Love & Marvel
» Title: Love & Marvel (1/1)
» Author: surely_dramatic
» Rating: R
» Category: J-music → Phantasmagoria // chariots // JILL CHRIST
» Pairing: Iori x Jun
» Warning: Fluff // Language // Male x Male relation
» Word count: ±4,728
» Summary: A little change has never killed someone. So why not try it when the opportunity cannot be really refuse? Especially, on a special day...
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Aging had always been a concept people have whether fear or yet love. It was all depending of the new number that would be floating above your head for 12 months. Some people saw it as a beautiful thing to get older; others always wished to stay young, fighting to keep their heart in this pure innocence. While some would let their lives go through a normal course, accepting the fact they wouldn't be able to do certain things at a specific times of their life. You could easily observe this everywhere on the planet. When you are a teenager or a kid, you wish to be older and when you are getting older, you deeply wish to be in your young times again. But, there are always exceptions in this world. Some of them didn't do anything to keep their hearts young; it was a natural thing in their soul. There are also the other people that would be acting a lot older then what they truly look like. Without those exceptions, life would be boring and too simple.
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The following is taken place on a Monday night, November 17, 2008, at the Shinsaibashi FANJ-twice.
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Backstage everyone was still very hyper yet tired of the performances and activities of the evening. People were once again wishing a "happy birthday" to the birthday boy when they crossed path with him. He had just turned 25, but his soul was like a teenager or a kid, never aging with time. His laugh would always continue to echo wherever he was, a bright smile never vanishing from his face. You could almost say that he was an eternal child growing in an adult body.
The pink haired guitarist was walking down the hallway, thanking everyone on his way that was wishing him for the X time today a happy birthday. He was very happy; the live had been awesome with the fans and his closest friends on stage with him. Every single one of them having a blast on stage, and enjoying everything at 110%. He couldn't ask for a more perfect party. Everything has been so great; he will never forget it. Since he was backstage, he has been looking for his best friend. But the honey blond was nowhere to be found since he had left the scene himself. He really wanted to see him, waiting to be alone with him since the beginning of the day. Never having the chance to be more than 5 minutes alone with him before someone would pop out of the blues: "Happy birthday!"
"Jun-kun!" The familiar voice echoed in the hallway. The guitarist stopped his movement and turned around to see who was speaking to him. He saw Matoi running toward him. "Maa-kun!!" he smiled has the other came in reach.
"Hey, I was wondering if you would want to come with us to go party a little more? We were planning on going to the same bar like last time. Kisaki, Riku and a few others should come too."
"Hmm. That wouldn't be a bad idea. I am getting thirsty! Let me go change and I'll join you guys right after, okay?"
"Great! We'll be waiting at the entrance. We're taking one of the vans."
"Roger that captain!" Matoi laughed at his pink haired friend. "By the way, did you see Iori? I wanted to tell him, but he's nowhere to be found..."
"No. I was actually looking for him as well... I'll let him know." he paused a moment, thinking about his sentence. "Let me rephrase that. I'll drag him with me!" he grinned a bit. "Haha. Yeah! I am counting on you." Matoi took a few steps backwards, about to leave his friend. "Oh, if I see Iori by any chance... Do you want me to tell him that you are looking for him?"
"No, it's alright. I'll see him later." Jun forced a smile. "As you want my old man!"
"Hey!! I am not old Maa-kun!"
"Well, 25 it's not young either."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. You know what; I should buy a wheelchair for Kisaki-san birthday! He will use one soon." he looked up at the ceiling thinking about his idea. "You're crazy! He'll shoot you if he ever hears you say that!"
"Haha. I know. That's why I really should buy him one!" Matoi shook his head with a huge smiled. "Anyway, I am out of here. See you soon! Don't take too long."
"Yep! Later." He turned around in order to continue his way toward his dedicated room for the day smiling when he saw all the notes and papers on the door for him.
...
He was remembering the events of the recent night when he entered the dark room. He laughed alone at these fresh memories: the enthusiasm of the fans, the craziness of his friends, and especially himself. He wondered if he would ever grow up one day while removing his leather jacket and earphone around his neck. He sighed a little, suddenly tired from the day yet very pleased by it. He knew Iori wouldn't agree to come to the bar, so he had no choice but to think of something to convince the taller man to come.
Lost in his thoughts, he never heard the footsteps coming closer behind him. Suddenly, he felt some arms wrapping themselves around his waist and a body pressing itself against his. He smiled a little; perfectly knowing who it was and felt the other's hot breath on his neck while he was brushing his lips against his skin. "Happy birthday my love." he whispered in Jun's ear and kissed him right under it. The guitarist shivered a little at both the sensation and the sensual voice.
"I have been looking for you." he turned around to face Iori, wrapping his arms around his neck and looking at him with loving eyes. Iori was still wearing his make up from the live. His hair was loosely floating around his shoulder, still a little messed up and wet. He had his same jeans on, except he was wearing a black tight shirt that was defining every single lines of his beautiful body. The guitarist couldn't help but slide his fingertips over his chest. Biting a little his own lips has he really wished to touch this soft skin. Iori smiled a little at this gesture. He also has been waiting to be with his love all day long. With him running the entire day in order to thanks all the people who had been giving him gifts and wishes, without forgetting the preparation for the show. They could finally go home and pass the rest of the night together, alone. That was if Jun didn't plan another thing.
