Gift Fic: Midday Surprises
Title: Midday Surprises
Rating: NC-17 for sex
Characters/Pairings: Keigo/Cloud(Claude, whatever you want to call him ... the guy with the cool mimic ability ... he's Cloud in this)
Disclaimer: Not my characters, just my interpretation of them.
Words: 883
Summary: Keigo gets a surprise at lunch ... too bad it lasts long into his afternoon classes.
Notes: B-day giftfic for 2metaldog running a little late cause I couldn't think of anything to write, so resorted to having to ask for a prompt, therefore this is all her fault ... the original prompt was : Bleach, Cloud/Keigo (any order you wish), fumbling first time (bonus points for use of Cloud's mimic skills) ... no first time fumbling, but still smut, so hopefully it's oka. I don't think it's particularly good, but that could just be personal author-hates-their-own-work stuffs.
If someone had handed Keigo a picture of the mod soul, Cloud, a couple months ago and told him that this was his soul mate, the person that would make him feel complete, he would have laughed at them until dawn broke. Hell, he might even now laugh at them; he wasn't entirely sure that there wasn't a woman out there that could make him feel, but he wasn't overly concerned about that little thought when his lover turned himself into a woman for him. It wasn't often that Cloud would use his abilities during their lovemaking, either; just enough to remind Keigo that there wasn't anyone else out there like him. And Keigo was fine with that.
It was an instance such as that that Keigo found himself in now. He sat staring at himself, fully naked, watching as if in a mirror while his fisted hand pumped his length. Only, there was no mirror in the middle of his bedroom, only Cloud, sitting across from him, transformed to mimic the high schooler in appearance. They sat, facing each other, cross-legged on the floor, a rosy color tainting their cheeks as they panted, the sight of the other bringing themselves pleasure heightening their own pleasure.
Lips parted on a low moan from Keigo, his head tilting back and eyes sliding almost closed, but still watching the doppelganger across from him. He could spot where the other man's concentration was failing; hair getting longer and lighter on one side, a mustache showing up for a minute.
"Just drop it," Keigo said after a minute of watching the other man shift between his own appearance and Keigo's own.
A confused look crossed Cloud's features, his hand slowing on his length. "Wha-" he began to ask, but was interrupted.
"Just drop the illusion," Keigo said, his hand slowing down to match Cloud's pace. "I'd feel weird fucking myself," he said with a grin, sitting up and leaning closer to his lover.
With a grin, Cloud was himself again, leaning forward to kiss the man kneeling in front of him. He snaked his arms around the younger man's back and used them to pull him down on top of him as he laid back onto the floor.
No more words were said between them; they were hardly needed. They were both already lubed from their earlier play while stripping each other, so it didn't matter which of them ended up seme to the others uke. A mischievous smile from Keigo; a barely stifled moan from Cloud; Keigo's arm pistoning as he pumped first one finger, then two into the man beneath him, stretching him, preparing him, fingers scissoring inside him. Cloud threw his head back, a groan clawing its way up his throat, and Keigo knew the other man was ready.
Keigo still wasn't very fast at putting on a condom, and even though his lover assured him there was no need for one, he'd still been through sex ed at school, as well as found things out for his own, and therefore wasn't taking any chances. Even if there were parts of his body that swore that just this once, it would be fine to go without. A few minutes of fumbling about with the slippery rubber and Keigo finally had the condom on.
Leaning forward and bracing his upper body on his left arm, he reached down with his right to guide himself into Cloud's opening, feeling the resistance of still tight muscles. With short thrusts, he worked his way in until he was fully seated in his lover, his arms starting to shake just a bit with the effort to not just come right that second, to give the man beneath him his pleasure first. He stopped for a moment so that he could get his breathing under control, and once his breaths came at more regular intervals, he pulled back, until just the head remained inside and thrust back in fully with steady rhythm. Cloud's hips started moving to meet his strokes, spiking their pleasure higher.
Cloud's head was thrown back, eyes closed as Keigo brushed against his prostrate, almost constant noises of pleasure falling from his lips as he clung to his lover, his climax stalking closer until it overtook him with ferocious intensity, a shout jumping from his throat as his seed shot from his straining length to spill on his stomach and chest.
Keigo felt the muscles around him contract before his lover came and watching the other man in ecstasy was more than any deep breathing exercise could handle. His own climax jumped him, pleasure tingling through every nerve ending in his body as he spilled his release into the condom. With a groan, he collapsed on top of the other man with an 'oomph' from them both.
"Next time you think it'd be great fun to surprise me at school, make sure I don't have a test that I'd end up skipping for it," Keigo said into the other man's neck.
"I just thought you might like a nooner," Cloud said, sounding quite sincere.
Keigo laughed. "Nooners don't last all afternoon," he said on a chuckle. "But it's still appreciated," he said with a quick kiss to Cloud's lips.
