where oowada loses all ability to can.

[shineoncrazydiamond]

[oowada isn't sure what he was expecting exactly.

bro's not home, shouldn't be home for the next few hours. they had come in together, had something to eat, ishimaru had been talking about some... thing with equations or formulas or some kind of science shit he was currently studying and whatever, he passed his test, so oowada just blanked out on the rest. he does that a lot whenever ishimaru talks about school or cram and especially when he starts in on the mondo don't you want to better society and become an upstanding citizen who separates their trash on time and what the fuck, kiyotaka but whatever.

he's used to it. in fact, he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it sometimes. he's got his own man's path to follow and if ishimaru has stricter rules, that's his business. oowada has enough to deal with his gang and keeping his bike fixed up.

normally they'd go for a ride together, it had become a thing to do when they were alone and oowada wanted to share the wind whipping through their hair and the world zooming by them.

today though. they're in his room. they're sitting on his bed.

and then ishimaru pulls the book out of his bag and oowada is left sitting shirtless and cold.]

...the hell are you doing?

Comments

[disciplinarymeasures]

[It's Ishimaru who comes first, spattering his own abdomen, with a scream he is fairly certain the neighbors can hear. He clutches at the sheets so hard his knuckles turn white, his mind goes completely blank for just an instant, his back arches - he doesn't know how he ever thought he could live without this, without Mondo, and -

And then his orgasm peters out, but Ishimaru continues to meet Oowada's thrusts, determined to do so until his boyfriend comes too.]

[shineoncrazydiamond]

[luckily the neighbors are used to loud noises coming from the oowada household, although the cause before was always two brothers on the warpath when something went wrong. biker gangs, love 'em or leave 'em.

it doesn't take much longer after for oowada to reach his orgasm, vision blinding white while his hips move relentlessly until he drops on top of the boy below him with a groan. he murmurs kiyotaka, like a secret prayer and presses a kiss to his neck. he can feel the sticky slide of come between their bellies but he isn't in any hurry to move and clean up.

with a blissful slur:]

T'ld you I'd make you f'l good.

[disciplinarymeasures]

[Ishimaru is feeling merciful, so he gives it about thirty seconds before he opens his mouth to say something, squeezing words out in between ragged breaths.]

You...you bit me, you...

[He can't bring himself to say "bastard," no matter how much he wants to. Not because he doesn't think Oowada is a bastard, but because of his aversion to profanity.]

...You jerk.

[YOU THOUGHT HE'D LET THAT GO, DIDN'T YOU OOWADA]

[shineoncrazydiamond]

[you're right. he is a jerk.

because he starts laughing.]

[disciplinarymeasures]

What are you laughing about? That hurt!

[shineoncrazydiamond]

It was just a nip! Took you long 'nough to bring it up, couldn't be that bad.

[stretching out beside you now mmmmmm.]

[disciplinarymeasures]

It's definitely going to leave a bruise!

...While we're on the subject of your behavior, was all that profanity really necessary? I've always given you extensive leeway on your language, but I don't think it extends that far!

[no ishimaru please

stop]

[shineoncrazydiamond]

[ARE YOU REALLY LECTURING HIM NOW.

THEY JUST STOPPED HAVING SEX TEN SECONDS AGO.]

You liar, you liked it!

I HEARD YOU, YOU EGGED ME ON IN THE FIRST PLACE.

[disciplinarymeasures]

[LOOK AT YOUR LIFE, OOWADA

LOOK AT YOUR CHOICES]

Whether I liked it or not isn't what's important here, what's important is that even if I did like it you took it too far!

[so yeah basically

he liked it]

[shineoncrazydiamond]

[aggravated groan.]

Be happy I didn't do you against the wall.

[disciplinarymeasures]

[Ishimaru actually pauses to consider this...

no what are you doing stop don't encourage him]

[shineoncrazydiamond]

[gyhahahaha, he sees you considering it ishimaru.

excellent.]

Was gonna be over there.

[and he just points at the wall he planned to pin him too.]

