[Fic] Jealous... much?
Title: Jealous... much?
Pairing: RyoDa
Genre: smut I guess XD
Rating: NC-17ish
Summary: Ryo saw something and formed the wrong impression. And because of his jealousy, he wants to punish Tat-chan
Disclaimer: I own their hearts.... no, wait... it's the other way around *sigh*
A/N: The fourth drabble from the '10 drabble meme' running around here XD This was maji_de 's prompt, so this is for you, dear. Hope you like it ^^
A/N 2: I still have a few slots open (4 I guess). So if anyone wants to request something, just go to my journal and you can place your request ^^
Warning: Smut all the way
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“Ryo, you idiot... stop... it!”
“No.”
“Ryo...”
“Shut up, princess.”
“Let me... go!”
What was all that about? Well, Ryo seemed to be mad at Tatsuya for some unknown reason, a reason he didn't want to tell the latter, apparently.
“Where are you taking me? And... what did I do wrong this time?” he almost whined, trying to get out of the Osakan's grip. But the latter gripped him harder and pushed him into the nearest wall, Tatsuya groaning in pain at the sudden contact. Ryo's face was extremely close to his and Tatsuya could feel his hot breath puffing down on his neck, then suddenly he felt the former's lips licking his neck up to his chin. Tatsuya could feel his whole body shaking of a feeling he never met before. But suddenly he felt the other peeling him off the wall and pulling him along.
Five minutes later, Tatsuya found himself in the bathroom, thrown to a wall, between two basins.
“How many times do I have to tell you...” he ripped open Tatsuya's shirt “... that you're mine?”
“But I didn't-” he was shut up by Ryo, who crashed his lips against Tatsuya's and in the same time guiding his hand to the other's groin, making him flinch in surprise.
“Ryo, please... tell me what I did wrong.”
Ryo stopped and looked at the other with hungry eyes.
“I don't like you being around Taguchi so much. That guy has his eyes set on you, I tell you.” he growled, jealousy written all over his face.
“Are you stupid? We're just friends!”
“Then why does he keep touching you on the crook of your neck? You know that's my spot.” he whispered huskily, making the hair on Tatsuya's body rise, goosebumps visible on his skin. “And you seem to enjoy it, too.”
“Ryo, I... I didn't notice that.”
“Right. And my name is Beyonce.” he let out and lowered the other's pants furiously, pushing him more to the wall, if that was even possible.
“Ryo, please... someone might come in.”
“I don't care. You need to be punished, hime.”
Ryo took his and Tatsuya's ties and tied his hands to the pipe running above them.
“Ryo, don't do this to me... at least... at least let me feel you, let me touch you...”
“You will feel me, Tatsuya. More than you can imagine.” he let out and put his hand under the tap, wetting it and making circular movements around Tatsuya's back entrance. The cold water that touched his skin made the latter hiss, moment when Ryo smirked and started nibbling on his lover's nipples, flicking his tongue once or twice over Tatsuya's pretty well-built torso. He heard the other whimpering and stop his ministratrions, only to look at him.
“I know you're enjoying this. So the only sounds I want to hear from you are your lusty moans.”
“You're such a... pervert... Osaka man.” Ryo smirked and continued his ministrations.
Soon enough, the Osaka transfer student entered his lover almost brutally, but still carefully, placing the latter's legs around his waist. He did care about Tatsuya from the moment he saw him on the first day he arrived to his new school. Even though he knew he was a prick sometimes, he was sure the other liked him, even if it was just a bit.
“Oh, God, Nishikido... harder.” Tatsuya let out under his breath, surprising the other. Ryo couldn't believe Tatsuya was actually asking for more. And if he wanted more, Ryo would give him more.
It was one of their hottest sessions until then, both of them feeling extremely good and... happy.
“God, I love the way you move.” Tatsuya let out unconsciously, surprising Ryo once more.
“What?” Ryo's question made the other snap out of his hazy state.
“Huh?”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing. I... I'm coming.” he didn't get to end his words properly because he felt Ryo's lips over his and his hand doing wonders with Tatsuya's length. Soon enough both of them came, Tat-chan first, followed by Ryo. They enjoyed their afterglows, Ryo leaning on Tat-chan, his face buried in the latter's crook of the neck, planting soft butterfly kisses.
“Release me.” Tatsuya let out in a hushed voice, drained from all the pleasure and pain he experienced. Ryo did as he was told and the other practically fell in his arms. The dark-haired boy made his lover lean against the wall, helping him maintain his position. Tatsuya pulled the other in a hug, wanting to feel his warmth.
“How can I cheat on you when you make me feel this way? You're stupid, Osaka boy.” he tightened the hug and drove his hand through Ryo's hair, smiling faintly at the surprised expression the other was wearing.
“You...”
“Take me home, Ryo. I'm sleepy.” he said and fell limp in the other's arms.
Ryo looked at his lover and smiled to himself as he placed a soft kiss on Tatsuya's hair.
My hime likes me after all. The dark-haired boy let out and dressed the other. He raised him on his arms and left the school grounds, walking slowly to Tatsuya's house.
