One Shot - Aiba, Donuts, and Patient Bed -
Title: Aiba, Donuts, and Patient bed (The title 80% has nothing to do with the fic)
Pairing: WHO ELSE!! OHMIYA!!! Hinted Sakuraiba
Rating: NC-17?
A/N: Unbeta-ed. Sorry for grammar mistakes and all. Prompt by me: Ohmiya Teacher’s fic. Lame fic. Lame smut. But any comments are so much loved and appreciated m(_ _)m
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As the bell rings, tells everyone that class is over, students storm out of classrooms. Some are going home soon, and they who have something to do in clubs will stay. In infirmary room, Ohno reads the note once again, and smiles before he slips the note in to his coat’s pocket and makes his way out.
“Good afternoon, Ohno-Sensei!”
Ohno nods to five or six girls in a group, who pass him in corridor, and concentrates walking not to bump at students who run from the opposite way. His white coat sways behind him elegantly, only if he knows how to walk properly, he would be a dazzling creature more than he already is.
His walk is taking a slow path, the type who cannot be rushed, enjoys every step on the clean marble floor, and heads to music room in the end of hall way. Sound of piano is heard, Ohno closes his eyes while pictures the pianist fingers dance on the tunes, the same fingers which usually dance on his white skin. Imaging the pianist drowns in to melody he produces, that even butterflies will fall for it, Ohno doesn’t realize that he has arrived and standing in the door frame.
And the situation he is in now, beautiful play that leads him here, as if he gets in to a trance, the pianist brings Ohno to him like magic, just the same like this. All of it reminds him to the first day the pianist stepped in to his life, and stole everything he had.
Ohno is standing still, waiting for him to end one song rather impatiently, his favorite one actually. But it’s Ohno we’re talking about, and no one can ignore his existence, only him moving his hand is enough to tell the pianist he has special guest waiting.
“You’re here.”
Seeing the pianist smiles at him, Ohno just shrugs and walks in to the room, few steps and the pianist tells him to close the door. Ohno’s hand reaches behind and slams the door shut.
“I haven’t met you even once since morning…” Ohno says, just states a fact. “… Nino.”
“It’s Friday…”
Ohno knows it is Friday today. And he hardly meets Nino in Fridays. But he wants to. So badly.
“I have classes whole day in Fridays.”
“I know.” Ohno smiles bitterly.
“Those girls held me here in break time. I haven’t had lunch yet. Have you?”
“Want me to treat you lunch?”
“I’m not hungry…” Ohno feels cold hands yet spreading warmth over him, holds his wrist tight. “But I do hungry… to kiss… a doctor’s lips… before my eyes…”
“YOU GUYS HERE!!!”
Both Nino and Ohno pull apart before they could get closer as their colleague barks from outside.
“Aiba-Sensei!” Nino looks at their intruder sharply when Aiba opens the music room door.
“I know! I know it!!! What present I should give to Sho chan!!! I know it!!! Nino! You’re going with me, right?”
“Uh, where?”
“Just go with me!!” Aiba then forcefully clings on Nino, glues their arms and is ready to go. Unfortunately, Ohno misses Nino’s eyes screaming for help.
They have been working with Aiba for more than three years now, and is now getting used to all disasters that Aiba might bring to them. Rather than getting used, maybe it’ll be right to say they already too lazy avoiding or struggling. Both of that actions will only cause them more suffer, compared to when they just follow him.
So, Ohno lets it go for now. He just hopes Aiba will return his Nino right after he’s done with whatever it is.
Something buzzing around his ears, Ohno moves in reflect, claps blindly in the air. Not lucky enough to get rid of the flying creature. It’s as much annoying as the urge to see Nino, Ohno claps for few times again just to no avail. Before he finally gets up and finds him fell asleep on the messy desk in infirmary room.
His heavy eyes go wide as he sees the short needle point at 8.
“Crap! It’s already this late!” He rubs his eyes and scans the desk to find his glasses in dark, puts it on quickly once he grabs it, lays forgotten on the pile of books.
