Midnight Robbery [1/8??]
anonymous
October 1 2010, 07:30:37 UTC
It was about 2 o’ clock in the morning when Mikado awoke to the sound of a door knob jiggling and faint muttering. It took a minute for the boy to process where the noise was coming from, before Mikado finally pieced together that someone was trying to get into his apartment.
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Who on earth would be trying to get into his apartment at 2 o’ clock in the morning?!
Panicking, Mikado quickly stumbled up and out of his futon. Was it a robber?! Were they trying to break into his home?! His heart pounded away as he tried to quietly make his way towards his kitchen cupboards. He hurriedly opened one of the cabinet doors, feeling around for the handle of the small frying pan he owned.
Once he had the makeshift weapon in his grip, Mikado slowly turned to face the door.
W-What now? Did he tell them to go away? He didn’t want to open the door though!
His grip tightened on the handle of the pan as he watched the knob continue to jiggle, eyes adjusting to the low lighting.
… Maybe he should just call the police? Yeah, that was a good idea.
( ... )
Re: Midnight Robbery [1/8??]
anonymous
October 1 2010, 07:32:29 UTC
“Masaomi…?”
Kida’s gaze shot up to meet Mikado’s. Even in the little light that the streetlamp provided, Mikado could see there was a slight redness to his friend’s eyes.
“Mikado…? What’re you… doin’ in my… house?”
Mikado stared at Kida, confused, as the other boy swayed slightly to one side.
“But… this is my apartment, Masaomi,” He watched as the blonde started leaning the other direction, “… Are you alright?”
Kida blinked owlishly at him, looking both left and right as if just now taking in his surroundings.
“… Oh. My bad~!”
It was then that the strong scent of alcohol wafted up Mikado’s nose and all the dots connected.
“A-Are you drunk?!”
Neither of them were old enough to be drinking!Kida started to giggle, which normally would have been a little weird, but Mikado a bit distracted
( ... )
Re: Midnight Robbery [3/8??]
anonymous
October 1 2010, 07:34:33 UTC
ffff I already messed up the numbering DDD:The blonde boy lost interest and instead nuzzled slightly against his friend. Mikado slowly dragged the two of them into his tiny apartment, fumbling with trying to hold the pan and his friend at the same time while he closed the door behind them. When he finally got the lock in place, Mikado tried to gently pry his friend off him
( ... )
Re: Midnight Robbery [4/8??]
anonymous
October 1 2010, 07:36:21 UTC
Blushing Mikado continued to try and get the arms off of him. The stench of alcohol was stronger now that Kida was pressed against him.
“Yeah well, you smell terrible.”
Kida whined in his ear, seemingly offended.
“Whatttt? That’s mean, Mikado~,” His grip around Mikado tightened as his voice lowered, “… Imma getcha back for ‘at~!” And then with strength that Mikado sometimes forgot Kida possessed, the blonde boy lifted and flung him onto the futon behind them. Mikado sputtered as he landed, thumping on the padding.
“M-Masaomi-!”
Suddenly Kida was sitting on top of him tickling him relentlessly. Despite Kida’s motor-skill handy-cap, Mikado was unable to grab at the offender’s hands to end the onslaught.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAH MA-MASA AHAHAHA STOPPP HAHAHAHAHAH,” Mikado tried to take a breath through the laughter, his lungs burning, “HA HAH THE NEIGHBORS HAHAHA MASAOMI S-STOP HAHAHAHA!”
Beneath the two friends, Mikado heard the patron below banging the floor. His lungs continued to burn, he needed air!Finally, Kida’s hands relented and
( ... )
Re: Midnight Robbery [5/8??]
anonymous
October 1 2010, 07:38:07 UTC
“Ya... know Mikado, you’re like… really pretty,” Mikado scoffed at that, arms twitching to push the other boy off, “But you... don’t look like a girl…” Kida frowned like he was puzzled, “So why do you… look so pretty… to me
( ... )
Re: Midnight Robbery [6/8??]
anonymous
October 1 2010, 07:40:28 UTC
But before he got the chance, Masaomi shifted slightly above him, adjusting so the boy ended up sitting right on the seat Mikado’s pants. He squeaked at the pressure and Masaomi removed his mouth, spit lingering on his lips.
“Did you just squeak?” Kida mumbled.
Mikado felt his face warming up as Kida adjusted to sit up and it was kinda turning him on and he needed to get Kida off pronto before his friend noticed…! But then Kida moved ever so slightly and paused.
