Three Is a Party 2/3
Jin watched Kame closely as he sprawled out in the middle of his bed. He looked like some kind of decadent offering to the gods, and Jin very much wanted to be the idol that got to partake in such a sublime sacrifice.
However, being here now, like this, took the urgency out of Jin's movements for the first time since they'd met. Kame was waiting for him, and Jin could slow down and take his time and look his fill. He could feel Meisa moving around behind him, and he shivered when her hands touched his back and slid down.
"Don't you think he's still wearing too many clothes?" she asked Jin, and they both turned to look at Kame, who squirmed a bit under such intense scrutiny. He stopped stroking himself, finishing one slow, teasing upstroke until a few drops of fluid appeared at the slit. Jin swallowed, remembering the taste and craving to take Kame’s cock in his mouth again.
There would be time for that. Later.
"You're right," Jin said as he stepped forward a bit. He reached down and tugged on Kame's loose pants. "I want these off."
Kame bit his lip in such a way that made him look almost innocent, but Jin knew better. The innocence was all an act. And a very effective one at that. When Jin didn't fall for it though, Kame smirked at him and lifted his hips, not actively stripping himself but rather allowing Jin to pull down his pants and underwear in one swift movement. The socks went too, and suddenly Jin's mouth was watering at the sight of Kame in nothing but that damn white shirt, open and showing all the delicious skin. Smooth chest, flat stomach, a tattoo sneaking up his right hip bone. Jin really needed to get acquainted with that one later.
"Your turn," Meisa whispered next to Jin's ear, distracting him. He turned to face her then, and she smiled. "He gets a little jealous sometimes if I spend too much time admiring his dates." Her hands went up to his shoulders then, and she began helping him out of his suit jacket. Once it was carefully draped over a chair her fingers went to his shirt.
Jin turned his head to look at Kame as Meisa unbuttoned his shirt. Kame was watching her actions with intensity, and Jin wondered how that was going to translate once he got in the bed himself. If it meant what he thought it meant, then it was going to be amazing.
Once the shirt was unbuttoned, he undid the cuffs and allowed her to slide the shirt off of his arms. He looked up when he heard Kame's quiet gasp, and kept his smirk to himself. He knew he looked good. He worked hard on his body. He watched as Kame's eyes glazed a bit while Meisa worked on his belt.
"You two have any idea how hot this is?" Kame asked quietly. His hand went back to his cock and started stroking. Jin followed the movement with his eyes, but before he could make a move, Meisa tugged on his clothes, effectively baring him to Kame's heated gaze.
"Fuck, you're so hard for me," Kame licked his lips, and Jin was done taking his time. He stepped out of the rest of his clothes and crawled up onto the bed. He settled on top of Kame's body, forcing Kame's hand away from his dick. Jin then pressed himself into Kame's skin, rubbing his own cock against Kame's thigh. He didn't know where any of this was leading, but the possessive look Kame had given him a moment ago when Meisa was touching him spoke volumes.
"Hmm, you should fuck me now," Jin purred, closing his eyes and not so subtly rubbing against Kame's skin.
"Yeah, Kazu, you should do that," Meisa echoed.
A slow, devilish grin stretched Jin's lips and he glanced over his shoulder to see Meisa take off her heels and toss them into a corner. Her voice was a sweet reminder of her presence, of someone else in the room who could see, who would watch. Fuck, that was hot.
"Stretch that ass. Get him all nice and ready," Meisa went on, licking her lips. "And fuck him."
Kame slapped Jin's hip.
Then a sharp tug forced Jin's head to turn back to Kame. Kame had the tie twisted around his hand, holding tight. Like a leash he could control Jin with.
"I've wanted that ass since the moment I saw you," Kame grinned. He gave the tie another pull, and Jin shuddered. He'd almost decided against wearing it tonight because it had just seemed too formal for a fun Christmas party where everyone would eventually get drunk and sing good old Mariah Carey songs, but now the party was left some fifty floors below and Kame's firm grip on the tie was the hottest thing.
Second maybe to Kame himself.
Then Kame had him pulled low enough for another kiss, the tie digging into the back of Jin's neck so he could only kiss back. Suck on Kame's tongue, taste him. Alcohol and strawberries. Jin was getting drunk with every lick and stolen breath.
Jin's hips thrust forward. His cock aligned with Kame's. Hard length slid against hard length. Kame whimpered into Jin's mouth.
"Do it again," Kame panted.
His hand landed on Jin's hip with another stinging slap, but this time it stayed there, guiding Jin to repeat the move. His blunt fingernails dug into Jin's skin, adding yet another sensation. Jin responded by rocking his hips, altering between slow slides and urgent, impatient motions. His breath was getting heavy again, and as much as he was enjoying all this, his ass wanted to feel that thick cock inside.
"Please." He didn't mean to beg, not yet anyway, but damn, he was so ready.
A feather like brush of sharp nails up his spine made Jin arch his back. He hadn't exactly forgotten about Meisa's presence, but Kame's scent and sweat-slick body writhing under him had sucked Jin into a bubble of sensation.
"He's asking so nicely..."
Jin blinked, re-focusing on Kame's flushed face. "There's lube and condoms in the nightstand."
Kame's eyes flicked somewhere above Jin's shoulder where Jin more sensed Meisa's presence than saw her. He couldn't tear his eyes off Kame.
It was Meisa who opened the drawer and provided the lube and a condom, laying both the supplies within Kame’s reach. Jin felt her fingers against his spine once more. Her gentle touch was a stark contrast to Kame's rough groping and kneading of Jin's ass. She soothed while Kame was setting Jin's body on fire. Jin's cock throbbed at the thought of having both those touches on him at the same time, but when Meisa withdrew her hand and stepped back, Kame's fingers digging into the cleft between Jin's ass-cheeks and pulling them apart were suddenly all Jin needed to breathe.
He pressed his ass back into Kame's hands.
A finger tapped against his hole.
"Time to get you ready."
"God yeah," Jin whined, pressing back against Kame's fingers. "Don't worry about taking it too slow. I love the burn."
Jin could hear Kame whimper at his words, and next he heard the snap of the lube bottle and a cool slick finger started to press inside him. He closed his eyes, pushing back on Kame's hand again, wanting that little bite of pain. Kame played with him like that for a moment, and Jin thought he was going to lose his mind. "More," Jin opened his eyes.
Another finger joined the first, and Jin leaned down so that he could kiss Kame's mouth again. God it was wonderful. It had been so long since he'd actually bottomed. Most of his partners were just too intimidated by him to even suggest it. His status could be a blessing and a curse sometimes, but Kame obviously didn't give a shit.
"You like that?" Kame's voice was husky when he pulled back from their kiss. Jin moaned and pressed down harder, and then gasped when Kame's finger pressed against just the right spot. "Yeah, you do. When's the last time someone spread you out and fucked you? I bet it's been a while, you're so damn tight."
Jin whimpered as Kame's dirty talk penetrated his very being. It was like Kame had been reading his thoughts, and the knowledge made the wavelength they were riding on even more impressive.
"People don't usually fuck me," Jin said, wanting to be honest.
Kame tilted his head, giving him a funny look. "And what makes me special?"
Jin lifted up on his elbows, and pressed forward to nibble at Kame's ear. "You aren't intimidated by me. By my work. By who I am. And I like it. A lot. Fuck, don't stop." Kame pressed on that spot inside of him again with his fingers and Jin tucked his face against Kame's neck.
His words must have done something to Kame, because in the next moment, he was getting yanked back by his tie and Kame's eyes were practically glowing with mischief. Kame's fingers slipped out of him then, and a smirk spread across Kame's kiss swollen lips.
"I want you on your hands and knees now."
Jin's heart did a little skip in his chest just as Kame released the tie to let him up. He hurriedly crawled off of Kame to do as he'd been told. It was so strange how eager he was to please Kame. He couldn't ever remember presenting for someone before, but he was doing it now. And he could feel both Kame and Meisa's eyes on him. It should have been so awkward, but even with her there it felt right.
"Jesus, Kazuya. He's so perfect it's surreal," Meisa said. Jin could feel his ego expanding a little at her words, and he knew it was her hand sliding over the curve of his ass. He didn't move though. He just enjoyed it, and waited. Kame was obviously content to just watch him for a moment too.
"Yeah, he is." This time it was Kame's voice, and Jin could feel him jostling the bed as he moved around behind him. Jin hummed when Kame's rubbed his cock between his ass cheeks a few times teasing him. "Make sure you get our good angles," Kame said then. And when Jin turned his head slightly to the side, he could see Meisa aiming her phone at them.
"You two don't have bad angles," she assured.
Turning all his attention back to Kame, Jin pressed his forehead to the blanket as Kame's fingers raked down his shoulders and over his back.
"You ready to moan for me, boss man?" Kame's question was accompanied by a smack to his ass and Jin jolted.
"Fuck, yeah."
"Good answer."
