[FIC] Photoshoot
yes another akame fic, because, i can't write anything but akame ^^ll
Title: Photoshoot , or something lame and similar to that.
Pair: Akame
Rating: there's sex
Author: Holly, duh.
Other: based off the TV guide pictures, cause um. yeah i've decided Kame is a stripper in his free time. see tanja, i finished it! *and msn hasn't kicked me off in a while, so i guess that IS what it wanted ^__^*
Larissa originated the "Jin likes it smooth" line, then the next day in calculus, Dirty Vegas (my math teacher) talked about polynomials being continous functions, so they are smooth, hence the lame reference.
but anyways.. Akanishi Jin sighed as he slumped in his chair, the ropes circling his wrists biting into his skin at the change of movement. He let out a hiss from the pain and tried to shift around a bit so the ropes wouldn’t pinch so much as Koki whacked him over the head.
“OW!” Jin yelled, attempting to turn around and give Koki a death glare, causing the ropes to cut even deeper into his flesh.
“Haha, it’s your own damn fault you know, for trying to jump Kame.” Koki said laughing as Jin twisted back around and nodded.
Koki was right, it was his fault that he ended up tied to a stupid chair.
***
Jin had been woken up from a vivid dream involving Kame, a plastic forehead protector from a Naruto costume set, and a giant gold stick, to the ringing of his cell phone. He picked it up and muttered a hello, only to hear Koki’s voice telling him that the photoshoot had been moved to an earlier time and that Jin was already late for it. Jin cursed at Koki for waking him up, but told him he would be at the studio in half an hour. Koki voiced his approval and hung up, leaving Jin to rush around his room trying to get ready, the images from his dream still racing through his mind. He picked up the first shirt he found (one with a dirty saying on it that Ryo had given to him for Christmas) , threw on a hat to hide his morning hair, grabbed his keys and cell phone and was out the door.
When he reached the studio, the photographer threw him in front of the backdrop and began taking his picture, muttering something about how unprofessional Jin was for being late. He was thankful to have finished the shoot quickly though, and went to sat down in a nearby chair when something-or rather someone caught his attention.
Kame had just stepped in front of the photographer and was already beginning to pull his shirt off. At the sight of Kame’s slim waist, Jin had another flashback of his dream from the night before, and slowly crept up behind the photographer, watching Kame’s lips as he discussed posing situations.
When the boy turned around and looked back at the photographer, his torso still exposed, Jin lost all control and pummeled forward, leaping onto, and knocking over, Kame and kissing him. His hands started to run up Kame’s stomach, and he swore he could hear a moan coming from the boy over all of the other noise in the room.
It turned out the noise was the rest of the group yelling at Jin to get off Kame. Junno grabbed Jin’s shoulder and tried to pull him back, but Jin refused to be taken away from his lover. It took the combined forces of the Junno, Koki, Maru, Ueda, the Photographer and their manager to pull Jin off of Kame and bring him back off the set. They sat him in a chair, and Koki straddled him to keep him in place as the rest of Jin’s attackers tied his hands behind the chair, and his feet to the legs.
“LET ME GO!” Jin yelled, squirming violently, the ropes biting into his skin.
“No! If you aren’t going to be able to control yourself, you’re going to have to stay tied up.” their manager said, whacking Jin over the head with his clipboard.
“Though, if we let him go, I might get some interesting pictures...” the photographer muttered, more to himself than to anyone else.
The manager gave him the death glare before turning around and running to Kame, who was slowly making his way back onto his feet.
“Are you alright, Kamenashi-san?” the manager asked, holding out a hand for the shocked boy.
“I’m fine, thank you.” he said, pulling his shirt down and looking at the photographer.
“Shall we start then?” he asked, and the photographer nodded, snapping a few photos before instructing Kame to start removing his shirt.
***
This was so not fair, Jin thought as he watched Kame pose. Kame must know what his facial expressions were doing to him now, it was driving him insane. It looked like Kame was looking right through the photographer to stare at Jin in that sexy way. All he wanted to do was rip that shirt of Kame and....
“He looks like a stripper...” Junno commented next to him, bringing him back to reality.
“He does, doesn’t he?” Maru agreed, coming to stand next to Jin to get a better view. “Shame he isn’t, ne?”
Jin glared at Maru as he walked off to fix his hair.
“You know...” Koki murmered into Jin’s ear, causing Jin to shiver.
“I’ve noticed how.... hairless Kame is.” he continued, putting his arms around Jin’s shoulders.
