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May. 4th, 2008 04:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaYukimura stood at the foot of the bed his eyes sliding over Yanagi’s naked figure.
Yukimura thought that things like this should really be done under the muted flickering glow of ten or twenty candles. Low level fluorescent lighting just did not do Yanagi’s naked form justice. Sanada, however, had barred candles from the bedroom after one of them had scorched the floor and nearly set fire to the carpet. Yukimura was working on getting him to relent, but it might take a few more weeks and Yukimura had wanted to do this to Yanagi now.
“Seiichi, I know you’re there.” Yanagi’s tone was bland, only the barest hint of amusement flavoring his words. “Is the waiting supposed to make me squirm?”
Yukimura crawled onto the bed. “You’re not supposed to squirm, that’s why I tied you down Renji.”
“Mm.” Yanagi twisted his wrists against the silk ropes, tugging at them for show. “I know.”
Yukimura hovered over Yanagi, the loose cotton cloth of his pants brushing against Yanagi’s thighs. Yanagi’s small shiver made Yukimura’s smile widen. “Excited?”
“The answer to that question is obvious.” Yukimura leaned forward and brushed his lips over the blindfold. “And blindfolding me was pointless, Seiichi.”
“Mmm.” Yukimura bit down on the end of the blindfold and tugged on it. “That’s what you think.” Sliding his hands over Yanagi’s chest Yukimura pressed down. Not hard, just enough weight that Yanagi felt pressure when he tried to breath.
“Seiichi.”
“Shh.” Yukimura tugged at the blindfold to loosen the knot, slipping it down Yanagi’s nose and to his throat. “You’ll like this.”
“Seiichi, I know you’re there.” Yanagi’s tone was bland, only the barest hint of amusement flavoring his words. “Is the waiting supposed to make me squirm?”
Yukimura crawled onto the bed. “You’re not supposed to squirm, that’s why I tied you down Renji.”
“Mm.” Yanagi twisted his wrists against the silk ropes, tugging at them for show. “I know.”
Yukimura hovered over Yanagi, the loose cotton cloth of his pants brushing against Yanagi’s thighs. Yanagi’s small shiver made Yukimura’s smile widen. “Excited?”
“The answer to that question is obvious.” Yukimura leaned forward and brushed his lips over the blindfold. “And blindfolding me was pointless, Seiichi.”
“Mmm.” Yukimura bit down on the end of the blindfold and tugged on it. “That’s what you think.” Sliding his hands over Yanagi’s chest Yukimura pressed down. Not hard, just enough weight that Yanagi felt pressure when he tried to breath.
“Seiichi.”
“Shh.” Yukimura tugged at the blindfold to loosen the knot, slipping it down Yanagi’s nose and to his throat. “You’ll like this.”
