Fruits Basket
Little Black Dress(s)
***Mikey***
”Come on Mikey, we never hang out anymore. I know you work, but you use to come and spend time with us.”
”Yes, and now you are very secretive and spend time with The Prince and The Angry one."
Mikey looked up from his lunch when Zack said this. Tommy was staring at him too. Mikey swallowed hard and felt the rice clump in the back of his throat
”I-I-I don’t hang around with them, th-that much.”
”Oh Mikey, we know you do and we just wondered what was going on?”
”Plus their auras all over you all the time.”
”What!?”
”Mikey something is going on with you and you are not telling us. We are supposed to be your best friends.”
”Alright guys, the truth is…,”
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”You did what?!”
”I-I-I-I told Tommy and Zack that I was living with you guys.”
Brendon, Gerard, and Frank all sat around the table staring at Mikey. Mikey looked down at his food and felt the crimson rise up on his skin. He felt horrible suddenly. Maybe he made a mistake. Maybe they would hate him now.
”So, what did they say?”
Mikey looked up to see Gerard looking at him with concern. He looked back down again when he answered.
”Well, they were angry that I did not tell them about Grandpa and living in a tent, but they were happy that I had found a better place to stay temporarily.”
”And how did this turn into…”
”A play date?”
”Well sort of, I just, well I kind of said…”
Mikey was looking at Brendon and trying to explain the conversation he had with Tommy and Zack at lunch. He decided to come clean and explain why they could not walk him home from school anymore on his day’s off.
”So it’s settled then, we will come over and make sure that you are alright and being taken care of.”
”What?”
”Yes Tommy, I agree oh and Mikey make sure you have plenty of snacks.”
”Oh, we should stay the night too!”
”Wonderful, then Mikey can cook for us too, I miss his cooking.”
”So what say you?”
”Well, I think that it is sweet that your friends have such concern for you, so I am fine with it…as long as our secret remains one.”
”Oh no Brendon, I would never tell that to anyone!”
”Good, so tell your friends that they may come over.”
Mikey jumped up and tackled Brendon.
”Thank you, thank you so much Bren! I will go call them right now!”
Mikey kissed Brendon sloppily and then ran up to his room. Brendon recovered from being knocked down and touched his lips. He heard growling on either side of him and saw both Gerard and Frank looking down at him.
”Uh…hi guys?”
*crack*
Gerard and Frank both walked out of the room flexing their hands and Brendon just stared at the ceiling feeling his face welling up from the dual punches that both boys gave him. He smiled and laughed and deferred the pain by thinking about the kiss instead.
”Things are getting interesting now.”
***Frank***
”Stupid fucking mutt.”
Frank sat upon the roof as he looked out at the moon. He remembered how it looked when he was in the mountains training with his sensei. Out in the open fields with the stars above him. He felt real freedom. He forgot all about the curse and that fucking Rat, he was at peace. Frank wished he was back there again, and would have run away by now except for…
”Mikey…”
Frank let his name slip out. He liked the way it felt on his lips and in his chest. Mikey did not judge them, in fact he almost revered them. It was strange to not be shunned, especially him. Frank lay back and placed his arms under his head. He laced his fingers together and closed his eyes. He sighed. If only he could believe.
”Frankie?”
Frank opened one eye and saw Mikey climbing the ladder. He was doing so one handed because he had something in his hand. Mikey carefully made his way across the roof taking small light steps and keeping his balance. He stopped at Frank and knelled down. Frank sat up on his elbows and saw that Mikey had a plate of onigiri.
”I just wanted to make up for breakfast the other day.”
”Thanks, but you didn’t need to do that.”
”I wanted to.”
Frank took one of the onigiri and took a bite. It was moist, but not sticky. It stayed together with help of the nori and Frank smiled when he found the small bit of chopped tuna in the middle. Mikey smiled back at him and then looked out at the stars and sighed.
”You know when I was younger, I did not have many friends. I was different in how I acted and kids just thought I was weird. One day in school the teacher left us to play a game on our own. We played Fruit Basket. Everyone was given a fruit and then when your fruit was called you got out of the seat and ran into the middle to play with the other kids. The boy in charge of giving out the names gave me onigiri. Apparently it was a cruel joke, but at the time I was happy because I really liked them. The whole time I was waiting for onigiri to be called and it did not happen. Then the teacher returned and the game was over. Back then I was too young to realize that I was being shunned, but now that I think back to it, I should have known better. A rice ball has no place in a fruit basket.”
Frank looked at Mikey as he had changed positions and was now hugging his knees to his chest. Mikey looked up at him and gave one of his simple smiles. Frank’s heart was aching for the pain he knew Mikey was feeling. Mikey began to get up and Frank reached out and touched his arm.
”Please stay.”
Mikey smiled at Frank and sat back down. Frank pulled him into his chest and Mikey lay his head down on his lap. Frank ran his fingers through Mikey’s hair petting him lightly. He listened to Mikey sigh in contentment.
”Thank you for listening to me.”
”Anytime Angel, anytime.”
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***Brendon***
”High school boys are coming over; high school boys are coming over.”
Brendon was cleaning the table off singing to himself softly.
”You’re a fucking pedophile you know that?”
Brendon looked up to see Frank scowling at him from the corner of the room where he was sitting.
”Why, just because I am excited to meet Mikey’s friends? I am always excited to meet new people, especially young ones who…”
”Are a juvenile delinquent and a psychic.”
Brendon looked over at Gerard and raised an eyebrow. Gerard nodded and Brendon let out a sigh.
”I knew it was too good to be true.”
”What is too good to be true?”
All three boys looked over at the kitchen door, where Mikey had just emerged from. He was wearing a pair of short gym style shorts and a tee shirt. An apron covered the outfit so well, that from the front it looked like he was only wearing the apron. Brendon let his mind wander for a moment before he felt a slap to the back of his head. He rubbed it lightly and looked up to see Gerard giving him a stern look. He shrugged and went back to cleaning the table.
”So dinner will not be ready for a few hours, but I still need to go shopping for some ingredients.”
”I will go with you Michael.”
”Thanks Gee, I will go get ready.”
All eyes were on Mikey as he took off the apron and his shorts were revealed. He put the apron back into the kitchen and headed up the stairs. Brendon watched him going and envied his youth and vitality. Not that Brendon was much older than the boys, but still when he was around Gerard and Frank and their constant fighting he felt like an old man trying to keep them at bay, but Mikey, Mikey reminded him of a simpler time in his life when he, Adam, and Bob use to cause trouble unbecoming of the family. They did not give a fuck though; they had no responsibilities yet and could just be care free. Now though, he is anchored to the house and the responsibility of the two now three boys who live there.
