[FIC] Thought - The Sequel
Title: Thoughts - Sequel
Pairing: Akame. Brief Pin and Pikame?
Rating: NC-17 for language and contents?
Summary: Jin lets his thoughts wonder to thought about Kazuya and Pi. This is also the most messed up fic I wrote...
Notes: Birthday present for akame4eva. Happy Belated!
Jin stretched his sore arms out, not nearly conscious enough to know where the hell the KAT-TUN dressing room was though he didn’t give a damn either.
Yawning sleepily, he started mumbling cuss words to himself as he lifted a hand up to rub at his blurry eyes which he knew had dark circles under them. He laughed in spite of himself. He must look like a fuckin’ panda these days with the amount of sleep he got which, between his busy schedule and his reoccurring nightmares, was nearly none at all.
Jin felt sick at the mere thought of the nightmares that haunted him in his sleep. How Pi had Kazuya on all fours as he fucked him hard, making Kazuya scream out in a strangled moan, how he had Kazuya sucking him off as he moaned Kazuya’s name breathily, it was always Pi.
“Hey, I haven’t seen you around in a while,” a familiar voice came from behind, a hand landing on his shoulder in a friendly fashion.
Speak of the devil.
Jin flinched away from him hard, almost shuddering at the touch. His mind blanked, his body already reacting to the contact. His stomach burned as the bile built up within and to his dismay, he was starting to get aroused. His dirty dreams about Pi and his lover surfacing in his mind.
“Jin...?” concern was full in his voice, “You all right?”
“Yeah... I’m, I’m fine.” Jin managed out, forcing a weak smile on his lips as he walked away, waving him off coolly as if nothing were wrong.
But everything was wrong.
Splashing cold water on himself at the nearest bathroom, he wiped at his face with his sleeve, looking up into the mirror.
He was starting to lose to himself.
Jin promised himself when he saw Kazuya making out with his best friend that he would pretend he didn’t see anything. He forced himself to remember the scene and even imagined what they did behind closed doors, behind his back so he would get used to the idea. So that he would know deep in his heart that Kazuya didn’t belong to him so that it wouldn’t hurt him as much when Kazuya finally stopped wanting to fuck him, when he finally wasn’t good enough to be taken by him.
But now he was starting to feel it wasn’t enough. He wanted to be the only one that Kazuya touched, the only one that touched Kazuya. He wanted to possess Kazuya, make him his and his alone. But he knew he couldn’t, Kazuya belonged to Pi. Why would Kazuya give a damn about him when he had Pi who was obviously better than he’d ever be?
He couldn’t handle it anymore, this suffocating feeling he’d feel every time he imagined Kazuya being held by someone else, especially Pi. It was so painful to him, now more than ever. He felt he was starting to lose Kazuya and the thought alone killed him. It was so bad that he was starting to have aversions to both his friend and his lover whose calls he had been avoiding as of late.
Jin furrowed his face looking around weirdly. Laying down on the couch, he wondered when the hell he even got to the dressing room. Fuck, who cares? He needed some sleep. Moving his arm over onto his eyes, he tried to relax and think of nothing. Nothing that had to do with his lover or his best friend anyways.
As he cleared his thoughts, in the background he could hear the door slamming itself open, probably Koki although he was already in the room when he walked in. Maybe he walked out. No one else bursts in like that.
“Somebody hasn’t been getting any,” he could hear Koki teasing. Okay, so maybe it was Maru who walked in?
Koki earned a dangerous glare from the youngest member who just arrived, a scowl on his face. “Don’t even get me started,” he shot back in a tone of voice that clearly said he should not be messed with right now which, of course, shut Koki up in an instant. Kazuya could be a real bitch to deal with when he was pissed.
Kazuya studied the room, narrowing his eyes at the sight of Jin.
See, Kazuya could handle a joke. In fact, he could’ve tolerated the teasing he got from Koki and laughed it off, just not when it was actually true and his lover was avoiding him so damned obviously. Or well, he tried making excuses but Jin was a horrible liar and Kazuya wasn’t stupid enough to believe him.
He wondered what the hell he did wrong this time and what his idiot of a lover was so pissed about but whatever it was, it was getting settled now.
“We need to talk.”
Jin opened his eyes, looking up at Kazuya briefly surprised at the edginess in his voice. “I have nothing to talk about,” Jin replied coolly, closing his eyes once more.
“I do.”
“I’m not getting up for you,” Jin mumbled, not even looking at his lover.
Kazuya resisted the urge to grab Jin by the collar and shake him at how childish he was being. Could he not tell how irritated he was with him right now and how urgent this is?
