OOC LOG POST ZOMG
Who: Shiraishi, Rin, and a few cameos.. :P
When: Friday afternoon
Where: St. Rudolph!
Rating: Ummm... PG-13? Or very light R, I dunno..
Notes: You did not see this unless you were at St. Rudolph. Then you probably couldn't have missed it :|
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Rin: *is totally in Tokyo zomg*
Rin: *is on tennis court opposite Shiraishi ZOMG*
Shiraishi: *Tosses ball into air and serves* *Completely misses and watches ball bounce across the court. WTF* Dude.
Shiraishi: *Thinks this calls for a brownie break.*
Rin: *also watches* ...ahahahaha you missed. Does that mean I win this one? Or... what was the score again?
Shiraishi: *Stomps over to the bench and brownie pan and pops an entire brownie into mouth* *chomps noisily* *Brow puckers* Um...157-love, my favor? *Has lost all track of score.*
Rin: Sure, that sounds right. *ambles over to snag another brownie, yay*
Shiraishi: Heh. Try this one. *Practically shoves another brownie into Rin's mouth because it's just so damned pretty.*
Rin: *chokes a bit* Mlrmph! *swallows* Not cool, you could at least warn me! D:
Shiraishi: *Thumbs Rin's lip down* Don't pout.
Rin: *nips at Shiraishi's finger* But it works so well.. :P
Shiraishi: *Grins* It's a very nice pout. *Taps his cheek* But still a pout. You trying to maim me and ruin my winning streak?
Rin: Yes. *grins impudently* I'm from Higa - we play dirty, remember?
Shiraishi: Hah! *Smirks* That's what I'm hoping. *Is totally checking Rin out*
Rin: *poses pointedly* You done yet, or are we not playing tennis any more? :P
Shiraishi: *Admires the posing* I'm always ...game. How 'bout we make it interesting?
Rin: Are you saying I'm not interesting? XP Fine. What did you have in mind?
Shiraishi: Dude. It's because you're interesting that I suggested it. *Pretends to ponder but already knows* A kiss a point.
Rin: *smirks, glancing sideways at him* Sounds good to me~
Shiraishi: *Cocks head and stands there expectantly*
Rin: *blinks, then props a hand on his hip, half-frowning* What, does the last one count? Because you definitely dropped that serve.
Shiraishi: Could be. You want it to? *Stretches languidly, arms above head, watching Rin.*
Rin: ... *is distracted by the stretching* Do I want... huh?
Shiraishi: *Makes sure Rin gets an eyeful* Want it to count?
Rin: Oh, uh.. *is so not looking at Shiraishi's face* Yeah, sure.
Shiraishi: *Finishes stretching, brushing his bandaged arm down his torso. Slowly.* So...? *Is mildly amused he can get a response.*
Rin: *finally shakes off his distraction - now that he can't see Shiraishi's stomach :P* So... I won that one, right? So you have to kiss me. *smirks*
Shiraishi: *Had been thinking the winner takes the kiss, but--dude!--this works* If that's how you want to play it?
Shiraishi: *Totally doesn't give Rin a chance to answer before closing distance between them* *Cups his face in his hands* If not, say so now.
Rin: *leans forward slightly, eyes heavy-lidded* *murmurs* Why the hell would I do that?
Shiraishi: Mmmmm...I heard they were crazy at Higa. *Leans in and brushes lips across Rin's before running his tongue across the crease of his lips*
Rin: *parts his lips slightly, sighing against Shiraishi's mouth* Not that crazy.
Shiraishi: Good *Deepens the kiss*
Rin: *steps closer, sliding a hand into Shiraishi's hair and humming contently*
Shiraishi: *Moves one hand behind Rin's head and the other down his back* *Thinks he's going to purposefully blow a helluva lot of points*
Rin: *holds for a moment longer before pulling away, a bit reluctantly* *breezily* I think that's enough for one point, ne?
Shiraishi: *Winks* Yep. You're up Eleventy-fifty to thirty, right? *Is momentarily distracted by the color of Rin's hair--so many shades!* Uh... whose serve?
Rin: ...*sniggers* Yeah, that sounds good. And it's my serve, I think? *turns towards his side of the court and wobbles slightly before catching himself and sauntering to the base-line, maybe swaying his hips a bit more than usual..*
Shiraishi: Sure, whatever. Your serve. *Pretty certain he still had his second serve, but not gonna argue when kissing's on the line.* *Enjoys floorshow before setting up to receive serve.*
Rin: *takes ball out of his pocket and looks at it for a second - is it usually that neon green? It hurts his eyes D:* *adjusts his grip on his racket and tosses the ball up, managing to serve the ball over the net - if only just* :D *yay!*
Shiraishi: *Was totally watching Rin's jersey hitch up and bare, tanned skin.* *Notices serve just in time to rush the net and smack it right back.*
Shiraishi: *May or may not turn a complete circle in his follow-through.*
Rin: *is so busy being pleased with his successful serve and amused at Shiraishi's follow-though that he doesn't even realize the ball was returned until he glances back and sees it bouncing across the court behind him* ...Whoops! ^^*
Shiraishi: *Yes! punches fist in the air before folding arms across his chest and waiting* Forty-fifteen!
Rin: *grins a bit, trotting up to the net and hooking his thumbs in his pockets* XP Well, you gonna meet me here or do I have to climb over?
Shiraishi: You made me come to you. *Settles in to wait.*
Rin: I don't want to walk all the way around! *stomps foot childishly, pouting again* You come here!
Shiraishi: *Chuckles* You remind me of Kin-chan. *Saunters over to net and stops far enough away to make Rin lean over it a bit*
Rin: Who's that? *reaches forward and grabs the front of Shiraishi's shirt, tugging him forward*
Shiraishi: Jungle boy. *Lets himself be pulled off balance and against Rin* You done talking yet?
Rin: I am hardly a child. But hopefully you know that by now. *leans forward, taking Shiraishi's lower lip between his teeth gently*
Shiraishi: *Makes a happy purr and slips hands around Rin's waist and under his shirt* *Runs tongue along Rin's top lip*
Rin: *presses his mouth more firmly to Shiraishi's, shivering at the feel of the other boy's hands on his bare skin*
Shiraishi: *Nibbles Rin's top lip* *Thinks winning points doesn't half suck either.*
Rin: *abruptly pulls away, a bit flushed* *firmly* We need more brownies.
Shiraishi: *Grins* Everything goes better with brownies. *Rubs Rin's back just a little bit longer before dropping arms to his sides*
Rin: Everything, eh? *walks over to the bench, helping himself to a brownie :3*
Shiraishi: *Follows right behind Rin--nice view!* *Reaches around his waist to nab a brownie of his own.*
Rin: *devours the brownie in record time and turns around, licking crumbs off his fingers delicately*
Shiraishi: *Reaches for Rin's hand and lifts it to his lips* Why don't I do that?
