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Fanart from me

2008-09-05T04:21:31Z

Two nc-17 and one regular. they are ALL only on y!gallery.

Adult:
1. "No Choice" panel 1: http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/460159/ (just fluff of a possible fanfic drabble)
2. "No Choice" panel 2: http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/460162/

Normal:
1. "To Belong" (based on Achtung Fangirl's fanfic of the same name, just a little pic no porn): http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/460167/

Shin icon dump

2008-09-04T02:29:35Z

I needed some Shin in my day, and thus, ICONS!
Use if you'd like, but credit me please. :3

<3 you, Eggocakes~

For sale: doujins E21

2008-09-03T14:22:50Z

Hello!
I'm selling E21 doujins (yaoi) ^^.

If you're interested, please take a look ;).

Thank you for looking x3!

[Akaba x Sena Fanart] "The Pied Piper of Bando"

2008-08-31T07:27:30Z

For shiroinokistune who requested for “AkabaSena, fantasy theme” fanart. Enjoy :)

When I put ‘fantasy’ and ‘Akaba’ together, the first thing I remembered was ‘The Pied Piper of Hamelin’. You know, that fairytale about a musician (pied piper) who saved a town from rampaging rats (Sena will make a cute mice XD) by leading those lil’ rodents out of town, but when the town people apparently just wanted to work him for free, the guy just took their children as his ‘payment’…something like that ^^; But rest assured, our Pied Piper of Bando is just a dazzling seme trying to entice his uke XD

(EDIT: using PhotoBucket source now. Does anybody know why the DA link didn't work this time?)

Anyway, if you have any theme/idea for Sena x (one of these following guys) Shin/Juumonji/Yamato/Kakei/Akaba/Riku fanart, feel free to give your suggestion. Maybe it’ll spark some idea for my future works ^o^

Another Shinsena Fanart <3

2008-08-30T04:51:29Z

I may post a colored version later.

This picture has a story to go along with it, which is 185,013.5% canonically possible:
Little did Shin know, but Sakuraba's warnings had been correct- his drink was drugged, and soon after finishing it, he would fall asleep only to wake up three weeks later in Cuba with no pants, only one kidney, and 'CALL ME' with Sena's phone number written in chocolate syrup on his thigh.
It was always the quiet ones...

This made me squee...

2008-08-25T17:34:56Z

Yamato/Akaba, anyone?

[cut for possible spoilers- Ch.294]

What indeed, Akaba? Perhaps you feel some attraction to Yamato?

(THE ANSWER IS YES. 8D)

FANFIC = Blackjack!

2008-08-25T02:15:16Z

First post here, and I thought I'd start it off with a bang. Not a very large bang, but a bang nonetheless.

Title: Blackjack!
[Prologue]
Author: the_tonberry (posted on fanfiction.net under the penname Goddess-of-da-Cheeseburgers)
Rating: Presently PG-13, M-ish later on.
Tagline: No one should be curious anymore.
Pairing: HiruSena
Warnings: Hiruma's mouth, of course, a little OOC (It's on purpose, I swear!), and a hella lot of AU

“So? So? Who’s your new partner?” A pair of pale arms looped around a young man’s neck. Dark curls pressed against his cheek and the girl leaned forward to snag the envelope out of his limp hands. Letting out a surprised sound that could only be classified as a squeak, the man struggled to keep the letter out of her grasp.

“S-Suzuna-chan, stop!” Finding her grip, as well as her curiosity, inescapable, the young man gave up with only that futile exclamation. The letter was tugged out of his hands and the victorious Suzuna pushed herself up by his shoulders to sit on the back of the bench behind him.

Turning the still-sealed envelope over in her hands, the younger agent gave her companion a poke in the back of the head, “You still haven’t opened it? Jeez, Sena! C’mon!” She began to eagerly tear at the flap, and then paused. Blinking, she looked down at the slumped shoulders and bowed head currently between her knees.

Giving him a gentler prod in the back of the head, she sighed, “You don’t seem too happy about being reassigned, Sena...” The prod turned to a light pat when Sena sighed as well.

“I was partnered with Riku for a long time, and now he’s moved on to R&D...” The brunet trailed off sadly. Suzuna gave him another comforting pat on the head.

“You gotta look on the bright side of things, you know!” She handed him the partially opened envelope with a cheerful grin, “Maybe you’ll get paired with your buddy Monta.”

Sena smiled weakly in return and accepted it, “I was hoping so, but I found out that he was teamed up with Honjou Taka-san from the west division...” He fiddled with the torn corner nervously, his hesitancy beginning to irritate Suzuna. The girl swung her leg over the back of the bench and slid down to sit next to Sena. Wrapping her arms around her folded knees, she settled into a comfortable “Sena-Watching” position. The brunet fidgeted.

He hemmed.

He hawed.

He picked at a loose thread on his sleeve.

“OPEN IT ALREADY!”

Sena gave a startled while, jumping away in surprise, before hanging his head and mumbling a pitiful, “Yes, Suzuna-chan...” Working with the corner that Suzuna had already shredded, the young man slowly tore through the top of the envelope. With trembling hands, he pulled out the simple folded sheet of paper inside.

Sitting on her knees to get a better look, Suzuna read aloud over her friend’s shoulder, “Partner reassignment for 021, ‘Kobayakawa Sena’ (Former partner: 029, ‘Kaitani Riku’)”

“...New Partner: 001, ‘Hiruma Youichi’” Sena finished reading, hiding the time, date, and location of his first meeting from Suzuna’s view. Showing her his new partner’s name may have been too much as it was, and he didn’t want to expose her to any sort of other risks. That’s why these partner reassignments were printed as opposed to digital. Hardly anyone remembered how to tamper with a written letter anymore.