"And I have been waiting for this all evening long." he pulled Jun even closer to him to kiss him eagerly. Jun opened his mouth a little more, letting him deepen their kiss. Meanwhile, he gently started to caress Iori's neck. As the pink haired man slowly pulled away, he smiled against his lips finally brushing them against his. "Thank you." Iori lifted an eyebrow, wondering why he was thanking him so suddenly.
"...Thank you for?"
"The birthday wish from earlier."
"Oh." Iori laughed a little, not expecting that answer. "What would I do without you?" The taller man asked while smiling and resting his forehead against his. "Hmm. I am not sure... Oh! Wait. I know that your plants would become your best friend." He looked up at him with an amused face. "Hey. I am not that bad with them." he replied with a slightly insulted tone. "Hmm mmm. You almost take more care of them than me." Jun brought back their bodies really close to each other with a fake sad smile on his face. "How about you leave for a couple of days so I can show you that I don't only have plants as friends?"
"No!" His voice sounded childish. At the same time he had hidden his face in Iori's neck and clung to his shirt like a kid. "Why aren't the plants leaving for a couple of days instead?" Iori chuckled a little at this reply. "Because they produced the oxygen I need to survive when I am with you~" Jun blushed slightly at this comment and nuzzled into his friend's neck. Iori shivered lightly whispering to him ever so gently... "You know I will never leave you."
Jun smiled for himself, very pleased to hear that. He had been feeling and thinking the same toward him. After all those years spent together, he couldn't see himself being separated from him.
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"You said you were looking for me, for what reason exactly?" Iori asked while stroking Jun's back. He could sense him relaxing against his body and wished that he could stop the flow of time to stay like this. "You'll see soon enough." he replied before slowly licking up his neck, feeling his lover's body tense a little while he did it. On his side, Iori let escaped a small surprised gasp while he tilted his head, letting more room for Jun. The older didn't miss his chance, taking the offer and licking his neck back down. Hearing a brief moan coming from the honey blond who had slightly closed his eyelids.
"Shouldn't I be the one pleasing you? It's your day after all." His voice was almost a whisper while he opened his eyes. "You are Io." Jun bite him more or less gently, leaving a small mark on his pale neck. Iori couldn't help but make another pleasure sound coming from the back of his throat.
"But--" He didn't have time to finish his sentence since Jun slowly started to play with his hair, speaking against his lips... "I want to be in control tonight." He lifted up Iori's shirt just enough to slide his hand under it. The younger closed his eyes again, a brief moment before opening them with a questioning look.
"In control?"
"Yes my love." he whispered in his ear after he had bitten it gently. "I want to feel you shiver under my hands... Hear you moan my name..." While softly speaking these words, he started caressing his chest. Even as he tried not to shiver, Iori couldn't resist under those gentle touches. Yet, he had always preferred to be the leader.
"I want to feel you Iori. Taste you..." He gently pushed him against the wall and kissed him in a passionate way. As they kissed, the light haired man tried to get back in control, but soon realised that he probably won't be able to, for now. He slowly pulled away and looked at Jun right in the eyes with a sexy smile playing on his lips.
"As you wish." Iori leaned a little to make a trail of kisses down his jawline. "For tonight, I'm all yours." You could easily perceive a tiny flame of domination floating in those dark eyes despite the spoken words. Jun wasn't sure if he would remain in the lead for a long time. Perfectly knowing and aware of how Iori can be with their previous experiences.
"Only for tonight?" He made it sounded like he was surprised yet a smile didn't stop floating on his lips. "I like it more when I'm in control." Iori laughed a little and then kissed Jun's neck at the same time that he as been running his hand up his back before resting it on his shoulder.
"You should know it by now." The taller guitarist smirked at him as he grabbed his shirt collar, pulled on it to kiss his collarbone.
"Iori..."
Now it was Jun turn to close his eyes and moved his head to one side. Therefore, he wanted his lover to stop, knowing that his resistance was rather low when it was coming to this. So he decided to move his hand on the other man chest a little more aggressively, which started to leave small marks. Iori felt a brief pain here and there and instantly stopped his actions, letting out a few sharper breaths against Jun's skin.
"I told you what I want. You're not being a good boy Io." He told his partner who had a playful look in his eyes. The other guitarist simply captured his lover's lips in a sweet way to kiss him. As for his other free hand, Jun slide it all the way down Iori's body, barely touching him. When he reached his thigh, he slowed down and started to caress it. In reply to those delicate touches, the younger moaned in the kiss.
"Come..."
The pink haired man brought back both hands up to his waist and started to walk backward pulling Iori with him. The taller man followed and kissed him again in a more sensual yet aggressive way as they made their way across the room: swallowing each other moans as they debated on the control. When they reached the couch, Jun pushed his partner against it breaking their kiss.
Now sitting on the couch, Iori waited to see what his lover would do. He looked at him while he was removing his pink / black vest and throwing it beside them. (He still had another shirt under.) He then climbed on the other man, making sure to really be sitting on his laps, facing him. This made the honey blond closed his eyes and throws his head back while the older was moving against him. Without a doubt, Jun was really enjoying this. He knew that Iori would soon give up any attempts to get in control, and let him be at his full mercy. It wasn't often for him to get that type of chance. Usually the situation would just turn around. In normal time he wouldn't mind, but tonight, he really desired to remain in the lead.
"I love you~"
Jun didn't expect a reply back, knowing Iori way to well. It never was easy to make him say those 3 words, but he didn't need to hear them. Jun knew that he truly loved him; he had no doubt on that. He then decided to attack this white delicate neck, knowing all his weak spots by heart. Using one hand to hold him by the neck while his other hand was simply resting against his chest. He was varying from barely touching kisses to more aggressive ones. Adding some small bites where he knew his partner would love. Iori's body was going from tense to relax then shivery, depending of what the pink haired guitarist was doing. His breathing was getting a little faster. Placing one hand on Jun's waist, he slowly started to stroke his thigh with his other one.