“You must like it smooth, huh?”
Jin chuckled at this.
“Smooth like a polynomial...” Jin said smirking. “But you had best know that if I catch you staring at Kame like that, I’ll have to kill you.”
“Un.” Koki nodded, laughing, before walking off to take his turn in front of the camera.
***
Koki thought it would be a fun joke to conviently leave Jin tied up to the chair after the shoot was over, and so the rest of KAT-TUN merely laughed at the fuming boy as they left the studio. All except one.
Kame walked up to Jin slowly, his eyes roaming over his lover’s body.
“Hey.” he said, practically purring as he stopped right in front of Jin.
“Hey.” Jin gasped, Kame’s crotch almost eye level.
Kame smirked at Jin’s response and leaned forward to press a kiss to his lips. Jin practically shoved his tongue into the younger boys mouth, desperate for some contact. Kame began humming ‘Destiny’ into Jin’s mouth, the vibrations causing Jin to moan into the kiss, wanting nothing more than to molest his boyfriend at that moment. But soon enough, Kame pulled away and began to shake his hips to the tune he was now singing softly, slowly removing his shirt, his eye’s never leaving Jin’s face.
Jin’s breath caught in his throat as he watched the boy in front him, completely in awe.
“You really are like a stripper...” he commented, once he was able to catch his breath.
“Ha.” Kame chuckled, removing his belt and starting work on his pants. “Who said that?”
“Junno.”
“Aa, he would know, wouldn’t he?” Kame said, stepping out of his pants.
Jin ran his eyes down his lover’s naked form ; of course he wasn’t wearing any underwear, how do you expect him to wear his pants that low and still manage to hide his underwear? as the younger boy slinked/slunk/walked in a slinky manner toward him and began to unbutton Jin’s pants. Jin wanted to say something about Kame’s comment ; Junno didn’t really go to strip clubs, did he? but he didn’t really want to bother Kame while he completed his task.
Once Jin’s pants and boxers had been pulled down enough to “release the beast witin”, Kame wrapped his hand around the older boy’s cock and began to pump him mercilessly. Jin moaned loudly at the feeling and tilted his head back over the chair, instinctively reaching out to his lover, but the ropes held fast and Jin could do nothing.
“Kazuya...” Jin half moaned, half whinned.
“Yes?” Kame asked, removing his hand from Jin’s already leaking cock. Jin whimpered at the loss of contact before continuing,
“Untie me. I want to touch you.”
Kame took a few steps toward his pleading lover, one leg on either side of the chair, placing Jin’s cock at his opening.
“Nope, I can’t do that, Jin. You need to know the rules... “ he said, dropping himself onto Jin. Jin’s initial whimper at Kame’s reply turned into a moan of pleasure before the younger boy continued.
“You are never allowed to touch a stripper.” he smirked, and with that, he sped up, groaning as Jin’s cock was pushed further inside of him.
“But, I can’t leave you like this...” Jin said in-between gasps, his eyes darting down to stare lovingly at Kame’s unattended cock.
“I can take care of that.” Kame breathed, removing one hand from the back of the chair to firmly start stroking himself. All Jin could do was watch, and eventually, Kame’s moans, facial expressions and the amazing feeling of the younger boy tightening around his cock, got the best of him and he let go, calling out Kame’s name and closing his eyes, to savor the feeling. Kame came soon afterwards, his cum coating his hand, and Jin’s shirt.
Kame looked Jin in the eyes for a few moments before he brought his hand up, silently ordering Jin to lick his fingers clean. Jin willingly obliged and sucked on Kame’s fingers until all of the savory fluid was swallowed. Kame then finally stood up, throwing his boyfriend a taunting look as he began to put his pants back on. Jin’s eyes followed the path of Kame’s jeans until they reached the boy’s chest...boy did he want to suck on those nipples...
Jin could already feel himself begin to grow hard again, but all too soon, Kame put his shirt back on and picked up his bag.
“Well, I have dinner plans with Maru scheduled, so I had better get going.” he said slyly, right before Jin was going to open his mouth.
“Wil-What?” he asked, thoroughly confused by this statement.
“I have to go. I’ll see you later?” Kame threw a sexy smile toward Jin before kissing him and beginning to walk away.
“But....hey wait! Kame! You can’t just leave me here like this! Untie me!”
Kame turned around from the door and smirked.
“I’m sure you’ll be able to get yourself untied. I’ll see you tonight.!!” he waved, and with that, stepped passed the threshold and slammed the door.
