Shortfic: Round zw5 - Prompt: Fox
Title: Stones, Foxes, and Fights, Oh My
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Shindou Hikaru, Touya Akira
Summary: See title.
Word Count: 462
Touya Akira was a stone fox, thought Hikaru, staring unabashedly at Touya's ass. It was outlined by his slacks, stretched tighter than usual as he bent over, half-crawling under Hikaru's bed. Hikaru was a normal, hot-blooded guy, and Touya's ass was amazing. No human being could watch him, track that terribly tempting wriggle as he squeezed further under the bed, and not be moved.
"You could help, you know," came Touya's irritated voice from under the mattress. Hikaru took this for the opportunity it was. He strode across the room, knelt over Touya's legs, and put his hands on either side of Touya's hips, pushing him forward and at the same time curling his fingers under Touya's sweater and against his skin. Touya squeaked. Hikaru wished he had a hand free to adjust himself. "I didn't mean like that, moron!"
Unable to help himself, Hikaru slipped the tips of his pinkies into Touya's slacks. His skin was warm, radiating heat into Hikaru's cold fingers.
Touya's voice, however, was like spring rain washing down Hikaru's spine. "What are you doing?"
"Helping?"
Touya wasn't going for it. "Get off of me, I've found the last stone."
Hikaru sighed and, letting his fingers trail gently across Touya's sides, moved away. Touya crawled back out from under the bed, face flushed and hair disarrayed. Hikaru tamped down the urge to brush a stray strand away from Touya's eyes.
Hikaru determined to say something, anything, to break the tension of the moment, even if it had to be "sorry," though this was not, in any way, Hikaru's fault; if Touya weren't so stubborn--
Go stones hurt when thrown against one's forehead. Hikaru stared at Touya with something approaching disbelief. Touya was just as unreadable as before, expression closed off, though his cheeks were still bright red. Hikaru picked up the go stone, and decided that maybe his time with Sai led to too much expressing his thoughts out loud. That, or Touya had gotten even better at reading his thoughts from his expression.
Hikaru looked at the stone, at the dull black, only the faintest light from the lamp glinting off it. He looked at Touya, staring at the floor, bangs grown a little too long.
"So maybe it's a bad idea," Hikaru admitted, pressing the go stone back into Touya's hands. "But you're the one always saying I'm so easy to read. It's not like no one knew."
Touya sighed and rested his head against Hikaru's. His next soft words were akin to acquiescence.
"Another game?"
Hikaru smiled and briefly twined their hands. Then, because he couldn't resist, no one alive could possibly resist, he reached over and grabbed Touya's ass.
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Shindou Hikaru, Touya Akira
Summary: See title.
Word Count: 462
Touya Akira was a stone fox, thought Hikaru, staring unabashedly at Touya's ass. It was outlined by his slacks, stretched tighter than usual as he bent over, half-crawling under Hikaru's bed. Hikaru was a normal, hot-blooded guy, and Touya's ass was amazing. No human being could watch him, track that terribly tempting wriggle as he squeezed further under the bed, and not be moved.
"You could help, you know," came Touya's irritated voice from under the mattress. Hikaru took this for the opportunity it was. He strode across the room, knelt over Touya's legs, and put his hands on either side of Touya's hips, pushing him forward and at the same time curling his fingers under Touya's sweater and against his skin. Touya squeaked. Hikaru wished he had a hand free to adjust himself. "I didn't mean like that, moron!"
Unable to help himself, Hikaru slipped the tips of his pinkies into Touya's slacks. His skin was warm, radiating heat into Hikaru's cold fingers.
Touya's voice, however, was like spring rain washing down Hikaru's spine. "What are you doing?"
"Helping?"
Touya wasn't going for it. "Get off of me, I've found the last stone."
Hikaru sighed and, letting his fingers trail gently across Touya's sides, moved away. Touya crawled back out from under the bed, face flushed and hair disarrayed. Hikaru tamped down the urge to brush a stray strand away from Touya's eyes.
Hikaru determined to say something, anything, to break the tension of the moment, even if it had to be "sorry," though this was not, in any way, Hikaru's fault; if Touya weren't so stubborn--
Go stones hurt when thrown against one's forehead. Hikaru stared at Touya with something approaching disbelief. Touya was just as unreadable as before, expression closed off, though his cheeks were still bright red. Hikaru picked up the go stone, and decided that maybe his time with Sai led to too much expressing his thoughts out loud. That, or Touya had gotten even better at reading his thoughts from his expression.
Hikaru looked at the stone, at the dull black, only the faintest light from the lamp glinting off it. He looked at Touya, staring at the floor, bangs grown a little too long.
"So maybe it's a bad idea," Hikaru admitted, pressing the go stone back into Touya's hands. "But you're the one always saying I'm so easy to read. It's not like no one knew."
Touya sighed and rested his head against Hikaru's. His next soft words were akin to acquiescence.
"Another game?"
Hikaru smiled and briefly twined their hands. Then, because he couldn't resist, no one alive could possibly resist, he reached over and grabbed Touya's ass.