“Sensei, what are you doing at this hour? Do you intend to stay over?”
“I just about to go…”
At the man, who he thought is the key holder, Ohno doesn’t expect it’d be Nino.
“What are you doing here?” Ohno asks.
“I’m done with Aiba-Sensei, and… I went to your apartment to find no one inside and I thought that you might be waiting for me here…”
“It’s not like I’m waiting… I…”
“Fell asleep?” Nino cuts him midway. He then scans the wall near him, searching for something, and as the click sound is heard, the dark room is now bright. They can see each other clearly now, Ohno’s sleeping after face, and an absolutely tired look in Nino’s face.
“Donuts?” Nino lifts white and pink box he brought in the air.
“Coffee?” Ohno asks back as he walks to the coffee maker, and pours black coffee powder in. He heads to nearest patient bed and sits there, watching Nino takes one from the box, and barely opens his mouth just to touch the food with his lower lip. Like a kid, he licks the topping first and takes a little bite.
“So what did Aiba-Sensei want from you?” He asks, but looks away from Nino, pretends to check the coffee maker.
“Our Sakurai-san’s birthday is approaching. So he wanted to buy him something, like that… he just dragged me to steal me from you… Hey, look!”
Ohno doesn’t have choice but looking at him now, and what Nino is trying to do, isn’t funny at all to him. Nino can’t make Ohno laugh by sticking out his tongue through the hole in middle of that damn donut and making weird face.
“You’re not laughing.” Nino finally notices Ohno’s not interested.
“Coffee… is… ready…” It’s not that Nino wasn’t being funny or what, but… Ohno just thinks… what if…
“Aaaah… the cream is all over my face.” Ohno turns around to see Nino looking at mirror intensely, grumbling. “Where’s your tissue?”
“I… used up the last, sorry.”
“Tsk.”
“Here’s your coffee.”
“Can you lick the cream for me?”
“What?” Ohno has to tighten his grip in the cups, keeping them from falling over to the floor.
What next he knows is that Nino takes the cups from him and places them on his desk. “Clean it up, for me?”
If he waits for answer, he isn’t Nino. Because Ohno now just can smell chocolate from Nino’s mouth, whose tongue runs wild licking his lips like ice cream. As Nino feels like to do more, he slips in to Ohno’s inner mouth, eagerly parts and is now fighting back against Nino.
Nino did all those things to donut is not without purposes. He just wanted to make Ohno thinking dirty. And whose fault is now that Ohno is so horny and turning on, imagining Nino’s tongue in his skin, and that donut thing… what if… Nino does that to his hole… and that is what both of them want now. They just don’t know how to start it, always like that.
“Clean me up, Oh chan.” At the command, Ohno then licks Nino’s mouth, cleans the cream there. He smiles, when biting Nino’s lower lip, the pianist lets out a moan.
“You’re clean enough now…” Ohno reports, stopping the licks and is surprised by the sudden movement from Nino, who pushes him to the patient bed behind Ohno and places butterfly kisses around Ohno’s jaw and travels down his neck, tastes the salty skin but he deliciously sucks it, makes red love marks there.
“Aaaah… Nino…” Ohno just can’t hold the moans while he feels sensation, a damn great sensation Nino gives him.
“I really really missed you the whole day…” Nino unbuttons Ohno’s shirt one by one, his lips never leave Ohno’s neck.
“Ahhh, Nino… me too…” Ohno pulls Nino up so that he can kiss the man again, but once Nino’s knee presses his groin, Ohno arches his back, letting Nino to push deeper and harder. He’s quite amazed at how Nino always does everything so great to him.
Nino always learns about Ohno. Nino wasn’t that good in their first time, but now, is different. He memories any responses from Ohno to every moves he has made, and by Ohno’s moans, he knows where and how he should touch.
“I don’t have lubes here…” Ohno says between his heavy breaths.
“I have it.” Nino smiles shyly, as if he states that he had this all happening planned. He grabs the small tube behind his pocket, tucks it open and pours a fair amount. He pushes Ohno’s legs up, that the small pink-ish hole is seen.
