[One-Shot]:The 5 Senses -- Days 160-164
Titles:Sight, Hearing, Smell, Touch, Taste
Pairing:AibaxNino
Genre:Humor, Smut
Rating:PG, NC-17
Disclaimer:I own nothing but the plot
Word Count:2493
Summary:Aiba is intrigued by this new intern.
A/N: A One-Shot containing drabbles. Does that even make sense? LOL
Fanfic Masterpost
101-200 Masterpost
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Sight -- Day 160
It only took one glance for Aiba Masaki to fall completely head over heels on the new intern. He didn’t know his name yet, but he’s planning to when they get the chance of being alone. Till then, he had no choice but to watch the new intern from his cubicle.
He noticed that the new intern kept fidgeting as if he was nervous and only once did they have eye contact. He remembered feeling like the intern five years ago, so nervous and fresh from college. Speaking of college, the new intern looked young as if he was still in his teenage years. Aiba smirked as the thought of doing something illegal for pleasure...
“Aiba-san!”
His eyes, unfortunately, drifted off to another person who stood in between his view. He didn’t have to look up to know who it was. Sighing defeatedly, he resumed typing away meaningless documentaries...
Hearing -- Day 161
Unfortunately, he was unable to catch the new intern’s name yesterday. As it turns out, the new intern was his boss’s assistant (to everyone who knew their boss, assistant meant being a slave). He didn’t even get to talk to him during lunch break since the new intern was busy running around doing errands for their boss. But Aiba was not someone who gave up so easily.
“I think I wanna go karaoke.”
The sound of the new intern’s voice (he’s already accustomed to it by then) caught his attention. Making sure that no one else was around, he moved closer to the source of the voice. He was hidden of course, since the new intern was behind the (thin) wall Aiba leaned against. It was a good thing he decided to make tea.
“Later, after work...When will you be done?...Seriously?...You can’t come?”
AIba concluded that the latter was on his phone.
“I’ll go anyways, without you...Yeah, ok, bye.”
Aiba quickly ran away, making sure that he held the cup firmly in his hands. Once he reached his cubicle, Aiba began to formulate a plan. Besides, he hasn’t been to a karaoke in ages.
“Jun-chan,” Aiba whispered into his phone once he caught sight of the new intern descending down the stairs. He figured that the latter had just finished his shift.
“What is it?” His friend snapped from the other line, “I’m busy working, mind you.”
“But I have a favor. If you somehow get me a free time in your karaoke, I promise I’ll go shopping with you.”
“Aiba, you know I can’t.”
“But you’re the owner!” Aiba whined, making sure that Jun can visualize his pout as well. “It’s not like it’s the first time.”
Aiba could imagine Jun massaging his temples. It was too much to ask of a friend, but he really needed this. “I’ll shop with you when I’m free and when you’re free, ok? And I’ll help out at the karaoke too.”
“Aiba...”
“Please!” He begged when he looked back and saw that the intern was heading towards the front. “I’ll... I’ll be your slave!”
Jun finally sighed, letting Aiba know that he gave in. “Fine. What are you--”
Aiba hung up right away once he saw that the latter was getting closer to where he was standing. Jun would know right away when he went to the karaoke club if he brought the new intern with him. Just as the new intern was about to cross the street, Aiba sighed heavily.
“Ah... What do I do now? Jun ditched me and now I have no one to go with to the karaoke... and it was free, too.” He used his peripheral vision to see if he caught the intern’s attention; sure enough, he did.
“Did you say it was free?”
Aiba pretended to be startled as he grabbed for his chest. “Did I say it out loud?”
The intern nodded his head, his brown eyes never leaving his face. “Actually... I was heading out to go to a karaoke, too... You don’t mind if I...”
Aiba shook his head, trying to bite back the huge grin that tried forcing it’s way to his lips. “Of course not! I’m Aiba Masaki by the way.”
The intern shrugged. “I know, everyone says you’re loud.”
