OmixKen YojixAya
Being as this is my story, I am Thor, Ra, and Zeus all rolled into one, so if I get some of the facts wrong, tough noogies.
Disclaimer: All I have is a credit card that I maxed out, not buying junk food or exciting underwear, no no no, buying a ridiculous number of text books. Mostly for the same class, DAMN YOU CHEMISTRY
*Special Treat, double sized chapter to hold everyone over until after my Organic Chemistry test next Wednesday. Thanks for all the great reviews.*
Unofficial Non-Consensual Date
--Yoji--
It was a wonderful plan. Brilliant in its simplicity.
Omi hacked into the hospital mainframe and got the name and some specifics on the guy in the room next to Aya-chan. When Aya said he was going to the hospital I offered to give him a ride telling him I needed to visit a friend.
We were supposed to commiserate on the way there, and then stop for dinner on the way home. He was supposed to open up about his fears and insecurities and then we would come home and have self-pity sex.
Problem was, Aya's not the type to commiserate.
He didn't say a word to me the entire time.
We drove to the hospital while he ignored my attempts at friendly conversation. I went to visit the comatose guy next door for a few minutes to keep up appearances and then went back into Aya-chan's room figuring he was about done.
Aya glared at me until I went to wait in the hall.
An hour and a half later he came out and walked past me without saying anything.
We drove straight home.
--Omi--
I had never tried to seduce someone I actually knew before, but I wasn't worried about that.
I was worried about my subtle ministrations going right over Kenken's gorgeous, thick head.
I had rented a romance. I know, you're thinking that since I was trying to seduce Ken I should rent a movie he would really like right? Wrong!
I needed a movie that I could be thoroughly engrossed in while it barely kept his attention at all. That way I could make what looked like very casual contact and seem not to notice, but since he wasn't really watching the movie he would be all too aware of where I put my hands.
Normally I would have gotten a Disney cartoon, but I felt that with Ken I needed to downplay the cute.
I ordered a pizza with pepperoni and mushrooms (I hate mushrooms) and dressed in boxers and a shirt of Ken's that I stole out of the laundry for the occasion. It was three sizes to big and fell off of my left shoulder.
The movie was cued up, the pizza was here, everything was ready for Operation: Fuck Kenken (I had thought about calling it Operation: Start A Deep And Meaningful Relationship That Will Probably Last For The Rest Of My Short Life With Ken Hidaka, but Fuck Kenken just has a nice ring to it. Besides, I don't want to be too optimistic.)
Ken inhaled his pizza and then tried to escape upstairs, saying he was really tired.
Bull, he just didn't want to watch Untamed Hearts.
I guilt him into staying with me when I let my eyes get really big and watery.
He caved almost immediately, I love being me.
So we sat to watch the overall mediocre movie. After ten minutes, I carefully leaned over and rested my head in his lap. He absently started stroking my hair. At a particularly heart-wrenching scene I gripped his thigh and squeezed.
He didn't notice.
He was really into the dumb movie. This movie was dumb by my standards and he was watching it like it was a murder mystery he was very close to solving.
I tried everything. I rubbed his legs, wiggled up against his body, everything short of jumping on his lap and demanding sex. I was very close to doing just that when Aya and Yoji came home an hour earlier then promised and Aya went up to his room, alone. Yoji shot me a look and went to bed as well.
Oh well, at least I'm not the only one who isn't getting laid tonight.
---Later That Night
--Ken--
I wish Omi wasn't so innocent.
I have always had this intense attraction to him, but through a rigorous schedule of cold showers and.ahem, venting my sexual frustrations by myself, I have managed to keep from violating him in the storage closet.
Now that's an idea.
NO NO BAD KEN
Omi is off limits. The kid is too impressionable. If I was to tell him about my feelings he would probably let me ravish him just to make me happy, and I don't want pity sex.
It's never as good.
Oh, plus there's the whole sweet innocent virgin factor. I do not want to take advantage of him, no matter how big of a turn on that is.
I can't sleep with him because I would lose my best friend, but I'm in danger of losing him anyway.
Omi is a very affectionate person, but he's so innocent he doesn't understand the hidden meanings behind several of his touches and actions.
For example, this morning at breakfast he was eating a bowl of candy coated sugar, and when I walked in he was licking his spoon in a very provocative manner. To him, it was just getting as much cavity causing goodness as he could out of his breakfast,
But to me it was the promise of a blowjob I was not going to get.
And then Yoji and Aya went out so he wanted me to come watch some dumb romance movie with him. He put his head in my lap, played with my hair, innocent touches to him but sheer torture to me.
Not to mention he was wearing my shirt, which of course made him look like he had just crawled out of my bed after a night of wild sex.
I had to keep my eyes glued to the screen because I knew if I looked at him I would tackle him.
One of these days I'm going to lose it and pounce on him, but I would prefer for him to remain innocent for as long as he can.
There he goes for another late night talk with Yoji. I hope Yoji isn't trying to seduce him.
.uh oh
Come to think of it, they have been spending an awful lot of time together lately.
I just might have to have a little talk with Yoji.
*And remember, Karma smiles on those who review*
oh, also, can anyone tell me how Shuichi Takatori died? I need to know for my next fic, don't worry, I promise to finish this one first
Being as this is my story, I am Thor, Ra, and Zeus all rolled into one, so if I get some of the facts wrong, tough noogies.
