[Eng.FanFic] The Turtle is Virgin
... but not for very long anymore
Title: The Turtle is Virgin
Author: jarithka
My translator: narya_04
Pairing: Akanishi Jin x Kamenashi Kazuya
Raiting: PG-13
Genre: humor, romance, AU
Disclaimer: The plot is mine. The English version of the story is my friend's. The guys... They own themself :)
Summary: Kamenashi Kazuya is a student. He's popular, can sing, has a lot of friends, he's usually in the middle of the attention - but one day he opens his mouth and tell everybody his big (and embarrassing) secret. He wants to change his situation, and a guy, who has so much free time, helps him.
Author's note: I've written a lot of fanfictions (and I'll more), but this is the first time that I post one of my fanfictions in English :) My friend usually has a lot of free time and she made the translation to me <333 Enjoy it :)
He creased the newspaper into his green carryon and gritted his teeth. That was pretty hard to do, because to his heart’s content, he would’ve loved to push it down to somebody’s throat, among those who were standing around his table, and laughed - at him.
- Based on your face, you probably haven’t seen anything like this, except on a picture - grinned unabashedly widely Tamaki. More people joined to the laughing, at his expense of course.
- You’re not funny - he muttered with a huge red blur on his face, which was getting bigger and bigger.
- It wasn’t a joke. We just wanted to help you.
- You know, when you finally get to it, you’ll know where to put it…
- And which is the end and which is the entrance.
- Fuck off!
He stormed out of the classroom, but he could still hear their laughter on the other end of the hallway.
He ended up on the roof, sitting at the root of his favourite antenna. He tilted his back and head against the gray metal covering, and closed his eyes. He wanted to break and mash something, but that wouldn’t have helped at all. He must calm down. Pull together his thoughts. Himself. Like every single day, when he comes to this living hell, which really became unbearable only eight days ago.
He’s still cursing himself for accepting Yamashita Tomohisa’s bidding, who dragged him to drink. In their forth bottle of beer, not only the pop dissolved, but their inhibition too. They were talking. Cruelly truthfully.
- So many hot chicks…
- You better memorize this sight, ‘cause that’s pretty much all the relationship you’re gonna have with girls.
- Shut up, Shigeaki!
- Let’s play a game!
- Aren’t you supposed to be in bed already Tego-chan?
- What’s the point of the game?
- Everybody should tell, where and when did they lose their virginity. The person, who lost it the earliest, will be the winner. Don’t lie, let’s play fair!
- All right! Who’s the first one? Tanaka?
- I was seventeen and in a shower.
- A shower?
- Yep. The P.E dressing room’s shower, after sports class.
- Wow, cool! Nishikido?
- I was eighteen. Her brother’s apartment. In bed.
- Seriously? I always figured, you wanted to do it for the first time, at a wild place…
- Sorry to disappoint you. Princess?
- I don’t want to tell.
- Why are you always such a wuss? Everybody’s playing, why you always have to be the exception?
- Fine… I was fifteen.
- FIFTEEN?!
- No way! I don’t believe that!
- Well, it will be hard to say better than that…Kame?
- …
- Come on! What, you became a “man” earlier?
- …
- Spit it out for God’s sakes! Even Hime told us!
- I…I’m still…
- Should we put our request in writing?
- I’m still a virgin…
He sighed.
He already regretted six million-eight hundred and tree thousand times, that he opened his mouth, and agreed to that stupid game. He tortures Yuya in a very sadistic way every night in his dreams, but even that doesn’t give him enough gratification for all the indignity that he had to suffer ever since then. Their today’s gambit was the worst: he got a porn magazine, only they put a fashion magazine’s front page on top of the wrapper, and on every picture, they drew turtles on the naked women in a very erotic way and poison.
- Can I sit down? - dragged him YamaPi’s voice back from his thoughts. He glanced up.
- Do whatever you want.
- They went too far - He settled down next to him.
- You didn’t try to stop them very hardly - said sarcastically.
- Fine, I deserved that. I’m sorry. I’ll talk to them, okay?
