Fanfiction: The Denial
Chapter: 21
Rated: M
This chapter: M (sexual themes…sexual memories…but this time, no actual sex…what a shame.)
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-Nov. 2-
In one moment, Jakotsu was a body entangled in a soft teal comforter.
In the next, Bankotsu was screaming his name as he came violently, his entire body convulsing with pleasure.
He was living in two separate worlds as Bankotsu's lips fluttered softly over his bare shoulder.
"Mm." He sat up, the beige walls of the bedroom blurring and fading as he adjusted his eyes. He wondered what time it was, depending on the day of the week, the week itself, even the month, the time of the courses at the University of New Bella were hectically different.
It struck him that he hardly knew any information at all concerning Bankotsu's classes: all he was truly sure of was that he was majoring in playwriting and 2D art…
"The first Tuesday in November," Bankotsu stated in an answer to his musings. "'Campus improvement'. I don't even have to be there, thank god I'm not in the Murals club or I'd be painting all day…"
Jakotsu whined and turned over, not realizing that this would put them face to face. "Is something wrong?"
"Nothing." He smiled vaguely, unsure of how to take the whole situation. He was relieved that Bankotsu wasn't looking at him in disgust after how he'd given in, on the other hand he almost felt disappointed that his warnings were turning out not to be vindicated.
In any case he was here, in the bedroom, trapped by the covers and their heat.
"Do you want some breakfast?" Jakotsu's mind went over every aspect of the offer, not realizing he had suddenly gained a penchant for overthinking things. …I've never even been a breakfast person, but maybe he forgot that…he sometimes offers me breakfast but it's usually the other way around and this probably means that he's just doing this because I 'helped him out' last night…God, I'm really a terrible person.
"I'm fine. I just need some Diet Coke or something to get me started."
"Oh, okay. I'm just going to walk down to Starbucks then." It was at once annoying and intriguing how Bankotsu seemed to be able to anticipate his needs. Their favorite coffee shop was almost on the other side of town because theirs was a community of apartments and gas stations; it would be at least an hour and a half before he came back, even if he didn't sit inside.
Bankotsu lifted the covers and stood up, stretching, his skin dappled with morning light from the high bedroom windows. He was still completely naked, the hollow of his strong back marked with divots indicating his backbones. "I really just need to walk, I think. Ever since I graduated I haven't been on a team and I just feel so inactive."
Not after last night, I bet you don't…he wanted to say it, needed to say it, but instead Jakotsu lay there in silence, close to literally biting his tongue.
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