RP Log: Momo and Ryoma

Jun 05, 2006 22:34

Who: Momo and Ryoma
When: Er. Considering everyone died, I'm gonna say this happened today. 8D Please to be ignoring the two month gap between this and the log that goes with it.
What: NC-17. Definite pr0n in here.



Scaling the Echizen household was something Momo was pretty good at, considering just how many times he'd done it. However, being that he was a little bigger than the last time he'd done it, he was surprised no one came running outside to see just who was stomping and stumbling on top of their house.

Reaching Ryoma's window, Momo pushed it open and stepped inside, careful not to knock anything over. Seeing his sleeping boyfriend, the spikey-haired teen smiled softly and approached the bed, leaning down to press a kiss to soft lips. "Ryoma?" He called softly, then kissed him again.

Stirring slightly in his sleep, Ryoma moaned quietly, his eyelashes fluttering. Something soft and warm had pressed against his lips, but his mind hadn't registered the kiss quite yet. "Mmm..." His tousled hair fell into his eyes as he turned his head to the side with a sigh. It was comfortable here, asleep...

Grinning softly, Momo reached up to run his fingers through Ryoma's hair, having missed simple things like this over the past week. "Ryoma, wake up." He whispered again.

"Nnn... fi' more mini'ts..." Ryoma murmured. "Karupin... stoppit..." He pulled the blankets up under his chin, stubbornly clinging to sleep.

"Oi oi..." Momo chuckled, tugging the blankets down. "It's not Karupin, silly." He punctuated this with yet another kiss, though this one much more loving and passionate then the previous.

Ryoma awoke more fully at that, his arms sliding up to drape over Momo's shoulders. "Mmm..." he sighed into the kiss, returning it sleepily this time.

Making a pleased sound, Momo brought both hands up, framing Ryoma's face as he nipped at his lips. "Tadaima." He murmured against them.

Blinking his eyes open, Ryoma focused in the dim moonlight on his boyfriend smiling down at him. For a moment, he simply enjoyed the closeness, then frowned as his mind came back to awareness. Sitting up, he shoved Momo back from him. "Oi! Where've you been, baka?"

Being shoved when you weren't expecting it was never pleasant, and Momo went tumbling off the bed with a strangled yelp. "Oi! What was that for?" He pouted, rubbing his butt.

Glaring down at him, Ryoma folded his arms. "That's for leaving for a week without telling me where you were going, jerk!" He'd been worried... Momo's cell phone had been off, and no one at school seemed to know where he was.

"I had to!" Momo stood up and crossed his arms, frowning. "If I told you where I was going, you would've wanted to come along, and my parents would've never agreed to let me stay up here. I did it for /you/, baka!"

Ryoma sat in dumbfounded silence, trying to absorb everything that Momo had just said. "You went to... without me.. and they..." His face lit up as the last bit sank in to his sleep-addled mind. "They said you can stay?"

Not able to help grinning, Momo nodded and moved back onto the bed, practically tackling Ryoma to the bed as he wrapped his arms tightly around his boyfriend's waist. "Aa. Looks like you're stuck with me for a while, Ryoma."

Ryoma gaped up at him, still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that Momo wasn't leaving... Momo could stay here... Momo was going to be with him...! He wanted to scream, wanted to laugh, wanted to cry... but they weren't alone in the house. So he settled for grabbing his boyfriend in a crushing grip and kissing him breathless.

Returning the kiss, Momo wrapped his arms tightly around his boyfriend, pulling him close and into his lap. "Guess you're happy?" He murmured against Ryoma's lips, a soft chuckle following.

Ryoma didn't bother replying to such an obvious question. Just shut up and kiss me, baka... Squirming to a more comfortable position, he grabbed the back of Momo's head, fingers tangling roughly in this spikey hair. His tongue demanded entrance into the other's mouth, and found no resistance.

Momo made a soft sound and eagerly parted his lips, his tongue pushing into Ryoma's mouth first, taking control of the kiss. God, he had missed this so much.

Shifting on Momo's lap again, Ryoma moved to straddle his hips, pressing against him desperately. After being so afraid that his boyfriend might be gone for good, the relief he felt was nearly overwhelming. He didn't care that his parents were downstairs. He didn't care that it was the middle of the night. All he knew was that he needed the other boy, needed him more than ever. "C'mon..." he whispered harshly, already pushing Momo's jacket off his shoulders.

