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Title: Kaoru’s Break
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fonulyn
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Kaoru/Die, Kaoru/Michael Scofield (from Prison Break, played by Wentworth Miller)
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: It was dark in the alley, and for a split second Kaoru wasn’t even certain what had possessed him to exit the smoky club and get out there. One glance back over his shoulder reminded him of that though, and it took him only a heartbeat to turn around to face the man that had followed him.
Comments:
fonulyn: Sooo, I know that at the point of reading the pairing probably most of you went all “o___O” and thought I’ve gone insane. Well, in a way I DID kinda go insane XD But don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it seems. Ultimately, the Kaoru/Die aspect in the ficlet is the main one, since it’s the pair everything comes back to. So you might wanna give it a try even if the other pair doesn’t really tickle your fancy XD haha, I admit, it is total crack! And there is no sense in it. The pairing I mean, the fic itself DOES make plenty of sense! This was all born from Kaoru blogging about watching Prison Break and the conversation I had with cateris afterwards, so this is dedicated to her x) Plus, a longer explanation of the reasons behind this are underneath the cut. Feel free to skip it and get to the fic if you want though. Yeah… I guess I’m done here XD
And feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
Plus, the archive.
[AUTHOR’S NOTES] Okay so I wanted to give you a little longer explanation on where the hell the odd pair comes from really XD So, here it goes. As said, Kaoru blogged about watching Prison Break, and as a fan of the series I of course had to squeal about it whencateris reposted the blog-entry in her own journal. The talk began from us assuming that while watching the show, Kaoru imagines himself as one of the characters and we were thinking who it could be. Well, duh, of course it has to be Michael, who is a clever hunk, who everyone falls for, and who is fully tattooed on top of it! I at least bet Kaoru would love to be him. Or do him. Only that as cateris pointed out, it would probably end up the other way around. So, by the end of the talk, I had gotten this weird idea stuck to my head that I should write something about the two of them x) Hence, this was born. Although my obsessed little mind couldn’t stop from throwing Kaoru/Die in as well. And NOW I’m gonna shut up finally. I promise XD
Kaoru’s Break
It was dark in the alley, and for a split second Kaoru wasn’t even certain what had possessed him to exit the smoky club and get out there. One glance back over his shoulder reminded him of that though, and it took him only a heartbeat to turn around to face the man that had followed him. Yes, definitely something worth having a nice, hot moment with. Slowly he scanned the man’s appearance thoroughly, the way the thin shirt was sticking to him like a second skin, revealing enough of the toned chest covered in tattoos to make Kaoru’s mind race wildly. The other man was taller than he, by good fifteen centimetres and although usually Kaoru didn’t like to be dominated so clearly, to be left nearly helpless, right now it turned him on like nothing else.
Everything happened like in a haze. The taller man stepped closer, ducking his head a bit as he looked at his companion from deep, almost curious eyes, obviously pleased by what he saw. His hands came to rest on Kaoru’s hips, fingers curling until they were digging into soft flesh even through the rough fabric of his jeans. Kaoru could sense the heat, devolving from that firm body so close to his own, and before he even noticed it a small sigh had fallen from his lips. It felt that his senses were going into an overdrive, sensitive for each little detail around him, from the way those large palms felt on his waist to the hot breath that was ghosting over his face.
Slowly, Kaoru lifted his chin, almost defiantly, as if challenging the other man to go further. There was a mischievous glint in those green tinted eyes, that so typical little smirk curving the man’s lips for a split second before he took the hint, practically slamming Kaoru’s form against the next flat surface available. His back was pressed against the wall, his shirt riding up just enough that he could feel the rough concrete against the exposed skin between the hem of his shirt and his belt. Yet, his brains didn’t even have the needed time to register that before the other man pressed closer, pinned him against the wall until all he could think of was the muscled form against him, the broad chest and the long arms, easily holding him in place whether he wanted it or not.
Kaoru wanted it though, wanted it so badly that he didn’t even try to resist. His fiery nature took over, and when their lips met for the first time Kaoru almost bit the other man’s lower lip accidentally while moving in to deepen the contact. His small hands were running up the broad back from his companion’s waist to his shoulder blades, coming to rest there so he could pull him closer, could press against him even more as the intoxicating kiss made his head spin and his world crumble down at his feet. Heat was rapidly rising inside of him, gathering in his haunches and gods was he growing hard faster than he could even realize. The best part of it all, by far, was how he could clearly feel he wasn’t the only one affected by the moment so intensely, so fast on top of that.
When he felt those able fingers move from the small of his back to unbutton his pants, he didn’t even try to resist. Contrarily, he couldn’t wait for what was bound to happen, was already shivering in pure anticipation…
Suddenly, Kaoru’s eyes snapped wide open. His chest was rising and sinking rapidly with ragged breaths, sweat beading on his skin and he could still feel his heart beat thousand miles an hour. For a long moment he didn’t see anything in the darkness, not before his eyes got used to the lack of light and he slowly began to see shapes and forms, making out the familiar surroundings. Still, the realization struck him enough to make him startle, as he realized he was lying in his own bed. At home, instead of some back-alley of a loud club.
