Pictures
Pictures [One-Shot]
Characters: Gackt, Miyavi, Mana
Genre: There is a bit of smutty goodness.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don’t own anyone and this is a work of fiction.
Summary: A dinner party at Gackt’s house. What will happen?
Author’s note: Hope you’ll enjoy this lil’ one-shot… I did get some assistance, my dear Mino helped write the last one and a half-ish pages. :)
Miyavi woke up by the sound of his phone ringing. He looked at the clock on his bedside table - 6:30 a.m., way too early. “Hello?” he yawned.
“Good morning. Is this Miyavi?” a strangely familiar voice said, but he couldn’t figure out who it was.
“Yeah, what is it?” he was too tired to bother with being polite.
“My name is Gackt. I wanted to invite you for dinner in four days, I’m making curry. I’m expecting you then, at six. Is that alright?”
Miyavi stared at the phone in disbelief. Gackt - the Gackt - probably the biggest name in entertainment in Japan was inviting him over for dinner. “Uh yeah, that’s fine.” He scolded himself for sounding so foolish.
Gackt chuckled quietly, “There will be another guest, I wanted to introduce you to each other. “ he paused a bit “the other doesn’t have a clue either.” Another warm laughter “well, I’ll see you on Saturday then.. Good bye”
“…Bye” Miyavi was still a bit shocked about the whole thing. A secret guest?
Four days later, Miyavi stood in his closet, almost panicking over what to wear at the dinner party.
It wasn’t just any dinner party, it was hosted by Gackt, the same man he had looked up too since he was just a kid, wanting to be a musician. And the there was the matter of the secret guest. It was probably someone important person in the music industry. He knew he had to make a good impression on whoever it was.
A quick glance at the watch told him he’d have to hurry or he’d be late. He picked a pair of worn out jeans, a colourful t-shirt and a sports jacket on top. Stopping by the mirror, he ran his fingers through the colourful Mohawk, approving of his appearance.
He grabbed the car keys before heading out the door.
Anxiously he stood in front of the huge wooden door of Gackt’s house, waiting for someone to let him in. The door opened and he was greeted by a charming, smiling Gackt
“Right on time! Please, come in.” he was as cool as always, letting Miyavi inside.
“My other guest hasn’t arrived yet” he smiled apologetically. “Fashionably late as always” a small chuckle left his plush lips.
“Thank you for inviting me” Miyavi tried to keep calm, desperately trying to choke the urge to jump forward and hug him tightly.
“It’s my pleasure” Gackt’s intensive eyes and the seducing smile made his heart beat that much faster.
“Sit down while I’ll get us some wine” he pointed at a big couch in the room next to them.
He did what he was told, trying to slow down his racing heart.
Not long after, Gackt returned with three glasses and a bottle of seemingly expensive wine.
“So who is this mystery guest?” he couldn’t stifle his curiosity any longer.
“Ah, you’ll see soon enough” a glimpse of playfulness lingered in his eyes “I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.” Gackt took a sip of the wine before continuing “most people don’t know this, but we’re very close friends.” Just as Miyavi placed the glass to his lips a knock on the door was heard.
“Speaking of the devil…” ¨Gackt smirked as he left the room to open the door.
“Come in my dear” Gackt’s voice had a tint of sweetness.
Miyavi’s jaw dropped when the person came into his range of sight - the one and only, Mana-sama.
He was dressed up like a porcelain doll in a black dress and knee-stockings, his black curled hair neatly done around his shoulders - too beautiful to be human.
Gackt smiled as he led Mana by the hand towards the couch “I guess you already know of each other.”
Quietly Mana spoke “of course.” A look in his eyes made it hard to know if he was sarcastic when he spoke again “you’re certainly hard to miss, Miyavi.”
“Everyone knows of Mana” he replied, trying to sound confident, earning a small smile from him.
“Ah, good, then let’s eat” Gackt practically dragged them towards the dining room.
They sat down and started eating, the conversation a bit tense in the beginning.
