[Fic] Led by a dream...
Gender: Fluff. Failed smut
Pairing: Akame
Rating: NC-17 *hides under a rock* R
Warning: English is not my first language. Also, check the raiting. First failed attempt of writing smut in English. Cursing. Unbeta-ed.
Beta: none
Disclaimer: The boys don't belong to me yet So, so far, just the plot is mine
Summary: After ten years of enduring his presence almost daily, it was now that they weren't bandmates anymore that Kazuya dared to torment him in a world where there are no limits to what they can do. For what Jin could do to him...
N.A: Fic especially written for Vera-chan aka hinatah Sorry for the lateness, but... HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, SWEETIE!!!! ♥♥♥ Hope you had a great day and that you can enjoy this humble present from me ^_^ Sorry I dedicated to you my very first Akame smut attempt *goes back to hide under a rock, blushing hard*
Led by a dream...
He was lazily checking on his mail the day after his Press Conference when he noticed a mail from his mother he hadn’t read back in the States. Frowning, he saw it was a short line and a link to what appeared to be a full episode of Shounen Club.
“What a shame!! It seems like you really influenced poor Kame-chan, son”
He didn’t understand a thing until he reached his Plastic Tears performance and he found himself gaping at the sight of Kamenashi doing such sensuous moves with his body, his voice and the lyrics of the song just adding the icing of the cake.
He widened his eyes at such thought, closing his laptop with a harsh thud and leaving his place in search for a way to calm down and release from the sudden tension.
~*~
He closed his eyes.
And soon found himself trapped in other wild eyes, just as full of want and lust as his very own. The owner of such sinfully tempting eyes leaned in and closed his lips against Jin’s, making him feel aware of their nakedness.
And now he was trapped between the lustful eyes, the pouty lips and the flawless skin.
He was trapped in Heaven…
Or so he thought, until those lips started wander from his mouth, to his ear, to his neck… And once there leaving a wet trail to his nipples. He felt himself getting hard at the touches of such a skilled tongue over his upper body.
But he wanted that tongue, that mouth, in other part of him.
-P-please… Please, suck me off…--he groaned in between shameful moans.
The eyes were directed at him and a smirk appeared in the other’s pretty face. A very devilish smirk in the middle of such angelical face.
-As you wish…
He slowly went down his body, his tongue never leaving his heated skin. He thought before he was in Heaven, but he was very wrong about it. Now, now he truly was. Being licked, sucked and engulfed by that man’s mouth. Hell, that was Heaven.
-K-Kazu…--he moaned, feeling that familiar heat burning him from his stomach…
He knew we wouldn’t last much. He, the great Akanishi Jin, was about to cum after a few short minutes inside another man’s mouth. He would have felt pathetic if it wouldn’t feel so damn good.
-Kazuya~~…!!--he moaned the name out loud, like a scream from the pit of his stomach, the moment he came hard in his hand.
Panting and groaning, he opened his eyes slowly realizing not only that he just screamed a man’s name while coming, but that he actually had dreamed the whole thing.
Just… Pathetic.
~*~
He went inside the Jimusho for the first time since his return to Japan, groaning in response to anybody who dared to greet him and congratulate him for the success of his American Tour. With huge bags under his eyes, it was obvious he couldn’t catch much of his sleep after the dream.
-The nightmare, Jin. It was a fucking nightmare--he mumbled to himself, striding his way to the closest studio.
And just a few steps from his destination, he saw him. Not only he did saw him, but the other saw him in return and Jin felt his cheeks burning the very moment those brown eyes landed in him, the images from his last dream -nightmare, damn it!- rushed through his mind.
-Oh, domo, Ak…
He turned around and left that place as fast as he could, not daring to face the younger man with the memories of last night so fresh in his head.
It went like that for the next week, the images of his dream kept haunting him the whole time. It reached a point where he actually touched himself while replaying his dream -nightmare, for Fuck’s sake- and chanting his name like a mantra until he found release. It was just an experiment to see if he could get rid of the nightmares, of course, and he didn’t enjoy it one bit.
He just repeated it a few more times to give it chance to work.
The fact that all the units were in the middle of rehearsals for the Countdown only made it a bit harder for him to avoid Kamenashi, so he was doomed to face the other every once in a while. Good thing Kame was always in the company of another Johnny or he didn’t know what he could have done.
In each opportunity, though, he pulled his best poker face and just ran away from the spot, making Kame and everyone around him believe he actually hated his younger ex-bandmate.
~*~
He splashed a bit of cold water over his face. He had just crossed path with the object of his distress in the middle of an empty hallway. To his bad luck, Kamenashi was just wandering alone in the middle of a rehearsal’s break, judging from his sweaty skin.
