One-Shot:Flavor
Title:Flavor
Pairings:OhnoxNino
Genre:Smut, AU
Rating:NC-17
Word Count:5260
Disclaimer:Plot mines, this is fiction, wish they mines
Summary:Ohno likes to taste food and is able to determine what ingredients are in it.
Fanfic Masterpost
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Ohno wasn’t an expert, but he was good at determining what ingredients were inside any recipes even if he had cooked it before or not. Every time when there was an event, a contest, or whatever he was asked to join in just for money, he presented himself and received “Ah’s” and “Oh’s” from the people that watched him after listing out the ingredients without stopping. He even published a book which talked about his life and why he was better than a food critic; although he really isn’t a food critic.
The truth is, Ohno only lived off of what he can get. His family was poor from the start but when it comes to food, he was unstoppable. As a kid, growing up with a skillful dad who always cooked but never bothered to open a restaurant, he was always the taste tester. After his dad had finished cooking, he was instructed to put a blindfold on and find out what ingredients is in which recipe just by tasting it once. Out of all those years, he used it as one of his skills other than trying his best to sell his paintings and fishes that he’s caught from the sea.
Considering the fact that he earned a lot of money from selling his book, which sold more than a million copies, the money he earned all went to his bank. However, he sighed as he flipped his bank book. Over the past few years, since earning a huge sum of money, he’s been using the earned money for rent, food, and basic needs. So far, he only has about 700,000 yen left from the original amount of 11,000,000 yen he had earned from being the best seller.
Ohno kicked his futon in anger. He was mad that he still couldn’t find a job despite he was as famous as one of those idols he sees on TV everyday. If he was appearing on TV like they did everyday, then he would be happy because he could get paid just being in the screen to entertain the people.
He sighed in frustration since the end of the month was nearing to an end. He didn’t even know why the place he lives in requires to pay such a high rent when the place was infested of rats and cockroaches. Putting on a nice and clean shirt, Ohno kicked his futon one more time before heading to the bank to withdraw some money.
As he walked to the bank, he saw posters and promos about this guy named Ninomiya Kazunari. Ohno had to admit that the guy was pretty good looking, but he had no idea what he was famous for. He heard that he was a singer, but there were no CDs or albums displayed all over music stores. He wasn’t an actor either since Ohno had looked that up a long time ago when he was interested for a short while…
Ohno just ignored the girls giggling at the life-size cardboard that was standing right next to him. He rolled his eyes, when he heard one of the girls shriek loud as if she was in a concert. He wanted to cover his ears, but he didn’t want to seem rude. When he was finished taking out money he needed, he turned around and fell on his butt after hitting something hard.
“Sorry,” he heard a nasally voice apologize, “I didn’t mean to.”
“I’m fine,” Ohno grumbled, trying his best to hide the annoyance in his face.
While he was busy dusting himself off, a hand shot out and Ohno grabbed it. He was helped on his feet and stopped when a card was handed to him.
“Here,” the person said, “Call me since I feel bad. I’ll pay for you clothes too.”
He grabbed the card and left grumbling and cursing since he wore his finest clothes on the wrong day. And since he couldn’t afford paying the dry cleaners just to make his clothes look better again, he’ll have to save that card for later and make that man pay for his clothes.
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Ohno waited for an hour before a group of women came in screaming and yelling. Ohno always thought that screaming wasn’t allowed in this place, since it was a library after all. It must be some hot shot that decided to visit on the day he was waiting for the man that would pay for his clothing.
“Hello,” that same nasally voice greeted him, “I’m sorry if I’m late. Those women wouldn’t stop drooling all over me.” Oh? Ohno raised his eyebrows, So it was him they were going after.
“Well as I promised, I would like to pay for your clothes since I feel really bad,” the man said. And so Ohno handed him the bag of his clothes and sat back into the chair. He thought that the latter had left, but when he finally looked him in the face, he noticed something oddly familiar about this man.
“Ah, I’m sorry,” the person apologized, “I was staring at you too much. I’ll be leaving now.”
“Wait,” Ohno stopped him before the man had the chance to get up and leave, “Do I know you?”
The person raised an eyebrow at the question before smirking and disappearing into a section of books. He waited for him to come back with a proper answer, and when the latter came back, he had a book in his hand.
“What am I looking at?” Ohno asked him, confused as to why he was displaying a book right next to his face.
The man rolled his eyes and scoffed before turning the book around. And there he was, in the book cover, with his huge face and a nice smile on his face. Ohno thought that he had seen that face somewhere before and that it was really, really familiar, but he just couldn’t tell who it was.
“I’m Ninomiya Kazunari!” the man said after a long moment of silence.
“Hmm? Ninomiya Kazunari. I heard that somewhere before…” Ohno paused before remembering those huge posters, and promos of the man with the exact same name at the man standing before him.
Ohno’s eyes widen as he put a hand over his mouth from shock. “Then you mean to say you’re--”
“Yes, I am! I know who you are too! I’ve read your book before…Flavors and Ingredients is What Makes My Life am I correct?”
Ohno nodded his head after hearing the title of his book. So this man was also an author like he was. He should’ve read all those information on the internet instead of checking if he was a singer or an actor. Still shocked and star-struck, he was speechless and was opening his mouth like an underwater fish.
“Oops, I thought you already knew who I was when you looked at me yesterday… So how about a dinner? I would love to get to know you better.”
“S-sure!” he answered right away unable to stop himself from taking his eyes off of him.
“Then I’ll call you and we’ll meet after that, OK?” Nino said after winking his eyes and leaving him immobile on the library chair. He looks better in person that on a cardboard, Ohno wondered to himself.
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He didn’t cook for himself that day. He didn’t buy any groceries at all, and already paid the landlady in advance because he felt like it. Instead, he headed inside his pristine, clean, and reconstructed walk-in closet to find himself some nice clothes.
