原秋葉 (Hara Akiha) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
pictureustogether) wrote2007-06-08 02:00 am
pictureustogether) wrote2007-06-08 02:00 am
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I blame Nix. Yes, again.
Akiha knows Ayame likes blueberries. He has never directly mentioned it to him, but there is no need for words when he can see how Ayame almost makes a ritual out of eating anything with them in it. He takes a carefully measured bite, pursing his lips, he closes his eyes and though Akiha can't exactly see what happens inside his mouth, he knows Ayame savours them with every single one of his tastebuds. He knows this, because he is the same.
Ayame also has this habit of completely forgetting to wipe his mouth after eating blueberries. Akiha doesn't know if he does it because he's so distracted by the taste he forgets, or if he's just playing with him, but it drives him up the walls. Those little black spots smearing his lips, the corner of his lips, and sometimes even his cheeks can be incredibly distracting when talking to him, and so Akiha always ends up flailing and scolding him as he wipes his mouth with a napkin.
"One of these days, I won't be able to refrain myself," he warns, half-joking, half-serious. And Ayame does nothing but smile, and look him with /those/ eyes. "Kiha-san should know I wouldn't mind!"
Akiha is not sure if he's being serious or not, but even days later he still finds himself coming back to that thought. And so, the day Akiha notices a bowl full of blueberries sitting inconspicuosly at one of the tables in the Mess Hall, he steals it and takes it back to the cabin without a second thought.
Ayame is more than pleased with the gesture, of course. And so Akiha sits across him in the other bed, and watches him eat the blueberries, one by one, for what seems like an eternity. Akiha knows this isn't exactly normal, specially when neither of them is talking but both their gazes are fixed on each other. Ayame's lips and fingers are wet and covered in black, and Akiha can't bring himself to stop staring at them.
By the time the bowl is finally empty, their room has already become dim. A soft, nearly-whispered "oh" from Ayame is all it takes for Akiha to rise to his feet and lean over the other man.
"Kiha-san...?"
Akiha smiles, because he knows that tone. "I did warn you, didn't I?"
"You definitely did," and his voice is suddenly lower.
Akiha takes Ayame's wrist, guiding the hand closer to his mouth. He can tell Ayame wasn't quite expecting this by the small noise he makes as Akiha starts delicately licking each and every one of his fingers clean. Sometimes taking them completely into his mouth.
It doesn't take too long for them to be lying in bed, with Akiha on top. As expected, hands are long forgotten now, and all of Akiha's attentions are now directed at Ayame's lips. He takes it as slowly as the other man did with the blueberries themselves, tasting, licking... biting softly every now and then. The room is in complete silence except for the rustle of their clothes and the occasional soft moan coming from their mouths. They kiss until their lips become numb.
That night, Ayame thinks to himself that napkins should be entirely banned from the annexture from now on.
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[squeaks]
OMGGGGGGG
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Also, you got the hot coloured icons up eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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I am never going to look at another blueberry the same way.
*shakes fists*
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