Like a Fine Wine (1/1)
Title: Like a Fine Wine
Author: raphamayfair.
Beta: leveldevil.
Status: Complete.
Band: LUNA SEA.
Pairing: JxSugizo.
Rating: PG-15.
Genre: Romance.
Warnings: Hmm... lots of fluff?
Summary: "Do you think I was better when I was ten years younger, just like on that video of yours?"
Note: English is not my first language, so if you see some weirdness just let me know and I'll try to fix it. ♥ Wifey, thanks always for reading and betaing for me.
XXX
Sugizo calmly closed the door after getting inside the apartment, locking it up before stopping at the small hall to take off his shoes. It was already late , more than he had originally expected about the time he would actually come home, but leaving earlier from his dinner with Yoshiki had turned out to be impossible.
Making his way to the living room, the guitarist saw that the lights were turned off, but the room wasn't entirely dark due to some illumination coming from the TV screen. There was noise coming from there too, low and familiar music getting to Sugizo's ears, easily recognizable as one of the old LUNA SEA's songs, FEEL. There was only one person that could possibly be listening to music at his place so late at night, and Sugizo's smile came easily when he spotted his lover, laid down on his back on the Egyptian rug between the couch and the TV, his head resting upon one of Sugizo's purple cushions. He had his face turned to the wide screen and didn't rise his head to greet the older man, so it was difficult to tell if he was awake or if he had slept while waiting for his lover to come home.
Raising his eyes to the screen, Sugizo at first thought that the brunette was watching some of the old lives of their band, taking him a while to realize that something was out of place in the video: the music wasn't really matching the scenes, and after a few seconds of watching, it downed on Sugizo that there were only his images on that video. It wasn't just an old live from LUNA SEA, but some sort of compilation of various lives, or basically a compilation of his scenes from numerous old performances that he had done with the band, and the slow ballad playing on the background was actually the studio version of FEEL, a song that he knew to be one of his lover's favorites of all time.
- Jun? - he called the brunette's name softly, moving around the couch and shrugging his jacket off, leaving it on the couch’s arm before laying down on the rug next to the younger man. Long, tattooed arms wrapped around the bassist’s waist and pulled him closer. - J, love? I'm home. - the guitarist whispered close to the bassist's ear.
- Hmmm... - lazily starting to open his eyes, J rose his head to look at the older man, pressing their lips together in a light kiss and resting his head against his lover’s shoulder. - I dozed off. - he mumbled, burying his face into the guitarist’s neck and breathing the scent of the expensive, feminine perfume Sugizo was wearing that night. - What time is it?
- Late. Yoshiki trapped me at this dinner with the producers, I’m sorry. - the older man said while stroking the dark, short hair of the bassist, his breath making shivers run through Sugizo’s body.
- It’s ok. - stretching his back slothfully, J turned around until his head was resting on the cushion again, his eyes meeting the TV screen; for a split second the bassist looked a little embarrassed, scratching his own forehead and sending a sharp look to his lover with the corner of his eyes. - I thought I had turned that off. - he said, making the guitarist smile wolfishly before turning his face to him.
- The video. What’s it all about, J?
- I guess… It’s about you. - J shrugged lightly, facing the screen with a small smile on his lips. The music had changed now, from FEEL to DESIRE, and it was possible to see Sugizo with several different outfits and hairstyles, his guitars always looking like an extension of his slender body when he was playing. - I’ve always loved to look at you when you were playing, you know? - the bassist said after a few seconds of silence, turning his head to the real Sugizo lying next to him. - I remember how much I had to control myself not to stare too much during our lives… After all, I couldn’t really forget about the fact that I was playing too.
- I see. - Sugizo loved the way his lover always managed do stroke his ego with simple words, sometimes not even realizing what he was doing; that was one of those moments when, despite his serious face, the older man felt really warm and fuzzy inside. He dragged himself closer to the brunette, his mouth touching the skin of J’s cheek as he spoke. - So, is this video from the good old days when you were my stalker?
- I wasn’t! - the younger musician said, making a face at the guitarist. - …Ok, maybe I was. Only a little. - he gave in after seeing the look of disbelief on the older man’s face. - You should be flattered.
Sugizo didn’t answer at first, pulling his face away so he could have a better view of bassist’s face, drowning himself in the sight of his lover’s handsome, masculine features. His tattooed fingers ran through J’s jawline, tracing it and feeling the light scratch of the beard stubbles there; the guitarist felt like rubbing his face on the younger man’s skin but stopped himself from doing so, smiling briefly before placing a kiss on his chin.
