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Title<\/b>: Out Past Curfew [Hokuto\/Jesse]
\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: R, under-18 warning (Hokuto’s almost there!! …..( _ _) )
\nSummary<\/b>: Jesse’s mother can kick Hokuto’s ass, and she’ll do it too if he brings him home on a school night.
\nAN<\/b>: Written for Shiritori. First Jesse wouldn’t cooperate, and then he was way too cooperative ( -_-);;;;;<\/p>\n
Out Past Curfew<\/b><\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Go on ahead,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Juri insists, and Hokuto would think he was being nice if it weren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t for the filthy leer Juri gives them and then the yelp that Taiga gives as soon as the door is shut, quickly muffled. <\/p>\n
Oh well, whatever. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I guess we can start our date early?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hokuto offers, and Jesse doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t seem to mind, judging from his low chuckle. <\/p>\n
It hardly seems different than any of the other times they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve hung out after work, window shopping a little, arguing over whether to get ramen or curry for dinner, complaining about their schoolwork and Shintarou\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s bullying over their food. But then Jesse kicks at Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s foot under the table and grins with his bangs falling into his eyes, and then it seems like it couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be more different than before. <\/p>\n
Hokuto grins back until Jesse drops his eyes, cheeks a little pink. Hokuto murmurs that it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cute, and Jesse says it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the curry, the curry. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I got it,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hokuto says when Jesse reaches for the bill. Jesse whines, but Hokuto has the faster hands. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You got it last time!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jesse protests, going back to the last few bites of his curry. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m older,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hokuto points out. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You just want me to call you senpai,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jesse accuses, then gives a wink that says he wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t mind so much. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Idiot, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re like two years my senpai,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hokuto grumbles good-naturedly as he digs through his bag for his wallet. Jesse only laughs some more. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You totally like it.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d When they stand, Jesse stretches, Hokuto eyeing the pale stripe of skin where Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s T-shirt rides up. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Want to go for karaoke?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Your curfew,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hokuto reminds. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Your mother can kick my ass, and she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll do it too.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve got a bit yet.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jesse waves a hand vaguely. He edges closer, smiling hopefully, nudging at Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder with his own. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Please, senpai?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Stop that!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hokuto hisses, hoping nobody is paying any attention to his flushed cheeks, or Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s casual invasion of his personal space. He lowers his voice so only Jesse can hear and adds, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153At least until we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re in the karaoke booth, use your brain.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
The smile Jesse gives him is so bright that Hokuto doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t start feeling the cold outside for two and a half blocks. <\/p>\n
Tucked in a small karoke room, Hokuto makes it two and a half songs before he leans over to kiss Jesse right in the middle of \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ai Nante.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Finally,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jesse mutters against Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth, microphone hitting the couch with a thump as he wraps his arms around Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s neck to haul him in closer. Before Hokuto comprehends what\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s going on, Jesse has crawled into his lap, pushing Hokuto firmly down into the couch cushions with his weight. <\/p>\n
Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth is insistent against his, coaxing until Hokuto parts his lips and lets him in. Jesse is all impatience, rocking hips and roaming hands. It makes Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s blood sing in his veins and he loves it, humming as Jesse tugs at his hair to tilt his head back further. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mmm,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hokuto praises, hands sliding back from Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s waist to tease at the hem of his shirt, at the warm skin just under it. He drags fingertips up the bumps of Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s spine, and Jesse shivers against him.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Damn, I wish you could spend the night,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jesse pulls his mouth just far enough away to whisper, and Hokuto nips at his lower lip in warning. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t tease me with stuff I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he warns. Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s eyes are dark, pupils wide, and Hokuto wonders if he looks just as good, just as desperate. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Your mother really will kick my ass if you bring me home on a school night.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Serves her right for sending me to Johnny\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s when I was so young and impressionable,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jesse scoffs, stealing quick kisses every few words. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Of course I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d end up bringing the cutest boys home with me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d better only be bringing one boy home,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hokuto growls, a wave of possession washing hot through his chest.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153The cutest one,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jesse promises, soothing Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s jealousy with a kiss long and deep enough to steal Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s breath. <\/p>\n
His head is still spinning when Jesse slides off of his lap suddenly. Hokuto opens his mouth to protest, before his brain catches up and realizes Jesse is kneeling between Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s thighs, hands on his knees to push them apart, grin sharp and bangs falling in his eyes. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hey, whoa,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hokuto starts to protest, eyes flicking towards the door. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Shh, they never bother us.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jesse shrugs off Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s entire well-founded concerns. Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hands start to slide up Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s thighs, slow enough that Hokuto could stop him. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Let me?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Hokuto doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t stop him.
\nJesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s fingers are just as impatient as the rest of him, fumbling with Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s belt and zipper, but it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s worth it when he gets Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s jeans out of the way enough to stroke him from base to tip. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fuck,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hokuto hisses when Jesse licks at his tip, hoping they put in enough songs to last longer than he does, or some people in the hallway will definitely be getting an earful. <\/p>\n
Not that Hokuto is likely to last very long once Jesse gets serious, not with the way Jesse wraps lips tight around him and watches Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s face the whole time, eyes always turned up to make sure he has Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s full attention. Hokuto has no idea what else would be at all worth looking at while Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth is spit-slick and so hot around him. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s all he can do to get one of his hands into Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair to stroke in encouragement and gasp various syllables of Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s name. <\/p>\n
He tries to warn Jesse when he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s about to come, but Jesse only sucks harder, eyes trained on Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s face, and Hokuto can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t hold back any longer. He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s still gasping for air, fingers and toes tingling, when Jesse wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and crawls back up into Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s lap in an obvious search for compliments. Hokuto can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t get enough breath to speak, so he settles for pressing an uncoordinated kiss to the corner of Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth as soon as he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s within reach. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hey, you don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have to,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jesse squirms a little, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153since I just…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d <\/p>\n
Hokuto doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t care about that even a little, and he silences Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s protest with a more serious kiss, humming low in his throat as he licks the last taste of himself from Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth. Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s lips are starting to puff up, and it just makes Hokuto want to kiss him harder. Jesse melts against him, hands back in Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair, making no move to do anything about the hardness digging into Hokuto\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s stomach other than the irregular rock of his hips. <\/p>\n
Jesse\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s eyes go wide in surprise when Hokuto tips him over onto his back across the couch suddenly, and Hokuto can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t help but chuckle at how comic he looks with his hair mussed up and lips kiss-swollen and eyes full of confusion. It changes to a knowing grin, though, when Hokuto asks if Jesse wants him to return the favor. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Please?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jesse asks cutely, then his mouth twitches at the corner before he adds, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Please, senpai.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You are gonna get it,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hokuto promises as he crawls over top of Jesse; Jesse laughs and says that he certainly hopes so.<\/p>\n