[One-shot] Momiji
Title: Momiji
Author: Still me...
Pairing: Sakuraiba (OTP FOREVEEEEERRR!!)
Genre: Crack
Rating: Pg-13 (innuendo)
Summary: What happened in the greenroom after AnS#145
Disclamer: I own nothing but I do have written this...*sighs*
Note: The idea came after watching AnS#145 and the "ero-talk" This is only crack, and it's really bad. But I was borred.
This is unbeta-ed, as always sorry for the mistakes and weird sentences (and I know there are! Please tell me where that's way I could improve myslef ^^)
Momiji means Maple by the way.
*****
Momiji
He didn’t know what was happening. Well, he knew very well what was going on: He was in their green room, getting changed after ‘Arashi no Shukudai-kun’ filming and Aiba had sneaked into the room, pushed him against the lockers, and now was kissing him feverishly. What Sho didn’t know was: why?
The two of them started to date each other for three months, but they had always been careful; no kisses, no touches, nothing when they were working. It wasn’t only for their career’s sake, but principally because they weren’t ready to tell the others about…’Them’. And as Aiba had said, it was more exciting and funny this way!
But today all their hard work was destroyed by the taller man’s action. Not that Sho was complaining-Aiba-chan is after all a wonderful kisser, but if anybody see them?
“Aibwa…” Muffled Sho in Aiba’s mouth, the latter literally devoured his lover’s lips and didn’t even bother with the rapper’s calls. Aiba let his hands running on Sho’s chest, his fingers sliding under the thin white shirt before griping his lover’s wrists to put them above his head.
The kiss was wonderful-as always. However, to tell the truth, since the both of them were together, they had never gone beyond the kiss stage. Not that they didn’t want it, but the last time Sho’s fears or more precisely the ‘WOULD YOU STOP IT? I’M TELLING YOU IT WILL NEVER FIT!!!’ ended their little game.
Nevertheless, right now, Aiba was sure of himself: Sho wanted it! Why would he moan like that if he didn’t want it? He let go of Sho’s mouth and started to lean kisses all over the newscaster’s neck. Once he caught his breath-and secondarily his brain, Sho asked: “Wh-What’s…wrong with you?”
“Maple” Murmured Aiba into his right ear, the hot breath tickled him and sent shivers all over his body.
“Ma-Maple?” Repeated Sho totally lost but still trying to free him from Aiba’s hold.
“The way you said it…I can’t help myself. The recording seemed so long after that!” Confessed Aiba, his red lips running everywhere.
Sho felt his cheeks burning as he heard the confession. That stupid guest and his ‘ero-talk’! He knew it, he should have known it! Why was he the one who had to say something sounding erotic? WHY?! Now Masaki was all excited and the last time he was in this state he…Don’t think about it! Just…don’t think about it!
“You were so…cute, Sho-chan.” Said Aiba, pressing his body against his.
So cute things turn Aiba on? Wait a minute! CUTE?!
“Get off!” Said Sho, pushing Aiba with all his strength. Cute? Children are cute, tiny pets are cute, and some of their female guests are cute. But Sakurai Sho is not cute at all! He’s handsome, manly, smart, manly, a good rapper, manly, a sometimes not-so good dancer, manly, sexy, manly…did I mention he was manly?
“Aiba, I…”
But before Aiba could fear the anger in Sho’s voice and eyes, Nino entered the room and froze as he saw the scene: Aiba panting a bit in front of Sho’s bare chest-and marked neck. Two options were offered to Nino:
One: he could make fun of them right now.
Two: he could act as if nothing was wrong, let the story develop a little more and then make fun of them.
The second option was the best!
“Guys have you seen my DS?” He asked casually as he walked inside the room. The negative answer came quickly and Nino sixth sense told him it was better to leave. When the door closed, Aiba looked at Sho who haven’t moved, the anger always presents in his eye.
“Did I say something wrong Sho-chan? Or maybe you didn’t like it?” Asked Aiba, tears forming in the corner of his puppy eyes and his mouth trembling softly. In front of such a picture, even Sho could be angry at him anymore. The rapper sighed and run a hand through his hair, still a little pissed off.
“I…liked it…sort of. But yes, you said something wrong! I’m not…cu…cute!”
