Always Tip Your Waiter
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Adult +
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2,325
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5
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Always Tip Your Waiter
Title: Always Tip Your Waiter
Author: Darth_Claire
Pairing: Dirty Pair
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: The premise for this is a bit of an inside joke. My friend and I think Gakuto looks like a girl and I couldn’t resist. I’m not that familiar with these two and it’s been a while since I watched the Hyotei arch so if I have the characterizations way off, let me know. Gakuto annoyed the hell out of me when I first watched the series. I like him better now, but I spent most of that arc heckling him instead of paying attention to his character. Characters are over 18 but under 21.
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“I still can’t believe we lost to that bitchy little redheaded uke!” Gakuto roared. Oshitari bit back a remark about the pot calling the kettle black and refilled his partner’s glass. After losing, Gakuto was understandably upset. Fortunately Oshitari had been able to substitute a large bill for proof of legal age and buy a few bottles of champagne to console his irate boyfriend. His best chance of escaping unharmed was to get Mukahi nice and drunk.
“Gakuto, I understand you’re upset, but please lower your voice, this is a nice restaurant.”
“So? Just pay them off if they ask us to leave!” Gakuto screeched.
“Would you care to cover that? You’re currently drinking your way through my allowance and we haven’t even ordered.”
“All I’m saying is that we should have beaten them!” Mukahi slurred, sloshing champagne on the floor. “I’m way better than that Kikumaru!” He drained his glass and held it out for a refill.
“Are you ready to order?” The waiter asked.
“I’ll have the lamb, medium rare and please go light on the rosemary” Oshitari said, grateful for the interruption.
“Excellent choice sir, and for the lady?” Mukahi froze, every muscle in his body tensing in anger. He clenched his teeth and his left eye started twitching. The champagne flute in his hand threatened to shatter in his grip. Oshitari glared darkly at the waiter.
“I’ve changed my mind. I’ll have the check please.” The waiter sighed and collected the menus. “And you can forget about a tip.” The waiter shrugged, he still had the kid’s ‘ID’.
OoooooO
“WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK I LOOK LIKE A GIRL!?” Mukahi screamed when the two were in the back of Oshitari’s car. “Do I look like a girl to you?!”
Oshitari debated whether or not he should answer that question, but Gakuto kept talking.
“Maybe I’m not as masculine as you or Shishido, but I do NOT look like a girl!”
“Gakuto, please calm down, I’m sure he didn’t mean to offend you.” Not that Oshitari cared what his partner thought of the waiter, but the waiter wasn’t here to listen, Oishitari was.
“This isn’t the first time this has happened! What is it about me huh? Am I too skinny, is my face too feminine, my hands? What?!”
“Maybe if you changed your hair.” Oishitari suggested calmly, taking a bottle from the mini bar. His father would never miss a tiny little bottle of bourbon and Oshitari would never miss his sobriety.
“My hair?” Gakuto’s eyes narrowed. “So you DO think I look like a girl!“
Oishitari scowled and emptied the mini bottle in one sip. He wasn’t in the mood to put up with Gakuto’s silly complaints. “Well if you put on a flapper dress with that roaring 20’s bob you have, I might.
“What are you a closet heterosexual? Is that why you like me, because I look like a girl?”
“Gakuto.” Oshitari pleaded. He could feel a headache coming on.
Mukahi pulled his hair back. “How about now? Is that any better Yuushi?”
“Gakuto, you’re being ridiculous.”
Mukahi pulled off his shirt. “Do I look like a girl now?”
Oshitari stared transfixed at the sight of Mukahi’s suddenly naked chest. He opened his mouth to assure his boyfriend that he looked quite masculine but Mukahi seemed intent on proving his point. The slender acrobat pulled off his shorts and stared at his boyfriend, checks still flushed from the champagne.
“How about now, do I still look like a girl?”
Oshitari’s mouth went dry and the empty bottle slipped from his hand.
