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Summary: Naughty games are what Haru wants to play with Kyou.
Warning: Innuendo and screaming
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing but the bad stuff. (writing)
First off, complete rawness…sorry for any grammar errors. Looking back at the chapters for a bit, I slapped myself at the grammar. *bad Muchacha* But these small chappies are for entertainment and quick humor to brighten peoples' days! Lord knows Muchacha needs some.
Oh. My complete slowness is due to…ugh...phases! Yea!…Muchacha has a bit of a drawing phase right now, and when I'm too lazy to write this, I'd draw comics. ^_^;;; So, if the chapters seem so short or lazily written (you may see) it's because I prefer to cut to the chase. I'd rather draw it, but oh well. NO scanner.
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"Lets do something fun, Kyou," purred Black Haru.
"That's good," replied Kyou dryly, "because all we ever do is argue or make out."
"I'm going to ignore that," pouted the horny teenager.
"I'm not going to ignore your hand down my pants!" Kyou snarled.
"You're right," Black Haru removed his hand without shame. "I'll need my hand for the other…game."
"Game?" Kyou regarded Black Haru with curiosity. "What kind of game?" And curiosity killed the cat.
"This one!" Black Haru held it proudly.
"…You can't be serious."
"Play with me, kitten," Black Haru whined. Of course, this wasn't a baby's whine, but a pout made with bedroom eyes and a deep, lustful voice. Kyou twitched. Damn that cow.
"No way!" he shouted. "It's too humiliating. If someone walked in…"
"It's not so bad," Black Haru waved his gloved hand dismissingly. "Every other guy I know has tried it."
"Play with them, then!" Kyou seethed. He cursed when he thought how obviously jealous he had sounded.
"But I want this opportunity to play with my pussy," Black Haru winked.
"Sick fuck," Kyou muttered inaudibly.
"What was that?" Black Haru asked.
"I said 'shut up'." Kyou blushed. He realized if he mentioned 'fuck' to Black Haru, the baka ushi would get the wrong ideas. He shook his head, trying to get the disturbing, but also pleasing, images out of his mind. 'His perverseness is rubbing on me.'
Black Haru looked at Kyou with worry. "Is something wrong with your head, kitten?" He held Kyou's chin with a gentle hand and had the other caressing the red locks.
"I-I'm fine!" Kyou stammered. Black Haru being anything but gentle was normal, but this was weird.
"Will you play with me then?" smirked Black Haru.
"I will, but I'm going to regret it." Kyou moaned with dread.
"Not if I can make you beg for more," said Black Haru with a clever tone of voice. He let go of Kyou and flexed his fingers professionally. "This'll take some time to get started," he winked. Kyou glared at him with a "Will you hurry up for god's sake" look.
Black Haru finished setting it up. "All done!"
Kyou's involuntarily screamed when it started. "H-Haru, is this some kind of cheap porn we're watching?!"
"Of course not!" he exclaimed. "It's only half of it."
Kyou collapsed. "You freaky pervert!"
"You can't blame my hormones," grinned Black Haru.
"I don't want to play these slutty girls," growled Kyou. But Black Haru ignored him and gazed intensely at the screen.
"Woah. Look at that one move," he whispered in awe.
"Don't tell me you're drooling over this!"
"You're right, again…" Black Haru stated. "…I've seen you naked countless times to actually be turned on by this stuff."
Kyou's anger meter was rising and reaching its peak. His face boiled and steam could've been coming out. He let out exhales of breath to calm himself and clenched his fists tightly. This would all seem serious, if it wasn't for the distracting noises in the background.
"Ah!"
"Uh!"
"Turn down the volume," Kyou hissed, his face more heated and embarrassed.
"Sounds make it interesting, don't you think?" Black Haru smiled smugly as Kyou fret.
"Don't blame me if Shigure comes in to watch this crap!"
"He's seen this play before," Black Haru continued to smile mischievously. "And Momiji, Yuki, and Tohru."
"Tohru?!" Kyou didn't want to believe it. "Tohru's watched this!"
"Didn't think she'd actually play it herself," chuckled Black Haru.
Kyou would've slapped him, but kept his hands busy. "Oi! I can't get this dumb girl to move the way I want," he complained with frustration.
"She should start in that position," Haru pointed.
"She keeps on making those hentai sounds." Kyou congratulated himself for saying that without having to blush.
"She's not going to do what you don't want her to do when you're controlling her."
