Don't Bully the Bassist
Title: Don't Bully the Bassist
Chapter: Oneshot
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: ReitaxAoi
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: MxM, sex, oral, spanking,
Summary: Aoi always messes with Reita live.
Disclaimer: The people aren't mine. Or the hotel.
Comment: Aoi basically handed me this one on a silver platter. Based on what has been happening so far on this tour (refer to traumarajio.twitter), combined with how much weird shit Aoi has done to Reita during lives. I mean seriously. Aoi. What.
“What do you mean, 'just for fun'?”
Aoi rolled his eyes. Reita hadn't been talking to him since the live ended, that is, until they had reached the hotel, said good night to their bandmates and headed to their rooms. Then Reita had started yelling at him, all because of a small... joke.
“It was just fanservice, Rei. I always do some weird shit to you live.”
“Sure, but nearly pushing me off the stage? Second day in a row?” Reita was practically growling now, while Aoi fished the key-card to his room out of his bag. “What if I really did fall off the stage?”
“I would have caught you if that was the case. Come on, Reita. Chill out man.” Aoi unlocked the door and entered his room, not the slightest bit surprised that Reita followed him inside. The lock clicked in place, Aoi dumped his bag on the floor and was about to head for the shower when he was slammed into the wall, his hands held above his head in a tight grip.
“Chill. Out. Man?” Reita was fuming, glaring at Aoi in a manner that told him he would have brutally murdered him if it wasn't for the fact that they needed a second guitarist. “Chill out?”
“Just calm the fuck dow-”
“I will not calm down!” Reita immediately realised that he shouldn't be screaming in a hotel, and when he spoke again, it was in a hissing whisper. “You don't get to push me around however you want and then tell me to 'chill out' afterwards.”
“Okay, fine, I'm sorry, I won't do it again.” Aoi bit his lip against any sarcastic remarks, wincing as Reita let go of his hands and gripped his hair, tugging his head backwards and forcing him to his knees.
“Show me how sorry you are.” Giving his hair another tug for good measure, Reita stared down at Aoi, whose eyes had widened so much he looked almost comical. “Make me forgive you.”
Taking the hint, Aoi scrambled to unfasten Reita's trousers, sliding them and his underwear down to his thighs. He wrapped his hand around the base of Reita's dick, guiding the tip to his mouth and wrapping his lips around it. He sucked lightly on the head, circling it with his tongue.
Reita grinned at how eagerly Aoi complied, stroking his cheek with his thumb before slapping him, making Aoi grunt in surprise. “Is that how you apologise properly?”
Aoi pulled back to take a deep breath, stroking the base of Reita's cock. This time, he slid past the head, relaxing his throat and moving further down, until his lips touched his hand. He sucked hard, bobbing his head up and down and hollowing his cheeks. His tongue rubbed against the underside, and his free hand came up to fondle Reita's balls, massaging them gently.
Reita's breathing was picking up, and his mouth fell open as he watched Aoi suck him off, pants and grunts leaving him as Aoi used his every trick to bring him closer to orgasm. Fed up with the slow pace Aoi was setting, Reita wrenched his hand from his dick and thrust his hips, forcing himself down Aoi's throat.
Fighting his gag reflex, Aoi's hands fell limp against his sides as he let Reita fuck his mouth, stilling completely. The last thing he wanted to do now was piss Reita off any more, thus he simply let Reita do whatever he wanted to his mouth, keeping obediently silent. Reita was setting the pace now, making it clear that he was the one in charge. If he wanted to go fast, he would, regardless of what Aoi did.
“You're going to swallow, aren't you? Of course you are. You're such a hungry little cockslut.” Reita knew his words would sting, but he was far too angry to care. His thrusts were getting faster and he threw his head back and groaned as he came, using his grip on Aoi's hair to keep his head still, spilling his come down Aoi's throat.
Aoi swallowed as fast as he could, but he couldn't stop a few drops from spilling out the corner of his mouth, trickling down to his chin. Reita pulled out of his mouth, crouching down in front of him to lick the stray drops off his face, and Aoi opened his eyes and met Reita's furious glare.
Reita pulled his boxers back on, but left the jeans on the ground. “I'm not sure I've quite forgiven you yet.” He walked over to the bed and sat down, patting his thighs. “Strip and get over here.”
