[fic] [oneshot] Cherry Ice Cream
TITLE: Cherry Ice Cream
AUTHOR: black_and_color
PAIRING: Yokokura
LENGTH: 2293words
RATING: PG-13 turns to Nc-17
GENRE: fluff, smut
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own anything but my imagination
SUMMARY: Ohkura loves cherry, and he never forget to eat cherry-ice cream when he got home after work. One day he forgot to buy some and the shop already closed; so he wonder if maybe Yoko's lips taste more yummy to replace the cherry...
Ohkura checked his fridge.
Yummy ice-cream here we go!
He didn’t have to eat ice cream every time he came from work but something in him really enjoyed it. It had become quite a ritual to him actually. Letting the stress melt away and replacing it with the sweetness that washed over him as he tasted the cherry ice cream was the best thing ever.
If anyone called him an addict he wouldn’t deny it. It was too hard to live without the rich flavor of cherry in his mouth.
As a result of his obsession to eat the cherry flavored ice cream, he frequently had to sneak into a store and buy some. The cashiers all knew him and who he was. Ohkura didn’t know this, but among the cashiers he was quite a famous guy. Everyone wanted to be the one to charge him for the ice cream and catch a glimpse of his gorgeous face.
He knew today he’d have to go buy some more. He only had one scoop worth left in the bucket and frankly one scoop was not enough.
Ohkura got out of bed sluggishly.
Oh shit!
He had forgotten to set up his alarm clock on and as a result he was going to be late to his photo shoot.
Why didn’t anyone wake me up?!
He looked at his phone; *** missed calls. There was at least five from every member and a few hundred from the managers and staff.
Ohkura threw on whatever he could find and went off hurriedly.
Why the f**k did I switch it to silent mode?!?!
---
A long hard day.
That’s what this day was to him.
He had gotten scolded several times by many people. Because of his being late to the photo shoot, there was less time for them to film for one of their regular shows. It was all a big mess and people were trying to make up for all the time Ohkura lost. As it was Kanjani8’s schedule was pretty tight. They didn’t need more stress of having to do things right and in a hurry.
The members were glad they weren’t Ohkura.
After all, nobody wanted to have the other members throw dirty “I’m going to kill you after this” glances at them.
Ryo, Hina, Subaru, and Yoko even ganged up on him and teased him about being spoild or something like that.
Maru and Yasu were a bit irritated but it wasn’t like that was the first time Ohkura had been late. After a while when work was about to be over, Hina told him with a way to serious face not to do it again.
Subaru looked angry when the other members where around, but as soon as they were left alone he smiled and forgave him saying that it happened to all of them, especially when they were doing something they weren’t supposed to be doing the previous night. Subaru poked around asking Ohkura if he had been doing anything naughty last night with a wide psychotic-but-cute grin on his face only to realize Ohkura really had just overslept.
Yoko and Ryo wouldn’t even talk to him because they were so upset and annoyed.
---
Ohkura kicked off his shoes and dragged his feet across the living room slamming himself face down on the couch.
Today had been a long day indeed. Part of him felt like crying, another part screaming, another part lying there forever.
*Ding, Dong*
The bell for his door was rung. He picked up his head immediately and ran over to the door. Looking through the peephole he saw Yokoyama standing there: glasses on, black pants, and a huge dark blue jacket on. Nights were getting colder. Ohkura knew he had to open the door even though he didn’t want to.
He turned the doorknob.
“Yo” was all Yoko said before inviting himself into Ohkura’s apartment. “You’re probably wondering why I’m here” Yokoyama said stepping out of his shoes and making his way to the living room. Ohkura rolled his eyes as he closed the door. He was extremely annoyed. “I came to make sure that tomorrow you’ll wake up on time. Where’s your phone?” Yoko said with his palm open towards Ohkura expecting the phone to drop down on his hand.
“It’s in my room” Ohkura said in a low voice.
“Then what are you waiting for? Go get it!”
Ohkura reluctantly went into his room. He sorted through some things before finally finding his phone. He went back to the living room.
