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[Mar 4] [Junjou Romantica] Fleeting Doubts
Title: Fleeting Doubts
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deecherrywolf
Day/Theme: Mar 04 / you become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Terrorist
Warning: NC-17!
There were times when Miyagi Yoh thought about his life before Shinobu. It would often creep up on him during work or the times he spent in his apartment before Shinobu would come over. He'd think of how life had been and oddly enough, he found it hard to picture his life without Shinobu in it. He let his eyes wander toward the door. Shinobu should be making his way over pretty soon. The boy had become predictable. He stretched out on his couch, looking down at the full ash tray. He should clean it out... He forced himself off the couch and dumped the ash tray, looking at the clock. Where was Shinobu? He was normally here by now.
He gritted his teeth. He really didn't want to seem like he needed Shinobu around, even though he knew he did... but he couldn't help but feel like it was his responsibility to check up on his lover. He walked over to the door and opened it, he pulled out his keys, finding Shinobu's key, and unlocked his door. He walked into the apartment, shocked to see an equally shocked Shinobu sitting at the table, a text book and a tablet in front of him. Miyagi felt his brow tick. He just walked in on Shinobu doing his homework... it kind of made him feel dirty in the sense of reminding him of how large their age gap was.
Shinobu stood up a perplexed, yet happy, look on his face. “You came here.”
“Well, yeah... I do have a key.”
Shinobu's brow furrowed. “You never come here.”
Miyagi could feel his temper flaring. “Well I did now, didn't I?”
Shinobu blinked, then growled. “You were worried I'd died in here or something, weren't you!?”
“Ah! So noisy! No, I was just curious on why you weren't at my place yet.”
Shinobu flushed angrily. “You can't trust me.”
Miyagi sighed. “Shinobu-chin... this isn't about trust, it's that I love you and was worried.”
Shinobu's eyes met with his and Miyagi felt himself smile. He couldn't believe he worried about Shinobu... what else would the young man be doing? Sure the image of his foreigner friend popped into his head at that thought, but he knew Shinobu better.
Shinobu licked his lips, which Miyagi couldn't help but watch that pink tongue dart out and go back into that luscious mouth. “I can finish this later... I was about done anyways.”
Miyagi shifted. He almost felt awkward inside of his lover's apartment. Shinobu took hold of his arm, causing Miyagi to took down at him and suddenly, the awkwardness was gone. He leaned down and captured Shinobu's lips. Shinobu opened his mouth to him, their tongues dueling for a moment until Shinobu pulled away. “Let's go to the bed room.”
“Yours?”
“Of course mine, we're in my apartment, old man.”
Miyagi narrowed his eyes. “Watch it.”
They made their way to the bed room. Miyagi was relieved it didn't look kiddish in any way. Though Shinobu was 19, he could help but feel like Shinobu was still a kid. Luckily his bed room was mature enough not to make him feel like a big pervert. Shinobu tugged on his shirt, causing Miyagi to greedily take in his lips, slowly crawling a top of Shinobu as he fell onto the bed. Shinobu shuddered beneath him as their hips met. He felt Shinobu move his legs hooking one with his. Miyagi suppressed his own shudder as the friction of their groins sent a shock straight from his pelvis to his spine. He pulled up, pulling gently at his clothes.
As he reached in the nightstand, thankful that Shinobu had a bottle of lubrication, he began thinking of his past lifestyle... before Shinobu. He had loved sensei, he would never regret that. But all those years... precious years, he'd gone loving someone that would never be back. But perhaps, it had been a good thing he never opened his heart to anyone... it was merely waiting for the little terrorist beneath him. The little terrorist that was glaring up at him. He blinked.
“What?”
“Are you really spacing out like an old man up there?”
Miyagi frowned. “I can always put this lubrication back up you know.”
“Yeah, but you won't.”
He sighed. Had this kid really whipped him that much? He unscrewed the lubrication, applying some on his fingers and the gently began circling Shinobu's opening, hearing that positive moan waft out from him. It was odd, how much the two had come to need each other... taming each other in a sense. He inserted a finger, watching Shinobu's face. The way the boy's face contorted and then how his eyebrows took on a life of their own before settling in a slanted motion. He kissed that brow, feeling it relax slightly, until he inserted another finger. He gently began pumping them in and out, gently wiggling them as much as he could until he felt Shinobu freeze and strangle out a moan. Found it.
