Develop alternative vices!
Нашла какой-то старый фик по ТакиТсу. Вроде, сюда не выкладывала, так что пусть лежит )))) С картинкой 
Tsubasa finally comes home at about 10pmTsubasa finally comes home at about 10pm. He pulls in his alluminum suitcase and finally rests his head on a cool surface of the mirror. Tired but happy is what he would say if asked at this very moment. His heart has finally stopped missing something or even certain someone who was probably lying in bed with his glasses still on and an iPad in hand in the other room. Regardless, they were finally in the same country/city/place and Tsubasa instantly felt releaved.
He took off his hat and walked over to the bedroom to check whether he was right and Takizawa was in there. That would save them a lot of time judging by how Tsubasa both wanted to be close and cuddle right this second and realizing that he needed to go to the studio for an hour to record ToBase.
He did get it right. Takizawa was sprawled on his side of the bed frowning at his iPad. Possibly his or maybe not. They had so many identical things that it was easier to just stop bothering who uses what. At least for the phones, it was easier because you could set up a password. But then again, after 13 years of being together they could probably crack new password the other one sets. It was just that they didn't do it unless necessary. Relationship can only be built on trust, they both knew it.
"You are home," Takizawa said finally noticing him in the doorway.
"Yup, just came here," Tsubasa smiled and came closer to the bed. Sometimes he hated t-shirts Takizawa wore. Tops were so much better at clinging to his abs and chest. T-shirts on the other hand, were flowy and hid it all away. Tsubasa really wanted to just take it off and feel the muscles moving underneath his hands. The rising and falling chest, hardening nipples, muscular arms that could protect him from anything. Regardless of how long they've been together, Tsubasa always loved to see Takizawa's body. It was beautiful. Literally from any angle. He could even argue that this was the point regardless of his feelings. It was objectively a work of art.
Tsubasa climbed onto the bed and settled on Takizawa's hips. He slowly took the iPad and glasses away and finally settled on slowly touching his partner's lips. He really missed him during 3 weeks in Spain. It was educational and valuable, of course, but it would have been better if he had someone to wait for him at home or hotel. That certain someone who sometimes still gave him butterflies in his stomach.
"Are you satisfied with the journey?" Takizawa asked while stroking his lover's back.
"Mmmm... possibly. Lots of beautiful places. And men, obviously. Oi-" Takizawa rolled his on his back and pushed down with his weight.
"Men, huh? Did you inform these men that you were already taken?"
"They could have guessed, you know. I always wear my ring," Tsubasa smiled and pushed closer, wanting to get as much contact as possible. Teasing like that was always fun. They both knew that cheating was not an option but Tsubasa could never miss an opportunity to get Takizawa's blood boiling. Jealous sex was even better than the regular one and thus much more exciting to achieve.
Takizawa just smirked and moved on to suck at his neck. Oh boy, he would have to go to the studio with an obvious hickey. Thank god, it was night time and most of the staff he was working with knew about them. Hell, some of them were even present at the marriage hall on Tsubasa's 24th birthday when Takizawa decieded to throw them a wedding with traditional attire, drinks, and vows.
Tsubasa tugged at Takizawa's shirt, trying to expose as much skin as possible. He managed to get it off when Takizawa shifted his focus onto Tsubasa's clothes which indeed needed to be thrown away.
When they were both just in briefs, Takizawa moved to slow deep kisses, not being too pushy even though Tsubasa knew how bad he wanted to throw control away and just fuck him into the mattress. He was very much on board with the whole idea and time was ticking, although he was starting to forget about it. The power of a turned-on Takizawa could do that to a man. Easpecially, after 3 weeks of abstinance.
He managed to break the kiss and loocked right at Takizawa.
"I want you to fuck me so bad," as if the spell was broken, Takizawa threw away all control. He managed to get Tsubasa's briefs off while Tsubasa was doing the same with his. It was literally seconds before he felt a finger in him, then two, and then finally Takizawa's cock. Tsubasa clinged to his lover's shoulder for balance and closed his eyes. The intensity of emotions and feelings always always left him like a fish that was thrown out of the water. The feeling of both being here and now and then somehow not.
