day off! drabbles....
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angelshill i'm spamming, i know...
but apparently, while my rhythm for writing series types of fics is still trying to get in gear, i'm having a better time writing one shot or drabble fics...
this time, it's drabbles... two of them actually... (typos/errors to be edited when i wake up...)
TITLE: Tequila
CHARACTERS: Aiba Masaki, Becky
PAIRING: Aiba/Becky
RATINGS: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: The only thing i own in this story is the plot...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Inspired by the two bottles of tequila me and some friends consumed yesterday just because they felt like drinking tequila last night... That and a previous HNA episode where Nino was 'selling' Aiba to the VIP guest since she says she prefers a calm guy by day (i can't remember what exact animal was mentioned... sort of a goat or something, i think) but a lion at night...
SUMMARY: The drunk Aiba that the world knows is different from the drunk Aiba Becky gets to see...
The drunk Aiba that the world knows is different from the drunk Aiba that Becky sees…
She couldn’t help but raise an amused (and somewhat daring) eyebrow as she watched him reach for the salt shaker.
It wasn’t really part of their plans. When they found out that he’d have the (rare) day off, they both thought they’d just hang around in her apartment after she finish her shoot for Tensai!Shimura Doubutsen for the day. He came by to pick her up on the location as per their agreement so that they could go to her place together. They had to stop by a convenience store on the way though when she recalled that she didn’t have any food stocked in her apartment.
That’s where they, well, he actually, saw that particular item that changed their plans.
A tequila bottle. And his eyes twinkling when he turned to her.
That was three hours ago, and now they’re starting on their second bottle.
It isn’t the first time for them to drink one-on-one which is why she already knew that while he is known to proclaim his love for his group when he takes in too much alcohol, something else happens when she’s there. Because when she’s there, drunk Aiba drops the ‘baka’ Aiba and assumes a whole new different persona.
Drunk Aiba + her = sensuous Aiba
That equation, plus the fact that the drink he picked can be used quite imaginatively, made their drinking session a whole lot hotter than what she originally thought.
They were just being playful at first, even after he suggested that they do body shots. They laughed through the first shots, with both of them picking quite ridiculous and more neutral places (back of the palm, the wrist, etc…), but after a few more shots, things started to change. His eyes grew more intense as he started picking spots that are a lot more erotic: her palm, then the back of her elbow, then the base of her neck, all the while sending a strong burst of current all throughout her body.
A strong sense of anticipation hung in the air when he sat next to her, the salt shaker in his hand, and his eyes looking deeply into hers. And then she felt his hand at the back of her neck, gathering all her hair to the side. He made her bow down a bit as he poured a bit of salt at the back of her neck.
A naughty grin is set on his lips as she watched him lean down to lick off the salt. She couldn’t help but close her eyes, shivering with the pleasure of the contact of his warm and wet tongue with her skin. He didn’t stop there though. Because after a while, she felt him kissing her, slowly and exquisitely, as he moved from the back of her neck to her jaw line and he didn’t stop there. So immersed was she in the sea of pleasure his lips and tongue was giving her that she didn’t notice that he had gathered her on his lap already, only realizing so when he stopped his onslaught for a bit to look at her with impassioned eyes.
And then she felt his hands move, creeping under her shirt until she felt his long hands touch her skin, making her groan with the unexpected pleasure it brought. There was still a naughty grin on his lips when he lowered his head to start nibbling at her lower lip.
“Masaki…” she murmured, her hands moving to his chest to try to stop him. It didn’t do much good though, since he just shifted position to start kissing the rest of her face.
“We’re not even done drinking...” she whispered, getting breathless because of what his lips and tongue and hands are doing to her.
Her words made Aiba pause and raise his head a bit to look at her in the eyes, as if about to agree with her.
“Yeah…” he said before his lips broke into another smile as he lowered his head to capture her lips once again.
She didn’t make any other move to stop him anymore as the hands resting on his chest move to wrap them together behind his neck, to bring him closer to her, the freshly opened tequila bottle ignored at least for the rest of the night.
-----FIN-----
TITLE: Breather
CHARACTERS: Sakurai Sho, Fukuda Kyoko
PAIRING: Sho/Kyoko
RATINGS: PG
DISCLAIMER: The only thing i own in this story is the plot...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Inspired by the making for Hatenai Sora where Sho essentially said that he'd like a break... and Fukuda Kyoko's ANS guesting where she they brought in her HUGE teddy bear (i want one!) and she said that she has tons of stuff toys in her place...
SUMMARY: A disoriented Sho wakes up to find himself not in his room...
He was a bit disoriented when he opened his eyes and found himself staring at light blue painted ceiling. First off, he knew that his room, essentially his own apartment, is painted off-white. Second, he knew for sure that he doesn’t have a furry rug, pillow, or anything furry at all, but the object he’s using as a pillow is furry (and soft). And third, well, actually, there is no third.
A couple more blinks and then it came to him. He’s not at his apartment but at his girlfriend’s apartment after the air conditioning in his apartment broke. She said that it’d be better if he just stay at her place since it would be more comfortable than at the greenroom and that she’d be able to accompany him since her work for the day is done. She didn’t give him a chance to object, too, not that he would want to object, since her car arrived at his apartment barely half an hour later.
