bakerstreet | THE KISSING BOOTH MEME

[Akiyama remains still, and lets him. He lets the slightly taller male sweep his are aside, lets him lean in, and simply huffs out a half-chuckle as he's kissed on the cheek.]

Thanks for that, but I was only talking about saying 'please'. [With the athlete still hovering closely, Akiyama abruptly grasps him by the collar again to pull him even closer, until his own mouth reaches Miyuki's ear. He speaks calmly, breath falling upon the athlete's skin.] However....

I think I just changed my mind. Since you wanna keep being a smart-ass, I want something else now... [Suddenly Akiyama gives a pointed lick up along the outter shell of the other male's ear.] The truth.

Last time, when you had me on my knees... did you think about it?

[ Surprise upon surprise — it's fast enough it feels like his stomach drops when Akiyama yanks him in. His hand abruptly moves from the other boy's face to brace on the tree too, so tempted to push himself away. He'd thought it was alright to be close, as long as he could keep Akiyama here long enough to get the bag from him.

He starts to question that when the guy licks his ear. Miyuki's still too preoccupied trying to catch up to be able to hide it when he inhales sharp, a shiver shooting up his spine. ]

What... ?

[ First it's a What even?? Then it's much more obstinate, Miyuki quite able to guess what Akiyama's getting at once he takes a second to think about it. ]

... Think about what? You'll have to be more specific.

[Akiyama catches that reaction- it'd be impossible not to, with their bodies being so close. He can also hear the surprise in Miyuki's voice and it only causes him to grin before replying, without skipping a beat-] Letting me do it. Using my mouth... you know what I mean, right?

Maybe while it was happening, or after I left... [Akiyama gives a small nip to Miyuki's earlobe with his teeth, then his voice drops to a whisper.] I'm asking if you considered how it'd feel to have me suck you off, if you're still having trouble.

Do you need me to elaborate even more..?

[ At the nip, Miyuki grits his teeth behind his lips. But it's no help in calming the pounding in his chest, no help fighting against the prickling warmth along his skin when Akiyama talks to him like that with his warm breath caressing his skin. ]

... Nah, I get it now. You want the truth?

[ He repositions his hands, moving both to brace lower down the tree and closer to Akiyama's waist as he lets their bodies get dangerously close. ]

It was hard not to when you were so willing.

[ His whispers tease and copy the other boy's own. When he's being held by the collar it's difficult to move too much, but Miyuki tries jerking his head to the side for some distance at the same time as he looks for it in other ways. ]

— Then I thought about how much you like using your teeth! You need a muzzle or something, Vampire-kun?

[It's pretty warm out, but the heat of the sun doesn't compare the the small bit of heat that spreads throughout Akiyama when Miyuki begins to speak; a heat that is trapped between the athlete's muscular frame and the tree behind him, adding an extra layer of intimacy within an already 'intimate' discussion. But... though he initially gets an answer just as requested, Akiyama blinks as the question is abruptly deflated by Miyuki's following words. With the tension effectively swerved by the other teen's indirect dismissal, the delinquent merely gives a vaguely disappointed frown in response.]

...hnh. [Yeah, alright. He gets it. Uninterested in chasing after uninterested people, the delinquent releases Mikyuki's shirt from his grasp. Despite the kill to his buzz, Akiyama reaches behind himself and bring the bag out for Miyuki to take as agreed. It might not have been an entirely fun answer, but he got his answer after all. He sighs.]

[Bored again.]

Move.

Thanks...

[ Miyuki takes the bag, but it's with less urgency than he would have before. In fact, he's not even looking at it when he does, distracted by Akiyama and his odd reaction instead. He's not entirely sure what to make of it but backs up a step as requested, slinging the bag over a shoulder. ]

... are you pouting?

[Often misinterpreted to be a distant and/or inexpressive person, it gives Akiyama just a slight moment of pause when the other teen makes him conscious of what face he's making. But rather than denying it or trying to save face, Akiyama merely responds in his usual very Akiyama-like fashion; somehow a mixture of vague nonchalance and blunt honesty.]

...Whose fault is that? Idiot.

