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Nov. 24th, 2007 02:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8cha“Mmm.” Saeki rolled over, wrapping his arm around Davide’s chest. “That was nice.”
“Nice?” Bane lifted himself up, glowering at Saeki. “Just nice? I’m offended. And so is Ittchan. Aren’t you Ittchan?”
Itsuki squeaked from his spot on the other side of Saeki. “Why?”
Bane rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his well defined and hickey covered chest. “Because Saeki says we were ‘just nice’.”
“I didn’t say ‘just’ nice.” Saeki defended himself, nuzzling Davide’s neck. “Hey, Davide, not going to speak up?”
“Mmmmm. Mmm. Mmmm.” Davide muttered, shaking his head. Saeki checked his pupils, smirking a bit when he realized that Davide was just well and truly sated.
“See, Davide thinks it was nice too.”
“That’s probably more sex then Davide’s ever had.” Bane muttered, his arms unwinding and one hand making it’s way to linger on Davide’s hip. “I hope you noticed he was a little on the virginal side.”
“Not a virgin.” Davide muttered. “Gave Itsuki my cherry pie.”
Saeki and Bane blinked, taking a few seconds to figure out what Davide meant. “…I think that means Itsuki popped his cherry.” Saeki snagged Itsuki before the other man could rush to the bathroom, pulling Itsuki over to the spot next to Davide Saeki grinned. “Interesting.”
“Are you going to tell us who popped your cherry then Saeki?” Bane questioned, mock innocently. His wandering hand had now made it’s way to Saeki’s hip as well.
“Fuji Syuusuke, of course.” Saeki stated with a snort. “I wouldn’t chose anyone less than the best.”
Bane raised an eyebrow. “Saying we’re less than the best?”
“Be all that you can be.” Davide muttered, dragging Itsuki close and nuzzling into his back. Itsuki snorted, a choo-choo sound emanating from his nose.
“What about you Ittchan?” Saeki questioned, stroking a finger down Itsuki’s exposed chest. “You lose it to Davide?”
Itsuki mumbled something, causing Bane to lean closer to hear. Coincidentally Bane also ground his hips against Davide’s ass.
“What was that?”
“Why do you want to know?” Itsuki whined, pressing back up against Davide and noticing that while Davide’s mind might not be all there, one part of him was wide awake.
“Because it’s interesting.” Saeki stated, pressing himself up against Itsuki’s front and reaching all the way over to pinch Bane’s side. “C’mon, tell us or we’ll just coerce it out of you.”
Itsuki let out a long whistle of semi-frustration, semi-surrender. “Chitose Senri.”
“…” Bane stopped his grinding, raising an eyebrow. “The hippy?”
Davide blinked, his mind catching that something important was being discussed, but unable to understand just what. He found it especially hard to focus with Itsuki’s ass pressed against his front, and Bane’s crotch pressed against his ass.
“He’s a nice guy…” Itsuki mumbled, blushing and snorting like a tea kettle.
“I’m nice too.” Saeki stated confidently, stealing a kiss.
“Nice and accurate.” Davide muttered, turning his head and letting Bane kiss him to shut him up. He was glad, because he hadn’t figured out the punch line of the pun.
“Nice?” Bane lifted himself up, glowering at Saeki. “Just nice? I’m offended. And so is Ittchan. Aren’t you Ittchan?”
Itsuki squeaked from his spot on the other side of Saeki. “Why?”
Bane rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his well defined and hickey covered chest. “Because Saeki says we were ‘just nice’.”
“I didn’t say ‘just’ nice.” Saeki defended himself, nuzzling Davide’s neck. “Hey, Davide, not going to speak up?”
“Mmmmm. Mmm. Mmmm.” Davide muttered, shaking his head. Saeki checked his pupils, smirking a bit when he realized that Davide was just well and truly sated.
“See, Davide thinks it was nice too.”
“That’s probably more sex then Davide’s ever had.” Bane muttered, his arms unwinding and one hand making it’s way to linger on Davide’s hip. “I hope you noticed he was a little on the virginal side.”
“Not a virgin.” Davide muttered. “Gave Itsuki my cherry pie.”
Saeki and Bane blinked, taking a few seconds to figure out what Davide meant. “…I think that means Itsuki popped his cherry.” Saeki snagged Itsuki before the other man could rush to the bathroom, pulling Itsuki over to the spot next to Davide Saeki grinned. “Interesting.”
“Are you going to tell us who popped your cherry then Saeki?” Bane questioned, mock innocently. His wandering hand had now made it’s way to Saeki’s hip as well.
“Fuji Syuusuke, of course.” Saeki stated with a snort. “I wouldn’t chose anyone less than the best.”
Bane raised an eyebrow. “Saying we’re less than the best?”
“Be all that you can be.” Davide muttered, dragging Itsuki close and nuzzling into his back. Itsuki snorted, a choo-choo sound emanating from his nose.
“What about you Ittchan?” Saeki questioned, stroking a finger down Itsuki’s exposed chest. “You lose it to Davide?”
Itsuki mumbled something, causing Bane to lean closer to hear. Coincidentally Bane also ground his hips against Davide’s ass.
“What was that?”
“Why do you want to know?” Itsuki whined, pressing back up against Davide and noticing that while Davide’s mind might not be all there, one part of him was wide awake.
“Because it’s interesting.” Saeki stated, pressing himself up against Itsuki’s front and reaching all the way over to pinch Bane’s side. “C’mon, tell us or we’ll just coerce it out of you.”
Itsuki let out a long whistle of semi-frustration, semi-surrender. “Chitose Senri.”
“…” Bane stopped his grinding, raising an eyebrow. “The hippy?”
Davide blinked, his mind catching that something important was being discussed, but unable to understand just what. He found it especially hard to focus with Itsuki’s ass pressed against his front, and Bane’s crotch pressed against his ass.
“He’s a nice guy…” Itsuki mumbled, blushing and snorting like a tea kettle.
“I’m nice too.” Saeki stated confidently, stealing a kiss.
“Nice and accurate.” Davide muttered, turning his head and letting Bane kiss him to shut him up. He was glad, because he hadn’t figured out the punch line of the pun.
