[FIC] CLUB AK47 - Chapter 10
Title : Club AK47 - Chapter 10
Author : chibitanz
Pairing : Akame, RyoKame, PiKame, RyoDa, RyoUchi, JinxOC, RyoxOC, JinDa and more to come so basically its decagon.
Disclaimer : dont own no shit but the plot.
Ratings : NC 17
Warnings : dont fucking read in a hurry. i tend to make draggy fics. and my muses come and go so naturally sometimes the storyline gets sidetracked.
Summary : Ueda couldn't get over Ryo. Kame gets a really wet dream. Shirota missed the open of ceromony for his sour cream and onion flavoured chips. Battle of tongues between Pin and finally comes the confession.
“Touzai Corporation. Nagasawa Masami speaking,” A woman’s voice came from the other end.
He hesitated.
“Hello?” The voice came again.
Ueda bit his lip as he sensed impatience from the woman. “Uh, hello?” he started.
“Yes? How may I help you?”
“Uh…” Ueda took a deep breath, “Can I speak to Nishikido Ryo-san, please?”
There was a long silence and Ueda was contemplating to hang up due to his nervousness. Just then, the woman spoke quickly, “Nishikido-san took two weeks’ leave from the company, ma’am.”
Ueda scowled into the receiver when he was addressed as a woman. “I’m a man, excuse me,” he said angrily, “May I ask where can I find him, then?”
His cold feet being earlier went out the window already.
“Ah, I am so sorry, mister…?”
Shit.
Ueda looked around at the same time tries to come up with an anonymous name. His excited gaze fell on the television screen where a commercial of a famous superstar - Ueda had a fair idea who that person was and not to mention they were also related by blood as well - and shouted the name into the receiver.
“So, you’re Yamashita Tomohisa-san…?” The woman asked unsurely.
Ueda nodded onto the receiver. “Yeah,”
He thought he could catch the woman fail to suppress a giggle from the other end. He hoped the bitch would just hurry the hell up and give him information of Ryo’s whereabouts.
“Okay, Yamashita-san, please take this down,” The woman ordered.
Ueda grabbed a blue ball-point pen and clumsily flattened a piece of crumpled paper he picked from the wastepaper basket sitting right next to the telephone table.
“Yeah?” Ueda uncapped the pen and started writing as the woman spoke again.
“So it’s 1103 for the house number, yes?” Ueda confirmed again.
“Yes. Would you like me to inform him about your call?”
Ueda slammed the receiver back to the handle.
-
“Please…” He begged shamelessly as he tossed about on the royal brown sheets under him. He tried to lift his helpless self up from the comfortable sheets but to no avail because the man above him dropped his weight onto him, practically crushing him.
Kame couldn’t see his face and his voice was too low not very much a whisper so Kame couldn’t really guess.
“Please what?” The man’s husky voice rang in his left ear and that anonymous pair of lips closed in on his earlobe, the tongue tracing his little tiny earring.
Kame felt a shiver running constantly down his spine when the man explicitly moaned into his ear. The tongue was long replaced by eager teeth grazing on the absolute sensitive skin of his ear.
His hands are tied above his head by thick, long ropes with tightening constriction that cuts into his wrists, forming dark purple lines.
Kame groaned loudly when he felt a sharp pain from the sinking of perfect teeth on his left nipple. He felt the stranger’s tongue doing multiple laps on his erect nipple and even as he was trying hard to squirm his body away from the maddening electrifying jolts of pleasure, he couldn’t.
He wanted more, there was no doubt about it.
“M-more, ahh,” His nipple was bitten hard again, and the man left wet kisses on the poor nipple before he moved to the other twin.
The sleek muscle trailed its dripping saliva from the left nipple to the right one. The man circled his tongue around the right nipple which was seemingly erected. The man smirked and bit hard again on the nipple.
“Nghh…” Kame tossed his head to the side, his eyes squinted shut from the insane jubilation of the nerves in his whole body. The feeling was already too much to bear without the man even going for his rocking hard hard on. Kame hadn’t dared to wonder what it would feel like should his cock now being taken care of.
The stranger kissed his stomach, wetting the region with his thick saliva and deliberately missed his working mouth from the standing cock in the middle.
The man suddenly sat up straight, lifting his bigger body off from the one panting below. He stared down at Kame’s figure which was panting heavily, completely naked and craving. Kame’s eyes were opened.
Kame wanted to follow the man but he couldn’t raise himself off the bed, not when his body was feeling all heavy and his visions getting blurry.
He tried to reach for the unmoving man in front of him. Kame realized he couldn’t feel his arms and his legs, especially not his fingertips.
“Drugs,” the man chuckled evilly and moved slowly to the edge of the bed. He picked up his shirt from the floor and put it onto himself.
Kame noticed the stranger hadn’t even taken off his pants and he was left alone with an untouched erection on the bed, the ropes he swore was earlier tied around his wrists had disappeared.
Then he felt it. The stinging pain in his nervous system. He felt needles poking along his spine then more thousands of needles on his brain, his head was already starting to throb in pain.
It was getting intense, his whole body twitched on the bed and his fingers were shaking. Suddenly, he feels too much at a time and he felt like he was about to explode.
He shut his eyes again from the immense pain and when he opened them, he was forced to sit up and only too soon he realized it was only just a dream.
His hair was wet and his shirt was sticking to body. Still panting, Kame made his way to the bathroom. He switched on the light and stared at his own confused face in the mirror.
What was that?
He noticed the dent on his sweatpants from the full length mirror.
What the hell…
Taking off his pants, Kame walked into the shower and placed a shaky hand on his own cock. He wasn’t used to masturbating and fact is he had only done this once or twice during his high school years and never ever he wanted to think of it anymore because he thought it was something shameful to be admitted.
He tried to shut his moans off while he rubbed the whole length with his palm and in the failed process he’d bitten on his lower lip so hard that it bleeds.
Closing his eyes, he hoped he would come as quickly as possible and he tempted his mind to think of things that turn him on.
He never expected the first face that came to his mind to be Jin.
When Jin’s face appeared in his mind, his palm unconsciously rubbed faster and the fingers wrapped around his cock were exerting higher pressure.
Kame’s hand on his cock paced up and he abruptly imagined Jin’s hand on his own; what he wouldn’t long for right now.
He leaned his forehead on his arm against the wall and pumped himself harder.
His other hand balled up in a fist and rested on the wall. His breathing turns rapid and his chest was raising and falling unsteadily.
He moaned loud when he felt his thumb became wet. The fist on the wall went to his own nipple and twisting the left nipple, he groaned and saw to his release in his hand.
Kame wheezed and turned on the shower, his high subdued by the water travelling alone his lower body. Clumsily he stripped his shirt off his body and placed it on top of the lid of the toilet seat next to the shower.
They had sex the night before and Kame hadn’t stopped himself from thinking about the older boy since then.
Kame was sure it wasn’t because that he’d broken up with Ryo that made his session with Jin something he’d never felt before.
When he was done, he walked out of the shower naked and wet, shivering when the cold air from the air conditioner blew past him. He fit himself into a new change of clothing before he went to sleep again. He couldn’t be bothered about the time as the shower had made him all the sleepier.
-
Shirota hadn’t expected to find his best friend munching on the mega-sized bag of sour cream and onion flavoured chips on his sofa and eyes stuck to the screen of the cable.
The taller man had no problem with the loud volume coming from the 52 inches of screen but his head was screaming and cursing at himself for not having a chance on the quality chips first before Jin.
“What are you doing here again, Jin?” Shirota narrowed his eyes at Jin.
The other man lazing on the couch who clearly looked most definitely had just gotten out of bed not too long ago.
His oblivious being hadn’t pissed his best friend of and Shirota himself couldn’t actually be mad for a long time, especially not with Jin because he knew if it was someone else other than Jin, the taller man would have long bitten off the head of the person who took his bag of chips without permission.
Jin let out a slightly distracted hum.
“And how did you get my keys?” Shirota pulled off his tie and placed his briefcase on the dining table after taking off his shoes.
Jin grabbed another handful of chips from the green bag in between his legs and stuffed them into his mouth.
“I haven’t put them in the mailbox the last I came,” he said casually and his eyes widened at the screen, apparently the main character of the movie he was watching was shot somewhere close to the crotch.
He then stared at his taller friend when the latter sat next to him on the couch.
“You weren’t home last night,” Jin pointed.
Shirota cursed again in his head. He had no idea that Jin would have come last night and to explain the reason behind his absence at home and with Jin having an idea that he was currently single and nowhere to go at nights after work, Shirota groaned and started predicting Jin’s expression.
“What the hell do you want?” Shirota played annoyed.
Jin grinned stupidly and turned down the volume of the television. He looks at his friend with eyes burning in curiosity which Shirota thought only looked like a freaking sex maniac’s who’s gotten a prized high school girl for his birthday.
“Who was it?” Jin asked.
Shirota frowned and opened his mouth.
Nothing he could come up.
He closed his mouth and scratched his light honey-coloured hair.
“You don’t know her.” Shirota mumbled away.
