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Title: You Twit! 2
Chapter: #21 in the Stargazer series, at least for now. Links to previous installments can be found here.
Author: Boots
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, smut, humor
Warning: Male/male sex (mutual oral/bukake)
Pairing: Shou X Hiroto, Tora X Saga (with the hot action between the latter couple)
Disclaimer: Boys belong to PS Company, I own the story only.
Summary: Hiroto thought he was making innocent Tweets conveying his enthusiasm for the current tour. Other people think otherwise.
Comments: Like the original You Twit! (which was inspired by Shou openly calling Hiroto “hot” over Twitter), this story comes from real-life, eyebrow-raising Tweets. In this case, it was Pon who did the mis-Tweeting. I know he was just being yappy puppy Hiroto, conveying his enthusiasm for the Court of Nine tour like he always does, but the result just seemed, well . . . (And, yes, the muses decided halfway through the fic that Tora and Saga would be performing the smut here. I just went with it.)

It was one hell of a show, Hiroto thought. They all were on this tour. There was nothing in the world they loved more than doing lives, that was for sure – but there was something about this particular series of concerts that felt flat-out magical.

Hiroto was feeling his heart pounding, adrenaline soaring. He was connected to the audience like never before as he raced from one side of the stage to the next, playing his heart out. He wanted to reach out and hug every single one of them, those young ladies in their Goth Loli outfits and their Alice Nine cosplays, bouncing and dancing and waving their arms.

This was his drug, and right now, Hiroto was higher than a kite. He could tell his bandmates were feeling it, too. Shou’s smile seemed even wider than normal. Saga was licking his bass with full enthusiasm again.

And hell, even Tora was fully getting into it. He rarely broke a sweat during lives. Now? He was as drenched as a marathon runner at the finish line.

The “main” part of the show came to an end, and the band raced backstage to change into T-shirts and get ready for the encore. Hiroto nearly bounced as he passed through the wings. Everything seemed wonderful to him – the staff members standing at attention waiting to help, the row of T-shirts (Hiroto’s own design, of course) lined up for them to put on, the sight of Tora reaching for a towel and a bottle of water . . .

Hiroto grabbed his phone. He just had to capture this mood on Twitter, and he typed in the first thing that came into his head.

Oh, yes, this was shaping up to be a tour to remember.

* * *
One city later, they were backstage, waiting to go on this time. Hiroto still was on his high from the previous day. He read through the feedback forms that the fans had turned in. They were praising the atmosphere, the set list, Hiroto’s tour goods.

He couldn’t wait to get back on stage. The very idea of being back in front of an audience was making his heart beat faster. He grabbed his phone and started taking pictures of the backstage – yes, when he felt like this, he wanted to preserve even this for posterity.

When he realized that he’d caught a picture of one of his bandmates in partial view, he decided he wanted to play a guessing game with the fans. He took a picture of the person, uploaded it to Twitter and typed, “Guess who this is? The correct answer is . . .” And he capped off his reveal with another enthusiastic statement about that night’s show.

He was counting the minutes until they hit the stage. Literally.

* * *
Shou didn’t think much of it as first when his phone beeped as he and Hiroto headed back into their hotel room. Messages – from the staff, from his bandmates, from friends back home – were very common when he was on tour.

Yawning, he flopped on the bed as Hiroto headed into the bathroom. He was tired as hell, but it was a good kind of tired. Like any other show on the tour, this one had been intense. He was very pleased with how things were going – they all were.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and held it up in front of his face, pushing the button to wake it up – and then blinked at what he saw.

The message was from Ruki, and it read, What the fuck are you people doing on this tour?

Well, that was the last thing he expected to see – especially since things were going well. He slid the unlock button and immediately typed back, What do you mean?

I mean your husband’s Twitter, Ruki typed back. The other vocalist was very much aware that Shou and Hiroto considered themselves married. Since when do you have an open relationship? Not to mention flat-out bukake orgies?