Shinobu moaned wildly as Miyagi paid close attention to his prostate, while the man's other hand ran up and down on his cock. It was beginning to be too much. “Miyagi!!”
Before he could reach climax, Miyagi stopped, pulling his fingers out and the sound of lubrication being squeezed out of the tube alerted Shinobu what was going to happen next. He felt the tip of his lover's penis rub against his opening as Miyagi steadied himself, then slowly pushed in. Shinobu cried out, wrapping his arms around Miyagi's neck as the man laid still for a moment. Once Shinobu relaxed, those tight muscles relaxing around Miyagi's member, the older man found his pace. Shinobu groaned in pleasure as Miyagi quickly found his prostate, taking pleasure in thrusting against it.
Shinobu shuddered, ready to wrap his legs around Miyagi when the man suddenly switched positions on him, pulling him up a top of him. Shinobu moaned at the delicious shift and the fact that at this position, he could set the pace. Needing more of that feeling he rapidly began to move. Miyagi hissed in pleasure, clenching onto Shinobu's hips, helping the young man move without hurting any vital regions. Shinobu's right hand flew down to his own member, pumping at it as he looked down into Miyagi's eyes.
Miyagi shivered at that lust-filled look. And just with that saucy look, he came within Shinobu, causing a chain reaction as he came against Shinobu's prostate, Shinobu came all over his stomach. As they slowly came down from their high, Shinobu rolled off of Miyagi. Miyagi winced at the sound of them disconnecting, but looked at Shinobu, who was eying him weirdly.
“What?”
“What were you thinking about earlier?”
“Huh?”
“When we were getting naked.... you left me for a second.”
“Oh, I was thinking about sensei-.”
He could have slapped himself. Shinobu hobbled off the bed, face red with anger. “I didn't mean it like that!”
As Shinobu shut himself away in the bathroom, Miyagi sighed. He'd have to take responsibility for this... and explain in detail to Shinobu, after all... he would always be responsible for the one he loved.
And he wouldn't have it any other way.
(THE END)
AAAH~ I don't like how I wrote this one ;^; I hope you all like none-the-less
Author:
deecherrywolfDay/Theme: Mar 04 / you become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Terrorist
Warning: NC-17!
There were times when Miyagi Yoh thought about his life before Shinobu. It would often creep up on him during work or the times he spent in his apartment before Shinobu would come over. He'd think of how life had been and oddly enough, he found it hard to picture his life without Shinobu in it. He let his eyes wander toward the door. Shinobu should be making his way over pretty soon. The boy had become predictable. He stretched out on his couch, looking down at the full ash tray. He should clean it out... He forced himself off the couch and dumped the ash tray, looking at the clock. Where was Shinobu? He was normally here by now.
He gritted his teeth. He really didn't want to seem like he needed Shinobu around, even though he knew he did... but he couldn't help but feel like it was his responsibility to check up on his lover. He walked over to the door and opened it, he pulled out his keys, finding Shinobu's key, and unlocked his door. He walked into the apartment, shocked to see an equally shocked Shinobu sitting at the table, a text book and a tablet in front of him. Miyagi felt his brow tick. He just walked in on Shinobu doing his homework... it kind of made him feel dirty in the sense of reminding him of how large their age gap was.
Shinobu stood up a perplexed, yet happy, look on his face. “You came here.”
“Well, yeah... I do have a key.”
Shinobu's brow furrowed. “You never come here.”
Miyagi could feel his temper flaring. “Well I did now, didn't I?”
Shinobu blinked, then growled. “You were worried I'd died in here or something, weren't you!?”
“Ah! So noisy! No, I was just curious on why you weren't at my place yet.”
Shinobu flushed angrily. “You can't trust me.”
Miyagi sighed. “Shinobu-chin... this isn't about trust, it's that I love you and was worried.”
Shinobu's eyes met with his and Miyagi felt himself smile. He couldn't believe he worried about Shinobu... what else would the young man be doing? Sure the image of his foreigner friend popped into his head at that thought, but he knew Shinobu better.
Shinobu licked his lips, which Miyagi couldn't help but watch that pink tongue dart out and go back into that luscious mouth. “I can finish this later... I was about done anyways.”
