Reminiscing
Title: Reminiscing
Genre: Smut, Onshot.
Rating: NC17
Warnings: M/M, Rim, Anal.
Pairing: KyoxToshiya
Summary: Toshiya remembers the first time Kyo got really drunk.
Notes: Used the theme of the contest going on over at kyoxtoshiya for a first time for Kyo and Toshiya. I wanted to do a first time present and past. This is not an entry for the contest, just for fun. :D
Toshiya’s POV
I’m standing in the long line at the liquor store. It’s Friday night and all the working people are getting ready for a nice long weekend to unwind after another stress filled week. The person in front of me has an impressively large bottle of Firefly and container of lemonade. My thoughts stray from my plans this evening to a time that seems to be ages ago, that bottle bringing back memories that put a smile on my face.
My mind wonders to the first time I ever saw Kyo drunk. When I say drunk, I mean absolutely plastered. I didn’t know such a small body could consume so much alcohol, but the little blonde made it look easy.
It was early in our careers back in the days of over the top makeup and frilly dresses. A time I remember fondly, but happy to have in my past. It was at an after party for one of our first big shows, and as customary we all went out to celebrate. Prior to this time I had of course seen our vocalist drink, but he never seemed to allow himself to go beyond the point of buzzed. That night, however, was different.
We found ourselves at an exclusive club in Tokyo, our stage garb exchanged for something more comfortable, but the makeup was still heavy and our outfits ostentatious in their own right. Kaoru picked the spot and the band and crew found it suitable for a night of debauchery and rock and roll. We were all so excited, so young. Everything was new and overwhelming in the best of ways.
Die bought the first round of shots to start the night off right. I remember being slightly surprised as Shinya took his shot like a pro. But my mind was focused on Kyo as he downed the shot of god knows what, his eyes watering slightly from the burning and his cheeks warming up as the alcohol entered his system. He looked so ridiculously cute trying to act macho. The stuff was wicked and I had no qualms coughing after the stuff struck the back of my throat and sent a brushfire straight to the pit of my stomach. The shit had to have been expensive.
I got the next round and ordered us all Firefly on the rocks, which ended up being Kyo’s drink for the rest of the night. And so the evening of celebration progressed with much laughter and dancing. Dir en Grey was going to be big and we all knew it.
It had to have been around three in the morning and Die was sloshed, he certainty handles his alcohol better these days, but who could blame him after the numerous shots and free drinks sent over by fans. Shinya was mumbling nonsense in the booth next to Kaoru who apparently found whatever his sound tech raodie said hilarious. That was when I realized Kyo was missing from our happy group.
Making my way out of the booth, a bit clumsily in my current condition, I sought after the little blonde spitfire who seemed to have been catching my attention a lot as of late. How could he not honestly? I found him rather quickly doing his thing out on the dance floor with a few others from our group. My eyes zeroed in on the way his hips moved so sexily to the hypnotic bass, the way his hair tossed from side to side when the tempo increased along with his movements, that blissful look in his face - eyes closed as he let go and felt the music pulse through his body.
That was the first time I ever saw Kyo truly let go when not on stage. The blonde was normally very reserved and quiet and tended to keep to himself. But the young man I saw that night was an entirely different breed, confident to the point of cocky in the way he rolled his hips and demanded the attention of everyone around him. And man did he have my attention. I followed him like a moth to the flame. I barely even remember my feet moving, but before I knew it I forced my way between him and some random chick. His eyes flickered up to mine and he smiled.
“Hey, Tochi.” My pet name rolled off his tongue like the sweetest of sounds. I found myself matching the rhythm of his hips with ease and despite the massive height difference he rocked against me like we fit as perfect puzzle pieces. I couldn’t help my cock beginning to harden as Kyo moved to straddle one of my legs and proceeded to air hump the shit out of it. Anytime he dipped too low and brushed his crotch against the tight leather of my pants I would groan wantonly. I vaguely realized he was toying with me.
And then he grabbed my shirtfront and pulled me down to his level. I could smell the strong bitterness of alcohol on his breath and his eyes were glazed over. But then his tongue was in my mouth and I could think of nothing but the way he moved that slick muscle in and out of my pleasantly surprised mouth. It wasn’t at all sloppy like I would assume in his inebriated state, instead it was sensual yet aggressive - fuck the man could kiss me into a coma for I could care so long as he never stopped thrusting his tongue in me like a damn cock.