---
By the time Kame got Jin on his hands and knees, the condom on, and the lube Meisa had so kindly helped find trickling down Jin's ass, he was practically shaking with need to plunge into Jin with one hard thrust. Jin's ass was like an invitation he couldn't decline. He wanted to get lost in Jin.
Shuffling on his knees behind Jin's nicely presented body, he rubbed a thumb over Jin's hole and when he felt the little twitch it gave, Kame couldn't help himself but press harder, breaching Jin again to tease him.
Jin pushed back immediately. "Kazu--- Shit."
Kame liked the sound of his name coming from Jin, husky, a little choked out. "Yeah, you gonna do that to my dick?"
With a heavy sigh, Jin hanged his head, eyes squeezed shut. He lowered his upper body, going on his elbows.
Kame slid his hand further down between Jin's legs, gave a squeeze to his heavy balls. He wanted to learn every reaction of Jin's body to his touch. Every tremble, every twitch of strung muscles. Every spot that drew strained, beautiful noises out from the depth of Jin's throat.
Jin's thighs shuffled further apart, his cock dripped precome in anticipation.
"Now, do it now." Jin's whine carried a bossy undertone.
Kame grabbed Jin's hips and was deep inside him with one hard thrust that pushed both of them forward.
"Oh god, that's... fuck, you're tight," Kame panted, bending over Jin's back and latching his mouth to Jin's neck, just above the stripe of Jin's tie. He sucked Jin's skin, tasting salty sweat with an undertone of a cologne bitter at the tip of his tongue.
Jin groaned, struggling to hold Kame's weight.
"You feel so good," Kame whispered into Jin's ear as soon as he could breathe again. He bit on the lobe, tugging at it with hit teeth just to the point of light pain. The shudder that went through Jin made it clear that Jin didn't mind things getting a bit rough at all.
Jin turned his head to seek Kame's mouth for a sloppy kiss. "So do you. Now move and make me scream."
Meisa appreciated the prompt with a breathy, "Huh-uh." Kame glanced up only to see her comfortably seated on the dark leather divan, knees bent and feet tucked under her ass. Her precious phone was lying next to her. There was always a moment where the desire to watch and enjoy the show from a front seat won over her little obsession with taking pictures and videos, but Kame's brain-turned-into-mush couldn't quite remember the last time she'd done so so early on into the night.
True, it usually took longer than ten minutes for him to be balls deep inside someone who was rocking back eagerly and milking his cock so good that Kame was hardly keeping it together.
Jin's ass tightened around him.
Sucking on Jin's tongue and then giving his ear another sharp bite, Kame straightened up, hands on Jin's hips to hold him in place, and pulled back then slammed back in, making Jin huff and moan.
Skin slapped against skin, Jin's knees dug into the mattress, his fingers curled around the silky sheets.
After a few slow thrusts to make sure Jin was ready, Kame set up a fast, ruthless pace, fucking Jin hard, until drops of sweat rolled down their skin and breath caught in their throats.
The tight knot of desire gripping Kame's gut since the moment they'd entered the elevator and he'd got his hands all over Jin, was pushing Kame to relentlessly seek more, more of the hot tightness of Jin's ass, more of those gasping sounds Jin couldn't hold back. Hot white lust licked up Kame's spine, his hands bruised Jin's skin, but Jin was rocking back, craving everything Kame was giving.
"Shit," Jin gasped into the sheets, his knuckles pale, almost white against the black silk. "Yes, fuck, yes, there..."
Kame snapped his hips wildly a few more times before switching to a slower pace again, relishing the feel of the slow slide of his dick in and out of Jin's ass. He aimed for the same angle, the one that made Jin burst out with gasps.
Jin was shaking, cursing, urging Kame on, begging him to stop and to never stop at the same time.
Each forced, breathless word was like a gush of oil into the flames of Kame's lust filled need to fuck Jin senseless.
He rubbed Jin's back, feeling the tremors of Jin's muscles.
"So close, I..." Jin whimpered.
Kame reached down to get Jin's cock.
"Don't touch him," Meisa's voice found a way into their bubble, and while Kame immediately complied and pulled his hand away, Jin let out a rather pathetic whine. He struggled to touch himself, but Kame swatted him away.
"Shit! Make me come."
Kame rubbed a soothing circle into Jin's hip. The skin was red and would undoubtedly bruise later. Kame bit his lip. It was a small mark, but it was one, and it looked damn good on Jin. "Shh, don't argue with her."
For someone who didn't really care about participating in sweaty, dirty sex herself, Meisa always knew how everyone else could get the best out of it. Kame had learnt not to dispute her.
Meisa chuckled softly, but there was a clear wicked undertone to the sound.
"Have you ever come without touching your dick, Jin?"
Kame's hips snapped forward on their own at those words. He leaned over Jin's back again, feeling Jin's ragged breathing hammer against his ribcage. "I can pound your ass until you leak like a fucking waterfall," he purred into Jin's ear.
"I can't---I’ve never---"
Not waiting for Jin to be able to form a coherent answer, Kame once again set a fast pace, fucking Jin with the right angle that had allowed him to hit the right spot with each thrust before. Jin was buzzing, pushing back and meeting Kame halfway. Wanting more, craving everything Kame gave him.
"Jesus, do you have any idea how amazing you are?" Kame said; his voice, the praising words, a touch of velvet against Jin's sensitive cock. "I could do this all night, keep you on the edge and make you watch the sunrise with my dick still inside you..."
Kame wasn't done talking. A dozen filthy ideas sprung into his mind, but his next words were cut off sharp by a vigorous quiver running through Jin's whole body. Jin's ass gripped his dick tight enough to make Kame dizzy, and they both fell into a daze of sensation when Jin's frantic rocking froze mid-move as his orgasm hit him. His cock bounced against his tight stomach one last time and then he was coming. He shot two spurts all over the silk under him before more sluggish come dribbled down and pooled on the sheets.
"Oh fuck. Shit." Jin heaved, pressing his forehead into the bed.
Kame held Jin's hips to keep him from collapsing into the mess, but his arms were shaky from his own incoming release.
Jin's ass contracted around Kame's cock, and that was all that was needed to trigger Kame's pleasure. He pulled out, ripped off the condom, and his hand flew over his dick just once before he came all over Jin's trembling back.
With a breathless laugh Kame collapsed into the pillows. His body was languid and sated, and he felt so completely boneless that it was highly possible he'd just shot all his bones out through his dick. Shit. The ridiculous thought forced another low laugh out of him. He turned his head to look at Jin who had somehow managed to turn his head too and was looking at Kame with half-lidded eyes.
A lazy grin swept across Jin's flushed face.
"I can't believe you made me shoot like that," Jin mumbled. His brows were furrowed and the almost thoughtful expression on the face of someone who was one slump away from being completely covered in come made Kame chuckle.
He reached out and tugged Jin over.
As soon as Jin landed on his side in the pillows right next to Kame, Kame caught him in a long kiss, altering between stroking Jin's tongue with his own and sucking it into his mouth. Kame's hand easily slipped into Jin's hair, fingers playing with the damp strands.
He wasn't much into post-fuck cuddles, but now he wanted to wrap himself around Jin like a damn pretzel and stay like that until they were both ready for round two.
"I knew," Kame hesitated, then looked Jin in the eyes, "I hoped you would be amazing, but this… shit." He pressed his lips to Jin's then pulled away with a grin. "Wanna do it again?"
"Mmmm." Jin was like a sated, perfectly content kitten, all flushed cheeks and eager for every kiss and touch Kame had for him.
"I think that means yes," Meisa chuckled.
Jin nuzzled Kame's jaw as it was the nearest bit of Kame he could reach with his lazy motion. "Definitely a yes," he mumbled. "Give me ten minutes and we can go all over again."
Kame's spent cock stirred at that. Nowhere near getting hard again so fast, but definitely interested.
They had the whole night, and no one seemed to be in a hurry to leave the room. Kame rolled over onto his back, gloriously naked and sprawled on all those soft pillows that had looked so pretty when the bed had been untouched. Now it was a comfortable mess.
Jin didn't move at first, but after a while his ragged breathing evened out and Kame felt the mattress next to him dip as Jin turned on to his side, propped on an elbow and took in all the smooth skin of Kame's shamelessly displayed body. When their eyes met, Jin didn't try to mask the fact he was enjoying the view.
"Is it too early to say I want you in one of the fashion campaigns I'm about to oversee in January?" Jin asked, his eyes traveling down Kame's chest. Then his fingers joined the ride, skimming over damp skin and catching a few stray droplets of come.
Kame shivered under the touch.
His body was always so weirdly over-sensitive after an orgasm, which was one of the reasons he wasn't big on post-coital snuggling, but he felt too good right now to shy away from Jin. Instead of thinking of how much his body reacted to Jin's touches, he tried to focus on Jin's words.
Not an easy task, but he could do that.
"Is the campaign for underwear?"
"Underwear is overrated," Meisa chimed in.
Jin craned his neck to look at her. She was flipping through something on her phone again. "Are you wearing any tonight?" he asked.
She glanced up. "Under this dress?"