“So?”
Oishitari swallowed, staring at the beautiful naked creature sitting in the back seat with him. He was extremely glad he had raised the partition earlier.
“Gakuto.” He placed a hand on Mukahi’s bare thigh, his eyes scanning the slender naked form with a roguish hunger. Mukahi, still in the midst of his drunken outburst, didn’t seem to notice. “I have never in my life thought you were a woman, because no woman could make me feel the way you do.”
“What way is th-” Gakuto’s words were cut off as Oishitari kissed him and pulled him into a tight embrace. Pausing only to remove his glasses, Oshitari pushed Mukahi down, pressing his smaller partner into the seat.
“Yuushi!” Mukahi gasped as his boyfriend’s tongue danced across his neck. Yuushi sucked on his boyfriend’s delicate neck
“And I’m going to make you feel things no woman ever could.” Oshitari trailed his tongue down his partner’s bare chest, tasting Gakuto’s tender skin. He moved down to tickle the base of Gakuto’s penis with the tip of his tongue, cupping his lover’s balls gently in his hand. Gakuto moaned softly as Yuushi took the head of his still limp cock in those warm, soft lips. Oshitari sucked lightly on the sensitive tip as Gakuto began to harden in his mouth. He flicked his tongue at the small slit, feeling Gakuto shiver.
“Ah! Yuushi!”
Gakuto ran his hands through Yuushi’s shaggy blue hair, pushing him further down. Oshitari resisted the silent plea and kept torturing the tip of his boyfriend’s length. He swirled his head around the tip, which was beginning to ooze with evidence of Gakuto’s arousal. He lapped at the salty goo, feeling himself grow hard as his lover’s taste sat on his tongue. Finally he gave into Gakuto’s now verbal pleas and slid down to take the whole member into his mouth. Gakuto writhed in his mouth moaning loudly. Oshitari hummed, knowing that the vibrations in his throat would drive Gakuto wild.
“More! Ah, Yuushi!”
Gakuto’s fingers tightened in his lover’s indigo locks. His breath was now coming in short gasps as Yuushi’s rough tongue tickled the underside of his pleading cock. He arched his back in a slow, graceful motion, thrusting into the maddening sensation even though Yuushi already had him in as far as he could go. Gakuto clenched his fingers tighter in Yuushi’s hair, bracing himself against the torturous pleasure. He whimpered as Yuushi pulled out and once again sucked lightly on the head. He was torn between wanting this to last and wanting to push through the partial satisfaction to his climax. He needed to cum and he would die if Yuushi kept drawing this out, but damn if he wouldn’t die happy. Yuushi’s fingers trailed lightly up his leg and his body to brush a sensitive nipple. Gakuto gasped as his lover pinched the tender nub. Yuushi was trying to drive him crazy, and he was doing an excellent job. Gakuto had gone from ranting to a quivering Jello mold in the space of a few minute,
Yuushi took pity Gakuto and deep throated him once more. He knew his gelatinous lover couldn’t take much more. Gakuto moaned loudly as desperately as Oshitari’s throat muscles squeezed him tightly. His blue haired boyfriend tickled his balls lightly and teasingly, bringing him closer and closer. Finally with an ear splitting, and rather girlish, shriek, Gakuto spurted into Yuushi’s throat. Exhausted, he fell back, running his fingers through Yuushi’s hair in gratitude.
“Do you need further proof that I don’t think you’re a woman?” Oshitari said, licking the remains of Gakuto’s orgasm from his lips.
“No, but I might need proof you’re not one,” Gakuto panted. “I don’t know many guys who can suck cock like that!”
Oshitari smiled. Perhaps he should have tipped the waiter after all.
Ooo The End ooO
Thanks for reading! Please review!
Reply to Hanya: Sorry, that author note was really old, I forgot to edit before posting. I like Gakuto a lot more than I used to and my friend and I used to have WAY too much fun heckling him. Thanks for reading and reviewing!
