Multi-chapter | Faraway | chapter 3
Title: Faraway
Author: kyu_x
Beta: lovekame02
Main pairing(s): Akame
Side Pairing(s): Jin/Naka Riisa, RyoKame
Banner: kawaiikame
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Previous chapters: Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |
Summary: Two super idols, full of themselves. They are the best of the best, the most loved upon Japan. The two of them shared past, but separated and never got along after that. What if they’re forced to be together for 6 months to film a drama?
Faraway
Chapter Three - “Back in time”
The water runs down through Jin’s hair, dripping all the way down to floor of the shower. He leaned on the wall with his hands, head between them. Jin watched the water dripping from his both sides. What the hell was that dream all about? So he was in love with Kazuya? But still left him alone? How was he supposed to think about that? And then there was the text.
Don’t like being the third wheel.
If Jin didn’t know what to think of the dream, he was sure as hell he had no idea what the fuck to do with the text. He ended up falling asleep so he didn’t answer into it. Kazuya saw them? Jin sighed. He wished Kazuya understood it was only for the paparazzi. Jin saw the paparazzi, smiled at Riisa in the way she would notice the paparazzi, then leaned in and gave a quick kiss on her lips. Like it was a secret or something. It seems that Kazuya saw that.
Getting off the shower, Jin walked straight to his kitchen wearing only a towel. When he heard the doorbell ringing, he had to wonder who the hell it could be at this hour of the day. “Hm?” Jin got that he had no idea what time was. He checked the clock. 11AM. “Holy shit!” he ran to the door, opened it and saw Kazuya standing there. “I know I’m late! Give me 5 minutes!” he said in
panic showing his palm. Then he turned around and stopped. “Eh?” he turned back to Kazuya. “What are you doing here?” Wait. What was this? Kazuya at his door. Déjà vu? Was the dream telling him to prepare for this?
“As you weren’t at work when you were supposed to,” Kazuya looked his watch. “Which was 4 hours ago, for your information.” he took a deep breath not to burst into flames and rip Jin’s lungs out. “The director told me to pick you up and take you to the photo shoot which starts at 12PM.”
“Oh.” Jin looked at Kazuya. “Come in, I’ll change and we can leave.”
Kazuya stepped in looking around. It’s been quite some time since he last was there, but he felt like nothing had changed inside the house. Everything was exactly where they were a year ago. When he was watching Jin walking in front of him, it was the first time he actually noticed that only thing Jin was wearing was towel.
“Hey, Kazuya?” Kazuya heard Jin calling him out from his bedroom.
“Yes?”
“How did we became like this?” Jin walked to Kazuya wearing loose jeans and a black t-shirt.
“Are you drunk?” Kazuya looked at him. What was he talking about?
“I mean, I can’t even remember how we became like this,” he said sitting down making a direct eye contact. “But I haven’t forgotten how we used to be.”
“Maybe it’s better if we’ll just see at the shoot.” Kazuya said, turning his back to Jin and leaving the house.
“Kazuya-” Jin sighed as he didn’t have time to say ‘wait’.
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The photo shoot went well. Riisa had to leave a bit earlier than the boys, but in the end, the whole day went well. They had different shoots, shoots together, interviews and all sort of glamorous life of an idol.
Kazuya managed to avoid Jin’s eyes the whole day, and Jin seemed to notice that because after their day was over, Jin walked up to Kazuya. “Are you avoiding me?” as Kazuya didn’t give a proper answer, Jin grabbed his shoulder. “Come on, I’m trying to get along here.”
Kazuya walked away and Jin followed him breaking into small jog. “Kame, listen to me-” Jin grabbed Kazuya’s hand making him spin around.
“No, you listen to me Akanishi. You leave me alone, you’re worthless to me, you’re incredibly stupid and I don’t want you near me.” Kazuya looked at Jin, pissed off as hell.
Jin just looked at Kazuya. That actually hurt. “Fine.” Jin said leaving the photo shoot. Kazuya was going to pay for that.
15 minutes later Kazuya walked on the hallways. “Where is it? Where is it? I just had it! Crap crap crap. They’re gonna be mad.” Kazuya grumbled as he frantically swept the empty hallway looking for the jacket of his character. “How can I lose a jacket?!”
Kazuya looked around the dressing room, make up room, everywhere he had been that day. Kazuya was on his way to out to check if he left it when he was smoking on the break. “Looking for this?” he heard a familiar, maybe a little too familiar voice. Turning around he saw Jin leaning against the wall, holding the jacket with his finger.
