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May. 16th, 2007 11:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaTitle: MasturBunny
Author: K8
Rating: R
Pairing: Shiraishi/Chitose, hints of Chiquita
Summary: Half naked Chitose, a horny and mostly naked Shiraishi, add one beleaguered bunny puppet and stroke well.
Nudity around Shiraishi, Chitose had decided, was a definite no-no.
It inspired a lot of Fun (with a capital F yes) but Chitose had made a vow of chastity. Chitose wasn't going to have any sex, and was going to avoid jerking off, until he next saw Kippei and could pound Kippei's skinny, sorry, ass into a wall. Chitose had already broken the vow about not jerking off no less then three times (that week) and had slept with Shiraishi once before. While it had been enjoyable (meaning Chitose had been wrung out and left lifelessly staring at the cracked ceiling over Shiraishi's bed) Chitose had a vow.
His vow, however, didn't take into account that he had forgotten his umbrella at home and the rain was coming down in sheets. Shiraishi had managed to wrangle Chitose into agreeing to come to his house, which was closer, to get dry clothes and wait out the rain or get a ride. Chitose had called Miyuki, who already had plans, and followed Shiraishi home. The rain had soaked into their clothes and by the time they made it to Shiraishi's even Chitose's underwear was beginning to feel damp.
"Strip." Shiraishi ordered after he had locked the door behind them. "You're not dripping over my mom's floor." Shiraishi himself was also stripping down and Chitose chose to stare at the wall while he stripped instead of looking at Shiraishi's nearly see through briefs. Kippei's briefs looked like that after rain too, or after Chitose had pushed him into the shower while they were still partially clothed and.
"I'm taking a shower first!" Shiraishi called and Chitose blinked, turned on and standing in the entrance way to someone else's house. "Wait in my room okay?"
Chitose stripped down to his under shirt and undies and wandered up to where he knew Shiraishi's room was. The bathroom door was cracked but Chitose ignored the obvious invitation and continued on. He was not jumping his captain.
Shiraishi's room as was meticulously clean as always. Shiraishi played perfect tennis, had a perfect attendance record, and a perfectly clean room. The only thing not perfect about Shiraishi's life was Shiraishi himself. Chitose noticed a bit of pink felt peeking out from under the bed and his lips twitched. A stuffed animal? Bending over (which Chitose knew he should never do when in the house with a captain. Tennis captain's had an instinctual urge to smack any ass presented to them) Chitose reached under Shiraishi's bed and picked up the felt. Straightening he turned it over in his hands, a bunny puppet?
"Find something?" Shiraishi strolled by Chitose as he toweled his hair dry. He was wearing only his wet underwear and his skin was still damp.
"Yeah." Chitose waved the rabbit in front of Shiraishi's nose and the other teen snatched it away. "That a security blanket?" Chitose asked with a grin as Shiraishi slid it onto his bandaged hand (he must have redone the bandages in the bathroom) and preformed a few motions with the bunny's puppet arms.
"Naw, it's my cock puppet." Shiraishi grinned at him and Chitose blinked as his brain stuttered, and then stopped working all together.
"Cock puppet?" Chitose questioned, and Shiraishi snickered before pushing Chitose back on the bed.
"The bandages chafe." Shiraishi's response was amused and his uncovered hand was working on peeling Chitose's shirt away from his chest. "Plus it feels nice." And there went Chitose's boxers. "Lemme show you."
In retrospect, the puppet really was quite soft.
His vow, however, didn't take into account that he had forgotten his umbrella at home and the rain was coming down in sheets. Shiraishi had managed to wrangle Chitose into agreeing to come to his house, which was closer, to get dry clothes and wait out the rain or get a ride. Chitose had called Miyuki, who already had plans, and followed Shiraishi home. The rain had soaked into their clothes and by the time they made it to Shiraishi's even Chitose's underwear was beginning to feel damp.
"Strip." Shiraishi ordered after he had locked the door behind them. "You're not dripping over my mom's floor." Shiraishi himself was also stripping down and Chitose chose to stare at the wall while he stripped instead of looking at Shiraishi's nearly see through briefs. Kippei's briefs looked like that after rain too, or after Chitose had pushed him into the shower while they were still partially clothed and.
"I'm taking a shower first!" Shiraishi called and Chitose blinked, turned on and standing in the entrance way to someone else's house. "Wait in my room okay?"
Chitose stripped down to his under shirt and undies and wandered up to where he knew Shiraishi's room was. The bathroom door was cracked but Chitose ignored the obvious invitation and continued on. He was not jumping his captain.
Shiraishi's room as was meticulously clean as always. Shiraishi played perfect tennis, had a perfect attendance record, and a perfectly clean room. The only thing not perfect about Shiraishi's life was Shiraishi himself. Chitose noticed a bit of pink felt peeking out from under the bed and his lips twitched. A stuffed animal? Bending over (which Chitose knew he should never do when in the house with a captain. Tennis captain's had an instinctual urge to smack any ass presented to them) Chitose reached under Shiraishi's bed and picked up the felt. Straightening he turned it over in his hands, a bunny puppet?
"Find something?" Shiraishi strolled by Chitose as he toweled his hair dry. He was wearing only his wet underwear and his skin was still damp.
"Yeah." Chitose waved the rabbit in front of Shiraishi's nose and the other teen snatched it away. "That a security blanket?" Chitose asked with a grin as Shiraishi slid it onto his bandaged hand (he must have redone the bandages in the bathroom) and preformed a few motions with the bunny's puppet arms.
"Naw, it's my cock puppet." Shiraishi grinned at him and Chitose blinked as his brain stuttered, and then stopped working all together.
"Cock puppet?" Chitose questioned, and Shiraishi snickered before pushing Chitose back on the bed.
"The bandages chafe." Shiraishi's response was amused and his uncovered hand was working on peeling Chitose's shirt away from his chest. "Plus it feels nice." And there went Chitose's boxers. "Lemme show you."
In retrospect, the puppet really was quite soft.
