Kiss me. Fan fiction based on Stopgate novelty

This was my first attempt in Yaoi. Written based on the conversation of Nounim and Frank in the tavern. I am not a special specialist in the description of all these scenes. for this I apologize in advance for the mistakes and the general crumpled of the plot. The text appeared later than the comic book to all the authors of the novel thanks a lot for inspiration.

Bar “Cave of the Combator” was already closed.Closed for visitors.A peculiar corporate party was formed there, or in other words, a mini-sabantuy. The table closer to the bar was covered to capacity.Drinks and snacks filled it.

A gray -haired man brought to the table four large mugs filled with elements.

Almost all the snacks were eaten, and El did not think to end in circles, thanks to the entrepreneurial bartender.

A bard with a two -faced guy, sitting opposite, already competed in Armresling in full.Looking at them, the guy with the ears grinned and sipped El from the mug.

Looking right, the guy caught Frank’s gaze. He winked unequivocally to the noun. The guy looked in response with the gaze of bewilderment and turned away from a wining man and reached for a plate, with something reminiscent of fish sticks. Well, or what remains of a huge dish with them.

Popoka ended deep after midnight.In the tavern it became quiet, it was heard how the gray-haired bartender was finging in the kitchen, apparently my dishes, which was not a small mountain.

Some kind of howling was heard from the yard. Apparently, Bard decided to knead a little ligament and sing, on a drunken head.Although it was rather UESOFLINN, because the variable was heard by the change of voice.And there was no musical accompaniment. Only crickets, and when the voices fell silent.

Noonim shook his head in order to come to his senses a little and headed for the usual route to the closet.

Looking along the way into a box stuffed with a rag standing on a bench, the guy smiled happily. The animal sleeping there peacefully sniffed, twitching his paw.

Not sacred. He was wicked in a day, eliminating a bunch of small, fluffy, boring creatures. Probably a week will sleep.

Entering the closet Noney realized that the place was already occupied. But still went to the bed on which a man was dozing with glasses.

– Oh, and then busy? – the guy asked in surprise.

– And you are against? – breathing faded asked Frank – or Kalachik wanted at his feet?

– No, but I did not know that you will be here – a guy said sitting down on the edge of the bed.

– Indeed, that I would not sleep in my room – the man damped. – Or you sunk on me?

– No – denying, the guy was embarrassed.

– Come on to you, I see, embarrassed – the man stroked the guy on the head, ruffling his hair.

– To be honest, I’m a little embarrassed.

-Come on, it’s okay. You can do what you want today.At least admit love.

“To be honest, the crazy house that happened today chatted me today,” the guy said. – These are flushed fluffy, then the Hans.He was creepy.

“But the adventures are full of pants,” the man independentcasinosites.co.uk/ grinned – well, and if you are embarrassed, then I can fix it, give your lips here.

“I am afraid of little to do not work with us,” Nounim said timidly – when I teleported here, there was a failure.And my sexual settings are lost.It seems like the factory.

– But we still try, I will do everything myself.

Having said this man leaned his index finger against the guy’s lips.

– TSS, you just relax and trust me.

Having said this, the man confidently kissed the embarrassing noun. Kisses slowly crawled around the neck.The guy even bit his lower lip slightly.

Bright skin began to be covered with droplets of saliva and light bites of bites. The guy published a quiet, semi -up groan.

Men’s hands acted technically. Having lifted the guy’s T -shirt, he began to circle the barely noticeable pinkish nipples with his tongue.

The guy arched from pleasure, slightly hitting the wall with his head.But I did not feel pain. He only felt the nose of the man, somewhere in the abdomen.

Having reached the guy’s trousers, he raised himself, holding his hips, the guy’s hips.

Carefully taking off his t -shirt from the lying noun, he threw it on the floor.The bathrobe followed the same fate.

The guy got up to be closer to Frank’s face, took off his glasses and put it on the table by the bed. He also tried to remove the straps of a man’s overalls.But then he removed the guy’s hands, taking him away himself.

Overalls and shirt went to the floor.Nounim pants too.

Getting rid of clothes, the man turned the guy on his stomach.Nounim buried in a pillow. Then he did not think anything.

I felt his anus was covered with saliva, and was cold.The uterine moan escaped again, but was drowned out by a pillow clamped.

The guy felt the penetration clearly.He met a new pain for himself with a scream, again a drowned pillow.

The guy met a reinforcement of the pace with loud moans, not letting the pillow out of his teeth.Suddenly in his tongue, he felt a brackish taste of blood.

“Oh no, blood, it’s already too much,” a fleeting thought flickered in the head of Nounim.

– What do you have there? Blood? – the man asked without reducing the pace.

– Yes, apparently the pressure, well, or the moon phase – the guy lied

– You may not be shy, we will consider it your nasal innocence.

After about forty minutes, approximately the Noun felt that the case was coming to the end. Feeling an unusual, pleasant pain in his anus, the guy bit his pillow with his teeth and shouted.

– Well, how do you like this adventure? Best, go what happened to you? – Ironized Frank, who moves towards the wall.

– Well, it was an unusual sensation, a good addition to the carousel that happened today – putting on a t -shirt raised from the floor, the guy said.

– Okay, go, fold your bones somewhere in the tavern. – shoving Nunema from the takhta said Frank – Together with you and I definitely will not fit here.

“Thanks in any case for all that,” said the guy, embarrassed.

The man muttered something inaudible, turned to the wall and instantly fell asleep.

Nounim decided to check, come to his senses.

Gently walking through the entire tavern, so as not to wake anyone, he also neatly open the door so that it does not creak and the bell does not ring.

Once on a small porch of the taverns, the guy heard an even, slightly diverse snoring from somewhere below.He looked down, and saw the sound came from.

On the ground, at the steps of the tavern, a two -faced guy slept on his back.

Apparently he was so drunk that he decided to sleep right under the door of the tavern.Previously, songs for the entire area.

Noonim smiled at that look at it.Young is green.

Looking around, looking at the big, similar to a piece of white chalk moon, the guy breathed out and very deeply sighed fresh night air.

Traces of a hangover finally evaporated.

Standing on the porch for a couple of minutes, the guy was quite soaked in the cool air night.

“It seems to have come to his senses,” the Noonim thought to himself – you can take a nap ”

Scrolling this thought in his head, the guy went back into the tavern.

Approaching the shop on which stood a box with a sleeping shooter, Nuniem sat nearby.Stroking the belly of a sleeping animal, the guy touched a little and settled on a bench nearby.

He was chopped off almost instantly. Little fatigue made itself felt.

Even a hard wooden shop and a large box standing on it did not prevent.

There was an almost ringing silence in the tavern. Only cicadas on the street was heard, and then very muffled. The night was coming to an end, after two hours it will have to retreat, giving way to the new day, a complete interesting adventure.