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tallulahgs) wrote2006-12-27 08:35 pm
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Happy belated Boxing Day, people! Our family went to the movie Night At The Museum, twas pretty good. A little schmaltzy, but pretty good, and I loved the central conceit. I want to go to the Natural History Museum and creep myself out now ^^
However, today was a better day even than that, because Nik and I went up to London to see Little Shop Of Horrors! I didn't say anything about this because I was so paranoid about something going wrong, and we did get stuck in traffic twice, the first time for three-quarters of an hour, but we made it on time and it was really fun. All the cast (and actually, all the theatre staff) seemed to be enjoying themselves loads, they were all really good (Audrey was adorable! She wasn't as ditzy or weird as movie!Audrey, kind of sassier, but still vulnerable. Somewhere That's Green made me tear up a little ^^) The only things we didn't like were that Audrey II's voice wasn't as cool as movie!plant's voice could have been, and we didn't get Mean Green Mother From Outer Space :(
But overall it was great.
Anyway! Moving on to the second day of Christmas, I bring you two smuttydrabbles ficlets. *cough*
[Title] Studying
[Rating] R, I guess. I suck at deciding ratings
[Fandom] Battle Royale, manga canon
[Notes/Summary] Yuka has a study date with Satomi, but she's never studied when she could be having fun instead. Definitely not a drabble.
Only Satomi Noda would think that a study date actually means studying. Yuka sighs and glances at her girlfriend again out of the corner of her eye. Satomi's actually finished her work, she's just checking it - Yuka can tell because she's got that little frown on and she's absently chewing the end of her pen. She only does stuff absently when something's annoying her.
"You done now?"
Satomi looks up, and guiltily moves the pen away from her mouth. "Uh-huh. But you're not, surely?"
"I've done enough."
"Yuka..." Satomi says it awkwardly. "You know you said we should -"
"Me? I didn't say anything." Yuka lets herself fall back, head in Satomi's lap, on top of her books.
"You did! When we arranged this, you promised! Don't make me be the mother again."
"I've almost finished. C'mon, Satomi, I'll do the rest later..." Yuka tries to make her grin even more beseeching. "How about it, huh? Or... tell you what, one kiss for every completed question. Deal?"
Satomi looks thoughtful. "Okay. But only the questions you've done."
"Aw, Satomi! I've only done two -"
"And that's blatantly not 'enough' -"
"C'mon, I bet you've done all of them."
"Yes... but this is your idea, so only your questions count."
"Fine." Yuka sticks out her tongue. "Two kisses, then I'll do the other two questions. Okay?"
"All right." Satomi has a lofty expression on her face, but as their eyes meet, she grins.
Knew she'd give in. Yuka shifts until she's kneeling facing Satomi. "Okay, so..."
Kissing Satomi still makes her slightly nervous. Good-nervous - like horror-movie or rollercoaster fear - but nervous all the same.
Actually, it's not all good. Some of it is stuff like what if she thinks I'm really stupid underneath, what if she thinks this is weird - Satomi keeps herself to herself. Even the kissing - oh, sure, she likes it, but it always has to be a game or a deal, like it is now - she never -
Give it a rest, Yuka tells her brain. Their mouths are almost touching already. Satomi swallows - Yuka sees the movement in her slim throat - and opens her mouth to say something else, and that something else is bound to be something to do with maths, so Yuka leans forward and takes the first kiss.
And of course it's okay, like it always is. No, better'n okay. Like it always is! Satomi's mouth is warm and gentle and as they kiss she seems to relax, uncurl, her head falling back so that her hair brushes Yuka's fingers, and she gives this little gasp - absently, yeah - and her breath tickles Yuka's nose.
They're lying down now, Satomi's books digging into Yuka's stomach. Like a chastity belt. Yuka snorts at the idea, and that ends up breaking the kiss. Damn.
"That was one," Satomi says sweetly.
"Aw, c'mon, I'll do the maths later -"
"A deal's a deal," Satomi says.
