Strawberries and cream…soda
Title: Strawberries and cream…soda
Author: victoriakada
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: KiyoharuXSugizo
Warning:smut, lots of tongue action, blow job, wilderness sex,
Disclaimer: I do not own these people and nothing is real...
Summery: more or less smut on American soil.
Comments: For gackutolove who requested it on jrock_ffrequest Prompt: KiyoharuXSugizo, scent, strawberries or fruit of any kind ooohhh and cream soda Kiyo loves cream soda, smut
Sugizo laid underneath the shade of a tree gazing at the falling sky. These little retreats to what some might call a ‘hippie camp’ were just what he needed. In truth he would live his life here away from all the stress and people who didn’t give a crap about a new nuclear reactor going up. Sometimes he would become so angry he’d scream at the top of lungs for those people to listen, but scream just closed them. Music opened them, which was now became his way of yelling out his anger with the way the world was going.
A peaceful sigh escaped his lips as the sun began to stir. He still was a little thrown off from the jet leg, which caused him to wake at such an hour and go for a walk. Soon he’d have to work like the others in the garden, but right now he was thankful for this extra time. It allowed him to gaze upon the darkness of night as it was overtaken by the pinks and oranges, a fire light in the sky known as morning.
The world plummeted into darkness as Sugizo closed his eyes. He hadn’t left Tokyo on good terms, and in a way he thought if he stayed here he would never have to go back. He could fade like all those other once famous celebrities. Though, upon reawakening his breath was taken away from the breaking of dawn. So beautiful that it would make him stay in this scene yelling out his message.
“Yoshiki said I could find you here,” Kiyoharu stated.
Sugizo looked towards the voice; he had been so enamored with the beauty of nature to even hear the other’s approach. There he was though, jeans loosely fitting not even secured by a belt. His t-shirt was tight and had some nonsensical English splattered over it like some gang’s tag job. A pale hat covered his blond hair that was peaking out in honey colored wisp. It was a typical Kiyoharu down to the cream soda can in his hand.
“Did you bring that all the way from Japan with you?” Sugizo asked, though the blond could tell the irritated tone in the other’s voice.
He sighed, choosing to ignore the question, taking another sip as he sat beside his lover. The view was stunning, and he gazed at it for a moment before he let his eyes drift back to Sugizo. The other laid there ignoring his presence.
Moments passed and Kiyoharu continued to stare every once in a while taking a sip from the can. The other, as well, was simply dressed; blank tank and pants, probably as to not show the dirt. His hair, that brown mop of a style, fell past his face and to his ears. One hand crossed his chest clutching onto his other arm.
“Listen,” Kiyoharu started. “If you want to join this superband or whatever then go ahead.”
The brunet opened his eyes, glaring at the other, “And then what? Have you scream at how I don’t spend enough time with you every time SKIN goes on tour?”
Kiyoharu sighed. This wasn’t going the way he was hoping. Sure he’d yelled at Sugizo for leaving suddenly to join some new band. More importantly though he made that the other had decided to wait until the last minute to tell him. So, yes, the day before Sugizo left for America they both spend the night apart in a cloud of anger.
“Look I flew across an ocean I don’t want to carry on the fight we started on another continent.”
Sugizo rolled his eyes not answering and the blond sighed. They were both stubborn and never wanted to admit they were somehow at fault for anything. Kiyoharu looked towards the other for a moment, maybe it was wrong to go off like that when Sugizo said he was leaving for America. But it was the first time in months that they both didn’t have projects going on. They would finally be able to spend time together and there went Sugizo deciding to add another project to his ever growing list.
“I’m sorry that I yelled about you joining a band,” Kiyoharu apologized knowing that if he didn’t go first than they would spend the whole afternoon sitting in silence.
Sugizo sat up, leaning against the tree trunk. “Good.”
“But I want to spend time with you, and the moment we can really enjoy some time together you run off.”
“I did not run off.” Sugizo stated firmly.
Sighing, Kiyoharu placing his hand on the brunet’s chest. “Look I know you don’t think you ran off, but to me it was. I understand these projects mean a lot to you, but didn’t you think that maybe just for a moment I had a special vacation planned.”
Sugizo laughed, “I know for a fact you didn’t have any special plan made for us.”
The blond smirked and quickly straddled the other’s legs, “Maybe I was planning a few special events that I couldn’t possibly do without you there.”
“Really?” he grinned.
Their lips met at that moment and Kiyoharu knew he just distracting from the argument and that months later the same situation would come up again, but right now it didn’t matter. He let his tongue slide into the brunet’s mouth, cupping his face in his hands to urging him to deepen the kiss. Though their lips separated the blond continued his kisses down the other’s chin and to his neck.
A gasp escaped from Sugizo as he arched feeling the other’s teeth meet his skin, then lips to suck at the marred flesh, bruising it, claming it, making sure all that saw him on that stage would know that he belonged to someone. Kiyoharu’s hand slipped down as his let his tongue flowing, licking at the other’s exposed collarbones. Working his tongue and scraping his teeth over the lightly skinned bone, his hand had traveled down Sugizo’s shirt easily finding the other’s hardening nipple. He lightly ran over one before taking it within his fingers to give it a lightly punch, hardening it until it showed clearly through the shirt.
