...Introductions are always hard and I always suck at it. Anyways, welcome to the fanfic archive (of sorts...) *throws confetti* =) I'm attempting to hit two birds with one stone by getting familiar with Vox and migrating the stuff I wrote in an attempt to make it more organized... because I'm too lazy to sort things out on my lj...Speaking of which, if you're interested in that, you may find me by the user name cherry_armrest. I write Arashi fics and so far, only Arashi fics because I haven't really felt the need (more like, I don't really have the time) to move on to a different boyband or entertain more than one sparkly, pretty-boy group at a time. =P work gets in the way, and there's also the PSP, the jdorama, the anime and all the books to keep me occupied...
There aren't a lot since I only started to write last July, although I did get into the fandom sometime last year...
Anyways, the fics range from a harmless G, to something R-rated and will be tagged accordingly. In case you're not familiar with jpop-boyband- inspired fanfics, let me warn you beforehand that in general, most of them tend to lean towards homoeroticism/boylove/yaoi/ slash (you get the idea...) although there are also a number of G rated fics.
So, with that out of the way, I'll slowly be constructing this site.
^_^
Here are the categories I have so far:
Here's the only story that I have so far. It'll hopefully grow in time... woohoo! a new one today!
1. Caught on Tape
2. The Sunflower: A fairytale
3. Blue Bell- (Sakumoto)
4. Subject: Jun Matsumoto (Aiba/Jun, R)
As the title says...
I've only completed one so far... Anyhoo, here they are:
Standing Still- (SakurAiba, G-R)
The Dolls (Completed! AU, mostly g-rated; ohmiya, sakuraiba , +OC)
- Smitten
- The Dolls- 1
- The Dolls: Trickles
- The Dolls: Tremors
- Siblings
- Ordinary
- Nostalgia
- Into the Rabbit Hole
- Beginnings- Part 1: Aiba
- Beginnings-Part 2: An important day
- Beginnings-Part 3: Movement
- Beginnings-Part 4: Premonitions
- Yuki's Diary
- The Other Side
- Flashback
- Omens
- Faith
- The End
- Transitions
- Intersections
- The Burden of Memory
- A Reunion
- A Reunion: Part 2
- A Reunion: Part 3
- Coming Full Circle
Here are the few that I have (I only started writing last July, so bear with me... hehehe)
***Notes: Jun is channeling Momo, apologies if he seems out of character.
Someone once said that pets owned their humans, and it was hardly the other way around... At 2 in the afternoon, in the middle of his bedroom (which had been converted into a mini-office,) Sho saw the error of his ways and was really starting to wish he paid heed to the wisdom of those words.
This had been a bad idea... a very bad idea....
Life had been hectic for the 27 going on 50 idol/rapper/newscaster and resident mother hen of Arashi, Sho Sakurai. Between dance rehearsals, photo shoots, taping and working for his section on News Zero, Sho hardly had any time for his 'pet,' and said pet was starting to get very, very sulky; following him around with a permanent pout on his face and generally being very grouchy to anyone who even tried to touch him, except perhaps his babysitter, Aiba.
Why did he listen to Masaki again?
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"Sho... Jun and I miss you very much. You've been very busy lately and Jun feels like you've been ignoring him." Masaki pleaded, armed with a huge pout and puppy dog eyes while he petted Jun, who sat on his lap with the same puppy-eyes on his face, looking very much like an abandoned pet.
"But I... it's only a few more days" Sho managed to squeak, his resolve slowly crumbling as Masaki slipped a hand inside Jun's shirt and began running his hands across the soft skin covering chiseled abs.
"It's already been 2 months, Sho... How about we just stay in your room while you work? Please?" Jun replied, his breath hitching as Masaki's hands moved up to squeeze a nipple, Jun's shirt lifting to show a bit of skin. "We won't even make a noise," Jun pleaded, cheeks flushed as Masaki's hands moved down to disappear under the waistband of his pants.
"But..."
"Please, Sho..." Jun begged, looking at Sho through half-lidded eyes as he squirmed against Masaki's hands
"Jun..."
"I promise to behave." Jun jumped off of Masaki's lap, and trotted over to his bag, retrieving a small box wrapped tastefully in navy blue craft paper and topped off with a white satin ribbon. Jun handed the box over to Sho who took it in his hands; slightly unsure of just what he was about to get into...
"Jun, you didn't have to..." a soft smile played on Sho's lips as he ran a finger down Jun's cheek.
"Open it"
Sho's fingers carefully unwrapped the present, untying the satin ribbon and gently peeling off the craft paper to reveal a black velvet box.
Jun watched Sho's face as he carefully lifted the lid, biting his lower lip in anticipation.
"Jun... what...?"
"You can use it on me..." Jun spoke softly in lilting tones, his warm breath grazing Sho's ear.
"If you think I'm being a bad puppy..." a wet tongue traced the outer shell of his ear, lips moving down to nip at his neck.
"We'll be there tomorrow, okay Sho?" Another voice whispered in his ear, as moments later he felt a hand snaking down his pants and rubbing lightly at his crotch
How had Aiba gotten there so fast...?
"Aiba-chan..." Sho moaned
"I'll take that as a yes." Jun slipped a tongue inside Sho's parted lips placing a deep, wet kiss that lasted for a minute or two before he pulled away.
Sho could only watch as the two younger idols walked out of the green room, leaving Sho gasping for air. Sho looked down once more at Jun's 'present.' Jun was probably pissed that Sho had been spending less time with them...
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Jun crawled towards Sho clad in nothing but the purple suede collar clasped around his neck and knelt between his slightly parted legs, placing a soft kiss on his knee. Sho tried not to react as the kisses grew more insistent and gradually moved up his inner thigh, lingering dangerously close to his crotch.
Oh Shit, Sho thought; feeling his temperature rise and misspelling several words as Jun nibbled lightly on his thighs through the soft fabric of his pajamas.
From across the room Aiba idly paced and rummaged through Sho's drawers. "Ah! So here's where you keep his toys!" Aiba exclaimed.
"Jun!" Sho exclaimed "Please, I-- mmm..."
"Is Sho-sama not pleased?" Jun replied, nuzzling his head between Sho's legs, nibbling lightly at the bulge through the cotton fabric.
"Jun..." Sho gasped, moving the table to look down at Jun "You said you'd behave!"
"But I'm bored..." Jun's fingers hooked themselves on the elastic waistband of Sho's pajamas and pulled them down "And I'm hungry too..." Jun looked up, a petulant expression on his face as the tip of his tongue made contact with the head of Sho's cock.
"Shit, Jun!" Sho's hips jerked, his hands tugging at the curls of Jun's hair. Sho rummaged through his drawers and grabbed the leash, hurriedly attaching it to Jun's collar.