Author: Darth_Claire
Pairing: Dirty Pair
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: The premise for this is a bit of an inside joke. My friend and I think Gakuto looks like a girl and I couldn’t resist. I’m not that familiar with these two and it’s been a while since I watched the Hyotei arch so if I have the characterizations way off, let me know. Gakuto annoyed the hell out of me when I first watched the series. I like him better now, but I spent most of that arc heckling him instead of paying attention to his character. Characters are over 18 but under 21.
OoooooO
“I still can’t believe we lost to that bitchy little redheaded uke!” Gakuto roared. Oshitari bit back a remark about the pot calling the kettle black and refilled his partner’s glass. After losing, Gakuto was understandably upset. Fortunately Oshitari had been able to substitute a large bill for proof of legal age and buy a few bottles of champagne to console his irate boyfriend. His best chance of escaping unharmed was to get Mukahi nice and drunk.
“Gakuto, I understand you’re upset, but please lower your voice, this is a nice restaurant.”
“So? Just pay them off if they ask us to leave!” Gakuto screeched.
“Would you care to cover that? You’re currently drinking your way through my allowance and we haven’t even ordered.”
“All I’m saying is that we should have beaten them!” Mukahi slurred, sloshing champagne on the floor. “I’m way better than that Kikumaru!” He drained his glass and held it out for a refill.
“Are you ready to order?” The waiter asked.
“I’ll have the lamb, medium rare and please go light on the rosemary” Oshitari said, grateful for the interruption.
“Excellent choice sir, and for the lady?” Mukahi froze, every muscle in his body tensing in anger. He clenched his teeth and his left eye started twitching. The champagne flute in his hand threatened to shatter in his grip. Oshitari glared darkly at the waiter.
“I’ve changed my mind. I’ll have the check please.” The waiter sighed and collected the menus. “And you can forget about a tip.” The waiter shrugged, he still had the kid’s ‘ID’.
OoooooO
“WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK I LOOK LIKE A GIRL!?” Mukahi screamed when the two were in the back of Oshitari’s car. “Do I look like a girl to you?!”
Oshitari debated whether or not he should answer that question, but Gakuto kept talking.
“Maybe I’m not as masculine as you or Shishido, but I do NOT look like a girl!”
“Gakuto, please calm down, I’m sure he didn’t mean to offend you.” Not that Oshitari cared what his partner thought of the waiter, but the waiter wasn’t here to listen, Oishitari was.
“This isn’t the first time this has happened! What is it about me huh? Am I too skinny, is my face too feminine, my hands? What?!”
“Maybe if you changed your hair.” Oishitari suggested calmly, taking a bottle from the mini bar. His father would never miss a tiny little bottle of bourbon and Oshitari would never miss his sobriety.
“My hair?” Gakuto’s eyes narrowed. “So you DO think I look like a girl!“
Oishitari scowled and emptied the mini bottle in one sip. He wasn’t in the mood to put up with Gakuto’s silly complaints. “Well if you put on a flapper dress with that roaring 20’s bob you have, I might.
“What are you a closet heterosexual? Is that why you like me, because I look like a girl?”
“Gakuto.” Oshitari pleaded. He could feel a headache coming on.
Mukahi pulled his hair back. “How about now? Is that any better Yuushi?”
“Gakuto, you’re being ridiculous.”
Mukahi pulled off his shirt. “Do I look like a girl now?”
Oshitari stared transfixed at the sight of Mukahi’s suddenly naked chest. He opened his mouth to assure his boyfriend that he looked quite masculine but Mukahi seemed intent on proving his point. The slender acrobat pulled off his shorts and stared at his boyfriend, checks still flushed from the champagne.
“How about now, do I still look like a girl?”
Oshitari’s mouth went dry and the empty bottle slipped from his hand.
“So?”
