Drabble Batch 9
Title: Drabble Batch 9
Genre: Varies
Rating: Varies
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone mentioned , I do however own these drabbles
Summary: Just another drabble batch
AN: Yo ~ It's been a while since I've spewed out a drabble batch so here's an extra long piece, a whole twenty drabbles wtf
Generate
Jin heard from his friend in LA that it was possible to make your own power. In gyms they would use equipment as generators. When he asked Kazuya to power their apartment through sex however all he got was a black eye.
Bath
Jin knew Kazuya liked baths, hell everyone and their granny knew he liked them. And that was why he was currently soaking wet after having tried to save his phone. Jin wanted to surprise Kazuya when he came home with a nice bath but this happened. He just hoped that Kazuya would be damn grateful when he came home.
Reward
Jin was like a dog. Give him a treat when he does something good and he’ll learn to keep doing it. So Kazuya would really have to give him a treat after this blowjob.
Shopping
He knew he should’ve said no. He should’ve just let Koki take Kazuya shopping, but no he just had to act jealous and go instead. Kazuya better let him fuck him in the changing room.
Shoelace
“Two minutes I’ll catch up with you I just need to tie my shoelace” Jin bent down to tie said shoelace and was almost done when he felt an almighty slap on his behind. He stood up straight and looked at the perpetrator in shock.
“Nice ass Akanishi” Kazuya smiled cheekily at Jin, laughing heartily at the older man’s facial expression.
Egg
Kazuya groaned as the light forced him to open his eyes. He slowly sat up and stifled a yawn; he messed up his already messy hair before stretching. The faint smell of cooking wafted through the house and his stomach rumbled loudly. Jin came through the bedroom door with a wide smile and a tray with coffee and eggs. Kazuya really loved Jin.
Bikini
Kazuya was sick of it. He was sick and tired of watching HIS boyfriend flirt with that stupid woman in the yellow bikini. And even worse: he couldn’t go over there tell the bitch where to go. Stupid fame.
Cowboy
Jin never really understood the big deal about sex positions; I mean it all came to the same end right? But having Kazuya spread across him and riding him like that. Hm yeah Jin got it now.
Tap (inspired by my beloved daddy)
Kazuya stood by the counter with a mug of coffee in one hand and a phone in the other. He watched amusedly as his boyfriend, who was bent underneath the sink, grumbled and cursed as he tried to fix the pipe.
“Still no luck?” He was answered by a particularly loud curse as Jin pulled himself from under the sink with a huge wet patch on his shirt. Kazuya raised an eyebrow and gave Jin the “I told you so” look. Jin just grumbled and stood up, drips of water rolling off as he did.
“Now can I call the plumber?” He could only hear more grumbling and cursing as Jin stalked off to the bedroom to change his clothes. Kazuya smiled slightly and dialled the number as an increasingly large puddle was forming at his feet.
Roses
Kazuya was walking along the Jimusho halls when suddenly a bunch of roses were pushed under his nose. He almost fell backwards but managed to keep his balance and looked at the intruder in alarm.
“What the hell Jin?” Jin didn’t answer but instead shoved the roses into Kazuya’s hands and stormed down the hallway, even knocking over a little junior. Kazuya on the other hand only stared after the man in complete confusion, the smell of roses slowly filling his senses.
Lap
Kazuya belonged on Jin’s lap. He really did. The younger man fit perfectly on Jin’s lap and the way his butt rubbed against Jin’s crotch. Oh Kazuya really, very seriously belonged there. Preferably naked though.
Drink
Jin knew Kazuya couldn’t handle drink. He should’ve stopped him. But when the younger was hanging off of him and was acting so cute Jin really couldn’t say no. He’d pay the consequences later but right now he’d just enjoy his unbelievably adorable boyfriend.
Swimming
Jin wasn’t a big fan of swimming, or any exercise (unless it was sex of course). But the droplets on Kazuya’s body running ever so lower really made him reconsider.
Perfume
Kazuya loved Jin’s scent. It was so musky and manly and just so Jin. It was the only thing that kept him sane whenever Jin was in LA. His scent still lingered on his pillow and that reminded Kazuya that his lover would be coming home soon.
Energy
Jin didn’t understand how Kazuya could work so long and hard and still be so energetic. He wasn’t complaining of course, especially when the younger insisted on riding him that night.
