Just another Sunday Morning, chapter one
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theblackmoralsChapter one
Band: Royz.
Characters: Subaru, Koudai, Kuina and mentions of others.
Main pairing: Subaru x Koudai.
Sub-pairings: Subaru x Kuina, Subaru x Tomoya, Subaru x Kazuki.
Rating: NC-17.
Genre/type: Canon, adultfic, erotica, PWP-fic.
Warnings: Yaoi/homosexuality/slash, NC17, lemon/explicit sex, sexual situations, consensual, serious PWP, WAFF/fluff.
Information about Subaru here.
Information about Koudai here.
Information about Royz here and here.
'Just another Sunday Morning' archive page here.
Relative time in play: Anytime within the last six months or so.
Relations: Not related to any other plays of mine.
Summary:
Subaru had often woken up in bed with either Kuina or Tomoya after a drunken night, and once or twice with Kazuki too, but he had never tried waking up with Koudai at his side before. They had of course fooled around many times in the past, both on and off stage, but this was different indeed. It probably should have felt weird, then, but it didn’t. It definitely didn’t…
And besides, they had obviously had sex the night before, and Koudai was lying wrapped around him now, naked skin flushed against naked skin, so any lines and limitations of friendship between them were long ago blurred and forgotten anyway, right? So, what was the use of suddenly feeling shy or embarrassed anyway? Why not take advantage of the situation, and have that beautiful body once more before reality came knocking?
~o~
That said, I know this is going to seem unrealistically easy, such uncomplicated sex between two best friends (which I personally don’t even believe in myself^^;), but it’s supposed to be like that. After bitching for ages about the lack of Royz fanfics out there a friend and I decided to write some for ourselves… xD
It goes like this; we challenged each other to write a one-shot kind of story within three hours (though I’ve divided mine into chapters because it became way too long for a one-shot), with no other background than the title ‘Just another Sunday Morning’ and the fact that it had to be a Royz pairing. Although Subaru x Kazuki is my OTP (and maybe Subaru x Kuina), for this kind of easy, lazy Sunday morning sex I chose Subaru and Koudai~ <3
… Oh, and, btw., if any Jrockers were going to have random sex within their band like this (and outside it too~), it would definitely be the Royz boys (and their counterpart band Kiryu), just FYI XD …
Subaru groaned in utter childish annoyance when he was no longer able to deny the warm sunlight lazily streaming into the small hotel room from behind the half-closed blinds, and the air of the confined space felt almost uncomfortably thick and heavy with every breath as he finally forced himself to wake up completely. Dammit...
He squinted his hazel brown eyes at the wooden ceiling then, waiting for it to come into focus as the pleasant blur of sleep slowly cleared from his vision, and his button nose wrinkled up cutely once his mind kicked into gear too. His tongue was fuzzy, still tainted with the distinct taste of tequila, salt and lemon, and he couldn’t for the life of him remember how he had made it back to his hotel room, to his bed, the night before. Or… even anything of the night before, actually…
Great, another night wiped completely from his memory on account of the freely flowing alcohol that seemed to follow them wherever they went now… One of these days he was going to stop drinking altogether. Subaru sighed and nodded his head inwardly, solemnly, yet again making that unmanageable promise to himself; yes, one of these days he would stop drinking. One of these days, very soon, yes…
“’Morning.”
The voice greeting him was raspy, sleep-drugged and hoarse from the previous night’s excessive alcohol consumption, and he turned his head on the pillow towards the source of it, without startling. He knew the soft baritone after all, and he smiled warmly when he found Koudai’s impossibly dark eyes looking back at him, as expected.
