Title: Coffee
Author: XXXseksu-petto-chanXXX
Warnings: gay-ness, sex, caffeine hit, making coffee the bad guy…well good guy this time
Disclaimer: Uh, not mine. The pairing is, and storyline of this fanfic, but nothing else.
A/N: no OOCness, shock well what can I say? I just didn't see Michael as a straight guy and Haruto Sakaki just sorta fit in his life. And besides I wouldn't put my favourite computer tech with Amon.
Michaels expert hands stopped, poised over the keys to the worn keyboard of his computer. Midnight had passed ages ago and the coffee machine was now out of coffee.
"Always when you need it." He sighed and continued his typing at a slower rate. (still fast to you or I, but for him, slow.) He had his headphones in and jacked up to such a high rate he didn't hear someone enter the office. Said person crept up behind him took the headphones out.
"Hey!" Michael protested. But stopped when coffee was shoved into his hands. "Shouldn't you be at home?" he asked the blessed person as he drank blessed coffee.
"I was, but…" They trailed.
"But?" Michael egged.
"I couldn't get something out of my head." Michael nodded and put down the now empty cup of blessed coffee.
"can I help?" he offered. Even though it was pretty oblivious to the outside world, he still knew a thing or two that may help. They hadn't moved and nothing had been said.
Actions speak louder than words
Michael was about to go back to work when he was thrust into a situation he never though he'd find himself in. A situation that Michael both wanted to end and go on forever.
Haruto Sakaki, friend, workmate and colleague was kissing him.
Michael didn't move, he didn't accept nor reject the gesture. Haruto pulled away, disappointment evident on his face.
"I'm sorry." He stated clearly and honestly.
"What are you apologizing for?" Michael pounced from his seat to on top of Haruto, or more to the point jumped onto an unsuspecting Witch hunter to the point they fell over and Michael landed atop and pinning his would-be partner to the floor.
Lips on lips, hands grasping everywhere, this eagerly anticipated moment, hard length pressed against the other through a layer of clothing. Michael blushed hard as Haruto flipped them so he could take the dominant position.
The red-head pulled the auburn's shirt off as his own was turned to shreds. It wasn't long till the only movement were two bodies pressed together in a fever that would have a lot of pornography directors on their knees. They never parted or slowed. Even after the other had spent, the latter would continue ministrations and they'd start all over again.
Dawn broke on their overly-exhausted bodies and only after one hours sleep Haruto turned to Michael with hungry eyes.
"One more time?" Michael's eyes lusted over and they began again. This time just as they were releasing the elevator 'pinged' open revealing the rest of the STN-J crew.
Michael quickly reached for his pants. Meanwhile Haruto casually got dressed, as he left via the now empty elevator he turned back for a moment.
"maybe I should bring you coffee some other time." A short laugh, wink and a smile later he was gone. Leaving his new lover blushing a shade that could have rivalled a cherry and a group of Witch Hunters who were regretting coming to work early.
A/N: da,da,da,daaaa does Beethoven song well I like it… so how do we get on deck? Alrighty then, like I mentioned earlier, I just didn't want poor Michael Super-tech to be with Amon. Even I'M not that heartless…am I?
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