Fanfic: Sexy Arashi
Title: Sexy Arashi
Author: all4cyanide
Pairing: Sakumiya
Rating: PG-13 for faux sexy times
Genre: Heavily hinted at smut, slight crack
Disclaimer: I don't own these two supremely sexy men much to my dismay.
Author's note: Wrote this after a Twitter conversation with wildlotus2006 about photoshoots and Sakumiya and something... idk. Just know beauty emerged and it's here.
Sexy Arashi
December 2011
“Here’s the latest issue of your current magazines, guys. Rehearsal will start within the hour.” Their manager threw the magazines down on the table and exited the room, resuming his conversation on his cell phone. Sho reached for that month’s non-no to peruse their regular serial because he found it to be amusing and fun.
He wasn’t disappointed.
Aiba and Nino had gone shopping for presents and seemed to have had all sorts of fun at an antique toy store. He grinned as he read through the article and was about to turn the page when he noticed the topic for next month: “Sexy Arashi” chosen by Aiba Masaki. Sho’s eyes glanced up at the red haired guy sitting across from him giggling over a picture of Leader in some movie magazine and looked back down at the article. The reasoning behind Aiba’s choice annoyed Sho more than it flattered him: “Sho is the sexiest in Arashi and Nino makes lovely faces. *giggle* I think they’ll be the best for this topic, don’t you think?”
Sho cleared his throat and sneaked a peek at Nino who was unexpectedly staring right at him, a smirk on his face. He felt his face get hot for some unexplainable reason and coughed.
“You okay, Sho-chan?” inquired Jun.
Sho gave Nino a questioning look and then smiled up at Jun. “Yeah. I’m fine.” He could hear Nino snicker, but didn’t look his way again. The magazine will probably just make them stare sexily at the camera as per usual so he didn’t understand what he was getting all worked up over. That’s what would happen. Most likely. Yes. Just like that.
Mid-December 2011
It wasn’t like that at all, thought Sho as he and Nino arrived at the studio. The room was dimly lit with a plush bed and candelabras everywhere. It was tacky, for sure, but the sensuality was definitely there.
Sho glanced uncertainly to his side at Nino who looked right back at him and smiled.
“Well, looks like it’s more ‘sexy times Arashi’ than anything else,” Nino commented before wandering over to their dressing room. Sho sighed and followed suit into the “dressing’ room which was really just a room for them to store the clothing they came in and put on the black boxers and robes the magazine provided them.
The two of them walked out onto the set, which was pretty scarce of crew, in their black silk robes and stood silently next to the bed as they watched a lighting technician test the light surrounding them. A stylist came up and ruffled up Sho’s hair and did the same to Nino’s muttering something about “controlled bed head”, but Sho wasn’t really paying too much attention to his surroundings anymore. He was hyper aware of Nino and he couldn’t for the life of him understand why. They had participated in shoots like this before, albeit never with each other, but this wasn’t new at all and Sho reminded himself sternly that he was a professional and this was his job.
That was until he felt a small hand clutch the sleeve of his robe and the silk pulling smoothly over his skin. He turned his head sharply and met Ninomiya’s soft, brown eyes staring up at him and his professionalism nearly melted away. Sho smiled slowly back at Nino and the incessant clicks of the camera shutter going off was the one thing that kept his mind on track. This was work with his coworker. His cute and sometimes gorgeous coworker. His semi-nude coworker. Semi-nude. Nino. Shit.
“Sho,” Nino whispered, eyes never leaving his. He gulped and made some kind of grunting noise of acknowledgement. Nino chuckled softly, took hold of Sho’s upper arm, and leaned upwards to whisper in his ear. “Caress my face and lead me to the bed.”
Nino pulled back and Sho instantly did what he was told. His hand cupped Nino’s cheek and he leaned into Sho’s touch, smiling up at him. That smile caught Sho’s attention and his fingers ghosted over the skinny lips so close to his own.