Rating: NC-17 for sex
Characters/Pairings: Keigo/Cloud(Claude, whatever you want to call him ... the guy with the cool mimic ability ... he's Cloud in this)
Disclaimer: Not my characters, just my interpretation of them.
Words: 883
Summary: Keigo gets a surprise at lunch ... too bad it lasts long into his afternoon classes.
Notes: B-day giftfic for 2metaldog running a little late cause I couldn't think of anything to write, so resorted to having to ask for a prompt, therefore this is all her fault ... the original prompt was : Bleach, Cloud/Keigo (any order you wish), fumbling first time (bonus points for use of Cloud's mimic skills) ... no first time fumbling, but still smut, so hopefully it's oka. I don't think it's particularly good, but that could just be personal author-hates-their-own-work stuffs.
If someone had handed Keigo a picture of the mod soul, Cloud, a couple months ago and told him that this was his soul mate, the person that would make him feel complete, he would have laughed at them until dawn broke. Hell, he might even now laugh at them; he wasn't entirely sure that there wasn't a woman out there that could make him feel, but he wasn't overly concerned about that little thought when his lover turned himself into a woman for him. It wasn't often that Cloud would use his abilities during their lovemaking, either; just enough to remind Keigo that there wasn't anyone else out there like him. And Keigo was fine with that.
It was an instance such as that that Keigo found himself in now. He sat staring at himself, fully naked, watching as if in a mirror while his fisted hand pumped his length. Only, there was no mirror in the middle of his bedroom, only Cloud, sitting across from him, transformed to mimic the high schooler in appearance. They sat, facing each other, cross-legged on the floor, a rosy color tainting their cheeks as they panted, the sight of the other bringing themselves pleasure heightening their own pleasure.
Lips parted on a low moan from Keigo, his head tilting back and eyes sliding almost closed, but still watching the doppelganger across from him. He could spot where the other man's concentration was failing; hair getting longer and lighter on one side, a mustache showing up for a minute.
"Just drop it," Keigo said after a minute of watching the other man shift between his own appearance and Keigo's own.
A confused look crossed Cloud's features, his hand slowing on his length. "Wha-" he began to ask, but was interrupted.
"Just drop the illusion," Keigo said, his hand slowing down to match Cloud's pace. "I'd feel weird fucking myself," he said with a grin, sitting up and leaning closer to his lover.
With a grin, Cloud was himself again, leaning forward to kiss the man kneeling in front of him. He snaked his arms around the younger man's back and used them to pull him down on top of him as he laid back onto the floor.
No more words were said between them; they were hardly needed. They were both already lubed from their earlier play while stripping each other, so it didn't matter which of them ended up seme to the others uke. A mischievous smile from Keigo; a barely stifled moan from Cloud; Keigo's arm pistoning as he pumped first one finger, then two into the man beneath him, stretching him, preparing him, fingers scissoring inside him. Cloud threw his head back, a groan clawing its way up his throat, and Keigo knew the other man was ready.
Keigo still wasn't very fast at putting on a condom, and even though his lover assured him there was no need for one, he'd still been through sex ed at school, as well as found things out for his own, and therefore wasn't taking any chances. Even if there were parts of his body that swore that just this once, it would be fine to go without. A few minutes of fumbling about with the slippery rubber and Keigo finally had the condom on.
Leaning forward and bracing his upper body on his left arm, he reached down with his right to guide himself into Cloud's opening, feeling the resistance of still tight muscles. With short thrusts, he worked his way in until he was fully seated in his lover, his arms starting to shake just a bit with the effort to not just come right that second, to give the man beneath him his pleasure first. He stopped for a moment so that he could get his breathing under control, and once his breaths came at more regular intervals, he pulled back, until just the head remained inside and thrust back in fully with steady rhythm. Cloud's hips started moving to meet his strokes, spiking their pleasure higher.
Cloud's head was thrown back, eyes closed as Keigo brushed against his prostrate, almost constant noises of pleasure falling from his lips as he clung to his lover, his climax stalking closer until it overtook him with ferocious intensity, a shout jumping from his throat as his seed shot from his straining length to spill on his stomach and chest.
Keigo felt the muscles around him contract before his lover came and watching the other man in ecstasy was more than any deep breathing exercise could handle. His own climax jumped him, pleasure tingling through every nerve ending in his body as he spilled his release into the condom. With a groan, he collapsed on top of the other man with an 'oomph' from them both.
"Next time you think it'd be great fun to surprise me at school, make sure I don't have a test that I'd end up skipping for it," Keigo said into the other man's neck.
"I just thought you might like a nooner," Cloud said, sounding quite sincere.
Keigo laughed. "Nooners don't last all afternoon," he said on a chuckle. "But it's still appreciated," he said with a quick kiss to Cloud's lips.