Gift Fic for fazlyn_n

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GIFT FIC for fazlyn_n



Title: Just a sparkly flyer away
Pairing/Group: Ohno/Nino (very briefly mentioned Jun/Aiba)
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: Attempted humor, fluff & romance
Summary: It came in the mail one day, an uncomplicated and plain looking flap of paper. That is, until a flash of sparkly, curvy, rainbow print caught his eye.
Note: Written for fazlyn_n. First time I gave this pairing a try. Not sure if it is anything close to what you wanted, but I hope you at least enjoy it!





Ohno Satoshi, 25 years old, part-time worker in the bookstore closest to his apartment, was an uninspired undergraduate student in his fifth year of school. It wasn’t a particularly prevalent school but wasn’t the worst either. To Ohno, this fit him just fine. He wasn’t out to save the world or be the next scientific genius. Even the idea of being recognizable to the world in general drew shivers of dread down his neck. He just wanted to paint, draw, and sculpt to his pleasure. Well, and perhaps fish a bit when the weather was nice out.

Despite everything however, there was one issue that Ohno wasn’t particularly happy about and wanted to change.

“Satoshi,” His father began over the humming static of their phone connection. “Your mother is still upset about you not proposing to that previous girlfriend of yours and the two of you breaking up. She-“

His father was cut off abruptly. All Ohno could hear were muffled whispers being exchanged behind his father’s hand covering the phone receiver. Confused, Ohno pulled his phone away to glance at it funnily before putting it back to his ear at the call of his father’s voice.

“-toshi? Satoshi?”

“I’m here Dad.”

“Look son, I understand you’re busy with your schooling and work, but your mother is adamant that you get married sometime before she turns 60. She’s quite disappointed that you didn’t end up marrying Eriko-“

“It was Amiko, Dad. And we were only together for two weeks.” Ohno interrupted, a little angry at the idea of marrying a complete stranger that wanted to control his every move.

“Yes, yes, I know, but your mother doesn’t seem to care.” His father let loose an exasperated sigh. “Look, just do something about this before your mother takes this into her own hands.”

“But, Mom isn’t even 55 yet!” Ohno protested, his voice squeaking just a little at the end.

“You’re lucky she isn’t! You know how your mother can get. Just take care of this before she does.” His father said before hanging up.

Bringing his phone away from his ear, he stared at it helplessly before flipping it close.

“And how am I going to do that?” He whispered angrily before bending down to grab his school bag. He already missed his train to get to class on time.




Then it appeared.

It came in the mail one day nearly a month after his conversation with his father. It was an uncomplicated and plain looking flap of paper and Ohno was nearly tempted to throw it away without a second glance until a flash of sparkly, curvy, rainbow print caught his eye. One to give into his curiosities, he flipped the flyer over onto its back to have a better look.

Speed Dating at its Finest!

Do you always have trouble getting a date? How about keeping a significant other? Too shy to seek others out to go have fun?

Lucky you! Join our easy, fun & 100% guaranteed successful Speed Dating Service The Arashi Express!

Meetings occur once every week on Saturday evening from 5 to 11pm at Johnny’s Hang-out near Shinjuku Station. Old and new participants are always welcomed & can join in at any time. A one-time payment of ￥10,000 is required.

Our special Speed Dating Agents will do their best to help those having difficulties so that all participants will eventually find the right one for them!

Why don’t you take a chance?

Curious and a little sold on the idea, Ohno did the next best thing if he wasn’t entirely certain about something.

He called his mother.

“But Satoshi,” His mother ended up being not as enthusiastic about the idea as he thought, despite her being adamant about him getting married in the first place. “How are they going to guarantee you that? You’re nearly 30 and I am still waiting for grandchildren!”

“Mom, you already have grandchildren.” Ohno frowned as he glanced at the family portrait framed on his bedroom wall. His sister had three kids already, one of which was just a year old.

