[Uraboku] Beneath the Stars
Title: Beneath the Stars
Author: masanami
Character(s): Hotsuma/Shusei, Senshirou/Kuroto
Word Count: 750
Rating: R
Warnings: Suggestive word choice^^
Summary: 25 sentence drabbles about Hotsuma and Shusei's relationship.
Author's Note: I'm trying to inspire my muse, but I haven't been having much luck so far.
Tease
Shusei likes to touch his skin, tiny tingles of soft warmth that leave a shudder running down Hotsuma’s spine.
Invitation
Every night Shusei leaves his bedroom door unlocked-but on those nights when Hotsuma needs him the most Shusei leaves the door open.
Stargazing
Some nights they sit at the windowsill and watch the distant stars shimmering in the dark moonlight-sometimes even until the sun begins to glisten and the night gives away to day.
Scars
Even though they are closer and each other’s importance is so apparent-even still-Shusei will never show Hotsuma his bare back.
Heartstrings
Sometimes the emotions swell so heavy in his heart that Shusei is sure his heart will merely stop beating-and it almost does, time and time again.
Lost
Hotsuma likes to drown himself in his video games-and Shusei likes to drown himself in Hotsuma’s fiery gaze.
Rough
Hotsuma can be rough when he wants to be-he can throw aside all his inhibitions when he’s pulling apart Shusei’s clothes, when he’s devouring his skin with his lips, when he’s pushing them both down into Shusei’s bed.
Sight
Shusei’s eyes can see everything-but for some reason he can never clearly see Hotsuma’s true feelings.
Surprise
Hotsuma grabs his arm as he walks by and tugs him down until Shusei is a spray of limbs sprawled out across his lap.
Phones
Shusei’s cell phone rings and Hotsuma grabs it from the bedside table before Shusei can get to it-and promptly tells Kuroto to stop calling Shusei in the middle of the night when he’s trying to sleep.
Double Dates
Senshirou had been the one to suggest an evening out together-but Shusei should have known better than to expect it to end up as anything other than Kuroto and Hotsuma arguing while he and Senshirou watched from the sidelines.
Distraction
Hotsuma insists on taking Shusei out to a restaurant because he still doesn’t believe he’s eating enough-but how is Shusei supposed to pay attention to food when Hotsuma is sitting directly across from him?
Past
Hotsuma's flames have burned scars onto Shusei's skin-but those wounds can't compare to the one's that Hotsuma has seared across his heart.
Longing
Shusei’s tired of waiting and wanting from a distance-but he doesn’t know how to take a step forward and he’s too afraid to try-he’d rather live in a distance of pain.
Mistaken
Hotsuma will never forgive himself for creating those scars-never forgive himself for not noticing the way Shusei’s gaze had changed-but he’ll spend the rest of his life showing Shusei just how much he cares.
Warmth
Hotsuma likes to wrap his arms around Shusei’s waist-likes to pull him against his stomach and breath in the light scent of his freshly washed hair as he drifts asleep.
Fire
Shusei will never forget how hot that fire had been-how it had burned and seared through the fabric of his clothing and the flesh on his body-he’ll also never forget how much he wanted to save Hotsuma.
Overwhelm
Shusei is selfish and cruel in his love-he purposefully tempts and teases Hotsuma for a reaction-but he doesn’t know any other way to deal with the emotions that are drowning his heart.
Voice
“Shusei,” Hotsuma says-and Shusei feels alive.
Admire
Hotsuma had always been the one to compliment him growing up-but really-Shusei had always been the one in awe of Hotsuma.
Together
The tangle of their arms and legs is so interwoven that neither knows where one begins and the other ends.
Hush
Hotsuma rakes his fingers across Shusei’s exposed skin-and Shusei feels his back arching into every touch-panting breathes filling the quiet until Hotsuma’s mouth covers his own and silences everything as easily as if he had said shhh.
Intimate
Their mouths are a mesh of teeth and lips-desperately trying to fill any inch of space that separates them.
French
When Hotsuma’s unsure Shusei always leads-that’s why when Shusei parts his lips during their kiss Hotsuma has no problem taking the lead back as their tongues tangle.
Morning
The sun is beginning to rise-but Hotsuma isn’t ready to wake yet and refuses to let Shusei get up either-he wants them both to lie for a little longer in each other’s arms.
