Another (really long) one shot fic!
TITLE - “Vinyl Covered Nights”
GENRE - One shot I suppose
RATING - R~NC-17
PAIRING - Gackt x Miyabi (DlQ era Miyavi)
COMMENTS - EEEEE I did Miyabi-uke! I usually don’t do this, so enjoy it while it lasts. XD And I am aware that it hops from Gackt's house to a hair dresser, but if I would have made a chapter mark there, it would've been too short for me. So it's all in one. XD
DISCLAIMER - They belong to themselves, etc etc…
“Ughhh…” Miyabi stumbled down the street clutching his head, and barely avoided tripping over his own feet. He didn’t even know what street he was on, if it was even the right one.
Kikasa had dragged him out to a bar and shoved at least four of every drink at him the entire night. At the time, he thought it was funny. Now, he was paying for it. Reaching the door, he collapsed onto it and turned the knob. It clicked open.
“Apparently, I left it unlocked,” Miyabi muttered to himself as he walked in. As the minutes went by, he became more and more unfocused.
He reached the staircase and fell onto the banister; he didn’t remember having a staircase; did he have a staircase? Regardless of the answer, he climbed up, tripped over the top step and landed with a loud thump, then made his way through a near door and into the bedroom. He didn’t even bother taking off his clothes; he just fell onto the mattress and covered himself up, then instantly fell asleep.
~~*~~
Gackt yawned and stretched.
“What a pleasant dream,” he sighed as he rolled over. He wasn’t expecting what he saw.
“Whoa!” Gackt shot back a little too far and fell off the bed, his sheet coming with him.
The man on the other side of the bed jumped up and backed toward the wall, running into a table.
“I’m sorry, I’m so… so…rry,” Miyabi’s voice trailed off as he slowly realized he was talking to Gackt. Who was lying on the floor. With nothing but a sheet covering him. He couldn’t help but blush. Miyabi looked away for a moment, giggling to himself, then looked back, only to find Gackt nowhere in sight. He looked around, then felt a knife pressed up against his neck. Miyabi felt soft cloth rub against his arm; apparently, Gackt had put on a robe.
“Who are you? If you’re a robber, I’m going to kill you.” Yes, he knew it was a little overboard, but Gackt didn’t want anyone stealing anything of his.
Miyabi took a second.
I know that was meant to sound painful, but why do I suddenly feel… He brushed the thought from his mind and looked around.
The room was almost all leopard print, and above a white marble fireplace hung a holder full of swords. One was missing.
That explains where he got that, Miyabi said, swallowing deeply.
“Listen, I’m really sorry, but I got really, really drunk last night and you left your door open so I accidentally walked in and thought it was my house and… then you woke up this morning!” Miyabi smiled hopefully. As Gackt let the sword fall, Miyabi let out a sigh of relief and stepped away from him, rubbing his neck.
“Besides,” Gackt looked up “, even if I was stealing anything, you’d be able to tell.” Miyabi gestured to his outfit. Gackt had been so preoccupied with the situation, he hadn’t even taken a good look at his ‘intruder’.
He was pretty much covered in vinyl from head to toe. Knee high boots, miniskirt, collared tank top, tons of jewelry… the only part not covered was his face, which held three distinct piercings; nose, lip, and eyebrow, and a small length of thigh that almost completely contrasted with the vinyl. Gackt had to admit he definitely didn’t need to be convinced to look him over.
“You could search me if you wanted to.”
Gackt stared at him for a minute, silently considering his options. Maybe one search couldn’t hurt… Gackt shook his head.
“No, I’ll be fine. Listen, if you were out all last night, you should probably eat something. You can’t drive like that either.”
“Yeah, you can call Kikasa, he took me last night,” Miyabi said, walking slowly toward the door. He stumbled, and Gackt ran up to help.
“No, I don’t need it,” Miyabi said, waving Gackt away.
“Yes, you do.” Miyabi raised his finger and opened his mouth to protest, but decided against it and simply shrugged. Walking down the stairs, stumbling almost every other step, the two made their way to the kitchen. As Miyabi sat down, his head suddenly started pounding, so he laid it down on the counter.
“What’s your friend’s number?” Miyabi groaned.
“Gimme the phone.” Gackt reluctantly handed the phone over and watched as Miyabi dialed. He took the phone back.
