[One-shot] Valentine's Day Present (JunDa)
Title: Junno’s Valentine’s Day Present
Pairing: JunDa
Rating: NC-17
Genre: smut. And some crack.
Disclaimer: I no own! (Lovely grammar, right?) Except for the plot, of course ^_^
Summary: Uepi has a little surprise for his boyfriend when Junno gets home (btw, takes place during the BtR tour when Junno’s hair was longer and brown ^_^)
A/N: dedicated to JunJun cause I’ve been meaning to write her a smut for a while now XD and part of my smut-shots for my friends ^_^ oh yeah, un-proofed so beware of typos :D
“So… I’ll go home first?” Ueda stuffs his change of clothes into his bag, trying not to focus on the way Junno’s damp hair sticks to his neck around the collar of his open shirt. Of all the days to wear a button-down shirt…do you want me to attack you while we’re at work?
Junno smiles brightly, oblivious. “Sure, need me to bring anything for dinner?”
Ueda shakes his head. “No need, I’ve got everything.”
“Okay! See you in a few,” he pats Ueda’s shoulder and the shorter nods, smiling softly.
“Taguchi’s gonna get laid,” Koki song-songs from the other side of the room. “Ueda’s got that glint in his eyes again.”
Kame quirks an eyebrow. “Don’t think you’ll be so lucky. It may be Valentine’s, but we still have work tomorrow.”
Koki groans. “Come on, Kazu!”
“Nothing short of getting me drunk will allow that to happen.”
Koki throws his head back against the couch. “You’re so mean.”
Ueda, meanwhile, prepares the apartment carefully for Junno’s arrival. He checks the drawer of his bed-stand. Hmm… the lube is running low… I’ll just get another bottle out, he thinks to himself cheerily. That was a good holiday…
He pauses in his daydreaming to glance at the strip of dark blue cloth on the bed. He picks up the hand-span thick slice of fabric, holds it up to the light. What a tight weave… perfect.
He laughs to himself softly as he prepares a simple dinner for Junno.
“Uepi?”
“In the kitchen,” the other calls.
Junno watches him idly from the doorway for a while, enjoying the sight of Ueda in his cute pink apron. I paid an expensive price for getting him to wear that apron, he wonders fleetingly. He unconsciously rubs his ass and stands up straighter. “Curry?” he asks aloud. “It smells really good.”
Ueda, who was humming some unfamiliar tune to himself, comes back to himself. “Hmm? Oh, yeah, curry.”
Junno laughs a little and walks up to his boyfriend. “Are you sure you should be cooking if you’re that spacey?”
“Too late,” Ueda replies cheerily. “It’s done. Sit down and we can eat,” he pecks Junno on the lips and grabs some plates. He serves out the curry, having taken up the tune he was humming before again, he nods his head a little to the beat.
He’s so cute… the thought crosses Junno’s mind. And then he remembers the last time he said as much aloud. He paid for that one too. He clears his throat and Ueda sets the plate down in front of him. “Itadakimasu!” he says brightly after Ueda sits down. He takes a bite. “Uwa! Yummy!”
Ueda flashes him a boyish smile. “I’m glad you like it!” he begins to devour his own.
After dinner, as per routine, Ueda sits at his keyboard and plays out a song or two, works on one he’s composing. Even if it is Valentine’s Day and Junno wants to make the best of their night, Junno knows that Ueda is surprisingly forceful about some things, and his piano time and glass of warm peppermint milk before bed are among them. He relaxes and listens intently to the melodies, closes his eyes and lays his head back against the couch. He doesn’t open his eyes right away after the music stops. He hears Ueda approach him, feels the heat coming off his body as he leans in… and bites his neck.
“OW! What are you, a vampire?!”
“PPfffttt….” Ueda giggles. “I couldn’t help it, your expression is so funny… oh, it’s going a little red,” he says and points at the spot.
“What?! I can’t have a mark there!” he rushes to the bathroom.
