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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      ミカグラ学園組曲_|_Mikagura_School_Suite_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Ninomiya_Shigure/Kyoma_Kuzuryu
  Character:
      Ninomiya_Shigure, Kyoma_Kuzuryu
  Additional Tags:
      Masturbation, Oral_Sex, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-07-10 Words: 2182
****** it's fine, i like it rough ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Shigure is romantically, sexually frustrated and just plain old
     frustrated as a result. Since he's not getting anywhere with the
     first one, he might as well help himself out with the second one.
          It was completely and utterly embarrassing how easily that
          particular scenario had become substituted into Kyoma and
          of
          course, himself. Being shoved against a wall by Kyoma, so
          all Shigure could do was look at him, Kyoma being
          possessive of him…
          Being teased by Kyoma, his long fingers fingering Shigure
          open and alwaysjust missing his prostate, being pushed into
          almost orgasm and coming back down again until he was
          wrecked, a helpless mess begging Kyoma to let him come,
          just let him come, being fucked by Kyoma, pushed onto the
          bed and being dominated, Kyoma’s dick inside of him
          thrusting into him hard and fast, being so far gone he
          didn’t care who heard his moans and ah—Kyoma moaning too,
          flushed and turned on, losing control because of him—
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Shigure is not famed for his bad ideas. (That would be Eruna-chan, as much as
he loves her.) He’s the cool, dependable upperclassman of the school, #1 mcee
and president of the Manga Research Society. None of these titles scream “BAD
IDEA”.
So right now, his hand slipping down his pants directly contradicts every title
he’s ever held, apart from Eruna’s protests of “gross” and “perverted”.
He’s aware he’s disgusting, pants unbuttoned and one hand taking hold of his
cock. There’s a lot of pent-up romantic, sexual and just plain old
frustration thinking about Kyoma, his friend, pretty blonde with paint-streaked
everything–somewhere in the recesses of his mind he wonders what about come-
streaked everything, blinking to get rid of Shigure’s come all over his face,
and he knocks his free fist against his head to make him stop thinking about
it.
Oops, too late. A spike of hot arousal shoots through his gut at the thought,
and Shigure considers going to church and begging for forgiveness at the feet
of any statue he sees.
It’s kind of embarrassing how he got like this, actually.He’d been reading a
R18 manga (look, he’s president of the Manga Research Society…oh, who the fuck
is he kidding) and the main character had been pushed against a wall and played
with until he was begging to be fucked hard, so hard that he couldn’t sit down
without being reminded of this…
It was completely and utterly embarrassing how easily that particular scenario
had become substituted into Kyoma and of course, himself. Being shoved against
a wall by Kyoma, so all Shigure could do was look at him, Kyoma being
possessive of him…
Being teased by Kyoma, his long fingers fingering Shigure open and always just
missing his prostate, being pushed into almost orgasm and coming back down
again until he was wrecked, a helpless mess begging Kyoma to let him come, just
let him come, being fucked by Kyoma, pushed onto the bed and being dominated,
Kyoma’s dick inside of him thrusting into him hard and fast, being so far gone
he didn’t care who heard his moans and ah—Kyoma moaning too, flushed and turned
on, losing control because of him—
Shigure’s hand around his cock rapidly moves up and down, pumping himself
faster as his mind fills with lewd images of himself and his best friend, for
fuck’s sake, but he’s too far gone to care right now, honestly, it feels so
good—he lets out small moans, trying to contain himself so nobody hears him,
but doesn’t stop himself when he whines one after one needy Kyoma, just to hear
what it sounds like—
What would it sound like if Kyoma was fucking him into the mattress, muffled by
the sheets? Would he scream it, if Kyoma was fucking him hard and rough? What
would his name sound like in Kyoma’s voice, rough and out of breath because of
him, what would Kyoma’s dick feel like in his mouth? Kyoma’s hands digging into
Shigure’s hips as he thrusts into him, again and again, until both of them were
completely spent—
His thumb slides over his slit, another jolt of arousal fires through him—would
Kyoma do that? Know all the spots that make him moan and pant, play with him
relentlessly until there’re tears shining in his eyes from overstimulation,
fuck, fuck that’d be so good, fuck, Kyoma—
He comes with one hand clamping over his mouth and biting his own lip to muffle
the cry, losing awareness of everything but that high.
