[DRABBLES] Countdown Requests
Prompt: Inappropriate Rubbing
Fandom/Pairing: JE/JunJin
Rating: NC-17
Notes: for quartered . originally posted here.
“Damn it, Matsumoto! Stop touching me.”
Akanishi Jin warned the older man who was sitting dangerously close to him in one of the dressing rooms backstage.
“It’s not as if it’s illegal, isn’t it?” MatsuJun asks. Slyly, Jin noted.
“Well, sexual harassment is!”
He tried to shove Jun’s hand away but the older man just tightened his grip on Jin’s thigh. Jin scowled. Not only did it bring discomfort to him but it is pressing near his groin that if with the slightest of touch would arouse him greatly.
Matsumoto knows it and it’s fucking infuriating.
The Arashi’s youngest just happened to pass by their, KAT-TUN’s, dressing room and after seeing him alone, he went over to him, asked him where the others were and completely draped himself on Jin. Then the touching occurred.
They really didn’t have much of a history but of banters and taunts here and there, Jin recalled. So why exactly is this happening?
He squirmed a bit in his seat and inched away slowly from Jun but a hot breath to his ear stopped him instantly and found the said man leaning towards him.
“But something tells me - he paused and chose to skim his fingers to the inside of Jin’s thigh and drew circles on it - “you liked it anyway.”
Damn, the bastard’s right.
He just realized that his jeans becomes incredibly tight for comfort around his arousal and he suddenly wants something - someone to release him.
He slipped forward in his seat for Jun to brush his fingers against him. Small sounds erupted from him and a pleading feeling edged the whole of his expression, all directed to Jun to get his message. He cursed himself. He felt a little betrayed with desire.
This is the last thing he needed from MatsuJun.
“I wasn’t,” he raggedly breathed out. The unbearable tightness of the denim just sent him crazy. Touch me, Matsumoto! Jin looked at Jun squarely.
“You’re a good liar” Jun smiled amusedly and removed his hand off. Jin practically whined at the loss but it did not take long before he felt Jun’s hand cupped his growing bulge. Rough denim massaged him to insanity, to pleasure.
Jin panted and sucked in air desperately to stabilize his speeding heart beat against the overwhelming pleasure. He gazed at Jun through half-lidded eyes and met the lust on the older man’s eyes. Jun’s eyes hungrily watched him keen, sweat and convulse to his touch.
The desire for release came sooner and brought him to the edge as orgasm hits me hard underneath his jeans.
Great. A soiled designer jeans. Kame would be hysteric.
He filled his lungs in heaving breaths and lay limp at Jun’s side. God, a tease like him just set him off with clothes on. Unbelievable.
They stayed there leaning side by side until Jun stood up and took Jin in for a heated kiss, deep, tongues and all, with a hint of content and finality. Jun told him after they broke apart,
“Just dropped by to greet you and bandmates a pleasant new year. You looked appealing tonight, I’ll give you that. Consider this a bonus from me."
And he left with a smirk on his face.
FIN
Prompt: Anything goes
Fandom/Pairing: Arashi/JunOhno
Rating: angsssst. D:
Notes: for rachie241282 . originally posted here.
I’m sorry.
The words ring to him endlessly as he sends the message to Ohno Satoshi. It will be another disappointment, Jun thinks. But that does not stop him. Maybe this time, Ohno wouldn’t let him down. He has his hopes up.
Hey, Riida! Uhm. I was just wondering if you’re available today to catch a movie with me. There’s this interesting movie I want to watch so badly and I’m so hoping you would accompany me tonight if you can.
Jun waits. A nagging feeling tells him not to expect anything.
He recalls the times that he has been stood up and rejected, too many to say the least, and the times they can be together, barely or so little time. Yes, they do have shows and appearances together but it is all for work - professionals being professionals.
Still.
He waits.
He will.
Moments and the older man’s reply came with much glee -
Okay. When and where would we meet?
5pm, at the new movie theater Sho recommends - wait. Are you serious?
Of course, I am. If I get a thumbs-up with my manager, I’ll go. If not... well, we’ll just talk at your place.
Alright then. I’ll pick you up to the usual spot.
