One-shot: Too Many Bags Uepi!!!
A.N.... So, one day I came stumbling along THIS meme and the amazing pandanyan of lj decided to request THIS fic to be written. And I did. With a bit of fail but I tried.
BE WARNED. VERY VERY GRAPHIC JUNDA SMEX AHEAD. DEFINITELY NOT FOR YOUNG CHILDREN TO BE SNOOPING AROUND READING OKAY?
Or they might never go shopping again LOL
“Ne Uepiiii!!!” Junno groaned under the weight of a thousand shopping bags. Okay maybe not a thousand, but definitely over ten. All filled to the brim with Ueda Tatsuya’s ‘this season’s must-haves’.
“What?” came his boyfriend’s nonchalant reply.
Wrapped tightly in a scarf and sporting some reflective sunglasses, the last thing the tall idol wanted was to faint on the Ginza footpath out of sheer exhaustion, get rushed to hospital and then get photographed with his long front bangs sticking to his forehead with sweat.
Not a good look. Especially if he happened to be Fridayed with his boyfriend of five years: Ueda Tatsuya. He shuddered at the headlines.
“Are you nearly finished?” Junno struggled to see his own feet as he climbed a few stairs to get to the front door of the Jimmy Choo store, “These bags are killing me!”
“You’ve only got eleven Junno!” Ueda rolled his eyes and continued to carefully inspect a pair of boots on display in the front window, “I’ve got twenty!”
“I don’t have boxer muscles and Compulsive Kame Shopping Disease!!” the acrobat whined, “And why are we at Jimmy Choos?! They sell nothing but women’s shoes!!”
Ueda snapped his head back with a shocked look on his face. “Darling Junno did you not know about the Autumn collection Jimmy has brought out for men?! Look at these gorgeous boots!!”
“They look like wood,” Junno pointed out obviously.
“That’s very very nice leather Taguchi Junnosuke,” the boxer’s eyes almost SPARKLED as he stared into the shiny window, “He’s a genius…”
“You sound like you love your designers more than you love meee,” Junno pouted, and attempted to put his hands on his hips seductively. However the bags got in the way and all he managed was for a Dior shoebox corner to stab him in the thigh.
“Aw don’t be jealous,” Ueda winked, “if you can hold out for another three hours I’ll let you open the toy box when we get home…”
Mouth instantly dry, Junno gulped at the suggestions. Dirty pictures immediately began to flood his mind…the very idea of a hot and flustered Uepi cuffed to their bed, lips parted, begging for release with a remote controlled vibrator up his sexy ass and a cock ring on his dripping erection made the gruelling summer heat worth it.
“Umm okay…” He tried to supress a blush, “I can do that.”
[Two hours later]
“Uepi I can’t do this!!!” Taguchi Junnosuke was about to die. The previous Jimmy Choos Ueda bought weighed a tonne and the matching bag Ueda bought on impulse didn’t help.
And the ridiculously tight jeans Ueda was wearing did nothing to hide his amazing curves from behind. Every step he took showed off his perfectly round ass to Junno, who could only swelter and hope for the extra hour to end faster.
It was only after they entered a larger Louis Vuitton store that Junno had the chance to put his bags to the ground; sit on a waiting sofa and order himself a drink. Apparently that particular store was so used to having customers try on clothes for more than three hours that they prepared drinks for acquaintances.
“Ueda-sama!” a smartly dressed store manager dropped what he was doing and presented a clipboard to the beaming Ueda, introducing their latest Milan successes, “How have you been recently? It is always an honour to have you here! Will it be ready-mades today or an order? Of course I am more than happy to take you around to have a look in the catalogue for rarer vintages-
“I think ready-mades will do today,” Ueda cut the monologue off, “I have a prior arrangement to attend to in an hour so make it fast.” He shot a seductive glance at Junno, who almost dropped his fruit cocktail.
“Anything in particular Sir?” the manager asked.
“Pants. Actually, jeans,” Ueda replied,” My calves are looking horrendous in Gabbanas lately… I need new jeans that fit better.”
“Right this way Ueda-sama,” the manager bowed respectfully and led Ueda past Junno to the jeans corner.
