Title: Spank 1 - 5
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Kitayama, Totsuka, Nikaido, Senga, Yokoo
Author's Notes: micchan made me write this, even though it doesn't fit the challenge.
Kitayama smiles as Totsuka's lips brush the tip of his nose ever so gently.
“If you say my nose is adorable...” Kitayama threatens, his smile widening when Totsuka laughs softly.
“Are you going to spank me? Like you spanked Nikaido?”
Kitayama opens his eyes to look at Totsuka. “Not quite.” He leans closer, whispers into Totsuka's ear. “With you, I'd use my bare hands.”
“Mh, but Hiromitsu,” Totsuka answers as he wraps his arms around Kitayama's neck, “what if I want to be spanked with a paddle?”
Hands on Totsuka's ass, Kitayama answers, “Bite my nose again and I might.”
By the time Kitayama wakes up, Nikaido is drawing the second-to-last stripe on his ass and Senga is nearly doubled over holding in the giggles.
Kitayama sits up and they bolt, slamming the door on their way out. Kitayama twists unsuccessfully and finally borrows one of Tamamori's pocket-mirrors to look at his ass – one ass-cheek has six stripes, the other has seven, not exactly rainbow pattern, since the colours follow kisumai order.
Laughing, Kitayama pulls his pants back up and stretches. Seems like it's time for leader to teach the brats a lesson they won't forget any time soon.
“Oh hey, Mitsu,” Nikaido babbles, backing up until his back hits the wall, “didn't see you there.”
“Sure you didn't.” Kitayama is quite enjoying himself, and that's even before he grabs Fujigaya's hairbrush from the table. When he slaps it against his hand, Nikaido's eyes widen and he blushes, clearly understanding where this is going.
”We can do this the easy way, or the hard way,” Kitayama continues. Nikaido licks his lips, fingers fluttering nervously. “Are you going to bend over and take your spanking like a man, Nika-chan?”
Nikaido bolts for the door but Kitayama is faster.
Nikaido yelps as the brush slaps against his naked ass. His current position over Kitayama's knees doesn't give him much room to wriggle away, not that it stops him from trying.
The brush smacks down again. “Stop moving,” Kitayama orders. He knows what Nikaido is trying to hide, but there's really no point – Nikaido's rock-hard erection digging into the side of his leg would have clued even the slowest, most oblivious junior in, and Kitayama is anything but.
With the next smack, a moan slips out, but Nikaido bites his tongue and stays silent for the next three slaps.
By the time Nikaido's ass-cheeks are both bright red, he has given up trying to hold his moans in, but he isn't quite ready to beg yet.
The brush smacks down onto Nikaido's sore, red ass and he moans loudly, which is the exact moment Yokoo walked in.
Yokoo raises an eyebrow at the display, closing the door behind him quickly.
Blushing bright red, Nikaido hides his face behind his hands.
After smacking the brush down on Nikaido's ass once more, Kitayama grins up at Yokoo. “I'm going to hunt Ken-chan down. Want to take over punishing this brat, Yokoo-san?”