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October 8 2010, 14:37:37 UTC 1 year ago
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October 8 2010, 20:45:15 UTC 1 year ago
Sugata/Takuto/Wako, first kiss
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George punched his arm. Hard. Takuto winced. "Shape? You think this is about looking good? This is SPIRITUAL. This is a way of life. This is how you test your boundaries, and become the man you were born to be!"
"Oh. Okay," said Takuto. He fidgeted with his boxing gloves. They didn't seem to feel right.
"Now, I want you to come at me with a hard right hook. You know the difference between a hook and a job, don't you?" said George.
"Yeah..." said Takuto uncertainly. Then his natural sense of determination overcame his nervousness and he threw a truly killer right hook at George's face.
To his amazement, he found his arm grabbed, his body thrown to the floor, and his form pinned beneath George's significant weight.
Takuto squirmed. "Pretty impressive. Okay, you can let me up now."
George gave him a disdainful look. "Let you up? You think an enemy is just going to say, okay, you can get up now?"
Takuto gave an embarrassed smile. Yeah, but you're not my enemy, are you? This is just practice."
"Who says I'm not your enemy?" said George.
Takuto wasn't sure how to respond to this.
"You came to my boxing arena, alone, in the middle of the night. If you cried out for help, nobody would hear you," said George.
Takuto suddenly became worried. The atmosphere in the room had changed.
George's body covered Takuto's easily. His face hovered over the other boy's, and his feet went down at least six inches farther than Takuto's did. Takuto was really trapped.
All of a sudden, Takuto's cheerful idiot demeanor slipped. He became serious. "So, what do you plan to do now?"
Now George was the one who was uncertain. "What do you want me to do?"
Takuyo just gave him a flat look. He seemed older than he really was. As though he had some knowledge that no one else around him did. "You know, don't you? Why don't you do it? It's all right with me."
These words lit some unexpected fire in George's body. He flipped the other boy onto his belly.
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October 8 2010, 14:41:48 UTC 1 year ago
magical girl powersmecha.Anonymous
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October 8 2010, 20:09:21 UTC 1 year ago
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Oh, forgot to add: I don't care who the kiss is from, as long as all three are somehow involved. Thanks, anon!Anonymous
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October 8 2010, 20:22:35 UTC 1 year ago
Sugata is happy for Wako to date other guys-- as long as he gets to test-drive them first to make sure they're suitable.
Optional: Wako watches.
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October 9 2010, 13:44:38 UTC 1 year ago
crotch rocketmotorcycle.Bonus points if George is included.
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October 20 2010, 04:15:27 UTC 1 year ago
Whatever he wants (1/6)
My first time filling a request. I hope you like it, OP. ><Also, I suck with titles--
Tetsuya had been knocking on the door for the past ten minutes, getting a bit irritated that the occupant in the room wasn’t answering the door. He kept his cool and continued waiting, but then decided to give just one more knock before leaving, to possibly come back later. Though just as he was about to knock on the door, it opened slightly with a small creak only to reveal the darkness of the room.
“…What is it…?” A husky voice had asked from inside the room.
“Come on, George! Why do you have to answer like that? You have to come out, eventually, you know! Now open up!” Tetsuya attempted pushing the door open but failed when the other kept his weight against it, preventing the door from budging open even further. Tetsuya growled in frustration as he kept pushing against the door, cursing for being much lighter then George who had that undeniable physique of a boxer, which he was.
Tetsuya huffed, quitting his attempt of pushing on the door and took a few steps back. Seeing that George had opened the door more, probably trying to check if he had taken off, he made his move. He grinned as he charged at the door as quickly as his feet could carry him before ramming into the door with his shoulder. Ignoring the jolt of pain from the impact, he finally managed to slip inside the room courtesy of the wider doorway space he had managed to make. George stumbled from the impact and cursed Tetsuya for managing to get in.
“Hey! Was that necessary?!” He said a bit loudly, obviously irritated with the other.
“Well, of course! You wouldn’t open the door!”
“I did open the door!”
“You know what I mean!”
