Hikaru No Go Fan Fiction ❯ Seven Deadly Sins ❯ Lust ( Chapter 5 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Title: Lust
Author: hostilecrayon
Pairing: Future AkiHika
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Lustiness!
Word Count: 286
Disclaimer: I own a Go board, but that's about it. Hikaru no Go was created by Hotta and Obata and distributed by Viz, Shogakuen and Shonen Jump.
Notes: Akira POV. Fifth in a series I was writing for the Stages of Love Seven Deadly Sins contest (Which I dropped out of -.-).
Author: hostilecrayon
Pairing: Future AkiHika
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Lustiness!
Word Count: 286
Disclaimer: I own a Go board, but that's about it. Hikaru no Go was created by Hotta and Obata and distributed by Viz, Shogakuen and Shonen Jump.
Notes: Akira POV. Fifth in a series I was writing for the Stages of Love Seven Deadly Sins contest (Which I dropped out of -.-).
Lust
I have always thought of Shindou in terms of a rival and a fellow Go player. He was my adversary, my co-worker in a sense, and at times, something akin to a friend. I've trusted him as the one who would advance my Go to the next level, and as someone who would rise with me to those heights.
None of that could possibly explain how I've been looking at him lately.
The first time it happened, I brushed it off as nothing. But as time went on, the occurrences increased in frequency, and it became harder and harder to ignore.
A slight show of skin when he stood up; a sheen of sweat on a summer day; the soft curve of his neck as he contemplated his next move. These are all things I've become all too keen to notice. And the more I notice, the more I want to see.
I've come to hope for more than I should; to see more skin, to touch his curves, to be the one to make him sweat.
Frankly, it makes my pants uncomfortably tight when I think about it.
I don't know if he's noticed the lingering stares or the way I shift positions whenever he leans in close over the Go board to place a stone. Though I know I shouldn't, I hope he has.
I look up from our graceful pattern of stones and fix him with my piercing gaze, and he holds it.
“Touya?” he questions, and I do not avert my eyes.
“It's your move,” I reply sharply, and startled, he places a stone.
Without bothering to think, I place a stone right next to his.
Hane, Shindou. What will you do?