Those mornings when I wake up with a smile on my face ...

[higure]

I just got an email from my "Delaware" family. It´s been so long. My "little brother" over there is graduating and owns a truck, my "little sister" is in 10th grade, a cheerleader and in swim team, and has an almost boyfriend!!! HA they all use Facebook. I might go and start using it again properly.

I dozed of staring into my PC last night and realized I really should go and get some proper sleep. I went to bed at 10:30 pm and woke up at 10:30 am. I didn´t even stir in the meantime, so yeah 12 hours, I had no idea how badly tired I really was.

I woke up with a want to write. But I do not want to start any of my projects, because what I need to write is my thesis and writing a proper fic takes time. But I saw this on my sister´s lj so I am snatching it and saying that it will be quick and short and done today as I see the requests. So shoot! NEWS and KAT-TUN (and Ohkura) only. No Tegs or Junno in a romantic pairing.

The first FIVE people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble of of any character or pairing of their choosing. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.

I don´t really care if you repost it or not, but it would be fun if you did.

I downloaded Saigo no Yakusoku (no link, cause it´s stormy) last night, so if all goes well today I might watch it as a reward. I woke up to sun out of my window. SUN SUN SUN SUN *___* I have missed you terribly! And I pondered a walk. A look at my sidebar however tells me that this is a typical winter sun, clear sky means cold cold cold weather. -12°C in the middle of the day!!! 10 Fahrenheits if you were wondering. I will only look at the sun today.

Have a good weekend guys!!!

Comments

[pipsqueaks.livejournal.com]

kokame or kameda or kokameda or something, I don't mind ♥

I'm glad you got plenty of sleep, though :3 I guess we were both tired lately...

The death of one kitchen table (part I, sorry for splitiing, NC-17)

[sashjun.livejournal.com]

I woke up today remembering you asked for Kokame and that I have a KoKame baseball verse and that the last time I have written for it Kame was on a kitchen table and was thinking it might be "handy" that night and Koki as usual in that verse wanted Kame for a meal. So yeah, I am sorry you are getting my pron.

You don´t really need to know anything about the verse other than what I have already mentioned and the fact that Koki is planning on renovating his shop and apartment and that is why he plans on moving in with Kame as a temporary solution.

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“You can´t be serious,” Koki tells him a little breathless. Kame´s been kissing and teasing him and shoving a hand down his pants like a giddy teenager when going up the stairs (and even under the table of that restaurant) and teasing about renovating being a very cheesy excuse and he was being silly and outrageous and too damn hot swaying his hips clearly with intent.

Koki is now leaning against a wall in the kitchen entrance, Kame sitting on the table, the fucking kitchen table, already shirtless, working on his own belt but still dangling his legs giddily. As if this was so much fun.

“There is whipped cream and chocolate topping ready in the fridge if you need a bit of decoration,” his boyfriend tells him while he lays back and props his heels on the edge of the table so he can take his jeans off. He never makes it back up; Koki´s already there between his legs and hovering over him.

Kame just slips his hand into his pants again, grabs his ass and pushes up. Moans. Obscenely. Koki knows he was planning on saying something but he doesn´t let him, his brain might not take it. A wet kiss, all tongue and teeth and bubbly noises from deep in his throat follows instead.

Kame lets him do what he wants, run his hands along his sides and down the inside of his thighs, he lets him slide down his body kissing a wet trail across his chest, sucking at a nipple and leaving a love bite close to his hipbones. Koki straightens up a bit and takes Kame´s boxers off, looks at him, slowly taking in the man spread out in front of him. Kame watches him in expectation but he is letting him decide on what is going to happen next. The mischief in his eyes is almost completely hidden behind the want already there.

“No adornment then,” he says, voice only a little teasing and much more breathy.

“None needed,” Koki counters, trying to get his cool back as he wraps a hand around Kame´s waist, brings him up and kisses him again, deep and strong and showing him what he has been doing to him.

And he thought Kame was joking when he said that his kitchen table looked comfortable this morning.

Re: The death of one kitchen table (part II, NC-17)

[sashjun.livejournal.com]

Kame wraps his legs around Koki and whines at the feel of jeans still there. His hands scratch at the skin as he fumbles with the buttons of his shirt and his belt and Koki lets him struggle, only getting lube out of his pocket before the jeans are off. He probably was suspecting something.

Kame is rolling his hips and clutching to him and so it is hard to actually get anything done and the mouth on his earlobe and in the crook of his neck and the hand running up and down his head and nails scratching his back do a great job in distracting but he wants to feel Kame around him, he wants to be inside him today more than ever and that is probably why he uses all the power left in him to push him, to make him lie down again.

