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kinkfestSomething So Wrong (shouldn't feel so right)
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cornerofmadness
Fandom - Darker than Black
Disclaimer - not mine. All rights belong to Tensai Okamura
Rating - NC-17
Pairing - Hei/Misaki
Timeline/Spoilers- no real spoilers, set some time before the end of the first season of the anime
Warnings -electric play (sort of)
Word Count - 1,206
Summary - Misaki has her doubts about him, know this is wrong, but for the moment, she doesn't care
Author's Note - written for the prompt - Darker than Black, Hei/Misaki: Sensory overload - Electric touch. I used Hei's cover identity for this since it worked much more easily. I hope you don't mind. Thanks toenemytosleep for the beta. ETA - the typoes are cleaned up now too. thanks
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She knew she shouldn’t be doing this. Misaki had her suspicions about Li but she couldn’t resist his raw sensuality. They’d had several run-ins and long conversations, enough for red flags to go up but nothing solid, not enough to make her stop.
Misaki hadn’t planned on going back to Li’s apartment, but when they walked past his place, she asked him if she could come up for tea. The tea would be a welcome warmth, and she'd hoped that maybe she might stumble upon some clue about who Li really was while he was up there. It was a chilly night, so it hadn’t been an unreasonable request. That’s all she thought she really wanted. However, if she had her misgivings confirmed, Misaki didn't know what she'd do.
Li had cooked up a quick noodle bowl for them both and damn if he wasn’t an excellent cook. Misaki wasn’t sure who kissed who first, but it had been hot and needy; she told herself it was just two lonely people succumbing to the heat between, letting it consume them. Kneeling on his futon, Misaki stripped off Li’s shirt. Her lips and fingers tickled and tasted his skin. She fumbled over scars - there were far too many of them. She had to be suspicious why a seemingly hard working student would have such pain written into his skin. Misaki had wondered about him and BK201, thinking on hair styles and build, but when he dipped his head to taste her neck, she put those thoughts way out of mind for the moment.
If Li noticed her hesitation, it didn't show. His lips traveled down the bare skin of her neck and shoulders as his strong hands rubbed her back, following the trail of her spine. As those talented fingers moved around to her belly and up, Misaki sighed. She sucked on the strappy muscle of his neck.
"Misaki," he muttered, reaffirming her thoughts on how reticent Li was. He was as quiet while making love as he was any other time. It was a shame since he had a lovely voice but it took effort to make Li talk about himself.
Li's fingers feathered over her sensitive breasts. Under his touch, her nipples perked up for special attention. He gave one a gentle tug, making her gasp. As he gathered her closer, Misaki ran her short nails down his muscular back. He whispered her name again like a benediction. He lipped a nipple, sucked on it, made her senses spiral skywards.
Misaki felt heavy and warm between her legs. The moisture gathering there made her want to shuck her pants and screw Li straight through the floor and drop down on the obnoxious musician playing excessively loud downstairs. She tugged his pants open, his cock rising up to meet her. Misaki ran a finger over the velvety damp head of his cock. She tickled just under the head, making his shaft twitch. Li moaned, thrusting into her hand. Li shifted his weight, allowing her to get his pants all the way down. Misaki let him go so Li could get completely undressed. She shimmied out of the remains of her clothing, too.
"You're so lovely," he murmured, planting a kiss on her belly as he pulled her forward. Li's lips pressed against her thigh before questing higher. Misaki shuddered as Li's tongue danced over her clit. She no longer even cared about her suspicions. Li bore her backwards onto the futon. Misaki gave him better access to her inner core, her fingers finding his thick hair and massaging his scalp as his mouth worked against her.
Her back arching, Misaki moaned a little as his tongue probed deep into her. Suddenly, the delicious friction of his tongue disappeared. Misaki cracked open her eyes and saw Li smiling at her. He shuffled awkwardly to the set of drawers near the futon. She could see even more scars here and there. Don't you dare think about how he got those, she admonished herself, her fingers drifting down her belly.
While Li found a condom, after a surprisingly difficult search, Misaki dipped her fingers into herself, stoking the fires. The condom hunt suggested he didn't do this often and somehow that made her feel special. Rolling up onto her knees, she helped him with the condom. Before putting it on, Misaki wrapped her lips around Li's cock, taking in every inch that she could. As she sucked on him, she glanced upward. His eyes were closed, head back. She could feel the tension in his muscles.
Letting him go, Misaki slipped the condom over him. Li pressed her back against the futon. His mouth sealed over hers as the tip of his cock rubbed against her. With one quick thrust, he was deeply inside her. His thrusts were demanding, almost rough but at the same time, his mouth traveled down her neck gently. As she explored the broad planes of his back, trying to meet his bold strokes, Li wrapped his arms around her, rolling them both onto their sides.
