Fic: In a Little While (1/1) R
JE Fic
Title: In a Little While
Pairing: Akanishi Jin/Kamenashi Kazuya
Genre: RPF, slash, PWP
Rating: hard R
Wordcount: 1161
Summary: This is the sequel to "Out of the Ashes". The morning after.
A/N: I wrote this to cheer myself up, so it's just fluffy smut. And the title comes from the U2 song of the same name.
'In a little while / Surely you'll be mine/ In a little while I'll be there / In a little while / This hurt will hurt no more / I'll be home, love' - U2
"So was that your plan all along?" Jin asked with a lazy smile as he leaned on one elbow and looked down at Kame whose tousled hair spread out on the sunlit pillow. Kame's eyes were still closed, but his lips curved up as he rolled his head toward the sound of Jin's voice.
"What are you talking about?" Kame replied in a happy, drowsy voice.
"To come over here, dressed like that, get me drunk and seduce me..." Jin's fingers lightly traced the fullness of Kame's lower lip and then trailed down his throat.
Kame's eyes snapped open and one hand came up to arrest Jin's wrist as his hand paused at Kame's collarbone teasingly.
"What?"
"It was a great plan," Jin continued.
"It wasn't a plan!" Kame sputtered. "I didn't seduce you!"
Since he was immobilised by Kame, Jin leaned down for another method of attack and brushed his lips against Kame's very lightly.
"I think you did. You knew I always loved those jeans on you."
"What?"
"And when you wear dark blue...you know what that does to me..."
Kame stared up at him, speechless. "You're joking, right?"
Jin brushed his lips over the top of Kame's cheeks, first one and then the other. Kame shivered, but he didn't let go of Jin's wrist. Not yet.
"No, not joking," Jin breathed as he leaned in for another kiss. This time, not a brush. This time, a little harder. How do you like that, Kazu-chan?
"You seduced me," Kame protested breathlessly when Jin let him come up for air, but he'd already released Jin's wrist which had immediately begun a downward path, following the searching fingers that delved beneath the tangled sheets. Kame's cheeks were pink and his eyes sparkled.
Jin was beginning to enjoy himself as he watched Kame's eyes darken with a desire he couldn't hide when Jin's fingers reached the sharp hip bones. Jin was hard, had been hard - but Kame didn't know that yet. Jin held himself back from Kame just enough to save that until Kame was ready for him.
"No way," Jin mumbled into Kame's mouth, which now opened eagerly beneath his and he was gratified to feel Kame's fingers twine into his hair. Jin's breath hitched mid-kiss as Kame made that tiny sound - oh, god - that sound he'd always loved - and it was like a flaring match to dry, dry cotton. While he had wanted to go slow, Jin's control and teasing facade abruptly evaporated and he sank down against Kame in a savage, desirous kiss that tangled their tongues heedlessly. Jin sprawled over him and cradled Kame's head now with both hands and pulled him closer as they rolled against each other. Jin felt Kame's fingers tighten in his hair and it was like electric tendrils snaking down over him from the crown of his head - nothing subtle - no, no - until they curled over his bare shoulders and chest and he was hard, hard, hard, and damnit, it hurt.
"Kazu-" Jin gasped into Kame's mouth.
But Kame didn't respond, and it was like he'd read Jin's mind, for he disentangled himself from Jin's clutching fingers and the next thing he knew, Kame's hand was on him, and it was shockingly cool and wet, which unsurprisingly just make him even harder. Jin looked up at Kame who was now smiling down at him with a lopsided grin.
"You're so easy," Kame chuckled.
"So I was right!" Jin gasped against the very slow rhythmic motion of Kame's hand. Kame shook his head just as slowly.
"No, idiot. Listen carefully." Jin tried to do that, but between Kame's words and beneath Kame's firm, practiced hand, he was rapidly losing coherency. "I did not seduce you last night." Jin sucked in a ragged breath. "You seduced me. But," Kame continued softly as he watched Jin's eyes squeeze shut. He bent his head and brushed his lips against one brown nipple and enjoyed Jin's shudder.
"I fully intend to return the favor," Kame smiled and he withdrew his wet slick hand from Jin and lay down beside him. Jin rolled his head and looked at him for only a second without understanding, until he realized what Kame was offering. The blood rushed into his face and he felt lightheaded.