“Well, now that you’ve managed to swindle your way in here, what is it?” he huffed as he closed the door, walking back over to where he had been working out earlier. The only light that had been in the room a while ago from the hall was gone now which left the place darker and harder for Tetsuya to see, his eyes still needing to adjust to the sudden change.
“Err…do you honestly need to have the lights off?” He growled as he stumbled around looking for the light switch. Finally finding it after a few run ins with some unwanted objects, he flipped it to the on position.
George flinched, his eyes squinting from the seemingly unforgiving artificial light. He turned around to look at Tetsuya shouting, “turn the lights back off!”
“No! I can’t see-!” He had begun to retort but then gasped, seeing his friend’s state of dress or lack thereof.
George was completely shirtless with a towel around his neck and a pair of sweat pants. Trickles of sweat could be seen here and there making his body almost glisten. Tetsuya froze and just stared. George quickly caught onto this and took a few steps over to his friend.
“Hey! Stop looking and start talking!”
This got Tetsuya to finally snap out of whatever stupor he was in. He felt a blush coming on and quickly looked away.
“I uh…right um…s-sorry…Um I wanted to…talk. All you’ve been doing is locking yourself in here. I know you lost but…come on, man. You need to stop thinking about this so much…I got beat pretty bad, too, you know…Why not do something else, rather than just work out here, locked in your room?”
George didn’t respond and merely turned his back to the other, walking back over to the treadmill.
Tetsuya growled, grabbing his arm to stop him from going any further.
“Come on, George! Stop this! I’m getting worried about you! You do nothing but stay in your room! Are you even eating?! And you haven’t even spoken to me or Benio in days! Come on, we’ll go out and do something! Hang out, do whatever, anything you want! Just stop thinking so much about getting beaten by that damn Galactic Pretty Boy!”
“…You talk too much. Fine, I’ll do something else if it will stop you from knocking on my door almost every ten minutes on the dot.”
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November 2 2010, 10:30:16 UTC 1 year ago
Too Much (1/2)
Sugata can't stop his fingers from trembling where they're gripping onto the headboard. Sweat blurs his vision, stinging and forcing him to close his eyes. His muscles ache. He's been tensed up for so long that his need to come is overwhelming in its intensity, but Takuto's just getting started. Sugata groans, pushing his hips back. The finger stroking his insides isn't nearly enough, light brushes against his prostate doing nothing to soothe his need."C'mon, Sugata, I said I'd take it slow the first time," Takuto says, reproachfully. "You keep grinding into me like that and I'll lose control, won't I?" A movement, then another slick finger presses inexorably past Sugata's clenching muscles.
"Ta- ah god Taku- Takuto, please-" Sugata gasps for breath when Takuto's long fingers press, firmly, against the spot that makes him see stars. "Don't want- not slow," he can't get the words to sound right, all his body wants to do is moan and make little whimpery noises in the back of his throat. He needs more, needs more of Takuto everywhere, inside him right now. Takuto has been stripping away his veneer of calm since day one, and he has finally torn it all away. Sugata feels like a collection of nerves tuned to pleasure, just pleasure at Takuto's confident touch and Takuto's bright voice whispering filth into his ear.
The fingers in him do a little twist, and Sugata cries out. This is the first time that he's been the one receiving, but Takuto is a quick learner.
"Good?" Takuto breathes, his free hand dancing up Sugata's back to wind itself in Sugata's blue, blue hair. Sugata can't speak. If he opens his mouth he's not going to be able to stop the moans, and there's only so much noise you can make in a dorm. What was he thinking- but Sugata isn't in any sort of condition to assess his reasons at the moment, and somewhere in the back of his mind he's glad.
Sugata feels Takuto draw his fingers out, slowly, and a sudden sensation of cold makes him inhale sharply. "Sorry," Takuto whispers.