“Fine, I don’t mind talking about it here and letting the others hear details about our sex lives and how I haven’t been fucking you for the last damned week ‘cause you won’t even answer the goddamn phone!” he shouted furiously.
Kazuya snapped out of his rant, hearing the door. He looked around to see that the rest of the group had just left and quirked his eyebrows. At least they got the hint? More so than Jin anyways.
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“What is this about?”
“I haven’t been in the mood...”
“Bullshit, what is this about?”
“I told you, I just haven’t been in the mood!” Jin snapped. Kazuya knew exactly what the fuck this was about!
Kazuya scoffed, “And you couldn’t just find some Viagra? Jin, what the fuck is this about?”
Jin laughed bitterly, “I’m tired of this. Don’t act like you don’t freakin’ know!”
“I don’t!” Kazuya shouted, finally loosing his last shred of composure.
“All right then, it’s about you whoring yourself to Pi,” Jin spat out, nothing but resentment in his voice.
Okay, now he really wanted to smack Jin. Did this idiot really think he’d be here wasting time complaining to him about how he hasn’t been getting any if he had someone on the side? Did he really think he was so damned loose to go and whore himself to his lover’s best friend?
“I’m whoring myself to Pi...” Kazuya said in exasperation, he sat on his lover’s stomach and grabbed him by the collar pulling him up briefly. He wondered why he loved this idiot so much and why he didn’t really just run off with Pi and save himself the stress.
“When have I whored myself to Pi, Jin? Huh?” he hissed, still pissed off as hell but wanting to cry at the same time.
“Don’t try to lie to me! I saw you kissing him!”
Kazuya immediately let him go, his face furrowed in visible confusion and what seemed like shock, “I kissed Pi?”
Kazuya pursed his lips tightly, deep in thought. He kissed Pi? How come he didn’t know about it? “Was I drunk?”
Jin nearly pouted in equal confusion, but he saw them and Kazuya couldn’t have been drunk. It was during the day, right after a shooting, “No... You couldn’t have been.”
“Okay, are you trying to tell me I have a split-personality and my other half is fucking around with Pi? ‘Cause I really don’t recall kissing Pi...”
“But I saw you!”
“Are you sure it was me?” Kazuya pressed. There was no way Jin could’ve seen him kissing Pi when he’d never kissed Pi to begin with.
Jin paused for a second, trying to remember the scene, “Yes! You had your hand in his hair and you were leaning into him, and Pi was tilting his face and...”
“I was checking his contacts!” Kazuya shouted in incredulously.
“You were what?” Jin asked dumbly.
“He said his eyesight was blurry so I was checking his contacts to see if they were out of place,” Kazuya sighed, “Jin, you really think I’d cheat on you?”
Jin suddenly fell quiet.
“I... I kept imagining you getting fucked by Pi and it hurt so...”
Kazuya raised his eyebrow, “You imagined me what?”
“Pi was screwing you and it even started haunting me in my dreams and...”
Kazuya frowned, “I’m more worried about you cheating on me... You imagined Pi naked at the same time I was in your dreams?”
“But it wasn’t...” he defended but was immediately cut off.
“I don’t like not being the only one in my lover’s fantasy.”
“But that was because...”
“Jin, I swear... You cheat on me with anyone, you’re dead! You cheat on me with Pi, I’ll kill you both!”
“But I’m not...”
Jin was cut off once again, but this time not by words but by a soft, gentle kiss and Jin could feel Kazuya smiling against his lips. Kazuya ran his finger down his cheeks appreciatively before giving him another chaste kiss.
It was one of many butterfly kisses Kazuya gave him, slowly working down his neck, knowing he was driving Jin mad with the snail pace he was moving at as his hands unbuckled Jin's belt. Unbuttoning his jeans, Kazuya slid his pants and his boxers down to his ankles, exposing his arousal but not touching it at all.
Instead he moved his lips lower, brushing them against his pert nipple before circling his tongue gently around them, making Jin moan softly in pleasure. At the same time, one of hand played with his other nipple, giving it a few playful pinches while his other hand was working on taking off his own pants.
Feeling he gave Jin's nipples enough attention Kazuya pulled away, smirking down at Jin lovingly before lowering his mouth and wrapping his lips around Jin's hardening erection. Jin immediately tangled his hands through Kazuya’s hair as he sucked him slowly and almost teasingly, his tongue licking his shaft gently. Jin could almost feel himself going over the edge when the warmth of Kazuya’s mouth suddenly left his throbbing member. He whimpered at the lost of contact. He was so close.
