FanFiction: Wooden Toy [OneShot]
I know. Even if you don't tell me. Everybody must be thinking I died. LOL. Well yeah.. Sort of. But no! Not really! I seemed like I was spirited away nee, for not posting anything in a whole month, but I'm here almost everyday, just finishing that damn HSJ Ranking. And checking some stories too. (sorry if i'm being a silent reader nee) But anyway, I'm back, I'm a zombie~
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TiTLE: Wooden Toy
PAiRiNG: YamaChii [Yamada Ryosuke x Chinen Yuri]
GENRE: Smut
RATiNG: NC - 17
DiSCLAiMER: None of them is mine. I just own the perverted plot, again.
AUTHOR: uzumaki_asahiru
AUTHOR'S DAMN NOTES: Everyone's probably thinking that I'm dead and doesn't remember me. LOL. Yeah, I vanished for a month or so, I was spirited away by College. Ugggh. It was a rough. Yeah. Anyway! I'm hoping I'm still in your memories despite of me vanishing for a while. And to make it up, I brought a smut with me. *dances* To thedorabangs and thellie, gomen nee. This took too long.
DEDiCATiON: To all the damned YamaChii Hardcore Shippers of course~ Let's spread YamaChii love come on!
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“So why did suddenly want to go to the Music Store Yama-chan?” Keito asked while folding the sleeve of his shirt up to his elbows.
The unavoidable question made Yamada stiff. He wasn’t sure how to answer it. He tried to think of a possible, most decent reply as both of them walked down the road side by side until they reach the train station.
“Uhh… Well you see Keito…” His voice cracked, eyes kept looking left and right. “I somehow lost Yuto’s d-drumsticks..”
“Ehh?”
”So I want you to accompany me and help me choose what he likes.” He looked at Keito who was also looking at him. Not being able to read what the other has in mind only made him more nervous.
“Sou…”
Yamada secretly sighed in relief as he saw Keito acted normal.
”What happened to the drumsticks?”
Again the question startled him. He thought that his company was already uninterested to whatever happened to the damned drumsticks, but it seems that he’s gonna have to keep up with Keito’s inquisitive torture the whole trip. Again he tried to think of what to answer, but only the memories from yesterday flooded his mind.
It was only Ryosuke, Yuri and Yuto in the JUMP House today. The other’s are out due to some circumstances like practices, family matters or personal reasons, while the remaining three were left at home.
They had just eaten lunch and are now enjoying the lazy, cozy atmosphere in the living room. Occupying the couch, the lovers are skin to skin as usual. Ryosuke watched random TV channels while Yuri lies on his plump legs. A rhythm of “clacks” filled the room as Yuto busily practiced beats with his drumsticks, using the wooden coffee table as his percussion instrument.
“Ah!” Yuto’s yell disrupted the silence enveloping the room and made two heads turn to him.
“Doushita Yutti?”
”I forgot, I am supposed to take Raiya to the amusement park today!”
Yamada smiled as he heard Yuto’s statement, and automatically rubbed his hand on his pocket, feeling the object he put in it.
“Ehhh. Raiya is probably crying right now.” Yuri rolled his body to lie on his stomach and face the one he is teasing.
“Mou, don’t say that Chii.” The tall guy stood up from the carpet and headed toward the stairs. “I gotta go prepare now!”
The two lovers remained in the room, listening to Yuto’s loud stomps on the staircases, both not saying anything.
“Hmmm.. So only the two of us will be here the entire day nee Ryo-chan.” Yuri turned his body around again and rested his head on his lover’s legs. He clicked his tongue as his head hit something hard, feeling irritated.
“What the hell is in your pocket Ryo-chan? I’ve been hitting it since earlier.” Yuri glared at Ryosuke, demanding for an answer.
Yuto once again emerged now fully dressed to go out. “Gomen nee, you two. I couldn’t mess around with you today.” He walked across the living room and headed for the front door.
“It’s okay Yuto, there’s always a next time.” A sly smile formed on Yamada’s lips again, this time wider and has a stronger hint of malice. “Itterashai.”
“Itterashaaaai~” The squirrel lazily bid goodbye.
“Hai! Ittekimasu!”
The moment the door closed, Ryosuke immediately pushed Yuri on the sofa, pinning him down. Without a warning, he clashed his lips to his surprised lover, not giving him a chance to react. The guy on top caressed the other one under him intimately while their lips mingled together.
