[FIC] - Breakfast - Ruki/Reita - PG-13 - Oneshot
Title: Breakfast
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance..?
Pairings: Ruki/Reita
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: A scene to pass the time.
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Reita toweled his hair in the small bathroom in his and Uruha's shared apartment. It wasn't a home with a lot of privacy, though.
"Had a good time last night, yes?"
Reita rolled his eyes. "You make it sound dirty."
Uruha laughed and entered the bathroom, too, pushing his shoulder against Reita's to get a better view of the mirror. "Now that you say sound -"
"Oh don't go there." The blond hit his friend with the wet towel.
"Why not? I never thought you could be this vocal in bed, I'm impressed." The guitarist snorted as he saw Reita's annoyed look.
"I was the vocal one." Ruki was in the door-frame, boxers and t-shirt, rubbing his sleepy face. "I'm so not going to let him take the credit for the show."
Uruha went straight into a fit of laughter, his open pajama shirt riding down his right shoulder.
"The coffee should be ready by now." The blond ignored his giggling friend and just smiled at Ruki.
"Thanks."
Because the smile in return was worth it.
"Hey, is that perfumed styling gel?"
The bassist turned around again. "Stop going through my stuff all the time!"
Too late, Uruha already rubbed his hands together to warm up the gel. "Smells awesome, but it's not sticky enough, though."
"That's because it's flavored lube, man!" Reita huffed.
"So it's edible, nice." With that he licked across his palm, tongue flat. "Cherry, yumm!"
"What are you, really."
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Pointless story to take a break from cramming :D.
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance..?
Pairings: Ruki/Reita
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: A scene to pass the time.
Rainchaser's Archive
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Reita toweled his hair in the small bathroom in his and Uruha's shared apartment. It wasn't a home with a lot of privacy, though.
"Had a good time last night, yes?"
Reita rolled his eyes. "You make it sound dirty."
Uruha laughed and entered the bathroom, too, pushing his shoulder against Reita's to get a better view of the mirror. "Now that you say sound -"
"Oh don't go there." The blond hit his friend with the wet towel.
"Why not? I never thought you could be this vocal in bed, I'm impressed." The guitarist snorted as he saw Reita's annoyed look.
"I was the vocal one." Ruki was in the door-frame, boxers and t-shirt, rubbing his sleepy face. "I'm so not going to let him take the credit for the show."
Uruha went straight into a fit of laughter, his open pajama shirt riding down his right shoulder.
"The coffee should be ready by now." The blond ignored his giggling friend and just smiled at Ruki.
"Thanks."
Because the smile in return was worth it.
"Hey, is that perfumed styling gel?"
The bassist turned around again. "Stop going through my stuff all the time!"
Too late, Uruha already rubbed his hands together to warm up the gel. "Smells awesome, but it's not sticky enough, though."
"That's because it's flavored lube, man!" Reita huffed.
"So it's edible, nice." With that he licked across his palm, tongue flat. "Cherry, yumm!"
"What are you, really."
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Pointless story to take a break from cramming :D.