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Title: Goddamnit
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fonulyn
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Toshiya/Die
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: Sometimes when Toshiya gets carried away he simply doesn’t care about anything at all around him, except for what he set his mind on. If he wants something, he will get it, no matter what. And it’s Die he wants.
Comments:
fonulyn: I know I’m a couple of days late but things have been kind of busy lately (yesterday was an amusement park day! 8D) and I’m lazy and yeah… XD Happy birthday to vivid_decadence :) It’s just a short pwp but I hope it’s enjoyable anyway x)
And feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
Plus, the archive.
Goddamnit
”Goddamnit, Toshiya, watch your steps!”
Die’s voice was annoyed when it cut through the air, but there was also something else clearly laced in it, drowning out the worst edge so he didn’t sound as angry as he would’ve wanted to. A huge bang had sounded through the air prior to his words, the small table that had been beside the doorway from the hall to the living room now lying on the floor on its side, all the papers and random items scattered all over.
“Shut up, Die, focus on what matters,” Toshiya’s voice was a low, seductive purr as he spoke right into his lover’s ear, shamelessly beginning to nibble on the soft skin beneath it as soon as the words had left his lips. Instantly he slammed the older man against the nearest wall, pressing their bodies as close as possible to grind them together and bring them some of the delicious friction. It made a small, helpless moan escape from the guitarist’s lips and he couldn’t pretend to be angry any longer, having already practically forgotten all about the table they had knocked down on their way.
Lips searched for lips desperately, finally meeting in a hungry kiss that made them practically melt against each other. Die threw one of his legs around the other man’s waist, using the grip to pull him even closer against his body. He simply loved the feeling of their bodies moulded together, as they completed each other in a way he had never thought possible, it felt like a nearly perfect fit. If he had believed in perfection, this would’ve been it, the ultimate physical match. Not to mention the strong bond between them otherwise, but right now the physical aspect was kind of blacking out everything else from Die’s mind.
It seemed that the younger man was getting bored of the place and position soon though, and when the kiss broke he grabbed the older one’s hips, lifting him up a bit. At first it seemed that he was about to say something but then he just smirked, swirling the guitarist around a couple of times before practically slamming him down against the dining table they had located in the other end of the living-room.
The impact made all air escape Die’s lungs and he automatically tried to get a grip on something. In the process he managed to knock down a vase he had gotten from his mother for birthday, an ugly thing that was on the table only because if it wasn’t, his mother would ask about it and wonder if he didn’t like it. So he rather kept it there than answered any questions about it. Right now he only had the time to watch the vase take a nose-dive, falling down on the floor like in slow-motion. Yelping, he tried to catch it but it was in vain, a loud crash resonating in the air the next second.
Toshiya couldn’t have cared less for the other man’s struggles though, never minding the broken vase as he had much more important things to attend as well. He practically attacked the guitarist’s neck with licks and bites, working on making the biggest lovebite of all times right on the spot where neck met shoulder. It made Die groan, his body arching up towards the other one’s instinctively. He only had the time to momentarily mourn over the broken vase, dozens of green fragments glimmering like cheap fake-diamonds on the floor, and it left his mind again, being replaced by the rising need within.
It only took a moment and they had gotten rid of half of their clothes. Toshiya’s button-up shirt had been opened, now only dangling from his shoulders, and Die’s plain white shirt was discarded somewhere on the floor without either of them really caring where. The younger man had just managed to fumble his lover’s pants open and he already pushed his hand inside, releasing a content purr as he noticed how much the moment had already affected the older of the two. It elicited a completely different sound from Die though, a needy moan pushing its way past his lips.
The heat in the room seemed to have multiplied within seconds, sweat already beading on the younger man’s forehead. Frantically he worked on their pants until the garments could be discarded, completely unneeded for the time being. Die already automatically spread his legs, convinced that they would go for it right then and there, but he had to notice he’d been mistaken. Obviously Toshiya already had the next place in mind as he grabbed his lover’s waist, yanking him close against himself, up and off the table.
The friction was enough to make them both gasp, and Die closed his eyes for a second just to focus on the feelings. He was lifted off the ground again, practically thrown around and towards the couch. The moment he opened his eyes he realized that the TV was unfortunately on their way, and he had only the time to yelp “Not the TV!” before his legs hit the item and it crashed down on the floor. Momentarily he considered admonishing his lover for being so reckless, but the next second his mouth was claimed in a deep, heated kiss that effectively shut down his brains.
They crashed on the couch in a heap of long limbs, tangled together and desperately trying to gain more of the feelings, more of the pleasurable friction. The long, hot kisses were turning shorter, both of them completely out of breath and unable to hold on to the contact for as long as before. They were shifting, grinding, arching towards each other, trying to gain as much of the skin on skin contact as possible until it became too much to bear, neither of them able to keep from taking the one step further. The bassist was already about to invade the willing body before him when they somehow managed to tumble, falling heedlessly down from the couch and on the floor.
