Some bad news
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snoozing_kittenDrabbles
I have a new job, played pass the porn and here are your results...
Format: Pairing, prompt, number of sentances to use.
koki/tegoshi, addiction, 4.
He was gangster, really he was, he was after all 'Koki the most
gangster pop star in the history of ever'. Well not quite, fawning all
over Tegoshi was very un-gangster-like after all, petting his fluffy
head and cooing was not menacing at all. Tegoshi after-all was the
embodiment of squeaky-clean and cute-cut. Running his hands through
baby-soft hair and pushing it out of Tegoshi's eyes so he could
clearly see the boy's smile there, because his mouth was rather full
at the moment, Koki didn't care, he was completely addicted.
hina/koyama, maternal bonding, 1.
Hina looked reasonably annoyed when Koyama's mobile interrupted him
for the second time in the past half-hour, it's of course another one
of Koyamama's 'ducklings', so he reached across the table grabbing the
mobile and hit the end-call button, "They'll live without you for one
night, trust me."
kame/ueda, princess, 4.
"You know," Kame said looking at Ueda's reflection in the mirror, the
other man sitting on the couch with his legs curled under him one hand
splayed on the arm of the couch, the open bottle of polish filling the
room with its chemical odor, "if we had sex you'd bottom."
"Really?" Ueda arched one perfectly formed eyebrow, holding his hands
steady so he wouldn't smudge the paint.
"Of course." Kame arranged another piece of hair, flicking it with his
finger to insure that it fell perfectly back into place, what was the
point of doing his hair if it was less then perfect?
"Just wait until my nails dry and we'll find out who's really
the Princess, and who's the Bitch."
sho/shige, senpai, 5.
If there was anyone Shige had to idolize (no pun intended), it was
Sakurai Sho, his sempai was strong, funny, smart, and really fucking
hot. In the rare occasion that he was ever in the proximity of said
idol he for the lift of him could not tear his eyes away from the
older man, the appealing curves of his shoulders, washboard stomach
and the strong muscles of his thighs.
Koyama said something to YamaPi, something that went right over his
head because Sho was across the room standing shirtless, gloriously
shirtless.
"You know Shige you should just tell him you think he's hot," and of
course leave it to Koyama to say that just loud enough that Sho's head
snapped up, eyes meeting Shige's for one uncertain moment before he
smirked faintly and Shige was a heart beat away from a fangirl attack.
nino/ryo, mindfuckery, 5.">
The ties, which were what was left of his favourite shirt meticulously
cut into strips before his eyes, the game they were playing forbidding
him from launching himself at the smirking devil, bit into his wrists.
Nino's lips hovered just over his, breath fanning across his cheeks,
dark fan of his lashes against the tan of his skin all Ryo could see,
one hand was feathering only the baest of teasing touches across the
senstive head of his painfully hard cock. The game of tease they'd
been playing with eachother all day had him half hard, embarassing
when Matsumoto accidentally brushed up against him in the tight hall,
he'd been giving him odd looks all day long now. He'd gone from zero
to ready to fuck in the short amount of space it took Nino to pop the
button on his jeans.
Just when teasing touches finally turned into a full handed grip that
made him groan outloud Nino's mobile went off, "Hello?" Ryo hissed at
him, only to be gagged with what left of his shirt, Nino grinning as
he spoke on the phone.
sho/aiba, baby-sitter, 3.
The kid started with Jun, oddly since only a dysfunctional parent
would leave Matsumoto Jun with their baby, which then Ohno managed to
end up in charge of, which lasted until Nino got bored, then the kid
was crawling all over Sho's lap grubby fingers in his hair. "I'm a pop
star, a news caster, a university graduate; not a baby-sitter," that
was until Aiba caught sight of those huge cheeks and glassy black
eyes. Aiba, with that rosy happy glow on his face and that dumb grin,
that was the best Aiba there was, so maybe the kid wasn't too bad, now
Sho couldn't wait till he left and he'd have the other man all to
himself.
yoko/ryo, i'll tell you who the fuck you think you are, 5
Ryo hissed, and Yoko simply gave him a curious glance, arching one
eyebrow in almost a delicate way, that is if you couldn't see the hint
of a smirk that was tugging at his full lips.
"You're so dead," He whispered, lips brushing Yoko's pulse point,
hands tightening on Yoko's black jacket.
"If you think you can." He pressed forward, surprising Ryo into
tripping over his own feet, back hitting the wall behind him, pinned
there with one of Yoko's thighs pressed between his, "who the fuck do
you think you are?"
"Asshole," Ryo snarled, pressing against Yoko's thigh griding his
erection there, the truth was he played this game with the older man
because he fucking loved it.
koichi/nakamaru, i'm getting too old for this shit, 2
Koichi grumbled, hiding the fact that he was terrified with a front of
strained annoyance, but when Maru asked him, he'd been entirely unable
to say no to the smile on the younger man's face.
