tampered | [Log] [Completed]

Like he was getting off; the smaller boy only allowed himself to be shoved a little, smirking and then breaking out into giggles as well. "Nooo~ Staaaay~ Stay wet!" Without warning, he started to tickling the boy underneath himself, enjoying it way too much. He was especially happy to have gotten Jowy away from the computer, turning all the attention to himself. The drunken teenager apparently didn't like electronic competition. "And play with meee~"

The blond retaliated, tickling the brunet back as he tried to at least sit up. "I'm plaaaaayiiiing!" With a laugh, Jowy began to try and push Kamui down instead. It wasn't fair that his shirt and pants were soaked in beer. "Kamui... needs to get wet... too!" Maybe if he dragged Kamui to the shower?

"Ee~!" Kamui squealed, laughing and squirming as he was tickled back. He really wasn't in the right mind to fight back, even against that or being pushed down. All he could really think of at the moment was having fun with Jowy; that and not getting soaked. "Nooo! Kamui needs to stay dryyyy!" More squirming, then a hiccup that spawned another little giggling fit. "Dryyy~!" It was obvious (to sober people, at least) that he was drunk enough to be a happy drunk, but once he came down just a little, he... tended to change. As the other Kamui had quickly found out.

Jowy clearly had no idea what this playfulness was leading to as he struggled, quite effectively, against Kamui. He succeeded, somehow, and moments later was on top of the slimmer boy. "No. You need to be wet -- I smell like beer now!" He held Kamui by his arms and pulled him upwards, then, he proceeded to drag Kamui to the bathroom. All the while, he was giggling about how much wetter Kamui would be.

Kamui made a whining noise, but otherwise allowed himself to be dragged. "I'ma look like a wet rat!" Only not really. He looked more like a wet dream when soaked than a wet rat. It just seemed to be the way it worked: his hair always fell and stuck in the best spots to outline his face, the fluffiness gone and showing it's length. Made him look a little older, too. Not that it mattered with Jowy, since they were almost the same age.

"You'll laugh at me." He pouted.

Though laughing himself, Jowy assured Kamui as he continued dragging the other boy to the direction of the bathroom, "I'm not gonna laugh at you..."

The blond was swaying back and forth as he walked and though he made it to the bathroom without stumbling, he did finally trip at the doorway, taking Kamui down with him.

"Wah!" Kamui yelped as he suddenly found himself on the floor, or, more accurately, sprawled on top of Jowy on the floor. "Oh..." he lifted himself up a little, looking down at the one underneath him, "we fell." It was stated with something akin to amasement, his voice small and almost child-like.

"You okay, Jowy~?" A small kiss was placed on his neck, even though Kamui thought he had meant to get his cheek instead. Whatever worked.

"I think I am..." Jowy said in an equally child-like voice as he squirmed underneath Kamui. "You're heeaaavy, Kamui--" he giggled and then kissed back Kamui on the neck, thinking he was supposed to return the gesture too.

"Am not!" Kamui huffed and then giggled, having trouble getting enough balance to get up. He did eventually manage it, though, yanking Jowy up too, but staggering backwards to the wall, pulling Jowy with him. At least that was enough to support them both. "I'm not heavy~" Yet another pout, but at least this one made sense: he didn't want to think of himself as fat, damn it. "Ne?" He wrapped his arms around the other's neck, deciding that now would be a good time to kiss him proper. Funny how his mind worked when under the influence. No impulse control at all.

Like Kamui, Jowy himself found his control severely lessened while terribly inhibited. However, unlike Kamui who was used to such sexual actions, Jowy was still fairly innocent and so a drunk Jowy meant a happy, verbal Jowy rather than sexual Jowy. Still... the feel of Kamui's warm mouth on his ignited something inside him. He kissed back, eagerly and when he pulled away for a breathe of air later, he laughed.

"Taste like beer," he told Kamui with a wide grin.