Shou could almost feel his eyes pop out of his head and his jaw crash to the floor. If you could have drawn him, he would have looked like something from an old cartoon. Were his “husband” to open that bathroom door, he’d probably find himself tripping over Shou’s heart, since it seemed to have jettisoned itself from his chest and flung itself across the room.

Shou immediately flipped to his Twitter app. No, he hadn’t been paying much attention to Hiroto’s Tweets – he’d opened Twitter mostly to post his own. He scrolled back a few posts, scanning them for anything potentially scandalous – and then saw:

Mr. Tora is drying off some things ψ(`∇´)ψ
You guys made the dry Mr. Tora wet with your enthusiasm!!!

“Oh, crap,” he said out loud – just as a knock came at the door. He went to answer it, and saw Tora and Saga standing there. Well, at least it wasn’t the press. Yet. He could just imagine this ultimately leading to scandal sheet headlines calling them Alice Sixty Nine.

“Hey, how come your room is bigger than ours?” Saga said, taking a few steps into the room and looking around. “You have a bigger closet, too.” He looked back at Tora. “You should have volunteered me to be Leader-san.”

“You didn’t want it,” Tora reminded him. Neither did Tora, for that matter. Being public spokesman was a job he enjoyed, but he didn’t want to be the one that dealt with upper management.

“I didn’t know it came with these perks,” Saga said. “This is even bigger than the rooms Nao used to get.“ Then, as if remembering what he came there for, he pulled his own phone out of his pocket and showed it to Shou. “Mind telling me what this is about, by the way?”

Shou looked at it and saw a message from Keiyuu to Saga: Sharing your boyfriend with Hiroto? Does Shou know about this?

At that moment, Hiroto came out of the bathroom, saw everyone and blinked. “What’s going on?”

Shou took a deep breath. “Hiroto, what did you put on your Twitter the last couple of days?”

Hiroto frowned, looking from Shou to Saga. Why were they so serious? They’d just had another great show – hadn’t they? And what was this about his Twitter?

“I just Tweeted about the shows, that’s all,” he said. “Why?”

Saga grabbed Shou’s phone from him, flipped to the chat program and saw Ruki’s messages. “Apparently, Ruki and Keiyuu think there’s all kinds of debauchery going on,” he said.

“Debauchery?” Hiroto looked baffled. “But . . . but . . . I didn’t post anything private! Just . . .”

“This?” Saga said, flipping to Twitter on his own phone. He held it up for the others to read:

Tora!! Let's make tonight a hot one!!!

Now it was Hiroto’s turn to become an old cartoon. He fully expected to see the others go running in fear as his head exploded, shooting a volcano of fire up toward the ceiling. He could just imagine the booming sound, the scorch marks on the ceiling, the damage to his precious tour merchandise . . .

“I . . . I didn’t mean it!” he said. (So he still had the power of speech. His head hadn’t fully exploded after all. Well, at least his mouth was still functional. His brain, however, was probably orbiting Venus by now). “I mean, not that way! Not with Tora, at least!”

Saga was still flipping through his phone, reading the Tweets. “So, you want to make Shou wet with your enthusiasm, then?”

“No! I mean, yes! I mean, not that kind of . . .” He sank down on the bed, turning bright red. “That wasn’t what I meant. See, I saw what Tora looked like after the show, when he was, well . . .”

“Wet,” Saga finished for him.

“Yes. And, well, I got excited . . .not that kind of excited, Saga! . . . and before I knew it, I’d Tweeted that . . .”

“That we were making private pornos here?” Saga said. Well, it was appropriate enough for their next destination – they could call it Hiroto Humps Hiroshima.

“No!” Hiroto said. “It was just . . . talking about the lives, and how much I wanted to do the next one, and . . .” He was babbling like a brook. His brain and mouth seemed to be looking fruitlessly for each other. Sorry, no router found.

Shou sat next to his lover, putting an arm around him. “I know you didn’t really mean it,” he said. He looked up at Saga. “Right?”