"R-Ryoma!" Momo gasped in surprise, already knowing where this was going. He let the boy remove his jacket, then grabbed his arms gently, giving him a quick, but hungry kiss. "Your parents are downstairs..."

"Don't care," Ryoma growled against his lips, shoving his hand down to grasp the burgeoning erection he could feel in Momo's pants. "You've been gone a fucking week... now either we do this here, or you take me somewhere we can be alone." He squeezed him possessively.

Groaning, Momo couldn't help but arch towards Ryoma's hand, fingers tightening briefly on his arms. "Then...we go somewhere private." He managed to get out. "Don't wanna get caught."

Ryoma smirked down at him, then pulled away. He didn't want to move from right here, but he knew that Momo would make it worth his while. "All right." Crossing the room, deliberately swaying his hips, he bent over, stretching more than necessary to reach his shoes, then slipped them on one at a time. He pulled a jacked on over his pyjamas, then looked over his shoulder at his boyfriend. "Where are we going?"

Momo took a few deep breaths, then stood up, pulling his jacket on. "My place. Baa-chan and Jii-chan aren't home."

Ryoma nodded, moving toward the window. "Right." He grinned over at the other boy. "Think we'll make it that far?"

"That depends on how open you are to being screwed in a alley." Momo shot back, grinning and finding his eyes drawn to his boyfriend's backside.

Ryoma's grin spread wider. "And that's more private than here?" Hopping up on the windowsill, he prepared to shimmy down the drainpipe to the ground.

"No parents." He shrugged, following Ryoma out the window. Some quick maneuvering and he was on the ground, giving Ryoma an amused look. "...hey, wait a minute. Don't you have a guest house?"

Ryoma thought a moment, a puzzled look on his face before he smirked evilly. "No, but we do have the shrine... and it's pretty private."

"The shrine?" Momo considered it, and the reprocussions before smirking. "Lead the way, Ryo~ma."

Oh yes, this would be much better than having to wait to get to Momo's grandparents' house. Moving deliberately slowly, Ryoma lead the way to the shrine and unlatched the door at the rock base. Hell, his dad read porn on top of here, he wouldn't care that his son got laid inside, right?

Too slow, damnit. Reaching out, Momo gave a Ryoma's bum a quick pinch, then picked him up, pushing open the door and stepping inside. "Slow poke."

"Would rather have it fast, this time," Ryoma snarked. Wrapping his arms around Momo's shoulders, he ducked his head as they stepped inside the low building. He'd played hide-and-seek here as a very young boy, before going to America. Taking a deep breath, he inhaled the earthy, familiar scent. Squirming out of Momo's arms, he reached back and shut the door, leaving them in near-total darkness. A faint crack of moonlight showed around the wooden door, but it wasn't nearly enough to see. Feeling his way forward, he found Momo and dragged him down to the stone floor.

Standing up, Momo let out a yelp and immediately ducked back down, rubbing his head. He stumbled a little as Ryoma tugged him, and he purposely flopped onto his boyfriend, though carefully, so he wouldn't hurt him. "Here you are." He grinned, already tugging at clothing, wanting it out of the way.

Ryoma eagerly assisted Momo in removing his clothes, but had the foresight to spread the other's jacket on the ground to lie on. Stone was cold, and probably dirty. Impatiently, he pushed his hands up Momo's shirt, scraping his fingernails lightly over the toned muscles of his chest. Wrapping one leg over his lover's hip, he pulled him closer, groaning as his reawakening erection pressed against the other's. He rocked his hips slightly, then paused. "Hmm... did you bring... anything we can use?"

It was cold in the shrine, but damn if he wasn't burning up. Pressing down against his boyfriend, Momo groaned softly as he reawakened arousal pressed against Ryoma's, and he engaged the other in a deep kiss before answering, voice slightly breathless. "I've got hand lotion in my pocket." He murmured, hands traveling all over the other's body, as if trying to remember every curve.

"That works," Ryoma said with a grin. He wouldn't have minded going without, this time, he was that desperate... but the lotion made it better. Sliding one hand down, he nimbly undid the button and zipper on Momo's pands, then plunged his fingers inside, curling around the familiar, hard length within. "Want you..."