[disciplinarymeasures]

[oh no why did you saY THAT...]

Then you had a plan after all! I underestimated you!

[He sounds stupidly proud of Oowada.]

[shineoncrazydiamond]

Why you gotta say it like I'm brainless?

[disciplinarymeasures]

That's not what I meant! It's just very unlike you to...plan things out...ever.

[it still sounds like you're calling him dumb

just shut up ishimaru]

[shineoncrazydiamond]

Shut up, Kiyotaka.

[going to nudge your face with that ridiculous hair of his.]

[disciplinarymeasures]

[Ishimaru laughs and reaches for one of Oowada's hands.]

Mondo, I...well, you know.

[He can't quite say "I love you" because what are feelings and how do you talk about them]

[shineoncrazydiamond]

[he glances at the hand holding his before his expression softens.

oddly gentle:]

Be quiet before I headbutt you.

[and he presses a soft kiss to the bite mark on his shoulder.

he knows.]

[disciplinarymeasures]

[It occurs to Ishimaru that he doesn't actually know what time Daiya is due home, but he doesn't think it's important enough to warrant asking about. Right now all he wants to do is stay like this, because as soon as he stands up to get dressed he's going to have to put his uniform back on and be the perfect student again. The kind of student who heads straight home and studies until bedtime.

There's nothing wrong with that, of course; he's not dissatisfied with his life. In fact, he can only think of one complaint, and it's that there isn't ever any time for moments like this.

He sighs and closes his eyes. For now, he'll just stay here, warm and content, because he doesn't know how long it will be until he finds the time for it again.]

[shineoncrazydiamond]

[oowada knows when daiya is coming home but he's not saying anything until he has to. he'd much rather lay here like this, sweaty and naked and gross, pressed along the sweet lines of ishimaru's body. lines and bare hints of curves he's become familiar with, a sort of body he didn't think he ever would but then he met ishimaru and his definition of a man grew, expanded. to allow him these quiet moments, letting him drink in the sight of pink, marked skin.

the marks are mostly for fun, to see how loud he can make ishimaru, to see if he'll punch him (again), and for that small insecure part of himself, a reminder of oowada. he doesn't get to see ishimaru as much as he would like, not when they're so busy and their time together seem like stolen moments more than anything else. it's worth it though, no matter if they spend the time arguing, on his bike, or out grabbing a bite. if anything, that small insecure part grows everyday when he thinks about the future, about after graduation. he's young but, the gang won't be forever - daiya and him discuss this too much nowadays.

he knows though, even if he's not very smart and he'll have to work everyday wearing his hands and feet to the bone, he'd like ishimaru to be forever. if ishimaru, the honor student who isn't afraid to fight him on bullshit, will want someone like him for that long.

he curls a little closer, holding the other boy tighter.]

[disciplinarymeasures]

[Ishimaru presses tight up against Oowada, and...

bites him on the shoulder.]

[shineoncrazydiamond]

[A TOTALLY MANLY SQUAWK.

GUESS WHAT.

HE'S BITING YOU BACK BITCH.]

[disciplinarymeasures]

[As soon as he's done wincing in pain, Ishimaru laughs. He knows if he bites Oowada again he is going to start a war, and the marks it would leave would be very difficult to explain, so he leaves it at that.

Ishimaru has never bitten anyone, let alone Oowada, because he's never, ever had a reason to. And until just a few moments ago, until he got this idea, as far as he was concerned there wasn't ever a good reason to bite someone.

He thinks this is an exception, though.]

Alright then! We'll both probably wind up with bruises, so once they're gone we should plan to meet up and bruise each other again.

[It's hardly a definite schedule, but it's more of than he's ever had so far. He doesn't know if his own personal schedule will always allow for this one, but he'll make time whenever he can.]

[shineoncrazydiamond]

[you're so weird but he laughs anyway.]

You suck at asking me out.

[disciplinarymeasures]

[oh that was low YOU KNOW HE HAS ISSUES BEING SOCIAL OOWADA]

A-At least I've never managed to scare you off!