To Hiroto’s surprise, Saga leaned over and patted one of his shoulders. “Oh, I know,” he said. “You wouldn’t touch Tora. You value your life.”

And then, as if to make an instant liar of Saga, Tora leaned over and put his hand on Hiroto’s other shoulder. “Are you going to be okay?”

Hiroto nodded. “We have to tell our friends something, though.”

“I’ll handle Ruki,” Shou said, getting out his phone again.

“And I’ll handle Keiyuu,” Saga said, tugging on Tora’s sleeve. “Come on. We’re going back to our pitifully small room.”

“It’s not that small,” Tora said, letting himself get pulled along. “We’ve stayed in worse.” Looking back at Hiroto, he said. “You sure you’ll be okay?”

Hiroto nodded. He looked over at Shou, who was busily typing away on his phone. He imagined Shou was heading some other friends of theirs off at the pass as well, before they could say anything.

So this was his first experience embarrassing himself on Twitter. It definitely could have been worse. At least nobody said anything to him about it to his face - right?
* * *

Once Tora and Saga were back in their room, Tora sat on the bed. These Western-style hotel beds always felt like sleeping on a ton of marshmallows layered on top of a brick wall, a disturbing combination of ultra-firm and ultra-soft. This sensation became especially odd when you were making love.

Not that it stopped them.

Saga pulled his phone out of his pocket and dropped it on the nightstand. “Not going to answer Keiyuu back?” Tora said.

Saga shook his head. “Not yet. There’s something I need to do first.”

“And what’s that?” Tora said, sounding amused. He had a feeling of what it was – but he wanted to see it put into action.

“This,” Saga said, leaning over to pull off Tora's glasses, dropping them on the nighttable - and then kiss him.

Tora let himself get pushed down flat on his back on the hard/soft mattress as Saga’s hands began to reach down for the buttons of his shirt, as his tongue plunged into his lover’s mouth. Saga got turned on by some pretty odd things sometimes, and Hiroto’s Twitter predicament was one of the oddest yet. Not that he was exactly complaining.

He felt his lover’s hands push the fabric aside and caress the skin underneath, while his mouth left Tora’s to nibble lightly along the guitarist’s pulse line, punctuating it with teasing little flicks of his tongue. He raised his head and looked into Tora’s eyes, a teasing, heated glance.

Then, he lowered his head to his lover’s neck again and bit, like a vampire seeking sustenance, and Tora let out a sudden, hoarse cry. The sudden, sharp pain against all that pleasure was unexpected and delicious - especially when Saga soothed the area right afterward with little kisses and more soft strokes of his tongue.

Saga lifted his head again. “I’m going to need both of us to be completely naked for this,” he said in a low, sensual voice. He pulled back just long enough to yank off the T-shirt he was wearing and start unfastening his pants.

So, Saga had concrete plans? Now, this was going to be interesting. Tora sat up just enough to strip off what he was wearing on top and wriggle out of the rest, tossing them on the floor. He wasn’t moving off this bed. He was strangely comfortable, despite the marshmallow/rock feel.

Now naked, Saga lay next to him, just gazing at him for a moment, lightly running his fingers over Tora’s chest. He seemed, well, thoughtful.

Tora turned his head toward him. “What’s on your mind?” he said.

Saga’s fingers slipped toward the tattoo on his chest, tracing the outline. “Just that it occurs to me, every once in awhile, how goddamn lucky I am.” And he bent his head over his lover’s body, his tongue taking over where his hand left off, tracing the inked flesh.

Tora arched toward him, tangling his fingers in his hair and letting out a long breath as Saga licked slowly over the body art, making Tora feel every centimeter of it. It was like he was drawing it anew, making the artwork his own.

Tora was never so glad he has gotten it in his life.

Not content to just do that, Saga reached over and let his fingers play with a nipple, and Tora arched forward, moaning again. Whatever the hell Saga’s great plan was, he was very willing to just go with it.

