Don't Say No To A Good Thing
TITLE: Don't Say No To A Good Thing
PAIRING: Ryo/girl!Shige
RATING: NC17
NOTES: Written for this request at the spring anony meme. You can go see my epic HTML fail.
When Shige wakes up, he feels very unShige-like. He nearly falls over when he gets out of bed, his center of gravity completely off. When he walks down the hall to take a shower, he keeps bumping into the walls and his gait feels different. When he reaches out to open the door, he absently thinks that his hand looks smaller than usual.
But, Shige chalks all these things up to sleeping poorly the previous night and doesn't think anything of them.
Until he takes off his shirt and he most definitely has a pair of boobs.
He screams, and runs back to his room, too freaked out to think about putting the shirt back on. He reaches for his phone, knowing there's only one person who would even maybe believe him. Without even looking, he presses send-send, for the last person on his call list. The other answers, and Shige's doesn't even wait for a greeting before the word vomit comes forth.
"There's something wrong with me! Horribly wrong! I sick! So sick! It's not right! What do I do? IHAVEBOOBSHELPME."
The other side of the line is quiet until there's a gravely, Kansai accent talking back and him, and Shige realizes he called the wrong person.
"What about boobs?"
Shige pulls his phone back, looking at the LCD screen, which says "Nishikido Ryo" and not "Koyama Keiichirou," like who he'd intended to call. He squeaks, a very unmasculine sound, but considering the circumstances, it's not surprising. Shige blushes nevertheless.
"Are you serious, Shige?"
He looks down, at his chest and pokes one breast, to check if he's hallucinating or not. It's soft under his finger and his hand recoils.
"Yes."
Ryo is silent for a long time before he asks, "Is there anything else?"
"I- I'm too scared to look."
"Ok." And Shige's a little shocked at Ryo's tone, because it's not condescending or rude or anything like that. It's gentle.
"What do I do?"
"Don't do anything," Ryo says. "I'll be there in half an hour."
He hangs up, and Shige's stuck without having a say. He drops his phone on the floor and grabs a pillow, holding it to his chest and burying his face in it.
30 minutes later - like clockwork - the doorbell rings. Shige gets up, pillow still tight against his chest, and he meanders to the door, still trying to figure out how to move without knocking into things. At the door, he unlocks it, the clicking sound loud, and then ducks behind a doorjam.
The door opens, and he hears Ryo come in and take off his shoes. "Shige?"
"Yeah?"
Ryo rounds the corner and Shige can hear him stop and gasp. "Shit, dude."
Shige stares very intently at the floor. There's a hand in his hair and he trembles.
"Even your hair feels different. How'd this happen?"
"How would I know?" He answers, barely audible.
Ryo steps closer. "Um. Can I see?"
Shige blushes, near-violently, and pushes his face into the pillow.
It's quiet between them, until Ryo puts a hand on Shige's shoulder. "Why did you call me?"
"I thought I was calling Koyama."
Ryo laughs. "He would be no help in this situation."
Shige sobs into the pillow, and Ryo's hand moves, cupping his jaw, and forcing him to look up. He sighs and rubs a tear off Shige cheekbone.
"I'm not good at dealing with crying girls."
Shige opens his mouth, wanting to say something to defend himself, but he can't, because Ryo's face is suddenly so close, lips brushing against his, and Ryo's hand soft against his head.
"What are you doing?"
Ryo doesn't answer, just tugs at the corner of the pillow, and for some reason, Shige finds himself letting go, and it drops to the floor. Ryo leans back, cupping a breast in each hand and Shige bites his lip.
"Wow. These are nice."
Shige kicks him in the shin.
Ryo glares, and leans back in for another kiss, this one more intense, less innocent, kneading and pushing Shige hard against the wall. Shige gasps into the kiss, unused to how everything feels different. When Ryo's hand moves from his boobs, Shige has to fight back the disappointed noise he feels rising in his throat. Ryo moves himself even closer to Shige, their bodies flush, hands on Shige's ass, rocking them together.
Shige throws his head back, bumping it against the wall and choking out a moan.
"Aren't you curious?" Ryo asks, voice heavy.
Shige moves his head down and presses his forehead against the side of Ryo's neck. "Isn't it kind of... gay?"
Ryo laughs. "You have boobs and a vag. That's pretty not gay."
"Ok," Shige says, nodding.