- Maybe if you weren’t so gorgeous, I would just think you were kinda creepy - but being who you are, Onose Jun, I can only say that I am flattered.
The sound of J’s laughter filled the room, clean and husky at the same time, the bassist turning to cover the more slender body with his own, turning away from the TV and placing light kisses along Sugizo’s cheeks, eyes and lips. It had been a while since they’d started a relationship beyond their twenty years friendship, and the younger one could still feel that thrill of arousal every time he touched the guitarist, whenever their lips pressed together and Sugizo opened his mouth to admit him inside, their tongues intertwining in an intimate way and the taste of the other man’s mouth making J feel a little light-headed from that essence that was purely Sugizo’s.
They pulled apart after a while and the guitarist’s breath was shallow because of the weight of J’s body on top of his, but he didn’t seem to be complaining. Instead, he moved his slender figure a little to make them both more comfortable, spreading his legs to make room for the younger musician to get closer to him. The music was still coming from the TV speakers and for long minutes that was all the sound that lingered in the room, both men mouths busy with new kisses which were slow and lazy, the bassist still looking a little sleepy.
- You’re not gonna sleep on me, are you, Onose? - the older man purred against J’s mouth, taking his lower lip between his teeth and pulling it, trying to awake his lover more definitively so he could have some of the rough, deep kisses that were much more the bassist’s style and the ones he loved so much.
- Never. - grinning lightly, the brunette waited Sugizo to free his lip and then attacked the older man’s mouth with his, kissing him feverishly and pressing his body down against the guitarist’s, his tongue getting deeper and curling inside Sugizo’s mouth in a way that made the slender man release a quiet moan, the sound getting lost between the kiss and going down to the younger musician’s throat. Sugizo’s hands ran to J’s dark hair, long fingers burying themselves in the bassist’s soft strands and pulling them hard until he made the brunette gasp and pull away from his lips. - What? - J asked, looking confused when he raised his head to face the older man.
- Ne, Jun… - he lessened the grip of his fingers on the younger man’s hair, fingertips rubbing his scalp slowly as a silent apology for what he had just done. - Do you think I was better when I was ten years younger, just like on that video of yours? - the guitarist asked, his voice low and his expression looking a little troubled.
J wasn’t exactly expecting a question like that in such a moment, but after a few months dating Sugizo, he just started getting used to the other man’s sudden outbursts; he knew about his lover’s big ego, and even if he was aware that the guitarist was way less egocentric now after the birth of his daughter, there were certain things about his personality that would never change - and the brunette wasn’t really willing to change him anyway. He had fell in love with Sugizo back in the days when the guitarist didn’t mind showing his worst narcissistic, egoistical façade to the world, and he was already happy with the fact that the older man wasn’t always so self-centered anymore. It was easy for the bassist to understand Sugizo’s fear; after all, both of them had reached their forties now and would continue getting older and older.
- Well, let’s see. - He started, knowing that it wouldn’t be enough just to say “no” and preparing himself to elaborate his answer. - I think that back then you were just… So fucking hot, in a really slutty way of being so. - the bassist smiled when his lover made a face at him, but Sugizo didn’t try to interrupt, so he just kept on talking. - I mean, you were really fuckable, but you also were really selfish and complicated, and… You actually were a little slutty.
- You mean a lot, right? - Sugizo corrected his words, laughing lightly. - You don’t have to make this easy for me, really. I can handle the truth.
- Ok. - he gave in, kissing the corner of the guitarist’s mouth lightly. - So you were young, hot and famous; and for most of the time, just too self-absorbed to pay attention to anyone else but yourself. But now, Sugi… - the bassist ran his fingers along the kiss-swollen lips of his lover, smiling almost shyly before completing his sentence. - Now you are so breathtakingly beautiful, but in a completely different way. You’re not that selfish child anymore, you’re an amazing man and every time I look in your eyes I can see that you care; about me, about your daughter, about another people’s problems. You care so much that sometimes you forget to rest and forget about your own health, and I… I love you for that.
The guitarist’s small eyes were filled with tears, but he didn’t let them fall. Using his fingers to pull the brunette closer again, Sugizo sealed their mouths in a gentle, passionate kiss, breathing hard against his lover skin as he felt the beard scratching his face in a way that wasn’t unpleasant at all. He didn’t give a answer to the younger’s words, but he didn’t had to for J to understand. As the kiss became more needy, the guitarist managed to turn them over on the rug, straddling J’s masculine body, the brunette’s stronger hands running through the side of Sugizo’s slender figure. He moaned when calloused fingertips found their way under his shirt, gripping his skin possessively.