- Don’t! They’re problematic enough - murmured Kame. He twitted his fingers edgily. He should go to a lecture, but he’s not quite in the mood for that. At least he would have a reason to abandon Pi.
- Listen! There are a lot of girls, who like you. You’re cute, smart and you even play in a band. You can sing. You have a lot of good qualities. Just pick a girl, ask her out, and then shag her! It’s not a big deal - shrugged YamaPi. His friend would’ve liked to punch him with the big book of “Everything that matters in marketing”.
- Sure, it’ll be cool. “Hi! I’m Kamenashi Kazuya. I like to sing, to play baseball and to hang out with my friends. By the way, I’m twenty-one years old and I’m still a virgin.”
- Aren’t you overdrawing it a bit? - raised his eyebrow. - Just shag her!
- Won’t she realize that I’m a beginner?
- Just be romantic, wind her around your finger. From the pink clouds, she won’t even notice, that you’re the one who’s touching her breasts.
- Thanks, YamaPi.
Originally he wanted to spend the evening with studying for his final exam, but eventually he changed his plans, thanks to Yamashita’s urging.
He put on black jeans, a grey shirt and a black lather jacket. Instead of his desk, he visited club’s and bistro’s counters. The plan was to pick out a nice girl, make a court for her for about an hour, and then shag her.
“Don’t make it so complicated! You’re a guy, for God’s sake! We don’t use our minds during sex, just our dick, so I’m not worried about yourself either.”
He puckered up his lips, while he took a sip of his beer. He glanced around. The guests were sitting around the tables at least in twos or in small groups, and they were drinking a few drinks, laughing and chatting.
“I can’t just walk over to them!”
- There you go! - The bartender put a big glass full of yellow liquid under his nose. He looked up surprised.
- I didn’t order anything.
- That lady sends you this - pointed the man, to the other end of the counter. He looked to the pointed direction, which’s result he was abashed at the fact that a quite old lady was waving at him, with a roguish smile. Kame tried to force a smile out of himself, but he failed. He couldn’t put a good face on this one.
He got up from his place without a single word, and speeded up towards the men’s room.
He shot the cabins door behind him with a relief. If he had any cigarettes, he would’ve smoked. Unfortunately he gave the last one to Yamapi. Big mistake.
He sat on the lavatory, pulled one knee up and put his arms around it.
“I’m hopeless. I’m gonna die virgin and I’m gonna be pushed in a grave without any name on the tomb, and nobo…”
Even his thoughts were suddenly cut off when he gazed up and saw something. On the back of the door. Taped on it. A poster. It didn’t have any special marks on it: a 40x43 cm, black poster paper. The maroon colored text was written on it with a simple type-face - and that’s exactly what made Kamenashi stupefied.
“Are you lonely?
You’re not very good at communication and making new relationships?
You find it hard to find a partner, even for a night?
You’re still a virgin?
If any of these problems are presented in your life and you want to change them, just come to the address shown below. I can guarantee you my help, at a reasonable price. All I need is your word and every moment of the night will stay between you and me.”
No way.
That was the first word that after a few long shots came into his mind.
No was, this is true.
His chest started to hurt. He forgot to take a breath. He quickly supplied this defect. It a got a little bit better.
There’s no was this is true, and he finds it right now.
Be he didn’t have too much to lose. The only loss would’ve been his virginity, and now when he’s about to lose it, he’s sticking to it even more. How bad can this be? If a hook…a professional will make the first steps - that’s her job! - is only good for him.
He ran back to the counter and asked for a pen, and stole a napkin. He went back to the men’s room and wrote down the address. He started to feel that his luck finally changed into the right direction.
The street was not far, right in the neighborhood. He could be there in fifteen minutes.
“Tonight I will finally lose my virginity!”
Greatest naïve thought ever.
He was excited and not even a little. He wasn’t exactly someone who stick to the traditions but… the thought of being with a total stranger, who he probably will never see again, for the very first time, kind of embarrassed him. He believed that the first time will be romantic…and, well it will be making love. Not just sex.
