YO!! Wazzup! Quicksilver Foxxgoddess here. I am not quite on vacation yet.
And I had this really grrrrrrrrrrrrreat (cinnamon crunchers) idea. Sooooo...I
decided to update!
Oh yes, Dark Mew Angel...you wanted more Ryou Keicciro, you got it! Whee! If
anyone out there has a request, please just review! Anything like bashing
of characters, being briefly included in story, me evolving into new and
weird forms, me living in a poke-ball etc. I'll try to get to it when I get
back from vacation.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Even though I should. I am, however, the queen of hentai.
Bakura: yeah right.
Roae: BAKURA SAMA!! WHEEE!! I must glomp! C'mere you... Currently, the Tokyo Mew Mews were at the café. Ryou had called them over because he had to return Ichigo's pajamas to her. The others were informed that it was some kind of 'mission.'
They all were sitting around in the 'staff only' section discussing tactics for destroying aliens, when Keicciro poked his head out of his room, and called, "Come on up, Ryou. I've isolated the parameters of the turbo hydrophilic blah blah blah..." Ryou slid Ichigo a sleek red packet containing her bedclothes and wiggling his hips a little, sauntered up the stairs. He slipped into Keicciro's room and shut the door. Keicciro grabbed him from behind and started sucking his neck. After a while, when they got tired of the oral stuff, they decided to go a bit heavier.
As Keicciro was pulling off Ryou's shirt, he asked casually, "Hey, Ryou, what was in that thing that you slipped Ichigo?" Ryou answered, "Her pant- er, um, her paint set. I found it in the kitchen. Hey, I love that groovy rubbing thing you're doing. Where did you learn it?"
"Um, well, just the other night, Ich-er, um I mean sorry, I sneezed there. I learned it over in Egypt." Having finished with the talking, they rolled over onto the bed. Keicciro slid out of his...
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Startled, the two guys looked over at the door. Lettuce stood there, covering her glasses and screaming her head off. "Oh no! What happened? What's going on?"
"Er, ehehe, um, you see...," Keicciro stammered, blushing. Ryou cut in quickly. "Well, er, the computer blew up, and the force of the blast pushed us on to the bed."
"How did your clothes come off? It looks like you're, well, practically to put it crudely having sex!" "The force of the blast, er, blew our pants off. Literally. Um, we can handle it, if you would mind er, leaving..."
"Are you sure you're ok? This isn't a sight for tender eyes, you know."
Suddenly, pudding popped her head around the doorway. "Hey guys! What isn't? Are they having..." She caught sight of the boys. "Oh." Lettuce hastily stood in front of pudding. "Pudding! Go downstairs right now!"
Pudding smiled. "Its ok, Lettuce. I do that all the time with Tart."
"WHAT THE HECK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!??????????????"
"Yeah! Sometimes my monkey joins in, too!"
"GO DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!"
Meekly, Pudding left. Lettuce let out a large sigh. Suddenly, though, a light bulb popped above her head. "But wait...you said the computer exploded, right? Well, it looks fine to me..."
"Er, um, well, it got better," Ryou stammered lamely. "Oh. OK! I'll go finish cleaning dishes then!" Lettuce left smiling and humming. Simultaneously, the guys let out sighs of relief. Keicciro got off Ryou and locked the door, and moved the dresser in front of it. Then, he forced Ryou onto the bed and then as he stroked his ass, he...
Hey!
Stop reading!
They need privacy too, you know. Leave them alone.
You're still reading...
Oh fine. I'll just end the chapter. Please read and review! Even though I'll be thousands of miles away from my computer, I'll try to update. See ya!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Even though I should. I am, however, the queen of hentai.
Bakura: yeah right.
Roae: BAKURA SAMA!! WHEEE!! I must glomp! C'mere you... Currently, the Tokyo Mew Mews were at the café. Ryou had called them over because he had to return Ichigo's pajamas to her. The others were informed that it was some kind of 'mission.'
They all were sitting around in the 'staff only' section discussing tactics for destroying aliens, when Keicciro poked his head out of his room, and called, "Come on up, Ryou. I've isolated the parameters of the turbo hydrophilic blah blah blah..." Ryou slid Ichigo a sleek red packet containing her bedclothes and wiggling his hips a little, sauntered up the stairs. He slipped into Keicciro's room and shut the door. Keicciro grabbed him from behind and started sucking his neck. After a while, when they got tired of the oral stuff, they decided to go a bit heavier.
As Keicciro was pulling off Ryou's shirt, he asked casually, "Hey, Ryou, what was in that thing that you slipped Ichigo?" Ryou answered, "Her pant- er, um, her paint set. I found it in the kitchen. Hey, I love that groovy rubbing thing you're doing. Where did you learn it?"
"Um, well, just the other night, Ich-er, um I mean sorry, I sneezed there. I learned it over in Egypt." Having finished with the talking, they rolled over onto the bed. Keicciro slid out of his...
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Startled, the two guys looked over at the door. Lettuce stood there, covering her glasses and screaming her head off. "Oh no! What happened? What's going on?"
"Er, ehehe, um, you see...," Keicciro stammered, blushing. Ryou cut in quickly. "Well, er, the computer blew up, and the force of the blast pushed us on to the bed."
"How did your clothes come off? It looks like you're, well, practically to put it crudely having sex!" "The force of the blast, er, blew our pants off. Literally. Um, we can handle it, if you would mind er, leaving..."
"Are you sure you're ok? This isn't a sight for tender eyes, you know."
Suddenly, pudding popped her head around the doorway. "Hey guys! What isn't? Are they having..." She caught sight of the boys. "Oh." Lettuce hastily stood in front of pudding. "Pudding! Go downstairs right now!"
Pudding smiled. "Its ok, Lettuce. I do that all the time with Tart."
"WHAT THE HECK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!??????????????"
"Yeah! Sometimes my monkey joins in, too!"
"GO DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!"
Meekly, Pudding left. Lettuce let out a large sigh. Suddenly, though, a light bulb popped above her head. "But wait...you said the computer exploded, right? Well, it looks fine to me..."
"Er, um, well, it got better," Ryou stammered lamely. "Oh. OK! I'll go finish cleaning dishes then!" Lettuce left smiling and humming. Simultaneously, the guys let out sighs of relief. Keicciro got off Ryou and locked the door, and moved the dresser in front of it. Then, he forced Ryou onto the bed and then as he stroked his ass, he...
Hey!
Stop reading!
They need privacy too, you know. Leave them alone.
You're still reading...
Oh fine. I'll just end the chapter. Please read and review! Even though I'll be thousands of miles away from my computer, I'll try to update. See ya!