"But I only wanted to play..." Jun pouted as Sho tugged on his leash, forcing Jun to stand
"Bend over" Sho commanded, pushing Jun down to lean on the table; the creamy skin of his ass displayed in full view for Sho to see.
"You've been a very bad puppy" Sho spoke in a low voice, rough hands firmly gripping Jun's thighs and pulling them wider apart, "Do you really want to make me angry?" Sho whispered, grasping Jun's length from behind, his thumb grazing over the slit as Jun's legs quivered.
"N-no..." Jun keened as he tried not to grind against the rough hand.
"Good..." Sho bent down, the tip of his tongue swirling lightly against Jun's opening, "Be a good puppy and play with Aiba..."
"But..."
"Masaki..." Sho handed the leash over to Aiba, who gently tugged Jun to sit with him on the couch.
"Sho doesn't love me anymore" Jun pouted, sticking his tongue out at Sho as he sat on Aiba's lap.
"Ne, Sho, are you sure you don't want to play?" Aiba smirked, "You'll be missing out on the fun"
"It's okay, I think I'd like to watch" Sho replied, sitting on his desk and abandoning his plans of getting any work done for the day. There was still tomorrow, after all.
"Have it your way... Ne, Jun, would you like to play?" Aiba smiled suggestively at Jun, the taller idol placing a soft kiss on each knuckle as Jun returned the look, licking his lips. "Yes, Aiba chan"
"We haven't used these in a while, have we, Jun?" Aiba replied, brandishing a set of vibrating anal beads. Jun swallowed audibly as he eyed the innocent looking toy in Aiba's hands.
"No... we haven't" Jun replied breathlessly, his face growing warmer at the previous memory of using the toy.
"You miss it, don't you, Jun?"
"Um..."
"Down on all fours, puppy"
Jun immediately obeyed, getting down on his hands and knees, his butt facing Aiba while the older man coated his fingers with lube.
"Easy now..." Aiba spoke in soothing tones as a finger gently coaxed its way into Jun's tight opening, flexing a knuckle while Jun tried to steady his breathing. Aiba inserted another, flexing and scissoring inside until Jun relaxed and unconsciously began moving against the digits; the sudden quiet of the room punctuated by Jun's hushed mewling.
"Here we go..."
Aiba pushed in a rubbery bead, shortly followed by two more and turned the knob at the base causing the small toy to move in small jerks inside Jun's ass.
"Mmm... Masaki..." Jun rasped, fingers curling against the carpet as his back arched, his knees nearly giving way.
"Is it good, puppy?" Aiba murmured, his own face flushed; his cock painfully erect under his jeans as he watched Jun struggle to keep still.
"Uhnn..." Jun moaned
"Puppy, come here..." Sho spoke in a gruff voice
Jun attempted to stand, the beads still vibrating gently inside him making his legs shaky. He then held on to Aiba's knees, and tried to push himself up
"Aww... puppy can't stand. Do you need help?" Aiba offered, pulling Jun up with him.
"Oh... oh g-god, fuck..." Jun held on tightly to Aiba; beads of sweat trailing down his back, his cock impossibly hard as he finally managed to stand, moaning and panting as the toy was squeezed tighter inside of him.
"Can you walk, Jun-chan?" Aiba whispered, his hand sneaking down to push another bead inside.
"Masaki!" Jun wailed, "Please, oh.. mmm..."
"We can crawl on over to Sho, if you can't walk..." Aiba suggested; Jun immediately going down on all fours with Aiba holding his leash as he slowly padded his way towards Sho, sitting expectantly on his chair, stroking his own aching cock.
"Do you promise to be a good puppy from now on?" Sho asked, Jun crawling towards Sho once more, placing his chin on Sho's knee.
"Yes, daddy" Jun replied, placing gentle kisses along Sho's inner thigh
"That's a good puppy" Sho replied, running his fingers through Jun's curls.
"Sho-chan...May I...?" Jun rasped between gasps of air.
"Go ahead" Sho replied, shivering as Jun took his whole length in, moaning as Aiba inserted yet another bead.
"Jun... Junoh god..." Sho panted, Jun making slurping noises as he continued to suck hungrily
Aiba sneaked up behind Jun and gently pulled the beads out, replacing it with his own throbbing member. Jun moaned as he felt Aiba's girth stretch his walls further. Moments later, Aiba moved, his hips slamming into Jun's tight heat as he continued to suck on Sho's length, his breathing becoming more labored as Aiba reached under him and started to pump Jun's cock. The three of them built a steady rhythm, with Sho slamming into Jun's mouth and Aiba grinding into his ass, pumping Jun's cock in jerky motions; their movements becoming more and more frenzied. Jun suddenly pulled away, releasing Sho's cock with an audible pop as Aiba came inside him, his own climax following shortly after. Breathlessly, Jun took Sho's cock in his hands, with Sho coming all over his face after a few more strokes. Jun collapsed into Aiba, his head falling gently onto his chest, exhaustion taking over as he tried to steady his breathing while Sho leaned over Jun to gently wipe the mess away from his face with a wet towel.
Aiba sat on the floor, cuddling Jun to his chest as he tried to catch his breath.
"That was... intense." said Aiba, combing his hands through Jun's sweaty locks, the younger man passing out from exhaustion.
"Yeah..."
"Don't be away too long, Sho, he gets really upset, and I get kind of sad too." Aiba tightened his hold on Jun, kissing his forehead.
"I know... I'm really, really sorry, and I'm glad you insisted on coming over" Sho gently smiled at Jun's sleeping form, scooping him up and laying him down on his bed.
"Thank you, Masaki." Said Sho, taking his place beside Jun, while Aiba made himself comfortable on the other side.
"This was all Jun's idea. He can be pretty demanding you know" Aiba spoke in hushed tones, careful not to wake the younger man.
"I know" Sho smiled, unchaining the leash from Jun's collar
"It took us three hours to buy that thing. He said he wants elegance or something... It looks cute on him though"
"It does, doesn't it?" Sho replied, yawning one last time before sleep took them over.
END
***PS. Nic! This was only supposed to be a drabble O_O it... grew... ;__;
Edit:
Because I almost forgot...
and the leash:
LOL. is it intervention time yet? XDDD
PS. If you want OhMiya puppies, go here
Hello... I kinda made the whole thing into a oneshot. ^^() So I changed bits from the first part to maybe make it flow a little better... Anyways
uh. Het porn. (semi-het because Jun has boobies?) hahaha
Three weeks have passed since Jun awoke in terror; screaming, crying and even fainting several times, to find that his body had morphed without his permission. Today, Jun admitted defeat, and finally decided to come to grips with the fact that no amount of bitching, crying, or moping would ever change him back. He at least, wanted to make some peace with himself and try to go back to enjoying the things he once did.
