Title: You know you want it
Genre: Humor/Parody
Characters: Muraki, Hisoka
Comments: There is no excuse for this. This one's for Drakstern, Cyrus, DanceswithElvis, and anyone else we've subjected to this topic. For Kittyling's 100 word wish challenge. This is the PG-13 cut. Unedited version can be found on my livejournal. User info, memories, drabbles.
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Hisoka wanted it. Oh, he wanted it badly.
But Muraki was implacable, easily overcoming Hisoka's defenses and causing him more pain while chatting amicably about all sorts of things; Hisoka's curse, this continuation of the sakura-laden night, blah blah sensual, blah blah weather…
Muraki's lips became busy for just a few moments as he ravished Hisoka's mouth, but he then disengaged and continued his long-winded monologue, switching to a loving and detailed discussion of the pleasures of Tsuzuki's body and wonderfully gorgeous eyes.
Hisoka just desired...desperately...he longed for, with every ounce of strength left in his battered, curse-wrought body...
Earplugs.
Genre: Humor/Parody
Characters: Muraki, Hisoka
Comments: There is no excuse for this. This one's for Drakstern, Cyrus, DanceswithElvis, and anyone else we've subjected to this topic. For Kittyling's 100 word wish challenge. This is the PG-13 cut. Unedited version can be found on my livejournal. User info, memories, drabbles.
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Hisoka wanted it. Oh, he wanted it badly.
But Muraki was implacable, easily overcoming Hisoka's defenses and causing him more pain while chatting amicably about all sorts of things; Hisoka's curse, this continuation of the sakura-laden night, blah blah sensual, blah blah weather…
Muraki's lips became busy for just a few moments as he ravished Hisoka's mouth, but he then disengaged and continued his long-winded monologue, switching to a loving and detailed discussion of the pleasures of Tsuzuki's body and wonderfully gorgeous eyes.
Hisoka just desired...desperately...he longed for, with every ounce of strength left in his battered, curse-wrought body...
Earplugs.
