FAKE Ficlet: Fitting
Title: Fitting
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee.
Rating: PG-15
Setting: A month or so after Vol. 7.
Summary: Ryo spent years trying to fit a way of life he wasn’t designed for.
Word Count: 386
Content Notes: Mild naughtiness and innuendo.
Written For: Challenge 175: Square at fan_flashworks.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
Sprawled across Dee’s bed, Ryo was catching his breath and trying to gather his scattered wits after a round of very energetic sex. Just the thought of what he and Dee had been doing a few minutes earlier made his face heat up, but he couldn’t deny that he’d enjoyed it, more than he ever had with a woman.
“So,” Dee murmured from beside him, fingertips tracing patterns on Ryo’s heated skin, “have you given up that idiotic notion that you’re completely straight yet? I mean, we’ve been together a whole month now…” He trailed off, lifting his head from the pillow to search Ryo’s face in the lamplight.
Ryo sighed. Sometimes it was as if Dee could read his mind. “Looks that way, doesn’t it? Guess that means I’m gay.”
“Depends. D’you still like girls too?” Dee already knew the answer to that, but it was time Ryo faced up to everything about himself and accepted it. They’d both be a lot happier that way.
“Honestly? I’m not sure I ever did. Not this way at least,” he added, gesturing at their two naked bodies tangled together on the rumpled sheets. “I just… I didn’t want to be different. I suppose I thought if I kept trying for long enough, just kept on telling myself I was straight, then eventually I would be.” He shook his head. “I don’t know, it sounds silly now. Trying to fit a square peg into a round hole never really works, does it?”
Dee snickered, leering at Ryo and sliding his hand downwards to grope him. “Square peg, huh? Doesn’t feel that way to me.”
“Dee!” Ryo blushed furiously.
“Lighten up, baby. Hmmm, all this talk of pegs and holes is makin’ me horny.” Dee nipped lightly at Ryo’s collarbone as his left hand continued its explorations. “Definitely not a square peg,” he purred lasciviously. “Think you’re up for round two?”
“Not yet,” Ryo protested, then he groaned as Dee stroked him just right. “But if you keep that up, I probably will be soon.”
Dee chuckled. “I was hopin’ you’d say that. Face it, babe, we’re a perfect fit in every way, and there’s nothin’ wrong with bein’ the way we are.” And with those words, Dee set about proving once again just how well they fitted together.
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee.
Rating: PG-15
Setting: A month or so after Vol. 7.
Summary: Ryo spent years trying to fit a way of life he wasn’t designed for.
Word Count: 386
Content Notes: Mild naughtiness and innuendo.
Written For: Challenge 175: Square at fan_flashworks.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
Sprawled across Dee’s bed, Ryo was catching his breath and trying to gather his scattered wits after a round of very energetic sex. Just the thought of what he and Dee had been doing a few minutes earlier made his face heat up, but he couldn’t deny that he’d enjoyed it, more than he ever had with a woman.
“So,” Dee murmured from beside him, fingertips tracing patterns on Ryo’s heated skin, “have you given up that idiotic notion that you’re completely straight yet? I mean, we’ve been together a whole month now…” He trailed off, lifting his head from the pillow to search Ryo’s face in the lamplight.
Ryo sighed. Sometimes it was as if Dee could read his mind. “Looks that way, doesn’t it? Guess that means I’m gay.”
“Depends. D’you still like girls too?” Dee already knew the answer to that, but it was time Ryo faced up to everything about himself and accepted it. They’d both be a lot happier that way.
“Honestly? I’m not sure I ever did. Not this way at least,” he added, gesturing at their two naked bodies tangled together on the rumpled sheets. “I just… I didn’t want to be different. I suppose I thought if I kept trying for long enough, just kept on telling myself I was straight, then eventually I would be.” He shook his head. “I don’t know, it sounds silly now. Trying to fit a square peg into a round hole never really works, does it?”
Dee snickered, leering at Ryo and sliding his hand downwards to grope him. “Square peg, huh? Doesn’t feel that way to me.”
“Dee!” Ryo blushed furiously.
“Lighten up, baby. Hmmm, all this talk of pegs and holes is makin’ me horny.” Dee nipped lightly at Ryo’s collarbone as his left hand continued its explorations. “Definitely not a square peg,” he purred lasciviously. “Think you’re up for round two?”
“Not yet,” Ryo protested, then he groaned as Dee stroked him just right. “But if you keep that up, I probably will be soon.”
Dee chuckled. “I was hopin’ you’d say that. Face it, babe, we’re a perfect fit in every way, and there’s nothin’ wrong with bein’ the way we are.” And with those words, Dee set about proving once again just how well they fitted together.
The End