---

‘Partner reassignment for 001, “Hiruma Youichi” (Former partner: 002, “Kongo Agon”)...’ The edges of the paper crinkled slightly, the only sign that the man holding the sheet remembered his former partner, ‘New Partner: 021, “Kobayakawa Sena”’

After glancing at the time and place for the meeting, the blond crumpled the page and dropped it in an ashtray, flicking out a Zippo shortly thereafter. The edges of the paper blackened and shriveled up, smoke drifting up in lazy ringlets to join the smoggy air above. He snapped the lighter shut just as the bartender turned to him.

Hiruma tapped the side of his glass with a sharp nail, prompting the barkeep to refill the glass, “I’ve got a new partner, fucking old man.” Pouring a measured amount of amber liquid into the glass, the bartender made a disinterested sound.

“Aren’t you the least bit curious, old man?” He rested the rim of the glass against his lip, waiting for a response with a cocky grin.

The bartender didn’t look up, choosing instead of polish the glossy wooden surface in front of him, “I’m not curious about anything, Hiruma.”

‘...Because curiosity can get you killed.’ The unspoken words hung silently between the two. It was conventional wisdom, really. No one was curious nowadays, after all.

Hiruma grinned wider and knocked back his drink, “That smart, fucking old man.” He set his now empty tumbler down with a pleased expression, “Real fucking smart.” The paper was smoldering now, though there was still bleached white showing through the patches of dingy gray. Before Hiruma could reach forward with his lighter again, the bartender struck a wooden match and dropped it into the tray.

Watching the paper flare up once more, the dark-haired man spoke in a soft, gravelly voice, “No one should be curious about anything.” Hiruma regarded the man with a level stare.

“You’re damn right, Musashi.”

"...Who?"

---

A café? The super-secret meeting place was a café? Sena stood nervously outside the door for a moment, earning himself a confused look from the man behind the counter. As the brunet hesitated, the man made his way to the entrance. Just as he reached for the old-fashioned door knob, the door slammed open and tall blond went lunging out to greet the agent. Before the wild-haired man could drag Sena inside, another employee of comparable height pulled the blond back. Turned to Sena with a frown, he nodded, “Please come in. The back lounge is free.”

Sena swallowed hard and nodded in response, slipping past the overexcited blond and his stone-faced companion. Numbers 071 and 041 ran the meeting area, but the brunet had no idea that it was disguised as a café. Reflecting quietly on his own carefully constructed and painfully polite demeanor, Sena thought that the two other agents, 071 and 041, had completely unbelievable personalities. 071 had too much character while 041 seemed to have none at all. Perhaps that was why they were delegated to running the meeting area, rather than taking actual missions. All sorts of strange characters inhabited cafés, after all.

Slipping through the dimly lit coffee shop unnoticed, he had been trained to be inconspicuous, Sena made his way to the private room in the back. The hinges squealed in protest as he slowly opened the wooden door, and the brunet flinched. Why did this have to be a classical café? Normal doors were much more convenient than these wooden antiques!

After getting over his minor door issue, Sena peered nervously into the room beyond. The chief was standing with his back to the door, staring intently at an impressionist painting on the wall. Scanning the room quickly revealed no other presence, leading Sena to believe that he had arrived first. Stepping briskly past that damnable door, the brunet was startled when it slammed behind him. In one fluid motion, he turned and raised his weapon, pointing it at the man behind the door. The blond standing there grinned widely, displaying rows of sharp teeth. Sena felt a faint pressure against his temple that made his blood run cold.

A pistol pressed lightly right above his ear.

“That’s enough.” The chief snapped out, “001, 021, put your weapons away!” The older man turned, his lined face twisted into a sharp frown. 001 lowered his weapon almost carelessly, twirling the old-fashioned SOCOM before holstering it. Sena lowered his weapon more cautiously, slipping his own DL-44 in its holster as well. He stared intently into the blond’s green eyes, knowing that there could have been a horrible bloody mess all over the carpets only moments ago had the chief not called them off. After a terse order to sit down, the two took a seat on opposite couches. A glass table with a muted news report being projected on it sat between them, and the chief settled in an arm chair adjacent to the pair.

A strained silence fell over the small group. Pointing a gun at your new partner wasn’t always the best way to start things off. After letting both agents get reasonably uncomfortable, the older man looked up.

“You’re partners now. Get to know each other.” He stood, “You’ll receive your missions through normal methods.” Taking quick strides around the back of Sena’s couch, he left without another word.

Silence reigned once again, broken only when the blond rolled his eyes, “Normal methods? They never use normal methods. We’ll probably get our first assignment by a fucking carrier pigeon.” He reclined into the plush sofa, “Hey, fucking shrimp...”

“I am 021. My street name is Kobayakawa Sena.” He bowed his head politely, “May I have your name?”

There was a thunk as the blond across from him propped one foot up on the table, “001, Hiruma Youichi. These fucking street names are ridiculous, you know.” He eyed the brunet across from his with a calculating gaze, fingers loosely wrapped around a slim, leather-bound paper book, “021. ‘Polite type,’ with a specialty in espionage and the best speed in the Academy. Poor physical strength, average stamina, and slightly above average grades.” He took a glimpse at the page he had marked, “Former partners...040, 029...Never broken a rule, never forgot to hand in a report, never even stuck your gum under a desk. Interesting...” The looked up with a mildly intrigued expression, “You worked in HR?”

