This is what happens when you put Kira’s seiyuu in Junjou Romantica and then give it to me to watch.
Maybe I’ll become a BL novel writer like Usagi-sensei ;p;p;p
Title: Hold me, thrill me…
A/N: A series of - I hope - sexy short fics from the life of our wonderful boys. Placed in Kira’s Academy times in my head, as Kira is the Innocent Uke type in here ;p Oh and it's unbeta-ed, so excuse me for all the mistakes. Concrit much welcome!
Pairing: ShuuKira
Rating: M to be safe
Word count: about 500 overall.
Warnings: hohoo ^^ fluff, yaoi, boys kissing, boys smexing, boys blowjobbing… :D all the best, though nothing graphic.
1.
Kira’s eyes went wide open and the stars in the sky made a somersault when Hisagi’s hands moved down from his chest.
He knew that something was in the air when Hisagi pulled him to sit in front of him, between his legs. Even without doing anything, he could feel how Shuuhei was glad to have him in this position.
His breathing stopped when Hisagi grabbed his awakening manhood through the material of his hakama.
He turned his head and his ear met with Hisagi’s lips that soon were all over his neck and nape, licking, kissing, biting, caressing…
The night wasn’t that warm, but Izuru thought he would boil in his Academy clothes.
2.
“I can’t hold it back any more, Izuru.”
Izuru’s body was shivering and he couldn’t help it.
Both his hands were held high above his head by a strong grip and his mind was racing. He started to regret telling Shuuhei what he told him.
Izuru tried saying something, but only a desperate moan escaped his lips when a firm thigh pressed between his legs. He tried to escape from the grip, but it only produced more friction.
His left ear was subject to those hot-breathed whispers and he thought his brain would soon explode from the intensity of it all.
“It’s all right, Izuru”, he heard another sweet whisper. “I will not hurt you.”
It’s not the problem of hurting me, idiot, Izuru wanted to yell, but Hisagi’s hot lips captured his. The problem is that we are still in the library!
3.
“Hisagi, what-!”, Kira exclaimed as he was pushed back onto the bed and silenced with a kiss. Hisagi’s tongue dove into his mouth, tasting it, teasing him, making his breathing short and his face flushed.
The kiss broke. They were looking each other in the eyes, out of breath.
But this pause didn’t last long. Soon Hisagi leaned in again to capture Kira’s waiting mouth again, soon got rid of both their shirts and was painfully slowly sliding his mouth down Kira’s smooth, pale chest, his stomach, his abdomen…
4.
“Let me do this just this once”, Izuru said, pulling Shuuhei down to the floor and beneath him. The material of his sempai’s kosode gave way to his hands that were hungrily exposing his chest, soon Izuru’s lips followed, kissing the tanned skin that tasted so much of Hisagi…
He could feel his sempai’s hips buck up at his ministrations and he soon was occupied with the ties of his hakama that seemed to be tied so hard this time that he just couldn’t-…
“What are you laughing at?”, he spat at Shuuhei, who managed to sit up and took care of the ties.
“You’re so cute when you’re concentrated like that”, Hisagi replied, chuckling, and captured Kira’s mouth. “You learn quickly though”, he added, untying Kira’s hakama with one swift motion.