Drabbles and rant from the pathetic
Okay, can I just say that I feel absolutely pathetic and that watching Bring It On all night isn't the smartest thing to do? It ended up with me dreaming of Arashi as cheerleaders, and not the kind they do in G no Arashi, but serious Bring It On!Kirsten Dunst-cheerleaders, With Ohno as, you guessed it, Captain. And I want to write it, dammit, except the fact that my head feels as if it's been stuffed with cotton.
So.
I have nothing better to post, so here's a helluvalot of drabbles I've written for various people, mostly while I've been midnight spamming with Kyon. I promised I wouldn't throw them out, so here they are. Beware, they got progressively dirtier as the nights wore on xD
And the customary - I hate lj and cuts and they hate me. Done.
Pairing: Ohmiya in different shapes and sizes
Rating: G to NC-17
Disclaimer: Do. Not. Own. Unforunately.
Wordcount: 100 each
For Kyon:
Prompt: Ohno nuzzling Nino's neck:
More than anything else, Nino hates being distracted. He hates distraction from work, from magic or from gaming. He hates when he has to start all over again to focus his attention. He hates getting distracted so much that he once scratched Aiba’s arm so badly that Aiba needed a band aid. Distractions are a complete and utter waste of time, he thinks.
But when Ohno is nuzzling his neck, Nino doesn’t mind that his attention flies out the window. Ohno’s lips are doing sinful things to his skin, and Nino can only tilt his head to give better access.
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Prompt: Ohno wrapping his arms around Nino's waist:
Attached to Ohno’s shoulders are two long and slender arms. When he wraps those lovely appendages around Nino’s waist, hugging him close with his back to Ohno’s chest, Nino can’t resist unfurling Ohno’s left arm, stretching it to the side. He lets his hand hold Ohno’s while he arranges the right arm to lie across his stomach. Slowly, he starts moving his right hand over Ohno’s arm on his stomach, as if he was playing the guitar. He grips Ohno’s right hand with his own, tighter and he regrets the fact that his normal guitar isn’t as responsive as Ohno.
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Prompt: Ohmiya eating spaghetti:
Ohno likes to cook just fine, but he likes cooking for Nino even better. And if they cook together, it’s the best.
Eating together afterwards is good, too, and especially if they’ve made spaghetti, because Nino has a very sensual way of slurping the food, so it slides past his lips in a slow but not too slow manner.
More often than not, it does make his pants uncomfortably tight, but that’s quite alright too, because after the cooking comes cleaning, and even if Ohno doesn’t insist on doing the dishes, Nino insists on taking care of all the rest.
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Prompt: Ryo/Kouichi - bandages:
Ryo feels free to feel as smug as he wants to, seeing as he has Kouichi displayed out gloriously naked before him. Almost spread eagled on his back, white bonds tying his hands to the headboard above his head. Kouichi’s expressive eyes are hidden behind a scarf, but Ryo wants him to watch, so they are uncovered again.
Ryo crawls up the length of Kouichi’s body, settling on top of the smaller male and reaches to tug at the bonds around the thin wrists. He smiles when Kouichi whimpers in need and he rolls his hips obligingly, swallowing the moan.
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Prompt: Licking:
Ohno licks down Nino’s neck, dipping his tongue down the exquisite collarbones, sucking on the skin and leaving marks he knows Nino will kill him for tomorrow. Nino is writhing beneath him, squirming and trying to get closer to Ohno’s warm mouth, to where it’s trailing a wet path down a smooth chest, dipping into the navel it encounters. Ohno’s lips closes around the soft skin just above the waist band of Nino’s boxers, and Nino moans and tries to raise his hips from where Ohno is holding them down.
No hesitation, Ohno deftly tugs the pants down and swallows.
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Prompt: Nino revealing skin in evil teasing ways:
It’s how Nino’s lips curl into a mischievous smile when he raises the t-shirt slightly, exposing a flat stomach. He stretches his arms over his head, slowly lifting the shirt completely off and he smirks when Ohno’s gaze never leaves his torso. He steps towards Ohno, his thumbs resting just under the band of his boxers, and he pushes down, just a bit.
Ohno makes an interested sound at the back of his throat and it encourages Nino to push his boxers further down, revealing sharp hip bones and smooth skin. He steps out of the material and Ohno pounces.
