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rinoahyunaOhmiya Drabble Collection, part 10
Supple, Ohno/Nino
PG, 219 words
Available in AO3
“Your butt –“ Nino muses aloud, “is a work of art. I mean, seriously. I love it.” Nino adds, entirely unashamed that he is squeezing the said body part with utter seriousness even despite the amount of strangled noises Jun is currently making in the background.
As if to prove Nino’s point, Ohno wriggles his ass even despite Nino’s hands grasping both cheeks. Nino sighs and squeezes again just because he can. “See? So perfect, god.”
Aiba sidles towards them as if on cue. “I know right?” Aiba says, “Can I touch it too, Nino?”
“If you want to lose a hand, then go ahead,” Nino says with a completely straight face; Aiba backs away, pouting. Ohno hums thoughtfully into the cushion he is currently face-planted into and Nino resumes his squeezing.
“Marking your property, eh, Nino?” Sho comments, amused; Nino huffs and ducks down unceremoniously to sniff at one of Ohno’s butt cheeks before biting the same spot.
“Of course,” Nino says, nose in the air; “I wouldn’t want anyone’s dirty hands touching my stuff. I’m possessive like that, so sue me.” Nino says, before he unceremoniously sticks his middle finger in between Ohno’s buttcheeks through the fabric.
As if on cue, Jun wails a murderous,
“NINOMIYA, WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF A FUCKING SHOOT, OH MY GOD!”
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In between two worlds, Ohno/Nino
PG, 929 words
Ohmiya Drabble collection, part 10
Nino’s not even sure how he ended up in here, squeezed between a vampire and a werewolf, nursing a beer. But he guesses it couldn’t be helped when his best friend is half-human, half-ghoul, and is engaged to a demon.
The back of Nino’s ear itches even before he hears the sound of someone’s voice speaking to him.
“You’re not supposed to be in here,” nosy newcomer says, lowly, but Nino swears it sure feels like the words were spoken directly into Nino’s ears. Nino shivers involuntarily. “Leave, before someone comes and takes you.”
“I’m here with a friend,” Nino grunts irritably but he does turn when the nosy newcomer settles himself next to Nino on the stool Nino thought was occupied before; it doesn’t help that the vampire and the werewolf sitting next to him are gone.
Their eyes meet for the briefest instant but it is enough for Nino to catalogue the newcomer’s features in his head; the sleepy eyes, the round, child-like face, his pretty, pretty lips.
“A friend?”
Nino blinks and tries to swallow the debilitating need to reach out and touch the newcomer’s cheek, the corners of his gorgeous mouth. Nino’s fingers itch and the want vibrating across his skin is palpable he can almost taste it.
“Yes,” Nino manages to stutter out despite the unfamiliar lump blocking his throat. “It’s his engagement party tonight. I… he’s just somewhere, probably dancing with Jun,” he croaks, then, “Jun’s his fiancé,” Nino adds like an afterthought.
“Matsumoto-san?” the newcomer says, frowning. “But he’s –“
“A demon, I know,” Nino confirms, smiling a little. It’s obvious that this guy is probably only worried about Nino, since he’s human and is not supposed to be hanging around a bar swarming with every possible nonhuman entities to ever exist. But Nino is a grown man and he’s not friends, let alone has a half-human, half-ghoul for a best friend for nothing.
“I didn’t know he is marrying a human,” the newcomer muses and Nino watches him settle himself to the stool that was previously occupied by a vampire.
“He’s not,” Nino says, quickly averting his eyes when the newcomer’s gaze catches his. “I mean, the guy Jun is marrying? He’s not completely human. He’s half-ghoul.”
The newcomer hums as if he understands. “Sakurai Sho-san.”
It’s Nino’s turn to frown. “You know Sho?”
The newcomer shrugs. “Yeah,” he answer, and Nino watches the corner of his mouth twitch. “I met him two years ago in Kyoto.”
“Huh?”
“He tried to eat me.”
“Oh Jesus Christ, that bastard,” Nino hisses but it is actually more of embarrassment than anger. “I am so sorry about that, I mean… are you sure?”
The newcomer reaches up and tugs his collar down, revealing a scar the size of Nino’s palm. Nino keeps staring at it, imagining Sho trying to take a bite out of this guy before Nino’s gaze moves to the guy’s face and realizes what it means - they’re both the same. The guy is obviously human too.