Aiba didn’t know whether to be offended or flattered at the fact that the latter already knew him. Was he that loud? His mother did tell him once that she sometimes can hear him mumbling in his sleep.
“I’m Ninomiya Kazunari, by the way. But just call me Nino, everyone calls me that.”
Then Aiba grinned. “Ok, Nino. We’ll use my car.”
Smell -- Day 162
As soon as they stepped foot in Jun’s karaoke, Aiba was immediately greeted by his friend. It wasn’t a surprise at all that Jun was already there since he was being expected after all.
“Wel-- Nino? Is that you?”
Aiba gave his friend a questioning look, wondering how Jun knew who Nino was.
“Jun? What the hell? You still work here?” Behind him, he heard Nino laugh. Aiba was beginning to feel like the third wheeler. “Don’t tell me your Aiba-san’s friend? I thought-- I knew the name sounded familiar. I don’t know that much Jun’s.”
“Way to greet an old friend of yours, and yes I still work here. I’m the new manager now,” Jun laughed before nodding towards Aiba. For some reason, Aiba didn’t like the say Jun was scowling at him as if he was the bad guy. “I see you’ve met him.”
“Yeah... I kind of tagged along when he said that there was free karaoke.”
“You’re still at it again?” Jun shook his head as if he was disappointed, but he laughed. “You haven’t changed.”
“So did you.”
Aiba, in between the conversation, watched the two converse like it was a tennis match. He realized he didn’t belong at all in the conversation so he decided to keep shut until the two were done talking. “Uh... May we have our room now, Jun?” He asked as soon as he decided the two were done catching up.
“Oh,” Jun jumped, his eyes finally landing on his face. “I forgot. Follow me.”
As Jun lead them, however, Nino bounced towards Jun and whispered something in his ear. Aiba couldn’t hear it, but he assumed it was something between them. After Jun showed them their room, near the end of the hallway, they sat themselves in the cushions and was given a menu. Once Jun had gone, he heard a hum from across him.
“Is he the Jun you were talking about?” Nino asked, giving off a hint of playfulness in his voice. Aiba couldn’t help but gulp. Instead of answering, he continued to look through the menu. Damn, if only he knew that Jun and Nino were friends.
“Aiba-san, are you listening?”
He chuckled nervously as he set the menu down, hoping that Jun or anyone who worked would come in. As if his thoughts were heard, the door opened revealing his friend holding a tray of drinks.
“Here you go, Aiba, orange juice. Did you want anything to drink?” Jun asked Nino after placing the glass of juice in front of Aiba.
“No, thanks.”
“Ok, I’ll be back in 30 minutes.” With that said, Jun left, leaving the two of them alone again.
Aiba knew he was screwed when he felt the cushion besides him deepen even more. Just when he thought that he would be able to capture Nino, instead he was caught in his own plan. Damn! Sweat began to break as he thought of a way to keep Nino from speaking to him.
“Ahaha, let’s sing!” Aiba suggested, suddenly standing up when he felt Nino was going to talk to him again.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw Nino smirk. “Yeah, let’s.”
“Jun,” Aiba grinned as he rolled his eyes and flopped his body on the couch. “Why the...beer? I...We have work...tomorrow...”
“Oh, I didn’t bring it for you,” Jun snapped. “Nino requested for it.”
Aiba’s eye’s flickered on the latter, asking himself why, in the first place, he drunk beer when there wasn’t even beer around. Then he remembered back to when Jun gave him an orange juice, and another, and another until he was in this state. When did Nino--
“Oh, don’t worry,” Nino smirked. “I’ll get you home safely.”
As Nino picked him up from the leather couch, he wrinkled his nose.
“Nino... you wear... cologne?” Aiba slurred as his arms were put around Nino’s neck. Before he could hear Nino’s answer, the world went a fuzzy blur then it turned completely black.
