~Thinking of You~
Title: Thinking of You Chapter One
Genre: Yaoi desu
Rating: Hmmm...NC-17
Fandom: Hai, another V6 fic because they srsly need love
Pairing: Okada/Masayuki...of course...
Disclaimer: ...no...just--no...but I can damn well dream.
Summary: ...Okada and Masayuki like each other then they realize they are in love and Junichi is a chicken so he totally kills Masayuki's confidence and yada yada yada there's an orgy in ch. 3.
A/N: MMMkay so yeah I am a little obsessed with JunxMasa, demo isn't it a great pairing?! Okay--had to get that off my chest. Oh and in the second chappie you see GoxInnochi w00t! *does a little dance* anyway...here ya go.
~Thinking of You~
-Chapter One-
Masayuki was having a hard time keeping his hands off Junichi and keeping his eyes to himself. Junichi was sexy, smart, funny, and kind. They had known each other since Junichi was twelve or thirteen, it had been so long, Masayuki lost count. Through the years, Masayuki watched the young boy change into a young man, and then one day, when Masayuki woke up and went to work, Junichi was a man. Younger man, but a man. Four years shy of thirty and Junichi was looking better than any other man he knew. Oh sure Masayuki had been attracted to Junichi, who hadn’t? But lately, that attraction went deeper. More than physical attraction. Masayuki was in love.
Junichi was having a hard time focusing on his work. Masayuki was always so near and lately was touching him like crazy. Masayuki was Junichi’s first crush, but he never told anyone. The night he had a dream about Masayuki and woke up with an erection, Junichi knew not only his body was changing, but his feelings for Masayuki were sexual. Junichi had simply thought the older man was a cute man, but his dream of Masayuki kissing his body in places Junichi had never thought about made Masayuki, well, a dream. It was Junichi’s first erection, and Masayuki was to blame.
They had kept their distance for some ten years now, but the tension between them drew them closer. They had bickered and argued and complained and fought with each other constantly, then one day, Masayuki kissed him. They had been alone and they were fighting. Masayuki had gripped his shoulders, shaking him slightly to emphasize a point, then lips crashed against his. Since that day, they hadn’t fought, they had avoided each other, both unsure of what to do or think.
Masayuki hadn’t planned the kiss, it just happened. It was like Junichi’s mouth had a magnetic field around it and Masayuki ventured too close.
They sat in the hotel room they had been assigned to. Room #532. Just the two of them. They remained silent and the air was uneasy. They had to share a bed, and Junichi hated that. How could he sleep with Masayuki that close?!
“I’m getting in the shower.” Junichi stated. He stood and grabbed his shower things and closed the door to the shower room. Masayuki only nodded and watched as Junichi did so. He was nervous and Junichi could tell by his body language. As Junichi bathed, his mind wandered. How lucky he was to get to share a room with Masayuki. He was in love with him, after all. Junichi’s mind went through thousands of scenarios about him and Masayuki, they all ended with Masayuki fucking him or him fucking Masayuki. His hand slid to his erection and stroked diligently and he let out a loud moan as he came. As he dried off, he wondered if Masayuki had heard him?
Masayuki waited patiently, checking his e-mails and visiting a few fan forums to see how badly V6 was being ignored by fans. Masayuki’s attention was caught by a loud moan from the shower. He wondered who Junichi was thinking of, feeling slightly jealous. A very few minutes later, the door opened and Junichi stepped out. Masayuki looked up at him and felt his midsection tighten. Junichi’s towel did not cover him completely and a very thin line of flesh was open for viewing.
Junichi walked over to the bed and picked up his clothes, his towel falling away when he absentmindedly let go of it. Masayuki had seen him naked before, but this was different. There were no cameras, no others there. Junichi bent and picked up the towel, making a poor attempt to cover himself. Masayuki looked back to the computer quickly. The younger man looked at him and sighed to himself. No, leader did not like him, he was reading into this too much. Whoever said leader was gay anyway? He slid on his boxers and brushed his teeth, then crawled into the bed. “Sleep well, leader.” He spoke softly. The covers were warm and that was good, because he was shivering out of nervousness and thus buried himself deep into the blankets.
