[One-Shot]:Stranded -- Days 172-176
Titles:Crash, Helpless, Sanity, Signal, Home
Pairings:JunxNino, SakuraixAiba
Genre:AU, Fluff, Smut
Rating:R - NC-17
Disclaimer:I own nothing but the plot
Word Count:4,193
Summary:After spotting a pirate ship, they unfortunately lost a ship and was forced to swim to an island. While in there, some things happen that Jun had never really acknowledged before the shipwreck.
A/N: A One-Shot containing Drabbles. Does that even make sense? LOL
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Crash -- Day 172
Perhaps it was the smell of the ocean waves or the was the ship creaked from side to side that caused Jun to wake up with a startling cry. He had almost forgotten he was on a ship, along with a few trusted friends, to travel what the world has in store for them. Though he wasn’t surprised when Nino was standing by the doorway. Perhaps that man was the reason why he woke as the smell of the ocean walked in.
“Jun. Wake up,” Nino demanded as if he weren’t already. The urgency in Nino’s voice was unmistakable and Jun immediately assumed the worst. He can already imagine a tall, giddy, brown haired fellow causing trouble in the ship; it wasn’t the first time he woke up to this kind of news.
“I’m up,” He groaned as he sat up his bed and threw his legs over the edge. “What is it this time?” He rubbed his eyes of sleep, ignoring the icy wind biting at his bare skin. He slept completely bare that night, feeling uncomfortable about certain occurrences he’s accidentally eavesdropped earlier in the day; he hadn’t meant to, but it was his ship and he was free to roam where he pleased.
“Uh...”
Jun looked up and saw the look in Nino’s eyes. He had seen it before, but refused to acknowledge it. He followed his friend’s eyes and saw that it was staring straight at his bare body. Being Nino’s childhood friend, he should have gotten used to it already, or so he thought. Jun never knew what Nino was up to these days, always running away from him with a red blush on his cheeks.
“Are you ok, Nino?” Jun asked him worriedly as he stood up, his thin sheets falling on the wooden floor. He felt the need to ask Nino, but he already knew of his friend’s condition when placed in a ship that swayed side to side because of the ocean waves. “You look...green.” Jun caught his friend’s eyes lingering on his lower region before he averted it elsewhere.
“T-there’s a problem,” Nino stuttered, his slightly green cheeks turning a bright red.
Jun groaned. “Please, don’t tell me it’s Aiba.”
“I-It’s not...”
“Then what is it?” He snapped. There should be good reason as to why Nino woke him up in the middle of his pleasant slumber.
“We’re about to head into a huge rock.”
That statement was enough to wake Jun up from top to bottom. He hastily rushed towards his dresser, threw something on without caring if it matched or not.
There was no one in sight except the trouble-causer lying peacefully in the middle of the deck. How the man managed to stay in place while the ship moved side to side, or how he survived under the cold night, Jun did not know. He ignored the man and went about the ship, trying to wake the men up. A few were asleep, some were still up, and some -- Jun only knocked loudly on their door, hoping that it was loud enough in between their inappropriate actions behind the door.
“I want every men on the sails! Ohno!” He pointed a hand towards the group’s fisherman and navigator. “Guide me, I need your assistance.” That was all he needed to direct before heading to his most precious possession in the ship: the steering wheel. It waited for his touch, Jun knew this as he placed a gentle hand on him. Why Jun called it a him, he never knew either.
“Lead me anywhere but the rock,” Jun ordered, taking the wheel in both hands.
He managed to dodge the huge rock Nino warned him about and he hoped that that would be the last of it. As he was about to retire back to his lodge, there was a shout, sounding much like a woman’s; Jun doesn’t remember having a woman on board. He rushed to the deck again, only to see the once asleep man on the wood flailing his arms wildly. Jun grabbed a hold of the man and slapped him to his senses. “What is it, Aiba?!”
“A ship! A pirate ship!”
Jun looked into the distance and saw nothing but pitch darkness. He eyes the latter suspiciously, wondering if it was his intention to keep him from having a good night’s sleep.
“There!” The latter yelled and pulled away from Jun. He pointed to somewhere in the distance, but it was still the same result as before. He deemed the man crazy, cursing at himself for even bringing him along, but it thanks thanks to Sakurai, he had to. Maybe when Sakurai wasn’t looking, he’d “accidentally” throw the tall man overboard. But that would be cruel, Jun thought to himself, what if it was me and Nino in their place? He shook the thought away with a yawn, hoping that the tall man’s delusions would come to a stop. His thoughts wandered to a good night sleep until he heard another cry, this time it was most definitely a man’s.
On the left side of the deck stood Sakurai, flailing his arm in the same general direction. This time, Jun believed the man because he knew him more than he did Aiba. He walked up to the man, snatched his telescope and peered through the glass. Right where the horizontal line of the ocean was, stood a pirate ship in much larger shape than his. Jun pushed the telescope’s onto the man’s chest and stared hard at the floor beneath him. He was not ready for this and he had not know that this was going to happen. Without a second thought, he called for his crew and told them to get ready.
