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Txt plz
Txt plz
By Talon
For jenerik_brand
Don’t own, don’t profit.
Warnings for light x, text speak…sorry!!! But it just sorta happened in IM!!!
Little Yasha ‘verse (modern time)
Word count 612
a/n: for the frotting prompt
Frot: (French frotter, to rub) is male-male non-penetrative sex, where male partners engage in the rubbing of erect penis on erect penis, typically while in full-frontal embrace. Various other sexual positions for frot are of course possible. Frot can be pleasurable because it mutually stimulates each partner's penis, especially the frenulum nerve bundle under the glans.
The term frot specifies mutual male-male genital sex, as opposed to various methods of frottage, but is sometimes used colloquially to mean frottage (and vice-versa), nevertheless. The term frictation can refer to the wider meaning of frottage[1] but it can also refer to penis-penis sex specifically.[2]
He smirked at the text message on his phone. reap ys pls The elevator dinged the fifth floor and continued going up as he responded. azzreapnao That he got a response almost at once was enough to tell him Miroku wasn’t paying ANY attention to the meeting at all. plsysys pls tnxu
Cell phones were AWESOME, once you got used to tuning out everyone’s conversations around you, and annoying ring tones. And Miroku who could not reliably work a microwave or an electric kettle was a master texter. The elevator dinged the fifteenth floor and kept rising.
Apparently he was too slow in responding because he got two texts right in a row. lub pls ys and rit h33r . He adjusted himself discreetly even though no one else was in the lift with him and sent a quick reapreapreap which was immediately appreciated with a hearty a a a pls tnx ys.
Finally, the doors opened on the thirty third floor, and he sent a query. Cum find m3. There was no response, but that was fine, because down the hall he heard a door open and close, voices protesting, and his mate’s calm, smooth voice reassuring them with nothing words. He flattened himself against the wall as Miroku’s soft tread moved towards him. His cell vibrated at the same time that face came into view, and he grabbed Miroku and pressed him up against the wall. “Hi. Miss me?”
“Fuck yes, you know I did. Why did you make me go to that accursed meeting? You are a sadist dog, do you know that?”
“Maybe I am. Or maybe…” He dropped his face down to kiss Miroku and pressed the elevator button. When the doors hiss open he dragged his mate in and hit the top floor. “Maybe I just wanted an excuse for this.” He grabbed that beautiful ass with both hands and ground his hips against Miroku’s as the doors slid shut and the lift began to move.
“Oh fuck…’Yasha…” Not to be out done he’s kissed hard by his lover, his father and he feels that hard cock press back against him, through those suit pants he hated so much. He smirked because he also knew that the suit pant material was the only barrier between Miroku’s cock and his own trousers.
They’re hot, rumpled and sweaty when the top floor dings and without looking he pushes the basement and the doors hiss shut again. They grind endlessly as the elevator drops lower and lower, Inuyasha shoving his groin against Miroku’s hardness as he pushes him into the elevator floor. They fuck without fucking, in their clothes, without penetration, without nudity, accompanied by the occasional mark of a floor and the sounds of their breath bouncing off the mirrored walls all around.
It is ecstasy when the elevator slides to a smooth stop, deep in the bowels of the corporate building. It’s hot, wet satisfaction sticking their trousers together, slow, sloppy kisses, even as the elevator dings its impatience with no further orders. It is contentment to rest their foreheads against each other and smile. And it is a shared laugh when Inuyasha’s phone vibrates again, and they both know it is his brother, and he is pissed and they laugh as Miroku hits the button for the top floor and the elevator doors close on them as Miroku flips Inuyasha over to begin humping him in turn as they both ignore the buzzing phone.
Owari
By Talon
For jenerik_brand
Don’t own, don’t profit.
Warnings for light x, text speak…sorry!!! But it just sorta happened in IM!!!
Little Yasha ‘verse (modern time)
Word count 612
a/n: for the frotting prompt
Frot: (French frotter, to rub) is male-male non-penetrative sex, where male partners engage in the rubbing of erect penis on erect penis, typically while in full-frontal embrace. Various other sexual positions for frot are of course possible. Frot can be pleasurable because it mutually stimulates each partner's penis, especially the frenulum nerve bundle under the glans.
The term frot specifies mutual male-male genital sex, as opposed to various methods of frottage, but is sometimes used colloquially to mean frottage (and vice-versa), nevertheless. The term frictation can refer to the wider meaning of frottage[1] but it can also refer to penis-penis sex specifically.[2]
He smirked at the text message on his phone. reap ys pls The elevator dinged the fifth floor and continued going up as he responded. azzreapnao That he got a response almost at once was enough to tell him Miroku wasn’t paying ANY attention to the meeting at all. plsysys pls tnxu
Cell phones were AWESOME, once you got used to tuning out everyone’s conversations around you, and annoying ring tones. And Miroku who could not reliably work a microwave or an electric kettle was a master texter. The elevator dinged the fifteenth floor and kept rising.
Apparently he was too slow in responding because he got two texts right in a row. lub pls ys and rit h33r . He adjusted himself discreetly even though no one else was in the lift with him and sent a quick reapreapreap which was immediately appreciated with a hearty a a a pls tnx ys.
Finally, the doors opened on the thirty third floor, and he sent a query. Cum find m3. There was no response, but that was fine, because down the hall he heard a door open and close, voices protesting, and his mate’s calm, smooth voice reassuring them with nothing words. He flattened himself against the wall as Miroku’s soft tread moved towards him. His cell vibrated at the same time that face came into view, and he grabbed Miroku and pressed him up against the wall. “Hi. Miss me?”
“Fuck yes, you know I did. Why did you make me go to that accursed meeting? You are a sadist dog, do you know that?”
“Maybe I am. Or maybe…” He dropped his face down to kiss Miroku and pressed the elevator button. When the doors hiss open he dragged his mate in and hit the top floor. “Maybe I just wanted an excuse for this.” He grabbed that beautiful ass with both hands and ground his hips against Miroku’s as the doors slid shut and the lift began to move.
“Oh fuck…’Yasha…” Not to be out done he’s kissed hard by his lover, his father and he feels that hard cock press back against him, through those suit pants he hated so much. He smirked because he also knew that the suit pant material was the only barrier between Miroku’s cock and his own trousers.
They’re hot, rumpled and sweaty when the top floor dings and without looking he pushes the basement and the doors hiss shut again. They grind endlessly as the elevator drops lower and lower, Inuyasha shoving his groin against Miroku’s hardness as he pushes him into the elevator floor. They fuck without fucking, in their clothes, without penetration, without nudity, accompanied by the occasional mark of a floor and the sounds of their breath bouncing off the mirrored walls all around.
It is ecstasy when the elevator slides to a smooth stop, deep in the bowels of the corporate building. It’s hot, wet satisfaction sticking their trousers together, slow, sloppy kisses, even as the elevator dings its impatience with no further orders. It is contentment to rest their foreheads against each other and smile. And it is a shared laugh when Inuyasha’s phone vibrates again, and they both know it is his brother, and he is pissed and they laugh as Miroku hits the button for the top floor and the elevator doors close on them as Miroku flips Inuyasha over to begin humping him in turn as they both ignore the buzzing phone.
Owari