fic request meme!!!
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Whoever comments on this post gets to request a short fic from me. In return, they have to post this meme in their journal.
(...in my case you don't have to repost the meme unless you feel like it...so I guess I'm just asking for requests? XD)
I write: any Arashi pairing/moresome
...and also Jiro Wang 汪東城 and Danson Tang 唐禹哲 (a little esoteric, maybe)
With namesquishes because I felt like it XD
waxrose asked for Sakumoto
font asked for Ohmiya, Sakumoto, and Ohmiya XD
lady_gemma asked for Ohmiya, paint
akin16sk asked for Juntoshi, "with ohno healing our not-always-so-sweet disgruntled junji :)"
someone secret asked for Sakuraiba, "for science!"
15th_moon asked for Matsumiya
ferinough asked for Sakumiya
carrotfreak asked for Ohmiya, donuts
blood_opal asked for Sakumiya
ruisetsuna asked for snarky!Matsumiya, cards
maiaide asked for Aiba/Ohno, "Aiba gets a jellyfish sting. Ohno treats it. You know, like on Friends?" HELP, WHAT'S THE NAMESQUISH? Sasaki? Aibohno? Matoshi? Ohba?
rinalin asked for Aiba/Arashi, "something less than more"
alexiela asked for Matsumiya, based on October's Non-No article
a_brokenangel asked for Matsumiya, cute and fluffy
rininjapan asked for Sakuraiba, based on a photo
anonymous asked for moar Matsumiya
iloveqqmcmug asked for Sakuraiba sickfic
yay_box asked for Arashi/Arashi, with extra Matsumiya
Final word count: 7,465 (;0__0)
(excluding this one, because it was already written)
10/29: FINISHED. OMG.
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Whoever comments on this post gets to request a short fic from me. In return, they have to post this meme in their journal.
(...in my case you don't have to repost the meme unless you feel like it...so I guess I'm just asking for requests? XD)
I write: any Arashi pairing/moresome
...and also Jiro Wang 汪東城 and Danson Tang 唐禹哲 (a little esoteric, maybe)
With namesquishes because I felt like it XD
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someone secret asked for Sakuraiba, "for science!"
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anonymous asked for moar Matsumiya
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Final word count: 7,465 (;0__0)
(excluding this one, because it was already written)
10/29: FINISHED. OMG.
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Date: 2008-10-18 01:06 am (UTC)1/2
Date: 2008-10-18 02:00 am (UTC)---
Aiba lingers in the doorway to Sho’s room, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Sho walks back to him, concerned, because Aiba really has been a bit jumpy tonight (worrisome, considering his normal amount of jumpiness).
“Let’s take a bath,” Aiba says, smiling awkwardly.
Sho laughs.
“What?” Aiba asks.
“Sorry, it’s just that you’re usually in such a rush by now,” Sho answers, teasing.
“Come on, I’ll wash your hair.”
Sho is in the bathroom with his shirt off before Aiba can finish his sentence. “I’ll wash your hair,” really means “I’ll massage your scalp for ten minutes,” and usually Aiba makes Sho beg for that (and since Aiba learned “pretty please with sugar on top,” he makes Sho beg in English).
A short time later, hands tangled in Sho’s hair, Aiba clears his throat.
“So, I had an idea for an experiment.”
“Mmm?” Sho replies.
“I want you to be open minded.”
“Mmm. Mmmhmm.”
“Because, really, it’s up to you.”
“Mm.”
“But I was thinking maybe, tonight, I’d be on top.”
“Mmmhm.”
“You know, for science!”
“Mhmhmhm,” Sho chuckles for a moment before Aiba’s words sink in.
He opens his mouth to protest, but it only comes out as a moan when Aiba suddenly shifts and starts working on his shoulders.
“I knew you’d agree!” Aiba exclaims.
Tricky little bastard, Sho thinks.
Of course, Sho knows he doesn’t have a good reason to say no. He could delude himself into thinking that he’s holding on to a shred of heterosexuality, but he loves giving Aiba head and Aiba gets more pussy than all of Arashi combined, so it’s pretty much established that they’re both somewhere in the middle.
