Encore [Jrock, Satsuki/Ruki] Title: Encore Author:shimyaku Fandom: Jrock Pairing/characters: Satsuki/Ruki [Rentrer en Soi/The Gazette] Rating: PG Warnings: none really, insinuations? Word count: >270 Prompt: Ruki has amnesia -- does Satsuki try to help, or take shameless advantage of the situation? A/N: Ho-kay, spam time! Since I was out of range earlier in the month I have a few unposted drabbles at close hand. Here be the first... eek, Jrock fandom! Run!
Ruki awoke to the sound of light, even breathing. A somewhat unfamiliar sound, though not an entirely unwelcome one. It was more that it was simply... unexpected.
Rolling over gently he was met with the view of ruffled caramel-blonde hair, only slightly obscuring the soft, attractive features of the person it belonged to. This time, thankfully, a familiar sight; albeit not so much in this context.
"Satsuki," he whispered, gingerly nudging the sleeping body, "Satsuki, wake up."
With an almighty sigh, the vocalist stirred from his slumber, eyes cracking open just enough to note his current situation.
"Hey you~," he purred, reaching over to draw Ruki against him.
The blonde hastily swatted the searching hands away, "Hey, hey, wait on a minute. Since when did you get authorisation to put your hands there?"
Satsuki suddenly found himself very awake, rapidly sitting upright and looking down at the other vocalist. "You're kidding right?" Seeing Ruki's blank look the older man gave a heavy sigh. "You don't remember..."
"Well, no. I mean, all things considered, I've kind of made an informed guess," he indicated the bed and their apparent nakedness with his hands, "But other than that, no."
Again Satsuki sighed. "Oh well. That's that then." And without warning, the brunette was up on all fours, crawling atop the other vocalist with a determined intensity burning in his eyes.
"Whoa, what are you trying to do?!" Ruki attempted to push the other away once more, though this time it proved in vain.
"I'm refreshing your memory," Satsuki cooed as he slid his body down against the blonde's. "Not that you'd recall, but I did in fact, promise you an en-co-re."