[Droubble] - Jealousy (ShiraYuki; PG-13)
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crookedspoonFandom: Prince of Tennis
Characters: Shiraishi/Yukimura
Word Count: 200
Notes: Other ShiraYuki drabbles I've written can be found here.
When his cell phone rang, Shiraishi would have cursed, had his mouth not been occupied by Yukimura's. Unfortunately, Yukimura already had his hands on Shiraishi's ass, or not anymore, because they were faster in his jeans pocket, fishing out the offending object, than he could blink.
"Who's Mio?" Yukimura glared at the display and Shiraishi prayed he only imagined hearing it crack. His cell was brand new and the fifth he got this year, because a certain someone kept smashing all of his old ones.
"Sister." Let's get on with it, he thought as his tongue traveled down Yukimura's neck, hoping to distract him.
"Your sister's called Kanae." His voice was neutral, but his steely eyes disapproving. A dangerous sign.
Shiraishi sighed. He didn't specify whose sister. Besides, they'd had that conversation already. Multiple times. "Can we fuck already?" When Shiraishi tried to kiss him this time, Yukimura bit his tongue so hard it bled.
He once again bored his lethal gaze into Shiraishi's skull. An ice cold vibe was coming from him. Anyone with a functioning brain had better run as quickly as his legs could carry them. "Out!" He growled, his outstretched arm pointing for the door.
"Woof."
Characters: Shiraishi/Yukimura
Word Count: 200
Notes: Other ShiraYuki drabbles I've written can be found here.
When his cell phone rang, Shiraishi would have cursed, had his mouth not been occupied by Yukimura's. Unfortunately, Yukimura already had his hands on Shiraishi's ass, or not anymore, because they were faster in his jeans pocket, fishing out the offending object, than he could blink.
"Who's Mio?" Yukimura glared at the display and Shiraishi prayed he only imagined hearing it crack. His cell was brand new and the fifth he got this year, because a certain someone kept smashing all of his old ones.
"Sister." Let's get on with it, he thought as his tongue traveled down Yukimura's neck, hoping to distract him.
"Your sister's called Kanae." His voice was neutral, but his steely eyes disapproving. A dangerous sign.
Shiraishi sighed. He didn't specify whose sister. Besides, they'd had that conversation already. Multiple times. "Can we fuck already?" When Shiraishi tried to kiss him this time, Yukimura bit his tongue so hard it bled.
He once again bored his lethal gaze into Shiraishi's skull. An ice cold vibe was coming from him. Anyone with a functioning brain had better run as quickly as his legs could carry them. "Out!" He growled, his outstretched arm pointing for the door.
"Woof."
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Date: 2008-04-16 05:16 pm (UTC)Mura-hime wins \o/
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Date: 2008-04-16 05:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-17 02:18 am (UTC)sei-chan is scarier then fuji when jealous.
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Date: 2008-04-17 02:54 am (UTC)Oh, tongue-clashing activities and stuffs...hot. XD
Yukimura's jealousy towards Shiraishi's
phonecallers are WIN.WIN. AND MORE!!! XD
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Date: 2008-04-17 09:28 am (UTC)I slowly don't have more creative juices... My drabbles are getting worse x'o
Why don't you write some ShiraYuki for a change? >:D