It had been too long since Jun last saw his reflection in a mirror; too long since he last groomed himself properly-- brushed his hair, plucked his brows, or changed his clothes; things which most people would consider "girly," or "effeminate," for a man who was admittedly, a bit vain and simply too obsessed with perfection. After taking a long, hot bath to soothe his frayed nerves, Jun toweled his hair dry and covered himself with a fluffy white robe. Jun padded towards his bedroom where an ornate, full length mirror stood in one corner, not too far from his vanity table and right in front of his closet, facing his bed. Taking a deep breath, Jun stood in front of the mirror and loosened the strings of his robe, letting it slip off of his small, rounded shoulders, falling soundlessly onto the floor. Jun paused to look at his naked form reflected in the mirror, with its pale skin, its delicate arms and its shapely legs. Jun still felt like he was in a body that wasn't his, but admits that this was somehow suited to him... had he been a girl.
Entranced, Jun began to study himself. One delicate hand went up to caress the bare skin of his collar bone, reveling in its softness as it trailed down to a pair of ample breasts; not too big, but rounded and pert, milky white and soft with their pinkish nipples standing erect as it was exposed to the cold air of his room. Curious, Jun gave his nipples an experimental squeeze and uttered a surprised gasp, the sensations sending butterflies reeling in his stomach and shooting a pleasant sensation between his legs. Flushed, Jun paused in his experimentations and took a few breaths, his heart beating faster as he sat on his bed, naked skin making contact with its white satin sheets. For the first time in a long while, Jun felt an odd exhilaration course through his veins. With his heart beating faster, Jun continued to explore. His hands traveled further down to touch the warm skin that covered rock hard abs, his breath hitching as it reached the curious mound between his legs. Jun paused once more as he looked at himself in the mirror: his unkempt hair, still damp and clinging in tendrils to his small face. With his face flushed and his nipples erect and pointing upwards, Jun felt himself getting wet at the thought of what he was about to do next...
With his eyes never leaving the mirror, Jun spread his legs, a bit hesitantly at first; His hands choosing to linger and stroke his inner thighs before mustering enough courage to move up. His fingers tentatively lingered on the delicate folds, rubbing them softly before opening it and slipping an experimental finger to stroke and explore its slippery walls. Unconsciously, Jun whimpered as he touched a certain spot. His hips jutted out in one spastic movement as his toes curled up and his legs instinctively closed in on his hand. Panting, Jun removed his hand from between his legs and made himself more comfortable as he laid himself down on the bed, one hand softly squeezing his breasts while another went down once more to touch himself as he spread his legs wider, allowing his fingers more access as he started to feverishly rub that spot, making him keen and moan as he ground his hips up to his hands...
Jun, too absorbed and oblivious to anything happening around him, was unaware of someone knocking on his front door. Deciding that Jun needed some cheering up, Aiba decided to drop by for a visit. After a few minutes of knocking, and some more minutes of waiting, Aiba decided to use the spare keys. As he entered the house, a faint voice could be heard from across the living room. Worried that something had happened to Jun, Aiba quickly rushed to his room, and was about to barge in, only to pause as he heard Jun's voice, keening and moaning as he usually did in the throes of pleasure. Aiba quietly opened the door to peek, and held his breath at the sight that awaited him. Jun was covered in sweat, legs spread wantonly as he ground his hips to the frenzied movements of his fingers, while the other hand squeezed his soft, round breasts. Jun arched his back, squeezing his hands between his legs as he screamed his orgasm and came all over his fingers. Aiba released the breath he didn't know he'd been holding while Jun settled down onto the mattress, his white satin sheets now stained with some sticky fluid that dribbled down his thighs. Jun turned his head a few moments later and found Aiba standing at the door with his mouth agape and his eyes glazed over with lust. Jun sat up, unashamed of his nakedness and looked at Aiba with the same hunger in his eyes.
Aiba took quick, determined steps toward Jun and captured his mouth in a deep kiss, pliant lips parting readily to let the warm tongue slip inside and explore its hidden corners. Through his cotton shirt, Aiba could feel the soft press of Jun's breasts, the pebbled nipples poking teasingly through the thin fabric as Jun closed the distance between their bodies. Aiba's arm instinctively wrapped around the small waist, hands trailing down to squeeze the bare skin of his ass, earning him a surprised whimper while Aiba continued his gentle assault on Jun's mouth.
After what seemed like hours, the pair pulled away to catch their breaths, flushed and covered with a light sheen of sweat. Jun knelt from his perch on the bed, the lust in his eyes mirroring Aiba's own. His hands rested on Aiba's shoulders, the taller idol standing with one leg supported by the bed, the other holding his weight on the floor. Aiba swept calloused finger pads up and down Jun's spine, marveling at the unusual softness of his skin, and causing the youngest to shudder at the touch. He had long forgotten what a woman felt like beneath his fingers, and now that he had Jun, with this body under him, He was reminded, all at once, of the distinct softness that he'd since come to associate with girls.
"Masaki..." Jun uttered between harsh gasps while Aiba continued to caress the creamy skin, fingers tracing small circles at the base of his spine.
"And here I thought you needed cheering up..." Aiba smiled, his kind, playful eyes looking into Jun's "Were you planning on having fun without me?" he whispered, gently pushing Jun to lie down on the bed. He placed a kiss on Jun's forehead, taking his time and moving, ever so slowly, downwards, kissing each eyelid that fluttered shut as it made contact with his lips. Aiba landed a soft peck on Jun's nose and leaned down once again to purse his lips with Jun's while his shaky hands scrambled desperately to remove Aiba's shirt.
Jun's heart thundered in his chest, overwhelmed by myriad sensations while Aiba continued his slow descent, nipping at the exposed neck; landing featherlight kisses on Jun's collarbone. The taller man briefly paused to remove his shirt and flung it to one side of the room where it landed on the small chair in front of Jun's vanity table. Before Jun had any time to think, Aiba's mouth resumed its slow, sensual trek down his body, full lips latching on to an exposed teat, while the other hand busied itself by gently rolling a hardened nipple between his fingers.
"Masaki..." Jun rasped, his arms wrapping around Aiba as he bit back a moan and arched into Aiba's denim-clad erection, while the other continued to suckle and squeeze.
"Pants...off"
"Later" Aiba whispered, his warm mouth leaving Jun's breast as he trailed wet kisses down Jun's stomach leaving little bite marks across the creamy skin that shivered underneath his mouth.
