Sweet Lips (1/1)
Title: Sweet Lips
Author: neo_arumina
Fandom: JRock, exist trace
Pairings: hinted towards Naoto x Jyou
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sometimes Naoto wondered if Jyou ever thought about how it would be to kiss the bassist’s pierced lips, feel the sharp metal against her own plush and soft ones.
Warnings: YURI ...that's about it
Notes: First…yuri one shot…ehehe…I’m a little…embarrassed D: Totally dedicated to nyu_kun , because she was like “I WANNA READ YOUR EXIST TRACE STUFF!”… I don’t know much of Exist Trace and finding stuff on them is really hard so I tried my best with what info I had, a lot is made up obviously xD;
Naoto chewed on her upper lip, sucking the lip ring there into her mouth and kept it between her teeth for a long while, knowing Jyou was watching from over the pages of Miko’s magazine (which she was supposedly reading together with the guitarist).
The bassist knew the blonde woman had a strange fascination with piercings, particularly lip rings at that, and Naoto loved Jyou’s rapt stare every time she’d toy with her piercings. Naoto would often, and deliberately, play with her own lip rings when Jyou was around, it was fun to know she could get the vocalist’s attention like that.
Sometimes Naoto wondered if Jyou ever thought about how it would be to kiss the bassist’s pierced lips, feel the sharp metal against her own plush and soft ones, how it would be to nip at the studded lips, suck them between her own…
Naoto pondered that subject quietly and deeply, so deeply she didn’t even notice that Jyou seated herself in front of the bassist. It wasn’t until Jyou poked Naoto’s forehead and called her name that the dark haired woman snapped out of a very suggestive day dream and back into reality.
“Naoto, I was asking if you wanted to go out for some air,” Jyou said and looked at the other woman, clearly wondering what had preoccupied Naoto’s mind before she had come by.
“Uhn, aren’t you going with Miko?” Naoto answered slowly as her brain wasn’t quite rid of the little fantasy yet. Jyou shook her head slightly and said, “She said she had to talk to Omi about something.”
Naoto nodded somewhat, staring at Jyou’s lips as she spoke, not that they moved that much. It was a trait the vocalist seemed to have, her mouth wasn’t very expressive when she was talking, but it sure was when she sang. In a way, Naoto was fascinated by this, maybe as much as Jyou was with her piercings.
“So you wanna come?” Jyou asked again, folding her hands between her open legs. Naoto didn’t answer; she had noticed a little movement of Jyou’s lips when she had said ‘come’ which made her wonder how the vocalist would move her mouth and lips in a kiss.
“Naoto, you’re unusually dense today,” the singer scoffed and gave a small grunt before she was about to say something else, but she was interrupted by a pair of plump lips that pressed against hers.
Naoto had already closed her eyes as she had leaned forward, her hand brushed through Jyou’s messy blonde hair before resting her hand against the smaller woman’s cheek. She was a little surprised to find Jyou leaning into the touch, but even more surprised to find Jyou kissing her back.
Shortly after their lips parted, and tongues brushed together, Jyou’s prodded at the ring on Naoto’s upper lip before she ran the wet appendage over the curve of the bassist’s lip and then she pulled away, with a flick of her tongue against Naoto’s.
“Why’d you kiss me like that?” Jyou demanded, as if it was Naoto who had French kissed her and not the other way around. Naoto’s hand fell from Jyou’s cheek to her neck, fiddling with a necklace she found there as she replied, “I wanted to know what your lips would feel like against mine.”
The vocalist grinned as Naoto continued, “What about you then, Jyou? What’s your excuse?”
Jyou smiled lewdly and whispered, “That’s the first pair of your lips I wanted to taste.”
Author: neo_arumina
Fandom: JRock, exist trace
Pairings: hinted towards Naoto x Jyou
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sometimes Naoto wondered if Jyou ever thought about how it would be to kiss the bassist’s pierced lips, feel the sharp metal against her own plush and soft ones.
Warnings: YURI ...that's about it
Notes: First…yuri one shot…ehehe…I’m a little…embarrassed D: Totally dedicated to nyu_kun , because she was like “I WANNA READ YOUR EXIST TRACE STUFF!”… I don’t know much of Exist Trace and finding stuff on them is really hard so I tried my best with what info I had, a lot is made up obviously xD;
Naoto chewed on her upper lip, sucking the lip ring there into her mouth and kept it between her teeth for a long while, knowing Jyou was watching from over the pages of Miko’s magazine (which she was supposedly reading together with the guitarist).
The bassist knew the blonde woman had a strange fascination with piercings, particularly lip rings at that, and Naoto loved Jyou’s rapt stare every time she’d toy with her piercings. Naoto would often, and deliberately, play with her own lip rings when Jyou was around, it was fun to know she could get the vocalist’s attention like that.
Sometimes Naoto wondered if Jyou ever thought about how it would be to kiss the bassist’s pierced lips, feel the sharp metal against her own plush and soft ones, how it would be to nip at the studded lips, suck them between her own…
Naoto pondered that subject quietly and deeply, so deeply she didn’t even notice that Jyou seated herself in front of the bassist. It wasn’t until Jyou poked Naoto’s forehead and called her name that the dark haired woman snapped out of a very suggestive day dream and back into reality.
“Naoto, I was asking if you wanted to go out for some air,” Jyou said and looked at the other woman, clearly wondering what had preoccupied Naoto’s mind before she had come by.
“Uhn, aren’t you going with Miko?” Naoto answered slowly as her brain wasn’t quite rid of the little fantasy yet. Jyou shook her head slightly and said, “She said she had to talk to Omi about something.”
Naoto nodded somewhat, staring at Jyou’s lips as she spoke, not that they moved that much. It was a trait the vocalist seemed to have, her mouth wasn’t very expressive when she was talking, but it sure was when she sang. In a way, Naoto was fascinated by this, maybe as much as Jyou was with her piercings.
“So you wanna come?” Jyou asked again, folding her hands between her open legs. Naoto didn’t answer; she had noticed a little movement of Jyou’s lips when she had said ‘come’ which made her wonder how the vocalist would move her mouth and lips in a kiss.
“Naoto, you’re unusually dense today,” the singer scoffed and gave a small grunt before she was about to say something else, but she was interrupted by a pair of plump lips that pressed against hers.
Naoto had already closed her eyes as she had leaned forward, her hand brushed through Jyou’s messy blonde hair before resting her hand against the smaller woman’s cheek. She was a little surprised to find Jyou leaning into the touch, but even more surprised to find Jyou kissing her back.
Shortly after their lips parted, and tongues brushed together, Jyou’s prodded at the ring on Naoto’s upper lip before she ran the wet appendage over the curve of the bassist’s lip and then she pulled away, with a flick of her tongue against Naoto’s.
“Why’d you kiss me like that?” Jyou demanded, as if it was Naoto who had French kissed her and not the other way around. Naoto’s hand fell from Jyou’s cheek to her neck, fiddling with a necklace she found there as she replied, “I wanted to know what your lips would feel like against mine.”
The vocalist grinned as Naoto continued, “What about you then, Jyou? What’s your excuse?”
Jyou smiled lewdly and whispered, “That’s the first pair of your lips I wanted to taste.”