[PoT] Fulfilled (NC-17)
Title: Fulfilled
Author: Kimmie (tasukichiriko@hotmail.com) and RikuNghts (rmlavoie3@comcast.net)
Pairing: Oshitari/Gakuto
Category: yaoi, PWP
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: None.
Notes: After making me write several OshiGaku drabbles, when rikunghts wanted me to then write OshiGaku SMUT, I made her write it with me. Well, she was bored! This is, of course, the outcome. I rather like it, and I'm not even an OshiGaku fan (although damn all of you people who are pushing me that way). Thanks! Enjoy.
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Gakuto's bottom lip trembled and his breath came out in half-moaned pants as Oshitari kissed and nipped and licked a meandering line from his navel to the tip of his chin. When Oshitari's lips reached his own, his entire body let loose with little convulsions, the kind of thing that made him grasp the other boy's shoulders and make quick work of wrapping a single leg around him. "Oh!" he moaned as Oshitari plied him with more kisses, placing them soft and gentle across his eyelids and firm and wanting across his brow, making them hard and desperate against his lips and flutter fast to the tip of his nose.
Oshitari's hands found Gakuto's hips, holding on to them, fingers caressing his visible hipbones. Beneath him, Gakuto moaned a little more, back twisting, forcing his hips closer. He loved the way his partner's hands felt on his body. Loved the way they felt when holding him, no matter how or where they were. And Oshitari loved the feel of his slender hips, hips that gave him a much more effeminate look than the others on the team. With a slight growl, he gave him an open-mouthed, wet kiss, his tongue pressing and sliding against Gakuto's.
His own hands coming up to tangle in Oshitari's hair, Gakuto whispered his name, only to have Oshitari swallow it whole as he kissed Gakuto with fervor. Oshitari let his hands drift to Gakuto's thighs, parting them deftly and lifting the other boy's legs up to his shoulders. Blushing hotly, Gakuto let go of Oshitari's hair to grasp his own legs, holding them up for Oshitari to do as he would. He murmurred unintelligible phrases of want and need as Oshitari's warm fingers circle his entrance, pressing in gently to gain a measure of access. He threw his head back against the pillow and saw the headboard briefly between flashes of his fluttering eyelashes. Oshitari pressed into him more insistently.
Feeling his body on fire, Gakuto's hands dropped to his side, fingers twisting into the fine sheets of Oshitari's bed. He whispered his name, drawing out the vowels, just the way Yuushi liked it. And he did. Oshitari loved hearing his name, and only his name from the red head's lips. It was like he could control his every move. Fingers twisting deeper, he leaned down to kiss his exposed throat, flicking his tongue against the quick rise and fall of flesh.
Every breath catching in the back of his throat, Gakuto turned his head to the side and spread his legs further, moaning softly. "L-lube, Yuushi. No~w."
Oshitari kissed Gakuto again, softly, and pulled away to grab a small tube off of the bedside table. He flipped the cap and pulled his finger from Gakuto. He squeezed a dollop of lubricant right onto Gakuto's soft pink hole and his fingers were again drawn toward it; two sliding in side by side, drawing a shaky gasp from Gakuto. Oshitari kissed his thigh and began suckling the skin there, down where his shorts would just cover, just where he knew Gakuto liked it.
When Oshitari whispered up at him, "Gakuto, you look heavenly," Gakuto lost his composure. His hands went to grab at Oshitari's hair, pulling him up on top of himself. "Oh god, Yuushi. Put it in. I'm ready. Now. Now!"
"A little needy, tonight, aren't you?" Oshitari smirked, tilting his head to the side in amusement. "I think maybe I should make you wait a little longer, na, Gakuto?"
"So help me, Yuushi, if you don't fucking do it right now," Gakuto snapped, his voice losing itself instantly as fingers slid too quickly from his body, replaced by something much thicker. "Yuuuushiii
Author: Kimmie (tasukichiriko@hotmail.com) and RikuNghts (rmlavoie3@comcast.net)
Pairing: Oshitari/Gakuto
Category: yaoi, PWP
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: None.
Notes: After making me write several OshiGaku drabbles, when rikunghts wanted me to then write OshiGaku SMUT, I made her write it with me. Well, she was bored! This is, of course, the outcome. I rather like it, and I'm not even an OshiGaku fan (although damn all of you people who are pushing me that way). Thanks! Enjoy.
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Gakuto's bottom lip trembled and his breath came out in half-moaned pants as Oshitari kissed and nipped and licked a meandering line from his navel to the tip of his chin. When Oshitari's lips reached his own, his entire body let loose with little convulsions, the kind of thing that made him grasp the other boy's shoulders and make quick work of wrapping a single leg around him. "Oh!" he moaned as Oshitari plied him with more kisses, placing them soft and gentle across his eyelids and firm and wanting across his brow, making them hard and desperate against his lips and flutter fast to the tip of his nose.
Oshitari's hands found Gakuto's hips, holding on to them, fingers caressing his visible hipbones. Beneath him, Gakuto moaned a little more, back twisting, forcing his hips closer. He loved the way his partner's hands felt on his body. Loved the way they felt when holding him, no matter how or where they were. And Oshitari loved the feel of his slender hips, hips that gave him a much more effeminate look than the others on the team. With a slight growl, he gave him an open-mouthed, wet kiss, his tongue pressing and sliding against Gakuto's.
His own hands coming up to tangle in Oshitari's hair, Gakuto whispered his name, only to have Oshitari swallow it whole as he kissed Gakuto with fervor. Oshitari let his hands drift to Gakuto's thighs, parting them deftly and lifting the other boy's legs up to his shoulders. Blushing hotly, Gakuto let go of Oshitari's hair to grasp his own legs, holding them up for Oshitari to do as he would. He murmurred unintelligible phrases of want and need as Oshitari's warm fingers circle his entrance, pressing in gently to gain a measure of access. He threw his head back against the pillow and saw the headboard briefly between flashes of his fluttering eyelashes. Oshitari pressed into him more insistently.
Feeling his body on fire, Gakuto's hands dropped to his side, fingers twisting into the fine sheets of Oshitari's bed. He whispered his name, drawing out the vowels, just the way Yuushi liked it. And he did. Oshitari loved hearing his name, and only his name from the red head's lips. It was like he could control his every move. Fingers twisting deeper, he leaned down to kiss his exposed throat, flicking his tongue against the quick rise and fall of flesh.
Every breath catching in the back of his throat, Gakuto turned his head to the side and spread his legs further, moaning softly. "L-lube, Yuushi. No~w."
Oshitari kissed Gakuto again, softly, and pulled away to grab a small tube off of the bedside table. He flipped the cap and pulled his finger from Gakuto. He squeezed a dollop of lubricant right onto Gakuto's soft pink hole and his fingers were again drawn toward it; two sliding in side by side, drawing a shaky gasp from Gakuto. Oshitari kissed his thigh and began suckling the skin there, down where his shorts would just cover, just where he knew Gakuto liked it.
When Oshitari whispered up at him, "Gakuto, you look heavenly," Gakuto lost his composure. His hands went to grab at Oshitari's hair, pulling him up on top of himself. "Oh god, Yuushi. Put it in. I'm ready. Now. Now!"
"A little needy, tonight, aren't you?" Oshitari smirked, tilting his head to the side in amusement. "I think maybe I should make you wait a little longer, na, Gakuto?"
"So help me, Yuushi, if you don't fucking do it right now," Gakuto snapped, his voice losing itself instantly as fingers slid too quickly from his body, replaced by something much thicker. "Yuuuushiii