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new_kateShall celebrate with a bit of self-indulgent smut.
Title: Id and Co
Author: Newkate
Words: 957
Rating: NC-17 for m/m smut
Pairing: 8/8/5.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hibem is a genius.
Notes: Totally unbetaed. Any help much appreciated.
Summary: Even without the clones there is a second 8 in canon, and maybe in recesses of somebody’s psyche.
“Do you ever dream about me?”
“Sometimes,” said Hakkai carefully, rearranging the bedding more to his liking. “I tend to not remember my dreams.”
“Well, I have this dream about you from time to time,” said Gojyo, stretching in his bed and wiggling his feet, finally liberated from the boots. The inn beds were damn narrow, but nicely bouncy, and although he could do without the creaky springs, everyone next door knew what to expect when he finally got to room with Hakkai. He missed that, missed doing it in bed, missed having Hakkai all to himself, so yes, he was excited, and he got talkative when he was.
“And it’s you, but not really you, like someone else you.”
“Ah,” said Hakkai, freezing on the spot. “Gojyo, I know you prefer women, but…”
“I prefer you.”
“…I would appreciate it if you didn’t fantasise about my dead sister. Thank you.”
“Nonono, Hakkai, no. It’s the guy you! With glasses, and hair like you used to…”
“Oh, I’m sorry, I misunderstood,” Hakkai’s tense shoulders relaxed, but only a little. “So… Do you dream about Gonou?”
“Do I? I don’t know. Maybe. It’s bad sometimes, but mostly…”
“Bad?”
“Yeah, well. See, this guy and me – I think I screwed up big time there. I let him die.”
“I see,” Hakkai finally turned around, sat on his bed, neatly folded his hands in his lap. “Do you miss that? The early days? I understand not all changes were for the better, and there was a lot of awkwardness right after.”
“Of course I don’t! You are happier now – right?”
“Right. But, Gojyo,” sighed Hakkai. “You do carry a lot of unfounded guilt around. That’s bad enough in itself, but projecting it onto me is not healthy for you and terribly unfair to me.”
“Shit, Hakkai, would you just shut up and stop analysing everything to death? It’s only a stupid dream! Damn, I don’t know why I brought it up in the first place.”
“Me neither,” said Hakkai coldly and slid under his blanket. “Good night, Gojyo.”
There goes the fun night he was hoping for. Gojyo groaned, punched the pillow, yanked hard on his own hair. He definitely had some kind of a natural talent for fucking things up.
He suffered quietly in the dark, listening to Hakkai’s soft breathing, till darkness thinned around him and familiar arms circled his shoulders.
“Hey you,” he dropped his head on that bony labcoat-clad shoulder, inhaled his smell, earthy, a bit too ripe, but uniquely his, and therefore amazing.
“Hey. What’s wrong?”
“Do you hate me?”
“No, you simpleton, quite the opposite,” said the man, and Gojyo tried not to blink in fear that it would interrupt the dream. “Why did you think you could protect me? I’m older and stronger, and wiser, if I say so myself.”
“But…”
“Shh. Look at me. Have I told you that you are even more beautiful as a mortal?”
And Gojyo just started leaning into that, melting into him, when a little chuckle made him wince and jump back.
“Well, well,” said Hakkai, strolling closer. He was dressed for bed, no headband or monocle, and his naked face and eyes looked hard and predatory. “It’s all much simple than I could have guessed.”
“Ah,” Tenpou bared his teeth, imitating Hakkai’s smile. “It’s the faker.”
“You’re the one to talk.”
“Mother figure, then?”
“What would an egotist like you know about it?”
“Ah, that’s a good one. Of course, you weren’t a single child like me, were you?”
“You’re the real narcissist here.”
“And you’re a hypocritical pig, young man.”
They grabbed for each other, fast, before Gojyo could react, clashed violently, body to body, mouth to mouth. Gojyo staggered back, sat on his heels, taking in the view. They were kissing, hard, teeth and tongues, nails scraping long slim necks, growling into each other’s mouths, shamelessly rubbing their crotches together.
