[Fanfiction - The GazettE] An Apple A Day . . . Ruki/Kai Oneshot
Title: An Apple A Day...
Author: sorrowofanangel
Genre: Romance, sex, fluff(ish)
Band: The GazettE Pairing(s): Kai x Ruki/ Ruki x Kai
WARNINGS: Strong language, scenes of a sexual nature, blowjob, Kai cuteness xD
DISCLAIMER: Yes, I own them. In fact Kai's in my kitchen right now (huhuhuu~) No, I don't own them o.e
Rating: NC-17
Synopsis: "Ruki hates being sick. Even more so when Kai insists on fussing over him hand and foot. Kai's home remedies may be good but can Ruki prepare himself for what the drummer has in store?..."
Note: This is to comfort you all about Ruki's condition - I'm pret-ty sure he's in good hands xD Dedicated to the lovely yoshilei for putting forward the idea! I just hope you enjoy *ish nervous* xD
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Sick. He felt so fucking sick.
So much that Ruki felt he could throw up right here and now.
That was... if Kai’s stupid home remedy for upset stomachs hadn’t worked so wonderfully,
“I hope you’re asleep young man!”
Ruki curses under his breath, the other man having tucked him in so tight that he was sweating the equivalent of a swimming pool underneath the bed covers,
“Kai, I’ve told you a thousand times that I’m fine!”
Crap. He forgot he’d lost his voice.
The sleeve of his hoodie collects the smear of moisture across his forehead and Ruki tries to sit up, feeling incredibly hot and just wanting something to cool him down,
“Uh-uh where do you think you’re going?”
Ruki freezes with the duvet halfway across his body, his feet almost to the floor as Kai stands at the bedroom door with a scowl; a bowl of steaming soup held tight in both hands.
Ruki already feels his stomach churn, not another one...
Kai says nothing, setting the bowl on the table beside Ruki’s bed before padding his way over to the blonde man’s side,
“Geez, Ruki, are you purposely trying to kill yourself?” the brunette sighs, pushing Ruki’s body back underneath again,
“But I’m -“ Ruki tries to whisper,
“No. I won’t hear any more excuses.” Kai holds up a finger, “You need to rest that voice of yours. And I’m not leaving until you’re better again!”
Ruki rolled his eyes out of the brunette’s sight. Ever since he met him, he knew Kai was protective of his friends; to an extent that was a wonderful thing but... in cases such as these, Ruki hadn’t had a moment of peace ever since he’d come down with the illness.
All he wanted was to be left alone. A-l-o-n-e. So he could wallow in his own self pity and vomit in the comfort of his own home whenever he wanted to.
With Kai around 24/7 at Ruki’s disapproval, no such wish came granted to him,
“Now come on, eat up.” Kai said brightly, pushing the bowl into Ruki’s sweating hands.
His stomach gurgled as he gazed down at the pea green liquid, bits of chicken floating on top and for one awful moment he actually did think he was going to be sick there and then,
“Ruki...” Kai said lowly, the blonde having stared into the bowl for some time now, “Am I going to have to spoon feed you like last time?”
Ruki’s watering eyes scrolled up; for some reason feeling something in his chest flutter a touch.
What he wanted to know was why. He felt like death approaching and Kai fussing over him was only making things worse,
“I’m not hungry.” he whispered; the most his voice could manage, pushing the bowl back into Kai’s hands.
He watched as the other man pouted a touch, shuffling closer to Ruki on the bed,
“Then... what will make you hungry?” Kai whispered, and to Ruki’s upmost surprise, he placed the soup gently on the floor - not forcing it down his throat like he had done in the past few days,
“K-Kai?” Ruki stammered, his hair meeting the headboard as Kai pressed closer, a beautifully warm hand caressing the blonde’s cheek,
“Come on, I won’t bite.” Kai smiles and nibbles his lip playfully; Ruki feeling a sudden nausea gripping him that, for once, wasn’t from the virus,
“Y-You’ll... get infected if you carry on.” Ruki’s clothes stuck to him through the increasing perspiration; a pressure on his groin making him jolt.