He grinds against Shige one last time before stepping back and waiting for Shige to lead the way.
In the bedroom, Shige moves awkwardly to his bed, and stands at the foot of it, while he listens to Ryo take off his shirt and his jeans fall to the floor. Shige feels cold, goosebumps rising over his skin, he can feel Ryo move behind him, hands on his hips, pushing down the pajama pants, and Shige steps out of them.
"I'll be gentle," Ryo says, and Shige nearly laughs at how cliche and stupid it is, but part of him is also glad to know that Ryo isn't going to be impersonal about this.
He steps around Shige, to the bed, and beckons Shige over, who stops, standing right in front of Ryo. His hands run up either side of his legs up to his waist, and then down to his hips, where Ryo stops at the elastic band on the boxer-briefs that Shige's still wearing.
"You look silly like this," Ryo says, before grabbing the elastic and pulling them down, nearly to Shige's knees.
Shige's about to swear, hit Ryo, do something for being so sudden, but Ryo's too fast for him again, pushing him onto his back on the bed and pulling the underwear off the rest of the way. Shige tries to close his legs, cover himself, but Ryo's on top of that too, holding Shige's hands and putting a knee between Shige's.
Ryo leans over Shige, kissing across his collarbone, then each nipple, down his torso, lapping at his belly button. Tentatively, Ryo lets go of one of Shige's hands, and when the other doesn't make any drastic movement, he drags his hand across Shige's thigh and tickles the sensitive skin on the inside of his thigh. Shige jerks and gasps, but doesn't complain.
Ryo's fingers edge closer, brushing against Shige's opening, and Shige sighs, tightening his grasp around Ryo's other hand. When Ryo slips in a finger, it's easily, not even the slightest hint of resistance. Ryo looks up at Shige, who's staring at the ceiling, blinking rapidly.
"Well?"
He doesn't reply, just nods, and Ryo adds a second finger, rubbing against Shige.
Shige chokes and bucks against Ryo's hand. Ryo laughs and climbs up Shige's body, kissing him. Shige lets go of Ryo's hand, opting to wrap it around his shoulders, and Ryo is a little surprised when he feels the back of Shige's other hand running down his stomach and playing with the band of his boxers. Ryo tries to lean back, but Shige won't let him, just keeps kissing Ryo and rocking against his fingers, and finally, dips his hand into Ryo's boxers and wraps his hand around Ryo's erection.
It only lasts for a few minutes, until Ryo pulls himself out of Shige's embrace, looks him in the eyes and asks: "Can I?"
Shige nods. "Yeah."
Ryo nearly falls of the bed reaching for his pants, grabbing his wallet out of the back packet and digging around in it for a second before pulling out a condom. He settles back between Shige's legs, rolling it on.
When Ryo slides in, Shige pants, clutches the blankets in his fists and watches Ryo.
"It is okay?" Ryo says as he pulls out.
"Yeah," Shige moans.
Ryo pushes in, and Shige exhales and smiles. Ryo pulls out, Shige gasps. Back and forth. Ryo leans over Shige and kisses him, hard, tongue against lips for the split second before Shige opens his mouth and lets Ryo in there too. A hand comes up and kneads a breast, thumb rubbing over the nipple.
The minutes drag on, the sound of smacksmackthwack loud in the air, Shige's skin pliant and willing under Ryo's hands and hips.
"Ryo," Shige finally says between gasps and moans. "I think- I'm gonna-"
"Then do it, idiot," Ryo mutters, giving one more hard thrust, before he feels Shige's body jerk and tighten, and Shige's eyes are rolling up into his head, jaw hanging open.
Ryo keeps moving, feeding off Shige's expression and orgasm, building up that tiny little last bit neccesary, before he growls, comes and kisses Shige, running his tongue against the other's.
Shige's body is still twitching with aftershocks, Ryo seated inside him.
"That was- was-"
"Just say it," Ryo murmurs against Shige's skin.
"Really good."
Ryo laughs, and even though he's going soft, thrusts one last time, jokingly, before pulling out and tossing the condom into the garbage can. Shige slaps him on the shoulder.
Ryo smacks his lips. "I need a nap. And then lunch." He reaches across Shige's bed, grabs the body pillow and throws it on the ground, curling up in it's former spot.
Shige contemplates doing something, or saying something, but figures it would just complicate the situation further, and really, the situation didn't require any further complications. So, he reaches down the the foot of the bed and grabs a blanket, and settles it across the both of them.
