Fanfiction - When my boyfriend is a bitch
Title: When my boyfriend is a bitch
Author: Ritsu (crazy_otaku911)
Pairing: Miura Haruma X Takaki Yuya
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Haruma and Takaki didn't exactly drop their Gokusen characters.
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings: Boi secks...
A/N: Beta'd by shimizumiki ♥
Even if his hair wasn't Yamato's anymore, to Miura Haruma, Takaki Yuya was always going to be Ogata Yamato. He had bonded with Yamato through so much, on and off screen. Just like Ren had become a part of Miura, so had the relationship with Yamato. He both loved and hated Yamato and Yuya with a passion.
Loved him for being adorable and sweet and kind, hated him for being just as precious when he was crying.
He also hated how the guy could be so damn sexy when he was in a bitchy mood. But that was something he loved the most about Takaki as well.
It didn't happen often, but Haruma actually anticipated them.
“Stop calling me Yamato, Haru. It's Yuya. Yuya!” Takaki's eyes were flashing and Haruma licked his lips, eyes dancing. “Stop smirking like that, Miura Haruma, or I swear I will slap it off.” Haruma didn't stop smirking as he watched Takaki stomp closer.
Instead, he waited until Takaki was nearly in front of him and leaped on to him. Takaki shrieked and they tumbled onto the couch, Haruma still smirking as he pinned the other boy down. “Call me Ren.”
“Haru, stop being ridiculous.” Takaki hissed, trying to free himself. Haruma pushed him down and trapped his wrists on either side of his head. Takaki really was too sexy, Haruma thought as he gazed down at him. It was such a turn on to watch him all angry and struggling, that pretty little mouth letting out a stream of curses that Haruma was proud to know that most of them he taught Takaki himself.
“I don't want to stop....” Haruma purred. “You're hot like this, Yamato~” He leaned down to nip at Takaki's lips, pushing into a rough kiss. Takaki tried to get away but in the end, he simply leaned up into Haruma's lips. When Takaki was like this, he was demanding and tried to take control all the time. But nobody with any amount of manly in them should let Takaki dominate and Haruma had plenty of manly. As a warning, he bit down on Takaki's bottom lip, eliciting a whimper.
“Yuya.” He'd gotten the other riled up enough as is. “Stop being so bossy.” He stroked the other's cheek, the cocky smirk still playing across his lips. “You're mine, remember?”
“Asshole.” Takaki hissed and tried to escape again. This time Haruma let him move, rolling so Takaki was straddling his hips.
“Be a good boy, Yuya.” Haruma admonished as he laced his fingers through Takaki's hair, yanking him down for another kiss.
The kiss lasted for a desperately long time before they parted, needing oxygen. Takaki's cheeks were flushed and his eyes were already slightly glazed. He wasn't happy that he was losing this already. “Don't pull my hair, bastard.” He hissed.
“You love it, don't lie now~” Haruma tightened his hold on the boy's silky locks and felt him melt down onto him. “Hah....you're so easy.”
“Well, since even you can get in my pants.” Takaki sneered at him before whimpering, Haruma's fingers tugging on his hair. “Fuck, Haruma!”
“I sure as hell better be the only one in your pants.” Haruma replied with a growl. “Now why don't you put that mouth of yours to work.” He was already unbuckling his pants, flicking them open. Takaki glared at him but didn't fight it, sliding off Haruma's lap.
“Ah-ah-ah~” Haruma hummed, pulling his belt off his pants. “Turn around, Yuya...I want just your mouth...and we all know you don't follow rules very well.” A few moments later, Takaki's hands were bound behind his back, Haruma pleased with the fact that he'd ended up with a belt that had the metal eyes on the entire belt.
Pushing his boxers and pants off his hips, he raised an expectant eyebrow at Yuya, those caramel brown eyes trying to burn their way into his soul. “Well?”
“I swear, I fucking hate you.” Takaki snapped but obediently dipped his head, his mouth sliding around Haruma's already hardening cock.
He gave a grunt of satisfaction as he curled his hands back into Takaki's hair, urging himself deeper into the brunette's mouth. “Yeah....just like that, Yuya.” He groaned, closing his eyes. This happened often enough, but he never, ever got tired of Takaki sucking him off. Yuya was quick and dirty with his mouth, using all the little tricks he knew to get Haruma as hard as hell. “Damn you, stop that.” Haruma yanked on those locks again, bringing Takaki's head up with a cry of protest. “Don't think I don't notice that....I'm not losing to you.”
Yuya just gave him a glaring pout, which was both sexy and adorable at the same time. It only made Haruma's sanity slip further away. “Strip.” He breathed, staring at Takaki for a few moments before reaching to undo the belt, throwing it aside. Takaki complied, sliding out of his jeans and boxers, wiggling out of his shirt, teasing Haruma with every little movement. Haruma was insane already with a disease known as hormones.
