Fanfiction: Clean (Oneshot)
Title: Clean
Fandom: Dir en grey
Pairings: KaoruxToshiya
Rating: NC17
Spoilers/Warnings: Smex and kink
Prompt: (#4) The Thrill of the Forbidden from 30_lemons, table found here
Disclaimers: I don’t own them, I’m not implying any of this is true, God isn’t that nice to me.
Summary: Kaoru’s annoying habits concerning his facial hair have been getting on his boyfriend Toshiya’s nerves for a while. But when the bassist suggests Kaoru does something about it, did he bite off more than he could chew?
A/N: Yet another of my Ten Lemons for Ten Pairings series inspired by the 30_lemons challenge. One of my oldest and most loved bands this time, Dir en grey along with one of my fave pairings ever. Surprisingly I've not written that much fanfiction on them, but this idea in particular I've had for a very long time, so it was great to be able to write it ^^ please enjoy and comments are love.
***
Scritch, scritch.
Toshiya’s eyes narrowed as he lowered his paper a fraction so he could shoot a glare at his lover who was sitting across from him. But Kaoru was oblivious to the daggers that the younger man was sending his way, as he himself was absorbed in his own newspaper.
For most couples, the usual morning routine of having breakfast and going through the Sunday broadsheet was just that…routine. But given how rare it was that they got a day off from touring and recording, Toshiya had come to treasure every opportunity that he and Kaoru had to indulge in it.
The bassist didn't even mind the rest of Dir en grey calling them an ‘old married couple’ because of this. Why should he when he and Kaoru had been going out for more than the half of the band’s lifespan?
Today had been particularly idyllic, with the sun streaming through the small windows of their kitchen. The lingering smell of the vinegar water used to poach their eggs wafting through the room interspersing with the scent of fresh brewed coffee and bread from the convenience store.
It was Toshiya’s idea of bliss quite frankly.
Hence why he didn't appreciate his peaceful morning read of the sports section being constantly interrupted by Kaoru’s damn incessant scratching of his five o’clock shadow.
Toshiya frowned as he watched Kaoru absentmindedly run the back of his hand across the tuft of hair at the base of his chin before reaching for his coffee cup. Kaoru had kept that patch of hair there for as long as Toshiya could remember, so much so that he couldn't recall when the guitarist had been completely clean-shaven.
Probably around the same time Toshiya had blue hair and wore fake plastic breasts.
And for most part, Toshiya didn't mind the facial hair. Certainly he had dabbled with the look himself, and he did enjoy the slight tickle on his balls when Kaoru went down on him.
But what Toshiya couldn't stand was Kaoru’s damn stubble. He could just about deal with a moustache, but when they had a few days break, Kaoru had a tendency to abandon his razor. And like all new hair growth, it must have itched, hence the scratching.
And it drove Toshiya absolutely up the wall.
Scritch, scritch.
“All right, that is it!” Toshiya exclaimed as he stood up and threw his paper down with a pronounced ‘thwap’ causing the cutlery on the table to rattle. That definitely caught Kaoru’s attention, as he looked up at his taller lover with a surprised look on his face.
“What’s wrong Totchi?” Kaoru asked confused as he scratched his cheek. Toshiya’s lips set in a thin line at the irritating gesture.
“That is what’s wrong Kaoru. Your damn scratching! You have any idea how annoying it is to hear your nails every other minute? I can’t bloody concentrate with you pawing at yourself like you have lice or something,” Toshiya said, trying to sound fierce only for the effect to be undone as his mouth habitually curved into a pout.
It was that which made Kaoru blink a little at first and then let out a small laugh, which just made Toshiya even madder.
“Don’t laugh at me Kaoru! I am being serious here, the sound is so bloody irritating like you wouldn't believe,” Toshiya said as he sat down in a huff.
Realising that his lover was genuinely annoyed, Kaoru suppressed another smile as he reached over to pat Toshiya on the knee.
“Sorry for laughing babe, but this has to be the first time I’ve heard you complaining about my facial hair. Especially since we’ve been living together for years,” Kaoru said, trying to placate him as he ran his hand up and down Toshiya’s thigh. But Toshiya wouldn't be so easily pacified, even as it dawned on him how silly his behaviour was.
“You know I don't mind it Kaoru, in fact you know I find it sexy. But its just, we haven’t had a morning like this in ages, and the noise just got to me I guess,” Toshiya said as he crossed his arms.
To anyone else it would have sounded trivial, but Kaoru knew what Toshiya was getting at and nodded understandingly.
“I guess, I have been neglecting to shave these past few days,” Kaoru said sheepishly as he ran his thumb over his top lip. Toshiya nodded and stood up while pulling up the hem of his t-shirt.
“And at least you don't have to deal with chafing. Look at this!” Toshiya said as he pointed at several reddish stubble burns on his stomach. But the gesture had the decidedly opposite effect on Kaoru, who felt a spark of lust in his belly at the marks he had left on his lover’s pale skin.
Reaching out, he pulled Toshiya closer by the hem of his boxers so he could kiss the irritated spots. Toshiya’s pulse quickened as he felt Kaoru’s warm damp lips soothe and caress the inflamed skin.
“There, is that better?” Kaoru asked softly as he lay his head on Toshiya’s stomach and letting it rise and fall with his breathing. Toshiya shot Kaoru a withering look at his attempt to smooth his ruffled feathers.
“Don’t try and change the subject Kaoru, come on, you have to do something about it,” Toshiya chastised as he grabbed a handful of the guitarist’s dark hair and jerked his head up. But his eyes lit up as inspiration suddenly struck.
“Tell you what, you promise to keep the stubble at bay for the next few days and I will shave you, how does that sound?” Toshiya suggested with a smirk.
“You…shave…me?” Kaoru said, his tone showing that he was clearly not amused with Toshiya’s idea. Toshiya had wonderfully deft fingers when it came to his bass or Kaoru’s cock, but the older man wasn't sure he wanted to sport razor cuts for the next few weeks.
“You know, like in one of those old fashioned barber shops! You’ve got that shaver kit the airline gave us last time, with the brush and fancy ass shaving cream. We can drag a chair into the bathroom and you can just sit back and let me do all the work,” Toshiya said he warmed up to the idea.
When Kaoru’s face still bore a trace of doubt, the bassist decided to switch to a different tack and promptly straddled his lover and kissed him on the nose.
“Come on Kaoru, it will be fun,” Toshiya cajoled as he peppered the older man’s cheek with brief kisses. “You trust me don't you? You know I won’t hurt you…well, unless you ask me to,” the bassist said with a boyish smirk.
Kaoru had to smile in return at his lover’s behaviour. It never failed to amaze him that even after they had been together for more than half a decade that Toshiya could make him forget that he was pushing forty. That with just one gesture, it could transport Kaoru back to a time when they were just starting out and he had fallen head over heels for the bassist.
And that even after a failed marriage on Kaoru’s part, and several serious relationships on Toshiya’s, he still loved him so much it made his heart ache.
“Fine, you win Totchi, you always do,” Kaoru said with a resigned sigh, but his lips still curved upwards. But in a gesture too quick to catch, Kaoru pulled Toshiya closer by the back of his neck, which made the younger man startle.