Jin raised an eyebrow and of course his best friend knew what Jin was wondering so Shirota laid out the fact without offense at Jin who doesn’t even care of being offended of the fact that he was gay.
Shirota rolled his eyes. “Yes, she’s a she,”
“Ooh, hot and sexy and with common sense?” Jin scooted closer.
Shirota frowned and scoffed. “Common sense, yes. Hot and sexy? I’m not dating a hooker. She’s fine whatever she looks like,”
Jin made a knowing face and in his mind he was congratulating the girl who got Shirota’s heart and then the fact that Shirota was a really nice guy and any girl would have been blessed with his best friend’s niceties. Shirota had charming qualities but apprehending his best friend’s demure behavior, Jin knew it was basically the excuse of Shirota not socializing much.
“Got a picture?”
Shirota shook his head. “Haven’t any,”
Jin raised an eyebrow, “Were you sleeping with her already?”
Shirota stood up quickly and looked at Jin in disbelief. “Absolutely not. I haven’t touched a single hair of hers! I went to her place last night to get some documents for work and I certainly haven’t expected to have fallen asleep after a few chats. It was embarrassing, really, to awake in your crush’s place.”
The taller boy was surely fighting with himself, Jin thought as his eyes followed the taller boy who placed his weight from one foot to another in the kitchen with his back facing Jin.
“Honestly, I feel so ashamed of myself. What would she think of me?” Shirota sighed and poured himself a glass of cold water.
“It was positively stupid. She may have that ‘it’s alright’ look of hers when I saw her first thing in the morning with clear shame on my face but she wouldn’t possibly have liked that - what I did. She must have thought I was trying to take advantage of her, or pretending just to try to get into her pants, skirt, whatever,” He messed his hair frustrated of himself for the umpteenth time.
Jin felt sorry for his friend but he wouldn’t dare to tell Shirota that the girl might have not felt that way - like what Shirota guessed right now.
Then he recalls the familiarity of the situation: Shirota was feeling the same thing Jin was feeling yesterday and two nights ago.
Jin felt his heart skipped a beat.
Kame might have not felt what I had guessed he probably would.
He looked at the time from the clock of the wall and tossed the remaining chips in the bag to his taller friend. “See you sometime,” He waved to his friend and ambled out from the place.
Shirota who looked dumbfounded only scratched his head at his friend’s peculiar behavior but shrugged it off anyway and took a chip in between his fingers and turned on the television.
It then came to him and with a knowing smirk, Shirota glanced at the closed door of his place and back to the television.
“That idiot came here because he finally feels the loneliness of being alone at his home,”
-
Kame jolted awake at the sound of the bell ringing at his door. Groaning, he dragged his feet towards the front door of his home and tiptoed to peek at the pinhole.
His eyes blinked twice as he stood back and went back to peeking again with a surprised gasp before he hurried to open the door when the man from the other side of the door pressed once again on the door bell.
“Yamapi?” Kame tilted his head in wonder.
The superstar grinned widely and waved once. “Hi,”
Kame let out a sudden yawn embarrassedly turning back and when he looked at Yamapi again, his eyes were teary from the strenuous yawn of the day.
Yamapi giggled and said shyly, “Aren't you going to ask me in?”
The younger boy quickly stepped aside to make way for the singer to enter from the threshold. “Come in, come in,”
“Have you only just woken up?” Yamapi took a seat on Kame’s couch for three.
Kame nodded. “Yeah, sorry, just remembered we have a date,”
Yamapi’s face shone at Kame’s choice of word when the younger boy said about the plan to hang out today. He becomes jumpy when Kame strolled away to the other side of the room, muttering a clear “Bathroom, wait.”
Yamapi sat there obediently like a good boy waiting for the younger boy’s return from the trip to the bathroom.
Meanwhile, Kame answered to nature’s call first thing as soon as he was inside the bathroom and brushed his teeth before he was out again after ten long minutes.
He still had no clue entirely as to how they were going to kill time with the hours in their hands. He didn’t want Yamapi to find him boring - as he usually was - so he went to search for DVDs that might be able to entertain them for the day.
When he sat down on the DVD rack, Yamapi came and sat next to him and Kame finds the closeness between them somehow enthralling and he didn’t miss the chuckle from the singer himself when Kame tried to hide away a few boxes of Yamapi’s dramas.
“What do you want to watch?” Kame asked as he turned to his side only to find himself face-to-face with a very close Yamapi.
Yamapi only smiled and said, “Anything,”
Kame could smell the fragrance on the superstar’s body with their slight gap distance and when Yamapi spoke, Kame could feel his stomach almost churned in approval of the dressing of mayonnaise Yamapi probably had for breakfast.
Kame put down the DVDs on his hands and stared at Yamapi. “Don’t you want to do anything today? I mean, I’m sorry I have nothing much to offer you at my place here but I really hope I can somehow entertain you with something…”
Yamapi let Kame’s words sink into his head for awhile and once again, he decided that the younger boy was just too cute.
Maybe right now I should confess…? But doesn’t it look planned if I confess now? I don’t want him to think of me as a head-on jerk but if I confess now maybe he’ll accept… But what if he rejects?
Kame watched the superstar suddenly seemed to be fighting with his own thoughts from where he sat. The superstar really made an effort to come here all the way and Kame felt ashamed of himself for not giving a proper welcome earlier and now he had nothing on his mind that would be an idea as to what he should do to make sure that Yamapi’s free time doesn’t go wasted.
“Kame-chan, I have something to tell you,” Yamapi started suddenly breaking Kame off from the latter’s thoughts filled with Monopoly, Boggle, Jenga Blocks and Poker cards.
“Hm?” Kame cleared his mind for a moment there.
“I know this is sudden, but, will you go - “
The sound of Kame’s door bell rang the second time of the day, interrupting whatever Yamapi was about to say. Apparently the person from the other side of the door was an uber impatient person as the bell was rang over and over Kame wondered if the person even knew to pull his finger back from the bell button.
“Sorry,” Kame bowed and stood up hurried to answer the door.
His door was opened to reveal his panting boss. “Jin,” Kame said and pulled the older boy inside as he took Jin’s hand into the house, unaware of what one might think about his abrupt concern over the latter.
“What are you doing here?” the two best friends asked at the same time, annoyance evident in their voices.
Kame sauntered to the kitchen and started making two glasses of drinks while Jin made himself comfortable on Kame’s couch and Yamapi turned around from the floor. The best friends commenced in an intense glaring contest as Kame ignorantly placed the two glasses on the coffee table in between the two men.
“Here you go,” Kame said and rambled on the racks for poker cards.
“Thanks,” The two men said again in unison and took a sip of the drinks on their hands without breaking the eye contact with each other.
Both their eyebrows rose when the mixture slides down their throats.
“Ah, found it,” Kame licked his lips and placed a deck of cards on top of the table.
“What are you doing here, Jin?” Yamapi pressed and he thought Kame should wonder the same but the younger boy didn’t seem to bother much about Jin’s reason of being here.
“Did Kame invite you to come over too?” he asked again.
Jin creased his eyebrows. “No, he didn’t. I heard you were coming, so I came too.”
“You heard?” Kame asked and Jin nodded before taking another sip of his drink.
“You mean you eavesdropped,” Yamapi sneered.
“Did not. Kazuya doesn’t even mind my being here, right Kazu?” He grinned stupidly at the younger boy.
“He wouldn’t even tell you if he does. This was supposed to be a day off for me and Kame-chan and we were supposed spend it together,”
Jin slammed the glass on the table, making Kame flinched suddenly. “What were you two about to do?” He eyed the both of them suspiciously.
“Something you haven’t done with him,” Yamapi smirked.
Jin leaned forward and narrowed his eyes at Yamapi before he said quietly, “Kazuya wouldn’t,”
“Yes he would,” Yamapi countered and immediately two pair of eyes was fixed onto the silent boy sitting behind the table with his arms crossed.
“What are you guys talking about?” He whined - though being the pervert who relates to sex easily with anything that comes across his mind - he had no idea what the two men in front of him were arguing about.
Yamapi huffed desperately. “Nothing,” he says.
Jin decided to drop it as well as he took the deck of cards in his hands and started shuffling expertly. “Let’s just play poker,”
Kame nodded.
More than an hour later, Kame was giggling exuberantly while the two best friends sat rigid; one with utter confusion in his head as he tried to make out the reason of his losing yet another round while the other mumbled grumpily at another loss.
“Royal flush,” Kame had squeaked and as he laid down the cards from his hands to the table, the other two’s heads checked the ascending order of the cards arranged neatly in awe.
Jin tossed his card frustrated with himself. “Fuck this game,”
Yamapi was still looking at the hopeless numbers on his own share of cards. Kame was still giggling but more to Jin as the latter had a deep grimace on his face and the younger boy thought that grimace hadn’t actually looked depressing but instead a funny one.
“What shall we do next?” Jin asked then, obviously deciding for everyone that poker is out of the question and he took the cards from Kame’s hand and snatched the remaining from Yamapi’s and threw the full deck aside.
