Early Morning Epiphanies
Title: Early Morning Epiphanies
Pairing:Ohmiya
Rating:PG (random groping)
Disclaimer: I only wish
Ohno wakes up one fine day pressed against a very favourite person of his, all pale and bony and small and awkward limbs and doesn’t find himself desperately in love with him.
No. Ohno isn’t desperately in love with Nino (he still has a crush on that big breasted receptionist at the Jimusho) but he wants to spend the rest of his life with him. That is for sure.
Ohno lies back down again, beside Nino and feels contentment (or thinks he does) as he breathes in and wants nothing more than what he has at this moment. If that isn’t contentment, what is? Nino to have to drink with, Nino to poke him when he’s hopelessly drunk, to drive him back home, to cuddle with his senseless (and oh so affectionate) self, to lend a bony hip to sleep on, to reprimand him in the mornings and hand him a pill (with hidden love) while doing so.
That’s life, Ohno keeps thinking as more images of Nino cooking up dinner (more like experimenting with it) and of burning dinner and of ordering takeout, of eating with him, plate propped up on his knees in the living room as he leaves two thirds of the couch empty to invade Ohno’s personal space and Ohno conquers Nino’s plate half full of food and Nino gives in completely.
They’re like two pieces of a puzzly, perfect mixture of ying and yang and that’s why he was at peace when he was with Nino. Being with Nino felt like being with the fishes. Calm but a little livelier though. Nino’s high pitched squealing and complaining always amused him and he loved to shut the younger man up with a full body tackle.
Nino’s a constant, like his hobbies, something he can’t forgo in his life but he isn’t a hobby he’s a moving breathing changing person with thoughts and needs. He wonders how he’d explain a Nino time to his wife-to-be if there is any. He can at least take his faceless wife fishing but he’d never want to share Nino time with someone other than Nino himself. When they did things together it was natural and the bright side of everything became tenfolds (he really needs to take Kazu fishing)
Nino’s ass jiggles in the air for a moment and he thinks how comfortable he is with Nino, groping and hugging and holding hands. He’s never thought about it but now that he does it seems weird from an outsiders point of view but to him, to Ohno Satoshi having his ass groped by Nino was an essential, an involuntary need like a heartbeat.
After some serious ass jiggling and pillow molesting Nino rolls over so that a part of his body falls on top of Satoshi and Nino is pursing his lips. Ohno looks at Nino’s pout and thinks sex with Nino should be great too. Why haven’t they done it before? Ohno undresses Nino in his mind. It isn’t too difficult, they’ve showered together too many times to not know what each other’s body looks like.
Ohno’s just never imagined being intimate with it, holding it in his arms, kissing and licking it and ending the high note on Nino’s lips. Now that he does though, it’s so awesome it should be illegal.
He crawls on his knee and brings his face close to Nino’s. He presses his plump lips against Nino’s thin ones and Nino yawns in his face.
Nino wraps his arms around Ohno’s neck and pulls him down as an impromptu bolster, curling his limbs all over Ohno’s body and burying his face into Ohno’s neck.
“Don’t drink early in the morning moron” He mumbles sleepily against Ohno’s pyjama top and Ohno grins.
“I don’t need alcohol to love Kazu.” He tightens his legs and arms around the body on top of him and rolls them over to start a kissing war in place of the usual tickle kind.
Nino still chuckles sleepily as Ohno kisses all over his face and neck. He wriggles out from under Ohno trying to hide in the blanket that Ohno’s kicked to the foot of the bed. But Ohno grabs him before his legs can disappear under it. He pulls up the grumpy Nino still trying to hide his face in the blanket.
“Be mine forever.” Ohno declares passionately as Nino throws a pillow at him with colourful curses. Ohno dodges it and crawls up Nino’s body again before his second passionate declaration, “Be mine forever.”
Nino groans and rakes through his messy bed hair, “If I weren’t would I be here cuddling your fluffy ass instead of banging that seriously hot chick hitting on me last night?”
Ohno beams and Nino kicks him off him. Ohno watches as Nino rolls back onto his stomach, ass propped up on a lump of blankets and head concealed under an array of pillows and limbs and hair.
Ohno wants this forever. Ohno wants to spend the rest of his life with Nino, at the same time Ohno just might be a little desperately in love with him too.
