ItsuKimi Fic.
Oh no… here it comes again…my heart’s beating faster, and louder, can’t they hear it!?
Here it comes, he’s saying his line, but I am definitely ready this time! Ah, he laughed, it’s here. I’m read-no …I’m --
“Ok CUT, CUT!” the director yelled for what seemed to be the millionth time that day. “I’m sorry, I’m not getting the right feeling or any feeling from this at all!” he yelled again. “Kawaai-kun!” I cringed at the tone of his voice, “I know this might be your first time kissing another male, and you might not be used to it, but please try a little harder.” The director rubbed his tired eyes.
“Ha-hai,” I replied and fell back onto the futon. I let out a sigh of frustration, or was it relief that I didn’t get a worse scolding? I heard another sigh being let out by the person next to me. “We should take a break, ne Ryuu-kun?” a deep baritone whispered. “Yeah …,” I agreed. “Let’s take a break.”
“Kantoku, can we take a short break? Maybe that will help us all clear our heads up and get this scene right,” Saito Takumi suggested. “Yeah, okay. Twenty-minute break everyone!” yelled the director to his crew. Saito fell back onto the futon as well, and pulling the blanket over his chest. I watched as the staff and crew cleared the bedroom where we were shooting. “Thanks for that, Takumi-kun,” I said to my friend in a low voice. “No worries, you needed it,” he returned.
I let out another sigh. The room had gone quiet. The hustle and bustle of the movie crew and other actors who were hanging around had died down; all that can be heard within the room was the steady pace of my breathing, and Takumi-kun’s. I pulled our blanket closer to myself. I turned on my side to face him. “Ne,” I asked, “you’ve done this before. What is it that I’m doing wrong?”
Takumi-kun turned onto his side as well and looked at me. “Well,” he started, “you need to relax first of all…” I blinked at him. “Relax?” I asked, “You’re asking me to relax when I’m kissing another male, and a good friend of mine at that! Besides, I’m supposed to act surprised and taken aback when … that happens!” Takumi-kun started to laugh at my little outburst. “See that? That is a clear sign you’re not relaxed!” He gave me one of his brilliantly bright smiles. I gave him one of my sharpest Hiyoshi Wakashi glares in return; that should’ve gotten him to take me seriously.
“Really though, Takumi-kun, you need to help me on this! Please?” I begged. Takumi-kun chuckled, and then looked at me while giving me another one of his large smiles. “Okay, okay, I’ll help you, but promise you won’t run away or scream out or do anything to attract other people’s attentions?” he asked. I was desperate, and had no idea what he had in store for this so called, “help” so I didn’t have any suspicions, until that is, it was too late.
“Yes, I promise I won’t run, scream, or grab other people’s attentions,” I declared. What will he do that will make me run away though? “All right …” he said slowly. “Let’s start then, Ryunosuke-kun. Close your eyes, and try to relax,” he instructed. I did as I was told, even in that awkward position of being propped up on one elbow. I heard Takumi-kun chuckle lightly, then a shift of movement and his soft lips were upon mine once again.
It felt a little different this time, yet still similar to the takes we did earlier today. It’s still soft, and still, but there were no rolling cameras, or being watched closely by the director and crew. I decided to wait before I protested against him. He then shifted his position so that our bodies were closer. Takumi-kun pulled away suddenly. What the ..!? I was about to open my eyes again until …
“Ryunosuke-kun, keep your eyes closed, and keep in mind your promise,” I heard his deep, velvety voice instruct me softly. I closed my eyes again and felt a warm hand on my shoulder, gently pushing me flat against the futon. This is different … Another shift in weight, he was kissing me again, this time with him half-way on top of me. This time, he started to move against my lips, gently at first, gradually adding more pressure, and speeding up little by little as well.
I’m supposed to respond, right? I imitated the way his lips move, opening and closing, adding pressure then taking it away. “Mmm…” - wait. Was that me? Did I just moan!? Takumi-kun shifted his weight and somehow pulled the blanket over both our heads. This … is new. He was lying on top of me now, and I can say that for a thin man, he’s heavier than he looks. With our lips still touching, he shifted his weight until he was comfortable. His hands were in my hair now, and I couldn’t help but place my hands on both sides of his waist. He gave off a little sound of satisfaction, and then felt his tongue against my lips. Is he asking for permission?