He plunged back into her, but the new position allowed Li to get his hand between their bodies. His fingers flickered over her sensitive bud. His touch elicited a low cry from her. Li's hands were beyond talented; they were downright electric. Before her vision dimmed to nothing but starlight, Misaki swore she saw blue light trickling from his fingers. She told herself that couldn't be, because the consequences of that reality would be too severe. It was foolish, yes, but she was enjoying this moment too much to want to ruin it with the admission.
He rubbed his fingers against her clit again, with the same electric result. Misaki's thighs tightened around him as if trying to stem the flood from deep inside her body. Her senses were filled with nothing but Li and his magical touch. Those wonderful fingers moved from her clit up over her belly to her nipples then back down again. This time her cry drowned out the music from downstairs and the salty fluids inside her moved like the ocean, leaving her nearly limp.
Li rolled her onto her back once more and his pace picked up. His hips crashed into hers. She felt so full of him that she was certain Li was melding with her. Misaki reached down, blindly taking hold of his taut buttocks. She dug her nails into them as he pounded into her. Finally, he came almost as quietly as he did everything else. Easing out of her, Li collapsed down next to her on the now-wet futon.
Misaki brushed his damp hair back out of his eyes, smiling at him. "You are quite amazing, Li Sheng Shun."
He offered up a weary grin. "I'm glad you wanted to come up for tea. Now, I could use another noodle bowl." Li yawned broadly. "Or some take out…in a few minutes," he mumbled, his eyes closing.
Misaki rested her head on his chest. "Sounds good." This might have been a mistake. She could be all too right in her suspicions, but right now Misaki didn't care. This was a wonderful night she wouldn't change for anything.
Author -
cornerofmadnessFandom - Darker than Black
Disclaimer - not mine. All rights belong to Tensai Okamura
Rating - NC-17
Pairing - Hei/Misaki
Timeline/Spoilers- no real spoilers, set some time before the end of the first season of the anime
Warnings -electric play (sort of)
Word Count - 1,206
Summary - Misaki has her doubts about him, know this is wrong, but for the moment, she doesn't care
Author's Note - written for the prompt - Darker than Black, Hei/Misaki: Sensory overload - Electric touch. I used Hei's cover identity for this since it worked much more easily. I hope you don't mind. Thanks to
enemytosleep for the beta. ETA - the typoes are cleaned up now too. thanks* * *
She knew she shouldn’t be doing this. Misaki had her suspicions about Li but she couldn’t resist his raw sensuality. They’d had several run-ins and long conversations, enough for red flags to go up but nothing solid, not enough to make her stop.
Misaki hadn’t planned on going back to Li’s apartment, but when they walked past his place, she asked him if she could come up for tea. The tea would be a welcome warmth, and she'd hoped that maybe she might stumble upon some clue about who Li really was while he was up there. It was a chilly night, so it hadn’t been an unreasonable request. That’s all she thought she really wanted. However, if she had her misgivings confirmed, Misaki didn't know what she'd do.
Li had cooked up a quick noodle bowl for them both and damn if he wasn’t an excellent cook. Misaki wasn’t sure who kissed who first, but it had been hot and needy; she told herself it was just two lonely people succumbing to the heat between, letting it consume them. Kneeling on his futon, Misaki stripped off Li’s shirt. Her lips and fingers tickled and tasted his skin. She fumbled over scars - there were far too many of them. She had to be suspicious why a seemingly hard working student would have such pain written into his skin. Misaki had wondered about him and BK201, thinking on hair styles and build, but when he dipped his head to taste her neck, she put those thoughts way out of mind for the moment.
If Li noticed her hesitation, it didn't show. His lips traveled down the bare skin of her neck and shoulders as his strong hands rubbed her back, following the trail of her spine. As those talented fingers moved around to her belly and up, Misaki sighed. She sucked on the strappy muscle of his neck.
"Misaki," he muttered, reaffirming her thoughts on how reticent Li was. He was as quiet while making love as he was any other time. It was a shame since he had a lovely voice but it took effort to make Li talk about himself.
Li's fingers feathered over her sensitive breasts. Under his touch, her nipples perked up for special attention. He gave one a gentle tug, making her gasp. As he gathered her closer, Misaki ran her short nails down his muscular back. He whispered her name again like a benediction. He lipped a nipple, sucked on it, made her senses spiral skywards.