“Mmmmm…” Yuri moaned from the intense kiss, as both of them made smooching and slurping sounds.
“I knew it. That smile of yours. I knew you’re thinking of something perverted.” Yuri said after the torrid kiss broke while looking suspiciously at the overjoyed, excited lover.
“Of course, this is a rare opportunity after all, right?” Ryosuke slipped his left hand inside Yuri’s shirt, while his right grabbed the object from his pocket. “Hora.”
“What..!? Mou Ryo-chan, you’re such a pervert.” He grabbed the bottle of lube that was in front of his face and looked at the other one with disgust.
The two began joining their lips together again, both portraying wolves hungry for meat. Their saliva mixed with each other as their tongue swirled about in their mouths. Breaking off the kiss again, the two removed each others clothes quickly and vigorously, and hurriedly pushed their lips after doing so, as if they’re going to die instantly once they separated. Their clothes, being less significant, were tossed on the floor leaving their burning bodies bare.
Yuri lied on the couch seductively, holding his arms vertically across his chest and his fingers slightly covering his half-opened lips. While Ryosuke loomed on top of him, feasting his eyes on such a scrumptious banquet spread in front of him. Staring at every part of his lover’s thin frame under him, he focused on every detail, making his body shudder. A goosebump crept up his spine, sending a swift shiver throughout his whole body.
Yuri felt hotter and hotter from being stared at, as if Ryosuke’s look carves on his skin. Every movement of Ryosuke’s eyes seemed to char his body, and he can’t deny it definitely turns him on. It suddenly registered to his mind what they are doing: Ravaging each other on the couch in broad daylight. Ashamed of his realization, he tried to disrupt the flow of happenings by saying something off, trying to prolong whatever that will happen.
“Speaking of perverted things, I’m really curious about using toys.” Yuri said, knowing what effect will this particular topic will have on the other one.
Ryosuke winced from irritation, his mood ruined from his lover’s words. Yuri has been talking about these “toys” ever since he heard about if from Inoo, and Ryosuke is fed up with it. He can’t help thinking that Yuri is not satisfied with his bed skills thus yearning for pleasure from such objects, which crushed his pride as a man. He rolled his eyes and abruptly clicked his tongue, when he accidentally saw something on top of the coffee table.
“Na Ryo-chan, I wonder how it would feel to-“ Yuri tried to stall again, but he was cut off when Ryosuke grabbed the lube bottle back. The taller boy on top turned his back on him, his hands shuffling like doing something.
Still lying down, he tried to lift his body. “Ryo-chan, what are you doing?” Yuri carried his weight up but the buta turned to him again and showed him something he didn’t expect.
“You really want to play with toys? Then let’s do it.” Ryosuke glumly said, sending a shiver down to Yuri’s spine. Yuri tried to process in his mind why his lover is showing him a long piece of wood that’s covered with a transparent, sticky substance. Figuring it out, panic filled him.
“Ryosu- No way, you’re kidding- “ Once again, he wasn’t able to finish his sentence when Ryosuke firmly pushed his tummy firmly to prevent him from struggling.
“Ryosuke! Stop it! YOU’RE CRAZY- AHHHH!” Yuri tried to break away but it was too late. He screamed on top of his lungs when his whole body perceived a strong sensation of sharp pain as he felt himself forcefully penetrated.
Ryosuke snapped out of reality when his lover’s shrill cry rang in his ears. Staring at Yuri who is under him, eyes shut, mouth wide open, body glittering with sweat and legs spread out. His brown orbs, capturing everything, soon focused on his lover’s entrance, now reddening and throbbing, which he plugged with Yuto’s drumstick.
Yuri shook severely and involuntarily, still can’t get over the fact of Ryosuke’s sudden monstrous aggressiveness. He is aware that his other half is a real pervert, but he was astonished of Ryosuke’s different level of lust he’s witnessing. Although he can’t deny that he is feeling intense pleasure, he himself is not sure if it is really pleasure, on whatever unthinkable thing Ryosuke does to him now. His hole felt swollen and his insides churned as the fine, slender wood entered him oh so smoothly and repeatedly, every pump makes him want to cross the line between sanity and insanity. He didn’t care if it is Yuto’s drumstick that is fucking him. All that counts, right now, is the extreme degree of indulgence he is feeling. Yuri felt more restless and restless as he reaches his peak. Feeling a violent heat building up in his lower stomach, Yuri felt like bursting anytime soon.
