Fic: Strawberry Flavoured
Title: Strawberry Flavoured
Pairing/Characters: Nakamaru/Ueda, Maruconda, guest appearances from…
Rating: NC17? R?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of them since they sold themselves to J&A over 10 years ago.
Word Count: 1.5k
Warning: Un-betaed as usual.
Author's Note: Written for the the trick sugiex gave me for my Treat or Trick, and the request from snowaltz (It seems that every fic I write is because of either one of you anyway! T__T) Fluff Bingo box: Night in.
Ueda Tatsuya is worried about sex.
He has been going out with his boyfriend, Nakamaru Yuichi, for about a month. They met when Ueda visited the bank Nakamaru works in and one day Nakamaru had suggested that they go out for coffee at the nearby café. Things just seemed to have progressed naturally from there. They would have dinner together after Nakamaru’s work ended, (Ueda’s job as a boxing instructor allows him to have a more flexible schedule) but they've never had a ‘real’ date nor visited each other’s houses.
And today, Nakamaru has invited Ueda over to his house to watch a movie or something together. According to Ueda’s past experience, that usually translated to let’s watch a movie and then have sex when we get bored with it. And hence Ueda’s worries.
It isn’t like Ueda is prim or proper or anything like that. On the contrary, Ueda likes sex. In fact, he loves it so much that he thinks that compared to his usual (self-thought) strict image, it make him look like a slut in bed.
What if he scares Nakamaru away with his erm, eagerness? Nakamaru doesn’t seem like the type to be very adventurous in bed. His hair always looks like a wig from the eighties, and his shirts are eternally bright and crisp. (Ueda’s idea of laundry is to throw everything into the washer, transfer them into the dryer, and leave it in a pile on the floor so that he could just grab one in the morning.) If Nakamaru’s fashion sense is an accurate indication of his attitude towards sex, Ueda thinks that he is probably in big trouble.
I’ll try my best to control myself, he tells himself as he rings Nakamaru’s doorbell.
“Tatsuya! Come on in!”
“… You look kind of different today, Yuichi.” Gone are the thick-framed glasses and starched shirts. Nakamaru’s hair is slightly tousled and he is wearing a casual checked shirt with the top few buttons undone, exposing, in Ueda’s opinion, just the right amount of skin and oh god the collarbones…
“Do you really expect me to be wearing suits at home too?” Nakamaru chuckles. “And I’m not really short-sighted; I just wear glasses at work to look more professional.”
“Oh…” Ueda bites his lower lip slightly in an attempt to shake the urge to pounce on his boyfriend right then away.
I hope when I wake up tomorrow I wouldn't be single, he prays silently.
“You can go pick a movie from that cupboard while I go get us some beer and snacks,” Nakamaru suggests as he disappears into the kitchen, leaving Ueda in his bedroom.
Ueda automatically eliminates the one and a half shelves of war movies, and winches slightly at the other half that is filled with romance films. Then, he spots an unlabelled case stuffed between the war and romance sections. Digging it out, he opens it to find a single disc labeled ‘My Name is Dangerous Cat’.
Maybe this is an action film, he thinks optimistically.
Putting the disc into the machine, Ueda lies back on the fluffy pillows on the bed and presses the play button.
“… urgh… so good…”
Ueda gasps at the scene that comes up on the screen. A blond man with strong features was lying on a bed, legs spread as he fingers himself, making obscene noises that made Ueda hard instantly. A tube of half-used lube lies abandoned beside him, and from the colour of it Ueda guesses that it is probably strawberry flavoured (which also happens to be his favourite). He is wearing a pair of cat-ears on his head, which probably explains the title.
“Good kitty. Does it feel good?” The camera pans over to the other side of the room, where another man sits on a luxurious sofa, long legs elegantly crossed. He get up and walks over to the bed where the blond waits eagerly, licking his fingers that are slick with lube and god knows what else.
“Master, I’m ready. Please…” He begs.
Ueda briefly considers whether he should stop and hide the disc away before Nakamaru comes back (why is he taking so long anyway?) but the video is kinda hot and…
“Tatsuya? What are you…”
Ueda literally jumps when he hears Nakamaru. Oops, guess it’s too late, he thinks sheepishly. Turning around, he tries to give the most innocent smile he can manage under the circumstances.