[It's not as if he has no sense of embarrassment. Once Miyuki backs away, Akiyama steps over to a nearby bench and takes a seat. It's warm here, so maybe he'll just take a nap.] Anyway, you're free to go.

[The delinquent stretches out long-ways across the park bench and turns with his back facing the other teen.]

[ He doesn't even deny it! Okay, so if Miyuki's got this straight (no pun intended), Akiyama was disappointed over being snubbed. He was pouting at Miyuki's denial of interest in him sucking his dick, because... he wants to suck his dick.

He chuckles under his breath. What a guy...

Taking his time, Miyuki ambles on over behind the bench. Not like he's eager to get back to the booth before his shift's over anyway. ]

Hey.

[ He leans over and folds his arms atop the bench's back, peering down at Akiyama. ]

"Miyuki Kazuya". Use that if you get tired of "Four-Eyes".

[Akiyama cracks an eye open to lazily peer up at the other teen whose name is, apparently, Miyuki Kazuya. Akiyama has two options. Continue sulking upon his bench of salt until he falls asleep- or open himself up to simply acquiring another acquaintance; one who he can still occasionally kill time with when bored, even if their activity with each other starts and ends there.]

.....

[Well. Despite things not going the way Akiyama wanted, it couldn't hurt. The delinquent was looking forward to having a very specific kind of 'fun' with Miyuki and, after being snubbed (for the second time) was feeling pretty turned off. -No, actually, he's still feeling pretty annoyed, and kinda wants to tell the guy to fuck off right now, but... inadvertently, Miyuki has managed to rekindle just a bit of Akiyama's interest. An 'interest' of his, as it turns out, is the simple act of being approached in itself.]

...Give me your phone. [He raises one hand, palm open.]

[ He waits, smiling vaguely down at him. You know, before mouths go near genitals most people exchange names, get to know each other a little first. But maybe he's just being traditional.

Not that he's specifically seeking a blow job later. Regardless, it doesn't seem like Akiyama's a bad guy and even if it's probably a bad idea getting involved with him, he's fun. Miyuki's had fun, with him. It couldn't hurt taking a step toward acquaintanceship.

He takes out his phone and holds it above the other boy. ]

Hm... I would, but... with your record I'm gonna need some collateral.

[ Or Akiyama could just snatch the thing from him. He's just letting him know, he may like him; that's why he bothered giving his name. But with their encounters thus far, he has a healthy amount of distrust for him too. ]

You're annoying! I'm not gonna steal it. [He props himself up and snatches the phone from Miyuki.] And for the record, I've never bullshitted you before.

[But he then takes his own phone out of his pocket anyway. Akiyama opens up Miyuki's phone and types something out in a text box, before handing both phones over to the other teen, to transfer information over as needed.]

I don't know how to make contacts or whatever, so just do it for me. [Upon Miyuki's screen, both his full name- Akiyama Yuuji- and phone number are displayed.]

Anyway, texting is too annoying. If you've got something to say, just call.

Maybe not, but you were pouting pretty hard. How did I know you wouldn't have chucked it across the park?

[ He takes the two phones. Akiyama Yuuji, huh. Maybe he should ask Kuramochi if he knows anything about him later...

Miyuki gets the distinct feeling of dealing with a lazy cat, but does as asked before handing Akiyama his phone back. ]

Texting's more discreet. It's helpful when you're rooming with two other guys.

[ Which Miyuki is, living in the baseball dorms. His house isn't too far away like some of the other guys who were scouted from across the country, but he'd rather live on campus. There's only his workaholic dad back home anyway. ]

Hnh.... Guess you wouldn't know. [He shrugs.] High risk, high reward.

[Akiyama takes his phone back and slips it into the pocket of his loose-fitting jeans, leaning back down again. He raises one hand and physically waves off Miyuki's following words as if to say 'that's not my problem'.]

Then don't be discreet, idiot. [A pause, and then he smirks.] Or are you too worried about what your friends would think about you hanging with me?

Like I'm gonna "corrupt your innocence" or something...

[ With that high reward being Akiyama's number? Cocky punk.