Rin: ... *collapses into giggles and pretends to swoon* Oh, Shiraishi-kun!
Shiraishi: *Makes a huge production out of thoroughly slobbering all over Rin's fingers--he probably needs a towel--trying not to crack up* Why should you have all the brownies?
Rin: Oh, gross *is still laughing, harder now* *reaches for the towel in his tennis bag*
HORIO: *RUNS ACROSS THE TENNIS COURT AND JUMPS OVER THE NET IN AN AMAZINGLY ACROBATIC LEAP* TWO YEARS OF HURTLING EXPERIENCE!!!!!
Shiraishi: *Blinks. Rubs eyes. Stares at disappearing net hurtler and then at brownie in hand.*
Shiraishi: Nah. Didn't see that.
Rin: *looks up from his tennis bag* See what?
Shiraishi: Nothing. *Decides if he's already hallucinating, he may as well eat his brownie and enjoy the ride.* *Chows down.*
Rin: *grins, putting his towel away now that his hand is basically not soggy* *sits down on the bench beside the brownies* So... *might have been about to say something, but notices a speck of brownie under his fingernail that absolutely requires ALL of his attention IMMEDIATELY*
Shiraishi: *Plops down on ground next to Rin.* *Leans back and watches clouds.* So.
Rin: *looks at Shiraishi, then up at the sky to see what he's looking at* *is momentarily mesmerized, but then abruptly starts and nearly bounces in his seat as he looks back down again* Hey. Let's go do something! *speaks as if he has had a Revolutionary Idea*
Shiraishi: *Had totally thought of spending the afternoon here watching clouds* *Notices he can see up Rin's shorts* Like what? *Wondersjust how much thigh he can get a peek at.*
Rin: *ponders* ...We could... HEY. Don't you go to a Catholic school? So there's like.. a big church? *shifts on the bench, wide-eyed*
Shiraishi: *THWARTED* Yeah. It's pretty big. I'm not Catholic, so I don't get in there much myself unless PedoPriest or a Holy Terror makes me. *Stands* You wanna look?
Rin: Yeah! *stands also* I've never even been in a church before. Aren't Catholic churches really... shiny? *___*
Shiraishi: Well, this is part of a school, so it's not as fancy as some, but there's stained glass and gilt and carved wood and stone and-- *stops* Heh. I guess it is pretty shiny.
Shiraishi: *Likes Rin's starry-eyed expression* *bends down and kisses him swiftly* Come on.
Rin: *grins because kiss and also yay shiny!* *follows towards the church/school*
Shiraishi: *Grabs their stuff and guides Rin into the school proper.* Just watch out for Holy Terrors. They're like the Panzers of the school. *Arranges his face into a mask of terror* And they roam in packs.
Rin: *vaguely wonders what a Panzer is* *doesn't really care* *is wide-eyed as they walk through the school* It really is shiny! *___* *is somewhat dazzled*
Shiraishi: Don't look straight at the brass and gilt or you'll go blind. Church is that way. *Tugs Rin down the corridor*
Rin: ...Whoops. *wonders if he is blind now* *decides he isn't because it's still shiny* Is it even shinier there? *may not be able to handle it*
Shiraishi: *Ponders* Pretty damned shiny. And sparkly. *Studies Rin for a moment, slow, mischevious smile spreading across his face.*
Rin: *slowly notices that he's being watched* *blinks dazedly at Shiraishi* Wha?
Shiraishi: *Leans in close to whisper in Rin's ear* I know a place that's damned impressive but not blinding. You game? *Totally pretends that his lips didn't brush Rin's ear as he spoke*
Rin: *may have shivered at the feel of Shiraishi's mouth at his ear* ...Yeah? *figures there can't be anything too weird in a church*
Shiraishi: *May not accidentally on purpose lick Rin's ear while whispering to him* Yeah... where you can tell the Preacher all your deepest, darkest secrets.
Rin: *now definitely shivered* ...o_o Do I have to?
Shiraishi: *Smiles when he feels Rin's response and pulls back to give him some breathing space* Well, you can make stuff up. That's always fun. And who knows, maybe the Preacher will tell you some of his.
Shiraishi: *Wonders if Rin remembers his nickname*
Rin: *perks up a bit* That could be... interesting. *links arms with Shiraishi and gestures expansively* Lead the way, Holy Man!
Shiraishi: *Is totally NOT thinking about getting Rin into a confessional booth all to himself. Nope, nuh uh. Not him.* *Leads him around corner, checking to makes sure no Holy Terrors are about.*
Rin: *looks around too, even though he probably wouldn't recognize danger anyway* *feels very sneaky*
Shiraishi: *Starts humming the Mission Impossible theme under his breath* *Gasps in terror and pulls Rin around the corner, shielding him with his body*
Rin: Eep! *stumbles at the sudden jerk*
Shiraishi: Don't worry. I won't let them get you! *Is totally lying about there being any danger*
Rin: *peers around Shiraishi curiously* What is it?
Shiraishi: *Gasps* The...HOLY TERRORS! *Totally blows it by cracking up*
Rin: ...And for a moment, I'd been almost concerned XP
Shiraishi: *Leans in just a little closer* It's fun. Not knowing if you'll get caught. *Stares at Rin's mouth*
Rin: *notices the staring* ...Well, who am I to deny you your fun? *smirks*
Shiraishi: *Chuckles and leans in and starts nibbling behind Rin's ear* Mmmm...'kay, you keep a lookout. Don't forget. *Plans to make him forget everything*
Rin: Oh...kay *wasn't even really listening*
Shiraishi: *Massages the back of Rin's head with one hand* What do you like to do for fun? *Nips his earlobe and tugs*
Rin: *leans into the other boy's touch, lifting a hand only to drop it vaguely on Shiraishi's shoulder at the feeling of teeth on his earlobe* Ah... lots of things..
Shiraishi: *Traces the line of Rin's jaw with his tongue* Tell me. *Drops his other hand to Rin's waist and runs his fingers just above the waistband of his shorts*
Rin: *slides his hand into Shiraishi's hair, running his nails gently across the taller boy's scalp* Mmmm... I like the beach.. and karate.. and then tennis of course... and, you know, stuff like this. *grins* Why?