I opened my mouth oh so slightly, just enough to let him in. Why do I feel so nervous? Kissing women wasn’t any different that this, it’s the same thing, isn’t it? I felt his tongue gently enter my mouth, as if it was fragile. It was getting hard to breathe with Takumi-kun on top of me with his tongue in my mouth and with the blanket over both our heads. His tongue gently explored my mouth; I think he didn’t want to see even more forward than he already has been.
His tongue flicked over my palate. “Nngh…” -was that me again? It tickled to be licked there; it tasted weird when his tongue brushed against mine. How was I supposed to respond again? I lost the ability to think when his fingers started pressing against my scalp, slowly and gently massaging my pressure points. I wrapped my arms around his waist.
Takumi-kun’s hands traveled from my head to where my hands were. He gently wrapped his long, delicate fingers around my wrists and moved them. I thought nothing of it, until that is, I realized in what position I was. Takumi-kun took both my wrists above my head in one hand, while the other continued to roam. What the --!? I opened my eyes wide, “Nnngh! Mmmm!!” I protested. I started to move my head from side to side, breaking the kiss. He pulled away and stared at me.
“What the hell are you doing, Takumi-kun!?” I panted. All he did was look at me and then shifted his weight. “Relax,” he instructed, still holding me in position, “just relax, Ryunosuke-kun.” “Relax!? You’re asking me to relax!? Look at us, Takumi-kun! What the hell are we doing!?” I protested. “You asked me to help you get this scene right, and so I am,” Takumi-kun said.
Honestly, I’m fighting an internal battle. Part of me wants him to keep going, but another part of me wants him to stop and look at our situation closely. We’re good friends, and last time I checked, good friends don’t usually top each other in bed, making out, and leading to …other… things. I shuddered slightly at the thought of other things.
Twenty minutes is going to run out soon, anyone can walk in on us before that, oh gods what am I going to say? What will be our excuse!? “Oh, uh, we were asleep and somehow got in this position?” No! That’s not going to work, umm… err… it’s so hard to think when he’s looking at me like that, and holding me in this position. My wrists are starting to hurt from being held like this, and it’s getting really hard to breathe under here.
“Ryunosuke-kun,”
Demo, what are we really going to say!? What will the director think? Surely -
“Ryunosuke-kun!”
Oh geez, what will the other actors think!?
“RYUNOSUKE-KUN!”
I snapped out of my trail of thought and blinked. I felt the brush of lips against mine again. “There,” Takumi-kun started, “I have your attention again.” I blinked at him once more. “Takumi-kun…,” I started, “Isn’t twenty minutes going to be over soon? I don’t know if this thing you’re doing is helping me at all, but -“ I was cut off again by him, this time he kissed me with a little more force, and using his other hand to massage my scalp again.
I tried to keep my ability to think, but there’s something about Takumi-kun’s delicate, yet forceful touch that just gets to me. I can’t help but let out another small moan and closed my eyes once more. All my attempts to squirm out from under him failed at that moment, leaving him to control me. Takumi-kun took away his hand from my scalp once more, and began to roam again; down my neck, briefly over my chest, down to the hem of my shirt. I felt warmness over my bare belly as Takumi-kun’s hand traveled over it.
I lost myself. I kissed him back, it was all that I knew how to do at this point. I let out sounds of satisfaction, and didn’t care anymore. The part of me that wanted him to keep going had taken over my head. I couldn’t help but respond. I felt heated; it was still hard to breathe under here. My body temperature was rising. “Nngh..” I whimpered, dear gods save me; I was growing hard.
I thought I was straight…
Takumi-kun’s hand traveled back down from exploring my belly to the waistband of my thin pajama pants. I felt one of his long fingers slip under the waistband.
Thump … thump … thump… That was my heartbeat right? Why did it seem to get louder as Takumi-kun keeps moving forward? Thump… thump… thump… Wait. That wasn’t my heartbeat..
My eyes flew open in the realization that they were footsteps coming from outside.
Dear gods, we’re going to be caught. Takumi-kun! Stop! -
I heard the scratchy creak of the sliding door open, at the same time that I felt a rush of cold air and being free of Takumi-kun’s weight.
“Mmmmm…” I heard Takumi-kun moan out. I looked over as he pretended to stretch. I realized I was still in the same position that Takumi-kun held me in during our … “little lesson”. I followed suit and pretended to stretch as well.
“Rise and shine, sleeping beauties. Did you guys nap during that twenty minute break?” I heard the director say. “Ehehe ..,” I laughed nervously, “Sure … Kantoku…”
Kantoku then said the five words I feared the most.