Hastily removing his clothes, Aoi lay down in Reita's lap, crossing his arms on his back. Reita gripped his wrists in one hand, holding them tightly as he raised his hand and delivered a harsh smack to Aoi's ass. Not giving Aoi any time to adjust, Reita hit the other cheek almost instantly, alternating sides and trying to hit as much of the pale skin as he could. Aoi was squirming in his lap, yelping with each blow, his dick fully hard and squeezed painfully between his own stomach and Reita's legs.
Reita continued spanking him until Aoi's ass was nice and red, stroking the skin and feeling it burn under his touch. His own palm was a little sore as well, but not nearly as much as Aoi must have been. “Have you had enough?” Aoi nodded hastily, and Reita gave him another light smack. He stuck three fingers into his mouth, coating them in saliva before bluntly forcing two inside Aoi's ass, successfully making him cry out. “Beg me to fuck you.”
Aoi swallowed the lump in his throat, opening his mouth to speak, but just as he was about to do so, Reita hooked his fingers and pressed the tips against Aoi's prostate, drowning out anything he was about to say in a wanton moan. “What did you say, Aoi? I can't quite hear you.” Furrowing his brows, Aoi tried again, managing only one vowel before Reita did the same again, and his words were lost in pleasured mewls. “You're going to have to speak up.”
“Please fu- ah!” Reita had slipped his third finger inside Aoi's ass, and was now thrusting them in and out, scissoring them to stretch his hole further. “Fuck me!” Aoi nearly yelled, thrusting his hips back against Reita's fingers. “Please, I need you inside me so bad.”
“How bad?” There was a grin evident in Reita's voice, clearly he wasn't done teasing Aoi.
Aoi was quite certain he would burst if he didn't come soon, his dick was steadily leaking precum, and he moaned as Reita's fingers found his prostate again. “I'm burning up, please Rei, just fuck me. I'll do anything.”
“Good boy.” Releasing Aoi's hands and slipping his fingers out of his ass, Reita nudged Aoi off his lap. “Get on the bed.” By the time he had removed the rest of his clothes and retrieved a condom from Aoi's bag, Aoi was lying on his back on the bed, holding his knees to his shoulders, thighs spread apart, watching Reita with lust-filled eyes.
Sliding the condom on his dick, Reita knelt on the bed in front of Aoi, hooking his legs over his shoulders and pushing his cock into Aoi's ass, both of them moaning as Reita buried himself to the hilt. Neither of them were keen on waiting too long, and Reita started thrusting in and out of his ass, setting a fast pace. They were moaning in unison, Aoi's fingers digging into his thighs, holding on for dear life as he slid on the bed, Reita fucking him hard and fast.
Aoi came not too long after, spurting cum between their stomachs as he closed his eyes in bliss. Reita continued ramming into his ass, trying to make it last as long as he could, but eventually he came as well. His dick pulsed inside Aoi's ass and his hips jerked as he moaned deep in his throat.
Throwing the condom in the trashbin, Reita wiped the come off Aoi with some napkins, tossing them away as well. He turned off the light and slid into bed next to Aoi, not bothering to get back to his own room, and pulled the duvet over them. The room was silent for a good couple of minutes, until Aoi's timid voice filled it again.
“You're not still mad?”
“A little.” Reita rolled over on his side and sighed deeply, sifting his fingers through Aoi's hair. “But it's okay, because I will get my revenge.”
Aoi's eyes shot open and he stared fearfully at Reita. “What do you mean?”
“For the next concert, you're going to wear a thong.” Aoi furrowed his brows and was about to protest, but Reita silenced him with a rough kiss. His tongue slipped inside Aoi's mouth briefly, and he bit Aoi's lower lip as he pulled away. “You said you'd do anything if I fucked you.”
Indeed, he did. Aoi regretted that now, but it was too late to take it back. In stead, he pouted sulkily, making Reita chuckle and pull him closer, wrapping his arm around his waist. Aoi snuggled his head into the crook of Reita's shoulder, closing his eyes and relaxing into the warm embrace. A thong, huh? That meant not only would he be slightly uncomfortable for the duration of the live, he would be reminded of Reita every time he moved too much. Oh well, he supposed it was only fair enough.
Aoi had almost fallen asleep when he was jerked back to consciousness by Reita's sleepy voice. “And of course,” he mumbled, dozing off himself. “I'm going to fuck you hard and fast after the live.”