As he walked past the taller man, Ueda felt a tug on his left hand. Looking down, Junno was attacking him with a bout of puppy eyes.
“Don’t take too long okay Uepi?” Junno batted his long eyelashes, earning a giggle from Ueda, who stroked his cheek with his free hand.
“I’ll come soon Junno… Don’t worry.”
Junno was too tired to even catch the dirty implication behind his boyfriend’s words.
Ten minutes of serious jean-choosing later, Ueda had disappeared into a plush changing room with a pile of pants, much to Junno’s chagrin.
Suddenly remembering he still needed to contact his manager about the next album solo’s final recording, Junno fished around in his own pants for his cellphone - that was nowhere to be found.
Crap! It’s still in Uepi’s bag after he helped me read a text earlier…. I’d better go get it then.
Stretching a lazy cat stretch, Junno began his short walk to Ueda’s changing room, aiming for his boyfriend’s bag that was sitting outside on a plush chair.
Before he could begin digging through it however, a metallic sound of a belt buckle being undone caught his attention.
Ueda Tatsuya, the sex god, was undressing.
Palms sweaty and eyes wandering to the crack of the curtain, Junno’s logical half snapped him out of his daze.
“Junno you pervy idiot!! What if he sees you peeking on his changing here?!?! He might not let you sleep on the bed tonight!!”
A small devil character popped up on his shoulder.
“Oh you know his sexy little ass deserves to be admired… Just one peek…”
His logical side didn’t even stand a chance.
Gulping, Junno turned around to check that no-one was watching him.
Then deftly moving to the slit between the heavy velvet curtains and the doorframe, he let eyes take in the glorious sight in front of him - Ueda Tatsuya’s perfectly wiggling ass in skin-tight jeans.
Skin pale and milky, muscles rippling across his perfectly sculpted arms as he fumbled with his belt buckle, Ueda’s eyes accidentally fell on the floor to ceiling mirror in front of him.
Junno’s figure was unmistakably loitering in front of his curtain.
Trying his best to hide the grin on his face, Ueda licked his lips and angled himself so that Junno could see both his ass in reality and his front in the mirror.
Spreading his legs a little and putting a palm to his crotch, Ueda sexily and slowly reached for the zipper of the jeans he was wearing, savouring the sound of the metallic zipping sound, knowing all the sounds were going right to Junno’s erection.
Of course, he was right.
Already painfully hard, Junno summoned every ounce of his self-control not to touch himself at the sight of Ueda’s lithe body. The way he let out small groan of frustration while trying to undo the buttons of his pants were music to Junno’s ears.
Getting right into the mood of teasing his lover, Ueda finally began to remove the jeans. Peeling off one bit at a time, he didn’t forget to occasionally bend down to give Junno some eye candy of his butt (unfortunately still in underwear).
Junno was already in heaven. He could feel his cock twitching every time Ueda did a little hip roll when he reached a difficult place, and to be perfectly honest if his hands weren’t gripping the doorframe for dear life, Junno’s knees would have given out long ago.
He felt like a teenager watching porn for the first time but Ueda wasn’t even naked. Just the thought of his lover taking initiative and removing his own clothes drove Junno to the edge, member straining against the fabric of his own low-riding jeans, the angry red head poking out proudly from the waistband.
A warm coil was already tightening in the pit of his stomach.
When Ueda finally kicked the pants from his legs, he groaned at the coolness surrounding his milky legs. The boxer sighed languidly as he stretched his arms a bit then much to Junno’s surprise, palmed at his own half-hard member, letting out a lewd moan while rubbing a nipple through his thing shirt.
This was no longer a simple striptease.
Hearing Junno’s breathing getting heavier on the other side of the curtain, Ueda felt that he was ready.
Suddenly turning and fixating his eyes straight at Junno’s, the boxer licked his top lip, removed his underwear in one swift motion and fisted his own erection with an erotic roll of his hips.
Before Junno could even register that he had just been discovered by his lover, a fierce orgasm ripped through his body as he spurted white cum all over his own jacket.