“Looks so sweet.” Nino comments before he leans down and licks it around the circle, pushes his tongue inside it.
“Unngghhh… Nino… hurry up!” Ohno groans, he can’t hold any longer if Nino keeps teasing him.
“I have to prepare you properly.” Before Ohno can complain, Nino is already inserting one finger in to him, shutting him out in sigh and desperation. No minutes later, the second finger follows, and Nino fasten the pace, and pushing deeper than before, brushing his fingers to Ohno’s inside wall. He feels sorry though when he sees Ohno’s lustful look, and tries to move his hips forward to meet Nino’s, looks for more friction.
Nino pours some more in to his left hand and starts to stroke his own length, almost as desperate as Ohno.
“Damn!”
“Nino!” Ohno protests when Nino draws his fingers out, but once Nino replaces fingers with his hardened member and slams roughly in to him, Ohno gasps at the mixed sensation, hurt, but feels so good, he even wants more, harder and deeper, until Nino’s length fully inside him, brushing his sweet spot, over and over again.
“Ah, Ah, Ungh, Nino… kiss me…”
Nino slower his pace to reach Ohno’s lips, kisses the man, and his left hand is now working on Ohno’s member, stroking it sloppily, while he hardly concentrates at fucking Ohno.
He stops for a while, changes the angle and holds Ohno legs apart further, Nino goes again. He’s serious this time and he needs to release soon. His crazy thrusts are sent Nino to the edge. He ends it in few more hard and deep thrusts, empties himself inside Ohno, who screams as well, being filled with Nino’s.
Soon after, Ohno follows and rides on his orgasm. Nino smiles at Ohno under him, who looks so exhausted, and hardly breath.
“You’re…”
“You could be impatient sometimes, ne…” Nino smirks.
“And you’re rougher than usual…”
“It’s punishment from not helping me from Aiba!!”
“Eh? When?”
At the dumb look, Nino just wants to do it RAW next time.
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END.
LAME LAME LAME LAME LAME LAME, isn’t it?????
*runs and hides behind Oh chan before people kick me out of LJ*
Pairing: WHO ELSE!! OHMIYA!!! Hinted Sakuraiba
Rating: NC-17?
A/N: Unbeta-ed. Sorry for grammar mistakes and all. Prompt by me: Ohmiya Teacher’s fic. Lame fic. Lame smut. But any comments are so much loved and appreciated m(_ _)m
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As the bell rings, tells everyone that class is over, students storm out of classrooms. Some are going home soon, and they who have something to do in clubs will stay. In infirmary room, Ohno reads the note once again, and smiles before he slips the note in to his coat’s pocket and makes his way out.
“Good afternoon, Ohno-Sensei!”
Ohno nods to five or six girls in a group, who pass him in corridor, and concentrates walking not to bump at students who run from the opposite way. His white coat sways behind him elegantly, only if he knows how to walk properly, he would be a dazzling creature more than he already is.
His walk is taking a slow path, the type who cannot be rushed, enjoys every step on the clean marble floor, and heads to music room in the end of hall way. Sound of piano is heard, Ohno closes his eyes while pictures the pianist fingers dance on the tunes, the same fingers which usually dance on his white skin. Imaging the pianist drowns in to melody he produces, that even butterflies will fall for it, Ohno doesn’t realize that he has arrived and standing in the door frame.
And the situation he is in now, beautiful play that leads him here, as if he gets in to a trance, the pianist brings Ohno to him like magic, just the same like this. All of it reminds him to the first day the pianist stepped in to his life, and stole everything he had.
Ohno is standing still, waiting for him to end one song rather impatiently, his favorite one actually. But it’s Ohno we’re talking about, and no one can ignore his existence, only him moving his hand is enough to tell the pianist he has special guest waiting.
“You’re here.”
Seeing the pianist smiles at him, Ohno just shrugs and walks in to the room, few steps and the pianist tells him to close the door. Ohno’s hand reaches behind and slams the door shut.
“I haven’t met you even once since morning…” Ohno says, just states a fact. “… Nino.”