"I wonder why~" he snarked, but it wasn't mean in nature, but playfully teasing, a smartassed little grin on Kamui's face. That grin quickly faded to something else, though, as the younger boy pushed closer to the other, eyes slipping shut before he kissed him again. "Jowy tastes good~" he whispered against his lips as he pulled back a little, trying to decide what should happen next. Maybe he could avoid getting wet!

Jowy, breathless as he stared down at Kamui, eyes hazy and cheeks red, smiled. "I taste like beer..." he whispered back before kissing Kamui too in response.

That kiss took a while, and somehow, after a while, Jowy found himself seating on the cover of the toilet bowl, with Kamui on his lap. "...Hey.. Kamui... beer bath?" he suggested as he reached for the tap beside him and, after succeeding in somehow opening the shower, tried lowering the drainage plug to the drain.... of course, with Kamui on his lap and only one hand really free, he failed at that.

"Mmmmn~" Kamui hummed as he considered, not really willing to get soaked just yet. "Maybe in a minute?" The shorter boy nuzzled at his friend's neck, nibbling before he suddenly thought of a grand idea. "Hey, ever have a lapdance?" He smiled brightly, as if it wasn't anything at all to be asking that. "Seishirou taught me how to do that kind of stuff. Not very good at it yet, buuuuut...." A nip was given to Jowy's neck, the sucking following that throughly, but painlessly, marking him. "You might liiike iiit~"

A lapdance? Jowy couldn't imagine it at all and so he grinned up at the boy on his lap. "Suuuure," he said a with a giggle. "Never seen that... show me?"

"Okay~" he purred, smirking. Of course, he could only remember half of what was involved in a lapdance at the moment, so he was going to, more or less, BS this entire thing. Only problem was he wasn't sure how to start, his hands slowly running over the other's chest as he thought.

"Hmmm..." He moved slowly, scooting up on Jowy's lap and then leaning back, one hand wrapped around the back of the other's neck. With a lusty look, he started to move, his body's actions coming in fluid waves, as if he was going to a slow dance song. All the while, his hips where thrusting temptingly against Jowy's, his free hand finding his own mouth so he could suck slowly and suggestively on his middle and index fingers. A small moan left him as well; a sign that he was getting into this. Even if he was too out of it to do well, at least it was fun?

Kamui was mesmerizing. That was all Jowy could think about really as he stared transfixed on Kamui's lustful face... He couldn't even remember if Kamui was a girl or a boy anymore, all he could think about was the fact that there was a hot thing on his lap... and that he was warm - all sorts of warm - and... nice and comfortable.

He placed his hands on Kamui's hips and then continued staring.

"...warm," was all he could think of saying.

Kamui smiled a little around his fingers, slowly withdrawing them so that hand could run up his shirt, lifting it a little as he petted his own stomach. Another small moan left him, followed by a purr, teasing as best he could. He was... impatient, though, and soon his shirt was removed, hand moving to play with himself over his chest and stomach. "Oh~" he gasped, still moving his body, but letting his eyes close, a look of pretty pleasure showing on his face. Not that it was entirely genuine, though; he mostly was just showing off.

Suddenly, he eased off of Jowy's lap, turning around and then sitting back down on him, legs straddling his thighs and hips starting to move, this time his ass grinding into Jowy's crotch. "Like this?" he asked curiously, but tried to at least make it remotely sexy as one hand moved to knead the back of the other's head, body leaning back and pressed against him.

That was unexpected. It felt so different, a bit embarrassing, but pleasant. Jowy remembered closing his eyes but when he opened them again, he was holding Kamui closer to his body and rubbing along with the other boy and curiously nipping at the back of Kamui's neck.

He stopped only when he realized he was, to put simply, hard down there. That got him slightly sober, realizing embarrassingly that he was... well, this certainly wasn't normal.

Though, it was still nice.

Kamui moaned, this time for real and not for show, when he felt the other hold onto him, rubbing back against him. That felt pretty damned good, actually, his body feeling rather heated suddenly. Especially when he suddenly realized that he'd made Jowy hard.

