The Right Spots
Title: The Right Spots
Author:deecherrywolf
Pairing(s): Egoist
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 281
Warning(s): Oral
Challenge: Tongue
Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica. All copyright goes to Shungiku Nakamura.
“I want to taste you, Hiro-san.”
Those words had sounded so ridiculous to him and had made him feel so embarrassed. But now as he lay sprawled out, Nowaki taking his time, rolling his tongue down his chest... he couldn't help but concentrate on how good it all felt.
Nowaki's tongue ran along an invisible line right above his bellybutton, slowly going down, making his way to his jeans. Hiroki panted, eyebrows furrowing with each second ticking by. The teasing had to stop. It was becoming too much. He was ready to berate Nowaki for taking too long, but he made the small mistake of looking down at Nowaki.
When he looked down to see Nowaki's head above his crotch area, tugging on the zipper with his teeth, he froze. His face flushed and he allowed his head to fall back down on the pillow. So much for telling Nowaki off. His eyes widened when he felt Nowaki's nose brush his lower belly and pull his underwear down with his teeth as well.
And finally...
Hiroki cried out as that tongue met his arousal. The feeling of Nowaki's tongue, rolling along his arousal made his toes curl and his whole body shudder.
He would never admit to Nowaki that he had experienced this many times before(as much as he hated to admit that to himself), but he had to admit... Nowaki knew all the right spots.
(The End)
small Egoist pornish drabble... could have been better, could have been worse! x3
Author:deecherrywolf
Pairing(s): Egoist
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 281
Warning(s): Oral
Challenge: Tongue
Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica. All copyright goes to Shungiku Nakamura.
“I want to taste you, Hiro-san.”
Those words had sounded so ridiculous to him and had made him feel so embarrassed. But now as he lay sprawled out, Nowaki taking his time, rolling his tongue down his chest... he couldn't help but concentrate on how good it all felt.
Nowaki's tongue ran along an invisible line right above his bellybutton, slowly going down, making his way to his jeans. Hiroki panted, eyebrows furrowing with each second ticking by. The teasing had to stop. It was becoming too much. He was ready to berate Nowaki for taking too long, but he made the small mistake of looking down at Nowaki.
When he looked down to see Nowaki's head above his crotch area, tugging on the zipper with his teeth, he froze. His face flushed and he allowed his head to fall back down on the pillow. So much for telling Nowaki off. His eyes widened when he felt Nowaki's nose brush his lower belly and pull his underwear down with his teeth as well.
And finally...
Hiroki cried out as that tongue met his arousal. The feeling of Nowaki's tongue, rolling along his arousal made his toes curl and his whole body shudder.
He would never admit to Nowaki that he had experienced this many times before(as much as he hated to admit that to himself), but he had to admit... Nowaki knew all the right spots.
(The End)
small Egoist pornish drabble... could have been better, could have been worse! x3