Ryu/Kame/Jin: And we're all with hugeass egos, NC-17
Title: And we’re all with hugeass egos
Pairing: Ryu/Kame/Jin (… In that order.) With mentions of Hayato/Ryu.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Uh. The pairing and rating should be warning enough.
Word Count: 5,126
Author’s Notes: *GIANT FACEPALM* I so did not write this. I really didn’t. Blame Matchy. It’s all her fault. Idek. This is strangely serious. I meant for it to be cracky, but it’s not really. And I do not get how the hell this fic managed to get over 5000 words. It's the longest one-shot I've ever written! It was originally meant to be just porn. Obviously now it’s not. And they may all be OOC, especially Ryu, just because I fail.
And we’re all with hugeass egos
Ryo runs into a familiar figure in a restaurant at Harajuku.
“Kamenashi?” He blinks as he approaches the booth, scrutinizing the man there. His eyes narrow when he finds that there’s something wrong about what he’s seeing. “I knew I told you that you were fat yesterday, but you don’t have to turn anorexic again in just one day!”
The man that Ryo called ‘Kamenashi’ raises an eyebrow but says nothing.
“Huh?” A different head pokes out from the booth and speaks. “Nishikido?”
Ryo blinks some more, and looks from this head to the other. Identical. Apart from… the hair. And of course, one was fatter and the other thinner.
“Wait, so if you’re Kamenashi,” Ryo turns his head from the fatter one to the thinner one, “then who’s that?”
“He’s called Ryu-- I acted him in Gokusen 2,” the real Kame explains hurriedly.
“… And he actually exists? A fictional character from a drama?” Ryo frowns, eyebrows knitted together in disbelief. “How did you find him?”
“Just stumbled into him on the street,” Kame replies with a careless shrug of his shoulders, as if meeting a drama character you acted once is the most normal thing in the world.
“Right.” Ryo still looks skeptical. The next thing that comes out of his mouth, though, is not something that Kame expected: “And-- are you guys fucking?”
A moment of silence. Then:
“What?” Kame half-shrieks, and a couple of heads turn in the direction of their booth. Thankfully, no one recognizes them as famous pop idols.
Ryu crosses his arms and inclines his head. “Why would we be?” he questions, in a tone that is much calmer than Kame’s.
“Well, if I met one of my drama characters, I’d definitely fuck him,” Ryo reasons, smirking.
“That’s because you’re narcissistic and have a hugeass ego,” Kame retorts, rolling his eyes and resisting the urge to kick said egotist.
“Ah, is that it? I am the Sexy Osaka Man, after all,” Ryo nods, seemingly self-satisfied. After a pause, he adds, “And, Kamenashi, aren’t you lonely without that guy-who-went-to-America-to-study-English?”
There is a weird expression on Kame’s face. “But that doesn’t mean I have to fuck my drama character,” he says quietly, through gritted teeth. Now it is taking a lot of self-control to not kick Ryo. With full force. In the crotch.
“So you are lonely without him.” I am going to kick him right now, Kame thinks to himself, glaring at Ryo’s smug expression. But he doesn’t ever get the chance too, because then Ryo says, “I’ll leave you two to lunch now, bye,” and leaves quickly.
Kame wonders if Ryo can read minds-- why else did he depart in such an abrupt manner? He must have detected Kame’s murderous aura and decided to escape.
Still slightly pissed, Kame turns back to face Ryu. “Let’s pretend that never happened,” he declares, picking up his fork and stabbing his food with it.
Ryu, wisely, remains silent as he picks at his own food. He has questions to ask, such as who the guy-who-went-to-America-to-study-English is, but he figures that he can save them for later.
---
Ryu has just returned from Canada after his second year of studying there, and Kame found him that day he arrived at Japan. They met, late at night, outside a conbini near where Kame lives. Ryu was downing a can of beer he had just bought and Kame was coming out of the store, taking a cigarette out of a newly-opened packet and lighting it. And then they saw each other.
It’s been three days since that incident occurred. Kame knows a lot about Ryu, because Ryu is someone he acted in a drama, after all. Ryu, on the other hand, knew nothing about Kame until Kame started telling him some things-- about his job, and about the drama Gokusen 2.
It was a shock at first, but it’s almost as if a bond has formed instantly between them, and for the past several days, Kame has spent most of his free time with Ryu.
Kame knows that Ryu likes Hayato but has never told Hayato, and he knows that Ryu is trying to decide whether to go and see Hayato or not, but Ryu doesn’t know about Jin. Kame doesn’t want to tell him yet.
---
“Kazuya,” Ryu says suddenly as they are walking home, later that evening. Ryu’s apartment is only three blocks away from Kame’s. He has rented it himself, to live away from his parents. “Do you think I should go see Hayato or not?”
It’s not the first time Ryu has asked him this question, and Kame still doesn’t know how to answer. So he says, “Maybe. If you want to.” He tries not to think about Jin.
But it’s impossible not to, because the next thing Ryu says is: “So who played Hayato in the drama?”
“He’s in the same band as me,” Kame replies carefully. “We’re quite good friends, I guess.”
“Is he the guy-who-went-to-America-to-study-English?” Ryu asks.
I definitely have to kick Nishikido the next time I see him, Kame notes to himself. “Yeah, that guy,” Kame says gruffly. “Except he has a name. He’s called Akanishi Jin.”
“I’d like to meet him when he comes back from America,” Ryu announces.
I hope he actually does come back. Kame feels like hitting something. Or someone. But not Ryu, because he knows Ryu is a one hell of a fighter and he doesn’t want to get hit back. If only Ryo were here. Then Kame can kick his crotch first and then smash his face. Or the other way round, maybe. “Don’t you think you should go see Hayato before you see the guy who acted him? I think Hayato is more important.”
“Yeah, perhaps,” Ryu agrees in a murmur. Then, to his utmost horror, Ryu deviates from the topic completely and brings up what happened that afternoon. “Ne, Kazuya, do you want to fuck?”
Kame doesn’t know whether he’s imagining things or not, but Ryu’s voice is suddenly lower than usual, and it sends a shiver up Kame’s spine. They will be arriving at his apartment soon, and Kame can’t help but wonder what it would be like to have sex with someone who looks like you, sounds like you--
Argh, stop it! Kame silently yells at himself. Images are flooding his brain, teasing him and arousing him, and it doesn’t help that Ryu is too close. And then Ryu’s lips are on his, fiercely kissing him, and he hasn’t kissed anyone in ages, not since Jin left, and it feels so good. They blunder up the staircase to Kame’s apartment and Kame rummages in his pockets for the keys and when he finds them and opens the door they almost fall through the doorway.
“Isn’t this-- what about-- what about Hayato?” Kame manages to splutter in between kisses. Hypocrite, he snarls at himself. Jin will kill you if he finds out.
