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Adult ++
Chapters:
9
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9
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Just A Taste
Title: Just a Taste
Date Written: 7/21/05
Non Challenge
Word Count: 489
Rating: M
Pairings: Gonou/Kanan, Hakkai/Gojyo
Notes: Something that's been over on FF.N for a while in another short story collection. I'm sticking it over here 'cause it's explicit. Too bad it's short...
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Before Kanan, Hakkai--well, Gonou, actually--had kissed quite a few girls.
Kanan had tasted better than the others by far.
Hakkai knew he was still in love with Kanan, and that he always would...
But he couldn't help but want a taste of his half-breed best friend.
He knew that Gojyo 'did' men--his demon sense of smell could distinguish the scent of feminine arousal from male pheremones when he did their laundry. It was unspoken between them, this acceptance of who they were without running to tell. While this fact would normally push friends apart, it intrigued Hakkai. He could understand the allure of women; soft curves, the scent of perfume and pheremones mixing, their taste and feel.
The allure of men? Men were all hard angles. He thought long and hard about it, going over and over the possible reasons for sexual attration to men in his head.
Finally, he decided it had to be the taste. He had no idea how men tasted, since he had never had the experience. All of his lovers, be it kissing or otherwise, had been women. Maybe if he had the experience, he'd be able to understand it...
Gojyo's hand on his shoulder jerked him out of his reverie. "Hey man, you okay?"
Hakkai blinked, a little startled, and the redhead chuckled, placing a steaming mug of coffee in front of the green-eyed man. He stared at the man next to him, his eyes fixing on the pale lips of his friend. He wondered again what Gojyo would taste like, over the taste of stale beer and cigarettes.
As if in answer, the taboo man leaned over and kissed the human-turned-demon, a talented tongue sneaking into his mouth when he gasped in surprise. There was the expected taste of alcohol and smokes, but an underlying current of what could only be Gojyo, faintly watery but distinctively male.
Years of celibacy sent lust raging full-force through his veins, shutting down all logical thought. Cloth ripped under light tan hands as his mouth devoured the skin they exposed. Hakkai roughly pushed Gojyo back onto the table, ignoring the crash of breaking plates and the splash of scalding coffee as he pulled Gojyo's boxers off, exposing his erection and leaving the half-breed naked. He took the engorged dick in his mouth, sucking hard. The taste of Gojyo he had tasted in their kiss was stronger now and flooded his senses along with the salt tang of precum.
*SNAP*
Hakkai jumped, eyes focusing on Gojyo next to him, fully clothes.
'Shit,' he thought, 'that was one fucking descriptive fantasy.'
"You okay man?" Gojyo asked, touching his elbow, worry evident in his voice.
Hakkai simply smiled, crossing his legs to hide his developing erection. "Just thinking a little too much," he replied, lifting his coffee mug for a taste.
The coffee was black and tasted bitter, and Hakkai wondered if Gojyo's cum would be bitter too.
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Date Written: 7/21/05
Non Challenge
Word Count: 489
Rating: M
Pairings: Gonou/Kanan, Hakkai/Gojyo
Notes: Something that's been over on FF.N for a while in another short story collection. I'm sticking it over here 'cause it's explicit. Too bad it's short...
---
Before Kanan, Hakkai--well, Gonou, actually--had kissed quite a few girls.
Kanan had tasted better than the others by far.
Hakkai knew he was still in love with Kanan, and that he always would...
But he couldn't help but want a taste of his half-breed best friend.
He knew that Gojyo 'did' men--his demon sense of smell could distinguish the scent of feminine arousal from male pheremones when he did their laundry. It was unspoken between them, this acceptance of who they were without running to tell. While this fact would normally push friends apart, it intrigued Hakkai. He could understand the allure of women; soft curves, the scent of perfume and pheremones mixing, their taste and feel.
The allure of men? Men were all hard angles. He thought long and hard about it, going over and over the possible reasons for sexual attration to men in his head.
Finally, he decided it had to be the taste. He had no idea how men tasted, since he had never had the experience. All of his lovers, be it kissing or otherwise, had been women. Maybe if he had the experience, he'd be able to understand it...
Gojyo's hand on his shoulder jerked him out of his reverie. "Hey man, you okay?"
Hakkai blinked, a little startled, and the redhead chuckled, placing a steaming mug of coffee in front of the green-eyed man. He stared at the man next to him, his eyes fixing on the pale lips of his friend. He wondered again what Gojyo would taste like, over the taste of stale beer and cigarettes.
As if in answer, the taboo man leaned over and kissed the human-turned-demon, a talented tongue sneaking into his mouth when he gasped in surprise. There was the expected taste of alcohol and smokes, but an underlying current of what could only be Gojyo, faintly watery but distinctively male.
Years of celibacy sent lust raging full-force through his veins, shutting down all logical thought. Cloth ripped under light tan hands as his mouth devoured the skin they exposed. Hakkai roughly pushed Gojyo back onto the table, ignoring the crash of breaking plates and the splash of scalding coffee as he pulled Gojyo's boxers off, exposing his erection and leaving the half-breed naked. He took the engorged dick in his mouth, sucking hard. The taste of Gojyo he had tasted in their kiss was stronger now and flooded his senses along with the salt tang of precum.
*SNAP*
Hakkai jumped, eyes focusing on Gojyo next to him, fully clothes.
'Shit,' he thought, 'that was one fucking descriptive fantasy.'
"You okay man?" Gojyo asked, touching his elbow, worry evident in his voice.
Hakkai simply smiled, crossing his legs to hide his developing erection. "Just thinking a little too much," he replied, lifting his coffee mug for a taste.
The coffee was black and tasted bitter, and Hakkai wondered if Gojyo's cum would be bitter too.
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