Die ended up lying on top of the younger man, and it only took him a second to recover from the surprise and he took matters into his own hands. He crushed their mouths together in a heated kiss, deepening it so far that it almost hurt, and coevally moved to straddle his lover’s lips properly. The next moment he had already moved his hips down, impaling himself on the hard flesh that seemed to fill him up to the brim, deliciously stretching his inner walls only to eventually hit the exactly right spot inside of him.
Neither of them knew which of the sounds originated on whose throat, their voices mixing in the air in a sensual song that spoke of the pleasure that was filling them both. It felt like the same sensations were coursing through both of them, consuming them from the inside until they felt like exploding if they wouldn’t find release soon. The movements grew more erratic, frantically aiming for gaining more of everything, guided by the desperate need to get even more, deeper, higher, faster…
It felt like a small eternity, but at the same time like mere seconds. Suddenly it was all over, their bodies tensing almost exactly at the same second as the bliss coursed through them. Short, hot kisses were shared, their movements only coming to a halt after a longer while, during which they tried to enhance the feelings for both of them. Slowly even the kisses grew longer, deeper, as they regained control bit by bit.
After one longer kiss Die pulled back though, dodging the next one. Instead he just grinned down at his lover, his eyes sparkling as he spoke up, amusement dancing in his voice. “Next time we’ll use your apartment.”
It made the younger man laugh and he grabbed the older one’s head to bring him down, kissing him gushingly. “Nah babe,” he smirked, “how about making it our apartment?”
The suggestion was met by a bright smile, the only answer being a long, deep kiss.
Author:
fonulynRating: NC17
Pairing: Toshiya/Die
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: Sometimes when Toshiya gets carried away he simply doesn’t care about anything at all around him, except for what he set his mind on. If he wants something, he will get it, no matter what. And it’s Die he wants.
Comments:
fonulyn: I know I’m a couple of days late but things have been kind of busy lately (yesterday was an amusement park day! 8D) and I’m lazy and yeah… XD Happy birthday to vivid_decadence :) It’s just a short pwp but I hope it’s enjoyable anyway x)And feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
Plus, the archive.
”Goddamnit, Toshiya, watch your steps!”
Die’s voice was annoyed when it cut through the air, but there was also something else clearly laced in it, drowning out the worst edge so he didn’t sound as angry as he would’ve wanted to. A huge bang had sounded through the air prior to his words, the small table that had been beside the doorway from the hall to the living room now lying on the floor on its side, all the papers and random items scattered all over.
“Shut up, Die, focus on what matters,” Toshiya’s voice was a low, seductive purr as he spoke right into his lover’s ear, shamelessly beginning to nibble on the soft skin beneath it as soon as the words had left his lips. Instantly he slammed the older man against the nearest wall, pressing their bodies as close as possible to grind them together and bring them some of the delicious friction. It made a small, helpless moan escape from the guitarist’s lips and he couldn’t pretend to be angry any longer, having already practically forgotten all about the table they had knocked down on their way.
Lips searched for lips desperately, finally meeting in a hungry kiss that made them practically melt against each other. Die threw one of his legs around the other man’s waist, using the grip to pull him even closer against his body. He simply loved the feeling of their bodies moulded together, as they completed each other in a way he had never thought possible, it felt like a nearly perfect fit. If he had believed in perfection, this would’ve been it, the ultimate physical match. Not to mention the strong bond between them otherwise, but right now the physical aspect was kind of blacking out everything else from Die’s mind.
It seemed that the younger man was getting bored of the place and position soon though, and when the kiss broke he grabbed the older one’s hips, lifting him up a bit. At first it seemed that he was about to say something but then he just smirked, swirling the guitarist around a couple of times before practically slamming him down against the dining table they had located in the other end of the living-room.
The impact made all air escape Die’s lungs and he automatically tried to get a grip on something. In the process he managed to knock down a vase he had gotten from his mother for birthday, an ugly thing that was on the table only because if it wasn’t, his mother would ask about it and wonder if he didn’t like it. So he rather kept it there than answered any questions about it. Right now he only had the time to watch the vase take a nose-dive, falling down on the floor like in slow-motion. Yelping, he tried to catch it but it was in vain, a loud crash resonating in the air the next second.
Toshiya couldn’t have cared less for the other man’s struggles though, never minding the broken vase as he had much more important things to attend as well. He practically attacked the guitarist’s neck with licks and bites, working on making the biggest lovebite of all times right on the spot where neck met shoulder. It made Die groan, his body arching up towards the other one’s instinctively. He only had the time to momentarily mourn over the broken vase, dozens of green fragments glimmering like cheap fake-diamonds on the floor, and it left his mind again, being replaced by the rising need within.
It only took a moment and they had gotten rid of half of their clothes. Toshiya’s button-up shirt had been opened, now only dangling from his shoulders, and Die’s plain white shirt was discarded somewhere on the floor without either of them really caring where. The younger man had just managed to fumble his lover’s pants open and he already pushed his hand inside, releasing a content purr as he noticed how much the moment had already affected the older of the two. It elicited a completely different sound from Die though, a needy moan pushing its way past his lips.
