Promise Me You'll Be There in the Morning - KyoxShinya - smut XP
I don't know if I'll ever use this for anything more than fics...*coughs* excuse my lemon, it's rotten...it was my first one ever...
Title: Promise Me You'll Be There in the Morning
Author: Ame
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Yaoi, bad attempt at fluff
Pairing: KyoxShinya
Band: Dir en grey
Summary: Kyo and Shinya realise they're harbouring feelings for each other, and one day they go to a bar together and things get a little out of hand. Oh, and poor Kyo's sick.
Disclaimer: If I owned Shinya, I wouldn't have time to write about him. However, I don't own either of these poor souls, so I do write about them :) And make no money whatsoever off of it
Comments: (from when I wrote the thing) Okay, I've never done this before, but I'm sick and I've got nothing better to do at the moment. Please don't stake me with a machete!! I love Diru and I especially love Shinya. Unfortunately, I own none of the band members at all :( But I promise to take good care of them and wash them thoroughly and put them back where I found them when I am done with them. Cheers!
(from now) I am not proud of this, I know it sucks. Flame me if you want, it deserves to burn. It was my very first fic ever XP I need more lemon practise...NO I DON'T! *hits self with Yoshiki's drumsticks*
Shinya lay flat on his back, his pretty, full lips moving in silent dream-mumblings, his long, slender fingers curling through his silken brown hair as he slept. Kyo reached out slowly to touch that hand, afraid to break the spell of sleep that made the man even more beautiful, and brushed the back of it with the very tips of his fingers. Shinya sighed in his sleep gently and shifted onto his side.
It was a crisp, bright January morning and the sun shone through the open window onto the sleeping angel and the half-naked warumono sitting cross-legged at his side. Kyo turned to stare out of it, at the rising sun and the glorious blue sky that was following it. He stuck his tongue out at it, and jumped back under the blankets, tucking his blond head under them for good measure. Stupid sun, coming out and making everything all warm and glowy. Soon you'll wake poor Shin-chan, and then just see what I'll do to you. He growled softly, as if to intimidate the sun-god, then snuggled into the mattress and shut his eyes tight.
They had been together a few years now, the five mismatched Japanese boys. Kaoru's hair had just decided to turn pink a few days ago. Kyo had decided early on that the way Kaoru and Shinya's hair changed was the doing of the hair itself, because nobody would be crazy enough to do that kind of stuff to their hair willingly. And oh, gods, how hot Toshiya was for that pink hair. He jumped up with a fangirl squeal as Kaoru entered the room, and engaged himself in running his fingers through it in a manner that was way more provocative than necessary. Bleh! Kyo had thought. How can they like that crazy stuff? Then he'd absentmindedly, but very obviously, touched his own yellow hair. But he'd stopped the instant it was brought up, with Toshiya's "Aww, Kyo! Your hair is kawaii, too!" Toshiya rushed at him and hugged him, much to his dismay. But who was he to complain? Toshiya did that to everybody, stupid girl...
It must have been the pink hair incident, Kyo thought to himself, curled up and shaking on purpose to amuse himself. It had to have been jealousy, or something like that. Why the hell else would he have gotten Shinya drunk and...no. It's not good to think like that. Pink hair. That's what I was going on about. Kyo shivered, genuinely cold, and coughed a tiny, cute cough that made him want to gag. He sat up quickly, spied his pants and shirt in a heap by the door, and got up to dress. His smokes and lighter he transferred to his pants pocket, and slipped out the door into the cold, sunny morning.
That's better, Kyo thought instantly as he took a long, slow drag. Now...pink hair... Rehearsal was terrible that day. Kyo had a cough he just couldn't get rid of, and every time he coughed during a song he'd scream out obscenities, which didn't help the situation. He ended up on the floor, coughing so hard he couldn't breathe, still trying to cuss the coughs away. Toshiya was nearly ready to break his bass against the floor when Kaoru stopped him and went to Kyo.
"Kyo, I don't care what you say to me, I am taking you home right now and you are going to rest and drink lots of water until that cough goes away." During a break in the coughing, Kyo looked up at Kaoru in a daze, and saw his lips still moving, but all he could think about was that ghastly pink hair. I've had pink hair, but gods, not like that! Kaoru got up, shaking his head, and Kyo looked around at the rest of the room. "Okay, go ahead and pack up, guys. We'll just work without Kyo tomorrow," Kaoru said quietly, hoping the little monster wouldn't hear and throw a fit. Toshiya, see, he looks good in his hair. Blue is very nice. Accentuates the shape of his eyes, makes him look more...I don't know, Asian? Feminine? And Die? I can't see him in any other colour but that red. But brown. Brown is nice. Shinya dropped a drumstick out of his lap as he stood, and as he bent down to pick it up Kyo found himself staring. Has Shinya always had such a nice ass? Tight and shapely, and it leads so well into his legs. Damn, has he always had such great legs? So toned, but not like Die's, his are just skinny. Shinya's are...curvaceous. And as he stood, such grace. And damn that boy is skinny!
"Shinya, don't you ever eat?" Kyo asked, all shock from finding Shinya attractive gone before it could even arise. Shinya turned abruptly and stared at Kyo, who stared right back. Yeah, brown is so much better...."WAAAAAAH!!!" Kyo screamed and clasped his head in his hands as if his brain was being eaten from the inside. "Daijoubu?!" yelled the other four, and rushed to his side. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and apologised all over himself.
"Sorry. I don't know what came over me." He coughed a few times, then dragged himself up and pulled on his coat. "See you guys tomorrow, then?" Kaoru stared at him for a moment, collecting himself as well, then got up slowly and put his arm around his shoulder, walking him to another part of the room to mother him.
Kyo dropped the stub of his cigarette and grabbed another, lighting it smoothly and deciding he would probably stay out here chain smoking until Shinya woke up and realised where he was. How did it go from pink hair to Shinya? I don't remember a transition. Maybe there really isn't any good excuse. Maybe it's just...me... He flicked his cigarette. Nah. I mean, there was that one time with Kisaki when he...but that was Kisaki. It wasn't like Kyo wanted his attention. And plus, that didn't go nearly this far. Not even close. Kyo felt his finger burning, distantly, and looked down at the cigarette, which had burned down to its filter. How did that happen so fast? With a half-caring jerk of his hand, he tossed the thing away and lit a new one.
The next day the phone had rung at ten in the morning, and since Kyo was still grumpy from being told off, and the mysterious caller had woken him, he answered it appropriately. "This had better be fucking important," he growled into the receiver, then coughed a few times. The other side waited patiently for the coughing to subside.
"Moshi-moshi, Kyo-kun. How are you feeling?" a quiet, feminine voice asked. Kyo coughed wholeheartedly, as if to say "How the hell do you think?!"
"Shinya? How'd you get this number?"
"Kyo, everyone has your phone number. I wouldn't be surprised if your fans started calling."
"Hey, what do you know that I - !"
"I just wanted to make sure you were awake. I'll be over in a few minutes, okay? Please don't fall asleep again." Shinya hung up before Kyo could start yelling again, and he dropped the phone back onto the bedside table and pulled the covers up over his head.
*****
"Shinya, don't you ever eat?" Shinya turned abruptly at his name, and his eyes locked on Kyo's. Is Kyo...looking at me? He felt his face flushing, and his heart skipped a beat. Finally... Then Kyo's eyes grew huge, and he grabbed his head and screamed, breaking the spell before it could take effect. Shinya ran to him, worried, showering him with "Daijoubu"s along with the others. Don't be sad, Kyo. I'm sorry! I'm terrible! I should never even think such things! He felt his eyes tearing and fought back the emotion, bottling it like he always had. Save it for something more important. Drum it out. That's what you do with good, strong emotion, you drum it out. Kyo let go of his head and gazed up at them apologetically, and began showering them back with "gomen"s. He got up slowly, with a couple of coughs, and slipped into his coat. Shinya turned to Toshiya, to find him already watching him. Did you see? he asked the bassist in his mind. Kyo looked at me! "See you guys tomorrow, then?" he heard Kyo ask, and he felt an internal twinge at those words. You'll see me, he promised himself silently. Kaoru approached Kyo and took him away, and Shinya got back up and bumped into Toshiya's shoulder accidentally on purpose. Toshiya shot him a knowing glance, and they left each other alone to finish packing.