Yamapi looked at his watch, clicking his tongue. “Sorry, I have to take my leave now. Got some recording to do later at the studio.” He stood up and Kame followed suit.
“So soon?” he asked.
Yamapi nodded and inside he made a mental note to crush his fat ass manager for making a last minute call to cut short his off day just to do another recording.
“I’ll see you soon,” Yamapi said as he walked in front of Kame to the door. He brushed his fingers through Kame’s brown hair and smiled before he stepped out.
Jin saw what Yamapi did with the latter’s itchy fingers and he hadn’t missed the brief smirk from his best friend when he glared at Yamapi who stood at the door.
Kame closed the door and sat down where he did earlier.
The trio hadn’t talked much or not at all even as they were too absorbed in the game or they probably had nothing to say at all and the voiceless room wasn’t even bothered to be noticed but now that one was out of the picture, the silence became agonizingly loud.
From reminding himself of the laundry he’s make an effort for later, his mind flew to a particular night ago. Kame shook his head at the thought of explicit scenes occurred between him and Jin that night.
No, it was an only one time thing. He told himself.
He glanced at the older boy who only looked like the latter was doing some serious thinking himself from the deep cut across the forehead and those unfocused eyes staring at the ceiling.
Kame’s eyes wandered from Jin’s eyes and to the perfectly arched nose and then to those chapped lips he had silently missed.
Subconsciously he kneeled forward to Jin, the other still had his eyes on the cracks on the ceiling. The older boy only realized Kame was below him and the narrowed distance between them when the latter had his palms pressing down onto his lap.
Kame pushed himself up as he stared mesmerized by those alluring lips.
The younger boy tilted his head sideways and gazed at Jin’s lips curiously, his puff of air coming from his nostrils tickled the side of Jin’s face especially the latter’s ear.
He didn’t know what was coming over him and realized it all too late when he was inches too close to Jin and there was that abrupt horny gush of wave hitting every one of his nerves.
He pondered whether to continue what he was doing and if he doesn’t, the situation would turn awkward and the thought of the older boy wouldn’t speak to him so casually later after this would wrench his heart, so he confirmed to continue.
“Will you kiss me?” He had no clue simply where the boldness came from and he was sure it wasn’t just a question and it was most certainly a request - a wish.
Jin managed to hold down his urge to shudder from the breath of air on his ear and the small hands pressing down on his lap that was surging electric jolts through his body.
He thought the younger boy wasn’t completely aware of what he was asking for when that small voice of his came to resonate past his eardrum.
It was tempting but there was something holding him back from jumping straight for that delicious body luring him for more than just a kiss. As if there was a bound over his brain that was telling him that this isn’t right while Jin tried to reason back with himself that everything he did was not ever right to begin with.
Kame was gradually getting worried that his wish wouldn’t be fulfilled after all. Of course Jin would have been thinking that he was such a slut asking for such a thing. Maybe he was no different from Uchi and Ueda after all.
Carefully and slowly he lowered himself and the hands on Jin’s lap began to slide off uneasily as if they belong to even just some part of Jin himself.
Abruptly Jin broke off from his trance when the small hands on his lap moved and he caught the pair of hands just in time before they were completely sliding off.
They both competed in a long staring competition; Kame’s perplexed eyes and Jin’s astonished ones.
Before the younger boy could start saying something else when there was nothing actually on his mind as to what he was supposed to say in this particular of time, Jin pulled his hands and Kame fell forwards with his lips bumping against the other’s perfectly.
Immediately Kame felt butterflies in his stomach at the moment his lips touches the older boy’s. He missed the taste of Jin’s lips which he couldn’t correctly comprehend but only continues getting fancied by it and he bravely let his tongue out to lick Jin’s lips, and the older boy though smirking slightly but opened his mouth for the naughty tongue.
Jin hadn’t exactly knew about Kame from head to toe and sometimes he wondered whether it was right to say that he likes the younger boy when the latter was almost a complete stranger to him but unbeknownst to him, Kame felt the same. Therefore, while Jin on one hand felt that this was wrong and he was confident that Kame doesn’t deserve someone like him, Kame on the other hand thought that this was wrong as well but the younger boy wanted to know so he dared to take the risk of being hurt later and right now he knew and realized very well he was head over heels for this man.
He couldn’t stop and his desires took over his guilt when Kame’s tongue stroke against his own. He smirked again; if Kame wants a tongue play, Jin could give him one.
Jin’s arms sneaked behind Kame’s legs and lifted the younger boy up from the floor to sit on his lap; Kame’s hands came to rest on his chest, feeling Jin’s heartbeat.
Kame likes it when Jin’s tongue pushed his own back into his mouth and the skilled tongue would make his mind dazed with the rolling of the sleek muscle. He felt blood rushing to his ears when Jin’s tongue came to lick every corner in his mouth and heard himself moan when Jin sucked hard on his tongue.
Jin sucked him one more time before his mouth detached from the younger boy’s and made a ghostly trip to Kame’s ear. He kissed the soft skin there and closed his mouth over Kame’s one tiny silver earring. He heard another soft moan coming out from Kame’s mouth and determined to hear more of it, his mouth came to Kame’s neck, kissing on the skin there he loved so much.
He moaned louder this time and winced back slightly when Jin’s teeth took a huge bite on the side of his neck which Kame was sure would leave a mark there for hopefully eternity.
“Have I ever told you I love hearing your sweet moans?” Jin suckled hard on Kame’s neck, drawing more failed to suppress moans.
Kame’s fingers started to scratch about from the treatments he received from the older boy and he was sure they were going to end up where Kame was already expecting them too so he boldly lifted Jin’s shirt up halfway with his fingers on the hem of the white shirt Jin was wearing.
“No, you haven’t.” Kame kissed Jin’s nose and grinned cheekily when the latter raised his arms for Kame to remove his shirt.
Jin took Kame’s hand and placed them back on his chest. He kissed Kame again and replied softly, “Then you know now. Don’t hold your moans back. Let me hear what I make you feel.”
Kame felt his cheeks getting hot and somehow every part of his body felt hot too. “I won’t hold back from now.”
He was literally hinting to the older boy that he wanted more and not only today and he quietly wished Jin would read through his mind.
Jin beamed as he heard Kame’s shy voice over his ears and made a move to unbutton the shirt on Kame which was declining his advances to the younger boy.
He found those tiny nipples with his fingers and put pressure on the twins at once, making Kame’s hand on his chest went to his shoulders and gripped tightly at the jolts of pleasure camouflaging his vision.
“Ahh, Jin…” Kame moaned and sinks his teeth onto Jin’s shoulder, licking the tanned skin once and then twice.
Jin groaned when he felt Kame’s teeth on his own skin, his fingers on Kame’s left nipple was replaced by his hungry mouth instead and his free hand went to pull down the sweatpants Kame was wearing not without difficulty though but the younger boy knew what to do and made the task easier for Jin.
“Don’t I act like a slut?” Kame teased breathlessly when his sat naked on Jin’s lap.
Jin’s hand tugged roughly on Kame’s half awaken erection and chuckled when the younger boy let out a half yelp and a half moan at the sudden gesture. “You think?”
Kame nodded and grinned, “I think I do,”
Jin placed a chaste kiss on Kame’s lips. He started a slow stroke to tease the younger boy who closed his eyes and releasing soft moans. “Then you have yet to play the best slut. I think you can do more,”
Kame smiled at Jin’s hint of more naughtiness from the younger boy and Kame couldn’t actually decline Jin for such a request so he unbuckled Jin’s pants and slid off from the latter’s lap at the same time pulling the jeans off from Jin.
Kame’s eyes grew wide briefly at the already standing cock in front of his eyes. “I can’t promise to be the best slut you’ve ever had your eyes on though.”
Jin couldn’t manage to form a coherent reply after that as Kame’s mouth enveloped his cock and the younger boy took his time licking and swirling his tongue on the heated flesh. “Mmh, Kazuya,” Jin whimpered at Kame’s tongue licking the underside of his throbbing erection.
He had to give Kame a thousand points - no, the universe there is for being the best at blowjobs. Kame pushed himself up again and kissed Jin’s dark nipples before trapping one with his teeth while he uses his hand to brush lightly over the unattended cock.
“Fuck, Kazuya,” Jin’s hand flew to Kame’s hair and pulling roughly, he brought his lips to collide over Kame’s again.
Kame’s fingers began working on Jin’s cock and they traced for the vein on the flesh and when Kame found it, he pressed down on it, making Jin spilling his moans into Kame’s mouth.
“Kazuya…” Jin panted against his lips and when Kame placed a small kiss on Jin’s cheek before moving down to eye-level with Jin’s leaking cock again, Jin’s hand remained where it was on Kame’s head.
Kame licked the leaking pre-cums and lapped his tongue over the meat before he closes his mouth on it and started sucking hard.
Jin felt himself very close but with unwilling movement of his hand, he forced himself to remove the hand from Kame’s head and stayed at Kame’s shoulder.
Kame felt the hand there on his shoulder which was probably a sign for him to stop, so he licked his lips as he pushed himself up to meet Jin’s eyes again.
