"Sweet Kisses"
A fanfiction I wrote a while back. (I wrote many haven't posted any yet. I'll start now, But with this one first.) "Sweet Kisses, unspoiled sheets" is the title.
Rating: PG-14, for eh lime-ish material. Stops short of lemon.
Pairing: TxT
Summary: Basically Takki's a horny perv and Tsubasa is being anal and spoiled. Lol enjoy! ^^
"Sweet Kisses, spoiled sheets"
“Mpmh…I don’t want my sheets spoiled…” whispered Tsubasa softly against Hideaki’s mouth.
Hideaki stole another kiss as he pressed his body harder against a squirming Tsubasa. The burning heat between them was overwhelming, and Hideaki did not plan on stopping because of some sheets.
“Hide-kun…” Tsubasa said as he tried to break free from his lover’s passionate grip. Hands were now exploring his body underneath the shirt he was wearing, and lips were nibbling endlessly at his neck. He sighed in pleasure, but at the same time tried to maneuver out from underneath his partner. Even when it all felt so good.
“Hide-kun….stop it…wait…”
“You haven’t stopped talking since we started…” Hideaki murmured and continued sucking on Tsubasa’s neck.
‘Ahh, no marks!’ A panicked Tsubasa used all his strength and pushed Hideaki away from him, only inches apart. In return he got a surprised look.
“What do you expect? I’m having an appearance tomorrow. I can’t afford…marks on me.” Tsubasa sat up and started fixing his shirt and hair.
Hideaki huffed. He was far too horny to stop. “Oh come on, I was being careful…lets finished this.” He smiled, leaned in for a kiss, but was greeted with a gentle shove to the chest, stopping him. He frowned.
With his best parental voice, Tsuabasa said, “No. I just washed the blankets this morning. No way I’m soiling them again.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Hideaki said with exasperation.
“No I’m not. You know how I am. I told you, we shoulda stayed at your apartment.” He paused. “But we can do it on the couch?”
“You’re such a tease.” Hideaki said with a smirk, and mockingly consented. “All right, we can do it on the couch.”
Tsubasa grinned victoriously as he grabbed his lover’s wrist and playfully tugged him into the next room. He hoped he didn’t upset his friend. Well there was no upsetting Hideaki. After all he was still getting what he wanted.
“You and your sheets. What’s the matter if we spoil them with our love anyway?” Hideaki made a heart shape with both his hands, tilting his head doing his best pout.
Tsubada replied, “I’ll pretend you didn’t say that.”
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“The springs…ah…wait.” Tsubasa readjusted himself until he was comfortable. “Okay, better.” He threw his arms back around his partner’s neck and recaptured the eager lips waiting for him.
The two embraced passionately, arms rubbing on bunched cloth and skin, casting devious glances at one another as their tongues flicked in and out of each other’s cheeks. The cloud of warmth and passion that swarmed around their bodies grew in heat and intensity as the two relished in their mutual elation. Hideaki attempted to mop sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. The heat was getting to him.
While still deep in the haze of passion, Hideaki snagged a handful of Tsubasa’s shirt, pulling it off.
“Mmmm…wait…” Tsubasa mumbled.
“No…” Hideaki promptly said before trailing kisses down Tsubasa’s collarbone towards chest. He was way too hot and heavy to stop. The perspiration on their skin said it all. His jeans weren’t doing any good either. He had a growing tent that was not comfortable down there. In a hasty action, he sat up and began to unbutton his pants, keeping his eyes trained on a very hot, disheveled Tsubasa in between his legs.
Tsubasa laughed. “You are so funny.” He brushed a few sweaty bangs out of his face. “So impatient.”
“Don’t tell me.” Hideaki began breathlessly as he got his zipper down. “That you don’t want to spoil your couch too. Is that it?”
Tsubasa laughed. “No, I was going to ask you if we could move to the floor. These springs are giving my back hell.”
“Wha..?” Hide-kun said with surprise. Before he knew it, he was on the floor, pants halfway down, with the wind half knocked out of him. Thank goodness the floor was carpeted.
“Itai! Tsubasa!” Hideaki cried. He was ready to sit up but Tsubasa pounced on him, sitting down on his lap, putting pressure on his erection. Hideaki moaned with pleasure. His eyes fluttered to the back of his head as waves of electricity passed through his every muscle. Tsubasa grinned as he saw Hideaki shudder, and wiggled in his lap until he squirmed. Hideaki moaned with pleasure.