He probably lost all the color of his face, ‘cause in a matter of seconds he had the other in front of him with a worried expression.
-Akanishi, are you ok? You’re pale…
His eyes were glued to the pouty lips, his brain barely registered the words the other spoke. Until he felt his closeness…
-Don’t get one more fucking step…!--he growled, lifting his hand to signal the other to stop in his tracks.
Unfortunately, the fact that the said hand was trembling only made Kazuya feel the more worried about Jin.
-Let me help you…--he said softly, getting closer to Jin. His voice, however, triggered something inside the older man and, as fast as a breath lasts, Jin found himself hovering over Kazuya’s body that was pinned to the closest wall.
-You…--he breathed hard, fighting against his own impulses--You have no idea, Kamenashi… Y-you don’t know what I want to do you… The things I could make you do me…
It was the shock in Kame’s eyes that stopped him from doing anything from his wild imagination and forced him to run to the next available bathroom, hiding from what he just did. What he was about to do further…
The click of the door snapped him out of his thoughts and a quick look to the mirror in front of him made him wide his eyes in horror. Kazuya had not only just come into the same bathroom, but he also locked them both inside.
-W-what…?--his throat suddenly felt dry.
-I was just wondering…--Kazuya averted his eyes from Jin and quickly licked his lips, proof enough of his own nervousness--What those things you were talking about really were?
Jin’s eyes almost popped out.
-And… If you really…--he stepped closer and closer to Jin with each word--Would let me… Do you…?
The mere touch of Kazuya’s finger over his clothed chest was enough to send him out of his senses. Without any single warning, he pushed the younger male inside one of the stalls of the bathroom.
~*~
-Kazuya…--he moaned softly, feeling himself spurting his seed inside the other man’s mouth.
He watched through half-lidded eyes how Kame brushed some of his cum from the corner of his lips and then licked his finger clean, a satisfied grin never leaving his lips. He slowly straddled over Jin’s naked lap, his arms found a place around the older guy’s neck.
Jin saw everything without moving one muscle, just waiting in his afterglow for the dream to end, and to find himself sprawled in his comfy bed.
However, the feeling of the slightly chubbier body against his own felt too soft and warm, too real to be another one of his dreams.
He closed his eyes, almost wanting to purr at the contact of Kame’s body. This dream felt too damned good and he didn’t want to wake up now. He wanted to keep dreaming with the other, find out in the Sandman’s land what other things Kazuya was able to do…
-Jin…--speaking of the devil, the Kazuya in his dream whispered softly his name close to his ear.
He opened his eyes, now seeing Kame’s head resting on his shoulder, his own arms wrapped around the not so slender body. He wanted to see Kazuya’s newly gained curves, feel them tremble under his touch. Maybe if he kept dreaming…
-Mm?--he muttered.
-Your face looks so calmed now. I was really worried about you for the past days… You looked so desperate…--he said, tracing his fingers over Jin’s chest.
“I guess I just needed to get laid” Jin wanted to say, but fearing he could ruin the amazing atmosphere of his dream, it sounded more like…
-I guess I just needed you, Kazu…--it couldn’t hurt being so openly frank in a dream, right?
Kazuya smiled -that sweet honest smile of his, not the devilish one from the other dream- at the honest reply. So he leaned and pecked Jin’s lips tenderly, nibbling a bit in the lower one.
-I really needed you too, Jin…--he said, looking intently at the other’s eyes--I missed you.
And when he hugged Jin tighter and Jin wrapped his arms firmer around Kazuya, the feeling of both their hearts beating so hard against their chests made him realize something.
-You’re not a dream…--he murmured, suddenly feeling a knot inside his chest loosening up a bit. He inhaled Kazuya’s hair, his essence filling his lungs with something that, in that moment, he needed more than air itself.
-Of course I’m not, silly--Kazuya answered, not really getting the sudden declaration--This is not a dream…
Just in that exact moment, Jin realized something he was too blind to note before… All the avoiding, all the feelings about that dream weren’t about sex. All this time it was just about Kazuya, and just how much he had missed him all this time.
How much he wanted him now…
-Let’s go, Kazu…--he got up slowly, taking the said man with him--There are a couple of things I promised I’d make you do…
And getting himself look as decent as he could, he left the bathroom with Kazuya firmly grabbed in his hand. He was now determined to live his dream to the fullest, and that just didn't apply only to his singing dream.