Ryu doesn’t answer, just keeps on kissing him, and a hand is slipping under his shirt, and soon he loses every coherent thought. They make it to the bedroom and their clothes are all over the floor in an instant.
As they fuck, Kame squeezes his eyes shut and grips the sheets and wonders how on earth he managed to abstain from sex for more than five months. It’s painful, and Ryu is inexperienced so it hurts even more, but it’s so amazingly pleasurable too. When he opens his eyes and sees a face so like his own hovering above him, he finds it vaguely disgusting, but at the same time incredibly hot, and it makes him even harder than he already is. He tries his best not to call out, but there are little keening noises at the back of his throat. Eventually he screams and comes, and with the sense of oblivion there is also a bit of relief-- relief that he did manage to scream Ryu’s name and not Jin’s.
---
When Kame wakes up the following morning, Ryu is already gone.
And for the next couple of days, Kame avoids Ryu. He doesn’t phone or text Ryu, and thank god Ryu doesn’t phone or text him either. It’s already embarrassing enough that he had sex with one of his drama characters, but what was even worse was that he let that drama character top him. Every time Kame thinks about that night, he lets out an involuntary groan.
--But he supposes that he does have to admit, even if to no one but himself (or maybe especially to no one but himself), that it was one pretty good night.
---
Kame is still avoiding Ryu when Jin comes back. Unfortunately, on the day after Jin’s return, Ryu phones him. While all of KAT-TUN are in the same room, preparing for the press conference. Kame thinks Ryu cannot possibly have a worse timing than this.
“Who’s that?” Koki asks when Kame takes out the ringing phone from his pocket.
“Just a friend,” Kame replies, and debates whether to answer the phone or not.
Nakamaru seems to notice his inner turmoil and, mistaking it for Kame not wanting to disturb their discussion of what to say at the press con, smiles kindly and says, “You can answer it, we won’t mind!”
Kame wants to bang his head on the surface of the table, but he doesn’t. Instead, he answers his cell, adopting the most neutral expression possible. “Moshi moshi,” he says.
“Kazuya?” That voice, exactly like his own, but not his. Ryu’s.
“Yes? I’m busy, maybe you can call me again later?”
“I heard that Jin is back. Your friend. The one who played Hayato.” Ah, so that’s the reason for this most excellent timing!
“How do you know--?” The words come out of Kame’s mouth, and immediately he regrets it. How stupid can he be? Everyone in Japan knows! It’s all over TV!
And of course, Ryu replies with exactly that, “It’s all over TV. How can I not know? --I must say though, I can’t really tell that guy looks like Hayato.”
“That’s because he had this awful long hair. He’s cut it now. And when he played Hayato he dyed it brown.” And then Kame realizes he made a mistake. Everyone in the room is now staring at him, when previously they were trying to continue the discussion. And Jin looks like he needs an explanation now.
Oh shit, Kame thinks to himself. Oh shit oh shit oh shit--
“Right, okay. Can I meet him when you guys are free?” Ryu asks, startling Kame out of his oh-shitting.
“Yeah, um, that’s fine. It looks like he wants to see you anyway. Look, I’ll talk to you later, I’m really busy right now.” Kame glances at Jin worriedly. Thankfully, Ryu doesn’t say anymore, just ‘goodbye’, and hangs up.
“I’ll explain later,” Kame addresses his fellow members. “We’ve got to talk about the press con now.”
Everyone shifts uncomfortably in their seats, but Nakamaru takes the lead and starts the discussion once more. Kame doesn’t miss the look that Jin throws him though, and he knows that even though the rest of KAT-TUN will forget about this phone call soon, Jin won’t.
---
After the press conference, everyone files out. Kame is dragged into the bathroom by Jin. “So, what was that call all about?” Jin asks, in a dangerous voice.
“Odagiri Ryu,” Kame breathes, watching Jin’s eyes widen. “Odagiri Ryu-- my character in Gokusen 2. We met over a week ago. He wants to see you.”
“Ryu is fictional, he doesn’t exist,” Jin snaps. “Stop making up shit.”
“You heard me! On the phone. I told Ryu that you played Hayato and then he saw you on the news and he said you didn’t look like Hayato, that’s why I told him about your hair and stuff. I’m telling the truth here. Nishikido saw him too, you can ask him. And you can call Ryu yourself if you want, he wants to see you anyway, we’re going to have to find a time--”
“Give me his phone number,” Jin demands. Kame takes out his cell and checks the call records. He shows Jin Ryu’s number. Jin already has his own phone out and ready and he keys in the number and presses the green telephone button. Kame watches anxiously, and hopes that nothing bad will happen. He thinks Ryu isn’t the type to spill secrets-- Ryu isn’t stupid, Ryu should know never to tell Jin about that night. That night.
Two minutes and forty-seven seconds later, Jin has arranged for them to meet on Sunday evening at a coffee shop near Kame’s apartment, and it seems that things are safe. Except that--
Jin’s expression is blank as he saves Ryu’s number to his cell. It is a strange expression, and somehow it creeps Kame out.
And then Kame finds out why-- “He calls you ‘Kazuya’,” Jin states abruptly, looking up from his phone. “Even I don’t call you that, unless when-- when we’re having sex. But Ryu calls you that all the time.”
Jin is jealous. Over a name. Oh god, Kame prays, please never ever ever let Jin know about that night, please. “Yeah, well, I told Ryu not to call me that,” Kame mutters. “He wouldn’t listen.”
“You still like me, don’t you? Did you miss me?” There is a slight pout on Jin’s face, and he shuffles closer to Kame.
“Yeah, I missed you,” Kame replies softly, and it’s not a lie at all. And to answer the other question that Jin asked, he leans in and captures Jin’s lips with his own.
---
It is Sunday evening, and Kame and Jin are arriving at the coffee shop. They have just finished a photoshoot. Ryu is already sitting at a table.
“Kazuya!” Ryu looks up and smiles slightly as the two are approaching. “Is this Jin?”
Jin’s face darkens immediately when he hears Ryu call Kame ‘Kazuya’. He sits down heavily on one of the chairs, and Kame follows suit, only not as heavily. “Yes, I’m Akanishi. And you’re Odagiri Ryu. So where’s Yabuki Hayato?”
“I still haven’t got the courage to see him yet,” Ryu confesses quietly, lowering his head.
“Um, what?” Jin is confused. He turns to Kame. “You haven’t told me anything yet!”
“Basically, Ryu likes Hayato, but Hayato doesn’t know and Ryu isn’t sure whether to tell Hayato or not because he’s afraid that if Hayato doesn’t like him back, they’ll lose the friendship between them or something,” Kame explains.
“But of course Hayato likes you back!” Jin cries loudly, waving his arms to emphasize and attracting some attention. Kame looks around frantically to make sure there are no fangirls in the area.
Ryu stares at Jin. “And why would that be?” he asks, puzzled.
“Well…” Jin is stuck. “Um, because Kame and I like each other and you and Hayato are similar to us?”