"Jun..."
The guitarist smiled as he was watching him. He loved it when Iori was calling his name like that. He kissed him on the lips more violently: pulling him closer with his hand that was holding his neck in order to deepen the kiss. Iori trailed his fingertips on Jun's waist before sliding his hand under the shirt. He instantly felt him shivered and trying to control himself not to. He smiled in the kiss making the other smile too right after. Jun then moved to his jawline, licking down it. After, he continued down to his neck again, biting him a little harder than previously at the same spot. Right after this, he took a look at his lover, seeing that he was biting his lower lip, enjoying every single of this.
"Take this off Iori."
He ordered while playing with the bottom of his shirt. Expecting a glare from Iori, Jun was a little bit taken off guard when he saw him suddenly grabbed his wrist. Looking at him in a curious way, he tried to figure out what he was planning. Iori then licked his lips in a sensual way asking the permission, while he was slowly removing the hand that was resting against him. Letting the other's tongue in, Jun never expected to be pushed away without a warning and so abruptly. He let escaped both a surprised and a discontent noise. Ignoring him, Iori took the occasion to remove his shirt during that time. After throwing it in the room, he pulled Jun back really close to make him feel his bare chest.
"Better?" he purred near his ear. Jun shivered at this, not imagining having him so... obedient? He was expecting more resistance from his side. While he quickly thought about it, he realized that Iori was still managing to have it his way after all. Smiling for himself, he was still proud that the light haired man was listening to him. Normally, it wouldn't be the case.
"Yes my little kitty." He couldn't help but laughed a little as he scratched the behind of his ear. Iori simply smiled at him after having licked his left cheek. "Looks like I can tame the little lion… Into a nice kitten."
He then lightly kissed his chest following the lines down his body. It wasn't that easy since he was still sitting on him, unable to go as down as he wished. But he didn't mind that much; he knew that the guitarist was really enjoying the sensation that he was creating.
"J-Jun..." he called him while making his grip tighter despite himself. Jun slightly moaned over his shoulder, breathing faster at the feeling of this light pain. He pulled away just enough for him to remove his T-shirt. In the meantime, the light brown guitarist didn't take his desiring eyes off his lover, licking his own lips a little. As soon as he dropped the shirt Iori grabbed him by the chin, turned his head rather abruptly to the side and barely brushed his lips against his neck. Licking it lightly following the line down of his neck. He then turned back his head so they could look at each other in the eyes. Before letting go, he kissed him one last time making it obvious that he was granting Jun the entire control from now on. Without any second thought, the older one fully took charge. Iori was really starting to appreciate this change of role. He made a needy sound after Jun stopped the kiss and started to caress with the back of his hand his burning cheek. Pressing his lips against his, he teased him with his tongue as he rubbed his palm against his arousal.
"I so want to fuck you." he breathed inches away from his lips. Groaning and gasping a bit, Iori was a little surprised at the low and deep tone Jun adopted, not used to hear it. Taking the younger by the shoulders, he made him completely laid on his back allowing him to be on top. Iori didn't resist; he was letting Jun do whatever he wanted with him. At the contact of their two bare chests, both men shivered of excitement, feeling the heat crawling like venom in both of their bodies. The pink haired man got closer, parting his lover's lips with his tongue before kissing him yet again, more aggressively. During that time, Iori was back on trailing his hand at the bottom of Jun's back, moving down his hip then thigh, causing him to shiver even more.
Jun slowly lifted himself up with both elbows, getting on all four on top of Iori without breaking their passionate kiss. As he was making out with him, he took his hand down to his partner's belt, making sure to brush his fingers on the way. He couldn't wait any longer and slowly started to undo the belt, deepening the kisses at the same time.
"H-Here?"
Iori managed to speak in between the kisses. He could sense his pants being unzipped, but didn't do anything against it. On his side, Jun remained silent and finished what he had started by finally allowing one hand in. Iori's grips tighten even more with the sudden sensation, breathing and panting more heavily. At the same time, he was feeling delight to finally have some attention despite the restricted movement because of the tight jeans. As he continued to please his lover, he licked his hot cheek tenderly. For a moment he just looked at him, to his eyes he was the most beautiful creature. Deeply enjoying observing his eyelids shut, his mouth partially opened, listening to his moans filling the room. Seeing him so vulnerable with his head slightly turned to the side, in desperate search for more air with those sharp breaths, was being a pure enchantment, almost unreal.
...
"I heard that the birthday boy was in that room~!"
The door slammed wide open, allowing a happy Riku to step in followed by Kisaki who waited at the doorframe. Riku stopped his movement when he saw both men lying on the couch. "..Ah. The birthday boy is really in this room." he blinked a few times. Kisaki eyes didn't change, and only looked away. "Quite busy if I may add.'' Riku tilted his head to one side looking at them in a curious way, while Kisaki sighed at the vocalist comment.
"That's why you were never coming back Jun-kun! We've been waiting for you all this time!"
Jun let out a small nervous laugh when he saw both of them in the room: his mind having completely forgotten about the outing. He lowered himself in order to lie back against Iori. Placing his available arm on his chest to make a support, he rested his head on it, making the scene looking less... explicit? Being caught by Riku wasn't that bad, but Kisaki... That was different, almost embarrassing up to a certain point, especially like this.