“I know that. I meant grandchildren from you. I have been telling you this for nearly three years now.”

So she just wants more grandchildren? He thought, more than just a little perturbed. How many does she want?!

“Anyways dear,” His mother quickly went back to the subject at hand. “If you can finally get your special someone, I have no problem with this. I better have grandchildren from you in two years!”

She hung up before he could protest.

Figuring he no other choice at this point (he’s sure that even though she hadn’t been enthusiastic about it, she would probably call him back the day after the meeting to ask him a million questions), he did the next best thing he could do to get himself prepared.

This time, he called his good friend Jun.

“So you told your mother,” Jun guessed as soon as Ohno filled him in on the details.

“Yes,” Ohno said as he scrunched his eyebrows together in slight annoyance. “How did you know?”

“Because you always call your mother. It’s a given.”

Shrugging, Ohno just pushed aside this statement and got to the main reason he called his friend in the first place. “Jun, can you help me get ready for this?”

A pregnant pause ensued as Ohno listened to Jun’s light breathing.

“Sure, I’ll come over in a moment.” Jun said before hanging up.




It was only a few hours later that he found Jun at his doorstep, as handsome and impressive as always. Even he had to admit Jun can pose a striking picture of refine taste.

Matsumoto Jun has been Ohno’s friend ever since the two of them met on the first day of High School. Even though he was three years older and had been in his senior year at the time, First year Jun took to his side and confidently defended the older boy when others tried to pick on him. Ever since then, Jun has made it his personally responsibility of keeping an eye out for his elder friend.

Smiling as he came in, Jun reached out to ruffle Ohno’s already disheveled hair.

“So let me guess,” Jun started as he took his shoes off, “you need pointers on how to pick people up at this kind of thing?”

“Well, that and dress help?” Ohno asked as he handed over Jun’s pair of house shoes.

“I can help you pick some clothes out.” The taller agreed. “But I don’t know how much I can help you with dealing with this kind of service.”

“But you’re always able to pick people up when you go out – guys and girls.”

“True.” Jun let loose a self-satisfied smile before sitting on Ohno’s beat-up couch. “That works for me, but we’re looking for someone that will be good for you and your sensibilities.”

“Can you just help me already?” Ohno whined, a pout blossoming.

Jun just laughed before he quickly led Ohno out the door.




Two days later and Ohno was “set” (according to Jun that is, as far as Ohno was concern, he wasn’t “set” at all for this shindig). Jun took it on himself to drop him off near Shinjuku station before speeding away to have a fun-filled date with his current love-interest (a taller man with blonde-dyed hair that had boundless energy – Jun liked to mention this was good for other activities – in the end, he liked the slightly older man enough to deal).

Ohno stood there for a moment as he watched his friend speed away. For a moment, the growing butterflies in his stomach vigorously bubbled up to his throat. He had to take a calming breath before swallowing them down to brew uncomfortably. Taking his final large gulp of air, he pulled his cap on and started to walk to Johnny’s Hang-out.

At five minutes to 6, Ohno arrived at the rainbow color door leading to The Arashi Express. He paused briefly before he pulled the door open and stepped into the sparkling hallway. Loud conversation drifted through the decent sized walkway, coming from the second door just at the end. He carefully walked towards it, paused to straighten his dashing tie (Jun picked it, saying it made him look very fetching), before opening the door.

At first he didn’t know what to think.

The large room itself was decorated rather distractingly. Unlike the front door to the place, the walls were painted a sensible blue and white. But beyond that, pictures of couples (sometimes threesomes and even orgies) were displayed. The level of nakedness displayed rivaled the production of an orgy film that Ohno might have maybe rented a few weeks ago. To be honest, he didn’t think this place would be decorated as such.

“Welcome to The Arashi Express!” Someone greeted to his left.

Turning, he met the vibrant eyes of a man just slightly taller than him wearing, of all things, a suit that even a successful business man would wear.