Shigure looks at the come on his hand and his pants and considers that he is a
dirty, despicable person (it’s an undisputable fact).
===============================================================================
 
Shigure’s surprised.
He’s never considered himself particularly good at reading people, but he’s
never thought that he would misjudge his best friend so badly.
Kyoma is blushing, but not flushed from any wild sex they’ve been having.
(Although Shigure wouldn’t trade this moment for anything, he still wishes that
were true.)
“Aah—you’re…you’re okay with this, right?”
“Kyoma, I’ve been waiting for this moment for months.” Shigure manages a smile,
but honestly, he’s about to start screaming (not in ecstasy, but in
frustration), if Kyoma doesn’t let him blow him soon. “It’s really cute that
the tough senpai Kyoma Kuzuryu everyone looks up to is so considerate, but—”
“Don’t call me weird things! I’m not a girl—ahhhh—!!”
Shigure promptly shuts him up by taking the tip of Kyoma’s dick into his mouth,
the rest of his sentence cut off.
Kyoma’s hips jerk off the bed and Shigure’s mouth leaves his dick instantly
(even though he wants a cock—Kyoma’s cock, honestly—to fill his mouth and hit
the back of his throat, natural instincts is still instincts). Kyoma looks even
more embarrassed, his head turning to the side and the back of his hand coming
up to cover his mouth. Shigure reaches up to bat his hand away.
“I want to see you,” he says. It’s one of the most goddamn sincere things he’s
ever said, and he tries to get that past as well as he can.
It seems it works, because Kyoma hesitantly lowers his hand to grasp onto the
bedsheets, though his face is still a very cute shade of pink.
“Besides,” Shigure says, grinning as he goes back to his original position, “it
means you like what I’m doing, right?”
“S-shut up.”
“Kyoma, you’re still like that,” he mock-sighs as he puts his hands on Kyoma’s
hips to hopefully keep them down a little. “You can speak your true feelings,
you know?”
“Of course I know—hhh—Shigure—!”
Well, that’s mission one completed. Shit, his name sounds a lot better in
Kyoma’s voice that he expected. Shigure’s dick gets harder, if that’s even
possible. The idea of just getting off to Kyoma as he is right now is tempting
and very plausible, but Shigure definitely wants to go farther with this.
“You…you’re doing that again?!” Kyoma sounds indignant, but the fact that he’s
out of breath from Shigure sucking his dick kind of ruins any intimidation he’s
got going on. It’s been a long time since Shigure was intimidated by him,
anyway. His best friend’s just a giant dork.
Shigure gives him a wink before he does a little experiment. See, his thumb
over his own slit’s always felt really good, so—
Kyoma lets out something that sounds like a sob when Shigure’s tongue digs into
the slit of his dick. Shigure mentally compliments himself.
“S-Shigure…”
Shigure wouldgrin proudly, but his jaw’s kind of aching a little right now. He
still wouldn’t stop this for the world, though. He’s pined long enough, and he
never thought he’d get to do this. Damn right he’s going to savour every second
of this, from the way Kyoma’s face is flushed, the red going down to his neck
(aw, that’s very cute. Shigure’s going to have to see where that blush ends
someday, preferably while Kyoma’s moaning because of Shigure’s mouth on his
nipples), to the way his hands are fisted into the sheets so tightly the
knuckles are turning white.
Speaking of which.
“Hey,” Shigure says.
“Y-yeah?” It’s amazing how Kyoma manages to answer civilly, though his eyebrows
are knitted together in a frowny face, clearly going don’t fuckin’ stop,
please, Ineedto come. Adorable.
“Put your hands into my hair.”
