VS Matsumoto
TITLE: VS Matsumoto
CHAPTER: OS
PAIRING: Aiba x Matsumoto
RATING: Very NC17
SUMMARY: He was deliberately winding me up. A little touch here, a glimpse of skin there.. How could nobody else see it?
He was deliberately winding me up. A little touch here, a glimpse of skin there.. How could nobody else see it?
I shivered as a finger dipped into the waistband of my jeans briefly, before he moved away from me to join Riida.
I couldn’t take much more of this. He’d been doing it to me all morning, and although I knew it was because he wanted to break me, I was letting it get to me.
I was about to snap. I could feel my boxers getting too tight for me; getting tighter every time our eyes met and whenever he sent one of those fleeting touches across my bare skin.
During the short break while the staff changed the set, I saw him taking a drink right at the very edge of the set and marched over to him. I grabbed him by his collar and yanked him around the corner, just out of the audience’s view.
“Jun-kun,” I said, pressing him against the wall and rubbing against him, “You’re winding me up,”
He closed his eyes as I ran my tongue up his smooth neck, “Yes, I am,” He purred, “What are you going to do about it?”
I yanked the front of his jeans towards me and roughly shoved my hand straight into the material, grabbing his already hard flesh, “Punish you,” I said simply as he groaned, “You’re not going to be allowed to come, Jun-pon,”
I could feel him trembling against me already as I worked him extremely slowly with a tight grip. His legs began to shake and his breathing became choppy as his face turned a gorgeous flustered pink. I nibbled at his earlobe, and just as his stomach tensed, I released him.
“We’re being called,” I hissed into his ear, pulling my hand from his jeans and moving back onto the set, my typical happy grin plastered on my face as I told them all some bullshit lie about me getting stuck in a toilet cubicle while Jun came to my rescue.
Jun was still flustered as he came back on set, but his eyes had a mischievous glint to them. This was going to be a long recording.
We had one too many plus one guests on the show, so we had to have two of us pair up. It was just my luck that the person who was shoved behind me on our Viking game was Jun. It was damn near impossible to concentrate with him rubbing himself into my back while we were filming, and because of it we pocketed a few of the balls by mistake.
When the camera’s panned to Sho, I whipped my head around to face Jun.
“I am going to fuck the shit out of you as soon as we get home,” I growled, wanting to do nothing more than grip him by his hair and shove my tongue into his smart mouth.
“Mmm, can’t wait,” He winked, pressing against me one more time before moving around to pick on Nino a little bit.
Forget my promise earlier about not letting him come, I was going to make it so his legs would be shaking for a month and he wouldn’t be able to sit down for a year.
However, by lunch time, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I grabbed Jun by his tie and dragged him from set, not even caring that the cameras and audience could see us. Luckily though, most of them were focussing on the “Ohmiya” moment on the other side of the set.
We reached our dressing room and I shoved the younger man inside roughly, before slamming the door and locking it.
“You seem a little tense today, Masaki,” Jun smirked, casually spreading out on the sofa in front of me.
“Get up,” I ordered, moving to him. He did as he was told and I immediately shoved my fingers into his thick black curls as I forced him into a hard kiss. As usual, his kisses were electrical, making me groan with pleasure as he moved perfectly in time with my lips. His tongue danced around my mouth as his arms wrapped tightly around me.
I pulled away with a gasp, and pushed him down to his knees
“Someone’s got their bossy pants on,” Jun laughed.
“Undo my jeans, Jun,” I growled with a smile, “Put that pretty mouth to work,”
I threw my head back in ecstasy as his hot wet mouth wrapped around my length, taking it all to the back of his throat in one go. I gripped his hair harder with my fingers and he moaned around me.
I couldn’t help but move my hips with his head movements, and he placed his hands on my pelvis to stop himself gagging. I quickly pulled out and lifted him to his feet by his shirt.
“On your back, legs spread,” I ordered as I tugged his jeans down his slim hips. He kicked the material off of one foot and laid down on the sofa, a grin on his face.
“Bossy,” He commented, running a hand along his length and gazing up at me from between thick eyelashes.
Something inside me snapped as I watched his elegant fingers sweep up and down his member. I surged forward, grabbing his ankles and yanking them so he was pressed further into the sofa and his legs were wrapped around my hips Our lips met in a crushing kiss as soon as he was flat on his back.
“Please tell me you have lube,” I groaned into his mouth, not caring that our teeth were clashing.
“In my bag,” He replied. He reached down and grabbed my length, pumping at me slowly, his eyes bright with lust, “Hurry up and get it, Masaki, before you burst,”
I scrabbled off of him, almost tripping over the jeans that were still tangled around my ankles as I hunted for his bag. After finding it, I immediately went into the back pocket, grabbing the little travel sized tube that he always carried with him.
