[FIC] Red Lips
for: kuro_tenshii18
prompt: sho/ohno; red lips
notes: not beta. erm. idk really. D:
It was a warm afternoon, cool breeze sweeping in against the warming rays of the sun, that Ohno noticed something addicting. He was in Sho's apartment. The room blazed in fiery streaks of red and orange, the setting sun in full view of the balcony.
Ohno loves Sho's place among all others. There is something comforting and tranquil about it which gave Ohno distinctive freedom to stretch his legs and enjoy simple moments like this. The older man considers the perfect location or how the interior and furniture complements each other, a relaxing feel of it mingles within the place.
He wouldn't have it any other way.
It exhilarated him and inspired him. A few curves, lines and strokes - he breathed life into his sketch.
"Enjoying yourself?"
Sho walked in with steaming mugs of coffee and sat down beside him.
Ohno smiled his thanks when the drink was offered. They needed to be alert for work later and both are glad they have the whole afternoon off. It was just for a few hours compared to their day offs but Sho knew Ohno wouldn't missed a chance to see the sunset at his place. He just knew and Ohno would love the opportunity to come at his place.
The room soon turned into tinges of pink and orange and Ohno's eyes feasted on it.
A splash of color, tamed and spread out on the white paper left Sho breathless as he glanced at Ohno's work. Just watching skilled fingers glide and drew into something mind blowing and beautiful mesmerized Sho.
"That's really good." He complimented the older man and leaned closer.
Ohno grinned and looked at Sho. Then he saw. Red lips. Sho's lips. He was suddenly tempted. It had a great contrast to the scene, lush reds bloomed from sipping hot coffee on the brim and darkened opposite the blending colors.
He was no good with words and surely, he presumed, it was not enough to describe it. His mind can barely comprehend it.
"What's wrong?"
Those lips moved. He had to feel them in his. He had been gazing intensely at them that Sho wore a worried look.
"Nothing," he murmured softly and sealed their lips.
He tested its texture, something innocent, for curiosity's sake. How Sho's lips cushioned his, soft and full. He felt with his tongue, glided it to almost parted lips, smooth and addicting, and slipped pass into the warm mouth and he was content. The angle was just right and felt their breath against each other.
They broke apart, learning how to breathe. Ohno leans in for another and Sho accepted. He caught the bottom lip with his teeth and watched it swell deep red then worried it with his tongue.
Sounds vibrated and tingled between them. Ohno wished for eternity.
"What's gotten into you?" Sho chuckled between breaths.
"I like you, red lips and all."
And there was no need for words.
FIN
prompt: sho/ohno; red lips
notes: not beta. erm. idk really. D:
It was a warm afternoon, cool breeze sweeping in against the warming rays of the sun, that Ohno noticed something addicting. He was in Sho's apartment. The room blazed in fiery streaks of red and orange, the setting sun in full view of the balcony.
Ohno loves Sho's place among all others. There is something comforting and tranquil about it which gave Ohno distinctive freedom to stretch his legs and enjoy simple moments like this. The older man considers the perfect location or how the interior and furniture complements each other, a relaxing feel of it mingles within the place.
He wouldn't have it any other way.
It exhilarated him and inspired him. A few curves, lines and strokes - he breathed life into his sketch.
"Enjoying yourself?"
Sho walked in with steaming mugs of coffee and sat down beside him.
Ohno smiled his thanks when the drink was offered. They needed to be alert for work later and both are glad they have the whole afternoon off. It was just for a few hours compared to their day offs but Sho knew Ohno wouldn't missed a chance to see the sunset at his place. He just knew and Ohno would love the opportunity to come at his place.
The room soon turned into tinges of pink and orange and Ohno's eyes feasted on it.
A splash of color, tamed and spread out on the white paper left Sho breathless as he glanced at Ohno's work. Just watching skilled fingers glide and drew into something mind blowing and beautiful mesmerized Sho.
"That's really good." He complimented the older man and leaned closer.
Ohno grinned and looked at Sho. Then he saw. Red lips. Sho's lips. He was suddenly tempted. It had a great contrast to the scene, lush reds bloomed from sipping hot coffee on the brim and darkened opposite the blending colors.
He was no good with words and surely, he presumed, it was not enough to describe it. His mind can barely comprehend it.
"What's wrong?"
Those lips moved. He had to feel them in his. He had been gazing intensely at them that Sho wore a worried look.
"Nothing," he murmured softly and sealed their lips.
He tested its texture, something innocent, for curiosity's sake. How Sho's lips cushioned his, soft and full. He felt with his tongue, glided it to almost parted lips, smooth and addicting, and slipped pass into the warm mouth and he was content. The angle was just right and felt their breath against each other.
They broke apart, learning how to breathe. Ohno leans in for another and Sho accepted. He caught the bottom lip with his teeth and watched it swell deep red then worried it with his tongue.
Sounds vibrated and tingled between them. Ohno wished for eternity.
"What's gotten into you?" Sho chuckled between breaths.
"I like you, red lips and all."
And there was no need for words.
FIN