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May. 28th, 2006 01:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaSo much for daily drabbles ~sighs~ Must must must do them.
Title: Brown Haired Boys
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Yummi, KajiMizu
Summary: Mizuki is waiting for a birthday present from one special person...
Mizuki twirled a lock of hair around his finger as he stared down with a pout at the small pile of presents he had gotten from people for his birthday. None of them were from Yuuta-kun however. Mizuki had even gotten a call from Kajimoto Takahisa from Jyousei Shounan. But Yuuta-kun? Nothing. Kicking the end of his bed Mizuki huffed. Stupid Yuuta-kun. He piled the boxes up on his desk and changed into his newest nighty, a gift from his older sister. It was purple, with a fringe of lace on the bottom and it was silky. Mizuki liked that best of all. Climbing under his covers he switched off his bedside lamp and snuggled down, closing his eyes. Stupid Yuuta-kun, Mizuki had better not dream about him or Mizuki’d be sure Akazawa ordered extra laps at practice.
Mizuki moaned as he started moving into the realm of wakefulness. It had been his favorite type of dream where the world realized his greatness, and Fuji Syuusuke was tossed to the wayside and Yuuta-kun got down on his knees and *really* did some worshiping. He groaned, he could still feel dream!Yuuta’s mouth wrapped around his cock. Wait.... there was a mouth on his cock. Mizuki blinked, wide eyes glancing down, his view was obstructed by his blankets, tossing them aside he fumbled for the desk lamp, turning it on and staring in surprise at the brown haired boy who’s head was buried in his crotch. Sparkling mischievous eyes shown up at him before the head bobbed down on his cock, engulfing it in wet heat and suction. Mizuki found himself orgasming, already close from the erotic dream and who knows how . He gasped as the brown haired man pulled off and his cum splattered over his stomach.
“Hajime-chan.” The other purred lowly and Mizuki found the other planting a kiss on his lips. “Happy birthday.” He smirked.
“Thank you.” Mizuki smiled back. “Kajimoto-san.” Kajimoto kissed his lips again, slowly, softly.
“Haven’t I told you to call me Takahisa?” He stroked Mizuki’s hair. “I noticed that Fuji’s little brother didn’t get you a present.” Mizuki frowned, but nuzzled the others hand.
“His name is Yuuta, and I’m sure he just forgot, it’s not like I made a big deal about my birthday.” Mizuki sighed, relaxing into the petting. Kajimoto frowned, he knew that Mizuki’s birthday was important to him and had no doubt that the other had been dropping subtle (as subtle as his Twisty-tan could be) hints for a while. Mizuki nuzzled his leg and blinked. “Do you want to...?” Kajimoto smirked at the cute uke blush that bloomed on his love’s cheeks.
“Always.” He growled, straddling Mizuki’s body.
Outside the door Yuuta let his fist drop to his side, looking at the purple wrapped box in his hands. Noting that it would slip under Mizuki’s door and the two inside were rather too occupied to do so Yuuta shoved it inside. He made sure to rip off the little card reading ‘Happy Birthday Mizuki-san’, with a smiling chibi-tennis player. It was childish anyway, Mizuki-san would probably hate the notebook too.
Title: Brown Haired Boys
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Yummi, KajiMizu
Summary: Mizuki is waiting for a birthday present from one special person...
Mizuki twirled a lock of hair around his finger as he stared down with a pout at the small pile of presents he had gotten from people for his birthday. None of them were from Yuuta-kun however. Mizuki had even gotten a call from Kajimoto Takahisa from Jyousei Shounan. But Yuuta-kun? Nothing. Kicking the end of his bed Mizuki huffed. Stupid Yuuta-kun. He piled the boxes up on his desk and changed into his newest nighty, a gift from his older sister. It was purple, with a fringe of lace on the bottom and it was silky. Mizuki liked that best of all. Climbing under his covers he switched off his bedside lamp and snuggled down, closing his eyes. Stupid Yuuta-kun, Mizuki had better not dream about him or Mizuki’d be sure Akazawa ordered extra laps at practice.
Mizuki moaned as he started moving into the realm of wakefulness. It had been his favorite type of dream where the world realized his greatness, and Fuji Syuusuke was tossed to the wayside and Yuuta-kun got down on his knees and *really* did some worshiping. He groaned, he could still feel dream!Yuuta’s mouth wrapped around his cock. Wait.... there was a mouth on his cock. Mizuki blinked, wide eyes glancing down, his view was obstructed by his blankets, tossing them aside he fumbled for the desk lamp, turning it on and staring in surprise at the brown haired boy who’s head was buried in his crotch. Sparkling mischievous eyes shown up at him before the head bobbed down on his cock, engulfing it in wet heat and suction. Mizuki found himself orgasming, already close from the erotic dream and who knows how . He gasped as the brown haired man pulled off and his cum splattered over his stomach.
“Hajime-chan.” The other purred lowly and Mizuki found the other planting a kiss on his lips. “Happy birthday.” He smirked.
“Thank you.” Mizuki smiled back. “Kajimoto-san.” Kajimoto kissed his lips again, slowly, softly.
“Haven’t I told you to call me Takahisa?” He stroked Mizuki’s hair. “I noticed that Fuji’s little brother didn’t get you a present.” Mizuki frowned, but nuzzled the others hand.
“His name is Yuuta, and I’m sure he just forgot, it’s not like I made a big deal about my birthday.” Mizuki sighed, relaxing into the petting. Kajimoto frowned, he knew that Mizuki’s birthday was important to him and had no doubt that the other had been dropping subtle (as subtle as his Twisty-tan could be) hints for a while. Mizuki nuzzled his leg and blinked. “Do you want to...?” Kajimoto smirked at the cute uke blush that bloomed on his love’s cheeks.
“Always.” He growled, straddling Mizuki’s body.
Outside the door Yuuta let his fist drop to his side, looking at the purple wrapped box in his hands. Noting that it would slip under Mizuki’s door and the two inside were rather too occupied to do so Yuuta shoved it inside. He made sure to rip off the little card reading ‘Happy Birthday Mizuki-san’, with a smiling chibi-tennis player. It was childish anyway, Mizuki-san would probably hate the notebook too.