“You, too, Junichi.” After a while, Masayuki felt that it was safe to stand. He grabbed his shower things and took a shower, fulfilling his own want of the young man that lay in the next room with just a wall between them. He finally got out of the shower and towel dried his hair. He could see that Junichi was shivering and he wondered if he was getting a cold or something. Masayuki dressed into his boxers and sweatpants, just to be safe, and turned out the lights. He looked down at Junichi’s face, tense, but he was asleep. Masayuki pulled back the covers a very little and slid into the bed. He had never roomed with Junichi before and this was odd, to say the least, but he couldn’t help but feel so lucky to get the extra time with him. He fell asleep, wishing he could hold Junichi close to him, but whoever said Junichi was gay anyway?
When Junichi woke up he smiled, snuggling back into the warm arms that were wrapped around his-wait. What? He froze completely when he felt warm breath on his neck. And then he cursed his body for reacting against his will. He let out a quiet groan when he felt Masayuki shift and press against him in the most sexual way a sleeping man could. Oh god, then he realized their legs were entwined and Masayuki’s nose was buried in the crook of his neck.
“Dammit.” He muttered. He carefully wiggled out of the embrace and stood. Masayuki spread his hand out over the spot were Junichi had been and never woke up. Junichi sighed, clutching his chest and looked down. “Dammit.” He repeated, this time in a whine. He walked into the bathroom and closed the door, locking it behind him. He leaned against the door and his hand slid into his boxers. After a few minutes of rough stroking and ragged breathing, someone knocked on the door. He was startled and couldn’t help it; he came, leaning over the toilet with his hand bracing him up. “Ah~!”
“Junichi, daijobu?”
“Hai…just startled…” He breathed, trying to clean up as best he could. He flushed the toilet and after a moment of regaining his composure, opened the door. Masayuki was not there. He let out a sigh of relief and went to the sink. Masayuki brushed past him and walked into the bathroom. Junichi dried his hands and fell back on the bed, wrapping the blankets around him. Three more nights in this hotel, Junichi didn’t think he could make it without coming on to him at least.
Masayuki walked out of the bathroom and washed his hands. Junichi was bundled in the blankets again and he shook his head. He walked over to the bed and pulled the covers from Junichi’s face, to where his eyes were just visible. Junichi opened one eye and looked up at him. He couldn’t help but smile.
“Are you okay?”
“*mumble*” Masayuki pulled the blankets down farther and saw something flicker in Junichi’s eyes when his fingertips lightly grazed across his lips.
“…What?” Masayuki asked, whispering, lost in a gaze at the younger man.
“…I…I’m fine…” And Masayuki could take it no more. He bent and planted his lips firmly on Junichi’s and kissed him, letting his tongue sweep over his bottom lip before trying to slip it between his lips. Junichi’s hand made contact with his face and he stood up, shocked. “What is your deal, are you gay or something?!” Junichi blurted harshly. He immediately regretted it as Masayuki turned away, pale.
“I’m sorry, I guess I am.” Masayuki gathered his clothes and walked into the bathroom to change. He felt embarrassed tears blur his vision as he dressed. He knew it all along, that Junichi was straight. Why was he stupid enough to think otherwise? When he had been fighting with him and kissed him it was just pent up frustration, right?
Junichi watched the door close with a soft click and he hated himself from that moment on. Masayuki decided to never confess his feelings for Junichi and Junichi decided to never confess his to Masayuki. Junichi tried filling the hate for himself with parties and drinking, but he really just wanted Masayuki…but he had ruined that forever. Masayuki tried filling the loneliness with music and work, but the more work he did, the more he was lonely.
