#132 A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA (I tried XD) [explicit]
Title: Who Has Sex in a Pineapple Under the Sea?
Author: hitsuushi
Prompt: #132: A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA
Word Count: 457
They don’t quite know how they managed to get themselves under the sea and into a pineapple (Why was a pineapple even under the sea? How did they even manage to fit inside of a pineapple? How could they even breathe?!) But this is where they are, and this was definitely no time for such unimportant details, what with the way Gokudera is making those delicious whimpering sounds as Yamamoto’s fingers work up and down the teen’s cock.
They’re blindly finding their way through unfamiliar territory, focusing their attentions on clothes that need to be discarded and the burning sensation of skin against skin that sent wonderful chills up their spines. The bomb-wielder decides that he quite likes the feel of Yamamoto’s hair under his calloused fingers, runs his slim digits through the mess of black, and bites back a moan when lips attach to his neck and begin to nibble just in the right spot. “Yama-MOTO!!” He’s suddenly falling back, tripping over the jeans that had fallen to his ankles sometime earlier, and now he’s staring up at his partner from a cushioned surface (there was a couch conveniently located to break Gokudera’s landing). The tall male wastes no time in situating himself over Gokudera and it’s almost as if they hadn’t broken apart in the first place.
They share a kiss, rough and needy. This is how it always was between the two. Neither of them has time to mind, for fingers have body parts to touch, and they have that feeling that made nothing else matter.
It’s only a few minutes later that Yamamoto’s adjusting Gokudera’s legs and positioning himself. “Sorry if this hurts at all, I didn’t bring any lotion,” Yamamoto says, breathless. All it takes is a throaty noise of desperation rising from the blushing Gokudera before the taller boy is pushing in, letting out a guttural moan at the feel of Gokudera. “Oh god-“ he breathes, pulling out and shoving deep into that tightness and the silver haired teen’s back is arching, fingers clutching at couch cushion.
“Faster, faster,” he breathes and the other complies, ramming in and out of Gokudera with everything he had. They can feel that tension begin to build up, and they know their close. It’s only a few more pushes and pulls before both of them orgasm, leaving the smaller teen crying out in pleasure. They don’t here the door open over the ringing in their ears and the sounds of their own harsh gasps.
When they hear something break not to far from them, they snap out of their sex-induced haze to see a yellow sponge in a pair of square pants. None of them know what to say really, so they say nothing.
Well, I just needed to do one of these, because it was all too tempting and I'm sorry if it's not all that good. This is my first attempt at writing a fic that had sexual things in it.
XD
I hope you enjoy!
Edit: Cross-posted to hitman_reborn
Author: hitsuushi
Prompt: #132: A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA
Word Count: 457
They don’t quite know how they managed to get themselves under the sea and into a pineapple (Why was a pineapple even under the sea? How did they even manage to fit inside of a pineapple? How could they even breathe?!) But this is where they are, and this was definitely no time for such unimportant details, what with the way Gokudera is making those delicious whimpering sounds as Yamamoto’s fingers work up and down the teen’s cock.
They’re blindly finding their way through unfamiliar territory, focusing their attentions on clothes that need to be discarded and the burning sensation of skin against skin that sent wonderful chills up their spines. The bomb-wielder decides that he quite likes the feel of Yamamoto’s hair under his calloused fingers, runs his slim digits through the mess of black, and bites back a moan when lips attach to his neck and begin to nibble just in the right spot. “Yama-MOTO!!” He’s suddenly falling back, tripping over the jeans that had fallen to his ankles sometime earlier, and now he’s staring up at his partner from a cushioned surface (there was a couch conveniently located to break Gokudera’s landing). The tall male wastes no time in situating himself over Gokudera and it’s almost as if they hadn’t broken apart in the first place.
They share a kiss, rough and needy. This is how it always was between the two. Neither of them has time to mind, for fingers have body parts to touch, and they have that feeling that made nothing else matter.
It’s only a few minutes later that Yamamoto’s adjusting Gokudera’s legs and positioning himself. “Sorry if this hurts at all, I didn’t bring any lotion,” Yamamoto says, breathless. All it takes is a throaty noise of desperation rising from the blushing Gokudera before the taller boy is pushing in, letting out a guttural moan at the feel of Gokudera. “Oh god-“ he breathes, pulling out and shoving deep into that tightness and the silver haired teen’s back is arching, fingers clutching at couch cushion.
“Faster, faster,” he breathes and the other complies, ramming in and out of Gokudera with everything he had. They can feel that tension begin to build up, and they know their close. It’s only a few more pushes and pulls before both of them orgasm, leaving the smaller teen crying out in pleasure. They don’t here the door open over the ringing in their ears and the sounds of their own harsh gasps.
When they hear something break not to far from them, they snap out of their sex-induced haze to see a yellow sponge in a pair of square pants. None of them know what to say really, so they say nothing.
Well, I just needed to do one of these, because it was all too tempting and I'm sorry if it's not all that good. This is my first attempt at writing a fic that had sexual things in it.
XD
I hope you enjoy!
Edit: Cross-posted to hitman_reborn