Junjou Romantica 3
y10: I'M BACK! I know I said that I would write another chapter after I updated but I just couldn't keep away from this one. Again, I'm in school…during my study hall, and writing this perverted fanfic for my fans out there!
Nowaki: -smiles- It's nice to meet you all.
Hiroki: -glares- What're you so happy about?
Nowaki: Hiro-san?
Hiro: …Never mind. Nice to meet you too, I guess.
y10: -smiles- You are so indiscrete, Hiroki. If it someone who wasn't as dense as Nowaki, they would've caught on. However, I'm pretty sure he'll catch it soon enough.
Hiro: -blushes- Sh-Shut the hell up! I'm not trying to get attention.
Nowaki: -stares at Hiro-
Hiro: …What?
Nowaki: -hugs him suddenly- Hiro-san!
Hiro: -blushes- WAH! WHAT THE HELL! LET GO, DAMMIT!
y10: Aw…the love. Well, you guessed it! This is JUNJOU EGOIST! ROLL IT!
Nowaki and Hiroki: Disclaimer: She doesn't own Junjou Romantica. Or Egoist. Or Terrorist.
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I sighed. Lately, I've been sighing a lot. Maybe it's stress from the job or maybe it's the weather. I turn the street corner and approach my house. However, I do know that… I turn the key in the front door and enter.
"Tadaima…" I said sullenly. No answer. …it's probably because my lover isn't home as often anymore. I walk dejectedly to the refrigerator, searching for something to eat but finding nothing I want. It's been a whole week since we've seen each other. And when we do see each other, we're too tired or too busy to acknowledge one another. I pick up the box of cigarettes and light one. I'm frustrated. I look down at 'Hiro-chan' and sigh again. In every sense of the word. I put out my cigarette and lay down on the couch, falling into a restless sleep.
Riiiing….Riiiing….Beep! This is Hiroki…And Nowaki!...We're not home right now so please leave a message…Is this alright? Man this is so embarrassing…Don't be like that, Hiro-san!...Whatever…
"Hiro-san?" I jolt awake. It's been a whole week since I have heard his voice and I'll be damned if hearing it made me just a little hard. "I'm sorry. I have to do another shift at the hospital so I won't be home until tomorrow. Please make sure you remember to eat. I left the take-out menu beside the microwave. Ja. End of message." Limp. I sighed once again. I walk towards the microwave and picked up the menu.
"I guess it's take-out alone again."
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"~Kamijou, my sweet honey~" Miyagi sang as he entered the English department teacher's lounge.
"Shut up. It's too early in the morning," I growled. And it WAS too early in the fucking morning! This M.F. called me at five o' clock to help him with his literature assignment that HE was supposed to do!
"Oh, don't be that way, Kamijou! You should learn to take life with a grain of salt, as I always say!" He smiled, brightly. I almost punched him right then and there. Maybe I'm getting punished for throwing a textbook at a student the other day… I sighed. Miyagi walked up to me and closed the laptop, barely missing my fingers.
"WHAT THE HELL? I'M DOING THIS FOR YOU, YOU KNOW! DO YOU NOT WANT THIS DONE?"
"There's something bothering you. You've been sighing non-stop for three days now," Miyagi commented. I blushed.
"You shouldn't say that too loud. Your lover might get the wrong idea," I said bitterly. Miyagi paled.
"Y-You got a point there…" Miyagi retreated back to the sofa and looked both ways before returning to his novel, smoking a cigarette. I sighed. I'm getting too old for this.
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I sighed once again as I turned the key into my chiseled lock and entered my home.
"Tadaima…" I said again. No answer. Just proves to show that I'm pathetic. I knew he wasn't going to be home today. I knew it, but some part of me, some insane part that drives me up a wall, was hoping for something different. If it's true that if you sigh one hundred times in one day, something bad will happen to you. This just might be it. I walk into the darkened house, removing my shoes and looked around the spacious living room. The plant that we bought a couple weeks ago can't even be called a plant anymore. After being left for three weeks without water or sunlight, it's finally given up, raising the white flag. I wonder if that's what happened to our relationship. No matter how strong our love is, it'll weaken if not nurtured for. I took one step forward and felt something soft underneath my foot that…moaned? I quickly stepped off as my heart started beating a mile a minute. ! THERE'S A BURGLAR IN THE HOUSE! I looked around for the light switch which, for the life of me, was evading me at this particular moment in my life.