Why is it always a deal? It's always numbers and scores and grades with her - me, it's all about the moment, right? And having a laugh and going with it - And she's always sucked at maths... hasn't Satomi ever just gone with it, ever just thought this is too nice to stop? Sometimes it feels like she must do, but she always makes them stop anyway.
Still got one kiss left.
"If you want the next one, that is," Satomi says, and lifts her head, the faint sunlight from the window glinting in her spectacle lenses and on her lips.
"Okay, okay." Yuka swallows, and - stopping to shove the maths books onto the floor - reaches out and puts a hand on Satomi's leg, just above the knee.
"Yuka, what are you -"
"Uh - you - you didn't -" This is the hardest wisecrack she's ever made. "You didn't say where I could kiss you -"
"Yuka!" Satomi blushes. "You're not - you're not - I mean..." She frowns. "How would you know what to do?"
"I was just gonna sort of, you know, poke around and see what happened." Yuka can feel her own face turning red too. Geez, she never blushes no matter how dirty the topic of conversation is, why now -
"Oh."
"I mean, I'm not insisting or nothing. I can - I mean, if you don't wanna, I mean - I just thought -" Why can't she stop talking suddenly?
"I didn't say I didn't..." Satomi is bright red now. She's still clutching her pen, and now she starts drumming it against the other hand, quickly, like a heartbeat. "I just... Yuka, this is really embarrassing."
"Yeah. It... kind of is."
They glance at each other for a moment, then look away.
"You can... do it if you want," Satomi says.
"I can?"
"Sure." Satomi's voice grows quiet. "If you want. I mean, I think it might be... be interesting."
"Yeah. I mean, it might have useful scientific value."
"Definitely! And... it's important to experiment..." They're both giggling now, but the laughter doesn't last long.
Suddenly Satomi clutches a handful of her skirt and wrenches it up.
"Quickly," she says, "before I chicken out."
"Hey, you don't have to do anything..." Satomi's panties are pale blue - above them are the bones of her hips, gentle bulges in her warm skin; and her stomach. Somehow even seeing that is... special. Just normal parts of her, but... parts most people don't see, and she's letting me look...
"It's still scary," Satomi says simply, and, sitting up a little, pulls off her panties, inching them carefully over her bare feet. "It's... everyone would laugh if -"
"Then we'll laugh back," Yuka says. "Sides, we're not gonna tell them."
Oh geez, it is like rollercoaster fear.
She kneels down, puts a hand on Satomi's thigh. Satomi gasps and shivers. "Your hands are cold!"
"Oh, bitch bitch bitch..."
"I only showered this morning," Satomi says. "You don't... I mean... I mean -"
"It's all right."
Yuka swallows. No time for a dry mouth! She really, really wants to do this, for a hell of a lot of reasons, and yet... what if she screws it up? What if it doesn't do a thing? Or worse, what if she accidentally bites her or something?
She's scared too.
Slowly, she leans forward and - she means to just kiss there, actually kiss, to start with, but as her lips touch the hot skin she finds them parting, and lets her tongue brush it. She feels Satomi tremble, hears her murmur, "Oh God, that is weird -" Weird, huh? Well, it's better than ew, get away from there! Besides, I'm Yuka Nakagawa, nothing freaks me out, right? A million crude jokes. You lick. Okay, fine. She does so. Maybe imagine like you're a cat drinking milk? So hot, and the taste is like... should be gross, but isn't, it's real, it's familiar and yet not and above her Satomi is shaking, out of the corner of her eye Yuka can just see one of the girl's hands clutching the blanket and so sensitive, the more she touches the more Satomi is moving, her voice shaking, like she's breaking up, and...
The first time I ever saw her really lose it...
Then there's silence. Yuka raises her head. Satomi is blushing again, and has turned away, is again gnawing at the end of the pen, which she's somehow managed to keep hold of throughout.
But then she turns to look at Yuka, and she smiles.
