Fic: I Know You Know
Title: I Know You Know
Author: bubblegum-miley
Rating: soft NC-17
Word Count: ~700
Pairing: Neku/Joshua
Spoilers: After game
Disclaimer: Disclaimed~!
Summary: Joshua just wants Neku to say it...
Notes: Kind of a sequel to my story Organic. Written as a birthday gift for guiltycrown. Contains inspiration from many sources, most notably this and this song, and this author.
I Know You Know
“Breathe.”
“I can’t.”
“Yes you can, Josh,” Neku sighs between kisses.
“Just say it.”
“No.”
“Why not?” Joshua whines, and his voice is as irritating as always, despite his splayed legs and mussed hair.
Neku licks one pale thigh, and moves his fingers inside the other boy. Joshua moans quietly, but continues. “Neku, say it.”
He murmurs a quick “No,” before kissing Joshua on the lips again, the blond undulating underneath him.
He takes his time fingering until Joshua’s panting and momentarily distracted, then he pulls out slowly. It’s the point where he’s starting to get high and shed his skin and reach some new plane. Joshua must be in the same place, based on his frustrated pout and grappling hands. He pulls Neku up by the shoulders, and kisses him square on the mouth.
To have the miniature, wannabe God beneath him fills Neku with some strange manic swagger, and, as if he notices, which he probably does, Joshua chuckles at him.
The moment is languid and relaxed, something they only get to experience during sex or dark morning hours, and Neku is shivering on the vibe, upping and flying. It’s the second time today.
His hand is dripping with lube, and he’s slicking himself with a handjob, Joshua stroking his balls and purring something lewd.
“Come on, I-”
“Yeah.”
But before Neku can push himself in, and really be inside, Joshua is ruining things by not coming undone, and by saying, “Tell me.”
Neku can’t believe it; they’re actually going to argue during sex! Not that it was the first time it had happened or anything, but still.
He lets out a breath, and holds his cock in position between Joshua’s legs. Looking up at the other boy, he smiles. “Nope.”
And he pushes in slowly, slowly, letting the hole suck him him deeply, helped by the soft thrust of hips.
He pauses once he feels Joshua tighten around him, and he blows upwards to his fringe. “You okay?”
“Yes.”
“You sure?” Neku coos.
“Yes, darling! Get a move on it.”
And it’s Neku’s turn to chuckle. He adjusts, rides the high, thrusts into the bundle of nerves that makes Joshua scream and fall apart. All the while, Joshua meets him for each push, and mumbles, breath stolen, “Say it... say it.”
Neku ignores him, and wraps his arms over Joshua protectively. Although he knows that the Composer would never admit it, it’s a comforting, humanizing gesture Joshua adores. Neku revels in the knowledge. He mutters, “No way.”
Joshua leans back into Neku’s embrace, arches, and slides his hands down himself. The way he grabs his own cock and pulls, biting his lips and gasping, sends Neku into a tizzy, and his erection aches. His mind is overwhelmed with eroticism, and he speeds up accordingly.
The two of them meld, stuck together by sweat and lube, and through their kisses and touches, Neku can hear, no, feel Music flooding through him, thousands of prayers and dreams and thoughts arranged in a way as to be beautiful.
And some of them aren’t so lovely, but add to the effect. Deep inside, Neku knows the beauty of unbeauty, because he knows the Good of the Bad.
He hears Joshua inside his head. “Say it. You’re already thinking it.” The blond tugs at Neku’s hair a little too hard on purpose, and Neku growls. Man, he wants to smack that kid around sometimes.
But the Music is too loud, too consuming, so melodic. Everything flashes before his eyes; his life, playing dummy for Joshua’s snapshots, Joshua’s will.
“Josh, I, I--” Neku gasps, shivering with the waves and shaking with ecstasy.
“I know,” Joshua sighes out.
“I know you know.”
Joshua giggles.