"Okay, okay, breathe!" Toshiya was repeating, laughing all over himself at Shinya's flushed face and wringing hands. They sat across the table from each other in Toshiya's apaato, which had been a common occurrence until recently. Shinya forced himself to sit still and take slow, deep breaths, while Toshiya covered his mouth with a napkin and finished the food in his mouth. "You almost killed me!" he yelled, and hit Shinya with the napkin. Shinya swiped back with his hand, and Toshiya dropped the napkin on the table and turned in his chair in the way that had made Shinya ask him out. He turned sideways and draped himself over the thing, his legs crossed, one hand clutching the other wrist and an arm slung over the back of it, as if it was his and he owned it in a way no one else could ever hope to. It was sexy, in a boyish, dominating sort of way.
"Now tell me what's wrong," he demanded. Shinya let his hair fall over his eyes, and stared at him through it shyly, which only made him smile bigger.
"It's Kyo," he whined softly after a long silence. Toshiya watched him for a minute before sitting back up and splaying his hands on the table sagely.
"You've got the hots for Kyo now, huh?"
"Had them for a while now."
"Oh." He pulled back, sitting up straighter, and looked out the far window pensively. Shinya stared at him for a moment before coughing to get his attention. "What does he think?" he asked, and was met with silence.
"I...haven't...told him," Shinya managed. Toshiya's attention snapped back onto him.
"You haven't?! Shinya, that's so unlike you! Are you feeling okay?" he reached across the table to feel the drummer's temperature, and his hand was batted away half-heartedly.
"It's...It's not like that!" Shinya said, his voice growing in pitch and volume. "It's different. It's not like Kisaki, or like you, or even like Yoshiki. It's just like Kyo. It's just Kyo. Every time he looks at me I lose it. I'm like a lovesick schoolboy, and I hate it! I just want out of this before...before I end up like every other fucking time!" He fell back in his chair, out of words, and sulked. Toshiya, however, just stared avidly at him, a light growing in his eyes. He smiled sentimentally, and tipped his head to one side. After a moment, Shinya uttered a quiet "Nani?"
"You love him," Toshiya said slowly, savouring the feel of the words. Shinya scoffed loudly and shook his head as if clearing it of a thought. "You do." Toshiya's smile grew to one of mischief, and he leaned lazily onto the table like a cat. "Aww, Shin-chan! How kawaii!!" he squealed, and Shinya pouted at him. "You have to tell him! This is so romantic!" he hugged himself, and Shinya tried hard not to smile. Kyo had nothing on Toshiya for cuteness when Toshiya got sentimental. "Come on, you have to! Promise me you'll go and see him tomorrow!" he demanded, poking the table for emphasis. Good, Shinya thought, I can agree to that one.
"This had better be fucking important," a cracked voice said across the phone, then coughed weakly. Oh, it is. I hope...
"Moshi-moshi, Kyo-kun. How are you feeling?" Shinya cringed at his own stupid line, then because Kyo coughed as an answer.
"Shinya? How'd you get this number?" Shinya rolled his eyes.
"Kyo, everyone has your phone number. I wouldn't be surprised if your fans started calling."
"Hey, what do you know that I - !"
"I just wanted to make sure you were awake. I'll be over in a few minutes, okay? Please don't fall asleep again." He hung up the phone quickly, shaking. What am I doing? Kyo is going to kill me if I go over there and confess my love for him. Confess my love?! That's crazy! I would never tell him something like that. He'd hate me! Miyu barked sharply, hungry, and Shinya sighed and picked her up.
"What do you think, ko-inu? Is Shinya in love with Kyo?" He snuggled her, and she licked him happily, squirming to be free and fed. "Okay, okay, little impatient." She jumped down and ran to her food bowl, and Shinya sat down and watched her eat, thinking.
"Kyo? Are you awake? Did you know the door is open?" Baka, he probably opened it for you and went back to sleep. Shinya stepped in and locked the door behind him, then took off his shoes, set his basket of goodies on the kitchen table, and went to find Kyo. His bedroom door was closed, so Shinya knocked and called his name. There was a short silence, then a loud, shuffling bang, followed by the door unlocking. Kyo, moody, obviously just out of bed though fully dressed, stood in the door staring up at Shinya lazily. Shinya smiled at him a little, at his cuteness and as a greeting, and bowed shortly.
"Ohayou, Kyo-kun. I brought you some things. They're on your table, if you'd like to come see them." Kyo yawned, and brushed his hair with his hands self-consciously. There were smudged shadows of eyeliner under his eyes, which only added to his cuteness.
"Thank you, Shinya," he said with a small bow of his head, before following Shinya into the kitchen. He sat down at the table, and Shinya put the basket in front of him. Please oh please oh please, Shinya was repeating. Give me the courage...
Kyo thought better of ripping the packaging apart, and instead undid it carefully. The first item was a package of microwavable miso ramen, and he smiled gratefully. Food! He dug into the basket more enthusiastically. Green tea and fresh mint. "Good for coughs. Kaoru recommended it," Shinya explained. Kyo scowled a bit, but thanked Kaoru internally. Thanks for the thought, leader-sama, you two-faced...grr. Next was a blue plastic container covered in English writing. Kyo read it slowly. "V-i-ck-s. Hey! I used to have some of this!" Shinya smiled. Just one more...and this one might counteract the rest... Kyo stuck his hand back in and fished around. There was...a card. A get-well card? From Shinya? He'd expect it from all of Dir en grey, maybe, but just Shinya? Oh, well, good to know somebody cares...
Kyo drew out the card, and Shinya felt his hands start to shake again. Quietly, so that Kyo wouldn't notice, he took deep, slow breaths. Stay calm. Just act naturally. Shinya's heart began to beat faster, and it felt like it was aching for recognition. In his mind he was screaming and crying, praying. Honestly, Kyo, you don't know how much I worry about you! You're still smoking and screaming your lungs out with a cough like that. You could seriously hurt yourself! I wish you'd take better care of yourself. No, I wish I could take care of you...
"For one sick Waru-chan," Kyo read from the front of the card. "Did you get Toshiya to draw this?" he asked, flashing the card. It had a picture of a blond-haired Warumono in pajamas. He was smoking and hacking at the same time. Shinya nodded and smiled a little. It was a very cute picture, Kyo thought, and smiled to himself. Yep, that's me. He opened it, and beside the usual "GET WELL!"s all over the card, there was a small note. "If you'd let me, I'd take better care of you than you do!" In Kyo's head it sounded like a reprimand, but the way it was written made him wonder, if only for a minute, if there was something behind it. He smirked. "Yeah, 'cause I'm the one smoking when he's sick, right?" he said, waving the card around. Shinya smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. Toshiya's idea had failed miserably, thankfully. Kyo put the card down on the table and looked around a little. "You want to stay for, uh...lunch?" he asked, glancing at the clock. Shinya shook his head and stood.
"Sumimasen, Kyo, I have to go to practise before Kaoru bans me, too." Kyo stuck his tongue out at him playfully, and Shinya paused for a moment. Oh, the things that tongue could do... It was long, and sexy somehow in a way nobody else's was. I bet it tastes like strawberries, or gum, or maybe both. Shinya gave himself a mental slap, and bowed himself out quickly, slipping his shoes back on and rushing out without tying them.
*****
Kyo dropped his fourth cigarette on the ground and pulled out another, but didn't light it. Shinya should have woken up by now. After a moment he sunk to the ground and sat there, his hands in his lap, trying to remember how they'd gone from gift baskets to beer. Shinya had rushed out so quickly, and Kyo wondered what was wrong. That's right. He called him and left a message on his machine. Is everything okay? Would you like to hang out somewhere tonight? Don't bring Kaoru. That was it! That's where the pink hair came in.
