Are you really Loveless?

Under the Influence

2007-04-17T23:18:43Z

Title: Under the In Influence
Author:blislife
Rating: MA
Disclaimer:I own nothing. Absolutely nada. Not even my body >_>
Word Count: 1600
Summary-: Seamus makes a love potion for a practical joke,but when Dean drinks it and tries to seduce him, Seamus doesn’t know whether he can resist. Warnings for crack(Was previously posted in FF.net under ~haru’s)

Under the Influence

Seamus tried to choke back laughter as he hid behind a sofa in the common room. He watched as quietly as he could while Ron gulped down half of the pink liquid unsuspecting of its contents. Ron held his head suddenly feeling his face flush and the room spin.
“Wo, what the hell did I just drink.” Ron sat down trying to calm his breath.

Seamus was about to burst with impatience, waiting for someone to come down the stairs. But it was worth the wait. Neville walked in the room, hair in a messy disarray mumbling incoherently about pink elephants. Ron looked up and felt his heart soar. He had never noticed Neville’s pouty lips or adorable dimples. The messy weekend hair and teddy bear pajamas just added to the sexiness.

Ron sauntered slowly towards Neville hips swinging and purred “Neville, when did you get so bloody hot. I want you now and I wont take no for an answer”
Neville backed into the door and managed to squeak “R-ron what’s going on with you? Do you have a fever or something?”
Neville reached out to feel Ron’s head for a fever and Ron took the opportunity to snatch the hand and pull in for an eager kiss. Neville gasped and tried to get out of the taller boy’s grasp, but he simply held on tighter. Seamus unable to hold it in anymore fell on the floor in hysterical fits of laughter. In his excitement he didn’t notice a certain someone had come down the stairs right after Neville.

Neville pushed Ron off him with all the pent up strength he had. It wouldn’t of worked if the other boy wasn’t so preoccupied with licking at Neville’s neck. Ron cried out almost femininely “No, but, I love you!”
Neville threw an angry look at Seamus before running out of the room trying to escape a lovesick and horny Ron.

Seamus still chuckling stood up and brushed himself off to look at his wonderful potion. What he didn’t expect was his best friend holding the goblet in his hand licking his lips.
“Oh my god, Dean, you didn’t drink that did you?” Seamus felt his stomach drop. There was no one else in the room.
Dean smiled at Seamus. And for a moment Seamus thought everything was going to be okay,but the smile turned into a flirtatious smirk. Seamus was scared ,but couldn’t help the anticipation and excitement that came along with it.

“Shay Shay,” Dean called in a sing song voice that was very odd in contrast to his normally deep one. “Why do you look so scared? Don’t you love me anymore?”
Seamus heard his heart pumping and swore the sound of it would wake up the rest of the tower. He couldn’t stay here. The truth was he wanted Dean, but he was ummm.. under the influence. Seamus cursed himself for even considering staying and ravishing his best friend. It would be like rape. Dean made quick and graceful steps towards the confused boy. At the last second Seamus darted out of his friend’s reach and into the empty corridor. He ran for his life. It was extremely hard when the person you were running from was the one you wanted most.

“Come back my love!”

Seamus sprinted around ,corners accidentally running through a few ghosts and knocking over some suits of honor ,who yelled disgruntled obscenities after him. Seamus thinking fast ran into an empty classroom hiding under a desk.
Seamus heard yells from outside “Where are you Shay-Shay-Sugerplum-sexy-pants?!”
He sighed in relief as he heard the footsteps continue down the hallway.
“Are you looking for that funky-faced blonde haired fluff?” Peeves chuckled
Seamus froze “aww shit”
Peeves ushered the boy into the classroom and Seamus tried to slink around the desks unnoticed, but Peeves let out a shrill shout.
“There he is! Sugar-Plump-Suck-Off himself!”

Dean pounced onto the poor confused boy. “Don’t hide.” Before being able to protest he leaned in for a sloppy kiss. Seamus melted as he felt a tongue beg for entrance against his mouth and almost gave in but than a voice in his head screamed “YOU RAPIST! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO DEAN YOU FUKIN ASS HOLE! I OUTTA KICK YOU’RE A….“ Seamus ended up giving into the angry protests in his mind and reluctantly pulled away and dashed away once again.

Dean was quick on his feet to catch his prize.