After a couple of glasses of wine the conversation and mood had picked up considerably, almost like talking to old friends. Miyavi discovered, to his surprise, that Mana is actually a very warm and even flirtatious person.
With some help of the wine, he dared to be a bit flirty himself with fleeting glances and little things he said. Laughing, Gackt stood up
“I’ll clean up here, you can go and sit down in the living room and I’ll be with you in a minute.”
“It’ll be faster if I help.” Gackt was about to object but the look given by Mana stopped him.
“Uhm, sure” he looked between them, then turning to Miyavi he said “you can pick a movie while we clean up.” He sensed something was up, but did what he was told.
A while later, they approached him hand in hand, with a devious glint in their eyes.
They sat down on either side of him, a small look between them and the little smile on their lips told him something was up. He tried to not think about it too much and started the movie.
Ten minutes into the movie, he heard Mana make a little sound, a small sigh of pleasure.
Surprised, he turned his head to find him with closed eyes, Gackt was drawing his nails down Mana’s neck. He hadn’t noticed what was going on since Gackt had his arm behind his neck, careful not to touch him.
“Uh,… what are you doing?” more confused than upset he faced Mana, who opened his eyes.
Hot breath on his ear made him shiver as Gackt almost purred “Do you feel left out?” and embraced him tightly from behind. Without being able to see it, he knew Gackt was smirking as he said
“I bet Mana could make you feel better.”
“Well?” Mana smiled slightly, a fire burning in his eyes.
Baffled, he couldn’t even nod. He had wished for this such a long time, never thinking it would ever happen and now he was in Gackt’s arms with Mana basically asking if they should take this to the bedroom. He felt the arms around him leave, Gackt took Mana’s hand and led him towards the door.
Looking back over his shoulder he said
“If you want, you can watch. I think he can teach you a thing or two…” before leaving the room with Mana.
Just a couple seconds later he had made up his mind and followed them, knowing this was a once in a lifetime shot. After all, they were both insanely gorgeous and they wanted him…
As he entered the bedroom, he was immediately grabbed by the wrists by Mana, leading him to a big armchair, pushing him down. Without a word, he tied Miyavi’s arms to the armrests with scarves and returned to Gackt’s side next to the bed.
Gently and slowly he unbuttoned Gackt’s shirt, their eyes locked. He went down on his knees, starting to open the button on Gackt’s pants and pull down the zipper. The experienced hands caressed the thighs as he pushed down the piece of clothing. Mana let his hands stroke the insides of the thighs as he brought them up to remove the black thongs, licking his lips.
Before he was able to remove the obstructive piece of clothing, Gackt took a firm grip on the curly, black hair and pulled him up, catching Mana’s slightly parted lips in a deep, slow kiss.
Pushing the petite man away, he said in a husky voice “enough. Get out of the dress.” He nodded towards Miyavi “put on a little show for us.”
Calculating, he started in a very shy manner to slowly unbutton the black lace top of his dress, biting his lower lip innocently but with a seductive look in his dark eyes.
Gackt sat down on the bed, watching Mana. His eyes, burning with desire, devouring his body.
The feminine man let it slightly fall from his shoulders, the raven curls falling over the snow white skin.
He continued teasingly slow, unbuttoning them all before letting the dress simply fall around his ankles.
The only tings covering his silky skin is black lace lingerie with matching garter and stockings, leaving little to the imagination.
Still womanlike, he walked over to the bed, showing off his slender, toned body.
Putting one leg on the bed beside Gackt, he leant forward and said very quietly
“Please help me take it off. No hands.”
Obliging, he started putting light kisses on Mana’s inner thigh, then starting to work on the garter, snapping the elastic string lightly against the sensitive skin.
He moaned quietly in response, letting his hands run over his exposed chest, leaning his head back in pleasure. Gackt loved the reactions he was getting, playing with the garter with his tongue and mouth, teasing. Eventually, he managed to open both garters on that leg, now dragging his teeth down Mana’s thigh, taking the stocking with him. When it was finally off, Gackt kissed his feet.
“Sit down” he then ordered, patting his lap with a devilish smile.
