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Sep. 6th, 2007 02:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaSengoku lays on the rooftop, one arm covering his face and blocking out the sun, in his other hand he’s holding his cell phone. He’s got his headphones plugged into his cellphone, but he’s not wearing his headphones, they’re set to the side beside his head. The music blasts out loudly though not loudly enough to obscure the distinctive crunching noise of Akutsu stalking over to stand right beside his head. “Hey.”
Akutsu doesn’t make a sound and Sengoku moves his arm and squints up at Akutsu’s looming figure. “You’re talkative today.” Groaning slightly Sengoku drags him self into a sitting position. Akutsu’s still standing above him, glowering, and Sengoku realizes that he hasn’t done anything to clean the taste of Minami’s come out of his mouth. The fact that he hasn’t even popped a breath mint makes Sengoku grimace, he’s never forgotten to do that, not even after blowing someone and pretending it was Akutsu.
“So, was it good?” Akutsu asks.
“Was what good?” Sengoku turns his phone off and tucks it into his uniform shirt, or he starts to before he realizes he left it in the closet where he blew Minami. Then he realizes that Akutsu’s holding it in his left hand. “Oh. Hey…” Akutsu tosses the jacket into Sengoku’s face.
“Fuck, you’re a pain in the ass.” Sengoku grumbled, shrugging into his jacket. As soon as he had put it on Akutsu was lifting him up by it.
“Why don’t I be a pain in your ass.” Akutsu snarled, and the chain link fence rattles when Sengoku’s pressed against it. Sengoku glances behind him and wonders if the fence will hold him.
“What do you mean?” Sengoku questions, jerking angrily against Akutsu’s hold. Either he’s going to get really lucky, or this is his unlucky day. Akutsu’s breath is hot on Sengoku’s ear.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to look at another dick for weeks."
Akutsu doesn’t make a sound and Sengoku moves his arm and squints up at Akutsu’s looming figure. “You’re talkative today.” Groaning slightly Sengoku drags him self into a sitting position. Akutsu’s still standing above him, glowering, and Sengoku realizes that he hasn’t done anything to clean the taste of Minami’s come out of his mouth. The fact that he hasn’t even popped a breath mint makes Sengoku grimace, he’s never forgotten to do that, not even after blowing someone and pretending it was Akutsu.
“So, was it good?” Akutsu asks.
“Was what good?” Sengoku turns his phone off and tucks it into his uniform shirt, or he starts to before he realizes he left it in the closet where he blew Minami. Then he realizes that Akutsu’s holding it in his left hand. “Oh. Hey…” Akutsu tosses the jacket into Sengoku’s face.
“Fuck, you’re a pain in the ass.” Sengoku grumbled, shrugging into his jacket. As soon as he had put it on Akutsu was lifting him up by it.
“Why don’t I be a pain in your ass.” Akutsu snarled, and the chain link fence rattles when Sengoku’s pressed against it. Sengoku glances behind him and wonders if the fence will hold him.
“What do you mean?” Sengoku questions, jerking angrily against Akutsu’s hold. Either he’s going to get really lucky, or this is his unlucky day. Akutsu’s breath is hot on Sengoku’s ear.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to look at another dick for weeks."
