The Game
Title:The Game
Pairing: Junno/Nakamaru
Rating: NC17
Summary: Taguchi suggests that he and Nakamaru play a game, and things get intense.
Warning- Smut (I tried) And PWP (porn without plot)
“Do you want to play a game?” Nakamaru looked up from magazine at the sound of Taguchi’s voice, narrowing his eyes slightly.
“That depends, what kind of game do you have in mind?” Taguchi grinned brightly, setting his DS to the side and facing him.
“It’s a game called “too hot;” the rules go like this. We’ll kiss, without stopping and without touching each other, and the first person to touch the other loses.” He hummed in thought. “And the loser has to do whatever the winner wants, or the winner gets to do whatever he wants to the loser.” Nakamaru felt his face flush bright red as he averted his gaze. Since when was Taguchi so open? But then again, who was he kidding? It was Taguchi. He chewed his lip, considering the option. There was really no downside to the game, right? Nakamaru was definitely confident that he could win; even when kissing he wasn’t really a touchy person. He wasn’t sure how he had stayed silence, but he could sense Taguchi’s gaze lingering on him.
“I can’t really say no to that,” he finally said with a smirk. Taguchi raised an eyebrow and got up, moving from the chair in the corner over to the same couch that Nakamaru was on. Taguchi had come over to his house to hang out since both of them had the day off.
“Let me guess, you’re sure you could win?”
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure.”
“Don’t be so confident, Yuichi.” Taguchi’s grin faded into a smirk that matched his own. Nakamaru faltered a bit but managed to keep his composure, shrugging.
“I can be confident and I will be, you’ll see when you lose.”
“If I lose,” Taguchi corrected, pressing his lips firmly against Nakamaru’s without giving him a chance to reply. Nakamaru squeaked in surprise and stuffed his hands in his pockets, resisting the urge he already had to touch the taller man and pull him closer. He considered for a moment that maybe it wouldn’t be as easy as he thought it would, but then he realized that once he got himself under control he’d be fine. He inhaled deeply, exhaling softly moments later against Taguchi’s lips before kissing back with a little more intensity. Nakamaru could sense Taguchi already beginning to get flustered. Their relationship hadn’t started that long ago, so they still got flustered easily around each other when it came to things like this, and they hadn’t gone very far past kissing. There were “innocent” touches and things like that, but they had never gone all the way yet. This was what scared and excited him all at the same time. Maybe something like this would let them go all the way. Taguchi’s tongue slipped into his mouth, and Nakamaru let out a soft noise that was a mix between a moan and a gasp. His hands clenched into fists and he shoved them into his pockets to lessen the urge to touch. His eyes shut tight as Taguchi’s tongue explored his mouth, and Nakamaru could tell that the other was struggling already as well. It would only be a matter of time until one of them caved, and Nakamaru didn’t plan to be the one to do so first. Things were getting heated, and quite quickly. The older man’s palms were sweating inside of his pockets, and neither of them could really keep quiet, with low moans and gasps; it was a melodious sound. It sounded perfect to Nakamaru’s ears. The older man tried to pull back a bit for air, and they only separated for a moment before going at it again.
It happened in a single instance.
Nakamaru honestly didn’t know who started it or who had failed first, but suddenly their hands were all over each other, tugging at clothes and caressing the skin under them. After a few more moments Taguchi pulled back, his face flushed.
“Yu-Yuichi, do you think this is a good idea?”
“Shh, just shut up,” Nakamaru breathed out as he let his instincts take over, pushing Taguchi back against the couch and adjusting his position so he was basically on Taguchi’s lap, knees on either side of his thighs. Before returning to the kiss, Nakamaru peeled Taguchi’s shirt off, running his hands over the hot skin of his chest and abdomen. He didn’t know if it was just him that was burning up, but he didn’t mind the feeling at all. Nakamaru separated and tugged off his own shirt, tossing it to the floor in the living room as he kissed Taguchi again, pressing against the latter and noticing his already fairly obvious arousal. Nakamaru smirked and put a tad more pressure on that area, eliciting a groan from Taguchi. Nakamaru felt like he was in complete power, and he liked it. He wouldn’t abuse it though. Taguchi murmured his name again and pressed his hips upwards, now rubbing against Nakamaru. The older man shifted away from Taguchi’s mouth, planting small kisses on his neck before nipping his earlobe softly and whispering.
“I think you’re wearing too many clothes.” Taguchi closed his eyes and nodded.
“The-then so are you.”
