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[Mar 12] [Junjou Romantica] Reading Glasses Are Sexy
Title: Reading Glasses Are Sexy
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deecherrywolf
Day/Theme: Mar 12 / blind man for a watch dog
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Terrorist
Another year older... but this wasn't any birthday, this was his fiftieth birthday... he never thought he'd live to see fifty, but here he was, fifty years old and standing before a smirking forty-three year old Kamijou Hiroki. Hiroki tried to smother the smirk off his face, but he was failing, hard. “So, grandpa, how does it feel to be fifty?”
Miyagi grunted, eyebrow ticking. “Fifty? Whatever do you mean? I'm still at the nice ripe age of forty-five!”
Hiroki rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah... happy birthday.”
“Oh! Kamijou-sensei~! You got me a present!”
“No, I didn't, Nowaki insisted I get you a gift, he paid for it. It was all his idea. I had nothing to do with it.”
Miyagi smiled, appreciating the fact that Hiroki even bothered, despite him saying that Nowaki did all the work. Hiroki had to have brought it up to his 39-year-old lover for him to think about it. Speaking of that... He grinned. “So, Kusama-san is turning forty this year huh? Any plans?”
Hiroki flushed, glaring at him... he looked like he was about to sputter out a response, but he didn't say anything.
–
Miyagi sat at home, squinting at the book Nowaki and Hiroki had bought him for his birthday. Shinobu walked in. The 33-year-old man was dressed in a suit and was fiddling with his tie, untying it and slipping it from his suit. Shinobu sighed. “I thought I'd never get out of there.”
Miyagi chuckled. Shinobu glared at him, watching the man struggle to read the book. Shinobu sighed, slipping the glasses onto the man's face. “You need your reading glasses.”
“I don't need them, especially with reading books. I just need them for reading at a distance.”
Shinobu rose an eyebrow. “That was 10 years ago, your vision is more than likely worse now... so you probably need them all the time now.”
Miyagi grumbled. Why was vision one of the things that went with age? He sighed, fixing the glasses and began reading the book. But when he felt arms go around his shoulders and a tender kiss being placed on the shell of his ear, he took pause.
“Happy birthday, old man.”
“Hey now, I'm not that old.”
“Fifty is getting there.”
“Cheeky brat, I may be fifty, but my soul is still thirty!”
Shinobu rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah... keep on telling yourself that grandpa.”
Miyagi raised a brow at his lover. “You really don't want me in bed with you tonight, do you?”
“Oh, I want you in bed with me, all right. Who else will satisfy your wrinkled ass?”
Miyagi's shoulder's slumped in defeat. If there was one thing that changed with age, it was Shinobu's attitude. But when he watched those ears turn red and those cheeks darken, he knew Shinobu was still the same on the inside. He chuckled, whispering huskily to his lover. “Do you want to get started now... or later?”
Shinobu licked his lips. “Depends... how long do you think you can last, old man?”
“Mm... with you, I can go on forever.”
Shinobu moved around the chair, throwing a leg over Miyagi's lap, settling in that lap, and kissing his lover. He sifted his hands through those dark locks and groaned as Miyagi's hands cupped his ass. He broke apart the kiss, glancing down lustfully at Miyagi. “Sure you can handle it on your fiftieth?”
“Fifty isn't that old, brat.”
They kissed again, their lips melding together. Shinobu began squirming, causing Miyagi to groan into his lover's mouth, feeling that ass press against his crotch and growing arousal. Shinobu pulled away for a second, pulling his suit blazer off first, then unbuttoning the shirt slowly. Miyagi watched Shinobu, who still trembled slightly, but barely noticeably, as he took of the shirt. He let it drop slowly, then resumed kissing Miyagi.
Miyagi moaned into his mouth, taking hold of Shinobu's hips and grinding into them shamelessly. Shinobu wrenched his mouth away, crying out. He gazed down at Miyagi, taking those reading glasses off of him and setting them on the small lampstand beside them. He also reached into the drawer of the lampstand, pulling out some lubrication. Miyagi smiled, thanking god Shinobu put some lubrication in there. On Shinobu's way up, he popped the recline lever, the foot rest popped up and Miyagi went backwards.
He gasped at this angle as he watched Shinobu pull down his pants and then work on Miyagi's own clothes.
He smiled. “I can take off my own clothes, Shinobu-chin.”
Shinobu flushed. “I want to... besides, who says you can't see the buttons?”
“Ha? Those were just reading glasses you know...”
“I know... but you are fifty... and fifty is getting pretty old.”
Miyagi grit his teeth, then leaned up toward Shinobu. “I'm never to old to fuck you into an oblivion though.”
Shinobu hummed in approval as he tossed Miyagi the lubrication, propping his legs on the top of the chair, offering Miyagi his bottom.
“Prove it.”
Miyagi sighed. “Why did you have to grow up, brat?”
Shinobu rolled his eyes. “Are you really all talk?”