“Jin.” Kazuya’s voice took on a note of desperation and he knew very well that pleading. “Jin, please give it back to me. I need it tomorrow when we shoot the first scene and I wanted to do a little something to it. You know I want to add my characters’ costumes something of my own.”
“Come and get it, cowboy.” Jin smirked. It was time for Kazuya to learn a lesson. No one messed with Akanishi Jin that way. Nobody called him worthless. With a small ‘tch’ sound Kazuya stepped closer. Jin’s smirk grew by every step Kazuya took. Kazuya knew that Jin wasn’t going to just give it to him. He needed to something to get it, like buy him food or something.
Kazuya stopped in front of Jin handing out his hand in case Jin was on a good mood and decided to just give the damn jacket. When Jin didn’t move, Kazuya moved his hand closer to grab the jacket but before he got the grab of it, Jin lifted it up with his hand. Kazuya wasn’t that much shorter than Jin, but he was shorter enough not to reach the jacket. “Jin!”
“So now it’s Jin, huh?” Jin said, looking furious. Kazuya really hurt his feelings.
“I shouldn’t have said that. I’m sorry, okay?” Kazuya leaned on his hips. “Just give the damn jacket to me.”
“Tch, tch, tch. Not so fast, love.” he felt like teasing Kazuya just a little bit more. After all, Kazuya deserved it. “I said; Come and get it.”
Kazuya turned his back to Jin and started to walk. Jin raised his eyebrows. Kazuya was going to give up? Or did he think that Jin would just give to him if Kazuya played a little drama queen for a while. Oh, please. After few metres, Kazuya turned back to Jin and ran to him trying to reach the jacket again, but failed. He jumped and wrapped his legs around Jin’s waist trying to pull his hand down with his other hand while trying to grab the jacket with his other. He got the grab of the jacket, but pulled it so hard they landed on the floor.
“Ouch.” Jin opened his eyes noticing Kazuya sitting on top of him, glaring at him. He flipped them over, laying all his weight on the smaller one. A flash of desire hit the bottom of Kazuya’s stomach and echoed throughout his body.
“Get up or I swear I’ll punch you.” he said before he noticed Jin’s hand touching his waist. “W-what are you doing?” Kazuya eyes screwed shut, lip still between teeth as one of Jin’s hands travelled from his waist underneath his shirt to pinch his nipple and Kazuya’s mouth dropped open in a silent scream. He couldn't believe this was happening! “S-stop!”
“It’s okay.” Jin leaned closer just enough to whisper into Kazuya’s ear: “Just touching a little.” Biting his lower lip, Jin reached down to fumble with the buttons on Kazuya’s fly. “God, I wanna taste you,” Jin mumbled.
“What’s gotten into you?” Kazuya wasn’t sure if Jin was high or something, but this was not okay. This was wrong anyway you think of it. Kazuya wanted to tell Jin that, but he didn't even get there, because Jin ducked his head down and mouthed at the hard outline of Kazuya’s dick. Kazuya was fine with Jin seeing his dick, no problem. Wasn’t the first time, but starting to give him a blowjob, after all that had happened between them, in the hallway of their studio was not okay.
“Mmm,” Jin groaned, sucking over the head of Kazuya’s dick. The vibration made Kazuya groan, his hips bucking forward, and Jin made an approving noise. Jin lifted his eyes, ‘the eyes’ on Kazuya’s face breathlessly. “Do you wanna fuck my face?”
“Do I-” Kazuya says, breaking off with a groan when Jin didn’t wait for an answer and leaned back in, sucking Kazuya’s dick into his mouth. Jin’s not wasting any time, just sinking his mouth lower and lower like he couldn't get enough until Kazuya felt his dick hit the back of Jin’s throat and then he kept going, holy shit.
Jin moaned, swallowing even as Kazuya’s dick slided in and out of his mouth, and Kazuya tried to hold back but he couldn't help it, his hips jerking forward roughly. Kazuya wanted to stop. He really did. Because it was Jin doing this. But that’s the exact reason he also wanted to keep going. Jin was always good at blowjobs. That’s why Kazuya always doubted Jin’s straightness. He took a deep breath, knowing he would regret this later. The grabbed Jin’s hair and lifted him up leaning in for a kiss.
Kazuya was sitting on the floor, Jin sitting on top of him, kissing deeply. If anyone saw this, oh man. It seemed that Jin had the same thoughts cause without breaking the kiss, he lifted Kazuya in to his arms which made him automatically wrap his legs around Jin’s waist as Jin walked to the closest room, opened the door and made sure it was locked after getting in. Jin placed Kazuya on the edge of the table pulling his jeans fully on the floor before rising on his crotch. Kazuya was getting close, Jin could feel it on the way his hips starting to jerk forward rough and unsteady, and he's about a second away from coming when Jin suddenly pulled back and Kazuya’s left thrusting into the air, confused.
“Not yet,” Jin rasped, wiping the spit off of his mouth and chin. It's pretty hot how rough his voice was, how hard his dick was straining in his pants when Kazuya looked down between them.
Of all the times, Jin decided to tease now?! Kazuya could see from Jin’s eyes what he wanted. With a small smile, Kazuya leaned closer to pump their lips together. Biting gently Jin’s upper lip, Kazuya opened his eyes. “You’re saying you want o be inside me before you allow me to come?” he whispered.
Licking his lips, Jin could feel inch of Kazuya’s lips. A small smirk formed into his face as he leaned in. After all, Kazuya knew him very well. To Jin’s surprise Kazuya leaned back. Jin looked at Kazuya smirking at him. “You can look, but not touch.” biting his lip Kazuya’s hand travelled from Jin’s shoulders to lower. Through his stomach Kazuya caressed Jin’s thigh noticing that he had hit the spot. Jin closed his eyes and moaned out loud. Kazuya’s eyes were locked on Jin’s as he started to unblock Jin’s belt. Jin wasn’t the only one with ability to tease. After opening Jin’s belt, his jeans fell on the floor. Kazuya pulled Jin from his hair. “Let’s go rough tonight.”
Jin smirked. “You kinky son of a bitch.” he pulled a condom and rolled it over his already erected member. He sounded so rough and manly, but inside there was just a caring lover. And Kazuya knew that very well. “Are you sure you don't need, like, fingers first or something?” he ended up asking.
“Just your cock.” Kazuya gasped and Jin took a deep breath and squeezed at the base of his dick, lining up with Kazuya and rubbing Kazuya’s hip as he started to push. He wanted to be careful, no matter how rough Kazuya wanted it. It had been so long since he had done this to a guy. He didn’t want to hurt Kazuya. Kazuya groaned, low and needy in a way Jin’s never even heard in porn, and finally Jin’s dick sank inside and holy shit. Kazuya’s not just tight, he’s hot and just slick enough that Jin could keep pressing in and he's squeezing, making Jin lean over Kazuya’s back and try to catch his breath.
“Kazu,” Jin breathed into Kazuya’s ear in a way that made Kazuya feel like crying for all the pleasure. “Your ass,” Jin moans when he's finally pressed deep inside. “I can't-”
“No, trust me, you can.” Kazuya smiled, and then he's not squeezing down quite so hard so that Jin felt less like he's going to actually die from how good it feels. “Just fuck me. Come on, I can take it.”
That’s right. Even though Jin hadn’t done this in a long time, that didn’t mean that it was so for Kazuya. Of course Kazuya had had sex with guys, probably lots of them. After all he was hot and cute and gorgeous and everything you could ever want from someone to hook up with. “Yeah, I'm starting to see that.” Jin said, gripping Kazuya’s hips with both hands now and starting to pull back and thrust forward, moving slow so they could both get used to it and so Jin didn't come in, like, three seconds.
“Yes, yes, please, harder-” Kazuya moaned, as he leaned in the table, standing in front of it now and legs sliding even farther apart. He squeezed around Jin when Jin’s pressed in deep like he's trying to keep Jin inside or something.
“You look so good, Kazu, just taking it.” Jin said, flushing a little once it's out of his mouth and he realized how it sounded. Kazuya didn't seem to mind, though. He just started to push back with Jin’s thrusts, moaning louder when Jin dig his fingers hard into Kazuya’s hips.
“Shh, quit being so loud,” Jin said after a few seconds, leaning back down over Kazuya’s body. Kazuya’s knees were spread so far that he just sank down on the table, ass still raised while Jin fucked him. Jin pressed himself down over Kazuya’s body, pushing Kazuya into the table, and when his mouth was by Kazuya’s ear, he said, “You don't want anyone to hear us, do you?” He's hoping it worked and didn't just freak Kazuya out, and he got his answer when Kazuya squeezed around him so tightly that Jin nearly came. “Holy shit, you do, don't you?” Jin gasped against his ear, snapping his hips forward. “You want someone to hear or see us.” Jin said, scooting closer on his knees and tilting Kazuya’s hips up with his hands so he could get deeper. Kazuya moaned, reaching back and grabbing onto Jin’s hip.
