Sore
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Category:
+S to Z › Viewfinder
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
4,334
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Viewfinder, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sore
I don't own Viewfinder, just borrowing the abused Uke and the hott seme for a fic.
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He was worn out after five hours of rough sex. Five freaking hours! His body really couldn’t take much more. He could feel Asami tracing patterns on his back and growled, his backside was sore and Asami wasn’t helping matters any, besides he didn’t like being bothered while he was trying to sleep.
After another ten minutes of Asami feeling him up he sighed, deciding to give up the notion of sleep for now, and turned to face Asami.
And shivered at the ever-present leer that was presented to him.
“Takaba…”
“Hell no!”
He shot up, moving as far away from Asami as he could without falling off the bed, he knew from prior experience that it really didn’t help his backside.
Asami’s eyes narrowed in warning. Takaba found himself continuing to move farther away, until he was trapped against the wall. Asami crawled over to him and quickly pinned him down, adding another hour and a half to the other five.
Takaba was exhausted, and his butt hurt. He looked over at Asami who was propped up against a pillow, smoking, and reading a book. He glared at him and slowly sat up, mentally wincing as the little bit of movement brought waves of pain over his body.
“You want something?”
Asami’s growl cut his escape short.
“Not unless you have a bandage big enough to shove up my--”
“No Akihito, I’ve got something much better…”
Takaba swore violently and limped his way to the shower.
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He was worn out after five hours of rough sex. Five freaking hours! His body really couldn’t take much more. He could feel Asami tracing patterns on his back and growled, his backside was sore and Asami wasn’t helping matters any, besides he didn’t like being bothered while he was trying to sleep.
After another ten minutes of Asami feeling him up he sighed, deciding to give up the notion of sleep for now, and turned to face Asami.
And shivered at the ever-present leer that was presented to him.
“Takaba…”
“Hell no!”
He shot up, moving as far away from Asami as he could without falling off the bed, he knew from prior experience that it really didn’t help his backside.
Asami’s eyes narrowed in warning. Takaba found himself continuing to move farther away, until he was trapped against the wall. Asami crawled over to him and quickly pinned him down, adding another hour and a half to the other five.
Takaba was exhausted, and his butt hurt. He looked over at Asami who was propped up against a pillow, smoking, and reading a book. He glared at him and slowly sat up, mentally wincing as the little bit of movement brought waves of pain over his body.
“You want something?”
Asami’s growl cut his escape short.
“Not unless you have a bandage big enough to shove up my--”
“No Akihito, I’ve got something much better…”
Takaba swore violently and limped his way to the shower.
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