[One shot] Switch.
Title: Switch.
Author: geminib
Beta: tsuchi8562
Banner: tsuchi8562
Pairing: JunBa
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Too sad, but they are not mine...
Summary: Aiba goes through tough times like some of us… considering the circumstances and he needs Jun's support in a very odd way.
The actor bowed deeply and rose back to the applause. The audience's love overwhelmed him, after all this time and many performances it still excited him a lot, but today it was different. He knew that the person he loves was in the audience and knowing that made him nervous even more.
They bowed for the third time and finally left the stage to the whistles and applause. His stuff assistant put a robe on his bare shoulders and he bowed again, thanking him for that. After a few polite greetings with the stuff and friendly hugs with the closer colleagues, he finally went to his dressing room to remove the makeup and to change.
*******
He was thrown at the door as soon as he shut it behind him. A heavy body pressing him forcefully, the other's hips hitting his, moving in circles with each push, a hungry mouth searched for his.
"Masaki, wait!" the black haired man grasped for some air, trying to move away from the door knob that was hitting his lower back with each other guy's movement. "What's got into you? Are you drunk?"
"No… but I really want to be right now…with you" the other moaned into his ear.
"Shit! This thing will dig a hole in my back soon! Move away!" and the tall guy was pushed away "I am all sweaty and we could do it in a more proper place…"
"Because I want you so badly", Masaki replied "I can't wait for more proper place", he approached to the other man and slipped his hands into the black hair, sliding over to the exposed nape and tightening his hold then, forcing their heads to get closer.
"I want you so badly, Jun, that my heart will explode in a minute, if I won't have you now..." he choked with his own whisper, blurred eyes stared at Jun's lips in front of him. "I think I could come just staying like this now. You were so hot on the stage".
Jun felt a warm wave approaching his stomach and pulled the man closer by his belt, stroking the latter's crotch with the other hand.
"So, dirty old man, what would you like me to do? Would you like me to fuck you right here in my dressing room?"
"Well…" he felt Aiba's hand tightening around his butt and the other slightly brushing between his butt cheeks "You were so hot on that stage, that made me think of something." the latter managed to moan into Jun's hair between the strokes. "I want to switch."
"Switch what?" the younger man backed a little, still holding his partner by the belt.
"Us. I want to fuck you tonight", Aiba licked his lips and looked into Jun's eyes.
"No way! You can't fuck me! I do all the fucking here!" Jun was shut by Masaki's lips.
"Let's go to the love hotel then. I'll leave you to shower and change now. I'll be waiting in my car" and Aiba left.
*******
"What do you mean 'fuck'?" a hour later, Jun still couldn't forget the latter's words.
"Forget it! Fuck me then…" Masaki unbuttoned the younger's knitted jacket.
"But why would you bring this topic so suddenly if you want me to forget it right away?" the other couldn't forget it at all while pulling his arms out, helping his lover to undress him.
"God, stop it already. I just thought that it'd be a nice idea" the grey knitted jacket fell on the floor, "I'd like to see your face when being fucked, that's all" and he pulled Jun's t-shirt over his head.
"I can undress myself!" Jun pushed him away and opened a minibar. There were many miniature alcohol bottles. "Let's drink all these to celebrate the upcoming New Year… we even won't be able to kiss", he took all the bottles out and piled them on the bed.
"Like we had a chance to kiss on any New Year's eve before", Aiba sighed and pulled his beige sweater off, unbuttoning the shirt.
Jun followed Masaki's moves with hungry eyes. He approached closer from behind and hugged his waist, bending over the left shoulder and kissing the taller man's birthmark "I love your beauty mark, it is so sexy."
"I don't have beauty marks, you stupid", Masaki turned in Jun's arms and was now facing him.
"It's you the one with the beauty marks. Mine is only a birth mark. Don't you read stuff about you on the net? ", he laughed.
"No, I don't!" Jun grabbed Aiba's hair and pulled his head back, pressing the lips to the neck base and whispered against the cool skin, "Do you read stuff about me on the net, Aiba-chan?"
"I… I don't read… stuff… about you, help me with this already!" and he looked down, struggling with the younger's jeans belt.
Jun couldn't help smirking, watching Aiba's reddened face and unbuckled his belt. The jeans followed to the pile of his clothes. "Now it's your turn, you can't stay with your clothes, aren't you? Would you like me to help you?"
"Yes you can help me, a lot!" and Masaki pulled his pants down together with the boxers, causing the hard flesh jumping out of the boxers elastic. "See? I need help here!" and he pointed at his erection.
"Gladly!" and he was shut up by Jun's full lips.