The man bowed low before straightening and handing out his hand to shake. “Sakurai Sho at your service. I manage this fine establishment. How may I help you sir?”

“I-I’m here for the Speed Dating service?” Ohno couldn’t help his blush of embarrassment. All at once he felt overwhelmed by the fact he even wanted to try this out in the first place, let alone in a place that looked like this.

A knowing smile etched across Sakurai’s face before he bowed and extended an arm towards the room. “This way then sir and we’ll help you set up for the activities.”

First, Sakurai led him to the sign-up counter not far from the back. Two men were seated there at laptops entering in forms given to them by the new participants that had signed up before Ohno had arrived.

“Toma?” The man seated on the left perked up before smiling at the two. “Can you please help this man out with his application process? He’s here for the Speed Dating activities.”

Toma smiled beamingly at Ohno. “Do you have with you the required ￥10,000 fee?”

“Ah- yeah. Let me-“ Ohno fumbled with his wallet as he pulled out two crumpled ￥5,000 bills and handed over to Toma.

“Wonderful! Now, if you can just fill this questionnaire out over there at the waiting area then bring it back to me once you finish, we can get you started in the Speed rounds as soon as possible.” Toma’s smile stretched even further as he handed over a clipboard with the questionnaire papers and gestured to the cushions on his right. Ohno swallowed nervously as he noticed an attractive man filling already filling out his own forms.

Nodding towards Toma, he walked towards the area slowly. He was beginning to think he should just turn back, hand the forms back to Toma and leave. Surely this kind of place couldn’t help him out at all. Especially since, for one, there were no women to be seen.

Just as he made it to the area and sat on one of the most comfortable couches he’s even sat in, the other man perked up and glanced at him briefly. Curiously, the man stiffened before bringing his gaze to Ohno once more. Ohno swallowed carefully as he noticed the smirk bloom across the man’s features before he stood up and sat in the cushion right next to him.

“Hello,” the man started with his smirk still firmly in place. He moved into Ohno’s personal space as he held out his hand. “I’m Nino.”

The response was automatic as he held out his hand for Nino to shake, “Ohno.”

“So, I assume you’re here for the Speed Dating Service?” Nino glanced at the forms on Ohno’s lap before looking him in the eyes.

“Yes, are you?”

“Yep,” Nino said as he sat back. Ohno was momentarily distracted by the bit of skin Nino’s shirt displayed as it became apparent the top three buttons were undone. “I heard about this place from a good friend of mine and decided to give it a go.”

Ohno just hummed as he turned his focus to the forms. Many of the questions he wasn’t sure how to answer, let alone some he had little idea of what they meant. What does it mean about bottoming and topping? Kinks? What’s considered a kink? He’s watched porn before, sure, but kinks? What exactly makes a fascination “kinky”?

Nino interrupted his inner-drama when he hummed briefly into the shell of his ear before speaking. “I think what they mean to ask is if you like to have straight, plain sex or liven things up by buying some hand-cuffs and playing cops & robbers.”

Ohno jumped away at the heated breath against his ear as he found the other man chuckling at his reaction.

“I got to admit, I like your reactions,” Nino said as he pulled away again. Chuckling once more, he stood up with his forms in hand and saluted his goodbye before turning away to hand the papers in.

Ohno apprehensively watched the other man walk away.




“Thank you Ohno-san,” Toma chirped as he glanced over Ohno’s forms quickly. “Just give me a moment and I’ll have your name tag ready for you.”

As promised, a moment later Toma was handing over Ohno’s name tag. “All you have to do is go to Koki over there, and he’ll help you join in. Have fun Ohno-san!”

Ohno thanked Toma then made his way to the Yankee-looking man standing near Table One.

“Toma told me to go to you,” Ohno said as Koki faced him.

“Wonderful-” Koki looked to his name tag, “Ohno-san. Once the buzzers go off, you can join this table in the next round.”

Not sooner than two minutes later, the buzzers went off and Ohno sat in the seat Koki waved to.

