Drabble Batch 17
Drabble dump time! These have been accumulating for months. Most are rather random... and some have GIRLS involved... omg. And none of them are AU. Woah... someone throw me a party. <3
Massu/Shige - random lit-inspired drabble from convo with lemonadetea - PG
LT: Of course Massu's the boyfriend. He says Shige talks a lot like a girl. XDb
Me: And has soft hands like a girl... don't forget that...
LT: That just makes me think he's entirely given up guitar, though. D:
Me: Maybe Massu only holds his right hand. XD
LT: Or he does what that guy in Of Mice and Men does? XDDD
Me: *SNORTS* I had totally forgotten about that. I can just see him doing it, too.
"Shige, where's your glove?"
Shige looks away guiltily. "It's too hard to play guitar without thicker calluses," he whines.
Massu runs gentle fingers over Shige's face, tugging at his chin until Shige turns to look at him. "A little pain is worth a lot of pleasure, right?" he drawls, eyes narrowed and mouth curved into a playful smile, and lets his fingers fall from Shige's jaw to his chest, tracing a line down and over a suddenly hard nipple, down, down, down, and Shige groans and nods vehemently.
"I'll go get it," he says breathlessly, and darts off.
There might be a slight moment of guilt in the pit of Massu's stomach, because he really doesn't like Shige to be in pain, but he really dislikes the rough edges of the guitar-formed calluses, the ugly splitting of the skin at the tips, hates the way it feels when they run over his skin, catching at him. Besides, he'll make it up to Shige. He always does.
Koyama/Yamapi - RoboPi drabbles with lemonadetea - G
"'I'm not human'? Really, Pi," Koyama admonished, shaking his head and tucking his feet under him on the couch, "you should stop egging them on."
Yamashita grinned and plopped down next to him, curling against his side. "Worried they'll discover the truth?"
"Yeah, and then haul you off for research. I already have to give up most of my time with you. 'Lab-rat' isn't something I really want on your schedule, edging me out."
"Don't be bitter, Kei," Yamashita said with a smile and butted his head against Koyama's arm until Koyama wrapped it around his shoulder, then lowered his head into Koyama's lap and looked up at him with big, innocent eyes.
"Oh stop it already," Koyama said, looking toward the television. But he didn't hide his smile.
Shige/Tegoshi - playboy bunnies for trivialaffair - PG
"That was cute," Tegoshi tells Shige backstage, eyeing him in a rather interesting manner that has Shige blushing and leaning forward to tug on one of Shige's ears playfully.
"I don't know what you mean."
"You being adorable out there is what I mean."
"It wasn't cute at all. You're the cute one. I was just being funny."
"Oh it was cute. That you tried. That low voice of yours, though. Not so good for cute bunnies." He moves closer and Shige tugs nervously at his own sleeve. "Good for bunnies in general, though, if you know what I mean," he says, leering.
"Eh?" Shige's backing up, now, face bright scarlet, he's sure, but Tegoshi's just following him.
"You know what else bunnies do, right? You're smart."
"Tegoshi. I." Anything he's thinking about saying (or attempting to anyway) is muffled.
Outside, Ryo blocks Koyama from entering their dressing room, sighing heavily at the taller man.
"What? I need to change," Koyama says brusquely. He's not really in the mood for Ryo's shenanigans. He's tired.
"Oh nothing. Go on in if you want. But they're back there going at it like rabbits." He steps aside, shrugs, sort of grins at Koyama's confused face.
Koyama doesn't really get it. He grabs the handle and turns it, cracks the door. They're rabbits, okay. What the hell does that mean? Then he steps in and realizes his error right away, face turning bright red as he hastily backs out. "You could have been less oblique," he snaps at Ryo before stalking off. Ryo just laughs and waits for Massu.
Massu/Tegoshi - G Was probably for bananyphophany after I'd irritated her or something. Most of my TegoMasu is... XD
"Massu…"
"Go 'way."
Tegoshi nudged Massu's knee with his. "Massu…"
"No!"
"I was just playing," Tegoshi pouted at him.
"Go play somewhere else, then."