“He was hungry, I think,” the guy says, “I guess I can’t really blame him. I was just at the wrong place at a wrong time, so it wasn’t entirely his fault.”
Nino chuckles. “You’re kind of weird, aren’t you?” he says.
“Sho-kun is weirder because instead of eating me, he ended up driving me to the hospital that night. He even paid the hospital bill.”
“Serves him right for almost killing you,” Nino mutters, “I would have even asked him to hire me a nurse if it was me.”
“He did,” the guy says, “It was Matsumoto-san.”
“Excuse me?”
“Sho-kun sent Matsumoto-san to –“
“Satoshi-kun! Hey, I’m so glad you could make it! How have you been – oh, have you met my best friend? This is –“
“Ninomiya Kazunari,” Nino cuts in even before Sho could finish, eyeing the guy – Satoshi-kun? - thoughtfully. “Or just Nino, if you please.” Next to Sho, Jun throws a shapely arm over Sho’s shoulders and grins.
“Ohno-san, nice to see you again,” Jun says, looking obviously happy; Nino can’t exactly blame him. People who are in love are disgustingly happy most of the time anyway. “I see you’ve made yourself an acquaintance.” Jun adds, but Nino didn’t miss the way the corner of Jun’s mouth tilts upwards teasingly.
It’s a rather good look on him but despite the fact that this is supposed to be Jun and Sho’s night, Nino decides he’s still not drunk enough to indulge Jun. He grins and scoots forward so he can invade Ohno’s space, putting his arms around Ohno’s neck only to realize doing so feels so natural, familiar.
“Acquaintance, my ass,” he says, and grins at the way Ohno simply tilts his head and smiles at him in return. “If that’s how you categorize someone even after he had his tongue shoved down someone’s throat, then okay,”
“Oh Jesus, Nino –“ Sho grumbles, but his voice is cut off by Ohno leaning in and whispering, “You were just going to do it again, didn’t you?”
He grins. “Just about.” He says, at the same time he feels Ohno’s fingers on his arm, his touch fleeting, but the sensation it left on Nino’s skin has Nino on edge before he realizes it.
Ohno grins. “Then do it.”
“Oh crap, Jun, let’s go.” Sho grunts but Nino’s not listening anymore. His lips touch Ohno’s and that’s the last he knows before he realizes he is kissing Ohno back with equal hunger, his arms tight around Ohno’s neck as he draws Ohno in.
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Sly, Ohno/Nino
R, 346 words
Ohmiya Drabble Collection, part 10
“There is something tremendously wrong with your brain,” Ohno points out rather rudely, “like seriously.”
Nino doesn’t take offense, he can’t, because even he himself is aware of this. “Say whatever you want, I don’t care,” he says offhandedly but the way his fingers is busy unzipping Ohno’s jeans counters this. He is also biting Ohno through his shirt, his cock denting the front of his own pants as his fingers skim Ohno’s hard on through the offending fabric. “you’ll be taking all those back once I get my mouth on you, anyway.”
“I want you to think about this seriously, Nino,” Ohno tells him, and Nino wants to be offended at the way Ohno’s voice remains uncharacteristically even despite the almost painful way his cock is so hard inside his own boxers. Nino’s mouth waters at the sight of those tiny hairs lining the path leading downwards to Ohno’s cock, and finds himself with his tongue out and tracing the said path gingerly.
Ohno’s abdominal muscles jump at the contact, his cock jerking inside his boxers; Nino groans before he can stop himself, mouthing at the head of Ohno’s cock through the fabric and breathing him in.
“I already did,” Nino says, at the same time he tugs at Ohno’s boxers, throat tight at the sight of Ohno’s hard dick – the copper-colored tip peaking out of its foreskin, the bulging veins lining the base; Nino thumbs the leaking slit and doesn’t even bother giving Ohno any fair warning as he leans down and licks the beads of pearliness gathered at the tip.
“Shit, Nino –“
“ashaida;;jfa?” he grunts through his mouthful and feels Ohno’s fingers fly to his hair. He’s so ready for it when Ohno’s hip jerks as if on cue, filling Nino’s mouth fully. He hums, parts his mouth wide enough to fit what he could and Ohno swears colorfully under his breath in answer.
“You damn fucking assh – ah, fuck –“
Nino grins despite himself and relaxes his throat, fingers gripping Ohno’s legs and allows Ohno’s cock free pass into his mouth.