He inhaled shakily, swallowing hard as he closed his mouth, and for the next moments he simply tried to fight for composure. That had been one friggin’ vivid dream! For a long moment he could’ve sworn it had really happened, and the feeling it had left behind was nowhere near an average dream. This had been intense, at least he didn’t have a better word for describing it. It made him laugh though when he realized just who he had been dreaming of. His shoulders were shaking lightly, the low chuckles falling from his lips, and he shook his head a little bit as if to clear it after such a dream. Or fantasy, that would maybe be a better word for it.
The sound of his laughter was resonating in the air, and soon resulted in the mattress shifting as the man beside him startled awake as well. Smiling, Kaoru turned his head, and his smile even widened as he witnessed the scene presented for him. Die’s hair was sticking up to every possible direction, a sweet frown on his full lips as he tried to blink to make his eyes work properly enough to see in the darkness. Kaoru rolled over, brushing a strand of dark hair behind the younger man’s ear in a gentle gesture. “Go back to sleep, Die.” He whispered lowly, affection clear in the tone of his voice. “Go back to sleep. I just had this weird dream.” The frown melted away from the younger guitarist’s lips and he settled back down on the mattress, sighing contently as he was pulled into the familiar embrace.
“What was the dream about?” He asked, his voice a sleepy mumble and he sounded like he was still half asleep and wouldn’t even understand anything that was being said to him. Grinning, Kaoru placed his chin on top of his lover’s head when the younger man buried his face into his neck, chuckling again as he replied honestly. “I’ll tell you in the morning. But Die? Remind me to cut down on watching Prison Break for a while.”
Die frowned a bit as he had no idea what that was supposed to mean. He didn’t ask though, too sleepy to focus, and when he was hugged a bit tighter he simply drifted back into the land of dreams.
Author:
fonulynRating: PG13
Pairing: Kaoru/Die, Kaoru/Michael Scofield (from Prison Break, played by Wentworth Miller)
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: It was dark in the alley, and for a split second Kaoru wasn’t even certain what had possessed him to exit the smoky club and get out there. One glance back over his shoulder reminded him of that though, and it took him only a heartbeat to turn around to face the man that had followed him.
Comments:
fonulyn: Sooo, I know that at the point of reading the pairing probably most of you went all “o___O” and thought I’ve gone insane. Well, in a way I DID kinda go insane XD But don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it seems. Ultimately, the Kaoru/Die aspect in the ficlet is the main one, since it’s the pair everything comes back to. So you might wanna give it a try even if the other pair doesn’t really tickle your fancy XD haha, I admit, it is total crack! And there is no sense in it. The pairing I mean, the fic itself DOES make plenty of sense! This was all born from Kaoru blogging about watching Prison Break and the conversation I had with cateris afterwards, so this is dedicated to her x) Plus, a longer explanation of the reasons behind this are underneath the cut. Feel free to skip it and get to the fic if you want though. Yeah… I guess I’m done here XDAnd feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
Plus, the archive.
[AUTHOR’S NOTES] Okay so I wanted to give you a little longer explanation on where the hell the odd pair comes from really XD So, here it goes. As said, Kaoru blogged about watching Prison Break, and as a fan of the series I of course had to squeal about it when
cateris reposted the blog-entry in her own journal. The talk began from us assuming that while watching the show, Kaoru imagines himself as one of the characters and we were thinking who it could be. Well, duh, of course it has to be Michael, who is a clever hunk, who everyone falls for, and who is fully tattooed on top of it! I at least bet Kaoru would love to be him. Or do him. Only that as cateris pointed out, it would probably end up the other way around. So, by the end of the talk, I had gotten this weird idea stuck to my head that I should write something about the two of them x) Hence, this was born. Although my obsessed little mind couldn’t stop from throwing Kaoru/Die in as well. And NOW I’m gonna shut up finally. I promise XDIt was dark in the alley, and for a split second Kaoru wasn’t even certain what had possessed him to exit the smoky club and get out there. One glance back over his shoulder reminded him of that though, and it took him only a heartbeat to turn around to face the man that had followed him. Yes, definitely something worth having a nice, hot moment with. Slowly he scanned the man’s appearance thoroughly, the way the thin shirt was sticking to him like a second skin, revealing enough of the toned chest covered in tattoos to make Kaoru’s mind race wildly. The other man was taller than he, by good fifteen centimetres and although usually Kaoru didn’t like to be dominated so clearly, to be left nearly helpless, right now it turned him on like nothing else.
