Title: Touch
Author:
bubblexxtea Genre(s): General/Drabble/Smut
Rating: R
Warning(s): Masturbation
Pairing(s): Implied Kai x Ruki
Disclaimer: I do not, in no way in shape or form, own these men. They belong to themselves. I only own the plot and idea.
Synopsis: He couldn’t stop the groan from rumbling deeply in the back of his throat and the way his eyes nearly shut at the sensation he receives from his actions.
A/N: I was in the mood for a bit of smut~
Kai hated to touch himself, but there were times when he couldn’t help it. When swirls of rich auburn, with a touch of brown, hair and mischievous dark brown eyes taunt and pick at his mind, his hand automatically tosses aside the pen he was currently holding at the point in time to gently glide down his body while his eyes flicker to the door of the band’s practice room briefly. He takes his cock into his hand cruelly-as if punishing it for stealing his time away from papers that needed to be looked over-and swipe the pad of his thumb against the head of his cock, the way he does it every time he takes him in his sinfully smooth, warm, smaller hands. He couldn’t stop the groan from rumbling deeply in the back of his throat and the way his eyes nearly shut at the sensation he receives from his actions. He begins to stroke himself a bit more firmly, his hand blurring as he pumps faster and faster while licking his lips and sinking a bit more within his seat to spread his legs a little wider. The thought of his sinfully capturing creature always continuously plays at his mind’s eyes, imaging it was him jerking him off, gazing at him with those piercing eyes, whispering his demand for him to come… moaning his name and urging him on to come right within his hands…
Kai always comes silently, barely muffling his cry by biting onto his bottom lip, but he couldn’t stop the way his hips jerked sharply into his hand that continued to milk him for all that he was worth, or the way his head tilted back to thump loudly against the back of his chair while his eyes squinted shut tightly. In his mind, he always replies for Ruki-in reality as well-but his mouth would not allow the name to slip out. When it’s over, Kai cleans up briskly after catching his breath for the moment before summoning his pen and returning back to another late overnight session of playing ‘leader-sama’ while looking forward to getting home to a fuming, and possibly slumbering, vocalist and be faced with a sure promise of ‘bitching and moaning’ for staying at the P&S company all night.