Shiraishi: *Makes happy sounds deep in his throat and rubs his head against Rin's hand* That's good. I like all that stuff, too--'cept karate. Never done that. *Slips his hand underneath Rin's shirt and ghosts his fingernails along his flank.*
Rin: *shivers and purrs at the touch* I'm- pretty good, I guess. It's why Eishirou recruited me for the tennis team, at least. *would probably not be so modest if he wasn't this distracted* *continues massaging Shiraishi's scalp with one hand and wraps the other around his back, pulling him closer*
Shiraishi: *Happy to comply* All you guys there are into martial arts, right? *Isn't really paying attention to what he says when his body is pressed so close to Rin's* *Kisses up Rin's throat, over his chin and nibbles at the corner of his mouth*
Rin: Yeah, pretty much. *would have explained, but Shiraishi's mouth is far too close to his own to be wasted on conversation* *angles his head so his mouth meets the other boy's firmly*
Shiraishi: *Groans his pleasure at this turn of events and slants his mouth across Rin's*
Rin: *smirks against Shiraishi's lips, sliding a hand up under the back of his shirt*
Shiraishi: *Breaks kiss and slides hand around--still under Rin's shirt--and strokes his belly* Feeling...up for some confessions?
Rin: *blinks at him* ...Okay? *isn't really sure what he's talking about, but it can hardly be anything bad, right?*
Shiraishi: *Really has a hard time stopping once he gets started* *Leans down and plunders Rin's mouth a final time before pulling back* Yeah. Confessions. Come with me. *Takes him by the hand and leads him back around the corner and down the corridor to a large, wooden door.*
Rin: *stares at the door* That looks... ominous. o_o
Shiraishi: Dude. That's where the priests hang out. It's glorious. You should see it. *listens at door before turning back to Rin* Sounds empty. *Carefully turns the handle and nudges the door open just wide enough for both of them to slip inside*
Rin: *steps in after Shiraishi, looking around curiously* ...*__* *is overwhelmed*
Shiraishi: *Grins* Pretty spiff, huh? Our tuition dollars at work. *Walks over to another door and opens it, revealing a walk-in closet. Pulls out a cassock and holds it up in front of himself* What do you think? *Should I really get into the part or do you just want to check out the confessional?
Rin: Err.. I don't even really know what that would entail O_o What's a confessional, exactly? *is still kind of dazed from the shiny*
Shiraishi: Means me slipping on the priest's robes. *Spies the the decanter on a gilt table and pours them both a glass of...sniffs...brandy?* So I'm the preacher. A confessional here is basically two closets--priest is on one side and the confessor on the other. The idea is you confess your sins and never know who you talk to. *Strolls over to Rin and hands him glassful of liquor*
Shiraishi: I've never been inside the priest's half. *Smirks* I bet it's big enough for two..
Rin: *takes the glass, yay* *sips delicately, wondering if alcohol and brownies together is a good idea* *decides he doesn't care* Well? Let's check it out, then. *grins*
Shiraishi: *Decides not to bother with the robe because OMG better to have bare legs* You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine. *Drinks the brandy, surprised at the way it burns down his throat and settles into his stomach. Feels the warmth flow through him, pulls back the glass and stares.* Wow. No wonder they drink this stuff.
Rin: *smirks and downs his brandy Like A Man* *promptly chokes, coughing a bit and grabbing Shiraishi's arm to keep his balance* ...Aheh.
Shiraishi: *Totally takes advantage of Rin by slipping his arm around him and pulling him close* You okay there? *Wishes they could take the bottle, but that'd give them away* *Finishes his own brandy and wipes the glass clean on his shirt*
Rin: Ahaha, I'm okay.. *leans into Shiraishi oh-so-innocently* *hands him his glass because he doesn't know what else to do with it*
Shiraishi: *Shifts so that his leg fits between Rin's and pulls him closer* *Fumbles to find a place to set the glasses because he'd much rather be touching Rin*
Rin: *grins and fits his body against Shiraishi's, leaning his head back onto the other boy's shoulder*
Shiraishi: *Manages to find the table and get rid of the damned glasses* *Hugs Rin close, liking the feel of their legs rubbing together and slips his free hand under the front of Rin's shirt* Dude. We're so gonna get caught. *Doesn't care.*
Rin: That would probably be bad. *lifts his hand to slide it backwards into Shiraishi's hair* *apparently has a hair thing, surprise*
Shiraishi: Mmmmm. *Loves having his hair played with. Hell, just loves being played with.* It probably would be. Pedo priests. *Fingertips draw circles on Rin's belly before slipping higher* Holy Terrors.... *Watches him intently as he ghosts a hand near Rin's nipple but doesn't touch.* *Rocks them together* This okay?
Rin: *shivers* Yesss.. *presses back against him, his eyes falling shut*
Shiraishi: *Wants to kiss Rin, but enjoys watching his reactions way too much* Thank god. *Draws a fingernail across the hardened nipple, then rubs it, soft then firm to see which Rin likes best* Tell me what you like *Might be shivering himself*
Rin: Hnnn... both. *abruptly turns and slides his arms around Shiraishi's neck, pulling him down to kiss him heatedly*
Shiraishi: *Completely forgets his experiment and surrenders to the feel of Rin's mouth and tongue against his own* *Slides arm around Rin's waist down and squeezes his ass before hauling him even closer*
Rin: *moans softly into Shiraishi's mouth, trying to push closer even though there really isn't any more room to do so*
Shiraishi: *Pulls back* Damn! *Really, really, REALLY doesn't want to let go, but--* Come on! I know a better place. *Stands, lifting Rin with him and letting him slide down to touch the floor* *Practically runs to the small hallway that leads to the confessional booths. Chooses the third one, slides back the velvet curtain to reveal a disappointingly uncarved , but padded chair and a lattice screen*
Shiraishi: *Pulls Rin in with him--tight fit just like he'd hoped* *Sits and pulls Rin onto his lap*
Rin: *blinks at the sudden change in location* *giggles a bit and squirms on Shiraishi's lap* Helloo~ *leans in until their noses brush*
Shiraishi: *Eskimo kisses Rin, chuckling* Where were we? *Catches hem of Rin's shirt and pulls it up and over his head* Muuuuuch better.
Rin: Hey, you too! *tugs at Shiraishi's shirt insistantly*
Shiraishi: *Happily complies* *Shivers a little at the touch of Rin's fingers against his bare skin*
Rin: *slides his hands up Shiraishi's chest, thumbing a nipple as he passes it* *hums, leaning in again*
Shiraishi: *Totally goes for that and lets his head fall back against the booth THUD * Don't stop. *Returns the favor, exploring every inch of Rin's torso before pinching his nipples gently*
Rin: *grins and moves his hands back, then whimpers and drops his head to Shiraishi's shoulder* *nuzzles a bit, looking for a good spot to fasten his mouth*
Shiraishi: *mutters a frustrated curse* *drags his fingers down Rin's torso and slides them restlessly along his thighs*
Rin: *nips at the base of Shiraishi's neck experimentally before pressing his mouth to it more firmly, humming against his skin* *suddenly freezes, eyes flying open at the unmistakeable sound of a door creaking open*
Little Old Lady: *slowly walks into the confessional, using a cane* *kneels down on the kneeler* Bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been a week since my last confession. *clutches her rosary and waits*
Shiraishi: *freezes* *stares in horror at Rin* *clears throat* Speak, my child. *slides hands up Rin's thighs, under his shorts*
Little Old Lady: Well, yesterday when I was mad, my little cat Fluffy, who is the only soul I have left in the world...he came up to me and wanted to be petted but I...I didn't pet him. *starts to sob* He's such a wonderful cat! And I ignored him! *takes out a handkerchief and blows her nose*
Rin: *blinks at Shiraishi* o_o *gives him a 'wtf do we do' look*
Shiraishi: *grins roguishly, leans down and tongues Rin's nipple*
Rin: *bites his lip, trying very very hard to be quiet* *glares, but doesn't move*
Little Old Lady: *takes several deep breaths and continues* And on Tuesday when I said my nightly prayers I was thinking about how tired I was instead of The Lord God Almighty. And on Thursday when I went to the supermarket there was only one can of beets left and someone else wanted it too...so I fought them for it! Instead of letting them have it as the Good Lord Jesus says. *blows her nose some more* I am sorry for these and all my sins.