“Fffuck,” he breathed, very quietly, but they still heard and turned toward him, like two hungry tigers. Hakkai’s eyes were fervent, dark forest green; there was a thin streak of blood running down Tenpou’s chin. They smiled at him, identically bright and scary. He swallowed and began crawling forward.
“He’s mine,” snarled Hakkai, shoving Tenpou back.
“Aw, Hakkai-kun, you should share. I had him first.”
“It’s my dream,” whined Gojyo. “Shouldn’t it be all for me?”
“Yes, yes, of course,” said Hakkai warmly, kneeling next to him. “What would you like, Gojyo?”
“Would you like to see him sucking me off, General?” suggested Tenpou, calmly undoing his fly. “I’m sure he can do better things with his mouth than spout bland wisecracks.”
“Gojyo, I think we should both fuck him,” said Hakkai conversationally, not sparing Tenpou a glance. “Maybe at the same time. He is a guest here, after all. He should get our undivided attention.”
Gojyo whimpered, closed his eyes and reached down to stroke himself a little before his dick got a sprain or something.
“Oh, no, now we’re neglecting him again,” said one of them. “You are insufferable, honestly. Here…”
“Good plan, I’ll just... Ahh, yes.”
They stripped him and stretched him on his side, running their soft strong palms all over his skin. A mouth enveloped his cock, sucking gently, while another travelled down the length of his spine and then there was a tongue probing into him, slippery slick pleasure, and Gojyo was already gasping and holding back with all he had, but then a warm velvety hard cock nudged at his lips, and another one pressed into the back of his thigh, impatient, while long fingers moved in his ass, stretching and pushing and…
He woke up with a moan, coming into his own hand clasped around his spurting dick, and met Hakkai’s startled sleepy eyes.
“I was just dreaming about you,” said Hakkai, blinking awake.
“Um, yeah,” said Gojyo, waving his spunk-coated hand.
“Well, I wasn’t finished,” Hakkai threw the tented blanket off, presenting Gojyo with the proof. “Come here.”
Also behold the shiny One Piece okaeki drawn bychaosd for me! Prezzies! Yay!
Title: Id and Co
Author: Newkate
Words: 957
Rating: NC-17 for m/m smut
Pairing: 8/8/5.
hibem is a genius. Notes: Totally unbetaed. Any help much appreciated.
Summary: Even without the clones there is a second 8 in canon, and maybe in recesses of somebody’s psyche.
“Do you ever dream about me?”
“Sometimes,” said Hakkai carefully, rearranging the bedding more to his liking. “I tend to not remember my dreams.”
“Well, I have this dream about you from time to time,” said Gojyo, stretching in his bed and wiggling his feet, finally liberated from the boots. The inn beds were damn narrow, but nicely bouncy, and although he could do without the creaky springs, everyone next door knew what to expect when he finally got to room with Hakkai. He missed that, missed doing it in bed, missed having Hakkai all to himself, so yes, he was excited, and he got talkative when he was.
“And it’s you, but not really you, like someone else you.”
“Ah,” said Hakkai, freezing on the spot. “Gojyo, I know you prefer women, but…”
“I prefer you.”
“…I would appreciate it if you didn’t fantasise about my dead sister. Thank you.”
“Nonono, Hakkai, no. It’s the guy you! With glasses, and hair like you used to…”
“Oh, I’m sorry, I misunderstood,” Hakkai’s tense shoulders relaxed, but only a little. “So… Do you dream about Gonou?”
“Do I? I don’t know. Maybe. It’s bad sometimes, but mostly…”
“Bad?”
“Yeah, well. See, this guy and me – I think I screwed up big time there. I let him die.”
“I see,” Hakkai finally turned around, sat on his bed, neatly folded his hands in his lap. “Do you miss that? The early days? I understand not all changes were for the better, and there was a lot of awkwardness right after.”
“Of course I don’t! You are happier now – right?”
“Right. But, Gojyo,” sighed Hakkai. “You do carry a lot of unfounded guilt around. That’s bad enough in itself, but projecting it onto me is not healthy for you and terribly unfair to me.”