Mikado frazzled mind couldn’t decide if the leery grin Masaomi shot him was terrifying or arousing (maybe a little of both).
“Oooohhhh~ whazis? Are you gettin’ excited, Mikadoooo
( ... )
Re: Midnight Robbery [7/9??]
anonymous
October 1 2010, 07:42:47 UTC
Mikado brought a hand to Kida’s head, sifting his fingers through the bleached hair. As wonderful as it felt, it really was going to bruise at this rate.
“M-Masaomi-,” suddenly Kida bit down on the spot, “A-Ah!”
Mikado’s hand fisted in the other boy’s hair as he pressed himself harder against Kida’s attacking mouth. Why had that felt so good? Fleetingly Mikado wondered when exactly he became a masochist, but then Masaomi bit down again and he stopped thinking.
Mikado whimpered when Kida finally removed his mouth with a wet plop. He tenderly licked the spot before trailing his tongue along Mikado’s jaw line and then swiping it up the column of his throat. Which, really, should have felt gross because he was basically leaving a trail of spit on him; instead it only sent pleasant shivers down Mikado’s spine
( ... )
Re: Midnight Robbery [8/9??]
anonymous
October 1 2010, 07:44:55 UTC
“Um, Masaomi, actually-”
Kida decided to forgo step one and moved straight on to step two.
“Nghnn…!”
Mikado could feel the warmth of Masaomi’s mouth through the fabric of his jeans; feel the pressure of his tongue as it worked against the material.
The sight alone was one of the most erotic things Mikado had ever seen.
The elbows supporting him slid out from under Mikado, his head thudding slightly against the futon. He moaned, arching into the hot mouth. As Kida continued to work is tongue, Mikado started reconsidering feeling that mouth on him, without the barrier of fabric.
And then Kida removed his mouth, leaving Mikado whining in protest. Masaomi sat back on his knees, scooting up against Mikado, splaying the boy’s legs on either side of him. He leaned forward over Mikado, resting on his forearms on the futon so his face once again loomed over Mikado. He could feel Kida’s own hardness pressing against his.
And then Masaomi thrustedThe shock of pleasure that hit Mikado had him gasping; hands clutching at the front of Kida
( ... )
Re: Midnight Robbery [9/9??]
anonymous
October 1 2010, 07:48:28 UTC
“Ack, ow!”
Mikado winced slightly at the weight dropped on him. It became uncomfortable fast, and he tried to get Masaomi off of him.
“Masaomi, you’re kind of heavy…”
The blonde boy didn’t respond, and Mikado started to feel annoyed.
“Hey don’t ignore me…”
A barely audible snore made its way to Mikado’s ears. Did he…?
He did. Masaomi was soundly asleep.
“Masaomi,” Mikado spoke frustrated, “wake up and get off me.”
Another snore was the only response he got. Kida was out cold.
…
Ohhhhh, they would be having a talk in the morning.
- - -
THE END? Maybe. I kind of want to do a "chapter 2" of the morning after and I have a few omakes I wanna write, but I don't know when I'll have time DDD: BOO. So. Um. There you go. PS: THIS TOOK WAYYY TOO LONG TO WRITE.
Re: Midnight Robbery [9/9??]
anonymous
October 2 2010, 03:27:57 UTC
This was INCREDIBLE, anon. I've been hoping to read some good Kida/Mikado smexing for a while now and this certainly made me happy. I hope you write more soon ;3;.
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YES TO THIS
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Who on earth would be trying to get into his apartment at 2 o’ clock in the morning?!
Panicking, Mikado quickly stumbled up and out of his futon. Was it a robber?! Were they trying to break into his home?! His heart pounded away as he tried to quietly make his way towards his kitchen cupboards. He hurriedly opened one of the cabinet doors, feeling around for the handle of the small frying pan he owned.
Once he had the makeshift weapon in his grip, Mikado slowly turned to face the door.
W-What now? Did he tell them to go away? He didn’t want to open the door though!
His grip tightened on the handle of the pan as he watched the knob continue to jiggle, eyes adjusting to the low lighting.
… Maybe he should just call the police? Yeah, that was a good idea. ( ... )
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Kida’s gaze shot up to meet Mikado’s. Even in the little light that the streetlamp provided, Mikado could see there was a slight redness to his friend’s eyes.
“Mikado…? What’re you… doin’ in my… house?”
Mikado stared at Kida, confused, as the other boy swayed slightly to one side.
“But… this is my apartment, Masaomi,” He watched as the blonde started leaning the other direction, “… Are you alright?”
