Dominator vs Dominated [Nao X Saga] Oneshot
Dominator vs Dominated
Chapter 1 (Oneshot)
Pairing(s): Nao x Saga with mention of Shou x Tora
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: mature male on male action
Genre: Romance
Disclaimer: I do not own Nao or Saga (though I wish with all my heart) though I do own the idea for the fanfic so please no taking without my permission.
Synopsis: Shy yet dominating, who knew?
The crowd went wild, girls desperately reaching out in hopes of being able to run their hands down a member’s chest or to grace them with their touches of love. Saga went in with another lick to his bass as the girls erupted into a whirlwind of screams and cries of want. Nao watched through half lidded eyes, wanting nothing more then for Saga to be thinking about taking the drummers cock into his mouth, licking it just like he did his bass.
The song came to end and so did the live. The crowd was cheering, some even crying tears of joy as they watch everyone gather next to each other, bowing in thanks. Saga wrapped his arms around Nao as the drummer did the same, though his arm was lower and his hand had a good reach towards that taught ass. The bassist didn’t seem to really notice the heated gazes and the simple seductive touches that Nao used with him, but the drummer had a plan just to try and alert him to those.
On the outside, Nao appeared to be a nice, fun loving, simple and a rather shy guy, but truthfully on the inside he was a pervert, a guy who just wanted to take control of a sexual situation and end up being the one to shove his cock up another’s ass instead. He could be harsh when he wanted, calculating his next move, yet when it came to Saga, Nao never really had the right plan, had any clue on how to get his bassist into bed with him. Nights upon nights, Nao went to sleep, having dirty dreams about the other withering in pure pleasure underneath the drummer as he pounded hard into the others tight ass. Each morning he’s wake up, his cock at attention and begging for release. He needed Saga. He wanted him and craved him like no other.
The others headed backstage as Nao took a slight detour towards the bathroom. The only thing he hated the most about his obsession with Saga was the fact that any thoughts that revolved around him sent Nao in a heated frenzy. It didn’t matter if they were at the mall and he saw something Saga might like or saw an article of clothing that made his thoughts turn dirty, he always seemed to sport a rather dominate erection whenever Saga’s name was even mentioned.
When he was safely inside, he cursed slightly before leaning against the door, fishing out his aching need in order to attend to it. He was getting rather tired of only his hands pleasuring him, so instead this time he imagined Saga taking his hard length into his mouth, sucking him dry, his lips wrapped tightly around him as if starving of some kind of deep hunger. Nao’s mouth parted slightly, his eyes slowly closing as his hand moved fast, brining himself closer and closer to a much needed release. Yet fate seemed to have other plans that night. A knock on the door brought him out of his hazed dream as he fumbled to fix himself straight, hissing slightly when the material of his pants brushed against his member.
“Nao… you okay in there?” God, why did it have to be Saga. Out of all the people there, Saga just had to be the one to come and check up on him. Clearing his throat he tried to appear calm and collective though there was a hidden edge to his voice that clearly caught the bassist’s attention.
“I’m fine. Just needed to pee.” A lie and a big fat one at that. Saga went to push the door open so that he could come in and talk, but Nao had locked it. “Sorry… reflex I guess. I’ll be out in a few alright, don’t worry about me.” Saga wasn’t buying it and pushing against the door more. He was getting impatient and Nao knew that an impatient Saga was an unwise decision.
“Nao, open the damn door and let me in.” Taking a deep breath, Nao unlocked the door, opening it enough to where Saga could slip through. Locking it back when the door was fully closed, Nao came face to face with a slightly pissed Saga. “Alright spill. What the hell is going on? Why is it that after every live, after every photo shoot, you lock yourself in the bathroom?”
How was he going to explain this one? He couldn’t come out and just say it, could he? The drummer wasn’t exactly sure if Saga was gay or not. He’d seen Shou dance around him, kissing him, lick him but it was all fan service and clearly Shou and Tora had something going on that went deeper than friendship. Saga crossed his arms and waited.
“It’s nothing Saga. Really… nothing at all.” Nao turned his body away, hoping to god that Saga didn’t notice the erection that still lingered, in all its hard glory. He shifted slightly which did not go unnoticed by the bassist that time. He moved a little closer as Nao desperately tried to hide himself from the other. He was loosing his control over his actions. Having those big beautiful eyes tracing over his form, those plump lips opened slightly as if ready to whisper sweet nothings from them, those large hands, that taught tight ass ready to be fucked and drilled into the ground, Nao was loosing a battle within himself.