I groaned in appreciation and played with that tongue until we both needed air. When we pulled away slightly I realized how incredibly close we had gotten during our little makeout session. My hand had found it’s way to Kyo’s ass and was helping to hoist him up to my level so I wouldn’t have to stoop so low. Kyo’s right leg had snaked around my leg helping to support himself and his crotch was rubbing deliciously at my thigh again. The music pulsed through my ears and kept us moving, grinding, and thrusting. We stole a few more kisses, more chaste than the first, before Kyo broke away from my grasp.
As the blonde pushed away from me I couldn’t help the pout that made it’s way on my flushed face. Just as well though, it was getting unbelievably hot being that close to him. Kyo never took his eyes off of me as he took a few steps back before bringing his hands above his head and preceded to do the most erotic little dance I had ever seen. He swayed his hips with all the suggestiveness of a streetwalker while licking those plush lips. His head fell back as his hands went into those over processed locks before he began to contort his body in an eerily provocative way. Twisting and thrusting and posing, he let the beats take over his body. A quick glance around the dance floor saw that I wasn’t the only one enthralled by the performance. And jealousy buried a deep black hole in the pit of my chest at the lustful gazes and catcalls.
I vowed that day that no one would ever touch Kyo again but myself. And to my knowledge no one has.
“Next!” The young woman at the checkout calls, breaking me from my reverie. I place my beer on the counter and smile politely. She seems to recognize who I am, but is too shy to say anything. “May I see your ID please, sir.” I humor her and pull out the card, knowing she just wants a story to tell her friends later - this place usually never cards. “Thank you Hara-san!” She rings me up and then I am finally on my way.
It’s only a few block walk to my destination and it doesn’t take me long before I am letting myself in the front door with the spare key. As I kick off my shoes off at the door and don a pair of slippers my blonde greets me down the hall. Eyeing the brown bag Kyo snorts, “You don’t have to get me drunk to fuck you know.”
“Oh I know, I know this very well. But you haven’t danced for me in a while like that first night.” I chuckle before bending down to place a kiss on those scowling lips. I walk further into Kyo’s apartment with the blonde on my heels.
“Why do you have to bring that up…shit I made such a fool of myself that night.” Kyo mumbles as I place the beer in the fridge. I laugh and bring him into a tight hug, his spiky hair tickles my nose some as he relaxes into the familiar embrace.
“Because that’s the night I fell in love with you, my little demon.” I go back to pull two beers from the fridge and hand one to Kyo.
“Yeah, yeah.” Kyo dismisses the excuse and we both head to the couch and get comfy in front of the TV. I don’t get him to dance for me tonight; he is very carful with his alcohol even around me. But after the fifth drink he gets a bit frisky. It’s true I never need alcohol to get sex from my lover, but it certainty makes him more aggressive.
For example right now he has me bent of the coffee table, my legs spread wide opening all of me to his view. After the first beer he had his hand down my pants. The second my mouth on his hard cock, and the third had me naked under him. After the fourth he was naked and before I knew it I was bent over the coffee table.
On my knees with my legs spread I wiggle my ass at Kyo, taunting him with what I know he wants so badly. I hear Kyo chuckle darkly, “Wanton little slut,” as he rubs his soft hands over my ass, squeezing painfully then in soothing circles. I gasp and moan sticking my ass out closer to his teasing touch. He lies down over my back to get close to my ear, the warmth of his body and hardness of his erection turn me on like no ones business. He whispers so heatedly into my ear, “Are you going to scream my name for me Totchi? Scream it so loud this entire building will hear just who you belong to?”
I mewl at his question and feel pre drip from my aching shaft, “Yes Kyo! Oh God make me scream!” Kyo licks at my ear before pulling away and running his fingers down my spine and back to my ass as he peals his body away.