Touch -- Day 163
He stirred, slightly awake after having the best dream last night. He dreamt about Nino holding him like a princess then he was thrown on a bed unceremoniously as his clothes were torn from his body. In his dream, there was this faint smell of cologne, but he couldn’t recognize where it was coming from. Oddly, he was smelling the same cologne from his dream right now...
There was a groan besides Aiba and he thought that it was his stomach that made the sound. He was quite hungry, and his stomach felt completely empty. He was about to get up without opening his eyes since he knew his apartment like the back of his hand. However, as he struggled to get up, a heavy weight prevented him. He quickly opened his eyes, thinking that it was a ghost or something like that. Once he opened his eyes, he saw skin -- human skin.
It was as white as milk with moles decorating it here and there. But the last time Aiba checked, his skin was not as white as that. All of a sudden, images of strange memories flashed through his mind and Aiba knew right away who this person on top of him was. He didn’t know whether to be horrified or accomplished.
“Aiba...san?”
The body on top of him stirred and lifted itself up before turning around to face him. Nino yawned and stretched before rubbing his eyes. “Morning...”
He still didn’t know whether to be horrified or accomplished of himself.
Then Nino laughed, his hand dangerously hovering over Aiba’s bare shoulder. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Aiba-san, are you ok?”
“Where am I?” He ignored Nino’s questioned and tried to look up. However, Nino pinned him down.
“Aiba-san, I know what you were up to.”
He tried to bury himself in the bed, unfortunately, he couldn’t get far. No, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go, he thought, panicking. “Ahaha, what do you mean?” He laughed nervously, staring at the ceiling intently to avoid Nino’s stare.
Nino, however, did not answer but continued to stare at him. A few seconds later, he sensed the latter smirking down on him. “I knew since my first day,” Nino said, “That you wanted me.”
“What?”
“I purposely pretended to have a friend ditch me so you could take me instead.”
“Huh?” Now Aiba was confused.
“I knew you were friend’s with Jun,” Nino continued. “But I didn’t tell him I knew you.”
“...So you’ve been...”
“Playing you all along,” Nino continued for him and this time, Aiba finally looked at him. He couldn’t help but notice the dark look in Nino’s eyes.
Before he had the chance to say anything, however, soft lips touched his. “I’ve finally got you,” Nino hummed evilly after pulling away.
Taste -- Day 164
“T-This doesn’t make sense,” Aiba mumbled confused, pulling away from Nino’s grasp. Wasn’t it that he was the one who planned this all out? Since when did it become Nino’s plan and not his? The last time he checked, his plan was working up until the small incident in Jun’s karaoke.
“But isn’t this what you wanted?” Nino murmured darkly, his hands hovering over Aiba’s chest.
“Well...” He slowly settled back down the thick sheets. “I guess--”
“Then shut up and let’s get this done,” Nino demanded as he quickly got up, pulled his pants and his trousers down to the floor as Aiba followed in suit.
Nino flopped himself on the bed, presenting himself for Aiba. He moaned as he slipped a hand over his nipple and the other over his penis. “Aren’t you... going to touch me?”
“Oh. Yeah.” Aiba placed his body on Nino, earning a soft grunt because of his weight, but Nino didn’t say anything about it. Instead, the latter just smirked as he let another moan slip out of his mouth.
Aiba couldn’t resist anymore, in fact, this is what he wanted in the first place. He grabbed the back of Nino’s head and smashed his lips onto Nino’s; the latter responded quickly as he opened his mouth more for Aiba to explore. He moved his body against Nino, allowing their erections to rub against each other. It felt so damn good and Aiba wanted to feel more. He pulled away from the kiss and used his lips to trail down the latter’s body, not missing the fact that he could still smell faint cologne. Once he reached the throbbing length, he popped it in his mouth.
“Urgh...” Nino moaned, his hips thrusting up as Aiba ran his mouth up and down the penis. “Aiba... Fuck...”