“Ryos-uke! Ryosuke! I c-can’t..!”
Ryosuke, sensing that Yuri is about to come, pushed the drumstick deeper that earlier reaching an unreachable place that can’t be reached earlier.
“No more…! Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!” Yuri released his pent up love fluid and squirted it on his own face and body. Awed with the scene, Ryosuke’s manhood twitched irrevocably. He pulled the drumstick stuffing Yuri’s hole, making the latter moan deeply between panting.
Seeing Yuri having difficulty in breathing made him a little guilty and lose attention to his earlier state. He tossed the drumstick aside and hurriedly cuddled his precious Yuri.
“Yuri… Are you kay?” Ryosuke seemed to be free of the monster who possessed him earlier, his words suddenly nice and gentle. Yuri responded with weak pants and whimpers, making him more worried. “Yuri, I’m-“
“Yappari…”
”Huh?”
“Yappari, you’re better than the drumstick.” Yuri’s luscious, pink lips escaped the naughty words with a smile, words full of lust but his expression so innocent. It makes you think whether he’s an adorable devil or a seductive angel. Once again, Ryosuke’s forgotten lusty desires were awakened.
“Yuri!” Ryosuke lifted Yuri’s white slender body, making Yuri ride him. Their eyes met, Ryosuke’s brown orbs says nothing but “I want to do you now.”
”Hai, hai.” Yuri shifted his body and wrapped his arms and les on Ryosuke whow as hugging him tight. “Go on.”
By the go signal, Ryosuke immediately pounced on his lover. He ravaged Yuri’s white neck hungrily, licking every part of it. Still in that position, Yuri whimpered with all the licks, bites and kisses he keeps on receiving, subtly straddling his hips towards the other’s body. He then lifted his body, making Ryosuke know he wants to be entered. The taller boy, not taking his eyes off of his lover, slid his hands on Yuri’s slender back,, down his ass and gently stretched it out, while he pinpointed his cock to his soft, warm entrance.
“Unnnnn.. Ahhh.. Haah!” The two simultaneously groaned by the sensation.
“You’re tight, Yuri!”
“Ahhhh… You think a piece of wood could stretch me properly? Baka.”
“But you’re really tight! I’m gonna have to force it up a little.”
“What happened to you? Earlier you were like a perverted freaky monster and now you’re-“
”Yuri come on! I wanna get inside you already!”
“Just shove it in!”
Ryosuke vigorously thrusted up, Yuri’s tight, juicy hole swallowing his manhood whole. Together they moaned lewdly, as their bodies become one. Both move their hips synchronizedly, pleasuring and satisfying each other’s itch.
“AHHHHH! RYOSUKE!” Yuri wrapped his limbs tighter on the other’s body, as he felt the point of their bodies’ connection burning. “I… AHHHHHHH!”
Ryosuke immediately supported him. He gripped his hands on his Yuri’s waist, his fingers digging in his white sweaty skin, and moved it down and up as he thrusted up and down. His cock severely twitched to the point of shivering, as he feel Yuri’s insides burn hotter and clam tighter around him, turning him on even more. He felt hornier and hornier in each and every thrust, while Yuri only tightened and tightened. It makes Ryosuke think if Yuri is still a virgin, because if it feels like it. His body finally couldn’t keep up with his ultimately perverted mind that ran wild fantasies and reached his limit.
“AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! OH MY- RYOSUKE~” Yuri almost screamed like a girl. The feeling of the hot sticky fluid gushing in every corner of his insides and filling him up is just too much. For the last time he felt his own hole immensely tightened again around Ryosuke’s hard cock as he come as well for the second time, squirting and staining both of their bodies.
The couple collapsed on top of one another above the couch, on that particular object that noticed everything.
Still hodling tighit on his lover, Ryosuke chased his breath. After a few pants, he lifted himself up and checked on his lover who has dozed off. He stared at Yuri for a few measly seconds before standing up and trying to get back to reality.