The sound of the shutter went wild at Sho’s action, but none of that mattered to the two idols slowly easing their way to the bed. As Nino laid back, his eyes still on the taller man’s, Sho deftly undid the sash of Nino’s robe and parted it exposing the smooth chest underneath. Nino’s cheeks involuntarily flushed and he looked away embarrassed by the action. Sho chuckled as he settled himself on top of Nino, legs on either side of the fair skinned idol.
“Now, now. Don’t get all flustered, Ninomiya-san,” Sho teased, leaning back proudly on Nino’s thighs.
Smirking, Nino reached up and undid Sho’s robe, quickly exposing the chiseled chest beneath and leaning up on his elbows to bring his face closer to Sho’s.
The camera continued its furious clicking.
Nino’s fingers traced over his abs faintly. His face got closer and closer to his own and Sho tried his damndest to keep his composure, but it was getting hard. Very hard. Embarrassingly hard.
Nino’s mouth was mere centimeters from his own. He could feel his hot breath on his lips. His eyes veiled over as he met Nino’s amused eyes. His… wait, amused? Sho knew that look and was internally stunned when Nino bypassed his lips to lay his head on Sho’s shoulder, face turned away from the camera.
Burying his face in the crook of Sho’s neck, Nino whispered, “Sho-chan, your semi is poking me in the thigh.” Sho choked. “We’ll deal with it later, ne?” Nino gave Sho’s neck a little peck before the usually composed idol let out a very un-idol-like shriek and fell back, but not before Nino skillfully retied Sho’s robe so he would not embarrass himself further.
Moments later, Sho lay back on the bed too shocked to move as Nino thanked the crew on their behalf and talked to the magazine manager about the interview occurring in an hour.
Sho didn’t remember anything past Nino’s kiss that day.
January 2012
“Sho-chan, you are so corny,” Aiba lamented as he read the interview.
“The magazine is already in its second printing because of this spread, but seriously, Sho-kun, I’d be embarrassed by your responses in this interview. Everyone is going to read this!” Jun not so helpfully added.
Sho merely sat in his chair next to the couch, looking down at his shoes. The magazine had sold out the day it hit newsstands thanks to all the insane publicity surrounding him and Nino’s simulated “bed scene”. The news stations were even interviewing the camera man who was claiming to have never felt so much sexual energy in a room before and proclaiming that only Arashi could pull off such an amazing feeling.
Too bad Sho had fudged the interview and his band mates would not let him forget it as he could hear them laughing at each line. He buried his head further down and covered his ears. This embarrassment would follow him forever.
“Oi! Leave, Sho-chan alone!”
Or so he thought. Sho looked up to see Nino had entered the room and snatched the magazine from the others. The three were too shocked to say anything as Nino stomped over to where Sho was sitting, plopped himself down on Sho’s lap, and kissed him. Really kissed him. Long and hard. He was pretty sure he felt a tongue touch his own at some point.
When Nino pulled back and smiled down at Sho’s dazed face, all Sho could utter was “you’re good enough to give my last name to.” Nino’s face immediately contorted with humor and the room erupted with laughter as his band mates fell all over themselves at the sound of Sho’s lame confession.
“He said it! He said it!” Aiba exclaimed from the floor.
Sho’s face reddened as he burrowed his face into Nino’s chest, the younger man’s laughter continuing to assault his well beat up ego. The other three continued to roll on the floor in glee as Nino’s laughter subsided to a mere chuckle and he put his arms around the man determined to disappear into his chest. “It’s ok, Sakurai. I’d gladly take your last name.”
Sho smiled gratefully into his chest and Nino felt it.
Of course, their heartfelt moment only lasted a mere second as Jun had snatched up the magazine again and finally noticed the topic for the next month.
Clown Arashi.
“NINOMIYA!” Nino immediately darted up from Sho’s lap and down the hallway as Jun chased him with the rolled up magazine.
“Sho would make a cute clown~!” Nino squealed from down the hall.
Indeed. He probably would. Maybe, if he weren’t secretly afraid of them. Ninomiya. Damn him.
-FIN-
Sorry this was so late wildlotus2006! Comments are always welcome!