He giggled around the penis, causing Nino to moan his name louder. At this point, Aiba didn’t care if their neighbors heard them because the walls were pretty thin; it just added to the fun. “Lube...condom,” Aiba panted, letting Nino go with a small pop. “In drawer...”
Nino retrieve them rather quickly and threw it towards him, almost hitting him straight in the face. “I’m not going to prepare you,” Aiba warned him as he tore the packet and quickly put the condom on his penis.
“Don’t care!” Nino growled. “Just fuck me, dammit!”
“It sounds like you want it more than me,” Aiba teased as he applied lube over his length.
“Shut up,” Nino hissed, spreading apart his legs once Aiba placed himself in between him.
Without a warning, Aiba fully thrusted himself in Nino’s hole until all of him was inside Nino. He made started with a slow pace at first after hearing Nino groaning in pain. He wondered if he should stop and just continue sucking Nino, but the latter seemed like he wanted more of him as arms and legs were wrapped around him. Aiba took this as a signal to move faster, and so he did until he heard Nino moaning at every thrust.
“Touch me...” Nino moaned into his neck. Aiba nodded his head and slipped his hand in between their bodies, pumping Nino’s penis with his pace. It didn’t take long, however, for Nino to spill all over his hand. After a couple of more thrusts, Aiba let out a loud growl as he came inside of the condom. He pulled himself out and scrambled in front of Nino’s penis.
“Let me...” Aiba whispered, taking Nino’s penis into his mouth. He wanted to grimace at the weird salty taste, but he insisted so there was no backing out; he found it rather odd how thrilling it was to taste Nino.
“I’m clean enough,” Nino growled, pushing him away with a soft humph. “Take care of yourself.”
Aiba looked down and saw that he still had the condom on. Smiling sheepishly, he took it off and threw the condom in his trash before once again, he attacked Nino, watching, hearing, smelling, touching, and tasting him. He never would have thought that his five sense were that useful.
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A/N: Forgive me. Even though I wrote an NC in the post before this, I'm rusty. I haven't written one on a daily basis for a long, long time.
Comments are <3!!
Days 153-159 | Days 165-171
Pairing:AibaxNino
Genre:Humor, Smut
Rating:PG, NC-17
Disclaimer:I own nothing but the plot
Word Count:2493
Summary:Aiba is intrigued by this new intern.
A/N: A One-Shot containing drabbles. Does that even make sense? LOL
Fanfic Masterpost
101-200 Masterpost
++++++++++
Sight -- Day 160
It only took one glance for Aiba Masaki to fall completely head over heels on the new intern. He didn’t know his name yet, but he’s planning to when they get the chance of being alone. Till then, he had no choice but to watch the new intern from his cubicle.
He noticed that the new intern kept fidgeting as if he was nervous and only once did they have eye contact. He remembered feeling like the intern five years ago, so nervous and fresh from college. Speaking of college, the new intern looked young as if he was still in his teenage years. Aiba smirked as the thought of doing something illegal for pleasure...
“Aiba-san!”
His eyes, unfortunately, drifted off to another person who stood in between his view. He didn’t have to look up to know who it was. Sighing defeatedly, he resumed typing away meaningless documentaries...
Hearing -- Day 161
Unfortunately, he was unable to catch the new intern’s name yesterday. As it turns out, the new intern was his boss’s assistant (to everyone who knew their boss, assistant meant being a slave). He didn’t even get to talk to him during lunch break since the new intern was busy running around doing errands for their boss. But Aiba was not someone who gave up so easily.
“I think I wanna go karaoke.”
The sound of the new intern’s voice (he’s already accustomed to it by then) caught his attention. Making sure that no one else was around, he moved closer to the source of the voice. He was hidden of course, since the new intern was behind the (thin) wall Aiba leaned against. It was a good thing he decided to make tea.
“Later, after work...When will you be done?...Seriously?...You can’t come?”
AIba concluded that the latter was on his phone.
“I’ll go anyways, without you...Yeah, ok, bye.”