"I have gone a little overboard..” Ryosuke glanced at the fainted, exhausted Yuri, before resuming on picking up their clothes. He then got some tissues amd wiped what is needed to be wiped. Ryosuke can’t help grinning like an idiot as he observed the milky white, sticky substance get absorbed by the tissue.
“Ahh.. Ippaii~” He whispered to himself, while cleaning up his lover. The thought of not being able to identify whose cum is which made him giggle. He ended up smacking himself for thinking of another naughty idea.
Ryosuke picked up Yuri from the couch and carried him up to their shared room like a princess. He laid him down on the bed, gently covered his bare body with the blanket. Not being able to resist the urge, he planted a kiss on Yuri’s forhead, while reminiscing what happened earlier.
“Ummmm.” Yuri blinked his eyes open and unconsciously flailed his arms, reacting to the sudden change of environment.
“Shhhh.. Take a rest now. You can take a bath later.” The buta rubbed his palm on the other one’s forehead before tucking him on the bed.
Seeing his Yuri now sleeping soundly, Ryosuke went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. He then went downstairs to the place where they did their hot crime earlier, checking if there are evidences left. He wiped and cleansed the couch off of some love juice drops. Checking it for the last time, he grinned triumphantly as it appeared clean and no more trace of whatever thing they did earlier. There’s gonna be no Yabu-Papa lecture about the things to do and not to do in the living room. Ryosuke turned around to walk out of the room and return the cleaning equipments when something hit his foot. He looked at it and saw the drumstick roll on the carpet. Ryosuke’s face contorted, as if he saw a ghost.
Ryosuke squeezed his chest as the memories form earlier came back. His heart beats like a million times per minute for it felt like it all once happened again as his mind did a rewind.
“Yama-ch-“
“AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” The nervous guy turned around and saw the dumbfounded Keito holding a pair of drumsticks on his hands.
“What’s wrong?”
“Ah.. Nothing.. Is this the one?” Ryosuke immediately dodged the subject to lessen the impact of his embarrassing scene in the Music Store.
“Un! This is the one Yuto likes, I’m sure!” Keito handed Ryosuke the drumsticks and then both proceeded to the counter to pay.
Back in YamaChii’s shared room, only the sounds of water droplets from the bathroom made noise. Yuri stood by the shower, bathing in silver strands of water. He caressed his aching hips as he turned the shower knob off.
“Owww… I’m hurting all over…” Yuri hissed while rubbing his hair with his bath towel. His head throbbed, making him squint his pretty eyes. “How long was I sleeping?”
Yuri got dressed and went downstairs. The JUMP House that was almost empty earlier is back to normal. Hikaru is snickering while watching Ryutaro look for his precious, beloved DS which he obviously hid again. Daiki and Takaki are chatting about latest music updates while Keito is practicing some songs with his guitar. As usual, Yabu and Inoo are making dinner together and his beloved buta has his butt again crashed on the poor couch. Seeing the damn couch reminded Yuri of what happened earlier, or was it yesterday, he wasn’t sure for he seems to have lost the track of time from sleeping too long. He is blushing vibrantly while walking towards his lover and shaking off the thoughts when someone popped in front of him.
“Chii! I’ve been waiting for you to wake up! Look! Look! Yama-chan got me brand new drumsticks!” Yuto cheerfully exclaimed, his slender fingers wrapped around the smooth wooden sticks and arms extended, the drumsticks only two inches away from Yuri’s face.
Yuri’s eyes were fixed at the pair of drumsticks literally in front of his face, and felt a strong, fatal heart attack. Yuto precisely saw how the squirrel’s eyeballs rolled back to his head, before he fainted and collapsed on the carpet.
“Chii! What happened!”
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Ohhh yeeeaaaaah. I know right. YamaChii was so wild~ It was a percussive, banging, love-making! LOL I'm such a poet.
What do you think? Crappy? LOL. I hope you enjoyed this one. Anyway, I've missed posting fics so much. During my dark days (when i vanished) I was so restless even at school `cause it felt like I'm not contributing to spread YamaChii Love in the world. It was horrible... But it's okay now yayy~
If there are typos, I'm sorry~ I just scanned this, no time to proofread `cause I'm playing a game. Pokemon Emerald. LOL. So nostalgic. i haven't played this one for years and we siblings are competing against each other so I can't afford to lose. No, I won't lose, Imma crush `em all. LOL. But if tehre are I'm gonna go fix it when I check it again.