“Come on, I’ve sent you to work with marks all over your body, in places visible and not. What’s the big deal?” he skips over and hugs Junno from behind. “Now come to the bedroom, I have a gift for you.”
“A gift?” Junno’s tone is dubious. “Is it gonna hu-”
“It’s not gonna hurt, promise.”
“Good. I remember the last ‘gift’ I got from you and it was painful!”
Ueda laughs. “You’re no fun,” he says. “You think that one was bad you should’ve seen the one Kame got Jin for his birthday, I thought he would die laughing at the expression on Jin’s face.”
“Ehh? Kame got Jin one too? I bet Koki didn’t like that much. But, I bet his wasn’t rib-”
“It was shaped like an eggplant,” Ueda chuckles.
Junno’s eyes go wide as saucers. “Why…?”
“You weren’t there for that? Oh well, come on! Bedroom is this way!” he drags Junno over to said room. He holds up the strip of cloth triumphantly.
“Um…?”
“It’s a blindfold!” Ueda says excitedly.
Junno’s eyes go wide again. He starts backing away slowly. “Oh no… what’re you planning?”
Ueda loses the innocent smile. He smirks and his eyes narrow in anticipation. Junno shivers. “I just plan on letting you really enjoy tonight. I hear your sense of touch is magnified when you’re blindfolded. I always wanted to see-”
“Oh thank God I thought you had another toy in mind too, or bondage or something. That’s okay,” he hops onto the bed. “Truth is, I’ve wanted to see what it’s like too. Koki told me it’s amazing…”
“Kame blindfolded Koki?”
“Yeah, but he had a leather one, with straps,” Junno motions, demonstrating where they were and how it was shaped.
“Yeah, I wanted a cloth one. Leather’s just too…”
“S&M? But I thought you-”
“Nah, don’t like it all flashy and dramatic like that.”
Something in the way he says it makes Junno a lot more terrified than if he’d said he loved the leather. He looks away with a nervous laugh.
Ueda’s lips twitch and he strides over and wraps an arm over Junno’s shoulders, kisses him forcefully. As Junno wraps his arms around Ueda’s waist, moving back on the bed, the smaller man straddles his hips and nibbles Junno’s lips, which part so his tongue can slide in and wrap around the younger man’s.
Junno lets Ueda dominate for a while, until his lover gives him those little signs he wants Junno to take over- tugging his hair a little there, grinding down on his hips- after which he happily does. He leans back, forcing Ueda to lean down with him and moves Ueda’s hands to his shirt. He then tugs at Ueda’s belt, undoes it, works on the jeans.
Ueda’s lips roam down his neck to his collarbones as Junno strips him, nipping and sucking as he slides the open shirt off Junno’s shoulders. His hands then travel down to rub the crotch of Junno’s jeans, making the other buck his hips a little.
"Ah, Uepi..."
"Quit with the stupid nickname, we're not at work," Ueda growls, biting Junno's nipple sharper than he was originally planning to, drawing a whimper from the man beneath him.
"Tatsuya," he whines, "that hurt!"
Ueda raises an eyebrow. He rolls his hips and Junno groans, throwing his head back against the sheets. Ueda grabs the blindfold, slipping it over Junno’s eyes, brushing his hair away, stroking the strands from the thick cloth. He knots it tightly, trails his fingers over the skin of Junno’s shoulders and chest. He leans over so his lips are just a little ways above Junno’s, tantalizingly close.
