[FIC] - Headology - Hiroto/Uruha - NC-17 - Oneshot
Title: Headology
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Crack
Pairings: A bar full of jrockers in need to get laid.
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: A discussion about giving head.
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He didn't need a special surprise party with scuba diving or a trip to Hawaii. What Uruha needed was the classy way to celebrate his birthday, which consisted of friends, a bar and lots of booze. Even Shou came along and now kept nursing a single glass of wine, one hand not so subtly placed on Saga's thigh beneath the table. It was the bar of a friend of Nao's, as he was told, that's why the lot of them were the only guests that night.
Hence no one seemed to bother to keep it down.
He was seated on Aki's left while Kenzo occupied Aki's right. Across the table sat Hiroto and the vocalist-bassist couple of alice nine. Four empty chairs signaled that Tora and Nao hadn't returned to wherever they went a few minutes ago, giggling and groping and that the vocalist-bassist-couple of the GazettE didn't arrive yet.
"What do you guys say," Kenzo started, grinning a little too enthusiastically, leaning on the table, "Who has the best cocksucker lips?"
Saga chocked on his beer while the rest responded with a mix of an "Oooh~" and laughter.
"I have the best!" Aki chirped, rising his arms. He was beyond tipsy for a while now. "Plus my tongue is pierced." He stuck it out to prove his words.
Kenzo rolled his eyes and hit the bassist on his shoulder. "Okay, let me rephrase: Who has the best beside our reigning slut?"
"Should I feel offended?" Aki frowned, shrugged it off and took another cup of sake to forget about it.
Shou leaned closer to his lover. "He has. He has the best everything."
"Yes, yes, we get it." Uruha said, giggling as the vocalist stopped nuzzling Saga's blushed cheek to pout at the guitarist.
"Uruha's look good to me, though." Saga suggested, watching the honey blond gape.
"I agree." Kenzo added, followed by Hiroto and Aki.
"Stop staring at my lips!" He covered his mouth with his right hand. "And stop imagining my innocent mouth down there!"
"What about Shou's?" Hiroto asked.
"Mine?" He blinked, suddenly being the center of attention.
"Absolutely." Kenzo nodded. "Saga, you're such a lucky man to have those full, plush lips on you every once in while."
Uruha leaned in closer, a smug grin plastered on his face. This was getting interesting.
"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" Ruki asked, dragging Reita with him as he sat down at their table again.
"Sucking cock." Aki chuckled.
"He's the best." he pointed at GazettE's bassist.
"Eh- Ruki!" Reita turned crimson, much to his lover's - and everyone else's - amusement.
"What? You enjoy giving me head." He poked Reita's ribs, making him jump before he even could sit down properly. "Don't play prude now."
"Your lips look quite sexy too, Ruki." Kenzo said, stooping towards the smaller man. "Very sexy, that is."
"Too bad for you you're not getting any from me." Ruki pushed against Kenzo's forehead and picked a fresh bottle from the table.
"He doesn't need you, he has me." Aki purred, his hands already sneaking down to the drummer's crotch.
The youngest hit the table flat with his palm. "I have the very best." Hiroto exclaimed matter of factly.
Now that Uruha looked closer at him, he really seemed to have quite enticing lips. "You think so?" He opted in a flirty tone.
"I'm certain." He placed his elbows on the table, a smirk forming. "Just look at my lips, wouldn't you want them on you?"
Suddenly, the way the two guitarists looked at each other had the vibe that signaled everyone else to stay quiet.
"A good blowjob isn't defined by full lips only." Uruha purred, cocking a brow.
"That's why I said I am the very best. I know how to use my tongue." A swift flick to moisten.
Now Uruha hadn't only the image on his mind of Hiroto's mouth idly sucking him, but also the feel of a tongue rubbing just the right places. "Teeth?" he asked.
"Just enough to make you gasp." The smaller answered.
Now he wanted to know more. More of what this man who was bluntly teasing him had to offer. "Spit or swallow?
"What do you think?" he kept looking straight into Uruha eyes.
"I think," he hummed, pondering for a moment, observing the young man. "I think you're one of those savoring the taste before swallowing it all."
"You think you're tasty, don't you?" Truth to be told, he wanted to know. What would his skin taste like? His sweat, his cock, his precum, his very essence? The mere thought was mouthwatering for Hiroto.
"Maybe I am." What an invitational, suggestive tone clung to those words.
"Maybe I want to try."
"Maybe I want proof you're the very best for real."
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Based on tons of discussions (the good kind) I had with my other half. The title is actually the discworld-ish name for logic.
