Bathroom [Oneshot]
Title: Bathroom
Author: velvet_liquor
Beta: paralyzing_time
Chapters: One-shot
Pairing: Aoi x Uruha
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Summary: “His heart began to race when he heard some clothes being thrown on the floor, a buckle hitting the tiles with a loud noise. It wasn’t Reita…”
Author’s comment: I was in my shower, and I thought about Uruha (which isn’t that rare XD I’m kinda obsessed with him xD) and… This idea popped up in my mind 8D I couldn’t resist… So, here it is 8D I hope you’ll like it ;)
Hot water streamed on his pale and flawless body, his honey-brown eyes closing as the liquid ran over his face. He hummed to himself, covering his limbs with soap and scrubbing gently. His sweet humming quickly became a lot worse when he started to sing. When Uruha sang, the rest of the band would bless god for having Ruki as their vocalist. But his little song didn’t last since he heard the bathroom door opening and immediately, he stopped singing - if one could really call that singing - and groaned a little.
“Reita, could you please wait until I’m done with my shower?” he asked, sounding a little annoyed. It was at times like this that Uruha wished he wasn’t sharing an apartment with the bassist. But today was different. Today, it was Uruha’s birthday, and he would do anything to be sure that the rest of the day was perfect. He still had an hour or so before going to the restaurant with his band mates, so Reita shouldn’t be this impatient. When Uruha didn’t hear anything, he started to wonder if he was dreaming. Maybe the door wasn’t open like he thought it was.
“Reita?” he asked again, and after some seconds, he decided to glance around the room, pushing aside the shower curtain that was both concealing his body from an eventual visitor and preventing him from seeing anything in the bathroom.
He gasped and immediately put the curtain back in place, clutching the material tightly. His heart began to race when he heard some clothes being thrown on the floor, a buckle hitting the tiles with a loud noise. It wasn’t Reita… Uruha’s heart was beating madly in his chest. Why was Aoi in his bathroom? Why was he undressing?
The blond’s heart missed a beat or two when Aoi’s hand pushed the curtain aside to step in the shower. Was Uruha dreaming? Because it looked like it was one of his many dreams, where the dark-haired guitarist would do a lot of things the blond wasn’t about to admit to anyone. He blushed deeply, pressing his own body against the wall, and he stared at the dark eyes watching him with a sparkle in them. Just as he was about to ask why Aoi was there, the raven-haired man hushed him putting a finger against those plush lips and approached the blond’s ear.
“You don’t have to ask, you just have to feel…” Aoi whispered huskily, his lips curling into a smile when he felt Uruha shudder at his words. He then replaced his finger on the other’s lips with his own. Uruha’s eyes immediately closed and he sighed contentedly, not really believing it wasn’t a dream, again; but those lips were real, he could feel them, he could feel the tongue licking his own lips, silently asking for entrance which he gladly allowed. Aoi’s tongue slowly stroked Uruha’s own, enticing him in a languid kiss.
The honey-blond man’s hands timidly went to grip the guitarist sides, seeking more contact. Aoi smiled in the kiss and pressed his body against Uruha’ s, leaving no space between them. That’s how the blond found he wasn’t the only one aroused since he felt Aoi’s member pressing against his own.
He was so lost in the kiss that he didn’t notice Aoi’s hand finding its way between his milky thighs, and Uruha gasped when he felt a finger pushing his way past his tight ring of muscle. The blond’s arms immediately came around Aoi’s neck for support as his thigh was gently hooked around the dark-haired man’s hip, the latter keeping it in place with his free hand. With an easier access, Aoi gently moved his finger and soon he added a second one, scissoring them to prepare Uruha for what was to come. Even though the blond was having a hard time trying to breathe properly, he never left Aoi’s lips, nibbling the bottom one and softly tugging at the lip ring there and he began to thrust onto Aoi’s fingers, urging him to get to the best part.
“Eager?” the raven-haired man laughed softly, only adding a third finger because he refused to hurt the other man in hurrying and neglecting the much needed preparation. Indeed, Uruha had been single for a very long time, and Aoi never really understood why, until Reita decided to help him see what was in front of him. Uruha was in love with Aoi since… probably forever, but he never dared to make a move.
But now, he was there, more than willing to please Uruha and make up for the long wait. When he judged the blond was ready, he retrieved his fingers, earning a loud whine from the other and let go of his leg to turn around and try to locate his jeans on the floor. He searched for something in the pockets and went to lay several kisses on the other’s lips while he tried to rip the condom package open to put it on his more-than-hard member. When the blond heard a soft click, he snapped his eyes open and grinned, watching Aoi coat a generous amount of lube onto his eager cock.
Uruha’s leg soon found its way back around the other’s hips, and he encircled Aoi’s neck with his arms. Aoi looked into Uruha’s beautiful honey-brown eyes as though he was searching for something. Before Uruha had the time to grow impatient, Aoi whispered next to the blond’s ear.
“Ready?” Uruha vigorously nodded, not really trusting his voice at that moment, and they both groaned when Aoi pushed inside. Uruha shut his eyes, trying to relax to ease the pain and he buried his head in the other’s neck, nibbling the skin he found there. The raven-haired man stopped in his movements when he was fully inserted, shuddering slightly as the heat engulfed him.
“It’s okay, you can move now…” The semi-whisper of the blond was almost inaudible, but Aoi heard it and slowly, the black-haired man did as he was told, a shiver running down his spine.
“Hgn, Uru…” was all Aoi could manage to say due to the intense feelings, his slow motions driving him madly insane and making the blond a whimpering mess. With the way Uruha was clinging onto Aoi’s body, it was obvious this was more than just sex to him, a lot more… And Aoi felt the need to give him everything he had, everything the blond deserved. So, once again, he claimed Uruha’s lips, kissing him in a very gentle way, swallowing his moans.
The dark-haired guitarist’s thrusts were still agonizingly slow, but they were also deep and powerful, allowing the blond’s sweet spot to be hit with almost each thrust, leaving them both breathing harshly. Aoi’s nails dug deeper into Uruha’s porcelain white thigh as his peak was dangerously near. Aoi sped up his movements and started to pump Uruha’s member with frenzy, knowing they wouldn’t last long.
“Aoi, I’m gonna… Hgnn…” He couldn’t finish his sentence as his orgasm hit him forcefully, and he came onto both of their stomachs, while Aoi made his final thrust and also came.
They were both panting and neither of them moved, simply catching their breaths. Aoi leaned and brushed his lips against Uruha’s ear to whisper something with a smile plastered on his own lips.
“Happy birthday, Uruha…”
A/N: I hope you liked it =] I don't feel like this oneshot is as hot as I would have like it to be, but, hey, it still is a shower sex scene 8D
Author: velvet_liquor
Beta: paralyzing_time
Chapters: One-shot
Pairing: Aoi x Uruha
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Summary: “His heart began to race when he heard some clothes being thrown on the floor, a buckle hitting the tiles with a loud noise. It wasn’t Reita…”
Author’s comment: I was in my shower, and I thought about Uruha (which isn’t that rare XD I’m kinda obsessed with him xD) and… This idea popped up in my mind 8D I couldn’t resist… So, here it is 8D I hope you’ll like it ;)
Hot water streamed on his pale and flawless body, his honey-brown eyes closing as the liquid ran over his face. He hummed to himself, covering his limbs with soap and scrubbing gently. His sweet humming quickly became a lot worse when he started to sing. When Uruha sang, the rest of the band would bless god for having Ruki as their vocalist. But his little song didn’t last since he heard the bathroom door opening and immediately, he stopped singing - if one could really call that singing - and groaned a little.
“Reita, could you please wait until I’m done with my shower?” he asked, sounding a little annoyed. It was at times like this that Uruha wished he wasn’t sharing an apartment with the bassist. But today was different. Today, it was Uruha’s birthday, and he would do anything to be sure that the rest of the day was perfect. He still had an hour or so before going to the restaurant with his band mates, so Reita shouldn’t be this impatient. When Uruha didn’t hear anything, he started to wonder if he was dreaming. Maybe the door wasn’t open like he thought it was.
“Reita?” he asked again, and after some seconds, he decided to glance around the room, pushing aside the shower curtain that was both concealing his body from an eventual visitor and preventing him from seeing anything in the bathroom.
He gasped and immediately put the curtain back in place, clutching the material tightly. His heart began to race when he heard some clothes being thrown on the floor, a buckle hitting the tiles with a loud noise. It wasn’t Reita… Uruha’s heart was beating madly in his chest. Why was Aoi in his bathroom? Why was he undressing?
The blond’s heart missed a beat or two when Aoi’s hand pushed the curtain aside to step in the shower. Was Uruha dreaming? Because it looked like it was one of his many dreams, where the dark-haired guitarist would do a lot of things the blond wasn’t about to admit to anyone. He blushed deeply, pressing his own body against the wall, and he stared at the dark eyes watching him with a sparkle in them. Just as he was about to ask why Aoi was there, the raven-haired man hushed him putting a finger against those plush lips and approached the blond’s ear.