You know me, comments pwn! Is it worth posting the rest or no?
Genre: Yaoi desu
Rating: Hmmm...NC-17
Fandom: Hai, another V6 fic because they srsly need love
Pairing: Okada/Masayuki...of course...
Disclaimer: ...no...just--no...but I can damn well dream.
Summary: ...Okada and Masayuki like each other then they realize they are in love and Junichi is a chicken so he totally kills Masayuki's confidence and yada yada yada there's an orgy in ch. 3.
A/N: MMMkay so yeah I am a little obsessed with JunxMasa, demo isn't it a great pairing?! Okay--had to get that off my chest. Oh and in the second chappie you see GoxInnochi w00t! *does a little dance* anyway...here ya go.
~Thinking of You~
-Chapter One-
Masayuki was having a hard time keeping his hands off Junichi and keeping his eyes to himself. Junichi was sexy, smart, funny, and kind. They had known each other since Junichi was twelve or thirteen, it had been so long, Masayuki lost count. Through the years, Masayuki watched the young boy change into a young man, and then one day, when Masayuki woke up and went to work, Junichi was a man. Younger man, but a man. Four years shy of thirty and Junichi was looking better than any other man he knew. Oh sure Masayuki had been attracted to Junichi, who hadn’t? But lately, that attraction went deeper. More than physical attraction. Masayuki was in love.
Junichi was having a hard time focusing on his work. Masayuki was always so near and lately was touching him like crazy. Masayuki was Junichi’s first crush, but he never told anyone. The night he had a dream about Masayuki and woke up with an erection, Junichi knew not only his body was changing, but his feelings for Masayuki were sexual. Junichi had simply thought the older man was a cute man, but his dream of Masayuki kissing his body in places Junichi had never thought about made Masayuki, well, a dream. It was Junichi’s first erection, and Masayuki was to blame.
They had kept their distance for some ten years now, but the tension between them drew them closer. They had bickered and argued and complained and fought with each other constantly, then one day, Masayuki kissed him. They had been alone and they were fighting. Masayuki had gripped his shoulders, shaking him slightly to emphasize a point, then lips crashed against his. Since that day, they hadn’t fought, they had avoided each other, both unsure of what to do or think.
Masayuki hadn’t planned the kiss, it just happened. It was like Junichi’s mouth had a magnetic field around it and Masayuki ventured too close.
They sat in the hotel room they had been assigned to. Room #532. Just the two of them. They remained silent and the air was uneasy. They had to share a bed, and Junichi hated that. How could he sleep with Masayuki that close?!
“I’m getting in the shower.” Junichi stated. He stood and grabbed his shower things and closed the door to the shower room. Masayuki only nodded and watched as Junichi did so. He was nervous and Junichi could tell by his body language. As Junichi bathed, his mind wandered. How lucky he was to get to share a room with Masayuki. He was in love with him, after all. Junichi’s mind went through thousands of scenarios about him and Masayuki, they all ended with Masayuki fucking him or him fucking Masayuki. His hand slid to his erection and stroked diligently and he let out a loud moan as he came. As he dried off, he wondered if Masayuki had heard him?
Masayuki waited patiently, checking his e-mails and visiting a few fan forums to see how badly V6 was being ignored by fans. Masayuki’s attention was caught by a loud moan from the shower. He wondered who Junichi was thinking of, feeling slightly jealous. A very few minutes later, the door opened and Junichi stepped out. Masayuki looked up at him and felt his midsection tighten. Junichi’s towel did not cover him completely and a very thin line of flesh was open for viewing.
Junichi walked over to the bed and picked up his clothes, his towel falling away when he absentmindedly let go of it. Masayuki had seen him naked before, but this was different. There were no cameras, no others there. Junichi bent and picked up the towel, making a poor attempt to cover himself. Masayuki looked back to the computer quickly. The younger man looked at him and sighed to himself. No, leader did not like him, he was reading into this too much. Whoever said leader was gay anyway? He slid on his boxers and brushed his teeth, then crawled into the bed. “Sleep well, leader.” He spoke softly. The covers were warm and that was good, because he was shivering out of nervousness and thus buried himself deep into the blankets.
