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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Hikaru_no_Go
  Relationship:
      Kaga_Tetsuo/Tsutsui_Kimihiro
  Character:
      Kaga_Tetsuo, Tsutsui_Kimihiro
  Additional Tags:
      Drabble
  Collections:
      Go_Go_Igo!_Chat-inspired_Fic
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-08-20 Words: 372
****** Mirror ******
by mmmdraco
Summary
     There are two ways to view the image.
Tsutsui's eyes were shut tight as he leaned back against Kaga's chest and
lowered himself onto the other boy's cock. His hips canted back upward for a
moment, but he settled again and just sat with Kaga buried deep within him
because he knows Kaga likes that. He feet Kaga's hands roaming up his abdomen
and ghosting past his nipples and then straightened his neck so his head faced
front. "Look."
With a little shake of his head, constrained as it was by Kaga's hands, Tsutsui
muttered, "No, I can't."
Then his glasses were slid off and Tsutsui opened his eyes as he reached for
them and couldn't help look at what he'd been trying to keep from even seeing.
That large mirror that Kaga had dragged to his apartment and set up at an angle
against the wall... Tsutsui could see them reflected blurrily in the surface
and his eyes squinted to try to further make out the exact lines that made up
the picture.
It... was beautiful. He couldn't tear his eyes away now like it was an
Impressionist painting on display for his eyes only. When Kaga gripped his hips
and pulled him down even further to grind into him, Tsutsui groaned and watched
as his blurred reflection did the same. While he would normally be an active
participant already, the mirror had all of his attention, but Kaga was
certainly making up for it.
When Tsutsui came, his eyes were glued to the mirror to see the face he was
making and the way Kaga's hands clutched his thighs. Kaga came into him a
moment later and Tsutsui sighed warmly as the frenetic pace they'd built slowed
to a pair of fluttering heartbeats. Tsutsui's glasses were slid back on him and
he inhaled sharply as he looked to the mirror again. With his glasses on, the
debauchery became clear. The scratches and hickeys and the streaks of come and
the way that his ass looked stretched around Kaga's cock... He preferred the
artistry of the blurred visage, but there was something about the reality that
nothing else could touch. He and Kaga would never be a beautiful picture, but
it didn't keep them from being a perfect one.
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