"Kyo?" Kyo looked up from staring into his coca-cola and turned to Shinya, who was walking up to him. He was wearing tight pants again. The same pair he'd been wearing two days ago that made Kyo stare. They were leather, and hugged him from his hips to his knees like a second skin. His shirt was a sparkly purple turtleneck, and he had draped himself in a thin-looking black coat.
"Aren't you cold?" Shinya asked as he sat down beside him. He ordered a strong drink, which surprised Kyo. Kyo was only wearing jeans and a long-sleeve t-shirt that said "Gimme a minute to wake up" in English across the front. He shook his head and took a shot of his soda.
"Cough's better," Kyo said. He was trying very hard not to stare, and instead had fixed his eyes on the drink in front of him. Damn that man! Why did he have to be so fucking pretty? At least with Kisaki it wasn't his fault. The man came onto him! But Shinya made him think things a guy like Kyo - or the kind of guy Kyo thought he was - shouldn't think. I'm straight, right? Kisaki proved that. Only Kisaki, and it wasn't my fault. What does his skin feel like under that shirt? Shinya hardly ever showed any skin. Sometimes in photo shoots, but never in the general public. Is his chest as pale as his thighs? As soft? How soft are the thighs to begin with? Kyo found his thoughts lingering on the shape of Shinya, on his beautiful sharp sort of curves. Running his hands down him, from his shoulders to his ribs, down his tapering waist and resting on his fine, slim hips. And everything between, well... Stop it! Kyo shook his head abruptly and took another shot of his coke.
"That's good," Shinya said after what seemed like an eternity. He was drinking already, and drinking fast. Kyo knew Shinya wouldn't refuse a drink, but it wasn't like him to get drunk on purpose. What was he doing? Kyo remembered being worried, and asking Shinya if he was okay, and then Shinya changed the subject completely. They rambled for hours, Kyo couldn't remember about what, and then he realised how drunk Shinya really was and told him he was going to drive him home. Shinya, however, insisted he could drive, to the point of Kyo dragging him away from his car to his own. He fell asleep on the drive, and Kyo got the crazy notion to take Shinya to his place. It was, after all, much closer. He could sleep over on Kyo's bed, and Kyo would sleep on the couch, and the next day Kyo would explain to him what happened and bring him to his car, and they would go their separate ways. It was a little sketchy, but Shinya wasn't the kind of person to assume the worst, hentai things Die did, so Kyo pulled up by his house and carefully woke Shinya up. He stirred and smiled blearily at Kyo.
"Shinya, we're at my house. I'm gonna let you sleep here for tonight, okay?" Shinya, though flushed from drunkenness, seemed to grow even redder, and his expression became somewhat awestruck.
"Kyo's...you want...sleep here?" he drawled. Kyo nodded, then sighed frustratedly and went around to carry Shinya inside. He fell asleep on Kyo again, but woke up when he was laid down on the bed. Kyo took off his shoes and put him under the covers, making sure he was comfortable. Damnit, stupid Shinya, getting all fucking drunk on me in that goddamned outfit. Chikushou... He turned to leave, but suddenly felt strong, gentle fingers on his wrist, and heard a soft whine from the bed.
"Kyo...not tired...stay with me, kudasai..." Shinya pleaded softly. Kyo cringed. That voice...made him tremble. In more than one way.
"Come on, Shinya, you're drunk. You need sleep." Shinya scoffed.
"So did you, but you just kept smoking, you silly Warumono..." He was crawling across the bed to him, and Kyo wasn't even trying to pull away. He giggled, and pulled Kyo closer, before letting go and falling onto his stomach on the bed. Kyo turned around, and stared at the thing before him. Drunk as he was, he was still beautiful...and sexy. His hair was falling over his face, and his eyes were closed gently, his full lips parted slightly in a picture of peaceful ecstasy. I'd love to put that expression on his face...or take it off...Kyo shivered, imagining again running his hands down Shinya's soft skin. Impulsively, he touched the drummer's cheek, and Shinya pushed against his hand like a cat. "Kyo..." he whined softly, and Kyo gasped sharply, feeling that voice in his groin. No! What the hell! Why is this happening! Argh! Stop it! Shinya reached out, aimlessly, and Kyo caught his hand.
"Shinya, seriously. You don't know what you're doing." The younger man opened his eyes slowly and looked up at Kyo with the most severe look he had ever seen.
"Yes. I do." Suddenly, Shinya was on his knees on the bed and had pulled Kyo by his collar onto his lips. He clutched Kyo to him, kissing him passionately, and Kyo barely resisted. What am I doing? But... Shinya began to moan into the kiss. Kyo felt the heat of his tongue running back and forth across his lips, enccouraging him. Shinya whined, begging, and dropping all barriers, Kyo kissed him back. Hesitantly, he parted his lips to let Shinya's tongue in. It ravished him, licking across his teeth and all around the inside of his mouth, until Kyo felt the heat between his legs growing and gave in. He grabbed him by his hips and lifted him up while their tongues battled inside their mouths. Fiercely, Shinya wrapped his legs around Kyo's waist, and Kyo fell back against a wall hard. When they parted, gasping for breath, Shinya paused. Hmn, he thought, he tastes like vanilla and Kyo.
"Shinya..." Kyo whispered, in a voice that couldn't have been his. That voice was begging, begging for something he should never want. Shinya turned back to him, and passionately kissed his jaw and neck, leaving love bites in his wake. Kyo's breathing and heartbeat became irregular, and he growled. He grabbed Shinya's ass and squeezed hard, making the drummer moan loudly. "I want...to fuck you..." Kyo was saying, while Shinya attacked his neck and whimpered against him. He turned around and slammed Shinya against the wall, and ground their hips together. Shinya gasped loudly and began to moan in rhythm with Kyo's thrusts, panting still. He grew hard fast, and whined, begged wordlessly for more.
"Kyo...oh, Kyo, onegai!" Shinya whined. Kyo bit his neck, and he screamed. That was the last stroke to make him totally sober. He grabbed Kyo's hair and forced him into another passionate kiss, this time not waiting to dive his tongue into the hot cavern of Kyo's mouth. He tasted so sweet...Shinya whined again, and Kyo laughed into the kiss. You sound like a puppy, he thought sentimentally. Then Shinya bit his lip hard, and he screamed.
"What? I thought you liked pain..." Shinya said huskily. Kyo stared at him. His eyes were absolutely fierce. He had never seen this side of the drummer, and it excited him much more than it scared him. "Take me to the bed," Shinya asked, softly. Kyo felt himself growing harder at the idea, and he itched to throw Shinya down right there. Slowly, Kyo, or you'll lose this chance forever... Had Shinya always been this desirable? He took Shinya to the bed, but before he could let him out of his arms the drummer pulled him down with tremendous force and began to suck his tongue out of his mouth as if it were another part of his body. He played with it as he sucked, and Kyo heard himself begin to moan back, and he writhed against him. Shinya's hands roamed to the hem of Kyo's shirt, and he pulled it off with little help from Kyo before flipping him over and attacking his mouth. Kyo's lip was still bleeding, and Shinya sucked on it gently, running his tongue along the wound provocatively. He straddled Kyo and pushed against him rhythmically, teasing his hardening organ with his ass. Kyo moaned and grabbed Shinya's hips forcefully, but Shinya pulled away.
"Damnit...Shinya...get these pants off..." Kyo pleaded. Shinya ignored him, and licked the corner of his mouth, trailing his tongue down his neck to his chest, where he licked Kyo's left nipple while he moaned. Kyo put his hands on Shinya's shoulders and pulled at the fabric of his shirt. Shinya bit the nipple, making Kyo cry out.
"So impatient..." Shinya scolded, then took Kyo's hands in his own and helped him take off his shirt. Kyo sat up quickly and held Shinya firmly at his waist, using his tongue to trace his collarbone. Shinya whimpered softly, curling his fingers through Kyo's short hair, and bit his lip. Licking and nipping along Shinya's shoulders and neck, Kyo let his hands run down the man's sides to his hips, slowly, and Shinya arched into the touch. With one hand he unbuttoned Shinya's pants slowly, then locked his mouth onto the drummer's and pulled them off, flinging them into a corner. Shinya threw Kyo down and sat on his waist, holding his hands together above his head with one of his own hands. He kissed him passionately, and played the other nipple with his fingers until it was just as hard as the first. Kyo bucked against him, moaning into the kiss, but Shinya broke it and slid back, making Kyo hiss.
