A Fangirl's Fanservice

Disclaimer: I do not own the Vocaloids, Voyakiloids, or any UTAUloids in this story. I only own the idea of Dell being the seme in the relationship with Len who's the uke. I do not make money whatsoever doing this; I only do this for the passion and fun of writing.

There are some girls of the group who like yaoi. Oh, you should see just about all the weird pairings fans could think of when it comes to listening to their songs. There was one such song that was made by a fan which paired Len and Dell in a Magnet setting. So, it was known by Len first of all, and Rin was giggling about it when she discovered this as well. Dell... well... Dell nearly had a heart attack when he found out through his sister Haku (when she was in a sense of soberness). However... certain fans (and family-like members) never knew the sad truth...

"Dell-kun," Len whispered, feeling the nips along his collarbone, hands gripping him tightly in a possessive manner.

The white-haired older teen shifted his red eyes up into the blue eyes of his younger lover.

"What's the matter, Len? Hm?"

"W-we can't be t-too loud... those fangirls seem to have technology to detect yaoi," Len said with a red face. He closed his eyes, as his shirt was unbuttoned and Dell, exposing his left shoulder, moved to kiss it. Len practically groaned as Dell sucked on that patch of his skin.

"So?"

He moved down on Len's body, taking his sweet time licking the young teenager's left nipple.

"Dell," he moaned.

Len opened his eyes, and gazed down at Dell who was undoing his belt, and then the sound of the zipper sounds out. Dell practically grinned, feeling Len's arousal as he attempts to free it.

"Dell... ahh..."

The older teen continued to smile.

"You're always such a cutie, acting that way... like a blushing virgin, Len."

He then moved away, and maneuvered himself to power him down against the large bed. Len was clinging to his half-opened shirt, as the smaller teen ripped it open so he can feel the hard abs of the white-haired Voyakiloid.

"You're such an uke, Len," he says.

"Stop teasing me," Len whispers, cheeks still heated a red hue.

The older teen moved closer to Len's face. Eyes close as Len opened his mouth as Dell kissed him roughly, his tongue slithering between them. Len bucked and moaned into the older teen's mouth, pressing his crotch against Dell's. Len was horny, and he desired Dell. And Dell would soon give Len what he practically begged for, all the while keeping their noises down enough to not attract any unwanted attention...

Too bad one fan somehow found out, and girls around the world drooled and squealed in orgasmic delight.

Well... it's short, but it deserved its own story outside MASTER's Folder. It had a little bit of plot... but... whatever. Who likes a little pointless lime? :D