"Bedside Manners" - Madarao x Tokusa / Fanart + Drabble Thingy
FFFFFFF. YESSSSSSSS. HA. I DID IT. 8D
-cough-
Erm--sorry.
I've had this idea in my head for a few days now--thanks to something harmony283 said while we were discussing a future scene in our roleplay. It's--not even really related to this, directly, but it gave me the inspiration. And...yeah.
I HAVE BEEN FUSSING OVER THIS HORRID CREATURE FOR ABOUT SIX HOURS. TT^TT
...And it's still only the lineart. Blah. I'll color it...eventually.
My hand hurts like a biiiiiiitch.
...Tokusa...ugh. I had to draw him, like--about fourteen different times, before I finally got him right. xD And Madarao's hair is just plain evil. EVIL. D<
...I'm really proud of that hand, though. Even though the wrinkles in the sheets look...stupid. ._. I was rushing, okay?! It huuuurt.
-shot-
Did I mention I haven't slept? At all? orz;;;
Title: Bedside Manners
Pairing/Fandom: Madarao x Tokusa/D.Gray-Man
Artist/Author: panda-pon
Rating: T-16
Warnings: Nothing serious. Implied male nudity (nothing obscene in view), non-descriptive mentions of sexual intercourse between two men...yeah. Grade-school stuff. xD
"Quit clinging."
Tokusa pouted, and lifted his head, looking Madarao right in the eyes. "I'm not clinging, I'm cuddling."
"Whatever you want to call it, stop."
"Where are your bedside manners, hmm~?" Tokusa shook a finger at him, mockingly. "I just let you screw me into your mattress--I deserve a cuddle while I fall asleep."
Madarao sighed, and gave Tokusa the sort of look a parent would use while scolding their child. "One--you didn't 'let me', you're the one who started it. And two--you used my hair-gel for lube. You don't deserve a cuddle."
"Well, I wasn't about to let you take me dry!" Tokusa protested, seemingly affronted. Not that he was really bothered; bickering like this was a common--and and welcome--occurrence between them. "Now stop complaining, and let me snuggle. Or else you're sleeping on the couch. And I'm keeping the pillow."
"...This is my room."
"So?" Tokusa grinned, showing his teeth, and Madarao knew he had lost.
"...Stop talking, and go to sleep." He shifted himself, and Tokusa wasted no time moving in, and cuddling up to his side, head resting on his chest. The weather had been remarkably warm lately, so they forewent the blanket, letting the summer air cool and dry their damp skin.
Barely a moment later, and Tokusa was already fast asleep. Madarao sighed, and looked up at the ceiling.
'Bedside manners', indeed.
-cough-
Erm--sorry.
I've had this idea in my head for a few days now--thanks to something harmony283 said while we were discussing a future scene in our roleplay. It's--not even really related to this, directly, but it gave me the inspiration. And...yeah.
I HAVE BEEN FUSSING OVER THIS HORRID CREATURE FOR ABOUT SIX HOURS. TT^TT
...And it's still only the lineart. Blah. I'll color it...eventually.
My hand hurts like a biiiiiiitch.
...Tokusa...ugh. I had to draw him, like--about fourteen different times, before I finally got him right. xD And Madarao's hair is just plain evil. EVIL. D<
...I'm really proud of that hand, though. Even though the wrinkles in the sheets look...stupid. ._. I was rushing, okay?! It huuuurt.
-shot-
Did I mention I haven't slept? At all? orz;;;
Title: Bedside Manners
Pairing/Fandom: Madarao x Tokusa/D.Gray-Man
Artist/Author: panda-pon
Rating: T-16
Warnings: Nothing serious. Implied male nudity (nothing obscene in view), non-descriptive mentions of sexual intercourse between two men...yeah. Grade-school stuff. xD
"Quit clinging."
Tokusa pouted, and lifted his head, looking Madarao right in the eyes. "I'm not clinging, I'm cuddling."
"Whatever you want to call it, stop."
"Where are your bedside manners, hmm~?" Tokusa shook a finger at him, mockingly. "I just let you screw me into your mattress--I deserve a cuddle while I fall asleep."
Madarao sighed, and gave Tokusa the sort of look a parent would use while scolding their child. "One--you didn't 'let me', you're the one who started it. And two--you used my hair-gel for lube. You don't deserve a cuddle."
"Well, I wasn't about to let you take me dry!" Tokusa protested, seemingly affronted. Not that he was really bothered; bickering like this was a common--and and welcome--occurrence between them. "Now stop complaining, and let me snuggle. Or else you're sleeping on the couch. And I'm keeping the pillow."
"...This is my room."
"So?" Tokusa grinned, showing his teeth, and Madarao knew he had lost.
"...Stop talking, and go to sleep." He shifted himself, and Tokusa wasted no time moving in, and cuddling up to his side, head resting on his chest. The weather had been remarkably warm lately, so they forewent the blanket, letting the summer air cool and dry their damp skin.
Barely a moment later, and Tokusa was already fast asleep. Madarao sighed, and looked up at the ceiling.
'Bedside manners', indeed.