Chapters: Oneshot
Genre: Smut, Humor
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Summary: Going around his own kitchen half hard and being unable to have a single meal without thinking inappropriate thoughts about his own table wasn’t exactly the way Aoi liked to spend his free days. And to think it was all Ruki’s fault.
Word count: 1,745
Disclaimer: I'm in no way ( Read more... )

They were in a meeting, all of them looking appropriately interested, probably thinking about something completely different inside their heads. All with an exception of Reita who kept squirming in his seat, shifting his legs one over the other, mussing the shiny polished desk surface in front of him with the dampness of his palms. Unable to resist ( Read more... )

His chance came in a form of their drummer.  Their mousy, quiet, almost fragile looking drummer. Not exactly a friend but not a total stranger either.

Aoi cornered him the first opportunity he got, after a tiring practice for the upcoming possibly breakthrough, like always, gig for Artia. He was slightly high on adrenaline while Yune was more ( Read more... )