He must do this for a greater purpose. He has to concentrate on that.
He arrived to a block of flats. The doorman let him through without any particular interest in what he’s doing. He went up to the third floor.
- Apartment eight… - muttered while he was looking at the door numbers, until he arrived to his destination. The gate of salvation.
It was a little bit dirty, the door-mat was filthy and the paint was coming off the walls, but these didn’t really matter.
He took a deep breath and let the oxygen fill his lungs and calm him down. He got goose bumps all over his arms, so he rubbed them a few times, then with all of his courage he rang the door bell.
He could hear footsteps from inside.
“I can’t believe it…From tomorrow they will have to stop fucking with me. I won’t be different… I will be a man! I should write a song about this.”
The lock clicked and the door opened.
His brain died.
A brown, surprised eyes had returned his gaze.
Down the street an ambulance car passed by loudly.
- Hey Kame! What are you doing here? - asked curiously the person on the other side of the door.
- Um…I… - he shook his head. “What the hell…?”
- When did I give you my address? - scratched his head with a helpless face.
- I think this is some kind of mistake… I…saw this address on a poster, but… maybe I got it wrong.
His university classmate got a kinky smile on his face. Surprise had left his eyes and they became playful.
- No, it’s not a mistake. Nothing’s wrong with that address.
Kazuya’s eyes widened really-really slowly.
- You mean…?
- I posted that advertisement - nodded. He crossed his arms and leaned next to the door. - So far only girls had applied, but don’t worry, I do guys too. You want to come in?
- That’s not a very good idea.
- Why? - frowned. He pursed his lips. - Don’t worry, I’m perfect at being romantic.
- Yeah, wow look at that! I’m not worried anymore…
Kamenashi sat on the -by the way very comfortable - sofa nervously, while he was holding a glass a little harder than normal. The hostess stood in the door that connects the kitchen and the living room with a very amused face.
“I knew that he’s one of the most famous, wildest student at our university, but who would’ve thought that Akanishi Jin is THAT pervert? I’m so screwed again.”
He sighed unvoluntarily. The other owner of the air space, rushed upon him as a true predator.
- You seem anxious.
- Carnal disappointment - muttered with an edge. The other one let it go.
- You shouldn’t be so tense. You would feel a lot better if you’d loosen up a little.
Kame closed his eyes.
- Do you always have some kind of need to tell people insignificant and unnecessary information?
- Only to men, who have problems with sex at the age of twenty-one - shrugged. The turtle would’ve loved to break his nose with the glass he was holding in his hand. He did it in his imagination.
Akanishi waited a few seconds, but since no respond came, he walked to the couch and sat down next to his visitor, who became even more anxious because of that. He put his hand on his shoulder and Kazuya started trembling.
- Relax! - stroked his back Jin.
- I can’t do this…
- You don’t have to. I’ll take care of everything okay?
- I can’t! - said angrily as his last nerves gave up the inescapable with a tiny scream. - This whole thing…What, I should just throw my legs wide open for some guy?
- Let’s clear a few things Kamenashi! - pulled his legs up with a serious face. - First of all: I am not some guy, I’m Akanishi Jin. Big difference. Second of all: who told you, that you should throw your legs wide open? First we drink!
- Huh??
And they drank. They started with a bottle of beer each, and then they switched to apple martini. It was a strong change. So strong, that in a short notice Kazuya was singing one of his songs, three notes higher that originally - sitting in Jin’s lap. Who even encouraged the turtle to sing louder.
- It’s good. Really. I had no idea, you’re so talented.
- You’re just saying that - mumbled Kame. He had four droughts more in him, that it should’ve been.
- No, no! - shook his head. - I play the guitar sometimes. Do you want to get together once and…
- You call this romantic? - interrupted the boy. For a few seconds they just looked at each other.
- Yeah. You know it’s usual to talk before it… - grinned Jin like a happy kid. - We get to know each other a little, and all that kind of crap.