"Fuck..." Jun whimpered, fingers curling into Aiba's hair.
Aiba paused, lifting his head to see Jun, looking down flushed and panting, "Does it feel good?"
"Mm..." Jun managed to utter between breaths of air, his legs unconsciously spreading to accommodate Aiba.
Aiba smiled moving further downwards
"Jun's skin is much softer now..." Aiba's tongue traced wet circles around Jun's navel.
"A-aah... stop that..." Jun hissed
"I wonder how you taste?" Aiba paused, looking up to see a breathless Jun staring down at him. With a smirk, Aiba placed both of Jun's legs over his shoulders, his face mere centimeters away from Jun's wet pussy.
"Jun smells nice..." Aiba grinned, flicking the tip of his tongue to lick experimentally at the wet slit.
"Masaki...what the f-- Aah!-" Jun's hips snapped involuntarily, feeling the warmth spreading all over his face at the lewd remark.
"Itadakimasu..." Aiba grinned before placing a soft kiss on Jun's nether lips. Jun’s body jerked, as he tried to avoid the hot mouth pressed between his legs.
Aiba slipped a tongue between the warm, wet folds and lapped greedily at Jun's juices; holding his legs in place while the other writhed helplessly above him; each sweep of Aiba's tongue drawing out a guttural moan from the younger idol whose hands instinctively went up to his chest to squeeze his breasts.
“Masaki…Ah… I’m going to…mmm…” Jun whined, feeling his orgasm approach for the second time.
“Come, baby…” Aiba pressed his face closer, his tongue working harder as Jun’s legs stiffened; toes curling as he exploded all over Aiba’s face; shaking like a leaf as he came.
Aiba removed himself from between Jun’s legs and crawled over to lie down beside him while Jun caught his breath. As he turned to his side, Aiba noticed their reflection on the full length mirror that stood directly across the bed.
“Jun…look”
“Wh-what is it?” Jun replied, still panting, as Aiba slid lanky arms underneath Jun’s slender frame and pulled him in for an embrace.
“We’re beautiful.” Aiba remarked simply, kissing Jun’s nape.
Jun turned, studying their reflections on the mirror; the soft, undulating curves of his naked body, spooned against Aiba’s tall, angular form.
“Do you like me better like this?” Jun asked, his eyes looking away from the mirror and staring at the bed while his delicate hands played with the light, downy hair on Aiba’s forearms.
“…I like you. I don’t think it matters if you’re a boy or a girl. I love you all the same.”
Aiba replied, after a few moments of contemplation.
“…Masaki”
“Yes?”
“You’re still hard.”
“Oh, I am, aren’t I?” Aiba giggled, pulling Jun closer to him.
“Masaki…”
“Hmm?”
“Don’t you want to…?”
“You mean, you want to..?”
“Um…” Jun blushed, a small smile tugging at the edge of his lips.
“Are you sure? It might hurt…a lot… You’re still… you know…”
Jun pulled away from Aiba and straddled the older man. Jun sat on his knees and undid the buttons of his pants, slipping it off the slender hips, and freeing Aiba’s cock from its restraints. Jun wrapped his hands snugly around the neglected member and began moving in long, slow strokes, thumb brushing lightly against the slit, wiping the precum gathered at the tip. Jun’s tongue darted out to lick his lips as he continued to pump Aiba at a leisurely pace.
“Jun…Ohh” Aiba lost himself while Jun continued his ministrations, vaguely aware that Jun was poised to slip Aiba’s stiff member inside him.
“Jun, wait! No, not yet!” Aiba suddenly sat up and held Jun by the hips just as he was about to sit on Aiba.
Jun glared; annoyed that he was denied his pleasure.
“Slowly, okay… slowly. It might hurt,” said Aiba as he gently guided Jun down his cock, “just tell me if it hurts, we can stop if you want.”
Jun hissed; shivering as Aiba’s cock breached the walls of his virgin entrance. He lost a little blood as he took Aiba, inch by excruciating inch until he was fully inside. As he stilled to catch his breath, Jun idly wondered if sex had always been this painful for women.
“Are you okay?” Aiba rasped, repressing the urge to slam into Jun’s tight heat; his hands moving up to massage Jun’s breasts as he leaned in for a kiss, trying to distract Jun from the pain.
After a few moments, Jun broke away and tentatively began to lift himself off of Aiba.
“Fuck!” Jun whimpered, his hips slamming down; head thrown back while his legs tightened around Aiba’s torso.
“Ahh… Jun!” Aiba’s hips snapped up, thrusting into Jun and nearly losing control. Aiba did his best to restrain himself, letting the younger one dictate their pace.
After a few more experimental movements, Jun quickly built up a frenzied pace. Aiba lost his control, slamming roughly into Jun, spilling his seed inside, while Jun achieved his third orgasm for the day.
Jun slowly lifted himself off of Aiba, his shaky legs barely supporting him as he collapsed on the bed, snuggling into Aiba's arms. The lovers caught their breaths, lying quietly beside each other unmindful of the sticky mess on the sheets and all over their legs.
Just before sleep took over, Jun turned to Aiba, leaning his head against the older man's chest...
"I still wish I was back to my old body, you know? But I could get used to this multiple orgasm thing..."
"Well, I guess that's one of the perks about being a girl."
"Masaki..."
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
"I love you too, Jun." Aiba replied, yawning widely as he embraced Jun and fell asleep.
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okay... that was kinda hard XD hahaha. And it's 4 AM now.
Because I couldn't leave Sho hanging... *This is in response to
Sho's fingers clench tightly around the sheets as Jun continued his slow, sweet torture-- fingers scissoring gently in and out, adding a third finger, rubbing against his prostate, and bringing the older man closer to the edge only to withdraw just as Sho approached climax. Sho was a beautiful mess; the rubber ring wrapped snugly around his balls, long legs clad in black silk stockings spread wantonly across the bed and hips moving helplessly to the rhythm of Jun's fingers. Beads of sweat trail down the furrowed brow to soak the disheveled mop of hair, fanned around the angular face. Sho's eyes fluttered shut, his swollen lips parting to form a small "O" as he moaned and sobbed, alternately cursing Jun's name and begging him for release.
"Just say it baby..." Jun whispered soothingly, withdrawing his fingers, and pulling the silken skirts up, all the way to expose Sho's weeping erection.
"Mmm... " Sho whined frustratedly, his hands unconsciously scrambling to soothe his aching cock.
"That's not part of the game, baby..." Jun teased, catching Sho's hands and placing them over his head while Sho thrashed madly underneath. "If you're not going to play, I'll have to force you ..." Jun murmured huskily, reaching over to retrieve a pair of leather straps.
