Bar-scene (story 5/9); the sound of music
Title: ☆Bar-scene (story 5/9); the sound of music。
Author:
quaint_stories
Category: Drabble-series
Pairing: Junnosuke Taguchi, Tatsuya Ueda (JunDa)
Rating: PG15
Genre: AU, fluffy in-betweens and a bit of sex
Disclaimer: I only own the story...
Summary: Bar-scene <<< a drabble-series in which rum, music, sometimes coffee, sometimes tea and a handsome face can be pretty convincing.
Word Count: 718
For the record, you guys are very pervy... so here's a bit of something, something *wink wink* Happy Reading!
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Shut up? No, there’s no shutting up about it for Tatsuya is loud and acquiring any amount of silence would be suffocating.
Junnosuke is a man of raw talent.
His every touch against Tatsuya’s skin stings and teases as his fingertips burn a tingle of fire with everywhere they glaze over Tatsuya’s skin.
And Junnosuke’s lips are on him again, warm and scorching, tongue running down the line of his ribs, his belly, his hips before crawling back over him and nibbling on his ear, his chin, dipping just a notch with kisses spotting themselves just betwixt Tatsuya’s head and shoulder bones.
Tatsuya sprawls himself wide across the floor, inhaling the intoxicating smell of coffee breathing through Junnosuke’s mouth, as his tongue finds its way over the topography of his body in detail exploration.
Tatsuya gasps. This chemistry is damn real.
“Any requests?” Junnosuke inquires when Tatsuya’s hands and legs wrap around him, pulling him in and holding on dearly, his tongue moving into Junnosuke’s mouth not so subtlely, his hands roaming down to grab at Junnosuke’s buttocks, tight and rolling against him.
“Yes. I’m wondering when you’ll get inside me”.
Junnosuke grins, a boastful expression, a condom wrapper already splitting between his teeth.
And Tatsuya barely has time to wonder where that came from for Junnosuke is already at him counting his blessing as he moves right in at the very same moment he captures Tatsuya’s lips in a kiss, ripping him apart like the world’s ending in a burst of colours and lights and surreality in the crash of gravity pulling him deeper into Tatsuya’s world.
Eleven months of abstinence is bound to unleash the wild beast to lose control or in Tatsuya’s case, to take it, bucking his hips and tightening his legs in a strong hold around Junnosuke’s hips. And he’s reveling in the festivities of the carnival they are dancing, once impatient and unmatched hip rolls are now moving in a perfect synchrony.
It’s like vodka, slowly creeping through the bloodstreams, reaching the nerves and before it’s known, the brain is on a shutdown and all that’s left is the body to feel light and giddy and incredibly happy.
Tatsuya is in a dream that he doesn’t want to wake from, licking his lips and tasting a mix of scotch, coffee and sweat and Junnosuke’s delicious lips. It’s disgustingly sexy and he wants more.
“Happy now?” Junnosuke asks, a lazy smirk marking his face, watching Tatsuya breaking apart beneath him.
“You’re driving me crazy”, Tatsuya struggles in reply, exhaling.
And it’s just like the serving of the gin and tonic from earlier, slowly sipped on, playing out time in slow motion for Tatsuya to enjoy the refreshing taste and the appealing attraction of tropical citrus lime. Right now, with Junnosuke deeply buried in him, touching him in all the right places, Junnosuke’s hands playing a rhythm up and down Tatsuya’s pecker and he's filling what’s usually a boring old Sunday evening. Tatsuya relaxes, sets loose and loses control, and his old world beautifully caves in with his eyes squeezing shut, choking on the cry of both their release.
The place is now quiet, save for Junnosuke and Tatsuya’s control breathing and the dialogue of a distant scene still rolling from the movie. The two men are still lying on the floor, their bodies still crisscrossing, and for the very first time they pay attention to the actual Sound of Music, just in time to hear the Baroness asking the Captain;
“You’re far, far away. Where are you?”.
Tatsuya knows many lines from the movie by heart and without meaning to, he turns his head to meet Junnosuke’s eyes and as if he’s being spoken to, and as if speaking to the man warm with pulsing blood and sweat beside him, he recites the Captain’s line in response like his very own coded line to Junnosuke;
“I’m in a world that’s disappearing”, he says, pauses, then tilts his chin upward, just a tiny bit to touch a kiss on Junnosuke’s lips.
Junnosuke folds Tatsuya closer into him and presses their mouths together once again, while his fingers pass doting strokes through Tatsuya’s hair, and in a whisper, he says against Tatsuya ear, “all you have to do is ask, and I’ll stay”.