“Wait, you and Kazuya are together? Kazuya, you never told me that! You just said you were good friends. If you’d told me I might not have--” Halfway through Ryu’s words, Kame realizes that this conversation is taking a turn for the worse. He glares at Ryu and hopes that he notices, but Ryu is looking at Jin and if Kame doesn’t do anything soon, Jin will know. So Kame reaches out with his arm, finds it too short, and ends up half-sprawling on the table so that he can cover Ryu’s mouth with his hand. Fortunately no one has ordered any drinks yet, so there isn’t anything on the table apart from the menu.
“What the hell are you doing, Kame?” Jin yells, grasping Kame’s knees and pulling him back off the table. “What was Ryu about to say--?”
And then Kame notices two teenage girls outside the coffee shop, their faces pressed against the glass. They look as if they’re squealing excitedly. At him. At them.
“Uh oh,” Kame says. “This is bad, guys. Two fangirls outside. What should we do?” Ryu has his back to the window, and before he can turn to see what’s going on, Kame hisses, “Don’t look! If they see you as well, we’re never going to survive this.”
“Let’s run for it,” Jin says.
“Brilliant idea,” Kame mutters sarcastically. But seeing no other option, he decides to go with this ‘brilliant idea’. “This place must have a back door…” He grabs a nearby waiter and asks him about the back door.
“There isn’t a back door,” the waiter says.
Kame cannot believe what he just heard. “Okay, fuck this, let’s just run out of the front door and hope no one sees Ryu. Uh, cover your head with your jacket, Ryu.” Ryu gives him a withering look before complying. Jin lets out a slight giggle at Ryu’s jacket-covered head.
“I’m never going to be able to run with this thing blocking my vision,” Ryu complains, the cloth muffling his voice slightly.
“Oh, whatever, I’ll hold your hand!” Jin’s hand wraps around Ryu’s naturally, and Jin doesn’t catch the blatant look of disapproval on Kame’s face. Kame almost wants to say Watch out, Ryu, don’t ever trust that bastard, you’ll trip for sure. But he doesn’t.
Jin leads Ryu towards the door and Kame follows. “Please leave us alone,” Kame tries to talk to the girls, while keeping his distance. Jin and Ryu start running in the opposite direction. “Please.” But the girls do not listen and they keep on squealing, and one of them extends her arm to touch Kame.
“Shit,” Kame turns and sprints after Jin and Ryu. The girls come after him in pursuit. It doesn’t take long though, before one of the two girls, both of whom are wearing high heels, twists her leg and falls over. She flails around for a bit as her companion tries to figure out the dilemma of whether to save her friend or to carry on chasing her idols.
Kame doesn’t stay there for long enough to see what the girl chooses. He goes around the corner and keeps running until he arrives at his apartment. Jin and Ryu are already standing there, in front of the locked door. Ryu is tying the jacket loosely around his waist, and Kame is slightly pleased to notice that he is no longer holding hands with Jin.
“Okay, I think you two should stay here for a while, I don’t know how long those fangirls will be around for. But one of them hurt herself, so they should be heading home…” Kame says, digging the keys out from his pocket and opening the door.
“Kame, did you sleep with Ryu?” Jin blurts out suddenly as they enter the apartment.
Kame looks from Jin to Ryu, trying to keep the panic out of his voice. “What-- no, I-- I didn’t, Jin, what gave you that idea?”
“Because if I met one of my own drama characters, I’d definitely fuck him.” Kame gapes. I’ve heard that line somewhere else before, haven’t I? Oh my god. He is exactly like Nishikido, what the hell. And then he realizes that he fucked Ryu too-- or rather, Ryu fucked him-- so maybe the three of them are kind of the same after all, as much as he hates to admit it.
“He did,” Ryu says before Kame can answer. Kame turns to him with an injured, betrayed look.
“How dare you--”
“Yankumi taught me to be honest to the people I love,” Ryu says solemnly. “And I sensed that you were going to lie to Jin, so I thought that I’d answer for you, with the truth.”
“Yankumi--?” Kame groans and slumps into the wall behind him in defeat. “I knew there was a reason why I thought that if she’d existed in real life, I would have strangled her with my own hands one day. Was it in one of the episodes we did, because I can’t really remember now.”
“It probably wasn’t,” Ryu says. “It’s just something that she said to us in class one day, in the middle of Maths, as if it was part of the lesson. It was kinda weird. But I think no one noticed it apart from me, because I was the only one paying any attention at all. At least, Hayato was definitely asleep then.”
“Yeah, Hayato!” Kame exclaims, snatching the opportunity. “Why haven’t you told Hayato about your feelings yet-- you should be honest to the people you love!”
“Well, I’m not being dishonest. I never told him I didn’t like him. He never asked! I’ve just never told him that I did. That’s different from lying,” Ryu says self-righteously.
“Kame? Aren’t you forgetting someone?” Jin whines, latching himself onto Kame’s arm, and Kame feels slightly ill. “I can’t believe you had sex with Ryu, and Ryu calls you ‘Kazuya’ too! Don’t you love me anymore?” Kame just thinks Jin looks like a huge puppy.
“Oh, screw this,” Kame mutters in an exasperated tone before lowering his head to kiss Jin. Gently at first, then slowly growing more heated. They haven’t had a chance to fuck, after all, in these few days after Jin’s return. They’ve been too busy, stumbling back to their own homes separately each night, at one o’clock in the morning. And Kame misses the feeling of Jin’s body against his, Jin’s touches burning his skin, and he knows that no one else can make him feel this way, not even Ryu.
“Um, guys, I’m going to leave now,” Ryu announces in a small voice, but before Ryu can slip out of the door, Jin breaks the kiss to drag him back.
“You’re not going anywhere,” Jin breathes. “Kame fucked you--”
“Actually, I fucked Kazuya,” Ryu corrects Jin, and Kame feels like facepalming.
Jin blinks several times before recovering from his surprise. “Ok, right. You seemed like the type to top anyway, I suppose. Though if it were me I’d never let my drama character top me.”
“Shut up,” Kame mutters darkly.
Jin dismisses Kame with a wave, and continues talking to Ryu, “You fucked Kame, so-- you can fuck me too. If you want, that is.” Jin beams cheerfully at Ryu when he finishes talking.
“So, you’re saying it’s okay for my drama character to top you but it’s not okay for your drama character to do the same?” Kame says incredulously. “You make no sense, Jin.”
“Ego!” Jin shouts, wagging his finger at Kame. “It’s all about ego! Don’t you understand, Kame?”
Kame is about to say ‘no’, but then he thinks about how if he ever met Hayato and if Hayato were to have sex with him, he wouldn’t mind Hayato topping, and yet he had thought, and still thinks, that Ryu topping him is an extremely embarrassing thing.
“I suppose,” he says slowly. “So, uh, Ryu, do you want to fuck Jin?”
