service with a smile
Title: Service With a Smile
Pairing/Group: Ueda Tatsuya/Nakamaru Yuichi/Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
Rating/Warnings: NC-17-- sort-of AU, facials and voyeurism
Word Count: 1187
Summary: It's good to be in charge.
Notes: Written for the ficmeme, originally posted here.
It’s hard, being in charge of everything, but it’s oh so worth it. One of the many perks of being Dictator is all the help; Ueda’s favorite “helpers” do so much more than ensure that his daily affairs are kept on track, or make sure that his quarters are neat and tidy. They cater to his every whim, especially in the bedroom.
His Junno is slim and tall and very flexible, hair dark and gaze darker. Koki isn’t quite as tall, but he’s just as bendable; his eyes are a touch softer than Junno’s, though. The two of them work well together, even when all Ueda wants them to do is entertain him. Sometimes he orders them to fuck each other, to fight for who tops. Other days, he asks them to pamper him, Koki sitting in the bath with him and carefully washing him while Junno sprawls in his bed to warm the sheets.
Today, though, Ueda has company. His favorite general is coming to visit, and Ueda wants only the best for Nakamaru. He’s done so much for their country, and it’s obvious that Junno and Koki are infatuated with the general. Ueda thinks he might let Nakamaru have use of them, but only if he gets to watch.
Once Ueda and Nakamaru finish discussing all of the dull things regarding running the country, they retire to Ueda’s quarters. Junno and Koki are already waiting obediently in the sitting room, clothes folded neatly behind them. Ueda is pleased to note that Koki’s cheeks are already flushed, and Junno has to sit on his hands to keep from touching. Looks like they’ll cut to the chase; Nakamaru seems to already have that devious glint in his eye.
“Junno,” Ueda says, voice soft. “You’re going to get Koki ready to take the General.” Junno nods in acknowledgement, and Koki’s flush deepens.
“While he does that, Koki, you’ll come and suck me off,” Nakamaru adds. He seems pleased when Koki crawls to him to follow his order, and Ueda settles back in his chair to watch more comfortably.
The room is mostly silent as their orders are followed; during these sorts of meetings Junno’s drawl is nonexistent, and Koki only lets involuntary noises slip. While Koki unfastens Nakamaru’s trousers, Junno rises gracefully to retrieve lubrication. Ueda settles his hands on the arms of his chair, keeping them from wandering until he’s good and ready. He likes these sorts of personal challenges.
“Go,” Nakamaru says, one hand already curled into Koki’s hair. His eyes are hooded as Koki leans forward, and Ueda kind of wishes he had a better view. As it is, though, it’s nice; Nakamaru’s fingers are pale in Koki’s hair, and Koki’s back is nicely muscled. Junno returns and settles behind Koki, but angles himself so Ueda can watch as he slides one slick finger along Koki’s crease before slipping it further in.
Koki arches into Junno’s touch, and moans a little around his mouthful. He wails a little more when Nakamaru thrusts up at the same time Junno slides another finger into him. Junno glances back at Ueda, smirking a little as he makes a show of holding Koki open so that he can better see how thoroughly he’s preparing Koki.
“Make him more slick, Junno.” Ueda can’t help but slide one hand closer to his waistband as he says it. “You know how wet Nakamaru likes it.”
“Yes, sir.” Junno looks positively wicked as he follows orders and slicks his fingers again before plunging three in at once. That gets another moan from Koki, and the muscles of Nakamaru’s arm flex as he pulls him off of his dick.
Nakamaru’s voice is thick, and he seems to need a moment to gather his words. He loosens his grip on Koki’s hair and pets him gently, a complete contrast from moments earlier, and he’s a little breathless as he orders Koki to crawl into his lap. “Face your master,” he says, and Ueda can see how Koki shudders as he stands so that Nakamaru can pull him onto his lap.
Koki can’t seem to keep his eyes open, and Nakamaru hasn’t even started fucking him yet. His fingers clench into the armrests of the chair, and Nakamaru’s hands rest on Koki’s hips, loosely holding him up. He makes eye contact with Ueda as he begins to slide in and out, steadily increasing his speed, only evident in the way Koki is bouncing in his lap.
Junno seems to be indecisive, so Ueda makes up his mind for him. “Over here, Junno.”
