[Fic drabbles] Weiss Kreuz - On the Train - Omake (Aya x Ken, PG-13)
Title: On the Train - Omake
Series: Weiss Kreuz
Author: Krysana
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/s: Aya x Ken
Summary: Ken likes other forms of transport too, not just trains...
Disclaimer: Aya and Ken are owned by Koyasu-sama.
Notes: Shonen-ai. PWP.
These are a series of 4 drabbles that I wrote recently as a result of LJ challenges from moonraven_croft. Somehow they all seemed to come out like a series, so I thought I'd post them as an Omake to 'On the Train'.
The 4th one is a new one! Ne-chan suggested a boat, and well... she seems to inspire evil plotbunnies in me! Hope you like it!
All the drabbles were supposed to be 100 words, but I gave up on that by the end...
They're all AyaKen, and they all involve Ken's umm... liking of different types of transportation. (wink). And Plot? What plot? Never heard of it.
Now, onto Ken's latest fantasties...
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This one was written for moonraven_croft's 'First Line' LJ challenge. The first line of the drabble is taken from the first line of one of her fics.
"I don't think so."
"Why not?" Ken looked up angrily at Aya. "It's not a bad thing. You should experience it for once!"
"I said no, Ken." Aya's voice rose a little.
"But it's good! Would I ask you to do something that I didn't think you would like?"
Aya looked away as he surrendered ungraciously. "Fine then. Here."
He handed the Porsche keys to the now grinning Ken.
"C'mon Aya! You've never lived until you've made out in the backseat of a car!"
Aya wrinkled his nose, but climbed into the car after Ken.
At least, Ken had promised to clean the car tomorrow.
(Word count: 105)
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This one was written for moonraven_croft's 'Kink' LJ challenge. She specified the first line.
"Don't worry; it only seems kinky the first time."
Aya raised one eyebrow, as he looked at Ken in disbelief.
Ken grinned, "C'mon Aya! We've got the plane to ourselves! I've always wanted to join the Mile High club with a handsome pilot..." He batted his eyelashes at the stoic redhead.
Aya appeared unmoved.
Ken changed tactics. "After this, every time you fly somewhere, or hell, even see a plane, you can't help but think about it, and how good it felt... how tight it was..."
Aya ground his teeth together, but he grabbed Ken's wrist and headed for the nearest toilet.
(Word count: 102)
Author's note: Yes, this is the crack that comes out of my head when I saw the boys dressed up in their pilot and steward outfits! And let's just pretend the plane didn't blow up for a while after they killed that guy... Yeah, they had to get it back to a place where they could get off safely before blowing it to smithereens. So there's time for my little scenario to actually occur! (giggle)
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And another one written for moonraven_croft's 'Kink' LJ challenge.
"Don't worry; it only seems kinky the first time."
Aya frowned. "I've heard that line before."
Ken grinned shamelessly. "Really? Who else has been chatting you up, hot stuff?"
Aya gave him a look.
Ken pasted on an innocent look. "Sounds like something Yohji would say."
Aya snorted. "As if I listen to anything Kudou has to say."
Ken nodded. "So, was it that shy salary-man? Y'know, the one that comes in on Fridays at lunchtime and always takes 30 minutes to make up his mind? Whilst you hover solicitously over him, of course. It's always the innocent looking ones, y'know."
"Ken."
"Aa... Could it be Sakura-chan then?" Ken paused, as if in thought. "Somehow, I can't imagine her saying that."
"Baka."
"Hey..." protested Ken.
Aya looked around the garage. The door was locked and the curtains were drawn.
Aya shook his head. Sometimes, Ken got the strangest notions about where he wanted to have sex. First, it was the Porsche. Then there was the plane during the mission, and only 2 weeks ago, on a train.
"Fine then." Aya moved from the spot at which he'd been standing for the last 5 minutes.
"Sweet!" Ken smiled enthusiastically.
"I have one condition." Aya turned his head to watch a rapidly disrobing Ken.
"Anything," said Ken cheerfully, as he tugged his t-shirt over his head. He hadn't been sure that Aya was going to agree to this one, but hey, nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?