Disclaimer: All I have is a credit card that I maxed out, not buying junk food or exciting underwear, no no no, buying a ridiculous number of text books. Mostly for the same class, DAMN YOU CHEMISTRY
*Special Treat, double sized chapter to hold everyone over until after my Organic Chemistry test next Wednesday. Thanks for all the great reviews.*
Unofficial Non-Consensual Date
--Yoji--
It was a wonderful plan. Brilliant in its simplicity.
Omi hacked into the hospital mainframe and got the name and some specifics on the guy in the room next to Aya-chan. When Aya said he was going to the hospital I offered to give him a ride telling him I needed to visit a friend.
We were supposed to commiserate on the way there, and then stop for dinner on the way home. He was supposed to open up about his fears and insecurities and then we would come home and have self-pity sex.
Problem was, Aya's not the type to commiserate.
He didn't say a word to me the entire time.
We drove to the hospital while he ignored my attempts at friendly conversation. I went to visit the comatose guy next door for a few minutes to keep up appearances and then went back into Aya-chan's room figuring he was about done.
Aya glared at me until I went to wait in the hall.
An hour and a half later he came out and walked past me without saying anything.
We drove straight home.
--Omi--
I had never tried to seduce someone I actually knew before, but I wasn't worried about that.
I was worried about my subtle ministrations going right over Kenken's gorgeous, thick head.
I had rented a romance. I know, you're thinking that since I was trying to seduce Ken I should rent a movie he would really like right? Wrong!
I needed a movie that I could be thoroughly engrossed in while it barely kept his attention at all. That way I could make what looked like very casual contact and seem not to notice, but since he wasn't really watching the movie he would be all too aware of where I put my hands.
Normally I would have gotten a Disney cartoon, but I felt that with Ken I needed to downplay the cute.
I ordered a pizza with pepperoni and mushrooms (I hate mushrooms) and dressed in boxers and a shirt of Ken's that I stole out of the laundry for the occasion. It was three sizes to big and fell off of my left shoulder.
The movie was cued up, the pizza was here, everything was ready for Operation: Fuck Kenken (I had thought about calling it Operation: Start A Deep And Meaningful Relationship That Will Probably Last For The Rest Of My Short Life With Ken Hidaka, but Fuck Kenken just has a nice ring to it. Besides, I don't want to be too optimistic.)
Ken inhaled his pizza and then tried to escape upstairs, saying he was really tired.
Bull, he just didn't want to watch Untamed Hearts.
I guilt him into staying with me when I let my eyes get really big and watery.
He caved almost immediately, I love being me.
So we sat to watch the overall mediocre movie. After ten minutes, I carefully leaned over and rested my head in his lap. He absently started stroking my hair. At a particularly heart-wrenching scene I gripped his thigh and squeezed.
He didn't notice.
He was really into the dumb movie. This movie was dumb by my standards and he was watching it like it was a murder mystery he was very close to solving.
I tried everything. I rubbed his legs, wiggled up against his body, everything short of jumping on his lap and demanding sex. I was very close to doing just that when Aya and Yoji came home an hour earlier then promised and Aya went up to his room, alone. Yoji shot me a look and went to bed as well.
Oh well, at least I'm not the only one who isn't getting laid tonight.
---Later That Night
--Ken--
I wish Omi wasn't so innocent.
I have always had this intense attraction to him, but through a rigorous schedule of cold showers and.ahem, venting my sexual frustrations by myself, I have managed to keep from violating him in the storage closet.
Now that's an idea.
NO NO BAD KEN
Omi is off limits. The kid is too impressionable. If I was to tell him about my feelings he would probably let me ravish him just to make me happy, and I don't want pity sex.
It's never as good.
Oh, plus there's the whole sweet innocent virgin factor. I do not want to take advantage of him, no matter how big of a turn on that is.
I can't sleep with him because I would lose my best friend, but I'm in danger of losing him anyway.
Omi is a very affectionate person, but he's so innocent he doesn't understand the hidden meanings behind several of his touches and actions.
For example, this morning at breakfast he was eating a bowl of candy coated sugar, and when I walked in he was licking his spoon in a very provocative manner. To him, it was just getting as much cavity causing goodness as he could out of his breakfast,
But to me it was the promise of a blowjob I was not going to get.
And then Yoji and Aya went out so he wanted me to come watch some dumb romance movie with him. He put his head in my lap, played with my hair, innocent touches to him but sheer torture to me.
Not to mention he was wearing my shirt, which of course made him look like he had just crawled out of my bed after a night of wild sex.
I had to keep my eyes glued to the screen because I knew if I looked at him I would tackle him.
One of these days I'm going to lose it and pounce on him, but I would prefer for him to remain innocent for as long as he can.
There he goes for another late night talk with Yoji. I hope Yoji isn't trying to seduce him.
.uh oh
Come to think of it, they have been spending an awful lot of time together lately.
I just might have to have a little talk with Yoji.
*And remember, Karma smiles on those who review*
oh, also, can anyone tell me how Shuichi Takatori died? I need to know for my next fic, don't worry, I promise to finish this one first