“Yes, sir.” Sena ducked his head, mentally reviewing what he had gathered from his connection in Human Resources, ‘001. “Dangerous type,” specialty in reconnaissance and persuasion. Average speed, average physical strength, and high stamina. IQ and academic grades off the charts.’ The brunet chanced a glance up at his new partner and was met with an unreadable expression, ‘Former partners: 002, 077, and a mysterious black smudge.’ A wide grin spread across Hiruma’s pointed features, ‘Know for violent and reckless actions during missions, as well as extensive knowledge of sensitive topics. Various sources claim that 001 is some sort of “demon” due to his violent tendencies and attitude. Currently under supervision as a potential threat to The Cause.’

“So, fucking midget...Any idea why they teamed a straight-laced, clean-slate boy like yourself up with the likes of me?”

Hiruma’s amused voice cut through Sena’s internal monologue, and the young man jumped in surprise. He shook his head frantically, shyly refusing to meet the other agent’s gaze. It was better to be on the devil’s good side, after all. The blond chuckled wickedly, “They want you to spy on me.” He leaned forward and grinned, “Which I’m sure you’ve already started. Your friend in HR? She doesn’t cover up her tracks too well.”

Sena’s eyes widened marginally, and he focused more intensely on his knees. He’d have to check up on Karin-san later. Leaving a careless trail like that was completely stupid, and potentially dangerous in their line of work. Anyone found snooping about for information, any information, could be labeled as a threat to The Cause and arrested...Someone as sweet and gentle as Karin-san didn’t deserve that.

“I cleaned up for her.”

This made Sena look up. The blond continued nonchalantly, “She’s too good at what she does; too valuable to waste...So are you, it would seem.” Hiruma didn’t elaborate, but instead held up his little book. With the words “Devil’s Handbook” written boldly across the front and the private information it apparently contained, the obvious conclusion was that this was some sort of blackmail.

First the single-minded Shin and now this. Sena rubbed his eyes tiredly. Why did he always wind up in these situations?

What I want the most from posting here is constructive criticism. I'm stuck in a bit of a rut and beginning to feel jealous of better writers, so I need all the help I can get right now.

X-Posted at hirumaxsena and fanfiction.net.

Selling more Doujinshi and stuff!

2008-08-23T15:37:03Z

Hi!

We're selling some doujinshi again!

This time it will be easier for all of you though, because shipping costs are all the same: $6.00 all over the world!

( In this entry you will find Black Butler, Bleach, Eyeshield 21, La Corda d'oro, Kyou Kara Maou, Lamento, Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann and Terra e. )

Please comment ONLY in the post linked above, other requests will be ignored.

Crossposted all over. Sorry for the inconveniece.

HOT ES21 dancers

2008-08-23T12:33:17Z

emm i hope its okay to post it here cause its not really yaoi
just our HOT ES21 hunks dancing in this vid
mods if its unappropriate please delete it, thanks

anyway i just gotta share this with you guys!
its been so long since my last post...
NewS, the japanese boy group did a CM for Russ-K (a clothes brand I think)
and somehow or rather the fans made a...
"parody" out of it using ES21 hunks as the models/dancers

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7hXUIw1-_A

enjoy! XD

[FANFIC:] Field Force

2008-08-20T02:47:23Z

Title: Field Force
Author: Me...of course!
Beta: half_life_wolf
Pairing: HiruSena
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: One-shot! Not work safe! D:
Summary: For eight years Hiruma and Sena have known each other; long enough to know each other inside and out. However, they've played professional football for only four years and in separate, opposing teams. Hiruma thinks its been long enough and decides it's time to ask for Sena's hand in marriage!
Author note: Hiruma is somewhat...I said SOMEWHAT ooc toward the end...don't hurt me? ^^;;;;

Faith
Field Force
By: combine_rinraw
Beta: half_life_wolf

~S~

Sena felt an overwhelming sense of delight when he saw the familiar number one logo and the spiky blond hair bustling through his team, most of them immediately backing off after taking one look at his menacing façade. Sena could tell that his former teammate was in an intolerable mood just by the way he barely uttered a word to the other players. The brunette barely had time to blink when the taller man immediately pinpointed him through his own disorderly team and headed straight for him like a predator stalking its prey. It left shivers running up and down his spine.

“Bastards.” The blonde frowned in annoyance as he leaned toward Sena’s face and nuzzled the shorter man’s cheek his gloved hand running through the brown locks like water. He was obviously unaffected by the fact that he was showing public affection to an opponent.

Since Sena had known his lover for so long, he had become accustomed to his strange behaviors. When Hiruma was upset, he would go about treating everyone like dirt. When he was happy, he still treated everyone like dirt…but with a grin on his face. When he was worried or depressed, he would be silent and often contemplate his next move. However, when two emotions merged, like anger and excitement in this case, he would show strange symptoms and they were almost always different…and depending on the situation, hazardous.

“They didn’t tell you, Youichi?” Sena brought his hand up to gently caress the other’s cheek in a consoling way. This symptom, however, was very familiar to Sena. He had witnessed it only eight times since he had joined the San Francisco 49ers two years ago. It was Hiruma’s own little way of reassuring Sena that he’d try to be as gentle as possible.

Youichi shifted his lips closer to Sena’s ear and nibbled teasingly on the lobe before whispering temptingly, “If you lose this game, I’m going to fuck you repeatedly and so hard you won’t be able to walk properly, let alone run. If you win, I’ll let you fuck me. Deal?” Hiruma grinned, his fangs glistening in the sunlight.

Sena chuckled as he wrapped his hands around his lover’s neck. “Oh, gee, that’s so hard for me to decide. Maybe you should help me pick,” the shorter man replied sarcastically, which he knew would either irritate the blond or drive him mad with lust. He could see the faint tent within his lover's already tight yellow pants. “Maybe you should return to your team before your problem grows bigger?”

“And who is to blame for that?” Youichi nipped Sena’s neck harshly, causing the younger man to gasp. Hiruma turned away to head back toward his team, but he only took two steps before he peered over his shoulder to grin sardonically at his lover. “I’m going to make sure you lose. Let’s have a good game.”