***
...i think i need to sleep. XD
Title: Photoshoot , or something lame and similar to that.
Pair: Akame
Rating: there's sex
Author: Holly, duh.
Other: based off the TV guide pictures, cause um. yeah i've decided Kame is a stripper in his free time. see tanja, i finished it! *and msn hasn't kicked me off in a while, so i guess that IS what it wanted ^__^*
Larissa originated the "Jin likes it smooth" line, then the next day in calculus, Dirty Vegas (my math teacher) talked about polynomials being continous functions, so they are smooth, hence the lame reference.
but anyways.. Akanishi Jin sighed as he slumped in his chair, the ropes circling his wrists biting into his skin at the change of movement. He let out a hiss from the pain and tried to shift around a bit so the ropes wouldn’t pinch so much as Koki whacked him over the head.
“OW!” Jin yelled, attempting to turn around and give Koki a death glare, causing the ropes to cut even deeper into his flesh.
“Haha, it’s your own damn fault you know, for trying to jump Kame.” Koki said laughing as Jin twisted back around and nodded.
Koki was right, it was his fault that he ended up tied to a stupid chair.
***
Jin had been woken up from a vivid dream involving Kame, a plastic forehead protector from a Naruto costume set, and a giant gold stick, to the ringing of his cell phone. He picked it up and muttered a hello, only to hear Koki’s voice telling him that the photoshoot had been moved to an earlier time and that Jin was already late for it. Jin cursed at Koki for waking him up, but told him he would be at the studio in half an hour. Koki voiced his approval and hung up, leaving Jin to rush around his room trying to get ready, the images from his dream still racing through his mind. He picked up the first shirt he found (one with a dirty saying on it that Ryo had given to him for Christmas) , threw on a hat to hide his morning hair, grabbed his keys and cell phone and was out the door.
When he reached the studio, the photographer threw him in front of the backdrop and began taking his picture, muttering something about how unprofessional Jin was for being late. He was thankful to have finished the shoot quickly though, and went to sat down in a nearby chair when something-or rather someone caught his attention.
Kame had just stepped in front of the photographer and was already beginning to pull his shirt off. At the sight of Kame’s slim waist, Jin had another flashback of his dream from the night before, and slowly crept up behind the photographer, watching Kame’s lips as he discussed posing situations.
When the boy turned around and looked back at the photographer, his torso still exposed, Jin lost all control and pummeled forward, leaping onto, and knocking over, Kame and kissing him. His hands started to run up Kame’s stomach, and he swore he could hear a moan coming from the boy over all of the other noise in the room.
It turned out the noise was the rest of the group yelling at Jin to get off Kame. Junno grabbed Jin’s shoulder and tried to pull him back, but Jin refused to be taken away from his lover. It took the combined forces of the Junno, Koki, Maru, Ueda, the Photographer and their manager to pull Jin off of Kame and bring him back off the set. They sat him in a chair, and Koki straddled him to keep him in place as the rest of Jin’s attackers tied his hands behind the chair, and his feet to the legs.
“LET ME GO!” Jin yelled, squirming violently, the ropes biting into his skin.
“No! If you aren’t going to be able to control yourself, you’re going to have to stay tied up.” their manager said, whacking Jin over the head with his clipboard.
“Though, if we let him go, I might get some interesting pictures...” the photographer muttered, more to himself than to anyone else.
The manager gave him the death glare before turning around and running to Kame, who was slowly making his way back onto his feet.
“Are you alright, Kamenashi-san?” the manager asked, holding out a hand for the shocked boy.
“I’m fine, thank you.” he said, pulling his shirt down and looking at the photographer.
“Shall we start then?” he asked, and the photographer nodded, snapping a few photos before instructing Kame to start removing his shirt.
***
This was so not fair, Jin thought as he watched Kame pose. Kame must know what his facial expressions were doing to him now, it was driving him insane. It looked like Kame was looking right through the photographer to stare at Jin in that sexy way. All he wanted to do was rip that shirt of Kame and....
“He looks like a stripper...” Junno commented next to him, bringing him back to reality.
“He does, doesn’t he?” Maru agreed, coming to stand next to Jin to get a better view. “Shame he isn’t, ne?”
Jin glared at Maru as he walked off to fix his hair.
“You know...” Koki murmered into Jin’s ear, causing Jin to shiver.
“I’ve noticed how.... hairless Kame is.” he continued, putting his arms around Jin’s shoulders.
“You must like it smooth, huh?”