“Yes you are! You’re my cute Sho-chan!” Giggled Aiba, bringing closer the rapper. He wrapped his arms around Sho’s waist and purred into the other’s neck, brushing his cheek softly against Sho’s.
“Aiba-chan…” Sighed Sho, rubbing gently his lover’s back. “You’re not a cat…”
“Meow…I’m hungry…” Unfortunately, Sho only sighed once more and pushed Aiba away.
Cute talks don’t work. As Aiba was ready to try a new trick, the door opened again. This time it was MatsuJun’s turn. The youngest raised an eyebrow as he saw Aiba jumping back from Sho, and the latter clearing his throat before looking into his locker.
Something was wrong here.
But before he could ask what they were doing, an assistant called him, and with a grunt he left the room, leaving the two men alone again.
Without delay, Aiba clung to Sho who could notice that the ‘Maple effect’ was still working…hard!
“A-Aiba-chan?” Sho swallowed hard, the hot breath in the back of his neck was tickling and…No! No, no, NO!
“Sho-chan~” Called the husky voice in his back, the idol wrapped his arms around Sho’s chest and clung to him a little more. “I know I told you I would wait but…” Sho’s eyes went wide when he heard a soft moan from Aiba. Was he really THAT excited? Such a simple word would make his Masaki in this state?
“Sho-chan…At least…could you say it again? Please?” Begged Aiba as he made Sho facing him. A long silence filled the room. Aiba had his cheeks red and was biting softly his bottom lip, eyes half-closed. Sho, he, was absorbed in this lip, the way it was moving under those white teeth, the redness, how it was…tempting? And just like during the recording, Sho whispered: “…Maple…”
The newscaster was surprised by the power of the word ‘maple’- or maybe was it his voice? Because Aiba leaned closer, moaning once again, louder. The tallest brought his lips closer Sho’s ear and murmured: “If only you knew what I’m doing with you in my dreams…”
Sho swallowed hard again, his brain focused on what Aiba was telling him: the gestures, the cries he would make under Aiba’s touch- would he really beg for more as Aiba said? The latter bit softly his lover’s earlobe and grinned against the skin when he felt the tensed body against his.
At that moment, Aiba knew: Dirty talks work!
Unfortunately, their warm cocoon will be destroyed as they heard Ohno’s voice in the corridor. They both moved away- Sho’s hitting his nose against his locker’s door, and Masaki falling over the couch. They tried to act normally when their leader entered the room, but the look the man had, told them they had failed.
Little by little, the green room was filled with the two other members, and a heavy silence might have come with them. Everyone was looking at everyone- except Ohno who was looking…nowhere.
Nino smirked and with a casual tone he said: “Aah~ it was funny today! The cooking segment was great, right Oh-chan?!” The magician turned his head toward the other half of his duo and scratched his chin. “What did Sawamura-san make you say? Sesame…Sesame…”
“Sesame Daikon Sauce” Answered Ohno, strangely, his answered was again said in an erotic way. Sho and Aiba didn’t look at each other. So he was right! Nino’s smirk grew a little more and he focused on the newscaster again.
“And you Sho-chan? What was it again?”
“Ma-Maple…” Whispered Sho, his cheeks burning again. But it didn’t satisfied Nino. “Oh come on Sho-chan, say it like Riida!”
The rapper suddenly stood up from his sit and walked across the room until the bathroom’s door. His finger clenched around the doorknob, he planted his eyes in Aiba’s: “Maple.” He said in an erotic way before entering the bathroom.
117…118…119…120! Okay, now two minutes had passed since Sho had entered the room, it would be enough, right? And even if it wouldn’t save the appearances, Masaki couldn’t bear it anymore! He tried to stand up normally and headed for the bathroom. Without a word he entered.
Nino looked away and smiled. A victorious smile as he looked at MatsuJun. “Give me my DS back!”
“Being in the same room doesn’t mean they’ll go all the way…” Said Jun, running a hand through his hair. Nino grunted and looked at Ohno. “Oh-chan?”
The poor leader sighed and stood up. “Okay…I’ll go check…” And he thought that maybe, it would be better if he tell them they already know about…’Them’.
FIN
*****
I told you it was bad. I'm really sorry m(_ _)m
I don't feel well these days, I don't know what's wrong...
Anyway, thanks for reading as always, and again I'm sorry for this....