Apparently, it involved tattoo worship, because Saga lifted his head, only to move down to the ink lower on Tora’s belly. He brushed his cheek over it, as if in reverence, before touching the very tip of his tongue to it. He paused for a moment before moving, licking, outlining the design again.

“Ahhh, yes,” Tora moaned as he felt Saga nip at the skin, then kiss it gently. “You’re driving me crazy, baby.”

Saga’s answer to that was to move the hand that had been on Tora’s nipple lower, fingers slipping along that gorgeous, huge cock. This was definitely another reason why Saga felt like a lucky, lucky boy.

Tora had this big, big thing. Saga had a sensitive prostate. It was as if their bodies were made for each other.

And now, it was time to put his real master plan into motion. He began to kiss his way lower among Tora’s stomach, shifting his own body at the same time so that his cock was angled toward Tora’s mouth.

Tora got the message very quickly. Saga wanted to 69? That was a big, fat “Yes, please.” He opened his lips and lifted his head so he could take it in, could feel that wonderful hardness slipping into his mouth.

Being the bottom in a 69 meant you didn’t have as much maneuverability as the person on the top. That didn’t bother him too much - it just meant that you had to get more creative with how you did it.

The way he dealt with it was to run his tongue very slowly over the head as it passed his lips, then move it slowly downward, rubbing it a little along the shaft.

Saga was wrapping his lips around the tip of Tora’s hardness when he felt a tongue stroke him in most interesting ways - ways that made him shudder and jump. Damn that man, he always knew exactly where Saga was most sensitive, zeroing in on the spots like a fighter pilot hitting the target.

Like the way Tora was hitting one little bundle of nerves right where the head joined the base quickly, then pulling his tongue right back again, then hitting it once more. Every time he did that, it sent a quick stab of delicious, shuddery sensation through Saga’s body.

Oh, it was going to be hard to keep his wits about him enough to carry his plan through to the end.

Meanwhile, he had to give back as good as he got. He began to slide down slowly on Tora, feeling him fill and fill his mouth. Damn, but the man felt and tasted so good, everything about him completely masculine, from the muskiness of his scent to the way he was just so solid against his lips and tongue.

Saga began to suck on it, drawing his head back, remembering just what drove Tora crazy. Do it slowly on the outstroke, then fast, little pulses when he had just the head in his mouth, lashing it with his tongue as he did so.

He both felt and heard Tora’s moan in response, the vibrations passing through his erection, and dammit, he was going to have to work harder to catch up, wasn’t he? Tora was going to have him coming in no time at this rate.

So he let his fingers help his lips and tongue out, running along the base of his cock as his mouth continued to work the upper part, pulling him all the way out at one point to kiss along the head. As he took it back in, he ran his fingers lightly over the other man’s balls, tracing the lines and creases as he’d traced the tattoo with his tongue.

Tora moaned again, the vibrations passing through Saga again, and that made Saga let out the same kind of noise in response. Now it was time for Tora to feel the tingling that hit his erection and exploded all over his body in intense sensation.

Encouraged, Saga bobbed his head faster, this time letting out a long, low, feline purr - ironic for a dog lover, no? - and feeling his lover’s whole body stiffen and shudder. Oh, yes, he was getting the results he wanted.

Except Tora retaliated by doing those short jabs of his tongue again, each one sending a wave of fiery sensation coursing through Saga’s veins and engulfing his mind.

He was close, dammit, he could feel a tightening in his body, a trembling in the pit of his stomach. He was going to have to do this right.

When Tora stroked his tongue slowly, lovingly over the head of his erection, that did it. His control broke entirely, the ecstasy overwhelming him . . .

But he had just enough wits about him to pull his hips back, hard, at the moment the climax broke, so that he pulled out of his lover’s mouth and his come poured all over Tora’s face.

Wet with enthusiasm, indeed.

Tora was a bit shocked when he felt Saga’s sudden withdrawl - but then something hot and wet was pouring onto him, hitting his nose and cheeks, and a bit on his lips - which his tongue came out and flicked at, the salty, bitter taste hitting his heightened senses like a bomb.

