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writetomyheart2014-01-16 12:06 am
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[team 1] Forgiven
Nino figures he's forgiven, or at least forgiven enough to shift from his perch on the other side of the sofa to rest his head on Sho's lap while he plays his DS. He hadn't meant to distract Sho from his preparations for New Zero the day before but things happened and Sho hadn't exactly seemed opposed to their extracurricular activities instead of continuing the notes for his ichimen.
Sho's eyes are glued to the screen of his phone as he checks and replies to his mails, seemingly not noticing the weight in his lap until his free hand comes to rest in Nino's hair, fingers tangling in the short locks.
It takes Nino a few minutes to realize that Sho has put down his phone and is watching him play his game, almost as if he's waiting for Nino to say something.
"Hm?" Nino arches his eyebrows, waiting for Sho to break the silence.
"It's not "hm?," Sho replies with a laugh and leans down to plant a kiss on Nino's forehead. "You didn't even greet me when I came home." He tries to pout, but a smile threatens to escape.
Nino looks up from his game and lifts his head enough to capture Sho's lips in a lingering kiss. "Welcome home."
"That's better," Sho replies with a wicked grin. He claims Ninos lips again, taking advantage of Nino's surprise to sneak his tongue into Nino's open mouth. Nino can't help but moan into the kiss but the contact is gone far too soon. Sho breaks the kiss and eases his way out from under Nino's head. Before Nino even realizes that his head has hit the cushions, Sho is straddling his hips, staring down at him hungrily.
He doesn't know who initiates the next kiss but he doesn't care, his only thoughts are more heat and more contact and wanting it now. He arches up, desperate, but Sho is still too far away.
Nino's DS drops from his hands and falls between the cushions. He'll worry about the unsaved status of his game later. Right now, he needs his hands to pull Sho closer.
Nino shivers as Sho leans down and whispers huskily into his ear, "I believe we have some unfinished business."
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