I Won!
*Jumps up and down* I won the first ever Jumpy Boys Drabble Deathmatch! OMG! Here's all my drabbles (All Hikaru no Go)! Nothing too bad, maybe PG-13 at most. Well, maybe R-ish towards the end. I think Lily-White Rapture is my favorite, with Social Rule Number 34 coming in a close second. I like The Chase a lot too. Some of the ones I wrote didn't come out right, like Different. The competition was stiff! I never expected to win! It was very difficult, and I'm still sad I couldn't play SVZ. *Weeps*
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Hard Length
The hard length grazed Hikaru's teeth. He closed his eyes and reveled in the feel of the soft tip rubbing against his tongue, spreading the thick, white liquid around. It was sweet and tart, leaving his mouth feeling fresh and tingly. He removed the length, swirling the liquid around in his cheeks before spitting it out, wiping a small, glistening drop off his bottom lip with the back of his hand. He decided not to rinse his mouth, wanting to savor the taste a little longer.
"Shindou!" Akira called out to him, "Are you done brushing your teeth yet?"
Different
Were things going to be different now? Would one night of passion change everything they'd spent so long creating? Could they really still be rivals after what they did?
It's not that Akira didn't like it; he'd wanted Hikaru for so long. But as much as he wanted him, he didn't want to loose the passionate games they shared because of it.
Stone after stone was played, and as they worked their way into yose, Hikaru looked up.
"What the hell were you thinking with this move?" Hikaru practically growled.
Akira smiled. Maybe things wouldn't be so different after all.
Lily-White Rapture
A rushed man falters his step; an angelic lily escapes his grasp, descending listlessly through the crisp, autumn air.
It evokes bleach-blonde bangs across pale skin. The steady murmur of the seasons' first downpour. A sizzling quietly echoes; the light aroma of seasoned sauces coerces its way into the room.
The subtle taste of red wine on his lips; a blur of white petals are the last thing to catch his gaze as heavy lids flutter closed.
The lily lies lifeless in the street as he saunters past, alone; a humble smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
Sandwich
Hikaru closed the door on the busy day he had and Akira smiled warmly, kissing him lightly on the lips before they both settled on the couch.
"How was your day?" Akira asked politely.
"Fine," he began, shifting a little in his seat. "Akira..."
"Yes?"
"Can we get a pet?"
Akira winced noticeably. "No."
"Why not?" Hikaru persisted.
"We've been over this before. We don't have room."
"Okay." Hikaru sighed.
Akira's attention diverted to the door, the distinct sound of whimpering catching his ear.
"What was that?"
"Nothing," Hikaru blurted, nervously heading towards the kitchen. "I'm starving. Want a Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich?"
Barbecue
"Shindou! These people are eating with their hands!" Akira stared at the people gathered around the table in absolute disgust.
"It's called 'finger food', Touya." Hikaru smirked.
"Why do they call it finger food? We don't call food we eat with forks 'utensil food'." He scoffed.
"Relax, Touya. It's a barbecue, not dinner at the Ritz. Try one of these!"
"I can't even tell what it is."
"Pigs in a blanket." Hikaru said matter-of-factly.
"Why would someone eat something named after a pig?"
"It's hot dogs and bread! The best combination ever!"
"I highly doubt it's the next champagne and caviar."
Social Rule Number 34
"I can't believe you talked me into this, Shindou."
"Come on, Touya. You have to learn to act like the teenager you are. Social Rule Number 34: Have at least one piercing."
"WHAT?!"
"It doesn't have to be anything drastic. Look, I have my ears done."
"That's disturbing! People aren't born with piercings because they aren't meant to have them!"
"People aren't born with clothes, either."
"..."
"I win. Besides, it'll be hot."
"I don't want anything visible."
"You could always get a Prince Albert."
"SHINDOU!"
Touya went home that day with a belly button piercing. He thought it was a fair compromise.