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Prompt: Nino or Ohno in leather:
Ohno feels heaven keenly when he’s spread on his back, an almost naked Nino straddling him, their hips meeting with a slick sound, and his eyes roll to the back of his head when Nino twists down, grinds, clenches around his erection, promising. Nino does most of the work, but Nino doesn’t mind that. He looks ethereal - sweat on his forehead, head tilted slightly back, mouth parted and panting, and heaven, Ohno thinks.
The leather fastened on Nino’s legs digs into Ohno’s hips, but it doesn’t matter. Nino’s tense body promises satisfaction and release, and Ohno hopes he never comes.
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Prompt: Doing it to the beat of music:
Nino pins Ohno to the floor, pressing down hard, rubbing the hardness beneath him. As he presses down even harder, he vaguely registers the bass line of the song, feels Ohno shuddering under him. Ohno’s until recently dancing hips can’t hold still, and he jerks, jolts, to meet Nino’s halfway, letting out a strangled sound and setting fire on Nino’s skin as the bass pumps on the edge of his awareness.
It’s really not Nino’s fault. It’s all Ohno’s - that Ohno can dance and move his body and hips like that. It’d be a sin not to act on it.
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Prompt: Nino in glasses:
Nino unbuttons his shirt and throws it to the floor, kicking off pants and boxers, leaving the offending garments all over the floor. He all but tears Ohno’s shirt off before attaching his mouth to a sensitive nipple, feeling it harden under his touch. Ohno arches and they tumble to the bed, their limbs tangled up. Ohno dives and their hot breaths mix, Nino panting loudly into Ohno’s mouth.
Nino’s glasses are knocked entirely askew when Ohno trails feverish kisses all over his face, but as he reaches up to take them off, Ohno stops him. “Keep them,” he says.
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Prompt: Nino getting cat ears and a tail
“I think it’s cute,” Ohno says appreciatively and reaches out, but Nino backs away.
“Not,” Nino hisses and bares his teeth but stops when he realizes that he’s not making it the least better for himself.
Ohno jerks forward and grabs Nino’s tail, and Nino’s ears fall flat to his head in displeasure.
“Don’t yank it!”
Ohno smiles widely and steps closer, reaching up to pet his ears. Against his will, Nino feels a moan forming at the back of his throat, and he really tries to resist, but Ohno’s fingers stroke him just right and he full out purrs.
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Prompt: Maid:
“Please?”
“No.”
“Pretty please?”
“No.”
“I love you~”
“…fine.”
The door opened.
“Nino,” Ohno said in wonder. Nino scowled.
“I look ridiculous.”
“Ridiculously pretty,” Ohno cooed and smiled, reaching out to trace the frills on Nino’s skirt.
Nino snatched the skirt away. “I don’t why I even put it on.”
“Because I asked you to,” Ohno said as if it explained everything. He smiled and grabbed Nino wrist, tugging him closer. Their faces inches apart. Nino shivered when Ohno’s breath danced across his lips.
“And you know,” Ohno breathed, “you’re sexy.”
Nino smiled coyly. “Really now.”
“Yes,” Ohno kissed him.
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Prompt: Tight pants:
“For fuck’s sake,” Jun growls, “Ninomiya, if you don’t focus, I’ll rip your guts out.”
Aiba is laughing.
“Jun-pon,” Nino whines, “do you appreciate the way his pants compliment his ass?”
Jun fights the urge to kill someone by upgrading his vocabulary to caps lock. “I CAN’T HEAR YOU.”
“Look how smooth-”
“CAN’T HEAR YOU.”
“-and well-sculpted-”
“LA-LA-LA!”
“No really,” Nino continues, “have you LOOKED at his ass, like, today?”
“NO,” Jun snaps. “I WORK.”
“It’s hard work!” Nino agrees, staring at Ohno doing tour jetés. “Look, so-”
“GET TO WORK,” Jun shouts before banging his head against the wall.
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AN: I should seriously get some sleep. And do the final touch ups on Stars - Betwixt. It'll be up in a few days. I hope D: And, I should write that cheerleader thing. No. Bed. And chick flicks *pathetic coughing* I seriuously hate the flu >.>