Jun can hardly believe it. For him, this feels like a dream come true. The anticipating disappointment didn’t surface and sneer at him for being so hopeful. He succeeds against the inevitable and conquers all odds. A triumphant smile graced upon his face.
Ecstatic, he plans his best clothes and of the impending event. Finally, for so long, he waited and it was over.
Another message came.
It killed Jun.
Jun-kun. I’m sorry but my manager said that I couldn’t go because there’s a scheduled drama shooting for Uta no Onii-san today. I completely forgot. I’m really, really sorry.
I’m sorry.
God, he just knows it.
His smile dwindles away slowly, dropping to the ground in heavy weights. He shouldn’t be this expectant. It doesn’t happen like once or twice. Of course, work is as important as his family. He completely understands that.
Oh. I understand. I know from the start it’s impossible anyway so yeah.
Is there anything you want to say to me, Jun-kun?
Shit!
Ohno notices.
He feels it.
How could he be this stubborn? How could he be childish now? He knows damn well that relationships are at best if there’s a distance between them. But why does he feel this sudden longing, this intense tug at his heart? He wants to shout it out and throw his frustration away. Their distance, the time they are apart - this drives him mad with yearning.
I need you.
I’m waiting for you.
He didn’t dare say it.
Nothing. Good luck with your drama shoot.
Are you sure?
Yes so you better do your best.
Thanks. I love you, Jun.
I love you too.
And just like that.
Pathetic.
He flops down to the bed and drapes an arm to his eyes, blocking the whole world, the harsh reality of it. Disappointment plants its seed again, a reminder of everything. It’s just not a good time. Sometimes maturity has its price. It’s heartbreakingly hard to gain.
But he knows the frustration will subside, tears will dry and a hope arises. We will be together again. And he’ll wait.
As the first rays of the sun pour through the thin curtains and a soft tapping at his door rouse him. He was greeted with a sheepish smile.
“I thought I’d come.”
Completely taken aback, he wills himself to pull the man closer and hugged him tight like never before. He draws in his scent, the warm feel of his body encasing him back. It seems eternity since they’ve been like this.
“I was waiting.”
“I know,” Ohno traced soothing circles on Jun’s back, “Happy Birthday.”
He graced Jun a smile and they kissed as they have never kissed before.
FIN
Fandom/Pairing: JE/JunJin
Rating: NC-17
Notes: for quartered . originally posted here.
“Damn it, Matsumoto! Stop touching me.”
Akanishi Jin warned the older man who was sitting dangerously close to him in one of the dressing rooms backstage.
“It’s not as if it’s illegal, isn’t it?” MatsuJun asks. Slyly, Jin noted.
“Well, sexual harassment is!”
He tried to shove Jun’s hand away but the older man just tightened his grip on Jin’s thigh. Jin scowled. Not only did it bring discomfort to him but it is pressing near his groin that if with the slightest of touch would arouse him greatly.
Matsumoto knows it and it’s fucking infuriating.
The Arashi’s youngest just happened to pass by their, KAT-TUN’s, dressing room and after seeing him alone, he went over to him, asked him where the others were and completely draped himself on Jin. Then the touching occurred.
They really didn’t have much of a history but of banters and taunts here and there, Jin recalled. So why exactly is this happening?
He squirmed a bit in his seat and inched away slowly from Jun but a hot breath to his ear stopped him instantly and found the said man leaning towards him.
“But something tells me - he paused and chose to skim his fingers to the inside of Jin’s thigh and drew circles on it - “you liked it anyway.”
Damn, the bastard’s right.
He just realized that his jeans becomes incredibly tight for comfort around his arousal and he suddenly wants something - someone to release him.
He slipped forward in his seat for Jun to brush his fingers against him. Small sounds erupted from him and a pleading feeling edged the whole of his expression, all directed to Jun to get his message. He cursed himself. He felt a little betrayed with desire.
This is the last thing he needed from MatsuJun.
“I wasn’t,” he raggedly breathed out. The unbearable tightness of the denim just sent him crazy. Touch me, Matsumoto! Jin looked at Jun squarely.
“You’re a good liar” Jun smiled amusedly and removed his hand off. Jin practically whined at the loss but it did not take long before he felt Jun’s hand cupped his growing bulge. Rough denim massaged him to insanity, to pleasure.