Aiba quickly ran away, making sure that he held the cup firmly in his hands. Once he reached his cubicle, Aiba began to formulate a plan. Besides, he hasn’t been to a karaoke in ages.
“Jun-chan,” Aiba whispered into his phone once he caught sight of the new intern descending down the stairs. He figured that the latter had just finished his shift.
“What is it?” His friend snapped from the other line, “I’m busy working, mind you.”
“But I have a favor. If you somehow get me a free time in your karaoke, I promise I’ll go shopping with you.”
“Aiba, you know I can’t.”
“But you’re the owner!” Aiba whined, making sure that Jun can visualize his pout as well. “It’s not like it’s the first time.”
Aiba could imagine Jun massaging his temples. It was too much to ask of a friend, but he really needed this. “I’ll shop with you when I’m free and when you’re free, ok? And I’ll help out at the karaoke too.”
“Aiba...”
“Please!” He begged when he looked back and saw that the intern was heading towards the front. “I’ll... I’ll be your slave!”
Jun finally sighed, letting Aiba know that he gave in. “Fine. What are you--”
Aiba hung up right away once he saw that the latter was getting closer to where he was standing. Jun would know right away when he went to the karaoke club if he brought the new intern with him. Just as the new intern was about to cross the street, Aiba sighed heavily.
“Ah... What do I do now? Jun ditched me and now I have no one to go with to the karaoke... and it was free, too.” He used his peripheral vision to see if he caught the intern’s attention; sure enough, he did.
“Did you say it was free?”
Aiba pretended to be startled as he grabbed for his chest. “Did I say it out loud?”
The intern nodded his head, his brown eyes never leaving his face. “Actually... I was heading out to go to a karaoke, too... You don’t mind if I...”
Aiba shook his head, trying to bite back the huge grin that tried forcing it’s way to his lips. “Of course not! I’m Aiba Masaki by the way.”
The intern shrugged. “I know, everyone says you’re loud.”
Aiba didn’t know whether to be offended or flattered at the fact that the latter already knew him. Was he that loud? His mother did tell him once that she sometimes can hear him mumbling in his sleep.
“I’m Ninomiya Kazunari, by the way. But just call me Nino, everyone calls me that.”
Then Aiba grinned. “Ok, Nino. We’ll use my car.”
Smell -- Day 162
As soon as they stepped foot in Jun’s karaoke, Aiba was immediately greeted by his friend. It wasn’t a surprise at all that Jun was already there since he was being expected after all.
“Wel-- Nino? Is that you?”
Aiba gave his friend a questioning look, wondering how Jun knew who Nino was.
“Jun? What the hell? You still work here?” Behind him, he heard Nino laugh. Aiba was beginning to feel like the third wheeler. “Don’t tell me your Aiba-san’s friend? I thought-- I knew the name sounded familiar. I don’t know that much Jun’s.”
“Way to greet an old friend of yours, and yes I still work here. I’m the new manager now,” Jun laughed before nodding towards Aiba. For some reason, Aiba didn’t like the say Jun was scowling at him as if he was the bad guy. “I see you’ve met him.”
“Yeah... I kind of tagged along when he said that there was free karaoke.”
“You’re still at it again?” Jun shook his head as if he was disappointed, but he laughed. “You haven’t changed.”
“So did you.”
Aiba, in between the conversation, watched the two converse like it was a tennis match. He realized he didn’t belong at all in the conversation so he decided to keep shut until the two were done talking. “Uh... May we have our room now, Jun?” He asked as soon as he decided the two were done catching up.
“Oh,” Jun jumped, his eyes finally landing on his face. “I forgot. Follow me.”
As Jun lead them, however, Nino bounced towards Jun and whispered something in his ear. Aiba couldn’t hear it, but he assumed it was something between them. After Jun showed them their room, near the end of the hallway, they sat themselves in the cushions and was given a menu. Once Jun had gone, he heard a hum from across him.