"You guys aren't coming, I suppose?" Kisaki asked without looking at them, already knowing the answer. Iori's face had turned into some light shades of red. Plus what didn't help his case was the fact that Jun's hand didn't stopped moving around.
"Euh... Maybe later?" Jun smiled innocently in their direction, avoiding any eye contact with Iori.
"Like I thought..." Kisaki spoke more to himself, a little sad. He had wished to pass a good night with his former bandmates, like they used to do so often. Iori suddenly bite his own lips, hoping it would prevent him from making any sound because of Jun's touches. As he glared at his lover, he saw the amusement he had in his eyes looking elsewhere. Iori cursed him in his head while trying to control himself as much as he could. Jun simply continued while trying to not make it to obvious. He finally made escape a small sound from his lover's throat. Riku smiled widen when he heard it despite himself. Kisaki didn't react. He never appreciated to catch his "two little brothers" together like that.
"We will come. So--"
"Hey! Shouldn't Iori be on top controlling? I mean... I always thought you were the uke Jun-kun?!" The pink haired guitarist started laughing; Iori couldn't have been redder at that moment while hiding his face with his arm.
"Usually yes. But tonight it's special..." he smirked and looked down at his partner. "Riku. It's enough." Kisaki grabbed the vocalist's arm dragging him out of the room. "B-But-- Kisaki-sama! I am curious!!"
The UNDER CODE president sighed a little and took a last view at the 2 young men. Jun was waving at him with a huge smile and under him, was laying a very shy Iori who was continuing to hide himself. He smiled back at Jun despite himself.
"I'll close the door." he murmured while grabbing the doorknob.
"Yes please~!" Jun laughed as he was removing Iori's arm from over his face.
...
As soon as Kisaki closed the door and turned around, he heard his named being called, again.
"Kisaki-san! Is Jun coming yet?!" Matoi came from the other side of the hallway.
"Let's say that--"
"He's fucking Iori." Riku finished, resting against the wall. Matoi's eyes widen when he heard that answer.
"--Really?!"
"Well, they were about to... We kind of ruined the momentum." he laughed a little.
"Riku..." Kisaki rolled his eyes at his former vocalist.
"Oh. I see... That explains why Iori had disappeared! Still... I thought he would... You know..." He let his idea trailed, but everyone caught what he meant.
"Me too actually. It was a shock! I am telling you!"
"It must have been!'' Matoi laughed and Kisaki shook his head with a smile.
"Enough you two. Bring your ass over; we have drinks awaiting us and the rest of the night to celebrate."
"Without the principal guest?" Matoi raised an eyebrow.
"He will come. Give them some time to get back dressed." Riku answered him.
"How are you so sure?"
"Let's say... That I had a similar experience in the past." he replied while looking at Kisaki with a smirk. The taller man glared in his direction about to protest but didn't say anything. He then forced a smile, remembering the event.
"What?!"
Kisaki started to laugh at the drummer priceless face and placed an arm around his shoulder. "Long story." he winked at him then started to walk toward the entrance bringing a confuse Matoi and a proud Riku with him. As they were heading back to the hall, the blond vocalist didn't miss his chance to shout the discovery of the night at anyone passing near them.
...
Meanwhile, back with the two guitarists... After a few kisses and another attempt to calm Iori... Jun was still failing and looking at glaring dark eyes.
"...You didn't lock it." he finally spoke.
"Oops?" Iori let escaped a deep and annoyed sigh.
"...Jun."
"I am sorry Iori-taichou!! I forgot... Beside I didn't know you were here in the first place!" He sat on him, crossing his arms over his chest looking defensive. "And? You were about to get change before I came. You never lock your door at that moment?"
"...That is because I want you to come join me. Much easier that way if it's unlocks." Jun nodded, before laying back on him, resting his chin on his chest. "Pff. Excuses." he replied as he poked the guitarist's forehead that frowned a little. Both remained silent for a moment. Without even thinking about it, the light haired man simply started to play with a few rebel pink hairs. Adopting a serious look and tone he added on...
"And. Don't ever makes me again react like this in front of the others." Despite the serious look, you could observe that his cheeks were getting red again. He then looked away, feeling the embarrassment coming back. "But the red colour goes well with your skin tone." Jun grinned as he gently grabbed his cheek, trying to make his love smile. Like expected, a small cornered smile was being drawn on the other's lips.
"JUN!" He turned to face him with a smile, seeing Jun who was greatly amused at the situation, and proud. "Don't expect to be in control for now on." He used both elbows to get up a little and meet Jun's lips in a short kiss.
"--But I didn't get what I wanted!" Biting Iori's lips gently, he made the other groaned a little.
"You'll have to wait next year to get it then."
"Iori!!" He punched him on the shoulder. "I won't wait -that- long!"
"Oh yes you will. Trust me."
The younger completely got back in a sitting position wrapping both arms around Jun's body that was sitting on him. He then slowly made the other fall on his back, placing himself on top despite the protests.
As they looked deep into each other's eyes, Iori gently rubbed Jun's cheek with a smile on. He was finding cute and funny how his lover was trying to look pissed while glaring at him. He could easily observe the amusement playing in those eyes. He kissed him as gentle and sweet as he could for a moment. Jun replied with the same sweetness adding some little noises. The younger then softly brushed his lips over his, before whispering against them...
"I love you Jun."
...
A/N: I wrote this back in November 2008, around the 20-21, which was a few days after JUN's birthday event. Only recently, I decided to get it back out and made some corrections and adjustments to it.