"No! Jun please..."
"Say it..."
Sho just shook his head as his wrists were bound tightly, his palms facing each other, making it difficult for him to grasp anything if he wanted to.
"You know what?" Jun leaned in to whisper gently in Sho's ear, "I think you actually enjoy this, ne, Sho~chan... You're so fucking beautiful like this." Jun grinned as he nibbled on Sho's lower lip.
After few more seconds of rustling about in his bedside table, Jun retrieved something white and rubbery. Sho's eyes widened as he shook his head more violently.
"Aiba can't play with us today, but he gave us a toy." Jun's voice lilted as he sat between Sho's legs and began inserting the plug, the toy sliding in to fit snugly into Sho's well-lubed entrance. Once the toy was buried to the hilt, Jun retrieved a small remote and pressed a button causing the plug to vibrate gently within Sho's ass.
Sho trembled, legs scrambling every which way, his back arching as the toy moved. Jun stripped his clothes and knelt in front of Sho, rubbing his own aching cock while he watched as Sho lost himself to the mindless pleasure provided by the plug. Jun pressed another button, causing the small toy to vibrate faster as Sho moaned and whimpered loudly unaware of everything else but the heat and the delicious friction moving him from inside...
"Come, Sho..." Jun rasped, spilling his seed all over Sho's legs as Sho gave one last jerk and spilled all over himself...
*****
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The rainbow-colored fishies gently floated past Ohno's head as he sat with a big contented smile on his face, lost in his little sea of candy-colored bliss. Aiba plopped down beside the older man, pointing at neon green fish and giggling loudly as it swam between Sho's ears and left trails of pink and purple bubbles as it made its way towards Nino where it apparently laid eggs on a neon yellow coral reef that was sitting atop the younger man's head.
"That fish pooped PINK bubbles in Sho's ears!" Aiba giggled loudly, pointing at Sho who was currently pacing the room, mumbling to himself while his hands flailed wildly about.
Nobody quite understood what he was mumbling about, and frankly nobody really cared. From what Aiba could make out, Sho was whining about how he graduated from Keio, dammit! and why were Jun's pants so hard to put on?!
"Those briefs! Those stupid briefs get in the way. You shouldn't wear any underwear!" Sho suddenly shouted, pointing at Jun
"But you bought me my Yatterman undies Shoooo-chan!" Jun giggled like a girl and flung himself at Sho.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE PRINCESS IS IN ANOTHER CASTLE?" Nino suddenly yelled. He had been running circles around Sho's small room, jumping up and down the bed, crawling under tables as though it was an obstacle course.
"MUSHROOOM!" Nino's hands latched on to red pillow that he promptly put into his mouth and nibbled on. After a few seconds, Nino threw the pillow away and resumed his quest of finding the princess, oblivious of anything else that was happening around him.
"I LOVE YOU ALLLLLLL! " Jun squealed ecstatically as he joined Ohno and Aiba in their little corner and proceeded to hug the tallest member.
"I LOVE YOU TOOOOO!" Aiba replied enthusiastically, returning the hug. "GROUP HUG OH-CHA~N!"
"Yay! Group Hug!" Ohno's eyes crinkled as he smiled, while getting sandwiched between Jun and Aiba.
"Oh-chan is so cuuute!" Jun sing-songed as he continued to cuddle the older man, while Aiba pinched his cheeks. Nino suddenly stopped in his tracks, staring at the threesome that was busy cuddling in the corner.
"LET GO OF THE PRINCESS!" Nino yelled, climbing up the bed and jumping onto Sho, who was still busy mumbling about as he paced the room.
"YOSHI! LET'S GO!!!!"
"Whatthehellyoustupidbrat?!" Sho stopped in his tracks, his eyes twitching while a very hyperactive Nino hung onto his shoulders
WE NEED TO RESCUE THE PRINCESS SHE'S IN ANOTHER CASTLE BETWEEN TWO OGRES
"I'm too smart for this dammit!" Sho muttered angrily, "Where's the castle?"
---END
**Notes: This is actually kind of embarrassing *-* warnings for very mild bondage***
Sho opened bleary, bloodshot eyes to the blinding rays of the
morning sun seeping through the flimsy curtains of their window. The
persistent beeping of the alarm clock rang shrilly in his ears as he
lazily reached out to grab the offending machine, trying his best not
to hurl it against the wall as uncoordinated fingers sloppily located
the snooze button and set it for another 20 minutes. Satisfied with his
progress, Sho let out a huge yawn and rolled over to his side where a
tangle of limbs lay sleeping with its head buried under the navy blue
sheets of their queen-sized bed. Sho moved back inside the covers,
moving closer to Jun's still form and slipping an arm under him,
careful not to wake the younger man from his slumber as he pulled him
in for a cuddle.
"Nggh..." Jun burbled incoherently, adjusting his body to fit into Sho's. Jun was not a morning person. Waking him up before 10 meant having to deal with a very grumpy roommate who chose to ignore your existence until his second cup of coffee. It was only in these moments, in the few minutes before they had to drag themselves out of bed, that Jun could be called angelic during the morning. Sho smiled, burying his nose in Jun's unkempt hair and inhaling his scent, placing soft kisses on the exposed nape which earned him more annoyed grunts from the younger idol who was trying to squeeze in a few more minutes of much needed beauty sleep after a rather vigorous night of lovemaking.
With his mind now fully awake, Sho's thoughts wandered off to the previous night. He couldn't help but think that there was something amiss. The sex had been mind-blowing as always; it was one of those rare occasions where Jun had initiated and Sho agreed to play the bottom. He remembered how each deep thrust, perfectly timed and controlled at a tortuously slow pace, had hit him on the spot repeatedly and reduced him to an incoherent mess of begging and sobbing as he yelled Jun's name in climax, his knees folding under him after Jun pulled out. The way Jun moved was so methodical and precise and yet too intense to be called mechanical. It was perfect and so very Jun, with his sadistic tendencies coming into play, as he took pleasure in denying Sho his release until the older man whimpered and begged under him. Jun was not called DoS for nothing. Sho however, couldn't help but feel as though Jun wasn't satisfied. There was something forceful yet desperate in the way Jun held him last night, and in the end, as they both came, he was unable to look his lover in the eye. Sho held Jun tighter, deeply concerned about the younger man. Emotions weren't Jun's forte and he constantly shifted between extremes; stubbornly keeping everything bottled up, or letting off steam in one blow and making up for it with profuse apologies or overdone gestures of kindness. He had mellowed down considerably after being with Sho, but there were still some things that Jun simply had trouble putting into words.