It only took one blink and Jun found himself cast in the ocean with ship wreckage and debris floating around him; he lost his only and most precious ship. He sighed heavily as he stared into the orange sky, hoping that his friend had survived.
Helpless -- Day 173
“Is there anyone else aside Aiba?” Jun asked out loud in the darkness after having spot said man holding desperately on broken wood; Jun recognized the wood as a part of his ship. He hoped, with an image of a sunshine ray pointing down on him, that it wasn’t just Aiba.
“Me...” Came a weak voice from behind him. He kicked his legs to turn around in the water and found Nino hanging onto a wooden part of his ship as well. Following close behind him was Ohno and Sho; no one else trailed behind.
“Where are the others?” Jun questioned. He remembered departing with no more than a hundred men kind enough to go on a journey with him -- alas, a journey destroyed.
“Dead,” Nino mumbled. “It’s no one but us.”
He eyed all of them suspiciously. But now that he thought about it, he hadn’t seen the four during the battle, or even remembered seeing them. Still, it was better than having no one, at least. This way, Jun wouldn’t have to go through this alone. “Alright, look for land,” He ordered the four of them before going on about his own way.
Together, with the four of them, they swam. Jun ordered and threatened that if they stopped now, he would leave them behind. Of course, he wouldn’t, but he just wanted the men to be more motivated to live, let alone stand on land again. His threat eventually worked as he heard the men discussing, as they swam, which region they should pick to find land. Jun, however, did not involve himself in between the conversation; he would be satisfied if they found land.
“There!” Came an awfully shrill cry to his left. He saw the taller man again, pointing towards them; Jun could see nothing.
“What is it, you blasted fool?!” Jun snapped. “Don’t tell me it’s another pirate ship!”
“No, Jun, look...” Nino nudged him and pointed at the same direction. “There is land... Jun! We found land!”
“How...” he looked into the distance and found nothing but a haze and blurry line. Damn, his bad eyesight. He should have gone to the eye doctor to check up on it before he departed. It’s not wonder he didn’t see the pirate ship last night. “Alright,” he huffed, although he still doubted there was land ahead of them, “swim towards it.”
Once again, with the four men, they swam in the general direction to where Aiba and Nino had pointed. It was a slow process of getting there, but Jun eventually began to see hope. In between the blur he could see what looked like sand, a rocky hill, and palm trees; Jun was more determined to get there. He swam faster, urging the men to do the same and warned them of hypothermia. From where he was swimming, he could already smell the aroma of the sand.
“Thank heavens!” Jun shouted once he finally reached the shore and walked dramatically towards it; the others behind him did the same as they all flopped their tired bodies on the golden sand. Jun was starting to like Aiba a bit, unless the man elicited trouble by his own hands.
“Nino,” he called to his friend, but got no reply. “Nino,” he called for him again, and still had no reply. He whirled around to where the men were lying and saw Nino lying on the sand, his eyes closed as if he were asleep. “Nino, dammit!” He cursed and pulled his friend up. “Are you going to respond or not?!”
“Jun... I think he’s sick...” Aiba mumbled from behind him.
He lightly slapped his friend’s face hoping that what Aiba inquired was not real. Nino had been his only friend since he grew up and he couldn’t bear the thought of losing one just because of the stupid pirate ship.
“He’s cold,” Aiba pointed out as he poked Nino’s cheek.
“Make fire,” Jun ordered them without looking up. “Gather as much wood as you can, and come back before afternoon. Got that?” He heard small grunts in reply and soon the men left. Once they had finally disappeared, Jun shook Nino violently.
“Don’t you die,” He muttered, holding Nino closer. “I’m not about to lose you.”
He laid Nino down on the hot sand, hoping that it would help warm him up, but it only did little as he still felt cold to Jun’s touch. Jun sighed, wishing that their doctor had survived. Even though he was cool as well from the cold water, he laid besides Nino and hugged him to share warmth. Just because he always seemed so harsh to his friend, didn’t mean he didn’t like him.
Sanity -- Day 174
Nino had recovered without much trouble over the course of few days being stranded on the island, thanks to the other three. But they were able to survive on fish, thanks to Ohno, coconut and a splendid supply of water, thanks to Sakurai who found a better way to drink water from the river they found in the course of few days. Aiba, on the other hand, still quirked Jun’s curiosity. What importance did the man have on Sakurai to bring such a spontaneous man on board? It must be friendship, like he has with Nino, or something else...
It was late at night and Ohno was humming something that helped lull Nino to sleep. After his friend had gone off to dreamland, he wondered where Sakurai and Aiba were. The two had disappeared later in the afternoon and Jun was curious as to where the two headed. Before asking Ohno to look after Nino, he followed the trail to where he had last seen the two.
He walked past bushes that scarred his now tanned skin, and braved through cobwebs along the way. If only he had some kind of weapon, he could have gone through the jungle without much hassle. But he realized he never carried a weapon on him, but depended on the men in his ship to fight for him.