Jin’s hand went to the back of Kame’s head and pulled the younger boy close. “I want to come inside of you,” he said.
Smiling again with a brush of his tongue over his lips seductively. “Then come inside of me and mess me up so dirtily that you’ll want me again and again,”
Kame sat on Jin’s lap to roll his hips against the other and slide off sideway, turning around and propped himself up but the elbow on the armrest of the couch with an inviting view of his hole to Jin’s eyes.
Jin never knew the younger boy could talk so dirty like that but he wants to hear more as everything about Kame never ceases to amaze him. He couldn’t wait to stick his enraged cock inside that sweet hole in front of his eyes.
He hovered over Kame’s back and licked the drop of sweat on Kame’s nape while one finger worked its way inside Kame’s hole. The younger boy groaned and even louder when Jin entered another finger and when he wanted to insert the third one, Kame shook his head.
“I-I’m ready,” he lied.
Blinded by lust itself, Jin couldn’t bring himself to sense the fakeness in Kame’s voice and he pulled out the fingers excitedly after twisting and poking to be replaced by his own cock.
Kame bit his lips until he could taste the rusty taste of blood but couldn’t be bothered when pain overpowered everything in his lower region. He knew he would regret of not being prepared properly but he couldn’t contain himself from just the thought of having Jin inside him again.
He felt like a high school girl losing her virginity for the first time.
But he wasn’t and he was proud when Jin spoke huskily in his ear, “You’re fucking tight, Kazuya. Fucking good,”
Kame couldn’t speak and his own hands went to stroke his own cock to distract himself from the pain and Jin noticed this.
He took Kame’s hand away and rubbed Kame’s cock with his hands. “Are you hurting?” Jin asked, concerned at the grimace at Kame’s face he saw from the side.
Kame shook his head stubbornly and when Jin didn’t fall for that this time as the latter gradually stopped his movements, Kame gripped the hand that was stroking his cock.
“Don’t stop, please,” Kame said softly.
Jin kissed Kame’s cheek and worried was evident in his voice when he spoke again, “You’re hurting, Kazuya,”
Kame turned his head and met Jin’s lips. When they kissed, Jin could feel Kame trying to assure him of his being but Jin had to make sure again. “Are you really okay?”
Kame nodded and pecked Jin’s nose. “I’m really fine.”
Jin decided to buy that and his worry wart side was thrown off his head when Kame’s moans filled the empty room and particularly over his mind when he started moving, shoving his dick in and out of the hole.
“Jin, harder,” Kame said and pushed his hips back to meet Jin’s thrusts which hit on his sweet spot each time without fail.
Jin groaned in Kame’s ears and when he pulled back to watch the explicit scene in front of his eyes; his swollen cock thrusting in and out of Kame’s hole while his hand exerting pressure on Kame’s cock with the thumb denying any release and then Kame who was moaning and sweating hard from the intense session.
Kame couldn’t put into thoughts even let alone words as to how frustrating it was the thumb on the slit of his cock there and the white dots covering his vision each time he was hit there.
He was sure he wouldn’t be able to hold in any longer from coming but he didn’t want to come before Jin does so with all strength he could muster, he thought he should wait.
However, Jin was feeling the same and the older boy decided to declare what would actually make the two finally feel more bliss than this part here. “Kazuya, let’s come together,” Jin squeezed Kame’s cock which threatened for immediate release. Jin’s fingers on Kame’s cock was already sticky with pre-cums and the older boy didn’t mind it a tad bit instead he had find it hot like that.
Kame nodded and beamed. “Thought you wouldn’t ask,” he moaned sexily which was another music to Jin’s ears at the same time the older boy groaned contentedly when he shot his seeds into Kame’s hole as the thumb on Kame’s cock swerved out of the way and with another teasing squeeze, Kame released his cum onto the cushion of the couch with Jin’s hand still attached to his cock.
His elbows gave way and couldn’t support his suddenly heavy body and he fell down onto the soft material of the couch while Jin followed behind Kame’s back, their breathing moving hard and fast.
Jin rolled off and lay naked on the cold floor while the both tried to regain their normal breathing then. Kame heard shuffling as he closed his eyes, Jin was perhaps putting his clothes back on then he could feel Jin’s presence so close to him but he kept his eyes closed pretending he was asleep.
He hoped Jin wouldn’t leave this time too.
He sighed inwardly for not having the courage to ask the older boy to stay when he heard the latter’s footsteps fading.
Drowning in his own lack of courage, he tried to slip into oblivion despite his naked form. He wished he could cuddle with the older boy after sex like what he and Ryo usually did. He squinted his eyes shut tighter, mentally slapping himself from flying his thoughts to that bastard.
His eyes flew open abruptly when he felt an arm locking around his knee and another arm turning him around. Jin lifted his tired body up and carried him bridal style into the bedroom and as Kame’s eyes was watching Jin from the trip, he felt his heartbeat raced again from the look on Jin’s face.
Jin dropped him gently onto the bed and pulled the blanket up to cover Kame’s naked body. Dressed only in his jeans, Jin leaned forward to capture those lips and when he turned to leave, Kame looked around and without thinking twice he got a hold of Jin’s finger and the older boy stopped in his tracks.
“Don’t leave.” Kame spoke hoarsely. “Please don’t leave me again.”
Jin’s eyes fixed at Kame’s, his own mind scrambling with different things he could say but he couldn’t roll them off his tongue.
Kame asking for this was really unexpected as he had only hoped and wished for it he hadn’t really seen it coming true and now that it did, he couldn’t explain the rush of remorse going through him.
Anyway, his avidity compelled the countering remorse and he crawled to the empty space next to Kame.
The younger boy couldn’t have felt more than mollified when Jin came to answer his wish. He couldn’t keep the smile off his face when Jin sneaked an arm under the blanket and wrapped it around Kame’s slender waist.
“You left me alone way too many times before,” Kame exaggerated but he hadn’t meant to be accusing when his voice was fairly pointing.
Jin placed soft kisses on Kame’s left ear and whispered, “I’m sorry I’ve been letting you down,”
Kame felt his body shiver and Jin’s tone made the younger boy want to just stay in the other’s embrace forever. So he figured he would just go ahead and confess.
“Jin,” Kame called to the ceiling, not willing to look at the older boy in the eyes yet.
“Hm?” came the soft reply from his side.
When Kame didn’t continue, Jin turned his face at the younger boy who only looked blankly at the ceiling. “What is it? Are you feeling pain somewhere?”
Kame smiled at the concerned voice coming from the older boy. He breathed in deeply and fixed his gaze at Jin.
“I really like you,” He said finally.
At first, Jin could only stare at the man in front of him speechless. There was nothing coming from his mind and especially not on his mind when Kame had confessed to him.
He could only stare at Kame’s eyes reflecting for an answer while the latter silently prayed for his feelings to be returned.
Jin swallowed hard and pulled Kame closer than they already were. “Kazuya, I like you too and it’s not just any like. I really like you like it’s - argh,” Jin looked away, frustrated at not being able to convey his feelings properly. Kame must think he was an idiot.
“You must think I’m an idiot. Maybe I am right now for not being able to speak properly but Kazuya, I’d like to be with you. I want to be more than just a friend, or a boss, for you.”
“I want to be your boyfriend, or more than that if possible.” Jin finished his sentence not without difficulty.
Kame beamed at the last sentence and threw his arms around Jin’s neck awkwardly from their positions. He kissed Jin deeply. “I’m so glad you felt the same,” Kame smiled and he was so happy he could cry but he wouldn’t.
“No, you’re not an idiot. I’d love to be with you and perhaps one day you’ll even get tired of me and leave because I’m such an attaching fuck to you,” Kame joked.
Jin chuckled. “Silly, I can never get tired of you and an attaching fuck? Doesn’t that come as a package of being my boyfriend?”
Kame nodded. “I’ll spread my legs for you anytime you want me to like a good, obedient fuck. Like I just did.” He snickered naughtily and Jin felt blood rushing to his cock at those dirty words again and Kame swearing was too cute to sound vulgar.
“And I’d love to fuck that pretty addicting little hole of yours anytime.” Jin said and pulled Kame up to straddle on his stomach.
Jin stole a kiss as he supported himself by the elbows.
“So eager for another round already?” Kame pulled Jin back by the neck and got himself another peck when Jin broke the sneaky kiss.
Jin licked his lips sexily. “I’d hold myself back before this and don’t tell me you regret now that having accepted to be my boyfriend?”
“I told you, anytime you want me to. I’m an M, mind you and how can I ever resist the sexy beast in you?” Kame rubbed his hips back and drew moans from both men.
“Oh? You said I’m sexy?” Jin grinned and turned their positions so that Kame was lying on his back on the sheets while Jin was busy stripping himself from his jeans he regretted putting on earlier.
Kame giggled when Jin dived for those cute lips and the giggles soon fade to be replaced by loud obscene voices echoing through the apartment.
A/N : ookay, no need to throw cock rings at me for the slow update and hey i'm here finally! anyway, to make it up to you sweet readers, i've made this the longest chapter evar! Happy Chinese New Year!
