The Oofuri (Kink) Meme!!!
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!
2) Please request a kink! This is not ( Read more... )
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!
2) Please request a kink! This is not ( Read more... )
“Mi-mi-mihashi-kun!” TaTa pushed his fingers together as he fidgeted.
“What is it, Abe?” Ren gruffly answered his catcher. TaTa’s eyes pleaded with the ground as he stuttered his question:
“Wou-would Mihashi-kun go home wi-with me today! My-my-my-my parents w-w-w-w-w-won’t be home!” He blushed violently, and steam started to rise from his head.
The two had been dating for a few months now, ever since Ren’s birthday party. When the team had discovered that it was Mihashi’s birthday, they had had an impromptu celebration, which ended up with Tajima bringing alcohol, and then dancing around drunk with his underwear on his head. During the chaos of Hanai trying to restore order (and no, he was not looking at the half naked Tajima! No, he definitely wasn’t!), Mihashi and Abe had managed to have a moment alone. The slightly drunk Mihashi had cornered TaTa, pushing him against a bedroom wall, and with a muttered (and suggestive), “Will you always catch all my pitches, Abe?” had proceeded to thoroughly kiss him. Just the memory of that night caused poor TaTa to overheat. But he also couldn’t stop shivering and wanting more. Thus, he invited his beloved Ren over.
As the two walked toward Abe’s house, TaTa couldn’t stop blushing and looking at the ground and Ren kept looking over toward him and smirking. When they reached Abe’s apartment, TaTa’s hand shook so much as he held his key, that he actually dropped it three times. Sighing at the third time, Mihashi put his arm around Abe, covering his hand with his own, insuring that the key properly entered the lock and opened. He pulled the trembling boy to him, satisfied with the warmth of his hands. Even if he’s nervous, at least he’s relaxed, he thought.
Once Tatsuya had entered, Ren quickly closed the door, and with darkened eyes asked where the dark haired baseball player’s room was.
To be continued… If I’m going to write smut, if I actually can, it’s not going to be at midnight… so… wait until tomorrow…
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Takaya slowly led the way, scuffing his socks along the tatami floor. “I-it’s here.” Inside the room were various baseball posters, gloves, and even a lone ball in the middle of the floor. The room wasn’t messy, per se, but it wasn’t neat either. The bed was unmade, with baseball bat and glove sheets being the most noticeable part. The blond quickly grabbed his lover’s wrist, and tugged him over to the bed. He sat down, pulling the taller boy onto his lap. TaTa blushed and his mouth made a diamond shape as he felt a noticeable bulge behind him. “Mi-mi-mi-mihashi-kun!” He protested.
“What’s wrong now?” Ren asked huskily in his ear, but with a blush that TaTa didn’t notice. “Didn’t you say that you would catch all my pitches, Abe?”
“Th-th-th-that is…” Takaya flailed his arms wildly in embarrassment, almost elbowing Mihashi in the face. He then lowered his arms and nodded his head violently. “A-anything for R-ren-kun.” Ren scooted backward, further onto the bed, until his back hit the wall, and turned the chin of his beloved toward him.
“Abe. I want you. But I won’t do anything if you don’t want me too. You’re my catcher, but I love you because you’re you. If I do something you don’t want, tell me. Don’t go along with it because you don’t want to make me mad.” His thumb stroked the cheek of the captured chin.
“I-it’s not like that, Mihashi-kun! I-I-I love Mihashi-kun! That’s why I invited you over.” He mumbled the last part, fingers once more fidgeting. Ren grinned, and with a muttered, “is that so,” kissed the boy he held. Abe squirmed, as he felt himself got hotter, unintentionally rubbing against Ren’s groin. Mihashi groaned, and the erotic sound caused TaTa to shiver and his own pants to grow tighter. One hand snuck up TaTa’s shirt and caressed his right nipple, while the right hand, which had been holding TaTa’s chin, palmed the bulge in the front of TaTa’s pants.
“Takaya,” the name caused a shudder through the molested boy, “is this all right? Can I touch you? Can I make love to you?”
“Yes,” TaTa breathed against Ren’s lips.
“Just remember, Takaya, if you get scared, tell me and I’ll stop.” Abe looked up, and saw the love in Mihashi’s eyes. He knew that his pitcher wouldn’t hurt him.
“R-ren-kun. Please. I want to do it with you.” Ren gently laid TaTa down, letting his head be cushioned by his pillow. He then tugged at Takaya’s shirt, and with help from the dark haired boy, TaTa was soon half naked. After tossing his own shirt, he gently unbuttoned and unzipped Takaya’s jeans, pulling them down risen hips. Left in only his boxers, Abe covered his face with his hands and tried to turn over.
“D-don’t look at me! S-so embarrassing.” Ren slowly pulled away his nervous boyfriend’s hands.
“You’re beautiful, Takaya. Please, let me see all of you, including you face.” TaTa acquiesced, but still kept his head shyly turned. “I guess it can’t be helped, huh.” Mihashi stroked the one upturned cheek, and ran his other hand softly along Abe’s body. “You really are beautiful, Takaya.” His wandering hand soon reached the main goal, and he wonderingly stroked his boyfriend’s erection through the fabric of the baseball boxers.
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Mihashi’s clean hand caressed TaTa’s hair and he chuckled at the sleeping boy, before pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. “It really can’t be helped.” He reached for some tissues, cleaned his hand, and lazily aimed for the trashcan. He missed. With a sigh he flopped back down and pulled Takaya close to him. He willed away his own little “problem,” and started at his catcher’s face as he too fell asleep.
The End… Ok… so they didn’t go all the way… but seriously, this is the porniest thing I’ve ever written…
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I kinda dunno how these two things are related but my patience kinda snapped reading your fic and I had to go DL the first 4 eps of the 2nd season that are out even though I've sworn not to >.>
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