PAIRING: Ryo/girl!Shige
RATING: NC17
NOTES: Written for this request at the spring anony meme. You can go see my epic HTML fail.
When Shige wakes up, he feels very unShige-like. He nearly falls over when he gets out of bed, his center of gravity completely off. When he walks down the hall to take a shower, he keeps bumping into the walls and his gait feels different. When he reaches out to open the door, he absently thinks that his hand looks smaller than usual.
But, Shige chalks all these things up to sleeping poorly the previous night and doesn't think anything of them.
Until he takes off his shirt and he most definitely has a pair of boobs.
He screams, and runs back to his room, too freaked out to think about putting the shirt back on. He reaches for his phone, knowing there's only one person who would even maybe believe him. Without even looking, he presses send-send, for the last person on his call list. The other answers, and Shige's doesn't even wait for a greeting before the word vomit comes forth.
"There's something wrong with me! Horribly wrong! I sick! So sick! It's not right! What do I do? IHAVEBOOBSHELPME."
The other side of the line is quiet until there's a gravely, Kansai accent talking back and him, and Shige realizes he called the wrong person.
"What about boobs?"
Shige pulls his phone back, looking at the LCD screen, which says "Nishikido Ryo" and not "Koyama Keiichirou," like who he'd intended to call. He squeaks, a very unmasculine sound, but considering the circumstances, it's not surprising. Shige blushes nevertheless.
"Are you serious, Shige?"
He looks down, at his chest and pokes one breast, to check if he's hallucinating or not. It's soft under his finger and his hand recoils.
"Yes."
Ryo is silent for a long time before he asks, "Is there anything else?"
"I- I'm too scared to look."
"Ok." And Shige's a little shocked at Ryo's tone, because it's not condescending or rude or anything like that. It's gentle.
"What do I do?"
"Don't do anything," Ryo says. "I'll be there in half an hour."
He hangs up, and Shige's stuck without having a say. He drops his phone on the floor and grabs a pillow, holding it to his chest and burying his face in it.
30 minutes later - like clockwork - the doorbell rings. Shige gets up, pillow still tight against his chest, and he meanders to the door, still trying to figure out how to move without knocking into things. At the door, he unlocks it, the clicking sound loud, and then ducks behind a doorjam.
The door opens, and he hears Ryo come in and take off his shoes. "Shige?"
"Yeah?"
Ryo rounds the corner and Shige can hear him stop and gasp. "Shit, dude."
Shige stares very intently at the floor. There's a hand in his hair and he trembles.
"Even your hair feels different. How'd this happen?"
"How would I know?" He answers, barely audible.
Ryo steps closer. "Um. Can I see?"
Shige blushes, near-violently, and pushes his face into the pillow.
It's quiet between them, until Ryo puts a hand on Shige's shoulder. "Why did you call me?"
"I thought I was calling Koyama."
Ryo laughs. "He would be no help in this situation."
Shige sobs into the pillow, and Ryo's hand moves, cupping his jaw, and forcing him to look up. He sighs and rubs a tear off Shige cheekbone.
"I'm not good at dealing with crying girls."
Shige opens his mouth, wanting to say something to defend himself, but he can't, because Ryo's face is suddenly so close, lips brushing against his, and Ryo's hand soft against his head.
"What are you doing?"
Ryo doesn't answer, just tugs at the corner of the pillow, and for some reason, Shige finds himself letting go, and it drops to the floor. Ryo leans back, cupping a breast in each hand and Shige bites his lip.
"Wow. These are nice."
Shige kicks him in the shin.
Ryo glares, and leans back in for another kiss, this one more intense, less innocent, kneading and pushing Shige hard against the wall. Shige gasps into the kiss, unused to how everything feels different. When Ryo's hand moves from his boobs, Shige has to fight back the disappointed noise he feels rising in his throat. Ryo moves himself even closer to Shige, their bodies flush, hands on Shige's ass, rocking them together.
Shige throws his head back, bumping it against the wall and choking out a moan.
"Aren't you curious?" Ryo asks, voice heavy.
Shige moves his head down and presses his forehead against the side of Ryo's neck. "Isn't it kind of... gay?"
Ryo laughs. "You have boobs and a vag. That's pretty not gay."
"Ok," Shige says, nodding.
He grinds against Shige one last time before stepping back and waiting for Shige to lead the way.