It had been too long since Saga did that, and it was so goddamn hot that he found himself arching into Saga’s mouth, nearly screaming as his own orgasm broke over him all of a sudden, shudders of ecstasy passing through his body.

Saga pulled his head back as soon as he heard Tora cry out, feeling the wetness pour onto his face, flicking his tongue out to catch the droplets. Delicious.

He turned back around so he could kiss Tora, their come mingling as they pressed together. When they broke apart, he dipped his fingers in the mixed essence, reached down and smeared it over Tora’s chest.

“There,” he said. “Now we’re both wet with each other’s enthusiasm. Hiroto isn’t a liar anymore.”

Tora dipped his own finger in the “enthusiasm” and pushed it into Saga’s mouth. “He never was,” he said. “I was wet that night. Just not the way Ruki and Keiyuu think I was.”

“Still,” Saga said. “I have to defend Hiroto’s honor, don’t I?”

“You mean my honor?” Tora said.

“If you mean clearing up the misconception that I’d share you? Hell, yes.” No way in hell was Saga doing that. He and Tora had wasted too much time in the past avoiding their feelings for each other. They were going to take advantage of every moment together now.

“If that’s defending my honor,” Tora said, “maybe I should have Hiroto say things about me on Twitter all the time.”

Saga shot him a sharp look. “Don’t you dare,” he said. “I’m not cleaning up the mess in the future.”

“You made a very nice mess right now,” Tora said. “And we could always go in the shower and clean it up.” The invitation for Round Two was heavy in his voice.

“In a moment,” Saga said. “I have unfinished business to attend to.”

Saga leaned over and grabbed the phone, calmly flipping it on, and typed back to Keiyuu, “Sorry to disappoint you, but I don’t share. And Tora is wet with enthusiasm right now, but the enthusiasm is all mine.”

He dropped the phone to the nighttable with a smirk. Let Keiyuu wonder about that. And he wasn’t putting this on Twitter, either.

This was just between Tora and him.


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Apr. 9th, 2012 11:23 am (UTC)
He is, isn't he? (Except when it comes to Shou! XD) I figured he had NO idea how the fangirls were going to take what he was writing on Twitter! XD Thanks so much for commenting!
Apr. 7th, 2012 07:42 pm (UTC)
Holy hell that was HOT!! I usually prefer penetration smut to oral, but this was greatly portrayed (Bukake seems to be your new favorite thing, ne?) excellant job, as always! keep it up!

And ,oh Ruki, you and straight-fowardness;

"Since when do you have an open relationship? Not to mention flat-out bukake orgies?"

Now, we still need that Aoi/Ruki movie night mix,please! *hands over plate of cookies as bribe*
Apr. 9th, 2012 11:27 am (UTC)
Hee, hee, it just so happens I wrote two fics that call for bukake in a row. I did the same thing with rimming for awhile, as you might recall!

Ruki isn't exactly the type to mince words - especially when he sees something like that on Twitter. (The funny thing about him is, from the translated Tweets I've seen, he always seems to be very polite while on Twitter itself. I imagine it's a different thing in private messaging! XD)

The last Movie Night is still on my schedule to write, don't worry! I'm signed up for a fic challenge at the moment, though. But I am making plans for it!
Apr. 7th, 2012 08:41 pm (UTC)
*nosebleeds* Oh dear god in heaven! I freaking love you.

Hiroto Humps Hiroshima

PFFFTTT!!!!!! *dies from laughter* You killed me on that one.
Oh Hiropon *giggles*
We do need the Aoi/Ruki Movie Night mix *passes you a naked saga*
Apr. 9th, 2012 11:29 am (UTC)
I couldn't resist that line. It just seemed like a natural. (Yes, I know I fudged their tour schedule a little - Hiroshima was actually a few days after Hiroto made the infamous Tweets - but it was worth it for the line).