Yoko wasn’t there.
Ohkura began to wonder if Yokoyama had been his imagination playing tricks on him. He tossed the phone on the couch and remembered that the reason he felt so tired was because he still hadn’t eaten his ice cream.
He walked over to the kitchen.
The sight horrified him.
Yokoyama was standing there with a spoon in his mouth and the empty tub of ice cream on one hand.
“WHAT DID YOU DO?!?!?!?!?!”
Yoko grinned. “Oh, I was hungry and I thought you wouldn’t mind me eating this because there was so little of it left.”
Ohkura ripped the tub of ice cream away from Yoko and stared in disbelief from the empty bucket back to his friend.
Yokoyama giggled at the strange sight of Ohkura looking like a complete addict going through withdrawal. “That’s a funny face”
Ohkura’s disbelief turned into rage. “Did you find your phone?” Again Yoko held out his hand. He was going to taste that Cherry Ice Cream no matter what.
Ohkura grabbed Yoko’s hand and pulled him over swiftly. “What are you-?”
Ohkura pressed his lips on Yoko’s. His tongue searching for the taste of cherries in Yoko’s mouth.
Yokoyama tried forcing himself away from the hungry beast that was Ohkura who was now passionately kissing his sensitive lips. Ohkura’s muscular arms weren’t just for drumming. Yokoyama was locked into place and running out of air. He felt that he could pass out at any moment and Ohkura wouldn’t even notice. On top of all that his temperature was rising at the thought of the invasion going on in his mouth.
Ohkura pulled away.
“You shouldn’t have eaten that ice cream.” He said between gasps still holding on to the older one. Yoko was panting as if he had just ran a relay race, but that didn’t stop his had from taking a fistful of Ohkura’s hair and pulling on it while saying “You shouldn’t have been late.”
Ohkura pushed Yoko up against his kitchen wall.
The battle for dominance began. It wasn’t really at the point of unusual anymore.
Ohkura grinded up against Yoko as he plastered him to the wall with a forceful kiss. He searched for the flavor of the ice cream in his mouth and lips once more.
The first time that Ohkura kissed him the taste kind of did linger in Yoko’s mouth and this time it was very faint. He was surprised that Yoko was pushing up against him too. Yoko pulled on Ohkura’s hair and forced the kiss to end.
“Do you really want to know what I taste like?” Yoko said proactively. Kanjani8 had frequent orgies with random girls and sometimes no girls at all but every time they did, Ohkura never really got to stay with Yoko long. Mostly they would just kiss during those “group parties” then go off with some other member and either bang or get banged.
This was the first time Yoko and Ohkura had been alone. Yoko certainly thought many times about what Ohkura tasted like ever since he saw that Anan Issue with him in it.
Certainly Ohkura had also wondered what Yoko tasted like.
Ohkura smirked. “What I want to know is how much you can handle me?” He pulled on Yoko’s hair this time. Yoko bit his lip and leaned in to kiss Ohkura.
“I can handle anything.”
In no time Ohkura had pinned Yoko down in his bed. Yoko’s dark blue jacket had been tossed somewhere along the way to Ohkura’s room. Ohkura pulled up Yoko’s shirt in the middle of yet another deep kiss caressing the sensitive skin beneath the shirt.
“Your glasses are getting in my way Yokocho” Ohkura said gruffly in the middle of the deep kiss.
Yoko smiled and took them off placing them on the younger one’s bedside table. He went back to bed and helped Ohkura out of his shirt licking the younger one’s jaw line getting low moans as a response. Ohkura pulled off his belt in a swift move while Yoko began to kiss under his collarbone.
“Yoko~”
Yokoyama immediately understood. He unbuttoned Ohkura’s pants and let his dick go free. He took hold of it and immediately began to stroke it with his long fingers up and down. Yoko began to talk dirty.
“Did you ever wonder what cherry ice cream would be like around your cock?”
“Now I do~” Was all that managed to escape from Ohkura’s lips.
Yoko took in all of Ohkura in his mouth and gagged a little. He began to suck on it and bob his head up and down. Ohkura moaned softly.