Mana did what he was told, sitting across Gackt’s lap, facing Miyavi. He wrapped his arms around Gackt’s neck and tilted himself a bit backwards. Lifting the other leg a little, he whispered “this one too”. With a smile, Gackt let one arm support the other’s back and the other hand stroke his thigh.
More moans came from the petite man as he drew his nails against the sensitive skin of Mana’s inner thigh, leaving red marks. Roughly, he pulled the stockings down, almost ruining the expensive and tender lingerie and garters, throwing them to the side.
Kissing Mana’s neck, he started stroking the very obvious bulge beneath the black lace, loving the sweet noises he made as the pleasure increased.
He could barely contain himself from pulling off the obstructive clothing and ravish the smaller man, but remained his slow way of teasing.
Miyavi felt incredibly hot, the scene in front of him hotter than his wildest fantasies.
Two of the hottest men were just a couple of feet away in just underwear - moaning, touching and just out of reach. He couldn’t even please himself since he was tied up, the sweet torture lingering.
He wanted to join them so badly, the scarves now starting to shave his wrists as he squirmed in the chair, trying to get out.
“Please, free my hands” he pleaded, thinking he’d lose his mind if it continued like this.
Gackt faced him, smirking “I think you can handle that a while longer” and stopped stroking the now whimpering man in his lap.
“Mana, darling, remove your cute little panties, I don’t think my guest can see properly.”
Nodding, he lifted himself up a little, pulling down the offensive piece of clothing, revealing his almost throbbing erection. Sitting back down in Gackt’s lap, he felt the others pant was obviously too tight. Pleading, he whispered “please… please”, knowing just how to push Gackt’s buttons.
“Soon…” Gackt whispered into his ear, nibbling on the lobe. His hand wandered between Mana’s legs, teasing around his entrance, knowing their observer could see everything perfectly clear.
He kissed and bit down on the feminine man’s neck, now pushing a finger into him, still teasing.
“Do you want more, darling?” he said with a smirk “then beg for it.”
Continuing with his teasing, he waited for Mana to give in to him.
When Gackt then removed his fingers, he whispered “no, please, more!” almost desperate.
Suddenly, he felt three fingers being roughly pushed into him, making him gasp in both pain and pleasure. As the thrusts became deeper and harder, as the pleasure built, he gasped almost inaudibly “let me… touch…”, his cheeks flushed.
Gackt nodded, letting him please himself - loving the sight of his lover coming undone in front of him.
Mana closed his eyes and started stroking himself, biting down hard on his lower lip, feeling Gackt in and around him. The fingers in him and those skilled lips drove him crazy, he needed release.
He increased the pace, now moaning loudly as the pleasure became unbearable and then quivering in bliss as he came all over his hand and stomach.
Gackt took his hand and licked it clean, carefully catching every drop.
Effortlessly, he lifted his lover to lay on the big bed, smiling sweetly “I’ll just take care of our guest” before he removed himself from Mana’s arms.
With feline grace he approached Miyavi, licking his lips.
Gackt could see how the young man turned and twisted in anticipation of what was to come. He had waited for this far too long and Gackt not only knew this, he intended to take advantage of it. He nodded towards Miyavi's bulging crotch and smirked. ”It seems tight down there?” The tied man in front of him moaned, a single sweatdrop making its way down his forehead. ”Gackt...” he whispered... ”I'll do anything... just... just please me!” Gackt, now standing in front of him with his rock hard erection only inches away from Miyavi's face, shook his head. ”Not until you've pleased me first” he demanded. With his one hand he took a firm grip around his chin, while quickly removing his moist thong with the other. ”Open your mouth.” Miyavi, still being tied to the chair, had no choice but to obey. He opened is mouth and felt Gackt thrusting his leaking erection into his throat. Miyavi could barely breath, but felt so turned on by it all that it didn't bother him. He licked and swallowed all of the juices dripping down his throat. Some of it found its way down the corner of his mouth. Gackt reached down and licked the whiteness from his face. Miyavi shuddered, Gackt was so damn sexy when he tasted himself. He got even more aroused by this and, using his tongue, he played with Gackt's head in his mouth. Gently, he nibbled on it. He made his way down the shaft and licked it from beginning to end. He could feel that Gackt was close now, his erection throbbed in his mouth. He quickened the pace, letting Gackt thrust down into his throat every time. Suddenly a loud moan was heard from the man standing in front of him ”Oh... GOD!”. Miyavi felt the warm sticky fluid filling his mouth. Obviously, it tasted good.
