IT'S HARUNA'S BIRTHDAY Y'ALL

[todaythesamesky]

(Okay, so I'm still in the midst of my unofficial semi-hiatus, but I had to come out of the woodwork for this, because IT IS HARUNA'S BIRTHDAY and that is all kinds of important.)

Thus, to celebrate, I announce

HARUNA'S BIRTHDAY SPECTACULAR FLASH ROUND ROBIN COMMENTFIC FEST

One day of Haruna-specific abandon! (YES I KNOW I STARTED AN HOUR LATE BUT

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DEAR GOD THIS IS THE BEST IDEA EVER

[1010nabulation]

Was there anything else he required? Really, Akimaru should know better. Haruna was just getting started.

“After you pop out of the cake, you have to sing me Happy Birthday,” Haruna declared.

Akimaru paused in his note-taking and looked up, a wary look on his face. “Happy Birthday.”

Haruna nodded, really having trouble holding back that ‘duh’ now. “Yes, Happy Birthday; what else would you sing?” He gave in to his exasperation just a little and rolled his eyes at Akimaru.

“It’s a good choice, I just thought… it’s a really reasonable request.” The way he said reasonable made it sound like he was surprised, even pleasantly so. Akimaru cleared his throat and looked like he was maybe trying not to laugh. The corners of his mouth were twitching like he wanted to smile.

What the hell was so funny; every one of Haruna’s requests had been reasonable. He never made a single unreasonable request. For instance, he hadn’t asked Akimaru to hire Beyonce to sing at his party even though he really wanted to. It’d be unreasonable since this was supposed to be a small, private affair after all.

“Oh, and sing it like Marilyn Monroe, you know, all breathy and like you mean it. Maybe you should wear a billowy white skirt for that part…” Haruna looked critically at Akimaru, considering. The look on Akimaru’s face now made him smirk. The almost-laughter was gone; he had this weird grimace going on instead. Sparkles he’d do, but not a skirt? Akimaru was just no fun at all.

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"A skirt." Akimaru sighed again, and really it was kind of insulting, the way he kept doing that. "Ribbons, tasteful hooker glitter, and a skirt. Anything else while I'm at it?"

Haruna felt he ought to be the one sighing, given that he had to deal with someone so thick-headed. "The skirt is just for singing Happy Birthday. You can take it off after."

"Take it off?" Akimaru asked, like Haruna had mispronounced or something, which obviously he hadn't. Sometimes Akimaru was so tiresome.

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[herongale]

"Yes," Haruna said, going over to grab Akimaru by the hand and pull him over to the couch, sitting down and then tugging Akimaru down until he was comfortably settled into Haruna's lap. He should have done it like this from the beginning. "Then you are going to do a sexy yet tasteful dance for my enjoyment."

As anticipated, having Akimaru at his mercy put Akimaru into a far more agreeable state. "Uh..." Akimaru said, obviously distracted by Haruna's supreme sexiness, "...setting aside the tasteful for a second, I'm not sure what kind of sexy dances you think I'm capable of doing. Mostly I've only ever danced at clubs before..."

Haruna hardly wanted to be reminded of that! But Akimaru's body was pleasant and warm and so of course he started stroking up under his shirt, and kindly ignored the club commentary. "Simple as pie. Go take lessons or something."

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"Um," Akimaru said, closing his eyes in response to Haruna's awesome caressing skills, "your party is tonight. How am I-- ah-- Haruna--"

It was so delightful, the way Haruna was now able to render Akimaru speechless with a bit of simple touching. Apparently Akimaru realized this, because he gave up on trying to talk and leaned down to press his lips to Haruna's instead.

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[herongale]

Which was really nice-- normally Haruna would kiss back, taking advantage of all the boyfriend benefits which meant that Akimaru belonged to him, body and soul (and glasses)-- but today was his very important birthday and so he didn't want to get too sidetracked.

Besides, Akimaru was probably trying to trick Haruna into letting him wear clothes for the party. So Haruna let himself kiss back, but only a little, only enough to get Akimaru to squirm deliciously in Haruna's lap.

"Theoretically, I could teach you," Haruna said, after moving his lips out of kissing range, turning his head to the side. "I am a very sexy dancer." Somehow Akimaru had gotten one of his hands down Haruna's pants, which was extremely tricky of him to sneak in that kind of groping mid-kiss, but after some consideration Haruna decided to allow Akimaru to casually fondle the merchandise, since that would probably help inspire him in his sexy dancing later. "But really, all you need to do is move slow and show off your body sexily. To some sexy music. I'm sure even you can manage that."

[1010nabulation]

“You think I could?” Akimaru asked, starting to blush with a small smile on his freshly-kissed lips. It was not cute; nothing he did could be considered cute ever, especially with his hand still down Haruna’s pants. Sneaky perverts could not be cute.