A man just a hair taller than Ohno, decked out in dark-rimmed glasses, a smart sweater and dark dress slacks took seat across from him and clicked the buzzer button. Five minutes flashed across the timer before it started its rush towards zero.

Not knowing what to expect, Ohno merely blinked as the man stared at him without even budging to start the conversation.

“Um, I’m Ohno.” He started, swallowing as his mouth became dry.

The man didn’t respond as he continued his staring. The timer was nearly at two minutes before the man cleared his throat, “Enomoto.”

“It’s ah- it’s nice to meet you Enomoto-san.”

Enomoto barely nodded before the buzzer went off and Koki ushered Ohno to the next table.

Already at Table Two was a man reclining grumpily in his chair. He was dressed rather strangely – a bright yellow sweater, a blue-red striped cap, plaid breeches, red nylon stockings and brown boots. Ohno couldn’t help but notice the man’s ears were also rather large.

Sitting he held out his hand, “I’m Ohno. It’s nice to meet you.”

Crossing his arms across his chest, the quaint man turned his head to the side and glanced down at Ohno’s offered hand. “Kaibutsu Tarou,” the man grumbled.

After a minute, Ohno nearly succumbed to the realization that this speed date will end with no conversation as well. That is, until the man stood up abruptly and pumped his fist in the air.

“Speed Dating is saikou!”

Startled, Ohno blinked owlishly as the man came towards him and grabbed a hold of his wrist and pulled him roughly from his seat. “We’re going to play now, come on!”

No sooner than a second later, Koki separated them both and pulled Kaibutsu-san away from him. The buzzer conveniently chose to ring just as Koki kicked the man out the rainbow entrance.

Table Three Ohno went. Sitting down, he found himself face to face with none other than Nino.

“Why hello there Ohno-san,” Nino drawled, inching forward in his seat. The man reached out to pull Ohno’s hand towards him and kissed it.

Startled, Ohno pulled his hand away. “Hello Nino-san-“

“Just call me Nino.”

“-Nino.” Ohno amended.

Nino glanced at Ohno’s name tag before his smirk became the biggest Ohno has seen yet.

“No preference in position and on kinks I see,” Nino said smugly. He reached over the press on the buzzer button.

“You never told me why you’re here Ohno-san. What made you come?”

“I saw an ad in a flyer. In the end, I thought it might be worth a try.” Ohno watched as Nino scooted his chair to the side a little and crossed his legs.

“Have you ever dated a man before?” Nino asked, the question unexpected.

“No,” Ohno’s eyebrows drew together as he thought about it, “I actually haven’t dated many girls before either.”

“Think you’d be willing to give a guy a chance?” Nino asked nonchalantly. Or at least he tried to. By now, Ohno got the idea Nino has been trying to hit on him.

Ohno looked away and took a look at the timer. They had two minutes left. “Maybe after I get to know them better.”

“Sounds fair,” Nino conceded. “Ninomiya Kazunari. 22 years old. Batter for both sides, fond of any position, role and kink to reasonable extent. I write gaming music for a living and work at all sorts of odd hours of the day. I have an older sister who’s quite the pain in the ass and a mother that is quite the devil when she wants to be. I guess I learned from the best in that sense.”

Ohno laughed at Nino’s implied joke before he straightened in his seat. “Ohno Satoshi. I’m 25 years old and still in college. I work part-time at the bookstore near my apartment complex and have a mother that is persistent with me marrying a nice girl and having tons of grandchildren for her.”

“Wouldn’t dating a man derail that grandchildren train of hers?”

“Of course, but she did tell me to find someone nice.” Ohno beamed.

“Well-“ The buzzer went off before Nino could finish.

Not one to let an opportunity pass, Nino leaned forward with his palms against the table. Minutely, Ohno noticed the mole on his chin that he thought was rather cute.