Jin panted and sucked in air desperately to stabilize his speeding heart beat against the overwhelming pleasure. He gazed at Jun through half-lidded eyes and met the lust on the older man’s eyes. Jun’s eyes hungrily watched him keen, sweat and convulse to his touch.
The desire for release came sooner and brought him to the edge as orgasm hits me hard underneath his jeans.
Great. A soiled designer jeans. Kame would be hysteric.
He filled his lungs in heaving breaths and lay limp at Jun’s side. God, a tease like him just set him off with clothes on. Unbelievable.
They stayed there leaning side by side until Jun stood up and took Jin in for a heated kiss, deep, tongues and all, with a hint of content and finality. Jun told him after they broke apart,
“Just dropped by to greet you and bandmates a pleasant new year. You looked appealing tonight, I’ll give you that. Consider this a bonus from me."
And he left with a smirk on his face.
FIN
Prompt: Anything goes
Fandom/Pairing: Arashi/JunOhno
Rating: angsssst. D:
Notes: for rachie241282 . originally posted here.
I’m sorry.
The words ring to him endlessly as he sends the message to Ohno Satoshi. It will be another disappointment, Jun thinks. But that does not stop him. Maybe this time, Ohno wouldn’t let him down. He has his hopes up.
Hey, Riida! Uhm. I was just wondering if you’re available today to catch a movie with me. There’s this interesting movie I want to watch so badly and I’m so hoping you would accompany me tonight if you can.
Jun waits. A nagging feeling tells him not to expect anything.
He recalls the times that he has been stood up and rejected, too many to say the least, and the times they can be together, barely or so little time. Yes, they do have shows and appearances together but it is all for work - professionals being professionals.
Still.
He waits.
He will.
Moments and the older man’s reply came with much glee -
Okay. When and where would we meet?
5pm, at the new movie theater Sho recommends - wait. Are you serious?
Of course, I am. If I get a thumbs-up with my manager, I’ll go. If not... well, we’ll just talk at your place.
Alright then. I’ll pick you up to the usual spot.
Jun can hardly believe it. For him, this feels like a dream come true. The anticipating disappointment didn’t surface and sneer at him for being so hopeful. He succeeds against the inevitable and conquers all odds. A triumphant smile graced upon his face.
Ecstatic, he plans his best clothes and of the impending event. Finally, for so long, he waited and it was over.
Another message came.
It killed Jun.
Jun-kun. I’m sorry but my manager said that I couldn’t go because there’s a scheduled drama shooting for Uta no Onii-san today. I completely forgot. I’m really, really sorry.
I’m sorry.
God, he just knows it.
His smile dwindles away slowly, dropping to the ground in heavy weights. He shouldn’t be this expectant. It doesn’t happen like once or twice. Of course, work is as important as his family. He completely understands that.
Oh. I understand. I know from the start it’s impossible anyway so yeah.
Is there anything you want to say to me, Jun-kun?
Shit!
Ohno notices.
He feels it.
How could he be this stubborn? How could he be childish now? He knows damn well that relationships are at best if there’s a distance between them. But why does he feel this sudden longing, this intense tug at his heart? He wants to shout it out and throw his frustration away. Their distance, the time they are apart - this drives him mad with yearning.
I need you.
I’m waiting for you.
He didn’t dare say it.
Nothing. Good luck with your drama shoot.
Are you sure?
Yes so you better do your best.
Thanks. I love you, Jun.
I love you too.
And just like that.
Pathetic.
He flops down to the bed and drapes an arm to his eyes, blocking the whole world, the harsh reality of it. Disappointment plants its seed again, a reminder of everything. It’s just not a good time. Sometimes maturity has its price. It’s heartbreakingly hard to gain.
But he knows the frustration will subside, tears will dry and a hope arises. We will be together again. And he’ll wait.
As the first rays of the sun pour through the thin curtains and a soft tapping at his door rouse him. He was greeted with a sheepish smile.
“I thought I’d come.”
Completely taken aback, he wills himself to pull the man closer and hugged him tight like never before. He draws in his scent, the warm feel of his body encasing him back. It seems eternity since they’ve been like this.
“I was waiting.”
“I know,” Ohno traced soothing circles on Jun’s back, “Happy Birthday.”
He graced Jun a smile and they kissed as they have never kissed before.
FIN