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FIC: A Gift for Miya-chan
I was supposed be finishing my current WIP, but a Christmasy plot bunny was nibbling at my brain, so consider this a little extra present for my Harudaki readers. ^_^ This is a stand-alone story, not part of my Comeback series, since Miyasaka and Mochimune aren't yet a couple in that series.
Title: A Gift for Miya-chan
Rating: R (mainly for language and suggestive dialogue)
Fandom: Haru wo Daiteita (Embracing Love)
Pairing: Implied Miyasaka/Mochimune and Kikuchi/Onozuka
Characters: Miyasaka, Onozuka
Word count: ~1,240
Disclaimer: No money is being made off this story; consider it a little wish fulfillment on my part.
Summary: Onozuka gives Miyasaka an unexpected Christmas present.
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On Christmas Eve morning, Onozuka tossed a package wrapped in bright red-and-green paper and ribbons over the breakfast table to Miyasaka.
"Merry Christmas, Miya-chan!" he said cheerfully.
"Thanks, Onozuka," Miyasaka replied, feeling touched but a little puzzled by the gesture. Christmas in Japan was considered a holiday for children or lovers, and he and Onozuka didn't normally exchange presents with each other. "Sorry, I didn't get you anything," he apologized.
"Oh, it's okay," Onozuka said, waving off the apology. "I just happened to see that at the store, and I thought it was something that you might find useful." He winked at Miyasaka and added, "In fact, it might come in handy on your date with Mochimune-kantoku tonight!"
Miyasaka opened the present with a bit of trepidation, wondering what Onozuka had gotten. Hopefully it was something innocent, like a bottle of cologne and not something outrageous like a sex toy or handcuffs or something. Although the thought of Mochimune cuffed to the bedposts was rather exciting...but on the other hand, Mochimune was just as likely to turn around and use the cuffs on him, and Miyasaka didn't fancy being that much at his lover's mercy. He was certainly attracted to Mochimune, and if he was going to be honest with himself, even a bit obsessed with him, but there were times when Mochimune frightened him a little. It was that glitter of fanatical intensity in his dark eyes that both fascinated and unnerved Miyasaka--he knew that Mochimune would go to any lengths to achieve his vision in a film, and he wasn't sure he could handle it if Mochimune brought that same level of intensity into the bedroom. Not that their lovemaking wasn't intense already; in fact, it was pretty damn near mind-blowing, but Miyasaka knew that it didn't approach the passion that the director poured into his movies.
To his surprise, the present turned out to be a book; a volume of manga, in fact. Miyasaka enjoyed reading manga occasionally, but he didn't really see how that would help him with Mochimune--that is, until he read the title and his jaw dropped in shock: "I Can Do It Myself ~Beginners Guide to Anal Masturbation for Guys~"
"Onozuka!" he howled, waving the book at his friend accusingly. "Is this some kind of joke?!"
"I was perfectly serious," Onozuka replied innocently. "You said that Mochimune was pressuring you to do that, so I thought maybe a bit of practice would make you feel more comfortable about it."
Miyasaka squirmed nervously in his seat. When they had first started sleeping together, Mochimune had proclaimed that he found pleasure both in taking and being taken, and that it didn't threaten his masculinity to let himself be fucked. Which was fine with Miyasaka, because the idea of letting Mochimune (or any other man, for that matter) stick it up his ass was threatening to his masculinity. Maybe that made him hypocritical or narrow-minded, but he didn't care. He refused to be "the woman" in bed and that was final.
Except that it wasn't final. Lately, Mochimune had been hinting that he was bored with their usual style of lovemaking and that he'd like to reverse their positions once in awhile. He hadn't yet pressed the issue too far, but Miyasaka had the feeling that this was going to be a deal-breaker, and that if he didn't give in, Mochimune was eventually going to dump him.
Which shouldn't matter, since this was only a casual, purely physical relationship, but Miyasaka was rapidly growing addicted to Mochimune's body and the passionate intensity that he both feared and craved, and he wasn't sure if he could stand losing Mochimune.
