A/N: I like portraying the eviler side of Domeki. I mean we get glimpses of it in the manga whenever he teases Watanuki. But I'd like to see this side as it goes through changes, especially in the Spider's arc. Domeki isn't just a flat character. He has wants, and needs, and thoughts that move him to doing actions. Okay, enough with my spiel. Hope somebody likes this.
First period started off with Watanuki bellowing in my ear that I still hadn't wiped that idiotic expression off my face. So, in enlightenment of why this was, I whispered to him, right in front of the entire class that it was because sex could do that to a guy. Then I watched him go batshit and try to knock me out with his book satchel.
It was fun.
Teasing Watanuki was always fun, so much fun that once I'd thought of putting it under extra curricular activities, right next to Archery club when I'd had to fill out a club sheet.
But then I thought hastily that if everyone found out, and they saw how much fun it was, they might want to join too. That wasn't right. I was the only club member, and as long as I was breathing, it would remain that way.
I was a special, privileged member of the Watanuki club. Number one fan, really.
He was taking notes again. I knew I should at least try to look like I was paying attention, but he was shuffling his feet under his desk, and I couldn't help but pay more attention to his legs than the teacher.
I'd come to a conclusion after two minutes of staring that I liked Watanuki's legs. Really liked them. Even if this conclusion had been reached the night before when they had been wrapped around me, squeezing my hipbone.
Watanuki had the longest, skinniest legs I'd ever seen and I liked watching them move, especially when he wore shorts during track.
I nudged one of his legs under his desk. When I wasn't getting the response I'd hoped for, I nudged him again, right on the calf; wished the cloth of his pants, and my shoe and socks weren't in the way when I touched him again.
"Stop it." He said it without turning around.
I did it again.
"Stop it, you"-
Pervert. Say it. Say it, so everyone can hear.
"Asshole."
I nudged his leg again. This time harder, "You never say what you're really thinking, do you?"
That comment made me sound suspiciously like a hypocrite.
Oh well.
"Stop it, or I'm not giving you your lunch." Watanuki had still not turned around to glare at me, just kept forward and moved his pencil to make it look like he was taking notes.
Some of the desks in our class had this great feature; the lower back of it had a cut out circle and currently sitting in one of these desks was Watanuki. And so, when my hand reached out under my desk, I didn't have any obstacles in the way of my fingers, as they found the soft material of Watanuki's uniform.
My eyes were straight ahead, and I saw plain as day, the flinch that my touch caused in him. He kept perfectly still after that, which was fine by me, since I was too busy groping him under his uniform shirt to worry about if he liked it or not.
His lower back was soft, the skin there warmed by cotton and his pervious frolicking about in the hallway. I was getting hard, and I knew if I didn't stop touching him somebody was going to notice. Didn't mean I had to stop right away. There were more important things than lunch hanging in the balance. Don't get me wrong, I still wanted my bento, but…
I ran my hand up the curve of his lower back and his frame visibly shivered at the touch.
I noticed somebody whispering to the side of me and turning in that direction, I came upon a giggling girl, who had noticed the motions of my hand.
I had to pull away then. I retracted my hand putting it back innocently on top of my desk, so it could join the other.
No one said anything. Watanuki had stopped taking notes. He was just sitting there breathing and I would have paid anything to see the blush on his face, because I knew it was there.
A/N: Thanks to all that liked the story so far, again I'm just goofing around with the characters. In school, at home…or in Yuko's shop because crap that's another dimension. Pay no heed to my inaccuracies. I'm doing them on purpose, or maybe not. Reviews much appreciated