“Such a good bitch.” He gives me a good hard smack on the ass and I curse at the sting. But before I can get mad Kyo wrenches my ass cheeks apart and deftly swipes his tongue across my puckered hole. My head shoots up at the sensation and I jerk as though he hurt me, but it was far from painful. Again he drags his tongue harder against the incredibly sensitive flesh and I cry out in bliss, never having felt such an intimate action before. My reactions must be making Kyo bolder because the next swipe of his tongue starts lower, at the base of my heavy sac and goes slowly up to my tailbone. My toes curl and I start to pant at the stimulation and how the wet trail starts warm from his mouth and cools as it dries on the most sensitive parts of my anatomy. I cry out in pleasure filled agony at the slow and deliberateness of Kyo’s actions. “Do you like me eating your ass, Totchi?” Kyo asks from still between my cheeks, blowing hot air onto the wet ring of muscles.
I shiver and groan, dropping a hand down to touch my straining cock. “Oh God YES! Fuck Kyo I didn’t know it felt so good!” I moan lewdly as he dips down again to sample my asshole, tonguing my entrance with fervor. My head shakes uncontrollably from side to side as I try to hold onto my climax, not wanting this wonderful torture to end. And then he thrusts his slick, textured muscle into the tight rings and I about lost it. I have to grab my prick in a death grip as I scream from the warm wetness that invades my teased hole so abruptly. But Kyo doesn’t stop, he keeps wiggling his tongue deeper and deeper until I feel him lapping at the insides of my walls making me squeal in delight at the salaciousness of it all.
I am so close to cuming now, I don’t think a vice grip could stop me from ejaculating all over this coffee table. And Kyo is apparently hell bent on seeing this happen as he introduces his long boney middle finger to the tongue up my ass. He goes straight for the gold as he scrapes his fingertip across that special little bindle of nerves and I don’t even hear the scream he rips from my very core as my orgasm claims me, hard. I feel weightless and euphoric as my balls draw up tight and force thick streams of cum from my cock, I don’t even have to jerk myself off as Kyo continues to tongue fuck my ass, forcing me to ride out the waves of pleasure that crash down on me.
It seems like a lifetime before I come back down to myself and when I do it is just in time to feel Kyo’s dick stretching my hole as he enters me with desperation. I’m so spent and my muscles so relaxed I don’t worry about tensing up, only keeping still so Kyo can seat himself in my heat and take me hard and fast like I know he is craving. “Oh God Kyo, take me! Fuck me like a whore, I want to feel you cum inside me!” I plead, egging him on to take me hard, wanting to repay him for the bliss he gave me just minutes before.
Kyo can’t even respond with more than a growl as he starts a brutal pace needing to get off fast after the display I gave him. His hips slap against my ass with each thrust and I am vaguely aware of the end of the table digging into my hips. But I don’t care I want, no need, to feel Kyo reach his completion. His cock fills my ass so wholly before slipping out to only the tip to drive back in with greater force after each pull. I squeeze my muscles as tight as I can as he pulls out and am rewarded with a gasp from Kyo and an even rougher thrust back in. I curse and try and move in time with his erratic drives, wanting so desperately to take him over the edge. He moves faster and faster in me and I have to remind myself to breath as he grips my hips with brute force, snapping forward one last time before groaning lewdly as he fills my hole with his seed.
I sigh as I feel completely sated now. Kyo pulls out and I moan as his seed pours from my spent ass, damn he filled me to the brim. I jump when I feel Kyo pulls my cheeks apart again and I look over my shoulder to watch him as he seems to be studying his cum drip to the floor between my knees. And then he dips down to swipe at the stretched muscle again, gathering his own seed in his mouth. I groan at the sight and have to drop my head back to the table as I am overwhelmed by the action.
Kyo pulls me back away from the table and we end up nestled together in a ball on the couch. He pulls my face around to meet his and kisses me tenderly. I moan into his mouth at the taste of his release on his tongue and the memory of the new and fantastic experience he gave me tonight.
“That was so fucking hot, Kyo.” I comment sleepily as I get more comfortable in his lap.
Kyo only grunts his agreement, he’s never been very talkative after sex, and pulls me tighter to him.
I smile and close my eyes, wanting to get a few hours before our next round, “Don’t think this gets you off the hook for not dancing for me…” I feel Kyo laugh more than hear it as I drift to sleep dreaming of his sexy hips swaying to an unheard beat.