Kissing the exposed earlobe, Sho carefully untangled himself from Jun and got up, switching the alarm clock off and heading to the kitchen to prepare coffee, (one thing he was sure he wouldn't make a mess of,) as he thought of how to bring up the subject without making the younger man retreat into his shell.
***
The following hours saw Jun more tightly wound up than he normally was. The boyish, toothy smile that had recently reappeared was fast disappearing and was being replaced by the ever present scowl, reminiscent of his days as Sawada Shin. Jun had been distracted the whole day and attempted to displace his nervous energy by trying to put order into chaos-- rearranging desk trays, picking fights with dust motes and tiny puddles of liquid that had spilled from his glass, all while skillfully avoiding a confrontation with Sho who had been poking around the subject since breakfast time. His shoulders were hunched over unconsciously and he had been giving off a rather cold vibe which had caused their guest to veer away from him during the taping of Shukudai-kun, choosing instead, to focus her attention on Aiba and Nino. Each time Sho tried to make eye contact, Jun would turn away and look down on his lap with a glum expression on his face. It only served to strengthen his suspicions that Jun had been struggling with something he couldn't openly verbalize.
As soon as the taping was done and words of thanks had been exchanged between Arashi and their staff, the five retreated into their lounge, the other three consciously avoiding the pair as each one made their way into their individual dressing rooms. Jun had been about to enter his, hoping to avoid Sho when he felt the familiar weight of Sho's hand on his shoulder.
"Jun..."
"Sho, I'm busy...I have to--"
"Jun!" Sho tried once more, in a firm but authoritative voice, one that he often used when his younger brother was being stubborn.
Jun released a long drawn sigh, his shoulders sagging in defeat as he turned to face Sho and slowly lifted his eyes to reluctantly meet his gaze. Looking into Sho's eyes, Jun was unable to hide the thinly veiled worry and panic written all over his face...
"Jun, what's wrong? Why have you been avoiding me?"
"Nothing... I'm really sorry...it's just... I'll get over it." Jun mumbled.
Sho persisted, unwilling to let it pass, "Jun, you're not normally like this... did I do something wrong last night? Was there something I missed?"
"No! No, it's nothing like that... it's just... Please, Sho...I can't do this right now." Jun begged.
"Jun... don't you trust me?" Sho whispered softly as he took both of Jun's hands in his.
"Fine." Jun relented after a few moments, "I'll tell you tonight... I just... need to be by myself for now," he sighed.
"Okay then,” Sho replied, knowing that was all he'll probably get out of Jun at this state. "I'll be meeting you at our usual place at 9."
"Sure."
Sho looked at Jun worriedly for a long time. With one last sigh, Sho embraced Jun and placed a soft peck on his cheek before heading into his own dressing room, leaving Jun by himself in the big, empty lounge...
***
Jun had spent the better part of 20 minutes alone, his anxious thoughts running around his head as he gloomily sipped the bitter red wine from his glass, dreading the confrontation that was to follow. Jun had been uncharacteristically early for their date, thinking it would be best if he had a few minutes to compose himself and get his thoughts in order for his confession.
By the time Sho had arrived, Jun was on his third glass and his cheeks were tinged with pink from the slight buzz. Their dinner plates were still set on their table, lying clean and untouched. Jun hadn't eaten anything since he arrived and appeared to be drinking his sorrows away. Sho was seriously beginning to worry about Jun's mental state.
"How long have you been here?" Sho asked, settling down to take his place in front of Jun.
"Around thirty minutes ago." Jun replied, his fingers lightly pressing the bridge of his nose and moving up to comb through his hair.
"How many glasses have you had?" Sho asked, his tone raising slightly
"Three."
"Jun--"
"I'm okay. I'm just... really nervous" Jun replied looking down, the same melancholy look affixing itself on his features.
Sho sighed in exasperation. Whenever Jun was anxious there was nothing more that he would like to do than soothe his fears, but doing that apparently required you to go inside Jun's head, where most things usually started to get bigger. He couldn't remember Jun being this anxious and depressed at the same time and Sho was at his wit's end trying to get the other one to open up.
"Okay. I'll order what we usually have and you'll talk, okay?"
Jun nodded, signaling to the waiter.
Over pasta, after his fifth glass of wine, Jun started talking, his words coming out in slurred sentences.
"Sho..." Jun began.
Sho looked up, bracing himself for what Jun was about to say.
"Sometimes, you're too nice to me," Jun babbled on, "you treat me like I'll break or something... like I'm a girl when we have sex..."
Sho nodded, wondering why Jun had to get himself all worked up just to tell him he wanted it rough in the bedroom...
"But that's not really a big problem..." Jun continued biting his lip, breathing deeply before he proceeded, "I have a problem...I have a thing for control."
"Okay..." Sho nodded, not entirely sure he liked where this conversation was headed.
"I can't stop myself from being a control freak sometimes. It gets tiring, and I know that it bothers all of you, but it's something I can't help. I clean things when I'm upset, and I thought that only my mom does that!" Jun continued, the alcohol making his voice slightly louder than he would have wanted.
Sho looked at Jun in confusion, uncertain of what Jun was trying to tell him
"...I know this isn't your thing and I really won't blame you if you say no... or want to break up with me," Jun's voice suddenly grew quiet.
"What are you talking about?" Sho asked.
Instead of replying, Jun fumbled in his pockets, retrieving a pair of soft leather wrist straps and placing it in front of Sho, who promptly choked on his dinner.
"Jun--!"
"I need you to stop me when I'm on the verge of spinning out of control..." Jun whispered unable to meet Sho's eyes as he placed the restraints in Sho's hands. "I know you won't hurt me... I trust you completely, but if you don't want to-- "
"Jun..." Sho interrupted, suddenly overwhelmed by the weird turn of events. Taking a deep breath, Sho counted to five before he continued:
"This... this is all really new and honestly, quite shocking for me... I don't really know why, but if it makes you happy..."
Jun looked up in surprise, "Sho.... I mean, really?"
"Yes" Sho squeaked, blushing furiously at the leather straps lying innocently on his palm. "I'm relieved and really happy that you opened up to me... I certainly wasn't expecting something like this, but ..."
What did I just agree to?!!
Sho thought, scandalized ...images of Jun, bound and helpless on his bed, willingly submissive and completely at his mercy...
Oh...
didn't seem like such a bad idea after all...
"I know you find it strange, or maybe even sick ...you don’t have to force yourself if you don't want to..." Jun stammered
"I didn't force myself, so relax..." Sho looked at his lover reassuringly, "Well... I guess I have a lot of studying to do...I'm a beginner at this... whole thing" Sho, still blushing, managed a nervous chuckle before forking in another mouthful of spaghetti, his free hand quickly stuffing the leather cuffs into his pockets before anyone else passed by their table.