“Ready to try that again?”
x-posted to
tenimyu and
tenipuri_myu
Here it comes, he’s saying his line, but I am definitely ready this time! Ah, he laughed, it’s here. I’m read-no …I’m --
“Ok CUT, CUT!” the director yelled for what seemed to be the millionth time that day. “I’m sorry, I’m not getting the right feeling or any feeling from this at all!” he yelled again. “Kawaai-kun!” I cringed at the tone of his voice, “I know this might be your first time kissing another male, and you might not be used to it, but please try a little harder.” The director rubbed his tired eyes.
“Ha-hai,” I replied and fell back onto the futon. I let out a sigh of frustration, or was it relief that I didn’t get a worse scolding? I heard another sigh being let out by the person next to me. “We should take a break, ne Ryuu-kun?” a deep baritone whispered. “Yeah …,” I agreed. “Let’s take a break.”
“Kantoku, can we take a short break? Maybe that will help us all clear our heads up and get this scene right,” Saito Takumi suggested. “Yeah, okay. Twenty-minute break everyone!” yelled the director to his crew. Saito fell back onto the futon as well, and pulling the blanket over his chest. I watched as the staff and crew cleared the bedroom where we were shooting. “Thanks for that, Takumi-kun,” I said to my friend in a low voice. “No worries, you needed it,” he returned.
I let out another sigh. The room had gone quiet. The hustle and bustle of the movie crew and other actors who were hanging around had died down; all that can be heard within the room was the steady pace of my breathing, and Takumi-kun’s. I pulled our blanket closer to myself. I turned on my side to face him. “Ne,” I asked, “you’ve done this before. What is it that I’m doing wrong?”
Takumi-kun turned onto his side as well and looked at me. “Well,” he started, “you need to relax first of all…” I blinked at him. “Relax?” I asked, “You’re asking me to relax when I’m kissing another male, and a good friend of mine at that! Besides, I’m supposed to act surprised and taken aback when … that happens!” Takumi-kun started to laugh at my little outburst. “See that? That is a clear sign you’re not relaxed!” He gave me one of his brilliantly bright smiles. I gave him one of my sharpest Hiyoshi Wakashi glares in return; that should’ve gotten him to take me seriously.
“Really though, Takumi-kun, you need to help me on this! Please?” I begged. Takumi-kun chuckled, and then looked at me while giving me another one of his large smiles. “Okay, okay, I’ll help you, but promise you won’t run away or scream out or do anything to attract other people’s attentions?” he asked. I was desperate, and had no idea what he had in store for this so called, “help” so I didn’t have any suspicions, until that is, it was too late.
“Yes, I promise I won’t run, scream, or grab other people’s attentions,” I declared. What will he do that will make me run away though? “All right …” he said slowly. “Let’s start then, Ryunosuke-kun. Close your eyes, and try to relax,” he instructed. I did as I was told, even in that awkward position of being propped up on one elbow. I heard Takumi-kun chuckle lightly, then a shift of movement and his soft lips were upon mine once again.
It felt a little different this time, yet still similar to the takes we did earlier today. It’s still soft, and still, but there were no rolling cameras, or being watched closely by the director and crew. I decided to wait before I protested against him. He then shifted his position so that our bodies were closer. Takumi-kun pulled away suddenly. What the ..!? I was about to open my eyes again until …
“Ryunosuke-kun, keep your eyes closed, and keep in mind your promise,” I heard his deep, velvety voice instruct me softly. I closed my eyes again and felt a warm hand on my shoulder, gently pushing me flat against the futon. This is different … Another shift in weight, he was kissing me again, this time with him half-way on top of me. This time, he started to move against my lips, gently at first, gradually adding more pressure, and speeding up little by little as well.
I’m supposed to respond, right? I imitated the way his lips move, opening and closing, adding pressure then taking it away. “Mmm…” - wait. Was that me? Did I just moan!? Takumi-kun shifted his weight and somehow pulled the blanket over both our heads. This … is new. He was lying on top of me now, and I can say that for a thin man, he’s heavier than he looks. With our lips still touching, he shifted his weight until he was comfortable. His hands were in my hair now, and I couldn’t help but place my hands on both sides of his waist. He gave off a little sound of satisfaction, and then felt his tongue against my lips. Is he asking for permission?
I opened my mouth oh so slightly, just enough to let him in. Why do I feel so nervous? Kissing women wasn’t any different that this, it’s the same thing, isn’t it? I felt his tongue gently enter my mouth, as if it was fragile. It was getting hard to breathe with Takumi-kun on top of me with his tongue in my mouth and with the blanket over both our heads. His tongue gently explored my mouth; I think he didn’t want to see even more forward than he already has been.