Skin
Jin loved Kazuya’s skin. He loved to caress it softly, nip it gently and mark it where possible. So milky and smooth and beautiful. Just like Kazuya.
Myth
Jin was a god. The caresses, the kisses, the burning fiery passion that older man always seemed to invoke. Everytime they made love Kazuya felt like he was going crazy. There was no way someone as perfect as Jin would exist, it was just impossible. How could anyone be so perfect? Not like he was complaining.
Sofa
This sofa had a lot of memories. It had seen them through the good times and the bad. Jin had lost count of the number of times they had made love on it. Or fought. It had indeed seen a lot. It was just a shame that had all ended now. The sofa wouldn’t be seeing anymore Akame moments. Never again.
“Oh for crying out loud Jin it’s just a sofa, man up and stop crying” Kazuya’s voice cut through his deep emotional thoughts.
“I’m not crying! I just don’t see why we have to get rid of it” Jin’s voice was high pitched and whiny (the usual sign he’s been crying) and Kazuya simply rolled his eyes.
“Because you were too rough and broke it you moron now help me get it out!” Jin grumbled and glared at Kazuya who glared just as heatedly back. In the background T-TUN just sighed, already used to such behaviour.
Rebel
Jin was the rebel. Kazuya was the obedient one. Everyone knew that. What they didn’t know was that it was Kazuya’s fault Jin was a rebel. It was Kazuya who pushed him to write his own songs, it was Kazuya who encouraged the solo concerts and it was Kazuya who wanted him to reach his dreams in America. Jin was the obedient one; at least he would always be obedient to Kazuya.
Bench
They parted on this bench two years ago. Kazuya wondered if Jin still remembered him. It would have been their fifth anniversary today, if they hadn’t broken up. Kazuya wondered if Jin remembered that. He was always better at remembering important dates. Contrary to popular belief it was always Kazuya who forgot birthdays or important dates. Two years. It had been that long already?
“Hey” Kazuya looked up to the man he once loved. The man he shared everything with. The man Kazuya would’ve died for, just to see him smile. The man who even after all this time still caused Kazuya’s heart to race and breath to quicken.
“Hi”
Genre: Varies
Rating: Varies
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone mentioned , I do however own these drabbles
Summary: Just another drabble batch
AN: Yo ~ It's been a while since I've spewed out a drabble batch so here's an extra long piece, a whole twenty drabbles wtf
Generate
Jin heard from his friend in LA that it was possible to make your own power. In gyms they would use equipment as generators. When he asked Kazuya to power their apartment through sex however all he got was a black eye.
Bath
Jin knew Kazuya liked baths, hell everyone and their granny knew he liked them. And that was why he was currently soaking wet after having tried to save his phone. Jin wanted to surprise Kazuya when he came home with a nice bath but this happened. He just hoped that Kazuya would be damn grateful when he came home.
Reward
Jin was like a dog. Give him a treat when he does something good and he’ll learn to keep doing it. So Kazuya would really have to give him a treat after this blowjob.
Shopping
He knew he should’ve said no. He should’ve just let Koki take Kazuya shopping, but no he just had to act jealous and go instead. Kazuya better let him fuck him in the changing room.
Shoelace
“Two minutes I’ll catch up with you I just need to tie my shoelace” Jin bent down to tie said shoelace and was almost done when he felt an almighty slap on his behind. He stood up straight and looked at the perpetrator in shock.
“Nice ass Akanishi” Kazuya smiled cheekily at Jin, laughing heartily at the older man’s facial expression.
Egg
Kazuya groaned as the light forced him to open his eyes. He slowly sat up and stifled a yawn; he messed up his already messy hair before stretching. The faint smell of cooking wafted through the house and his stomach rumbled loudly. Jin came through the bedroom door with a wide smile and a tray with coffee and eggs. Kazuya really loved Jin.
Bikini
Kazuya was sick of it. He was sick and tired of watching HIS boyfriend flirt with that stupid woman in the yellow bikini. And even worse: he couldn’t go over there tell the bitch where to go. Stupid fame.
Cowboy
Jin never really understood the big deal about sex positions; I mean it all came to the same end right? But having Kazuya spread across him and riding him like that. Hm yeah Jin got it now.