Sena shuddered to the images that Youichi had tenaciously implanted within his psyche. How was he to ever focus on the game now?

* * *

And that focus had definitely become an epic fail. Of course, it wasn't fair that every time he rushed the quarterback- who else but the former quarterback of the Deimon Devil Bats, Hiruma Youichi? -it was always him pinned to the ground. That was all Sena was thinking about and craving whenever he was given the chance to tackle Hiruma; it had suddenly became his goal. However, that goal became part of his team’s downfall, and in four long, pleasuring-uh…treacherous hours, the 49ers lost by fourteen points. He mentally cursed at his weakness for a certain player on the opposing team. Honestly, he should really consider joining his boyfriend’s team instead of making his own suffer because of his rampant hormones.

The worst part of the whole experience was that he had let down his fans. They were all counting on his team to win so that they could take their place in the last game and stand at that glorious spot in the Super Bowl.

He couldn't help but drop his gaze to his feet with the indignity of the situation. Kobayakawa Sena was a failure- a complete, utter failure. However, it wasn’t a complete loss if he looked through Hiruma’s eyes. Hiruma had won the game, if not by cheating just a little, and they were advancing to the Super Bowl. Sena would be there to cheer his lover on in the last game, and even if the blond lost, Sena would still be there full of confidence for his Devil. “And nothing else will matter,” he whispered admiringly.

“What was that, fucking loser of mine?” Hiruma smiled tenderly to show that he meant no malice, which was very unusual for the physically and emotionally violent man.

Sena didn’t even flinch at the blond’s proximity and merely smiled up at him. “I’m happy that you won. I’m looking forward to watching you in the last game.”

Hiruma frowned thoughtfully before he reached out and rapped his knuckles teasingly against Sena’s skull. “Idiot, you’re not supposed to be so formal to me…” At this, he grinned lecherously. “Especially since I’ll be the one fucking you tonight.”

“Ah…” Sena blushed profusely.

“Kobayakawa Sena,” Sena’s coach bellowed from across the field, waving for him to return to his team.

Sena waved back before turning to the blond again. “Am I ‘visiting’ you tonight?”

“Yeah, you are,” Hiruma stated resolutely. “Make sure to dress in something comfortable.”

Sena nodded before heading back to his team and received a hard pat to the shoulder by his instructor.

“You did a good job, kid. Hopefully, we’ll have a better chance at them next year,” the coach crowed with glee. “That was definitely some game though! I’ve never seen you try to tackle a quarterback so much as you have today, Sena. I think you might have broken a football record! Is there history between you two or something?”

Sena chuckled nervously, glad that the man really hadn’t taken a moment to notice his and Hiruma’s familiarity toward one another. “You could say that, I guess. We know each other from high school.”

Nothing else was said as they left the football stadium to return home and relax. Unfortunately for Sena, he had to return home, take a shower, find some clothes that wouldn’t be too complicated for him to remove if or when Hiruma wanted to get intimate and then see Hiruma off at the airport the next morning. It wasn’t as troublesome as he was making it sound; it was just the fact that he wanted everything to be perfect before his boyfriend left for home. That was almost enough to make him switch teams. He constantly missed having Hiruma’s warm, calloused hands all over his body and the way his tongue played with his nipples and dipped teasingly into the slit of his… Sena shuddered to the enticing images. Maybe he should look into switching teams.

* * *

Sena was starting to regret not eating something before arriving at Hiruma’s hotel room. He stood outside his boyfriend’s door contemplating his decision for five minutes. He gave a panicked expression before reaching up to knock, and had barely even tapped the oak door when it flew open to reveal Hiruma and his more or less annoyed expression.

“Bout fucking time!” Youichi hummed appreciatively when he noted the football jersey that he used to wear in high school. What a better way to lay claim to someone who could fit perfectly into his old football attire. He sneered at the smaller man. “You just love teasing me, don’t you?”

Sena blushed as he tugged on the rim of Hiruma’s old jersey. “I’m surprised it even fits,” he murmured shyly.

Hiruma grinned as he tilted his lover’s chin up with his index finger. He rubbed the pad of his thumb gently across the younger man’s lips and smiled tenderly. “Oi, you coming in or not?” he whispered heatedly.

Without much more persuading, Sena slipped into Hiruma’s room and was unceremoniously pushed onto the king sized bed that only the quarterback would demand in such lodgings.

“Youichi,” Sena gasped before grasping the crafty hands that were eager to pull his pants down.

The Devil gave his boyfriend a predatory stare and a hard tug to the smaller man’s waistband. “What is it, fucking shrimp?” He moistened his lips with his sharp tongue before dipping his head to lick a wet trail down Sena’s abdomen to the light trail of pubic hair just above the waistband.

There was a sharp inhale of breath as Sena restrained himself from squirming.

“Hurry up and say what you want to say, fucking shrimp. It’s been a very long time since I was able to have you,” the blond murmured seductively. And just to rouse the running back further, he added in a deeper tone, “I can’t wait to feel your tight little ass swallow me.”
Sena’s whole body shivered with the desire to fulfill that statement and he clenched the duvet in order to control his treacherous nerves. “I-I…Want it to be gentle though.” It wasn’t that he didn’t take pleasure in the other times when Hiruma got rough, but he just enjoyed it more when his lover was tender with his touches and whispered loving words into his ear. Those moments were far in between and it wasn’t until now he considered asking for it.

The Devil purred erotically at the request and slid up along Sena’s body to plant a series of small kisses along his jaw.
“Anything for you, kitten.” Youichi ground his erection into the younger man’s thigh, eliciting a moan from that sweet mouth. He slid off the bed to approach a small table in the corner of the room and plucked a pink ribbon off the surface. “We’re going to do what I want though, Sena.”

