Words [sequel to 'Awesome']
Title: Words [sequel to 'Awesome']
Author: Nayte.
Summary: 'You know what? It's not like we need the light here tonight.'
Pairing: Hiroto x Shou [alice nine]
Rating: NC-17
Genre: fluff/smut
Warning: shonen-ai/yaoi
Disclaimer: I don't own them, wish I did, though.^^"
Author's note: Any similarity is coincidental.
Comments are appreciated★
It took them over an hour to find some help but they finally managed to start the car. Up to that moment both of them were freezing and wanted nothing else than a hot bath, something to eat and their large comfy bed. Well, at least that would be enough for Shou. In the case of Hiroto the story looked a little differently.
They drove home in cozy silence interrupted only by the steady sound of engine so Shou gladly took the opportunity to steal a few precious minutes of nap since he was deadly tired and there weren't any possible chances for peaceful evening after they'd be back in their apartment. Pon was always clear in stating his wishes and needs.
Hiroto glanced at his companion's sleeping form admiring quickly the delicate features of his face and taking a brief look at his lips, smiling even in his sleep, which only about ten minutes earlier were locked with his in a long, fierce passionate kiss. The one which always left him with a certain problem. Yep. That time was no exception. His need was too evident to his liking and if he wasn't mistaken (was he ever?) there were another ten minutes until they would reach their destination. Crap. God only knows how much self control it took for him not to pull over in an instant and get done what they had started.
He turned on the radio quietly and started humming some AC/DC song.
When they finally returned home familiar scents welcomed them with opened arms.
The vocalist stepped into the dark hallway and while attempting to take off his shoes, he switched on the light.
What appeared before his very eyes wasn't something he was glad of, and never did he expect to see him spread out on Hiroto's favorite carpet, shooting at the poor Shou one of his most mischievous glances.
The blond's smile and relatively good mood faded almost immediately.
'CHIKIN! YOU BASTARD! How did you get in here?!'
The sound of hurried steps on the stairs preceded Pon's appearance in the hall.
'What the hell, Shou?! Did something happen?'
He looked at his boyfriend's accusing finger pointing out at an innocent pet, currently lying in the middle of the hallway floor. Great.
'I bet he was teasing Chirori again!'
Hiroto sighed and took the poor thing in his arms.
'How could you be so insensitive sometimes. They're visibly in love'
Hiroto received incredibly dangerous glare in answer so he decided not to tease Shou further and to take Chikin to his master.
While he was away the blond managed to take a long shower and get them something to eat in spite of his low cooking abilities. But, thankfully, the dinner was delicious.
Since they weren't in the mood to remove the mess they had made, Hiroto went to the bathroom to take a quick shower while the vocalist got himself interested in their pets condition and got them some food.
Some minutes later the door to the bathroom opened and Hiroto stepped into the bedroom with wet ruffled hair, a black towel around his waist and water dripping from his entire body. He went straight to the bed and wanted to throw himself onto it but unexpectedly he bumped into something.
'Shit!'
He lurched and almost lost his balance trying to grasp something.
'Shou, why is this chair standing in the middle of the room?' he was furiously rubbing his knee now, trying to stay upright while doing so.
He heard some noises in the other side of the room. 'And why are you bustling here in utter darkness? Are you mad already?'
'Because the light bulb has burnt out and I want to replace it' his boyfriend replied patiently, remaining calm.
Hiroto frowned and sat on the edge of the bed, still massaging his left throbbing leg.
'And you obviously need to do it in this particular moment, right?'
'Of course I do' Shou laughed at him but kissed the top of his head fondly. 'I think we have spare one in the hall. Would you be that kind and bring it to me?'
Hiroto turned on the light there and started his searching all the while bumping into random things, making a lot of noise and occasionally swearing.
After five whole minutes Shou was beginning to lose his patience.
'And Pon? Hurry up. I wouldn't like to bloom here.'
A few weird loud noises and curses later Hiroto finally stepped into the bedroom and handed the light bulb to his boyfriend.
'You know what? It's not like we need the light here tonight.'
He stood right next to the chair and was making sure that Shou wouldn't fall from it.
At that moment his nose was at the same level with Shou's abdomen When he noticed that little advantage he smiled to himself and eagerly brought his lips to vocalist's naked skin, starting to plant little kisses on that tiny cute belly button.
He carefully slid his palms up the back of his lover's naked thighs and then further up into his boxers languidly stroking pleasingly warm skin of his butt.
A soft quiet moan could be heard.
'Hey, I'm trying to focus here.'
Hiroto only chuckled.
'Try harder then.'
'You're not helping.'
