[one-shot] 必要悪 (Necessary Evil)
He knew he had to be quick. The door might have a lock, but at any moment anyone could knock asking to enter. Not all the seats in this VIP part of the plane were taken, so no one could be sure someone was missing, but it’d still be embarrassing to be found now. Kame closed his eyes, bringing the song he listened to until the moment he stood up in mind again. What had Tegoshi told him; the singer wrote it having in mind masturbation. He sighed as he unbuttoned his jeans -why did Tegoshi have friends like that, he still didn’t know. He made a mental note as he slid down his pants, to remind Pi and the rest of NEWS to take better care of where they took him. But then again, he’d gone out with said singer once as well, and drank quite a few hours together while waiting for Tegoshi’s chat with that band’s bassist. He mumbled a curse; he remembered now that he’d even been given sex tips by that singer. Maybe he just didn’t want to admit it to himself, but that vocalist was apparently genius in the field.
He lowered his underwear and murmured the lyrics as he moved his hands quickly, seated on the lid, not even able to move properly in the small space that seemed to be closing in on him. Luckily he wasn’t claustrophobic. But right now there was this need t be satisfied that would be clouding over it even if he was. He moved his right hand and grabbed the lid under him for balance, while the fingers of his left one wrapped around his cock and started rhythmic movements, going up and down quickly.
…an action akin to self-satisfaction
If I swing this hand downwards
I’ll head for climax
He just knew this was insane. To do this thing in an airplane’s toilet -even if it was just naturally an urge he couldn’t suppress, it was wrong. But he couldn’t hide it when his second brain down there was in control, so he had to be alone to find release. His breathing was starting to get uneven as his pace picked up -he had to keep it shut if he didn’t want to get found out. He bit his lip to prevent a loud sigh from escaping his lips, and then he remembered he hadn’t locked the door. He couldn’t stop now, but he had to lock, but if he stopped it’d take him the same and more time again to get to the point he was now, but if he didn’t lock, someone might…
Creak.
As he feared, the door screeched open, and a senpai he’d never want to see him in this situation walked in.
Kimura Takuya
‘Uh-oh.’ He thought. He froze, not able to move a limb, his blood pulsing like crazy, hitting all the wrong spots. It must’ve been true after all, when people said that the sense of danger makes it better. He blushed as adrenaline rushed through him and his member reacted, jerking in his hands, making what he was on to, as If it wasn’t enough already, even more obvious. He couldn’t articulate a word though, and Kimura, instead of closing the door and leaving, came in and locked, standing with his back on it and pulled his hand over his eyes.
“Kamenashi-kun, what are you doing??” he simply asked, putting another hand up another hand to block his vision. “I know this is the WC of the VIP floor and all, but couldn’t you at least lock?” he said, parting his fingers and looking at him once again, as if to make sure what he saw really was happening.
“I… I…”
“You’re clearly in trouble.” Kimura laughed, and Kame blushed even more. “Maybe…” his senpai started, glancing at him with a strange look “…you obviously need some help.” He said, smirking. “Or else it wouldn’t have taken you so long, I’m sure.” He murmured and took the tiny step forward that brought him at a breath’s distance from the flabbergasted boy.
“Eh? Eh -no, I-“
“Oh come on.” The older man said, kneeling in front of him, his longer fingers already on Kame’s inner thigh. “This is another reason why senpais in this agency have the best ‘helpful’ reputation.” He let out, fingers travelling to Kame’s member and hand soon covering his. “See?” The moment he touched him, the younger male jerked at once -this was just too surreal, there was no way THIS was happening -it was not his most respected senpai Kimura Takuya in front of him giving him a handjob right now. It was not.
“I-“ he tried to let out, but Kimura, pushing a finger on his lips stopped him.
“Sshhh… You shouldn’t be able to let out words in a situation like this.” He said, and the last smirk was quickly wiped off his face as he forced a kiss on him, taking him aback. Now that was completely unexpected, and Kame felt his heartbeat racing, but he couldn’t but admit, it wasn’t an unpleasant feeing. Kimura was a great kisser, and he could tell now what it was that’d charmed all his acting partners. Probably the reason why he didn’t get romance-related drama roles often too. He just thought that this kind of kissing should be illegal, and this kind of touching should be a crime.
Because his senpai’s fingers on him sent millions of electric waves down his spine, all through his body. Soon he had to support himself with both his arms, right hand grabbing tighter hold of the lid and left one sticking on the wall, trying to keep his balance. He’d just seen the first drops of his precum on the older man’s hand, and this was definitely not something he should feel so excited about. His breathing was almost on an insane pace, and he was blushing -his face felt all red, but he was sure anyone would be, twice as much as he was now.
“I’ve never seen someone react to my touch like that before.” Kimura commented a few moments later. “And you’re really smart. What’s this, silent, inner suffering? Let it out, Kamenashi-kun, you don’t have to suffocate that.” He said, pinching the tip of his cock as he spoke.
“…Senpai…” Kame moaned, not able to suppress the sound this time around.
“That’s my boy. You know, I hear that you’ve been quite fond of this kind of stuff… Was it Akanishi-kun? Yamashita-kun? Or maybe some juniors?”
That tok him by surprise yet again. His senior had taken his hand away and was now leaning his head on his thigh, examining his sweaty face.
“I… how did…”
“Nothing’s a secret for long enough in our agency, Kazu-kun. You should have known, wasn’t it you who asked that fujoshi on your radion which pairing among KATTUN is the most popular? I learned a few things about people while I was studying for my role for Mr.Brain, Kazu -people’s voices change when a true fact they thought is a secret is surprisingly revealed to them by a third party. And you, when that girl said you and Akanishi-kun, obviously, your voice changed, too… So which is it? Top? Bottom? I wondered at the time if you’d ever let me try you once…”
So that was it. As hugely lunatic as it sounded, even a respected senior like him wanted to top him. Kame bit his lip - it wasn’t fair that even SMAP knew about his sexual preferences and relationships. And it wasn’t fair that he stopped the handjob either, a little voice inside him chimed, but Kame shook his head, trying to shut it out. “Both… I… don’t know how mny times each was though. And not… only Jin…” he breathed, trying not to make noises, much more than just necessary.
“Oh? So there’s more people who’ve done you? Like… bandmates perhaps? Or even people fro other groups? You need to tell me if you want this to be over quickly, and your wish is clearly written on your face…”
“Pi… Ryo… and ..” Kame heaved, closing his eyes once more. “…and Ueda, once… And… Ohkura… in 2006… but I topped him 10 times after that…” he moaned, still incredulous to the fact that he’d just confessed one of his biggest secrets to someone that wasn’t Jin. Because Jin -of course he told him everything. Jin could fuck the whole female population on Earth and not give word to anyone, but Kame had to report everyone that did him and everyone he topped.
“Oh-oh. You’ve got quite the amazing list there… and they’re all top ikemen, aren’t they~ You’re a really bad boy. But what about that lady you were dating… Koizumi Kyoko, if I’m not mistaken?” Kimura let out as he stood up, lowering his own pants and underwear, and Kame realized with a startle his senior was turned on as well. Very much. He bit his lip and closed his eyes for yet another time, completely lost.
“Tabloids… and a drunk night…” he admitted, feeling the older man standing him up. That way, there was not much space left at all, and Kimura quickly pushed him to the wall, pinching him with his weight, his right hand once again on his cock, jerking him off.
“Oh my.” He whispered in his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. “So you’re content with all partners… You’re really a slut, Kamenashi-kun. You deserve the title of the best idol, since none of these scandals have leaked… Though I’m quite sure your… fujoshi fans…” and at that he inserted two fingers in him, making the younger twitch “are already on it, picturing you with half the agency. I wouldn’t wonder why anymore, with all you told me today.” He murmured, dragging his chin on Kame’s firm shoulder. “It wouldn’t surprise me if you walked carrying a lubricant with you..?”
“…back…pocket…” Kame let out, his hands desperately stuck on the wall. He’d sank so deeply now -he might as well go all the way down with it.
“Why was I so sure.” Kimura said, pulling a small tube out of his jeans’ pocket. Quickly, he uncapped it, and soon cool wetness was spread in the younger male, and he struggled to keep his moan with him -he couldn’t be loud. “You’re so used to it, you don’t even need preparing that much. Let’s get this over then, before some flight-attendant decides to come looking for us -she might end up wanting to join, don’t you think?” the older male said, intensity clear in his voice now too.
And on the next moment, Kame was struggling to keep his voice within himself again, because his senior had entered him with incredible force, and it was the best sensation he’d had since Jin left for the US. His hands were desperately trying to find somewhere to grab -the force and rhythm of Kimura’s thrusts was unbelievable. He could barely stand and he was sure, if the older man hadn’t been holding on to him, his knees would’ve given in. He was breathing heavily now, and he could feel his senpai heaving as well, his breath hot on the back of his neck. He trembled as Kimura’s fingers did something he couldn’t quite comprehend to his cock, and the next moment, he came, murmuring the lyrics of the song that had started all this between bitten lips. He was still cumming though -where had all that desire come from? He couldn’t reminiscent anything in these surroundings to turn him on so badly…
And this was as far as his train of thought could go. Kimura’s pace of thrusts had picked up, and they were rocking him like crazy -he was sure his senior was close to the edge too. He bit his lip to prevent another moan from escaping him but was not able to as the next thrust hit his prostate and he was barely able to muffle it by bringing his arm in front of his mouth. He closed his eyes as he realized the flow of his cum hadn’t reduced -instead, he was just coming again. The older male quickly pulled out of him and came as well, carefully aiming in the toilet next to them. Kame was sure the only thing keeping him on his feet was the lack of space to sprawl down to. He tugged at the toiled paper and carefully wiped off the mess they’d created on the wall, trying to be as accurate as he could. After all, he was an idol, and this was still a VIP section toilet.
When his senpai turned to face him again after flushing the toilet, he could swear what they’d just done could have been a dream. Kimura was already dressed again, and the only thing that could betray what had just happened were a few sweat-drops on his temples.
“I’m sure you understand this yourself without me mentioning -but this was just a…necessary evil, let’s call it. Just another one of those…happenings that you keep secret so dearly. Ne?” he told him, and eyed him as Kame quickly nodded and slipped back into his clothes silent. “And this makes how many times you’ve been topped?” he joked, but before Kame could reply, he unlocked the door and went out, silently laughing to himself as it closed behind him again.
The boy blinked and breathed, trying to calm and digest what he’d just done. “A necessary evil, he said…” he thought, too lost to concentrate on anything else. As he reached for the knob, he heard from outside, Kimura talking to a stewardess.
“Oh, he’s alright, he’ll be out in a moment… He just had some trouble with the flush…”
He lowered his underwear and murmured the lyrics as he moved his hands quickly, seated on the lid, not even able to move properly in the small space that seemed to be closing in on him. Luckily he wasn’t claustrophobic. But right now there was this need t be satisfied that would be clouding over it even if he was. He moved his right hand and grabbed the lid under him for balance, while the fingers of his left one wrapped around his cock and started rhythmic movements, going up and down quickly.
…an action akin to self-satisfaction
If I swing this hand downwards
I’ll head for climax
He just knew this was insane. To do this thing in an airplane’s toilet -even if it was just naturally an urge he couldn’t suppress, it was wrong. But he couldn’t hide it when his second brain down there was in control, so he had to be alone to find release. His breathing was starting to get uneven as his pace picked up -he had to keep it shut if he didn’t want to get found out. He bit his lip to prevent a loud sigh from escaping his lips, and then he remembered he hadn’t locked the door. He couldn’t stop now, but he had to lock, but if he stopped it’d take him the same and more time again to get to the point he was now, but if he didn’t lock, someone might…
Creak.
As he feared, the door screeched open, and a senpai he’d never want to see him in this situation walked in.
Kimura Takuya
‘Uh-oh.’ He thought. He froze, not able to move a limb, his blood pulsing like crazy, hitting all the wrong spots. It must’ve been true after all, when people said that the sense of danger makes it better. He blushed as adrenaline rushed through him and his member reacted, jerking in his hands, making what he was on to, as If it wasn’t enough already, even more obvious. He couldn’t articulate a word though, and Kimura, instead of closing the door and leaving, came in and locked, standing with his back on it and pulled his hand over his eyes.
