bit of sanayu fluff
May. 14th, 2007 08:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8cha"Your calligraphy is beautiful." Yukimura murmurs, he is holding Sanada's book of haiku's and skimming the pages while he reclines naked on Sanada's futon.
"Thank you." Sanada pulls on a pair of clean boxers before rubbing his hair dry with a towel. His chest still glistens with moisture from the shower and Yukimura licks his lips when he glances at Sanada. Sanada's pale brown nipples are hard nubs and Yukimura can see goose pimples pop up on Sanada's skin as he moves in front of the fan. Sanada turns the fan off, the plastic blades whirring to a stop inside it's white frame. Pulling the string to close his curtains Sanada then slides back onto the bed. Yukimura closes Sanada's wire bound notebook and sets it on the other's desk before moving to press himself against Sanada's side.
"You should shower." Sanada says gruffly, but he obligingly wraps his arms around Yukimura's shoulders and pulls him close.
"I'll shower later." Yukimura sighs. He rests his head on the crook of Sanada's neck and shoulder, his lips fluttering over Sanada's damp skin.
"Thank you." Sanada pulls on a pair of clean boxers before rubbing his hair dry with a towel. His chest still glistens with moisture from the shower and Yukimura licks his lips when he glances at Sanada. Sanada's pale brown nipples are hard nubs and Yukimura can see goose pimples pop up on Sanada's skin as he moves in front of the fan. Sanada turns the fan off, the plastic blades whirring to a stop inside it's white frame. Pulling the string to close his curtains Sanada then slides back onto the bed. Yukimura closes Sanada's wire bound notebook and sets it on the other's desk before moving to press himself against Sanada's side.
"You should shower." Sanada says gruffly, but he obligingly wraps his arms around Yukimura's shoulders and pulls him close.
"I'll shower later." Yukimura sighs. He rests his head on the crook of Sanada's neck and shoulder, his lips fluttering over Sanada's damp skin.
