Give me kisses

[louiselux]

It's my birthday on Wednesday, and I've left it a bit late to announce one of them birthday challenge things. But I thought I'd do something based on pearl_o's 5 kisses idea: write Louise a kiss for her birthday. If you want to.

Yay!

It doesn't even need to be a nice kiss. It could be angry, or angsty. Or dirty, or whatever. Just, you know, all kisses are good. And gratefully received. :D eta: preferred fandoms are Saiyuki, House, Wild Adapter, Samurai Champloo and Antique Bakery (for the two people on flist who are reading it) and pairings, well, I'll leave that up to you. Demented crossovers are encouraged. It can be as short or long as you like.

and some memes -

IP logging is off, anonymous posting is on. So hit me. Something you always wanted to say to me or ask me but were too afraid/polite to do so? Now is the time to do it.

You know you're reading a fic by Louise when

1. there is lots of meaningful eye contact
2. it will probably either be set in a domestic environment or on a road
3. at some point there will be a description of water, in some form
4. and descriptions of light and colours
5. and sounds, especially breathing
6. there will often be lots of silences and awkward pauses in conversation
7. if it's not sweetness and all things cute it will be sex
8. if it's neither of those things it will probably involve madness and death.
9. or angst
10. smiles are very important

Comments

[harukami]

Happy birthday!

...I need a break from paper writing. And it was this or an inexplicable Saiyuki-Antique Bakery crossover. Which I still might do because Sanzo really is Ono's type and he does have that special ability. I mean. Anyway.

***

Hakkai turned around from doing the dishes and happened to see the window. It was snowing outside, thick and violent, the wind whipping the snow in the air until it looks like a haze of white rage. It was windy, he remembered, and it had been cold, but it hadn't snowed all month and he was left with a vague uncomfortable feeling, as if the snow had somehow snuck up on them, attacked while his back was turned.

Which really was silly; it was snow, after all.

He dismissed the feeling and returned to the dishes. The air in their house was cool and the water was yet warm, a contrast that was pleasant in its mild dissonance. He smiled faintly as he finished the last plate and drained the sink.

Gojyo was late, but this was no surprise -- Gojyo was usually late. He made coffee -- it helped warm himself, at least, if not the air -- and picked up a book.

He was a good hundred new pages into it when the door banged open, sending a sharp cool breeze through, and Gojyo -- poor shirtless, coat-wearing Gojyo -- stomped in, his breath forming clouds on the air. "Hakkai! It's freezing out there. Have you even--"

"Shut the door, please."

Gojyo shot the door. "--seen it come down like this?"

"Well, yes--" Hakkai began, rising and going over. Gojyo was struggling out of his coat and looked like he could use a hand; his own were clearly frozen.

"It just came out of nowhere. You think it's supposed to start small, a few flakes here and there, but shit, I was in the bar and just looked and -- it was snowing away merrily like it had been there all along."

"It was the same way for me," Hakkai said, stripping Gojyo. Gojyo's skin was icy to the touch, lightly textured with goosebumps. His palm brushed a nipple as he slid Gojyo's coat off.

"--Thanks. You too, huh? I thought I might have missed the beginning or something, but--"

"If you did, we both did," Hakkai said, and then made a noise in the back of his throat as Gojyo tugged him in. "...Ah, Gojyo, what are you."

"Shut up, you're warm. Be a friend and let me have this," Gojyo said, shivering as he pressed himself against Hakkai.

Hakkai stayed still and let the chill seep into him as Gojyo slowly relaxed. "Ah," he said, twisting to look at Gojyo's face. "There's --" There was snow clinging tenaciously to the stubble on Gojyo's upper lip. He raised a hand to brush it off, slid the hand farther back, into his hair, shaking it until the cold droplets spattered to the floor--

And he wasn't even sure who started the kiss, just suddenly aware of lips on his and a tongue in his mouth and himself kissing back, catching his breath in sharp hitches between the meetings of their lips --

When it broke, Gojyo stared at him with a look almost like resignation, and Hakkai smiled.

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His palm brushed a nipple as he slid Gojyo's coat off.

Detail of much guh.

That's absolutely gorgeous - thank you so much! I love the way Gojyo asks to get warm, and then his look of almost resignation. Yeah - you knew it had to happen sooner or later, Gojyo. Hee. Marvellous.

[harukami]

Ahhh, thank you! I'm really glad you like it. ♥ Poor Gojyo. These things just happen to you,b ut I don't feel sorry at all.

Hope tomorrow goes well for you!

[psycho-shoelace.livejournal.com]

jhgjhkg. I loved this.