“Uuuuhh Tatsuya…” Junno’s weak voice whispered after the wave of his first orgasm rode out, “..I wasn’t-
“Yes you were,” Ueda winked seductively, “you naughty little perv….” Not giving Junno any time to react, Ueda roughly pulled him into the changing room by the wrist, throwing his lover on a high stool in the corner and immediately sealing his lips in a passionate kiss.
Multitasking, Ueda also tried to undo Junno’s pants in the Vuitton changing room, earning a few light moans into his mouth every time he ‘accidentally’ brushed his fingers against the hypersensitive tip of Junno’s cock.
He hardened again at the fleeting touches and the sheer inappropriateness of the whole situation.
Soon, all of Junno’s clothes and Ueda’s shirt were somehow lying in a haphazard heap on the floor and Ueda sat in his lap, grinding their erect cocks furiously together.
“Uepi…” Junno finally panted, “underwear.. off…. I want- aah - to see… your..cock- uuhh…”
Heeding the pleading, Ueda spread Junno’s legs and stood up right against the taller man and guided his lips to his rock hard nipples and his hands to the waistband of his underwear.
Not wanting to be completely dominated yet, Junno gave Ueda’s nipple a playful bite and cupped the wet patch on Ueda’s too-tight underwear.
“Junno- AAHH” the older man bit back a moan and trust involuntarily into Junno’s hand. Quickly his underwear became a complete pain blocking him from delicious friction and he wanted them gone.
He’d had enough of foreplay.
Roughly dragging the offending material off his body, Ueda pulled Junno off the high stool into a standing position and wasted no time in taking as much of Junno's’ throbbing length into his mouth as he could.
Giving a strangled cry of pleasure, Junno fisted Ueda’s coppery hair, dragging him closer and thrusting his hips forwards the amazing tight heat of Ueda’s cavern. Uncontrollable words and soft moans began flowing from Junno’s lips as he smeared his precum all over the back of Ueda’s throat. It just felt too good to be true, no matter how many times he fucked that talented mouth. His lover just knew how to such and lick all the right places down there…
Until the hot wetness disappeared.
Junno gave a small moan of complaint before he saw what his boyfriend was doing.
Climbing onto the high leather stool, Ueda Tatsuya spread his legs shamelessly and began to lick his own fingers.
Not giving Ueda a chance to use them, Junno bent down over his lover and licked hungrily at Ueda’s twitching hole. The musky, intimate taste turned him on to no end.
“What are you- uhh- mmph” Ueda clasped his hand over his mouth when Junno’s sleek tongue poked into his entrance, swirling around, stretching him. “Just fuck me please,” he grabbed a handful of Junno’s hair, whispering huskily.
Breath heaving, Junno removed himself from Ueda’s ass, positioned himself at his entrance and thrust in with one smooth motion. The sudden intrusion caused Ueda to wrap his legs tightly around Junno’s waist and clench his ass like a vice. “Haaah… Junno don’t move…” he whimpered, “just… stay like this.. for -OH!”
Junno had shifted slightly and brushed his prostate.
The pleasure of having his most sensitive spot touched and the pain of being stretched to the brink brought tears to Ueda’s eyes. Kissing the tears away, Junno brought his hand to Ueda’s leaking cock and started stroking only.
“Junno stop I’m coming!” Ueda pushed Junno’s hands away at the last moment.
“I’m hurting you right?” Junno had difficulty forming the words due to Ueda’s excessive clenching, “We don’t have lube either… just let me make you feel good ok?”
“No….” Ueda braced himself against the corners of the wall, “I want you to feel good too. Move Junno…”
“But-
“Just move!” Ueda begged, “Let’s come together okay?”
Seeing the love in his boyfriend’s eyes, Junno gritted his teeth and experimentally pulled out a bit, using every bit of control not to fuck Ueda senseless. He pulled out to the very tip, then slowly edged in until a muffled cry of pleasure escaped Ueda’s lips.
“Junnodothatagain!!” he dug his nails into Junno’s back, vision hazy due to the sudden burst of white pleasure.