Shiraishi: *nips Rin* And are you truly penitent, my child? *pulls Rin closer and tries not to moan* *fails*
Rin: O_O
Little Old Lady: Yes, I am truly sorry. *is hard of hearing so does not hear the moan*
Rin: *sighs relievedly and drops his head onto Shiraishi's shoulder*
Shiraishi: *chuckles...changes it into a fake cough* Neglecting God's creatures is a truly grevious sin, my child. But since you are truly penitant--you truly are, aren't you? *warming up to his role*
Little Old Lady: Yes, I am, Father. *hangs head in shame*
Rin: *has no idea what's going on*
Shiraishi: *wonders what the hell kind of penance he should give--NOT CATHOLIC* Then...um...you should rescue twenty more cats and pet them every night and say--oh--100 Hail Marys *brushes fingers very close to a sensitive part of Rin's anatomy*
Rin: *lets out a low hiss, squirming*
Shiraishi: And I absolve thee of thy sins. *that sounds right*
Little Old Lady: *blinks* 20 more cats? Ah...yes...of course...I can do that...I didn't mean to imply...Very well, Father.
Little Old Lady: *pauses*
Little Old Lady: You forgot to pray over me, Father. *is suspicious*
Shiraishi: *crapcrapcrapcrapcrap* *stares wide-eyed at Rin* Forgive me, my child. I'm still recovering from that flesh-eating virus..... *wracks brain for times when he'd been forced into confession by the school*
Rin: ... *silently cracks up*
Shiraishi: *BINGO!* Ah....May God the Father of mercies, through the ministry of the Church may God give you pardon and peace, and I absolve you from your sins in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Say a Hail Mary along with me.
Little Old Lady: *startled* ...Of course. *says a Hail Mary*
Shiraishi: *mumbles along* *might accidentally touch Rin*
Little Old Lady: Thank you, Father. *stands up slowly and shakily, clutching cane* Which priest is this? I don't recognize your voice.
Rin: *wonders if Shiraishi's really going to be able to pull this off* *runs his fingernails over the taller boy's stomach, grinning a bit*
Shiraishi: *Groans and shifts--dislodging Rin and totally knocking against the side of the confessional* New! From Osaka. We should respect the privacy of the confessional, my child. *Catches Rin before he falls* I'm sure we'll meet at services.
Rin: Eep! *is caught* *whew*
Little Old Lady: I'm looking forward to it. *leaves the confessional, humming a church song as she does so because she's so happy at being absolved from her sins*
Shiraishi: *slumps*
Rin: ...*sniggers*
Shiraishi: *Cracks up* Oh, man.
Rin: How did you even... what... *snorts*
Shiraishi: They have mandatory confession once a month--whether you're Catholic or not. *eyes grow wide* I think I just created a cat lady!
Rin: *blinks* *cackles* I think she was on her way there anyway. *slides his arms up around Shiraishi's neck, leaning closer* ...So.
Shiraishi: *Massages the tops of Rin's thighs* So. Where were we? *Bends head and starts nibbling Rin's neck*
Rin: *puts a hand to the back of Shiraishi's head, threading his fingers through his hair* *trails the other down Shiraishi's back, stopping at his waist and stroking the skin there with his thumb*
Shiraishi: *shivers and moves one hand up Rin's torso so he can tangle it in that marvelous hair* *rocks suggestively against Rin*
Rin: *groans and presses closer, torn between wanting to drag Shiraishi's mouth back to his and wanting to keep it against his throat*
Shiraishi: *gives up and slides his other hand underneath Rin's cheeks and pulls him against him rhythmically* That was hot. Almost getting caught--
SISTER WENDY: *PATROLS THE CORRIDORS* ...*SENSES BAD BEHAVIOR BECAUSE IS CREEPY LIKE THAT* *FOLLOWS THE SCENT INTO THE CONFESSIONAL* WHAT IN THE NAME OF SWEET JESUS IS GOING ON IN HERE. *IS HUGE AND INTIMIDATING*
Rin: *WHAT THE SHIT IS THIS* O_O
Shiraishi: O_O Oh...um...Sister Wendy...um...my friend here fainted and started talking in tongues when he saw the marvels of St. Rudolph and I thought it best to get him out of sight and--and Father Tanaka always says love thy neighbor? *babbles*
SISTER WENDY: IN A CONFESSIONAL! THE LORD'S PLACE! HERESY! TREACHERY! MORTAL SIN! *STRIDES OVER AND GRABS THEIR EARS AND YANKS* YOU TWO ARE COMING WITH ME.
Rin: *IS TOO YOUNG TO DIE!*
SISTER WENDY: I HAVE NEVER BEFORE HEARD A MORE RIDICULOUS STORY. LYING ON TOP OF THE SINS YOU HAVE COMMITED! ARE YOU *TRYING* TO GET INTO HELL? *YANKS ON THEIR EARS HARDER, PULLING THEM OUT OF THE CONFESSIONAL* JUST WAIT TILL FATHER TANAKA GETS HIS HANDS ON YOU.
Shiraishi: OW OW OW OW OW! *KNOWS dying is preferable to FATHER TANAKA's HANDS*
Shiraishi: *wails* We aren't even Catholic!
SISTER WENDY: *MARCHES DOWN THE HALL WITH THEM LIKE THEY'RE WAR PRISONERS* GOOD AS I HAVE A FEELING YOU'LL BOTH BE EXPELLED FROM THIS SACRED INSTITUTION. IN THE CONFESSIONAL...!
Rin: I don't even go here!!
Shiraishi: *Is dragged along by his ear, clutching at doorjams as they pass, trying to stall the inevetable as they are frog-marched to the closed, carved doors that lead to FATHER TANAKA'S INNER SANCTUM.* *Gulps at sign: Abandon all hope ye who enter here* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
When: Friday afternoon
Where: St. Rudolph!
