[FIC] - Sudden - Hiroto/Uruha - PG
Title: Sudden
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG
Warnings: romance
Pairings: Hiroto/Uruha
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: I wrote this at 4AM in the morning.
Rainchaser's Stories
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"So, how would you show someone you like them?" He had asked that night, leaning against the bar with his cigarette gracefully between his fingers.
"How about the easiest and fastest way: Just kiss that person." He watched the blond's lips close around the filter for a last drag.
Uruha smirked and stubbed his cancer stick in the ash tray. "Are you really that bold?" He rose a fine brow.
"Are you implying to say I wouldn't have the guts to do it?"
The blond looked amused. "Maybe."
"Just watch me."
And there and then, he threw one arm behind Uruha's neck and pulled him down for a kiss. Surprisingly, he didn't back off but moaned a purring sound and opened his lips all too sudden. Hiroto's other arm wound around his waist as he felt the blond's palms cupping each cheek of his bum. The kiss was rushed, like the roaring blood that began to burn in his veins the longer it lasted. As the tips of their tongues met for the first time, he could taste something beside all the drinks and cigarettes they had that night, he could taste a chemistry between them, tempting him to yearn for more. The hands on his backside pushed him closer until he was standing between tempting spread legs.
This wasn't how he imagined it. This kiss was supposed to happen after he knew he met the right one. This kiss right here was supposed to be nothing more than a peck of lips to prove Uruha he was wrong, but what it did was just the other way around. You'll find what you're looking for when you stop searching. This kiss showed him who was the right one, with it's velvety touch of lips and voluptuous dance of tongues.
Smoothly, the blond pulled away a mere inch. "Are you trying to tell me something?"
His answer was another kiss, just as heated as the first one and there Uruha could taste it too, this something.
Someone who came back from his trip to the man's room cleared his throat next to them. "Guys, did I miss something?"
Separating their mouths, one of them answered while the other just blushed. "I think we did."
They seemed to drown in each other's eyes. Both men's hearts were pounding vigorously like they tried to catch up with the other's.
Reita just frowned at the scene displayed.
They were still wrapped in each other's arms. That Reita was there, looking at them, made them feel awkward. Yet, the urge to kiss again was moving their heads closer until their nose tips nuzzled and shaky breath ghosted over the other's face. Like an invisible force. They closed their eyes and gave in, pressing lips on lips in a delicate touch. Reita watching or not, the guitarists didn't care that very moment. The hand from Uruha's neck moved to tangle fingers into his honey colored hair while the other dipped lower, just beneath the his belt.
The next time they opened their eyes the bassist was gone with the money for his drinks next to Uruha's glass.
I think I just fell in love.
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This was sososososo keeping my mind busy all day until I could finally type it down and post it!
You'll find what you're looking for when you stop searching. Zen Buddhism ftw~
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG
Warnings: romance
Pairings: Hiroto/Uruha
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: I wrote this at 4AM in the morning.
Rainchaser's Stories
_______________________________________________________________
"So, how would you show someone you like them?" He had asked that night, leaning against the bar with his cigarette gracefully between his fingers.
"How about the easiest and fastest way: Just kiss that person." He watched the blond's lips close around the filter for a last drag.
Uruha smirked and stubbed his cancer stick in the ash tray. "Are you really that bold?" He rose a fine brow.
"Are you implying to say I wouldn't have the guts to do it?"
The blond looked amused. "Maybe."
"Just watch me."
And there and then, he threw one arm behind Uruha's neck and pulled him down for a kiss. Surprisingly, he didn't back off but moaned a purring sound and opened his lips all too sudden. Hiroto's other arm wound around his waist as he felt the blond's palms cupping each cheek of his bum. The kiss was rushed, like the roaring blood that began to burn in his veins the longer it lasted. As the tips of their tongues met for the first time, he could taste something beside all the drinks and cigarettes they had that night, he could taste a chemistry between them, tempting him to yearn for more. The hands on his backside pushed him closer until he was standing between tempting spread legs.
This wasn't how he imagined it. This kiss was supposed to happen after he knew he met the right one. This kiss right here was supposed to be nothing more than a peck of lips to prove Uruha he was wrong, but what it did was just the other way around. You'll find what you're looking for when you stop searching. This kiss showed him who was the right one, with it's velvety touch of lips and voluptuous dance of tongues.
Smoothly, the blond pulled away a mere inch. "Are you trying to tell me something?"
His answer was another kiss, just as heated as the first one and there Uruha could taste it too, this something.
Someone who came back from his trip to the man's room cleared his throat next to them. "Guys, did I miss something?"
Separating their mouths, one of them answered while the other just blushed. "I think we did."
They seemed to drown in each other's eyes. Both men's hearts were pounding vigorously like they tried to catch up with the other's.
Reita just frowned at the scene displayed.
They were still wrapped in each other's arms. That Reita was there, looking at them, made them feel awkward. Yet, the urge to kiss again was moving their heads closer until their nose tips nuzzled and shaky breath ghosted over the other's face. Like an invisible force. They closed their eyes and gave in, pressing lips on lips in a delicate touch. Reita watching or not, the guitarists didn't care that very moment. The hand from Uruha's neck moved to tangle fingers into his honey colored hair while the other dipped lower, just beneath the his belt.
The next time they opened their eyes the bassist was gone with the money for his drinks next to Uruha's glass.
I think I just fell in love.
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This was sososososo keeping my mind busy all day until I could finally type it down and post it!
You'll find what you're looking for when you stop searching. Zen Buddhism ftw~