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[Mar 26] [Junjou Romantica] Pumpkin Pancakes
Title: Pumpkin Pancakes
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deecherrywolf
Day/Theme: Mar 26 / collapse into me tired with joy
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Terrorist
Miyagi's brow ticked as he sat at his kitchen table, looking down at the pumpkin... pancakes. He stared down at the monstrosity on his plate and then glanced up to see Shinobu watching him intently. He glumly took his fork and knife, breaking off a piece, seeing what looked like a piece of pumpkin still in there. He sighed and took a bite. He heard Shinobu exhale. He chewed on the pancake... and then swallowed. He hadn't pictured the morning of his day off start out with being Shinobu's guinea pig as he explored the wonderful world of pumpkins.
Shinobu licked his lips. “What do you think?”
Miyagi wasn't sure if he had the heart to tell Shinobu that the pancakes were either undercooked or the pumpkin hadn't been cooked right or if he should just tell the truth. After mulling it over, he finally picked up his coffee cup and gave Shinobu a forced smile.
“I don't think the pumpkin went well with pancakes! Where did you learn this?”
Shinobu frowned. “My sister... and I looked up how to cook pumpkins... that was in there.”
Darn. Miyagi coughed. “Oh? Well, maybe you had a bad recipe?”
Shinobu flushed, anger radiating in his eyes. “If you don't like it, just say so!”
“H-Hey! I didn't say that! Calm down, Shinobu-chin. It's just the pumpkin could have been cooked until soft... so it would have blended into the mix.”
Shinobu's shoulders slumped, reaching for the plate, but Miyagi swatted his hand away. “You made it, I'm going to eat it.”
Shinobu's mouth dropped open lightly, watching Miyagi eat the pancakes. He flushed, eyes lowering onto the table. After the pancakes Miyagi walked into the living room, falling on to the couch. Though he'd just gotten up, he felt so... tired? He reached for a pack of his cigarettes, it must be age... He winced at the thought of that.... here he was, only 36, and he was already thinking he was getting so old. He sighed, pulling out a cigarette. He blinked, noticing Shinobu in the door way.
“Everything all right, Shinobu-chin?”
The young man walked over to him. “Is today your day off?”
Miyagi blinked in surprise. Didn't Shinobu already know that? He smiled lightly, while placing the cigarette in his mouth. “Yes it is... ah, Shinobu-chin, could you find my lighter?”
Unfortunately for him, Shinobu wasn't in the mood to find his lighter. Instead the 19-year-old man swung a leg over Miyagi's lap. Miyagi blinked in surprise. What was going on with Shinobu? Shinobu didn't say anything, he merely plucked the cigarette out of his mouth, laying it on the coffee stand beside them and kissing Miyagi with confidence.
Miyagi shifted, feeling his arousal growing as Shinobu squirmed on his lap in erotic motions. He moaned into the younger man's mouth and once he finally parted, Miyagi took the time to ask his lover what was going on inside his head.
“Shinobu-chin? You okay?”
Shinobu frowned. “Is it weird that I want to kiss you?”
“No, no of course not. I just wasn't ready for it.”
Shinobu snorted. “You have no spontaneity, old man.”
Miyagi's eyes narrowed. “Of course I do, and I'm not an old man yet.”
Shinobu shifted his hips again, causing Miyagi to shudder. “Oh? Then why are you so against this?”
Miyagi chortled lightly, brow ticking. “I never said I was against it... just surprised.”
Shinobu made a small 'hn' noise before capturing Miyagi's lips again. Apparently, Shinobu thought that they didn't need to talk anymore. Shinobu moaned into his mouth as Miyagi's tongue sought out his own in return. Shinobu's arms winded around Miyagi's shoulders, resting gently. Miyagi shifted, placing his hands on Shinobu's hims, taking hold of him lightly and helping the younger man thrust in his hips.
“Ah! Miyagi!”
With his lips now freed from Shinobu's lips, he attacked Shinobu's neck, kissing it gently at first, then running his tongue along the pulse point. Shinobu cried out as Miyagi took some skin inside of his mouth and sucked on it. He released it, looking at the small reddening mark that began to appear. Perhaps that wasn't a good idea, but when Shinobu began bucking in his hips again... he couldn't help but toss the idea of right or wrong out of his head.