Rating: Ummm... PG-13? Or very light R, I dunno..
Notes: You did not see this unless you were at St. Rudolph. Then you probably couldn't have missed it :|
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Rin: *is totally in Tokyo zomg*
Rin: *is on tennis court opposite Shiraishi ZOMG*
Shiraishi: *Tosses ball into air and serves* *Completely misses and watches ball bounce across the court. WTF* Dude.
Shiraishi: *Thinks this calls for a brownie break.*
Rin: *also watches* ...ahahahaha you missed. Does that mean I win this one? Or... what was the score again?
Shiraishi: *Stomps over to the bench and brownie pan and pops an entire brownie into mouth* *chomps noisily* *Brow puckers* Um...157-love, my favor? *Has lost all track of score.*
Rin: Sure, that sounds right. *ambles over to snag another brownie, yay*
Shiraishi: Heh. Try this one. *Practically shoves another brownie into Rin's mouth because it's just so damned pretty.*
Rin: *chokes a bit* Mlrmph! *swallows* Not cool, you could at least warn me! D:
Shiraishi: *Thumbs Rin's lip down* Don't pout.
Rin: *nips at Shiraishi's finger* But it works so well.. :P
Shiraishi: *Grins* It's a very nice pout. *Taps his cheek* But still a pout. You trying to maim me and ruin my winning streak?
Rin: Yes. *grins impudently* I'm from Higa - we play dirty, remember?
Shiraishi: Hah! *Smirks* That's what I'm hoping. *Is totally checking Rin out*
Rin: *poses pointedly* You done yet, or are we not playing tennis any more? :P
Shiraishi: *Admires the posing* I'm always ...game. How 'bout we make it interesting?
Rin: Are you saying I'm not interesting? XP Fine. What did you have in mind?
Shiraishi: Dude. It's because you're interesting that I suggested it. *Pretends to ponder but already knows* A kiss a point.
Rin: *smirks, glancing sideways at him* Sounds good to me~
Shiraishi: *Cocks head and stands there expectantly*
Rin: *blinks, then props a hand on his hip, half-frowning* What, does the last one count? Because you definitely dropped that serve.
Shiraishi: Could be. You want it to? *Stretches languidly, arms above head, watching Rin.*
Rin: ... *is distracted by the stretching* Do I want... huh?
Shiraishi: *Makes sure Rin gets an eyeful* Want it to count?
Rin: Oh, uh.. *is so not looking at Shiraishi's face* Yeah, sure.
Shiraishi: *Finishes stretching, brushing his bandaged arm down his torso. Slowly.* So...? *Is mildly amused he can get a response.*
Rin: *finally shakes off his distraction - now that he can't see Shiraishi's stomach :P* So... I won that one, right? So you have to kiss me. *smirks*
Shiraishi: *Had been thinking the winner takes the kiss, but--dude!--this works* If that's how you want to play it?
Shiraishi: *Totally doesn't give Rin a chance to answer before closing distance between them* *Cups his face in his hands* If not, say so now.
Rin: *leans forward slightly, eyes heavy-lidded* *murmurs* Why the hell would I do that?
Shiraishi: Mmmmm...I heard they were crazy at Higa. *Leans in and brushes lips across Rin's before running his tongue across the crease of his lips*
Rin: *parts his lips slightly, sighing against Shiraishi's mouth* Not that crazy.
Shiraishi: Good *Deepens the kiss*
Rin: *steps closer, sliding a hand into Shiraishi's hair and humming contently*
Shiraishi: *Moves one hand behind Rin's head and the other down his back* *Thinks he's going to purposefully blow a helluva lot of points*
Rin: *holds for a moment longer before pulling away, a bit reluctantly* *breezily* I think that's enough for one point, ne?
Shiraishi: *Winks* Yep. You're up Eleventy-fifty to thirty, right? *Is momentarily distracted by the color of Rin's hair--so many shades!* Uh... whose serve?
Rin: ...*sniggers* Yeah, that sounds good. And it's my serve, I think? *turns towards his side of the court and wobbles slightly before catching himself and sauntering to the base-line, maybe swaying his hips a bit more than usual..*
Shiraishi: Sure, whatever. Your serve. *Pretty certain he still had his second serve, but not gonna argue when kissing's on the line.* *Enjoys floorshow before setting up to receive serve.*
Rin: *takes ball out of his pocket and looks at it for a second - is it usually that neon green? It hurts his eyes D:* *adjusts his grip on his racket and tosses the ball up, managing to serve the ball over the net - if only just* :D *yay!*
Shiraishi: *Was totally watching Rin's jersey hitch up and bare, tanned skin.* *Notices serve just in time to rush the net and smack it right back.*
Shiraishi: *May or may not turn a complete circle in his follow-through.*
Rin: *is so busy being pleased with his successful serve and amused at Shiraishi's follow-though that he doesn't even realize the ball was returned until he glances back and sees it bouncing across the court behind him* ...Whoops! ^^*
Shiraishi: *Yes! punches fist in the air before folding arms across his chest and waiting* Forty-fifteen!
Rin: *grins a bit, trotting up to the net and hooking his thumbs in his pockets* XP Well, you gonna meet me here or do I have to climb over?
Shiraishi: You made me come to you. *Settles in to wait.*
Rin: I don't want to walk all the way around! *stomps foot childishly, pouting again* You come here!
Shiraishi: *Chuckles* You remind me of Kin-chan. *Saunters over to net and stops far enough away to make Rin lean over it a bit*
Rin: Who's that? *reaches forward and grabs the front of Shiraishi's shirt, tugging him forward*
Shiraishi: Jungle boy. *Lets himself be pulled off balance and against Rin* You done talking yet?
Rin: I am hardly a child. But hopefully you know that by now. *leans forward, taking Shiraishi's lower lip between his teeth gently*
Shiraishi: *Makes a happy purr and slips hands around Rin's waist and under his shirt* *Runs tongue along Rin's top lip*
Rin: *presses his mouth more firmly to Shiraishi's, shivering at the feel of the other boy's hands on his bare skin*
Shiraishi: *Nibbles Rin's top lip* *Thinks winning points doesn't half suck either.*
Rin: *abruptly pulls away, a bit flushed* *firmly* We need more brownies.
Shiraishi: *Grins* Everything goes better with brownies. *Rubs Rin's back just a little bit longer before dropping arms to his sides*
Rin: Everything, eh? *walks over to the bench, helping himself to a brownie :3*
Shiraishi: *Follows right behind Rin--nice view!* *Reaches around his waist to nab a brownie of his own.*
Rin: *devours the brownie in record time and turns around, licking crumbs off his fingers delicately*
Shiraishi: *Reaches for Rin's hand and lifts it to his lips* Why don't I do that?
