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Jun. 11th, 2009 05:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaKirihara wriggles around, trying to get out of the duct tape Niou has used to tape him against the wall. It wasn't fair! He had come over to Niou's for Yanagi's surprise party and apparently Niou had told him the wrong time. He knew this because he always got there late, and Yanagi always got there early, so if he showed up before the guest of honor than it was definitely the wrong time! Then again, he had also gotten there before everybody else.
"Oh, oh, oh." Niou had gotten a wooden puppet theatre stand, it had a little blackboard on the front where you could write the name of the play, and red curtains to push aside for the performance. Niou was currently acting out what, if the blackboard was right, he considered the REAL surprise party was. "Harder, harder! Oh, oh, you feel so good!"
"Yukimura-buchou would never say that!" Kirihara squeezed his eyes shut. It wasn't like the puppets had like, you know, bits and stuff, but still Niou was humping the Yanagi and Yukimura puppets up against each other and making squishy sounds and it was DISTURBING. Kirihara's brain was already providing the mental images complete with bits and pieces and tab a's and slot b's and it was wrong and gross and *squishy*.
Niou did really good vocal impressions, even if they weren't QUITE as good as they could have been.
"Oh," Kirihara squinted, and he noticed that Niou had poked his head through the red curtains. "You think Yukimura's on top then?"
Kirihara flushed. The captain on top? Well… probably. Kirihara couldn't imagine that he'd let someone, even Yanagi or Sanada, do… do THAT to him. It was weird!
And squishy!
"It doesn't matter if he's on top! He wouldn't say stuff like that!"
Niou smirked and dropped back behind the curtains, and the puppets quickly switched positions. "You feel so tight, Renji."
"Ooooh, ooh Seeeeeeeeiiichi."
Kirihara grooooooooooaned.
"Oh, oh, oh." Niou had gotten a wooden puppet theatre stand, it had a little blackboard on the front where you could write the name of the play, and red curtains to push aside for the performance. Niou was currently acting out what, if the blackboard was right, he considered the REAL surprise party was. "Harder, harder! Oh, oh, you feel so good!"
"Yukimura-buchou would never say that!" Kirihara squeezed his eyes shut. It wasn't like the puppets had like, you know, bits and stuff, but still Niou was humping the Yanagi and Yukimura puppets up against each other and making squishy sounds and it was DISTURBING. Kirihara's brain was already providing the mental images complete with bits and pieces and tab a's and slot b's and it was wrong and gross and *squishy*.
Niou did really good vocal impressions, even if they weren't QUITE as good as they could have been.
"Oh," Kirihara squinted, and he noticed that Niou had poked his head through the red curtains. "You think Yukimura's on top then?"
Kirihara flushed. The captain on top? Well… probably. Kirihara couldn't imagine that he'd let someone, even Yanagi or Sanada, do… do THAT to him. It was weird!
And squishy!
"It doesn't matter if he's on top! He wouldn't say stuff like that!"
Niou smirked and dropped back behind the curtains, and the puppets quickly switched positions. "You feel so tight, Renji."
"Ooooh, ooh Seeeeeeeeiiichi."
Kirihara grooooooooooaned.
