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RETURN OF THE BUNNY MEME
Because it's still the year of the rabbit, and rabbits go at it almost year-round! ;D ;D ;D
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Because it's still the year of the rabbit, and rabbits go at it almost year-round! ;D ;D ;D
This is an anon fic meme, so all you need to do is fill out the following:
Who I want:
How I want it:
To porn or not to porn:Done with your fundraising fics and need something else to write? There are only a couple of rules ( Read more... )
“One, two, hop, twist,” he moved along his counting, noticing that Tegoshi was just feebly marking the rhythm, not dancing properly. He felt a bit frustrated. “Is it okay now?”
“Sorry, I think I had been doing it wrong all this time,” Shige suddenly jumped up with his hand raised, as if he was following some kind of cue. Massu tilted his head to the side questioningly. In his opinion, Shige has done it just fine a while before...
“Wait, do it along the actual song,” Koyama suddenly jumped up and ran to get the right part of the song set up. Massu was suddenly aware that all his bandmates were around him by then, as if daring him to do it, and he felt intimidated. Focus, he told himself as the song started.
Again, he could really trust his body to take care of it. Two steps, hop, twist, wave, shake, shake, hop, step, slow twirl. Only when he finished the twirl was that he noticed he had been making faces again. Oh no... his cheeks grew warm out of embarrassment. And the five were staring at him... he scratched his forearm.
“So, um-this,” he tried, but the eyes wouldn’t turn away. He let out a shy chuckle, but no one chuckled back - actually, Yamapi had a light grin on, and Ryo could perhaps be smiling, but that looked much more like a smirk. “Why are you all-”
“You’re sweating,” Ryo stepped towards Massu, still smirking, a towel in hands. Massu made a weak attempt at getting the towel, but instead Ryo himself pressed it against Massu’s left cheek, face too close to be comfortable. “You do get wet fast, huh.”
Massu’s face bloomed in red, and it only became worse when he heard someone breathe in sharply. He knew something weird was happening, he’d be obtuse if he didn’t know by then, and he wasn’t sure of what to do next. Ryo was dragging the towel slowly down the left side of his face, then on the neck, until stopping on the chest - when it looked like Ryo was done with his little act, he leaned forward and licked the sweat off Massu’s right cheek.
Upon that, Yamapi also stepped towards Massu, or so could the latter tell for the movement he faintly detected. In fact, he was completely frozen, his face boiling. It felt like all the blood in his body had rushed up to his brain, making him dizzy. He barely felt it when a second hand - Yamapi’s, judging by the shape of the fingers - softly caressed his chest, but almost jolted a meter in the air when he felt Yamapi’s fingers lightly rubbing against his nipples. He began feeling boiling hot in other parts of his body as well as his face, and decided he should do something about all that.
“L-look,” his voice came out weak and a bit squeaky, but he firmly stepped away from those abusing hands - five centimeters away, yes, but away. “This-this is not-”
“We just want you to show us some moves,” Tegoshi’s arms wrapped Massu’s waist hungrily, like a Venus flytrap’s leaves closing around a particularly juicy prey. “Taka,” he breathed the word against Massu’s ear, making the older man shiver. “Since you’re so good at it.”
“Relax,” now Koyama was approaching his left side, hands gingerly over his hipbones, one of them slowly making its way towards Massu’s buttocks. It was hard to relax, feeling all those hands on him, palms burning against his skin, and oh-Ryo’s mouth was back, tasting his skin more openly now. Tegoshi started nibbling at Massu’s earlobe lightly, teasing, feeling Massu’s abs with his wandering hands; Yamapi leaned over Massu’s shoulder, teasing both his nipples simultaneously, and whispered something that sounded so dirty and wrong and terribly hot that Massu gasped loudly, slowly giving in.
As Koyama began to softly massage his butt and Shige, at the same time, to tease the inner area of his thighs, Massu bit down a moan - the first of many - he couldn’t help but be amazed at how the five of them were perfectly in sync, following the beat of his racing heart.
the end.
someone else please do this prompt properly, I've wounded its honor :(
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Massu was so oblivious~
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Thanks for writing!
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This... was kind of awesome. XD Thanks!
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