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Post by aibacchi on Sept 30, 2006 0:17:33 GMT -5
((Ahahaha Either way, by the time they were 20 Tezuka would technically a pedophile due to Fuji's age xDDDDDDDDDDDD))
Fuji was about to open is mouth to respond, but was too slow. Fuji smiled into the kiss happily and closed his eyes.
"Mmm..."
That was the only noise that escaped Fuji's lips. Though Fuji wasn't complaining that he was being interrupted. This was the best wet kiss he's had in ages. Oh wait, this was probably his first one anyways.
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Post by whitelilacs on Sept 30, 2006 1:50:55 GMT -5
The sound from Fuji's lips sent a wave of desire through his body. Something about Fuji in that moment...like he was giving off the right pheromones that sent Tezuka's signals haywire. Breaking away from the kiss, Tezuka knew that his face was blushing intensely, both from kissing Fuji and knowing that Oishi and Eiji were standing there probably watching. Trying to catch his breath, his voice sounded full of lust while speaking Fuji's name, "Syuusuke....." His eyes looked down at Fuji still pinned under him, or was it the other way around, Fuji pinning Tezuka's hands down? Regardless of position, he was tempted to steal yet another kiss from Fuji. Perhaps it had been too long, since that last time....
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Post by aibacchi on Sept 30, 2006 2:14:13 GMT -5
Fuji's whole body was hot, and it probably wasn't because he was sick. He never knew how much Tezuka effected him. Fuji was proud to know, Tezuka was his weakness. Fuji panted for breath, Tezuka just had that type of inner ability to steal his breath away. Fuji was probably redder than Tezuka by a longshot. He had also completely forgotten aobut Eiji and Oishi, oh and anyone else who's there watching.
"Kunimitsu," Fuji said in a very lustful manner. Fuji loved the closeness, he wasn't even sure who was on top at the moment. Oh probably not him, he wasn't sure his limbs were working at the moment. He felt like he was melting in Tezuka's sweet embrace.
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Post by whitelilacs on Sept 30, 2006 3:11:56 GMT -5
Before Fuji could finish speaking, Tezuka took Fuji's lips in a deep sensual embrace. Which side needed more and hungered for more of the other's touch, was a battle reduced to the entanglement of tongues within their mouths. Tezuka's fingers laced themselves within Fuji's, while the other hand, rested on his back falling lower and lower until his hand slid under Fuji's shirt. His mind was so unusually sedated by this rush of adrenaline, his sight was clouded and for a brief moment, all reason was lost. Fuji was a drug he was addicted to...permanently.
(A/N: Fufufu....yup corrupted mind XD hehehe....xD)
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Post by aibacchi on Sept 30, 2006 3:23:26 GMT -5
Tezuka was a REALLY good kisser. Fuji's breath hitched a not and he made a small gasping noise when he felt Tezuka's cold hand against his skin. Tezuka was like air, he couldn't live without him. Tezuka was also like a disease, stealing away all his energy. Fuji was already being dominated by Tezuka's tongue already. Everything around him seemed to disappear. The only thing that existed was them. He wanted this to last forever. Fuji untangled their fingers to wrap his arms around Tezuka's neck.
(<3 Corruptedness xD)
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Post by whitelilacs on Oct 1, 2006 2:33:58 GMT -5
Tezuka pulled back to look at Fuji for a moment. Apart from the pair of eyes he felt watching them from somewhere, Eiji and Oishi were out of sight... Short, sensual kisses were exchanged as he brushed a few strands of Fuji's hair out of his face. Reluctant to leave it at that, he traced the line down Fuji's back, placing his lips on his neck marking what was his and only his.
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Oshitari watched Atobe stand in position, giving out his usual commands. Behind him, in the forests, something disturbed the surroundings, a strong wind blew towards the ocean. "What now? Surely you don't plan on telling them what to do all day, ahn?" All too tired of standing, Oshitari sat down on the beach, looking at his surroundings and other possible food locations.