Sena noted how his lover had dropped the suffix before his name and smiled fondly. “What is it?”

“I’m going to tie your hands to the headboard.” Hiruma chuckled at his boyfriend’s curious expression and crawled back onto the bed to straddle Sena’s lap. He grasped his wrists and tied a loose bow around them and then tied the other end to the headboard. The quarterback evaluated his handy work before looking at Sena’s aroused expression.

“Kekeke. You like it,” Hiruma declared more than questioned. “Maybe we should do this more often.” He caressed Sena’s cheek with the back of his hand before planting a lingering kiss against his lips.

Before Sena knew it, his lover divested him of his stretch pants and pulled the jersey up around his arms and under his head to use as an extra pillow. He shuddered pleasantly as skilled fingers slid down his chest and stomach.

“Youichi,” Sena pleaded. “I want you inside so bad.”

“I know, kitten. Just give me a few more minutes. I want to look at you first,” the quarterback muttered heatedly and moved away from the bed again to get a better view.

Sena flushed with embarrassment and started to struggle anxiously within his bonds. “I feel like prey when you stare at me like that.”

“You are prey, kitten. My prey.” Hiruma grinned lecherously as he stripped himself; giving his lover a show as each article of clothing was removed achingly slow. Every muscle and body part that was revealed to Sena’s eyes was like treacherous, sweet candy and he couldn’t get enough. He let it be known by mewling softly and giving a small thrust of his hips. His cock stood proud and leaked with precum, as if pleading to be touched by those talented fingers.

Hiruma leaned over Sena’s body from the side of the bed, his perverse grin still stretching his face. “You look so good, Sena.” He hummed appreciatively as he took hold of Sena’s cock and gave a slow, agonizing stroke. “Good enough to be in a centerfold.”

Sena moaned loudly and gave another thrust of his hips. “D-Don’t tease…Youichi…”

The blond cackled as he crawled over the mattress to straddle the smaller man’s legs. He slowly started to thrust his erection against the other’s own, hissing through his teeth from the very torturing contact. His ears rang with the erotic sounds coming from his beloved’s mouth. “Oh, kitten, do you hear yourself?” He leaned forward to capture those lustrous lips and swallowed any moan or cry that came forth. “I don’t think I can wait any longer,” he whispered from just a few centimeters of Sena’s lips. His fangs grazed lightly over the younger man’s right shoulder as he started to gradually move down toward his goal. He paused at the pert nipples on his lover’s chest and took one in between his teeth.

Sena cried out and arched into Hiruma’s body, desperately searching for more attention from the quarterback’s mouth.

“So eager, my kitten,” Hiruma whispered distractedly. He nibbled lightly on the nipple and sucked on it until it was as hard as a pebble. He gave the other the same treatment and smiled when he could hear nothing but Sena’s sweet pleas.

Tears prickled on the edges of Sena’s bottom eyelids and what appeared to be almost disbelief in his glazed over eyes. It irked Hiruma slightly, but he had to reign in his frustration instead of taking it out on the vulnerable body beneath him. “What’s that stare for?”

Sena blushed from being discovered and pulled on his bonds weakly. He had still been riding on cloud nine when Hiruma asked his reproachful question.

“Ah…I-I’m just…” The brunet worried his bottom lip as he stared into his lover’s piercing gaze. He bit back a yelp when a clawed hand dug into his inner thigh for taking so long to respond. Hiruma was by far the least patient man Sena had ever met, but he supposed that was one of Hiruma’s demonic charms that he couldn’t help being drawn to.

Sena tried to explain in a rushed tone as he began twisting his lower half away from the fierce grip. “Ah! Please, Youichi…I-I didn’t mean…I just can’t believe you’re being this gentle with me…You usually don’t care and…” He was promptly cut off by a gentle pressure against his lips. Hiruma was kissing him so gingerly; apologetically.

The quarterback murmured inaudibly as he broke away to descend his lover’s body again and gently lick at the bleeding indents that he had made. He smiled at the sigh of relief his boyfriend released and pressed a kiss to the injured thigh for good measure.

“Youichi,” Sena called out softly. He smiled warmly as he felt Hiruma’s taller form slide back up to face level. They shared another intimate kiss before those captivating lips were replaced by three fingers seeking entrance. Sena consented to the digits by opening his mouth and sliding his tongue teasingly across the tips. He smiled in satisfaction when he heard a sharp intake of breath and a low grumble of bliss erupt from the demon’s chest.

All at once, lips, teeth, and tongue attacked the smaller man’s neck, sending wave after wave of intense pleasure throughout Sena’s nervous system. It was becoming too difficult to concentrate on the task he had been given by the blond. He moaned around the fingers in his mouth and started to erratically thrust his hips into Hiruma’s abdomen.

The ribbon around his wrists tightened to each tug he made, but soon relinquished its hold and it ripped away from the headboard. Sena hastily tore his hands free from the burden and pulled his arms free from the clutches of the old school jersey.

Hiruma extracted his thoroughly wet fingers from the wanton mouth and placed them near the small entrance at Sena’s backside. He pushed his middle finger in first and watched his lover’s expression for any discomfort. When there was none, he continued with his index finger. This time there was a slight twinge from the muscles around his fingers, but it was short lasting and he was able to finish with the third finger. He curled them and immediately found the pad of nerves that he had been searching for.

Sena stiffened his whole body from the touch and mewled encouragingly. Without much hesitation, he grasped the heel of Hiruma’s hand and pushed the digits further into his body. He cried out with lust, never realizing the affect it had on the blond.