Everything after that was a blur to both men. Muffled cries of ‘more’, ‘coming’ and ‘faster’ filled the changing room as Junno pounded relentlessly into his smaller lover while pumping his weeping erection impossibly fast. Balls slapping against Ueda’s spread butt cheeks, he drove deeper and deeper, hitting his prostate with every thrust.
They didn’t last at all.
The sound of skin hitting skin built up to an immense release of desire, as the pair rode out their orgasms as long as possible before collapsing on top of each other haphazardly in a mess of sperm and limbs.
“That… was amazing Junjun,” Ueda took that last of his energy to give Junno a sweet peck on the lips.
“Hm… Do you think Vuitton is going to mind cleaning up this mess?” Junno smiled, “And you were fucking hot, by the way”
“I know. I always am,” the older man replied in all seriousness.
“Ueda-sama none of the jeans suited your taste?” the manager sighed, “But you took in 30 pairs!”
“I’m out of time,” Ueda shrugged, “You have my measurements so just make me some okay? I’ve got something very important to deal with right now.”
He turned to leave the store with Junno behind him, carrying ALL the baggage.
“Ueda-sama you are limping,” the manager chased after him, “are you alright?”
Junno stifled a giggle.
“I’M PERFECTLY FINE!!” Ueda yelled, before turning a shade of scarlet and whispering to Junno, “you’re going to be punished for this…”
Whipping out his cellphone, Ueda punched in a few numbers.
“Hello? Is this the Hilton? I’d like a suite room for two in half an hour please… yes, with the necessary preparations for a …. No, we don’t have lubrication either so…. I’ve got protection- no aphrodisiacs in the wine please-
“UEPI!!!!” Junno ran after his lover, who had began limping out of the Louis Vuitton store. Blushing madly and buried under Ueda’s shopping, Junno smiled to himself.
Not because of the mind-blowing sex to come, but because the simple, comfortable bond he shared with his beautiful lover somehow made every day an adventure - it made sense only to them.
Of course, spontaneous changing room sex helps.
Ps. OMG OMG OMG I’M SO SORRY I FAILED!!!!!!!!!! ><’ even if you've already commented and/or read it before, gimme an idea of who you are okay? *comment whore mode*
BE WARNED. VERY VERY GRAPHIC JUNDA SMEX AHEAD. DEFINITELY NOT FOR YOUNG CHILDREN TO BE SNOOPING AROUND READING OKAY?
Or they might never go shopping again LOL
“Ne Uepiiii!!!” Junno groaned under the weight of a thousand shopping bags. Okay maybe not a thousand, but definitely over ten. All filled to the brim with Ueda Tatsuya’s ‘this season’s must-haves’.
“What?” came his boyfriend’s nonchalant reply.
Wrapped tightly in a scarf and sporting some reflective sunglasses, the last thing the tall idol wanted was to faint on the Ginza footpath out of sheer exhaustion, get rushed to hospital and then get photographed with his long front bangs sticking to his forehead with sweat.
Not a good look. Especially if he happened to be Fridayed with his boyfriend of five years: Ueda Tatsuya. He shuddered at the headlines.
“Are you nearly finished?” Junno struggled to see his own feet as he climbed a few stairs to get to the front door of the Jimmy Choo store, “These bags are killing me!”
“You’ve only got eleven Junno!” Ueda rolled his eyes and continued to carefully inspect a pair of boots on display in the front window, “I’ve got twenty!”
“I don’t have boxer muscles and Compulsive Kame Shopping Disease!!” the acrobat whined, “And why are we at Jimmy Choos?! They sell nothing but women’s shoes!!”
Ueda snapped his head back with a shocked look on his face. “Darling Junno did you not know about the Autumn collection Jimmy has brought out for men?! Look at these gorgeous boots!!”
“They look like wood,” Junno pointed out obviously.
“That’s very very nice leather Taguchi Junnosuke,” the boxer’s eyes almost SPARKLED as he stared into the shiny window, “He’s a genius…”
“You sound like you love your designers more than you love meee,” Junno pouted, and attempted to put his hands on his hips seductively. However the bags got in the way and all he managed was for a Dior shoebox corner to stab him in the thigh.