Rin: ... *collapses into giggles and pretends to swoon* Oh, Shiraishi-kun!
Shiraishi: *Makes a huge production out of thoroughly slobbering all over Rin's fingers--he probably needs a towel--trying not to crack up* Why should you have all the brownies?
Rin: Oh, gross *is still laughing, harder now* *reaches for the towel in his tennis bag*
HORIO: *RUNS ACROSS THE TENNIS COURT AND JUMPS OVER THE NET IN AN AMAZINGLY ACROBATIC LEAP* TWO YEARS OF HURTLING EXPERIENCE!!!!!
Shiraishi: *Blinks. Rubs eyes. Stares at disappearing net hurtler and then at brownie in hand.*
Shiraishi: Nah. Didn't see that.
Rin: *looks up from his tennis bag* See what?
Shiraishi: Nothing. *Decides if he's already hallucinating, he may as well eat his brownie and enjoy the ride.* *Chows down.*
Rin: *grins, putting his towel away now that his hand is basically not soggy* *sits down on the bench beside the brownies* So... *might have been about to say something, but notices a speck of brownie under his fingernail that absolutely requires ALL of his attention IMMEDIATELY*
Shiraishi: *Plops down on ground next to Rin.* *Leans back and watches clouds.* So.
Rin: *looks at Shiraishi, then up at the sky to see what he's looking at* *is momentarily mesmerized, but then abruptly starts and nearly bounces in his seat as he looks back down again* Hey. Let's go do something! *speaks as if he has had a Revolutionary Idea*
Shiraishi: *Had totally thought of spending the afternoon here watching clouds* *Notices he can see up Rin's shorts* Like what? *Wondersjust how much thigh he can get a peek at.*
Rin: *ponders* ...We could... HEY. Don't you go to a Catholic school? So there's like.. a big church? *shifts on the bench, wide-eyed*
Shiraishi: *THWARTED* Yeah. It's pretty big. I'm not Catholic, so I don't get in there much myself unless PedoPriest or a Holy Terror makes me. *Stands* You wanna look?
Rin: Yeah! *stands also* I've never even been in a church before. Aren't Catholic churches really... shiny? *___*
Shiraishi: Well, this is part of a school, so it's not as fancy as some, but there's stained glass and gilt and carved wood and stone and-- *stops* Heh. I guess it is pretty shiny.
Shiraishi: *Likes Rin's starry-eyed expression* *bends down and kisses him swiftly* Come on.
Rin: *grins because kiss and also yay shiny!* *follows towards the church/school*
Shiraishi: *Grabs their stuff and guides Rin into the school proper.* Just watch out for Holy Terrors. They're like the Panzers of the school. *Arranges his face into a mask of terror* And they roam in packs.
Rin: *vaguely wonders what a Panzer is* *doesn't really care* *is wide-eyed as they walk through the school* It really is shiny! *___* *is somewhat dazzled*
Shiraishi: Don't look straight at the brass and gilt or you'll go blind. Church is that way. *Tugs Rin down the corridor*
Rin: ...Whoops. *wonders if he is blind now* *decides he isn't because it's still shiny* Is it even shinier there? *may not be able to handle it*
Shiraishi: *Ponders* Pretty damned shiny. And sparkly. *Studies Rin for a moment, slow, mischevious smile spreading across his face.*
Rin: *slowly notices that he's being watched* *blinks dazedly at Shiraishi* Wha?
Shiraishi: *Leans in close to whisper in Rin's ear* I know a place that's damned impressive but not blinding. You game? *Totally pretends that his lips didn't brush Rin's ear as he spoke*
Rin: *may have shivered at the feel of Shiraishi's mouth at his ear* ...Yeah? *figures there can't be anything too weird in a church*
Shiraishi: *May not accidentally on purpose lick Rin's ear while whispering to him* Yeah... where you can tell the Preacher all your deepest, darkest secrets.
Rin: *now definitely shivered* ...o_o Do I have to?
Shiraishi: *Smiles when he feels Rin's response and pulls back to give him some breathing space* Well, you can make stuff up. That's always fun. And who knows, maybe the Preacher will tell you some of his.
Shiraishi: *Wonders if Rin remembers his nickname*
Rin: *perks up a bit* That could be... interesting. *links arms with Shiraishi and gestures expansively* Lead the way, Holy Man!
Shiraishi: *Is totally NOT thinking about getting Rin into a confessional booth all to himself. Nope, nuh uh. Not him.* *Leads him around corner, checking to makes sure no Holy Terrors are about.*
Rin: *looks around too, even though he probably wouldn't recognize danger anyway* *feels very sneaky*
Shiraishi: *Starts humming the Mission Impossible theme under his breath* *Gasps in terror and pulls Rin around the corner, shielding him with his body*
Rin: Eep! *stumbles at the sudden jerk*
Shiraishi: Don't worry. I won't let them get you! *Is totally lying about there being any danger*
Rin: *peers around Shiraishi curiously* What is it?
Shiraishi: *Gasps* The...HOLY TERRORS! *Totally blows it by cracking up*
Rin: ...And for a moment, I'd been almost concerned XP
Shiraishi: *Leans in just a little closer* It's fun. Not knowing if you'll get caught. *Stares at Rin's mouth*
Rin: *notices the staring* ...Well, who am I to deny you your fun? *smirks*
Shiraishi: *Chuckles and leans in and starts nibbling behind Rin's ear* Mmmm...'kay, you keep a lookout. Don't forget. *Plans to make him forget everything*
Rin: Oh...kay *wasn't even really listening*
Shiraishi: *Massages the back of Rin's head with one hand* What do you like to do for fun? *Nips his earlobe and tugs*
Rin: *leans into the other boy's touch, lifting a hand only to drop it vaguely on Shiraishi's shoulder at the feeling of teeth on his earlobe* Ah... lots of things..
Shiraishi: *Traces the line of Rin's jaw with his tongue* Tell me. *Drops his other hand to Rin's waist and runs his fingers just above the waistband of his shorts*
Rin: *slides his hand into Shiraishi's hair, running his nails gently across the taller boy's scalp* Mmmm... I like the beach.. and karate.. and then tennis of course... and, you know, stuff like this. *grins* Why?