Everything happened like in a haze. The taller man stepped closer, ducking his head a bit as he looked at his companion from deep, almost curious eyes, obviously pleased by what he saw. His hands came to rest on Kaoru’s hips, fingers curling until they were digging into soft flesh even through the rough fabric of his jeans. Kaoru could sense the heat, devolving from that firm body so close to his own, and before he even noticed it a small sigh had fallen from his lips. It felt that his senses were going into an overdrive, sensitive for each little detail around him, from the way those large palms felt on his waist to the hot breath that was ghosting over his face.
Slowly, Kaoru lifted his chin, almost defiantly, as if challenging the other man to go further. There was a mischievous glint in those green tinted eyes, that so typical little smirk curving the man’s lips for a split second before he took the hint, practically slamming Kaoru’s form against the next flat surface available. His back was pressed against the wall, his shirt riding up just enough that he could feel the rough concrete against the exposed skin between the hem of his shirt and his belt. Yet, his brains didn’t even have the needed time to register that before the other man pressed closer, pinned him against the wall until all he could think of was the muscled form against him, the broad chest and the long arms, easily holding him in place whether he wanted it or not.
Kaoru wanted it though, wanted it so badly that he didn’t even try to resist. His fiery nature took over, and when their lips met for the first time Kaoru almost bit the other man’s lower lip accidentally while moving in to deepen the contact. His small hands were running up the broad back from his companion’s waist to his shoulder blades, coming to rest there so he could pull him closer, could press against him even more as the intoxicating kiss made his head spin and his world crumble down at his feet. Heat was rapidly rising inside of him, gathering in his haunches and gods was he growing hard faster than he could even realize. The best part of it all, by far, was how he could clearly feel he wasn’t the only one affected by the moment so intensely, so fast on top of that.
When he felt those able fingers move from the small of his back to unbutton his pants, he didn’t even try to resist. Contrarily, he couldn’t wait for what was bound to happen, was already shivering in pure anticipation…
Suddenly, Kaoru’s eyes snapped wide open. His chest was rising and sinking rapidly with ragged breaths, sweat beading on his skin and he could still feel his heart beat thousand miles an hour. For a long moment he didn’t see anything in the darkness, not before his eyes got used to the lack of light and he slowly began to see shapes and forms, making out the familiar surroundings. Still, the realization struck him enough to make him startle, as he realized he was lying in his own bed. At home, instead of some back-alley of a loud club.
He inhaled shakily, swallowing hard as he closed his mouth, and for the next moments he simply tried to fight for composure. That had been one friggin’ vivid dream! For a long moment he could’ve sworn it had really happened, and the feeling it had left behind was nowhere near an average dream. This had been intense, at least he didn’t have a better word for describing it. It made him laugh though when he realized just who he had been dreaming of. His shoulders were shaking lightly, the low chuckles falling from his lips, and he shook his head a little bit as if to clear it after such a dream. Or fantasy, that would maybe be a better word for it.
The sound of his laughter was resonating in the air, and soon resulted in the mattress shifting as the man beside him startled awake as well. Smiling, Kaoru turned his head, and his smile even widened as he witnessed the scene presented for him. Die’s hair was sticking up to every possible direction, a sweet frown on his full lips as he tried to blink to make his eyes work properly enough to see in the darkness. Kaoru rolled over, brushing a strand of dark hair behind the younger man’s ear in a gentle gesture. “Go back to sleep, Die.” He whispered lowly, affection clear in the tone of his voice. “Go back to sleep. I just had this weird dream.” The frown melted away from the younger guitarist’s lips and he settled back down on the mattress, sighing contently as he was pulled into the familiar embrace.
“What was the dream about?” He asked, his voice a sleepy mumble and he sounded like he was still half asleep and wouldn’t even understand anything that was being said to him. Grinning, Kaoru placed his chin on top of his lover’s head when the younger man buried his face into his neck, chuckling again as he replied honestly. “I’ll tell you in the morning. But Die? Remind me to cut down on watching Prison Break for a while.”
Die frowned a bit as he had no idea what that was supposed to mean. He didn’t ask though, too sleepy to focus, and when he was hugged a bit tighter he simply drifted back into the land of dreams.
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--> I'm sorry fonulyn, for switching fandoms so easily here in your diru fic ;)
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Yeah, yeah. I will, I will. Lately I don't know where I should split myself better first, lol. And I TOTALLY know the poor guy doesn't receive enough love in the fandom :( and it bugs me to no end. It's like he's the Shinya there, lol --> and I still don't know what people have against Shinya too :( *PLEASE DON'T THROW ANYTHING AT ME, LOL, or anyone else reading this*
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DO IT. And I knowwww ): Maybe it's the drummer curse. It's really very sad. Though I'm guilty of occasionally ignoring Shinya in terms of fandom and the like. BUT I STILL LOVE HIM TO DEATH. He's just hard to work with.
Your hyper caps made me smile :D
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So ppl neglect him in the Gazette fandom? Hmm funny, I always had the impression there are many Kai fans around!
Haha, and just for the record, I don't have anything against Shin. He's just too boring for me *lol ... I think, in the end, I never had a thing for drummers XD