Author: all4cyanide
Pairing: Sakumiya
Rating: PG-13 for faux sexy times
Genre: Heavily hinted at smut, slight crack
Disclaimer: I don't own these two supremely sexy men much to my dismay.
Author's note: Wrote this after a Twitter conversation with wildlotus2006 about photoshoots and Sakumiya and something... idk. Just know beauty emerged and it's here.
Sexy Arashi
December 2011
“Here’s the latest issue of your current magazines, guys. Rehearsal will start within the hour.” Their manager threw the magazines down on the table and exited the room, resuming his conversation on his cell phone. Sho reached for that month’s non-no to peruse their regular serial because he found it to be amusing and fun.
He wasn’t disappointed.
Aiba and Nino had gone shopping for presents and seemed to have had all sorts of fun at an antique toy store. He grinned as he read through the article and was about to turn the page when he noticed the topic for next month: “Sexy Arashi” chosen by Aiba Masaki. Sho’s eyes glanced up at the red haired guy sitting across from him giggling over a picture of Leader in some movie magazine and looked back down at the article. The reasoning behind Aiba’s choice annoyed Sho more than it flattered him: “Sho is the sexiest in Arashi and Nino makes lovely faces. *giggle* I think they’ll be the best for this topic, don’t you think?”
Sho cleared his throat and sneaked a peek at Nino who was unexpectedly staring right at him, a smirk on his face. He felt his face get hot for some unexplainable reason and coughed.
“You okay, Sho-chan?” inquired Jun.
Sho gave Nino a questioning look and then smiled up at Jun. “Yeah. I’m fine.” He could hear Nino snicker, but didn’t look his way again. The magazine will probably just make them stare sexily at the camera as per usual so he didn’t understand what he was getting all worked up over. That’s what would happen. Most likely. Yes. Just like that.
Mid-December 2011
It wasn’t like that at all, thought Sho as he and Nino arrived at the studio. The room was dimly lit with a plush bed and candelabras everywhere. It was tacky, for sure, but the sensuality was definitely there.
Sho glanced uncertainly to his side at Nino who looked right back at him and smiled.
“Well, looks like it’s more ‘sexy times Arashi’ than anything else,” Nino commented before wandering over to their dressing room. Sho sighed and followed suit into the “dressing’ room which was really just a room for them to store the clothing they came in and put on the black boxers and robes the magazine provided them.
The two of them walked out onto the set, which was pretty scarce of crew, in their black silk robes and stood silently next to the bed as they watched a lighting technician test the light surrounding them. A stylist came up and ruffled up Sho’s hair and did the same to Nino’s muttering something about “controlled bed head”, but Sho wasn’t really paying too much attention to his surroundings anymore. He was hyper aware of Nino and he couldn’t for the life of him understand why. They had participated in shoots like this before, albeit never with each other, but this wasn’t new at all and Sho reminded himself sternly that he was a professional and this was his job.
That was until he felt a small hand clutch the sleeve of his robe and the silk pulling smoothly over his skin. He turned his head sharply and met Ninomiya’s soft, brown eyes staring up at him and his professionalism nearly melted away. Sho smiled slowly back at Nino and the incessant clicks of the camera shutter going off was the one thing that kept his mind on track. This was work with his coworker. His cute and sometimes gorgeous coworker. His semi-nude coworker. Semi-nude. Nino. Shit.
“Sho,” Nino whispered, eyes never leaving his. He gulped and made some kind of grunting noise of acknowledgement. Nino chuckled softly, took hold of Sho’s upper arm, and leaned upwards to whisper in his ear. “Caress my face and lead me to the bed.”
Nino pulled back and Sho instantly did what he was told. His hand cupped Nino’s cheek and he leaned into Sho’s touch, smiling up at him. That smile caught Sho’s attention and his fingers ghosted over the skinny lips so close to his own.
