[001] IDK What I'm Doing (1/??)
Title: IDK What I'm Doing (1/??)
Group: Arashi
Pairing/Genre: Aimiya. Genderswitch/smut/ridic?
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Word Count: ~1450
Notes: Originally written for the jesummerfun smut meme. My first fic of any length. My first Arashi. My first smut. My first genderswitch. I really know how to start with a bang, eh?? (NOT BETA'D. D:)
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Aiba was excited. Maybe just a little bit confused, but he'd accepted confusion long ago as just a state of being and really, a challenge. But for the moment, excitement overwhelmed him.
'It worked,' he thought, practically quivering with glee. 'I can't believe it worked.'
Gazing at the person staring back at him from the mirror, Aiba could hardly contain himself. He...was a she.
Everyone knew Aiba was a total perv. It was just a fact of nature: the sky is blue, water is wet, Aiba's a pervert. He liked boobs. A lot. To an uncomfortable degree, it sometimes seemed. When he first told Nino of his idea for the Gender-Switcher-Drink-9000 (came up with the name all by himself, too!), Nino had scoffed and barely even lifted his head from the DS. Oh, but Aiba. Aiba knew it would work.
And it did.
Tentatively, he lifted his shirt. Holy crap, boobs. A cursory check of the downstairs revealed a distinct lack of penis, but in it's place, a rather sensitive little spot he was well acquainted with on the female anatomy.
'I have GOT to show the guys!' Aiba practically flew out of his apartment, barely remembering to throw a hat over his now-longer hair and a coat for the bosoms.
Ten minutes later, he bounded into the green room, thrilled to see Nino there again, playing his DS. Again.
"NINO!!" Aiba shouted excitedly, whipping off his hat.
"WHAT?!" Nino was annoyed. His irritation level with Aiba was somewhere around that of a person dealing with a fly in the room, but this level had pushed it to somewhere in the neighborhood of oh-my-god-don't-talk-to-me-I'm-trying-to-WIN.
"LOOK!!" Aiba bounced a little, his breasts swaying slightly.
Nino glanced up for the slightest of seconds before returning to the game. Then he dropped the DS.
"I'm sorry, but do you have boobs," he asked incredulously.
"Yep!" Aiba beamed.
"Um....how?" Nino stood and walked over to Aiba, curiously reaching out a hand.
"I told you," Aiba whined, smooshing Nino's hand into his new breast, "the Gender-Switch-Drink-9000! You didn't believe me, but it totally works and hey, what are you doing?"
Nino had both hands in the game now (those two handed games always were the best, he mused), alternately stroking and squishing Aiba's large breasts.
"Experimenting," Nino replied. "Don't you like experiments?" His eyes were darker than usual, the smirk a little...meaner? No, not meaner, Aiba thought. Dastardly, but not meaner.
Aiba gulped. "O-oh yes. I love experiments." He reached behind him and locked the green room door. "I really, really love experiments."
Nino was surprisingly strong for his size, a fact he proved to Aiba as he shoved his friend forcefully against the door.
"You'll fucking love this one," he sneered, kissing all along Aiba's jawline. His skin was smooth, silky. He hadn't showered yet, but he still smelled sweet - that perfect Aiba sweetness that comes after a long day of work. Or maybe it was the perspiration mixed with his experiment. Nino tried not to focus on Aiba's ridiculousness. This was not the time for that. This was the time for other experiments.
Nino's deft left hand dipped into Aiba's pants, seeking and finding that oh-so-sensitive little spot, and gave it a little rub. A husky moan erupted from Aiba as his head fell back against the door.
"Do that again," he moaned. Nino complied with an extra bit of pressure for good measure. Aiba's whole body quivered.
"I'm a pretty big fan of this experiment," Nino whispered, giving Aiba's clit another rub and biting his earlobe. "What do you think?"
"UNG." Aiba was beginning to pant a little with anticipation. His eyes opened and he pushed Nino away just long enough to remove his shirt. He'd done a good job with the experimental drink, Nino thought as his right hand began to caress Aiba's bare breast, thumb flicking over the nipple, his own erection growing by the second.