The femininely rounded onyx pools were tinted with a reddish cloudiness, as his own probably were too, and yet the other man looked as beautiful and angelic as he always did, his skin snow white and pristine and his crimson hair framing his face like a bloody crown. It was unfair, really, because Subaru was sure he himself definitely didn’t look that good right now; hung-over, mussed and still half-asleep…
“Good morning,”
In spite of the fact that they were obviously both waking up now, neither of them made any mention to move at all, to repent, both seemingly unashamed of the fact that they were currently lying in bed together; naked bodies intimately entangled as one of Koudai’s slender arms and legs were draped over him in the most comfortable of ways underneath the thin woolen quilt.
At least Subaru was pretty sure they were both naked, if the tangible warmth pressed against the side of his hip was indeed what he recognized it to be - and he was quite sure it was, because he would recognize that anywhere, anytime.
“What a night, huh?”
The beautiful vocalist had often woken up like this with either Kuina or Tomoya, and once or twice with Kazuki too, but he had never tried waking up with Koudai at his side before. They had of course fooled around many times in the past - and quite often documented it for the fans too, both on and off stage -, but this was different indeed.
There were no fans around now, no one to give a show to, and it really did make a difference; you might think it would not, with all of Royz’ infamous promiscuities, and the elaborate fanservice that left little up to the imagination of their relationships off stage, but it did. Lying there in a sun-heated room on a lazy Sunday morning, in softness and out of the public eye, wrapped up in each other like that; so intimately, so sweetly, it wasn’t a game anymore...
And it was nice. Really nice.
“Tell me about it…” Koudai laughed softly, his slender fingers curling around Subaru’s bicep for support as he pulled himself up just enough to make their lips meet in a soft press. It wasn’t a real kiss, but more so a gesture of familiarity and affection, much in the same way they would often greet each other within the band, when saying good morning or good night.
Subaru had always been very affectionate and physical by nature, very touchy-feely, but it wasn’t until he had joined Royz, and the Japanese music scene, that he had been allowed to be himself so completely, so freely; touching, kissing and hugging his friends as much as he wanted to - and with public approval even.
Sure, his family still didn’t approve of his ways (nor did the general public if he had to be completely true to himself), but their fans did, and his friends did, and that was all that really mattered. As long as the people he shared his life with on an everyday basis – Tomoya, Kuina, Kazuki and Koudai – accepted him for who he was, and he got to do his music, he was happy. He was happier than he had ever been before in his entire life.
“So… how much do you remember of last night then?”
Koudai grinned toothily at him as he laid back down by his side again, with his head resting comfortably on the pillow beside Subaru’s, and warm breath came to rustle against his cheek then, in a soft, steady rhythm, as slightly calloused fingertips moved to trail up and down his bicep in light, sweet touches that made his skin tingle pleasantly; he had always been a very tactile being, too.
“I remember… tequila… and… laughing - a lot… and… yeah… nothing more than that really…” Subaru chuckled softly, unashamed of admitting to it because Koudai knew him better than anyone else - maybe even better than Kuina did - and there had been no hint of bitterness in his question, no falter in his smile or the glint in his eyes.
It was just a common fact that strong alcohol had a tendency to give him blackouts (even in small amounts since he wasn't an ornery drunk or anything of such kind) and, though it had caused the young vocalist to be very wary of drinking in the past, with his friends he didn’t mind. Subaru knew they took care of him and made sure he was okay, even in the most drunken stupor (his or their own), and it definitely wasn’t like he minded waking up with one of them after such a night of hopeless intoxication. How could he, when they were all so beautiful, so attractive, and so damn desirable?
Actually, he only minded when he didn’t remember having gone to bed with them…
And he definitely minded not remembering last night, which was (apparently) his first night with Koudai...
“That’s too bad…” the crimson-haired bassist chuckled softly, onyx eyes glinting mischievously beneath a heavy frame of long, black lashes, and he pursed his full lips in a playful frown, though it was obvious he had expected nothing else, “It was definitely worth remembering.”