Oishitari swallowed, staring at the beautiful naked creature sitting in the back seat with him. He was extremely glad he had raised the partition earlier.
“Gakuto.” He placed a hand on Mukahi’s bare thigh, his eyes scanning the slender naked form with a roguish hunger. Mukahi, still in the midst of his drunken outburst, didn’t seem to notice. “I have never in my life thought you were a woman, because no woman could make me feel the way you do.”
“What way is th-” Gakuto’s words were cut off as Oishitari kissed him and pulled him into a tight embrace. Pausing only to remove his glasses, Oshitari pushed Mukahi down, pressing his smaller partner into the seat.
“Yuushi!” Mukahi gasped as his boyfriend’s tongue danced across his neck. Yuushi sucked on his boyfriend’s delicate neck
“And I’m going to make you feel things no woman ever could.” Oshitari trailed his tongue down his partner’s bare chest, tasting Gakuto’s tender skin. He moved down to tickle the base of Gakuto’s penis with the tip of his tongue, cupping his lover’s balls gently in his hand. Gakuto moaned softly as Yuushi took the head of his still limp cock in those warm, soft lips. Oshitari sucked lightly on the sensitive tip as Gakuto began to harden in his mouth. He flicked his tongue at the small slit, feeling Gakuto shiver.
“Ah! Yuushi!”
Gakuto ran his hands through Yuushi’s shaggy blue hair, pushing him further down. Oshitari resisted the silent plea and kept torturing the tip of his boyfriend’s length. He swirled his head around the tip, which was beginning to ooze with evidence of Gakuto’s arousal. He lapped at the salty goo, feeling himself grow hard as his lover’s taste sat on his tongue. Finally he gave into Gakuto’s now verbal pleas and slid down to take the whole member into his mouth. Gakuto writhed in his mouth moaning loudly. Oshitari hummed, knowing that the vibrations in his throat would drive Gakuto wild.
“More! Ah, Yuushi!”
Gakuto’s fingers tightened in his lover’s indigo locks. His breath was now coming in short gasps as Yuushi’s rough tongue tickled the underside of his pleading cock. He arched his back in a slow, graceful motion, thrusting into the maddening sensation even though Yuushi already had him in as far as he could go. Gakuto clenched his fingers tighter in Yuushi’s hair, bracing himself against the torturous pleasure. He whimpered as Yuushi pulled out and once again sucked lightly on the head. He was torn between wanting this to last and wanting to push through the partial satisfaction to his climax. He needed to cum and he would die if Yuushi kept drawing this out, but damn if he wouldn’t die happy. Yuushi’s fingers trailed lightly up his leg and his body to brush a sensitive nipple. Gakuto gasped as his lover pinched the tender nub. Yuushi was trying to drive him crazy, and he was doing an excellent job. Gakuto had gone from ranting to a quivering Jello mold in the space of a few minute,
Yuushi took pity Gakuto and deep throated him once more. He knew his gelatinous lover couldn’t take much more. Gakuto moaned loudly as desperately as Oshitari’s throat muscles squeezed him tightly. His blue haired boyfriend tickled his balls lightly and teasingly, bringing him closer and closer. Finally with an ear splitting, and rather girlish, shriek, Gakuto spurted into Yuushi’s throat. Exhausted, he fell back, running his fingers through Yuushi’s hair in gratitude.
“Do you need further proof that I don’t think you’re a woman?” Oshitari said, licking the remains of Gakuto’s orgasm from his lips.
“No, but I might need proof you’re not one,” Gakuto panted. “I don’t know many guys who can suck cock like that!”
Oshitari smiled. Perhaps he should have tipped the waiter after all.
Ooo The End ooO
Thanks for reading! Please review!
Reply to Hanya: Sorry, that author note was really old, I forgot to edit before posting. I like Gakuto a lot more than I used to and my friend and I used to have WAY too much fun heckling him. Thanks for reading and reviewing!