Fic, Fujicest, It's Good To Talk, for 30_lemons
Another Fujicest fic for 30_lemons! Naughtier (and less weird!) this time. *looks shifty* Rated R again. :D
8. The Phonebooth, or, "Aural Sex."
"Yuuta... are you coming home this weekend?"
There was a pause, and then, "No."
"Why not? You haven't come home for a month now. I counted."
"Because you counted. It's weird."
Shuusuke could feel the scowl on the other end of the line.
"It's weird to miss my beautiful little brother?"
"It's weird to call me beautiful! Don't say things like that."
"You didn't mind it a month ago..."
"That's... well, that's... that."
Shuusuke smiled gently at Yuuta's failed attempt at a comeback.
"I do miss you, you know. Every night..."
"You've learned to cope, I see, though."
"But your shirt has stopped smelling like you."
"... You took one of my shirts?"
"You left it in my bedroom last month. It's been my faithful companion."
"... You took one of my shirts."
"I'll wash it thoroughly before I give it back."
There was a longer pause than usual, in which Yuuta seemed to be thinking through the implications of his shirt requiring a thorough wash.
"Ah no, you just keep it, aniki. Keep it. I insist."
"But it won't smell like you."
"How about sleeping in my bed, then?" Yuuta sounded impatient. "That probably smells like me."
"You didn't sleep in your bed the last time you came home."
Yuuta had forgotten this, but decided to ignore it.
"Well, anyway, the answer is no, I'm not coming home. Not even for pie, so don't bother mentioning it."
"So you're okay knowing that I'll be sad and lonely tonight, all alone in my bed, thinking of you and how you don't love me as much as I love you, and how -"
"I really can't come home tonight, aniki! There's an important club meeting first thing tomorrow morning."
"What about afterwards?"
"I have homework."
"Well, how about next weekend?"
"I can't promise anything. And don't sigh at me - you know it doesn't work."
"I can give you a different kind of sigh, if you want..."
"No thanks."
A pause.
"I'm touching myself, Yuuta."
There was a longer pause. Shuusuke had expected a splutter, or some kind of reaction, but there was none. Had Yuuta hung up...?
"Ahaha, I'm just kidding."
"Of-of course you were."
"Mmmmm... it sounds as if you liked the idea, though."
"What gave you that idea? Baka aniki...!"
"So it wouldn't turn you on if I said I was wearing nothing but one of your oversized shirts?"
"... No."
"I'm unbuttoning the shirt now."
"I don't need to hear this."
"But you're still here, aren't you? And - and... mmm..."
When nothing else was forthcoming, Yuuta prompted: "What?"
"I'm just imagining your strong hands and what we could be doing together... but I'll let you get to bed now, if you have to be up early. Call me if you do decide to come home..."
"Wait... don't hang up just yet. I don't have to be in that early."
"You've never been one for coming early, have you?"
"I... you... I...!"
"You're thinking about me, aren't you?"
"I'm talking, not thinking."
"You're not managing to do that very well, though, neee, Yuuta?" When there was no reply, Shuusuke added, "Are you thinking about me right now? Tonight would be your turn... and I've been waiting for you for such a long time..."
"Baka aniki..." But this was spoken a lot more quietly now. "Are... are you really only wearing one of my shirts?"
"I was."
"So you're..."
"Yes."
"And you're..."
"Ohh yes."
"I see."
There was a pause, in which Shuusuke thought he could hear the rustling of clothing and the sound of a zipper, but that may have just been wishful thinking.
"Are you still here, Yuuta?"
"Yes, but I'm probably going to wish I weren't, aren't I?"
"It depends on how much you want me, now, doesn't it?"
"You're assuming I want you at all."
"If you don't want me, I'll just have to satisfy myself all on my own tonight..."
"Fine, I do want you. But only a little bit."
"Saa, then what would you like to do to me, Yuuta? I'm waiting for you..."
"..."
"Nothing?"
"Not nothing... just... what am I supposed to say? Che, this is embarrassing."
"Say whatever comes to mind... like how you're thinking of our bodies rubbing against each other, or of my lips on you, and how good it feels..."
"That... would... work..."