He couldn’t decide whether or not if he should wear a suit or street clothes. But since he was meeting up with a star, he decided to go with a suit and wondered if he was going to wear a suit too. Worried, he used the number on the card and texted him. After a couple of seconds, he received a reply and sighed in relief since the star was also going to wear a suit too. When he picked out the suit he first bought with his hard earned money, all he had to do was wait for that call to come.
Ohno couldn’t stay put in his seat. He kept looking at his phone, but there was no call yet so he slumped back in his couch afraid that the man will never call. However, just his eyes were giving up on him, his ring tone came on loud enough to wake him up to his feet.
“Hello?” he answered as soon as he pressed the call button.
“Woah, you’re fast,” the man’s nasally voice came through the speaker. “About that dinner, make sure you wear something nice and I’ll meet you at the library again, at 6.” Ohno didn’t have the chance to speak after he heard a soft click on the other end. He was sure he was wearing something nice since he had texted him earlier about it. He grabbed his only silver watch before heading out into the library to meet him.
Since his house wasn’t far away, he was there by the time the big hand on his watch struck 6. It was starting to become dark, the library was closing soon , and the star was nowhere to be found. He paced the small bench area near the library and soon he heard the sounds of tires squealing. Ohno looked up from the floor and saw him getting out of his car with a fine suit on.
It was unlike his. The latter’s was more ‘high-class like’ and it was no match against his suit that had an invisible hole unless you looked at it closely. Ohno bowed out of respect and was told to come inside the black Mercedes Benz. He felt a little jealous too, since he had nothing as flashy as his stuff. Seeing that the man was rich, maybe he also has a nice and huge house like those famous people he sees on TV.
The car ride was quiet at first but soon they were engaged in a loud conversation. He honestly told him that he thought that he was a singer, or an actor who was huge in Japan, while the latter was talking about how he was impressed with his book. Ohno smiled since he knew that the latter was one of the millions that bought his book.
He learned that the star was actually rich since his parents were former entertainers while he managed an entertainment company of his own; plus a gaming company. He thought that he was famous off of that book but he thought wrong.
“Here we are,” Nino said after pulling his car to a stop, “How is French tonight?”
Ohno thought about it for awhile before grinning and saying, “Bon appétit!”
As soon as he stepped in the restaurant, Ohno was amazed. The only ‘fancy’ restaurant that he ever stepped in was the restaurant near his home. It was a Japanese one, not a restaurant from some different country. The lighting was amazing since it made it look like it was morning inside. He didn’t mind how quiet it was, since it wasn’t that packed inside. Also the tables were unique since all he’s ever eaten on were the Japanese ones, or the one was his home; and the one at the park which was mostly filled with bird poop.
After the star had confirmed his reservation, they were shown to another side of the restaurant which Ohno thought looked better than the one he was standing on earlier. Maybe this is where all the super rich people go to when they have enough money to buy all these expensive things. Ohno looked around and noticed that it was completely empty.
A waiter, dressed in a black tuxedo with a red bow tie on the collar, came in with a menu and a tray of bread. Ohno grabbed a bread from the bowl, and munched on as soon as it was placed on the table. He heard the latter laugh, but he chose to ignore it since the bread tasted to fucking amazing. Though he didn’t finish it since he knew it was only to keep them company while waiting for their food to come.
“Ah, I can’t read French,” Ohno said after scanning the menu book. There usually would be the katakana version of it, but it must be a restaurant where it was strictly all French.
“Then why’d you say bon appétit earlier? I thought you knew French…”
“Oh that’s because I hear my dad say it all the time. He used to study in French food before.”
“Really? How come you never mentioned it in your book?”
Now that he had pointed it out, he remember only talking about his dad but never one of his many other skills. He only talked about how his dad had thought him how to cook, and he’s the reason why he was so good at tasting.
“I forgot,” he said honestly. Although he knew his dad was learning French and the cooking style, he really should have listened to him rather than just waiting for him to finish and use all his time drawing or learning how to fish.
“I’ll order for you,” the latter said before taking the menu from his hands.
Ohno watched the latter read through the menu in silence while he slowly chewed on the half-eaten bread. Their bread was really delicious, but his focus was more onto the star. He liked how his hair was styled neatly unlike his that was left spiky and untouched since he woke up. His hair was short and nice, a bit messy but he found it perfect anyways. His bangs were swept to his right side and Ohno was trying his best to fight off the urge of wanting to push those perfect hair away from his face.
His eyes gave off a nice feeling since he could see his own reflection in it and it was glowing under the brightly lit lights. He moved onto his nose and found it adorable that it was so small he could pinch it with his fingers. And those lips, Ohno licked his own before setting his eyes on it, it was perfectly thin and pink that he reached out but stopped in time when the waiter had come in.
“What would you like to order?” the waiter asked them in Japanese, glad that he wasn’t speaking French.
“Can we start with…Classic Entrecote Bordelaise,” the latter replied after handing him the menu books. The waiter nodded his head and wrote what the star had said.
“What would you like for wine, sir?”
“Give us your recommendation and I’ll see if we agree.”
“I’d go with red wine, sir, since it’s perfect with red meat.”
“Ah, I see!” Nino nodded his head, “I forgot about that. Give us that then.”
The waiter bowed his head after getting all the orders and the menus in his hand. After the door had closed on them, they were both left alone again. Ohno kept his eyes down on the table, while the only sound being created were their breathing and the sound of him swallowing his bread. When he finished, he refused to look into the latter’s eyes.
“Ohno-san, I caught you staring at me,” the latter broke the silence and the glass that Ohno heard on the back of his head.
He didn’t say anything and pretended like he was interested on the silk fabric that covered the table. He played with the frilly edges of it, wondering why they would use such expensive fabric to cover the table when it will be dirtied later.
As if his prayers were answered, the waiter came in time before the latter was going to say something again. When the food was set down in front of them, right away Ohno dived in but was stopped when a hand popped up in front of him. He looked up in confusion only to see the latter having a playful look on his eyes.