“Yeah?” Subaru questioned with a wide, playful grin as he then pushed around to lie on his side instead, to face the other man more fully, though he was careful not to make Koudai’s slender arm and leg move off his body as he did so. He liked the feeling of those heavy limbs wrapped around him; the warmth of the naked, smooth skin against his own, and the scent of him... Even with alcohol vapors still tainting both their breaths, giving them both quite horrible morning breaths in fact, the pleasant scents of Koudai’s coconutty shampoo and perfume still filled his nose with every breath.
“Definitely.”
The snip of the androgynous bassist’s pink tongue darted out then, to dampen those beautiful, plump lips as he, with one huskily breathed word, managed to paint a vivid picture in Subaru’s still-hazed mind of what could have happened the night before - one he wasn’t sure was real, but definitely wanted to be so -, and a light, familiar tingle began to spread through his awakening limbs, igniting cells.
Even if the beautiful vocalist often found himself unable to remember what had happened when he woke up next to someone (at least when alcohol had been involved in getting him there), there were all those small signs and details that would always clue him in, however insufficiently, as to how the night before had gone down. Clues such as, for example, the fact that his lower back didn’t ache in that telltale way right now, which meant he hadn’t bottomed for the beautiful man wrapped around him (and thus Koudai had for him), and, studying him now, Subaru recognized several dark bruises down the other man’s neck, and over his sensually prominent collar bones too, which meant they definitely hadn’t gone slow or soft either.
And, though such small revelations weren’t nearly enough to satisfy him – and of course they weren’t –, they were enough to make a sly smirk spread unto his silver-threaded lips as he reveled in the meanings of them, and the excitement they brought him anew. Maybe he could completely forget an encounter, however good it might have been, and maybe he didn’t do his best at it then, being drunk out of his mind and all of that, but he was always good for a second go in the morning; always good for making up for any inadequacies of intoxication, when sober, if he was just given a chance.
“Maybe you should remind me then?” Subaru whispered seductively as he moved one small hand to the fleshy thigh wrapped around his slender waist; warm, soft fingertips tracing up the smooth skin until they wrapped around the soft curve of the other man’s petite, indeed naked, ass.
It probably should have felt weird touching his friend like this, fingertips instinctively dipping in to brush over the tight ring of muscles hidden between fleshy globes in the most intimate and compromising touch, but it didn’t. It definitely didn’t. And besides, they had obviously had sex the night before, and Koudai was lying wrapped around him now, naked skin flushed against naked skin, so any lines and limitations of friendship between them were long ago blurred and forgotten anyway, right? - So, what was the use of suddenly feeling shy and embarrassed?
“I…” Koudai trailed off as his still-painted eyelids fluttered close, long; black lashes fanning out over rosy cheeks as those perfectly shaped eyebrows furrowed lightly, sensually, and he shuddered with a soft moan of perfect, beautiful despair at the associative touch, “Aaah…”
God... Subaru didn’t need to remember the night before to feel a wave of hot arousal wash over him then, at the beautiful sight of pleasure and desire distorting Koudai’s angelic features so lasciviously, and he dug his black-painted nails into the tender skin in the same second he pushed forth and crushed their lips together in a deep, passionate kiss.
He might not have woken up with Koudai like this before, but he knew it definitely wasn’t going to be the last time either. The beautiful redhead had always seemed a tad more reserved than the rest of them (maybe say for Kazuki who was impossible to get a read on), maybe even a little more unattainable somehow, but the way he returned the kiss now; the way one hand moved up to entangle in Subaru’s hazel brown hair as impish tongues met on the halfway between their lips, sensually entwining and caressing as they pushed against each other passionately, clearly stated something else entirely. They both wanted this, and equally bad too.
“I promise I won’t forget this time,” the beautiful vocalist whispered breathlessly when they finally broke apart again, his plump, silver-threaded lips prickling with the unfamiliar taste and feeling of the other man. He took a split second to just pant lightly then, before he guided Koudai back to lie on his back on the ruffled sheets instead, and, pushing up gracefully, Subaru lowered himself down upon him.
