Prompt 66: Naughty
oO I have done a lot of writing today. I guess I'm preparing myself for NaNo next month. ^____^ Which is good.
This is actually relatively innocent. Just a couple kisses. <3 HakuKai pairing, set a bit into the future of any dimension of DC. XD;
Prompt 66: Naughty
Kaito delicately held the paintbrush between his teeth, his legs wrapped so tight around the harness ropes that he was beginning to lose feeling in his toes. The tiny container of paint almost fumbled from his fingers as he fought to get it open but finally the lid was tucked safely up his sleeve. Shifting in the air, the magician took the paintbrush and dipped it into the paint, ignoring the burn in his stomach from the effort to stay relatively upright.
He reached down toward his blank page and grinned widely before starting to paint.
*****
“I think the James Bond position above my bed was a little much.” Hakuba Saguru claimed, staring at himself in the mirror. “And I am definitely going to find a way to sleep lighter. I can’t believe you did this.” He ran one finger along the edge of his right eye, frowning heavily. Inside, he could admire the craftsmanship, especially considering his lover had been dangling above the bed in a makeshift harness and some sheets while doing it, but right now he had work. “You said it was waterproof?” He groaned in dismay, knowing his bangs were too short to hide the thin black markings around his eyes.
The other young man, seated precariously on the edge of the bathtub, ran his toes up Hakuba’s leg. “Yeap. Waterproof. It takes a special technique to get it off, which you don’t have time to do.” Kaito smiled brightly at his dark glare. “Best hurry off to work, love, or you’ll be late.”
Saguru let out an exasperated growl and leaned down to give Kaito a quick kiss. “I will deal with you as soon as I get home.” He warned, tightening his tie as he turned and left the room. The man was going to PAY.
He had to give Kaito credit, though. As embarrassing as it was to go into his meeting with what amounted to face paint patterned around his eyes, the design was fairly professional. It made him look too delicate for his tastes but it wasn’t anything they could kick him out for.
Just make fun OF him for. He could see it in their eyes as he sat down. They were all trying not to laugh.
Well, he wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of acting different. “All right, what’s first on our agenda today?” he started.
When it was finally over, he couldn’t wait to get out of there. Embarrassed to high heaven, he was relieved that after the first several minutes he could conduct business reasonably without the others staring at him and judging reactions, or even taking bets while they were on their break.
He really, REALLY, didn’t want to know.
Sighing as he stopped in the bathroom before heading back to his office, he was stunned to be yanked into on of the stalls and pushed up against the wall. The only thing that kept him from struggling, too much, was the shock of messy dark hair and the familiar lips on his.
Why did he ambush him in the -bathroom-?
Pulling away after several long minutes, he frowned at Kaito, heavily, and growled. “You completely ruined my reputation today.”
“And I don’t every day?”
The magician had a point.
“Good luck at work, Kuba-chan.” He padded his cheek and slipped out of the stall, rubbing at his nose.
It took Hakuba a moment to regain his composure before stepping out as well, stopping in horror as soon as he caught sight of himself in the mirror.
The paint had smeared. He ran a finger over it, the black paint smudging off with his sweat, which was already drying. He swore and covered his face, mortified. Everyone in this office knew Kaito on sight and the magician hadn’t bother to put on a disguise today.
He hoped the betting pool was good at least.
Here you go. :D Another drabble. I might finish this mood thing yet. XD;;
This is actually relatively innocent. Just a couple kisses. <3 HakuKai pairing, set a bit into the future of any dimension of DC. XD;
Prompt 66: Naughty
Kaito delicately held the paintbrush between his teeth, his legs wrapped so tight around the harness ropes that he was beginning to lose feeling in his toes. The tiny container of paint almost fumbled from his fingers as he fought to get it open but finally the lid was tucked safely up his sleeve. Shifting in the air, the magician took the paintbrush and dipped it into the paint, ignoring the burn in his stomach from the effort to stay relatively upright.
He reached down toward his blank page and grinned widely before starting to paint.
*****
“I think the James Bond position above my bed was a little much.” Hakuba Saguru claimed, staring at himself in the mirror. “And I am definitely going to find a way to sleep lighter. I can’t believe you did this.” He ran one finger along the edge of his right eye, frowning heavily. Inside, he could admire the craftsmanship, especially considering his lover had been dangling above the bed in a makeshift harness and some sheets while doing it, but right now he had work. “You said it was waterproof?” He groaned in dismay, knowing his bangs were too short to hide the thin black markings around his eyes.
The other young man, seated precariously on the edge of the bathtub, ran his toes up Hakuba’s leg. “Yeap. Waterproof. It takes a special technique to get it off, which you don’t have time to do.” Kaito smiled brightly at his dark glare. “Best hurry off to work, love, or you’ll be late.”
Saguru let out an exasperated growl and leaned down to give Kaito a quick kiss. “I will deal with you as soon as I get home.” He warned, tightening his tie as he turned and left the room. The man was going to PAY.
He had to give Kaito credit, though. As embarrassing as it was to go into his meeting with what amounted to face paint patterned around his eyes, the design was fairly professional. It made him look too delicate for his tastes but it wasn’t anything they could kick him out for.
Just make fun OF him for. He could see it in their eyes as he sat down. They were all trying not to laugh.
Well, he wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of acting different. “All right, what’s first on our agenda today?” he started.
When it was finally over, he couldn’t wait to get out of there. Embarrassed to high heaven, he was relieved that after the first several minutes he could conduct business reasonably without the others staring at him and judging reactions, or even taking bets while they were on their break.
He really, REALLY, didn’t want to know.
Sighing as he stopped in the bathroom before heading back to his office, he was stunned to be yanked into on of the stalls and pushed up against the wall. The only thing that kept him from struggling, too much, was the shock of messy dark hair and the familiar lips on his.
Why did he ambush him in the -bathroom-?
Pulling away after several long minutes, he frowned at Kaito, heavily, and growled. “You completely ruined my reputation today.”
“And I don’t every day?”
The magician had a point.
“Good luck at work, Kuba-chan.” He padded his cheek and slipped out of the stall, rubbing at his nose.
It took Hakuba a moment to regain his composure before stepping out as well, stopping in horror as soon as he caught sight of himself in the mirror.
The paint had smeared. He ran a finger over it, the black paint smudging off with his sweat, which was already drying. He swore and covered his face, mortified. Everyone in this office knew Kaito on sight and the magician hadn’t bother to put on a disguise today.
He hoped the betting pool was good at least.
Here you go. :D Another drabble. I might finish this mood thing yet. XD;;