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May. 12th, 2009 08:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaSengoku lifted his arms in the air, then bent them so that his hands rested on the back of his neck, his elbows flapping in the air like fleshy antennae. Sengoku liked to think that his elbows had magical powers that would unerringly lead him towards what he was seeking. At the moment though, Sengoku didn't need his elbows to find what he wanted. What Sengoku was looking for was standing right in front of him, looking back.
"Kiriharaaaaaaaa~" Sengoku drawled, dropping his arms to his sides and sauntering over to the curly haired psychic. Rikkai moon base was the home of some of the hardest hitting psychics around, and Sengoku's favorite wasn't a light weight. Several people gave Sengoku disgusted looks and scooted away, and Sengoku tamped down on sexual thoughts and remembrances of Kirihara. Right, showing everyone what Kirihara looked like when riding hi-
"Sengoku!" Kirihara turned bright red, his muscles bunching and his stance shifting like he was about to punch Sengoku in the face. It was probably pretty tempting right now. Kirihara and Sengoku had met in a fight actually. Akutsu had been chasing Marui Bunta around a bar table and Sengoku had been watching his back… and Kirihara had come in and shown them all just what for. There'd been a dark skinned guy in the background throwing down as well, but Kirihara was the man who made the impact on Sengoku.
Sengoku wrapped an arm around Kirihara's shoulders. "Hey, I missed you." Kirihara'd punched Sengoku in the face, and later that day they'd had extremely sweaty sex.
Kirihara pushed at Sengoku, but eventually caved and let Sengoku hold onto him. Kirihara was just the slightest bit shorter than Sengoku, which made Sengoku happy. He liked them short and scrappy, and he was pretty short himself so finding people shorter… "Stop thinking about my height." Kirihara grinned. "Tell me how much you missed me again!"
"I missed you thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-" Sengoku kissed Kirihara, enjoying the taste of spicy ramen on Kirihara's lips. The kiss kind of burned.
Tingly!
"-iiiiiiiiiiiiiisss much!" Sengoku finished when he broke the kiss, slightly breathless.
Kirihara looked torn between going for another kiss, or continuing talking. You could see the battle of control in Kirihara's wide eyes, although one side quickly won. "I bet you cheated on me again." There was a challenge in Kirihara's eyes, the type that Sengoku loved facing off against.
"Of course I didn't!" Sengoku lied, the images of his liaisons while in space flashing through his mind. Kirihara made face after face, not enjoying the heterosexual porn slide show. Sengoku grinned widely, maybe Kirihara'd prefer to see-
"HEY!" Kirihara hit Sengoku in the shoulder. "That one was a guy! We agreed, no men!"
Sengoku laughed nervously. "Oh come on, we said no… no SERIOUS relationships with men." Maybe that hadn't been the right thing to show? He thought Kirihara'd like it. In fact, he'd had plans.
"You're a pervert." Kirihara rolled his eyes. "And a cheater, you know, I was talking with this guy from that Shitenhouji ship, and HE says that I shouldn't stand for cheating."
"Yeah, and I bet his boyfriend hit you up for a threesome." The mental image of Kirihara between Sengoku and the guy Sengoku'd cheated with appeared in Sengoku's brain. That would be luuuuuuuuuuuucky…
Kirihara's eyes crossed, and the blush was back. There was also a hint of red ringing his eyes, his blood pressure must be rising.
Sengoku wondered what other things might be rising.
"They did, but I turned them down. Ew, bald guys are gross!"
Sengoku started dragging Kirihara off. He knew where Kirihara's bedroom was, and Kirihara tended to get lost easily. Sengoku'd take the lead. "But you do like redheads…"
"Kiriharaaaaaaaa~" Sengoku drawled, dropping his arms to his sides and sauntering over to the curly haired psychic. Rikkai moon base was the home of some of the hardest hitting psychics around, and Sengoku's favorite wasn't a light weight. Several people gave Sengoku disgusted looks and scooted away, and Sengoku tamped down on sexual thoughts and remembrances of Kirihara. Right, showing everyone what Kirihara looked like when riding hi-
"Sengoku!" Kirihara turned bright red, his muscles bunching and his stance shifting like he was about to punch Sengoku in the face. It was probably pretty tempting right now. Kirihara and Sengoku had met in a fight actually. Akutsu had been chasing Marui Bunta around a bar table and Sengoku had been watching his back… and Kirihara had come in and shown them all just what for. There'd been a dark skinned guy in the background throwing down as well, but Kirihara was the man who made the impact on Sengoku.
Sengoku wrapped an arm around Kirihara's shoulders. "Hey, I missed you." Kirihara'd punched Sengoku in the face, and later that day they'd had extremely sweaty sex.
Kirihara pushed at Sengoku, but eventually caved and let Sengoku hold onto him. Kirihara was just the slightest bit shorter than Sengoku, which made Sengoku happy. He liked them short and scrappy, and he was pretty short himself so finding people shorter… "Stop thinking about my height." Kirihara grinned. "Tell me how much you missed me again!"
"I missed you thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-" Sengoku kissed Kirihara, enjoying the taste of spicy ramen on Kirihara's lips. The kiss kind of burned.
Tingly!
"-iiiiiiiiiiiiiisss much!" Sengoku finished when he broke the kiss, slightly breathless.
Kirihara looked torn between going for another kiss, or continuing talking. You could see the battle of control in Kirihara's wide eyes, although one side quickly won. "I bet you cheated on me again." There was a challenge in Kirihara's eyes, the type that Sengoku loved facing off against.
"Of course I didn't!" Sengoku lied, the images of his liaisons while in space flashing through his mind. Kirihara made face after face, not enjoying the heterosexual porn slide show. Sengoku grinned widely, maybe Kirihara'd prefer to see-
"HEY!" Kirihara hit Sengoku in the shoulder. "That one was a guy! We agreed, no men!"
Sengoku laughed nervously. "Oh come on, we said no… no SERIOUS relationships with men." Maybe that hadn't been the right thing to show? He thought Kirihara'd like it. In fact, he'd had plans.
"You're a pervert." Kirihara rolled his eyes. "And a cheater, you know, I was talking with this guy from that Shitenhouji ship, and HE says that I shouldn't stand for cheating."
"Yeah, and I bet his boyfriend hit you up for a threesome." The mental image of Kirihara between Sengoku and the guy Sengoku'd cheated with appeared in Sengoku's brain. That would be luuuuuuuuuuuucky…
Kirihara's eyes crossed, and the blush was back. There was also a hint of red ringing his eyes, his blood pressure must be rising.
Sengoku wondered what other things might be rising.
"They did, but I turned them down. Ew, bald guys are gross!"
Sengoku started dragging Kirihara off. He knew where Kirihara's bedroom was, and Kirihara tended to get lost easily. Sengoku'd take the lead. "But you do like redheads…"
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