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Noctis raises an eyebrow, stepping to Prompto’s side and gently elbowing him in the side.
“Like that’s ever stopped you before.”
“It’s different now!” The other man shuffles, right hand coming up to gingerly rub along his bicep. “Now that we’re, you know…”
“Dating?” Noctis laughs, shoving at Prompto a little harder. “You can say it out loud, you know. My dad isn’t going to rise out of the ground and kill you for it.”
All Prompto wants to do is show Noctis how to fire a gun properly. Nothing else.
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“That’s the spirit.” Sora laughs, squeezing Riku’s fingers gently before pulling away. “Trust me, I’m gonna take good care of you.”
The blush that paints Riku’s face lifts another soft chime of laughter out of Sora, and he rolls off the edge of the bed to rummage around in a chest of drawers in the corner of the room. Riku watches him work, slowly shrugging off his jacket and draping it over a nearby chair before leaning back on his arms to continue observing.
“If you’re just going to stare at me,” Sora starts, glancing over his shoulder, “you could at least do something useful like taking your shirt off.”
There's a first step to everything, and Sora takes it in it stride. Just like he always does.
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“Performance anxiety is a real problem, Kaoru. Don’t worry about it.” Kojiro smiles, tucking a few loose strands behind his ear. “Want me to calm you down?”
Kaoru knows full well what he means, the question loaded with hidden intent, and Kaoru chews on his bottom lip as he considers it. He shifts his attention to the others, this strange melting pot of different agencies and personalities, and a soft sigh leaves him.
“Sure.”
Sneaking away during a photoshoot isn't the cleanest form of stress relief, but if it works? It works.
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“You must be dreaming of something nice.” Riku whispers into the air, and as his eyes adjust to the darkness he can see the faint glow of his Dream Eater sigil where the light leaks out around Sora.
He starts to shuffle around so that he can face Sora, debating whether he should dive in or not, but is stopped in his tracks by the motion of the other’s hips — Sora’s clothed bulge is slotted perfectly into the cleft of Riku’s ass, and he bucks up against it with another slew of wanton moans. Riku replies with a quiet groan of his own, a heat beginning to pool in his core, and it only accelerates when Sora’s lips clumsily press kisses against the swell of his shoulder.
Riku’s resolve is swiftly crumbling, and he’s torn between waking Sora up (risking him being an irritable mess in the morning) or letting him carry on (risking Riku losing his mind in the process) — after a few moments of deliberation the patience tactic wins out, helped along by another soft whine of Riku’s name falling from Sora’s lips.
A midnight awakening and the trouble it causes.
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Kojiro stares at his reflection in the mirror, unblinking maroon staring right back at him. He reaches out to press calloused fingertips against the glass, and a soft sigh falls from his lips as he finally closes his eyes. It’s almost one o’clock in the morning, and Kojiro can’t sleep — he’s still suffering from the jet lag after returning home from Italy, despite his flight being almost a week ago, and there’s an anxious bundle of nerves that sits low in his gut.
Tomorrow, he and Kaoru are visiting the building that Kojiro is hoping to turn into the restaurant of his dreams. The last few years of homesickness and western European weather and broken “buon appetito” culminates in this, and Kojiro feels like he’s going to be sick.
Kojiro is never alone, but sometimes he just needs a little reminder of that fact.
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“I think you should take me home, Thymos.” Lio purrs, his fingers tracing gentle lines across the puckered scars that underline Galo’s thick pectorals. “And let me show you what a good time looks like.”
Galo lets out a soft gasp into the space between them, breath ghosting across Lio’s lips where they hover mere inches from his own, and his hand grips the lithe form of the other’s hip a little tighter.
“Y-Yeah. Okay.” He stammers out, swallowing down a nervous lump in his throat. “Let me go get my jacket.”
A fire needs fuel to burn, and Galo is happy to provide some.
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when will my love just be enough? by ghostmachina
Fandoms: 錆喰いビスコ - 瘤久保慎司 | Sabikui Bisco - Cobkubo Shinji
25 Oct 2022
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“Hey, Bisco?” His voice was quiet, almost drowned out by the crackle of flames as he stirred the large pot of liquid; Milo glanced through the steam, catching the mushroom keeper’s attention with a tilt of his head. “Have you ever been in love before?”
“Hah?” Bisco responded in typical fashion, mouth twisted into a grimace. “What kind of question is that?”
One night, over the roar of a campfire, Milo makes a decision.
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Kaoru reaches across, pressing a soft kiss to the swell of Kojiro's cheek, and lingers a little longer than necessary before tearing himself away with a wave over his shoulder.
"Meet you outside the gate."
Kojiro is too stunned to reply, the bottle of lemonade in his hand groaning as he squeezes it tighter. His heart is a marching band in his chest, eyes not leaving Kaoru's retreating form until he's completely out of sight, and Kojiro is left wondering where this whole mess leaves them.
Kojiro and Kaoru's relationship is...complex, until a series of events finally brings them colliding together. It all starts with a hole in a wall.
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dream a little dream (of you) by ghostmachina
Fandoms: 錆喰いビスコ - 瘤久保慎司 | Sabikui Bisco - Cobkubo Shinji
13 May 2022
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Milo hadn’t realised Bisco spoke in his sleep, and this was possibly the worst way to find out. His voice was hoarse, words a little slurred, and Milo very quickly managed to put two and two together to realise exactly what was happening — Bisco was dreaming about him, and it was apparently a very good dream.
Rationally, Milo thought, he should put the blanket back over Bisco, head outside for a few minutes, and come back to bed with a clear head and forget this ever happened. Irrationally, however, his own length was stirring with vague interest and Milo was deathly curious about the size of the bulge he'd just been privy to.