Miyagi shifted. He almost felt awkward inside of his lover's apartment. Shinobu took hold of his arm, causing Miyagi to took down at him and suddenly, the awkwardness was gone. He leaned down and captured Shinobu's lips. Shinobu opened his mouth to him, their tongues dueling for a moment until Shinobu pulled away. “Let's go to the bed room.”
“Yours?”
“Of course mine, we're in my apartment, old man.”
Miyagi narrowed his eyes. “Watch it.”
They made their way to the bed room. Miyagi was relieved it didn't look kiddish in any way. Though Shinobu was 19, he could help but feel like Shinobu was still a kid. Luckily his bed room was mature enough not to make him feel like a big pervert. Shinobu tugged on his shirt, causing Miyagi to greedily take in his lips, slowly crawling a top of Shinobu as he fell onto the bed. Shinobu shuddered beneath him as their hips met. He felt Shinobu move his legs hooking one with his. Miyagi suppressed his own shudder as the friction of their groins sent a shock straight from his pelvis to his spine. He pulled up, pulling gently at his clothes.
As he reached in the nightstand, thankful that Shinobu had a bottle of lubrication, he began thinking of his past lifestyle... before Shinobu. He had loved sensei, he would never regret that. But all those years... precious years, he'd gone loving someone that would never be back. But perhaps, it had been a good thing he never opened his heart to anyone... it was merely waiting for the little terrorist beneath him. The little terrorist that was glaring up at him. He blinked.
“What?”
“Are you really spacing out like an old man up there?”
Miyagi frowned. “I can always put this lubrication back up you know.”
“Yeah, but you won't.”
He sighed. Had this kid really whipped him that much? He unscrewed the lubrication, applying some on his fingers and the gently began circling Shinobu's opening, hearing that positive moan waft out from him. It was odd, how much the two had come to need each other... taming each other in a sense. He inserted a finger, watching Shinobu's face. The way the boy's face contorted and then how his eyebrows took on a life of their own before settling in a slanted motion. He kissed that brow, feeling it relax slightly, until he inserted another finger. He gently began pumping them in and out, gently wiggling them as much as he could until he felt Shinobu freeze and strangle out a moan. Found it.
Shinobu moaned wildly as Miyagi paid close attention to his prostate, while the man's other hand ran up and down on his cock. It was beginning to be too much. “Miyagi!!”
Before he could reach climax, Miyagi stopped, pulling his fingers out and the sound of lubrication being squeezed out of the tube alerted Shinobu what was going to happen next. He felt the tip of his lover's penis rub against his opening as Miyagi steadied himself, then slowly pushed in. Shinobu cried out, wrapping his arms around Miyagi's neck as the man laid still for a moment. Once Shinobu relaxed, those tight muscles relaxing around Miyagi's member, the older man found his pace. Shinobu groaned in pleasure as Miyagi quickly found his prostate, taking pleasure in thrusting against it.
Shinobu shuddered, ready to wrap his legs around Miyagi when the man suddenly switched positions on him, pulling him up a top of him. Shinobu moaned at the delicious shift and the fact that at this position, he could set the pace. Needing more of that feeling he rapidly began to move. Miyagi hissed in pleasure, clenching onto Shinobu's hips, helping the young man move without hurting any vital regions. Shinobu's right hand flew down to his own member, pumping at it as he looked down into Miyagi's eyes.
Miyagi shivered at that lust-filled look. And just with that saucy look, he came within Shinobu, causing a chain reaction as he came against Shinobu's prostate, Shinobu came all over his stomach. As they slowly came down from their high, Shinobu rolled off of Miyagi. Miyagi winced at the sound of them disconnecting, but looked at Shinobu, who was eying him weirdly.
“What?”
“What were you thinking about earlier?”
“Huh?”
“When we were getting naked.... you left me for a second.”
“Oh, I was thinking about sensei-.”
He could have slapped himself. Shinobu hobbled off the bed, face red with anger. “I didn't mean it like that!”
As Shinobu shut himself away in the bathroom, Miyagi sighed. He'd have to take responsibility for this... and explain in detail to Shinobu, after all... he would always be responsible for the one he loved.
And he wouldn't have it any other way.
(THE END)
AAAH~ I don't like how I wrote this one ;^; I hope you all like none-the-less