Drabble for Zanzou-chan. ^^
Omi's First Time
“Oh, God, Omi . . .” Nagi was having trouble catching his breath. “Faster.”
“I’m going as fast as I can,” Omi managed.
Nagi’s eyes were wide, and he had to bite down on his lip to control himself. There was just something so damned hot about Omi as he struggled with the unfamiliar movements, tucking his hair behind his ears with one hand and gasping for breath. The music he had chosen played loudly in the background, in time with his movements.
“I don’t -- think I’m going -- to make it,” he said between breaths.
“You can do it,” Nagi encouraged. “I know you’re new at this, but it’s not that hard.”
Omi bit back a comment that yes, damn it, it was that hard.
He tripped over his own feet and went stumbling off the DDR pad, landing smack on top of Nagi and knocking them both to the ground.
Nagi gave up on controlling himself and burst into giggles. “That’s my graceful assassin,” he managed.
Omi sulked. “Oh, shut up,” he said. “Buying this stupid DDR pad was your idea anyway.”
Nagi snickered. “And worth every penny.”
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