“Nao?” With that utter of his name, he lost it. Grabbing the other and pressing him against the door, Nao positioned his body tight up against the bassist. Saga blushed, never at all expecting this kind of reaction out of the other. Nao was supposed to be the shy one, the guy who had all the smiles and the one who was constantly in control of the situation. The man before him was different, dominate and it had Saga’s cock reacting.
Leaning forward Nao caught Saga’s earlobe in his teeth, his tongue slipping out to lightly trace the lobe while he soon focused his kisses further down. His cock was pressed tight against his jeans but Nao could care less at that moment. All he wanted was Saga and that was who he was going to get, no matter what. Saga’s breathing became labored, his eyes beginning to glaze over in passion as their lips connected. Both men were fighting for dominance, both wanting control yet for some reason Nao over powered Saga and soon took to be the seme. Heat was rising within the enclosed space as they both began to feel sweat forming on their brows.
Shirts were removed, pants unbuckled, skin began to touch skin and the two were enjoying every minute. Saga was shuddering in anticipation while Nao was busy at giving the bassist the best pleasure imaginable. Saga’s cock jumped as he felt Nao’s brush against his. For some reason Saga had told himself earlier that he didn’t need underwear that day, and once again his hunch was right. It would have been a horrible day to wear boxers.
Before too long both men where panting, Saga now having been turned so that Nao had a clear view to his petite and tight ass. Rubbing against the entrance that would lead him into an amazing and clear blissful heat, Nao couldn’t take it much longer. Leaning over slightly, Nao’s breath ghosted against the heat ridden skin of the bassist.
“I can’t hold on much longer… spread your legs wider.” With that command, Saga spread his legs only to be flipped over so that his back was against the wall again. Nao lifted one of the others legs to rest at his waist before setting himself at Saga’s entrance. Wrapping his arms around Nao’s shoulders, he pressed himself closer to the shaft that would be bringing him the most amazing pleasure imaginable. With a quick nod, Nao wasted no time in fully seething himself inside the other, not being able to hold the moan that escaped his lips.
Saga hissed in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He’d never had it in the ass before and he was sure that Nao was bigger than other men their ages, yet after a few moments Saga was surprised to find more pleasure than pain. He bucked his hips in a silent indication as Nao began his assault.
Skin slapped against skin, nails clawed at the drummers back while the room filled with moans and grunts of pleasures. Never before had either man felt anything like this before. Nao was in a state of pure bliss, his thrust wild and hard, Saga meeting his ever movement. Saga on the other hard was trying so hard to keep from screaming in ecstasy, but he was failing miserably.
Before too long Nao stopped his movements which in turn pulled a whimper out of Saga’s throat. Letting his tongue trailed down the bassist’s jaw line, Nao switched their positions and forced Saga to his knees. Confusion filled his eyes before he realized that reason he was there. Staring him face to face, pre cum dripping from the slit, the bassist was met with the large length that belonged to his drummer. Taking it in hand, he kept his eyes trained on Nao, wanting to see the reactions he caused.
Nao’s eyes rolled in the back of his head, Saga’s tongue playing expertly around the shaft. Just as Nao thought, Saga was great as licking no matter what instrument he was playing with. Saga’s hands kept him steady while the large length disappeared in and out of that skillful mouth. It was like torture but before he knew it that torture was all gone. Without any warning, Nao released, surprising the bassist.
Thanks to this, Nao’s seed spread across his face, dripping from Saga’s lips and resting slightly in his hair as well. Gasping for lost breath, Nao slide down to the floor, his head resting on his knees and before he knew it a pair of arms were wrapping around him as best they could.
“How long?” A simple question and one with an equally simple answer yet Nao couldn’t say. He didn’t really exactly know how long it had been since he first fell in love with Saga. At first he believed it to be just sexual, a desire that he craved but thinking back there were other indications that lead Nao to believe it wasn’t just sexual, it was emotional too. “How long have you wanted me Nao?”
“For a while… “ Facing the object of his desire, Nao noticed the smile that was spread out across those amazing lips. Crawling close to the drummer, Saga’s lips soon locked with Nao’s once more.
“Same here… I really like you Nao, love you even. If you are wiling to give me a chance, I’d like to see where things go from here.” Nao’s hand reached out as he ran the palm over the others cheek.
“I’d like that.”