"Hiro…san…" I stopped, along with my heart. I looked down and what I didn't notice before, I noticed now. I could faintly make out the wide span of his back and the blue hue of his tousled hair. The way his pants cupped his ass just enough that made me want to burst. Nowaki. Before I even knew what I was doing, I was pushing his mane of hair back to look at his face. His closed eyes and half-open mouth beckoned to me as I reached down and pecked him on the forehead. It was a slight brush, barely any contact with skin but I felt a wave of love and contentment enter my body, causing my heart to squeeze slightly. Nowaki stirred underneath my touch and opened his eyes, blinking back sleep. I stared at him, not daring to move. Hopefully, he was still asleep and would think that I was just a ghost. However, ghosts don't blush deep red. All over the face.
Our eyes met and that was it. Nowaki's eyes make him seem true to his name. They pull me in gently and then refuse to let go, just like a typhoon, beckoning out everything I try to hide from him. It wasn't fair. He is the only person who can do this to me. The only person who can destroy my tough demeanor to expose my true self. I love him. "Hiro-san, okaeri," He mumbled, his voice still full of sleep. I looked down, blushing all the way to my ears. Is it possible to die from happiness? There are many ways to die, most of them ridiculous, however, I wouldn't be surprised if I were to die right here and now. From that one word, my world was alright. The house no longer felt empty but rather too much. Nowaki's presence dominates everything, sometimes to the point where I suffocate. In the protection of the dark and from Nowaki's eyes, a smile crept to my lips. "Hiro-san." I jolted as my name rolled off his tongue and sent vibrations through my ear and cheek.
"Wh-What?" I asked, trying to sound indifferent but failing miserably. Nowaki smiled brightly, a complete contrast to the dark interior of the house. He suddenly hugged me tightly, pulling my head down on his shoulder and wrapping his arms around my back.
"I missed you," He whispered in my ear. I shivered as his words trickled through my ear and danced across my skin, making me shake slightly. It annoys me that the things that I have trouble expressing, he says so simply. I wrap my arms around his back and grab fistfuls of his sweater, afraid that if I didn't, he would get up. I didn't want to leave from his strong embrace. It felt too good. Way too good. "Tsk!" Eh? Before I could think, I was pushed against the wooden floor and my shirt ripped off, buttons flying to God-knows-where.
"Nowaki!"
"I'm sorry, Hiro-san…but I'm at my limit." I tried to push him off me because, even though I also wanted to have sex, that was a $200 dollar shirt he just ripped. He grabbed my hand and placed it over his bulge, caressing it. I blushed wide eyed. Damn…just from touching it, I get aroused. He pinned my wrists above my head with just one hand, and was unbuttoning my pants with the other.
"Wa-Wait, Nowaki! At least go to the bed. Here is bad…" I reasoned. If he thrusts in me here, cleaning up would be a pain. Let's face it. Cum on wood don't go together. (PUN!^^)
"You won't say that in a second," He commented. My vein popped. Bloody cheek for someone younger than me.
"Nowaki, I said-AH!" He wasn't lying about that second. He gripped me, almost too tightly, and rubbed my tip. My head thrust back from his touch. I tried to stifle my moans and gasps but let's face it, it's been a week. Seven days, count 'em. "Ah…uhn…mmm…AH! Haah…st-ah…Nowaki…" He continued to pump my shaft while his tongue licked my nipple. "AH!" Don't do it at the same time! I shivered violently as I came to my first orgasm. Nowaki let go and licked his fingers.
"I've almost forgotten how you taste, Hiro-san." I blushed.
"HOW THE HELL CAN YOU SAY THAT SO CALMLY!" I shouted, my teeth gnashing. His face neared mine.