Supple, Ohno/Nino
PG, 219 words
Available in AO3
“Your butt –“ Nino muses aloud, “is a work of art. I mean, seriously. I love it.” Nino adds, entirely unashamed that he is squeezing the said body part with utter seriousness even despite the amount of strangled noises Jun is currently making in the background.
As if to prove Nino’s point, Ohno wriggles his ass even despite Nino’s hands grasping both cheeks. Nino sighs and squeezes again just because he can. “See? So perfect, god.”
Aiba sidles towards them as if on cue. “I know right?” Aiba says, “Can I touch it too, Nino?”
“If you want to lose a hand, then go ahead,” Nino says with a completely straight face; Aiba backs away, pouting. Ohno hums thoughtfully into the cushion he is currently face-planted into and Nino resumes his squeezing.
“Marking your property, eh, Nino?” Sho comments, amused; Nino huffs and ducks down unceremoniously to sniff at one of Ohno’s butt cheeks before biting the same spot.
“Of course,” Nino says, nose in the air; “I wouldn’t want anyone’s dirty hands touching my stuff. I’m possessive like that, so sue me.” Nino says, before he unceremoniously sticks his middle finger in between Ohno’s buttcheeks through the fabric.
As if on cue, Jun wails a murderous,
“NINOMIYA, WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF A FUCKING SHOOT, OH MY GOD!”
===================================
In between two worlds, Ohno/Nino
PG, 929 words
Ohmiya Drabble collection, part 10
Nino’s not even sure how he ended up in here, squeezed between a vampire and a werewolf, nursing a beer. But he guesses it couldn’t be helped when his best friend is half-human, half-ghoul, and is engaged to a demon.
The back of Nino’s ear itches even before he hears the sound of someone’s voice speaking to him.
“You’re not supposed to be in here,” nosy newcomer says, lowly, but Nino swears it sure feels like the words were spoken directly into Nino’s ears. Nino shivers involuntarily. “Leave, before someone comes and takes you.”
“I’m here with a friend,” Nino grunts irritably but he does turn when the nosy newcomer settles himself next to Nino on the stool Nino thought was occupied before; it doesn’t help that the vampire and the werewolf sitting next to him are gone.
Their eyes meet for the briefest instant but it is enough for Nino to catalogue the newcomer’s features in his head; the sleepy eyes, the round, child-like face, his pretty, pretty lips.
“A friend?”
Nino blinks and tries to swallow the debilitating need to reach out and touch the newcomer’s cheek, the corners of his gorgeous mouth. Nino’s fingers itch and the want vibrating across his skin is palpable he can almost taste it.
“Yes,” Nino manages to stutter out despite the unfamiliar lump blocking his throat. “It’s his engagement party tonight. I… he’s just somewhere, probably dancing with Jun,” he croaks, then, “Jun’s his fiancé,” Nino adds like an afterthought.
“Matsumoto-san?” the newcomer says, frowning. “But he’s –“
“A demon, I know,” Nino confirms, smiling a little. It’s obvious that this guy is probably only worried about Nino, since he’s human and is not supposed to be hanging around a bar swarming with every possible nonhuman entities to ever exist. But Nino is a grown man and he’s not friends, let alone has a half-human, half-ghoul for a best friend for nothing.
“I didn’t know he is marrying a human,” the newcomer muses and Nino watches him settle himself to the stool that was previously occupied by a vampire.
“He’s not,” Nino says, quickly averting his eyes when the newcomer’s gaze catches his. “I mean, the guy Jun is marrying? He’s not completely human. He’s half-ghoul.”
The newcomer hums as if he understands. “Sakurai Sho-san.”
It’s Nino’s turn to frown. “You know Sho?”
The newcomer shrugs. “Yeah,” he answer, and Nino watches the corner of his mouth twitch. “I met him two years ago in Kyoto.”
“Huh?”
“He tried to eat me.”
“Oh Jesus Christ, that bastard,” Nino hisses but it is actually more of embarrassment than anger. “I am so sorry about that, I mean… are you sure?”
The newcomer reaches up and tugs his collar down, revealing a scar the size of Nino’s palm. Nino keeps staring at it, imagining Sho trying to take a bite out of this guy before Nino’s gaze moves to the guy’s face and realizes what it means - they’re both the same. The guy is obviously human too.
“He was hungry, I think,” the guy says, “I guess I can’t really blame him. I was just at the wrong place at a wrong time, so it wasn’t entirely his fault.”
Nino chuckles. “You’re kind of weird, aren’t you?” he says.
