Sticky
Title: Sticky
Summary: Ryo notices Shige's eating habits
Word count: 469
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, owning people is bad!
He could now understand why Masuda had warned him against taking Shige out for western food.
Not only was the man a rather messy eater, but he was also tantalizingly thorough in his eating.
The Barbeque ribs he’d ordered were slowly suckled and touched, as Shige determinedly ate to the very bone.
Ryo watched as Shige’s fingers slowly slid along the slender piece of meat, massaging as he bit and chewed.
This sticky barbeque sauce splattering on Shige’s lips and chin. Shige wasn’t one to waste food, a trade he’d learned from Massu, undoubtedly, as he slowly licked the spicy sauce from his fingers, one at a time.
Ryo stared, completely entranced, as Shige’s tongue slowly worked along each and every single slim finger.
After Shige was satisfied that he’d licked every bit of it off he again turned to small pile of meat that was still left on his plate. He seemed unaware at the stare he was getting from his older band mate, and instead pre-occupied himself with finishing off his meal.
His shiny teeth slipped out as he nipped at the tenderized slab of beef, tongue peeking out to catch a stray drop of sauce.
Ryo had to swallow down the saliva that was slowly threatening to drip out, as he stared at the good-looking man before him devour his food.
Ryo never knew that such a messy food could look so damn hot! It must be illegal to eat in such a fashion!
“Ryo-kun?” Shige piqued, ”are you alright?”
Ryo could only nod, and take a slow deliberate drink of water. If he didn’t know any better he could have sworn Shige was doing this on purpose.
But then again he was no tease. Shige, obliviously shrugged and continued in his eating venture, unaware of the darkly passionate look Ryo was throwing at him.
The dark haired man needed a relief, and this definitely wasn’t a place in which to appease himself.
Pausing slightly, Shige glanced up to meet Ryo’s gaze, and was a bit shocked by what he saw. “Would you like some Ryo-kun? I know you don’t like western cuisine, but this is very tasteful,” Shige began, his voice trailing off slightly as Ryo merely gave him a strange look.
Ryo’s mind was racing to many things, one of them being how he could possibly convince Shige that a run of the mill hook-up was in order, another wondering where the best place to do such a thing would be.
And still another part of him was slightly cursing Masuda for not fully warning him of the repercussions of taking Shige out for dinner would be. “Massu,” he growled.
Shige blinked at him innocently, “Do you want something else to eat?” he asked.
And before Ryo could stop himself he responded with, “you.”
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Author's Note: I have no idea where this came from, I was literally doing my chemistry work when I suddenly started writing this...
Summary: Ryo notices Shige's eating habits
Word count: 469
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, owning people is bad!
He could now understand why Masuda had warned him against taking Shige out for western food.
Not only was the man a rather messy eater, but he was also tantalizingly thorough in his eating.
The Barbeque ribs he’d ordered were slowly suckled and touched, as Shige determinedly ate to the very bone.
Ryo watched as Shige’s fingers slowly slid along the slender piece of meat, massaging as he bit and chewed.
This sticky barbeque sauce splattering on Shige’s lips and chin. Shige wasn’t one to waste food, a trade he’d learned from Massu, undoubtedly, as he slowly licked the spicy sauce from his fingers, one at a time.
Ryo stared, completely entranced, as Shige’s tongue slowly worked along each and every single slim finger.
After Shige was satisfied that he’d licked every bit of it off he again turned to small pile of meat that was still left on his plate. He seemed unaware at the stare he was getting from his older band mate, and instead pre-occupied himself with finishing off his meal.
His shiny teeth slipped out as he nipped at the tenderized slab of beef, tongue peeking out to catch a stray drop of sauce.
Ryo had to swallow down the saliva that was slowly threatening to drip out, as he stared at the good-looking man before him devour his food.
Ryo never knew that such a messy food could look so damn hot! It must be illegal to eat in such a fashion!
“Ryo-kun?” Shige piqued, ”are you alright?”
Ryo could only nod, and take a slow deliberate drink of water. If he didn’t know any better he could have sworn Shige was doing this on purpose.
But then again he was no tease. Shige, obliviously shrugged and continued in his eating venture, unaware of the darkly passionate look Ryo was throwing at him.
The dark haired man needed a relief, and this definitely wasn’t a place in which to appease himself.
Pausing slightly, Shige glanced up to meet Ryo’s gaze, and was a bit shocked by what he saw. “Would you like some Ryo-kun? I know you don’t like western cuisine, but this is very tasteful,” Shige began, his voice trailing off slightly as Ryo merely gave him a strange look.
Ryo’s mind was racing to many things, one of them being how he could possibly convince Shige that a run of the mill hook-up was in order, another wondering where the best place to do such a thing would be.
And still another part of him was slightly cursing Masuda for not fully warning him of the repercussions of taking Shige out for dinner would be. “Massu,” he growled.
Shige blinked at him innocently, “Do you want something else to eat?” he asked.
And before Ryo could stop himself he responded with, “you.”
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Author's Note: I have no idea where this came from, I was literally doing my chemistry work when I suddenly started writing this...