Crawling into Massu's lap and wrapping his arms around Massu's stiff form, he slid their cheeks together. "Massuuuuuu…"
Massu fought an inner battle but when Tegoshi wiggled playfully against him he just sighed and put his arms around him and let the younger man lay his cheek on his shoulder. He never could win…
Shige/Tegoshi - for grydo2life - "five years from now" G
Five years is a long time, Tegoshi thinks. In five years they'll be twenty-eight - practically old men, not that Shige will be any different. Because Shige lives more in the future than the present anyway. Five years is just a hop, skip, and jump away to him, full of old hobbies to perfect and new ones to find, full of big plans for the future thought up on short train rides. Tegoshi has big plans, too. They're just vague in outline, but definitely grandiose. But specific or hazy, well-thought out or spur of the moment, there's one thing constant about their idea of what will be happening five years from now - they'll still be side-by-side, facing it.
Ryo/Girl - PG?
Ryo liked to think he was a hot number. Maybe he was a little harsh, maybe a bit on the shy side. But get a couple drinks in him and he was good to go. He was smooth, like silk… or butter… but no. Silk was better. Smooth like silk. A girl, no, woman, at the end of the bar caught his eye, her sky blue off-the-shoulder dress shimmering in the lights and long silver earrings refracting them so that it looked like she was glowing and sparkling all at once. He would definitely hit that.
Smooth. He glided over to squeeze between her and some lame chick next to her, leaning casually against the bar and shooting her a winning smile. "Hey, let me buy you a drink," he said, shifting forward on the pretense that he didn't want to yell, but really it was just so he could press their bodies together.
The slight distance she put between them to look him over didn't faze him. She was smiling, and he felt his own smile grow, certain in his victory. He did a quick once-over of his mental list of love hotels in the area. She opened her mouth, sexy, suggestive look on her face, and leaned close to say, "Do you like your showers hot?"
"Eh?" His smile fell slightly. He'd already offered her a drink. Why was she starting something that sounded eerily like a bad pick-up line. "Er… yes? Why?"
"Maybe you should switch to cold. I think you shrank in the wash." Then she was gliding away and Ryo was gaping after her.
"Um."
The guy next to him sniggered and offered to buy him a drink.
2girls/Koyama - Hard R
He's not really sure how he ended up like this, slouched down on the shiny leather bench seat in some VIP lounge in Roppongi with two blondes fighting over who gets to suck him off first and compromising by alternating. They're drunk and sloppy and god it feels amazing when the girl on the right grazes just the edges of her teeth over his achingly hard cock and he wonders how drunk he is because there are other people in here and he just couldn't care less. When the girl on the left begs for her to share and takes him into her mouth, he just gives in and fists a hand in her hair and pulls her close enough to make her gag. He's only apologetic for a fraction of a second until she does it again all on her own.
Tomorrow's going to be a mess. But then, he thinks with a lazy smile as he looks at them through half-lidded eyes, so is tonight.
Shige/girl - G
He's been in love with her for months. They met in statistics, sharing shy smiles and study sessions. He fell all over himself trying to impress her with everything but his idol status, discussing everything from Platonic theories of government to how best to photograph in low light situations, and anything else he knew. Invited her out for coffee, in with his friends, over to galleries. Reveled in his speeding heart beat and the tingles that spread over his body from any place they touched.
Despite his greatest efforts they remain nothing but friends. But he's mostly okay with that, because it means he gets to hold onto these feelings a little longer. Gets to be in love a little longer. As part of an industry that destroys relationships, he'll take the good, he thinks, and skip the bad. For now.
Koyama/Shige - this was for someone, once, from a request thing I did ages ago but I don't remember who. :/ PG?
Sometimes Koyama really doesn't want to wake up. He's not really a night person, but he's not really a morning person, consigned forever to that middle-ground that keeps him up too late sometimes playing video games or reading just one more chapter, or wakes him up at some ungodly hour despite his every desire to just fall back asleep already. He is especially grumpy this morning for some reason he suspects has to do with Shige waking up at said ungodly hour to putter around Koyama's kitchen and rummage through his cabinets to make breakfast. Koyama just wants Shige to come back to bed so they can snuggle.
He grips Shige's pillow and pulls it to himself, wrinkling his nose in frustration and wiggling in irritation.
Still, when Shige dive-bombs the bed while the rice cooks, and burrows his face into the junction of Koyama's neck and collarbone to lick playfully at the warm skin there, Koyama can't help but giggle and stretch. Shige always knows how to make the morning better.