END
Comments are love.
Genre: Smut, Onshot.
Rating: NC17
Warnings: M/M, Rim, Anal.
Pairing: KyoxToshiya
Summary: Toshiya remembers the first time Kyo got really drunk.
Notes: Used the theme of the contest going on over at kyoxtoshiya for a first time for Kyo and Toshiya. I wanted to do a first time present and past. This is not an entry for the contest, just for fun. :D
Toshiya’s POV
I’m standing in the long line at the liquor store. It’s Friday night and all the working people are getting ready for a nice long weekend to unwind after another stress filled week. The person in front of me has an impressively large bottle of Firefly and container of lemonade. My thoughts stray from my plans this evening to a time that seems to be ages ago, that bottle bringing back memories that put a smile on my face.
My mind wonders to the first time I ever saw Kyo drunk. When I say drunk, I mean absolutely plastered. I didn’t know such a small body could consume so much alcohol, but the little blonde made it look easy.
It was early in our careers back in the days of over the top makeup and frilly dresses. A time I remember fondly, but happy to have in my past. It was at an after party for one of our first big shows, and as customary we all went out to celebrate. Prior to this time I had of course seen our vocalist drink, but he never seemed to allow himself to go beyond the point of buzzed. That night, however, was different.
We found ourselves at an exclusive club in Tokyo, our stage garb exchanged for something more comfortable, but the makeup was still heavy and our outfits ostentatious in their own right. Kaoru picked the spot and the band and crew found it suitable for a night of debauchery and rock and roll. We were all so excited, so young. Everything was new and overwhelming in the best of ways.
Die bought the first round of shots to start the night off right. I remember being slightly surprised as Shinya took his shot like a pro. But my mind was focused on Kyo as he downed the shot of god knows what, his eyes watering slightly from the burning and his cheeks warming up as the alcohol entered his system. He looked so ridiculously cute trying to act macho. The stuff was wicked and I had no qualms coughing after the stuff struck the back of my throat and sent a brushfire straight to the pit of my stomach. The shit had to have been expensive.
I got the next round and ordered us all Firefly on the rocks, which ended up being Kyo’s drink for the rest of the night. And so the evening of celebration progressed with much laughter and dancing. Dir en Grey was going to be big and we all knew it.
It had to have been around three in the morning and Die was sloshed, he certainty handles his alcohol better these days, but who could blame him after the numerous shots and free drinks sent over by fans. Shinya was mumbling nonsense in the booth next to Kaoru who apparently found whatever his sound tech raodie said hilarious. That was when I realized Kyo was missing from our happy group.
Making my way out of the booth, a bit clumsily in my current condition, I sought after the little blonde spitfire who seemed to have been catching my attention a lot as of late. How could he not honestly? I found him rather quickly doing his thing out on the dance floor with a few others from our group. My eyes zeroed in on the way his hips moved so sexily to the hypnotic bass, the way his hair tossed from side to side when the tempo increased along with his movements, that blissful look in his face - eyes closed as he let go and felt the music pulse through his body.
That was the first time I ever saw Kyo truly let go when not on stage. The blonde was normally very reserved and quiet and tended to keep to himself. But the young man I saw that night was an entirely different breed, confident to the point of cocky in the way he rolled his hips and demanded the attention of everyone around him. And man did he have my attention. I followed him like a moth to the flame. I barely even remember my feet moving, but before I knew it I forced my way between him and some random chick. His eyes flickered up to mine and he smiled.
“Hey, Tochi.” My pet name rolled off his tongue like the sweetest of sounds. I found myself matching the rhythm of his hips with ease and despite the massive height difference he rocked against me like we fit as perfect puzzle pieces. I couldn’t help my cock beginning to harden as Kyo moved to straddle one of my legs and proceeded to air hump the shit out of it. Anytime he dipped too low and brushed his crotch against the tight leather of my pants I would groan wantonly. I vaguely realized he was toying with me.
And then he grabbed my shirtfront and pulled me down to his level. I could smell the strong bitterness of alcohol on his breath and his eyes were glazed over. But then his tongue was in my mouth and I could think of nothing but the way he moved that slick muscle in and out of my pleasantly surprised mouth. It wasn’t at all sloppy like I would assume in his inebriated state, instead it was sensual yet aggressive - fuck the man could kiss me into a coma for I could care so long as he never stopped thrusting his tongue in me like a damn cock.
