[Teen Lessons] [Lesson XXI]
Title: Teen Lessons
Pairing: Akame
Disclaimer: They're not mine. Sad but true.
Rating: NC-17 PG-13
Summary: Kamenashi Kazuya is Akanishi Jin's favourite kohai. Jin is eighteen, Kazuya is sixteen. A little too old to still be as innocent as he is, Jin thinks. And he can - and will - take care of that.
A/N: My awesome beta is nubello shuu_cream aka guro girl this time, but I still love nubello to bits and will kick whoever doesn't D: And yes, I also love shuu_cream. A lot, mind you. She's my squisable guro girl ♥
Previously: Lesson I | Lesson II | Lesson III | Lesson IV | Lesson V | Lesson VI | Lesson VII | Lesson VIII | Lesson IX | Lesson X | Lesson XI | Lesson XII | Lesson XIII | Lesson XIV | Lesson XV | Lesson XVI | Lesson XVII | Lesson XVIII | Lesson XIX | Lesson XX
Jin shook on top of the bed, trembling in fear and pain as he stood on all fours, hands fisting the sheets. The black cloth over his eyes blinded him, making every sensation ten times stronger. Damp hair stuck to his forehead, drops of sweat sliding down his heated skin. His back arched in pain as someone thrust into him from behind, strong hands gripping his hips with bruising force. Despite that, Jin was unable to utter a sound, just shaking and clenching his fists ever more.
A scream finally ripped through the boy's throat as whoever was fucking him hit his sweet spot; pleasure mixing with the fear and the pain. Jin was feeling dizzy, body shaking as he started reacting to the stimulation, cock slowly filling with blood. Every thrust was more precise, stronger, faster, sending him toward his climax. Jin could hear a man's grunts behind him, and it sounded so familiar, setting a vague sensation of panic in Jin's numbed brain, though he could not quite place his finger on who it was. Jin cried out again, for it to stop, to continue; he cried out in fear and pain and pleasure.
The black cloth over his eyes was pulled away suddenly. The light blinded Jin for a few seconds, until he was finally able to focus his sight. Jin felt his body freezing in panic as the mirror in front of him reflected Yoshitano's twisted smile of pleasure. The last thing the boy saw before his orgasm hit him was Kazuya's wide eyes fixed on him with horror, and then the world faded into black again.
Jin woke up with a jolt. He was covered in cold sweat, the sheets dishelved as he had been thrashing around in bed. Jin shut his eyes tightly again for a moment, feeling his stomach churn. He jumped out of the bed and ran to the toilet, kneeling over it and pushing the lid up with a loud noise. It seemed to wake his mother up, for a moment later she was at Jin's side, holding her son's hair back as he retched and stroking his back reassuringly.
Jin rested his head against her mother's knee when he was done, trembling in exhaustion. She sighed, combing his hair back softly and pressing a gentle hand to the boy's forehead. It was a little too warm. Jin looked up at her with red rimmed eyes, and she smiled softly, concerned.
"How are you feeling, sweetheart?"
"I- I... had a nightmare... W- Wa- was feeling dizzy when I woke up."
The woman sighed, helping her son up and then to clean his face with cool water. The boy shivered as he laid back on the bed. He let his mother tuck him in and smiled weakly as she leaned in to press a kiss to his forehead, babying him.
"I think you have a fever. Why don't you stay at home today and rest? Maybe you'll feel better tomorrow."
Jin nodded and closed his eyes, trying to even out his breathing to reassure her, but he was not able to sleep again.
Kame stuffed his books into his backpack as soon as the syren rang, signaling the end of the last period. He rushed out of the classroom, bumping into a couple of people as he ran through the corridors. He almost crashed into the person he was looking for in his rush.
"Y- Yamashita-senpai! Sorry! I was looking for you... If you're not busy..."
"Yeah, I wanted to talk with you too, come here."
Kame had not even time to answer as Yamapi took a hold of his wrist, pulling him along into the boys restrooms. As per usual Kame felt uncomfortable around the older boy, tugging a little to free his wrist and take a few steps away. He gulped, squirming.