A.N.2: Sorry for another random fic with not much of a plot :P Hope you enjoyed and I'd appreciate any comment for this fic, since I want to improve everytime ♥
Pairing: Akame
Rating: NC-17 *hides under a rock* R
Warning: English is not my first language. Also, check the raiting. First failed attempt of writing smut in English. Cursing. Unbeta-ed.
Beta: none
Disclaimer: The boys don't belong to me yet So, so far, just the plot is mine
Summary: After ten years of enduring his presence almost daily, it was now that they weren't bandmates anymore that Kazuya dared to torment him in a world where there are no limits to what they can do. For what Jin could do to him...
N.A: Fic especially written for Vera-chan aka hinatah Sorry for the lateness, but... HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, SWEETIE!!!! ♥♥♥ Hope you had a great day and that you can enjoy this humble present from me ^_^ Sorry I dedicated to you my very first Akame smut attempt *goes back to hide under a rock, blushing hard*
Led by a dream...
He was lazily checking on his mail the day after his Press Conference when he noticed a mail from his mother he hadn’t read back in the States. Frowning, he saw it was a short line and a link to what appeared to be a full episode of Shounen Club.
“What a shame!! It seems like you really influenced poor Kame-chan, son”
He didn’t understand a thing until he reached his Plastic Tears performance and he found himself gaping at the sight of Kamenashi doing such sensuous moves with his body, his voice and the lyrics of the song just adding the icing of the cake.
He widened his eyes at such thought, closing his laptop with a harsh thud and leaving his place in search for a way to calm down and release from the sudden tension.
~*~
He closed his eyes.
And soon found himself trapped in other wild eyes, just as full of want and lust as his very own. The owner of such sinfully tempting eyes leaned in and closed his lips against Jin’s, making him feel aware of their nakedness.
And now he was trapped between the lustful eyes, the pouty lips and the flawless skin.
He was trapped in Heaven…
Or so he thought, until those lips started wander from his mouth, to his ear, to his neck… And once there leaving a wet trail to his nipples. He felt himself getting hard at the touches of such a skilled tongue over his upper body.
But he wanted that tongue, that mouth, in other part of him.
-P-please… Please, suck me off…--he groaned in between shameful moans.
The eyes were directed at him and a smirk appeared in the other’s pretty face. A very devilish smirk in the middle of such angelical face.
-As you wish…
He slowly went down his body, his tongue never leaving his heated skin. He thought before he was in Heaven, but he was very wrong about it. Now, now he truly was. Being licked, sucked and engulfed by that man’s mouth. Hell, that was Heaven.
-K-Kazu…--he moaned, feeling that familiar heat burning him from his stomach…
He knew we wouldn’t last much. He, the great Akanishi Jin, was about to cum after a few short minutes inside another man’s mouth. He would have felt pathetic if it wouldn’t feel so damn good.
-Kazuya~~…!!--he moaned the name out loud, like a scream from the pit of his stomach, the moment he came hard in his hand.
Panting and groaning, he opened his eyes slowly realizing not only that he just screamed a man’s name while coming, but that he actually had dreamed the whole thing.
Just… Pathetic.
~*~
He went inside the Jimusho for the first time since his return to Japan, groaning in response to anybody who dared to greet him and congratulate him for the success of his American Tour. With huge bags under his eyes, it was obvious he couldn’t catch much of his sleep after the dream.
-The nightmare, Jin. It was a fucking nightmare--he mumbled to himself, striding his way to the closest studio.
And just a few steps from his destination, he saw him. Not only he did saw him, but the other saw him in return and Jin felt his cheeks burning the very moment those brown eyes landed in him, the images from his last dream -nightmare, damn it!- rushed through his mind.
-Oh, domo, Ak…
He turned around and left that place as fast as he could, not daring to face the younger man with the memories of last night so fresh in his head.
It went like that for the next week, the images of his dream kept haunting him the whole time. It reached a point where he actually touched himself while replaying his dream -nightmare, for Fuck’s sake- and chanting his name like a mantra until he found release. It was just an experiment to see if he could get rid of the nightmares, of course, and he didn’t enjoy it one bit.
He just repeated it a few more times to give it chance to work.
The fact that all the units were in the middle of rehearsals for the Countdown only made it a bit harder for him to avoid Kamenashi, so he was doomed to face the other every once in a while. Good thing Kame was always in the company of another Johnny or he didn’t know what he could have done.
In each opportunity, though, he pulled his best poker face and just ran away from the spot, making Kame and everyone around him believe he actually hated his younger ex-bandmate.
~*~
He splashed a bit of cold water over his face. He had just crossed path with the object of his distress in the middle of an empty hallway. To his bad luck, Kamenashi was just wandering alone in the middle of a rehearsal’s break, judging from his sweaty skin.