Ueda watches as Junno settles between his spread legs, and unfastens his trousers without being prompted. It’s always nice when he shows some initiative. Across the room, Koki’s noises are getting louder, and Nakamaru is grunting with the force of his thrusts. Ueda’s so preoccupied with watching that Junno’s still-slick fingers wrapping around his cock startles him. Junno smirks up at him for a moment before Ueda glares a bit. That spurs Junno into swallowing him down almost apologetically, and Ueda settles back to enjoy the show.
Koki cries out and stiffens in Nakamaru’s hold, and the noise alone makes Ueda thrust up into Junno’s mouth. That gets him a startled moan, and even more suction. Nakamaru’s got both arms wrapped around Koki, holding him up as he finishes with a quiet gasp, and then Ueda can’t concentrate on them anymore because one of Junno’s hands is pawing at his thigh for attention.
Ueda tears his gaze away from the boneless mess that Koki and Nakamaru are, and he finally gives Junno his full attention. Satisfied, Junno’s eyes slip shut as he continues. His free hand is loosely wrapped around his cock, and Ueda won’t begrudge him that. He’s been awfully good this whole time; he’d probably only gotten to sneak a few quick gropes with Koki before Ueda and Nakamaru had entered the room.
Nearly overcome with that image, Ueda is struck with an idea. He’s close, and he uncurls his fingers from the chair to snake them into Junno’s hair. Ueda pulls him away, drawing a little whine from him, and holds Junno in place. Junno seems to realize his intentions, and strokes himself harder in anticipation.
“So good,” Ueda murmurs, and he can’t see anything after that because the sight of Junno licking his lips in expectation sends him over the edge. When he comes back to himself, Junno is finishing, Ueda’s release splashed over his cheek. He looks as wrecked as Ueda feels, and it takes a moment for Ueda to find words.
“Let Koki clean you up, Junno. Then the two of you may entertain the general in his quarters if he wishes.”
Ueda watches as they eagerly follow orders. Nakamaru grins at him, and they both watch as Koki licks Junno clean. The both of them look up at Nakamaru, and Ueda can only imagine what sort of pleading faces they’re making at him. Nakamaru nods, and salutes Ueda as he’s dragged to his own room.
Yes, Ueda thinks, it is good to be in charge.
Pairing/Group: Ueda Tatsuya/Nakamaru Yuichi/Taguchi Junnosuke/Tanaka Koki
Rating/Warnings: NC-17-- sort-of AU, facials and voyeurism
Word Count: 1187
Summary: It's good to be in charge.
Notes: Written for the ficmeme, originally posted here.
It’s hard, being in charge of everything, but it’s oh so worth it. One of the many perks of being Dictator is all the help; Ueda’s favorite “helpers” do so much more than ensure that his daily affairs are kept on track, or make sure that his quarters are neat and tidy. They cater to his every whim, especially in the bedroom.
His Junno is slim and tall and very flexible, hair dark and gaze darker. Koki isn’t quite as tall, but he’s just as bendable; his eyes are a touch softer than Junno’s, though. The two of them work well together, even when all Ueda wants them to do is entertain him. Sometimes he orders them to fuck each other, to fight for who tops. Other days, he asks them to pamper him, Koki sitting in the bath with him and carefully washing him while Junno sprawls in his bed to warm the sheets.
Today, though, Ueda has company. His favorite general is coming to visit, and Ueda wants only the best for Nakamaru. He’s done so much for their country, and it’s obvious that Junno and Koki are infatuated with the general. Ueda thinks he might let Nakamaru have use of them, but only if he gets to watch.
Once Ueda and Nakamaru finish discussing all of the dull things regarding running the country, they retire to Ueda’s quarters. Junno and Koki are already waiting obediently in the sitting room, clothes folded neatly behind them. Ueda is pleased to note that Koki’s cheeks are already flushed, and Junno has to sit on his hands to keep from touching. Looks like they’ll cut to the chase; Nakamaru seems to already have that devious glint in his eye.
“Junno,” Ueda says, voice soft. “You’re going to get Koki ready to take the General.” Junno nods in acknowledgement, and Koki’s flush deepens.
“While he does that, Koki, you’ll come and suck me off,” Nakamaru adds. He seems pleased when Koki crawls to him to follow his order, and Ueda settles back in his chair to watch more comfortably.