Jun felt relieved and ate the rest of his dinner happily, ordering dessert and a cup of coffee for both of them before going home.
"I could help with your studying... or if you need practice" Jun smiled suggestively, his mood visibly lighter.
"Ahaha, yeah... I think I'd need you around for that" Sho replied, gradually warming up to the idea.
****
The days following Jun's confession were both awkward and somewhat embarrassing for Sho who had been entering the studio with dark circles under his eyes; tired from all the "research" he had been doing as of late. After hours spent combing through hundreds of 'informative' websites, he now felt like an authority on all things kinky, and wondered just how much profit the adult shops in Shinjuku actually made.
Images of Jun, blindfolded, with hands tied to the headboard, helpless and willing as he writhed under Sho's hands, sneaked into his consciousness almost every idle moment that he had. More than once, Sho willed himself to think of something---anything other than Jun, naked and sweaty, blindfolded and lying spread-eagle on his bed. Sho was afraid he might actually be enjoying this too much and was becoming all too aware of his own sadistic tendencies. Sho sneaked a look at the youngest idol, who happened to be chatting with Aiba and Nino from across the room. As soon as their eyes met, Jun blushed and quickly looked away, Aiba then looked at Sho who was wearing an impish smile on his face.
"Oi, what's going on with you two?" Aiba smiled, intrigued at the unspoken exchange between the pair.
"Aha! They're going to do something kinky tonight! Aren't you?" Nino teased, causing Jun to blush even harder.
"Oh! oh! what have we got here?" Aiba's smile grew wider as he pressed Jun for answers. "Come on, tell me! I might even have some tips for you!"
Nino promptly smacked Aiba on the head, "Oi, that's top secret. Don't even think about it!" This time, Nino was the one blushing.
"Aaah. So Nino's the bottom then?" Sho grinned from his little corner.
"What? I never said that!" Nino squeaked in defense as Sho and Jun giggled in amusement.
Before they had a chance to continue their conversation however, Ohno poked his head into the room, calling out Aiba and Nino for their photo shoot. The pair skipped out happily, with Aiba playfully pulling on Nino's hand as they exited the lounge.
"They make such a sweet couple, don't they?" Sho quipped as he watched the pair exit the room.
"Surprisingly so." Jun agreed, in a noticeably better mood than he was the previous week.
A few moments after the couple left, Sho strode towards the door and locked it quietly. A perfectly plucked brow arched in question.
"Sho... what are you planning?" Jun looked at his lover suspiciously, half nervous and half in anticipation of what might follow.
"You did mention something about helping me with my studies..." Sho replied, reaching for his bag.
"What did you have in mind?" Jun asked, his tongue darting out to lick his lips unconsciously.
"I need some practice tying knots." Sho replied in a low voice, retrieving several lengths of nylon rope from his knapsack. He then walked towards Jun and sat comfortably beside the younger idol.
"I see..." Jun whispered, eyeing the white cords in Sho's hands, his heart racing in excitement. Sho cupped Jun's face and landed a searing kiss on his lips, prodding the soft buds open with his hot tongue and exploring its caverns as Jun moaned helplessly into the kiss. All too soon, Sho pulled away...
"Take your shirt off." Sho commanded, trying to keep his voice steady, his eyes never leaving Jun, who stood flushed and panting from the stolen kiss.
Jun slowly took off his shirt, sensually pulling it over his head and placing it on the table beside the couch. There was a noticeable change in Jun's character as he turned and looked at Sho with eager eyes, waiting for further instructions.
"Good. Now, stand up and turn around. Cross your wrists behind your back, with your palms facing outward." Sho ordered, while Jun obeyed and stood with his back facing Sho, his wrists crossed behind his lower back and his elbows bent in right angles. Sho inhaled deeply, trying to steady shaky hands as he worked the loops snugly around Jun's wrists, careful not to cut off any circulation as he tightened the knots, making sure that Jun couldn't easily slip out of them. With the knots firmly secured, Sho stood behind Jun and retrieved a strip of black satin from his pocket, placing the delicate material over Jun's eyes and tying it securely around his head...
Jun stood with his back to Sho, open and defenseless while he quietly waited for his next command. The shift in Jun, from the methodical, self contained man who needed to be in charge of everything, to the meek and submissive slave, was an eye-opener for Sho. He finally understood the escape that Jun needed; He wanted to be freed of the burden of making decisions for himself, and wanted to leave that responsibility to someone else, leaving himself completely vulnerable to that person.
This seems to be harder than I thought... Sho thought steeling himself for his next move. Everything about this game was as tight and controlled as Jun. He never imagined that the pressure of having Jun completely at his mercy would prove to be difficult. Sho bit his lip struggling to rein in his impulses and play the part of Jun's "master."
Wordlessly, Sho moved to stand in front of Jun, drinking in the sight of the younger man as he stood blindfolded, with his hands tied behind his back. Jun's breath was coming in slightly uneven gasps, his arousal making itself known through the slight tent in his skintight jeans. Sho remained quiet and sat on the coffee table watching Jun, biding his time, waiting for Jun to react...
With his eyes blindfolded, Jun could only rely on his ears and his sense of smell to assess his surroundings. It had been disturbingly quiet for the past few minutes, and his ears picked up no sounds save for the steady drone of the air conditioner and footfalls coming from outside the room as people passed by every now and then. Sho, if his senses told him correctly, was supposed to be sitting in front of him; he had also been eerily silent for the past few minutes... Jun was beginning to get tense...
"Sho...?" Jun's voice wavered uncertainly.
Without warning, he felt hands undoing the buttons of his jeans. Thumbs slipped past the waistband of his briefs and he felt the flimsy cotton material slip past his knees to join his pants. Jun swallowed audibly as he stood fully exposed in front of Sho, his hard cock springing free of its restraints as Sho's fingers gently traced small circles along his inner thigh.
"Sho?" Jun whispered hoarsely, trying to keep from falling as his legs quivered.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you, you little slut." Sho murmured, a predatory grin on his face, as he tapped Jun's leg, prodding him to spread it wider. Sho's hands moved up to cup his balls, teasing the warm flesh, Jun's legs nearly giving way as he tried his best to remain upright.
"Sho... I...aah!" Jun's breath hitched as Sho lightly ran a finger over the ridged band of flesh right under the head of his cock.
"If you promise to be good today, I'll have a surprise for you later..." Sho rasped, stroking Jun's cock, his own straining painfully inside his pants.
"Mmm..." Jun whimpered, trying hard to muffle his moans, as his hips thrust to the rhythm of Sho's hands.
"Do you promise to be good?"