“Is he the Jun you were talking about?” Nino asked, giving off a hint of playfulness in his voice. Aiba couldn’t help but gulp. Instead of answering, he continued to look through the menu. Damn, if only he knew that Jun and Nino were friends.
“Aiba-san, are you listening?”
He chuckled nervously as he set the menu down, hoping that Jun or anyone who worked would come in. As if his thoughts were heard, the door opened revealing his friend holding a tray of drinks.
“Here you go, Aiba, orange juice. Did you want anything to drink?” Jun asked Nino after placing the glass of juice in front of Aiba.
“No, thanks.”
“Ok, I’ll be back in 30 minutes.” With that said, Jun left, leaving the two of them alone again.
Aiba knew he was screwed when he felt the cushion besides him deepen even more. Just when he thought that he would be able to capture Nino, instead he was caught in his own plan. Damn! Sweat began to break as he thought of a way to keep Nino from speaking to him.
“Ahaha, let’s sing!” Aiba suggested, suddenly standing up when he felt Nino was going to talk to him again.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw Nino smirk. “Yeah, let’s.”
“Jun,” Aiba grinned as he rolled his eyes and flopped his body on the couch. “Why the...beer? I...We have work...tomorrow...”
“Oh, I didn’t bring it for you,” Jun snapped. “Nino requested for it.”
Aiba’s eye’s flickered on the latter, asking himself why, in the first place, he drunk beer when there wasn’t even beer around. Then he remembered back to when Jun gave him an orange juice, and another, and another until he was in this state. When did Nino--
“Oh, don’t worry,” Nino smirked. “I’ll get you home safely.”
As Nino picked him up from the leather couch, he wrinkled his nose.
“Nino... you wear... cologne?” Aiba slurred as his arms were put around Nino’s neck. Before he could hear Nino’s answer, the world went a fuzzy blur then it turned completely black.
Touch -- Day 163
He stirred, slightly awake after having the best dream last night. He dreamt about Nino holding him like a princess then he was thrown on a bed unceremoniously as his clothes were torn from his body. In his dream, there was this faint smell of cologne, but he couldn’t recognize where it was coming from. Oddly, he was smelling the same cologne from his dream right now...
There was a groan besides Aiba and he thought that it was his stomach that made the sound. He was quite hungry, and his stomach felt completely empty. He was about to get up without opening his eyes since he knew his apartment like the back of his hand. However, as he struggled to get up, a heavy weight prevented him. He quickly opened his eyes, thinking that it was a ghost or something like that. Once he opened his eyes, he saw skin -- human skin.
It was as white as milk with moles decorating it here and there. But the last time Aiba checked, his skin was not as white as that. All of a sudden, images of strange memories flashed through his mind and Aiba knew right away who this person on top of him was. He didn’t know whether to be horrified or accomplished.
“Aiba...san?”
The body on top of him stirred and lifted itself up before turning around to face him. Nino yawned and stretched before rubbing his eyes. “Morning...”
He still didn’t know whether to be horrified or accomplished of himself.
Then Nino laughed, his hand dangerously hovering over Aiba’s bare shoulder. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Aiba-san, are you ok?”
“Where am I?” He ignored Nino’s questioned and tried to look up. However, Nino pinned him down.
“Aiba-san, I know what you were up to.”
He tried to bury himself in the bed, unfortunately, he couldn’t get far. No, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go, he thought, panicking. “Ahaha, what do you mean?” He laughed nervously, staring at the ceiling intently to avoid Nino’s stare.
Nino, however, did not answer but continued to stare at him. A few seconds later, he sensed the latter smirking down on him. “I knew since my first day,” Nino said, “That you wanted me.”
“What?”
“I purposely pretended to have a friend ditch me so you could take me instead.”
“Huh?” Now Aiba was confused.
“I knew you were friend’s with Jun,” Nino continued. “But I didn’t tell him I knew you.”
“...So you’ve been...”