Kai’s lips brushed against his own, causing a gasp to erupt from the smaller man; completely submitted beneath Kai’s increasingly eager form,
“Kai... I mean it,” Ruki panted, running out of room to inch away from the other, lost in a question that made his mind run in circles.
What the hell was Kai doing?
“I don’t care...” Kai breathed, his thumb collecting the sweat trickling from Ruki’s brow.
No matter how confused he was by this, it definitely didn’t stop him watching mesmerised as Kai licked it, sucking the skin in such an arousing manner; his tongue snaking out to swirl round the nail.
He hated himself for it, but Ruki felt himself grow hard underneath the covers, letting himself shudder against Kai’s chest now pressed firmly against his own,
“Kai... what are yo-?”
“- Shh... don’t talk.” Kai murmurs, Ruki flinching as his hand slides further down his trousers, “You need to rest your voice...”
“Kai...” Ruki’s teeth grinded together, his fists clenching against the sheets either side of him, trying not to focus on the finger that was tugging against the band of his underwear.
If he thought his temperature was sky high earlier, Ruki couldn’t even imagine what degree his body must be at right now, Kai above him seeming oblivious to the fact that he could gain an infection or fall just as sick himself by doing this.
Perhaps the lust was making him so ignorant, and Ruki let a slight feeling of annoyance slip through the cracks in his weakness to the drummer; realising Kai was most likely taking advantage of Ruki’s state right now. Ill, weak, defenceless, sleepy... Kai was holding him in the palm of his hands.
But Ruki was too sick to be pissed at him,
“Okay, Kai... you’ve had your fun.” he croaks, his hands slipping as he tried to push the other away, his grip so weak that he failed time and time again.
To his despair Kai just sighed, Ruki’s heart pumping faster than ever before when he leaned in to press moist lips to the base of the vocalist’s neck,
“You look so cute when you’re sick.” the brunette sighs, but Ruki’s eyebrows furrow in vexation,
“Gee thanks...” he scowled, as best as he could past the whispers, “Just take pleasure from my suffering why don’t you?”
Kai pulls back, his lips pursing to the side in such a delectable moue,
“You want me to stop?” he purrs, skilful fingers playing with the knotted strands of Ruki’s hair; neglected and unwashed for a few days now,
“I... I don’t know.” Ruki bit his lip, feeling a blush creep over his cheeks redundantly, “It’s just that I... you... I mean -“
Kai shakes his head softly, pressing a finger against Ruki’s lips the more he stutters,
“I just want to make you feel better.” he whispers, his lips poised so closely against Ruki’s own that make his words all the more seductive; Ruki feeling the flutter in his chest expand, sending the sickness away... even if that fever of his had escalated at an alarming rate in the last couple of minutes.
The forgotten feeling of Kai’s hand down his pants was soon remembered as the drummer decided to pick up where he left off, inching past Ruki’s underwear and coursing down below for that hidden treasure Ruki was reluctant to show,
“No, Kai... stop it.” Ruki tried to say, breathing heavier and heavier the more Kai was in control, ignoring Ruki’s silent pleas to lavish the vocalist’s neck with attention; his fingers working magic of their own down below.
Ruki felt the pleasurable friction. Oh, he felt it. He embraced and hated it at the same time,
“K-Kai... don’t... just sto- ah...”
Ruki’s body twitched under the drummer’s own, Kai’s toned arms pinning him down so expertly - Ruki had never assumed him to be the controlling type in bed. At band meeting and practices he’d always seemed shy. Getting bullied by the others willingly, taking insults with a smile - the pushover of the group.
Ruki figured he’d have to rethink some things...
The blonde was panting, trying so hard not to give in to Kai’s demands, his fingers working faster now, stroking up and down in soft movements that was driving Ruki crazy, grunting all the more with each pump erupting from the drummer’s hand,
“Hey, you need to rest that voice...” Kai soothes softly, his head lifting up a touch to look Ruki in the eye, sporting a tender smile before it was connected against the soft flesh of Ruki’s lips.
The vocalist gasped, Kai’s sweet taste taking him by surprise, and he sighed against his tongue.
