[FIC] - A Little Late - Several Pairings - NC-17 - Series
Title: A Little Late
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: romance, humor, sexual situations
Pairings: Hiroto/Uruha, Saga/Shou, Tora/Nao, Ruki/Reita, Aki/whoever calls, Miyavi/lulwut?, Aoi/Ni~ya, Kai/Mao, Yumehito/Sakito, Byou/Yooh
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: I'm innocent, this wrote itself D: Running late~
Rainchaser's Archive
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☆ Prosperous - PG-13
☆ Flamboyance - PG
☆ Picture Perfect - PG
☆ Tired of Sleep - PG-13
☆ Coming Home - PG-13
☆ Tucked in - PG-13
☆ Two notes to notice - PG-13
☆ Share a Word - PG-13
☆ Nightingale - PG-13
☆ Wee Hours of Morning - PG-13
☆ Steps and Turns - PG-13
☆ Yet Unknown - PG-13
☆ Food for the Heart - PG-13
☆ How to Relax - NC-17
☆ Open your Eyes - NC-17ish
☆ Getting Out - PG-13
☆ Salty at Night - NC-17
☆ Dawned - PG-13
☆ Proximity - PG-13
☆ Meals and Desserts - NC-17
☆ Bedtime Stories - PG-13
A list of who with whom had which child luwhutwtf.
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"Rise and shine, boys!" Hiroto sang cheerfully as he practically ripped Masayuki's door open, bubbling with cheer. "Hey, why are you still sleeping?" He expected them to be dressed in their school uniforms already. He only wanted to tell them breakfast is ready.
Rubbing his eyes, Masayuki looked up at his father. "Because my alarm didn't go off yet?" Chiaki yawned against his shoulder.
"Oh, you mean that clock with no numbers showing?" He pointed at the cube that seemed to have run out of battery. "Get up and hurry, you're running late." His happy smile didn't falter, though. No need to worry, just one or two missed lessons today.
"Hey, Chiaki, as much as I love to watch you sleep you have to wake up." He poked the blond mercilessly, chuckling as he growled.
"What time is it?" He asked, sitting up.
"I have no idea, actually, all I know breakfast is ready and my dad is bouncing." He got out of bed, scratching his side and heading for the bathroom.
"You mean we overslept?" Asked the blond who followed him quite dizzy.
"Exactly." The brunette opened the bathroom door. "I guess you'll have to shower downstairs in the guest's bathroom."
"Whatever." The blond yawned generously and trotted away.
- - -
Kenzo was moving languidly inside of him, taking his time, just enjoying himself and Aki around, beneath him, kissing his lips lazy and sleepy. They were still under the blankets, chest on chest, slowly grinding and deeply breathing. They kept their eyes closed most of the time, concentrating on proximity, intimacy and the bubbling heat in their bellies.
Kenzo's thrusts were too shallow to elicit a raspy moan, just gasps every now and then, forcing them to break their tender kiss for too long seconds.
This would last at least an hour. There was no need to rush, to race for orgasm.
This was different.
It was the closest Aki could get to making love.
- - -
"Masayuki, your mom is in the shower downstairs." He knocked on the main bathroom door.
The brunette unlocked the door to let Chiaki step in, his toothbrush still in his mouth.
"Your dad said we could take a shower, uhm, together to save time." He blushed, fidgeting on a loose button in his pyjamas.
Masayuki choked on the foam, swallowing a little and cringed his face at the taste of toothpaste. He rinsed his mouth and brush before he faced his friend again. "He was grinning when he said that, right?"
"And winking." Chiaki said, undoing his shirt. "I think I smelled coffee."
"So... you want to?" The brunette felt his cheeks flush and his stomach tighten in anticipation as he pointed with his thump over his shoulder at the glass column.
He knew he was babbling excuses. "Well, it would save time and it's not like we haven't seen each other naked before and, just, why not?" He dropped his shirt.