“And what about you, Kazuya?” Ryu responds.
“Oh yeah, Jin, what about me?” Kame turns to Jin.
“You… can fuck me from in front,” Jin suggests, grinning. “Wouldn’t you like that?”
Kame doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to turn Jin down. Especially when Jin’s offer is so very tempting. He pretends to consider it, just to see Jin pout at him, but he doesn’t even have to think.
“Yeah, I would,” Kame says, grinning back. “Ryu, come on.”
Ryu thinks he probably shouldn’t refuse, so he doesn’t. And then Kame is kissing Jin again as they stumble towards the bedroom. Kame falls on top of Jin on the bed, unbuttoning Jin’s shirt and kissing his way down Jin’s chest. Ryu stops Kame halfway and pulls Kame over to himself, their mouths pressing together in sloppy kisses as they undress each other. Jin takes off his own shirt, and makes a small noise of protest when he sees Kame’s mouth is still attached to Ryu’s. He goes unheard, but then he realizes that watching Kame and Ryu kiss is hot. He feels himself hardening, so he unzips his trousers and pull them off along with his boxers and starts touching himself, all the while mesmerized by the scene in front of him-- Kame and Ryu, almost identical, with their hands all over each other. Kame has already stripped, but Ryu hasn’t. Ryu’s fingers are toying with Kame’s nipple, and Kame moans into the kiss. His hands are cupping the bulge in the front of Ryu’s pants, and Ryu’s cheeks are flushed red, keening noises at the back of his throat.
Jin strokes his own length several times, restraining himself from making any noises. Ryu pushes Kame away, panting. Kame helps Ryu to take off his pants and underwear, freeing Ryu’s cock, and then their lips meet again clumsily as Kame’s hand pumps Ryu’s member.
Jin watches Kame’s movements and imitates them on himself, and he closes his eyes and imagines Kame’s hand on his cock, and he is unable to stop himself from crying out, “Kazuya!”
Kame instantly stops kissing Ryu and turns to Jin. He watches in fascination for a few moments, Jin’s naked body stretched out on the bed with a sheen of sweat, Jin touching himself, Jin calling his name, and he licks his lips absently, and there is hunger in his gaze. “I think we’re forgetting the original plan,” he mutters at last, tearing his eyes off Jin and crawling over to the other side of the bed to the drawers. He finds the lube and comes back to Ryu with it.
“You do it,” Ryu whispers huskily in Kame’s ear. Kame shivers. It’s his voice. Ryu’s voice. His voice. He inhales shakily and fumbles with the cap, and then pours some of the liquid onto his palm. When he smears it onto Ryu’s length, Ryu kisses his neck and makes a small noise that makes Kame shiver some more.
When that’s done, Ryu puts some of the lube on his own fingers and climbs over to Jin. “Stop touching yourself,” he murmurs in Jin’s ear. Jin can’t tell whether it’s Kame’s or Ryu’s voice. He opens his eyes and it’s still somewhat difficult to tell, but he thinks it’s Ryu because Ryu is the one who’s going to fuck him from behind, and now Ryu is flipping him over and a finger is circling around his entrance. He shudders slightly when it enters him. Then a second digit. And then there’s someone slapping his face lightly.
It’s Kame. And Kame has, at some point, found a piece of rope. Jin stares at that piece of rope fearfully. “I am going to tie you up,” Kame says, leaning down to do exactly just that, tying a tight knot around Jin’s wrists. Jin feels a third digit being inserted into him. “Don’t worry, we won’t hurt you.” Kame kisses Jin gently.
Then Kame straightens up and at that instant, all three fingers leave Jin. Jin whimpers slightly. Kame puts a finger to Jin’s lips, shushing him. And then Jin feels the cock pressing against his entrance. Suddenly, without warning, Ryu pushes in fully and Jin screams.
“You asked for it,” Kame points out when Jin flails and yelps for someone to come and save him. “Now suck me.”
Jin supposes that he did ask for it and resigns a little reluctantly, trying to ignore the pain still throbbing in his behind as he takes Kame’s cock into his mouth. Jin’s tongue swirls around the length once, and then Ryu pulls out and thrusts back into him again. Jin cries out around Kame’s member. Kame’s response is only to thrust deeper into Jin’s mouth.
After some time, Jin finally gets used to this routine and it’s less agonizing now, especially when Ryu discovers that spot inside him. His licks at Kame’s cock, from top to bottom, and then sometimes he turns his attention to Kame’s balls, lapping at them and sucking them. But no one is touching him, and his cock is painfully hard and he wants, really badly, and yet he can’t even touch himself because he’s tied up. Kame is making the most erotic noises ever when he bucks into Jin’s mouth, and Jin wonders why he doesn’t give Kame blowjobs more often. But those noises are turning him on even more, and someone-- someone has to touch him, oh god, fuck--
And it seems as if Ryu heard his thoughts, because a hand slips down and starts stroking his cock. He gasps and Kame moans loudly, throwing his head back. Jin stares at the exposed neck and the skin there is perfect, he wishes he could kiss Kame there right now. And then Jin feels that slight spasm in Kame’s body, and Kame comes into his mouth all of a sudden.
Jin chokes and nearly spits it all out, but Ryu says in a low voice, “Swallow it or I’ll stop touching you.” So Jin obeys and swallows it all, watching Kame lean back into one of the pillows with a soft sigh and the most blissful expression on his face, and then Ryu’s touches quicken around Jin’s member and Jin knows he’s going to come soon. Ryu thrusts into him faster too, and he moves in the same rhythm, trying to please Ryu, but then-- Ryu’s hand leaves his cock.
“Ryu!” Jin cries, and oh god he needs to come now, his cock is aching like hell and--
“I’m not going to let you come until I’ve come first,” Ryu says quietly, and Jin wants to cry, but he doesn’t, he just lets Ryu thrust deeper and deeper each time until Ryu comes inside him, and the warm cum trickles out of Jin and down his thigh.
And finally Ryu starts pumping Jin’s cock again, and Jin comes with seconds. Jin has never welcomed his release more in his life, his vision almost turns white and he slumps down into the pillow next to Kame and Kame unties that rope around his wrists. There are slight red marks where the rope was, and Kame kisses them softly.
“I think I did it a little too tight. Sorry,” Kame apologizes, smiling at Jin.
Jin smiles back. “That was fun, wasn’t it?” he remarks, closing his eyes happily.
Kame blinks and then shakes his head, laughing a little. “I guess you are an M, aren’t you?”
“Yep, must be,” Ryu answers for Jin, grinning. “If this guy actually likes it, I think we should totally do this more often.”
---
omake (kind of)
In one particular cartoon KAT-TUN episode, when the guest starts talking about how she’s an M, Akanishi Jin is heard saying “Yeah, I’m an M too!”
--fin.
