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andsuddenlydynamite ([personal profile] andsuddenlydynamite) wrote2010-07-28 10:55 pm
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When Hayato found himself back in his world, alone, he naturally had written off what happened at the manor as a dream... but at the same time... he couldn’t help but feel the pangs of heartbreak. He felt stupid for falling for something that had to have been a dream.... but the idea of having someone that loved him for just being him... it... it was too good to be true... but didn’t matter now. He had to push his feelings aside. His future self had failed the Tenth, now he was in the future with his boss to try to prevent this from happening. But it wasn’t easy, the Vongola were being hunted for their Vongola rings by the Millefiore family. While he didn't want to admit it... he was scared. He had already failed the Tenth once, he was in this strange foreign world where there was a price on his head, and to top it all off he had lost the boy who loved him.... naturally his mood had taken a SPECIAL turn south. He had already lashed out on Yamamoto a few times. Now him and the baseball idiot were screwed into an all knew lifetime because he lost his temper. One of the Millefiore generals had engaged them in a fight, Yamamoto was down, and now Hayato was being toyed with by Gamma. The man had him pinned on the ground, stepping on his hand until their was a sickening crack. Hayato screamed in agony but refused to say a word... he would gladly die for his boss’s sake. This was all his fault to begin with. If he hadn’t acted out... if his future self hadn’t failed his boss....
deeplymeaningless: ([serious] I can't lose)

this is srs bsns, okay?! XD

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-03-29 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
And all that served pretty well to get Ryuutaro more and more erect in next to no time and reduce him to a mess of little noises. He was more sensitive than he wanted to be, but again the 'no-caring-anymore' kicked in, reliable as it was, and served to make self-consciousness get lost somewhere in all sorts of other feelings.
And Hayato did have similar problems, or maybe not really problems after all. Ryuutaro couldn't help but smirk a bit as he let his fingers tip-toe down his boyfriends chest, slowly, feathery, because he had all the time in the world for this.
Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, the less awkward Ryuutaro got about all this the more of a tease he became.
It didn't take terribly long for him to open up his boyfriend's jeans though.
deeplymeaningless: ([smile] Being a good kid in the crowd)

THIS ICON APPROVES.

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-04-08 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
It had taken Ryuutaro about forever to figure out how to act in situations like this (and he was not proud of his slow learning speed at all), but luckily enough he was in the process of mastering it finally.
He smirked a bit and wrapped his thin fingers around Hayato's member, travelling up and down, first feathery and then with a bit more pressure.

And then the smirk vanished in favour of more pleasured expression. Being sensitive as he was was curse and blessing in one. "Mhm..." Not the most wordy contribution, but what conversation in first place? And who cared?
deeplymeaningless: ([smile] [smirk] Obligatory pose)

My thoughts exactly /sob

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-04-10 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
If his face hadn't already been flushed from the arousal alone, this would have been where Ryuutaro had turned bright red. Hayato's straight forward nature in these things was really driving him insane.
Any sort of disapproving reaction was expertly blocked by Hayato's movement though. Instead of rolling his eyes or anything Ryuutaro just moaned quietly. Hayato had tactics with these things, he had to give him that.

'Right here' though? Seriously...
"No... preference... But, H-hayato... right here... seems less than comfortable...."
Ryuutaro wasn't going to be picky about wherever they slept with each other in this apartment that he had entered for the first time today.. But the floor seemed like the least classy thing in the world to him, that much was sure.
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[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-04-11 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
The sensation of being stretched like this did and had always lingered between 'weird', 'uncomfortable' and 'pleasant'. Over time as Ryuutaro got used to everything it had gravitates more and more towards pleasant though, which he was thankful for.
It was not helping him think more clearly, but then again that wasn't needed all that much. In the end, what did it matter where? As long as it happened and there was absolutely no way around that right now.

As the kiss ended Ryuutaro leaned his forehead against Hayato's shoulder, catching his breath for a second. "C-couch... sounds acceptable."
But no matter what, if he was expected to speak then it would be correct phrases. If Hayato could muster up the self control to speak properly, so could he (ignoring the fact that he was just... not as able to). That he just practically said the first and easiest word coming to his mind was just a minor setback in the grand picture.
And because talking was still annoying no matter what, Ryuutaro changed his actions to lightly kissing over Hayato's shoulder and upper chest. Took way less brainpower after all.
deeplymeaningless: ([shock] You wanna WHAT me?)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-04-14 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Ryuutaro had to admit that he liked the fact that he nearly never had to walk to wherever they would continue their intimacy. Maybe being carried in public was embarrassing and he was not a damsel or anything after all... but in private he had come to enjoy it a lot. Good thing Hayato was so strong.
For now Ryuutaro just let Hayato do whatever he wanted... No matter how much more used he got to this, getting him to be active was still a bit of work.
He moaned out silently as Hayato's fingers entered him again, moving back against them a bit. The coolness of the oil felt weird, but Ryuutaro had come to accept that 'weird' in sexual activities often lead to 'pleasant' just a moment later. At least that was how he perceived it.

