Down and Dirty
HSJ - Yabu/Takaki
509 words, R/NC-17, PWP
Takaki blows Yabu. The end.
So basically the hate meme appeared a week ago or something. I like hate memes because it's a nice place to talk about everything (it's like, the only place I talk about groups that aren't my favorites) and whatever. Out of the blue, a HSJ party appeared! It was pretty awesome (if rather spammy x: oops...) And I ended up writing this at like... midnight? Lmao. Idek, I was so tired and off my rocker right then and I totally would deny writing this except people wanted to have a JUMParty, so I figured now would be nice enough time to just... get over the fact that I wrote pron (this is my first blowjob outside of RP :O!) Anyways, I should shut up before I write more than the fic itself, but I do hope that :c the fans on the meme will appear and we can have fun and follow each other on twitter and stuff. (Though apparently we all know each other and wtf, apparently I am easy to spot on memes, WHY AM I EASY TO SPOT ON MEMES?)
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Takaki smirks as he drops down to his knees and it’s a look that goes straight to Yabu's groin. He's playing, and it's so damn unfair too. The way he purrs, the way he fumbles with opening Yabu's jeans, the way he slowly brushes his fingertips over any bit of Yabu’s skin he can get to.
Takaki knows how to play with the best of them, but he also knows when it's time to stop playing, and Yabu thanks all things unholy for Takaki's mouth as he slips Yabu’s cock through his lips, taking him in as much as he can and sucking. It's filthy and Yabu loves it.
There's just something about Takaki's mouth wrapped around Yabu's cock that is impossible to resist, just like it's impossible to resist curling his fingers through soft locks of hair, meeting Takaki's wide eyes with his own smirk before thrusting experimentally.
Takaki makes a startled noise that blends into a moan, and Yabu groans in tandem because it's hot and it feels so good. But Takaki's a giving sort of lover, if only because he knows it gets even better later, so he hums around Yabu's cock, the damned tease, before resting his hands on Yabu's hips for balance and taking more of Yabu in his mouth.
Yabu doesn't think twice about it, fucking Takaki's mouth with a guttural moan. It wasn't just feeling it, it was watching too, seeing his cock slip between Takaki's lips like the best dirty dream, watching Takaki struggle to take all of him he could, tongue still flicking and swiping along the underside of Yabu's cock.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Yabu curses, because he wants it to last, but he wants more too.
Takaki lets out a broken sort of moan around Yabu's cock before truly sucking him in. It's nearly enough for Yabu to come right then, his fingers tightening in Takaki's hair, but he knows there's something else he wants just a little bit more.
"W-wait," he groans, tugging on Takaki's hair, pulling the man off his cock before wrapping his own hand around it. He strokes himself, hair, fast, knowing exactly how to twist his hand around himself, his other hand still curled in Takaki's hair, holding him in place.
Takaki whimpers, needy, and the way he moves against Yabu's grip in his hair, eyes dark with lust, is all Yabu needs to reach orgasm.
It feels good, his climax shuddering through him as he comes on Takaki's face, his come streaking on Takaki's cheek and over those sinful, naughty lips of his. Takaki whimpers again, but Yabu ignores him for a moment, basking in the afterglow of his orgasm.
"You're so selfish," Takaki grumbles, his tone childish, which did not match the way his tongue flicked out to delicately clean a bit of Yabu's come off his lips or the way his eyes gleam as he gazes up at Yabu. "You're supposed to help me out too, you know."
Yabu laughs, leaning back against the couch and nodding. "Get your ass up here."