“But, you do realise that everything comes with a price right?” Kaoru whispered into his ear, causing an audible shiver to run through Toshiya’s body. But knowing Kaoru as well as he did, Toshiya just brushed off the threat.
“Sure, sure. I’ll be on my guard in the bedroom then,” Toshiya said flippantly into Kaoru’s neck, which made him miss the dark look that flickered across the guitarist’s eyes. Which was just as well, because if Toshiya had, he would have thought twice about his offer to shave Kaoru.
“Tell you what, why don't you set everything up and I will take a quick shower,” Kaoru said, his tone perfectly level as he patted Toshiya on the shoulder.
Toshiya nodded and practically skipped into the bedroom in search of the shaving kit, leaving Kaoru to finish his coffee, the lip of his cup hiding the sly smirk he was sporting.
***
“Are you ready Kaoru?” Toshiya asked as he knocked on the door to their bathroom.
“Yup, come in Toshiya.”
Toshiya gingerly pushed the door open with knee as his hands were full of shaving paraphernalia, his left hand clutching a heavy silver razor while his right held the pearl handled shaving brush.
Kaoru was already seated in the chair that Toshiya had brought in from the kitchen earlier, clad in just a towel as he ran a hand through his water-slicked hair. Little beads of water were still clinging to his sharp cheekbones and nipples, as well as on the hair on his chin.
Toshiya gingerly placed the razor and brush next to the pot of cream on the sink counter. Unscrewing the lid, Toshiya took an appreciative sniff, liking the smell of lemon balm and basil.
“Right, first thing is for me to wipe your face with a hot towel apparently,” Toshiya told Kaoru as he stoppered the sink and filled it with warm water, the steam fogging the mirror even further. Toshiya absently wiped the mirror down so he could get a better look when standing behind his lover, the last thing he wanted was a messy, bloody accident.
Kaoru barely got a warning before Toshiya tossed the warm towel on his face, filling his nose with eucalyptus vapours. He had to give it to Toshiya, when he wanted to do something, he never did it halfway.
“Just relax Kaoru, this is apparently works to loosen the hair or something,” Toshiya said as he skimmed the booklet that the shaving kit came with.
As hard it was, Kaoru obediently took a deep breath and instantly felt his shoulders relax as the medicinal smell infused his pores. When Toshiya removed the towel, Kaoru caught a glimpse of his flushed face in the mirror.
The guitarist slumped further into the chair, placing his head comfortably on the slight headrest as Toshiya wrapped a towel around his neck and secured it with a hairclip. He then carefully closed the lid of the toilet and placed a glass of water on the flat surface.
“Now with that done, the cream,” Toshiya muttered as he placed a dollop in the palm of his hand and started lathering. “What you want taken off Kaoru?”
“Everything except the chin Toshiya,” Kaoru said he tipped his head back. Toshiya nodded as he dipped the soft badger hair bristles into the whipped mass and applied it to Kaoru’s chin in a circular motion.
Soon the lower part of Kaoru’s face was covered in white as Toshiya diligently applied the cream to the older man’s upper lip and down his neck.
So far so good, but Kaoru felt his throat dry a little when Toshiya picked up the razor, the sharp edge glinting in the bathroom light.
“If you cut me Toshiya, so help me…”
“I will if you don't shut up, so just relax Kaoru,” Toshiya ordered as he stood behind his boyfriend, trying hard not to let his nervousness show. Mentally crossing his fingers for good luck, Toshiya gingerly pressed the blade to Kaoru’s cheek and moved in a downward motion.
He breathed easier when he saw the razor cut a swath through the cream, leaving behind clean unbroken skin. Tapping the razor in the water, Toshiya wiped the blade clean before starting on another patch. Soon Kaoru’s right jaw was completely clean and hair free, causing Toshiya to look down with a satisfied expression on his face.
“There, this is not so bad, is it Kaoru,” Toshiya said as he started working on the other side.
Kaoru had to agree that it wasn't as unpleasant as he imagined. It was still disconcerting to feel the faintest whisper of steel every time Toshiya pressed the razor to his skin after being so used to plastic, but when it was done, his flesh felt pleasantly tender and sensitive.
In fact, the more Toshiya removed the hair, the more Kaoru felt his every touch. The bassist’s calloused fingertips felt even more pronounced, the hardened ridges of skin leaving faint prickles of heat.
And when Toshiya paused to clean the razor, Kaoru became aware of his slowly hardening cock rubbing against the terry cloth of the towel. He wondered if he was the only one feeling that way until he caught the faintest hint of a bulge in Toshiya’s boxer shorts.
When he judged it safe, Kaoru reached out and rubbed his knuckles along the back of Toshiya’s thighs, up and down until he finally cupped his arse. Although it was faint, Kaoru could just about hear Toshiya’s breath catch a little.
“Tip your head back baby,” Toshiya said quietly as he turned around.
“Sure Totchi,” Kaoru replied, the huskiness in his voice making it clear what Toshiya’s touches were doing to him. Even if it wasn't, the rest of Kaoru’s body had taken on a deep flush, making his multitude of tattoos stand out even more starkly.
As Kaoru leaned back so that the back of his head was pressed against the lower part of Toshiya’s stomach, he could smell the faintest trace of clean sweat and cotton sheets. Toshiya affectionately brushed Kaoru’s semi-dried hair from his face, letting the silky locks slip through his fingers in order to have a better view.
He then placed a hand on Kaoru’s shoulder to steady him as he started from the base of his neck up to his jaw, the almost silent ‘snickt’ of the razor accompanying the falling patches of foam.
During this time, Kaoru had kept his eyes closed but finally curiousity got the better of him and he opened them to come face-to-face with the underside of Toshiya’s jawbone as the bassist continued to labour over him.
Kaoru watched in fascination at the hollow at the base of Toshiya’s throat, watched the skin almost imperceptibly flutter, the action so delicate among the sharp angles of his collarbone.
Training his eyes further upwards, Kaoru had to smile at the intense expression of concentration on his lover’s face. How it made his brow furrow and a small flash of teeth as he bit the inside of his lip.
“What are you grinning about baby?” Toshiya said under his breath as he cleaned up the left side of Kaoru’s neck and then held the razor aloft so the older man could speak.
“Nothing,” Kaoru said with a slight shake of his head. “Are you almost done Toshiya?”
“Just about, just the bit around your Adam’s apple and we are done!” Toshiya said with audible relief. “You might not realise it Kaoru, but this is bloody hard on the back, so I hope you appreciate it.”
Kaoru rolled his eyes as he leaned back once again, muttering that it wasn't exactly his idea to begin with.
“Hush, this is the hardest part apparently,” Toshiya warned as he drew the blade slowly across the prominent bump. Given that the razor edge was straighter compared to a normal shaver, it took him a couple of swipes to remove all the hair.
All of a sudden, Toshiya became conscious of heat of Kaoru’s breath on his ear, damp and smoky, causing tingles beneath the surface of his skin. Swallowing hard, Toshiya trained back his focus on the task at hand, but found himself staring at the pulse of Kaoru’s jugular, wondering why he found it so erotic to watch the blood skip to the beat of his heart.
Toshiya then made the mistake of meeting Kaoru’s eyes, not realising that with every move he made, it made the guitarist’s gaze grow even more heated. Desire and want so clearly apparent that it made his breathing stutter and his hand falter.