Jun's hands usually made the older man's heart trembling every time he saw them moving, but it was an unbearable pleasure when those hands were traveling all over his body, tickling the spine, pressing on his tail bone. When he felt one finger slipping in between his butt cheeks, a groan escaped from his lips and he tightened his hold on Matsumoto's nape, deepening the kiss.
"I want you…" he whispered in Jun's mouth, "I want to fuck you."
Suddenly the younger's hands stopped and he broke the kiss, still holding Aiba in his arms.
"What got into you?" he looked in Masaki's eyes and his heart skipped a beat. He could clearly see the passion and the love in them.
He let go of his lover and sat on the edge of the bed' opening a small bottle of whisky… Feeling a little encouraged, he looked up to face Aiba.
"Maybe you just talking, you know? Since when you decided to change places, I never thought that you even like it!"
"Since you started to grow abs and everyone is drooling all over you!" Masaki was suddenly angry.
Jun looked at him in shock… "What? Are you jealous of fans? So what if they are drooling?"
"I'm not!"
"Yes you are!"
"Not!!!"
'You know what? Since you're so jealous, I'll let you be on top tonight" Jun smiled.
"What? It sounds like a charity!" Aiba smirked.
"I just don't think that you will do it!" Jun's evil smile irritated the tall guy.
"We'll see about that" and the latter threw the younger guy on the bed. He kneeled between Jun's legs. Slowly licked the younger's ankle, climbing up to the thigh, slightly biting it. Jun let a soft moan escape his lips.
"Yea, honey. More… I want to hear more." Aiba licked his lover's balls, sucking the soft skin, sliding his tongue around, caressing the area behind them, making Jun to arch his back and to increase the sounds escaping his throat.
He moved up, and took Jun's erection in his hand, pulling the skin down, uncovering the sensitive tip, gently licking it, blowing some air on it slightly, causing the man below him to freeze in anticipation.
The older man took two miniature bottles from the pile on the bed, opened one and passed to Jun. He drank the other one by himself, held it in his mouth and suddenly took all Matsujun's length in his mouth. Jun cried out, gasping the sheets and lifting the lower half, to enter deeper, hitting his partner's upper jaw scratching the mattress. He was already there, some more thrusts and he'll explode and fill that vacuum inside his lover's mouth. He will turn him back then and fuck him rough, just like Aiba liked it. Jun's climax approached when he felt his legs being parted a little and a slight pain in his ass. Aiba's finger was inside of him.
The orgasm faded and Jun opened his eyes.
Masaki's was looking at him between his legs. "I'm going to add another one. Can you take it? Or maybe you are afraid?"
"I am not…" Jun's voice was a little shaky when spread his legs more to adjust to Aiba's hand's angle and closed his eyes.
Aiba's licked his way up to Matsumoto's navel, and crushed on the latter's sensitive stomach, fluttering above the abs, feeling the muscles hardening against the softness of his lips. He bite Jun's nipple while adding another finger and a cry escaped from the latter lips, as he buried his fingernails in his lover's shoulder, hurting him.
"Aaaa!!! Why the hell did you do that?!" Jun wasn't expecting the bite to be so painful.
"So you won't feel the pain down…" Aiba explained.
"I didn't feel the pain, I knew I'd have to guide you… stop worrying about me… just push more, yes… that's right… ohhhh…" Jun relaxed his tightening muscles, letting his lover to deepen his fingers. "Now start moving them… until you find a little bulge… no, not there… move your fingers to the stomach side… deeper… YES!" he cried when Aiba suddenly touched the right spot.
The tall man was concentrated on his new discoveries. His first time inside Jun, for all these years he's never done it and he felt so good, watching his lover enjoying his touches, he continued moving his hand, until Jun just put one hand on Masaki's head and forcefully pushed him down. "Suck it, now! I'm coming!" and he lifted his hips, ejaculating in his lover's mouth seconds after he felt hot lips around his length.
Masaki pulled the fingers out and turned Jun on his stomach, spreading his legs. He took two more bottles from the pile and emptied both, giving another two to his partner.
"I'll be gentle…" he slipped his arm between Matsumoto's lower stomach and the sheets, lifting his lower half, adjusting him to fit his hips.
"Wait, you are drunk! Why would you insist on fucking me?" Jun protested, trying to escape, but was shut by Masaki's bite on his shoulder and a loud smack on his butt. He managed to push the taller man and turned to face him, looking at him, questioning.
"Because! I want you, because you are driving me crazy with your naked body all over Shibuya!!!" he shouted.
"What?" Jun's eyes widened.
