[FIC] Bored, Bored, Bored - One-shot
Written for hikaaki's I'll request at fic_on_demand.
Title: Bored, Bored, Bored
Fandom: I'll (Generation Basket)
Pairing: Tachibana/Hiiragi
Rating: R/NC-17
Warning: 700 words of pointless smut. O_o; Badly written, at that.
Summary: "The two boys are hanging out at Hiiragi's apartment on a rainy day being...well, boys. That may include eating, talking, fighting, sex..."
A/N: Tried my hand at writing another disjointed fic. Yeah, I think I'm getting better at writing badly. XD
It was raining.
Well, Akane supposed that it must have been raining for a long time, but he'd been out of it for a while, so he couldn't say for sure. But he was pretty sure that it'd been raining for a while.
Hitonari was padding around his tiny kitchen, his pajama-clad butt the only thing Akane could see from his position half-on half-off the bed in Hitonari's room. He supposed that the dark pants would slide off the other's hips any second now; they were clinging so precariously to those narrow bones. It would probably make good teasing material, if only he had a camera handy.
Then Hitonari was looming over his head, telling him with a scowl that the food was ready, and asking him why the hell was he singing nursery rhymes. With a shrug, Akane grabbed Hitonari's long legs and had him drag them both out to the living room.
The food was good, like always. Akane really didn't know how Hitonari had managed to learn to cook so well. He guessed that it had something to do with the other's living situations. A guy could get hungry with nobody to cook, right? Hitonari scoffed and smacked him, telling him that he really needed to learn to make his own food, wash his own clothes, and he might as well throw in waking himself up if the other two didn't occupy all his time. Akane thought that there was no reason why he had to, since he was satisfied having Hitonari do those for him, but Hitonari apparently didn't like the idea.
Akane wanted to play basketball, but the room was small, and Hitonari would kill him if he broke anymore stuff. But really, he had too much energy, and so did Hitonari, only the other would never admit it. Because then he'd be admitting that he's as human as Akane, see? And really, he really hated doing that.
Akane was really bored though, so he crawled up Hitonari's legs. Those legs were so thin that you wouldn't think that they were suited for running at all. Or kicking. Yeah, he could kick. And then Akane was left with a huge bruise on his shoulder, and he was still very bored.
He pouted at Hitonari, because Hitonari had a weakness for pouts, especially Akane's pouts. Yeah, he melted right away. And Akane crawled up those thin legs again and leaned into Hitonari's lap. He said not to do it on the couch, because the stains would totally be hell to get rid of. But Akane was bored, bored, bored, and he just wanted to do something, now.
And then Akane had his hand inside those pants because - see? - they really were easy to slide off after all. And then Hitonari was biting his tongue, but his eyes were all sexy and staring at Akane. And then Akane thought that if he just licked it, maybe Hitonari would go more googly eye.
And when Akane had Hitonari's cock in his mouth, the blonde moaned; he thought it must have been the sexiest sound ever. So Akane licked harder, and sucked, and hummed with the head against his throat, and Hitonari just melted again.
And when he was done, Akane crawled up the rest of his body, because Hitonari really was hot, yeah. And he ran his hand inside the pajama top and touched Hitonari's chest and he was so fucking turned on.
Akane sucked at Hitonari's lips, letting the milky fluid run into the other's mouth. And then Hitonari was hard again, grabbing at Akane's hips and thrusting hard. And Akane didn't want to fall so he gripped Hitonari's shoulders and pressed his face against that heated white neck. Then it was all just white hot pleasure and Akane's heart was pounding into his throat and he couldn't breathe couldn't see and it was so so so hot-
Akane came, arching in Hitonari's arms. He laid against the blonde, panting until the room focused around him, and he could feel Hitonari's tongue on his skin, licking him, and it really was alright after all. And Akane thought that, yeah, Hitonari so had to wear clingy pajama bottoms again.
Title: Bored, Bored, Bored
Fandom: I'll (Generation Basket)
Pairing: Tachibana/Hiiragi
Rating: R/NC-17
Warning: 700 words of pointless smut. O_o; Badly written, at that.
Summary: "The two boys are hanging out at Hiiragi's apartment on a rainy day being...well, boys. That may include eating, talking, fighting, sex..."
A/N: Tried my hand at writing another disjointed fic. Yeah, I think I'm getting better at writing badly. XD
It was raining.
Well, Akane supposed that it must have been raining for a long time, but he'd been out of it for a while, so he couldn't say for sure. But he was pretty sure that it'd been raining for a while.
Hitonari was padding around his tiny kitchen, his pajama-clad butt the only thing Akane could see from his position half-on half-off the bed in Hitonari's room. He supposed that the dark pants would slide off the other's hips any second now; they were clinging so precariously to those narrow bones. It would probably make good teasing material, if only he had a camera handy.
Then Hitonari was looming over his head, telling him with a scowl that the food was ready, and asking him why the hell was he singing nursery rhymes. With a shrug, Akane grabbed Hitonari's long legs and had him drag them both out to the living room.
The food was good, like always. Akane really didn't know how Hitonari had managed to learn to cook so well. He guessed that it had something to do with the other's living situations. A guy could get hungry with nobody to cook, right? Hitonari scoffed and smacked him, telling him that he really needed to learn to make his own food, wash his own clothes, and he might as well throw in waking himself up if the other two didn't occupy all his time. Akane thought that there was no reason why he had to, since he was satisfied having Hitonari do those for him, but Hitonari apparently didn't like the idea.
Akane wanted to play basketball, but the room was small, and Hitonari would kill him if he broke anymore stuff. But really, he had too much energy, and so did Hitonari, only the other would never admit it. Because then he'd be admitting that he's as human as Akane, see? And really, he really hated doing that.
Akane was really bored though, so he crawled up Hitonari's legs. Those legs were so thin that you wouldn't think that they were suited for running at all. Or kicking. Yeah, he could kick. And then Akane was left with a huge bruise on his shoulder, and he was still very bored.
He pouted at Hitonari, because Hitonari had a weakness for pouts, especially Akane's pouts. Yeah, he melted right away. And Akane crawled up those thin legs again and leaned into Hitonari's lap. He said not to do it on the couch, because the stains would totally be hell to get rid of. But Akane was bored, bored, bored, and he just wanted to do something, now.
And then Akane had his hand inside those pants because - see? - they really were easy to slide off after all. And then Hitonari was biting his tongue, but his eyes were all sexy and staring at Akane. And then Akane thought that if he just licked it, maybe Hitonari would go more googly eye.
And when Akane had Hitonari's cock in his mouth, the blonde moaned; he thought it must have been the sexiest sound ever. So Akane licked harder, and sucked, and hummed with the head against his throat, and Hitonari just melted again.
And when he was done, Akane crawled up the rest of his body, because Hitonari really was hot, yeah. And he ran his hand inside the pajama top and touched Hitonari's chest and he was so fucking turned on.
Akane sucked at Hitonari's lips, letting the milky fluid run into the other's mouth. And then Hitonari was hard again, grabbing at Akane's hips and thrusting hard. And Akane didn't want to fall so he gripped Hitonari's shoulders and pressed his face against that heated white neck. Then it was all just white hot pleasure and Akane's heart was pounding into his throat and he couldn't breathe couldn't see and it was so so so hot-
Akane came, arching in Hitonari's arms. He laid against the blonde, panting until the room focused around him, and he could feel Hitonari's tongue on his skin, licking him, and it really was alright after all. And Akane thought that, yeah, Hitonari so had to wear clingy pajama bottoms again.