Massu/Shige - random lit-inspired drabble from convo with lemonadetea - PG
LT: Of course Massu's the boyfriend. He says Shige talks a lot like a girl. XDb
Me: And has soft hands like a girl... don't forget that...
LT: That just makes me think he's entirely given up guitar, though. D:
Me: Maybe Massu only holds his right hand. XD
LT: Or he does what that guy in Of Mice and Men does? XDDD
Me: *SNORTS* I had totally forgotten about that. I can just see him doing it, too.
"Shige, where's your glove?"
Shige looks away guiltily. "It's too hard to play guitar without thicker calluses," he whines.
Massu runs gentle fingers over Shige's face, tugging at his chin until Shige turns to look at him. "A little pain is worth a lot of pleasure, right?" he drawls, eyes narrowed and mouth curved into a playful smile, and lets his fingers fall from Shige's jaw to his chest, tracing a line down and over a suddenly hard nipple, down, down, down, and Shige groans and nods vehemently.
"I'll go get it," he says breathlessly, and darts off.
There might be a slight moment of guilt in the pit of Massu's stomach, because he really doesn't like Shige to be in pain, but he really dislikes the rough edges of the guitar-formed calluses, the ugly splitting of the skin at the tips, hates the way it feels when they run over his skin, catching at him. Besides, he'll make it up to Shige. He always does.
Koyama/Yamapi - RoboPi drabbles with lemonadetea - G
"'I'm not human'? Really, Pi," Koyama admonished, shaking his head and tucking his feet under him on the couch, "you should stop egging them on."
Yamashita grinned and plopped down next to him, curling against his side. "Worried they'll discover the truth?"
"Yeah, and then haul you off for research. I already have to give up most of my time with you. 'Lab-rat' isn't something I really want on your schedule, edging me out."
"Don't be bitter, Kei," Yamashita said with a smile and butted his head against Koyama's arm until Koyama wrapped it around his shoulder, then lowered his head into Koyama's lap and looked up at him with big, innocent eyes.
"Oh stop it already," Koyama said, looking toward the television. But he didn't hide his smile.
Shige/Tegoshi - playboy bunnies for trivialaffair - PG
"That was cute," Tegoshi tells Shige backstage, eyeing him in a rather interesting manner that has Shige blushing and leaning forward to tug on one of Shige's ears playfully.
"I don't know what you mean."
"You being adorable out there is what I mean."
"It wasn't cute at all. You're the cute one. I was just being funny."
"Oh it was cute. That you tried. That low voice of yours, though. Not so good for cute bunnies." He moves closer and Shige tugs nervously at his own sleeve. "Good for bunnies in general, though, if you know what I mean," he says, leering.
"Eh?" Shige's backing up, now, face bright scarlet, he's sure, but Tegoshi's just following him.
"You know what else bunnies do, right? You're smart."
"Tegoshi. I." Anything he's thinking about saying (or attempting to anyway) is muffled.
Outside, Ryo blocks Koyama from entering their dressing room, sighing heavily at the taller man.
"What? I need to change," Koyama says brusquely. He's not really in the mood for Ryo's shenanigans. He's tired.
"Oh nothing. Go on in if you want. But they're back there going at it like rabbits." He steps aside, shrugs, sort of grins at Koyama's confused face.
Koyama doesn't really get it. He grabs the handle and turns it, cracks the door. They're rabbits, okay. What the hell does that mean? Then he steps in and realizes his error right away, face turning bright red as he hastily backs out. "You could have been less oblique," he snaps at Ryo before stalking off. Ryo just laughs and waits for Massu.
Massu/Tegoshi - G Was probably for bananyphophany after I'd irritated her or something. Most of my TegoMasu is... XD
"Massu…"
"Go 'way."
Tegoshi nudged Massu's knee with his. "Massu…"
"No!"
"I was just playing," Tegoshi pouted at him.
"Go play somewhere else, then."