Author : chibitanz
Pairing : Akame, RyoKame, PiKame, RyoDa, RyoUchi, JinxOC, RyoxOC, JinDa and more to come so basically its decagon.
Disclaimer : dont own no shit but the plot.
Ratings : NC 17
Warnings : dont fucking read in a hurry. i tend to make draggy fics. and my muses come and go so naturally sometimes the storyline gets sidetracked.
Summary : Ueda couldn't get over Ryo. Kame gets a really wet dream. Shirota missed the open of ceromony for his sour cream and onion flavoured chips. Battle of tongues between Pin and finally comes the confession.
“Touzai Corporation. Nagasawa Masami speaking,” A woman’s voice came from the other end.
He hesitated.
“Hello?” The voice came again.
Ueda bit his lip as he sensed impatience from the woman. “Uh, hello?” he started.
“Yes? How may I help you?”
“Uh…” Ueda took a deep breath, “Can I speak to Nishikido Ryo-san, please?”
There was a long silence and Ueda was contemplating to hang up due to his nervousness. Just then, the woman spoke quickly, “Nishikido-san took two weeks’ leave from the company, ma’am.”
Ueda scowled into the receiver when he was addressed as a woman. “I’m a man, excuse me,” he said angrily, “May I ask where can I find him, then?”
His cold feet being earlier went out the window already.
“Ah, I am so sorry, mister…?”
Shit.
Ueda looked around at the same time tries to come up with an anonymous name. His excited gaze fell on the television screen where a commercial of a famous superstar - Ueda had a fair idea who that person was and not to mention they were also related by blood as well - and shouted the name into the receiver.
“So, you’re Yamashita Tomohisa-san…?” The woman asked unsurely.
Ueda nodded onto the receiver. “Yeah,”
He thought he could catch the woman fail to suppress a giggle from the other end. He hoped the bitch would just hurry the hell up and give him information of Ryo’s whereabouts.
“Okay, Yamashita-san, please take this down,” The woman ordered.
Ueda grabbed a blue ball-point pen and clumsily flattened a piece of crumpled paper he picked from the wastepaper basket sitting right next to the telephone table.
“Yeah?” Ueda uncapped the pen and started writing as the woman spoke again.
“So it’s 1103 for the house number, yes?” Ueda confirmed again.
“Yes. Would you like me to inform him about your call?”
Ueda slammed the receiver back to the handle.
-
“Please…” He begged shamelessly as he tossed about on the royal brown sheets under him. He tried to lift his helpless self up from the comfortable sheets but to no avail because the man above him dropped his weight onto him, practically crushing him.
Kame couldn’t see his face and his voice was too low not very much a whisper so Kame couldn’t really guess.
“Please what?” The man’s husky voice rang in his left ear and that anonymous pair of lips closed in on his earlobe, the tongue tracing his little tiny earring.
Kame felt a shiver running constantly down his spine when the man explicitly moaned into his ear. The tongue was long replaced by eager teeth grazing on the absolute sensitive skin of his ear.
His hands are tied above his head by thick, long ropes with tightening constriction that cuts into his wrists, forming dark purple lines.
Kame groaned loudly when he felt a sharp pain from the sinking of perfect teeth on his left nipple. He felt the stranger’s tongue doing multiple laps on his erect nipple and even as he was trying hard to squirm his body away from the maddening electrifying jolts of pleasure, he couldn’t.
He wanted more, there was no doubt about it.
“M-more, ahh,” His nipple was bitten hard again, and the man left wet kisses on the poor nipple before he moved to the other twin.
The sleek muscle trailed its dripping saliva from the left nipple to the right one. The man circled his tongue around the right nipple which was seemingly erected. The man smirked and bit hard again on the nipple.
“Nghh…” Kame tossed his head to the side, his eyes squinted shut from the insane jubilation of the nerves in his whole body. The feeling was already too much to bear without the man even going for his rocking hard hard on. Kame hadn’t dared to wonder what it would feel like should his cock now being taken care of.
The stranger kissed his stomach, wetting the region with his thick saliva and deliberately missed his working mouth from the standing cock in the middle.
The man suddenly sat up straight, lifting his bigger body off from the one panting below. He stared down at Kame’s figure which was panting heavily, completely naked and craving. Kame’s eyes were opened.
Kame wanted to follow the man but he couldn’t raise himself off the bed, not when his body was feeling all heavy and his visions getting blurry.
He tried to reach for the unmoving man in front of him. Kame realized he couldn’t feel his arms and his legs, especially not his fingertips.
“Drugs,” the man chuckled evilly and moved slowly to the edge of the bed. He picked up his shirt from the floor and put it onto himself.
Kame noticed the stranger hadn’t even taken off his pants and he was left alone with an untouched erection on the bed, the ropes he swore was earlier tied around his wrists had disappeared.
Then he felt it. The stinging pain in his nervous system. He felt needles poking along his spine then more thousands of needles on his brain, his head was already starting to throb in pain.
It was getting intense, his whole body twitched on the bed and his fingers were shaking. Suddenly, he feels too much at a time and he felt like he was about to explode.
He shut his eyes again from the immense pain and when he opened them, he was forced to sit up and only too soon he realized it was only just a dream.
His hair was wet and his shirt was sticking to body. Still panting, Kame made his way to the bathroom. He switched on the light and stared at his own confused face in the mirror.
What was that?
He noticed the dent on his sweatpants from the full length mirror.
What the hell…
Taking off his pants, Kame walked into the shower and placed a shaky hand on his own cock. He wasn’t used to masturbating and fact is he had only done this once or twice during his high school years and never ever he wanted to think of it anymore because he thought it was something shameful to be admitted.
He tried to shut his moans off while he rubbed the whole length with his palm and in the failed process he’d bitten on his lower lip so hard that it bleeds.
Closing his eyes, he hoped he would come as quickly as possible and he tempted his mind to think of things that turn him on.
He never expected the first face that came to his mind to be Jin.
When Jin’s face appeared in his mind, his palm unconsciously rubbed faster and the fingers wrapped around his cock were exerting higher pressure.
Kame’s hand on his cock paced up and he abruptly imagined Jin’s hand on his own; what he wouldn’t long for right now.
He leaned his forehead on his arm against the wall and pumped himself harder.
His other hand balled up in a fist and rested on the wall. His breathing turns rapid and his chest was raising and falling unsteadily.
He moaned loud when he felt his thumb became wet. The fist on the wall went to his own nipple and twisting the left nipple, he groaned and saw to his release in his hand.
Kame wheezed and turned on the shower, his high subdued by the water travelling alone his lower body. Clumsily he stripped his shirt off his body and placed it on top of the lid of the toilet seat next to the shower.
They had sex the night before and Kame hadn’t stopped himself from thinking about the older boy since then.
Kame was sure it wasn’t because that he’d broken up with Ryo that made his session with Jin something he’d never felt before.
When he was done, he walked out of the shower naked and wet, shivering when the cold air from the air conditioner blew past him. He fit himself into a new change of clothing before he went to sleep again. He couldn’t be bothered about the time as the shower had made him all the sleepier.
-
Shirota hadn’t expected to find his best friend munching on the mega-sized bag of sour cream and onion flavoured chips on his sofa and eyes stuck to the screen of the cable.
The taller man had no problem with the loud volume coming from the 52 inches of screen but his head was screaming and cursing at himself for not having a chance on the quality chips first before Jin.
“What are you doing here again, Jin?” Shirota narrowed his eyes at Jin.
The other man lazing on the couch who clearly looked most definitely had just gotten out of bed not too long ago.
His oblivious being hadn’t pissed his best friend of and Shirota himself couldn’t actually be mad for a long time, especially not with Jin because he knew if it was someone else other than Jin, the taller man would have long bitten off the head of the person who took his bag of chips without permission.
Jin let out a slightly distracted hum.
“And how did you get my keys?” Shirota pulled off his tie and placed his briefcase on the dining table after taking off his shoes.
Jin grabbed another handful of chips from the green bag in between his legs and stuffed them into his mouth.
“I haven’t put them in the mailbox the last I came,” he said casually and his eyes widened at the screen, apparently the main character of the movie he was watching was shot somewhere close to the crotch.
He then stared at his taller friend when the latter sat next to him on the couch.
“You weren’t home last night,” Jin pointed.
Shirota cursed again in his head. He had no idea that Jin would have come last night and to explain the reason behind his absence at home and with Jin having an idea that he was currently single and nowhere to go at nights after work, Shirota groaned and started predicting Jin’s expression.
“What the hell do you want?” Shirota played annoyed.
Jin grinned stupidly and turned down the volume of the television. He looks at his friend with eyes burning in curiosity which Shirota thought only looked like a freaking sex maniac’s who’s gotten a prized high school girl for his birthday.
“Who was it?” Jin asked.
Shirota frowned and opened his mouth.
Nothing he could come up.
He closed his mouth and scratched his light honey-coloured hair.
“You don’t know her.” Shirota mumbled away.