"See, Kyo?" he said, and cupped his hardness through his thin denim pants. "You don't take good enough care of yourself."
"Oh, Shinya...please...more..." Kyo brought his hand down to press Shinya's into him harder, but the drummer slapped the hand away and worked at him slowly. Kyo moaned in agony and pleasure and thrust himself against the hand desperately. Shinya bent down and took Kyo's zipper in his teeth, drawing it down slowly. "Shinya, please! Don't torture me any more!" he screamed. Shinya smiled to himself and slowly pulled everything off. He slid back up and sat between Kyo's legs, and watched Kyo's engorged member twitch in anticipation. He licked its sensitive tip, and Kyo moaned and tried to push himself deeper into the younger man's mouth. It was coated already with pre-cum, so Shinya pushed his own wants out of his mind and deep-throated him. Kyo screamed and thrust into Shinya's mouth, but Shinya held his hips down and worked at his own pace. Slowly he dragged his teeth along the organ, making Kyo whimper and squirm. "Shinya...Shinya! Onegai, more!" he moaned. He deep-throated him again, deciding he was too impatient himself, and sucked hard, teasing with his tongue in intervals. "Oh...Shinya...God...oh, god...yes..." Kyo moaned, lost in the sensation of Shinya's hot, wet mouth around him, moving his hips despite Shinya's strong grip on them. Shinya giggled deep in his throat, and Kyo let out a growl that bordered on a scream and came instantly in his mouth. As the stars faded from in front of his eyes, Kyo felt Shinya straddle him again and begin playing with his navel. First with his finger, in and out, which despite Kyo's exhaustion made him tremble and react instantaneously. Then he bent down, and circled it with his tongue, then dipped the tongue in and out, making Kyo whimper. Shinya, too, was whining, and he moved down to sit between Kyo's legs again. Kyo looked down at him, at the smooth, perfect curves of his body, at his beautiful occidental eyes and his pretty full lips, at his soft white thighs, and at the triangle of black hair between them. He bit his lip gently.
"Damn, Shinya..." Kyo said softly, trying to regain his breath. "You are so fucking sexy, you know that?" Shinya only smiled a little, and shook his head, his cheeks getting even redder than they already were. Kyo sat up and laid Shinya on his back, and kissed him deeply and sweetly. Then, suddenly, he grabbed Shinya's erection and squeezed. Shinya moaned loudly and thrust into Kyo's hand. Kyo played with him slowly, getting his revenge as Shinya moaned again and again. Just seeing Shinya in such an erotic way made Kyo hard again faster than he liked, and he longed to be inside him. To really fuck the man, throw him down and fuck him so hard he lost his voice to him. He laid on top of Shinya, and ground their erections together, groaning. Shinya grabbed his ass and pushed against him desperately, his eyes fluttering open and closed.
"Shinya..." Kyo whispered, and licked along the curve of the drummer's earlobe. He whined again. "I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you hard. So hard you scream for me. So hard you won't be able to move in the morning."
"Yes!" Shinya whined, and spread his legs. "Kyo, onegai!" If there was any doubt in Kyo's mind that Shinya was still drunk, it was gone with that. He took his opportunity and reached into a drawer for some lotion. Shinya caught his hand before he could use it, and stared at him with those fierce eyes. "Not you. Just me. Please, Kyo," he begged. Kyo stared at him.
"I don't want to hurt you," he said, honestly. Shinya shook his head and pulled Kyo into his arms.
"I want this. Please...Kyo..." he whined, and Kyo cringed against it. Such an angel, such a horrid, wicked, sexy angel. Angrily, Kyo slid down between Shinya's legs and began to lick at his opening. Shinya moaned loudly, and Kyo stuck his tongue inside him. He whimpered, and Kyo quickly replaced his tongue with a lubricated finger and claimed Shinya's mouth. "Stop - your - whining," he commanded, thrusting his finger deeper with each word. Shinya moaned in rhythm, and whined again as Kyo inserted another two fingers at once. He bit his lip, and Kyo kissed him deeply, thrusting his tongue into his mouth in time with the thrusts of his fingers. As Kyo found that spot Shinya bit his tongue in surprise and pleasure, and he pulled out and grabbed Shinya's hips, positioning himself at Shinya's opening.
"Onegai, Kyo! Please! Fuck me!" Shinya begged, and wiggled in Kyo's hands. Kyo rammed into Shinya and he screamed. But his screams turned quickly into moans, and he scratched at Kyo's back, drawing blood. "Hai...hai...Kyo..." Kyo groaned deeply, and started to pump Shinya in time with his thrusts. Shinya distractedly placed one hand on Kyo's chest, moaning and screaming in pleasure, while the other was digging its nails into Kyo's shoulder.
"Shinya...god...so...tight..." Kyo abandoned words for moans as Shinya came, screaming, on their chests, his muscles tightening around Kyo. In an instant Kyo released his seed deep inside Shinya, filling him with a warmth that was indescribably heavenly. Carefully he drew out and fell onto his back next to Shinya, totally spent, and laid there gasping for steady breath. His coughing resumed, and Shinya touched his cheek, concerned. When he'd caught his breath, he pointed to the tissue box by the bed, and Shinya cleaned them both up before securing them under the blankets and passing out on Kyo's chest. When Kyo was sure Shinya was asleep, he moved him off of him and kissed his forehead.
"Aishiteru, kimi no tenshi," he whispered, and rolled over onto his side to go back to sleep. Shinya smiled to himself.
"Aishiteru, Waru-chan," he said, so softly he knew Kyo couldn't hear. "And I always have."
*****
Shinya sat on Kyo's bed, staring out the widow and nervously pulling on a loose string on his pants. All he knew for sure was that he hurt - bad - and he was in Kyo's house. Vague memories flashed through his head from the previous night, which from the memories seemed pretty damned good. But he couldn't remember the most important thing: was Kyo drunk? Kyo never got drunk. But in his right mind, he never slept with men! What the hell was going on?! Was this some kind of joke the others were playing on him? It had to be Toshiya's fault... Shinya ground his teeth, and fell back on the bed. He cringed and shifted. Toshiya would never do something like that...But, then again, neither would Kyo.
Someone coughed outside, and Shinya listened carefully. That someone - it must have been Kyo - got up and kicked the wall, then walked coughing back into the house. Shinya flitted back under the covers and pretended to be asleep. Kyo walked into the room and stood in the doorway, staring at the sleeping form of Shinya. With a regretful sigh, he flopped down onto his back on the bed and put his hands under his head, staring at the ceiling. He reeked of tobacco smoke, and Shinya tried hard not to cough.
"Tell me, Shinya," Kyo said softly, believing he was talking to himself. "Why didn't I notice before? I didn't notice anything. Not how beautiful you were, or that I liked guys, or that I loved you. How the hell does a person miss something like that?" He sighed, and played with the bedsheets. "I guess what I want to say is...I'm sorry. I never should have taken advantage of you. Forgive me..." he whispered, "Please..."
Shinya, who was no longer able to hold back tears, crawled slowly onto a shocked and awkward Kyo and held him. Slowly, Kyo held him back, and ended up rocking him gently and shushing him. Shinya leaned up and kissed Kyo weakly, and, surprised, Kyo kissed him back.
"Forgive you?" Shinya asked incredulously, wiping the tears from his eyes. "I love you." They stared at each other for a moment, before Kyo hugged Shinya to him, smiling.
"We aren't the kind of people, Shinya, but I don't care. Stay with me?" he asked, in a voice that mocked the one Shinya had played him with the previous night. Shinya snuggled into Kyo, peaceful and blissful for the first time in years.