“Say Ohno-san, want to head out of here and continue our date some place more enjoyable?” Nino suggested and ignoring the indignant voice of Ohno’s next speed date waiting to take Nino’s seat.

Ohno nodded. After he took a look at the newcomer and saw the man wearing a feather jacket that would put Las Vegas performers to shame , he wasn’t sure he could handle another awkward five minutes with another stranger.





Taking in the fresh air, the two of them exited the rainbow door and made their way out into the bustling streets. Nino had mentioned there was a nice, decently priced bar close by that they can go to. It also was a plus that the bar offered a excellent array of curry dishes that instantly perked Ohno’s interest. He wasn’t one to give up an opportunity to have alcohol, let alone the nice promise of outstanding curry.

The Taboo wasn’t anything close to what the name would suggest. Instant images of people grinding together, loud music and questionable drinks flew out the window after Ohno stepped inside. It didn’t occur to him at that moment that it would be difficult to find good curry in a place that was wrecked with such things.

In fact, The Taboo was a fairly clean and approachable space. The faint smell of curry wafted through the area while subtle music was played by the band on stage. Even the lighting allow for the bar’s atmosphere to relax its patrons to each others’ company.

Nino and Ohno grinned at each other and settled into a booth in the corner.




Two plates of curry, six rounds of shots and three rounds of beers later, both were thoroughly smashed.

Giggling as they were shown the way out by a concerned hostess, Nino clung to Ohno like he was the only thing in the world that could keep him standing. Technically, he was, but Ohno’s alcohol (and curry) induced brain could only register that Nino wanted to cling to him and he was more than happy at that point to let the other man do just that.

“Satoshi,” Nino slurred as he held onto Ohno’s arm. Somehow throughout the night “Ohno-san” had turned into “Ohno-kun,” then “Oh-chan,” then finally, “Satoshi.” “Let’s go someplace else we can have fun.”

Giggling, Ohno rubbed his head against Nino’s as they avoided running into a light pole, “Where to then?”

“I know just the place!” Nino reached over and pulled Ohno’s head directly to his, planting a soundly kiss. Ohno reacted instantly and delved into get a better taste. Curry, tequila and the slight bitter tang of the beer they had peaked his interest. Slipping is tongue into Nino’s parted mouth; Ohno quested deeper to find that taste uniquely Nino. He let out a low groan when he found the combination he wanted and Nino let out a whimper.

Pulling apart, they both giggled more as Nino led the way down the street. Once they got to the end, he stopped and pointed at the sign lit in blue.

Ohno squinted as his brain tried to make out the word – Sakuranbo – before Nino pulled him towards the automated key dispenser. Unfortunately, there were only three rooms left. The best looking one (in Ohno’s opinion) was an ocean-themed space that even had a small pond and river running through it. For what, he didn’t know, but he never let go an opportunity to stare at the cute fishes if he could.

“This one!” Nino pointed to the third option – a yellow tinted room, plain until the TV set came into focus. “It says it comes with erotic games for us to enjoy. That, and a large choice of flavored lube and condoms.”

Curiosity perked, Ohno slowly paid the machine (it wasn’t really his fault that the machine didn’t know how to stay still), grabbed the dispensed keys and, with a clinging Nino, followed the way to the elevator conveniently located just a few steps away.

Once inside and the door closed, the mood took a complete turn. Nino pushed Ohno against the door and dived in to give the older man a lip-bruising kiss. The kiss from before was incomparable to the intense sensations that this one invoked. Tongues intertwining, legs tangled, and hands pulling on clothing, the two of them barely let up for air. A deep moan erupted from Ohno as Nino did a particularly impressive twist of his hips and he sucked at the tip of Ohno’s tongue. It was a messy kiss that had them both achingly hard by the time they broke apart.

“Clothes off Satoshi,” Nino panted as he moved away to stumbled onto the bed, his unbuttoned shirt falling open to frame his pale skin and lean physique quite nicely. He took that moment to undo his jeans and pull them down and off along with his boxer briefs.

