Fic: Road Trip
Title: Road Trip
Author: Henso Shite
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Masuda/Shige
Disclaimer: They're not mine.
Warnings: Boysex and dangerous driving.
Summary: Written for the prompt "Shige and Massu are on a small driving trip to I don't care where with Shige as a frustrated driver. Massu gives Shige a blowjob as a favor to calm him down but then Massu isn't done with Shige just yet~ I want Massu pounding Shige in the backseat of a car. ;D" for the Summer Kink Meme. Originally posted here.
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Shige cursed as a slow truck merged in front of them as they left the highway. Figures that the slow ones get in the way as soon as you lose the ability to overtake them. They'd already left late and now they weren't even going to be able to make decent time on the road.
"This is going to take forever now. Massu phone ahead and tell the guys were going to be a couple of years late."
Massu giggled and turned the radio down a little but didn't do anything to improve Shige's mood. They were on their way to a weekend away with the old cast from Kinpachi and they were supposed to get there by lunch time. It was already 11.30. There was just no way this day was going to go according to plan.
"Seriously Massu, you'll need to call them and tell them we're going to miss lunch." Shige huffed and shifted down a gear.
Massu opted to send a text message at lightning speed instead of making an actually call.
"Do you really think we're going to miss lunch?"
"With this bumbling fool in front of us," Shige threw his hand up in the direction of the truck in front of them, "Yes. I'll be surprised if we get there in time for dinner."
"Okay, calm down Shige. A tense driver is a dangerous driver." Massu smiled, trying to lighten the mood.
"Don't lecture me on how to drive. Those who don't hold driver's licences don't get to tell me what I'm doing wrong."
Shige swore again as they started to climb a hill at a speed that only snails would be jealous of.
"Well, maybe you won't get lunch but I definitely think that I should eat something." Massu announced with a smirk.
Shige glanced across at his friend and raised an eyebrow at the strange comment. He was fairly certain they hadn't bought any food in the car with them. Before he had any real chance to ask what the hell Massu meant a hand trailed its way from the inside of Shige's knee up to his crotch leaving a tingling path of skin in its wake.
"Massu?"
Massu chose not to respond other than to lick his lips and set to work on getting Shige's jeans open.
"Fuck Massu, I'm driving!"
"So keep driving." Massu suggested as he released his seat belt and repositioned himself in a way that gave him access but wouldn't get him stabbed in the chest with the gearstick.
Shige yelped as a warm tongue licked him from base to tip. Massu chuckled deep and low before sucking Shige in like a lolly and encouraging him to harden completely.
Shige tried to keep his eyes on the road but his vision was shaky at best. He couldn't believe that his sweet little Massu was so willing to do this. In broad daylight. In what was, essentially, public. His head was bobbing up and down so deliciously and it took everything Shige had not to throw his head back and moan.
No focus. Shige scolded himself and tried to remember how to drive, not noticing how his curling toes were making him press down a little too much on the accelerator. Massu's mouth popped off him then to hover over him, breathing hot and heavy against his wet skin. And then the truck in front of them was suddenly far too close.
Shige slammed his foot on the brake and swerved, just missing the rear of the truck and sending them skidding through the grass on the side of the road.
"FUCK!" Shige swore as the truck ambled off oblivious to how close it had just come to seriously damaging two young men.
Shige looked across at Massu, who had landed on the floor in front of his seat with a bruise blooming on his cheek where the gearstick had hit him as he slipped past it.
"Are you alright?" Shige asked, terrified at what would have happened to the unbuckled Massu if he hadn't been able to avoid the truck.
"What happened?"
"Truck braked." Shige explained as he turned off the engine and removed his shaking hands from the steering wheel.
"Shit, sorry." Massu looked down like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
Shige shook his head and ran his finger over the bruise on Massu's face.
"Shige...?," Massu looked up at him as if there was something important and possibly inappropriate that he wanted to say. Shige nodded for him to continue, "My adrenaline level is off the scale and I'm hard."
Shige's heart skipped a beat as he realised he could say the same thing.
"Me too."
Massu nodded, "So, it's probably not safe for you to drive right now."
"I-I guess not."
"Maybe we should climb into the back seat and take some time to calm down a bit."
Shige raised an eyebrow at that. The look on Massu's face suggested the complete opposite of calming down. Nonetheless, Shige climbed into the backseat, trying to ignore the strange sensation of being fully dressed despite his erection bobbing about in the free air as he clambered over the console and dropped onto the sueded upholstery.
Massu joined him a moment later and immediately leant in, invading Shige's space but not actually making contact.
"Are you hurt anywhere?" Massu whispered, breath tickling Shige's nose.
"I don't think so."