The heat in the room seemed to have multiplied within seconds, sweat already beading on the younger man’s forehead. Frantically he worked on their pants until the garments could be discarded, completely unneeded for the time being. Die already automatically spread his legs, convinced that they would go for it right then and there, but he had to notice he’d been mistaken. Obviously Toshiya already had the next place in mind as he grabbed his lover’s waist, yanking him close against himself, up and off the table.
The friction was enough to make them both gasp, and Die closed his eyes for a second just to focus on the feelings. He was lifted off the ground again, practically thrown around and towards the couch. The moment he opened his eyes he realized that the TV was unfortunately on their way, and he had only the time to yelp “Not the TV!” before his legs hit the item and it crashed down on the floor. Momentarily he considered admonishing his lover for being so reckless, but the next second his mouth was claimed in a deep, heated kiss that effectively shut down his brains.
They crashed on the couch in a heap of long limbs, tangled together and desperately trying to gain more of the feelings, more of the pleasurable friction. The long, hot kisses were turning shorter, both of them completely out of breath and unable to hold on to the contact for as long as before. They were shifting, grinding, arching towards each other, trying to gain as much of the skin on skin contact as possible until it became too much to bear, neither of them able to keep from taking the one step further. The bassist was already about to invade the willing body before him when they somehow managed to tumble, falling heedlessly down from the couch and on the floor.
Die ended up lying on top of the younger man, and it only took him a second to recover from the surprise and he took matters into his own hands. He crushed their mouths together in a heated kiss, deepening it so far that it almost hurt, and coevally moved to straddle his lover’s lips properly. The next moment he had already moved his hips down, impaling himself on the hard flesh that seemed to fill him up to the brim, deliciously stretching his inner walls only to eventually hit the exactly right spot inside of him.
Neither of them knew which of the sounds originated on whose throat, their voices mixing in the air in a sensual song that spoke of the pleasure that was filling them both. It felt like the same sensations were coursing through both of them, consuming them from the inside until they felt like exploding if they wouldn’t find release soon. The movements grew more erratic, frantically aiming for gaining more of everything, guided by the desperate need to get even more, deeper, higher, faster…
It felt like a small eternity, but at the same time like mere seconds. Suddenly it was all over, their bodies tensing almost exactly at the same second as the bliss coursed through them. Short, hot kisses were shared, their movements only coming to a halt after a longer while, during which they tried to enhance the feelings for both of them. Slowly even the kisses grew longer, deeper, as they regained control bit by bit.
After one longer kiss Die pulled back though, dodging the next one. Instead he just grinned down at his lover, his eyes sparkling as he spoke up, amusement dancing in his voice. “Next time we’ll use your apartment.”
It made the younger man laugh and he grabbed the older one’s head to bring him down, kissing him gushingly. “Nah babe,” he smirked, “how about making it our apartment?”
The suggestion was met by a bright smile, the only answer being a long, deep kiss.
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Gosh that was... funny, hot and omg so adorable and cute at the same time! Perfect. Absolutely perfect!
Thank you so so much dear, that's such a lovely birthday present ♥ *hugs tightly*
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Thank you, darling ♥ And happy birthday once again! *hugs back tight*
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God yeah, I can SO imagine them like that. Well, Toshiya knows what he wants, right? *smirk*
Thanks honey ♥
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You're so very welcome ♥
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god this was hot :o
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Because that's what I did. LOL.
“Not the TV!” <-- That was the funniest sentence in this whole little piece of fiction.
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haha now they just have to get a new TV!
Thank you for reading ;D
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They'll be getting one of those LED 3D TV's. 8D
I want one the picture is like....so perfect and cool. 8)
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i loved it! and i wonder what die is going to say to his mom... :B
"sorry, i broke your present accidentally while i was having wild sex with my boyfriend, you know.. but i love you."
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Die: Uhm I just accidentally dropped the vase...
Mom: How can you accidentally drop a vase from the middle of the table? o_O
Die: Weeeell I kind of kicked it and... *blush*
Mom: And? *suspicious*
Toshiya: I'm sorry mrs Andou, it was my fault! I got too carried away while fucking your son! 8D
Mom: O_O
Die: x__X;
Toshiya: We broke the TV too, by the way. 8D
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Thank you for reading! ;)
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As much as I love Die, Toshiya definitely has to be the one to top him
and make him scream;DI love this and how clumsy Toshiya was in his lust, for some reason I thought that was so adorable x3 and Die's "Not the TV!" cracked me up XDDDDD At that point he shouldn't have cared about anything except.... ya know ;)
thank you for this very entertaining fic ♥
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Somehow I thought it kind of fit Toshiya *laughs* He focuses on the essential, not anything irrelevant like staying on his feet or making sure he won't break something *laughs* There are more important things to think about XD
You're so very welcome, and thank YOU for your comment ;)