Sho doesn’t say anything when Aiba releases him to wash off, but Aiba’s too busy giggling at his own soap bubble sculptures to care. When they get out, Sho helps Aiba dry off and Aiba wiggles just to be difficult, because he knows Sho likes getting control of him in the end. Sho has to semi-wrestle him all the way out of the bathroom to the bed where they collapse in a steam-cleaned heap.
“Kiss me,” Aiba asks, breathless.
Sho pulls Aiba towards him, wrapping a hand around the back of his neck, and kisses. Aiba tugs at the towel Sho has inexplicably tied around his waist, fingers ghosting over Sho’s thighs. The touch makes Sho jump. Aiba pulls away.
“Don’t be nervous,” he says, face solemn.
Sho smiles and shakes his head.
“Don’t,” Aiba repeats, leaning in again to run his lips across Sho’s jaw line. “I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable.”
Sometimes Sho really hates Aiba’s perceptive moments.
“I just want you to know what it feels like,” Aiba says, pausing to drag his tongue over the sensitive spot by Sho’s ear. “Because it feels so good when you’re inside me.”
Sho’s pretty sure that if his back arches any further he’s going to need Aiba to straighten it out for him.
“You can’t talk like that,” he groans.
“But you like it!”
Sho moans as Aiba emphasizes this point by wrapping his hand around Sho’s erection. Aiba smiles as he kisses a path down Sho’s stomach, feeling him jerk at every touch. He licks a long stripe up the underside of Sho’s cock, looking up at him while he does it. It’s too much for Sho to handle, and he lets his head fall back on his pillow with a helpless pant.
2/2
Date: 2008-10-18 02:00 am (UTC)Sho stares up at the ceiling as Aiba rifles through his bedside drawer. He’s not nervous, not at all, because that would be silly. He knows, intellectually, that it can be pleasurable. Obviously, Aiba likes it, and Sho certainly shouldn’t expect Aiba to do anything that he wouldn’t and Oh, God, Aiba’s touching him there. Sho bites his lip and closes his eyes.
“Relax,” Aiba coos.
“How?” Sho asks, desperate.
“Just breathe,” Aiba instructs. “And focus on my other hand,” he adds with an audible grin.
“Okay, okay, okay,” Sho repeats, trying to adjust.
It doesn’t hurt, really, but it feels strange. Aiba’s giggling isn’t really helping, either.
“Stop laughing,” Sho demands, frustrated.
Aiba complies, sucking on the tip of Sho’s cock, and Sho suddenly doesn’t mind the intrusion so much, even when Aiba adds a second finger.
“Fuck, that’s, that’s…” Sho stammers.
Aiba shakes his wrist so that his fingers vibrate inside Sho, and Sho’s done that to Aiba before, and this is what it feels like. Aiba searches and searches, and when Sho suddenly gasps and grabs Aiba’s shoulder, he can’t help but pull back to smile.
“Told you,” Aiba sings.
“Fuck!”
“Please teach me more English,” Aiba says, grinning.
“I love you.”
“I know that one already!”
“Put it in me, now.”
Aiba’s hesitates for only a second, his stunned expression quickly turning wicked.
“Ask nicely.”
Sho grits his teeth and shakes his head. Aiba adds a third finger and Sho shudders, sweat gathering under his back. His mind wants to fight but his body is resolute.
“Pretty please,” Sho growls. “With sugar on top.”
“Yeah,” Aiba laughs. “You’re welcome.”
Re: 2/2
Date: 2008-10-18 02:22 am (UTC)I know I've already told you today that I love you but.. I LOVE YOU!
That was... so much more than I expected and so FREAKING GOOD!!
And I love love LOVE that you worked in the Aiba Engrish. I nearly laughed out loud at the "Please teach me more english!" "I love you" "I already know that one!"
**showers you with a ba-jillion rainbow hearts** Yeah... You're welcome.
Re: 2/2
Date: 2008-10-18 06:56 pm (UTC)