"Yes...mmm... yes... ah!" Jun's head whipped back, toes curled inside his shoes and his knees buckling as he exploded all over Sho's hands. Sho quickly stood up and caught Jun in his arms, gently pushing him down the couch. With his free hand, Sho removed the blindfold from Jun's eyes, the younger man squinting at the sudden brightness.
"Was that good for you?" Sho asked. Jun nodded, sagging bonelessly into the couch, unable to form a coherent statement while he tried to catch his breath. Sho reached for strip of wet towel, wiping his sticky hands and throwing it into the waste basket. He wasted no time undoing the knots and freeing Jun's wrists, lightly massaging his arms before he proceeded to pull up Jun's pants, while Jun tried to button them up with shaky hands. Sho tossed Jun his shirt and hurriedly stuffed the ropes into his knapsack as he heard Aiba's and Nino's voices growing louder as they approached the lounge.
"Do you think you can stand up?" Sho asked
"Yeah, yeah. I'm okay." Jun yawned, running his fingers through sweat- slicked hair. "Sho, you're still---"
"It's okay; I can take care of it in the bathroom." Sho replied, suddenly rushing out of the door as Nino entered the lounge.
Aiba looked at Sho, confused. "He seems to be in a rush."
"Says he needs to pee." Jun replied, fixing his rings.
"Jun, are you okay? You look a little flushed, do you have a fever?"
"I'm okay..."
"Well if that's not a fever--"
"Matsumoto-san, it's your turn for the photo shoot. Where is Sakurai-san?"
"He's in the bathroom, I'll just tell him to follow. Thank you." Jun slowly got out of the couch, hoping that his legs have recovered enough to bring him to the studio.
As Jun left, Ohno entered the lounge to join Nino and Aiba who were busy speculating just why Jun looked so flushed and Sho left in a hurry.
"Wanna bet they had a quickie?" Aiba quipped
"I bet they did." Nino replied
"What about you, Oh-chan?"
"Eh?... Maybe they did." Ohno replied, sinking into the couch, putting both legs on the coffee table.
"What's the point of betting if we all bet for the same side?" Aiba whined.
Ohno's eyes lazily wandered around the room while Nino reclined, DS in hand and Aiba went on to read his script for the taping of his dorama. Ohno's eyes landed on Sho's bag, which had its zipper slightly open, revealing the frayed ends of the nylon rope that he had used earlier.
I wonder what that's for, Ohno wondered Could Sho be interested in fishing now? Maybe he has lures inside his bag too. I suppose I ought to ask him later, maybe he was serious about that fishing trip...
***
TBC
Yep, there's going to be a part 2, and it will hopefully end there too XD
Aiba's lab: Experiment #1:
Subject: Jun Matsumoto -a.k.a. Aiba's (new!) boyfriend
[Scene: The green room.]
Arashi unexpectedly gets a free hour to themselves. The photographer got sick and postponed the magazine shoot to a later date. Sho retreats to his dressing room, trying to catch up on current events related to economics and taking his stack of newspapers with him. Nino follows Sho, DS in hand and slumps down the vacant chair, furiously pounding away at the buttons. Ohno goes to his own room and tries to squeeze in some sleep; pillowing his head on his arm as he slumps down in front of the mirror of his vanity table and instantly falls asleep.
Jun is left inside the lounge by himself. Having nothing urgent to do, he sits at the corner of an L-shaped sofa with his long legs stretched out, effectively occupying the whole couch. In his hands is a manga that Nino lent him a week ago; Jun sits immersed, oblivious of any background noise as he leafs through the graphic novel. Aiba peeks in bouncing over to where Jun sat:
Aiba: Jun-chan~!
*Jun looks up from his manga*
Jun: Oh, hello
*Jun inserts a bookmark into the manga and places it on the coffee table adjacent to the sofa. He puts his legs down and makes room for Aiba to sit in*
*Aiba sits on the couch and scoots closer to Jun, placing a peck on his cheek*
Jun (*blushing*): I thought you were busy memorizing your script for your taping later.
Aiba: Oh, I've already taken care of that...
*Aiba purses his lips, fidgets with his shirt and looks at Jun with big puppy eyes*
*Jun looks at Aiba, his brows furrowed*Jun: ...Is there something you want to tell me?
Aiba: (*smiles shyly, grabs hold of one of Jun's hands*) Well...~~ I just wanted to test something.
Jun: *looks at Aiba, waiting for an answer*
Aiba: I wanted to test something on you...
Jun *looks suspiciously at Aiba*: Aiba, I---
Aiba: No, no, it's nothing explosive. I don't even have anything with me today! It's nothing dangerous, I promise!
Jun *looks at Aiba, a brow raised*
Aiba: y-you're my um, boyfriend now, right? *blushes furiously, fidgets with Jun's hand, playing with his fingers*
Jun: yes... *cheeks turn pink*
*Aiba raises Jun's hands to his lips, placing a soft kiss on each knuckle*
Aiba: Well... I just wanted to know... what makes you feel good...
Jun: What makes me--Aiba!
Aiba inserts Jun's forefinger into his mouth and suckles gently, his tongue swirling suggestively at the outstretched digit.
Aiba looks at Jun through hooded eyes, and whispers: Do you like that?
Jun's breath hitches and he is unable to reply as Aiba licks his palm and inserts another finger into his mouth. Jun's lips parts slightly; his eyes affixed on Aiba's mouth as he continues to suck, the slippery tongue coating Jun's fingers with its hot, slick saliva. Jun's eyes darken slightly as he starts moving his fingers in Aiba's mouth, biting his lips as Aiba softly moans around his fingers. Aiba's eyes lock on to Jun's and he suddenly stops; taking Jun's wet fingers out of his mouth...
Aiba: Would you like me to do that, every time, before you prepare me?
Jun could only grunt in reply, his pants getting uncomfortably tight.
Aiba drops Jun's hand and closes the distance between him and Jun, nibbling slightly on Jun's earlobes.
Aiba *whispers*: Do you like this?
Jun *panting*: Aiba...
Aiba: Yes?
Jun: mmm... yes...
Aiba moves down and captures Jun's lips. Jun slips a tongue into Aiba's warm mouth, deepening the kiss, pushing Aiba down and straddling him until he's almost laying over him...
Jun and Aiba were too busy making out to notice the door to the lounge swing open:
Sho: Jun, it's time to--- Oh god!
The door slams shut behind Sho.
***
A few moments later, Aiba and Jun emerge from the lounge; with Aiba's lips looking a bit swollen and Jun's hair looking slightly disheveled.
- End-
**Notes: Um. I don't really know where this came from... I uh, just had to write it down. You can pretend it never happened, later XD**
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