Naked skin flushed against naked skin then, smooth, hard chest sliding against smooth, hard chest as he slipped in between those beautiful thighs in the most intimate, most associative of ways. The hotel quilt fluttered off their bodies at the movement, and over the side of the bed towards the floor, but neither of them seemed to take notice as their warm, smooth skin melted together like two pieces of a zigsaw puzzle finally reunited - in a way that felt almost too natural, almost too right.
Koudai chuckled softly at that and moved his other hand to entangle in Subaru’s brown locks too, slowly threading through them, combing them, and he smiled softly up at him. “I guess… I just have to make sure of that…” he replied with one eyebrow cocked up playfully, and then he raised his knees up, planting his feet flat on the sheets so he could squeeze Subaru’s narrow hips between his warm, fleshy thighs as he, by light fists in silky strands, guided the beautiful vocalist down for another deep, toe-tingling kiss.
Band: Royz.
Characters: Subaru, Koudai, Kuina and mentions of others.
Main pairing: Subaru x Koudai.
Sub-pairings: Subaru x Kuina, Subaru x Tomoya, Subaru x Kazuki.
Rating: NC-17.
Genre/type: Canon, adultfic, erotica, PWP-fic.
Warnings: Yaoi/homosexuality/slash, NC17, lemon/explicit sex, sexual situations, consensual, serious PWP, WAFF/fluff.
Information about Subaru here.
Information about Koudai here.
Information about Royz here and here.
'Just another Sunday Morning' archive page here.
Relative time in play: Anytime within the last six months or so.
Relations: Not related to any other plays of mine.
Summary:
Subaru had often woken up in bed with either Kuina or Tomoya after a drunken night, and once or twice with Kazuki too, but he had never tried waking up with Koudai at his side before. They had of course fooled around many times in the past, both on and off stage, but this was different indeed. It probably should have felt weird, then, but it didn’t. It definitely didn’t…
And besides, they had obviously had sex the night before, and Koudai was lying wrapped around him now, naked skin flushed against naked skin, so any lines and limitations of friendship between them were long ago blurred and forgotten anyway, right? So, what was the use of suddenly feeling shy or embarrassed anyway? Why not take advantage of the situation, and have that beautiful body once more before reality came knocking?
~o~
OBS: This is not written in some alternative universe where everyone's gay and it's just the way of the world. This is supposed to be one-hundred percent realistic, and, though I never write bands to have more than one, maybe two gays members... well, I figured the gayest band in the world (which they totally are!<3) would be allowed to break the rule and have a full cast. Yes, I truly believe one of the criteria for joining Royz in the first place is to be as gay as the day is long... XD
OBS: This is not written in some alternative universe where everyone's gay and it's just the way of the world. This is supposed to be one-hundred percent realistic, and, though I never write bands to have more than one, maybe two gays members... well, I figured the gayest band in the world (which they totally are!<3) would be allowed to break the rule and have a full cast. Yes, I truly believe one of the criteria for joining Royz in the first place is to be as gay as the day is long... XD
~o~
That said, I know this is going to seem unrealistically easy, such uncomplicated sex between two best friends (which I personally don’t even believe in myself^^;), but it’s supposed to be like that. After bitching for ages about the lack of Royz fanfics out there a friend and I decided to write some for ourselves… xD
It goes like this; we challenged each other to write a one-shot kind of story within three hours (though I’ve divided mine into chapters because it became way too long for a one-shot), with no other background than the title ‘Just another Sunday Morning’ and the fact that it had to be a Royz pairing. Although Subaru x Kazuki is my OTP (and maybe Subaru x Kuina), for this kind of easy, lazy Sunday morning sex I chose Subaru and Koudai~ <3
… Oh, and, btw., if any Jrockers were going to have random sex within their band like this (and outside it too~), it would definitely be the Royz boys (and their counterpart band Kiryu), just FYI XD …
~o~
Subaru groaned in utter childish annoyance when he was no longer able to deny the warm sunlight lazily streaming into the small hotel room from behind the half-closed blinds, and the air of the confined space felt almost uncomfortably thick and heavy with every breath as he finally forced himself to wake up completely. Dammit...