“Shit, Hakkai, would you just shut up and stop analysing everything to death? It’s only a stupid dream! Damn, I don’t know why I brought it up in the first place.”
“Me neither,” said Hakkai coldly and slid under his blanket. “Good night, Gojyo.”
There goes the fun night he was hoping for. Gojyo groaned, punched the pillow, yanked hard on his own hair. He definitely had some kind of a natural talent for fucking things up.
He suffered quietly in the dark, listening to Hakkai’s soft breathing, till darkness thinned around him and familiar arms circled his shoulders.
“Hey you,” he dropped his head on that bony labcoat-clad shoulder, inhaled his smell, earthy, a bit too ripe, but uniquely his, and therefore amazing.
“Hey. What’s wrong?”
“Do you hate me?”
“No, you simpleton, quite the opposite,” said the man, and Gojyo tried not to blink in fear that it would interrupt the dream. “Why did you think you could protect me? I’m older and stronger, and wiser, if I say so myself.”
“But…”
“Shh. Look at me. Have I told you that you are even more beautiful as a mortal?”
And Gojyo just started leaning into that, melting into him, when a little chuckle made him wince and jump back.
“Well, well,” said Hakkai, strolling closer. He was dressed for bed, no headband or monocle, and his naked face and eyes looked hard and predatory. “It’s all much simple than I could have guessed.”
“Ah,” Tenpou bared his teeth, imitating Hakkai’s smile. “It’s the faker.”
“You’re the one to talk.”
“Mother figure, then?”
“What would an egotist like you know about it?”
“Ah, that’s a good one. Of course, you weren’t a single child like me, were you?”
“You’re the real narcissist here.”
“And you’re a hypocritical pig, young man.”
They grabbed for each other, fast, before Gojyo could react, clashed violently, body to body, mouth to mouth. Gojyo staggered back, sat on his heels, taking in the view. They were kissing, hard, teeth and tongues, nails scraping long slim necks, growling into each other’s mouths, shamelessly rubbing their crotches together.
“Fffuck,” he breathed, very quietly, but they still heard and turned toward him, like two hungry tigers. Hakkai’s eyes were fervent, dark forest green; there was a thin streak of blood running down Tenpou’s chin. They smiled at him, identically bright and scary. He swallowed and began crawling forward.
“He’s mine,” snarled Hakkai, shoving Tenpou back.
“Aw, Hakkai-kun, you should share. I had him first.”
“It’s my dream,” whined Gojyo. “Shouldn’t it be all for me?”
“Yes, yes, of course,” said Hakkai warmly, kneeling next to him. “What would you like, Gojyo?”
“Would you like to see him sucking me off, General?” suggested Tenpou, calmly undoing his fly. “I’m sure he can do better things with his mouth than spout bland wisecracks.”
“Gojyo, I think we should both fuck him,” said Hakkai conversationally, not sparing Tenpou a glance. “Maybe at the same time. He is a guest here, after all. He should get our undivided attention.”
Gojyo whimpered, closed his eyes and reached down to stroke himself a little before his dick got a sprain or something.
“Oh, no, now we’re neglecting him again,” said one of them. “You are insufferable, honestly. Here…”
“Good plan, I’ll just... Ahh, yes.”
They stripped him and stretched him on his side, running their soft strong palms all over his skin. A mouth enveloped his cock, sucking gently, while another travelled down the length of his spine and then there was a tongue probing into him, slippery slick pleasure, and Gojyo was already gasping and holding back with all he had, but then a warm velvety hard cock nudged at his lips, and another one pressed into the back of his thigh, impatient, while long fingers moved in his ass, stretching and pushing and…
He woke up with a moan, coming into his own hand clasped around his spurting dick, and met Hakkai’s startled sleepy eyes.
“I was just dreaming about you,” said Hakkai, blinking awake.
“Um, yeah,” said Gojyo, waving his spunk-coated hand.
“Well, I wasn’t finished,” Hakkai threw the tented blanket off, presenting Gojyo with the proof. “Come here.”
Also behold the shiny One Piece okaeki drawn by
chaosd for me! Prezzies! Yay!
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Date: 2007-03-01 05:02 pm (UTC)