"I want to choose a different girl," Kyou said, attempting to ignore Haru's innuendo.
"This one's fine to me," he said. "You should get the feel of her."
"I'd rather choose the bitch with white hair." Kyou remarkably said that casually.
"Kyou," Black Haru ginned, "I didn't know my beautiful hair color had an affect on you."
"Idiot!" Kyou said. "She's the only one without a squeaky voice."
"Mataka…"
"And she curses, too," Kyou sneered.
"I can curse also," Black Haru licked his lips. He forced his attention to the screen and watched as the girls jumped and fell while creating "disturbing" noises. "Hey, I can probably make them fall on top of each other," he waggled his eyebrows. "What do you think, Kyou? Lesbians are interesting…"
"You dumbass," Kyou finally let out. "This game isn't about sex! It's about playing volleyball!"
"Just trying to get us riled up for tonight," Black Haru defended smugly. "Why did you think we're playing Dead or Alive for?"
"Because these girls playing volleyball in skimpy bikinis and making weird noises with their high pitched voices entertains you while it pisses me off!"
"It's a good game, ne?" Black Haru scored another point for his team, defeating Kyou's. "I win."
"I suck at dumb video games," Kyou complained and tossed his Game Cube controller away.
"Poor loser," teased Black Haru. "Admit that I'm better!"
"I admit that you're perverted," Kyou replied in annoyance. He was tackled by an overpowering Black Haru smirking down on him.
"You're right. I'll show you just how perverted I am…" He whispered and ducked his head in the crook of Kyou's long tan neck. He chuckled as he licked and then sucked on the sensitive skin.
"Get off!" Kyou kicked him in the stomach, but it wasn't too forceful because of his uncomfortable position on his back and being trapped by Black Haru's body on top of him. "Stop it, you masochist!"
"I haven't even brought out the duct tape yet." Black Haru moved his lips down the nape of smooth neck and started to pull open Kyou's shirt at the collar, allowing more bare skin to come in contact with his eager tongue. "I'm too excited to stop now," he whispered huskily. He ran his tongue across the uncovered chest while his hands were about done madly undoing the button and zipper to his own pants.
"Ack!" Kyou's own voice sounded squeaky. "Haru, this is the living room! We can't-- not here," he exclaimed.
"Damnit," growled Black Haru. "If you keep using that excuse, you'll regret never making love sooner when you're older." He stopped his sexual actions and looked into Kyou's eyes seriously.
"I want you," moaned Kyou, finally giving in.
"Then lets do this." Black Haru moved his hands to Kyou's pants.
"Hatsuharu Sohma," interrupted a calm voice, "not another move, mister."
Black Haru cursed and turned around to look and see Hatori standing at the door way with a grinning Shigure. Yuki and Tohru stood speechless while Momiji giggled.
"Ha-san's here to pick you up, Haru," Shigure sang. "Before you rape Kyou-chan."
Kyou's face flushed crimson and he stammered, "All-- you-- of all-- you all-- saw--"
"Yes, we saw it all," Shigure winked. Kyou's head exploded with reasons to kill the dog slowly with lots of pain.
"Wow, Kyou-kun," Momiji gushed. "I didn't think you'd be such an uke!" 'My life is ruined,' Kyou raged. He glared at Haru to see what the cow would do next.
"Of course I'm more dominant," Haru explained. "He'd do anything because he's so submissive. Once, he dressed in a maid's outfit, pantyhose included, and let me take a dozen pictures of that."
Everybody watched as Kyou punched himself unconscious. It was just too much for the poor thing…
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Review time~!!
pluto kiss: Of course cookie dough tastes great~!! Why wouldn't it? Yum yum. I'm glad to know you like this story. You might not be THAT addicted, but I still find that flattering. Sankyuu!
Hikari Rioki: The "Ah help me" at the end was because I'm obviously in a crisis about this story. *giggle* But I'll take your nice luck, hopefully it'll help! And the story is to trick people. o^_^o
jill4: So, you're anxious about Kagura showing up? *insane laughter* Don't worry, I'm TRYING to put her in it sometime, but I just love HaruxKyou too much~!!
Polka Dot: It's okay to stretch things. ^_^ Not to mention my back; I'm slouching in this computer chair. Owies…
crystal: I'm insane about HaruxKyou!! My fic posted on a nice site? But this story is so plotless. Lol. I've been to viva la kyouke, and I gotta say it's beautiful! I just want to stare at the Kyou picture in the background all day…
Summary: Naughty games are what Haru wants to play with Kyou.