“Sena…do that again. That was so fucking hot.” Hiruma grinned sensually as Sena conformed to his command and began to repeatedly thrust his three fingers in and out of the stretched entrance. He moaned at the sight of them greedily being taken in by his lover’s wanton body.

“I can’t take it anymore,” Hiruma all but exclaimed from the erotic sight before him. He pulled his hand free from Sena’s grasp, and feeling slightly bad when his lover whimpered at the loss. “Don’t worry, kitten. This’ll be much better.” He scrambled through the sheets searching for his elusive bottle of lube. He finally found it buried under the pillows and presented it into Sena’s line of view before giving a victorious smirk.

The brunet only caught sight of the first three letters on the bottle; C-I-N before it was hastily taken away from his peripheral vision. His English wasn’t all that spectacular, and he had a heavy accent when he spoke to his teammates. They didn’t seem to mind though; some of them even going as far as to saying it was ‘cute’. However, written English was far easier for him to comprehend…when the whole word was written out that is. So, taking a moment before Hiruma was prepared, he tried to recall any terms with those three letters. Unconsciously, his lips formed the first three letters while very subtly pronouncing it on his tongue.

Hiruma caught the softly spoken ‘cin’ slipping from Sena’s lips and he smiled knowingly. “Cinnamon,” he stated effortlessly. “You tried reading the fucking label, didn’t you?”

A blush rose to Sena’s cheeks as he looked away from the quarterback in embarrassment. He gasped shortly after something wet and thick prodded at his entrance. The heavy aroma of cinnamon immediately reminded him what was coming.

“Open your legs a little further, kitten,” Hiruma commanded gently.

Sena pulled his legs back until they were almost touching his chest. He could feel his entrance twitching with anticipation as the blunt head of Hiruma’s cock pushed pass the tight ring and then followed by the rest of the organ without pause.

“It’s been so, so long, Sena.” The blond sighed heavily in ecstasy as his small lover hugged him so perfectly. It was almost proving to be too difficult to breathe for him. He gave a small angling of his hips and brushed against the running back’s prostate. A shout rang out in the room and that was all the initiative Hiruma needed to start thrusting his hips.

Sena bit back a moan of need as he curled his fingers at the nape of Hiruma’s neck, caressing the baby-soft hair and then twisting his fingers into the thicker lockers.

The thrusting was slow, but pleasuring every moment the quarterback’s member brushed against the bundle of nerves. It struck Sena’s spirit slightly that his lover was so gifted at knowing the male human body so well; where all the pleasure points were and how much pressure he should put on it. He didn’t want to think that his blond had been cheating on him while they were apart…but he wouldn’t blame him either. It had been a long ten months; almost a year since they were able to touch one another so intimately… It wasn’t like they loved each other…was it?

Sena pulled the other’s face closer and planted a kiss at the corner of the older man’s mouth. He could see the glazed over passion in Hiruma’s eyes and the way they narrowed in concentration. This was perfect. This was all Sena ever wanted between them. Even if Youichi didn’t return the same emotions, Kobayakawa Sena loved Hiruma Youichi with all his heart.

He wrapped his legs securely around the blond’s waist and snaked his hand in between there bodies to grasp his weeping cock and started pumping it in time with their thrusts.

“Fucking shrimp,” Hiruma murmured affectionately as he grasped Sena’s hand to help him pump; if not a little faster and harder. He groaned as the muscles clenched around his own organ, signifying Sena’s approaching climax. “Wait for me,” he whispered; a tenor of desperation hidden within.

Sena ground his teeth as he tried to do as his partner commanded, but ended up clenching his muscles together again. He heard a sharp gasp above him and then a heavy weight upon his chest as Hiruma rested his face near his neck.
“Youichi…I can’t hold back anymore…”

The demon growled softly as he latched onto the area between his lover’s shoulder and neck with his teeth. With one last, hard thrust, he released his seed into his boyfriend, but he couldn’t relax; not yet. He tightened his grip slightly around Sena’s hand and cock to make sure the younger didn’t lose his concentration in coming.

Heat began to spread through Sena’s body as Hiruma continued to fill him with his essence. “Ah…” Sena dragged his blunt nails down Youichi’s back and arched his hips into those talented fingers. With a sharp, but pleasuring nip to his neck, he cried out his release onto both their stomachs. Without any arguments for his body’s need of recuperation, he allowed all his senses to shut down and sleep.

* * *

Half-an-hour later, Sena was awoken by something wet, yet pleasantly warm, brushing against his inner thighs and then his abdomen. He moaned to the feeling and opened his eyes to see his doting boyfriend washing off their aftermath.

“Youichi, that feels really good.” He moaned in disappointment at first when the cloth was taken away but then was quickly replaced by just as equally warm and gentle fingers. They traveled up his body with lips following in their path up to his face and didn’t stop until they met his own pair of lips.

Hiruma hummed comfortingly as he rolled them over so that Sena was lying on top. “I have something to ask you.” He sat up slowly, urging the running back to sit in his lap as he reached over to the nightstand and withdrew a small box from the drawer.

Sena’s eyes widened at the velvet, mid-night-blue box dangling between the blond’s fingers. “Y-Youichi?”

“We’ve been together for eight years now…and I think it’s about time I should tell you how I really feel.”

Tears welled up in Sena’s eyes, but he reluctantly waited until the quarterback finished.

“I have this plan for us to return to Japan where we’ll buy a farm house in the country and maybe even raise a family.” Hiruma narrowed his eyes at this and peered at Sena’s abdomen. “I’m sure we could create a life of our own with the right physicians.”

Sena blushed. “Uh…what about jobs?”

Youichi smirked at Sena’s poor excuse of a distraction and brushed his fingers across the younger man’s flushed cheek. “I’ll be working as the principle of Deimon High. You’ll be the coach to their football team.”