Hideaki closed his eyes and brought his hands to Tsubasa’s waist. He wrinkled his brows and noticed that his lover still had his pants on. “Take them off.” He demanded.
Tsubasa grinned. “Nah, I’m having more fun just teasing you.” He began to wiggle, driving Hideaki insane. Hideaki lifted his hips in response, rubbing up against Tsubasa’s crotch.
“God, Tsubasa…” Hideaki gasped. “Feels so good."
“I’m glad you think so.” Tsubasa slyly slipped his hands down to the edges of Hideaki’s black briefs tugging at them teasingly.
Hideaki licked his lips in anticipation. Tsubasa’s hand crept inside gradually, too much for Hideaki, who began to squirm impatiently.
“Where could little Hideaki be…ep! There he is.” Tsubasa wrapped his long fingers around the prize, getting a satisfied moan in response. He slid off his partners lap to sit on the side; hand still occupied, and soon began to stroke.
Eyes closed, Hideaki sighed in pleasure. “Feels…so good…take the pants off…”
Tsubasa obliged, stopped what he was doing, and with the help of his partner began removing the jeans and underwear. Soon after Hideaki was completely naked, Tsubasa’s attempt at oral was soon foiled when he was swiftly knocked down on his back with a very excited Hideaki on top of him.
“Takizawa-san…” Tsubasa scolded.
“Mmm…what?” Hideaki began to nibble on Tsubasa’s tanned chest.
“You could’ve warned me first.”
“But your so edible right now Imai-san.”
Tsubasa laughed lightly. “Your hopeless.” He shivered a little as Hideaki swiveled his tongue along one of his nipples. He dragged his hand along Hideaki’s back and into his brown hair, encouraging him more. He wasn’t feeling too comfortable in his pants anymore, but…
“Hide-kun…”
No answer to that Hideaki was busy trailing his tongue down to Tsubasa’s navel and soon started unbuttoning his pants.
Tsubasa reopened his eyes, irritated that he was ignored. “Hide-kun!”
“Not again…” Hideaki freed all the buttons began his crusade in Tsubasa’s pants of fully interrupted by Tsubasa’s sitting up, almost knocking his eye out with his knee.
Hideaki stared at his partner desperately. “Yes oh gracious one?”
Tsubasa giggled and said, “Gracious one? I’m honored. I was wondering if we could move somewhere else?” Tsubasa put up two arms to block out a possible hit from his lover, but there was none.
“Oi! How about the laundry room, or the closet, or the great outdoors,” Hideaki said sarcastically. Slightly whining he finally said, “Tsubasa…”
“Don’t be like this,” Tsubasa placed both hands on both Takki’s shoulders. “I’m just paranoid that I’ll get dirty.” He smiled innocently, blinking a couple of times at that.
“But you just cleaned the floor today, what else…mmph.” Tsubasa’s lips caught him of guard, capturing him into a chaste kiss. Before he could wrap his arms around his partner, Tsubasa quickly withdrew not even savoring the moment.
“Can we…since I think I’m dirty…how about.” Tsubasa nudged his head over to the bathroom.
“The shower!” Hideaki finished for him. “Absolutely.” He grabbed Tsubasa’s arm and dragged him there.
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Glaring intensely at Tsubasa, Hideaki softly pushed Tsubasa against the wet tile wall inside the shower stall. Tsubasa just grinned amused at how serious his friend was about having him. He was flattered, but he also wondered if this was normal for people to be this determined to have sex. Maybe normal for Hideaki.
The shower was on full blast behind Hideaki's back, the warm water pelted him a little, but his full attention was on Tsubasa.
Hideaki moved in and bought their lips together in a passionate, heated kiss. Tsubasa’s hands crept up Hideaki’s slick back and moaned in pleasure.
“Hide…” Hideaki pressed himself harder against Tsubasa.
“Ssshh…”
“Hide-kun…” Tsubasa detached his mouth away and stared back at his partner who was still in a mist of passion.
“What now…what now?” Hideaki asked impatiently.
“I’m hungry.”
Hideaki’s face fell. “Wha…?”
“Hehe, you see all this moving around, made me hungry…” Tsubasa watched as a bunch of mixed emotions overflowing his partners face. He knew he was torturing him, but that was the fun part about it. Of course he would give Hideaki what he wanted, but it was always fun to build up the sexual tension between them.
Hideaki just stood there.
“After…” Tsubasa sighed. ‘I guess maybe this once…I’ll give in early.’ “…We finish this.” He rested a hand on his partner’s cheek and traced it down towards his lips.
