Typical

Rating: R
Category: AU
Pairing(s): Skwisgaar/Toki
Warnings: None
Summary: Toki makes an observation on his relationship with Skwisgaar.
Notes: I found this plotbunny in the tarantula tank.

Nathan’s head shot up as the door to the breakfast room opened, and Toki walked in. He was moving a little slowly, and he seemed stiff and rather subdued. He paused as he noticed Nathan, Pickles and Murderface all staring at him, and at first he seemed puzzled. Then the single watt bulb went on over his head.

“Who tolds?” he asked.

“No one,” said Pickles. “But one of the roadies noticed you weren’t in your bed last night so we went to the monitoring station and y’know started looking for you.”

“Greats.” Toki went slowly to his usual seat, moving like he had just been in the biggest fight of his life. He sat down, wincing. “Losings my virginity was spectators sport.”

“Hey we didn’t watch!” said Nathan.

Toki gave him a jaded look that implied he did not especially believe him.

“Okay we watched a little, but just enough to make sure you were okay.”

“I didn’t,” said Murderface. “I watched because I knew it would piss you off.”

“I watched to see Skwisgaar’s dick,” said Pickles.

“Okay,” Nathan amended. “I watched to make sure you were okay, Pickles watched to see how big Skwisgaar’s boner was, and… Murderface watched because he’s a dick. But none of us watched that long.”

Toki sighed quietly, then reached painfully for the coffee.

“Wow. He really worked you over,” said Nathan.

“He’s big guy.”

“I’ll say,” said Pickles.

“Well don’t be lookings at dat no more. Is belongings to Toki now.”

They began eating breakfast, Toki musing on the previous night’s events. Toki wasn’t Skwisgaar’s first male virgin, though he had admitted Toki was by far the most virginal virgin he had ever been with. What Toki knew about sex was considerably less than the average eight-year-old, and his personal experience was limited to a few tentative above-the-clothes touches. He hadn’t known about sex, he hadn’t especially wanted to know. Not even the most brazen groupies managed to get anywhere near him.

Well one had, but she’d left in a hurry when Toki began screaming for the roadies.

No one had been more surprised than Skwisgaar when Toki finally managed last night to make it clear in a rather timid and round-about way just what he was waiting for… and who. Their friendship had always been intense and passionate; they loved and hated each other in the same breath. They fed on their competition and each other’s insecurities like turkey vultures on a corpse, but there was more love than hate, and there was one other small detail that made Toki’s choice not terribly surprising to the other three members of the band. Skwisgaar loved Toki, endlessly and unconditionally, and Toki knew it. The fights and battles and bloodshed aside, Toki knew that when all else was said and done, Skwisgaar was his. He didn’t have to worry about being tossed aside for another; he knew he never would be.

“So how was it?” asked Murderface.

“Dood that’s not cool, don’t ask that,” said Pickles.

“Oh, like you don’t want to know,” said Murderface.

“No, actually, I really don’t.”

There was a long pause.

“Well I do,” admitted Nathan. “So… how was it?”

Toki stirred cream into his coffee, smiling, thinking back on the previous night’s events. He thought about lying on his face, Skwisgaar’s large body on top of his, wanting to stop but... at the same time not. He had been terribly frightened and not really enjoying having the massive dick moving inside him. But... it was Skwisgaar, and somehow that made it okay. Somehow that made the pain and fear not so bad. And Skwisgaar was definitely enjoying it, even if Toki wasn’t.

Kinda typical, really, Skwisgaar enjoying him being in pain...

Toki smiled despite himself, far away in his own thoughts. Skwisgaar did say his first time probably wouldn't be that great. Maybe it got better over time? Toki remembered once listening to Nathan having Skwisgaar; certainly that had not been the sound of a man in distress.

Toki suddenly snorted in amusement. He tried to hold it back, but was unable to; it was just too fucking funny, and suddenly he realized everything about giving Skwisgaar his virginity epitomized their relationship.

“Was typical,” he said, giggling quietly.

“Typical?” asked Nathan.

“Ja, typical. He was on my back ridings my ass ands being a pain.”