“Put this on,” the star handed him a short width of yellow fabric but long enough to cover something with it. Ohno took it, confused at what the latter was trying to imply. He looked at it for awhile until he heard the latter push his chair back and walked up behind him. The fabric was taken out of his hand and was soon tied on to his head covering his eyes.
“Eh? What is this for?” Ohno asked in surprise, though he was glad the waiter had already gone so he wouldn’t be seen blushing.
“Since you are good at knowing the ingredients, then prove it to me right here, right now.”
“Oh~” Ohno breathed in realization. He remembered mentioning that his dad always put a blind fold on him before tasting the food he had cooked.
“Good! Then I’ll feed you and then you tell me what inside.” With that said, Ohno felt he was completely vulnerable with his eyes being covered. He couldn’t even see through it despite the light color, though his hearing sense became a bit better.
He heard the latter’s knife graze on the plate and the sound of utensils being moved around.
“Say ‘Ah’!” Nino demanded. Ohno obeyed and in return, he was able to taste the meat and the sauce of the, whatever that was called in French.
He kept in his mouth for awhile chewing on it and tasting everything he could taste. It gave off a salty taste, but at the same time, the sauce altered that flavor and gave off a rather rich and thick taste.
Ohno took time in trying to find the taste of it just by one bite. “Hmm… Red meat…Butter…Parsley… Salt and pepper…Shallots? Maybe, or onions, I’m not sure…Red wine…Parsley… and demi-glace?”
The other was silent but then he heard a loud round of applause. He took his blind-fold off and saw that the latter had an impressed look on his face. So he had gotten in right meaning that his skills were still off the bat.
“You’re right,” the star smiled before cutting off another piece of meat and feeding him again. “I guess you won’t have to keep that on since you are a genius taster after all.”
“So if I failed the first one, then I would have to keep on going until I get one of the recipes right?”
The star nodded his head in response and Ohno relief since he wouldn’t have to keep them on every meal. After taking the fabric off his neck, he slipped it in his back pocket to enjoy his meal as intended.
“What would you like for dessert, sir?” the waiter came back after they had finished their last meal, which was also amazingly tasty.
“Crème Caramel,” Nino answered him after finishing the last of his wine. The waiter, once again bowed, before taking away all the unnecessary things on the table and left them alone once again.
It was the last of the last meal and Ohno didn’t want it to end so soon. He was about to speak up when he saw that the latter was staring at him, dead straight in his eyes.
“You were staring at me, Ohno-san and I never once heard you call me by my name.”
Ohno gulped at the mention of getting caught. He tried his best to avoid the subject, but the dessert wasn’t coming as soon as he had hoped.
“I’m sorry about that Ninomiya-san,” Ohno apologized, finally having the courage to say his name and liking how it rolled in his tongue.
“Drop the ‘-san’ please, and just call me Nino.”
“Then… Nino… I’m sorry I stared at you. I just didn’t know what else to look at…”
“Don’t be shy,” Nino smiled, “You can look anytime you want since after all, I am good looking.”
Ohno blushed at the fact that Nino allowed him to look. He’s never met someone so… straight forward before; though he’s already met a lot of good looking people. However, unlike those people he’s met before, they handsome features can’t compete with Nino’s. He knows because he doesn’t feel a tug towards them.
When they dessert arrived, Ohno was already prepared to get it in his stomach. However, like in the first meal, Nino told him to put the blind fold on again.
“Wha--But I thought we were done?!”
“Nope,” Nino smirked, “I want you to put it on.”
Ohno wanted to whine, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to win against him. Sighing in frustration, he took the yellow fabric out of his back pocket and placed them over his eyes. Once it was on, he waited for Nino to feed him again. He heard the sounds of the utensils being moved around again until Nino had told him to open his mouth and say , “Ah~”
Ohno did as we was told and he felt the spoon entering his mouth. A rubbery yet silky and smooth, glad that it was edible, hit his tongue. Once he closed this mouth, it was so soft that it had already finished by the time he was able to find out the ingredients. He was about to ask for another, but he was only known for tasting it once.
“Well, I know there is sugar in it since it’s a dessert…eggs…half and half…cardamom, I think…and coffee. Now can I eat? I told you what I know.”
“Uh-uh, not yet,” Nino stopped him before he could take off his blind fold. “I thought you were a genius, yet you were missing only one ingredient.”
“Eh? Really?! But I thought that I had gotten them all. I remember my dad making something like this when I was 10...”
“Do you want to try again so I’ll let you eat?”
“Yes, please,” Ohno said though it sounded more of like begging. He wanted to eat that dessert right away since it tasted to good, and melted easily in his mouth. Ohno waited for the sound of the utensils being moved around, however he only heard the sound of a chair being pushed back. He wanted to say something, but it would only keep him from eating the desert. When it was dead silent, Ohno was about to pull his blind-fold down when he felt something wet, soft, and warm on his lips.
It stayed there for awhile then it began moving against his lips. He didn’t know what was going on so he opened his mouth thinking that Nino was messing around with him. However, he felt something push inside his mouth and it was warm, moving, and tasted of vanilla. So that’s what I was missing, Ohno realized. However, the thing in his mouth kept moving.
Confused and lost, he moved with it too. He didn’t feel the blind-fold loosening until he opened his eyes, the light blinding him, and was covered by a shadow.
“What the?!” Ohno gasped as he pushed Nino away from him. He didn't even know that it was the latter's lips since he had never been kissed or kissed anyone before.
"But you look like you liked it," Nino pouted his face visibly showing disappointment.
Ohno didn't know how or what to say. He didn't even know if he should be mad or happy at the fact his first kiss had been stolen. He always visioned himself on a romantic dinner with a girl that he's fallen for, but his kiss was completely stolen from him during his vulnerable moment.
"I'm sorry," Nino apologized and sat back down on his seat. "I should have asked you first."