Miyagi's mouth snapped shut and he poured some lubrication on his fingers, rolling them around Shinobu's opening, causing the man to sigh in pleasure and quiver. Miyagi watched as one finger began to disappear inside his lover. Shinobu shivered as Miyagi added another finger, moving them around in the tight space as much as possible, until they found that spot, brushing against it.
“M-Miyagi!!”
Miyagi chortled, taking advantage of the spot, relentlessly rubbing it with his fingers, feeling Shinobu bucking on his fingers. He quickly withdrew the fingers, hearing Shinobu moan again with loss, he poured more lubrication on his cock and positioned it at Shinobu's bottom, allowing Shinobu to lower himself on to his hips. Miyagi groaned as the tightness incased him, sending shivers up his spine. Shinobu placed his hands on his shoulders for leverage, Miyagi'a legs close together, while Shinobu's rested, pressed between the arm rest of the chair and Miyagi's legs. He slowly began shifting, pulling himself up only to go back down, creating that delicious friction.
Shinobu tossed his head back, allowing Miyagi to admire that defined chest and neck. Shinobu had certainly grown completely into his body. Somehow, the fact that the other man was still shorter than him made him feel happy. Shinobu cried out as Miyagi pressed the foot rest back down, propping himself up. Shinobu cried out as the motion made Miyagi go in deeper. Miyagi's hands took firm hold of Shinobu's hips, helping the man bounce up and down on his cock, his legs falling onto the arm rests, spread wide open.
“Miyagi!”
He wrapped his arms around his lover's neck as he continued to ride him, panting as that cock brushed that sensitive spot inside of him. He cried out again, muscles tightening around Miyagi as he came all over his an Miyagi's stomaches... Miyagi groaned and followed suit, releasing himself into Shinobu, jerking his hips a couple of times as he finished.
Shinobu shifted lightly after a moment, slowly getting off. Miyagi winced lightly as Shinobu pushed himself off. Shinobu pulled on his pants, glancing over at Miyagi. “Let's eat and then it's time for round two.”
Miyagi blinked. “Round Two?”
Shinobu crossed his arms. “You said you're never too old to fuck me into oblivion, I want to see what you got, old man.”
Miyagi gritted his teeth, pulling up his own pants. This would surely be a birthday to remember... but seeing Shinobu's red face, and hopeful eyes... he'd do his best to surely fuck him until he couldn't walk straight.
(THE END)
Older Miyagi & Shinobu~ I tried to keep them IC, just more of how I picture them being when they are older... OTL I TRIED!!!
Author:
deecherrywolfDay/Theme: Mar 12 / blind man for a watch dog
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Terrorist
Another year older... but this wasn't any birthday, this was his fiftieth birthday... he never thought he'd live to see fifty, but here he was, fifty years old and standing before a smirking forty-three year old Kamijou Hiroki. Hiroki tried to smother the smirk off his face, but he was failing, hard. “So, grandpa, how does it feel to be fifty?”
Miyagi grunted, eyebrow ticking. “Fifty? Whatever do you mean? I'm still at the nice ripe age of forty-five!”
Hiroki rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah... happy birthday.”
“Oh! Kamijou-sensei~! You got me a present!”
“No, I didn't, Nowaki insisted I get you a gift, he paid for it. It was all his idea. I had nothing to do with it.”
Miyagi smiled, appreciating the fact that Hiroki even bothered, despite him saying that Nowaki did all the work. Hiroki had to have brought it up to his 39-year-old lover for him to think about it. Speaking of that... He grinned. “So, Kusama-san is turning forty this year huh? Any plans?”
Hiroki flushed, glaring at him... he looked like he was about to sputter out a response, but he didn't say anything.
–
Miyagi sat at home, squinting at the book Nowaki and Hiroki had bought him for his birthday. Shinobu walked in. The 33-year-old man was dressed in a suit and was fiddling with his tie, untying it and slipping it from his suit. Shinobu sighed. “I thought I'd never get out of there.”
Miyagi chuckled. Shinobu glared at him, watching the man struggle to read the book. Shinobu sighed, slipping the glasses onto the man's face. “You need your reading glasses.”
“I don't need them, especially with reading books. I just need them for reading at a distance.”
Shinobu rose an eyebrow. “That was 10 years ago, your vision is more than likely worse now... so you probably need them all the time now.”
Miyagi grumbled. Why was vision one of the things that went with age? He sighed, fixing the glasses and began reading the book. But when he felt arms go around his shoulders and a tender kiss being placed on the shell of his ear, he took pause.
“Happy birthday, old man.”
“Hey now, I'm not that old.”
“Fifty is getting there.”
“Cheeky brat, I may be fifty, but my soul is still thirty!”
Shinobu rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah... keep on telling yourself that grandpa.”
Miyagi raised a brow at his lover. “You really don't want me in bed with you tonight, do you?”
“Oh, I want you in bed with me, all right. Who else will satisfy your wrinkled ass?”