Wrote the last bit (the porn) in a huge rush, and the rest of the fic in pretty much the same blur, please point out any mistakes I might have made, thank you. ♥
Pairing: Ryu/Kame/Jin (… In that order.) With mentions of Hayato/Ryu.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Uh. The pairing and rating should be warning enough.
Word Count: 5,126
Author’s Notes: *GIANT FACEPALM* I so did not write this. I really didn’t. Blame Matchy. It’s all her fault. Idek. This is strangely serious. I meant for it to be cracky, but it’s not really. And I do not get how the hell this fic managed to get over 5000 words. It's the longest one-shot I've ever written! It was originally meant to be just porn. Obviously now it’s not. And they may all be OOC, especially Ryu, just because I fail.
And we’re all with hugeass egos
Ryo runs into a familiar figure in a restaurant at Harajuku.
“Kamenashi?” He blinks as he approaches the booth, scrutinizing the man there. His eyes narrow when he finds that there’s something wrong about what he’s seeing. “I knew I told you that you were fat yesterday, but you don’t have to turn anorexic again in just one day!”
The man that Ryo called ‘Kamenashi’ raises an eyebrow but says nothing.
“Huh?” A different head pokes out from the booth and speaks. “Nishikido?”
Ryo blinks some more, and looks from this head to the other. Identical. Apart from… the hair. And of course, one was fatter and the other thinner.
“Wait, so if you’re Kamenashi,” Ryo turns his head from the fatter one to the thinner one, “then who’s that?”
“He’s called Ryu-- I acted him in Gokusen 2,” the real Kame explains hurriedly.
“… And he actually exists? A fictional character from a drama?” Ryo frowns, eyebrows knitted together in disbelief. “How did you find him?”
“Just stumbled into him on the street,” Kame replies with a careless shrug of his shoulders, as if meeting a drama character you acted once is the most normal thing in the world.
“Right.” Ryo still looks skeptical. The next thing that comes out of his mouth, though, is not something that Kame expected: “And-- are you guys fucking?”
A moment of silence. Then:
“What?” Kame half-shrieks, and a couple of heads turn in the direction of their booth. Thankfully, no one recognizes them as famous pop idols.
Ryu crosses his arms and inclines his head. “Why would we be?” he questions, in a tone that is much calmer than Kame’s.
“Well, if I met one of my drama characters, I’d definitely fuck him,” Ryo reasons, smirking.
“That’s because you’re narcissistic and have a hugeass ego,” Kame retorts, rolling his eyes and resisting the urge to kick said egotist.
“Ah, is that it? I am the Sexy Osaka Man, after all,” Ryo nods, seemingly self-satisfied. After a pause, he adds, “And, Kamenashi, aren’t you lonely without that guy-who-went-to-America-to-study-English?”
There is a weird expression on Kame’s face. “But that doesn’t mean I have to fuck my drama character,” he says quietly, through gritted teeth. Now it is taking a lot of self-control to not kick Ryo. With full force. In the crotch.
“So you are lonely without him.” I am going to kick him right now, Kame thinks to himself, glaring at Ryo’s smug expression. But he doesn’t ever get the chance too, because then Ryo says, “I’ll leave you two to lunch now, bye,” and leaves quickly.
Kame wonders if Ryo can read minds-- why else did he depart in such an abrupt manner? He must have detected Kame’s murderous aura and decided to escape.
Still slightly pissed, Kame turns back to face Ryu. “Let’s pretend that never happened,” he declares, picking up his fork and stabbing his food with it.
Ryu, wisely, remains silent as he picks at his own food. He has questions to ask, such as who the guy-who-went-to-America-to-study-English is, but he figures that he can save them for later.
---
Ryu has just returned from Canada after his second year of studying there, and Kame found him that day he arrived at Japan. They met, late at night, outside a conbini near where Kame lives. Ryu was downing a can of beer he had just bought and Kame was coming out of the store, taking a cigarette out of a newly-opened packet and lighting it. And then they saw each other.
It’s been three days since that incident occurred. Kame knows a lot about Ryu, because Ryu is someone he acted in a drama, after all. Ryu, on the other hand, knew nothing about Kame until Kame started telling him some things-- about his job, and about the drama Gokusen 2.
It was a shock at first, but it’s almost as if a bond has formed instantly between them, and for the past several days, Kame has spent most of his free time with Ryu.
Kame knows that Ryu likes Hayato but has never told Hayato, and he knows that Ryu is trying to decide whether to go and see Hayato or not, but Ryu doesn’t know about Jin. Kame doesn’t want to tell him yet.
---
“Kazuya,” Ryu says suddenly as they are walking home, later that evening. Ryu’s apartment is only three blocks away from Kame’s. He has rented it himself, to live away from his parents. “Do you think I should go see Hayato or not?”
It’s not the first time Ryu has asked him this question, and Kame still doesn’t know how to answer. So he says, “Maybe. If you want to.” He tries not to think about Jin.
But it’s impossible not to, because the next thing Ryu says is: “So who played Hayato in the drama?”
“He’s in the same band as me,” Kame replies carefully. “We’re quite good friends, I guess.”
“Is he the guy-who-went-to-America-to-study-English?” Ryu asks.
I definitely have to kick Nishikido the next time I see him, Kame notes to himself. “Yeah, that guy,” Kame says gruffly. “Except he has a name. He’s called Akanishi Jin.”
“I’d like to meet him when he comes back from America,” Ryu announces.
I hope he actually does come back. Kame feels like hitting something. Or someone. But not Ryu, because he knows Ryu is a one hell of a fighter and he doesn’t want to get hit back. If only Ryo were here. Then Kame can kick his crotch first and then smash his face. Or the other way round, maybe. “Don’t you think you should go see Hayato before you see the guy who acted him? I think Hayato is more important.”
“Yeah, perhaps,” Ryu agrees in a murmur. Then, to his utmost horror, Ryu deviates from the topic completely and brings up what happened that afternoon. “Ne, Kazuya, do you want to fuck?”
Kame doesn’t know whether he’s imagining things or not, but Ryu’s voice is suddenly lower than usual, and it sends a shiver up Kame’s spine. They will be arriving at his apartment soon, and Kame can’t help but wonder what it would be like to have sex with someone who looks like you, sounds like you--
Argh, stop it! Kame silently yells at himself. Images are flooding his brain, teasing him and arousing him, and it doesn’t help that Ryu is too close. And then Ryu’s lips are on his, fiercely kissing him, and he hasn’t kissed anyone in ages, not since Jin left, and it feels so good. They blunder up the staircase to Kame’s apartment and Kame rummages in his pockets for the keys and when he finds them and opens the door they almost fall through the doorway.
“Isn’t this-- what about-- what about Hayato?” Kame manages to splutter in between kisses. Hypocrite, he snarls at himself. Jin will kill you if he finds out.
Ryu doesn’t answer, just keeps on kissing him, and a hand is slipping under his shirt, and soon he loses every coherent thought. They make it to the bedroom and their clothes are all over the floor in an instant.