The bassist’s eyes widened when he saw Kaoru wince and a sliver of red appear just below the patch of hair on his chin, the blood beading along the cut.
“Shit! Sorry sorry Kaoru!” Toshiya said as he hurriedly reached for the toilet paper. Grabbing a generous handful, he dabbed along the cut and felt pangs of guilt at the crimson stain.
“Shit, Kaoru I’m….”
“It’s okay Totchi, really,” Kaoru said, gently holding on to Toshiya’s much larger wrist as he stopped his actions. He didn't want the bassist to feel too bad about nicking him, he certainly didn't help him to keep his concentration.
And if anything, the quicksilver flash of pain didn't dull the slow boil of his arousal but heightened it.
Taking a quick look in the mirror, Kaoru saw that the cut wasn't that big and it was hidden behind his chin hair, so it couldn't really be seen.
Kaoru ran his knuckle over the cut and instinctively sucked, as Toshiya watched on, calmer now that his lover didn’t seem intent in yelling at him. In fact, Kaoru seemed more interested in running his hands over his now smooth face.
“All in all, beautiful job Totchi. Very nice, thank you,” Kaoru said appreciatively. He had to admit, it was the closest shave he ever had, minor accident aside. Toshiya smiled and got to his feet, before reaching for something else from the counter.
“Just one more thing,” Toshiya said he brandished a pair of nail scissors. With a few quick snips he trimmed Kaoru’s chin hair, making it that much neater. When he was done, Toshiya cocked his head to the side as he gave Kaoru an appraising look.
“There, much handsomer,” Toshiya said with a wink. Leaning forward he cupped Kaoru’s chin to bring him in closer for a brief kiss. As he stood up, he became conscious of how sweaty he was and wrinkled his nose.
“Now, its my turn to take a….”
But before he could finish his sentence, he felt a pair of strong hands grip his forearms stopping him in his tracks.
“Kaoru?”
“Not so fast Toshiya,” Kaoru said huskily into his ear. The guitarist turned his lover around so he was facing him and guided him towards the sink countertop. With surprising strength, Kaoru lifted the much taller man up by the waist and placed him so that his legs were dangling over the side.
“What are you playing at Kaoru?” Toshiya demanded before the guitarist silenced him with a harsh kiss, which still bore a dark coppery echo of blood. As he did, he pulled Toshiya’s tank top over his head, leaving him bare chested.
“Well, since you were nice enough to shave me,” Kaoru said as he toyed with the waistband of Toshiya’s shorts. “I figured, it would only be fair if you let me shave you.”
“But I already shaved this morning Kaoru,” Toshiya said, still confused as to where his lover was going. Kaoru shrugged and pressed a firm hand to Toshiya’s belly to keep him in place.
“I don’t think that will be a problem,” Kaoru said, as he suggestively ran a fingertip up and down the faint trail of hair that started at the base of Toshiya’s bellybutton and ran down all the way to his crotch.
“Oh,” Toshiya said softly, as understanding dawned on him. Kaoru’s smirk lengthened when he saw the glimmer of fear and excitement in Toshiya’s eyes.
Taking his hand off Toshiya, Kaoru placed a walnut sized blob of shaving cream in the lid of the jar and added a little water to it so he could build a generous lather. Kaoru then picked up the razor and took a closer at the almost lethal blade, inadvertently licking his lips.
“First things first,” Kaoru said as he took a clean towel from one of the drawers from underneath the sink and ran hot water over one of the corners. He then turned his attention back to Toshiya, who was still sitting quietly next to the sink but the way he chewed his lip told Kaoru that he was anxious.
“Keep biting your lip Totchi,” Kaoru said as he took a finger's worth of shaving cream and dabbed some on the little tuft of hair that his lover kept under his full mouth. Toshiya nodded and stilled as Kaoru applied the razor and with one swipe cut the hair clean off.
“Good, good,” Kaoru said cleaning off the excess cream with the towel before kissing the now hairless spot before moving up to Toshiya’s mouth and letting his tongue firmly stroke the roof of his lover’s palate.
“Now lift your arms for me like a good little boy,” Kaoru ordered, giving Toshiya a series of brief kisses as he washed the razor in the sink.
Nodding again, Toshiya folded his arms behind his head but his actions weren’t as meek as before. This time there was a hard look in his eyes as he unfurled his long torso, his knee suggestively bumping into Kaoru’s groin.
Kaoru didn't need Toshiya to verbalise his thoughts. As with all their games, it was always Toshiya giving Kaoru permission to proceed rather than the guitarist taking it. It also warned the older man that if he took one wrong step, Toshiya would have his head on a plate in a heartbeat.
But at this moment, Kaoru was more interested in the smattering of dark hair on Toshiya’s underarms. Like most Japanese men, Toshiya wasn’t that hairy by nature but it had been a while since they had all kept unnaturally hairless for work appearance’s sake.
When it had been an unwritten rule that any kind of hair was an aesthetic taboo.
Kaoru buried his nose in Toshiya’s underarms and took a deep appreciative breath, the light smell of musk and clean hair making him even harder. He then applied a generous handful to both sides and started shaving in quick, efficient strokes until nothing remained.
“Aren’t you going to wipe me down Kaoru?” Toshiya asked smokily as he looked down at the slivers of white decorating his arms as he kept them up and slightly arched against the mirror.
“But Toshiya, I’m not done yet,” Kaoru said as he kneeled before the bassist. “Now lift your ass for me please.”
Toshiya quirked an eyebrow at the instruction but followed it anyway, lifting himself slightly off the counter so that Kaoru could slip his boxers off and toss them to the side. At this point, Kaoru’s head was tantalisingly close to his cock and Toshiya pushed himself a little forward in hopes that his lover would get the hint.
But Kaoru ignored the blatant invite and instead quickly worked on Toshiya’s legs, covering them with cream before running the razor repeatedly upwards to reveal his slim calves.
Once that was done however, Kaoru slowed it down a notch and slowly kissed a trail from ankle to Toshiya’s inner thigh, which had the bassist panting softly.
“Now, for the final part,” Kaoru said from in-between Toshiya’s legs. Loading the brush with cream, he slathered it on the pubic hair surrounding the younger man’s dick, including the line of hair from his navel. The bristles tickled the sensitive region with almost imperceptible pinpricks causing him to shiver.
But Toshiya couldn't stop fear from flickering over his face when Kaoru stood up and ran the back of the razor slowly up and down the skin of his stomach, sensitising him to the taste of stainless steel.
“Kaoru…I’m not sure…”
“Shhh just relax babe,” Kaoru leaned over the whisper reassurances into his boyfriend’s ear, even as his fingers traced formless patterns in the shaving cream causing Toshiya to moan slightly. The lotion felt sticky and cool, contrasting sharply with the heated flesh it coated.
Kaoru’s hand was just as sticky as he pressed down on Toshiya’s stomach while telling him not to move as he started shaving, starting from the trail of hair until he reached the base of his cock.
Toshiya had to dig his nails into his palms as he fought the instinct to flinch as he felt the razor scrape across the paper-thin skin. He could feel the bite of the blade graze the surface but not enough to draw blood as the hair rapidly disappeared from around his penis.
It didn't help as more skin was bared from around his groin, Toshiya could feel Kaoru’s every breath caressing every sensitive nerve ending. The older man’s hand was now on his thigh, holding him as he worked steadily.