Also, this is my first fanfiction that I post online (^_^)'
» Author: surely_dramatic
» Rating: R
» Category: J-music → Phantasmagoria // chariots // JILL CHRIST
» Pairing: Iori x Jun
» Warning: Fluff // Language // Male x Male relation
» Word count: ±4,728
» Summary: A little change has never killed someone. So why not try it when the opportunity cannot be really refuse? Especially, on a special day...
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Aging had always been a concept people have whether fear or yet love. It was all depending of the new number that would be floating above your head for 12 months. Some people saw it as a beautiful thing to get older; others always wished to stay young, fighting to keep their heart in this pure innocence. While some would let their lives go through a normal course, accepting the fact they wouldn't be able to do certain things at a specific times of their life. You could easily observe this everywhere on the planet. When you are a teenager or a kid, you wish to be older and when you are getting older, you deeply wish to be in your young times again. But, there are always exceptions in this world. Some of them didn't do anything to keep their hearts young; it was a natural thing in their soul. There are also the other people that would be acting a lot older then what they truly look like. Without those exceptions, life would be boring and too simple.
...
The following is taken place on a Monday night, November 17, 2008, at the Shinsaibashi FANJ-twice.
...
Backstage everyone was still very hyper yet tired of the performances and activities of the evening. People were once again wishing a "happy birthday" to the birthday boy when they crossed path with him. He had just turned 25, but his soul was like a teenager or a kid, never aging with time. His laugh would always continue to echo wherever he was, a bright smile never vanishing from his face. You could almost say that he was an eternal child growing in an adult body.
The pink haired guitarist was walking down the hallway, thanking everyone on his way that was wishing him for the X time today a happy birthday. He was very happy; the live had been awesome with the fans and his closest friends on stage with him. Every single one of them having a blast on stage, and enjoying everything at 110%. He couldn't ask for a more perfect party. Everything has been so great; he will never forget it. Since he was backstage, he has been looking for his best friend. But the honey blond was nowhere to be found since he had left the scene himself. He really wanted to see him, waiting to be alone with him since the beginning of the day. Never having the chance to be more than 5 minutes alone with him before someone would pop out of the blues: "Happy birthday!"
"Jun-kun!" The familiar voice echoed in the hallway. The guitarist stopped his movement and turned around to see who was speaking to him. He saw Matoi running toward him. "Maa-kun!!" he smiled has the other came in reach.
"Hey, I was wondering if you would want to come with us to go party a little more? We were planning on going to the same bar like last time. Kisaki, Riku and a few others should come too."
"Hmm. That wouldn't be a bad idea. I am getting thirsty! Let me go change and I'll join you guys right after, okay?"
"Great! We'll be waiting at the entrance. We're taking one of the vans."
"Roger that captain!" Matoi laughed at his pink haired friend. "By the way, did you see Iori? I wanted to tell him, but he's nowhere to be found..."
"No. I was actually looking for him as well... I'll let him know." he paused a moment, thinking about his sentence. "Let me rephrase that. I'll drag him with me!" he grinned a bit. "Haha. Yeah! I am counting on you." Matoi took a few steps backwards, about to leave his friend. "Oh, if I see Iori by any chance... Do you want me to tell him that you are looking for him?"
"No, it's alright. I'll see him later." Jun forced a smile. "As you want my old man!"
"Hey!! I am not old Maa-kun!"
"Well, 25 it's not young either."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. You know what; I should buy a wheelchair for Kisaki-san birthday! He will use one soon." he looked up at the ceiling thinking about his idea. "You're crazy! He'll shoot you if he ever hears you say that!"
"Haha. I know. That's why I really should buy him one!" Matoi shook his head with a huge smiled. "Anyway, I am out of here. See you soon! Don't take too long."
"Yep! Later." He turned around in order to continue his way toward his dedicated room for the day smiling when he saw all the notes and papers on the door for him.
...
He was remembering the events of the recent night when he entered the dark room. He laughed alone at these fresh memories: the enthusiasm of the fans, the craziness of his friends, and especially himself. He wondered if he would ever grow up one day while removing his leather jacket and earphone around his neck. He sighed a little, suddenly tired from the day yet very pleased by it. He knew Iori wouldn't agree to come to the bar, so he had no choice but to think of something to convince the taller man to come.
Lost in his thoughts, he never heard the footsteps coming closer behind him. Suddenly, he felt some arms wrapping themselves around his waist and a body pressing itself against his. He smiled a little; perfectly knowing who it was and felt the other's hot breath on his neck while he was brushing his lips against his skin. "Happy birthday my love." he whispered in Jun's ear and kissed him right under it. The guitarist shivered a little at both the sensation and the sensual voice.
"I have been looking for you." he turned around to face Iori, wrapping his arms around his neck and looking at him with loving eyes. Iori was still wearing his make up from the live. His hair was loosely floating around his shoulder, still a little messed up and wet. He had his same jeans on, except he was wearing a black tight shirt that was defining every single lines of his beautiful body. The guitarist couldn't help but slide his fingertips over his chest. Biting a little his own lips has he really wished to touch this soft skin. Iori smiled a little at this gesture. He also has been waiting to be with his love all day long. With him running the entire day in order to thanks all the people who had been giving him gifts and wishes, without forgetting the preparation for the show. They could finally go home and pass the rest of the night together, alone. That was if Jun didn't plan another thing.
"And I have been waiting for this all evening long." he pulled Jun even closer to him to kiss him eagerly. Jun opened his mouth a little more, letting him deepen their kiss. Meanwhile, he gently started to caress Iori's neck. As the pink haired man slowly pulled away, he smiled against his lips finally brushing them against his. "Thank you." Iori lifted an eyebrow, wondering why he was thanking him so suddenly.
