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Jun. 2nd, 2010 02:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaThere's a distinctive sound to the jangle and swish of a pair of dress pants when they are unzipped and hanging loosely around jerking hips. It's a sound that Shouichi's become fairly familiar with in the past handful of weeks. He's also familiar with the uncomfortable and at this point nearly painful sensation of one edge of an opened zipper occasionally scraping over his inner thighs.
His back twinges at a particularly deep thrust, Hibari Kyouya pushing forward and bending Shouichi nearly in half in the process. Over Hibari's shoulders Shouichi's athletic sock clad feet hang uselessly.
Shouichi's sweat is soaking into his bedsheets. Again. He'll need to change them… again.
Hopefully their rough sex doesn't crack the headboard…
Again.
Hibari's hand is rough and calloused with long delicate fingers that never live up to their image, it closes over Shouichi's cock and squeezes tight making Shouichi cry out half in pain… mostly in pain, slightly in pleasure. Then Hibari begins stroking Shouichi, hard and rough, practically stripping the skin off of Shouichi's cock. Shouichi's fingers curl and claw at his mattress.
He's learned not to grab Hibari.
When Shouichi orgasms he does so over his stomach, directed by Hbari's hand, and then he goes limp, his body tired and exhausted and his mind blank. Sex with Hibari is rough and painful. It's good, but Shouichi isn't sure if it's worth it.
Hibari's hips pump aggressively for several more minutes until Hibari pulls out and comes all over Shouichi's already stinging thighs. Then Hibari slips off the bed and storms into the bathroom.
Hibari never just walks. He stomps, storms and occasionally sneaks, but he never just walks.
Shouichi tiredly rolls onto his side to pull a wet wipe out of the container there and begins to tiredly clean off his body. The water rattles the pipes when Hibari turns the shower on, hot no doubt. Shouichi never has hot water after Hibari's been over.
Wondering if it's really worth it he lies back down on his sweaty bedsheets… and he sleeps.
His back twinges at a particularly deep thrust, Hibari Kyouya pushing forward and bending Shouichi nearly in half in the process. Over Hibari's shoulders Shouichi's athletic sock clad feet hang uselessly.
Shouichi's sweat is soaking into his bedsheets. Again. He'll need to change them… again.
Hopefully their rough sex doesn't crack the headboard…
Again.
Hibari's hand is rough and calloused with long delicate fingers that never live up to their image, it closes over Shouichi's cock and squeezes tight making Shouichi cry out half in pain… mostly in pain, slightly in pleasure. Then Hibari begins stroking Shouichi, hard and rough, practically stripping the skin off of Shouichi's cock. Shouichi's fingers curl and claw at his mattress.
He's learned not to grab Hibari.
When Shouichi orgasms he does so over his stomach, directed by Hbari's hand, and then he goes limp, his body tired and exhausted and his mind blank. Sex with Hibari is rough and painful. It's good, but Shouichi isn't sure if it's worth it.
Hibari's hips pump aggressively for several more minutes until Hibari pulls out and comes all over Shouichi's already stinging thighs. Then Hibari slips off the bed and storms into the bathroom.
Hibari never just walks. He stomps, storms and occasionally sneaks, but he never just walks.
Shouichi tiredly rolls onto his side to pull a wet wipe out of the container there and begins to tiredly clean off his body. The water rattles the pipes when Hibari turns the shower on, hot no doubt. Shouichi never has hot water after Hibari's been over.
Wondering if it's really worth it he lies back down on his sweaty bedsheets… and he sleeps.
