with that look that meant a desperate last-minute plan, and went even redder as he turned to crouch on elbows and knees; as they curled together the morning after, Tsuna traced the crescents of tooth marks on Gokudera's forearm, a little guilty and mostly stupid-happy as he counted muffled screams.
[Kingdom Hearts: ...Organisation XIV. Or possibly, considering Xion, XV.]
"It seems that the method by which your heart was removed made you quite a different kind of Nobody," Luxord said, studying Davy Jones. His eyes lingered on the ... call it a beard, as even a gentleman of fortune must make some concessions to propriety, no matter how circumstances might fire his imagination. "I do believe a man with your evident valuable talents will be, oh, most welcomed in our Organisation," he said, smiling.
Rated NC-17 for sex, natch. Post title from Massive Attack's "Teardrop".
[Eyeshield 21: Agon/Unsui]
The wall at his back isn't even necessary, because he never has learned to say no to his brother - but if there's one thing for Unsui to depend on (damn him if he's grateful) it's that Agon will always back him up to the point of no return, a forearm pinching his windpipe and a hand squeezing his balls - brutal, grinning: a brat too pleased at getting his way.
[Katekyo Hitman Reborn!]
[Tsuna/Yamamoto]
"Oh god," because one hand is undoing the button on his jeans and the other cups him through them, overeager. And then the fingers open the slit in his boxers and, "Oh god, just - just don't laugh!" Tsuna says, because this is Yamamoto.
All motion pauses, and Tsuna can get his eyes to open. And he sees Yamamoto's face intent, lines of focus narrowing in on what he's dedicated himself to.
"Why would I do that, Tsuna?" he asks softly, so serious ... and only begins to smile, big and smug and adventurous, when Tsuna pulls him down on top of him.
[Squalo/Xanxus]
It was a relief that at some point Xanxus had grown up enough to learn to wait, and a big fucking surprise too. Of course, if he didn't wait they'd both be eating hair for a week, and it didn't mean he was any good at it.
Xanxus snarled and paced the room and circled closer, flexing his big empty hands as he glowered between Squalo and the bed. Squalo lounged on the armchair by the window and languidly pinned up the last lengths of his hair, pretending not to watch Xanxus, and he grinned and grinned and grinned.
[Haru/Tsuna]
Haru was terrible at blowjobs - well, terrible about blowjobs, because she was so embarrassing. She'd made a bullet-point list with reasons why it was best to start sexual activity with oral sex to take it slow, and was so relieved when he said fine! okay! that he could have thought he acted like a raging pervert. And it was bad enough she practised all the time (she was getting horribly good at the Sultry Look Over A Lollipop move), but then - when they actually did it-
She always got shy, blushing and determined, and when she got like that she always, always kissed him. She kissed him there.
And then Tsuna would come with embarrassing force, and send Haru shrieking and flapping her hands all over the place until she clapped them over her own pleased grin.
[Yamamoto/Bianchi]
A second ago Bianchi's whole body was shuddering, her lips parted and her eyes almost closed - now she sneered at him with her eyebrows in grim straight lines, looking like she might kill him this minute, and Yamamoto wasn't sure which look was the most to blame for his shaking legs.
"Don't make a sound, Yamamoto Takeshi," she hissed-and as he locked his knees he wondered why Bianchi insisted they hide like a cheating couple, holing up in a closet when people were around. She was a romantic, right? She made a lot of jokes like that around the kid. Yamamoto could definitely treat her romantically. He'd buy her flowers, go on dates, tell her he'd kill for her, ask her to come to matches for luck; just like he knew she'd love to hear, as soon as he could breathe - and then another whisper rammed his thoughts off track.
Lips brushing his ear, as if she were gentle: "Don't make a sound," as the footsteps outside got closer and she went tight around him. He kissed her so he wouldn't laugh his elation, because if this was what she wanted him to do then he could, he would, better than she wanted to believe.
[Gokudera/Tsuna]
The muscles in Gokudera's jaw jumped with the way his teeth clenched and his throat worked visibly with the sounds he swallowed, and it was a surprise.
Tsuna hadn't thought Gokudera would keep up defences even now, even when they were together... He tried to be careful, considerate, but it didn't make much of a difference. Gokudera kept turning an aggravated red at any sound he let slip, body going stiff and awkward, so embarrassed that they'd end up stopping.
But then one day Gokudera pulled him close anyway with that look that meant a desperate last-minute plan, and went even redder as he turned to crouch on elbows and knees; as they curled together the morning after, Tsuna traced the crescents of tooth marks on Gokudera's forearm, a little guilty and mostly stupid-happy as he counted muffled screams.
[Kingdom Hearts: ...Organisation XIV. Or possibly, considering Xion, XV.]
"It seems that the method by which your heart was removed made you quite a different kind of Nobody," Luxord said, studying Davy Jones. His eyes lingered on the ... call it a beard, as even a gentleman of fortune must make some concessions to propriety, no matter how circumstances might fire his imagination. "I do believe a man with your evident valuable talents will be, oh, most welcomed in our Organisation," he said, smiling.