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Post by aibacchi on Oct 1, 2006 2:43:38 GMT -5
Fuji smiled before making a small gasping noise as Tezuka attacked his neck. He never knew Tezuka could be like this. He enjoyed this side of Tezuka though, so no complains were necessary. He felt his breaths becoming shorter and more frequent. How could one person effect him so much?
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Post by whitelilacs on Oct 1, 2006 3:09:05 GMT -5
(A/N: woo....getting supertired...I hope what I'm writing makes sense XD)
Fuji's smile was dangerous yet loving...daring to go further, Tezuka was manipulated and loved by that same smile. A small gasp was emitted from Fuji's lips, which Tezuka proceeded to silence Fuji. "Syuusuke...." Moving his hand to the front of Fuji's shirt, he unbuttoned the buttons one-by-one. Either way, the wet shirt would have to go...
(A/N: Two ways to think about that I guess. One way is with Fuji being sick and all, the wet clothes....or atleast shirt needs to go. And then the other....hehe...xD)
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Post by aibacchi on Oct 1, 2006 3:15:57 GMT -5
There was something about Tezuka's voice that made Fuji want to melt. His breath hitched a notch or two as Tezuka undid the buttons of his shirt. Fuji decided that he could remove Tezuka's as well. Fuji started fumbling with Tezuka's shirt buttons. If Tezuka could touch his clothes, he had all rights to do the same. Or atleast that's what was going through Fuji's mind.
((A/N: ;P Tezuka has to get rid of his shirt or he'll get sick like Fuji? xDDDD; Or you can go with the second way))
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Post by tessa on Oct 1, 2006 20:41:25 GMT -5
(OMG. You guys have Tezuka and Fuji written perfectly.)
Atobe noticed Oshitari sitting down out of the corner of his eye. "If Ore-sama is to remain on this island," he explained, "he must make sure that his subordinates stay just that, subordinates."
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Post by yoshikochan on Oct 1, 2006 21:02:15 GMT -5
Heeheehee, Eiji snickered to himself. His plan was working brilliantly. He knew quite well that both Tezuka and Fuji had a competitive side (obviously, they played tennis, after all), and how they would respond to his comment... though they were taking it a little farther than he expected. Luckily he already had his phone camera ready, and while reaching his arms around Oishi in a hug he snapped pictures in a way that his boyfriend couldn't see what he was doing.
And maybe Oishi would get the hint, too. Nya ha ha.
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Post by yoshikochan on Oct 1, 2006 21:03:28 GMT -5
Yuuta energetically scooped up as many watermelons as he could carry (which was maybe four... he tried five but they kept falling) and headed back to the shore where Mizuki and some others were waiting. For some reason it never occured to him that he was doing all the work, he was just happy to be useful to his Mizuki.
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Post by whitelilacs on Oct 1, 2006 21:11:54 GMT -5
On this island, nothing made his head spin like the moment he was in with Fuji at that moment. While kissing Fuji, he felt the urge to smile, as Fuji fumbled with unbuttoning his shirt, which he concluded must have been from the heat of the moment. Breaking away from his kiss, he kissed Fuji along the cheek, until he was close enough to his ear to whisper something.
"....seems we have an audience..." Tezuka whispered softly into Fuji's ears, reaching the last button of Fuji's shirt...
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Post by aibacchi on Oct 1, 2006 21:18:02 GMT -5
"I'll deal with that," Fuji whispered back. When Fuji meant that, he meant whatever aftermath that may occur.
Fuji made a pout, a cute one, face, still trying to get the buttons undone.
"No fair, you won."
Fuji replaced his pout with a soft smile though.
"You won, Buchou," emphasizing Buchou in a lusful manner, "you may claim your prize."
He smiled seductively.
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Post by tessa on Oct 1, 2006 22:02:26 GMT -5
Kaidoh wandered along the beach, shuddering at the sight of the watermelons. Before he realized it, he was in the forest.
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