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izumichan31) wrote2010-09-19 01:12 pm
izumichan31) wrote2010-09-19 01:12 pm
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Prince of Tennis: Random Pairing #1
TITLE: Pairing #1
LENGTH: exactly 1000 words
FANDOM: Prince of Tennis
PAIRING: Ohtori Choutarou/Akutsu Jin
RATING: NC17
SUMMARY: Choutarou has a way of calming Akutsu down.
NOTES: Some possible slight OOCness maybe. I dunno... I'm insane... =.= This should not have been done... This started because I wanted to see how many choutarou pairings i could write...I quickly killed that idea after writing this... (Moving here from old journal)
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.
“You're an idiot.” Akutsu grumbled, tossing the newly broken cellphone onto the couch next to Choutarou.
Choutarou winced and frowned slightly. “I'm not an idiot, you're the one who broke it...” No he wasn't calling his lover an idiot but, in all honesty, he hadn't told Akutsu to throw the small mobile device at him. He hadn't done anything for it to be thrown at him in the first place. Sometimes he wondered why he was even with the older male.
“Che, whatever...” Akutsu grumbled pulling out a cigarette. He plopped himself down in a chair.
He shook his head as his lover put the cigarette between his lips and lit it. When would the other male get it that smoking wasn't good for you? He'd mentioned it plenty of times but, each time he'd been told to shut up. Sighing, he knew it was going to be one of those times again. Choutarou stood and moved over to where Akutsu was sitting.
“How many times do I have to say that's bad for you?” he asked as he slowly pulled the cancerous stick out of the older male's mouth and put it out in the ash tray.
“And how many times do I have to tell you...” Akutsu never got to finish his sentence. Choutarou's mouth pressed firmly against his to stop all forms of possible protest. He grimaced slightly at the taste of the tobacco as the other male's tongue found its way into his mouth.
This was the best way he knew how to get what he wanted out of his boyfriend. It was dirty yes but, it was more effective than arguing about it. “I'll get it fixed.” Choutarou said pulling back slightly from the kiss. He leaned back down pressing another kiss to Akutsu's mouth.
A pair of hands gripped his hips and pulled him slightly onto the older teen's lap. It was a bit awkward. The chair really wasn't meant for the both of them to be in. Choutarou let a small whimper escape when Akutsu pulled out of the kiss and moved to his throat.
His hands moved down to the hem of Akutsu's shirt and under it. He ran his hands over the other's chest and pulled the shirt up and off of his lover as he was pulled more firmly against the other. He gasped at the feel of Akutsu's clothed erection meeting his own. They needed to get off of the chair.
“Wait...” He pulled back a bit. “We've got to move. This chair was not meant for this...”
Akutsu growled and nodded into the direction of the couch. “Over there then.” He ground his hips into Choutarou's.
“Ah...” Choutarou shook his head. “...that's... not meant for this either.” None the less he got off the other male's lap and moved towards couch.
“Better than the damn chair.” Akutsu said following him. He sat down and pulled Choutarou back onto his lap. He started on the buttons on the younger male's shirt..
Choutarou let the shirt slide down his shoulders as it opened. He carefully pushed Akutsu down onto the couch. Bringing his hands down, he worked open the button on his lover's pants before pulling down the zipper, teasing slightly and getting a swat on the head from Akutsu. Choutarou smiled once he got the zipper all the way down. No underwear. He should have known.
Akutsu let out a groan as Choutarou's finger's wrapped around his hard length and stroked. He reached under the couch cushion and fished out the tube of lube and tossed it at the younger boy's head.
“Just fucking hurry up.” He growled.
Choutarou almost had the thought to actually slow down as the tube hit him in the head. But no, Akutsu would probably kill him if he did. He moved to run his tongue along his boyfriend's erection before taking it into his mouth.
As he sucked, he opened the tube of lube and spread it over his fingers. It made him smile. To think that he was the first and last person who'd probably get to have Akutsu like this. Slowly, he began to press his fingers into the other male, carefully preparing him. A few moments later there was a tugging at his hair and Akutsu was pulling him up and into another kiss. Choutarou knew without being told, to finish undressing.
When he finished, he rejoined his lover and spread lube over his length. He positioned himself at Akutsu's entrance before carefully thrusting in with a small moan. Choutarou was pleased with the groan that he got out of his boyfriend as he slid in and immediately set his pace for his thrust. Akutsu hated it when he tried to be gentle. He leaned down to nipped lightly at the other's throat.
“Fuck,” Akutsu groaned. He moved his hand down and wrapped it around his cock, stroking with Choutarou's thrust.
They both weren't going to last much longer. Choutarou knew it. He increased the pace of his thrust and angled them just right. The moans he got out of his boyfriend were just enough to send him over, spilling his seed into the other, moaning his name. Akutsu followed a moment later biting his lip to stifle any sounds that he might have making.
Choutarou lied there for a moment before pulling out. He went to press a small onto the side of Akutsu's mouth before Akutsu turned his head away. Well, that threw all possibilities of any snuggling away. He pouted slightly and sat up, noticing the broken cellphone lying on the floor. He picked it up and stared at it for a moment before looking at Akutsu.
“You know Akutsu-san, I might actually be able to get this fixed.” He said.