Pairing:Ohmiya
Rating:PG (random groping)
Disclaimer: I only wish
Ohno wakes up one fine day pressed against a very favourite person of his, all pale and bony and small and awkward limbs and doesn’t find himself desperately in love with him.
No. Ohno isn’t desperately in love with Nino (he still has a crush on that big breasted receptionist at the Jimusho) but he wants to spend the rest of his life with him. That is for sure.
Ohno lies back down again, beside Nino and feels contentment (or thinks he does) as he breathes in and wants nothing more than what he has at this moment. If that isn’t contentment, what is? Nino to have to drink with, Nino to poke him when he’s hopelessly drunk, to drive him back home, to cuddle with his senseless (and oh so affectionate) self, to lend a bony hip to sleep on, to reprimand him in the mornings and hand him a pill (with hidden love) while doing so.
That’s life, Ohno keeps thinking as more images of Nino cooking up dinner (more like experimenting with it) and of burning dinner and of ordering takeout, of eating with him, plate propped up on his knees in the living room as he leaves two thirds of the couch empty to invade Ohno’s personal space and Ohno conquers Nino’s plate half full of food and Nino gives in completely.
They’re like two pieces of a puzzly, perfect mixture of ying and yang and that’s why he was at peace when he was with Nino. Being with Nino felt like being with the fishes. Calm but a little livelier though. Nino’s high pitched squealing and complaining always amused him and he loved to shut the younger man up with a full body tackle.
Nino’s a constant, like his hobbies, something he can’t forgo in his life but he isn’t a hobby he’s a moving breathing changing person with thoughts and needs. He wonders how he’d explain a Nino time to his wife-to-be if there is any. He can at least take his faceless wife fishing but he’d never want to share Nino time with someone other than Nino himself. When they did things together it was natural and the bright side of everything became tenfolds (he really needs to take Kazu fishing)
Nino’s ass jiggles in the air for a moment and he thinks how comfortable he is with Nino, groping and hugging and holding hands. He’s never thought about it but now that he does it seems weird from an outsiders point of view but to him, to Ohno Satoshi having his ass groped by Nino was an essential, an involuntary need like a heartbeat.
After some serious ass jiggling and pillow molesting Nino rolls over so that a part of his body falls on top of Satoshi and Nino is pursing his lips. Ohno looks at Nino’s pout and thinks sex with Nino should be great too. Why haven’t they done it before? Ohno undresses Nino in his mind. It isn’t too difficult, they’ve showered together too many times to not know what each other’s body looks like.
Ohno’s just never imagined being intimate with it, holding it in his arms, kissing and licking it and ending the high note on Nino’s lips. Now that he does though, it’s so awesome it should be illegal.
He crawls on his knee and brings his face close to Nino’s. He presses his plump lips against Nino’s thin ones and Nino yawns in his face.
Nino wraps his arms around Ohno’s neck and pulls him down as an impromptu bolster, curling his limbs all over Ohno’s body and burying his face into Ohno’s neck.
“Don’t drink early in the morning moron” He mumbles sleepily against Ohno’s pyjama top and Ohno grins.
“I don’t need alcohol to love Kazu.” He tightens his legs and arms around the body on top of him and rolls them over to start a kissing war in place of the usual tickle kind.
Nino still chuckles sleepily as Ohno kisses all over his face and neck. He wriggles out from under Ohno trying to hide in the blanket that Ohno’s kicked to the foot of the bed. But Ohno grabs him before his legs can disappear under it. He pulls up the grumpy Nino still trying to hide his face in the blanket.
“Be mine forever.” Ohno declares passionately as Nino throws a pillow at him with colourful curses. Ohno dodges it and crawls up Nino’s body again before his second passionate declaration, “Be mine forever.”
Nino groans and rakes through his messy bed hair, “If I weren’t would I be here cuddling your fluffy ass instead of banging that seriously hot chick hitting on me last night?”
Ohno beams and Nino kicks him off him. Ohno watches as Nino rolls back onto his stomach, ass propped up on a lump of blankets and head concealed under an array of pillows and limbs and hair.
Ohno wants this forever. Ohno wants to spend the rest of his life with Nino, at the same time Ohno just might be a little desperately in love with him too.