The Movie Night fic will still be coming, don't worry! I need to do a challenge fic first, but the other one is definitely on my radar!
Apr. 7th, 2012 09:55 pm (UTC)
Soooo great as always! *__* Your fics always make my mood better :33
Alice Sixty Nine made me laugh :D Good job~
Apr. 9th, 2012 11:30 am (UTC)
I'm actually amazed that nobody has called them Alice Sixty Nine before. It seems like a joke that was just waiting to happen.

Thank you so much for commenting! I'm so glad my work could brighten your day!
Apr. 8th, 2012 02:57 am (UTC)
Poor Pon, he needs some loving. But this fic was great! That was some good old Tora/Saga love ^^ And...

Hiroto Humps Hiroshima

I spit water all over my computer thanks to that -_- Thank god it was just water and not juice or soda. That would have been a bitch to clean.

Apr. 9th, 2012 11:32 am (UTC)
(Wipes off your computer)

The joke just had to happen. It was way too good, and it was staring me right in the face. I actually might still do Hiroto's perspective after Tora and Saga left the room at a later date (have a couple of things I need to take care of first, though!)
Apr. 9th, 2012 12:01 pm (UTC)
Lol like I said, I'm just glad I was drinking water at the time. But yes, that joke was necessary.

OH! I'm going to an Alice Nine concert on Wedensday with my friend. I plan on writing up a live report for it. I can keep an eye out for fanservice they perform if it would give you more ideas for your writing!
Apr. 8th, 2012 03:21 am (UTC)
Ahem...currently rolling around in bed screaming profanities and making inhuman noises XD

Woman, are you trying to seduce me? Because this little marvel up here is pushing ALL my buttons: Tora x Saga, check. Ink-worship, check. Huge Tora cock description, check. 69, fucking yes check. Cumshot on Tora's face...Oh.My.Fucking.God. CHECK! afskjfjhaskf is my brain right now. This was delicious, and unexpected, and so. Goddamn. Perfect. That descriptive writing...gods! And the first part just made me die of laughter, poor Pon-Pon being a hyper squirrel...but thats why we love him XD But that was...unf, delicious.

You're a porn goddess, seriously, let me build you an altar for Shou and Hiroto to fuck on. Goshdarnit I'm so happy to be treated to your very own version of Tora x Saga so soon, it really is a treat. Alice Sixty Nine indeed...glorious. I demand more XD Awesome work from you as usual, not that I'm surprised...Thank you so much, it was perfect xoxo
Apr. 9th, 2012 11:42 am (UTC)
Wow! I am very, very flattered! You can thank my Saga-muse for the way the fic turned out. He suddenly decided that he was going to be jealous and possessive, and the latter part of the story was going to be all about HIM (and Tora)! I knew the end result had to be "making Tora wet with enthusiasm," but I just kind of stuck the muse in the driver's seat to determine how we were going to get there.

The tattoo worship is something I'm surprised we don't see more of in fics involving Tora. It seems like a very natural thing to happen. (Saga seems to be the kind of guy to do it, too).

And Hyper Squirrel!Pon is how I imagine those Tweets happened in the first place. He was totally carried away from his enthusiasm at DOING LIVES!!!! and had no idea he was Tweeting something that the fangirls were going to interpret . . . the way Ruki interpreted it in the fic. ~_^

Thanks so much for commenting, as always!
Apr. 9th, 2012 01:44 pm (UTC)
Oh wow...great things happens when Saga-muse hijacks a story XD Usually its the same for me, only that my Saga-muse makes all my inner angst come out XD But this was...unf, splendid.