- - -
Shou listened closely, almost held his own breath to hear Saga's clearer. The sound was so faint, so delicate he was wondering how fast and deep asleep his beloved must be. He'd never get tired of watching Saga sleep. So peaceful, so relaxed, so vulnerable. His porcelain skin seemed to glow on their sand colored sheets, everything in contrast to his dark brown hair.
As quiet as possible he picked up his cellphone from the nightstand and set it on mute before he scooped a picture.
One of a million.
- - -
It was awkward and none of the boys knew why. With their back turned to each other, they stood beneath the warm water raining down on them, sparks exploding throughout them whenever skin touched skin.
Chiaki heard a thud and looked over his shoulder.
"This is ridiculous." Masayuki murmured, his forehead against the transparent wall.
As he turned around the blond averted his eyes, blushing even more. Masayuki was acting on his urge and reached for blond, knowing the other felt the same, he had to, he knew him and every meaning behind his gestures. And now his intuition told him that Chiaki was just being shy and a little scared. His arms circled his middle, pulling him closer.
Why did wet skin feel so good all of a sudden?
The blond gasped as teeth tugged on a star stud in his right earlobe. Excitement rushed through their every vein. Even though they had never done this before, they knew where this was heading. Chiaki trembled slightly as a finger dipped into his belly button. He moved his head to the side, giving access to his neck. They were learning about each other's bodies, getting to know where to push, where to kiss. Masayuki tried the where to bite again and nibble on Chiaki's skin.
He must have been right, according to the soft moan and the twitch in lower belly muscles he could feel through his pads right there. He was acting bold; it felt weird to do so, actually he was a little scared of what he was doing but somehow he couldn't stop. Not when Chiaki was turning his head to kiss him, suck at his bottom lip and tremble a little more.
Too much skin, too much contact, they couldn't help but harden and unnecessarily feel embarrassed about it.
Masayuki's hand inched downwards, hesitating, but he didn't stop until his hand was wrapped around Chiaki's length. He opened his eyes, blinking against the water, taking in the sensual sight.
Wet hair sticking to his forehead and temples, dark and cascading, parted lips, blushed cheeks and yes he dared to look down, down at the member in his fist which he felt pulsing.
He started pumping it, slowly, meeting shy thrusts and encouraged by more and more lovely sounds. Looking back up at Chiaki's face, their eyes met and so did their lips again, hungry and curious.
Masayuki was well aware that he was already poking his friends backside but against his will he seemed to press closer and swallowed another moan he could almost taste on his pierced tongue.
They arranged their stand, Chiaki reaching beside him to wrap his own hand around Masayuki, who instantly dropped his forehead down on his shoulder, gasping, trying to still his hips from moving on an own accord.
But then again, why?
Tentatively, he started to thrust, pushing Chiaki forward to do the same to his hand.
"This is good." He sighed, looking down again, watching his length moving in Chiaki's fair skinned fingers.
They found a rhythm, moving together, moving along, giving and receiving pleasure. They couldn't lock up their moans anymore as they kept bubbling from between their heated kisses.
Being too young and too inexperienced it came to an end sooner than they thought, seed being washed away by the warm water, cleaning them as though they've never been tainted.
Chiaki turned around in his arms, embracing Masayuki, pressing their chests together, feeling their hearts thump against it's mate.
Now, their kisses were back to a sweet flavor, but there was this taste on their tongues, promising anything but chasteness.
- - -
"Love, why are you grinning while the boys were walking around blushed crimson?" Uruha asked with a perked brow, his arms crossed on his chest.
"I told them to take a shower together." he winked at his lover. "I guess they actually did that."
"They were running late as it is!"
"So? You never pass a chance for sex in the morning, no matter how late you are." He stepped closer, right into the blond's private space, grinning mischievously.
"Sometimes you're the reason I'm late, Pon." Uruha said in a suggestive tune, leaning in closer.
"Like today?" Hiroto asked, his eyes glinting.
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Yeah, teenagers.