“Hello, is this Kikasa?… It is? Oh, this is Gackt, I have your friend Miyabi here, can you… Yes, I’m telling the truth… Just come get him, he’s not fit to drive… Yes, here’s my address…”
Fifteen or so minutes later, Kikasa arrived at the door.
“I’m here for Miyabi?” Kikasa looked Gackt over.
“Present!” Miyabi said as he stumbled in, saluting. Kikasa rolled his eyes.
“Thank you, Gaccun,” Miyabi giggled as he hugged a slightly blushing Gackt. Kikasa smirked. In fact, Kikasa always got that look when he started scheming. Grabbing Miyabi’s hand, he dragged him into the car. Miyabi waved. Gackt waved back. Kikasa just smiled to himself.
~~*~~
“Hey! Thanks a lot for the haircut, you did a really great job!” Miyabi bowed and started walking out, Kikasa close behind. Half turned toward him, Miyabi began talking. Kikasa cut him off.
“Miyabi, you’re about to run into-”
Kikasa didn’t even get a chance to finish his sentence before Miyabi ran into the man just walking in. He fell backwards, sprawled onto the floor. He rubbed his head and looked up.
In front of him stood Gackt, eyes slightly wide. He reached down to help him up. Miyabi took his hand. Gackt pulled up and Miyabi shot toward him, landing a little too close. Gackt looked down at Miyabi and blushed slightly. Miyabi pushed closer to Gackt and leaned up slightly toward his lips.
“Are you okay?” Gackt asked.
“Sorry I ran into you,” Miyabi practically whispered. As he leaned in even closer, Gackt pulled back. Miyabi blushed, then bowed and walked around him and out the door, Kikasa following. Gackt turned and watched the two leave, then slowly waved on the off-chance that Miyabi might turn around; he never did. So he walked toward the hairdresser’s chair and sat down.
~~*~~
“You were about to kiss him!” Kikasa was almost glowing.
“No, I wasn’t!”
“Yes, you were, it was so obvious!”
“Oh, shut up, Kikasa, honestly!” Miyabi sat pouting in the passenger seat, arms crossed. Kikasa, smirking in the driver’s seat, suddenly broke out into choruses of ‘Miyabi and Gaccun sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.’ Miyabi punched him.
They drove the rest of the way in complete silence, Kikasa all the while forming a plan.
~~*~~
The next week, his plan came into full swing. With a little bit of help, Kikasa had contacted some of the members of Gackt’s band and had gotten them to convince Gackt to go on a blind date, which he had also gotten Miyabi to agree to.
It was all working great. They’d be at a little restaurant and they’d hit it off! Fool proof, Kikasa knew it.
So now, Miyabi was sitting at the bar of this little restaurant, being careful not to drink too much.
There was a little television above the bar; nothing that interesting was on, though. Miyabi was just staring at it, not paying much attention, when he heard his name.
“Miyabi? What a surprise.”
Miyabi turned. Gackt had just walked in, and was now making his way toward him. He took a seat at the barstool next to him.
“So, what brings you here?”
“Friend set me up on a blind date. You?”
Miyabi put his head in his hands and stared at the wall.
“Same,” he sighed. Gackt laughed. Miyabi looked over and smiled.
“Wanna move to a table?” Miyabi said as he stood up. Gackt shrugged.
“Sure”
They walked over to the nearest table and sat down. It didn’t take them long to start up a conversation and, before long, they were both laughing. One of the waiters walked up and asked the two what they wanted. Without hesitation, both of them looked at the waiter and said the same thing:
“Curry.”
This caused another laughing bout, the waiter grabbing the menus and walking away awkwardly as it started.
Both got their food and ate, all the while talking and laughing. Needless to say, they both completely lost track of time. When Miyabi finally looked at his watch, it was well past ten o’clock.
“Oh, wow. Hey, waiter guy. Can we have the check?” Miyabi yelled. He came over and set it on the table. Both Gackt and Miyabi reached for it, causing their hands to fall on top of each other. Unseen by each other, both of them blushed.
“I’ll pay,” Gackt said, smiling.
Then, they both got up and walked outside.