“Yoko~ wait” it took him all his strength to utter these words.
Yoko stopped and looked up at Ohkura with his penis still in his mouth. *Hmm?* he voiced muffling into Ohkura’s dick which sent shivers up the other’s spine.
“I wanted to see if you could handle me ♥”
Yoko smiled around his cock and proceeded to take one long suck of it ending with a popping sound. “Go ahead” Yoko said “let’s see if you really can satisfy me”
It was almost intimidating to Ohkura. This was going to be his first time with Yoko after all. He knew he had to give him a good fuck or else Yoko would probably complain about him the next day to the rest of the members.
Yoko waited for Ohkura to make the first move. At this point, Ohkura was completely naked but Yoko was still wearing his dark tight pants and a regular fitting dark green t-shirt.
Ohkura moved closer.
First of all he was going to have to get rid of all those clothes. He got the sides of Yoko’s waist and began to trail his hands on the bare skin under the shirt. He pinned Yoko down again to the bed, but this time he lifted the shirt up and kissed Yoko’s chest and stomach. He licked the sensitive areas around Yoko’s nipples and began to suck on them. Yoko took his own shirt off as Ohkura began to do that.
Ohkura’s kisses made their way down to Yoko’s happy trail.
He unbuttoned Yoko’s pants with his mouth. Yoko looked down surprised.
“So you can use your mouth for more than just eating~” Yoko said in wonder.
Ohkura continued. He unzipped Yoko’s pants with his mouth too.
Yoko laid back.
With one swift move Yoko’s pants were off and soon after shifting positions a bit his underwear was gone with that.
Ohkura continued on Yoko’s chest sucking on certain sensitive parts and licking and biting others. Yoko was quietly moaning away. Yoko led Ohkura’s face back up to his own face and kissed his lips hungrily. Ohkura took that opportunity to extend his hand out in order to grab the lube that was right on top of his bedside table. He broke the kiss away to make sure that what he got was the lube and nothing else. Yoko sucked on his earlobe and trailed kisses all over his jaw while his hands went about groping the younger one.
Ohkura turned to Yoko now that he had the lube and Yoko began to kiss Ohkura’s collar and shoulders. Ohkura stuck a lubricated finger into Yoko.
Yoko moaned slightly.
“Hurry up” He said shortly afterwords.
“If I don’t prepare you it’ll hurt” Ohkura said in his defense.
Yoko pushed down on Ohkura’s finger. “If I could take Hina, I could take you”
Ohkura smiled.
In no time he was trusting in and out of Yoko doggie style.
This time Yoko was moaning loudly.
Hina always prepared Yoko and took it slow at first, but because the older one had dared compare him to Hina Ohkura played it rough.
No preparation. No slowness. Just Raw. Raw hardcore thrusting.
Yoko was in a world of pain but somehow he enjoyed it. Certainly at least Ohkura wasn’t taking it slow anymore. Yoko began to feel the pleasure as his tight body became used to the invasion.
Ohkura’s hands went to Yoko’s hard erection and began pumping. Yoko dropped his head. Ohkura’s hands were like heaven and it was an added plus to have Ohkura inside of him too.
Thrusting. Thrusting. Thrusting.
Yoko enjoyed every bit of it wondering who was going to cum first.
Ohkura was letting out low guttural sounds as Yoko placed his hand on top of the hands that were jacking him off. Yoko sped up the pace and began to moan louder. Maybe I’ll cum first
Ohkura felt Yoko tighten up around him when he hit a certain spot.
“Right- -there” Yoko rasped deeply. That was the spot.
Ohkura went on and on. Yoko was reaching his limit.
“Oh-ku-ohku-raAH!” He came all over both of their hands. A few more thrusts and Ohkura was done too coming inside of Yoko.
They both collapsed on opposite sides of the bed. Ohkura licked his hand.
“Yokoyama-kun, you don’t taste like cherry ice cream at all.”
Yoko slightly punched his shoulder with whatever strength he had left on his arm.
