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Dec. 25th, 2008 12:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8cha"Fujiwara." Yonekuni has Shirou pressed to his bed now, the party has been over for long enough for hours, and Yonekuni couldn't sleep. That damn question, 'how many times have you slept with me', just kept repeating over and over in his head. He wanted to know, but more than that, Yonekuni wanted to wipe Fujiwara's memories of those times away. Yonekuni was jealous of himself, and it sucked.
"Ma-Madarame?" Fujiwara blinked, still half asleep and obviously confused. Shirou started to reach for his glasses, but Yonekuni caught Fujiwara's hand and lifted it above Fujiwara's head. "What are you-"
"Shut up prez." Yonekuni pressed his lips to Shirou's, enjoying the soft, slightly rough feeling of them. Fujiwara's breath hitched, his chest jumping and bumping up against Yonekuni's. "You talk too much."
Yonekuni licked Fujiwara's dry lips, and kissed him again. The taste… the texture… it was all so familiar, and that was frustrating. Yonekuni let go of Fujiwara's hand and slid his hands under Shirou's pajama top instead.
"Yo-Yonekuni!"
"Ma-Madarame?" Fujiwara blinked, still half asleep and obviously confused. Shirou started to reach for his glasses, but Yonekuni caught Fujiwara's hand and lifted it above Fujiwara's head. "What are you-"
"Shut up prez." Yonekuni pressed his lips to Shirou's, enjoying the soft, slightly rough feeling of them. Fujiwara's breath hitched, his chest jumping and bumping up against Yonekuni's. "You talk too much."
Yonekuni licked Fujiwara's dry lips, and kissed him again. The taste… the texture… it was all so familiar, and that was frustrating. Yonekuni let go of Fujiwara's hand and slid his hands under Shirou's pajama top instead.
"Yo-Yonekuni!"