“See I couldn’t possibly do that by myself,” he whispered seductively into the other ears before giving it a tiny nip.
eHe phA deea
A deep inhale of breath brought in the scent of Sugizo, earth, to the blond’s nose. Nuzzling against the side of the other’s neck, he smelled more wanting to meld into that scent. Sugizo laughed, tickled by the sensation, which only caused Kiyoharu to draw a wicked smile on his face.
Kiyoharu returned his focused to the brunet’s collarbones, tongue sliding ever so suggestive down the length of the bone to that empty space where they seemed to meet. He nipped at it between the lascivious lapping of his tongue. Sugizo’s breath hitched asking for more behind bated breaths. The shortness of inhales caused by paying such attention to such a dangerous spot on only sent more euphoric waves through the blond. His hand, imposable to stay sill, went to Kiyoharu’s legs that were resting so convenient beside his. But his were meant to still him, making it so any bucking of his hips went no where and met with nothing. Kiyoharu just smiled at his lover slightly desperate tries and moved further; hand falling to pull the shirt downward to kiss at the sepia numb already hard from his earlier ministrations.
“Kiyo..” he let out in a single breath.
The blond smiled before licking around the other’s lips. It was Sugizo that took the action opening his mouth and letting himself escape into the other’s hot cavernous mouth. The heat and gentle massaging of the exchange of fluids, tongues running over teeth as the lips collide. Kiyoharu’s hands fell down the other’s chest and past his lean stomach still trapped within the tank to the top of his pants. And as a deep moaned escaped the brunet’s lips his head fell back exposing more of his neck for the other to take. He took it gladly kissing the taught flesh as his hands quickly worked on undoing the other’s pants.
A moan could be heard and as Kiyoharu’s hands found their way into his pants Sugizo gazed to the sky. Red hues aflame as if feeding off the intensity he felt within himself.
“Suck it,” he breathed.
Kiyoharu’s head fell, moving down the other’s now opened legs, and he came down onto his knees. His gaze was directly on the brunet’s swelling cock and as he stroked it one last time he eased closer taking the tip of the organ into his mouth. His hand stilled held onto the rest of the length, caressing it as his tongue ran over the skin, absorbing the skin, smelling the scent, and becoming that much more connected with his lover.
Sugizo, however, wanted nothing more than to feel the other’s mouth completely around him. He, not so subtly, knocked the other’s hat off and grabbed those blond locks that were set free. The tension felt on his scalp had Kiyoharu doing exactly what the other wished. He took more of him into his mouth, though not all, for his hand lightly fell over the remaining portion of his length causing a shock wave to go through the other.
“Mmmmm,” was the only thing besides incoherent murmurs that fell past Sugizo’s lips.
Those lewd coos, however, were the things that encouraged Kiyoharu the most, even if it seemed to Sugizo that a tighter grip on hair was the solution. No, the blond loved to hear the other moan and sing as he bobbed his head up and down the other’s length taking a pause to slowly twirl his tongue across the head once more before diving down to completely take it in. It didn’t matter that those first few times Sugizo pushed down too far that his cock hit the back of his throat and caused him to gag, but not even Kiyoharu cared for it was in that moment that that Sugizo would sing out more beautifully than ever before, and that sweet sound was just for him.
“I’m gonna-” Sugizo groaned unable to finish his sentence.
And with that encouragement Kiyoharu sucked harder on the other’s cock humming around it in hopes to bring the other to bliss that much quicker. The blond could tell with the quick clenching and release to his hair that it was now. Hot liquid shot in his mouth, down his throat and all Kiyoharu could do was try to swallow the whole load, but a bit managed to drip past his lips. He continued to suck though milking the other until he completely rode out his orgasm. And once that was done he let the organ slip from his mouth.
“You taste so good,” Kiyoharu whispered.
“Do I?” Sugizo smiled lifting up the other chin and noticed his cum still on the other’s lips.
His thumb ran across the blond’s lips before pulling him closer tasting himself on the other’s lips, tongue, such an intoxicating feeling to know that he was able to possess the other like so. His hand found its way to the other’s pants feeling the hard-on that had been clearly visible.
“Sugi..mmm,” were the words that escaped his lips.
“I want you,” he confessed into the other ear, hands proceeding to rub him through his jeans.
“Yeah.”
Sugizo nodded, the sun now showing a bright red which made the hair of the blond glow amber. He continued to work the other through his jeans sending the other writhing under his touch. The blond’s hand met the others asking silently for more.
“So you want more baby?” he asked sarcastically.
He chuckled slightly at his own statement unbuttoning the blond’s pants slowly just to be irritating. After all he had found his own realize. Kiyoharu, however, found this not in his favor took the other’s hands and put it inside his own. Sugizo raised an eyebrow feeling, not his lover’s hard length now free form the confines of his pants, but it still trapped within boxers.