"I- I wanted to ask you... Is J- Jin okay?"
"That's what I wanted to know too. I phoned his house the other day, but his mother told me he had been sick all week, having problems sleeping or something. When was the last time you met him?"
"On the weekend... We h- had a d- da- date."
"Oh, God, will you stop stammering? There's nothing to be scared of, I won't hurt you, you know. Jin would kill me anyway, if I tried."
"S- So- Sorry."
Yamapi sighed, rolling his eyes. He took one step closer to the younger boy just for the pleasure of watching Kame squirm in discomfort and nervousness, trapped against the tiled wall. Kame gulped, trying to smile and failing.
"Did something happen on your date? You fought or something?"
"No... I- It went quite well. Just... At night... W- We met a man; he was drunk, with his friends... He seemed to know Jin or something, I don't know..."
Yamapi's body tensed suddenly, hands grabbing Kame's forearms almost painfully. "Did that man say his name? Can you remember it?"
"I- I think... Yosh... Yoshi...tano?"
The older's boy body went limp suddenly, a defeated sigh leaving his lips. He looked immensely sad and troubled over something. His hold on Kame's forearms tightened, eyebrows knotted in a frown.
"What happened with Yoshinato? What did he say, what did he do?!"
Kame gulped, eyes wide. He did not understand what all of that was about, and it was making him feel anxious. He tried to get free from Yamashita's grip, to no avail. The older boy only renewed the strength of his vice-like grip, shaking Kame harshly.
"I- I... He said so- something I didn't understand... A- And then Yoshitano... H- He tried to touch me and Jin got mad... We fought..."
Yamashita finally released him, letting himself fall against the counters with his eyes closed and a deep, suffering sigh. Kame frowned. He did not understand what was going on, why Jin had been so afraid of that man, why Yamapi seemed so terrified too... And he wanted to know, he wanted to understand what was going on, what was happening with his boyfriend...
"Yamashita-senpai... What's this all about? That Yoshitano guy, who is him?"
Yamapi sighed, looking at him with sorrowful eyes. "I can't tell you that. It's something very personal for Jin, you'll have to ask him."
"But how?! He hasn't come to school in a week and he doesn't answer my texts nor picks up my calls! The last time I tried to go to visit him he didn't even open the door!"
"Look, just... Go now. His mother doesn't leave the house until an hour after school is over, she'll let you in."
Kame did not even bother to answer the older body, dashing past him and out of the school.
Jin sighed softly as a small, gentle hand brushed the hair away from his face and stroked his forehead lovingly. It was cool and refreshing, settling him and pushing away the vague fear that had started to seize him in his sleep. Jin stirred a little on the bed, turning to lay on his back and blinking his eyes open with a small smile. However, the face hovering over him was not the one he expected to see.
"K- Ka- Kazuya!"
Jin sat up with a jolt, immediately regretting it as his stomach protested the action, churning. Jin scrunched his eyes shut, clutching his belly. Kazuya frowned worriedly, wrapping one arm around his boyfriend's shoulders, though the older boy did not seem to appreciate the contact much, shivering and looking at Kame with fearful eyes.
"Jin? Are you alright? Do you want me to get you something?"
"N- No, it's okay... Just, why...?"
"Your mother let me in just before she left; I wanted to talk with you. Come on, let's lay down, you'll feel better."
Kame pushed Jin down on the mattress, snuggling up to the older boy and hugging him tightly. Jin was tense, not daring to look Kame in the eye. Kame sighed, kissing Jin's cheek softly. It made the boy tense up even more.
"I've been worried about you. Why didn't you answer my calls?"
"I- I... A- Aren't you mad at me?"
"Why would I be?"
"What happened... Th- The fight and..."
"I know that wasn't your fault, Jin."
"B- But..."
Kame cupped Jin's face, kissing the older boy to stop him. It was sweet, but demanding, Kame taking the initiative and trying to reassure Jin. However, the older boy still seemed nervous when Kame pulled away. Kame sighed, brushing his fingers over Jin's cheek lightly.
"I'm not mad at you, but I want to know. Who was that man? How do you know him, and why did he say what he did? Please, Jin."