So she doesn't just do things absently when she's annoyed.
[Title] A Bit Of Fun
[Fandom] Akira (movie)
[Rating] Erm. PG-13?
[Notes/Summary] Kai and Kaori are so made for each other, they even have the same issues.
Kai doesn't even remember how it started. Sure wasn't like how most, uh, 'romantic assignations' start up. He and Kaori are waiting for the others in the Harukiya, and he's pissed off about something, and he starts complaining about it to her (maybe he's already had a bit to drink) and she listens and she's sitting close to him and she smells nice and he's been thinking for weeks he has to do something with someone otherwise the next thing he knows he'll be a forty-year-old virgin, so he puts a hand on her leg and... he expects her to slap him away, she seems pretty innocent and young and stuff, but she doesn't, she...
God. She just goes still, and that's when he first suspects. He probably should have stopped it, that's what a nice guy would do, and he makes a career out of being the Capsules' resident nice guy, right? But right now he's not nice, he's scared, desperate to prove it, desperate to stop the others laughing even though Kaori's hardly Miss World, so he kisses her and...
They spend the evening sitting together and then when everyone else has wandered off home drunk and happy, Kai brings her back to his room, like being a kid, come round to my house to play, and for a moment they just stare at each other and he realises neither of them know what to say, how to start, how to choose this; they could stay just staring all night and he's angry that he kind of wants that. But she doesn't seem to. She steps forward and she takes hold of his hands (he can feel her shaking) and he isn't sure if it's him reaching up or her placing them there but the next moment he's touching her breasts - soft, the nipples like seeds or something against his hands - and she sort of smiles at him, embarrassed, as if she doesn't know how to make conversation when a guy is touching her breasts, which she probably doesn't. And he knows he should say something like is this okay? but then what if she says no? He'll have to stop and go to bed and he'll keep trying to work out what it would've been like and then his imagination will take over and he'll end up staring at the ceiling all night arguing with himself about why he shouldn't be scared and why it would've been different with her and blah blah blah, and he hates insomnia, so he keeps his mouth shut and slowly he reaches up under her shirt. Her skin is cold - s'like dipping your arm into icy water, though maybe that's just him being a wimp as usual...
And then she says, "Is this all right?"
In the dark but she sounds concerned. Has she figured it out about him? He doesn't need anyone figuring it out - so he just nods, and he feels her relax against him, his hands caught between their bodies, warm fingers, warm mouth - he reaches down into her shorts, and that's warm too. And hey, this isn't so bad after all. Dunno what I was whining about....
They don't move. His bed is for sleeping in, he doesn't need any other associations for it, thank you very much. They don't even lie down until they have to. He wishes she'd grab him, clutch his shoulders, but then when she does he's frightened because her hands are still shaking so much she can't hold onto him until the third attempt. He's not scared any more. Maybe because this is new, he's grown-up now, like the other guys, doing it to a girl, fucking her harder and all that; whereas for her it wouldn't be like that...
This time he says something, mumbles "You okay?" or something and she nods and says, "Yes, this is what I wanted," or something, and... and...
The motion of it, rocking back and forth, his knees sore from the floor, that's not fucking different at all, how can it be what she wanted? It's supposed to be different, we're grown-up now, it's all supposed to be different once you grow up, you get cool and no one pushes you around...
Maybe girls don't believe that. Maybe Kaori figures it's not like guys are gonna lose interest once she grows tits. Well, yay for her, but he feels so much like a kid again he thinks he'll throw up with it...
But then he comes and then, as his eyes adjust to the dark again he makes out shapes; the desk, the blind glowing with night, Kaori beneath him, beneath him, staring at the ceiling. No, she doesn't believe it...
He's not crying or anything, he just feels incredibly pissed off and as he pulls out of her and flops onto his back, he mutters at her, "Why the hell didn't you go do this with Tetsuo?" Kaori and Tetsuo are bestest best friends, I could've found another girl, I thought this'd make it easier but...
She shrugs.
