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Title: A/S/L
Pairing: Mikado/Online Girl, Mikado/Kida
Rating: R
Summary: Mikado gets hit up for some cybering by a girl he doesn't know who reminds him a lot of a certain someone.
A/S/L?
The letters float in front of Mikado's eyes. Well, on his screen to be exact. Mikado glances at the user name (it's not familiar) and then back at the text.
What did –
Oh right.
Age, sex, location.
Well, that was pretty simple then. It was some internet troll looking for their next big… uh… troll? Mikado wasn't sure what the right term was, and he'd been on the internet for ages.
17/M/None of your business
Huh. Mikado pondered that for a minute. Maybe he should have typed '12' or '32'. Probably thirty-two, he should have tried to seem way older. And gross.
cul, <- 17/F/Tokyo!
Mikado stared. He stared harder when a second later another message appeared.
Wanna cyber?
Was this… was this really a girl? Really? That was… it couldn't be a girl. It was probably some old pervert. Oh god, maybe it was like a CABINENT MINSTER or a PRIEST or something! That type of stuff happened right? Or maybe it was a COP. Oh god!
Mikado had to say no!
sure
…What?!
What the?!
Mikado stared at his hands which had apparently decided to cooperate with his hormones (and his penis) instead of with his brain and… and the rest of him! Damn that id for acting before the super ego could catch up!
( ^_^)／ awsum! i'll start!
Mikado's mouth suddenly ran dry and he had to fling himself away from the computer and run over to the sink to get a glass of water. This had to be a weird dream… Or maybe it was because he lived in Tokyo now. Did that suddenly make him more accessible or sexier or something? Except no! This was some stranger on the internet! They couldn't possibly know him!
And he shouldn't be replying to them. They were… they were weird!
Finishing his water Mikado put his serious boss face on and walked back to the computer.
He was definitely going to say n-
I'm a slim, athletic Japanese girl with dyed blond hair. My breasts are tiny, do you mind? I'm wearing a slim little tank top and pulling down the front so you can look at them.
You don't mind tiny breasts do you?
The curser blinked on the screen, waiting for Mikado's reply.
Mikado could see it. A nice Japanese girl with blond hair… nothing like Sonohara, who was exotic but sweet and had huge breasts. No, this girl would be more like Kida with… uh…
Not like Ki-
Mikado scrunched his eyes shut. Okay, if he made Kida's hair a little longer, maybe put some clips in it, softened the line of his face… added lip gloss… and breasts…
Mikado felt his pants tighten.
Mikado opened his eyes to see this message flashing at him.
(･_･?) You still there?
And then another.
＿|￣|○ Sorry, I must have scared you! Sorry, I'll go away.
Mikado practically dived for the keyboard.
No! I was just getting a drink. Hold on. I'll respond.
Mikado started typing a response, a smile quirking his lips when the girl responded.
＼（＾ ＾）／
She was kind of like Kida-kun. Excitable, and really happy. Mikado bet she always smiled. Who knew that she'd be such a pervert though? Or maybe she was like Kida-kun. Kida was always checking girls out and talking about girls and how great girls were. Maybe she was like that with boys. Maybe she'd tell people about the cybersex she had with him…
Scary!
I look down your tank top. They don't look small to me. They look just right. They say more than a mouthful is more than enough. I tug your tank top down further and get on my knees so I can suck on your breasts.
Mikado couldn't believe he'd written that. It was there though, and sent. Now Mikado just had to wait for the girl's response.
∑(O_O；) You move fast!
Mikado smothered a laugh with the palm of his hand. He did kind of move fast… but his online persona was… was forceful? Was it? Tanaka Taro wasn't… but the Dollars Leader was. Maybe he was playing the Dollars Leader in this scenario.
I squeak and slap the top of your head. Pervert! I am blushing. I really like it though I'll deny it.
Mikado liked the meek denial. Part of him wanted to undo his pants but…
Well, he was getting aroused but this conversation required Mikado to think. Was this how girls had cybersex? Mikado was pretty sure most cyber sex was like 'i stick my dick in ur pussy' 'my pussy gushes' or something like that. Not even that good. Mikado didn't know if a lot of girls had cyber sex though…
I know you like it. That's why I wrap my arms around you and hold you still while I kiss and lick your breasts. I really like the taste of your skin, and the way you smell.