The way she asked the question made Kame snicker. Or maybe it was a reflex when Jin's finger poked at his belly button.
Jin nodded. "Fair enough."
"And you should see some of Kame's pants. No way could he fit anything under that skinny stuff."
Kame opened his mouth to defend himself, because while yes, most of his pants were too tight for any underwear and he generally preferred to wear as little clothes as possible, he did own some nice pairs of briefs that he wouldn't mind showing Jin. Before he could say a word, however, Jin laughed and kissed his shoulder.
"I'm pretty sure an underwear campaign usually doesn't require the models to wear pants."
Meisa's finger flickered over the display. "I've seen some pretty pictures of guys in jeans, the flies open and bulges out, so everyone could see how the advertised underwear nicely stretched over their dicks..."
Jin's hand moved from Kame's belly button to his hip-bone. A thumb caressed his tattoo, and Kame needed some serious willpower not to buck his hips up.
"That is definitely a visual I'd recommend," Jin agreed, turning back at Kame with a wink. "But no. No underwear. I’m talking more about formal. Black suits, white shirts, ties..." He grinned. Kame's eyes immediately dropped to Jin's chest. The dark red tie Jin wore tonight now looked exactly like what one would expect from a piece of clothing that had been through a romp. Kame tugged at it and pulled it over Jin's head.
"Ohh, I've seen this one ad for ties," Meisa said.
Kame tossed the tie blindly in her direction. "Jesus, could you let me bask in my afterglow without giving me ideas about scarcely dressed guys for a minute? I have this very much naked one right here, and that's all I need right now."
The tie didn't make it anywhere near Meisa. It fluttered down on the floor just by the bed. Kame didn't care. He had Jin's hand on his hip which was making his cock twitch on every upstroke of Jin's thumb along the few tiny birds scattered all along his jutting hip-bone. Biting his lip, Kame swallowed a low moan. With Jin's feathery touch, it wouldn't take much for Kame to get hard in no time. Screw the ten minutes Jin had suggested.
Meisa tsk'd and shook her head. "You'll beg me to show you what I'm talking about soon enough."
It wasn't as if she was mad or anything.
And Kame totally would want to see every one of those pictures at some point.
Jin's fingers tapped each one of the tattooed birds.
"Of course I will."
"Can I see them, too?" Jin asked, almost innocently.
Their eyes met, and Kame smiled.
Meisa was quiet for a moment, but Kame could practically see the wheels of wicked ideas spinning inside that pretty head of hers. "Can I watch you two jerk off while you look at them?"
Kame rolled his eyes.
Jin flattened his hand on Kame's hip, his whole body shaking with chuckles. "This must be the weirdest conversation I've ever had after sex."
With a groan, Kame rolled over, immediately missing the warmth of Jin's touch on his skin, and sat up.
"I'm going to take a piss, while the two of you make plans about half-naked dudes and jerking off."
As he stood up, Jin reached out just enough to swat his thigh, and while it wasn't a sharp slap or anything, Kame felt the tingle with every step he took towards the bathroom door. With that thought in mind, he rummaged quickly through Meisa's purse, ignoring her raised brow, before leaving the room.
He could feel Jin's eyes on him until the door closed behind his back.
---
Jin turned his attention to Meisa and grinned. "I think he wanted some more snuggle time," he quipped, as soon as the bathroom door was closed behind Kame.
Meisa shrugged. "That would be a first," she said and glanced back towards the closed door. She turned back to Jin and frowned. "I think you might actually be good for him."
"You think?" Jin asked as he struggled to sit up properly and dodge the come all over the bed. He'd have to get a towel and wipe it off a little later. He looked up at Meisa and she was smirking at his struggles.
"Yeah, I do. I've never seen him quite so into someone from the get go. He's being pretty cool about it, but mostly I think it's because he doesn't quite know what to do with you now."
Jin frowned at her as he thought about that. He understood Kame's feelings completely. He was pretty standoffish about his own flings too. But what they'd done in this bed tonight, had far surpassed anything he'd ever experienced before.
"Well, just for the record," Jin said, sliding his legs over the side of the bed. "I've got every intention of pursuing him once this is over. I'm willing to bet we have a lot more in common than just great sex, but if he wants to play hard to get, then you can bet your ass I'm gonna chase him."
Meisa shook her head. "You won't have to chase him far. I know him better than anyone. He likes the thrill of it, sure, but if you call him he'll answer. And probably talk you off right there over the phone. He likes you."
"That sounds quite promising," Jin nodded. "So like, if I follow him into the bathroom now he'll let me fuck him against the counter?"
Meisa laughed at that, as Jin stood up. "He grabbed a condom out of my purse before he left. He's literally lingering in there waiting for you. He wants some privacy with you, which is also rare, so that tells me a lot. "
"Privacy as in he's shutting you out? Damn, I thought you two had a thing."
"Of course we do." Meisa shrugged. "Like I said, though, he likes you. I'm not taking it personal. Besides, I'm tired anyway. You two know how to wear a girl out.” She winked and a stretched her arms. "And I drank too much. So go have fun. I'm gonna sleep for a while." Jin watched as she got comfortable on the couch, and then tossed the throw off the chair next to her over her.
Still thinking about Meisa's words, Jin grabbed one of the little complimentary packets of lube from the night stand. He wanted her to be right. He needed an intimate moment with Kame. A little moment in time where he could rock Kame's world without any extra help. Not that he didn't like it most of the time, but right now he was feeling strangely romantic.
He took a deep breath, and then headed towards the closed bathroom door. He could hear the water in the sink running, and he paused just before turning the handle.
When he finally did push the door open, his breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of Kame staring back at him through the huge wall length mirror behind the sink. He'd apparently just splashed his face with water, and Jin was transfixed on the water droplets that were rolling down Kame's chest.
He shook it off quickly though, and didn't even remember walking up behind Kame. He was just suddenly there, his cock pressing up against Kame's bare backside and rubbing slowly.
"You want something?" Kame asked, still looking at him through the mirror. Jin was distracted again by how wonderful Kame smelled. By the taste of his skin as he casually licked and nipped his way up the side of Kame's neck. God he was so hard again. Had it even been ten minutes?
"Touch yourself," Jin ordered, breathing hot against Kame's ear. Kame shivered and reached for his dick. Jin watched it all through the giant mirror, barely giving Kame room to move as he couldn't stand even a momentary separation.
"You gonna be the big bad dom now? Gonna boss me around like you do everyone else?" Kame's eyes were intense as they sought Jin’s in the mirror. His words were as teasing as they were tentative, and Jin could tell he was legitimately asking the question. A question that, most likely, wasn’t even about Jin himself. It was a genuine concern on Kame’s side. Was Jin going to try to control him? That was the bottom line here. Jin wondered briefly what kind of shitty relationships Kame had had in the past, but then he found himself staring straight into Kame's eyes through the mirror.
"No," Jin shook his head. It was the truth. He didn't want to control someone like Kame. He wanted him to always be wild. "I just wanna fuck you, and make you feel good."
He heard the little moan Kame tried to hide from him. Apparently that had been the right answer, as Kame started pressing back against him.
"I like your cock," Kame sighed, resting his head back against Jin's shoulder.
Jin kissed his neck and grinned. "It likes you too."
"Where do you want me?" Again Kame's eyes met his in the mirror, and Jin just smiled.
"Right here. Like this. Wanna watch you in the mirror. I didn't get to see you last time."
Kame didn't say anything to that, and Jin busied himself with opening the lube he'd brought with him. He poured it over his fingers, and lowered his fingers down to Kame's pretty little pucker. Kame gasped at first, but then the next moan he released wasn't restrained at all.
"God you have the prettiest little ass," Jin said, as he started to work one finger into Kame. His other arm moved around Kame's chest, tweaking his nipples in turn. Kame writhed against him, apparently loving that a lot. Jin did it a few more times.
"Fuck," Kame whimpered. "Love how you make me feel."
Jin got lost in Kame for moment as he watched them both through the mirror. Jin loved the way his tanned skin looked against Kame's pale body. He loved the way Kame closed his eyes and tossed his head back, trusting Jin to keep on feeding him pleasure. Kame's body was practically vibrating from his need, and Jin couldn't wait any longer. Three fingers deep and a rub in just the right direction had Kame crying out.
"Fuck me already!"
Kame's hoarse command made Jin chuckle, and he reached for the condom that had been sitting on the counter just waiting for him. He ripped it open with his teeth, and slid it on with one hand. The other had slid down to Kame's waist. "Jesus, your ass needs to be worshipped. I want at it next time." Jin rubbed the pretty mounds in hand before smacking them both just once. He was already daydreaming about getting his mouth on that tender skin. Fucking Kame with his tongue.
"Christ, will you just stick your cock in me already?" Kame didn't say no, so Jin was pretty sure he was up for whatever Jin had in mind.
"Patience," Jin sing-songed. And then he slid inside of Kame in one swift movement that had them both gasping and leaning forward to catch the counter. "You okay?" he asked, trailing tender kisses up Kame's shoulder once he could move again without coming on the spot.