Like a predator sensing weakness in his prey, Onozuka said coaxingly, "Mochi is getting impatient with you, right? He's the type of guy who likes a lot of variety in the bedroom--kind of like Kikuchi-san." Onozuka smiled dreamily for a moment, and Miyasaka felt a pang of envy--that Onozuka was comfortable with both topping and bottoming, and that he was so secure in his relationship with Kikuchi, while Miyasaka's relationship with Mochimune was still fragile and uncertain.
"Anyway," Onozuka continued briskly, snapping out his brief daze, "it's boring to do it the same way all the time. What's your favorite food, Miya-chan?"
"Um, yakiniku, I guess," Miyasaka replied.
"Which is great, but if you had it for dinner every single night, you'd get sick of it after a week or two, right?" Onozuka pointed out, rather convincingly. "It's the same thing with sex. And besides, if you fuck Mochimune but refuse to let him do the same to you because it's unmanly, it's like you're insulting Mochi-san, right? It's like you're saying he's not a real man."
"I don't think that at all!" Miyasaka protested. Even though Mochimune let Miyasaka put it in him, there was nothing feminine about the director. That was what attracted and excited Miyasaka--the novelty of embracing Mochimune's wiry, muscular body, as opposed to the soft curves of a woman's body that he was used to. That, and the fact that Mochimune was demanding, almost combative in bed, no matter that he was the one being fucked. Sex with him was like a battle, and that excited Miyasaka immensely.
"Then why won't you let Mochimune do you?" Onozuka asked logically, a question to which Miyasaka didn't have a logical answer.
"It's just...everyone has different preferences," Miyasaka defended himself lamely. "Since you're using food examples, let's say that one person loves natto and the other person hates it. That doesn't mean that natto is bad, but that doesn't mean that I should have to eat it if I don't like it."
"How do you know you'd dislike natto if you've never tried it?" Onozuka replied dryly. "All I'm saying is that maybe you should at least give it a try." He shrugged indifferently and rose from the table. "If you don't want to try it, it's no skin off my nose." He smirked and added, "But don't blame me if Mochimune gets tired of eating natto all the time and decides to, ah, move on to another restaurant."
"Damn you, Onozuka!" Miyasaka snarled, hurling the book at Onozuka's head. However, Onozuka--infuriating as usual--anticipated his move and ducked, easily avoiding the impromptu missile. Onozuka laughed merrily, grabbing his jacket on his way out the door.
"I won't be home tonight, Miya-chan," he called out as he left. "I'm going to spend a romantic Christmas Eve with Katsuya and sleep over at his place."
"Smug bastard," Miyasaka muttered as he picked up the fallen book, smoothing out its creased cover. He flipped open the book and glanced through it, shaking his head in disbelief at the sight of a pair of ridiculously cute round-eyed manga characters (a girl and a boy) describing and demonstrating the techniques of anal masturbation in graphic detail.
He started to toss the book into the trash, then hesitated, heaved a sigh of resignation, and retreated to his bedroom to read it--and maybe, just maybe, to do a little practicing. Because Miyasaka might not be as smart as his friend, but he was smart enough to know that Onozuka was right about most things, so he was probably right about this, too...the insufferable bastard.
-End-
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Afterword: Yes, the manga that Onozuka gave Miyasaka really exists! In fact, this story was inspired by my earlier post about it. And I must admit, it was also partially inspired by Snapelike's great Miyasaka/Mochimune fics, especially How to Tame a Lover in Three Easy Steps (F-locked post on
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youka_nitta; there is also an alternate link here on IJ)
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I really liked that the friendship between them is like this, that such a book (the cute manga characters made me crack up, I tell you!) is an all right (and secretly welcome) Christmas present.
Thanks for the lovely treat, sweetie. <3
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Miyasaka and Onozuka seem to be pretty frank and open with each other--there was the whole orgy party thing, and Miyasaka freely talks about his Iwaki-infatuation with Onozuka, not seeming ashamed of being attracted to a man, or with being attracted to his friend's "wife," which is more problematic. Anyway, I figured that the manga would be a slightly embarrassing but acceptable gift between them.
And I totally love your Mochimune-Santa icon! ^_^
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Merry Christmas!
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Merry Christmas dear!!
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