[Yaoi Crack Fic!] You have been advised.
Title: Another Way to Cook
Author: haruki_emishi
Rating: NC-17 (Here there be Dragons >:3)
Xposted to: fmpcrack
Summary: Based off GauronxSosuke's fanart! Sosuke realizes he is in quite the pickle as he cooks naked.
Warnings: Misuse of butter.
The kitchen was not a place for a solider to be and yet here the serious Sergeant was making eggs and pancakes; in an apron no less! If he wanted to be one hundred percent honest this was the most embarrassing moment in his life on record. Perhaps the wearing of the apron would not have been made so horrible if he were allowed to wear clothes under it! If was the keyword and he wasn't so this went from bad to worse in 0.2 seconds tops. As the pancakes slowly turned a golden brown and the eggs sizzled the biggest shock might have been that Sergeant Serious knew how to cook. Essential life skill when you have no one to depend on but yourself just don't ask him to write a love letter; that ever ends well. Maybe this was all some sort of screwed up nightmare and he would wake from it soon all fine and back on the Tuatha De Danaan! Well he had been wishing that for a week now but this all seemed stranger than fiction yet ultimately as real as the earth he walked upon. In this abode known as a home, though it was an apartment, the front door opened to the sound of footsteps coming in and eerily jovial humming. Sosuke froze and clutched the spatula sweating bullets as he gulped and looked around quickly for a way out of this predicament. The entrance to the kitchen was near the door but the kitchen its self was not open except for a tiny bar area to sit stools at which he could climb out of. From there he could make a mad dash for the balcony and enact evasive maneuvers to get away and the apron and being naked were of little consequence. Considering the situation he was lumped in right now escaping naked did not seem like such a horrible idea considering.
"How thoughtful of you to make food." The voice all too familiar didn't seem threatening if you were a casual listener. To Sosuke this was the voice of a dangerous person. So utterly dangerous in fact that he just didn't die no matter what horrible things you managed to do to him and that was final.
"It isn't for you I merely am hungry and looking out for myself." He had to keep calm as he spoke. Any bit of nervousness would be like a beacon and that would be the end of it.
Gauron loosened the tie of his suit and strode up behind Sosuke admiring the handy work and eying elsewhere on his body. Silently he slid his hand over Sosuke's ass and gave it a rather firm squeeze chuckling as Sosuke almost dropped the spatula.
"Don't like that Kashim? It's too bad really." His voice mocked sympathy and Sosuke didn't have to turn around to know that the man was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Turning the burners of the stove off the young man tried to turn but suddenly found he was unable to move from his current position; not good. Gauron's eyes looked around for something to make the process go a little more smoothly, if not then this was going to be fun all the same. Butter, a multipurpose thing if you asked him and absolutely perfect for the situation both he and his Kashim were in. One hand was on Sosuke's back forcing the young man to bend over which he did with some struggling that was expected.
"What do you think you are doing!" Sosuke shouted almost worried for his personal safety.
"You'll see." Was all he got out of the man as he felt something slicked in something slippery poke at his entrance. The boy's cobalt blue eyes widened and he began to struggle; just how Gauron liked it. Grasping onto Sosuke's hips pressing enough to bruise he practically forced himself inside the sixteen year old's body. Sosuke's eyes got wide and he gripped the edge of the stove making a small choking noise as if he were trying to yell. The pain he felt was a sensation that was almost akin to being shot and he bowed his head down gritting his teeth. His adversary did not waste time as he started to thrust hard inside the taut body not giving the young man a moment to adjust to him or anything.
"You----You bastard!" Sosuke growled out, "I hate you!"
Gauron smirked, "Oh but I love you Kashim."
Sosuke tried to block out how utterly creepy and unnerving that was as he felt the thrusting sensations lessen in their pain. Now he was gripped by a new feeling that he now tried desperately to bury and shove away like some unwanted person. The defiance and fight Sosuke was putting up seemed to really arouse his enemy more as the man leaned down, hot breath on his ear.
"You truly are something else Kashim, keep defying me and fighting. If you break I will be highly disappointed." The voice could have been akin to a sensual purr if under any other circumstance but it did not arouse anything inside Sosuke.
The grinding and thrusting soon started to reach it's peak as both parties involved reached their climax and came at around the same time. Sosuke unwillingly so and felt like a damn fool for allowing himself to even release and for Gauron well he just didn't mind at all. Pulling out of Sosuke a moment later he grabbed the dishtowel off the side of the sink rubbing his length off. There was a small amount of blood but he shrugged it off tossing the cloth on the counter. The brunette finally regained himself and stood upright the best he could turning to scowl with all the disgust he could humanly muster.
"You're despicable." Sosuke said in a venom filled voice.
"Me? Despicable? ....I suppose you could be right. Now how about cleaning the rest of that mess up and finishing the food, I'm starving." The black haired man smirked as he situated himself back in his pants and walked out of the kitchen leaving Sosuke dumbstruck.
"Note to self, poison this man's food when you are finished with it." Sosuke thought to himself as he cleaned up.