I agree that the tattoo worship is sorely lacking, actually, they are hardly ever mentioned even. I always try to mention them in my own work, because hello, tattoos are fucking sexy but seems like most people who write Tora seem to forget about it. It adds to the hotness factor for me, but then again, I'm a bit of a tattoo enthusiast XD (I really wonder what he'd think if he could see my tattoos right now...) He seems like the type of guy to have hidden piercings too...ahem...ok I'll stop now before my mind is completely in the gutter XD

Oh and Pon was definitely being his cute hyper self when those tweets popped up. That or he underestimates the fangirl's perverted tendencies and ability to spin porn out of everything XD

That was gorgeous to read, and a pleasure to comment on, as always xoxo
Apr. 8th, 2012 04:22 am (UTC)
Alice Sixty Nine hahahahahahaa *dies*
Apr. 9th, 2012 11:43 am (UTC)
I'm only surprised that nobody has called them that before. It seems like a nickname waiting to happen - especially among yaoi fangirls ~_^

Thanks so much for reading!
Apr. 9th, 2012 11:47 am (UTC)
oh you know...hiroto has recently posted a pic of saga's chest on twitter. I immediately remembered this fic and...LOL. XD
Apr. 8th, 2012 02:24 pm (UTC)

“Sorry to disappoint you, but I don’t share. And Tora is wet with enthusiasm right now, but the enthusiasm is all mine.”
oh yess saga win..

oh btw I thought it'd be a full shoupon XDDa

Edited at 2012-04-08 02:29 pm (UTC)
Apr. 11th, 2012 01:18 am (UTC)
This whole fic basically resulted from my Saga muse getting jealous and possessive. That last line was just the ultimate end result. ~_^ (Doing Shou and Hiroto's viewpoint on this is still a possibility, though!)
Apr. 8th, 2012 08:34 pm (UTC)
HILARIOUS!!!!!! too much funnies!!!! :D possibly the funniest thing i've seen/heard/read about in a week! and the smut was hot! *nosebleeds while imagining the tiger wet with enthusiasm XD* THIS IS FULL OF WIN RIGHT HERE!!!
Apr. 11th, 2012 01:20 am (UTC)
Thank you! I'm so glad you found it funny, because it was meant to be primarily a humor piece - the smut was just kind of a bonus (because my Saga muse wanted to assert that Tora was his)! It seems I succeeded!
Apr. 8th, 2012 11:27 pm (UTC)
When you see the update I was shocked and feel free to come and read. And I want to be honest, because as you love this couple and when the Shouxpon started, I said, maybe it's more of them, but I loved all innocent Hiroto, who said all he said the euphoria with which he lives, part of his nature, so dynamic. But when I go to the scene of Saga and Tora me stay O / / / / /o or I had to cover my mouth to keep from screaming, which made the Saga possessive and jealous, to cover up what felt by those comments Hiroto, this 69 me into the clouds and imagine more Tora wet. I love how you make a couple, I'll say forever, because I imagine so. And I left with the desire of the second round :)
But now, I'll put you to read all your fics :) You write very cute <3
Apr. 11th, 2012 01:25 am (UTC)
Thank you! And, yes, this was a too-innocent Hiroto getting far too enthusiastic about LIVES LIVES OMG LIVES!!!!!! Poor boy had NO idea what effect he'd be having on both the fangirls and Saga. ~_^ At least Saga had a good time reminding Tora whose "enthusiasm" he should be wet with, right?
Apr. 11th, 2012 07:59 am (UTC)
Absolutely true XDD
Apr. 10th, 2012 10:27 pm (UTC)
eheheh!!got me giggle like a teenager, i should be studying bu when i saw you have uptade a story i haven´t resist...such a nosebleed. Haven´t you thinked about doing a story like stargazer. but with Tora and Saga....onegaishimasuuuuu....
Apr. 11th, 2012 01:28 am (UTC)
(Hands you a tissue) Thank you! I'm not too sure about a whole Tora/Saga series, but I do hope to spotlight them in Stargazer: more often (doing their chapter of the Movie Night series reminded me that I really need to do more with them!) So you'll be seeing hot action with them in the future! ~_^
Apr. 12th, 2012 07:46 pm (UTC)
i said i tora/saga story wasn´t just because of the NC-17 scenes, it was because you have such a good writing, that it will handsome with the love story with this two guys, Anyway thanks for the tissue, an weeeeeeeee, for more stargazer chapters
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