"...Thank you for?"
"The birthday wish from earlier."
"Oh." Iori laughed a little, not expecting that answer. "What would I do without you?" The taller man asked while smiling and resting his forehead against his. "Hmm. I am not sure... Oh! Wait. I know that your plants would become your best friend." He looked up at him with an amused face. "Hey. I am not that bad with them." he replied with a slightly insulted tone. "Hmm mmm. You almost take more care of them than me." Jun brought back their bodies really close to each other with a fake sad smile on his face. "How about you leave for a couple of days so I can show you that I don't only have plants as friends?"
"No!" His voice sounded childish. At the same time he had hidden his face in Iori's neck and clung to his shirt like a kid. "Why aren't the plants leaving for a couple of days instead?" Iori chuckled a little at this reply. "Because they produced the oxygen I need to survive when I am with you~" Jun blushed slightly at this comment and nuzzled into his friend's neck. Iori shivered lightly whispering to him ever so gently... "You know I will never leave you."
Jun smiled for himself, very pleased to hear that. He had been feeling and thinking the same toward him. After all those years spent together, he couldn't see himself being separated from him.
...
"You said you were looking for me, for what reason exactly?" Iori asked while stroking Jun's back. He could sense him relaxing against his body and wished that he could stop the flow of time to stay like this. "You'll see soon enough." he replied before slowly licking up his neck, feeling his lover's body tense a little while he did it. On his side, Iori let escaped a small surprised gasp while he tilted his head, letting more room for Jun. The older didn't miss his chance, taking the offer and licking his neck back down. Hearing a brief moan coming from the honey blond who had slightly closed his eyelids.
"Shouldn't I be the one pleasing you? It's your day after all." His voice was almost a whisper while he opened his eyes. "You are Io." Jun bite him more or less gently, leaving a small mark on his pale neck. Iori couldn't help but make another pleasure sound coming from the back of his throat.
"But--" He didn't have time to finish his sentence since Jun slowly started to play with his hair, speaking against his lips... "I want to be in control tonight." He lifted up Iori's shirt just enough to slide his hand under it. The younger closed his eyes again, a brief moment before opening them with a questioning look.
"In control?"
"Yes my love." he whispered in his ear after he had bitten it gently. "I want to feel you shiver under my hands... Hear you moan my name..." While softly speaking these words, he started caressing his chest. Even as he tried not to shiver, Iori couldn't resist under those gentle touches. Yet, he had always preferred to be the leader.
"I want to feel you Iori. Taste you..." He gently pushed him against the wall and kissed him in a passionate way. As they kissed, the light haired man tried to get back in control, but soon realised that he probably won't be able to, for now. He slowly pulled away and looked at Jun right in the eyes with a sexy smile playing on his lips.
"As you wish." Iori leaned a little to make a trail of kisses down his jawline. "For tonight, I'm all yours." You could easily perceive a tiny flame of domination floating in those dark eyes despite the spoken words. Jun wasn't sure if he would remain in the lead for a long time. Perfectly knowing and aware of how Iori can be with their previous experiences.
"Only for tonight?" He made it sounded like he was surprised yet a smile didn't stop floating on his lips. "I like it more when I'm in control." Iori laughed a little and then kissed Jun's neck at the same time that he as been running his hand up his back before resting it on his shoulder.
"You should know it by now." The taller guitarist smirked at him as he grabbed his shirt collar, pulled on it to kiss his collarbone.
"Iori..."
Now it was Jun turn to close his eyes and moved his head to one side. Therefore, he wanted his lover to stop, knowing that his resistance was rather low when it was coming to this. So he decided to move his hand on the other man chest a little more aggressively, which started to leave small marks. Iori felt a brief pain here and there and instantly stopped his actions, letting out a few sharper breaths against Jun's skin.
"I told you what I want. You're not being a good boy Io." He told his partner who had a playful look in his eyes. The other guitarist simply captured his lover's lips in a sweet way to kiss him. As for his other free hand, Jun slide it all the way down Iori's body, barely touching him. When he reached his thigh, he slowed down and started to caress it. In reply to those delicate touches, the younger moaned in the kiss.
"Come..."
The pink haired man brought back both hands up to his waist and started to walk backward pulling Iori with him. The taller man followed and kissed him again in a more sensual yet aggressive way as they made their way across the room: swallowing each other moans as they debated on the control. When they reached the couch, Jun pushed his partner against it breaking their kiss.
Now sitting on the couch, Iori waited to see what his lover would do. He looked at him while he was removing his pink / black vest and throwing it beside them. (He still had another shirt under.) He then climbed on the other man, making sure to really be sitting on his laps, facing him. This made the honey blond closed his eyes and throws his head back while the older was moving against him. Without a doubt, Jun was really enjoying this. He knew that Iori would soon give up any attempts to get in control, and let him be at his full mercy. It wasn't often for him to get that type of chance. Usually the situation would just turn around. In normal time he wouldn't mind, but tonight, he really desired to remain in the lead.
"I love you~"
Jun didn't expect a reply back, knowing Iori way to well. It never was easy to make him say those 3 words, but he didn't need to hear them. Jun knew that he truly loved him; he had no doubt on that. He then decided to attack this white delicate neck, knowing all his weak spots by heart. Using one hand to hold him by the neck while his other hand was simply resting against his chest. He was varying from barely touching kisses to more aggressive ones. Adding some small bites where he knew his partner would love. Iori's body was going from tense to relax then shivery, depending of what the pink haired guitarist was doing. His breathing was getting a little faster. Placing one hand on Jun's waist, he slowly started to stroke his thigh with his other one.