For the rest of the dinner, Ohno stayed silent and was ignoring Nino the whole time. He could hear the flat tone in his voice and soon they were silent again. He planned to enjoy his dessert but he found it hard to concentrate on the sweet with Nino silently watching him. After he had finished, he stood up himself and was followed with Nino closely behind him. The only words exchanged was when Nino asked him his address and he answered silently. After a long and dragging ride to his dead apartment building, Nino kindly offered to open the door.
"I'm sorry about tonight," he heard him apologize again. "I just thought that--"
"Why don't you come inside," Ohno cut him off and walked to the entrance. He thought that Nino didn't hear him but he heard footsteps following him.
Once he found his keys inside his huge pocket, he unlocked the door and apologized for his room being so ugly and dirty. Taking off his shoes, he ushered him to his living room. He made tea for the both of them and when he was finished, he sat down on his almost destroyed couch and handed the latter a cup of tea.
"I--"
"About--" they talked at the same time but stopped when they realized they were talking at the same time.
"You go first," Ohno suggested since he wanted to hear what he had to say.
"No, you go first. I was only going to apologize anyways..."
Ohno didn't want to since his mom told him that letting other people go first was better since it might be something good. Bu after hearing that he was only going to apologize, Ohno opened his mouth and said
"About earlier, I wasn't mad. It's just that I was shocked and I didn't know if I should be mad or happy at the fact that you stole my first kiss. Nino I--"
He was cut off by the latter throwing himself on him. He jolted when he felt his hands fumble inside his shirt and moaned once he felt his nipples harden at the rough touch.
"Oh-- wait-- Satoshi, I want... Taste me and tell me what I'm made out of..."
Ohno gulped and nodded his head. He pulled him to his bedroom and pushed him on his bed, glad that he had just bought a new one. They watched each other undress and Ohno almost forgot that the yellow fabric was in his pocket. Taking it out and putting it on, he continued to undress himself and pounced on the bed when he heard Nino say, "I'm ready" faintly.
He found his body by listening to the sound of his breathing. He was pulled closer to the latter's body until his hand was taken and was forced to touch his body. Nino shuddered, but Ohno was allowed to continue anyway. When those hands led him lower, he felt a soft tickle of hair until finally, his hand was forced to circle around Nino's length.
"Ah~ your hand feels so nice~" Nino purred as his hands were being controlled.
"You feel nice too, Nino," Ohno admitted after feeling the throbbing flesh in his hands. He was controlled for a couple of seconds as his hand was being pulled up and down until he felt his dick go hard. Nino finally let go and felt those same soft, and wet skin on his lips again. And this time, didn't push him away. Instead, he pulled his head closer to deepen the kiss. Ohno pulled away for awhile and said, "Water and Saliva."
He could hear Nino smirk and was pulled into a kiss again. Ohno always loved food and never tasted anything other than food. He found Nino quiet tastier than food while kissing him and feeling his tongue rubbing against his.
Ohno wanted to taste more of him and feel those 'ingredients' make his tongue feel a whole new sensation. He trailed his kisses lower and lower until once again, he was touching the hardened dick. He kissed around the area until Nino begged him to suck him off, so suck him off he did.
"Warm..." Ohno pulled away and sucked him again. "Salty... Hard... And Sexy..." he voiced out the 'ingredients' every time he sucked him off loving how it twitched inside of his mouth. Ohno shot his hands out from under him and pulled Nino by holding onto his sides. He almost chocked when he felt his dick in his throat, but all the more it added to his knowledge of what Nino was made out of.
Ohno pulled away with a pop. He heard the latter whine but it was soon replaced with a groan. Pulling the blind-fold down to his neck, he looked up to the latter's face loving how red his cheeks were, and how sexy he was with all those moaning he made when he licked his hole.
He looked up at him again and both were starring at each other with pleasure playing in their eyes.
"Hot..." Ohno said after licking him.
"Tight..." he told him after licking him again.
"And horny..." after licking him for the last time and shoving his dick inside of him. He allowed himself to break his own rules since nobody was watching and Nino was the only 'food' worth tasting a lot. There was no lube to be used so he was glad that after a few licks, it was easy to slip in the hole without restrains.
He put the blindfold back on again and shoved deeper into Nino's body, loving how tight and warm he was around his dick. His eyes rolled to the back of his head when Nino tightened his ass together making him want to cum faster. Nino whined when he said his dick was left alone, but Ohno told him that he would finish him off later. When he found Nino's spot, since the latter stopped groaning which turned into moans, he thrusted in deeper and faster until he yelled out his orgasm.
Ohno pulled away, and bent down to his knees. He looked for Nino's dick until he felt the hard length brushing past the back of his hands. Grabbing it and positioning it in his mouth, he bobbed his head up and down fast, slow, and then fast again just so Nino he could hear Nino beg.
"Please... Faster... Cum I need to..." Nino moaned as Ohno decided to go slower again.
"What? I didn't hear you," he said even though he had heard him clearly.
"Let me come!" He finally heard those words and so he did as he was told. He bobbed his head faster and sucked with much more energy and played with his balls just to let Nino have what he want. When he felt his balls go hard, he knew he was ready to cum. After one last hard suck, Nino cried out in orgasm and he felt his warm liquid fill his mouth.
Ohno drank everything and cleaned him off his cum. He pulled his blindfold down and smiled before saying, "Salty. Nino is salty and sexy so he's made of sex."
This time, Nino blushed. It was always him doing the blush since meeting him and finding him rather different from all the people he met. But he found him cute and couldn't help himself once he trashed his body all over Nino.
"Ready for second round?" Nino asked him after regaining his normal color on his cheeks. Ohno nodded his head in reply and gave him the yellow fabric.
"But this time, Nino tops and tells me what I'm made out of." With that said, Nino smiled and tied the blindfold over his beautiful eyes.
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A/N: Sorry, I'm perverted lol.