“Since when do you wear underwear?” He asked.
“It’s gets fucking cold on planes.”
Sugizo laughed having peeled further back the other’s jeans to examine this new clothing item that the blond found necessary to wear on the flight. “They have strawberries on them!”
“I thought you liked strawberries?”
“I love strawberries,” Sugizo smirked taking the other’s hand and pulled one of the fingers to his mouth. “More importantly I love your cock.”
Kiyoharu moaned not only from Sugizo’s lips around his finger but from the feeling of the sun against his tights. He looked down at Sugizo jeans still unbuttoned and slowly making their way further down as he seemed to wiggle himself out of them.
“We have to get you out of these jeans,” Kiyoharu spoke.
Sugizo grinned letting the fingers slip from his lips.
“You didn’t happen to bring any lube with you?” He asked cheekily.
“Not unless you count cream soda as lube,” came the reply with a few good tugs Sugizo jeans were off and tossed aside.
The grass prickled him as he laid there Kiyoharu between his bent legs. His lover leaned down kissing him and as let his fingers dance around that tight ring of muscles. Sugizo took in a deep breath and feeling the other’s teasing. He relaxed and in one small gasp he could feel Kiyoharu’s finger gently slip in.
“It’s ok. You look so beautiful,” the blond whispered in the other’s ear before suckling on the lobe.
Another finger was added and Kiyoharu pulled back watching the other grimace slightly. The sun was now fully up and shown seeming to cast light on Sugizo. His skin glowed with the fresh light as a small layer of swear began to form on him like the early morning due. Golden was all that he could think of, sweet, and lusciousness. With a quick angle of his fingers the burning feeling of this rather quick soon to be fuck, a moan escaping passed the blond’s lip.
“Do it already,” Sugizo groaned.
Kiyoharu nodded slipping his fingers out and freed himself from the confines of those strawberry boxers. He positioned himself before his lover’s entrance and in one quick thrust he was. Staying a moment, he examining his lover’s face examining those slight cringes of pain that came with being filled. It was breathtaking, Sugizo biting his lip to keep from moaning, hair plastered to his face. For him though it was bliss, his lover’s tightness surrounding him.
“Ready?” The blond asked, probably too soon for Suigzo to completely adjust, but oh well.
Sugizo nodded eyes closed and mouth agape. The blond pulled out slowly only to thrust sharply back in. A slow start, letting the other become use to the feeling, perhaps too slow.
“Harder,” he demanded between gasp.
Kiyoharu did just that increasing his rhythm to hard deliberate thrust, groaning with each motion. Sugizo hooked his legs around his lover’s hips begging for more. His chest began to rise faster as his breath increased.
“There!” Sugizo scream.
Kiyoharu grinned rolling his hips and hitting that bundle of nerves inside the other again having him screaming out his name.
“Do you like that? Do you like my cock ramming into you?”
“Kiyo..mmm. Harder!”
And Sugizo hooked his legs together around his lover, trying desperately to meet the other’s thrust with shallow meets. The grass sticking to him, sun glaring in his eyes, and all he wanted was to reach that peak, to plummet himself over the edge. His hand reached down grabbing his own engrossing member in hand. He was already half-hard due to the stimulation. He began to pump himself slowly. Kiyoharu’s hand quickly joined his and the rhythm of his thrust correlated with each stroke.
“Together Sugi. We’ll finish together.”
The brunet nodded moaning as together they worked on his erection. The double stimulation with the feeling Kiyoharu in him knowing exactly where to strike to make it seem like his world would collide. He couldn’t last long, he wouldn’t last long, but he tired.
A sharp gasp over took him opening his eyes and through a deep moan the azure of the skies captures him. Its loveliness took his breath away and in a single gagged moan he came, spilling his seed on both their stomachs.
Kiyoharu was still managing though, still unable to reach his own peak. They weren’t together; they weren’t in unison, not in harmony. Maybe he should’ve slowed, so they’d be together, maybe they weren’t meant to be together.
“Sorry,” Sugizo sighed.
“Shh,” he cooed. “It’s ok.”
He kissed the other deeply and with just a few more roll of his hips he came the other’s name on his lips.
Kiyoharu collapsed, head resting on Sugizo’s chest as they both caught their breath. In short time the blond pulled out and zipped himself back up. Sugizo took a few more moments to regain his own composure, wiping the cum that fell on his hands on the grass. The majority of it, however, remained on his shirt, a sticky mess on a black cloth.
He sighed, pulling his pants back on in time to see the blond’s hat back on his head and finishing the last few drops of the hot soda. He finished it off with an accomplished sigh and crushed the can.
“You’re going to recycle that,” Sugizo stated.
“I thought that was the cool thing about America you didn’t have to recycle,” Kiyohau told while standing.
Sugizo shot him a look that killed.
“I was joking.”
“You better.”
Kiyoharu laughed grasping the other’s hand as they made their way back to the encampment.