“Yeah. I know you’re not used to being called competent, but you’re not totally incapable of getting things right once in a while.” Haruna smiled and pulled one of his hands out from Akimaru’s shirt to give his cheek a pat. Even he had to admit that in the ‘sexy’ department Akimaru wasn’t half bad, though he truly hated to think why that was. So there’d been some unexpected benefits, side effects really, to Akimaru’s former slutdom… it didn’t mean Haruna had to approve. “Make that once in a very long while.”

“So I still might need a lesson,” Akimaru said, turning his head to kiss Haruna’s palm, which was cheating. Especially when his tongue darted out and he licked one of Haruna’s fingers before drawing it into his mouth.

[herongale]

Sometimes, just sometimes, Haruna wished he was a soccer superstar on top of being a baseball superstar, because then he could pull a yellow card out of his pocket and wave it in Akimaru's stupid face. "Objection," Haruna murmured, aiming to sound pointed and accustatory but having it come out weirdly soft and gentle. "Unsportsman-like conduct."

... Which was the best he could do. Akimaru continued to suck gently on Haruna's finger, sexing it up in some weird Akimaru-esque fashion, and although it was stupid and Akimaru was stupid and his stupid face was stupid, and therefore Haruna should be laughing in Akimaru's face for pulling such an obvious distraction ploy, he found himself heating up instead. He wasn't blushing though. He didn't blush the way stupid Akimaru often did.

And he felt oddly constrained in some way, what with Akimaru stroking up and down the shaft of his dick, making him hard, making him squirm, all while Akimaru continued to make stupid love to his finger, and so Haruna bit his lip and then tried not to moan as he said "unfair, unfair..." in a voice way too quiet and subdued to his own ear. Forget about the yellow card. This was probably red card worthy behavior.

"Will you?" The evil Akimaru asked, prodding, voice almost as soft as Haruna's although for very different reasons.

[1010nabulation]

Oh so unfair. Haruna wasn’t sure exactly how he wanted to answer that-usually it’d be more fun to say no, but then stupid evil Akimaru would probably keep doing what he was doing, which-okay-felt really good, but the party hadn’t even started yet! He couldn’t have it ending before it even began. This was his Awesome Birthday Sex Fest, after all. He should be the one in control. There was only one thing for it.

“Yes!” Haruna gasped, which he wouldn’t have done if dumb Akimaru hadn’t sucked particularly hard on his finger while stroking his dick just so. “But you have to… you have to…”

Slowly, oh so slowly, Akimaru pulled away, Haruna’s finger leaving his mouth with a soft, wet noise. “Anything.”

[herongale]

"What?" It was super hard to remember what he'd been about to say while Akimaru continued to play with Haruna's dick and balls, especially since Akimaru was reaching around with his other hand and teasing his fingers under the waistband at the back of his pants, dipping down into the curve of his ass.

For some ungodly, unholy reason, Akimaru especially enjoyed toying around with him back there. Haruna felt himself rock forward to press against Akimaru's searching hand one way, and then back to press into his other searching hand the other way, and it felt so good that he did it again, rocking back and forth, that asshole Akimaru grinning like the total dick he was, forget the fact that Akimaru was sort of panting and gasping a little now too.

"No sex right now!" Haruna managed to blurt out, which was probably the gist of what he'd been intending to say. "Not. Yet!"

[1010nabulation]

Perfect example of ‘do as I say, not as I do’, as Haruna punctuated his last words with a bit more helpless thrusting.

Abruptly, Akimaru stopped moving, one hand wrapped motionless around Haruna’s hot cock and the other stilling just beneath his waistband at the very junction of his perfect ass. He would have been following directions, except he was not exactly motionless or still-the bastard was torturing Haruna. One finger was rubbing slow but undoubtedly deliberate circles on a very sensitive part of the underside of his dick. There were also feather-light fingertips brushing the swell of his ass sending thrills up his spine.

“I can’t give you an early present?” Akimaru’s voice was soft, breathy, hopeful--sweet, except that he was speaking with a serpent’s tongue! Tempting Haruna like that.

[herongale]

The thing was, Haruna had specifically abstained from sex for one whole week in anticipation of tonight's festivities, wanting to build up his reserves. This was a technique Takaya had told him about (in that roundabout lame way Takaya had of discussing sex and sex-related things), some kind of Tantric sex or something, and if he gave in now that would maybe ruin everything.

On the other hand, he really, really, really liked being turned on. It was like a paradoxical diabolical dilemma.

"Mrrrmmmm... gaaaaagghhh.... Akimaruu, no! No coming! No!"

