Forse ora ho capito come si fa...
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pasticci_fanficMolto probabilmente sarà anche l'ultima perchè quella tortura che risponde al nome di "tesi di laurea" incombe... XDD
Titolo: No More
Autore: io
Fandom: Arashi
Pairing: sorpresa^^
Rating: decisamente R!!
Disclaimers: se il JE fosse mio gli Arashi avrebbero qualche kg in più e Jun sarebbe il mio schiavo-amante.... ^^
NOTE: la fic è in inglese!!! l'ho scritta così perchè l'inglese mi dà molte più emozioni dell'italiano.... spero che riusciate a leggerla tutti..
He was hurting.
He was hurting form the pain of the sudden invasion, hurting from the powerful, rhythmic thrusts that were being forced upon his battered body.
He was hurting from the strong fingers that were gripping his hips in an iron clasp, leaving angry purple bruises on albaster skin.
He was hurting from the hungry bites that his lover had bestowed upon his chest.
But he was used to it, to the physical pain.
He could easily force himeslf to put it in the far recesses of his mind, and let all thoughts swallow it, just like his closed mouth was swallowing his desperate pants and moans.
What he couldn't get used to was the way Sho could break his heart just uttering a single word.
"Aiba"
Because Jun knew that Sho loved and would love only the bubbly man.
No matter how many times he had given himself away, Jun knew that to Sho he was only a warm body into which release his unrequired love.
Every time they were about to climax together Jun hoped with all his might that the name that would be whispered in a shallow groan would be his.
And every time Aiba's name left the other's mouth Jun could feel another piece of his heart breaking.
Only this time there were no more pieces to be broken.
Jun waited until Sho had finished getting dressed and left the room without a backward glance.
Then he got up and stammered to the adiacent bathroom. He stole a glance to the mirror and smiled sadly at the tear-sticken face reflected in it as he pushed the razor blade onto his wrist.
As the blood flew out of his veins he thought that finally, he wasn't hurting anymore.
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Date: 2007-10-07 09:54 am (UTC)L'ho adorata alla prima lettura, e continua a piacermi!!! (io amo le storie tristi...)
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Date: 2007-10-08 05:32 pm (UTC)Junji, amore mio! ç_ç
Questa fanfiction è davvero stupenda, e questo dovrebbe farti riflettere sul fatto che sei una gran brava scrittrice, cara... sebbene tu dica di no.
E inoltre sappi che sarà la prima di una luuuunga serie che riprenderà dopo la laurea! ^^
Continua così, mia somma maestra! ^()^ YAY!
doh!
Date: 2007-12-10 01:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-25 12:23 pm (UTC)Se avessi avuto Sho tra le mani mentre la leggevo lo avrei ucciso.
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Però dai scrivine altre, non fare solo la correttrice visto che sei brava.
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Date: 2008-01-25 05:20 pm (UTC)