WHAT IS THAT YOU SAY? SKET DANCE FIC???
*Christens LJ with Sket Dance porn* >D
Title: Duty Calls
Rating: R
Pairing: Agata/Tsubaki
Prompt: "Finals" from funkybrewsta
Warnings: Smut; PWPish; Lack of sleep; un-betaed; awful failure; sorry =/
Author's Notes: Speedfic porn challenge for shinigamikender and me XD;
Tsubaki had never seen the Student Council President snap at anyone. He'd always been a congenial person, a relaxed smile permanently etched on his face. It was an attitude that belied the true supremacy of the Student Council, the entire weight of the school resting on his very shoulders. Tsubaki knew deep down inside that Agata Soujirou was a powerful person -the foundation which kept the whole student body firmly afloat.
That's why it came as some of a surprise when Agata actually raised his voice against someone, enough that the whole room fell dead silent. The treasurer wisely chose to exit along with some of the other board members, tossing Tsubaki a knowing look, which he chose not to over-analyze. At least, not at that moment. He would do so later in bed during his quiet, thinking hours which were generally dedicated to thinking about how he was going to improve the overall atmosphere of the school and what percentage of the budget should be allocated to the Society for the Appreciation of Irish Folk Dancing, otherwise known as SAIFD.
"Sorry," Agata murmured, rubbing his hand against the back of his neck with a sheepish look on his face. "I've just been stressed out studying for exams lately. Not that I really study all that much, but my parents-"
"I understand," Tsubaki cut him off, needing no further explanation.
If their president was in distress then he would perform his duty to make sure that Agata was in the right mental condition to lead the school …or give the orders to Tsubaki to lead the school.
Pushing his chair back with a heavy scrape across the floor, Tsubaki sank beneath the table, ignoring the undignified position for the sake of greater ambitions, fingers suddenly reaching for Agata's pants.
Agata jerked a bit, staring down at the vice president in surprise. " …What exactly are you doing down there?"
"You are incapable of doing anything in the current state you are in. As vice president, it is my utmost responsibility to assist you during your time of need." The sound of a zipper being pulled down echoed loudly in the now empty student council room. "Forgive my boldness, but this method has proven in the past to be very effective at getting you to relax."
Agata's eyes shifted around briefly before he sagged back in his chair and ran an awkward hand over Tsubaki's hair. "Uh…yeah, sure. Just don't announce it like that…"
Now that he'd received final approval, Tsubaki set to work, eyes narrowed in concentration as he rubbed fingers over the growing bulge in front of him. The cold of the linoleum floors seeped through his pants and touched his knees, and he listened intently to the way Agata's breathing increased, enjoying the rapid shift in tempo when he pulled the other boy's boxers down enough to free his erection.
Fingers closed around his hair, gripping unsteadily as Tsubaki just expired onto it, his own breath shaky. Admittedly, it wasn't just duty which compelled him, mouth sliding around flesh as his eyes slid shut. A part of him naturally respected the other boy, the way he gained the admiration of so many students for seemingly doing little at all. He was a boy truly worthy of his title.
The fingers tightened, jagged nails digging into his scalp when Tsubaki's mouth sank further down on him to simply take in the scent of sweat and skin. His own hands twisted around Agata's school pants, kneading the fabric between his fingers as he sucked on his cock, cheeks becoming hollow, making sure his saliva didn't drip out messily as it had done several times before.
Chancing a brief glance upwards, he watched Agata hunch over, skin flushed, lips parting, already close because they were still at that age, and even his own pants stretched uncomfortably, moisture staining his underwear the louder the president groaned. It was something that made his insides curl up suddenly, mouth working around the other boy's erection until his jaw ached, and he liked it most of all when hands slipped free from his hair, warm fingers snuggly closing around his ears. The feeling made the hair on his arms stand on end, lower body rocking forward subtly in some desperate attempt to relieve himself a bit.
Afterwards, when his tongue was still thick with the taste of his president's… his president, Tsubaki managed to rearrange his expression back into its usual severity, ignoring the pressure that still ached between his legs. "I hope you are more capable of executing your duties now that I have …eased the tension."
Agata blinked up at him with bleary eyes while yawning loudly, not bothering to cover his mouth. He looked both completely sated and thoroughly exhausted. "Actually…now I kind of want to take a nap."
Tsubaki's eyes widened, already mentally berating himself for his miscalculation. He refused to believe he'd let the school down by his irresponsible and slightly selfish actions. "That wasn't my inten-"
A hand fisted into the front of his shirt, yanking him down abruptly, and Agata gave him that lazy smile of his. "How about I do some of the work today…?" Another hand boldly popped open the front of his pants, and Tsubaki stilled, waiting patiently. Obediently.
