la la laaaaaa time to clean out my accumulated drabbles. Lots of Koyama and Tegoshi, sometimes together. XD All cut-text from Lil Wayne's "Bedrock" because I'm bored. :D No AU again...
Koyama/Tegoshi PG - Koyama likes OLs. Tegoshi is feeling generous.
It's been a long day. Koyama doesn't know if he woke up on the wrong side of the bed, or stepped on a crack, or crossed a black cat or what, but everything seems to have gone wrong and he's tired. He lets himself into his hotel room and barely makes it to the bed before just collapsing on it, breathing out a huge sigh as he goes limp as a noodle. And then there's a knock. He stays silent, hoping they'll think he's asleep, but the knock just comes again, louder.
"I'm sleeping," he calls out irritably, and buries his face in the covers.
"If you were sleeping you wouldn't have answered," Tegoshi sing-songs. "Let me in. I have a surprise for you. Something to help you relax."
Koyama perks up at that. Maybe their youngest member was kind and thoughtful enough to make him a nice hot cup of tea, maybe brought a pastry, too. He smiles into the blanket and pushes himself up. Who says Tegoshi is entirely self-centered?
Tegoshi greets him with a beautiful and coy smile. Long, brown wig tied back into a low ponytail, he has thin, dark-framed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, and he's toying with the top button of his button-down shyly.
Koyama blinks and shuts the door in his face.
When he opens it again a few seconds later, the astonished look on Tegoshi's face is priceless and he does feel a little guilty. Tugging Tegoshi quickly inside, he shuts the door behind him and leans against it.
"Sorry," he says, shaking his head a bit. "I'm just tired and this," he says, gesturing at Tegoshi, "was not what I was expecting."
"I know you're tired," Tegoshi tells him, stepping close enough to rest his cheek against Koyama's chest, and Koyama lifts a hand to wrap around his waist and relaxes.
Then Tegoshi pulls back and shoots him an impish grin. "That's why I'll do all the work tonight," he says as he starts walking backward, unbuttoning his shirt slowly as he goes.
'Well,' he thinks, and swallows hard at the smoldering look Tegoshi is shooting him, pink tongue coming out to lick delicately at his glossy lower lip. There's no getting out of it, so he might as well enjoy it, he guesses, and follows after him. One thing is for certain - he'll sleep like a baby after.
Koyama/Shige PG - penis enlargement
If there had been any other way, Koyama would have chosen it. As it is, he's sort of angry that he hadn't just thrown the damn laptop out, rather than have Shige sitting there staring, smirking, at the frozen screen.
"I don't know what happened. I know I probably shouldn't have clicked on the link, but I thought the email was from… a friend." He wrings his hands and groans in embarrassment. "It's not what it looks like…"
Shige's still staring, eyes trained on the ads splashed across his laptop screen: "Grow 2 inches in one day!" "One secret tip to grow your cock FOR FREE" and so on into infinity. Then he starts to shake, silent, until a guffaw breaks through and then he just can't stop.
"Shut up, you jerk," Koyama tells him, frowning. "Can you fix it?"
Barely getting himself under control, Shige looks over to Koyama with mirth in his eyes, dipping his gaze before bringing it back up to his face. "No, but I like it the way it is anyway… oh, you meant your laptop."
With a screech, Koyama launches himself at Shige and knocks him out of the chair. But all Shige can do is laugh even as Koyama punches at his chest and shoulders halfheartedly.
"Keep laughing," Koyama tells him darkly, clambering to his feet and walking away stiff-backed. "I hope you choke on it." That only has Shige howling and Koyama blushes. "Pervert," he says.
Koyama/Tegoshi PG - earrings
"Tegoshi," Koyama growls, twisting his fingers in Tegoshi's vest and shoving him against the wall.
A smile curves the edges of Tegoshi's mouth as he looks up through his lashes. "Yes, Kei?"
Koyama doesn't say anything, just fists one hand in Tegoshi's hair and forces his head to the side, tilting it back and over before leaning in to lick sensually across the metal stud in Tegoshi's ear. It's too gentle, in direct contrast with the tight grip in his hair and vest, with the way Koyama's lower half is pressing him into the wall, one leg shoved between Tegoshi's thighs, and Tegoshi whimpers at the sensation, all coyness gone as Koyama breathes heavily against the shell of his ear. When Koyama bites down, gently tugging at the stud with his teeth, Tegoshi bucks against him, catching his lip between his own teeth to stifle the low moan threatening to come out.
There's the sound of a throat clearing, and Koyama abruptly pulls away, breathing heavily, his face tinged pink. With Koyama's hand out of his hair, Tegoshi is free to look over and find Shige leering at them, Maruyama standing just past him and looking amused. Long fingers wrap around his wrist and he's yanked after Koyama, practically jogging to keep up with the man's long legs.
Shige was totally right. Getting his ears pierced was a fucking awesome idea.
Koyama/girl R - Nail Art You should see
this before you read.
It's all going really well. Koyama loves gyaru girls, loves all the effort they put into making themselves look good just for him (or at least that's what he tells himself), loves how sweet and young it makes them look. Because there's just something inexplicably dirty about watching a girl like that swallow him, pink, glossy lips wrapped tight as she hollows her cheeks around his cock while she blinks unbelievably long eyelashes at him.
Everything is downhill from there though, because as soon as she slides him out of her mouth and wraps her fingers around his dick, her fingers with long, long fingernails topped with Hello Kitty keychains it looks like, all glittering brightly at him, he's very very confused.
He spares a painful moment to think that maybe his next girlfriend will go easy on the nail art before he pushes her head down pointedly and smiles to take the edge off.
Tegoshi/girl - PG 10-genre meme thing for
ryogrande who likes Tego/girl as much as I do. <3
Angst: "We can't," she whispers against his mouth, voice thick with tears, and despite the warmth of her breath against his lips, he only feels the cold.
AU: Her helpless screams call to him, and he rounds the corner just in time to watch one of the Taruvians dragging her out of sight, all four arms wrapped around her lewdly in a prelude of what's to come - Tegoshi can't have that; the only person doing any impregnating on this ship is him.
Crack: "Tegoshi," she giggles, tugging at her tie and brushing her hands down his borrowed clothes as she eyes him, "you're not supposed to look better in my outfits than I do."
First time: "Are you ready?" he asks, even though he knows neither of them are, and she takes a deep breath and nods before slipping the snorkel over her head and eyeing the sharks dubiously.
Future: They always said he was too self-centered to be a good dad, and honestly he wasn't sure he really wanted to be one, but now that the moment of truth had come, her hand tightly gripping his and her voice crying out in pain, he realized that he'd never wanted anything more.
Fluff: She makes him feel tall, all tiny and tucked up under his chin, small fingers wrapped around his own as she cowers against him like he can save her from the television, but he's content just as he is.
Humor: "You think it's funny, do you?" Tegoshi asked dryly, as she laughed at him without restraint - well, maybe he'd be laughing too, if he weren't the one knee-deep in horse shit.
Hurt/Comfort: It's like the setup for every bad romance, the way she flings herself into his arms, sobbing, like he's the only person who can finally make it all stop; well, maybe he is.
Smut: He can't help the groan that escapes when he reaches a hand under her skirt only to find nothing between them at all; he's never dropped his pants faster in his life.
UST: They've been best friends since before he could remember, all physical barriers between them broken but the ones he wants the most; he wishes she would quit touching him, so he could get some peace, but mostly he hopes she'll never stop.