Brendon’s thoughts were interrupted by Mikey emerging from the stairs. He had on a light colored pair of jeans and button down shirt that was open at the top to show off a pendent. He jumped off the last step and giggled when Frank caught him. He hugged him warmly and then let go to take Gerard’s hand.
”We will be back shortly.”
”All right you two, have fun and Frank and I will hold down the fort.”
”I ain’t holdin down shit with you mutt!”
Brendon shook his head as Frank stomped up the stairs. Probably heading for the roof again. He heard Mikey giggle and then call his name.
”Hey Bren? Next time you and I should go run errands okay?”
”Sure Mikey , that would be nice.”
Mike smiled at Brendon and then left out the door with Gerard. Brendon watched them go and then rose from his seat. He had to get ready for his meeting with his editor. He climbed the stairs and headed to the bathing room to shower.
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***Frank***
”Oh no Gerard, I just couldn’t! You guys have given me so much already and…”
”Michael stop. I know you don’t have much clothing remember, I brought the stuff from your tent.”
”Yeah, but I have more at my grandfather’s.”
”But you have no access to it now so it would not hurt to have more.”
”But, I don’t want you to pay for it, I can do it really I can.”
”Michael, you can barely afford school!”
”So, I don’t want you to be responsible for me Gerard, I can take care of myself!”
”Mikey…”
Mikey turned around as Gerard’s voice softened. Gerard stepped up to him and held him tightly.
”Mikey, let me do this. Let me spoil you a bit please?”
”*sigh* Okay Gee, okay, but can we finish food shopping first?”
Gerard smiled and they moved on down the street. Frank poked his head out of the alley. He watched as Mikey and Gerard headed into the next block crossing the street, before he popped out. He watched as their hands brushed against each other before ending up together. Frank scowled at this.
”Stupid fucking Rat.”
Frank pushed his way into the boutique. He walked past the mens and boys section to the teen area.
”Hello, can I help you with something?”
Frank looked up at very tall woman smiling at him. He ducked his head a bit.
”Um…yeah, I was looking for a dress.”
”Oh, for your girlfriend?”
”Yeah, something like that.”
”Okay, why don’t you follow me. Did you have a color in mind?”
”Yeah, maybe something black.”
”Perfect. Every girl needs a little black dress.”
Frank had to jog to keep up with the tall woman’s long strides as she continued to ask him questions about Mikey.
” Do you know what size she is?”
Frank was gesturing up and down for Mikey’s height. The woman seemed amused with this.
”Okay so she’s tall and thin?”
”Well not thin thin, but he,she has hips and…”
Frank was stammering now and feeling really stupid. He was about to just say fuck it, when the woman reached out and touched in shoulder lightly. Frank looked up and saw something in her eyes.
”I think I get it, relax sweetie, I do understand.”
Frank followed the woman feeling a little more comfortable. This time it was his turn to smile up at her. They stopped at a rack of dresses that had all kinds of styles and was broken into sections of colors. The woman went to the section that had black dresses and started to pull out a form fitting dress. It was designed to display the hips of the wearer.
”Hmmm, clingy?”
Frank ducked his head a little imagining Mikey in a tight black number. He felt his jeans tighten a bit and hoped to the Gods that he was not going to tent in the middle of the fucking teen section.
”No, he’s sweet, um…yeah he is uh…sexy, butnotlikethat.”
Frank blushed as the woman chuckled a little.
”Okay so something flowy then.”
She pulled out a few styles and Frank nodded or shrugged at each one. He eventually picked out three of them. One strapless with a waffle style pattern across the chest, one with wide bands that had beads sewn into the skirt part, and finally one with puffy sleeves at the shoulder that was simple, but elegant. All would come to just above the knee for him. The woman gathered the clothing up and led Frank to register. As they walked, something else caught Frank’s eye. Once he realized what it was, he turned away quickly, but not fast enough that the woman did not see it.
”It’s a pajama set. The top is called a baby doll and it has shorts with it.”
”I-I-I just liked the color.”
”Yes, I can tell that you prefer black. I also think it would be a nice present for him. I could wrap it if you like.”
Frank thought about it and then looked back at the outfit. It was pretty and he bet that Mikey would look good in it.
”Yeah, sure, why not.”
Frank left the boutique with his bag of dresses and his wrapped present. He whistled as he walked down the street. He was feeling pretty good actually. He headed home to beat everyone so that he could hide everything. He took the present and put it in his room and then he went to Mikey’s room to hang up the dresses.
***Gerard***
They arrived home and Mikey quickly put on his apron and headed into the kitchen with their food purchases to finish preparing the rest of dinner.
”I’ll just put the clothing bags in your room, okay Michael?”
”Thank you Gee.”
It had been a fun trip and after they picked up the food, Mikey kept his promise and let Gerard buy him some new outfits. They picked up jeans and shirts and Gerard even tried to convince Mikey to pick up a skirt, but Mikey was too embarrassed to even look at them. Gerard still saw his eyes straying to the racks and sighed. He would get Mikey to buy one at some point. Gerard went upstairs to Mikey’s room and noticed the door was open. He walked in and saw Frank coming out of the walk in closet. He was crumpling a bag in his hands. Frank stopped when he saw him.
”What do you want Rat?”
”I could ask you the same thing? What are you doing in Michael’s room?”
”None of your fucking business!”
Frank headed for the door and pushed past Gerard. A piece of paper fell out of the crumpled bag and Frank froze as Gerard picked it up. He noticed it was from the same boutique he was in, but timed earlier today. He read the purchase and paled a bit. He looked at Frank and Frank scowled at him.
”So Iero, you went shopping today too?”
”Yeah, and what’s it to you Way?”
Gerard walked to the closet and pulled out the dress that had the puffed sleeves that Frank had hung up inside. Frank snatched it from him and hid it behind his back. He was turning red with embarrassment.
”What, I like black and…”
”Frankie, Gee? What are you two doing up here?”
Frank spun around quickly at the sound of Mikey’s voice. Gerard looked up as Mikey stopped in the doorway. Mikey tilted his head and regarded both of them. Mikey walked in and stopped in front of Frank.