He probably lost all the color of his face, ‘cause in a matter of seconds he had the other in front of him with a worried expression.
-Akanishi, are you ok? You’re pale…
His eyes were glued to the pouty lips, his brain barely registered the words the other spoke. Until he felt his closeness…
-Don’t get one more fucking step…!--he growled, lifting his hand to signal the other to stop in his tracks.
Unfortunately, the fact that the said hand was trembling only made Kazuya feel the more worried about Jin.
-Let me help you…--he said softly, getting closer to Jin. His voice, however, triggered something inside the older man and, as fast as a breath lasts, Jin found himself hovering over Kazuya’s body that was pinned to the closest wall.
-You…--he breathed hard, fighting against his own impulses--You have no idea, Kamenashi… Y-you don’t know what I want to do you… The things I could make you do me…
It was the shock in Kame’s eyes that stopped him from doing anything from his wild imagination and forced him to run to the next available bathroom, hiding from what he just did. What he was about to do further…
The click of the door snapped him out of his thoughts and a quick look to the mirror in front of him made him wide his eyes in horror. Kazuya had not only just come into the same bathroom, but he also locked them both inside.
-W-what…?--his throat suddenly felt dry.
-I was just wondering…--Kazuya averted his eyes from Jin and quickly licked his lips, proof enough of his own nervousness--What those things you were talking about really were?
Jin’s eyes almost popped out.
-And… If you really…--he stepped closer and closer to Jin with each word--Would let me… Do you…?
The mere touch of Kazuya’s finger over his clothed chest was enough to send him out of his senses. Without any single warning, he pushed the younger male inside one of the stalls of the bathroom.
~*~
-Kazuya…--he moaned softly, feeling himself spurting his seed inside the other man’s mouth.
He watched through half-lidded eyes how Kame brushed some of his cum from the corner of his lips and then licked his finger clean, a satisfied grin never leaving his lips. He slowly straddled over Jin’s naked lap, his arms found a place around the older guy’s neck.
Jin saw everything without moving one muscle, just waiting in his afterglow for the dream to end, and to find himself sprawled in his comfy bed.
However, the feeling of the slightly chubbier body against his own felt too soft and warm, too real to be another one of his dreams.
He closed his eyes, almost wanting to purr at the contact of Kame’s body. This dream felt too damned good and he didn’t want to wake up now. He wanted to keep dreaming with the other, find out in the Sandman’s land what other things Kazuya was able to do…
-Jin…--speaking of the devil, the Kazuya in his dream whispered softly his name close to his ear.
He opened his eyes, now seeing Kame’s head resting on his shoulder, his own arms wrapped around the not so slender body. He wanted to see Kazuya’s newly gained curves, feel them tremble under his touch. Maybe if he kept dreaming…
-Mm?--he muttered.
-Your face looks so calmed now. I was really worried about you for the past days… You looked so desperate…--he said, tracing his fingers over Jin’s chest.
“I guess I just needed to get laid” Jin wanted to say, but fearing he could ruin the amazing atmosphere of his dream, it sounded more like…
-I guess I just needed you, Kazu…--it couldn’t hurt being so openly frank in a dream, right?
Kazuya smiled -that sweet honest smile of his, not the devilish one from the other dream- at the honest reply. So he leaned and pecked Jin’s lips tenderly, nibbling a bit in the lower one.
-I really needed you too, Jin…--he said, looking intently at the other’s eyes--I missed you.
And when he hugged Jin tighter and Jin wrapped his arms firmer around Kazuya, the feeling of both their hearts beating so hard against their chests made him realize something.
-You’re not a dream…--he murmured, suddenly feeling a knot inside his chest loosening up a bit. He inhaled Kazuya’s hair, his essence filling his lungs with something that, in that moment, he needed more than air itself.
-Of course I’m not, silly--Kazuya answered, not really getting the sudden declaration--This is not a dream…
Just in that exact moment, Jin realized something he was too blind to note before… All the avoiding, all the feelings about that dream weren’t about sex. All this time it was just about Kazuya, and just how much he had missed him all this time.
How much he wanted him now…
-Let’s go, Kazu…--he got up slowly, taking the said man with him--There are a couple of things I promised I’d make you do…
And getting himself look as decent as he could, he left the bathroom with Kazuya firmly grabbed in his hand. He was now determined to live his dream to the fullest, and that just didn't apply only to his singing dream.
A.N.2: Sorry for another random fic with not much of a plot :P Hope you enjoyed and I'd appreciate any comment for this fic, since I want to improve everytime ♥