Toshiya slowly found himself lulled into a state of frustrated sexual arousal. The feeling of the blade so near his genitals kept him antsy and his erection in check, but Toshiya could feel the blood rush to his cock whenever Kaoru touched him with his fingers.
“Now prop your leg up Totchi,” Kaoru said, which Toshiya quickly complied, planting his foot firmly on the ceramic counter.
“More,” Kaoru growled, “I want to see everything baby, your balls, your arsehole…”
Toshiya groaned and opened up his legs as wide as he could, the head of his cock now wet from the too brief touches.
Taking another palm’s worth of cream, Kaoru gently bent Toshiya’s cock back so he could start shaving at the hair near his balls.
“Oh God Kaoru, please be careful,” Toshiya pleaded as he felt persistent tugs to his scrotum. He held his breath when Kaoru lifted and moved his balls so he could make sure that he didn't miss a spot, revealing more and more of his dusky skin.
“Almost…”
Then the blade was near his arsehole as was Kaoru’s every breath and Toshiya had to close his eyes at how exposed he felt. It was so alien to him to feel this embarrassed at having Kaoru so close to such an intimate place despite having them been together so long. But at this distance, the guitarist wouldn't have been able to miss a thing.
Toshiya’s eyes flew open in shock when Kaoru suddenly pressed a finger to his opening, the cream easing the way until he was buried to the knuckle.
“Fuck,” Toshiya cursed, his body already so sensitive that he felt the intrusion even more prominently. His cock thickened and swelled with blood and leaked even more fluid to add to the mess at his crotch.
“I’m done Totchi,” Kaoru said as he placed the razor to one side so that both his hands were free. So that he could penetrate him with another finger, twisting, stroking and thrusting until Toshiya trembled with the effort to keep his legs open.
“How does it feel?”
“It feels….it feels…”
But try as he might Toshiya couldn't put into words the riot of sensations ripping through his body. His skin felt so raw, so bare that it was almost overwhelming. It made him so needy, so horny that he literally couldn't think straight.
“Fuck me Kaoru, now…please!” was all Toshiya could say as his hands came down so that he could bury his fingers in Kaoru’s hair, desperately pushing him closer. But Kaoru had other ideas as he loosened Toshiya’s grip and fumbled with his towel.
He quickly ran his already slick hands over his cock before pressing it to Toshiya’s back entrance. Kaoru grunted with the effort it took given the awkward position, but it didn't take much more before he slid in to the hilt.
Kaoru had to pause for a moment however to catch himself as Toshiya’s body hungrily clenched around his dick. He used Toshiya’s thighs to brace himself as he started to thrust, shallowly at first, but faster and faster until he was as deep in as he could be.
Toshiya scrabbled for purchase as Kaoru pounded into him, holding on to the towel rack and sink fittings so hard that his knuckles hurt. In his reflection in the mirror, Kaoru saw his eyes darken as he watched himself fucking his lover hard.
“Too fast…Kaoru…too fast…too much,” Toshiya moaned incoherently, every slap of his newly shaved cock against his stomach sending electric jolts through his nerve endings.
It hurt, but it was unlike any hurt that Toshiya felt before because it was so good. And every brush of Kaoru’s pubic hair against his testicles had him fighting back the urge to scream.
But he damn near did when Kaoru viciously dug a fingernail into the tip of his cock, causing him to erupt streams of white spunk over his stomach. It was the quickest orgasm Toshiya had experienced in a while, but the sheer intensity had his body quivering in aftershock even after he had come.
Even though he knew it would hurt, Kaoru had to pull out. He didn't want to come, not yet. He wanted Toshiya from behind, and he wanted to make him to come again.
“Look at you, covered in spunk and cream, little slut,” Kaoru hissed as he squeezed the base of his cock to stave off his own climax. He was so hard, so close to the edge that he knew that even the briefest touch would have him ejaculating all over his lover.
“Then fuck me again Kaoru,” Toshiya challenged, even as he struggled to catch his breath. His body was so oversensitive at the moment, but Toshiya craved to feel Kaoru inside him again, knowing that it would get him hard again.
“Get in the shower, now,” Kaoru said as he helped Toshiya to his feet. His knees still weak, Toshiya stumbled into the stall and held on to the wall for balance, presenting his back to his lover, instinctively guessing that it was how Kaoru wanted to fuck.
Kaoru gave a dark grin as he reached for the flexible shower grin and flicked on the taps, causing a gush of warm water to come out of the head. Holding Toshiya by the waist, Kaoru aimed the jets at the younger man’s cock eliciting a cry. He cried out again when Kaoru pushed the nozzle closer to his genitals, the vibrations driving him into near delirium.
“Come on Kaoru, come on and just fuck me,” Toshiya said, arching his back so that he could press his ass to the guitarist’s dick.
Pushed to the brink, Kaoru dropped the showerhead and grabbed hold of Toshiya’s hipbone with one hand as the other stretched his hole to accommodate his cock. It took only one push to slide home and Kaoru gripped his lover even harder as he started to thrust.
From the onset Kaoru’s movements were rough and sloppy, betraying how close he was to climax. Toshiya pushed back to meet every thrust, so that Kaoru was as deep in as he could possibly.
“Yes, yes, yes….” Toshiya groaned as Kaoru kept screwing him, even as his hips stuttered and his thrusts became staccato. Toshiya could feel his cock harden again, every brush, every caress more prominent now that there was no hair to hinder it.
“Toshiya,” Kaoru groaned as he finally couldn't hold back, his cock pulsing inside the younger man’s body in long undulating waves. As he felt the warmth inside of him, Toshiya frantically worked on his own cock, pulling and jerking as he rushed to another climax. It only took Kaoru reaching around and helping him for Toshiya to feel that familiar kick and he came all over the tiles.
Almost instantly, Toshiya felt his knees give way and took Kaoru down with him. But thankfully the older man had the presence of mind to hold on to the bath railing so that they wouldn't hurt themselves too badly when they landed at the bottom of the tub.
Kaoru gave one final grunt and jerky thrust, before pulling out his spent cock, wincing as he did. Sated and tired, Kaoru kissed Toshiya’s shoulder blade as he rubbed affectionate circles on his stomach.
“That…was…fucking amazing Toshiya,” Kaoru breathed. But he hissed in pain when Toshiya suddenly sharply elbowed him in the ribs.
“Kaoru you stupid bastard. My balls are bloody cold now do you realise that?” Toshiya scolded, but the softness in his tone took the sting out of his words. Kaoru simply grinned into his lover’s back as he tried to soothe him by running his hand up Toshiya’s now smooth legs.
“It will grow back Totchi, no worries,” Kaoru said reassuringly.
“And when it does, it will itch like fuck. Next time let me shave your dick and see if you like how that feels,” Toshiya said, turning around so Kaoru could see his annoyed pout. Kaoru laughed and persistently kissed Toshiya on the mouth until his lips relaxed again.
“Well, I could always shave you again,” Kaoru said suggestively as stroked Toshiya’s newly bared skin. Toshiya rolled his eyes and slapped his hand away, but he could never be mad his boyfriend for long.
“As long as you promise me no more scratching Kaoru, deal?” Toshiya said flashing his familiar crooked grin.
“Deal,” Kaoru responded as he reached for the showerhead to clean them both off.
