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Chatty Plunnies 78 - Club Night
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By: Dragon-sama
Inspired by/with: Tsugumi Winters, White Mage Koorii, Mikazuki Hime, Kairi922, International DCFanficNut 1207, setojoufan, and mangaluva.
Things to note: Almost all KaiShin, all short, and may or may not be "complete".
Dragon-sama: I HAVE PRESENTS
Key-chan: hiya
Key-chan: O_o
Dragon-sama: THAT I KINDA NEED TO TYPE UP
Dragon-sama: SORRY
Dragon-sama: XD
Key-chan: xD
Jou-chan: Cool! ^_^
Tsu-chan: Yaaaay!
***
The music pounded through the club house, twisting amongst the dancers writhing in a mass under the strobing lights. Two figures, near identical yet complete singular, drew the eye as they moved. A body covered in leather and silk, turning to flash a coquettish smile over his shoulder. An answering grin, and they came together again to the beat of the music.
Warm hands sliding over supple leather, the jut of a hip bone, a squeeze at the waist, then trailing higher over a lean torso before sliding back to fan out across the ridge of a shoulder blade. Every muscle felt, pulling beneath clothing and heated flesh as they rolled and shifted against each other. Blue eyes darkening, twisting in the other's grip, back to front to grind and entice. Hands resting on hips to guide in a sultry dance.
Blue met violet, a challenge and a tease lighting them brighter than the flashing lights overhead. An arch, and leather slid along leather, hands dipping under fabric to tease at skin. Pulsating lights flickered off metal accessories and the sheen of sweat on skin. Lust drugged eyes glinted wantonly from beneath heavy lids and dark lashes. Mouths parted, they panted, sharing breath and body heat. Close as close could get.
A long, lean leg well toned form hours of soccer practice slid to hook over a hip made flexible from the most spectacular of acrobatics. The slide of friction made a brilliant spark that seemed to resonate to the thump of the heady musical beat. Tousled hair, made messier as hands dragged delightedly though it.
A disheveled head leaned in close, tongue flicking out to taste the sweat on his partner's collar bone. Hair normally neat flared as the other tossed his head back, giving a throaty moan. For once uninhibited by the frenetic atmosphere, he didn't seem to care at all.
Fingernails dug into a back covered only marginally by a mesh shirt, leaving livid red marks trailing like fire. Violet eyes went wild at the sensation, and hands dipped under leather clad thighs to haul the other close. Duel gasps of pleasure at the pressure, and their dance faltered as a new beat threatened to take over.
No longer aware of the music or other, tinny voices surrounding them, he swiftly backed them off the dance floor, all but slamming his partner onto the nearest table. Ignoring the shrieks and tinkling glass, the messy head dipped again to run a hot mouth down the other's chest, hand dexterously undoing the buttons one by one.
Blue eyes stared imploringly up into violet. Jaw working to suppress a thrilled whimper, he arched his back, pressing closer as the other pressed down, a hand coming to splay over his nearly naked ribcage. Curling back one arm he braced his palm against the table top, pressing up again to elicit that half wild sound from his partner.
Violet eyes burned as he leaned close, petting and pressing against skin and leather, dragging more delightful sounds from that pretty mouth. Not enough. Head dipping further, a single word growled into the shell of an ear.
"Scream."
The sound lost in the thump of the music as the other was helpless but to obey, eyes wide as hands dipped and squeezed and promised even more pleasure. Face flushed with errant desire, blue eyes wide and glassy with burning pleasure as he choked on sound. All his breath stolen by the feel of teeth, tongue, and lips burning across the arch of this bared throat.
As hands dropped even lower, sliding across clasps holding leather together, the violet eyed one was suddenly pulled away by other hands. A whine as the heat abandoned him, then the blue eyed one was also being pulled upright, and the world returned in a jangle of noise, confusion, and worried faces.
Kaito was panting heavily, lust filled eyes still fixed on his partner as Hakuba and Heiji dragged him further back.
"You'll thank us fer this," Heiji muttered, though his and the other detective's faces were almost matching shades of red. Considering Hakuba's pale complexion, that was saying something.
"I'm not thanking you now. That should be much more worrying to you," Kaito growled, jerking angrily in their solid grip. If he could just get his brain working again, he'd be able to slip out of their hold with no problem. But his head was still buzzing oddly, and the heat infusing his body was making him crazy with need. A too enthusiastic pull from Hakuba sent Kaito pressing into the other's solid body, and he couldn't stop the moan of pleasure.
"We need to get them outta here. Now," Heiji snapped at the mortified blond. Hakuba didn't even try answering, not trusting himself not to squeak of something equally embarrassing. They hauled the near comatose boy between them, making a bee line for the nearest exit. Behind them, Ran and Aoko were supporting the glassy-eyed Shinichi, Kazuha following with their belongings.
