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writetomyheart2015-11-12 07:02 pm
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[Team Three] Zutto Love
Happy Birthday Tottsu! ♥
"Whatever would you do with me if I were good? I know you like bad boys better." Hashimoto tugs Totsuka closer by the other’s necktie. “Isn’t that right, Tottsu?”His voice is barely above a whisper and it sends a shiver down Totsuka’s spine.
He smiles and keeps himself from stumbling and crashing into Hashimoto by bracing himself against the wall with his hands. “I wonder?” Totsuka’s eyes meet Hashimoto’s.
They’re alone in Hashimoto’s apartment. The lights are dim, the smell of an aroma candle is giving off a pleasant scent - sandalwood. It’s relaxing. And maybe a little stimulating as well. Oh the dangers of Hashimoto getting his own place.
Hashimoto’s eyes are dark with desire and Totsuka can feel how the other is still trying to tug him closer. And since Hashimoto can’t seem to move Totsuka anymore, he resorts to moving his own body. He presses himself close and wraps his arms around Totsuka’s neck and shoulders.
“Don’t you want me, Tottsu? I want you.”
Totsuka swallows and tries to keep his calm and composure. He’s proud that his voice isn’t wavering when he speaks. “I do. What makes you think that I wouldn’t, Ryosuke?”
“Tottsu seems so calm. So cold.” Hashimoto pouts.
“Ah,” Totsuka smiles. “That’s because Ryosuke is cute when you get all worked up about it.”
“Mean.” Hashimoto pouts even more. “Tottsu’s mean.” He starts to pull away again but this time it’s Totsuka who wraps his arms around the other and keeps him in his place.
“Where are you going, Ryosuke?” He asks.
“Away. Since Tottsu doesn’t want me.” Hashimoto huffs.
“Whoever said that?” Totsuka murmurs and then leans up to steal a kiss. Hashimoto’s lips are soft and pliant and unresponsive at first but after a moment, they melt against his own as Hashimoto’s body and his hormones get the better of him.
Without breaking the kiss for too long, Totsuka manages to maneuver them over to the bed. Things are a little easier when they are horizontal, Hashimoto’s height becomes less of an issue then. Not that they haven’t found some other workarounds but this is the most comfortable for both of them. And why be uncomfortable if you could not be?
Hashimoto bounces a little bit as he sits down on the mattress. He then spreads his legs and pulls Totsuka down to kneel between them.
Looking up at Totsuka now, Hashimoto asks softly, “Will you always love me, Tottsu? Will you? Or will you get tired of me one day?”
Cupping Hashimoto’s cheek gently with one hand, Totsuka presses another gentle kiss onto Hashimoto’s lips. “I won’t get tired of you. Never. I promise.”
“It’s a promise.” Hashimoto whispers back and leans up for another kiss and another and yet another. “You can’t break it. A promise is a promise.”
Your turn
talisa_ahn (wanted to give you the whole weekend to write, so I posted as fast as I could ♥ )
"Whatever would you do with me if I were good? I know you like bad boys better." Hashimoto tugs Totsuka closer by the other’s necktie. “Isn’t that right, Tottsu?”His voice is barely above a whisper and it sends a shiver down Totsuka’s spine.
He smiles and keeps himself from stumbling and crashing into Hashimoto by bracing himself against the wall with his hands. “I wonder?” Totsuka’s eyes meet Hashimoto’s.
They’re alone in Hashimoto’s apartment. The lights are dim, the smell of an aroma candle is giving off a pleasant scent - sandalwood. It’s relaxing. And maybe a little stimulating as well. Oh the dangers of Hashimoto getting his own place.
Hashimoto’s eyes are dark with desire and Totsuka can feel how the other is still trying to tug him closer. And since Hashimoto can’t seem to move Totsuka anymore, he resorts to moving his own body. He presses himself close and wraps his arms around Totsuka’s neck and shoulders.
“Don’t you want me, Tottsu? I want you.”
Totsuka swallows and tries to keep his calm and composure. He’s proud that his voice isn’t wavering when he speaks. “I do. What makes you think that I wouldn’t, Ryosuke?”
“Tottsu seems so calm. So cold.” Hashimoto pouts.
“Ah,” Totsuka smiles. “That’s because Ryosuke is cute when you get all worked up about it.”
“Mean.” Hashimoto pouts even more. “Tottsu’s mean.” He starts to pull away again but this time it’s Totsuka who wraps his arms around the other and keeps him in his place.
“Where are you going, Ryosuke?” He asks.
“Away. Since Tottsu doesn’t want me.” Hashimoto huffs.
“Whoever said that?” Totsuka murmurs and then leans up to steal a kiss. Hashimoto’s lips are soft and pliant and unresponsive at first but after a moment, they melt against his own as Hashimoto’s body and his hormones get the better of him.
Without breaking the kiss for too long, Totsuka manages to maneuver them over to the bed. Things are a little easier when they are horizontal, Hashimoto’s height becomes less of an issue then. Not that they haven’t found some other workarounds but this is the most comfortable for both of them. And why be uncomfortable if you could not be?
Hashimoto bounces a little bit as he sits down on the mattress. He then spreads his legs and pulls Totsuka down to kneel between them.
Looking up at Totsuka now, Hashimoto asks softly, “Will you always love me, Tottsu? Will you? Or will you get tired of me one day?”
Cupping Hashimoto’s cheek gently with one hand, Totsuka presses another gentle kiss onto Hashimoto’s lips. “I won’t get tired of you. Never. I promise.”
“It’s a promise.” Hashimoto whispers back and leans up for another kiss and another and yet another. “You can’t break it. A promise is a promise.”
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