Not the most coherent thing he'd ever said, but just about all he could manage. Making a satisfyingly disappointed little sequence of noises of his own, Akimaru slowly pulled his hands out from Haruna's pants, and everything that was warm and moist and erect down there just kind of ached with wet, slick longing.

Akimaru then made as if to get up out of Haruna's lap, but that would be too much, and entirely unacceptable... Haruna practically punched Akimaru back into the couch, shoving Akimaru down roughly and smothering him with his body, trying to make himself glare when all he really wanted to do was stare and drink Akimaru in and sexily laugh at him in his mind, since down deep Akimaru was such a total loser and yet Haruna loved him, he loved him, he just couldn't fucking help loving him, the asshole.

"This. Is. My. Birthday," Haruna grinded out, wanting to make his point entirely clear. "Not until the cake!"

[1010nabulation]

Even though Akimaru was thoroughly pinned down and not moving or making any special effort to touch Haruna or further complicate things, the low, needy groan he made had Haruna wanting to hurt him (and do other things that were probably no less painful but much more sexy). The dick would probably like that though. In fact he thought he felt Akimaru’s hard cock give a twitch where it was now pressed against his thigh, probably just because Haruna’s voice was that amazingly sexy even when he wasn’t trying at all. One more time Haruna narrowed his eyes. "Kyouhei." He meant it to be a warning, but there was a pleading note in there that, on second thought, Haruna decided wasn't there at all.

It worked. Akimaru quieted, bit his lip, and nodded. "Motoki," he breathed. "Okay. No coming. Promise. But..."

"No! No buts!"

"But!" Akimaru persisted like a persistent ass, continuing to butt in even as Haruna opened his mouth to protest. "I still need a dancing lesson."

[herongale]

"Is everything ready for the party already?" Haruna asked, trying to will the throbbing sensation in his cock to stop since they weren't doing anything besides being all pressed up against each other (and Akimaru's dick was sadly still totally there, and still totally hard, and so was therefore still totally fucking distracting).

Once Haruna realised that he was about to be leaking fucking pre-come in a second if he didn't fucking do something, he hastily let Akimaru go and got off him and went over to go open the window and let some of the refreshing May 24th air in to cool his face. He put his hands behind his back in the manner of some sexy executive CEO and tried to adopt a stony, reproving manner.

But in a flash Akimaru was like, totally waltzing up behind him and putting his arms around Haruna's waist, a hugging-from-behind gesture which meant that Akimaru was having forbidden fantasies involving Haruna's nonexistent cuteness and worse, was destroying the awesome CEO pose, and Haruna could just scream. He could totally just scream. But that wasn't manly, so all he did was grimace grunt a little, affectedly. "Well?" he prodded, feeling rather irritable all of the sudden.

"Just about," Akimaru murmured, and that asshole started kissing the back of Haruna's neck, which did not help deflate Haruna's unwanted erection one single bit.

Was 'just about' good enough? Only for lazy unemployed wannabe hippie drifters like Akimaru! "Get it all 100% ready, including sexy red ribbons and sexy sparkle body glitter, then we'll talk."

[1010nabulation]

For an unreasonably long moment Akimaru didn’t say anything, although he did hum in supposed agreement. But then he started sucking at the junction of Haruna’s neck and shoulder. And if Haruna was tilting his head a bit it wasn’t to allow Akimaru better access… no, really, it was so he could more easily reach back and punch Akimaru in the face to make him stop doing such infuriatingly sexy things to him when he’d made it abundantly clear already that now was not the time.

“I swear if you don’t stop now…” Haruna said, voice low and threatening in a breathy sort of way, “I’m not letting you come tonight.”

“… To the party?” Akimaru asked, lips brushing Haruna’s skin. Haruna could feel the smirk on the asshole’s lips. He knew that wasn’t at all what Haruna meant! And yet he continued, probably thinking he was sooo funny. “It’s just a kiss. Besides, if I don’t come who’s going to pop out of your cake and sing and dance for you? Who’s going to feed you chocolate-dipped strawberries and bite-sized tarts by hand? Who’s going to touch you and make you come--”

“Takaya!” Haruna cried, startling Akimaru out of his ridiculous sarcastic litany.

“That’s not funny,” Akimaru said softly. He’d stilled completely and Haruna could feel him all tensed up.

“Dumbass,” Haruna said, pointing out the window. “Look. It’s Takaya!”

[todaythesamesky]

randomly stopped by this post and have to say: sexy executive CEO, lolololol

[herongale]

ONE OF THESE DAYS YOU AND ME AND TEN SHOULD FINISH OFF THIS BIRTHDAY EXTRAVAGANZA. AT LEAST THIS ONE FIC WITH THE TASTEFUL HOOKER SPARKLES.