“Huh?!” Kyoma sounds outright shocked. Wait, yeah, normally people don’t read
copious amounts of BL doujinshi. (Shigure has a problem and he admits it.)
“I want to feel for myself how good I’m making you feel.”
“I—I’m pulling really hard at the sheets though, I don’t want to hurt you—”
“It’s fine, I like it rough,” Shigure tells him cheerfully, and moves his hand
into his hair. “I’m really moved that you care, though.”
“Idiot, why wouldn’t I care? We’re friends, aren’t we? And—you’re doing this to
me, r-right?”
“Aw, I didn’t know you felt that way, Kyoma.”
“S-see? I can speak…my feelings ‘n’ shit…”
Shigure grins and rewards his friend with another suck on the tip.
The next thing Shigure thinks is fuck, telling him to pull my hair was
areallygood idea because it hurts, fuck, but pair that with Kyoma’s moans, one
after another, Shigure’s really glad that Kyoma likes this. And, to be
perfectly honest, his dick’s so hard from this that it’s starting to hurt, but
he can’t do anything, what with his hands stopping him from getting choked.
It’s kind of funny how he set out to be dominated by Kyoma and ended up with a
blushing virgin, but hey. He’s not complaining.
His jaw’s really starting to ache, so Shigure pulls off with a little pop of
his lips and licks, instead. He drags his tongue along the expanse of Kyoma’s
dick, licking messily around the shaft and, of course (it’s kind of his
favourite move now, what with how much Kyoma reacts every time) digging his
tongue into the slit. Kyoma’s hips buck up again and again, his hand pulls at
Shigure’s hair almost desperately, the moans spilling out of his mouth melt
into one another, noises Shigure really likes paired with his name, and it’s
not long before Kyoma gasps, “Gonna—”
Normally people don’t read copious amounts of BL doujinshi, but after knowing
what people in there usually do, there’s no way Shigure’s just gonna move out
of the way for this. That’d be like backing down from a challenge. (He kind of
wants to tease Kyoma until the end, honestly. And he can’t deny that he does
want to swallow. Because he’s a gross pervert. This is an established fact.)
So defiantly, Shigure wraps his lips around Kyoma’s dick again and that’s the
final straw—Kyoma comes muffled behind his hand, something between a moan and a
strangled cry of his name, and holy shit Shigure’s mouth is flooded.
Shigure pulls away again—his mouth is flooded and the stuff’s even dribbling
out at the sides. Honestly, it doesn’t taste that good, he notes as he gulps it
down and wipes the rest away with the back of his hand. Kyoma’s looking down at
him like he just saw the face of God, which is kind of ironic considering they
should probably go to church for this.
“Good?”
“You…that was amazing. Really amazing.”
“Mm, I’m glad.”
The conversation lulls for a moment, but that’s mainly because Shigure can’t
really focus on anything except how much his dick’s aching right now. He
really, really wants to come, and he really wants Kyoma to do something about
it, but he’s not about to force his friend to do it while he’s in that sleepy
post-orgasm state. He’s just trying to figure out how to get out of this
delicately and then get himself off hard and raw…somewhere that isn’t the
communal bathrooms when Kyoma blinks once, twice, and catches sight of his
dick.
“Hey, uh…”
“It’s fine, I’ll take care of it.”
“It’s not fair though, you just did…t-that for me and…”
“It’s fine, you can just go to sleep.”
Kyoma gives him another Look and blinks hard, probably trying to wake himself
up.
“Come over here.”
Kyoma’s hand closes around Shigure’s dick.
Everything short-circuits for a second.
Kyoma jerks him hard and fast, and Shigure actually has no awareness of
anything but how good it feels, how hot Kyoma’s fist is, how the inside of his
palm is rough, but rapidly becoming slicker because of how much he’s leaking,
probably right onto the sheets—he has no idea how much he’s moaning, but it’s
probably a lot since his mouth is open; dimly he hears something that sounds
like his own voice gasping Kyoma and moaning over and over again, until Kyoma
says, “Fuck, you look so good like this, Shigure,” and he comes all over
Kyoma’s hand.