"Mmm... let's do something even more fun~" he purred, reluctantly getting off his friend's lap and going down on his knees, grinning mischeviously the entire time. "I'll make you feel gooood~" Gently, he tugged Jowy forward on the toilet seat a little, spreading his legs and putting his body between them. For a moment, at first, he let his hands lightly touch the other, tracing his arousal through his pants, before he leaned in and kissed the bulge. It was getting obvious what his intentions were here.

Though, no matter how obvious Kamui's intentions were, Jowy simply had no idea. "Kamui... wha--?" he began though the words died on his lips at the sharp, ticklish sensation that came from there when Kamui kissed him. He laughed then. "That... that..." He tried to find the right words, "," he finished a bit breathlessly.

"Better!" Kamui laughed, hiccuping a little as he undid Jowy's pants, sliding them and his underwear down his hips a little. "Mmmm~" he hummed, pleased, as he took the other's cock into his hand, holding it and stroking it a little. "Niiiice~" Looking up, he leaned forward, tongue sticking out and swirling around the head before he nuzzled the entire length with his face, rubbing it with the arch of his nose, eyes closed. Was it weird to be enjoying this? He didn't know, and really, he was too drunk to care much about it at the moment.

This was most definitely knew. Jowy's mind just about blanked out, and the only coherent thought that was left told him to keep, or to try anyway, that moaning to a minimum. It felt terribly, terribly nice. He didn't even realize he was gripping the sides of the toilet seat tightly with his hands until much, much later.

Kamui noticed how Jowy was holding onto his "seat," and so he decided to get a little more adventurous, tongue slowly sweeping all over Jowy's shaft before his mouth moved down, sucking and gently tugging his testicles. "Mmmm~" he hummed, his lips vibrating as he brushed them back upwards, finally deciding to surprise him by plunging most of the cock into his mouth. He just stayed like that, sucking gently but not moving him in and out yet, tongue stroking as one hand softly kneaded his balls and what couldn't fit in his mouth. He was starting to sober up now (although he was still very, very drunk), just enough to hope that he was doing okay.

If the bathroom had a window then Jowy's self consciousness had jumped out of it during the course of Kamui's special brand of torture. Whatever Kamui was doing was just plain... glorious. Jowy cried out, unable to keep it in anymore, and ran his hands through Kamui's hair instead of gripping the toilet seat so tightly. Warm.

Suddenly, he wanted Kamui's mouth on his again. And to be cool again - he felt like he was going to explode... but first, wait, he did feel like he was going to explode.

"Ka...kamui..." he managed to say before his vision just turned completely, blindingly, white and it felt as if he really did explode.

Kamui's eyes widened a little when Jowy came so soon, liquid spurting into this mouth. Well, at least this meant he must have been doing something right; maybe even too right? Or maybe this was just the first time anyone had ever bothered to pleasure Jowy. Whatever. The reason didn't matter, in the end. At the moment, all Kamui focused on was swallowing it all down, withdrawing the limp appendage from his mouth and smiling up at the other. "Liiiike?" He stood, looking down to Jowy and stroking his cheek.

The blond was speechless as he struggled to catch his breath. He felt a bit... weak too, and his body felt... satiated. He could only stare as Kamui visibly swallowed his semen. "...very," he said in the breathless manner again before holding Kamui's head in his hands and leaning down to kiss the other boy's lips. Salty. He almost missed the sweet taste the beer left in Kamui's mouth.

Kamui kissed back eagerly, pressing into it. Well, if he was kissing him, then obviously he'd accepted what he'd done. "Mmm... wanna get me wet now?" he giggled as they parted, smiling brightly, something he pretty much never did while sober. He'd had his fun, so only fair Jowy got to now have fun with soaking him?

And the look on Kamui's face made Jowy hope he could remember it for a long time, intoxicated or not. "Yeah... it's getting warm," Jowy said in a low voice before rising from the toilet seat. He'd left the shower open and had been running all that time. Beer water. He pulled Kamui towards him and kissed him again. "You first," he said after breaking apart.