... passive or not, it was a bit annoying to be facing away from Hayato though. Ryuutaro glanced over his shoulder to look at his boyfriend. That was a bit uncomfortable, but whatever. "...hmh... enough of this... "
He was getting rather build up for real intercourse, too.
"... hayato...."
deeplymeaningless: ([serious] also sad..)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-04-15 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
"A-aah..!"
The shoutout couldn't really be taken for a complaint and it wasn't meant to be. Of course it did hurt. It always did. But not badly so, not enough to ask for Hayato to stop. Against popular beliefs Ryuutaro was not a glass doll after all.
This was close to sensory overload though. So much, so fast.
But it wasn't like he could complain. It only took a bit to get used to Hayato inside of him, this was far from their first time after all.
Ryuutaro's fingers gripped the fabric of the couch firmly as he pushed back against Hayato, trying to find sync with him.
He couldn't hold back in making noises anymore, from gasps to moans. Hayato's mouth on his neck, his body so close... Ryuutaro liked.
deeplymeaningless: ([smirk] Psycho)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-04-15 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
It was easy to forget the world existed, if they were just like this, nothing more. Maybe forgetting the world was what Ryuutaro had needed, too. This place he needed to stay at... the manor... the world that was not his any longer... To get them all out of his mind.
Right now all he could think and feel was Hayato and it was fine just like that.
So fast, so intense... His strangled noises were growing louder as he felt his climax building up slowly.

"Hayato... A-ah... hmh.. "

Like this it was easy to forget about pride and these things, too.

"...I love...you..."
Just that. Nothing more.
deeplymeaningless: ([Smirk] Your arrogance will be your doom)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-04-21 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Ryuutaro's eyes finally dropped shut for good. It was only a matter of moments until he was over the edge, there was no need for sight right now.
He was in love and he was loved and the importance of that even took priority over the physical pleasure of being together like this.

It didn't take long until there was no thought left inside of him. His mind went colorless (not white, not black, just colorless) and blank. It felt so good though.
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[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-05-01 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Ryuutaro was glad that his brain was reduced to rather basic functions right now. (Sometime when he'd had too much time he'd figured that that most likely served to not make people question the, well... raw nature of all this.) All it told him was 'feeling good' and that was more than okay.
He in- and exhaled slowly, catching his breath a bit. In the more or less comfortable position they were in he let his fingers travel over Hayato's arms lightly.

He wanted to say something, but then he stayed silent after all. There wasn't anything worth being spoken on his part. He was still pretty hot and exhausted at the same time and it probably wasn't the perfect time for conversation at all.
deeplymeaningless: ([serious] [anger] Developing hatred)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-05-08 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Ryuutaro kept his eyes half-way closed, letting out a content sigh. His lips were curled into a little smile.
As Hayato moved in closer he raised his left arm to wrap it around his boyfriend's naked back affectionately. His fingertips traveled lightly over the skin, not following any kind of specific pattern.

Beautiful.
Immediately he started to think about how he must look right now. It just came automatically. Sweaty, blushing, with messy hair, ruined make-up... That was the opposite of how beautiful was defined, even though Ryuutaro knew he had the ability to look at least 'good' doing pretty much anything.
But maybe Hayato didn't care about these things, really didn't care. Even after all this time it was an unsettling yet comforting feeling.
Ryuutaro pulled his boyfriend down further, softly kissing him in doing so.
"You're just too kind..."
deeplymeaningless: ([♥] Why. Do. I. Have. This?)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-05-09 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
He had been partly expecting this, but still... again? He wasn't sure he could handle that... But then again, he wasn't made of glass. And somewhere in between the usual 'god, Hayato...'... this was nice.
Being with his boyfriend like this, all close and intimate. No thoughts, no anything. And he couldn't say he was exactly opposed to some more either.

"... so?", he pressed up a bit closer against Hayato's body, "...show me then."
He laughed lightly.
Some part of his mind wanted to add 'as long as you don't mind me passing out afterwards', but that wasn't the kind of thing he'd ever say out loud.
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[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-05-12 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
Ryuutaro's brain lost the ability to keep up the moment Hayato started actually sucking and maybe that was good because before he'd just had a mass of letters in his head that didn't actually make much sense either.
To put it simple, he'd been pretty terrified, because no matter how often they slept with each other, he still was the most innocent and simple person. But then through the mental keysmashing and very much real blushing, he just had to moan. Sanity aside, this felt just really good. He was getting aroused to fast...
And it was embarrassing and awkward and oh god... Meeting Hayato's eyes he blushed even more, a rare thing for him, then he had to turn his head away a bit. But at the same time...
"...d-don't stop"
Even if he wasn't able to play over how he really didn't know what to think his body had the priorities set straight out.
deeplymeaningless: ([♥] Why. Do. I. Have. This?)

[personal profile] deeplymeaningless 2012-05-14 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Ryuutaro didn't actually want to, but he couldn't help acting according to Hayato's previous allowance. Not moving his hips at least a bit turned out to be an impossible thing. This was way too weird to be so way too pleasurable, but it didn't seem like anything would listen to this kind of logic.
He moaned, his breath going in quick gasps and his fingers dug into the couch tightly...
"...hah...hayato..."
He wouldn't have expected something like this to feel so good, but sadly enough he needed it to come to a stop soon. Because there was no way he would actually let something like... finishing.. now happen. That was just too strange to someone as him.
"A-ah. S-stop..."

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