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Seamus’ chest racked..gasping desperately for breath. He had ran through the whole castle , but Dean did not tire and ran after him. If he locked a door Dean would use an unlocking spell. Once he even blasted open the door after Seamus had used a charm to render the unlocking spell useless. In a desperate search of escape, and also not wishing to have any more points taken off of Gryffindor for running in the corridors he left the castle for the grounds.

Seamus lay next to the lake trying to get oxygen in his lungs and almost cried when he felt two long arms wrap around his neck. “Hello shay-shay”
“I --ca-n-t ru-n any- more –please-“
“Well I’m glad” Dean untwined his arms from his neck and lay down next to him calmly.
Seamus bewildered, asked ”Aren’t you going to attack me or something?”
“No. Would you like me to?”
“Didn’t you like drink that potion? That potion that makes you lovesick and horny and shit.”
“No.”
“WHAT?!”
“I just held the glass, the rest you just assumed. “
“Bu-, huh?”
Dean kissed the tip of Seamus’ nose “Silly. I’m sorry,but it’s fun playing with you. I couldn’t resist.”
“How did you know what the potion was and not to drink it.”
“Well seeing Mr.I’m Straight Dammit pinning Neville to the wall was a hint. Besides theres only one potion I know that has that musky smell.”

“I see”Seamus for once couldn’t find his words. Confused was an understatement. He looked up at Dean who had this hopeful look on his face. He seemed to be waiting to be rejected. Seamus took Dean’s face in his hand and kissed him softly. Dean pressed in harder pushing his whole body weight, knocking the blonde over. Seamus felt the wandering tongue once again ask for permission. Happy to oblige he opened his mouth letting the warm tongue shoot shivers down his spine.

Seamus reached under Dean’s shirt to wander a dark well toned stomach. He smiled into the kiss as he brushed against a nipple. Dean moaned sending a vibration through Seamus’ body down towards his groin. Dean felt something harden underneath his own rising erection. He took off his shirt, but was too distracted to feel the cold breeze. He pulled off his partner’s shirt ripping a sleeve in his haste.
Dean leaned down to lick at the sensitive skin under the belly button causing the boy under him to shiver. He tugged the pants off obstructing his progress downward.Underwear was torn off quickly. Seamus helped Dean kick off the rest of his clothes before continuing. Dean licked at Seamus’ arousal lightly teasing the slit. Seamus cried out and pushed down on Dean’s head.
“Ahhh hurry”
“Na”
“Pleease”
“Call my name”
“D—ean”
“What was that?”
“DEAN ohh!”

He suckled and nipped winning loud groans.Deep throating him he felt a pulse through his mouth before a rush of cum was forced down his throat. He chocked slightly,and screamed when he felt a mouth over his own hard-on. Seeing Seamus’ bobbing head was enough to send him over quickly.

The two panted clutching to each other. Almost afraid that the other would disappear. The both of them had waited for so long. Unsure of the other’s feelings. After recovering they returned to a heated make-out session. Dean loomed over Seamus eyes filled with both lust and love. Seamus smiled up in a similar expression.
“I love you and I want you to take me”
Dean bit his lip concerned ”Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more sure”
Seamus sucked Dean’s fingers for lubrication. Dean stroked Seamus’ arousal while pushing in his wet fingers. Stretching and listening carefully for any shout of disapproval. Seamus called out his name impatiently and he took that as a ‘ready’. He flipped Seamus over gently and slid into his best friend and lover.

Dean couldn’t hold back a cry as the hot flesh surrounded him. He moved after recovering and Seamus groaned in pure pleasure. Never did he feel so complete. He pushed up against his manhood wanting more. “Deeper,deeper.” Dean who was up to his hilt moaned out again. The pleasure was too much he didn’t know how long he would last. Holding the other in place he moved as fast as he could, wanting to pleasure his partner more than anything. Both bucked wildly awaiting release. Dean took Seamus’ manhood in his hand and pumped in rhythm. Seamus screamed out his name as he felt an orgasm rack his complete frame. His toes curled and whole body went stiff before he fell limp in the other’s arms. Dean felt Seamus tighten and released crying out a declaration of love before falling on top of the other boy.

Dean got off of his lover and sat up against a tree, exhausted. Seamus climbed into his lap wrapping thin arms around the other’s torso. “I love you too, but can you think of a better nickname than Shay-shay-sugarplum-sexy-pants”

END

A/N- I totally fell in love with this couple and had to write something for them. There aren’t enough fics for them. Why can’t they be cannon,dammit. This may not be my best fan-fic but help me out and comment :3

The Twin's Bet

2006-09-22T23:46:44Z

The Twin's Bet

Summary: Hikaru and Kaoru make a bet on Tamaki's and Haruhi's relationship, resulting in Kaoru in a schoolgirl uniform. What ever will Hikaru do? MA for TWINCEST and small LIME.
Pairings: HikaruKaoru. TamaHaru.