Comments are <3!!!
Pairings:OhnoxNino
Genre:Smut, AU
Rating:NC-17
Word Count:5260
Disclaimer:Plot mines, this is fiction, wish they mines
Summary:Ohno likes to taste food and is able to determine what ingredients are in it.
Fanfic Masterpost
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Ohno wasn’t an expert, but he was good at determining what ingredients were inside any recipes even if he had cooked it before or not. Every time when there was an event, a contest, or whatever he was asked to join in just for money, he presented himself and received “Ah’s” and “Oh’s” from the people that watched him after listing out the ingredients without stopping. He even published a book which talked about his life and why he was better than a food critic; although he really isn’t a food critic.
The truth is, Ohno only lived off of what he can get. His family was poor from the start but when it comes to food, he was unstoppable. As a kid, growing up with a skillful dad who always cooked but never bothered to open a restaurant, he was always the taste tester. After his dad had finished cooking, he was instructed to put a blindfold on and find out what ingredients is in which recipe just by tasting it once. Out of all those years, he used it as one of his skills other than trying his best to sell his paintings and fishes that he’s caught from the sea.
Considering the fact that he earned a lot of money from selling his book, which sold more than a million copies, the money he earned all went to his bank. However, he sighed as he flipped his bank book. Over the past few years, since earning a huge sum of money, he’s been using the earned money for rent, food, and basic needs. So far, he only has about 700,000 yen left from the original amount of 11,000,000 yen he had earned from being the best seller.
Ohno kicked his futon in anger. He was mad that he still couldn’t find a job despite he was as famous as one of those idols he sees on TV everyday. If he was appearing on TV like they did everyday, then he would be happy because he could get paid just being in the screen to entertain the people.
He sighed in frustration since the end of the month was nearing to an end. He didn’t even know why the place he lives in requires to pay such a high rent when the place was infested of rats and cockroaches. Putting on a nice and clean shirt, Ohno kicked his futon one more time before heading to the bank to withdraw some money.
As he walked to the bank, he saw posters and promos about this guy named Ninomiya Kazunari. Ohno had to admit that the guy was pretty good looking, but he had no idea what he was famous for. He heard that he was a singer, but there were no CDs or albums displayed all over music stores. He wasn’t an actor either since Ohno had looked that up a long time ago when he was interested for a short while…
Ohno just ignored the girls giggling at the life-size cardboard that was standing right next to him. He rolled his eyes, when he heard one of the girls shriek loud as if she was in a concert. He wanted to cover his ears, but he didn’t want to seem rude. When he was finished taking out money he needed, he turned around and fell on his butt after hitting something hard.
“Sorry,” he heard a nasally voice apologize, “I didn’t mean to.”
“I’m fine,” Ohno grumbled, trying his best to hide the annoyance in his face.
While he was busy dusting himself off, a hand shot out and Ohno grabbed it. He was helped on his feet and stopped when a card was handed to him.
“Here,” the person said, “Call me since I feel bad. I’ll pay for you clothes too.”
He grabbed the card and left grumbling and cursing since he wore his finest clothes on the wrong day. And since he couldn’t afford paying the dry cleaners just to make his clothes look better again, he’ll have to save that card for later and make that man pay for his clothes.
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Ohno waited for an hour before a group of women came in screaming and yelling. Ohno always thought that screaming wasn’t allowed in this place, since it was a library after all. It must be some hot shot that decided to visit on the day he was waiting for the man that would pay for his clothing.
“Hello,” that same nasally voice greeted him, “I’m sorry if I’m late. Those women wouldn’t stop drooling all over me.” Oh? Ohno raised his eyebrows, So it was him they were going after.
“Well as I promised, I would like to pay for your clothes since I feel really bad,” the man said. And so Ohno handed him the bag of his clothes and sat back into the chair. He thought that the latter had left, but when he finally looked him in the face, he noticed something oddly familiar about this man.
“Ah, I’m sorry,” the person apologized, “I was staring at you too much. I’ll be leaving now.”
“Wait,” Ohno stopped him before the man had the chance to get up and leave, “Do I know you?”
The person raised an eyebrow at the question before smirking and disappearing into a section of books. He waited for him to come back with a proper answer, and when the latter came back, he had a book in his hand.
“What am I looking at?” Ohno asked him, confused as to why he was displaying a book right next to his face.
The man rolled his eyes and scoffed before turning the book around. And there he was, in the book cover, with his huge face and a nice smile on his face. Ohno thought that he had seen that face somewhere before and that it was really, really familiar, but he just couldn’t tell who it was.
“I’m Ninomiya Kazunari!” the man said after a long moment of silence.
“Hmm? Ninomiya Kazunari. I heard that somewhere before…” Ohno paused before remembering those huge posters, and promos of the man with the exact same name at the man standing before him.
Ohno’s eyes widen as he put a hand over his mouth from shock. “Then you mean to say you’re--”
“Yes, I am! I know who you are too! I’ve read your book before…Flavors and Ingredients is What Makes My Life am I correct?”
Ohno nodded his head after hearing the title of his book. So this man was also an author like he was. He should’ve read all those information on the internet instead of checking if he was a singer or an actor. Still shocked and star-struck, he was speechless and was opening his mouth like an underwater fish.
“Oops, I thought you already knew who I was when you looked at me yesterday… So how about a dinner? I would love to get to know you better.”
“S-sure!” he answered right away unable to stop himself from taking his eyes off of him.
“Then I’ll call you and we’ll meet after that, OK?” Nino said after winking his eyes and leaving him immobile on the library chair. He looks better in person that on a cardboard, Ohno wondered to himself.
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He didn’t cook for himself that day. He didn’t buy any groceries at all, and already paid the landlady in advance because he felt like it. Instead, he headed inside his pristine, clean, and reconstructed walk-in closet to find himself some nice clothes.