He squinted his hazel brown eyes at the wooden ceiling then, waiting for it to come into focus as the pleasant blur of sleep slowly cleared from his vision, and his button nose wrinkled up cutely once his mind kicked into gear too. His tongue was fuzzy, still tainted with the distinct taste of tequila, salt and lemon, and he couldn’t for the life of him remember how he had made it back to his hotel room, to his bed, the night before. Or… even anything of the night before, actually…
Great, another night wiped completely from his memory on account of the freely flowing alcohol that seemed to follow them wherever they went now… One of these days he was going to stop drinking altogether. Subaru sighed and nodded his head inwardly, solemnly, yet again making that unmanageable promise to himself; yes, one of these days he would stop drinking. One of these days, very soon, yes…
“’Morning.”
The voice greeting him was raspy, sleep-drugged and hoarse from the previous night’s excessive alcohol consumption, and he turned his head on the pillow towards the source of it, without startling. He knew the soft baritone after all, and he smiled warmly when he found Koudai’s impossibly dark eyes looking back at him, as expected.
The femininely rounded onyx pools were tinted with a reddish cloudiness, as his own probably were too, and yet the other man looked as beautiful and angelic as he always did, his skin snow white and pristine and his crimson hair framing his face like a bloody crown. It was unfair, really, because Subaru was sure he himself definitely didn’t look that good right now; hung-over, mussed and still half-asleep…
“Good morning,”
In spite of the fact that they were obviously both waking up now, neither of them made any mention to move at all, to repent, both seemingly unashamed of the fact that they were currently lying in bed together; naked bodies intimately entangled as one of Koudai’s slender arms and legs were draped over him in the most comfortable of ways underneath the thin woolen quilt.
At least Subaru was pretty sure they were both naked, if the tangible warmth pressed against the side of his hip was indeed what he recognized it to be - and he was quite sure it was, because he would recognize that anywhere, anytime.
“What a night, huh?”
The beautiful vocalist had often woken up like this with either Kuina or Tomoya, and once or twice with Kazuki too, but he had never tried waking up with Koudai at his side before. They had of course fooled around many times in the past - and quite often documented it for the fans too, both on and off stage -, but this was different indeed.
There were no fans around now, no one to give a show to, and it really did make a difference; you might think it would not, with all of Royz’ infamous promiscuities, and the elaborate fanservice that left little up to the imagination of their relationships off stage, but it did. Lying there in a sun-heated room on a lazy Sunday morning, in softness and out of the public eye, wrapped up in each other like that; so intimately, so sweetly, it wasn’t a game anymore...
And it was nice. Really nice.
“Tell me about it…” Koudai laughed softly, his slender fingers curling around Subaru’s bicep for support as he pulled himself up just enough to make their lips meet in a soft press. It wasn’t a real kiss, but more so a gesture of familiarity and affection, much in the same way they would often greet each other within the band, when saying good morning or good night.
Subaru had always been very affectionate and physical by nature, very touchy-feely, but it wasn’t until he had joined Royz, and the Japanese music scene, that he had been allowed to be himself so completely, so freely; touching, kissing and hugging his friends as much as he wanted to - and with public approval even.
Sure, his family still didn’t approve of his ways (nor did the general public if he had to be completely true to himself), but their fans did, and his friends did, and that was all that really mattered. As long as the people he shared his life with on an everyday basis – Tomoya, Kuina, Kazuki and Koudai – accepted him for who he was, and he got to do his music, he was happy. He was happier than he had ever been before in his entire life.
“So… how much do you remember of last night then?”
Koudai grinned toothily at him as he laid back down by his side again, with his head resting comfortably on the pillow beside Subaru’s, and warm breath came to rustle against his cheek then, in a soft, steady rhythm, as slightly calloused fingertips moved to trail up and down his bicep in light, sweet touches that made his skin tingle pleasantly; he had always been a very tactile being, too.