Comments are love<3
See you!
Author: Still me...
Pairing: Sakuraiba (OTP FOREVEEEEERRR!!)
Genre: Crack
Rating: Pg-13 (innuendo)
Summary: What happened in the greenroom after AnS#145
Disclamer: I own nothing but I do have written this...*sighs*
Note: The idea came after watching AnS#145 and the "ero-talk" This is only crack, and it's really bad. But I was borred.
This is unbeta-ed, as always sorry for the mistakes and weird sentences (and I know there are! Please tell me where that's way I could improve myslef ^^)
Momiji means Maple by the way.
*****
Momiji
He didn’t know what was happening. Well, he knew very well what was going on: He was in their green room, getting changed after ‘Arashi no Shukudai-kun’ filming and Aiba had sneaked into the room, pushed him against the lockers, and now was kissing him feverishly. What Sho didn’t know was: why?
The two of them started to date each other for three months, but they had always been careful; no kisses, no touches, nothing when they were working. It wasn’t only for their career’s sake, but principally because they weren’t ready to tell the others about…’Them’. And as Aiba had said, it was more exciting and funny this way!
But today all their hard work was destroyed by the taller man’s action. Not that Sho was complaining-Aiba-chan is after all a wonderful kisser, but if anybody see them?
“Aibwa…” Muffled Sho in Aiba’s mouth, the latter literally devoured his lover’s lips and didn’t even bother with the rapper’s calls. Aiba let his hands running on Sho’s chest, his fingers sliding under the thin white shirt before griping his lover’s wrists to put them above his head.
The kiss was wonderful-as always. However, to tell the truth, since the both of them were together, they had never gone beyond the kiss stage. Not that they didn’t want it, but the last time Sho’s fears or more precisely the ‘WOULD YOU STOP IT? I’M TELLING YOU IT WILL NEVER FIT!!!’ ended their little game.
Nevertheless, right now, Aiba was sure of himself: Sho wanted it! Why would he moan like that if he didn’t want it? He let go of Sho’s mouth and started to lean kisses all over the newscaster’s neck. Once he caught his breath-and secondarily his brain, Sho asked: “Wh-What’s…wrong with you?”
“Maple” Murmured Aiba into his right ear, the hot breath tickled him and sent shivers all over his body.
“Ma-Maple?” Repeated Sho totally lost but still trying to free him from Aiba’s hold.
“The way you said it…I can’t help myself. The recording seemed so long after that!” Confessed Aiba, his red lips running everywhere.
Sho felt his cheeks burning as he heard the confession. That stupid guest and his ‘ero-talk’! He knew it, he should have known it! Why was he the one who had to say something sounding erotic? WHY?! Now Masaki was all excited and the last time he was in this state he…Don’t think about it! Just…don’t think about it!
“You were so…cute, Sho-chan.” Said Aiba, pressing his body against his.
So cute things turn Aiba on? Wait a minute! CUTE?!
“Get off!” Said Sho, pushing Aiba with all his strength. Cute? Children are cute, tiny pets are cute, and some of their female guests are cute. But Sakurai Sho is not cute at all! He’s handsome, manly, smart, manly, a good rapper, manly, a sometimes not-so good dancer, manly, sexy, manly…did I mention he was manly?
“Aiba, I…”
But before Aiba could fear the anger in Sho’s voice and eyes, Nino entered the room and froze as he saw the scene: Aiba panting a bit in front of Sho’s bare chest-and marked neck. Two options were offered to Nino:
One: he could make fun of them right now.
Two: he could act as if nothing was wrong, let the story develop a little more and then make fun of them.
The second option was the best!
“Guys have you seen my DS?” He asked casually as he walked inside the room. The negative answer came quickly and Nino sixth sense told him it was better to leave. When the door closed, Aiba looked at Sho who haven’t moved, the anger always presents in his eye.
“Did I say something wrong Sho-chan? Or maybe you didn’t like it?” Asked Aiba, tears forming in the corner of his puppy eyes and his mouth trembling softly. In front of such a picture, even Sho could be angry at him anymore. The rapper sighed and run a hand through his hair, still a little pissed off.
“I…liked it…sort of. But yes, you said something wrong! I’m not…cu…cute!”
