Hikaru No Go: The Way To Enlightenment, NC-17
Summary: If a man can control himself, says the Buddha, he can find the way to enlightenment.
Notes: Third story written for the Olympic kink-meme on springkink, prompt of "Akira/Hikaru, loss of control (emotional, physical, situational, erotic, etc)."
THE WAY TO ENLIGHTENMENT
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On the goban, Touya Akira is in control. He knows when to strike into his opponent's territory; he knows when to shore up his own defenses; he knows how to watch his opponent and never flinch as they study the board, searching for a way out.
In private, he is also in control. Mostly. Sometimes. When Shindou Hikaru isn't there, hammering at Akira's control with brilliant placement and loud shouting and the determined grasp of his hand on Akira's sleeve, We're not done yet!
He wants to think Shindou's the one who lost control. It's Shindou who offered this, Shindou who said not here with his lips swollen from kissing Akira, Shindou who dragged him along without any care for who might be watching. It's Shindou who is down on his knees licking tentatively at Akira's erection, Shindou who could barely wait until the door to this small apartment closed behind them before he dropped to his knees.
But it was Akira who's been hard ever since the push and pull of the game between them, Akira who stole the first kiss, Akira who is moaning as Shindou takes him in his mouth, Akira's fists knotting so he won't reach out, won't give in.
Except that he does. He comes in Shindou's mouth without even being able to warn him, and nearly collapses against the door, leaning against it heavily so his knees won't give out. And Shindou sits back on his heels as if he were in front of a go board again, and licks his lips, and smiles up at Akira.
Akira swallows, trying to find his voice, something that isn't incoherent moans. Something calm. Something controlled. Except Shindou says huskily, "Touya?" and palms himself through his jeans.
Akira forgets words again, and slides to his knees next to Shindou to kiss him and undo his jeans. Shindou's won. He will forget control until tomorrow morning.
-end-
Notes: Third story written for the Olympic kink-meme on springkink, prompt of "Akira/Hikaru, loss of control (emotional, physical, situational, erotic, etc)."
THE WAY TO ENLIGHTENMENT
*
On the goban, Touya Akira is in control. He knows when to strike into his opponent's territory; he knows when to shore up his own defenses; he knows how to watch his opponent and never flinch as they study the board, searching for a way out.
In private, he is also in control. Mostly. Sometimes. When Shindou Hikaru isn't there, hammering at Akira's control with brilliant placement and loud shouting and the determined grasp of his hand on Akira's sleeve, We're not done yet!
He wants to think Shindou's the one who lost control. It's Shindou who offered this, Shindou who said not here with his lips swollen from kissing Akira, Shindou who dragged him along without any care for who might be watching. It's Shindou who is down on his knees licking tentatively at Akira's erection, Shindou who could barely wait until the door to this small apartment closed behind them before he dropped to his knees.
But it was Akira who's been hard ever since the push and pull of the game between them, Akira who stole the first kiss, Akira who is moaning as Shindou takes him in his mouth, Akira's fists knotting so he won't reach out, won't give in.
Except that he does. He comes in Shindou's mouth without even being able to warn him, and nearly collapses against the door, leaning against it heavily so his knees won't give out. And Shindou sits back on his heels as if he were in front of a go board again, and licks his lips, and smiles up at Akira.
Akira swallows, trying to find his voice, something that isn't incoherent moans. Something calm. Something controlled. Except Shindou says huskily, "Touya?" and palms himself through his jeans.
Akira forgets words again, and slides to his knees next to Shindou to kiss him and undo his jeans. Shindou's won. He will forget control until tomorrow morning.
-end-