Ice is Nice [NC-17; Koizumi/Otani]
Title: Ice is Nice
Author: worblehat
Genre: Lovely Complex
Pairing: Koizumi/Otani
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Written for prompt_a_day. Prompt was "a summer treat."
Word Count: 1,374
They're still new to this and Otani wonders if maybe he's rushing things when Koizumi blushes and pulls him along to their bedroom. It's really Koizumi and Nobu's bedroom but right now Nobu is outside with Nakao, splashing happily by the poolside. Otani can barely hear them when Koizumi closes the door and waits, watching him.
"Um..."
"So..."
They laugh nervously and then Otani takes her hand. He wonders if it's her fingers shaking or his, then pushes the thought from his mind as they sit, knees touching, awkward in the uncertain silence.
"This is actually Nobu's bed," says Koizumi after a minute or two.
"...oh," is all Otani manages to say before he leads her to the other bed, face hot. He wishes he could blame it on a sunburn but they haven't been outside more than fifteen minutes; besides that, he only ever tans. Koizumi is watching him and Otani stands, stretches out his hand to rest gently against her neck. He doesn't know what he's doing when he bends down, pressing his lips to hers.
He is constantly surprised by how soft Koizumi's lips are, how they open so slowly against his own, wet and sweet. The more he touches, kisses and holds her, the softer she feels. He likes it, the way she wraps around him from beneath - the way she leans back now, sliding him on top of herself, their hips meeting and Otani worried at how hard he is, if it'll scare her off. It hasn't yet but he's still not sure, until he feels his body shift when one of her legs pulls out and around him, and his whole body warms against her. This is the only initiative Koizumi takes, body stretching back onto the bed as if waiting - and Otani slides a little higher, bent over her, kissing as one hand slides beneath her laced top, wondering in the back of his mind if it's okay to touch like this, if it feels okay and if Koizumi likes it. Her mouth seems hotter when he pushes her shirt higher, hands skimming over the skin, squeezing and touching and his cock growing harder as he presses it down against her.
"Otani," Koizumi breathes, and it easily becomes another new sounds Otani likes hearing from her mouth. "It's too warm."
Otani looks up at her, taking in her flushed face and parted lips. "...huh?"
"I'm getting all sweaty."
He frowns. "Are you trying to ruin the mood?"
"No! I just don't want to drip!"
"...Ugh!"
Forcing down his usual annoyance, Otani looks down at Koizumi. "Wait here."
"What -?" asks Koizumi, blinking in confusion at the space Otani has just been occupying.
Otani hurries out towards the refrigerator, heart pounding; he sees Nobu and Nakao outside, still playing happily. When he enters the room a second time, he makes sure to lock the door behind him.
"What's that?" asks Koizumi, sitting up.
Otani forces her back down as he straddles her. He shakes the small tray in his hand. "This...is the answer," he says dramatically.
Koizumi gives him a weird look.
"It's ice, stupid," he says with a sigh. "It'll cool you down."
"How?"
He pushes her shirt higher once more, lying a small cube of ice at the center. He isn't prepared for her shriek of surprise and nearly flies backward, off the bed. He reaches for the ice cube before it can land on the floor, slipping it into his mouth. Looking at Koizumi for a few seconds, he glares then softens at the apologetic, somewhat mortified look on her face at what she's just almost-done.
"Here," he says, resting the tray on the bed as he re-situates himself on the bed so that his mouth is just above her navel. He kisses the skin once, privately enjoying the short shudder from her body. He opens his mouth a little wider, licking in thin lines. Koizumi fidgets beneath him, her hand squeezing the bed covers as he undoes the top button of her jeans, his tongue following shortly thereafter.
He has to pull away as she kicks off her jeans but keeps close as he helps tug at her shirt until it too is on the floor; then his own, accompanied by his trousers. He waits for her to slip to a more comfortable position on the bed before his fingers press against her, his tongue wet and icy as he keeps the small cube of water on his mouth, licking with his tongue and feeling with his fingers, pushing one inside, then two. Koizumi moans and Otani feels a small pull at his stomach, the center of his body lining up with Koizumi's as he slides his fingers out, using them to pull down her underwear, Koizumi undoing the hooks to her bra. He starts when he felt her pulling at the waistband of his own underwear, fingers grazing the obvious erection beneath.
"Koizumi..."
She shifts to her side, eyes not meeting his this time as strokes him, fingers warm and hesitant. He wraps his hand around her, urging her to move faster. Their lips meet and Koizumi's body feels suddenly close, in a way that is intimate and makes Otani's body yearn unabashedly. He rolls her over onto her back and kisses, breaking apart briefly to watch her face as he positions himself, the tip of his cock just entering her.