"Perfect. Move now," Kame moaned, pressing back against him in his haste. Jin didn't waste time at all, quickly setting up a fast pace that wasn't quite as brutal as the one Kame had set for him earlier.
Jin looked up and caught their reflections in the mirror. His hands were both at Kame's waist, holding him steady as his hips moved with practiced ease. Kame was a sensual thing, and Jin loved it when he snaked one hand backwards and held Jin at his nape as they rocked together.
"You feel so good in me," Kame murmured, and Jin picked up the pace a little, letting Kame really feel him. He reveled in the sound of skin slapping against skin, and he could feel when the sweat began dripping off their bodies again. A few rough pounding thrusts had Kame gasping and reaching for his dick.
"Nuh-uh. That's mine," Jin growled as he moved Kame's hand out of the way and grasped his cock himself.
"Oh god, oh god," Kame whimpered, and started to squirm as Jin began to stroke him off.
"So pretty," Jin rasped. He was so close to a second orgasm that he could already taste it, but he wanted Kame to come with him. Somehow it seemed to be the most important thing right now. "Watch yourself when you come. Look how pretty you are. Come on, come for me." The words just rolled off of Jin's tongue as Kame stared at him in the mirror. Then Kame's eyes shifted to himself, and Jin felt the tight squeeze when Kame fell over the edge. Jin fell with him then, thrusting his hips just a few more times before he trembled through his release.
Kame spurted come all over the sink and part of the mirror, and had he not been so breathless, Jin might have actually laughed. This was amazing. They were amazing together.
They both slumped forward, but Jin caught Kame before he could fall too far and carefully pulled out of him. He ripped off the condom and tossed it in the general direction of the trash before somehow gathering the strength to spin Kame around in his arms. To his great pleasure, Kame clung to him, and pressed himself up for a kiss.
"I want to say something sharp and witty here, but I think you fucked all the words out of my head," Kame grinned lazily, pulling back and looking at Jin.
"Ditto," Jin laughed. “We can be witty later. Right now we should just get in the shower. And then order food. I'm suddenly starving."
"Mmmm, food..." Kame ran a finger down the center of Jin's chest, over his flat stomach, and then slipped past Jin and headed towards the shower taking up space at the opposite end of the room.
While the main room was furnished to achieve a clever image of minimalistic luxury that so many of the hotel's high profile guests preferred, the bathroom was disgustingly well-equipped with a big comfortable tube that could accommodate at least three people (not that Jin had checked... yet), and a shower with multiple jets that offered the best massage, possibly second only to Jin's personal therapist. Jin was one call away from getting the very same shower installed in his own bathroom.
Now there was also the visual of a very naked and freshly fucked Kame lingering in the open sliding door, his irresistible bedroom eyes luring Jin to join him.
Jin had every intention of doing just that.
Setting the jets took some maneuvering, but mostly because it was only the second time Jin got his hands on the shower. It wasn't rocket science and he was a fast learner. A fast learner who was now very much motivated by the prospect of turning around and enjoying a shower with one beautiful Kazuya Kamenashi.
He was almost done with setting the main shower head to a nice medium spray while turning off the side jets. He aimed for effective, not indulging. Having Kame there was an indulgence enough for now. Then he felt the first touch as a soft sponge caressed his skin. The sensation started at the nape of his neck and travelled down, along his spine all the way to the top of his ass, only to disappear and move to his right shoulder, then his left. The space was quickly filled with the fresh, spicy and citrus scent of the shower gel.
Jin let go of the jet controls and leaned forward, bracing himself against the tiled wall. He mumbled inarticulate appreciation and got a soft chuckle in return.
"I'm such a messy shooter," Kame chuckled over the sound of the falling water, rubbing the sponge all over Jin's back in a seemingly random pattern now. "At least the first load hit your back and not the bathroom mirror. The cleaning lady would have a wild story to tell in the morning otherwise."
Jin laughed and turned around. Kame didn't miss a beat and smoothly moved to rub soap all over Jin's chest.
Jin watched him. "There's still a come-soaked bedspread that someone will be taking care of tomorrow."
"Yeah, but that one is on you." Kame slapped Jin's hip and grinned.
Jin used the momentary distraction to seize the sponge and back Kame across the stall until his back hit the opposite wall. He didn't miss the flicker of surprise in Kame's eyes, but it was gone as fast as it appeared. Instead of dwelling on it right now, Jin quickly steered both of them in another direction. "I'm pretty sure it was your dick in my ass that's responsible for that." He stole a quick kiss from Kame before squirting more soap on the sponge.
Kame shuddered under the first touch, but then seemed to relax and sort of melt into the wall as Jin ran the sponge over his chest and stomach.
"I'll leave a big apologetic note on the nightstand," Kame muttered.
Jin could see that. "Sorry about the mess. Here's a tip for your trouble, and I'll be leaving a five star review. Some of the best sex of my life happened in this hotel."
Kame's eyes widened and Jin wondered if he'd just overdone it.
"That's a review that would definitely catch my attention," Kame agreed, holding Jin's gaze. "I can't remember a place where I got dicked out as good as here tonight."
He closed his eyes, enjoying Jin's treatment. There was not a single sign of protest when Jin maneuvered Kame around to wash his back, and then they took turns in shampooing each other's hair. The running water and touching each other just felt too good to cut it short.
Jin liked the ease they moved around each other with. It was a dance they hadn't practised, but it almost seemed like they'd perfected it without trying. It had been a while since Jin had craved casual domesticity, and while he was far from coming up with longterm plans with a guy he'd just met, the seed of potential had been planted.
And Meisa had said Kame wouldn't turn him down if Jin suggested a repeat of tonight. That was promising, too.
As they got out of the shower and Kame casually handed Jin a towel, Jin knew he wouldn't let the man leave the hotel room without Jin's phone number.
"Food time," Kame announced when he finished toweling his hair.
Jin was just wrapping his towel around his hips. His stomach didn't rumble yet, but it wouldn't take much. He hadn't been kidding about starving before. He needed an energy refill.
And something to keep his hands off Kame for longer than five seconds.
In the main room, Meisa was asleep. She had curled up under the throw Jin had given her, and was now oblivious to the world around.
Having a little distance now and seeing the room without all his attention directed to his dick, Jin saw the mess they'd made earlier. Crumpled sheets, clothes scattered everywhere.
Kame must've had the same thought, because they moved almost simultaneously, gathering pieces of clothing and folding them. Jin opened a wardrobe, the shelves as empty as one would expect of a hotel room wardrobe in a room rented for only three nights.
Jin tossed his bundle into one of the lower shelves. He had no plan to put any of that on again. He grabbed a pair of sweatpants that he'd slept in last night. They were good enough to wear while lounging around.
"Got some space for you here," he said and turned around, only to get a view of Kame pulling on his boxer briefs and adjusting his cock.
Kame looked up and grinned. "Cool. My walk of shame in the morning won't be so bad if my pants get to hang overnight and won't look like someone tore them off me in the middle of hasty foreplay."
"Is that a complaint?"
Kame walked over to the wardrobe and kissed Jin's cheek before reaching inside for a hanger. "Not at all. If the Sleeping Beauty over there was awake, she'd let you know that prudes giving me disapproving looks is among the top three of my favorite things."
Jin couldn't really tell if it was a joke or truth, but he took his chance and guessed it could be a combination of both. "And what would be the other two?"
"Food." Kame hung the pants and carefully placed the rest of his folded clothes on a shelf. "And everything we've done since you approached me at the bar."
"That's three points for me then."
"You still need to actually feed me."
Jin ordered room service, asking for a variety of whatever was being served downstairs, while watching Kame move around the room with ease. Given that Kame didn't bother putting on more than his underwear, it was a rather nice view. Kame took off the top bed sheet, balled it up and tossed it unceremoniously under the bed, then switched off the main light in exchange of drowning the room in a much softer one of the lamps standing on each nightstand.
Meisa's corner fell into a shadow, but she didn't notice, enjoying her sleep and possibly dreaming of things that made Jin's heart speed up its beat.
Kame poured each of them a glass of something alcoholic from the bar, and then made himself comfortable on the bed.
The room service was on the way and Jin shot a quick text to Ryo, asking his partner if everything was running smoothly downstairs. He didn't quite expect a prompt reply, or for Ryo to care about much more than booze and dancing at this point of the evening, because today was, after all, about fun, and even the bosses deserved some time off.
To Jin's surprise, Ryo's text came right back.
He smiled as he read the mix of teasing, underlying concern, and a wild ride of autocorrect fuck-ups. Somehow Ryo always managed to turn the damn thing on and Jin was then left to decipher whatever Ryo could've meant.
They exchanged two or three more texts before Jin tossed the phone on the nightstand on what had temporarily become his side of the bed, with Kame now occupying the other one.
He joined Kame, accepting a glass Kame offered him.
"So, I assume the party is still going wild?" Kame more stated than actually asked.