“I just picked a random disc! I didn’t know that it would be… Of course I’ve never seen anything like this before…”
“Tatsuya, you’re hard,” Nakamaru states plainly. He drops the tray of food on the table and walks over to Ueda, eyes staring intently into his.
Are we going to skip the movie altogether? Ueda wonders for a moment.
“Say, Tacchan, why don’t you touch yourself for me too?”
Without any hesitation, Ueda quickly strips and jumps back onto the bed. Nakamaru stands at the edge of the bed, looking on as Ueda rummages through the drawer to find a tube of lube. Strawberry flavoured, Ueda notes happily.
Ueda begins trailing his fingers down his own chest, letting out a soft moan as he brushes past his left nipple, already hard before he even touches it. His body is always so sensitive as soon as he gets into the mood. He puts some lube onto his fingers and reaches between his legs, gently caressing his crease before plunging two fingers in at once.
“Ah… feels so good…”
Ueda is a little surprised at how tight he is. He hadn’t pleasured himself this way for quite a while and god it felt so good to be filled, even if it is only his own fingers. Licking his lips in the most seductive way he could, he starts to thrust his fingers in and out, slowly at first and gaining speed as he gets used to the intrusion. He is pleased to hear Nakamaru pant a little louder at his performance as the latter unbuttons his shirt and joins him in bed.
“Nee~ Yucchi, I want something bigger inside… Something thick and hot...” He pleads, licking his fingers like the man in the video had earlier. Deciding to take more initiative, he begins to undo Nakamaru’s slacks, but is met with a slight protest.
“Wait, Tacchan, I need to tell you that…”
“I don’t want to wait…” Ueda ignores Nakamaru and pulls his underwear down, but is slightly stunned at what he sees. “You’re huge… like really huge…” He remarks.
Ueda has never seen such a huge cock in his life. It is long and thick, dark veins running down the sides and the tip curving a little under its own weight. He feels himself getting a little wetter at the thought of it entering him, filling him to the hilt and he thinks he can probably come right away.
“If you lick it it’ll become even bigger,” Nakamaru suggests, assured that Ueda clearly doesn’t seem to be frightened by the size of his manhood.
Never one to refuse, Ueda leans forward, licking tentatively along and tip and then taking it into his mouth all at once. He can’t fit it all in but he tries, choking a little when the head hits the back of his throat. He feels it get even larger (how is it even possible!) when he hollows his cheeks and give it a nice hard suck.
“You have such nice cock sucking lips, you know that?” Nakamaru says, although Ueda isn’t sure if he’s supposed to be happy about the comment. He wants to open his mouth to protest but Nakamaru begins to thrust into this mouth and Ueda forgets what he wants to say.
“Do you want me to come in your mouth? Or would you rather I come in your pretty ass?” Nakamaru asks, giving said ass a nice tight slap and Ueda gasps in response.
“Please… want it… now…” Ueda begs, lying back against the pillows and spreading his hole open with his fingers. “Ah…”
“You’re so damn tight,” Nakamaru grunts, gliding in slowly. Ueda groans at how full he feels, stretched to the maximum by Nakamaru’s throbbing hardness.
Nakamaru begins to thrust into the hot tight flesh, slowly gaining momentum as he feels Ueda arching his hips to match his movements. He hits a spot that makes Ueda scream out loud in ecstasy and tighten around him. He continues to aim in that direction and soon Ueda comes, releasing all over their stomachs. Unable to take the tightening heat around him, Nakamaru comes too after a few more thrusts, and Ueda whimpers in bliss when he feels the heat spilling inside him.
They lay still for a couple of moments before Nakamaru starts to speak. “You know, I was afraid that I was going to scare you away…”
“Well, I was afraid of the same thing,” Ueda blushes.
“Shall we continue with the movie or…” Nakamaru asks, staring at the screen that was frozen on a close-up of the blond’s mouth (they had somehow managed to hit the remote during their previous activities)
“Why don’t we try reenacting it… again?”
---------------
More Author's Notes:
- I had no idea what to name the fic, so I picked something random.
- The identity of Dangerous Cat and his master is totally up to your own interpretation (no names mentioned here!) /blinks innocently
- After finishing it I realised that they didn't kiss at all, oops >__<; Although I think I suck more at writing about kisses than the actual sexy stuff.