"Because I even can't go to the store for a milk! Your magazines are everywhere! Shirtless, sweating and making me think dirty thoughts. I can't bear it anymore! I have a hard-on each time I pay for the groceries at the konbini… I can't help it! I feel like a pervert!"
Jun saw a tear rolling from the corner of his lover's eye down his cheek and raised a hand, wiping it.
"I hate that people drool over your naked body on the internet and lately… I was reading stuff" he sniffed.
"What stuff, Aiba-chan? What were you reading about me, that upset you so much? You know that there is nothing in the press… there is nothing that can be written about me. "
"Not that stuff… I've found stories about …" he coughed… "us… you fucking me… you always fucking me in these stories on the net!"
"What?! What stories? Where?!"
"Fans writing stuff… I can't stand it anymore… I guess that I just love you too much."
"Ohhh…"
Jun sat there, wiping his lover's tears with his hands, patting his hair. He pulled him in a hug, stroking his back, slowly sliding the hands down the spine, feeling the goose bumps all over the other's skin, he pulled Masaki's hair uncovering and gently brushing his lips up the long white neck, caressing the earlobe, slightly biting, covering the cheekbone with small kisses, delicate as butterfly's wings, finally pulling softened Aiba in a hard passionate kiss, tasting the tears and his sweet breath.
"I love you Masaki." he heard his hoarse voice from a distance, "I want you to fuck me."
"I don't think that I can" the tall man shook his head, "You were right, I was just jealous and wanted to prove myself that you are really mine."
"I am yours and you can do whatever you want with me" Jun thought a little leaning his head, processing his own words and added," well… not all the time though…" He took another two bottles from the pile, opened and offered both to Aiba, opening himself another two.
He bent down to his bag and searched inside. Masaki could peacefully watch his gorgeous arm muscles and the wide shoulders. Jun's naked torso twisting, trying to keep the balance on the unstable mattress while remaining on his four…
He bent over to Jun, sliding under the younger's arm and lying on his back, wrapping his legs around the latter's waist, raising the hips, brushing their naked crotches against each other.
Jun moaned, finally pulled condoms and a lube out of the bag and still balancing on his four with Masaki hanging from his waist, tearing the plastic bag.
Aiba reached a hand for the condom, so he could put it on Jun's erection, but instead he was shut by a kiss, while feeling hands stroking his member, awakening it to life and a condom placed. Without breaking the kiss, the younger singer rolled on his back, Masaki was now on top, on his four, bending above Jun, losing himself in his eyes.
He lowered his eyes down looking between their bodies, seeing his cock covered with a condom and Jun's perfect abs hardening while he poured a lubricant between his butt cheeks and threw
it aside, wrapping his legs around Aiba's waist, raising his hips up.
"I want you to fuck me now, Masaki…" he commanded, "I want to feel the whole you inside of me.
Look at me!" and he tightened his legs around him, lowered himself on the bed, dragging Aiba's lower half down, causing the latter slowly entering inside of him.
They lied down still for a while, before the taller man moved his hips up, letting the length slowly out only to push in again… he moved like that slowly increasing his movements, hitting Jun's prostate, making him raising his hips towards him, meeting his thrusts.
He felt Jun's walls tightening around his length with every push… something that he wanted so much but was always too shy to ask for. Just the meaning of being able to see how the man that he loves reacted to every touch, was enough to bring him to the edge. He watched him, so unbearably desirable in his ecstasy, so submissive to him, screaming with pleasure and losing his control.
Jun's moans were so loud, causing Aiba to freeze in a fear carefully checking his lover's face for the pain signs, but all he could see, was the lust and the ecstasy in his wide opened eyes. Jun licked his lips and Masaki felt his orgasm approaching. He pulled out of Jun, turned him on his four and pushed inside again, bending above the desired and sweaty body, sliding a hand in front of his lover and stroking his cock, while increasing the thrusts.
The sweat had dripped off their bodies and Jun cried out Masaki's name while spilling his sperm, staining the sheets, his whole body shuddered in the waves of an orgasm. Aiba pulled out, tearing the condom off his aching cock, coming with a deep groan on Jun's lower back… Both fell exhausted, rolling to the other side of the bed, breathing heavily.
*****
"Masaki"…. Jun whispered a few minutes later.
"Yes, Jun?"
"Will you show those fan's stories to me?"
"I will, Jun…"
"Masaki…" came another whisper.
"Yes, Jun?"
"I have a new photoshoot tomorrow… for the drama" Jun hesitated. "Would you come with me?" and he smiled to himself…
"Why?" Aiba raised on his elbow and looked at Jun.
"I kinda like it when you are jealous…" and smiling Jun pinched Masaki's butt.