\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: NC-17 for cockrings. See below for blame.
\nSummary<\/b>: Tamamori’s ready to try new things, Miyata has questions about the directions.
\nAN<\/b>: This was supposed to be for Miyata’s Hatachi this year, but I suck and then snowqueenofhoth<\/a> would not leave me alone about getting a cock ring in there, and i had to do research and there’s a picture of one that’s been sitting on my desktop for weeks and I THINK OTHER PEOPLE SAW IT WHEN I BROUGHT THE LAPTOP TO A MEETING YESTERDAY. SADFACE. <\/p>\n
Holding Back<\/b><\/p>\n
They were napping on Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s bed, alone in the house for the afternoon, when he brought up the idea the first time. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No way,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata said. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Absolutely not.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be like that, Miyacchi,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori said, stretched out in a lazy sprawl against Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s side, and he drew fingers lightly across Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s belly to make him shiver. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You haven\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t even heard my idea.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re not using a cock ring,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata said bluntly, putting his hand over Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s to squash it flat, and Tamamori snickered and shivered at the same time at Miyata using the words \u00e2\u20ac\u02dccock ring.\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Those things are dangerous, you could hurt\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6you know, yourself.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You can say cock ring,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori asked, amused, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153but you can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t say \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcyour cock?\u00e2\u20ac\u2122\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153We aren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t in a porno,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata shifted, embarrassed, but he relaxed when Tamamori leaned up to kiss him lazily. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Anyway,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata says when Tamamori pulled away, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153where\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d you\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6oh god, it was A.B.C., wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t it?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Kawai swears by them.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori grinned when Miyata made a pained noise. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Look, you can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be surprised. They know better than anybody when we disappear and how short it is before we come back.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t you mean how long?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata asked. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori answered, lips thin. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153No, I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You know I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t care about that.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata slid his hand up into Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair and scratched at his scalp until Tamamori was limp against him again. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I like you the way you are, and I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t need whatever\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6things\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6Kawai needs to get off.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata paused, then wrinkled his nose. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Or not get off. As the case may be.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not all about you, you know,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori grumbled, but then he yawned, nose scrunched up, and when he drifted off without arguing any further, Miyata figured that would be the end of it.<\/p>\n
He certainly wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t thinking much about it a couple weeks later, when he was in the midst of downing a round of birthday shots, Fujigaya hugging Goseki drunkenly on one side while on the other Kitayama and Tottsu argued over what flavor Jell-O shot they should have next. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s enough for you!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kawai appeared suddenly and slapped an arm around Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulders, making him stumble under the weight. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hey!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata protested as Kawai started strolling away from the bar, pulling Miyata along with him. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153We just got started!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have you too<\/i> sloshed,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kawai turned his head to grin at Miyata as they slid their way through the crowded club. He leaned close enough for Miyata to hear his words, breath warm against Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ear. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll spoil your present if you can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t get in on the action.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Kawai dropped his hand from Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder to stroke his hip, clarifying his point. Buzzed enough that the whirl of the crowd around them was slightly sickening, Miyata swallowed hard, and he sucked in a breath of air gratefully when they finally escaped the noise of the club. <\/p>\n
Then he blinked in confusion as Kawai continued to steer him, down the block, making a right at the corner down a smaller side-street. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he started, but Kawai pinched Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s waist, making him squeak. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Se~cret,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t worry, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll like it.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Miyata was a lot less confused, but far more embarrassed, when Kawai pushed him into a rather non-descript building before Miyata could read the sign properly and then stopped in front of a machine with a lot of dubiously-labeled choices on the buttons. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fumito!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata hissed, glancing over his shoulder. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What the hell! Do you know what\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll happen to us if we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re photographed in a love hotel?!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Aww,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kawai shot a fleeting glance at Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s flushed cheeks, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s your first time in one, isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t it?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata protested, then when Kawai raised an eyebrow, glared at his shoes. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Maybe.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll be fine,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kawai soothed, and then finally found the label he was looking for. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Aha! You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re looking for room 9. Just go down the hall and knock. Later!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153W-wait!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata protested. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Where are you<\/i> going?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Back to drinking, of course!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kawai made shooing motions as he backed out of the lobby. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Go on! You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll have fun, I pro~mise!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Miyata lurked indecisively in the lobby for a minute, debating just fleeing the scene, but then his drunken sense of chivalry kicked in, and he turned to go down the hall and at least tell whoever was in room 9 that he wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be in need of their services. <\/p>\n