“Of course I don’t! I taste better ♥”
AUTHOR: black_and_color
PAIRING: Yokokura
LENGTH: 2293words
RATING: PG-13 turns to Nc-17
GENRE: fluff, smut
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own anything but my imagination
SUMMARY: Ohkura loves cherry, and he never forget to eat cherry-ice cream when he got home after work. One day he forgot to buy some and the shop already closed; so he wonder if maybe Yoko's lips taste more yummy to replace the cherry...
Ohkura checked his fridge.
Yummy ice-cream here we go!
He didn’t have to eat ice cream every time he came from work but something in him really enjoyed it. It had become quite a ritual to him actually. Letting the stress melt away and replacing it with the sweetness that washed over him as he tasted the cherry ice cream was the best thing ever.
If anyone called him an addict he wouldn’t deny it. It was too hard to live without the rich flavor of cherry in his mouth.
As a result of his obsession to eat the cherry flavored ice cream, he frequently had to sneak into a store and buy some. The cashiers all knew him and who he was. Ohkura didn’t know this, but among the cashiers he was quite a famous guy. Everyone wanted to be the one to charge him for the ice cream and catch a glimpse of his gorgeous face.
He knew today he’d have to go buy some more. He only had one scoop worth left in the bucket and frankly one scoop was not enough.
Ohkura got out of bed sluggishly.
Oh shit!
He had forgotten to set up his alarm clock on and as a result he was going to be late to his photo shoot.
Why didn’t anyone wake me up?!
He looked at his phone; *** missed calls. There was at least five from every member and a few hundred from the managers and staff.
Ohkura threw on whatever he could find and went off hurriedly.
Why the f**k did I switch it to silent mode?!?!
---
A long hard day.
That’s what this day was to him.
He had gotten scolded several times by many people. Because of his being late to the photo shoot, there was less time for them to film for one of their regular shows. It was all a big mess and people were trying to make up for all the time Ohkura lost. As it was Kanjani8’s schedule was pretty tight. They didn’t need more stress of having to do things right and in a hurry.
The members were glad they weren’t Ohkura.
After all, nobody wanted to have the other members throw dirty “I’m going to kill you after this” glances at them.
Ryo, Hina, Subaru, and Yoko even ganged up on him and teased him about being spoild or something like that.
Maru and Yasu were a bit irritated but it wasn’t like that was the first time Ohkura had been late. After a while when work was about to be over, Hina told him with a way to serious face not to do it again.
Subaru looked angry when the other members where around, but as soon as they were left alone he smiled and forgave him saying that it happened to all of them, especially when they were doing something they weren’t supposed to be doing the previous night. Subaru poked around asking Ohkura if he had been doing anything naughty last night with a wide psychotic-but-cute grin on his face only to realize Ohkura really had just overslept.
Yoko and Ryo wouldn’t even talk to him because they were so upset and annoyed.
---
Ohkura kicked off his shoes and dragged his feet across the living room slamming himself face down on the couch.
Today had been a long day indeed. Part of him felt like crying, another part screaming, another part lying there forever.
*Ding, Dong*
The bell for his door was rung. He picked up his head immediately and ran over to the door. Looking through the peephole he saw Yokoyama standing there: glasses on, black pants, and a huge dark blue jacket on. Nights were getting colder. Ohkura knew he had to open the door even though he didn’t want to.
He turned the doorknob.
“Yo” was all Yoko said before inviting himself into Ohkura’s apartment. “You’re probably wondering why I’m here” Yokoyama said stepping out of his shoes and making his way to the living room. Ohkura rolled his eyes as he closed the door. He was extremely annoyed. “I came to make sure that tomorrow you’ll wake up on time. Where’s your phone?” Yoko said with his palm open towards Ohkura expecting the phone to drop down on his hand.
“It’s in my room” Ohkura said in a low voice.
“Then what are you waiting for? Go get it!”
Ohkura reluctantly went into his room. He sorted through some things before finally finding his phone. He went back to the living room.
Yoko wasn’t there.