"Mochiron, Waru-chan. 'Till Kaoru makes us part." Kyo laughed along with Shinya's quiet, feminine giggle, and they fell asleep together in the sunlight.
Title: Promise Me You'll Be There in the Morning
Author: Ame
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Yaoi, bad attempt at fluff
Pairing: KyoxShinya
Band: Dir en grey
Summary: Kyo and Shinya realise they're harbouring feelings for each other, and one day they go to a bar together and things get a little out of hand. Oh, and poor Kyo's sick.
Disclaimer: If I owned Shinya, I wouldn't have time to write about him. However, I don't own either of these poor souls, so I do write about them :) And make no money whatsoever off of it
Comments: (from when I wrote the thing) Okay, I've never done this before, but I'm sick and I've got nothing better to do at the moment. Please don't stake me with a machete!! I love Diru and I especially love Shinya. Unfortunately, I own none of the band members at all :( But I promise to take good care of them and wash them thoroughly and put them back where I found them when I am done with them. Cheers!
(from now) I am not proud of this, I know it sucks. Flame me if you want, it deserves to burn. It was my very first fic ever XP I need more lemon practise...NO I DON'T! *hits self with Yoshiki's drumsticks*
Shinya lay flat on his back, his pretty, full lips moving in silent dream-mumblings, his long, slender fingers curling through his silken brown hair as he slept. Kyo reached out slowly to touch that hand, afraid to break the spell of sleep that made the man even more beautiful, and brushed the back of it with the very tips of his fingers. Shinya sighed in his sleep gently and shifted onto his side.
It was a crisp, bright January morning and the sun shone through the open window onto the sleeping angel and the half-naked warumono sitting cross-legged at his side. Kyo turned to stare out of it, at the rising sun and the glorious blue sky that was following it. He stuck his tongue out at it, and jumped back under the blankets, tucking his blond head under them for good measure. Stupid sun, coming out and making everything all warm and glowy. Soon you'll wake poor Shin-chan, and then just see what I'll do to you. He growled softly, as if to intimidate the sun-god, then snuggled into the mattress and shut his eyes tight.
They had been together a few years now, the five mismatched Japanese boys. Kaoru's hair had just decided to turn pink a few days ago. Kyo had decided early on that the way Kaoru and Shinya's hair changed was the doing of the hair itself, because nobody would be crazy enough to do that kind of stuff to their hair willingly. And oh, gods, how hot Toshiya was for that pink hair. He jumped up with a fangirl squeal as Kaoru entered the room, and engaged himself in running his fingers through it in a manner that was way more provocative than necessary. Bleh! Kyo had thought. How can they like that crazy stuff? Then he'd absentmindedly, but very obviously, touched his own yellow hair. But he'd stopped the instant it was brought up, with Toshiya's "Aww, Kyo! Your hair is kawaii, too!" Toshiya rushed at him and hugged him, much to his dismay. But who was he to complain? Toshiya did that to everybody, stupid girl...
It must have been the pink hair incident, Kyo thought to himself, curled up and shaking on purpose to amuse himself. It had to have been jealousy, or something like that. Why the hell else would he have gotten Shinya drunk and...no. It's not good to think like that. Pink hair. That's what I was going on about. Kyo shivered, genuinely cold, and coughed a tiny, cute cough that made him want to gag. He sat up quickly, spied his pants and shirt in a heap by the door, and got up to dress. His smokes and lighter he transferred to his pants pocket, and slipped out the door into the cold, sunny morning.
That's better, Kyo thought instantly as he took a long, slow drag. Now...pink hair... Rehearsal was terrible that day. Kyo had a cough he just couldn't get rid of, and every time he coughed during a song he'd scream out obscenities, which didn't help the situation. He ended up on the floor, coughing so hard he couldn't breathe, still trying to cuss the coughs away. Toshiya was nearly ready to break his bass against the floor when Kaoru stopped him and went to Kyo.
"Kyo, I don't care what you say to me, I am taking you home right now and you are going to rest and drink lots of water until that cough goes away." During a break in the coughing, Kyo looked up at Kaoru in a daze, and saw his lips still moving, but all he could think about was that ghastly pink hair. I've had pink hair, but gods, not like that! Kaoru got up, shaking his head, and Kyo looked around at the rest of the room. "Okay, go ahead and pack up, guys. We'll just work without Kyo tomorrow," Kaoru said quietly, hoping the little monster wouldn't hear and throw a fit. Toshiya, see, he looks good in his hair. Blue is very nice. Accentuates the shape of his eyes, makes him look more...I don't know, Asian? Feminine? And Die? I can't see him in any other colour but that red. But brown. Brown is nice. Shinya dropped a drumstick out of his lap as he stood, and as he bent down to pick it up Kyo found himself staring. Has Shinya always had such a nice ass? Tight and shapely, and it leads so well into his legs. Damn, has he always had such great legs? So toned, but not like Die's, his are just skinny. Shinya's are...curvaceous. And as he stood, such grace. And damn that boy is skinny!
"Shinya, don't you ever eat?" Kyo asked, all shock from finding Shinya attractive gone before it could even arise. Shinya turned abruptly and stared at Kyo, who stared right back. Yeah, brown is so much better...."WAAAAAAH!!!" Kyo screamed and clasped his head in his hands as if his brain was being eaten from the inside. "Daijoubu?!" yelled the other four, and rushed to his side. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and apologised all over himself.
"Sorry. I don't know what came over me." He coughed a few times, then dragged himself up and pulled on his coat. "See you guys tomorrow, then?" Kaoru stared at him for a moment, collecting himself as well, then got up slowly and put his arm around his shoulder, walking him to another part of the room to mother him.
Kyo dropped the stub of his cigarette and grabbed another, lighting it smoothly and deciding he would probably stay out here chain smoking until Shinya woke up and realised where he was. How did it go from pink hair to Shinya? I don't remember a transition. Maybe there really isn't any good excuse. Maybe it's just...me... He flicked his cigarette. Nah. I mean, there was that one time with Kisaki when he...but that was Kisaki. It wasn't like Kyo wanted his attention. And plus, that didn't go nearly this far. Not even close. Kyo felt his finger burning, distantly, and looked down at the cigarette, which had burned down to its filter. How did that happen so fast? With a half-caring jerk of his hand, he tossed the thing away and lit a new one.
The next day the phone had rung at ten in the morning, and since Kyo was still grumpy from being told off, and the mysterious caller had woken him, he answered it appropriately. "This had better be fucking important," he growled into the receiver, then coughed a few times. The other side waited patiently for the coughing to subside.
"Moshi-moshi, Kyo-kun. How are you feeling?" a quiet, feminine voice asked. Kyo coughed wholeheartedly, as if to say "How the hell do you think?!"
"Shinya? How'd you get this number?"
"Kyo, everyone has your phone number. I wouldn't be surprised if your fans started calling."
"Hey, what do you know that I - !"
"I just wanted to make sure you were awake. I'll be over in a few minutes, okay? Please don't fall asleep again." Shinya hung up before Kyo could start yelling again, and he dropped the phone back onto the bedside table and pulled the covers up over his head.
*****
"Shinya, don't you ever eat?" Shinya turned abruptly at his name, and his eyes locked on Kyo's. Is Kyo...looking at me? He felt his face flushing, and his heart skipped a beat. Finally... Then Kyo's eyes grew huge, and he grabbed his head and screamed, breaking the spell before it could take effect. Shinya ran to him, worried, showering him with "Daijoubu"s along with the others. Don't be sad, Kyo. I'm sorry! I'm terrible! I should never even think such things! He felt his eyes tearing and fought back the emotion, bottling it like he always had. Save it for something more important. Drum it out. That's what you do with good, strong emotion, you drum it out. Kyo let go of his head and gazed up at them apologetically, and began showering them back with "gomen"s. He got up slowly, with a couple of coughs, and slipped into his coat. Shinya turned to Toshiya, to find him already watching him. Did you see? he asked the bassist in his mind. Kyo looked at me! "See you guys tomorrow, then?" he heard Kyo ask, and he felt an internal twinge at those words. You'll see me, he promised himself silently. Kaoru approached Kyo and took him away, and Shinya got back up and bumped into Toshiya's shoulder accidentally on purpose. Toshiya shot him a knowing glance, and they left each other alone to finish packing.