"Ew, I'm gonna be covered in beer~" Kamui playfully whined, stepping in never the less, getting soaked, feeling his pants stick to him uncomfortably. Showering in beer was weird, but at least Jowy seemed to think it a good idea? "Now you come to~" He grabbed Jowy's arm, tugging him in the shower as well, arms slipping around his neck as soon as he was close enough.

Ignoring the torrent of beer overhead, as soon as Jowy stepped into the tub, he claimed Kamui's mouth for a kiss. He noticed the slight tinge of beer this time and smiled into the other's mouth. While normally, being soaked in anything other than clean water would have annoyed Jowy, this time, the fact that he was bathing in beer and was possibly going to be very sticky and smelly later, didn't occur to him. All he wanted was Kamui's mouth on his and thought that if he would get thirsty, then there was beer over them.

Were he sober, Kamui would have winced at the feeling of the alcohol touching his still stitched up (but almost unnoticeable, since Seishirou was apparently skilled with stitches) wounds. As it was, though, he didn't care; instead, he just focused on the feeling of Jowy in the shower with him, kissing him. It felt nice and warm, and even though the other tasted funny with the beer pouring over them and invading the kisses, Kamui was loving his. He was intoxicated by more than just the alcohol.

"Mmm..." he pulled back a little, nipping and sucking at Jowy's neck distractedly, "Does Jowy like me at aaaall~?"

And while Kamui work at Jowy's neck, the blond lazily groped the other boy's buttocks. His eyes were closed and he laughed lightly at Kamui's question. "Mmm... I think I do?" he began, mimicking the tone Kamui used to ask the question. "'S nice... this and new... and can't remember ever feeling like this...Kamui's good..." he trailed away and finished with a slight mumble of "friend" before pushing Kamui against the wall, slightly away from the spray of beer, and kissing him senseless again. "Can't think," Jowy said with a smile after breaking away, their faces close to each other, breathes mingling. Sometime before that, the hair tie that kept his hair in a tight ponytail had loosed and fallen off.

Kamui moaned as the other groped his butt like that, enjoying the physical contact and barely hearing the other speak. "I like Jowy, too~" And then he found himself being throughly kissed, pressed against the wall, which excited him. A little aggression was always nice!

When they parted, Kamui panted a little, smiling open-mouthed. "Who needs to think?" he joked before using Jowy's long, untied hair to pull his head back (not exactly roughly, but not exactly gently, either), sucking on his adam's apple. "No think. Just do." Which seemed to be Kamui's mantra half the time; hence the reason he often found himself in trouble.

Jowy moaned. His mind blanked out for a few moments, and when he returned to his senses he forced Kamui away to pin him against the wall again. Kiss. That was the only thing he could think of doing, but his hands betrayed him and traveled downwards the other boy's pants to deftly work on its removal.

"Mmm~!" the smaller boy kissed back hard, burning hands finding purchase for now on the back of Jowy's neck, fingers worked into the other's hair. His body was definitely liking where this was going, the idea of being naked in front of his friend arousing. Sure, if he wasn't so drunk, he would have been a bit scared, hesitant... remembering too much of what happened the last time Jowy touched him. He didn't care now, though, and... maybe this good experience would help him forget the other one. At least, if he remembered this one in the morning.

Once Kamui's pants were gone and the other boy stood completely naked before him, Jowy paused, taking in all of Kamui at once. If before he couldn't remember if Kamui was a boy or a girl, then, now, the hard proof (no pun intended) was right before him.

Kamui had sucked him, didn't he? Like a chupa... and it had felt good. He wanted Kamui to feel good - the only logical course of action left for him, he thought in his drunken mind, was to return what had been given to him.

A little blush, entirely unrelated to the alcohol, managed to creep across his face as he somehow felt the other eyeing him. He wasn't used to being looked at while like this; Fuuma had never done such a thing, and neither had Seishirou. His lovers... tended to just take him, chasing down pleasure, and that was it.