Junno takes a breath, surprised when he suddenly feels Ueda’s face so close. He can feel the other’s soft breath against his lips. He reaches up and sets his hands on each of Ueda’s cheeks, runs his fingers through the elder’s hair, down his back, picturing the other in his mind. A hand on his chest moves, its presence disappears, reappears over his crotch, working at his jeans. The lips hovering above his own come down and Ueda leans deeply into it, his tongue slips into Junno’s mouth to explore and the younger counters, fighting for dominance. Further down, there’s the sensation of his zipper coming down and he hears the soft rasp before Ueda’s cool hands slide down his hips, forcing the cloth away. Junno props himself on one elbow, never parting their lips for a second as Ueda forces his pants and boxers off. Were the sheets always this soft? Junno wonders briefly. Then Ueda’s warmth travels lower and a hand rubs over his member, teasing it to full life. Junno finds he can suddenly feel the slight calluses on Ueda’s fingers from guitar, and the way they rasp just a little against the sensitive skin right there- he moans and grips the sheets as a roughened thumb drags over his slit, sending a shock of pleasure through him.
Ueda glances up at his boyfriend, enjoying the little ticks and funny quirks of expression as Junno discovers each new sensation. So, it kicks in that fast, huh? He suddenly smirks. He runs a hand up from the inside of Junno’s hip and slowly up his stomach, sweeping lightly over his chest, tickling the skin. Junno’s breath hitches, his muscles twitch under Ueda’s fingers. Ueda drags his nails lightly over Junno’s nipples, making goose-bumps break out over the other’s skin. He leans down and blows on Junno’s hard-on and the resulting groan makes his own erection throb painfully. He presses his hips down against the bed, seeking a little contact, at least. He closes his eyes with a sigh and the hot air on Junno’s erection catches the younger by surprise.
“T-Tatsuya…” he breathes, squirming a little.
Ueda’s hands pause in their roaming over the other’s chest. One slips back down and takes Junno in a firm, hot grip.
Junno writhes, trying to buck his hips as Ueda pumps his member teasingly slowly. He whimpers the other’s name but there’s no response, only a sudden tightening of grip at times. Ueda’s calluses are driving him mad now that he can feel them-- he can’t stop noticing how they scratch against the raw, sensitive skin of his cock, sending prickles of added sensation through his body. Then, almost without warning but for a soft breath of air and a flicker of a second of Ueda’s presence intensifying, hot lips slide over his cock and Ueda’s tongue swirls around the head, traces a vein, presses hard against his slit and Junno’s moans kick up a notch. “Ahn… Tatsu-Tatsuya… t-there… ah!” he tries not to buck his hips, tries not to thrust into the hot, damp, willing cavern around him. Ueda hums a note and the vibration alone drives Junno farther to the brink. He pants hard as Ueda’s breath presses feathery, humid gusts against his heated skin as Ueda bobs his head, lips taught around Junno’s cock. The slight changes in temperature- the hot-to-cold as Ueda’s lips slide down and back up again over his skin, makes Junno tremble with pleasure. Ueda’s hair, just the lightest locks of it, brush against the hypersensitive skin of his hips and sends tingling shocks through his hips almost like an itch. His muscles tighten in his gut and he calls out Ueda’s name, begging him to speed up that little bit that’ll push him over the edge…
Just Ueda pulls back and the shock of cooler air sends a ripple of goosebumps back over Junno’s skin. He feels Ueda shift, his warmth goes farther away and his weight on the mattress shifts. There’s a soft clicking creak of a bottle cap and then hot fingers are massaging still-cool liquid over his cock. The other hand takes Junno’s, dribbles the lube over his fingers for him. Junno runs his free hand down Ueda’s body, finding his shape, his position, in his mind’s eye. He drags his lubed fingers over Ueda’s crack, noticing the slight pick-up in the intensity of the breaths against his chest. He pushes a finger in and Ueda leans down to kiss him, moaning a little. But Junno pauses.
“You’re so loose already…” he whispers, surprised.
Junno can feel Ueda smirk, hears it in his voice. “I took the liberty of preparing a little before you came over… you were so slow,” he nibbles Junno’s jaw beneath his ear and the younger shivers.
“Y-you’re so thoughtful,” he forces out with the little sarcasm he can muster.