He couldn’t decide whether or not if he should wear a suit or street clothes. But since he was meeting up with a star, he decided to go with a suit and wondered if he was going to wear a suit too. Worried, he used the number on the card and texted him. After a couple of seconds, he received a reply and sighed in relief since the star was also going to wear a suit too. When he picked out the suit he first bought with his hard earned money, all he had to do was wait for that call to come.
Ohno couldn’t stay put in his seat. He kept looking at his phone, but there was no call yet so he slumped back in his couch afraid that the man will never call. However, just his eyes were giving up on him, his ring tone came on loud enough to wake him up to his feet.
“Hello?” he answered as soon as he pressed the call button.
“Woah, you’re fast,” the man’s nasally voice came through the speaker. “About that dinner, make sure you wear something nice and I’ll meet you at the library again, at 6.” Ohno didn’t have the chance to speak after he heard a soft click on the other end. He was sure he was wearing something nice since he had texted him earlier about it. He grabbed his only silver watch before heading out into the library to meet him.
Since his house wasn’t far away, he was there by the time the big hand on his watch struck 6. It was starting to become dark, the library was closing soon , and the star was nowhere to be found. He paced the small bench area near the library and soon he heard the sounds of tires squealing. Ohno looked up from the floor and saw him getting out of his car with a fine suit on.
It was unlike his. The latter’s was more ‘high-class like’ and it was no match against his suit that had an invisible hole unless you looked at it closely. Ohno bowed out of respect and was told to come inside the black Mercedes Benz. He felt a little jealous too, since he had nothing as flashy as his stuff. Seeing that the man was rich, maybe he also has a nice and huge house like those famous people he sees on TV.
The car ride was quiet at first but soon they were engaged in a loud conversation. He honestly told him that he thought that he was a singer, or an actor who was huge in Japan, while the latter was talking about how he was impressed with his book. Ohno smiled since he knew that the latter was one of the millions that bought his book.
He learned that the star was actually rich since his parents were former entertainers while he managed an entertainment company of his own; plus a gaming company. He thought that he was famous off of that book but he thought wrong.
“Here we are,” Nino said after pulling his car to a stop, “How is French tonight?”
Ohno thought about it for awhile before grinning and saying, “Bon appétit!”
As soon as he stepped in the restaurant, Ohno was amazed. The only ‘fancy’ restaurant that he ever stepped in was the restaurant near his home. It was a Japanese one, not a restaurant from some different country. The lighting was amazing since it made it look like it was morning inside. He didn’t mind how quiet it was, since it wasn’t that packed inside. Also the tables were unique since all he’s ever eaten on were the Japanese ones, or the one was his home; and the one at the park which was mostly filled with bird poop.
After the star had confirmed his reservation, they were shown to another side of the restaurant which Ohno thought looked better than the one he was standing on earlier. Maybe this is where all the super rich people go to when they have enough money to buy all these expensive things. Ohno looked around and noticed that it was completely empty.
A waiter, dressed in a black tuxedo with a red bow tie on the collar, came in with a menu and a tray of bread. Ohno grabbed a bread from the bowl, and munched on as soon as it was placed on the table. He heard the latter laugh, but he chose to ignore it since the bread tasted to fucking amazing. Though he didn’t finish it since he knew it was only to keep them company while waiting for their food to come.
“Ah, I can’t read French,” Ohno said after scanning the menu book. There usually would be the katakana version of it, but it must be a restaurant where it was strictly all French.
“Then why’d you say bon appétit earlier? I thought you knew French…”
“Oh that’s because I hear my dad say it all the time. He used to study in French food before.”
“Really? How come you never mentioned it in your book?”
Now that he had pointed it out, he remember only talking about his dad but never one of his many other skills. He only talked about how his dad had thought him how to cook, and he’s the reason why he was so good at tasting.
“I forgot,” he said honestly. Although he knew his dad was learning French and the cooking style, he really should have listened to him rather than just waiting for him to finish and use all his time drawing or learning how to fish.
“I’ll order for you,” the latter said before taking the menu from his hands.
Ohno watched the latter read through the menu in silence while he slowly chewed on the half-eaten bread. Their bread was really delicious, but his focus was more onto the star. He liked how his hair was styled neatly unlike his that was left spiky and untouched since he woke up. His hair was short and nice, a bit messy but he found it perfect anyways. His bangs were swept to his right side and Ohno was trying his best to fight off the urge of wanting to push those perfect hair away from his face.
His eyes gave off a nice feeling since he could see his own reflection in it and it was glowing under the brightly lit lights. He moved onto his nose and found it adorable that it was so small he could pinch it with his fingers. And those lips, Ohno licked his own before setting his eyes on it, it was perfectly thin and pink that he reached out but stopped in time when the waiter had come in.
“What would you like to order?” the waiter asked them in Japanese, glad that he wasn’t speaking French.
“Can we start with…Classic Entrecote Bordelaise,” the latter replied after handing him the menu books. The waiter nodded his head and wrote what the star had said.
“What would you like for wine, sir?”
“Give us your recommendation and I’ll see if we agree.”
“I’d go with red wine, sir, since it’s perfect with red meat.”
“Ah, I see!” Nino nodded his head, “I forgot about that. Give us that then.”
The waiter bowed his head after getting all the orders and the menus in his hand. After the door had closed on them, they were both left alone again. Ohno kept his eyes down on the table, while the only sound being created were their breathing and the sound of him swallowing his bread. When he finished, he refused to look into the latter’s eyes.
“Ohno-san, I caught you staring at me,” the latter broke the silence and the glass that Ohno heard on the back of his head.
He didn’t say anything and pretended like he was interested on the silk fabric that covered the table. He played with the frilly edges of it, wondering why they would use such expensive fabric to cover the table when it will be dirtied later.
As if his prayers were answered, the waiter came in time before the latter was going to say something again. When the food was set down in front of them, right away Ohno dived in but was stopped when a hand popped up in front of him. He looked up in confusion only to see the latter having a playful look on his eyes.