He hears Takizawa's panting and pushes closer. As close as possible. Takizawa stadies him with one hand on his hip and the other one on his cock. If he opens his eyes now, he will see his partner's concentrated face but it's too close and too intense and he cries out spilling all over Takizawa's hand and their stomachs. Takizawa is soon there as well. They forgot about the condom so Tsubasa can feel semen slowly coming out of his hole. He will so need a shower before the recording, although he would prefer a nice warm bath wit bubbles and that dolphin he brought Takizawa from Spain as an inside joke from that time they had to go to Disney Sea and watch a dolphn show.
Takizawa rolls off him and turns his head to Tsubasa.
"So, about that llama sweater," he says smiling sheepishly.
"What about it?"
"You should totally wear it. Maybe, even for a concert."
"You are so using thsi situation to your advantage. I've spent 15 hours on a plane, had sex after 3 weeks, have a jet lag and need to get out of the house in literally 20 minutes to go record a radio show and you are asking me to do that!" he managed to grab a pillow and throw it in general direction of Takizawa. As expected, he missed. Takizawa just laughed and put his hand on Tsubasa's thigh.
"Did you at least get the wine? or were you too distracted by Spanish men?" he inquired, pushing them closer again.
"Wine is still a number one priority. After soccer... and maybe some other things," he mused settling into a loose side-hug.
"Mmm... care to tell me more about these "other things" with more priority than wine?"
" Nope." Tsubasa kissed him on the mouth and looked at the clock. He only had 15 minutes to shower and get dressed. His manager will be waiting for him outside right on time.
"Such a tease," Takizawa pulled him into a sloppy kiss. "Come back after the recording and we can try that wine you kept telling me about on Skype."
"I'm afraid I'll come home and find you snorring for the whole world to hear."
"I don't snore!"
"You so do! And one day I'll record it on my phone and prove it." Tsubasa set a final kiss to the side of Takizawa's mouth and rolled to the other side of the bed. He still had recording, sadly, and Takizawa would be asleep by the time he even gets to the studio. he could bet his favourite hat on it. But they could do it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. They had all the time in the world.
He turned off the lamp and went to the shower. The running water will wake him up enought to get through a 40-minute recording and then back home to sleep with this octopus-like person.
Tsubasa giggled and turned on the water. Through the water he could already hear the snoring. It was good to be finally home.
Tsubasa finally comes home at about 10pmTsubasa finally comes home at about 10pm. He pulls in his alluminum suitcase and finally rests his head on a cool surface of the mirror. Tired but happy is what he would say if asked at this very moment. His heart has finally stopped missing something or even certain someone who was probably lying in bed with his glasses still on and an iPad in hand in the other room. Regardless, they were finally in the same country/city/place and Tsubasa instantly felt releaved.
He took off his hat and walked over to the bedroom to check whether he was right and Takizawa was in there. That would save them a lot of time judging by how Tsubasa both wanted to be close and cuddle right this second and realizing that he needed to go to the studio for an hour to record ToBase.
He did get it right. Takizawa was sprawled on his side of the bed frowning at his iPad. Possibly his or maybe not. They had so many identical things that it was easier to just stop bothering who uses what. At least for the phones, it was easier because you could set up a password. But then again, after 13 years of being together they could probably crack new password the other one sets. It was just that they didn't do it unless necessary. Relationship can only be built on trust, they both knew it.
"You are home," Takizawa said finally noticing him in the doorway.
"Yup, just came here," Tsubasa smiled and came closer to the bed. Sometimes he hated t-shirts Takizawa wore. Tops were so much better at clinging to his abs and chest. T-shirts on the other hand, were flowy and hid it all away. Tsubasa really wanted to just take it off and feel the muscles moving underneath his hands. The rising and falling chest, hardening nipples, muscular arms that could protect him from anything. Regardless of how long they've been together, Tsubasa always loved to see Takizawa's body. It was beautiful. Literally from any angle. He could even argue that this was the point regardless of his feelings. It was objectively a work of art.
Tsubasa climbed onto the bed and settled on Takizawa's hips. He slowly took the iPad and glasses away and finally settled on slowly touching his partner's lips. He really missed him during 3 weeks in Spain. It was educational and valuable, of course, but it would have been better if he had someone to wait for him at home or hotel. That certain someone who sometimes still gave him butterflies in his stomach.
"Are you satisfied with the journey?" Takizawa asked while stroking his lover's back.