Author: masanami
Character(s): Hotsuma/Shusei, Senshirou/Kuroto
Word Count: 750
Rating: R
Warnings: Suggestive word choice^^
Summary: 25 sentence drabbles about Hotsuma and Shusei's relationship.
Author's Note: I'm trying to inspire my muse, but I haven't been having much luck so far.
Tease
Shusei likes to touch his skin, tiny tingles of soft warmth that leave a shudder running down Hotsuma’s spine.
Invitation
Every night Shusei leaves his bedroom door unlocked-but on those nights when Hotsuma needs him the most Shusei leaves the door open.
Stargazing
Some nights they sit at the windowsill and watch the distant stars shimmering in the dark moonlight-sometimes even until the sun begins to glisten and the night gives away to day.
Scars
Even though they are closer and each other’s importance is so apparent-even still-Shusei will never show Hotsuma his bare back.
Heartstrings
Sometimes the emotions swell so heavy in his heart that Shusei is sure his heart will merely stop beating-and it almost does, time and time again.
Lost
Hotsuma likes to drown himself in his video games-and Shusei likes to drown himself in Hotsuma’s fiery gaze.
Rough
Hotsuma can be rough when he wants to be-he can throw aside all his inhibitions when he’s pulling apart Shusei’s clothes, when he’s devouring his skin with his lips, when he’s pushing them both down into Shusei’s bed.
Sight
Shusei’s eyes can see everything-but for some reason he can never clearly see Hotsuma’s true feelings.
Surprise
Hotsuma grabs his arm as he walks by and tugs him down until Shusei is a spray of limbs sprawled out across his lap.
Phones
Shusei’s cell phone rings and Hotsuma grabs it from the bedside table before Shusei can get to it-and promptly tells Kuroto to stop calling Shusei in the middle of the night when he’s trying to sleep.
Double Dates
Senshirou had been the one to suggest an evening out together-but Shusei should have known better than to expect it to end up as anything other than Kuroto and Hotsuma arguing while he and Senshirou watched from the sidelines.
Distraction
Hotsuma insists on taking Shusei out to a restaurant because he still doesn’t believe he’s eating enough-but how is Shusei supposed to pay attention to food when Hotsuma is sitting directly across from him?
Past
Hotsuma's flames have burned scars onto Shusei's skin-but those wounds can't compare to the one's that Hotsuma has seared across his heart.
Longing
Shusei’s tired of waiting and wanting from a distance-but he doesn’t know how to take a step forward and he’s too afraid to try-he’d rather live in a distance of pain.
Mistaken
Hotsuma will never forgive himself for creating those scars-never forgive himself for not noticing the way Shusei’s gaze had changed-but he’ll spend the rest of his life showing Shusei just how much he cares.
Warmth
Hotsuma likes to wrap his arms around Shusei’s waist-likes to pull him against his stomach and breath in the light scent of his freshly washed hair as he drifts asleep.
Fire
Shusei will never forget how hot that fire had been-how it had burned and seared through the fabric of his clothing and the flesh on his body-he’ll also never forget how much he wanted to save Hotsuma.
Overwhelm
Shusei is selfish and cruel in his love-he purposefully tempts and teases Hotsuma for a reaction-but he doesn’t know any other way to deal with the emotions that are drowning his heart.
Voice
“Shusei,” Hotsuma says-and Shusei feels alive.
Admire
Hotsuma had always been the one to compliment him growing up-but really-Shusei had always been the one in awe of Hotsuma.
Together
The tangle of their arms and legs is so interwoven that neither knows where one begins and the other ends.
Hush
Hotsuma rakes his fingers across Shusei’s exposed skin-and Shusei feels his back arching into every touch-panting breathes filling the quiet until Hotsuma’s mouth covers his own and silences everything as easily as if he had said shhh.
Intimate
Their mouths are a mesh of teeth and lips-desperately trying to fill any inch of space that separates them.
French
When Hotsuma’s unsure Shusei always leads-that’s why when Shusei parts his lips during their kiss Hotsuma has no problem taking the lead back as their tongues tangle.
Morning
The sun is beginning to rise-but Hotsuma isn’t ready to wake yet and refuses to let Shusei get up either-he wants them both to lie for a little longer in each other’s arms.