Moments later, he had Takaki on his back, legs pushed apart. Normally, he'd make Takaki do this himself...but Takaki's mood was for revenge and Haruma was not about to let him have it. Pausing briefly to suck on his fingers, he smirked. “Yuya~” He murmured as he eased two fingers into the other, scissoring them as soon as he had them in deep enough. He watched in satisfaction as Takaki threw his head back with a moan, whimpering Haruma's name as his hips bucked up. “So needy.” Haruma tsked before pushing a third finger in, feeling Takaki tighten around his fingers. “Fuck this.” He swore to himself. “Get your ass up here.” He snapped, meaning is quite literally.
Takaki scrambled into his lap, kissing him with desperation. Slim fingers wrapped around Haruma's member and then tight heat surrounded him as Takaki sank down, a feral cry on the boy's lips. “Haruma!”
“Yeah...I know...” Haruma wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, pulling him closer as Takaki rode him, rocking down, his pace already quick and unsteady. “Slow down...” He murmured, nipping his way down to Takaki's neck, sucking and licking as he gave Takaki a few marks, just to remind him the day after tomorrow.
Takaki refused to slow down and Haruma twisted, pinning him down on the rug. “Babe, just let me...Don't rush this.” He murmured, thrusting into his boyfriend, deep and hard, but slow as well. He'd get his own revenge. He'd make Takaki go crazy until he screamed. The slow deep pleasure that only Haruma could give him.
Takaki lay under him, thrashing and moaning, crying out Haruma's name in a chant, frustrated and contented all at once, loving what he got, wanting so much more. Takaki was like an open book, Haruma could read his every thought. He didn't want to lose, didn't want to give in...but he finally caved. “Haruma, please!”
Haruma didn't need to hear more then that. Groaning, he started pounding into his lover, their hips crashing together in a crazed lustful dance as they moved, Takaki arching up into him, Haruma gripping his hips as he impaled the boy.
They kept it going as long as they could until it ended in one breathless moment. Haruma felt Takaki convulse around him, his name being voiced in a scream as Takaki came. Haruma watched it and god, it was so hot and Takaki was so damn tight around him, he came moments later, nearly collapsing down on top of Takaki.
Panting, he pulled out, vaguely regretting the fact that he'd just ruined the rug underneath them, but he was too...intoxicated to care. “Yuya...” He whispered, slowly lowering himself down next to his lover, pulling him into his arms.
“Haru...” Takaki was gulping in air, his hair plastered all over his forehead, his eyes half closed, a small smile playing on his lips. “Haru...”
“Shh...” Haruma just smiled, needing to catch his breath before he could do anything. The rug was ruined. That would need to be taken care of.
Also, he definitely planned on carrying Takaki Yuya back to the bedroom and carrying on with their business.
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A/N: More fail smut..omigah.
Again, why is this so rare. ._. They looked so good in Gokusen~!
Author: Ritsu (crazy_otaku911)
Pairing: Miura Haruma X Takaki Yuya
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Haruma and Takaki didn't exactly drop their Gokusen characters.
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings: Boi secks...
A/N: Beta'd by shimizumiki ♥
Even if his hair wasn't Yamato's anymore, to Miura Haruma, Takaki Yuya was always going to be Ogata Yamato. He had bonded with Yamato through so much, on and off screen. Just like Ren had become a part of Miura, so had the relationship with Yamato. He both loved and hated Yamato and Yuya with a passion.
Loved him for being adorable and sweet and kind, hated him for being just as precious when he was crying.
He also hated how the guy could be so damn sexy when he was in a bitchy mood. But that was something he loved the most about Takaki as well.
It didn't happen often, but Haruma actually anticipated them.
“Stop calling me Yamato, Haru. It's Yuya. Yuya!” Takaki's eyes were flashing and Haruma licked his lips, eyes dancing. “Stop smirking like that, Miura Haruma, or I swear I will slap it off.” Haruma didn't stop smirking as he watched Takaki stomp closer.
Instead, he waited until Takaki was nearly in front of him and leaped on to him. Takaki shrieked and they tumbled onto the couch, Haruma still smirking as he pinned the other boy down. “Call me Ren.”
“Haru, stop being ridiculous.” Takaki hissed, trying to free himself. Haruma pushed him down and trapped his wrists on either side of his head. Takaki really was too sexy, Haruma thought as he gazed down at him. It was such a turn on to watch him all angry and struggling, that pretty little mouth letting out a stream of curses that Haruma was proud to know that most of them he taught Takaki himself.
“I don't want to stop....” Haruma purred. “You're hot like this, Yamato~” He leaned down to nip at Takaki's lips, pushing into a rough kiss. Takaki tried to get away but in the end, he simply leaned up into Haruma's lips. When Takaki was like this, he was demanding and tried to take control all the time. But nobody with any amount of manly in them should let Takaki dominate and Haruma had plenty of manly. As a warning, he bit down on Takaki's bottom lip, eliciting a whimper.
“Yuya.” He'd gotten the other riled up enough as is. “Stop being so bossy.” He stroked the other's cheek, the cocky smirk still playing across his lips. “You're mine, remember?”
“Asshole.” Takaki hissed and tried to escape again. This time Haruma let him move, rolling so Takaki was straddling his hips.
“Be a good boy, Yuya.” Haruma admonished as he laced his fingers through Takaki's hair, yanking him down for another kiss.