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The End
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Fandom: Dir en grey
Pairings: KaoruxToshiya
Rating: NC17
Spoilers/Warnings: Smex and kink
Prompt: (#4) The Thrill of the Forbidden from 30_lemons, table found here
Disclaimers: I don’t own them, I’m not implying any of this is true, God isn’t that nice to me.
Summary: Kaoru’s annoying habits concerning his facial hair have been getting on his boyfriend Toshiya’s nerves for a while. But when the bassist suggests Kaoru does something about it, did he bite off more than he could chew?
A/N: Yet another of my Ten Lemons for Ten Pairings series inspired by the 30_lemons challenge. One of my oldest and most loved bands this time, Dir en grey along with one of my fave pairings ever. Surprisingly I've not written that much fanfiction on them, but this idea in particular I've had for a very long time, so it was great to be able to write it ^^ please enjoy and comments are love.
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Scritch, scritch.
Toshiya’s eyes narrowed as he lowered his paper a fraction so he could shoot a glare at his lover who was sitting across from him. But Kaoru was oblivious to the daggers that the younger man was sending his way, as he himself was absorbed in his own newspaper.
For most couples, the usual morning routine of having breakfast and going through the Sunday broadsheet was just that…routine. But given how rare it was that they got a day off from touring and recording, Toshiya had come to treasure every opportunity that he and Kaoru had to indulge in it.
The bassist didn't even mind the rest of Dir en grey calling them an ‘old married couple’ because of this. Why should he when he and Kaoru had been going out for more than the half of the band’s lifespan?
Today had been particularly idyllic, with the sun streaming through the small windows of their kitchen. The lingering smell of the vinegar water used to poach their eggs wafting through the room interspersing with the scent of fresh brewed coffee and bread from the convenience store.
It was Toshiya’s idea of bliss quite frankly.
Hence why he didn't appreciate his peaceful morning read of the sports section being constantly interrupted by Kaoru’s damn incessant scratching of his five o’clock shadow.
Toshiya frowned as he watched Kaoru absentmindedly run the back of his hand across the tuft of hair at the base of his chin before reaching for his coffee cup. Kaoru had kept that patch of hair there for as long as Toshiya could remember, so much so that he couldn't recall when the guitarist had been completely clean-shaven.
Probably around the same time Toshiya had blue hair and wore fake plastic breasts.
And for most part, Toshiya didn't mind the facial hair. Certainly he had dabbled with the look himself, and he did enjoy the slight tickle on his balls when Kaoru went down on him.
But what Toshiya couldn't stand was Kaoru’s damn stubble. He could just about deal with a moustache, but when they had a few days break, Kaoru had a tendency to abandon his razor. And like all new hair growth, it must have itched, hence the scratching.
And it drove Toshiya absolutely up the wall.
Scritch, scritch.
“All right, that is it!” Toshiya exclaimed as he stood up and threw his paper down with a pronounced ‘thwap’ causing the cutlery on the table to rattle. That definitely caught Kaoru’s attention, as he looked up at his taller lover with a surprised look on his face.
“What’s wrong Totchi?” Kaoru asked confused as he scratched his cheek. Toshiya’s lips set in a thin line at the irritating gesture.
“That is what’s wrong Kaoru. Your damn scratching! You have any idea how annoying it is to hear your nails every other minute? I can’t bloody concentrate with you pawing at yourself like you have lice or something,” Toshiya said, trying to sound fierce only for the effect to be undone as his mouth habitually curved into a pout.
It was that which made Kaoru blink a little at first and then let out a small laugh, which just made Toshiya even madder.
“Don’t laugh at me Kaoru! I am being serious here, the sound is so bloody irritating like you wouldn't believe,” Toshiya said as he sat down in a huff.
Realising that his lover was genuinely annoyed, Kaoru suppressed another smile as he reached over to pat Toshiya on the knee.
“Sorry for laughing babe, but this has to be the first time I’ve heard you complaining about my facial hair. Especially since we’ve been living together for years,” Kaoru said, trying to placate him as he ran his hand up and down Toshiya’s thigh. But Toshiya wouldn't be so easily pacified, even as it dawned on him how silly his behaviour was.
“You know I don't mind it Kaoru, in fact you know I find it sexy. But its just, we haven’t had a morning like this in ages, and the noise just got to me I guess,” Toshiya said as he crossed his arms.
To anyone else it would have sounded trivial, but Kaoru knew what Toshiya was getting at and nodded understandingly.
“I guess, I have been neglecting to shave these past few days,” Kaoru said sheepishly as he ran his thumb over his top lip. Toshiya nodded and stood up while pulling up the hem of his t-shirt.
“And at least you don't have to deal with chafing. Look at this!” Toshiya said as he pointed at several reddish stubble burns on his stomach. But the gesture had the decidedly opposite effect on Kaoru, who felt a spark of lust in his belly at the marks he had left on his lover’s pale skin.
Reaching out, he pulled Toshiya closer by the hem of his boxers so he could kiss the irritated spots. Toshiya’s pulse quickened as he felt Kaoru’s warm damp lips soothe and caress the inflamed skin.
“There, is that better?” Kaoru asked softly as he lay his head on Toshiya’s stomach and letting it rise and fall with his breathing. Toshiya shot Kaoru a withering look at his attempt to smooth his ruffled feathers.
“Don’t try and change the subject Kaoru, come on, you have to do something about it,” Toshiya chastised as he grabbed a handful of the guitarist’s dark hair and jerked his head up. But his eyes lit up as inspiration suddenly struck.
“Tell you what, you promise to keep the stubble at bay for the next few days and I will shave you, how does that sound?” Toshiya suggested with a smirk.
“You…shave…me?” Kaoru said, his tone showing that he was clearly not amused with Toshiya’s idea. Toshiya had wonderfully deft fingers when it came to his bass or Kaoru’s cock, but the older man wasn't sure he wanted to sport razor cuts for the next few weeks.
“You know, like in one of those old fashioned barber shops! You’ve got that shaver kit the airline gave us last time, with the brush and fancy ass shaving cream. We can drag a chair into the bathroom and you can just sit back and let me do all the work,” Toshiya said he warmed up to the idea.
When Kaoru’s face still bore a trace of doubt, the bassist decided to switch to a different tack and promptly straddled his lover and kissed him on the nose.
“Come on Kaoru, it will be fun,” Toshiya cajoled as he peppered the older man’s cheek with brief kisses. “You trust me don't you? You know I won’t hurt you…well, unless you ask me to,” the bassist said with a boyish smirk.
Kaoru had to smile in return at his lover’s behaviour. It never failed to amaze him that even after they had been together for more than half a decade that Toshiya could make him forget that he was pushing forty. That with just one gesture, it could transport Kaoru back to a time when they were just starting out and he had fallen head over heels for the bassist.
And that even after a failed marriage on Kaoru’s part, and several serious relationships on Toshiya’s, he still loved him so much it made his heart ache.
“Fine, you win Totchi, you always do,” Kaoru said with a resigned sigh, but his lips still curved upwards. But in a gesture too quick to catch, Kaoru pulled Toshiya closer by the back of his neck, which made the younger man startle.
“But, you do realise that everything comes with a price right?” Kaoru whispered into his ear, causing an audible shiver to run through Toshiya’s body. But knowing Kaoru as well as he did, Toshiya just brushed off the threat.