And "friends" is a strong word — "teammates" would be more accurate. Either way, what Akiyama says is hilarious and Miyuki openly laughs at the thought. ]

Yeah, right! After that back there, they might think you're gonna ~take my virtue~

[ Except not really; most don't believe Miyuki has any virtue. He sobers up a bit, still standing above the bench leaning his hands on the edge of the back with his arms rigid. ]

... Nah, that's not it. It's more like... what trouble you might get me into. But I know better than to do anything stupid.

[ He tilts his head to the side, eyes lingering on Akiyama for a moment, and suddenly pushes off the bench to stand straight. ]

Well! Not that it matters. It'd just be annoying if they get nosy.

[Unable to deny the possibility of getting the athlete 'into trouble', Akiyama simply stares back up at the laughing teen with slight curiosity. The thought of having to be 'discreet' about anything is pretty lame and annoying to Akiyama- but at the mention of "nosy" friends, a moment of clarity crosses the delinquent's features.]

...Now that you mention it... [Akiyama thinks back, recalling the way one particular acquaintance of his has a definite history of flipping the fuck out when it concerns guys hitting on other guys. Even if it was only a joke, odds are Tomomi might get a little weird when he hears about how Akiyama "made out" with some guy at a kissing booth. He'll probably (maybe) get over it eventually, but then again... there was that one time when the punk seriously beat the shit out of that dude who approached him before- and he will even occasionally get all loud and defensive about it to this day.... Hm.]

.....

[Some people make big deals out of little things. Akiyama has no plans of changing his behavior just to suit someone else, but the alternative of having to deal with a Tomomi outburst is just way too much of a bother. So yeah. Akiyama can see Miyuki's point.]

Alright... Texting is fine. [When Miyuki pushes himself up from the bench, Akiyama peers over at him again.] Going back?

What're you gonna tell them? -About how you got the money back from me, I mean.

... I'll tell them exactly what happened.

[ Miyuki's smile tugs up at one corner, before he breaks out into a full-blown grin, jabbing a thumb at himself. ]

I valiantly chased down the thief, caught him, and he returned the money while begging for forgiveness.

[ Not really. He's not planning on giving much of an answer, actually, beyond "he gave it back". It doesn't matter as long as he returns with the money. ]

[Akiyama blinks.] Hey, hold on--

That's it? Not even a struggle... I just got scared and gave up when you caught me? [He really wouldn't put it past Miyuki to pull something like that, so it's kinda hard to tell whether he's joking or not.]

[ With that reaction, Miyuki's not about to make it clear for him. ]

What, you don't like that angle?

[ He slips his hands in his pockets as he waltzes around the end of the bench. ]

Then how about... You weren't really stealing the money, it was just a means to an end. You were just jealous of all those girls I kissed and couldn't take it anymore, but didn't know how else to get me all to yourself.

[ He's turned with his back to Akiyama by now, like he's about to go. But he looks over his shoulder to throw the other boy a teasing smirk. ]

Who knew Akiyama-kun could be so cute~

I'm gonna deck you for real.

[He almost regrets not chucking the guy's phone across the park now. But he realizes that reacting is only giving Miyuki what he wants, so the delinquent just exhales with a cringe.] You're really not cute at all.

[Akiyama goes to lay back down. He's tired.] Whatever- just go already...

[ Miyuki snickers at the irritation in that threat and quickly devolves into cackles. ]

Aww, thanks~ [ and lifts one hand in a lazy wave as he leaves. ] See you!

[ He indeed brings his earning back safe and sound, avoiding any reprimands or questions about how he managed it. And he comes back late enough that there's no more kissing to be done! All things considered, not a bad day. ]

( ooc: That ended better than last time, haha. Wanna wrap the thread up here? )

Edited 2016-08-28 23:12 (UTC)

[Another sigh.] So annoying...

[Akiyama needs a nap. He could also use a cigarette. He could smoke until he falls asleep, but that usually doesn't turn out so well. Ultimately he's able to fall asleep on the bench just fine; deciding to skip class (yet again) in favor of more sleep. After waking up, he may or may not decide to shoot Miyuki a text or two. Y'know, just to see how things went with the booth and everything.]

((OOC: lol yeah, Akiyama still ended up poutty since he didn't get what he wanted BUT he'll get over it XD. Seems as good a place to end it as any~ I look forward to seeing Miyuki around somewhere again!))

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