“Aw don’t be jealous,” Ueda winked, “if you can hold out for another three hours I’ll let you open the toy box when we get home…”
Mouth instantly dry, Junno gulped at the suggestions. Dirty pictures immediately began to flood his mind…the very idea of a hot and flustered Uepi cuffed to their bed, lips parted, begging for release with a remote controlled vibrator up his sexy ass and a cock ring on his dripping erection made the gruelling summer heat worth it.
“Umm okay…” He tried to supress a blush, “I can do that.”
[Two hours later]
“Uepi I can’t do this!!!” Taguchi Junnosuke was about to die. The previous Jimmy Choos Ueda bought weighed a tonne and the matching bag Ueda bought on impulse didn’t help.
And the ridiculously tight jeans Ueda was wearing did nothing to hide his amazing curves from behind. Every step he took showed off his perfectly round ass to Junno, who could only swelter and hope for the extra hour to end faster.
It was only after they entered a larger Louis Vuitton store that Junno had the chance to put his bags to the ground; sit on a waiting sofa and order himself a drink. Apparently that particular store was so used to having customers try on clothes for more than three hours that they prepared drinks for acquaintances.
“Ueda-sama!” a smartly dressed store manager dropped what he was doing and presented a clipboard to the beaming Ueda, introducing their latest Milan successes, “How have you been recently? It is always an honour to have you here! Will it be ready-mades today or an order? Of course I am more than happy to take you around to have a look in the catalogue for rarer vintages-
“I think ready-mades will do today,” Ueda cut the monologue off, “I have a prior arrangement to attend to in an hour so make it fast.” He shot a seductive glance at Junno, who almost dropped his fruit cocktail.
“Anything in particular Sir?” the manager asked.
“Pants. Actually, jeans,” Ueda replied,” My calves are looking horrendous in Gabbanas lately… I need new jeans that fit better.”
“Right this way Ueda-sama,” the manager bowed respectfully and led Ueda past Junno to the jeans corner.
As he walked past the taller man, Ueda felt a tug on his left hand. Looking down, Junno was attacking him with a bout of puppy eyes.
“Don’t take too long okay Uepi?” Junno batted his long eyelashes, earning a giggle from Ueda, who stroked his cheek with his free hand.
“I’ll come soon Junno… Don’t worry.”
Junno was too tired to even catch the dirty implication behind his boyfriend’s words.
Ten minutes of serious jean-choosing later, Ueda had disappeared into a plush changing room with a pile of pants, much to Junno’s chagrin.
Suddenly remembering he still needed to contact his manager about the next album solo’s final recording, Junno fished around in his own pants for his cellphone - that was nowhere to be found.
Crap! It’s still in Uepi’s bag after he helped me read a text earlier…. I’d better go get it then.
Stretching a lazy cat stretch, Junno began his short walk to Ueda’s changing room, aiming for his boyfriend’s bag that was sitting outside on a plush chair.
Before he could begin digging through it however, a metallic sound of a belt buckle being undone caught his attention.
Ueda Tatsuya, the sex god, was undressing.
Palms sweaty and eyes wandering to the crack of the curtain, Junno’s logical half snapped him out of his daze.
“Junno you pervy idiot!! What if he sees you peeking on his changing here?!?! He might not let you sleep on the bed tonight!!”
A small devil character popped up on his shoulder.
“Oh you know his sexy little ass deserves to be admired… Just one peek…”
His logical side didn’t even stand a chance.
Gulping, Junno turned around to check that no-one was watching him.
Then deftly moving to the slit between the heavy velvet curtains and the doorframe, he let eyes take in the glorious sight in front of him - Ueda Tatsuya’s perfectly wiggling ass in skin-tight jeans.
Skin pale and milky, muscles rippling across his perfectly sculpted arms as he fumbled with his belt buckle, Ueda’s eyes accidentally fell on the floor to ceiling mirror in front of him.
Junno’s figure was unmistakably loitering in front of his curtain.
Trying his best to hide the grin on his face, Ueda licked his lips and angled himself so that Junno could see both his ass in reality and his front in the mirror.