"Fuck, Aiba. You've got amazing tits."
"I know, right?" Aiba smiled, his eyes still closed in concentration. Suddenly they snapped open. "Why are your pants still on? Why are MY pants still on?"
Nino glanced down at the front of his pants. An old blind virgin could see he was ready to fuck. "The couch," he grunted, pulling Aiba away from the door and shoving him in the direction of the plush red sofa.
"Yes sir!" Aiba giggled, pushing his pants down as he hurried to the couch. "How should we do this?"
"What do you mean?" Nino asked in that 'Aiba, stop asking stupid questions' voice.
"I mean, do you want to be on top or should I be on top or what? I've always wanted to be on top as a girl, I think there's so much power there. I mean, you get to control everything and you can see everything and the guy gets a pretty good view of the boobs from up there because they're at their best when you're sitting up like that and my boobs are pretty epic, I'm not gonna lie, but I don't know, what do you think?"
Nino stopped listening about halfway through Aiba's ramble. Nice to know that hadn't changed in the experimental process. He'd been busying himself locating the secret condom stash he just knew the guys had lying around here. 'Victory!' he thought, digging out a few from Jun's drawer. 'I'll have to harass him about this later...'
"Shut up for a second, would you?" Nino hurried to the couch, removing his own pants along the way. Sitting down, his cock stood straight, a testament to his manhood.
"Ohhhh, I got Nino-chan alllll hot and bothered, didn't I?" Aiba giggled.
"Yeah, because you're so demure, you hussy." Nino sneered as he rolled the condom on. "Get over here and fuck me, dammit."
"DONE," Aiba practically shouted. He moved to Nino, breasts swaying gently against his body.
He didn't immediately hop on, much to Nino's surprise. Instead, Aiba sat down next to him, leaned back against the arm and began touching himself. His long slender fingers tentatively investigated his new lady bits; first rubbing his clit, then slowly downwards, surprising himself at the sheer amount of moisture down there. "Wow," he said. "I'm a lot more ready than I thought."
"Would you please just get on me already," Nino asked through gritted teeth, eyes on Aiba's every movement.
"Very well," Aiba said with a sigh. He straddled Nino and slowly, almost painfully slowly, lowered himself onto Nino's cock. Aiba gave a soft gasp before they sighed in perfect unison. "Wow," Aiba breathed. "Wooooow."
Nino's head dipped down to catch a nipple in his mouth. Licking it quickly, and biting down just a touch. Aiba's head snapped back with a moan.
"Oh, do that again!"
Nino moved to the other breast for the same treatment. Aiba grinded softly against him. It was Nino's turn to gasp and moan with pleasure. He put his hands on Aiba's softly rounded hips and began directing the movements. Slowly up, slowly down. He didn't want to hurt Aiba on his first time.
Aiba's body arched against him, bringing the hardened nipples back to Nino's waiting mouth. He slid his tongue over them again and again, Aiba's gasps getting louder and more fervent as he rolled his hips down against Nino. Nino could feel the tension building in his midsection, but held on to it for the moment. Aiba was so far the best fuck he'd had in a long time, and that was saying something.
Aiba leaned forward and forced Nino's mouth onto his own, pushing his tongue in and tasting Nino's sweetness. "Mmm, Nino-chan...you taste good," he whispered huskily before swooping back in for another kiss, their tongues rolling around each other.
Nino reached down to the joining of their bodies and began rubbing Aiba's clit again. "That'll teach you to call me Nino-chan," he said evilly, amusement playing across his face as Aiba's body arched, pushing his clit further into his hand. He rubbed quickly, but evenly, across the clit as Aiba pushed down against his cock again and again.
"I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come," Aiba breathed over and over until finally his body shuddered violently with release. Nino pulled his hand back and guided Aiba's hips back and forth for a few more seconds until he came, himself.
Aiba slumped forward against Nino, his long legs curled uncomfortably between Nino and the couch. Raising his head, he smiled. "That was pretty good, eh?"
Nino smirked. "Yeah, you were alright." He pulled Aiba down for another quick kiss before pushing him off his lap to clean up.
Just then, a knock and a shout at the door.