Mana was still laying on the bed, once again hard after watching Gackt mastering their guest. ”I really think we need to help him now” he said, looking at the poor man tied in the chair. Miyavi looked like a mess. His pants was soaking wet, his cock had been leaking for so long now. It was so hard, it was unbearable. His face was sweaty and he panted heavily. Gackt looked at Mana and laughed ”Yes, I don't think he can sustain much more...”
Finally, Miyavi felt his wrist being released. The red markings on them would be a reminder of this sexual game for many weeks to come. He felt used and toyed with, but somehow it just turned on him even more. He had longed fantasized about sexual sadistic games like this, although in his fantasies he was always the master, not the victim...
He suddenly heard the demanding voice again ”Stand up. I want to fuck you” followed by a softer, but still firm, voice ”...and I want to help”. Miyavi slowly raised himself from the chair, feeling the weakness in his legs. He felt completely helpless and he hated and loved it at the same time. He was under the order of these two beautiful men and he had no choice but to obey them. ”Turn around”. He did. Suddenly, Mana was standing behind him, kissing his neck gently ”Don't worry, we won't hurt you”. Mana started to undo his pants and pulled his shirt over his arms. He stroke his hand over Miyavi's wet underwear and finally, he pulled them down, exposing the throbbing, erected cock that had been imprisoned for so long.
In the corner of his eye, Miyavi could see how Gackt gave the lube to Mana. He coated his fingers thoroughly before slowly pushing one into him. Mana loved to feel how tight Miyavi was, his walls closing around his finger. ”More... I want more...”, nothing but a moan towards the wall. ”Like this?” Mana answered, pushing another finger into him. He didn't bother with the lube this time, he knew Miyavi liked it rough. Without waiting for an answer he pushed a third finger into the heat, thickening opening while putting his other hand around Miyavi's erection. ”It's soaking wet...” he whispered. He started to stroke it, up and down... fast and intensely. It was almost too much for him too. Miyavi, filled with Mana's fingers and his erection about to explode in the princess hand, suddenly gave a loud, long scream. He came harder than he had ever done before. His white stickiness was everywhere, it covered Mana's hand and ran down along his inner thighs. He could finally breathe again, but a quick look at Gackt's burning eyes reminded him that this sexual game was still far from over.
Gackt led him to the bed and gently pushed him down on his back. He could see that their guest was completely exhausted. He placed himself over the well shaped body and started to kiss him. Miyavi let his hands run wild over Gackt's sexy muscles. He couldn't help himself, he got hard again... Gackt felt it and smiled. Damn, he's so sexy when he smiles! Gackt pulled up both his legs and without saying a word, thrusted into his coated opening. Although Mana had prepared him well, he still felt how tight he was. He pushed hard into him, knowing that this would be over sooner than he wanted it to be. But he just couldn't hold it back any more. He felt Miyavi's walls against his magnum, it was so tight, warm and wet in there... Thrusting hard one last time, he suddenly felt the release he'd been anticipating for hours now. He squealed and felt his thick whiteness shoot into Miyavi, filling him up completely.
Exhausted, they all rested on the bed. They were covered in each others fluids, no idea what belonged to who anymore. Miyavi turned his head and looked at the night table next to the bed. He noticed the phone and thought to himself that this is where Gackt must have been when he called him. Suddenly, he noticed a photo beside the phone. He reached forward, discovering that it was him on the photo. He was standing on his knees on top of a couch with a blindfold over his eyes and a chain around his neck...
Gackt noticed his discovery and both he and Mana smirked.
”This is what happens when you agree on photo shoots like that...”
