Tickle
Rating: PG
Summary: Butterflies were all that Ritsuka could feel when he was pulled into Soubis loving embrace, or a tongue caressing kiss. So, if he always felt the butterflies tickling the inside of his stomach, is that Soubi?
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Butterfly.
Ritsuka was lost in the embrace Soubi had on him. And there was that feeling again.
That tickling sensation welling up in his chest and stomach. He flinched and squirmed, trying to make them go away.
Soubi smiled to himself like always did many times before and kept a firm yet gentle hold on the black flustered virgin in his arms. It was so arousingly cute hearing the muffled whimpers from Ritsuka. Always hearing the scared protests and cries of "Get off!" "S-stop it, Soubi-san!" "No! What`re you doing?!"
To Ritsuka, Soubi was a different person on any other occasion. Yet, all the occasions seemed the same. The battles against other Sacrifices and Fighters, or being alone with Soubi in general. And it frusterated or made Ritsuka feel good.
All he wants is to find the mysteries of his brothers murder. And yet distractions lead him to just forgetting about it.
He was losing strength to resist, the tickling inside of him was just getting worse. He slowly settled down, leaning into his captors chest.
Leaning into his defeat.
Owari!!
 -Shades-of-silence- · Sat Nov 25, 2006 @ 06:53am · 0 Comments |