"Tetsuo would think it was... just sex," she says at last, her voice going very quiet on the last word; and she turns away. Probably blushing. "You know."
"Yeah. I guess so."
However, today was a better day even than that, because Nik and I went up to London to see Little Shop Of Horrors! I didn't say anything about this because I was so paranoid about something going wrong, and we did get stuck in traffic twice, the first time for three-quarters of an hour, but we made it on time and it was really fun. All the cast (and actually, all the theatre staff) seemed to be enjoying themselves loads, they were all really good (Audrey was adorable! She wasn't as ditzy or weird as movie!Audrey, kind of sassier, but still vulnerable. Somewhere That's Green made me tear up a little ^^) The only things we didn't like were that Audrey II's voice wasn't as cool as movie!plant's voice could have been, and we didn't get Mean Green Mother From Outer Space :(
But overall it was great.
Anyway! Moving on to the second day of Christmas, I bring you two smutty
[Title] Studying
[Rating] R, I guess. I suck at deciding ratings
[Fandom] Battle Royale, manga canon
[Notes/Summary] Yuka has a study date with Satomi, but she's never studied when she could be having fun instead. Definitely not a drabble.
Only Satomi Noda would think that a study date actually means studying. Yuka sighs and glances at her girlfriend again out of the corner of her eye. Satomi's actually finished her work, she's just checking it - Yuka can tell because she's got that little frown on and she's absently chewing the end of her pen. She only does stuff absently when something's annoying her.
"You done now?"
Satomi looks up, and guiltily moves the pen away from her mouth. "Uh-huh. But you're not, surely?"
"I've done enough."
"Yuka..." Satomi says it awkwardly. "You know you said we should -"
"Me? I didn't say anything." Yuka lets herself fall back, head in Satomi's lap, on top of her books.
"You did! When we arranged this, you promised! Don't make me be the mother again."
"I've almost finished. C'mon, Satomi, I'll do the rest later..." Yuka tries to make her grin even more beseeching. "How about it, huh? Or... tell you what, one kiss for every completed question. Deal?"
Satomi looks thoughtful. "Okay. But only the questions you've done."
"Aw, Satomi! I've only done two -"
"And that's blatantly not 'enough' -"
"C'mon, I bet you've done all of them."
"Yes... but this is your idea, so only your questions count."
"Fine." Yuka sticks out her tongue. "Two kisses, then I'll do the other two questions. Okay?"
"All right." Satomi has a lofty expression on her face, but as their eyes meet, she grins.
Knew she'd give in. Yuka shifts until she's kneeling facing Satomi. "Okay, so..."
Kissing Satomi still makes her slightly nervous. Good-nervous - like horror-movie or rollercoaster fear - but nervous all the same.
Actually, it's not all good. Some of it is stuff like what if she thinks I'm really stupid underneath, what if she thinks this is weird - Satomi keeps herself to herself. Even the kissing - oh, sure, she likes it, but it always has to be a game or a deal, like it is now - she never -
Give it a rest, Yuka tells her brain. Their mouths are almost touching already. Satomi swallows - Yuka sees the movement in her slim throat - and opens her mouth to say something else, and that something else is bound to be something to do with maths, so Yuka leans forward and takes the first kiss.
And of course it's okay, like it always is. No, better'n okay. Like it always is! Satomi's mouth is warm and gentle and as they kiss she seems to relax, uncurl, her head falling back so that her hair brushes Yuka's fingers, and she gives this little gasp - absently, yeah - and her breath tickles Yuka's nose.
They're lying down now, Satomi's books digging into Yuka's stomach. Like a chastity belt. Yuka snorts at the idea, and that ends up breaking the kiss. Damn.
"That was one," Satomi says sweetly.
"Aw, c'mon, I'll do the maths later -"
"A deal's a deal," Satomi says.