Rated: MA , basically for the Twincest.

WARNING: TWINCEST meaning INCEST. A little LIME. Barely, but people are finicky and I don’t want any problems.

Couples: Hikaru/Kaoru obviously. Haruhi/Tamaki

Disclaimer: I own none of the sexy bishonen or bishoujos of Ouran High School. *tear* Why must I always be reminded of that?

The twins’ bet

“I’m not coming out.”

“Oh, come on a deal’s a deal.”

“Nope, sorry, not happening.”

“Well too bad,” Hikaru got up from his seat and pushed the curtains aside to see his brother scantily clad in Haruhi’s old schoolgirl uniform and gasped.

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Two weeks earlier

“Kaoru, come here sweet brother!” Hikaru’s voice yelled out in a singsong voice down the hallway.

Kaoru groggily crawled his way to his brother, still not awake on the cold Sunday morning. “What?” he spat out. He was sleepy, hungry, and his neck was throbbing. (Hunny enjoyed glomping unsuspecting people and not everyone’s neck was as strong as Mori-san’s.)

“Look, dear brother.” He pointed to the couple who lay across the sofa in the middle of the old music room. Haruhi lay sprawled against Tamaki’s chest, her arms around his neck, his hands around her waist. On any other morning Kaoru would of awwed and laughed at the adorable discovery along with Hikaru, but today was not his day.

Hikaru whispered behind his hands not wanting to wake them “So, they finally hooked up ,huh.

Kaoru scoffed heading back to bed “It won’t last two weeks.”

Hikaru grinned as he slid to Kaoru’s side, “Is that a bet?”

“Yea, sure whatever, if I win you’ll have to uhhh..” tired as he was the first thing that popped into his head happened to be the boy who had given him a sore neck“you have to wear Hunny’s uniform for a day.”

“Buut Hunny’s uniform is soo tin-yyy!” Kaoru whined into his brother’s ear.

“That’s the point, the day will be very entertaining, and that day will come.”

Hikaru looked put out for about a second before an idea glowed in his own mind “Fine, but if I win you have to wear Haruhi’s old schoolgirl uniform.”

“That’s nice, hope you don’t lose circulation of your down-belows wearing those small pants. It’ll be bad for business if everyone knows you don’t work no more.”

“Whatever you say dear brother, I’ll go snag Haruhi’s uniform now while she’s distracted. Do you have lipstick to match maroon?”

The brothers parted ways both thinking they were going to have a laugh in two weeks. But only one person was going to win.

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It was one week and six days since the bet and Kaoru was getting nervous. Tamaki and Haruhi were in each other’s arms whispering sweet nothings. They were done with their hosting for the day and the girls were long gone so the two of them were able to express their feelings and …cough other things. The hugging had slowly risen to touching, to kisses, to making out, to ‘ok everyone leave the room now’ moments. Kaoru ran out of the room regretfully as Tamaki shooed him out.

Kaoru tried to calm himself. I mean there’s still time. Like 12 hours til’ tomorrow morning. Right? AW crap!

His train of though broke for a small moment as a small tiny eensie-weensie bubble of hope walked down the hallway. Kyoya walked around the trembling Kaoru.

“Kyoya!”

“Hn” He turned around and looked at the desperate looking twin indifferently.

“You always had a thing for Haruhi right? Why don’t you burst into that room and proclaim your undying love for her, ne?”

Kyoya raised his eyebrow slightly and responded “I don’t know what you’re talking about, but if whatever you’re scheming ruins business I’ll put you in some noodle soup and feed it to the girls with their tea and biscuits.” With that the little bubble popped and Kaoru was left to wander into his room dreading the morning. Maybe Tamaki will screw up last moment and call out Kyoya’s name as he climaxes, I mean Tamaki was always a flamboyant one. “Who am I kidding, I better get some leggings ready.”

The morning came sooner than liked. The sun poked through the window, prodding the doomed boy awake. It was 8:40, twenty minutes until the bet was fulfilled for better or worse.

A light voice floated to him as he awakened. “Kaoru, would you like to sit and wait for the count down?”

