thrashturbate:

I’ll bet you’d look adorable grasping at the sheets on my bed

spontaneouskam:

 ・゚:*✧・゚:* \(◕‿◕✿)/ *:・゚✧*:・゚✧ I just want someone to pin me down and give me lots of hickeys and bruises and make me moan and scratch me up and totally dominate me.  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧

sexuallyfrustratedshark:

matsuoka-lin:

sexuallyfrustratedshark:

Rin forgets his jacket at Haru’s and… Erm.
Haruka… Water u doin.
(#ಠ д ಠ#);;
Someone please write this lmao plz

He’d only meant to try it on.  Just to see how it would fit on his own, slightly smaller frame and feel the fabric cling to his bare shoulders. He hadn’t meant for it to turn out like this.
Hadn’t he? Haruka couldn’t tell any more. He hadn’t exactly thought this through. He’d found Rin’s Samezuka jacket abandoned on the end of his bed, the black nylon a stark contrast to the white cotton of his sheets. It had originally been a welcome distraction from the emptiness of his bedroom at first; the room would always feel too quiet to Haruka after Rin’s eventual return to the Samezuka dormitory. Ever since they’d started tentatively dating Rin had made an effort to stay over at Haruka’s more often, but eventually he would have to return to the homework he’d left behind… along with his own bunk bed (and his real room mate) at the dorms. Considering how hard he’d fought to keep Rin at arm’s length when they’d first met, it was a little unsettling how quickly Haruka had gotten used to his constant presence these days; in his heart and in his home. Haruka’s first thought upon seeing the forgotten jacket had been to look around for his phone; surely Rin would have a few spares waiting for him at school, but he might like to know he’d simply left one at Haruka’s before he wrote it off as lost for good.
So why was Haruka closing the curtains of his bedroom window? Why hadn’t he gone down to fetch his phone like he should have? Why was he currently trying to will his heartbeat back into a normal rhythm and simultaneously ignore the embarrassing problem growing ever more persistent in the striped boxer-shorts he’d only just put on after a nice long soak in the tub? This was such a bad idea. If only the jacket hadn’t still smelled of Rin; of Rin’s soap… and Rin’s skin and even Rin’s impossibly soft hair at the nape of his neck, Haruka would’ve been fine. He really had just wanted to try it on to see how it’d look on him. Rin was always saying the black fabric suit Haruka’s dark hair…
He could feel his cheeks heating up at the mere thought of Rin’s words. What would Rin say if he knew just wearing the other’s jacket was making Haruka feel this way? He probably wouldn’t mind, would he…? Rin had never teased him about those things before. But that didn’t mean there wasn’t some kind of invisible line Haruka might cross any day now. Except… Rin didn’t have to know, did he? Haruka was already too far gone to stop now. The cold touch of metal where the open zipper touched his skin just felt so good. He’d just make sure to throw the jacket into the wash the minute he was done, fry up some mackerel for lunch and put the whole incident behind him. Rin would never find out.
Slowly, Haruka unclenched the hands he’d unconsciously clenched on top of his knees and slid them hesitantly towards his crotch. Even just the feel of his fingers sliding over the heated skin of his thighs was making his toes curl. After taking an embarrassingly shaky breath, he firmly took himself in one hand while the other slid down even further to lightly trace the skin of his balls. He tried not to think of anything in particular while he stroked himself, but it was impossible to block out the scent of Rin’s jacket completely.
It surrounded him, made him dizzy and light-headed and even caused flashes of Rin’s smiling face to appear before his eyelids. Haruka tried to squeeze his eyes shut harder to remove the image of Rin leaning in to kiss him from his mind. He fruitlessly tried to grunt out a breath in order to block out the memory of Rin’s needy moans, making a last ditch effort to chase the treacherous thoughts away, but he was fighting a losing battle and he knew it. Before he he could help himself, he was already imagining Rin enthusiastically going down on him; the bite of the zipper sliding across a nipple turned into Rin’s nipping teeth, and the thumb circling the head of his cock and teasing the sensitive slit there became Rin’s soft lips and tongue. His own breathing was way too loud in his ears.
Before Haruka could remind himself to make it last and force himself to slow down, his foot jerked and the hand that had been lazily squeezing his balls moved to desperately clutch at the pillow he’d nearly shoved off of the bed completely in his daze. He tried to bite back most of the sounds he was making, but a stubborn moan escaped his lips. “R-Rin…!” Haruka came in hot short spurts all over his quivering stomach before he fully realised what was happening, his right leg sliding off the mattress entirely and his head hitting the wall behind him. He didn’t even feel the bump forming on the back of his skull, he was far too busy trying to catch his breath. Thoughts of Rin filled his head until there was nothing else in there for a few absolutely blissful moments.
"Fuck…" He manoeuvred himself into an awkward sprawl across the width of his bed, keeping his eyes closed to block out reality just a little while longer. Later, he’d need to put Rin’s jacket in the laundry and clean himself up with a wash cloth before things got uncomfortable… but right now he just wanted to listen to the sound of his own heartbeat rushing in his ears and imagine the touch of Rin’s lips pressed softly against his own while their breaths mingled.
"H-hey, Haru…. Jeez. Are you ever going to open your eyes…? I came to pick up my jacket. Maybe you should just keep that one."

