Prov.38, 'Tis the season...
Title: Mistletoe mishap
Author/Artist: kira
Rating: older teen (16 & older)
AU/CU (for fics): AU,
Word Count (for fics): 250
Warnings/Spoilers/Work Safe?: Yaoi overtones, use discretion
Author’s note: Special thanks to my beta, Jen, and Sensei for the idea… You guys rock!
Bankotsu carefully tucked the sprig of mistletoe in his belt buckle. Catching sight of himself in the bedroom mirror, he chuckled softly at the bulge that neatly accentuated the holiday greenery. Smirking as he adjusted himself more comfortably in his pants, he left their bedroom and headed for the living room.
“Sweetness…” he purred as he stood in the archway connecting the living room to hall. “Mistletoe…”
Jakotsu turned around, the puzzled look on his face melting into a lustful smile. “Ban honey,” he giggled as he hurried over to his life-partner. Gathering the younger man into his arms, he was about to kiss him when Bankotsu held him away. “Hunh? I thought you wanted me to kiss you?”
“Yes and no…” He wiggled his hips.
“Oh…” Jakotsu purred. Sinking to his knees, and giving his life-partner a sultry look, he tried moving the mistletoe out of the way. “Uh, Ban honey...?”
“What?”
“It’s stuck.”
“No way!’
“Way, my lil dumpling.” Jakotsu tugged on the younger man’s fly. “I think some greenery is caught in the zipper.”
“Shit!”
The cross-dresser giggled as he continued his vain attempt at getting the mistletoe out the way and Bankotsu’s fly open. He struggled, pinching and prodding, which had the odd effect of increasing the size of life-partner’s bulge.
Bankotsu squirmed, trying to ease the uncomfortable tightness.
“Stop squiggling!” The cross-dresser demanded. “Damn it!”
“What?!”
“I broke a nail.”
“Oh…”
“I got it, Ban honey!” Jakotsu cried, unzipping Bankotsu’s pants. He triumphantly kissed him…
Author/Artist: kira
Rating: older teen (16 & older)
AU/CU (for fics): AU,
Word Count (for fics): 250
Warnings/Spoilers/Work Safe?: Yaoi overtones, use discretion
Author’s note: Special thanks to my beta, Jen, and Sensei for the idea… You guys rock!
Bankotsu carefully tucked the sprig of mistletoe in his belt buckle. Catching sight of himself in the bedroom mirror, he chuckled softly at the bulge that neatly accentuated the holiday greenery. Smirking as he adjusted himself more comfortably in his pants, he left their bedroom and headed for the living room.
“Sweetness…” he purred as he stood in the archway connecting the living room to hall. “Mistletoe…”
Jakotsu turned around, the puzzled look on his face melting into a lustful smile. “Ban honey,” he giggled as he hurried over to his life-partner. Gathering the younger man into his arms, he was about to kiss him when Bankotsu held him away. “Hunh? I thought you wanted me to kiss you?”
“Yes and no…” He wiggled his hips.
“Oh…” Jakotsu purred. Sinking to his knees, and giving his life-partner a sultry look, he tried moving the mistletoe out of the way. “Uh, Ban honey...?”
“What?”
“It’s stuck.”
“No way!’
“Way, my lil dumpling.” Jakotsu tugged on the younger man’s fly. “I think some greenery is caught in the zipper.”
“Shit!”
The cross-dresser giggled as he continued his vain attempt at getting the mistletoe out the way and Bankotsu’s fly open. He struggled, pinching and prodding, which had the odd effect of increasing the size of life-partner’s bulge.
Bankotsu squirmed, trying to ease the uncomfortable tightness.
“Stop squiggling!” The cross-dresser demanded. “Damn it!”
“What?!”
“I broke a nail.”
“Oh…”
“I got it, Ban honey!” Jakotsu cried, unzipping Bankotsu’s pants. He triumphantly kissed him…