[Christmas Gift Fic] #10 - Never know until you try

[h_itoshi]

Title: Never know until you try
Prompt: #10 - Leaving little lovebites on each other
Wordcount: 813
Notes: PG-15? Mild R?

“That looks gross.” Nikaido breaks Senga's reading concentration, sounding mortified.

“What?” Senga looks up from his manga to see what Nikaido's talking about, not sure he even wants to know.

Nikaido's looking at the TV, making a face at the steamy foreplay-scene going on.

“... Nika what are you even watching?” Senga asks, and now that he's paying attention, he wonders how he could have not heard the girl moaning and whining like some porn star while the guy's face is in between her boobs. At least she's still wearing the bra.

“I don't know.” Nikaido mutters. “It just came on.”

Senga looks at Nikaido's face for lies for a moment, but then figures it actually just came on. He contemplates the scene for another few seconds, and then decides whatever Nikaido saw can't be worse than he can handle. “... What looks gross?”

“Hickeys.” Nikaido says, nodding towards the little scatter of reddish marks across the girl's chest.

That makes Senga snort a small unattractive laugh. “Seriously?”

Nikaido turns to glare at him, and Senga figures he really is serious.

“... Seriously?” He repeats, this time actually asking. “Why?”

“It just does.” Nikaido wrinkles his nose and he looks kind of cute. “It looks like a bruise and it's filthy and it looks like it should hurt.”

Senga looks at Nikaido with his mouth hanging lightly open in surprise. “... You've never had one?”

“No, I told you, it's gross.” Nikaido says, sounding offended by the whole idea.

“I... wow.” Senga tries to think of anytime he's left a mark on Nikaido, but can only remember Nikaido guiding him away if he lingered too long somewhere.

“You don't think so?” Nikaido asks, sounding almost as surprised as Senga is.

“I... No.” Senga says, setting his manga aside and sits up from his half-lying position. “I like it. It's hot.”

Nikaido stares silently at him for a moment. “What.”

“Yeah, it's...” Senga tries to find the words for it, but the moaning on the TV distracts him so he grabs the remote and turns it off. “It's soft but hard and it feels dirty in a way because it leaves a mark, kind of like an ownership.”

Nikaido stares at him with wide eyes for a moment, and Senga feels himself regretting going into details of his personal perception, but then Nikaido's eyes narrow. “You've had many?”

Senga has to bite back his smile when nodding, because he knows that Nikaido's jealousy kicked in at the word 'ownership'.

“... I don't think I like that.” Nikaido says after a while, eyes fierce as he looks at Senga with possession in his eyes.

“Have you ever made one?” Senga asks, trying not to smirk at how easy Nikaido is to rile up.

“No.” Nikaido says darkly, but Senga sees how his eyes wander over Senga's neck, and he stretches a little just to tease.

“... Do you want to try?” Senga says softly, stroking away the hair from his neck and something sparks in Nikaido's eyes.

It takes Nikaido probably three seconds to push Senga down onto the couch, hovering over him and sliding his thigh between Senga's legs.

Senga tilts his head to the side, secretly loving to be dominated as Nikaido's hands finds his wrists and lips attack his neck.

“Nika...” He breathes as Nikaido parts his lips to let his tongue slide over Senga's pulse before he starts to suck, gentle and experimenting at first.

Eventually he grazes his teeth over the area and then he sucks harder, and Senga can't help grinding the beginning of an erection against Nikaido's thigh.

Nikaido pulls away with a feather light kiss over the mark that aches and throbs and spreads tingles over Senga's skin.

Nikaido leans back to look at Senga's face, jealousy settling back and making place for curiosity. Senga knows he must look rather disheveled, his breathing elevated and a blush of arousal on his cheeks, blooming dark mark on his neck.

“... I like it better when it's mine.” Nikaido decides and slowly sits back, releasing Senga's wrists. “You're gonna get it so bad from manager-san for that.”

“That's half the thrill.” Senga smiles breathily, trying to calm his racing blood.

“You're a freak.” Nikaido accuses, and rubs pointedly against Senga's crotch, making him groan.

Senga heaves himself up, ignoring his cock who tries to yell at him that it likes Nikaido's thigh and would like to keep rubbing against it, finally sitting up properly.

“I'll show you freak.” He says and grabs Nikaido by the hair, tilting his head to the side and latches his mouth onto Nikaido's throat just below his ear just as he straddles Nikaido's lap, turning Nikaido's sound of protest into a breathy moan.

Comments

[justironic.livejournal.com]

Errrr uhhh unf

[h-itoshi.livejournal.com]

xD <3
(This is in my personal top 3 ehe)

[justironic.livejournal.com]

i don't think i have a top 3. more like top 10. maybe

[snowqueenofhoth.livejournal.com]

LOL word. I'm right there with justironic. I love basically ALLLLL the Nisen how could you possibly pick a top three?! XD

But this is hot and a;sdkjsl also I'd like to think REAL, because damn, seeing is believing. XD

[h-itoshi.livejournal.com]

Haha well, if it's your own works it's easier than with others I guess? xD

YAY thank you! And I'm with you, seeing is believing xD <3