Once I applied enough of the slimy gloop to both him and myself, I carelessly threw the empty tube to one side.
“I need you, now,“ I growled, spreading his legs further with my hands. Forget preparation, he didn’t need it and I didn’t have the patience.
He cried out loudly as I forced myself into him, not sparing him any time to get accustomed to my presence. I pounded into him as hard and as fast as I could, my groans matching his own pleasure filled sounds. I grabbed his wrists as he reached down to pleasure himself, and he whimpered in complaint, struggling slightly.
His back arched up suddenly when I found his spot, and I rammed relentlessly into it, watching him tremble and moan underneath me.
“Beg for it,” I hissed, sucking on his neck, “Beg for me to let you release,”
“Oh fuck, Masaki, please! Please let me come!”
“You don’t sound like you really want it,” I growled, struggling to hold myself back. His pulsing tight heat around me was quickly bringing me to my end.
“Fuck, please!” He screamed in a pained ecstasy; so close yet so far from coming.
I released his arms and the moment he touched himself he rocketed over the edge, his back arching and his fingernails digging so hard into my skin that I thought there might be blood.
I continued to thrust as he orgasmed, before my own release shot from me due to his clenching muscles.
I groaned loudly as I came down from my high, enjoying the feel of Jun’s entire body trembling underneath me.
I slowly pulled myself from him, gently brushing his hair from his face and placing a gentle kiss on his temple before sitting up and pulling my jeans back up.
He laid there in post-orgasmic bliss as I searched for something to clean him up with, a smile on his face.
“You’re such a masochist,” I laughed as I cleaned him up and pulled his underwear up for him, “Lift your hips,”
“And you’re such a sadist,” He replied, doing as he was told, “The complete opposite to Aibaka,”
I snorted and helped the younger man to his feet, “I am an idiot for letting you get the better of me,”
Jun said nothing. He laughed, straightened himself up and went back to the set, his legs trembling ever so slightly.
I giggled to myself and followed him out, feeling completely satisfied.
That was until, however, Jun began to wind me up again. A little touch here, a glimpse of skin there.. How could nobody else see it?
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THE END..?
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Okay, so I am SO tired that it's actually painful.. But I had this idea and just HAD to write it.. It only took me about fifteen minutes so it probably sucks.. but I'm going to bed now :P Goodnight!
CHAPTER: OS
PAIRING: Aiba x Matsumoto
RATING: Very NC17
SUMMARY: He was deliberately winding me up. A little touch here, a glimpse of skin there.. How could nobody else see it?
He was deliberately winding me up. A little touch here, a glimpse of skin there.. How could nobody else see it?
I shivered as a finger dipped into the waistband of my jeans briefly, before he moved away from me to join Riida.
I couldn’t take much more of this. He’d been doing it to me all morning, and although I knew it was because he wanted to break me, I was letting it get to me.
I was about to snap. I could feel my boxers getting too tight for me; getting tighter every time our eyes met and whenever he sent one of those fleeting touches across my bare skin.
During the short break while the staff changed the set, I saw him taking a drink right at the very edge of the set and marched over to him. I grabbed him by his collar and yanked him around the corner, just out of the audience’s view.
“Jun-kun,” I said, pressing him against the wall and rubbing against him, “You’re winding me up,”
He closed his eyes as I ran my tongue up his smooth neck, “Yes, I am,” He purred, “What are you going to do about it?”
I yanked the front of his jeans towards me and roughly shoved my hand straight into the material, grabbing his already hard flesh, “Punish you,” I said simply as he groaned, “You’re not going to be allowed to come, Jun-pon,”
I could feel him trembling against me already as I worked him extremely slowly with a tight grip. His legs began to shake and his breathing became choppy as his face turned a gorgeous flustered pink. I nibbled at his earlobe, and just as his stomach tensed, I released him.
“We’re being called,” I hissed into his ear, pulling my hand from his jeans and moving back onto the set, my typical happy grin plastered on my face as I told them all some bullshit lie about me getting stuck in a toilet cubicle while Jun came to my rescue.
Jun was still flustered as he came back on set, but his eyes had a mischievous glint to them. This was going to be a long recording.
We had one too many plus one guests on the show, so we had to have two of us pair up. It was just my luck that the person who was shoved behind me on our Viking game was Jun. It was damn near impossible to concentrate with him rubbing himself into my back while we were filming, and because of it we pocketed a few of the balls by mistake.
When the camera’s panned to Sho, I whipped my head around to face Jun.
“I am going to fuck the shit out of you as soon as we get home,” I growled, wanting to do nothing more than grip him by his hair and shove my tongue into his smart mouth.
