Tease - R [Jin/Koki]
Tease
tinyangl, 1034 words
Akanishi Jin/Tanaka Koki.
A/N: Based on this icon. Credited to vanmra. (Originally posted here and here.)
Koki's always known that his group has the reputation of being the JE slut group, and he's pretty sure it's something that's not only believable but probably factual as well. He just always figured that people meant that they were slutty with other people, not with each other (he finds that he's not only mistaken, but people think that Jin's slept with everyone in the group...he's not sure that's entirely wrong).
But Koki figures that he's not like that at all. He's not tempted at all by his own bandmates, no matter how much like girls they could look (although Jin in a nurse's outfit was rather tempting, he had to admit). But it's not as though he's about to sleep with Jin at the drop of a hat, no matter how pretty a girl he'd make or how close to a girl he looked.
So when Jin has him trapped, half bent over a table and Jin's palms on both sides of him on the table and leaning flush against his body, Koki can't help but feel his heart rush a little faster. "Jin," he manages to say, almost sounding neutral which he's rather proud of himself for managing to even though he can feel his heart pounding in his ears. "What are you doing?"
Jin leans forward, blowing hot breath onto Koki's neck. His hands have found their way to Koki's belt and he starts fiddling with it, half un-buckling it and half just fumbling with the top of Koki's pants, his fingers ghosting along Koki's skin so fast that Koki wonders if it's just the wind acting up with convenient timing. "Isn't it obvious?" Jin muses as he shifts so he's leaning his chin against Koki's shoulder, his hands still fiddling with his belt.
"Undressing me?" Koki asks, almost nonchalantly like it's every day that one of his best friends takes to undressing him any chance he gets.
Jin grins widely so much so that Koki can feel it even though he can't see it. "Unbuckling as of now. But undressing's totally in the agenda if you want it to be."
Koki raises an eyebrow, "Jin, I'm not as horny as you are day in and day out."
"Ah," Jin muses lightly, his hands finally unbuckling the belt and sliding it out of its buckle. Koki's hard-fast not to look down and see where this is leading. He can practically feel JIn's hands on him and he's trying not to get hard right now. "I'm a little surprised. I wouldn't have expected that of you."
Koki snorts briefly but it quickly turns into a gasp when Jin slips a hand underneath his shirt, his arms still wrapped around Koki's waist. He swallows another gasp before saying shakily, "You shouldn't compare us all to you. It makes for a bad basis."
"I think, no matter what you say, that most of the group's like me, so it's not too farfetched." Jin starts tracing circles right above the lining of Koki's jeans. He tilts his head sideways so that half of his hair is in Koki's mouth and all Koki wants to do is push it out of his face, but he suddenly feels like he should deal with JIn like one deals with a wild animal. Make slow movements. "It's not like you don't think I'm attractive," Jin muses, his fingers keep dipping lower and lower and Koki's pretty sure that he's stopped breathing.
"Jin, I don't think you're attractive," Koki insists but he finds his argument rather weak when his words are half stuttered as Jin's hand is dipping lower and ohgod, is Jin's hand sliding underneath his boxers? "Stop that," Koki panics, his head half turned to look at Jin, but the older male is just looking at him confused, as though he hadn't heard a single thing Koki had said. "Jin, stop." Koki's practically whimpering the words, something he's not used to doing, but he can't find any other way to convince Jin to quit it.
Jin's eyes flare with something that Koki can't describe, but then it melts away and Jin replaces it with a smirk as he leans forward, lightly brushing his lips against Koki's. Koki slowly feels his eyeslids close, not of his own accord, but it happens anyway. It's brief and light and Koki wants to say that Jin's lips feel good against his own, but he can barely even feel it. Jin pulls back and for a second, Koki keeps his eyes closed, almost hoping that Jin'd just lean in again. When he opens his eyes again, he finds Jin looking at him half curiously, half wanting. His voice is husky as he asks, "Are you sure?"
It's almost like it's an open question, but Koki knows better. He half laughs, "If I had said yes, would you even have listened?" His eyes are getting droopy and he can barely see Jin's laugh, but he can most definitely hear it, feel it.
Jin's hand snakes inside of Koki's boxers, his nails dragging a path from the top of Koki's waist to the tip of his cock. He's only half hard, but Jin doesn't seem to mind. He grasps tightly, and smirks at Koki. It's at this point that Koki thinks that something very bad is about to happen. Jin pulls back, releasing Koki pleasantly. He starts to untangle himself slowly from Koki's body, making sure to brush against him randomly with the back of his hand, fingers, drag his lips along the back of Koki's neck.
Koki stares at Jin incredulously, his jeans half unbuttoned and his shirt askewed in the front. "Are you....fucking kidding me?" He watches as Jin packs up his things and head towards the door, obviously ignoring Koki's question.
Once Jin reaches the door and his hand is on the doorknob, he half turns, looking Koki straight in the eye. "Well, you did say to stop." He half laughs as he leaves the room, and Koki's face goes from incredulous to pissed in the matter of five seconds. Jin closes the door behind him and Koki grabs the nearest item (his own belt) and chucks it at the door. Teaches him to play games with Jin. He should've known he'd get burned in the end.
tinyangl, 1034 words
Akanishi Jin/Tanaka Koki.
A/N: Based on this icon. Credited to vanmra. (Originally posted here and here.)
Koki's always known that his group has the reputation of being the JE slut group, and he's pretty sure it's something that's not only believable but probably factual as well. He just always figured that people meant that they were slutty with other people, not with each other (he finds that he's not only mistaken, but people think that Jin's slept with everyone in the group...he's not sure that's entirely wrong).
But Koki figures that he's not like that at all. He's not tempted at all by his own bandmates, no matter how much like girls they could look (although Jin in a nurse's outfit was rather tempting, he had to admit). But it's not as though he's about to sleep with Jin at the drop of a hat, no matter how pretty a girl he'd make or how close to a girl he looked.
So when Jin has him trapped, half bent over a table and Jin's palms on both sides of him on the table and leaning flush against his body, Koki can't help but feel his heart rush a little faster. "Jin," he manages to say, almost sounding neutral which he's rather proud of himself for managing to even though he can feel his heart pounding in his ears. "What are you doing?"
Jin leans forward, blowing hot breath onto Koki's neck. His hands have found their way to Koki's belt and he starts fiddling with it, half un-buckling it and half just fumbling with the top of Koki's pants, his fingers ghosting along Koki's skin so fast that Koki wonders if it's just the wind acting up with convenient timing. "Isn't it obvious?" Jin muses as he shifts so he's leaning his chin against Koki's shoulder, his hands still fiddling with his belt.
"Undressing me?" Koki asks, almost nonchalantly like it's every day that one of his best friends takes to undressing him any chance he gets.
Jin grins widely so much so that Koki can feel it even though he can't see it. "Unbuckling as of now. But undressing's totally in the agenda if you want it to be."
Koki raises an eyebrow, "Jin, I'm not as horny as you are day in and day out."
"Ah," Jin muses lightly, his hands finally unbuckling the belt and sliding it out of its buckle. Koki's hard-fast not to look down and see where this is leading. He can practically feel JIn's hands on him and he's trying not to get hard right now. "I'm a little surprised. I wouldn't have expected that of you."
Koki snorts briefly but it quickly turns into a gasp when Jin slips a hand underneath his shirt, his arms still wrapped around Koki's waist. He swallows another gasp before saying shakily, "You shouldn't compare us all to you. It makes for a bad basis."
"I think, no matter what you say, that most of the group's like me, so it's not too farfetched." Jin starts tracing circles right above the lining of Koki's jeans. He tilts his head sideways so that half of his hair is in Koki's mouth and all Koki wants to do is push it out of his face, but he suddenly feels like he should deal with JIn like one deals with a wild animal. Make slow movements. "It's not like you don't think I'm attractive," Jin muses, his fingers keep dipping lower and lower and Koki's pretty sure that he's stopped breathing.
"Jin, I don't think you're attractive," Koki insists but he finds his argument rather weak when his words are half stuttered as Jin's hand is dipping lower and ohgod, is Jin's hand sliding underneath his boxers? "Stop that," Koki panics, his head half turned to look at Jin, but the older male is just looking at him confused, as though he hadn't heard a single thing Koki had said. "Jin, stop." Koki's practically whimpering the words, something he's not used to doing, but he can't find any other way to convince Jin to quit it.
Jin's eyes flare with something that Koki can't describe, but then it melts away and Jin replaces it with a smirk as he leans forward, lightly brushing his lips against Koki's. Koki slowly feels his eyeslids close, not of his own accord, but it happens anyway. It's brief and light and Koki wants to say that Jin's lips feel good against his own, but he can barely even feel it. Jin pulls back and for a second, Koki keeps his eyes closed, almost hoping that Jin'd just lean in again. When he opens his eyes again, he finds Jin looking at him half curiously, half wanting. His voice is husky as he asks, "Are you sure?"
It's almost like it's an open question, but Koki knows better. He half laughs, "If I had said yes, would you even have listened?" His eyes are getting droopy and he can barely see Jin's laugh, but he can most definitely hear it, feel it.
Jin's hand snakes inside of Koki's boxers, his nails dragging a path from the top of Koki's waist to the tip of his cock. He's only half hard, but Jin doesn't seem to mind. He grasps tightly, and smirks at Koki. It's at this point that Koki thinks that something very bad is about to happen. Jin pulls back, releasing Koki pleasantly. He starts to untangle himself slowly from Koki's body, making sure to brush against him randomly with the back of his hand, fingers, drag his lips along the back of Koki's neck.
Koki stares at Jin incredulously, his jeans half unbuttoned and his shirt askewed in the front. "Are you....fucking kidding me?" He watches as Jin packs up his things and head towards the door, obviously ignoring Koki's question.
Once Jin reaches the door and his hand is on the doorknob, he half turns, looking Koki straight in the eye. "Well, you did say to stop." He half laughs as he leaves the room, and Koki's face goes from incredulous to pissed in the matter of five seconds. Jin closes the door behind him and Koki grabs the nearest item (his own belt) and chucks it at the door. Teaches him to play games with Jin. He should've known he'd get burned in the end.