*HEAVYBREATHING*
Everyone read this!

And then go tell her to write more because I NEED MORE FICS BY LIN

sexuallyfrustratedshark:

matsuoka-lin:

sexuallyfrustratedshark:

Rin forgets his jacket at Haru’s and… Erm.

Haruka… Water u doin.

(#ಠ д ಠ#);;

Someone please write this lmao plz

He’d only meant to try it on.  Just to see how it would fit on his own, slightly smaller frame and feel the fabric cling to his bare shoulders. He hadn’t meant for it to turn out like this.

Hadn’t he? Haruka couldn’t tell any more. He hadn’t exactly thought this through. He’d found Rin’s Samezuka jacket abandoned on the end of his bed, the black nylon a stark contrast to the white cotton of his sheets. It had originally been a welcome distraction from the emptiness of his bedroom at first; the room would always feel too quiet to Haruka after Rin’s eventual return to the Samezuka dormitory. Ever since they’d started tentatively dating Rin had made an effort to stay over at Haruka’s more often, but eventually he would have to return to the homework he’d left behind… along with his own bunk bed (and his real room mate) at the dorms. Considering how hard he’d fought to keep Rin at arm’s length when they’d first met, it was a little unsettling how quickly Haruka had gotten used to his constant presence these days; in his heart and in his home. Haruka’s first thought upon seeing the forgotten jacket had been to look around for his phone; surely Rin would have a few spares waiting for him at school, but he might like to know he’d simply left one at Haruka’s before he wrote it off as lost for good.

So why was Haruka closing the curtains of his bedroom window? Why hadn’t he gone down to fetch his phone like he should have? Why was he currently trying to will his heartbeat back into a normal rhythm and simultaneously ignore the embarrassing problem growing ever more persistent in the striped boxer-shorts he’d only just put on after a nice long soak in the tub? This was such a bad idea. If only the jacket hadn’t still smelled of Rin; of Rin’s soap… and Rin’s skin and even Rin’s impossibly soft hair at the nape of his neck, Haruka would’ve been fine. He really had just wanted to try it on to see how it’d look on him. Rin was always saying the black fabric suit Haruka’s dark hair…

He could feel his cheeks heating up at the mere thought of Rin’s words. What would Rin say if he knew just wearing the other’s jacket was making Haruka feel this way? He probably wouldn’t mind, would he…? Rin had never teased him about those things before. But that didn’t mean there wasn’t some kind of invisible line Haruka might cross any day now. Except… Rin didn’t have to know, did he? Haruka was already too far gone to stop now. The cold touch of metal where the open zipper touched his skin just felt so good. He’d just make sure to throw the jacket into the wash the minute he was done, fry up some mackerel for lunch and put the whole incident behind him. Rin would never find out.

