[fanfiction] .Love.Passion.Lust.
Title: .Love.Passion.Lust.
Pairing: Yonehara Kousuke x Kamiyama Ryuji
Rating: R
Summary: Working on "Flying Melon" has caused more time spent with each other than both Kousuke and Ryuji anticipated. But after one long day, Kousuke lazily watches Ryuji typing as he sits backs and drinks some beer-- maybe too many.
WARNING: Ryuji gets raped.
Notes: This fic was written for and inspired by pleu16~
The book was almost complete. Flying Melon. Yonehara Kousuke and Kamiyama Ryuji’s creation. Ryuji thought long and typed slowly as his partner watched him. The night was getting longer and all Kousuke could do was watch. He had picked up a beer, once, then one became two and two, three and so on; Kamiyama kept typing.
“Done!” Ryuji put down the laptop and made eye contact with the drunken Kousuke. “Let’s call it a night, Kousuke.” Noticing his band mate’s pink cheeks, Ryuji laughed and was sleepy anyway. Kousuke had not said anything yet, he just stared at Ryuji looking the younger boy up and down. Ryuji made a sheepish smile and touched Kousuke’s head. “Ne, Kousuke? I think you drank too much.”
“Oi, slut, why don’t strip for me?” Kousuke demanded as he picked up another beer can.
With wide eyes, Ryuji covered up his body with his hands. “No! What are you talking about, Kousuke?!”
“Hm? I want to see your body, baby…” Kousuke grinned grabbing Ryuji shirt and pulling the younger boy into his lap. “After… all this time working on this book… I haven’t done it with you once.”
“What?!” Ryuji attempted to get away, but Kousuke held onto his waist. “Oi!!!” Screaming, Ryuji grabbed his shirt which Kousuke had ripped in order to take it off the stubborn boy. The younger boy was thrown to ground and the other crawled on top of him. Ryuji struggled to get away, but Kousuke held him down. Whining, Ryuji held onto Kousuke’s head as the older boy explored Ryuji’s body with his lips and tongue. “Stop… please…” Ryuji whimpered as he felt a cold hand slip into his pants. He went silent as he tried to protest the touching. Kousuke won’t do anything. He thought to himself with his eyes closed shut and holding on to Kousuke’s shoulders. He’ll touch me and that’s all…he won’t do anymore… Ryuji opened his eyes to look at the ceiling as he thought and did not notice that Kousuke had slipped off Ryuji’s pants. The only reason that Kousuke would do anything…is if he has been wanting to do this to me…no… he wouldn’t…he wouldn’t…
Gasping lightly, Ryuji shut his eyes as he felt Kousuke’s cold and wet fingers slip inside of him. Opening his eyes, Ryuji watched the fingers get pulled out and noticed Kousuke’s pants undone- along with the fact that Ryuji had his legs wide open to his band mate. “Kousuke! Stop! Don’t do anything!” Kousuke held Ryuji’s hips and positioned himself to enter Ryuji. Shuting his eyes tightly, Ryuji took in a deep breath as he felt Kousuke against his opening. He felt it begin to stretch as Kouske entered him. Tears began to run down Ryuji’s cheek as this sensational pain ran through his body. Ryuji gasped raising his hips as he felt Kousuke moving in and out of him. Making a small yelp, then as Kousuke pushed it deeper, Ryuji yelled in pain. “Ahh…!” Ryuji dug his fingers into Kousuke’s shoulders as he screamed in a pleasurable pain.
Kousuke paused for a moment staring into Ryuji’s eyes, his pink cheeks turned red as he stared at his helpless band mate. Moving his lips towards Ryuji’s, he kissed him and allowed his tongue to slip into his partner’s mouth and explore for a short while before stopping the kiss. In the kiss, he felt Ryuji tight opening squeezing him and made a small pleasured noise.
“Deeper.” Ryuji demanded with a grin. “You aren’t drunk.” Ryuji licked his lips tasting the drink that was definitely soda and not beer. “Kousuke? Aren’t you going to finish punishing your slut?”
Kousuke’s face turned redder and with a grin back at Ryuji, he nodded. “How do you want it?” He questioned rubbing the inside of Ryuji’s leg.
“I want it deeper, faster, and harder. Please me.” Ryuji wrapped his arms around Kousuke’s neck and kissed him. “Was this an act of love?”
“Love. Passion. Lust.” Kousuke pushed himself deep into Ryuji as the younger boy moaned for more. “But overall, I raped you…”
Giving a sexy laugh, Ryuji moved his hips with Kousuke’s movement. “Rape? It’s not rape anymore when you enjoy it.”
Kousuke grinned eyeing a camera on the table, “Then what is it?”
Ryuji kissed Kousuke looking at the camera also, and then he watched as Kousuke pressed a button and a red light lit. “It’s called hardcore porn...”
