Jul 01, 2009 02:16
WARNINGS: R for nudity and sexual content.
[ Ishigami-sensei is too close for comfort. You can feel him breathing on your cheek and neck. He's peering at you with those constantly-squinted eyes behind his glasses, examining your features with an admiring but critical eye. Plenty of students like Ishigami-sensei, he's young, handsome and noticeably single. However, you do not have those feelings for him. He's your teacher and nothing more, you want to learn art from him because he's very talented. Thusly, when he takes your hand and speaks, you're rather annoyed and uncomfortable: ]
Okuzaki-kun, would you perhaps allow me to paint you?
[ You lurch away quickly, and grunt out an answer. ] No way! Members of the art club make paintings, they don't pose in them!
[ Posture stiff, you turn and stalk over to your usual easel, the one by the window. It's only when you're done setting up your pencils and paints that you notice it's not Ishigami-sensei presiding over art club today. It's Kakashi, the first shinobi you met in Konoha, someone you have come to admire much in the way you admire Ishigami's art, but with less invasion of personal space. ]
Would you pose for me, Akira-kun?
[ Something about the way he speaks to you always fills you with rosy warmth. You set down your paint brush and walk to the center of the room, surprised at your own confidence. ]
I guess if it's you, it's okay.
[ And then you totally take your clothes off without a second thought! And Kakashi-san walks over and does this and that and the other thing! And you're not totally clear on the details, but it feels quite good! The heat is making you feel rather anxious, and you're squirming and you-- ]
[ Akira wakes up all twisted up in his bedclothes, flushed and sweaty in the dark. ]
Wh...WHAT?!!!
dream,
stop trying to feed me,
dumbass idiot etc.,
dream!ishigami,
dream!kakashi,
just an old pervert,
comparatively normal,
ic,
spiral-faced freak