Crawling into Massu's lap and wrapping his arms around Massu's stiff form, he slid their cheeks together. "Massuuuuuu…"
Massu fought an inner battle but when Tegoshi wiggled playfully against him he just sighed and put his arms around him and let the younger man lay his cheek on his shoulder. He never could win…
Shige/Tegoshi - for grydo2life - "five years from now" G
Five years is a long time, Tegoshi thinks. In five years they'll be twenty-eight - practically old men, not that Shige will be any different. Because Shige lives more in the future than the present anyway. Five years is just a hop, skip, and jump away to him, full of old hobbies to perfect and new ones to find, full of big plans for the future thought up on short train rides. Tegoshi has big plans, too. They're just vague in outline, but definitely grandiose. But specific or hazy, well-thought out or spur of the moment, there's one thing constant about their idea of what will be happening five years from now - they'll still be side-by-side, facing it.
Ryo/Girl - PG?
Ryo liked to think he was a hot number. Maybe he was a little harsh, maybe a bit on the shy side. But get a couple drinks in him and he was good to go. He was smooth, like silk… or butter… but no. Silk was better. Smooth like silk. A girl, no, woman, at the end of the bar caught his eye, her sky blue off-the-shoulder dress shimmering in the lights and long silver earrings refracting them so that it looked like she was glowing and sparkling all at once. He would definitely hit that.
Smooth. He glided over to squeeze between her and some lame chick next to her, leaning casually against the bar and shooting her a winning smile. "Hey, let me buy you a drink," he said, shifting forward on the pretense that he didn't want to yell, but really it was just so he could press their bodies together.
The slight distance she put between them to look him over didn't faze him. She was smiling, and he felt his own smile grow, certain in his victory. He did a quick once-over of his mental list of love hotels in the area. She opened her mouth, sexy, suggestive look on her face, and leaned close to say, "Do you like your showers hot?"
"Eh?" His smile fell slightly. He'd already offered her a drink. Why was she starting something that sounded eerily like a bad pick-up line. "Er… yes? Why?"
"Maybe you should switch to cold. I think you shrank in the wash." Then she was gliding away and Ryo was gaping after her.
"Um."
The guy next to him sniggered and offered to buy him a drink.
2girls/Koyama - Hard R
He's not really sure how he ended up like this, slouched down on the shiny leather bench seat in some VIP lounge in Roppongi with two blondes fighting over who gets to suck him off first and compromising by alternating. They're drunk and sloppy and god it feels amazing when the girl on the right grazes just the edges of her teeth over his achingly hard cock and he wonders how drunk he is because there are other people in here and he just couldn't care less. When the girl on the left begs for her to share and takes him into her mouth, he just gives in and fists a hand in her hair and pulls her close enough to make her gag. He's only apologetic for a fraction of a second until she does it again all on her own.
Tomorrow's going to be a mess. But then, he thinks with a lazy smile as he looks at them through half-lidded eyes, so is tonight.
Shige/girl - G
He's been in love with her for months. They met in statistics, sharing shy smiles and study sessions. He fell all over himself trying to impress her with everything but his idol status, discussing everything from Platonic theories of government to how best to photograph in low light situations, and anything else he knew. Invited her out for coffee, in with his friends, over to galleries. Reveled in his speeding heart beat and the tingles that spread over his body from any place they touched.
Despite his greatest efforts they remain nothing but friends. But he's mostly okay with that, because it means he gets to hold onto these feelings a little longer. Gets to be in love a little longer. As part of an industry that destroys relationships, he'll take the good, he thinks, and skip the bad. For now.
Koyama/Shige - this was for someone, once, from a request thing I did ages ago but I don't remember who. :/ PG?
Sometimes Koyama really doesn't want to wake up. He's not really a night person, but he's not really a morning person, consigned forever to that middle-ground that keeps him up too late sometimes playing video games or reading just one more chapter, or wakes him up at some ungodly hour despite his every desire to just fall back asleep already. He is especially grumpy this morning for some reason he suspects has to do with Shige waking up at said ungodly hour to putter around Koyama's kitchen and rummage through his cabinets to make breakfast. Koyama just wants Shige to come back to bed so they can snuggle.
He grips Shige's pillow and pulls it to himself, wrinkling his nose in frustration and wiggling in irritation.
Still, when Shige dive-bombs the bed while the rice cooks, and burrows his face into the junction of Koyama's neck and collarbone to lick playfully at the warm skin there, Koyama can't help but giggle and stretch. Shige always knows how to make the morning better.