[one-shot] He Obsessed (YokoMaru)
He Obsessed
Correction status: ~65%
Author(s) : yue_akuma
Pairing : Yoko/Maru (kind of one-sided)
Rating : R.
Genre : idk / romance(?) / smut.
Warnings : Yoko fantisizing, including all sort of sexy things he could do. Too lazy to explain.
Disclaimer : Meh, Hina's still not in my mailbox.
Summary : Yoko can't stop watching Maru.
Notes : This is for my Ci-kitty again! ♥ ♥ ♥
Yoko can’t stop watching Maru.
His face, his hair, the way he smiles, the way he walks, his fingers, the muscles of his back working. He can’t stop; his eyes are always attracted back to the younger man, trying to memorize every feature, every inch of skin, every move.
When he realizes that he’s short thing from being obsessed, it gives him a good excuse for him to do something he always wanted to: film Maru.
Yoko starts almost shyly, snapping pictures of the bassist randomly, Maru grinning or making silly faces at him. Then he started taking videos, the other man more than happy to tell jokes for the phone’s camera, knowing that Yoko would chuckle at everything.
And then, he started filming even when Maru wasn’t looking. He could pretend he was playing a game or something, and spends long minutes just watching the boy through the device, eyes sparkling.
Then, at home, he’ll watch the little movies and the pictures all over again.
Yoko cannot help it, cannot stop himself, because Maru is too handsome, too shiny, too perfect, would it be physically or mentally. He can’t stop his hand from going downward, curling around his penis, stroking him softly as he watches his friend’s face, so beautiful.
When he falls on a video of Maru kind of wrestling with Subaru, he just closes his eyes, imagining that the boy’s panting sounds were for him only; he thinks about Maru naked, their bodies stuck together, grinding and moaning and kissing until they’d be out of breath. He wants closeness, hotness; he wants the feel of Maru’s hands on him, making him his forever.
His fingers work more quickly over his shaft, and he lets little noises out, calls out for Maru’s name wantonly; then there’s a recording of Maru talking to him and Yoko whimpers and pushes a finger inside of him, imagining Maru making love to him, strong and not totally in control but making him feel so good.
Yoko comes when Maru’s voice slurs his name, back arching off the bed and semen splattering all over his chest, moaning the other man’s first name loudly, full body shaking by the sheer strength of his orgasm.
He falls asleep a few minutes later, smiling to himself, hugging his pillow and promising to himself that, soon enough, Maru will be his, for real.
.END.