“Kamenashi-kun, what are you doing??” he simply asked, putting another hand up another hand to block his vision. “I know this is the WC of the VIP floor and all, but couldn’t you at least lock?” he said, parting his fingers and looking at him once again, as if to make sure what he saw really was happening.
“I… I…”
“You’re clearly in trouble.” Kimura laughed, and Kame blushed even more. “Maybe…” his senpai started, glancing at him with a strange look “…you obviously need some help.” He said, smirking. “Or else it wouldn’t have taken you so long, I’m sure.” He murmured and took the tiny step forward that brought him at a breath’s distance from the flabbergasted boy.
“Eh? Eh -no, I-“
“Oh come on.” The older man said, kneeling in front of him, his longer fingers already on Kame’s inner thigh. “This is another reason why senpais in this agency have the best ‘helpful’ reputation.” He let out, fingers travelling to Kame’s member and hand soon covering his. “See?” The moment he touched him, the younger male jerked at once -this was just too surreal, there was no way THIS was happening -it was not his most respected senpai Kimura Takuya in front of him giving him a handjob right now. It was not.
“I-“ he tried to let out, but Kimura, pushing a finger on his lips stopped him.
“Sshhh… You shouldn’t be able to let out words in a situation like this.” He said, and the last smirk was quickly wiped off his face as he forced a kiss on him, taking him aback. Now that was completely unexpected, and Kame felt his heartbeat racing, but he couldn’t but admit, it wasn’t an unpleasant feeing. Kimura was a great kisser, and he could tell now what it was that’d charmed all his acting partners. Probably the reason why he didn’t get romance-related drama roles often too. He just thought that this kind of kissing should be illegal, and this kind of touching should be a crime.
Because his senpai’s fingers on him sent millions of electric waves down his spine, all through his body. Soon he had to support himself with both his arms, right hand grabbing tighter hold of the lid and left one sticking on the wall, trying to keep his balance. He’d just seen the first drops of his precum on the older man’s hand, and this was definitely not something he should feel so excited about. His breathing was almost on an insane pace, and he was blushing -his face felt all red, but he was sure anyone would be, twice as much as he was now.
“I’ve never seen someone react to my touch like that before.” Kimura commented a few moments later. “And you’re really smart. What’s this, silent, inner suffering? Let it out, Kamenashi-kun, you don’t have to suffocate that.” He said, pinching the tip of his cock as he spoke.
“…Senpai…” Kame moaned, not able to suppress the sound this time around.
“That’s my boy. You know, I hear that you’ve been quite fond of this kind of stuff… Was it Akanishi-kun? Yamashita-kun? Or maybe some juniors?”
That tok him by surprise yet again. His senior had taken his hand away and was now leaning his head on his thigh, examining his sweaty face.
“I… how did…”
“Nothing’s a secret for long enough in our agency, Kazu-kun. You should have known, wasn’t it you who asked that fujoshi on your radion which pairing among KATTUN is the most popular? I learned a few things about people while I was studying for my role for Mr.Brain, Kazu -people’s voices change when a true fact they thought is a secret is surprisingly revealed to them by a third party. And you, when that girl said you and Akanishi-kun, obviously, your voice changed, too… So which is it? Top? Bottom? I wondered at the time if you’d ever let me try you once…”
So that was it. As hugely lunatic as it sounded, even a respected senior like him wanted to top him. Kame bit his lip - it wasn’t fair that even SMAP knew about his sexual preferences and relationships. And it wasn’t fair that he stopped the handjob either, a little voice inside him chimed, but Kame shook his head, trying to shut it out. “Both… I… don’t know how mny times each was though. And not… only Jin…” he breathed, trying not to make noises, much more than just necessary.
“Oh? So there’s more people who’ve done you? Like… bandmates perhaps? Or even people fro other groups? You need to tell me if you want this to be over quickly, and your wish is clearly written on your face…”
“Pi… Ryo… and ..” Kame heaved, closing his eyes once more. “…and Ueda, once… And… Ohkura… in 2006… but I topped him 10 times after that…” he moaned, still incredulous to the fact that he’d just confessed one of his biggest secrets to someone that wasn’t Jin. Because Jin -of course he told him everything. Jin could fuck the whole female population on Earth and not give word to anyone, but Kame had to report everyone that did him and everyone he topped.