He gently lowered Shinobu to the couch, keeping their now locked lips together. His tongue went back to exploring Shinobu's mouth while Shinobu's leg got a little curious. It lifted and wrapped around Miyagi's behind, bringing the older man's crotch closer to his own. Miyagi groaned into the younger's mouth, thrusting into the other's hips.
Shinobu shivered, the feeling of their arousals rubbing together was deliciously erotic... in a forbidden kind of way. But the dry humping could only do so much. Miyagi quickly began unbuckling his pants, pulling them down. Why had he bothered to get dressed like this on his day off? Shinobu was slipping his own clothes off as Miyagi's mouth collided with his own. Miyagi's hands roamed Shinobu's body, rubbing gently at the man's skin, rolling south.
Miyagi pulled away from the other's mouth as his hand met with Shinobu's arousal. He watched the younger man's mouth fall open and cry out. His hand rubbed gently at the head of his arousal, then slowly slid down to the foreskin and down the shaft. He squeezed him, hearing Shinobu hiss in pleasure. He kissed Shinobu's forehead, then his nose... a chaste kiss on the lips and onward to his chin.
Shinobu licked his lips as he watched Miyagi leisurely move down his chest, giving each nipple a little bit of attention before licking his way down to his stomach. When Miyagi made it Shinobu's manhood, he looked up at Shinobu for a second. That face... Miyagi smiled. That cute face was all he needed. He took Shinobu's cock into his mouth, pleased with hearing Shinobu cry out, feeling those fingers burrow into his hair.
Shinobu's legs spread apart, the knees now bent and his feet and calves were resting on Miyagi's shoulders as the man licked his manhood. Miyagi paid close attention to the head for a moment before slowly taking the rest of the shaft in. Shinobu's hand clutched harder as he repeated the actions. He smiled against the man's arousal, gently beginning to palm his testicles.
“M-Miyagi!!”
Shinobu obviously hadn't been expecting the action as he shot his seed within Miyagi's mouth. Miyagi pulled away, putting a hand to his mouth, swallowing the cum in his mouth while wiping the extra off. He took a tissue and wiped off the cum and threw it in the trash, lifting off of Shinobu as he did. The younger man sat up, watching Miyagi with doe eyes. Miyagi turned back toward him, inching closer. Shinobu flushed.
“We should do this in the bed room.”
Miyagi raised an eyebrow. “I just gave you a blow job on the couch and you're just now worried about going to the bedroom.”
Shinobu glared at him and Miyagi sighed. The bedroom wouldn't be so bad. He helped Shinobu up, who was still a little limp from the blow job. He laid Shinobu on the bed, quickly moving a top of the man, noticing Shinobu's already hardening cock.
Ah, youth...
He smiled and captured Shinobu's lips before reaching into the drawer, pulling out some lubrication and condom. He tossed Shinobu the lubrication, causing the man to blink. “Prepare yourself.”
Shinobu flushed. “Huh? What are you too lazy to do it, old man?”
Miyagi frowned. “Such a brat. I want to see you prepare yourself... what happened to the bravado you had just a few minutes ago, huh?”
Shinobu sucked in a breath, then narrowed his eyes. He twisted the lubrication cap off, eyes still glaring into Miyagi's own eyes. He poured some of the cool liquid onto his hand, rubbing his fingers together... feeling it heat up and tingle. He gently leaning back, feet planted firmly on the mattress reaching between his legs, bypassing his erection to his hole. He rubbed a lubricated finger on his opening, shuddering at the sensation. At the heated look Miyagi gave him, he closed his eyes and pushed the finger in. He cried out, bucking lightly at the finger inside of himself. Miyagi quickly took hold of his own cock, gently stroking as he watched Shinobu add another lubricated finger into himself.
Shinobu's other hand began to rub his own cock, going in time with his fingers. Miyagi felt his mouth go dry at the sight. Shinobu cried out for him and that made Miyagi shudder. He ripped the condom foil open, pulling the condom out and slipping it over his cock, taking hold of the discarded lubrication. He poured some on his fingers, taking Shinobu's hand away from his opening.