"See how suddenly it drops?" Maru's voice tinted with complete awe,
Koichi bit back a groan and sheilded his eyes from the sun to get a
better look at the rollercoaster.
Jin/Yamapi, you trust me right?, 4
He gave it another look, something crossed between fear and curiosity,
a shade of neon purple, bulging with fake veins, YamaPi gave the
bulbous head a particularly hard look. "Jin, that looks big enough to
beat me to death with, there is no way it's ever going to fit inside."
YamaPi tugged at the sheets so hard his nails were going to tear
straight through the cotton weave, it burned and ached, and felt like
Jin was trying to fuck him with a battering ram. He cried out, oh
good, it was just too much, arching his back harshly, almost able to
taste the silicone, "hey, it all fit."
massu/nakamaru, beacon in the dead of night, 2
He's had 2 and a half cups of coffee, the missing half decorating the
floor of the cafe, one bottle of water, and was working his way
through a chocolate bar (he's gone to the bathroom approximately four
times in the past two hours), and he was still not done.
"I though you'd be here," Massu slid into the seat across from him,
and for a moment Maru figured he'd had enough caffeine and sleep
deprivation that he was hallucinating, you after all needed a student
card to get into the library at 2 am, in the end he was just grateful,
hallucination or not.
yamapi/ohkura, the fastest way to a man's..., 3
They say the quickest way to a man's stomach is his heart, and for
people like Massu it's true, YamaPi thinks the quickest way to a man's
heart is through his brestbone, but that's just him. The same way, the
quickest way to a guy's crotch is through his pants, they are clawing
at eachother's jeans trying to shove the unneeded material out of the
way and having a rough time with it, ironically that's probably also
the quickest way to Ohkura's heart as well.
"Fuck yeah," Ohkura moaned, arching his hips up against YamaPi's
knuckles as he finally gets a hand inside, the silky skin of Ohkura's
cock all but burning his knuckles.
Shige/Yamapi, under the sea, 2
It was like a setting from a cheesy romance movie, probably one Koyama
has in his collection, with the water filtering the light making the
entire secluded corridor glow with a blue light.
"I'm glad you invited me to the aquarium," Shige's heart was doing
triple time and he was glad he didn't stumble over the words, YamaPi
was looking at him and not the shadow of the whale passing by the
glass, eyes dark and a smile on his glossed lips.
And thus ends my murder of the English grammar system. There is probably not a NON-run-on sentence in that whole bunch.
I have a new job, played pass the porn and here are your results...
Format: Pairing, prompt, number of sentances to use.
koki/tegoshi, addiction, 4.
He was gangster, really he was, he was after all 'Koki the most
gangster pop star in the history of ever'. Well not quite, fawning all
over Tegoshi was very un-gangster-like after all, petting his fluffy
head and cooing was not menacing at all. Tegoshi after-all was the
embodiment of squeaky-clean and cute-cut. Running his hands through
baby-soft hair and pushing it out of Tegoshi's eyes so he could
clearly see the boy's smile there, because his mouth was rather full
at the moment, Koki didn't care, he was completely addicted.
hina/koyama, maternal bonding, 1.
Hina looked reasonably annoyed when Koyama's mobile interrupted him
for the second time in the past half-hour, it's of course another one
of Koyamama's 'ducklings', so he reached across the table grabbing the
mobile and hit the end-call button, "They'll live without you for one
night, trust me."
kame/ueda, princess, 4.
"You know," Kame said looking at Ueda's reflection in the mirror, the
other man sitting on the couch with his legs curled under him one hand
splayed on the arm of the couch, the open bottle of polish filling the
room with its chemical odor, "if we had sex you'd bottom."
"Really?" Ueda arched one perfectly formed eyebrow, holding his hands
steady so he wouldn't smudge the paint.
"Of course." Kame arranged another piece of hair, flicking it with his
finger to insure that it fell perfectly back into place, what was the
point of doing his hair if it was less then perfect?
"Just wait until my nails dry and we'll find out who's really
the Princess, and who's the Bitch."
sho/shige, senpai, 5.
If there was anyone Shige had to idolize (no pun intended), it was
Sakurai Sho, his sempai was strong, funny, smart, and really fucking
hot. In the rare occasion that he was ever in the proximity of said
idol he for the lift of him could not tear his eyes away from the
older man, the appealing curves of his shoulders, washboard stomach
and the strong muscles of his thighs.
Koyama said something to YamaPi, something that went right over his
head because Sho was across the room standing shirtless, gloriously
shirtless.
"You know Shige you should just tell him you think he's hot," and of
course leave it to Koyama to say that just loud enough that Sho's head
snapped up, eyes meeting Shige's for one uncertain moment before he
smirked faintly and Shige was a heart beat away from a fangirl attack.
nino/ryo, mindfuckery, 5.">
The ties, which were what was left of his favourite shirt meticulously
cut into strips before his eyes, the game they were playing forbidding
him from launching himself at the smirking devil, bit into his wrists.
