[Fanfiction] Bending Over
Title: Bending Over
Prompt: mrsgmsc - "Loud briefs dropped in the bathroom"
Fandom: JRock
Pairing: Gakuhai
Warnings: smut, drabble
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own Hyde, Gackt or anything that awesome at all, really.
Notes: I'm not happy with how this turned out, but at the same time it feels like it's just the way it should be.
Summary: "You won't get to wear that ugly thing tonight, Gacchan."
Bending Over
Grey eyes followed the garment’s slow, drifting path through the air. Gackt’s hand was still extended, his fingers slightly crooked as though the fabric was still dangling from them.
“Well.” Hyde crossed his arms in front of his chest and smirked. “Don’t you want to pick it up?”
Gackt blinked, confused. He saw no reason for Hyde to slap the thong from his hand. True, the older man had called the colourful thing hideous and ugly, but seeing as Gackt was standing in his bathroom butt naked and Hyde had walked in on him, the younger vocalist had figured it’d be in both their interest to cover himself in something. Or at least in Hyde’s best interest. He really didn’t want to crush his friend’s ego anymore than necessary, and, well, come on. Really now.
So in the end, Gackt simply shrugged, turned around and proceeded to pick up the brightly coloured thong. And then he paused, not at all sure what to make of this. Small, warm hands travelled over his sides and came to rest on his hips. It felt rather nice, truth be told, not that he’d have expected otherwise. Hyde’s hands were things of utter delight to him.
And then a completely other kind of delight pressed against him from behind and he gasped as Hyde’s intentions became clear.
Looking down at Gackt bending over, Hyde rocked against him experimentally, denim-clad erection firmly pushing against smooth buttocks. A soft moan fell from his lips at the delicious friction. Reaching around his hand found the younger vocalist’s manhood responding in kind. With a small smile he bent forward and pressed a feather light kiss against Gackt’s spine before he straightened and rubbed against the man in slow circles.
“You won’t get to wear that ugly thing tonight, Gacchan”, Hyde growled. Gackt whimpered in response. Years of pent-up lust were tingling along his nerves at the mere thought of what Hyde would do to him. He had always imagined himself taking Hyde, spearing him on his own erection. The thought of submitting, however, sent an interesting tingle down into his groin.
Hyde stepped back, smirking. His fingertips travelled down the cleft of Gackt’s ass, teasing and promising and almost threatening, before all contact was lost. The younger vocalist heard a zipper and smirked. His thong wouldn’t be the only underwear falling to the bathroom floor tonight.
~*~
The End...
Prompt: mrsgmsc - "Loud briefs dropped in the bathroom"
Fandom: JRock
Pairing: Gakuhai
Warnings: smut, drabble
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own Hyde, Gackt or anything that awesome at all, really.
Notes: I'm not happy with how this turned out, but at the same time it feels like it's just the way it should be.
Summary: "You won't get to wear that ugly thing tonight, Gacchan."
Bending Over
Grey eyes followed the garment’s slow, drifting path through the air. Gackt’s hand was still extended, his fingers slightly crooked as though the fabric was still dangling from them.
“Well.” Hyde crossed his arms in front of his chest and smirked. “Don’t you want to pick it up?”
Gackt blinked, confused. He saw no reason for Hyde to slap the thong from his hand. True, the older man had called the colourful thing hideous and ugly, but seeing as Gackt was standing in his bathroom butt naked and Hyde had walked in on him, the younger vocalist had figured it’d be in both their interest to cover himself in something. Or at least in Hyde’s best interest. He really didn’t want to crush his friend’s ego anymore than necessary, and, well, come on. Really now.
So in the end, Gackt simply shrugged, turned around and proceeded to pick up the brightly coloured thong. And then he paused, not at all sure what to make of this. Small, warm hands travelled over his sides and came to rest on his hips. It felt rather nice, truth be told, not that he’d have expected otherwise. Hyde’s hands were things of utter delight to him.
And then a completely other kind of delight pressed against him from behind and he gasped as Hyde’s intentions became clear.
Looking down at Gackt bending over, Hyde rocked against him experimentally, denim-clad erection firmly pushing against smooth buttocks. A soft moan fell from his lips at the delicious friction. Reaching around his hand found the younger vocalist’s manhood responding in kind. With a small smile he bent forward and pressed a feather light kiss against Gackt’s spine before he straightened and rubbed against the man in slow circles.
“You won’t get to wear that ugly thing tonight, Gacchan”, Hyde growled. Gackt whimpered in response. Years of pent-up lust were tingling along his nerves at the mere thought of what Hyde would do to him. He had always imagined himself taking Hyde, spearing him on his own erection. The thought of submitting, however, sent an interesting tingle down into his groin.
Hyde stepped back, smirking. His fingertips travelled down the cleft of Gackt’s ass, teasing and promising and almost threatening, before all contact was lost. The younger vocalist heard a zipper and smirked. His thong wouldn’t be the only underwear falling to the bathroom floor tonight.
~*~
The End...