[December Drabble Challenge] Day 8: Finality
Title : [December Drabble Challenge] Day Eight : Finality
Author : Jadey
Rating : NC 17
Genre : AU. Drama. Angst. Romance.
Pairing : Sho/Jun
Disclaimer : fiction, yo!
Summary : …and on their bodies therein lies, the marks of love and life.
Note : Day Eight! More of Marks Verse!
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(Smut part of that Final chapter that wasn’t written)
Jun lowers himself on his cock and it takes Sho all of his reserved strength not to groan aloud at the electrifying sensation, to not buck his hips in counter to Jun rolling his own in slow, teasing motions.
“Jun, ah, god -“ he hisses, fingers digging absently on Jun’s hips; it feels too good to be here, trapped in between the limo’s fine seat upholstery and Jun’s body, throat dry at the sight of the blissful expression on Jun’s face as he takes Sho’s cock all the way in.
“You have nothing to complain about, Sho-san,” Jun says in that mock-tone of his, hand cupping his jaw while his other arm is wrapped around Sho’s shoulders for leverage. “Seeing as you’re just sitting on your ass there while I do all the fucking work.” Jun says at the same time he pulls himself up and drops himself back down roughly, taking Sho’s cock in to the hilt and drawing a series of curses out of Sho’s mouth at the feel of it.
“Jesus Christ, slow down!” he gripes, restraining Jun with a hand down the small of his back to stop the other man from moving. He can’t do much like this, with Jun’s body anchoring him down to the seat, and Jun clenching around his cock like a goddamn tease but Sho needs to slow them down or it’ll be game over before they even begin.
Jun chuckles, breathy and so, so turned on, into the side of Sho’s temple. “Can’t take it anymore, Sho-san?”
“If I knew this is what you were planning all along, I shouldn’t have indulged you with it,” he says, ragged, into the nape of Jun’s neck. He’s straining to keep it together but even that proves to be difficult when Jun keeps clenching his inner muscles around him despite the fact that he’s not moving, and Sho feels the sensation of it down to his toes.
“You like it,” Jun returns, completely smug and unrepentant. “If you didn’t, you wouldn’t let me have my way with you even if I beg,”
Damn right he likes it, Sho thinks, but chooses not to say it out loud because Jun doesn’t need any more ammunition to use against him. Not when he has enough already and more would mean disaster for Sho’s already crumpled Alpha pride. But then again, if it is Jun, he doesn’t really mind having to compromise it, never, especially not after today.
Jun is his, officially his - bounded to him by the marks they have on their bodies and the papers that put Jun’s name next to his, and that in itself is reason enough for him to compromise everything he has if only to make Jun happy.
“No need to beg, no,” he says, fingers tender on Jun’s face. Their eyes meet then, the same way they did so many times before this but in that moment, Sho knows this is exactly the reason why Jun’s marks changed to match his, defying the laws of the matching marks just so Jun could be with him.
They are each other’s half, the same way Ohno and Kazu are each other’s, too. “You can have me however you want me, Jun, and you know it,”
There’s tenderness in the way Jun smiles at him then, but the hint of playfulness is still there at the stretch of his lips as he presses a smacking kiss to the tips of Sho’s nose.
“You said it,” Jun mumbles after a beat, and Sho is slammed with the heady, almost dizzying desire to flip them over and fuck Jun instead at the images that followed, Jun sharing his thoughts with him and effectively driving him crazy. “So you are not allowed to complain,” follows Jun at the same time he heaves himself away from Sho, pushes Sho to his feet and takes Sho’s previous position before he beckons Sho over.
Sho is not gonna lie; his chest is tight with emotion he could hardly verbalize as he eyes Jun’s body hungrily, his hand on his cock as he watches Jun spread his legs apart, baring more of himself to Sho.
“Jun -“
“Fuck me, Sho-san, come on,”
Sho doesn’t need to be told twice.
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“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he grits, blinking sweat off his eyes as Jun urges him to do it harder, faster, as he bends his knees to his chest and thus giving Sho even more precious room to fuck Jun as hard as he dares. He’s going to leave bruises on Jun’s hips, what with how hard he is digging his fingernails into Jun’s skin but they could both worry about it later.
He aims his next thrust a little to the right and Jun outright curses, and Sho knows he hits the right spot. He stays there, hitching Jun’s hips up as if he’s nothing, as he fucks Jun with steady thrusts, his cock sliding in to the hilt at every goddamn movement.
“Shit, shit, yes -“ Jun wails and Sho thinks, he could die like this; buried into the depths of Jun’s body, with his name spilling on Jun’s lips, Jun’s mouth parted open in a gasp as Sho drives home with breathy gasps of his own. They’re moving in tandem now that it’s hard to keep up, connected in every way possible that Sho’s no longer sure where he starts and where Jun ends, gripping Jun’s hips for leverage as his back arches to his next thrust, screaming Jun’s name repeatedly in his head.
Almost there, he grits and Jun shudders as if on cue, screaming his name both in his head and out to his lips as Sho watches, awed, as Jun’s cock throbs and jerks, coming in dead silence along with Sho, shaking as he spills his pleasure inside Jun’s body.