Aoi grinned into Reita's arm. He already couldn't wait.
Chapter: Oneshot
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: ReitaxAoi
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: MxM, sex, oral, spanking,
Summary: Aoi always messes with Reita live.
Disclaimer: The people aren't mine. Or the hotel.
Comment: Aoi basically handed me this one on a silver platter. Based on what has been happening so far on this tour (refer to traumarajio.twitter), combined with how much weird shit Aoi has done to Reita during lives. I mean seriously. Aoi. What.
“What do you mean, 'just for fun'?”
Aoi rolled his eyes. Reita hadn't been talking to him since the live ended, that is, until they had reached the hotel, said good night to their bandmates and headed to their rooms. Then Reita had started yelling at him, all because of a small... joke.
“It was just fanservice, Rei. I always do some weird shit to you live.”
“Sure, but nearly pushing me off the stage? Second day in a row?” Reita was practically growling now, while Aoi fished the key-card to his room out of his bag. “What if I really did fall off the stage?”
“I would have caught you if that was the case. Come on, Reita. Chill out man.” Aoi unlocked the door and entered his room, not the slightest bit surprised that Reita followed him inside. The lock clicked in place, Aoi dumped his bag on the floor and was about to head for the shower when he was slammed into the wall, his hands held above his head in a tight grip.
“Chill. Out. Man?” Reita was fuming, glaring at Aoi in a manner that told him he would have brutally murdered him if it wasn't for the fact that they needed a second guitarist. “Chill out?”
“Just calm the fuck dow-”
“I will not calm down!” Reita immediately realised that he shouldn't be screaming in a hotel, and when he spoke again, it was in a hissing whisper. “You don't get to push me around however you want and then tell me to 'chill out' afterwards.”
“Okay, fine, I'm sorry, I won't do it again.” Aoi bit his lip against any sarcastic remarks, wincing as Reita let go of his hands and gripped his hair, tugging his head backwards and forcing him to his knees.
“Show me how sorry you are.” Giving his hair another tug for good measure, Reita stared down at Aoi, whose eyes had widened so much he looked almost comical. “Make me forgive you.”
Taking the hint, Aoi scrambled to unfasten Reita's trousers, sliding them and his underwear down to his thighs. He wrapped his hand around the base of Reita's dick, guiding the tip to his mouth and wrapping his lips around it. He sucked lightly on the head, circling it with his tongue.
Reita grinned at how eagerly Aoi complied, stroking his cheek with his thumb before slapping him, making Aoi grunt in surprise. “Is that how you apologise properly?”
Aoi pulled back to take a deep breath, stroking the base of Reita's cock. This time, he slid past the head, relaxing his throat and moving further down, until his lips touched his hand. He sucked hard, bobbing his head up and down and hollowing his cheeks. His tongue rubbed against the underside, and his free hand came up to fondle Reita's balls, massaging them gently.
Reita's breathing was picking up, and his mouth fell open as he watched Aoi suck him off, pants and grunts leaving him as Aoi used his every trick to bring him closer to orgasm. Fed up with the slow pace Aoi was setting, Reita wrenched his hand from his dick and thrust his hips, forcing himself down Aoi's throat.
Fighting his gag reflex, Aoi's hands fell limp against his sides as he let Reita fuck his mouth, stilling completely. The last thing he wanted to do now was piss Reita off any more, thus he simply let Reita do whatever he wanted to his mouth, keeping obediently silent. Reita was setting the pace now, making it clear that he was the one in charge. If he wanted to go fast, he would, regardless of what Aoi did.
“You're going to swallow, aren't you? Of course you are. You're such a hungry little cockslut.” Reita knew his words would sting, but he was far too angry to care. His thrusts were getting faster and he threw his head back and groaned as he came, using his grip on Aoi's hair to keep his head still, spilling his come down Aoi's throat.
Aoi swallowed as fast as he could, but he couldn't stop a few drops from spilling out the corner of his mouth, trickling down to his chin. Reita pulled out of his mouth, crouching down in front of him to lick the stray drops off his face, and Aoi opened his eyes and met Reita's furious glare.
Reita pulled his boxers back on, but left the jeans on the ground. “I'm not sure I've quite forgiven you yet.” He walked over to the bed and sat down, patting his thighs. “Strip and get over here.”