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☆bar-scene: the sound of music.
junnosuke x tatsuya
Story Index: <<<< coffee please, no sugar (story 4/9) :: (story 6/9) like a glass of lemonade >>>>
A/N: ~ ** and there's your 'porn'~ and sorry it couldn't be longer, but I hope it was still satisfying ><
Author:
quaint_stories
Category: Drabble-series
Pairing: Junnosuke Taguchi, Tatsuya Ueda (JunDa)
Rating: PG15
Genre: AU, fluffy in-betweens and a bit of sex
Disclaimer: I only own the story...
Summary: Bar-scene <<< a drabble-series in which rum, music, sometimes coffee, sometimes tea and a handsome face can be pretty convincing.
Word Count: 718
For the record, you guys are very pervy... so here's a bit of something, something *wink wink* Happy Reading!
<><><><><><><><><><>
Shut up? No, there’s no shutting up about it for Tatsuya is loud and acquiring any amount of silence would be suffocating.
Junnosuke is a man of raw talent.
His every touch against Tatsuya’s skin stings and teases as his fingertips burn a tingle of fire with everywhere they glaze over Tatsuya’s skin.
And Junnosuke’s lips are on him again, warm and scorching, tongue running down the line of his ribs, his belly, his hips before crawling back over him and nibbling on his ear, his chin, dipping just a notch with kisses spotting themselves just betwixt Tatsuya’s head and shoulder bones.
Tatsuya sprawls himself wide across the floor, inhaling the intoxicating smell of coffee breathing through Junnosuke’s mouth, as his tongue finds its way over the topography of his body in detail exploration.
Tatsuya gasps. This chemistry is damn real.
“Any requests?” Junnosuke inquires when Tatsuya’s hands and legs wrap around him, pulling him in and holding on dearly, his tongue moving into Junnosuke’s mouth not so subtlely, his hands roaming down to grab at Junnosuke’s buttocks, tight and rolling against him.
“Yes. I’m wondering when you’ll get inside me”.
Junnosuke grins, a boastful expression, a condom wrapper already splitting between his teeth.
And Tatsuya barely has time to wonder where that came from for Junnosuke is already at him counting his blessing as he moves right in at the very same moment he captures Tatsuya’s lips in a kiss, ripping him apart like the world’s ending in a burst of colours and lights and surreality in the crash of gravity pulling him deeper into Tatsuya’s world.
Eleven months of abstinence is bound to unleash the wild beast to lose control or in Tatsuya’s case, to take it, bucking his hips and tightening his legs in a strong hold around Junnosuke’s hips. And he’s reveling in the festivities of the carnival they are dancing, once impatient and unmatched hip rolls are now moving in a perfect synchrony.
It’s like vodka, slowly creeping through the bloodstreams, reaching the nerves and before it’s known, the brain is on a shutdown and all that’s left is the body to feel light and giddy and incredibly happy.
Tatsuya is in a dream that he doesn’t want to wake from, licking his lips and tasting a mix of scotch, coffee and sweat and Junnosuke’s delicious lips. It’s disgustingly sexy and he wants more.
“Happy now?” Junnosuke asks, a lazy smirk marking his face, watching Tatsuya breaking apart beneath him.
“You’re driving me crazy”, Tatsuya struggles in reply, exhaling.
And it’s just like the serving of the gin and tonic from earlier, slowly sipped on, playing out time in slow motion for Tatsuya to enjoy the refreshing taste and the appealing attraction of tropical citrus lime. Right now, with Junnosuke deeply buried in him, touching him in all the right places, Junnosuke’s hands playing a rhythm up and down Tatsuya’s pecker and he's filling what’s usually a boring old Sunday evening. Tatsuya relaxes, sets loose and loses control, and his old world beautifully caves in with his eyes squeezing shut, choking on the cry of both their release.
The place is now quiet, save for Junnosuke and Tatsuya’s control breathing and the dialogue of a distant scene still rolling from the movie. The two men are still lying on the floor, their bodies still crisscrossing, and for the very first time they pay attention to the actual Sound of Music, just in time to hear the Baroness asking the Captain;
“You’re far, far away. Where are you?”.
Tatsuya knows many lines from the movie by heart and without meaning to, he turns his head to meet Junnosuke’s eyes and as if he’s being spoken to, and as if speaking to the man warm with pulsing blood and sweat beside him, he recites the Captain’s line in response like his very own coded line to Junnosuke;
“I’m in a world that’s disappearing”, he says, pauses, then tilts his chin upward, just a tiny bit to touch a kiss on Junnosuke’s lips.
Junnosuke folds Tatsuya closer into him and presses their mouths together once again, while his fingers pass doting strokes through Tatsuya’s hair, and in a whisper, he says against Tatsuya ear, “all you have to do is ask, and I’ll stay”.
::::
☆bar-scene: the sound of music.
junnosuke x tatsuya
Story Index: <<<< coffee please, no sugar (story 4/9) :: (story 6/9) like a glass of lemonade >>>>
A/N: ~ ** and there's your 'porn'~ and sorry it couldn't be longer, but I hope it was still satisfying ><