The sound of the shutter went wild at Sho’s action, but none of that mattered to the two idols slowly easing their way to the bed. As Nino laid back, his eyes still on the taller man’s, Sho deftly undid the sash of Nino’s robe and parted it exposing the smooth chest underneath. Nino’s cheeks involuntarily flushed and he looked away embarrassed by the action. Sho chuckled as he settled himself on top of Nino, legs on either side of the fair skinned idol.
“Now, now. Don’t get all flustered, Ninomiya-san,” Sho teased, leaning back proudly on Nino’s thighs.
Smirking, Nino reached up and undid Sho’s robe, quickly exposing the chiseled chest beneath and leaning up on his elbows to bring his face closer to Sho’s.
The camera continued its furious clicking.
Nino’s fingers traced over his abs faintly. His face got closer and closer to his own and Sho tried his damndest to keep his composure, but it was getting hard. Very hard. Embarrassingly hard.
Nino’s mouth was mere centimeters from his own. He could feel his hot breath on his lips. His eyes veiled over as he met Nino’s amused eyes. His… wait, amused? Sho knew that look and was internally stunned when Nino bypassed his lips to lay his head on Sho’s shoulder, face turned away from the camera.
Burying his face in the crook of Sho’s neck, Nino whispered, “Sho-chan, your semi is poking me in the thigh.” Sho choked. “We’ll deal with it later, ne?” Nino gave Sho’s neck a little peck before the usually composed idol let out a very un-idol-like shriek and fell back, but not before Nino skillfully retied Sho’s robe so he would not embarrass himself further.
Moments later, Sho lay back on the bed too shocked to move as Nino thanked the crew on their behalf and talked to the magazine manager about the interview occurring in an hour.
Sho didn’t remember anything past Nino’s kiss that day.
January 2012
“Sho-chan, you are so corny,” Aiba lamented as he read the interview.
“The magazine is already in its second printing because of this spread, but seriously, Sho-kun, I’d be embarrassed by your responses in this interview. Everyone is going to read this!” Jun not so helpfully added.
Sho merely sat in his chair next to the couch, looking down at his shoes. The magazine had sold out the day it hit newsstands thanks to all the insane publicity surrounding him and Nino’s simulated “bed scene”. The news stations were even interviewing the camera man who was claiming to have never felt so much sexual energy in a room before and proclaiming that only Arashi could pull off such an amazing feeling.
Too bad Sho had fudged the interview and his band mates would not let him forget it as he could hear them laughing at each line. He buried his head further down and covered his ears. This embarrassment would follow him forever.
“Oi! Leave, Sho-chan alone!”
Or so he thought. Sho looked up to see Nino had entered the room and snatched the magazine from the others. The three were too shocked to say anything as Nino stomped over to where Sho was sitting, plopped himself down on Sho’s lap, and kissed him. Really kissed him. Long and hard. He was pretty sure he felt a tongue touch his own at some point.
When Nino pulled back and smiled down at Sho’s dazed face, all Sho could utter was “you’re good enough to give my last name to.” Nino’s face immediately contorted with humor and the room erupted with laughter as his band mates fell all over themselves at the sound of Sho’s lame confession.
“He said it! He said it!” Aiba exclaimed from the floor.
Sho’s face reddened as he burrowed his face into Nino’s chest, the younger man’s laughter continuing to assault his well beat up ego. The other three continued to roll on the floor in glee as Nino’s laughter subsided to a mere chuckle and he put his arms around the man determined to disappear into his chest. “It’s ok, Sakurai. I’d gladly take your last name.”
Sho smiled gratefully into his chest and Nino felt it.
Of course, their heartfelt moment only lasted a mere second as Jun had snatched up the magazine again and finally noticed the topic for the next month.
Clown Arashi.
“NINOMIYA!” Nino immediately darted up from Sho’s lap and down the hallway as Jun chased him with the rolled up magazine.
“Sho would make a cute clown~!” Nino squealed from down the hall.
Indeed. He probably would. Maybe, if he weren’t secretly afraid of them. Ninomiya. Damn him.
-FIN-
Sorry this was so late wildlotus2006! Comments are always welcome!