Characters: Gackt, Miyavi, Mana
Genre: There is a bit of smutty goodness.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don’t own anyone and this is a work of fiction.
Summary: A dinner party at Gackt’s house. What will happen?
Author’s note: Hope you’ll enjoy this lil’ one-shot… I did get some assistance, my dear Mino helped write the last one and a half-ish pages. :)
Miyavi woke up by the sound of his phone ringing. He looked at the clock on his bedside table - 6:30 a.m., way too early. “Hello?” he yawned.
“Good morning. Is this Miyavi?” a strangely familiar voice said, but he couldn’t figure out who it was.
“Yeah, what is it?” he was too tired to bother with being polite.
“My name is Gackt. I wanted to invite you for dinner in four days, I’m making curry. I’m expecting you then, at six. Is that alright?”
Miyavi stared at the phone in disbelief. Gackt - the Gackt - probably the biggest name in entertainment in Japan was inviting him over for dinner. “Uh yeah, that’s fine.” He scolded himself for sounding so foolish.
Gackt chuckled quietly, “There will be another guest, I wanted to introduce you to each other. “ he paused a bit “the other doesn’t have a clue either.” Another warm laughter “well, I’ll see you on Saturday then.. Good bye”
“…Bye” Miyavi was still a bit shocked about the whole thing. A secret guest?
Four days later, Miyavi stood in his closet, almost panicking over what to wear at the dinner party.
It wasn’t just any dinner party, it was hosted by Gackt, the same man he had looked up too since he was just a kid, wanting to be a musician. And the there was the matter of the secret guest. It was probably someone important person in the music industry. He knew he had to make a good impression on whoever it was.
A quick glance at the watch told him he’d have to hurry or he’d be late. He picked a pair of worn out jeans, a colourful t-shirt and a sports jacket on top. Stopping by the mirror, he ran his fingers through the colourful Mohawk, approving of his appearance.
He grabbed the car keys before heading out the door.
Anxiously he stood in front of the huge wooden door of Gackt’s house, waiting for someone to let him in. The door opened and he was greeted by a charming, smiling Gackt
“Right on time! Please, come in.” he was as cool as always, letting Miyavi inside.
“My other guest hasn’t arrived yet” he smiled apologetically. “Fashionably late as always” a small chuckle left his plush lips.
“Thank you for inviting me” Miyavi tried to keep calm, desperately trying to choke the urge to jump forward and hug him tightly.
“It’s my pleasure” Gackt’s intensive eyes and the seducing smile made his heart beat that much faster.
“Sit down while I’ll get us some wine” he pointed at a big couch in the room next to them.
He did what he was told, trying to slow down his racing heart.
Not long after, Gackt returned with three glasses and a bottle of seemingly expensive wine.
“So who is this mystery guest?” he couldn’t stifle his curiosity any longer.
“Ah, you’ll see soon enough” a glimpse of playfulness lingered in his eyes “I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.” Gackt took a sip of the wine before continuing “most people don’t know this, but we’re very close friends.” Just as Miyavi placed the glass to his lips a knock on the door was heard.
“Speaking of the devil…” ¨Gackt smirked as he left the room to open the door.
“Come in my dear” Gackt’s voice had a tint of sweetness.
Miyavi’s jaw dropped when the person came into his range of sight - the one and only, Mana-sama.
He was dressed up like a porcelain doll in a black dress and knee-stockings, his black curled hair neatly done around his shoulders - too beautiful to be human.
Gackt smiled as he led Mana by the hand towards the couch “I guess you already know of each other.”
Quietly Mana spoke “of course.” A look in his eyes made it hard to know if he was sarcastic when he spoke again “you’re certainly hard to miss, Miyavi.”
“Everyone knows of Mana” he replied, trying to sound confident, earning a small smile from him.
“Ah, good, then let’s eat” Gackt practically dragged them towards the dining room.
They sat down and started eating, the conversation a bit tense in the beginning.