Mikado wondered what the girl smelled like. Vanilla? Tea? Flowers? Anri kind of smelled like green tea… Kida smelled like cinnamon bubblegum. If the girl looked like Kida…
Cinnamon, she'd smell like cinnamon. And when Mikado licked her he'd be able to taste it too, spicy and flavorful.
I gasp and wrap my arms around your head holding you still. I lift my food and rub it against the front of your pants. You hard?
Mikado swallowed.
Yeah. o(>< )o ｏ( ><)o
（*＾3＾）/〜☆ You're so cute when you blush!
I'm wearing house slippers, we're at your place. I notice you're hard and I squeeze you harder.
Are you going to stick that in me?
Not yet. I pull you down by your hips so you're kneeling facing me and then I kiss you. I wouldn't want to hurt you.
Don't worry about hurting me. I murmur into your lips. I'm already wet, Mikado.
Mikado's erection throbbed while at the same time his blood ran ice cold.
That was a little… how did this person… what…
I'M SORRY! I typed that without thinking.
Um, don't be mad if I fantasize, please?
You can call me whatever you want!
"…"
Mikado picked up his cell phone and hurriedly keyed up his contacts. Maybe it was just some girl fantasizing about some guy with his name. Maybe it was… a mistake. Maybe it wasn't…
Maybe it wasn't Kida?
Mikado waited for the phone to pick up.
"Mikado?" Kida sound out of breath. Maybe he was outside. Maybe he had been running. He wouldn't pick up the phone in the middle of jerking off would he? Or maybe he had been-
"Kida-kun, you're not pretending to be a girl online right now are you?"
"SHIT!"
Mikado found his ear filled with static a second later, and then a few seconds after that it was his ring tone. Mikado answered the phone. "Uh. Mikado. Don't… you're not mad are you?"
"No." Mikado glanced around and then sat down on his futon and undid his pants. "I just thought that this would be easier over the phone…
You can still pretend to be a girl, Kida-kun."
Title: A/S/L
Pairing: Mikado/Online Girl, Mikado/Kida
Rating: R
Summary: Mikado gets hit up for some cybering by a girl he doesn't know who reminds him a lot of a certain someone.
A/S/L?
The letters float in front of Mikado's eyes. Well, on his screen to be exact. Mikado glances at the user name (it's not familiar) and then back at the text.
What did –
Oh right.
Age, sex, location.
Well, that was pretty simple then. It was some internet troll looking for their next big… uh… troll? Mikado wasn't sure what the right term was, and he'd been on the internet for ages.
17/M/None of your business
Huh. Mikado pondered that for a minute. Maybe he should have typed '12' or '32'. Probably thirty-two, he should have tried to seem way older. And gross.
cul, <- 17/F/Tokyo!
Mikado stared. He stared harder when a second later another message appeared.
Wanna cyber?
Was this… was this really a girl? Really? That was… it couldn't be a girl. It was probably some old pervert. Oh god, maybe it was like a CABINENT MINSTER or a PRIEST or something! That type of stuff happened right? Or maybe it was a COP. Oh god!
Mikado had to say no!
sure
…What?!
What the?!
Mikado stared at his hands which had apparently decided to cooperate with his hormones (and his penis) instead of with his brain and… and the rest of him! Damn that id for acting before the super ego could catch up!
( ^_^)／ awsum! i'll start!
Mikado's mouth suddenly ran dry and he had to fling himself away from the computer and run over to the sink to get a glass of water. This had to be a weird dream… Or maybe it was because he lived in Tokyo now. Did that suddenly make him more accessible or sexier or something? Except no! This was some stranger on the internet! They couldn't possibly know him!
And he shouldn't be replying to them. They were… they were weird!
Finishing his water Mikado put his serious boss face on and walked back to the computer.
He was definitely going to say n-
I'm a slim, athletic Japanese girl with dyed blond hair. My breasts are tiny, do you mind? I'm wearing a slim little tank top and pulling down the front so you can look at them.
You don't mind tiny breasts do you?
The curser blinked on the screen, waiting for Mikado's reply.