Hastily removing his clothes, Aoi lay down in Reita's lap, crossing his arms on his back. Reita gripped his wrists in one hand, holding them tightly as he raised his hand and delivered a harsh smack to Aoi's ass. Not giving Aoi any time to adjust, Reita hit the other cheek almost instantly, alternating sides and trying to hit as much of the pale skin as he could. Aoi was squirming in his lap, yelping with each blow, his dick fully hard and squeezed painfully between his own stomach and Reita's legs.
Reita continued spanking him until Aoi's ass was nice and red, stroking the skin and feeling it burn under his touch. His own palm was a little sore as well, but not nearly as much as Aoi must have been. “Have you had enough?” Aoi nodded hastily, and Reita gave him another light smack. He stuck three fingers into his mouth, coating them in saliva before bluntly forcing two inside Aoi's ass, successfully making him cry out. “Beg me to fuck you.”
Aoi swallowed the lump in his throat, opening his mouth to speak, but just as he was about to do so, Reita hooked his fingers and pressed the tips against Aoi's prostate, drowning out anything he was about to say in a wanton moan. “What did you say, Aoi? I can't quite hear you.” Furrowing his brows, Aoi tried again, managing only one vowel before Reita did the same again, and his words were lost in pleasured mewls. “You're going to have to speak up.”
“Please fu- ah!” Reita had slipped his third finger inside Aoi's ass, and was now thrusting them in and out, scissoring them to stretch his hole further. “Fuck me!” Aoi nearly yelled, thrusting his hips back against Reita's fingers. “Please, I need you inside me so bad.”
“How bad?” There was a grin evident in Reita's voice, clearly he wasn't done teasing Aoi.
Aoi was quite certain he would burst if he didn't come soon, his dick was steadily leaking precum, and he moaned as Reita's fingers found his prostate again. “I'm burning up, please Rei, just fuck me. I'll do anything.”
“Good boy.” Releasing Aoi's hands and slipping his fingers out of his ass, Reita nudged Aoi off his lap. “Get on the bed.” By the time he had removed the rest of his clothes and retrieved a condom from Aoi's bag, Aoi was lying on his back on the bed, holding his knees to his shoulders, thighs spread apart, watching Reita with lust-filled eyes.
Sliding the condom on his dick, Reita knelt on the bed in front of Aoi, hooking his legs over his shoulders and pushing his cock into Aoi's ass, both of them moaning as Reita buried himself to the hilt. Neither of them were keen on waiting too long, and Reita started thrusting in and out of his ass, setting a fast pace. They were moaning in unison, Aoi's fingers digging into his thighs, holding on for dear life as he slid on the bed, Reita fucking him hard and fast.
Aoi came not too long after, spurting cum between their stomachs as he closed his eyes in bliss. Reita continued ramming into his ass, trying to make it last as long as he could, but eventually he came as well. His dick pulsed inside Aoi's ass and his hips jerked as he moaned deep in his throat.
Throwing the condom in the trashbin, Reita wiped the come off Aoi with some napkins, tossing them away as well. He turned off the light and slid into bed next to Aoi, not bothering to get back to his own room, and pulled the duvet over them. The room was silent for a good couple of minutes, until Aoi's timid voice filled it again.
“You're not still mad?”
“A little.” Reita rolled over on his side and sighed deeply, sifting his fingers through Aoi's hair. “But it's okay, because I will get my revenge.”
Aoi's eyes shot open and he stared fearfully at Reita. “What do you mean?”
“For the next concert, you're going to wear a thong.” Aoi furrowed his brows and was about to protest, but Reita silenced him with a rough kiss. His tongue slipped inside Aoi's mouth briefly, and he bit Aoi's lower lip as he pulled away. “You said you'd do anything if I fucked you.”
Indeed, he did. Aoi regretted that now, but it was too late to take it back. In stead, he pouted sulkily, making Reita chuckle and pull him closer, wrapping his arm around his waist. Aoi snuggled his head into the crook of Reita's shoulder, closing his eyes and relaxing into the warm embrace. A thong, huh? That meant not only would he be slightly uncomfortable for the duration of the live, he would be reminded of Reita every time he moved too much. Oh well, he supposed it was only fair enough.
Aoi had almost fallen asleep when he was jerked back to consciousness by Reita's sleepy voice. “And of course,” he mumbled, dozing off himself. “I'm going to fuck you hard and fast after the live.”
Aoi grinned into Reita's arm. He already couldn't wait.