"Just a little bit, though," he continued, "Not too much."
Title: Duty Calls
Rating: R
Pairing: Agata/Tsubaki
Prompt: "Finals" from funkybrewsta
Warnings: Smut; PWPish; Lack of sleep; un-betaed; awful failure; sorry =/
Author's Notes: Speedfic porn challenge for shinigamikender and me XD;
Tsubaki had never seen the Student Council President snap at anyone. He'd always been a congenial person, a relaxed smile permanently etched on his face. It was an attitude that belied the true supremacy of the Student Council, the entire weight of the school resting on his very shoulders. Tsubaki knew deep down inside that Agata Soujirou was a powerful person -the foundation which kept the whole student body firmly afloat.
That's why it came as some of a surprise when Agata actually raised his voice against someone, enough that the whole room fell dead silent. The treasurer wisely chose to exit along with some of the other board members, tossing Tsubaki a knowing look, which he chose not to over-analyze. At least, not at that moment. He would do so later in bed during his quiet, thinking hours which were generally dedicated to thinking about how he was going to improve the overall atmosphere of the school and what percentage of the budget should be allocated to the Society for the Appreciation of Irish Folk Dancing, otherwise known as SAIFD.
"Sorry," Agata murmured, rubbing his hand against the back of his neck with a sheepish look on his face. "I've just been stressed out studying for exams lately. Not that I really study all that much, but my parents-"
"I understand," Tsubaki cut him off, needing no further explanation.
If their president was in distress then he would perform his duty to make sure that Agata was in the right mental condition to lead the school …or give the orders to Tsubaki to lead the school.
Pushing his chair back with a heavy scrape across the floor, Tsubaki sank beneath the table, ignoring the undignified position for the sake of greater ambitions, fingers suddenly reaching for Agata's pants.
Agata jerked a bit, staring down at the vice president in surprise. " …What exactly are you doing down there?"
"You are incapable of doing anything in the current state you are in. As vice president, it is my utmost responsibility to assist you during your time of need." The sound of a zipper being pulled down echoed loudly in the now empty student council room. "Forgive my boldness, but this method has proven in the past to be very effective at getting you to relax."
Agata's eyes shifted around briefly before he sagged back in his chair and ran an awkward hand over Tsubaki's hair. "Uh…yeah, sure. Just don't announce it like that…"
Now that he'd received final approval, Tsubaki set to work, eyes narrowed in concentration as he rubbed fingers over the growing bulge in front of him. The cold of the linoleum floors seeped through his pants and touched his knees, and he listened intently to the way Agata's breathing increased, enjoying the rapid shift in tempo when he pulled the other boy's boxers down enough to free his erection.
Fingers closed around his hair, gripping unsteadily as Tsubaki just expired onto it, his own breath shaky. Admittedly, it wasn't just duty which compelled him, mouth sliding around flesh as his eyes slid shut. A part of him naturally respected the other boy, the way he gained the admiration of so many students for seemingly doing little at all. He was a boy truly worthy of his title.
The fingers tightened, jagged nails digging into his scalp when Tsubaki's mouth sank further down on him to simply take in the scent of sweat and skin. His own hands twisted around Agata's school pants, kneading the fabric between his fingers as he sucked on his cock, cheeks becoming hollow, making sure his saliva didn't drip out messily as it had done several times before.
Chancing a brief glance upwards, he watched Agata hunch over, skin flushed, lips parting, already close because they were still at that age, and even his own pants stretched uncomfortably, moisture staining his underwear the louder the president groaned. It was something that made his insides curl up suddenly, mouth working around the other boy's erection until his jaw ached, and he liked it most of all when hands slipped free from his hair, warm fingers snuggly closing around his ears. The feeling made the hair on his arms stand on end, lower body rocking forward subtly in some desperate attempt to relieve himself a bit.
Afterwards, when his tongue was still thick with the taste of his president's… his president, Tsubaki managed to rearrange his expression back into its usual severity, ignoring the pressure that still ached between his legs. "I hope you are more capable of executing your duties now that I have …eased the tension."
Agata blinked up at him with bleary eyes while yawning loudly, not bothering to cover his mouth. He looked both completely sated and thoroughly exhausted. "Actually…now I kind of want to take a nap."
Tsubaki's eyes widened, already mentally berating himself for his miscalculation. He refused to believe he'd let the school down by his irresponsible and slightly selfish actions. "That wasn't my inten-"
A hand fisted into the front of his shirt, yanking him down abruptly, and Agata gave him that lazy smile of his. "How about I do some of the work today…?" Another hand boldly popped open the front of his pants, and Tsubaki stilled, waiting patiently. Obediently.
"Just a little bit, though," he continued, "Not too much."