Hideaki laughed, “Heh." I wasn’t even going to go through with your request this time Imai-san.”
Tsubasa smirked. “Oh really.”
Rating: PG-14, for eh lime-ish material. Stops short of lemon.
Pairing: TxT
Summary: Basically Takki's a horny perv and Tsubasa is being anal and spoiled. Lol enjoy! ^^
"Sweet Kisses, spoiled sheets"
“Mpmh…I don’t want my sheets spoiled…” whispered Tsubasa softly against Hideaki’s mouth.
Hideaki stole another kiss as he pressed his body harder against a squirming Tsubasa. The burning heat between them was overwhelming, and Hideaki did not plan on stopping because of some sheets.
“Hide-kun…” Tsubasa said as he tried to break free from his lover’s passionate grip. Hands were now exploring his body underneath the shirt he was wearing, and lips were nibbling endlessly at his neck. He sighed in pleasure, but at the same time tried to maneuver out from underneath his partner. Even when it all felt so good.
“Hide-kun….stop it…wait…”
“You haven’t stopped talking since we started…” Hideaki murmured and continued sucking on Tsubasa’s neck.
‘Ahh, no marks!’ A panicked Tsubasa used all his strength and pushed Hideaki away from him, only inches apart. In return he got a surprised look.
“What do you expect? I’m having an appearance tomorrow. I can’t afford…marks on me.” Tsubasa sat up and started fixing his shirt and hair.
Hideaki huffed. He was far too horny to stop. “Oh come on, I was being careful…lets finished this.” He smiled, leaned in for a kiss, but was greeted with a gentle shove to the chest, stopping him. He frowned.
With his best parental voice, Tsuabasa said, “No. I just washed the blankets this morning. No way I’m soiling them again.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Hideaki said with exasperation.
“No I’m not. You know how I am. I told you, we shoulda stayed at your apartment.” He paused. “But we can do it on the couch?”
“You’re such a tease.” Hideaki said with a smirk, and mockingly consented. “All right, we can do it on the couch.”
Tsubasa grinned victoriously as he grabbed his lover’s wrist and playfully tugged him into the next room. He hoped he didn’t upset his friend. Well there was no upsetting Hideaki. After all he was still getting what he wanted.
“You and your sheets. What’s the matter if we spoil them with our love anyway?” Hideaki made a heart shape with both his hands, tilting his head doing his best pout.
Tsubada replied, “I’ll pretend you didn’t say that.”
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“The springs…ah…wait.” Tsubasa readjusted himself until he was comfortable. “Okay, better.” He threw his arms back around his partner’s neck and recaptured the eager lips waiting for him.
The two embraced passionately, arms rubbing on bunched cloth and skin, casting devious glances at one another as their tongues flicked in and out of each other’s cheeks. The cloud of warmth and passion that swarmed around their bodies grew in heat and intensity as the two relished in their mutual elation. Hideaki attempted to mop sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. The heat was getting to him.
While still deep in the haze of passion, Hideaki snagged a handful of Tsubasa’s shirt, pulling it off.
“Mmmm…wait…” Tsubasa mumbled.
“No…” Hideaki promptly said before trailing kisses down Tsubasa’s collarbone towards chest. He was way too hot and heavy to stop. The perspiration on their skin said it all. His jeans weren’t doing any good either. He had a growing tent that was not comfortable down there. In a hasty action, he sat up and began to unbutton his pants, keeping his eyes trained on a very hot, disheveled Tsubasa in between his legs.
Tsubasa laughed. “You are so funny.” He brushed a few sweaty bangs out of his face. “So impatient.”
“Don’t tell me.” Hideaki began breathlessly as he got his zipper down. “That you don’t want to spoil your couch too. Is that it?”
Tsubasa laughed. “No, I was going to ask you if we could move to the floor. These springs are giving my back hell.”
“Wha..?” Hide-kun said with surprise. Before he knew it, he was on the floor, pants halfway down, with the wind half knocked out of him. Thank goodness the floor was carpeted.
“Itai! Tsubasa!” Hideaki cried. He was ready to sit up but Tsubasa pounced on him, sitting down on his lap, putting pressure on his erection. Hideaki moaned with pleasure. His eyes fluttered to the back of his head as waves of electricity passed through his every muscle. Tsubasa grinned as he saw Hideaki shudder, and wiggled in his lap until he squirmed. Hideaki moaned with pleasure.
Hideaki closed his eyes and brought his hands to Tsubasa’s waist. He wrinkled his brows and noticed that his lover still had his pants on. “Take them off.” He demanded.