“You, too, Junichi.” After a while, Masayuki felt that it was safe to stand. He grabbed his shower things and took a shower, fulfilling his own want of the young man that lay in the next room with just a wall between them. He finally got out of the shower and towel dried his hair. He could see that Junichi was shivering and he wondered if he was getting a cold or something. Masayuki dressed into his boxers and sweatpants, just to be safe, and turned out the lights. He looked down at Junichi’s face, tense, but he was asleep. Masayuki pulled back the covers a very little and slid into the bed. He had never roomed with Junichi before and this was odd, to say the least, but he couldn’t help but feel so lucky to get the extra time with him. He fell asleep, wishing he could hold Junichi close to him, but whoever said Junichi was gay anyway?
When Junichi woke up he smiled, snuggling back into the warm arms that were wrapped around his-wait. What? He froze completely when he felt warm breath on his neck. And then he cursed his body for reacting against his will. He let out a quiet groan when he felt Masayuki shift and press against him in the most sexual way a sleeping man could. Oh god, then he realized their legs were entwined and Masayuki’s nose was buried in the crook of his neck.
“Dammit.” He muttered. He carefully wiggled out of the embrace and stood. Masayuki spread his hand out over the spot were Junichi had been and never woke up. Junichi sighed, clutching his chest and looked down. “Dammit.” He repeated, this time in a whine. He walked into the bathroom and closed the door, locking it behind him. He leaned against the door and his hand slid into his boxers. After a few minutes of rough stroking and ragged breathing, someone knocked on the door. He was startled and couldn’t help it; he came, leaning over the toilet with his hand bracing him up. “Ah~!”
“Junichi, daijobu?”
“Hai…just startled…” He breathed, trying to clean up as best he could. He flushed the toilet and after a moment of regaining his composure, opened the door. Masayuki was not there. He let out a sigh of relief and went to the sink. Masayuki brushed past him and walked into the bathroom. Junichi dried his hands and fell back on the bed, wrapping the blankets around him. Three more nights in this hotel, Junichi didn’t think he could make it without coming on to him at least.
Masayuki walked out of the bathroom and washed his hands. Junichi was bundled in the blankets again and he shook his head. He walked over to the bed and pulled the covers from Junichi’s face, to where his eyes were just visible. Junichi opened one eye and looked up at him. He couldn’t help but smile.
“Are you okay?”
“*mumble*” Masayuki pulled the blankets down farther and saw something flicker in Junichi’s eyes when his fingertips lightly grazed across his lips.
“…What?” Masayuki asked, whispering, lost in a gaze at the younger man.
“…I…I’m fine…” And Masayuki could take it no more. He bent and planted his lips firmly on Junichi’s and kissed him, letting his tongue sweep over his bottom lip before trying to slip it between his lips. Junichi’s hand made contact with his face and he stood up, shocked. “What is your deal, are you gay or something?!” Junichi blurted harshly. He immediately regretted it as Masayuki turned away, pale.
“I’m sorry, I guess I am.” Masayuki gathered his clothes and walked into the bathroom to change. He felt embarrassed tears blur his vision as he dressed. He knew it all along, that Junichi was straight. Why was he stupid enough to think otherwise? When he had been fighting with him and kissed him it was just pent up frustration, right?
Junichi watched the door close with a soft click and he hated himself from that moment on. Masayuki decided to never confess his feelings for Junichi and Junichi decided to never confess his to Masayuki. Junichi tried filling the hate for himself with parties and drinking, but he really just wanted Masayuki…but he had ruined that forever. Masayuki tried filling the loneliness with music and work, but the more work he did, the more he was lonely.
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