50stories; Theme 6.Attraction
Title: One Night Stand With Potential For More?
Author: kikutan
Theme: 006. Attraction
Rating: PG-NC17
Pairing: Miya x Mao
Band[s]: MUCC//SID
Disclaimer: If I owned them they wouldn’t be musicians…
Comments: AU and seperate from the rest. Probably will be the only one not based in band!verse. :3 Enjoy~
It was from across the club that he saw him. The bubbly and bright seeming man that was so opposite of him. It seemed to make little sense, the attraction, but it was there. Even as he watched the man move from person to person in his group throughout the night. Hanging off of them until they pushed him away, Miya wanted to be the man the other hung off of. Though he didn’t know him at all.
About halfway through the night, Miya saw the nights object of desire on the dance floor, alone and surrounded by sweaty bodies. He decided to take advantage of the situation. He coiled his way through the throng of writhing bodies towards the slight man, determined and sneaky. Stopping behind the man, he glared at the people surrounding him until they dispersed and then pressed himself along the man’s back; hands going to hold onto slim hips even as the other tried to pull away.
“I’ve been watching you all night.” He spoke the words quietly, in a rough growl into the smooth shell of the man’s ear. “I feel taunted and teased, cheated that I don’t know you.”
The man turned around and stared for a moment before smiling slightly. “My name is Mao. Now you know me.” He raised a brow as his arms wrapped around Miya’s neck, obviously expecting an introduction.
“Miya.”
“Miya…I’ve seen you before. Always very withdrawn, hm?” Mao smiled, gyrating his hips against the darker male’s to the beat of the music. Miya knew then how much of a tease this man would prove to be and he didn’t plan on letting go after this night.
“If you come here often, I’m not surprised you’ve seen me.” Miya shrugged, hands sliding down to grope the other’s ass.
“No, I mean I’ve seen you around at other places too. Like the grocery store,” Mao laughed, leaning into Miya and letting his lips slide over the man’s throat.
“And you’ve never approached me?” Miya scoffed slightly, faux insulted even as he tilted his head to give Mao more access; to which the other gladly moved onto.
“You don’t realize how unapproachable you are.” Mao laughed and pulled back after making a sufficiently dark hickey, pleased with himself.
“Did it surprise you when I approached you then?” He raised a brow and smirked slightly.
“Of course,” Mao laughed again and nodded his head, pushing his hips hard against the darker male’s. “Are you gonna take me home yet?”
“I didn’t know you were so eager.” Miya grinned and took Mao’s hand, prepared to lead the way. “You need to tell your friends?”
“No, they’re too drunk to care.” The slight male shook his head, pushing Miya eagerly to the exit.
“Fine by me.” Miya’s grin widened and then they were outside and he was hailing of the passing taxis. He couldn’t be bothered with walking. And as he gave his address and Mao pressed against him, he wondered how conventional this attraction was. He wondered if this would last beyond one night, hoped it would, but that didn’t mean that Mao had the same ideas.
But it made no sense to think on that now, not when Mao was feeling him up and once again lavishing attention on his neck. And the cab was pulling up to his building, ha barely managed to pay and get them into the building, let alone up to his apartment. Mao was ambitious and very eager to get them both undressed, he’d even gone so far as to start pulling Miya’s shirt off in the hallway.
It was a long night there after, full of clashing lips and sweaty bodies pressed against each other. It was overwhelming and passion filled. And when Miya woke up the next morning, it was in a panic. His eyes wide and searching, half sitting up though there was an unexpected weight on one side of him.
Miya breathed a soft sigh and fell back on the bed; he didn’t think there was a potential one night stand in all of history that had been as stressful as this one. But at least he was waking up with Mao still next to him and perfectly content with staying there.
Author: kikutan
Theme: 006. Attraction
Rating: PG-NC17
Pairing: Miya x Mao
Band[s]: MUCC//SID
Disclaimer: If I owned them they wouldn’t be musicians…
Comments: AU and seperate from the rest. Probably will be the only one not based in band!verse. :3 Enjoy~
It was from across the club that he saw him. The bubbly and bright seeming man that was so opposite of him. It seemed to make little sense, the attraction, but it was there. Even as he watched the man move from person to person in his group throughout the night. Hanging off of them until they pushed him away, Miya wanted to be the man the other hung off of. Though he didn’t know him at all.
About halfway through the night, Miya saw the nights object of desire on the dance floor, alone and surrounded by sweaty bodies. He decided to take advantage of the situation. He coiled his way through the throng of writhing bodies towards the slight man, determined and sneaky. Stopping behind the man, he glared at the people surrounding him until they dispersed and then pressed himself along the man’s back; hands going to hold onto slim hips even as the other tried to pull away.
“I’ve been watching you all night.” He spoke the words quietly, in a rough growl into the smooth shell of the man’s ear. “I feel taunted and teased, cheated that I don’t know you.”
The man turned around and stared for a moment before smiling slightly. “My name is Mao. Now you know me.” He raised a brow as his arms wrapped around Miya’s neck, obviously expecting an introduction.
“Miya.”
“Miya…I’ve seen you before. Always very withdrawn, hm?” Mao smiled, gyrating his hips against the darker male’s to the beat of the music. Miya knew then how much of a tease this man would prove to be and he didn’t plan on letting go after this night.
“If you come here often, I’m not surprised you’ve seen me.” Miya shrugged, hands sliding down to grope the other’s ass.
“No, I mean I’ve seen you around at other places too. Like the grocery store,” Mao laughed, leaning into Miya and letting his lips slide over the man’s throat.
“And you’ve never approached me?” Miya scoffed slightly, faux insulted even as he tilted his head to give Mao more access; to which the other gladly moved onto.
“You don’t realize how unapproachable you are.” Mao laughed and pulled back after making a sufficiently dark hickey, pleased with himself.
“Did it surprise you when I approached you then?” He raised a brow and smirked slightly.
“Of course,” Mao laughed again and nodded his head, pushing his hips hard against the darker male’s. “Are you gonna take me home yet?”
“I didn’t know you were so eager.” Miya grinned and took Mao’s hand, prepared to lead the way. “You need to tell your friends?”
“No, they’re too drunk to care.” The slight male shook his head, pushing Miya eagerly to the exit.
“Fine by me.” Miya’s grin widened and then they were outside and he was hailing of the passing taxis. He couldn’t be bothered with walking. And as he gave his address and Mao pressed against him, he wondered how conventional this attraction was. He wondered if this would last beyond one night, hoped it would, but that didn’t mean that Mao had the same ideas.
But it made no sense to think on that now, not when Mao was feeling him up and once again lavishing attention on his neck. And the cab was pulling up to his building, ha barely managed to pay and get them into the building, let alone up to his apartment. Mao was ambitious and very eager to get them both undressed, he’d even gone so far as to start pulling Miya’s shirt off in the hallway.
It was a long night there after, full of clashing lips and sweaty bodies pressed against each other. It was overwhelming and passion filled. And when Miya woke up the next morning, it was in a panic. His eyes wide and searching, half sitting up though there was an unexpected weight on one side of him.
Miya breathed a soft sigh and fell back on the bed; he didn’t think there was a potential one night stand in all of history that had been as stressful as this one. But at least he was waking up with Mao still next to him and perfectly content with staying there.