WHO: Kia WelBehenna (
kia_on_top) and Ken Hidaka )
artiglio)
WHAT: A date, of sorts, a bet, and paying the bet
WHERE: Some sports bar
WHEN: November 20, early evening
NOTE: Gets NWS later in the comments
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I use the passive voice to show how gentle I'll be )
Wait a minute, why was he taking this like some girl, or in fact, girly guy from on of Yuriko's mangas. While he still had his thought process mainly in his own possession, he wrapped his hand around Kia's busy wrist. Not stopping it, but just resting it there for the moment.
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Once Ken grabbed his wrist, Kia stopped what he was doing, waiting to see if he was about to be asked to stop.
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Against his better judgment, he let go of Kia's hand with out actually stopping him.
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Kia started to move his hand again, a bit faster than earlier, and leaned up to attempt another kiss.
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He grabbed Kia by the waist and hauled him over to the couch. Ken thought that if this was going to happen, it was not going to be standing up against the wall by the coats.
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When Ken dragged him towards the couch, he grinned and went along with the change in setting. "Not quite as bad as you thought it would be, hmm?"
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Being passive wasn't his style, and it was about time he did something about it.
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He went back to what he'd been doing, once again using his fingertips to try and find the spots that got the best reaction from the other man.
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"Damn it Kia..."
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"Feel nice?" he asked, pretty sure he already knew the answer.
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Thinking about it, it made sence. All of Ken's life he'd been surrounded by the beautiful, the exotic, and plain handsome/pretty people. What chance did the boy next door type have really in that sort of company.
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Kia ran his other hand down Ken's spine slowly and wondered idly if he'd be able to feel him relax more as he continued doing this.
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Being still young, and having gone with out for a while, it was over with pretty quickly. A muffled moan, and a twitch, and it was over. There was really only so much someone could stand under experienced hands. It was easy to tell by posture alone his brain had gone to mashed potato consistency.
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He bit back a laugh at how quickly it ended and didn't seem to mind the mess that ended up on his shirt. Kia loosely wrapped his arms around Ken's back and held him without much complaint, though limp muscle was always a little awkward to support.
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He hurriedly did up his pants, his cheeks flushed and a bit puffy from the blood rush. Ken was a little confused at himself about exactly why he didn't ask exactly what the terms were of the wager before he ever agreed. Then again, when had he ever thought to ask? It had gotten him into trouble more then once./
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Once Ken stood and fixed his pants, Kia looked up at him and grinned. Tonight had gone far better than expected. "And of course you're going to just head home now. It was nice hanging out. I didn't really expect to win that bet, you know."
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