Bisco moaned out his name again, and the scale of his morals tipped very rapidly in the favour of irrationality.
In which Milo crosses a line.
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“I didn’t picture Sennyo-ji as one of your first picks.” Kaoru muses, cracking open one eye to point it at Kojiro. “Thought you’d have wanted to scoff your face.”
“Tripadvisor said it was a ‘must-see’, I’ll have you know.” He laughs again, leaning back on the bench and throwing an arm around Kaoru’s shoulders. “Especially when it’s as beautiful as this.”
With a quiet sigh, Kaoru leans into Kojiro’s touch, resting his cheek against the thick muscle of his bicep. “For once, you’re absolutely right.”
A trip to Fukuoka, a hot bowl of ramen, and the person you love.
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“Ah-ah, no touching.” Fandaniel grins, thumb cocking the revolver once more.
As the cylinder spins into position, he takes the barrel out from between Zenos’ lips and aims the gun over his shoulder. Fandaniel squeezes the trigger again, and the shot that rings out is enough to make Zenos flinch slightly — the recoil sends Fandaniel’s arm off-balance, where he smoothly slips the weapon back into the general’s still-parted lips.
“Some of these are live, my liege.” He laughs, digging the tip of the barrel into the roof of Zenos’ mouth. “And I doubt even you could survive a bullet to the back of the brain.”
Fandaniel has had enough of being second-best.
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Kairi
are you up??
i heard yelling from sora’s room but he’s not in bedHe quickly typed out a reply, throwing the covers off him and slipping into some sweatpants before stepping out into the hallway and making his way over to Kairi’s bedroom.
Riku
I think he had a really bad nightmare…
Meet me in the corridor, we’ll go looking for him together.In which Sora just needs a little reassurance, and Riku and Kairi are happy to give it.
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“Oh, you really meant right now?”
“Of course I did.”
“On the school roof?”
Kaoru let out a derisory psh and stood up, offering his hand to Kojiro. “It’s way past the final bell, nobody’s gonna come up here.”
The time-old tradition of the double dare lands Kojiro in some very hot water.
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The door creaked as it was pushed ajar, and the familiar form of Thancred slipped into the room before closing it shut behind him. He turned to face Y’shtola, and she could sense the air of disappointment that hung around him.
“Still studying?”
She slammed shut the book in front of her. “Of course not."
The late bells of the morning serve well to reveal long-held secrets.
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“You think the others are okay?” Kojiro asked, slowing down as the upper floors of the mansion came into view over the crest of the hill they were clambering up.
“I’m sure they will be. The kids will have probably roped Shadow into some game or another, and Ainosuke will be taking stock of everything we have left along with his dog.” Kaoru sighed, inhaling a deep breath before continuing. “I’m just glad we still have electricity.”
“I think Miya would die without his Switch, truthfully.”
Kaoru and Kojiro find themselves in a bind on a supply run.
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"What are you scared about? Can you tell me?" Kojiro's hand shifted a little higher, continuing to rub circles with his thumb along Kaoru's calf.
"That you— you'll hate it."
"Oh, blossom." Kojiro let out a soft sigh, and reached over to gently cup Kaoru's face with his hand. "I could never."
"Promise?" Kaoru's lips were beginning to tremble, the first sign of incoming tears.
"Promise."
Kojiro and Kaoru experience their first time together, battling the demons of Kaoru's anxiety along the way.
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“Don’t look at me like I’m pranking you, idiot.” Kojiro huffed, closing his eyes. “I’ve got regenerative muscle and a very curious mind, what can I say?”
“Regenerative? Kojiro, are you expecting me to tear you in half or something?” Kaoru’s eyes widened slightly, trying to make logical sense of the situation Kojiro had presented to him.
“I fucking hope not.” His eyelids slipped open, blood red irises dilating in the dim light of the late evening. “But you bite really hard.”
Give a horny vampire an inch and he'll take a mile; in which Kojiro asks his werewolf husband to fulfill a fantasy.
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He should have known Kaoru was up to something lewd when he threw the door of Sia la luce wide open with a big grin on his face. Kojiro sometimes cursed the convenience of owning the apartment above the restaurant; it meant Kaoru never had to drag him very far when he thought of another ridiculous scheme to get Kojiro into bed with him.
Tonight, however, was proving to be one of those nights where Kojiro was cursing something else entirely. Especially when Kaoru rucked forward, his cock sliding effortlessly into the cleavage of his pectorals.
Kaoru comes to Kojiro's restaurant one night with a particular request; as usual, Kojiro is powerless to resist.
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"I'll hurt you, blossom." Kojiro's hand was shaking in Kaoru's, fingers twitching against the soft column of Kaoru's throat.
"You could never do such a thing." Kaoru reassured him, shifting his grip to gently coerce Kojiro into squeezing his neck. "Please, Kojiro."
Kaoru trusts Kojiro with his life, and when a desire bubbles up during S he asks him to help sate it.
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“It’ll pass, I’m sure.” Kojiro dropped a hand onto his shoulder, giving him a shake. “Sakurayashiki calligraphy is famous for a reason, you know.”
Kaoru nodded, reaching up a hand to wrap around Kojiro’s wrist and squeeze it softly. They stood like that for a few minutes, people watching as a gentle breeze curled around them in the midday sun.
“Do you mind if I have another?” Kaoru’s free hand was fidgeting, fingers curling and uncurling around something that didn’t exist. “If it bothers you I’ll throw the pack out afterwards.”
Kojiro finds Kaoru smoking after he'd quit years ago, and they talk through some things.