"Okay, okay, breathe!" Toshiya was repeating, laughing all over himself at Shinya's flushed face and wringing hands. They sat across the table from each other in Toshiya's apaato, which had been a common occurrence until recently. Shinya forced himself to sit still and take slow, deep breaths, while Toshiya covered his mouth with a napkin and finished the food in his mouth. "You almost killed me!" he yelled, and hit Shinya with the napkin. Shinya swiped back with his hand, and Toshiya dropped the napkin on the table and turned in his chair in the way that had made Shinya ask him out. He turned sideways and draped himself over the thing, his legs crossed, one hand clutching the other wrist and an arm slung over the back of it, as if it was his and he owned it in a way no one else could ever hope to. It was sexy, in a boyish, dominating sort of way.
"Now tell me what's wrong," he demanded. Shinya let his hair fall over his eyes, and stared at him through it shyly, which only made him smile bigger.
"It's Kyo," he whined softly after a long silence. Toshiya watched him for a minute before sitting back up and splaying his hands on the table sagely.
"You've got the hots for Kyo now, huh?"
"Had them for a while now."
"Oh." He pulled back, sitting up straighter, and looked out the far window pensively. Shinya stared at him for a moment before coughing to get his attention. "What does he think?" he asked, and was met with silence.
"I...haven't...told him," Shinya managed. Toshiya's attention snapped back onto him.
"You haven't?! Shinya, that's so unlike you! Are you feeling okay?" he reached across the table to feel the drummer's temperature, and his hand was batted away half-heartedly.
"It's...It's not like that!" Shinya said, his voice growing in pitch and volume. "It's different. It's not like Kisaki, or like you, or even like Yoshiki. It's just like Kyo. It's just Kyo. Every time he looks at me I lose it. I'm like a lovesick schoolboy, and I hate it! I just want out of this before...before I end up like every other fucking time!" He fell back in his chair, out of words, and sulked. Toshiya, however, just stared avidly at him, a light growing in his eyes. He smiled sentimentally, and tipped his head to one side. After a moment, Shinya uttered a quiet "Nani?"
"You love him," Toshiya said slowly, savouring the feel of the words. Shinya scoffed loudly and shook his head as if clearing it of a thought. "You do." Toshiya's smile grew to one of mischief, and he leaned lazily onto the table like a cat. "Aww, Shin-chan! How kawaii!!" he squealed, and Shinya pouted at him. "You have to tell him! This is so romantic!" he hugged himself, and Shinya tried hard not to smile. Kyo had nothing on Toshiya for cuteness when Toshiya got sentimental. "Come on, you have to! Promise me you'll go and see him tomorrow!" he demanded, poking the table for emphasis. Good, Shinya thought, I can agree to that one.
"This had better be fucking important," a cracked voice said across the phone, then coughed weakly. Oh, it is. I hope...
"Moshi-moshi, Kyo-kun. How are you feeling?" Shinya cringed at his own stupid line, then because Kyo coughed as an answer.
"Shinya? How'd you get this number?" Shinya rolled his eyes.
"Kyo, everyone has your phone number. I wouldn't be surprised if your fans started calling."
"Hey, what do you know that I - !"
"I just wanted to make sure you were awake. I'll be over in a few minutes, okay? Please don't fall asleep again." He hung up the phone quickly, shaking. What am I doing? Kyo is going to kill me if I go over there and confess my love for him. Confess my love?! That's crazy! I would never tell him something like that. He'd hate me! Miyu barked sharply, hungry, and Shinya sighed and picked her up.
"What do you think, ko-inu? Is Shinya in love with Kyo?" He snuggled her, and she licked him happily, squirming to be free and fed. "Okay, okay, little impatient." She jumped down and ran to her food bowl, and Shinya sat down and watched her eat, thinking.
"Kyo? Are you awake? Did you know the door is open?" Baka, he probably opened it for you and went back to sleep. Shinya stepped in and locked the door behind him, then took off his shoes, set his basket of goodies on the kitchen table, and went to find Kyo. His bedroom door was closed, so Shinya knocked and called his name. There was a short silence, then a loud, shuffling bang, followed by the door unlocking. Kyo, moody, obviously just out of bed though fully dressed, stood in the door staring up at Shinya lazily. Shinya smiled at him a little, at his cuteness and as a greeting, and bowed shortly.
"Ohayou, Kyo-kun. I brought you some things. They're on your table, if you'd like to come see them." Kyo yawned, and brushed his hair with his hands self-consciously. There were smudged shadows of eyeliner under his eyes, which only added to his cuteness.
"Thank you, Shinya," he said with a small bow of his head, before following Shinya into the kitchen. He sat down at the table, and Shinya put the basket in front of him. Please oh please oh please, Shinya was repeating. Give me the courage...
Kyo thought better of ripping the packaging apart, and instead undid it carefully. The first item was a package of microwavable miso ramen, and he smiled gratefully. Food! He dug into the basket more enthusiastically. Green tea and fresh mint. "Good for coughs. Kaoru recommended it," Shinya explained. Kyo scowled a bit, but thanked Kaoru internally. Thanks for the thought, leader-sama, you two-faced...grr. Next was a blue plastic container covered in English writing. Kyo read it slowly. "V-i-ck-s. Hey! I used to have some of this!" Shinya smiled. Just one more...and this one might counteract the rest... Kyo stuck his hand back in and fished around. There was...a card. A get-well card? From Shinya? He'd expect it from all of Dir en grey, maybe, but just Shinya? Oh, well, good to know somebody cares...
Kyo drew out the card, and Shinya felt his hands start to shake again. Quietly, so that Kyo wouldn't notice, he took deep, slow breaths. Stay calm. Just act naturally. Shinya's heart began to beat faster, and it felt like it was aching for recognition. In his mind he was screaming and crying, praying. Honestly, Kyo, you don't know how much I worry about you! You're still smoking and screaming your lungs out with a cough like that. You could seriously hurt yourself! I wish you'd take better care of yourself. No, I wish I could take care of you...
"For one sick Waru-chan," Kyo read from the front of the card. "Did you get Toshiya to draw this?" he asked, flashing the card. It had a picture of a blond-haired Warumono in pajamas. He was smoking and hacking at the same time. Shinya nodded and smiled a little. It was a very cute picture, Kyo thought, and smiled to himself. Yep, that's me. He opened it, and beside the usual "GET WELL!"s all over the card, there was a small note. "If you'd let me, I'd take better care of you than you do!" In Kyo's head it sounded like a reprimand, but the way it was written made him wonder, if only for a minute, if there was something behind it. He smirked. "Yeah, 'cause I'm the one smoking when he's sick, right?" he said, waving the card around. Shinya smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. Toshiya's idea had failed miserably, thankfully. Kyo put the card down on the table and looked around a little. "You want to stay for, uh...lunch?" he asked, glancing at the clock. Shinya shook his head and stood.
"Sumimasen, Kyo, I have to go to practise before Kaoru bans me, too." Kyo stuck his tongue out at him playfully, and Shinya paused for a moment. Oh, the things that tongue could do... It was long, and sexy somehow in a way nobody else's was. I bet it tastes like strawberries, or gum, or maybe both. Shinya gave himself a mental slap, and bowed himself out quickly, slipping his shoes back on and rushing out without tying them.
*****
Kyo dropped his fourth cigarette on the ground and pulled out another, but didn't light it. Shinya should have woken up by now. After a moment he sunk to the ground and sat there, his hands in his lap, trying to remember how they'd gone from gift baskets to beer. Shinya had rushed out so quickly, and Kyo wondered what was wrong. That's right. He called him and left a message on his machine. Is everything okay? Would you like to hang out somewhere tonight? Don't bring Kaoru. That was it! That's where the pink hair came in.
