Halloween Challenge: Trick or Drabble

[kira_shadow]

We've been a little inactive lately because stuff happened but we're back now with our annual

Halloween: Trick or Drabble Challenge!!

step one: people who want to will set up "houses" by commenting on this Trick or Drabble post with their usernames.You have the option of creating a candy bowl with options of candy that people can select from.

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[mousapelli]

It can’t last forever, though, and soon enough Tamamori is arching against him and spilling over his tongue. He goes limp under Miyata’s hands just after, and Miyata lets Tamamori slip from his mouth and rests his cheek against Tamamori’s hip, just looking him over.

He’s even more a mess than before, hair all over and skin flushed, but Miyata thinks he’s perfect, and that’s before Tamamori opens his eyes, dark with sleep and lust and love.

“Stupid,” Tamamori says when he sees Miyata watching, at least awake enough to pick on Miyata, and that’s a good sign. “Get up here.”

Miyata crawls back up into Tamamori’s arms, pulling the blankets back over them, and doesn’t care a single thing about either of their morning breath when Tamamori kisses him good morning.

“Mmm, warm,” Tamamori praises, and it does feel good, the two of them just being close, under the blankets and hiding from everything for a few minutes longer. Those last handful of minutes always feel best, and that’s one of the reasons Miyata generally only rolls out of bed with five minutes to spare.

He reaches down to palm Miyata’s length as they kiss lazily, his grip perfect and familiar, and Miyata rocks his hips into it just as lazily, drawing it out. Eventually Tamamori breaks the kiss to start whispering in Miyata’s ear all the stuff they’re going to do when they don’t have to crawl out of bed so early and dance all day, how he wants Miyata to fuck him hard enough to feel it for days. That’s all it takes for Miyata to shudder himself out, burying his face against Tamamori’s shoulder and feeling Tamamori’s fingers in his hair as he comes down.

He knows it’s love since Tamamori doesn’t even complain about the mess between them.

“I wish Dream Boys could go on forever,” Miyata sighs, brain-to-mouth filter totally offline.

“Fuck, don’t wish that!” Tamamori pinches at Miyata’s skin, making him squirm.

“Okay, okay, sorry!” Miyata pleads for mercy, and Tamamori relents with a last “Hmph.” “Come shower with me?”

He drags Tamamori out of bed and makes it up to him with hot water and back-washing, keeping the rest of his silly wishes to himself. He doesn’t mind, really.

All the ones that involve Tamamori have already come true, after all.

[bethaviv]

Aww, so so cute <3 Miyata's happy with anything Tama is somehow involved in. Those two.. just... gah x.x Miyacchi alarm clocks are the best xD I'm sure Tama thinks so, too. He probably plays up the whole "I don't want to wake up" bit so he can get some Miyata-time.

Thank you~ such a wonderful story =)