Kazuya smiled down at him sweetly, moving his bangs out of his face and kissing him briefly. Jin could taste his own pre-cum on his lips as Kazuya gave him a few fleeting kisses.
Kazuya always knew that Jin was a masochist even before they officially got together so to speak. So he always played perfect actor slash lover by being aggressive in bed, although at times he just wanted to be gentle with Jin and show him how much he loved him. But when it all came down to it, he would do anything to pleasure Jin and if Jin wanted it rough then that was exactly how he would give it to him. All that mattered to him was that Jin felt pleasured, that he felt Kazuya provided for his needs enough to come back to him.
But even then he couldn’t help but want to be claimed by Jin. He didn’t want to be a virgin when he had a lover he was willing to give it up to, when he had someone he wanted to share every part of his body with.
He positioned himself over Jin, biting his lips in apprehensively.
“Kazuya, what are you...? Ngnh...”
Kazuya groaned out in pain as he lowered himself on Jin and felt his fairly large cock penetrate his virgin hole as Jin moaned deeply at the tightness and the warmth that suddenly overtook his length.
Kazuya breathed hard, trying to relax and get used to feeling Jin in him.
“Kazuya...” Jin whispered, laying his hand on Kazuya’s hip gently as if to ask if he were all right.
Kazuya touched his arm reassuringly, finally adjusting to the awkward sensation, the initial pain dying down a little. Slowly moving his hips up, he slammed himself back down on Jin’s length, groaning every time half in pain, half in pleasure. He kept repeating the steps in a somewhat erratical pace, every sound that escaped Jin's lips encouraging him to continue the ministrations he was trying so hard to keep up. After a while Jin started to buck up to his moves, thrusting into him harder and they finally fell into a consistant rhythm, pacing themselves up by the second.
Jin started moaning loudly as Kazuya repeated his name in a husky voice that made him want to come inside of him.
“You think they’re done talking yet?” Koki asked as the group headed back to the dressing room.
“They should be... Shooting starts soon.”
As they neared the dressing room however, they could hear throaty moans and Kazuya screaming Jin’s name repeatedly making their stomachs twist. The last thing they needed to know was that their two front-men were having sex in their dressing room.
“Uh... Why, why don’t we give them another ten minutes?” Junno tried to laugh off, obviously embarrassed.
Koki sighed in resignation, “Hell, why don’t we just give up and go to the shooting already?”
Pairing: Akame. Brief Pin and Pikame?
Rating: NC-17 for language and contents?
Summary: Jin lets his thoughts wonder to thought about Kazuya and Pi. This is also the most messed up fic I wrote...
Notes: Birthday present for akame4eva. Happy Belated!
Jin stretched his sore arms out, not nearly conscious enough to know where the hell the KAT-TUN dressing room was though he didn’t give a damn either.
Yawning sleepily, he started mumbling cuss words to himself as he lifted a hand up to rub at his blurry eyes which he knew had dark circles under them. He laughed in spite of himself. He must look like a fuckin’ panda these days with the amount of sleep he got which, between his busy schedule and his reoccurring nightmares, was nearly none at all.
Jin felt sick at the mere thought of the nightmares that haunted him in his sleep. How Pi had Kazuya on all fours as he fucked him hard, making Kazuya scream out in a strangled moan, how he had Kazuya sucking him off as he moaned Kazuya’s name breathily, it was always Pi.
“Hey, I haven’t seen you around in a while,” a familiar voice came from behind, a hand landing on his shoulder in a friendly fashion.
Speak of the devil.
Jin flinched away from him hard, almost shuddering at the touch. His mind blanked, his body already reacting to the contact. His stomach burned as the bile built up within and to his dismay, he was starting to get aroused. His dirty dreams about Pi and his lover surfacing in his mind.
“Jin...?” concern was full in his voice, “You all right?”
“Yeah... I’m, I’m fine.” Jin managed out, forcing a weak smile on his lips as he walked away, waving him off coolly as if nothing were wrong.
But everything was wrong.
Splashing cold water on himself at the nearest bathroom, he wiped at his face with his sleeve, looking up into the mirror.
He was starting to lose to himself.
Jin promised himself when he saw Kazuya making out with his best friend that he would pretend he didn’t see anything. He forced himself to remember the scene and even imagined what they did behind closed doors, behind his back so he would get used to the idea. So that he would know deep in his heart that Kazuya didn’t belong to him so that it wouldn’t hurt him as much when Kazuya finally stopped wanting to fuck him, when he finally wasn’t good enough to be taken by him.