“Right there,” Kazuya gasped lifting his head up so Jin could hear him. “Right there, Jin, fuck, right there, harder.” moaning loudly, Jin closed his eyes and smiled to the thought of him making Kazuya feel this pleasured. Soon Kazuya came with a shout, burying his face back into his arms as he groaned and whined making all kinds of sounds that Jin couldn't think about at the moment because Kazuya was clenching around Jin’s dick, over and over, almost enough to make Jin come. Jin tried to pull out, though, not sure if Kazuya wanted to keep going now that he's come, but Kazuya reached back and grabs at Jin’s ass, keeping him close inside and still squeezing, fuck.
“Stay, Jin, please keep fucking me, please,” Kazuya whined, and Jin had no idea how to take that. Did Kazuya mean the current moment, or the current life situation? Did Kazuya want him to fuck him again? Jin grabbed Kazuya’s hands where they're grabbing at Jin’s hips anyway, pinning them down to Kazuya’s sides so he couldn't move.
Jin finally felt his stomach twist up, feeling that familiar heat that means he's about to come, but when he said, “Fuck, yes, so close Kazuya.” His dick slided out of Kazuya and Jin groaned, starting to get tired of Kazuya pushing him away every time he wanted to come.
“What the hell?” Jin asked as Kazuya flopped over onto his back and stared up at Jin.
“On me,” Kazuya gasped his face flushed and red. “Come on me, on my stomach, all over me,” he said, arching up under Jin.
“I- yeah, okay,” Jin said, hurriedly stripping the condom off and tossing it in the direction of the trashcan. He felt a little weird, kneeling over Kazuya like this, but Kazuya looked so far gone underneath him, pupils blown and mouth dropped open, his hair all messed up and his forehead beaded in sweat. Jin’s eyes trailed down and then he couldn't stop staring between Kazuya’s legs where he's shining wetly and still a little open from Jin’s dick, fuck. Jin started to think about it, about sliding his fingers inside of Kazuya while he's still loose and open.
“Fuck, fuck,” Jin gasped out, hunched over and stroking himself until he's finished coming. Jin already had three fingers brushing down between Kazuya’s legs, over his hole, when he said, “Hey, do you want me to-”
“Jin,” Kazuya said, face flushed. “Please.” he moaned, arching his hips up high off the table as Jin pressed three fingers in all at once, watching the way Kazuya open up around them, they slided in easy even though Kazuya’s squeezing down hard again. Kazuya brought his free hand up, dropping it to his stomach and starting to rub at Jin’s come on his skin. It took Jin a second before he realized that Kazuya’s rubbing his come into his skin, that's so hot that Jin’s dick twitched kind of painfully, so soon after coming.
Kazuya groaned and pushed back onto Jin’s fingers, and even though Jin is barely fucking him with his fingers, more like just rubbing hard inside. “Mmm,” Kazuya said after a second, reaching for his hand and sucking at the side of it, licking Jin’s come off. Jin’s dick twitched again, and he's pretty sure it's actually starting to get hard again, so soon that it ached a little. “You can take your fingers out now.” Kazuya said, smirking up at Jin.
“Oh, yeah,” Jin said, pulling his fingers out slowly and wiping them on Kazuya’s thigh. He figured Kazuya’s kind of covered in come anyway so it won't matter. They were both breathing heavily, arms intertwined as they laid down next to each others on the floor, on top of their clothes. Kazuya looked into Jin’s eyes, waiting for the inevitable backlash. Instead he saw satisfaction. Kazuya did not like the fact that Jin’s eyes were dazzling, just like the old times. It was those eyes, those eyes that made Kazuya really see the real Jin for the first time.
Jin’s not exactly sure what to do now, like if he should be trying to, like, cuddle Kazuya? “Come here.” Jin smiled at Kazuya who nuzzled a little closer as Jin reached an arm around him. Suddenly he heard a gentle sniff from Kazuya. He looked down to see Kazuya fighting back tears. “Are you okay? D-did I hurt you?”
“No,” Kazuya shook his head turning on his back, but still looking at Jin. “You were amazing. But this shouldn’t have happened.” Kazuya moved his eyes into the ceiling pulling his hair back as his hand ran through his hair.
TO BE CONTINUED