“Sure, sure. I’ll be on my guard in the bedroom then,” Toshiya said flippantly into Kaoru’s neck, which made him miss the dark look that flickered across the guitarist’s eyes. Which was just as well, because if Toshiya had, he would have thought twice about his offer to shave Kaoru.
“Tell you what, why don't you set everything up and I will take a quick shower,” Kaoru said, his tone perfectly level as he patted Toshiya on the shoulder.
Toshiya nodded and practically skipped into the bedroom in search of the shaving kit, leaving Kaoru to finish his coffee, the lip of his cup hiding the sly smirk he was sporting.
***
“Are you ready Kaoru?” Toshiya asked as he knocked on the door to their bathroom.
“Yup, come in Toshiya.”
Toshiya gingerly pushed the door open with knee as his hands were full of shaving paraphernalia, his left hand clutching a heavy silver razor while his right held the pearl handled shaving brush.
Kaoru was already seated in the chair that Toshiya had brought in from the kitchen earlier, clad in just a towel as he ran a hand through his water-slicked hair. Little beads of water were still clinging to his sharp cheekbones and nipples, as well as on the hair on his chin.
Toshiya gingerly placed the razor and brush next to the pot of cream on the sink counter. Unscrewing the lid, Toshiya took an appreciative sniff, liking the smell of lemon balm and basil.
“Right, first thing is for me to wipe your face with a hot towel apparently,” Toshiya told Kaoru as he stoppered the sink and filled it with warm water, the steam fogging the mirror even further. Toshiya absently wiped the mirror down so he could get a better look when standing behind his lover, the last thing he wanted was a messy, bloody accident.
Kaoru barely got a warning before Toshiya tossed the warm towel on his face, filling his nose with eucalyptus vapours. He had to give it to Toshiya, when he wanted to do something, he never did it halfway.
“Just relax Kaoru, this is apparently works to loosen the hair or something,” Toshiya said as he skimmed the booklet that the shaving kit came with.
As hard it was, Kaoru obediently took a deep breath and instantly felt his shoulders relax as the medicinal smell infused his pores. When Toshiya removed the towel, Kaoru caught a glimpse of his flushed face in the mirror.
The guitarist slumped further into the chair, placing his head comfortably on the slight headrest as Toshiya wrapped a towel around his neck and secured it with a hairclip. He then carefully closed the lid of the toilet and placed a glass of water on the flat surface.
“Now with that done, the cream,” Toshiya muttered as he placed a dollop in the palm of his hand and started lathering. “What you want taken off Kaoru?”
“Everything except the chin Toshiya,” Kaoru said he tipped his head back. Toshiya nodded as he dipped the soft badger hair bristles into the whipped mass and applied it to Kaoru’s chin in a circular motion.
Soon the lower part of Kaoru’s face was covered in white as Toshiya diligently applied the cream to the older man’s upper lip and down his neck.
So far so good, but Kaoru felt his throat dry a little when Toshiya picked up the razor, the sharp edge glinting in the bathroom light.
“If you cut me Toshiya, so help me…”
“I will if you don't shut up, so just relax Kaoru,” Toshiya ordered as he stood behind his boyfriend, trying hard not to let his nervousness show. Mentally crossing his fingers for good luck, Toshiya gingerly pressed the blade to Kaoru’s cheek and moved in a downward motion.
He breathed easier when he saw the razor cut a swath through the cream, leaving behind clean unbroken skin. Tapping the razor in the water, Toshiya wiped the blade clean before starting on another patch. Soon Kaoru’s right jaw was completely clean and hair free, causing Toshiya to look down with a satisfied expression on his face.
“There, this is not so bad, is it Kaoru,” Toshiya said as he started working on the other side.
Kaoru had to agree that it wasn't as unpleasant as he imagined. It was still disconcerting to feel the faintest whisper of steel every time Toshiya pressed the razor to his skin after being so used to plastic, but when it was done, his flesh felt pleasantly tender and sensitive.
In fact, the more Toshiya removed the hair, the more Kaoru felt his every touch. The bassist’s calloused fingertips felt even more pronounced, the hardened ridges of skin leaving faint prickles of heat.
And when Toshiya paused to clean the razor, Kaoru became aware of his slowly hardening cock rubbing against the terry cloth of the towel. He wondered if he was the only one feeling that way until he caught the faintest hint of a bulge in Toshiya’s boxer shorts.
When he judged it safe, Kaoru reached out and rubbed his knuckles along the back of Toshiya’s thighs, up and down until he finally cupped his arse. Although it was faint, Kaoru could just about hear Toshiya’s breath catch a little.
“Tip your head back baby,” Toshiya said quietly as he turned around.
“Sure Totchi,” Kaoru replied, the huskiness in his voice making it clear what Toshiya’s touches were doing to him. Even if it wasn't, the rest of Kaoru’s body had taken on a deep flush, making his multitude of tattoos stand out even more starkly.
As Kaoru leaned back so that the back of his head was pressed against the lower part of Toshiya’s stomach, he could smell the faintest trace of clean sweat and cotton sheets. Toshiya affectionately brushed Kaoru’s semi-dried hair from his face, letting the silky locks slip through his fingers in order to have a better view.
He then placed a hand on Kaoru’s shoulder to steady him as he started from the base of his neck up to his jaw, the almost silent ‘snickt’ of the razor accompanying the falling patches of foam.
During this time, Kaoru had kept his eyes closed but finally curiousity got the better of him and he opened them to come face-to-face with the underside of Toshiya’s jawbone as the bassist continued to labour over him.
Kaoru watched in fascination at the hollow at the base of Toshiya’s throat, watched the skin almost imperceptibly flutter, the action so delicate among the sharp angles of his collarbone.
Training his eyes further upwards, Kaoru had to smile at the intense expression of concentration on his lover’s face. How it made his brow furrow and a small flash of teeth as he bit the inside of his lip.
“What are you grinning about baby?” Toshiya said under his breath as he cleaned up the left side of Kaoru’s neck and then held the razor aloft so the older man could speak.
“Nothing,” Kaoru said with a slight shake of his head. “Are you almost done Toshiya?”
“Just about, just the bit around your Adam’s apple and we are done!” Toshiya said with audible relief. “You might not realise it Kaoru, but this is bloody hard on the back, so I hope you appreciate it.”
Kaoru rolled his eyes as he leaned back once again, muttering that it wasn't exactly his idea to begin with.
“Hush, this is the hardest part apparently,” Toshiya warned as he drew the blade slowly across the prominent bump. Given that the razor edge was straighter compared to a normal shaver, it took him a couple of swipes to remove all the hair.
All of a sudden, Toshiya became conscious of heat of Kaoru’s breath on his ear, damp and smoky, causing tingles beneath the surface of his skin. Swallowing hard, Toshiya trained back his focus on the task at hand, but found himself staring at the pulse of Kaoru’s jugular, wondering why he found it so erotic to watch the blood skip to the beat of his heart.
Toshiya then made the mistake of meeting Kaoru’s eyes, not realising that with every move he made, it made the guitarist’s gaze grow even more heated. Desire and want so clearly apparent that it made his breathing stutter and his hand falter.
The bassist’s eyes widened when he saw Kaoru wince and a sliver of red appear just below the patch of hair on his chin, the blood beading along the cut.