His tongue flicked over my palate. “Nngh…” -was that me again? It tickled to be licked there; it tasted weird when his tongue brushed against mine. How was I supposed to respond again? I lost the ability to think when his fingers started pressing against my scalp, slowly and gently massaging my pressure points. I wrapped my arms around his waist.
Takumi-kun’s hands traveled from my head to where my hands were. He gently wrapped his long, delicate fingers around my wrists and moved them. I thought nothing of it, until that is, I realized in what position I was. Takumi-kun took both my wrists above my head in one hand, while the other continued to roam. What the --!? I opened my eyes wide, “Nnngh! Mmmm!!” I protested. I started to move my head from side to side, breaking the kiss. He pulled away and stared at me.
“What the hell are you doing, Takumi-kun!?” I panted. All he did was look at me and then shifted his weight. “Relax,” he instructed, still holding me in position, “just relax, Ryunosuke-kun.” “Relax!? You’re asking me to relax!? Look at us, Takumi-kun! What the hell are we doing!?” I protested. “You asked me to help you get this scene right, and so I am,” Takumi-kun said.
Honestly, I’m fighting an internal battle. Part of me wants him to keep going, but another part of me wants him to stop and look at our situation closely. We’re good friends, and last time I checked, good friends don’t usually top each other in bed, making out, and leading to …other… things. I shuddered slightly at the thought of other things.
Twenty minutes is going to run out soon, anyone can walk in on us before that, oh gods what am I going to say? What will be our excuse!? “Oh, uh, we were asleep and somehow got in this position?” No! That’s not going to work, umm… err… it’s so hard to think when he’s looking at me like that, and holding me in this position. My wrists are starting to hurt from being held like this, and it’s getting really hard to breathe under here.
“Ryunosuke-kun,”
Demo, what are we really going to say!? What will the director think? Surely -
“Ryunosuke-kun!”
Oh geez, what will the other actors think!?
“RYUNOSUKE-KUN!”
I snapped out of my trail of thought and blinked. I felt the brush of lips against mine again. “There,” Takumi-kun started, “I have your attention again.” I blinked at him once more. “Takumi-kun…,” I started, “Isn’t twenty minutes going to be over soon? I don’t know if this thing you’re doing is helping me at all, but -“ I was cut off again by him, this time he kissed me with a little more force, and using his other hand to massage my scalp again.
I tried to keep my ability to think, but there’s something about Takumi-kun’s delicate, yet forceful touch that just gets to me. I can’t help but let out another small moan and closed my eyes once more. All my attempts to squirm out from under him failed at that moment, leaving him to control me. Takumi-kun took away his hand from my scalp once more, and began to roam again; down my neck, briefly over my chest, down to the hem of my shirt. I felt warmness over my bare belly as Takumi-kun’s hand traveled over it.
I lost myself. I kissed him back, it was all that I knew how to do at this point. I let out sounds of satisfaction, and didn’t care anymore. The part of me that wanted him to keep going had taken over my head. I couldn’t help but respond. I felt heated; it was still hard to breathe under here. My body temperature was rising. “Nngh..” I whimpered, dear gods save me; I was growing hard.
I thought I was straight…
Takumi-kun’s hand traveled back down from exploring my belly to the waistband of my thin pajama pants. I felt one of his long fingers slip under the waistband.
Thump … thump … thump… That was my heartbeat right? Why did it seem to get louder as Takumi-kun keeps moving forward? Thump… thump… thump… Wait. That wasn’t my heartbeat..
My eyes flew open in the realization that they were footsteps coming from outside.
Dear gods, we’re going to be caught. Takumi-kun! Stop! -
I heard the scratchy creak of the sliding door open, at the same time that I felt a rush of cold air and being free of Takumi-kun’s weight.
“Mmmmm…” I heard Takumi-kun moan out. I looked over as he pretended to stretch. I realized I was still in the same position that Takumi-kun held me in during our … “little lesson”. I followed suit and pretended to stretch as well.
“Rise and shine, sleeping beauties. Did you guys nap during that twenty minute break?” I heard the director say. “Ehehe ..,” I laughed nervously, “Sure … Kantoku…”
Kantoku then said the five words I feared the most.
“Ready to try that again?”
x-posted to
tenimyu and
tenipuri_myu