It was only the need to breathe that made Sugizo pull apart from the bassist’s addictive kisses, and he took the opportunity to make a trail of bites down J’s neck, starting to move his body in a lazy way, rubbing himself slightly against the younger man and feeling when J started to get hard beneath him, the bassist’s erection pressing against Sugizo’s thigh; he pressed harder, making the brunette gasp from the arousal that ran through his body.
- So tell me, J… - he purred into his lover’s ear, his voice melting in a sensual way as he rubbed his thigh against the bassist’s arousal. - Do you think I’m still fuckable now I’m forty years old?
Grinning, J held tight onto the guitarist’s waist and threw him to the side, turning them over again and landing between Sugizo’s long legs, pressing their bodies harshly without giving an answer to his question. They were both panting, but that didn’t stop their mouths to start ravishing each other again, their kisses fierce and strong in a way that took all the older man’s breath away, making him pull apart from J and gasp for air, his lips now even more swollen that they had been before. The guitarist moaned loud when the brunette nibbled on his neck, only releasing the pale skin he had trapped between his teeth when he’d already left a purple bruise that was easily visible there.
- You are so fuckable that I just wanna fuck you right now, here on the floor. - J breathed roughly, licking the sensitive area he had just marked on his lover’s body.
- Oh please, do it... - Sugizo moaned in response, curling his legs around the bassist’s waist and pulling him even closer, their erections hard and pulsing below the layers of clothes.
Their hands started struggling with the clothes then, trying to undo buttons and zippers and knots without having to get even an inch apart, which was proved to be more difficult than they had expected in the first place. At a certain point J just stopped what he was doing, earning a nasty look from Sugizo when he noted the smirk on the brunette’s face.
- What?
- I was just thinking, you know... That you would be really something to see in one of your slutty outfits nowadays.
- Shut up and do your job here, Onose. - Sugizo claimed the younger man’s lips in a demanding, open-mouthed kiss, shutting the silliness out of him so they could carry on with their more pressing matters at hand.
Author: raphamayfair.
Beta: leveldevil.
Status: Complete.
Band: LUNA SEA.
Pairing: JxSugizo.
Rating: PG-15.
Genre: Romance.
Warnings: Hmm... lots of fluff?
Summary: "Do you think I was better when I was ten years younger, just like on that video of yours?"
Note: English is not my first language, so if you see some weirdness just let me know and I'll try to fix it. ♥ Wifey, thanks always for reading and betaing for me.
XXX
Sugizo calmly closed the door after getting inside the apartment, locking it up before stopping at the small hall to take off his shoes. It was already late , more than he had originally expected about the time he would actually come home, but leaving earlier from his dinner with Yoshiki had turned out to be impossible.
Making his way to the living room, the guitarist saw that the lights were turned off, but the room wasn't entirely dark due to some illumination coming from the TV screen. There was noise coming from there too, low and familiar music getting to Sugizo's ears, easily recognizable as one of the old LUNA SEA's songs, FEEL. There was only one person that could possibly be listening to music at his place so late at night, and Sugizo's smile came easily when he spotted his lover, laid down on his back on the Egyptian rug between the couch and the TV, his head resting upon one of Sugizo's purple cushions. He had his face turned to the wide screen and didn't rise his head to greet the older man, so it was difficult to tell if he was awake or if he had slept while waiting for his lover to come home.
Raising his eyes to the screen, Sugizo at first thought that the brunette was watching some of the old lives of their band, taking him a while to realize that something was out of place in the video: the music wasn't really matching the scenes, and after a few seconds of watching, it downed on Sugizo that there were only his images on that video. It wasn't just an old live from LUNA SEA, but some sort of compilation of various lives, or basically a compilation of his scenes from numerous old performances that he had done with the band, and the slow ballad playing on the background was actually the studio version of FEEL, a song that he knew to be one of his lover's favorites of all time.
- Jun? - he called the brunette's name softly, moving around the couch and shrugging his jacket off, leaving it on the couch’s arm before laying down on the rug next to the younger man. Long, tattooed arms wrapped around the bassist’s waist and pulled him closer. - J, love? I'm home. - the guitarist whispered close to the bassist's ear.