Jin took a sip of his drink and nodded. "Everyone is having fun. As they should."
He was definitely enjoying every second of the night.
---
(part 3)
However, being here now, like this, took the urgency out of Jin's movements for the first time since they'd met. Kame was waiting for him, and Jin could slow down and take his time and look his fill. He could feel Meisa moving around behind him, and he shivered when her hands touched his back and slid down.
"Don't you think he's still wearing too many clothes?" she asked Jin, and they both turned to look at Kame, who squirmed a bit under such intense scrutiny. He stopped stroking himself, finishing one slow, teasing upstroke until a few drops of fluid appeared at the slit. Jin swallowed, remembering the taste and craving to take Kame’s cock in his mouth again.
There would be time for that. Later.
"You're right," Jin said as he stepped forward a bit. He reached down and tugged on Kame's loose pants. "I want these off."
Kame bit his lip in such a way that made him look almost innocent, but Jin knew better. The innocence was all an act. And a very effective one at that. When Jin didn't fall for it though, Kame smirked at him and lifted his hips, not actively stripping himself but rather allowing Jin to pull down his pants and underwear in one swift movement. The socks went too, and suddenly Jin's mouth was watering at the sight of Kame in nothing but that damn white shirt, open and showing all the delicious skin. Smooth chest, flat stomach, a tattoo sneaking up his right hip bone. Jin really needed to get acquainted with that one later.
"Your turn," Meisa whispered next to Jin's ear, distracting him. He turned to face her then, and she smiled. "He gets a little jealous sometimes if I spend too much time admiring his dates." Her hands went up to his shoulders then, and she began helping him out of his suit jacket. Once it was carefully draped over a chair her fingers went to his shirt.
Jin turned his head to look at Kame as Meisa unbuttoned his shirt. Kame was watching her actions with intensity, and Jin wondered how that was going to translate once he got in the bed himself. If it meant what he thought it meant, then it was going to be amazing.
Once the shirt was unbuttoned, he undid the cuffs and allowed her to slide the shirt off of his arms. He looked up when he heard Kame's quiet gasp, and kept his smirk to himself. He knew he looked good. He worked hard on his body. He watched as Kame's eyes glazed a bit while Meisa worked on his belt.
"You two have any idea how hot this is?" Kame asked quietly. His hand went back to his cock and started stroking. Jin followed the movement with his eyes, but before he could make a move, Meisa tugged on his clothes, effectively baring him to Kame's heated gaze.
"Fuck, you're so hard for me," Kame licked his lips, and Jin was done taking his time. He stepped out of the rest of his clothes and crawled up onto the bed. He settled on top of Kame's body, forcing Kame's hand away from his dick. Jin then pressed himself into Kame's skin, rubbing his own cock against Kame's thigh. He didn't know where any of this was leading, but the possessive look Kame had given him a moment ago when Meisa was touching him spoke volumes.
"Hmm, you should fuck me now," Jin purred, closing his eyes and not so subtly rubbing against Kame's skin.
"Yeah, Kazu, you should do that," Meisa echoed.
A slow, devilish grin stretched Jin's lips and he glanced over his shoulder to see Meisa take off her heels and toss them into a corner. Her voice was a sweet reminder of her presence, of someone else in the room who could see, who would watch. Fuck, that was hot.
"Stretch that ass. Get him all nice and ready," Meisa went on, licking her lips. "And fuck him."
Kame slapped Jin's hip.
Then a sharp tug forced Jin's head to turn back to Kame. Kame had the tie twisted around his hand, holding tight. Like a leash he could control Jin with.
"I've wanted that ass since the moment I saw you," Kame grinned. He gave the tie another pull, and Jin shuddered. He'd almost decided against wearing it tonight because it had just seemed too formal for a fun Christmas party where everyone would eventually get drunk and sing good old Mariah Carey songs, but now the party was left some fifty floors below and Kame's firm grip on the tie was the hottest thing.
Second maybe to Kame himself.
Then Kame had him pulled low enough for another kiss, the tie digging into the back of Jin's neck so he could only kiss back. Suck on Kame's tongue, taste him. Alcohol and strawberries. Jin was getting drunk with every lick and stolen breath.
Jin's hips thrust forward. His cock aligned with Kame's. Hard length slid against hard length. Kame whimpered into Jin's mouth.
"Do it again," Kame panted.
His hand landed on Jin's hip with another stinging slap, but this time it stayed there, guiding Jin to repeat the move. His blunt fingernails dug into Jin's skin, adding yet another sensation. Jin responded by rocking his hips, altering between slow slides and urgent, impatient motions. His breath was getting heavy again, and as much as he was enjoying all this, his ass wanted to feel that thick cock inside.
"Please." He didn't mean to beg, not yet anyway, but damn, he was so ready.
A feather like brush of sharp nails up his spine made Jin arch his back. He hadn't exactly forgotten about Meisa's presence, but Kame's scent and sweat-slick body writhing under him had sucked Jin into a bubble of sensation.
"He's asking so nicely..."
Jin blinked, re-focusing on Kame's flushed face. "There's lube and condoms in the nightstand."
Kame's eyes flicked somewhere above Jin's shoulder where Jin more sensed Meisa's presence than saw her. He couldn't tear his eyes off Kame.
It was Meisa who opened the drawer and provided the lube and a condom, laying both the supplies within Kame’s reach. Jin felt her fingers against his spine once more. Her gentle touch was a stark contrast to Kame's rough groping and kneading of Jin's ass. She soothed while Kame was setting Jin's body on fire. Jin's cock throbbed at the thought of having both those touches on him at the same time, but when Meisa withdrew her hand and stepped back, Kame's fingers digging into the cleft between Jin's ass-cheeks and pulling them apart were suddenly all Jin needed to breathe.
He pressed his ass back into Kame's hands.
A finger tapped against his hole.
"Time to get you ready."
"God yeah," Jin whined, pressing back against Kame's fingers. "Don't worry about taking it too slow. I love the burn."
Jin could hear Kame whimper at his words, and next he heard the snap of the lube bottle and a cool slick finger started to press inside him. He closed his eyes, pushing back on Kame's hand again, wanting that little bite of pain. Kame played with him like that for a moment, and Jin thought he was going to lose his mind. "More," Jin opened his eyes.
Another finger joined the first, and Jin leaned down so that he could kiss Kame's mouth again. God it was wonderful. It had been so long since he'd actually bottomed. Most of his partners were just too intimidated by him to even suggest it. His status could be a blessing and a curse sometimes, but Kame obviously didn't give a shit.
"You like that?" Kame's voice was husky when he pulled back from their kiss. Jin moaned and pressed down harder, and then gasped when Kame's finger pressed against just the right spot. "Yeah, you do. When's the last time someone spread you out and fucked you? I bet it's been a while, you're so damn tight."
Jin whimpered as Kame's dirty talk penetrated his very being. It was like Kame had been reading his thoughts, and the knowledge made the wavelength they were riding on even more impressive.
"People don't usually fuck me," Jin said, wanting to be honest.
Kame tilted his head, giving him a funny look. "And what makes me special?"
Jin lifted up on his elbows, and pressed forward to nibble at Kame's ear. "You aren't intimidated by me. By my work. By who I am. And I like it. A lot. Fuck, don't stop." Kame pressed on that spot inside of him again with his fingers and Jin tucked his face against Kame's neck.
His words must have done something to Kame, because in the next moment, he was getting yanked back by his tie and Kame's eyes were practically glowing with mischief. Kame's fingers slipped out of him then, and a smirk spread across Kame's kiss swollen lips.
"I want you on your hands and knees now."
Jin's heart did a little skip in his chest just as Kame released the tie to let him up. He hurriedly crawled off of Kame to do as he'd been told. It was so strange how eager he was to please Kame. He couldn't ever remember presenting for someone before, but he was doing it now. And he could feel both Kame and Meisa's eyes on him. It should have been so awkward, but even with her there it felt right.
"Jesus, Kazuya. He's so perfect it's surreal," Meisa said. Jin could feel his ego expanding a little at her words, and he knew it was her hand sliding over the curve of his ass. He didn't move though. He just enjoyed it, and waited. Kame was obviously content to just watch him for a moment too.
"Yeah, he is." This time it was Kame's voice, and Jin could feel him jostling the bed as he moved around behind him. Jin hummed when Kame's rubbed his cock between his ass cheeks a few times teasing him. "Make sure you get our good angles," Kame said then. And when Jin turned his head slightly to the side, he could see Meisa aiming her phone at them.
"You two don't have bad angles," she assured.
Turning all his attention back to Kame, Jin pressed his forehead to the blanket as Kame's fingers raked down his shoulders and over his back.
"You ready to moan for me, boss man?" Kame's question was accompanied by a smack to his ass and Jin jolted.
"Fuck, yeah."
"Good answer."
---
By the time Kame got Jin on his hands and knees, the condom on, and the lube Meisa had so kindly helped find trickling down Jin's ass, he was practically shaking with need to plunge into Jin with one hard thrust. Jin's ass was like an invitation he couldn't decline. He wanted to get lost in Jin.
Shuffling on his knees behind Jin's nicely presented body, he rubbed a thumb over Jin's hole and when he felt the little twitch it gave, Kame couldn't help himself but press harder, breaching Jin again to tease him.
Jin pushed back immediately. "Kazu--- Shit."
Kame liked the sound of his name coming from Jin, husky, a little choked out. "Yeah, you gonna do that to my dick?"
With a heavy sigh, Jin hanged his head, eyes squeezed shut. He lowered his upper body, going on his elbows.
Kame slid his hand further down between Jin's legs, gave a squeeze to his heavy balls. He wanted to learn every reaction of Jin's body to his touch. Every tremble, every twitch of strung muscles. Every spot that drew strained, beautiful noises out from the depth of Jin's throat.
Jin's thighs shuffled further apart, his cock dripped precome in anticipation.
"Now, do it now." Jin's whine carried a bossy undertone.
Kame grabbed Jin's hips and was deep inside him with one hard thrust that pushed both of them forward.
"Oh god, that's... fuck, you're tight," Kame panted, bending over Jin's back and latching his mouth to Jin's neck, just above the stripe of Jin's tie. He sucked Jin's skin, tasting salty sweat with an undertone of a cologne bitter at the tip of his tongue.
Jin groaned, struggling to hold Kame's weight.
"You feel so good," Kame whispered into Jin's ear as soon as he could breathe again. He bit on the lobe, tugging at it with hit teeth just to the point of light pain. The shudder that went through Jin made it clear that Jin didn't mind things getting a bit rough at all.
Jin turned his head to seek Kame's mouth for a sloppy kiss. "So do you. Now move and make me scream."
Meisa appreciated the prompt with a breathy, "Huh-uh." Kame glanced up only to see her comfortably seated on the dark leather divan, knees bent and feet tucked under her ass. Her precious phone was lying next to her. There was always a moment where the desire to watch and enjoy the show from a front seat won over her little obsession with taking pictures and videos, but Kame's brain-turned-into-mush couldn't quite remember the last time she'd done so so early on into the night.
True, it usually took longer than ten minutes for him to be balls deep inside someone who was rocking back eagerly and milking his cock so good that Kame was hardly keeping it together.
Jin's ass tightened around him.
Sucking on Jin's tongue and then giving his ear another sharp bite, Kame straightened up, hands on Jin's hips to hold him in place, and pulled back then slammed back in, making Jin huff and moan.
Skin slapped against skin, Jin's knees dug into the mattress, his fingers curled around the silky sheets.
After a few slow thrusts to make sure Jin was ready, Kame set up a fast, ruthless pace, fucking Jin hard, until drops of sweat rolled down their skin and breath caught in their throats.
The tight knot of desire gripping Kame's gut since the moment they'd entered the elevator and he'd got his hands all over Jin, was pushing Kame to relentlessly seek more, more of the hot tightness of Jin's ass, more of those gasping sounds Jin couldn't hold back. Hot white lust licked up Kame's spine, his hands bruised Jin's skin, but Jin was rocking back, craving everything Kame was giving.
"Shit," Jin gasped into the sheets, his knuckles pale, almost white against the black silk. "Yes, fuck, yes, there..."
Kame snapped his hips wildly a few more times before switching to a slower pace again, relishing the feel of the slow slide of his dick in and out of Jin's ass. He aimed for the same angle, the one that made Jin burst out with gasps.
Jin was shaking, cursing, urging Kame on, begging him to stop and to never stop at the same time.
Each forced, breathless word was like a gush of oil into the flames of Kame's lust filled need to fuck Jin senseless.
He rubbed Jin's back, feeling the tremors of Jin's muscles.
"So close, I..." Jin whimpered.
Kame reached down to get Jin's cock.
"Don't touch him," Meisa's voice found a way into their bubble, and while Kame immediately complied and pulled his hand away, Jin let out a rather pathetic whine. He struggled to touch himself, but Kame swatted him away.
"Shit! Make me come."
Kame rubbed a soothing circle into Jin's hip. The skin was red and would undoubtedly bruise later. Kame bit his lip. It was a small mark, but it was one, and it looked damn good on Jin. "Shh, don't argue with her."
For someone who didn't really care about participating in sweaty, dirty sex herself, Meisa always knew how everyone else could get the best out of it. Kame had learnt not to dispute her.
Meisa chuckled softly, but there was a clear wicked undertone to the sound.
"Have you ever come without touching your dick, Jin?"
Kame's hips snapped forward on their own at those words. He leaned over Jin's back again, feeling Jin's ragged breathing hammer against his ribcage. "I can pound your ass until you leak like a fucking waterfall," he purred into Jin's ear.
"I can't---I’ve never---"
Not waiting for Jin to be able to form a coherent answer, Kame once again set a fast pace, fucking Jin with the right angle that had allowed him to hit the right spot with each thrust before. Jin was buzzing, pushing back and meeting Kame halfway. Wanting more, craving everything Kame gave him.
"Jesus, do you have any idea how amazing you are?" Kame said; his voice, the praising words, a touch of velvet against Jin's sensitive cock. "I could do this all night, keep you on the edge and make you watch the sunrise with my dick still inside you..."
Kame wasn't done talking. A dozen filthy ideas sprung into his mind, but his next words were cut off sharp by a vigorous quiver running through Jin's whole body. Jin's ass gripped his dick tight enough to make Kame dizzy, and they both fell into a daze of sensation when Jin's frantic rocking froze mid-move as his orgasm hit him. His cock bounced against his tight stomach one last time and then he was coming. He shot two spurts all over the silk under him before more sluggish come dribbled down and pooled on the sheets.
"Oh fuck. Shit." Jin heaved, pressing his forehead into the bed.
Kame held Jin's hips to keep him from collapsing into the mess, but his arms were shaky from his own incoming release.
Jin's ass contracted around Kame's cock, and that was all that was needed to trigger Kame's pleasure. He pulled out, ripped off the condom, and his hand flew over his dick just once before he came all over Jin's trembling back.
With a breathless laugh Kame collapsed into the pillows. His body was languid and sated, and he felt so completely boneless that it was highly possible he'd just shot all his bones out through his dick. Shit. The ridiculous thought forced another low laugh out of him. He turned his head to look at Jin who had somehow managed to turn his head too and was looking at Kame with half-lidded eyes.
A lazy grin swept across Jin's flushed face.
"I can't believe you made me shoot like that," Jin mumbled. His brows were furrowed and the almost thoughtful expression on the face of someone who was one slump away from being completely covered in come made Kame chuckle.
He reached out and tugged Jin over.
As soon as Jin landed on his side in the pillows right next to Kame, Kame caught him in a long kiss, altering between stroking Jin's tongue with his own and sucking it into his mouth. Kame's hand easily slipped into Jin's hair, fingers playing with the damp strands.
He wasn't much into post-fuck cuddles, but now he wanted to wrap himself around Jin like a damn pretzel and stay like that until they were both ready for round two.
"I knew," Kame hesitated, then looked Jin in the eyes, "I hoped you would be amazing, but this… shit." He pressed his lips to Jin's then pulled away with a grin. "Wanna do it again?"
"Mmmm." Jin was like a sated, perfectly content kitten, all flushed cheeks and eager for every kiss and touch Kame had for him.
"I think that means yes," Meisa chuckled.
Jin nuzzled Kame's jaw as it was the nearest bit of Kame he could reach with his lazy motion. "Definitely a yes," he mumbled. "Give me ten minutes and we can go all over again."
Kame's spent cock stirred at that. Nowhere near getting hard again so fast, but definitely interested.
They had the whole night, and no one seemed to be in a hurry to leave the room. Kame rolled over onto his back, gloriously naked and sprawled on all those soft pillows that had looked so pretty when the bed had been untouched. Now it was a comfortable mess.
Jin didn't move at first, but after a while his ragged breathing evened out and Kame felt the mattress next to him dip as Jin turned on to his side, propped on an elbow and took in all the smooth skin of Kame's shamelessly displayed body. When their eyes met, Jin didn't try to mask the fact he was enjoying the view.
"Is it too early to say I want you in one of the fashion campaigns I'm about to oversee in January?" Jin asked, his eyes traveling down Kame's chest. Then his fingers joined the ride, skimming over damp skin and catching a few stray droplets of come.
Kame shivered under the touch.
His body was always so weirdly over-sensitive after an orgasm, which was one of the reasons he wasn't big on post-coital snuggling, but he felt too good right now to shy away from Jin. Instead of thinking of how much his body reacted to Jin's touches, he tried to focus on Jin's words.
Not an easy task, but he could do that.
"Is the campaign for underwear?"
"Underwear is overrated," Meisa chimed in.
Jin craned his neck to look at her. She was flipping through something on her phone again. "Are you wearing any tonight?" he asked.
She glanced up. "Under this dress?"
The way she asked the question made Kame snicker. Or maybe it was a reflex when Jin's finger poked at his belly button.