“Oi, Gaccun, can you give me a ride? Kikasa drove me, so I don’t have my car, and I’m no huge fan of walking.” Miyabi smirked and stared up at the sky.
“Sure, I’ll drive you.” Miyabi smiled even wider.
“Lead the way!”
In barely any time, they reached Gackt’s car and started to Miyabi’s house. It didn’t take long to get there, and when they did, Gackt walked Miyabi up to the door.
“You know, I really had fun tonight. I didn’t expect after that… meeting that we’d actually be able to connect.” They both laughed.
“We should do this again sometime.” With that, Gackt put his hand up to Miyabi’s cheek. Miyabi blushed. Gackt slowly brought Miyabi’s face up to his own, and paused right before their lips touched. They stood like that for a few seconds, then Miyabi reached up and finally connected.
It was sweet bliss. Miyabi felt Gackt’s arms wrap around his waist and he followed suit.
It didn’t take long for the kiss to deepen. Miyabi pressed Gackt up against the entry wall and nearly slid to the ground before realizing they should probably go inside. Barely breaking the kiss, Miyabi unlocked the door and stumbled in, still very much attached. Miyabi grinned.
Both seriously doubted they could make it to the bedroom, so they collapsed onto the couch, Gackt on top, straddling Miyabi. He broke for a second to catch his breath.
“Kikasa… he thinks… I like you,” Miyabi said through short kisses. Gackt smiled down at him and leaned back.
“I wonder what could have possibly given him that idea?” Gackt unbuttoned his shirt and threw it across the room, then pulled Miyabi’s over his head and tossed it as well. Miyabi wrapped his arms around Gackt’s neck and pulled him down to kiss him again. Once they were connected, Miyabi snaked his hand down to the button of Gackt’s pants and undid them, then unzipped the zipper and pulled them down, making Gackt move to finish taking them off.
Before he even got a chance to get his knees back on the couch, Gackt felt Miyabi’s tongue run all the way up and down his erection. He moaned a little, then pulled Miyabi’s head away and held it in his hand while he unzipped his skirt and slid it off.
Gackt massaged Miyabi’s length and watched as he arched his back and panted in pleasure. Gackt turned Miyabi around and plunged himself into the younger man, without much warning. Miyabi jerked up and cried out.
“Uhn, Gacchan…” Miyabi panted. Gackt held his finger up to Miyabi’s lips; he lightly kissed it.
Gackt began a slow thrusting; Miyabi winced, every once in a while kissing Gackt’s fingers to keep from screaming. Gackt kept up, gradually wrapping his arms tighter and tighter around Miyabi’s waist.
Gackt kissed Miyabi’s neck and let the kiss trail down Miyabi’s back. Miyabi wrapped his arms around Gackt and pulled him as close as he could, pushing Gackt into him as far as possible. Miyabi straightened his back and let go, reaching a climax, and relaxed a little.
“Gaccun… Please…” he whimpered. Gackt nodded and pulled out. Miyabi turned and lay his head on Gackt’s shoulder. He picked up Miyabi’s head and kissed him. Miyabi smiled weakly, his eyes half closed. He lay down on the couch while Gackt got up to find a blanket. He came back and lay down, cupping Miyabi near his chest and covering their bodies with the sheet.
Slowly but surely, the two fell asleep, holding each other.
~~*~~
The next morning, Miyabi awoke alone on the couch. He sat up and looked around; Gackt was nowhere in sight.
Miyabi rubbed his head as Gackt walked into the room, drying his hair. Miyabi smiled.
Gackt walked over to him and kissed him.
“Sleep well?” Miyabi nodded. Gackt sat down next to him and hugged him tightly. Miyabi laid his head on Gackt’s shoulder.
All of a sudden, the doorbell rang. Miyabi looked at Gackt.
“Towel?” He asked as he handed one to Miyabi. He smiled and took it, then wrapped it around himself. Then he walked over to the door and opened it. Kikasa waltzed in.
“Hey Miyabi, just wondering how you’re date went last ni-” Kikasa stopped when he saw Gackt sitting there.
“Oh, sorry Miyabi. Didn’t know I was interrupting. I’ll talk to you later.” Kikasa waved and walked back outside, backtracking to the window.
Kikasa watched Miyabi walk over to Gackt and sit down on his lap, then lean down and kiss him. He smiled.