What if I confessed to him?
Pairing: RyoDa
Genre: smut I guess XD
Rating: NC-17ish
Summary: Ryo saw something and formed the wrong impression. And because of his jealousy, he wants to punish Tat-chan
Disclaimer: I own their hearts.... no, wait... it's the other way around *sigh*
A/N: The fourth drabble from the '10 drabble meme' running around here XD This was maji_de 's prompt, so this is for you, dear. Hope you like it ^^
A/N 2: I still have a few slots open (4 I guess). So if anyone wants to request something, just go to my journal and you can place your request ^^
Warning: Smut all the way
~*~*~
“Ryo, you idiot... stop... it!”
“No.”
“Ryo...”
“Shut up, princess.”
“Let me... go!”
What was all that about? Well, Ryo seemed to be mad at Tatsuya for some unknown reason, a reason he didn't want to tell the latter, apparently.
“Where are you taking me? And... what did I do wrong this time?” he almost whined, trying to get out of the Osakan's grip. But the latter gripped him harder and pushed him into the nearest wall, Tatsuya groaning in pain at the sudden contact. Ryo's face was extremely close to his and Tatsuya could feel his hot breath puffing down on his neck, then suddenly he felt the former's lips licking his neck up to his chin. Tatsuya could feel his whole body shaking of a feeling he never met before. But suddenly he felt the other peeling him off the wall and pulling him along.
Five minutes later, Tatsuya found himself in the bathroom, thrown to a wall, between two basins.
“How many times do I have to tell you...” he ripped open Tatsuya's shirt “... that you're mine?”
“But I didn't-” he was shut up by Ryo, who crashed his lips against Tatsuya's and in the same time guiding his hand to the other's groin, making him flinch in surprise.
“Ryo, please... tell me what I did wrong.”
Ryo stopped and looked at the other with hungry eyes.
“I don't like you being around Taguchi so much. That guy has his eyes set on you, I tell you.” he growled, jealousy written all over his face.
“Are you stupid? We're just friends!”
“Then why does he keep touching you on the crook of your neck? You know that's my spot.” he whispered huskily, making the hair on Tatsuya's body rise, goosebumps visible on his skin. “And you seem to enjoy it, too.”
“Ryo, I... I didn't notice that.”
“Right. And my name is Beyonce.” he let out and lowered the other's pants furiously, pushing him more to the wall, if that was even possible.
“Ryo, please... someone might come in.”
“I don't care. You need to be punished, hime.”
Ryo took his and Tatsuya's ties and tied his hands to the pipe running above them.
“Ryo, don't do this to me... at least... at least let me feel you, let me touch you...”
“You will feel me, Tatsuya. More than you can imagine.” he let out and put his hand under the tap, wetting it and making circular movements around Tatsuya's back entrance. The cold water that touched his skin made the latter hiss, moment when Ryo smirked and started nibbling on his lover's nipples, flicking his tongue once or twice over Tatsuya's pretty well-built torso. He heard the other whimpering and stop his ministratrions, only to look at him.
“I know you're enjoying this. So the only sounds I want to hear from you are your lusty moans.”
“You're such a... pervert... Osaka man.” Ryo smirked and continued his ministrations.
Soon enough, the Osaka transfer student entered his lover almost brutally, but still carefully, placing the latter's legs around his waist. He did care about Tatsuya from the moment he saw him on the first day he arrived to his new school. Even though he knew he was a prick sometimes, he was sure the other liked him, even if it was just a bit.
“Oh, God, Nishikido... harder.” Tatsuya let out under his breath, surprising the other. Ryo couldn't believe Tatsuya was actually asking for more. And if he wanted more, Ryo would give him more.
It was one of their hottest sessions until then, both of them feeling extremely good and... happy.
“God, I love the way you move.” Tatsuya let out unconsciously, surprising Ryo once more.
“What?” Ryo's question made the other snap out of his hazy state.
“Huh?”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing. I... I'm coming.” he didn't get to end his words properly because he felt Ryo's lips over his and his hand doing wonders with Tatsuya's length. Soon enough both of them came, Tat-chan first, followed by Ryo. They enjoyed their afterglows, Ryo leaning on Tat-chan, his face buried in the latter's crook of the neck, planting soft butterfly kisses.
“Release me.” Tatsuya let out in a hushed voice, drained from all the pleasure and pain he experienced. Ryo did as he was told and the other practically fell in his arms. The dark-haired boy made his lover lean against the wall, helping him maintain his position. Tatsuya pulled the other in a hug, wanting to feel his warmth.
“How can I cheat on you when you make me feel this way? You're stupid, Osaka boy.” he tightened the hug and drove his hand through Ryo's hair, smiling faintly at the surprised expression the other was wearing.
“You...”
“Take me home, Ryo. I'm sleepy.” he said and fell limp in the other's arms.
Ryo looked at his lover and smiled to himself as he placed a soft kiss on Tatsuya's hair.
My hime likes me after all. The dark-haired boy let out and dressed the other. He raised him on his arms and left the school grounds, walking slowly to Tatsuya's house.
What if I confessed to him?