- Hmmm... - lazily starting to open his eyes, J rose his head to look at the older man, pressing their lips together in a light kiss and resting his head against his lover’s shoulder. - I dozed off. - he mumbled, burying his face into the guitarist’s neck and breathing the scent of the expensive, feminine perfume Sugizo was wearing that night. - What time is it?
- Late. Yoshiki trapped me at this dinner with the producers, I’m sorry. - the older man said while stroking the dark, short hair of the bassist, his breath making shivers run through Sugizo’s body.
- It’s ok. - stretching his back slothfully, J turned around until his head was resting on the cushion again, his eyes meeting the TV screen; for a split second the bassist looked a little embarrassed, scratching his own forehead and sending a sharp look to his lover with the corner of his eyes. - I thought I had turned that off. - he said, making the guitarist smile wolfishly before turning his face to him.
- The video. What’s it all about, J?
- I guess… It’s about you. - J shrugged lightly, facing the screen with a small smile on his lips. The music had changed now, from FEEL to DESIRE, and it was possible to see Sugizo with several different outfits and hairstyles, his guitars always looking like an extension of his slender body when he was playing. - I’ve always loved to look at you when you were playing, you know? - the bassist said after a few seconds of silence, turning his head to the real Sugizo lying next to him. - I remember how much I had to control myself not to stare too much during our lives… After all, I couldn’t really forget about the fact that I was playing too.
- I see. - Sugizo loved the way his lover always managed do stroke his ego with simple words, sometimes not even realizing what he was doing; that was one of those moments when, despite his serious face, the older man felt really warm and fuzzy inside. He dragged himself closer to the brunette, his mouth touching the skin of J’s cheek as he spoke. - So, is this video from the good old days when you were my stalker?
- I wasn’t! - the younger musician said, making a face at the guitarist. - …Ok, maybe I was. Only a little. - he gave in after seeing the look of disbelief on the older man’s face. - You should be flattered.
Sugizo didn’t answer at first, pulling his face away so he could have a better view of bassist’s face, drowning himself in the sight of his lover’s handsome, masculine features. His tattooed fingers ran through J’s jawline, tracing it and feeling the light scratch of the beard stubbles there; the guitarist felt like rubbing his face on the younger man’s skin but stopped himself from doing so, smiling briefly before placing a kiss on his chin.
- Maybe if you weren’t so gorgeous, I would just think you were kinda creepy - but being who you are, Onose Jun, I can only say that I am flattered.
The sound of J’s laughter filled the room, clean and husky at the same time, the bassist turning to cover the more slender body with his own, turning away from the TV and placing light kisses along Sugizo’s cheeks, eyes and lips. It had been a while since they’d started a relationship beyond their twenty years friendship, and the younger one could still feel that thrill of arousal every time he touched the guitarist, whenever their lips pressed together and Sugizo opened his mouth to admit him inside, their tongues intertwining in an intimate way and the taste of the other man’s mouth making J feel a little light-headed from that essence that was purely Sugizo’s.
They pulled apart after a while and the guitarist’s breath was shallow because of the weight of J’s body on top of his, but he didn’t seem to be complaining. Instead, he moved his slender figure a little to make them both more comfortable, spreading his legs to make room for the younger musician to get closer to him. The music was still coming from the TV speakers and for long minutes that was all the sound that lingered in the room, both men mouths busy with new kisses which were slow and lazy, the bassist still looking a little sleepy.
- You’re not gonna sleep on me, are you, Onose? - the older man purred against J’s mouth, taking his lower lip between his teeth and pulling it, trying to awake his lover more definitively so he could have some of the rough, deep kisses that were much more the bassist’s style and the ones he loved so much.
- Never. - grinning lightly, the brunette waited Sugizo to free his lip and then attacked the older man’s mouth with his, kissing him feverishly and pressing his body down against the guitarist’s, his tongue getting deeper and curling inside Sugizo’s mouth in a way that made the slender man release a quiet moan, the sound getting lost between the kiss and going down to the younger musician’s throat. Sugizo’s hands ran to J’s dark hair, long fingers burying themselves in the bassist’s soft strands and pulling them hard until he made the brunette gasp and pull away from his lips. - What? - J asked, looking confused when he raised his head to face the older man.
- Ne, Jun… - he lessened the grip of his fingers on the younger man’s hair, fingertips rubbing his scalp slowly as a silent apology for what he had just done. - Do you think I was better when I was ten years younger, just like on that video of yours? - the guitarist asked, his voice low and his expression looking a little troubled.