“You’re welcome, Miyabi.”
GENRE - One shot I suppose
RATING - R~NC-17
PAIRING - Gackt x Miyabi (DlQ era Miyavi)
COMMENTS - EEEEE I did Miyabi-uke! I usually don’t do this, so enjoy it while it lasts. XD And I am aware that it hops from Gackt's house to a hair dresser, but if I would have made a chapter mark there, it would've been too short for me. So it's all in one. XD
DISCLAIMER - They belong to themselves, etc etc…
“Ughhh…” Miyabi stumbled down the street clutching his head, and barely avoided tripping over his own feet. He didn’t even know what street he was on, if it was even the right one.
Kikasa had dragged him out to a bar and shoved at least four of every drink at him the entire night. At the time, he thought it was funny. Now, he was paying for it. Reaching the door, he collapsed onto it and turned the knob. It clicked open.
“Apparently, I left it unlocked,” Miyabi muttered to himself as he walked in. As the minutes went by, he became more and more unfocused.
He reached the staircase and fell onto the banister; he didn’t remember having a staircase; did he have a staircase? Regardless of the answer, he climbed up, tripped over the top step and landed with a loud thump, then made his way through a near door and into the bedroom. He didn’t even bother taking off his clothes; he just fell onto the mattress and covered himself up, then instantly fell asleep.
~~*~~
Gackt yawned and stretched.
“What a pleasant dream,” he sighed as he rolled over. He wasn’t expecting what he saw.
“Whoa!” Gackt shot back a little too far and fell off the bed, his sheet coming with him.
The man on the other side of the bed jumped up and backed toward the wall, running into a table.
“I’m sorry, I’m so… so…rry,” Miyabi’s voice trailed off as he slowly realized he was talking to Gackt. Who was lying on the floor. With nothing but a sheet covering him. He couldn’t help but blush. Miyabi looked away for a moment, giggling to himself, then looked back, only to find Gackt nowhere in sight. He looked around, then felt a knife pressed up against his neck. Miyabi felt soft cloth rub against his arm; apparently, Gackt had put on a robe.
“Who are you? If you’re a robber, I’m going to kill you.” Yes, he knew it was a little overboard, but Gackt didn’t want anyone stealing anything of his.
Miyabi took a second.
I know that was meant to sound painful, but why do I suddenly feel… He brushed the thought from his mind and looked around.
The room was almost all leopard print, and above a white marble fireplace hung a holder full of swords. One was missing.
That explains where he got that, Miyabi said, swallowing deeply.
“Listen, I’m really sorry, but I got really, really drunk last night and you left your door open so I accidentally walked in and thought it was my house and… then you woke up this morning!” Miyabi smiled hopefully. As Gackt let the sword fall, Miyabi let out a sigh of relief and stepped away from him, rubbing his neck.
“Besides,” Gackt looked up “, even if I was stealing anything, you’d be able to tell.” Miyabi gestured to his outfit. Gackt had been so preoccupied with the situation, he hadn’t even taken a good look at his ‘intruder’.
He was pretty much covered in vinyl from head to toe. Knee high boots, miniskirt, collared tank top, tons of jewelry… the only part not covered was his face, which held three distinct piercings; nose, lip, and eyebrow, and a small length of thigh that almost completely contrasted with the vinyl. Gackt had to admit he definitely didn’t need to be convinced to look him over.
“You could search me if you wanted to.”
Gackt stared at him for a minute, silently considering his options. Maybe one search couldn’t hurt… Gackt shook his head.
“No, I’ll be fine. Listen, if you were out all last night, you should probably eat something. You can’t drive like that either.”
“Yeah, you can call Kikasa, he took me last night,” Miyabi said, walking slowly toward the door. He stumbled, and Gackt ran up to help.
“No, I don’t need it,” Miyabi said, waving Gackt away.
“Yes, you do.” Miyabi raised his finger and opened his mouth to protest, but decided against it and simply shrugged. Walking down the stairs, stumbling almost every other step, the two made their way to the kitchen. As Miyabi sat down, his head suddenly started pounding, so he laid it down on the counter.
“What’s your friend’s number?” Miyabi groaned.
“Gimme the phone.” Gackt reluctantly handed the phone over and watched as Miyabi dialed. He took the phone back.