Kaoru got up and walked with his head down towards the meeting room. Now was the moment, either the couple survived or not. The clock was ticking, time never seemed to be on Kaoru’s side.

Fifteen minutes left “Haru-chan Tama-san, don’t you think its time to split ways. All good things must come to an end.”

Ten minutes “Haruhi-chan don’t you think you’d rather become a lesbian, that girl from that all girl’s school seemed nice.”

Five minutes “Tamaki-san, isn’t Kyoya looking pretty today?”

Two minutes “Haru-chan kiss me now!” Tamaki grabbed the back of Kaoru’s shirt and flung him to the floor.

“Don’t you dare! How dare you get near my darling sweet Haru…..” The rest was a blur as Kaoru sobbed the last seconds of the time away on the hard floor.

“Come, come Kaoru, its school time. Don’t you want to look nice in your pretty little uniform.”

“NOOO” Hikaru dragged him out by his feet to another room. “Please, no, I’ll wear another dress….. but I can’t, that uniform…. I still have some dignity somewhere. I might still have 30 seconds left…please Hikaru have mercy.”

Hikaru pushed him unceremoniously behind a changing curtain putting the ironed clothes down neatly on the floor for him.

Minutes passed and it seemed the curtains would never open.

“Get out already Kaoru!”

“I’m not coming out.”

“Oh, come on a deal’s a deal.”

“Nope, sorry, not happening.”

“Well too bad,” Hikaru got up from his seat and pushed the curtains aside to see his brother scantily clad in Haruhi’s old schoolgirl uniform and gasped.

The shirt was too small to even button close properly, beautifully showing off his defined muscle. The maroon skirt was extremely short on his twin brother, which made sense considering Haruhi’s small stature. The dark material of the skirt seemed to bring out the paleness of his skin and the highheeled pumps lengthened his legs, giving them an eerily feminine quality. Hikaru tried to get out a “you see, it isn’t that bad,” but his voice had abandoned him.

For a while neither of them spoke. Hikaru too stunned and Kaoru too embarrassed.

Kaoru blushed and looked down “This is embarrassing, I mean, I look…”

“..beautiful” Hikaru finished gazing at his brother too mesmerized to realize what he was saying”

Kaoru’s eyes widened in surprise as Hikaru seemed to get closer to him. The truth was he wasn’t trying to advance on him, he was in a trance and didn’t really know what he was doing.

“uh Hikaru, whats wrong?”

The question brought him back a little “Oh, nothing, sorry” he turned away blushing himself. Kaoru pulled on his brother’s arm to get him to face him again.

“Did you mean that?” Kaoru asked, not sure why it was getting hard to breath. Maybe he was claustrophobic.

Hikaru turned to him and touched his face “Yes, I wouldn’t lie to you.” They were close, really close. Kaoru could smell the cinnamon croissant on Hikaru’s breath.

The hand on his cheek glided down to the nape of his neck. They were closer, Kaoru could see the small golden flecks in Hikaru’s eyes.

The hand dropped lower teasing the hem of the skirt. Closer. He could of counted every tiny freckle on his brothers nose.

“Hikaru.” The name was sounded out lowly he wasn’t sure if he had actually opened his mouth.

“Kaoru” his own name was called out in a voice that seemed so much like Hikaru’s.

There lips met in a peck, but it was enough to ignite a fire that had always been stifled and stomped on. It fought its way to the surface. Their tongues at the same moment dared to pass the other’s lips.

Clothes was rid of without thought, they were just getting in the way of getting closer. They fell on the floor with Kaoru on top of Hikaru. Thoughts weren’t coherent anymore. It was no longer two twins, two brothers, two boys, or even two people. What was left was one spirit finally complete.

When Kaoru woke up later that day in his brother’s arms he panicked at first, thinking about the consequences of what they had done. Their parents, their friends what would they think? Would they punished? Or worse..seperated?

Hikaru stirred in his sleep and his face looked so innocent ..and happy. Happy. They were happy. Kaoru slipped his arm around his twin, it didn’t matter. If the world rejected them it would be fine. Not so long ago they had rejected the world and they had been alright. If they were together, it would be okay.

And as he watched Hikaru’s gorgeous smile widen as he brought him closer , he thought there could be no sin in that smile.

And no problem in wearing a skirt if it always got him results like this.

THE END

A/N- Likey, no likey? Anyone who comments gets a bear pencil. And not one of those commoner pencils, no no.
Previously posted by me on FF.net under the name haru's