Then a hot, blunt pressure is at his entrance and Sugata tips his head back, mouth open, eyes screwed shut. "Alright?" Takuto asks, and before he can answer there is punishing heat filling him, stretching him more than he believes possible, so much it's almost more than he can take and Sugata can barely hear Takuto's gasping comfort-words through the fog filling his brain, can't keep the sound from escaping, so beautifully achingly full. Takuto is still speaking, so Sugata tries to focus, tries to listen to the words, and his mind clears just a little. Takuto's moving, slowly, rocking back and forth and grinding against Sugata's prostate. Sugata wants to tell him that he can't, anymore, he can't think straight because it's too much stimulation too much Takuto right there too much, it's all so intense and Sugata can't breathe.
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October 15 2010, 21:10:31 UTC 1 year ago
Sweet lovin in the mecha~
bonus points if Takuto yells out "fabulous" during sex
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October 17 2010, 02:03:21 UTC 1 year ago
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December 2 2010, 14:40:34 UTC 1 year ago
Garasu Goshi ♥
There is a knock on the glass beside Sugata, breaking his concentration."Hey, Sugata." He looks up to see Takuto on the other side of the glass wall, red-cheeked and looking very embarrassed. Interesting.
"What is it?"
"Have you ever, you know. Um. You know." Takuto can't seem to get the words out, leaning his forehead against the barrier frustratedly. His breath fogs up the glass. Sugata is, by now, slightly baffled at this. It's long past the time when other students should have already gone home; he's only here because of a meeting. And there's no Drama Club today. What is Takuto doing?
"Actually, Takuto, I don't know," he says, closing his textbook and sliding it under his desk. He zips his pencilbox and starts to pack his bag. "Perhaps you'd care to explain?"
There's another knock on the glass, and Sugata looks up from his bag to see Takuto exhale onto the glass again.
"Takuto, what--"
He stops as Takuto, very slowly, draws a heart in the fogged up area. When the fog clears Takuto is determinedly looking away, blushing furiously. The red clashes horribly with his hair, Sugata notes.
"Hey." He knocks on his side of the glass. Takuto looks at him from the corner of his eye. Sugata breathes on the glass and draws- ':)'. Then he smiles at Takuto, his own cheeks pink-tinged. "Is that what you mean?"
Takuto grins, and puckers up ridiculously, moving closer to the glass.
"I'm not kissing a goldfish, Takuto. Not even through the glass." Takuto pouts, but his face returns to normal.
When they press their lips to the glass, Sugata imagines he can feel the heat of Takuto's lips and the soft-sweetness of his smile.
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October 22 2010, 00:12:47 UTC 1 year ago
On Sugata's bed.
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October 23 2010, 07:34:04 UTC 1 year ago
Crackfic!
Galatic Pretty Boy!SugataSugata is VERY against being a Galatic Pretty Boy.
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December 18 2010, 07:58:47 UTC 1 year ago
Brothers in Arms 1/2
First attempt at writing/posting something... and the humour is maybe a bit subdued for a crack!fic. But anyway!Sugata was in the middle of saying ‘no’ for the eighth time when Takuto walked into the club room.
‘Yo!’ he said happily, with a general wave to everyone in the room. Then he appeared to notice the atmosphere and his smile shrank. ‘What’s up?’
‘Nothing,’ Sugata stated firmly, at the same time as Sarina crowed ‘Takuto, guess what!’
He tried to pin her with a stern look, but Wako had clearly managed to pass on the secret to being immune to said looks. Don’t you dare, he thought urgently, you know he’ll take it the wrong way!
She grinned, and casually swung an arm around a very confused Takuto’s shoulders. ‘Sugata,’ she drawled, ‘Can probably pilot Samek now.’
Takuto blinked. ‘But- that’s great! We’ll be unstoppable now!’
Sugata upgraded the stern look to a glare. No more, Sarina. Not one word more.
Takuto didn’t seem to notice. ‘-and none of theirs will stand a chance, it’ll be awesome! It’s totally safe, right? Hey, why don’t you try it out next time?’
Sugata took a deep breath. ‘No,’ he said firmly. Nine.
Takuto paused in the middle of what he clearly thought was a suitable battle pose. ‘Huh?’