“I don't know if you're fingers would be good enough, Shinobu-chin.”
Shinobu moaned, feeling Miyagi's index finger enter him. “Then why make me?”
Miyagi grunted, moving that finger around before adding another. “I told you, I wanted to see you do it.”
“Be grateful, old man!”
Another finger. “I am.”
Shinobu cried out in pleasure as Miyagi's fingers quickly found his prostate, taking advantage of the discovery and began torturing the bundle of nerves. Shinobu felt passionate tears sting the side of his eyes as he bucked into those fingers. And just as he thought he saw the end of the tunnel, Miyagi pulled those fingers away. Shinobu moaned in loss, tossing a glare at Miyagi, who chuckled.
“The fun is just starting, Shinobu-chin!”
And Miyagi was right. He pressed the head of his arousal into Shinobu's entrance, pushing his way in. Shinobu groaned at the feeling of Miyagi entering him, filling him up. He winced for a moment, but when Miyagi waited for him to relax and get use to him being inside of him, he reveled in the intense pulsating feeling at where they were connected. His groin pulsated as well. He shifted his hips, allowing Miyagi to know he should be moving.
Miyagi grunted and began slowly pulling out, leaving the head in before slamming all the way in again. Shinobu felt his toes curl in reflex as Miyagi slammed into his prostate. Miyagi, obviously, had noticed Shinobu's cry at the sensation. He relished in pounding into that spot until he took hold of Shinobu, flipping them over.
Shinobu would have told Miyagi that the flipping of positions was getting old, but when that cock embedded itself deeper against that bundle of nerves, he forgot about arguing and cried out loudly, planting his hands on Miyagi's chest, pulling his bottom up with a shaky movement before slamming back down. Miyagi panted, taking hold of Shinobu's hips, helping the younger man to thrust up and down on his manhood.
Miyagi thrust up into Shinobu as the younger man's bottom fell down up on his hips, putting up a steady rhythm, but with Shinobu's enthusiasm and youth, he began to speed up and Miyagi had to steady Shinobu with his hands as Shinobu clenched around his cock.
Miyagi growled out as he came, watching Shinobu come as well. Shinobu's hips still moved slowly as he calmed down. Shinobu stared down at Miyagi, their eyes locked as they panted, perspiration accenting their faces. Shinobu groaned, pulling himself up. Miyagi sat up, Shinobu still in his lap as he pulled off the condom. He threw it away and fell onto the bed, still panting. He let out a small blast of air as Shinobu collapsed onto of him. He raised a brow and looked down at his lover, who held on to him, their naked legs entangled together.
“I like spending my day off like this.”
Shinobu made a small affirmative noise, then looked up at Miyagi curiously. “What were you going to do today?”
Miyagi tapped his chin. What was he going to do today? He hadn't the faintest ideas. He shrugged nonchalantly. “Whatever it was, it wasn't important.”
Shinobu nodded. Good answer.
–
Kamijou Hiroki snarled as he closed the textbook. This was the last time he went in on one of his days off to help Miyagi, on his day off, to grade papers! The man didn't even show up or bother to call!!
He glared at the huge stack on Miyagi's desk. He hoped the man had fun when he came back into the office, because he wasn't doing anymore than the pile that was on his own desk, which was nothing like the Professor's!
“Damn you, Professor Miyagi!!”