Spreading his legs a little and putting a palm to his crotch, Ueda sexily and slowly reached for the zipper of the jeans he was wearing, savouring the sound of the metallic zipping sound, knowing all the sounds were going right to Junno’s erection.
Of course, he was right.
Already painfully hard, Junno summoned every ounce of his self-control not to touch himself at the sight of Ueda’s lithe body. The way he let out small groan of frustration while trying to undo the buttons of his pants were music to Junno’s ears.
Getting right into the mood of teasing his lover, Ueda finally began to remove the jeans. Peeling off one bit at a time, he didn’t forget to occasionally bend down to give Junno some eye candy of his butt (unfortunately still in underwear).
Junno was already in heaven. He could feel his cock twitching every time Ueda did a little hip roll when he reached a difficult place, and to be perfectly honest if his hands weren’t gripping the doorframe for dear life, Junno’s knees would have given out long ago.
He felt like a teenager watching porn for the first time but Ueda wasn’t even naked. Just the thought of his lover taking initiative and removing his own clothes drove Junno to the edge, member straining against the fabric of his own low-riding jeans, the angry red head poking out proudly from the waistband.
A warm coil was already tightening in the pit of his stomach.
When Ueda finally kicked the pants from his legs, he groaned at the coolness surrounding his milky legs. The boxer sighed languidly as he stretched his arms a bit then much to Junno’s surprise, palmed at his own half-hard member, letting out a lewd moan while rubbing a nipple through his thing shirt.
This was no longer a simple striptease.
Hearing Junno’s breathing getting heavier on the other side of the curtain, Ueda felt that he was ready.
Suddenly turning and fixating his eyes straight at Junno’s, the boxer licked his top lip, removed his underwear in one swift motion and fisted his own erection with an erotic roll of his hips.
Before Junno could even register that he had just been discovered by his lover, a fierce orgasm ripped through his body as he spurted white cum all over his own jacket.
“Uuuuhh Tatsuya…” Junno’s weak voice whispered after the wave of his first orgasm rode out, “..I wasn’t-
“Yes you were,” Ueda winked seductively, “you naughty little perv….” Not giving Junno any time to react, Ueda roughly pulled him into the changing room by the wrist, throwing his lover on a high stool in the corner and immediately sealing his lips in a passionate kiss.
Multitasking, Ueda also tried to undo Junno’s pants in the Vuitton changing room, earning a few light moans into his mouth every time he ‘accidentally’ brushed his fingers against the hypersensitive tip of Junno’s cock.
He hardened again at the fleeting touches and the sheer inappropriateness of the whole situation.
Soon, all of Junno’s clothes and Ueda’s shirt were somehow lying in a haphazard heap on the floor and Ueda sat in his lap, grinding their erect cocks furiously together.
“Uepi…” Junno finally panted, “underwear.. off…. I want- aah - to see… your..cock- uuhh…”
Heeding the pleading, Ueda spread Junno’s legs and stood up right against the taller man and guided his lips to his rock hard nipples and his hands to the waistband of his underwear.
Not wanting to be completely dominated yet, Junno gave Ueda’s nipple a playful bite and cupped the wet patch on Ueda’s too-tight underwear.
“Junno- AAHH” the older man bit back a moan and trust involuntarily into Junno’s hand. Quickly his underwear became a complete pain blocking him from delicious friction and he wanted them gone.
He’d had enough of foreplay.
Roughly dragging the offending material off his body, Ueda pulled Junno off the high stool into a standing position and wasted no time in taking as much of Junno's’ throbbing length into his mouth as he could.
Giving a strangled cry of pleasure, Junno fisted Ueda’s coppery hair, dragging him closer and thrusting his hips forwards the amazing tight heat of Ueda’s cavern. Uncontrollable words and soft moans began flowing from Junno’s lips as he smeared his precum all over the back of Ueda’s throat. It just felt too good to be true, no matter how many times he fucked that talented mouth. His lover just knew how to such and lick all the right places down there…
Until the hot wetness disappeared.
Junno gave a small moan of complaint before he saw what his boyfriend was doing.