“It’s Friday…”
Ohno knows it is Friday today. And he hardly meets Nino in Fridays. But he wants to. So badly.
“I have classes whole day in Fridays.”
“I know.” Ohno smiles bitterly.
“Those girls held me here in break time. I haven’t had lunch yet. Have you?”
“Want me to treat you lunch?”
“I’m not hungry…” Ohno feels cold hands yet spreading warmth over him, holds his wrist tight. “But I do hungry… to kiss… a doctor’s lips… before my eyes…”
“YOU GUYS HERE!!!”
Both Nino and Ohno pull apart before they could get closer as their colleague barks from outside.
“Aiba-Sensei!” Nino looks at their intruder sharply when Aiba opens the music room door.
“I know! I know it!!! What present I should give to Sho chan!!! I know it!!! Nino! You’re going with me, right?”
“Uh, where?”
“Just go with me!!” Aiba then forcefully clings on Nino, glues their arms and is ready to go. Unfortunately, Ohno misses Nino’s eyes screaming for help.
They have been working with Aiba for more than three years now, and is now getting used to all disasters that Aiba might bring to them. Rather than getting used, maybe it’ll be right to say they already too lazy avoiding or struggling. Both of that actions will only cause them more suffer, compared to when they just follow him.
So, Ohno lets it go for now. He just hopes Aiba will return his Nino right after he’s done with whatever it is.
Something buzzing around his ears, Ohno moves in reflect, claps blindly in the air. Not lucky enough to get rid of the flying creature. It’s as much annoying as the urge to see Nino, Ohno claps for few times again just to no avail. Before he finally gets up and finds him fell asleep on the messy desk in infirmary room.
His heavy eyes go wide as he sees the short needle point at 8.
“Crap! It’s already this late!” He rubs his eyes and scans the desk to find his glasses in dark, puts it on quickly once he grabs it, lays forgotten on the pile of books.
“Sensei, what are you doing at this hour? Do you intend to stay over?”
“I just about to go…”
At the man, who he thought is the key holder, Ohno doesn’t expect it’d be Nino.
“What are you doing here?” Ohno asks.
“I’m done with Aiba-Sensei, and… I went to your apartment to find no one inside and I thought that you might be waiting for me here…”
“It’s not like I’m waiting… I…”
“Fell asleep?” Nino cuts him midway. He then scans the wall near him, searching for something, and as the click sound is heard, the dark room is now bright. They can see each other clearly now, Ohno’s sleeping after face, and an absolutely tired look in Nino’s face.
“Donuts?” Nino lifts white and pink box he brought in the air.
“Coffee?” Ohno asks back as he walks to the coffee maker, and pours black coffee powder in. He heads to nearest patient bed and sits there, watching Nino takes one from the box, and barely opens his mouth just to touch the food with his lower lip. Like a kid, he licks the topping first and takes a little bite.
“So what did Aiba-Sensei want from you?” He asks, but looks away from Nino, pretends to check the coffee maker.
“Our Sakurai-san’s birthday is approaching. So he wanted to buy him something, like that… he just dragged me to steal me from you… Hey, look!”
Ohno doesn’t have choice but looking at him now, and what Nino is trying to do, isn’t funny at all to him. Nino can’t make Ohno laugh by sticking out his tongue through the hole in middle of that damn donut and making weird face.
“You’re not laughing.” Nino finally notices Ohno’s not interested.
“Coffee… is… ready…” It’s not that Nino wasn’t being funny or what, but… Ohno just thinks… what if…
“Aaaah… the cream is all over my face.” Ohno turns around to see Nino looking at mirror intensely, grumbling. “Where’s your tissue?”
“I… used up the last, sorry.”
“Tsk.”
“Here’s your coffee.”
“Can you lick the cream for me?”
“What?” Ohno has to tighten his grip in the cups, keeping them from falling over to the floor.
What next he knows is that Nino takes the cups from him and places them on his desk. “Clean it up, for me?”
