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Ghost in the Shell Minis	By : Strailo Category: +G to L > Ghost in the Shell Views: 4584 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost in the Shell, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: A Little Something

Fandom: Ghost in the Shell

Part: 3

Pairings: Batou/Togusa

Word count: 1,552

AN: It is EARLY in the damn morning, seriously, early. Like 3 in the bloody morning.

Enjoy this.

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When Batou came back with his night’s entertainment on his arm, Togusa was laying in his own bed, blinking in the dark as he tried to figure out what had woken him up. A moan filtering through his door explained what had done so. Shaking his head as Batou’s door closed with a thud, he growled as unwanted thoughts of some guy being laid out over the man’s bed, some stranger burying his hands into almost silver hair and being fucked into a boneless heap invaded his mind.

Turning over onto his stomach, he let out a panting huff as the thoughts went from some bar pick up under Batou to himself being there, sending licks of heat through him. Rubbing his hips down against his bed, he groaned at the way it felt to have some pressure against his aching arousal.

Finally, he gave into the thoughts and need, flipping back over onto his back and shoved a hand down his pants to draw his fingers over his hard length before removing his hand.

Shoving his sleep pants down enough to expose his hardness, he pushed up his night shirt enough so that it wouldn’t get dirty. Once that was done, he reached out and found a bottle of lube that was stashed in the bedside drawer, pouring a bit onto one hand.

Dropping the bottle back into the drawer, he grasped his prick, starting a slow up and down motion over the hard flesh, his eyes falling shut as his head tipped back.

Togusa tightened his hand on the upstroke, thumb playing as he moaned and used his other hand to tease a nipple. Plucking and teasing the bud, he hissed at the sharp pleasure and bucked up into his hand. He continued to tease his free hand over his body as he stroked himself, finally shuddering and slicking his hand with warmth, his toes curling in the bedding.

As he came down from his high, he moaned softly. “I’m fucked and not in the way that I want to be,” he mourned as he brought his hand up and rubbed his sticky fingers together. Sighing, Togusa sat up and slid off of his bed to grab the towel that he kept on a chair, wiping himself off. Fixing his clothes, the towel landing on the hamper and feeling very sluggish suddenly, he climbed back into bed and curled up under his blankets. As he slept, Batou worked out some frustrations on a very willing body named Alex.

The next morning found Alex walking down the stairs, dressed in the clothes he had worn the night before, freshly showered and following the scent of coffee. Walking into the kitchen, he stopped short at the sight of who had to be Batous roommate.

Togusa was still sleep tousled and pouring some coffee into a black mug before adding a bit of sugar. Dirty blond hair fell messily around his face, dark brown eyes blinking slowly every so often as he stirred his coffee. Alex stopped to admire the man’s good looks.

“You must be the guy who Batou brought home with him last night.” The words made Alex jump, not having expected Togusa to have noticed him. Brown eyes turned to him as the other turned to him, sipping his coffee.

Alex plastered a bright smile onto his mouth as he nodded. “Yes, I am. You must be his roommate. What do you do? Batou didn’t tell me. I know that he works for the rather infamous Sector 9…” he drawled, reaching for a cup only for Togusa to move it out of his reach.

“That’s Batou’s work cup,” Togusa explained, his face pleasant, almost innocent. “As for what I do for work, well, I own this house along with two other investment properties that are being rented right now. But I also work at Sector 9 as Batou’s partner.”

“Oh,” Alex breathed, his eyes widening at the new information. When he had read about Sector 9 it had been about the rather infamous Major and Batou, the only two that really interested him. Shifting on his feet, he watched Togusa pour coffee into a cup before handing it to him, prompting him to take it. “I thought most of Sector 9, outside of your Chief, are cyborgs.”

“The Major is a full cyborg, but the rest of us only have some cybernetics, if any,” Batou chuckled, taking his cup from Togusa and toasting them. “Togusa and the Chief don’t have any additions beyond their cyberbrains but the rest of us have some major additives. Will you ever teach me how you make your coffee, man?” he asked, the younger man snorting lightly.

“Never happening, Batou. I’ll let you deal with your guest,” Togusa drawled, leaving the kitchen. Batou watched him leave with a smirk before he turned to Alex and held out the man’s keys with a smirk. “Here you go. I would offer you something more substantial then coffee but the boss has called us into work.”

“Its fine,” Alex brushed off with a smile, finishing his coffee before placing the coffee cup in the sink and took the key ring. Kissing the large man, he walked out with a promise to give Batou a call later on.

As Batou finished coffee, musing about his okay night with Alex, a bagel toasting in the toaster, Togusa came down, holding his jacket as he made sure that his holster sat correctly on his shoulder.

“He’s gone?” he asked. Batou looked over as the bagel popped up, nodding his head. “You look more relaxed but not quite as smug as you usually do after a night out.”

“He was an okay lay but not very fiery,” Batou grunted as he pulled the bagel out from the toaster and buttering it.

Togusa raised an eyebrow and dropped his own blueberry bagel into the toaster. “From the moaning that filtered through my walls, I would have said that it was good,” he teased, Batou coughing in embarrassment. They watched the bagel toast before it popped up.

“He just didn’t… respond, or really enjoy the pleasure, one night stand or not,” Batou finally drawled as Togusa spread butter over his own bagel. The younger man hummed, lips twitching as his eyes glazed over as he remembered some of his own nights with various lovers in his past.

“Yeah, if you can’t enjoy sex then it’s just no fun for either person,” Togusa hummed, biting into his own bagel. The two ate their breakfasts in silence before heading out to the office and a new mission, finding the Major and Chief Aramaki waiting for them.

“We have a new mission boys, but…” the Major started before smirking slightly. Togusa and Batou started at the woman, on edge and noting that along with her usual strapless leotard, she was wearing one of her many pair of low slung pants and a leather jacket. They noticed this out of some curiosity, more then used to her wearing nothing but the leotard and the jacket.

“But…?” Batou promted, not liking the glint in red-purple eyes as they turned to him.

“But it does require two of our men to go in as lovers. The world we’re about to infiltrate is heavy with couples who have one lover who are either heavily altered or have a cybernetic body while the other lover is mostly a normal human body,” Chief Aramaki said, surprising the two men before him with the information.

“Sir…” Togusa squeaked, eyes widening as they realized where the two were going with it. “Us? Really?”

“Yes, Batou, Togusa, you two are going in,” the major drawled as she picked up a thick file and dropping it down onto the table before the two men. Batou pulled it towards them, Togusa reading over Batous shoulder as they went over the information. They moaned and shook their heads.

“So we both are going in, as a loving couple. Great,” Togusa groaned, sitting back and rubbing at his face as the Major nodded her head, purple hair swinging.

“We’ll have you under surveillance, but for the most part, you two will be on your own,” she stated, tapping her nails on the desk top as she leant against it. “You will need clothes meant for a young couple, or at least a young professional couple that likes to go out and party.”

“Am I getting a credit line for that shopping trip?” Togusa asked, still rubbing at his face.

“Yep,” the Major chuckled, tossing a thick folder over. Inside the folder, they found their identities, credit and bank cards, and all the information that they would need. Tucking the cards away into place in a new wallet, Togusa and Batou left the coffee, both deep in thought as they headed to pick up the needed clothes for Togusa.

Once the needed items had been bought, they drove to the house and packed, going to their newest destination as Batou Marilla and his loving, younger husband Togusa Marilla the next day.

Both of them had subtly changed their looks so that they weren’t pegged for themselves.

Standing in their shared bedroom in their new home, Togusa wondered how he was going to survive having the other man so close so often.
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