Dark amused eyes met the blond's.
'I want to have sex, Shou. Hurry.'
***
Couple of minutes later he's pinned to the bed again. There is that sweet weight of a warm naked body on his, plump demanding lips move with his own in a kiss which is growing hotter and more passionate with each passing second, impatient hands are roaming over Shou's upper body, exploring the already familiar territory, drawing soft quiet moans from the other man.
Impatient yet skillful are those hands, being able to touch his lover in all the right spots, making him producing sounds beautiful in their tone, just like the music Hiroto elicits from his guitar.
The singer focuses on guitarist's firm butt, squeezes it, brings his hips closer. He breaks the kiss only when the need for oxygen is too strong to stand. Panting, Hiroto kisses feverishly his partner's neck while his fingers are taking care of already hardened sensitive nipples.
And suddenly Shou is full again, his fingers tightening their hold on Pon's hair as the pain overtakes him, his breath quickens. Smaller figure leans down to steal a kiss and he urges him to move.
From the sounds Hiroto's making and his every move Shou knows already that there certainly isn't their last time for this night. Not when Pon is so desperately thrusting into him, clinging to his body, seeking for more intimacy. And he surrenders to his younger lover, feeling practically the same burning need.
***
So when the vocalist finally rested his head on Pon's chest and was embraced by his lover's calming warmth, he felt truly content. The guitarist's breath was tickling his sweaty forehead, nimble fingers were softly caressing his back while the right arm remained on Shou's waist holding him close.
After their breaths calmed down some, the cosy silence descended upon them. The electronic clock with green fluorescent digits showed ten minutes after midnight, a distant barking could be heard somewhere outside. Familiar intimate atmosphere embraced them softly.
Silence. Always comforting and never awkward between them because at moments like those, words would be inopportune.
Minutes passed lazily, the rehearsal was awaiting early in the morning and Shou was starting to feel really sleepy so he shifted in his place and nuzzled Pon's sweaty neck affectionately, drawing in his most beautiful, unique scent, wishing him peaceful night.
'Hiroto...'
The brunet tightened his hold on his lover's waist, pulling the warm body even closer, deepening their intimate connection and gently caressed the vocalist's left ear with his full lips.
'Yeah, me too' he whispered quietly. The hot stream of air from his breath caused Shou to shiver slightly. 'Me too...'
Because at moments like those certain words are just unnecessary...
Author: Nayte.
Summary: 'You know what? It's not like we need the light here tonight.'
Pairing: Hiroto x Shou [alice nine]
Rating: NC-17
Genre: fluff/smut
Warning: shonen-ai/yaoi
Disclaimer: I don't own them, wish I did, though.^^"
Author's note: Any similarity is coincidental.
Comments are appreciated★
It took them over an hour to find some help but they finally managed to start the car. Up to that moment both of them were freezing and wanted nothing else than a hot bath, something to eat and their large comfy bed. Well, at least that would be enough for Shou. In the case of Hiroto the story looked a little differently.
They drove home in cozy silence interrupted only by the steady sound of engine so Shou gladly took the opportunity to steal a few precious minutes of nap since he was deadly tired and there weren't any possible chances for peaceful evening after they'd be back in their apartment. Pon was always clear in stating his wishes and needs.
Hiroto glanced at his companion's sleeping form admiring quickly the delicate features of his face and taking a brief look at his lips, smiling even in his sleep, which only about ten minutes earlier were locked with his in a long, fierce passionate kiss. The one which always left him with a certain problem. Yep. That time was no exception. His need was too evident to his liking and if he wasn't mistaken (was he ever?) there were another ten minutes until they would reach their destination. Crap. God only knows how much self control it took for him not to pull over in an instant and get done what they had started.
He turned on the radio quietly and started humming some AC/DC song.
When they finally returned home familiar scents welcomed them with opened arms.
The vocalist stepped into the dark hallway and while attempting to take off his shoes, he switched on the light.
What appeared before his very eyes wasn't something he was glad of, and never did he expect to see him spread out on Hiroto's favorite carpet, shooting at the poor Shou one of his most mischievous glances.
The blond's smile and relatively good mood faded almost immediately.
'CHIKIN! YOU BASTARD! How did you get in here?!'
The sound of hurried steps on the stairs preceded Pon's appearance in the hall.
'What the hell, Shou?! Did something happen?'
He looked at his boyfriend's accusing finger pointing out at an innocent pet, currently lying in the middle of the hallway floor. Great.
'I bet he was teasing Chirori again!'
Hiroto sighed and took the poor thing in his arms.