If he waits for answer, he isn’t Nino. Because Ohno now just can smell chocolate from Nino’s mouth, whose tongue runs wild licking his lips like ice cream. As Nino feels like to do more, he slips in to Ohno’s inner mouth, eagerly parts and is now fighting back against Nino.
Nino did all those things to donut is not without purposes. He just wanted to make Ohno thinking dirty. And whose fault is now that Ohno is so horny and turning on, imagining Nino’s tongue in his skin, and that donut thing… what if… Nino does that to his hole… and that is what both of them want now. They just don’t know how to start it, always like that.
“Clean me up, Oh chan.” At the command, Ohno then licks Nino’s mouth, cleans the cream there. He smiles, when biting Nino’s lower lip, the pianist lets out a moan.
“You’re clean enough now…” Ohno reports, stopping the licks and is surprised by the sudden movement from Nino, who pushes him to the patient bed behind Ohno and places butterfly kisses around Ohno’s jaw and travels down his neck, tastes the salty skin but he deliciously sucks it, makes red love marks there.
“Aaaah… Nino…” Ohno just can’t hold the moans while he feels sensation, a damn great sensation Nino gives him.
“I really really missed you the whole day…” Nino unbuttons Ohno’s shirt one by one, his lips never leave Ohno’s neck.
“Ahhh, Nino… me too…” Ohno pulls Nino up so that he can kiss the man again, but once Nino’s knee presses his groin, Ohno arches his back, letting Nino to push deeper and harder. He’s quite amazed at how Nino always does everything so great to him.
Nino always learns about Ohno. Nino wasn’t that good in their first time, but now, is different. He memories any responses from Ohno to every moves he has made, and by Ohno’s moans, he knows where and how he should touch.
“I don’t have lubes here…” Ohno says between his heavy breaths.
“I have it.” Nino smiles shyly, as if he states that he had this all happening planned. He grabs the small tube behind his pocket, tucks it open and pours a fair amount. He pushes Ohno’s legs up, that the small pink-ish hole is seen.
“Looks so sweet.” Nino comments before he leans down and licks it around the circle, pushes his tongue inside it.
“Unngghhh… Nino… hurry up!” Ohno groans, he can’t hold any longer if Nino keeps teasing him.
“I have to prepare you properly.” Before Ohno can complain, Nino is already inserting one finger in to him, shutting him out in sigh and desperation. No minutes later, the second finger follows, and Nino fasten the pace, and pushing deeper than before, brushing his fingers to Ohno’s inside wall. He feels sorry though when he sees Ohno’s lustful look, and tries to move his hips forward to meet Nino’s, looks for more friction.
Nino pours some more in to his left hand and starts to stroke his own length, almost as desperate as Ohno.
“Damn!”
“Nino!” Ohno protests when Nino draws his fingers out, but once Nino replaces fingers with his hardened member and slams roughly in to him, Ohno gasps at the mixed sensation, hurt, but feels so good, he even wants more, harder and deeper, until Nino’s length fully inside him, brushing his sweet spot, over and over again.
“Ah, Ah, Ungh, Nino… kiss me…”
Nino slower his pace to reach Ohno’s lips, kisses the man, and his left hand is now working on Ohno’s member, stroking it sloppily, while he hardly concentrates at fucking Ohno.
He stops for a while, changes the angle and holds Ohno legs apart further, Nino goes again. He’s serious this time and he needs to release soon. His crazy thrusts are sent Nino to the edge. He ends it in few more hard and deep thrusts, empties himself inside Ohno, who screams as well, being filled with Nino’s.
Soon after, Ohno follows and rides on his orgasm. Nino smiles at Ohno under him, who looks so exhausted, and hardly breath.
“You’re…”
“You could be impatient sometimes, ne…” Nino smirks.
“And you’re rougher than usual…”
“It’s punishment from not helping me from Aiba!!”
“Eh? When?”
At the dumb look, Nino just wants to do it RAW next time.
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END.
LAME LAME LAME LAME LAME LAME, isn’t it?????
*runs and hides behind Oh chan before people kick me out of LJ*