“Screw it. I'll just buy another one.” Akutsu told him. “You don't have to do anything.”
Choutarou smiled. “Alright.”
LENGTH: exactly 1000 words
FANDOM: Prince of Tennis
PAIRING: Ohtori Choutarou/Akutsu Jin
RATING: NC17
SUMMARY: Choutarou has a way of calming Akutsu down.
NOTES: Some possible slight OOCness maybe. I dunno... I'm insane... =.= This should not have been done... This started because I wanted to see how many choutarou pairings i could write...I quickly killed that idea after writing this... (Moving here from old journal)
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.
“You're an idiot.” Akutsu grumbled, tossing the newly broken cellphone onto the couch next to Choutarou.
Choutarou winced and frowned slightly. “I'm not an idiot, you're the one who broke it...” No he wasn't calling his lover an idiot but, in all honesty, he hadn't told Akutsu to throw the small mobile device at him. He hadn't done anything for it to be thrown at him in the first place. Sometimes he wondered why he was even with the older male.
“Che, whatever...” Akutsu grumbled pulling out a cigarette. He plopped himself down in a chair.
He shook his head as his lover put the cigarette between his lips and lit it. When would the other male get it that smoking wasn't good for you? He'd mentioned it plenty of times but, each time he'd been told to shut up. Sighing, he knew it was going to be one of those times again. Choutarou stood and moved over to where Akutsu was sitting.
“How many times do I have to say that's bad for you?” he asked as he slowly pulled the cancerous stick out of the older male's mouth and put it out in the ash tray.
“And how many times do I have to tell you...” Akutsu never got to finish his sentence. Choutarou's mouth pressed firmly against his to stop all forms of possible protest. He grimaced slightly at the taste of the tobacco as the other male's tongue found its way into his mouth.
This was the best way he knew how to get what he wanted out of his boyfriend. It was dirty yes but, it was more effective than arguing about it. “I'll get it fixed.” Choutarou said pulling back slightly from the kiss. He leaned back down pressing another kiss to Akutsu's mouth.
A pair of hands gripped his hips and pulled him slightly onto the older teen's lap. It was a bit awkward. The chair really wasn't meant for the both of them to be in. Choutarou let a small whimper escape when Akutsu pulled out of the kiss and moved to his throat.
His hands moved down to the hem of Akutsu's shirt and under it. He ran his hands over the other's chest and pulled the shirt up and off of his lover as he was pulled more firmly against the other. He gasped at the feel of Akutsu's clothed erection meeting his own. They needed to get off of the chair.
“Wait...” He pulled back a bit. “We've got to move. This chair was not meant for this...”
Akutsu growled and nodded into the direction of the couch. “Over there then.” He ground his hips into Choutarou's.
“Ah...” Choutarou shook his head. “...that's... not meant for this either.” None the less he got off the other male's lap and moved towards couch.
“Better than the damn chair.” Akutsu said following him. He sat down and pulled Choutarou back onto his lap. He started on the buttons on the younger male's shirt..
Choutarou let the shirt slide down his shoulders as it opened. He carefully pushed Akutsu down onto the couch. Bringing his hands down, he worked open the button on his lover's pants before pulling down the zipper, teasing slightly and getting a swat on the head from Akutsu. Choutarou smiled once he got the zipper all the way down. No underwear. He should have known.
Akutsu let out a groan as Choutarou's finger's wrapped around his hard length and stroked. He reached under the couch cushion and fished out the tube of lube and tossed it at the younger boy's head.
“Just fucking hurry up.” He growled.
Choutarou almost had the thought to actually slow down as the tube hit him in the head. But no, Akutsu would probably kill him if he did. He moved to run his tongue along his boyfriend's erection before taking it into his mouth.
As he sucked, he opened the tube of lube and spread it over his fingers. It made him smile. To think that he was the first and last person who'd probably get to have Akutsu like this. Slowly, he began to press his fingers into the other male, carefully preparing him. A few moments later there was a tugging at his hair and Akutsu was pulling him up and into another kiss. Choutarou knew without being told, to finish undressing.
When he finished, he rejoined his lover and spread lube over his length. He positioned himself at Akutsu's entrance before carefully thrusting in with a small moan. Choutarou was pleased with the groan that he got out of his boyfriend as he slid in and immediately set his pace for his thrust. Akutsu hated it when he tried to be gentle. He leaned down to nipped lightly at the other's throat.
“Fuck,” Akutsu groaned. He moved his hand down and wrapped it around his cock, stroking with Choutarou's thrust.
They both weren't going to last much longer. Choutarou knew it. He increased the pace of his thrust and angled them just right. The moans he got out of his boyfriend were just enough to send him over, spilling his seed into the other, moaning his name. Akutsu followed a moment later biting his lip to stifle any sounds that he might have making.
Choutarou lied there for a moment before pulling out. He went to press a small onto the side of Akutsu's mouth before Akutsu turned his head away. Well, that threw all possibilities of any snuggling away. He pouted slightly and sat up, noticing the broken cellphone lying on the floor. He picked it up and stared at it for a moment before looking at Akutsu.
“You know Akutsu-san, I might actually be able to get this fixed.” He said.
“Screw it. I'll just buy another one.” Akutsu told him. “You don't have to do anything.”
Choutarou smiled. “Alright.”