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megaTEN ([personal profile] tenshinoakuma) wrote2008-11-17 06:53 am

Sigh chat.

SIGH these guys haven't even met in game yet. THIS IS PORN. And unedited porn.
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It was kind of funny how things always ended up turning into a game.

Joshua never liked Minato from the beginning. For some reason, Minato had a way of hitting all his irrational jealousy buttons. Of course, Ness had managed to keep things tolerable, but Joshua still disliked the addition to the relationship that used to only be made of Ness and himself. Maybe it was because Minato could provide Ness with everything Joshua couldn't.

Maybe he wanted to prove something with this, or maybe he wanted stop with the senseless dislike of Minato. Or maybe it was a combination of both that lead to where they were now, Minato sitting on the bed and him kneeling in front, both of them fully clothed -- shoes off, because Joshua insisted shoes inside was just dirty and unclean.

It's not like anyone else was watching them when the door to the room was shut. It's not like anyone else was watching when Joshua unbuckled Minato's belt and pulled down the zip of Minato's pants and let his fingers trail over skin. He grinned when he heard Minato choke a little as he stroked, feeling Minato rapidly harden as he did.

Joshua paused in his stroking to form a small circle with his hands and pushed until his hands were at the base of Minato's shaft. He grinned as Minato leaned back, looking away, hips moving forward into Joshua's hands. Lowering his head down onto Minato, Joshua let his tongue linger before he began to suck, listening to Minato's breath hitch in his throat. He made sure his movements -- mouth, tongue, fingers, hands -- weren't too fast, but weren't too slow. Just tantalising enough to extend the moment for as long as possible without reducing the pleasure.

Joshua raised his head off Minato for a moment, teasing; he knew Minato was close to coming. Extending the moment before climax only made it better. But it seemed Minato had other ideas.

There is a small problem being short and light, and it is that other people had no trouble lifting you up and carrying you wherever they wanted. Which was precisely Joshua's problem; Minato had no trouble dragging Joshua onto the bed and pinning him down. Joshua struggled and squirmed, trying to get out from under Minato -- he wasn't going to let that annoying guy win this -- but Minato's knees were pressing into his hips, and Minato's shins trapped Joshua's legs. Joshua would have pushed Minato off with his hands (or punched him in the throat/face) if Minato's hands weren't trapping his wrists beside his head.

Joshua stopped struggling, and they both just stared at each other. Joshua let a grin slide onto his face. "Well, what're you going to do now?" Joshua said after a long moment. "If you let go of my hands, you'll lose your advantage. And surely even you know you can't fuck me if I have my pants on."

"... I'll work something out."

Joshua glared balefully at Minato, who just calmly met the glare. And closed the gap between their mouths.

Joshua only struggled more at this; he didn't want to be kissed by this annoying guy, how disgusting. But before he could properly express his outrage by biting Minato, Minato had moved to his neck and begun to bite and that was completely cheating. He stopped struggling, tilting his head back so Minato had better access to his throat. He didn't even try to escape when the pressure against his wrists lifted.

Clothes were only in the way, so off they went, into a messily strewn pile on the floor. Joshua wanted to murder Minato for having stupid lace at his throat; it was hard to undo knots when Minato was being very distracting and his hands were shaking. Joshua was pleased, though, that he managed to force a change of expression on Minato's face with his hands as Minato was fumbling with the buttons on Joshua's shirt.

But once all their clothes were off, Joshua found himself flat on his back against the bed again, Minato on top. Hissing softly as Minato's fingers teased a nipple, Joshua mentally swore when Minato lowered his head over his chest. Joshua could feel the blood rush to his face as Minato began to apply tongue and teeth, and arched under Minato, breaths coming in short pants he tried to rein in. He didn't want this annoying guy to be able to coax anything like a moan from him. Turning his head to the side so he wouldn't have eye contact with Minato, Joshua squeezed his eyes shut before he opened them again.

And froze when he saw Ness standing in the open doorway, staring at them.

Joshua thought he had locked the door after he'd entered with Minato. But wait, that wasn't right. He'd shut the door, but didn't lock it (it wasn't something he made a habit of) in his haste. He glanced back at Minato without moving his head, and saw that Minato was staring at Ness before Minato looked back at Joshua. And the moment their eyes met, they both understood what the other was thinking, and that was, "Oh shi-"

But before they could say anything, Ness quietly closed the door -- Joshua noted the click of the lock -- and smiled. "I'm happy you're finally getting along! I don't want to interrupt you two, so just pretend I'm not here."

Joshua opened his mouth to object to this, but his protests quickly devolved into suppressed asdf;lkjadsfh;lkjs when Minato lowered his head and continued where they had left off. This guy was more shameless than he gave credit for, but Joshua could hardly think anymore. He was only vaguely aware of the sound of another zipper being pulled down -- but both of them were already naked -- while Minato moved down his body, fingers lightly brushing against skin as he did.

He thought Minato was going to go down on him, but instead, he felt teeth tease the skin of his inner thighs. Gritting his own teeth in an attempt to hold back the sounds he wanted to make, Joshua dug his heels into the mattress of the bed.

And then it suddenly stopped.

Slightly irritated, Joshua turned his head to follow Minato's line of sight to Ness -- Ness' face was quite flushed -- holding a tube of lube over Minato's outstretched hand, "Here you go." Joshua only had time to note he couldn't see Ness' other hand before Minato lifted Joshua's leg and slowly slid a finger in. Joshua let out the breath he didn't even know he had been holding in a low hiss when Minato pulled it out. Joshua was actually expecting a second finger -- one finger, two fingers, three fingers, cock -- but instead, more lube was applied and after Minato pulled Joshua's legs further up over his body, Joshua got the last in that sequence.

As Minato thrust into him, Joshua squeezed his eyes shut, biting down hard on his lip to stop himself from moaning with each thrust. Ness was less quiet, though, and Joshua's resolve soon crumbled from the combination of Minato's movements and the knowledge Ness was watching and enjoying this.

Joshua could feel Minato's palms against his slide a little, but Minato just adjusted and tightened his grip on Joshua's hands. Joshua let out a long moan when Minato pushed deep into him and came, and he's aware of a satisfied sounding sigh from Ness. Joshua breathed deeply and shakily -- Ness needed to take lessons from this annoying guy -- and waited for Minato to pull out of him before kicking Minato in the face. And they returned to a state of relative normalcy, with them fighting, and Ness trying to placate them both.

It was a game Joshua lost. But for once, he didn't mind. Much.

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