“Put this on,” the star handed him a short width of yellow fabric but long enough to cover something with it. Ohno took it, confused at what the latter was trying to imply. He looked at it for awhile until he heard the latter push his chair back and walked up behind him. The fabric was taken out of his hand and was soon tied on to his head covering his eyes.
“Eh? What is this for?” Ohno asked in surprise, though he was glad the waiter had already gone so he wouldn’t be seen blushing.
“Since you are good at knowing the ingredients, then prove it to me right here, right now.”
“Oh~” Ohno breathed in realization. He remembered mentioning that his dad always put a blind fold on him before tasting the food he had cooked.
“Good! Then I’ll feed you and then you tell me what inside.” With that said, Ohno felt he was completely vulnerable with his eyes being covered. He couldn’t even see through it despite the light color, though his hearing sense became a bit better.
He heard the latter’s knife graze on the plate and the sound of utensils being moved around.
“Say ‘Ah’!” Nino demanded. Ohno obeyed and in return, he was able to taste the meat and the sauce of the, whatever that was called in French.
He kept in his mouth for awhile chewing on it and tasting everything he could taste. It gave off a salty taste, but at the same time, the sauce altered that flavor and gave off a rather rich and thick taste.
Ohno took time in trying to find the taste of it just by one bite. “Hmm… Red meat…Butter…Parsley… Salt and pepper…Shallots? Maybe, or onions, I’m not sure…Red wine…Parsley… and demi-glace?”
The other was silent but then he heard a loud round of applause. He took his blind-fold off and saw that the latter had an impressed look on his face. So he had gotten in right meaning that his skills were still off the bat.
“You’re right,” the star smiled before cutting off another piece of meat and feeding him again. “I guess you won’t have to keep that on since you are a genius taster after all.”
“So if I failed the first one, then I would have to keep on going until I get one of the recipes right?”
The star nodded his head in response and Ohno relief since he wouldn’t have to keep them on every meal. After taking the fabric off his neck, he slipped it in his back pocket to enjoy his meal as intended.
“What would you like for dessert, sir?” the waiter came back after they had finished their last meal, which was also amazingly tasty.
“Crème Caramel,” Nino answered him after finishing the last of his wine. The waiter, once again bowed, before taking away all the unnecessary things on the table and left them alone once again.
It was the last of the last meal and Ohno didn’t want it to end so soon. He was about to speak up when he saw that the latter was staring at him, dead straight in his eyes.
“You were staring at me, Ohno-san and I never once heard you call me by my name.”
Ohno gulped at the mention of getting caught. He tried his best to avoid the subject, but the dessert wasn’t coming as soon as he had hoped.
“I’m sorry about that Ninomiya-san,” Ohno apologized, finally having the courage to say his name and liking how it rolled in his tongue.
“Drop the ‘-san’ please, and just call me Nino.”
“Then… Nino… I’m sorry I stared at you. I just didn’t know what else to look at…”
“Don’t be shy,” Nino smiled, “You can look anytime you want since after all, I am good looking.”
Ohno blushed at the fact that Nino allowed him to look. He’s never met someone so… straight forward before; though he’s already met a lot of good looking people. However, unlike those people he’s met before, they handsome features can’t compete with Nino’s. He knows because he doesn’t feel a tug towards them.
When they dessert arrived, Ohno was already prepared to get it in his stomach. However, like in the first meal, Nino told him to put the blind fold on again.
“Wha--But I thought we were done?!”
“Nope,” Nino smirked, “I want you to put it on.”
Ohno wanted to whine, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to win against him. Sighing in frustration, he took the yellow fabric out of his back pocket and placed them over his eyes. Once it was on, he waited for Nino to feed him again. He heard the sounds of the utensils being moved around again until Nino had told him to open his mouth and say , “Ah~”
Ohno did as we was told and he felt the spoon entering his mouth. A rubbery yet silky and smooth, glad that it was edible, hit his tongue. Once he closed this mouth, it was so soft that it had already finished by the time he was able to find out the ingredients. He was about to ask for another, but he was only known for tasting it once.
“Well, I know there is sugar in it since it’s a dessert…eggs…half and half…cardamom, I think…and coffee. Now can I eat? I told you what I know.”
“Uh-uh, not yet,” Nino stopped him before he could take off his blind fold. “I thought you were a genius, yet you were missing only one ingredient.”
“Eh? Really?! But I thought that I had gotten them all. I remember my dad making something like this when I was 10...”
“Do you want to try again so I’ll let you eat?”
“Yes, please,” Ohno said though it sounded more of like begging. He wanted to eat that dessert right away since it tasted to good, and melted easily in his mouth. Ohno waited for the sound of the utensils being moved around, however he only heard the sound of a chair being pushed back. He wanted to say something, but it would only keep him from eating the desert. When it was dead silent, Ohno was about to pull his blind-fold down when he felt something wet, soft, and warm on his lips.
It stayed there for awhile then it began moving against his lips. He didn’t know what was going on so he opened his mouth thinking that Nino was messing around with him. However, he felt something push inside his mouth and it was warm, moving, and tasted of vanilla. So that’s what I was missing, Ohno realized. However, the thing in his mouth kept moving.
Confused and lost, he moved with it too. He didn’t feel the blind-fold loosening until he opened his eyes, the light blinding him, and was covered by a shadow.
“What the?!” Ohno gasped as he pushed Nino away from him. He didn't even know that it was the latter's lips since he had never been kissed or kissed anyone before.
"But you look like you liked it," Nino pouted his face visibly showing disappointment.
Ohno didn't know how or what to say. He didn't even know if he should be mad or happy at the fact his first kiss had been stolen. He always visioned himself on a romantic dinner with a girl that he's fallen for, but his kiss was completely stolen from him during his vulnerable moment.
"I'm sorry," Nino apologized and sat back down on his seat. "I should have asked you first."