”Frankie, what are you hiding?”
”Nothing.”
Frank looked like a kid that had gotten caught doing something wrong. He kept his head down and tucked into his chest. Mikey moved up to him and lifted his chin.
”Show me please?”
Frank swallowed and brought the dress out from behind his back. Mikey looked at it and then took it from him. Gerard watched as his gaze ran over it and a slow smile crept over his face. He then moved behind both boys and shooed them out of his room before closing the door. Frank and Gerard just stood in the hallway not sure what to do. A few minutes later the door opened and both boys were speechless.
”Okay back to cooking.”
Gerard watched with Frank as Mikey turned to walk down the hall and back down the stairs, the fabric of the black sundress lightly brushing against the exposed part of Mikey’s legs. He stopped at the top of the stairs and gave a shy smile.
”Are you boys coming?”
Both boys quickly made their way to the stairs and descended after Mikey not being able to take their eyes off him. Mikey hit the bottom of the stairs just as the door opened and Brendon walked in dressed in a suit.
”Wow Bren, what’s the occasion?”
”Hey Mikey, just got back from a meeting with my editor.”
”Editor? You’re a writer?”
”Yeah.”
”Please tell me more!”
Mikey forgot that they were behind him as he reached out and took Brendon’s coat and led him into the living room hanging on his every word. Gerard looked up at Frank and Frank rolled his eyes.
”I’m fucking out of here.”
Frank stalked out the door slamming it. Gerard shrugged and headed into the living room to join the two at the table.
***Brendon***
”So you write these great novels, but then balance it out with trashy romance?”
”Yeah, something like that.”
”Wow, that sounds so cool!”
Gerard rolled his eyes for the third time that Brendon counted. He was pretty much invisible to Mikey at the moment as Mikey hung on Brendon’s every word. Brendon was actually enjoying the attention. It had been a while since anyone was interested in his art. Mikey was about to ask another question when the timer went off in the kitchen. Mikey excused himself and headed to check the done item.
”You are something, you know that Bren?”
”What? I did nothing!”
”Keep telling yourself that Bren. I’m going to study.”
”You have fun with that Gee.”
Brendon watched as Gerard mounted the stairs and disappeared. He sat there and wondered about what he had said. He was just telling Mikey about his job wasn’t he? I mean he really wasn’t looking for attention, just answering his questions and basking in the glow of his adoring gaze and…oh what? Fuck. Brendon got up and pulled his tie off. He needed to go talk to Mikey and fix this before it got out of hand. Gerard and Frank were one thing, since they were near his age and family, but Brendon was heading to 25 and he was responsible for all three boys, well for now three. Brendon pushed in the kitchen door and saw Mikey standing in front of the stove. He could not help admiring the little black dress that he was wearing. It clung to him in just the right places and….no no no, fuck, he had to focus. Mikey was now stepping back a bit and looking into the oven window. Brendon did not register this completely because at that point Mikey chose to bend over and…were those matching panties? Suddenly a rush of hot air blew him back and Brendon staggered as he hit the floor in a puff of smoke. Mikey turned around quickly and gasped.
”Oh my Gods, Brendon!”
Brendon shook his head a bit dazed. Mikey was on his knees next to him babbling.
”I am so sorry! I had no idea you were behind me, or even in here! Oh shit, your ears and tail!”
Brendon used his muscles to lift his dog ears up and down. He wagged his tail and let out a bark of a laugh.
”Well, it has been a while since this happened to me.”
He looked at Mikey who was on the verge of tears. He reached up and brushed away the first few that fell. The poor kid was feeling so guilty right now. Brendon pushed himself up off the floor and dusted off the back of his pants…which now had a hole in it from his tail, well shit. He turned to leave and felt Mikey grab his arm.
”W-W-Where are you going?”
”Um…to change and well... change?”
”But this was my fault, I should at least help change you back.”
Brendon thought about this. Having a hand job from Mikey sounded better than his own hand, but was it right? I mean yeah he kissed the kid the other day, but it was only a kiss and this is so much more. He wasn’t part of the family so emotions might get involved and…Brendon’s thoughts were interrupted by his back hitting the wall next to the door. Mikey was on his knees opening up his belt and then his pants. This was not what Brendon was expecting, nor was he expecting the feeling of Mikey’s warm mouth as he took Brendon’s cock in.
”Oh ffuuucckkk Mikey.”
Brendon could tell that Mikey was new to this, he was exploring more than doing the actual job…heh heh heh job. This was not a bad thing though because when he did something that Brendon reacted to, he would go back to it before trying out something else. Mikey was a fast learner too. Brendon tried really hard to treat this like he would if Mikey had been part of the family. Just something extra instead of the basic hand job, that’s all, but the swirl of his tongue and the softness of his hands made it difficult indeed. Speaking of his hands, Brendon was bracing them against the wall flat to further remind him that this was a necessity, and not the act of a lover. Therefore he needs to keep his hands from running through the soft, warm, brown…hair on Mikey’s head. However at that moment, Mikey decided to try deep throating and the sensation threw all logic out the window as Brendon shoved both his hands into Mikey’s hair and grabbed a fistful. He felt Mikey still for a moment and then resume taking Brendon all the way in. Brendon was lost in the ecstasy and was not paying attention when Mikey grazed him lightly with his teeth on the pull back and Brendon’s hips snapped forward and choked him. Mikey fell backwards on his ass with his legs awkwardly splayed open revealing that the panties were actually a deep shade of blue, not black, but still enticing. His hair was wrecked by Brendon’s hands and his lips were red and swollen from sucking on his cock. That picture in front of him was enough that Brendon wrapped his fist around his cock and continued to jack off to it till a few minutes later he cried out and started cumming followed by the telltale smoke. He felt warmth again as Mikey had crawled back over and was using his tongue to lap up any cum that did not hit the floor. He sucked each one of Brendon’s fingers into his mouth and cleaned them well. Finally he took the almost too sensitive head back into his mouth and lavished it till Brendon could not take it anymore. The transformation had already reverted, but Mikey did not seem to want to stop. He pushed Brendon back against the wall with force stilling his hips. Brendon was tearing now, but he did nothing to try and stop Mikey. He looked down through the salted liquid and could not believe how good Mikey looked on his knees like that. He watched his cock brushing the inside of Mikey’s cheek and he actually felt himself getting hard again. He also saw that Mikey realized this by the pleased noises he began making. Once he realized this, there seemed to be no stopping him.
