[one-shot] IKEA (MaruMassu)
IKEA
Correction status: idk (unbetaed)
Author(s) : yue_akuma
Pairing : Nakamaru/Masuda
Rating : R. fairly non-porny i think.
Genre : crack / smut / stuff.
Warnings : Maru's hard life, m/m relationships, boykissing, frotting, etc...
Disclaimer : I don't even own a lonely CD.
Summary : Maru & Massu, locked in a IKEA at night.
Notes : I wrote this one about a year ago, for a fic meme -- if I remember well, it was requested by elizajet... I forgot about it 'till today! Gasp! It's my first time writing Massu too, so, uh. Might be OOC.
Yuichi blinks, tries to wake up, until he realizes that he’s not sleeping. He’s wide awake and it’s not a joke from someone of his band. Massu, next to him, seems as desperate as he is.
“And what are we doing now?”
“Try to call around? They might have a security unit…”
They walk all around the place, up to the restricted areas, but there’s really no one in the store overnight. After an hour of unlucky searches, they decide to give up. Finding a plastic chair with an incredibly difficult to say name, Maru sits down and growls.
“I can’t believe this” Takahisa sighs.
“Believe what? That we’re locked into Ikea? Well deal with it, because we are.”
The wail his friend lets out doesn’t represent even half of how hard KATTU will laugh at him later on.
***
“I’m hungry.”
Maru rolls on the bed he’s currently sprawled over - Melbu or something - and ponders the fact that food is going to be needed at a point. Massu, from the bed next to his - Aneboda - watches the roof as if it was holding the secret of how to get out and eat ramen. He’d kill his whole unit for ramen right now.
“Hey, they have a food shop downstairs, right?”
“Hmmm, yeah, but that could be only full of weird Swedish things.”
“Ask me if I care, I’m hungry!”
They hops out of the mattresses and rush to the stairs before running all the way into the wide hangar and sliding between the checkouts. Finally, the food section is here, and Nakamaru is sure that he never saw his friend so happy before.
Masuda opens the fridges - they’re still running, hooray - and grabs a few sandwiches, handing two to Maru and keeping three for himself.
They go back up to the display section, and sit in a white metallic kitchen, the table in front of them holding proudly the name Storby, to eat their prizes. They also brought drinks, something smelling like cranberries but with a bit of alcohol apparently, and the sandwiches taste like chive and fish, but when Maru reads the content he laughs.
“Dude, we’re eating reindeer!”
“Well that’s rather good”, Massu replies, munching happily.
Maru agrees - and doesn’t really care in the end - and when they’re done they start to wander aimlessly, again.
***
The rest of the night is split between sessions of drumming-on-the-saucepan in the kitchen utensils area, making Roman dresses and parade in the fabrics area, creating lights effect in the lamps section, and finally playing hide and seek in the display section, between wardrobes and tables and stuff, until Yuichi trips in his own feet and falls over a desk that brings a whole bedroom demo on the floor with him. Massu decides then that they should go play in the huge balls-pool for kids, downstairs.
“I now understand why kids like this.”
Maru, head on the slide and body in the balls, nods tiredly. They went back to the food section to get candies - Massu admitted that he loved Daim chocolates a lot - and more drinks - being drunk should stop Yuichi from worrying over how their boss will react - and they’re now in a happily wasted mood, empty packs of candies drifting along the multi-colored balls.
Maru slides a bit more, loving the way it feels to be in those plastic toys, when a hand starts creeping up his leg, until it’s resting on his thigh.
“Do I want to know what the hell you’re planning to do?”
Takahisa grins.
“I wonder how it feels to have sex in here.”
Maru thinks that he shouldn’t be as interested as he is. Firstly because his best friend is seriously not the right person to try such things, and secondly because, who knows, they could get caught in the act. But when Massu’s hand travel a bit higher until it’s on Maru’s groin, all coherent thoughts are long gone, and the cranberry-tasting drinks can be blamed for that.
What follows is a long session of kissing, along with some groping, striping, rubbing, and when their hard-ons are touching for the first time Yuichi realizes that he’s going to put semen in a kids’ playground, and he should be concerned, really; sad thing is, he doesn’t care at all. Instead, he grinds against Massu in a needy pace, and the other man grinds back and starts stroking them together in one hand, nibbling at his neck, and it’s not long before they’re both moaning, bodies covered in sweat.
Nakamaru’s fingers are gripping hard into Massu’s shoulders, the older one shuddering as his orgasm is nearing; when his friend bites at his neck, Yuichi’s coming hard, moving against Massu until he’s too spent to even move a finger. He doesn’t even know if the other guy comes or not; he doesn’t find the strength to care.
***
When Maru wakes up later, not only does he have a serious headache, but Massu is on him, drooling in his sleep, and Yuichi wouldn’t care if it wasn’t dripping on his neck.
It’s only an hour later that the first worker comes in the place and finds them both sitting on a bench in the entry, talking softly about where they’re going the next evening for dinner. The possibility of an Ikea restaurant is not pushed aside.
.END.
And now I have a lot of reposts to make (from fics memes, etc...) so sorry for any spam of your f-page.