[FIC] TOMATOES
for: mutekinonna
prompt: sho/jun; tomatoes
notes: no beta, not mine. totally failed on the funny part. :(
"Please hand me the garlic?"
Sho had a Jun fetish. It recently caught his attention, when he started wanting not just to be by Jun's side; not just to talk to Jun, but Jun himself. If that wasn't a telltale symptom then Sho had no idea what was.
So here he was. A helper in Jun's kitchen, handing him everything Jun asked him to, obeying Jun's every command. He seemed to have a fetish--a stronger one--for Jun when he's cooking. There was just something mesmerizing with his fluid motions, his eyes trained on what he's preparing, his pale hand in contrast with that red tomato...
"Jun," Sho said in a thick voice. In reply, Jun gave a "hm?" and started dicing the tomato. "I have to have you."
"Can it wait?" Jun started piling up the diced tomatoes in the corner of his chopping board and checked to see if the garlic was cooking properly.
"Yes--I mean no. No, I have to have you now."
"But I have to finish this for our dinner." Jun told him patiently. Sho pouted, snaked a hand around Jun's waist and placed slow deliberate kisses on his neck. Jun managed in between clenched teeth, "You're being fresh, Sho-kun."
Sho hummed in response. With a quick flick of his wrist, Jun turned off the fire and then turned around to kiss Sho fully on the lips. When Sho's hand started trailing suggestively to other places, Jun pulled away.
"That's it for now." Jun told him before Sho can complain. "Maybe if you actually behave yourself there will be more later. Now please pass me the pepper, Sho-kun."
Sho frowned but obeyed.
"There better be more later, Matsujun."
--end
requests are still open here :)
prompt: sho/jun; tomatoes
notes: no beta, not mine. totally failed on the funny part. :(
"Please hand me the garlic?"
Sho had a Jun fetish. It recently caught his attention, when he started wanting not just to be by Jun's side; not just to talk to Jun, but Jun himself. If that wasn't a telltale symptom then Sho had no idea what was.
So here he was. A helper in Jun's kitchen, handing him everything Jun asked him to, obeying Jun's every command. He seemed to have a fetish--a stronger one--for Jun when he's cooking. There was just something mesmerizing with his fluid motions, his eyes trained on what he's preparing, his pale hand in contrast with that red tomato...
"Jun," Sho said in a thick voice. In reply, Jun gave a "hm?" and started dicing the tomato. "I have to have you."
"Can it wait?" Jun started piling up the diced tomatoes in the corner of his chopping board and checked to see if the garlic was cooking properly.
"Yes--I mean no. No, I have to have you now."
"But I have to finish this for our dinner." Jun told him patiently. Sho pouted, snaked a hand around Jun's waist and placed slow deliberate kisses on his neck. Jun managed in between clenched teeth, "You're being fresh, Sho-kun."
Sho hummed in response. With a quick flick of his wrist, Jun turned off the fire and then turned around to kiss Sho fully on the lips. When Sho's hand started trailing suggestively to other places, Jun pulled away.
"That's it for now." Jun told him before Sho can complain. "Maybe if you actually behave yourself there will be more later. Now please pass me the pepper, Sho-kun."
Sho frowned but obeyed.
"There better be more later, Matsujun."
--end
requests are still open here :)