”Um Mikey…uh I’m fine now. You can , oh Gods, stop now.”
”*pant* But you got hard again. I’ve never seen that happen before.”
”Yeah, well it does and, fuck that feels so good.”
”So does that mean you could cum again?”
Brendon looked down at Mikey and saw that is curiosity was genuine and that was even more of a turn on. Brendon had never known a creature that exuded so much innocents before. NO one in the family was innocent, even when they were born. Early on they had to learn that only the end of pure physical pleasure would result in them transforming back to human again. Some took it alright, while others rebelled and stayed their anima for so long that they got sick and passed out. Most of the family experienced that young and did not remember it, but Brendon remembered when he was stubborn and had it happen to him.
"Come on Bren, you’re going to get worse if you don’t let him fix it!"
”wheeze* N-N-N-No Bobby, I j-j-just can’t. I would rather die than let him touch me!”
Bob got a look of sadness over his face. He knew what it was like to be manhandled by Ville, but everyone had it happen to them so he did not understand why Brendon was being stubborn. He did not know that Brendon had overheard Ville talking about how much he loved to torture family members and not let them cum for hours. Brendon was damned if he was going to go through that. He watched as Bob squatted down so that he was within distance of Brendon slouched on the chair. He lifted Brendon’s chin and looked into his eyes.
”I love you Brendon and care for you very much, and if you don’t want him to touch you, then let me help you please.”
Before Brendon realized it, Bob was leaning in and kissing him. It was not like the cold unfeeling kisses that Ville forced on him. This one was warm and full of worry and hope. Brendon felt his heart well up inside and tears began to fall from his eyes. His stomach tightened up and he circled his arms around Bob pulling him closer. Bob reciprocated and both boys embraced tightly. Suddenly the puff of smoke appeared and when it cleared Brendon was back to human. Bob pulled back and looked at him. He looked down and saw that Brendon had done nothing with his cock. He brushed lightly at the fabric of his jeans and they were still dry.
”But how did you…I mean you didn’t cum or anything yet you…”
Both boys were equally confused at how the transformation happened. They never heard anything about this before.
”Maybe it’s because you said you loved me?”
”What? But I do love you Bren, I really do!”
”I know, I could feel it in your kiss and…”
”That’s it!”
”What?”
”Love. Love brings that same feeling to our chest that release does and it changed you back.”
”Do you realize what this means?”
Bob got a dark look over his face.
”yeah, it means that we can’t tell ANYONE about this ever!
”But why, now we don’t have to let Ville touch us anymore and..”
”Exactly! If he finds out what we know he will have more power over us than he does now. He already controls so much, I don’t want to give that fucker anymore control!”
Bob started shaking with rage and Brendon reached out and pulled him to his chest again.
”Okay Bobby, okay, we won’t tell anyone else, I promise.”
”Oh Gods, fuck me!!!!!”
Brendon was brought back to his harsh reality by Mikey sucking so hard on him that he lost his balance and fell forward onto the floor and on top of Mikey. He caught himself before he crushed the poor boy flat against the floor. Mikey smirked back up at him.
”See. That’s what you get for going away from me.”
”I wasn’t, I just uh uh uh.”
Brendon was now distracted by the feel of his bare skinned cock brushing against the fabric of Mikey’s panties.
”Um…silk?”
Mikey blushed and shuddered as Brendon pushed against it again. He looked away as his eyes fluttered closed.
”Uh…no just cotton.”
”Hmmm, need to buy you a few silk pairs. Would you like that Mikey?”
”I uh…ah ah ah.”
Now it was Brendon’s turn to make Mikey feel good. With the transformation out of the way, he should not be doing this, but Mikey looked so good writhing beneath him every time he moved that he did not want to stop. Brendon must have found a sensitive spot on his skin because Mikey suddenly cried out as he arched his back and pulled Brendon into a kiss. Even his kiss was filled with innocence, but not his intentions. Mikey wrapped his legs around Brendon and pushed against him with all his strength.
”Oh Gods, please Bren, please I need to…”
”What Mikey, what do you want?”
”Uh uh, ah ah, touch me please!”
With Mikey’s permission, Brendon reached down and brushed his hand against the clothed cock. Mikey arched up again and Brendon smirked.
”So eager aren’t you little girl?”
”Ah yes, yes, please more!”
Brendon snaked a hand inside the flimsy article of clothing and grasped a hold of Mikey. He was warm and dripping with pre cum. He gave a few strokes and watched Mikey as his face contorted and he came apart under him.
”Mmmm, good girl, you gonna cum for me? Gonna ruin your pretty panties or would you rather I took them off you?”
”Ah ah, what, whatever, you want ah.”
”Mmmm, I think you should keep them on. I like the idea of you cumming with them on. Soaking them through with your excitement and..”
”Oh fuck, ah ah ah, I’m gonna…”
Apparently Mikey got really excited when you talked dirty to him because he arched his back one last time and came at that moment. Brendon stroked him through it till he was splayed out on the kitchen floor again breathing heavily. He moved his hand and slowly pulled the now drenched material carefully off Mikey’s legs. He balled them up and slipped them inside him pocket while Mikey was distracted. Brendon looked down at Mikey. His dress was rucked up to his stomach on one side and the other was caught in the crease of his thigh. He had on leg up leaving his completely exposed, but the other was bent in to hide what the first one showed. He reminded Brendon of the heroines of his trashy romance novels. This would make the perfect cover shot. He made a mental note of this to mention to his editor. Mikey started to stir a bit so Brendon pushed himself off the floor and Put himself back together. He reached out and offered a hand to Mikey. Mikey took it and Brendon hoisted him to a standing position.It steadied him and Mikey looked up and smiled. Brendon smiled back and patted him on the head. He then headed out of the kitchen to let Mikey finish dinner. He went upstairs to change himself with his hand tucked in his pocket and several memories tucked in his mind.
This Series is:
Part 6 of MCR Hentai Fan Fic & Part 2 of MCR Anime Fan Fic
”Come on Mikey, we never hang out anymore. I know you work, but you use to come and spend time with us.”
”Yes, and now you are very secretive and spend time with The Prince and The Angry one."
Mikey looked up from his lunch when Zack said this. Tommy was staring at him too. Mikey swallowed hard and felt the rice clump in the back of his throat
”I-I-I don’t hang around with them, th-that much.”
”Oh Mikey, we know you do and we just wondered what was going on?”