Pajama Party
"I can't believe I forgot my house keys." Akira said as he placed another stone on the board.
"It's okay. I asked my mom and she said you can stay over. We can play more Go and watch movies!" Shindou jumped up and rustled through his drawers. "Here." He pulled something out and handed it to Akira.
"Shindou, what is this?" Akira made a sour face as he held the offensive material away from him.
"Pajamas!" Shindou exclaimed while pulling on his own pair.
"They have feet."
"I know. Isn't that cool?" Hikaru grinned.
"...I'll just sleep in my clothes."
Enhancement
“Happy birthday, Akira. Open your gift!”
“…What is it?”
“Remember when you told me you wanted to improve your body?”
“Yes.”
“So I got you a Constriction Vacuum Pump.”
“But what does it do…?”
“Here, let me show you…”
“Hikaru! What the hell are you doing?”
“It’s for male enhancement. It’s more commonly known as a penis pump.”
“WHAT?!”
“It’ll go nicely with that sex swing I bought you for Christmas.”
“…”
“What? We’ve gotten some good use out of that thing. Remember that position we tried? You weren’t complaining on Valentine’s Day…”
“…So how does this thing work again?”
A Bet
I move down to quest over the silky olive skin of his stomach. I lick around his navel, dipping my tongue inside and wiggling it gently. He gasps, a sweet, sensual sound as he subtly arches his back.
It’s here that I’m blinded by the flash of a camera.
“Waya!”
“You know the rules. I caught you. Now hand over your Kenshin collection.”
“Hikaru!” Akira pants, not having quite caught his breath yet.
I smile, returning to my tasting of Akira’s flesh. “I’ll be getting it back shortly, anyway.” He doesn’t know about the video camera in his room yet.
The Chase
My thundering footsteps echoed through the hallway as I ran half-hazardly down the stairs; Akira hot on my heels. I almost crashed into the wall as I hooked a hard left into the kitchen.
I was jogging across the living room when he grabbed me from behind, spinning me around before pinning me to the wall. I chuckled into his mouth as he kissed me hard, all lips and teeth and tongue.
We were both panting, and he let out a breathy laugh, trailing his tongue down my throat.
The chase excites me, but I always let him catch me in the end.
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Hard Length
The hard length grazed Hikaru's teeth. He closed his eyes and reveled in the feel of the soft tip rubbing against his tongue, spreading the thick, white liquid around. It was sweet and tart, leaving his mouth feeling fresh and tingly. He removed the length, swirling the liquid around in his cheeks before spitting it out, wiping a small, glistening drop off his bottom lip with the back of his hand. He decided not to rinse his mouth, wanting to savor the taste a little longer.
"Shindou!" Akira called out to him, "Are you done brushing your teeth yet?"
Different
Were things going to be different now? Would one night of passion change everything they'd spent so long creating? Could they really still be rivals after what they did?
It's not that Akira didn't like it; he'd wanted Hikaru for so long. But as much as he wanted him, he didn't want to loose the passionate games they shared because of it.
Stone after stone was played, and as they worked their way into yose, Hikaru looked up.
"What the hell were you thinking with this move?" Hikaru practically growled.
Akira smiled. Maybe things wouldn't be so different after all.
Lily-White Rapture
A rushed man falters his step; an angelic lily escapes his grasp, descending listlessly through the crisp, autumn air.
It evokes bleach-blonde bangs across pale skin. The steady murmur of the seasons' first downpour. A sizzling quietly echoes; the light aroma of seasoned sauces coerces its way into the room.
The subtle taste of red wine on his lips; a blur of white petals are the last thing to catch his gaze as heavy lids flutter closed.
The lily lies lifeless in the street as he saunters past, alone; a humble smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
Sandwich
Hikaru closed the door on the busy day he had and Akira smiled warmly, kissing him lightly on the lips before they both settled on the couch.
"How was your day?" Akira asked politely.