A thud of a head and a silent screeching of wood provokes Koki´s senses as his fingers finally have access and Kame is arching off the table and he misses the hands now as they clutch at the edges on the sides. There are words of encouragement and he should hurry and not be a sissy, because Kame wants more. Stretching and scissoring is soon not enough as Kame´s hips meet his effort and he almost whines.

Koki doesn´t need to be told twice and his hand grabs a hip or a thigh and he is pushing in and stilling only to be told to move already, oh god.

“So good,” he agrees and rolls his hips, soon pressing in steadily, the tempo fast from the starts as Kame wouldn´t have it any other way. On his damn kitchen table. It´s Kame´s hand that guides his own to caress his abdomen and tweak a nipple as the tempo gets messy.

It´s Kame´s suddenly wide open eyes as he hits a spot inside him finally and then his tongue in his ear again as the man pushes himself to almost sitting and pulls Koki the rest of the way so their bodies are aligned that seals it. There is Koki´s hand stroking hot flesh fast and almost desperate and Kame´s whisper of don´t stop and Koki´s slick skin sliding against Kame´s own hot and smooth and a cry that gets stuck in someone´s throat as Kame spills in between them. His muscles contract and one thrust later Koki is groaning and collapsing on the table with his boyfriend beneath him.

“Can´t breathe,” Kame tells him, pushing at his shoulder half heartedly, his legs wrapped around the other man again.

“Can´t move,” Koki mutters into his skin.

Kame does it for him. He wiggles a little and pushes and rolls to the side.

“Much better,” he says as they are both on the table. Koki nods his head, and pulls his legs properly up to curl up better. Another, this time not so silent, creak of the table has both of their heads shooting up in alarm. Too late, that sudden movement being the last thing the kitchen table can handle. They come crushing to the side, two table legs breaking and another collapsing in a snowball effect. Loud thud, painful growl and a bruise on a left hip and right shoulder.

“Well, I can see the renovation is really necessary,” Kame has a giggle fit as they slowly stumble and get up.

Koki rolls his eyes and then they fall onto his boyfriend, prettily flushed, all sweaty, hair a mess, lips swollen, a smug smirk.
“Shower. Now,” he tells him and pulls at his hand, Kame seems to be in a mood to please; they need a new location.

Re: The death of one kitchen table (part II, NC-17)

[pipsqueaks.livejournal.com]

*SHRIEKS*

PLEASE WRITE ME FIC EVERY DAY I LIKE WAKING UP LIKE THIS OH MY GOD I DON'T THINK I'VE EVER WOKEN UP SO FAST WITHOUT LIKE, AN ALARM CLOCK OR SOMEONE YELLING AT ME ELSAGIUSRDT/OGUEGRTERJ,TGDLUYG9PFGYDFP9ZY OH MY GOD

it's so them, like, how do you make porn be in-character I don't even know it's AMAZING OMG Kame's such a flirt *_______* and Koki's just PERFECT PERFECT PERFECT he hardly ever gets written and YOU WROTE HIM HERE SO AMAZINGLY AD;IGUSHSLIDUFGHDF and Kame 'dangling his legs giddily. As if this is so much fun.' IT'S SO PERFECT SELKGSLID ;A;

AKSJHG

KAME YOU WHORE, DON'T YOU EVER STOP BEING LIKE THAT OMG *_________* he's so flirtatious and giddy and happy and HOT OH MY GOD DUGRDSYTKJHDGRTDE GDKDJGHS AND KOKI IS TRYING TO BE SWEET AND KAME'S JUST LIKE WANTSEXNOW ,KAUSFHTS;IUHTRFHTF *__________________*

and then

'can't breathe'

'can't move'

kjsghlgkds god I love that, I seriously love that exchange and I couldn't even explain why, it's just so gorgeous and perfect and ajfghsdjghdg ;A; omg omg omg I love this I love this please write more kokame in the future, even if it's not for me, even if it's for some total stranger just more kokame this is so amazing omg i love you

and then it COLLAPSES, LOL dkhgsdhgligl I can totally see their faces like "SHIT!" and lsigtlsdiugrdh and then they giggle and s;ougdhoc;if

*__________________________*

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH THIS IS THE BEST WAY TO START MY DAY EVER THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU

and I was in such a foul mood yesterday, this has made today so much better than that already *________*

Re: The death of one kitchen table (part II, NC-17)

[sashjun.livejournal.com]

THAT ICON WILL NEVER STOP BEING GREAT!!!

And then OMG I AM SO GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT and you found it a good way not a bit too "ewww" way to wake up <3

Haha them being in character ROFL I secretly love that verse though it is hard to write, because yes Koki almost never gets written and I too have no clue how to write him, but I always end up having fun with pitcher Kame and his lovely boyfriend. So not important.

Anyway THANK YOU for waiting patiently and liking this.

K3U 2!!!!