Tap (inspired by my beloved daddy)
Kazuya stood by the counter with a mug of coffee in one hand and a phone in the other. He watched amusedly as his boyfriend, who was bent underneath the sink, grumbled and cursed as he tried to fix the pipe.
“Still no luck?” He was answered by a particularly loud curse as Jin pulled himself from under the sink with a huge wet patch on his shirt. Kazuya raised an eyebrow and gave Jin the “I told you so” look. Jin just grumbled and stood up, drips of water rolling off as he did.
“Now can I call the plumber?” He could only hear more grumbling and cursing as Jin stalked off to the bedroom to change his clothes. Kazuya smiled slightly and dialled the number as an increasingly large puddle was forming at his feet.
Roses
Kazuya was walking along the Jimusho halls when suddenly a bunch of roses were pushed under his nose. He almost fell backwards but managed to keep his balance and looked at the intruder in alarm.
“What the hell Jin?” Jin didn’t answer but instead shoved the roses into Kazuya’s hands and stormed down the hallway, even knocking over a little junior. Kazuya on the other hand only stared after the man in complete confusion, the smell of roses slowly filling his senses.
Lap
Kazuya belonged on Jin’s lap. He really did. The younger man fit perfectly on Jin’s lap and the way his butt rubbed against Jin’s crotch. Oh Kazuya really, very seriously belonged there. Preferably naked though.
Drink
Jin knew Kazuya couldn’t handle drink. He should’ve stopped him. But when the younger was hanging off of him and was acting so cute Jin really couldn’t say no. He’d pay the consequences later but right now he’d just enjoy his unbelievably adorable boyfriend.
Swimming
Jin wasn’t a big fan of swimming, or any exercise (unless it was sex of course). But the droplets on Kazuya’s body running ever so lower really made him reconsider.
Perfume
Kazuya loved Jin’s scent. It was so musky and manly and just so Jin. It was the only thing that kept him sane whenever Jin was in LA. His scent still lingered on his pillow and that reminded Kazuya that his lover would be coming home soon.
Energy
Jin didn’t understand how Kazuya could work so long and hard and still be so energetic. He wasn’t complaining of course, especially when the younger insisted on riding him that night.
Skin
Jin loved Kazuya’s skin. He loved to caress it softly, nip it gently and mark it where possible. So milky and smooth and beautiful. Just like Kazuya.
Myth
Jin was a god. The caresses, the kisses, the burning fiery passion that older man always seemed to invoke. Everytime they made love Kazuya felt like he was going crazy. There was no way someone as perfect as Jin would exist, it was just impossible. How could anyone be so perfect? Not like he was complaining.
Sofa
This sofa had a lot of memories. It had seen them through the good times and the bad. Jin had lost count of the number of times they had made love on it. Or fought. It had indeed seen a lot. It was just a shame that had all ended now. The sofa wouldn’t be seeing anymore Akame moments. Never again.
“Oh for crying out loud Jin it’s just a sofa, man up and stop crying” Kazuya’s voice cut through his deep emotional thoughts.
“I’m not crying! I just don’t see why we have to get rid of it” Jin’s voice was high pitched and whiny (the usual sign he’s been crying) and Kazuya simply rolled his eyes.
“Because you were too rough and broke it you moron now help me get it out!” Jin grumbled and glared at Kazuya who glared just as heatedly back. In the background T-TUN just sighed, already used to such behaviour.
Rebel
Jin was the rebel. Kazuya was the obedient one. Everyone knew that. What they didn’t know was that it was Kazuya’s fault Jin was a rebel. It was Kazuya who pushed him to write his own songs, it was Kazuya who encouraged the solo concerts and it was Kazuya who wanted him to reach his dreams in America. Jin was the obedient one; at least he would always be obedient to Kazuya.
Bench
They parted on this bench two years ago. Kazuya wondered if Jin still remembered him. It would have been their fifth anniversary today, if they hadn’t broken up. Kazuya wondered if Jin remembered that. He was always better at remembering important dates. Contrary to popular belief it was always Kazuya who forgot birthdays or important dates. Two years. It had been that long already?
“Hey” Kazuya looked up to the man he once loved. The man he shared everything with. The man Kazuya would’ve died for, just to see him smile. The man who even after all this time still caused Kazuya’s heart to race and breath to quicken.
“Hi”