Full Metal Panic Fan Fiction ❯ Love and Television ❯ Love and Television ( One-Shot )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

LOVE AND TELEVISION
A Full Metal Panic Challenge Fanfic

Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess


CHALLENGE: Week 15's "choose your own adventure" from one of three series.

AUTHOR'S NOTES:
I'm trying my hand at yet another new fandom. This one came to mind only as a comedy sketch. I hope that turning it into a fanfic works. Pretty short and to the point. Somewhat lemony, but not specific pairing.

DISCLAIMER:
Me no own. You no sue. Usually I'm more creative and more informative. I'm under the gun here so I'll look up a more appropriate disclaimer later.




"Oh yes!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. YES!"

"There's no turning back now."

"What if I were to turn around then?"

"Oh yeah."

Sousuke grabbed another hand full of popcorn and shoved it into his mouth. He couldn't take his eyes off the television. The story unfolding was quite gripping, despite the bad acting and strange background music.

What was difficult to explain was his reaction to the movie. It was quite unfamiliar. His body seemed very attuned to what was happening on the screen. Cold shivers ran up and down his spine. Goosebumps pricked the flesh of his arms. Something warm was forming, somewhere beneath his stomach. And to top it off, his pants were getting a bit too constrictive.

"Do you like that, baby?"

"More. Please more."

"Move with me."

"Faster! FASTER!"

Surely, it wasn't all the popcorn he was consuming?

Of course, he was slightly confounded by the fact that he'd actually rented this movie. It was a recommendation from one of his classmates. Something to help him with his relationship with Chidori. The movie was half way over, and he still failed to see what he could learn from this movie. And besides, he relationship with Chidori was just fine.

Wasn't it?

He was familiar with most of the basic premises that the story offered. He and Chidori had been dating for nearly three months. It had been a hell ride before and not much better since, although the feeling of comfort he received from her presence, also noted in the film, made him feel at ease. He didn't feel that way around many people. People called his suspicious. He thought he was merely being cautious.

Caution somehow got thrown to the wind one night, though. When Chidori kissed him. A kiss, such a strange thing. But after a few more, he found them very pleasing, and a good form of communication strategy. She always shut up after a kiss. He thought, perhaps, he could work it into one of his battle strategies, but found no good one to fit it in.

He gasped at one particular scene, his body continuing to react to the story. What was happening to him? This had not happened between him and Chidori. It didn't feel natural, but at the same time, it was. Curious, he moved his hand back into the popcorn bowl and grabbed more popcorn. His other hand lightly covered a spot on his pants that felt painful. Maybe he needed to stop eating the popcorn.

Wait. He'd felt this way before. It had been much more subtle, not as distracting. After one particular kiss that had involved the swapping of spit and a dance of tongues. It had been emblazoned in his mind, fire in his soul. He had felt warm then, a constricting pressure building in his groin. But it had gone away the moment contact between them had been broken.

There was no contact now, yet he felt warmer, his skin grown uncomfortable in his clothing. Drops of sweat poured from his brow. The hand on his pants grasped onto a solid object, squeezing, helping to ease the pain he felt. The popcorn was knocked over as he readjusted himself on the floor, both hands now trying to ease the ache he could not explain.

"Move a little to the left."

"Like this?"

"Now give me some room."

"Oh, feels good."

"You sure do."

The music changed with the new setting, but Sousuke didn't notice. The shrieks coming from the television urged him to continue with his hands. His clothing was too warm, to restrictive. Quickly he shucked his shirt and pants. But the cool air of the apartment was no help at all. And the ache was getting worse. For good measure he tossed aside his boxers, hoping for some relief.

"This might be it."

"Oh, don't stop! Not now! AH!"

"Just a little longer!"

"Oh yes. YES! YES! Give it to me!"

"I know you like that."

Eyes still glued to the screen, Sousuke grasped the aching flesh in his hands and began mimicking what he saw on the screen. It was dirty, he knew, but it felt SO GOOD. The heat continued to build, a ball of it stuck in his stomach while fire sprung from his fingers. He gasped again, watching the movie through half closed eyelids.

"This is it!"

"Let me have it! All of you!"

The pace of his hands picked up as the climax drew near. He could hear the woman spouting nonsense as the man grunted as he carried on with business. Sousuke's breath caught in his throat as he felt the heat reach an unacceptable peak. A groan came from somewhere in his chest, pushing out all the air he head held. His grasp tightened and he felt the ache turn into something else.

"Can you handle it?"

"Oh my GOD!

Happiness. Joy. Bliss. A feeling he couldn't quite explain. His body froze as white light washed over him. His eyes closed completely, shutting out the picture but not the voices. He shook as he exploded, another groan wedging it's way from his throat and into the apartment.

"OH MY GOD!"

Sousuke's eyes snapped open. The voice he had just heard was not one he remembered from the movie. With the ache gone he had control over his body once again. Remaining in place he slowly opened his eyes. The sight that greeted him shocked him nearly speechless.

"Chi-ch-Chidori?!"

She was gawking in shock. Her face, red with embarrassment, was frozen in a look of awe and...fear? What was she afraid of? Then he recalled his state of undress, and the movie he had been watching. Of course she had a reason to be surprised.

"Chidori, I know how this looks--!"

"How this looks?"

"Yes. You see, it started when I rented this porno...."

The girl raised her hand, finally finding her voice. "Porno?" A smile played across her lips and she started to giggle. "You rented a porno?"

"Am I not allowed?"

"Well, I suppose, but...why?"

"Why?"

"Yes, why?"

"I...ah...thought it might help."

"Help?"

"Hai."

"Sousuke, if you needed help, all you have to do is ask."

"Ask?"

"Yes. Ask! Sheesh. I'm you're girlfriend right? I'm supposed to help with these things."

The boy grimaced as he was slapped in the face with his shirt. "Chidori...."

"Get dressed. We'll be late for dinner." She turned, walking from the room still giggling. "We can talk more about this when we get back."

As he buttoned his shirt he asked, "Where are we going for dinner?"

Chidori's menacing smile could be heard in her voice. "It's not dinner you should be worried about. It's dessert."

The boy gulped, sipping his pants and walking into the darkness.

"Dessert? But I've already had popcorn...."


~OWARI~