"Kyo?" Kyo looked up from staring into his coca-cola and turned to Shinya, who was walking up to him. He was wearing tight pants again. The same pair he'd been wearing two days ago that made Kyo stare. They were leather, and hugged him from his hips to his knees like a second skin. His shirt was a sparkly purple turtleneck, and he had draped himself in a thin-looking black coat.
"Aren't you cold?" Shinya asked as he sat down beside him. He ordered a strong drink, which surprised Kyo. Kyo was only wearing jeans and a long-sleeve t-shirt that said "Gimme a minute to wake up" in English across the front. He shook his head and took a shot of his soda.
"Cough's better," Kyo said. He was trying very hard not to stare, and instead had fixed his eyes on the drink in front of him. Damn that man! Why did he have to be so fucking pretty? At least with Kisaki it wasn't his fault. The man came onto him! But Shinya made him think things a guy like Kyo - or the kind of guy Kyo thought he was - shouldn't think. I'm straight, right? Kisaki proved that. Only Kisaki, and it wasn't my fault. What does his skin feel like under that shirt? Shinya hardly ever showed any skin. Sometimes in photo shoots, but never in the general public. Is his chest as pale as his thighs? As soft? How soft are the thighs to begin with? Kyo found his thoughts lingering on the shape of Shinya, on his beautiful sharp sort of curves. Running his hands down him, from his shoulders to his ribs, down his tapering waist and resting on his fine, slim hips. And everything between, well... Stop it! Kyo shook his head abruptly and took another shot of his coke.
"That's good," Shinya said after what seemed like an eternity. He was drinking already, and drinking fast. Kyo knew Shinya wouldn't refuse a drink, but it wasn't like him to get drunk on purpose. What was he doing? Kyo remembered being worried, and asking Shinya if he was okay, and then Shinya changed the subject completely. They rambled for hours, Kyo couldn't remember about what, and then he realised how drunk Shinya really was and told him he was going to drive him home. Shinya, however, insisted he could drive, to the point of Kyo dragging him away from his car to his own. He fell asleep on the drive, and Kyo got the crazy notion to take Shinya to his place. It was, after all, much closer. He could sleep over on Kyo's bed, and Kyo would sleep on the couch, and the next day Kyo would explain to him what happened and bring him to his car, and they would go their separate ways. It was a little sketchy, but Shinya wasn't the kind of person to assume the worst, hentai things Die did, so Kyo pulled up by his house and carefully woke Shinya up. He stirred and smiled blearily at Kyo.
"Shinya, we're at my house. I'm gonna let you sleep here for tonight, okay?" Shinya, though flushed from drunkenness, seemed to grow even redder, and his expression became somewhat awestruck.
"Kyo's...you want...sleep here?" he drawled. Kyo nodded, then sighed frustratedly and went around to carry Shinya inside. He fell asleep on Kyo again, but woke up when he was laid down on the bed. Kyo took off his shoes and put him under the covers, making sure he was comfortable. Damnit, stupid Shinya, getting all fucking drunk on me in that goddamned outfit. Chikushou... He turned to leave, but suddenly felt strong, gentle fingers on his wrist, and heard a soft whine from the bed.
"Kyo...not tired...stay with me, kudasai..." Shinya pleaded softly. Kyo cringed. That voice...made him tremble. In more than one way.
"Come on, Shinya, you're drunk. You need sleep." Shinya scoffed.
"So did you, but you just kept smoking, you silly Warumono..." He was crawling across the bed to him, and Kyo wasn't even trying to pull away. He giggled, and pulled Kyo closer, before letting go and falling onto his stomach on the bed. Kyo turned around, and stared at the thing before him. Drunk as he was, he was still beautiful...and sexy. His hair was falling over his face, and his eyes were closed gently, his full lips parted slightly in a picture of peaceful ecstasy. I'd love to put that expression on his face...or take it off...Kyo shivered, imagining again running his hands down Shinya's soft skin. Impulsively, he touched the drummer's cheek, and Shinya pushed against his hand like a cat. "Kyo..." he whined softly, and Kyo gasped sharply, feeling that voice in his groin. No! What the hell! Why is this happening! Argh! Stop it! Shinya reached out, aimlessly, and Kyo caught his hand.
"Shinya, seriously. You don't know what you're doing." The younger man opened his eyes slowly and looked up at Kyo with the most severe look he had ever seen.
"Yes. I do." Suddenly, Shinya was on his knees on the bed and had pulled Kyo by his collar onto his lips. He clutched Kyo to him, kissing him passionately, and Kyo barely resisted. What am I doing? But... Shinya began to moan into the kiss. Kyo felt the heat of his tongue running back and forth across his lips, enccouraging him. Shinya whined, begging, and dropping all barriers, Kyo kissed him back. Hesitantly, he parted his lips to let Shinya's tongue in. It ravished him, licking across his teeth and all around the inside of his mouth, until Kyo felt the heat between his legs growing and gave in. He grabbed him by his hips and lifted him up while their tongues battled inside their mouths. Fiercely, Shinya wrapped his legs around Kyo's waist, and Kyo fell back against a wall hard. When they parted, gasping for breath, Shinya paused. Hmn, he thought, he tastes like vanilla and Kyo.
"Shinya..." Kyo whispered, in a voice that couldn't have been his. That voice was begging, begging for something he should never want. Shinya turned back to him, and passionately kissed his jaw and neck, leaving love bites in his wake. Kyo's breathing and heartbeat became irregular, and he growled. He grabbed Shinya's ass and squeezed hard, making the drummer moan loudly. "I want...to fuck you..." Kyo was saying, while Shinya attacked his neck and whimpered against him. He turned around and slammed Shinya against the wall, and ground their hips together. Shinya gasped loudly and began to moan in rhythm with Kyo's thrusts, panting still. He grew hard fast, and whined, begged wordlessly for more.
"Kyo...oh, Kyo, onegai!" Shinya whined. Kyo bit his neck, and he screamed. That was the last stroke to make him totally sober. He grabbed Kyo's hair and forced him into another passionate kiss, this time not waiting to dive his tongue into the hot cavern of Kyo's mouth. He tasted so sweet...Shinya whined again, and Kyo laughed into the kiss. You sound like a puppy, he thought sentimentally. Then Shinya bit his lip hard, and he screamed.
"What? I thought you liked pain..." Shinya said huskily. Kyo stared at him. His eyes were absolutely fierce. He had never seen this side of the drummer, and it excited him much more than it scared him. "Take me to the bed," Shinya asked, softly. Kyo felt himself growing harder at the idea, and he itched to throw Shinya down right there. Slowly, Kyo, or you'll lose this chance forever... Had Shinya always been this desirable? He took Shinya to the bed, but before he could let him out of his arms the drummer pulled him down with tremendous force and began to suck his tongue out of his mouth as if it were another part of his body. He played with it as he sucked, and Kyo heard himself begin to moan back, and he writhed against him. Shinya's hands roamed to the hem of Kyo's shirt, and he pulled it off with little help from Kyo before flipping him over and attacking his mouth. Kyo's lip was still bleeding, and Shinya sucked on it gently, running his tongue along the wound provocatively. He straddled Kyo and pushed against him rhythmically, teasing his hardening organ with his ass. Kyo moaned and grabbed Shinya's hips forcefully, but Shinya pulled away.
"Damnit...Shinya...get these pants off..." Kyo pleaded. Shinya ignored him, and licked the corner of his mouth, trailing his tongue down his neck to his chest, where he licked Kyo's left nipple while he moaned. Kyo put his hands on Shinya's shoulders and pulled at the fabric of his shirt. Shinya bit the nipple, making Kyo cry out.
"So impatient..." Shinya scolded, then took Kyo's hands in his own and helped him take off his shirt. Kyo sat up quickly and held Shinya firmly at his waist, using his tongue to trace his collarbone. Shinya whimpered softly, curling his fingers through Kyo's short hair, and bit his lip. Licking and nipping along Shinya's shoulders and neck, Kyo let his hands run down the man's sides to his hips, slowly, and Shinya arched into the touch. With one hand he unbuttoned Shinya's pants slowly, then locked his mouth onto the drummer's and pulled them off, flinging them into a corner. Shinya threw Kyo down and sat on his waist, holding his hands together above his head with one of his own hands. He kissed him passionately, and played the other nipple with his fingers until it was just as hard as the first. Kyo bucked against him, moaning into the kiss, but Shinya broke it and slid back, making Kyo hiss.