"Jun..."
The guitarist smiled as he was watching him. He loved it when Iori was calling his name like that. He kissed him on the lips more violently: pulling him closer with his hand that was holding his neck in order to deepen the kiss. Iori trailed his fingertips on Jun's waist before sliding his hand under the shirt. He instantly felt him shivered and trying to control himself not to. He smiled in the kiss making the other smile too right after. Jun then moved to his jawline, licking down it. After, he continued down to his neck again, biting him a little harder than previously at the same spot. Right after this, he took a look at his lover, seeing that he was biting his lower lip, enjoying every single of this.
"Take this off Iori."
He ordered while playing with the bottom of his shirt. Expecting a glare from Iori, Jun was a little bit taken off guard when he saw him suddenly grabbed his wrist. Looking at him in a curious way, he tried to figure out what he was planning. Iori then licked his lips in a sensual way asking the permission, while he was slowly removing the hand that was resting against him. Letting the other's tongue in, Jun never expected to be pushed away without a warning and so abruptly. He let escaped both a surprised and a discontent noise. Ignoring him, Iori took the occasion to remove his shirt during that time. After throwing it in the room, he pulled Jun back really close to make him feel his bare chest.
"Better?" he purred near his ear. Jun shivered at this, not imagining having him so... obedient? He was expecting more resistance from his side. While he quickly thought about it, he realized that Iori was still managing to have it his way after all. Smiling for himself, he was still proud that the light haired man was listening to him. Normally, it wouldn't be the case.
"Yes my little kitty." He couldn't help but laughed a little as he scratched the behind of his ear. Iori simply smiled at him after having licked his left cheek. "Looks like I can tame the little lion… Into a nice kitten."
He then lightly kissed his chest following the lines down his body. It wasn't that easy since he was still sitting on him, unable to go as down as he wished. But he didn't mind that much; he knew that the guitarist was really enjoying the sensation that he was creating.
"J-Jun..." he called him while making his grip tighter despite himself. Jun slightly moaned over his shoulder, breathing faster at the feeling of this light pain. He pulled away just enough for him to remove his T-shirt. In the meantime, the light brown guitarist didn't take his desiring eyes off his lover, licking his own lips a little. As soon as he dropped the shirt Iori grabbed him by the chin, turned his head rather abruptly to the side and barely brushed his lips against his neck. Licking it lightly following the line down of his neck. He then turned back his head so they could look at each other in the eyes. Before letting go, he kissed him one last time making it obvious that he was granting Jun the entire control from now on. Without any second thought, the older one fully took charge. Iori was really starting to appreciate this change of role. He made a needy sound after Jun stopped the kiss and started to caress with the back of his hand his burning cheek. Pressing his lips against his, he teased him with his tongue as he rubbed his palm against his arousal.
"I so want to fuck you." he breathed inches away from his lips. Groaning and gasping a bit, Iori was a little surprised at the low and deep tone Jun adopted, not used to hear it. Taking the younger by the shoulders, he made him completely laid on his back allowing him to be on top. Iori didn't resist; he was letting Jun do whatever he wanted with him. At the contact of their two bare chests, both men shivered of excitement, feeling the heat crawling like venom in both of their bodies. The pink haired man got closer, parting his lover's lips with his tongue before kissing him yet again, more aggressively. During that time, Iori was back on trailing his hand at the bottom of Jun's back, moving down his hip then thigh, causing him to shiver even more.
Jun slowly lifted himself up with both elbows, getting on all four on top of Iori without breaking their passionate kiss. As he was making out with him, he took his hand down to his partner's belt, making sure to brush his fingers on the way. He couldn't wait any longer and slowly started to undo the belt, deepening the kisses at the same time.
"H-Here?"
Iori managed to speak in between the kisses. He could sense his pants being unzipped, but didn't do anything against it. On his side, Jun remained silent and finished what he had started by finally allowing one hand in. Iori's grips tighten even more with the sudden sensation, breathing and panting more heavily. At the same time, he was feeling delight to finally have some attention despite the restricted movement because of the tight jeans. As he continued to please his lover, he licked his hot cheek tenderly. For a moment he just looked at him, to his eyes he was the most beautiful creature. Deeply enjoying observing his eyelids shut, his mouth partially opened, listening to his moans filling the room. Seeing him so vulnerable with his head slightly turned to the side, in desperate search for more air with those sharp breaths, was being a pure enchantment, almost unreal.
...
"I heard that the birthday boy was in that room~!"
The door slammed wide open, allowing a happy Riku to step in followed by Kisaki who waited at the doorframe. Riku stopped his movement when he saw both men lying on the couch. "..Ah. The birthday boy is really in this room." he blinked a few times. Kisaki eyes didn't change, and only looked away. "Quite busy if I may add.'' Riku tilted his head to one side looking at them in a curious way, while Kisaki sighed at the vocalist comment.
"That's why you were never coming back Jun-kun! We've been waiting for you all this time!"
Jun let out a small nervous laugh when he saw both of them in the room: his mind having completely forgotten about the outing. He lowered himself in order to lie back against Iori. Placing his available arm on his chest to make a support, he rested his head on it, making the scene looking less... explicit? Being caught by Riku wasn't that bad, but Kisaki... That was different, almost embarrassing up to a certain point, especially like this.