(THE END)
A/N: Aaaand we all know Nowaki probably showed up and they had dirty sex in Miyagi's office chair :P or so I like to think! Haha! I had fun writing this, I hope you all enjoy it :3
And before anyone asks, yes... there is a thing called Pumpkin Pancakes... and yes, you can use fresh sugar pumpkin to make them! Of course you have to cook it into pumpkin puree, buuuut that's why there were pumpkin 'lumps' in Shinobu's version. He didn't cook it well enough to make it puree. xDD
(when it comes to Tero and Shinobu's cooking... I generally look up whatever vegetable I'm talking about and seeing the recipes... cause srsly, I don't want to say something that isn't real)
Author:
deecherrywolfDay/Theme: Mar 26 / collapse into me tired with joy
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Terrorist
Miyagi's brow ticked as he sat at his kitchen table, looking down at the pumpkin... pancakes. He stared down at the monstrosity on his plate and then glanced up to see Shinobu watching him intently. He glumly took his fork and knife, breaking off a piece, seeing what looked like a piece of pumpkin still in there. He sighed and took a bite. He heard Shinobu exhale. He chewed on the pancake... and then swallowed. He hadn't pictured the morning of his day off start out with being Shinobu's guinea pig as he explored the wonderful world of pumpkins.
Shinobu licked his lips. “What do you think?”
Miyagi wasn't sure if he had the heart to tell Shinobu that the pancakes were either undercooked or the pumpkin hadn't been cooked right or if he should just tell the truth. After mulling it over, he finally picked up his coffee cup and gave Shinobu a forced smile.
“I don't think the pumpkin went well with pancakes! Where did you learn this?”
Shinobu frowned. “My sister... and I looked up how to cook pumpkins... that was in there.”
Darn. Miyagi coughed. “Oh? Well, maybe you had a bad recipe?”
Shinobu flushed, anger radiating in his eyes. “If you don't like it, just say so!”
“H-Hey! I didn't say that! Calm down, Shinobu-chin. It's just the pumpkin could have been cooked until soft... so it would have blended into the mix.”
Shinobu's shoulders slumped, reaching for the plate, but Miyagi swatted his hand away. “You made it, I'm going to eat it.”
Shinobu's mouth dropped open lightly, watching Miyagi eat the pancakes. He flushed, eyes lowering onto the table. After the pancakes Miyagi walked into the living room, falling on to the couch. Though he'd just gotten up, he felt so... tired? He reached for a pack of his cigarettes, it must be age... He winced at the thought of that.... here he was, only 36, and he was already thinking he was getting so old. He sighed, pulling out a cigarette. He blinked, noticing Shinobu in the door way.
“Everything all right, Shinobu-chin?”
The young man walked over to him. “Is today your day off?”
Miyagi blinked in surprise. Didn't Shinobu already know that? He smiled lightly, while placing the cigarette in his mouth. “Yes it is... ah, Shinobu-chin, could you find my lighter?”
Unfortunately for him, Shinobu wasn't in the mood to find his lighter. Instead the 19-year-old man swung a leg over Miyagi's lap. Miyagi blinked in surprise. What was going on with Shinobu? Shinobu didn't say anything, he merely plucked the cigarette out of his mouth, laying it on the coffee stand beside them and kissing Miyagi with confidence.
Miyagi shifted, feeling his arousal growing as Shinobu squirmed on his lap in erotic motions. He moaned into the younger man's mouth and once he finally parted, Miyagi took the time to ask his lover what was going on inside his head.
“Shinobu-chin? You okay?”
Shinobu frowned. “Is it weird that I want to kiss you?”
“No, no of course not. I just wasn't ready for it.”
Shinobu snorted. “You have no spontaneity, old man.”
Miyagi's eyes narrowed. “Of course I do, and I'm not an old man yet.”
Shinobu shifted his hips again, causing Miyagi to shudder. “Oh? Then why are you so against this?”
Miyagi chortled lightly, brow ticking. “I never said I was against it... just surprised.”
Shinobu made a small 'hn' noise before capturing Miyagi's lips again. Apparently, Shinobu thought that they didn't need to talk anymore. Shinobu moaned into his mouth as Miyagi's tongue sought out his own in return. Shinobu's arms winded around Miyagi's shoulders, resting gently. Miyagi shifted, placing his hands on Shinobu's hims, taking hold of him lightly and helping the younger man thrust in his hips.
“Ah! Miyagi!”
With his lips now freed from Shinobu's lips, he attacked Shinobu's neck, kissing it gently at first, then running his tongue along the pulse point. Shinobu cried out as Miyagi took some skin inside of his mouth and sucked on it. He released it, looking at the small reddening mark that began to appear. Perhaps that wasn't a good idea, but when Shinobu began bucking in his hips again... he couldn't help but toss the idea of right or wrong out of his head.