Jin raised an eyebrow and of course his best friend knew what Jin was wondering so Shirota laid out the fact without offense at Jin who doesn’t even care of being offended of the fact that he was gay.
Shirota rolled his eyes. “Yes, she’s a she,”
“Ooh, hot and sexy and with common sense?” Jin scooted closer.
Shirota frowned and scoffed. “Common sense, yes. Hot and sexy? I’m not dating a hooker. She’s fine whatever she looks like,”
Jin made a knowing face and in his mind he was congratulating the girl who got Shirota’s heart and then the fact that Shirota was a really nice guy and any girl would have been blessed with his best friend’s niceties. Shirota had charming qualities but apprehending his best friend’s demure behavior, Jin knew it was basically the excuse of Shirota not socializing much.
“Got a picture?”
Shirota shook his head. “Haven’t any,”
Jin raised an eyebrow, “Were you sleeping with her already?”
Shirota stood up quickly and looked at Jin in disbelief. “Absolutely not. I haven’t touched a single hair of hers! I went to her place last night to get some documents for work and I certainly haven’t expected to have fallen asleep after a few chats. It was embarrassing, really, to awake in your crush’s place.”
The taller boy was surely fighting with himself, Jin thought as his eyes followed the taller boy who placed his weight from one foot to another in the kitchen with his back facing Jin.
“Honestly, I feel so ashamed of myself. What would she think of me?” Shirota sighed and poured himself a glass of cold water.
“It was positively stupid. She may have that ‘it’s alright’ look of hers when I saw her first thing in the morning with clear shame on my face but she wouldn’t possibly have liked that - what I did. She must have thought I was trying to take advantage of her, or pretending just to try to get into her pants, skirt, whatever,” He messed his hair frustrated of himself for the umpteenth time.
Jin felt sorry for his friend but he wouldn’t dare to tell Shirota that the girl might have not felt that way - like what Shirota guessed right now.
Then he recalls the familiarity of the situation: Shirota was feeling the same thing Jin was feeling yesterday and two nights ago.
Jin felt his heart skipped a beat.
Kame might have not felt what I had guessed he probably would.
He looked at the time from the clock of the wall and tossed the remaining chips in the bag to his taller friend. “See you sometime,” He waved to his friend and ambled out from the place.
Shirota who looked dumbfounded only scratched his head at his friend’s peculiar behavior but shrugged it off anyway and took a chip in between his fingers and turned on the television.
It then came to him and with a knowing smirk, Shirota glanced at the closed door of his place and back to the television.
“That idiot came here because he finally feels the loneliness of being alone at his home,”
-
Kame jolted awake at the sound of the bell ringing at his door. Groaning, he dragged his feet towards the front door of his home and tiptoed to peek at the pinhole.
His eyes blinked twice as he stood back and went back to peeking again with a surprised gasp before he hurried to open the door when the man from the other side of the door pressed once again on the door bell.
“Yamapi?” Kame tilted his head in wonder.
The superstar grinned widely and waved once. “Hi,”
Kame let out a sudden yawn embarrassedly turning back and when he looked at Yamapi again, his eyes were teary from the strenuous yawn of the day.
Yamapi giggled and said shyly, “Aren't you going to ask me in?”
The younger boy quickly stepped aside to make way for the singer to enter from the threshold. “Come in, come in,”
“Have you only just woken up?” Yamapi took a seat on Kame’s couch for three.
Kame nodded. “Yeah, sorry, just remembered we have a date,”
Yamapi’s face shone at Kame’s choice of word when the younger boy said about the plan to hang out today. He becomes jumpy when Kame strolled away to the other side of the room, muttering a clear “Bathroom, wait.”
Yamapi sat there obediently like a good boy waiting for the younger boy’s return from the trip to the bathroom.
Meanwhile, Kame answered to nature’s call first thing as soon as he was inside the bathroom and brushed his teeth before he was out again after ten long minutes.
He still had no clue entirely as to how they were going to kill time with the hours in their hands. He didn’t want Yamapi to find him boring - as he usually was - so he went to search for DVDs that might be able to entertain them for the day.
When he sat down on the DVD rack, Yamapi came and sat next to him and Kame finds the closeness between them somehow enthralling and he didn’t miss the chuckle from the singer himself when Kame tried to hide away a few boxes of Yamapi’s dramas.
“What do you want to watch?” Kame asked as he turned to his side only to find himself face-to-face with a very close Yamapi.
Yamapi only smiled and said, “Anything,”
Kame could smell the fragrance on the superstar’s body with their slight gap distance and when Yamapi spoke, Kame could feel his stomach almost churned in approval of the dressing of mayonnaise Yamapi probably had for breakfast.
Kame put down the DVDs on his hands and stared at Yamapi. “Don’t you want to do anything today? I mean, I’m sorry I have nothing much to offer you at my place here but I really hope I can somehow entertain you with something…”
Yamapi let Kame’s words sink into his head for awhile and once again, he decided that the younger boy was just too cute.
Maybe right now I should confess…? But doesn’t it look planned if I confess now? I don’t want him to think of me as a head-on jerk but if I confess now maybe he’ll accept… But what if he rejects?
Kame watched the superstar suddenly seemed to be fighting with his own thoughts from where he sat. The superstar really made an effort to come here all the way and Kame felt ashamed of himself for not giving a proper welcome earlier and now he had nothing on his mind that would be an idea as to what he should do to make sure that Yamapi’s free time doesn’t go wasted.
“Kame-chan, I have something to tell you,” Yamapi started suddenly breaking Kame off from the latter’s thoughts filled with Monopoly, Boggle, Jenga Blocks and Poker cards.
“Hm?” Kame cleared his mind for a moment there.
“I know this is sudden, but, will you go - “
The sound of Kame’s door bell rang the second time of the day, interrupting whatever Yamapi was about to say. Apparently the person from the other side of the door was an uber impatient person as the bell was rang over and over Kame wondered if the person even knew to pull his finger back from the bell button.
“Sorry,” Kame bowed and stood up hurried to answer the door.
His door was opened to reveal his panting boss. “Jin,” Kame said and pulled the older boy inside as he took Jin’s hand into the house, unaware of what one might think about his abrupt concern over the latter.
“What are you doing here?” the two best friends asked at the same time, annoyance evident in their voices.
Kame sauntered to the kitchen and started making two glasses of drinks while Jin made himself comfortable on Kame’s couch and Yamapi turned around from the floor. The best friends commenced in an intense glaring contest as Kame ignorantly placed the two glasses on the coffee table in between the two men.
“Here you go,” Kame said and rambled on the racks for poker cards.
“Thanks,” The two men said again in unison and took a sip of the drinks on their hands without breaking the eye contact with each other.
Both their eyebrows rose when the mixture slides down their throats.
“Ah, found it,” Kame licked his lips and placed a deck of cards on top of the table.
“What are you doing here, Jin?” Yamapi pressed and he thought Kame should wonder the same but the younger boy didn’t seem to bother much about Jin’s reason of being here.
“Did Kame invite you to come over too?” he asked again.
Jin creased his eyebrows. “No, he didn’t. I heard you were coming, so I came too.”
“You heard?” Kame asked and Jin nodded before taking another sip of his drink.
“You mean you eavesdropped,” Yamapi sneered.
“Did not. Kazuya doesn’t even mind my being here, right Kazu?” He grinned stupidly at the younger boy.
“He wouldn’t even tell you if he does. This was supposed to be a day off for me and Kame-chan and we were supposed spend it together,”
Jin slammed the glass on the table, making Kame flinched suddenly. “What were you two about to do?” He eyed the both of them suspiciously.
“Something you haven’t done with him,” Yamapi smirked.
Jin leaned forward and narrowed his eyes at Yamapi before he said quietly, “Kazuya wouldn’t,”
“Yes he would,” Yamapi countered and immediately two pair of eyes was fixed onto the silent boy sitting behind the table with his arms crossed.
“What are you guys talking about?” He whined - though being the pervert who relates to sex easily with anything that comes across his mind - he had no idea what the two men in front of him were arguing about.
Yamapi huffed desperately. “Nothing,” he says.
Jin decided to drop it as well as he took the deck of cards in his hands and started shuffling expertly. “Let’s just play poker,”
Kame nodded.
More than an hour later, Kame was giggling exuberantly while the two best friends sat rigid; one with utter confusion in his head as he tried to make out the reason of his losing yet another round while the other mumbled grumpily at another loss.
“Royal flush,” Kame had squeaked and as he laid down the cards from his hands to the table, the other two’s heads checked the ascending order of the cards arranged neatly in awe.
Jin tossed his card frustrated with himself. “Fuck this game,”
Yamapi was still looking at the hopeless numbers on his own share of cards. Kame was still giggling but more to Jin as the latter had a deep grimace on his face and the younger boy thought that grimace hadn’t actually looked depressing but instead a funny one.
“What shall we do next?” Jin asked then, obviously deciding for everyone that poker is out of the question and he took the cards from Kame’s hand and snatched the remaining from Yamapi’s and threw the full deck aside.