Jin bit his lip, averting his sight. It was a while until he dared to look at his boyfriend again, eyes sad and afraid. Kame gave him a encouraging smile, squeezing Jin's hands softly.
"I- I... I met Yoshitano when I was in the second year of Junior High. I- It was before I met you... And I... He had just started his degree and it seemed so... cool, that someone like him could be interested in someone like... Me. He got me alcohol and treated me like one of his friends... At least at first, or so I thought. Sleeping with him... It came later a-and I just... I didn't realize he was playing with me. I started being so... cocky around my friends, I thought myself better than them and they... They just got tired, stopped talking to me. When I realized my mistake it was... T- Too late a- and I had to change schools... O- only Pi, o-only him..."
Kame brushed Jin's cheek with his thumbs, trying to dry the tears rolling down his boyfriend's skin. It was so sad, so heartbreaking seeing Jin like this. So broken. The older boy was outright crying, sobs shaking his shoulders as he clung to Kame like a lifeline. The boy gasped as he felt a hand sneaking under his school shirt, long warm fingers tracing over the bruisings remaining from the fight. Kame shivered, even though Jin's careful touch did not hurt him. Jin held him closer, sobbing against Kame's body.
“I'm sorry... I... I never wanted this, I'm so sorry...”
Kame tried to push Jin away from his body to look at him, but his boyfriend did not let go. In the end the boy had to push Jin to lay on his back, kicking the comforter away to straddle his boyfriend's lap. Jin looked up at him with wide, red rimmed eyes, sad and confused. However, Kame did not say a word before tugging on the ends of Jin's old t-shirt to pull it over the boy's head, leaving his torso naked and moving onto the pyjamas trousers before Jin could as much as voice a complaint. Kame quickly got rid of his own clothes, not even keeping his underwear. For once he was naked around Jin without any intentions of making out, a serious frown on his face.
Jin's eyes filled with guilt again as he saw the bruisings marring the fair skin of his boyfriend, painful blotches of black, purple and greenish where Kame had been hit, under the ribs and on his thigh; falling against the wall and the door had also left some bruises on his shoulders and arms. Jin traced them with his fingers again, chest shaking with new sobs, wishing the marks away. Kame brought his fingers down to the bruises on Jin's own torso, pressing on them a little harshly. Jin let out a gasp of pain, looking at him surprised. However, it seemed he got the wrong message.
“K- Kazuya, I... I- I'm so sorry, I never wanted you to get hurt, I- I just...”
Kame frowned, pressing his fingers against Jin's bruises again and earning another small pained noise. This time Jin took Kame's hands in his own, preventing the younger boy from hurting him again, confusion clear on his eyes.
“What are you sorry for, Jin? Whatever happened with that guy... It's obvious you regret it. It doesn't mean I approve of that you did it, but I understand you realized your mistake and it's over now! Did you really think I would be mad at you for something like this? That I thought you would want me to be hurt? Look at your own bruises! You got those while fighting to protect me. What are you apologizing for?”
Jin gulped, at a loss for words. His eyes were watering again, and he felt like such a girl after all that crying. Kame smiled down at him, pulling his hands free to brush the falling tears away from his boyfriend's blushed cheeks. He squeaked when Jin suddenly hugged him, rolling over so they were both laying on their sides while facing each other, so close Kame's nose was pressed against Jin's shoulder, bodies squeezed together by the strength of Jin's embrace.
“K- Kazu, I lo- love you!”
“I know you love me, silly. I love you too.”
Jin held him tighter, and Kame could barely breath. He squirmed, trying to break free of his boyfriend hold, and effectively rubbed his nose over Jin's collarbone. It made the older boy squeak and jolt, so he ended up lying on top of Kame, asphixiating the younger boy again. A couple of moments passed as they squirmed and struggled to rearrange themselves, until they were finally snuggling together under the comforter, naked and pressed close to one another.
Jin blushed as he realized their situation, and Kame could not help but to be happy seeing Jin's first smile in over a week, albeit being an awkward yet somewhat mischievous one, suggesting a fun way of healing the scars from the fight. Kame smirked, rolling to lay on top of Jin. Not that he minded. At all.