“Mmm, can’t wait,” He winked, pressing against me one more time before moving around to pick on Nino a little bit.
Forget my promise earlier about not letting him come, I was going to make it so his legs would be shaking for a month and he wouldn’t be able to sit down for a year.
However, by lunch time, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I grabbed Jun by his tie and dragged him from set, not even caring that the cameras and audience could see us. Luckily though, most of them were focussing on the “Ohmiya” moment on the other side of the set.
We reached our dressing room and I shoved the younger man inside roughly, before slamming the door and locking it.
“You seem a little tense today, Masaki,” Jun smirked, casually spreading out on the sofa in front of me.
“Get up,” I ordered, moving to him. He did as he was told and I immediately shoved my fingers into his thick black curls as I forced him into a hard kiss. As usual, his kisses were electrical, making me groan with pleasure as he moved perfectly in time with my lips. His tongue danced around my mouth as his arms wrapped tightly around me.
I pulled away with a gasp, and pushed him down to his knees
“Someone’s got their bossy pants on,” Jun laughed.
“Undo my jeans, Jun,” I growled with a smile, “Put that pretty mouth to work,”
I threw my head back in ecstasy as his hot wet mouth wrapped around my length, taking it all to the back of his throat in one go. I gripped his hair harder with my fingers and he moaned around me.
I couldn’t help but move my hips with his head movements, and he placed his hands on my pelvis to stop himself gagging. I quickly pulled out and lifted him to his feet by his shirt.
“On your back, legs spread,” I ordered as I tugged his jeans down his slim hips. He kicked the material off of one foot and laid down on the sofa, a grin on his face.
“Bossy,” He commented, running a hand along his length and gazing up at me from between thick eyelashes.
Something inside me snapped as I watched his elegant fingers sweep up and down his member. I surged forward, grabbing his ankles and yanking them so he was pressed further into the sofa and his legs were wrapped around my hips Our lips met in a crushing kiss as soon as he was flat on his back.
“Please tell me you have lube,” I groaned into his mouth, not caring that our teeth were clashing.
“In my bag,” He replied. He reached down and grabbed my length, pumping at me slowly, his eyes bright with lust, “Hurry up and get it, Masaki, before you burst,”
I scrabbled off of him, almost tripping over the jeans that were still tangled around my ankles as I hunted for his bag. After finding it, I immediately went into the back pocket, grabbing the little travel sized tube that he always carried with him.
Once I applied enough of the slimy gloop to both him and myself, I carelessly threw the empty tube to one side.
“I need you, now,“ I growled, spreading his legs further with my hands. Forget preparation, he didn’t need it and I didn’t have the patience.
He cried out loudly as I forced myself into him, not sparing him any time to get accustomed to my presence. I pounded into him as hard and as fast as I could, my groans matching his own pleasure filled sounds. I grabbed his wrists as he reached down to pleasure himself, and he whimpered in complaint, struggling slightly.
His back arched up suddenly when I found his spot, and I rammed relentlessly into it, watching him tremble and moan underneath me.
“Beg for it,” I hissed, sucking on his neck, “Beg for me to let you release,”
“Oh fuck, Masaki, please! Please let me come!”
“You don’t sound like you really want it,” I growled, struggling to hold myself back. His pulsing tight heat around me was quickly bringing me to my end.
“Fuck, please!” He screamed in a pained ecstasy; so close yet so far from coming.
I released his arms and the moment he touched himself he rocketed over the edge, his back arching and his fingernails digging so hard into my skin that I thought there might be blood.
I continued to thrust as he orgasmed, before my own release shot from me due to his clenching muscles.
I groaned loudly as I came down from my high, enjoying the feel of Jun’s entire body trembling underneath me.
I slowly pulled myself from him, gently brushing his hair from his face and placing a gentle kiss on his temple before sitting up and pulling my jeans back up.
He laid there in post-orgasmic bliss as I searched for something to clean him up with, a smile on his face.
“You’re such a masochist,” I laughed as I cleaned him up and pulled his underwear up for him, “Lift your hips,”
“And you’re such a sadist,” He replied, doing as he was told, “The complete opposite to Aibaka,”
I snorted and helped the younger man to his feet, “I am an idiot for letting you get the better of me,”
Jun said nothing. He laughed, straightened himself up and went back to the set, his legs trembling ever so slightly.
I giggled to myself and followed him out, feeling completely satisfied.
That was until, however, Jun began to wind me up again. A little touch here, a glimpse of skin there.. How could nobody else see it?
********
THE END..?
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Okay, so I am SO tired that it's actually painful.. But I had this idea and just HAD to write it.. It only took me about fifteen minutes so it probably sucks.. but I'm going to bed now :P Goodnight!