"Are you sure? I might be...too close. I don't know how slow I can go," Jin mumbled breathlessly as he pushed himself up and hovered over Kame, who only shrugged and that inelegant but eloquently casual motion was all the invitation Jin needed to wet his own hands and seize Kame and quickly prepare him. He hung onto each change that he evoked in Kame: the tiny winces when he was too rough in his eagerness, the parted lips, the skin shifting over the fine bones of Kame's face and the moans. Oh god, Jin loved to make Kame moan like that and it had been so fucking long.
"Kazu," he began, biting his lip anxiously.
"I'm ready," Kame breathed as he bent his knees and curled them up. Jin didn't need to be told again, and so he positioned himself and lifted Kame's hips and-
-they both cried out as Jin sank into him in a single, smooth glide. Kame's face was flushed, but his glittering eyes pinned Jin and wouldn't let him stop there.
"Move," Kame hissed, and so Jin did. And they moved together, as though there had been no time between this time and the last, so many months ago - they moved together in a beautiful, perfect rhythm that was unmarred by any awkwardness, or fear - it was untainted by anything but the harmony of two bodies and two hearts interwined in something warm and loving, and Jin could feel his orgasm building everywhere, like his skin contained only light that was bursting out against fragile seams and he could see that same expression on Kame's face, hear it in the sound of Kame's voice that licked at him, teased him and begged him to move faster, harder, more, more, more, just more until they both came, one after the other, and Jin felt like his heart would explode from the intensity of the orgasm that tore through him.
When Jin was finally able to move again, he rolled off Kame and they both curled instinctively toward each other, seeking out like blind children for something precious that was there between them now.
Jin sighed tiredly, but very happy as Kame's arm curved around him in a solid embrace. Kame was also smiling and that made Jin glow with a kind of fierce joy he hadn't felt in a while. Whatever this was that had so unexpectedly blossomed between them, Jin didn't care to dwell on it too much. Right now, this was so good. Right now, this was enough.
And just maybe, if they were both lucky...it might even be enough for later.
FIN
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Title: In a Little While
Pairing: Akanishi Jin/Kamenashi Kazuya
Genre: RPF, slash, PWP
Rating: hard R
Wordcount: 1161
Summary: This is the sequel to "Out of the Ashes". The morning after.
A/N: I wrote this to cheer myself up, so it's just fluffy smut. And the title comes from the U2 song of the same name.
'In a little while / Surely you'll be mine/ In a little while I'll be there / In a little while / This hurt will hurt no more / I'll be home, love' - U2
"So was that your plan all along?" Jin asked with a lazy smile as he leaned on one elbow and looked down at Kame whose tousled hair spread out on the sunlit pillow. Kame's eyes were still closed, but his lips curved up as he rolled his head toward the sound of Jin's voice.
"What are you talking about?" Kame replied in a happy, drowsy voice.
"To come over here, dressed like that, get me drunk and seduce me..." Jin's fingers lightly traced the fullness of Kame's lower lip and then trailed down his throat.
Kame's eyes snapped open and one hand came up to arrest Jin's wrist as his hand paused at Kame's collarbone teasingly.
"What?"
"It was a great plan," Jin continued.
"It wasn't a plan!" Kame sputtered. "I didn't seduce you!"
Since he was immobilised by Kame, Jin leaned down for another method of attack and brushed his lips against Kame's very lightly.
"I think you did. You knew I always loved those jeans on you."
"What?"
"And when you wear dark blue...you know what that does to me..."
Kame stared up at him, speechless. "You're joking, right?"
Jin brushed his lips over the top of Kame's cheeks, first one and then the other. Kame shivered, but he didn't let go of Jin's wrist. Not yet.
"No, not joking," Jin breathed as he leaned in for another kiss. This time, not a brush. This time, a little harder. How do you like that, Kazu-chan?
"You seduced me," Kame protested breathlessly when Jin let him come up for air, but he'd already released Jin's wrist which had immediately begun a downward path, following the searching fingers that delved beneath the tangled sheets. Kame's cheeks were pink and his eyes sparkled.
