Short Fiction: August Rush.
Title: August Rush
Author: pieofthetiger ; Beta: None
Genre: Slash ; Pairing: Bill Kaulitz/Izzy Hilton
Chapter: 1/1 ; Word Count: 1337
Rating: G ; Warning: May contain traces of fluff [No seriously; Contains: chocolate; fondling, kissing and cute shit.]
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I do not know any of the characters personally. All of my fiction is exactly that; FICTION and it all is of my own creative and rather warped mind.
Summary: Paris in summer; everyone was right. It was beautiful really.
Author's Note: Please don't kill me, I know it's not what you're used to but I am doing an rp with someone and I enjoy it a lot. her character is August(Izzy) and that is why the title is named that. Like it's kind of a Booyah to this RP. I have never written Bill before this so please let me off if I suck. I intend on getting better. This story is mostly just fluff for now.
Paris in summer; everyone was right. It was beautiful really. Bill thought to himself as he glanced over at his best friend Izzy. They walked down the sidewalk and away from their hotel; neither of them knew very good French and they hadn't been here before. They'd been walking for a while now; Izzy chattering away beside him, just as cute as ever. The animated expression on his face making a grin curl at Bill’s pink lips.
"Hurry up. You're so slow!" He heard Izzy complain and then grab at his hand tugging him quicker down the footpath, always in a rush that boy. Bill quickened his step and then smoothly stepped up onto a bench, walking along it.
Izzy looked up and grinned at his friend, climbing up to join him, he felt short in comparison, it was bad enough that his best friend was naturally taller than him already. The five foot seven boy had nothing against Bill who stood at six foot. Both boys were pretty naturally skinny, even though Bill had admittedly had previous eating problems. Izzy had helped him through that, or at least the blond boy hoped he had.
He stopped when he came to the end of bench only realizing now that Bill was back down on the ground, motioning for him to climb on his back. The dolled up blond grinned widely, his green eyes flashing before his long slender arms slid about his friends neck. "I weigh a billion pounds." He giggled nuzzling into Bill's hair. He liked it down, he remembered at the start the taller boy had worn it up in a mane-like fashion and it had irked him to no end. Now the beautiful teen left it down in a soft black waterfall around his face.
Izzy liked the fact that his friend could feel comfortable enough to be himself and not worry about being someone to stand out, to get as much attention he wanted. His friend just wanted his.
"Nein! You're lighter than a feather Engelsgesichtchen." Bill said with a smile and headed along the footpath, his arms wrapped around the thinner boys legs. He rubbed at the metallic blue tights on his legs and grinned. Izzy had a unique taste in fashion, more so unique than his own in fact.
"I know... dogs weigh more than I do." The blond boy giggled only tightening his arms around Bill's neck as the darkhaired boy zig-zagged over the footpath, a grin wide on his made-up face. Izzy just pointed ahead and playfully kicked out his foot. "Chocolate ahoy!"
The Kaulitz twin looked up and gave a wry smile at the large sign sitting on the path ahead, the word Chocolat spread in white over a rich brown background. He walked on an angle for the door, stopping at the window and the both of them peering inside, the blond on his back practically drooling at the feast before him.
He could easily eat all that.
He had eyes bigger than his tiny stomach.
“You are going to have some aren’t you Bill?” He asked quietly, nuzzling against his friends ear, watching his face in the reflection of the glass. Bill sucked at his lower lip then a smirk formed, making the blonds eyes widen in curiosity.
“Only if you feed it to me.” Bill teased and he pulled open the door to the store, ducking down through it and letting his friend down at the counter, looking around.
“Oh. Well I know you’re not teasing… you want me to.” Izzy teased and pressed his hands to his mouth as he looked around. “Don’t buy any dark chocolate, only get the good ones.” He said and walked over to a barrel full of chocolate kisses. He grabbed a handful and slipped them into the little basket Bill had handed to him.
“No dark, got it.” Bill smiled and noticed a huge vase of REAL red roses. He smiled indulgently and walked over to it, burying his nose into one of the dark flowers, inhaling the knee melting scent. Izzy turned and looked at him before he smiled and joined him. He grabbed a few and took them to the counter with his chocolates, quickly paying before Bill could get his wallet out of those tight fitting black jeans.
“I wanted to pay!” Bill admonished, his eyebrows creasing together as he pouted sulkily. Izzy just walked over to him and hugged him close, nuzzling his cheek. “My poor Kätzchen.” He said softly, stroking his hair with an impish grin before grabbing his friend’s hand, tugging him out the door with their purchases, the blond handing Bill the flowers.
Bill hissed playfully and sighed walking with him down the footpath again, soon coming to a little garden area off to the side. The boys looked at each other and smiled before heading off the path and ignoring the ‘stay off the grass’ sign and walking across it to the tree in the centre.