Akako waved lazily at them, but didn't move from her table. Already half a dozen young men had surrounded her, cleaning spilled drinks and offering her a fresh one.
"What happened?" Ran asked, distressed at the state of her friend and his boyfriend. She'd been surprised and flustered at first, seeing the pair of them dancing so erotically together. Then when Kaito had all but molested Shinichi on their table, she'd known something was very wrong.
"Aho! Why didn't you do something sooner?" Kazuha snapped, whacking Heiji upside the head.
"Hey! What was I s'pposed to do?" Heiji cried indignantly.
"You were staring!" Kazuha accused heatedly.
"So were you!"
"It...was kinda...hot..." Aoko mumbled, and Ran was probably the only one to hear her over the arguing Osakan duo.
"Ran?"
At Shinichi's dazed query, she dipped her head closer to him, blushing as he shuddered at the movement. He is your friend, in a happy relationship. He does not like you like that anymore, and you will not take advantage...
"Shinichi? Can you tell me what happened?" she asked quietly. Catching Aoko's eyes, she inclined her head toward the nearest train station. They'd have taxis there.
"Um...I think...I got drugged," Shinichi slurred. "Yeah. The guy at the bar...and Kaito stole my drink. Of course I noticed afterward. So I...handcuffed? Yeah. Handcuffed the bastard to the bar."
Aoko giggled suddenly. "I wonder what he was doing with handcuffs on him!"
Ran went red all over again.
***
Dragon-sama: And did Kairi die?
Koorii-chan: She's prolly enthralled with the nightclub
Koorii-chan: XDD
Kairi-chan: *dazed, still reading plunny*
Dragon-sama: XDDD
Koorii-chan: Told ya
Dragon-sama: Score another one for Koorii~
Koorii-chan: XDD
Kairi-chan: DX Grr, curse you Hakuba and Heiji
Dragon-sama: *cackles evilly*
Kairi-chan: lol They were drugged and decided to stay anyways?
Dragon-sama: Yuuup
Dragon-sama: XDD
Dragon-sama: They were a bit too far gone by the time they noticed, and got distracted on the way back to the others
Kairi-chan: XDDD
Koorii-chan: XDDD
Chu-chan: I'm feeling quite thoroughly mentally defiled now... XD
Kairi-chan: XD Welcome to our world
Dragon-sama: *is proud*
The Real Party, The Real Party Other Side
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By: Dragon-sama
Inspired by/with: Tsugumi Winters, White Mage Koorii, Mikazuki Hime, Kairi922, International DCFanficNut 1207, setojoufan, and mangaluva.
Things to note: Almost all KaiShin, all short, and may or may not be "complete".
Dragon-sama: I HAVE PRESENTS
Key-chan: hiya
Key-chan: O_o
Dragon-sama: THAT I KINDA NEED TO TYPE UP
Dragon-sama: SORRY
Dragon-sama: XD
Key-chan: xD
Jou-chan: Cool! ^_^
Tsu-chan: Yaaaay!
The music pounded through the club house, twisting amongst the dancers writhing in a mass under the strobing lights. Two figures, near identical yet complete singular, drew the eye as they moved. A body covered in leather and silk, turning to flash a coquettish smile over his shoulder. An answering grin, and they came together again to the beat of the music.
Warm hands sliding over supple leather, the jut of a hip bone, a squeeze at the waist, then trailing higher over a lean torso before sliding back to fan out across the ridge of a shoulder blade. Every muscle felt, pulling beneath clothing and heated flesh as they rolled and shifted against each other. Blue eyes darkening, twisting in the other's grip, back to front to grind and entice. Hands resting on hips to guide in a sultry dance.
Blue met violet, a challenge and a tease lighting them brighter than the flashing lights overhead. An arch, and leather slid along leather, hands dipping under fabric to tease at skin. Pulsating lights flickered off metal accessories and the sheen of sweat on skin. Lust drugged eyes glinted wantonly from beneath heavy lids and dark lashes. Mouths parted, they panted, sharing breath and body heat. Close as close could get.
A long, lean leg well toned form hours of soccer practice slid to hook over a hip made flexible from the most spectacular of acrobatics. The slide of friction made a brilliant spark that seemed to resonate to the thump of the heady musical beat. Tousled hair, made messier as hands dragged delightedly though it.
A disheveled head leaned in close, tongue flicking out to taste the sweat on his partner's collar bone. Hair normally neat flared as the other tossed his head back, giving a throaty moan. For once uninhibited by the frenetic atmosphere, he didn't seem to care at all.
Fingernails dug into a back covered only marginally by a mesh shirt, leaving livid red marks trailing like fire. Violet eyes went wild at the sensation, and hands dipped under leather clad thighs to haul the other close. Duel gasps of pleasure at the pressure, and their dance faltered as a new beat threatened to take over.