”Plus their auras all over you all the time.”
”What!?”
”Mikey something is going on with you and you are not telling us. We are supposed to be your best friends.”
”Alright guys, the truth is…,”
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”You did what?!”
”I-I-I-I told Tommy and Zack that I was living with you guys.”
Brendon, Gerard, and Frank all sat around the table staring at Mikey. Mikey looked down at his food and felt the crimson rise up on his skin. He felt horrible suddenly. Maybe he made a mistake. Maybe they would hate him now.
”So, what did they say?”
Mikey looked up to see Gerard looking at him with concern. He looked back down again when he answered.
”Well, they were angry that I did not tell them about Grandpa and living in a tent, but they were happy that I had found a better place to stay temporarily.”
”And how did this turn into…”
”A play date?”
”Well sort of, I just, well I kind of said…”
Mikey was looking at Brendon and trying to explain the conversation he had with Tommy and Zack at lunch. He decided to come clean and explain why they could not walk him home from school anymore on his day’s off.
”So it’s settled then, we will come over and make sure that you are alright and being taken care of.”
”What?”
”Yes Tommy, I agree oh and Mikey make sure you have plenty of snacks.”
”Oh, we should stay the night too!”
”Wonderful, then Mikey can cook for us too, I miss his cooking.”
Mikey watched his friends making plans without his consent and panicked, what would the guys say?
”So what say you?”
”Well, I think that it is sweet that your friends have such concern for you, so I am fine with it…as long as our secret remains one.”
”Oh no Brendon, I would never tell that to anyone!”
”Good, so tell your friends that they may come over.”
Mikey jumped up and tackled Brendon.
”Thank you, thank you so much Bren! I will go call them right now!”
Mikey kissed Brendon sloppily and then ran up to his room. Brendon recovered from being knocked down and touched his lips. He heard growling on either side of him and saw both Gerard and Frank looking down at him.
”Uh…hi guys?”
*crack*
Gerard and Frank both walked out of the room flexing their hands and Brendon just stared at the ceiling feeling his face welling up from the dual punches that both boys gave him. He smiled and laughed and deferred the pain by thinking about the kiss instead.
”Things are getting interesting now.”
***Frank***
”Stupid fucking mutt.”
Frank sat upon the roof as he looked out at the moon. He remembered how it looked when he was in the mountains training with his sensei. Out in the open fields with the stars above him. He felt real freedom. He forgot all about the curse and that fucking Rat, he was at peace. Frank wished he was back there again, and would have run away by now except for…
”Mikey…”
Frank let his name slip out. He liked the way it felt on his lips and in his chest. Mikey did not judge them, in fact he almost revered them. It was strange to not be shunned, especially him. Frank lay back and placed his arms under his head. He laced his fingers together and closed his eyes. He sighed. If only he could believe.
”Frankie?”
Frank opened one eye and saw Mikey climbing the ladder. He was doing so one handed because he had something in his hand. Mikey carefully made his way across the roof taking small light steps and keeping his balance. He stopped at Frank and knelled down. Frank sat up on his elbows and saw that Mikey had a plate of onigiri.
”I just wanted to make up for breakfast the other day.”
”Thanks, but you didn’t need to do that.”
”I wanted to.”
Frank took one of the onigiri and took a bite. It was moist, but not sticky. It stayed together with help of the nori and Frank smiled when he found the small bit of chopped tuna in the middle. Mikey smiled back at him and then looked out at the stars and sighed.
”You know when I was younger, I did not have many friends. I was different in how I acted and kids just thought I was weird. One day in school the teacher left us to play a game on our own. We played Fruit Basket. Everyone was given a fruit and then when your fruit was called you got out of the seat and ran into the middle to play with the other kids. The boy in charge of giving out the names gave me onigiri. Apparently it was a cruel joke, but at the time I was happy because I really liked them. The whole time I was waiting for onigiri to be called and it did not happen. Then the teacher returned and the game was over. Back then I was too young to realize that I was being shunned, but now that I think back to it, I should have known better. A rice ball has no place in a fruit basket.”
Frank looked at Mikey as he had changed positions and was now hugging his knees to his chest. Mikey looked up at him and gave one of his simple smiles. Frank’s heart was aching for the pain he knew Mikey was feeling. Mikey began to get up and Frank reached out and touched his arm.
”Please stay.”
Mikey smiled at Frank and sat back down. Frank pulled him into his chest and Mikey lay his head down on his lap. Frank ran his fingers through Mikey’s hair petting him lightly. He listened to Mikey sigh in contentment.
”Thank you for listening to me.”
”Anytime Angel, anytime.”
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***Brendon***
”High school boys are coming over; high school boys are coming over.”
Brendon was cleaning the table off singing to himself softly.
”You’re a fucking pedophile you know that?”
Brendon looked up to see Frank scowling at him from the corner of the room where he was sitting.
”Why, just because I am excited to meet Mikey’s friends? I am always excited to meet new people, especially young ones who…”
”Are a juvenile delinquent and a psychic.”
Brendon looked over at Gerard and raised an eyebrow. Gerard nodded and Brendon let out a sigh.
”I knew it was too good to be true.”
”What is too good to be true?”
All three boys looked over at the kitchen door, where Mikey had just emerged from. He was wearing a pair of short gym style shorts and a tee shirt. An apron covered the outfit so well, that from the front it looked like he was only wearing the apron. Brendon let his mind wander for a moment before he felt a slap to the back of his head. He rubbed it lightly and looked up to see Gerard giving him a stern look. He shrugged and went back to cleaning the table.
”So dinner will not be ready for a few hours, but I still need to go shopping for some ingredients.”
”I will go with you Michael.”
”Thanks Gee, I will go get ready.”
All eyes were on Mikey as he took off the apron and his shorts were revealed. He put the apron back into the kitchen and headed up the stairs. Brendon watched him going and envied his youth and vitality. Not that Brendon was much older than the boys, but still when he was around Gerard and Frank and their constant fighting he felt like an old man trying to keep them at bay, but Mikey, Mikey reminded him of a simpler time in his life when he, Adam, and Bob use to cause trouble unbecoming of the family. They did not give a fuck though; they had no responsibilities yet and could just be care free. Now though, he is anchored to the house and the responsibility of the two now three boys who live there.
