18： Almost, but Not Quite, a JE ｘ Horipro Fanfiction
A Brief Background: Another drabble. Because evidently I talk to dalampasigan too much on GTalk and she makes me write the most stupid things really. |D AND HERE IT IS, DUDE. HNGGGHHH /dies of shame
Title: Almost, but Not Quite
Pairing: Yokoyama Yuu x Ishihara Satomi
Genre: awkward sexy times (!!!) /gassspp
Rating: R
Word Count: 378 words
Summary: In life, Yoko fails, and Satomi wins.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Now if Yoko and Satomi just had more scenes together in Hidarime Tantei EYE... >| /shakes fist at producers
Note: Unbeta-ed. AND TREAD WITH CAUTION because ugh I feel like a perv for posting what, three consecutive fics with sexual innuendos. ;A;
Her small whimpers are muffled against his lips as they continue to kiss, his hands trailing up her body and under the one piece dress she's wearing, kneading supple flesh and circling sensitive peaks while moving forward, trapping her between the couch's armrest and his body.
She arches further into him when his jeans brush against her upper thigh and she moves her hips, grinding.
This has Yuu hissing into their lip lock. He can feel himself throbbing down there, and seeing her soft pink frilly matching underwear isn't really helping. Instead he responds, leaning in closer (but mindful of her petite frame), left knee slipping in between her thighs to move them apart.
Her hands fish around behind him eagerly, slim fingers slipping into the pockets of his jeans and pulling a small silver package out, arms moving up and eyes opening to inspect what she's fished from his back pockets.
Yuu groans when Satomi breaks away from their kiss, and he nuzzles her neck affectionately.
"Yuu-kun," Satomi calls his attention, and he grunts, teeth now running against her soft skin and nibbling quietly, "this is expired," she finishes breathlessly.
This immediately prompts him to lean back, just enough to see her flushed face and her plump, reddish pink lips. "What?" He blinks, her words just registering in his hazy mind filled with red, racy images of what he wants to do with her right then and there.
"Expired," Satomi repeats, eyes looking at him as he inspects the square packet he's taken from her grasp.
Yuu mutters a string of cuss words as he runs a hand through his hair, thoroughly frustrated, a tint of red on his cheeks, before pushing himself back up to sit on the couch.
She follows him up though, a smile on her face as she, in turn, straddles his lap, throwing one leg at the other side of his thigh, giggling. "It's okay, Yuu-kun," she manages to say in between giggles, wiggling while sitting on him.
"D-Don't do that, Satomi," he croaks, though he lifts his hips up to brush his still raging erection against her heat. "I don't... We can't-"
Satomi gives him a kiss to silence him.
"I'm on the pill," she whispers against his lips, smiling.
～終わり～
Written 18 March 2011.
Title: Almost, but Not Quite
Pairing: Yokoyama Yuu x Ishihara Satomi
Genre: awkward sexy times (!!!) /gassspp
Rating: R
Word Count: 378 words
Summary: In life, Yoko fails, and Satomi wins.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Now if Yoko and Satomi just had more scenes together in Hidarime Tantei EYE... >| /shakes fist at producers
Note: Unbeta-ed. AND TREAD WITH CAUTION because ugh I feel like a perv for posting what, three consecutive fics with sexual innuendos. ;A;
Her small whimpers are muffled against his lips as they continue to kiss, his hands trailing up her body and under the one piece dress she's wearing, kneading supple flesh and circling sensitive peaks while moving forward, trapping her between the couch's armrest and his body.
She arches further into him when his jeans brush against her upper thigh and she moves her hips, grinding.
This has Yuu hissing into their lip lock. He can feel himself throbbing down there, and seeing her soft pink frilly matching underwear isn't really helping. Instead he responds, leaning in closer (but mindful of her petite frame), left knee slipping in between her thighs to move them apart.
Her hands fish around behind him eagerly, slim fingers slipping into the pockets of his jeans and pulling a small silver package out, arms moving up and eyes opening to inspect what she's fished from his back pockets.
Yuu groans when Satomi breaks away from their kiss, and he nuzzles her neck affectionately.
"Yuu-kun," Satomi calls his attention, and he grunts, teeth now running against her soft skin and nibbling quietly, "this is expired," she finishes breathlessly.
This immediately prompts him to lean back, just enough to see her flushed face and her plump, reddish pink lips. "What?" He blinks, her words just registering in his hazy mind filled with red, racy images of what he wants to do with her right then and there.
"Expired," Satomi repeats, eyes looking at him as he inspects the square packet he's taken from her grasp.
Yuu mutters a string of cuss words as he runs a hand through his hair, thoroughly frustrated, a tint of red on his cheeks, before pushing himself back up to sit on the couch.
She follows him up though, a smile on her face as she, in turn, straddles his lap, throwing one leg at the other side of his thigh, giggling. "It's okay, Yuu-kun," she manages to say in between giggles, wiggling while sitting on him.
"D-Don't do that, Satomi," he croaks, though he lifts his hips up to brush his still raging erection against her heat. "I don't... We can't-"
Satomi gives him a kiss to silence him.
"I'm on the pill," she whispers against his lips, smiling.
～終わり～
Written 18 March 2011.