No longer aware of the music or other, tinny voices surrounding them, he swiftly backed them off the dance floor, all but slamming his partner onto the nearest table. Ignoring the shrieks and tinkling glass, the messy head dipped again to run a hot mouth down the other's chest, hand dexterously undoing the buttons one by one.
Blue eyes stared imploringly up into violet. Jaw working to suppress a thrilled whimper, he arched his back, pressing closer as the other pressed down, a hand coming to splay over his nearly naked ribcage. Curling back one arm he braced his palm against the table top, pressing up again to elicit that half wild sound from his partner.
Violet eyes burned as he leaned close, petting and pressing against skin and leather, dragging more delightful sounds from that pretty mouth. Not enough. Head dipping further, a single word growled into the shell of an ear.
"Scream."
The sound lost in the thump of the music as the other was helpless but to obey, eyes wide as hands dipped and squeezed and promised even more pleasure. Face flushed with errant desire, blue eyes wide and glassy with burning pleasure as he choked on sound. All his breath stolen by the feel of teeth, tongue, and lips burning across the arch of this bared throat.
As hands dropped even lower, sliding across clasps holding leather together, the violet eyed one was suddenly pulled away by other hands. A whine as the heat abandoned him, then the blue eyed one was also being pulled upright, and the world returned in a jangle of noise, confusion, and worried faces.
Kaito was panting heavily, lust filled eyes still fixed on his partner as Hakuba and Heiji dragged him further back.
"You'll thank us fer this," Heiji muttered, though his and the other detective's faces were almost matching shades of red. Considering Hakuba's pale complexion, that was saying something.
"I'm not thanking you now. That should be much more worrying to you," Kaito growled, jerking angrily in their solid grip. If he could just get his brain working again, he'd be able to slip out of their hold with no problem. But his head was still buzzing oddly, and the heat infusing his body was making him crazy with need. A too enthusiastic pull from Hakuba sent Kaito pressing into the other's solid body, and he couldn't stop the moan of pleasure.
"We need to get them outta here. Now," Heiji snapped at the mortified blond. Hakuba didn't even try answering, not trusting himself not to squeak of something equally embarrassing. They hauled the near comatose boy between them, making a bee line for the nearest exit. Behind them, Ran and Aoko were supporting the glassy-eyed Shinichi, Kazuha following with their belongings.
Akako waved lazily at them, but didn't move from her table. Already half a dozen young men had surrounded her, cleaning spilled drinks and offering her a fresh one.
"What happened?" Ran asked, distressed at the state of her friend and his boyfriend. She'd been surprised and flustered at first, seeing the pair of them dancing so erotically together. Then when Kaito had all but molested Shinichi on their table, she'd known something was very wrong.
"Aho! Why didn't you do something sooner?" Kazuha snapped, whacking Heiji upside the head.
"Hey! What was I s'pposed to do?" Heiji cried indignantly.
"You were staring!" Kazuha accused heatedly.
"So were you!"
"It...was kinda...hot..." Aoko mumbled, and Ran was probably the only one to hear her over the arguing Osakan duo.
"Ran?"
At Shinichi's dazed query, she dipped her head closer to him, blushing as he shuddered at the movement. He is your friend, in a happy relationship. He does not like you like that anymore, and you will not take advantage...
"Shinichi? Can you tell me what happened?" she asked quietly. Catching Aoko's eyes, she inclined her head toward the nearest train station. They'd have taxis there.
"Um...I think...I got drugged," Shinichi slurred. "Yeah. The guy at the bar...and Kaito stole my drink. Of course I noticed afterward. So I...handcuffed? Yeah. Handcuffed the bastard to the bar."
Aoko giggled suddenly. "I wonder what he was doing with handcuffs on him!"
Ran went red all over again.
Dragon-sama: And did Kairi die?
Koorii-chan: She's prolly enthralled with the nightclub
Koorii-chan: XDD
Kairi-chan: *dazed, still reading plunny*
Dragon-sama: XDDD
Koorii-chan: Told ya
Dragon-sama: Score another one for Koorii~
Koorii-chan: XDD
Kairi-chan: DX Grr, curse you Hakuba and Heiji
Dragon-sama: *cackles evilly*
Kairi-chan: lol They were drugged and decided to stay anyways?
Dragon-sama: Yuuup
Dragon-sama: XDD
Dragon-sama: They were a bit too far gone by the time they noticed, and got distracted on the way back to the others
Kairi-chan: XDDD
Koorii-chan: XDDD
Chu-chan: I'm feeling quite thoroughly mentally defiled now... XD
Kairi-chan: XD Welcome to our world
Dragon-sama: *is proud*
The Real Party, The Real Party Other Side
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Date: 2011-09-28 01:21 pm (UTC)why does it stop right there?
WHYYYY?
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Date: 2011-09-28 01:36 pm (UTC)