“Yes you are! You’re my cute Sho-chan!” Giggled Aiba, bringing closer the rapper. He wrapped his arms around Sho’s waist and purred into the other’s neck, brushing his cheek softly against Sho’s.
“Aiba-chan…” Sighed Sho, rubbing gently his lover’s back. “You’re not a cat…”
“Meow…I’m hungry…” Unfortunately, Sho only sighed once more and pushed Aiba away.
Cute talks don’t work. As Aiba was ready to try a new trick, the door opened again. This time it was MatsuJun’s turn. The youngest raised an eyebrow as he saw Aiba jumping back from Sho, and the latter clearing his throat before looking into his locker.
Something was wrong here.
But before he could ask what they were doing, an assistant called him, and with a grunt he left the room, leaving the two men alone again.
Without delay, Aiba clung to Sho who could notice that the ‘Maple effect’ was still working…hard!
“A-Aiba-chan?” Sho swallowed hard, the hot breath in the back of his neck was tickling and…No! No, no, NO!
“Sho-chan~” Called the husky voice in his back, the idol wrapped his arms around Sho’s chest and clung to him a little more. “I know I told you I would wait but…” Sho’s eyes went wide when he heard a soft moan from Aiba. Was he really THAT excited? Such a simple word would make his Masaki in this state?
“Sho-chan…At least…could you say it again? Please?” Begged Aiba as he made Sho facing him. A long silence filled the room. Aiba had his cheeks red and was biting softly his bottom lip, eyes half-closed. Sho, he, was absorbed in this lip, the way it was moving under those white teeth, the redness, how it was…tempting? And just like during the recording, Sho whispered: “…Maple…”
The newscaster was surprised by the power of the word ‘maple’- or maybe was it his voice? Because Aiba leaned closer, moaning once again, louder. The tallest brought his lips closer Sho’s ear and murmured: “If only you knew what I’m doing with you in my dreams…”
Sho swallowed hard again, his brain focused on what Aiba was telling him: the gestures, the cries he would make under Aiba’s touch- would he really beg for more as Aiba said? The latter bit softly his lover’s earlobe and grinned against the skin when he felt the tensed body against his.
At that moment, Aiba knew: Dirty talks work!
Unfortunately, their warm cocoon will be destroyed as they heard Ohno’s voice in the corridor. They both moved away- Sho’s hitting his nose against his locker’s door, and Masaki falling over the couch. They tried to act normally when their leader entered the room, but the look the man had, told them they had failed.
Little by little, the green room was filled with the two other members, and a heavy silence might have come with them. Everyone was looking at everyone- except Ohno who was looking…nowhere.
Nino smirked and with a casual tone he said: “Aah~ it was funny today! The cooking segment was great, right Oh-chan?!” The magician turned his head toward the other half of his duo and scratched his chin. “What did Sawamura-san make you say? Sesame…Sesame…”
“Sesame Daikon Sauce” Answered Ohno, strangely, his answered was again said in an erotic way. Sho and Aiba didn’t look at each other. So he was right! Nino’s smirk grew a little more and he focused on the newscaster again.
“And you Sho-chan? What was it again?”
“Ma-Maple…” Whispered Sho, his cheeks burning again. But it didn’t satisfied Nino. “Oh come on Sho-chan, say it like Riida!”
The rapper suddenly stood up from his sit and walked across the room until the bathroom’s door. His finger clenched around the doorknob, he planted his eyes in Aiba’s: “Maple.” He said in an erotic way before entering the bathroom.
117…118…119…120! Okay, now two minutes had passed since Sho had entered the room, it would be enough, right? And even if it wouldn’t save the appearances, Masaki couldn’t bear it anymore! He tried to stand up normally and headed for the bathroom. Without a word he entered.
Nino looked away and smiled. A victorious smile as he looked at MatsuJun. “Give me my DS back!”
“Being in the same room doesn’t mean they’ll go all the way…” Said Jun, running a hand through his hair. Nino grunted and looked at Ohno. “Oh-chan?”
The poor leader sighed and stood up. “Okay…I’ll go check…” And he thought that maybe, it would be better if he tell them they already know about…’Them’.
FIN
*****
I told you it was bad. I'm really sorry m(_ _)m
I don't feel well these days, I don't know what's wrong...
Anyway, thanks for reading as always, and again I'm sorry for this....
Comments are love<3
See you!