For the rest of the dinner, Ohno stayed silent and was ignoring Nino the whole time. He could hear the flat tone in his voice and soon they were silent again. He planned to enjoy his dessert but he found it hard to concentrate on the sweet with Nino silently watching him. After he had finished, he stood up himself and was followed with Nino closely behind him. The only words exchanged was when Nino asked him his address and he answered silently. After a long and dragging ride to his dead apartment building, Nino kindly offered to open the door.
"I'm sorry about tonight," he heard him apologize again. "I just thought that--"
"Why don't you come inside," Ohno cut him off and walked to the entrance. He thought that Nino didn't hear him but he heard footsteps following him.
Once he found his keys inside his huge pocket, he unlocked the door and apologized for his room being so ugly and dirty. Taking off his shoes, he ushered him to his living room. He made tea for the both of them and when he was finished, he sat down on his almost destroyed couch and handed the latter a cup of tea.
"I--"
"About--" they talked at the same time but stopped when they realized they were talking at the same time.
"You go first," Ohno suggested since he wanted to hear what he had to say.
"No, you go first. I was only going to apologize anyways..."
Ohno didn't want to since his mom told him that letting other people go first was better since it might be something good. Bu after hearing that he was only going to apologize, Ohno opened his mouth and said
"About earlier, I wasn't mad. It's just that I was shocked and I didn't know if I should be mad or happy at the fact that you stole my first kiss. Nino I--"
He was cut off by the latter throwing himself on him. He jolted when he felt his hands fumble inside his shirt and moaned once he felt his nipples harden at the rough touch.
"Oh-- wait-- Satoshi, I want... Taste me and tell me what I'm made out of..."
Ohno gulped and nodded his head. He pulled him to his bedroom and pushed him on his bed, glad that he had just bought a new one. They watched each other undress and Ohno almost forgot that the yellow fabric was in his pocket. Taking it out and putting it on, he continued to undress himself and pounced on the bed when he heard Nino say, "I'm ready" faintly.
He found his body by listening to the sound of his breathing. He was pulled closer to the latter's body until his hand was taken and was forced to touch his body. Nino shuddered, but Ohno was allowed to continue anyway. When those hands led him lower, he felt a soft tickle of hair until finally, his hand was forced to circle around Nino's length.
"Ah~ your hand feels so nice~" Nino purred as his hands were being controlled.
"You feel nice too, Nino," Ohno admitted after feeling the throbbing flesh in his hands. He was controlled for a couple of seconds as his hand was being pulled up and down until he felt his dick go hard. Nino finally let go and felt those same soft, and wet skin on his lips again. And this time, didn't push him away. Instead, he pulled his head closer to deepen the kiss. Ohno pulled away for awhile and said, "Water and Saliva."
He could hear Nino smirk and was pulled into a kiss again. Ohno always loved food and never tasted anything other than food. He found Nino quiet tastier than food while kissing him and feeling his tongue rubbing against his.
Ohno wanted to taste more of him and feel those 'ingredients' make his tongue feel a whole new sensation. He trailed his kisses lower and lower until once again, he was touching the hardened dick. He kissed around the area until Nino begged him to suck him off, so suck him off he did.
"Warm..." Ohno pulled away and sucked him again. "Salty... Hard... And Sexy..." he voiced out the 'ingredients' every time he sucked him off loving how it twitched inside of his mouth. Ohno shot his hands out from under him and pulled Nino by holding onto his sides. He almost chocked when he felt his dick in his throat, but all the more it added to his knowledge of what Nino was made out of.
Ohno pulled away with a pop. He heard the latter whine but it was soon replaced with a groan. Pulling the blind-fold down to his neck, he looked up to the latter's face loving how red his cheeks were, and how sexy he was with all those moaning he made when he licked his hole.
He looked up at him again and both were starring at each other with pleasure playing in their eyes.
"Hot..." Ohno said after licking him.
"Tight..." he told him after licking him again.
"And horny..." after licking him for the last time and shoving his dick inside of him. He allowed himself to break his own rules since nobody was watching and Nino was the only 'food' worth tasting a lot. There was no lube to be used so he was glad that after a few licks, it was easy to slip in the hole without restrains.
He put the blindfold back on again and shoved deeper into Nino's body, loving how tight and warm he was around his dick. His eyes rolled to the back of his head when Nino tightened his ass together making him want to cum faster. Nino whined when he said his dick was left alone, but Ohno told him that he would finish him off later. When he found Nino's spot, since the latter stopped groaning which turned into moans, he thrusted in deeper and faster until he yelled out his orgasm.
Ohno pulled away, and bent down to his knees. He looked for Nino's dick until he felt the hard length brushing past the back of his hands. Grabbing it and positioning it in his mouth, he bobbed his head up and down fast, slow, and then fast again just so Nino he could hear Nino beg.
"Please... Faster... Cum I need to..." Nino moaned as Ohno decided to go slower again.
"What? I didn't hear you," he said even though he had heard him clearly.
"Let me come!" He finally heard those words and so he did as he was told. He bobbed his head faster and sucked with much more energy and played with his balls just to let Nino have what he want. When he felt his balls go hard, he knew he was ready to cum. After one last hard suck, Nino cried out in orgasm and he felt his warm liquid fill his mouth.
Ohno drank everything and cleaned him off his cum. He pulled his blindfold down and smiled before saying, "Salty. Nino is salty and sexy so he's made of sex."
This time, Nino blushed. It was always him doing the blush since meeting him and finding him rather different from all the people he met. But he found him cute and couldn't help himself once he trashed his body all over Nino.
"Ready for second round?" Nino asked him after regaining his normal color on his cheeks. Ohno nodded his head in reply and gave him the yellow fabric.
"But this time, Nino tops and tells me what I'm made out of." With that said, Nino smiled and tied the blindfold over his beautiful eyes.
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A/N: Sorry, I'm perverted lol.
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