FIC: Quiet Now [Kisumai, Nikaido/Senga, R]
Title: Quiet Now
Fandom: JE: Kisumai
Pairing: Nikaido/Senga [Kisumai]
Rating: R
Notes: Not mine, etc. THIS IS FOR snowqueenofhoth. FINALLY. Since my muse has decided to return. THANK YOU FOR BEING AMAZING. I hope I can write you more soon. <3 I will certainly try. :X
Warnings: Er. They're not 20? IDK. Let's just get on with it. 0:-)
He'd kissed Nikaido before, sure. It was all in good fun, Senga thought, kissing his best friend: a time-waster when bored, affectionate almost-lingering kisses sometimes late at night after a movie. But it never went further much further than that. Not until now.
Senga had just stepped back into his bedroom, towel around his waist after his morning shower, when Nikaido grabbed him by the arms, spun him around and pressed him back up against the door and kissed him. Hard. He was more than a little stunned (after all Nikaido had still been sleeping when he left the room fifteen mintues ago) and now Nikaido's tongue was in his mouth, hot and sticky from sleep and Senga didn't have time to even fully register all of this before Nikaido's body was completely pressed up against his.
Senga's eyes were still open. He was going to say something when Nikaido moved. Nikaido began kissing a trail along Senga's jaw, to his neck, and Senga felt the sharp pinch of teeth in the curve where his collarbone started. He forgot what he was going to say at that point, then his eyes fluttered shut.
His skin burned. He would have thought it from the heat of the shower-water, if not for the the sensation following Nikaido's mouth and his hands, which started to wander over Senga's body, sliding down to where the towel was starting to slip. The only thing keeping it up at this point was being caught between the wall and two bodies. He felt Nikaido yank the edge of the towel up off of his leg.
"Nika-- what are you doing? Wha-- Ohh..."
When Nikaido's hand closed around his erection, he kissed Senga again. Senga moaned into Nikaido's mouth.
"Senga, shhh!" Nikaido whispered against his lips. "Don't want to wake anyone, ne?"
Senga swallowed a gasp when Nikaido's hand began to move. He shook his head back and forth, unsure if he meant "No, don't" or "No, don't stop" or something else entirely.
When Nikaido stepped back slightly, the towel fell. Senga's eye flew open and he stared at his best friend for a moment, heart racing wildly, feeling almost panicked. Nikaido smiled though, and Senga thought his heart slowed a beat at the familiar expression.
Nikaido dropped to his knees suddenly and Senga's eyes shot open again.
"Trust me," Nikaido said with that comforting smile and Senga thought his heart would burst when Nikaido's mouth replaced his hand on his cock.
It was awkward and over quickly, Senga biting his hand hard as Nikaido's tongue pulled his orgasm from him. He chanced a peek downward for just a moment and the way Nikaido's lips curled around him, red and wet, was enough to make him come. His knees buckled and he wound up in a heap on the floor of his room, legs tangled in and over Nikaido's pajama pants.
His breath came hard and he tried to catch it as Nikaido stared at him, all swollen lips and hooded eyes. He felt Nikaido reach up and yank on his hair, tilting his head as a small smile appeared on his face. He could see that Nikaido's face was red and he looked down for a moment, knowing his own was flushed as well.
"Senga."
Senga looked up and bit his tongue.
"Hmm?"
"Morning."
Senga smiled. "I'm really hungry, yo."
Nikaido laughed. "Me too. Breakfast?"
"Un. Race ya?"
Fandom: JE: Kisumai
Pairing: Nikaido/Senga [Kisumai]
Rating: R
Notes: Not mine, etc. THIS IS FOR snowqueenofhoth. FINALLY. Since my muse has decided to return. THANK YOU FOR BEING AMAZING. I hope I can write you more soon. <3 I will certainly try. :X
Warnings: Er. They're not 20? IDK. Let's just get on with it. 0:-)
He'd kissed Nikaido before, sure. It was all in good fun, Senga thought, kissing his best friend: a time-waster when bored, affectionate almost-lingering kisses sometimes late at night after a movie. But it never went further much further than that. Not until now.
Senga had just stepped back into his bedroom, towel around his waist after his morning shower, when Nikaido grabbed him by the arms, spun him around and pressed him back up against the door and kissed him. Hard. He was more than a little stunned (after all Nikaido had still been sleeping when he left the room fifteen mintues ago) and now Nikaido's tongue was in his mouth, hot and sticky from sleep and Senga didn't have time to even fully register all of this before Nikaido's body was completely pressed up against his.
Senga's eyes were still open. He was going to say something when Nikaido moved. Nikaido began kissing a trail along Senga's jaw, to his neck, and Senga felt the sharp pinch of teeth in the curve where his collarbone started. He forgot what he was going to say at that point, then his eyes fluttered shut.
His skin burned. He would have thought it from the heat of the shower-water, if not for the the sensation following Nikaido's mouth and his hands, which started to wander over Senga's body, sliding down to where the towel was starting to slip. The only thing keeping it up at this point was being caught between the wall and two bodies. He felt Nikaido yank the edge of the towel up off of his leg.
"Nika-- what are you doing? Wha-- Ohh..."
When Nikaido's hand closed around his erection, he kissed Senga again. Senga moaned into Nikaido's mouth.
"Senga, shhh!" Nikaido whispered against his lips. "Don't want to wake anyone, ne?"
Senga swallowed a gasp when Nikaido's hand began to move. He shook his head back and forth, unsure if he meant "No, don't" or "No, don't stop" or something else entirely.
When Nikaido stepped back slightly, the towel fell. Senga's eye flew open and he stared at his best friend for a moment, heart racing wildly, feeling almost panicked. Nikaido smiled though, and Senga thought his heart slowed a beat at the familiar expression.
Nikaido dropped to his knees suddenly and Senga's eyes shot open again.
"Trust me," Nikaido said with that comforting smile and Senga thought his heart would burst when Nikaido's mouth replaced his hand on his cock.
It was awkward and over quickly, Senga biting his hand hard as Nikaido's tongue pulled his orgasm from him. He chanced a peek downward for just a moment and the way Nikaido's lips curled around him, red and wet, was enough to make him come. His knees buckled and he wound up in a heap on the floor of his room, legs tangled in and over Nikaido's pajama pants.
His breath came hard and he tried to catch it as Nikaido stared at him, all swollen lips and hooded eyes. He felt Nikaido reach up and yank on his hair, tilting his head as a small smile appeared on his face. He could see that Nikaido's face was red and he looked down for a moment, knowing his own was flushed as well.
"Senga."
Senga looked up and bit his tongue.
"Hmm?"
"Morning."
Senga smiled. "I'm really hungry, yo."
Nikaido laughed. "Me too. Breakfast?"
"Un. Race ya?"