Warning: Innuendo and screaming
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing but the bad stuff. (writing)
First off, complete rawness…sorry for any grammar errors. Looking back at the chapters for a bit, I slapped myself at the grammar. *bad Muchacha* But these small chappies are for entertainment and quick humor to brighten peoples' days! Lord knows Muchacha needs some.
Oh. My complete slowness is due to…ugh...phases! Yea!…Muchacha has a bit of a drawing phase right now, and when I'm too lazy to write this, I'd draw comics. ^_^;;; So, if the chapters seem so short or lazily written (you may see) it's because I prefer to cut to the chase. I'd rather draw it, but oh well. NO scanner.
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"Lets do something fun, Kyou," purred Black Haru.
"That's good," replied Kyou dryly, "because all we ever do is argue or make out."
"I'm going to ignore that," pouted the horny teenager.
"I'm not going to ignore your hand down my pants!" Kyou snarled.
"You're right," Black Haru removed his hand without shame. "I'll need my hand for the other…game."
"Game?" Kyou regarded Black Haru with curiosity. "What kind of game?" And curiosity killed the cat.
"This one!" Black Haru held it proudly.
"…You can't be serious."
"Play with me, kitten," Black Haru whined. Of course, this wasn't a baby's whine, but a pout made with bedroom eyes and a deep, lustful voice. Kyou twitched. Damn that cow.
"No way!" he shouted. "It's too humiliating. If someone walked in…"
"It's not so bad," Black Haru waved his gloved hand dismissingly. "Every other guy I know has tried it."
"Play with them, then!" Kyou seethed. He cursed when he thought how obviously jealous he had sounded.
"But I want this opportunity to play with my pussy," Black Haru winked.
"Sick fuck," Kyou muttered inaudibly.
"What was that?" Black Haru asked.
"I said 'shut up'." Kyou blushed. He realized if he mentioned 'fuck' to Black Haru, the baka ushi would get the wrong ideas. He shook his head, trying to get the disturbing, but also pleasing, images out of his mind. 'His perverseness is rubbing on me.'
Black Haru looked at Kyou with worry. "Is something wrong with your head, kitten?" He held Kyou's chin with a gentle hand and had the other caressing the red locks.
"I-I'm fine!" Kyou stammered. Black Haru being anything but gentle was normal, but this was weird.
"Will you play with me then?" smirked Black Haru.
"I will, but I'm going to regret it." Kyou moaned with dread.
"Not if I can make you beg for more," said Black Haru with a clever tone of voice. He let go of Kyou and flexed his fingers professionally. "This'll take some time to get started," he winked. Kyou glared at him with a "Will you hurry up for god's sake" look.
Black Haru finished setting it up. "All done!"
Kyou's involuntarily screamed when it started. "H-Haru, is this some kind of cheap porn we're watching?!"
"Of course not!" he exclaimed. "It's only half of it."
Kyou collapsed. "You freaky pervert!"
"You can't blame my hormones," grinned Black Haru.
"I don't want to play these slutty girls," growled Kyou. But Black Haru ignored him and gazed intensely at the screen.
"Woah. Look at that one move," he whispered in awe.
"Don't tell me you're drooling over this!"
"You're right, again…" Black Haru stated. "…I've seen you naked countless times to actually be turned on by this stuff."
Kyou's anger meter was rising and reaching its peak. His face boiled and steam could've been coming out. He let out exhales of breath to calm himself and clenched his fists tightly. This would all seem serious, if it wasn't for the distracting noises in the background.
"Ah!"
"Uh!"
"Turn down the volume," Kyou hissed, his face more heated and embarrassed.
"Sounds make it interesting, don't you think?" Black Haru smiled smugly as Kyou fret.
"Don't blame me if Shigure comes in to watch this crap!"
"He's seen this play before," Black Haru continued to smile mischievously. "And Momiji, Yuki, and Tohru."
"Tohru?!" Kyou didn't want to believe it. "Tohru's watched this!"
"Didn't think she'd actually play it herself," chuckled Black Haru.
Kyou would've slapped him, but kept his hands busy. "Oi! I can't get this dumb girl to move the way I want," he complained with frustration.
"She should start in that position," Haru pointed.
"She keeps on making those hentai sounds." Kyou congratulated himself for saying that without having to blush.
"She's not going to do what you don't want her to do when you're controlling her."