Beta'ed by lhunuial, yay for her~
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Crack
Pairings: A bar full of jrockers in need to get laid.
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: A discussion about giving head.
Rainchaser's Archive
______________________________
He didn't need a special surprise party with scuba diving or a trip to Hawaii. What Uruha needed was the classy way to celebrate his birthday, which consisted of friends, a bar and lots of booze. Even Shou came along and now kept nursing a single glass of wine, one hand not so subtly placed on Saga's thigh beneath the table. It was the bar of a friend of Nao's, as he was told, that's why the lot of them were the only guests that night.
Hence no one seemed to bother to keep it down.
He was seated on Aki's left while Kenzo occupied Aki's right. Across the table sat Hiroto and the vocalist-bassist couple of alice nine. Four empty chairs signaled that Tora and Nao hadn't returned to wherever they went a few minutes ago, giggling and groping and that the vocalist-bassist-couple of the GazettE didn't arrive yet.
"What do you guys say," Kenzo started, grinning a little too enthusiastically, leaning on the table, "Who has the best cocksucker lips?"
Saga chocked on his beer while the rest responded with a mix of an "Oooh~" and laughter.
"I have the best!" Aki chirped, rising his arms. He was beyond tipsy for a while now. "Plus my tongue is pierced." He stuck it out to prove his words.
Kenzo rolled his eyes and hit the bassist on his shoulder. "Okay, let me rephrase: Who has the best beside our reigning slut?"
"Should I feel offended?" Aki frowned, shrugged it off and took another cup of sake to forget about it.
Shou leaned closer to his lover. "He has. He has the best everything."
"Yes, yes, we get it." Uruha said, giggling as the vocalist stopped nuzzling Saga's blushed cheek to pout at the guitarist.
"Uruha's look good to me, though." Saga suggested, watching the honey blond gape.
"I agree." Kenzo added, followed by Hiroto and Aki.
"Stop staring at my lips!" He covered his mouth with his right hand. "And stop imagining my innocent mouth down there!"
"What about Shou's?" Hiroto asked.
"Mine?" He blinked, suddenly being the center of attention.
"Absolutely." Kenzo nodded. "Saga, you're such a lucky man to have those full, plush lips on you every once in while."
Uruha leaned in closer, a smug grin plastered on his face. This was getting interesting.
"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" Ruki asked, dragging Reita with him as he sat down at their table again.
"Sucking cock." Aki chuckled.
"He's the best." he pointed at GazettE's bassist.
"Eh- Ruki!" Reita turned crimson, much to his lover's - and everyone else's - amusement.
"What? You enjoy giving me head." He poked Reita's ribs, making him jump before he even could sit down properly. "Don't play prude now."
"Your lips look quite sexy too, Ruki." Kenzo said, stooping towards the smaller man. "Very sexy, that is."
"Too bad for you you're not getting any from me." Ruki pushed against Kenzo's forehead and picked a fresh bottle from the table.
"He doesn't need you, he has me." Aki purred, his hands already sneaking down to the drummer's crotch.
The youngest hit the table flat with his palm. "I have the very best." Hiroto exclaimed matter of factly.
Now that Uruha looked closer at him, he really seemed to have quite enticing lips. "You think so?" He opted in a flirty tone.
"I'm certain." He placed his elbows on the table, a smirk forming. "Just look at my lips, wouldn't you want them on you?"
Suddenly, the way the two guitarists looked at each other had the vibe that signaled everyone else to stay quiet.
"A good blowjob isn't defined by full lips only." Uruha purred, cocking a brow.
"That's why I said I am the very best. I know how to use my tongue." A swift flick to moisten.
Now Uruha hadn't only the image on his mind of Hiroto's mouth idly sucking him, but also the feel of a tongue rubbing just the right places. "Teeth?" he asked.
"Just enough to make you gasp." The smaller answered.
Now he wanted to know more. More of what this man who was bluntly teasing him had to offer. "Spit or swallow?
"What do you think?" he kept looking straight into Uruha eyes.
"I think," he hummed, pondering for a moment, observing the young man. "I think you're one of those savoring the taste before swallowing it all."
"You think you're tasty, don't you?" Truth to be told, he wanted to know. What would his skin taste like? His sweat, his cock, his precum, his very essence? The mere thought was mouthwatering for Hiroto.
"Maybe I am." What an invitational, suggestive tone clung to those words.
"Maybe I want to try."
"Maybe I want proof you're the very best for real."
________________________________
Based on tons of discussions (the good kind) I had with my other half. The title is actually the discworld-ish name for logic.
Beta'ed by lhunuial, yay for her~