As he walked on, however, he stopped. There was an odd sound echoing the jungle around him and Jun wondered if there was something dangerous following him; he turned around and saw nothing but his own tracks. He sighed in relief knowing that this won’t be the night where he’d get lost, screaming as something chased him down. He was about to take another step forward when he heard the same noise again, only it was louder and near. It was the sound of skin slapping against skin and moans echoing around him. He did not know where it was coming from, but he had a good idea of how the sound was being produced. Slowly and quietly, he followed the sound, glad that at least his hearing was better. Once the sound was finally clearer and louder, Jun had realized he had stepped into a cove.
It was wonderful, Jun thought, amazed at the water reflecting the rocky ceiling above. There was a hole in the middle of it, letting the moon shine through. But that was least of Jun’s concern as his eyes fell on the water. In the middle of the cove itself was the two men he was looking for, naked and moaning into each other. Know he knew why.
He slowly walked backwards so his footsteps wouldn’t be heard, and hid into complete darkness. Sure, Jun had seen some of the men in his ship doing the same (because he was too impatient to knock), but he had never seen anything like this before, let alone in public.
Sakurai moaned as he buried himself deeper into Aiba. He hadn’t been able to feel this for a great time since he'd entered Jun’s ship, and this was a moment worth waiting for. Oh how he’d longed to touch Aiba’s skin, feel him, and make love to him. He liked the way Aiba tightened his ass for him, giving him a much needed pleasure around his penis; this drove him completely insane. Even though he had made love to Aiba back home, this was different: they were outside and could possibly be seen by anyone and they were stranded on an island. They could do as they pleased without being caught like back at home. He released into Aiba with a loud, guttural growl.
Jun wished he hadn’t seen that, or felt his lower region react. As he walked away from the two to avoid being caught, his mind couldn’t help but wander back to Nino. The way Nino looked at his naked body before they sank...
Signal -- Day 175
Jun didn’t even know what day it was anymore, but thanks to Aiba, it’s been over a month. He was getting tired to fishes and coconuts and drinking water from the river. He wanted to go back home to his house, giggle quietly under his warm and comforting blankets, and hear Nino’s-- He shook his head as dirty images came to mind. After witnessing the intercourse between Sakurai and Aiba, that was all his mind could focus. Whether he was skinning the fish, or opening coconuts, the witnessed event always came back.
He let out a shaky sigh as he shuddered. Ever since that night, he couldn’t react normally when sleeping besides Nino. He kept remembering the way his friend briefly stared at his exposed body. If he had known earlier why Nino was looking at him like that, or had been aroused at that time... he could have ignored the damn rock and--
’Fuck,’ Jun silently cursed into the night, hoping that it didn’t wake anyone up. As head of the group, he shouldn’t be acting like this. He carefully stood up from his makeshift bed of palm leaves, hoping that it didn’t wake anyone either.
Without knowing it himself, he ended up in the same cove where he witnessed it. He walked into the blue water, not giving a crap about how cold it was, or if he was going to get wet with sand all over his foot later. He needed something to cool him off, and decided that taking a swim was not that bad of an idea. After he discarded his clothes to the side, he waded into the cool water before letting the water take him all in. It was too bad, though, that the water was only ankle-deep, but it served as a good ground to lay on.
Jun watched the moon from the hole as he swayed side to side, just like his old ship. He felt calm and the nerves on his body were starting to feel calm... He closed his eyes to relax for a bit, however it only lasted a second when he heard a loud splash. His head snapped to the entrance where he came in and saw Nino standing in the darkness.
“May I join?” Nino asked him, his cheeks bright red. Jun could see it glow, even in the darkness.
“Yeah,” he hummed absentmindedly, not bothering to look up. He heard the rustle of clothes being discarded and it was enough to stir up those thoughts again. Still, he chose to ignore it and stared at the moon.
They laid in the water in silence, the ocean breeze hitting the water was the only sound that could be heard. Then Nino began to hum and Jun followed after. He found this quite relaxing actually, although those thoughts still lingered. He had heard Nino sing before back home and he always found it a great melody to fall asleep to.
“Nino,” he finally spoke, breaking their hum of melodies. “What do you -- How do you feel about me?”
He heard the latter almost choke and violent splashing besides him; Jun could only laugh.
“Why does that matter?” Nino squeaked.
“Because...” He pulled his gaze from the moon and finally looked at Nino; his cheeks were still red. He leaned in towards Nino, feeling something he never thought he would feel towards his friend. “...I--”
The sound of a loud horn followed by a cannon being used was heard. Jun sat up quickly as he listened for it to come again, and sure enough, it did. He picked Nino up from his trance and quickly told him to put his clothes on. Once they were on, they ran back to camp and woke everyone up.
“Make the smoke bigger!” Jun yelled in between the clamor and excited chatter. He could still hear the cannons off from wherever it came from, and just the thought of going back home excited him. “Bigger!” He yelled again.
“Jun, I think I see it!” Aiba screamed, “They’re coming!”
