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writetomyheart2015-02-02 02:13 am
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[Team Three] Tug
“That’s because I’m not a girl, obviously,” Juri replied, his grin widening even more. Only Shintaro would be weird enough to bring up the girl who slapped him for pulling her hair when he was four. “Just ask Hokku or Taiga, when a guy lets his hair grow long, there’s only one reason for it - he wants you to pull it.”
Shintaro wrinkled his forehead in thought. “Every guy whose hair is longer than mine?”
Snickering, Juri whacked Shintaro over the head. “Idiot. Do we need to have the ‘yaoi rules aren’t real’ conversation again?”
“You started it!”
Shintaro shoved at Juri’s shoulder, but Juri noticed that he didn’t actually shove hard enough to push him away. Amused, Juri leaned in close, pressing Shintaro against the wall again. Shintaro’s arms went around him, returning them to the position they’d been in before Juri suggested that Shintaro should pull his hair.
Juri licked at Shintaro’s earlobe. He flicked his tongue over the piercing a few times before tugging on it with his teeth, drawing a moan from Shintaro. Patience was key with Shintaro and sex, so Juri took his time teasing at Shintaro’s piercing and waited for his boyfriend to think things through.
Slowly, one of Shintaro’s hands rose to the back of Juri’s head. Shintaro wrapped a few strands of Juri’s hair around his fingers and tugged experimentally. Juri moaned. That was one of the reasons waiting for Shintaro to figure things out was totally worth it - when Shintaro finally did something, he got it exactly right first try.
“Just like that,” Juri murmured encouragingly. While he kissed Shintaro, he slowly worked his knee in between Shintaro’s thighs. It wasn’t easy to remember that they didn’t actually have time to do much more before they had to get back to work, wasn’t easy to hold back when all he wanted to do was grind against Shintaro and maybe fuck him right here against the wall.
With a groan, Shintaro shifted, and all of a sudden Juri could feel Shintaro’s erection pressing hot and hard against him, their sweatpants nowhere near enough to hide it. When Juri drew back, Shintaro followed, rubbing against Juri’s side for a moment until he seemed to realize what he was doing and slumped back against the wall, his scowl doing nothing to hide his blush.
“Feels like you got it.” Juri smirked. “Want to come home with me?”
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Shintaro wrinkled his forehead in thought. “Every guy whose hair is longer than mine?”
Snickering, Juri whacked Shintaro over the head. “Idiot. Do we need to have the ‘yaoi rules aren’t real’ conversation again?”
“You started it!”
Shintaro shoved at Juri’s shoulder, but Juri noticed that he didn’t actually shove hard enough to push him away. Amused, Juri leaned in close, pressing Shintaro against the wall again. Shintaro’s arms went around him, returning them to the position they’d been in before Juri suggested that Shintaro should pull his hair.
Juri licked at Shintaro’s earlobe. He flicked his tongue over the piercing a few times before tugging on it with his teeth, drawing a moan from Shintaro. Patience was key with Shintaro and sex, so Juri took his time teasing at Shintaro’s piercing and waited for his boyfriend to think things through.
Slowly, one of Shintaro’s hands rose to the back of Juri’s head. Shintaro wrapped a few strands of Juri’s hair around his fingers and tugged experimentally. Juri moaned. That was one of the reasons waiting for Shintaro to figure things out was totally worth it - when Shintaro finally did something, he got it exactly right first try.
“Just like that,” Juri murmured encouragingly. While he kissed Shintaro, he slowly worked his knee in between Shintaro’s thighs. It wasn’t easy to remember that they didn’t actually have time to do much more before they had to get back to work, wasn’t easy to hold back when all he wanted to do was grind against Shintaro and maybe fuck him right here against the wall.
With a groan, Shintaro shifted, and all of a sudden Juri could feel Shintaro’s erection pressing hot and hard against him, their sweatpants nowhere near enough to hide it. When Juri drew back, Shintaro followed, rubbing against Juri’s side for a moment until he seemed to realize what he was doing and slumped back against the wall, his scowl doing nothing to hide his blush.
“Feels like you got it.” Juri smirked. “Want to come home with me?”
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yomimashou