Pairing: Yonehara Kousuke x Kamiyama Ryuji
Rating: R
Summary: Working on "Flying Melon" has caused more time spent with each other than both Kousuke and Ryuji anticipated. But after one long day, Kousuke lazily watches Ryuji typing as he sits backs and drinks some beer-- maybe too many.
WARNING: Ryuji gets raped.
Notes: This fic was written for and inspired by pleu16~
The book was almost complete. Flying Melon. Yonehara Kousuke and Kamiyama Ryuji’s creation. Ryuji thought long and typed slowly as his partner watched him. The night was getting longer and all Kousuke could do was watch. He had picked up a beer, once, then one became two and two, three and so on; Kamiyama kept typing.
“Done!” Ryuji put down the laptop and made eye contact with the drunken Kousuke. “Let’s call it a night, Kousuke.” Noticing his band mate’s pink cheeks, Ryuji laughed and was sleepy anyway. Kousuke had not said anything yet, he just stared at Ryuji looking the younger boy up and down. Ryuji made a sheepish smile and touched Kousuke’s head. “Ne, Kousuke? I think you drank too much.”
“Oi, slut, why don’t strip for me?” Kousuke demanded as he picked up another beer can.
With wide eyes, Ryuji covered up his body with his hands. “No! What are you talking about, Kousuke?!”
“Hm? I want to see your body, baby…” Kousuke grinned grabbing Ryuji shirt and pulling the younger boy into his lap. “After… all this time working on this book… I haven’t done it with you once.”
“What?!” Ryuji attempted to get away, but Kousuke held onto his waist. “Oi!!!” Screaming, Ryuji grabbed his shirt which Kousuke had ripped in order to take it off the stubborn boy. The younger boy was thrown to ground and the other crawled on top of him. Ryuji struggled to get away, but Kousuke held him down. Whining, Ryuji held onto Kousuke’s head as the older boy explored Ryuji’s body with his lips and tongue. “Stop… please…” Ryuji whimpered as he felt a cold hand slip into his pants. He went silent as he tried to protest the touching. Kousuke won’t do anything. He thought to himself with his eyes closed shut and holding on to Kousuke’s shoulders. He’ll touch me and that’s all…he won’t do anymore… Ryuji opened his eyes to look at the ceiling as he thought and did not notice that Kousuke had slipped off Ryuji’s pants. The only reason that Kousuke would do anything…is if he has been wanting to do this to me…no… he wouldn’t…he wouldn’t…
Gasping lightly, Ryuji shut his eyes as he felt Kousuke’s cold and wet fingers slip inside of him. Opening his eyes, Ryuji watched the fingers get pulled out and noticed Kousuke’s pants undone- along with the fact that Ryuji had his legs wide open to his band mate. “Kousuke! Stop! Don’t do anything!” Kousuke held Ryuji’s hips and positioned himself to enter Ryuji. Shuting his eyes tightly, Ryuji took in a deep breath as he felt Kousuke against his opening. He felt it begin to stretch as Kouske entered him. Tears began to run down Ryuji’s cheek as this sensational pain ran through his body. Ryuji gasped raising his hips as he felt Kousuke moving in and out of him. Making a small yelp, then as Kousuke pushed it deeper, Ryuji yelled in pain. “Ahh…!” Ryuji dug his fingers into Kousuke’s shoulders as he screamed in a pleasurable pain.
Kousuke paused for a moment staring into Ryuji’s eyes, his pink cheeks turned red as he stared at his helpless band mate. Moving his lips towards Ryuji’s, he kissed him and allowed his tongue to slip into his partner’s mouth and explore for a short while before stopping the kiss. In the kiss, he felt Ryuji tight opening squeezing him and made a small pleasured noise.
“Deeper.” Ryuji demanded with a grin. “You aren’t drunk.” Ryuji licked his lips tasting the drink that was definitely soda and not beer. “Kousuke? Aren’t you going to finish punishing your slut?”
Kousuke’s face turned redder and with a grin back at Ryuji, he nodded. “How do you want it?” He questioned rubbing the inside of Ryuji’s leg.
“I want it deeper, faster, and harder. Please me.” Ryuji wrapped his arms around Kousuke’s neck and kissed him. “Was this an act of love?”
“Love. Passion. Lust.” Kousuke pushed himself deep into Ryuji as the younger boy moaned for more. “But overall, I raped you…”
Giving a sexy laugh, Ryuji moved his hips with Kousuke’s movement. “Rape? It’s not rape anymore when you enjoy it.”
Kousuke grinned eyeing a camera on the table, “Then what is it?”
Ryuji kissed Kousuke looking at the camera also, and then he watched as Kousuke pressed a button and a red light lit. “It’s called hardcore porn...”