Massu nodded once then pressed a desperate kiss against Shige's lips. Suddenly Shige understood why Massu had mentioned their adrenaline levels as his shaky hands pulled Massu as close as possible. Shige's whole body felt simultaneously rushed and achingly slow as he clutched at Massu and craved so much more than he could achieve with clothes between them.
"It's alright baby." Massu muttered as he pulled off Shige's shirt and kissed as much of the exposed skin as he could reach. Shige didn't quite believe that. It wouldn't be alright until they were a lot closer than they were at the moment.
"Please Taka..." Shige dissolved into whimpers as Massu's hand gripped him and slowly thumbed at the head of his cock.
Shige started to pull at Massu's clothes, desperate to get to his skin. Massu let go of him to rid them both of their pants and fish a tube of lube out from his bag beneath the seat. Shige's thighs fell apart instinctively as he watched Massu coat his fingers. A distant part of his brain was trying to tell him to take off Massu's shirt but it was overridden by the instinct to clutch at that very shirt as a finger pressed inside of him.
Massu pressed kisses up along the vein in Shige's neck before sucking on his earlobe and using his tongue to toy with the thick silver earring as he pressed a second finger in and began to scissor them, stretching gently but insistently.
"Taka... Taka, now. Please." Shige pleaded, nuzzling at Massu's hair and trying desperately to hold himself together.
"Soon, you're not- not ready yet." Massu panted, adding a third finger. Shige shook his head. He couldn't possibly wait any longer; he was falling apart far too fast to wait.
"Now!" he was begging, pressing down on Massu's fingers and tightening himself with all his might.
"Oh, God, Shige..."
"Please!" Shige begged grabbing at Massu's arse and pulling him forward until they were flush together.
Massu flailed a little, groaning deliciously before pulling away to sit up properly and haul Shige up to straddle his lap. Shige wasted no time, promptly lifting himself up and pressing down onto Massu.
It was tight. Shige hadn't been this aware of Massu's size since the very first time they'd been together. But tight as it was, it was exactly what Shige needed. It took longer to take him in fully than Shige had wanted but once he was properly filled he found he couldn't keep going just yet. Instead he sat there, stretched and full, clinging to Massu, face buried against sweat slicked skin.
"A-are you alright? Did I hurt you?" Massu worried as he stroked Shige's hair. Shige shook his head.
"No. No, you're perfect. This is exactly how we're meant to be."
Shige pulled back a little to kiss him, somehow making it tender and loving at the same time as showing his desperation. Massu kissed back, trying to express himself honestly as well.
Shige groaned and ground down onto Massu, reminding them both of what they were doing. Massu bit down on Shige's lip and thrust up to meet him. They rocked together like that but as Shige tried to lift himself up to move properly his legs turned to jelly. Several hours with his feet at the pedals and a decent shock didn't do much to help his admittedly less than impressive leg muscles. Shige shook his head and apologised, frustrated tears gathering in his eyes.
"Shh, it's alright." Massu wiped his tears away and reached around Shige trigger the lever on the front passenger seat. The seat sprang forward a little and with a forearm under Shige's hips, Massu lifted him up to press his spine against the sloping back of the chair. Shige had no grip like this and no real choice but to cling to Massu as he began to thrust into him.
Shige propped his feet against the edge of the back seat and willed them to hold his weight as Massu pulled back and pressed back in.
This. This was what Shige had wanted so desperately. Tight friction as Massu moved inside him, slowly gathering speed until Shige was forced to throw an arm up behind himself to cling to the headrest as Massu pounded into him, grunting a sweating and kissing Shige like he was the only man on Earth, entire car swaying with the force of their excitement.
Shige's left foot slipped but Massu caught his leg easily, lifting at the thigh and changing his angle just slightly. But that new angle was mind blowing and Shige couldn't help but call out at each thrust as Massu's cock pumped forcefully back and forth against his sweet spot.
"I love you Baby." Massu whispered into Shige skin as his speed increased just that bit more. And that was all it took to send Shige falling over the edge as he wailed, coming with enough force that his right leg gave way too.
Massu gripped both of Shige's thighs and continued to fuck him though his orgasm as he filled Shige with his come and bit down on the soft flesh of Shige's neck.
They ended up slumped together on the floor of the car, wedged between the front and back seats as they regained their breath.
"Good God, maybe we should cause traffic accidents more often." Shige joked.
"We are not doing that in the city. People would watch through the window." Massu complained and tried to pull himself up onto the seat.
"Well, at least we wouldn't have to wait another hour and a half to get somewhere with a shower."
Massu looked at Shige condescendingly and pulled a large pack of wet wipes out of his bag with a smirk.
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