why wasn't this requested soon-- During a tickle fight, making out and possible sex ensues, bonus points if it's their first time and if tickling is a kink.
Tickled Pink, Part 1
anonymous
March 26 2010, 19:59:06 UTC
Um, 'ello! This is my first time writing here, hope you guys enjoy!
* His apartment was never quiet when Kida was around. In his little kitchen, Mikado lifted the steaming pot's lid with a cloth and dumped chopped leek into the bubbling ramen. From the living room, the best friend in question could be heard running a commentary on whatever was on the television. Probably because the television was an inanimate object that couldn't talk back on how lame the commentator was. Lips quirking fondly, Mikado finished stirring the ramen and set it on a tray before walking back to the main room. He set it on the floor and sat, splitting the chopsticks. "Ramen's done." Kida perked up. "Great! Just in time for the commercials." The blonde tossed the remote and crawled over
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Tickled Pink, Part 2/?
anonymous
March 28 2010, 00:03:01 UTC
I'm sorry! Here's part 2. And o___o the smut's turning a LOT heavier than I thought. These are hormonal high school teenagers, NOT the usual cutesy variety.
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Kida remained in this position, marveling over this wonder before him. Mikado, having recovered his breath, chuckled awkwardly to get rid of the embarrassing sensation coiling in his gut. What was there to be turned on now? What was wrong with him? "..Aha. It's kind of hot, I'll go turn on the A/C.." The dark-haired boy shifted to get out from under his friend, lifting his body up on his elbows - a mistake. The movement was clumsy, abrupt, and brought the boys' hips together. Both boys gasped at the unexpected pressure on their half-hard arousals, Mikado louder - he'd been so confused he hadn't even realized he was erect - and the bewildered boy fell back down. Kida, honeyed eyes now dilated and breath coming a little uneven, gave an experimental thrust in between Mikado's unconsciously splayed legs. Mouths parted in a pair of lusty moans, and Mikado clutched at Kida's shirt
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why wasn't this requested soon-- During a tickle fight, making out and possible sex ensues, bonus points if it's their first time and if tickling is a kink.
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His apartment was never quiet when Kida was around. In his little kitchen, Mikado lifted the steaming pot's lid with a cloth and dumped chopped leek into the bubbling ramen. From the living room, the best friend in question could be heard running a commentary on whatever was on the television. Probably because the television was an inanimate object that couldn't talk back on how lame the commentator was. Lips quirking fondly, Mikado finished stirring the ramen and set it on a tray before walking back to the main room. He set it on the floor and sat, splitting the chopsticks. "Ramen's done." Kida perked up. "Great! Just in time for the commercials." The blonde tossed the remote and crawled over ( ... )
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But technicalities aside, OMG MOAR PLZ. ANON NEEDS SECOND PART OF HEAVY MAKE-OUT SESSION/FIRST-TIME!SEX/WHAT YOU'RE HITTING US WITH.
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Kida remained in this position, marveling over this wonder before him. Mikado, having recovered his breath, chuckled awkwardly to get rid of the embarrassing sensation coiling in his gut. What was there to be turned on now? What was wrong with him? "..Aha. It's kind of hot, I'll go turn on the A/C.." The dark-haired boy shifted to get out from under his friend, lifting his body up on his elbows - a mistake. The movement was clumsy, abrupt, and brought the boys' hips together. Both boys gasped at the unexpected pressure on their half-hard arousals, Mikado louder - he'd been so confused he hadn't even realized he was erect - and the bewildered boy fell back down. Kida, honeyed eyes now dilated and breath coming a little uneven, gave an experimental thrust in between Mikado's unconsciously splayed legs. Mouths parted in a pair of lusty moans, and Mikado clutched at Kida's shirt ( ... )
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