- Get to know each other, huh? - exclaimed Kazuya. - Like some old song…
He started humming and clicked with his tongue, when Akanishi pulled him closer and kissed him. The couch’s mattress sucked in the poured out martini like a sponge, and Jin even lie down the turtle into it.
- My head hurts…
- One side affect of alcohol next to all the advantages.
- Your head doesn’t hurt?
- Of course it does, only whining won’t make it better. Algopiryn will. You’re such a cherry.
- Great…my thigh is sticky and my back too.
- Your back? How come?
- You spilled the martini, remember?
Jin got up and shook his head. The rug slid down to his hips.
- Bullshit, I did not! It spilled because of you!
- And what do you expect from me to do? - sighed Kame. Ha was laying his side, covered with a rug. He was a little bit cold, although he was sure that there wasn’t really cold in the room.
Akanishi leaned to the night table for a box of cigarettes and a lighter. He lighted one and started smoking.
- At least the cost of getting it clean - grinned.
- Idiot…
- But at least, was it good?
Kazuya glanced at him.
- The sex?
- I don’t think it was that. I was tender and gentle, and when you moaned you were really sweet - laughed when the turtle hit his side. - So it was making love for me.
- Lovers make love, don’t they? You call sex the one night adventures.
- Yeah - nodded.
- Then?
- It doesn’t have to be a one night adventure - shrugged. The cigarette’s end gloved. - I have some refresher courses - blinked Jin with a small, perverted smile. - You still fit in.
- Why, how many are in it? - narrowed Kame his eyes. “Maybe he thinks it’s funny, but it’s not at all.”
- Let’s see… - cleared his throat. - Two girls for Meiji, a twenty-five years old secretary and of course the little Yuri! She just turned six.
Kame almost fell down from the bed.
- What?! - Jin laughed.
- I was kidding! Don’t panic! This offer is only open for you - put out his cigarette and then leaned to his partner for a kiss.
Kamenashi Kazuya lost his virginity almost an hour and a half ago - and beside the fact that his ass was in pain, he didn’t feel a thing about it.
Thank you so much for reading ♥
Title: The Turtle is Virgin
Author: jarithka
My translator: narya_04
Pairing: Akanishi Jin x Kamenashi Kazuya
Raiting: PG-13
Genre: humor, romance, AU
Disclaimer: The plot is mine. The English version of the story is my friend's. The guys... They own themself :)
Summary: Kamenashi Kazuya is a student. He's popular, can sing, has a lot of friends, he's usually in the middle of the attention - but one day he opens his mouth and tell everybody his big (and embarrassing) secret. He wants to change his situation, and a guy, who has so much free time, helps him.
Author's note: I've written a lot of fanfictions (and I'll more), but this is the first time that I post one of my fanfictions in English :) My friend usually has a lot of free time and she made the translation to me <333 Enjoy it :)
He creased the newspaper into his green carryon and gritted his teeth. That was pretty hard to do, because to his heart’s content, he would’ve loved to push it down to somebody’s throat, among those who were standing around his table, and laughed - at him.
- Based on your face, you probably haven’t seen anything like this, except on a picture - grinned unabashedly widely Tamaki. More people joined to the laughing, at his expense of course.
- You’re not funny - he muttered with a huge red blur on his face, which was getting bigger and bigger.
- It wasn’t a joke. We just wanted to help you.
- You know, when you finally get to it, you’ll know where to put it…
- And which is the end and which is the entrance.
- Fuck off!
He stormed out of the classroom, but he could still hear their laughter on the other end of the hallway.
He ended up on the roof, sitting at the root of his favourite antenna. He tilted his back and head against the gray metal covering, and closed his eyes. He wanted to break and mash something, but that wouldn’t have helped at all. He must calm down. Pull together his thoughts. Himself. Like every single day, when he comes to this living hell, which really became unbearable only eight days ago.
He’s still cursing himself for accepting Yamashita Tomohisa’s bidding, who dragged him to drink. In their forth bottle of beer, not only the pop dissolved, but their inhibition too. They were talking. Cruelly truthfully.