Why is it always a deal? It's always numbers and scores and grades with her - me, it's all about the moment, right? And having a laugh and going with it - And she's always sucked at maths... hasn't Satomi ever just gone with it, ever just thought this is too nice to stop? Sometimes it feels like she must do, but she always makes them stop anyway.
Still got one kiss left.
"If you want the next one, that is," Satomi says, and lifts her head, the faint sunlight from the window glinting in her spectacle lenses and on her lips.
"Okay, okay." Yuka swallows, and - stopping to shove the maths books onto the floor - reaches out and puts a hand on Satomi's leg, just above the knee.
"Yuka, what are you -"
"Uh - you - you didn't -" This is the hardest wisecrack she's ever made. "You didn't say where I could kiss you -"
"Yuka!" Satomi blushes. "You're not - you're not - I mean..." She frowns. "How would you know what to do?"
"I was just gonna sort of, you know, poke around and see what happened." Yuka can feel her own face turning red too. Geez, she never blushes no matter how dirty the topic of conversation is, why now -
"Oh."
"I mean, I'm not insisting or nothing. I can - I mean, if you don't wanna, I mean - I just thought -" Why can't she stop talking suddenly?
"I didn't say I didn't..." Satomi is bright red now. She's still clutching her pen, and now she starts drumming it against the other hand, quickly, like a heartbeat. "I just... Yuka, this is really embarrassing."
"Yeah. It... kind of is."
They glance at each other for a moment, then look away.
"You can... do it if you want," Satomi says.
"I can?"
"Sure." Satomi's voice grows quiet. "If you want. I mean, I think it might be... be interesting."
"Yeah. I mean, it might have useful scientific value."
"Definitely! And... it's important to experiment..." They're both giggling now, but the laughter doesn't last long.
Suddenly Satomi clutches a handful of her skirt and wrenches it up.
"Quickly," she says, "before I chicken out."
"Hey, you don't have to do anything..." Satomi's panties are pale blue - above them are the bones of her hips, gentle bulges in her warm skin; and her stomach. Somehow even seeing that is... special. Just normal parts of her, but... parts most people don't see, and she's letting me look...
"It's still scary," Satomi says simply, and, sitting up a little, pulls off her panties, inching them carefully over her bare feet. "It's... everyone would laugh if -"
"Then we'll laugh back," Yuka says. "Sides, we're not gonna tell them."
Oh geez, it is like rollercoaster fear.
She kneels down, puts a hand on Satomi's thigh. Satomi gasps and shivers. "Your hands are cold!"
"Oh, bitch bitch bitch..."
"I only showered this morning," Satomi says. "You don't... I mean... I mean -"
"It's all right."
Yuka swallows. No time for a dry mouth! She really, really wants to do this, for a hell of a lot of reasons, and yet... what if she screws it up? What if it doesn't do a thing? Or worse, what if she accidentally bites her or something?
She's scared too.
Slowly, she leans forward and - she means to just kiss there, actually kiss, to start with, but as her lips touch the hot skin she finds them parting, and lets her tongue brush it. She feels Satomi tremble, hears her murmur, "Oh God, that is weird -" Weird, huh? Well, it's better than ew, get away from there! Besides, I'm Yuka Nakagawa, nothing freaks me out, right? A million crude jokes. You lick. Okay, fine. She does so. Maybe imagine like you're a cat drinking milk? So hot, and the taste is like... should be gross, but isn't, it's real, it's familiar and yet not and above her Satomi is shaking, out of the corner of her eye Yuka can just see one of the girl's hands clutching the blanket and so sensitive, the more she touches the more Satomi is moving, her voice shaking, like she's breaking up, and...
The first time I ever saw her really lose it...
Then there's silence. Yuka raises her head. Satomi is blushing again, and has turned away, is again gnawing at the end of the pen, which she's somehow managed to keep hold of throughout.
But then she turns to look at Yuka, and she smiles.
So she doesn't just do things absently when she's annoyed.
[Title] A Bit Of Fun
[Fandom] Akira (movie)
[Rating] Erm. PG-13?