Ohkura began to wonder if Yokoyama had been his imagination playing tricks on him. He tossed the phone on the couch and remembered that the reason he felt so tired was because he still hadn’t eaten his ice cream.
He walked over to the kitchen.
The sight horrified him.
Yokoyama was standing there with a spoon in his mouth and the empty tub of ice cream on one hand.
“WHAT DID YOU DO?!?!?!?!?!”
Yoko grinned. “Oh, I was hungry and I thought you wouldn’t mind me eating this because there was so little of it left.”
Ohkura ripped the tub of ice cream away from Yoko and stared in disbelief from the empty bucket back to his friend.
Yokoyama giggled at the strange sight of Ohkura looking like a complete addict going through withdrawal. “That’s a funny face”
Ohkura’s disbelief turned into rage. “Did you find your phone?” Again Yoko held out his hand. He was going to taste that Cherry Ice Cream no matter what.
Ohkura grabbed Yoko’s hand and pulled him over swiftly. “What are you-?”
Ohkura pressed his lips on Yoko’s. His tongue searching for the taste of cherries in Yoko’s mouth.
Yokoyama tried forcing himself away from the hungry beast that was Ohkura who was now passionately kissing his sensitive lips. Ohkura’s muscular arms weren’t just for drumming. Yokoyama was locked into place and running out of air. He felt that he could pass out at any moment and Ohkura wouldn’t even notice. On top of all that his temperature was rising at the thought of the invasion going on in his mouth.
Ohkura pulled away.
“You shouldn’t have eaten that ice cream.” He said between gasps still holding on to the older one. Yoko was panting as if he had just ran a relay race, but that didn’t stop his had from taking a fistful of Ohkura’s hair and pulling on it while saying “You shouldn’t have been late.”
Ohkura pushed Yoko up against his kitchen wall.
The battle for dominance began. It wasn’t really at the point of unusual anymore.
Ohkura grinded up against Yoko as he plastered him to the wall with a forceful kiss. He searched for the flavor of the ice cream in his mouth and lips once more.
The first time that Ohkura kissed him the taste kind of did linger in Yoko’s mouth and this time it was very faint. He was surprised that Yoko was pushing up against him too. Yoko pulled on Ohkura’s hair and forced the kiss to end.
“Do you really want to know what I taste like?” Yoko said proactively. Kanjani8 had frequent orgies with random girls and sometimes no girls at all but every time they did, Ohkura never really got to stay with Yoko long. Mostly they would just kiss during those “group parties” then go off with some other member and either bang or get banged.
This was the first time Yoko and Ohkura had been alone. Yoko certainly thought many times about what Ohkura tasted like ever since he saw that Anan Issue with him in it.
Certainly Ohkura had also wondered what Yoko tasted like.
Ohkura smirked. “What I want to know is how much you can handle me?” He pulled on Yoko’s hair this time. Yoko bit his lip and leaned in to kiss Ohkura.
“I can handle anything.”
In no time Ohkura had pinned Yoko down in his bed. Yoko’s dark blue jacket had been tossed somewhere along the way to Ohkura’s room. Ohkura pulled up Yoko’s shirt in the middle of yet another deep kiss caressing the sensitive skin beneath the shirt.
“Your glasses are getting in my way Yokocho” Ohkura said gruffly in the middle of the deep kiss.
Yoko smiled and took them off placing them on the younger one’s bedside table. He went back to bed and helped Ohkura out of his shirt licking the younger one’s jaw line getting low moans as a response. Ohkura pulled off his belt in a swift move while Yoko began to kiss under his collarbone.
“Yoko~”
Yokoyama immediately understood. He unbuttoned Ohkura’s pants and let his dick go free. He took hold of it and immediately began to stroke it with his long fingers up and down. Yoko began to talk dirty.
“Did you ever wonder what cherry ice cream would be like around your cock?”
“Now I do~” Was all that managed to escape from Ohkura’s lips.
Yoko took in all of Ohkura in his mouth and gagged a little. He began to suck on it and bob his head up and down. Ohkura moaned softly.
