No Peak, No Point, No Meaning 2/2
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April 19 2010, 05:05:23 UTC
Walker flinched and braced for whatever was coming next. He had occasionally wondered how Erika would react to his secret before. The best case scenario would be that she'd berate him for being such a hypocrite. He'd always made fun of Erika for her yaoi fangirlism. What would she think of him if she knew the truth?
He didn't even want to think about the worst case scenario. It probably involved soldering irons and a camera.
Luckily for him, no soldering irons were involved in Erika's reaction. Instead, she gave him a frown and a pout. “Yumacchi, I'm so disappointed in you!”
Walker lowered his head in shame, “I know. I'm such a hypocrite, aren't I, Karisawa-san?”
Erika blinked. “Huh? That's not it. I'm mad that you didn't come straight to me when you wanted to get into this!”
“...What?”
“Yeah! I mean, I could have showed you the ropes and everything! Here you are, wandering blindly into the world of boys love, unable to tell crap from gold, when you had a yaoi expert right here! It's such a waste!” She wasn't frowning anymore, but grinning ear-to-ear,
Walker sat with his mouth agape, not sure what to say. Erika walked past him and pulled out some books from the middle of her yaoi shelf.
“Here, these are some great starting points,” she chirped, pushing some FAKE and Haru Wo Daiteta tankobon's into his hands. “You read those while I go out and get a few things.”
“A few things like what? Didn't you just go shopping?”
“Like a strap-on! Now that Yumacchi's going to be open about liking yaoi, we can do so much more fun things in the bedroom,” Erika practically leaped at the the thought.
“Um...”
“Oh don't worry! You can be the seme most of the time, if you want. Still, you should totally get comfortable with pegging if we want to do this right. And besides, you might like being the uke. I'll be right back, okay Yumachi?”
“Okay...”
“Great! See you in a bit!” the door shut loudly behind her, leaving Walker alone to collect his thoughts.
All things considered, that went better than he had expected.
Besides, in several hours, Walker would learn that he actually kind of did like being the uke.
He didn't even want to think about the worst case scenario. It probably involved soldering irons and a camera.
Luckily for him, no soldering irons were involved in Erika's reaction. Instead, she gave him a frown and a pout. “Yumacchi, I'm so disappointed in you!”
Walker lowered his head in shame, “I know. I'm such a hypocrite, aren't I, Karisawa-san?”
Erika blinked. “Huh? That's not it. I'm mad that you didn't come straight to me when you wanted to get into this!”
“...What?”
“Yeah! I mean, I could have showed you the ropes and everything! Here you are, wandering blindly into the world of boys love, unable to tell crap from gold, when you had a yaoi expert right here! It's such a waste!” She wasn't frowning anymore, but grinning ear-to-ear,
Walker sat with his mouth agape, not sure what to say. Erika walked past him and pulled out some books from the middle of her yaoi shelf.
“Here, these are some great starting points,” she chirped, pushing some FAKE and Haru Wo Daiteta tankobon's into his hands. “You read those while I go out and get a few things.”
“A few things like what? Didn't you just go shopping?”
“Like a strap-on! Now that Yumacchi's going to be open about liking yaoi, we can do so much more fun things in the bedroom,” Erika practically leaped at the the thought.
“Um...”
“Oh don't worry! You can be the seme most of the time, if you want. Still, you should totally get comfortable with pegging if we want to do this right. And besides, you might like being the uke. I'll be right back, okay Yumachi?”
“Okay...”
“Great! See you in a bit!” the door shut loudly behind her, leaving Walker alone to collect his thoughts.
All things considered, that went better than he had expected.
Besides, in several hours, Walker would learn that he actually kind of did like being the uke.
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