Jin nodded. "Fair enough."
"And you should see some of Kame's pants. No way could he fit anything under that skinny stuff."
Kame opened his mouth to defend himself, because while yes, most of his pants were too tight for any underwear and he generally preferred to wear as little clothes as possible, he did own some nice pairs of briefs that he wouldn't mind showing Jin. Before he could say a word, however, Jin laughed and kissed his shoulder.
"I'm pretty sure an underwear campaign usually doesn't require the models to wear pants."
Meisa's finger flickered over the display. "I've seen some pretty pictures of guys in jeans, the flies open and bulges out, so everyone could see how the advertised underwear nicely stretched over their dicks..."
Jin's hand moved from Kame's belly button to his hip-bone. A thumb caressed his tattoo, and Kame needed some serious willpower not to buck his hips up.
"That is definitely a visual I'd recommend," Jin agreed, turning back at Kame with a wink. "But no. No underwear. I’m talking more about formal. Black suits, white shirts, ties..." He grinned. Kame's eyes immediately dropped to Jin's chest. The dark red tie Jin wore tonight now looked exactly like what one would expect from a piece of clothing that had been through a romp. Kame tugged at it and pulled it over Jin's head.
"Ohh, I've seen this one ad for ties," Meisa said.
Kame tossed the tie blindly in her direction. "Jesus, could you let me bask in my afterglow without giving me ideas about scarcely dressed guys for a minute? I have this very much naked one right here, and that's all I need right now."
The tie didn't make it anywhere near Meisa. It fluttered down on the floor just by the bed. Kame didn't care. He had Jin's hand on his hip which was making his cock twitch on every upstroke of Jin's thumb along the few tiny birds scattered all along his jutting hip-bone. Biting his lip, Kame swallowed a low moan. With Jin's feathery touch, it wouldn't take much for Kame to get hard in no time. Screw the ten minutes Jin had suggested.
Meisa tsk'd and shook her head. "You'll beg me to show you what I'm talking about soon enough."
It wasn't as if she was mad or anything.
And Kame totally would want to see every one of those pictures at some point.
Jin's fingers tapped each one of the tattooed birds.
"Of course I will."
"Can I see them, too?" Jin asked, almost innocently.
Their eyes met, and Kame smiled.
Meisa was quiet for a moment, but Kame could practically see the wheels of wicked ideas spinning inside that pretty head of hers. "Can I watch you two jerk off while you look at them?"
Kame rolled his eyes.
Jin flattened his hand on Kame's hip, his whole body shaking with chuckles. "This must be the weirdest conversation I've ever had after sex."
With a groan, Kame rolled over, immediately missing the warmth of Jin's touch on his skin, and sat up.
"I'm going to take a piss, while the two of you make plans about half-naked dudes and jerking off."
As he stood up, Jin reached out just enough to swat his thigh, and while it wasn't a sharp slap or anything, Kame felt the tingle with every step he took towards the bathroom door. With that thought in mind, he rummaged quickly through Meisa's purse, ignoring her raised brow, before leaving the room.
He could feel Jin's eyes on him until the door closed behind his back.
---
Jin turned his attention to Meisa and grinned. "I think he wanted some more snuggle time," he quipped, as soon as the bathroom door was closed behind Kame.
Meisa shrugged. "That would be a first," she said and glanced back towards the closed door. She turned back to Jin and frowned. "I think you might actually be good for him."
"You think?" Jin asked as he struggled to sit up properly and dodge the come all over the bed. He'd have to get a towel and wipe it off a little later. He looked up at Meisa and she was smirking at his struggles.
"Yeah, I do. I've never seen him quite so into someone from the get go. He's being pretty cool about it, but mostly I think it's because he doesn't quite know what to do with you now."
Jin frowned at her as he thought about that. He understood Kame's feelings completely. He was pretty standoffish about his own flings too. But what they'd done in this bed tonight, had far surpassed anything he'd ever experienced before.
"Well, just for the record," Jin said, sliding his legs over the side of the bed. "I've got every intention of pursuing him once this is over. I'm willing to bet we have a lot more in common than just great sex, but if he wants to play hard to get, then you can bet your ass I'm gonna chase him."
Meisa shook her head. "You won't have to chase him far. I know him better than anyone. He likes the thrill of it, sure, but if you call him he'll answer. And probably talk you off right there over the phone. He likes you."
"That sounds quite promising," Jin nodded. "So like, if I follow him into the bathroom now he'll let me fuck him against the counter?"
Meisa laughed at that, as Jin stood up. "He grabbed a condom out of my purse before he left. He's literally lingering in there waiting for you. He wants some privacy with you, which is also rare, so that tells me a lot. "
"Privacy as in he's shutting you out? Damn, I thought you two had a thing."
"Of course we do." Meisa shrugged. "Like I said, though, he likes you. I'm not taking it personal. Besides, I'm tired anyway. You two know how to wear a girl out.” She winked and a stretched her arms. "And I drank too much. So go have fun. I'm gonna sleep for a while." Jin watched as she got comfortable on the couch, and then tossed the throw off the chair next to her over her.
Still thinking about Meisa's words, Jin grabbed one of the little complimentary packets of lube from the night stand. He wanted her to be right. He needed an intimate moment with Kame. A little moment in time where he could rock Kame's world without any extra help. Not that he didn't like it most of the time, but right now he was feeling strangely romantic.
He took a deep breath, and then headed towards the closed bathroom door. He could hear the water in the sink running, and he paused just before turning the handle.
When he finally did push the door open, his breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of Kame staring back at him through the huge wall length mirror behind the sink. He'd apparently just splashed his face with water, and Jin was transfixed on the water droplets that were rolling down Kame's chest.
He shook it off quickly though, and didn't even remember walking up behind Kame. He was just suddenly there, his cock pressing up against Kame's bare backside and rubbing slowly.
"You want something?" Kame asked, still looking at him through the mirror. Jin was distracted again by how wonderful Kame smelled. By the taste of his skin as he casually licked and nipped his way up the side of Kame's neck. God he was so hard again. Had it even been ten minutes?
"Touch yourself," Jin ordered, breathing hot against Kame's ear. Kame shivered and reached for his dick. Jin watched it all through the giant mirror, barely giving Kame room to move as he couldn't stand even a momentary separation.
"You gonna be the big bad dom now? Gonna boss me around like you do everyone else?" Kame's eyes were intense as they sought Jin’s in the mirror. His words were as teasing as they were tentative, and Jin could tell he was legitimately asking the question. A question that, most likely, wasn’t even about Jin himself. It was a genuine concern on Kame’s side. Was Jin going to try to control him? That was the bottom line here. Jin wondered briefly what kind of shitty relationships Kame had had in the past, but then he found himself staring straight into Kame's eyes through the mirror.
"No," Jin shook his head. It was the truth. He didn't want to control someone like Kame. He wanted him to always be wild. "I just wanna fuck you, and make you feel good."
He heard the little moan Kame tried to hide from him. Apparently that had been the right answer, as Kame started pressing back against him.
"I like your cock," Kame sighed, resting his head back against Jin's shoulder.
Jin kissed his neck and grinned. "It likes you too."
"Where do you want me?" Again Kame's eyes met his in the mirror, and Jin just smiled.
"Right here. Like this. Wanna watch you in the mirror. I didn't get to see you last time."
Kame didn't say anything to that, and Jin busied himself with opening the lube he'd brought with him. He poured it over his fingers, and lowered his fingers down to Kame's pretty little pucker. Kame gasped at first, but then the next moan he released wasn't restrained at all.
"God you have the prettiest little ass," Jin said, as he started to work one finger into Kame. His other arm moved around Kame's chest, tweaking his nipples in turn. Kame writhed against him, apparently loving that a lot. Jin did it a few more times.
"Fuck," Kame whimpered. "Love how you make me feel."
Jin got lost in Kame for moment as he watched them both through the mirror. Jin loved the way his tanned skin looked against Kame's pale body. He loved the way Kame closed his eyes and tossed his head back, trusting Jin to keep on feeding him pleasure. Kame's body was practically vibrating from his need, and Jin couldn't wait any longer. Three fingers deep and a rub in just the right direction had Kame crying out.
"Fuck me already!"
Kame's hoarse command made Jin chuckle, and he reached for the condom that had been sitting on the counter just waiting for him. He ripped it open with his teeth, and slid it on with one hand. The other had slid down to Kame's waist. "Jesus, your ass needs to be worshipped. I want at it next time." Jin rubbed the pretty mounds in hand before smacking them both just once. He was already daydreaming about getting his mouth on that tender skin. Fucking Kame with his tongue.
"Christ, will you just stick your cock in me already?" Kame didn't say no, so Jin was pretty sure he was up for whatever Jin had in mind.
"Patience," Jin sing-songed. And then he slid inside of Kame in one swift movement that had them both gasping and leaning forward to catch the counter. "You okay?" he asked, trailing tender kisses up Kame's shoulder once he could move again without coming on the spot.