Author: haruki_emishi
Rating: NC-17 (Here there be Dragons >:3)
Xposted to: fmpcrack
Summary: Based off GauronxSosuke's fanart! Sosuke realizes he is in quite the pickle as he cooks naked.
Warnings: Misuse of butter.
The kitchen was not a place for a solider to be and yet here the serious Sergeant was making eggs and pancakes; in an apron no less! If he wanted to be one hundred percent honest this was the most embarrassing moment in his life on record. Perhaps the wearing of the apron would not have been made so horrible if he were allowed to wear clothes under it! If was the keyword and he wasn't so this went from bad to worse in 0.2 seconds tops. As the pancakes slowly turned a golden brown and the eggs sizzled the biggest shock might have been that Sergeant Serious knew how to cook. Essential life skill when you have no one to depend on but yourself just don't ask him to write a love letter; that ever ends well. Maybe this was all some sort of screwed up nightmare and he would wake from it soon all fine and back on the Tuatha De Danaan! Well he had been wishing that for a week now but this all seemed stranger than fiction yet ultimately as real as the earth he walked upon. In this abode known as a home, though it was an apartment, the front door opened to the sound of footsteps coming in and eerily jovial humming. Sosuke froze and clutched the spatula sweating bullets as he gulped and looked around quickly for a way out of this predicament. The entrance to the kitchen was near the door but the kitchen its self was not open except for a tiny bar area to sit stools at which he could climb out of. From there he could make a mad dash for the balcony and enact evasive maneuvers to get away and the apron and being naked were of little consequence. Considering the situation he was lumped in right now escaping naked did not seem like such a horrible idea considering.
"How thoughtful of you to make food." The voice all too familiar didn't seem threatening if you were a casual listener. To Sosuke this was the voice of a dangerous person. So utterly dangerous in fact that he just didn't die no matter what horrible things you managed to do to him and that was final.
"It isn't for you I merely am hungry and looking out for myself." He had to keep calm as he spoke. Any bit of nervousness would be like a beacon and that would be the end of it.
Gauron loosened the tie of his suit and strode up behind Sosuke admiring the handy work and eying elsewhere on his body. Silently he slid his hand over Sosuke's ass and gave it a rather firm squeeze chuckling as Sosuke almost dropped the spatula.
"Don't like that Kashim? It's too bad really." His voice mocked sympathy and Sosuke didn't have to turn around to know that the man was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Turning the burners of the stove off the young man tried to turn but suddenly found he was unable to move from his current position; not good. Gauron's eyes looked around for something to make the process go a little more smoothly, if not then this was going to be fun all the same. Butter, a multipurpose thing if you asked him and absolutely perfect for the situation both he and his Kashim were in. One hand was on Sosuke's back forcing the young man to bend over which he did with some struggling that was expected.
"What do you think you are doing!" Sosuke shouted almost worried for his personal safety.
"You'll see." Was all he got out of the man as he felt something slicked in something slippery poke at his entrance. The boy's cobalt blue eyes widened and he began to struggle; just how Gauron liked it. Grasping onto Sosuke's hips pressing enough to bruise he practically forced himself inside the sixteen year old's body. Sosuke's eyes got wide and he gripped the edge of the stove making a small choking noise as if he were trying to yell. The pain he felt was a sensation that was almost akin to being shot and he bowed his head down gritting his teeth. His adversary did not waste time as he started to thrust hard inside the taut body not giving the young man a moment to adjust to him or anything.
"You----You bastard!" Sosuke growled out, "I hate you!"
Gauron smirked, "Oh but I love you Kashim."
Sosuke tried to block out how utterly creepy and unnerving that was as he felt the thrusting sensations lessen in their pain. Now he was gripped by a new feeling that he now tried desperately to bury and shove away like some unwanted person. The defiance and fight Sosuke was putting up seemed to really arouse his enemy more as the man leaned down, hot breath on his ear.
"You truly are something else Kashim, keep defying me and fighting. If you break I will be highly disappointed." The voice could have been akin to a sensual purr if under any other circumstance but it did not arouse anything inside Sosuke.
The grinding and thrusting soon started to reach it's peak as both parties involved reached their climax and came at around the same time. Sosuke unwillingly so and felt like a damn fool for allowing himself to even release and for Gauron well he just didn't mind at all. Pulling out of Sosuke a moment later he grabbed the dishtowel off the side of the sink rubbing his length off. There was a small amount of blood but he shrugged it off tossing the cloth on the counter. The brunette finally regained himself and stood upright the best he could turning to scowl with all the disgust he could humanly muster.
"You're despicable." Sosuke said in a venom filled voice.
"Me? Despicable? ....I suppose you could be right. Now how about cleaning the rest of that mess up and finishing the food, I'm starving." The black haired man smirked as he situated himself back in his pants and walked out of the kitchen leaving Sosuke dumbstruck.
"Note to self, poison this man's food when you are finished with it." Sosuke thought to himself as he cleaned up.