Title: Winnings
Pairing: SuzuxTetsu
Rating: ...er..slight shounen ai. ^^ nothing too heavy. *stressed look*
Disclaimer: PMK does, in no way, belong to me. T-T much as i'd love to..have them. HijiKita~!!!!! *waves flags* n_n
Notes: Just something I wrote for a friend...*blinks* Am more of a HIjiKita fan...really.
Feedback is welcomed and very much appreciated. ^^;
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It would always start this way, he would have to take his leave-- the whisper of cloth against skin as a hand tugs on the hem of his Hakama-- a silently plea for him stay.
He'd tilt his head to aside, bemused as his gaze meets the other's pleading own. He'd allow himself to be pulled back down, lazily wrapping his arms around a slender waist, head falling softly back against a warm shoulder and the rest of him into the poor padding of an old dusty futon.
He would be careful to avoid the small hands as they made their way around him, innocent touches tinged with mischief as they seek to untie, undress and undo all he'd done.
"Aah... Stop..." He'd murmur softly, only to be silence by soft lips, sealed against his own. His own lips part slowly, pliant against the other as he raises a hand; sliding it upwards and into normally bound red hair-- Fingers curling into the thick hair as he pulled the other closer.
Familiarity takes over as they move slowly--together, limbs sliding, curling and twining against each others. He'd groan softly as they parted, the other stretching restlessly against him--relishing in the feel of bare skin against soft cloth, nipping his chin teasingly.
"ii.ya.da." The other would chirp, nuzzling his neck slowly before trailing kisses down his neck, seeking more skin beneath the Gi. "Tetsu..." He'd hiss, hand sliding down a bare side, absently admiring the different skin tones between the two.
"Tetsu--Aa..stop." He'd admonish, arching his back stiffly as Tetsu's tongue traced the shell of his ear, nibbling on his earlobe slowly. He'd feel those lips curl into a smile, jaw clenching briefly just before his own lips curl into a smile. Suddenly shifting as he deftly flips their positions, pinning Tetsu's smaller form with his own.
He does-- very briefly admires the stretch of bare flesh beneath his own before dipping his head down, lips sealing those parted in a protest—silenced and lost midway.
Tetsu would smile, arms curled around Suzu's neck, gloating silently as he collected his winnings.
Rating: ...er..slight shounen ai. ^^ nothing too heavy. *stressed look*
Disclaimer: PMK does, in no way, belong to me. T-T much as i'd love to..have them. HijiKita~!!!!! *waves flags* n_n
Notes: Just something I wrote for a friend...*blinks* Am more of a HIjiKita fan...really.
Feedback is welcomed and very much appreciated. ^^;
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It would always start this way, he would have to take his leave-- the whisper of cloth against skin as a hand tugs on the hem of his Hakama-- a silently plea for him stay.
He'd tilt his head to aside, bemused as his gaze meets the other's pleading own. He'd allow himself to be pulled back down, lazily wrapping his arms around a slender waist, head falling softly back against a warm shoulder and the rest of him into the poor padding of an old dusty futon.
He would be careful to avoid the small hands as they made their way around him, innocent touches tinged with mischief as they seek to untie, undress and undo all he'd done.
"Aah... Stop..." He'd murmur softly, only to be silence by soft lips, sealed against his own. His own lips part slowly, pliant against the other as he raises a hand; sliding it upwards and into normally bound red hair-- Fingers curling into the thick hair as he pulled the other closer.
Familiarity takes over as they move slowly--together, limbs sliding, curling and twining against each others. He'd groan softly as they parted, the other stretching restlessly against him--relishing in the feel of bare skin against soft cloth, nipping his chin teasingly.
"ii.ya.da." The other would chirp, nuzzling his neck slowly before trailing kisses down his neck, seeking more skin beneath the Gi. "Tetsu..." He'd hiss, hand sliding down a bare side, absently admiring the different skin tones between the two.
"Tetsu--Aa..stop." He'd admonish, arching his back stiffly as Tetsu's tongue traced the shell of his ear, nibbling on his earlobe slowly. He'd feel those lips curl into a smile, jaw clenching briefly just before his own lips curl into a smile. Suddenly shifting as he deftly flips their positions, pinning Tetsu's smaller form with his own.
He does-- very briefly admires the stretch of bare flesh beneath his own before dipping his head down, lips sealing those parted in a protest—silenced and lost midway.
Tetsu would smile, arms curled around Suzu's neck, gloating silently as he collected his winnings.