"You guys aren't coming, I suppose?" Kisaki asked without looking at them, already knowing the answer. Iori's face had turned into some light shades of red. Plus what didn't help his case was the fact that Jun's hand didn't stopped moving around.
"Euh... Maybe later?" Jun smiled innocently in their direction, avoiding any eye contact with Iori.
"Like I thought..." Kisaki spoke more to himself, a little sad. He had wished to pass a good night with his former bandmates, like they used to do so often. Iori suddenly bite his own lips, hoping it would prevent him from making any sound because of Jun's touches. As he glared at his lover, he saw the amusement he had in his eyes looking elsewhere. Iori cursed him in his head while trying to control himself as much as he could. Jun simply continued while trying to not make it to obvious. He finally made escape a small sound from his lover's throat. Riku smiled widen when he heard it despite himself. Kisaki didn't react. He never appreciated to catch his "two little brothers" together like that.
"We will come. So--"
"Hey! Shouldn't Iori be on top controlling? I mean... I always thought you were the uke Jun-kun?!" The pink haired guitarist started laughing; Iori couldn't have been redder at that moment while hiding his face with his arm.
"Usually yes. But tonight it's special..." he smirked and looked down at his partner. "Riku. It's enough." Kisaki grabbed the vocalist's arm dragging him out of the room. "B-But-- Kisaki-sama! I am curious!!"
The UNDER CODE president sighed a little and took a last view at the 2 young men. Jun was waving at him with a huge smile and under him, was laying a very shy Iori who was continuing to hide himself. He smiled back at Jun despite himself.
"I'll close the door." he murmured while grabbing the doorknob.
"Yes please~!" Jun laughed as he was removing Iori's arm from over his face.
...
As soon as Kisaki closed the door and turned around, he heard his named being called, again.
"Kisaki-san! Is Jun coming yet?!" Matoi came from the other side of the hallway.
"Let's say that--"
"He's fucking Iori." Riku finished, resting against the wall. Matoi's eyes widen when he heard that answer.
"--Really?!"
"Well, they were about to... We kind of ruined the momentum." he laughed a little.
"Riku..." Kisaki rolled his eyes at his former vocalist.
"Oh. I see... That explains why Iori had disappeared! Still... I thought he would... You know..." He let his idea trailed, but everyone caught what he meant.
"Me too actually. It was a shock! I am telling you!"
"It must have been!'' Matoi laughed and Kisaki shook his head with a smile.
"Enough you two. Bring your ass over; we have drinks awaiting us and the rest of the night to celebrate."
"Without the principal guest?" Matoi raised an eyebrow.
"He will come. Give them some time to get back dressed." Riku answered him.
"How are you so sure?"
"Let's say... That I had a similar experience in the past." he replied while looking at Kisaki with a smirk. The taller man glared in his direction about to protest but didn't say anything. He then forced a smile, remembering the event.
"What?!"
Kisaki started to laugh at the drummer priceless face and placed an arm around his shoulder. "Long story." he winked at him then started to walk toward the entrance bringing a confuse Matoi and a proud Riku with him. As they were heading back to the hall, the blond vocalist didn't miss his chance to shout the discovery of the night at anyone passing near them.
...
Meanwhile, back with the two guitarists... After a few kisses and another attempt to calm Iori... Jun was still failing and looking at glaring dark eyes.
"...You didn't lock it." he finally spoke.
"Oops?" Iori let escaped a deep and annoyed sigh.
"...Jun."
"I am sorry Iori-taichou!! I forgot... Beside I didn't know you were here in the first place!" He sat on him, crossing his arms over his chest looking defensive. "And? You were about to get change before I came. You never lock your door at that moment?"
"...That is because I want you to come join me. Much easier that way if it's unlocks." Jun nodded, before laying back on him, resting his chin on his chest. "Pff. Excuses." he replied as he poked the guitarist's forehead that frowned a little. Both remained silent for a moment. Without even thinking about it, the light haired man simply started to play with a few rebel pink hairs. Adopting a serious look and tone he added on...
"And. Don't ever makes me again react like this in front of the others." Despite the serious look, you could observe that his cheeks were getting red again. He then looked away, feeling the embarrassment coming back. "But the red colour goes well with your skin tone." Jun grinned as he gently grabbed his cheek, trying to make his love smile. Like expected, a small cornered smile was being drawn on the other's lips.
"JUN!" He turned to face him with a smile, seeing Jun who was greatly amused at the situation, and proud. "Don't expect to be in control for now on." He used both elbows to get up a little and meet Jun's lips in a short kiss.
"--But I didn't get what I wanted!" Biting Iori's lips gently, he made the other groaned a little.
"You'll have to wait next year to get it then."
"Iori!!" He punched him on the shoulder. "I won't wait -that- long!"
"Oh yes you will. Trust me."
The younger completely got back in a sitting position wrapping both arms around Jun's body that was sitting on him. He then slowly made the other fall on his back, placing himself on top despite the protests.
As they looked deep into each other's eyes, Iori gently rubbed Jun's cheek with a smile on. He was finding cute and funny how his lover was trying to look pissed while glaring at him. He could easily observe the amusement playing in those eyes. He kissed him as gentle and sweet as he could for a moment. Jun replied with the same sweetness adding some little noises. The younger then softly brushed his lips over his, before whispering against them...
"I love you Jun."
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A/N: I wrote this back in November 2008, around the 20-21, which was a few days after JUN's birthday event. Only recently, I decided to get it back out and made some corrections and adjustments to it.
Also, this is my first fanfiction that I post online (^_^)'