[Pirates! *glee* And yeah, I've sort of gone over the definition drabble myself quite a bit in several cases. Personally, I thought my last drabble had a totally happy ending . . . ish. Ignoring all that mental trauma.]
"Why don't we try the pirates tonight instead?" Guy suggested.
Kakashi smirked and adjusted his eye patch. "I'm surprised to see you so eager to play my cabin boy."
Guy didn't like to admit to any failings as an accommodating lover, but . . . "I'm starting to get sick of being tied up," he admitted.
Kakashi's smirk turned to a full-fledged grin. "Why didn't you say so?" he asked, stalking closer. He pressed the ropes into Guy's hands. "Never let it be said that I wasn't willing to take my turn." Kakashi flung himself onto the bed, wrists conspicuously close to the headboard.
"Well?" he asked, after a few moments of Guy looking from the silk bonds in his hands to Kakashi laid out on the mattress.
"I think you should take off your shirt so I don't have to rip it open." Kakashi complied. Guy felt a sudden surge of power. Yes, power, nothing untoward about it. Then Kakashi spread his legs and Guy gave up any pretense, crawling over Kakashi to lash his arms to the headboard, fingers stumbling just the tiniest bit through the knots when Kakashi bucked up, bumping their bodies together.
"Hurry up," Kakashi said, and Guy finished the last tie.
"I don't remember being nearly so mouthy when I was in this position." Guy ran his hands down Kakashi's arms, down his sides, pulled open and pushed down Kakashi's pants.
"But you were twice as loud," Kakashi countered.
Guy allowed a smirk of his own to slip through. "We'll see how loud you get when you're the one unable to use his hands."
It turned out that it was loud enough for the neighbors to stare and stare, the next morning as Guy passed them in the hall, then whisper something very speculative and highly private about Guy's apparent prowess. Torn between pride and embarrassment, Guy wondered if this was why Kakashi had usually insisted on it being the other way.
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Re: Second Guy/Kakashi
Date: 2008-04-19 03:50 am (UTC)"Why don't we try the pirates tonight instead?" Guy suggested.
Kakashi smirked and adjusted his eye patch. "I'm surprised to see you so eager to play my cabin boy."
Guy didn't like to admit to any failings as an accommodating lover, but . . . "I'm starting to get sick of being tied up," he admitted.
Kakashi's smirk turned to a full-fledged grin. "Why didn't you say so?" he asked, stalking closer. He pressed the ropes into Guy's hands. "Never let it be said that I wasn't willing to take my turn." Kakashi flung himself onto the bed, wrists conspicuously close to the headboard.
"Well?" he asked, after a few moments of Guy looking from the silk bonds in his hands to Kakashi laid out on the mattress.
"I think you should take off your shirt so I don't have to rip it open." Kakashi complied. Guy felt a sudden surge of power. Yes, power, nothing untoward about it. Then Kakashi spread his legs and Guy gave up any pretense, crawling over Kakashi to lash his arms to the headboard, fingers stumbling just the tiniest bit through the knots when Kakashi bucked up, bumping their bodies together.
"Hurry up," Kakashi said, and Guy finished the last tie.
"I don't remember being nearly so mouthy when I was in this position." Guy ran his hands down Kakashi's arms, down his sides, pulled open and pushed down Kakashi's pants.
"But you were twice as loud," Kakashi countered.
Guy allowed a smirk of his own to slip through. "We'll see how loud you get when you're the one unable to use his hands."
It turned out that it was loud enough for the neighbors to stare and stare, the next morning as Guy passed them in the hall, then whisper something very speculative and highly private about Guy's apparent prowess. Torn between pride and embarrassment, Guy wondered if this was why Kakashi had usually insisted on it being the other way.