“I remember… tequila… and… laughing - a lot… and… yeah… nothing more than that really…” Subaru chuckled softly, unashamed of admitting to it because Koudai knew him better than anyone else - maybe even better than Kuina did - and there had been no hint of bitterness in his question, no falter in his smile or the glint in his eyes.
It was just a common fact that strong alcohol had a tendency to give him blackouts (even in small amounts since he wasn't an ornery drunk or anything of such kind) and, though it had caused the young vocalist to be very wary of drinking in the past, with his friends he didn’t mind. Subaru knew they took care of him and made sure he was okay, even in the most drunken stupor (his or their own), and it definitely wasn’t like he minded waking up with one of them after such a night of hopeless intoxication. How could he, when they were all so beautiful, so attractive, and so damn desirable?
Actually, he only minded when he didn’t remember having gone to bed with them…
And he definitely minded not remembering last night, which was (apparently) his first night with Koudai...
“That’s too bad…” the crimson-haired bassist chuckled softly, onyx eyes glinting mischievously beneath a heavy frame of long, black lashes, and he pursed his full lips in a playful frown, though it was obvious he had expected nothing else, “It was definitely worth remembering.”
“Yeah?” Subaru questioned with a wide, playful grin as he then pushed around to lie on his side instead, to face the other man more fully, though he was careful not to make Koudai’s slender arm and leg move off his body as he did so. He liked the feeling of those heavy limbs wrapped around him; the warmth of the naked, smooth skin against his own, and the scent of him... Even with alcohol vapors still tainting both their breaths, giving them both quite horrible morning breaths in fact, the pleasant scents of Koudai’s coconutty shampoo and perfume still filled his nose with every breath.
“Definitely.”
The snip of the androgynous bassist’s pink tongue darted out then, to dampen those beautiful, plump lips as he, with one huskily breathed word, managed to paint a vivid picture in Subaru’s still-hazed mind of what could have happened the night before - one he wasn’t sure was real, but definitely wanted to be so -, and a light, familiar tingle began to spread through his awakening limbs, igniting cells.
Even if the beautiful vocalist often found himself unable to remember what had happened when he woke up next to someone (at least when alcohol had been involved in getting him there), there were all those small signs and details that would always clue him in, however insufficiently, as to how the night before had gone down. Clues such as, for example, the fact that his lower back didn’t ache in that telltale way right now, which meant he hadn’t bottomed for the beautiful man wrapped around him (and thus Koudai had for him), and, studying him now, Subaru recognized several dark bruises down the other man’s neck, and over his sensually prominent collar bones too, which meant they definitely hadn’t gone slow or soft either.
And, though such small revelations weren’t nearly enough to satisfy him – and of course they weren’t –, they were enough to make a sly smirk spread unto his silver-threaded lips as he reveled in the meanings of them, and the excitement they brought him anew. Maybe he could completely forget an encounter, however good it might have been, and maybe he didn’t do his best at it then, being drunk out of his mind and all of that, but he was always good for a second go in the morning; always good for making up for any inadequacies of intoxication, when sober, if he was just given a chance.
“Maybe you should remind me then?” Subaru whispered seductively as he moved one small hand to the fleshy thigh wrapped around his slender waist; warm, soft fingertips tracing up the smooth skin until they wrapped around the soft curve of the other man’s petite, indeed naked, ass.
It probably should have felt weird touching his friend like this, fingertips instinctively dipping in to brush over the tight ring of muscles hidden between fleshy globes in the most intimate and compromising touch, but it didn’t. It definitely didn’t. And besides, they had obviously had sex the night before, and Koudai was lying wrapped around him now, naked skin flushed against naked skin, so any lines and limitations of friendship between them were long ago blurred and forgotten anyway, right? - So, what was the use of suddenly feeling shy and embarrassed?
