I should reaaaaally be working. Instead...
Title: It's a War in Here
Fandom: Yami no Matsuei
Rating: NC-17
This was written for springkink, using wordsofastory's prompt: "Blow jobs - "'Well, peacemakers go to the same place as soldiers / If you want to make peace, well you gotta find the pain.'" (I'm so glad the prompts were anonymous. I would have been way too intimidated otherwise.)
Betaed by ravenbell. Yay ravenbell!
Hisoka has learned that every day is a battle-a battle against fear, a battle against despair. Even now, lying on Tsuzuki’s bed, his legs spread and Tsuzuki’s lips around his cock, he has to fight the urge to pull away, throw his clothes on, anything to stop this aching vulnerability. Instead, he tightens his grip in Tsuzuki’s hair and pulls his partner closer. Every day may be a battle, but Hisoka has always been a warrior.
Tsuzuki traces little circles on Hisoka’s cock with his tongue, and Hisoka squirms. He can feel Tsuzuki’s playful smile.
Tsuzuki isn’t a warrior, not like Hisoka is. What Tsuzuki wants more than anything is peace. He’s always searching for it, and it breaks Hisoka’s heart every time he fails. It’s never Tsuzuki’s fault, but he always blames himself. But Tsuzuki hasn’t stopped searching anymore than Hisoka has stopped fighting.
“Tsuzuki…” Hisoka murmurs, caressing his partner’s face. Tsuzuki smiles wider and responds by gently sliding his mouth up and down Hisoka’s cock, making Hisoka toss his head and moan.
In the end, it doesn’t matter that he and Tsuzuki are different. Their differences melt away in this dimly lit room, silenced by moans and whispered names, and brushed away by eager tongues and questing fingers.
Tsuzuki increases his pace, and Hisoka breathes in sharply. It won’t be long now.
Every day is a battle, but Hisoka believes the battle can be won. Behind all the pain and fear is his victory and Tsuzuki’s peace.
Tsuzuki sucks hard. Hisoka jerks his hips.
Hisoka believes that together they can win.
He comes.
Fandom: Yami no Matsuei
Rating: NC-17
This was written for springkink, using wordsofastory's prompt: "Blow jobs - "'Well, peacemakers go to the same place as soldiers / If you want to make peace, well you gotta find the pain.'" (I'm so glad the prompts were anonymous. I would have been way too intimidated otherwise.)
Betaed by ravenbell. Yay ravenbell!
Hisoka has learned that every day is a battle-a battle against fear, a battle against despair. Even now, lying on Tsuzuki’s bed, his legs spread and Tsuzuki’s lips around his cock, he has to fight the urge to pull away, throw his clothes on, anything to stop this aching vulnerability. Instead, he tightens his grip in Tsuzuki’s hair and pulls his partner closer. Every day may be a battle, but Hisoka has always been a warrior.
Tsuzuki traces little circles on Hisoka’s cock with his tongue, and Hisoka squirms. He can feel Tsuzuki’s playful smile.
Tsuzuki isn’t a warrior, not like Hisoka is. What Tsuzuki wants more than anything is peace. He’s always searching for it, and it breaks Hisoka’s heart every time he fails. It’s never Tsuzuki’s fault, but he always blames himself. But Tsuzuki hasn’t stopped searching anymore than Hisoka has stopped fighting.
“Tsuzuki…” Hisoka murmurs, caressing his partner’s face. Tsuzuki smiles wider and responds by gently sliding his mouth up and down Hisoka’s cock, making Hisoka toss his head and moan.
In the end, it doesn’t matter that he and Tsuzuki are different. Their differences melt away in this dimly lit room, silenced by moans and whispered names, and brushed away by eager tongues and questing fingers.
Tsuzuki increases his pace, and Hisoka breathes in sharply. It won’t be long now.
Every day is a battle, but Hisoka believes the battle can be won. Behind all the pain and fear is his victory and Tsuzuki’s peace.
Tsuzuki sucks hard. Hisoka jerks his hips.
Hisoka believes that together they can win.
He comes.