But when he knocked on the door, glancing up and down the hallway as if a hoard of fangirls were going to come pouring down it any moment, cell phones in hand, the voice that came from the other side of the door made him freeze with his knuckles still against the door. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Come in!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d <\/p>\n
Miyata all but shoved the door open and leaned in, and there indeed was Tamamori, lounging around on the bed on his stomach, hair damp, the fluffiest, whitest robe Miyata had ever seen slipping off one of his shoulders. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ne, don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t stand there!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori chuckled, but his cheeks were turning nearly as pink as Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Get in here and shut the door before somebody sees!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Who\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6what\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata shoved the door shut and leaned back against it for support. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Kawai?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s your birthday present.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori sat up, trying to tug the short robe down to keep himself covered, but all it did was tug the material further off his shoulder. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153A.B.C. chipped in for the room. I think we got the Angel\/Devil suite, by they way.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori waved a hand a the white fuzziness he was wrapped in and Miyata followed the motion helplessly. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153But I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not putting on the wings, they look complicated. Although if you wanted the pitchfork\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t want the pitchfork,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata rushed to say, and suddenly he could move again and was kicking off his shoes and dropping his jacket on the ground so he could crawl on the bed and see if the robe was as soft as it looked. <\/p>\n
It was, and Tamamori melted against Miyata as Miyata kissed him, not sure whether it was the alcohol or the rub of Tamamori against him that was making the room spin. Tamamori whimpered when Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cold fingers brushed over the back of his neck, then threaded through the damp hair there and tugged. Tamamori got hands up under the back of Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s T-shirt, and Miyata broke the kiss with a gasp. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You smell like something I drank earlier,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata mumbled against the curve of Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s bare shoulder, making Tamamori squirm. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Should I get a bath too, or\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No, stay here,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori ordered. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You haven\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t seen my present for you yet.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Huh?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata blinked when Tamamori shifted back out of his grip. He bit his lip, chewing on it nervously for a second, then yanked the tie of the robe loose and let it fall entirely off his shoulders. <\/p>\n
Miyata wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t sure which part of what he was looking at was the present for a second or too, but when his gaze traveled further south, he saw what looked like a leather bracelet tight around Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s half-hard cock. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Is that\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s eyes widened, but he swallowed the rush of want through his chest. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tama, we talked<\/i> about that! I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s completely safe,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori cut Miyata off smoothly. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a beginner one. I read all<\/i> the directions, twice. And then the English ones. And then the Spanish ones.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Miyata furrowed his brow.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You took a long time to get here, okay?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori cleared his throat. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Anyway, I told you, it isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t just about you. Sometimes I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d like it if things lasted a bit longer, you know?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
There was a long pause before Miyata asked in a small voice. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Beginner one?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Tamamori grinned and sidled closer, sneaking a quick kiss. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153We can always upgrade. Christmas is only a few months away\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6New Year\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6Valentine\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Day\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fuck, how complicated do these things get?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata demanded, and Tamamori laughed and shoved him down onto his back. He threw a leg over Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s waist and pushed his T-shirt up over his head, letting his palms graze Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s skin on the way. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153We\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll take it slow,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he reassured when Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s head was free and leaned down for another kiss. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Anyway, it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s your birthday, so just do what you normally do. Except here we can be as loud as we want.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re a genius,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata said in complete adoration as he ran his fingers down Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s spine and got a low moan in response. He took his time that way, sliding his hands over Tamamori everywhere he could reach, watching in fascination as Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s skin flushed and Tamamori shifted into the touch, asking for more. Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s gaze skipped down between Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s legs every few seconds, Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock hard and darker than Miyata was used to. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fucking tease,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori finally groaned, hands digging in tightly where they rested on Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s chest, and his thighs were trembling where they were tight around Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s waist. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Jeans off, please?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d <\/p>\n
Miyata flipped them over while he was at it, and Tamamori pulled him over until Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s weight was pushing him down into the bed. Miyata kissed him fiercely, both of them groaning, but then after a few moments shifted to the side to slide a hand down Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s stomach. Tamamori jerked against his mouth when Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s fingers finally closed around his cock, and his hands came up to wrap tight in Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair. <\/p>\n
Miyata took his time exploring the feel of the leather strap against Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s skin, rubbing his own cock against Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hip, until Tamamori was pleading with him to get on with it. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Whose birthday is this again?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata asked, rubbing his thumb through the wetness gathering on Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tip. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153If something doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t get inside me right now<\/i>,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori groaned, pulling Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair harder, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m going to come all over you, cock ring or no cock ring.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fuck, stop talking like that.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata had to squeeze his eyes shut and take a shuddering breath. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Or I won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t make it inside anything.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Given their environs, finding the lube and condoms only took a second, and when Miyata refused to rush, Tamamori got up on one elbow to push one of his fingers into himself alongside Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153If you stop, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll kill you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori said, voice strained, when Miyata growled his disapproval and started to pull back. Miyata narrowed his eyes and shoved back in harder, making Tamamori throw his head back with a gasp of Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s name. <\/p>\n