--
I know you know that I’ll love you, all around the room
And I’ll dream all night to touch you the way I do
I know you know where I am when we lose eyes
You can feel me more than I can, just leave your mind
Author: bubblegum-miley
Rating: soft NC-17
Word Count: ~700
Pairing: Neku/Joshua
Spoilers: After game
Disclaimer: Disclaimed~!
Summary: Joshua just wants Neku to say it...
Notes: Kind of a sequel to my story Organic. Written as a birthday gift for guiltycrown. Contains inspiration from many sources, most notably this and this song, and this author.
I Know You Know
“Breathe.”
“I can’t.”
“Yes you can, Josh,” Neku sighs between kisses.
“Just say it.”
“No.”
“Why not?” Joshua whines, and his voice is as irritating as always, despite his splayed legs and mussed hair.
Neku licks one pale thigh, and moves his fingers inside the other boy. Joshua moans quietly, but continues. “Neku, say it.”
He murmurs a quick “No,” before kissing Joshua on the lips again, the blond undulating underneath him.
He takes his time fingering until Joshua’s panting and momentarily distracted, then he pulls out slowly. It’s the point where he’s starting to get high and shed his skin and reach some new plane. Joshua must be in the same place, based on his frustrated pout and grappling hands. He pulls Neku up by the shoulders, and kisses him square on the mouth.
To have the miniature, wannabe God beneath him fills Neku with some strange manic swagger, and, as if he notices, which he probably does, Joshua chuckles at him.
The moment is languid and relaxed, something they only get to experience during sex or dark morning hours, and Neku is shivering on the vibe, upping and flying. It’s the second time today.
His hand is dripping with lube, and he’s slicking himself with a handjob, Joshua stroking his balls and purring something lewd.
“Come on, I-”
“Yeah.”
But before Neku can push himself in, and really be inside, Joshua is ruining things by not coming undone, and by saying, “Tell me.”
Neku can’t believe it; they’re actually going to argue during sex! Not that it was the first time it had happened or anything, but still.
He lets out a breath, and holds his cock in position between Joshua’s legs. Looking up at the other boy, he smiles. “Nope.”
And he pushes in slowly, slowly, letting the hole suck him him deeply, helped by the soft thrust of hips.
He pauses once he feels Joshua tighten around him, and he blows upwards to his fringe. “You okay?”
“Yes.”
“You sure?” Neku coos.
“Yes, darling! Get a move on it.”
And it’s Neku’s turn to chuckle. He adjusts, rides the high, thrusts into the bundle of nerves that makes Joshua scream and fall apart. All the while, Joshua meets him for each push, and mumbles, breath stolen, “Say it... say it.”
Neku ignores him, and wraps his arms over Joshua protectively. Although he knows that the Composer would never admit it, it’s a comforting, humanizing gesture Joshua adores. Neku revels in the knowledge. He mutters, “No way.”
Joshua leans back into Neku’s embrace, arches, and slides his hands down himself. The way he grabs his own cock and pulls, biting his lips and gasping, sends Neku into a tizzy, and his erection aches. His mind is overwhelmed with eroticism, and he speeds up accordingly.
The two of them meld, stuck together by sweat and lube, and through their kisses and touches, Neku can hear, no, feel Music flooding through him, thousands of prayers and dreams and thoughts arranged in a way as to be beautiful.
And some of them aren’t so lovely, but add to the effect. Deep inside, Neku knows the beauty of unbeauty, because he knows the Good of the Bad.
He hears Joshua inside his head. “Say it. You’re already thinking it.” The blond tugs at Neku’s hair a little too hard on purpose, and Neku growls. Man, he wants to smack that kid around sometimes.
But the Music is too loud, too consuming, so melodic. Everything flashes before his eyes; his life, playing dummy for Joshua’s snapshots, Joshua’s will.
“Josh, I, I--” Neku gasps, shivering with the waves and shaking with ecstasy.
“I know,” Joshua sighes out.
“I know you know.”
Joshua giggles.
--
I know you know that I’ll love you, all around the room
And I’ll dream all night to touch you the way I do
I know you know where I am when we lose eyes
You can feel me more than I can, just leave your mind