'How could you be so insensitive sometimes. They're visibly in love'
Hiroto received incredibly dangerous glare in answer so he decided not to tease Shou further and to take Chikin to his master.
While he was away the blond managed to take a long shower and get them something to eat in spite of his low cooking abilities. But, thankfully, the dinner was delicious.
Since they weren't in the mood to remove the mess they had made, Hiroto went to the bathroom to take a quick shower while the vocalist got himself interested in their pets condition and got them some food.
Some minutes later the door to the bathroom opened and Hiroto stepped into the bedroom with wet ruffled hair, a black towel around his waist and water dripping from his entire body. He went straight to the bed and wanted to throw himself onto it but unexpectedly he bumped into something.
'Shit!'
He lurched and almost lost his balance trying to grasp something.
'Shou, why is this chair standing in the middle of the room?' he was furiously rubbing his knee now, trying to stay upright while doing so.
He heard some noises in the other side of the room. 'And why are you bustling here in utter darkness? Are you mad already?'
'Because the light bulb has burnt out and I want to replace it' his boyfriend replied patiently, remaining calm.
Hiroto frowned and sat on the edge of the bed, still massaging his left throbbing leg.
'And you obviously need to do it in this particular moment, right?'
'Of course I do' Shou laughed at him but kissed the top of his head fondly. 'I think we have spare one in the hall. Would you be that kind and bring it to me?'
Hiroto turned on the light there and started his searching all the while bumping into random things, making a lot of noise and occasionally swearing.
After five whole minutes Shou was beginning to lose his patience.
'And Pon? Hurry up. I wouldn't like to bloom here.'
A few weird loud noises and curses later Hiroto finally stepped into the bedroom and handed the light bulb to his boyfriend.
'You know what? It's not like we need the light here tonight.'
He stood right next to the chair and was making sure that Shou wouldn't fall from it.
At that moment his nose was at the same level with Shou's abdomen When he noticed that little advantage he smiled to himself and eagerly brought his lips to vocalist's naked skin, starting to plant little kisses on that tiny cute belly button.
He carefully slid his palms up the back of his lover's naked thighs and then further up into his boxers languidly stroking pleasingly warm skin of his butt.
A soft quiet moan could be heard.
'Hey, I'm trying to focus here.'
Hiroto only chuckled.
'Try harder then.'
'You're not helping.'
Dark amused eyes met the blond's.
'I want to have sex, Shou. Hurry.'
***
Couple of minutes later he's pinned to the bed again. There is that sweet weight of a warm naked body on his, plump demanding lips move with his own in a kiss which is growing hotter and more passionate with each passing second, impatient hands are roaming over Shou's upper body, exploring the already familiar territory, drawing soft quiet moans from the other man.
Impatient yet skillful are those hands, being able to touch his lover in all the right spots, making him producing sounds beautiful in their tone, just like the music Hiroto elicits from his guitar.
The singer focuses on guitarist's firm butt, squeezes it, brings his hips closer. He breaks the kiss only when the need for oxygen is too strong to stand. Panting, Hiroto kisses feverishly his partner's neck while his fingers are taking care of already hardened sensitive nipples.
And suddenly Shou is full again, his fingers tightening their hold on Pon's hair as the pain overtakes him, his breath quickens. Smaller figure leans down to steal a kiss and he urges him to move.
From the sounds Hiroto's making and his every move Shou knows already that there certainly isn't their last time for this night. Not when Pon is so desperately thrusting into him, clinging to his body, seeking for more intimacy. And he surrenders to his younger lover, feeling practically the same burning need.
***
So when the vocalist finally rested his head on Pon's chest and was embraced by his lover's calming warmth, he felt truly content. The guitarist's breath was tickling his sweaty forehead, nimble fingers were softly caressing his back while the right arm remained on Shou's waist holding him close.
After their breaths calmed down some, the cosy silence descended upon them. The electronic clock with green fluorescent digits showed ten minutes after midnight, a distant barking could be heard somewhere outside. Familiar intimate atmosphere embraced them softly.
Silence. Always comforting and never awkward between them because at moments like those, words would be inopportune.
Minutes passed lazily, the rehearsal was awaiting early in the morning and Shou was starting to feel really sleepy so he shifted in his place and nuzzled Pon's sweaty neck affectionately, drawing in his most beautiful, unique scent, wishing him peaceful night.
'Hiroto...'
The brunet tightened his hold on his lover's waist, pulling the warm body even closer, deepening their intimate connection and gently caressed the vocalist's left ear with his full lips.
'Yeah, me too' he whispered quietly. The hot stream of air from his breath caused Shou to shiver slightly. 'Me too...'
Because at moments like those certain words are just unnecessary...