“Yoko~ wait” it took him all his strength to utter these words.
Yoko stopped and looked up at Ohkura with his penis still in his mouth. *Hmm?* he voiced muffling into Ohkura’s dick which sent shivers up the other’s spine.
“I wanted to see if you could handle me ♥”
Yoko smiled around his cock and proceeded to take one long suck of it ending with a popping sound. “Go ahead” Yoko said “let’s see if you really can satisfy me”
It was almost intimidating to Ohkura. This was going to be his first time with Yoko after all. He knew he had to give him a good fuck or else Yoko would probably complain about him the next day to the rest of the members.
Yoko waited for Ohkura to make the first move. At this point, Ohkura was completely naked but Yoko was still wearing his dark tight pants and a regular fitting dark green t-shirt.
Ohkura moved closer.
First of all he was going to have to get rid of all those clothes. He got the sides of Yoko’s waist and began to trail his hands on the bare skin under the shirt. He pinned Yoko down again to the bed, but this time he lifted the shirt up and kissed Yoko’s chest and stomach. He licked the sensitive areas around Yoko’s nipples and began to suck on them. Yoko took his own shirt off as Ohkura began to do that.
Ohkura’s kisses made their way down to Yoko’s happy trail.
He unbuttoned Yoko’s pants with his mouth. Yoko looked down surprised.
“So you can use your mouth for more than just eating~” Yoko said in wonder.
Ohkura continued. He unzipped Yoko’s pants with his mouth too.
Yoko laid back.
With one swift move Yoko’s pants were off and soon after shifting positions a bit his underwear was gone with that.
Ohkura continued on Yoko’s chest sucking on certain sensitive parts and licking and biting others. Yoko was quietly moaning away. Yoko led Ohkura’s face back up to his own face and kissed his lips hungrily. Ohkura took that opportunity to extend his hand out in order to grab the lube that was right on top of his bedside table. He broke the kiss away to make sure that what he got was the lube and nothing else. Yoko sucked on his earlobe and trailed kisses all over his jaw while his hands went about groping the younger one.
Ohkura turned to Yoko now that he had the lube and Yoko began to kiss Ohkura’s collar and shoulders. Ohkura stuck a lubricated finger into Yoko.
Yoko moaned slightly.
“Hurry up” He said shortly afterwords.
“If I don’t prepare you it’ll hurt” Ohkura said in his defense.
Yoko pushed down on Ohkura’s finger. “If I could take Hina, I could take you”
Ohkura smiled.
In no time he was trusting in and out of Yoko doggie style.
This time Yoko was moaning loudly.
Hina always prepared Yoko and took it slow at first, but because the older one had dared compare him to Hina Ohkura played it rough.
No preparation. No slowness. Just Raw. Raw hardcore thrusting.
Yoko was in a world of pain but somehow he enjoyed it. Certainly at least Ohkura wasn’t taking it slow anymore. Yoko began to feel the pleasure as his tight body became used to the invasion.
Ohkura’s hands went to Yoko’s hard erection and began pumping. Yoko dropped his head. Ohkura’s hands were like heaven and it was an added plus to have Ohkura inside of him too.
Thrusting. Thrusting. Thrusting.
Yoko enjoyed every bit of it wondering who was going to cum first.
Ohkura was letting out low guttural sounds as Yoko placed his hand on top of the hands that were jacking him off. Yoko sped up the pace and began to moan louder. Maybe I’ll cum first
Ohkura felt Yoko tighten up around him when he hit a certain spot.
“Right- -there” Yoko rasped deeply. That was the spot.
Ohkura went on and on. Yoko was reaching his limit.
“Oh-ku-ohku-raAH!” He came all over both of their hands. A few more thrusts and Ohkura was done too coming inside of Yoko.
They both collapsed on opposite sides of the bed. Ohkura licked his hand.
“Yokoyama-kun, you don’t taste like cherry ice cream at all.”
Yoko slightly punched his shoulder with whatever strength he had left on his arm.
“Of course I don’t! I taste better ♥”