About What to do on a Friday Night

by Misa Izanaki
20 pages / 3800 words
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In order to distract Itsuki, Aoi coaxes his lover into a game of strip scrabble. Itsuki doesn’t think that words are fun or sexy but Aoi thinks differently. There are certain words that turn Aoi on, especially in Itsuki’s super sexy voice. The only trick is getting is lover to say them.

Originally in Torquere Press' Toy Box: Words.

Sample

Aoi blew a bit of hair out of his eyes and scanned the top shelf of the closet. He caught a glimpse of something vaguely box shaped that was wrapped in that dark, metallic wrapping paper that his foxy man was fond of using. It was half hidden under another box and the Scrabble game his friend Dante had given him as a gag gift one year. That had to be it. Unless Itsuki was squirreling away Christmas presents a little earlier than usual.

“Stupid, tall fox...” Aoi pushed himself onto the balls of his feet and reached for the box. It was just out of reach which was probably what Itsuki had wanted.  “Okay, new plan.”

There was another box on the closet floor, probably full of manga by the size and shape of it. Aoi was sure that it would hold his weight. Okay, pretty sure. He tested it with his foot before climbing up. Aoi wanted to peek at his birthday present, but he didn’t want to break anything while doing it. The box was a little wobbly but it held and put Aoi at the perfect peeking height.

“Aoi!” Itsuki called from the living room. “Sorry I disappeared on you love, but Kale wanted to have a meeting with his bouncers an--” Itsuki peered into the hall, his foxy ears twitching in curiosity. “What are you doing?”

“Um... I felt like playing Scrabble.” Aoi grabbed the game on top of his present and held it out in front of him. Oh, boy, he was in trouble now.

“Right.” Itsuki didn’t look convinced at all. “You were trying to peek at your birthday present, weren’t you?”

“I wouldn’t do that.”

“You don’t play Scrabble either.” Itsuki folded those muscled arms over his broad chest. Nope, he wasn’t buying it, not one bit.

“No, but I was thinking that a little strip Scrabble might be fun.” Aoi slipped his free arm around Itsuki’s neck and rubbed against those sexy muscles.