- So many hot chicks…
- You better memorize this sight, ‘cause that’s pretty much all the relationship you’re gonna have with girls.
- Shut up, Shigeaki!
- Let’s play a game!
- Aren’t you supposed to be in bed already Tego-chan?
- What’s the point of the game?
- Everybody should tell, where and when did they lose their virginity. The person, who lost it the earliest, will be the winner. Don’t lie, let’s play fair!
- All right! Who’s the first one? Tanaka?
- I was seventeen and in a shower.
- A shower?
- Yep. The P.E dressing room’s shower, after sports class.
- Wow, cool! Nishikido?
- I was eighteen. Her brother’s apartment. In bed.
- Seriously? I always figured, you wanted to do it for the first time, at a wild place…
- Sorry to disappoint you. Princess?
- I don’t want to tell.
- Why are you always such a wuss? Everybody’s playing, why you always have to be the exception?
- Fine… I was fifteen.
- FIFTEEN?!
- No way! I don’t believe that!
- Well, it will be hard to say better than that…Kame?
- …
- Come on! What, you became a “man” earlier?
- …
- Spit it out for God’s sakes! Even Hime told us!
- I…I’m still…
- Should we put our request in writing?
- I’m still a virgin…
He sighed.
He already regretted six million-eight hundred and tree thousand times, that he opened his mouth, and agreed to that stupid game. He tortures Yuya in a very sadistic way every night in his dreams, but even that doesn’t give him enough gratification for all the indignity that he had to suffer ever since then. Their today’s gambit was the worst: he got a porn magazine, only they put a fashion magazine’s front page on top of the wrapper, and on every picture, they drew turtles on the naked women in a very erotic way and poison.
- Can I sit down? - dragged him YamaPi’s voice back from his thoughts. He glanced up.
- Do whatever you want.
- They went too far - He settled down next to him.
- You didn’t try to stop them very hardly - said sarcastically.
- Fine, I deserved that. I’m sorry. I’ll talk to them, okay?
- Don’t! They’re problematic enough - murmured Kame. He twitted his fingers edgily. He should go to a lecture, but he’s not quite in the mood for that. At least he would have a reason to abandon Pi.
- Listen! There are a lot of girls, who like you. You’re cute, smart and you even play in a band. You can sing. You have a lot of good qualities. Just pick a girl, ask her out, and then shag her! It’s not a big deal - shrugged YamaPi. His friend would’ve liked to punch him with the big book of “Everything that matters in marketing”.
- Sure, it’ll be cool. “Hi! I’m Kamenashi Kazuya. I like to sing, to play baseball and to hang out with my friends. By the way, I’m twenty-one years old and I’m still a virgin.”
- Aren’t you overdrawing it a bit? - raised his eyebrow. - Just shag her!
- Won’t she realize that I’m a beginner?
- Just be romantic, wind her around your finger. From the pink clouds, she won’t even notice, that you’re the one who’s touching her breasts.
- Thanks, YamaPi.
Originally he wanted to spend the evening with studying for his final exam, but eventually he changed his plans, thanks to Yamashita’s urging.
He put on black jeans, a grey shirt and a black lather jacket. Instead of his desk, he visited club’s and bistro’s counters. The plan was to pick out a nice girl, make a court for her for about an hour, and then shag her.
“Don’t make it so complicated! You’re a guy, for God’s sake! We don’t use our minds during sex, just our dick, so I’m not worried about yourself either.”
He puckered up his lips, while he took a sip of his beer. He glanced around. The guests were sitting around the tables at least in twos or in small groups, and they were drinking a few drinks, laughing and chatting.
“I can’t just walk over to them!”
- There you go! - The bartender put a big glass full of yellow liquid under his nose. He looked up surprised.
- I didn’t order anything.
- That lady sends you this - pointed the man, to the other end of the counter. He looked to the pointed direction, which’s result he was abashed at the fact that a quite old lady was waving at him, with a roguish smile. Kame tried to force a smile out of himself, but he failed. He couldn’t put a good face on this one.