“What?” Sena squeaked. “You already have this set up?”

“Of course. What kind of husband would I be if I didn’t plan ahead?”

Sena chuckled. “You’re so confident that I’ll say yes.”

“You better say yes or I’ll make you regret it,” Youichi exclaimed as a vein started to throb at his temple.

“Eeeeeeh!! Y-Yes, I’ll marry you!” Sena covered his ears and ducked his head as his now fiancé pulled out an automatic from out of nowhere and started firing it aimlessly.

A sincere smile of relief from the Devil went unseen by Sena.

“Now put your fucking ring on.” Hiruma tossed the small box into his lover’s hand and waited patiently as Sena popped the box open to retrieve the silver band and slipped it onto his ring finger. This was better than any old jersey. This was something that would mark Sena as his forever.

“I love you, kitten.”

Sena wiped at his falling tears and kissed the quarterback with all the passion he could muster.

“I love you too.”

The End

[FIC] "First, Second, Third" - MusaHiru, KuriHiru

2008-08-19T16:20:09Z

Title: First, Second, Third
Author: QueenYokozuna
Pairing: MusashixHiruma, KuritaxHiruma
Rating: NC-17
Words: 1,165+
Warnings: Set pre-series. Mostly PWP. 3 boys + sex in one room. Also, involves Kurita a.k.a. He Who Shall Not Be Slashed.
Summary: see Warnings

Fic linked to my journal. Thanks! :D

My NC-17 Yaoi Art!

2008-08-17T01:26:10Z

So...I got a new scanner a few days ago and was able to upload a couple of my better works. I'll put the links behind a cut just to be safe, enjoy! <3

My Y!Gallery: (note, most of these are agon getting fucked, mostly in the mouth. Mainly Ahiru stuff. I'm obsessed with him, what can I say...
1. http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/452395/
2. http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/452398/
3. http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/453391/
4. http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/view/453398/

u guys like?

Happy Birthday, Musashi (Part 2)

2008-08-15T06:50:48Z

Title: Happy Birthday, Musashi (Part 2)
Fandom: Eyeshield 21
Pairing: Musashi & Hiruma
Authors: gogochan & gogodgene
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, yaoi, B/L, oral, mild food kink, and Hiruma's wicked mouth
Summary: Hiruma attempts to bake a cake for Musashi's birthday, with disastrous results. However, thanks to Hiruma's quick thinking, and a tub of icing, the big brunet still gets his birthday wish.

A/N: Slight AU. Set several years in the future, after Hiruma and Musashi have graduated from college and are living together as a couple. Also, Musashi's birthday was in April. We had every intention of getting this fic done in time for his b-day, but then it kept getting longer, and longer, and longer... 11,000+ steamy words later and it's finally finished! We'll be posting it in three parts. Enjoy~

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( This was, dear gods, definitely better than a cake would've been. )

((posted at our writing journal, allxthingsxgo, and x-posted to 60yard_ammo))

[FIC] Eyeshield 21 - Ocean Avenue - 15/26 - Sureshot

2008-08-14T08:07:59Z

Title: Ocean Avenue - 15/26 - Sureshot
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: MusashixHiruma overall, MusashiMamori, HirumaMamori, TakamiSakuraba, SenaSuzuna and others I haven't thought of yet.
Wordcount: 2,152
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: curse words
Disclaimer: I don't own Eyeshield 21.
Summary: Hiruma's flashback of the night before Musashi's wedding.
Notes&Comments: Gods, I wanted to submit this last week, but somehow I was unable to connect our MacBaby Mamo to the wireless network of my uncle's. And then I forgot it. @.@

Anyways, as you can see (or not) I did not go with teh drama. The story suddenly took a surprising turn (mostly for me) in which Musashi cooperated in a way I did not expect him to. So, now I have a better idea what to do with the following chapters even though I'm still unsure about some details, but those are easy. Also, I didn't have my notes with me, so I may have mixed up some dates (I know I did in the chapters prior), please be gentle on me with that one. ^^;

So, um, if anybody's REALLY surprised by the sudden turn, please write a comment, I'll appreciate them. :)

Chapter 01 - Back Home
Chapter 02 - Kids
Chapter 03 - Anywhere but here
Chapter 04 - One Year, Six Months
Chapter 05 - Rough Landing, Holly
Chapter 06 - Words, Hands, Hearts
Chapter 07 - Light Up The Sky
Chapter 08 - Sorry, Try Again
Chapter 09 - Twentythree
Chapter 10 - Drifting
Chapter 11 - Space Travel
Chapter 12 - Waiting Game
Chapter 13 – Something of Value
Chapter 14 – Grey

( 15 - Sureshot )

Some ShinSena for y'all~!

2008-08-12T04:51:08Z

Hiya, I'm new to the community, and I come bearing gifts. :3

I discovered the glory of Eyeshield just recently, devoured the manga, and immediately knew that Shin and Sena were my new OTP. They are simply MEANT... TO BE.

It was saddening how little love that couple gets, and I decided to do some loving of my own.

So now,

This could be platonic, however, I was thinking 'watching the sunset together' while working on it, so it's really meant to be romantic. Really, any scenario you (the viewer) wants is fine.

This took about seven hours, pencil, paper, and photoshop cs. I was focusing on their faces (this is my first time drawing both of them) so the bodies/poses are somewhat lacking, I know.

[FanArt] Welcome to Amefuto Host Club!

2008-08-11T08:14:42Z

Not a real yaoi material, but the atmosphere is just…yaoi ^^; Sena with his seme-harem, enjoy XD

Welcome to Amefuto Host Club by ~AzurArt on deviant ART

They look like host club, seriously XD But I failed at Yamato, Akaba, and Kakei…sniff T_T

Anyway… Out of these guys, which one do you like as Sena’s seme? For me; Monji and Shin tied in first place, followed by (most to least) Yamato, Kakei, Akaba, and Riku :) And just to spark my motivation, do you have fanart theme you want for Sena x one of these guys? Tell me what you think!