Misaki felt heavy and warm between her legs. The moisture gathering there made her want to shuck her pants and screw Li straight through the floor and drop down on the obnoxious musician playing excessively loud downstairs. She tugged his pants open, his cock rising up to meet her. Misaki ran a finger over the velvety damp head of his cock. She tickled just under the head, making his shaft twitch. Li moaned, thrusting into her hand. Li shifted his weight, allowing her to get his pants all the way down. Misaki let him go so Li could get completely undressed. She shimmied out of the remains of her clothing, too.
"You're so lovely," he murmured, planting a kiss on her belly as he pulled her forward. Li's lips pressed against her thigh before questing higher. Misaki shuddered as Li's tongue danced over her clit. She no longer even cared about her suspicions. Li bore her backwards onto the futon. Misaki gave him better access to her inner core, her fingers finding his thick hair and massaging his scalp as his mouth worked against her.
Her back arching, Misaki moaned a little as his tongue probed deep into her. Suddenly, the delicious friction of his tongue disappeared. Misaki cracked open her eyes and saw Li smiling at her. He shuffled awkwardly to the set of drawers near the futon. She could see even more scars here and there. Don't you dare think about how he got those, she admonished herself, her fingers drifting down her belly.
While Li found a condom, after a surprisingly difficult search, Misaki dipped her fingers into herself, stoking the fires. The condom hunt suggested he didn't do this often and somehow that made her feel special. Rolling up onto her knees, she helped him with the condom. Before putting it on, Misaki wrapped her lips around Li's cock, taking in every inch that she could. As she sucked on him, she glanced upward. His eyes were closed, head back. She could feel the tension in his muscles.
Letting him go, Misaki slipped the condom over him. Li pressed her back against the futon. His mouth sealed over hers as the tip of his cock rubbed against her. With one quick thrust, he was deeply inside her. His thrusts were demanding, almost rough but at the same time, his mouth traveled down her neck gently. As she explored the broad planes of his back, trying to meet his bold strokes, Li wrapped his arms around her, rolling them both onto their sides.
He plunged back into her, but the new position allowed Li to get his hand between their bodies. His fingers flickered over her sensitive bud. His touch elicited a low cry from her. Li's hands were beyond talented; they were downright electric. Before her vision dimmed to nothing but starlight, Misaki swore she saw blue light trickling from his fingers. She told herself that couldn't be, because the consequences of that reality would be too severe. It was foolish, yes, but she was enjoying this moment too much to want to ruin it with the admission.
He rubbed his fingers against her clit again, with the same electric result. Misaki's thighs tightened around him as if trying to stem the flood from deep inside her body. Her senses were filled with nothing but Li and his magical touch. Those wonderful fingers moved from her clit up over her belly to her nipples then back down again. This time her cry drowned out the music from downstairs and the salty fluids inside her moved like the ocean, leaving her nearly limp.
Li rolled her onto her back once more and his pace picked up. His hips crashed into hers. She felt so full of him that she was certain Li was melding with her. Misaki reached down, blindly taking hold of his taut buttocks. She dug her nails into them as he pounded into her. Finally, he came almost as quietly as he did everything else. Easing out of her, Li collapsed down next to her on the now-wet futon.
Misaki brushed his damp hair back out of his eyes, smiling at him. "You are quite amazing, Li Sheng Shun."
He offered up a weary grin. "I'm glad you wanted to come up for tea. Now, I could use another noodle bowl." Li yawned broadly. "Or some take out…in a few minutes," he mumbled, his eyes closing.
Misaki rested her head on his chest. "Sounds good." This might have been a mistake. She could be all too right in her suspicions, but right now Misaki didn't care. This was a wonderful night she wouldn't change for anything.
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Date: 2010-03-19 07:03 am (UTC)Thanks so much for filling my prompt! I was looking forward to this so much, especially when I saw that it was you that claimed it. :) You did not disappoint!
(One thing - Li's cover name is Li Shengshun. Very minor! Also, there was one point where you had a typo, calling him 'Lil'. Just letting you know! ^^)
Thanks again!
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Date: 2010-03-19 01:46 pm (UTC)And thanks for the confidence in me.I'll go back and fix that.Hmm, then wiki has it wrong since that's where I got his full cover name (wow, wiki wrong, imagine that.). I ran out of time to go back and try to find the eppies on line
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Date: 2010-03-20 07:19 pm (UTC)Now if only someone would fill one of my Amber/Hei requests too. XDno subject
Date: 2010-03-21 02:53 am (UTC)(i hadn't seen Amber until just a couple weeks ago, to be honest but good luck)
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Date: 2010-03-21 05:40 pm (UTC)I still don't have a hip for this series, but anything containing Li or Hei is bound to be hot. Yay PWP!
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Date: 2010-03-21 06:18 pm (UTC)Hei definitely has the hotness factor working forhim. This is pretty much my favorite ship for him