Nino's lips hovered just over his, breath fanning across his cheeks,
dark fan of his lashes against the tan of his skin all Ryo could see,
one hand was feathering only the baest of teasing touches across the
senstive head of his painfully hard cock. The game of tease they'd
been playing with eachother all day had him half hard, embarassing
when Matsumoto accidentally brushed up against him in the tight hall,
he'd been giving him odd looks all day long now. He'd gone from zero
to ready to fuck in the short amount of space it took Nino to pop the
button on his jeans.
Just when teasing touches finally turned into a full handed grip that
made him groan outloud Nino's mobile went off, "Hello?" Ryo hissed at
him, only to be gagged with what left of his shirt, Nino grinning as
he spoke on the phone.
sho/aiba, baby-sitter, 3.
The kid started with Jun, oddly since only a dysfunctional parent
would leave Matsumoto Jun with their baby, which then Ohno managed to
end up in charge of, which lasted until Nino got bored, then the kid
was crawling all over Sho's lap grubby fingers in his hair. "I'm a pop
star, a news caster, a university graduate; not a baby-sitter," that
was until Aiba caught sight of those huge cheeks and glassy black
eyes. Aiba, with that rosy happy glow on his face and that dumb grin,
that was the best Aiba there was, so maybe the kid wasn't too bad, now
Sho couldn't wait till he left and he'd have the other man all to
himself.
yoko/ryo, i'll tell you who the fuck you think you are, 5
Ryo hissed, and Yoko simply gave him a curious glance, arching one
eyebrow in almost a delicate way, that is if you couldn't see the hint
of a smirk that was tugging at his full lips.
"You're so dead," He whispered, lips brushing Yoko's pulse point,
hands tightening on Yoko's black jacket.
"If you think you can." He pressed forward, surprising Ryo into
tripping over his own feet, back hitting the wall behind him, pinned
there with one of Yoko's thighs pressed between his, "who the fuck do
you think you are?"
"Asshole," Ryo snarled, pressing against Yoko's thigh griding his
erection there, the truth was he played this game with the older man
because he fucking loved it.
koichi/nakamaru, i'm getting too old for this shit, 2
Koichi grumbled, hiding the fact that he was terrified with a front of
strained annoyance, but when Maru asked him, he'd been entirely unable
to say no to the smile on the younger man's face.
"See how suddenly it drops?" Maru's voice tinted with complete awe,
Koichi bit back a groan and sheilded his eyes from the sun to get a
better look at the rollercoaster.
Jin/Yamapi, you trust me right?, 4
He gave it another look, something crossed between fear and curiosity,
a shade of neon purple, bulging with fake veins, YamaPi gave the
bulbous head a particularly hard look. "Jin, that looks big enough to
beat me to death with, there is no way it's ever going to fit inside."
YamaPi tugged at the sheets so hard his nails were going to tear
straight through the cotton weave, it burned and ached, and felt like
Jin was trying to fuck him with a battering ram. He cried out, oh
good, it was just too much, arching his back harshly, almost able to
taste the silicone, "hey, it all fit."
massu/nakamaru, beacon in the dead of night, 2
He's had 2 and a half cups of coffee, the missing half decorating the
floor of the cafe, one bottle of water, and was working his way
through a chocolate bar (he's gone to the bathroom approximately four
times in the past two hours), and he was still not done.
"I though you'd be here," Massu slid into the seat across from him,
and for a moment Maru figured he'd had enough caffeine and sleep
deprivation that he was hallucinating, you after all needed a student
card to get into the library at 2 am, in the end he was just grateful,
hallucination or not.
yamapi/ohkura, the fastest way to a man's..., 3
They say the quickest way to a man's stomach is his heart, and for
people like Massu it's true, YamaPi thinks the quickest way to a man's
heart is through his brestbone, but that's just him. The same way, the
quickest way to a guy's crotch is through his pants, they are clawing
at eachother's jeans trying to shove the unneeded material out of the
way and having a rough time with it, ironically that's probably also
the quickest way to Ohkura's heart as well.
"Fuck yeah," Ohkura moaned, arching his hips up against YamaPi's
knuckles as he finally gets a hand inside, the silky skin of Ohkura's
cock all but burning his knuckles.
Shige/Yamapi, under the sea, 2
It was like a setting from a cheesy romance movie, probably one Koyama
has in his collection, with the water filtering the light making the
entire secluded corridor glow with a blue light.
"I'm glad you invited me to the aquarium," Shige's heart was doing
triple time and he was glad he didn't stumble over the words, YamaPi
was looking at him and not the shadow of the whale passing by the
glass, eyes dark and a smile on his glossed lips.
And thus ends my murder of the English grammar system. There is probably not a NON-run-on sentence in that whole bunch.