"Because it's you." He licked my bottom lip before taking my entire mouth. Oh…my…God… His tongue slid through and mingled with mine, dominating and exploring my already explored mouth. Even though it was wet, with saliva pouring out the side of my mouth, it was sensual. My heart skipped a beat every time his tongue lapped over mine. If it wasn't me, someone would've had a heart attack by now. But that wasn't enough. He pulled my hair roughly, causing me to look upward and began attacking my neck.
"Ah! Nowaki…not too…r-rough! Ah!" He licked over the flesh that he just bit and chuckled.
"It's a nice shade of red, Hiro-san. It looks good against your skin," He commented. I was taken aback.
"Stop saying embarrassing things!" I ordered. Nowaki positioned my head to face him again and he kissed me roughly once more. When we broke for air, I was panting.
"I want more, Hiro-san. I want more of you now." I could only stare. I had only been thinking about how bad it was for me. I didn't even spare time to think about how Nowaki felt during this painfully long week. He was suffering just as much as I was, if not more. I looked away. I couldn't stand it looking at the pained expression on his face. He pushed me against the wall, constricting my hands at my sides. "I plan to pleasure you all night. I'll make it so that you can't even speak, Hiro-san," He said. He seemed so different from the Nowaki a couple of weeks ago. I guess this is what happens when frustration gets the best of us.
"Nowa-AH! Th-That's-" He's fucking licking my nipple! His tongue traced shapes on my skin which sent current after current of pleasure towards my already hardened cock. "Ahn…ah…wha…wait…" His teeth nibbled on my hardened bud and continued to tease it painfully. My eyes filled with tears as the pleasure became too much. "Nowaki!" I screamed as I came once again. Just from having my nipples stimulated. AGAIN! IT WAS A WEEK! SEVEN DAYS! 168 HOURS! He chuckled while still licking it, causing his tremors to enter my body.
"This is so unlike you, Hiro-san," He said. I said nothing. Even though I want him, my pride won't allow me to say it. Hell no. No way. I won't say it. Nope. Not saying it.
"It's…been a whole week…" I FUCKING SAID IT! AGH! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME? Nowaki was taken aback by what I said. Hell, I was taken aback by what I said.
"Hiro-san…" He let go of my wrists and pulled my pants along with my underpants, leaving my bottom half completely nude. Frantically, I tried to cover myself.
"You pervert! What the hell?" I screamed. He grabbed my wrists and intertwined my fingers around his neck. His eyes were half lidded and glossed over by lust.
"Hiro-san…" He touched my quivering entrance, watching it twitch under his touch. "You're so wet, Hiro-san." I closed my eyes as his fingers were too much.
"S-Stop saying embarrassing things…baka…" He smiled.
"I wonder if I still remember where your good spot is," He commented. I inhaled suddenly as he inserted three digits.
"Ow! That hurts! Nowaki! Ahn!" I screamed. His fingers, forcing his way further inside brushed upon something that made me scream out in ecstasy. "AHHH!"
"Found it," He said. My whole face felt hot as a sheen of sweat covered my entire body. "Hiro-sa-" A tear fell from my eye. Nowaki retreated in shock and hugged me tightly. "I'm sorry, Hiro-san! Did it hurt? I'm so sorry!" Tears continued to fall as I clutched his shoulders.
"I'm so happy…" I whispered. Nowaki pulled me away to stare at my face, disbelief sown everywhere. "Nowaki…I've missed you so much. I'm crying because it felt so good." I caressed his cheek before kissing him. "Tears of joy, baka," I said, blushing wildly. Before I could blink, I was suddenly lifted into the air and then carried further into the house. I grabbed onto his shoulders from fear of falling but his arms felt secure on my back and legs.
"You really want to destroy me, Hiro-san."
"Hah?"
"Saying something so cute…and so suddenly…I almost broke down." I stared at him and could faintly see a small blush at the corner of his cheek. I chuckled. He opened the door and dropped me suddenly on a bed. Our bed. Meaning, we're in our bedroom. My sweat dropped. Nowaki loomed over me, grabbing my thighs and spreading them.
"Nowaki." I felt him press against me but it was too short for he thrusted inside, all the way to the hilt. "AHH! AH! NOWAKI! UHN! UH! HIIH! AHHH!" I screamed, feeling completely full. Tears fell from the pain and pleasure that he brought me in that one instant. If he were to move now, I would die. "N-Nowaki…uhn…d-don't m-m-move…uhn!"