Izzy waited until his friend was seated in his usual position, legs out, ankles crossed. Then he walked forward and sat innocently down in his friends lap making himself at home, the fingers of one hand burying themselves in his hair as he hugged the taller boy. Bill smiled a little and hugged him back, he was used to Izzy’s affections, the boys adored each other and even though they’d always been this close, neither of them had so far chosen to change it, move it to that next level that they both knew would come.
Bill blinked as his attention was brought to the blond boy in his lap as a chocolate was pressed against his lower lip, melting a bit before he’d even noticed. He blushed and opened his mouth, the blond slipping the chocolate and his fingertip into his mouth. Izzy bit down on his lip and brought his slightly damp finger to his lips sucking off the taste of Bill and chocolate.
The blond was fairly relieved when he heard the content sigh fall from Bill’s lips; for so long he had hardly be eating and for a while there he had worried so much about him. The boy had gotten so insecure he’d just stopped looking at food without a disgusted look on his face. And the teen had gone from naturally tiny to unnaturally small, and fragile.
“Good? Feed me some.” He said and held the bag open in front of Bill’s face, the dark haired boy lifting his hand and dipping it into a bag, being typical Bill and taking his time to choose, feeling the cute little wriggle that he did when he was a little excited. Bill pulled his hand back and held up the chocolate.
Izzy grinned and opened his mouth, Bill’s hand came forth and daintily placed the chocolate onto his tongue. Izzy moved quick and closed his mouth around those two fingers and sucking before pulling his lips away, meeting Bill’s darkening gaze. Never had either of them made such a bold move, it had always been non sexual and innocent between them. Neither of them were virgins, they’d had their relationships and sexual activities--just never with each other.
Their mouths were pressed hard up against each others in seconds, it felt like longer to Bill, the time between that intense throb in his groin to the slicing pleasure as he felt the slick wetness of Izzy’s tongue at the corner of his mouth. Humming happily, he let his hands roam his best friends hair, mussing it suitably as he devoured his mouth.
“Taste…” Bill breathed kissing him.
“…like chocolate.” Izzy finished for him pushing their hips together and rocking firmly down on his friend. Leaves falling down as Bill’s back hit the tree trunk, his nails digging into the cream covered muscle beneath his hands. He would be buying more chocolate after this. And he hoped every time they kissed it would taste like chocolate.
There was nothing quite like it.
Author: pieofthetiger ; Beta: None
Genre: Slash ; Pairing: Bill Kaulitz/Izzy Hilton
Chapter: 1/1 ; Word Count: 1337
Rating: G ; Warning: May contain traces of fluff [No seriously; Contains: chocolate; fondling, kissing and cute shit.]
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I do not know any of the characters personally. All of my fiction is exactly that; FICTION and it all is of my own creative and rather warped mind.
Summary: Paris in summer; everyone was right. It was beautiful really.
Author's Note: Please don't kill me, I know it's not what you're used to but I am doing an rp with someone and I enjoy it a lot. her character is August(Izzy) and that is why the title is named that. Like it's kind of a Booyah to this RP. I have never written Bill before this so please let me off if I suck. I intend on getting better. This story is mostly just fluff for now.
Paris in summer; everyone was right. It was beautiful really. Bill thought to himself as he glanced over at his best friend Izzy. They walked down the sidewalk and away from their hotel; neither of them knew very good French and they hadn't been here before. They'd been walking for a while now; Izzy chattering away beside him, just as cute as ever. The animated expression on his face making a grin curl at Bill’s pink lips.
"Hurry up. You're so slow!" He heard Izzy complain and then grab at his hand tugging him quicker down the footpath, always in a rush that boy. Bill quickened his step and then smoothly stepped up onto a bench, walking along it.
Izzy looked up and grinned at his friend, climbing up to join him, he felt short in comparison, it was bad enough that his best friend was naturally taller than him already. The five foot seven boy had nothing against Bill who stood at six foot. Both boys were pretty naturally skinny, even though Bill had admittedly had previous eating problems. Izzy had helped him through that, or at least the blond boy hoped he had.
He stopped when he came to the end of bench only realizing now that Bill was back down on the ground, motioning for him to climb on his back. The dolled up blond grinned widely, his green eyes flashing before his long slender arms slid about his friends neck. "I weigh a billion pounds." He giggled nuzzling into Bill's hair. He liked it down, he remembered at the start the taller boy had worn it up in a mane-like fashion and it had irked him to no end. Now the beautiful teen left it down in a soft black waterfall around his face.
Izzy liked the fact that his friend could feel comfortable enough to be himself and not worry about being someone to stand out, to get as much attention he wanted. His friend just wanted his.
