Torn
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Category:
Gravitation › Crossovers
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,617
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own this anime/manga, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 3
“Uhnnn…”
His wet palm was slick and smooth to the sensitive skin around his dick, the cold tile wall forcing him to arch his back forward in short jerky movements. He pulled up and down jacking off to the rhythm of his quickly beating heart. He didn’t know what it was or how it happened, but walking into his apartment Ted seemed to quickly strip from his clothes and scurry into the shower.
“..nnn..”
Now here he was jerking off and secretly loving the trickles of water dripping off his exposed head. Red hair sticking to his face and covering his eyes, though there was no time to move them for here came one of his favourite parts to masturbation---the visual.
“Mmm…ugh…”
Closing his eyes he focused on the image of a naked back slender and pale clear beautiful skin. Suddenly long blonde hair just let out of a ponytail slipped across the shoulders blades down toward the hips and butt. Ted could feel himself reaching climax, but it his vision he made a reach for this naked model.
“Uhhh…”
The long blonde hair turned out to be a wig as the figure turned around and the emerald eyes of Tohma Seguchi set their sights on Ted.
“No!”
He tried to stop himself, but it happened. Ted released his seed with the vision of another man. Dropping to his knees Ted banged his fists on the porcelain tub and tried to soothe the oncoming sobs before they could get out. Reaching a shaking hand toward the tap he turned the tap full blast on cold in order to rinse away the shame and regret until he couldn’t bare the cold. Getting out of his shower he pulled his towel over his head and headed toward his room and more importantly his bed.
Slipping into a pair of sweats and soon under his covers Ted buried his face deep into his pillow and cried. Silent tears moisten the feathery down that lay inside the pillow sack. He was frustrated, irritated and more importantly defeated. Being the only straight cop and at the precinct had finally taken its toll, Ted hissed at the very idea of being touched by another man, it just didn’t seem right. Though, Drake had done it and seemed the happiest he could ever be as long as JJ was by his side---but he just wasn’t Drake.
Rolling over Ted stared out his bedroom window at the New York City sky dark and starless expect one… cautiously Ted stepped out of bed and over to his window. Sliding it up he leaned out enough so he could feel the wind blow across his heated skin and through damp hair.
“Star light, star bright, first and only star I see this night…” Ted sighed, “please let me have the wish I wish tonight---I wish…”
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
“Oh dear god… I swear 5 am is coming fast every day.” Ted sneered into his pillow and rolled onto his back sighing heavily, getting up he began his early morning routine.
Stopping at the bathroom door he stared at the shower and quickly turned the other way busying himself with breakfast and deodorant. Looking at himself in the hallway mirror he slapped his cheeks and hurried out the door and down to his car. Today was supposed to be an important day for the five of them and pushing last night out of his head Ted prayed that everything that happened yesterday would be left alone.
HOOOOOOONNNNNKKKKKK!!!!!!! Banging his head into his steering wheel Ted sighed, “Fuck, no matter how early I leave I’m always stuck in traffic! UGH!”
He watched as a dude on a Vespa when sailing by and was very tempted to open his door on the biker zooming toward his car realizing that his thoughts weren’t very professional he turned his attention to his radio instead and started to sing along.
“I should warn you things you’re feeling aren’t normal now, think you need me, it’s not easy… let you go somehow.” Ted stared straight ahead at the traffic light, “Now we’re too far gone, hope is such a waste. Every breath you take, you give me the burdens bitter taste. You promise that you stay, say you wanna go… you’re lips provide a shelter that I don’t know.”
“Wow, for kiddy pop some of this stuff is pretty catchy.” Ted drummed lightly on the steering wheel and his spirits seemed to lift, “Ah, a song about a guy and his girl. Yup, just a normal straight couple with normal straight couple issues.”
He continued to sing as the traffic slowly continued to move, “Bliss is far away. North is calling. Now I’m falling at your feet please… go…”
He paused before pulling into the parking lot of the hotel and sat in his car listening the end of the song. Looking out his window Ted shivered, “Please stop this burning now…”
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OMG! I’m really sorry this is such a short chapter, but I just wanted to write something to get back into the swing of things. I hope you like it anyway though…
Credit for the song goes to the All American Rejects, cause it’s their song and the FAKE characters belong to Sanami Matoh, while Gravitation belongs to Maki Murakami.