Shiraishi: *Makes happy sounds deep in his throat and rubs his head against Rin's hand* That's good. I like all that stuff, too--'cept karate. Never done that. *Slips his hand underneath Rin's shirt and ghosts his fingernails along his flank.*
Rin: *shivers and purrs at the touch* I'm- pretty good, I guess. It's why Eishirou recruited me for the tennis team, at least. *would probably not be so modest if he wasn't this distracted* *continues massaging Shiraishi's scalp with one hand and wraps the other around his back, pulling him closer*
Shiraishi: *Happy to comply* All you guys there are into martial arts, right? *Isn't really paying attention to what he says when his body is pressed so close to Rin's* *Kisses up Rin's throat, over his chin and nibbles at the corner of his mouth*
Rin: Yeah, pretty much. *would have explained, but Shiraishi's mouth is far too close to his own to be wasted on conversation* *angles his head so his mouth meets the other boy's firmly*
Shiraishi: *Groans his pleasure at this turn of events and slants his mouth across Rin's*
Rin: *smirks against Shiraishi's lips, sliding a hand up under the back of his shirt*
Shiraishi: *Breaks kiss and slides hand around--still under Rin's shirt--and strokes his belly* Feeling...up for some confessions?
Rin: *blinks at him* ...Okay? *isn't really sure what he's talking about, but it can hardly be anything bad, right?*
Shiraishi: *Really has a hard time stopping once he gets started* *Leans down and plunders Rin's mouth a final time before pulling back* Yeah. Confessions. Come with me. *Takes him by the hand and leads him back around the corner and down the corridor to a large, wooden door.*
Rin: *stares at the door* That looks... ominous. o_o
Shiraishi: Dude. That's where the priests hang out. It's glorious. You should see it. *listens at door before turning back to Rin* Sounds empty. *Carefully turns the handle and nudges the door open just wide enough for both of them to slip inside*
Rin: *steps in after Shiraishi, looking around curiously* ...*__* *is overwhelmed*
Shiraishi: *Grins* Pretty spiff, huh? Our tuition dollars at work. *Walks over to another door and opens it, revealing a walk-in closet. Pulls out a cassock and holds it up in front of himself* What do you think? *Should I really get into the part or do you just want to check out the confessional?
Rin: Err.. I don't even really know what that would entail O_o What's a confessional, exactly? *is still kind of dazed from the shiny*
Shiraishi: Means me slipping on the priest's robes. *Spies the the decanter on a gilt table and pours them both a glass of...sniffs...brandy?* So I'm the preacher. A confessional here is basically two closets--priest is on one side and the confessor on the other. The idea is you confess your sins and never know who you talk to. *Strolls over to Rin and hands him glassful of liquor*
Shiraishi: I've never been inside the priest's half. *Smirks* I bet it's big enough for two..
Rin: *takes the glass, yay* *sips delicately, wondering if alcohol and brownies together is a good idea* *decides he doesn't care* Well? Let's check it out, then. *grins*
Shiraishi: *Decides not to bother with the robe because OMG better to have bare legs* You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine. *Drinks the brandy, surprised at the way it burns down his throat and settles into his stomach. Feels the warmth flow through him, pulls back the glass and stares.* Wow. No wonder they drink this stuff.
Rin: *smirks and downs his brandy Like A Man* *promptly chokes, coughing a bit and grabbing Shiraishi's arm to keep his balance* ...Aheh.
Shiraishi: *Totally takes advantage of Rin by slipping his arm around him and pulling him close* You okay there? *Wishes they could take the bottle, but that'd give them away* *Finishes his own brandy and wipes the glass clean on his shirt*
Rin: Ahaha, I'm okay.. *leans into Shiraishi oh-so-innocently* *hands him his glass because he doesn't know what else to do with it*
Shiraishi: *Shifts so that his leg fits between Rin's and pulls him closer* *Fumbles to find a place to set the glasses because he'd much rather be touching Rin*
Rin: *grins and fits his body against Shiraishi's, leaning his head back onto the other boy's shoulder*
Shiraishi: *Manages to find the table and get rid of the damned glasses* *Hugs Rin close, liking the feel of their legs rubbing together and slips his free hand under the front of Rin's shirt* Dude. We're so gonna get caught. *Doesn't care.*
Rin: That would probably be bad. *lifts his hand to slide it backwards into Shiraishi's hair* *apparently has a hair thing, surprise*
Shiraishi: Mmmmm. *Loves having his hair played with. Hell, just loves being played with.* It probably would be. Pedo priests. *Fingertips draw circles on Rin's belly before slipping higher* Holy Terrors.... *Watches him intently as he ghosts a hand near Rin's nipple but doesn't touch.* *Rocks them together* This okay?
Rin: *shivers* Yesss.. *presses back against him, his eyes falling shut*
Shiraishi: *Wants to kiss Rin, but enjoys watching his reactions way too much* Thank god. *Draws a fingernail across the hardened nipple, then rubs it, soft then firm to see which Rin likes best* Tell me what you like *Might be shivering himself*
Rin: Hnnn... both. *abruptly turns and slides his arms around Shiraishi's neck, pulling him down to kiss him heatedly*
Shiraishi: *Completely forgets his experiment and surrenders to the feel of Rin's mouth and tongue against his own* *Slides arm around Rin's waist down and squeezes his ass before hauling him even closer*
Rin: *moans softly into Shiraishi's mouth, trying to push closer even though there really isn't any more room to do so*
Shiraishi: *Pulls back* Damn! *Really, really, REALLY doesn't want to let go, but--* Come on! I know a better place. *Stands, lifting Rin with him and letting him slide down to touch the floor* *Practically runs to the small hallway that leads to the confessional booths. Chooses the third one, slides back the velvet curtain to reveal a disappointingly uncarved , but padded chair and a lattice screen*
Shiraishi: *Pulls Rin in with him--tight fit just like he'd hoped* *Sits and pulls Rin onto his lap*
Rin: *blinks at the sudden change in location* *giggles a bit and squirms on Shiraishi's lap* Helloo~ *leans in until their noses brush*
Shiraishi: *Eskimo kisses Rin, chuckling* Where were we? *Catches hem of Rin's shirt and pulls it up and over his head* Muuuuuch better.
Rin: Hey, you too! *tugs at Shiraishi's shirt insistantly*
Shiraishi: *Happily complies* *Shivers a little at the touch of Rin's fingers against his bare skin*
Rin: *slides his hands up Shiraishi's chest, thumbing a nipple as he passes it* *hums, leaning in again*
Shiraishi: *Totally goes for that and lets his head fall back against the booth THUD * Don't stop. *Returns the favor, exploring every inch of Rin's torso before pinching his nipples gently*
Rin: *grins and moves his hands back, then whimpers and drops his head to Shiraishi's shoulder* *nuzzles a bit, looking for a good spot to fasten his mouth*
Shiraishi: *mutters a frustrated curse* *drags his fingers down Rin's torso and slides them restlessly along his thighs*
Rin: *nips at the base of Shiraishi's neck experimentally before pressing his mouth to it more firmly, humming against his skin* *suddenly freezes, eyes flying open at the unmistakeable sound of a door creaking open*
Little Old Lady: *slowly walks into the confessional, using a cane* *kneels down on the kneeler* Bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been a week since my last confession. *clutches her rosary and waits*
Shiraishi: *freezes* *stares in horror at Rin* *clears throat* Speak, my child. *slides hands up Rin's thighs, under his shorts*
Little Old Lady: Well, yesterday when I was mad, my little cat Fluffy, who is the only soul I have left in the world...he came up to me and wanted to be petted but I...I didn't pet him. *starts to sob* He's such a wonderful cat! And I ignored him! *takes out a handkerchief and blows her nose*
Rin: *blinks at Shiraishi* o_o *gives him a 'wtf do we do' look*
Shiraishi: *grins roguishly, leans down and tongues Rin's nipple*
Rin: *bites his lip, trying very very hard to be quiet* *glares, but doesn't move*
Little Old Lady: *takes several deep breaths and continues* And on Tuesday when I said my nightly prayers I was thinking about how tired I was instead of The Lord God Almighty. And on Thursday when I went to the supermarket there was only one can of beets left and someone else wanted it too...so I fought them for it! Instead of letting them have it as the Good Lord Jesus says. *blows her nose some more* I am sorry for these and all my sins.
