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rinoahyuna) wrote2019-02-26 02:34 pm
rinoahyuna) wrote2019-02-26 02:34 pm
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{031} These games are fun with you
Play with me
Ohno/Nino, PG,
Ohmiya drabble collection, part 21
Also in AO3
It was random and silly and barely 2 o'clock in the morning, but they found themselves dancing in the darkened living room to no music and a whole lot of laughter.
He didn’t know who started it, or how it even began, and the only thing he remembered was Nino unlocking the door and pulling him inside before closing it again. Then he remembered trapping Nino there, with his arms and hips and knees, nosing Nino’s cheek as Nino giggled uncontrollably against him.
They ended up in the living room a few minutes later, cracking up for no reason while feeling each other up.
He ended up with his arms around Nino’s back, and Nino’s hands alternating between his waist and butt. Their lips would touch but just briefly, pulling away from each other’s mouths to stare at each other.
“You’re so drunk,” Nino said; his smile was so goofy and he kept licking his lips like he wanted nothing more than to do something else, and Ohno grinned back at him. “We are so drunk, oh my god.”
He nodded, dipping his head and resting his forehead against Nino’s shoulder. “Yep,” he agreed with a hum, “It’s nice. I like being drunk with you.”
Nino giggled and slapped him lightly across the back of his head, but afterwards soothed the sting by threading his fingers softly through his hair. “This is dangerous, though.”
“Hmm,”
“Because I feel like we’re going to end up in bed before the night ends.”
“It’s already morning.” He pointed out, laughing softly, turning his head just so he could nuzzle the soft skin along Nino’s nape, breathing Nino’s scent in.
“Ah, shit.” Nino swore under his breath, and he chuckled, pressing his lips firmly against the spot under Nino’s ear as his hold around Nino’s hips tightened. He pulled Nino to him, feeling glorious warmth and wonderful familiarity as Nino folded his arms around his shoulders, jumped without a warning, and giggled when he all but caught Nino under his hips easily.
“Let’s make out, Leader,” Nino suggested, lewdly, against his ear, and he laughed, couldn’t not. “First one to reach down loses. Deal?”
Jesus, but he already knew he was going to lose; he could already feel himself harden at the simple touch, and knowing how good Nino was with teasing, he knew he had little to no chance left at this point.
But then again, he liked it when he was being challenged. Make it easier to plan for an attack when Nino least expected it.
“Sure,” he agreed, leaning up to bite at Nino’s ear. “First one to reach down, right? Front and back?”
“No way.” Nino snorted, affronted. He grinned, knowing full well he was going to win.
“No deal, then.”
“Leader!”
He laughed. This was his win.
Ohno/Nino, PG,
Ohmiya drabble collection, part 21
Also in AO3
It was random and silly and barely 2 o'clock in the morning, but they found themselves dancing in the darkened living room to no music and a whole lot of laughter.
He didn’t know who started it, or how it even began, and the only thing he remembered was Nino unlocking the door and pulling him inside before closing it again. Then he remembered trapping Nino there, with his arms and hips and knees, nosing Nino’s cheek as Nino giggled uncontrollably against him.
They ended up in the living room a few minutes later, cracking up for no reason while feeling each other up.
He ended up with his arms around Nino’s back, and Nino’s hands alternating between his waist and butt. Their lips would touch but just briefly, pulling away from each other’s mouths to stare at each other.
“You’re so drunk,” Nino said; his smile was so goofy and he kept licking his lips like he wanted nothing more than to do something else, and Ohno grinned back at him. “We are so drunk, oh my god.”
He nodded, dipping his head and resting his forehead against Nino’s shoulder. “Yep,” he agreed with a hum, “It’s nice. I like being drunk with you.”
Nino giggled and slapped him lightly across the back of his head, but afterwards soothed the sting by threading his fingers softly through his hair. “This is dangerous, though.”
“Hmm,”
“Because I feel like we’re going to end up in bed before the night ends.”
“It’s already morning.” He pointed out, laughing softly, turning his head just so he could nuzzle the soft skin along Nino’s nape, breathing Nino’s scent in.
“Ah, shit.” Nino swore under his breath, and he chuckled, pressing his lips firmly against the spot under Nino’s ear as his hold around Nino’s hips tightened. He pulled Nino to him, feeling glorious warmth and wonderful familiarity as Nino folded his arms around his shoulders, jumped without a warning, and giggled when he all but caught Nino under his hips easily.
“Let’s make out, Leader,” Nino suggested, lewdly, against his ear, and he laughed, couldn’t not. “First one to reach down loses. Deal?”
Jesus, but he already knew he was going to lose; he could already feel himself harden at the simple touch, and knowing how good Nino was with teasing, he knew he had little to no chance left at this point.
But then again, he liked it when he was being challenged. Make it easier to plan for an attack when Nino least expected it.
“Sure,” he agreed, leaning up to bite at Nino’s ear. “First one to reach down, right? Front and back?”
“No way.” Nino snorted, affronted. He grinned, knowing full well he was going to win.
“No deal, then.”
“Leader!”
He laughed. This was his win.
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