Jun looked up the moon and silently thanked it before looking to the direction where Aiba was frantically pointing at. It was still dark, but Jun could see clearly, as if the happening was a miracle. He noticed there were flags on the ship and immediately recognized it as a part of their homeland. Jun knew he was in luck.
Thankfully, the ship’s crew and captain took them in and promised a safe journey home.
Home -- Day 176
Jun felt like he came home from an adventure across the world, but came home without stories to tell. Many were disappointed by this, but couldn’t blame him after learning that they were stranded in an uncharted island. Still, they came home with warm welcomes and Jun was obliged to attend parties set up for them.
After changing into much comfortable clothes, he rushed to the party. However, he only made it halfway when he saw his friend walking from the party with a bottle of rum in his hand. The party quickly forgotten, he ran to his friend who looked like he was about to fall on the ground.
“Nino, what the hell?!” He grabbed the bottle of rum from his friend and threw it across wherever. This was a first seeing Nino drunk, but then again, his friend always stayed away from it after saying that he had low tolerance. He guided his friend back to his house and ignored the looks that were given to them as they passed by people in the streets; his town was known for its homosexuality reputation.
“Jun...” Nino slurred, smiling as he waved an arm in the air. “”You hate me, huh?”
Jun pinched his bridge of his nose. He didn’t want to deal with this right now, but Nino had no one else; Jun was his only family. “I don’t,” he sighed, taking a seat besides his friend on his bed. “Do you think I do?”
“Because...” Nino hiccupped, “You look at other men, not me...”
Jun rolled his eyes. He only looks because the town is almost populated by men. “Are you...” Jun decided to play with his drunk friend for a bit, “...jealous?”
“Ahaha...” Nino laughed, “Yeah!”
“Then...” he leaned towards Nino, running a finger up and down his clothed chest, “...do you want me to stop that feeling?”
Nino nodded as a silly grin formed on his face. He lazily saw up for a second and tried to pull the clothing from his body. Jun laughed at the sight of his drunken friend before helping him out of his own struggle; he undressed shortly after and climbed into bed with Nino.
His friend felt so warm against his skin as Jun placed himself on top of his friend. He slowly moved against Nino first, allowing their lengths to create friction against each other. In his head, back in the island, he imagined from time to time what it would be like touching another man, more like Nino. It was only his fantasies that it felt so damn good, and it felt better doing it for real.
He placed small kisses on Nino’s face, ignoring the latter giggling as he did so. In the back of his head, though, Jun wondered if making love to Nino drunk was a good thing, but then again, he had just come home and he (secretly) wanted this; in case Nino didn’t remember, he would have to run him through it. He trailed his kisses over Nino’s white skin, leaving red marks here and there. He felt his friend’s hands run through his hair as Jun moved lower and lower until he reached a certain area.
He eyed the penis hungrily and licked his lips at the sight of it. Without a second thought, he popped the penis into his mouth and ran his mouth up and down as soft and arousing as he could. Jun looked up when he heard a soft moan and saw his friend biting his lips as he pulled his head back. Jun tasted him more, wanting to hear more of Nino’s cute little moans.
“Open up for me,” Jun breathed as he let Nino go with a soft pop. “Touch yourself, make yourself feel good.”
Nino did as he was told and spread his legs apart for Jun to see. His friend stuck a finger in after licking it repeatedly and moaned as he fucked himself. Jun’s penis reacted at this sight and he could feel himself harden the longer he watched. He never would have thought that his friend would drive him this crazy (all thanks to Sakurai and Aiba).
He ordered the man to stop and pulled him so his ass was facing Jun. He pulled the ass up and positioned himself in front of the hole. Without a warning, he pushed in deep, as deep as he can go. Jun let out a moan himself as Nino chose this time to tighten around his penis. “Fuck...” he shuddered as he slowly began to move. “Tighter, Nino...” his friend did as he was told (with a soft giggle) and Jun could feel the intensity building up inside of him.
He moved faster and faster until he could hear Nino moan, until he could hear his bed pushing against the wall. At this moment, he didn’t care who walked in, or heard them; he wondered if Sakurai and Aiba had felt the same. He moved faster with agile speed taking Nino’s penis in his hand. He pumped the latter in the same pace as he fucked him and was given a loud approving moan from his friend. Jun felt like he was coming close. With a final groan, he thrust deeper into him and released his cum inside of Nino, at the same time Nino released as well. He pulled himself from Nino and demanded the latter clean him up. Seeing there were no towels or discarded used clothing around, Nino lazily crawled over Jun and licked him clean.
“Yummy,” Nino giggled, letting Jun go before falling on his back. “Sleepy...” Nino mumbled.
Jun let out a laugh as he patted Nino’s hair. “Go to sleep.”
Soon, a loud snore echoed in the room. Jun sighed. It was nice to be back home. "And oh yeah," He mumbled remembering their short moment at the cove, "I like you too." Even if Nino heard or not, it doesn't matter; he'll tell him later.
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A/N:Had to write a Matsumiya after rereading r_tenou's UCM. I just love these two!!
And I can fully write everyday now! Yes :D. I am not giving up this challenge! Not just yet.