After a couple of glasses of wine the conversation and mood had picked up considerably, almost like talking to old friends. Miyavi discovered, to his surprise, that Mana is actually a very warm and even flirtatious person.
With some help of the wine, he dared to be a bit flirty himself with fleeting glances and little things he said. Laughing, Gackt stood up
“I’ll clean up here, you can go and sit down in the living room and I’ll be with you in a minute.”
“It’ll be faster if I help.” Gackt was about to object but the look given by Mana stopped him.
“Uhm, sure” he looked between them, then turning to Miyavi he said “you can pick a movie while we clean up.” He sensed something was up, but did what he was told.
A while later, they approached him hand in hand, with a devious glint in their eyes.
They sat down on either side of him, a small look between them and the little smile on their lips told him something was up. He tried to not think about it too much and started the movie.
Ten minutes into the movie, he heard Mana make a little sound, a small sigh of pleasure.
Surprised, he turned his head to find him with closed eyes, Gackt was drawing his nails down Mana’s neck. He hadn’t noticed what was going on since Gackt had his arm behind his neck, careful not to touch him.
“Uh,… what are you doing?” more confused than upset he faced Mana, who opened his eyes.
Hot breath on his ear made him shiver as Gackt almost purred “Do you feel left out?” and embraced him tightly from behind. Without being able to see it, he knew Gackt was smirking as he said
“I bet Mana could make you feel better.”
“Well?” Mana smiled slightly, a fire burning in his eyes.
Baffled, he couldn’t even nod. He had wished for this such a long time, never thinking it would ever happen and now he was in Gackt’s arms with Mana basically asking if they should take this to the bedroom. He felt the arms around him leave, Gackt took Mana’s hand and led him towards the door.
Looking back over his shoulder he said
“If you want, you can watch. I think he can teach you a thing or two…” before leaving the room with Mana.
Just a couple seconds later he had made up his mind and followed them, knowing this was a once in a lifetime shot. After all, they were both insanely gorgeous and they wanted him…
As he entered the bedroom, he was immediately grabbed by the wrists by Mana, leading him to a big armchair, pushing him down. Without a word, he tied Miyavi’s arms to the armrests with scarves and returned to Gackt’s side next to the bed.
Gently and slowly he unbuttoned Gackt’s shirt, their eyes locked. He went down on his knees, starting to open the button on Gackt’s pants and pull down the zipper. The experienced hands caressed the thighs as he pushed down the piece of clothing. Mana let his hands stroke the insides of the thighs as he brought them up to remove the black thongs, licking his lips.
Before he was able to remove the obstructive piece of clothing, Gackt took a firm grip on the curly, black hair and pulled him up, catching Mana’s slightly parted lips in a deep, slow kiss.
Pushing the petite man away, he said in a husky voice “enough. Get out of the dress.” He nodded towards Miyavi “put on a little show for us.”
Calculating, he started in a very shy manner to slowly unbutton the black lace top of his dress, biting his lower lip innocently but with a seductive look in his dark eyes.
Gackt sat down on the bed, watching Mana. His eyes, burning with desire, devouring his body.
The feminine man let it slightly fall from his shoulders, the raven curls falling over the snow white skin.
He continued teasingly slow, unbuttoning them all before letting the dress simply fall around his ankles.
The only tings covering his silky skin is black lace lingerie with matching garter and stockings, leaving little to the imagination.
Still womanlike, he walked over to the bed, showing off his slender, toned body.
Putting one leg on the bed beside Gackt, he leant forward and said very quietly
“Please help me take it off. No hands.”
Obliging, he started putting light kisses on Mana’s inner thigh, then starting to work on the garter, snapping the elastic string lightly against the sensitive skin.
He moaned quietly in response, letting his hands run over his exposed chest, leaning his head back in pleasure. Gackt loved the reactions he was getting, playing with the garter with his tongue and mouth, teasing. Eventually, he managed to open both garters on that leg, now dragging his teeth down Mana’s thigh, taking the stocking with him. When it was finally off, Gackt kissed his feet.
“Sit down” he then ordered, patting his lap with a devilish smile.
