Ship: Kinjou Shingo/Makishima Yuusuke Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal Major Tags: none Other Tags: nudity, disability (deaf character) Square: Skinny-dipping Word Count: 411
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The full moon reflected brightly off of the water as Makishima walked down the beach. The sand was soft underfoot, working its way up between his toes only to be washed away by the waves as they lapped up over his feet. The ocean breeze blew through his hair, briny and salt-tinged, warm, but not cloying and oppressive as it had been indoors.
He followed the curve of the beach until the light from the house was lost behind a sand dune, then set his towel down on dry sand above the water line. His skirt and T-shirt joined it before he walked back down the beach, going farther out into the ocean until the waves were dancing around his waist.
He arched back and let his hair fan out into the water behind him. He would probably regret it later, but it was worth it for the way the currents tugged on it lightly.
He let himself fall back into the water, a wave carrying him back toward the shore until he was floating in the shallow surf and looking up at the stars painting the sky overhead.
It was peaceful in the water, and he didn't have to do anything other than be and take in the sights and smells around him. He basked in it, until a shadow fell over him.
He looked back to Kinjou standing on the shore. Kinjou's hands moved, but between his angle and the dim light, he couldn't make out what Kinjou was saying.
Sighing, he pulled himself up out of the water and cocked his head to the side.
Do you mind if I join you? Kinjou repeated.
If it had been anyone else, Makishima would have protested, but Kinjou was different. Kinjou didn't feel the need for unnecessary conversation; he too was happy just to share in the moment, and so Makishima spread his arms to the water around him and invited Kinjou to shed his clothes as well and join him.
Decided it was too lively inside for you too? Makishima signed.
Kinjou's face creased in a wide smile as he laughed. I'd rather be with you.
Makishima looked away, glad for the relative darkness that hid the color he could feel rising on his cheeks.
A calloused hand under his chin turned his face back, and then he was kissing Kinjou, skin pressing against skin in the moonlight, and suddenly, the night was perfect.
FILL: Team Imaizumi Shunsuke/Kinjou Shingo, A3, T
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: nudity, disability (deaf character)
Square: Skinny-dipping
Word Count: 411
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The full moon reflected brightly off of the water as Makishima walked down the beach. The sand was soft underfoot, working its way up between his toes only to be washed away by the waves as they lapped up over his feet. The ocean breeze blew through his hair, briny and salt-tinged, warm, but not cloying and oppressive as it had been indoors.
He followed the curve of the beach until the light from the house was lost behind a sand dune, then set his towel down on dry sand above the water line. His skirt and T-shirt joined it before he walked back down the beach, going farther out into the ocean until the waves were dancing around his waist.
He arched back and let his hair fan out into the water behind him. He would probably regret it later, but it was worth it for the way the currents tugged on it lightly.
He let himself fall back into the water, a wave carrying him back toward the shore until he was floating in the shallow surf and looking up at the stars painting the sky overhead.
It was peaceful in the water, and he didn't have to do anything other than be and take in the sights and smells around him. He basked in it, until a shadow fell over him.
He looked back to Kinjou standing on the shore. Kinjou's hands moved, but between his angle and the dim light, he couldn't make out what Kinjou was saying.
Sighing, he pulled himself up out of the water and cocked his head to the side.
Do you mind if I join you? Kinjou repeated.
If it had been anyone else, Makishima would have protested, but Kinjou was different. Kinjou didn't feel the need for unnecessary conversation; he too was happy just to share in the moment, and so Makishima spread his arms to the water around him and invited Kinjou to shed his clothes as well and join him.
Decided it was too lively inside for you too? Makishima signed.
Kinjou's face creased in a wide smile as he laughed. I'd rather be with you.
Makishima looked away, glad for the relative darkness that hid the color he could feel rising on his cheeks.
A calloused hand under his chin turned his face back, and then he was kissing Kinjou, skin pressing against skin in the moonlight, and suddenly, the night was perfect.