Climbing onto the high leather stool, Ueda Tatsuya spread his legs shamelessly and began to lick his own fingers.
Not giving Ueda a chance to use them, Junno bent down over his lover and licked hungrily at Ueda’s twitching hole. The musky, intimate taste turned him on to no end.
“What are you- uhh- mmph” Ueda clasped his hand over his mouth when Junno’s sleek tongue poked into his entrance, swirling around, stretching him. “Just fuck me please,” he grabbed a handful of Junno’s hair, whispering huskily.
Breath heaving, Junno removed himself from Ueda’s ass, positioned himself at his entrance and thrust in with one smooth motion. The sudden intrusion caused Ueda to wrap his legs tightly around Junno’s waist and clench his ass like a vice. “Haaah… Junno don’t move…” he whimpered, “just… stay like this.. for -OH!”
Junno had shifted slightly and brushed his prostate.
The pleasure of having his most sensitive spot touched and the pain of being stretched to the brink brought tears to Ueda’s eyes. Kissing the tears away, Junno brought his hand to Ueda’s leaking cock and started stroking only.
“Junno stop I’m coming!” Ueda pushed Junno’s hands away at the last moment.
“I’m hurting you right?” Junno had difficulty forming the words due to Ueda’s excessive clenching, “We don’t have lube either… just let me make you feel good ok?”
“No….” Ueda braced himself against the corners of the wall, “I want you to feel good too. Move Junno…”
“But-
“Just move!” Ueda begged, “Let’s come together okay?”
Seeing the love in his boyfriend’s eyes, Junno gritted his teeth and experimentally pulled out a bit, using every bit of control not to fuck Ueda senseless. He pulled out to the very tip, then slowly edged in until a muffled cry of pleasure escaped Ueda’s lips.
“Junnodothatagain!!” he dug his nails into Junno’s back, vision hazy due to the sudden burst of white pleasure.
Everything after that was a blur to both men. Muffled cries of ‘more’, ‘coming’ and ‘faster’ filled the changing room as Junno pounded relentlessly into his smaller lover while pumping his weeping erection impossibly fast. Balls slapping against Ueda’s spread butt cheeks, he drove deeper and deeper, hitting his prostate with every thrust.
They didn’t last at all.
The sound of skin hitting skin built up to an immense release of desire, as the pair rode out their orgasms as long as possible before collapsing on top of each other haphazardly in a mess of sperm and limbs.
“That… was amazing Junjun,” Ueda took that last of his energy to give Junno a sweet peck on the lips.
“Hm… Do you think Vuitton is going to mind cleaning up this mess?” Junno smiled, “And you were fucking hot, by the way”
“I know. I always am,” the older man replied in all seriousness.
“Ueda-sama none of the jeans suited your taste?” the manager sighed, “But you took in 30 pairs!”
“I’m out of time,” Ueda shrugged, “You have my measurements so just make me some okay? I’ve got something very important to deal with right now.”
He turned to leave the store with Junno behind him, carrying ALL the baggage.
“Ueda-sama you are limping,” the manager chased after him, “are you alright?”
Junno stifled a giggle.
“I’M PERFECTLY FINE!!” Ueda yelled, before turning a shade of scarlet and whispering to Junno, “you’re going to be punished for this…”
Whipping out his cellphone, Ueda punched in a few numbers.
“Hello? Is this the Hilton? I’d like a suite room for two in half an hour please… yes, with the necessary preparations for a …. No, we don’t have lubrication either so…. I’ve got protection- no aphrodisiacs in the wine please-
“UEPI!!!!” Junno ran after his lover, who had began limping out of the Louis Vuitton store. Blushing madly and buried under Ueda’s shopping, Junno smiled to himself.
Not because of the mind-blowing sex to come, but because the simple, comfortable bond he shared with his beautiful lover somehow made every day an adventure - it made sense only to them.
Of course, spontaneous changing room sex helps.
Ps. OMG OMG OMG I’M SO SORRY I FAILED!!!!!!!!!! ><’ even if you've already commented and/or read it before, gimme an idea of who you are okay? *comment whore mode*