As they fuck, Kame squeezes his eyes shut and grips the sheets and wonders how on earth he managed to abstain from sex for more than five months. It’s painful, and Ryu is inexperienced so it hurts even more, but it’s so amazingly pleasurable too. When he opens his eyes and sees a face so like his own hovering above him, he finds it vaguely disgusting, but at the same time incredibly hot, and it makes him even harder than he already is. He tries his best not to call out, but there are little keening noises at the back of his throat. Eventually he screams and comes, and with the sense of oblivion there is also a bit of relief-- relief that he did manage to scream Ryu’s name and not Jin’s.
---
When Kame wakes up the following morning, Ryu is already gone.
And for the next couple of days, Kame avoids Ryu. He doesn’t phone or text Ryu, and thank god Ryu doesn’t phone or text him either. It’s already embarrassing enough that he had sex with one of his drama characters, but what was even worse was that he let that drama character top him. Every time Kame thinks about that night, he lets out an involuntary groan.
--But he supposes that he does have to admit, even if to no one but himself (or maybe especially to no one but himself), that it was one pretty good night.
---
Kame is still avoiding Ryu when Jin comes back. Unfortunately, on the day after Jin’s return, Ryu phones him. While all of KAT-TUN are in the same room, preparing for the press conference. Kame thinks Ryu cannot possibly have a worse timing than this.
“Who’s that?” Koki asks when Kame takes out the ringing phone from his pocket.
“Just a friend,” Kame replies, and debates whether to answer the phone or not.
Nakamaru seems to notice his inner turmoil and, mistaking it for Kame not wanting to disturb their discussion of what to say at the press con, smiles kindly and says, “You can answer it, we won’t mind!”
Kame wants to bang his head on the surface of the table, but he doesn’t. Instead, he answers his cell, adopting the most neutral expression possible. “Moshi moshi,” he says.
“Kazuya?” That voice, exactly like his own, but not his. Ryu’s.
“Yes? I’m busy, maybe you can call me again later?”
“I heard that Jin is back. Your friend. The one who played Hayato.” Ah, so that’s the reason for this most excellent timing!
“How do you know--?” The words come out of Kame’s mouth, and immediately he regrets it. How stupid can he be? Everyone in Japan knows! It’s all over TV!
And of course, Ryu replies with exactly that, “It’s all over TV. How can I not know? --I must say though, I can’t really tell that guy looks like Hayato.”
“That’s because he had this awful long hair. He’s cut it now. And when he played Hayato he dyed it brown.” And then Kame realizes he made a mistake. Everyone in the room is now staring at him, when previously they were trying to continue the discussion. And Jin looks like he needs an explanation now.
Oh shit, Kame thinks to himself. Oh shit oh shit oh shit--
“Right, okay. Can I meet him when you guys are free?” Ryu asks, startling Kame out of his oh-shitting.
“Yeah, um, that’s fine. It looks like he wants to see you anyway. Look, I’ll talk to you later, I’m really busy right now.” Kame glances at Jin worriedly. Thankfully, Ryu doesn’t say anymore, just ‘goodbye’, and hangs up.
“I’ll explain later,” Kame addresses his fellow members. “We’ve got to talk about the press con now.”
Everyone shifts uncomfortably in their seats, but Nakamaru takes the lead and starts the discussion once more. Kame doesn’t miss the look that Jin throws him though, and he knows that even though the rest of KAT-TUN will forget about this phone call soon, Jin won’t.
---
After the press conference, everyone files out. Kame is dragged into the bathroom by Jin. “So, what was that call all about?” Jin asks, in a dangerous voice.
“Odagiri Ryu,” Kame breathes, watching Jin’s eyes widen. “Odagiri Ryu-- my character in Gokusen 2. We met over a week ago. He wants to see you.”
“Ryu is fictional, he doesn’t exist,” Jin snaps. “Stop making up shit.”
“You heard me! On the phone. I told Ryu that you played Hayato and then he saw you on the news and he said you didn’t look like Hayato, that’s why I told him about your hair and stuff. I’m telling the truth here. Nishikido saw him too, you can ask him. And you can call Ryu yourself if you want, he wants to see you anyway, we’re going to have to find a time--”
“Give me his phone number,” Jin demands. Kame takes out his cell and checks the call records. He shows Jin Ryu’s number. Jin already has his own phone out and ready and he keys in the number and presses the green telephone button. Kame watches anxiously, and hopes that nothing bad will happen. He thinks Ryu isn’t the type to spill secrets-- Ryu isn’t stupid, Ryu should know never to tell Jin about that night. That night.
Two minutes and forty-seven seconds later, Jin has arranged for them to meet on Sunday evening at a coffee shop near Kame’s apartment, and it seems that things are safe. Except that--
Jin’s expression is blank as he saves Ryu’s number to his cell. It is a strange expression, and somehow it creeps Kame out.
And then Kame finds out why-- “He calls you ‘Kazuya’,” Jin states abruptly, looking up from his phone. “Even I don’t call you that, unless when-- when we’re having sex. But Ryu calls you that all the time.”
Jin is jealous. Over a name. Oh god, Kame prays, please never ever ever let Jin know about that night, please. “Yeah, well, I told Ryu not to call me that,” Kame mutters. “He wouldn’t listen.”
“You still like me, don’t you? Did you miss me?” There is a slight pout on Jin’s face, and he shuffles closer to Kame.
“Yeah, I missed you,” Kame replies softly, and it’s not a lie at all. And to answer the other question that Jin asked, he leans in and captures Jin’s lips with his own.
---
It is Sunday evening, and Kame and Jin are arriving at the coffee shop. They have just finished a photoshoot. Ryu is already sitting at a table.
“Kazuya!” Ryu looks up and smiles slightly as the two are approaching. “Is this Jin?”
Jin’s face darkens immediately when he hears Ryu call Kame ‘Kazuya’. He sits down heavily on one of the chairs, and Kame follows suit, only not as heavily. “Yes, I’m Akanishi. And you’re Odagiri Ryu. So where’s Yabuki Hayato?”
“I still haven’t got the courage to see him yet,” Ryu confesses quietly, lowering his head.
“Um, what?” Jin is confused. He turns to Kame. “You haven’t told me anything yet!”
“Basically, Ryu likes Hayato, but Hayato doesn’t know and Ryu isn’t sure whether to tell Hayato or not because he’s afraid that if Hayato doesn’t like him back, they’ll lose the friendship between them or something,” Kame explains.
“But of course Hayato likes you back!” Jin cries loudly, waving his arms to emphasize and attracting some attention. Kame looks around frantically to make sure there are no fangirls in the area.
Ryu stares at Jin. “And why would that be?” he asks, puzzled.
“Well…” Jin is stuck. “Um, because Kame and I like each other and you and Hayato are similar to us?”