Ueda responds by pushing his hips down against his fingers. Junno slips in a second, scissoring them roughly. Ueda’s body shivers above him and when Junno feels the breath over his neck even out again, he slides the third in, thrusting and stretching. He’s surprised, though, when Ueda shifts above him a little earlier than he’d have thought. A slick hand caresses his erection before positioning it so Ueda can push down onto it. He hisses a little at the stretch, the sting, but when Junno’s in all the way, he adjusts soon and leans back close against the younger, who sits up a little so they’re more comfortable. “M-move…” Ueda orders at last.
It takes Junno another moment to gather his thoughts enough to even process the thought. Has he always been this…exquisite? He wonders briefly. He brings his hands up to wander over Ueda’s skin, finding and tweaking the spots he knows will make the other crazy, tremble so bad from the pleasure he won’t be able to hold himself up. Junno snatches Ueda’s lips, feeling his way through the kiss and against the elder’s lips. He thrusts up slowly and Ueda whimpers into his mouth. Junno’s hands slip down to Ueda’s hips, grip them securely and the other moves himself to start. Junno mimics the pace, feeling his way around as if it was their first time together. He feels Ueda’s muscles ripple around him in the struggle not to clamp down but to relax… he feels Ueda’s flesh relax and stretch by the tiniest degrees as he thrusts deeper, a little faster. He groans against the softness of Ueda’s lips, one hand moves to Ueda’s waist to pull him closer, feel more of the skin- hard with muscle but somehow soft, like velvet over wire- and hear more of the soft breathless whimpers and moans now ringing against his ear, hot breath puffing raggedly over his neck.
“J-junno… f-faster,” the Ueda pleads, one hand gripping Junno’s hair tightly, the other a claw against his back. The younger complies, and while one hand still steadies the man above him, he takes Ueda’s erection in his palm, raking his fingertips over it, feeling the ridge of a vein here, a fold of skin there. Unconsciously almost, Junno teases the skin, the head, presses sharply against the slit and Ueda gasps and leans weakly against him as shivers of pleasure rush through him. Junno feels it in the tightness around him- each wave of pleasure twitches, tightens the muscles around him. Junno throws his head back, panting. He thrusts quicker into Ueda and the other moves to meet him, match him, the fingers at Junno’s back digging harder into the skin as he nears his climax. Junno guides him carefully to shift, they flip and Ueda kneels on the bed, Junno behind him. Ueda gasps when Junno palms his cock again, whimpers when the younger thrusts hard against his prostate, making his tremble and cry out.
He can feel the spot, when he hits it, and now he knows the feel of it, Junno hits it again and again. He leans down close to Ueda’s back, thrusting quickly as he nears orgasm. He leans a little father, kisses Ueda’s spine and feels miniscule hairs on the skin rise in little bumps over the elder’s skin. Junno increases his tempo, his thrusts get shallower but sharper, rougher, feeling the warmth pool in his gut in a burning heat. He groans against Ueda’s skin, grips and pumps Ueda’s erection harder and the other’s muscles twitch and seem to roll over Junno’s cock inside of him- it drives him over the end and he cries out as he releases inside the other.
The hot sensation, the pressure, it all pushes Ueda over the edge and he shudders with a silent cry as he comes after, spilling over Junno’s hand. The other pulls out carefully and Ueda turn around onto his back and pulls Junno in close against his chest. He runs his fingers over Junno’s ribs on his back as they catch their breath and their senses. Ueda reaches up and unties the blindfold from Junno’s eyes, brushes his fingers through the other’s sweaty hair. He watches Junno blink, as if accustoming himself to bright light though there’s only a soft lamp on next to them and chuckles at him as he blinks repeatedly.
Suddenly, Junno looks into Ueda’s eyes and smiles- dorky and tender at the same time. He reaches up, combs Ueda’s bangs from his face and kisses him sweetly. “That was fucking amazing… but I missed seeing your face the whole time,” he says hoarsely.
It’s Ueda’s turn to blink, but then he breaks out into a wry grin. “How the Hell do I even answer to that?”