I groaned in appreciation and played with that tongue until we both needed air. When we pulled away slightly I realized how incredibly close we had gotten during our little makeout session. My hand had found it’s way to Kyo’s ass and was helping to hoist him up to my level so I wouldn’t have to stoop so low. Kyo’s right leg had snaked around my leg helping to support himself and his crotch was rubbing deliciously at my thigh again. The music pulsed through my ears and kept us moving, grinding, and thrusting. We stole a few more kisses, more chaste than the first, before Kyo broke away from my grasp.
As the blonde pushed away from me I couldn’t help the pout that made it’s way on my flushed face. Just as well though, it was getting unbelievably hot being that close to him. Kyo never took his eyes off of me as he took a few steps back before bringing his hands above his head and preceded to do the most erotic little dance I had ever seen. He swayed his hips with all the suggestiveness of a streetwalker while licking those plush lips. His head fell back as his hands went into those over processed locks before he began to contort his body in an eerily provocative way. Twisting and thrusting and posing, he let the beats take over his body. A quick glance around the dance floor saw that I wasn’t the only one enthralled by the performance. And jealousy buried a deep black hole in the pit of my chest at the lustful gazes and catcalls.
I vowed that day that no one would ever touch Kyo again but myself. And to my knowledge no one has.
“Next!” The young woman at the checkout calls, breaking me from my reverie. I place my beer on the counter and smile politely. She seems to recognize who I am, but is too shy to say anything. “May I see your ID please, sir.” I humor her and pull out the card, knowing she just wants a story to tell her friends later - this place usually never cards. “Thank you Hara-san!” She rings me up and then I am finally on my way.
It’s only a few block walk to my destination and it doesn’t take me long before I am letting myself in the front door with the spare key. As I kick off my shoes off at the door and don a pair of slippers my blonde greets me down the hall. Eyeing the brown bag Kyo snorts, “You don’t have to get me drunk to fuck you know.”
“Oh I know, I know this very well. But you haven’t danced for me in a while like that first night.” I chuckle before bending down to place a kiss on those scowling lips. I walk further into Kyo’s apartment with the blonde on my heels.
“Why do you have to bring that up…shit I made such a fool of myself that night.” Kyo mumbles as I place the beer in the fridge. I laugh and bring him into a tight hug, his spiky hair tickles my nose some as he relaxes into the familiar embrace.
“Because that’s the night I fell in love with you, my little demon.” I go back to pull two beers from the fridge and hand one to Kyo.
“Yeah, yeah.” Kyo dismisses the excuse and we both head to the couch and get comfy in front of the TV. I don’t get him to dance for me tonight; he is very carful with his alcohol even around me. But after the fifth drink he gets a bit frisky. It’s true I never need alcohol to get sex from my lover, but it certainty makes him more aggressive.
For example right now he has me bent of the coffee table, my legs spread wide opening all of me to his view. After the first beer he had his hand down my pants. The second my mouth on his hard cock, and the third had me naked under him. After the fourth he was naked and before I knew it I was bent over the coffee table.
On my knees with my legs spread I wiggle my ass at Kyo, taunting him with what I know he wants so badly. I hear Kyo chuckle darkly, “Wanton little slut,” as he rubs his soft hands over my ass, squeezing painfully then in soothing circles. I gasp and moan sticking my ass out closer to his teasing touch. He lies down over my back to get close to my ear, the warmth of his body and hardness of his erection turn me on like no ones business. He whispers so heatedly into my ear, “Are you going to scream my name for me Totchi? Scream it so loud this entire building will hear just who you belong to?”
I mewl at his question and feel pre drip from my aching shaft, “Yes Kyo! Oh God make me scream!” Kyo licks at my ear before pulling away and running his fingers down my spine and back to my ass as he peals his body away.