“Shit! Sorry sorry Kaoru!” Toshiya said as he hurriedly reached for the toilet paper. Grabbing a generous handful, he dabbed along the cut and felt pangs of guilt at the crimson stain.
“Shit, Kaoru I’m….”
“It’s okay Totchi, really,” Kaoru said, gently holding on to Toshiya’s much larger wrist as he stopped his actions. He didn't want the bassist to feel too bad about nicking him, he certainly didn't help him to keep his concentration.
And if anything, the quicksilver flash of pain didn't dull the slow boil of his arousal but heightened it.
Taking a quick look in the mirror, Kaoru saw that the cut wasn't that big and it was hidden behind his chin hair, so it couldn't really be seen.
Kaoru ran his knuckle over the cut and instinctively sucked, as Toshiya watched on, calmer now that his lover didn’t seem intent in yelling at him. In fact, Kaoru seemed more interested in running his hands over his now smooth face.
“All in all, beautiful job Totchi. Very nice, thank you,” Kaoru said appreciatively. He had to admit, it was the closest shave he ever had, minor accident aside. Toshiya smiled and got to his feet, before reaching for something else from the counter.
“Just one more thing,” Toshiya said he brandished a pair of nail scissors. With a few quick snips he trimmed Kaoru’s chin hair, making it that much neater. When he was done, Toshiya cocked his head to the side as he gave Kaoru an appraising look.
“There, much handsomer,” Toshiya said with a wink. Leaning forward he cupped Kaoru’s chin to bring him in closer for a brief kiss. As he stood up, he became conscious of how sweaty he was and wrinkled his nose.
“Now, its my turn to take a….”
But before he could finish his sentence, he felt a pair of strong hands grip his forearms stopping him in his tracks.
“Kaoru?”
“Not so fast Toshiya,” Kaoru said huskily into his ear. The guitarist turned his lover around so he was facing him and guided him towards the sink countertop. With surprising strength, Kaoru lifted the much taller man up by the waist and placed him so that his legs were dangling over the side.
“What are you playing at Kaoru?” Toshiya demanded before the guitarist silenced him with a harsh kiss, which still bore a dark coppery echo of blood. As he did, he pulled Toshiya’s tank top over his head, leaving him bare chested.
“Well, since you were nice enough to shave me,” Kaoru said as he toyed with the waistband of Toshiya’s shorts. “I figured, it would only be fair if you let me shave you.”
“But I already shaved this morning Kaoru,” Toshiya said, still confused as to where his lover was going. Kaoru shrugged and pressed a firm hand to Toshiya’s belly to keep him in place.
“I don’t think that will be a problem,” Kaoru said, as he suggestively ran a fingertip up and down the faint trail of hair that started at the base of Toshiya’s bellybutton and ran down all the way to his crotch.
“Oh,” Toshiya said softly, as understanding dawned on him. Kaoru’s smirk lengthened when he saw the glimmer of fear and excitement in Toshiya’s eyes.
Taking his hand off Toshiya, Kaoru placed a walnut sized blob of shaving cream in the lid of the jar and added a little water to it so he could build a generous lather. Kaoru then picked up the razor and took a closer at the almost lethal blade, inadvertently licking his lips.
“First things first,” Kaoru said as he took a clean towel from one of the drawers from underneath the sink and ran hot water over one of the corners. He then turned his attention back to Toshiya, who was still sitting quietly next to the sink but the way he chewed his lip told Kaoru that he was anxious.
“Keep biting your lip Totchi,” Kaoru said as he took a finger's worth of shaving cream and dabbed some on the little tuft of hair that his lover kept under his full mouth. Toshiya nodded and stilled as Kaoru applied the razor and with one swipe cut the hair clean off.
“Good, good,” Kaoru said cleaning off the excess cream with the towel before kissing the now hairless spot before moving up to Toshiya’s mouth and letting his tongue firmly stroke the roof of his lover’s palate.
“Now lift your arms for me like a good little boy,” Kaoru ordered, giving Toshiya a series of brief kisses as he washed the razor in the sink.
Nodding again, Toshiya folded his arms behind his head but his actions weren’t as meek as before. This time there was a hard look in his eyes as he unfurled his long torso, his knee suggestively bumping into Kaoru’s groin.
Kaoru didn't need Toshiya to verbalise his thoughts. As with all their games, it was always Toshiya giving Kaoru permission to proceed rather than the guitarist taking it. It also warned the older man that if he took one wrong step, Toshiya would have his head on a plate in a heartbeat.
But at this moment, Kaoru was more interested in the smattering of dark hair on Toshiya’s underarms. Like most Japanese men, Toshiya wasn’t that hairy by nature but it had been a while since they had all kept unnaturally hairless for work appearance’s sake.
When it had been an unwritten rule that any kind of hair was an aesthetic taboo.
Kaoru buried his nose in Toshiya’s underarms and took a deep appreciative breath, the light smell of musk and clean hair making him even harder. He then applied a generous handful to both sides and started shaving in quick, efficient strokes until nothing remained.
“Aren’t you going to wipe me down Kaoru?” Toshiya asked smokily as he looked down at the slivers of white decorating his arms as he kept them up and slightly arched against the mirror.
“But Toshiya, I’m not done yet,” Kaoru said as he kneeled before the bassist. “Now lift your ass for me please.”
Toshiya quirked an eyebrow at the instruction but followed it anyway, lifting himself slightly off the counter so that Kaoru could slip his boxers off and toss them to the side. At this point, Kaoru’s head was tantalisingly close to his cock and Toshiya pushed himself a little forward in hopes that his lover would get the hint.
But Kaoru ignored the blatant invite and instead quickly worked on Toshiya’s legs, covering them with cream before running the razor repeatedly upwards to reveal his slim calves.
Once that was done however, Kaoru slowed it down a notch and slowly kissed a trail from ankle to Toshiya’s inner thigh, which had the bassist panting softly.
“Now, for the final part,” Kaoru said from in-between Toshiya’s legs. Loading the brush with cream, he slathered it on the pubic hair surrounding the younger man’s dick, including the line of hair from his navel. The bristles tickled the sensitive region with almost imperceptible pinpricks causing him to shiver.
But Toshiya couldn't stop fear from flickering over his face when Kaoru stood up and ran the back of the razor slowly up and down the skin of his stomach, sensitising him to the taste of stainless steel.
“Kaoru…I’m not sure…”
“Shhh just relax babe,” Kaoru leaned over the whisper reassurances into his boyfriend’s ear, even as his fingers traced formless patterns in the shaving cream causing Toshiya to moan slightly. The lotion felt sticky and cool, contrasting sharply with the heated flesh it coated.
Kaoru’s hand was just as sticky as he pressed down on Toshiya’s stomach while telling him not to move as he started shaving, starting from the trail of hair until he reached the base of his cock.
Toshiya had to dig his nails into his palms as he fought the instinct to flinch as he felt the razor scrape across the paper-thin skin. He could feel the bite of the blade graze the surface but not enough to draw blood as the hair rapidly disappeared from around his penis.
It didn't help as more skin was bared from around his groin, Toshiya could feel Kaoru’s every breath caressing every sensitive nerve ending. The older man’s hand was now on his thigh, holding him as he worked steadily.