He got up from his place without a single word, and speeded up towards the men’s room.
He shot the cabins door behind him with a relief. If he had any cigarettes, he would’ve smoked. Unfortunately he gave the last one to Yamapi. Big mistake.
He sat on the lavatory, pulled one knee up and put his arms around it.
“I’m hopeless. I’m gonna die virgin and I’m gonna be pushed in a grave without any name on the tomb, and nobo…”
Even his thoughts were suddenly cut off when he gazed up and saw something. On the back of the door. Taped on it. A poster. It didn’t have any special marks on it: a 40x43 cm, black poster paper. The maroon colored text was written on it with a simple type-face - and that’s exactly what made Kamenashi stupefied.
“Are you lonely?
You’re not very good at communication and making new relationships?
You find it hard to find a partner, even for a night?
You’re still a virgin?
If any of these problems are presented in your life and you want to change them, just come to the address shown below. I can guarantee you my help, at a reasonable price. All I need is your word and every moment of the night will stay between you and me.”
No way.
That was the first word that after a few long shots came into his mind.
No was, this is true.
His chest started to hurt. He forgot to take a breath. He quickly supplied this defect. It a got a little bit better.
There’s no was this is true, and he finds it right now.
Be he didn’t have too much to lose. The only loss would’ve been his virginity, and now when he’s about to lose it, he’s sticking to it even more. How bad can this be? If a hook…a professional will make the first steps - that’s her job! - is only good for him.
He ran back to the counter and asked for a pen, and stole a napkin. He went back to the men’s room and wrote down the address. He started to feel that his luck finally changed into the right direction.
The street was not far, right in the neighborhood. He could be there in fifteen minutes.
“Tonight I will finally lose my virginity!”
Greatest naïve thought ever.
He was excited and not even a little. He wasn’t exactly someone who stick to the traditions but… the thought of being with a total stranger, who he probably will never see again, for the very first time, kind of embarrassed him. He believed that the first time will be romantic…and, well it will be making love. Not just sex.
He must do this for a greater purpose. He has to concentrate on that.
He arrived to a block of flats. The doorman let him through without any particular interest in what he’s doing. He went up to the third floor.
- Apartment eight… - muttered while he was looking at the door numbers, until he arrived to his destination. The gate of salvation.
It was a little bit dirty, the door-mat was filthy and the paint was coming off the walls, but these didn’t really matter.
He took a deep breath and let the oxygen fill his lungs and calm him down. He got goose bumps all over his arms, so he rubbed them a few times, then with all of his courage he rang the door bell.
He could hear footsteps from inside.
“I can’t believe it…From tomorrow they will have to stop fucking with me. I won’t be different… I will be a man! I should write a song about this.”
The lock clicked and the door opened.
His brain died.
A brown, surprised eyes had returned his gaze.
Down the street an ambulance car passed by loudly.
- Hey Kame! What are you doing here? - asked curiously the person on the other side of the door.
- Um…I… - he shook his head. “What the hell…?”
- When did I give you my address? - scratched his head with a helpless face.
- I think this is some kind of mistake… I…saw this address on a poster, but… maybe I got it wrong.
His university classmate got a kinky smile on his face. Surprise had left his eyes and they became playful.
- No, it’s not a mistake. Nothing’s wrong with that address.
Kazuya’s eyes widened really-really slowly.
- You mean…?
- I posted that advertisement - nodded. He crossed his arms and leaned next to the door. - So far only girls had applied, but don’t worry, I do guys too. You want to come in?
- That’s not a very good idea.
- Why? - frowned. He pursed his lips. - Don’t worry, I’m perfect at being romantic.
- Yeah, wow look at that! I’m not worried anymore…
Kamenashi sat on the -by the way very comfortable - sofa nervously, while he was holding a glass a little harder than normal. The hostess stood in the door that connects the kitchen and the living room with a very amused face.
“I knew that he’s one of the most famous, wildest student at our university, but who would’ve thought that Akanishi Jin is THAT pervert? I’m so screwed again.”