Pairing: Akame
Disclaimer: They're not mine. Sad but true.
Rating: NC-17 PG-13
Summary: Kamenashi Kazuya is Akanishi Jin's favourite kohai. Jin is eighteen, Kazuya is sixteen. A little too old to still be as innocent as he is, Jin thinks. And he can - and will - take care of that.
A/N: My awesome beta is nubello shuu_cream aka guro girl this time, but I still love nubello to bits and will kick whoever doesn't D: And yes, I also love shuu_cream. A lot, mind you. She's my squisable guro girl ♥
Previously: Lesson I | Lesson II | Lesson III | Lesson IV | Lesson V | Lesson VI | Lesson VII | Lesson VIII | Lesson IX | Lesson X | Lesson XI | Lesson XII | Lesson XIII | Lesson XIV | Lesson XV | Lesson XVI | Lesson XVII | Lesson XVIII | Lesson XIX | Lesson XX
Jin shook on top of the bed, trembling in fear and pain as he stood on all fours, hands fisting the sheets. The black cloth over his eyes blinded him, making every sensation ten times stronger. Damp hair stuck to his forehead, drops of sweat sliding down his heated skin. His back arched in pain as someone thrust into him from behind, strong hands gripping his hips with bruising force. Despite that, Jin was unable to utter a sound, just shaking and clenching his fists ever more.
A scream finally ripped through the boy's throat as whoever was fucking him hit his sweet spot; pleasure mixing with the fear and the pain. Jin was feeling dizzy, body shaking as he started reacting to the stimulation, cock slowly filling with blood. Every thrust was more precise, stronger, faster, sending him toward his climax. Jin could hear a man's grunts behind him, and it sounded so familiar, setting a vague sensation of panic in Jin's numbed brain, though he could not quite place his finger on who it was. Jin cried out again, for it to stop, to continue; he cried out in fear and pain and pleasure.
The black cloth over his eyes was pulled away suddenly. The light blinded Jin for a few seconds, until he was finally able to focus his sight. Jin felt his body freezing in panic as the mirror in front of him reflected Yoshitano's twisted smile of pleasure. The last thing the boy saw before his orgasm hit him was Kazuya's wide eyes fixed on him with horror, and then the world faded into black again.
Jin woke up with a jolt. He was covered in cold sweat, the sheets dishelved as he had been thrashing around in bed. Jin shut his eyes tightly again for a moment, feeling his stomach churn. He jumped out of the bed and ran to the toilet, kneeling over it and pushing the lid up with a loud noise. It seemed to wake his mother up, for a moment later she was at Jin's side, holding her son's hair back as he retched and stroking his back reassuringly.
Jin rested his head against her mother's knee when he was done, trembling in exhaustion. She sighed, combing his hair back softly and pressing a gentle hand to the boy's forehead. It was a little too warm. Jin looked up at her with red rimmed eyes, and she smiled softly, concerned.
"How are you feeling, sweetheart?"
"I- I... had a nightmare... W- Wa- was feeling dizzy when I woke up."
The woman sighed, helping her son up and then to clean his face with cool water. The boy shivered as he laid back on the bed. He let his mother tuck him in and smiled weakly as she leaned in to press a kiss to his forehead, babying him.
"I think you have a fever. Why don't you stay at home today and rest? Maybe you'll feel better tomorrow."
Jin nodded and closed his eyes, trying to even out his breathing to reassure her, but he was not able to sleep again.
Kame stuffed his books into his backpack as soon as the syren rang, signaling the end of the last period. He rushed out of the classroom, bumping into a couple of people as he ran through the corridors. He almost crashed into the person he was looking for in his rush.
"Y- Yamashita-senpai! Sorry! I was looking for you... If you're not busy..."
"Yeah, I wanted to talk with you too, come here."
Kame had not even time to answer as Yamapi took a hold of his wrist, pulling him along into the boys restrooms. As per usual Kame felt uncomfortable around the older boy, tugging a little to free his wrist and take a few steps away. He gulped, squirming.
"I- I wanted to ask you... Is J- Jin okay?"