“Such a good bitch.” He gives me a good hard smack on the ass and I curse at the sting. But before I can get mad Kyo wrenches my ass cheeks apart and deftly swipes his tongue across my puckered hole. My head shoots up at the sensation and I jerk as though he hurt me, but it was far from painful. Again he drags his tongue harder against the incredibly sensitive flesh and I cry out in bliss, never having felt such an intimate action before. My reactions must be making Kyo bolder because the next swipe of his tongue starts lower, at the base of my heavy sac and goes slowly up to my tailbone. My toes curl and I start to pant at the stimulation and how the wet trail starts warm from his mouth and cools as it dries on the most sensitive parts of my anatomy. I cry out in pleasure filled agony at the slow and deliberateness of Kyo’s actions. “Do you like me eating your ass, Totchi?” Kyo asks from still between my cheeks, blowing hot air onto the wet ring of muscles.
I shiver and groan, dropping a hand down to touch my straining cock. “Oh God YES! Fuck Kyo I didn’t know it felt so good!” I moan lewdly as he dips down again to sample my asshole, tonguing my entrance with fervor. My head shakes uncontrollably from side to side as I try to hold onto my climax, not wanting this wonderful torture to end. And then he thrusts his slick, textured muscle into the tight rings and I about lost it. I have to grab my prick in a death grip as I scream from the warm wetness that invades my teased hole so abruptly. But Kyo doesn’t stop, he keeps wiggling his tongue deeper and deeper until I feel him lapping at the insides of my walls making me squeal in delight at the salaciousness of it all.
I am so close to cuming now, I don’t think a vice grip could stop me from ejaculating all over this coffee table. And Kyo is apparently hell bent on seeing this happen as he introduces his long boney middle finger to the tongue up my ass. He goes straight for the gold as he scrapes his fingertip across that special little bindle of nerves and I don’t even hear the scream he rips from my very core as my orgasm claims me, hard. I feel weightless and euphoric as my balls draw up tight and force thick streams of cum from my cock, I don’t even have to jerk myself off as Kyo continues to tongue fuck my ass, forcing me to ride out the waves of pleasure that crash down on me.
It seems like a lifetime before I come back down to myself and when I do it is just in time to feel Kyo’s dick stretching my hole as he enters me with desperation. I’m so spent and my muscles so relaxed I don’t worry about tensing up, only keeping still so Kyo can seat himself in my heat and take me hard and fast like I know he is craving. “Oh God Kyo, take me! Fuck me like a whore, I want to feel you cum inside me!” I plead, egging him on to take me hard, wanting to repay him for the bliss he gave me just minutes before.
Kyo can’t even respond with more than a growl as he starts a brutal pace needing to get off fast after the display I gave him. His hips slap against my ass with each thrust and I am vaguely aware of the end of the table digging into my hips. But I don’t care I want, no need, to feel Kyo reach his completion. His cock fills my ass so wholly before slipping out to only the tip to drive back in with greater force after each pull. I squeeze my muscles as tight as I can as he pulls out and am rewarded with a gasp from Kyo and an even rougher thrust back in. I curse and try and move in time with his erratic drives, wanting so desperately to take him over the edge. He moves faster and faster in me and I have to remind myself to breath as he grips my hips with brute force, snapping forward one last time before groaning lewdly as he fills my hole with his seed.
I sigh as I feel completely sated now. Kyo pulls out and I moan as his seed pours from my spent ass, damn he filled me to the brim. I jump when I feel Kyo pulls my cheeks apart again and I look over my shoulder to watch him as he seems to be studying his cum drip to the floor between my knees. And then he dips down to swipe at the stretched muscle again, gathering his own seed in his mouth. I groan at the sight and have to drop my head back to the table as I am overwhelmed by the action.
Kyo pulls me back away from the table and we end up nestled together in a ball on the couch. He pulls my face around to meet his and kisses me tenderly. I moan into his mouth at the taste of his release on his tongue and the memory of the new and fantastic experience he gave me tonight.
“That was so fucking hot, Kyo.” I comment sleepily as I get more comfortable in his lap.
Kyo only grunts his agreement, he’s never been very talkative after sex, and pulls me tighter to him.
I smile and close my eyes, wanting to get a few hours before our next round, “Don’t think this gets you off the hook for not dancing for me…” I feel Kyo laugh more than hear it as I drift to sleep dreaming of his sexy hips swaying to an unheard beat.
END
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