Fanfic: Liar Game -- "Pillow Talk"
Title: Pillow Talk
Fandom: Liar Game
Characters: Akiyama/Nao
Rating: M
Summary: Nao clears something up for Akiyama.
Warnings: Crack. Implied Kink and Porn. Inspiration for this piece, only, well more perverted.
"Shinichi," Nao asks. Her naked body is still curled up beside him.
Akiyama goes through his index of common pillow talk topics, already looking to reassure her once again that she's amazing...especially when she wears that lacy nightie and uses scientifically accurate dirty talk (that he taught her after the initial 'getting to know you...very well' stage wore off). "Yes?"
"I just wanted to clear something up."
"Yes?"
"I'm not really an 'M'"
Wait, what?
"It's not really defense, right. I looked it up earlier, and it said it was when people got you know...enjoyment (her tone implies exactly what kind she means) when they get hurt."
The cat's out of the bag, he guesses. In his defense, when he first explained S & M to Nao, he had no idea that it would ever come back to haunt him.
"So, then I asked Fukunaga about the distinction between S and M. And you know what, you're not really an 'S.'"
No, he's not. Maybe that's good for Nao to know. Clear up any misconceptions she might have about the clothespins and the wooden paddle he keeps in the nightstand drawer.
"She doesn't think Miura is an 'S' either."
Wait, wait. Hold on a second. That 'either' is bothering him.
"You talk to Fukunaga about our sex life?"
"Sometimes. Is that wrong? Just for advice and stuff...she knows a lot of things. It's just girl talk."
How can a someone be so naive be so unintentionally audacious at the same time? Akiyama wonders.
"She's not even a real girl!"
"So she was a guy at one time, doesn't that mean she understands both sides of it? I mean, she's the one who taught me that move with my tongue that you really like. Besides, she's even offered to take me toy shopping one day if I..."
"If you what?" Akiyama's caught in that strange position of being both frightened and intrigued.
"If I gave her some information about...you know..." Nao flutters a hand in the air dismissively, but he can hear the blush in her voice..."Your physical attributes."
Oh. Akiyama takes the pen and paper he keeps by the bed and blindly writes down the first number that comes to mind. "Take that to her, and don't tell her the unit of measurement. Add a decimal point if you like."
"Shinichi..."
"It's more fun if she has to guess."
Nao smiles. "So anyway, Fukunaga will take me to the toy store. I think there's a new panda bear plush coming out that's really cute. Though why she'd need to go there for work..."
"You do realize," he manages to choke out a casual phrase, "that they probably don't sell teddy bears where Fukunaga is going to take you."
"Oh." Does Nao sound disappointed?
Well, then he'll just have to reassure her. "But we'll have fun with whatever you find there." A well-placed hand communicates exactly what he means.
"Is that your hypothesis, Shinichi? Should I work to develop a methodology, possibly involving multiple samples and a control run with no samples at all?"
Yeah, he loves the scientific dirty talk.
"I think," he says, kissing her forehead and pulling her close, "that you might be on to something."
Fandom: Liar Game
Characters: Akiyama/Nao
Rating: M
Summary: Nao clears something up for Akiyama.
Warnings: Crack. Implied Kink and Porn. Inspiration for this piece, only, well more perverted.
"Shinichi," Nao asks. Her naked body is still curled up beside him.
Akiyama goes through his index of common pillow talk topics, already looking to reassure her once again that she's amazing...especially when she wears that lacy nightie and uses scientifically accurate dirty talk (that he taught her after the initial 'getting to know you...very well' stage wore off). "Yes?"
"I just wanted to clear something up."
"Yes?"
"I'm not really an 'M'"
Wait, what?
"It's not really defense, right. I looked it up earlier, and it said it was when people got you know...enjoyment (her tone implies exactly what kind she means) when they get hurt."
The cat's out of the bag, he guesses. In his defense, when he first explained S & M to Nao, he had no idea that it would ever come back to haunt him.
"So, then I asked Fukunaga about the distinction between S and M. And you know what, you're not really an 'S.'"
No, he's not. Maybe that's good for Nao to know. Clear up any misconceptions she might have about the clothespins and the wooden paddle he keeps in the nightstand drawer.
"She doesn't think Miura is an 'S' either."
Wait, wait. Hold on a second. That 'either' is bothering him.
"You talk to Fukunaga about our sex life?"
"Sometimes. Is that wrong? Just for advice and stuff...she knows a lot of things. It's just girl talk."
How can a someone be so naive be so unintentionally audacious at the same time? Akiyama wonders.
"She's not even a real girl!"
"So she was a guy at one time, doesn't that mean she understands both sides of it? I mean, she's the one who taught me that move with my tongue that you really like. Besides, she's even offered to take me toy shopping one day if I..."
"If you what?" Akiyama's caught in that strange position of being both frightened and intrigued.
"If I gave her some information about...you know..." Nao flutters a hand in the air dismissively, but he can hear the blush in her voice..."Your physical attributes."
Oh. Akiyama takes the pen and paper he keeps by the bed and blindly writes down the first number that comes to mind. "Take that to her, and don't tell her the unit of measurement. Add a decimal point if you like."
"Shinichi..."
"It's more fun if she has to guess."
Nao smiles. "So anyway, Fukunaga will take me to the toy store. I think there's a new panda bear plush coming out that's really cute. Though why she'd need to go there for work..."
"You do realize," he manages to choke out a casual phrase, "that they probably don't sell teddy bears where Fukunaga is going to take you."
"Oh." Does Nao sound disappointed?
Well, then he'll just have to reassure her. "But we'll have fun with whatever you find there." A well-placed hand communicates exactly what he means.
"Is that your hypothesis, Shinichi? Should I work to develop a methodology, possibly involving multiple samples and a control run with no samples at all?"
Yeah, he loves the scientific dirty talk.
"I think," he says, kissing her forehead and pulling her close, "that you might be on to something."