[Fic] Walk in the Park
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The only non-fiction is Naoto and Naoki as the papa and mama of 3JSB. >D
Rating: G - M
A/N: Random prompts given by kalina_x. Some can be taken platonically. Some are pretty obvious.
Krump Soulmates - Dog
“Naoki-san, if I have a dog, I’ll name him after you,” declared Takanori.
Naoki did a double-take. “Why?”
His eyes twinkled with mirth. “Because I know he will be a loyal companion who loves me wholeheartedly, just like how Naoki-san loves Exile and Sandaime JSB,” said the younger man gleefully, noting the furious blush spreading across Naoki’s cheeks.
Wait till Naoto-san hears about this.
TakaSho - Chair
He climbed on top of Shokichi.
Straddling him, pinning him to the chair, Takahiro eliminated his would-be escape plans by the barricade of his arms and body. He smirked at Shokichi’s reddening face and pressed the advantage. Swooping down, he captured those tempting lips, sucking softly, revelling in his sweet moans.
Shokichi tasted like sugar.
Yokosuka - Rug
He ground down against his clothed groin, earning a sharp hiss from the man below him. Leaning down so that his face was close to his, Tetsuya smiled down at Kenchi, sprawled on the rug in his living room.
“Tonight, I’m going to give it to you hard. Let’s see how long you can last,” he purred, pressing himself down against his stirring member.
“Damn you, Tetsuya, I’m going to get rugburn later,” Kenchi complained, biting his lip as Tetsuya licked and sucked his way down his chest.
“I’m sure they’ll fit your ruggedly good looks,” said Tetsuya before freeing his member with a triumphant smirk and lowering his mouth around it.
Kenchi screamed.
OmiRyu - Tree
It was undeniably the worst mistake he’d ever made.
The most devastating, sweetest, tormenting lapse in judgment Ryuji had ever experienced.
The memory of soft, pink, moist lips parting for him, the sound of moans in surrender, the feel of shaking hands gripping and pushing Omi against the tree, the flurry of sakura petals raining gently down onto them was something he could never forget.
With trembling fingers, Ryuji covered his eyes and groaned.
He was royally screwed.
NaoNao - Box
“Nozaki’s height perception is terrible!” Naoto cried, gasping from peals of laughter as he fell back on the couch. His manga smacked against Naoki’s head, earning a yelp from the younger man sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the couch. Naoki was holding another manga volume he borrowed earlier from his co-leader.
“Does that mean we will require boxes to help you gain all the height advantage in photoshoots?” asked Naoki, grimly rubbing his head.
“You did not just go there, Naoki-kun,” growled Naoto before rolling off and tackling him to the floor.
Rating: G - M
A/N: Random prompts given by kalina_x. Some can be taken platonically. Some are pretty obvious.
Krump Soulmates - Dog
“Naoki-san, if I have a dog, I’ll name him after you,” declared Takanori.
Naoki did a double-take. “Why?”
His eyes twinkled with mirth. “Because I know he will be a loyal companion who loves me wholeheartedly, just like how Naoki-san loves Exile and Sandaime JSB,” said the younger man gleefully, noting the furious blush spreading across Naoki’s cheeks.
Wait till Naoto-san hears about this.
TakaSho - Chair
He climbed on top of Shokichi.
Straddling him, pinning him to the chair, Takahiro eliminated his would-be escape plans by the barricade of his arms and body. He smirked at Shokichi’s reddening face and pressed the advantage. Swooping down, he captured those tempting lips, sucking softly, revelling in his sweet moans.
Shokichi tasted like sugar.
Yokosuka - Rug
He ground down against his clothed groin, earning a sharp hiss from the man below him. Leaning down so that his face was close to his, Tetsuya smiled down at Kenchi, sprawled on the rug in his living room.
“Tonight, I’m going to give it to you hard. Let’s see how long you can last,” he purred, pressing himself down against his stirring member.
“Damn you, Tetsuya, I’m going to get rugburn later,” Kenchi complained, biting his lip as Tetsuya licked and sucked his way down his chest.
“I’m sure they’ll fit your ruggedly good looks,” said Tetsuya before freeing his member with a triumphant smirk and lowering his mouth around it.
Kenchi screamed.
OmiRyu - Tree
It was undeniably the worst mistake he’d ever made.
The most devastating, sweetest, tormenting lapse in judgment Ryuji had ever experienced.
The memory of soft, pink, moist lips parting for him, the sound of moans in surrender, the feel of shaking hands gripping and pushing Omi against the tree, the flurry of sakura petals raining gently down onto them was something he could never forget.
With trembling fingers, Ryuji covered his eyes and groaned.
He was royally screwed.
NaoNao - Box
“Nozaki’s height perception is terrible!” Naoto cried, gasping from peals of laughter as he fell back on the couch. His manga smacked against Naoki’s head, earning a yelp from the younger man sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the couch. Naoki was holding another manga volume he borrowed earlier from his co-leader.
“Does that mean we will require boxes to help you gain all the height advantage in photoshoots?” asked Naoki, grimly rubbing his head.
“You did not just go there, Naoki-kun,” growled Naoto before rolling off and tackling him to the floor.