“Playing you all along,” Nino continued for him and this time, Aiba finally looked at him. He couldn’t help but notice the dark look in Nino’s eyes.
Before he had the chance to say anything, however, soft lips touched his. “I’ve finally got you,” Nino hummed evilly after pulling away.
Taste -- Day 164
“T-This doesn’t make sense,” Aiba mumbled confused, pulling away from Nino’s grasp. Wasn’t it that he was the one who planned this all out? Since when did it become Nino’s plan and not his? The last time he checked, his plan was working up until the small incident in Jun’s karaoke.
“But isn’t this what you wanted?” Nino murmured darkly, his hands hovering over Aiba’s chest.
“Well...” He slowly settled back down the thick sheets. “I guess--”
“Then shut up and let’s get this done,” Nino demanded as he quickly got up, pulled his pants and his trousers down to the floor as Aiba followed in suit.
Nino flopped himself on the bed, presenting himself for Aiba. He moaned as he slipped a hand over his nipple and the other over his penis. “Aren’t you... going to touch me?”
“Oh. Yeah.” Aiba placed his body on Nino, earning a soft grunt because of his weight, but Nino didn’t say anything about it. Instead, the latter just smirked as he let another moan slip out of his mouth.
Aiba couldn’t resist anymore, in fact, this is what he wanted in the first place. He grabbed the back of Nino’s head and smashed his lips onto Nino’s; the latter responded quickly as he opened his mouth more for Aiba to explore. He moved his body against Nino, allowing their erections to rub against each other. It felt so damn good and Aiba wanted to feel more. He pulled away from the kiss and used his lips to trail down the latter’s body, not missing the fact that he could still smell faint cologne. Once he reached the throbbing length, he popped it in his mouth.
“Urgh...” Nino moaned, his hips thrusting up as Aiba ran his mouth up and down the penis. “Aiba... Fuck...”
He giggled around the penis, causing Nino to moan his name louder. At this point, Aiba didn’t care if their neighbors heard them because the walls were pretty thin; it just added to the fun. “Lube...condom,” Aiba panted, letting Nino go with a small pop. “In drawer...”
Nino retrieve them rather quickly and threw it towards him, almost hitting him straight in the face. “I’m not going to prepare you,” Aiba warned him as he tore the packet and quickly put the condom on his penis.
“Don’t care!” Nino growled. “Just fuck me, dammit!”
“It sounds like you want it more than me,” Aiba teased as he applied lube over his length.
“Shut up,” Nino hissed, spreading apart his legs once Aiba placed himself in between him.
Without a warning, Aiba fully thrusted himself in Nino’s hole until all of him was inside Nino. He made started with a slow pace at first after hearing Nino groaning in pain. He wondered if he should stop and just continue sucking Nino, but the latter seemed like he wanted more of him as arms and legs were wrapped around him. Aiba took this as a signal to move faster, and so he did until he heard Nino moaning at every thrust.
“Touch me...” Nino moaned into his neck. Aiba nodded his head and slipped his hand in between their bodies, pumping Nino’s penis with his pace. It didn’t take long, however, for Nino to spill all over his hand. After a couple of more thrusts, Aiba let out a loud growl as he came inside of the condom. He pulled himself out and scrambled in front of Nino’s penis.
“Let me...” Aiba whispered, taking Nino’s penis into his mouth. He wanted to grimace at the weird salty taste, but he insisted so there was no backing out; he found it rather odd how thrilling it was to taste Nino.
“I’m clean enough,” Nino growled, pushing him away with a soft humph. “Take care of yourself.”
Aiba looked down and saw that he still had the condom on. Smiling sheepishly, he took it off and threw the condom in his trash before once again, he attacked Nino, watching, hearing, smelling, touching, and tasting him. He never would have thought that his five sense were that useful.
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A/N: Forgive me. Even though I wrote an NC in the post before this, I'm rusty. I haven't written one on a daily basis for a long, long time.
Comments are <3!!
Days 153-159 | Days 165-171