Yuuta's breath caught as he received a lascivious chuckle as a response, soft and wicked. "Aniki... I guess... I guess I do think about that. I mean, I do like it when you, y'know, kiss me. And stuff."
"... Where would you like to be kissed, Yuuta?"
"..."
"I'd work my way down, perhaps... your neck smells divine, so I'd have to stop there for a while, of course, and I know how sensitive you are just below your ear... Hmm, would you like me to whisper naughty things to you while I lick you, Yuuta?"
"... No."
"I think I will anyway. Like how I'm aching to start stroking you and to take my lips further... but I won't, not yet. I want to worship all of you first, Yuuta."
Yuuta's voice cracked. "Stroke... me?"
Shuusuke all but purred. "Aa, stroke you. Slowly at first, but then I'd raise the tempo a bit, if you asked very nicely."
"And you... you enjoy doing this?"
"Of course. Your hair's so soft, I could run my fingers through it for hours. Maybe all day, if you had a bit more of it."
There was silence on the other end.
"Did you think I meant something else, Yuuta?" Shuusuke's voice dripped with honeyed amusement.
"Baka aniki!"
"Ahaha, don't get disappointed... now I know what you want, I'll give it to you, after I've played with you a bit more. You like playing, don't you...? I'd move to your chest next, maybe I'll rub one of your nipples slowly with a finger while I suck on the other one... I know the sound turns you on, and mmm, I love sucking on your firm body and hearing you moan..."
Moan Yuuta did, eliciting a quiet gasp from his brother in return, leaving his voice more breathy than before.
"It's... time... I... went lower, isn't it? I've been waiting a whole month to caress that tiny scar above your hip bone with my tongue... the one you got when I wasn't quick enough to stop you falling when we went rock climbing on the beach one year..."
"You're... never... quick enough..."
"Oh, you want me to speed up?" The raised eyebrow was audible even over the phone.
"... ... Yes."
"I didn't quite catch that - did you say no again?"
"I said yes."
"I still can't hear you..." Shuusuke's voice lilted.
"Aniki, please!"
"Mmm, good boy. But where to go now...? Where would you like me to go, Yuuta?"
There was a pause, and then, "... Lower."
"Your wish is my every command. I've dreamed about running my hands up your thighs; you always shiver so delightfully, I'm getting hot just thinking about it. But I won't go up the whole way... you'll need to ask again for that. I'll just be here, tracing you with my fingertips, watching you pretend that you're not enjoying this, though I know you are - I know you're aching for me, Yuuta..."
"Aniki, I... I want to feel your lips on me... please..." The previous gruffness to Yuuta's voice had faded slightly now.
Shuusuke gave a shuddery laugh. "Mmm, I can't get enough of pleasuring you... you taste so good, Yuuta, I don't think I'm going to be able to stop myself, once I start licking the... ahh, I can hear you gasp... tip and then down, slowly. You want it faster, I know, but it thrills me to see you being teased..."
"... You're sexy when you look up at me..."
"Aa... then I'll watch you, as I start to suck, slowly still. You're so warm, and your eyes are begging me for more... but however much I want to give it to you, I want to hear you cry for me more... I want every moan, every whimper, as I caress you with my tongue, Yuuta. I'm stroking the rest of you with my hand, because I can't go down that far, and mmm, I'm sucking harder now, although... ahh, I better stop. I want you inside me tonight, and I don't think I can wait any longer..."
"Aniki...!" The rest of Yuuta's sentence was lost in a sharp gasp.
"Take me, Yuuta... I'm yours tonight, and I've waited so long..."
"How - how do you want it?"
"Lose control and fuck me, Yuuta... I want to feel you, hard and fast, our hips rocking in time together, you thrusting into me - oh Yuuta, you're so good, you know exactly how deep to...!"
"A-a-aniki, you drive me wild, seeing you spread out beneath me... I... I like being the only one who can make you cry like... like this..."
"Make me scream, Yuuta...!"
"I'm... I'm slamming into you, it's too hot, I can't take it anymore, I think I'm going to..."
The phone fell silent. After a trembling moan, Shuusuke's end was quiet too, but for the sound of breath being regained.
A while passed, and then Yuuta said, "I'll… I'll come home tomorrow."
And then he hung up.