Training | By : Zanzou Category: +G to L > Loveless Views: 5963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Training
Pairing: Ritsuka/Soubi
Rated: R/NC-17
Summary: ....you know how WRONG that scene was in ep3? ^^; Well, I turned it into a lemon.
Now go read. (Used the translation by We-Suck [obviously edited for this purpose xD].. even
though I don't like them. ._. *too lazy to do her own*)
Warnings: uuuh.. PWP gag lemon, terrible OOC? xD; Goes along with the gag-ness of it. unbeta-ed. xD; Spoilers for ep3. Kinda. Written all past 12AM, so the unbetaed-ness of it makes it suck. :D
Disclaimer: It’s not mine. If it was mine, Seimei wouldn’t have his ears, and there would be
more het. *strange, strange girl*
...It doesn't do anything if you just stare at it...
...If you want to hear my voice you can just call me...
...I don't want to hear your voice!...
...I came to ask you to do something...
...What is it?...
Soubi leaned against the wall, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind his ear. "Ritsuka.. fuck
me. I'm very attractive, yes? I want you to fuck me, and make me yours."
Ritsuka stared at Soubi, frozen. Before he could demand an answer for Soubi's apparent insanity,
Soubi continued, handing Ritsuka a small bag. "Here's a condom and some lube."
Ritsuka took the bag, staring at it for a moment. Then, snapping out of his daze, Ritsuka shouted,
"You want me to WHAT? No way! I can't do that!" Hurriedly, he put the bag down on his desk,
eyeing it with distrust.
Soubi stared at him, obviously not understanding his protests. "Please," he said, almost casually,
as though this one word would be they key to Ritsuka's agreement.
Ritsuka could only stare. "You must be kidding!" However, even as he spoke, the idea seemed to
become a more and more plausible idea. It's not like people would notice if his ears went away,
right..? "It'll hurt, right? Why do you want me to do it?!" He shouted the last at Soubi, in a final
effort to resist the wave of insanity that seemed to be seeping into his mind. At the same time...
Soubi HAD said "Please"..
Soubi smiled then, obviously proud to know the answer to this question. "The pain will be the
proof that it connected us." Ritsuka's eyes glazed over, managing a faint response to the fighter's
words. Soubi continued, oblivious, "It's something I've never done before-- I'll remember it for
my entire life. Whenever I have sex with a man, I'll remember you, Ritsuka. It's a memory."
"Memory.." Ritsuka echoed. That did make sense, after all-- he'd want to remember having sex
with a man for the first time, too. Absentmindedly, he searched the room for his camera-- maybe
Soubi would let him take pictures?
Soubi was still talking. "Once you've done it, I'll do anything you ask me to, Ritsuka."
The dark haired boy's eyes immediately lost some of their glazed over look-- "Anything?"
"Yes. Anything."
Ritsuka smiled, pleased. "Well, that's okay then. Get undressed." As Soubi hurriedly stripped,
Ritsuka picked up the "gift". Going through the content, he blushed, and decided Soubi could
deal with the--what had he called it?-- lube. "Soubi? Get yourself ready. I'm going to set up my
camera." He didn't bother to pay attention as Soubi complied; he'd be able to learn about that
stuff later. Really, what he needed to figure out was the damned time delay...
Soubi tapped him on the shoulder. "I'm ready, Ritsuka. Would you like help with the condom?"
Ritsuka nodded, still fiddling with the camera settings-- maybe he could get a video? He turned
to consult the manual-- and froze. Soubi gently rolled the condom onto his penis. "Soubi.. you're
so warm." He dropped the camera.
Soubi smiled, leading him to the bed. Ritsuka sat, sprawled between his fighter's legs, staring. He
frowned, trying to find the right position-- Soubi's breath caught. "Yes, right there. Do it."
He fought the urge to blush. "Here?"
Pale hair splayed across the pillow as Soubi tilted his head back. "Do it."
Staring at the scars decorating the older man's neck, Ritsuka drew back. "I really can't do it!"
Soubi sat up, frowning. "Have some guts! You'll hurt my feelings if you don't go all the way.."
Ritsuka nodded; emotional pain WAS worse than physical. "That's right.. In that case.." He thrust
in, and froze. "How is it? Does it hurt?" He managed, struggling to catch his breath. Soubi was so
tight...
Soubi shifted, tightening around him. "I'm fine. Keep going."
Ritsua nodded. "Here I go.." As their motions continued, Soubi's breath go louder, catching
rhythmically as he thrust in. It was a harsh sound, almost like--
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Ritsuka's eyes snapped open, staring in horrified fascination with his ceiling. It's alright, said a
tiny voice in the back of his head. It's not YOUR fault Soubi talks so dirty, after all...
I hurt myself. xD;;; I don't write for MONTHS (Just over a year!) and then come out with this.
Someone, please shoot me. Or comment. :D Either one.
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