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May. 26th, 2009 05:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaWhen Niou broke out his needle and thread, it was generally assumed he was up to no good. Of course if Niou had picked up anything else, it would be assumed he was up to no good as well. It was generally best if one assumed Niou was up to no good. And indeed, when Niou had opened his mother's sewing basket and picked out a needle and some black thread, he had been up to no good.
The Sanapuppet, as Niou liked to call it, was proof of that.
Now, the Sanapuppet was really a work of art. It's arms were partially filled with stuffing, so Niou could move them up and around with his thumb and finger stuck inside of them, without having t o worry about floppy cloth. The hair was made of black felt, as were Sanada's thick, heavy eyebrows. The mouth even had a small depression in it, just in case Niou felt like making a little felt ball gag, or an apple to stick in it. The material for Sanapuppet's hat was actually scavenged from an old hat of Sanada's that Niou had stolen and successfully kept.
The sad thing was, besides giving Sanada coronaries, there really wasn't much use for it. Oh, everyone else found Sanapuppet amusing, and Niou'd managed to put on a little puppet show with it at Yukimura's former hospital without anyone finding out. (The young patients still whispered about the epic love story involved.) But beyond that…
"I guess I'll have to put you away." Niou said to Sanapuppet, who was lying on his bed looking angrily at him. The Seigaku puppets were tucked away in a box, half finished. Niou intended to at least finish the Inui Sadaharu one, if only to tease Yanagi. But the Sanapuppet…
Well, what was he to do with it really?
"…hmm."
Niou kicked his bedroom door closed, and then locked it. Best not to be interrupted while doing this. His poor little bro would be scarred forever. "Now, now, Sanada." Niou grinned as he picked up the Sanada puppet. "Don't worry, I know it's your first time."
Unzipping his pants with the other hand, Niou wriggled his fingers into Sanapuppet's little arms. "I'll be gentle." Flopping onto his bed Niou wriggled around until he could kick his pants off, and then tugged on the waistband of his boxers. Free and breezy, or through the cloth?
"TARONDAROU." Sanapuppet said sternly.
"Puri~." Niou responded, dragging his boxers off. "You're right, Sanada, I can still wear those tomorrow after all."
Masturbating with a puppet was a little weird, and Niou eventually gave up and just held Sanapuppet in front of him while he fapped with his right hand. Sanapuppet tried to glare Niou's penis down, but Niou's penis was totally rising to the opportunity, and then…
Splash!
"It's a good thing you're washable." Niou grinned, satiated. "Now go get me my cellphone, I gotta send you a picture of this."
The handpuppet glared mutely, it's fluffy arms crossed angrily in front of it.
The Sanapuppet, as Niou liked to call it, was proof of that.
Now, the Sanapuppet was really a work of art. It's arms were partially filled with stuffing, so Niou could move them up and around with his thumb and finger stuck inside of them, without having t o worry about floppy cloth. The hair was made of black felt, as were Sanada's thick, heavy eyebrows. The mouth even had a small depression in it, just in case Niou felt like making a little felt ball gag, or an apple to stick in it. The material for Sanapuppet's hat was actually scavenged from an old hat of Sanada's that Niou had stolen and successfully kept.
The sad thing was, besides giving Sanada coronaries, there really wasn't much use for it. Oh, everyone else found Sanapuppet amusing, and Niou'd managed to put on a little puppet show with it at Yukimura's former hospital without anyone finding out. (The young patients still whispered about the epic love story involved.) But beyond that…
"I guess I'll have to put you away." Niou said to Sanapuppet, who was lying on his bed looking angrily at him. The Seigaku puppets were tucked away in a box, half finished. Niou intended to at least finish the Inui Sadaharu one, if only to tease Yanagi. But the Sanapuppet…
Well, what was he to do with it really?
"…hmm."
Niou kicked his bedroom door closed, and then locked it. Best not to be interrupted while doing this. His poor little bro would be scarred forever. "Now, now, Sanada." Niou grinned as he picked up the Sanada puppet. "Don't worry, I know it's your first time."
Unzipping his pants with the other hand, Niou wriggled his fingers into Sanapuppet's little arms. "I'll be gentle." Flopping onto his bed Niou wriggled around until he could kick his pants off, and then tugged on the waistband of his boxers. Free and breezy, or through the cloth?
"TARONDAROU." Sanapuppet said sternly.
"Puri~." Niou responded, dragging his boxers off. "You're right, Sanada, I can still wear those tomorrow after all."
Masturbating with a puppet was a little weird, and Niou eventually gave up and just held Sanapuppet in front of him while he fapped with his right hand. Sanapuppet tried to glare Niou's penis down, but Niou's penis was totally rising to the opportunity, and then…
Splash!
"It's a good thing you're washable." Niou grinned, satiated. "Now go get me my cellphone, I gotta send you a picture of this."
The handpuppet glared mutely, it's fluffy arms crossed angrily in front of it.