Comments are <3!!
Days 165-171 | Day 177
Pairings:JunxNino, SakuraixAiba
Genre:AU, Fluff, Smut
Rating:R - NC-17
Disclaimer:I own nothing but the plot
Word Count:4,193
Summary:After spotting a pirate ship, they unfortunately lost a ship and was forced to swim to an island. While in there, some things happen that Jun had never really acknowledged before the shipwreck.
A/N: A One-Shot containing Drabbles. Does that even make sense? LOL
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Crash -- Day 172
Perhaps it was the smell of the ocean waves or the was the ship creaked from side to side that caused Jun to wake up with a startling cry. He had almost forgotten he was on a ship, along with a few trusted friends, to travel what the world has in store for them. Though he wasn’t surprised when Nino was standing by the doorway. Perhaps that man was the reason why he woke as the smell of the ocean walked in.
“Jun. Wake up,” Nino demanded as if he weren’t already. The urgency in Nino’s voice was unmistakable and Jun immediately assumed the worst. He can already imagine a tall, giddy, brown haired fellow causing trouble in the ship; it wasn’t the first time he woke up to this kind of news.
“I’m up,” He groaned as he sat up his bed and threw his legs over the edge. “What is it this time?” He rubbed his eyes of sleep, ignoring the icy wind biting at his bare skin. He slept completely bare that night, feeling uncomfortable about certain occurrences he’s accidentally eavesdropped earlier in the day; he hadn’t meant to, but it was his ship and he was free to roam where he pleased.
“Uh...”
Jun looked up and saw the look in Nino’s eyes. He had seen it before, but refused to acknowledge it. He followed his friend’s eyes and saw that it was staring straight at his bare body. Being Nino’s childhood friend, he should have gotten used to it already, or so he thought. Jun never knew what Nino was up to these days, always running away from him with a red blush on his cheeks.
“Are you ok, Nino?” Jun asked him worriedly as he stood up, his thin sheets falling on the wooden floor. He felt the need to ask Nino, but he already knew of his friend’s condition when placed in a ship that swayed side to side because of the ocean waves. “You look...green.” Jun caught his friend’s eyes lingering on his lower region before he averted it elsewhere.
“T-there’s a problem,” Nino stuttered, his slightly green cheeks turning a bright red.
Jun groaned. “Please, don’t tell me it’s Aiba.”
“I-It’s not...”
“Then what is it?” He snapped. There should be good reason as to why Nino woke him up in the middle of his pleasant slumber.
“We’re about to head into a huge rock.”
That statement was enough to wake Jun up from top to bottom. He hastily rushed towards his dresser, threw something on without caring if it matched or not.
There was no one in sight except the trouble-causer lying peacefully in the middle of the deck. How the man managed to stay in place while the ship moved side to side, or how he survived under the cold night, Jun did not know. He ignored the man and went about the ship, trying to wake the men up. A few were asleep, some were still up, and some -- Jun only knocked loudly on their door, hoping that it was loud enough in between their inappropriate actions behind the door.
“I want every men on the sails! Ohno!” He pointed a hand towards the group’s fisherman and navigator. “Guide me, I need your assistance.” That was all he needed to direct before heading to his most precious possession in the ship: the steering wheel. It waited for his touch, Jun knew this as he placed a gentle hand on him. Why Jun called it a him, he never knew either.
“Lead me anywhere but the rock,” Jun ordered, taking the wheel in both hands.
He managed to dodge the huge rock Nino warned him about and he hoped that that would be the last of it. As he was about to retire back to his lodge, there was a shout, sounding much like a woman’s; Jun doesn’t remember having a woman on board. He rushed to the deck again, only to see the once asleep man on the wood flailing his arms wildly. Jun grabbed a hold of the man and slapped him to his senses. “What is it, Aiba?!”
“A ship! A pirate ship!”
Jun looked into the distance and saw nothing but pitch darkness. He eyes the latter suspiciously, wondering if it was his intention to keep him from having a good night’s sleep.
“There!” The latter yelled and pulled away from Jun. He pointed to somewhere in the distance, but it was still the same result as before. He deemed the man crazy, cursing at himself for even bringing him along, but it thanks thanks to Sakurai, he had to. Maybe when Sakurai wasn’t looking, he’d “accidentally” throw the tall man overboard. But that would be cruel, Jun thought to himself, what if it was me and Nino in their place? He shook the thought away with a yawn, hoping that the tall man’s delusions would come to a stop. His thoughts wandered to a good night sleep until he heard another cry, this time it was most definitely a man’s.
On the left side of the deck stood Sakurai, flailing his arm in the same general direction. This time, Jun believed the man because he knew him more than he did Aiba. He walked up to the man, snatched his telescope and peered through the glass. Right where the horizontal line of the ocean was, stood a pirate ship in much larger shape than his. Jun pushed the telescope’s onto the man’s chest and stared hard at the floor beneath him. He was not ready for this and he had not know that this was going to happen. Without a second thought, he called for his crew and told them to get ready.