"Fine," he began, shifting a little in his seat. "Akira..."
"Yes?"
"Can we get a pet?"
Akira winced noticeably. "No."
"Why not?" Hikaru persisted.
"We've been over this before. We don't have room."
"Okay." Hikaru sighed.
Akira's attention diverted to the door, the distinct sound of whimpering catching his ear.
"What was that?"
"Nothing," Hikaru blurted, nervously heading towards the kitchen. "I'm starving. Want a Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich?"
Barbecue
"Shindou! These people are eating with their hands!" Akira stared at the people gathered around the table in absolute disgust.
"It's called 'finger food', Touya." Hikaru smirked.
"Why do they call it finger food? We don't call food we eat with forks 'utensil food'." He scoffed.
"Relax, Touya. It's a barbecue, not dinner at the Ritz. Try one of these!"
"I can't even tell what it is."
"Pigs in a blanket." Hikaru said matter-of-factly.
"Why would someone eat something named after a pig?"
"It's hot dogs and bread! The best combination ever!"
"I highly doubt it's the next champagne and caviar."
Social Rule Number 34
"I can't believe you talked me into this, Shindou."
"Come on, Touya. You have to learn to act like the teenager you are. Social Rule Number 34: Have at least one piercing."
"WHAT?!"
"It doesn't have to be anything drastic. Look, I have my ears done."
"That's disturbing! People aren't born with piercings because they aren't meant to have them!"
"People aren't born with clothes, either."
"..."
"I win. Besides, it'll be hot."
"I don't want anything visible."
"You could always get a Prince Albert."
"SHINDOU!"
Touya went home that day with a belly button piercing. He thought it was a fair compromise.
Pajama Party
"I can't believe I forgot my house keys." Akira said as he placed another stone on the board.
"It's okay. I asked my mom and she said you can stay over. We can play more Go and watch movies!" Shindou jumped up and rustled through his drawers. "Here." He pulled something out and handed it to Akira.
"Shindou, what is this?" Akira made a sour face as he held the offensive material away from him.
"Pajamas!" Shindou exclaimed while pulling on his own pair.
"They have feet."
"I know. Isn't that cool?" Hikaru grinned.
"...I'll just sleep in my clothes."
Enhancement
“Happy birthday, Akira. Open your gift!”
“…What is it?”
“Remember when you told me you wanted to improve your body?”
“Yes.”
“So I got you a Constriction Vacuum Pump.”
“But what does it do…?”
“Here, let me show you…”
“Hikaru! What the hell are you doing?”
“It’s for male enhancement. It’s more commonly known as a penis pump.”
“WHAT?!”
“It’ll go nicely with that sex swing I bought you for Christmas.”
“…”
“What? We’ve gotten some good use out of that thing. Remember that position we tried? You weren’t complaining on Valentine’s Day…”
“…So how does this thing work again?”
A Bet
I move down to quest over the silky olive skin of his stomach. I lick around his navel, dipping my tongue inside and wiggling it gently. He gasps, a sweet, sensual sound as he subtly arches his back.
It’s here that I’m blinded by the flash of a camera.
“Waya!”
“You know the rules. I caught you. Now hand over your Kenshin collection.”
“Hikaru!” Akira pants, not having quite caught his breath yet.
I smile, returning to my tasting of Akira’s flesh. “I’ll be getting it back shortly, anyway.” He doesn’t know about the video camera in his room yet.
The Chase
My thundering footsteps echoed through the hallway as I ran half-hazardly down the stairs; Akira hot on my heels. I almost crashed into the wall as I hooked a hard left into the kitchen.
I was jogging across the living room when he grabbed me from behind, spinning me around before pinning me to the wall. I chuckled into his mouth as he kissed me hard, all lips and teeth and tongue.
We were both panting, and he let out a breathy laugh, trailing his tongue down my throat.
The chase excites me, but I always let him catch me in the end.