Ohno was thoroughly distracted then as he watched Nino’s dick spring out and twitch against the cool air. Wetting his lips, he took in the younger man’s tempting body. Then, as if he final registered Nino’s command, he got to work stripping himself completely and made his way onto the bed.

He promptly made his way between Nino’s spread thighs and leaned down to kiss the slighter man eagerly.

Kissing Nino was quickly becoming one of his top 5 favorite things to do. It didn’t matter that he has only known the man for at most ten hours. All that matter was that with this man, he felt like he was wanted and someone really wanted to spend time with him. Well, it also helped that the man was rather attractive, kissed like an expert, had him wanting with just a taste, and was laid out wantonly across soft, yellow sheets.

Parting from their make-out session, Ohno moved to kiss along Nino’s neck, down to his collarbone and down to a perk nipple. The ensuing gasp Nino let out was like music for Ohno’s happy, fuzzy mind. He took his time paying close attention as he sucked and licked at the puckered flesh, becoming pleasure-drunk from the pitched whines escaping from Nino’s open mouth. After he was pleased with his work, he pinched the abused flesh to see how Nino would react. Nino’s sharp jerk and loud moan at the touch had Ohno grinning before he moved down.

It pleased him greatly to see Nino’s glazed over eyes as he watched Ohno part his legs wider. Carefully watching Nino’s expression, he licked a strip up the smooth curve of pale thigh as he palmed the other. The slight cant of Nino’s hips closer towards Ohno and the sharp intake of breath was a better reaction than Ohno had been expecting. He kissed his way up to the protruding hipbone before moving a hand to curl into the soft hairs just below Nino’s navel.

“Satoshi,“ Nino whined as his hips bucked. “Please?”

Ohno didn’t need to be told twice. Gripping the base of Nino’s penis, he licked up the underside along the main vein and swirled his tongue around the head before taking as much of it into his mouth as possible. He bobbed his head a few times before moving back up to suck at just the head. Nino’s hips bucked violently when he did that and Ohno hummed happily as he ran his tongue along the slit. A satisfying saltiness bloomed across his taste buds as Nino cried out and jerked his hips. Not expecting Nino to come so soon, Ohno was surprised at the splash of hot cum that hit the back of his throat. He moaned as he pulled away, a slight string of saliva and cum still connecting the two of them together intimately.

“Sorry Satoshi,” Nino started as he tried to pull away.

But Ohno wouldn’t have any of that. Moving swiftly, Ohno dove in to kiss Nino again as one hand caressed the soft flesh of one of Nino’s inner thighs and the other pulled at Nino’s slightly sweaty hair.

“Turn over,” Ohno whispered as he palmed enthusiastically at Nino’s ass, causing the man to gasp out sharply.

Once Nino was in position, his hands clutching the sheets in his small hands, his face resting against the sheets and turned to the side with his ass in the air, Ohno gathered a few of the lube and condom packets laid out on the bedside table.

Not caring at this point which he used, he opened up a red foil condom and fumbled to roll it on. Then, opening up one of the purple lube packets, he spread the lube along his fingers before tracing the small, pink ring of muscles of Nino’s entrance. Gasping sharply, Nino pushed against the touch. Fascinated, the older man pushed one finger in. The feeling was amazing. Hot, tight and pulsing with Nino’s rapid heartbeat, Ohno pumped his finger a few times prior to slipping in a second. The pursuing whine Nino let out was delicious to Ohno’s ears.

He wanted to hear more of those noises. He wanted Nino to be a mass of shaking limbs and withering pleasure. Pulling his fingers out, he slicked them back up and added a third. He pumped those a few times before pulling them apart to stretch Nino further. It was just as he thrust them in particularly deep that Nino called out and bucked against them.

“Satoshi, please. No more, just do it already.” Nino begged as he pushed his ass against the other man’s fingers still buried deep.