Sorry for the lack of... well, everything XD
Thanks to Lhunuial for epic tanking beta-ing 8D/~
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: romance, humor, sexual situations
Pairings: Hiroto/Uruha, Saga/Shou, Tora/Nao, Ruki/Reita, Aki/whoever calls, Miyavi/lulwut?, Aoi/Ni~ya, Kai/Mao, Yumehito/Sakito, Byou/Yooh
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: I'm innocent, this wrote itself D: Running late~
Rainchaser's Archive
__________________________________________
☆ Prosperous - PG-13
☆ Flamboyance - PG
☆ Picture Perfect - PG
☆ Tired of Sleep - PG-13
☆ Coming Home - PG-13
☆ Tucked in - PG-13
☆ Two notes to notice - PG-13
☆ Share a Word - PG-13
☆ Nightingale - PG-13
☆ Wee Hours of Morning - PG-13
☆ Steps and Turns - PG-13
☆ Yet Unknown - PG-13
☆ Food for the Heart - PG-13
☆ How to Relax - NC-17
☆ Open your Eyes - NC-17ish
☆ Getting Out - PG-13
☆ Salty at Night - NC-17
☆ Dawned - PG-13
☆ Proximity - PG-13
☆ Meals and Desserts - NC-17
☆ Bedtime Stories - PG-13
A list of who with whom had which child luwhutwtf.
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"Rise and shine, boys!" Hiroto sang cheerfully as he practically ripped Masayuki's door open, bubbling with cheer. "Hey, why are you still sleeping?" He expected them to be dressed in their school uniforms already. He only wanted to tell them breakfast is ready.
Rubbing his eyes, Masayuki looked up at his father. "Because my alarm didn't go off yet?" Chiaki yawned against his shoulder.
"Oh, you mean that clock with no numbers showing?" He pointed at the cube that seemed to have run out of battery. "Get up and hurry, you're running late." His happy smile didn't falter, though. No need to worry, just one or two missed lessons today.
"Hey, Chiaki, as much as I love to watch you sleep you have to wake up." He poked the blond mercilessly, chuckling as he growled.
"What time is it?" He asked, sitting up.
"I have no idea, actually, all I know breakfast is ready and my dad is bouncing." He got out of bed, scratching his side and heading for the bathroom.
"You mean we overslept?" Asked the blond who followed him quite dizzy.
"Exactly." The brunette opened the bathroom door. "I guess you'll have to shower downstairs in the guest's bathroom."
"Whatever." The blond yawned generously and trotted away.
- - -
Kenzo was moving languidly inside of him, taking his time, just enjoying himself and Aki around, beneath him, kissing his lips lazy and sleepy. They were still under the blankets, chest on chest, slowly grinding and deeply breathing. They kept their eyes closed most of the time, concentrating on proximity, intimacy and the bubbling heat in their bellies.
Kenzo's thrusts were too shallow to elicit a raspy moan, just gasps every now and then, forcing them to break their tender kiss for too long seconds.
This would last at least an hour. There was no need to rush, to race for orgasm.
This was different.
It was the closest Aki could get to making love.
- - -
"Masayuki, your mom is in the shower downstairs." He knocked on the main bathroom door.
The brunette unlocked the door to let Chiaki step in, his toothbrush still in his mouth.
"Your dad said we could take a shower, uhm, together to save time." He blushed, fidgeting on a loose button in his pyjamas.
Masayuki choked on the foam, swallowing a little and cringed his face at the taste of toothpaste. He rinsed his mouth and brush before he faced his friend again. "He was grinning when he said that, right?"
"And winking." Chiaki said, undoing his shirt. "I think I smelled coffee."
"So... you want to?" The brunette felt his cheeks flush and his stomach tighten in anticipation as he pointed with his thump over his shoulder at the glass column.
He knew he was babbling excuses. "Well, it would save time and it's not like we haven't seen each other naked before and, just, why not?" He dropped his shirt.