"Sorry, Hiro-san." He pulled out completely before thrusting back inside fully. My back arched and I screamed without making a sound. He began making a rhythm, my body moving along with his. My hands gripped the sheets for dear life, hoping the pain would subside. "Hiro-san," He moaned my name. I cringed in pain but then gasped in pleasure when he hit my sweet spot.
"AHH!" I moaned, my eyes opening wide. Again and again, he was thrusting inside me and making me convulse in pleasure. My breaths became short as my vision blurred at the sides. I let go of the sheets and gripped his back, my nails digging in his skin causing reddened scrapes. He inhaled sharply as he continued to thrust inside me. "Nowaki…I can't…" I gasped as I came on his stomach. He stopped moving as my orgasm made me shiver violently. I panted as it began to end, slowly my body began to settle down.
"Hiro-san, I still haven't come yet," He said. Eh? He grabbed my ankle and lifted it over his head, turning my body so my stomach was on top of the sheets. He pulled out a little and thrust back inside.
"Ah! Haah, Nowaki!" I screamed as he continued for another round. At this angle, he was able to hit my spot every single time he entered. Every. Single. Time. My back arched from his touch as his fingers flicked my nipple and his tongue licked up sweat from my back. He was rough but at the same time he was oh so gentle. He entered me violently but his hands caressed my skin, making me break out in bumps. I thought I would die from this pleasure. More tears escaped from my eyes unwillingly as I gripped the sheets when I felt at my limit. "Nowaki…" I moaned.
"Can I cum inside, Hiro-san?" He asked, continuing his thrusts. I blushed from his questions. He's still careful not to do anything I don't want. But it's embarrassing…
"Y-Yeah! Ah!" I bit my lip to stifle my moans but his hand reached for my mouth, slithering one finger to mingle with my tongue.
"I want to hear you," He said. I screamed in ecstasy as we came together. We fell upon one another, panting and hot. He loosened a little before pulling out, some of his protein rolling down my thighs. "Hiro-san." He hugged me from behind tightly. My eyes closed as a feeling of contentment fell over me. "I love you," He whispered before I heard him fall asleep. I placed my hands over his and leaned my head on his shoulder.
"I love you."
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"Oh, Hiro-san, good morning!" He exclaimed brightly. I blushed and looked away.
"Morning," I mumbled. He smiled as I sat down in front of him at the kitchen table.
"I'll go bring you some coffee," He said. My eyes followed him unconsciously. This feels kinda awkward. "Here you are." I gripped the cup and smelled it.
"Thank you," I answered. I sipped it and sighed as heavenly coffee entered my mouth and soothed my tired self.
"How did you sleep?" He asked. I blinked before answering.
"F-Fine," I stuttered. He chuckled. "What's so funny?" I yelled. He shook his head before resting it on his hands and smiled.
"Nothing. You're just so cute, Hiro-san," He said. I blushed. After a moment of silence, he spoke again. "Are you busy this weekend?" He asked. I blinked. "Well, it's just that we haven't seen each other in a while so I thought that maybe we could go on a date. I got some free time from the hospital because I've been working overtime to earn a break. I have a couple of days off so I was just wondering," He rambled. I stared at my coffee, desperately fighting the urge to get up and hug him right then and there.
"I can take some time off," I said. He smiled brightly and laughed. "But you're paying for my shirt," I said, walking towards the refrigerator to look for something to make for breakfast.
"I'm sorry, Hiro-san!" He apologized. I smiled with my back to him.
I've been smiling recently. Some people say that smiling is your heart's way of expressing happiness. I say it's bullshit. I smile because of you.
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y10: FINALLY! I'M DONE!
Nowaki: -frowns-
Hiroki: What's with you?
Nowaki: I didn't have many lines here…
Hiroki: Well, it was in my P.O.V.
y10" –smiles- What would you have said if you had more lines.
Nowaki: -fired up- I definitely would've commented on how XXX Hiro-san's XXXX was and XXXXX was #$^%*!
Hiro: -blushes-
y10: -blushes- Review please…
