Princess Princess fanfiction at 4 AM? Why not...
My first time writing Princess Princess fanfiction, new fandom, w00t. I randomly got inspired to write this out of absolutely nowhere, so... Indulge yourselves! (throws confetti)
I shouldn't write summaries when I'm this out of it...
Disclaimer: Although I love Tooru and Yuujirou, I do not own them, I'm merely borrowing them for my own "reasons" and they will be returned cleaned and pressed upon the completion of this fic
It had only been a kiss, it was only a kiss... That had been what Tooru had told himself over and over, but it did nothing to ward off the memory. How soft Yuujirou's lips had been against his own, how they'd playfully moved against his, which had they not been in that situation would have felt wonderful.
Tooru imagined what his first kiss would have been like had Mikoto and Sayaka not been staring, had it not been anything more than to get her to go away...
Yuujirou would have kissed him harder and he would run his fingers through his hair, opening his mouth to the other boy's tongue. A delicious battle for dominance would begin, both pulling each other closer, rubbing their hips together. Tooru imagined himself being pressed up against a wall, Yuujirou pulling away to look at him for a few seconds, his eyes half-lidded and intent, their breathing harsh and shallow and blushes colouring their cheeks as Tooru pulled him into another kiss, their actions becoming more desperate, needing.
And it was as Tooru imagined Yuujirou's thigh parting his legs, rubbing between them, that he came with a small gasp, all over his hand, onto the tile floor of the bathroom, dark and quiet because it was past midnight.
I think I ended this too abruptly, but if I hadn't it would have gone on longer, and I wanted it to be a ficlet. (shrug)
Hope you liked!
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