get your freak on ∞ JE kink/smut anonymeme
JE Kink/Smut AnonyMeme 2008
Start your year off right with some crazy idolboy smut.
Format:
Pretty free. Just make sure you put who you want, what you want, and how you want it. Yeah, that's supposed to sound dirty. Hay look, copypasta:
Who I want:
What I want:
How I want it:
Rules1) Anon is fine. Not anon is fine. Funnier if you're anon ( Read more... )
Start your year off right with some crazy idolboy smut.
Format:
Pretty free. Just make sure you put who you want, what you want, and how you want it. Yeah, that's supposed to sound dirty. Hay look, copypasta:
Who I want:
What I want:
How I want it:
Rules1) Anon is fine. Not anon is fine. Funnier if you're anon ( Read more... )
"I think Sho-chan would be a great model, ne," Ohno explained slowly, as if he was afraid Sho wouldn't quite understand the second time either, "We've all had lots of experience and you're pretty calm, so you could keep still for awhile."
"I'm more concerned about the bit where you said nudity," Sho said wearily, rubbing the back of his hand over his eyes.
"Well, you do have great muscle definition," Ohno chirped.
*
It all felt rather surreal, Sho thought, and he still couldn't really believe that he had agreed to do it (conditional that no, Aiba-chan could not watch and Nino was never, ever, ever to know about this). He paced around his living room restlessly in a fluffy, oversized bathrobe while Ohno sat cross-legged on his sofa, calmly setting up his supplies on Sho's table.
"Just relax," Ohno interrupted after a few minutes, "I want you to look comfortable."
"I am not comfortable," Sho glared, "I am about to strip naked so you can stare at me for an hour and then imprint the fact that I ever did this on paper. What part of that is supposed to relax me?"
"I know you're doing this for me, even though you don't want to," Ohno's eyes were surprisingly warm and sympathetic, "And I'm grateful for that, Sho-chan. You don't have to worry about anything."
Sho's shoulders unhunched a little and he sighed. "Where do you want me?"
*
Twenty minutes later, Sho still felt as tense as a coiled spring, though he was slowly growing used to the whole situation. Ohno had him posing half-lying down, half-sitting on a colorful rug he had brought with him. It was soft and cozy and that helped him relax, a little.
Even so, he couldn't help but be constantly aware of the way Ohno's eyes kept sweeping over his body, half-lidded and swift, sometimes lingering for a moment before concentrating on his sketch pad. It was strangely - well, erotic, the way that Ohno was watching him so carefully, so thoroughly, examining every inch of his bare skin with reverence and appreciation.
Sho shivered a little, even though he had turned the thermostat up to sauna-like temperatures in anticipation of his Adventure Without Underwear.
"You can move around a bit if you're getting stiff," Ohno said helpfully.
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"There," Ohno said, mostly to himself and Sho let out a sigh of relief, untwisting his legs from their cramped sideways position and stretching a little as he stood up.
"I didn't think it would take so long," Sho stretched his arms above his head, reveling in his regained freedom of movement. "Ah, that feels good."
"Sho is very interesting to watch," Ohno shrugged, still staring down at his sketch, forehead furrowed, "There's a lot to think about."
"Uh." Sho has never been the artistic type, but he's pretty sure that everyone's about the same under their clothes, anatomically-speaking. "That's...good to hear. Can I see it?"
"Yeah, absolutely," Ohno patted the space on the couch next to him and Sho grabbed his bathrobe from where he had slung it over a chair, draping it over his shoulders and hugging it around himself as he perched tentatively next to Ohno, peering at the sketchbook.
Ohno's sketch was simple and powerfully rendered, all lines and shadows sketched with a quick furiousity. Sho felt himself blushing as he stared at the drawing - himself, staring out of the window with a serious, thoughtful expression, his body lounging sideways and half-upright, each detail recorded with an almost life-giving accuracy, from the fullness of his lips to the dark shadows of his groin and the long, powerfully-muscled curves of his legs.
It was undeniably him and there was something very intimate about the sketch, the perspective seeming faraway, like a lover gazing back into memory.
"Thanks, Leader," Sho said softly, kissing Ohno on the cheek. Ohno's eyes wrinkled at the corners with delight.
"I've wanted to draw you for awhile." Ohno set the sketchpad onto the table, leaning back and relaxing against Sho's side. "It took me forever to figure out how to convince you. But Sho-chan is better if you approach him directly after all, huh."
"For the most part," Sho admitted. He slung an arm around Ohno, pulling him closer. "Thank you. A lot. I didn't want to do this, but you really put a lot of work into it. I don't know if I deserve it, but it feels...nice to be thought of like that."
Ohno turned sideways in Sho's cuddle, reaching arms around to hold him tightly and slipping one arm beneath Sho's bathrobe, hands cool against Sho's warm skin. He tucked his head under Sho's chin, "You're welcome. It's a good drawing. I was right, you're a perfect model. Everyone will think it's really hot."
"No one is ever going to see it," Sho reminded him sternly, "Ever."
"Except me," Ohno smiled secretively, before stretching up to kiss Sho.
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Ohno shifted so that he was straddling Sho's legs, not even breaking the kiss as he settled in Sho's lap, rolling his hips against Sho's in a rhythm designed to make Sho's bones melt and left him clutching at Ohno's backside hard enough to leave fingerprint bruises through Ohno's jeans.
"You're unfairly overdressed," Sho gasped, breaking the kiss.
"Keep complaining," Ohno shrugged, eyes half-slit with pleasure as he nimbly shoved Sho's bathrobe off his shoulders and grasped Sho's cock with his hand and gave a long stroke, his palm still cool and fingers rough with pencil calluses.
Sho groaned, grabbing Ohno by the shirt collar and pulling him close for another kiss, shuddering as they moved against each other, Ohno setting the pace and Sho reading his rhythm, like they had so many times on stage.
They cuddled together on the couch long afterwards, Sho sleepily stroking a hand through Ohno's spiky fringe while Ohno napped, shirtless and comfortable, on top of him, until Sho finally managed to rouse him with promises to treat him to ramen.
"You're thanking me a lot for someone who didn't like the idea in the first place," Ohno yawned as they slid on their shoes, getting ready to go out. "It wasn't such a big deal. You didn't even squirm as much as MatsuJun."
*
epilogue:
When all of Arashi were told the news of Ohno's public art exhibit, Sho turned pale.
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ILUSM ANON-SAN!!!
The way OHno got Sho to pose, Sho's reluctance to pose, The Bath Robe ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
The condition that aiba could not watch had me giggling with glee and the last line was awesome!!!
And the epilogue was BRILLANT!!! KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA OMG I want to see naked Sho in ohno's art exhibit.
sorry for the overuse of caps and exclamation points XD
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[Sho to] Ohno-kun: You’re truly always working hard on creating works, aren’t you? I think those works of genius are amazing and I just can’t compare with them. Therefore, make a piece for me, too (laugh).
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