“Wait, you and Kazuya are together? Kazuya, you never told me that! You just said you were good friends. If you’d told me I might not have--” Halfway through Ryu’s words, Kame realizes that this conversation is taking a turn for the worse. He glares at Ryu and hopes that he notices, but Ryu is looking at Jin and if Kame doesn’t do anything soon, Jin will know. So Kame reaches out with his arm, finds it too short, and ends up half-sprawling on the table so that he can cover Ryu’s mouth with his hand. Fortunately no one has ordered any drinks yet, so there isn’t anything on the table apart from the menu.
“What the hell are you doing, Kame?” Jin yells, grasping Kame’s knees and pulling him back off the table. “What was Ryu about to say--?”
And then Kame notices two teenage girls outside the coffee shop, their faces pressed against the glass. They look as if they’re squealing excitedly. At him. At them.
“Uh oh,” Kame says. “This is bad, guys. Two fangirls outside. What should we do?” Ryu has his back to the window, and before he can turn to see what’s going on, Kame hisses, “Don’t look! If they see you as well, we’re never going to survive this.”
“Let’s run for it,” Jin says.
“Brilliant idea,” Kame mutters sarcastically. But seeing no other option, he decides to go with this ‘brilliant idea’. “This place must have a back door…” He grabs a nearby waiter and asks him about the back door.
“There isn’t a back door,” the waiter says.
Kame cannot believe what he just heard. “Okay, fuck this, let’s just run out of the front door and hope no one sees Ryu. Uh, cover your head with your jacket, Ryu.” Ryu gives him a withering look before complying. Jin lets out a slight giggle at Ryu’s jacket-covered head.
“I’m never going to be able to run with this thing blocking my vision,” Ryu complains, the cloth muffling his voice slightly.
“Oh, whatever, I’ll hold your hand!” Jin’s hand wraps around Ryu’s naturally, and Jin doesn’t catch the blatant look of disapproval on Kame’s face. Kame almost wants to say Watch out, Ryu, don’t ever trust that bastard, you’ll trip for sure. But he doesn’t.
Jin leads Ryu towards the door and Kame follows. “Please leave us alone,” Kame tries to talk to the girls, while keeping his distance. Jin and Ryu start running in the opposite direction. “Please.” But the girls do not listen and they keep on squealing, and one of them extends her arm to touch Kame.
“Shit,” Kame turns and sprints after Jin and Ryu. The girls come after him in pursuit. It doesn’t take long though, before one of the two girls, both of whom are wearing high heels, twists her leg and falls over. She flails around for a bit as her companion tries to figure out the dilemma of whether to save her friend or to carry on chasing her idols.
Kame doesn’t stay there for long enough to see what the girl chooses. He goes around the corner and keeps running until he arrives at his apartment. Jin and Ryu are already standing there, in front of the locked door. Ryu is tying the jacket loosely around his waist, and Kame is slightly pleased to notice that he is no longer holding hands with Jin.
“Okay, I think you two should stay here for a while, I don’t know how long those fangirls will be around for. But one of them hurt herself, so they should be heading home…” Kame says, digging the keys out from his pocket and opening the door.
“Kame, did you sleep with Ryu?” Jin blurts out suddenly as they enter the apartment.
Kame looks from Jin to Ryu, trying to keep the panic out of his voice. “What-- no, I-- I didn’t, Jin, what gave you that idea?”
“Because if I met one of my own drama characters, I’d definitely fuck him.” Kame gapes. I’ve heard that line somewhere else before, haven’t I? Oh my god. He is exactly like Nishikido, what the hell. And then he realizes that he fucked Ryu too-- or rather, Ryu fucked him-- so maybe the three of them are kind of the same after all, as much as he hates to admit it.
“He did,” Ryu says before Kame can answer. Kame turns to him with an injured, betrayed look.
“How dare you--”
“Yankumi taught me to be honest to the people I love,” Ryu says solemnly. “And I sensed that you were going to lie to Jin, so I thought that I’d answer for you, with the truth.”
“Yankumi--?” Kame groans and slumps into the wall behind him in defeat. “I knew there was a reason why I thought that if she’d existed in real life, I would have strangled her with my own hands one day. Was it in one of the episodes we did, because I can’t really remember now.”
“It probably wasn’t,” Ryu says. “It’s just something that she said to us in class one day, in the middle of Maths, as if it was part of the lesson. It was kinda weird. But I think no one noticed it apart from me, because I was the only one paying any attention at all. At least, Hayato was definitely asleep then.”
“Yeah, Hayato!” Kame exclaims, snatching the opportunity. “Why haven’t you told Hayato about your feelings yet-- you should be honest to the people you love!”
“Well, I’m not being dishonest. I never told him I didn’t like him. He never asked! I’ve just never told him that I did. That’s different from lying,” Ryu says self-righteously.
“Kame? Aren’t you forgetting someone?” Jin whines, latching himself onto Kame’s arm, and Kame feels slightly ill. “I can’t believe you had sex with Ryu, and Ryu calls you ‘Kazuya’ too! Don’t you love me anymore?” Kame just thinks Jin looks like a huge puppy.
“Oh, screw this,” Kame mutters in an exasperated tone before lowering his head to kiss Jin. Gently at first, then slowly growing more heated. They haven’t had a chance to fuck, after all, in these few days after Jin’s return. They’ve been too busy, stumbling back to their own homes separately each night, at one o’clock in the morning. And Kame misses the feeling of Jin’s body against his, Jin’s touches burning his skin, and he knows that no one else can make him feel this way, not even Ryu.
“Um, guys, I’m going to leave now,” Ryu announces in a small voice, but before Ryu can slip out of the door, Jin breaks the kiss to drag him back.
“You’re not going anywhere,” Jin breathes. “Kame fucked you--”
“Actually, I fucked Kazuya,” Ryu corrects Jin, and Kame feels like facepalming.
Jin blinks several times before recovering from his surprise. “Ok, right. You seemed like the type to top anyway, I suppose. Though if it were me I’d never let my drama character top me.”
“Shut up,” Kame mutters darkly.
Jin dismisses Kame with a wave, and continues talking to Ryu, “You fucked Kame, so-- you can fuck me too. If you want, that is.” Jin beams cheerfully at Ryu when he finishes talking.
“So, you’re saying it’s okay for my drama character to top you but it’s not okay for your drama character to do the same?” Kame says incredulously. “You make no sense, Jin.”
“Ego!” Jin shouts, wagging his finger at Kame. “It’s all about ego! Don’t you understand, Kame?”
Kame is about to say ‘no’, but then he thinks about how if he ever met Hayato and if Hayato were to have sex with him, he wouldn’t mind Hayato topping, and yet he had thought, and still thinks, that Ryu topping him is an extremely embarrassing thing.
“I suppose,” he says slowly. “So, uh, Ryu, do you want to fuck Jin?”
“And what about you, Kazuya?” Ryu responds.