‘No,’ Sugata repeated (Ten). He folded his arms. ‘I have no intention of becoming a pilot. And it isn’t necessary. Between my first phase and Tauburn, we have strength enough already.’
‘That’s right,’ Wako chimed, ‘He should avoid using his powers at all! We still don’t really know what will happen!’
Takuto’s pose melted and he looked chastened. ‘Right, sorry.’
If possible, Sarina grinned even wider. ‘But that’s not why you’re refusing, is it Sugata?’
He glared at her. No, no, no, no! Don’t you dare!
She sighed dramatically. ‘Just because Samek has some… conditions… that aren’t to your taste, you take our most powerful weapon off the table?’
‘Sarina… ,’ Wako warned.
Takuto looked from one to the other. ‘Conditions?’
‘Nothing worth discussing,’ Sugata growled. ‘Now, the play-‘
‘Conditions,’ Sarina interjected, ‘that you may be familiar with, Takuto.’
‘The play-’
‘What kind of conditions?’
‘Sarina!’ Sugata snapped.
But Sarina apparently couldn’t hold the secret in any longer. ‘He’s a Galactic Pretty Boy too!’ she burst out laughing.
Now Sugata knew why his predecessors never woke up. It was out of mortification.
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October 24 2010, 22:57:53 UTC 1 year ago
Wako's ep 4 fantasy: smutty extended edition.
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January 13 2011, 02:13:23 UTC 1 year ago
Once Upon a Daydream [1/?]
I apologize…for taking forever to get to the point.---
The image came to her instantly.
A bed, covered in smooth silk linen, draped beneath an inviting canopy. Two bodies, one lying down, trying desperately to get up – and the other pushing the previous boy down effortlessly. What seemed undeniably taboo was the fact that they were touching so intimately. His chest – the other boy was touching his chest! And without a shirt on too! And then he’s just leaving his hand there, and now he’s trailing it shamelessly down his abdomen and…
Wako isn’t sure why she’s imagining all of this. She doesn’t think the glistening roses surrounding the bed are necessary, nor does she think that the mood-setting, pinkish veil is very effective. (She can see everything going on behind it, perfectly clear.)
But most of all, she doesn’t understand why it was so natural for her to picture her two best friends like this: shirtless and in bed together. Why it made sense for her to picture Sugata as the one on top. Why the image of Takuto fidgeting on the sheets beneath him came so easily.
“Su-Sugata?” asks the boy below, and Wako doesn’t blame him for stuttering.
To have the school’s most popular idol straddling your hips and touching you so sensually, it must be nerve wrecking. And then to have his hand rest on your stomach, inches away from the dip of your belly button, the tips of his fingers barely grazing your skin…and then to watch him smile. He places his other hand beside your shoulder and the bed sinks as he pushes his weight forward, leaning in slowly towards you.
Wako feels a little bit of pity for Takuto, he looks so horribly confused.
But Sugata just presses onward, his face mere inches from Takuto’s and says “Don’t worry,” in a deep, husky voice.
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October 26 2010, 20:25:07 UTC 1 year ago
Kanako/Simone/Takashi
Kanako gets off to watching Simone and Takashi fucking on camera. Bonus points for Simone topping.Anonymous
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November 9 2010, 02:02:46 UTC 1 year ago
Sugata shows Takuto the true meaning of his 'King's Pillar' LOL. XD
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January 13 2011, 05:22:50 UTC 1 year ago
Metaphor Abuse [1/2]
This was probably not what you wanted…---
His attention was quickly averted when a single piece of paper landed on his desk. It was folded in half, slightly crumpled, and came from the direction of his best friend.
Sugata surreptitiously moved it underneath his desk and then peered at it from above. He didn’t need any more confirmation that it was indeed from Takuto after he saw the messy handwriting. Not like the innocently whistling teen next to him was being secretive or anything.
When do I get to see your King’s Pillar again? ;)
That…that was not something he was expecting to see scribbled on the note. He checked again to see if the teacher was watching – she wasn’t – and if Takuto was smirking – he was. Goddammit, Takuto.
Despite his better judgment, he found himself replying to the obscene letter.
