Koyashige stimulus. Let's get those fics written for a better tomorrow.

[haruka21]

In a time when Koyama and Shige are doing their part of gaying each other up like no bodies business there still seems to be a economic slump (I realize that economic slump doesn't exactly work as analogy but you get the idea) in the Koyashige fic department. That is why I like many of the great men/women that run various countries (to be fair I

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[kaisa_of_laurel]

We go to his room and set up for our study session, the need for serious tutoring disappeared long ago. Nyanta gives me a disdainful look before jumping off the bed and rubbing against my legs on his way out of the room. Keii-chan makes himself comfortable on the bed and I at his desk.

We study like this for some time, Keii-chan occasionally calling me over and asking a question when he wasn’t chattering aimlessly. Each time I savor the light brushes of my skin against his as I lean over to point out his mistakes. It seems the longer our study session lasts, the more mistakes he makes. It thrills me, yet worries me at the same time. He’s making mistakes on problems that are easy even for him.

He calls me over for the umpteenth time and before I can comprehend what’s happening, I find myself pulled onto the bed. I gape at Keii-chan, who is hovering above me, and try to ignore the textbook digging into my back. He stares at me briefly in a way that makes me shiver. I know he felt it because he smirks and suddenly he’s kissing me.

I hope it isn’t a dream. It would be too embarrassing to face him again if it is. And it feels too good. He starts kissing a trail from my earlobe down to my collarbone. I let out a loud moan, all previous thoughts of embarrassment forgotten.

The door bangs open. It’s Nishikido. Keii-chan looks over at him, not the least pit perturbed to be caught making out on his bed with another guy, his hands under said guy’s shirt. I, on the other hand, turn bright red and try to hide my face. All Nishikido does is mutter, “Finally,” and proceeds to order us to “make ourselves decent so we can go party.” Keii-chan complies, getting up and putting on a shirt from his closet. I sit up and smooth down my own clothing. As we follow Nishikido out of the door, Keii-chan whispers in my ear, saying we can leave the party early, before winking and grabbing my hand. Our fingers twine together and I consider taking him up on the offer.

[kaisa_of_laurel]

It's unbeta'd so I apologize for any errors...

[haruka21]

Thank your friend for me who needs algebra anyway :p. This was great ♥. I will PM you soon about your picture.

[synthesizia]

Lol I love this!!! Great job, so cute!!