And so he packed his materials; his scripts, a couple of newspapers, and his trusty laptop, and went down to meet his girlfriend, his mind ruled by the fact that he still needs to read on the issues he’d be discussing for his Zero segment.
Remembering that, he sat up with a start, only to find himself next to the center table at the living room where he’d been working at, on the furry rug his girlfriend liked to lie on, surrounded by some of her stuffed animals she likes to call her ‘babies’.
“Oh, you’re awake…” Kyoko exclaimed, looking up from the book she’s been perusing from where she sat adjacent him, her back on the sofa.
“What happened?” he asked, not remembering anything about going to sleep.
“Oh, you dozed off…” she smiled, putting her book down. “So I just made you lie among my babies…”
“How long was I out?”
“A little over thirty minutes…” she replied, glancing at her wall clock as she moved to sit beside him. “You look like you haven’t gotten much sleep…”
“I’m used to it…” he smiled, his hand reaching out to touch her face to ease out her worries. When he turned to the table though, where he’s sure he had placed his laptop, newspapers, and scripts, and saw that nothing is there except her book, he turned around to see her smiling sweetly at him. “Where are my things?”
“I hid them…” she replied simply, her sweet smile growing wider.
Seeing that smile made it impossible for him to frown at her, especially when she wrapped her hands around his waist.
“I need to do something Ko-chan…” he did manage to say. “For work…”
“No you don’t…” she said, her smile wiped away from her lips as her features grew stern. “What you need is sleep…”
“You haven’t been getting enough sleep lately…” she immediately added, withdrawing her hands from his waist before he could even say anything. “And that’s all you need for today…”
“But…” he started. But before he could say anything else, she had pushed him down to lie on the rug again.
“My house, my rules…” she pouted before lying next to him, using his chest as a pillow most probably to make sure that he stay lying down. “You are going to get some rest.”
He was held speechless for a while. But after a few seconds, he did realize that his girlfriend is saying the truth, and that what she’s doing is essentially for him too. Besides, he did say in the making for Hatenai Sora that he needed a break.
It wasn’t exactly the break that he’s hoping for, since he’d still have to go to work later in the day, but it still is something more.
With a smile, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders as he hugged her closer to him. Before he closed his eyes, he came to the realization that he’s given quite a beautiful opportunity, to close his eyes and lay back a bit with the woman he loves wrapped in his arms. And nothing is going to beat that feeling.
-----FIN-----
i'm getting rather sleepy...
readers? comments/critics are really loved... :)
but apparently, while my rhythm for writing series types of fics is still trying to get in gear, i'm having a better time writing one shot or drabble fics...
this time, it's drabbles... two of them actually... (typos/errors to be edited when i wake up...)
TITLE: Tequila
CHARACTERS: Aiba Masaki, Becky
PAIRING: Aiba/Becky
RATINGS: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: The only thing i own in this story is the plot...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Inspired by the two bottles of tequila me and some friends consumed yesterday just because they felt like drinking tequila last night... That and a previous HNA episode where Nino was 'selling' Aiba to the VIP guest since she says she prefers a calm guy by day (i can't remember what exact animal was mentioned... sort of a goat or something, i think) but a lion at night...
SUMMARY: The drunk Aiba that the world knows is different from the drunk Aiba Becky gets to see...
The drunk Aiba that the world knows is different from the drunk Aiba that Becky sees…
She couldn’t help but raise an amused (and somewhat daring) eyebrow as she watched him reach for the salt shaker.
It wasn’t really part of their plans. When they found out that he’d have the (rare) day off, they both thought they’d just hang around in her apartment after she finish her shoot for Tensai!Shimura Doubutsen for the day. He came by to pick her up on the location as per their agreement so that they could go to her place together. They had to stop by a convenience store on the way though when she recalled that she didn’t have any food stocked in her apartment.
That’s where they, well, he actually, saw that particular item that changed their plans.
A tequila bottle. And his eyes twinkling when he turned to her.
That was three hours ago, and now they’re starting on their second bottle.
It isn’t the first time for them to drink one-on-one which is why she already knew that while he is known to proclaim his love for his group when he takes in too much alcohol, something else happens when she’s there. Because when she’s there, drunk Aiba drops the ‘baka’ Aiba and assumes a whole new different persona.
Drunk Aiba + her = sensuous Aiba
That equation, plus the fact that the drink he picked can be used quite imaginatively, made their drinking session a whole lot hotter than what she originally thought.
They were just being playful at first, even after he suggested that they do body shots. They laughed through the first shots, with both of them picking quite ridiculous and more neutral places (back of the palm, the wrist, etc…), but after a few more shots, things started to change. His eyes grew more intense as he started picking spots that are a lot more erotic: her palm, then the back of her elbow, then the base of her neck, all the while sending a strong burst of current all throughout her body.
A strong sense of anticipation hung in the air when he sat next to her, the salt shaker in his hand, and his eyes looking deeply into hers. And then she felt his hand at the back of her neck, gathering all her hair to the side. He made her bow down a bit as he poured a bit of salt at the back of her neck.