It was hot enough that Miyata didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t argue when Tamamori added another of his own fingers, he just watched Tamamori push down against their fingers and focused all his energy on not coming himself, on not giving in to the temptation to just grind himself to completion against Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s thigh.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Please,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori said desperately, pulling his fingers free and wrapping a lube-slick hand around Miyata wrist to pull him out as well. He kept his fingers wrapped tight around Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s wrist, tight enough to maybe leave marks as he yanked Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand up to force him to crawl closer. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fuck, please, I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t wait, please<\/i>.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Miyata was far too gone to answer as he pushed inside of Tamamori, pressing forward until he was buried deeply enough to get his mouth against Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s for a rushed, messy kiss. Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock was sharp against Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s stomach, making him moan and thrust before either one of them was really ready. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t stop,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori begged, almost a sob, wrapping arms around Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s neck to hold himself in place and pressing his fore head against Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Feels really good, harder<\/i>.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Tamamori kept on talking, making Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s blood rush, things that Miyata would have barely imagined Tamamori saying before this, and not at all what he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d thought Tamamori meant about them being able to be as loud as they wanted. He made up for it with his own moans, sporadically managing to groan Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s name.<\/p>\n
All of the sudden, he realized that he couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t hold back any longer, taken by surprise since it hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t ever been a problem before. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tama,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he struggled to get a warning out, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153gonna\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Oh thank god,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori answered, sounding just as desperate, and just as Miyata reached his limit, he dimly felt Tamamori scrabble between them with a hand, then heard the sharp click of snaps being undone.<\/p>\n
When Miyata could think again, Tamamori was still shuddering against him, their stomachs slick from Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s release, and Miyata kissed him fiercely, even though most of his body was still refusing to do what he told it to. They came down that way, sharing hot, deep kisses that only lasted a second or two each because both of them were still panting for air. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re crushing my hand,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori finally said, voice shaky, and Miyata shifted barely enough for Tamamori to pull it loose before Miyata was kissing him again. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You are so into the cock ring.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Only because it was on you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata answered. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I would have been into the wings or the pitchfork too if that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s what you had when I showed up\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6not,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata clarified when Tamamori made an interested noise and started to shift away, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153that I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m letting you up to get either of those things.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Tamamori made a noise like he wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t sure he was convinced, and Miyata set out to work harder on that. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153How long do we have in here?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata asked eventually. They\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d worked themselves over to the side, Miyata on his back and Tamamori halfway on top of him, Miyata having slipped out of him at some point but still rubbing against him with slow circles of his hips. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Kawai\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll call,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori murmured vaguely, tilting his head back to let Miyata press teeth against more of his neck. <\/p>\n
Not that they heard the phone when he did, what with the way Tamamori was wailing himself hoarse, but it did make things more interesting when an delegation of Ebikisu members showed up at the door to collect them. <\/p>\n
OMAKE<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Good morning,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata said several days later as Tamamori slunk into practice, suppressing a chuckle when Tamamori gave him a black look. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Morning,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori grunted, then grit his teeth when behind him Nikaido yelled out an inquiry about whether or not Tamamori had his voice back. <\/p>\n
Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s amusement melted into something darker when he glanced down and noticed something familiar snapped around Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s wrist. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tama-chan,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata lowered his voice and darted a glance to see if anybody else had noticed, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153is that the\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Shut up,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori snapped miserably. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153My mother caught me with it and I had to tell her it was a new bracelet and now I have to tell my father where I got it so he can get one for her for their anniversary.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Well,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata had zero success suppressing his snorts of laughter, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153maybe since we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been giving them so much business, they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll give him free engraving or something.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori growled a warning. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153\u00e2\u20ac\u02dcCan\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t restrain myself when it comes to you,\u00e2\u20ac\u2122\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata suggested, giving up and hooting with laughter. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Or, \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcLoving you is a snap\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 or\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Miyata regretted his insensitivity immediately when Tamamori informed the entire dressing room that Miyata wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be getting fucked in the prop closet anytime in the near future.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153All RIGHT,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kawai exclaimed, high-fiving Fujigaya. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I was starting to think we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d have to put in reservations to get into that place.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
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