Jin chuckled at this.
“Smooth like a polynomial...” Jin said smirking. “But you had best know that if I catch you staring at Kame like that, I’ll have to kill you.”
“Un.” Koki nodded, laughing, before walking off to take his turn in front of the camera.
***
Koki thought it would be a fun joke to conviently leave Jin tied up to the chair after the shoot was over, and so the rest of KAT-TUN merely laughed at the fuming boy as they left the studio. All except one.
Kame walked up to Jin slowly, his eyes roaming over his lover’s body.
“Hey.” he said, practically purring as he stopped right in front of Jin.
“Hey.” Jin gasped, Kame’s crotch almost eye level.
Kame smirked at Jin’s response and leaned forward to press a kiss to his lips. Jin practically shoved his tongue into the younger boys mouth, desperate for some contact. Kame began humming ‘Destiny’ into Jin’s mouth, the vibrations causing Jin to moan into the kiss, wanting nothing more than to molest his boyfriend at that moment. But soon enough, Kame pulled away and began to shake his hips to the tune he was now singing softly, slowly removing his shirt, his eye’s never leaving Jin’s face.
Jin’s breath caught in his throat as he watched the boy in front him, completely in awe.
“You really are like a stripper...” he commented, once he was able to catch his breath.
“Ha.” Kame chuckled, removing his belt and starting work on his pants. “Who said that?”
“Junno.”
“Aa, he would know, wouldn’t he?” Kame said, stepping out of his pants.
Jin ran his eyes down his lover’s naked form ; of course he wasn’t wearing any underwear, how do you expect him to wear his pants that low and still manage to hide his underwear? as the younger boy slinked/slunk/walked in a slinky manner toward him and began to unbutton Jin’s pants. Jin wanted to say something about Kame’s comment ; Junno didn’t really go to strip clubs, did he? but he didn’t really want to bother Kame while he completed his task.
Once Jin’s pants and boxers had been pulled down enough to “release the beast witin”, Kame wrapped his hand around the older boy’s cock and began to pump him mercilessly. Jin moaned loudly at the feeling and tilted his head back over the chair, instinctively reaching out to his lover, but the ropes held fast and Jin could do nothing.
“Kazuya...” Jin half moaned, half whinned.
“Yes?” Kame asked, removing his hand from Jin’s already leaking cock. Jin whimpered at the loss of contact before continuing,
“Untie me. I want to touch you.”
Kame took a few steps toward his pleading lover, one leg on either side of the chair, placing Jin’s cock at his opening.
“Nope, I can’t do that, Jin. You need to know the rules... “ he said, dropping himself onto Jin. Jin’s initial whimper at Kame’s reply turned into a moan of pleasure before the younger boy continued.
“You are never allowed to touch a stripper.” he smirked, and with that, he sped up, groaning as Jin’s cock was pushed further inside of him.
“But, I can’t leave you like this...” Jin said in-between gasps, his eyes darting down to stare lovingly at Kame’s unattended cock.
“I can take care of that.” Kame breathed, removing one hand from the back of the chair to firmly start stroking himself. All Jin could do was watch, and eventually, Kame’s moans, facial expressions and the amazing feeling of the younger boy tightening around his cock, got the best of him and he let go, calling out Kame’s name and closing his eyes, to savor the feeling. Kame came soon afterwards, his cum coating his hand, and Jin’s shirt.
Kame looked Jin in the eyes for a few moments before he brought his hand up, silently ordering Jin to lick his fingers clean. Jin willingly obliged and sucked on Kame’s fingers until all of the savory fluid was swallowed. Kame then finally stood up, throwing his boyfriend a taunting look as he began to put his pants back on. Jin’s eyes followed the path of Kame’s jeans until they reached the boy’s chest...boy did he want to suck on those nipples...
Jin could already feel himself begin to grow hard again, but all too soon, Kame put his shirt back on and picked up his bag.
“Well, I have dinner plans with Maru scheduled, so I had better get going.” he said slyly, right before Jin was going to open his mouth.
“Wil-What?” he asked, thoroughly confused by this statement.
“I have to go. I’ll see you later?” Kame threw a sexy smile toward Jin before kissing him and beginning to walk away.
“But....hey wait! Kame! You can’t just leave me here like this! Untie me!”
Kame turned around from the door and smirked.
“I’m sure you’ll be able to get yourself untied. I’ll see you tonight.!!” he waved, and with that, stepped passed the threshold and slammed the door.
***
...i think i need to sleep. XD