"Mmmm... possibly. Lots of beautiful places. And men, obviously. Oi-" Takizawa rolled his on his back and pushed down with his weight.
"Men, huh? Did you inform these men that you were already taken?"
"They could have guessed, you know. I always wear my ring," Tsubasa smiled and pushed closer, wanting to get as much contact as possible. Teasing like that was always fun. They both knew that cheating was not an option but Tsubasa could never miss an opportunity to get Takizawa's blood boiling. Jealous sex was even better than the regular one and thus much more exciting to achieve.
Takizawa just smirked and moved on to suck at his neck. Oh boy, he would have to go to the studio with an obvious hickey. Thank god, it was night time and most of the staff he was working with knew about them. Hell, some of them were even present at the marriage hall on Tsubasa's 24th birthday when Takizawa decieded to throw them a wedding with traditional attire, drinks, and vows.
Tsubasa tugged at Takizawa's shirt, trying to expose as much skin as possible. He managed to get it off when Takizawa shifted his focus onto Tsubasa's clothes which indeed needed to be thrown away.
When they were both just in briefs, Takizawa moved to slow deep kisses, not being too pushy even though Tsubasa knew how bad he wanted to throw control away and just fuck him into the mattress. He was very much on board with the whole idea and time was ticking, although he was starting to forget about it. The power of a turned-on Takizawa could do that to a man. Easpecially, after 3 weeks of abstinance.
He managed to break the kiss and loocked right at Takizawa.
"I want you to fuck me so bad," as if the spell was broken, Takizawa threw away all control. He managed to get Tsubasa's briefs off while Tsubasa was doing the same with his. It was literally seconds before he felt a finger in him, then two, and then finally Takizawa's cock. Tsubasa clinged to his lover's shoulder for balance and closed his eyes. The intensity of emotions and feelings always always left him like a fish that was thrown out of the water. The feeling of both being here and now and then somehow not.
He hears Takizawa's panting and pushes closer. As close as possible. Takizawa stadies him with one hand on his hip and the other one on his cock. If he opens his eyes now, he will see his partner's concentrated face but it's too close and too intense and he cries out spilling all over Takizawa's hand and their stomachs. Takizawa is soon there as well. They forgot about the condom so Tsubasa can feel semen slowly coming out of his hole. He will so need a shower before the recording, although he would prefer a nice warm bath wit bubbles and that dolphin he brought Takizawa from Spain as an inside joke from that time they had to go to Disney Sea and watch a dolphn show.
Takizawa rolls off him and turns his head to Tsubasa.
"So, about that llama sweater," he says smiling sheepishly.
"What about it?"
"You should totally wear it. Maybe, even for a concert."
"You are so using thsi situation to your advantage. I've spent 15 hours on a plane, had sex after 3 weeks, have a jet lag and need to get out of the house in literally 20 minutes to go record a radio show and you are asking me to do that!" he managed to grab a pillow and throw it in general direction of Takizawa. As expected, he missed. Takizawa just laughed and put his hand on Tsubasa's thigh.
"Did you at least get the wine? or were you too distracted by Spanish men?" he inquired, pushing them closer again.
"Wine is still a number one priority. After soccer... and maybe some other things," he mused settling into a loose side-hug.
"Mmm... care to tell me more about these "other things" with more priority than wine?"
" Nope." Tsubasa kissed him on the mouth and looked at the clock. He only had 15 minutes to shower and get dressed. His manager will be waiting for him outside right on time.
"Such a tease," Takizawa pulled him into a sloppy kiss. "Come back after the recording and we can try that wine you kept telling me about on Skype."
"I'm afraid I'll come home and find you snorring for the whole world to hear."
"I don't snore!"
"You so do! And one day I'll record it on my phone and prove it." Tsubasa set a final kiss to the side of Takizawa's mouth and rolled to the other side of the bed. He still had recording, sadly, and Takizawa would be asleep by the time he even gets to the studio. he could bet his favourite hat on it. But they could do it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. They had all the time in the world.
He turned off the lamp and went to the shower. The running water will wake him up enought to get through a 40-minute recording and then back home to sleep with this octopus-like person.
Tsubasa giggled and turned on the water. Through the water he could already hear the snoring. It was good to be finally home.
@темы: ТакиТсуба, с меня корона не упадет