J wasn’t exactly expecting a question like that in such a moment, but after a few months dating Sugizo, he just started getting used to the other man’s sudden outbursts; he knew about his lover’s big ego, and even if he was aware that the guitarist was way less egocentric now after the birth of his daughter, there were certain things about his personality that would never change - and the brunette wasn’t really willing to change him anyway. He had fell in love with Sugizo back in the days when the guitarist didn’t mind showing his worst narcissistic, egoistical façade to the world, and he was already happy with the fact that the older man wasn’t always so self-centered anymore. It was easy for the bassist to understand Sugizo’s fear; after all, both of them had reached their forties now and would continue getting older and older.
- Well, let’s see. - He started, knowing that it wouldn’t be enough just to say “no” and preparing himself to elaborate his answer. - I think that back then you were just… So fucking hot, in a really slutty way of being so. - the bassist smiled when his lover made a face at him, but Sugizo didn’t try to interrupt, so he just kept on talking. - I mean, you were really fuckable, but you also were really selfish and complicated, and… You actually were a little slutty.
- You mean a lot, right? - Sugizo corrected his words, laughing lightly. - You don’t have to make this easy for me, really. I can handle the truth.
- Ok. - he gave in, kissing the corner of the guitarist’s mouth lightly. - So you were young, hot and famous; and for most of the time, just too self-absorbed to pay attention to anyone else but yourself. But now, Sugi… - the bassist ran his fingers along the kiss-swollen lips of his lover, smiling almost shyly before completing his sentence. - Now you are so breathtakingly beautiful, but in a completely different way. You’re not that selfish child anymore, you’re an amazing man and every time I look in your eyes I can see that you care; about me, about your daughter, about another people’s problems. You care so much that sometimes you forget to rest and forget about your own health, and I… I love you for that.
The guitarist’s small eyes were filled with tears, but he didn’t let them fall. Using his fingers to pull the brunette closer again, Sugizo sealed their mouths in a gentle, passionate kiss, breathing hard against his lover skin as he felt the beard scratching his face in a way that wasn’t unpleasant at all. He didn’t give a answer to the younger’s words, but he didn’t had to for J to understand. As the kiss became more needy, the guitarist managed to turn them over on the rug, straddling J’s masculine body, the brunette’s stronger hands running through the side of Sugizo’s slender figure. He moaned when calloused fingertips found their way under his shirt, gripping his skin possessively.
It was only the need to breathe that made Sugizo pull apart from the bassist’s addictive kisses, and he took the opportunity to make a trail of bites down J’s neck, starting to move his body in a lazy way, rubbing himself slightly against the younger man and feeling when J started to get hard beneath him, the bassist’s erection pressing against Sugizo’s thigh; he pressed harder, making the brunette gasp from the arousal that ran through his body.
- So tell me, J… - he purred into his lover’s ear, his voice melting in a sensual way as he rubbed his thigh against the bassist’s arousal. - Do you think I’m still fuckable now I’m forty years old?
Grinning, J held tight onto the guitarist’s waist and threw him to the side, turning them over again and landing between Sugizo’s long legs, pressing their bodies harshly without giving an answer to his question. They were both panting, but that didn’t stop their mouths to start ravishing each other again, their kisses fierce and strong in a way that took all the older man’s breath away, making him pull apart from J and gasp for air, his lips now even more swollen that they had been before. The guitarist moaned loud when the brunette nibbled on his neck, only releasing the pale skin he had trapped between his teeth when he’d already left a purple bruise that was easily visible there.
- You are so fuckable that I just wanna fuck you right now, here on the floor. - J breathed roughly, licking the sensitive area he had just marked on his lover’s body.
- Oh please, do it... - Sugizo moaned in response, curling his legs around the bassist’s waist and pulling him even closer, their erections hard and pulsing below the layers of clothes.
Their hands started struggling with the clothes then, trying to undo buttons and zippers and knots without having to get even an inch apart, which was proved to be more difficult than they had expected in the first place. At a certain point J just stopped what he was doing, earning a nasty look from Sugizo when he noted the smirk on the brunette’s face.
- What?
- I was just thinking, you know... That you would be really something to see in one of your slutty outfits nowadays.
- Shut up and do your job here, Onose. - Sugizo claimed the younger man’s lips in a demanding, open-mouthed kiss, shutting the silliness out of him so they could carry on with their more pressing matters at hand.