Isn’t last night enough? You know if I use my ‘King’s Pillar’ too often it’s going to lead to…health problems.
There, that should do it.
Since Sugata wasn’t really sure what Takuto was hinting towards anyway. For now, he would just play dumb to whether his friend was referring to the battle yesterday or the activities thereafter. He didn’t know which one he was hoping for, either was a topic not meant to be discussed in school regardless.
He got a second note back almost immediately.
We just need to work on your stamina! That way you’ll stop falling into a coma afterwards. Haha, man I can’t believe you can only last for one phase. :P
The blue-haired boy flushed at the message. Without thinking he quickly sought to defend himself on paper.
That was just once! And it was because the circumstances were too demanding! If you had just put out more on your part, then the whole situation could have been avoided! >:O
The note was already passed before Sugata realized how much of a woman he sounded. With a cringe, he waited impatiently for Takuto to finish his reply and pass it back to him.
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November 15 2010, 19:19:33 UTC 1 year ago
Bonus points if Wako has to watch and is completely unable to help.
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January 9 2011, 07:37:43 UTC 1 year ago
Seconded
WANTWANT SO HARD.
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November 15 2010, 19:25:15 UTC 1 year ago
A series of memos
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November 21 2010, 22:43:49 UTC 1 year ago
hhhhnnnnggg that panting
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November 25 2010, 05:41:04 UTC 1 year ago
And now for something completely different...
Head/Fish Girl(Sanaka) - anything. maybe something with that collar and chain.Anonymous
April 12 2011, 02:04:15 UTC 1 year ago
Head/Sakana Pt.1
He had a whole collection of chains, cuffs, and collars he liked to use on her. Once, he brought out a dozen chains, locked the end of each to her collar, and locked the other end to a bar of the cage. When he was done, they spilled out over her body in every direction, the cold metal stroking her every time she moved. He left her enough leeway so she could move freely about inside the cage. He found the quiet rattling of the chains soothing, he told her.He’d mentioned once that he was a painter, and he’d gotten the cage as a subject for a still-life. He’d decided he liked it and never got rid of it.
“I’d like to see that paintings,” she said.
“I sold it a while back,” he said. In fact, she’d never seen a painting of his. For all she knew, he wasn’t a painter at all. Maybe it was just some whimsical fantasy he maintained. That would be like him.
Actually, she sort of liked the sound of the chains too. Especially once she had some of his fine white wine inside her. She spun slowly in a circle as the chains tightened around her body, until they constricted her breath, then spun slowly in the other direction. It made a sound like rain falling on the ocean.
One time he chained her wrists together and attached the other end to a hook in the ceiling of the cage. She had enough length to sit down with her hands just above her head. He didn’t leave her that way for long, out of concern for her comfort, but after he chained her he wanted to hear about her secret altar on the North Island. He wanted to hear about the various rituals she had performed there, and how she had felt performing them. He wouldn’t let her go until she’d answered all the questions to his satisfaction. Afterward he kissed her wrists and rubbed her hands to warm them, even though she’d never complained of any discomfort.
If she really wanted to, she could squeeze between the bars of the cage and leave. But where would she go? She had never been very happy tending the North altar; that was the opening he had used to first lure her away from her duty. And certainly now that her seal was broken, there was no reason to go back there.
“Did you take pride in your duties?” he asked her one time. “Or did you only resent them?”
“It was a little of both.” She didn’t want to admit, even to herself, that she’d been half-suspicious of what he was planning when he’d taken her underground to “show her the ruins.” When he’d told her to apprivoise, she’d felt a little betrayed, but she’d felt relief as well.
She knew the two of them couldn’t go on forever like this. But time seemed suspended while she was in the cage. His studio was like a great weightless bubble holding still while time passed it by. She told him this once. At the time, he was trying something new with the chains. He attached a cuff to one wrist, wrapped the chain up around her arm, around her torso and breasts, then back down the other arm to another cuff.
“Stretch your arms out behind your back,” he told her.
She did, and the chains tightened and squeezed her breasts, making her shiver.
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