"Nein! You're lighter than a feather Engelsgesichtchen." Bill said with a smile and headed along the footpath, his arms wrapped around the thinner boys legs. He rubbed at the metallic blue tights on his legs and grinned. Izzy had a unique taste in fashion, more so unique than his own in fact.
"I know... dogs weigh more than I do." The blond boy giggled only tightening his arms around Bill's neck as the darkhaired boy zig-zagged over the footpath, a grin wide on his made-up face. Izzy just pointed ahead and playfully kicked out his foot. "Chocolate ahoy!"
The Kaulitz twin looked up and gave a wry smile at the large sign sitting on the path ahead, the word Chocolat spread in white over a rich brown background. He walked on an angle for the door, stopping at the window and the both of them peering inside, the blond on his back practically drooling at the feast before him.
He could easily eat all that.
He had eyes bigger than his tiny stomach.
“You are going to have some aren’t you Bill?” He asked quietly, nuzzling against his friends ear, watching his face in the reflection of the glass. Bill sucked at his lower lip then a smirk formed, making the blonds eyes widen in curiosity.
“Only if you feed it to me.” Bill teased and he pulled open the door to the store, ducking down through it and letting his friend down at the counter, looking around.
“Oh. Well I know you’re not teasing… you want me to.” Izzy teased and pressed his hands to his mouth as he looked around. “Don’t buy any dark chocolate, only get the good ones.” He said and walked over to a barrel full of chocolate kisses. He grabbed a handful and slipped them into the little basket Bill had handed to him.
“No dark, got it.” Bill smiled and noticed a huge vase of REAL red roses. He smiled indulgently and walked over to it, burying his nose into one of the dark flowers, inhaling the knee melting scent. Izzy turned and looked at him before he smiled and joined him. He grabbed a few and took them to the counter with his chocolates, quickly paying before Bill could get his wallet out of those tight fitting black jeans.
“I wanted to pay!” Bill admonished, his eyebrows creasing together as he pouted sulkily. Izzy just walked over to him and hugged him close, nuzzling his cheek. “My poor Kätzchen.” He said softly, stroking his hair with an impish grin before grabbing his friend’s hand, tugging him out the door with their purchases, the blond handing Bill the flowers.
Bill hissed playfully and sighed walking with him down the footpath again, soon coming to a little garden area off to the side. The boys looked at each other and smiled before heading off the path and ignoring the ‘stay off the grass’ sign and walking across it to the tree in the centre.
Izzy waited until his friend was seated in his usual position, legs out, ankles crossed. Then he walked forward and sat innocently down in his friends lap making himself at home, the fingers of one hand burying themselves in his hair as he hugged the taller boy. Bill smiled a little and hugged him back, he was used to Izzy’s affections, the boys adored each other and even though they’d always been this close, neither of them had so far chosen to change it, move it to that next level that they both knew would come.
Bill blinked as his attention was brought to the blond boy in his lap as a chocolate was pressed against his lower lip, melting a bit before he’d even noticed. He blushed and opened his mouth, the blond slipping the chocolate and his fingertip into his mouth. Izzy bit down on his lip and brought his slightly damp finger to his lips sucking off the taste of Bill and chocolate.
The blond was fairly relieved when he heard the content sigh fall from Bill’s lips; for so long he had hardly be eating and for a while there he had worried so much about him. The boy had gotten so insecure he’d just stopped looking at food without a disgusted look on his face. And the teen had gone from naturally tiny to unnaturally small, and fragile.
“Good? Feed me some.” He said and held the bag open in front of Bill’s face, the dark haired boy lifting his hand and dipping it into a bag, being typical Bill and taking his time to choose, feeling the cute little wriggle that he did when he was a little excited. Bill pulled his hand back and held up the chocolate.
Izzy grinned and opened his mouth, Bill’s hand came forth and daintily placed the chocolate onto his tongue. Izzy moved quick and closed his mouth around those two fingers and sucking before pulling his lips away, meeting Bill’s darkening gaze. Never had either of them made such a bold move, it had always been non sexual and innocent between them. Neither of them were virgins, they’d had their relationships and sexual activities--just never with each other.
Their mouths were pressed hard up against each others in seconds, it felt like longer to Bill, the time between that intense throb in his groin to the slicing pleasure as he felt the slick wetness of Izzy’s tongue at the corner of his mouth. Humming happily, he let his hands roam his best friends hair, mussing it suitably as he devoured his mouth.
“Taste…” Bill breathed kissing him.
“…like chocolate.” Izzy finished for him pushing their hips together and rocking firmly down on his friend. Leaves falling down as Bill’s back hit the tree trunk, his nails digging into the cream covered muscle beneath his hands. He would be buying more chocolate after this. And he hoped every time they kissed it would taste like chocolate.
There was nothing quite like it.