Jin was beginning to enjoy himself as he watched Kame's eyes darken with a desire he couldn't hide when Jin's fingers reached the sharp hip bones. Jin was hard, had been hard - but Kame didn't know that yet. Jin held himself back from Kame just enough to save that until Kame was ready for him.
"No way," Jin mumbled into Kame's mouth, which now opened eagerly beneath his and he was gratified to feel Kame's fingers twine into his hair. Jin's breath hitched mid-kiss as Kame made that tiny sound - oh, god - that sound he'd always loved - and it was like a flaring match to dry, dry cotton. While he had wanted to go slow, Jin's control and teasing facade abruptly evaporated and he sank down against Kame in a savage, desirous kiss that tangled their tongues heedlessly. Jin sprawled over him and cradled Kame's head now with both hands and pulled him closer as they rolled against each other. Jin felt Kame's fingers tighten in his hair and it was like electric tendrils snaking down over him from the crown of his head - nothing subtle - no, no - until they curled over his bare shoulders and chest and he was hard, hard, hard, and damnit, it hurt.
"Kazu-" Jin gasped into Kame's mouth.
But Kame didn't respond, and it was like he'd read Jin's mind, for he disentangled himself from Jin's clutching fingers and the next thing he knew, Kame's hand was on him, and it was shockingly cool and wet, which unsurprisingly just make him even harder. Jin looked up at Kame who was now smiling down at him with a lopsided grin.
"You're so easy," Kame chuckled.
"So I was right!" Jin gasped against the very slow rhythmic motion of Kame's hand. Kame shook his head just as slowly.
"No, idiot. Listen carefully." Jin tried to do that, but between Kame's words and beneath Kame's firm, practiced hand, he was rapidly losing coherency. "I did not seduce you last night." Jin sucked in a ragged breath. "You seduced me. But," Kame continued softly as he watched Jin's eyes squeeze shut. He bent his head and brushed his lips against one brown nipple and enjoyed Jin's shudder.
"I fully intend to return the favor," Kame smiled and he withdrew his wet slick hand from Jin and lay down beside him. Jin rolled his head and looked at him for only a second without understanding, until he realized what Kame was offering. The blood rushed into his face and he felt lightheaded.
"Are you sure? I might be...too close. I don't know how slow I can go," Jin mumbled breathlessly as he pushed himself up and hovered over Kame, who only shrugged and that inelegant but eloquently casual motion was all the invitation Jin needed to wet his own hands and seize Kame and quickly prepare him. He hung onto each change that he evoked in Kame: the tiny winces when he was too rough in his eagerness, the parted lips, the skin shifting over the fine bones of Kame's face and the moans. Oh god, Jin loved to make Kame moan like that and it had been so fucking long.
"Kazu," he began, biting his lip anxiously.
"I'm ready," Kame breathed as he bent his knees and curled them up. Jin didn't need to be told again, and so he positioned himself and lifted Kame's hips and-
-they both cried out as Jin sank into him in a single, smooth glide. Kame's face was flushed, but his glittering eyes pinned Jin and wouldn't let him stop there.
"Move," Kame hissed, and so Jin did. And they moved together, as though there had been no time between this time and the last, so many months ago - they moved together in a beautiful, perfect rhythm that was unmarred by any awkwardness, or fear - it was untainted by anything but the harmony of two bodies and two hearts interwined in something warm and loving, and Jin could feel his orgasm building everywhere, like his skin contained only light that was bursting out against fragile seams and he could see that same expression on Kame's face, hear it in the sound of Kame's voice that licked at him, teased him and begged him to move faster, harder, more, more, more, just more until they both came, one after the other, and Jin felt like his heart would explode from the intensity of the orgasm that tore through him.
When Jin was finally able to move again, he rolled off Kame and they both curled instinctively toward each other, seeking out like blind children for something precious that was there between them now.
Jin sighed tiredly, but very happy as Kame's arm curved around him in a solid embrace. Kame was also smiling and that made Jin glow with a kind of fierce joy he hadn't felt in a while. Whatever this was that had so unexpectedly blossomed between them, Jin didn't care to dwell on it too much. Right now, this was so good. Right now, this was enough.
And just maybe, if they were both lucky...it might even be enough for later.
FIN
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