“Hello, is this Kikasa?… It is? Oh, this is Gackt, I have your friend Miyabi here, can you… Yes, I’m telling the truth… Just come get him, he’s not fit to drive… Yes, here’s my address…”
Fifteen or so minutes later, Kikasa arrived at the door.
“I’m here for Miyabi?” Kikasa looked Gackt over.
“Present!” Miyabi said as he stumbled in, saluting. Kikasa rolled his eyes.
“Thank you, Gaccun,” Miyabi giggled as he hugged a slightly blushing Gackt. Kikasa smirked. In fact, Kikasa always got that look when he started scheming. Grabbing Miyabi’s hand, he dragged him into the car. Miyabi waved. Gackt waved back. Kikasa just smiled to himself.
~~*~~
“Hey! Thanks a lot for the haircut, you did a really great job!” Miyabi bowed and started walking out, Kikasa close behind. Half turned toward him, Miyabi began talking. Kikasa cut him off.
“Miyabi, you’re about to run into-”
Kikasa didn’t even get a chance to finish his sentence before Miyabi ran into the man just walking in. He fell backwards, sprawled onto the floor. He rubbed his head and looked up.
In front of him stood Gackt, eyes slightly wide. He reached down to help him up. Miyabi took his hand. Gackt pulled up and Miyabi shot toward him, landing a little too close. Gackt looked down at Miyabi and blushed slightly. Miyabi pushed closer to Gackt and leaned up slightly toward his lips.
“Are you okay?” Gackt asked.
“Sorry I ran into you,” Miyabi practically whispered. As he leaned in even closer, Gackt pulled back. Miyabi blushed, then bowed and walked around him and out the door, Kikasa following. Gackt turned and watched the two leave, then slowly waved on the off-chance that Miyabi might turn around; he never did. So he walked toward the hairdresser’s chair and sat down.
~~*~~
“You were about to kiss him!” Kikasa was almost glowing.
“No, I wasn’t!”
“Yes, you were, it was so obvious!”
“Oh, shut up, Kikasa, honestly!” Miyabi sat pouting in the passenger seat, arms crossed. Kikasa, smirking in the driver’s seat, suddenly broke out into choruses of ‘Miyabi and Gaccun sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.’ Miyabi punched him.
They drove the rest of the way in complete silence, Kikasa all the while forming a plan.
~~*~~
The next week, his plan came into full swing. With a little bit of help, Kikasa had contacted some of the members of Gackt’s band and had gotten them to convince Gackt to go on a blind date, which he had also gotten Miyabi to agree to.
It was all working great. They’d be at a little restaurant and they’d hit it off! Fool proof, Kikasa knew it.
So now, Miyabi was sitting at the bar of this little restaurant, being careful not to drink too much.
There was a little television above the bar; nothing that interesting was on, though. Miyabi was just staring at it, not paying much attention, when he heard his name.
“Miyabi? What a surprise.”
Miyabi turned. Gackt had just walked in, and was now making his way toward him. He took a seat at the barstool next to him.
“So, what brings you here?”
“Friend set me up on a blind date. You?”
Miyabi put his head in his hands and stared at the wall.
“Same,” he sighed. Gackt laughed. Miyabi looked over and smiled.
“Wanna move to a table?” Miyabi said as he stood up. Gackt shrugged.
“Sure”
They walked over to the nearest table and sat down. It didn’t take them long to start up a conversation and, before long, they were both laughing. One of the waiters walked up and asked the two what they wanted. Without hesitation, both of them looked at the waiter and said the same thing:
“Curry.”
This caused another laughing bout, the waiter grabbing the menus and walking away awkwardly as it started.
Both got their food and ate, all the while talking and laughing. Needless to say, they both completely lost track of time. When Miyabi finally looked at his watch, it was well past ten o’clock.
“Oh, wow. Hey, waiter guy. Can we have the check?” Miyabi yelled. He came over and set it on the table. Both Gackt and Miyabi reached for it, causing their hands to fall on top of each other. Unseen by each other, both of them blushed.
“I’ll pay,” Gackt said, smiling.
Then, they both got up and walked outside.
“Oi, Gaccun, can you give me a ride? Kikasa drove me, so I don’t have my car, and I’m no huge fan of walking.” Miyabi smirked and stared up at the sky.