“You don’t have to ask, you just have to feel…” Aoi whispered huskily, his lips curling into a smile when he felt Uruha shudder at his words. He then replaced his finger on the other’s lips with his own. Uruha’s eyes immediately closed and he sighed contentedly, not really believing it wasn’t a dream, again; but those lips were real, he could feel them, he could feel the tongue licking his own lips, silently asking for entrance which he gladly allowed. Aoi’s tongue slowly stroked Uruha’s own, enticing him in a languid kiss.
The honey-blond man’s hands timidly went to grip the guitarist sides, seeking more contact. Aoi smiled in the kiss and pressed his body against Uruha’ s, leaving no space between them. That’s how the blond found he wasn’t the only one aroused since he felt Aoi’s member pressing against his own.
He was so lost in the kiss that he didn’t notice Aoi’s hand finding its way between his milky thighs, and Uruha gasped when he felt a finger pushing his way past his tight ring of muscle. The blond’s arms immediately came around Aoi’s neck for support as his thigh was gently hooked around the dark-haired man’s hip, the latter keeping it in place with his free hand. With an easier access, Aoi gently moved his finger and soon he added a second one, scissoring them to prepare Uruha for what was to come. Even though the blond was having a hard time trying to breathe properly, he never left Aoi’s lips, nibbling the bottom one and softly tugging at the lip ring there and he began to thrust onto Aoi’s fingers, urging him to get to the best part.
“Eager?” the raven-haired man laughed softly, only adding a third finger because he refused to hurt the other man in hurrying and neglecting the much needed preparation. Indeed, Uruha had been single for a very long time, and Aoi never really understood why, until Reita decided to help him see what was in front of him. Uruha was in love with Aoi since… probably forever, but he never dared to make a move.
But now, he was there, more than willing to please Uruha and make up for the long wait. When he judged the blond was ready, he retrieved his fingers, earning a loud whine from the other and let go of his leg to turn around and try to locate his jeans on the floor. He searched for something in the pockets and went to lay several kisses on the other’s lips while he tried to rip the condom package open to put it on his more-than-hard member. When the blond heard a soft click, he snapped his eyes open and grinned, watching Aoi coat a generous amount of lube onto his eager cock.
Uruha’s leg soon found its way back around the other’s hips, and he encircled Aoi’s neck with his arms. Aoi looked into Uruha’s beautiful honey-brown eyes as though he was searching for something. Before Uruha had the time to grow impatient, Aoi whispered next to the blond’s ear.
“Ready?” Uruha vigorously nodded, not really trusting his voice at that moment, and they both groaned when Aoi pushed inside. Uruha shut his eyes, trying to relax to ease the pain and he buried his head in the other’s neck, nibbling the skin he found there. The raven-haired man stopped in his movements when he was fully inserted, shuddering slightly as the heat engulfed him.
“It’s okay, you can move now…” The semi-whisper of the blond was almost inaudible, but Aoi heard it and slowly, the black-haired man did as he was told, a shiver running down his spine.
“Hgn, Uru…” was all Aoi could manage to say due to the intense feelings, his slow motions driving him madly insane and making the blond a whimpering mess. With the way Uruha was clinging onto Aoi’s body, it was obvious this was more than just sex to him, a lot more… And Aoi felt the need to give him everything he had, everything the blond deserved. So, once again, he claimed Uruha’s lips, kissing him in a very gentle way, swallowing his moans.
The dark-haired guitarist’s thrusts were still agonizingly slow, but they were also deep and powerful, allowing the blond’s sweet spot to be hit with almost each thrust, leaving them both breathing harshly. Aoi’s nails dug deeper into Uruha’s porcelain white thigh as his peak was dangerously near. Aoi sped up his movements and started to pump Uruha’s member with frenzy, knowing they wouldn’t last long.
“Aoi, I’m gonna… Hgnn…” He couldn’t finish his sentence as his orgasm hit him forcefully, and he came onto both of their stomachs, while Aoi made his final thrust and also came.
They were both panting and neither of them moved, simply catching their breaths. Aoi leaned and brushed his lips against Uruha’s ear to whisper something with a smile plastered on his own lips.
“Happy birthday, Uruha…”
A/N: I hope you liked it =] I don't feel like this oneshot is as hot as I would have like it to be, but, hey, it still is a shower sex scene 8D