The kiss lasted for a desperately long time before they parted, needing oxygen. Takaki's cheeks were flushed and his eyes were already slightly glazed. He wasn't happy that he was losing this already. “Don't pull my hair, bastard.” He hissed.
“You love it, don't lie now~” Haruma tightened his hold on the boy's silky locks and felt him melt down onto him. “Hah....you're so easy.”
“Well, since even you can get in my pants.” Takaki sneered at him before whimpering, Haruma's fingers tugging on his hair. “Fuck, Haruma!”
“I sure as hell better be the only one in your pants.” Haruma replied with a growl. “Now why don't you put that mouth of yours to work.” He was already unbuckling his pants, flicking them open. Takaki glared at him but didn't fight it, sliding off Haruma's lap.
“Ah-ah-ah~” Haruma hummed, pulling his belt off his pants. “Turn around, Yuya...I want just your mouth...and we all know you don't follow rules very well.” A few moments later, Takaki's hands were bound behind his back, Haruma pleased with the fact that he'd ended up with a belt that had the metal eyes on the entire belt.
Pushing his boxers and pants off his hips, he raised an expectant eyebrow at Yuya, those caramel brown eyes trying to burn their way into his soul. “Well?”
“I swear, I fucking hate you.” Takaki snapped but obediently dipped his head, his mouth sliding around Haruma's already hardening cock.
He gave a grunt of satisfaction as he curled his hands back into Takaki's hair, urging himself deeper into the brunette's mouth. “Yeah....just like that, Yuya.” He groaned, closing his eyes. This happened often enough, but he never, ever got tired of Takaki sucking him off. Yuya was quick and dirty with his mouth, using all the little tricks he knew to get Haruma as hard as hell. “Damn you, stop that.” Haruma yanked on those locks again, bringing Takaki's head up with a cry of protest. “Don't think I don't notice that....I'm not losing to you.”
Yuya just gave him a glaring pout, which was both sexy and adorable at the same time. It only made Haruma's sanity slip further away. “Strip.” He breathed, staring at Takaki for a few moments before reaching to undo the belt, throwing it aside. Takaki complied, sliding out of his jeans and boxers, wiggling out of his shirt, teasing Haruma with every little movement. Haruma was insane already with a disease known as hormones.
Moments later, he had Takaki on his back, legs pushed apart. Normally, he'd make Takaki do this himself...but Takaki's mood was for revenge and Haruma was not about to let him have it. Pausing briefly to suck on his fingers, he smirked. “Yuya~” He murmured as he eased two fingers into the other, scissoring them as soon as he had them in deep enough. He watched in satisfaction as Takaki threw his head back with a moan, whimpering Haruma's name as his hips bucked up. “So needy.” Haruma tsked before pushing a third finger in, feeling Takaki tighten around his fingers. “Fuck this.” He swore to himself. “Get your ass up here.” He snapped, meaning is quite literally.
Takaki scrambled into his lap, kissing him with desperation. Slim fingers wrapped around Haruma's member and then tight heat surrounded him as Takaki sank down, a feral cry on the boy's lips. “Haruma!”
“Yeah...I know...” Haruma wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, pulling him closer as Takaki rode him, rocking down, his pace already quick and unsteady. “Slow down...” He murmured, nipping his way down to Takaki's neck, sucking and licking as he gave Takaki a few marks, just to remind him the day after tomorrow.
Takaki refused to slow down and Haruma twisted, pinning him down on the rug. “Babe, just let me...Don't rush this.” He murmured, thrusting into his boyfriend, deep and hard, but slow as well. He'd get his own revenge. He'd make Takaki go crazy until he screamed. The slow deep pleasure that only Haruma could give him.
Takaki lay under him, thrashing and moaning, crying out Haruma's name in a chant, frustrated and contented all at once, loving what he got, wanting so much more. Takaki was like an open book, Haruma could read his every thought. He didn't want to lose, didn't want to give in...but he finally caved. “Haruma, please!”
Haruma didn't need to hear more then that. Groaning, he started pounding into his lover, their hips crashing together in a crazed lustful dance as they moved, Takaki arching up into him, Haruma gripping his hips as he impaled the boy.
They kept it going as long as they could until it ended in one breathless moment. Haruma felt Takaki convulse around him, his name being voiced in a scream as Takaki came. Haruma watched it and god, it was so hot and Takaki was so damn tight around him, he came moments later, nearly collapsing down on top of Takaki.
Panting, he pulled out, vaguely regretting the fact that he'd just ruined the rug underneath them, but he was too...intoxicated to care. “Yuya...” He whispered, slowly lowering himself down next to his lover, pulling him into his arms.
“Haru...” Takaki was gulping in air, his hair plastered all over his forehead, his eyes half closed, a small smile playing on his lips. “Haru...”
“Shh...” Haruma just smiled, needing to catch his breath before he could do anything. The rug was ruined. That would need to be taken care of.
Also, he definitely planned on carrying Takaki Yuya back to the bedroom and carrying on with their business.
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A/N: More fail smut..omigah.
Again, why is this so rare. ._. They looked so good in Gokusen~!