He gently lowered Shinobu to the couch, keeping their now locked lips together. His tongue went back to exploring Shinobu's mouth while Shinobu's leg got a little curious. It lifted and wrapped around Miyagi's behind, bringing the older man's crotch closer to his own. Miyagi groaned into the younger's mouth, thrusting into the other's hips.
Shinobu shivered, the feeling of their arousals rubbing together was deliciously erotic... in a forbidden kind of way. But the dry humping could only do so much. Miyagi quickly began unbuckling his pants, pulling them down. Why had he bothered to get dressed like this on his day off? Shinobu was slipping his own clothes off as Miyagi's mouth collided with his own. Miyagi's hands roamed Shinobu's body, rubbing gently at the man's skin, rolling south.
Miyagi pulled away from the other's mouth as his hand met with Shinobu's arousal. He watched the younger man's mouth fall open and cry out. His hand rubbed gently at the head of his arousal, then slowly slid down to the foreskin and down the shaft. He squeezed him, hearing Shinobu hiss in pleasure. He kissed Shinobu's forehead, then his nose... a chaste kiss on the lips and onward to his chin.
Shinobu licked his lips as he watched Miyagi leisurely move down his chest, giving each nipple a little bit of attention before licking his way down to his stomach. When Miyagi made it Shinobu's manhood, he looked up at Shinobu for a second. That face... Miyagi smiled. That cute face was all he needed. He took Shinobu's cock into his mouth, pleased with hearing Shinobu cry out, feeling those fingers burrow into his hair.
Shinobu's legs spread apart, the knees now bent and his feet and calves were resting on Miyagi's shoulders as the man licked his manhood. Miyagi paid close attention to the head for a moment before slowly taking the rest of the shaft in. Shinobu's hand clutched harder as he repeated the actions. He smiled against the man's arousal, gently beginning to palm his testicles.
“M-Miyagi!!”
Shinobu obviously hadn't been expecting the action as he shot his seed within Miyagi's mouth. Miyagi pulled away, putting a hand to his mouth, swallowing the cum in his mouth while wiping the extra off. He took a tissue and wiped off the cum and threw it in the trash, lifting off of Shinobu as he did. The younger man sat up, watching Miyagi with doe eyes. Miyagi turned back toward him, inching closer. Shinobu flushed.
“We should do this in the bed room.”
Miyagi raised an eyebrow. “I just gave you a blow job on the couch and you're just now worried about going to the bedroom.”
Shinobu glared at him and Miyagi sighed. The bedroom wouldn't be so bad. He helped Shinobu up, who was still a little limp from the blow job. He laid Shinobu on the bed, quickly moving a top of the man, noticing Shinobu's already hardening cock.
Ah, youth...
He smiled and captured Shinobu's lips before reaching into the drawer, pulling out some lubrication and condom. He tossed Shinobu the lubrication, causing the man to blink. “Prepare yourself.”
Shinobu flushed. “Huh? What are you too lazy to do it, old man?”
Miyagi frowned. “Such a brat. I want to see you prepare yourself... what happened to the bravado you had just a few minutes ago, huh?”
Shinobu sucked in a breath, then narrowed his eyes. He twisted the lubrication cap off, eyes still glaring into Miyagi's own eyes. He poured some of the cool liquid onto his hand, rubbing his fingers together... feeling it heat up and tingle. He gently leaning back, feet planted firmly on the mattress reaching between his legs, bypassing his erection to his hole. He rubbed a lubricated finger on his opening, shuddering at the sensation. At the heated look Miyagi gave him, he closed his eyes and pushed the finger in. He cried out, bucking lightly at the finger inside of himself. Miyagi quickly took hold of his own cock, gently stroking as he watched Shinobu add another lubricated finger into himself.
Shinobu's other hand began to rub his own cock, going in time with his fingers. Miyagi felt his mouth go dry at the sight. Shinobu cried out for him and that made Miyagi shudder. He ripped the condom foil open, pulling the condom out and slipping it over his cock, taking hold of the discarded lubrication. He poured some on his fingers, taking Shinobu's hand away from his opening.