JA!
His wet palm was slick and smooth to the sensitive skin around his dick, the cold tile wall forcing him to arch his back forward in short jerky movements. He pulled up and down jacking off to the rhythm of his quickly beating heart. He didn’t know what it was or how it happened, but walking into his apartment Ted seemed to quickly strip from his clothes and scurry into the shower.
“..nnn..”
Now here he was jerking off and secretly loving the trickles of water dripping off his exposed head. Red hair sticking to his face and covering his eyes, though there was no time to move them for here came one of his favourite parts to masturbation---the visual.
“Mmm…ugh…”
Closing his eyes he focused on the image of a naked back slender and pale clear beautiful skin. Suddenly long blonde hair just let out of a ponytail slipped across the shoulders blades down toward the hips and butt. Ted could feel himself reaching climax, but it his vision he made a reach for this naked model.
“Uhhh…”
The long blonde hair turned out to be a wig as the figure turned around and the emerald eyes of Tohma Seguchi set their sights on Ted.
“No!”
He tried to stop himself, but it happened. Ted released his seed with the vision of another man. Dropping to his knees Ted banged his fists on the porcelain tub and tried to soothe the oncoming sobs before they could get out. Reaching a shaking hand toward the tap he turned the tap full blast on cold in order to rinse away the shame and regret until he couldn’t bare the cold. Getting out of his shower he pulled his towel over his head and headed toward his room and more importantly his bed.
Slipping into a pair of sweats and soon under his covers Ted buried his face deep into his pillow and cried. Silent tears moisten the feathery down that lay inside the pillow sack. He was frustrated, irritated and more importantly defeated. Being the only straight cop and at the precinct had finally taken its toll, Ted hissed at the very idea of being touched by another man, it just didn’t seem right. Though, Drake had done it and seemed the happiest he could ever be as long as JJ was by his side---but he just wasn’t Drake.
Rolling over Ted stared out his bedroom window at the New York City sky dark and starless expect one… cautiously Ted stepped out of bed and over to his window. Sliding it up he leaned out enough so he could feel the wind blow across his heated skin and through damp hair.
“Star light, star bright, first and only star I see this night…” Ted sighed, “please let me have the wish I wish tonight---I wish…”
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
“Oh dear god… I swear 5 am is coming fast every day.” Ted sneered into his pillow and rolled onto his back sighing heavily, getting up he began his early morning routine.
Stopping at the bathroom door he stared at the shower and quickly turned the other way busying himself with breakfast and deodorant. Looking at himself in the hallway mirror he slapped his cheeks and hurried out the door and down to his car. Today was supposed to be an important day for the five of them and pushing last night out of his head Ted prayed that everything that happened yesterday would be left alone.
HOOOOOOONNNNNKKKKKK!!!!!!! Banging his head into his steering wheel Ted sighed, “Fuck, no matter how early I leave I’m always stuck in traffic! UGH!”
He watched as a dude on a Vespa when sailing by and was very tempted to open his door on the biker zooming toward his car realizing that his thoughts weren’t very professional he turned his attention to his radio instead and started to sing along.
“I should warn you things you’re feeling aren’t normal now, think you need me, it’s not easy… let you go somehow.” Ted stared straight ahead at the traffic light, “Now we’re too far gone, hope is such a waste. Every breath you take, you give me the burdens bitter taste. You promise that you stay, say you wanna go… you’re lips provide a shelter that I don’t know.”
“Wow, for kiddy pop some of this stuff is pretty catchy.” Ted drummed lightly on the steering wheel and his spirits seemed to lift, “Ah, a song about a guy and his girl. Yup, just a normal straight couple with normal straight couple issues.”
He continued to sing as the traffic slowly continued to move, “Bliss is far away. North is calling. Now I’m falling at your feet please… go…”
He paused before pulling into the parking lot of the hotel and sat in his car listening the end of the song. Looking out his window Ted shivered, “Please stop this burning now…”
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OMG! I’m really sorry this is such a short chapter, but I just wanted to write something to get back into the swing of things. I hope you like it anyway though…
Credit for the song goes to the All American Rejects, cause it’s their song and the FAKE characters belong to Sanami Matoh, while Gravitation belongs to Maki Murakami.
JA!