Pairing/Characters: Nakamaru/Ueda, Maruconda, guest appearances from…
Rating: NC17? R?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of them since they sold themselves to J&A over 10 years ago.
Word Count: 1.5k
Warning: Un-betaed as usual.
Author's Note: Written for the the trick sugiex gave me for my Treat or Trick, and the request from snowaltz (It seems that every fic I write is because of either one of you anyway! T__T) Fluff Bingo box: Night in.
Ueda Tatsuya is worried about sex.
He has been going out with his boyfriend, Nakamaru Yuichi, for about a month. They met when Ueda visited the bank Nakamaru works in and one day Nakamaru had suggested that they go out for coffee at the nearby café. Things just seemed to have progressed naturally from there. They would have dinner together after Nakamaru’s work ended, (Ueda’s job as a boxing instructor allows him to have a more flexible schedule) but they've never had a ‘real’ date nor visited each other’s houses.
And today, Nakamaru has invited Ueda over to his house to watch a movie or something together. According to Ueda’s past experience, that usually translated to let’s watch a movie and then have sex when we get bored with it. And hence Ueda’s worries.
It isn’t like Ueda is prim or proper or anything like that. On the contrary, Ueda likes sex. In fact, he loves it so much that he thinks that compared to his usual (self-thought) strict image, it make him look like a slut in bed.
What if he scares Nakamaru away with his erm, eagerness? Nakamaru doesn’t seem like the type to be very adventurous in bed. His hair always looks like a wig from the eighties, and his shirts are eternally bright and crisp. (Ueda’s idea of laundry is to throw everything into the washer, transfer them into the dryer, and leave it in a pile on the floor so that he could just grab one in the morning.) If Nakamaru’s fashion sense is an accurate indication of his attitude towards sex, Ueda thinks that he is probably in big trouble.
I’ll try my best to control myself, he tells himself as he rings Nakamaru’s doorbell.
“Tatsuya! Come on in!”
“… You look kind of different today, Yuichi.” Gone are the thick-framed glasses and starched shirts. Nakamaru’s hair is slightly tousled and he is wearing a casual checked shirt with the top few buttons undone, exposing, in Ueda’s opinion, just the right amount of skin and oh god the collarbones…
“Do you really expect me to be wearing suits at home too?” Nakamaru chuckles. “And I’m not really short-sighted; I just wear glasses at work to look more professional.”
“Oh…” Ueda bites his lower lip slightly in an attempt to shake the urge to pounce on his boyfriend right then away.
I hope when I wake up tomorrow I wouldn't be single, he prays silently.
“You can go pick a movie from that cupboard while I go get us some beer and snacks,” Nakamaru suggests as he disappears into the kitchen, leaving Ueda in his bedroom.
Ueda automatically eliminates the one and a half shelves of war movies, and winches slightly at the other half that is filled with romance films. Then, he spots an unlabelled case stuffed between the war and romance sections. Digging it out, he opens it to find a single disc labeled ‘My Name is Dangerous Cat’.
Maybe this is an action film, he thinks optimistically.
Putting the disc into the machine, Ueda lies back on the fluffy pillows on the bed and presses the play button.
“… urgh… so good…”
Ueda gasps at the scene that comes up on the screen. A blond man with strong features was lying on a bed, legs spread as he fingers himself, making obscene noises that made Ueda hard instantly. A tube of half-used lube lies abandoned beside him, and from the colour of it Ueda guesses that it is probably strawberry flavoured (which also happens to be his favourite). He is wearing a pair of cat-ears on his head, which probably explains the title.
“Good kitty. Does it feel good?” The camera pans over to the other side of the room, where another man sits on a luxurious sofa, long legs elegantly crossed. He get up and walks over to the bed where the blond waits eagerly, licking his fingers that are slick with lube and god knows what else.
“Master, I’m ready. Please…” He begs.
Ueda briefly considers whether he should stop and hide the disc away before Nakamaru comes back (why is he taking so long anyway?) but the video is kinda hot and…
“Tatsuya? What are you…”
Ueda literally jumps when he hears Nakamaru. Oops, guess it’s too late, he thinks sheepishly. Turning around, he tries to give the most innocent smile he can manage under the circumstances.
