Summer Loving [Nao X Tora] Oneshot
Summer Loving
Chapter 1 (Oneshot)
Pairing(s): Nao x Tora
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: mature male on male action
Genre: Romance
Disclaimer: I do not own Nao or Tora (though I wish with all my heart) though I do own the idea for the fanfic so please no taking without my permission.
Synopsis: Summer Love blossoms
The sounds around the city were bustling, people moving this way and that, the birds flying overhead, a gentle breeze glittering through the trees. The park was alive as Nao settled himself down on one of the many benches located there. His pitch black sunglasses covered his delicate eyes from the sun as he watched children, mothers, fathers, friends and lovers pass by him, unaware how close to a star they really were. He occasionally had a whisper or two here, but no one actually approached him.
Tora stuffed his hands into his pockets, the wind whipping the ends of his hair around slightly. His head was lowered down some, trying to keep attention away from his form as he enjoyed a day completely alone and away from screaming fans. He really did love the fans, in fact without them he was sure that he wouldn’t be doing much with his life, yet sometimes a break was needed. Before too long, he became bored. That was until he saw a form sitting on a park bench not that far from his location. With a rise of his lips, Tora casually walked towards the slumped figure before sitting beside the drummer.
Nao hadn’t noticed the guitarist, his eyes having been temporally closed to catch a little shut eye. He heard the soft shifting of material as an arm wrapped itself around his shoulder. Jumping at the sudden contact, Nao’s eyes landed on the sunglasses of his band mates. Letting out a little sigh, a small chuckle escape his lips after before he threw his head back slightly.
“Ne, Tora… what are you doing here?” Tora shifted so that he was sitting closer to the drummer before fishing out of his pocket a packet of cigarettes and his lighter. Nao scrunched his nose up, he never really did like when the others smoked around him but he couldn’t stop them from doing something they’ve done for years.
“Not a lot actually, just walking around, trying to clear my head.” It was the truth, lately his mind was being wracked with images of a certain drummer, naked and begging for Tora’s thick cock to be shoved deep into his tight and awaiting ass. It was driving the tiger crazy and it was affecting his sleep as well. It seemed every night he would just sit in bed, his hands working overtime while he tried to bring himself to a mind numbing release, all the while picturing the other.
His pants grew slightly tighter but Tora controlled himself. The last thing he needed was to be sporting a rather prominent erection in a park full of laughter, love and children. Nao noticed his slight discomfort and soon came to realize that a larger crowd was forming. Taking the guitarist’s hand in his own, Nao pulled the other up and started walking out of the park. Tora, slightly confused, followed the smaller man in wonder, watching the way his ass would move from side to side. Biting his bottom lip, Tora could only imagine and wonder when he would finally be able to thrust into that tight hole and fill it with his seed.
Nao’s apartment was clean, something Tora was expecting. It had the basic necessities, a TV and a couch along with the kitchen appliances and table. It was clearly just a normal apartment, but the fact that it was Nao’s apartment sent Tora’s mind wirling with opportunities. Licking his lips lightly, he focused now on the retreating back end of the drummer once more. His cock jumped in excitement, his mind filling with those dirty images again, only this time, Tora did nothing to calm himself down.
Spreading his legs, he gathered the courage and pulled a face that to most girls would have the creaming their pants. Nao had begun to turn when he saw that state of the bands guitarist. His cheeks heated as his own pants began to get tighter. He had never seen this side to the usually quiet and reserved tiger. He shifted in his spot for a few moments, wrapping the idea of being intimate with Tora around in his head. Each time his mind came across these certain thoughts; they immediately went to the image of him riding Tora into a state of eternal pleasure.
Swallowing the saliva that had gathered in his mouth, Nao closed his eyes for just a few moments before turning fully towards the horny and needy man, who was clearly ready for some kind of action. Settling himself on the floor between the others legs, Nao watched as Tora’s eyes slowly glaze over with an unknown emotion. His gaze became hooded as the drummer crawled light up to his knees. Running hands up that hard chest, the tips brushing against hardened nipples, Nao felt Tora’s heart beat quicken in pace.
“Nao… I’ll only do this if you want it too.” Place a finger against those amazingly plumb and pink morsels, Nao’s lips rose to smirk. Tora’s tongue slipped out, running along the digit before taking it into his own mouth, suckling it slowly. Both their cocks jumped into excitement as Tora’s mouth imitated the action he wanted to expose the other too.
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The room was burning up, moans and grunts echoing of the white walls, the couch creaking due to the pressure place on it. Tora’s back was littered with red scratches while his shoulders and collarbone were covered in bite marks. Sweat dripped from his brow, beading at his neck and slipping down his spine. His hands rested at Nao’s hips, gripping them tightly as his body moved back and forth with his thrusts.
His lips were parted; Nao’s moaned mixing with his own as he slide deeper and deeper inside. Tora brought their bodies closer, the feeling and sensations of hot skin mashed together with more hot sweaty flesh sending a bolt of pleasure down the guitarist’s body. He was in heaven. Dreams were one thing, but now Tora was actually fucking his desire and he couldn’t have been happier. Nao’s hands gripped the back of the couch, his nails making small rips in the material as he tried to keep desperate control of his aching body.
“Oh god… TORA!!” He was larger than he believed and at first Nao seriously believed that the other wouldn’t fit. It was painfully, hurt like a bitch but that soon all changed into pleasure that he had never once experienced. Maybe Tora had been a lover before his, maybe he had been with a ton of other men and he just became this talented? Years of playing guitar had really paid off for his new lover and Nao could only imagine what other amazing and talented things he could do with those long digits.
They were both getting so close, so painfully close to releasing yet they wanted to spend as much time connected together, ass to cock. Nao’s cock rocked in sync with Tora’s thrusts, slapping against the skin of his stomach which in turn had him spewing curses and moans. He felt a warm soothing sensation fill his stomach as he grew closer still. With a screaming moan as warning, Nao spewed his seed all over the couch material, his whole body racked with spasms of pleasure.
Tora felt the muscles inside of Nao’s ass tighten before slowly beginning to relax sending Tora into his own personal orgasm, his seed filling the other deeply, excess dripping down the legs of the panting drummer. Leaning against Nao, the guitarist tried to catch his breath before slipping out and then flopping down. Closing his eyes, he felt the effects of his orgasm slipping from head to toe before the weight of another pressed down against him.
“Damn Tora… if I had known earlier that you were this talented I would have come to you sooner.” They both chuckled before getting completely serious. “This isn’t going to be just a one time thing, right?” Running his fingers through Nao’s tousled hair, Tora let his lips stretch into an easy going smile.
“Never one time… I don’t think I got enough of that sweet ass today.” Nao blushed before lightly punching the others arm, which brought forth more chuckles. “How about another round?” Pressed against Nao’s own growing erection, the drummer bit his bottom lip in anticipation.
“Do you really have to ask?”