"God!" Momo couldn't help the cry as he felt Ryoma's fingers around him, hips jerking. Quickly, he pulled the hand lotion from his pocket and poured some into his hand, then moved them down, fingers probing between his boyfriend's legs. "Want you more..."

"Wanna... bet on that?" Ryoma's voice broke with a gasp as Momo's fingers found his sensitive entrance. Kicking his pyjama pants the rest of the way off, he spread his legs further, pulling his knees up to his chest to give the other better access.

Smirking, Momo pressed a finger inside, gently thrusting it. "Oh, I don't think we have to do that..." He teased, leaning down for a hard kiss.

Ryoma moaned into the kiss, relaxing his body under his lover's touch, even as tension built within him. "C'mon," he hissed through clenched teeth, desperate to feel the other boy inside. Their last time together had been fraught with tears, and they hadn't even been able to finish... this time was a celebration.

"Patience, Ryoma..." Momo murmured against his lover's lips, adding a second finger and pressing them deep. While he was probably as aroused as Ryoma, Momo didn't want to rush it. He wanted to be able to enjoy this.

"Fuck patience and me," Ryoma growled, using his legs to tug Momo forward. "We can take our time... later. Want you now..."

Momo rolled his eyes, but complied and removed his fingers, trying to find the lotion. "I don't want to hurt you." He pouted faintly, quickly pouring the cool gel into his hand and smoothing it over his arousal.

"You won't," Ryoma gasped. He was ready... he'd never been more ready in his life. Curling his back, he tightened his arms and legs around the other boy, drawing him down.

Allowing Ryoma to draw him down, Momo gave him a long look before nodding, positioning himself. "If you say so..." He said softly, before pressing forward, groaning as tight heat surrounded him.

Shuddering, Ryoma accepted Momo inside of him. The contrast of the searing heat penetrating him and the cool stone at his back caused him to shiver again, pulling his legs up higher to let Momo sink in deeper. He took several panting breaths, relaxing around his fullness... then rocked his hips up, wanting the other to move.

Momo stayed perfectly still, panting softly while his lover adjusted. It wasn't until he felt Ryoma move that he did, grasping his lover's hips and thrusting slowly, but deeply, wanting them both to enjoy it.

Ryoma's fingers dug into Momo's shoulders, pulling him closer. He needed to feel Momo, needed to know that he was real and here and he wasn't going to leave. His lover's slow, deep pace both thrilled and maddened him... he wanted more, harder, now, but he also wanted this to last. Fuck it... we'll do it again later... "H-harder..." he groaned.

Obliging, Momo tightened his hold on Ryoma's hips and thrusted harder, pressing deeper than before. "Missed this.." he managed to get out, shifting the angle of his hips.

Ryoma couldn't manage more than a gasped "Nnn..." in response, overwhelmed by the sensations flooding his body. Arching his back, he met Momo's intensified thrusts, moaning as each seemed to go deeper than the last. His cock pressed between their bodies, slick fluids leaking from the tip and coating their stomachs. Worming his hand down, Ryoma wrapped his hand around his own erection, stroking hard in time with Momo's thrusts.

Momo kept picking up the pace, each thrust growing faster, deeper, harder as his pleasure rose, knowing that the boy beneath him was just as aroused as he was. Leaning down, he engaged Ryoma in a hungry kiss, tongue pressing into his mouth to tangle with the others. So /close/...

"Ahh... ahh... " Ryoma moved his hand faster, hips rocking helplessly with Momo's hard movements. "Takeshi...!" he cried out, head and shoulders curling off the floor, waves of pleasure sweeping over him harder and faster, more... more... coalescing in one bright, hard point of light that suddenly... exploded. Throwing his head back, he didn't notice as it banged harshly against the stone floor. All he could feel was his lover inside him and his climax carrying him away.

It was only a moment later that Momo found himself spiraling over the edge. Thrusting deep, he let out a cry of pleasure as his climax washed over him. "Ryoma~!" Collapsing, he rested just to the side of Ryoma, feeling completely spent, but wonderfully sated.

Rolling over to rest on Momo's shoulder, Ryoma simply breahted heavily for a moment, reveling in the feeling of being close to his lover again. "So glad you're back," he murmured.

Turning his head a little, Momo kissed Ryoma's forehead, smiling and nodding. "Glad I'm back too." He said softly, wrapping an arm around his lover's waist.
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