"I want to choose a different girl," Kyou said, attempting to ignore Haru's innuendo.
"This one's fine to me," he said. "You should get the feel of her."
"I'd rather choose the bitch with white hair." Kyou remarkably said that casually.
"Kyou," Black Haru ginned, "I didn't know my beautiful hair color had an affect on you."
"Idiot!" Kyou said. "She's the only one without a squeaky voice."
"Mataka…"
"And she curses, too," Kyou sneered.
"I can curse also," Black Haru licked his lips. He forced his attention to the screen and watched as the girls jumped and fell while creating "disturbing" noises. "Hey, I can probably make them fall on top of each other," he waggled his eyebrows. "What do you think, Kyou? Lesbians are interesting…"
"You dumbass," Kyou finally let out. "This game isn't about sex! It's about playing volleyball!"
"Just trying to get us riled up for tonight," Black Haru defended smugly. "Why did you think we're playing Dead or Alive for?"
"Because these girls playing volleyball in skimpy bikinis and making weird noises with their high pitched voices entertains you while it pisses me off!"
"It's a good game, ne?" Black Haru scored another point for his team, defeating Kyou's. "I win."
"I suck at dumb video games," Kyou complained and tossed his Game Cube controller away.
"Poor loser," teased Black Haru. "Admit that I'm better!"
"I admit that you're perverted," Kyou replied in annoyance. He was tackled by an overpowering Black Haru smirking down on him.
"You're right. I'll show you just how perverted I am…" He whispered and ducked his head in the crook of Kyou's long tan neck. He chuckled as he licked and then sucked on the sensitive skin.
"Get off!" Kyou kicked him in the stomach, but it wasn't too forceful because of his uncomfortable position on his back and being trapped by Black Haru's body on top of him. "Stop it, you masochist!"
"I haven't even brought out the duct tape yet." Black Haru moved his lips down the nape of smooth neck and started to pull open Kyou's shirt at the collar, allowing more bare skin to come in contact with his eager tongue. "I'm too excited to stop now," he whispered huskily. He ran his tongue across the uncovered chest while his hands were about done madly undoing the button and zipper to his own pants.
"Ack!" Kyou's own voice sounded squeaky. "Haru, this is the living room! We can't-- not here," he exclaimed.
"Damnit," growled Black Haru. "If you keep using that excuse, you'll regret never making love sooner when you're older." He stopped his sexual actions and looked into Kyou's eyes seriously.
"I want you," moaned Kyou, finally giving in.
"Then lets do this." Black Haru moved his hands to Kyou's pants.
"Hatsuharu Sohma," interrupted a calm voice, "not another move, mister."
Black Haru cursed and turned around to look and see Hatori standing at the door way with a grinning Shigure. Yuki and Tohru stood speechless while Momiji giggled.
"Ha-san's here to pick you up, Haru," Shigure sang. "Before you rape Kyou-chan."
Kyou's face flushed crimson and he stammered, "All-- you-- of all-- you all-- saw--"
"Yes, we saw it all," Shigure winked. Kyou's head exploded with reasons to kill the dog slowly with lots of pain.
"Wow, Kyou-kun," Momiji gushed. "I didn't think you'd be such an uke!" 'My life is ruined,' Kyou raged. He glared at Haru to see what the cow would do next.
"Of course I'm more dominant," Haru explained. "He'd do anything because he's so submissive. Once, he dressed in a maid's outfit, pantyhose included, and let me take a dozen pictures of that."
Everybody watched as Kyou punched himself unconscious. It was just too much for the poor thing…
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Review time~!!
pluto kiss: Of course cookie dough tastes great~!! Why wouldn't it? Yum yum. I'm glad to know you like this story. You might not be THAT addicted, but I still find that flattering. Sankyuu!
Hikari Rioki: The "Ah help me" at the end was because I'm obviously in a crisis about this story. *giggle* But I'll take your nice luck, hopefully it'll help! And the story is to trick people. o^_^o
jill4: So, you're anxious about Kagura showing up? *insane laughter* Don't worry, I'm TRYING to put her in it sometime, but I just love HaruxKyou too much~!!
Polka Dot: It's okay to stretch things. ^_^ Not to mention my back; I'm slouching in this computer chair. Owies…
crystal: I'm insane about HaruxKyou!! My fic posted on a nice site? But this story is so plotless. Lol. I've been to viva la kyouke, and I gotta say it's beautiful! I just want to stare at the Kyou picture in the background all day…