3 times Nino wished Ohno would do "things" to him + 1 time Ohno actually did
Ahh frustrated someone who's hoping that a very late and very short Nino Birthday Fic would still be accepted :D
1
Ohno loved that jacket he usually wore when the five of them decides to eat outside or to go drinking after a certain shooting. Being said that the jacket was always worn, some parts of it were worn out already, like the end of the adjusting ropes in between the colar part and the hoodie. The ropes were knotted in the end and lay dangling in front of the jacket. Ohno would usually pick up the ropes and play with it whenever he gets bored. He would smash the two ends with each other repeatedly while looking on it with a restrained grin. While the amused man was lost in his own world another man was restraining something in him as well. Nino was so pissed everytime Ohno would do that when the later man said one time that the motion of the two rope smashing looked like two people doing french kiss. Nino at first looked at him skeptically not getting what Ohno said. Ohno ignored him but Nino slowly understood what the older man told him everytime he would do that in front of him and now Nino could vividly imagine two people kissing while looking at Ohno, worse he was imagining the two of them kissing!
"Damn you and your weird imagination Ohchan!" Nino bursted out shocking the other four members.
"What?" Ohno asked oh so innocently still trying to supress a larger grin trying to escape his mouth. Nino harrumphed and turned away spending the night sulking while trying to avoid looking at Ohno's direction as much as possible.
2
There is a small bottle in the dressing room of Arashi that would always stir attention. The bottle's width fits the palm of a grown man in an O gesture. The height is no more than 5 inches and the bottle cap looks like the other end of a test tube. The oil essence that Ohno Satoshi loves to use would usually disappear. It's not that it is expensive but the hairstylist prefered that brand than any other else and he would usually need to go out to buy one whenever the said bottle would disappear thus causing a delay to the shoot.
A newly bought bottle now lays on the hand of Ohno as the make-up stylist tried to match a darker shade of foundation to his face. Ohno was lost in his own world rubbing the bottle slowly up and down up and down up and down and he would occasionaly stop his thumb at the cap of the bottle and do a circular motion and stopping at the polar point of the cap then he would return to rubbing it again slowly up and down up and down up and down...
"Ohchaaaaan!" A frustrated shout from a lithe man disturbed the tranquility of the room.
"W-what?" Ohno looked back at Nino with now an open palm letting the bottle roll down as he tilt his palm backward and forward repeatedly.
"That!" Nino pointed his finger at the moving bottle with a blush on his face. Ohno followed the direction the finger was pointing at and stopped at the bottle laying on his palm. He stopped for a moment and looked back again at the young man resuming his ministration grinning.
"This disturbs you, Nino?"
3
Nino's been frustrated with Ohno for a week now, but not the "mad" kind of frustration. The older man entered the green room after his solo photoshoot and called Sho for his turn. Ohno sat beside Nino with his hands on his jean's pocket. Ohno closed his eyes leaning his head on the sofa as Nino watched him silently eyeing the older man. Nino roamed his eyes on Ohno's face not missing anything. After he finished looking at his face he moved his eyes lower to the man's neck, to his chest, to his stomach, to his...something caught Nino's attention and he looked at the pocket of Ohno's jeans. Ohno was wearing a tight pants and the fingers on the pocket can be seen clearly. Ohno would move his fingers ocassionally drumming a tuneless beat. Slowly the said man relaxed his fingers, stopped the drumming and started rubbing his thighs mercilessly slow up and down up and down up and down stilling the man beside him as the said man stood up abruptly going to the washroom and slamming the door hard. The older man left in the sofa opened an eye discretely grinning from ear to ear.
+1
Nino lies unmoving on his couch his games left unattended with a 'game over' flashing on his TV screen. He would have to repeat the game again but he just couldn't concentrate. His fingers would stop midair remembering one thing or another that has been bugging him this week. All of it caused by Ohno. He stared at his ceiling, he couldn't get the images out of his mind with those images opened up another scenes which came from the deepest recesses of his hidden attraction to the leader. He imagines Ohno leaning in kissing him fervently. He imagines himself opening as Ohno deepened the kiss his tongue slyly darting out tracing Nino's lower lips. Another image replaced the other on as Nino let himself succumb in his frustrations and slowly let his hand move downwards were he needed attention most. He palmed the clothed crotch as images of Ohno rubbing his member entered his mind. Nino was so lost in his own world and did not hear the twisting of his doorknob and the silent steps of the man occupying his mind right now. With Nino's eyes closed he did not see the feral grin gracing the flawless feature of Ohno who leaned on the sofa using the head of the sofa as his support and caught the unexpecting and slightly open mouth of the writhing man under him. Nino opened his eyes wide with a flash of fear but when he caught the distinct smell of soap and sea air, he immidiately relaxed. When Ohno broke the kiss the young man under was looking at him with glazed eyes begging to be touched. Ohno smiled widely positioning himself on top of Nino replacing the said man's hand on it's former location as Nino wrapped his now free hands on Ohno's neck pulling him again for another passionate kiss.
Ohno silently thanked Aiba for another wonderful idea.
The Epic Failness of trying to write a sorta mature fic. I'm used to read it but never got the knack of writing those kind of things-___- The only thing I'm good at is angst T.T