It only took one blink and Jun found himself cast in the ocean with ship wreckage and debris floating around him; he lost his only and most precious ship. He sighed heavily as he stared into the orange sky, hoping that his friend had survived.
Helpless -- Day 173
“Is there anyone else aside Aiba?” Jun asked out loud in the darkness after having spot said man holding desperately on broken wood; Jun recognized the wood as a part of his ship. He hoped, with an image of a sunshine ray pointing down on him, that it wasn’t just Aiba.
“Me...” Came a weak voice from behind him. He kicked his legs to turn around in the water and found Nino hanging onto a wooden part of his ship as well. Following close behind him was Ohno and Sho; no one else trailed behind.
“Where are the others?” Jun questioned. He remembered departing with no more than a hundred men kind enough to go on a journey with him -- alas, a journey destroyed.
“Dead,” Nino mumbled. “It’s no one but us.”
He eyed all of them suspiciously. But now that he thought about it, he hadn’t seen the four during the battle, or even remembered seeing them. Still, it was better than having no one, at least. This way, Jun wouldn’t have to go through this alone. “Alright, look for land,” He ordered the four of them before going on about his own way.
Together, with the four of them, they swam. Jun ordered and threatened that if they stopped now, he would leave them behind. Of course, he wouldn’t, but he just wanted the men to be more motivated to live, let alone stand on land again. His threat eventually worked as he heard the men discussing, as they swam, which region they should pick to find land. Jun, however, did not involve himself in between the conversation; he would be satisfied if they found land.
“There!” Came an awfully shrill cry to his left. He saw the taller man again, pointing towards them; Jun could see nothing.
“What is it, you blasted fool?!” Jun snapped. “Don’t tell me it’s another pirate ship!”
“No, Jun, look...” Nino nudged him and pointed at the same direction. “There is land... Jun! We found land!”
“How...” he looked into the distance and found nothing but a haze and blurry line. Damn, his bad eyesight. He should have gone to the eye doctor to check up on it before he departed. It’s not wonder he didn’t see the pirate ship last night. “Alright,” he huffed, although he still doubted there was land ahead of them, “swim towards it.”
Once again, with the four men, they swam in the general direction to where Aiba and Nino had pointed. It was a slow process of getting there, but Jun eventually began to see hope. In between the blur he could see what looked like sand, a rocky hill, and palm trees; Jun was more determined to get there. He swam faster, urging the men to do the same and warned them of hypothermia. From where he was swimming, he could already smell the aroma of the sand.
“Thank heavens!” Jun shouted once he finally reached the shore and walked dramatically towards it; the others behind him did the same as they all flopped their tired bodies on the golden sand. Jun was starting to like Aiba a bit, unless the man elicited trouble by his own hands.
“Nino,” he called to his friend, but got no reply. “Nino,” he called for him again, and still had no reply. He whirled around to where the men were lying and saw Nino lying on the sand, his eyes closed as if he were asleep. “Nino, dammit!” He cursed and pulled his friend up. “Are you going to respond or not?!”
“Jun... I think he’s sick...” Aiba mumbled from behind him.
He lightly slapped his friend’s face hoping that what Aiba inquired was not real. Nino had been his only friend since he grew up and he couldn’t bear the thought of losing one just because of the stupid pirate ship.
“He’s cold,” Aiba pointed out as he poked Nino’s cheek.
“Make fire,” Jun ordered them without looking up. “Gather as much wood as you can, and come back before afternoon. Got that?” He heard small grunts in reply and soon the men left. Once they had finally disappeared, Jun shook Nino violently.
“Don’t you die,” He muttered, holding Nino closer. “I’m not about to lose you.”
He laid Nino down on the hot sand, hoping that it would help warm him up, but it only did little as he still felt cold to Jun’s touch. Jun sighed, wishing that their doctor had survived. Even though he was cool as well from the cold water, he laid besides Nino and hugged him to share warmth. Just because he always seemed so harsh to his friend, didn’t mean he didn’t like him.
Sanity -- Day 174
Nino had recovered without much trouble over the course of few days being stranded on the island, thanks to the other three. But they were able to survive on fish, thanks to Ohno, coconut and a splendid supply of water, thanks to Sakurai who found a better way to drink water from the river they found in the course of few days. Aiba, on the other hand, still quirked Jun’s curiosity. What importance did the man have on Sakurai to bring such a spontaneous man on board? It must be friendship, like he has with Nino, or something else...
It was late at night and Ohno was humming something that helped lull Nino to sleep. After his friend had gone off to dreamland, he wondered where Sakurai and Aiba were. The two had disappeared later in the afternoon and Jun was curious as to where the two headed. Before asking Ohno to look after Nino, he followed the trail to where he had last seen the two.
He walked past bushes that scarred his now tanned skin, and braved through cobwebs along the way. If only he had some kind of weapon, he could have gone through the jungle without much hassle. But he realized he never carried a weapon on him, but depended on the men in his ship to fight for him.