Mana did what he was told, sitting across Gackt’s lap, facing Miyavi. He wrapped his arms around Gackt’s neck and tilted himself a bit backwards. Lifting the other leg a little, he whispered “this one too”. With a smile, Gackt let one arm support the other’s back and the other hand stroke his thigh.
More moans came from the petite man as he drew his nails against the sensitive skin of Mana’s inner thigh, leaving red marks. Roughly, he pulled the stockings down, almost ruining the expensive and tender lingerie and garters, throwing them to the side.
Kissing Mana’s neck, he started stroking the very obvious bulge beneath the black lace, loving the sweet noises he made as the pleasure increased.
He could barely contain himself from pulling off the obstructive clothing and ravish the smaller man, but remained his slow way of teasing.
Miyavi felt incredibly hot, the scene in front of him hotter than his wildest fantasies.
Two of the hottest men were just a couple of feet away in just underwear - moaning, touching and just out of reach. He couldn’t even please himself since he was tied up, the sweet torture lingering.
He wanted to join them so badly, the scarves now starting to shave his wrists as he squirmed in the chair, trying to get out.
“Please, free my hands” he pleaded, thinking he’d lose his mind if it continued like this.
Gackt faced him, smirking “I think you can handle that a while longer” and stopped stroking the now whimpering man in his lap.
“Mana, darling, remove your cute little panties, I don’t think my guest can see properly.”
Nodding, he lifted himself up a little, pulling down the offensive piece of clothing, revealing his almost throbbing erection. Sitting back down in Gackt’s lap, he felt the others pant was obviously too tight. Pleading, he whispered “please… please”, knowing just how to push Gackt’s buttons.
“Soon…” Gackt whispered into his ear, nibbling on the lobe. His hand wandered between Mana’s legs, teasing around his entrance, knowing their observer could see everything perfectly clear.
He kissed and bit down on the feminine man’s neck, now pushing a finger into him, still teasing.
“Do you want more, darling?” he said with a smirk “then beg for it.”
Continuing with his teasing, he waited for Mana to give in to him.
When Gackt then removed his fingers, he whispered “no, please, more!” almost desperate.
Suddenly, he felt three fingers being roughly pushed into him, making him gasp in both pain and pleasure. As the thrusts became deeper and harder, as the pleasure built, he gasped almost inaudibly “let me… touch…”, his cheeks flushed.
Gackt nodded, letting him please himself - loving the sight of his lover coming undone in front of him.
Mana closed his eyes and started stroking himself, biting down hard on his lower lip, feeling Gackt in and around him. The fingers in him and those skilled lips drove him crazy, he needed release.
He increased the pace, now moaning loudly as the pleasure became unbearable and then quivering in bliss as he came all over his hand and stomach.
Gackt took his hand and licked it clean, carefully catching every drop.
Effortlessly, he lifted his lover to lay on the big bed, smiling sweetly “I’ll just take care of our guest” before he removed himself from Mana’s arms.
With feline grace he approached Miyavi, licking his lips.
Gackt could see how the young man turned and twisted in anticipation of what was to come. He had waited for this far too long and Gackt not only knew this, he intended to take advantage of it. He nodded towards Miyavi's bulging crotch and smirked. ”It seems tight down there?” The tied man in front of him moaned, a single sweatdrop making its way down his forehead. ”Gackt...” he whispered... ”I'll do anything... just... just please me!” Gackt, now standing in front of him with his rock hard erection only inches away from Miyavi's face, shook his head. ”Not until you've pleased me first” he demanded. With his one hand he took a firm grip around his chin, while quickly removing his moist thong with the other. ”Open your mouth.” Miyavi, still being tied to the chair, had no choice but to obey. He opened is mouth and felt Gackt thrusting his leaking erection into his throat. Miyavi could barely breath, but felt so turned on by it all that it didn't bother him. He licked and swallowed all of the juices dripping down his throat. Some of it found its way down the corner of his mouth. Gackt reached down and licked the whiteness from his face. Miyavi shuddered, Gackt was so damn sexy when he tasted himself. He got even more aroused by this and, using his tongue, he played with Gackt's head in his mouth. Gently, he nibbled on it. He made his way down the shaft and licked it from beginning to end. He could feel that Gackt was close now, his erection throbbed in his mouth. He quickened the pace, letting Gackt thrust down into his throat every time. Suddenly a loud moan was heard from the man standing in front of him ”Oh... GOD!”. Miyavi felt the warm sticky fluid filling his mouth. Obviously, it tasted good.