“I just picked a random disc! I didn’t know that it would be… Of course I’ve never seen anything like this before…”
“Tatsuya, you’re hard,” Nakamaru states plainly. He drops the tray of food on the table and walks over to Ueda, eyes staring intently into his.
Are we going to skip the movie altogether? Ueda wonders for a moment.
“Say, Tacchan, why don’t you touch yourself for me too?”
Without any hesitation, Ueda quickly strips and jumps back onto the bed. Nakamaru stands at the edge of the bed, looking on as Ueda rummages through the drawer to find a tube of lube. Strawberry flavoured, Ueda notes happily.
Ueda begins trailing his fingers down his own chest, letting out a soft moan as he brushes past his left nipple, already hard before he even touches it. His body is always so sensitive as soon as he gets into the mood. He puts some lube onto his fingers and reaches between his legs, gently caressing his crease before plunging two fingers in at once.
“Ah… feels so good…”
Ueda is a little surprised at how tight he is. He hadn’t pleasured himself this way for quite a while and god it felt so good to be filled, even if it is only his own fingers. Licking his lips in the most seductive way he could, he starts to thrust his fingers in and out, slowly at first and gaining speed as he gets used to the intrusion. He is pleased to hear Nakamaru pant a little louder at his performance as the latter unbuttons his shirt and joins him in bed.
“Nee~ Yucchi, I want something bigger inside… Something thick and hot...” He pleads, licking his fingers like the man in the video had earlier. Deciding to take more initiative, he begins to undo Nakamaru’s slacks, but is met with a slight protest.
“Wait, Tacchan, I need to tell you that…”
“I don’t want to wait…” Ueda ignores Nakamaru and pulls his underwear down, but is slightly stunned at what he sees. “You’re huge… like really huge…” He remarks.
Ueda has never seen such a huge cock in his life. It is long and thick, dark veins running down the sides and the tip curving a little under its own weight. He feels himself getting a little wetter at the thought of it entering him, filling him to the hilt and he thinks he can probably come right away.
“If you lick it it’ll become even bigger,” Nakamaru suggests, assured that Ueda clearly doesn’t seem to be frightened by the size of his manhood.
Never one to refuse, Ueda leans forward, licking tentatively along and tip and then taking it into his mouth all at once. He can’t fit it all in but he tries, choking a little when the head hits the back of his throat. He feels it get even larger (how is it even possible!) when he hollows his cheeks and give it a nice hard suck.
“You have such nice cock sucking lips, you know that?” Nakamaru says, although Ueda isn’t sure if he’s supposed to be happy about the comment. He wants to open his mouth to protest but Nakamaru begins to thrust into this mouth and Ueda forgets what he wants to say.
“Do you want me to come in your mouth? Or would you rather I come in your pretty ass?” Nakamaru asks, giving said ass a nice tight slap and Ueda gasps in response.
“Please… want it… now…” Ueda begs, lying back against the pillows and spreading his hole open with his fingers. “Ah…”
“You’re so damn tight,” Nakamaru grunts, gliding in slowly. Ueda groans at how full he feels, stretched to the maximum by Nakamaru’s throbbing hardness.
Nakamaru begins to thrust into the hot tight flesh, slowly gaining momentum as he feels Ueda arching his hips to match his movements. He hits a spot that makes Ueda scream out loud in ecstasy and tighten around him. He continues to aim in that direction and soon Ueda comes, releasing all over their stomachs. Unable to take the tightening heat around him, Nakamaru comes too after a few more thrusts, and Ueda whimpers in bliss when he feels the heat spilling inside him.
They lay still for a couple of moments before Nakamaru starts to speak. “You know, I was afraid that I was going to scare you away…”
“Well, I was afraid of the same thing,” Ueda blushes.
“Shall we continue with the movie or…” Nakamaru asks, staring at the screen that was frozen on a close-up of the blond’s mouth (they had somehow managed to hit the remote during their previous activities)
“Why don’t we try reenacting it… again?”
---------------
More Author's Notes:
- I had no idea what to name the fic, so I picked something random.
- The identity of Dangerous Cat and his master is totally up to your own interpretation (no names mentioned here!) /blinks innocently
- After finishing it I realised that they didn't kiss at all, oops >__<; Although I think I suck more at writing about kisses than the actual sexy stuff.