Miyagi's shoulder's slumped in defeat. If there was one thing that changed with age, it was Shinobu's attitude. But when he watched those ears turn red and those cheeks darken, he knew Shinobu was still the same on the inside. He chuckled, whispering huskily to his lover. “Do you want to get started now... or later?”
Shinobu licked his lips. “Depends... how long do you think you can last, old man?”
“Mm... with you, I can go on forever.”
Shinobu moved around the chair, throwing a leg over Miyagi's lap, settling in that lap, and kissing his lover. He sifted his hands through those dark locks and groaned as Miyagi's hands cupped his ass. He broke apart the kiss, glancing down lustfully at Miyagi. “Sure you can handle it on your fiftieth?”
“Fifty isn't that old, brat.”
They kissed again, their lips melding together. Shinobu began squirming, causing Miyagi to groan into his lover's mouth, feeling that ass press against his crotch and growing arousal. Shinobu pulled away for a second, pulling his suit blazer off first, then unbuttoning the shirt slowly. Miyagi watched Shinobu, who still trembled slightly, but barely noticeably, as he took of the shirt. He let it drop slowly, then resumed kissing Miyagi.
Miyagi moaned into his mouth, taking hold of Shinobu's hips and grinding into them shamelessly. Shinobu wrenched his mouth away, crying out. He gazed down at Miyagi, taking those reading glasses off of him and setting them on the small lampstand beside them. He also reached into the drawer of the lampstand, pulling out some lubrication. Miyagi smiled, thanking god Shinobu put some lubrication in there. On Shinobu's way up, he popped the recline lever, the foot rest popped up and Miyagi went backwards.
He gasped at this angle as he watched Shinobu pull down his pants and then work on Miyagi's own clothes.
He smiled. “I can take off my own clothes, Shinobu-chin.”
Shinobu flushed. “I want to... besides, who says you can't see the buttons?”
“Ha? Those were just reading glasses you know...”
“I know... but you are fifty... and fifty is getting pretty old.”
Miyagi grit his teeth, then leaned up toward Shinobu. “I'm never to old to fuck you into an oblivion though.”
Shinobu hummed in approval as he tossed Miyagi the lubrication, propping his legs on the top of the chair, offering Miyagi his bottom.
“Prove it.”
Miyagi sighed. “Why did you have to grow up, brat?”
Shinobu rolled his eyes. “Are you really all talk?”
Miyagi's mouth snapped shut and he poured some lubrication on his fingers, rolling them around Shinobu's opening, causing the man to sigh in pleasure and quiver. Miyagi watched as one finger began to disappear inside his lover. Shinobu shivered as Miyagi added another finger, moving them around in the tight space as much as possible, until they found that spot, brushing against it.
“M-Miyagi!!”
Miyagi chortled, taking advantage of the spot, relentlessly rubbing it with his fingers, feeling Shinobu bucking on his fingers. He quickly withdrew the fingers, hearing Shinobu moan again with loss, he poured more lubrication on his cock and positioned it at Shinobu's bottom, allowing Shinobu to lower himself on to his hips. Miyagi groaned as the tightness incased him, sending shivers up his spine. Shinobu placed his hands on his shoulders for leverage, Miyagi'a legs close together, while Shinobu's rested, pressed between the arm rest of the chair and Miyagi's legs. He slowly began shifting, pulling himself up only to go back down, creating that delicious friction.
Shinobu tossed his head back, allowing Miyagi to admire that defined chest and neck. Shinobu had certainly grown completely into his body. Somehow, the fact that the other man was still shorter than him made him feel happy. Shinobu cried out as Miyagi pressed the foot rest back down, propping himself up. Shinobu cried out as the motion made Miyagi go in deeper. Miyagi's hands took firm hold of Shinobu's hips, helping the man bounce up and down on his cock, his legs falling onto the arm rests, spread wide open.
“Miyagi!”
He wrapped his arms around his lover's neck as he continued to ride him, panting as that cock brushed that sensitive spot inside of him. He cried out again, muscles tightening around Miyagi as he came all over his an Miyagi's stomaches... Miyagi groaned and followed suit, releasing himself into Shinobu, jerking his hips a couple of times as he finished.
Shinobu shifted lightly after a moment, slowly getting off. Miyagi winced lightly as Shinobu pushed himself off. Shinobu pulled on his pants, glancing over at Miyagi. “Let's eat and then it's time for round two.”
Miyagi blinked. “Round Two?”
Shinobu crossed his arms. “You said you're never too old to fuck me into oblivion, I want to see what you got, old man.”
Miyagi gritted his teeth, pulling up his own pants. This would surely be a birthday to remember... but seeing Shinobu's red face, and hopeful eyes... he'd do his best to surely fuck him until he couldn't walk straight.
(THE END)
Older Miyagi & Shinobu~ I tried to keep them IC, just more of how I picture them being when they are older... OTL I TRIED!!!