[Notes/Summary] Kai and Kaori are so made for each other, they even have the same issues.
Kai doesn't even remember how it started. Sure wasn't like how most, uh, 'romantic assignations' start up. He and Kaori are waiting for the others in the Harukiya, and he's pissed off about something, and he starts complaining about it to her (maybe he's already had a bit to drink) and she listens and she's sitting close to him and she smells nice and he's been thinking for weeks he has to do something with someone otherwise the next thing he knows he'll be a forty-year-old virgin, so he puts a hand on her leg and... he expects her to slap him away, she seems pretty innocent and young and stuff, but she doesn't, she...
God. She just goes still, and that's when he first suspects. He probably should have stopped it, that's what a nice guy would do, and he makes a career out of being the Capsules' resident nice guy, right? But right now he's not nice, he's scared, desperate to prove it, desperate to stop the others laughing even though Kaori's hardly Miss World, so he kisses her and...
They spend the evening sitting together and then when everyone else has wandered off home drunk and happy, Kai brings her back to his room, like being a kid, come round to my house to play, and for a moment they just stare at each other and he realises neither of them know what to say, how to start, how to choose this; they could stay just staring all night and he's angry that he kind of wants that. But she doesn't seem to. She steps forward and she takes hold of his hands (he can feel her shaking) and he isn't sure if it's him reaching up or her placing them there but the next moment he's touching her breasts - soft, the nipples like seeds or something against his hands - and she sort of smiles at him, embarrassed, as if she doesn't know how to make conversation when a guy is touching her breasts, which she probably doesn't. And he knows he should say something like is this okay? but then what if she says no? He'll have to stop and go to bed and he'll keep trying to work out what it would've been like and then his imagination will take over and he'll end up staring at the ceiling all night arguing with himself about why he shouldn't be scared and why it would've been different with her and blah blah blah, and he hates insomnia, so he keeps his mouth shut and slowly he reaches up under her shirt. Her skin is cold - s'like dipping your arm into icy water, though maybe that's just him being a wimp as usual...
And then she says, "Is this all right?"
In the dark but she sounds concerned. Has she figured it out about him? He doesn't need anyone figuring it out - so he just nods, and he feels her relax against him, his hands caught between their bodies, warm fingers, warm mouth - he reaches down into her shorts, and that's warm too. And hey, this isn't so bad after all. Dunno what I was whining about....
They don't move. His bed is for sleeping in, he doesn't need any other associations for it, thank you very much. They don't even lie down until they have to. He wishes she'd grab him, clutch his shoulders, but then when she does he's frightened because her hands are still shaking so much she can't hold onto him until the third attempt. He's not scared any more. Maybe because this is new, he's grown-up now, like the other guys, doing it to a girl, fucking her harder and all that; whereas for her it wouldn't be like that...
This time he says something, mumbles "You okay?" or something and she nods and says, "Yes, this is what I wanted," or something, and... and...
The motion of it, rocking back and forth, his knees sore from the floor, that's not fucking different at all, how can it be what she wanted? It's supposed to be different, we're grown-up now, it's all supposed to be different once you grow up, you get cool and no one pushes you around...
Maybe girls don't believe that. Maybe Kaori figures it's not like guys are gonna lose interest once she grows tits. Well, yay for her, but he feels so much like a kid again he thinks he'll throw up with it...
But then he comes and then, as his eyes adjust to the dark again he makes out shapes; the desk, the blind glowing with night, Kaori beneath him, beneath him, staring at the ceiling. No, she doesn't believe it...
He's not crying or anything, he just feels incredibly pissed off and as he pulls out of her and flops onto his back, he mutters at her, "Why the hell didn't you go do this with Tetsuo?" Kaori and Tetsuo are bestest best friends, I could've found another girl, I thought this'd make it easier but...
She shrugs.
"Tetsuo would think it was... just sex," she says at last, her voice going very quiet on the last word; and she turns away. Probably blushing. "You know."
"Yeah. I guess so."