Yamapi looked at his watch, clicking his tongue. “Sorry, I have to take my leave now. Got some recording to do later at the studio.” He stood up and Kame followed suit.
“So soon?” he asked.
Yamapi nodded and inside he made a mental note to crush his fat ass manager for making a last minute call to cut short his off day just to do another recording.
“I’ll see you soon,” Yamapi said as he walked in front of Kame to the door. He brushed his fingers through Kame’s brown hair and smiled before he stepped out.
Jin saw what Yamapi did with the latter’s itchy fingers and he hadn’t missed the brief smirk from his best friend when he glared at Yamapi who stood at the door.
Kame closed the door and sat down where he did earlier.
The trio hadn’t talked much or not at all even as they were too absorbed in the game or they probably had nothing to say at all and the voiceless room wasn’t even bothered to be noticed but now that one was out of the picture, the silence became agonizingly loud.
From reminding himself of the laundry he’s make an effort for later, his mind flew to a particular night ago. Kame shook his head at the thought of explicit scenes occurred between him and Jin that night.
No, it was an only one time thing. He told himself.
He glanced at the older boy who only looked like the latter was doing some serious thinking himself from the deep cut across the forehead and those unfocused eyes staring at the ceiling.
Kame’s eyes wandered from Jin’s eyes and to the perfectly arched nose and then to those chapped lips he had silently missed.
Subconsciously he kneeled forward to Jin, the other still had his eyes on the cracks on the ceiling. The older boy only realized Kame was below him and the narrowed distance between them when the latter had his palms pressing down onto his lap.
Kame pushed himself up as he stared mesmerized by those alluring lips.
The younger boy tilted his head sideways and gazed at Jin’s lips curiously, his puff of air coming from his nostrils tickled the side of Jin’s face especially the latter’s ear.
He didn’t know what was coming over him and realized it all too late when he was inches too close to Jin and there was that abrupt horny gush of wave hitting every one of his nerves.
He pondered whether to continue what he was doing and if he doesn’t, the situation would turn awkward and the thought of the older boy wouldn’t speak to him so casually later after this would wrench his heart, so he confirmed to continue.
“Will you kiss me?” He had no clue simply where the boldness came from and he was sure it wasn’t just a question and it was most certainly a request - a wish.
Jin managed to hold down his urge to shudder from the breath of air on his ear and the small hands pressing down on his lap that was surging electric jolts through his body.
He thought the younger boy wasn’t completely aware of what he was asking for when that small voice of his came to resonate past his eardrum.
It was tempting but there was something holding him back from jumping straight for that delicious body luring him for more than just a kiss. As if there was a bound over his brain that was telling him that this isn’t right while Jin tried to reason back with himself that everything he did was not ever right to begin with.
Kame was gradually getting worried that his wish wouldn’t be fulfilled after all. Of course Jin would have been thinking that he was such a slut asking for such a thing. Maybe he was no different from Uchi and Ueda after all.
Carefully and slowly he lowered himself and the hands on Jin’s lap began to slide off uneasily as if they belong to even just some part of Jin himself.
Abruptly Jin broke off from his trance when the small hands on his lap moved and he caught the pair of hands just in time before they were completely sliding off.
They both competed in a long staring competition; Kame’s perplexed eyes and Jin’s astonished ones.
Before the younger boy could start saying something else when there was nothing actually on his mind as to what he was supposed to say in this particular of time, Jin pulled his hands and Kame fell forwards with his lips bumping against the other’s perfectly.
Immediately Kame felt butterflies in his stomach at the moment his lips touches the older boy’s. He missed the taste of Jin’s lips which he couldn’t correctly comprehend but only continues getting fancied by it and he bravely let his tongue out to lick Jin’s lips, and the older boy though smirking slightly but opened his mouth for the naughty tongue.
Jin hadn’t exactly knew about Kame from head to toe and sometimes he wondered whether it was right to say that he likes the younger boy when the latter was almost a complete stranger to him but unbeknownst to him, Kame felt the same. Therefore, while Jin on one hand felt that this was wrong and he was confident that Kame doesn’t deserve someone like him, Kame on the other hand thought that this was wrong as well but the younger boy wanted to know so he dared to take the risk of being hurt later and right now he knew and realized very well he was head over heels for this man.
He couldn’t stop and his desires took over his guilt when Kame’s tongue stroke against his own. He smirked again; if Kame wants a tongue play, Jin could give him one.
Jin’s arms sneaked behind Kame’s legs and lifted the younger boy up from the floor to sit on his lap; Kame’s hands came to rest on his chest, feeling Jin’s heartbeat.
Kame likes it when Jin’s tongue pushed his own back into his mouth and the skilled tongue would make his mind dazed with the rolling of the sleek muscle. He felt blood rushing to his ears when Jin’s tongue came to lick every corner in his mouth and heard himself moan when Jin sucked hard on his tongue.
Jin sucked him one more time before his mouth detached from the younger boy’s and made a ghostly trip to Kame’s ear. He kissed the soft skin there and closed his mouth over Kame’s one tiny silver earring. He heard another soft moan coming out from Kame’s mouth and determined to hear more of it, his mouth came to Kame’s neck, kissing on the skin there he loved so much.
He moaned louder this time and winced back slightly when Jin’s teeth took a huge bite on the side of his neck which Kame was sure would leave a mark there for hopefully eternity.
“Have I ever told you I love hearing your sweet moans?” Jin suckled hard on Kame’s neck, drawing more failed to suppress moans.
Kame’s fingers started to scratch about from the treatments he received from the older boy and he was sure they were going to end up where Kame was already expecting them too so he boldly lifted Jin’s shirt up halfway with his fingers on the hem of the white shirt Jin was wearing.
“No, you haven’t.” Kame kissed Jin’s nose and grinned cheekily when the latter raised his arms for Kame to remove his shirt.
Jin took Kame’s hand and placed them back on his chest. He kissed Kame again and replied softly, “Then you know now. Don’t hold your moans back. Let me hear what I make you feel.”
Kame felt his cheeks getting hot and somehow every part of his body felt hot too. “I won’t hold back from now.”
He was literally hinting to the older boy that he wanted more and not only today and he quietly wished Jin would read through his mind.
Jin beamed as he heard Kame’s shy voice over his ears and made a move to unbutton the shirt on Kame which was declining his advances to the younger boy.
He found those tiny nipples with his fingers and put pressure on the twins at once, making Kame’s hand on his chest went to his shoulders and gripped tightly at the jolts of pleasure camouflaging his vision.
“Ahh, Jin…” Kame moaned and sinks his teeth onto Jin’s shoulder, licking the tanned skin once and then twice.
Jin groaned when he felt Kame’s teeth on his own skin, his fingers on Kame’s left nipple was replaced by his hungry mouth instead and his free hand went to pull down the sweatpants Kame was wearing not without difficulty though but the younger boy knew what to do and made the task easier for Jin.
“Don’t I act like a slut?” Kame teased breathlessly when his sat naked on Jin’s lap.
Jin’s hand tugged roughly on Kame’s half awaken erection and chuckled when the younger boy let out a half yelp and a half moan at the sudden gesture. “You think?”
Kame nodded and grinned, “I think I do,”
Jin placed a chaste kiss on Kame’s lips. He started a slow stroke to tease the younger boy who closed his eyes and releasing soft moans. “Then you have yet to play the best slut. I think you can do more,”
Kame smiled at Jin’s hint of more naughtiness from the younger boy and Kame couldn’t actually decline Jin for such a request so he unbuckled Jin’s pants and slid off from the latter’s lap at the same time pulling the jeans off from Jin.
Kame’s eyes grew wide briefly at the already standing cock in front of his eyes. “I can’t promise to be the best slut you’ve ever had your eyes on though.”
Jin couldn’t manage to form a coherent reply after that as Kame’s mouth enveloped his cock and the younger boy took his time licking and swirling his tongue on the heated flesh. “Mmh, Kazuya,” Jin whimpered at Kame’s tongue licking the underside of his throbbing erection.
He had to give Kame a thousand points - no, the universe there is for being the best at blowjobs. Kame pushed himself up again and kissed Jin’s dark nipples before trapping one with his teeth while he uses his hand to brush lightly over the unattended cock.
“Fuck, Kazuya,” Jin’s hand flew to Kame’s hair and pulling roughly, he brought his lips to collide over Kame’s again.
Kame’s fingers began working on Jin’s cock and they traced for the vein on the flesh and when Kame found it, he pressed down on it, making Jin spilling his moans into Kame’s mouth.
“Kazuya…” Jin panted against his lips and when Kame placed a small kiss on Jin’s cheek before moving down to eye-level with Jin’s leaking cock again, Jin’s hand remained where it was on Kame’s head.
Kame licked the leaking pre-cums and lapped his tongue over the meat before he closes his mouth on it and started sucking hard.
Jin felt himself very close but with unwilling movement of his hand, he forced himself to remove the hand from Kame’s head and stayed at Kame’s shoulder.
Kame felt the hand there on his shoulder which was probably a sign for him to stop, so he licked his lips as he pushed himself up to meet Jin’s eyes again.