"That's what I wanted to know too. I phoned his house the other day, but his mother told me he had been sick all week, having problems sleeping or something. When was the last time you met him?"
"On the weekend... We h- had a d- da- date."
"Oh, God, will you stop stammering? There's nothing to be scared of, I won't hurt you, you know. Jin would kill me anyway, if I tried."
"S- So- Sorry."
Yamapi sighed, rolling his eyes. He took one step closer to the younger boy just for the pleasure of watching Kame squirm in discomfort and nervousness, trapped against the tiled wall. Kame gulped, trying to smile and failing.
"Did something happen on your date? You fought or something?"
"No... I- It went quite well. Just... At night... W- We met a man; he was drunk, with his friends... He seemed to know Jin or something, I don't know..."
Yamapi's body tensed suddenly, hands grabbing Kame's forearms almost painfully. "Did that man say his name? Can you remember it?"
"I- I think... Yosh... Yoshi...tano?"
The older's boy body went limp suddenly, a defeated sigh leaving his lips. He looked immensely sad and troubled over something. His hold on Kame's forearms tightened, eyebrows knotted in a frown.
"What happened with Yoshinato? What did he say, what did he do?!"
Kame gulped, eyes wide. He did not understand what all of that was about, and it was making him feel anxious. He tried to get free from Yamashita's grip, to no avail. The older boy only renewed the strength of his vice-like grip, shaking Kame harshly.
"I- I... He said so- something I didn't understand... A- And then Yoshitano... H- He tried to touch me and Jin got mad... We fought..."
Yamashita finally released him, letting himself fall against the counters with his eyes closed and a deep, suffering sigh. Kame frowned. He did not understand what was going on, why Jin had been so afraid of that man, why Yamapi seemed so terrified too... And he wanted to know, he wanted to understand what was going on, what was happening with his boyfriend...
"Yamashita-senpai... What's this all about? That Yoshitano guy, who is him?"
Yamapi sighed, looking at him with sorrowful eyes. "I can't tell you that. It's something very personal for Jin, you'll have to ask him."
"But how?! He hasn't come to school in a week and he doesn't answer my texts nor picks up my calls! The last time I tried to go to visit him he didn't even open the door!"
"Look, just... Go now. His mother doesn't leave the house until an hour after school is over, she'll let you in."
Kame did not even bother to answer the older body, dashing past him and out of the school.
Jin sighed softly as a small, gentle hand brushed the hair away from his face and stroked his forehead lovingly. It was cool and refreshing, settling him and pushing away the vague fear that had started to seize him in his sleep. Jin stirred a little on the bed, turning to lay on his back and blinking his eyes open with a small smile. However, the face hovering over him was not the one he expected to see.
"K- Ka- Kazuya!"
Jin sat up with a jolt, immediately regretting it as his stomach protested the action, churning. Jin scrunched his eyes shut, clutching his belly. Kazuya frowned worriedly, wrapping one arm around his boyfriend's shoulders, though the older boy did not seem to appreciate the contact much, shivering and looking at Kame with fearful eyes.
"Jin? Are you alright? Do you want me to get you something?"
"N- No, it's okay... Just, why...?"
"Your mother let me in just before she left; I wanted to talk with you. Come on, let's lay down, you'll feel better."
Kame pushed Jin down on the mattress, snuggling up to the older boy and hugging him tightly. Jin was tense, not daring to look Kame in the eye. Kame sighed, kissing Jin's cheek softly. It made the boy tense up even more.
"I've been worried about you. Why didn't you answer my calls?"
"I- I... A- Aren't you mad at me?"
"Why would I be?"
"What happened... Th- The fight and..."
"I know that wasn't your fault, Jin."
"B- But..."
Kame cupped Jin's face, kissing the older boy to stop him. It was sweet, but demanding, Kame taking the initiative and trying to reassure Jin. However, the older boy still seemed nervous when Kame pulled away. Kame sighed, brushing his fingers over Jin's cheek lightly.
"I'm not mad at you, but I want to know. Who was that man? How do you know him, and why did he say what he did? Please, Jin."