At his limit and not wanting Nino to beg again, Ohno clumsily opened up another lube packet (Blue this time!) and smeared it onto his dick. He grabbed hold of the soft flesh of Nino’s ass as he aligned and plunged in with one strong thrust. The cry Nino let out propelled him into letting loose sharp, deep thrusts that rocked the bed against the wall.

Bending himself to drape over the curved expanse of Nino’s back, he leaned down to mouth at the sweaty curve of the other man’s neck as he fucked the man into the mattress. Nino’s sharp gasps and high-pitched whimpers brought pleasure coursing through his body to pool in his abdomen. He groaned loudly as he twisted Nino to the side and brought one of his legs up to bend up into his chest. The new angle allowed for him to make even deeper, harder thrusts that had Nino pulling at the sheets in pleasurable distress.

It only took a few more minutes until Nino came for the second time at the slightest touch of Ohno’s hand to his sensitive tip. The picture of Nino’s stomach covered in his own cum, the pink blush spread across Nino’s face, neck and down to his collarbones, the whimpers increasing in pitch and frequency as Ohno continued his onslaught is what did him in. With one last thrust, Ohno came silently as Nino grinded against him.

Collapsing, Ohno was too tired to even pull out. Displeased, Nino grunted as he poked Ohno in the side.

“Old man, get off me.”

“Ah, sorry,” Ohno mumbled as he slipped out and rolled over to Nino’s side.

“So,” Nino began after helping Ohno take the condom off and throw it into the bin. “Does this mean we’re dating?”

“Yes.” Ohno moved to spoon Nino from behind and nuzzled his nose into his neck. “My Mom is going to kill me though.”

Laughing, Nino grabbed onto Ohno’s arms wrapped around him. “Why’s that?”

“She wanted grandchildren, remember? Unless you can have kids in the next two years, I think I’m rather screwed.”

Nino merely laughed again as he turned to kiss Ohno lightly on the lips. “If you’re already thinking of us being together that long, I think I can convince her otherwise. It’s the least I can do.”




The morning after, just as promised, Ohno’s mother called him at the peak of dawn.

“Did you meet someone?” was the first thing she said when he answered the phone. Annoyed, he confirmed that he did.

“How is she? When are you going to introduce her to the family?” His mother was at full speed. How was he going to tell her he fell for a man and not a nice girl?

“Satoshi, give me the phone.” Nino grumbled as he turned to face him. It was automatic the way their legs tangled together and Ohno brought an arm around the man’s waist.

Handing his cell over, Nino smirked as he put it to his ear, “Hello? Ohno-san?” Ohno could hear the confused mumblings of his mother. She must be rather shocked about the voice change – particularly since it was a man’s voice she undoubtedly was making out.

“My name’s Ninomiya Kazunari,” Nino paused and looked Ohno in the eye. “I’m your son’s new boyfriend.”

“WHAT?!”

Ohno groaned as he knew his mother would track him down for answers in an hour’s time.

Comments

[stormymood.livejournal.com]

A sparkling Spot for fazlyn_n

[fazlyn-n.livejournal.com]

HUGS!!!

I love it so much...Crack and Fluff are my two fav genre and you pulled this one beautifully!

I was grinning and chuckling to myself throughout the fic and I really adore your writing :) ... It's such a novel plot having speed dating as a premise to meet THE ONE...And I really love that you've throw Ohno's other characters in it. It was absolutely cracklicious~

Oh and I sure love that though Ohno was clueless, he was adventurous enough to try it out. Nino being in control was so much love and I really do adore his introduction speech~

BONUS: The smut was sizzling HOT!!!

The ending was hilarious of course!!!

Thanks so much for writing this wonderful piece, bringing laughter and happiness for all Ohmiya lovers!!!

Sending lots of love you way~

[ylunio.livejournal.com]

I've loved this!
It was hot and funny at the same time :)

[inachan89.livejournal.com]

OMG this is the best,too hot!!!!!
Thanks for this^^