The Oofuri (Kink) Meme!!!

[manganra]

Welcome to the (Anonymous) Oofuri (Kink) Meme! Dedicated to the manga/anime Ookiku Furikabutte!

I created this meme because, although I love the G and PG rated doujinshi and fanfiction, this fandom really needs some more love (and smut).

So! Here are the rules!
1) Be Anonymous! Or not! Your choice completely!
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One futon fumble for ya.

[anonymous]

Facing the wall, Abe had just about had enough, not only was he tired from the long coach journey, the house cleaning and the training they had to partake in but now he had to endure Mihashi's restless and nervous fidgeting. Countless times had Abe almost fallen into a peacefull sleep only to be pulled out again by the body that lay next to him.

'Why the hell didn't Sensei organise enough futons for this trip' thought Abe to himself. It was only the first night and Abe didn't think he would be able to take a whole week of this.

Abe turned over in the futon to look at the clock and saw that it almost 2am. Letting out an exasperated sigh, he saw the form that lay close with his back to him twitch in response to the blow of air against his neck.

Intrigued Abe puffed again close Mihashi, watching the strands of hair flutter, sending a visable shiver down Misashi's back. A thought came to Abe's head, a mischevious one that would solve the problem of being him disturbed whilst trying to sleep.

He almost thought against it when he recalled what Sensei had said earlier in the day. 'The battery is one in body and spirit... Take care of your pitcher'. A slight smile came to Abe's face, 'Well if Sensei says so'. Leaning closer to Mihashi's back, Abe let out a firmer breath causing Mihashi to gasp out.

"Mihashi, you still can't sleep?" Mihashi turned his head back slightly towards Abe. Soft but sternly Abe said "Because of you I haven't been able to fall asleep." With this Mihashi turned his head forward again to hide his face.

"Go..gomen. I, I'm tired b.. but.." Mihashi trailed off.

"You're feeling too nervous aren't you? In that case let me help you" Abe whispered. Mihashi froze as he felt a hand reach from behind under the futon. The hand slipped up his pajama top and softly lay against his stomach. Mihashi clenched his eyes shut, unsure of what was happening.

Abe caressed slowly up the line of Mihashi's torso till he reached the very faint dip of his pectoral muscles. His fingers then fanned out in search of the nipple which when found, rubbed slowly and languorously. Abe then captured the hardening nipple between his finger and thumb, gently pulling again and again till finally giving a faint squeeze to it.

Abe observed Mihashi's reaction. Mihashi eyelids tightened, his breathing low and ragged as his body trembled. Unable to think, too confused at the sensations he was feeling, his mind remained blank. To Mihashi his heart seemed to have drowned out all noises in the room, blood thumping wildly across his body heating his face, chest and then progressing to blaze at his groin.

Mihashi's mind was lost until the ministrations at his chest ceased suddenly. His eyes flew open and he startled at what he felt next. The hand was now edging smoothly under the band of his pajama bottoms and boxers.

"Ss...ss..STOP!!!" Abe halted, quietly listening for sounds that anyone else in the room had been disturbed. After a short pause Abe whispered into Mihashi's ear.

"Relax Mihashi. Keep your voice down, we don't want anyone else to find you like this do we?" said Abe while lightly palming Mihashi's cloth covered cock to full hardness. Mihashi shook as he looked around the room. He could easily see in the dim moonlight the other bodies in the room. In particular Tajima's whose face directly in front of his. Mihashi's face would have flushed again at the thought of being found like this if his face weren't already deeply red embarrassment and arousal.

Abe spoke again, "Mihashi, I'll make you feel better, with me as your catcher I'll make you feel a whole lot better. You want me as your catcher don't you Mihashi?" Feeling lips at his neck and the pressure increase between his legs, Mihashi could only respond to this unfamiliar situation with a silent nod.

"Good..." Abe murmered as he deftly slipped his hand under the band of Mihashi's underwear. "...very good."

Really sorry to stop here, P2 will be coming very soon, very soon. I gotta atleast stop for a loo break.

Re: One futon fumble for ya.

[anonymous]

This is awesome anon. Please continue~