Author : Jadey
Rating : NC 17
Genre : AU. Drama. Angst. Romance.
Pairing : Sho/Jun
Disclaimer : fiction, yo!
Summary : …and on their bodies therein lies, the marks of love and life.
Note : Day Eight! More of Marks Verse!
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(Smut part of that Final chapter that wasn’t written)
Jun lowers himself on his cock and it takes Sho all of his reserved strength not to groan aloud at the electrifying sensation, to not buck his hips in counter to Jun rolling his own in slow, teasing motions.
“Jun, ah, god -“ he hisses, fingers digging absently on Jun’s hips; it feels too good to be here, trapped in between the limo’s fine seat upholstery and Jun’s body, throat dry at the sight of the blissful expression on Jun’s face as he takes Sho’s cock all the way in.
“You have nothing to complain about, Sho-san,” Jun says in that mock-tone of his, hand cupping his jaw while his other arm is wrapped around Sho’s shoulders for leverage. “Seeing as you’re just sitting on your ass there while I do all the fucking work.” Jun says at the same time he pulls himself up and drops himself back down roughly, taking Sho’s cock in to the hilt and drawing a series of curses out of Sho’s mouth at the feel of it.
“Jesus Christ, slow down!” he gripes, restraining Jun with a hand down the small of his back to stop the other man from moving. He can’t do much like this, with Jun’s body anchoring him down to the seat, and Jun clenching around his cock like a goddamn tease but Sho needs to slow them down or it’ll be game over before they even begin.
Jun chuckles, breathy and so, so turned on, into the side of Sho’s temple. “Can’t take it anymore, Sho-san?”
“If I knew this is what you were planning all along, I shouldn’t have indulged you with it,” he says, ragged, into the nape of Jun’s neck. He’s straining to keep it together but even that proves to be difficult when Jun keeps clenching his inner muscles around him despite the fact that he’s not moving, and Sho feels the sensation of it down to his toes.
“You like it,” Jun returns, completely smug and unrepentant. “If you didn’t, you wouldn’t let me have my way with you even if I beg,”
Damn right he likes it, Sho thinks, but chooses not to say it out loud because Jun doesn’t need any more ammunition to use against him. Not when he has enough already and more would mean disaster for Sho’s already crumpled Alpha pride. But then again, if it is Jun, he doesn’t really mind having to compromise it, never, especially not after today.
Jun is his, officially his - bounded to him by the marks they have on their bodies and the papers that put Jun’s name next to his, and that in itself is reason enough for him to compromise everything he has if only to make Jun happy.
“No need to beg, no,” he says, fingers tender on Jun’s face. Their eyes meet then, the same way they did so many times before this but in that moment, Sho knows this is exactly the reason why Jun’s marks changed to match his, defying the laws of the matching marks just so Jun could be with him.
They are each other’s half, the same way Ohno and Kazu are each other’s, too. “You can have me however you want me, Jun, and you know it,”
There’s tenderness in the way Jun smiles at him then, but the hint of playfulness is still there at the stretch of his lips as he presses a smacking kiss to the tips of Sho’s nose.
“You said it,” Jun mumbles after a beat, and Sho is slammed with the heady, almost dizzying desire to flip them over and fuck Jun instead at the images that followed, Jun sharing his thoughts with him and effectively driving him crazy. “So you are not allowed to complain,” follows Jun at the same time he heaves himself away from Sho, pushes Sho to his feet and takes Sho’s previous position before he beckons Sho over.
Sho is not gonna lie; his chest is tight with emotion he could hardly verbalize as he eyes Jun’s body hungrily, his hand on his cock as he watches Jun spread his legs apart, baring more of himself to Sho.
“Jun -“
“Fuck me, Sho-san, come on,”
Sho doesn’t need to be told twice.
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“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he grits, blinking sweat off his eyes as Jun urges him to do it harder, faster, as he bends his knees to his chest and thus giving Sho even more precious room to fuck Jun as hard as he dares. He’s going to leave bruises on Jun’s hips, what with how hard he is digging his fingernails into Jun’s skin but they could both worry about it later.
He aims his next thrust a little to the right and Jun outright curses, and Sho knows he hits the right spot. He stays there, hitching Jun’s hips up as if he’s nothing, as he fucks Jun with steady thrusts, his cock sliding in to the hilt at every goddamn movement.
“Shit, shit, yes -“ Jun wails and Sho thinks, he could die like this; buried into the depths of Jun’s body, with his name spilling on Jun’s lips, Jun’s mouth parted open in a gasp as Sho drives home with breathy gasps of his own. They’re moving in tandem now that it’s hard to keep up, connected in every way possible that Sho’s no longer sure where he starts and where Jun ends, gripping Jun’s hips for leverage as his back arches to his next thrust, screaming Jun’s name repeatedly in his head.
Almost there, he grits and Jun shudders as if on cue, screaming his name both in his head and out to his lips as Sho watches, awed, as Jun’s cock throbs and jerks, coming in dead silence along with Sho, shaking as he spills his pleasure inside Jun’s body.