Jin’s hand went to the back of Kame’s head and pulled the younger boy close. “I want to come inside of you,” he said.
Smiling again with a brush of his tongue over his lips seductively. “Then come inside of me and mess me up so dirtily that you’ll want me again and again,”
Kame sat on Jin’s lap to roll his hips against the other and slide off sideway, turning around and propped himself up but the elbow on the armrest of the couch with an inviting view of his hole to Jin’s eyes.
Jin never knew the younger boy could talk so dirty like that but he wants to hear more as everything about Kame never ceases to amaze him. He couldn’t wait to stick his enraged cock inside that sweet hole in front of his eyes.
He hovered over Kame’s back and licked the drop of sweat on Kame’s nape while one finger worked its way inside Kame’s hole. The younger boy groaned and even louder when Jin entered another finger and when he wanted to insert the third one, Kame shook his head.
“I-I’m ready,” he lied.
Blinded by lust itself, Jin couldn’t bring himself to sense the fakeness in Kame’s voice and he pulled out the fingers excitedly after twisting and poking to be replaced by his own cock.
Kame bit his lips until he could taste the rusty taste of blood but couldn’t be bothered when pain overpowered everything in his lower region. He knew he would regret of not being prepared properly but he couldn’t contain himself from just the thought of having Jin inside him again.
He felt like a high school girl losing her virginity for the first time.
But he wasn’t and he was proud when Jin spoke huskily in his ear, “You’re fucking tight, Kazuya. Fucking good,”
Kame couldn’t speak and his own hands went to stroke his own cock to distract himself from the pain and Jin noticed this.
He took Kame’s hand away and rubbed Kame’s cock with his hands. “Are you hurting?” Jin asked, concerned at the grimace at Kame’s face he saw from the side.
Kame shook his head stubbornly and when Jin didn’t fall for that this time as the latter gradually stopped his movements, Kame gripped the hand that was stroking his cock.
“Don’t stop, please,” Kame said softly.
Jin kissed Kame’s cheek and worried was evident in his voice when he spoke again, “You’re hurting, Kazuya,”
Kame turned his head and met Jin’s lips. When they kissed, Jin could feel Kame trying to assure him of his being but Jin had to make sure again. “Are you really okay?”
Kame nodded and pecked Jin’s nose. “I’m really fine.”
Jin decided to buy that and his worry wart side was thrown off his head when Kame’s moans filled the empty room and particularly over his mind when he started moving, shoving his dick in and out of the hole.
“Jin, harder,” Kame said and pushed his hips back to meet Jin’s thrusts which hit on his sweet spot each time without fail.
Jin groaned in Kame’s ears and when he pulled back to watch the explicit scene in front of his eyes; his swollen cock thrusting in and out of Kame’s hole while his hand exerting pressure on Kame’s cock with the thumb denying any release and then Kame who was moaning and sweating hard from the intense session.
Kame couldn’t put into thoughts even let alone words as to how frustrating it was the thumb on the slit of his cock there and the white dots covering his vision each time he was hit there.
He was sure he wouldn’t be able to hold in any longer from coming but he didn’t want to come before Jin does so with all strength he could muster, he thought he should wait.
However, Jin was feeling the same and the older boy decided to declare what would actually make the two finally feel more bliss than this part here. “Kazuya, let’s come together,” Jin squeezed Kame’s cock which threatened for immediate release. Jin’s fingers on Kame’s cock was already sticky with pre-cums and the older boy didn’t mind it a tad bit instead he had find it hot like that.
Kame nodded and beamed. “Thought you wouldn’t ask,” he moaned sexily which was another music to Jin’s ears at the same time the older boy groaned contentedly when he shot his seeds into Kame’s hole as the thumb on Kame’s cock swerved out of the way and with another teasing squeeze, Kame released his cum onto the cushion of the couch with Jin’s hand still attached to his cock.
His elbows gave way and couldn’t support his suddenly heavy body and he fell down onto the soft material of the couch while Jin followed behind Kame’s back, their breathing moving hard and fast.
Jin rolled off and lay naked on the cold floor while the both tried to regain their normal breathing then. Kame heard shuffling as he closed his eyes, Jin was perhaps putting his clothes back on then he could feel Jin’s presence so close to him but he kept his eyes closed pretending he was asleep.
He hoped Jin wouldn’t leave this time too.
He sighed inwardly for not having the courage to ask the older boy to stay when he heard the latter’s footsteps fading.
Drowning in his own lack of courage, he tried to slip into oblivion despite his naked form. He wished he could cuddle with the older boy after sex like what he and Ryo usually did. He squinted his eyes shut tighter, mentally slapping himself from flying his thoughts to that bastard.
His eyes flew open abruptly when he felt an arm locking around his knee and another arm turning him around. Jin lifted his tired body up and carried him bridal style into the bedroom and as Kame’s eyes was watching Jin from the trip, he felt his heartbeat raced again from the look on Jin’s face.
Jin dropped him gently onto the bed and pulled the blanket up to cover Kame’s naked body. Dressed only in his jeans, Jin leaned forward to capture those lips and when he turned to leave, Kame looked around and without thinking twice he got a hold of Jin’s finger and the older boy stopped in his tracks.
“Don’t leave.” Kame spoke hoarsely. “Please don’t leave me again.”
Jin’s eyes fixed at Kame’s, his own mind scrambling with different things he could say but he couldn’t roll them off his tongue.
Kame asking for this was really unexpected as he had only hoped and wished for it he hadn’t really seen it coming true and now that it did, he couldn’t explain the rush of remorse going through him.
Anyway, his avidity compelled the countering remorse and he crawled to the empty space next to Kame.
The younger boy couldn’t have felt more than mollified when Jin came to answer his wish. He couldn’t keep the smile off his face when Jin sneaked an arm under the blanket and wrapped it around Kame’s slender waist.
“You left me alone way too many times before,” Kame exaggerated but he hadn’t meant to be accusing when his voice was fairly pointing.
Jin placed soft kisses on Kame’s left ear and whispered, “I’m sorry I’ve been letting you down,”
Kame felt his body shiver and Jin’s tone made the younger boy want to just stay in the other’s embrace forever. So he figured he would just go ahead and confess.
“Jin,” Kame called to the ceiling, not willing to look at the older boy in the eyes yet.
“Hm?” came the soft reply from his side.
When Kame didn’t continue, Jin turned his face at the younger boy who only looked blankly at the ceiling. “What is it? Are you feeling pain somewhere?”
Kame smiled at the concerned voice coming from the older boy. He breathed in deeply and fixed his gaze at Jin.
“I really like you,” He said finally.
At first, Jin could only stare at the man in front of him speechless. There was nothing coming from his mind and especially not on his mind when Kame had confessed to him.
He could only stare at Kame’s eyes reflecting for an answer while the latter silently prayed for his feelings to be returned.
Jin swallowed hard and pulled Kame closer than they already were. “Kazuya, I like you too and it’s not just any like. I really like you like it’s - argh,” Jin looked away, frustrated at not being able to convey his feelings properly. Kame must think he was an idiot.
“You must think I’m an idiot. Maybe I am right now for not being able to speak properly but Kazuya, I’d like to be with you. I want to be more than just a friend, or a boss, for you.”
“I want to be your boyfriend, or more than that if possible.” Jin finished his sentence not without difficulty.
Kame beamed at the last sentence and threw his arms around Jin’s neck awkwardly from their positions. He kissed Jin deeply. “I’m so glad you felt the same,” Kame smiled and he was so happy he could cry but he wouldn’t.
“No, you’re not an idiot. I’d love to be with you and perhaps one day you’ll even get tired of me and leave because I’m such an attaching fuck to you,” Kame joked.
Jin chuckled. “Silly, I can never get tired of you and an attaching fuck? Doesn’t that come as a package of being my boyfriend?”
Kame nodded. “I’ll spread my legs for you anytime you want me to like a good, obedient fuck. Like I just did.” He snickered naughtily and Jin felt blood rushing to his cock at those dirty words again and Kame swearing was too cute to sound vulgar.
“And I’d love to fuck that pretty addicting little hole of yours anytime.” Jin said and pulled Kame up to straddle on his stomach.
Jin stole a kiss as he supported himself by the elbows.
“So eager for another round already?” Kame pulled Jin back by the neck and got himself another peck when Jin broke the sneaky kiss.
Jin licked his lips sexily. “I’d hold myself back before this and don’t tell me you regret now that having accepted to be my boyfriend?”
“I told you, anytime you want me to. I’m an M, mind you and how can I ever resist the sexy beast in you?” Kame rubbed his hips back and drew moans from both men.
“Oh? You said I’m sexy?” Jin grinned and turned their positions so that Kame was lying on his back on the sheets while Jin was busy stripping himself from his jeans he regretted putting on earlier.
Kame giggled when Jin dived for those cute lips and the giggles soon fade to be replaced by loud obscene voices echoing through the apartment.
A/N : ookay, no need to throw cock rings at me for the slow update and hey i'm here finally! anyway, to make it up to you sweet readers, i've made this the longest chapter evar! Happy Chinese New Year!