Comment if you like nee~ And give me your criticisms and opinions too! That would help me improve and make me a better writer. I'm still a newbie you know, so yeah. Comments will be really damn inspiring~
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TiTLE: Wooden Toy
PAiRiNG: YamaChii [Yamada Ryosuke x Chinen Yuri]
GENRE: Smut
RATiNG: NC - 17
DiSCLAiMER: None of them is mine. I just own the perverted plot, again.
AUTHOR: uzumaki_asahiru
AUTHOR'S DAMN NOTES: Everyone's probably thinking that I'm dead and doesn't remember me. LOL. Yeah, I vanished for a month or so, I was spirited away by College. Ugggh. It was a rough. Yeah. Anyway! I'm hoping I'm still in your memories despite of me vanishing for a while. And to make it up, I brought a smut with me. *dances* To thedorabangs and thellie, gomen nee. This took too long.
DEDiCATiON: To all the damned YamaChii Hardcore Shippers of course~ Let's spread YamaChii love come on!
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“So why did suddenly want to go to the Music Store Yama-chan?” Keito asked while folding the sleeve of his shirt up to his elbows.
The unavoidable question made Yamada stiff. He wasn’t sure how to answer it. He tried to think of a possible, most decent reply as both of them walked down the road side by side until they reach the train station.
“Uhh… Well you see Keito…” His voice cracked, eyes kept looking left and right. “I somehow lost Yuto’s d-drumsticks..”
“Ehh?”
”So I want you to accompany me and help me choose what he likes.” He looked at Keito who was also looking at him. Not being able to read what the other has in mind only made him more nervous.
“Sou…”
Yamada secretly sighed in relief as he saw Keito acted normal.
”What happened to the drumsticks?”
Again the question startled him. He thought that his company was already uninterested to whatever happened to the damned drumsticks, but it seems that he’s gonna have to keep up with Keito’s inquisitive torture the whole trip. Again he tried to think of what to answer, but only the memories from yesterday flooded his mind.
It was only Ryosuke, Yuri and Yuto in the JUMP House today. The other’s are out due to some circumstances like practices, family matters or personal reasons, while the remaining three were left at home.
They had just eaten lunch and are now enjoying the lazy, cozy atmosphere in the living room. Occupying the couch, the lovers are skin to skin as usual. Ryosuke watched random TV channels while Yuri lies on his plump legs. A rhythm of “clacks” filled the room as Yuto busily practiced beats with his drumsticks, using the wooden coffee table as his percussion instrument.
“Ah!” Yuto’s yell disrupted the silence enveloping the room and made two heads turn to him.
“Doushita Yutti?”
”I forgot, I am supposed to take Raiya to the amusement park today!”
Yamada smiled as he heard Yuto’s statement, and automatically rubbed his hand on his pocket, feeling the object he put in it.
“Ehhh. Raiya is probably crying right now.” Yuri rolled his body to lie on his stomach and face the one he is teasing.
“Mou, don’t say that Chii.” The tall guy stood up from the carpet and headed toward the stairs. “I gotta go prepare now!”
The two lovers remained in the room, listening to Yuto’s loud stomps on the staircases, both not saying anything.
“Hmmm.. So only the two of us will be here the entire day nee Ryo-chan.” Yuri turned his body around again and rested his head on his lover’s legs. He clicked his tongue as his head hit something hard, feeling irritated.
“What the hell is in your pocket Ryo-chan? I’ve been hitting it since earlier.” Yuri glared at Ryosuke, demanding for an answer.
Yuto once again emerged now fully dressed to go out. “Gomen nee, you two. I couldn’t mess around with you today.” He walked across the living room and headed for the front door.
“It’s okay Yuto, there’s always a next time.” A sly smile formed on Yamada’s lips again, this time wider and has a stronger hint of malice. “Itterashai.”
“Itterashaaaai~” The squirrel lazily bid goodbye.
“Hai! Ittekimasu!”
The moment the door closed, Ryosuke immediately pushed Yuri on the sofa, pinning him down. Without a warning, he clashed his lips to his surprised lover, not giving him a chance to react. The guy on top caressed the other one under him intimately while their lips mingled together.
“Mmmmm…” Yuri moaned from the intense kiss, as both of them made smooching and slurping sounds.
“I knew it. That smile of yours. I knew you’re thinking of something perverted.” Yuri said after the torrid kiss broke while looking suspiciously at the overjoyed, excited lover.
“Of course, this is a rare opportunity after all, right?” Ryosuke slipped his left hand inside Yuri’s shirt, while his right grabbed the object from his pocket. “Hora.”
“What..!? Mou Ryo-chan, you’re such a pervert.” He grabbed the bottle of lube that was in front of his face and looked at the other one with disgust.
The two began joining their lips together again, both portraying wolves hungry for meat. Their saliva mixed with each other as their tongue swirled about in their mouths. Breaking off the kiss again, the two removed each others clothes quickly and vigorously, and hurriedly pushed their lips after doing so, as if they’re going to die instantly once they separated. Their clothes, being less significant, were tossed on the floor leaving their burning bodies bare.
Yuri lied on the couch seductively, holding his arms vertically across his chest and his fingers slightly covering his half-opened lips. While Ryosuke loomed on top of him, feasting his eyes on such a scrumptious banquet spread in front of him. Staring at every part of his lover’s thin frame under him, he focused on every detail, making his body shudder. A goosebump crept up his spine, sending a swift shiver throughout his whole body.
Yuri felt hotter and hotter from being stared at, as if Ryosuke’s look carves on his skin. Every movement of Ryosuke’s eyes seemed to char his body, and he can’t deny it definitely turns him on. It suddenly registered to his mind what they are doing: Ravaging each other on the couch in broad daylight. Ashamed of his realization, he tried to disrupt the flow of happenings by saying something off, trying to prolong whatever that will happen.
“Speaking of perverted things, I’m really curious about using toys.” Yuri said, knowing what effect will this particular topic will have on the other one.
Ryosuke winced from irritation, his mood ruined from his lover’s words. Yuri has been talking about these “toys” ever since he heard about if from Inoo, and Ryosuke is fed up with it. He can’t help thinking that Yuri is not satisfied with his bed skills thus yearning for pleasure from such objects, which crushed his pride as a man. He rolled his eyes and abruptly clicked his tongue, when he accidentally saw something on top of the coffee table.
“Na Ryo-chan, I wonder how it would feel to-“ Yuri tried to stall again, but he was cut off when Ryosuke grabbed the lube bottle back. The taller boy on top turned his back on him, his hands shuffling like doing something.
Still lying down, he tried to lift his body. “Ryo-chan, what are you doing?” Yuri carried his weight up but the buta turned to him again and showed him something he didn’t expect.
“You really want to play with toys? Then let’s do it.” Ryosuke glumly said, sending a shiver down to Yuri’s spine. Yuri tried to process in his mind why his lover is showing him a long piece of wood that’s covered with a transparent, sticky substance. Figuring it out, panic filled him.
“Ryosu- No way, you’re kidding- “ Once again, he wasn’t able to finish his sentence when Ryosuke firmly pushed his tummy firmly to prevent him from struggling.
“Ryosuke! Stop it! YOU’RE CRAZY- AHHHH!” Yuri tried to break away but it was too late. He screamed on top of his lungs when his whole body perceived a strong sensation of sharp pain as he felt himself forcefully penetrated.
Ryosuke snapped out of reality when his lover’s shrill cry rang in his ears. Staring at Yuri who is under him, eyes shut, mouth wide open, body glittering with sweat and legs spread out. His brown orbs, capturing everything, soon focused on his lover’s entrance, now reddening and throbbing, which he plugged with Yuto’s drumstick.
Yuri shook severely and involuntarily, still can’t get over the fact of Ryosuke’s sudden monstrous aggressiveness. He is aware that his other half is a real pervert, but he was astonished of Ryosuke’s different level of lust he’s witnessing. Although he can’t deny that he is feeling intense pleasure, he himself is not sure if it is really pleasure, on whatever unthinkable thing Ryosuke does to him now. His hole felt swollen and his insides churned as the fine, slender wood entered him oh so smoothly and repeatedly, every pump makes him want to cross the line between sanity and insanity. He didn’t care if it is Yuto’s drumstick that is fucking him. All that counts, right now, is the extreme degree of indulgence he is feeling. Yuri felt more restless and restless as he reaches his peak. Feeling a violent heat building up in his lower stomach, Yuri felt like bursting anytime soon.