“Fair enough,” Nakamaru grunted in response, moving his hands down to undo Taguchi’s belt, shifting a bit to tug his pants down so all that remained were his boxers.
“We haven’t done this together before,” Taguchi said a bit breathlessly, avoiding Nakamaru’s gaze.
“I-I know,” Nakamaru responded, voice a bit shaky as he tilted Taguchi’s head up, planting another soft kiss on his lips. “There’s a first for everything.” His heart was hammering in his chest as he palmed Taguchi through his boxers, the taller man panting softly and pressing into his touch.
“Don’t we need…things?” Taguchi asked, looking at him through heavy lidded eyes. Nakamaru took a breath and nodded before jumping up and going to the bathroom to grab what they needed. Going back to see Taguchi perched on the couch, exactly how he was before. Nakamaru took a moment to admire his body before going to perch on his lap again, removing his pants and boxers. He wasn’t very hesitant to reveal himself, as he was sure that Taguchi wouldn’t want him to be. After seeing him do so, Taguchi quickly slipped his own off, looking up at Nakamaru with what he read as lust. He gave that as an okay to go, so he perched back on Taguchi’s lap and kissed him again, passionately this time. What Nakamaru felt most at that point was excitement - and arousal - but not nervousness. For that, he was fairly surprised. He didn’t have time to think about the surprise though, with Taguchi’s naked body pressing against his own, sending his senses into overdrive. His member was throbbing with need, so he scanned Taguchi’s face for the okay to go on while beginning to prepare himself with the lube he had found. He wasn’t really sure why he had decided to top since they hadn’t done it together yet, but he was just going with the flow of things.
“You want this, right?” Nakamaru murmured, placing soft kisses behind Taguchi’s ear as the taller man shivered and nodded.
“I want it…” Taguchi was really hard - Nakamaru could feel it as he slowly grinded his hips against the others. Both of them were breathing heavily and completely driven by lust. Once Nakamaru was sure they were both ready - at that point he didn’t really care if Taguchi was or not - he pushed his member past Taguchi’s tight entrance with a low groan as Taguchi gasped next to his ear, gripping at Nakamaru’s shoulders.
“Yuichi…” he muttered in a low voice as Nakamaru began to grind his hips against Taguchi’s. “Fuck.” Nakamaru couldn’t help but smirk at the broken whimper that came out of Taguchi’s mouth, following the increase of pace. Nakamaru’s mouth fell open at the feeling of Taguchi clenching and tightening around him so soon.
“Hold off,” he growled, grinding down harder. Taguchi whimpered again, otherwise staying silent as his pace began to match Nakamaru’s. The older barely even registered that Taguchi’s fingernails were digging hard into his shoulders as he moaned a bit louder.
“Yuichi c’mon,” he murmured. For a split second Nakamaru thought he was going to beg, so the next words out of the youngers mouth almost made his actions halt.
“Is that all you’ve got?” Nakamaru’s jaw gaped slightly, finding the inability to answer such a question - at least with words. He bit back a groan as he subtly increased the pace and strength of his movement gripping at Taguchi’s sides and loving the feeling of the latter practically writhing underneath him. Taguchi was gripping and scratching at his shoulders so hard that Nakamaru was sure that it would hurt and leave marks tomorrow, but he really didn’t care through the feeling of intense pleasure he was receiving.
“Do you still want me to hold off?” Taguchi gasped out, clenching tighter around Nakamaru, causing him to moan out loudly. Nakamaru could barely hear him through the haze of pleasure in his brain, feeling Taguchi hot and tight around him.
“N-no,” he stammered, fingers now clawing up Taguchi’s back as he felt the coiling pressure and pleasure inside, knowing that he wasn’t far off. Taguchi cried out his name one last time as he came hard against Nakamaru’s abdomen, the feeling causing his own release not long after with a long, low moan. After a few moments both of them stilled, breathing heavily.
“Tha-that was…Wow.” Taguchi said after a moment as Nakamaru collapsed against his chest.
“It really was.” Taguchi brought his hand up to run his fingers through Nakamaru’s hair slowly with a grin. “So I take it you liked my idea.” Nakamaru relaxed, enjoying the touch as he nodded.
“I did.” Taguchi smiled wider, if possible, and wrapped his arms around Nakamaru. The taller man’s embrace made him feel unbelievably safe and comfortable.
“But wait…”
“Hmm?”
“Who won?” Taguchi paused for a moment before answering.
“I don’t even care.”