The room is mostly silent as their orders are followed; during these sorts of meetings Junno’s drawl is nonexistent, and Koki only lets involuntary noises slip. While Koki unfastens Nakamaru’s trousers, Junno rises gracefully to retrieve lubrication. Ueda settles his hands on the arms of his chair, keeping them from wandering until he’s good and ready. He likes these sorts of personal challenges.
“Go,” Nakamaru says, one hand already curled into Koki’s hair. His eyes are hooded as Koki leans forward, and Ueda kind of wishes he had a better view. As it is, though, it’s nice; Nakamaru’s fingers are pale in Koki’s hair, and Koki’s back is nicely muscled. Junno returns and settles behind Koki, but angles himself so Ueda can watch as he slides one slick finger along Koki’s crease before slipping it further in.
Koki arches into Junno’s touch, and moans a little around his mouthful. He wails a little more when Nakamaru thrusts up at the same time Junno slides another finger into him. Junno glances back at Ueda, smirking a little as he makes a show of holding Koki open so that he can better see how thoroughly he’s preparing Koki.
“Make him more slick, Junno.” Ueda can’t help but slide one hand closer to his waistband as he says it. “You know how wet Nakamaru likes it.”
“Yes, sir.” Junno looks positively wicked as he follows orders and slicks his fingers again before plunging three in at once. That gets another moan from Koki, and the muscles of Nakamaru’s arm flex as he pulls him off of his dick.
Nakamaru’s voice is thick, and he seems to need a moment to gather his words. He loosens his grip on Koki’s hair and pets him gently, a complete contrast from moments earlier, and he’s a little breathless as he orders Koki to crawl into his lap. “Face your master,” he says, and Ueda can see how Koki shudders as he stands so that Nakamaru can pull him onto his lap.
Koki can’t seem to keep his eyes open, and Nakamaru hasn’t even started fucking him yet. His fingers clench into the armrests of the chair, and Nakamaru’s hands rest on Koki’s hips, loosely holding him up. He makes eye contact with Ueda as he begins to slide in and out, steadily increasing his speed, only evident in the way Koki is bouncing in his lap.
Junno seems to be indecisive, so Ueda makes up his mind for him. “Over here, Junno.”
Ueda watches as Junno settles between his spread legs, and unfastens his trousers without being prompted. It’s always nice when he shows some initiative. Across the room, Koki’s noises are getting louder, and Nakamaru is grunting with the force of his thrusts. Ueda’s so preoccupied with watching that Junno’s still-slick fingers wrapping around his cock startles him. Junno smirks up at him for a moment before Ueda glares a bit. That spurs Junno into swallowing him down almost apologetically, and Ueda settles back to enjoy the show.
Koki cries out and stiffens in Nakamaru’s hold, and the noise alone makes Ueda thrust up into Junno’s mouth. That gets him a startled moan, and even more suction. Nakamaru’s got both arms wrapped around Koki, holding him up as he finishes with a quiet gasp, and then Ueda can’t concentrate on them anymore because one of Junno’s hands is pawing at his thigh for attention.
Ueda tears his gaze away from the boneless mess that Koki and Nakamaru are, and he finally gives Junno his full attention. Satisfied, Junno’s eyes slip shut as he continues. His free hand is loosely wrapped around his cock, and Ueda won’t begrudge him that. He’s been awfully good this whole time; he’d probably only gotten to sneak a few quick gropes with Koki before Ueda and Nakamaru had entered the room.
Nearly overcome with that image, Ueda is struck with an idea. He’s close, and he uncurls his fingers from the chair to snake them into Junno’s hair. Ueda pulls him away, drawing a little whine from him, and holds Junno in place. Junno seems to realize his intentions, and strokes himself harder in anticipation.
“So good,” Ueda murmurs, and he can’t see anything after that because the sight of Junno licking his lips in expectation sends him over the edge. When he comes back to himself, Junno is finishing, Ueda’s release splashed over his cheek. He looks as wrecked as Ueda feels, and it takes a moment for Ueda to find words.
“Let Koki clean you up, Junno. Then the two of you may entertain the general in his quarters if he wishes.”
Ueda watches as they eagerly follow orders. Nakamaru grins at him, and they both watch as Koki licks Junno clean. The both of them look up at Nakamaru, and Ueda can only imagine what sort of pleading faces they’re making at him. Nakamaru nods, and salutes Ueda as he’s dragged to his own room.
Yes, Ueda thinks, it is good to be in charge.