A naughty grin is set on his lips as she watched him lean down to lick off the salt. She couldn’t help but close her eyes, shivering with the pleasure of the contact of his warm and wet tongue with her skin. He didn’t stop there though. Because after a while, she felt him kissing her, slowly and exquisitely, as he moved from the back of her neck to her jaw line and he didn’t stop there. So immersed was she in the sea of pleasure his lips and tongue was giving her that she didn’t notice that he had gathered her on his lap already, only realizing so when he stopped his onslaught for a bit to look at her with impassioned eyes.
And then she felt his hands move, creeping under her shirt until she felt his long hands touch her skin, making her groan with the unexpected pleasure it brought. There was still a naughty grin on his lips when he lowered his head to start nibbling at her lower lip.
“Masaki…” she murmured, her hands moving to his chest to try to stop him. It didn’t do much good though, since he just shifted position to start kissing the rest of her face.
“We’re not even done drinking...” she whispered, getting breathless because of what his lips and tongue and hands are doing to her.
Her words made Aiba pause and raise his head a bit to look at her in the eyes, as if about to agree with her.
“Yeah…” he said before his lips broke into another smile as he lowered his head to capture her lips once again.
She didn’t make any other move to stop him anymore as the hands resting on his chest move to wrap them together behind his neck, to bring him closer to her, the freshly opened tequila bottle ignored at least for the rest of the night.
-----FIN-----
TITLE: Breather
CHARACTERS: Sakurai Sho, Fukuda Kyoko
PAIRING: Sho/Kyoko
RATINGS: PG
DISCLAIMER: The only thing i own in this story is the plot...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Inspired by the making for Hatenai Sora where Sho essentially said that he'd like a break... and Fukuda Kyoko's ANS guesting where she they brought in her HUGE teddy bear (i want one!) and she said that she has tons of stuff toys in her place...
SUMMARY: A disoriented Sho wakes up to find himself not in his room...
He was a bit disoriented when he opened his eyes and found himself staring at light blue painted ceiling. First off, he knew that his room, essentially his own apartment, is painted off-white. Second, he knew for sure that he doesn’t have a furry rug, pillow, or anything furry at all, but the object he’s using as a pillow is furry (and soft). And third, well, actually, there is no third.
A couple more blinks and then it came to him. He’s not at his apartment but at his girlfriend’s apartment after the air conditioning in his apartment broke. She said that it’d be better if he just stay at her place since it would be more comfortable than at the greenroom and that she’d be able to accompany him since her work for the day is done. She didn’t give him a chance to object, too, not that he would want to object, since her car arrived at his apartment barely half an hour later.
And so he packed his materials; his scripts, a couple of newspapers, and his trusty laptop, and went down to meet his girlfriend, his mind ruled by the fact that he still needs to read on the issues he’d be discussing for his Zero segment.
Remembering that, he sat up with a start, only to find himself next to the center table at the living room where he’d been working at, on the furry rug his girlfriend liked to lie on, surrounded by some of her stuffed animals she likes to call her ‘babies’.
“Oh, you’re awake…” Kyoko exclaimed, looking up from the book she’s been perusing from where she sat adjacent him, her back on the sofa.
“What happened?” he asked, not remembering anything about going to sleep.
“Oh, you dozed off…” she smiled, putting her book down. “So I just made you lie among my babies…”
“How long was I out?”
“A little over thirty minutes…” she replied, glancing at her wall clock as she moved to sit beside him. “You look like you haven’t gotten much sleep…”
“I’m used to it…” he smiled, his hand reaching out to touch her face to ease out her worries. When he turned to the table though, where he’s sure he had placed his laptop, newspapers, and scripts, and saw that nothing is there except her book, he turned around to see her smiling sweetly at him. “Where are my things?”
“I hid them…” she replied simply, her sweet smile growing wider.
Seeing that smile made it impossible for him to frown at her, especially when she wrapped her hands around his waist.
“I need to do something Ko-chan…” he did manage to say. “For work…”
“No you don’t…” she said, her smile wiped away from her lips as her features grew stern. “What you need is sleep…”
“You haven’t been getting enough sleep lately…” she immediately added, withdrawing her hands from his waist before he could even say anything. “And that’s all you need for today…”
“But…” he started. But before he could say anything else, she had pushed him down to lie on the rug again.
“My house, my rules…” she pouted before lying next to him, using his chest as a pillow most probably to make sure that he stay lying down. “You are going to get some rest.”
He was held speechless for a while. But after a few seconds, he did realize that his girlfriend is saying the truth, and that what she’s doing is essentially for him too. Besides, he did say in the making for Hatenai Sora that he needed a break.
It wasn’t exactly the break that he’s hoping for, since he’d still have to go to work later in the day, but it still is something more.
With a smile, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders as he hugged her closer to him. Before he closed his eyes, he came to the realization that he’s given quite a beautiful opportunity, to close his eyes and lay back a bit with the woman he loves wrapped in his arms. And nothing is going to beat that feeling.
-----FIN-----
i'm getting rather sleepy...
readers? comments/critics are really loved... :)