As he walked on, however, he stopped. There was an odd sound echoing the jungle around him and Jun wondered if there was something dangerous following him; he turned around and saw nothing but his own tracks. He sighed in relief knowing that this won’t be the night where he’d get lost, screaming as something chased him down. He was about to take another step forward when he heard the same noise again, only it was louder and near. It was the sound of skin slapping against skin and moans echoing around him. He did not know where it was coming from, but he had a good idea of how the sound was being produced. Slowly and quietly, he followed the sound, glad that at least his hearing was better. Once the sound was finally clearer and louder, Jun had realized he had stepped into a cove.
It was wonderful, Jun thought, amazed at the water reflecting the rocky ceiling above. There was a hole in the middle of it, letting the moon shine through. But that was least of Jun’s concern as his eyes fell on the water. In the middle of the cove itself was the two men he was looking for, naked and moaning into each other. Know he knew why.
He slowly walked backwards so his footsteps wouldn’t be heard, and hid into complete darkness. Sure, Jun had seen some of the men in his ship doing the same (because he was too impatient to knock), but he had never seen anything like this before, let alone in public.
Sakurai moaned as he buried himself deeper into Aiba. He hadn’t been able to feel this for a great time since he'd entered Jun’s ship, and this was a moment worth waiting for. Oh how he’d longed to touch Aiba’s skin, feel him, and make love to him. He liked the way Aiba tightened his ass for him, giving him a much needed pleasure around his penis; this drove him completely insane. Even though he had made love to Aiba back home, this was different: they were outside and could possibly be seen by anyone and they were stranded on an island. They could do as they pleased without being caught like back at home. He released into Aiba with a loud, guttural growl.
Jun wished he hadn’t seen that, or felt his lower region react. As he walked away from the two to avoid being caught, his mind couldn’t help but wander back to Nino. The way Nino looked at his naked body before they sank...
Signal -- Day 175
Jun didn’t even know what day it was anymore, but thanks to Aiba, it’s been over a month. He was getting tired to fishes and coconuts and drinking water from the river. He wanted to go back home to his house, giggle quietly under his warm and comforting blankets, and hear Nino’s-- He shook his head as dirty images came to mind. After witnessing the intercourse between Sakurai and Aiba, that was all his mind could focus. Whether he was skinning the fish, or opening coconuts, the witnessed event always came back.
He let out a shaky sigh as he shuddered. Ever since that night, he couldn’t react normally when sleeping besides Nino. He kept remembering the way his friend briefly stared at his exposed body. If he had known earlier why Nino was looking at him like that, or had been aroused at that time... he could have ignored the damn rock and--
’Fuck,’ Jun silently cursed into the night, hoping that it didn’t wake anyone up. As head of the group, he shouldn’t be acting like this. He carefully stood up from his makeshift bed of palm leaves, hoping that it didn’t wake anyone either.
Without knowing it himself, he ended up in the same cove where he witnessed it. He walked into the blue water, not giving a crap about how cold it was, or if he was going to get wet with sand all over his foot later. He needed something to cool him off, and decided that taking a swim was not that bad of an idea. After he discarded his clothes to the side, he waded into the cool water before letting the water take him all in. It was too bad, though, that the water was only ankle-deep, but it served as a good ground to lay on.
Jun watched the moon from the hole as he swayed side to side, just like his old ship. He felt calm and the nerves on his body were starting to feel calm... He closed his eyes to relax for a bit, however it only lasted a second when he heard a loud splash. His head snapped to the entrance where he came in and saw Nino standing in the darkness.
“May I join?” Nino asked him, his cheeks bright red. Jun could see it glow, even in the darkness.
“Yeah,” he hummed absentmindedly, not bothering to look up. He heard the rustle of clothes being discarded and it was enough to stir up those thoughts again. Still, he chose to ignore it and stared at the moon.
They laid in the water in silence, the ocean breeze hitting the water was the only sound that could be heard. Then Nino began to hum and Jun followed after. He found this quite relaxing actually, although those thoughts still lingered. He had heard Nino sing before back home and he always found it a great melody to fall asleep to.
“Nino,” he finally spoke, breaking their hum of melodies. “What do you -- How do you feel about me?”
He heard the latter almost choke and violent splashing besides him; Jun could only laugh.
“Why does that matter?” Nino squeaked.
“Because...” He pulled his gaze from the moon and finally looked at Nino; his cheeks were still red. He leaned in towards Nino, feeling something he never thought he would feel towards his friend. “...I--”
The sound of a loud horn followed by a cannon being used was heard. Jun sat up quickly as he listened for it to come again, and sure enough, it did. He picked Nino up from his trance and quickly told him to put his clothes on. Once they were on, they ran back to camp and woke everyone up.
“Make the smoke bigger!” Jun yelled in between the clamor and excited chatter. He could still hear the cannons off from wherever it came from, and just the thought of going back home excited him. “Bigger!” He yelled again.
“Jun, I think I see it!” Aiba screamed, “They’re coming!”
Jun looked up the moon and silently thanked it before looking to the direction where Aiba was frantically pointing at. It was still dark, but Jun could see clearly, as if the happening was a miracle. He noticed there were flags on the ship and immediately recognized it as a part of their homeland. Jun knew he was in luck.