“I don't know if you're fingers would be good enough, Shinobu-chin.”
Shinobu moaned, feeling Miyagi's index finger enter him. “Then why make me?”
Miyagi grunted, moving that finger around before adding another. “I told you, I wanted to see you do it.”
“Be grateful, old man!”
Another finger. “I am.”
Shinobu cried out in pleasure as Miyagi's fingers quickly found his prostate, taking advantage of the discovery and began torturing the bundle of nerves. Shinobu felt passionate tears sting the side of his eyes as he bucked into those fingers. And just as he thought he saw the end of the tunnel, Miyagi pulled those fingers away. Shinobu moaned in loss, tossing a glare at Miyagi, who chuckled.
“The fun is just starting, Shinobu-chin!”
And Miyagi was right. He pressed the head of his arousal into Shinobu's entrance, pushing his way in. Shinobu groaned at the feeling of Miyagi entering him, filling him up. He winced for a moment, but when Miyagi waited for him to relax and get use to him being inside of him, he reveled in the intense pulsating feeling at where they were connected. His groin pulsated as well. He shifted his hips, allowing Miyagi to know he should be moving.
Miyagi grunted and began slowly pulling out, leaving the head in before slamming all the way in again. Shinobu felt his toes curl in reflex as Miyagi slammed into his prostate. Miyagi, obviously, had noticed Shinobu's cry at the sensation. He relished in pounding into that spot until he took hold of Shinobu, flipping them over.
Shinobu would have told Miyagi that the flipping of positions was getting old, but when that cock embedded itself deeper against that bundle of nerves, he forgot about arguing and cried out loudly, planting his hands on Miyagi's chest, pulling his bottom up with a shaky movement before slamming back down. Miyagi panted, taking hold of Shinobu's hips, helping the younger man to thrust up and down on his manhood.
Miyagi thrust up into Shinobu as the younger man's bottom fell down up on his hips, putting up a steady rhythm, but with Shinobu's enthusiasm and youth, he began to speed up and Miyagi had to steady Shinobu with his hands as Shinobu clenched around his cock.
Miyagi growled out as he came, watching Shinobu come as well. Shinobu's hips still moved slowly as he calmed down. Shinobu stared down at Miyagi, their eyes locked as they panted, perspiration accenting their faces. Shinobu groaned, pulling himself up. Miyagi sat up, Shinobu still in his lap as he pulled off the condom. He threw it away and fell onto the bed, still panting. He let out a small blast of air as Shinobu collapsed onto of him. He raised a brow and looked down at his lover, who held on to him, their naked legs entangled together.
“I like spending my day off like this.”
Shinobu made a small affirmative noise, then looked up at Miyagi curiously. “What were you going to do today?”
Miyagi tapped his chin. What was he going to do today? He hadn't the faintest ideas. He shrugged nonchalantly. “Whatever it was, it wasn't important.”
Shinobu nodded. Good answer.
–
Kamijou Hiroki snarled as he closed the textbook. This was the last time he went in on one of his days off to help Miyagi, on his day off, to grade papers! The man didn't even show up or bother to call!!
He glared at the huge stack on Miyagi's desk. He hoped the man had fun when he came back into the office, because he wasn't doing anymore than the pile that was on his own desk, which was nothing like the Professor's!
“Damn you, Professor Miyagi!!”
(THE END)
A/N: Aaaand we all know Nowaki probably showed up and they had dirty sex in Miyagi's office chair :P or so I like to think! Haha! I had fun writing this, I hope you all enjoy it :3
And before anyone asks, yes... there is a thing called Pumpkin Pancakes... and yes, you can use fresh sugar pumpkin to make them! Of course you have to cook it into pumpkin puree, buuuut that's why there were pumpkin 'lumps' in Shinobu's version. He didn't cook it well enough to make it puree. xDD
(when it comes to Tero and Shinobu's cooking... I generally look up whatever vegetable I'm talking about and seeing the recipes... cause srsly, I don't want to say something that isn't real)