Toshiya slowly found himself lulled into a state of frustrated sexual arousal. The feeling of the blade so near his genitals kept him antsy and his erection in check, but Toshiya could feel the blood rush to his cock whenever Kaoru touched him with his fingers.
“Now prop your leg up Totchi,” Kaoru said, which Toshiya quickly complied, planting his foot firmly on the ceramic counter.
“More,” Kaoru growled, “I want to see everything baby, your balls, your arsehole…”
Toshiya groaned and opened up his legs as wide as he could, the head of his cock now wet from the too brief touches.
Taking another palm’s worth of cream, Kaoru gently bent Toshiya’s cock back so he could start shaving at the hair near his balls.
“Oh God Kaoru, please be careful,” Toshiya pleaded as he felt persistent tugs to his scrotum. He held his breath when Kaoru lifted and moved his balls so he could make sure that he didn't miss a spot, revealing more and more of his dusky skin.
“Almost…”
Then the blade was near his arsehole as was Kaoru’s every breath and Toshiya had to close his eyes at how exposed he felt. It was so alien to him to feel this embarrassed at having Kaoru so close to such an intimate place despite having them been together so long. But at this distance, the guitarist wouldn't have been able to miss a thing.
Toshiya’s eyes flew open in shock when Kaoru suddenly pressed a finger to his opening, the cream easing the way until he was buried to the knuckle.
“Fuck,” Toshiya cursed, his body already so sensitive that he felt the intrusion even more prominently. His cock thickened and swelled with blood and leaked even more fluid to add to the mess at his crotch.
“I’m done Totchi,” Kaoru said as he placed the razor to one side so that both his hands were free. So that he could penetrate him with another finger, twisting, stroking and thrusting until Toshiya trembled with the effort to keep his legs open.
“How does it feel?”
“It feels….it feels…”
But try as he might Toshiya couldn't put into words the riot of sensations ripping through his body. His skin felt so raw, so bare that it was almost overwhelming. It made him so needy, so horny that he literally couldn't think straight.
“Fuck me Kaoru, now…please!” was all Toshiya could say as his hands came down so that he could bury his fingers in Kaoru’s hair, desperately pushing him closer. But Kaoru had other ideas as he loosened Toshiya’s grip and fumbled with his towel.
He quickly ran his already slick hands over his cock before pressing it to Toshiya’s back entrance. Kaoru grunted with the effort it took given the awkward position, but it didn't take much more before he slid in to the hilt.
Kaoru had to pause for a moment however to catch himself as Toshiya’s body hungrily clenched around his dick. He used Toshiya’s thighs to brace himself as he started to thrust, shallowly at first, but faster and faster until he was as deep in as he could be.
Toshiya scrabbled for purchase as Kaoru pounded into him, holding on to the towel rack and sink fittings so hard that his knuckles hurt. In his reflection in the mirror, Kaoru saw his eyes darken as he watched himself fucking his lover hard.
“Too fast…Kaoru…too fast…too much,” Toshiya moaned incoherently, every slap of his newly shaved cock against his stomach sending electric jolts through his nerve endings.
It hurt, but it was unlike any hurt that Toshiya felt before because it was so good. And every brush of Kaoru’s pubic hair against his testicles had him fighting back the urge to scream.
But he damn near did when Kaoru viciously dug a fingernail into the tip of his cock, causing him to erupt streams of white spunk over his stomach. It was the quickest orgasm Toshiya had experienced in a while, but the sheer intensity had his body quivering in aftershock even after he had come.
Even though he knew it would hurt, Kaoru had to pull out. He didn't want to come, not yet. He wanted Toshiya from behind, and he wanted to make him to come again.
“Look at you, covered in spunk and cream, little slut,” Kaoru hissed as he squeezed the base of his cock to stave off his own climax. He was so hard, so close to the edge that he knew that even the briefest touch would have him ejaculating all over his lover.
“Then fuck me again Kaoru,” Toshiya challenged, even as he struggled to catch his breath. His body was so oversensitive at the moment, but Toshiya craved to feel Kaoru inside him again, knowing that it would get him hard again.
“Get in the shower, now,” Kaoru said as he helped Toshiya to his feet. His knees still weak, Toshiya stumbled into the stall and held on to the wall for balance, presenting his back to his lover, instinctively guessing that it was how Kaoru wanted to fuck.
Kaoru gave a dark grin as he reached for the flexible shower grin and flicked on the taps, causing a gush of warm water to come out of the head. Holding Toshiya by the waist, Kaoru aimed the jets at the younger man’s cock eliciting a cry. He cried out again when Kaoru pushed the nozzle closer to his genitals, the vibrations driving him into near delirium.
“Come on Kaoru, come on and just fuck me,” Toshiya said, arching his back so that he could press his ass to the guitarist’s dick.
Pushed to the brink, Kaoru dropped the showerhead and grabbed hold of Toshiya’s hipbone with one hand as the other stretched his hole to accommodate his cock. It took only one push to slide home and Kaoru gripped his lover even harder as he started to thrust.
From the onset Kaoru’s movements were rough and sloppy, betraying how close he was to climax. Toshiya pushed back to meet every thrust, so that Kaoru was as deep in as he could possibly.
“Yes, yes, yes….” Toshiya groaned as Kaoru kept screwing him, even as his hips stuttered and his thrusts became staccato. Toshiya could feel his cock harden again, every brush, every caress more prominent now that there was no hair to hinder it.
“Toshiya,” Kaoru groaned as he finally couldn't hold back, his cock pulsing inside the younger man’s body in long undulating waves. As he felt the warmth inside of him, Toshiya frantically worked on his own cock, pulling and jerking as he rushed to another climax. It only took Kaoru reaching around and helping him for Toshiya to feel that familiar kick and he came all over the tiles.
Almost instantly, Toshiya felt his knees give way and took Kaoru down with him. But thankfully the older man had the presence of mind to hold on to the bath railing so that they wouldn't hurt themselves too badly when they landed at the bottom of the tub.
Kaoru gave one final grunt and jerky thrust, before pulling out his spent cock, wincing as he did. Sated and tired, Kaoru kissed Toshiya’s shoulder blade as he rubbed affectionate circles on his stomach.
“That…was…fucking amazing Toshiya,” Kaoru breathed. But he hissed in pain when Toshiya suddenly sharply elbowed him in the ribs.
“Kaoru you stupid bastard. My balls are bloody cold now do you realise that?” Toshiya scolded, but the softness in his tone took the sting out of his words. Kaoru simply grinned into his lover’s back as he tried to soothe him by running his hand up Toshiya’s now smooth legs.
“It will grow back Totchi, no worries,” Kaoru said reassuringly.
“And when it does, it will itch like fuck. Next time let me shave your dick and see if you like how that feels,” Toshiya said, turning around so Kaoru could see his annoyed pout. Kaoru laughed and persistently kissed Toshiya on the mouth until his lips relaxed again.
“Well, I could always shave you again,” Kaoru said suggestively as stroked Toshiya’s newly bared skin. Toshiya rolled his eyes and slapped his hand away, but he could never be mad his boyfriend for long.
“As long as you promise me no more scratching Kaoru, deal?” Toshiya said flashing his familiar crooked grin.
“Deal,” Kaoru responded as he reached for the showerhead to clean them both off.
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The End
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