Tsubasa grinned. “Nah, I’m having more fun just teasing you.” He began to wiggle, driving Hideaki insane. Hideaki lifted his hips in response, rubbing up against Tsubasa’s crotch.
“God, Tsubasa…” Hideaki gasped. “Feels so good."
“I’m glad you think so.” Tsubasa slyly slipped his hands down to the edges of Hideaki’s black briefs tugging at them teasingly.
Hideaki licked his lips in anticipation. Tsubasa’s hand crept inside gradually, too much for Hideaki, who began to squirm impatiently.
“Where could little Hideaki be…ep! There he is.” Tsubasa wrapped his long fingers around the prize, getting a satisfied moan in response. He slid off his partners lap to sit on the side; hand still occupied, and soon began to stroke.
Eyes closed, Hideaki sighed in pleasure. “Feels…so good…take the pants off…”
Tsubasa obliged, stopped what he was doing, and with the help of his partner began removing the jeans and underwear. Soon after Hideaki was completely naked, Tsubasa’s attempt at oral was soon foiled when he was swiftly knocked down on his back with a very excited Hideaki on top of him.
“Takizawa-san…” Tsubasa scolded.
“Mmm…what?” Hideaki began to nibble on Tsubasa’s tanned chest.
“You could’ve warned me first.”
“But your so edible right now Imai-san.”
Tsubasa laughed lightly. “Your hopeless.” He shivered a little as Hideaki swiveled his tongue along one of his nipples. He dragged his hand along Hideaki’s back and into his brown hair, encouraging him more. He wasn’t feeling too comfortable in his pants anymore, but…
“Hide-kun…”
No answer to that Hideaki was busy trailing his tongue down to Tsubasa’s navel and soon started unbuttoning his pants.
Tsubasa reopened his eyes, irritated that he was ignored. “Hide-kun!”
“Not again…” Hideaki freed all the buttons began his crusade in Tsubasa’s pants of fully interrupted by Tsubasa’s sitting up, almost knocking his eye out with his knee.
Hideaki stared at his partner desperately. “Yes oh gracious one?”
Tsubasa giggled and said, “Gracious one? I’m honored. I was wondering if we could move somewhere else?” Tsubasa put up two arms to block out a possible hit from his lover, but there was none.
“Oi! How about the laundry room, or the closet, or the great outdoors,” Hideaki said sarcastically. Slightly whining he finally said, “Tsubasa…”
“Don’t be like this,” Tsubasa placed both hands on both Takki’s shoulders. “I’m just paranoid that I’ll get dirty.” He smiled innocently, blinking a couple of times at that.
“But you just cleaned the floor today, what else…mmph.” Tsubasa’s lips caught him of guard, capturing him into a chaste kiss. Before he could wrap his arms around his partner, Tsubasa quickly withdrew not even savoring the moment.
“Can we…since I think I’m dirty…how about.” Tsubasa nudged his head over to the bathroom.
“The shower!” Hideaki finished for him. “Absolutely.” He grabbed Tsubasa’s arm and dragged him there.
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Glaring intensely at Tsubasa, Hideaki softly pushed Tsubasa against the wet tile wall inside the shower stall. Tsubasa just grinned amused at how serious his friend was about having him. He was flattered, but he also wondered if this was normal for people to be this determined to have sex. Maybe normal for Hideaki.
The shower was on full blast behind Hideaki's back, the warm water pelted him a little, but his full attention was on Tsubasa.
Hideaki moved in and bought their lips together in a passionate, heated kiss. Tsubasa’s hands crept up Hideaki’s slick back and moaned in pleasure.
“Hide…” Hideaki pressed himself harder against Tsubasa.
“Ssshh…”
“Hide-kun…” Tsubasa detached his mouth away and stared back at his partner who was still in a mist of passion.
“What now…what now?” Hideaki asked impatiently.
“I’m hungry.”
Hideaki’s face fell. “Wha…?”
“Hehe, you see all this moving around, made me hungry…” Tsubasa watched as a bunch of mixed emotions overflowing his partners face. He knew he was torturing him, but that was the fun part about it. Of course he would give Hideaki what he wanted, but it was always fun to build up the sexual tension between them.
Hideaki just stood there.
“After…” Tsubasa sighed. ‘I guess maybe this once…I’ll give in early.’ “…We finish this.” He rested a hand on his partner’s cheek and traced it down towards his lips.
Hideaki laughed, “Heh." I wasn’t even going to go through with your request this time Imai-san.”
Tsubasa smirked. “Oh really.”