He was about to give a slurred whine about the examining being embarrassing, but then suddenly Jowy went down, and pleasure took over his mind. He was... returning his playing from earlier? "Oh~" he shivered and moaned a little, feeling that the mouth was inexperienced, but that was okay. It was definitely good enough.

Jowy had never done anything like this before, and it still didn't register that he was really doing it. All that he could think of it was that... Kamui was beer-flavored lollipop.

Crude, unskilled, but hey, with someone's mouth on his dick, it was hard to focus on such things. All he could think about was the nice, warm, carressing wetness, his body shaking a little more, one hand working into Jowy's hair. "J-Jowy..." he moaned out softly, nibbling on one finger of the hand not playing at Jowy's scalp.

Only bad thing was that Kamui was more experienced, and after having sadistic partners as he did, he couldn't come really fast anymore. Jowy'd just have to work at it.

Jowy, despite his alcohol-muddled state, truly, consciously, wanted to please Kamui. He tried to think (and failed a bit) about what made Kamui feel good... Right. There. Kamui played with his balls. He tried just that, just to experiment really. Kneaded with it a bit while he sucked and licked. At the same time.

Oh, it was getting better, the hand in Jowy's hair clenching a little as his head tilted back, hitting the wall. Still not quite to the point of orgasm, but he could get there. Especially since it seemed being flat-out drunk helped a little, all the mental blocks normally in place turned off. "More..." he whimpered, wanting to be sucked harder, faster.

Jowy took that as a signal to suck harder and faster - the other boy's body language screamed it. Whenever he seemed to suck harder, Kamui's body would seem to tighten... and he'd make tiny whimpering sounds. Jowy took that as a good sign that he was doing something right.

"Mmm~" he moaned, teeth playing at his bottom lip. Almost, almost... the feeling of the build-up was getting to be almost too much. His body was shaking now, mouth unable to keep the sounds he was making from escaping. Jowy certainly was a quick learner.

A few more minutes, and a few harder sucks, and Kamui finally lost it, crying out the other's name. "Oh~" he panted, eyes slowly opening to stare blankly for a moment as he started to relax. Mmm... and he was suddenly very tired.

It was salty, and Jowy wasn't quite able to swallow it, even if he had tasted worse. That was surprising. He stared up at Kamui momentarily before tilting his head backwards and opening his mouth wide for some beer. He swallowed some, and was glad the beer took away that salty taste. Then, he kissed Kamui again.

The kiss grew intense and they were groping and touching each other. Jowy slipped though, at some point no thanks to the beer, and found himself with his back to the cold bathub bottom, and with a naked Kamui on top of him.

"WAH!" he had yelped when they fell, comfortable in that he'd landed on top of the other. Nice and warm. But... hitting that porcelin had to hurt. "Is Jowy okay~?" he slurred, tired now, but still concerned. It'd be bad if Jowy broke something, after all. "You didn't die, right~?"

The blond laughed slightly though he had certainly winced at that impact. "I... think?"

He yawned, but still sat up, sitting on Jowy's hips and looking down at him. "That's good! I'd be so saaad if I smooshed Jowy to death or something~" Like Kamui, being such a feather-weight, could smoosh anyone by falling on top of them like this.

Jowy smiled at the other boy. "...being smooshed won't be so bad..." He trailed away and didn't realize his eyes were closing already.

Kamui watched the other; it taking a while for it to register that Jowy had, more or less, passed out. "No fair~!" he whined, pushing Jowy to the side a little to lay down, body half sprawled on him. "I get to sleep too," the younger boy finally mumbled as he got comfy, holding onto his friend almost protectively. As soon as he was comfortable enough, though, he started to drift off, nuzzling the other a little.

He was too fargone to even realize he whispered something before surrendering to sleep, "I love you, Jowy."

[Log] [Completed]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject