Blindfold or No? - NC-17 [Ryopi]
Title: Blindfold or No?
Author: Kamika Farinas aka tinyangl
Rating: NC-17
Words: 1022
Characters: Ryopi [Nishikido Ryo/Yamashita Tomohisa]
Summary: Yamapi wins at jan-ken-pon against Ryo and gets to choose his weapon of choice.
Author's Note: This was written for quinnsan as a holiday fic! :D Inspired by this picture that was uploaded by 4_03_am. Was also prompted by 4_03_am. *laughs* Was written during an anti-porn mood so go figure.
Ryo cursed when Yamapi's revealed scissors to his paper.
"Ha!" Yamapi cheered as he pulled out the handcuffs. "Now, blindfold or no?"
Ryo snatched the blindfold at Yamapi's side, and tied it on himself. "Next time, I'm winning. And I'll choose a better toy. Lame."
"You weren't complaining last time," Yamapi sing-songed as he cuffed Ryo to the bed.
Ryo laid there in anticipation, the blindfold tightly wrapped around his head - a little too tightly, he may have gone a little too far in the tying. The handcuffs grated against his skin and he had half a mind to ask Yamapi to at least loosen it a little before he felt something against his skin. Something tickled at his neck, tracing a path from his chin and down, against his Adam's apple before it disappeared with the interference of clothes. He bit his lip, so as not to ask what the hell was going on.
Hands were on the sides of his shirt and soon, he could feel cool air hit his stomach and it didn't take long for him to determine what had happened. But then the tickling feeling comes back, only this time, Yamapi was tracing up his stomach - Ryo shivered and he could hear Yamapi's low laugh.
"I take it back. You're not lame," Ryo amended. "You're a jackass who takes way too long."
"I'm a jackass who likes sexual tension," Yamapi corrected and Ryo didn't even need to see with his own two eyes that Yamapi was smirking. But then, Ryo felt warm air on his stomach and he sucked in a breath before he felt Yamapi's lips on his skin.
Yamapi's fingers clung to his side, inching up his shirt slowly as he trailed kisses up Ryo's belly. Ryo felt a sliver of electricity shoot through his spine as he tried to steady his breathing. "You are fucking lucky these handcuffs are on," Ryo hissed.
"You know, I'd believe you if you weren't so happy," Yamapi teased, lifting his head up to lean his chin against Ryo's chest as he pressed one hand against Ryo's erection on top of all his jeans.
Ryo cursed loudly.
"Now, Ryo! That's not words an idol should be saying!" Yamapi mocked, aghast. "I think someone should be teaching you a lesson."
"If that lesson involves your pretty little clean hand inside my pants giving me a hand job, I'm all for it," Ryo retorted shakily, thrusting his hips against Yamapi's hands. Yamapi laughed and suddenly, Ryo could feel breath against the side of his jaw. "Pi, seriously," Ryo snapped. "Stop fucking with me."
"That's half the fun though," Yamapi murmured into his ear, his tongue darting out to lick along the rim of Ryo's ear. Ryo tilted his head away but that only made Yamapi more insistent as he held Ryo's head still with his hands, removing the one from Ryo's crotch, and started to place kisses starting right under Ryo's ear and following Ryo's jawline.
"I hate you," Ryo snapped breathlessly.
"Again, I'd believe you, but your body's sending different messages. Maybe you should get that fixed." Yamapi laughed, before planting a kiss against Ryo's lips tenderly, almost faintly to Ryo's aggravation.
"I swear," Ryo said against Yamapi's lips, "that if you don't move things faster, I do still have legs to make you do your job." He wrapped one leg around Yamapi's waist, rubbing his groin against Yamapi's body - relishing in the feeling of friction.
"Now you know how I feel when you play that game," Yamapi teased before he pressed his lips harder against Ryo's, his hand once again moving down, brushing past a nipple teasingly before slipping into Ryo's un-buttoned pants; he didn't even know when Yamapi had had the time to do that. Yamapi traced the bottom of Ryo's lip with his tongue before poking, asking to be let in - as though he needed to ask. Ryo opened his mouth happily and willingly - allowing Yamapi to slip his tongue inside and Ryo to taste that mint he'd been sucking on a few minutes ago. Yamapi teased the tip of Ryo's erection with this thumb, his other fingers curled around Ryo's cock. Ryo whimpered into Yamapi's mouth.
"Was that a whimper?" Yamapi asked breathlessly, pulling back from Ryo.
Ryo hissed as Yamapi's thumb played with the tip again. "I'll say yes only if you move that hand."
"Begging? I didn't know anything could reduce you to that," Yamapi laughed, starting to stroke his hand back and forth.
Ryo refrained from replying - although he wouldn't have been able too as he thrust his hips forward, trying to speed up Yamapi's pace as Yamapi left light kisses all around Ryo's face, jaw, neck and steadily moving downwards. Suddenly, Yamapi's hand was no longer on his cock and Ryo cursed again. "God, Ryo. We're not pirates. No need for a potty mouth," Yamapi said lightly although the quiver in his voice said much more than his words did. Ryo felt cool air hit his erection as Yamapi pulled his pants and briefs down to his knees. He had no time to even shiver from the cold air before a warm mouth took in his erection; all the blood in his body rushed to his cock and the breath was knocked out of his lungs. His hands itched to wrap themselves in Yamapi's hair, tug at them as Yamapi did that thing with his tongue and teased him with teeth and lips. Ryo's back arched off the bed and his head hit the headboard, but he didn't care as this warmth spread through his body, centering in one area.
Not long after that, Ryo climaxed, Yamapi's name on his lips - almost screaming it and panting heavily afterward, his forehead gleaming with sweat. His hair stuck awkwardly to the back of his neck and in some random style against his forehead.
"You were saying about lame?" Yamapi asked before leaning over and removing Ryo's blindfold. Ryo blinked into bright lights and an even brighter smile.
"Fuck off," Ryo snapped.
"I sucked you off. Close enough if you ask me." Ryo only glared as Yamapi smirked back; maybe the handcuffs weren't too bad an idea.
Author: Kamika Farinas aka tinyangl
Rating: NC-17
Words: 1022
Characters: Ryopi [Nishikido Ryo/Yamashita Tomohisa]
Summary: Yamapi wins at jan-ken-pon against Ryo and gets to choose his weapon of choice.
Author's Note: This was written for quinnsan as a holiday fic! :D Inspired by this picture that was uploaded by 4_03_am. Was also prompted by 4_03_am. *laughs* Was written during an anti-porn mood so go figure.
Ryo cursed when Yamapi's revealed scissors to his paper.
"Ha!" Yamapi cheered as he pulled out the handcuffs. "Now, blindfold or no?"
Ryo snatched the blindfold at Yamapi's side, and tied it on himself. "Next time, I'm winning. And I'll choose a better toy. Lame."
"You weren't complaining last time," Yamapi sing-songed as he cuffed Ryo to the bed.
Ryo laid there in anticipation, the blindfold tightly wrapped around his head - a little too tightly, he may have gone a little too far in the tying. The handcuffs grated against his skin and he had half a mind to ask Yamapi to at least loosen it a little before he felt something against his skin. Something tickled at his neck, tracing a path from his chin and down, against his Adam's apple before it disappeared with the interference of clothes. He bit his lip, so as not to ask what the hell was going on.
Hands were on the sides of his shirt and soon, he could feel cool air hit his stomach and it didn't take long for him to determine what had happened. But then the tickling feeling comes back, only this time, Yamapi was tracing up his stomach - Ryo shivered and he could hear Yamapi's low laugh.
"I take it back. You're not lame," Ryo amended. "You're a jackass who takes way too long."
"I'm a jackass who likes sexual tension," Yamapi corrected and Ryo didn't even need to see with his own two eyes that Yamapi was smirking. But then, Ryo felt warm air on his stomach and he sucked in a breath before he felt Yamapi's lips on his skin.
Yamapi's fingers clung to his side, inching up his shirt slowly as he trailed kisses up Ryo's belly. Ryo felt a sliver of electricity shoot through his spine as he tried to steady his breathing. "You are fucking lucky these handcuffs are on," Ryo hissed.
"You know, I'd believe you if you weren't so happy," Yamapi teased, lifting his head up to lean his chin against Ryo's chest as he pressed one hand against Ryo's erection on top of all his jeans.
Ryo cursed loudly.
"Now, Ryo! That's not words an idol should be saying!" Yamapi mocked, aghast. "I think someone should be teaching you a lesson."
"If that lesson involves your pretty little clean hand inside my pants giving me a hand job, I'm all for it," Ryo retorted shakily, thrusting his hips against Yamapi's hands. Yamapi laughed and suddenly, Ryo could feel breath against the side of his jaw. "Pi, seriously," Ryo snapped. "Stop fucking with me."
"That's half the fun though," Yamapi murmured into his ear, his tongue darting out to lick along the rim of Ryo's ear. Ryo tilted his head away but that only made Yamapi more insistent as he held Ryo's head still with his hands, removing the one from Ryo's crotch, and started to place kisses starting right under Ryo's ear and following Ryo's jawline.
"I hate you," Ryo snapped breathlessly.
"Again, I'd believe you, but your body's sending different messages. Maybe you should get that fixed." Yamapi laughed, before planting a kiss against Ryo's lips tenderly, almost faintly to Ryo's aggravation.
"I swear," Ryo said against Yamapi's lips, "that if you don't move things faster, I do still have legs to make you do your job." He wrapped one leg around Yamapi's waist, rubbing his groin against Yamapi's body - relishing in the feeling of friction.
"Now you know how I feel when you play that game," Yamapi teased before he pressed his lips harder against Ryo's, his hand once again moving down, brushing past a nipple teasingly before slipping into Ryo's un-buttoned pants; he didn't even know when Yamapi had had the time to do that. Yamapi traced the bottom of Ryo's lip with his tongue before poking, asking to be let in - as though he needed to ask. Ryo opened his mouth happily and willingly - allowing Yamapi to slip his tongue inside and Ryo to taste that mint he'd been sucking on a few minutes ago. Yamapi teased the tip of Ryo's erection with this thumb, his other fingers curled around Ryo's cock. Ryo whimpered into Yamapi's mouth.
"Was that a whimper?" Yamapi asked breathlessly, pulling back from Ryo.
Ryo hissed as Yamapi's thumb played with the tip again. "I'll say yes only if you move that hand."
"Begging? I didn't know anything could reduce you to that," Yamapi laughed, starting to stroke his hand back and forth.
Ryo refrained from replying - although he wouldn't have been able too as he thrust his hips forward, trying to speed up Yamapi's pace as Yamapi left light kisses all around Ryo's face, jaw, neck and steadily moving downwards. Suddenly, Yamapi's hand was no longer on his cock and Ryo cursed again. "God, Ryo. We're not pirates. No need for a potty mouth," Yamapi said lightly although the quiver in his voice said much more than his words did. Ryo felt cool air hit his erection as Yamapi pulled his pants and briefs down to his knees. He had no time to even shiver from the cold air before a warm mouth took in his erection; all the blood in his body rushed to his cock and the breath was knocked out of his lungs. His hands itched to wrap themselves in Yamapi's hair, tug at them as Yamapi did that thing with his tongue and teased him with teeth and lips. Ryo's back arched off the bed and his head hit the headboard, but he didn't care as this warmth spread through his body, centering in one area.
Not long after that, Ryo climaxed, Yamapi's name on his lips - almost screaming it and panting heavily afterward, his forehead gleaming with sweat. His hair stuck awkwardly to the back of his neck and in some random style against his forehead.
"You were saying about lame?" Yamapi asked before leaning over and removing Ryo's blindfold. Ryo blinked into bright lights and an even brighter smile.
"Fuck off," Ryo snapped.
"I sucked you off. Close enough if you ask me." Ryo only glared as Yamapi smirked back; maybe the handcuffs weren't too bad an idea.