“I…” Koudai trailed off as his still-painted eyelids fluttered close, long; black lashes fanning out over rosy cheeks as those perfectly shaped eyebrows furrowed lightly, sensually, and he shuddered with a soft moan of perfect, beautiful despair at the associative touch, “Aaah…”
God... Subaru didn’t need to remember the night before to feel a wave of hot arousal wash over him then, at the beautiful sight of pleasure and desire distorting Koudai’s angelic features so lasciviously, and he dug his black-painted nails into the tender skin in the same second he pushed forth and crushed their lips together in a deep, passionate kiss.
He might not have woken up with Koudai like this before, but he knew it definitely wasn’t going to be the last time either. The beautiful redhead had always seemed a tad more reserved than the rest of them (maybe say for Kazuki who was impossible to get a read on), maybe even a little more unattainable somehow, but the way he returned the kiss now; the way one hand moved up to entangle in Subaru’s hazel brown hair as impish tongues met on the halfway between their lips, sensually entwining and caressing as they pushed against each other passionately, clearly stated something else entirely. They both wanted this, and equally bad too.
“I promise I won’t forget this time,” the beautiful vocalist whispered breathlessly when they finally broke apart again, his plump, silver-threaded lips prickling with the unfamiliar taste and feeling of the other man. He took a split second to just pant lightly then, before he guided Koudai back to lie on his back on the ruffled sheets instead, and, pushing up gracefully, Subaru lowered himself down upon him.
Naked skin flushed against naked skin then, smooth, hard chest sliding against smooth, hard chest as he slipped in between those beautiful thighs in the most intimate, most associative of ways. The hotel quilt fluttered off their bodies at the movement, and over the side of the bed towards the floor, but neither of them seemed to take notice as their warm, smooth skin melted together like two pieces of a zigsaw puzzle finally reunited - in a way that felt almost too natural, almost too right.
Koudai chuckled softly at that and moved his other hand to entangle in Subaru’s brown locks too, slowly threading through them, combing them, and he smiled softly up at him. “I guess… I just have to make sure of that…” he replied with one eyebrow cocked up playfully, and then he raised his knees up, planting his feet flat on the sheets so he could squeeze Subaru’s narrow hips between his warm, fleshy thighs as he, by light fists in silky strands, guided the beautiful vocalist down for another deep, toe-tingling kiss.
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I know this is a lot less elaborate than how I normally write, and somewhat lighter in tone too, but (as mentioned at the top, too) this started out as a challenge between a friend and I, to write a story within three hours, which is why it’s written in this style^^; It’s supposed to just be smutty, delicious, uncomplicated PWP~
Also, Royz is one of my favorite bands, and I’m outraged by the lack of fanfiction about them! Σ(￣ロ￣lll) They definitely deserve more love<3 They make the most amazing musicand the most amazing fanservice and, if anyone’s interested, I uploaded their entire discography (PVs and concerts included) here ~
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Oh, and while I'm at it... you guys want a little KouD x Subaru fanservice treat while waiting for the next chapter? XD Let's start off with a GIF of a simple, innocent kiss~ HERE.
Please leave a comment and make me happy~ ヽ(*´ω`)ﾉﾟ ♥
I know this is a lot less elaborate than how I normally write, and somewhat lighter in tone too, but (as mentioned at the top, too) this started out as a challenge between a friend and I, to write a story within three hours, which is why it’s written in this style^^; It’s supposed to just be smutty, delicious, uncomplicated PWP~
Also, Royz is one of my favorite bands, and I’m outraged by the lack of fanfiction about them! Σ(￣ロ￣lll) They definitely deserve more love<3 They make the most amazing music
(* ゜▽ ゜)ノ
Oh, and while I'm at it... you guys want a little KouD x Subaru fanservice treat while waiting for the next chapter? XD Let's start off with a GIF of a simple, innocent kiss~ HERE.
