Seduction 101
Title: Seduction 101
Pairing: TaNakamaru
Rating: R (just to be safe)
Warning: NO SMUT! just nearly...
Genre: Fluff (see? no smut)
Chapter: Oneshot
Summary: Ways to seduce the love of your life - according to Nakamaru.
My first try on PWP here so forgive me if it's not that good. This is actually a VeeRush special although it could also stand alone as a oneshot.
Disclaimer: None of them is mine. And when I said none, I mean I have one - locked inside my dreams... *wink*
Ways to seduce the live of your life:
I. Look at him in the eye… then wink!
As I halted my car to a stop, I saw the lone figure sitting on one of the benches stand up. I waited for him to approach me and gave him a smile as he opened the door and occupied the space beside me. He gave me a fake scowl.
“I’ve been waiting for an hour here, you know?” He pouted.
“Really?” I teased. “I thought I’m only 15 minutes late.”
I turn to him and tried catching his gaze. Then I winked. His brows crinkled in surprise. He looked at me intently and for a moment, my heart failed to beat. Then I blinked.
“Yucchi, did you just wink at me?” He asked innocently.
“H-huh? Me? O-of course not!” I denied, the effects of failure starting to sink within me.
“Oh. It must have been the light, then. Hahaha.”
“Uh, yeah,” I conceded, veering the car towards the direction of the night club. I heard him talking, telling me about something I couldn’t really apprehend. I know it’s obvious how I wasn’t really giving attention.
He asked me something I didn’t exactly hear. I didn’t answer.
I choose to shut up for the rest of the ride.
II. Run your hand through his legs upwards.
“Still that same vodka with lime, huh? Don’t you want to try other drinks here?” I heard him say but I didn’t throw him a look. I gazed blankly at my half-filled glass.
I’m still sulking about my initial rejection here. Fine. It’s not rejection. He didn’t reject e at all. He’s just way too dense sometimes. But I can’t stop here, can I? For the sake of my virginity.
“What else is there?” I asked, finally looking at him. I caught his puzzled gaze for a while before it turned into a smile. He gave me a glass of golden colour.
“Rum,” he said. “Be careful, though. It’s strong---“
I didn’t even let him complete his sentence before I downed the whole glass in one shot. I felt liquid’s warmth travel down my throat, spreading to my body and decided liked it.
Snatching the bottle from him, I poured myself another drink. Then another. He pulled the bottle out of my reach even as I tried protesting.
“You’ll be drunk soon,” he said.
“No, I won’t,” I denied although I know a little more doze of it and I’ll be coming home wasted. I decided to play the game.
Giving him puppy eyes, I slightly pouted and out my hand on his knee. Then with a sly smile, I let my palms travel upwards, towards his thigh. Upper... Upper…
“See?” he said, shaking his head like a father disappointed with his son. “You really are drunk now.”
I pouted again. This time for real. Pulling myself up, and nearly falling because of slight dizziness, I left him and went to dance alone.
III. Grind on him really slowly on the dance floor.
Surprisingly, though, he followed me to the dance floor. I guess it was because of some men starting to surround me. I felt him wrap his arms around me from behind. I leaned into him as all the others left us.
“What’s with you?” He asked, whispering in my ears. I bet he didn’t know it, but it sent a shiver down my spine, making me moan. I heard him chuckle.
“Seriously, Yuichi, you’re drunk already. Let me just take you home.” I wanted to protest but opted not to talk.
Instead, I leaned in closer to him, and in a moment of courage I didn’t now I possess, I grind my hips and touched his crotch deliberately. Ok, maybe I’m really drunk. But it’s worth it.
I heard him moan as he shifted his hold into my hips. I didn’t let him take control, though. I faced him and wrapped my arms around his neck bringing our faces in mere inches against each other. Was it my imagination? The smirk I saw on his lips?
Changing my position, I held both his shoulders and slowly lowered my self, swaying my hips on both sides, creating a dance I fervently hope he would find sexy. But he pulled me up into standing position.
“Stop it,” he said, staring straight into my eyes with an intense yet unreadable gaze.
I guess I failed again.
I walked away, bowing my head. I didn’t look back even as he called me.
IV. Lick his ears, down his jaw, until you reach his lips.
“Yuichi!!!” he shouted, grasping my arms and pulling me back to face him. “What the hell’s wrong with you?!”
I heard annoyance in his voice, and a tiny bit of desperation. I sighed in defeat, mumbling an apology.
“No,” I heard him say. “Tell me. Please?”
But I couldn’t even look at him.
I felt him touch my chin, forcing me meet his gaze. Then he winked.
I couldn’t help but laugh at his antics. I guess he found it funny, too, because he also laughed along with me. Pulling me hand, he led me to my own car where he got my keys and ordered me to sit beside him as he took his position behind the wheel.
I don’t know where we’re heading to but naughty (and drunk) me just couldn’t behave. Deciding against my mind and conscience, I leaned in to him and licked the area I felt most appropriate to lick - his ears.
I received a moan from him. Deciding I liked the sound of it and wanting to hear it again, I repeated my action, licking the inside of his ear, blowing hot air into it, trailing kisses around it. Getting tired, I turned my attention to his jaw, where I left a trail of hot kisses. But I really wanted to kiss him. I really wanted to kiss his lips.
But the only part of it accessible to me was the right side of his mouth. And so, unless I wanted us both dead by vehicular accident, I decided to settle on it instead of kissing him properly.
I was enjoying myself teasing him as my hand wandered into his thigh again.
“Whoa!” I shrieked, loosing my balance as he suddenly swerved the car.
“If you want us to live, keep your hands to yourself for a while. I swear I’ll let you do anything you want if only you let us survive this ride.” He teased, laughing loudly.
I smiled in response and sat up straight.
V. Strip tease
“W-What are you doing?” he squeaked as he gaped at me, his hands behind him as he sat on the chair, tied together.
“You promised me, didn’t you?” I said, unbuttoning my shirt one by one. “You’d let me do anything I want.” I held the button of my pants.
I might have been embarrassed at the apparent bulge in my crotch if I didn’t see his own erection. Damn. He seemed to be much bigger than I am. I swallowed discreetly.
“B-But I didn’t mean you could tie me here as you… a-as you…” He tried undoing the knot I made with my tie again. I smirked at his failure. I unzipped my pants slowly, swaying my hips seductively as I lowered it to me thigh… to my knees… until I only have to kick it out of the way.
“P-Please?” He whined, his eyes holding that lustful expression as I kneeled down in front of him. I held his pant’s button and popped in. I started unzipping him but decide against it. Smirking naughtily, I looked up at him for a second before bringing my face towards hic crotch.
I could feel his erection poking me despite it being inside his pants. Biting the zipper, I slowly brought it down, revealing dark boxer shorts and his erection trying to find its own freedom. I licked my lips subconsciously at the hindered sight. My own manhood reacting at his musky sent.
I felt a hand grazing my hair, and with a start, I looked up at him. I was met by a wicked smirk and shivered in response. Damn.
He bent down to kiss me, and I pulled my self up slightly to meet his lips.