Weiss Kreuz (Aya / Yohji)
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Title: (untitled)
Author:
puddingcat
Rating: PG-13 for language
Word Count: 250
Summary: Sex in the rain - "I'm not your fucking pet."
Warnings: Clichés and silliness and a total lack of smut. Also, I suck at titles. Woe.
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"I'm not your fucking pet."
Aya snarled as he slammed Yohji up against the wall of the shop, ignoring both the foul autumn weather and the bags of rubbish piled up for collection.
"I’m not -" he shoved Yohji hard, " - interested in schoolgirls, so I’ll thank you to stop -" shove " - parading me around. Try that again and you might find they get the keys to your room one night".
It wasn’t surprising Aya was so thin, not when he generated this much heat. The warmth made Yohji push forwards, away from the soaking wet wall at his back. Aya’s full-body shove back made him wince and retort without thinking.
"But, Aya, a pretty collar would look so good with your coat…
…even if nobody would hear a bell under your crazy yelling…", his brain finished for him.
It was lucky, he considered, that by that time, one of Aya’s hands was clenched in his hair, pulling his head back and making breathing quite hard enough, even without trying to finish idiotically suicidal sentences. Absently, he noticed how the rain had spiked Aya’s ridiculously long eyelashes, while he wondered how he was going to get out of this in one piece.
"Kudoh. Keep this up, and you'll be walking around on the wrong end of a dog lead."
Aya let go and vanished back inside. Not even the sounds of the bolts being shot home could keep Yohji from grinning; things were about to get interesting.
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Rating: PG-13 for language
Word Count: 250
Summary: Sex in the rain - "I'm not your fucking pet."
Warnings: Clichés and silliness and a total lack of smut. Also, I suck at titles. Woe.
====
"I'm not your fucking pet."
Aya snarled as he slammed Yohji up against the wall of the shop, ignoring both the foul autumn weather and the bags of rubbish piled up for collection.
"I’m not -" he shoved Yohji hard, " - interested in schoolgirls, so I’ll thank you to stop -" shove " - parading me around. Try that again and you might find they get the keys to your room one night".
It wasn’t surprising Aya was so thin, not when he generated this much heat. The warmth made Yohji push forwards, away from the soaking wet wall at his back. Aya’s full-body shove back made him wince and retort without thinking.
"But, Aya, a pretty collar would look so good with your coat…
…even if nobody would hear a bell under your crazy yelling…", his brain finished for him.
It was lucky, he considered, that by that time, one of Aya’s hands was clenched in his hair, pulling his head back and making breathing quite hard enough, even without trying to finish idiotically suicidal sentences. Absently, he noticed how the rain had spiked Aya’s ridiculously long eyelashes, while he wondered how he was going to get out of this in one piece.
"Kudoh. Keep this up, and you'll be walking around on the wrong end of a dog lead."
Aya let go and vanished back inside. Not even the sounds of the bolts being shot home could keep Yohji from grinning; things were about to get interesting.
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Date: 2007-04-14 02:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 12:40 pm (UTC)Thank you :) I reckon Yohji's trousers make it hard for him to think - er - straight ;)
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Date: 2007-04-14 09:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 12:41 pm (UTC)There are so many close-ups of their eyes in the anime that image was what started me off. I'm pleased it worked :)
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Date: 2007-04-14 11:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 12:43 pm (UTC)It's a long way from Yohji's brain to his mouth...
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Date: 2007-04-16 09:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 12:43 pm (UTC)Thanks :)