“Sure, I’ll drive you.” Miyabi smiled even wider.
“Lead the way!”
In barely any time, they reached Gackt’s car and started to Miyabi’s house. It didn’t take long to get there, and when they did, Gackt walked Miyabi up to the door.
“You know, I really had fun tonight. I didn’t expect after that… meeting that we’d actually be able to connect.” They both laughed.
“We should do this again sometime.” With that, Gackt put his hand up to Miyabi’s cheek. Miyabi blushed. Gackt slowly brought Miyabi’s face up to his own, and paused right before their lips touched. They stood like that for a few seconds, then Miyabi reached up and finally connected.
It was sweet bliss. Miyabi felt Gackt’s arms wrap around his waist and he followed suit.
It didn’t take long for the kiss to deepen. Miyabi pressed Gackt up against the entry wall and nearly slid to the ground before realizing they should probably go inside. Barely breaking the kiss, Miyabi unlocked the door and stumbled in, still very much attached. Miyabi grinned.
Both seriously doubted they could make it to the bedroom, so they collapsed onto the couch, Gackt on top, straddling Miyabi. He broke for a second to catch his breath.
“Kikasa… he thinks… I like you,” Miyabi said through short kisses. Gackt smiled down at him and leaned back.
“I wonder what could have possibly given him that idea?” Gackt unbuttoned his shirt and threw it across the room, then pulled Miyabi’s over his head and tossed it as well. Miyabi wrapped his arms around Gackt’s neck and pulled him down to kiss him again. Once they were connected, Miyabi snaked his hand down to the button of Gackt’s pants and undid them, then unzipped the zipper and pulled them down, making Gackt move to finish taking them off.
Before he even got a chance to get his knees back on the couch, Gackt felt Miyabi’s tongue run all the way up and down his erection. He moaned a little, then pulled Miyabi’s head away and held it in his hand while he unzipped his skirt and slid it off.
Gackt massaged Miyabi’s length and watched as he arched his back and panted in pleasure. Gackt turned Miyabi around and plunged himself into the younger man, without much warning. Miyabi jerked up and cried out.
“Uhn, Gacchan…” Miyabi panted. Gackt held his finger up to Miyabi’s lips; he lightly kissed it.
Gackt began a slow thrusting; Miyabi winced, every once in a while kissing Gackt’s fingers to keep from screaming. Gackt kept up, gradually wrapping his arms tighter and tighter around Miyabi’s waist.
Gackt kissed Miyabi’s neck and let the kiss trail down Miyabi’s back. Miyabi wrapped his arms around Gackt and pulled him as close as he could, pushing Gackt into him as far as possible. Miyabi straightened his back and let go, reaching a climax, and relaxed a little.
“Gaccun… Please…” he whimpered. Gackt nodded and pulled out. Miyabi turned and lay his head on Gackt’s shoulder. He picked up Miyabi’s head and kissed him. Miyabi smiled weakly, his eyes half closed. He lay down on the couch while Gackt got up to find a blanket. He came back and lay down, cupping Miyabi near his chest and covering their bodies with the sheet.
Slowly but surely, the two fell asleep, holding each other.
~~*~~
The next morning, Miyabi awoke alone on the couch. He sat up and looked around; Gackt was nowhere in sight.
Miyabi rubbed his head as Gackt walked into the room, drying his hair. Miyabi smiled.
Gackt walked over to him and kissed him.
“Sleep well?” Miyabi nodded. Gackt sat down next to him and hugged him tightly. Miyabi laid his head on Gackt’s shoulder.
All of a sudden, the doorbell rang. Miyabi looked at Gackt.
“Towel?” He asked as he handed one to Miyabi. He smiled and took it, then wrapped it around himself. Then he walked over to the door and opened it. Kikasa waltzed in.
“Hey Miyabi, just wondering how you’re date went last ni-” Kikasa stopped when he saw Gackt sitting there.
“Oh, sorry Miyabi. Didn’t know I was interrupting. I’ll talk to you later.” Kikasa waved and walked back outside, backtracking to the window.
Kikasa watched Miyabi walk over to Gackt and sit down on his lap, then lean down and kiss him. He smiled.
“You’re welcome, Miyabi.”