“Ryos-uke! Ryosuke! I c-can’t..!”
Ryosuke, sensing that Yuri is about to come, pushed the drumstick deeper that earlier reaching an unreachable place that can’t be reached earlier.
“No more…! Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!” Yuri released his pent up love fluid and squirted it on his own face and body. Awed with the scene, Ryosuke’s manhood twitched irrevocably. He pulled the drumstick stuffing Yuri’s hole, making the latter moan deeply between panting.
Seeing Yuri having difficulty in breathing made him a little guilty and lose attention to his earlier state. He tossed the drumstick aside and hurriedly cuddled his precious Yuri.
“Yuri… Are you kay?” Ryosuke seemed to be free of the monster who possessed him earlier, his words suddenly nice and gentle. Yuri responded with weak pants and whimpers, making him more worried. “Yuri, I’m-“
“Yappari…”
”Huh?”
“Yappari, you’re better than the drumstick.” Yuri’s luscious, pink lips escaped the naughty words with a smile, words full of lust but his expression so innocent. It makes you think whether he’s an adorable devil or a seductive angel. Once again, Ryosuke’s forgotten lusty desires were awakened.
“Yuri!” Ryosuke lifted Yuri’s white slender body, making Yuri ride him. Their eyes met, Ryosuke’s brown orbs says nothing but “I want to do you now.”
”Hai, hai.” Yuri shifted his body and wrapped his arms and les on Ryosuke whow as hugging him tight. “Go on.”
By the go signal, Ryosuke immediately pounced on his lover. He ravaged Yuri’s white neck hungrily, licking every part of it. Still in that position, Yuri whimpered with all the licks, bites and kisses he keeps on receiving, subtly straddling his hips towards the other’s body. He then lifted his body, making Ryosuke know he wants to be entered. The taller boy, not taking his eyes off of his lover, slid his hands on Yuri’s slender back,, down his ass and gently stretched it out, while he pinpointed his cock to his soft, warm entrance.
“Unnnnn.. Ahhh.. Haah!” The two simultaneously groaned by the sensation.
“You’re tight, Yuri!”
“Ahhhh… You think a piece of wood could stretch me properly? Baka.”
“But you’re really tight! I’m gonna have to force it up a little.”
“What happened to you? Earlier you were like a perverted freaky monster and now you’re-“
”Yuri come on! I wanna get inside you already!”
“Just shove it in!”
Ryosuke vigorously thrusted up, Yuri’s tight, juicy hole swallowing his manhood whole. Together they moaned lewdly, as their bodies become one. Both move their hips synchronizedly, pleasuring and satisfying each other’s itch.
“AHHHHH! RYOSUKE!” Yuri wrapped his limbs tighter on the other’s body, as he felt the point of their bodies’ connection burning. “I… AHHHHHHH!”
Ryosuke immediately supported him. He gripped his hands on his Yuri’s waist, his fingers digging in his white sweaty skin, and moved it down and up as he thrusted up and down. His cock severely twitched to the point of shivering, as he feel Yuri’s insides burn hotter and clam tighter around him, turning him on even more. He felt hornier and hornier in each and every thrust, while Yuri only tightened and tightened. It makes Ryosuke think if Yuri is still a virgin, because if it feels like it. His body finally couldn’t keep up with his ultimately perverted mind that ran wild fantasies and reached his limit.
“AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! OH MY- RYOSUKE~” Yuri almost screamed like a girl. The feeling of the hot sticky fluid gushing in every corner of his insides and filling him up is just too much. For the last time he felt his own hole immensely tightened again around Ryosuke’s hard cock as he come as well for the second time, squirting and staining both of their bodies.
The couple collapsed on top of one another above the couch, on that particular object that noticed everything.
Still hodling tighit on his lover, Ryosuke chased his breath. After a few pants, he lifted himself up and checked on his lover who has dozed off. He stared at Yuri for a few measly seconds before standing up and trying to get back to reality.
"I have gone a little overboard..” Ryosuke glanced at the fainted, exhausted Yuri, before resuming on picking up their clothes. He then got some tissues amd wiped what is needed to be wiped. Ryosuke can’t help grinning like an idiot as he observed the milky white, sticky substance get absorbed by the tissue.