"See, Kyo?" he said, and cupped his hardness through his thin denim pants. "You don't take good enough care of yourself."
"Oh, Shinya...please...more..." Kyo brought his hand down to press Shinya's into him harder, but the drummer slapped the hand away and worked at him slowly. Kyo moaned in agony and pleasure and thrust himself against the hand desperately. Shinya bent down and took Kyo's zipper in his teeth, drawing it down slowly. "Shinya, please! Don't torture me any more!" he screamed. Shinya smiled to himself and slowly pulled everything off. He slid back up and sat between Kyo's legs, and watched Kyo's engorged member twitch in anticipation. He licked its sensitive tip, and Kyo moaned and tried to push himself deeper into the younger man's mouth. It was coated already with pre-cum, so Shinya pushed his own wants out of his mind and deep-throated him. Kyo screamed and thrust into Shinya's mouth, but Shinya held his hips down and worked at his own pace. Slowly he dragged his teeth along the organ, making Kyo whimper and squirm. "Shinya...Shinya! Onegai, more!" he moaned. He deep-throated him again, deciding he was too impatient himself, and sucked hard, teasing with his tongue in intervals. "Oh...Shinya...God...oh, god...yes..." Kyo moaned, lost in the sensation of Shinya's hot, wet mouth around him, moving his hips despite Shinya's strong grip on them. Shinya giggled deep in his throat, and Kyo let out a growl that bordered on a scream and came instantly in his mouth. As the stars faded from in front of his eyes, Kyo felt Shinya straddle him again and begin playing with his navel. First with his finger, in and out, which despite Kyo's exhaustion made him tremble and react instantaneously. Then he bent down, and circled it with his tongue, then dipped the tongue in and out, making Kyo whimper. Shinya, too, was whining, and he moved down to sit between Kyo's legs again. Kyo looked down at him, at the smooth, perfect curves of his body, at his beautiful occidental eyes and his pretty full lips, at his soft white thighs, and at the triangle of black hair between them. He bit his lip gently.
"Damn, Shinya..." Kyo said softly, trying to regain his breath. "You are so fucking sexy, you know that?" Shinya only smiled a little, and shook his head, his cheeks getting even redder than they already were. Kyo sat up and laid Shinya on his back, and kissed him deeply and sweetly. Then, suddenly, he grabbed Shinya's erection and squeezed. Shinya moaned loudly and thrust into Kyo's hand. Kyo played with him slowly, getting his revenge as Shinya moaned again and again. Just seeing Shinya in such an erotic way made Kyo hard again faster than he liked, and he longed to be inside him. To really fuck the man, throw him down and fuck him so hard he lost his voice to him. He laid on top of Shinya, and ground their erections together, groaning. Shinya grabbed his ass and pushed against him desperately, his eyes fluttering open and closed.
"Shinya..." Kyo whispered, and licked along the curve of the drummer's earlobe. He whined again. "I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you hard. So hard you scream for me. So hard you won't be able to move in the morning."
"Yes!" Shinya whined, and spread his legs. "Kyo, onegai!" If there was any doubt in Kyo's mind that Shinya was still drunk, it was gone with that. He took his opportunity and reached into a drawer for some lotion. Shinya caught his hand before he could use it, and stared at him with those fierce eyes. "Not you. Just me. Please, Kyo," he begged. Kyo stared at him.
"I don't want to hurt you," he said, honestly. Shinya shook his head and pulled Kyo into his arms.
"I want this. Please...Kyo..." he whined, and Kyo cringed against it. Such an angel, such a horrid, wicked, sexy angel. Angrily, Kyo slid down between Shinya's legs and began to lick at his opening. Shinya moaned loudly, and Kyo stuck his tongue inside him. He whimpered, and Kyo quickly replaced his tongue with a lubricated finger and claimed Shinya's mouth. "Stop - your - whining," he commanded, thrusting his finger deeper with each word. Shinya moaned in rhythm, and whined again as Kyo inserted another two fingers at once. He bit his lip, and Kyo kissed him deeply, thrusting his tongue into his mouth in time with the thrusts of his fingers. As Kyo found that spot Shinya bit his tongue in surprise and pleasure, and he pulled out and grabbed Shinya's hips, positioning himself at Shinya's opening.
"Onegai, Kyo! Please! Fuck me!" Shinya begged, and wiggled in Kyo's hands. Kyo rammed into Shinya and he screamed. But his screams turned quickly into moans, and he scratched at Kyo's back, drawing blood. "Hai...hai...Kyo..." Kyo groaned deeply, and started to pump Shinya in time with his thrusts. Shinya distractedly placed one hand on Kyo's chest, moaning and screaming in pleasure, while the other was digging its nails into Kyo's shoulder.
"Shinya...god...so...tight..." Kyo abandoned words for moans as Shinya came, screaming, on their chests, his muscles tightening around Kyo. In an instant Kyo released his seed deep inside Shinya, filling him with a warmth that was indescribably heavenly. Carefully he drew out and fell onto his back next to Shinya, totally spent, and laid there gasping for steady breath. His coughing resumed, and Shinya touched his cheek, concerned. When he'd caught his breath, he pointed to the tissue box by the bed, and Shinya cleaned them both up before securing them under the blankets and passing out on Kyo's chest. When Kyo was sure Shinya was asleep, he moved him off of him and kissed his forehead.
"Aishiteru, kimi no tenshi," he whispered, and rolled over onto his side to go back to sleep. Shinya smiled to himself.
"Aishiteru, Waru-chan," he said, so softly he knew Kyo couldn't hear. "And I always have."
*****
Shinya sat on Kyo's bed, staring out the widow and nervously pulling on a loose string on his pants. All he knew for sure was that he hurt - bad - and he was in Kyo's house. Vague memories flashed through his head from the previous night, which from the memories seemed pretty damned good. But he couldn't remember the most important thing: was Kyo drunk? Kyo never got drunk. But in his right mind, he never slept with men! What the hell was going on?! Was this some kind of joke the others were playing on him? It had to be Toshiya's fault... Shinya ground his teeth, and fell back on the bed. He cringed and shifted. Toshiya would never do something like that...But, then again, neither would Kyo.
Someone coughed outside, and Shinya listened carefully. That someone - it must have been Kyo - got up and kicked the wall, then walked coughing back into the house. Shinya flitted back under the covers and pretended to be asleep. Kyo walked into the room and stood in the doorway, staring at the sleeping form of Shinya. With a regretful sigh, he flopped down onto his back on the bed and put his hands under his head, staring at the ceiling. He reeked of tobacco smoke, and Shinya tried hard not to cough.
"Tell me, Shinya," Kyo said softly, believing he was talking to himself. "Why didn't I notice before? I didn't notice anything. Not how beautiful you were, or that I liked guys, or that I loved you. How the hell does a person miss something like that?" He sighed, and played with the bedsheets. "I guess what I want to say is...I'm sorry. I never should have taken advantage of you. Forgive me..." he whispered, "Please..."
Shinya, who was no longer able to hold back tears, crawled slowly onto a shocked and awkward Kyo and held him. Slowly, Kyo held him back, and ended up rocking him gently and shushing him. Shinya leaned up and kissed Kyo weakly, and, surprised, Kyo kissed him back.
"Forgive you?" Shinya asked incredulously, wiping the tears from his eyes. "I love you." They stared at each other for a moment, before Kyo hugged Shinya to him, smiling.
"We aren't the kind of people, Shinya, but I don't care. Stay with me?" he asked, in a voice that mocked the one Shinya had played him with the previous night. Shinya snuggled into Kyo, peaceful and blissful for the first time in years.
"Mochiron, Waru-chan. 'Till Kaoru makes us part." Kyo laughed along with Shinya's quiet, feminine giggle, and they fell asleep together in the sunlight.