Well, if Kai got sick... it was his own damn fault.
Ruki’s hand stayed clenched by his sides, almost forgetting the miserable sulky state his illness had reduced him to, focused only on Kai’s warm hands sending the shivers of his fever away,
“Kai...” Ruki breathes, the next words blocked by Kai’s lips replaced against his own once more, his hand moving faster underneath the covers, sending a pleasure coursing down Ruki’s spine that he hadn’t felt in so long,
“Oh Kai...” he whispered again, Kai laughing softly above him, bending down to rub their noses together,
“Look at you...” he purrs, Ruki letting out a voiceless cry as Kai’s fingernail dips into the slit of the vocalist’s cock, “... Who’d have thought you were ever sick?”
Ruki doesn’t answer, letting his head flop back against the headboard the more the pleasure rides him wave by wave, Kai’s hand getting deliciously faster with each pump,
“You should get sick more often.” Kai giggles softly, Ruki closing his eyes as Kai moves further down below... the duvet being pulled back... leaving Ruki vulnerable.
The blonde shivers a touch, disliking the incoming cold that grips him; despite being dressed in a thick hoodie and pair of sweats, he felt his nipples harden underneath the heavy material,
“Want me to kiss you better?” Kai whines, Ruki almost moaning as that friction evaporates down below, replacing itself with something wet... and slimy.
Ruki peeks down to notice Kai’s lips wrapped around the hardened flesh, sucking so delicately that almost makes the blonde visualise a burst of stars,
“Oh G-God!” Ruki’s voice box fails to work even still, feeling the drummer’s tongue, so warm and moist, tickle the stiff flesh.
Up and down, up and down, Ruki feels the movements in every direction. Blinded by eagerness, he lets his hips buck a touch as Kai resumes to experimenting with a small suck; his hands pulling Ruki’s underwear further down for better access.
The vocalist was entirely lost in the moment. He didn’t stop to think about how awkward things between the two men would seem now. How every time he’d look at Kai’s face he’d be reminded of this very moment. How embarrassed he would be in the knowledge that Kai... Kai, the pushover of the group... had managed to seduce the stubborn blonde in his own home. In his own bed,
“Holy...” Ruki grunted, his body making jerky reactions underneath Kai’s lips, the moisture so sweet and lubricating Ruki wondered vaguely if Kai would go the full length and fuck him dry.
As though in answer, Kai’s lips worked faster, his hands exploring places even Ruki’s ex-girlfriends hadn’t gained access to; not stopping for a split second or a breath of air.
Ruki’s mind was doing dances, sweat pouring off of him like there was no tomorrow; it was a wonder Ruki had any moisture left inside of him, most of it soaking the bed sheets underneath him, most of it collecting on Kai’s hands, most of it disappearing in Kai’s mouth...
Faster and faster the drummer’s sucking became, Ruki feeling the other’s hot breath blow in gentle puffs against his crotch... already adding to the heated rush Ruki had felt spreading over his body in the past few minutes,
“Oh my...”
Without warning, Kai’s tooth accidentally scraped the tip of Ruki’s tall yet eager cock, and that triggered him entirely, his voice dying to break free as he felt the sweet release... saw it disappear into Kai’s mouth.
Ruki sat there motionless, overcome wave by wave... power by power as his orgasm rode through him.
And that’s when he realised.
Kai swallowed with ease, pulling himself away from Ruki’s shaking form and wiping his mouth with a small smile,
“And look what came out.” he smirked.
Ruki clapped a hand over his mouth as the orgasm faded away,
“My voice.” he croaked, his vocal chords somewhat strained but there nonetheless,
“Damn right, you healthy fuck.” Kai licked his lips, throwing the duvet back over the vocalist before picking up the bowl of soup still lying on the floor,
“Now get up and get dressed.” the drummer ordered, “There are fans out there waiting for you to sing.”
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A.N: Sorry if it seemed kind of rushed - the next two weeks are going to be one HELL of a rollercoaster ride (Exam results and driving test to name a few) Ohh... *headdesk*
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