“Ahh.. Ippaii~” He whispered to himself, while cleaning up his lover. The thought of not being able to identify whose cum is which made him giggle. He ended up smacking himself for thinking of another naughty idea.
Ryosuke picked up Yuri from the couch and carried him up to their shared room like a princess. He laid him down on the bed, gently covered his bare body with the blanket. Not being able to resist the urge, he planted a kiss on Yuri’s forhead, while reminiscing what happened earlier.
“Ummmm.” Yuri blinked his eyes open and unconsciously flailed his arms, reacting to the sudden change of environment.
“Shhhh.. Take a rest now. You can take a bath later.” The buta rubbed his palm on the other one’s forehead before tucking him on the bed.
Seeing his Yuri now sleeping soundly, Ryosuke went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. He then went downstairs to the place where they did their hot crime earlier, checking if there are evidences left. He wiped and cleansed the couch off of some love juice drops. Checking it for the last time, he grinned triumphantly as it appeared clean and no more trace of whatever thing they did earlier. There’s gonna be no Yabu-Papa lecture about the things to do and not to do in the living room. Ryosuke turned around to walk out of the room and return the cleaning equipments when something hit his foot. He looked at it and saw the drumstick roll on the carpet. Ryosuke’s face contorted, as if he saw a ghost.
Ryosuke squeezed his chest as the memories form earlier came back. His heart beats like a million times per minute for it felt like it all once happened again as his mind did a rewind.
“Yama-ch-“
“AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” The nervous guy turned around and saw the dumbfounded Keito holding a pair of drumsticks on his hands.
“What’s wrong?”
“Ah.. Nothing.. Is this the one?” Ryosuke immediately dodged the subject to lessen the impact of his embarrassing scene in the Music Store.
“Un! This is the one Yuto likes, I’m sure!” Keito handed Ryosuke the drumsticks and then both proceeded to the counter to pay.
Back in YamaChii’s shared room, only the sounds of water droplets from the bathroom made noise. Yuri stood by the shower, bathing in silver strands of water. He caressed his aching hips as he turned the shower knob off.
“Owww… I’m hurting all over…” Yuri hissed while rubbing his hair with his bath towel. His head throbbed, making him squint his pretty eyes. “How long was I sleeping?”
Yuri got dressed and went downstairs. The JUMP House that was almost empty earlier is back to normal. Hikaru is snickering while watching Ryutaro look for his precious, beloved DS which he obviously hid again. Daiki and Takaki are chatting about latest music updates while Keito is practicing some songs with his guitar. As usual, Yabu and Inoo are making dinner together and his beloved buta has his butt again crashed on the poor couch. Seeing the damn couch reminded Yuri of what happened earlier, or was it yesterday, he wasn’t sure for he seems to have lost the track of time from sleeping too long. He is blushing vibrantly while walking towards his lover and shaking off the thoughts when someone popped in front of him.
“Chii! I’ve been waiting for you to wake up! Look! Look! Yama-chan got me brand new drumsticks!” Yuto cheerfully exclaimed, his slender fingers wrapped around the smooth wooden sticks and arms extended, the drumsticks only two inches away from Yuri’s face.
Yuri’s eyes were fixed at the pair of drumsticks literally in front of his face, and felt a strong, fatal heart attack. Yuto precisely saw how the squirrel’s eyeballs rolled back to his head, before he fainted and collapsed on the carpet.
“Chii! What happened!”
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Ohhh yeeeaaaaah. I know right. YamaChii was so wild~ It was a percussive, banging, love-making! LOL I'm such a poet.
What do you think? Crappy? LOL. I hope you enjoyed this one. Anyway, I've missed posting fics so much. During my dark days (when i vanished) I was so restless even at school `cause it felt like I'm not contributing to spread YamaChii Love in the world. It was horrible... But it's okay now yayy~
If there are typos, I'm sorry~ I just scanned this, no time to proofread `cause I'm playing a game. Pokemon Emerald. LOL. So nostalgic. i haven't played this one for years and we siblings are competing against each other so I can't afford to lose. No, I won't lose, Imma crush `em all. LOL. But if tehre are I'm gonna go fix it when I check it again.
Comment if you like nee~ And give me your criticisms and opinions too! That would help me improve and make me a better writer. I'm still a newbie you know, so yeah. Comments will be really damn inspiring~