- - -
Shou listened closely, almost held his own breath to hear Saga's clearer. The sound was so faint, so delicate he was wondering how fast and deep asleep his beloved must be. He'd never get tired of watching Saga sleep. So peaceful, so relaxed, so vulnerable. His porcelain skin seemed to glow on their sand colored sheets, everything in contrast to his dark brown hair.
As quiet as possible he picked up his cellphone from the nightstand and set it on mute before he scooped a picture.
One of a million.
- - -
It was awkward and none of the boys knew why. With their back turned to each other, they stood beneath the warm water raining down on them, sparks exploding throughout them whenever skin touched skin.
Chiaki heard a thud and looked over his shoulder.
"This is ridiculous." Masayuki murmured, his forehead against the transparent wall.
As he turned around the blond averted his eyes, blushing even more. Masayuki was acting on his urge and reached for blond, knowing the other felt the same, he had to, he knew him and every meaning behind his gestures. And now his intuition told him that Chiaki was just being shy and a little scared. His arms circled his middle, pulling him closer.
Why did wet skin feel so good all of a sudden?
The blond gasped as teeth tugged on a star stud in his right earlobe. Excitement rushed through their every vein. Even though they had never done this before, they knew where this was heading. Chiaki trembled slightly as a finger dipped into his belly button. He moved his head to the side, giving access to his neck. They were learning about each other's bodies, getting to know where to push, where to kiss. Masayuki tried the where to bite again and nibble on Chiaki's skin.
He must have been right, according to the soft moan and the twitch in lower belly muscles he could feel through his pads right there. He was acting bold; it felt weird to do so, actually he was a little scared of what he was doing but somehow he couldn't stop. Not when Chiaki was turning his head to kiss him, suck at his bottom lip and tremble a little more.
Too much skin, too much contact, they couldn't help but harden and unnecessarily feel embarrassed about it.
Masayuki's hand inched downwards, hesitating, but he didn't stop until his hand was wrapped around Chiaki's length. He opened his eyes, blinking against the water, taking in the sensual sight.
Wet hair sticking to his forehead and temples, dark and cascading, parted lips, blushed cheeks and yes he dared to look down, down at the member in his fist which he felt pulsing.
He started pumping it, slowly, meeting shy thrusts and encouraged by more and more lovely sounds. Looking back up at Chiaki's face, their eyes met and so did their lips again, hungry and curious.
Masayuki was well aware that he was already poking his friends backside but against his will he seemed to press closer and swallowed another moan he could almost taste on his pierced tongue.
They arranged their stand, Chiaki reaching beside him to wrap his own hand around Masayuki, who instantly dropped his forehead down on his shoulder, gasping, trying to still his hips from moving on an own accord.
But then again, why?
Tentatively, he started to thrust, pushing Chiaki forward to do the same to his hand.
"This is good." He sighed, looking down again, watching his length moving in Chiaki's fair skinned fingers.
They found a rhythm, moving together, moving along, giving and receiving pleasure. They couldn't lock up their moans anymore as they kept bubbling from between their heated kisses.
Being too young and too inexperienced it came to an end sooner than they thought, seed being washed away by the warm water, cleaning them as though they've never been tainted.
Chiaki turned around in his arms, embracing Masayuki, pressing their chests together, feeling their hearts thump against it's mate.
Now, their kisses were back to a sweet flavor, but there was this taste on their tongues, promising anything but chasteness.
- - -
"Love, why are you grinning while the boys were walking around blushed crimson?" Uruha asked with a perked brow, his arms crossed on his chest.
"I told them to take a shower together." he winked at his lover. "I guess they actually did that."
"They were running late as it is!"
"So? You never pass a chance for sex in the morning, no matter how late you are." He stepped closer, right into the blond's private space, grinning mischievously.
"Sometimes you're the reason I'm late, Pon." Uruha said in a suggestive tune, leaning in closer.
"Like today?" Hiroto asked, his eyes glinting.
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Yeah, teenagers.
Sorry for the lack of... well, everything XD
Thanks to Lhunuial for epic tanking beta-ing 8D/~