"Perfect. Move now," Kame moaned, pressing back against him in his haste. Jin didn't waste time at all, quickly setting up a fast pace that wasn't quite as brutal as the one Kame had set for him earlier.
Jin looked up and caught their reflections in the mirror. His hands were both at Kame's waist, holding him steady as his hips moved with practiced ease. Kame was a sensual thing, and Jin loved it when he snaked one hand backwards and held Jin at his nape as they rocked together.
"You feel so good in me," Kame murmured, and Jin picked up the pace a little, letting Kame really feel him. He reveled in the sound of skin slapping against skin, and he could feel when the sweat began dripping off their bodies again. A few rough pounding thrusts had Kame gasping and reaching for his dick.
"Nuh-uh. That's mine," Jin growled as he moved Kame's hand out of the way and grasped his cock himself.
"Oh god, oh god," Kame whimpered, and started to squirm as Jin began to stroke him off.
"So pretty," Jin rasped. He was so close to a second orgasm that he could already taste it, but he wanted Kame to come with him. Somehow it seemed to be the most important thing right now. "Watch yourself when you come. Look how pretty you are. Come on, come for me." The words just rolled off of Jin's tongue as Kame stared at him in the mirror. Then Kame's eyes shifted to himself, and Jin felt the tight squeeze when Kame fell over the edge. Jin fell with him then, thrusting his hips just a few more times before he trembled through his release.
Kame spurted come all over the sink and part of the mirror, and had he not been so breathless, Jin might have actually laughed. This was amazing. They were amazing together.
They both slumped forward, but Jin caught Kame before he could fall too far and carefully pulled out of him. He ripped off the condom and tossed it in the general direction of the trash before somehow gathering the strength to spin Kame around in his arms. To his great pleasure, Kame clung to him, and pressed himself up for a kiss.
"I want to say something sharp and witty here, but I think you fucked all the words out of my head," Kame grinned lazily, pulling back and looking at Jin.
"Ditto," Jin laughed. “We can be witty later. Right now we should just get in the shower. And then order food. I'm suddenly starving."
"Mmmm, food..." Kame ran a finger down the center of Jin's chest, over his flat stomach, and then slipped past Jin and headed towards the shower taking up space at the opposite end of the room.
While the main room was furnished to achieve a clever image of minimalistic luxury that so many of the hotel's high profile guests preferred, the bathroom was disgustingly well-equipped with a big comfortable tube that could accommodate at least three people (not that Jin had checked... yet), and a shower with multiple jets that offered the best massage, possibly second only to Jin's personal therapist. Jin was one call away from getting the very same shower installed in his own bathroom.
Now there was also the visual of a very naked and freshly fucked Kame lingering in the open sliding door, his irresistible bedroom eyes luring Jin to join him.
Jin had every intention of doing just that.
Setting the jets took some maneuvering, but mostly because it was only the second time Jin got his hands on the shower. It wasn't rocket science and he was a fast learner. A fast learner who was now very much motivated by the prospect of turning around and enjoying a shower with one beautiful Kazuya Kamenashi.
He was almost done with setting the main shower head to a nice medium spray while turning off the side jets. He aimed for effective, not indulging. Having Kame there was an indulgence enough for now. Then he felt the first touch as a soft sponge caressed his skin. The sensation started at the nape of his neck and travelled down, along his spine all the way to the top of his ass, only to disappear and move to his right shoulder, then his left. The space was quickly filled with the fresh, spicy and citrus scent of the shower gel.
Jin let go of the jet controls and leaned forward, bracing himself against the tiled wall. He mumbled inarticulate appreciation and got a soft chuckle in return.
"I'm such a messy shooter," Kame chuckled over the sound of the falling water, rubbing the sponge all over Jin's back in a seemingly random pattern now. "At least the first load hit your back and not the bathroom mirror. The cleaning lady would have a wild story to tell in the morning otherwise."
Jin laughed and turned around. Kame didn't miss a beat and smoothly moved to rub soap all over Jin's chest.
Jin watched him. "There's still a come-soaked bedspread that someone will be taking care of tomorrow."
"Yeah, but that one is on you." Kame slapped Jin's hip and grinned.
Jin used the momentary distraction to seize the sponge and back Kame across the stall until his back hit the opposite wall. He didn't miss the flicker of surprise in Kame's eyes, but it was gone as fast as it appeared. Instead of dwelling on it right now, Jin quickly steered both of them in another direction. "I'm pretty sure it was your dick in my ass that's responsible for that." He stole a quick kiss from Kame before squirting more soap on the sponge.
Kame shuddered under the first touch, but then seemed to relax and sort of melt into the wall as Jin ran the sponge over his chest and stomach.
"I'll leave a big apologetic note on the nightstand," Kame muttered.
Jin could see that. "Sorry about the mess. Here's a tip for your trouble, and I'll be leaving a five star review. Some of the best sex of my life happened in this hotel."
Kame's eyes widened and Jin wondered if he'd just overdone it.
"That's a review that would definitely catch my attention," Kame agreed, holding Jin's gaze. "I can't remember a place where I got dicked out as good as here tonight."
He closed his eyes, enjoying Jin's treatment. There was not a single sign of protest when Jin maneuvered Kame around to wash his back, and then they took turns in shampooing each other's hair. The running water and touching each other just felt too good to cut it short.
Jin liked the ease they moved around each other with. It was a dance they hadn't practised, but it almost seemed like they'd perfected it without trying. It had been a while since Jin had craved casual domesticity, and while he was far from coming up with longterm plans with a guy he'd just met, the seed of potential had been planted.
And Meisa had said Kame wouldn't turn him down if Jin suggested a repeat of tonight. That was promising, too.
As they got out of the shower and Kame casually handed Jin a towel, Jin knew he wouldn't let the man leave the hotel room without Jin's phone number.
"Food time," Kame announced when he finished toweling his hair.
Jin was just wrapping his towel around his hips. His stomach didn't rumble yet, but it wouldn't take much. He hadn't been kidding about starving before. He needed an energy refill.
And something to keep his hands off Kame for longer than five seconds.
In the main room, Meisa was asleep. She had curled up under the throw Jin had given her, and was now oblivious to the world around.
Having a little distance now and seeing the room without all his attention directed to his dick, Jin saw the mess they'd made earlier. Crumpled sheets, clothes scattered everywhere.
Kame must've had the same thought, because they moved almost simultaneously, gathering pieces of clothing and folding them. Jin opened a wardrobe, the shelves as empty as one would expect of a hotel room wardrobe in a room rented for only three nights.
Jin tossed his bundle into one of the lower shelves. He had no plan to put any of that on again. He grabbed a pair of sweatpants that he'd slept in last night. They were good enough to wear while lounging around.
"Got some space for you here," he said and turned around, only to get a view of Kame pulling on his boxer briefs and adjusting his cock.
Kame looked up and grinned. "Cool. My walk of shame in the morning won't be so bad if my pants get to hang overnight and won't look like someone tore them off me in the middle of hasty foreplay."
"Is that a complaint?"
Kame walked over to the wardrobe and kissed Jin's cheek before reaching inside for a hanger. "Not at all. If the Sleeping Beauty over there was awake, she'd let you know that prudes giving me disapproving looks is among the top three of my favorite things."
Jin couldn't really tell if it was a joke or truth, but he took his chance and guessed it could be a combination of both. "And what would be the other two?"
"Food." Kame hung the pants and carefully placed the rest of his folded clothes on a shelf. "And everything we've done since you approached me at the bar."
"That's three points for me then."
"You still need to actually feed me."
Jin ordered room service, asking for a variety of whatever was being served downstairs, while watching Kame move around the room with ease. Given that Kame didn't bother putting on more than his underwear, it was a rather nice view. Kame took off the top bed sheet, balled it up and tossed it unceremoniously under the bed, then switched off the main light in exchange of drowning the room in a much softer one of the lamps standing on each nightstand.
Meisa's corner fell into a shadow, but she didn't notice, enjoying her sleep and possibly dreaming of things that made Jin's heart speed up its beat.
Kame poured each of them a glass of something alcoholic from the bar, and then made himself comfortable on the bed.
The room service was on the way and Jin shot a quick text to Ryo, asking his partner if everything was running smoothly downstairs. He didn't quite expect a prompt reply, or for Ryo to care about much more than booze and dancing at this point of the evening, because today was, after all, about fun, and even the bosses deserved some time off.
To Jin's surprise, Ryo's text came right back.
He smiled as he read the mix of teasing, underlying concern, and a wild ride of autocorrect fuck-ups. Somehow Ryo always managed to turn the damn thing on and Jin was then left to decipher whatever Ryo could've meant.
They exchanged two or three more texts before Jin tossed the phone on the nightstand on what had temporarily become his side of the bed, with Kame now occupying the other one.
He joined Kame, accepting a glass Kame offered him.
"So, I assume the party is still going wild?" Kame more stated than actually asked.
Jin took a sip of his drink and nodded. "Everyone is having fun. As they should."
He was definitely enjoying every second of the night.
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(part 3)