Thankfully, the ship’s crew and captain took them in and promised a safe journey home.
Home -- Day 176
Jun felt like he came home from an adventure across the world, but came home without stories to tell. Many were disappointed by this, but couldn’t blame him after learning that they were stranded in an uncharted island. Still, they came home with warm welcomes and Jun was obliged to attend parties set up for them.
After changing into much comfortable clothes, he rushed to the party. However, he only made it halfway when he saw his friend walking from the party with a bottle of rum in his hand. The party quickly forgotten, he ran to his friend who looked like he was about to fall on the ground.
“Nino, what the hell?!” He grabbed the bottle of rum from his friend and threw it across wherever. This was a first seeing Nino drunk, but then again, his friend always stayed away from it after saying that he had low tolerance. He guided his friend back to his house and ignored the looks that were given to them as they passed by people in the streets; his town was known for its homosexuality reputation.
“Jun...” Nino slurred, smiling as he waved an arm in the air. “”You hate me, huh?”
Jun pinched his bridge of his nose. He didn’t want to deal with this right now, but Nino had no one else; Jun was his only family. “I don’t,” he sighed, taking a seat besides his friend on his bed. “Do you think I do?”
“Because...” Nino hiccupped, “You look at other men, not me...”
Jun rolled his eyes. He only looks because the town is almost populated by men. “Are you...” Jun decided to play with his drunk friend for a bit, “...jealous?”
“Ahaha...” Nino laughed, “Yeah!”
“Then...” he leaned towards Nino, running a finger up and down his clothed chest, “...do you want me to stop that feeling?”
Nino nodded as a silly grin formed on his face. He lazily saw up for a second and tried to pull the clothing from his body. Jun laughed at the sight of his drunken friend before helping him out of his own struggle; he undressed shortly after and climbed into bed with Nino.
His friend felt so warm against his skin as Jun placed himself on top of his friend. He slowly moved against Nino first, allowing their lengths to create friction against each other. In his head, back in the island, he imagined from time to time what it would be like touching another man, more like Nino. It was only his fantasies that it felt so damn good, and it felt better doing it for real.
He placed small kisses on Nino’s face, ignoring the latter giggling as he did so. In the back of his head, though, Jun wondered if making love to Nino drunk was a good thing, but then again, he had just come home and he (secretly) wanted this; in case Nino didn’t remember, he would have to run him through it. He trailed his kisses over Nino’s white skin, leaving red marks here and there. He felt his friend’s hands run through his hair as Jun moved lower and lower until he reached a certain area.
He eyed the penis hungrily and licked his lips at the sight of it. Without a second thought, he popped the penis into his mouth and ran his mouth up and down as soft and arousing as he could. Jun looked up when he heard a soft moan and saw his friend biting his lips as he pulled his head back. Jun tasted him more, wanting to hear more of Nino’s cute little moans.
“Open up for me,” Jun breathed as he let Nino go with a soft pop. “Touch yourself, make yourself feel good.”
Nino did as he was told and spread his legs apart for Jun to see. His friend stuck a finger in after licking it repeatedly and moaned as he fucked himself. Jun’s penis reacted at this sight and he could feel himself harden the longer he watched. He never would have thought that his friend would drive him this crazy (all thanks to Sakurai and Aiba).
He ordered the man to stop and pulled him so his ass was facing Jun. He pulled the ass up and positioned himself in front of the hole. Without a warning, he pushed in deep, as deep as he can go. Jun let out a moan himself as Nino chose this time to tighten around his penis. “Fuck...” he shuddered as he slowly began to move. “Tighter, Nino...” his friend did as he was told (with a soft giggle) and Jun could feel the intensity building up inside of him.
He moved faster and faster until he could hear Nino moan, until he could hear his bed pushing against the wall. At this moment, he didn’t care who walked in, or heard them; he wondered if Sakurai and Aiba had felt the same. He moved faster with agile speed taking Nino’s penis in his hand. He pumped the latter in the same pace as he fucked him and was given a loud approving moan from his friend. Jun felt like he was coming close. With a final groan, he thrust deeper into him and released his cum inside of Nino, at the same time Nino released as well. He pulled himself from Nino and demanded the latter clean him up. Seeing there were no towels or discarded used clothing around, Nino lazily crawled over Jun and licked him clean.
“Yummy,” Nino giggled, letting Jun go before falling on his back. “Sleepy...” Nino mumbled.
Jun let out a laugh as he patted Nino’s hair. “Go to sleep.”
Soon, a loud snore echoed in the room. Jun sighed. It was nice to be back home. "And oh yeah," He mumbled remembering their short moment at the cove, "I like you too." Even if Nino heard or not, it doesn't matter; he'll tell him later.
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A/N:Had to write a Matsumiya after rereading r_tenou's UCM. I just love these two!!
And I can fully write everyday now! Yes :D. I am not giving up this challenge! Not just yet.
Comments are <3!!
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