"Can you, at least, turn the engine off?"
(Word count: 252)
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And the last one, is because moonraven_croft challenged me to write a boat, and SephLorraine encouraged her!
"It's nice, huh Aya?"
"Aa." But Aya wasn't looking at the beautiful lake view that Ken was.
Aya's gaze was rivetted on one scantily clad brunet, who was standing at the helm of the boat, one hand shading his eyes from the sun, the other resting on his hip.
It was what was under that hand that had Aya's full attention. Ken had to be wearing the smallest swimsuit... ever.
Navy blue in colour, it emphasised the warmth of Ken's lightly tanned skin. The fabric wrapping snuggly around a taut butt and the front view...
Aya took a deep breath. It was inevitable what was going to happen as soon as Ken had first started telling him about the rental boats at Ashinoko Lake in Hakone, and how he'd organised an overnight trip away for them.
As soon as they'd gotten out onto the lake, Ken had decided to strip off. The brunet had claimed it was because it was hot and he intended to soak up all the sun he could, but Aya knew better.
After Ken had removed all his clothes, he'd proceed to apply sunscreen lotion to his body. Aya blinked. Did Ken not realise what that white lotion looked so similar to? And the way Ken was rubbing it over his skin...
Aya forced his legs to move and walked over to stand behind Ken.
"Man, it's quiet out here, ne?" Ken turned his head slightly. He stretched his arms out as he breathed in the salty ocean air. "Seems we've got the lake to ourselves today."
Aya watched the way Ken's muscles moved. Ken had to be doing it deliberately.
"So, what do you wanna do now? Fishing? Swimming? Sunbaking?" Ken addressed the silent man beside him.
"You."
"Ee..." Ken turned to meet Aya's passionate gaze.
"And you said I was kinky!" Ken grinned. "How'd you know I wanted to do it on a boat anyway?"
Aya took his time to look leisurely down a ninety five percent naked Ken, noting that ooh, maybe ninety six percent of Ken was on display now.
"Good guess," was Aya's dry comment before he bent his head to meet Ken's upturned lips.
(Word count: 364)
Series: Weiss Kreuz
Author: Krysana
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/s: Aya x Ken
Summary: Ken likes other forms of transport too, not just trains...
Disclaimer: Aya and Ken are owned by Koyasu-sama.
Notes: Shonen-ai. PWP.
These are a series of 4 drabbles that I wrote recently as a result of LJ challenges from moonraven_croft. Somehow they all seemed to come out like a series, so I thought I'd post them as an Omake to 'On the Train'.
The 4th one is a new one! Ne-chan suggested a boat, and well... she seems to inspire evil plotbunnies in me! Hope you like it!
All the drabbles were supposed to be 100 words, but I gave up on that by the end...
They're all AyaKen, and they all involve Ken's umm... liking of different types of transportation. (wink). And Plot? What plot? Never heard of it.
Now, onto Ken's latest fantasties...
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This one was written for moonraven_croft's 'First Line' LJ challenge. The first line of the drabble is taken from the first line of one of her fics.
"I don't think so."
"Why not?" Ken looked up angrily at Aya. "It's not a bad thing. You should experience it for once!"
"I said no, Ken." Aya's voice rose a little.
"But it's good! Would I ask you to do something that I didn't think you would like?"
Aya looked away as he surrendered ungraciously. "Fine then. Here."
He handed the Porsche keys to the now grinning Ken.
"C'mon Aya! You've never lived until you've made out in the backseat of a car!"
Aya wrinkled his nose, but climbed into the car after Ken.
At least, Ken had promised to clean the car tomorrow.
(Word count: 105)
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This one was written for moonraven_croft's 'Kink' LJ challenge. She specified the first line.
"Don't worry; it only seems kinky the first time."
Aya raised one eyebrow, as he looked at Ken in disbelief.
Ken grinned, "C'mon Aya! We've got the plane to ourselves! I've always wanted to join the Mile High club with a handsome pilot..." He batted his eyelashes at the stoic redhead.
Aya appeared unmoved.