“Oh-oh. You’ve got quite the amazing list there… and they’re all top ikemen, aren’t they~ You’re a really bad boy. But what about that lady you were dating… Koizumi Kyoko, if I’m not mistaken?” Kimura let out as he stood up, lowering his own pants and underwear, and Kame realized with a startle his senior was turned on as well. Very much. He bit his lip and closed his eyes for yet another time, completely lost.
“Tabloids… and a drunk night…” he admitted, feeling the older man standing him up. That way, there was not much space left at all, and Kimura quickly pushed him to the wall, pinching him with his weight, his right hand once again on his cock, jerking him off.
“Oh my.” He whispered in his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. “So you’re content with all partners… You’re really a slut, Kamenashi-kun. You deserve the title of the best idol, since none of these scandals have leaked… Though I’m quite sure your… fujoshi fans…” and at that he inserted two fingers in him, making the younger twitch “are already on it, picturing you with half the agency. I wouldn’t wonder why anymore, with all you told me today.” He murmured, dragging his chin on Kame’s firm shoulder. “It wouldn’t surprise me if you walked carrying a lubricant with you..?”
“…back…pocket…” Kame let out, his hands desperately stuck on the wall. He’d sank so deeply now -he might as well go all the way down with it.
“Why was I so sure.” Kimura said, pulling a small tube out of his jeans’ pocket. Quickly, he uncapped it, and soon cool wetness was spread in the younger male, and he struggled to keep his moan with him -he couldn’t be loud. “You’re so used to it, you don’t even need preparing that much. Let’s get this over then, before some flight-attendant decides to come looking for us -she might end up wanting to join, don’t you think?” the older male said, intensity clear in his voice now too.
And on the next moment, Kame was struggling to keep his voice within himself again, because his senior had entered him with incredible force, and it was the best sensation he’d had since Jin left for the US. His hands were desperately trying to find somewhere to grab -the force and rhythm of Kimura’s thrusts was unbelievable. He could barely stand and he was sure, if the older man hadn’t been holding on to him, his knees would’ve given in. He was breathing heavily now, and he could feel his senpai heaving as well, his breath hot on the back of his neck. He trembled as Kimura’s fingers did something he couldn’t quite comprehend to his cock, and the next moment, he came, murmuring the lyrics of the song that had started all this between bitten lips. He was still cumming though -where had all that desire come from? He couldn’t reminiscent anything in these surroundings to turn him on so badly…
And this was as far as his train of thought could go. Kimura’s pace of thrusts had picked up, and they were rocking him like crazy -he was sure his senior was close to the edge too. He bit his lip to prevent another moan from escaping him but was not able to as the next thrust hit his prostate and he was barely able to muffle it by bringing his arm in front of his mouth. He closed his eyes as he realized the flow of his cum hadn’t reduced -instead, he was just coming again. The older male quickly pulled out of him and came as well, carefully aiming in the toilet next to them. Kame was sure the only thing keeping him on his feet was the lack of space to sprawl down to. He tugged at the toiled paper and carefully wiped off the mess they’d created on the wall, trying to be as accurate as he could. After all, he was an idol, and this was still a VIP section toilet.
When his senpai turned to face him again after flushing the toilet, he could swear what they’d just done could have been a dream. Kimura was already dressed again, and the only thing that could betray what had just happened were a few sweat-drops on his temples.
“I’m sure you understand this yourself without me mentioning -but this was just a…necessary evil, let’s call it. Just another one of those…happenings that you keep secret so dearly. Ne?” he told him, and eyed him as Kame quickly nodded and slipped back into his clothes silent. “And this makes how many times you’ve been topped?” he joked, but before Kame could reply, he unlocked the door and went out, silently laughing to himself as it closed behind him again.
The boy blinked and breathed, trying to calm and digest what he’d just done. “A necessary evil, he said…” he thought, too lost to concentrate on anything else. As he reached for the knob, he heard from outside, Kimura talking to a stewardess.
“Oh, he’s alright, he’ll be out in a moment… He just had some trouble with the flush…”