TO BE CONTINUED? :D?
Group: Arashi
Pairing/Genre: Aimiya. Genderswitch/smut/ridic?
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Word Count: ~1450
Notes: Originally written for the jesummerfun smut meme. My first fic of any length. My first Arashi. My first smut. My first genderswitch. I really know how to start with a bang, eh?? (NOT BETA'D. D:)
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Aiba was excited. Maybe just a little bit confused, but he'd accepted confusion long ago as just a state of being and really, a challenge. But for the moment, excitement overwhelmed him.
'It worked,' he thought, practically quivering with glee. 'I can't believe it worked.'
Gazing at the person staring back at him from the mirror, Aiba could hardly contain himself. He...was a she.
Everyone knew Aiba was a total perv. It was just a fact of nature: the sky is blue, water is wet, Aiba's a pervert. He liked boobs. A lot. To an uncomfortable degree, it sometimes seemed. When he first told Nino of his idea for the Gender-Switcher-Drink-9000 (came up with the name all by himself, too!), Nino had scoffed and barely even lifted his head from the DS. Oh, but Aiba. Aiba knew it would work.
And it did.
Tentatively, he lifted his shirt. Holy crap, boobs. A cursory check of the downstairs revealed a distinct lack of penis, but in it's place, a rather sensitive little spot he was well acquainted with on the female anatomy.
'I have GOT to show the guys!' Aiba practically flew out of his apartment, barely remembering to throw a hat over his now-longer hair and a coat for the bosoms.
Ten minutes later, he bounded into the green room, thrilled to see Nino there again, playing his DS. Again.
"NINO!!" Aiba shouted excitedly, whipping off his hat.
"WHAT?!" Nino was annoyed. His irritation level with Aiba was somewhere around that of a person dealing with a fly in the room, but this level had pushed it to somewhere in the neighborhood of oh-my-god-don't-talk-to-me-I'm-trying-to-WIN.
"LOOK!!" Aiba bounced a little, his breasts swaying slightly.
Nino glanced up for the slightest of seconds before returning to the game. Then he dropped the DS.
"I'm sorry, but do you have boobs," he asked incredulously.
"Yep!" Aiba beamed.
"Um....how?" Nino stood and walked over to Aiba, curiously reaching out a hand.
"I told you," Aiba whined, smooshing Nino's hand into his new breast, "the Gender-Switch-Drink-9000! You didn't believe me, but it totally works and hey, what are you doing?"
Nino had both hands in the game now (those two handed games always were the best, he mused), alternately stroking and squishing Aiba's large breasts.
"Experimenting," Nino replied. "Don't you like experiments?" His eyes were darker than usual, the smirk a little...meaner? No, not meaner, Aiba thought. Dastardly, but not meaner.
Aiba gulped. "O-oh yes. I love experiments." He reached behind him and locked the green room door. "I really, really love experiments."
Nino was surprisingly strong for his size, a fact he proved to Aiba as he shoved his friend forcefully against the door.
"You'll fucking love this one," he sneered, kissing all along Aiba's jawline. His skin was smooth, silky. He hadn't showered yet, but he still smelled sweet - that perfect Aiba sweetness that comes after a long day of work. Or maybe it was the perspiration mixed with his experiment. Nino tried not to focus on Aiba's ridiculousness. This was not the time for that. This was the time for other experiments.
Nino's deft left hand dipped into Aiba's pants, seeking and finding that oh-so-sensitive little spot, and gave it a little rub. A husky moan erupted from Aiba as his head fell back against the door.
"Do that again," he moaned. Nino complied with an extra bit of pressure for good measure. Aiba's whole body quivered.
"I'm a pretty big fan of this experiment," Nino whispered, giving Aiba's clit another rub and biting his earlobe. "What do you think?"
"UNG." Aiba was beginning to pant a little with anticipation. His eyes opened and he pushed Nino away just long enough to remove his shirt. He'd done a good job with the experimental drink, Nino thought as his right hand began to caress Aiba's bare breast, thumb flicking over the nipple, his own erection growing by the second.
"Fuck, Aiba. You've got amazing tits."