Shiraishi: *nips Rin* And are you truly penitent, my child? *pulls Rin closer and tries not to moan* *fails*
Rin: O_O
Little Old Lady: Yes, I am truly sorry. *is hard of hearing so does not hear the moan*
Rin: *sighs relievedly and drops his head onto Shiraishi's shoulder*
Shiraishi: *chuckles...changes it into a fake cough* Neglecting God's creatures is a truly grevious sin, my child. But since you are truly penitant--you truly are, aren't you? *warming up to his role*
Little Old Lady: Yes, I am, Father. *hangs head in shame*
Rin: *has no idea what's going on*
Shiraishi: *wonders what the hell kind of penance he should give--NOT CATHOLIC* Then...um...you should rescue twenty more cats and pet them every night and say--oh--100 Hail Marys *brushes fingers very close to a sensitive part of Rin's anatomy*
Rin: *lets out a low hiss, squirming*
Shiraishi: And I absolve thee of thy sins. *that sounds right*
Little Old Lady: *blinks* 20 more cats? Ah...yes...of course...I can do that...I didn't mean to imply...Very well, Father.
Little Old Lady: *pauses*
Little Old Lady: You forgot to pray over me, Father. *is suspicious*
Shiraishi: *crapcrapcrapcrapcrap* *stares wide-eyed at Rin* Forgive me, my child. I'm still recovering from that flesh-eating virus..... *wracks brain for times when he'd been forced into confession by the school*
Rin: ... *silently cracks up*
Shiraishi: *BINGO!* Ah....May God the Father of mercies, through the ministry of the Church may God give you pardon and peace, and I absolve you from your sins in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Say a Hail Mary along with me.
Little Old Lady: *startled* ...Of course. *says a Hail Mary*
Shiraishi: *mumbles along* *might accidentally touch Rin*
Little Old Lady: Thank you, Father. *stands up slowly and shakily, clutching cane* Which priest is this? I don't recognize your voice.
Rin: *wonders if Shiraishi's really going to be able to pull this off* *runs his fingernails over the taller boy's stomach, grinning a bit*
Shiraishi: *Groans and shifts--dislodging Rin and totally knocking against the side of the confessional* New! From Osaka. We should respect the privacy of the confessional, my child. *Catches Rin before he falls* I'm sure we'll meet at services.
Rin: Eep! *is caught* *whew*
Little Old Lady: I'm looking forward to it. *leaves the confessional, humming a church song as she does so because she's so happy at being absolved from her sins*
Shiraishi: *slumps*
Rin: ...*sniggers*
Shiraishi: *Cracks up* Oh, man.
Rin: How did you even... what... *snorts*
Shiraishi: They have mandatory confession once a month--whether you're Catholic or not. *eyes grow wide* I think I just created a cat lady!
Rin: *blinks* *cackles* I think she was on her way there anyway. *slides his arms up around Shiraishi's neck, leaning closer* ...So.
Shiraishi: *Massages the tops of Rin's thighs* So. Where were we? *Bends head and starts nibbling Rin's neck*
Rin: *puts a hand to the back of Shiraishi's head, threading his fingers through his hair* *trails the other down Shiraishi's back, stopping at his waist and stroking the skin there with his thumb*
Shiraishi: *shivers and moves one hand up Rin's torso so he can tangle it in that marvelous hair* *rocks suggestively against Rin*
Rin: *groans and presses closer, torn between wanting to drag Shiraishi's mouth back to his and wanting to keep it against his throat*
Shiraishi: *gives up and slides his other hand underneath Rin's cheeks and pulls him against him rhythmically* That was hot. Almost getting caught--
SISTER WENDY: *PATROLS THE CORRIDORS* ...*SENSES BAD BEHAVIOR BECAUSE IS CREEPY LIKE THAT* *FOLLOWS THE SCENT INTO THE CONFESSIONAL* WHAT IN THE NAME OF SWEET JESUS IS GOING ON IN HERE. *IS HUGE AND INTIMIDATING*
Rin: *WHAT THE SHIT IS THIS* O_O
Shiraishi: O_O Oh...um...Sister Wendy...um...my friend here fainted and started talking in tongues when he saw the marvels of St. Rudolph and I thought it best to get him out of sight and--and Father Tanaka always says love thy neighbor? *babbles*
SISTER WENDY: IN A CONFESSIONAL! THE LORD'S PLACE! HERESY! TREACHERY! MORTAL SIN! *STRIDES OVER AND GRABS THEIR EARS AND YANKS* YOU TWO ARE COMING WITH ME.
Rin: *IS TOO YOUNG TO DIE!*
SISTER WENDY: I HAVE NEVER BEFORE HEARD A MORE RIDICULOUS STORY. LYING ON TOP OF THE SINS YOU HAVE COMMITED! ARE YOU *TRYING* TO GET INTO HELL? *YANKS ON THEIR EARS HARDER, PULLING THEM OUT OF THE CONFESSIONAL* JUST WAIT TILL FATHER TANAKA GETS HIS HANDS ON YOU.
Shiraishi: OW OW OW OW OW! *KNOWS dying is preferable to FATHER TANAKA's HANDS*
Shiraishi: *wails* We aren't even Catholic!
SISTER WENDY: *MARCHES DOWN THE HALL WITH THEM LIKE THEY'RE WAR PRISONERS* GOOD AS I HAVE A FEELING YOU'LL BOTH BE EXPELLED FROM THIS SACRED INSTITUTION. IN THE CONFESSIONAL...!
Rin: I don't even go here!!
Shiraishi: *Is dragged along by his ear, clutching at doorjams as they pass, trying to stall the inevetable as they are frog-marched to the closed, carved doors that lead to FATHER TANAKA'S INNER SANCTUM.* *Gulps at sign: Abandon all hope ye who enter here* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!