“Oh yeah, Jin, what about me?” Kame turns to Jin.
“You… can fuck me from in front,” Jin suggests, grinning. “Wouldn’t you like that?”
Kame doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to turn Jin down. Especially when Jin’s offer is so very tempting. He pretends to consider it, just to see Jin pout at him, but he doesn’t even have to think.
“Yeah, I would,” Kame says, grinning back. “Ryu, come on.”
Ryu thinks he probably shouldn’t refuse, so he doesn’t. And then Kame is kissing Jin again as they stumble towards the bedroom. Kame falls on top of Jin on the bed, unbuttoning Jin’s shirt and kissing his way down Jin’s chest. Ryu stops Kame halfway and pulls Kame over to himself, their mouths pressing together in sloppy kisses as they undress each other. Jin takes off his own shirt, and makes a small noise of protest when he sees Kame’s mouth is still attached to Ryu’s. He goes unheard, but then he realizes that watching Kame and Ryu kiss is hot. He feels himself hardening, so he unzips his trousers and pull them off along with his boxers and starts touching himself, all the while mesmerized by the scene in front of him-- Kame and Ryu, almost identical, with their hands all over each other. Kame has already stripped, but Ryu hasn’t. Ryu’s fingers are toying with Kame’s nipple, and Kame moans into the kiss. His hands are cupping the bulge in the front of Ryu’s pants, and Ryu’s cheeks are flushed red, keening noises at the back of his throat.
Jin strokes his own length several times, restraining himself from making any noises. Ryu pushes Kame away, panting. Kame helps Ryu to take off his pants and underwear, freeing Ryu’s cock, and then their lips meet again clumsily as Kame’s hand pumps Ryu’s member.
Jin watches Kame’s movements and imitates them on himself, and he closes his eyes and imagines Kame’s hand on his cock, and he is unable to stop himself from crying out, “Kazuya!”
Kame instantly stops kissing Ryu and turns to Jin. He watches in fascination for a few moments, Jin’s naked body stretched out on the bed with a sheen of sweat, Jin touching himself, Jin calling his name, and he licks his lips absently, and there is hunger in his gaze. “I think we’re forgetting the original plan,” he mutters at last, tearing his eyes off Jin and crawling over to the other side of the bed to the drawers. He finds the lube and comes back to Ryu with it.
“You do it,” Ryu whispers huskily in Kame’s ear. Kame shivers. It’s his voice. Ryu’s voice. His voice. He inhales shakily and fumbles with the cap, and then pours some of the liquid onto his palm. When he smears it onto Ryu’s length, Ryu kisses his neck and makes a small noise that makes Kame shiver some more.
When that’s done, Ryu puts some of the lube on his own fingers and climbs over to Jin. “Stop touching yourself,” he murmurs in Jin’s ear. Jin can’t tell whether it’s Kame’s or Ryu’s voice. He opens his eyes and it’s still somewhat difficult to tell, but he thinks it’s Ryu because Ryu is the one who’s going to fuck him from behind, and now Ryu is flipping him over and a finger is circling around his entrance. He shudders slightly when it enters him. Then a second digit. And then there’s someone slapping his face lightly.
It’s Kame. And Kame has, at some point, found a piece of rope. Jin stares at that piece of rope fearfully. “I am going to tie you up,” Kame says, leaning down to do exactly just that, tying a tight knot around Jin’s wrists. Jin feels a third digit being inserted into him. “Don’t worry, we won’t hurt you.” Kame kisses Jin gently.
Then Kame straightens up and at that instant, all three fingers leave Jin. Jin whimpers slightly. Kame puts a finger to Jin’s lips, shushing him. And then Jin feels the cock pressing against his entrance. Suddenly, without warning, Ryu pushes in fully and Jin screams.
“You asked for it,” Kame points out when Jin flails and yelps for someone to come and save him. “Now suck me.”
Jin supposes that he did ask for it and resigns a little reluctantly, trying to ignore the pain still throbbing in his behind as he takes Kame’s cock into his mouth. Jin’s tongue swirls around the length once, and then Ryu pulls out and thrusts back into him again. Jin cries out around Kame’s member. Kame’s response is only to thrust deeper into Jin’s mouth.
After some time, Jin finally gets used to this routine and it’s less agonizing now, especially when Ryu discovers that spot inside him. His licks at Kame’s cock, from top to bottom, and then sometimes he turns his attention to Kame’s balls, lapping at them and sucking them. But no one is touching him, and his cock is painfully hard and he wants, really badly, and yet he can’t even touch himself because he’s tied up. Kame is making the most erotic noises ever when he bucks into Jin’s mouth, and Jin wonders why he doesn’t give Kame blowjobs more often. But those noises are turning him on even more, and someone-- someone has to touch him, oh god, fuck--
And it seems as if Ryu heard his thoughts, because a hand slips down and starts stroking his cock. He gasps and Kame moans loudly, throwing his head back. Jin stares at the exposed neck and the skin there is perfect, he wishes he could kiss Kame there right now. And then Jin feels that slight spasm in Kame’s body, and Kame comes into his mouth all of a sudden.
Jin chokes and nearly spits it all out, but Ryu says in a low voice, “Swallow it or I’ll stop touching you.” So Jin obeys and swallows it all, watching Kame lean back into one of the pillows with a soft sigh and the most blissful expression on his face, and then Ryu’s touches quicken around Jin’s member and Jin knows he’s going to come soon. Ryu thrusts into him faster too, and he moves in the same rhythm, trying to please Ryu, but then-- Ryu’s hand leaves his cock.
“Ryu!” Jin cries, and oh god he needs to come now, his cock is aching like hell and--
“I’m not going to let you come until I’ve come first,” Ryu says quietly, and Jin wants to cry, but he doesn’t, he just lets Ryu thrust deeper and deeper each time until Ryu comes inside him, and the warm cum trickles out of Jin and down his thigh.
And finally Ryu starts pumping Jin’s cock again, and Jin comes with seconds. Jin has never welcomed his release more in his life, his vision almost turns white and he slumps down into the pillow next to Kame and Kame unties that rope around his wrists. There are slight red marks where the rope was, and Kame kisses them softly.
“I think I did it a little too tight. Sorry,” Kame apologizes, smiling at Jin.
Jin smiles back. “That was fun, wasn’t it?” he remarks, closing his eyes happily.
Kame blinks and then shakes his head, laughing a little. “I guess you are an M, aren’t you?”
“Yep, must be,” Ryu answers for Jin, grinning. “If this guy actually likes it, I think we should totally do this more often.”
---
omake (kind of)
In one particular cartoon KAT-TUN episode, when the guest starts talking about how she’s an M, Akanishi Jin is heard saying “Yeah, I’m an M too!”
--fin.
Wrote the last bit (the porn) in a huge rush, and the rest of the fic in pretty much the same blur, please point out any mistakes I might have made, thank you. ♥