“Sho-kun is weirder because instead of eating me, he ended up driving me to the hospital that night. He even paid the hospital bill.”
“Serves him right for almost killing you,” Nino mutters, “I would have even asked him to hire me a nurse if it was me.”
“He did,” the guy says, “It was Matsumoto-san.”
“Excuse me?”
“Sho-kun sent Matsumoto-san to –“
“Satoshi-kun! Hey, I’m so glad you could make it! How have you been – oh, have you met my best friend? This is –“
“Ninomiya Kazunari,” Nino cuts in even before Sho could finish, eyeing the guy – Satoshi-kun? - thoughtfully. “Or just Nino, if you please.” Next to Sho, Jun throws a shapely arm over Sho’s shoulders and grins.
“Ohno-san, nice to see you again,” Jun says, looking obviously happy; Nino can’t exactly blame him. People who are in love are disgustingly happy most of the time anyway. “I see you’ve made yourself an acquaintance.” Jun adds, but Nino didn’t miss the way the corner of Jun’s mouth tilts upwards teasingly.
It’s a rather good look on him but despite the fact that this is supposed to be Jun and Sho’s night, Nino decides he’s still not drunk enough to indulge Jun. He grins and scoots forward so he can invade Ohno’s space, putting his arms around Ohno’s neck only to realize doing so feels so natural, familiar.
“Acquaintance, my ass,” he says, and grins at the way Ohno simply tilts his head and smiles at him in return. “If that’s how you categorize someone even after he had his tongue shoved down someone’s throat, then okay,”
“Oh Jesus, Nino –“ Sho grumbles, but his voice is cut off by Ohno leaning in and whispering, “You were just going to do it again, didn’t you?”
He grins. “Just about.” He says, at the same time he feels Ohno’s fingers on his arm, his touch fleeting, but the sensation it left on Nino’s skin has Nino on edge before he realizes it.
Ohno grins. “Then do it.”
“Oh crap, Jun, let’s go.” Sho grunts but Nino’s not listening anymore. His lips touch Ohno’s and that’s the last he knows before he realizes he is kissing Ohno back with equal hunger, his arms tight around Ohno’s neck as he draws Ohno in.
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Sly, Ohno/Nino
R, 346 words
Ohmiya Drabble Collection, part 10
“There is something tremendously wrong with your brain,” Ohno points out rather rudely, “like seriously.”
Nino doesn’t take offense, he can’t, because even he himself is aware of this. “Say whatever you want, I don’t care,” he says offhandedly but the way his fingers is busy unzipping Ohno’s jeans counters this. He is also biting Ohno through his shirt, his cock denting the front of his own pants as his fingers skim Ohno’s hard on through the offending fabric. “you’ll be taking all those back once I get my mouth on you, anyway.”
“I want you to think about this seriously, Nino,” Ohno tells him, and Nino wants to be offended at the way Ohno’s voice remains uncharacteristically even despite the almost painful way his cock is so hard inside his own boxers. Nino’s mouth waters at the sight of those tiny hairs lining the path leading downwards to Ohno’s cock, and finds himself with his tongue out and tracing the said path gingerly.
Ohno’s abdominal muscles jump at the contact, his cock jerking inside his boxers; Nino groans before he can stop himself, mouthing at the head of Ohno’s cock through the fabric and breathing him in.
“I already did,” Nino says, at the same time he tugs at Ohno’s boxers, throat tight at the sight of Ohno’s hard dick – the copper-colored tip peaking out of its foreskin, the bulging veins lining the base; Nino thumbs the leaking slit and doesn’t even bother giving Ohno any fair warning as he leans down and licks the beads of pearliness gathered at the tip.
“Shit, Nino –“
“ashaida;;jfa?” he grunts through his mouthful and feels Ohno’s fingers fly to his hair. He’s so ready for it when Ohno’s hip jerks as if on cue, filling Nino’s mouth fully. He hums, parts his mouth wide enough to fit what he could and Ohno swears colorfully under his breath in answer.
“You damn fucking assh – ah, fuck –“
Nino grins despite himself and relaxes his throat, fingers gripping Ohno’s legs and allows Ohno’s cock free pass into his mouth.
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Date: 2016-10-05 03:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-12-18 05:49 am (UTC)Thank you for writing and sharing!
I loved the three of them, through my favorite is the second :)
Edit : Didn't realise the first one was on this post from my smartphone xD