Mikado could see it. A nice Japanese girl with blond hair… nothing like Sonohara, who was exotic but sweet and had huge breasts. No, this girl would be more like Kida with… uh…
Not like Ki-
Mikado scrunched his eyes shut. Okay, if he made Kida's hair a little longer, maybe put some clips in it, softened the line of his face… added lip gloss… and breasts…
Mikado felt his pants tighten.
Mikado opened his eyes to see this message flashing at him.
(･_･?) You still there?
And then another.
＿|￣|○ Sorry, I must have scared you! Sorry, I'll go away.
Mikado practically dived for the keyboard.
No! I was just getting a drink. Hold on. I'll respond.
Mikado started typing a response, a smile quirking his lips when the girl responded.
＼（＾ ＾）／
She was kind of like Kida-kun. Excitable, and really happy. Mikado bet she always smiled. Who knew that she'd be such a pervert though? Or maybe she was like Kida-kun. Kida was always checking girls out and talking about girls and how great girls were. Maybe she was like that with boys. Maybe she'd tell people about the cybersex she had with him…
Scary!
I look down your tank top. They don't look small to me. They look just right. They say more than a mouthful is more than enough. I tug your tank top down further and get on my knees so I can suck on your breasts.
Mikado couldn't believe he'd written that. It was there though, and sent. Now Mikado just had to wait for the girl's response.
∑(O_O；) You move fast!
Mikado smothered a laugh with the palm of his hand. He did kind of move fast… but his online persona was… was forceful? Was it? Tanaka Taro wasn't… but the Dollars Leader was. Maybe he was playing the Dollars Leader in this scenario.
I squeak and slap the top of your head. Pervert! I am blushing. I really like it though I'll deny it.
Mikado liked the meek denial. Part of him wanted to undo his pants but…
Well, he was getting aroused but this conversation required Mikado to think. Was this how girls had cybersex? Mikado was pretty sure most cyber sex was like 'i stick my dick in ur pussy' 'my pussy gushes' or something like that. Not even that good. Mikado didn't know if a lot of girls had cyber sex though…
I know you like it. That's why I wrap my arms around you and hold you still while I kiss and lick your breasts. I really like the taste of your skin, and the way you smell.
Mikado wondered what the girl smelled like. Vanilla? Tea? Flowers? Anri kind of smelled like green tea… Kida smelled like cinnamon bubblegum. If the girl looked like Kida…
Cinnamon, she'd smell like cinnamon. And when Mikado licked her he'd be able to taste it too, spicy and flavorful.
I gasp and wrap my arms around your head holding you still. I lift my food and rub it against the front of your pants. You hard?
Mikado swallowed.
Yeah. o(>< )o ｏ( ><)o
（*＾3＾）/〜☆ You're so cute when you blush!
I'm wearing house slippers, we're at your place. I notice you're hard and I squeeze you harder.
Are you going to stick that in me?
Not yet. I pull you down by your hips so you're kneeling facing me and then I kiss you. I wouldn't want to hurt you.
Don't worry about hurting me. I murmur into your lips. I'm already wet, Mikado.
Mikado's erection throbbed while at the same time his blood ran ice cold.
That was a little… how did this person… what…
I'M SORRY! I typed that without thinking.
Um, don't be mad if I fantasize, please?
You can call me whatever you want!
"…"
Mikado picked up his cell phone and hurriedly keyed up his contacts. Maybe it was just some girl fantasizing about some guy with his name. Maybe it was… a mistake. Maybe it wasn't…
Maybe it wasn't Kida?
Mikado waited for the phone to pick up.
"Mikado?" Kida sound out of breath. Maybe he was outside. Maybe he had been running. He wouldn't pick up the phone in the middle of jerking off would he? Or maybe he had been-
"Kida-kun, you're not pretending to be a girl online right now are you?"
"SHIT!"
Mikado found his ear filled with static a second later, and then a few seconds after that it was his ring tone. Mikado answered the phone. "Uh. Mikado. Don't… you're not mad are you?"
"No." Mikado glanced around and then sat down on his futon and undid his pants. "I just thought that this would be easier over the phone…
You can still pretend to be a girl, Kida-kun."