Then Koizumi nods and Otani pushes in the rest of the way, the heat in the center of his stomach spreading outward as her head falls back against the pillows, eyes closing, inhaling sharply. One leg rises, giving him more room and Otani pushes in harder, pulling out shallowly before pushing in again; watching her face all the while, biting quietly on her lower lip until she looks back at him, her nose nuzzling against his cheek until they're kissing - kissing and fucking, her tongue hot against his iced one.
He kisses her neck and asks if they should go slower but she shakes her head and encourages him to keep going. Her body is wet around him and he pushes, thrusting inside again and again, Koizumi's hand sliding between them until Otani moves it away, rubbing and pushing in shaky rhythm. He slows, waiting for Koizumi to come first, secretly enjoying the uncontained shouts even as he hushes her with hisses, more than content to be ignored as he hears his name, repeated in ragged, breathy moans. He stops and listens, pushing all the way in the way she seems to like, filling her completely.
When she opens her eyes again, he kisses her, moving again when her tongue slides teasingly against his own. Her moans are softer but her nails are sharp, digging down into the skin at his hip, hurting but somehow making Otani harder, more desperate to come. His face is buried down against her neck when he comes, spilling inside her in thick spurts that he knows she can feel. He thrusts forcefully, ears listening for the wet smack of skin against skin until he stops, the last of his orgasm snaking through his body. He's already spilling out, come trailing down his thighs - down Koizumi's. The thought is almost enough to make him start pushing in again; he does anyway, pulling closer to her.
"Ew," says Koizumi.
Otani blinks. "Huh?"
"You're sweaty," she says.
"So're you," he retorts.
"I...I am?" she says, looking down worriedly.
"Yeah," says Otani, kissing her on the forehead, pretending to ignore the heat in her cheeks when he pulls away. "But it's okay. I sort of like it."
"You do?" she repeats.
"Sure," he says, rolling over. He grumbles when Koizumi cuddles up closer, letting her use his arm as a pillow.
"I didn't know that," she says, yawning.
Her hair is soft when he breathes in, lips resting on top. I like you, baka, he thinks quietly, but if I say that, I'll never hear the end of it. His eyes open when she exhales.
"I like you, Otani," Koizumi whispers.
His eyes widen; neither move, until he squeezes her gently.
"Yeah yeah," he answers. "Me too."
Author: worblehat
Genre: Lovely Complex
Pairing: Koizumi/Otani
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Written for prompt_a_day. Prompt was "a summer treat."
Word Count: 1,374
They're still new to this and Otani wonders if maybe he's rushing things when Koizumi blushes and pulls him along to their bedroom. It's really Koizumi and Nobu's bedroom but right now Nobu is outside with Nakao, splashing happily by the poolside. Otani can barely hear them when Koizumi closes the door and waits, watching him.
"Um..."
"So..."
They laugh nervously and then Otani takes her hand. He wonders if it's her fingers shaking or his, then pushes the thought from his mind as they sit, knees touching, awkward in the uncertain silence.
"This is actually Nobu's bed," says Koizumi after a minute or two.
"...oh," is all Otani manages to say before he leads her to the other bed, face hot. He wishes he could blame it on a sunburn but they haven't been outside more than fifteen minutes; besides that, he only ever tans. Koizumi is watching him and Otani stands, stretches out his hand to rest gently against her neck. He doesn't know what he's doing when he bends down, pressing his lips to hers.
He is constantly surprised by how soft Koizumi's lips are, how they open so slowly against his own, wet and sweet. The more he touches, kisses and holds her, the softer she feels. He likes it, the way she wraps around him from beneath - the way she leans back now, sliding him on top of herself, their hips meeting and Otani worried at how hard he is, if it'll scare her off. It hasn't yet but he's still not sure, until he feels his body shift when one of her legs pulls out and around him, and his whole body warms against her. This is the only initiative Koizumi takes, body stretching back onto the bed as if waiting - and Otani slides a little higher, bent over her, kissing as one hand slides beneath her laced top, wondering in the back of his mind if it's okay to touch like this, if it feels okay and if Koizumi likes it. Her mouth seems hotter when he pushes her shirt higher, hands skimming over the skin, squeezing and touching and his cock growing harder as he presses it down against her.
"Otani," Koizumi breathes, and it easily becomes another new sounds Otani likes hearing from her mouth. "It's too warm."
Otani looks up at her, taking in her flushed face and parted lips. "...huh?"
"I'm getting all sweaty."
He frowns. "Are you trying to ruin the mood?"
"No! I just don't want to drip!"
"...Ugh!"