[icons] Hiruma/Sena (+Hikaru no Go)

2008-08-10T04:35:47Z

[4] Akira/Hikaru (Hikaru no Go)
[15] Hiruma/Sena (Eyeshield 21)

Samples:

//@ my journal//

On a Doujinshi Hunt

2008-08-04T05:47:11Z

Hey, hey! XD I'm on the search for the elusive "Not Enough" doujinshi featuring the Musashi x Hiruma pairing. Has anyone seen it around and if you have, do you happen to have the link for it? D: I saw it in a AMV, but it was going so fast I couldn't read it all... Yeah, I'm a nerd, I have to read. ^^;;;

Could you help me out, please?

HiruSena AMV - I Do I Do I Do

2008-08-02T14:57:40Z

Hey all! I come with a Hiruma x Sena vid. :D It's short, but I think it turned out well. If you're feeling generous, could you comment and/or rate, please? ^^

Video Here

Sharing? I'm all about sharing :D

2008-07-31T15:35:35Z

Hey!
Yesterday I scanned a doujinshi of mine and I thought, heck, I share the scans for great, and even greater justice.

Title: Synchronicity
Pairing Agon X Unsui
Doujinka Chiyorhythm
Rating Light R (for teh twincest and some het Agon and teh ladies yanno)

http://www.megaupload.com/?d=DYQRP0O2

The Demon Within - Chapters 15 & 16

2008-07-29T03:00:54Z

Authors: Nightmare and Winged Dreamer
Main Pairing: Hiruma / Sena
Rating: NC-17
Author's Note: Hiruma's scary when his Sena time is interrupted ... and Mamori is too nosy for her own good.
Warnings: Slight instances of non-con and attempted rape.

Summary: The Devil Bats have won the Christmas Bowl. It is now time for the second years to retire and focus on their senior studies. But Hiruma isn't ready to leave the team, and Sena isn't ready to see him go.

Additional Note from Dreamy: Hey guys. Sorry it took me so long to post this, but life kinda decided to completely take over. That's kinda what happens when you get another roommate, things at work suck (*plots ways to curse DHL*), and general insanity decides to ensue. So as an apology, I've posted two chapters of "The Demon Within." ^__^

Now, another reason I've stopped posting so often is because most of the reviews have slowly devolved into nothing more than, "Great work! Can't wait for the next chapter!" That type of review is like candy - it's tasty and sweet, but it doesn't do you much good. The main reason 'Mare and I post our stories is to get constructive feedback so that we can improve as writers. Over the years, we've gotten better thanks to reviews that constructively told us what the reader liked and - more importantly - didn't like. So please, help us out, 'cause we have a long way to go before we're as good as we want to be. Thanks. *bows*

( This was NOT how Sena wanted everyone to find out... )

"Happy Birthday, Musashi" (Musashiruma fic)

2008-07-24T23:23:55Z

Title: Happy Birthday, Musashi (Part 1)
Pairing: Musashi & Hiruma
Authors: gogochan & gogodgene
Rating: PG-15
Warnings: Slash, yaoi, B/L, foul language from Hiruma, mild apron kink, and foreplay.
Summary: Hiruma attempts to bake a cake for Musashi's birthday, with disastrous results. However, thanks to Hiruma's quick thinking, and a tub of icing, the big brunet still gets his birthday wish.

A/N: Slight AU. Set several years in the future, after Hiruma and Musashi have graduated from college and are living together as a couple. Also, Musashi's birthday is in April. We had every intention of getting this fic done in time for his b-day, but then it kept getting longer, and longer, and longer... 11,000+ steamy words later and it's finally finished! We'll be posting it in three parts. Parts 2 and 3 will be NC-17. Enjoy~
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( The sharp-shooting, whip-tongued, gum-cracking former quarterback had no business cooking anything, and they both knew it. )

((posted at allxthingsxgo, and x-posted to various E21 comms))

Episode Guidance! D:

2008-07-24T21:48:26Z

Hello all fellow fans of Eyeshield 21 yaoi! XD

I remember an episode where Sena and Yoichi were talking with each other in front of a river. I can't remember what they were talking about though. D: I think it might have been about Monta-kun and his baseball glove. But like I said, I don't remember so don't jump down my throat...please? ^^; Does anyone have any clue what episode number it was?

es21_yaoi @ 2008-07-24T16:40:00

2008-07-24T15:42:28Z

Title: Lessons In Drowning
Pairing: Kakei/Mizumachi
Rating: PG (nothing objectionable, I think)
Word Count: ~2100
Summary: Fear, trust, and treading water.
Notes: Unbetaed and far from perfect, but the Kyoshin boys need all the love they can get.

(not waving, but...)

YamatoxSena in manga

2008-07-21T04:29:10Z

Honestly, chapter 286 and 287 just reeks of this pairing ~~and make me squee-ing like crazy~~ :D

Of course, almost every yaoi fanservice in ES21 started with obligatory ass-shot…

…like of uke begging his seme…

…never faltered ‘though His Semeness playing hard to get…

…and in last attempt, Uke-chan showed that he could play rough too.

His Semeness at last succumbed to the uber cuteness and begs of Uke-chan, while Uke-chan marveled at how seme His Semeness was (big hands, huge back, incredible grip… We KNEW you’ve had things for hunks, Sena! XD).

La fin with LOVE-LOVE TACKLE ~~that actually looked like biiig hug of wuv and some groping~~! YamatoxSena = new OTP! ^o^