He sighed unvoluntarily. The other owner of the air space, rushed upon him as a true predator.
- You seem anxious.
- Carnal disappointment - muttered with an edge. The other one let it go.
- You shouldn’t be so tense. You would feel a lot better if you’d loosen up a little.
Kame closed his eyes.
- Do you always have some kind of need to tell people insignificant and unnecessary information?
- Only to men, who have problems with sex at the age of twenty-one - shrugged. The turtle would’ve loved to break his nose with the glass he was holding in his hand. He did it in his imagination.
Akanishi waited a few seconds, but since no respond came, he walked to the couch and sat down next to his visitor, who became even more anxious because of that. He put his hand on his shoulder and Kazuya started trembling.
- Relax! - stroked his back Jin.
- I can’t do this…
- You don’t have to. I’ll take care of everything okay?
- I can’t! - said angrily as his last nerves gave up the inescapable with a tiny scream. - This whole thing…What, I should just throw my legs wide open for some guy?
- Let’s clear a few things Kamenashi! - pulled his legs up with a serious face. - First of all: I am not some guy, I’m Akanishi Jin. Big difference. Second of all: who told you, that you should throw your legs wide open? First we drink!
- Huh??
And they drank. They started with a bottle of beer each, and then they switched to apple martini. It was a strong change. So strong, that in a short notice Kazuya was singing one of his songs, three notes higher that originally - sitting in Jin’s lap. Who even encouraged the turtle to sing louder.
- It’s good. Really. I had no idea, you’re so talented.
- You’re just saying that - mumbled Kame. He had four droughts more in him, that it should’ve been.
- No, no! - shook his head. - I play the guitar sometimes. Do you want to get together once and…
- You call this romantic? - interrupted the boy. For a few seconds they just looked at each other.
- Yeah. You know it’s usual to talk before it… - grinned Jin like a happy kid. - We get to know each other a little, and all that kind of crap.
- Get to know each other, huh? - exclaimed Kazuya. - Like some old song…
He started humming and clicked with his tongue, when Akanishi pulled him closer and kissed him. The couch’s mattress sucked in the poured out martini like a sponge, and Jin even lie down the turtle into it.
- My head hurts…
- One side affect of alcohol next to all the advantages.
- Your head doesn’t hurt?
- Of course it does, only whining won’t make it better. Algopiryn will. You’re such a cherry.
- Great…my thigh is sticky and my back too.
- Your back? How come?
- You spilled the martini, remember?
Jin got up and shook his head. The rug slid down to his hips.
- Bullshit, I did not! It spilled because of you!
- And what do you expect from me to do? - sighed Kame. Ha was laying his side, covered with a rug. He was a little bit cold, although he was sure that there wasn’t really cold in the room.
Akanishi leaned to the night table for a box of cigarettes and a lighter. He lighted one and started smoking.
- At least the cost of getting it clean - grinned.
- Idiot…
- But at least, was it good?
Kazuya glanced at him.
- The sex?
- I don’t think it was that. I was tender and gentle, and when you moaned you were really sweet - laughed when the turtle hit his side. - So it was making love for me.
- Lovers make love, don’t they? You call sex the one night adventures.
- Yeah - nodded.
- Then?
- It doesn’t have to be a one night adventure - shrugged. The cigarette’s end gloved. - I have some refresher courses - blinked Jin with a small, perverted smile. - You still fit in.
- Why, how many are in it? - narrowed Kame his eyes. “Maybe he thinks it’s funny, but it’s not at all.”
- Let’s see… - cleared his throat. - Two girls for Meiji, a twenty-five years old secretary and of course the little Yuri! She just turned six.
Kame almost fell down from the bed.
- What?! - Jin laughed.
- I was kidding! Don’t panic! This offer is only open for you - put out his cigarette and then leaned to his partner for a kiss.
Kamenashi Kazuya lost his virginity almost an hour and a half ago - and beside the fact that his ass was in pain, he didn’t feel a thing about it.
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