Slowly, Haruka unclenched the hands he’d unconsciously clenched on top of his knees and slid them hesitantly towards his crotch. Even just the feel of his fingers sliding over the heated skin of his thighs was making his toes curl. After taking an embarrassingly shaky breath, he firmly took himself in one hand while the other slid down even further to lightly trace the skin of his balls. He tried not to think of anything in particular while he stroked himself, but it was impossible to block out the scent of Rin’s jacket completely.

It surrounded him, made him dizzy and light-headed and even caused flashes of Rin’s smiling face to appear before his eyelids. Haruka tried to squeeze his eyes shut harder to remove the image of Rin leaning in to kiss him from his mind. He fruitlessly tried to grunt out a breath in order to block out the memory of Rin’s needy moans, making a last ditch effort to chase the treacherous thoughts away, but he was fighting a losing battle and he knew it. Before he he could help himself, he was already imagining Rin enthusiastically going down on him; the bite of the zipper sliding across a nipple turned into Rin’s nipping teeth, and the thumb circling the head of his cock and teasing the sensitive slit there became Rin’s soft lips and tongue. His own breathing was way too loud in his ears.

Before Haruka could remind himself to make it last and force himself to slow down, his foot jerked and the hand that had been lazily squeezing his balls moved to desperately clutch at the pillow he’d nearly shoved off of the bed completely in his daze. He tried to bite back most of the sounds he was making, but a stubborn moan escaped his lips. “R-Rin…!” Haruka came in hot short spurts all over his quivering stomach before he fully realised what was happening, his right leg sliding off the mattress entirely and his head hitting the wall behind him. He didn’t even feel the bump forming on the back of his skull, he was far too busy trying to catch his breath. Thoughts of Rin filled his head until there was nothing else in there for a few absolutely blissful moments.

"Fuck…" He manoeuvred himself into an awkward sprawl across the width of his bed, keeping his eyes closed to block out reality just a little while longer. Later, he’d need to put Rin’s jacket in the laundry and clean himself up with a wash cloth before things got uncomfortable… but right now he just wanted to listen to the sound of his own heartbeat rushing in his ears and imagine the touch of Rin’s lips pressed softly against his own while their breaths mingled.

"H-hey, Haru…. Jeez. Are you ever going to open your eyes…? I came to pick up my jacket. Maybe you should just keep that one."

*HEAVYBREATHING*

Everyone read this!

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And then go tell her to write more because I NEED MORE FICS BY LIN

Noiz's husky voice


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kouhakuu:

>WARNING! NOSEBLEED & EARGASM MIGHT ENSUE<
Translation:

"I missed you too"

"I haven’t been with anyone but you either"

"I want you. Only you.."

"I wanted to hold you like this for so long"

"I’ve been dying to kiss you"

"Are you embarrassed? Your ears are red"

"My, look what a mess you’re making on this glass. What are you going to do? It’s so filthy.."

"You’re pumping out so much, but are you doing alright?"

"If you don’t tell me clearly, I won’t know what you want"

"Is this how you like it?"

"You must really be enjoying it. You’re so tight inside"

"Loosen up a little"

"I wanna come together so wait for me…and I wanna see your face when you come"

splitdicks:

you can pinpoint the exact moment his heart shatters into pieces lmao

SORRY MIZUKI

splitdicks:

reposts in GLORIOUS DETAIL on here instead of the college au blog hhahaha… haha….. ha………………

based on this conversation i had with my buddy frosty :’)

sexuallyfrustratedshark:

First fanart of 2014!

…..

…I’m so sorry.

wangwatch:

I dunno… I ship them a lot okay

wangwatch:

I dunno… I ship them a lot okay




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yataoi:

your-reply:

aoba saying 「気持ちい?」with koujaku’s dick in his mouth.mp3

気持ちい? —->  ”does it feel good?”