Forcing down his usual annoyance, Otani looks down at Koizumi. "Wait here."
"What -?" asks Koizumi, blinking in confusion at the space Otani has just been occupying.
Otani hurries out towards the refrigerator, heart pounding; he sees Nobu and Nakao outside, still playing happily. When he enters the room a second time, he makes sure to lock the door behind him.
"What's that?" asks Koizumi, sitting up.
Otani forces her back down as he straddles her. He shakes the small tray in his hand. "This...is the answer," he says dramatically.
Koizumi gives him a weird look.
"It's ice, stupid," he says with a sigh. "It'll cool you down."
"How?"
He pushes her shirt higher once more, lying a small cube of ice at the center. He isn't prepared for her shriek of surprise and nearly flies backward, off the bed. He reaches for the ice cube before it can land on the floor, slipping it into his mouth. Looking at Koizumi for a few seconds, he glares then softens at the apologetic, somewhat mortified look on her face at what she's just almost-done.
"Here," he says, resting the tray on the bed as he re-situates himself on the bed so that his mouth is just above her navel. He kisses the skin once, privately enjoying the short shudder from her body. He opens his mouth a little wider, licking in thin lines. Koizumi fidgets beneath him, her hand squeezing the bed covers as he undoes the top button of her jeans, his tongue following shortly thereafter.
He has to pull away as she kicks off her jeans but keeps close as he helps tug at her shirt until it too is on the floor; then his own, accompanied by his trousers. He waits for her to slip to a more comfortable position on the bed before his fingers press against her, his tongue wet and icy as he keeps the small cube of water on his mouth, licking with his tongue and feeling with his fingers, pushing one inside, then two. Koizumi moans and Otani feels a small pull at his stomach, the center of his body lining up with Koizumi's as he slides his fingers out, using them to pull down her underwear, Koizumi undoing the hooks to her bra. He starts when he felt her pulling at the waistband of his own underwear, fingers grazing the obvious erection beneath.
"Koizumi..."
She shifts to her side, eyes not meeting his this time as strokes him, fingers warm and hesitant. He wraps his hand around her, urging her to move faster. Their lips meet and Koizumi's body feels suddenly close, in a way that is intimate and makes Otani's body yearn unabashedly. He rolls her over onto her back and kisses, breaking apart briefly to watch her face as he positions himself, the tip of his cock just entering her.
Then Koizumi nods and Otani pushes in the rest of the way, the heat in the center of his stomach spreading outward as her head falls back against the pillows, eyes closing, inhaling sharply. One leg rises, giving him more room and Otani pushes in harder, pulling out shallowly before pushing in again; watching her face all the while, biting quietly on her lower lip until she looks back at him, her nose nuzzling against his cheek until they're kissing - kissing and fucking, her tongue hot against his iced one.
He kisses her neck and asks if they should go slower but she shakes her head and encourages him to keep going. Her body is wet around him and he pushes, thrusting inside again and again, Koizumi's hand sliding between them until Otani moves it away, rubbing and pushing in shaky rhythm. He slows, waiting for Koizumi to come first, secretly enjoying the uncontained shouts even as he hushes her with hisses, more than content to be ignored as he hears his name, repeated in ragged, breathy moans. He stops and listens, pushing all the way in the way she seems to like, filling her completely.
When she opens her eyes again, he kisses her, moving again when her tongue slides teasingly against his own. Her moans are softer but her nails are sharp, digging down into the skin at his hip, hurting but somehow making Otani harder, more desperate to come. His face is buried down against her neck when he comes, spilling inside her in thick spurts that he knows she can feel. He thrusts forcefully, ears listening for the wet smack of skin against skin until he stops, the last of his orgasm snaking through his body. He's already spilling out, come trailing down his thighs - down Koizumi's. The thought is almost enough to make him start pushing in again; he does anyway, pulling closer to her.
"Ew," says Koizumi.
Otani blinks. "Huh?"
"You're sweaty," she says.
"So're you," he retorts.
"I...I am?" she says, looking down worriedly.
"Yeah," says Otani, kissing her on the forehead, pretending to ignore the heat in her cheeks when he pulls away. "But it's okay. I sort of like it."
"You do?" she repeats.
"Sure," he says, rolling over. He grumbles when Koizumi cuddles up closer, letting her use his arm as a pillow.
"I didn't know that," she says, yawning.
Her hair is soft when he breathes in, lips resting on top. I like you, baka, he thinks quietly, but if I say that, I'll never hear the end of it. His eyes open when she exhales.
"I like you, Otani," Koizumi whispers.
His eyes widen; neither move, until he squeezes her gently.
"Yeah yeah," he answers. "Me too."