In the bedroom, Shige moves awkwardly to his bed, and stands at the foot of it, while he listens to Ryo take off his shirt and his jeans fall to the floor. Shige feels cold, goosebumps rising over his skin, he can feel Ryo move behind him, hands on his hips, pushing down the pajama pants, and Shige steps out of them.
"I'll be gentle," Ryo says, and Shige nearly laughs at how cliche and stupid it is, but part of him is also glad to know that Ryo isn't going to be impersonal about this.
He steps around Shige, to the bed, and beckons Shige over, who stops, standing right in front of Ryo. His hands run up either side of his legs up to his waist, and then down to his hips, where Ryo stops at the elastic band on the boxer-briefs that Shige's still wearing.
"You look silly like this," Ryo says, before grabbing the elastic and pulling them down, nearly to Shige's knees.
Shige's about to swear, hit Ryo, do something for being so sudden, but Ryo's too fast for him again, pushing him onto his back on the bed and pulling the underwear off the rest of the way. Shige tries to close his legs, cover himself, but Ryo's on top of that too, holding Shige's hands and putting a knee between Shige's.
Ryo leans over Shige, kissing across his collarbone, then each nipple, down his torso, lapping at his belly button. Tentatively, Ryo lets go of one of Shige's hands, and when the other doesn't make any drastic movement, he drags his hand across Shige's thigh and tickles the sensitive skin on the inside of his thigh. Shige jerks and gasps, but doesn't complain.
Ryo's fingers edge closer, brushing against Shige's opening, and Shige sighs, tightening his grasp around Ryo's other hand. When Ryo slips in a finger, it's easily, not even the slightest hint of resistance. Ryo looks up at Shige, who's staring at the ceiling, blinking rapidly.
"Well?"
He doesn't reply, just nods, and Ryo adds a second finger, rubbing against Shige.
Shige chokes and bucks against Ryo's hand. Ryo laughs and climbs up Shige's body, kissing him. Shige lets go of Ryo's hand, opting to wrap it around his shoulders, and Ryo is a little surprised when he feels the back of Shige's other hand running down his stomach and playing with the band of his boxers. Ryo tries to lean back, but Shige won't let him, just keeps kissing Ryo and rocking against his fingers, and finally, dips his hand into Ryo's boxers and wraps his hand around Ryo's erection.
It only lasts for a few minutes, until Ryo pulls himself out of Shige's embrace, looks him in the eyes and asks: "Can I?"
Shige nods. "Yeah."
Ryo nearly falls of the bed reaching for his pants, grabbing his wallet out of the back packet and digging around in it for a second before pulling out a condom. He settles back between Shige's legs, rolling it on.
When Ryo slides in, Shige pants, clutches the blankets in his fists and watches Ryo.
"It is okay?" Ryo says as he pulls out.
"Yeah," Shige moans.
Ryo pushes in, and Shige exhales and smiles. Ryo pulls out, Shige gasps. Back and forth. Ryo leans over Shige and kisses him, hard, tongue against lips for the split second before Shige opens his mouth and lets Ryo in there too. A hand comes up and kneads a breast, thumb rubbing over the nipple.
The minutes drag on, the sound of smacksmackthwack loud in the air, Shige's skin pliant and willing under Ryo's hands and hips.
"Ryo," Shige finally says between gasps and moans. "I think- I'm gonna-"
"Then do it, idiot," Ryo mutters, giving one more hard thrust, before he feels Shige's body jerk and tighten, and Shige's eyes are rolling up into his head, jaw hanging open.
Ryo keeps moving, feeding off Shige's expression and orgasm, building up that tiny little last bit neccesary, before he growls, comes and kisses Shige, running his tongue against the other's.
Shige's body is still twitching with aftershocks, Ryo seated inside him.
"That was- was-"
"Just say it," Ryo murmurs against Shige's skin.
"Really good."
Ryo laughs, and even though he's going soft, thrusts one last time, jokingly, before pulling out and tossing the condom into the garbage can. Shige slaps him on the shoulder.
Ryo smacks his lips. "I need a nap. And then lunch." He reaches across Shige's bed, grabs the body pillow and throws it on the ground, curling up in it's former spot.
Shige contemplates doing something, or saying something, but figures it would just complicate the situation further, and really, the situation didn't require any further complications. So, he reaches down the the foot of the bed and grabs a blanket, and settles it across the both of them.