Ken changed tactics. "After this, every time you fly somewhere, or hell, even see a plane, you can't help but think about it, and how good it felt... how tight it was..."
Aya ground his teeth together, but he grabbed Ken's wrist and headed for the nearest toilet.
(Word count: 102)
Author's note: Yes, this is the crack that comes out of my head when I saw the boys dressed up in their pilot and steward outfits! And let's just pretend the plane didn't blow up for a while after they killed that guy... Yeah, they had to get it back to a place where they could get off safely before blowing it to smithereens. So there's time for my little scenario to actually occur! (giggle)
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And another one written for moonraven_croft's 'Kink' LJ challenge.
"Don't worry; it only seems kinky the first time."
Aya frowned. "I've heard that line before."
Ken grinned shamelessly. "Really? Who else has been chatting you up, hot stuff?"
Aya gave him a look.
Ken pasted on an innocent look. "Sounds like something Yohji would say."
Aya snorted. "As if I listen to anything Kudou has to say."
Ken nodded. "So, was it that shy salary-man? Y'know, the one that comes in on Fridays at lunchtime and always takes 30 minutes to make up his mind? Whilst you hover solicitously over him, of course. It's always the innocent looking ones, y'know."
"Ken."
"Aa... Could it be Sakura-chan then?" Ken paused, as if in thought. "Somehow, I can't imagine her saying that."
"Baka."
"Hey..." protested Ken.
Aya looked around the garage. The door was locked and the curtains were drawn.
Aya shook his head. Sometimes, Ken got the strangest notions about where he wanted to have sex. First, it was the Porsche. Then there was the plane during the mission, and only 2 weeks ago, on a train.
"Fine then." Aya moved from the spot at which he'd been standing for the last 5 minutes.
"Sweet!" Ken smiled enthusiastically.
"I have one condition." Aya turned his head to watch a rapidly disrobing Ken.
"Anything," said Ken cheerfully, as he tugged his t-shirt over his head. He hadn't been sure that Aya was going to agree to this one, but hey, nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?
"Can you, at least, turn the engine off?"
(Word count: 252)
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And the last one, is because moonraven_croft challenged me to write a boat, and SephLorraine encouraged her!
"It's nice, huh Aya?"
"Aa." But Aya wasn't looking at the beautiful lake view that Ken was.
Aya's gaze was rivetted on one scantily clad brunet, who was standing at the helm of the boat, one hand shading his eyes from the sun, the other resting on his hip.
It was what was under that hand that had Aya's full attention. Ken had to be wearing the smallest swimsuit... ever.
Navy blue in colour, it emphasised the warmth of Ken's lightly tanned skin. The fabric wrapping snuggly around a taut butt and the front view...
Aya took a deep breath. It was inevitable what was going to happen as soon as Ken had first started telling him about the rental boats at Ashinoko Lake in Hakone, and how he'd organised an overnight trip away for them.
As soon as they'd gotten out onto the lake, Ken had decided to strip off. The brunet had claimed it was because it was hot and he intended to soak up all the sun he could, but Aya knew better.
After Ken had removed all his clothes, he'd proceed to apply sunscreen lotion to his body. Aya blinked. Did Ken not realise what that white lotion looked so similar to? And the way Ken was rubbing it over his skin...
Aya forced his legs to move and walked over to stand behind Ken.
"Man, it's quiet out here, ne?" Ken turned his head slightly. He stretched his arms out as he breathed in the salty ocean air. "Seems we've got the lake to ourselves today."
Aya watched the way Ken's muscles moved. Ken had to be doing it deliberately.
"So, what do you wanna do now? Fishing? Swimming? Sunbaking?" Ken addressed the silent man beside him.
"You."
"Ee..." Ken turned to meet Aya's passionate gaze.
"And you said I was kinky!" Ken grinned. "How'd you know I wanted to do it on a boat anyway?"
Aya took his time to look leisurely down a ninety five percent naked Ken, noting that ooh, maybe ninety six percent of Ken was on display now.
"Good guess," was Aya's dry comment before he bent his head to meet Ken's upturned lips.
(Word count: 364)