Trick or treat

[louiselux]

It's like trick or treat, only not really. Leave a comment and I will post something for you, ie, fic snippet, a song, a picture, a poem or something else random that I think of.


note: tricks and treats will vary according entirely to my whim

ps - comments will be answered when I get home a little later

Comments

[devikun.livejournal.com]

heh heh... ~_^

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Wheeee! They are so incredibly pretty. Even with no treats... *g*

[devikun.livejournal.com]

I like to think the TRICK is a treat! ~_^

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

This is part of a fic I'm writing (well, not writing,) where Hakkai without his limiters is an angst free, sensual creature - it was inspired by the picture of naked youkai Hakkai, with his 'come and play with me expression'.


They get home, somehow. Hakkai clings to him as they walk, so close that they keep stumbling. His hot skin is pressed tight against Gojyo’s, his arms twining around his waist like the vines on Hakkai’s chest and shoulders. The damp stain on the front of his pants doesn’t seem to bother him at all. Gojyo can’t remember getting here very clearly, only that Hakkai lost his shirt somewhere, and Gojyo never managed to get his pants buttoned up again fully. Hakkai’s hand is in there now, stroking as they stumble across the doorstep. Hakkai isn’t wearing any shoes, he realises, and he’s hard again. The top button of his jeans is gaping open and Gojyo can see the head of his cock.

Gojyo’s chest feels tight. Hakkai has never been like this before—so hungry for it—and Gojyo isn’t sure he’s prepared for it, even though he’s thought about this. A lot. Maybe too much. He can see Hakkai’s limiters scattered on the kitchen table.

“Hey,” he says, softly, pushing Hakkai back against the front door. He holds him there, both hands on his shoulders. It’s not easy, because Hakkai pushes forward, reaching for him. He pulls Gojyo closer until their hips are pressed tight together. He can feel how hard Hakkai is, because Hakkai is rubbing up against his thigh. “Hakkai. Wait. Wait a minute.”

“Gojyo,” he says. “You want me here? Against the door?”

It’s more sigh than anything else. Lustful, aching, as if he’s desperate for it again, already. Is this what Hakkai is really like? He falls still, his eyes fixed on Gojyo’s face. He arches his back against the door as Gojyo holds him there, letting his head tip back with a soft thud. Gojyo can’t help but stroke his fingers over the taut muscles of his shoulders and neck. He watches the sweep of his lashes as his eyes close.

Gojyo has to kiss him then, and it’s violent and hard, with Hakkai clawing at his back and biting his mouth. He can taste blood as their lips part and Hakkai draws back, panting.

[devikun.livejournal.com]

Fuckin' purrrrr... Thanks! But what do you mean "not writing"!?!

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Yay!

I knowwww, I must be mad - youkai Hakkai as sex kitten! I need to write it so much. Guh.