Kida blinked owlishly at him, looking both left and right as if just now taking in his surroundings.
“… Oh. My bad~!”
It was then that the strong scent of alcohol wafted up Mikado’s nose and all the dots connected.
“A-Are you drunk?!”
Neither of them were old enough to be drinking!Kida started to giggle, which normally would have been a little weird, but Mikado a bit distracted ( ... )
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“Yeah well, you smell terrible.”
Kida whined in his ear, seemingly offended.
“Whatttt? That’s mean, Mikado~,” His grip around Mikado tightened as his voice lowered, “… Imma getcha back for ‘at~!”
And then with strength that Mikado sometimes forgot Kida possessed, the blonde boy lifted and flung him onto the futon behind them. Mikado sputtered as he landed, thumping on the padding.
“M-Masaomi-!”
Suddenly Kida was sitting on top of him tickling him relentlessly. Despite Kida’s motor-skill handy-cap, Mikado was unable to grab at the offender’s hands to end the onslaught.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAH MA-MASA AHAHAHA STOPPP HAHAHAHAHAH,” Mikado tried to take a breath through the laughter, his lungs burning, “HA HAH THE NEIGHBORS HAHAHA MASAOMI S-STOP HAHAHAHA!”
Beneath the two friends, Mikado heard the patron below banging the floor. His lungs continued to burn, he needed air!Finally, Kida’s hands relented and ( ... )
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“Did you just squeak?” Kida mumbled.
Mikado felt his face warming up as Kida adjusted to sit up and it was kinda turning him on and he needed to get Kida off pronto before his friend noticed…!
But then Kida moved ever so slightly and paused.
Mikado frazzled mind couldn’t decide if the leery grin Masaomi shot him was terrifying or arousing (maybe a little of both).
“Oooohhhh~ whazis? Are you gettin’ excited, Mikadoooo ( ... )
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“M-Masaomi-,” suddenly Kida bit down on the spot, “A-Ah!”
Mikado’s hand fisted in the other boy’s hair as he pressed himself harder against Kida’s attacking mouth. Why had that felt so good? Fleetingly Mikado wondered when exactly he became a masochist, but then Masaomi bit down again and he stopped thinking.
Mikado whimpered when Kida finally removed his mouth with a wet plop. He tenderly licked the spot before trailing his tongue along Mikado’s jaw line and then swiping it up the column of his throat. Which, really, should have felt gross because he was basically leaving a trail of spit on him; instead it only sent pleasant shivers down Mikado’s spine ( ... )
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Kida decided to forgo step one and moved straight on to step two.
“Nghnn…!”
Mikado could feel the warmth of Masaomi’s mouth through the fabric of his jeans; feel the pressure of his tongue as it worked against the material.
The sight alone was one of the most erotic things Mikado had ever seen.
The elbows supporting him slid out from under Mikado, his head thudding slightly against the futon. He moaned, arching into the hot mouth. As Kida continued to work is tongue, Mikado started reconsidering feeling that mouth on him, without the barrier of fabric.
And then Kida removed his mouth, leaving Mikado whining in protest. Masaomi sat back on his knees, scooting up against Mikado, splaying the boy’s legs on either side of him. He leaned forward over Mikado, resting on his forearms on the futon so his face once again loomed over Mikado. He could feel Kida’s own hardness pressing against his.
And then Masaomi thrustedThe shock of pleasure that hit Mikado had him gasping; hands clutching at the front of Kida ( ... )
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Mikado winced slightly at the weight dropped on him. It became uncomfortable fast, and he tried to get Masaomi off of him.
“Masaomi, you’re kind of heavy…”
The blonde boy didn’t respond, and Mikado started to feel annoyed.
“Hey don’t ignore me…”
A barely audible snore made its way to Mikado’s ears. Did he…?
He did. Masaomi was soundly asleep.
“Masaomi,” Mikado spoke frustrated, “wake up and get off me.”
Another snore was the only response he got. Kida was out cold.
…
Ohhhhh, they would be having a talk in the morning.
- - -
THE END? Maybe. I kind of want to do a "chapter 2" of the morning after and I have a few omakes I wanna write, but I don't know when I'll have time DDD: BOO. So. Um. There you go. PS: THIS TOOK WAYYY TOO LONG TO WRITE.
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That was utterly hot. omgomgomgoralthroughfabric I HAVE A NEW KINK ///
Totally made my Friday night. <3 <3 <3
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*is giddy*
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I hope you write more soon ;3;.
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anon plans to write more but she's not too sure about that soon part ;A;
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