Brendon’s thoughts were interrupted by Mikey emerging from the stairs. He had on a light colored pair of jeans and button down shirt that was open at the top to show off a pendent. He jumped off the last step and giggled when Frank caught him. He hugged him warmly and then let go to take Gerard’s hand.
”We will be back shortly.”
”All right you two, have fun and Frank and I will hold down the fort.”
”I ain’t holdin down shit with you mutt!”
Brendon shook his head as Frank stomped up the stairs. Probably heading for the roof again. He heard Mikey giggle and then call his name.
”Hey Bren? Next time you and I should go run errands okay?”
”Sure Mikey , that would be nice.”
Mike smiled at Brendon and then left out the door with Gerard. Brendon watched them go and then rose from his seat. He had to get ready for his meeting with his editor. He climbed the stairs and headed to the bathing room to shower.
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***Frank***
”Oh no Gerard, I just couldn’t! You guys have given me so much already and…”
”Michael stop. I know you don’t have much clothing remember, I brought the stuff from your tent.”
”Yeah, but I have more at my grandfather’s.”
”But you have no access to it now so it would not hurt to have more.”
”But, I don’t want you to pay for it, I can do it really I can.”
”Michael, you can barely afford school!”
”So, I don’t want you to be responsible for me Gerard, I can take care of myself!”
”Mikey…”
Mikey turned around as Gerard’s voice softened. Gerard stepped up to him and held him tightly.
”Mikey, let me do this. Let me spoil you a bit please?”
”*sigh* Okay Gee, okay, but can we finish food shopping first?”
Gerard smiled and they moved on down the street. Frank poked his head out of the alley. He watched as Mikey and Gerard headed into the next block crossing the street, before he popped out. He watched as their hands brushed against each other before ending up together. Frank scowled at this.
”Stupid fucking Rat.”
Frank pushed his way into the boutique. He walked past the mens and boys section to the teen area.
”Hello, can I help you with something?”
Frank looked up at very tall woman smiling at him. He ducked his head a bit.
”Um…yeah, I was looking for a dress.”
”Oh, for your girlfriend?”
”Yeah, something like that.”
”Okay, why don’t you follow me. Did you have a color in mind?”
”Yeah, maybe something black.”
”Perfect. Every girl needs a little black dress.”
Frank had to jog to keep up with the tall woman’s long strides as she continued to ask him questions about Mikey.
” Do you know what size she is?”
Frank was gesturing up and down for Mikey’s height. The woman seemed amused with this.
”Okay so she’s tall and thin?”
”Well not thin thin, but he,she has hips and…”
Frank was stammering now and feeling really stupid. He was about to just say fuck it, when the woman reached out and touched in shoulder lightly. Frank looked up and saw something in her eyes.
”I think I get it, relax sweetie, I do understand.”
Frank followed the woman feeling a little more comfortable. This time it was his turn to smile up at her. They stopped at a rack of dresses that had all kinds of styles and was broken into sections of colors. The woman went to the section that had black dresses and started to pull out a form fitting dress. It was designed to display the hips of the wearer.
”Hmmm, clingy?”
Frank ducked his head a little imagining Mikey in a tight black number. He felt his jeans tighten a bit and hoped to the Gods that he was not going to tent in the middle of the fucking teen section.
”No, he’s sweet, um…yeah he is uh…sexy, butnotlikethat.”
Frank blushed as the woman chuckled a little.
”Okay so something flowy then.”
She pulled out a few styles and Frank nodded or shrugged at each one. He eventually picked out three of them. One strapless with a waffle style pattern across the chest, one with wide bands that had beads sewn into the skirt part, and finally one with puffy sleeves at the shoulder that was simple, but elegant. All would come to just above the knee for him. The woman gathered the clothing up and led Frank to register. As they walked, something else caught Frank’s eye. Once he realized what it was, he turned away quickly, but not fast enough that the woman did not see it.
”It’s a pajama set. The top is called a baby doll and it has shorts with it.”
”I-I-I just liked the color.”
”Yes, I can tell that you prefer black. I also think it would be a nice present for him. I could wrap it if you like.”
Frank thought about it and then looked back at the outfit. It was pretty and he bet that Mikey would look good in it.
”Yeah, sure, why not.”
Frank left the boutique with his bag of dresses and his wrapped present. He whistled as he walked down the street. He was feeling pretty good actually. He headed home to beat everyone so that he could hide everything. He took the present and put it in his room and then he went to Mikey’s room to hang up the dresses.
***Gerard***
They arrived home and Mikey quickly put on his apron and headed into the kitchen with their food purchases to finish preparing the rest of dinner.
”I’ll just put the clothing bags in your room, okay Michael?”
”Thank you Gee.”
It had been a fun trip and after they picked up the food, Mikey kept his promise and let Gerard buy him some new outfits. They picked up jeans and shirts and Gerard even tried to convince Mikey to pick up a skirt, but Mikey was too embarrassed to even look at them. Gerard still saw his eyes straying to the racks and sighed. He would get Mikey to buy one at some point. Gerard went upstairs to Mikey’s room and noticed the door was open. He walked in and saw Frank coming out of the walk in closet. He was crumpling a bag in his hands. Frank stopped when he saw him.
”What do you want Rat?”
”I could ask you the same thing? What are you doing in Michael’s room?”
”None of your fucking business!”
Frank headed for the door and pushed past Gerard. A piece of paper fell out of the crumpled bag and Frank froze as Gerard picked it up. He noticed it was from the same boutique he was in, but timed earlier today. He read the purchase and paled a bit. He looked at Frank and Frank scowled at him.
”So Iero, you went shopping today too?”
”Yeah, and what’s it to you Way?”
Gerard walked to the closet and pulled out the dress that had the puffed sleeves that Frank had hung up inside. Frank snatched it from him and hid it behind his back. He was turning red with embarrassment.
”Black huh?”
”What, I like black and…”
”Frankie, Gee? What are you two doing up here?”
Frank spun around quickly at the sound of Mikey’s voice. Gerard looked up as Mikey stopped in the doorway. Mikey tilted his head and regarded both of them. Mikey walked in and stopped in front of Frank.
”Frankie, what are you hiding?”
”Nothing.”
Frank looked like a kid that had gotten caught doing something wrong. He kept his head down and tucked into his chest. Mikey moved up to him and lifted his chin.
”Show me please?”
Frank swallowed and brought the dress out from behind his back. Mikey looked at it and then took it from him. Gerard watched as his gaze ran over it and a slow smile crept over his face. He then moved behind both boys and shooed them out of his room before closing the door. Frank and Gerard just stood in the hallway not sure what to do. A few minutes later the door opened and both boys were speechless.
