JE ANON FIC MEME!!1!1!11
JE ANON FIC MEME
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2) 1 of the character must be a Johnny. Example: you can request another PochixArashi or KamexSkull but NO to pedo fic
3) Please request whatever you want from gen to any higher rating
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*5) For kids underage, MUST ( Read more... )
Koki is the first to speak. Or, more precisely, yell. "Shut up!"
"Make me," Nakamaru retorts, venom in his voice.
This is not good, not at all, and Junno wrings his hands for a second before finally asking them what's wrong. "Guys!" he shouts over their bickering. "What's gotten into you? This is really upsetting, you know, seeing you two mad at each other all the time."
"I like you, stupid!" Koki mutters, and Nakamaru makes an indignant noise.
"I like you too, Junno. Are you daft?"
Oh. That explains things. Junno doesn't see why they have to bicker with each other; he likes them both. He clears his throat and claps a hand over each of their mouths; Junno makes sure they're both paying attention when he makes his announcement.
"What if I said that I like both of you too? 'Cause I do, and I know that deep down inside you still like each other, maybe not quite the way we seem to be talking about it, but still. It kind of makes me sad to see you two not getting along."
If a pin dropped, Junno bets he could hear it. But that still has to do with the fact that he's shushing Koki and Nakamaru. He looks at each of them, and continues. "Why should I have to pick? Quite frankly, I wouldn't mind having both of you."
Koki bites his palm, and when Junno yelps, he leans across his lap to peer at Nakamaru. They seem to be having some sort of wordless communication. Suddenly, Nakamaru breaks out of his grasp, and Junno can only watch as he and Koki lean toward each other, squishing him in the process, and kiss. It's probably the angriest kiss Junno's ever witnessed, and he's doubly surprised when they break apart and turn to him.
Nakamaru and Koki glance at each other again, and then Junno's nearly smothered when Koki grabs his face and presses their lips together. Koki's tongue flicks against his lips, and is gone quicksilver fast as he makes his way down the side of Junno's neck. He could get used to this, definitely; it's even better when Nakamaru swoops in to take Koki's place.
Junno's a little overwhelmed, but this is probably his best idea ever, so he just relaxes into their clutches. At that moment, two hands grab him through his jeans. Junno chokes a bit, and pulls away from Nakamaru, gasping. "Perhaps we should move this somewhere a little roomier," he mumbles, and Koki is the one who hauls him up from the couch and practically drags him to his bedroom. Nakamaru surprises him even more when he smacks him on the ass to get him to move faster.
That does make him walk a bit faster, and Junno still can't quite believe that both Koki and Nakamaru are violently disrobing him. "Somebody pinch me," he says a little disbelievingly, and when both of them deliver, it hurts. Not a dream at all. He's such a genius.
Faster than he can comprehend, Junno is standing in the middle of his room, naked. Koki and Nakamaru are just as naked, and they've come to a standstill. Nakamaru is the first to speak.
"So... how are we going to do this?"
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Junno hadn't really thought that far ahead. "Rock, paper, scissors?" he offers up, a little lamely.
Koki rolls his eyes and has a quick whispered conference with Nakamaru; they nod decisively and eye him up.
"Where's your stuff, Junno?" Koki looks a little stern as he asks, and Junno points meekly to his nightstand. "Good," Koki says, and rummages through the drawer.
Koki cackles a little when he finds the lube and condoms Junno keeps stashed, just in case, and tosses one of the condoms to Nakamaru. He stalks to Junno and unwraps the other one, sort of businesslike as he rolls it onto him. Then Koki steps to Nakamaru and squeezes lube into the palm of his hand.
Junno watches, a little dumbfounded still, as Koki flops onto his bed. Koki wastes no time in preparing himself, smirking at Junno as he slides his slick fingers in and out of himself. It's very nice to watch, but he doesn't do that for very long before Nakamaru marches him to his bed and urges him to kneel between Koki's spread legs. Koki grins up at him and slicks Junno's fingers; his voice is promising when he speaks.
"You should help me, Junno," Koki practically purrs. He's got no problem with that, and he gasps at how tight Koki is around their fingers. That doesn't last long before Koki is batting his hand away and grabs ahold of his cock. Koki hooks his ankles around Junno's waist, surprising him with his flexibility, and groans when Junno slides in.
Somehow, Junno had forgotten that Nakamaru was in the room too, and he jolts when those long fingers trace down his crease. Koki grunts, and Nakamaru chuckles a bit, and Junno suddenly understands how this is going to work.
It kind of feels strange, but Nakamaru is gentle as he spreads Junno open. Koki pulls him down for a kiss, distracting him long enough for Nakamaru to finish stretching. His breath tickles the back of his neck when he leans forward to whisper in Junno's ear.
"Are you ready?"
Junno can't nod quickly enough, since it seems his tongue has gotten stuck to the roof of his mouth. He gasps when Nakamaru enters him, slow and gentle; Koki threads his fingers into Junno's sweat-dampened hair and sort of pets him. It really makes him feel spoiled, and he pushes back against Nakamaru to let him know that he's ready.
Nakamaru is gentle for those first few thrusts, but soon enough he's speeding up and setting the pace for him and Koki. Junno simply takes it, a little overwhelmed, and allows Nakamaru and Koki to guide him. He gasps as Nakamaru hits something that makes everything feel even better.
Under him, Koki is rolling his hips to meet his thrusts, and digging his nails into his back. It hurts, but in a good way. "Junno," Koki gasps, "touch me, please."
He asks nicely, so Junno unclenches the fistful of sheets he hadn't realized he was holding, and works his hand between them. Koki cries out shortly after Junno begins to stroke him, spilling hot over his hand and shuddering around Junno.
Koki's orgasm shocks Junno, and sets him off too. He can't keep his eyes open, and it feels so weird for Nakamaru to keep fucking him through it. It's one of the best sensations he's ever felt, made even better when Nakamaru stills and pulses inside him, but not before biting down on his shoulder. Junno never would have pegged Nakamaru as a biter, and his breath hitches for a moment.
Then they come back to themselves; it's a little awkward being part of a tangle of limbs, but Nakamaru plants a hand on Junno's back to hold him still as he pulls out. Once Nakamaru is safely next to them on the bed, Junno slips out of Koki and gently lowers his legs. He'd like best to flop down on Koki, but he reconsiders and wiggles into the space between him and Nakamaru.
The three of them lay panting, staring at nothing more than the ceiling when Junno speaks.
"I say we do that again, but in the shower."
Koki and Nakamaru groan weakly, but they nod. "Let us recover a little," Koki laughs before flopping across Junno's chest.
Yes, Junno is most certainly a genius diplomat.
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