When his vision’s returned from going completely white, a haze of sleepiness
washes over him, but the first thing he notices is Kyoma still staring at him
like he’s seen something amazing.
“Hey, c’mere.”
“Hmm—?”
Kyoma leans in just as he’s moving his head, and kisses him.
“Thanks, Hero Time. We should do that again. It was really good.”
“Mmm,” Shigure agrees happily.
“Now let’s sleep.”
“…We have to clean up.”
“Nah, it’s fine. We can do that when we wake up.”
“How can you sleep in something so gross?!”
“It’s fine, Ninomiya. C’mon, haven’t you ever tried falling asleep in your own
stuff before?”
“No!”
“Hm, you’re neat, then.” Kyoma yawns. “C’mon, let’s sleep together.” He gives
Shigure a sleepy grin (so he did do that innuendo on purpose), and tugs him
down to the bed.
Kyoma Kuzuryu is not good for his health at all, it seems, because Shigure’s
heart skips a beat, and they end up actually sleeping together anyway.
Shigure wakes up first, and his heart definitely doesn’t miss more beats when
he realizes that Kyoma’s arms are around him unconsciously, holding him tight.
~& end fuck my life &~
End Notes
     I'm going to hell. I know.
     Shoutout to the_cutest_Satan for listening to my woes. Included is my
     personal favourite message of what i sent her while Googling "how to
     write a blowjob".
     "And it's like, 'holding eye contact is also another way to make a
     sweeter kind of blowjob scene.' I have your dick in my mouth. You
     know what would make this a lot better? Looking at you in the eye,
     while I have your dick in my mouth."
      
     I_am_not_lying.
      
     This fic can take away my dignity, my self-respect, but it can't take
     away my headcannon that Shigure is a kinky motherfucker and Kyoma's
     super vanilla. Like, the romantic, tells you a million times if you
     don't want this he'll stop right away and goes slow and sweet and
     savours everything. Meanwhile, his boyfriend wants to be tied up and
     teased until he cries and fucked until he can't walk without his ass
     hurting for a week.
     You also can't tell me that Kyoma hasn't fallen asleep in his own
     spunk before. The guy has paint smears all over his uniform and face,
     what makes you think he would be a neat person when left to his own
     devices. Shigure, on the other hand, probably hasn't earned that
     "reliable upperclassman" title for nothing.
     Also, what Shigure was about to say in "It’s really cute that the
     tough senpai Kyoma Kuzuryu everyone looks up to is so considerate,
     but—" is actually "but let me blow you before my boner dies, please."
     Just. Lettin' you guys know.
     This is my first time writing porn with two people and my first time
     writing masturbation that's over 300 words and has the word "come" in
     it. The first time was TsukiKage and was mostly about Tsukishima
     being in denial but also wanting to fuck Kageyama's pretty face. It
     has long since been lost since my computer was wiped.
     I swear I did this for the rarepair. I'm sorry. ShiguKyo is what
     makes my heart beat lately.
     "Is this pre-Mikagura or post-transferring into Mikagura?" you might
     ask. It works both ways, but personally I was thinking post-
     transferring! So you can imagine all your Mikagura faves innocently
     sitting in their dorms when they hear some weird shit going down.
     Thankfully, Shigure locked the door.
     2K words of porn, and the thing that fucked me up the most were the
     post-orgasm cuddles. Please just leave me here to cry. Please imagine
     Kyoma being a blushy nerd who's disarmingly sincere at times. For
     Shigure, whose song has the lines "this typical act of putting on a
     brave front has already become a reflex / this forced character of
     mine has already become normal to others", it must be something
     incredibly dear to him.
     I can't believe this is the first ShiguKyo thing on this website. I
     hope fellow ShiguKyo shippers like this, and I am sincerely sorry if
     I made your faves incredibly ooc.
     I will admit the original plot of this fic was actually "Shigure
     thinkin' about being dominated, ends up dominating."
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