Mana was still laying on the bed, once again hard after watching Gackt mastering their guest. ”I really think we need to help him now” he said, looking at the poor man tied in the chair. Miyavi looked like a mess. His pants was soaking wet, his cock had been leaking for so long now. It was so hard, it was unbearable. His face was sweaty and he panted heavily. Gackt looked at Mana and laughed ”Yes, I don't think he can sustain much more...”
Finally, Miyavi felt his wrist being released. The red markings on them would be a reminder of this sexual game for many weeks to come. He felt used and toyed with, but somehow it just turned on him even more. He had longed fantasized about sexual sadistic games like this, although in his fantasies he was always the master, not the victim...
He suddenly heard the demanding voice again ”Stand up. I want to fuck you” followed by a softer, but still firm, voice ”...and I want to help”. Miyavi slowly raised himself from the chair, feeling the weakness in his legs. He felt completely helpless and he hated and loved it at the same time. He was under the order of these two beautiful men and he had no choice but to obey them. ”Turn around”. He did. Suddenly, Mana was standing behind him, kissing his neck gently ”Don't worry, we won't hurt you”. Mana started to undo his pants and pulled his shirt over his arms. He stroke his hand over Miyavi's wet underwear and finally, he pulled them down, exposing the throbbing, erected cock that had been imprisoned for so long.
In the corner of his eye, Miyavi could see how Gackt gave the lube to Mana. He coated his fingers thoroughly before slowly pushing one into him. Mana loved to feel how tight Miyavi was, his walls closing around his finger. ”More... I want more...”, nothing but a moan towards the wall. ”Like this?” Mana answered, pushing another finger into him. He didn't bother with the lube this time, he knew Miyavi liked it rough. Without waiting for an answer he pushed a third finger into the heat, thickening opening while putting his other hand around Miyavi's erection. ”It's soaking wet...” he whispered. He started to stroke it, up and down... fast and intensely. It was almost too much for him too. Miyavi, filled with Mana's fingers and his erection about to explode in the princess hand, suddenly gave a loud, long scream. He came harder than he had ever done before. His white stickiness was everywhere, it covered Mana's hand and ran down along his inner thighs. He could finally breathe again, but a quick look at Gackt's burning eyes reminded him that this sexual game was still far from over.
Gackt led him to the bed and gently pushed him down on his back. He could see that their guest was completely exhausted. He placed himself over the well shaped body and started to kiss him. Miyavi let his hands run wild over Gackt's sexy muscles. He couldn't help himself, he got hard again... Gackt felt it and smiled. Damn, he's so sexy when he smiles! Gackt pulled up both his legs and without saying a word, thrusted into his coated opening. Although Mana had prepared him well, he still felt how tight he was. He pushed hard into him, knowing that this would be over sooner than he wanted it to be. But he just couldn't hold it back any more. He felt Miyavi's walls against his magnum, it was so tight, warm and wet in there... Thrusting hard one last time, he suddenly felt the release he'd been anticipating for hours now. He squealed and felt his thick whiteness shoot into Miyavi, filling him up completely.
Exhausted, they all rested on the bed. They were covered in each others fluids, no idea what belonged to who anymore. Miyavi turned his head and looked at the night table next to the bed. He noticed the phone and thought to himself that this is where Gackt must have been when he called him. Suddenly, he noticed a photo beside the phone. He reached forward, discovering that it was him on the photo. He was standing on his knees on top of a couch with a blindfold over his eyes and a chain around his neck...
Gackt noticed his discovery and both he and Mana smirked.
”This is what happens when you agree on photo shoots like that...”