But now he was starting to feel it wasn’t enough. He wanted to be the only one that Kazuya touched, the only one that touched Kazuya. He wanted to possess Kazuya, make him his and his alone. But he knew he couldn’t, Kazuya belonged to Pi. Why would Kazuya give a damn about him when he had Pi who was obviously better than he’d ever be?
He couldn’t handle it anymore, this suffocating feeling he’d feel every time he imagined Kazuya being held by someone else, especially Pi. It was so painful to him, now more than ever. He felt he was starting to lose Kazuya and the thought alone killed him. It was so bad that he was starting to have aversions to both his friend and his lover whose calls he had been avoiding as of late.
Jin furrowed his face looking around weirdly. Laying down on the couch, he wondered when the hell he even got to the dressing room. Fuck, who cares? He needed some sleep. Moving his arm over onto his eyes, he tried to relax and think of nothing. Nothing that had to do with his lover or his best friend anyways.
As he cleared his thoughts, in the background he could hear the door slamming itself open, probably Koki although he was already in the room when he walked in. Maybe he walked out. No one else bursts in like that.
“Somebody hasn’t been getting any,” he could hear Koki teasing. Okay, so maybe it was Maru who walked in?
Koki earned a dangerous glare from the youngest member who just arrived, a scowl on his face. “Don’t even get me started,” he shot back in a tone of voice that clearly said he should not be messed with right now which, of course, shut Koki up in an instant. Kazuya could be a real bitch to deal with when he was pissed.
Kazuya studied the room, narrowing his eyes at the sight of Jin.
See, Kazuya could handle a joke. In fact, he could’ve tolerated the teasing he got from Koki and laughed it off, just not when it was actually true and his lover was avoiding him so damned obviously. Or well, he tried making excuses but Jin was a horrible liar and Kazuya wasn’t stupid enough to believe him.
He wondered what the hell he did wrong this time and what his idiot of a lover was so pissed about but whatever it was, it was getting settled now.
“We need to talk.”
Jin opened his eyes, looking up at Kazuya briefly surprised at the edginess in his voice. “I have nothing to talk about,” Jin replied coolly, closing his eyes once more.
“I do.”
“I’m not getting up for you,” Jin mumbled, not even looking at his lover.
Kazuya resisted the urge to grab Jin by the collar and shake him at how childish he was being. Could he not tell how irritated he was with him right now and how urgent this is?
“Fine, I don’t mind talking about it here and letting the others hear details about our sex lives and how I haven’t been fucking you for the last damned week ‘cause you won’t even answer the goddamn phone!” he shouted furiously.
Kazuya snapped out of his rant, hearing the door. He looked around to see that the rest of the group had just left and quirked his eyebrows. At least they got the hint? More so than Jin anyways.
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“What is this about?”
“I haven’t been in the mood...”
“Bullshit, what is this about?”
“I told you, I just haven’t been in the mood!” Jin snapped. Kazuya knew exactly what the fuck this was about!
Kazuya scoffed, “And you couldn’t just find some Viagra? Jin, what the fuck is this about?”
Jin laughed bitterly, “I’m tired of this. Don’t act like you don’t freakin’ know!”
“I don’t!” Kazuya shouted, finally loosing his last shred of composure.
“All right then, it’s about you whoring yourself to Pi,” Jin spat out, nothing but resentment in his voice.
Okay, now he really wanted to smack Jin. Did this idiot really think he’d be here wasting time complaining to him about how he hasn’t been getting any if he had someone on the side? Did he really think he was so damned loose to go and whore himself to his lover’s best friend?
“I’m whoring myself to Pi...” Kazuya said in exasperation, he sat on his lover’s stomach and grabbed him by the collar pulling him up briefly. He wondered why he loved this idiot so much and why he didn’t really just run off with Pi and save himself the stress.
“When have I whored myself to Pi, Jin? Huh?” he hissed, still pissed off as hell but wanting to cry at the same time.
“Don’t try to lie to me! I saw you kissing him!”
Kazuya immediately let him go, his face furrowed in visible confusion and what seemed like shock, “I kissed Pi?”
Kazuya pursed his lips tightly, deep in thought. He kissed Pi? How come he didn’t know about it? “Was I drunk?”
Jin nearly pouted in equal confusion, but he saw them and Kazuya couldn’t have been drunk. It was during the day, right after a shooting, “No... You couldn’t have been.”
“Okay, are you trying to tell me I have a split-personality and my other half is fucking around with Pi? ‘Cause I really don’t recall kissing Pi...”
“But I saw you!”
“Are you sure it was me?” Kazuya pressed. There was no way Jin could’ve seen him kissing Pi when he’d never kissed Pi to begin with.