"I know, right?" Aiba smiled, his eyes still closed in concentration. Suddenly they snapped open. "Why are your pants still on? Why are MY pants still on?"
Nino glanced down at the front of his pants. An old blind virgin could see he was ready to fuck. "The couch," he grunted, pulling Aiba away from the door and shoving him in the direction of the plush red sofa.
"Yes sir!" Aiba giggled, pushing his pants down as he hurried to the couch. "How should we do this?"
"What do you mean?" Nino asked in that 'Aiba, stop asking stupid questions' voice.
"I mean, do you want to be on top or should I be on top or what? I've always wanted to be on top as a girl, I think there's so much power there. I mean, you get to control everything and you can see everything and the guy gets a pretty good view of the boobs from up there because they're at their best when you're sitting up like that and my boobs are pretty epic, I'm not gonna lie, but I don't know, what do you think?"
Nino stopped listening about halfway through Aiba's ramble. Nice to know that hadn't changed in the experimental process. He'd been busying himself locating the secret condom stash he just knew the guys had lying around here. 'Victory!' he thought, digging out a few from Jun's drawer. 'I'll have to harass him about this later...'
"Shut up for a second, would you?" Nino hurried to the couch, removing his own pants along the way. Sitting down, his cock stood straight, a testament to his manhood.
"Ohhhh, I got Nino-chan alllll hot and bothered, didn't I?" Aiba giggled.
"Yeah, because you're so demure, you hussy." Nino sneered as he rolled the condom on. "Get over here and fuck me, dammit."
"DONE," Aiba practically shouted. He moved to Nino, breasts swaying gently against his body.
He didn't immediately hop on, much to Nino's surprise. Instead, Aiba sat down next to him, leaned back against the arm and began touching himself. His long slender fingers tentatively investigated his new lady bits; first rubbing his clit, then slowly downwards, surprising himself at the sheer amount of moisture down there. "Wow," he said. "I'm a lot more ready than I thought."
"Would you please just get on me already," Nino asked through gritted teeth, eyes on Aiba's every movement.
"Very well," Aiba said with a sigh. He straddled Nino and slowly, almost painfully slowly, lowered himself onto Nino's cock. Aiba gave a soft gasp before they sighed in perfect unison. "Wow," Aiba breathed. "Wooooow."
Nino's head dipped down to catch a nipple in his mouth. Licking it quickly, and biting down just a touch. Aiba's head snapped back with a moan.
"Oh, do that again!"
Nino moved to the other breast for the same treatment. Aiba grinded softly against him. It was Nino's turn to gasp and moan with pleasure. He put his hands on Aiba's softly rounded hips and began directing the movements. Slowly up, slowly down. He didn't want to hurt Aiba on his first time.
Aiba's body arched against him, bringing the hardened nipples back to Nino's waiting mouth. He slid his tongue over them again and again, Aiba's gasps getting louder and more fervent as he rolled his hips down against Nino. Nino could feel the tension building in his midsection, but held on to it for the moment. Aiba was so far the best fuck he'd had in a long time, and that was saying something.
Aiba leaned forward and forced Nino's mouth onto his own, pushing his tongue in and tasting Nino's sweetness. "Mmm, Nino-chan...you taste good," he whispered huskily before swooping back in for another kiss, their tongues rolling around each other.
Nino reached down to the joining of their bodies and began rubbing Aiba's clit again. "That'll teach you to call me Nino-chan," he said evilly, amusement playing across his face as Aiba's body arched, pushing his clit further into his hand. He rubbed quickly, but evenly, across the clit as Aiba pushed down against his cock again and again.
"I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come," Aiba breathed over and over until finally his body shuddered violently with release. Nino pulled his hand back and guided Aiba's hips back and forth for a few more seconds until he came, himself.
Aiba slumped forward against Nino, his long legs curled uncomfortably between Nino and the couch. Raising his head, he smiled. "That was pretty good, eh?"
Nino smirked. "Yeah, you were alright." He pulled Aiba down for another quick kiss before pushing him off his lap to clean up.
Just then, a knock and a shout at the door.
TO BE CONTINUED? :D?