”Okay back to cooking.”
Gerard watched with Frank as Mikey turned to walk down the hall and back down the stairs, the fabric of the black sundress lightly brushing against the exposed part of Mikey’s legs. He stopped at the top of the stairs and gave a shy smile.
”Are you boys coming?”
Both boys quickly made their way to the stairs and descended after Mikey not being able to take their eyes off him. Mikey hit the bottom of the stairs just as the door opened and Brendon walked in dressed in a suit.
”Wow Bren, what’s the occasion?”
”Hey Mikey, just got back from a meeting with my editor.”
”Editor? You’re a writer?”
”Yeah.”
”Please tell me more!”
Mikey forgot that they were behind him as he reached out and took Brendon’s coat and led him into the living room hanging on his every word. Gerard looked up at Frank and Frank rolled his eyes.
”I’m fucking out of here.”
Frank stalked out the door slamming it. Gerard shrugged and headed into the living room to join the two at the table.
***Brendon***
”So you write these great novels, but then balance it out with trashy romance?”
”Yeah, something like that.”
”Wow, that sounds so cool!”
Gerard rolled his eyes for the third time that Brendon counted. He was pretty much invisible to Mikey at the moment as Mikey hung on Brendon’s every word. Brendon was actually enjoying the attention. It had been a while since anyone was interested in his art. Mikey was about to ask another question when the timer went off in the kitchen. Mikey excused himself and headed to check the done item.
”You are something, you know that Bren?”
”What? I did nothing!”
”Keep telling yourself that Bren. I’m going to study.”
”You have fun with that Gee.”
Brendon watched as Gerard mounted the stairs and disappeared. He sat there and wondered about what he had said. He was just telling Mikey about his job wasn’t he? I mean he really wasn’t looking for attention, just answering his questions and basking in the glow of his adoring gaze and…oh what? Fuck. Brendon got up and pulled his tie off. He needed to go talk to Mikey and fix this before it got out of hand. Gerard and Frank were one thing, since they were near his age and family, but Brendon was heading to 25 and he was responsible for all three boys, well for now three. Brendon pushed in the kitchen door and saw Mikey standing in front of the stove. He could not help admiring the little black dress that he was wearing. It clung to him in just the right places and….no no no, fuck, he had to focus. Mikey was now stepping back a bit and looking into the oven window. Brendon did not register this completely because at that point Mikey chose to bend over and…were those matching panties? Suddenly a rush of hot air blew him back and Brendon staggered as he hit the floor in a puff of smoke. Mikey turned around quickly and gasped.
”Oh my Gods, Brendon!”
Brendon shook his head a bit dazed. Mikey was on his knees next to him babbling.
”I am so sorry! I had no idea you were behind me, or even in here! Oh shit, your ears and tail!”
Brendon used his muscles to lift his dog ears up and down. He wagged his tail and let out a bark of a laugh.
”Well, it has been a while since this happened to me.”
He looked at Mikey who was on the verge of tears. He reached up and brushed away the first few that fell. The poor kid was feeling so guilty right now. Brendon pushed himself up off the floor and dusted off the back of his pants…which now had a hole in it from his tail, well shit. He turned to leave and felt Mikey grab his arm.
”W-W-Where are you going?”
”Um…to change and well... change?”
”But this was my fault, I should at least help change you back.”
Brendon thought about this. Having a hand job from Mikey sounded better than his own hand, but was it right? I mean yeah he kissed the kid the other day, but it was only a kiss and this is so much more. He wasn’t part of the family so emotions might get involved and…Brendon’s thoughts were interrupted by his back hitting the wall next to the door. Mikey was on his knees opening up his belt and then his pants. This was not what Brendon was expecting, nor was he expecting the feeling of Mikey’s warm mouth as he took Brendon’s cock in.
”Oh ffuuucckkk Mikey.”
Brendon could tell that Mikey was new to this, he was exploring more than doing the actual job…heh heh heh job. This was not a bad thing though because when he did something that Brendon reacted to, he would go back to it before trying out something else. Mikey was a fast learner too. Brendon tried really hard to treat this like he would if Mikey had been part of the family. Just something extra instead of the basic hand job, that’s all, but the swirl of his tongue and the softness of his hands made it difficult indeed. Speaking of his hands, Brendon was bracing them against the wall flat to further remind him that this was a necessity, and not the act of a lover. Therefore he needs to keep his hands from running through the soft, warm, brown…hair on Mikey’s head. However at that moment, Mikey decided to try deep throating and the sensation threw all logic out the window as Brendon shoved both his hands into Mikey’s hair and grabbed a fistful. He felt Mikey still for a moment and then resume taking Brendon all the way in. Brendon was lost in the ecstasy and was not paying attention when Mikey grazed him lightly with his teeth on the pull back and Brendon’s hips snapped forward and choked him. Mikey fell backwards on his ass with his legs awkwardly splayed open revealing that the panties were actually a deep shade of blue, not black, but still enticing. His hair was wrecked by Brendon’s hands and his lips were red and swollen from sucking on his cock. That picture in front of him was enough that Brendon wrapped his fist around his cock and continued to jack off to it till a few minutes later he cried out and started cumming followed by the telltale smoke. He felt warmth again as Mikey had crawled back over and was using his tongue to lap up any cum that did not hit the floor. He sucked each one of Brendon’s fingers into his mouth and cleaned them well. Finally he took the almost too sensitive head back into his mouth and lavished it till Brendon could not take it anymore. The transformation had already reverted, but Mikey did not seem to want to stop. He pushed Brendon back against the wall with force stilling his hips. Brendon was tearing now, but he did nothing to try and stop Mikey. He looked down through the salted liquid and could not believe how good Mikey looked on his knees like that. He watched his cock brushing the inside of Mikey’s cheek and he actually felt himself getting hard again. He also saw that Mikey realized this by the pleased noises he began making. Once he realized this, there seemed to be no stopping him.
”Um Mikey…uh I’m fine now. You can , oh Gods, stop now.”
”*pant* But you got hard again. I’ve never seen that happen before.”
”Yeah, well it does and, fuck that feels so good.”
”So does that mean you could cum again?”