Jin paused for a second, trying to remember the scene, “Yes! You had your hand in his hair and you were leaning into him, and Pi was tilting his face and...”
“I was checking his contacts!” Kazuya shouted in incredulously.
“You were what?” Jin asked dumbly.
“He said his eyesight was blurry so I was checking his contacts to see if they were out of place,” Kazuya sighed, “Jin, you really think I’d cheat on you?”
Jin suddenly fell quiet.
“I... I kept imagining you getting fucked by Pi and it hurt so...”
Kazuya raised his eyebrow, “You imagined me what?”
“Pi was screwing you and it even started haunting me in my dreams and...”
Kazuya frowned, “I’m more worried about you cheating on me... You imagined Pi naked at the same time I was in your dreams?”
“But it wasn’t...” he defended but was immediately cut off.
“I don’t like not being the only one in my lover’s fantasy.”
“But that was because...”
“Jin, I swear... You cheat on me with anyone, you’re dead! You cheat on me with Pi, I’ll kill you both!”
“But I’m not...”
Jin was cut off once again, but this time not by words but by a soft, gentle kiss and Jin could feel Kazuya smiling against his lips. Kazuya ran his finger down his cheeks appreciatively before giving him another chaste kiss.
It was one of many butterfly kisses Kazuya gave him, slowly working down his neck, knowing he was driving Jin mad with the snail pace he was moving at as his hands unbuckled Jin's belt. Unbuttoning his jeans, Kazuya slid his pants and his boxers down to his ankles, exposing his arousal but not touching it at all.
Instead he moved his lips lower, brushing them against his pert nipple before circling his tongue gently around them, making Jin moan softly in pleasure. At the same time, one of hand played with his other nipple, giving it a few playful pinches while his other hand was working on taking off his own pants.
Feeling he gave Jin's nipples enough attention Kazuya pulled away, smirking down at Jin lovingly before lowering his mouth and wrapping his lips around Jin's hardening erection. Jin immediately tangled his hands through Kazuya’s hair as he sucked him slowly and almost teasingly, his tongue licking his shaft gently. Jin could almost feel himself going over the edge when the warmth of Kazuya’s mouth suddenly left his throbbing member. He whimpered at the lost of contact. He was so close.
Kazuya smiled down at him sweetly, moving his bangs out of his face and kissing him briefly. Jin could taste his own pre-cum on his lips as Kazuya gave him a few fleeting kisses.
Kazuya always knew that Jin was a masochist even before they officially got together so to speak. So he always played perfect actor slash lover by being aggressive in bed, although at times he just wanted to be gentle with Jin and show him how much he loved him. But when it all came down to it, he would do anything to pleasure Jin and if Jin wanted it rough then that was exactly how he would give it to him. All that mattered to him was that Jin felt pleasured, that he felt Kazuya provided for his needs enough to come back to him.
But even then he couldn’t help but want to be claimed by Jin. He didn’t want to be a virgin when he had a lover he was willing to give it up to, when he had someone he wanted to share every part of his body with.
He positioned himself over Jin, biting his lips in apprehensively.
“Kazuya, what are you...? Ngnh...”
Kazuya groaned out in pain as he lowered himself on Jin and felt his fairly large cock penetrate his virgin hole as Jin moaned deeply at the tightness and the warmth that suddenly overtook his length.
Kazuya breathed hard, trying to relax and get used to feeling Jin in him.
“Kazuya...” Jin whispered, laying his hand on Kazuya’s hip gently as if to ask if he were all right.
Kazuya touched his arm reassuringly, finally adjusting to the awkward sensation, the initial pain dying down a little. Slowly moving his hips up, he slammed himself back down on Jin’s length, groaning every time half in pain, half in pleasure. He kept repeating the steps in a somewhat erratical pace, every sound that escaped Jin's lips encouraging him to continue the ministrations he was trying so hard to keep up. After a while Jin started to buck up to his moves, thrusting into him harder and they finally fell into a consistant rhythm, pacing themselves up by the second.
Jin started moaning loudly as Kazuya repeated his name in a husky voice that made him want to come inside of him.
“You think they’re done talking yet?” Koki asked as the group headed back to the dressing room.
“They should be... Shooting starts soon.”
As they neared the dressing room however, they could hear throaty moans and Kazuya screaming Jin’s name repeatedly making their stomachs twist. The last thing they needed to know was that their two front-men were having sex in their dressing room.
“Uh... Why, why don’t we give them another ten minutes?” Junno tried to laugh off, obviously embarrassed.
Koki sighed in resignation, “Hell, why don’t we just give up and go to the shooting already?”