Jin bit his lip, averting his sight. It was a while until he dared to look at his boyfriend again, eyes sad and afraid. Kame gave him a encouraging smile, squeezing Jin's hands softly.
"I- I... I met Yoshitano when I was in the second year of Junior High. I- It was before I met you... And I... He had just started his degree and it seemed so... cool, that someone like him could be interested in someone like... Me. He got me alcohol and treated me like one of his friends... At least at first, or so I thought. Sleeping with him... It came later a-and I just... I didn't realize he was playing with me. I started being so... cocky around my friends, I thought myself better than them and they... They just got tired, stopped talking to me. When I realized my mistake it was... T- Too late a- and I had to change schools... O- only Pi, o-only him..."
Kame brushed Jin's cheek with his thumbs, trying to dry the tears rolling down his boyfriend's skin. It was so sad, so heartbreaking seeing Jin like this. So broken. The older boy was outright crying, sobs shaking his shoulders as he clung to Kame like a lifeline. The boy gasped as he felt a hand sneaking under his school shirt, long warm fingers tracing over the bruisings remaining from the fight. Kame shivered, even though Jin's careful touch did not hurt him. Jin held him closer, sobbing against Kame's body.
“I'm sorry... I... I never wanted this, I'm so sorry...”
Kame tried to push Jin away from his body to look at him, but his boyfriend did not let go. In the end the boy had to push Jin to lay on his back, kicking the comforter away to straddle his boyfriend's lap. Jin looked up at him with wide, red rimmed eyes, sad and confused. However, Kame did not say a word before tugging on the ends of Jin's old t-shirt to pull it over the boy's head, leaving his torso naked and moving onto the pyjamas trousers before Jin could as much as voice a complaint. Kame quickly got rid of his own clothes, not even keeping his underwear. For once he was naked around Jin without any intentions of making out, a serious frown on his face.
Jin's eyes filled with guilt again as he saw the bruisings marring the fair skin of his boyfriend, painful blotches of black, purple and greenish where Kame had been hit, under the ribs and on his thigh; falling against the wall and the door had also left some bruises on his shoulders and arms. Jin traced them with his fingers again, chest shaking with new sobs, wishing the marks away. Kame brought his fingers down to the bruises on Jin's own torso, pressing on them a little harshly. Jin let out a gasp of pain, looking at him surprised. However, it seemed he got the wrong message.
“K- Kazuya, I... I- I'm so sorry, I never wanted you to get hurt, I- I just...”
Kame frowned, pressing his fingers against Jin's bruises again and earning another small pained noise. This time Jin took Kame's hands in his own, preventing the younger boy from hurting him again, confusion clear on his eyes.
“What are you sorry for, Jin? Whatever happened with that guy... It's obvious you regret it. It doesn't mean I approve of that you did it, but I understand you realized your mistake and it's over now! Did you really think I would be mad at you for something like this? That I thought you would want me to be hurt? Look at your own bruises! You got those while fighting to protect me. What are you apologizing for?”
Jin gulped, at a loss for words. His eyes were watering again, and he felt like such a girl after all that crying. Kame smiled down at him, pulling his hands free to brush the falling tears away from his boyfriend's blushed cheeks. He squeaked when Jin suddenly hugged him, rolling over so they were both laying on their sides while facing each other, so close Kame's nose was pressed against Jin's shoulder, bodies squeezed together by the strength of Jin's embrace.
“K- Kazu, I lo- love you!”
“I know you love me, silly. I love you too.”
Jin held him tighter, and Kame could barely breath. He squirmed, trying to break free of his boyfriend hold, and effectively rubbed his nose over Jin's collarbone. It made the older boy squeak and jolt, so he ended up lying on top of Kame, asphixiating the younger boy again. A couple of moments passed as they squirmed and struggled to rearrange themselves, until they were finally snuggling together under the comforter, naked and pressed close to one another.
Jin blushed as he realized their situation, and Kame could not help but to be happy seeing Jin's first smile in over a week, albeit being an awkward yet somewhat mischievous one, suggesting a fun way of healing the scars from the fight. Kame smirked, rolling to lay on top of Jin. Not that he minded. At all.