Brendon looked down at Mikey and saw that is curiosity was genuine and that was even more of a turn on. Brendon had never known a creature that exuded so much innocents before. NO one in the family was innocent, even when they were born. Early on they had to learn that only the end of pure physical pleasure would result in them transforming back to human again. Some took it alright, while others rebelled and stayed their anima for so long that they got sick and passed out. Most of the family experienced that young and did not remember it, but Brendon remembered when he was stubborn and had it happen to him.
"Come on Bren, you’re going to get worse if you don’t let him fix it!"
”wheeze* N-N-N-No Bobby, I j-j-just can’t. I would rather die than let him touch me!”
Bob got a look of sadness over his face. He knew what it was like to be manhandled by Ville, but everyone had it happen to them so he did not understand why Brendon was being stubborn. He did not know that Brendon had overheard Ville talking about how much he loved to torture family members and not let them cum for hours. Brendon was damned if he was going to go through that. He watched as Bob squatted down so that he was within distance of Brendon slouched on the chair. He lifted Brendon’s chin and looked into his eyes.
”I love you Brendon and care for you very much, and if you don’t want him to touch you, then let me help you please.”
Before Brendon realized it, Bob was leaning in and kissing him. It was not like the cold unfeeling kisses that Ville forced on him. This one was warm and full of worry and hope. Brendon felt his heart well up inside and tears began to fall from his eyes. His stomach tightened up and he circled his arms around Bob pulling him closer. Bob reciprocated and both boys embraced tightly. Suddenly the puff of smoke appeared and when it cleared Brendon was back to human. Bob pulled back and looked at him. He looked down and saw that Brendon had done nothing with his cock. He brushed lightly at the fabric of his jeans and they were still dry.
”But how did you…I mean you didn’t cum or anything yet you…”
Both boys were equally confused at how the transformation happened. They never heard anything about this before.
”Maybe it’s because you said you loved me?”
”What? But I do love you Bren, I really do!”
”I know, I could feel it in your kiss and…”
”That’s it!”
”What?”
”Love. Love brings that same feeling to our chest that release does and it changed you back.”
”Do you realize what this means?”
Bob got a dark look over his face.
”yeah, it means that we can’t tell ANYONE about this ever!
”But why, now we don’t have to let Ville touch us anymore and..”
”Exactly! If he finds out what we know he will have more power over us than he does now. He already controls so much, I don’t want to give that fucker anymore control!”
Bob started shaking with rage and Brendon reached out and pulled him to his chest again.
”Okay Bobby, okay, we won’t tell anyone else, I promise.”
”Oh Gods, fuck me!!!!!”
Brendon was brought back to his harsh reality by Mikey sucking so hard on him that he lost his balance and fell forward onto the floor and on top of Mikey. He caught himself before he crushed the poor boy flat against the floor. Mikey smirked back up at him.
”See. That’s what you get for going away from me.”
”I wasn’t, I just uh uh uh.”
Brendon was now distracted by the feel of his bare skinned cock brushing against the fabric of Mikey’s panties.
”Um…silk?”
Mikey blushed and shuddered as Brendon pushed against it again. He looked away as his eyes fluttered closed.
”Uh…no just cotton.”
”Hmmm, need to buy you a few silk pairs. Would you like that Mikey?”
”I uh…ah ah ah.”
Now it was Brendon’s turn to make Mikey feel good. With the transformation out of the way, he should not be doing this, but Mikey looked so good writhing beneath him every time he moved that he did not want to stop. Brendon must have found a sensitive spot on his skin because Mikey suddenly cried out as he arched his back and pulled Brendon into a kiss. Even his kiss was filled with innocence, but not his intentions. Mikey wrapped his legs around Brendon and pushed against him with all his strength.
”Oh Gods, please Bren, please I need to…”
”What Mikey, what do you want?”
”Uh uh, ah ah, touch me please!”
With Mikey’s permission, Brendon reached down and brushed his hand against the clothed cock. Mikey arched up again and Brendon smirked.
”So eager aren’t you little girl?”
”Ah yes, yes, please more!”
Brendon snaked a hand inside the flimsy article of clothing and grasped a hold of Mikey. He was warm and dripping with pre cum. He gave a few strokes and watched Mikey as his face contorted and he came apart under him.
”Mmmm, good girl, you gonna cum for me? Gonna ruin your pretty panties or would you rather I took them off you?”
”Ah ah, what, whatever, you want ah.”
”Mmmm, I think you should keep them on. I like the idea of you cumming with them on. Soaking them through with your excitement and..”
”Oh fuck, ah ah ah, I’m gonna…”
Apparently Mikey got really excited when you talked dirty to him because he arched his back one last time and came at that moment. Brendon stroked him through it till he was splayed out on the kitchen floor again breathing heavily. He moved his hand and slowly pulled the now drenched material carefully off Mikey’s legs. He balled them up and slipped them inside him pocket while Mikey was distracted. Brendon looked down at Mikey. His dress was rucked up to his stomach on one side and the other was caught in the crease of his thigh. He had on leg up leaving his completely exposed, but the other was bent in to hide what the first one showed. He reminded Brendon of the heroines of his trashy romance novels. This would make the perfect cover shot. He made a mental note of this to mention to his editor. Mikey started to stir a bit so Brendon pushed himself off the floor and Put himself back together. He reached out and offered a hand to Mikey. Mikey took it and Brendon hoisted him to a standing position.It steadied him and Mikey looked up and smiled. Brendon smiled back and patted him on the head. He then headed out of the kitchen to let Mikey finish dinner. He went upstairs to change himself with his hand tucked in his pocket and several memories tucked in his mind.
This Series is:
Part 6 of MCR Hentai Fan Fic & Part 2 of MCR Anime Fan Fic
Notes
This was a rough chapter to write. I am juggling so many other fics, that I kept straying while i was writing this one. Also the episode I was trying to recreate was not working so I opted for some creative license. I did want a chance to get Mikey with Brendon since they had a moment in the anime. Thanks to another fic I am writing on AO3 with my partner and Gee Digdeepenough*** I had porn on the brain, so why not add some here.Special things to note: Onigiri means rice ball in Japanese, which in shaped like a triangle...@~@
Nori is dried seaweed. It is cut in strips and used to hold the onigiri so that one can eat it without getting rice stuck to their fingers.
I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and please let me know if you would like me to move any of my other fics from AO3 to here. ^-^
Awww, thank you! Yeah, it was fun putting them together. ^-^
Thank you for reading and commenting. ^-^
11/11/14